Warnings: Fingering, cunnilingus, 69
Requested by: @yandere-vale
The rustling of trees and bushes alerted you to eternian troops entering the vicinity. Catra, strong and agile, pulls you up onto a sturdy tree branch as you eavesdrop on the soldiers conversation. It seems the soldiers aren’t too bright, as they directly pass the tree, as despite the branch being sturdy, it’s leaves shake. Once the two of you are no longer in view, you drop to the ground with a frankly quiet thud.
The mission you’d been assigned to was a routine one; find and recover first ones tech before the enemy gets ahold of it. However, you had hit a snag when you realized that the tech was heavily guarded by magic. Catra had been attempting to help you find the deactivation point, but you just have been wandering around.
Even with the enemy patrolling the woods, you could safely assume they wouldn’t find the targeted tech for another day or so at this rate. Despite the danger you face so regularly, it’s nice to see the beauty nature can provide too.
You don’t usually have time to stop and look at the sky back in the Fright Zone, so you enjoy a chance like this. The red and orange bathing the sky turns the dark green foliage around you to a golden yellow. It feels rather romantic, being here with your partner in more than just combat. With that peace of mind, you let yourself enjoy the colorful sunset. Catra is a little less at ease. “We need shelter. I don’t wanna see what wanders this place in the dark, and I’m NOT sleeping on the ground. Let’s go.”
Grasping her hand tightly, you sigh. Trying not to let her anger and fear get to you, you trudge on through the forest, leaves crackling and a gentle breeze blowing. Each step you take leads you deeper and deeper into the heart of the forest; you’ve never felt more lost, and from the way she’s gripping your hand you can tell Catra feels the same way. As if by fate, the moment you’re about to say how worried you are the two of you reach a clearing with a small log cabin. “Wonder if anyone’s home?” Catra muses, smiling and extending her claws a moment later. “And more importantly: who’s side are they on in the war?” You furtively inspect the outside of the log cabin, checking for traps, cameras and other indications of opposition. Confirming that the cabin is indeed free of booby traps, you open the door, it’s creak echoing through the forest.
Entering the door first your girlfriend in tow, you scan your eyes across the main room. A table, some chairs, and a few outdated appliances were present; the decorations on the wall were caked with dust. Despite this, the home looks well loved and was probably well cared for. “If we need to stay here for the night, I don’t mind. Anything is better than the creepy old woods.” Catra mused, digging her claws into the worn mahogany table. You nod in agreement, checking to see if there’s anything to eat in the kitchen. You find enough nonperishable food to get the two of you through the night.
You let Catra know what’s available, taking your best guess at what some unfamiliar items are, and she comes to join you and sample the new foods. Not bothering to clean the dishes since you wouldn’t be staying long enough to care, you just leave things as they are to instead explore the rest of the house. Eventually the two of you find the bedroom, and are greeted with a sight you should have expected but are still surprised by. Naturally, Catra’s the one to say it. “Only one bed in the cabin? Perfect.” She runs a finger gently up and down your back to be extra flirty, as a shiver and a familiar warmth come with it.
Your mind was racing; you’d never admit it but you had quite the crush on Catra. You had spent so much time together, near death experiences and heroic victories that these words send images running through your head. “Something wrong? You don’t seem too keen on sharing a bed with me. It’s not anything new, it’s happened once or twice before.” She’s right, it has happened before, but those times there was someone keeping an eye on you the whole time so you knew nothing would come of it. This time you’re all alone together and anything can happen. Your stomach does flips just imagining it, and your heart is beating fast in your chest.
You decide to match her flirtations, and give her a wink, backing up into the sole bedroom. In a few hours, the sheets with be absolutely ruined; but for now, you sit on the edge of the bed, legs crossed and eyes intense. “Oh, so now you decide to match me. Let’s see who melts under the other first.” You coo, spreading yourself out on the bed. “Just so you know…” you decide to warn her, “since we don’t have a change of clothes I’ll be sleeping nude”. Catra’s eyes go wide and her mouth hangs open for a moment before she fixes you with a playful sneer. “What a coincidence. So will I.”
Maintaining eye contact, you pull your shirt off over your head and lie back to pull your pants down. It’s harder with that second part, but you feel like staring at her through your spread legs is going to turn her on even more. Now down to your bra and panties your sit patiently. “Your turn, then you get the full show.” Catra, never to be outdone, gets up and sways her arms and her hips as she slowly and languidly drags her claws up her chest, pulling off her shirt in the process. She is absolutely making a show of this, and damn does she make it look good. Shimmying out of her pants, she turns around as she continues to claw her own skin, biting her lip and fluttering her eyelashes.
You have to cross your legs again to hide the effect this is having on you, though you can’t stop your eyes from wandering all over her figure. All she has left is her leggings, which seem more like sexy stockings now, and a pair of plain black panties. It’s so hot. Catra seems to take notice of this and simply smirks. Bending over, almost as if to mock you, she glides her hands up the back of her thigh, repeating this multiple times until she rests her hands on her ass. It takes all your concentration not to squirm or make any other sudden movements.
You figure the least you can do is even the odds and hope it will throw her off her rhythm a little. Reaching around behind you, you unclasp your bra and slip it off. “Catch.” You say before tossing the garment at her. Naturally, Catra turns around to see what you’re talking about and gets hit in the face with it. She looks between it and you a few times, only blinking rapidly as she processes what just happened. “Cute.” She comments, dropping your bra and sauntering back over with her own chest bouncing along the way. “Aw, thanks Catra. Not looking so bad yourself.” You reply as you kiss the air with a wink. You know she meant your little stunt there, but you’re taking every shot you get.
Catra’s face grows extremely red; she never thought in a million years that someone would turn the tables on her. Catra leans forward a bit, a coy smile plastered on her face. What you think will just be a nice hug turns into her holding your head shoving her cleavage into your face to muffle any talking, and gently running her fingers through your hair. Her chest is quite soft and supple, perfect for laying your face into them; until an idea pops into your head, one that will hopefully elicit sweet noises from Catra’s mouth. Turning your head slightly you start to kiss and suck on her tit. It catches her off guard enough that her grip loosens a bit and you can access every inch of her boobs, which you eagerly do. She’s turned you on so much and you let all of that lust out in your affections, paying extra attention to her nipples.
Making sure her lower half doesn’t feel left out, you run your hands up her thighs and start squeezing Catra’s ass while you’re at it. Catra mewls softly, unable to let her pride go. Unable to get her to moan any louder, you run your hand dangerously close to her pussy even running one finger across the clothed fabric. A moan comes roaring out of her mouth, unable to contain the excitement from the ripples of pleasure.
You smirk to yourself as you continue working her body, knowing it’s having exactly the effect you had hoped for. You suck at the soft flesh of her tits and leave love bites, then go back to using your tongue to play with a nipple. Back and forth, all over the mounds you can’t get enough of. Your hands are busy too, kneading Catra’s taut behind and occasionally lightly smacking it. She was playing rough with herself using her claws earlier, clearly this won’t hurt her too much. “You’re so sexy, I love all this hot body you’re letting me play with… I promise I’ll take good care of you Catra.” You say in a breathy whisper, kissing up her collarbone to leave hickeys on her neck. She purrs, gripping your ass. “You’re good at this, had practice?” “Only in my dreams.” You quip, squirming happily underneath her touch. “Even then, it’s always with you. I’ve dreamt this moment so many times, but never thought it would actually happen.” You admit sheepishly.
Taking a minute to breathe, you place your hands on the waistband of her panties. You could pull them down and really give her a good time, but it felt like a better challenge to get her off with only heavy petting like this. Judging from the way her chest is heaving and her hands grip you, it won’t take much longer. Deciding to change things up a little bit you bring one of your hands away from her ass to start fondling her tit instead, returning to your kissing and sucking technique on the other. Catra begins to shake slightly, clearly in the throes of bliss letting out squeaks and moans that range from deep and growly to high and shrieky. Thighs beginning to quake, you can tell that she is at the point of becoming undone. And with a mixture of a growl and moan, she arches her back and then falls into your lap where you can feel the wet spot in her panties against your thigh. Her grip on your head had tightened severely, but you hardly think about it over the mental celebration of realizing you had made your crush orgasm.
“You dirty girl…you bet your ass that I’m going to get my revenge for that.” Catra hisses, a gleam in her eye. With a yank so hard it could tear, your panties end up on the floor with all the other clothes. Without any warning, Catra immediately runs her fingers down to your most sensitive areas. She purposefully circles her fingers around your clit, missing it entirely. Each time she does it, you can feel your leg twitch in anticipation. You should have expected this kind of teasing from her, Catra’s playfulness is one of the things you love so much about her. Doesn’t mean it isn’t driving you nuts now. “Aaaah…Yeah, revenge received, now can you please touch me? I need this, Catra…” Catra makes no motion to change her behavior, just staring at your stomach and clicking her tongue at you. “Not so fast, beautiful. You’ve had your fun with me, it’s only fair that I get to play with you.” With those few words, she runs her fingers up and down your thighs, always stopping before your pussy. Catra can see the strain in your face, the way that you’re aching for relief. And she just keeps going, having you subjected to her whim.
Eventually, she seems to decide you’ve had enough torture and drags her fingertips gently over your lower lips to finally rub your clit. It’s only for a brief moment, but the satisfaction is so great you have to bite your lip to keep from loudly moaning. Smirking to herself, she plays with your pussy, and after so long without direct contact it’s already like heaven to you. Slowly, she wiggles a finger and slips it inside of you. First only down to the first knuckle, then the next, then agonizingly back out again. You’re whimpering and groaning as she makes you her toy to fool with, but it’s all so satisfying you can’t possibly complain. A finger in, then back out, then back in down to the last knuckle. Back out again, and now she’s stretching a bit to slide two fingers in slow and gentle. Again, one knuckle at a time, in and out. Only when she gets to both fingers all the way in does she start to pump them a little faster. You’re breathing heavily and a louder moan escapes with each exhale until your lewd cries are echoing around the room. “Ca-Cat-Catra!!! Fuck, fuck, it’s so… so good!” You manage to say, brain too clouded for much else. All she does is wink at you, and keep on fingering your soaking pussy.
Catra just keeps going, peppering kisses to your clit as you continue to whine and moan through the pleasure. The look on her face says it all: she’s incredibly pleased and even proud of herself. “Hey Catra, can you stop for a minute? I need to readjust myself.” You say, voice hoarse from all the moaning. Catra obliges, removing her soaked fingers from your pussy. You sit up quickly, stretching before flipping her over onto her back on top of you, then helping her roll over to be facing your crotch again. She’s still wearing her soaked panties, and that just won’t do. That can be easily fixed though, and you slide them down past your head to stare at your elusive target. One simple lick to her crotch is all it takes for her to groan, still overstimulated from last time. “Change of plans, kitten. Here’s a new game to play. Think you can handle it?” Catra grips your thighs and lets out a low purr. “You’re on. You’ll cum so hard you see stars.” And with those words alone, she painstakingly goes down on you, her nose only just barely rubbing against your clit.
With her precariously hovering above you, you know that you have to up your game too, at least if you want to ‘win.’ You lick a long stripe up the edge of her pussy, feeling her shudder above you just like her move had made you squirm down below. The dirty dance has begun, matching move for move. But a part of you doesn’t want this to just be some painstaking strategy game, you’re in a situation you had only dreamed of and you want to enjoy the pleasures of it.
You use your thumbs to spread her lips a bit and give your tongue better access, then lick right up the center to flick her clit with your tongue, and then back down again. The reaction speaks for itself as you feel her moan against your crotch, the vibrations feeling pretty good. With that encouragement, you keep going up and down then start spiraling around in circles to give some attention to more of her sensitive spots. Catra seems to take that as a challenge as she buries her face deep inside your crotch. What started as slow and steady licking was turning into fast and frenzied action. You bite your lip, refusing to give in to Catra.
Instead, you slide your tongue deeper into her pussy to lap at the inner walls and explore the shape of her. You can taste the juices of her arousal, but any flavor there barely registers in your mind. You’re instead focused on trying as many motions and curls of your tongue as you can think of to see what makes Catra happiest. By the maddeningly wonderful feeling of it she’s doing something similar on you, though you have to try not to laugh when you realize the technique she keeps going back to is somewhat akin to a cat lapping at cream. Fitting, but a joke like that would ruin the mood so you say nothing. After a few attempts you find a method you can easily repeat that produces a great reaction from your lover, and if the building heat in your core is anything to go by she’s fallen into her own preferred rhythm. You can’t help but smirk as you hear a few moans and sighs slip out of her; she’s been quiet save for that one from earlier. You feel a slight bit of tension around your knees; completely oblivious from the pleasure, you’ve been bucking your hips and squirming underneath her. It’s only a matter of time before you reach the end of your rope.
“Someone can’t control themselves hmm? What did you say earlier? Oh yeah, that’s right. You’re going to make me cum so hard. It seems like you’re the one buckling under the pressure..” You fall for the taunt and work even faster before a new idea hits you. Slowing down again so you can be more accurate, you start drawing out letters with your tongue. The goal is to spell I love Catra”, though you’re not sure if you can do it before she gets you off. The doubt grows stronger when she starts working on you again and makes more of an effort to play with your clit in the process. Just as you get to the R, the coil snaps and orgasmic pleasure floods your brain… and Catra’s mouth.
“Hah! I knew I’d have the upper hand! The fact that I teased you beforehand was such a stroke of genius on my part.” You had lost, but that doesn’t mean that you couldn’t still make her cum. With your ego bruised, you flick your tongue into her folds as fast as you possibly can. You assume she was trying to resist her climax as long as possible so she could outlast you much, because you had been doing your best at the same thing. But now she’s let her guard down to gloat and it’ll be her undoing. With energy you didn’t realize you still had left in you, Catra’s blindsided by a pussy eating frenzy. “What, still gonna try- Oh fuuuuck…” she moans out loudly as the facade collapses and she gives way to her second orgasm. With both of you fully spent now you help her roll off on you and move to snuggle her instead. “I think we’re both winners tonight…” you sigh happily as you feel Catra nod in agreement and nuzzle into your embrace.
