(Requested by SandclawButCooler!)
(If it's not good enough I'm sorry. This lemon story collection is my first try at writing lemons, I'll get better in time!)
(Hope you like it regardless!)
Jayfeather slipped out of the ThunderClan camp entrance, his ears twitching. Alright...what herbs do I need to look for? We need more poppy seeds, and some backup tansy...
The grey tabby medicine cat easily moved through the forest, as if he could see. He knew every twig and sprig of grass, despite everything he ever saw was blackness.
Jayfeather flicked his tail and walked throughout the forest, sniffing for poppy seeds. The tansy patch is somewhere nearby...
Suddenly the blind tom stopped. The tansy patch was here...but a hunting patrol was chattering like a bunch of starlings right near it!
Dustpelt, Spiderleg...and... Jayfeather tasted the air. Thornclaw.
"Could you all focus on not scaring away all the prey?" Jayfeather snapped. "You're trampling all over my herbs, mouse-brains! Scram before you ruin my tansy! It's bad enough you're horrible at hunting, but now horrible at keeping what we need alive?"
Jayfeather heard an annoyed grunt from Spiderleg. As Jayfeather opened his mouth to snap at them, the ground seemed to rumble beneath his paws. Confused, he tried stepping away, but suddenly the ground plummeted from beneath him. Yowling in alarm, Jayfeather tumbled into the hollow ground, sticking his head to the surface in alarm. He felt heaviness on his back, and he knew that he was held down by dirt.
Great StarClan! I think I've just fallen into one of those old tunnels!
When no cat helped him, Jayfeather turned to where he sensed the hunting patrol. "Why are you just sitting there? Dig me out! Have you got bees in your brains?" He snapped.
Dustpelt suddenly growled. "You know, you're quite snappy, aren't you?"
Jayfeather squirmed in the dirt, trying to dislodge himself. "Less talk, more dig!"
Thornclaw's scent wafted into Jayfeather's nose. The tom growled. "I think we can find a better use for your mouth, Jayfeather."
Jayfeather growled. What are they talking about?
There were a few grunts from the three toms, then suddenly something wet hit Jayfeather's muzzle. A musky, odd scent filled his nose, and he held back a gag.
"Well, why are you being so mouse-brained, huh?" Dustpelt sneered. "Get to sucking!"
Another wet bump his his muzzle, and Spiderleg's scent wafted over him.
Dear StarClan! They want me to suck them off! I'm a medicine cat, not a warrior!
Dustpelt and Spiderleg growled, and Jayfeather felt the tips of their claws brushing his ears. Not wanting to risk an ear split, he opened his jaws as wide as he could, and his mouth was instantly stuffed by two, barby members.
Jayfeather choked; he could hardly keep both in his mouth! Forcing himself to keep his bearings, he began sucking, forcing his head up and down. He was disgusted with himself! I'm a medicine cat!
"Put more effort into it!" Spiderleg growled.
Jayfeather clenched his blind eyes shut and began bobbing his head farther up and down, squeezing his throat when the tips of the toms' members hit the back of his throat. He swiveled his tongue around, making Spiderleg and Duspelt moan.
Thornclaw suddenly grunted, and Jayfeather felt his ear being tickled. Concentrating on pleasing the demanding toms, he tried to ignore the wet sensation in his ear. Suddenly Thornclaw panted and bucked, and Jayfeather couldn't hear in that ear until the wet thing went away, only to come back again.
Oh StarClan now I'm having a tom's privates being shoved in my ear.
Trying to ignore Thornclaw thrusting in and out of his ear; though it was painful, Jayfeather swiveled his tongue around the two lengths in his mouth, his nostrils flaring with overwhelming scents. As he lapped and sucked the slick, throbbing members, he prayed to StarClan it would all be over soon. The toms' moans and pants were so loud!
Suddenly Dustpelt pulled back, grunting loudly. Warm liquid sprayed onto Jayfeather's muzzle and face, some spraying into his nose. Nose burning, Jayfeather tried to yowl, but Spiderleg was thrusting into his muzzle now.
Not able to smell the forest around him any longer, Jayfeather was hit hard with musky scents. Thornclaw was still going at his ear, so Jayfeather was forced to suck Spiderleg.
Spiderleg let out loud grunts. "Oh yes, just like this. Good medicine kitty."
Jayfeather felt tempted to bite his member, but he kept lapping at the sour, slick girth. Don't want to risk my ears being clawed!
The grey tabby was indeed suffering from being overwhelmed. The musky scents seemed everywhere, due to the cum lodged in his nose. Spiderleg was moaning and thrusting into Jayfeather's mouth, hitting him in the throat. Jayfeather gagged and bobbed his head up and down.
Thornclaw suddenly stopped thrusting into Jayfeather's ear. Spiderleg, however, was spraying cum all over Jayfeather face. The tom spat and hissed. The sight must of made Thornclaw set off, because the tom grunted loudly and more cum sprayed his face.
Jayfeather gasped once they were done, trying not to let the white substance drip into his blind eyes. His face was sticky, and he knew his fur was clotted with the toms' cum.
"Thanks, Jayfeather." One of the toms purred mockingly. "We'll be right back!"
Jayfeather's face slumped against the ground, the horrid musky odors swarming his senses. His face sticky and uncomfortably warm, he closed his eyes and awaited for, at least, some actual help. His mouth sore, Jayfeather turned his blind gaze towards the sky.
Dear StarClan help me!
