The Taste Of Pain

This one's going to be a bit more adult than my normal warriors slash fics. So you have been warned, I recommend it for only 15 and up. Don't worry though, it's not smut. More like intense foreplay. It will also have a slightly darker air about it.

Berrynose wouldn't lie and say he'd never noticed Birchfall. When they were younger, they'd played together and trained together as apprentices. Birchfall wasn't much older than he was, but Berrynose noticed that he was a lot smaller. Ferncloud said it was because of his malnourishment when the clans were starving back in the old forest. But Birchfall was unusually small. Even when he became a warrior and Berrynose was still an apprentice, he surpassed Birchfall by at least a mouse length.

But it wasn't just that that he noticed his senior warrior. Birchfall was extremely cute. His fur was an unusually light autumn brown. And he had pretty blue eyes. Really, in truth he looked very much like a she-cat. And his size didn't really help in that matter.

"Berrynooose . . ." the wine came from a few fox lengths away from where the cream colored warrior was hunting. "Berrynooose . . . Heeeelllp . . ."

Berrynose rolled his eyes and headed over to where the voice came from. He sighed as he came around the edge of a bush to see Birchfall sitting on the ground, his front right paw raised above the ground and a look on his face like he was being tortured.

"What happened." Berrynose mewed, trying to keep his voice even. The whole scene was already beyond ridiculous.

"I-I got a really big thorn stuck in my paw . . ." Birchfall sniffed.

Berrynose could see the tears welling up in the corners of his eyes and shook his head. "Alright, let me see then." He waited as the older warrior held out his paw, pad up, towards him. Berrynose leaned down and examined the thorn. It was big. But it wasn't really anything to cry over. He'd seen Birchfall come back from battles with wounds way worse than this. Did he just like attention?

The cream furred Thunderclan cat thought about this for a second. Birchfall was extremely spoiled. As the only surviving kit from the disaster in the old forest, everyone treated him with the utmost care. Berrynose sniffed. Well, he hadn't lived in the old forest, why should he pamper this fluff head?

Roughly, he licked the thorn out of his den-mate's paw and spit it out onto the ground. "There, it's out."

"It's bleeding!" the light brown tabby mewed.

Berrynose's eyes narrowed. He leaned forward and grasped the smaller warrior's paw in his own and pulled it towards him. Slowly, and harshly, he began to clean the blood and grit from the small cut the thorn had made. Letting his tongue lash over the wound, as if trying to make it worse. He raised his eyes slightly to try and glimpse how the pampered warrior was dealing with this, and felt shock course through him.

Birchfall's blue eyes were glazed over, and the look on his face . . .it was a look of pleasure.

What the hell? What was wrong with this cat? Licking that hard, it had to hurt, cat's tongues weren't exactly soft. Berrynose gave the warrior's pad a soft bite, and saw him shiver with pleasure.

"He likes pain . . ." he thought. Whining like he does, he wants someone to scold him, to lash out at him. He wants to be treated like a normal cat, and not the survivor of a catastrophe. Maybe, in some way, he wanted to feel even a portion of the pain the siblings he'd left behind felt.

Berrynose bit down again. It made sense when he thought about it. Birchfall shivered, his tail curling around his other paws. The larger warrior felt a smile creep across his face. Swiftly, with the grace given to him by his warrior training, he spun around and pinned Birchfall to the ground beneath him. He could feel his own excitement rising within him.

Beneath him, Birchfall's eyes were wide with shock at the sudden movement. One paw was on Berrynose's shoulder, as if to steady himself during the fall.

The larger warrior pressed his face into the fur on Birchfall's chest. He licked the skin beneath with harsh strokes, biting at it every so often. He could hear the other warrior's accelerated heartbeat against his ears. And he could feel his ragged breathing against his fur as he moved up towards Birchfall's neck.

Closer. He pressed his body against Birchfall's, biting down into the other's neck, feeling the ripple of pleasure that passed through the smaller tom. He shifted his weight a bit, giving himself more areas of access to leave faint bite marks. He didn't bite hard enough to draw blood, just enough for it to hurt. Closer. He shivered as he felt Birchfall's body buckle up against his as he bit down into the cat's cheek. His body pushed up against Berrynose's, begging him . . . Pleading with him to . . .

Berrynose jerked back, pulling away from the warrior in horror. What was he doing?! What the hell had he been doing just now?! He'd almost . . . No. He couldn't think about it. It was wrong. With another Tom . . . It was horribly wrong.

Realization seemed to hit Birchfall at that moment as well. His blue eyes widened in shock, but he didn't move. His chest heaved as he fought to slow his heart rate and breathing down to a normal level, and he glanced at Berrynose.

The cream furred warrior looked away and began to walk back towards the camp. "I'm sorry . . ." he mewed quietly. He picked up his pace, and soon found himself running full speed. By the time he reached camp, he had to lay down outside the entrance as he tried to regain his breath. What the hell was wrong with him?

RANDOM AUTHOR RAMBLE

Yeah . . . So I hope no one hated it . . . Or was disturbed for life by it. I did put a warning at the top after all. But yeah, this turned out a lot darker than I expected. I turned Birch into a masochist. (not that that's not perverted at all . . . ^-_-^). This wasn't exactly how I planned it to play out. Thorn thing, yes. Foreplay, yes. Birch liking pain, no. in my mind, he's sorta like a Fai kinda character (Tsubasa).

Okay, has anyone noticed how many fricken B names there are in Thunderclan? It's ridiculous. Once they're all warriors, it's gonna be crazy. Brambleclaw, Brackenfur, Berrynose, Birchfall, Bumblekit, Blossomkit, and Briarkit. Firestar's gonna be like "hunting patrol, Berry, er, no, Bramble, no, Briar, shoot, one of you guys, just go. Dammit." I had enough trouble just keeping Berrynose and Birchfall strait in this fic. I kept mixing them up after the first few paragraphs. Sheesh.

Anywho . . . I plan this to be a multi chapter fic, leading up to the events in Sunrise at least. So keep checking in! (and please come back . . . I'm sorry if I ruined your brain . . .) the next chapter won't be out for a little bit. I have to do research. Specifically on when Berry and Birch went into moron mode and crossed the Shadowclan border. DR is the main point of their relationship. XD