A little request by Ghostly Light. Hope it's everything you wanted!

This is love featuring OCs, SunheartXFrosttail

Love Before Code

The moon shone brightly on the night a small WindClan warrior decided to hunt. The pale ginger pelt was easily lost amid the tall grass, stalking slowly towards the border. She knew very well that the rabbits would all be deep in their burrows now, but she didn't mind. Perhaps near RiverClan territory there would be a few mice or voles to be had.

As she went along, she acknowledged that she had ulterior motives to visiting this particular part of the territory. Though they hadn't planned it, maybe she would see her mate tonight. This was their meeting place, after all, and it had been abnormally long since they had seen one another.

She got a whiff of the other clan's marks and stopped to scan the horizon for a moment. She might be seeing things, but she could swear that a familiar silver pelt was barely visible, crouching in the foliage along the border. Whether it was Frosttail or not, they couldn't fault her for hunting within her own territory. Cautiously, she stood more prominently so the other cat could see her-if there was even a cat there, at all.

"Sunheart?" the RiverClan cat rose to their paws as well, head tilted hopefully.

"That's me." the she-cat couldn't hold back a warm reply to her mate.

The other warrior took a few strides, placing himself in front of Sunheart, and gave her a lick on the forehead. "It's so wonderful to see you. I've missed you a lot."

"I've missed you, too. I'm sorry I didn't see you at the gathering, Lionclaw wouldn't let me go-"

"Don't apologize." he interrupted, seeming nervous, "There's something I need to talk to you about. I've been thinking about it while I've been away from you and now that I see you, I'm even more sure."

Sunheart cocked her head, prompting him to go on. The tom took a deep breath to calm himself.

"I think we should have kits." Sunheart stared at him in surprise.

"What.. But-"
"I know they'd have to grow up in WindClan. We couldn't raise them together. It's okay."

Sunheart gazed at him sadly. "Is that really what you want? No one can ever know they're your kits."

"I'll know." he replied, "And I'll know that they're the best warriors in their entire clan, maybe the entire forest. They'll be ours."

They stared back at one another for a long time, unsure of their own or the other's commitment to the idea.

"Okay." Sunheart finally said.

"Thank you." Frosttail purred. "I love you."

The couple were quiet for a moment, wrapped around one another affectionately. Until the tom began licking his mate's neck, drawing a soft purr from her. His licks fell slowly down, Frosttail gently pressing his head against her chest so she laid on her back. He stepped carefully over her, placing his body above Sunheart's. He licked her again, comfortingly along her cheek.

"I love you so much, Frosttail." she whispered, looking softly up at him.

He purred, again. "You'll be the most amazing mother."

V Lemony Goodness Begins Below V

With that he slowly pressed himself inside his mate. Sunheart gasped quietly, pleasure spreading through her body. She rested her paws against the RiverClan cat's shoulders and wrapped her legs around him as best she could as he began thrusting.

"Oh…" she whimpered.

"Are you okay?" he asked in concern.

"Yeah," she reassured him, "Just.. not used to this, anymore."

"I see." her mate purred quietly. "I'll start slow, then." Sunheart's fur grew warm, embarrassed but relieved.

"Please fill me up, Frosttail. I want to have your kits." she moaned.

The ashen tom moved his hips slowly, letting his mate get accustomed to his member, again. She held him tightly as she did, her breathing unsteady. Soon she was having an easier time, feeling her body relaxing and accepting him more readily.

"You can.. go faster, now." she whispered.

Frosttail buried his head against her neck as he immediately began moving faster, grunting with the effort. The pale she-cat arched her back, pushing her body eagerly back into him. Although she wanted to cry out in pleasure, she bit her tongue. They couldn't risk being caught for something so frivolous. But as her whole body began to shake with Frosttail's energetic movements, she had to let something out.

"Frosttail..." she sighed in ecstasy. "Frosttail! Oh, StarClan."

"Fuck, Sunheart." he moaned into her fur, "I missed you."

"You too." the she-cat gasped.

"You really want my kits?" he asked.

"Yes! Knock me up!" she purred, nearing her climax.

"Yeah, take it-!" Frosttail came, shooting a thick load into his mate. Sunheart errupted in breathy moans, finishing right afterwards.

They lay together a moment longer before knowing they had to part, or their clanmates may become suspicious. They groomed thoroughly and said good-bye, planning to meet again in half a moon.

Moons later, the small pale she-cat stared down at her newly arrived litter. Her perfect, healthy kits, except for one thing: their cross-clan heritage. She felt no shame in that, but it tore her heart up to know they could never know their father. Or at least, not as kits should. They would grow up learning to hate him.

Trying to distract herself, she groomed their ruffled kit-down pelts. Frosttail was right: they would be the best warriors of any clan. With the strength of both clans and loving kin to support them, no cat could ask for more.

She sighed, resting her head on her paws. It would be a long time before she or her kits saw Frosttail.

AN: That's all, folks. Apologies again for being so inconsistent, I've been really uninspiring when it comes to lemons in the last months. But thank you for reading and requesting, and I'll see you in the next chapter!