"I Kissed a Girl~"

[mewmehh]

This was never the way I planned
Not my intention
I got so brave, drink in hand
Lost my discretion

The soft evening breeze was pleasant upon the pelts of the cats as a pair of Mothclan she-cats had been hunting well into the Greenleaf night. The scent of fresh kill graced the grassy area where the two had stopped to dig up their finds, the aromas of mouse and vole filling them with a warm, floaty feeling. Of the two, a pale tabby felt particularly flushed.

Milkpaw's sky-like eyes glittered brilliantly beneath hazy, shadowed lids as the exhaustion of the day's work and the pangs of hunger brought upon by the prey scent hit her. Her pale nose twitched as she cast her lazy gaze to her partner, the lavish golden pelt of Honeydrop catching the faint light as the sun disappeared behind the horizon. Something about how the deep indigo and fuchsia hues played off the warrior's pretty coat made the younger she-cat's heart pound in her chest and her ear tips burn. The feeling was one oh-so-familiar for Milkpaw, and yet so foreign. And it was absolutely killing her.

It's not what, I'm used to
Just wanna try you on
I'm curious for you
Caught my attention

Moving in a smooth stride, the white and fawn-ash tabby sashayed towards her clanmate, abandoning her catches. Each pawstep felt light as air and fuzzy hot as Milkpaw made her way over to Honeydrop's side. It seemed her cyan eyes were glued to the tabby's side as she took in the radiant hues of Honeydrop's flank painted in magenta and blue . Milkpaw's breathing hitched as she stopped to sit beside her friend, whiskers trembling and her eyes miraculously moved to the distance ahead of them.

I kissed a girl and I liked it
The taste of her cherry chap stick
I kissed a girl just to try it
I hope my boyfriend don't mind it
It felt so wrong
It felt so right
Don't mean I'm in love tonight

She hadn't even thought of it before Milkpaw felt herself lean into the ginger and white tabby. Her rough tongue rasped across Honeydrop's cheek as the warm, sweet scent of the warrior flood over her senses. It was intoxicating. She trailed her lick delicately along the older molly's jawline, savoring the lengthy stroke as she brought it to the side of her narrowed muzzle.There was almost an inkling of hesitation, as if the apprentice's brain had awoken from it trance for just a moment, fighting her instincts for control. However, it's reasoning was swiftly snuffed out as her pink appendage pulled itself across Honeydrop's lips and a sparkling jolt ignited within Milkpaw. This taste... She felt like a feather, soft, warm, and light and not another thought filled her mind as she found herself lost in the charmed feeling. Not Rainpaw. Not Ruststripe. Not Mothstar. She was completely and utterly spellbound.

I kissed a girl and I liked it
I liked it

(Ringtail )

[Ringtail]

No, I don't even know your name
It doesn't matter
You're my experimental game
Just human nature
It's not what, good girls do
Not how they should behave
My head gets so confused
Hard to obey

Honeydrop blushed at the sudden lick to her lips, the lavish rough feel of Milkpaw's tongue surprised her in the latest of reactions. The golden molly hide her blushing face, thinking to herself. She thought was to be with a tom, most girls her age had boyfriends. But girlfriends? Never heard of. Honeydrop honestly herself leaned towards toms but who was to judge her for wanting to try to be with another she-cat? Her mind buzzed with confusion and excitement, deciding if this was the right thing.

Us girls we are so magical
Soft skin, red lips, so kissable
Hard to resist so touchable
Too good to deny it
Ain't no big deal, it's innocent

She turned to the beautiful pale she-cat before her. She gazed over her cute button nose, those lazy blue eyes, her pale soft as snow fur. She leaned into the younger cat, returning a passionate lick to the lips, the rough surface grazing against the sweet softness of the pink muzzle. A purr drew from her chest, her own eyes lidding as she knew, she would fall for Milkpaw, her heart pounded and ached for the other cat. They were just too hard to resist.
The tabby girl soon rose and curled up against the paler cat, rubbing her face into that snow white pelt that she loves so much. She couldn't seem to keep away from her, burying her face into Milkpaw. "Milkpaw...I.." Her tongue seemed to get in the way, unsure if she should finish the sentence she were to say.

[mewmehh]

I kissed a girl and I liked it
The taste of her cherry chapstick
I kissed a girl just to try it
I hope my boyfriend don't mind it
It felt so wrong, it felt so right
Don't mean I'm in love tonight

"Shhh..." Milkpaw shushed the pretty tabby in a light, airy voice as her berry-hued eyes lolled at Honeydrop beneath heavy lids. Her face felt as hot as the sun in Greenleaf and her breath was weighed and haggard as if she were starved for air from their shared kiss. In all honesty, Honeydrop's compliance had taken her aback, but Milkpaw was ever so pleased in the end. Her heart beat like the thunder of a storm and the pale tabby could hear the blood rushing in her ears. It was all so exciting and liberating. It was as if she hadn't a care in the world besides Honeydrop and her heart. What did her heart say?

Milkpaw figured her loss of words said it all as the creamy ashen she-cat craned her neck to tuck into the golden molly's flustered face as Honeydrop attempted to hide it in Milkpaw's silky fur. The apprentice gave the older she-cat as few more strokes of her tongue, painting the warrior's face in delicate kisses as to comfort her. She was sure Honeydrop's mind was swirling- Starclan knows Milkpaw's was- and all the younger molly wanted to do was hold her cherished little princess and kiss on her and dote on her until the sun shown high above and the moon was long gone. She only hoped that such a bond between the two of them would last longer than a night; she prayed to Starclan that it were more than just a dream.

I kissed a girl and I liked it
I liked it