What Is This I Feel? (Stormwind)

Hollyleaf groaned, wrapping her tail around his forepaw.

Purring, Breezepelt planted several more licks on her core, much faster and closer together this time.

Hollyleaf mewled I’m surprised pleasure, arching her back slightly.

Purring, Breezepelt crouched down and eagerly drew his tongue over Hollyleaf’s swollen, wet slit.

Hesitantly, Hollyleaf lay on her back, exposing both her vulnerable belly and her dampened core to her younger half-brother.

Breezepelt stood up and nudged Hollyleaf’s chest, murmuring a soft, low “Lay on your back for me,” licking her chest fur as the tom nudged his beautiful half-sister.

Hollyleaf took her paw back once he was done with it. She met his questioning gaze and silently gave permission despite not knowing what he was asking for.

Breezepelt smiled and purred quietly, taking the next claw into his mouth after a few heartbeats. He did this until every part of her paw had been thoroughly, lovingly licked and suckled clean, the tom looking up at her questioningly for permission before he continued on.

Her eyes widened and she swallowed, staring down at Breezepelt.

Breezepelt purred and eagerly gave Hollyleaf’s pads a lick before taking one of her claws into his mouth, sucking gently while meeting his sister’s gaze innocently.

Bemusedly, Hollyleaf lifted her paw off the ground, peering down at Breezepelt questioningly.

When he got low enough, Breezepelt laid down on his belly, nosing insistently at Hollyleaf’s paw to get his half-sister to raise it off of the ground for him.

Hollyleaf watched her half-brother work with slightly-widened eyes.

Breezepelt purred loudly as he ran his tongue and his muzzle over her upper body, slowly working lower and lower until he started to lick his way down her foreleg.

Hollyleaf mewled softly, shuddering under her half-brother’s ministrations.

“You’re so beautiful,” Breezepelt purred quietly into his sister’s neck, licking and nipping and kissing at Hollyleaf’s neck and her chest.

Hollyleaf shivered slightly and tilted her head to allow him easier access to her neck.

Breezpelt’s gaze warmed, and the tom began to lovingly groom at his half-sister’s neck with long, slow strokes of his tongue. Lucky for him, he’d fooled around a little bit with Heathertail before.

Hollyleaf nodded in understanding, shuffling her paws uncertainly. She'd never done anything like this before and wasn't certain about what to do.

Breezepelt Locked eyes with his sister seriously, holding her gaze as he spoke. “Hollyleaf, if you need me to stop for any reason... say ‘Shadowclan.’ Got it?”

Hollyleaf blinked, eyes widening slightly as she realized what he was asking. She swallowed, uncertain but oddly wanting it. “Yes,” she finally whispered. Her future self could deal with the consequences and the probable-regret.

“Hollyleaf...” Breezepelt murmured, feeling something inside him stir when the she-cat looked up at him again. “Can I... do more?” He leaned in carefully, licking his half-sister’s cheek comfortingly.

(Sorry for the late reply. I had horse camp Monday through Thursday and I was just so exhausted this entire week.)

Hollyleaf peered up at her half-brother almost shyly.

Breezepelt also panted as Hollyleaf broke away, a string of saliva keeping their muzzles connected post-kiss. Panting, the tom found himself overcome by the desire to go further with the she-cat before him, relative or not.

Hollyleaf eventually had to pull away again, breathing heavily as she tried to catch her breath, peeking up at Breezepelt through half-closed eyes.