For the Honor of Grayskull! (and Pavlov)

Chapter 1

"For the honor of Grayskull!" "For the honor of Grayskull!" "For the honor of Grayskull!" Words that once only ever meant an impending fight were so seldom used for anything other then… well, that. Yes, even after wartime ebbed and the two lovebirds divided found each other once more. She-Ra seemed to still have a part to play in their relationship. Though, what was once exclusively a predecessor to an ass whooping; you know what, there was still a lot of ass-whooping, it just seemed to come in a different form.

Originally, it seemed to be a crazy idea, but they both seemed to fall onboard about as soon as they realized She-Ra's abilities to give things horns extended to herself; especially, below the belt. Sure, occasionally a night would be spent between them with Adora in her base form, but the additional verticle foot and… well, it was about a foot down there too wasn't it? The additional footage, in combination with She-Ra's ability to enjoy Catra's body in a whole other sense, seemed to just spice up life in the bedroom to the umpteenth degree.

"For the honor of Grayskull!" Adora called out, brandishing her sword, just to toss it to its place at the side of the bed.

Just hearing those words was enough; no it was far more than enough. Catra could already feel her heart racing and her body calling out for the other woman. "Adora." For a moment, Catra couldn't tell if her throat was going dry or her mouth was watering or both. The answer, came succinctly at the sight of the tent being pitched in those agonizingly tight white shorts on the towering woman staring down at her. Yup, definitely watering. Just like at least one other part of her. Her whole body grew antsy, she knew what was coming and how heavenly it would feel despite how hellish the embarrassment of being railed with her face pressed down into the bed; all just to have those desperate cries Adora always drew out of her muffled into the sheets. Catra's fists clenched in frustration! It hadn't even begun and yet, Adora already had her craving it all. With hands shaking, a fluttering heart, and a growing tension further south, her whole attention was finally stolen by the other woman.

"Hey there kitten." Adora cracked that dorky smile even through She-Ra's visage. She ran her fingers through Catra's soft fur then through her hair.

Catra wanted to fight, remembering back to the times where she still tried. Today, however, was not that type of day. A quiet whimper and she found herself nuzzling into She-Ra's hand. Warm and comforting, she couldn't even seem to manage to stop. Then there was the truest sign of weakness. The soft purr building up in her throat and breaking past her lips despite all her valiant efforts to evade the inevitable.

"Someone sounds like she is already having a good time?" Adora mused.

Catra's strongest protests were nothing more than a weak whimper to comingle with the purrs that made her feel weak.

"No." Catra's body shuttered in a revolt as she tried to push Adora's hand away.

"You sure?" Adora pulled her hand back to immediately see the regret in Catra's eyes.

"No." Catra looked down and away, trying to hide her pout.

"Then what does my kitten want?" Adora's hand returned.

Catra hissed and went to bite Adora's hand, but that died down to just a kiss at thew palm that feeds her on one way or another so much faster than Catra would ever have liked to admit.

"Isn't that better sweetheart?"

Catra hissed again, but it died out as Adora scratched behind her ear. "Yes." She admitted, teasing her sharpened teeth against Adora's palm.

"Now, you know the rules. No biting, unless you want to be punished." The damn goddess raised her eyebrow in anticipation and Catra just couldn't wait any longer!

She broke. Making eye contact as she did it, Catra bit down playfully at She-Ra's palm. In an instant the woman was airborne. A screech and she didn't quite land on her feet, but hands and knees were close enough. The other woman might not have been easy for normal Adora to throw around, but She-Ra had the extra height and muscle to toss her with ease.

Before Catra could even get her standing, Adora was right there, behind her and grabbing her ass. Claws dug into the mattress ruining the third set of sheets for that month. That bulge of Adora's thudded, radiating with heat. It sent Catra spiraling as it pressed against her. "Stop playing!" Catra complained, her tail curling around Adora's waist and trying to urge her closer.

"I thought you liked when I played?" She-Ra called back with that smug tone that both grated and drenched Catra.

"I-" Catra began just to be cut off.

"Especially when I play like this." Stern fingers grasped at Catra's hips before slinking in the waistband of Catra's pants. Catra cried out in protest as she felt her clothes being pulled down. Not because she didn't want it, but because Adora and that perfect pounding heat had been pulled away from her aching core.

"What are you d-oooh!" Catra's elbows gave out so she could push back and up harder as she felt that heavenly tongue lavishing at her folds.

"There. That's what my kitten likes, isn't it?" She-Ra's hands firmly took Catra by her hips and forced her back, her tongue meeting Catra's sex to clean the ample mess she had caused.

"Fuck! Adora!" Catra clawed into their mattress as the other woman refused to yield.

She-Ra mumbled something into Catra's folds, but it was entirely inaudible as she continued devouring Catra. Her thumb circled roughly at Catra's clit as she delved her tongue deeper into Catra.

"Adora! Adora!" Catra yowled repetitiously. "Fuck! Please!" She bit into the bedding under her just to stop herself from pleading more and more.

With a sickly wide grin, Adora slipped one finger inside Catra just to taunt her.

Catra cried out into the bed, a wanton show of desperation as she bucked back onto She-Ra's finger.

"See? I knew you liked when I play with you like that." Adora enjoyed the muffled whimpers Catra made as she pulled her mouth and fingers away.

"Damnit Adora!" Catra snapped.

"Shh kitten. It'll be ok. I'm right here." Adora eased her hand over Catra's cheek.

"Taking too long!" Catra snarled back, a shiver running up her spine.

"I know sweetheart, but look. You are all wet and ready now." Adora caressed at Catra's sex with a flat palm.

Catra looked back and hissed as she watched Adora slowly pulling down her shorts with one hand and licking her wetness of the palm of the other.

"Did you want to taste too?" She-Ra paused mid-motion, all of her painfully hard cock just standing at attention and waiting to be put to use.

"No! I do not want a taste!" Catra's face scrunched up to show her teeth. "I want you to get on with it already!"

"Always so… impatient!" Adora rammed herself forward in one swift motion. A guttural pleased sigh and she felt Catra's lips kissing her pelvis.

Catra melted in a low purr, the twisting ache that was her existence finally releasing as Adora buried herself in her. Eyes rolling back, Catra cooed, losing herself in the relief.

"There you go. That's it." Adora allowed her whole length to rest in the other woman for a moment as she soothed her hands up Catra's back.

Catra arched into the touch as she pressed back onto Adora, seeking that last millimeter. "Don't stop." Catra moaned.

"Not stopping, just giving you a moment to adjust." Adora leaned forward to whisper into Catra's ear.

"Don't- don't need a moment." As if Catra's ragged breaths weren't enough, Adora could feel Catra's walls flutter around her. She was clearly not as prepared to be railed as the catwoman would like her to believe.

"Now, don't go playing tough." Adora pulled out and bucked back in less than an inch.

Catra panted in light pain and heavy pleasure as the thrust pushed her face harder against the mattress.

Catra couldn't resist. Her body clamped down on Adora and she cried out again. "Not playing tough! N-need more!"

"Do you now?" Adora hummed, pleased with Catra's reactions. "What more do you need?" She taunted with a kiss at Catra's neck and a hand slipping up Catra's torso and grabbing at her breast.

"You know what!" Catra huffed.

"I want you to tell me." Adora's firm tone would have been enough on its own but as her free hand reached around to toy at Catra's clit and the other hand pinched at her nipple, Catra lost it.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck me! Just fucking fuck me!" Catra tore up the mattress and a hand went to her crotch to urge Adora to speed her efforts at her most sensitive spot

"Of course. My impatient little kitten." Adora kissed at Catra's ear before delivering on what had been requested.

Before Catra could do or say anything to protest the kiss and term of endearment she loved to pretend she didn't love, Adora had already begun. Not that Catra would ever say it aloud, but that didn't change the truth. The perpetually bratty bottom adored the feeling of being fucked into their bed. The feeling of Adora ramming into her so hard that her face pressed down into the springs of the bedding. Adora's extra attention at her breast and clit didn't hurt either.

However, that is not to say that there was no hurt at all. As Adora felt the both of them grow closer to their peaks, she mixed in a good pinch here or there and even a firm spank or slap at Catra's sensitive breasts. All small things Catra loved beyond reason. By the third time Adora's hand had returned to pinch at her right nipple, Catra was striving not to tumble over, to be just so easy for Adora. But those efforts only ever ended up being in vain. Striving not to be first, clamping down on Adora, giving off those embarrassingly slutty moans Adora just loved to hear and giving it her all only seemed to push herself closer to a breaking point than Adora.

Infuriatingly, or maybe perfectly, Adora knew all too well of Catra's impending climax. "Cum for me kitten. Come on. Cum." Adora urged as she fucked Catra harder into the mattress.

No hope! There was absolutely no hope for Catra after that. Her whole body broke in the crescendo, tensing and releasing all-around She-Ra's length. It felt like the final bitter sweet but delicious taunt that Adora released in her only a moment later. Catra couldn't help but let lose a sultry groan in the release. Each pump of Adora releasing in her feeling like all the warmth in the cold world she had ever craved and needed. The short pleased pants and moans that followed were the closest Catra would ever come to admitting how wonderful it was; how much she adored the feeling of She-Ra's visage fading away as Adora curled over to take her up in an embrace.

"Isn't that so much better?" Adora urged them both just enough further up the bed that they could relax. "No more stress from the day, just us cuddling in bed." Adora pulled back some of Catra's mussed hair and nuzzled at her neck.

Catra just huffed and pouted, pretending not to enjoy despite her telltale tail looping around Adora's waist and pulling her in closer.

"There you go." Adora ignored the play protest. "Love you sweetheart." With tender arms, she soothed the other woman. Everything slowly calmed. Catra's body returned to a resting state, heart easing its jackrabbit pace to the feeling of her lover's embrace. "Love you so much sweetheart." Adora hummed with small kisses at Catra's neck, just enjoying the post-orgasmic haze as it settled down upon them.

Catra grunted but scooted backward into Adora's embrace. "Love you too." She admitted through gritted teeth; as if it were still the first time she said it.

End of Chapter 1

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