A Romantic Entanglement (Stormwind)

Crowpaw paused, looking at her. “Yes?” He questioned, tilting his head to the side.

“Crowpaw...” Feathertail mewled softly, stopping mid-step before heading back towards the traveling clan cat’s temporary camp.

Crowpaw glanced up at her briefly, letting out an agreeing sound, and pulled back once he was certain her pelt was clean.

“We need to meet up more...” Feathertail huffed matter-of-factly, her eyes narrowing with pleasure as Crowpaw groomed her pelt.

Once Crowpaw finished with his own fur, he helped Feathertail clean hers.

Feathertail leaned in to lick off a spot Crowpaw missed before getting to work on her own fur, licking rapidly for fear of being caught out by a restless clanmate.

Crowpaw grimaced unhappily but forced himself up into a sitting position and started to clean his fur.

“Crowpaw... ah...” Feathertail mewled out weakly, reluctantly rolling onto her belly and looking back at her mate. “Crowpaw... we’ll be missed in Camp...”

Crowpaw cuddled into the larger she-cat’s side, breathing heavily.

Feathertail flopped onto her side beside Crowpaw, panting heavily after being used so roughly by the apprentice.

Eventually, Crowpaw managed to find the strength to move and pushed himself off of Feathertail, collapsing on the ground next to her.

Feathertail bit her tongue to suppress a slightly uncomfortable mewl as Crowpaw set more of his weight on top of her, the silvery she-cat’s legs already quivering as she tried to hold the tom up through the pleasure, her core leaking clear fluid onto the ground and down her hindlegs.

Breathing heavily, Crowpaw cling to Feathertail, accidentally putting some more of his weight on her as he tried to recover.

Feeling Crowpaw’s seed shoot across her belly and watching the white cum pool between her paws was enough for Feathertail as well, and with just a few heartbeats of touching herself with her tail she finished as well, mewling out in pleasure as her core clamped and convulsed while Crowpaw remained above her.

Crowpaw gasped loudly when her walls clamped down on his cock, and he just barely managed to pull out before he was cumming, his cum shooting across her belly and the ground.

“FuckFuckFuckFuckFuck-!” Finally, Feathertail climaxed after cursing with the rhythm of Crowpaw’s thrusts for a moment, the She-cat mewling out helplessly after being roughly humped by the apprentice brought her a much better orgasm than she’d ever gotten with her own paw or tongue.

Crowpaw struggled to hold himself back from cumming until Feathertail came herself, grunting with the effort of each thrust.

Panting, Feathertail’s claws gripped the ground as she was used roughly, with the apprentice’s thrusts growing more unpredictable with each thrust. “Mm- Crowpaw- Ah! Cum wherever you- nnh- want!”

Crowpaw’s thrusts started to grow more erratic and slow down slightly as the young apprentice drew closer to his climax.

“Like that! Yes!” Moaned Feathertail in response, raising her rear even higher for the younger tom as his thrusts got even more forceful and rough than they already were. The female’s pretty eyes were squeezed tightly shut, The she-cat getting ready to climax for the first time.

Crowpaw gave an encouraging moan to Feathertail through the mouthful of fur he head, digging his hind claws into the ground to allow himself more leverage to thrust into her.

“Mngh, Crowpaw, Mark me with your cum. Claim me, Make me yours and yours only.” Feathertail moaned out as she was fucked hard, hoping to encourage the tom to milk as much of his seed from him as she could.

Crowpaw didn’t know how long he’d be able to keep fucking Feathertail at this pace- it was his first time, so his climax was already starting to come closer, and he was already getting tired- but he’d certainly go for as long as he could.

Feathertail’s cute mewl as she was yanked back was then interrupted by a yowl of pleasure as Crowpaw started to fuck her much harder than before.  “Aah, Crowpaw, yes-!”  Mewled the She-cat, helpless beneath the tom as he granted her wish and got rough.

(A little, but Crowpaw’s pleasure helps her to get off, too. :3 )

(That’s a bit of self-destructive thinking there, Feathertail.)

Crowpaw groaned into her scruff, yanking back on it to make her arch her back and using the new position to start pounding into her.