Arcanine Wants Me To Be His Shrine Maiden? [Ch.4]
Imported from SF2 with no description.
The steps never seemed to end as Maia followed her mother up into the night. It had to be approaching midnight by now, Maia figured as she spotted the full moon rising between two peaks of the mountain. The "ghost sun" as it was referred to around these parts.
Somewhere above was a bonfire casting light from where the steps levelled out at last. Coming to the top, Kuni abruptly stepped aside and now it could be seen that there were no torches or lanterns burning up here. Just the aura of the huge Arcanine lounging on a stone platform.
Nojokubi raised his head and ears perked up as she stepped into the light, dressed in a kind of kimono reserved just for these occasions. The outfit highlighted the more enticing features of her feminine form.
Silky, nearly sheer red and gold fabric draped over her shoulders and the perky breasts, split to leave her midriff bare until tucking into a cloth belt snugly encircling her waist. Another span of cloth wrapped over the belt and hung down as a loincloth, covering only what was absolutely necessary and leaving her legs bare.
Her skin had a glossy sheen to it from the purification bath, a shine where the light touched the outer curves of her hips, butt and breasts. A cloud of floral fragrance with spicy undertones floated invisibly before her. Hair was collected into a bouquet of red hung over her shoulders.
Kuni gestured with a sweeping arm at the newly minted shrine maiden.
"Truly it is a splendid flower I bring to you tonight. My daughter. Intelligent, beautiful. Obedient at long, long last,"
Aside from a less than agreeable glance at her mother, Maia stood with head respectfully bowed toward Nojokubi. She had come up here to catch and study the mystical Pokemon, who was now taking his time studying her. Her aura was calm now. No longer resisting the inevitable joining of two flames, as the ancestral instinct had finally worn her down.
He stood and strolled toward her. Warmth and sheer gravity of the huge Arcanine swept over her, nose browsing her hair. He certainly seemed to approve of the flower in question. He stepped in a circle around her, brushing at her scantily clad body with his fur and then lowered himself to the ground.
Mounted on Nojokubi, she held tightly to him as he strode off into the night. The powerful muscles beneath her were controlled as he made his way higher up the mountain until the light of the shrine grounds seemed as distant below them as the stars above.
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The temple was quiet as Nojokubi carried his mate down the stone walls, carved floor to ceiling in stylized flame runes. They came to a chamber, hushed and glowing in the deep tone of firelight as sconces burned on distant walls. Their light caught on a structure at the center of the space, a square platform covered by crystalline beaded curtains that mimicked the wavering of flames. The four posts of the bed were carved into totem poles, the mouths of various fire Pokemon depicted there smoldering with incense and glowing embers.
She dismounted, but remained by his side with an arm draped over his neck. Then took a tentative step toward the bed. She drew aside the curtains, revealing a lavish spread of cushions, pillows and blankets piled inside. The crystalline curtains distorted the room outside into a vague sunset of orange and crimson.
Nojokubi was patient, simply resting his head on his paws for a moment waiting for her to adjust things to her liking. They were both in the same mindset. Holding off just a bit longer, letting the temperature rise to fever pitch.
Taking a deep breath, she turned around and faced the source of the warmth soaking into her body. Reaching out, she cradled his fluffy face between her hands. Her eyes met his while hot breath washed over her chest, soaked through the insubstantial fabric and caressed her breasts.
He tilted his muzzle up, until their lips met and began to move slowly against each other. His tongue met hers at the end of his muzzle, darting back until hers was lured inside and moved slowly up the back of a fang to tickle at the roof of his mouth. Meanwhile she was clinging tighter, more urgently to his fur.
Their lips parted and she arched her chest forward, head falling back to release a soft sigh in exchange for a breath of fresh air. His tongue rested between her breasts, lightly massaging the delicate mounds as he panted.
She kissed him on top of his nose, moving up his muzzle until she was practically straddling his head. Taking advantage of this position, his tongue curled out and snaked between her knees. Slow motion laps tickled up the inside of one of her thighs and down the other. A third pass explored high enough to feel the warmth on her slick slit. In return he caught a droplet's worth of her excitement.
Moving his head back up, he nipped at the belt around her waist and gave a tug. It came undone and in a whisper of fabric, fell to the floor. It looked like she understood well enough now. Wet, blushing, cradling his muzzle as it pressed against her stomach. Then nudged her back a step to take a seat on the bed. Placing his front paws on either side of her, he reared up to put himself on display as well. This brought a throbbing, long and thick member practically in her lap.
She wrapped her arms around his neck, hands massaging it through the fluff as his knot came to rest between her knees. If he was warm, it had nothing on the hardness sprouting from beneath his underside and brushing against her legs with every subtle movement. His mouth opened as he nuzzled the side of her neck. He held in place for a moment, nostrils flaring as they took in her scent. Wrapped around each other, the outside world was silent, devoid even of the ever present crackling of fire that permeated these grounds.
His mass, warmth and fluff rolled forward over her. It was unstoppable in two aspects- aside from the obvious fact he was a huge muscular creature several times her size and weight. Aside from this, it was a force as natural as the wind that she could only embrace as it washed over and around her at its own whim. Scooted back fully on the bed, she folded her legs up and spread them out until her thighs were straddling his panting muzzle.
The Arcanine bathed her in warmth both inside and out. She was sweating already, mascara running as she looked with anticipation up at him. All he had to do was step forward. His head and upper body passed through her legs, spreading them wide until they were properly lined up and he had the female pinned beneath him with her legs now tightly wrapped around his midsection.
The weight of his cock rested on her stomach and swollen knot filled the space between her hips, pressing on her slick slit. With a rocking of his hips she was moaning as the wave of heat massaged her pussy. His cock darted up along her stomach and tides of gooey precum squirted between her breasts. He had to walk back a couple steps, bringing his cock sliding back down her body. The tip of his head pressed now against the throbbing, blushing lips. Thoroughly soaked after he had prepared her well for the mating.
As he stepped forward, she held tightly to his fur. Writhed, moaned, squeezed her legs around him. He slid inside her even as she thrashed beneath him, the Arcanine patient with eyes squeezed shut and fangs bared. As much as she fought to take him in, he focused on pressing through the tight hold of her body clutching at him, wanting him deeper. Progress marked by the imprint of his cock travelling up her lower stomach.
Head lolling back until pressing into the mattress, she bit her lip while reaching down with a hand. Hesitantly she touched the swollen shape of his fully impaled cock. Then rested her hand over it, fingers spread. Massaging him through her own body, her feminine form wrapped tightly around his member. At this, he groaned as the motions of her soft interior caused him to spurt. This one was still finding ways to pleasantly surprise him.
A warm and heavy blanket descended on Maia as Nojukubi lowered himself on top of her, a lover's embrace that left her mostly immobilized except for her feet now pointing skyward. Glancing down he saw the splash of red hair spilling out from beneath his fluffy chest.
His balls rolled back and forth, slapping against her rear end and jiggling the paw print brand on her butt cheek as he began to thrust. Nojukubi took a slow, steady yet relentless route toward making love to Maia. Enjoying the way her slender, svelte body writhed and grasped at him and what he was doing to it. After all, she made the chase fun for him so he intended to return the favor now that he had her caught, obedient and at the mercy of his masculine energy.
Their mating outlasted the glow of the sconces and torches outside, outlasted the ghost sun as it slipped behind the mountain. From where he thrust into her, fluid squished, squirted, grew warm from the friction between them.
And a final leap into a blazing climax for the both of them as Nojokubi rocked his hips forward, rearing up as if to howl. His knot slapped loudly against her slit, squished its way inside her as he unloaded his potent seed in a series of spasmic eruptions.
Some time later in the dark, Maia's breathing slowed and she felt like she could once again move. Not that it was much help since she was entangled with her lover and still attached to him. He snored lightly, mouth open and tongue lolling though this had done nothing to deflate his knot resting warmly inside her.
The city- that distant fantasy world, was of little concern to her now. Her hips would soon cradle a pokemon egg, the first of many she would proudly carry for Nojokubi. In the meantime, she rested a cheek against his chest and fell into a deep, restful sleep.