Someone expressed interest in this, so I thought I would write up a chapter on it.
Prequel-ish to Cloudpaw x A Mouse.
Includes: Interspecies Necrophilia. Rape. Attempted Nonconsensual Somnophilia. Blood. Somewhat Consensual towards the end.
Cloudpaw dove through piles upon piles of fallen golden and brown leaves, purring loudly as they flew up and scattered around her. She'd spent all morning building up the piles, and her paws were sore, but in the end it was worth it for the fun.
The short days between the end of greenleaf and the beginning of leaffall were warm, sunny and mostly carefree. Herbs were still growing, the bitter cold was still far off. It wasn't uncommon for younger cats around the lake to spend their days playing, as Cloudpaw was.
Though it was lonely. Cloudpaw was the only apprentice in Thunderclan, after her brothers Mintpaw and Dewpaw had passed a moon ago. Both were lost to a ravenous fox while they were out hunting. By time their patrol had realized their absences, it had been too late.
Cloudpaw remembered the battered and torn up bodies the patrol had brought back. She did not believe at the time that they were her brothers, but eventually she had come to terms with it. With a shudder she shook away the gorey memory and began to pad up towards the river between Thunderclan and Shadowclan for a drink.
The sun was slowly setting as she approached the water, a warm breeze passing through. Cloudpaw didn't quite want to go back to camp yet, so once she had drank her fill, she continued upriver. She eventually came to what appeared to be a fallen log that cut accross the river. Curiously, she leaped up and crossed over into Shadowclan territory.
As soon as she was on the other side, doubt and instant regret spread through her. She knew she shouldn't be there, but at the same time, the risk was exciting. The pine trees that towered over her smelled odd, like a sweet bitterness. Beads of sap glistened on the trunks, sparkling in the orange light of the sun.
She never could have expected an enemy territory to look so beatiful. From nurserytales, she had always expected Shadowclan land to be dark and gloomy.
As she continued onwards, she approached a small stoney rock pile. With an excited pep to her paws she quickly bound upwards on it, amazed once she'd reach the top. She had a clear view into the trees, and could even see the lake from it. She'd been so invested she hadn't heard it, until a particularly loud sound stole her attention.
It sounded nearby, probably just beneath her. Curiously she crept to the edge and peered downwards, shocked to see a little area within the rocks, hidden perfectly by the stoney walls. And in that area, a large ginger tabby tom.
Of course she took a moment to reconize the Shadowclan tom, she had only seen him once before on a patrol. Though Cloudpaw knew it now having had a second to think, it was Tigerstep, the Shadowclan deputy. But what was he doing..?
He was crouched awkwardly over what appeared to be a.. fox? But, it wasn't moving. Now that she saw it, she could smell it. The very faint smell of fox, and the very strong smell of death. Its whole body was splayed out awkwardly, besides it's rear end which was where Tigerstep was. He was kind of on top of it? Moving oddly.
Cloudpaw tried to peek over more to see what he was doing, but the stone beneath her paws dislodged a bit. Her heart skipped a beat and she jeered back, though she lost her footing and quickly tumbled downwards. She crashed into the tom with a loud wail, both of pain and fear.
"Shit-" Tigerstep yanked away from the dead fox and tumbled backwards, bumping into the wall with an awkward hiss, "Who the hell are you?!"
Cloudpaw sat up, face flushed with fear and embarressment, mostly the latter. Her head hung low as she faced the tom.
"Cloudpaw of Thunderclan.. and before you get mad I'm super sorry for tresspassing!! If you let me go I promise I'll never do it again!" Cloudpaw wailed, crouching low with her paws over her head. Tigerstep looked taken aback, worriedly looking at the fox corpse, then quickly hushing her when her wails grew louder.
"Okay okay, first off, lower your voice! I'm not mad!" He rustled forward and awkwardly patted her head. She soon quieted down, moving her paws away to look at him with her wide eyes.
"You're not..?" When Tigerstep shook his head no, she calmed down. Cloudpaw completely moved her paws away and sat up, flustered.
"Now tell me, Cloudpaw of Thunderclan, how did you get here.." he looked again at the fox corpse before continuing, "and how much did you see?"
Cloudpaw hurriedly explained her day to him, maybe sharing a bit too much, like stubbing her toe when she was gathering leaves, and the fallen log she had used to cross over.
"Then when I was on the rock pile I heard something and looked down and saw you with the fox!" Tigerstep tensed up at that but she didnt seem to notice and continued, "so I was curious, because I've never seen a fox up close! But then I lost my footing and fell in and now here we are!"
"How much did you see? I mean, with the fox and I?" Tigerstep queeried slowly.
"Actually I didn't see much! Only when you were sort of hunched over it, like this..?" She mimicked his earlier movements, holding an awkward stance over the fox corpse's rear end, gripping its cold ribs with front paws, and hind legs positioned on either sides of its buttocks.
"Then like this?" Without knowing the severity behind her actions, Cloudpaw began to passionately hump her vagina against the dead fox's asshole. She didn't know what she was to get out of this, but heat quickly spread in her nether regions, shuddering to a stop.
"No no, continue." Tigerstep demanding, them quickly changed his demeanor, "I mean, please, continue. It is very important!"
Cloudpaw looked reluctant to do as demanded, but didn't want to get in trouble with the Shadowclan tom. She nodded once and continued, holding as tightly as she can and bounced her vagina against the dead fox asshole. It felt super weird, warm and almost tingly. Heat quickly approached and she again stopped with violent shudders, collasping forward onto the fox's back.
Meanwhile Tigerstep crouched behind her, paws all over his large erection. He couldnt believe it, he'd just seen a virgin apprentice fuck a dead fox. It was like, all of his fantasies and kinks at once. He cummed quickly, shooting onto the ground just behind the apprentice, then quickly scuffing dirt over it. With a low purr he waiting for Cloudpaw to come down from the high that followed her orgasm.
It didn't take long for her to get up shakily to her paws. Tigerstep faked concern and rushed forward to help her up.
"Are you okay? Do you feel ill?" He pushed her down so she sat beside the corpse, winding around a bit to sit beside her.
"I-i don't know, that's never happened before..!" Cloudpaw stammered, looking up at him with wide eyes. The look he gave her in return was odd, somewhat serious, but the ends of his mouth curved up a bit in a very slight grin.
"Maybe you should lie down for a while. I'll go catch you some prey, and you rest here. How does that sound?" Tigerstep cooed, gently stroking her back with his tail.
"I would love to.. but I should get back to my clan! I've already been gone all day, they must be worried..!" Cloudpaw attempted to get up but he quickly shot up and gently nudged her back down.
"Don't worry. You really do not look well, I beg of you, get some rest, and I'll talk to your leader myself when you return home. I promise, I will not let you get in any trouble with either of our clans."
"Really? You'd do that?" Cloudpaw's eyes widened, hope flickering in her emotions.
"Of course. As a deputy, I care a lot for you young cats." Young she-cats especially.
"O-okay! Thank you..!" Cloudpaw lightly pressed her muzzle against his and slowly laid where she was, and was out within a few heartbeats.
Tigerstep nearly burst out laughing. It had just been too easy! He leaped out of the den, as part of his usual routine, he covered the entrance with layers of branches. He then turned away to head back to camp, a plan forming in his twister mind.
...
Tigerstep returned to the den a while after moonhigh. Since leaving earlier that evening, he had returned to camp, organized night patrols, ate prey with his mate, gather supplies for his plan, wait for night patrols to return, and then left once everycat had fallen asleep.
He had bundled his supplies in a moss ball, less suspicious in case any cat happened to see him. He approached the den slowly, pleased to see it mostly undisturbed. No cat had entered or left it, meaning she was still inside.
He brushed through a small gap, pleased to see the apprentice still dead asleep. She'd be sleeping for a while.
Tigerstep unbundled his stuff. A small, dead vole was the first thing he brought out. The heat from its body was long gone, since he had caught it before having eaten with his mate.
The other things were a small leaf pouch, full of poppy seeds, and a long, smooth stick. He had stripped the bark off of the stick ages ago, planning to had used it with his mate, but this was a better option. He then began to put some things together.
While he had been working with his stuff, Tigerstep had not heard the stirring or awakening of Cloudpaw. She now watched him with wide, curious eyes.
"Tigerstep..?" He jumped in surprise, looking down at her wide eyes with a slight grin.
"Morning. Or, night? Since ya know, you slept all evening."
"O-oh! Sorry! I didn't mean to sleep that long..!" Cloudpaw stammered, sitting up awkwardly hunched in the corner.
"Heyy sh. Calm down, I brought you some prey to eat and when you're done, you can go home." Tigerstep loomed ominously over her, holding the vole in his paw that was stretched out to her.
Cloudpaw looked at him in confusion. Surely, as deputy, he should have chased her off by now, right? But why had he let her sleep so long, and now even brought her prey? It was suspicious.
"N-no thanks.. I'll just get back to camp now.." Cloudpaw slowly stepped around him, relieved when he made no immediate movement, but that was short lived.
Quickly he slammed against her, pushing her small frame into the wall. She let out a small wail of pain, which turned into a shriek when her dragged her down and shoved her into the ground. He then plopped the vole down in front of her face.
"I insist that you eat." He growled, pinning her down beneath him. Cloudpaw was shaking, paws trembling and a wail rising in her throat. His stomach felt uncomfortably hot on her back, pressing her down firmly.
"P-please..! You said I wouldn't get in trouble..!" Cloudpaw tried to struggle out from under him but to no avail.
"In trouble with our clans, sure. Never said shit about me though." Tigerstep sneered, using a paw to push her muzzle down into the dirt, "I'd eat it if I were you.. think of it as a gift from me. Otherwise this will hurt. A lot."
Cloudpaw didn't know what he'd meant, nor did she really care. She continued to struggle and wail, calling out feebly for help once or twice, but whenever she did he would slam her face back into the ground. She eventually stopped trying to call for help.
"Not going to eat it? Fine. You deserve this then, bitch." He kicked the vole away and grabbed her scruff between her jaws, lifting her up and slamming her back down, but on her back this time with her stomach exposed.
Quick like lightning he leaped back ontop of her. Once again she was beneath him, his stomach pressed against hers. Something else too.
"You really should have eaten it." He hissed once, lunging down and biting her neck very loosely as to not hurt her, but she was going to hurt anyways.
She was stuck still beneath him, only able to occasionally twitch. Suddenly the tom on top began to slowly roll his hips in between her hind legs, an uncomfortably hot and prickly thing poked at her private.
Cloudpaw kicked and struggled but his grip on her remained tight, the poking against her vagina increased rapidly into sharp repeatedive jabs until suddenly, a piercing pain below as he stabbed deep into her.
The fluffy she-cat gave a deafening screech as he entered her, instantly spearing right through her hymen, the barbs on his thick erection tore her walls.
He waiting it out, glaring at her with emotionless narrowed eyes as her wails dragged on. He didn't know if it was respect or concern but Tigerstep didn't dare move while she cried. He didn't know sex hurt the she-cat so much on her first time, so a small part of him was completely startled by this reaction.
"Its okay.." he gave an awkward mumble, gently licking her face and muzzle. Tears continued to stream from her eyes, but the wails eventually started to die down into quiet sniffles, until they completely stopped after a few long minutes.
He continued to slowly groom her neck and chest fur, listening to her heartbeat slow down and quiet whimpers. Though the whole time he took care of Cloudpaw, his cock twitched and pulsed inside her, the erection becoming painful for him to bear. Her intense heat squealched around him, tightening and releasing over and over as it tried to accomodate to his size.
"I'm going to move now, okay?" Suddenly her eyes widened again and she let out frantic no's and shakes of her head.
"Please please no! It hurts! It hurts too much!" Cloudpaw's tears began again, wettening the fur around her eyes.
"The pain won't last long." Tigerstep muttered in response, licking her cheek once more, grimacing at the salty tang of her tears.
Ignoring her futile pleas for him to stop, Tigerstep began to move again. He slowly eased himself deeper into her, gasping at the pleasurable sensation, the same one that made the she-cat beneath him sob.
"You're so.. tight.." he groaned, pushing forward still until his balls pressed against her folds. He stopped, completely hilted inside of her.
Cloudpaw's crying hadn't stopped, but were less extreme at this point. He placed his front paws on her chest and pushed just a bit, slowly pulling himself out of her, then diving back in. His thrusts were slow, deep. Each one sent a shiver down his spine.
As his slow thrusts in and out of her continued, Cloudpaw began to get used to the feeling as the pain subsided. It still wasn't pleasurable for the apprentice, but it wasn't exactly painful anymore either. It was hot, like fire inside of her.
"Y-you can.. go faster..." Cloudpaw suggested quietly, somehow sensing the tom on top slowly lose his satisfaction with the slow thrusts. Surprise lit his eyes then he grinned, nuzzling her neck.
"I told you, the pain wouldn't last long." Tigerstep purred. He then began to speed up, his balls slapping against her folds with each thrust. Cloudpaw shuddered, letting out faint and incipherable murmurs. She felt his claws lightly poke into her chest just barely light enough to not draw blood.
His panting grew heavy as his thrusts grew more eratic, going from neat and deep to quick and sloppy. His claws in her chest now drew tiny beads of blood that made her wince. Cloudpaw felt no pleasure, only discomfort but didn't even try to move away. She knew by now that struggling was futile.
It felt odd, to say the least. He glided in and out of her, it was hot inside her and she felt empty whenever he'd pull out. There was nothing pleasurable about it to her, but his groans made it obvious that he loved it.
Very shortly into her thinking, Tigerstep's speed drastically increased. He no longer bothered to pull out and kept slapping their rears, desperate to get deeper when he couldnt. With a quick pull out and a quicker thrust in, Cloudpaw felt something very hot and wet pour into her. She couldnt help but moan, suddenly surprised to feel such a thing inside her. (A/N; Wink wink, kink awakened?)
Tigerstep remained on top of her, still pushing their pelvises together as if he could get any deeper. By now Cloudpaw's chest was incredibly bloody, though neither of them noticed or really cared. He very sloppily lapped at her cheek, slowly rolling his hips into hers. Cloudpaw remained on a high, her vagina more hot than she could ever imagine with his cum inside her.
"D-damn." Tigerstep nuzzled against her a bit, slowly coming down. He hated to admit it but in all his years of fucking his mate and dead animals, that was the best cum of his life. Cloudpaw lay oddly limp below him, breathing of course but in huffy puffs that borderlined on moans. "You good kid?"
"Huh..? Oh. Yeah." Cloudpaw responded in gaps, carefully shifting about. Her chest: bloody. Claws: torn and sore from trying to escape. Vagina? Fucking full of cum. And yet to her surprise, she felt no pain. Just warm. "Can you pull out already?"
"Oh shit, of course." Tigerstep's face flushed in near embaressment. He had expected her to cry or be angry, but the little 'paw was weirdly calm. Tigerstep weakly thrust forward two or three times then eased his flacid cock out of her vagina. His emotions were conflicted as he watched her bend around and lick his cum out of herself. He was satisfied, but didn't want this to end.
In an attempt to make amends, he silently nudged her head away and took it's place. He gently slid his tongue between her folds and poked around until it slid into her little hole. Cloudpaw was confused but shuddered to feel his muscle enter her. The shudder was followed by moans and he lapped and sucked his own semen out of her. She instinctively fell back and back arched as Tigerstep ate her out. It was quick, and gentle and soon, Cloudpaw moaned loudly as she came on his tongue. Panting, her eyes opened and she glanced down to see her own juices, tinged white with his cum, dribble down his muzzle.
Tigerstep pulled away and grinned at her.
"You should get going now- unless you want to stay? I'll bring you prey, and make sure no one finds this place. It'd be good for both of us- we could do this every night."
Cloudpaw hesitated, and then shook her head.
"You violated me.. I cant forget that. Even if it did feel.. good.. and, I have to get back to my clan. I'm the only apprentice there and they'll be looking for me.. I don't want to worry my mom too much." Cloudpaw got to her paws and stared at the tom with an unreadable expression. Neither happy or sad, but somehow content.
"I understand-here. I'll help you out." Tigerstep quickly shot up a bit and reached down to help her climb up by nibbling her scruff. It was an odd process but eventually, she was out and the two made a silent journey to the border.
"See you around, 'paw." Tigerstep watched her retreat over the fallen log and into her territory. Cloudpaw glanced back once and waved goodbye with her paw, then took off running.
Cloudpaw made it several tail lengths into the land before she abruptly stopped and shivered. With a brief hesitance, she reached a paw down with sheathed claws and prodded at her soaked pussy. Despite the dead fox, the pain, her bloodied chest.. Cloudpaw was horny as hell.
So thats that!
Im not entirely pleased with this one, but it was a story I definitely wanted to write. I plan to return to this pairing eventually, but that depends on the reviews, and whatever else I can get done first.