FSE

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Male Pokemon x Male Pokemon

There's nothing better than hitting an updraft when you fly.

It breathed life into his wings, it allowed him to take a small break from flying, and, best of all, it allowed Noivern to glide downwards for a few minutes. A powerful one like this would help him either find something, or someone, to mess with, or his dinner for tonight.

Usually, Noivern didn't like to antagonize people or Pokemon, even though it was his nature to want to do so. Something about it just seemed so... immature, but there were certain occasions. An obnoxious Pokemon Trainer. Pokemon that were louder than what Noivern considered reasonable. The best times, however, was when Noivern was hunting. Whenever he would hunt, all barriers that stopped that usually antagonistic nature of his were overthrown, and he would, for a very short time, become one with that jackass inside of him.

Now was one of those times.

Noivern had already messed with a few creatures and humans; coming down from the updraft and grabbing camping supplies, lifting a smaller Pokemon hundreds of feet into the air, dropping it before diving down and grabbing it, letting it splash into a river or lake once he was bored with it, and, his personal favorite activity, barreling towards Pokemon and humans at incredible speeds and forcing them to dive out of the way before he smashed into them. All of it was off-puttingly enjoyable, but not before long, his stomach began to rumble quite harshly and he remembered the reason why he was even out here.

Hunger.

With his wits slowly returning to him, Noivern flew up high, high enough to see a lot of the surrounding area. Most of it was either forest or empty field, but there was a lake scattered about with rivers that connected them. Let's see...

Humans were out of the question.

They were stronger and smarter than Noivern was, and he knew that, if he went after one, he would certainly either die or be captured, which was a fate worse than death, in Noivern's opinion. Larger Pokemon, rock type Pokemon, or other dragon type Pokemon were also off the table. Either too strong, too hard to eat, or too large to carry back into his den.

Noivern eyed a large lake, but his stomach quickly turned sour. He had eaten nothing but Magikarp for the last week, and, besides the fact that it was getting old, the lake with all of them in it was also home to quite a bit of Dragalge. Usually the Dragalge left him well enough alone, in fact, most of the time they stuck to the bottom of the lake or in clusters of weeds, but now, for reasons Noivern wasn't sure of, they were coming to the top of the lake more often. They broke his no dragon type rule, but he also didn't eat Dragalge because of their type.

Their taste could only be described as twice-eaten shit that was given to a Trubbish to bathe in.

With fish ruled out, Noivern decided on a land dwelling Pokemon. Flying types were a greater challenge, which wasn't what he wanted for a quick meal. Let's see...

Noivern silently soared down to the treeline, circling the field once... twice...

There was a rather plump looking Raichu. A couple of bug types that made Noivern's stomach turn. Yuck. A family of Watchog eyeing him from their burrows. They knew all of his tricks; natural selection had seen to that. A Rattata or two running around, but Noivern knew that he would have to eat tens of those little guys until he was full.

He was just about to go to a different field to look for food when a large Linoone rushed out of the treeline. The Pokemon had decided to go after one or two of the Watchogs that currently had their eyes glued to Noivern. Now that was a meal.

Noivern, with the speed and grace his species was known for, dove down towards the Linoone. When the Watchogs saw him coming, they all scrambled down into their burrows, which confused the Linoone. It looked up just in time to have its back broken by Noivern landing on it and smashing it into the ground.

It kept struggling, somehow, and Noivern quickly finished it off with a quick bite into its neck.

As the Pokemon bled out, one of the Watchogs poked its head up out of its burrow, a thankful look on its face.

"T-thank you, Master Noivern!" She said, poking her head out a bit more.

"Eh?"

"He had been raiding our den for weeks now, we didn't know what to do!" She said, rising out of her burrow a bit more, that wide, happy, thankful expression still on her face.

Noivern quickly flapped his wing, sending the Watchog flying out of her den. He quickly pounced on her, tearing into her neck as well, much to his satisfaction. Watchogs were delicious.

"Don't think that I won't raid your den either," Noivern said to the red eyes that shone in the burrows. "You're still my prey."

With that, he took the Watchog in his mouth, the Linoone in both feet, and he was off. Noivern's cave wasn't too far from here, maybe a minutes flight, but the Watchog he had tightly gripped was making his mouth water. When it came to self-restraint, Noivern wasn't too big on it.

He dropped the Linoone and landed, grabbing the delicacy from his mouth and tearing into it. Noivern moaned in bliss as blood and other such wonderful juices flowed down his chin and it wasn't much longer until the Watchog had been consumed to the bone. Noivern shuttered, grabbing the Linoone with his feet. He was just about to take off when a large Flygon fell from the bushes about ten feet from him. Noivern watched as it struggled to get up and fly away, one of its wings clearly broken, but it fell rather quickly, rather pitifully. Noivern looked down at the dead Linoone clutched in his feet, then back up at the Flygon.

Flygon was a rather large Pokemon, sure, but... look at that wing. Broken. He would be able to feed off of him for days if not an entire week. But...

As much as his instincts demanded him to hunt this Pokemon, something about it just seemed... wrong. Mental clarity started to come back to Noivern.

No.

As much as he wanted to, he wouldn't kill Flygon. Maybe he would come to regret his decision, but... he found Flygons, for whatever reason, incredibly attractive. Maybe it was the similar egg group demanding they reproduce, maybe it was some other reason, all Noivern knew was that he wanted to fuck this Pokemon.

Noivern yet again looked down at the Linoone, a bit frustrated. This was his meal, but there was no way he'd be able to carry it, as well as the Flygon. He had to make a choice; leave the Flygon, who will surely be killed and devoured by some other Pokemon, or leave the Linoone, who would suffer the same fate of being eaten.

It didn't take long for this horny Pokemon to decide.

Noivern took the Linoone and flew up a bit, finding a large tree. He hid it within the confines of a rotted out knot, doubting it would stop anything that wanted it, and circled back for Flygon. The Pokemon hadn't moved much, and didn't offer up any struggle when Noivern picked him up by the base of his tail. Noivern huffed, flapping his wings quickly and even though he struggled to gain any sort of air, he was able to get above the treeline with Flygon. The Pokemon easily weighed as much as he did.

By the time Noivern had flown back with Flygon, he was panting heavily, sweat running down his face and chest. The flight had taken three times longer than what he had expected it to, but he had finally made it. He gently sat Flygon on the ground, landing in front of the Pokemon and beginning to drag it by its tail deep into his lair. Noivern had made sure that he had dragged Flygon belly-side down, so that its wings didn't get further damaged, and rested the Pokemon on a rock.

Finally, the moment he had been waiting for.

Noivern bent down to Flygon's waist, sniffing the slit that was there.

Because of their dragonic nature, internal genitalia made finding out the sex of a partner a guessing game. He gave the slit a small lick, tasting the caked on sweat and dirt, something poking his tongue back when his tongue explored deeper into him.

A male.

Noivern grinned and rose, looking at the knocked out Flygon. Whether he was passed out or heavily sleeping, Noivern didn't know. He looked back at his broken wing and grimaced. Doubt about the chances of Flygon's survival circled in his mind, which led him to a very uneasy thought.

There was a human in a nearby village that he knew he could go to. She would help him but... as always, the payments she wanted were weird to give.

Flygon let out a painful, pitiful moan, his stubby arms reaching back to his wings unsuccessfully. He opened his small black eyes underneath that large, red oval brille that protected it from dirt, dust, or other such obstacles, and looked around.

"I-I can't see!" Flygon cried out, panic consuming his voice.

"You're in a cave, stop worrying." Noivern said, placing his wing's taloned claw on his chest. Flygon cried out, but when he tried to move, he screamed in pain. "Stop. Struggling."

"A-Are-Are you going t-to kill... m-me?" Flygon stammered out, the fear growing in his voice.

"Only if you continue to fight me." Noivern said in a dark, menacing voice. Flygon whimpered, nodding, and stopped fighting him. Noivern took his talons off of him and got a good look at the terrified Pokemon.

"What... hap-happened?" Flygon asked, trying not to move.

"Don't know. You broke your wing, I carried you back here." Noivern explained. "I was just about to leave to get help when you woke up."

"W-what?"

"Stop talking." Noivern commanded. Flygon obeyed, shutting his gaping, stammering mouth. "Stay here, don't move. I'll be back soon. Understand?"

Flygon nodded quickly, fearfully.

With that, Noivern made his way out of the cave. Groaning, he stepped into the moonlight and took off. He was soon soaring towards the village with the healer in it, his heart racing. Noivern wasn't a nervous Pokemon by any means of the definition, but there was something about this lady that forced an exception. It wasn't that she was ugly or old or mean or anything like that; she was, in fact, quite attractive - in Noivern's opinion, but...

Once he landed, he let out an uneasy sigh and shivered.

Before Noivern could ring her doorbell with one of his talons like she always wanted him to, the door swung open, and there she was. Rahels Rusu, or, as she was known to the villagers, Rah, was a freakishly tall, gorgeous woman who Noivern could only guess was around forty human years old. She had a sea of golden, blond hair that ran down to her knees, streaks of red, green, blue, purple, and other such wild colors intermittently braided into odd areas. Rah was wearing a long purple dress that showed off her cleavage so well it was hard not to look at.

"Ah, my favorite bat friend!" She said, bending down and taking Noivern's head in her hands. Noivern blushed as she kissed him deeply, her tongue trying to push into his mouth. He knew from experience that, if he didn't let her into his mouth, they could be here for years.

Noivern grimaced, and let her into his mouth to do whatever she wanted to do. Her tongue quickly darted to his, getting a good taste, before pulling out. Noivern watched, slightly disgusted, as she rolled their combined saliva around in her mouth before swallowing. Rah looked down and giggled, wiping her mouth.

"Someone had a good meal tonight." She said, stepping aside as she ushered Noivern into her home. Her house was odd; it looked large from the outside, but from the amount of junk, trinkets, skulls, books, and clothing that were scattered all around in it, everything seemed much smaller. Rah took a seat in front of an odd table - A large, age-yellowed Charizard skull with sapphire eye inserts, candle wax lazily making its way down and pooling on the cold metal of the tabletop - and beckoned Noivern.

He uneasily made his way over to Rah, sitting down on his rear and looking up at her.

"What brings you here?" She asked, smiling as she linked her fingers and rested her head on them.

'I found a Flygon, its wing is broken.' Noivern explained. He had gotten over the fact that Rah understood him a long time ago.

"And... how can I help?"

'Can you come with me? Use some of your medicine to help him?'

"A he?" Rah said, smirking.

'Y-yes. Can you help or not?' Noivern asked, frowning.

"I can, but you know my price..." Rah said, getting up.

Noivern nodded, gulping. He got up and followed her into an odd room that didn't look like it belonged in the house. Unlike the cluttered mess that was Rah's house, this room was immaculate. Every instrument that was laid on stainless steel medical tables shone in the harsh artificial light, the floor was an immaculate white tile, the walls the same. This wasn't the first time Noivern had been here, and he doubted it would be his last. With a deep breath, he got onto the chair in the middle of the room, folding his wings and rotating himself so that he was laying down on his back, and slid his feet into some stirrups at the bottom of the chair.

Rah looked over at him, putting gloves on.

Noivern knew what would come next; Rah would collect a specimen of his... well, semen. He didn't know why she wanted it so bad, but as it was... he closed his eyes and leaned back into the chair. Noivern unwillingly shivered as Rah ran a hand over his slit, his cock already poking out of it. Just as he thought she would start jerking him off, however, small snipping sounds reverberate in his ears.

Noivern opened his eyes, a bit confused, and looked down. Rah was...

Giving him a haircut?

He watched as she cut away bloody strands of hair on the main of fur that surrounded his neck, wisking each follicle into a wide-mouthed jar. Rah met his eyes, smiling and apparently on the verge of laughter.

"I've needed Watchog blood for quite a while, my horney friend." She said, cutting a few more strands away. "With this, I will have more than enough."

'I-I thought...'

"Not today." Rah said, screwing the lid to the jar tightly closed. She gave him a few pats on his shoulder after disposing of her gloves. Noivern got up, a slight blush on his face as he watched Rah put the jar away. "So, where is this Flygon lover of yours?"

'I never said we were lovers...'

"And yet, that Linoone blood on your talons tells a different story."

'Linoone bl-'

"Deary, I've been around this world for quite a long time." Rah said, grabbing a bag from a drawer. "Clearly, you gave up a rather fat meal to save this Pokemon." She went on, helping him off the table. "Now, please bring me to your lov-... erm... to Flygon."

Before they left the house, Rah took a Pokeball from her wall. Noivern was ready to give her a ride to the cave, but apparently she was against that. When they got outside, Rah let the Pokeball go, and to Noivern's surprise, Rah had a Corviknight. A Corviknight in and of itself wasn't too unique; many trainers could catch them as easily as they could a Pidgey or a Bidoof, no, what surprised Noivern about this Corviknight was its color. Whereas a regular Corviknight would have inky navy black feathers, Rah's Corviknight had much lighter, almost gray feathers, and the large poof of feathers on its chest was pure black.

It was a shiny Pokemon, and it was the first one Noivern had ever seen.

The Corviknight bent down, allowing Rah to get on its large back and rose up to its full seven foot height once she was snug.

'Lead the way.' Corviknight said, its voice deep, dark, and gravelly.

Noivern didn't say anything, if he was honest with himself, he was a little scared of Corviknight. He spread his wings out and silently took off into the air. As he flew, Noivern had to look back to make sure that the two were still following him. Corviknight seemed to be almost as silent as he was, and even Noivern's large, impressive ears had a hard time picking up the graceful sweeping of his wings.

Getting back to the cave wasn't a problem whatsoever, especially because Noivern didn't have to lug Flygon with him as he went. When the two landed in front of the cave, Rah got off of Corviknight, scratching his breast and looking over at Noivern.

"This is where you live? Interesting..." Rah said, scribbling down something on a notepad.

'I feel like I'm going to regret showing you.' Noivern said, shaking his head as he walked into the cave.

Corviknight didn't follow the two as they made their way further into the cave, which was good. Noivern didn't really like the Pokemon all that much, plus, the cave did get pretty small in a few places, and Corviknight was a big Pokemon. Very soon, the two of them were upon Flygon, who had since either passed out.

Rah opened her bag, taking out an odd stick. Noivern watched as she snapped it, quickly shaking it, and had to almost shield his eyes as it grew brighter and brighter. The cave was soon lit up, and Noivern was just barely able to stand it. He wasn't a nocturnal Pokemon or anything, but his eyes weren't able to get adjusted to light that fast.

"Hold this." Rah said, handing the stick of light off to him.

'It hurts my eyes...'

"You'll get used to it." She said as she began to dig around in her bag. "You weren't kidding. Multiple fractures... broken scapula... membrane is torn a bit... well," Rah looked over and up at Noivern. "It's a good thing you came to me. He probably wouldn't have survived the night."

'So he'll be okay?' Noivern said, gulping.

"You'll get your dick wet." Rah said, chuckling.

'We're not a couple!'

"Mhmm, do me a favor, shine the light a bit over here... yup..." Rah took out a few splints and bandages and got to work on Flygon. There were a bunch of horrible cracking noises as she reset bone, which caused Noivern to be thankful he had never suffered an injury like this before.

. . .

Hours had passed and the light stick was growing dim when Rah wiped the sweat from her brow. She tied one last thing close to Flygon's chest, nodded, and looked back at Noivern.

"Done. Your strictly platonic companion will be able to fly in a few month's time." Rah said as she packed up. "He'll wake up soon, and I'm guessing that he'll be hungry."

'I'll find something. Thank you.' Noivern said, walking with her as they left the cave.

"It's my pleasure. Just remember, if you need anything," Noivern tensed as she reached down and felt around his slit. "You know where to find me."

'Y-yeah. I'll see you around.' Noivern said as she got onto Corviknight, who looked like he hadn't moved a muscle since landing.

"Farewell!" Rah yelled as Corviknight blasted off of the ground and into the sky. The two of them were gone in mere moments.

'Creep.' Noivern thought as he himself rose into the air.

It was early morning out, the smaller bird Pokemon were chirping loudly, and no doubt many Pokemon that slept during the night would be coming out of their dens. Noivern had never hunted this early into the morning before, and he hoped that his prey wouldn't expect him.

He went back to the field with the Watchogs, but they were all in their burrows. There weren't any Linoones this time around. Noivern flew around a bit more before he spotted a Pokemon he set his sights on. It was a Lopunny, a Pokemon that almost every human seemed to have with them, gracefully drinking from a stream.

As silent as death itself, Noivern swooped down, using the same technique he had used to kill the Linoone to crush the neck of this Lopunny. It didn't even offer up as much as a groan as its life left its body.

Noivern scooped his prey up by the waist with his feet and took off, flying back to his cave, back to Flygon.

He landed, the Lopunny carefully being dropped before he did so. After he was on the ground, he dragged the Pokemon back into the cave, back to Flygon. It seemed as if Noivern was just in time, Flygon opened his eyes as soon as Lopunny was in front of him. He looked down at Lopunny, then up at his savior.

"What... what is this?" Flygon asked.

"Breakfast."

"I don't eat... erm..." Flygon stopped short when he saw Noivern's look. "T-thank you then."

Noivern smiled and dug into the Lopunny. He had to admit that this Pokemon did taste pretty good, not unlike Watchog. As Noivern ate, he occasionally looked up at Flygon, who seemed to be having trouble eating his food, almost looking sick to his stomach.

"What's wrong?" Noivern asked, licking his maw.

"N-nothing!" Flygon stammered, sitting up straighter. To prove his point that nothing was, in fact, wrong, he took a large bite out of Lopunny, quickly swallowing it and smiling. "See?" He said, his mouth full.

"I see that you hate it." Noivern said, frowning. "Tell me what you usually eat."

"Oh... um..." Flygon blushed, looking outside. "Berries. Leaves. I don't have a stomach for... well..." He picked the Lopunny's thigh up.

"I'll be back soon." Noivern said, sighing and getting up.

"No, it's oka-"

Flygon's objections were cut off with a fierce gaze from Noivern. He got really close to Flygon, who legitimately thought he went too far and was now about to die, but to his surprise, Noivern just sniffed once, and left. Flygon watched as Noivern left the cave, somewhat glad he was gone. If he was honest with himself, Noivern scared the living shit out of him.

Flygon looked around the cave, grimacing slightly.

Bones littered the ground. There was a comfortable-looking bed of straw in one corner. A typical Noivern dwelling, Flygon guessed. He looked back down at the Lopunny, feeling a bit bad that Noivern had killed this Pokemon for him. Flygon wanted to just...

Her eyes kept staring into him. Into his soul.

He flipped her corpse around and looked away, wondering what had happened that made him wind up in this situation. Last night was a pretty long blur, however; whatever he could think of was mostly gray and pain. He tried, and failed, to flap both of his wings, that was something he remembered; he had broken his wing somehow. It didn't rise from his body, however. Upon further investigation, he saw the bandages and braces holding his wing down.

How'd... how did those get on there?

Flygon sighed and sat back on the rock, being careful not to rest on his wing. His stomach rumbled a bit, and he hoped that Noivern would be back soon. Why did he even save him in the first place? Not that Flygon minded, of course, but why?

If Noivern wanted to eat him, why would he have put him into this cast, and, most of all, how did he put him in this cast? He didn't have opposable thumbs like humans did, so these knots and whatnot would have been impossible for him to tie. Had he gotten help? Where was the help? Why did Noivern do this act of kindness?

Flygon stopped thinking as soon as his rescuer or captor came back. Noivern had made multiple trips, the end result being a wingful of food. He dropped it off next to Flygon and made his way back over to the Lopunny.

Without any argument, Flygon tore into the various berries and roots that Noivern had somehow found. The two ate their fill of the wildly different foods. Flygon watched as Noivern dragged the Lopunny away from the two of them, which he was thankful for.

"Why'd you save me?" Flygon asked, setting a half-eaten berry he had every intention on returning to later on. "More importantly, how did you do this?" He motioned towards his broken wing.

"There's someone I know that healed you." Noivern said, sitting beside him.

"A human?"

"A human."

"Did... why didn't they capture you? You look like a pretty strong Pokemon."

"I don't know why she didn't capture me." Noivern said, sighing in boredom. "I work out deals with her. She gives me something in exchange for something of mine."

"What... what could you possibly have to give?"

"That's um... personal." Noivern said, quickly changing the subject. "How's the wing?"

"Well, I can't move it." Flygon tried again, yet failed to move his wing.

"Good. Don't." Noivern said, placing a taloned hand on Flygon's shoulder. "You'll hurt yourself."

"O-oh. Okay then." Flygon said, blushing a bit. Just how much did Noivern care about him? And why? "You never answered my question though. Why?"

"Why'd I save you?"

"Yeah."

Noivern didn't respond just right then. He looked at Flygon, this cute Flygon, and thought about what he was going to say. About how he wanted to tell him that he wanted to fuck him. How he wanted Flygon to suck his cock. How he wanted to suck Flygon's cock. He gulped, and leaned over, his wing pressing Flygon's large antennae down before pressing his lips against Flygon's.

At first, Flygon didn't resist. He was too shocked; why was Noivern kissing him? He pulled away from Noivern, frowning slightly.

"What... what the fuck?" Flygon asked. It wasn't that he didn't want to do... things... with Noivern, it's just that the kiss was a little unexpected. "Why'd you do that?"

"I'm... um..." Noivern blushed, sitting on his rear. "Not too good with words. But that's why I saved you."

"You saved me... just to fuck me?" Flygon said, grinning.

"A-among other things!" Noivern said, frowning slightly. "It gets boring here alone all the time and well..." He glanced down at Flygon's slit. "I could use some company."

"Well, I mean..." Flygon giggled, seeing that Noivern was already poking out of his own slit. "A-alright! What are we going to do?"

"You let me worry about that." Noivern said, gently pushing Flygon back.

Flygon nodded, his three fingers balling up into nervous fists as Noivern made his way down to his slit. Noivern pushed on either side of the fearful Pokemon's slit, giving the little tip that appeared a small lick. Flygon shuddered as Noivern licked his growing cock more and more, each time that wet, hot tongue ran up his shaft, it seemed to grow bigger.

Noivern couldn't believe just how large Flygon was. Sure, the Pokemon was a bit bigger than he was height wise, but his member was much thicker than his was, maybe an inch or so longer as well. Impressive.

He was just about to see how it tasted when Flygon stammered out an objection.

"W-wait!" He panted. Noivern looked up, a sour expression cemented on his face. He followed Flygon's eyes to Lopunny, grinning slightly. "Have you ever done something like this before?"

"A couple of times."

"Did... did they live to tell the tale?"

"Some..." Noivern said, giving his full mast a lick. "Some were just so cute I had to gobble them up."

With that, he stuck the tip of Flygon's thick, tapered shaft into his mouth and gave it a small suck. Flygon yelped in fear, quickly grabbing Noivern's head in a vain attempt to get him off of his member. The more he pulled, however, the more Noivern sunk down on him. Flygon stammered something out, but Noivern wasn't listening, he was just appreciating the cock that was in his mouth. It was, by far, the biggest he had ever had before, and as his tongue traced a rather bulbous vein that ran up it, those hands that tried to force him off suddenly began to push on him.

He began to have his face carefully fucked by Flygon, his massive shaft pushing deep into his maw before he pulled off of it, sucking and licking it on the way up. Each time Flygon ran his length into his waiting mouth, Noivern made sure to keep that constant source of fear that Flygon felt from him by softly biting him occasionally. Every time he did so, Flygon would tense up, his shaft throbbing in between his teeth, but he never tried to pull out of him. Flygon panted as Noivern's tongue ran around his member, licking down and around everything that could be licked. He began to thrust in a bit harder, his hands carefully pushing down between Noivern's large ears. Each push into Noivern seemed almost expertly maneuvered within his mouth; his tongue would slide around in a spiral as his length pushed deep into Noivern's throat.

Noivern began to suck harder and faster on his member, his tongue darting around and leaving wide, fat trails of saliva that ran down his length. His sucks soon turned into slurps, long strands of Flygon's salty, earthy precum mixed with his saliva sticking to his chin as he went up and down his cock. Flygon started thrusting, which Noivern was somewhat glad for, but he stopped very soon; it was causing his wing to hurt.

It wasn't that big of a deal, though; Noivern just started to suck again. Every suck down his length tickled the back of Noivern's throat. Not that many Pokemon could reach that far and it was a feeling that Noivern enjoyed, and Flygon seemed to love it as well. His eyes were shut, a harsh red blush on his face, his mouth open and panting as his cock was sucked so well by Noivern.

Flygon began to grunt, thrusting mere inches at a time, but Noivern could tell that he was close. He wondered that, if Flygon's wing hadn't been broken, would he have thrusted deeper? Harder?

"I'm... I-I'm..." That was all he said, beginning to grunt and quietly squeak, but Noivern quickly pulled off of him. He watched as Flygon's cock throbbed harder than he had ever seen one throb, which brought a grin to his face. Flygon looked up at him, a shock and a sense of disbelief that Noivern loved so much.

"Not yet." Noivern said, pulling at his own erect length.

Flygon looked down at it, his eyes growing wide with fear. Noivern prodded his lips with his length, frowning when he wasn't able to push in. He looked down and saw that Flygon had an almost terrified look on his face.

"Open up." Noivern said, prodding yet again.

"It's just that... I've never done this before." Flygon said, looking up.

"Ever?"

"Yea-"

As soon as he opened his mouth, Noivern shoved his cock inside of him, groaning as he felt the warm wetness of Flygon. The Pokemon coughed a bit as Noivern pushed deeper in. Once Noivern's pelvis met Flygon's mouth, he sighed, chuckling and rubbing Flygon's head.

"Now you have. Suck." Noivern commanded.

Flygon closed his eyes and gently started to suck on the cock inside of his small mouth. Whereas Noivern had a rather large, wide mouth, Flygon had a mouth that was pretty small, and it made Noivern see stars as he pulled his length in and out of it. Flygon wasn't exactly good at this, but his small wet tongue more than made up for it whenever he ran it down his cock in an 's' shape. He constantly had to be reminded to suck, which was a bit of a pain however.

His mouth was worth the effort of reminding him, however. It was tighter than any he had ever had his cock in, and Flygon's antennae really did help to push him deeper onto his length. The best part was his tongue though. Flygon was really good at reaching areas Noivern didn't even think he was possible to reach, which made him moan. Noivern began to hump Flygon's mouth, the delicious sounds of is cock sliding deep into Flygon's throat making his length throb.

He saw Flygon trying to jerk off and quickly wrapped his tail around his wrist.

"Not yet." He said, much to Flygon's disappointment. He moved his arm back to his side, unwinding his tail when he got an idea. Noivern pulled his cock out of Flygon's mouth - although, it was hard to do - and moved his tail up to his quivering lips. "Get it nice and wet."

"W-why?" He said, fearfully taking it in his mouth and doing what he was told.

"You'll feel why in a minute." Noivern said, trying to hold back a giggle. That was one of the most ticklish spots on his body. He pulled it out after one final suck, saliva strands falling off and down onto Flygon's chest as he moved it back close to his groin.

Noivern moved his length - which had been begging for relief ever since he had taken it out - back into Flygon's mouth, who eagerly accepted it. He moaned in pleasure as Flygon finally began to suck on his rock hard cock, his tongue winding around and touching wonderful places. It took a few seconds to get his mind back from the mouth of Flygon, and he found his fuck toy's asshole with his pointed tail.

Flygon screamed an odd scream; it was a mix of sheer terror, pain, and bliss as Noivern pushed his tail further into him. For Noivern, it took a lot not to laugh, but, even though it tickled, he had to admit that it felt wonderful. His ass was tight, it was warm, it seemingly begged to be defiled by his tail, which Noivern obliged as he thrusted his cock in and out of Flygon's warm mouth.

Flygon began to grunt as his mouth was penetrated harder and harder by Noivern's length. Noivern wrapped his talons around his head and began to push deeper into his throat, causing Flygon to gag. He pulled off enough for him to regain his breath, but quickly continued the assault on his warm mouth. Noivern gritted his teeth and stopped when his cock rested completely in Flygon's mouth, and demanded him to suck. Flygon obeyed, slowly moving his head up and down Noivern's shaft as he sucked on his throbbing length. He wondered what Noivern tasted like, what his cum tasted like, and began to lick around as best he could with a member as big as Noivern inside of him. Noivern was pushing and pulling his tail in Flygon's tight hole, diving deeper inside of him to find what he was looking for; a walnut sized organ that would make this Pokemon scream. He prodded and searched, but got a little concerned when he couldn't find one. Noivern was just about to pull out when he felt Flygon clench up, inadvertently biting down on his shaft.

There it was.

Flygon's prostate was a lot smaller than he thought it would be, but Noivern did nothing but gently attack it with his tail as Flygon sucked on his cock. As he expected, Flygon began to grunt, his breathing getting quicker and quicker as Noivern lazily thrusted and rubbed his prostate. Each time his tail glanced it, Flygon would tense up, his mouth sucking tighter on Noivern's cock, which thrilled Noivern to bits.

One thing was for sure, after this, he was going to fuck the shit out of Flygon.

"S-suck... harder..." Noivern grunted, rubbing his prostate harder.

It got the desired effect he had hoped for; Flygon moaned a blissful moan deep from within his throat and clamped down harder than he ever had before, sucking Noivern's cock as best as he could manage. Noivern began to pant, thrusting in and out of this tight, warm mouth as fast as his biology allowed him. He quickly let out an ear shattering screech as he came, warm cum barreling out of his cock every time it throbbed. Noivern was in utter bliss; it had been so long since someone else brought him to an orgasm, so... so long.

He brought his pulsing, throbbing tip up to Flygon's lips. Flygon looked up at him, but quickly got the message and began to suck the cum from his cock. Noivern shivered as his orgasm left him one last, blissful kiss before it went away, and pulled out of Flygon.

He sat down, panting.

Flygon looked like he wanted to say something, but Noivern was having none of it. He began to rub the Pokemon's prostate, smirking at the cute little moans and whines he got from him. Precum was leaking out of his cock, running down to his legs before pattering on the ground.

"Turn around. On your hands and knees." Noivern commanded, pulling his tail out of Flygon, much to his disappointment.

The Pokemon obeyed, but took his time so as to not hurt his wing. Noivern watched him as he struggled to roll over, almost feeling bad for him. He wanted to help, but at the same time Noivern really enjoyed this domineering personality he had brought out just for Flygon. Once the Pokemon was all set, Noivern got close to him, lifting his large tail up and resting it on his chest. He bent Flygon over more and more until he collapsed onto his elbows, but it was a necessary pain. Noivern rubbed his tapered shaft on Flygon's slightly pulsing asshole, relishing the feeling of his puckered hole against himself. Flygon was panting now, looking back every now and again wondering why Noivern wasn't fucking him yet. He needed this, he realized.

"Fuck me, please!" Flygon begged, trying to buck Noivern's shaft deep into his asshole.

Noivern pulled away, laughing cruelly as he toyed with Flygon. He reached down and pushed a talon into his waiting hole, causing Flygon to gasp in delight. When he pushed it in, however, Flygon got the most adorable, confused look on his face.

Noivern pulled his talon out, causing Flygon to frown, and tasted it. It tasted of his prey.

Finally, to answer Flygon's prayers, he angled his cock towards him, and roughly pushed his entire length in. Flygon screamed in delight as his cock rocketed into his prostate, grabbing a rock and holding on tight as Noivern began to fuck him.

Every single push into him was a completely different, albeit pleasurable experience. Noivern grabbed onto Flygon's thighs and roughly began to pull him on and off of his cock, each thrust in sending shivers down his spine. He began to smack into Flygon's rear, sending stars into the vision of the Pokemon as his cock rocked back and forth in his tight little hole. Each thrust seemed to bring Flygon closer and closer to an orgasm, yet any time he reached for his throbbing member, Noivern growled at him to stay away.

It got to the point where it actually became a bit fun to yell at him.

He was so obedient and Noivern was taking away any pleasure he might have gotten from stroking himself off. He felt bad for doing this, of course, but at the same time, every wince Flygon winced when he yelled at him was worth it.

Noivern gritted his teeth and began to thrust in even harder, groaning as his cock pushed against that bump that was Flygon's prostate. Each thrust caused the Pokemon to groan in pleasure, shuddering harshly as Noivern's meat rammed in and out. Noivern was content fucking Flygon for the rest of this day, maybe even all night as well.

Noivern laid his talons on Flygon's waist, his wings resting on his thighs, and pulled him close. He held Flygon close against him for a few seconds, breathing heavily as his ass squirmed on his cock. Flygon inadvertently shifted his tail around, hitting Noivern in the face, but he didn't seem to notice. Noivern frowned, finagling the tip of his tail into his mouth, and nipped on it.

Flygon yelped, an incredulous look on his face as his eyes met Noiverns'. Noivern smirked, and nipped a bit harder as he began to thrust into him again. Flygon got used to his playful nips as he was fucked, and began to groan loudly again, yipping each time his tail was bitten. Every thrust into Flygon's tight asshole caused him to squirm in pleasure.

Noivern's plan was to edge this poor Pokemon until the sun went down. It was going pretty well already, but what Noivern didn't realize was just how close Flygon was already to an orgasm, and him pounding his cock deep inside of his asshole and abusing his prostate was sending him over the edge.

Flygon went deathly silent, tensing up rhythmically, causing Noivern to groan loudly. He looked down and saw that Flygon was quivering, breathing faster than he ever had before as his cock spurted hot, thick cum all over the ground. His eyes were tightly screwed shut, each pulse from his cock making him audibly grind his teeth as rope after rope spewed out of him.

"You may jerk off." Noivern said, continuing to ram his throbbing asshole.

Flygon screamed his name as his hands rocketed towards his member, wildly beginning to stroke himself. He was, apparently, able to revive his orgasm, because as he stroked, more and more cum began to splat on the ground. His ass tightened with each rope that flew out, which made Noivern begin to pant. It felt much better than he expected... much better.

He wanted to pull out, but lost the motivation to a second later as he pounded Flygon's asshole. Noivern had become a slave to this orgasm, and it was demanding that he push into his asshole harder, faster. With another ear piercing screech, Noivern's seed began to blast into Flygon's asshole. He kept fucking his prey as wave after wave of utter and absolute glory shot through his body, every pulse causing him to moan loudly. After three harsh thrusts into Flygon, Noivern careened into this warm hole and stayed there, shuddering and gasping for air as cum flew from his cock with each throb. His seed filled the deepest crevices of Flygon's asshole, eventually putting enough pressure on his cock to begin to push it out.

After the last remnants of bliss left his body, Noivern caught his breath as he looked at Flygon, who was, somehow, still seemingly in the middle of an orgasm. Noivern pulled out, his cum gushing and falling out and onto the ground with loud splats. He collapsed next to Flygon, who was shivering, and watched as his orgasm continued. Flygon moaned and cried and panted as his seed continued to flow from him, tensing up every few seconds, a fat rope of cum flying out of him.

Hot, white semen ran from his cock down to his ankles, where it pooled with Noivern's own load. Noivern was just about to say something when Flygon's eyes fluttered open, his mouth quivering as he took long, deep breaths.

"S-sorry..." Flygon stammered out, looking down at the mess the two had made. "M-m-my k-kind... sh-shoot a-a lot..."

"I think it's adorable." Noivern said, making Flygon giggle as he ran a talon down the length of his cock.

The two rested there as Flygon recovered, but something happened that sent Noivern on high alert. His ears picked up laughter.

He got up, looking towards the cave entrance, his ears twitching as the unmistakable sound of laughter came from the entrance. He was just about to go investigate when the laughter ended in a harsh trill that was, without a doubt in his mind, from Rah. With a hefty blush, Noivern laid back down next to Flygon, who looked a little confused.

"It was nothing." Noivern said, wrapping a wing around Flygon.

He pulled his new friend close, giving him a small kiss on his forehead. Flygon buried his head into Noivern's fluffy neck, taking a deep sniff before looking up. Noivern blushed as Flygon kissed back, and looked down at him.

"Thanks for saving me." Flygon offered, smiling.

"The human that saved you told me that it'll take tw... four months to recover any form of flight." Noivern said, smiling.

"I'll stay for longer than that." Flygon said, lazily burying his head back into Noivern's fluff.

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