Separated So Young [Sarah]

She smiled, nodding. As long as it was a game, shed be ok with it. "Ok."

He licked his lips, and tried a different approach. "Shhhh, relax, Raccoonkit, just see it as a game," he grinned. "I'm not really your boss, but pretend I'm the leader and your the warrior, and you have to do whatever I say." He licked her ear and rubbed his member at her opening. "And if you do what I say you get a reward."

(Sure)

She yelped, whipping her head around to come nose to nose with him. "I don't have to," she hissed, "You're not my boss." she told him stubbornly, huffing. She couldn't help the fear in her eyes, though. He was two moons older than him and much, much more powerful. She bit back a whimper.

He smirked, this new game becoming his new favorite easily. He pulled out and held his tip right at her core, and bluntly bit her shoulder, just enough to cause pain but not draw blood. "Answer me," he growled, not tolerating her disobedience.

(how about her 4 and him 6, and he becomes an apprentice right after this? And we can time-skip to later)

(Should she be 3 moons and he 5 or she four and he 5, soon becoming an apprentice?)

The she-kit offered no reply, moaning in pleasure as he mated her. She kept herself pushed against him so every thrust went as deep as it could. Her paws kneeded the ground, walls clenching his member.

The tom-kitten didn't resist the instinctive, primal urges inside of him as he mated this female beneath him, biting her scruff lightly to mark her with his teeth before gently licking the bite to soothe her, watching as her eyes showed fear, a sign of submission. "Yesssss," he hissed, "tell me how you like being on bottom and kissing a tom's butt!" He felt a strange new type of pleasure as speaking the words.

Her eyes widened as Flamekit grabbed her scruff, suddenly a bit fearful of the larger tom. She arched her back at his first hump, one that was smooth and filled with pleasure. A few times she winced as his small barbs scarped her sensitive walls.

He snorted and got to his paws, but didn't reply as he fell into the instrinctive urge to grip her scruff roughly with his teeth, putting his paws right next to her shoulder to still here. "Stay," he ordered, pulling himself out a little and pushing back in, his first hump, and when he felt the pleasure from that, he began to hump more, gaining speed steadily.

She moaned softly as he pushed in, then yelped and he fell on her. She squirmed uncomfortably, "You're crushing me!" she said. She arched her back in an attempt to get him up. She flopped down to the ground,letting out a huff of air.

Her clenched, undecided expression was enough for the high-on-pleasure tom, and he pushed in as far as he could until his hips made contact with hers, making it impossible to go any deeper, and he held himself there, her warmth and tightness making him go limp on top of the she-cat so she took his weight.

She let out shakey breath as he pushed into her, unable to decide what she was feeling. Was it pleasure? Was it pain? She didn't know. Her eyes were clenched shut and her back was stiff, as if she was deep in thought.

He licked her spine, nipping it lightly to distract her as he slotted his member again smoothly, feeling her walls clench around it as though trying to push him back out, which made his hindlegs tremble in sheer pleasure. "You're very tight," he groaned out, looking through hazy vision at the she-cat's face to see if she was beginning to enjoy it.

She nodded, "Y..yeah, but be gentle." She reached up and wiped her tears with a forepaw. She raised her butt again,giving him the signal to continue. Although it hurt, the tiny she-kit was amazed at how big his thing was.

He winced as she cried out, and he pulled back, making his tiny barbs just barely scratch at her walls until his member hung stiff between her hindlegs. "Sorry," he tried soothing the little kit, using his forepaw to rub her back fur. "Do you want me to try again?" He on the other hand was amazed at how tight the feeling had been and wanted to shove his whole thing into her now, but he'd wait until she was ready.

Smiling at his praise, she raised her butt as high as she could go and her front down. As he thrusted into her, she let out a loud cry of pain. Her claws dug into the ground and she squirmed as he ripped away her virginity unknowingly. Tears began to form in her eyes as she looked at him. She had a small look of betrayal in her eyes. "Why'd you hurt me?" she asked innocently.

Flamekit grinned and padded around her once, looking her crouched form over. "Good hunting stance," he praised her, "but for this I think you should get your front end a little lower and your butt higher." He climbed onto her back and since they were doing the deed for real this time, he braced his claws in the ground so she couldn't escape, and in his excitement he just thrusted half his member in right away.

She gagged slightly Ashe out his paw on her head. She moved out from under him, laying her head on her paws and raising her butt into the air. She moved her bushy tail out of the way to reveal her core. It was slightly wet from arousal and anticipation.

"Ohhh, yes, that's it," he growled, catching on and gripping the top of her head with a large paw. "This...this feels so good. I think I should get on your back now."

She drew her tongue over his member is a long, teasing lick. As it grew she had an idea. Scooting closer to him, Raccoonkit out her paws on his hips and took the tip in her mouth. She took in its taste, running her tongue over it while in her mouth. She bobs her head a little.

He giggled. "Not yet, silly. Look, it's getting bigger. You need to get it all the way out." He rubbed his member and balls on her lips. "Why'd you stop?" he complained, wanting her to stop talking and just work.

She stared at his cock with crossed eyes, gently poking it's tip. She sniffed it and gave it a quick lick. She looked please,"I did it." she said, giving it another breif lick.

He saw her smile and he grinned, glad that she liked it. He remember how the warrior had made fun of the she-cat he had been mating, and how much she had liked it, so he tried to follow suit. "You like that, don't you? Kissing my balls and...you know, thing," at his words the tip emerged from the sheath, resting right on her muzzle as it pointed straight at her.

She ignored his bossy tone, breathing in his musk. She kissed his balls once more, delivering a quick lick to them. She pondered their taste, smiling.

He let out a little gasp as she kissed his balls, and he watched her closely. "Do it again!" he ordered in his bossy kit-like tone, and he shifted forward so his sac was pushed against her nose, making her sniff it.

She shivered as his sheath brushed her core. She shrugged and slid out from under him. Raccoonkit nudged him into a the position he was earlier. She nosed it, then kissed it. With a deep, nervous breath she kissed his balls, staring up at him to make sure he was OK .