A Romantic Entanglement (Stormwind)

Crowfeather went limp with a whine of dismay when she removed her tongue from his tailhole, only to let out another helpless mewl when her touches turned to his length. As Feathertail had discovered previously, the tom was quite loud during sex. He lifted his head to stare pleadingly down at her, cock twitching at the sight of her between his hind legs.

As much as Feathertail was enjoying taking advantage of the poor tom's senstive tailhole, she eventually withdrew her tongue from inside him, giving the tom's hole a final kiss before drawing her tongue sloooowly up his length, smirking at him around his cock as she did so.

Crowfeather gasped and mewled in pleasure at the continued assault, occasionally letting out a cry when she hit an especially sensitive spot. He writhed helplessly on the ground, tail tightening around her neck.

Feathertail purred at the tom's response and kept up her assault, even pushing her tongue inside him and licking all around.

Nightcloud finally came to the source of the noise she was hearing, and was astonished to find Crowfeather, a tom who had risked his life for Windclan on the journey, getting eaten out by Feathertail, a Riverclan warrior! As much as this was scandalous, that just made it more interesting, so Nightcloud carefully settled in to watch, out of view of the lovers.

Crowfeather moaned out when she finally touched his member, which turned into a sharp cry at the tongue on his tailhole. He arched his back, keening a little at the sudden pleasure after several minutes of teasing.

(yep!)

Feathertail purred loudly at Crowfeather's insistent pleas, and finally licked her way up his leg. She planted a kiss on the tip of his member before ducking back down, lapping at the tom's tailhole eagerly.

Nightcloud's ears perked as she heard what sounded like him begging, quietly trotting towards the sound to investigate.

“Feathertail... please,” the dark tom begged finally, reduced to pitiful mewls and helpless squirming around on the ground. He arched his back, curling his tail around her neck to try and tug her down between his hind legs.

(I think we were going to have Nightcloud watch this and then later come to Crowfeather while he’s on vigil and can’t speak to send her away? And that Feathertail might join in then, with the two she-cats having their way with him.)

When that paw was thoroughly covered in licks and small kisses, Feathertail moved to the other one, smirking in self satisfaction as the tom squirmed under her tongue.

Crowfeather gasped softly at the light touch, bucking his hips up into her paw. He whimpered helplessly when she removed the paw, trying to follow it for a moment before collapsing back onto the ground. He squirmed around on the ground beneath her, his paw quivering in her hold.

"uh uh uh, not yet," Feathertail teased upon seeing Crowfeather's cock starting to harden. She gently rubbed it with one of her forepaws a few times before returning to using only her tongue on him. She made it finally to his hindpaw, which she began to lavish with attention. Licking the pads, between them, and taking his pawtoes and claws into her mouth and gently suckling each one.

Crowfeather squirmed underneath his mate’s ministrations, a pleading mewl escaping his throat. The she-cat’s licks had clearly been driving the tom wild, as evidenced by the fact that his cock was already out of its sheath and half-hard.

Feathertail purred loudly and returned to her duty. She had soon licked all the way down Crowfeather's body, but rather than diving between his legs for the main event, the silvery she-cat instead started to lick her way down the inside of one of the tom's hindlegs.

Crowfeather shuddered at the reminder, lust pooling in his belly. He swallowed and nodded in reply, meeting her eyes with his own. Another shudder went through him at the blatant want in her gaze.

Feathertail smirked up at her mate, stopping mid-lick to purr "Remember what I said I'd do last time we met like this?"

Crowfeather rasped his tongue over her face with a faint smirk, momentarily returning the favor even as he made sure not to impede her goal.

Feathertail purred loudly, staring back into Crowfeather’s eyes and maintaining that contact as she started to lap at his chest, smiling up at him softly.

Crowfeather licked her muzzle with a purr, blue eyes warm as he looked at her.

Feathertail did a thorough job, finishing off her partner’s face with a lick over the bridge of the nose and then an eager kiss to his muzzle, purring into Crowfeather’s muzzle as she took a quick break from the tongue bath she was going to give him.

Crowfeather stayed still for the older she-cat, purring softly as he enjoyed the strokes of her tongue on his face.

After taking a moment to breathe, Feathertail began to groom Crowfeather’s muzzle and his cheeks, purring loudly and winking at the tom knowingly as she began to lick him just as she’d promised.

Crowfeather let out a low groan in his throat, greatly enjoying the kiss. This went on for a while longer before he had to pull away for air, panting quietly. Blue eyes that had closed opened again, immediately focusing on Feathertail’s face.

“Yeah,” Feathertail Replied breathily to Crowfeather, eagerly taking over the kiss when the younger warrior allowed her to, too eager to kiss him to give a longer reply. Purring, she began to uphold her earlier promise to the tom, exploring the other cat’s maw with her tongue.

The smoky tom slipped his tongue into Feathertail's mouth with a loud purr. He eagerly explored the inside of her maw, immediately taking control of the kiss in a rare moment. It was only for a moment, however, before Crowfeather gave control over to the older she-cat, his blue eyes sliding shut. "Love you," he groaned into her mouth.

(Edit 12/17: Feathertail promised to lick Crowfeather everywhere next time she got him alone >:3)

Feathertail purred and eagerly granted his request, opening her maw to allow his tongue in.

Crowfeather let his eyes slip half-closed, a deep purr rumbling in his throat. He placed a paw on Feathertail's chest, gently lapping at her muzzle in a silent request.