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Ravage

The harsh beat pounded in Canid's ears, rough notes making his eardrums reverberate with almost painful intensity. The vibrations ran through the floor like miniature earthquakes, countless feet thumping in time to the rapid beat. A rainbow of laser colours flashed through the thick air, and jumping spotlights flicked back and forth across the myriad of ravers, humans and Pokémon alike. The music dominated the room, the sole light sources of the lasers and spotlights revealing the smoke-covered floor.

In the midst of it, Canid gyrated to the beat. The music, if it could be called that, had enthralled him - taken him into a deep trance. His eyes were tightly shut, and his body was surrendered to its path, barely in the wolf's control.

The music dipped into the barest lull. Canid opened his eyes, and the light from the glowsticks wrapped around his arms whirled past them. His muzzle hung open, tongue lolling out, lips in a permanent smile as he whipped around.

Dark figures danced from behind a veil of unreality. The world danced too, his limbs feeling freer, his tail whipping back and forth eagerly. The alcohol had already begun affecting him, and he knew it - but he also knew how much he could take. Right now, he had hit that sweet spot - becoming more confident, more outgoing, with each of his senses tuned to the experience. He grinned again, swimming in the feeling.

His gold-rimmed irises slid from figure to figure, taking in each one. White light flashed with each beat, illuminating their forms. There were many humans here, each one suitably dressed in a variety of loose-fitting clothes, accessorised with sequins and glowsticks. Canid's eyes skipped over them quickly, seeking out the Pokémon in the club.

The Pokémon here were outnumbered, yet there were still a few fine specimens. Near one wall, a Seviper slid back and forth, using adequate use of his flexibility and long form. In another part, an Umbreon bounded between the spotlights with an Espeon, long tails flashing in the beams.

Near to Canid, two dark, red eyes flashed. The wolf turned just in time to see the large, hyena-like form of Eclipse. The Mightyena gave a grin, (though to who, Canid couldn't be sure) and, with another flash of the lights, disappeared into the crowd.

The music had been building up. Canid's eyes flicked between the remaining waiters. Light gleamed from scales and fur, some more exotic Pokémon in some of the other regions of the club - a Machoke in one area was showing off impressive dancing skills, making full use of his muscles. In another, a feminine Dragonair swam around a small group of humans, and in a particularly dark section, a female Blaziken danced luxuriously, dangerously near to an intrigued human male.

Canid's eyes darted to the back of the room as the peak neared. From behind a mass of wires and coloured lamps lay the equipment from which the intense music pumped. A team of Pokémon sat behind that, in the centre of which stood the familiar outline of the wolf's Typhlosion friend. The wolf's tongue slid along his lips automatically as he glanced at the Pokémon, when Jack looked up and caught his eye. The Typhlosion grinned, and turned to look at a figure in the darkness behind him. Canid narrowed his eyes briefly, but couldn't make out anything, save for a faint outline of white.

Jack turned around not a moment later. His eyes caught Canid's again, and the wolf refocused his gaze. The Typhlosion gave a wink, and on the console before him, pushed a slider to maximum.

The music dropped. What must have been almost a hundred feet slammed onto the floor in unison, and the beat regained its full intensity. Canid shut his eyes again, swept up once again, his mind sent back into a trance as the rhythm surrounded him.

Canid's eyes flickered open only sporadically. In those moments, he caught flashes of the rest of the club, silhouettes and figures in mid-dance, lost in their own little worlds. Canid was in his own - safe, impenetrable. It was like all the existed was the music.

Which was why the push on Canid's shoulder came as such a sharp jolt. He jumped back, his eyes flickering open. The dark figure couldn't be seen immediately, but he grabbed Canid's top, with three large claws, and yanked the wolf closer by the top.

Flashes of red light played across the vulpine's face, dark grey fur beneath a mass of swept-back, blood red spiky hair. A silver ring was pierced on their lower lip, reflecting a whole myriad of light from around the club, and from one ear hung a small collection of glowing beads, colours of the rainbow pooling light onto the surrounding fur. The eyes were outlined by similarly red fur, and they glared at him, as if searching, judging.

Canid was immobilised temporarily, held tightly by the Zoroark. The claws were cold on his fur. The eyes burned, and he growled gently. His paws lifted, grabbing the long hair that flowed down the Pokémon's back, pulling him close, their muzzles pressing against one another.

The Zoroark grinned. Another flash lit up his face, revealing his eyes. His right one was as deep a red as his fur, but his left one was a sapphire blue. Suddenly, he pushed the wolf back. Canid span with the force of the push, spinning right the way around before returning his gaze to the fox. His body instinctively picked up the beat, his feat hitting the ground to each thump that reverberated through the building.

The Zoroark still smiled, continuing his actions. The Pokémon's body gyrated, every part of it seeming to be orchestrated to the music. Still the gaze remained on the wolf as the rest of his body enacted the awe-inspiring routine. Canid panted heavily, keeping his gaze just as fixed. His white hair whipped around his face, some matting to his forehead as he sweated in the rough moves.

If this was some kind of test, perhaps an initiation, it never once felt like it. But as the song changed, and the beat intensified, the Zoroark closed his eyes briefly. When they reopened, he stepped forward in time to the music. His pace was quick, determined, and before Canid could react, the wolf had been once again grabbed and was being half shoved, half carried backwards. His bare footpaws scrabbled on the floor as they found rare purchase, supporting him as the raver controlled him. His breath caught in his thought as his mind spun in anticipation...

His back hit the wall, hidden by the darkness, roughly, and the wolf huffed at the impact - but before he had a chance to react, the Zoroark shoved his muzzle against Canid's. His lips parted into a rough kiss.

There was nothing loving or passionate about it - only lust, desire, intense want and need. Canid panted hard as he grasped the Zoroark's body, fingers curling around the fur on his back as he gave himself to the dominant male.

Warm and wet with saliva, the Pokémon's tongue was rough in his mouth, almost insistent as it sought out every indentation, every nook and cranny. One hand gripped Canid's hair, holding his head in a vice grip as he dominated the wolf's muzzle, while the other hand scratched down the front. Canid arched his back, moaning instinctively, the strobe lighting of the club barely noticed behind his eyelids, his mind racing as he felt the claws inch towards his shorts. The Zoroark knew what he was doing - his body was rubbing against the wolf's, which reacted in just the way that was expected. Canid gulped again, his grip tightening as his sheath bulged suddenly as the first touch of the Pokémon's claw.

Within moments, the Zoroark had gripped the wolf's shorts with his paw and half-ripped them down his legs, bringing up a similarly-clawed footpaw to pull them down his legs, and toss them away onto the floor. Canid gulped as his sheath pressed against something hard and hot, and felt the Zoroark's pre trickle down his fur.

The Zoroark himself moved his paw from Canid's head, shoving it underneath the feminine wolf's top and gripping the fur there, the other paw tightening on his grey-furred rear, and moved down his thigh, pulling insistently.

Canid yipped, and lifted his leg obediently, wrapping it around the Zoroark's hips. The other one quickly followed, and the Zoroark grinned as he held the wolf tightly, the fox's cock hard as it pressed against Canid's balls and sheath, the wolf's cock slipping quickly from its sheath.

Still the kiss continued, the Zoroark's teeth sharp against Canid's tongue and lips as the wolf submitted near-total obedience. The Pokémon's tongue delved deeper, licking up to the back of Canid's throat, making Canid whimper slightly, his tail wagging quickly as he was held, body still pressed against the wall. The Zoroark's breath was hot on his cheeks as his muzzle was held against Canid's.

With another jump, the Zoroark pulled up Canid's rear, the wolf's cock pressing against the fox's stomach as he gasped from the roughness. The length pressed against Canid's rear, wet and slippery. The wolf moved a paw to it, grasping it eagerly, smiling inwardly as the Zoroark moaned into his muzzle.

With the cock in his paw, Canid took only a brief moment to feel it, running his fingers over every ridge - but what was surprising was the sides. A series of studs had been pierced into the cock, the metal cool against his paws. He growled playfully as they pressed against his cheeks, and slid the tip to his tailhole. The Zoroark thrusted in immediately.

Canid cried out in sudden pain as he was forcefully taken, feeling the cock ram in almost to the engorged knot. His paw grasped the Zoroark's slender waist, and he took a few pants. The kiss fell into a sudden lull for only a second, as both recovered from the penetration. Predictably, it was the Zoroark to recover first, his blood red claws gripping the wolf's rear as he thrusted in again, beginning to pound the tight wolf's tailhole with abandon.

The music throbbed in Canid's ears. Within a matter of seconds, the Zoroark had matched that beat, thrusting in and out eagerly, knot pressing against the wolf's rear. Canid whimpered at each one, claws unsheathed as he pulled on the fox's hide, the thrusting sending waves of sensation through his body, pleasure reaching up to his arms, making them weak as he succumbed to the feelings. The Zoroark compensated, rolling the wolf's hips as he held the canine tightly in his paws.

More light flashed over his eyelids, and Canid finally opened his eyes. The main dance floor was not more than two or three metres away. Smoke pooled at the feet of almost a hundred ravers, and slid around the Zoroark's feet as he pounded the wolf. No-one was paying them any attention - they appeared to be almost hidden in the shadows, their cries lost to the music.

But Canid had more things on his mind, and yipped in pleasure continuously, feeling the intensity of the pounding as the Zoroark took him. One of his paws held onto the Zoroark's long, flowing hair, their muzzles tied together. Within Canid's rear, the Zoroark's cock throbbed, the cool metal studs pressing delicately into the wolf's inner walls.

The Zoroark stopped thrusting as the music began to die down temporarily. They took a moment to breath, the kiss finally ending as they pulled their muzzles apart. Canid rested his head on the Zoroark's shoulder, his breath coming out in long draughts as he gasped for air, the exertion clearly showing.

A moment later, the Zoroark gripped the wolf again, pulling him up from the wall. The wolf yipped in surprise, and the fox gave a few thrusts into him as he held him aloft in the shadows, unsupported by anything else. Canid whimpered and moaned audibly, his fingers gripping the Zoroark harder temporarily. His tail still wagged behind him, lifted as it was as the fox continued to fuck his tailhole roughly.

Then music stopped suddenly, taking a few simple beats as a rest. The Zoroark stopped his thrusting at the same time, holding Canid in place for a moment longer, the last beat still echoing across the dance floor.

The Zoroark picked Canid up suddenly, and the wolf whined as he felt the cock slide from his tailhole. His ears picked up the Pokémon's heavy breathing, as he was half dropped, half shoved to the ground, and rolled over. The wolf looked up briefly, though the silhouettes gave no indication of whether they knew about the spectacle just feet away or not.

The Zoroark's claws grabbed the wolf's rear once again, scratching at his fur. Canid felt the dominant fox climb above him, the Pokémon's cock pressed in between his cheeks. The wolf bit his lip, closing his eyes in pleasure as the hot length was quickly pushed back into his tailhole.

A few notes resounded through the club. The Zoroark was starting off slow this time, pressing his shaft deep into the wolf with each thrust, the knot straining at Canid's ring. As the music increased in intensity, so did the thrusting, each time rougher and stronger as the last.

Canid felt the Zoroark's balls slap against his rear each time. He moaned in pleasure, his own cock hard beneath him, a puddle of pre forming noticeable on the floor beneath it. It throbbed painfully, the pleasure building with each movement his dominator made.

As the music reached its peak again, Canid felt the claws curl around his white hair. At the drop, his head was pulled back, and he closed his eyes, biting his lip to stifle a cry. The Zoroark had mounted him fully now, the wolf clearly feeling each roll of his hips as his fucked the submissive canine remorselessly. Fingers scrabbled at the floor, in a vain attempt to find purchase.

The claws on the hindpaws of the Zoroark dug into the wolf's hips, squeezing him, as if milking him, pushing him further and further. The situation was becoming far too much for Canid, the pleasure in his body building. Eyes closed, he was once again in his world of music. Sharp pounds of the beat synchronised with the thrusting into him, the sharp claws scratching along with the synthetic melody - for a few wondrous moments, it was as if the music itself was taking advantage of him...

Finally, the pleasure grew too much. Still swallowed in the music, Canid felt it grow, his cock throbbing almost to the beat of the music and the pounding, until it reached its peak.

The music stopped for a beat. The Zoroark pressed his cock into the wolf roughly, knot straining at his rear. Canid's orgasm his like a tidal wave.

The wolf let out a great moan as the music resumed. His cock erupted with his cum, great ropes spurting out over the dance floor. His body shuddered, rear constricting around the Zoroark's cock, which throbbed dangerously. The wolf's eyes remained closed, his form shaking in pure pleasure.

The pleasure continued for a few moments more, as the music throbbed in the background. Canid panted heavily, and leant back as the Zoroark took his feet from the wolf's rear, breathing quickly from the exertion. He felt a trickle of liquid run from his tailhole.

As he sat there, he realised...the Zoroark had not come. He'd have felt it.

Before he could open his eyes, a familiar clawed hand shoved him back against the wall. The hot pink flesh pressed roughly against his muzzle, and he felt it vibrating quickly. Opening an eye, he saw as the Zoroark stood above him, eyes closed, one clawed paw on his cock, pawing off vigorously. The other gripped his hair, and before he had time to react, his head was forced back, his mouth opening.

The Zoroark's cum splattered across his face, barely any of the load landing into his maw. Canid revelled in the feel as it leaked down his cheeks, the white seed coating his fur. Flattened against the wall, exhausted from the sex already, Canid could do nothing to react as the Zoroark marked the wolf.

After another few sets of beats from the music, the flow of cum died down. Canid opened his eyes again, feeling several strands of cum still dripping from his muzzle, looking up at the Zoroark above him. Framed in the laser light, partially lit up by the glow from his accessories, the Pokémon looked down at the wolf, as if inspecting. For a moment, they looked into each other's eyes, before he grinned.

The claws around Canid's head relinquished their grip, and Canid panted hard. He watched as the Pokémon turned, long hair sweeping around, and with a single move, disappeared back into the fog and lasers.

Canid panted hard. He leant back against the wall again, closing his eyes briefly. He took the moment to recover from the intensity. After a while, he opened his eyes. Around him, the night of shameless revelry and debauchery continued, oblivious to the events that had just transpired - or perhaps just completely uncaring of them.

Sighing, the wolf pushed himself up, his rear aching, and set off to find his shorts.