Oh, boy. First lemon I've done in a long time, but I hope you enjoy! It's a couple of my OC's in an alternate universe Thunderclan. So, tell me what you think and
if you want to request anything feel free. I don't bite.
Whisperingpaw padded out of camp, her small grey paws making soft pat-pat sounds as they hit against the cold, damp ground of Newleaf. The medic apprentice was relieved that the harsh weather of Leafbare was finally behind them, and she was even excited to set about the daunting task of collecting all of the herbs they were in need of after the long winter months, a mission granted to the apprentice by her mentor, Silentsplash.
Deciding to head to the river first, Whisperingpaw took the long way around the Silentclearing- a small hollow in the woods that was mainly used for the friskier Thunderclan members, but also as a shortcut to the river. By avoiding this short cut, Whisperingpaw would be able to cover more of the forest as she looked for herbs, while also being able to avoid any awkward confrontations with any of her clanmates who were going at it on this fine Newleaf morning.
After finding a new clump of horsetail at the base of a large oak tree, as well as some juniper berries growing on a nearby bush, Whisperingpaw brought her lucky finds with her to the river, where she was quickly able to find some water mint as well. The small grey and white patched apprentice purred. Silentsplash will be happy. I've found a lot in such a short time, especially for this early in Newleaf.
As the pretty apprentice turned away from the river with her herbs wrapped up tightly in a leaf bundle, she decided to risk it and head straight back to camp through the Silentclearing. It would take her forever to make the journey back the long way and besides, if she ran into anyone there, she would just make her way quietly around.
Whisperingpaw arrived quickly, her eyes scanning through the trees for anyone in the Silentclearing, breathing out a long sigh of relief when she didn't spot anyone being mounted inside. Thinking all was well, the pretty she-cat padded boldly to the clearing's edge, stopping suddenly in surprise when she noticed someone, alone, laying on the ground, clearing enjoying a private moment to themself. She hadn't seen the cat from afar because they were laying flat on the ground.
Hissing softly in frustration, Whisperingpaw turned to take the long way around the clearing when she heard her name called, causing the young femme to turn around quickly with embarrassment, as she figured she had been caught. Then her name was repeated, by a familiar voice no less, though it wasn't urgent or angry… it was a moan of pleasure. "Oh, Whisperingpaw!"
Trembling slightly with anxiety, the medic apprentice approached the edge of the Silentclearing, her gaze focusing on the cat in the clearing again, realizing with shock that it was the familiar red-furred she-cat Emberpaw. Emberpaw? My best friend? What was the she-cat doing, calling her name in the forest? Hiding in the ferns so Ember wouldn't discover her, Whisperingpaw watched nervously, guiltily. Emberpaw was laying on her back, a paw reached down to that sweet private spot, making slow circular motions as she moaned with pleasure. "Oh, Whisperingpaw!"
It took the small medicine apprentice a moment to finally grasp the situation. She's pleasuring herself… thinking of me?! Whisperingpaw had never imagined that her best friend would think of her that way… think of her the same way she thought of Emberpaw. How she had longed to tell how she felt about the fiery-pelted femme, but her innocence would not allow it. Even if she was turned on by Emberpaw, Whispering would not allow herself to find release. But still… as she watched her best friend masturbate as she called out her name, she couldn't help her paw from reaching down to her own core, which was damp with need. No! she hissed inwardly, drawing her paw away. You're a medicine cat apprentice!
Emberpaw circled her core faster, her moans of pleasure growing louder as she reached her climax, and Whisperingpaw couldn't take it anymore. Bounding into the clearing without thinking, interrupting her friends orgasm, Whisperingpaw yowled, "Emberpaw," before quickly slapping her tail over her mouth. Oh Starclan, what had she done? She should have just gone home.
Emberpaw was equally shocked, staring up at her best friend with wide eyes, her paw not moving away from her core. "Whisperingpaw!" Her voice was not filled with pleasure this time, but surprise. There was an awkward pause.
"I'm sorry, Ember. I didn't mean to intrude, it's just…. I saw you and… I didn't know… I didn't know you felt that way about me." Ember didn't bother to get up, she stayed still, flaunting the sexy curves of her body unconsciously. The fiery femme was sexy, and she knew it, she knew how to work her beauty, though most of the time it was done unconsciously. All the males wanted Emberpaw, and now Whisperingpaw knew why she never gave herself to them.
"I've felt this way about you for a while," she spoke finally, not nearly as awkwardly as Whisperingpaw felt. Emberpaw was always bold and daring though- she probably saw this as a fun surprise. "I'm sorry you had to find out this way. I understand if you don't want to have anything to do with me anymore."
Whisperingpaw padded closer, her eyes now able to clearly see her friends dripping core, arousing her. "No. No, I've felt this way too. I just didn't know how to tell you." Suddenly unable to control herself, Whispering added suddenly, "Can I join you?"
Without waiting for a response, Whisperingpaw dipped her head and lapped at Ember's sex, moving quickly before her resolve could melt and she ran away with embarrassment. There was a shocked silence from Emberpaw, to Whisperingpaw's slight joy. She had never thought anything could surprise Emberpaw.
The medic apprentice dipped her head quickly to take another lap, but Emberpaw got up, making her way seductively to Whisperingpaw before she pushed the small grey and white she-cat to the ground, belly up. Their muzzles touched, and the fiery Emberpaw pushed her tongue into Whisperingpaw's mouth, not letting her go until she had thoroughly explored every inch of Whisperingpaw's mouth with their kiss. "You don't know how happy I am to hear you say that, Whisper. But, since this is your first time, let me pleasure you."
Emberpaw made her way to Whisperingpaw's hind legs, her mouth lingering over Whispering's core, which was dripping wet with need for her friend. "I'm scared, Ember," Whisperingpaw piped up anxiously. "I've never done this before."
Ember's eyes lighted with mock hurt and she chuckled. "You mean you've never pleasured yourself to the thought of me? Well, it's expected. You're the most innocent cat in the clan. Don't worry though, I've had a lot of experience, thanks to how wet you make me."
Emberpaw's relaxed nature didn't help the white and grey she-cat. "But I'm a medicine cat, Emberpaw! I shouldn't be doing this!" "But you know you want it," Ember whispered in response, "You're dripping wet. And besides, you won't have any kits with the kind of love I'm giving you." And without further pause, Ember placed her paw on Whisperingpaw's core, finding her clit, and began to rub in gentle, seductive circles. This elicited a sudden purr from Whisperingpaw. Ember was right. She WANTED this.
"You like that?" Ember questioned, sweet and sexy at the same time. Whisperingpaw responded with an uncontrollable buck of her hips. "More? Ok." Ember obliged and pressed harder, increasing the tempo of her circles.
"Oh…" Whisperingpaw couldn't hold back the sudden moan, surprised by how good the sensation actually was. Emberpaw… The medicine apprentice's thoughts were all jumbled, only able to firmly concentrate on the wonderful pleasure that was flowering in her core. Her purrs were constant now as her hips followed the motion of Ember's paw, intensifying the pleasure.
Ember giggled. "I'm not done." The fiery-pelted femme dipped her head to Whisperingpaw's core, lapping up her sweet juices and repeatedly inserting her sandpaper tongue in and out of her friend while keeping up the circular motion of her paw. "Oh! Emberpaw, I'm so wet!" She had never felt pleasure this good. Emberpawlicked, nibbled, sucked, thrusted her tongue in and out.
"More?" Ember questioned.
"Oh, oh more! Emberpaw please!" Whisperingpaw was quivering with need, dripping wet, bucking her hips. Oh, how it aroused Ember.
Suddenly Ember's tail was buried deep inside of Whisperingpaw's dripping sex, pumping furiously as Ember's tongue swirled around her clit, Whisperingpaw bucking and moaning with pleasure. Ember placed her tail in between her own legs so whenever she thrusted it would rub against her own core, which was dripping at the sight of her best friend's pleasure. "Oh, Starclan! Emberpaw, ohhhh!"
Suddenly, the pleasure intensified in both of the she-cats, their juices flowing around each other as they climaxed. Whisperingpaw moaned her best friend's name erotically.
But Emberpaw wasn't done. Without even a chance to catch her breath, Whisperingpaw yowled with pleasure as Ember's core pressed to her own, pumping and grinding their wetness into each other. "Oh, Whisperingpaw!" Ember hissed with pleasure through gritted teeth. Soon, the excitement of another orgasm filled each of the femme's, and they came into each other, their juices flowing around them. Turning to lay on Whisperingpaw, Ember's core dripping into her mouth, they licked each other clean.
"How was that, Whisperingpaw?"
"Mmm, Emberpaw. I can't believe… Wonderful!"
Later
Silentsplash smiled, clearly please by how many herbs Whisperingpaw and Emberpaw had brought back.
"Sorry it took so long, but I found Emberpaw on the way and she decided to help me. We kind of got sidetracked." They both glanced knowingly at each other for a brief second, a wicked gleam in Ember's eyes.
Silentsplash didn't catch it. "Well, how could I be mad? You brought so much back between the two of you, we won't need to go back out for months. Whisperingpaw, you get the day off tomorrow, and Emberpaw, I'll ask your mentor if you may have tomorrow off as well. You can both go eat now."
Turning away to the freshkill pile, Whisperingpaw fidgeted nervously, but with excitement. "I think I know what I want to do tomorrow."
