rdunstin699: Splashpaw x Bramble

A she-cat prowled through the shadows, concentrating on placing one pale yellow paw after another silently on the ground. She was nearly ready to become a warrior; she wanted to do good on this hunt. A sound reached her sharp ears, and Splashpaw tried to pinpoint it. Tiny teeth clacked on a nut as the squirrel nibbled the acorn it was holding. Splashpaw's white-striped underbelly brushed the forest floor as she zoned in on the squirrel, rotating her ears and parting her jaws. Light as feathers, she stalked over until the squirrel was a tail-length in front of her, then pounced, crushing the squirrel instantly between her strong jaws.

She scratched dirt over her catch, raising her tail proudly. ThunderClan would not go hungry today, she would make sure of that!

Suddenly she heard a strange noise and froze, narrowing her eyes. The noise came again - a low keening noise that was distinctly cat-made.

A strand of scent came to her, blown by the soft newleaf breeze. The cat making this noise seemed to be male. Another unfamiliar scent accompanied his. Splashpaw had smelled it before, sometimes, when tomcats came back from hunting with she-cats. They always looked dreamy. But this cat evidently was not hunting with a she-cat.

Splashpaw's pulse quickened. Maybe she would be made a warrior if she caught this intruder! Her tail flicked in eagerness. Once again she got into a stalking crouch and began to creep toward the source of the noise.

Splashpaw flattened herself against the ground. She peered through her cover of a bush. Yes, this was the cat making the noise. His amber eyes were narrowed in pleasure, and his yellow fur was puffed out in eagerness.

But Splashpaw hesitated. He was doing something very odd. He kept stroking himself with his tail, moaning each time. Splashpaw nearly jumped back in surprise. He was rubbing his member, of all things! Thick ropes of white liquid sometimes shot out of him.

Splashpaw bunched her haunches and sprang, landing on the startled tom. He yowled and tried to slash at her, but Splashpaw twisted away and dug her claws into the ground as she landed.

"What are you doing in ThunderClan's territory?" She demanded, more mystified than angry.

"I could show you," he said pleasantly, "If you would let me."

Splashpaw's ears flicked back. What sort of dirty trick was this?

"Who are you?" She demanded.

"Oh." He gave her another charming smile. "I'm known as Bramble. And you?"

"MY name is Splashpaw," she growled. "And you haven't yet answered my question." She raised one paw threateningly.

"Like I said, I could show you," Bramble said again. "Follow my directions."

"Fine," Splashpaw muttered.

"Lie on your back," he ordered, and she did so, still keeping her claws unsheathed. He positioned himself so that his member was above her mouth. Splashpaw glared at it suspiciously.

"Now what you do," the yellow tom went on, "is you lick my member and swirl your tongue around it."

Tentatively Splashpaw obeyed, wondering what this had to do with anything. But as she licked, Bramble gave a shudder of pleasure, moaning again. To her surprise, Bramble shot a whole load of the liquid down Splashpaw's throat, leaving her confused and gagging.

"I'll show you after this," Bramble meowed as he started to weave his tail between Splashpaw's legs. She gave an involuntary shudder as his tail-tip danced around her privates.

He bent down and started to lick there, sending strange ripples of pleasure across Splashpaw. His nose slowly pushed its way into Splashpaw's core, and she moaned softly.

He smiled and began to lap around inside Splashpaw. She felt his tongue licking at her walls, an inexplicable feeling she had never experienced before. Bramble lapped at her soft spot, and Splashpaw felt liquid building up inside of her and spilling onto Bramble's snout.

Splashpaw didn't protest as Bramble took his snout out and slowly pushed his member into her core. Splashpaw cried out as Bramble stole her virginity in a single swift movement, but he didn't give her any time to feel pain as he slowly reached into her, then pumped out. In. Out. He quickly found Splashpaw's g-spot and began to quicken, slamming into it repeatedly. Splashpaw began to buck back against him, driving him deep into her and feeling her walls nestle his member. "Oh, Bramble," she breathed, "I... I think I love you..."

Bramble responded by shoving himself deep into her, where he cummed. Splashpaw cummed as she felt his juice inside her, and went limp in her pleasure. "Oh, oh…"

Bramble pulled himself out and thrust into her tailhole. "Do the same for me," he commanded.

"But I don't have-"

"With your tail." Splashpaw slid her tail into his tailhole and began to pump like he was pumping her. Elated, and boosted with the pleasure Splashpaw was giving him, Bramble cummed into her tailhole. Splashpaw's belly inflated rapidly. As he drew out, their cum and threads of Splashpaw's blood mingled on the forest floor.

"That felt so good," Splashpaw whispered. "Can we do that again sometime?"

Bramble nodded and whispered, "Clean yourself up and get back now."

Splashpaw nodded and picked up her squirrel, a bounce in her steps as she went back to her Clan, forgetting about his promise.