Chapter Text
It was a cold, rainy day in Sinnoh. It seemed as if the storm engulfed the whole region, sending floods and heavy downpour upon the land. People were in their houses, waiting out the storm. Pokemon were also doing the same, staying in their dens and hiding from the harsh winds and strong rain. Even the water types, who were known to enjoy storms such as these, were hidden deep beneath the oceans in which they lived in. Truly, this storm was a monster and it seems that everyone just wanted to take cover.
But in a distant island, known to many as Newmoon Island, dark and filled with a gloomy air, there was a Pokemon. Alone in his cave, watching the storm in amusement. His white smoke-like "hair" was billowing in the wind, black shadowy smoke also coming out of his shoulders and billowing. His red jaws/necklace hid his mouth, which was curved into a smirk. His clawed hands were idly swaying and his shadowy tail billowing as well. His clear blue visible eye glancing amusingly at the crazy storm in front of him.
'Well, Groudon must've really pissed off Kyogre this time,' Darkrai thought. He floated back deeper into his cave, hoping to just sleep through it all before he had to go and give nightmares to people. It was his job after all.
He went deeper into the cave until he reached his den. He was about to hit the sack when he remembered something quite unpleasant.
"This is where you sleep? Huh. No wonder your face looks like shit everyday. This place is worse than a Muk's stomach right after it ate a Garbodor." A feminine voice taunted. Darkrai growled. Right.
"Would you want to sleep outside then? The trees would make a great shelter for your multicolored ass," He retorted.
The said feminine voice belonged to none other than his counterpart Cresselia. She had a swan-like body, her three crescent moonblades surrounding her body glinting in the cave. Her purple gem on top of her head shined bright and those two moon shaped appendages adorning the sides of her face made her look regal yet dangerous. Her long, slender neck arched back to glare at him, her paws placed directly above her chest. Her magenta eyes glared at her counterpart.
Darkrai would never admit it, but she looked sexy as hell when she glared at him.
And Cresselia would also never admit it, but she'd get very... excited whenever Darkrai snapped back at her.
"Oh yeah? I could blast your ass halfway across this dump of an island you call your home," Cresselia growled, turning fully to meet Darkrai's glare. Darkrai scoffed.
"I'd like to see you try, bitch. You can't even kill a fucking Ratatta, weak little swan," Darkrai jeered, his normally calm physique broken as he glared daggers at the Lunar Moon Pokemon. They were face to face now, mere inches from each other's faces, when it happened. They crashed their lips together, both moaning loudly as their tongues wrestled for dominance. Darkrai pushed Cresselia down on his bed that he stole from the human houses that he visited, shoving two claws into her wet sex, causing her to cry out in pleasure into his mouth.
It was always like this between them. First they'd fight, and then they'd fuck. Angry sex. You know, to keep the stress down. Neither of them ever actually admitted to liking it, but it was a great way to stop them both from killing each other. Only few other Legendaries and Pokemon knew of their constant... procedure, but it sure as hell worked for the Lunar duo, seeing as they fought near constantly, both probably knowing where their fighting would end up in.
Darkrai fingered (or clawed) her mercilessly, his claws pushing in and out of Cresselia at a rapid pace. They broke the kiss, staring into each others eyes with some sort of lusty-hate glare as Darkrai slammed his claws into her slit faster, loving the feeling of how her walls tightened around his claws. Cresselia grinder against his claws, getting more worked up from the stimulation. She shivered and panted, not wanting to give in to lust and let this phantom bastard have his way with her.
"I-is that the best you got?" Cresselia taunted, still panting from the undeniably amazing feeling her body was going through.
Darkrai's one visible eye glowed in a menacing way before adding another finger into her, causing Cresselia to arch her neck and groan loudly. 'Damn, the ghost has some hand talents,' she thought, then inwardly smirked. 'Probably because he jerks off all the time.'
Darkrai suddenly pulled out of her, causing Cresselia to whine in dismay as the feeling left her throbbing vagina. Juices leaked out of her cunt, staining the bed, while Darkrai licked his claws clean of her juices, lapping it up with his tongue. It tasted real good. If Darkrai had a chance to harvest enough of Cresselia's juices, he'd turn it into a drink that would surpass even the sweetest of concoctions. It was THAT good.
Cresselia was still panting, her back on the bed when suddenly Darkrai lay down on the opposite side of the bed, revealing his gigantic schlong that poked out of the middle of his 'man skirt'. Cresselia eyed it hungrily. No matter how many times she's seen his massive cock, all red and veiny and throbbing, she'd just be mesmerized all over again.
Heh. What a slut.
She got off her back and moved a bit closer to his cock. Eyeing it with lust, she opened her swan mouth/beak and took half of his cock inside, sucking and moaning, vibrating his dick in the process. Darkrai growled out as he grabbed her head, pushing her head down to inhale more of his cock. Cresselia whined as the tip of her snout hit his thin waist, his entire length currently jammed into her mouth. Due to her long neck, She easily took in his dick. Darkrai grabbed her head for support while he started to face fuck her. Removing around two-thirds of his big monster then slamming it back into her waiting mouth in an irregular speed that probably only legendaries could achieve, Darkrai was merciless, Cresselia could only moan around his cock and let her tongue lick a little bit of his manhood while her face got fucked harder and faster by the horny Pitch Black Pokemon. Going balls deep into her mouth with every thrust, Darkrai was enraptured by his counterpart's mouth. So tight and wet, but nothing would compare to her wet and sensitive pussy. He'd just finish up in her mouth and-
Darkrai groaned, feeling Cresselia's long tongue wrap around his cock, giving him a seductive look as Darkrai finally exploded in her mouth. Ropes of hot seed coated her mouth, Cresselia gladly gulping it all down before Darkrai pulled back, his cock popping out of her mouth while spraying more if his seed all over her face.
Darkrai panted, looking at Cresselia with an amused glance before pinning her down once again, her neck and head resting on his bed while her tail and pussy were high up in the air, presenting herself to him face down ass up. Cresselia looked back at him with lust, her nether regions dripping with desire. She wanted some cock, right fucking now.
And cock she was given, as Darkrai slammed into her roughly, sending Cresselia into a dizzy world full of begging for more and panting like a slut while Darkrai thrusted into her with renewed vigor, his cock penetrating her and filling her up so amazingly. Every part of her dripping vagina was filled with cock, and Darkrai felt his cock gripped by the amazing velvety walls of his counterpart's pussy.
There was no such thing as mercy and restraint, every ounce of Darkrai's soul, body, and strength becoming one as his only goal flashed into his mind: To fuck this swan whore until she became his bitch. Yes, they have fucked numerous times before, but this time Darkrai wanted to take it up a notch. A lot.
And when Darkrai took it up a notch, he damn well did it amazingly.
Cresselia could only see white, so much blinding white, as he fucked her raw. Screams and howls and foul language escaped her mouth, ranging from "FUCK ME FASTER!" to "USE ME LIKE A CHEAP SLUT!" And then at times she'd just break down, uttering hoarse curse words and moans as she was sent climaxing over and over again. Darkrai was a monster, his never ending thrusts seeming to grow only faster and wilder every time she climaxed all over his cock. And she loved every second of it.
This went on, Darkrai enjoying his personal swan whore while Cresselia enjoying the massive cock that was ramming away and rutting her like no tomorrow.
And Cresselia loved it all. Loved being Darkrai's bitch. Loved his cock. That's why they argued so many times. Too stubborn to admit that they really liked each other, they'd 'fight' then fuck. Fighting being the excuse they needed to constantly have each other's desires sated by the significant other.
On and on it went, cock meeting with pussy too many times to count, Cresselia in her dizzy world of cum and ecstasy, her body weak and sweaty from the over-stimulation. But alas, this did not affect her need for cock one bit, or Darkrai didn't really give a shit as to what her condition was, just that her pussy had to stay tight.
"Mooooore!" Cresselia moaned, even though she had already came more than a dozen times. She wondered how Darkrai never got tired. Probably because he was a phantom, and phantoms technically didn't have stamina.
But all good things had to end, and with one final thrust, Darkrai growled in lust before exploding a mighty and extremely crazy-ass amount of his seed into her. Rope after rope after rope of hot, sticky jizz coated her insides. So much in fact that when Darkrai pulled out of her, his dick was still spurting white all over the place. Darkrai held his cock and swayed it left and right, coating Cresselia's colorful fur in opaque white cum. Cresselia didn't mind, too enraptured and spent to even care.
She was about to doze off when he was turned over, Darkrai's cock standing full attention. She glanced at it with tired and fearful eyes before Darkrai chuckled menacingly.
"What, you thought I was done with you?" he laughed. "No, that was merely a warm-up."
Cresselia couldn't help get a little bit excited by the hotness of it all, before succumbing into her pleasure filled state once more as Darkrai thrusted into her, getting a sultry moan out of Cresselia, begging for more.
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Cresselia woke up, glancing lazily around her cave on Full Moon Island before yawning and looking around.
'Damn, it was only a dream? But it felt so... Real,' she thought. The dream was, well, quite amazing. It involved her and Darkrai... yea.
Cresselia shook herself off before floating out of her cave to do who knows what.
In the nearby New Moon Island, Darkrai jerked awake. His cock was standing full attention as he jizzed all over the bedsheets. He groggily rubbed his head before glancing around.
'Wow, that was one HELL of a wet dream,' he grinned wickedly. The sun was shining bright and clear, blue skies and harmonious chirping of Pidgey filling his ears.
Darkrai floated out of his cave, ready to enjoy the day.
That is, until a certain swan visited his home somewhere near nighttime right before the storm hit.
'Great. Now I have this swan bitch stuck in my cave for the rest of the night,' Darkrai thought moodily. The harsh winds were blowing hard, thunder and lightning streaking the skies. Darkrai glanced up at the rains from the mouth of the cave before thinking:
'Well, Groudon must've really pissed off Kyogre this time,' The phantom looked back up at the sky once more before turning around and floating back down deeper into his cave, where that damned counterpart of him was currently acting like a refugee.
Strangely enough, Darkrai felt a strange case of Deja Vu right before seeing Cresselia open her mouth, probably to say something snide concerning him.
Darkrai shrugged it off. 'Must've been just dizziness or something,' he thought.
How wrong he was.