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Luka adores all of his pokemon, but he has a sweet spot for Bennie, his beloved emboar. He received Bennie as a gift when he was fifteen, his first pokemon. Having got his pokemon later than most of his peers, Luka absolutely adored the little tepig. He spoiled him with treats, took care of him well after battles, cuddled next to him during the night.

As time passed, they both grew. By the time Luka was eighteen, Bennie had fully evolved, blooming into the hulking form he has now. But that doesn't stop Luka from cuddling up next to him, hugging his thick form. 

Even now, a full eight years after first meeting Bennie, Luka cuddles up to the emboar, who's sitting patiently on the couch. It's cold, is Luka's excuse. Truthfully, he has something else on his mind.

"Bennie…." Luka starts, looking into the pokemon's eyes. "Don't you wanna have some fun?"

Luka watches as the emboar's eyes widen, the fire around his neck fluctuating as he understands his owner's words. Luka thinks it's so cute. Like he's blushing.

"Fun time?" He says, moving one of his hands to Bennie's crotch. He touches at his sheath, rubbing at the dick he knows is hiding inside. Bennie makes a strange noise, between a grunt and a squeal, as Luka continues to rub at him. It takes but a few moments of rubbing for the tip to pop out, Luka immediately rubbing at it with his thumb. A little of that and the emboar gives another noise, and the rest of his cock comes out.

Luka wastes no time touching it, admiring its thick length and the corkscrew shape of its head. He loves Bennie's cock. So much that just rubbing at it isn't enough. adjusting himself on the couch so that he's lying in Bennie's lap, Luka sucks the head into his mouth.

The emboar's reaction is immediate— he growls, his claws grabbing at Luka's smaller body. Luka doesn't mind, focused on licking and sucking at the cock on his mouth. He pulls back to lick up the length of it, slowly, lapping up the precum that dribbles down. Bennie really is excited.

Luka licks and licks until Bennie is whining, bucking his hips upward to get Luka to move faster. He doesn't leave his emboar wanting— he sucks the head back into his mouth and bobs his head downward, taking in as much as he can and hollowing his cheeks. Bennie gives a cry, tightens its grip around Luka's waist. Luka loves it, sucks just a little bit harder.

Bennie's cock feels wonderful in Luka's mouth. The corkscrew shape of it adds more fun, gives Luka something to run his tongue around. On top of that it was thick, and pretty long. Luka sucks it with gusto, pausing to take in a deep breath before swallowing, taking the cock down his throat. Bennie nearly roars, bucking his hips up into Luka's mouth. Luka takes it, stays still and lets the emboar fuck into his throat. Drool dribbles down his jaw, making a mess of his shirt and of Bennie's lap.

Bennie thrusts into Luka's throat a few more times before he growls, lowly, and that's the only warning he receives before Bennie comes. Luka swallows, trying to take it all, though he knows it's not possible. Bennie comes a lot . When Luka pulls back Bennie's cock is still going, spurting out cum all over Luka's face and hair. The cum is very warm. He licks his lips, smiling as Bennie grunts and squeals, embarrassed.

"Wow…. you really came a lot, huh?" Luka sits back, wipes the cum from his brow with a finger. He then puts it in his mouth, sucking it off, making eye contact with the embarrassed emboar. 

Bennie huffs, breathing harshly from coming so hard. Luka takes this time to stand up and remove his pants and underwear, soaked with his slick. He's never been more ready. Bennie's dick was still hard, tempting. Luka crawls into the emboar's lap with a smirk, rubbing his ass against the pokemon's cock.

"You can't forget about me, okay?" He grinds his ass back, pleased to hear Bennie give a low, deep growl. His pokemon is ready to go again. good. Luka lifts his hips and grabs Bennie's cock, leading it to his soaking wet hole. He sits down on it slowly, enjoying the way it stretches his cunt completely. Bennie grabs Luka by the waist again, holds him tightly and pulls him downwards onto his cock all at once. Luka cries out, shaking.

"Fuck…!" Luka covers his mouth, trying to hold back his whimpers. He didn't expect to take it all like that. The stretch is incredible. Luka tightens unconsciously around Bennie a few times, his body tensing and trying to deal with the intrusion. This, however, only spurs Bennie on, the pokemon lifting Luka off his cock only to pull him back down.

Luka moans. It feels so good, despite the somewhat painful stretch. Bennie thrusts his hips upwards, holding Luka still as he fucks into him. The trainer grips the emboar's arms, holding on for dear life. Bennie fucks him slowly, but very hard, and in this position it's so deep. Luka whimpers, tries to grind his hips downwards to meet his pokemon's thrusts. Bennie has a tight hold on him though, forcing Luka to take what he's giving.

This is what Luka loves, though. He loves that Bennie is that much stronger than him, can manhandle his body however he wants. It's ridiculously hot. Luka moans unabashedly, throwing his head back as Bennie fucks him. he's getting so close already. The insistent press of that big cock inside him, pushing up against his walls and hitting his gspot, has him trembling. He comes hard, moaning Bennie's name as he shakes uncontrollably, tightening over Bennie's cock.

The emboar doesn't stop. Spurred on by Luka's coming, it finally speeds up, moving Luka up and down his cock with ease. Luka shakes his head, still trembling. It's a lot. His cunt is tight and full, with Bennie pushing pleasure into him with every hard thrust. Bennie is in full desire mode now, not focusing on Luka at all but rather the feeling of his hot cunt around him, working towards his own release. With no choice but to let him, Luka wraps his arms around Bennie's shoulders and moans, trying to arouse the pokemon even more.

"Do you like it, Bennie?" Luka says, panting. "Do I feel good?" He knows the pokemon can't respond verbally, but he can feel his response in the way he fucks him— harder, faster, huffing with the exertion as he takes advantage of his trainer.

Bennie pulls Luka downward, presses as deeply inside as he can as he comes. His cum is so warm as it fills Luka up; Luka loves it. He whines, presses a hand between his legs to rub at his clit until he comes with a cry. His orgasm is hard, wracking him with more trembles, from his head down to his toes. Bennie is patient, holding Luka close as he rides out his orgasm. Luka squeezes hard around Bennie's dick, grinds downwards just a few times as the pleasure mounts in his body. It's good, so good. He wants to be on this cock forever.

Eventually Luka collapses onto his emboar, wrapping his hands around his shoulders and squeezing. Bennie responds with a huff, fully wrapping his arms around the human. They stay like that for a little while, Luka nuzzling the emboar's skin, enjoying the afterglow and the cock still buried in him. He knows this can't be forever though. Soon, Bennie gives a cry, a sign that he's ready to move. Luka sighs before pulling himself off the pokemon's lap, mourning the loss of that thick cock in his pussy.

He smiles at Bennie, and Bennie, still looking shy, smiles back. Then, with a huff, Luka stands, patting Bennie once before shuffling off towards the bathroom. He needs a shower.

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Louie is a beartic with a contradictory temperament— he often acts like he doesn't care for his owner Luka, pretending to ignore him, huffing when given directions. But, in his weakest moments he's very, very affectionate. Almost possessive.

Like right now. Luka is held in the beartic's large claws, carefully, legs spread as the beartic runs its tongue over the length of Luka's pussy. Luka moans, his hands resting on Louie's strong paws. He tries to speak, but all that comes out is another moan as Louie's tongue slips right into his hole.

"Fuck— mmm….!" Luka cries out. 

It feels wonderful. The beartic's tongue is long and thick and cold , but it feels incredible pushing into him. The temperature makes him shiver in a good way, the sensation making his pussy tingle.

Louie, spurred on by Luka's cries, pulls him closer, spreads him apart even further on his tongue. this is one of the beartic's favorite pastimes, fucking Luka with his tongue. Nothing compares to having Louie's face in between his legs, working him open, taking advantage of his warm cunt. Luka feels like he might go insane from how hard and insistent Louie is.

"Louie… please…" Luka starts, his back arching as Louie's tongue hits a spot in him that makes him see stars. He moans, shaken. "Just…. fuck me already…"

The beartic ignores Luka's command, tightening its grip on him. He's stubborn, focused on nothing other than his tongue in his trainer's cunt. Luka buries his fingers in the bear's fur and whines, loudly, as he's brought closer and closer to the brink. It's a lovely mix of sensations; the bulk of his tongue against his walls, the chilling cold of his breath against his hot cunt. Luka comes with a cry, trembling as the beartic laps up his slick.

Finally, Louie stops. With his grip still tight on his trainer's body, he lies the man down on the floor, on the plush green rug Luka set up beforehand. Luka, panting, looks up at the beartic's hulking stature, and at the fully unsheathed cock staring him in the face. He swallows thickly.

All for him.

"Louie—" 

The beartic gives him no time to finish. It bends over him, grabbing him again with his claws. It moves him into the position it likes the most— on his knees, ass up, legs apart. pussy in full view. Luka makes no move to stop Louie; he loves when his pokemon manhandle him. It's the show of strength, the reminder that Louie truly is stronger than him in every way. Just the thought has him whimpering, wiggling his hips to entice the beartic into moving along quicker.

It's not necessary, as it turns out. Louie must be more pent up than he thought, as the beartic holds him by the hips and thrusts forward, his cock rubbing against Luka's cunt. He does this a few more times before the head finally catches on Luka's hole, and it slips right in.

Luka gasps. Just the head alone is big– thick and hard and so insistent, the way it pushes in. Luka bites his lower lip, relaxes his body as much as he can. Somehow, no matter how many times they fuck, this part is still overwhelming. The beartic, a little impatient, pushes in hard, burying himself inch by inch until Luka is fully impaled.

And then he grinds in, rough.

"Fuck!" Luka says, his head falling down to rest on his arms. Fuck, it's a lot. He can feel how full he is, cunt fully stretched over the beartic's big cock. It presses in everywhere.

Louie gives Luka but a moment to get used to his cock. After that, he pulls back and begins to thrust in, taking up a steady rhythm that knocks the air from Luka's lungs. Louie likes it hard and rough— his giant claws swallow Luka's smaller body as he holds him close, pounding into him none so carefully. He growls with each thrust, his tongue sticking out of his mouth as he gets lost in the pleasure.

This is exactly what Luka wants. The beartic likes to take advantage of Luka, likes to hold him still and take his pleasure however he wants, because he knows that's what Luka craves.

Luka moans unabashedly, holding onto the rug below for dear life as he's taken. Louie's cock is so big and it hurts so good, pushing him to his limits. Luka gasps, thighs shaking as he comes for the second time, clenching tight around the cock still pounding into him. there's a cry from Louie, the beartic overwhelmed by the way Luka clenches around his cock.

He fucks into Luka harder, is rewarded with a loud whine and the wiggling of Luka's hips. Oh, it's too much, Luka knows. His nerves feel like they're supercharged, making him tremble. But he can't help but beg for more, grinding his hips back to meet every one of Louie's thrusts. It's too much but god, can he feel the pleasure mounting under his skin, threatening to push him over the edge again.

it almost seems like a race; Louie gripping Luka with his claws and fucking into him nice and hard, vs Luka, body lax, letting himself be taken over and over again. Louie comes first— he growls, loudly, and presses his claws into Luka's skin. Luka immediately feels the beartic's cum filling him up. It's cold, very cold, but it feels so good in his hot, overstimulated cunt. So good in fact that it pushes him over, makes him moan Louie's name as an orgasm washes over him once again.

Luka pants, mouth open, drooling onto the rug below. Louie stays buried deep, pushing more and more of its cum inside of him. Luka whimpers. Louie holds him closer.

Eventually Louie pulls out, his cum spilling out of Luka and onto the rug below. But he continues to hold the man close for a few more moments. It makes Luka feel all warm and fuzzy inside— Louie really did care, in his strange way.

The beartic lets Luka go, with the man immediately collapsing onto the ground. He feels weak, is completely fucked out. Inhaling deeply, he sighs, smiling blissfully.

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Luka's most mischievous pokemon is hands down his zoroark, Rogue. He had been a timid little thing when Luka found him as a little zorua, but after years of working together, and especially after his evolution, Rogue had grown very comfortable in himself. He'd use his illusions to play tricks on Luka's other pokemon, and even on other trainers. Almost anyone who gets too close to Luka while Rogue is out and about is at risk of being pranked. 

Besides his propensity for playing tricks on others, the zoroark is also incredibly sneaky, often getting himself into trouble at the slightest provocation. Breaking out of his pokeball is a regular occurrence, often happening at the most inopportune times. 

Even though he causes so much trouble for Luka, it's obvious that Rogue genuinely likes and cares for his trainer. It's why he's broken out of his ball yet again, in the dead of night, in order to sneak carefully through the house. The zoroark gets distracted just a bit by the scents in the kitchen, but quickly remembers why he came out. Quietly, he stalks over to Luka's bedroom, pushing the slightly ajar door open and sneaking inside. 

Luka is fast asleep. He lies on his back, legs parted as he stretches across the mattress. It's a warm summer night, so there's no blanket covering him, making his prone, defenseless form very obvious to his pokemon's critical eye. Luka wears nothing but a pair of short-shorts and a thin tank top, though the tank has moved throughout the night, rolling up to reveal just one of his bare tits to the open air. 

Rogue takes in Luka's full appearance, and after a few moments, he approaches the bed. Crawling carefully onto the mattress, Rogue settles between Luka's parted legs. He hooks one claw carefully underneath Luka's tank top and slowly pulls it up to free his other tit. The zoroark leans over Luka, pressing his snout into the man's now fully exposed chest. Rogue gives a little lick, right over Luka's left nipple, and then looks up to watch for his trainer's reaction. 

Luka doesn't move. Perfect. Rogue licks again, and again, even carefully bringing out his teeth to slowly nip at Luka's nipples. The longer he works at Luka's chest, switching from the left tit to the right and repeating his actions, the more Luka begins to react. He gives little whines, his head moving from one side to the other, aware of the sensations but still not waking. His nipples become hard and sensitive under Rogue's ministrations, the zoroark taking his sweet time to make sure every bit of skin has been licked and bitten. 

Eventually he moves on from Luka's chest, drags his tongue down his stomach until he reaches the band of Luka's shorts. Snorting in annoyance, the pokemon leans back enough to drag one of his sharp claws across the front of the offending article, once, twice, until a great hole appears. Through it, he can see Luka's bare pussy, glistening in the moonlight that filters through the window blinds. He's so wet already; Rogue leans in, takes in a huge whiff of his scent, and grunts, tongue falling out of his mouth. 

He's hungry for it. With only a little bit of restraint, Rogue digs in, dragging his tongue across the whole of Luka's cunt. He licks upwards, swirls his tongue along Luka's clit until it hardens, before dipping back down and slipping his tongue into Luka's hole. Luka's body twitches in response, a weak whimper leaving his lips. Still, he doesn't stir, though his thighs try to close. Rogue easily holds them apart, continues to fuck his tongue into Luka's cunt. 

The wet sound of Rogue tonguefucking Luka fills the silence of the room. The zoroark dives his tongue in deep, presses in against Luka's sensitive walls, before pressing out to slurp up Luka's slick. He does this over and over again, enjoying the taste of his trainer's juices, savoring it everytime he fucks his tongue in. 

This is one of Rogue's favorite things to do, though he doesn't get to do it nearly as much as he wishes to. Luka is sweet, but he often doesn't notice just how pent up and jealous Rogue can get. Playing tricks on the other pokemon, when he knows they've recently mated with Luka... or on other trainers, who were obviously trying to make a move on Luka... Rogue didn't like it. So this, right here, is Rogue asserting himself. 

Luka doesn't understand? Rogue will make him. 

A weak moan filters out of Luka's throat, his thighs trembling. He's getting close, Rogue knows, from how tight his cunt gets around his tongue, from how shaky his voice sounds as he whimpers again. Rogue presses his tongue in deep, pressed against Luka's cervix, and stays there, thrusting his tongue in shallowly as he works Luka closer to orgasm. Luka gives a whine, and then a moan, and then his thighs close together again as he tips right over the edge. 

Slick gushes out of Luka, and Rogue slurps it up greedily, enjoying every second of it. He sucks Luka clean, licking and licking until Luka is whimpering, his hips pressing upwards into the sensation. The zoroark nearly smirks with pride, more than happy to know what he's done to his trainer. He pulls away to look at Luka, to take in his now disheveled visage-- Tits littered with bite marks, nipples puffy and red, cunt dripping wet. 

Rogue finds that he likes it. His cock is already out of its sheath, the red prick pulsing as Rogue focuses his view on Luka's slick hole. He leans over Luka's body, paws on either side of Luka's body to hold him up, and thrusts forward. His cock presses over Luka's pussy, missing his hole the first few times he moves his hips. Eventually the head catches on his hole, and the zoroark grunts as it slowly slides into Luka's wet heat. 

It feels incredible. Luka is hot and tight all around him, which stimulates Rogue's sudden need to breed. He tries to hold himself back at first, in the hopes of keeping Luka asleep. Rogue thrusts slowly, burying himself to the hilt each time before pulling out to the head and slamming back inside. Eventually it becomes hard to maintain, because Luka's pussy feels so good. Rogue presses his face into Luka's chest, licking at his swollen nipples as his hips start to move faster and harder. 

Luka gives another weak whimper, his head rolling from side to side as he's fucked. Rogue's hips take up a brutal, almost painful rhythm; he feels so good that he doesn't care anymore, just wants to stay buried in Luka's heat as long as he can. After a few minutes of hard, vigorous fucking, with Luka making more and more noises, it finally happens. 

Luka wakes up. 

"Wuh..." Luka grunts, then moans, as his zoroark doesn't slow down even a little bit. "Wh-- ah! R-Rogue...!" 

Rogue can't stop now. His hips continue to slam into Luka's, his cock drilling hotly into his cunt with every stroke. Luka's confused babbling turns into confused moans, the man shaking as pleasure is forced into his body. Rogue knows what his trainer likes, knows that Luka loves being dominated. He keeps up his jackhammer pace with a certain smugness as he listens to Luka's lovely little noises. 

Luka makes an attempt to move, but is easily held down by the zoroark's powerful claws. Holding Luka down by his arms, Rogue fucks in harshly, groaning as his knot swells. 

"Wait--" Luka says breathlessly, looking up through half closed eyes. "Rogue-- hold on--" 

His knot presses in with each stroke, dragging along Luka's entrance. As it grows it becomes harder and harder to fit, Rogue growling as he tries to press the whole of it in. And, after a few more thrusts, it pops in and stays. Luka cries out, his fingers tightening uselessly at his sides as he's knotted. 

Rogue gives a rough groan, burying his face in Luka's chest as he continues to shallowly thrust in. His cock pulses deep inside of Luka, pressed right up against his cervix as he finally starts to come. Luka gasps, feeling every bit of the zoroark's hot cum as it fills his swollen cunt. 

Rogue doesn't stop thrusting. Luka shakes his head back and forth, whimpering and begging as that cock bashes against his cervix. Rogue bites at Luka's nipple at the same time he thrusts forward roughly, and that's all it takes to push Luka over the edge. He trembles, cunt gushing as he comes. He squeezes impossibly tight around Rogue's knot, making the pokemon howl in pleasure, hips still moving in short bursts as his cock presses even more cum into his trainer's pussy.

"Ah..." Luka says, breathing heavily as his eyes close. "Rogue.... what...." 

Rogue gives a grunt, nuzzles his nose into Luka's skin. "Mine" is what the action says, the zoroark huffing with a possessive edge. He feels his cock pulse with another stream of cum, pressing it deeply into Luka's pussy, and he feels pride about that, too. 

Luka is his. To play with, to protect, and to breed. 

With a small sigh, Luka relaxes into the bed and looks at his pokemon. Rogue looks back. 

"You sure are nothing but trouble, huh?" 

Rogue huffs. 

"How did you even... You know what, I don't even want to know." 

Luka adjusts his position, tugging at his arms until Rogue lets them go. The two of them are attached now, after all, so Rogue knows he won't be running away. After a few moments of movement, Luka settles comfortably on the bed, his arms wrapped around the pokemon. 

"I'll deal with you in the morning. I'm going back to sleep." 

And just like that, he does. Tired and still shaking from coming so hard, Luka closes his eyes and starts to doze off. In a while, Rogue's knot will go down, and he'll pull out and lie next to Luka. He'll fall asleep too, pleased with the success of his plan and satisfied at having claimed his trainer.

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Coco, Luka’s flygon, needs constant stimulation. Filled to the brim with energy, the pokemon is always out of his ball, flying in the clouds high above the city, or enacting play battles with Luka’s other pokemon. Battles were an absolute necessity for the flygon, as it was one of the best ways to tire out, and consequently calm, the pokemon’s energy. Luka loves to battle, but doesn’t always have the time to do it these days. Luckily, he’s found a different solution— sex.

In addition to the excess energy, Coco also has a pretty healthy sexual appetite, revealed not long after Luka first presented himself to the dragon. Coco has a large cock, bulbous in shape and ridiculously long, and it’s always ready to ruin Luka’s pretty little cunt. They fuck several times a week, sometimes multiple times in a day if Coco is feeling particularly restless. And Luka loves it.

That’s why he’s got a special treat prepared for the two of them tonight. Waiting until nightfall to put his plans in action, Luka is downright giddy when he can finally let Coco out of his ball. The dragon stretches widely, settled in the grass of Luka’s backyard. He looks to his trainer with curious eyes, his wings flapping idly, a sign that he’s just a little pent up. He steps closer to Luka.

“Hey, buddy! I got us a little present.” Luka reaches to the large bag he placed at his feet, opening it and pulling out a mass of black straps and buckles— a riding harness. He smiles. “Just let me put it on you, first.”

Coco, still curious, tilts his head as Luka approaches him with the article of clothing. Luka’s put a harness on Coco before, for their trips around the region, but this one is much different, and the pokemon seemed to pick up on that. He lets Luka do it, though, standing patiently as Luka wraps the straps around his neck, his torso, and legs. Once it’s done, Luka steps back with a pleased look about him, staring at his handiwork with a barely hidden excitement. Now, it’s time for the fun part; Luka starts stripping himself. He lives in a pretty rural area, where his nearest neighbor is at least a few miles away, so he’s unconcerned with being seen. Once he’s naked, Coco gives an interested chirp, stepping even closer. 

He approaches the flygon and, after petting him a bit, starts to slip into the harness. Unlike the typical rider's harness, made so the trainer could ride on the pokemon’s back, this one Luka had custom made to be worn the opposite way— once inside, he’s strapped in, front to front with the pokemon. Luka is endlessly pleased that the measurements were correct, for he sits snugly against Coco, his exposed cunt pressed right against the dragon’s sheath. Luka grinds his hips backwards, aiming to stimulate the pokemon, to get his cock to come out.

It doesn’t take much. Coco’s cock is already starting to peak out of its slit, the head pressing carefully against Luka’s cunt. The positioning is truly perfect, for it slips right into his hole, stretching him out and pressing a warm pleasure into his body. Luka sighs, hips stuttering as more of that cock slowly comes to rest inside him. Then the flygon bends over lightly, grinding his hips forward to thrust into Luka’s heat. With a jolt, Luka gasps, fingers tight on the hand-holds built into the harness.

The shape of that cock is already stretching Luka’s cunt to its limit, and it’s still going. He prepared himself pretty well beforehand, so the slide is anything but painful. The bulbous shape of the shaft seems to press up against Luka’s g-spot, stimulating it every time the flygon moves even one inch. Luka gasps again, then groans, as Coco starts to desperately grind his hips forward, pressing more of his length into his trainer. Coco bends over more, Luka’s back almost touching the ground. Then he starts to fuck into Luka earnestly. 

“W-wait!” Luka starts, but his voice turns into a moan as the head presses up against his cervix. “We still haven’t flown!”

Coco thrusts several times before Luka manages to convince him to stop, a hand smoothing over the pokemon’s chest. “I promise you’ll get a chance… let’s take a short trip around first, okay? Just for fun?”

Coco gives a short chirp, seemingly wary of the situation, but more than willing to go along. Probably because his cock is being caressed so snugly by Luka’s pussy. Either way, Luka tells the pokemon to go ahead and fly, and Coco does just that, taking into the air with his trainer still attached to his front.

While riding, just the slightest turbulence and movement is enough to press Coco’s cock further into him, insistently pushing in at his cervix in a way that feels like too much and not enough. It feels good regardless, though the longer they travel, soaring high in the night sky, the more Luka himself starts to become impatient.

Having a cock in him, unmoving, is surprisingly more difficult than it sounds. Luka gets wetter and wetter as time passes, squirming a little bit in an attempt to gain a little more friction. His cunt feels so good, so full and stretched, but he wants more, wants to feel that cock slide in and out of his hole. Hard and fast, if possible.

At about fifteen minutes into their little flight, Luka starts to pant, eyes closed as he can’t help but focus on the dick inside him. It’s been fun, undoubtedly. Luka can’t see much of his surroundings, backwards as he is on the flying pokemon, but he does enjoy the rush of cool air on his quickly heating skin, and enjoys the moonlight against his face. Even with that, though, he can’t take anymore. He thought he could, but the feeling of a warm shaft in his hot cunt is unbearable. 

“Hey… let’s land for now, okay?”

Coco makes an affirmative sound, and wastes no time landing in the middle of a surrounding field. There’s a house a few miles down, but Luka suddenly isn’t worried about being seen. Once landing, the flygon immediately bends over Luka’s body, pressing his trainer into the ground as he starts to thrust desperately into his heat. 

Luka gives a small cry, his fingers trembling in the hand-holds. Coco, who’s also pent up from the cockwarming, is ecstatic for the chance to properly fuck his owner. With Luka’s upper back solidly on the ground, he’s able to thrust wildly into him, his cock head slamming against Luka’s poor cervix over and over again.

“Mmm fuck…” Luka says, panting, as that cock presses deeper inside him. Another thrust and it forces its way into his womb, several more long, fat inches all at once. “…f-fuck!”

The wide shape of the shaft feels overwhelming inside his womb, but that’s because it’s ridiculously pleasurable. It doesn’t happen too often that a pokemon fucks his womb, but when they do, it’s guaranteed to have Luka losing his mind. He’s drooling now, fingers digging into the flygon’s chest as Coco fucks him hard and dirty into the grass below.

Luka shudders. He feels good all over, knows that an orgasm is right around the corner for him. He squeezes tight around Coco’s cock, feeling every inch of its hot length pressing deeper and deeper inside of him. He gives a short, strangled yell, holding on for dear life as he comes, rather hard. He starts to shake, knees and legs weak and trembling.

Coco lets loose a loud cry, and then suddenly he’s fucking Luka faster, harder, taken over by the sudden tight clench of Luka’s cunt. Luka yelps, then screams, dragging a hand up to cover his mouth. Fuck, this is too much, too much! He just came and now even more pleasure is being forced into his body, increasing in intensity with every rough thrust. 

He tries to tell the pokemon to slow down, but his words are slurred, and the flygon likely wouldn’t listen anyway, as far gone as he is. His wings kick up a massive amount of air as he gets closer and closer to his own release. Luka just has to be along for the ride. His body tenses, and he jerks, feeling overstimulated as Coco pounds his womb, shaft rubbing insistently against his g-spot.

When the flygon finally comes, with a warbling cry, Luka is at his wit’s end, biting his lower lip as tremors hit his body. Coco buries as deep as he can go, all ten long inches of his cock nestled snugly inside Luka’s hole, and then he blows his load. Hot cum rushes into Luka; he feels every spurt into his womb, the sensation making him convulse as another orgasm tears through his body in response. He’s being bred. He’s being bred and every second of it feels like unbearable bliss, pleasure pushing in at him from every side.

Even after coming, Coco continues to rut inside of Luka, deeply and gently, to milk his dick in his trainer’s body. Luka, trembling still, puts a hand between their bodies, feeling the bump growing on his stomach. There’s so much cum. Luka sighs, shivers. After a few more minutes, where Coco’s hips slow down to a stop, Luka finally calms down.

“Good boy. Want to go home now?”

Coco gives an affirmative chirp.

The ride back starts simple. Coco, dick still buried in Luka’s womb, takes off in a gust of wind, quickly gaining speed as he soars through the clouds. Luka gasps, startled, and holds on tightly to the pokemon. But once the flygon feels Luka’s tight grasp against his front, Coco starts to act wildly.

He glides upwards before going into a spin, then a barrel roll, all while his poor trainer is forced to hold on. With each new movement, Coco’s cock jostles Luka’s insides, sliding out just a little bit when they fly upwards, just to push right back into his womb when they tumble downwards. It’s a constant tug and push— Luka quickly starts to feel overwhelmed by the sensations. Coco’s cock is huge, and Luka can only take so much. He whimpers, swallowed by the wind.

The flygon takes several light detours in this way, making exciting maneuvers and turning a fifteen minute ride into forty. Luka loses count of how many times Coco brings him to the edge with this, only to make some sort of spin or roll that surprises him. Luka whines uselessly, unwilling to beg Coco to take them home. The pokemon is certainly having fun; Luka can feel his dick twitch and pulse inside him, proof that he’s enjoying himself. Luka didn’t know pokemon liked edging, but he thinks it’s not too ridiculous. So he supposes he should let the flygon enjoy their little flight.

Even if he feels like he could die.

Coco eventually grows tired of the constant tricks, of the feeling of being nearly stationary in Luka’s hot cunt. Luka sighs in relief when they next land, right in the yard of their home. Right after touchdown, Coco bends Luka over a nearby bush and starts to rut desperately into him, frustrated cries filling the air as he breeds his owner. Again, Luka holds on tight, moaning and whimpering wantonly as his womb is pounded, over and over. 

Luka feels incredible. He almost never wants this to end. Yeah, his nerves are fried from the constant stimulation, and his cunt is puffy and sore from his pokemon’s thick cock, but there is pleasure humming deep inside him, and that is worth too much to give up. He embraces it. He comes after just three minutes of Coco’s harsh fucking, shaking and whining. He grabs at his red hair, pulling it, whining as total bliss washes over him.

But Coco isn’t done. He’s gotten himself worked up from the energetic flight, and is more than happy to continue forcing his cock into Luka’s warm pussy. So he does. Luka starts to whine, pushing against Coco’s chest with a weak “please, Coco…” but it does nothing to deter him. He takes many more minutes fucking his trainer, crying as he forces every inch into his cunt and womb. Luka’s body is shaking like a leaf, his pussy clenching down every time Coco thrusts in. Coco growls almost possessively, wings once again flapping wildly as he takes pleasure defiling his little master.

Coco comes not a minute too soon; Luka is shuddering through yet another orgasm when the pokemon stuffs his cock in and finishes, forcing even more cum into his womb. The feeling of hot seed filling him up has Luka shaking his head desperately, fingers tight, toes curled. Luka is probably gonna be covered in leaves and grass stains, but he doesn't have the mind to care. The pleasure builds until it’s too much, until Luka screams. His pussy is tight and wet and Coco grinds in until he blows another load, making Luka’s stomach bulge even more from the sheer amount of it.

Afterwards, Luka pants, drool sticking to his chin and cheek.

“Phew, that…. sure was fun… wasn’t it?”

Coco chirps, satisfied.

Luka reaches for the safety release, pulling it and carefully removing himself from the harness. He groans as he pulls himself off of Coco’s cock, still half hard. He stands on wobbly feet. Cum drips from his cunt, dripping obscenely down his thighs before forming a small puddle on the grass. Luka laughs sheepishly.

“Well… you got me good tonight, huh?” Luka pets the flygon’s chest, smiling when the pokemon makes a pleased sound in response. “Alright. It’s bedtime.”

Like that, Luka heads for the back door to his home, walking gingerly. He’s sore, but he feels oh so wonderful. As he carries the harness with him he can’t help looking at it and imagining how their future flights will go. If it’s half as good as this last one, Luka will be happy.

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Luka was never very good at keeping to a strict schedule when he was younger; to make up for it now, he keeps a planner in his home, scribbling out his days and sticking to the plans as best he can. His calendar clearly says that Saturdays are clean days, so that’s what he’s doing— running around his home, dusting, sweeping, and wiping. 

Most of his pokemon are either in their balls or out in the yard, after it was clear they’d mostly be in his way. The only one in the house is his slaking, Gonzo, the big guy dozing away on the couch. The television is set to some show the pokemon seems fond of, and it holds his lazy attention as Luka buzzes around the living room.

But, once Luka gets close to the couch, intending to reach underneath it, he’s surprised by sudden movement from the corner of his eye. Gonzo moves, then Luka immediately feels his own body shift, his feet coming off the ground. In just seconds he finds himself plopped into a sitting position, right in the pokemon’s lap, the large hands of his slaking firmly placed on his waist.

“What—?” Luka shifts, then gasps, going still. He feels Gonzo’s cock, hard as a rock, pressed against his clothed ass. Luka sighs, a sudden nervousness falling over him. “Gonzo, you know we can’t right now. Just give me another hour…”

Luka attempts to get up, but is yanked back down by the pokemon. Then Gonzo, obviously undeterred by the words of his trainer, starts to rut against Luka’s ass, precum dampening his leggings. Luka gaps again, hands resting on Gonzo’s arms but unable to make him budge.

Gonzo is always like this, Luka knows. Ever since he was a pushy vigoroth, Gonzo grew a penchant for… encouraging sex in the most inconvenient situations. Gonzo was horny when he was horny, and when that time comes, Luka is practically helpless to stop him from having his way. Perhaps another trainer would re-home the pokemon for being such a way, but Luka finds that he doesn’t mind as much, since Gonzo’s dick always treats his pussy so well. Even still, it’s frustrating to have a pokemon that only listens some of the time. 

Luka opens his mouth, attempts to persuade Gonzo to let him go, but reality quickly sets in as one of Gonzo’s hands settles on the front of his leggings, nails digging into the material.

“Wait!” Luka starts, but can’t stop his pokemon from ripping clear through his pants, leaving a large hole and revealing Luka’s soft blue underwear. In a single moment that’s ripped through too, and suddenly Luka’s cunt is exposed, and two fat fingers are rubbing roughly against it.

“Gonzo…!” Luka squeaks out, twitching from the contact. Gonzo is undisturbed by it, if the way his fingers continue to rub at his clit is any indication. Luka shivers despite himself, slumping back against Gonzo as the pokemon continues his assault.

It definitely feels good. Luka tries to stay still, to be resilient in his refusal to give in, but his willpower slowly starts to give way to desire as his slaking rubs him into arousal. Those big, thick fingers feel great where they rub circles on his quickly swelling clit. They feel even better pressing in at his hole, the tip of Gonzo’s large index finger slips right in, immediately giving Luka’s cunt a little stretch. Gonzo presses his fingers inside up to his knuckles, grunting when Luka’s hips twitch towards his hand.

”F…Fuck…” Luka exhales sharply, one of his hands coming up to tangle in his own hair. “We…” he starts weakly, whining as Gonzo starts to pump his finger in and out of his pussy at an impatient pace, “can’t… not right now…”

It’s a lost cause and he knows it. Gonzo’s finger thrusts into him with a soft, wet sound that makes Luka’s face warm. It’s so dirty, the sound his wet pussy makes as it’s played with. Luka sighs lowly, his breath coming in just a bit quicker as Gonzo adds a second, larger finger. He crooks them towards himself, pressing right into Luka’s gspot and making the trainer give a shocked, stuttering moan. Damn. Gonzo, lazy ol’ Gonzo, knows exactly what to do. It’s almost infuriating if not for how good it makes his greedy little cunt feel.

“Hah…” Luka’s hips buck upwards before he can stop himself, his body craving the stimulation. Gonzo reacts by pumping his fingers faster, only pausing at first to add a third finger. The girth of his digits stretches Luka even further, has him whimpering and rolling his hips from the full feeling. “Mmh…” Luka drawls out, eyes closing of their own accord. “So good…”

Gonzo flexes his fingers inside of Luka, dragging the tips of them along his walls with his constant stroking motion. The angle he’s going in with stimulates his gspot with each thrust, making Luka increasingly more and more aroused. Pleasure courses through him like a wildfire, and after just another minute, orgasm sneaks upon him. He hits the crest of it as Gonzo dives in even deeper, fingertips pressing firmly against Luka’s cervix. Moaning, almost yelling, Luka holds onto Gonzo’s arms and shivers, letting the pleasure flow through him.

Gonzo pumps his fingers inside of Luka a few more times, enough to see his hips twitch towards his hand as if chasing the feeling. Then he pulls them out almost as quickly as he put them in, the wet squelching noise it makes echoing within the room. Luka is whimpering, still trying to hold himself together from the orgasm he’d had, when Gonzo starts to shift his body around again. Before Luka has a chance to respond, Gonzo is pressing the flushed tip of his cock against Luka’s cunt, the head slipping in easily without so much as a warning.

Luka takes in a deep inhale; Gonzo presses in without pause, several long, thick inches all at once. Luka lets his breath go with a whine, his hands pressing against Gonzo’s forearms shakily. Damn, that cock is girthy as all hell, stretching him apart, sliding right against all of his sensitive spots. There’s nothing like a good stretch to make his pussy feel good, and Gonzo is great at doing that, any time of day, whenever he pleases.

Gonzo shows Luka just how good he can be by lifting him by the waist and dropping him unceremoniously onto his massive length. Luka cries out in shock, covering his face to hold back the loud whine that leaves him. Several more inches of Gonzo’s cock slid inside him at that, the angle of it so deep and intense that Luka’s thighs are now trembling. Gonzo does it again. Then again. Luka holds on for the ride, weak, punched out sounds leaving him as his body is treated like nothing more than a toy.

Truly, Luka feels like a toy sometimes, with most of his pokemon, but especially Gonzo. He has no choice but to be open and pliable as Gonzo forces him to ride his cock— first slowly but deeply, then increasing in speed as the minutes tick by. Gonzo knows exactly how he wants it, so he uses his overwhelming strength to get it, manipulating his trainer’s body to fit his needs. Luka finds it just a little bossy and more than disrespectful— yet it has his cunt gushing and his skin heated with desperate arousal.

He likes it. Luka loves it, even, but he refuses to admit it, lest he inflates the slaking’s ego any more than it already is.

Though he probably isn’t doing a good job of that, whining and moaning as he is; one hand covers his mouth, the other grips Gonzo’s arm. His pussy clenches tight around Gonzo’s length and he shivers like crazy. Gonzo takes all of this in with a satisfied grunt; he starts to move Luka even faster, thrusting his hips to meet the imposed movements of Luka’s body. His cock drills in so deeply, bashing Luka’s cervix with each striking thrust.

“Unnh…” Luka whimpers, biting down on the meat of his palm. It feels so, so good. His pride tells him not to give in, but his pussy is screaming for more. Gonzo pounds in at his cervix until the head slips past it, the girth of his cock suddenly splitting his tight womb wide open. “Mm…!!”

Gonzo loves it. He squeezes Luka’s soft waist and drags his body down further, slipping more cock into his womb until he’s fully sheathed in the smaller human’s body. Then he slams his hips upward, fucking Luka at a much faster, much harder pace. Pounding into Luka’s soft, wet pussy over and over again, the slaking groans in pleasure, his tongue sticking out of his mouth as he focuses in on the sensations.

Luka, for his part, is a mess. He’s drooling himself, unable to stop as he’s assaulted by the stimulation. He’s coming before long, whining and clawing at the slaking’s arms as orgasm hits him like a train. Screaming, with a few tears budding in his eyes, Luka shudders violently, pussy squeezing and squelching wetly as that cock keeps slamming into him. It’s too good, the sensations. His cunt is so hot, trembling as his womb is defiled, as every thick, raised vein on his pokemon’s cock drags along his inner walls.

Gonzo is spurred on by the tight tremble of Luka’s body. His arms wrap all the way around the trainer’s torso, holding him down as he jackhammers in. Luka let out a desperate cry, the tears falling down his face as he’s pushed over the edge into overstimulation. His nerves are screaming at him, his cunt swollen and puffy and ready for a break. He’s not getting one, not quite yet. Gonzo has quite a lot of energy when he wants to, and right now he’s expending an extraordinary amount. Luka is simply along for the ride.

A few minutes later Luka, sobbing, pats Gonzo’s arms and begs him to stop. And Gonzo does, for a few seconds. Long enough to turn and press Luka’s face to the couch cushions before slipping his cock in even deeper, hips flush against Luka’s as he fucks him from behind. Luka’s ass jiggles like wild with each thrust; Gonzo’s going hard and deep and so fast that Luka’s coming again before he knows what’s happening. 

It takes several more minutes for Gonzo to reach his limit. Slamming forward and grinding deeply into Luka’s cunt, Gonzo comes, his hot cock pulsating inside of Luka right before releasing a sticky load right into his trainer’s womb. He enjoys himself with a few more strokes, enjoying the wet clench as Luka spasms around him all tight and hot. He lets out copious amounts of cum, spurt after spurt filling Luka until his stomach bulges from the sheer quantity of it.

Luka stays somewhat still for it, a deep tremor running up his spine despite his limbs feeling like jelly. He whines, whimpers. Another shock of pleasure surges through him, spurred on by the cum still pumping into him. It’s a short orgasm, but not weak, leaving him breathless as he drools into the couch cushions below.

Luka’s brain feels like mush. Gonzo pulls out, places his softening length against Luka’s ass. Another few spurts of cum leaks out, painting Luka’s ass and the back of his shirt white, while more leaks from his abused hole. Panting, Luka hazards a look behind him, now that Gonzo isn’t holding him down. The pokemon is grinning down at him, holding his cock steady as he slaps it against Luka’s ass a few times.

Then, as if he lost interest, Gonzo moves away, goes back into his previous position; lying on the other end of the couch, right in front of the television. Luka continues to lay there for a few more minutes, catching his breath, before sitting up and looking over at Gonzo. He’s watching his show again, apparently uninterested. Luka can’t help but sigh.

“Rude,” Luka says, and Gonzo snorts in response. “Hmph. Typical.”

Luka leaves to change his clothes and clean up, before returning to his previous task of cleaning his home. He can feel cum still leaking from his hole with every movement, and the sensation has his cheeks red as he gingerly moves about the living room. Gonzo doesn’t bother him again, at least for now. Maybe later he will, but for now, Luka finally has the chance to clear out the junk from under his couch.

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It all starts with a late night craving.

Luka wakes up in a restless fit around 2am, his stomach already growling. With a taste for apples and peanut butter on his tongue, he heads to the kitchen, careful not to wake the pokemon sleeping in various areas of the home. Some of them preferred their pokeballs, some preferred to sleep outside. But a few of them, like his slaking Gonzo or his toxtricity Axel, enjoyed sleeping wherever they pleased within the house. In fact, he passes the two of them on his way. In the living room, Gonzo is spread out on the couch, a relaxed and somewhat serene expression on his face. Axel is sleeping on a loveseat, stretched over the arm in a way that revealed his light blue underbelly. He watches them affectionately for just a few moments before shuffling into the kitchen to make that snack.

He eats at the kitchen island, idly browsing his phone while he munches. One thing he likes doing, both to sustain his livelihood and to have fun, is to take pictures of himself for his OnlyMons. His last staged picture, a pinup of him wearing skitty lingerie, has gained decent attention. He’s still going through his notifications as he finishes his apples and cleans up the mess. Luka idly scratches at his side as he walks back down the hall— with only a loose crop top and a pair of low rise panties on, he’s got plenty of skin to pick with. 

He doesn’t get far down the hall before he hears a rustling behind him, punctuated with the vague sound of guitar strings. Luka makes to turn around, but instead, a pair of hands land on his back, pushing him to the ground. On his hands and knees, Luka gasps and twists around, just to see Axel’s face, the toxtricity looking down at him with a sly look. His hands take up residence against Luka’s ass.

“Axel!” Luka huffs, quiet as to not wake anyone else, but still very offended. “What’re you—“

The pokemon rears back and slaps Luka’s ass, hard. Luka gasps, surprised, but quickly covers his mouth as another slap lands, and then another. Luka twitches with each impact, too surprised to say anything to stop it. Before Luka’s surprise wears off, Axel uses the time to his advantage; stopping his spanking, he instead turns his attention to Luka’s panties, pulling them aside to reveal his bare cunt.

Luka inhales sharply.

“H-hey!” Luka starts, voice crackling just a bit. “I’ve told you before that—“ he cuts off with another gasp, this time thanks to those faintly electrified fingers brushing against his pussy. They drag over his folds over and over, with Luka whining as the tip of one slips into his hole. “You manhandle me too much!”

That finger pumps in and out, none so carefully, and Luka, beside himself, finds his cunt growing wet. Like, really wet. The sound his cunt makes becomes obscene before long, and with that finger pressing into his sensitive spots, Luka is tightening his own fingers in the carpet below. Luka whines, wiggles his hips in what he thinks is defiance, but really acts to spur the pokemon on further. The fingering doesn’t last too long after that, as the toxtricity is rather quick to replace his finger with the tip of his wide tongue.

Luka, who has let his upper body collapse to the floor, his head in his folded arms, can only whimper weakly. He wants to reprimand the pokemon, he really does. Axel is as unruly as his zoroark Rogue, and shows a forceful insistence just like Gonzo. But the inner whore in him loves the treatment. He loves being taken advantage of, manhandled, forced to take cock at any time, almost anywhere. His pussy is dripping, more and more gushing out as Axel’s tongue dives in deeper. 

There’s a hum from Axel, the toxtricity seemingly pleased with this turn of events. Luka has stopped trying to get free and has instead accepted his fate, his hips twitching back with each pull of the pokemon’s tongue inside him. His tongue is both wide and a bit long, sliding in and out almost like a cock. Luka is hopelessly turned on now, and this fact is not lost on Axel, no. With almost a laugh, he squeezes at Luka’s ass and dives his in deeper, savoring the feel of Luka’s cunt tightening over his tongue.

“Fuck,” Luka slurs out, fingers pulling at the carpet below him. He’s getting so close already, a shiver running down his spine. He tries to hold back, but he doesn’t have a say in the matter. “Fuck—!”

Like that, he comes, biting his lip to hold back the moan threatening to slip out. His hips press back into Axel’s face, with Axel’s reaction being to push forward even more, his tongue pressing insistently against Luka’s tightening walls. The tip massages his gspot, keeps the pleasure flowing into his trainer’s body as the man shakes and whines into the floor.

Luka takes in deep breaths, attempting to calm himself after such a deep orgasm. But Axel gives no breaks, not really. The toxtricity is a bit selfish in that way— he wants what he wants, when he wants it. Instead of giving Luka a chance to recuperate, Axel instead pulls away and, in a show of strength, flips Luka onto his back. Shocked and breathless, Luka looks up to the unruly pokemon, just to be greeted with a wicked grin, illuminated by the blue glow of his electric frill.

He doesn’t have a chance to do much of anything before the pokemon is on him again, his fingers sliding wetly over his cunt once more. Luka moans, then cries out loudly as Axel, unexpectedly, lands a wide slap over the whole of his cunt. Luka stammers something incomprehensible as Axel does it again. Just like earlier, the toxtricity seems to take joy in a bit of impact play, especially given that Luka likes it— though spanking Luka’s pussy instead of his ass is new. Luka squirms and twitches and whines, but with each slap Axel’s hand comes back wetter, stickier. It feels really good for him, though he’d be hard pressed to admit it.

With his cunt pulsing, his pussy sore, and his hole clenching over nothing, Luka finds himself getting closer to another release. Before he can, though, just before he makes it over the threshold, Axel pulls back, smirking down at the human while he rubs his slick covered fingers together. Luka gives an indignant whine, eyes opening to see the toxtricity’s smug expression, as well as the two long, prehensile cocks between his legs. Luka can’t say he’s surprised to see them— he knew where this was heading, after all. The pokemon loves to get his cocks wet, and one of his favorite places to do so is inside one of Luka’s holes.

Settled between Luka’s thighs, Axel lets the first of his cocks press against Luka’s cunt, the slide made easy by Luka’s slick and Axel’s sticky precum. He slides over him three, four times, eyes watching Luka’s half-lidded ones closely before finally pressing the tip to Luka’s wet hole. Luka reacts immediately, back arching off the floor as several inches press into him all at once. The feeling is something Luka always enjoys, could never forget if he tried— a long, thick cock pressing into him, the prehensile tip wiggling and pushing against all of his sensitive little spots. The cock gets thicker further down the base, leading to a gradual stretch that Luka can’t help but enjoy, considering the rest of it isn’t exactly skinny, either.

To say that Luka simply likes it is an understatement. Regardless of how he wishes Axel would be less pushy sometimes, the fact is that he loves it— loves Axel’s twin cocks, loves being forced and fucked by him. And, as Axel grips Luka’s thighs firmly and settles himself quickly, that's exactly what Luka gets. With little fanfare, the toxtricity starts to fuck him. He doesn’t care for going slow, instead picks up a moderate pace from the start. He moves his hips fast and hard, gives long, lingering thrusts that leave Luka breathless.

And Luka wouldn’t have it any other way. He holds onto the carpet tightly as he’s fucked, lets his own hips press up into Axel’s with each thrust, matching his pace with a desperate energy. His cunt feels so, so good right now. He was brought to the brink already and is craving it again, that release that electrifies his body and leaves him breathless. He knows Axel will give it to him. Always has. So he’s more than willing to play along, his own smothering arousal giving way to sweet moans and whimpers as his cunt is properly pounded.

He doesn’t have to wait for long. His hungry cunt quickly adjusts to the pleasure, letting it build in the pit of his stomach until he can’t help the volume of his sounds. Every thrust quickly starts to feel like pure bliss, and his moans scale with the sensations. Axel is only just starting to make his own pleased, groaning sounds when the sensations hit a crescendo and push Luka completely over the edge. His pussy, trembling, clenches and unclenches in time with Axel’s rough strokes, caressing his cock as Luka comes and comes. He gasps, then gives a short, clipped moan, his back curved in a long arch.

None of this is lost on Axel. In fact, the toxtricity makes a pleased sound, his mouth opening to reveal his wide tongue as he watches his trainer fall to pieces around his cock. With a firm grasp on Luka’s thighs, he sits back, just a bit, and lets the second of his cocks slide forward to meet the one already snuggled inside of Luka. Luka, still in the throes of orgasm, doesn’t quite notice at first, but as the tip starts to press in along with the first cock, he gives a sharp cry, his eyes flying open to catch the smug expression upon his pokemon’s face. His eyes are determined, his tongue swiping along his lip as his second cock simply pushes inside.

“Unh!” Luka cries out, his head whipping to the side. It’s a lot to take in, a second cock stretching him apart, right as he’s coming down from an incredible orgasm. “Fuck! Too much…!”

Though, again, Luka cannot find himself fully shocked. This is just another thing about the toxtricity, an unwavering fact about his sexual appetite: he wanted both his cocks wet, at the same time, every time. Luka is sure the only reason he starts with one is that he knows he’ll get a reprimand for it later. So, while not shocked by this turn of events, Luka is still quite shaken. His pussy is so sensitive now, a combination of all the abuse it’s taken up to this point. Every little movement those cocks make as they both settle deep inside of him has him twitching, his hips shaking from each stroke. Doesn’t help that, once again, Axel doesn’t care for going slow, preferring to rush in with gusto, slamming his hips forward into Luka’s with a desperate, intense set of thrusts.

The pace is nearly insane. Luka is immediately floored, unable to do much else than lie there and take what he’s given. His cunt is quivering, overstimulated, puffy, swollen. Every thrusts feels like a shock to his nerves, every movement and consequent stimulation working in a pleasure so strong that it’s almost like pain. Almost.

“Please!” Luka says eventually, voice slurred. He can’t quite get a grip on the situation, and is clinging to the short carpet like it’s his last lifeline. “Please… please!” He doesn’t even know what he’s begging for. For it to stop? For more? All he knows is the pleasure, the rhythm of two long, thickening cocks pushing into his cunt over and over again. 

Their mating is intense. Luka’s heart is racing in his ears, his panting loud, yet he can still hear the wet squelch of Axel’s pounding into his used pussy. It’s obscene. Luka is drooling down his chin and onto his shirt, his hips, shaking, are pushing forward in janky motions. He feels so good he thinks he might die. Though dying isn’t in the cards for him, Luka does tremble through another orgasm, a loud moan ripping out of his throat as the pleasure hits him like a truck. He can’t help but squeeze down on those cocks, as much as he can around their combined girth, using the sensation to spread out his orgasm.

Axel seems to love it. But, as Luka is to discover, his selfishness knows no bounds. He reacts so well to Luka coming on his cocks, that he presses a hand to Luka’s clit, rubbing it in circles and groaning wildly as Luka gets even tighter. And, to Luka’s actual shock, he lets a firm surge of electricity fly from his fingers, letting the current run directly into Luka’s clit. The reaction is instantaneous; Luka gasps, then moans, his hips leaving the floor as he comes, again. The added sensation of electric pulses spreading through his cunt and throughout his torso is too much. He has a wild, hard orgasm that climbs and climbs until he’s crying, tears streaming down his face to mix with the drool on his chin.

And, as expected, his cunt becomes like a vice around Axel’s dicks. Luka’s cunt just sucks them in, his walls clinging tightly around their girth, hugging them strongly as they continue to drill inside of him. Luka is beyond himself in pleasure, in overstimulation— he doesn’t even notice the way Axel starts pounding in harder and harsher. All he can focus on is the electricity still slamming his cunt, vibrating under his skin, pushing him towards orgasm again. Luka screams when he comes, trembling, head shaking while he desperately breathes, “no, no no….!”

Axel lasts not long after that. He continues to shock Luka, too enthused by his spasming cunt not to. Luka comes again, and again, before Axel finally comes himself. His cocks push deeply into Luka, tips pressed hard against his cervix, and it’s only then that he lets up on Luka’s clit. It’s so he can grip Luka’s thighs bruisingly hard to aid the frantic grind of his hips. He pumps his hips sporadically as he releases his loads, his pace coming to s stuttering halt as he milks himself in Luka’s cunt. Luka is too far gone to say anything, can only lie back and take in the overwhelming sensations going through his body. He feels dizzy with pain-pleasure, his spine shivering, breath labored.

Luka, with his eyes closed, tries to calm down. His cunt is being filled, spurt after spurt of sticky cum stretching him apart. After a while Axel pulls away, and when he does he lets his cocks slide over Luka’s pussy, the tips massaging his abused clit. Just that touch feels electric, and Luka has to clench his hands, full of carpet, hard to avoid coming again. He manages not to, which he’s proud of, because he has no idea how he would survive another orgasm. Luka keeps his eyes shut, only knowing what’s happening by feeling— Axel, fully pulling away and leaving Luka lying there, cum dripping slowly from his stretched hole. He hears a grumble, then feels a shift, and that’s how he knows the toxtricity has removed himself from the situation, off to do whatever it is he likes to do at this time of night. 

Luka squints open his eyes to idly watch the pokemon leave. Axel stops to throw a look over his shoulder, his half-lidded eyes sparkling with mischievous mirth. When he leaves to return to the living room, Luka notices how dark it is without the blue glow of his quills to light the way. Luka continues to lay in silence and darkness, still reeling from the ghost of literal electric shocks passing through his body. Minutes pass in this way, Luka accompanied only by the sound of his own harsh breathing, calming down with time.

He actually falls asleep that way, too exhausted to move to his bedroom. He’ll wake up a few hours later to Axel initiating a round two with his pliable, sleep ridden body. But for now, he enjoys his well earned rest, his exhaustion leading to a deep, much needed sleep. He dreams of apples.