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Ivypool hums quietly as she observes ThunderClan camp, enjoying the peaceful silence and the way the moon paints everything around her in a pale silvery sheen, basking in the tranquility of it all. For a place so full of hustle and bustle during the daytime, the camp sure can be serene at night, devoid of all the chatter and activity that usually fills its walls.
She draws in a slow, deep breath, and lets it out with a gentle sigh. Her tail twitches slightly with satisfaction as she continues to appreciate the beauty of her home in this state, clanmates fast asleep in their dens.
Well, all but one cat, it seems.
A gentle weight suddenly presses against Ivypool from behind, up on her perch observing the camp. She stiffens slightly, but any alarm soon subsides when she recognizes the scent of her sister, replaced by a tiny spark of irritation.
"Dovewing," She huffs. "You should be asleep by now."
Dovewing lets out a soft giggle at her scolding tone. "I couldn't sleep, Ivypool." She replies, and Ivypool knows for certain that's not the reason her sister's up at this time of night.
"Cats will catch you sometime if you aren't more careful." Ivypool grunts, a scowl naturally settling onto her features. "Why can't you and Tigerheart just... be more discreet about it?" She asks, her voice low and grumbling.
"You worry too much about me." Dovewing brushes off her concerns, breath warm on the back of Ivypool's neck, making her fur prickle. The scent of Tigerheart clings unsubtly to her sister, but before Ivypool can comment on the ShadowClan stench, Dovewing speaks up again. "You know, we don't always have to talk about him, when we're together. Can't we just... enjoy the moonlight for a change?"
Ivypool lets out a soft sigh as her sister begins to slowly groom between her shoulder blades, Dovewing's warm touch sending pleasant shivers down her spine. "Fine. I just worry for you, is all." She eventually mutters, allowing herself to relax a little more in the presence of her sister.
"I know you do, Ivypool. You worry about a lot of cats." Dovewing chuckles quietly in response, continuing before Ivypool can protest her words. "But... I am glad you're not so opposed to my relationship with Tigerheart, by now, considering how you were the beginning. It really does mean a lot to me, you know."
"Yeah, he's... whatever." Ivypool manages with a shrug, speaking in a rather flat tone about the matter. "I've accepted it. You love him, and I get that. There's no point trying to stop it when it's clear that you two are both happier this way. Just... don't forget to stay loyal to your clan, and don't do anything too stupid."
This time Dovewing laughs fully and loudly, nudging Ivypool playfully as a happy purr rumbles in her throat. "Nothing too stupid, don't you worry Ivy." She giggles, giving one of her ears a gentle lick, tongue rasping over the tattered tip. "You're such a good sister to me."
Dovewing continues to groom Ivypool from behind, kneading and massaging her back with her forepaws, as though she just naturally knows all the sore spots and strained muscles that need attention. Ivypool leans back into the contact as her sister pampers her, working out the knots in her muscles and the tangles in her fur, soft purrs and gentle sighs escaping her throat.
Gradually, Dovewing's paws migrate downward over the course of her ministrations, petting and kneading and touching until finally they come down to lightly grace Ivypool's hips. Her sister's forepaws only linger there there a moment before sliding lower still, touch becoming just a little bit more firm as they settle upon her backside.
"Aren't you pretty?" Dovewing purrs, the sudden firmness and the placement of her paws sending an immediate rush of warmth spreading through Ivypool's body, not helped by the tone of voice her sister has now adopted. "So pretty..."
Ivypool squirms, and an involuntary whine escapes her throat, her tail flicking nervously behind her. "Dovewing..." She mewls, trying to sound stern but her voice only cracking embarrassingly instead. "H-hey, I'm supposed to be keeping watch here, y-y know."
"What, while you were totally focused on our little conversation before? That was standing watch, was it?" Dovewing replies smugly, forepaws creeping ever lower, slowly tracing over the shape of Ivypool's rump, tips of her claws digging into her flesh. "You really do have a great ass, Ivy."
"You- you pervert." Ivypool grits out, shivering as Dovewing continues to grope and squeeze her ass, trying to focus despite her sister's inappropriate behavior. Her heart races and her tail twitches erratically, repeatedly, betraying her burgeoning arousal despite her best efforts to maintain her composure.
Dovewing's response is to simply wrap a paw around the base of her tail and give it an abrupt tug, earning a choked sound as Ivypool's ass is hiked upward, exposing herself fully to her sister's view. "Now isn't that a pretty sight." Dovewing murmurs huskily in her ear, delicately brushing over Ivypool's now exposed balls with her other forepaw, cupping them gently.
Ivypool can't help but moan at the contact, her hips moving a little involuntarily. She can't deny the pleasure she feels from her sister's touch, and despite her annoyance, she finds herself rapidly giving in to the sensations. "D-Dovewing..." She whimpers, muffling her voice with a paw.
"Relax, Ivy." Dovewing chides gently, slowly starting to rub Ivypool's sheath and balls, making her whine and squirm some more. One of her toes moves to Ivypool's leaking tip as it slides from her sheath, encouraged by her teasing, and she doesn't hesitate to stimulate it too.
"D-Dovewing, fuck..." Ivypool gasps out, arching and shivering under her sister's touch, her cock rapidly twitching and throbbing as it hardens and stiffens in her sister's grasp. "Oh, stars, y-you little... y-you little shit."
"Such a good molly." Dovewing giggles, stroking her cock to full hardness and giving it a little squeeze, causing a spurt of precum to sticky her toes. "Look at you, so sensitive. Aren't you glad you have me to take care of you?"
Ivypool's breath hitches, squeezing her eyes shut as she tries to maintain some element of control. "Y-you're a brat, Dovewing. A slutty brat." She groans, shivering as her sister continues to touch and tease her, working her cock with skillful motions.
Dovewing hums, and suddenly her other forepaw is prodding abruptly at Ivypool's tailhole, making her stiffen. "Dovewing, stop it!" She hisses, her body tensing up in response to the unexpected contact.
"Why?" Dovewing asks innocently, pressing her paw a little more insistently against the soft ring of muscles. "What'll happen if I don't? What if I just do... this!" Before Ivypool can even react, Dovewing pushes two of her toes right inside Ivypool's tailhole, her whole body tensing up and a little yelp sounding from her at the intrusion.
"Mmh, so tense." Her sister purrs, giving her toes a slow little wiggle inside Ivypool's tailhole, causing her to writhe and squirm. "I think I'm gonna have to loosen you up a bit, Ivypool."
Ivypool moans through gritted teeth, jaw clenched as her sister's toes probe and push deeper into her tailhole, stretching her entrance out a bit already. "Such a brat you are." She half grunts half growls, trying to ignore the way her cock throbs and leaks without any touch at all now.
Dovewing simply nips the back of Ivypool's neck in response, curling and wiggling her toes around a little more inside her tailhole, slowly working her open wide enough to slip in a third toe. A whine escapes Ivypool as her sister continues to play with her tailhole, now with that third toe to stimulate her even more intensely.
The tip of Dovewing's tongue briefly dips inside one of her ears as she starts to fully thrust her toes in and out of Ivypool's tailhole, making her shudder and squirm helplessly under the onslaught of stimulation. "Fuck, f-fuck... please, Dovewing." She whines, arching back into her sister's touch, shivering as her cock dribbles precum at a steady rate. "Oh stars..."
A satisfied hum and a brief touch to her cock follow Ivypool's desperate whine, only long enough to simply tease her further, before Dovewing's adding yet another toe. She moans loudly, shamelessly as her sister widens her tailhole more with each thrust of her toes, working their magic.
"That's it, Ivy. Just relax and let me stuff your hole." Dovewing murmurs softly in her ear, toes buried inside Ivypool's stretched-out tailhole. "Bet nobody would expect you to be such a fan of butt stuff, huh?" She laughs, spreading her toes inside Ivypool's tailhole, causing her to shudder and squirm, completely under her sister's spell now.
"Hahh... Dovewing, please, I-I need-"
"Oh, you need? What do you need?" Dovewing teases, slowly starting to pull her toes out of Ivypool's tailhole. "Should we take a break? Maybe I should let you get back to your guard duties here..."
Ivypool whimpers, her body tensing up at the thought of Dovewing stopping. "No, don't stop! I need... I need more." She gasps out, arching her back, seeking more of her sister's touch. "Don't tease me like this."
Dovewing laughs softly, brushing lightly over Ivypool's leaking cock before she starts teasingly circling the opening of her tailhole with her toes. "Alright, alright. You're just too fun to tease, Ivy." She purrs, teasing Ivypool's entrance a little further with her paw for a little while longer.
Suddenly, she's pressing that paw forwards with a good bit of force, sinking her whole paw and some of the foreleg behind it into Ivypool's ass. A pitched squeal bursts from Ivypool as she's abruptly and thoroughly filled, her whole body spasming and shaking from the intensity of the intrusion. Ivypool trembles and moans, clenching down hard around her sister's foreleg, her eyes squeezed shut as she tries to process the sudden sensations.
"Ooh, did not expect to be able to fit that much so easily." Dovewing chuckles softly, pushing forward a bit further still. "You're taking me so deep, Ivypool. Such a good sister."
Ivypool whimpers, a bit of drool dripping from her lips as she pants heavily. Her hips buck independently of her own control, and she thrusts against nothing, cock aching for release, positively gushing and sticky with precum. "D-Dove..." She groans, hoarse and raspy.
"What, Ivy?" Dovewing purrs, her tone light and teasing. "Can't get enough of your sister in your ass, huh?" She shifts her paw again, manipulating Ivypool's insides in a manner that makes her cry out and squirm. "Your moans are so nice, you're so tight around me. Are you close, Ivypool?" She asks sweetly.
A guttural moan is all Ivypool can muster once Dovewing begins to withdraw her forepaw from her tailhole, only to sink it right back in just as deep as before. She pants and gasps with every little motion, Dovewing's paw assaulting her insides in a way that's both a tiny bit painful and very arousing at the same time.
Another whimper sounds from Ivypool as Dovewing's paw twists and turns inside her tailhole, plunging in and out, pumping and pressing against all her sensitive spots at once. "Dove... wing..." She moans out her sister's name, feeling her body tremble and shake with the force of such overwhelming stimulation. "D-Dovewing..." Her hips jerk and move of their own accord, cock spurting out strings of precum in time with every plunge of her sister's paw into her depths.
"Goood molly, such a good molly." Dovewing praises, eking another choked moan from Ivypool with the next thrust of her paw. "You know, maybe I could set you up with Tigerheart sometime. He's got a nice, big dick, and it'd fill you really well." She teases, wiggling her paw a little deeper into Ivypool's tailhole. "I'd let you fuck me if you did. You could cum inside me too."
Ivypool shudders at the mention of Tigerheart and her sister's words, but can't deny the way the idea catches in her heavily lust-addled, pleasure-drunk brain. Ultimately she just whines, unable to form a coherent response as her sister continues to fill her ass so deeply, leaking incessantly all over the ground.
"Why don't you be a good molly and cum for me? Cum for your sister Ivypool." Dovewing urges in her sweetest tone once again, and with that she presses forward, burying her foreleg deeper in Ivypool's tailhole than ever before.
Ivypool's reaction is immediate. A strangled scream of pleasure escapes her as she collapses beneath her own weight, quivering and spasming around the foreleg buried so deeply inside her ass. Her voice is soon muffled by the grass as she continues to gasp and moan and whimper, unable to form anything close to coherent as she's wracked by the intensity of her orgasm.
Her hips buck and jerk erratically, tailhole clenching and unclenching and balls tightening up, cock throbbing as she paints the ground beneath her with heavy shots of cum. She streaks the grass with more and more stripes of white, totally lost in the sensations as she simply rides out her powerful climax
Eventually, Ivypool's orgasm begins to subside, leaving her breathless and drained but feeling so very, very satisfied. She pants loudly, hind legs trembling as Dovewing slowly withdraws her foreleg from Ivypool's tailhole. "Stars, fuck..." She manages to get out between heavy gasps for air. "That... That was... incredible, Dovewing." Ivypool groans, flopping onto her side, legs immediately giving out the moment her sister's paw is pulled out.
Dovewing giggles softly, licking her paw clean before lying down at Ivypool's side, giving one of her ears a gentle lick. "You did great, Ivypool. That was so hot, and you came so much at the end. Thanks for putting up with my teasing and everything."
Ivypool's face grows hot at her sister's words, even more so as Dovewing brushes a paw across her cheek, pleasantly cool, making her shiver just a little. "Thanks Dove." She murmurs, leaning into the touch. "Still don't know if I actually wanna fuck a ShadowClan cat. I'll think about it, though."
"That's alright, you can think about it." Dovewing agrees, continuing to slowly groom her ears. "This was really fun, I never knew you could take so much in your ass like that. I mean, wow... that was amazing."
Ivypool feels her face grow even hotter at Dovewing's words, choosing to remain silent on the matter rather than answer. She simply lies there, enjoying the afterglow of it all and the closeness with her sister. "Just don't bother me so much next time I'm on guard like this," She eventually states, rolling her shoulders back and letting out a quiet groan. "Stars, I'm getting tired. Will you stay with me and help keep me awake?"
"Of course, Ivypool," Dovewing replies, smiling softly. "I can do that." With that, she nuzzles her and nestles a little closer, purring loudly, settled in right by Ivypool's side. "You know, if you want, you can take a little nap. I'll get you up if there's anything you should be awake for." She offers gently.
Ivypool hesitates briefly, before a loud yawn suddenly escapes her. Only briefly considering her options, she shrugs weakly, letting her head rest against Dovewing's shoulder. "Yeah, sure, thanks Dovewing," She murmurs, already beginning to drift off into a light sleep. "I'll just rest my eyes for a bit, not too long."
With that, she closes her eyes and lets out a contented sigh, falling into a peaceful slumber before very long at all, coaxed into unconsciousness by her sister's soothing purrs and gentle whispers of affirmation in her ears.
"Love you, Ivypool..."