Run Away Bravely (Stormwind)

“You taste so good,” groaned Lionblaze softly, opening his eyes to gaze up into her beautiful heathery blues as his tongue slipped inside her.

Little breathy gasps and moans fell from her lips, the she-cat arching her back.

Lionblaze purred softly, craning his neck to give the tail around his neck a few teasing licks. He returned to his prize after a few heartbeats, his eyes fluttering shut as he fell into a rhythm, lapping at her pussy lips over and over with the same force and speed.

Heathertail let out a little mewl, her tail tightening around his neck.

Lionblaze laid down between Heathertail’s hindlegs. Once he settled in, he reached in with one forepaw, using it to caress her inner thighs. Finally he nosed at her slit and then slowly drew his tongue over her core.

Heathertail wrapped her tail around his neck, letting out soft, breathy purrs at the feel of his tongue on her body.

“You didn’t let me get a taste of you last time,” pouted the tom, intent on changing that now. He licked down her chest and belly rapidly, only licking over her nipples by accident as she blazed a wet trail down to her inner legs.

Heathertail obligingly lay down on her back for the tom, tail flicking.

Lionblaze kept licking her neck for a moment before slowing his licks, mewing between them “Will you lie back for me, my leader?”

Heathertail shivered slightly at the name and tone, eyes falling closed.

“Mm... you’re so beautiful, Heatherstar.” Lionblaze murmured seductively into her neck, a slight smile forming on his muzzle when he called her by the leader’s name, recalling all the time they had spent down here as a clan, taking turns being the leader.

Heathertail purred softly, tilting her head slightly to give him better access to her neck.

Lionblaze was almost immediately beside her, beginning to lap at her neck from slightly behind the pretty She-cat.

Heathertail padded into the cave and looked around at the familiar surroundings, including the river, before turning back to him.

“Stop being so perfect then,” The tom retorted with a soft purr, though his licking stopped. He dropped behind Heathertail so the she-cat could be the first into their favorite cavern.

Heathertail huffed a laugh, gently swatting at his muzzle. “Be patient, Lionblaze,” she said, amused. Not that she wasn’t just as eager as him, she was just hiding it better.

“You’re so beautiful, Heathertail,” huffed Lionblaze as they entered the caverns, padding towards Darkclan’s old Camp once more. His licks along her side got more and more insistent as they padded downwards, the tom anticipating what was to come eagerly.

Heathertail purred softly, glancing at him as they walked.

“Then we’ll go there,” Replied Lionblaze, wrapping his tail tightly around Heathertail’s before making his way to the caves with her at his side, their pelts brushing constantly.

“Only the tunnels are safe enough,” Heathertail pointed out, ears flicking.

On the other side, Lionblaze hopped off of the log and looked around. “Where do you want to go?” His eyes were already half-lidded, and the tom couldn’t resist licking at her muzzle while he waited for an answer. He’d take her anywhere in the four territories for this.

Amusement in her eyes, Heathertail allowed the tom to nudge her to the log bridge and over it.

The Tom immediately stood up and padded up to Heathertail, planting affectionate licks all over her muzzle. The Tom wordlessly, insistently nudged her in the direction of the log bridge, wanting to get far, far away from the crowded island.

Heathertail blinked in surprise, not having expected that question. But she didn’t even hesitate to answer. “Yes.”

“...Would you have my kits?” Lionblaze finally murmured, his heart feeling as if it was going to jump straight out of his mouth with every beat. He felt nothing but love for The she-cat before him, and they both loved kits, so it seemed a natural step.