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She arched her back and moaned, her core still extremely sensitive.

Grooming her scruff, he gently and slowly pushed into her.

She held back from trying to pull away from him, she purred loudly and panted softly.

Hornet pulled his muzzle out of her and swiped his tongue over his jaws. "All right, all right," he said, mounting her.

She gasped loudly and moaned, squirming in pleasure, "Hornet quit teasing me" She mewled in want.

He swallowed it instinctively, a shiver running through his body. Ignoring it, he pushed the rest of his muzzle into her, lapping at the entrance to her womb.

All she felt was his tongue in her, she moaned and pushed back against him, not even feeling the last of the afterbirth detatch from her womb and get lapped up by the tom.

Pricking his ears, he lapped at it curiously. I wonder what this is..?

She gasped and moaned, there was still some nutrient rich afterbirth inside the queen.

He purred quietly, nosing his way past her folds as he ate her out.

She crouched for him and raised her tail, biting her lip and twitching when he lapped at her still stretched and sensitive core.

"O-Okay." Nuzzling her, he padded around to her rear end and nosed his way underneath her tail, lapping at her core.

"Positive" She mewed and licked all over his face, her ears twitching as the kits' mewls slowly stopped as they fell asleep.

He blinked at her, gently nosing her cheek. "You sure?"

She continued rubbing against him, "Make me yours Hornet... I want to be yours, just yours" She murmured.

He licked her cheek. "Keep trying."

"It's hard to" She whimpered and licked his head.

He pulled her to the ground and wrapped his forepaws around her. "Stop it. Stop thinking about them."

"No Hornet, it isn't" She mewed, "I just can't get over everything that's happened to me for the last couple years, seeing you helps me forget it, but then I look to the kits and it all comes back to me" She whimpered.

He twined his tail with hers, licking her neck fur. "It's fine."

She softly pulled away from her kits, ignoring their mewls, she rubbed against Hornet, her tail lashing, she still had the heavy scent of birth on her, "Don't be" She whimpered, continuing to rub against him while her kits squirmed around in the nest, "Please" She sajd quietly.

"I'm not mad." He drew his tongue over her fur. "Just sad."

She flinched when he spoke, thinking he was mad at her.

Sighing, he rested his head on her back. "I said I understand."

"I'm not rejecting you whatsoever, I just... I'm scared to be with a tom... It's become easier around you I'm just worried that my clan will find us" She whimpered.