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Her nearly ruby eyes looked at the Lucario sitting next to her with some pink spreading across her face, with herself leaning a bit forward towards him on the couch. "Master Haru left this morning, and put Goji in charge with me to keep him in line. But Goji just went back to sleep. The others are playing with each other outside. We're alone. For the first time in almost a year." |
"Uhhh... uhm... a... wa... wait... are we... are you sure w-" Mirukon stammers a bit over himself, and is hardly able to think while Masako turned away before sitting on his lap. Slowly. Almost painfully slow. She began to gyrate her hips and bare bottom against his body while making sure he felt every single inch of her skin; the Lucario starting to tense up in several different ways. He inhales once the sensation of her rump hits his crotch/hip region. |
"Love, we've been teasing with each other on the side for so long, and we've even talked about going all the way. We're so sexually repressed and pressed for time because we owe it to our master, but I don't think I can take it anymore! Neither of us expected such a perfect moment to come. I personally think there's no better moment... than now," as if to make her point well known, she had started intentionally pushing her ass against his crotch region and leaned away from him reverse-cowgirl style. |
Mirukon's ability to think rationally was fading away. They had kissed a few times and cuddled when their trainer wasn't looking, but with her rump now being aimed right at him, as Masako had almost become a living wheelbarrow in how her position had her nearly face down into the carpet, he couldn't look away. |
"Come on. Don't make me ask for it. Do you or don't you love me?" she cutely asks him, with her head looking behind herself towards him. |
"You know I love you.... j... just... you're making it really hard for me to think. W... we could get caught!" His nose twitches, and both of his paws are seen almost making a 'grabby' motion towards her hip area. Seeing her in this sort of manner was driving him insane. The poor Lucario knew his way around a tournament match-up but not to a Gardevoir who didn't even use 'Charm' on him but something hundreds of times more effective on him. |
Masako pushes her rump against him one more time. "Then make love to me. Please." |
His sanity broke, with a large bare dick appearing from within his fur, he grabbed her with both of his large paws and aimed the shapely member into her entrance. |
The two ended up being nearly able to hold back their volume, switching positions constantly before she pinned him down to the couch and rode him rotten. |
"You feel so good. This feels so good to be connected like this... who knew this is why humans have us breed so often just for a chance of a 'shiny' one of us. But still... we... we shouldn't be doing this here..." Mirukon spoke to her, barely able to keep his eyes straight. The big-chested Gardevoir rubbed herself against him, almost begging to be caught, felt his tongue go across her chest, and let out a yelp. |
"Yes... but... I can't hold back any longer. We should be honest with ourselves and quite frankly, I need you," she said, before taking his face in her paws. "I want you to give it to me like the champion Pokémon you are, unless you're -afraid- to meet the challenge," challenging him by lifting her vaginal opening on his shapely dick, before slamming all the way down suddenly with the help of her psychic abilities. She was able to slam down so hard that the second her pussy circled around his knob, the Lucario couldn't help but howl just a little. Each passionate bounce caused Mirukon to let out a loud moan, to which Masako cut off with her mouth meeting his in a sloppy makeout session. His paws rest on her hips as each time she took him down to the knot, with her legs spread wide just for him. |
All those months, all those hours spent just being professional. Their fire could no longer hold them back from each other. Having contained fierce feelings for each other for a long while now was torture, being unable to act upon them. Almost every waking hour their trainer was in eye or earshot distance of them. |
But not today. Not now. |
"Mmma... a... sako... sweet Arceus... you feel so warm and wet..." he moaned in between kisses. "I can't stand it..." |
The Gardevoir shut him up again, dangling her tongue in between their lips as he fucked her harder. The couch and room itself was going to smell later if neither one remembered to do anything about it, so one could only hope neither one passes out. "Yes, and it's only for you..." she would respond back in kind. |
Thankfully, nobody had caught either one of them doing the deed, but the fact both had to be alert but also worry they would be caught drove the kink even further. |
"I'm... getting close..." He said, to which the Gardevoir clung closer to him and wrapped both arms around him, forcing his face into her bulbous chest. |
"H... hey... wait if you do that, I can't..." He began to protest. |
"It's okay. Cum inside me. I want it..." with her shapely ass bouncing up and down, jiggling, and each time it was just the sounds of their bodies mating like the animals they were. Masako, being a Psychic and Fairy Pokémon, knew just when the orgasm would come, so she loosened her grip and then forced him to look at her, making eye contact. |
"Cum in me, Mirukon, give me an Aura Blast of your spunk right in my pussy..." she said with both paws on his face, before she felt herself reach peak pleasure, having let out a sexy moan to his ears and orgasmed: with her vagina squeezing his cock as a result. The Lucario had had enough, wincing his eyes shut before ultimately giving in: blasting her vaginal walls and womb with repeated thick strings of cum. His knot locking her in place with both of his paws holding onto her ass, so she couldn't move, eliciting a loud sexual moan from her. Masako had a deep look of pride and satisfaction as she looked downwards where their bodies met, and her gaze went from watching his face to where his dick disappeared inside her. She counted 7, no, 9 huge loads in her cunt before it slowly stopped. With both Pokémon out of breath and pink in the face, she looks at him with a big smile of satisfaction and gyrates her hips against him to wring it all out, causing Mirukon's toes to curl up. |
"Fufufufu... that was amazing," the Gardevoir said to him, kissing his neck's weakest spot sweetly. All Mirukon could do was lay there as the program that was on the nearby television had already ended. Masako uses her abilities to turn off the TV and clean up the mess. After she had finished removing every trace of his DNA, except for what he blasted inside her, of course, she pushed him down so he lays on his back and her on top of him. |
"Let's just be like this for a bit and then we'll move, okay?" she asked, circling a paw on his chest. Mirukon nodded slowly and wrapped his arms around her, stroking her back. |
"You don't think... Master Haru will be mad, will he?" he would ask. |
"No. I'm not thinking about that right now, though. What I wanna know is, how good was it for you, big guy?" kissing him on the lips: being all lovey-dovey at the moment. |
"You're the best, love." |
"Of course, I am... fufufu..." she would say, and before either knew it, they would pass out without ever having moved from each other. By the time Haru came home, Mirukon's member had receded entirely, and with Masako's dress-like appearance hiding her nether regions, couldn't even tell he was inside her hours earlier. |
For now, it was for the best. |
Motostoke |
Later in the day |
Returning home from the eventful morning he had, Haru went back to his home carrying a few bags of groceries and one bag of clothes. Thankfully, he still had plenty of time in the day to knock off that pesky laundry he avoided for a bit. |
"I'm home, everyone~" he calls out when he gets inside. He doesn't hear anyone coming immediately to greet him and calls again. "Guys? Nora? Goji?" He makes it to the living room den and sees almost nobody. "Miruk-!" he starts to call out, but comes across something he didn't count on. Both his Lucario and Gardevoir are napping on the couch, as on the floor, there's a few of his movies near them. Both are completely and soundly asleep, but with the Gardevoir subconsciously clinging to him. In the entire time he had been their trainer, not once did he notice this, and actually had no idea how to react. Pokémon, having connections like friends or family, was common, especially amongst inter-species and humans too. However, like this? |
His face softened up into a smile; finding the scene really cute and endearing. What an interesting thing to come back home to. What kind of man would I be if I was to wake them? I already work them all hard to the bone as it is, and they recognized my fatigue lately too. I'll let them nap, he thinks, finding a blanket and putting it over both. Masako shifts a bit in her sleep as her head still rests on his chest, and Mirukon's eyes slowly flutter open... seeing Haru upside down, and his face turning red. Haru quickly shushes him with a finger to his lips. "Just wanted to keep you warm. Go back and nap, bud," he whispers, walking away. The Lucario almost doesn't know how to react but gives a smile that his trainer is so understanding, then wraps his arms around Masako more. |
Genre: celebrity |
Chapter 1 |
‘No, I don’t want to.’ ‘You don’t even want to try it? Just for one time?’ Guy-Manuel shook his head, insecure about what his best friend might think of him if he didn’t follow his example. ‘They’re all saying it’s great.’ Thomas’s brown eyes gave him a last questioning look, but when he understood he wasn’t going to change his mind, he just shrugged, to Manuel’s relief. ‘I guess it’s for the best. You can carry me home afterwards,’ he said jokingly. |
Guy-Manuel smiled, because he didn’t want him to know how much he worried about him. He didn’t want to be an overbearing friend about it. He wanted to be Thomas’s friend, and he was willing to support him in anything that wouldn’t kill him. Nevertheless, when they had arrived at the huge hall at 2 AM and he noticed some suspicious groups of guys standing in a corner, he couldn’t help touching Thomas’s shoulder slightly. ‘Be careful,’ he mumbled. |
Thomas messed up Manuel’s hair playfully, as if to tell him he’d be fine. Manuel watched him walk towards the shady guys, and as he lit a cigarette to calm his nerves, he suddenly felt threatened by his surroundings. The dark factory hall, the noisy people, the cold. He was only wearing jeans and a shirt, to avoid losing his warm coat inside, but he was regretting his decision now that Thomas was taking so long. What was he doing? Couldn’t he just make the exchange and come back? Manuel sighed impatiently and watched his smoke evaporate in the freezing air. |
He didn’t want Thomas to get too involved in this whole ecstasy scene. To be perfectly honest, he was also against him trying it tonight, and what he really didn’t want was Thomas making the wrong friends and losing him to them. He knew it was probably childish and unreasonable, but ever since he had met Thomas, he had been absolutely terrified of losing him. |
After what seemed to be ten minutes, Thomas finally broke loose from the group of guys and returned to Guy-Manuel. ‘You got them?’ he whispered, holding his arms around himself and shivering uncontrollably. With a triumphant grin on his face, Thomas opened his hand, showing him two tablets, a pink one and a white one. ‘Are you one hundred percent sure you don’t want one?’ ‘Yes. Hurry up and eat them before we get caught,’ Manuel stressed. |
Thomas seemed amused by his agitation, and laughed at him carelessly. ‘Yes mommy,’ he said, and swallowed both of his pills in one go. Guy-Manuel could only stare at him, hardly believing he had really done it. ‘Stop worrying, dumbass,’ Thomas smiled. ‘If I don’t like it, I’ll never do it again.’ When Guy-Manuel still didn’t reply, Thomas pushed him. ‘Lighten up, man! This is a rave!’ Manuel smiled nervously. ‘Yeah.’ ‘We’re gonna have a good time, I promise, if you just loosen up,’ Thomas said. ‘Okay, I’ll try,’ Manuel gave in. ‘Let’s go in then. I’m freezing.’ |
As soon as they were inside, Manuel had to admit things were looking much better. The atmosphere and the music were great, and most people seemed to be relatively sober. It was like they were walking in a completely different world. He looked beside him, where Thomas was smiling with sparks in his eyes, as flashes of colored light shone on his face every half of a second. ‘Let’s get a drink,’ Thomas yelled over the sound of the music. |
Manuel hesitated. He wanted a drink, sure, but if Thomas drank alcohol tonight, he would have a cocktail of drugs in his body. But before he could decide on what to say, Thomas walked away through the crowd, and he had no choice but to follow him. When he ordered a drink anyway, he didn’t have the courage to stop him, and watched him empty his glass powerlessly. As they returned to the floor, he constantly checked on Thomas’s eyes, to see if the drugs were taking effect yet. So far, he was still the same Thomas. Moving slowly, looking around with his mouth open, smiling at him when someone walked by he thought was funny. |
But after half an hour, Guy-Manuel definitely saw him change. His smiles were bigger, and he couldn’t stop laughing. His movements became quicker and less controlled. He jumped to every beat and never seemed to lose his energy. It was fucking scary. Guy-Manuel really enjoyed dancing a bit with him, secretly, and the music was still amazing. But he just kept going and going. He could see the sweat shining on his forehead. His eyes focused on nothing, and it was like he couldn’t even see him. He moved his head so roughly Manuel was afraid he would get dizzy and fall. |
Sometimes he tripped and fell into someone, but he just hugged whoever he had hit and things were okay. And it was so crowded and so hot. Even Manuel was feeling light-headed by now. He couldn’t imagine what was going on in Thomas’s head. ‘Guy-Man,’ he yelled, his voice hoarse. ‘Guy-Man! Smile!’ ‘You need some water,’ Manuel yelled. ‘No…’ Thomas said, ‘no, I don’t need anything…’ ‘Okay,’ Guy-Manuel said nervously, before Thomas jumped towards him and threw his arms around him. ‘You’re the only thing I need, baby,’ he yelled in his ear. ‘I love you!’ |
A shock went through him, and suddenly feeling weak, he tried to push Thomas off of him. ‘I’m alive,’ Thomas smiled, a childishly delighted look on his face. ‘Yes, you are,’ Guy-Manuel answered, not knowing how to deal with this situation. Thomas was softly stroking his cheeks, and even though he knew he was high out of his mind, he liked being touched. ‘I’m so fucking high,’ Thomas shouted and burst into laughter. ‘So fucking high.’ ‘Relax,’ Guy-Manuel said. ‘Let’s get you some water before you dry out.’ ‘Yes, Manuel,’ Thomas laughed, and kissed him on his mouth. |
Guy-Manuel couldn’t believe this was happening, and almost thought he was high, too. But no, they were actually kissing. For the first time. ‘I love you,’ Thomas told him again, falling into his arms. Manuel managed to catch him. Thomas seemed to regain his balance, and flawlessly turned his fall into a dance. That was the point where Guy-Manuel’s mouth cracked into a small smile, and he could see the fun of it all. As long as he could keep him hydrated - because he knew that was the most important thing while using ecstasy - Thomas would just act like a weirdo for a few hours, and return back to normal with a big hangover. All he had to do was keep an eye on him. |
They returned to the bar. Thomas said he wanted a cocktail, but Guy-Manuel ordered two sodas and he didn’t even notice. He drank it down in one go. They returned to the floor around half past three, and they spent some happy minutes dancing. Maybe it was going to be okay after all. |
Just when Guy-Manuel was actually starting to have a good time, something changed between them. They had been dancing like before; Thomas a lot wilder than Manuel; and everything was fine, until Thomas suddenly grabbed him and tried to pull him closer. ‘What are you doing?’ Manuel laughed. Thomas grabbed his chin, something he had never done before, and looked him in his eyes for what seemed to be an hour. Manuel looked around them nervously and felt kind of intimidated by his mate. He didn’t know what he wanted. Could ecstasy make you aggressive? Scared by the intense look in his eyes, he tried to get away. The only result was Thomas holding on to him more tightly. People were bumping into them. The floor was shaking and the music seemed louder than ever. |
‘Go home with me,’ Thomas shouted. ‘Wh-what?!’ ‘Please. I love you so much.’ ‘But we can’t… we’re friends,’ Guy-Manuel tried to talk sense into him. All he did was shake his head. ‘No, no, no,’ he said. ‘We’ve come here together, and you need to go home with me.’ It was strange to realize that you lose your courage when what you have wanted for years is suddenly within your reach. |
It wouldn’t be real, he told himself. He’s under the influence of that stuff and he’s doing things he would never have done if he had been sober. I only want his love if he really means it. Things will change forever, he told himself. When he wakes up tomorrow and finds out what has happened, he will never want to see me again. And I’d be taking advantage of him if I do what he suggests, because I really want it, and I have always wanted it… |
But when he got kissed on the subway station, in a corner no one could see them, so heavily Manuel thought his knees wouldn’t be able to hold him anymore, all his arguments disappeared. Pressed against him tightly, he felt how much he wanted him, and thought he was about to lose his mind. ‘I can’t wait to get home,’ Thomas said in his ear, louder than he had probably intended. ‘I’m gonna undress you and kiss you everywhere.’ Blushing all over, Manuel stopped him as he tried to begin unbuttoning his shirt early. Thomas smiled, making Guy-Manuel’s heart miss a beat. ‘I know you want it, as much as I do.’ Their train arrived, and Guy-Manuel was quick to push him off of him so no one would know what they had been doing. |
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