A/N: Thanks to Swiftshadow of LeafClan for the submission! And sorry this is so late, I've had a lot of crap to deal with in the last week.
The Bonehill lay menacingly against the horizon as Blackfoot padded hesitantly towards it. Even as a Shadowclan cat it sent chills up his spine. Even so, over the past moon, he supposed that he'd grown frighteningly accustomed to it. After Brokenstar's bloody, kit-murdering leadership he'd believed that perhaps Tigerstar would be what Shadowclan needed to rise up again. At first things had been great. Tigerstar brought those who were exiled with Brokenstar back, including himself. He'd brought Shadowclan back to its former glory, but soon his viciously ambitious nature began to show.
Things had begun to go downhill when Tigerstar formed the joint leadership with Riverclan's leader, Leopardstar. Blackfoot didn't have to speculate far into why the usually stubborn leader had formed the pact, since she and Tigerstar had gone off into the forest many times recently to have "discussions". She probably thought he loved her. Blackfoot despised the dark brown tabby as much as Brokenstar, but had to obey him. He held the one cat that meant the world to Blackfoot in his claws. Mistyfoot.
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"I got you!" The light silver she-cat yowled happily, cuffing the white tom with black paws over his ears. "Oww, that hurt Mistypaw! Now I'm even more ticked off!" The tom growled dramatically. Mistypaw simply laughed and batted his vulnerable tail. "Oh come on, Blackpaw. Even I know that foxes can't talk!" Crouching low for a moment and tensing his muscles like his mentor has shown him earlier in training, Blackpaw leapt swiftly onto his friend. "Well this fox can!"
Mistypaw was unprepared for having her heavier friend jumping on her, and she collapsed under his weight. Both landed on the grass with resounding "oofs" and Blackpaw lay unmoving on top of Mistypaw for a moment, dazed. Being the first to recover, Mistypaw attempted to shake her friend off. "Get off of me, you big furball! You're squashing me!" Her tone was good-natured, a bit of disguised amusement in it. Snapping out of his stunned state, Blackpaw's ear tips grew hot as he realized just how close they were. For a moment, his mind was preoccupied with how soft her fur felt against his before it registered her gripe. Embarrassment flooded over him quickly as he stumbled off. "Sorry Mistypaw! Did I hurt you?" His voice was full of worry, scanning over her to make sure he hadn't harmed his best friend. With a twitch of her whiskers, she replied. "No, all you did was surprise me, mouse-brain." She quickly got up and swatted his ear again. Blackpaw was startled, but soon jumped back into their play fighting.
"Hey you two, stop rolling around like kits! The leaders are speaking." Yellowfang, Shadowclan's newly appointed medicine cat, snapped at them. Hesitantly, both of them obeyed. Blackpaw stared up at Thunderclan's leader Sunstar silently as Mistypaw did the same. Their pelts were nearly touching as they sat beside each other. Once the gathering was coming to a close, Mistypaw leaned in closer and whispered something into Blackpaw's ear. "We'll always be friends, right?" Turning his gaze quickly towards her, Blackpaw nodded feverently. Of course they would! "Good." She whispered.
All too soon, Blackpaw found himself walking away from Mistypaw. His clan was heading back to its territory, and with each step he felt a weight in his chest that kept growing. Glancing back, he couldn't distinguish his friend within the crowd of Riverclan cats. With a sigh, he forced himself to keep moving forward. 'See you later, Mistypaw...' He thought.
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A deep longing filled Blackfoot's heart, but was soon overtaken by anger. The reason he was visiting the wretched Bonehill was because of a request from Tigerstar. What could the tyrant possibly want now? He came to a stop right in front of the morbid pile of prey-bones. "Tigerstar?" Blackfoot called out.
"Hello, Blackfoot." The dark brown tabby's form materialized from behind the Bonehill. Blackfoot quickly returned the greeting with a dip of his head. Tigerstar seemed as cool headed as ever, but as he looked his leader in the eyes, there was something dangerous. "What is it?" Blackfoot asked cautiously. Tigerstar held eye contact with him for a moment more before sweeping his tail over a spot close to him. "Sit." He said, though it was more of a command than a request. Obediently, but unhappily he settled down, wrapping his tail over his black paws. Tigerstar sat as well and swiveled his ears around for a moment before relaxing.
"Now, I have something important for you to do." Pretending to be very interested, Blackfoot nodded quickly. Tigerstar looked relatively pleased before continuing. "Do you know about those treacherous half-clan cats that live among Riverclan?" 'How could I not?' Blackfoot thought. He was holding Mistyfoot hostage with this accusation, as well as her brother Stormfur. And there were also those two apprentices whose Thunderclan father had lived in Riverclan for some time. "Yes." He stated simply.
"This is the task I have for you: bring all of the remaining half-clan cats out of the den to be executed. The apprentices have already been removed." As Tigerstar spoke the words, Blackfoot couldn't supress the urge to keep his eyes from widening. The massive tabby gave him a questioning look, and Blackfoot struggled to think of a cover up. "But...Tigerstar, if you kill them all then...then if they truly are Thunderclan's spies they will offer something in return for their safety!" His leader looked unimpressed, but much to his surprise, Tigerstar agreed to a fault. "All right. We will only execute three for now. Bring the tom, Stonefur, out. I want to test him."
A tiny bit of guilty satisfaction ran through Blackfoot. "Yes, Tigerstar." He said with another dip of his head. Tigerstar then dismissed him with a flick of the tail, and Blackfoot went straight to the prisoner's den. He told the cat guarding the enterance he'd been relieved, and then proceeded to enter. Inside, he saw two miserable lumps of unkempt grey fur. One lay nearly unmoving in the far corner, while the closer one's head rose up to see what was happening. Blue eyes locked furiously with Blackfoot's own amber for a moment before sobering into shock. "Blackfoot..?" A raspy voice asked. "Hello Mistyfoot." He responded, looking down at his paws.
His normally arrogant demeanor always faded when he was around his former friend. Mistyfoot was the only one who could ever do this to him. Padding over to her, he glanced warily at the Stonefur, Mistyfoot's brother, as his flank slowly rose and fell. "He's asleep." Mistyfoot said quietly. "What are you doing here?"
"It...I had to see you." He couldn't bear to tell her his true reason - not just yet. He heard her let out a sigh before replying. "Well, here I am." She said bitterly, shifting into a more comfortable position. Just then, an enticing scent hit Blackfoot's nose. Mistyfoot was in heat. His mind grew foggy for a moment before he forced it to clear again. Taking in the once proud cat before him, Blackfoot's heart began to break again. Gently, he rasped his tongue over her shoulder, pushing the fur back into its proper place. Mistyfoot shied away from his touch slightly and confusion shone in her eyes. "Sorry." He muttered. Mistyfoot looked thoughtful for a moment. "No...it's alright. I just haven't seen much kindness this past moon."
He attempted to groom her once more, and she didn't protest this time. His tongue rasped repeditevly over her coat, trying to soothe her. For the first time in a long while, Mistyfoot was able to relax. "Mistyfoot? Can I tell you something?" Blackfoot mewed between licks. "Sure."
Blackfoot stopped and took a deep breath. He needed to say this to her... "I love you, Mistyfoot. I always have...ever since we were apprentices. And I'm so sorry! I never wanted any of this to happen! I promise I'll find a way to get you out, to make sure you're safe. I...I just wanted to know if you felt the same..."
Mistyfoot seemed left speechless after absorbing his words. He schuffled his paws anxiously, wishing that she would say something. Finally, her voice snapped his attention back to her. "...I don't know what to say Blackfoot...I never knew..." As Mistyfoot's voice trailed off, he began to lose hope. "I can't say I love you right now, Blackfoot. But if I could just know that we'd all be safe, maybe..." As she shifted once more, her heat scent hit Blackfoot full force. Without thinking, he leapt onto Mistyfoot, mounting her. She let out a cry of surprise, snapping Blackfoot out of it. But he didn't give up.
"Please." He said. Mistyfoot found she couldn't resist her urdges anymore, and she felt like she could still trust him. He was still her friend. "All right." She whispered.
Blackfoot instantly lost it after she gave her permission. He began grinding his sheath on her exposed enterance and coaxed his penis out slowly. Meanwhile, she let out a low moan at the pleasurable friction. Once he'd fully unsheathed, the fur around her core had become soaked with her juices. Without any warning, Blackfoot quickly penetrated her, pushing deep inside. Mistyfoot's breath hitched. It didn't hurt, since she'd had a mate and kits before, but Blackfoot was much larger then her mate had been. Both let out sounds of pleasure as he completed his thrust and their hips met. It was remarkable how good her warm walls felt around him. "What are you waiting for?" Mistyfoot hissed impatiently. That was all it took to get him thrusing at a steady pace, hitting all the right places inside her. Meanwhile, Mistyfoot had her jaws parted silently in both pleasure and pain as his barbs roughly scraped her walls.
"Faster..!" She commanded lowly, suppressing a moan. Her desired became a fire blazing within her that raged ever more with each thrust Blackfoot gave her. With her request, he began to show his true passion and ferocity, spearing her mercilessly with each stroke. Even as his barbs tore her walls, the pleasure was overwhelming. Both the pain and lustful feelings combined to make Mistyfoot nearly lose it. The flames raging inside her heightened before she clamped her teeth into her paw and let out a muffled wail. Euphoria spread from her tail to the tips of her whiskers as her juices spilled out around Blackfoot's member. This only edged Blackfoot on further and he quickened his pace as she rode her orgasm. He wanted this to last, but right now he felt like he had as much power as a Tigerclan cat and pounded with all the stamina he had. Mistyfoot's teeth sunk farther into her paw, drawing blood, but she didn't care as her peak pleasure was close again.
Blackfoot felt his penis clench and almost mourned that this would be over soon, but only for a heartbeat. As their hips connected for the final time, Blackfoot grasped Mistyfoot's scruff gently. Both cats released at the same time, her sticky juices mixing with his own salty semen. They flowed from around his tomhood that was embedded deep within her core. Letting out short, ragged breaths, Blackfoot enjoyed the feeling for a moment more before pulling out. Mistyfoot let out a gasp at the loss, but exhaustion weighed at her eyes, so she rested for a moment.
Guilt weighed heavily on Blackfoot now. He'd just used his love for his own gain… His heart grew heavy once more as he cleaned her up a bit. Blackfoot still had to follow Tigerstar's orders if he was ever going to have a chance to rescue her. But… he'd have to hurt her to do it by bringing her brother to his death. The mere thought nearly killed him, but he had to do it. For Mistyfoot. Regretfully, he padded towards the cat curled up in the corner. "Stonefur." He called, prodding the cat's side. Despite the harsh treatment that Stonefur had been subjected to, Blackfoot's ears were greeted with an angry hiss. Giving him another prod, he pushed the grey warrior onto his feet, narrowly avoiding a swipe of Stonefur's claws.
"What do you want?" He rasped as his fur stood on edge. Forcing his heart to grow cold, he pushed the prisoner towards the den's entrance. "Move." Blackfoot growled. He saw Stonefur tense, but he complied. Two Shadowclan warriors came over as they saw the two cats emerging. Stonefur said nothing as he was led away by the cats, fire in his eyes. Blackfoot was about to leave when a voice stopped him.
"What are you..?" Mistyfoot mewed, trailing off as she saw her brother being taken away. Turning, Blackfoot saw her expression turn from shock to anger. "Where are they taking Stonefur?" She hissed, struggling to get up. Her already weakened body was still recovering from their mating. Blackfoot's facade melted away, and a sorrow filled his eyes. "I'm sorry. It was the only way I could have a chance to get you away." In that instant, she found just enough energy to stand and score her claws across his pelt. "I trusted you!" She cried. Blood began to drip from the gash, and Mistyfoot stumbled again, collapsing on the den floor. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry." He whispered. Their eyes met once more, and her glared burned directly into him. "I'll never forgive you."
With that, Blackfoot turned and left the prisoner's den, leaving Mistyfoot as she was. His whole chest ached, much more than the injury she'd given him.
Oh Mistyfoot…I'm so sorry…
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