Mothwing X Leafpool
Includes: FxF
The night was still as the quarter moon hung in the sky, partially obscured by wisps of cloud. A brown tabby she-cat followed the thin pathway that led to a shining pool of water which seemed to hold the very stars in its waters.
The she-cat hesitated at the end of the pathway, for at the edge of the pool, another she-cat sat, gazing into the depths of the water. She had a beautiful dappled golden pelt, ruffled against the creeping leaf-fall chill.
"Mothwing," The tabby meowed quietly. The golden she-cat, Mothwing turned, ears pricked and relief flooding her gaze.
"Leafpool! I didn't think you would come." Mothwing exclaimed as she bounded over to touch noses with Leafpool, who let out a soft purr.
"I almost didn't." Leafpool admitted. "This didn't go so well for me last time." Leafpool gave her chest fur a couple of anxious licks.
"I'm glad you're here." Mothwing told her solemnly, drawing a smile from Leafpool. Together they sat by the edge of the Moonpool and Leafpool pressed herself against Mothwing, burying her face into Mothwing's thick fur.
"Mothwing…" Leafpool whispered, but didn't elaborate. Mothwing turned to her, concerned.
"Whats wrong?" The golden she-cat asked. Leafpool swallowed hard.
"This can't work! It can't, Mothwing, you must understand that." Leafpool pleaded. Though the words were spoken to Mothwing, the plea was directed at StarClan. She had lost everything, her position as a medicine cat, her clans respect, her sons hated her, Hollyleaf, her brilliant, brave daughter was dead, without so much as a body left to bury.
She had not been lying to Hollyleaf when she said she would suffer more if she lived.
"You're a warrior now. And RiverClan has Willowshine. I can step down as a medicine cat and come to ThunderClan, or you can come to RiverClan. Leafpool, I love you, and if you love me too, then I will do whatever I have to do to make it possible for us to be together." Mothwing promised, a hint of desperation seeping into her mew.
Leafpool felt her resistance crumbling and when the golden she-cat leaned forwards to give her a gentle lick, Leafpool did not move away. Hesitantly, Mothwing began to lap at Leafpool's fur with gentle passion.
Leafpool lay down and finally Mothwing reached her legs. The RiverClan she-cat paused, looking at Leafpool for confirmation. Leafpool nodded at her and let out a soft moan as a rough tongue rasped over her core.
Mothwing licked at her core, heat and moisture gathering in Leafpool's pussy. Another moan escaped her as Mothwing dipped her tongue tip inside her, a shock of pleasure shuddering through Leafpool.
"Mothwing. Please…" Leafpool moaned, arousal clouding her mind as she felt the hot breath on her pussy. Mothwing did not disappoint, pushing her tongue into her and drawing it along her walls.
Leafpool out a shuddering breath at the feeling. She bucked her hips, desperate to feel Mothwing's tongue deep inside her.
Mothwing pushed her tongue deeper, licking with more force as Leafpool cried out, breathing fiercely, her fur ruffled. She nibbled the edge of Leafpool's core gently.
"Oh, Mothwing, yes!" Leafpool cried out. Mothwing thrust forwards, her muzzle entering Leafpool's dripping core, exploring the hole with her tongue until she nudged the g-spot with her tongue-tip.
Leafpool yowled Mothwing's name, bucking forwards. Mothwing ran her tongue over the g-spot again, drawing another cry of ecstasy. It was not long before Leafpool came, and her juices poured over Mothwing's face.
They broke apart, panting, eyes shining with love and lust. Leafpool gently cleaned Mothwing's face of the sticky coating.
"It's your turn now." Leafpool murmured in Mothwing's ear. With one paw, she guided Mothwing to lay down, exposing her her already wet core. She rubbed the hole with a paw, stroking it as Mothwing moaned.
Moving her paw away, Leafpool dipped her head and extended her tongue, licking in the way that Mothwing had.
She had only ever mated with Crowfeather before, and that had been rough and passionate. This was very different, gentle and patient, in a way that had not been present in her short time with Crowfeather.
Lapping gently at the warm folds, Leafpool savoured the unique taste of the juices inside Mothwing's core as she caressed the wall with her tongue.
"Leafpool." Mothwing murmured. Leafpool plunged deeper as Mothwing moaned, until she was brushing against the g-spot with every lick, and with a final yowl, Mothwing's juices exploded in Leafpool's face.
Leafpool drew out, and flopped beside Mothwing, who cleaned her face for her as she had done for Mothwing before.
"I've been waiting so long for this." Mothwing admitted. "But I never expected anything to ever happen between us." Leafpool felt her heart crack a little. Mothwing had not had much love in her life. She had never met her father, her mother had left when she was still young and Hawkfrost had seemed to care more for her uses than her as a cat.
"I love you, Mothwing." Leafpool meowed, suddenly desperate that she hear it out load. "I don't know how this is going to work, but we'll make it work somehow." Mothwing looked at her, any words she might have spoken caught in her throat as emotion choked her.
Golden light flittered into the clearing, the stars fading.
"We should go now." Leafpool whispered regretfully. Mothwing nodded.
"We'll meet again though, right?" She asked hesitantly.
"Three nights?" Leafpool replied. Mothwing's eyes glowed with joy.
"It's a date."