Love requested by Tina Vainamoinen!
Jessy shifted into a hunting crouch, placing each paw lightly before her gaze scanned the ground for anything that could scare the mouse away. The mouse nibbled on a nut beside the tree roots, seeming to be unaware of the danger creeping up on it.
Her tail was dragging behind her, creating a shuffling noise. Before she could pounce, the mouse shot it's head up, scampering off with it's tail between it's legs. She pounced on thin air, cursing the mouse under her breath.
"Fox-dung.." She shook her head in disbelief, huffing to herself. She felt something poke at her shoulder, turning around with her fur bristling. Her fur flattened on her shoulders when she realized it was just Bramblestar's tail laying over her shoulders.
"Bramblestar! You scared me!" She exclaimed, her fur burning hotly. Bramblestar chuckled, licking the brown she-cat's cheek softly.
It had been moons since Jessy joined ThunderClan. She felt welcomed by Bramblestar especially. It was hard to not ignore these gentle eyes that almost seemed to sweep her off her feet.
"Since when were you scared of me?" He teased, brushing his fur against her pelt. Jessy almost flinched at his touch, feeling embarrassed. It was a bit unexpected for the ThunderClan leader treat her differently than his Clanmates, especially when they're alone.
He had a mixture of confusement and puzzlement on his face, but said nothing. He stroked his tail along her back, causing her to shudder at the touch.
Jessy licked his shoulder, pressing her fur against his. She closed her eyes, lost in his comfort and warmth. Bramblestar purred loudly, sending vibrations scorching through her.
She layed her head on his shoulder, letting out a sigh as they twined their tails together. Bramblestar groomed her softly until her pelt was sleek, and they both shared tongues. "So what did you come here for? Just to scare me?" Jessy huffed after a moment of silence. Her whiskers twitched with amusement.
"Oh.. I forgot! I was hoping to speak to you alone, if that's okay with you." His voice was gentle and soothing, the tone he used to do with Squirrelflight.
"Sure. What is it?" She shifted her weight, sitting up straighter before gazing into his eyes. His gaze softened. "Since we've been mates for a while.. I thought about having kits with you," he purred, nudging her flank.
Jessy widened her gaze, her face flushing. "I don't know. I never thought about it," she admitted uneasily.
"It'll be fine, we'll go through it and take some baby steps. We will have beautiful kits together, if you want to." He purred softly, but his gaze was clouded with concern.
"I guess.. I sort of want kits myself," she smiled, purring with delight as he rubbed muzzles with her. "I love you, Bramblestar."
"I love you too."
"How about now?" He whispered in her ear, smoothing the ruffled fur on the back of her neck down.
"What?" She was confused for a minute, then she realized. "Oh.. err..." She felt embarrassed, no idea what to say at first. A question popped up in her mind.
"Bramblestar.." Her voice cracked with insecurity. "Have you done it before?"
"To be honest, yes. But don't worry about it. She isn't my mate anymore." He recalled Squirrelflight in his mind, though Jessy knew which she he was talking about. It was obvious.
Her shoulders drooped with disappointed, but her gaze was still full of love. It might seem a bit selfish, but she wanted her lover to all to herself.
"Okay. Let's start.." She mumbled hotly, but before Bramblestar could respond, she lied on her back with her legs spreading apart slowly.
She smiled sheepishly at Bramblestar, still having her fears in her mind. But she was comforted by the thought of Bramblestar, the tom would help her go through it. "Oh Bramblestar, I love you. I want you to have my kits," she blinked at him and purred.
Bramblestar smiled, licking her muzzle before he fixed his gaze on her core. The tom took his time before taking up his courage. He licked her bellyfur, getting nearer and nearer.
Jessy held her breath as her lover's tongue was a few inch away from her wet core. "Come on!" She growled impatiently, squealing softly when Bramblestar swirled his tongue around her core in tight circles.
"Oh Bramblestar!" She blurted out, closing her eyes in bliss. Bramblestar's heart swelled up at her soft murmurs and happy purrs, mingled with moans of pleasure.
He pumped it in and out, occasionally rushing his tongue through her folds. She squirted some juice on his muzzle, coating them white. He licked them off his whiskers and muzzle, purring.
"My turn." Jessy pushed him backwards, slowly licking his chest. She went lower, then paused for a minute before nipping the tip. Bramblestar groaned, squirming to try to get comfortable.
She nibbled on the tip, taking it in her jaws. She bobbed her head as she sucked, her tongue swirling in tight circles before Bramblestar shoved his long member down her throat. She gagged slightly, wincing as the barbs raked across her tongue and the sides of her mouth.
She swallowed the cream when he released his fluids, licking them off her face and whiskers. It was good taste, though a salty edge to it.
She shifted into a crouch position, putting her tail to the side. "Bramblestar.. I love you. Please have my kits." She purred, but was cut off by a gasp as his tip brushed her entrance. "Can you please be careful? I'm a virgin.."
He slowly thrusted in, causing her to whimper. "Shh, it'll be fine," he whispered, licking her ears. He blinked at her sympathetically before thrusting in a bit further.
He grabbed her scruff in his jaws, getting a good grip on her. Their hips made contact, Jessy still slightly scared underneath him.
He started at a slow pace with gentle thrusts, but it still made the she-cat yowl in pain as barbs raked across her walls.
He kept in mind that she was a virgin. Soon, the pain turned to pleasure and she let out moans of pleasure, buckling her hips backwards to get him deeper. "Faster!" She yowled as Bramblestar sped up his pace, their hips grinding against each other's.
Bramblestar went deeper, the force increasing each thrust when the pain wasn't as much as the intense pleasure. They felt something building up inside them, causing them to release their white fluids into each other. They yowled each other's names to the sky, then Bramblestar collapsed on her.
They both panted with exhaustion. "I love you, Bramblestar." She closed her eyes, swiping her tongue across the tom's back.
"I love you too."
They both curled up after that.
Her face's features contorted into twisted pain, feeling as if her side was stabbed by slashing fox fangs. "Help!" Her painful wail rang through the camp, Clanmates taking full attention to her.
Bramblestar quickly rushed to his mate's side, trying to comfort her with licks. "You're going to be fine," he kept repeating by the time she got to the nursery.
"Push!" Jayfeather ordered, the blind tom crouching by her side. Bramblestar's gaze was full of worry and concern for his mate, hoping she could make it.
"Out!" Jayfeather shooed him away as spasms rippled through Jessy's stomach. She let out a gasp as contractions seized her, her face twisted in pain. She pushed, pain scorching through her like fire. "It hurts so much!" She gasped, her figure trembling slightly.
A pale ginger with a white underbelly sack slided onto the nest. "A she-kit!" Jayfeather announced before a brown and white sack slided out as well. "A tom and another she-cat!" A dark brown tabby emerged out, the kits letting out wails. They crawled to their mother's side and suckled for milk.
Bramblestar bolted into the den, his gaze softening at the sight of the kits. Jayfeather, Jessy and Bramblestar licked their fur the wrong way, but the only way to keep them warm.
He purred, brushing his muzzle against Jessy's. Even though the queen's gaze was exhausted, it had sparks of happiness, warmth and love in them.
"They're beautiful," he murmured, licking Jessy's shoulder. "You did great." His eyes shone with delight.
"We should name them," Jessy mewed before purring and licking the kit's heads.
"How about the pale ginger she-kit Goldenkit? She looks my mother, so she should be named after her," he suggested, his gaze sparkling at the thought of his mother.
"That sounds great! And the tom could be Newtkit while the other she-cat could be Quailkit."
"That sounds wonderful!" Bramblestar's chest was almost exploding with happiness. There was nothing he could ask better for.
"StarClan blessed us such a gift," he meowed before twining tails with her.
"It is," she agreed.
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Please understand that I don't have as much time on the weekdays than on the weekends. School is ending soon, in 3 weeks for me. I might as well update more when school's over! I hope you enjoy this story. It seems a bit long, but I hope the writing has improved a bit better than the older chapters. I can do one request at a time, thank you for your patience. Future chapters coming up!