Breed the kitty!!

Your brain was still processing her words when she leans down to kiss you fully and passionately. Shivers of ecstasy run up your spine as her soul connects with yours in ways you've yet to experience with the risque feline. Back and forth your tongues intertwine with each other in a sensual dance while one of her hands drops down between you to pull her panties to the side.

The searing wetness of her pussy lips meets your over-swollen cockhead, and you were struck with a powerful compulsion to give her exactly what she wanted. Gripping firmly upon her rear, you pull her down into your upward thrust and penetrate her sweltering tightness smoothly, eliciting a long and drawn out moan shared between you. She took you effortlessly to the base, oblivious to the increased pressure against her cervix from a full dicking. Her hands thread into your hair to grip your locks tightly as she rocks in tandem with your thrusting.

"Michael... " she sighs against your lips. "You're so deep inside me..."

"That's it Blake," you murmur back. "Take all of me into you."

You bump, writhe, and grind against her, pressing insistently against the tender window to her womb, a thick stream of pre-cum drooling wantonly from your slit. Combined with the musky juices of a Faunus girl in Heat, it made for a lascivious slurry filthy enough to soil your sheets, and neither of you had even cum yet. Your thrusting becomes more insistent as that musky odor reaches your nostrils, the pheromones overtaking your higher mental faculties, and you wrap your arms tightly and possessively around your feline lover, burying your face into her cleavage. The smooth, sweet skin of her breasts is all too inviting, and with a long, drawn out lick you taste her from bosom to chin. A yowl of pleasure erupts from her mouth as her body is beset with goosebumps. Meeting you thrust for thrust, she mashes her pelvis in an effort to drive you even deeper into her body.

All too quickly you feel that boiling in your balls. How could you not? The last time you had bust was with Cinder, and fucking her into submission following her devilish transformation had left your balls uncomfortably blue. It took all of your willpower not to break down and ravage any of the girls during the remainder of your time in Mountain Glenn. You ruled over your lusts, not the other way around. Here and now though, with a fully willing and fertile neko bouncing wantonly in your lap, self control was being thrown out of the window. With a lusty growl, you grip Blake by the hips and flip her over onto her back, folding her into a mating press.

"Oh GODS!" she bellows wantonly. "Just like that!"

Her sudden screaming has you scrambling to cast a deafening charm over your dorm room, lest you risk waking the entire building. Beyond that, all you cared about was pumping your catgirl to capacity with your virile swimmers. You pound into her relentlessly with strong, deep strokes, her fingernails dragging long scratches across your back.

"Take it Blake," you rumble. "Take my cum into you. Bear my children!"

"Give it to me!" she cries out. "Give me all of it! Right! Now!"

You shift and grab her wrists, pinning them into the pillow above her head and roll your hips forward just a bit more as the first blast of cum rockets through your shaft. You voice your own cries of ecstasy as you pump what feels like an abnormally large load directly into Blake's womb. Despite the mad twitching of your shaft, you continue to thrust insistently, packing it as tightly into her as possible as the excess spills out across your thighs, and she loves every second of it. She wraps her legs tightly around you as orgasm overtakes her, her body shaking and writhing in a lewd display that coaxes even more semen into her. The sensations of being bred, pinned, and dominated tear through her without mercy, and she yowls her pleasures to the high heavens.

Eventually, your streams of jizz die down but your hips never stop. One load wasn't nearly enough to quell your pent up desires, but a heat-stricken Blake was all the more eager to continue. As you ramp up into round two, you pull at her nightie to reveal her breasts and greedily take a nipple into your mouth.

"Ah~! There's no... milk there yet," she giggles as you suckle upon her teat like your unborn children.

"Yet," you repeat. "We're changing that. I want your body to be swelling up with new life, these perfect tits leaking milk. I want to see you waddle about my palace carrying our children, and I want to watch your face as you give birth to our first-borns."

"Having dreams of the future, are we?" she coos teasingly.

You grin and lean down to kiss her, a kiss she eagerly returns. You then slow your thrusting to a much more languid pace as you break the kiss and stare deeply into her amber eyes.

"And when you've given birth... I want to fill you again... and again..." you confess, punctuating your words with telling thrusts. "Over... and over again until you can't have anymore children."

"That's... alot of babies my love," she says breathlessly. "Faunus have... comparable pregnancies... to the animal they... resemble ohhh~!"

She takes a moment to pause and ride out a second orgasm you had nudged out of her in the middle of your conversation. Releasing her hands, you cradle her close as she rides out the waves, nuzzling against her feline ears as you go. She lovingly wraps her arms around you in a tender embrace. A few more shuddering moments and she's able to find her voice again.

"I'm a cat faunus which means... I'll have swifter pregnancies," she manages to say between pants. "4-5 months roughly... not nearly as long... as a human."

"And?" you ask coyly.

She giggles with exasperation.

"And I'm only 18 which means I have many years of fertility ahead of me."

Her words only spur you back into action, and she looks upon you with awestruck, wanton eyes.

"I'll use my powers to extend those years."

A thread seems to snap in Blake's psyche as the words leave your lips. A dangerous glint appears in her eyes. With surprising ferocity, she lunges forward and pulls you into a voracious kiss. The ferociousness of her sudden spike in arousal throws you off guard for a moment, and you stumble about trying to match her pace. Does she taste even sweeter than before? Why did her scent become even heavier in the air? And why did it smell so good? Her desires clear, you return to railing her silly with powerful, rapid thrusts, energy she matches with her own in spades. It was when you took another glint at her eyes that you began putting two and two together. That "glint" you saw earlier had given way to a far more feral expression. Her pupils had narrowed and her canine teeth had elongated into fangs, and even in the dim moonlight, you could spy a certain roughness to her tongue... very much like a cat.

It then dawned on you exactly what she meant when she warned you about her Heat. Her human side shuts down, giving way to her more base, animal instincts. Moreover, you could feel a haziness overtaking your own mind as well. You became hyper aware of her arousal and her desire to breed, and your focus was tunneling into that singular purpose; to make her swell with litter after litter of kittens. Even your vision was narrowing, the edges of your sight being bordered by a pink, shadowy haze. Whether it was her natural pheromones at work or a side effect of the spiritual bond you shared, you didn't know. The only truth you cared about right now was your steady descent into Rut. Hastily, you suspend time. You had no idea how long this fuck-crazy mood would last, but you doubted either of you could adhere to any schedule required of Beacon students in this feral state of debauchery. Why would you? Your mate needed breeding.

Human and even Godly faculties shut down as you lunge forward to plow Blake in earnest. You could feel another, heavy load bubbling up within you eager to blast her insides an opaque white once more. Scratches, nips, and bites were exchanged between you two as you pushed each other over the edge. Placing a **** grip upon Blake's hips, you pull her strongly into you as you plant your seed possessively into her body. She screeches with animalistic, orgasmic pleasure, her hips blurring against yours as she milks you for all you were worth. Full body spasms tear through you as you grunt and growl throughout your release, but you never slow nor stop.

Cock still blasting her nethers with lust-milk, you pry her legs from their iron grip around your waist and turn her over onto her side into a spooning position. The tightness of her cunt doubles with the increased pleasure and you roar with ecstasy as you claim her. By this point, Blake's nails had grown into sharp, nasty claws that tore into your sheets reckless whilst you **** her breed-ready body with your lusts. Deep, lengthy scratches are cleaved through the fragile fabric as she thrashes about beneath you, helpless against the relentless **** of your dick.

"Mine," you rumble like a beast, reaching forward and grabbing her hair, yanking it back as you roll her to her knees.

"Mine," she blusters back, her voice cracking with a far rougher tone.

Your orgasm never stopped. Throughout all of your thrusting, you continued to fill her beyond capacity. Over and over again you smash your cockhead against her cervix. What was once a tiny window into her most sacred place had now opened up wide enough to "suckle" at your tip with every entry. Her body was made for this. By this point, she could be filled no further and your now waning load was **** back out and around your cock to spill onto the bed. No matter. You'd clean it up later. You already had a third load ready to go anyway. A feral grin of your own on your face, you lean forward and press Blake's cheek forward into the pillow, eliciting another moan of approval. That was when you felt it, the unmistakable feeling of conception. Not one, not two, but three ovum had been seeded by your labors, and your heart swelled with pride. Your mission was complete, but you were far from done.

Animalistic heat and Divine Rut: an obscene, lecherous, and sinfully hot combination, and you had all the time in the Universe now to quell these desires until you were both utterly spent.