This is my first lemon!

Dark X Fern

(Rape)

Darkstripe yawned as he got out of his nest. He twitched his ears. He needed someone to mate with. His eyes searched the camp. A bright orange pelt peeked out of Bluestar's den. Fireheart, Darkstripe growled. He saw Fernpaw pass by, her tail high in the air. Darkstripe saw her pink, juicy core. He felt his member begin to grow. He hissed to himself. "Not yet! Not yet!" he whispered.

Darkstripe walked out of the warriors den. He approached Fernpaw. "Hey Fernpaw," he meowed. "Hello, Darkstripe!" Fernpaw mewed back at him. Darkstripe started daydreaming. What would he do to her? He would have fun tonight. "Hey, Fernpaw, follow me! I'll show you a special place where we can train!" he said, pretending to be excited. Fernpaw smiled. She bounded toward the camp entrance.

Darkstripe passed by Dustpelt as he walked into the woods. Fernpaw greeted him with a big smile. "So, Darkstripe," began Fernpaw, "What are we learning about today?" Darkstripe grinned. "Oh, today, we're going to learn something extra-special. It's really fun," he meowed. Fernpaw bounced around. "What is it?" she asked. "It's called mating. It'll hurt at first but then it'll get better," Darkstripe chuckled.

"I don't want to play something that hurts," Fernpaw meowed. "But it's fun, Fernpaw! You and Dustpelt might do it when you're older!" Darkstripe beckoned. Fernpaw cocked her head. "Ok," she shrugged.

Darkstripe's member was fully erect. "Suck it," he ordered. Fernpaw stared at it. "It's big," she meowed. She looked at it for a while, then finally she came over. She held it in her paws. She took it in her mouth. "Like this?" she asked, bobbing her head up and down. Darkstripe moaned. "Oh yeah," he groaned. Fernpaw continued to suck his member, swirling her tongue around the tip. Darkstripe bucked his hips. He was going to cum. "I'm gonna-" He cummed inside Fernpaw's mouth, Fernpaw swallowing it all. Darkstripe got off his back.

"Crouch," he ordered Fernpaw. Fernpaw obeyed. Darkstripe rasped his tongue over his apprentice's core. Fernpaw moaned. Darkstripe licked up and down. He continued this rythym. He could taste Fernpaw's sweet juices. Fernpaw was moaning softly. Darkstripe dug into her core with his tongue. Fernpaw rocked her hips back, pushing his tongue deeper into her core. Her juices splattered all over Darkstripe's muzzle, but he licked them up. His member was ready now.

He hopped on top of Fernpaw. "This will hurt," he warned. Fernpaw nodded. Without hesitation, Darkstripe plunged in her core, causing her to yowl. He ignored the screams of pain and kept thrusting in and out. His member loved Fernpaw's tight walls and how they closed around his member. "Darkstripe! STOP!" Fernpaw cried, tears running down her face. Darkstripe kept pumping. He humped her fast and hard. He smiled, loving how Fernpaw pleaded to him. He raked her walls, blood dripping out of Fernpaw's core. He still held on to her scruff, and he still humped her. Fernpaw's juices came over Darkstripe's member. Darkstripe bucked his hips. "I'm go-" He cummed inside of Fernpaw. He popped his seed into her.

He finally got off Fernpaw. When he took his member out of her core, he saw blood on it. He smiled. Fernpaw shivered. "Now, wasn't that fun?" he chuckled. Fernpaw shook her head. "We'll be doing this again sometime," he smiled. Fernpaw yowled. "No!" she pleaded. Darkstripe growled. "I can do what I want with you as long as you are MY apprentice!" he growled. Fernpaw was left there, crying.

...

When Darkstripe returned to camp, Dustpelt gave him a cold stare. "You're sick," he hissed. Darkstripe's eyes widened. Dustpelt knew. Which meant he was in trouble.