Roiling Tides - Chapter 2
It was still night. The full moon shines onto the turtle's face, almost blinding him as he opens his eyes leisurely. Groaning quietly he forces himself to open his eyes and try to locate where the noise comes from. It sounds like whimpering. Something he never heard before and ridden by his curiosity the Wartortle gathers himself to swim toward the pond's border. Leaving his element by stepping out of the water, he stretches himself shortly. After yawning loudly he starts moving his head to look around. His guest was gone. Where she used to lay the grass was flattened, but otherwise no proof of her ever being here could be found. Discomforted and also feeling slightly abused, the water-type picks his only choice and begins to walk, seeking for the strange noise's origin. Water drops are falling from the turtle's shell, landing onto the short grass as he stumbles forward. Still waking up after a rather short sleep the Wartortle has some problems to move correctly, yet his shaky legs are doing their jobs.
"I hope there's a good reason for waking me up in the middle of the night..." The Mon murmurs to himself, being grumpy as usual when waking up. While following the sounds, the he just gets a view of how wonderful this clearing looks like when the moonlight shines on it, giving it a mysterious touch. The moon's cool light shimmers on the water's surface. Reaching the edge of the clearing he turns around and takes another look, admiring the beautiful view of his habitat. Pride fills the sleepy turtle, the pride of owning something unique. Not wanting to waste too much time he heads into the forest once more. Unluckily for the Wartortle the direction where the whimpers are supposedly coming from seems to lead him right through a thicket, but he goes on and fights his way through the bushes. Pushing them aside he attempts to create a clear path for himself. As the turtle's moving onward he begins to wonder why he's putting so much effort in caring about a stranger. He barely even knew her! Maybe she just wanted to abuse his safe home for one night and only pretended to be friendly? What if the Nidorina would return with a pack? Trying to take over the pond? Was she just a scout?! Worries are filling his thoughts slowly corrupting the turtle's mind and in an desperate attempt to snap out of thinking such far-fetched nonsense the water-type moves his head furiously.
"No! She would never do that! No one would be able to fake such kindness.." A blush starts to appear in the Wartortle's face; finding himself both daydreaming about the female and his heartbeat increasing as soon as he starts to even barely think about her. However, not wanting to lose himself completely in his pondering the turtle decides to pick up the pace. He suppresses all those worries for now and only focuses on moving on. Branches are scratching over his arms as he makes his way through the nature. The noise becomes louder the more he moves, encouraging to move on. The sounds are showing him that he's on the right way as it suddenly hits him. The clumsy male has no idea what his location is and even worse: He completely forgot to take anything with him. Only having ears for a noise that might belong to a female, possibly indicating that she needs help caused the Wartortle to rush into an unknown area. Since there's no turning back he pushes another small bush aside, and finally sees something different than leaves and trees. A smile flashes on his face upon spotting the backside of a Nidorina. She's sitting in another much smaller clearing apparently staring at the ground. Without making any further thoughts the male rushes towards her. It could be a completely different Mon of her species but at this point he doesn't care anymore.
"F-finally" Gasping for breath as the exhausted water-type finally reaches her "I l-looked for you everywhere! Feeling like i ripped out every single bush in this forest to find you. What're doing here? I was worried about you! You could be...i don't know...somewhere! Y-you could have at least said Goodbye to me instead of leaving me worried! At least you are alright here, so let's head back and-"
A strong shiver of repentance interrupts the male's speech, as he realizes that something's not right as he hears her sniffing. Turning her head sideways she gazes at him with her left eye, still showing him her blue back. Tears are running down her cheek, making their ways over her scaly skin till meeting at the poison-type's chin where they gather up and drop down. She said nothing, and for a moment there was nothing but silence in the air. The sight of the sad female leaves the Wartortle speechless. Not knowing what to say the male steps closer, and wraps his front arms around the shivering crying one to give her a tight hug. Pressing his body against her's as all kinds of emotions are filling the water-type. Tempted to jump in happiness that he found the Nidorina while a strong sadness almost causes to make him cry as well, as it's obvious that something's definitely not right. She just sits there enjoying the completely unexpected appearance of the hugging male, but doesn't know what to do next. Slowly trusting the male after he showed how important she is for him, the sad one slightly smiles up while looking at him. Tears are still flowing down her skin, but the stream slowly dies off as she raises her voice after sniffling shortly.
"T-thanks. I appreciate a lot that you s-searched for me, and i'm horribly sorry for just running away. It's just..." Taking a deep breath holding herself back as she attempt to prevent herself to burst out into tears again. "...that i miss my home so much. Yes, i know that sounds stupid especially after what i told you about the mating season. Nonetheless i still miss my home. The place where i belong with its rocks, the sand, the warm sun shining on my back"
"Is that why you ran away? Desperately finding a path to your home?"
"Yes" She nods happily. Being glad that her former host understands her intentions. "B-but that's not the only problem..."
The baffled water-type tilts his head during repeating her words. "Not the only problem...?"
Nodding again. "The main reason why i left my home is because of the males..." Blushing upon hearing her own words she quickly adds an explanation, since she doesn't want to give him a false impression. "...I mean I'm into males and i got my urges too..." The more the poison-type talks the heavier she blushes, therefore making it increasingly harder for the Wartortle not to grin up. He knows exactly what she's trying to talk about, and her blush only confirms him in his assumptions. Enjoying her cute struggling the turtle remains silent while he tilts his blue head. Still holding back his smirk, he nods to indicate her that she should move on with her talk "...I-It's mating season, and w-while i'm interesting in finding a partner i don't want to be taken. I want to be conquered."
"W-wait!" The male interrupts her after being caught off guard by that statement. "You're in heat!?"
The Question confuses the Nidorina, but knowing that this situation is completely awkward anyway she decides to answer. "Yes, of course I'm in heat. You should have noticed my scent by now silly~"
"No. I mean: Yes, I can sense a scent, but it's not an arousing one. It's just unfamiliar while smelling like berries? Can't place my claw on it" Shame's filling the water-type after he spoke out this lie. Her sweet berry-like scent surprised him some minutes ago already, but since the Wartortle intends to help her, he chose to remain silent. Back then, as he found her sitting in the clearing, he started suppressing the arousal which is slowly awakening because of the scent. He's biting on his lower lip fighting the lust, as the pheromones are affecting him more efficiently due to the minor distance between him and the female in heat. Looking at the blushing Mon she nods with a grin, looking through his empathetic lie. She was determined to make him her mate for this season, yet she ponders how to initiate. No other one showed so much effort in taking care for her so far, and since both Mons are alone in this small clearing the Nidorina decides to be proactive. The poison-type's blue back still turned towards him, which is giving her the perfect opportunity to pursue her plan. Using the distracted turtle's moment of confusion she gets on all fours while looking behind her, having a good view on the Wartortle.
She lowers her front while raising her back, and before the male realizes what's going on, she lifts her tail to present her hindquarters. The moonlight shines on the presenting female being her own personal spotlight, as the turtle gazes at her attractive body. His view begins to wander by starting from the tail's tip downwards, making its way over her tailhole till it stops upon reaching her crotch. The Wartortle gulps down as he gets a sight of her slit. Her slightly dripping vulva is swollen and blushed, her juices are shining in the moon's dim reflected light. The Nidorina giggles shortly as she gets a sight of water-type blushing deeply while doing the same. She senses her own juices slowly running down her scaly body, causing a shiver to run down her spine. Nervousness fills her, but at the same moment she's excited and needy, eager to finally mate. It's her first time presenting herself to a male like this, and to tease him even more she starts to wiggle her rear seductively before picking up the talk again.
"Don't worry, I know another spot where you can place your claw on~" The lusty female speaks in a sweet tone, gazing at the almost hypnotized male.
The Wartortle's view is still locked on her dripping labia, and unable to hold his urges back any longer he steps closer. Her fragrant, strong scent fills his nostrils repeatedly, yet he manages to keep a semi-clear mind while stepping closer. Both their Mon's hearts are beating faster and faster in excitement, as the male finally reaches the female.
"I hope you like berry flavor~" She continues her tease, knowing that her pheromones are corrupting his mind slowly. The Nidorina's juices begin to flow in anticipation while she keeps wiggling her rear.
Lowering himself to face her nether lips, the Wartortle finds himself being extremely close to her crotch. His blue body is shaking minorly as he hesitates to lick her. Noticing this, the female grins deviously as she suddenly moves backwards, pressing her wet crotch against his lips. "Wha-mppf~" The male's sentence was interrupted as he feels he poison-types nether lips touching his skin. Her juices are moistening his lips and slowly begin to run down his face, breaking the male. Giving in to his needs the turtle places his paws on the female's sides before he pressing his face against her folds, as he opens his mouth so lick up her juices. The male shudders in delight after taking his first lick, gulping down a bit of her nectar. Her delicious fluids remind of a combination of different berries, having an overall sweet taste. "A-Ahh~" A quiet moan escapes the Nidorina's lips as the Wartortles tongue rubs against her folds, and encouraged by her lusty noises he decides to lick faster.
More of her tasty wetness runs down his face as he presses himself against the source, pushing his tongue into the squishy folds to gather more of her sweet juices. The poison-type's loud groans of pleasure only encourage him to do more, and thus he slowly begins to rub her inner soft flesh with his tongue. She has problems to keeping up the seductive wiggling as she feels the Wartortle exploring her private parts. Pressing her claws into the earth to get a better stand the Mon leans back, enjoying the received pleasure while she starts to pant in desire and need. Shuddering in pure bliss she spreads her hind legs a bit more, allowing the male to have his way with her.
"Ah-aggh~ P-please..d-don't stop~" She begs him as her body trembles in joy. Red blushes appear all over her blue body, as she closes her eyes. The female's tongue rolls out of her open maw, exhaling heavily in delight while the Wartortle licks wet nether regions. Losing himself he never wants this moment to end, licking over her labia before he changes his tactic. He encases the poison-type's pearl with his lips before gently beginning to suck on it. Carefully the turtle begins to suckle on her clit, earning louder groans of delight from the Nidorina, but eager to show her how much he loves this, the male begins to move his tongue in circles around her pearl. Her delectable taste fills his mouth repeatedly, extremely arousing himself. The Wartortle's member slowly begins to harden between his legs, yet he holds himself back from just shoving his rod inside of her. She's panting heavily by now, having problems to hold back her moans. Never had anyone pleasured her in the way he did, shaking in complete ecstasy as the male suddenly focused on her little pearl.
"Nnngh...k-keep g-going~" She gasps out, being blinded by the lusty situation. Something what feels like a pressure starts building inside of her, growing faster as the Wartortle increases the speed of his caressing. The emotion's pressure increases rapidly, and knowing that her incoming climax is inevitable she presses her claws into the forest ground to let it happen. The Nidorina screams out as she climaxes. The orgasm's wave is rushing through her body, causing her head to spin, while moving backwards again to push her wet crotch against the male's face. Her fluids are flowing out of her, yet the water-type tries to drink down as much of possible in an attempt to savor more of her flavor. The male gulps them down eagerly, and as the flow slowly dies off he steps back, revealing his drenched face. He admires the sight he's having now. Admiring the blushed, shivering and panting Mon in front of him, gazing at her dripping wet private parts.
"Seems like someone really enjoyed herself there..." He begins to mock her playfully, stepping back after placing a kiss on her tail.
"W-We...a-are not done yet.." She replies while catching some breath, upon seeing the Wartortles erection after turning around, towards him. Not waiting for an answer she moves towards the turtle, still being on all fours. Her body's still trembling in the orgasm's aftermath, yet she wants to return the favor. The female's eyes are staring onto his throbbing cock, spectating a small precum running down the length. _"Seems like i'm not the only one who enjoyed the session~" _She thinks to herself while watching the overwhelmed male as her sudden squirt caught him off-guard. Already knowing how she's gonna surprise him, she dashes forwards and quickly encases his rod with her lips, welcoming it in her warm mouth. Hearing the Wartortle exhaling in bliss only motivates the poison-type, thus she begins to suck on his trembling cock. The water-type's clear but unexpected flavor fills the female's mouth, reminding her of fresh natural spring water. Gasps are escaping his lips upon experiencing her surprising dedication, and as if it's a primal reflex he places his claws on her head.
After a short smirk she begins to repeatedly move her head back and forth, enjoying the his groans in bliss. During her bobbing the turtle begins to move his hips, pounding the Nidorina's mouth while she was blowing him. Breathing through her nose she decides to let him have some fun, knowing that her pheromones made the male give in to his needs by now. Blinded by lust he begins to thrust his trembling shaft into the eager lady's mouth, shuddering as her warm and wet surroundings are welcoming his member. He slowly increases the pace of his pounding by moving his hip faster, shoving more of his throbbing rod into her maw with every thrust. The pheromones corrupted him a while ago, reducing his mind to his primal urges; Mating. His body shudders shortly as he notices her tongue starting to rub over his cock's tip, licking his sticky precum. She hums against his length, savoring the musky but fresh flavor, filling him with sheer bliss.
Affected by the poison-type's scent he's losing himself in a world of need and lust, enjoying this wonderful situation. Confirming his inner need by moaning loudly he pulls her head closer, forcing her to deepthroat his erection. The Wartortle gasp shortly, the female's muffled groans only stir up his inner spark of joy, making it a bonfire of delight. The sudden show of dominance vaguely impresses her, yet she has troubles to hold back her gag reflex in the first moment. Hearing him moaning louder and more frequently she begins to make press her lips more against his shaft, in which he feels incredibly amounts of pleasure. The turtle bites his lower lip with closed eyes, wanting to impress the female by showing endurance, but it's no use.
The passion builds up inside of the water-type, making it hard for him to even stand on his legs without shaking. It's growing stronger with every minute, making him to fuck her mouth faster in return. More precum is gulped by the Nidorina's, being eager to make him blow his load while covering more of his erection with her saliva. "A-ahh, f-fuck~" He groans out as the pressure inside of him becomes too much for the needy Mon to handle. His body squirms as he gives in to the orgasm, not holding himself back any longer. Doing one last strong thrust he releases his load, groaning out as the creamy cum fills her mouth. She feels a new, slightly bitter liquid appearing inside of her warm mouth, and eager to milk him dry she starts to suck harder on the male's dick. His erection trembles while he fills her, but after feeling her tongue licking the tip of his shaft again he retrieves his member, pulling it out of her mouth. Sperms are dripping onto the ground, as his length leaves her wet insides, covering the forest ground with both of their juices. Some cum runs down the Nidorina's lower lip, causing her to giggle. Seeing the shivering turtle being exhausted but pleasured makes a blush appear on her light blue face
"Hmm~ Seems like you restrained yourself quite a lot~" She says, catching some breath after gulping down the remains of his cum, giving him some time to build up an answer.
"I a-absolutely loved it!" The Wartortle exclaims shortly as he hears her voice. Still overwhelmed by the climax and its aftermath he just decided to reply with anything. His exhaustion starts to make itself known, yet he steps closer to plant a passionate kiss on the poison-type's forehead. Hearing her giggle in response, he picks up the talk again.
"Do you.." The blushing male begins to ask, hoping that she won't get the question the wrong way since he has no sexual intentions while saying this. "...want to stay with me at my pond? Like for a while, or maybe longer?"
The female tilts her head for a moment before she nods with a smile. "I would love to~" At first she was unsure what his reason for inviting her might be, but after looking into his clear eyes she understood what's going on.
The two satisfied Mons hug each other one last time before they start to move, fighting their way through bushes towards his pond, as both finally found what they were searching for: Someone to love and have fun with.