Everlasting Love (Stormwind)

Duststorm gasped into his mate’s mouth, unwilling to break the kiss with Mossflower as he continued to pump her full of his seed.

Mossflower immediately kissed him back, one paw on his chest and the others resting on the ground, the claws of the ones on the ground digging into said ground as the two came together.

In the midst of her climax, and with Duststorm about to burst as well, the tan tabby pulled the tortoiseshell’s head down with a forepaw and kissed her forcefully. When the tom felt himself go over the edge, he moaned into the She-cat’s mouth as he made out with her, his cock shooting seed deep inside his mate’s pussy.

“You’re not the only one,” the tortoiseshell she-cat gasped out, managing to move up and down twice more before her climax hit, crying out.

“Nngh!” Groaned The tom beneath Mossflower, that being the only response he could muster as she changed her angle and clenched around his cock. The tom arched his back and let out a low moan beneath his mate. “I’m close!”

“Duststorm,” Mossflower gasped out, voice trailing off into a moan as she dropped at an angle so that he hit her g-spot. Her walls tightened around him as her climax approached.

Duststorm mewled out, loving how snug she felt around his engorged length. He let out a winded oof when the paw ended up on his chest, but he made no effort to move it. If anything, he liked the extra contact between him and his mate.

Mossflower placed one of her paws on his chest, briefly, her tail lashing and back arching a bit as she let herself drop back onto him.

Duststorm wished he could see Mossflower riding him, but groaned out appreciatively at the incredible sensation, trying to picture what the scene must look like in his head from his memory of what his mate looked like.

Mossflower wished she could see Duststorm’s eyes but put the thought aside, focusing on riding his cock. She moaned loudly.

Duststorm groaned softly, panting in rhythm with Mossflower’s thrusts as her tight pussy slid up and down his cock over and over again.

Mossflower groaned and started to move, starting out slow but gradually speeding up as she got comfortable again.

“Great Starclan,” gasped Duststorm, his tail tightening around hers from the explosion of pleasure he felt. His blindness made him even more sensitive and more susceptible to the pleasure, if anything. The tom arched his back and bucked his hips upwards towards his mate.

Mossflower dropped herself down onto him, letting out a low moan as his cock filled her up, the she-cat sinking all the way down on it.

Duststorm could tell from Mossflower’s breathing what position she had put herself in. The tom quietly purred as he wrapped his tail tightly around hers, preparing for The she-cat to inevitably drop onto his cock.

Mossflower huffed at him, not bothering to speak as she repositioned herself so that she was hovering above him, her core lined up with his cock.

Duststorm purred quietly when he felt her mouth leave his length. “You’re so talented, Mossflower. Maybe I’ll have you ‘clean me up’ afterwards.” A smirk accompanied his suggestive mewl, his rock hard length pointing straight up in the air between them.

Mossflower made an ‘oh, yeah’ face but still pouted a little before pulling her mouth off of him. She licked her lips and blinked at him, straightening up.

“Didn’t you want a second litter...?” The tom cooed, grinning down at his mate. Had he seen the way she was looking up at him with her lips still wrapped around his member, he might have changed his mind and just fucked her face until he came. But he couldn’t, and he was eager to give his mate his kits instead of shooting his load into her throat.

Mossflower immediately stopped but she didn’t take her mouth off of his cock, blinking up at him questioningly.

“Agh,” Groaned The tom as her teeth scraped against his length, The tom bucking his hips upward towards her mouth receptively. As he approached climax, the Tom’s eyes screwed tightly shut, but he managed to groan out a soft “Mossflower, wait...!”

Mossflower purred in response to his moaning of her name, her mouth and throat vibrating around him. She lightly scraped her teeth over his shaft.

(Glad we agree on that! )

“You’re so good at this... Mossflower...” The blinded tom groaned out thankfully, his tail lashing behind him as he tried to keep his claws from extending while he held the back of his mate’s neck with one of his forepaws.

(That sounds awesome mwahahahaha )

Mossflower swirled her tongue around his shaft, shifting herself to get a better position so that she could take him deeper.

(Should the Dimclan patrol get to Loveclan in time to participate in the orgy? What do you think?)

Duststorm groaned loudly, his eyes tightly shut as Mossflower sucked him off.