Rape suggestion requested by Sunnypelt!

A dark grey she-cat shuffled her nose through the herbs stock, throwing away the old ones. The battle was going to be any moment, so the medicine cat was busy to prepare for the battle.

Her pelt prickled at the sight of the small tom with his cold blue eyes, his black pelt seemed brown under the sunlight. His white paw revealing long claws that could kill any cat, disliking that cats fear him even though she feared him herself.

She didn't want her Clan and herself to go in the battle and risk themselves, but that seems like it was the only option besides being driven out of the forest by BloodClan.

She shook her head, clearing the thoughts in her head. "I'm going to collect herbs near the Twolegplace!" she called to her light brown apprentice, slinking out of the den.

The sun rays warmed her pelt, the cats in the clearing busy getting ready for the battle. Every cat was worried about Firestar's decision. Oh Firestar..

As soon as she reached near Twolegplace, a sweet-smelling scent hit her nose. Cqtmint! She thought, about to dash and jump right away in the garden but a sight stopped her in her tracks.

Her paws planted to the ground, her fur rising up in fear as she recognized the figure. His pelt reeked of catmint, his black pelt swaying in the breeze. His cold blue eyes bored into her.

Wait, did he disguise himself so that no cat will be able to scent him? Realization hit her, her fear-scent thick in the air.

"Well, who's here? A medicine cat of ThunderClan? Full of weaklings," he sneered with a mocking tone.

"Scourge, you don't need to be around dawdling and mocking others." Her voice was unusually calm, though inside she was freaking out. What is this tom going to do to me? Kill me?

"Of course. I wasn't dawdling around. I was waiting for you or one of your Clanmates," he smirked.

"How do you know I'm a medicine cat?" She took a few steps backwards, Scourge backing her into the corner.

"My faithful Clanmates spied on your Clan, and I have one way to take revenge now that you're trying to run away from me." His breath was cool on her neck, the she-cat shuddering.

She was about to turn around and dash off, but Scourge pinned her to the ground.

"What are you going to do to me? Kill me?" she screeched, trying to squirm out. She yelped in pain as the tom raked across her shoulders.

"No. I'm sure you'll love it." Cinderpelt gasped as she felt something poking at her hindleg, her gaze flickering over to the object.

"No! You can't do this to me, I'm a medicine cat!" Realization hit her. Scourge wanted to rape her!

"But it's your punishment. Something between us that we can keep if you can shut your mouth. If you don't shut your mouth about this, I'll keep raping you over and over whether you like it or not."

Cinderpelt widened her eyes in fear, then bowed her head submissively. "Now suck!" he hissed, shifting her weight so that her head was between his legs.

The she-cat whimpered but obeyed, the tom moaning as sandpaper flicked up and down his length. She took it in her jaws, bobbing her head as she sucked like a kit would do to it's mother.

She grinded her teeth against the sides to increase the pleasure, the black tom groaning and grunting with pleasure. His member became hard in her jaws, shoving it down her throat.

Thick white stream gushed out of his tip, the medicine cat gagging as she swallowed down the cream.

Scourge chuckled, flipping her on her belly. Cinderpelt put her tail to the side, raising her hindquarters in the air revealing her core.

"Good kitty. You've been a bad kitty today," he whispered in her ear before flicking his tongue over her core. She moaned, buckling her hips with anticipation. Though she was excited and enjoyed it at the same time, she felt disgusted at herself and didn't enjoy.

Scourge shoved his tongue into it's entrance, swirling around in tight circles before walls tightened around his tongue. Cinderpelt moaned, squealing softly.

She released, Scourge lapping up the juices. He mounted her, squeezing her haunches. He didn't wait, instead he shoved his member through the entrance.

The grey she-cat hung her head back and let out a mixture of pain and pleasure yowl, as hips made contact with her hips.

He pumped in and out, speeding up his pace. She screeched, the barbs raking over her walls. Her walls clamped around his member. Finally Scourge reached her spot, ramming over her sweet spot several times.

Cinderpelt gasped, their hips grinding against eachother. She buckled her hips backwards, letting the tom have deeper access. "I'm gonna-" They both released at the same time, pleasure coursing through their bodies. Slight blood and white liquid leaked out of their legs.

They yowled each other's names to StarClan, Scourge collasping on the she-cat. They both panted with exhaustion, Cinderpelt turning around so they faced belly to belly.

"That was amazing.. even though you raped me," she hesitated.

Scourge shrugged, grinning. "Cinderpelt.. I like you."

"I like you too." Her eartips burned red, licking his cheek.

"Do you want to do it again sometime?" He raised one brow.

"Sure. Keep it a secret?" she grinned.

"Sure."

They both rubbed their muzzles against each other's, leaning in each other's warmth.

I just broke the warrior code and I'm late to go back to camp! Cinderpelt thought with a pang of worry, but the other side of her didn't care.

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I hope you like it! It's my first lemon and I hope it isn't so bad. I kind of enjoyed writing this one, because it's cute that they started liking each other at the end. I started to write lemons when I heard it can improve your writing.