Princess, Princess

29 - Mistakes

CW: Smut (Like right away). Skip to the - if you don't wanna read.

Also She-Ra is s5 She-Ra cuz I said so

Plot twist? Suffer bitch

"Gods, don't stop..." Catra whimpered as her claws dragged down Adora's bare back, scarring her a little. 

Adora was currently fucking her with a strap - or her sword, as She-Ra. She turned her sword into said strap so, Whichever you prefer. 

Catra woke up horny today, and Adora was more than willing to help with that problem.

 Not only because it would prove that she doesn't want to have relations with only but Catra. But also because this is Catra she's talking about. She'd do anything for Catra.

It was incredibly hard to say no, especially since Catra was grinding on the blonde in her sleep. Adora assumed it was a mate thing, and Catra did confirm that they'd make love later yesterday. 

Catra's head was tossed back, eyes squeezed shut as her mouth hung wide open, loud noises spilling out of her lips. 

"You're so perfect." Adora whispered into Catra's neck as she kept her steady pace. "You're doing so good for your lord."

Adora recently had liked the title lord. Catra refused to call her it anywhere else except the bedroom. But she'd definitely be using it while she can. It was a turn on for the both of them. 

She had already giving Catra three mind blowing orgasms, aiming for a fourth. Catra could take it, and Adora was definitely going to give it. 

Catra was practically screaming as Adora hands explored Catra's body. The claws made her back hurt like a bitch, but in a good way almost. She could always heal them as She-Ra if needed to.

"Adora.." Catra whined between moans. She sounded completely ruined and Adora kind of liked it. 

Adora lifted her upper body and looked down at Catra, speeding up her thrusts, harder and faster. 

It was hitting not only Catra, but herself perfectly too. The strap hit her clit perfectly with every thrust, making it a little hard to keep her eyes open as she brought her own orgasm. "My queen. All mine." She panted out softly. 

Adora, being the overachiever she is, decided to double her efforts, biting, sucking, licking, praising. And with a few rough thrusts, both of the came, hard. Adora continued thrusting slower as Catra rode out her orgasm, kissing Catra's open lips.

"I love you." 

Catra was bit too dead to anwer at the moment, honestly that's what Adora gets for fucking her into oblivion.  Slowly, Adora pulled out and Catra whimpered quietly. "Fuck.."

The two napped for a while, but Adora eventually had to leave to go back on her trip. 

-

Two weeks later, Adora returned to Half Moon find Bow pacing around the castle entrance. When he saw Adora, his eyes went wide and he panicked. 

"Ass face? What's with you today?"

"Nothing! Secret? I don't have a secret! You have a secret! Not me. Pfft How could I ever keep a secret?"  The prince yelled before running off. "I gotta go!"

"Well that was weird.." Adora muttered. Maybe they're all throwing her a surprise party for her! Adora smiled widely, walking into the castle to see nothing. 

With a frown, she walked to a maid. "Sir, Adora! What do I owe the pleasure?"

"Have you seen Catra? I figured she'd be here to welcome be back." Adora asked, following the maid as they went to the kitchen. "She was in a meeting this morning, then I saw her at the garden, and then she got sick. Lonnie sent her to bed."

"Is she okay?!" Adora asked worried. "Has she gone into grieving again?"

"No, No. Don't worry. Small fever. Doctor doesn't smell grieving on her, assumingly 'lady issues' She should be okay in days time." The maid reassured with a small smile. "She's been more tired lately, so she may not be awake when you go to see her."

Adora nodded, giving her thanks and heading to Catra's bedroom on the other side of the castle. 

When she arrived, she opened the door to see a half asleep Catra, lying on her back and eyes blinking slowly. 

"Love, you okay?" Adora asked softly kissing her cheek. "You feel hot."

"Fine." Catra mumbled. "Sleepy."

"You mind if I lie with you? My trip was long." Adora offered as she began to undress from her knights clothes. Catra nodded, trying to sit up but just going back down again. "Just rest, love. I'll help you change, okay?"

"Okay." Catra whispered, lying back down and falling asleep quickly.

-

Eventually, deciding to leave Catra alone while she recovers from whatever weird flu she had because it made her heart ache to see her love sick, Adora decided she do some extra training while she waited for Catra to wake up. 

In the knight training grounds, Adora found Lonnie, punching a bag. 

"Sup Adora." Lonnie grunted out while she punched a bag. "Catra feeling any better?"

"She was super drowsy when I found her in the room." Adora answered before getting situated under the weights. Lonnie hummed, "She was throwing up this morning, I wonder if a bug is going around."

"Hm, maybe. I sure hope not though. I hate throwing up." Adora agreed. Lonnie nodded. "Me too."

Adora grunted softly as she lifted a weight above her head. 

[..]

By the time Adora was finished her workout, it was late. 

On her way back, Adora was stopped by a guard. "Can you watch the dungeon while I pee? I'll be back in a moment!!"

Adora froze "I - I uh.."

"You're a knight, right?"

"Yes b-"

"Here!" The guard yelled, handing Adora his spear and running off to a bathroom. 

With a roll of her eyes, Adora began pacing down the dungeon, making sure everything was okay and not out of the ordinary. But then she heard it. 

"Adora..."

"Leave me alone Shadow Weaver. I'm not going to fall for your tricks anymore."

Shadow Weaver made a laughing noise that made Adora uneasy as the woman inched closer to Adora in the cell. "It's been awhile. Where have you been?"

"None of your business." Adora bit back. "I don't owe you an explanation. Or anything at that."

"Always so rude to me, child." Shadow Weaver complained. "No wonder Catra is lying to you."

"Nope. I'm not doing this." Adora stated, begining to walk away. "What is it with everyone trying to get us apart? Catra is my mate. She loves me, you're just trying to cause suffrage."

"You may love her, but does she really love you?" Shadow Weaver asked, making Adora stop and doubt. "I mean, I never loved you. Your parents left you, no prince or princess ever wanted to spend time with you. Would it really be that surprising?"

Adora would always hate how much power Shadow Weaver had over her, physiologically and physically. And the blonde would be lying if she said she didn't feel tears fall down her cheeks at the words. 

"Maybe you're just unlovable."

Adora's hands shifted to fists, wanting to kill the woman in all. It took all her mental stress not to. Stupid Perfuma and her hippie flower shit therapy! 

"You're wrong." Adora didn't know if she was lying to herself or Shadow Weaver. Or even lying at all. This was too confusing. "Catra loves me, she tells me everything." Adora stated with false confidence, begining to walk away again. 

"Like she told you she was of child?"

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A/N: Yes their lesbians but this is my world so if you don't like you're a poppy head. 

Suffer.