"What are you doing Oatwatcher?!" The sandy colored tom hissed as he felt the air knocked out of him and he was knocked to the ground.
"Oh Thistlestar," The cinnamon tabby tom growled as he pressed his leader's head into the ground. His claws dug sharply into the fur on the side of the leaders face. "You're no better than a kittypet."
Thistlestar dug his hindlegs into the dirt, bracing his body as best as he could in an attempt to pull away. "What in the name of StarClan are you talking about?"
Oatwatcher glared at him coldly. "I know your secret Thistlestar. StarClan did not accept you as the leader of this Clan. You're a weak, pathetic liar. And I think you should be taught a lesson." He bared his teeth in a snarl at the struggling cat.
"Foxdung!" Thistlestar spat and pulled himself free of Oatwatchers claws, but the other tom was faster and landed solidly on the leaders back, teeth gripping tightly into his scruff.
"You don't deserve the title of a leader." Oatwatcher growled through a mouth full of fur. "You don't even deserve to be called a tom! Now hold still and take your punishment!" He rutted his hips against Thistlestar's hole. The leader hissed in fury, feeling the slick precum leaking against his hole. How could his own deputy turn on him so easily?
With a solid thrust Oatwatcher plunged into his leader. "You stole this from me, Thistlestar." Oatwatcher hissed. "And I've dreamed of getting my revenge on you for this, I never imagined it would feel this good though." A rough purr rose in his throat as he began to slam his hips forward faster.
"StarClan will never forgive you." Thistlestar tried to his but it came out weakly as he squeaked out a moan. 'Nor will they forgive me for enjoying this...' He thought to himself. The larger tom snapped his hips forward at an ungodly pace, and Thistlestar could no longer hold back his moans of pleasure. His nubby cock hung, throbbing between his legs and leaking precum on the forest floor beneath him. Oatwatcher's pace faltered and he let out a harsh hiss.
"You're such an embarrassment to your clan." He growled, his thrusts becoming hard and deep. "You're pitiful. Look at you, worthless tom, you're getting off from being fucked senseless by your own clanmate. May as well be a she-cat the way you moan and squeeze me." He bit down hard on Thistlestar's scruff. The leader lurched and cried out as his cock pulsed, sending spatters of cum onto the leaves below him. "Fuck!" Oatwatcher hissed and his cock throbbed, pumping his leader full of his seed. After a few moments he got off Thistlestar, who'd collapsed below him, still moaning as his cock dribbled.
"Tell you what." Oatwatcher purred as he paced around to face the leader who looked up to him with blurry eyes. "We can keep this whole thing quiet, IF you serve me like this whenever I want. I won't even make you step down as leader." He grinned menacingly as he hooked a claw under Thistlestar's chin. "Or I can deal with you now. After all, it's not like StarClan actually gave you nine lives."
Thistlestar shook his head. "N-no, I'll do whatever you ask Oatwatcher."
"Good kittypet." Oatwatcher purred. "And that's OatSTAR, to you. Now get cleaned up, we have duties to attend to at camp."
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