This Is Wrong But It Feels So Right (Stormwind)

Blackstar was still pressed right against his mate when he woke up, taking a moment to gain his bearings and realize he was in the nursery. The tom glanced out of the entrance in the direction of Meadowclan's territory, realizing just how much he needed to go check on Mallowstar.

She nuzzled against his chest, closing her eyes with a soft purr.

Blackstar quickly followed, pressing back-to-back against Swallowflight to share the most warmth with the female, his arch molding with hers perfectly. The jet-black tom purred quietly as he laid down beside his mate, moderating his volume on purpose to avoid waking up the kits.

Swallowflight slipped into the nursery, sliding into her nest and curling around the still-sleeping kits.

Blackstar purred loudly the rest of the walk back. While a loving lick from Swallowflight wasn't exactly a rare occurrence, the tom promised himself every single time that he would never groom that spot again, as if he was still a lovesick apprentice. When they finally arrived at the camp he walked with her to the nursery, eager to follow through on his promise of sleeping there with her.

“I love you too,” Swallowflight said softly, turning her head to plant a lick on his muzzle.

Blackstar nuzzled into Swallowflight's neck as they walked,purring quietly and eventually mewing "I love you." His quiet voice was the only noise in the beautiful, clear night besides the chirping of crickets.

Swallowflight twitched involuntarily at the mention of Mallowstar, just barely suppressing a scowl. She respected her former leader and even liked her, but she detested having to share her mate with her, even if the other she-cat had had him first. It was even worse now that Mallowstar was pregnant and going to give birth at any time.

Blackstar purred softly, waiting until Swallowflight was standing alongside him. He entwined his tail with hers as he began to walk with her back towards home. Along the way, glancing up at what parts of the night sky he could see between the leaves of the trees, He mewed "To think I wouldn't have met you if Mallowstar had assigned any of the other apprentices to guarding me..."

She reluctantly rolled over and pushed herself to her paws.

Blackstar soon finished cleaning off Swallowflight's face, swallowing down his own cum in one gulp before glancing towards his mate again, a soft purr rumbling through him. "Shall we?"

Swallowflight swatted at his ears but didn’t protest, closing her eyes to let him clean up her fsce.

"I can help with that as well," Blackstar purred. Ever the gentleman, and a kinky one at that, the tom began to lap his own cum off of Swallowflight's face, purring quietly the whole time as he lovingly groomed her clean.

She huffed reluctantly, sitting up and opening her eyes. “I need to clean up first.”

"I'll sleep with you in the nursery," The tom purred in a sing-songy voice as he tried to convince the she-cat to get up, standing up himself after giving her chest a few more loving licks.

She whined softly in protest, squinting at him.

(Seriously!)

Blackstar purred softly as he pressed his cheek against his mate's chest, and in another life the pair of them might've fallen asleep right there. "We've gotta get you back to the kits, love," purred the tom softly, giving her cheek a quick lick and tasting some of the cum he'd plastered onto her face.

SHe huffed and rolled over to cuddle him more.

(School. Ugh)

Blackstar purred loudly at Swallowflight's batting, relegating his licking to her chest only. The tom wasn't trying to stimulate her more, he just felt like expressing his love as they cuddled together post-coitus.

Swallowflight batted weakly at her mate with a paw, exhausted from the rough mating.

Blackstar sighed, his eyes closing in a slow blink of pure bliss. The tom laid on his belly alongside Swallowflight, grooming the female's neck and chest with loving licks, his tail entwining with hers.

She closed her eyes against the rain of cum, panting heavily.

Blackstar huffed, then panted, then yowled in pleasure as he thrusted into her core, now fluttering around his cock with orgasm. The tom couldn't last more than a few heartbeats under that circumstance and yanked his cock out of her. He performed the maneuver a bit too late, leaving the first spurt of his cum to shoot across the female's chest as he stepped over top of her once more. After that, however, rope after ripe of his seed rained down on Swallowflight's face and ears, just as he'd said.

Swallowflight made a noise that might have been meant as a reply to his comment had she been able to speak or even think coherently. She let out a cry, her walls squeezing his cock as she climaxed.

Blackstar growled with pleasure and pain as her claws gripped at his back. Feeling that the female wouldn't have much right to object given the way she was currently being fucked, and that he was accommodating her sharp claws, the tom snarled "I'm going to cum all over that pretty little face of yours, Swallowflight!" The tom bit his lip in an effort to hold back his own orgasm until his mate experienced hers.