Dovewing was running from ThunderClan territory. Blood dripped from her thick pelt as she zoomed through the forest area. Bumblestripe had made his fifth attempt to steal her virginity, and he was unsuccessful in doing so. The ShadowClan border wasn't much further. If he crossed it, he would be attacked. If she crossed it... she'd lose her virginity to some lusty toms.

"Oh, Dovewing," said her mate's seductive tone. "I'd cross any boundary to take you."

Her supposed mate tackled her, his tail-tip brushing her pussy. It felt nice, but she still squirmed. "Bumblestripe, please..." she whimpered. He began to rasp at her neck fur, going lower each rasp. He was close to her core, until the weight seem to go away.

A dark brown figure tackled Bumblestripe, lashing their claws at the tom.

"Dovewing, run!" a familiar voice ordered.

Dovewing panted, blue eyes wide. But she didn't hesitate. So she bolted away. She wasn't sure where, but she was running. But it wouldn't be right to abandon her rescuer. Gathering all the strength in her haunches, she climbed up an unsteady tree, climbing up a tall branch. Not many heartbeats later, the dark shape appeared once more. It was a tom! Tigerheart, it was.

"Dovewing? It's okay... it's me. Not mating season me, but me. The real me!" Tigerheart said with an urgent meow.

"How do I know?" Dovewing asked.

Sighing, he said, "Look into my eyes. Do you see any lust expression?"

"I'll need more proof," Dovewing hissed.

Tigerheart hesitated before flattening his ears against his head. He sat on his rump and splayed his legs out, exposing his sheathed member. "All toms on their mating seasons are always horny. I know how this all happened, Dovewing! I need you to trust me..."

She wasn't sure whether to believe him, but she nodded her head. Tigerheart squirmed up the bark. How does a ShadowClan cat know how to climb trees? she wondered, but didn't question it.

"Start talking," she demanded.

"It began in StarClan. These two mates were speaking to one another, and the tom started to try and make a move. She had hissed at him, and he didn't make another move. So he spoke with other toms who had mates, and they agreed that she-cats were getting too much in control. So that's when they cursed the toms - well, most - and created this mating season. So for as long as they like, a mating season will happen. All the toms can have intercourse with any she-cat. But, I think that's wrong. She-cats have the right amount of authority as toms, as I feel," Tigerheart explained.

Dovewing nodded and sighed, "Can I sleep here while you patrol?"

"Yes, I'll make sure you're safe," Tigerheart assured.

It had been awhile since the she-cat fallen asleep. Blackstar, Rowanclaw, and their slave, Tawnypelt, were travelling around the marshes. "Tigerheart?" Blackstar saw the tom.

"Yes?" he said in a deeper voice. He had to pretend as if the lust had taken affect on him, or he could even be taken as a slave himself, or murdered.

"I smell a she-cat up there," his gaze landed on Dovewing.

Tigerheart nudged Dovewing with a paw, and she hissed, unsheathing her claws. He whispered at the corner of his mouth to her, "Play along."

She saw the cats and immediately understood.

"I'm just having my way with her... a stupid ThunderClan she-cat trailed onto our land, and I took her in as a my toy. My personal toy," he quickly added.

"Prove it," Blackstar chuckled.

Dovewing was scared, so Tigerheart forced her tail over her holes before mounting her. His member was still sheathed; she would be okay. Dovewing began to moan so Blackstar would get the act. After a few moments of thrusting, Tigerheart finished and stared down at the leader.

"Both of you come down here," Blackstar demanded.

Tigerheart uneasily climbed down the bark as Dovewing shakily crawled down, collapsing immediately. "She's definitely pretty sexy..." Blackstar observed Tigerheart's beloved, even though she would never return the feelings.

Swift as a flash, his leader seized her scruff in his jaws, shifting her tail away and slamming his unsheathed member into her core. Dovewing released a startled yowl. "Join in, Tigerheart!" Blackstar demanded.

Tigerheart watched in terror as his leader raped the she-cat he loved. Blood streamed from her hole, and she had a pleading expression on her face. Tears welled up in her gorgeous eyes... Tigerheart couldn't stand by. With a ferocious yowl, he tackled his leader. His claws sliced his neck and throat, and the gray she-cat stumbled away, staring in shock.

She was weak; he knew that. Jumping off the temporarily wounded leader, Tigerheart took her scruff in his jaws and forced her on his back. He darted away, running faster than he ever had. He ran into ThunderClan's territory, passing up many hissing toms.

"Tigerheart!" Dovewing screamed.

"Hold on!" He demanded her. Tigerheart leaped over a bramble bush, and after many moments of running, they made it to the abandoned Twolegplace. Dovewing panted heavily as she stumbled on the ground, crying. "Dovewing, I'm so sorry..." he whispered, staring down at his injured love.

She stared at him with sparkling eyes, and then softly smiled. He crouched down to press his muzzle to her neck, whispering his apologies over and over. Her tongue slowly rasped over his muzzle. "Thank you," she whispered. "Tigerheart... I have to confess something..."

He looked into her eyes and then she said, "I love you."

Happily, he buried his muzzle into her neck fur, proud she finally returned the feelings. "I love you too..."

Dovewing stared and then realized that the tom was in heat. She could tell he was trying to avoid it, but it was hard to control. "You can do it," she whispered.

"W-what?" Tigerheart seemed confused.

"You're in heat," she said and flicked her tail at his member. "And since we're mates... mates have to do some kind of job for the official title."

Tigerheart purred and said, "With your permission..."

"Permission granted," she nodded. Though Dovewing wasn't excited to have sex at first, she had the urge to want Tigerheart. She needed him in her.

Tigerheart slowly chuckled, licking her soft neck fur. His tongue slowly went lower, brushing her belly fur. It tickled her, causing her to giggle. But that's when he made it threateningly close to her core. His tongue slowly licked around the soft flesh, causing precum to drip from her hole. She moaned softly, closing her eyes in comfort and safety. Tigerheart pressed his nose to her core slightly before the tip of his tongue touched it.

It slowly entered, causing Dovewing to moan louder. Tigerheart drank up all her juices before his fully erect member positioned over her core. Dovewing prepared to feel slight pain. Tigerheart poked at her hole before he panted, "Ready?"

Dovewing nodded vigorously. It plunged inside of her, and she winced at first but her moans were louder. Tigerheart groaned himself, and began to thrust. It immediately touched her sweetspot.

"OH!" Dovewing screeched in ecstasy. "Right there!"

TIgerheart purred and pounded on it, enjoying to hear her moans. His member began to grow inside of her and cum poured into her hole.

The two broke away, with Tigerheart still on top of her.

"We should... do that... again..." Dovewing panted.

He rasped her ear before purring, "Definitely."