Don't mind me. Just getting some stuff off of my back burner.

I'm glad the last chapter was so well received. I wasn't so sure about it haha. Also, totally down to write femdom, if that's what you're referring to, Guest. If you have a pairing in mind let me know.

EDIT 6.10.20/ Whoopsie-doopsie. Thanks for pointing it out, guest.

Tigerclaw x Darkstripe

CONTAINS:

-M/M

-Feminization/Demasculation

Darkstripe's back slammed into the ground with a thud. His cry was cut short as a heavy paw pressed down on his throat and Tigerclaw's shadow loomed over him. His steely eyes glinted in the afternoon sun with an emotion that Darkstripe was extremely familiar with. It made his sheath tighten.

"Shut the fuck up," Tigerclaw snarled. With his free paw, he lifted his back off the ground to press his hardening sheath against his backside.

Darkstripe's cock was already fully unsheathed and bobbing happily over his belly as Tigerclaw's cocktip smeared pre all over his backside. His moans came out choked around the weighted paw.

He could still smell the ThunderClan camp, but Tigerclaw evidently didn't care because the friction only increased. Any doubts Darkstripe had about getting caught quickly vanished with the sensation.

"Please." He squirmed against his teasing tip as it pressed against his asshole only to rub back against it.

"Don't worry. You'll get it." He became more forceful, his cocktip threatening to slip into him at any moment before he pulled back to rub between his balls and against his hard cock.

Darkstripe mewled loudly as he tried to push up into the length to little avail. Tigerclaw hauled his ass higher before poising his cock once more.

No time was wasted as Tigerclaw slipped past his tailring. The hot cock speared deep into him, causing Darkstripe to jolt and shudder around the large intrusion. Tigerclaw used his paw as leverage to lean further forward, sliding himself even deeper.

Claws extended from the paw that curved around his back. The extra grip was used to hoist him higher so Tigerclaw could angle himself better. Darkstripe watched as the monster cock was reeled back before slapping back into him. His body trembled as its broad tip struck deep into him with long, hard strokes.

"Such a nice, tight cunt." Tigerclaw's lips peeled back to reveal his fangs. It made Darkstripe's heart flutter and his body shudder.

He fucked him in earnest, slapping his hips roughly against his ass. Darkstripe's strangled cry was lost completely as the paw gained more weight. His gruff grunts filled the air as he savagely bore into him.

Heat filled him up as his copious pre slid into him. His ass felt stretched and full as the familiar bulk of Tigerclaw's cock rubbed against his walls. Needles thrummed through his legs.

"I'm going to leave your perfect little pussy ruined," he hissed.

"Yes!" Darkstripe gasped. The paw pushed down harder on his throat.

"I said to shut the fuck up."

Each harsh thrust rubbed over a sensitive bundle of nerves hidden deep in him. It made his body shudder uncontrollably, his hips working fruitlessly to work the cock deeper. His pitched mewls were lost to the strong paw on his throat.

"Still as tight as a virgin. Fucking love that about you."

Tigerclaw shuffled closer. Claws raked against Darkstripe's back as he became more violent with his thrusts. His walls stretched to accommodate his vicious rhythm. Darkstripe could feel the large cock beating hotly against his insides.

"You're going to look so pretty covered in my cum," he hummed.

"No," Darkstripe gasped. "Inside. Please." Sharp claws scratched over his skin, leaving angry red marks. He moaned.

"I didn't ask for your opinion, you whore."

Darkstripe nodded as best as he could against the throat hold. He clenched down as hard as he could. There was a stutter in his rhythm as Tigerclaw revelled in the new tightness.

"Fuck," he panted. "You really want it."

"Please," Darkstripe whined. "Please. Breed me."

His claws dug deeper into him as his cock began to beat harder. Darkstripe's whines reached a pitch, the massive prick slamming against his prostate.

But he withdrew himself. His cock dug against his sensitive walls as he dislodged himself. His payload began to fire off mid dismount, coating Darkstripe's backside before he brought it up between his balls to finally rest against his length.

Heavy white strings shot across Darkstripe's upturned body, some with enough velocity to rope across his face, leaving him to whine in protest. It coated his dark fur with the reek of the stronger tom. Darkstripe's cock ached and released a healthy spurt of pre, adding to the mess.

Tigerstar rubbed against him as he emptied his load, the last few strings falling shorter than the rest. His breathing was ragged as he bent down and fastened his teeth into the side of his neck and pushed him onto his belly before he could protest.

"I'm not done with you yet." His voice rumbled with something akin to anger that made Darkstripe's legs go weak. "Goldenflower's been blue balling me for weeks."

Darkstripe found his spine naturally curving up into Tigerclaw's weight as it fell along it. He pushed his rump upwards, shivering with anticipation when he felt the hot rod slip against his asshole. Heavy paws fell on top of his own, pinning them in place as Tigerclaw's hips gyrated against his raised ass, slipping all around his backside.

"Yes," he breathed. "Use me. Please. Fucking break me."

"I didn't ask for permission, slut."

His hard cock found its target and slid back into him once more with ease. It only took a moment to hilt himself, his tip striking hard into him. Darkstripe pushed back against his crotch, his cock pulsing happily as the bulk rubbed against his prostate.

"What a good girl," Tigerclaw cooed, his hot breath tickling his ear. It sent a shiver down his spine.

Heavy balls slapped against his thighs as Tigerclaw's cock drove into him with a new fury. It spread him open wider than he thought possible. Warmth pooled into his stomach.

A harsh tug choked off one of his moans, before pushing his face back down into the dirt. The teeth dug deeper into his scruff as Tigerclaw's hips snapped against his. It all became too much for Darkstripe. With a garbled moan, his hips began to jut into the air as his orgasm ripped through him.

Jizz jettisoned from his buoying cock, spraying across the grass and his underbelly. His body tensed as the knot in his stomach tightened.

"Oh, fuck." Tigerclaw's paws moved to grab at his inner thighs. He used the extra grip to bring back Darkstripe's rump into his strokes.

After a few rough humps, his jaw clenched, his teeth piercing his scruff and drawing blood. The pain made Darkstripe squirm and gasp. The hot cock beat hard against his walls before painting them white.

"Fuck. Yes." Darkstripe's mouth hung open as the heat filled him.

Tigerclaw continued to rut him as he spilled himself deep. With little whines and gasps, Darkstripe ground back against his lazy thrusts.

"That's it. You know what you want. Good girl." A soothing paw smoothed over his belly.

Whining, Darkstripe flexed around his cock, prompting a few more measly spurts. Once he was fully spent, Tigerclaw withdrew himself. His jizz spilled out after him, crawling down Darkstripe's inner thighs.

He licked over the wound he had left before dismounting, leaving Darkstripe to fall forward into his own mess. He lay there panting for a few moments before turning over onto his side.

Tigerclaw's cock was already retreating back into its sheath. He was sitting back on his haunches, rasping a tongue over his chest fur.

Darkstripe took a deep breath of their sex scent, revelling in the afterglow. Eventually, he sat himself up to groom over his belly. The jizz matted down his fur in awkward ways, but was quickly dispatched with an experienced tongue. He savored the taste of Tigerclaw on his tongue.

"I'm heading back." Tigerclaw rose to his paws, his gaze lingering on Darkstripe for only a few moments more before finding interest in a bush.

His heart dropped. "Oh. Okay."

Their routine was never any different, but it didn't help the disappointment that rose in his belly. As he turned to leave, Darkstripe struggled to sit up properly in a poor attempt to hide his sulking form.

"Love you," he called after his retreating form.

A flick of the tabby tail was his only response before it disappeared into a thicket. Another typical response. He swallowed his heavy heart, convincing himself that the strong tabby must share some sentiment for him. Why else would he bother with him? Why else would he indulge him like this? He tossed the thoughts aside, breathing in deep to clear his mind, indulging in the heavy sex scent, before he leaned back on his haunches to finish grooming himself.

Darkstripe's such a simp smh