"Perhaps it will take this time."
Berrypaw paused mid-chew as she heard her father's voice. She'd chosen to eat near the warriors' den, since it offered some shelter from the strong wind that was blowing today. She perked her ears as she heard Orangedawn's voice reply.
"That's what you always say! 'Maybe this time, maybe next time', but it never happens!"
Though she knew it was wrong, Berrypaw wanted to hear more. She quickly gulped down her last bite of shrew and crept closer to the den, crouching down to keep herself hidden.
Next came Willowleaf's soothing mew, "I know it's frustrating, but—"
"You don't know anything!" Orangedawn hissed, "You already have three beautiful kits! I have none! And clearly it's not Gingerfall; he got Moonshade pregnant too! It's me! I'm…I'm broken."
There was bitter despair in Orangedawn's voice as she whispered, "StarClan doesn't want me to be a mother."
Berrypaw held in a gasp. All her life, she'd known Orangedawn to be kind and happy with life. How long had she been hurting? In the back of her mind, she thought about Darkwhisper, and wondered to herself if everyone had some sort of darkness within them.
"That's not true," Gingerfall mewed softly, "You're wonderful, Orangedawn. You were so helpful with Willowleaf's kits. You're destined to be a mother."
"StarClan would never withhold kits from such a good cat," Willowleaf added.
"Then why don't I have kits yet?" Orangedawn challenged, "Why has every heat done nothing?"
Gingerfall meowed, sounding more confident, "They're waiting for the right time. And I think that's now. Come on. You're going to be pregnant by the end of this heat-season."
"You're sure?" Orangedawn asked uncertainly.
"I'll make certain of it," Gingerfall replied warmly, "Willowleaf, I hope you don't mind not getting my cock this season."
"Your mouth will do just as fine," Willowleaf purred, "Both of your mouths."
Berrypaw didn't move until she heard their pawsteps fade away. She didn't know how to process what she'd heard. Maybe she should ask Appleheart if there was an herb that helped cats get pregnant. Orangedawn hadn't birthed her and her littermates, but she'd always been happy to care for and play with them. She was practically her second mother, and Berrypaw wanted her to be happy.
'StarClan let her have kits,' she prayed.
"Berrypaw."
She jumped as she heard the voice behind her. Whirling around, Berrypaw was greeted by the sight of Darkwhisper, standing less than a tail-length away from her. Was that amusement in those amber eyes?
In the last half-moon, she'd gotten closer to her mentor. Darkwhisper was as quiet and secretive as always, but she was also kind and even a little playful. Berrypaw just wished she wouldn't keep coming back to camp with strange wounds every night. Darkwhisper was never willing to talk about what caused them.
"Uh, yes? What is it?" Berrypaw asked awkwardly. She hoped Darkwhisper didn't know she'd been eavesdropping.
If the sleek she-cat had noticed, she didn't show it. Darkwhisper meowed, "It's time for sunhigh patrol. Silvermoon, Minnowflash, and Sootpaw are waiting."
Oh, right.
Berrypaw felt her ears flush as she realized she'd forgotten about the patrol. She didn't hesitate as her mentor led the way, trotting after her to the entrance of the camp. Just like Darkwhisper said, the other cats were waiting. Silvermoon looked annoyed.
"That must have been a big piece of prey," the warrior meowed, her eyes narrowed.
Berrypaw looked away, unsure of how to respond. Fortunately, Silvermoon didn't want to wait any longer. The she-cat turned and pushed her way through the brambles, with Darkwhisper and Minnowflash following close after her.
Sootpaw came to Berrypaw's side as they left the camp, "What took you so long?"
"I overheard Gingerfall and Willowleaf talking to Orangedawn," she figured that since Sootpaw wouldn't tell anyone that she'd listened in on the conversation. Unlike Snowpaw, her brother didn't blurt out every little thing whenever he got excited.
"What about?" Sootpaw asked, shaking a leaf from his gray pelt.
"Orangedawn wants to have kits," Berrypaw revealed in a whisper. She didn't want anyone else to hear, "But every time they try, she fails. I really hope it works this time."
Sootpaw hummed, turning his attention back to the patrol, "That's not something we can help with. Let's hurry up. The others are already ahead."
They continued on their path through the forest. The wind was still strong, howling through the trees. It buffeted the cats' pelts, and Berrypaw knew she'd need a good grooming once they returned to camp. At least she wasn't as poor-off as Minnowflash. The former RiverClan cat's long, silky fur was blown and tangled in the wind.
Not that Minnowflash minded. The she-cat continued to happily trot along.
Berrypaw was amazed at how well Minnowflash had adapted to life in LustClan. She was still a little too shy about mating, but she definitely loved it. Even now, Berrypaw saw Silvermoon's tail flick against Minnowflash's heat-swollen core. The green-eyed cat purred in reply.
The wind wasn't loud enough to mask the sound of mating, however. Berrypaw could hear the delighted yowls of a she-cat somewhere in the distance. The sound alone was enough to make her own core tingle with excitement.
'When will it be my turn?' she wondered.
Being in heat looked tiring, but there was something about everyone else enduring it that made her want to, too. Just last night, she'd woken up to Ripplepaw pounding away inside of Icepaw, who could do little more than mewl as the dark tom had his way with her.
The scent of Icepaw's heat had woken Pantherpaw and Pebblepaw too, as Berrypaw had seen them licking each other's members while watching the scene.
The memory was excited her. Berrypaw held in a whimper as she felt her core become wet. Just walking made the slick lips of her cunt slide together, creating friction that teased her, but wasn't nearly enough to satisfy her. StarClan, how was she supposed to get through a whole patrol like this?
She glanced at Sootpaw, who'd started to trot slightly ahead. Immediately, she spotted a flash of pink between his legs. Her brother wasn't making it obvious, but he was sniffing the air continually, clinging to the scent of the three warriors in heat.
He didn't even notice her lust.
"Stonestar says we should mark the borders twice," Darkwhisper meowed, "With all these cats in heat, he doesn't want to risk an invasion while our defenses are down."
Berrypaw did as her mentor said, marking a birch tree two times. Even as she did, her core continued to throb with need. She let out a low whine. Never before had she felt so horny. Her whole body felt like it was on fire, and her pussy was practically dripping from how wet it was.
Desperate, she lowered her hips, grinding her cunt against a smooth stone. Part of her knew this was very odd, but her mind was too clouded for her to bother questioning her behavior.
"Berrypaw, come along. We don't have time for—oh," Darkwhisper mewed, her golden eyes widening as she caught a whiff of the air. Her mentor's expression was so shocked that Berrypaw felt a strike of fear.
"What is it? What's wrong with me?" Berrypaw asked, her voice coming out in a whimper. She couldn't bring herself to stop grinding. The stone was cold, but it felt so good against her heated flesh.
Minnowflash purred, "Oh, congratulations! You're in heat, Berrypaw!"
Heat? Berrypaw took a moment to process the information. All of the sudden, it all made sense. She was in heat. More than that, she needed to mate. Now.
"She certainly is."
The patrol jumped to alertness as a new voice joined them. Berrypaw forced herself away from the stone, her pelt bristling.
Out of the undergrowth, a brown tabby tom slinked into view. Close behind him were another tabby, a large brown tom, and a small golden she-cat. With a flash of recognition, Berrypaw realized the she-cat was Mothpaw, the energetic apprentice from the Gathering. Now, Mothpaw refused to make eye-contact, clearly embarrassed.
"All you she-cats are," the first tabby growled deeply. His pupils were dilated, and his maw opened to take another whiff of the LustClan cats. Shamefully, Berrypaw felt her pussy clench when she saw all of the toms were erect, their pink cocks completely unsheathed.
Silvermoon meowed steadily, "And what if we are? The other Clans don't believe in mating with outsiders."
Berrypaw's ear twitched as Darkwhisper muttered to her, "That's Tigerslash, and the other tabby is Owlscreech. They're Stingtail's brothers. The large tom is Oakstorm, Jayflight's father."
"I don't mind," Tigerslash licked his lips, meeting Silvermoon's gaze hungrily, "In fact, I want to join you."
The tom's clanmates both looked startled at this, but Tigerslash remained calm and spoke smoothly. He continued, "It's heat-season for everyone. But none of the she-cats in ThunderClan will let me mate with them. I want to fuck."
Berrypaw, despite herself, raised her tail at the tom's last word. She wanted to fuck too. Right now.
Her clanmates glanced at each other. In an instant, Berrypaw knew that they were horny too, and she could see that the fur around Silvermoon's core was soaked. Sootpaw, though still glaring with hostility, was fully erect. His eyes were on Mothpaw.
Wordlessly, Silvermoon turned around. For a moment, Berrypaw thought she was going to lead the patrol away. But instead, the senior warrior crouched, raising her hips in invitation.
That was all the ThunderClan cats needed. With a yowl of victory, Tigerslash pounced on top of Silvermoon. Like Stingtail, he didn't bother with foreplay. He grabbed her scruff and thrusted inside her all at once. Silvermoon growled at the sudden intrusion, but soon began rocking with the tom's thrusts.
Minnowflash purred, padding close to Owlscreech and rubbing against him like a true LustClan cat. She didn't complain when the tom shoved her downwards, and she moaned as he entered her core. Darkwhisper flopped down in front of her, spreading her legs expectantly. Minnowflash didn't hesitate to start licking.
Sootpaw approached Mothpaw, but the she-cat was wary of him. Shyly, she let him sniff her core, raising her tail uncertainly. Sootpaw's cock twitched as he drank in the scent of her heat.
Berrypaw was practically shaking with need once Oakstorm came close to her. He was at least twice her size, but she couldn't bring herself to care. Eagerly, she dropped into a crouch and raised her hips as much as possible. Her hind-feet lightly kicked in anticipation.
"Eager, aren't we?" Oakstorm teased. His voice was deep, and Berrypaw felt a small gush of slick as she heard it. Her pussy was begging to be filled.
"Please," she mewled, "Please fuck me."
Oakstorm chuckled, and swiped his tongue over her core. Berrypaw moaned loudly. The tom repeated the motion, and each time she felt herself growing more and more desperate. If this tom didn't mate with her already, she'd go mad!
"Just fuck me already!" Berrypaw snapped, growling in frustration. In the corner of her eye, she saw Darkwhisper give her a worried glance. But she wasn't concerned with that right now.
"I just had to make sure you'd be wet enough," Oakstorm soothed. By the grace of StarClan, he stopped licking, and Berrypaw let out an involuntary huff as his heavy weight settled on her back. With the tom mounted on her, she understood why he wanted her soaked. His cock was massive. She could feel it's hefty girth as it ground against her hip, heat radiating off of it.
Oakstorm peddled his hind-legs, his wide paws brushing her sides as he worked to get positioned. He held her scruff firmly in his jaws. His cock swept through her fur once, twice, and then sank into her cunt.
Berrypaw's eyes widened as she felt her pussy stretch around his member. Her heat made it easier for entry, but the size was still bigger than anything she'd taken before. She groaned in a mixture of pleasure and pain. Fortunately, Oakstorm waited once he was fully seated inside her, letting her adjust. His shaft was thick, pulsing against her sensitive walls.
Finally, the pain left and all that remained was need. Berrypaw mewled to get her message across, and the tom happily began to thrust.
Berrypaw gasped as she felt the barbs of Oakstorm's cock scrape against her walls, stimulating her until she spread her legs wider, encouraging more movement. The ThunderClan tom thrusted steadily, deep and hard, as her core squeezed around him.
Unable to help herself, Berrypaw whined and panted, her hind-paws shuffling as she worked against the tom. Oakstorm was letting out pleasured sounds, muffled by her scruff. His warm breath puffed against her neck, making her shudder from sensitivity.
A yowl reached her ears, and she knew Silvermoon had orgasmed. Desperate for her own climax, Berrypaw arched up towards Oakstorm, gasping with want.
The ThunderClan cat was getting close as well. His thrusts sped up, and he was pounding into her roughly. The only thing keeping Berrypaw from being shoved forward was his jaws keeping her in place. Suddenly, Berrypaw felt the barbs of the tom's cock flare out, catching on her walls as his cock throbbed hard.
"Yes!" Berrypaw squealed as she felt a wave of pleasure crash over her. Her claws unsheathed, digging into the ground as her pussy clenched and unclenched repeatedly, squeezing the tom as she came.
Oakstorm grunted, grasping his forepaws at her sides as he also finished. The heat of his cum was welcome inside of Berrypaw. He held her firmly, milking out every last drop.
Slowly, Berrypaw felt the haze of heat leave her mind. Oakstorm had climbed off of her, and was busily cleaning himself, removing evidence of their romp. She sat up carefully, feeling unsteady on her paws. When she stood, a drop of cum leaked out of her. She felt a flash of worry.
What if she got pregnant?
She looked around. Silvermoon and Tigerslash had separated, with the gray she-cat growling at him when he tried to get close again. Minnowflash rolled around, getting leaves and moss in her fur, but not seeming to mind in the least bit. Darkwhisper watched her as she groomed herself. Sootpaw was gently licking around Mothpaw's neck, almost as if in apology.
Seeing that no one was in a rush to move, Berrypaw sat down and cleaned herself. Her muzzle scrunched with distaste. Oakstorm's cum was a lot like Jayflight's—bitter.
After a moment, she became aware of another presence. Darkwhisper's scent washed over her. Looking up, Berrypaw knew she was correct.
Darkwhisper sniffed her lightly, and Berrypaw knew she was checking to see if she was hurt.
"I'm fine," Berrypaw mewed. Her voice was hoarse from screaming.
Darkwhisper purred, "Good. We still have a patrol to finish."
"That's right," Silvermoon meowed, shaking her pelt. She fixed Tigerslash with a look, "But we'll have to bring you back to camp first. If you're serious about joining, that is."
"Oh, I am," Tigerslash smiled. Upon seeing Owlscreech's face, he meowed, "LustClan gets to do things like this every day. That sounds as good as StarClan to me. Don't you think so too?"
Owlscreech's ears laid flat, "Sure. But ThunderClan is my home, no matter what. Besides, Leopardtail is expecting my kits. I can't leave them."
"Windwhisper would never forgive me if I left. Foxpelt too," Oakstorm agreed. He stood and padded towards Mothpaw, growling lightly at Sootpaw until the gray tom stepped away.
Mothpaw shrank back when Tigerslash looked at her, "That was fun. But I don't want to do it all the time."
"Fine by me," Silvermoon meowed with a shrug, "You'd all better get back onto your territory then. Good luck explaining to Darkstar how you lost a warrior."
Oakstorm snorted, but said nothing as he led Mothpaw away. Owlscreech stayed just long enough to gently head-butt Tigerslash.
He uttered, "Say 'hi' to Stingtail for me."
Berrypaw watched the ThunderClan cats leave. It was odd how, after just having mated with them, they were so quick to return to the usual Clan behavior. Her focus broke when Darkwhisper nudged her.
"Come on," her mentor mewed, "Silvermoon's already started off."
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A/N: Well, this story is finally off hiatus. And this chapter is longer than I intended for it to be. Over 2,700 words!
I can't say when the next update will be, but in the meantime, I'm also working on "Intertwine" and "Dystopia", which still needs some OCs! Both are M-rated, so you can expect sex-scenes there!
As always, please review! Feedback is the main thing that keeps me writing!
Later, my lovelies~!
- Tina