Everlasting Love (Stormwind)

"fffuck..." Groaned Wolfheart, gasping out at the feeling of two months on him.

Spottedflower noticed her mate's arousal and quickly darted her tail around to her mate's core, rubbing it with her soft, fluffy tail.

Oakfoot smirked as Emberleaf surrendered herself to him and just breathed his scent in, letting it fill her lungs for a few more breaths before his paw shifted her nose to be pressed up into the crevice between his inner leg and his cock.

Blossomsnow purred at the praise from her mate, obediently following the instructions from Wolfheart’s paw as she bobbed her head. She could feel herself growing wet from the act of sucking off the tom, causing her to squirm a little.

Emberleaf mewled out in pleasure when he slipped his tail tip into her, only to immediately let out one of dismay a moment later when he removed it. She squirmed underneath him, trying to follow the teasing motions of his tail, her core growing wetter by the moment. She went limp when he took a hold of her head so that he wouldn’t experience any resistance from her. She closed her eyes to keep his fur from getting into them, struggling a bit more to breathe now that her every breath was filled with his musky scent.

"oh-!" Wolfheart had never been deepthroated before, and his eyes nearly rolled back in his head at the feeling before he steadied himself, guiding Blossomsnow's bobbing with his paw.

Spottedflower purred softly as she watched. "Most she-cats have a hard time doing that the first time. You're a natural." Needing something else to do now that the entirety of Wolfheart's cock was disappearing inside her mate's muzzle intermittently, she dropped down lower and started to suck on the male's balls.

"Good." Oakheart purred loudly, 'rewarding' Emberleaf by darting his tail down to her core and pushing it between her folds for only a heartbeat before continuing his teasing, his tail slick with her arousal now. The tom padded around to sit behind her head, using his paw to move her head and shove it roughly into his groin fur and holding her there.

Encouraged by both the sounds the tom was making and her mate’s encouraging words, Blossomsnow took the rest of the tom’s cock into her mouth, though not without some difficulty. She gagged a little before managing to relax her throat, now deep-throating the tom. More confident now, she started to suckle on his length more enthusiastically, bobbing her head slightly.

Emberleaf shivered at the look in her friend’s eyes as he looked her up and down. It made her feel like his prey, and she loved it. She whined softly at the teasing touches to her nipples, arching her back to try and follow his tail. She looked up at him pleadingly. “You. I serve you,” she answered immediately, sprawled out on her back and completely vulnerable before the tom.

"ooohhh... Starclan..." Wolfheart groaned in ecstasy as Blossomsnow's muzzle slid further around his length and her tongue came up to lap at the underside.

"He's loving it," Spottedflower purred an encouraging purr to her mate, before lying down next to the other she-cat and starting to lick at the part of the tom's cock that wasn't already in Blossomsnow's muzzle.

Oakheart smirked and licked his lips as he eyed Emberleaf up and down, making a point of letting the she-cat see. He padded around to her side and started to trace his tail up and down her exposed chest and belly, lingering a little on her nipples. "Tell me," he mewed as he teased his friend, "Who do you serve?"

Blossomsnow resisted the pressure on the back of her head for a few moments before she gave in, sliding her mouth farther down his cock. She shuffled to the side just enough to make room for her mate in between the tom’s hind legs. Hesitantly, she ran her tongue along the underside of the length in her mouth.

Obediently, Emberleaf laid down then rolled over onto her back, exposing her dampened core to the tom’s hungry gaze.

Wolfheart let another moan out as Blossomsnow started to suckle his tip, the paw on the back of her head now more insistent in trying to get her to Bob her head.

"Move over a little, love," purred Spottedflower, padding up to the pair and waiting for her mate to make room so she could join in.

Oakfoot withdrew his other paw after a moment, placing it on his member instead. "Lie down, on your back."

Blossomsnow cast a quick glance up at her mate before turning her attention back to her task. “I, uh, a bit salty but not bad,” she mumbled in between licks, flustered, ears and cheeks burning. She took the tom’s tip into her mouth and started suckling.

Emberleaf shivered at the praise, a thrill running down her spine. She focused her attention on his other paw, thoroughly cleaning it of the dirt that had migrated onto it from the forest floor.

Wolfheart moaned softly the moment Blossomsnow licked at his member, the shaft pulsing against the she-cat's tongue as the tom it belonged to gently placed his paw on the back of her head.

Spottedflower walked over as well, purring softly as she watched her mate lick at the tom's cock. "How does he taste?" She cooed, smirking at Wolfheart.

"That's it... Good girl." Oakfoot praised the submissive she-cat readily, swapping that paw out for the other one when she'd groomed it completely. "Worshipping every part of me.”

Blossomsnow cast a quick glance at her mate before hesitantly approaching Wolfheart, nerves filling her. She crouched down between the tom’s legs and stared at his cock for a long moment before hesitantly leaning forward to drag her tongue over the tip.

Emberleaf opened her eyes, immediately obeying the command and dragging her tongue across his paw pad. She focused on his paw, diligently cleaning it, licking all over and in between his toes.

Spottedflower soon traced her mate's gaze to Wolfheart's engorged length. Purring, she mewed "Why don't you go get a closer look, love?"

Reacting to Wolfheart's words a few heartbeats later, having still been transfixed by their kiss, the tom quickly shuffled around, sitting back down with his legs spread wider for easier access.

After a moment, Oakfoot's paw came to rest right on the tip of Spottedleaf's muzzle, flexing and spreading his pawtoes. "Lick," came the male's gruff command, looking down at her and loving the visual of her face shoved into his paw.

Blossomsnow shivered at the sight of the tom’s length, unable to help imagining how it would feel inside her. She swallowed, unable to tear her gaze away from the sight.

Emberleaf closed her eyes to keep his paw from going into them, letting out a purr as she enjoyed the feeling of him using her as he wanted.

Spottedflower panted heavily upon being freed from the muzzle lock, noting the strand of saliva between then with a soft purr, watching her mate glance at Wolfheart as she caught her breath.

Wolfheart had been pawing himself this whole time, and by now his member had fully emerged from it's sheath, more substantial than one might expect from the introverted tom. On top of that it was drooling precum, a bead rolling down the bottom to his balls.

Oakfoot met Emberleaf's gaze with a sideways glance, sticking his hindleg out to rub his paw against her muzzle and all over her face.

Eventually, Blossomsnow had to pull back for air, opening her yellow eyes again. A string of saliva connected their muzzles as she panted, feeling rather hot and bothered by the heated kiss. She cast a glance at Wolfheart to see how he’d reacted to watching the two she-cats passionately kiss each other.

Emberleaf obeyed immediately, slipping across the ground to stand in front of the tom. She lowered herself to the ground before him and lifted her gaze to his face, though she avoided eye contact. She tilted her head, letting out a submissive whine.

Spottedflower purred loudly as her mate reached out and touched her chest, pressing her chest out against Blossomsnow's paw and deepening their kiss, her tail swishing and lifting, giving Wolfheart quite the show.

"Come here," Oakfoot commanded with a flick of his tail and a stern look, slipping into his dominant role as easily and readily as Emberleaf had into hers.

Blossomsnow purred softly, letting her eyes slip closed as she passionately kissed her mate. She easily submitted to the tongue on her mouth, reaching up to put a paw on Spottedflower’s chest.

A few minutes after the tom had reached the clearing, Emberleaf slipped into the open space. She had been taking her time a little in order to give him the time to set everything up. She lowered her head and pulled her ears back submissively as she approached the tom, not even needing him to make a sign before she slipped into her submissive role.

Spottedflower readily obliged Blossomsnow, starting to make out with the other she-cat, making a point of showing Wolfheart as her tongue slid into her mate's muzzle.

The tom couldn't help but to paw at his emerging cock now, watching with interest.

Oakfoot waited patiently for Emberleaf to arrive, sitting atop the small boulder in the center of the clearing they had claimed as theirs, a variety of fun little tools laid out on the rock before him, things they kept buried nearby.

After a few moments of licking at one another’s muzzles, Blossomsnow turned her head so she could capture her mate’s mouth in a kiss.

Letting out another squeaky yawn, Lilykit rolled over to curl up into a cute ball of fluff. She quickly dropped off to sleep once she settled herself in the right position.

Emberleaf shuddered noticeably at the tom’s change in attitude. She let out a mewl before she realized what she was doing, involuntarily arching her back to follow the touch of his tail. After he bounded away, she had to take a few moments to steady herself, legs feeling a little wobbly all of a sudden. Soon enough, however, she was ready to move again, and so she slipped out of the camp, darting through the forest after her partner.

Spottedflower purred quietly, her eyes half-lidded as she started to lick at her mate's muzzle as well.

Wolfheart watched on, wide-eyed, as the she cats began to lap at one another's muzzles.

"You can go to bed now, little one," Honeypelt soothed, continuing her calming licking as Lilykit got tired.

Within a heartbeat, Oakfoot was on all fours, his handsome frame standing tall and muscles rippling as he locked eyes very deliberately with the she-cat, taking charge as he tended to do in these situations. "You do now," he growled a sultry, low growl, brushing his tail down her spine. "Meet me in our usual spot." With that, he bounded out of camp, going to prepare their usual clearing for this sort of thing, along with an array of fun little accessories for them to use.

Blossomsnow cast a quick glance at Wolfheart, feeling a shiver run down her spine at the sight of his growing excitement. She looked back at her mate and shuffled her paws, uncertain about how to start with an audience. Hesitantly, she leaned forward and licked at the other she-cat’s muzzle.

Lilykit pouted when the little bats of her paws did nothing to even cause a slight stutter in the motion of the licks. She nodded, letting out another yawn.

Emberleaf narrowed her eyes at the tom in suspicion for the first comment, wondering if he’d meant to imply that it wasn’t hard for a rabbit to be as big as she was- meaning she was small. Before she could respond, though, he continued on, and all her attention was caught by his next words and the implications therein. “Hmm.” She pretended to think about it for a moment, doing her best to hide her sudden excitement. “I don’t believe so.”

"it's not so hard," replied Spottedflower with a purr. "Well, it sort of is." She looked knowingly at Wolfheart, who felt himself start to emerge from his sheath at the look and the comment alone. "Something tells me he'd like to watch us, for starters."

Wolfheart nodded quickly, swallowing.

"Are you tired, little one?" Honeypelt cooed, continuing her grooming despite the assault from below.

Oakfoot noticed Emberleaf returning his interest, grinning more confidently now. "I bet it was.". After a moment, he added "did you have any plans for the rest of the day?"

Some more heat crept into Blossomsnow’s ears and cheeks at the teasing. She shook her head silently, sure that anything she tried to say would come out as a squeak.

Lilykit purred sleepily at the grooming, rolling over to halfheartedly bat at Honeypelt’s muzzle.

Emberleaf could feel a shiver run down her spine at the look in her friend’s eyes as he blatantly checked her out. However, two could play at that game, so she returned the favor, running her gaze up and down his body. “You should’ve seen Shadetalon’s rabbit,” she responded. “That thing was almost as big as me.”

Spottedflower purred softly. "Are you sure? You seem to know your way around my body well enough.". She teased her mate, flicking her tail and resting it under the other she-cat's chin. "Have you done anything with a male before?"

Wolfheart watched nervously, pinning his ears back at the teasing and trying not to get hard just from imagining the two together.

Honeypelt gingerly placed the tiny kit back in her nest and groomed her.

"It does, doesn't it?". Oakfoot replied. "That mouse was the plumpest I've seen in moons." He smirked slightly as he let his eyes wander over Emberleaf during their casual conversation, making a point of letting her see he was doing so.

Blossomsnow jumped in surprise upon being bumped into. “It’s fine,” she assured the tom, though not without her own nervousness coloring her tone. She switched her gaze to Spottedflower, feeling a little flustered. “I’m not sure,” she admitted, glancing away for a moment then back. “I don’t... this is completely new.”

Eventually, Lilykit began to grow tired. She flopped down onto the ground where she had been standing, letting out a squeaky yawn.

The stretch caught Emberleaf’s eye, and her gaze lingered appreciatively on his form for a moment before she managed to flick it back up to his face. “That’s good,” she said. The rogues had been almost nonexistent in the moons since the battle, and there wasn’t a cat in LoveClan who wasn’t grateful for it. “On another positive note, the prey seems to be running well,” she added.

Wolfheart was too deep in his own head to realize the pair of she-cats had stopped walking, and bumped into them both my accident, quickly backpedaling and mewing an awkward "Sorry!!"

Spottedflower chuckled softly, looking between her mate and the bumbling tom friend of theirs. "So... How did you want to start, Blossomsnow?"

Honeypelt purred loudly and constantly with amusement, continuing to entertain the young kit.

"Alright," Oakfoot replied with a yawn, glancing up at the pretty she-cat. "Just caught me napping a little after dawn patrol." Stretching, he added "nothing happened, as usual." Oakfoot loved the she-cat's company, and the relationship they had. The casual way that they interacted normally hardly indicated how steamy and kinky things got between them when they were in the mood, and he loved it.