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Darkness.

Pure darkness is all there is.

At least, until a blurry vision pops into existence. Soon the vision clears, revealing a lone Zoroark tied down to a chair. The illusion fox groans, scanning around the area: A ceiling light shines down from above, illuminating bits of the otherwise dark basement he's in. Rammy can barely see the walls ahead of him, eyeing a small table—lying dormant with his phone being on top.

"Where am I…?" The fox stairs down his tied state: His legs being freed. "How did I get here, anyways?" he questions, concerns painting him. "Wasn't I at the club not too long ago? Unless that drink—" his ears flicker to heavy breathers nearby, his words coming to a halt. He looks ahead again: A pair of red eyes spawn within the darkness, a sharp grin unveiling beneath.

"I've been dying for this very moment..." The voice coming from the pitch black sounds soft and unnerving, the red eyes moving forward to flash the light upon the culprit during it all: A Typhlosion. The yellow badger exposes his chubbiness galore, down to even his huge round booty plus the black thong that barely covers him. He clenches a single knife, sweats trailing down his body.

Rammy catches a whiff of the wide-smile Typhlosion's odor, being pretty strong and rancid. Needless to say, the fox's shorts bulges within seconds. The Typhlosion eyes down the big bulge, his creepy grin persists.

"Heh heh…" He moves ahead, swaying his voluptuous booty. "Hello, Rammy. My biggest, wet-dreamest snack."

Rammy perks up. "Ooo...Wet-dreamest is a new one."

The badger tilts his head. "I'm Araceli." He pinches the knife's tip. "I'm your biggest fan ever. Like, a really REALLY huge one."

"How so." Rammy asks in a rhetorical fashion.

Araceli points his knife at the fox. "I've spied on you for months because I _ LOVE _ your stories." He puffs out brief steam from his nostrils. "You yummy ass looking motherfucker~."

Rammy blinks briefly before sighing, shaking his head with a smile. "Damn. I got another stalker to fuck, huh?"

"Eh?" Araceli slants his head a bit, borderline in a deranged fashion. "I'm not the first?"

Rammy giggles. "Nope! Met a fair amount of them who kept watch of everything I do." His eyes half-close, a lust-filled smirk painting over. "Eventually confronted those fans about that behavior and well, I gave them what they wanted: Fucks to give. Literally." He giggles once more.

Araceli shifts his knife back and forth. "Intriguing."

Rammy cranks his head. "What makes you different though is that you're the first to kidnap me." He stares down. "None had the balls to do that. Can't say I'm particularly into it, but—" he shrugs, or at least tries to. "I can always give it a shot~."

"Mmm…" The Typhlosion caresses his knife. "How captivating."

The Zoroark then gasps, the Typhlosion sits on his crotch out of the blue. His knife presses against Rammy's cheek, mindful of the edges.

"I'm going to keep you for a long time, deaaarr...~"

Rammy eyes the big moob fella up and down. "You're really turning me on right now, beautiful."

Araceli grins widely, a laugh escaping him. "It's always nice to meet someone who's actually okay with this, which is a damn rarity."

Rammy quirks his brow. "Have you've kidnapped people before me?"

The Typhlosion shakes his head. "No, but I did make plenty of them uncomfortable. You know, trying to get laid and met with either a hard no or a beaten."

"Oh dear." Rammy lowers his ears. "Hope you didn't hurt those people."

"Me? Hurting others?" Araceli grins further, his pupils dilating. "I could _ N.E.V.E.R. _"

"...I'm feeling conflicted." Rammy snorts. "On one hand, what you said there is concerning. But on another hand…" The Zoroark checks the Typhlosion out yet again, basking in the badger's thiccness. "God. DAMN."

Araceli giggles, wiggling his hips and moobs. "Impressed, eh? I ditched losing weight after finding out you're really into chonks." A sharp smirk paints over him. "You're welcome."

"Well, my fans can be whatever body type they want and I'd fuck them. It's just the chubs...hit different, hehe." Rammy sighs, his eyes closing. "Anyways, I do have places to be, so I can't really well, 'stay here for a long time', ya know?"

Araceli snickers. "Nah, you—" the badger freezes, his smile fading into that of horror.

"Um. I what again?"

"I...forgot that you have friends."

"...Yeah?" Rammy tilts his head.

"So many of them, in fact. You have connections with someone named Pearl, who also has connections with someone that'll kill me for putting you through this." Gulps. "Ebony."

"Well it's not like I'm unbothered by this situation, yeah?" Rammy comments.

"Y-Yes, but: Initially you weren't into it until my sexy body showed itself. And I was going to have you stay here forever, which is something you wouldn't like and I'd frankly not care."

Rammy feels chills from that response—and not in a sexy way either! "Ah...fair enough." His brow raises once more. "So your mind has changed because of Ebony, correct?"

" YES." Araceli leans close, his face nearing Rammy's. "Have you seen her? She's fucking scary!"

Rammy smirks. "A scary mommy that can step on my balls any day."

"Replace mommy with 'daddy', and I'll agree." Araceli squints.

"Not into woman, I assume?"

Araceli shakes his head. "Not at all...for the most part." The Typhlosion groans. "Regardless, I feel comfortable being gay, thank you very much."

Rammy smiles. "The pleasures all yoooooooours~~!" He sings that last bit, triggering a blush from the badger.

"Wh-Whatever." Araceli stares off, biting his fingers. "Shit." His pupils shrink, whimpers escaping. "Shit shit SHIT!" He tightens his knife grip. "I haven't considered your deadly friends..." The Typhlosion trembles, gulping. "I-I'm going to die if I don't do something about this."

The kitsune squints, grinning. "Should've thought about that before kidnapping me~!" The fox teases.

Araceli snarls. "Hush." He then gasps. "I have an idea!" The Typhlosion grabs Rammy's phone, unlocking it with ease and surfing through Rammy's contacts. "You'll tell your friends that you're doing fine." Squints. "Got it?!"

The fox snickers softly. "No need for the aggression, dear: I will."

Araceli stares blankly at the fox. "...You're weirdly calm about all of this."

Rammy shrugs. "What can I say? I find getting kidnapped by a chubby beauty hot." The fox displays a coy, kitty smile at the Typhlosion.

Araceli's cheeks turn red, lowering his ears. "Somehow I'm the freak here…"

"Takes one to know one, hun." Giggles. "Besides, you did kidnapped me, right~?"

"I—" Araceli bites his lower lip. "Fine." He presses a button, Rammy's phone ringing. "We're both freaks then." He brings the phone close to the fox.

"Considering I got called that when sucking on a man's toe, that's an understandable conclusion."

Araceli blushes deeply. (Holy FUCK, he's more of a sexfreak than I thought.) A soft laugh escapes the badger. (_ We're going to have a blast together, aren't we~? _)

The ringing ends.

"Hello!? Rammy, are you okay!?" the person from the end shouts, distress and concerns littering her tone.

"Pearl? That's you, hun?"

"Yes! I couldn't find you anywhere at the city's party last night. I didn't even see you at your house, either," Pearl explains. Araceli gulps quietly, trembling.

(Don't call the law already. Don't call the law already. Don't call the law already. Don't call the law already. Don—)

"My only other conclusion is that you went home with someone else from the party."

Rammy stares at Araceli with affectionous gaze, lust painting over him—a smile creeping up. "Funny that you say that: Because that's exactly what happened~. They turned out to be a big fan of me and well, the rest is history." Grins. "Currently having a good time being fucked by them right now, mmm."

Araceli perks up as Rammy can only imagine Pearl's face surfing into pure red before saying, "O-Oh." The Zoroark winks at Araceli, spawning the badger's trademark crazed grin. Pearl sighs on the other end. "Glad to hear that you're having a blast with them then."

Araceli climbs onto the Zoroark: Licking and kissing his cheek and neck, Rammy shuddering. "Yep...~"

"Is that's why you haven't answered my calls last night?"

"Yep yep: They were going AT it with me." Rammy huffs, purring in satisfactory at the thick tongue grinding his face. "It's amazing, in all honesty."

Pearl's voice becomes less stress-inducing, a relieved sigh escaping her. "That's really great to hear...A-And rather lucky of you." Rammy snorts as Pearl's throat clears. "Well, you have fun with that fan of yours'. Feel free to stop by my office to uh, provide me that 'similar' fun. You being the one in control, I mean~."

"Will do. Cya, Pearl."

"Cy-Cya!"

Araceli hangs up the phone, tossing it onto a nearby bed ahead of him—thankfully not breaking it. The Typhlosion moves his fat booty on the Zoroark's crotch, a purr ushering out of his idol. Araceli tilts his head, practically studying the Zoroark.

"Now then...where should I even start toying with you, precious?" Araceli taps his chin lightly with his knife. "Hmmm...~"

"How about untying me since you and I know I'm not gonna escape from this big snack here," Rammy suggests, smirking.

Araceli caresses his own cheeks. "D'aww, I'm flattered!" He presses his big moobs against the fox: His eyes enlarging, his grin thriving. " No."

"Ah. You wanna go down the bdsm route, I see." Rammy snorts. "Kinky fucker~."

Araceli twirls his knife. "I'm wielding a knife here. What do you think?" He then licks the side of the weapon, being mindful of the edges. "Although, I don't intend to cut you with them...Unless you're into that."

Rammy shrugs. "Not particularly."

Araceli eyes his knife. "Anywho, I'll cut the ropes bits by bits every time you cum, sweetie."

"Ah. Quite the fair thing to do." Rammy's brow raises. "But how when I'm wearing shorts?"

Araceli simply jumps off the fox: Swinging his knife fast enough to rip the fox's shorts off, Rammy flinching at the sudden movement—his big hard dick flinging itself into freedom. "Not anymooooore~~!" Araceli sings that last bit, bowing.

"Tch." Rammy chuckles. "Smartass."

Araceli snorts. "I'm just stating the obvious."

Rammy's cock throbs and pulsates. "The obvious on what? You sucking this dick?"

The Typhlosion rolls his eyes, smirking. "And you call me a smartass."

"Takes one to know one." The Zoroark sticks his tongue out playfully.

Araceli taps the tip of his knife gently. "With all of that out of the way…" He gets on his knees, his face close to Rammy's dick: The steamy, aroma-driven smell emanates from it, infiltrating the Typhlosion's nostrils. He licks his lips. "Let's get this desert started…" He licks up the Zoroark's cock, Rammy grunting.

"M-Mmf, yes…"

Araceli swirls his tongue around the length, going up and down—moving back and forth, almost tangoing it. Soon, he slides the shaft into his maw: Bopping his head.

"Mmf." Araceli groans, having already drench the dick in his needy saliva.

Rammy relaxes, moaning to the Typhlosion's succulent warm maw. "Damn, this feels great, beautiful." He stares down the badger. "Keep it up." Araceli eyes back, his red gaze delivering a disturbing and sensuous vibes at once—the fox biting his lower lip. "Holy fuck, you're on a whole other level right now...~"

The Zoroark sprinkles his pre-seeds into the Typhlosion's maw, Araceli slurping it down quickly before he—

"OH!"

Grips the fox's balls with one hand, letting his other pin the knife down on the ground. His fat humanoid dick slides out of his thong, spraying pre-jizz all over below. (Damn his dick is pretty fucking thick,) Araceli thinks, keeping his unsettling gaze going. "Mmf."

Rammy spots the pre-seeds sprinkling, snickering. "Someone's leaking like a faucet right now."

The Typhlosion huffs, moving his head with intensity. One eye closes as he glances down, saliva dousing the huge penis in neediness. His ears flicker at Rammy's joyous moans, his big booty wobbling and quaking. He speeds up, his maw damn near having the fox's knot entering inside. "Mmf!"

Soon, Rammy starts cumming drastically—filling Araceli's maw to the brim. "Oh FUCK yes!"

The Typhlosion stares down with shock, shuddering at the amount of cum spiraling into his mouth. (Oh fuck, that's a lot!) he thinks, sliding the knot right inside as an attempt to trap those batters. Araceli's toes clench, Rammy's knot does jack all to stop his cum from escaping—spilling over the badger's cheeks, the fox's lower body, and the chair he's sitting on like a waterfall. The badger grunts. (This…definitely confirms my many studies and researches on this lovely toy, mmmf.)

The Zoroark shivers. "Ngghf!" He stares down. "If only I could rub your head right now, hehe."

Araceli pulls out, lapping up some of the creams oozing out of Rammy's dick. "Mm…" He licks his lips. "People weren't lying: Your babymakers does taste really sweet, almost candy-like." Araceli drools, eyeing up. "And I'm a pretty sweet-toothed guy myself, heehee…"

Rammy smiles. "Thanks~."

Araceli then stands, cutting off bits of the rope. "Let's carry onto the next phase." He gropes his moobs and gets back to his knees, slapping the fox's cock between them. Araceli kisses the tip, wiggling his fat booty side to side: Sweats flying off. His balls slide out of his thong at this point, his cock swinging about.

Rammy groans, his toes clutching—his fists curling. "Hoooly shit~!"

Araceli breathes heavily on the dick, staring up in a crazed manner. "You fucking like this, don't you?" His smile stretches. "You love when your kidnapper sandwiched your dick with his big, fat, _ mantits _!?"

The Zoroark borderline drools, grinning back. "Abso-fucking-lutely~~!"

Araceli growls. "That's what I like to hear, my playtoy." He lifts his moobs up and down, gripping and grasping the zoro-meatstick. His ears shuffles to the illusion fox's moans, the badger swirling his tongue around the tip before kissing it nonstop. "Embrace these osculations, these Gynecomastias." He squeezes his manboobs, ushering a bit of pre from Rammy—lapping it up.

"Oh fuck, I will!" Rammy huffs. "Keep it up, beautiful: I adore it so much!"

Araceli smirks, moving his moobs quickly—pre-batters painting over the Typhlosion's moobs. "So I'm guessing the rumors are true: You do leak a fair amount of prejacs!"

"Indeed I do." Rammy winks. "You seemed to not mind though, don't you?"

Araceli snickers softly, sniffing the tip of the dick. "I don't know, what seems to give off that ridiculous idea?"

Rammy rolls his eyes. "The fact you're literally smelling my dick?"

The Typhlosion licks the fox's dick once more. "Shh~."

Rammy purrs. "You know I'm right~."

Araceli keeps at it, squeezing the length while glancing—his imperiling toothy grin ensues. He eyes up the fox again, grunting and groaning—his pupils dilating into a degree one can say impossible. "Hehehe." Araceli tilts his head. "HEHEHEHEHEHEHE."

Rammy flinches. "Oh my Tiras: You're really, really into this, huh?"

" HEH. HAH. HEAHA."

Araceli licks his sharp teeth, thirsting over the fox's dick with immense saliva. That alone is enough to send the Zoroark creaming over the Typhlosion's face, Araceli staring on unphased: Continuing his moobjob from heaven. Rammy mewls, rolling his eyes up in bliss.

"Ah FUCK, man!"

Once the Typhlosion slows down, he kisses the throbbing wood: Rubbing some of the batters over his moobs like they're lotion. He sniffs the dick: Musky sweats dancing their way into his nose, triggering a shiver from him.

"How strong, intense, and addictive this cock smells…" Araceli nuzzles Rammy's dick. "I've been dreaming of being this close and personal with you, Rammy my idol-cumtoy." He provides another sniff, wobbling his booty. "What a wretchedly lovely smell. Forgot to shower today, too?"

Rammy purrs. "I mean, I WAS tied up and dragged all the way here for who knows how long, hun."

Araceli's finger trails Rammy's dick. "Fair point, fair point."

"And damn, you're coming up with new nicks for me left and right. First wet-dreamnest, then playtoy, and now idol-cumtoy?" Rammy smirks. "What's next? Fox dumpster?"

Araceli squints, puffing up his cheeks. "More like chitchatter." Araceli taps his knife, staring off. "You sure love to talk."

"And you sure love that about yours' truly, hmm~?" Rammy muses, providing a cheeky smirk.

"...Y-Yeah, admittedly." Araceli sighs, putting up his lustful grin. "It's mainly your looks that I have a general interest towards, _ cum-talker _."

The Zoroark nods, perking up. "Ooo, cum-talker. Now that's a really good one." Rammy snaps his fingers. "Remind me to jot that down whenever I return back to my place."

The Typhlosion quirks his brow. "You keep track of every nicknames people give ya?"

"Yes! Because it's fun." Rammy purrs. "One of the doms I've had sex with even called me 'slave'. A bit extreme, but it's a kink thing so it's whatevs~."

"Slave…" Araceli covers his maw, his face succumbing to bright red. "This explains so much on why you're handling this kidnapping really well…"

"I've experienced all kinds of amazing sex, honey bunch." Snickers. "I'm happy to provide anyone to have fun with me, especially when it comes to accomplishing one's dream to do so." He winks. "Besides, you ain't the only one a bit unhinged in the head."

Araceli blinks. "I...see." He snickers as well. "What a kind slut you are then, Cummy Dumpnet. Thank you."

Rammy squints. "Okay, now you're just trying a little too hard with these nicks."

Araceli dilates his pupils again. "What gives you that idea?" Grins. "You fill-up machine."

The two laugh, exchanging intimate gazes. Araceli then cuts a bit more rope off from Rammy, the last three entangling the fox.

"I have one last phase for you until freedom, my popsicle."

Rammy perks up with excitement. "Ooho. What might that phase be~?"

"Heh." Araceli simply presses a finger against the fox's lips, climbing on top of him. He then pulls his thong lower part to the side, letting his musky, sweaty and puffy fuckhole kiss the Zoroark's tip—musk clouds thriving off. "Simply put: Fuck this puck~."

Rammy growls in delight, smirking. "My my: Spoiling me with my favorite part in sex, finally."

"'A good dom must always spoil their subs'." Araceli tilts his head, staring up. "At least, that's what the many gay dom/sub books I've read said."

The Zoroark giggles. "I getcha, no worries."

Araceli leans against the fox, bringing the fella's head in between his moobs. "By the way, I haven't showered today, as you could obviously tell. Hope you don't mind." His arms wraps around the fox, twirling his knife behind the chair

Rammy shivers: The bodily fluids showering him in strong odor galore. He smiles. "Not at all, hun. In fact: I love it."

Araceli clenches the knife by the handle, providing a simple yet devious grin towards the kitsune. "_ Good playtoy~ _." The Typhlosion shoves the fat zorodick inside of his fuckhole, the warm anal walls immediately hugging around the big dick. "Gngh!"

"Oooh~." Rammy moans, his eyes half-closing while he gazes at the badger.

Araceli grunts and moans, his asscheeks slapping the Zoroark's knot. "Fuck, that's a big dick you have there!" He shifts. "It's like I shoved the entire CUM tower inside of me!"

The fox giggles, winking at the fanboy. "Thanks, beautiful: I get those comments a lot."

"Oh I know…" Araceli huffs. "Just, man does it hit different when I take it myself." The Typhlosion wastes little time riding the fox afterwards: Slamming and bouncing, the sloshing and slushing sounds spawning from the musky anus choking down that dick. "Mmmf, fuck yes."

"Fuck yes, indeed hun~!"

Rammy's dick thumps and throbs within the puffhole, his knot hitting the anus begging to infiltrate it. Araceli grunts, huffing his needy breath against Rammy's face. The badger then clings to him, grinning down.

"Hell yeah, keep fucking my smelly hole, fan-boner~!" His ass jiggles and wobbles, earthquaking beyond belief.

"Ngh, oh! So many, mmmf, nicks to keep track of~!" Rammy exclaims, giggling.

"Will that be a problem, toyplay~?" Araceli smirks.

"Not at all, gorgy beauty!"

Araceli slams. "What the fuck is a gorgy beauty?"

Rammy laughs. "What? I can't provide cute nicks to you too?"

"Not when it makes zero sense, huff." Araceli rolls his eyes, shaking his head.

"It makes as much sense as calling me toyplay. Seriously, that's just playtoy but in reverse!"

"Oh shut it, I'm running low on subby nicks."

The two snicker, Rammy having already pumping out pre-batters into the badger—the latter speeding up the joyrides. The two grunt and groan, Araceli's booty clapping against one another—tugging the zorocock in glee. Rammy's dick twitches.

"Ngh! Oh!" He wiggles his arms, almost about to loosen them and—

SLAM!

The badger pauses, glaring. "Continue and I'll cut your arms."

Rammy blinks briefly, snorting. "Do you actually mean that?"

The Typhlosion contemplates, tapping his chin with his knife. "...A little." He then sticks his tongue out playfully, winking. "Just kidding, hehe."

Rammy blinks once again, a nervous laugh escaping him. "Aha...Gotcha." Shrugs. "Well I wasn't planning to break loose, anyways. Just, uh—" purrs. "Gotten too into the moment, you know?"

"Mmm…" The badger starts riding vigorously again, grinning. "Oh I very much do."

The pokefox smiles, his toes curling, his cock rumbling—his climax inching ever so closely. His tongue hangs, Rammy mewling within the delight heavens. "Aaah! Please keep being more needy, hun!"

"Mmf. Ghnn!" Araceli speeds up more, slamming and ramming down with aggression. "Fuck, I'm going to CUM!" The badger unloads his jizz all over himself and the Zoroark, growling. "Holy FUCK, your dick is pure greatness!"

Rammy mewls. "I can say the same for your ass too, AH!" The Zoroark floods the Typhlosion with his huge loads of cum, filling him to the brim. Araceli rides like crazy as the batters slip out, showering all over the place—the fox's lower body, the badger's big booty, and the floor itself like a tsunami.

"Grrr."

Araceli snarls before cutting off the rest of the rope on Rammy, bringing the Zoroark into a deep, intimate kiss. Rammy embraces the kiss, the two moaning loudly while the badger rides him like no tomorrow—further painting those jizz everywhere. Rammy keeps his arms in place despite the freedom, his tongue pressing and wrestling with Araceli's. The two exchange passionate gazes, Araceli's being more wide-eyeing and intense than Rammy's, the badger gripping the back of the fox's head for good measures.

Araceli then slams one last final time, causing a ton of seeds to pour out, the Typhlosion quivering. "Mmmmmmmf!" His eyes roll up, the badger pulling back from the kiss—saliva trailing, his pants exaggerating into a crazed lust-train. "That." Snickers. "Was really fucking great, wanky foxy."

"Heh." Rammy pants. "Was wondering where the nicks went, mm."

Araceli slowly pulls himself out.

PLOP!

Rows of cum run from his donut hole, sprinkling over the fox's hefty rod. He grins at the cum river, licking his lips. "I want to do something else with you now."

Rammy squints, smirking. "Do tell: My energy is as expansive as space itself~."

" Marvelous." Araceli tosses his knife on the ground. "Hop on that bed so that I can fuck you silly."

Rammy hums. "I thought you'll never ask."

. . .

The bed squeaks and shifts: Wobbling, wiggling—THUMPING, one might add!

"Grrn!" Araceli groans.

"Aah!" Rammy moans.

Araceli mating presses the Zoroark, Rammy's legs flailing nonstop. Araceli's belly shake at each movement, the man grunting—clenching the bedsheets.

"Fuck, that hole feels mad tight and good. Tighter than I thought, grr."

"Mm, you're quite welcome to plap it away, oh!"

Araceli snarls, grinning and huffing out smoke from his nostrils. "People weren't kidding about your ass being as great as that dick, heh heh." He soon showers the fox with his moist, big moobs, Rammy rubbing his head between them. The fox huffs and sniffs its stench, groaning.

"What a diabolically, pungent smell!" Rammy exclaims.

"And you love it, don't you?" Araceli's pupils expand. " You nasty ass stank-diver."

Rammy gasps once the badger slams into him like a power drill, his prostate being hit over and over. "Oh yes I do, sweat-rising badgy!"

Araceli laughs. "I can think of better nicks than you~."

Rammy laughs along. "Oh hush. Never said I was good at them." He huffs between the fat moobs once more, purring. "Man, this is my kind of heaven!"

The duo oozes their pre-seeds at the same time, Araceli purring. "Didn't know your heaven includes being kidnapped and fucked by a fat, unshowered fanboy."

"Mmf, when you put it that way: Yes, that's weirdly my kind of heaven." Rammy winks. "Don't worry, musky daddy: I have a ton more heavenly wet dreams, anyways."

"Is mine the best one?" Araceli asks, drooling over the fox's face.

The Zoroark snorts. "It's high up there for the unique factors, I'll tell ya!" Rammy huffs. "Many stans of mine would go for the typical 'I'mma keep spying on him until he finds me and then we fuck' route." His belly bulges at each hammering thrusts, triggering each grunts from him. "You, on the other hand, is different: You straight up snagged me! Likely from that juice I drank at the party, so here I am now with you."

Rammy shakes his head. "I gotta commend you for being more creative than the others."

Araceli smirks deviously. "Thank you~."

"Luckily it's me that you've done that with. I'd highly suggest not, mmm, doing this with others. I give this warning to all my fans, you know?" Rammy says the following in a calm enough manner, but adds an ounce of seriousness to it—ensuring that his advice goes through.

The Typhlosion giggles. "Sure sure, I'll keep that in mind. What I did was a heavy risk, especially with the friends you've made, haha..." A devious smirk paints the badger. "But it was worth it in the end and that's all that matters." His teeth unravels, his eyes widening. "Got it?"

Rammy's cock twitches, the fox sighing before groaning. "Indeed, that's true, mmm!"

Araceli then slams deeply into the Zoroark, pumping him rows and rows of cum while growling loudly. " FUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!"

"AAAH!" Rammy sprays his batters all over himself and Araceli, his toes clenching, his hands gripping the bedsheets. "OH FUCK YES, DADDY!"

"GRGH! GRRRF!" Araceli keeps his thrusts going: Cum dripping and spilling over his balls at each anal-pull his dick conveys to the fox, painting the sheets within seconds. Rammy's legs tremble, his tongue hanging loose in utter glee. The fox feels as though he's having hearts for eyes, Araceli pulverizing him into oblivion.

Araceli then slows himself, providing one final thrust into the fox: Pumping out a good chunk of cum throughout him. Many of those seeds escape the fox's hole, Rammy mewling happily—stroking the bedsheets while rolling his eyes up in further bliss.

"AAAH! Oh yes, mmmf!"

"Yeah. That's right." Araceli's pupils shrinks, his crazed smiles returning. " Take it alllllll in, slut."

"Oh my goodness GRACIOUS!" Rammy shrills: Blasting another row of white substance all over himself and Araceli, moans escalating between the two.

Soon the badger pulls his dick out, slapping the fat meat against Rammy's. The sausages nudge and grind, Araceli's balls smooching Rammy's. "Let's conclude this with a 69."

Rammy nods. "Heh, indeed we should. I still have plenty of energy left in me, after all!" He purrs, sounding as peppy as when he first awakes to the sexy kidnapper on top of him!

The badger snorts. "True~." He wastes no time turning himself around: Positioning his cock towards Rammy's maw while he eyes the fox's dick, licking his lips. "I'm not against tasting this sucker again, anyways."

Before Rammy gets a say, his maw is infiltrated by Araceli's penis: The badger hammering away—already sucking off the Zoroark's dick.

"Mmmf." The two simply say, moans thriving along the way. Rammy's eyes widen at the intense thrusts, his tongue nudging and swirling around Araceli's fat shaft: Slopping over it. Araceli purrs, bopping his head on the zorodick—huffing and inhaling the magnificent musk clouds of heaven. He drools over the dick, pounding away at the fox's maw.

Araceli sucks Rammy off with intensity, his cum-leaking hole puckering in excitement. (Good GOD, his dick is addictive!)

The two continue: Jizz spilling out of Araceli's ass painting over the Zoroark's face, the badger jabbing Rammy's cum oozing hole—swirling those fingers around. The fox mewls, shivering and shuddering—his toes hurling.

"Mmf! Mmmmf~!" Rammy gropes the Typhlosion's juicy booty, fondling around while taking the penetration's assault like a champ.

"Mmmpfhf!" Araceli returns the favor and fondles Rammy's orbs, pushing the knot halfway into his maw again and again. His long tongue laps around the ovals, sliding its way over to Rammy's anus—tag-teaming with the fingers at it. Rammy yaps.

"MMF!"

Soon the two cum together: Large amounts spiraling throughout their maws, both doing their best at drinking it all down. But to no avail, those seeds escape and coat over these horndogs' face. Araceli feels some of Rammy's jizz spilling from his nostrils, eyes widening in shock.

Araceli yanks his cock out, shooting a few more seeds over Rammy: A giggle escaping from him. The badger moves back from Rammy's dick, sighing in relief while licking his lips—rubbing up the foxdick. "Addictive ass thing, this is…" he merely states, huffing.

"Heh. Everyone always says that~." He puts his hands behind his head, Rammy purring with satisfaction. "Thanks for that nice time, hu—OUF!"

The badger's fat ass hammers on Rammy's crotch, Araceli simply grinding against his dick. Rammy shudders before meeting the Typhlosion's gaze: Eyes expanding, smiles unsettling yet provocative. Rammy can't help but to return the smiling favor.

"Did this writer lived up to your expectation~?"

"Yes." Araceli says this in the quickest way possible.

"Figuressssss~~."

Araceli then licks the Zoroark's cheek, slowing his movement to really hammer in his attraction towards him. Rammy shivers, biting his lower lip. "M-Mmf…Fuck me, man."

"Literally just did not too long ago." Araceli snorts before leaning back, resting a finger on the fox's snout. "Here's how things will go…" His finger slides. "From now on, you'll take a visit to my place occasionally to fuck me before you do any. Thing. Else." The finger swerves beneath Rammy's chin, lifting it. "Consider that as a…" His toothy grin unravels. "Compromise for letting you roam free."

The Zoroark huffs. "Heh. I can do that, dear."

Araceli touches his own face. "Honestly though, I wish I could keep you forever and ever." His pupils shrink. "Keep you as my personal fuck toy. My cum basket: My hole filler, even." Huffs. "Mine and only mine." He grips his cheeks. "You. Are. MINE." After a brief moment of silence, Araceli takes a deep breath. "Buuuuut...I know about the connections you've made and those said connections will actually end me if I tried to keep you for myself."

Rammy blinks, staring into the unphased. "Riiight." Sighs. "Plus it's not really great staying all cooped up in one place, you know?"

Araceli lifts a finger about to rebuttal, but pauses himself: Thinking. "...Actually," his ears lower, a soft and non-crazed laugh escapes him—a first Rammy ever heard. "You have a point there, yeah."

Rammy taps Araceli's snout, initiating a blush from him. "Life's more than just one spot, hehe." The fox blinks once more, eyeing around. "Speaking of which, where am I exactly? Besides being in your basement."

The badger perks up. "Oh, uh: You're in the Far Woods."

"A nowhere place?" Rammy caresses his chin. "That's a bit concerning, haha."

Araceli scratches beneath the fox's chin. "Ain't a worry there, sugarfox: I have a teleporter stashed around here that can teleport you from here to Soothen City anytime."

"Ah. That's good then."

Araceli then brings the fox forward into a hug, surprising the horndog writer. "Thank you for, uh…" The Typhlosion scratches the side of his snout. "F-For accepting that deal, Rammy."

Rammy remains silent for a bit, purring. "You're welcome, Araceli." He nuzzles the badger, eliciting a purr out of him. "As for what I'll do for the rest of the day, I'll spend it with my #1 fan." He faces up the tall badger, beaming with glee.

Araceli's face becomes as red as a tomato, staring back. "Damn, erm…" He shakes his head, his lips squirming while his smile thriving. "You didn't need to treat some random fan like me in that way, heh."

"Oh trust me, beautiful: I always provide the best of snacks for my fans~."

"Daaaamn…" Araceli snickers. "Fair enough."

The two's snouts press one another: Their gazes succumbing to the sight of intimate hornfield. Araceli provides a soft, sane smile to the Zoroark—earning a hum out of him. Rammy then winks.

"Your smile isn't crazy looking this time around~."

Araceli blushes once more, huffing before folding his arms—looking away. "Oh shut it and kiss me again." He gazes back at the fox.

Rammy smirks. "Say less."

The two grab each other's cheeks before embracing their kisses, moans thriving: Their bodies rolling around the bed in this tense makeout for the rest of the day.

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Rammy & Friends Mini-Short:

Noah clasps his hands together. "Let me get this straight: You're like Rammy…"

"Yes?" Rammi says, quirking his brow.

"But with him being a 100% raw, unfiltered, in your face 'I will claim you' dom, right?"

Rammi casually lifts the Braixen's chin, smirking—his eyes half-closed. "What do you think?"

Noah eyes back, blushing.

"O-Oh…" Billy shudders, spilling pussy juices over the ground—fanning himself.

Noah looks at the Flaaffy. "We need him to destroy us right the fuck NOW."

"G-Golly gee, you don't think!?"

Tenos glances at the three. "Horny fucks." As soon as he said that, the three head into a nearby room—slamming the door shut before instant loud moans and groans ensue. The Zorua sighs, drinking his coffee while staring off, resting against the wall near the door. "Let me know when you guys want me joi—"

The door opens and Rammi's hand latches onto Tenos' shoulder.

"Oh you're definitely joining, Mr. Tsundefox."

Tenos blushes deeply, yelping. "GUH!?" He gets yoinked into the room, dropping his coffee. The door slams itself shut, the four moaning loudly while the room rumbles like an earthquake.

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Speaking of RaF OCs, have a strawpoll asking about them:

Which RaF Character would you like to hang out with the most?