Thank you, guests, for the sweet words! Though, I'm far from being the best anything on this site. There're plenty of writers on here that are much better than me haha :p
If anyone has any kinks/fetishes they'd like to see in later fics, let me know and I'll see what I can do. I want to put my content warning bit to some good use.
Anyway, Needletail is a terrible person and I love her for that.
EDIT 3.26.20/ Much like that dude from Hamilton, I can never be satisfied.
Needletail x Violetpaw
CONTAINS:
-F/F
-F/Solo
-Rimming
-Watersport
-Humiliation(?)
There were so many more cats than the last time. That was the first thing Violetpaw had noticed when she came back to the rogue camp. The myriad of smells was like hitting a brick wall.
And it only seemed to be growing. It wasn't unordinary for her to see a new cat milling about the camp. It made Violetpaw nervous. The idea of leaving again had sprung up, but she threw it away. Needletail needed her, especially after losing Rain.
The memory of Rain's torn throat made her stomach churn. It was the first time she had ever seen something like that. The nightmares that sprung from the scene were plentiful and grotesque.
She shook away the image. Now wasn't the time for self pity. If this is how it was affecting her, she knew Needletail was taking it that much harder. She had really liked him, Violetpaw knew, even if she defended Darktail's judgement whenever the topic was brought up.
She was keeping up her signature, cool demeanor, but Violetpaw caught the nervous glances she stole towards Darktail's den. The nightmares that shook through her body at night. It broke her heart seeing her friend starting to crumble.
Which is why she was doing her utmost to be there for ger Though, it was hard to find her lately. Ever since Darktail had struck down Rain in the middle of camp, she'd become like a ghost. She would flit in and out of camp without so much as a word. She may have been acting weird before, but this was wholly new.
The few times Violetpaw did catch her, she'd slip away with some excuse. So, when she spotted her pelt through the throng of rogues, she decided she wouldn't let her go without a proper explanation.
"Needletail!" she called out before she could disappear again. She wondered if she imagined her flinching.
"Violetpaw," she responded, though she didn't meet her eyes. Instead, she flitted them around the camp. Her claws were peeking from her paws, as if expecting an attack.
Sympathy flooded her heart. "I was thinking about hunting, if you wanted to come with me," she offered as nonchalant as she could.
She shuffled her paws. "I kind of have my own stuff to do," she half-mumbled and tried to step around her.
"Wait!" Violetpaw stepped in her way, foregoing the embarrassment of having shouted so loud. She lowered her voice. "I just want to help. Please," she added quickly.
Her eyes widened, then swung off to the side. Teeth skimmed over her lip. Uncertainty.
"I want to help," she reasserted.
It felt like a lifetime before she nodded, albeit it with immense hesitation. Her gaze flickered to a group of cats nearby, toms with leery eyes, before ushering her forwards with a pat of her tail. Without words, she directed Violetpaw out of camp.
The smell of camp faded as the two wandered. It was like a breath of fresh air without the rogue scents clogging her sinuses. It was nice to just smell the trees and prey. And Needletail. Though, right now, she noted, she smelled very odd.
Her nostrils flared to drink in her scent. It was muted underneath a peculiar, cool and sweet smell that stung at the back of her throat. It brought up dusty memories of Puddleshine and his herb storage.
She wasn't given much more time to think on it, as she nearly collided with Needletail, who was doing a quick check of the surroundings. Whatever she found must have been satisfactory, because her shoulders slouched. Violetpaw could see the tension leaving her body.
"Thank you," she murmured, catching Violetpaw by surprise. "It's not going to be weird, is it?"
Violetpaw quirked an ear. "Of course not. We're friends. I'm always happy to help you."
A breath of relief. Needletail pressed an appreciative nose against her shoulder. "I can't believe you picked up on it," she sighed as she trailed away, briefly sniffing at a tree. "I thought I was doing a good job hiding it. I even rolled in mint."
So that's what the smell was. Taking another whiff, she could indeed remember what Puddleshine had called it. When she was about to open her mouth to ask exactly what rolling in mint had to do with rain, her heart dropped.
Needletail was leaned back against the tree she had been sniffing at. Her legs were splayed wide, showing off her bright pink pussy. Before she could be accused of looking, Violetpaw whipped her head to the side, finding interest in a shrivelling shrub.
"You can look," she said, almost like a command.
There were rocks jostling around in her head. Unable to keep a thought straight for any longer than a mere moment, her instinct was to listen. So, with a deliberate speed, she turned her head back to look at Needletail's exposed vagina.
It felt like needles were stuck in her throat. "S-Shouldn't we talk about Rain?"
Needletail stiffened. "Rain? What about Rain?"
"The reason you've been acting weird," Violetpaw stammered out. "Right?" She was starting to doubt herself, her voice growing weaker with her confidence.
Her head tilted back, though she made no move to cover herself. "Dear StarClan, I am so stupid."
"No, you're not," Violetpaw was quick to interject. She was the stupid one, evidently.
"It isn't about Rain." She took in a breath, her face contemplative for a moment, before releasing it in a loud sigh. Using a pawz she gestured to her wet pussy. "I'm in heat."
It clicked for Violetpaw. Why she kept acting like some cat was going to jump her. The rogues at camp held little to no regard for other cats, it wouldn't be such a farfetched idea that they might try to rape someone.
"Usually, I'd just have Rain help me. But, well…" she trailed off, her mouth stretching into a grimace for only a moment. "And everyone else thinks I'm a traitor. I can't trust them."
Violetpaw couldn't tear her eyes away from Needletail's display. So, that would explain that. It made her pelt tingle awkwardly, but, if she could help...
"Okay," Violetpaw finally whispered. "I'll help you."
Shock rippled across Needletail's features, but she suppressed it quickly. Violetpaw felt much the same. Something akin to a knot began to twist together her stomach.
"Listen, it's okay if you don't want to," she said, her eyes brimming with her skepticism. "I got the wrong signals. It's whatever. I can deal with it myself." Her legs began to fold back over as she made to sit herself up.
"No, no," Violetpaw said hurriedly as she took a step forward. With a brazen paw, she stopped her. "I want to help." At this point, it felt like she was trying to convince herself.
Needletail held her gaze for a second longer, before giving a vague nod. Either she didn't notice Violetpaw's anxious quiver, or she didn't care. She convinced herself it was the former.
"Alright." She dragged the word out slowly as she spread her legs again. The area was already matted. Suddenly, her heat scent was much more noticeable. It rose into Violetpaw's nose, exciting some primal desire.
A haze reached up into her brain. Immediately, her own haunches grew hot. Her tongue felt incredibly dry, ushering her to wet itself on the gleaming lips. Her heart pounded against her chest.
"Hello?I don't have all day." Needletail's snipped words cut through her tumultuous thoughts. "Staring at it isn't going to help anything."
"Right. Sorry."
It smelled good. That was the first thing she noticed when she dipped down toward her cunt. Its scent was hot and heavy and full, and distinctly Needletail's..
Knowing full well how thin Needletail's patience was, she stuck her tongue out to lick at the edges of the puffy red lips. Wetness met her tongue, the taste much like the scent, and it excited her body. Heat rolled down her spine to add to the growing excitement in her hindquarters. Her breathing came quicker.
Needletail jolted at the contact. Taking that as a good sign, she slid her rough tongue over the exposed lips a couple of more times. Shivers of appreciation met her muscle.
"Is that good?" she asked as she slipped her tongue around her jowls.
"I'm in heat," she huffed. "Everything feels good. Just, do whatever you do to get yourself off."
Her ears burned. "How did you know I do that?"
"Everyone does it, and you're far too shy to ask a tom for help." A knowing smile tugged at her lips. "Though, maybe it's more so that you're not interested in toms?"
They burned hotter.
"Pussy got your tongue?" she almost cackled. "It's okay. I'm not weirded out by it. Well, maybe a little. I think I heard you say your sister's name, once."
"You watched me?" Violetpaw panted. A shiver ran through her body as she imagined it, Needletail hiding behind a bush. Maybe with a paw slinking down her body.
Needletail must have noticed. Her eyes lidded. "Do you like knowing that? Yeah. I've seen you a couple of times. Out in the woods. Alone."
Her thighs constricted, pushing her snout against the warm pussy. Its musk rubbed all over her nose, clogging her senses and robbing herself of any ability to respond. Whining appreciatively, Violetpaw dipped into the folds.
It was met with an appreciative sound.
"I watched you play with yourself," she murred. "Heard you begging and saw you lapping at the air like a kit, wishing it was a nice, hot pussy."
Her legs tightened around her neck, threatening her air. It made Violetpaw's heart race. She reached a paw back to stroke at her own leaking lips, moaning into Needletail's saturated folds. Her pelt felt like it was on fire.
"I wonder what they did in those fantasies of yours." Her voice was husky and alluring. "I wonder what you had them doing that made you cum so quickly. You never did last long."
Gleaming, curious eyes met hers.
"Tell me."
"They made me their little play thing," Violetpaw panted as she pulled away. "They choked me. Sat on me. Made me jerk off for them."
"What a dirty girl." Her expression was pure contentment. "I bet that's not even the half of it, though."
Violetpaw shuddered against her paw. Her fantasies were resurfacing. Shame burned under her skin, but it fueled her stroking paw.
A gentle paw laid on her head, making Violetpaw's heart jump. It guided her lower, away from her swelling lips, to her tailhole.
"Lick it." Needletail pressed her nose against it, swarming her nostrils with its scent. "Be a good girl and lick it."
Violetpaw didn't think twice before stroking her tongue along her asshole. It was strong, just as she had imagined it would be. An intense shudder rode through her body as she lapped at it.
"That's it. You love licking my ass, don't you?"
"I do," she gasped, nearly smothering from the heat. Drool dripped from the puckered hole. Her drool.
"You better make sure it's nice and clean."
Paws gripped the side of her head without warning, smooshing her snout into her assfur. Gasping, she licked at the puckered hole again before bringing her lips to it and slipping her tongue inside. Heat and musk met her tastebuds.
"Good girl," she cooed.
The praise made her pussy throb. Her hips pushed down into her paw as it viciously rubbed around her clit. Another moan pushed through her throat, muffled by Needletail's asshole.
Needletail released her head to attend to her own needs. Violetpaw watched as she smoothed her paw over her puffy lips, flicking at her plump clit before teasing at her entrance. Not about to disappoint, Violetpaw did her best to messily eat out her ass.
She slurped at her ring, curling her tongue up to press and lick at her walls. Quiet whimpers broke from her throat, her nose filled with her heat and other, strong scents. Just as she had fantasised.
"I wonder how many times you jerked off to eating out ass," she said, her breathing a little heavier. "I hope it tastes as good as you thought it would."
It did, she thought shamelessly. The heavy, earthen taste sent endorphins bristling through her skull.
"Did you ever think of me?" Needletail puffed. "I'm sure you did. I'm sure you came so hard thinking about all the things you wanted me to do to you."
Needletail's paw worked faster, producing wet, sloppy noises as she jerked herself off over her head. She let out a low gasp as Violetpaw scraped at her walls. Her excitement was trickling down onto her muzzle, exciting her senses.
It was easy to remember all the degrading things fantasy-Needletail had done to her. The demeaning words flooded her ears, fueling her paw. The knot was tightening in her stomach.
"I bet I know what else I did in those nasty fantasies," she murmured as she used two pawtoes to spread her lips open. Violetpaw watched with a hammering heart as Needletail leaned her head back, and with a small motion, began to piss.
The musky liquid rolled down over Violetpaw's head. It sunk into her fur and dribbled over her muzzle. Its heavy scent flooded her sinuses. She was helpless against the onslaught, Needletail's commanding paw making sure she kept her head buried between her cheeks.
Needletail continued to rub herself off as her urine stained her. Her paw rubbed faster as the last few spurts rolled over Violetpaw's face. Finally, she let go of her head. With a gasp, Violetpaw pulled back, only to have her head slammed into her pussy again.
With a reckless abandon, Needletail grinded herself all across Violetpaw's helpless face, who had to use her paws to keep herself from toppling over, leaving her own needs devoid of attention.
The hot pussy trailed all over her face, smearing her with its strong scent. She reached out a tongue to lap at what skin she could make contact with, desperate for any taste she could get.
Strong thighs came up to squeeze around Violetpaw's neck, securing her in place. Needletail's breathing grew heavier. Claws came out to scratch at her scalp, shudders passing through her legs.
Violetpaw whimpered as her hips rocked back against nothing, wishing desperately for any form of release. She was just on the precipice. The denial only made her leak faster.
With a particularly violent hump, she felt hot liquid begin to splash over her. Violetpaw struggled pathetically against her hold, but could ultimately do nothing as she was used like a rag, hot she-cum streaking across her face.
Once her shudders died down, Needletail released her head. Violetpaw didn't move.
"That was fucking amazing," Needletail huffed. Glazed eyes found their focus on her. A lazy smile stretched across her face.
Violetpaw nodded meekly, still incredibly horny. She could feel the trickle of her own excitement down her legs.
"Thank you for that," she grunted as she righted herself, forcing Violetpaw off of her. Her chest was still heaving with her ragged breath.
"Is that it?" she asked. "Are you going to be okay now?"
She looked pensive. "It'll help the smell, at least, I think." Her shoulders heaved in a shrug. "I've never done anything with a she-cat."
Violetpaw chest sunk. "So I didn't even help."
"You did." Needletail gave a smile, a small one, but one that made Violetpaw's heart melt. "You showed me that I still have a friend."
"Anything you need, at any time." Violetpaw tried to look taller- more proud. "I'll always be there for you, Needletail."
"I know that now." She almost reached forward to press their cheeks together, but caught herself.
But the gesture was enough for Violetpaw. It felt like she was flying, like the ground was miles below her. Some emotion fluttered in her stomach.
"Are you going to need any help cleaning up?" she asked, though her muzzle was scrunched. Obviously, she didn't like the idea.
Violetpaw almost opened her mouth to accept anyway, before realizing how selfish that would be. This was her idea to begin with. It wouldn't be fair to ask anything of Needletail. Guilt surged through her for even considering it.
"I can handle it just fine," she assured her. "Don't worry about it."
Relief swamped her features. "I'll see you back at camp, then." She flitted her tail along her side in a friendly farewell before stalking off back towards camp.
Violetpaw watched her leave, a giddiness bubbling in her paws. A small stream nearby assisted in removing the urine that had crusted into her fur. Dealing with the aftermath made ber stomach churn, but the memory of the marking made her legs burn.
Which brought her attention back to her own needy cunt. Even now, it's heat was sweltering and distracting. She had hoped the walk to the stream would help clear it up.
Laying up against the same tree the Needletail used, the one that still smelled like her, she let her eyes fall shut. Her paw easily found its mark; her hard, sensitive clit. Needletail's musk was still rich on her tongue, and she suddenly regretted washing off her marking. With her other paw she pinched at her nipples.
Needles thrummed through her legs as they jutted up into her harsh pawstrokes. She imagined it was Needletail instead. Cruel, glittering eyes watching her as she squirmed under her touch. She loved watching her squirm.
With a little apprehension, she unsheathed her claws to stroke at the vulnerable nub. The feeling of the sharp talons running along her exposed flesh sent an excited shudder through her body.
Malicious teeth flashed through her dark grin as she ran her claws across her vulnerable nub. Violetpaw had to resist humping, knowing full well how quickly it would slice her. It made her pussy burn hotter.
"Oh, StarClan, yes," she breathed.
Hot breath rolled across her ears as fantasy-Needletail leaned in closer. Lips moved in silent words; praise, maybe. Scorn. Disgust.
Her breath hitched in her throat. Hips rose off the ground to press harder into her paw.
Teeth grazed across her throat, skimming over her tilted neck. They pressed against her skin for only a moment, just long enough to let her know she was helpless. A quick bite is all it would take. Whiskers grazed against her cheek as she raised her muzzle to her opposite ears.
Honeyed words flowed from her mouth; this time praise, maybe. A reminder that she cares for her. The she loves her.
Violetpaw choked back her whimper as she came, hot, creamy fluids bathing her paw. Her hips stuttered up into its harsh rhythm for a little while longer before her orgasm tapered out.
She was left with her smell clinging to her paw and her chest struggling to level her breathing. She'd had orgasms before, but never that powerful. Her legs were still shaking. Her friend's scent still hung in the air.
But, she was much more than a friend.
She'd been running from it ever since she realized it. The harsh rhythm her heart took up whenever Needletail was close by wasn't something ordinary. Nor were the dreams or fantasies that plagued her like flies.
It was the reason she came back to the rogue camp, though at the time she convinced herself otherwise. She had been angry when she found out she and Rain were mates, and angrier still when Needletail divided their attention so unevenly. But she didn't blame Needletail. Rain was loyal. He had never betrayed her like Violetpaw had.
Shaking her pelt of the clinging emotions, she took in a deep breath to settle her thoughts. It would be stupid to expect Needletail to ever reciprocate the feelings, she knew, even if she desperately wished otherwise, even with Rain out of the picture. She didn't deserve to have them reciprocated. Not after everything she'd put her through.
It felt like an hour before she felt confident enough in her leg's strength. Even then, they threatened to crumple as she straightened up.
Taking a few moments to groom over her ruffled belly fur, she organized her thoughts about before heading to camp. Needletail would never doubt her loyalty again, she swore silently.
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