The black she-cat padded into camp, orange eyes shining with pride and jaws slightly aching from the large plump bird. A purr rumbled in her chest as she padded after the small patrol to place her catch on the fresh-kill pile. Something near the nursery caught her eye as she dropped it on top, head bend down.
Sootpaw laid in the shade as orange eyes traced over her round, swollen, firm-looking belly, kits due any day. A small shiver passed through Shimmerpaw as she imagined running her tail over it.
Shimmerpaw's tail swayed as she padded over to the heavily pregnant apprentice, sitting down next to her. The pale gray she-cat looked….content, enjoying the sun and lavender eyes narrowed.
"What does it feel like," Sootpaw turned toward her, a questioning look in her eyes, "being pregnant, I mean?" The black she-cat felt her ear tips grow hot under her fur as she sat, tail pulling tighter over her paws. Her eyes landed on Sootpaw's belly again, it looked…. uncomfortable.
"It feels….right," The pale gray she-cat seemed to choose her words carefully, "like what I'm supposed to do. I mean hunting and fighting is great and all but…" She ran her tail over her belly, "it's like I found my purpose." She admitted, voice thick with emotion as she looked at Shimmerpaw.
"I'm so glad Swiftstar chose Cinderstorm as my mentor." The pale gray she-cats eyes shone dreamily with love for the big, strong, handsome tom. The dark gray tom had raped his apprentice barely moon into her training. Sootpaw seemed…oddly happy, moving into the nursery a moon into her pregnancy. She seemed like….she like she belonged there, settling in quickly and eyes filled with pride.
"You're lucky to have Swiftstar as your mentor." She commented, the dreamy, distant look gone.
"Um…yea." Shimmerpaw said nervously, eyes down. She hoped she wouldn't be in the nursery any time soon. The apprentice shifted, making a noise of pain.
Shimmerpaw stiffened, eyes wide with panic and worry as she scrambled to her paws, feeling the fur in between her shoulders raise in alarm.
"Should I go get Shadowleaf and Featherpaw?" The black she-cat asked. She watched the pregnant apprentice breath out softly, eyes briefly closing before facing her.
"No, no." Sootpaw rubbed a paw over the side of her belly, "I'm fine, the kits are just moving is all." Her gaze flickered to her large, swollen belly….seeming oddly sad.
"Poor things," Her sweet, soft voice was full of tenderness and love, "I can't imagine there's a lot of room in their." The pale gray she-cats eyes met Shimmerpaw's.
"Could you…um…" She began shyly, trailing off.
The black she-cat placed a single dark gray forepaw on the young queens belly before rubbing in soft, gentle circles.
Sootpaw moaned quietly, shifting onto her back to expose two rows of small, round nipples. The pink buds were a stark, pleasing contrast hidden under her fur.
"Mmmm…." The heavily pregnant apprentice moaned, eyes closed in pleasure, "you're really good at this." She praised, feeling a soft, fuzzy, pleasant feeling in her lower belly.
"Thanks," The younger she-cat said, ears flattening briefly at an odd, warm feeling in between her hindlegs. She shifted, causing a soft, nearly inaudible wet sound and glanced down.
She noticed a pink area between her legs was wet and glistening and her eyes flickered up to Sootpaw as a faint yet sweet scent invaded her nose.
She couldn't help but shiver as the she-cat looked at her, lavender eyes half-lidded and shadowed.
"Um…" The black she-cat stammered, ripping her paw away like she'd been burned, "I…I gonna go." She blurted out.
Sootpaw padded softly though the darkened camp, creeping into the apprentices den. She smiled fondly as she passed Cloverpaw and Stonepaw, curled together in a large nest with tails intertwined.
She nudged the sleeping black lump of fur with a paw.
"Uhhh…" Shimmerpaw opened an eye, peering at Sootpaw with a paw over her nose.
Sootpaw sat was her tail over her paws, kits kicking in her belly, refusing to let her sleep.
"I can't sleep….the kits are keeping me up." The pale gray she-cat curled her tail over her belly, tail tip rubbing softly in a vein attempt to sooth them. Her eyes narrowed as a hard kick caught her off guard, hissing quietly.
The black she-cat got to her paws, wincing inwardly at the small, visible movements in Sootpaw's belly.
"Can you rub my belly again?" She asked, eyes pleading and a thin, buried note in her voice, "I think it might help."
Shimmerpaw's heart twinged briefly, something in Sootpaw's voice sounded like a scared little kit, although she tried to hide as she laid on her back. The black she-cat rubbed the young queens belly in soft, gentle circles.
Before long, that faint, sweet scent from before hit her nose and her eyes trailed down to the small, pink, glistening area between Sootpaw's legs.
'Her pussy.' She realized, wanting to growl at herself for how mouse-brained she's acted before. Of course rubbing the pregnant she-cat's belly would make her even more horny…duh! Shimmerpaw felt her pussy tinge with need and slowly snaked her paw toward Sootpaw's wet, glistening folds.
The pale gray she-cat released a soft, breathy moan as claws racked lightly over her dully throbbing pussy. Shimmerpaw's tail slowly snaked toward her own, throbbing and glistening with need.
The black she-cat's orange eyes gleamed in the darkness as she messaged Sootpaw's pussy, applying pressure. She gasped, plunging her tail into her pussy, wet, fleshy walls hugging it softly as she fucked herself nice and slow. She felt Sootpaw press onto her paw as she closed her eyes, lost in pleasure.
Shimmerpaw placed a paw over the pale gray she-cats mouth as her wet, glistening pussy throbbed dully, feeling her own orgasm growing close as well. Shimmerpaw gritted her teeth, arching as Sootpaw's yowl was muffled by her paw.
The black she-cat opened her eyes, the silence in the den broken by her and Sootpaw's soft, ragged breathing. A few heartbeats passed before she rose to her paws, heading back the nursery, feeling the dull pains of the first contractions.
Four tiny, adorable, fluffy bundles of fur suckled at Sootpaw's belly as she looked at Shimmerpaw.
The black she-cat stuttered, blindsided by the pale gray she-cat's question.
"Well, you did help me bring them into this world." She giggled at Shimmerpaw's expression, a knowing, mischievous glint in her eye. Beside her, Cinderstorm stiffened, sending her a bewildered look.
