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Bright Moon castle was an empty place. Empty and well kept. The walls had neither rust nor cracks, and rather than the constant whirring and banging of construction, demolition, and refurbishment, the only sounds that floated through the wide hallways were the tweeting of birds and the sound of waterfalls. And, from a closed door in the guest wing, the frustrated moans of an ex-soldier, drifted through the barely used halls.
Adora couldn’t seem to relax. Which was weird, because Bright Moon castle had to be the most relaxing place she had ever even seen. But still, she couldn’t relax. Maybe it was how unfamiliar it all was, the soft beds, the bright hallways, the clean floors (seriously, Adora had eaten off of trays less clean than these floors) it was all so strange and unfamiliar. And to top it off, Catra wasn’t around. That was probably the strangest part about the weeks she had spent at Bright Moon. Even with Bow and Glimmer keeping her company, it was hard for Adora to even sleep without the feline hybrid around.
Adora sighed and took her hand away from her pussy. She’d been trying to get off for ages but this place was just too different. She couldn’t seem to relax enough to get off. Even worse, these rebels were weird about sex! Sex is just a bodily function, like sleeping or eating, and just like sleeping, each person needed different amounts of it to stay functional. And Adora needed a lot to stay functional. In the horde, that wasn’t a problem, you just find someone willing to help you let off steam and go! For as long as Adora could remember, that person had been Catra, but… …anyway, when Adora had brought the subject up during dinner yesterday with Bow and Glimmer, they had just about choked on their soup! Then there was all that stuff about “special someone” and “only with the person you love” and on and on! Maybe that was why the rebellion was struggling so hard. All their troops were pent up! Like Adora was!
Adora sighed. It was fine. She had chosen to leave the horde! Even if she did miss Catra, she had to deal! Adora reluctantly got dressed for the day. Not that there was much to do that day. Glimmer was still grounded for bringing home a horde soldier, even if that horde soldier had turned out to be SheRa. She’d figure something out… maybe she could set up a punching bag? Yeah! That sounded good! If she couldn’t get off, she could at least exhaust herself until she didn’t care anymore! A quiet knock on the door caught Adora’s attention. She only knew one person who actually knocked rather than trying to talk through the door first. “Come in, Bow.”
“How’d you know it was me?” He asked as he stepped in.
“Lucky guess.“ Adora chuckled. “What’s up?”
“Just wanted to check in.” He said casually, “We kinda left things in an awkward spot yesterday…”
“It’s fine.” Adora shrugged, taking a seat on her bed.
“We shouldn’t have lectured you like that.” Bow said. “You were raised differently, and we should at least try to respect that!”
“… you want to respect how the horde raised me?” She asked in surprise, “Are you sure? I thought they were scum?”
“I mean, if they raised you, they can’t all be bad!” He smiled while he sat down next to her, “And hey, just because the horde has a… different approach to relationships, that doesn’t automatically make it bad!”
Huh… that… that actually made Adora feel a lot more welcome. “Thanks Bow.” Hmm. Bow was… was he attractive? Adora guessed he was. He was built pretty well, had nice skin, always showed off his abs, and was extremely nice… was that what people found attractive in guys? Adora needed a distraction, but she was plagued with thoughts of mismatched eyes and wild mane. Bow was about as far from Catra as it was possible to get, and that was pretty important for Adora right then. “Hey, weird question, but are you and Glimmer like, a thing?”
“Uhhh, no?” Bow replied, “Well, kinda, sometimes. We sort of try to date every now and then, but we’re just better as friends.” He cringed a bit, “It’s… complicated. Why?”
“I uhhh…” How to put this in a way he wouldn’t be freaked out by it? “I’m really frustrated right now.”
“Hey,” Bow said comfortingly, “I understand. This is all new to you. All this standing around waiting must feel weird for a fighter like you!”
“It’s uhh… It’s not that kind of frustrated.” Adora said with an awkward chuckle.
“Huh?” Bow tilted his head quizzically. It took him a second, but he got it. “Oh. OH! I uhh, well…”
There was a tense moment between them, before they leaned closer for just a second. Adora hesitated. She needed this. She was so fucking pent up! And lonely. So she leaned in to kiss Bow. He seemed surprised at first, but he started kissing her back almost immediately. One of his hands reached up to stroke Adora’s back, while the other gently held her face. It was exactly what Adora was looking for. She hated it. Bow was an almost perfect guy. She was disgusted. Bow was so kind, and Adora needed this so badly. She felt sick.
Adora started kissing Bow more aggressively, trying to muscle through that feeling. Bow struggled to keep up for a second, but he adapted quickly. He let Adora push him backwards, until he was lying back on the bed, the much stronger girl pinning him to the mattress, his hand drifted from Adora’s face to her chest, not squeezing, just resting there, for now. Adora suppressed a gag and returned the gesture, slipping one hand up his abs and into his top, his bare midriff making it easy to get in.
‘This is good,’ Adora thought to herself, ‘This is what I wanted. This is what I need.’ She was a bad liar.
Bow’s hand on her back slid downwards, coming to rest on Adora’s ass. He gave the toned muscle an appreciative squeeze before suddenly letting go. Adora was thankful for that, despite her best efforts, but she was confused when Bow placed his hands on Adora’s shoulders and pushed her off of him. “What’s wrong? Why did you stop?”
“Adora…” He said, voice full of concern. “You’re crying.”
Huh? Now that she thought about it, Adora did feel wetness around her eyes. She quickly sat back and wiped her eyes. “Sorry.” She apologized. “It’s not you.” She sniffed.
“Are you okay?” Bow asked, sitting up to face her. He hesitantly reached out a hand to put on her shoulder, but didn’t touch her. Adora desperately wanted that contact, especially the companionable touch of friends.
“I…” She thought about it for a second. “I guess… I think I’m just not into guys.” She said quietly, “Sorry.”
“Hey!” Bow said. “You’ve got nothing to be sorry for. It’s fine!”
“I’m sorry.” Adora repeated. “I’m just… this place… I don’t feel like I belong here, you know?”
Bow looked like he wanted to hug her, but wasn’t sure if it would be okay. “Would a hug help?”
“A hug would help so much right now.” Adora told him. A second later she was being held tight. It was warm and soft, and it did a lot to ease the pain Adora was feeling at that moment. “I know they’re with the horde, and all… but I miss my friends. I miss…” Catra. She missed Catra so damned much!
“I understand. It’s hard to leave home behind.” Bow said. “But I’m here for you.”
“Hey Bow? Thanks for putting up with my weirdness.”
“No problem.” He said. “What are friends for?”
Friends… right, she had friends here too. She wasn’t completely alone. Still, Adora cried in Bow’s embrace for a while. At some point, when Adora wasn’t paying attention, Glimmer had joined them.
Adora felt… not good, but better. She could deal. “Thanks guys. I needed this.” She said with a smile. The three of them managed to get a training room set up, despite the disapproval of Queen Angella, and they spent the rest of the day having Adora teach Glimmer and Bow the basics of hand-to-hand combat. It even managed to make Adora feel a little less lonely…
She was more pent up than ever though.
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The windswept plains of the fright zone had once been fertile grasslands. That’s what the history books said. Until a drought had turned them into an endless dustbowl. Then Hordak came from the sky, bringing technology and industry to the struggling land. It was a nice story… and total bullshit. Still, regardless of how it got that way, there were two things you had to get used to when living in the fright zone. The wind, and the noise.
Catra felt like shit. Her claws left deep furrows in the walls as she dragged them across the metal. She was a fucking Force Captain now! She should be out there, on missions! Not stuck here in base, being babysat by an idiot!
“Hey there Catra, where you going?” The big oaf in question asked. Scorpia was built like a brick wall. Honestly it was kinda hot how strong she was. Dammit. Catra was so pent up that she was even thirsting over that moron! “You know, you probably shouldn’t scratch up the walls like that, someone’s gotta fix that sooner or later, you know!”
Catra’s ear twitched in irritation, and her tail flicked agitatedly. “Whatever.” Catra pressed harder into the walls, leaving deeper scratches.
“I’m sensing some agitation. Would a nice hug help?” Scorpia asked. Huh. The idea of being closer to that muscular chest, and surprisingly soft tits, was an appealing idea right then.
“A hug would do the opposite of help right now.” Catra said with a small growl. She wished Adora were here. She always knew what to do when Catra felt like this. But if Adora were here, the hybrid wouldn’t be in this position, would she? Fuck. Scorpia was saying something, but Catra couldn’t give a shit if she tried. Gods, that woman just kept talking! When did she stop? When did she breathe? Whatever. Catra let her attention drift further from what she was doing. She was pent up. Normally this would be the point where she playfully pinned Adora to the bunk and they’d pretend like the entire barracks couldn’t hear them, but… that wasn’t exactly a viable option right then, now was it! Adora had abandoned her! The second she had someone else to turn to, Adora had run off, and left her to Shadow Weaver, and Hordak! She had abandoned Catra… Catra growled and sliced the closest thing to her, which happened to be a pipe of some kind. She could see severed wires sparking in it. Huh. Hopefully those weren’t important. Why did she do that? Why did she always lash out!? Well. At least it wasn’t a person this time.
“Uhhh…” Scorpia reminded Catra she was there by finally not talking for a half a second. “Do you wanna talk about it?”
OH FOR FUCKS SAKE!! “I am about ten seconds from finding something actually useful to do with your mouth!” She growled.
“Oohhhh!” Scorpia said. “I get it! You’re in heat!”
What. “No, I’m not in heat!” She insisted. “I don’t get heats!”
“It’s nothing to be ashamed of!” Scorpia continued obliviously, “I hear it shows up in one in every three hybrids. Well, mammal hybrids, anyway. Not me! Obviously. You know, because, scorpion.”
“I am NOT in heat! I’m just normal horny!” She yelled, louder than she intended. Fuck! At least there was no one around to hear that!
“Oh! Well that’s easy!” Scorpia said! “I uhhh…” She started blushing, “I could help you with that. You know, one force captain to another.”
“…Fuck it.” Scorpia led them to her bedroom, which was cozier than Catra expected from a horde officer’s quarters. That probably had something to do with the fact that it was Scorpia’s room, and the only hard or harsh thing about her was her fucking exoskeleton! Well, she supposed they were doing this! As soon as the door was shut, Catra peeled off her jumpsuit, flopping on the bed in the nude before Scorpia had even finished turning around.
“Oh hey, that was fast!” She said. “And WOW! You’re really hot, kitten!”
Huh. The praise actually felt pretty good, even coming from that idiot. “Call me ‘kitten’ again, and I’m leaving.”
“Right! Okay! Never using that nickname again! You can count on me, wildcat!”
… Catra was having second thoughts. “Remember that, ‘something useful for your mouth’ I mentioned?”
“Yeah…”
Catra spread her legs for Scorpia, showing her exactly how pent up she was. Catra’s slick was coating the fine fur on her inner thighs, and her whole body felt warm. “Get to it.”
“Right!” Scorpia eagerly dropped to her knees, using her pincers to further part Catra’s thighs.
“You don’t have like, venomous spit, or any weird stuff like that, do you?” Catra asked, knowing that it was the kind of thing that Scorpia would forget to mention.
“Huh? Oh no, the only venom I have is in my tail!” Scorpia said with a laugh.
“Then what the hell are you waiting for?”
“Right!” Scorpia finally dived in, starting with long licks up her lips, fuck that actually felt pretty good! Catra’s thighs clenched around Scorpia’s head and she laced her hands into her white hair, pulling the larger woman into herself. Scorpia laughing interrupted Catra’s moment though. “I, hehe, I’m sorry! It’s just, your fur is tickling my face.”
“Fucking seriously?!” Catra rolled her eyes before spreading her legs all the way over the bed, presenting herself spread-eagled to Scorpia. “There! Better?” She growled.
“Wow! You are flexible!”
“Yeah yeah, look with your mouth, not your eyes.” Catra snarked.
Scorpia, ever eager to please, did as she was told. Picking back up where she left off she started licking and sucking at Catra’s clit. Catra was just starting to get into it again, when Scorpia pulled back. “Do you shampoo your fur? Or is it all soap?”
“Scorpia!!” Catra growled.
“Sorry.” This time Catra kept a firm grip on Scorpia’s hair. She wasn’t about to let her stop a third time! Scorpia’s soft lips and gentle tongue explored Catra’s folds, and before too long, Catra was getting back into it, her little sighs and moans filled the small room.
“Fuck yes.” She sighed, “Just a little more.” She used her grip in Scorpia’s hair as leverage to grind herself harder into Scorpia’s face.
“Ow ow ow, Catra. Hair!” Scorpia winced.
GOD FUCKING DAMMIT!!! “It’s hair pulling, or ticklish fur, take your pick!” Catra snarled.
“Uhhhh, fur?” Scorpia answered uncertainly.
“Alright!” Catra pounced off the bed, taking Scorpia to the ground. The massive woman left a small dent in the floor where she landed, she laid there stunned for a moment before Catra positioned herself over her face.
“Okay! Loving the view here, wildcat!” Scorpia said, utterly unphased by her fall.
“Shut. The fuck. Up.” Catra didn’t bother thinking about whether Scorpia could breathe, she just settled her weight onto the massive woman’s face, gasping when her nose bumped her sensitive clit. Catra started rolling her hips, riding Scorpia’s face for all it was worth, the woman underneath her wasn’t idle either, licking Catra’s entrance eagerly, Catra was getting close again, and she was NOT going to let Scorpa stop, no matter what! Her thighs clamped down around Scorpia’s ears as she approached her peak, and Scorpia taking the opportunity to get Catra’s clit between her lips was what finally pushed Catra over the edge. “Adora!” She sighed urgently as she came. She flopped back bonelessly, freeing Scorpia’s mouth and nose for unimportant things like breathing. Catra basked in the afterglow for a minute… But it didn’t feel right. The smell was off, and Scorpia’s torso was a lot harder than Adora’s bunk in the barracks (which was fucking impressive). Eugh. Whatever. It took the edge off her horniness, even if it didn’t do much for how she was missing Adora.
“Hey,” Scorpia said after she had regained her breath. “What did you say, when you came?”
Shit! “I didn’t say anything.” Catra lied smoothly. She climbed off of Scprpia, looking for where her clothes had ended up.
“Are you sure? I was sure I heard you say something.” Scorpia sat up. “Not that it was easy to hear anything. You know, with your fur in my ears, and all.”
“Oh will you lay off my fur!” Catra rolled her eyes as she pulled her underwear back on. “If I had known you’d get delirious so fast I would have been more careful to let you breathe!”
Catra worried for a second that Scorpia wouldn’t buy her weak excuse… but it was fucking Scorpia. She couldn’t find sand in the desert! “Sure, I must have been hearing things! Oh, and don’t think I’m teasing you for the fur, I think it’s kinda cute!”
“I am NOT cute!” Catra yelled. “Ugh! Next time I’ll save us both the trouble and just gag you to begin with!”
“Next time?! Oh! Are we doing this again!?” Scorpia asked excitedly.
Aw crap. Catra had just let that slip without thinking about it. “I mean, yeah. I get horny a lot, and you… aren’t the worst person to be around, I guess.” Catra muttered. Scorpia was okay… more importantly she was here, unlike Adora.
It wasn’t like Catra missed her or anything! The fright zone was just more fun with Adora around, that’s all! Whatever. She’d have to make due with Scorpia. Maybe Catra would stop feeling so lonely eventually… but probably not. Catra knew full well that she never got what she wanted.