Braixen Training Day (Part One of Lycanroc-Braixen adventures!)
A commission for a friend! Part 1.
PMD setting, a certain Guild pairs its apprentices with veteran members for a duration of several years, where they learn and train and make connections necessary to survive and thrive and be a valuable representative of the Guild.
Every member has their own unique methods.
The Braixen's tail twitched as he ran his laps around the makeshift track, muzzle letting off the occasional gasp as he inhaled sharply- Lungs burning so hard that he needed a way to ventilate them. It was an open field, wild in nature but long since adapted to the guild's personal use, much of the grass stampeded away- Either through runs like Kasper was doing now, or through combate exercises that required an open space. Compacted earth with a few tufts of foliage and the occasional rock made for an even terrain that one still had to pay a minimal attention to, or risk tripping themselves up. At the northern end, he could see the roofs of the town peaking above the canopy of trees, or the guild's towers rising above it all. The rest was just woods- Well-kept in the sense that bandits and criminals and the more vicious sorts of wild 'mon were all dealt with by the guild's standards, but otherwise untouched save for this space here, a handful of farms and cottages scattered, and the maintenance needed for the roads. Nobody wanted Ironwood to turn into one of those big hubs like Silver City- Maintaining the Guild and the attached peoples was enough for most.
Kasper had lost track of the number of laps he had done, but every time he glanced over to his teacher, the Lycanroc just shook her head. If he slowed beyond a certain point for more than a couple of steps, he earned himself a growl or a lifted brow- A bark if he was far enough away- And he forced himself to pick up the pace. It was his first time meeting Jay, being sent right from the Guild hall to this field, and Kasper's first 'lesson' as an official guild apprentice- He didn't want to leave a bad impression on one of the most veteran members, let alone his mentor for the next couple of years, so he steeled himself and clenched his jaws, swallowing hard as he made another circle around.
He stumbled when he crossed by Jay again, steps teetering until he had to come to a halt or topple over. She just looked over at him with an amused expression, eyes light and bright, tail giving a twitching sort of wag. The fact she was holding back laughter made Kasper tense some, but it also allowed him to relax; He looked and felt so clearly exhausted that he was worried she might think he wasn't cut out for this. But no, she looked completely at-ease.
"Again"- He groaned, but her eyebrows rose and he just set his sights forward. Taking a full two dozen steps until he'd gotten up to speed again, and he only lagged a little behind his previous times.
"Again"- His heart was pounding, a sharpness that wasn't quite pain starting to build within every few beats. He was gasping with every breath now, muzzle just straight up open, unable to follow her earlier advice on breathing techniques.
"Again"- He almost whimpered at the order, but she was standing now- It gave him hope that this might soon be over. Eyes shut, so ashamed of the way he stumbled the last stretch that he didn't want to see her expression. There was no bark though, no chastisement. Instead, she spoke the words that he truly wished to hear. Nothing else could have made him happier in that exact moment "You're done."
Kasper collapsed right at her feet, enough awareness to fall onto his shoulder rather than his face, rolling and sprawling out over his back with a dull groan. He could have sworn that he'd heard a little chuff of laughter, but it could have just as easily been the breeze ruffling over crumpled ears. His eyes were shut, body burning, but the heat seeped into the dirt and grass beneath him, the compacted earth not even dusty against his thick locks. It felt nice- Downright pleasurable in the way he was laying down.
"An excellent job..." Jay's voice was quiet- It had been every time she spoke- But carried startlingly well. Each syllable distinct, so well-pronounced, that she had to have practiced it. A little husky in tone, like a whisper around the edges of her voice, but it was just simply pleasant on the ears. Kasper was embarrassed to admit how much he liked it. "I've seen better, don't let it get to your head, but- 80 laps is more than most apprentices can pull within two hours, at least on their first run. Tell me, have you trained on your own, or is this all natural talent?"
Kasper tried to response right away, but his mouth opened, his lungs swelled- And his throat just felt too shaky to form words. He folded a muzzle over his chest, massaging at it, and he heard the little chuffing sound again. He still wouldn't open his eyes- He didn't want to see the expression on her face.
"I... Um. I've done exercises, I-i guess..." His voice was shaking, hoarse and parched. He was always a little shaky- Talking to people just didn't come easily to him- But it was especially difficult now.
"Well, you've done a great job. I'll have to treat you to dinner. Though, first I'll have to give you a proper reward" She lingered on that final reward, and Kasper could sense her moving about beside him. Nostrils taking in her sweet, rich scent- So clean, yet so tender and full. Mature. There was a succulence about it, something that had been easily ignored while he was focused on proving himself- But now his body fell dull, the only thing that worked anymore was his nose and his mind, and both were honing in on her delicious smell! It was invading him, sending little tingles through each of his limbs. He could feel his sheath tighten, and was grateful for that natural fur skirt. Only...
Only cool air was being blown across the emerging taper, and something smooth and hard was tracing up along his thigh, cupping at the edges of his balls. He blinked, eyes opening wide, and found himself staring up at a shaggy, rounded bottom. The edges of a fat, swollen cunt drooling just inches above his nose. Three thick petals that were each nearly the size of one of his digits, black grains akin to what were held on his nose swarming across the surface, creasing against themselves and forming leathery folds that drew tightly into the center core. Her pucker pulsing above his forehead, a startlingly broad funnel that was barely sheltered by the fur surrounding it, deep in the way it tucked in to the base of her tail, but looking shallow with the sheer curves of her widened hips. It was an incredible sight, and it certainly explained her scent- But he stiffened up so much that his muscles cried from the tension.
"M-miss Jay!?" He gasped out her name, looking down his belly. Past the thighs that were crouched not even a inch from either of his shoulders, hunkered down to leave just enough space to see what it was she was doing, one of her forepaws curled over his upper thigh, stabilizing her, while the other was wrapped over the bottom of his sheath. The claws scissoring themselves to either side of the base of his root, palm drawing and mashing itself into Kasper's sheath under his view. His hips jolted, but he didn't have the strength left to thrust as his body reflexively demanded- But she didn't seem to need it. The thick beans along her pad clenching in together as she curled in her paw, drawing his sheath down, hot and glistening red spilling forth, half grown and swelling out into the air, lines of a creamy milky liquid spilling out from the center tip. Drooling down the length, soaking over the web of bluish reddish veins that spanned it, then merging in with her paw. Absorbed by the fluff, she used it as lubrication to stroke him upwards, the grains of her paw coarse- But heavenly in the way they stimulated his nerves. She was leaning in, he could feel the eddies of air that came out with her breath tickling at his sensitive member, and just when he thought she was going to lick- She tightened her grip on his length and turned her muzzle down. Showing a surprising amount of flexibility as she nearly aligned her head with his cock, whiskers brushing and tickling against it, not at all minding the little jet that came splashing against her ear. Looking him right in the eyes with the one of her own, expression plainly amused and delighted
"Oh, don't worry about it. I'm just giving you your reward. Feel free to lick though" Her bottom swayed above his face, dropping down an inch until his nose brushed into one of the center prongs. The grains sliding over, smearing him with a warm liquid that made it felt like a kiss, their texture stiff and rubbery, yet pliable at the same time- Taut as a balloon, it centered over his nose and seemed to almost be clenching. Its warmth seeping into his mind.
"I-i-i.. Ah.. Um" He couldn't think. Shock had taken over, overriding even the soreness he felt. Jay just laughed, the Lycanroc pulling off of his face, hand pulling off of his sheath- A little whimper rising from the braixen's throat as he thought he might have ruined the opportunity. Yet she quickly showed that she as far from done.
"It's fine. I don't expect you to get everything right away. But it's only polite to lick a girl when she's offering like that. I'm sure you're already quite thirsty anyways. But... This is your reward." Her thighs shuffled forward as she spoke, his whimper turning to an eager whine, speech beyond him as she placed the paw that had been grabbing his cock into the dirt, affirming her position anew, knees hedging in either of his ankles. Other paw steadying his cock, gripping into the base and pushing it upwards at an angle, drawing her hips down and his shaft forward until the two met- His taper piercing into her body. Making him convulse as it continued to just slide right in, her tail rising up so high that he could watch every centimeter of her body expanding over him, the grains drawing a little ways inside, folding in on itself, only the lubrication of his own cum and her excitement keeping them from sticking and sucking in entirely. It was so intense that he could barely even feel her flesh- Just the immense heat and pressure bearing down around him. His cock throbbing, spilling out jets of seed that first splashed back over the caving flesh, spilled back down over his crotch, but as inch after inch filled her insides, it became trapped, swirling inside her flesh. He was just painting her with his cum.
"I-i I'm sorry, I can't stop.." He grunted out the words, but she just grinned, shaking her hips and dropping herself down the rest of the way. All ceremony lost- His eyes popped, feeling her spade engulf his sheath, the trapped knot growing and steadily bursting free that last section of the pouch. Still only at half-mast as it sprouted up inside of her, lacking the proper stimulation that would really make it balloon, but she didn't seem to have any intentions of pulling away.
"Sssh. You're not supposed to last long your first time. Or the many times after it. That's why we train" Her grin was devilish, eyes flashing and fangs peaking over her bottom lip as she peered back at him. His knot continued to swell as she just sat there, both their bodies still- But he could see the way her spade tightened as the orbs pushed them outwards. Ears giving little twitching bobs, that tail slowly lowering back down as she began to lean forward, both paws propping up her chest. "Just relax. Don't ever hold anything back. Any girl worth her weight is going to be just fine with a lad like you. If you enjoy it, so will she. Just remember that you'll normally have to work a moment to open her up."
He moaned, voice wavering as it went hoarse halfway through the exhale. She was moving, tail rising back up as she lifted off of him, the grip of her spade meaning she didn't have to pull off the knot to ride him- He may very well be an adult, but he was still growing in so many ways. His orbs had swollen to the point he could feel them tug at her flesh, could watch those black grains along her crotch bulge and ripple as they contained him, distorting shape as she moved her hips together, dragging almost a full two inches- Spade stretching, looking like it were getting ready to burst out before she sank back down again. It was too much- The little sprays from his tip, akin to a leaky faucet, turned to a tap unchecked. Cum just bursting out of him in waves, splashing through her innards! ...Flooding through her womb.
Kasper wasn't sure how much time had passed by the time she finally pulled off of him. He felt delirious- He thought he might have even passed out- But with a little trembling shimming shake, Jay pulled off of him. His knot sliding out with a viscous wet pop- Cum splattering down over his crotch and soaking readily into the fur even as the rest of his member withdrew. Clarity struck with the sensation of warmth leaking over his thighs, and he shook himself. His breathing as unsteady as when he'd collapsed, but for an entirely different reason now.
Jay had leaned herself forward, presenting him with the handiwork of her actions and his cock. Her spade was glistening, little eddies of white liquid swirling along the edges, filling in the cracks and creases as they drooled right off, but it was a far more contained mess compared to his own crotch. The braixen was trembling in his seated position, and Jay was watching him expectantly, head cocking to the side as she asked "Well?"
"Um... It looks... It felt amazing!" He yipped out the words, a part of him ashamed of how high pitched his voice sounded. Squeaking like some little kids! Jay let off an exasperated, fully exaggerated sigh and shook her head "No, you're supposed to clean out a girl after you cum in her. It's just polite. But I suppose I have to show you how it's done...."
Kasper shivered- The prospect of licking up anyone's cum, even his own, did not sound appealing to him. But the thought of cumming in her again... His shaft twitched out through the air. He realized that it was hanging forward, releasing little sprinkles of seed over his tail. Twitching and pulsing, aching like it wanted more.
He didn't have much time to linger, however. Jay collapsed onto her thigh, right over the tip of his tail, her abdomen eging out the sides of his feet as she curled in on herself, bringing her muzzle down to her crotch. Kasper could only stare as he watched that broad, pink tongue began to scoop into her cavity, folding in half to fit, and drawing out with a big splotch of creamy white every time it pulled back into her lips. Pushing in so deeply that Kasper was in awe- Both at the length of her tongue and the depth of her body- But he glanced down at his own cock. As long as her tongue, maybe even a bit longer- And it made more sense. How far did she go?
He didn't quite catch the transition she made. Bringing her muzzle from her crotch to his. But he gasped when her nose suddenly dipped over the top of his cock, then began to ride down the length of it. Hips bucking up, strength starting to renew even as soreness took over, but shoved her nose down and buried it into the bunched up sheath. Not at all minding that she was smearing herself into his saturated fur, and showing him the workings of that tongue fire-hand as it began to lap and swirl over his orbs. Teeth edging in against the polished half-spheres, brushing it in a way that would have had the Braixen concerned if it weren't so incredible. Cum squirting into her throat not quite as frequently as when he'd been buried into her belly, but it relieved the aching he felt. Made his toes curl as she rolled and nudged herself over the overstilumated nerves. She swallowing it all and taking in more- Her tongue was sliding everywhere- And it took a moment to realize how she was doing it so easily. His taper was actually inside of her neck! He didn't even know how she was still breathing, but he decided not to overthink it. Feeling her shift, he hoisted himself forward, leaning in and drawing his paws over her ears, gripping them needily, not wanting her to pull away. Her eyes flashed, irritation showing first, then evening out into pure amusement, shifting her jaw and adjusting until her lips were squeezing into his knot! His hips starting to puck him, and while the muscles around his legs protested, he pushed into it with his own accord. Humping into her face, feeling his shaft pulse and swell, feeling his veins start to pump as cum splashed down her throat.
She began to tug at his grip, but he tightened it. She tugged harder, and he whined. Finally, she grunted, and placed a paw on both of his thighs, pushing him down while pulling herself away, his shaft unslotting from her neck as he lifted up both his arms, head ducking down with a shameful, guilty look at how he tried to keep her there. Jay just grinned, standing smoothly, her tail flicking over his nose as she turned away, briefly bringing him face to face with her spade once again.
"Can you walk? Or will I have to carry you?" She projected her voice a little more than she normally did, wiping away a wet mess from the bottom of her chin, using his tail as a napkin. Kasper was too heady to care.
"I can walk..."
"Good. Wipe yourself off. I'm starving, we'll hit the hotsprings after we get ourselves food."