Smut Story 1

FireheartxSilverstream

Fireheart was furious. Ever since Graystripe had fallen into the river and saved by that RiverClan she-cat, Silverstream, he was being ignored by his so-called best friend. Graystripe spent every waking moment with that she-cat, and Fireheart was getting beat on by Tigerclaw every time Graystripe was needed for a patrol of some sort. The only thing that made Fireheart the smallest bit happy was the fact that the two love birds had agreed to meet only Fourtrees, so they wouldn't start a war between ThunderClan and RiverClan.

As of this moment, Fireheart was on a solo patrol, patrolling the border with ShadowClan, moving up to Fourtrees. He was expected to patrol all the way to Fourtress, so he was going to hunt on the way back. Well, he was going to, until he scented Graystripe and… Silverstream! They were meeting! Again! Very, very, angry, Fireheart immediately crouched, ready to spy. He didn't get much of a chance, however, because Graystripe was just leaving. Fireheart moved downwind, hoping to StarClan that Graystripe wouldn't smell him. Fireheart got lucky, and Graystripe sprinted back to camp, giving away no sign that he had scented his ginger Clanmate. Silverstream, on the other paw, called out to him.

"I know you're there, Fireheart. I could smell you. You are extremely lucky that Graystripe didn't." Fireheart stood up and slowly padded down the small hill towards the center of the clearing, towards the silver tabby she-cat. Reaching the bottom, he stopped. He suddenly could scent the she-cat. Not just any scent, however; heat scent. This she cat was in heat, and that just made Fireheart's temper flare even more, thinking of all the things that Graystripe could be doing with this RiverClan she-cat. Even more than his anger, though, was worry. Worry for his best friend, and even worry for Silverstream. He didn't understand it, but he was worried for them. Something else bothered him, though. Even through his anger, worry, and disappointment, he felt something. He felt something… for Silverstream. Maybe it was jealousy, or lust, or her heat scent, but Fireheart wanted her. He wanted this forbidden she-cat, this mysterious Silverstream. He crept toward her, trying to keep his dick from poking out of his sheath. Unfortunately, he saw her eyes flash downwards. After seeing this, his tail flicked in shock. He could see in her eyes that she liked what she saw. This worried him; she was seeing his best friend, but she liked the look of his cock! You know what? He didn't care. He looked at her, his eyes showing question. She just nodded at him.

"I want it. Even though I am seeing Graystripe, I… I want it." She padded closer to him and wove around him, wiping her tail under his chin. He took a deep breath, taking in her sweet, sweet scent.

"Good." He whispered. "Good. I want it too…" He faced her, and gently pushed her onto her back with his paw. He slowly lapped at her belly fur, taking it slowly. This was his first time mating, and he wanted to get it right, even if that means taking time to think through his movements. He scrapped his barbed tongue across her bare nipples for a good effect. It worked; she purred underneath him, lifting his spirits. He quickly forgot about Graystripe, absorbing himself into her body, into her scent. After a while he stood, allowing the she-cat to stand. She turned her back to him so he could continue. He approached her backside and began to lick her tail hole, saving her already wet pussy for later. She started to moan quietly.

"Fireheart... Oh, Fireheart…" She moaned happily. Fireheart brought Silverstream into a world of bliss, pumping his tongue in and out of her tail hole and licking the sides. "Fuck me, Fireheart. Make me yours. Please!" She begged. He knew she wanted it badly, but he didn't know she wanted it this badly. Feeling she had had enough teasing, he gently mounted her, but not yet biting her scruff.

"Tell me again you want it, Silverstream, just so I know. Tell me again that you want it, and I will give it to you." Fireheart wanted to make sure she was happy with what was about to go down before he continued. He didn't want to take advantage of this beautiful she-cat in any way, shape, or form. But if she wanted it, he wanted it too.

"I want it, Fireheart. Please, just fuck me. Please." He nodded at her approval, gripping her scruff in between his teeth, placing his now erect dick at the entrance of her wet pussy. As he entered her, he could feel her purr with the pleasure he was giving her. As he pulled out, however, she cried in pain. Fireheart knew this was because he was barbed, and he knew this helped bring a she-cat pleasure, but he also knew that he didn't want to hurt her too much. He pulled out all the way and released her scruff, but didn't dismount her.

"Do you still want this, even though I will hurt you?" He asked her, trying to be polite. Instead of his expected reaction, she got angry.

"Yes, for StarClan's sake! I want it, Fireheart, please! Please, Fireheart!" He nodded, even though she couldn't see him, gulped, and gripped her scruff once more. He entered her once again and pumped, in and out, listening to her wails. After a while, they soothed him, and he started to pump faster and faster. "Faster, Fireheart, harder! Fuck my wet pussy! I want this, I need this! Please, I'm begging you!" He loved the sound of her begging, and he could feel her love of him inside her. All of a sudden he wanted this cat to have his kits. So he tried to do just that. He pumped fast, his balls slamming against her thighs. He could feel his member starting to fill up. He tried holding it in, wanting to make her cum first. It didn't take long; she cried in pleasure as white liquid pooled on the ground around her. That's when he climaxed, spilling his cum inside her, sighing in relief. He gently climbed off her, and lapped up the last of the cum that was dribbling from her hole. Then he faced her, his face smiling.

"That was great!" He said. He smiled and leaned toward her, trying to push his muzzle against her, but she pulled back. His smile wavered. "What is it? What's wrong? Wasn't I good? Did I make a mistake?"

"No, no, you were great," Silverstream said quietly. "But I am seeing Graystripe, and he is your best friend. We can't do this to him. I love him, and so do you. Good-bye, Fireheart." She padded away, disappearing into the undergrowth of Fourtrees. Fireheart sighed and padded sadly back to the ThunderClan camp. When he got there, nothing in his jaws, Tigerclaw lashed out and sent Fireheart and Graystripe on a hunting patrol. They talked about everything, and Fireheart ended up giving Graystripe his blessing to see Silverstream. Graystripe ended up tackling him, he was so happy. They went back to camp, enough fresh-kill for the elders and queens. That night, they slept in nests next to each other for the first time in days. Everything was right again. Almost.

Almost two moons later, at the second Gathering since the special night Fireheart and Silverstream shared, Fireheart was talking with a few WindClan and ShadowClan cats when SIlverstream approached him.

"May I talk to you, Fireheart?" He nodded and followed her to the edge of the clearing. They sat down across from each other, Fireheart hiding a smile that she was finally talking to him. His smiled faded as she explained why she was talking to him.

"I am only telling you because you have the right to know. But to everyone else, especially Graystripe, they are his. You understand?" Without waiting for an answer, she padded away towards Graystripe, leaving Fireheart to gawk after her.

He had fathered kits.

Hey! Randomy Fandomy here! So for these crack pairings, I also do OC's. If you want to submit OC's, here is the forum:

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