Pokémon: Darkest Taboo, Pt147

Story by Logan Storm on SoFurry

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[WARNING, the following contains acts of none consensual sexual abuse and drugging]


PART: ONE HUNDRED & FORTY SEVEN.

F or once Jack did not end up spilling the contents of his stomach, though he still found himself suffering from disoriented and his body would for a time be unresponsive, allowing Erillia much to her delight the luxury of opening his rear passageway with one of her psionic constructs, at least if she was gentle enough. Though she was sure his body would someday be capable of handle the levels of carnal ministrations, that she had every intention to visit upon his insides. She had managed to rematerialize them both in the bedroom of the hotel suite, with baited breath Erillia levitates him onto the large bed before taking her time to begin manipulating the buttons; zipper and other fastenings of his clothing. The gardevoir pants deeply as she gradually undresses him, making sure to ensure Jack does not awaken too soon. The gardevoir’s slender chest heaves heavily with every deep ragged intake of air that she takes, her eyes gaze along his body as his nakedness is slowly exposed to her with every discarded article of clothing.

“It should take those four sometime to return, more than long enough for us to have some…fun!”

She whispered, the ends of her slit-like mouth turning upwards to form a sinister smile, three of Erillia’s digits from one of her hands reached down delicately touching his smooth warm skin, the sensation sending ripples of pure unadulterated arousal cascading through her body as well as her mind. With a deep intake of breath, she leant over him, her mouth a breaths distance from his lips; kissing him. With trembling hands, she eases her palms along his cheeks, savouring the moment of having him all to herself. Closing her eyes the fairy psychic type pokémon pressed her face closer into the kiss, one of her inhuman hands snaking down to grasp Jack’s member and tenderly squeezing it, her wrist moves back’n’forth as she strokes his small man-hood forcing it to swell fully.

“let’s…give *pants* this…a taste *pants*shall we?”

She pants breaking the kiss, her eyes now fixated on the short but girthy breeding muscle her three digits could no longer wrap around. With her body quivering with excitement Erillia drifts over Jack, where it touches it seems sinks in as though his flesh was liquid causing a rippling effect.

“ARCEUS!”

Erillia moans as she feels the briefest of connection between their bodies until her red chest protrusion slips free, floating there she struggles to maintain her composure. Every fibre in her being wanted to surrender herself to him as the female she was, but even now as she could feel her loins burning for him even as the trauma of the past refused to allow to give into to this simple truth. Her first trainer had wanted a male there for it only made sense in a warped way that only by being one could she be accepted.

“Just a quick taste, maybe just the tip, yes just the tip”

She whispers reaching down with her other hand, with deep breaths the gardevoir tried to steady herself as her wide green fingers squeeze and stroke her human’s shaft, drawing the foreskin down as her digits moved feverishly. Lowering her face, she feels his swollen bulbous gland push in through her slit-like mouth, the flavour sent her senses spiralling. Erillia’s head begins to bob slowly with controlled motions before starting to bounce franticly, her hands pumping rapidly as all that mattered now was to consume his essence, to make this human she chooses to be hers spill his virile seed into oral cavity, to gulp it down like the most delectable of morsels.

“MNNNNPH!”

She cries out feeling his mating juice splatter against the back of her throat, she gulps greedily around his bulbous gland feeling it twitch a second then third time as she milked him for every last drop.

“Hope you saved some for me?”

Came a voice from the door way, Erillia head lifted up releasing Jack’s member from her maw as her eyes focused on Ahsoka. The dark-skinned woman leant there against the doorframe of the bedrooms open door, a smirk playing across her lips as she watched the gardevoir.

“Oh don’t worry, I’m not going to stop you, just make sure he’s not exhausted when he comes round, I need to talk to him about a few things!”

Ahsoka chuckled her gaze meeting with the pokémon’s, each recognising as well as acknowledging the eyes of predatory monsters, the living damned that had regularly performed the most unspeakable acts of horror.

“The mood is ruined; I shall enjoy his body another time”

Erillia noted, a slow cruel smile forming across her lipless mouth. With out any further words she floated out of the bedroom as the large muscular female made room for the fairy psychic type to do so.

“and I thought the weavile was dangerous”

Ahsoka whispered under her breath closing the door, walking over to the bed she runs her eyes over Jack’s body her large powerful hands reaching down to touch his smaller frame before drawing her hands back. She was not some pokémon that could not restrain its primal needs, she was human as such superior in every way.

“Okay sleeping beauty, time to wake up!”

The amazon mused gently patting his cheeks, his vacant constricted eyes slowly started to focus as his pupils dilated, she could see his body tensing and moving as he started snaping out of his stupefied state. Ahsoka deliberately softens her eyes along with her posture to appear as none threatening as possible.

“Come On Jack, I’ve got something for you, you’re going to love it”

She whispers leaning down to brush his lips with her own as his mind kicks back into gear, as it did so his eyes widen from the kiss.

“My head, not sure I’ll ever get used to this teleportation thing”

Jack whispers trying to sit up right only to feel woozy doing so, a firm pressure of Ahsoka’s hand against his chest as she gently forces him back down against the blankets.

“Don't worry darling, this should help”

Ahsoka cooed using her other hand to grasp both his ankles with just one of her powerful hands to lift his legs, it was basic first aid utilised for those who feint. Jack looks up in to her face, her cold calculating stare looks down at him with eyes that portrayed the cold-blooded killer she was. And yet he did not flinch or look away, his gaze locked onto hers with soft tenderness that unnerved her forcing her to look down as she felt that frustrating sense of warmth forming deep within. She hated that feeling, yet the more she experienced it the more she cherished it, she wanted to lean down to strangle the very life from him, watch the light in his eyes go dim. Yet instead, she found herself bringing her lips to his kissing him slowly.

So, how are you feeling now?”

She whispers breaking the kiss after as twenty minutes slipped past like seconds.

“Better, thank you”

He replied with a loving smile, softly she lowers his feet back down to the, Jack tried sitting up again only this time not so suddenly. He watches her reach over to the bed side cabinet as she grabs a half-drunk bottle of water.

“Sip, or you will choke”

She notes firmly, her fingers undoing the cap and slipping something inside. Swirling the contents around, she brings the bottle to his lips. Doing as bidden he sips as she tips it slightly to keep him from gulping down the clear liquid, her other hand against the back of his neck as she mentally began counting. By the time Ahsoka had reached fifty Jack’s eyes had begun to close as his body grew limp, checking his pulse with two fingers against his carotid artery to ensure he was unconchous. Now all that remained was the hard part, explaining things to his pokémon, especially the gardevoir in the other room. Running her had against the two pokéball’s containing the two houndoom’s, she found a degree of courage banish the concern that had started to format the back of her mind. Then there was the team rocket teams ready to step in if things did go horribly wrong, still…even with such precautions Ahsoka had doubts about a successful outcome fighting Jack’s team, especially without Jack himself present to hold them back.