Run Away Bravely (Stormwind)

Leafpool arched her back, letting out a cry as she climaxed, her core tightening around him.

As Leafpool leaned up to push her face into his neck fur, Crowfeather bit into her shoulder dominantly and began to thrust faster, feeling his climax coming close. He kept his teeth in Leafpool’s skin, however, feeling he didn’t have to warn The she-cat if he was going to cum inside her as she asked for.

Leafpool buried her face in his neck fur, clutching his shoulders with her paws as she moaned helplessly, thoughts of love driven out of her mind for the moment.

Crowfeather didn’t notice the look Leafpool gave him. His eyes were squeezed shut from the pleasure at the moment, his muscular body gliding back and forth over hers with each rhythmic thrust into the She-cat’s soaking wet core.

Even through the haze of pleasure, Leafpool heard his words and stared up at him in astonishment, eyes widening. He still loves me?

Crowfeather eventually broke their kiss once more, panting softly, gazing deeply into Leafpool’s eyes as he thrusted in and out of her rhythmically. “I love you so much... Oh Starclan this is good...”

“Crowfeather,” she moaned breathlessly into his mouth, her tail tightening around his tail.

“Leafpool,” The tom huffed his mate’s name, kissing her forcefully once more as he made love to the medicine cat beneath him.

Leafpool tilted her neck to allow him better access to it, her moans growing slightly louder.

Crowfeather attacked Leafpool’s neck with licks and nibbles, his thrusting growing slightly faster.

Leafpool moaned softly, closing her own eyes.

Crowfeather broke their kiss, taking a pleasured breath before beginning to thrust, closing his eyes in bliss

Leafpool kisses him back, almost desperately, and she still whined because he was still going too slow for her.

Crowfeather cut off her whine with a kiss, simultaneously pushing his tip inside her, slowly feeding the rest in, a little at a time.

Leafpool gave a soft moan and whined, arching her back and bucking her hips, trying to get him to enter her.

“I don’t want to cum as soon as I put it in,” huffed the tom in reply, continuing to grind against her and starting to lick at her muzzle. If we do have kits, again... I want this to be special.

Leafpool made a huffy little sound at him while she groomed his neck, impatient. “You’re being too slow,” she informed him in a half-whine.

Crowfeather purred softly against Leafpool’s tongue as it drew over his neck, lifting his head tovsllow the She-cat more access. He ensured his tail was entwined tightly with hers before looking back down, gazing longingly into Leafpool’s eyes as he touched noses with the pretty She-cat.

Leafpool blinked, surprise flashing across her expression for a moment before she pushed it aside and decided to focus more on what he was about to do to her. She curled her tail around his tail tightly and reached up to draw her tongue over his neck fur.

Crowfeather looked down at Leafpool very seriously, his mind swirling with questions. What if she got pregnant again? There was no chance Bramcleclaw and Squirrelflight could cover for them again. And while the secret about their last litter remained known to only a few cats, what’s to say they wouldn’t get caught this time?

The tom decided not to worry, his mind instead racing with lusty thoughts, and the tom stood up, liking himself up with The she-cat’s core. As he stood, he locked eyes with her and drew his tongue over her chest once as he stared up at Leafpool. “Whatever my little girl wants,” Crowfeather reaffirmed with a murmur, rubbing his length between her hindlegs.

Leafpool curled up a little underneath him, sneaking a quick lick to his length and peeking up at him again. “I want you to fill me with your cum, Daddy.”

Crowfeather waited, a little impatiently. “You know I’m a sucker for you, my little girl.” Teased the tom with a loud purr, brushing his length over her cheek. “I’ll give you whatever you want, if you ask Your Daddy nicely.”

Leafpool shuddered, as she always did when he called himself her Daddy. She peered up at him through half-lidded eyes, uncertain what he would say to where she really wanted his cum. Inside her.

Crowfeather purred loudly as Leafpool did exactly as she was told. “Now,” purred the tom loudly, “Tell Your Daddy where you want his cum when he’s done fucking your pretty little muzzle.”

Obediently, Leafpool leaned forward a little and placed her lips on his cock, placing kisses on it along a line.