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Plaisir Stories- Late-Night Joysticks

To any onlooker who was in the know, the sight would have been painful to watch... one hunter, so badly dominating the feebler prey. With such ease did the pain keep coming...

"Rrrrgh, come on... come on... almost there..." Dozi, that ever rigorous Lycanroc, let out a soft huff as that leering form leant forwards towards his target. Those sharp claws gripped ever tighter... this would be it, this was his final moment! Now he'd go in for the kill...

"A-AAAAH! No! I can't get away! Get off me!" A panicked cry came from the Lopunny under Dozi's influence, a more timid, yet ever steadfast Lopunny. Ziggy's bunny ears were drooped down so late at night, but kept perking up at each intense wave of adrenaline that shot through him in his pressing times... the experience was causing him to sweat just a little bit in fact, though that was also in part due to how hot their entire room had gotten.

"Hah, that's right, scream! No one's coming to help you now, heheheh." A small drip of sweat was going down the cheek fur of that rock type as well by now... he'd waited far too long for this moment. Too much careful preparation... the air of that room had become so overly hot and damp that it was making said rock type aura lose its usual edge, but he was persisting. Oh, how he persisted...

"No... No! NO! AAAAGH!" Ziggy let out a pathetic whine, right at the top of his voice, the shrieks of pain resonating around them- yet snuffed out by the industrial-grade soundproofing of that Pokémon brothel's wall insulation. It was already too late.

Ziggy was dead...

"HAHAH! I win again!" Swaying his controller high in the air, Dozi finally blew out a soft sigh of relief, his panting soft and victorious, far better off a state than that exhausted Lopunny who was gripping their controller more tightly. He mulled over a two-second debate to toss it to the ground, before ultimately deciding to let it land more safely next to the games console.

How long had it been now? Hours? The basement level of Café Plaisir made it all the more difficult to see what time it was. Only the digital clock next to the television revealed the planet's temporal secrets- '02:37 AM'. That was about four hours of non-stop videogaming now. And Ziggy had lost each and every match.

This was his first night at Plaisir. He could still scarcely believe this was all going down... just like when one wears a watch or a hair bobble for a long period of time, Ziggy could still feel the presence of that dog cock deep inside his windpipe, strained from the effort he put in for his interview trial. Dozi had fucked his throat raw. It no longer ached, but every time he thought about it, he couldn't help but gasp for breath slightly. Was it unpleasant? A little bit, but at the same time it also wasn't. It was a difficult sensation to perfectly pinpoint, even to himself.

"Bluuuuh! I don't wanna play this anymore." The rabbit couldn't help but pout now. Stupid first-person shooters and their stupid skill-requirements. He didn't think he'd have THIS hard a time against a QUADRUPED.

"Hah, sounds like ragequit talk to me, bunny. I can go another round!" The cocky wolf was grinning a little. Ziggy only stuck his tongue out in return, before throwing his arms up, flopping back into the huge pile of messy bedsheets on the floor.

"Aaaahhhh! I just can't seem to wrap my head around these shooter games... everyone's coming at me from all angles, and I keep getting taken out from behind and... uuuugh, stuff!"

"Well, what kinda videogames DO ya play then, Ziggs?" Dozi left the game on pause for the purpose of flopping back down next to him. His feral shape left his underbelly exposed and pointing upwards, though like with most Pokémon his forelimbs had just that little bit more dexterity than the typical feral, allowing him to rest his muzzle on one of those obsidian claws, glancing to a more tentative Lopunny.

Ziggy, who had resigned to relaxing his stubby arms behind his head, blew out a soft sigh in the initial response. His unique blue hue of eyes stared back up towards that blank ceiling. Usually white in colour, it hung above a dark grey due to the game being the only source of illumination the room had to spare.

"I dunno... Platformers? Rhythm games... The odd RPG is fun."

"Aaaahrf. No multiplayer games then?"

"Nah... not really." Ziggy finally looked back to Dozi, returning a little grin. The last of the adrenaline was wearing down again, the tiredness slowly beginning to settle in the wake of that energy burst. While he always strived to appear as cute as possible, even Ziggy looked a tad worse for wear at this time of night. Though apparently this was still prime time for the various other places in Plaisir. It at least made Ziggy thankful that their room was still nice and quiet.

"Oh... fair enough I guess."

Another sigh form Ziggy quickly turned into a slow yawn. The two of them had lost what to say for a minute or so, simply just lying there, staring...

Neither spoke, but each knew what the other was thinking. It was the same thing, really. The weight of the earlier evening, for different reasons, was etched firmly into both their minds. In the case of that Lopunny, it was the feeling of a first...

Zach, his human partner, was all he'd ever known sexually. It was hard to think about, but he'd never even really seen much of Pokémon penises up until now. Not in person, anyway. Thus, despite being a Pokémon himself... it was almost like he was going into this from a human's perspective, a human mindset towards all of these new and strange penises now seemingly offered out for his paws.

Still... to that end, with a human mindset came a human standard of taboos... and with that came a secret pleasure for embracing such taboos. In this case, Ziggy couldn't stop himself from just staring at that huge dog...

The smell probably didn't help with anything. He'd never admitted it to anyone before, only hinted occasionally towards Zach, but Ziggy was absolutely obsessed with that feral, musky smell of cum and lust. It was musty enough to make the average joey want to go numb and faint, especially as it permeated all the sheets. As per what Dozi had said previously, the stench was usually a tad fainter, just enough to be noticed at far proximity, adding to the illusion of the wild animal. But now, after they'd been in that hot room for so long, all that was gone.

The other main component was the feral nature itself. Nothing said guilty pleasure like a quadruped as far as Ziggy was concerned. Actually the whole thing had begun late one night whilst he was on the road... he'd been up late one night, scouring through some of the more obscure porn sites as one occasionally did, and had come across a particular video which caught his gaze... 'HOT BRUNETTE TRAINER LOVES HER DIRTY HOUNDOOM' in all its clickbait 360p glory. Granted it wasn't the highest quality video he'd seen by a long shot... but form there, it was like opening Pandora's box to a whole new dimension of secret lust. The idea of just... a wild Pokémon, going at it inside you, driven only by instinct, taking what it wanted from the delightfully willing subs underneath...

And now, here it was... here HE was. And there lay the Lycanroc...

The whole thing was too overpowering for the young bunny. The idea of a such a strong-smelling feral animal mounting him did nothing but drive him completely up the wall, and was at least in some part the culprit to why Ziggy had been so distracted during their game session.

All these thoughts circled by, over and over in Ziggy's head for a few seconds, with enough weight that he almost didn't noticed just how much his heartbeat had shot up with his own body temperature, which Dozi more than took notice of, and advantage of.

"Awwww, what's-a matter Ziggs? Still got something left to give after you took me down the throat?"

With a more flushed expression, Ziggy's paws nervously went to his own crotch, trying to cover up his smaller sheath bulge... he knew it was stupid, they'd literally just fucked after all! But the idea of him admitting that part of his attraction was because Dozi was like a feral animal... the human taboo was a source of both blessing and curse.

Still... it wasn't like he could hide his own arousal for long. Slowly nodding, Ziggy took in a deep breath, getting another lungful of that humid air. It only served to make the bunny all the more driven. Staring back over the Lycanroc's form, however, showed that Dozi's sheath had the exact same idea. One eyebrow was raised amongst that cocky grin, with the first of a hot, slick tip poking out from his sheath- A sheath that was, for lack of a better phrase, completely and utterly damp with what Ziggy could only assume was a build-up of leftover cum, pre and sweat... Arceus... the smell... it was making it so much harder to think straight.

"Ahrf! Heheh, just as I thought." Dozi was giving Ziggy not a single inch of wriggle room on this one. "Still, gotta say... most people turn away when I get to smell this strongly. Could it be we just discovered one of your first kinks?"

"K... Kink... yeah..."

Ziggy's paws slid upwards again, strings of his own pre following in suit. He began rolling over onto his side, underbelly firmly pressed against the shaggy pelt of that huge dog, before those stubby paws came back down on Dozi's belly. Ziggy's head rested just under one of Dozi's forelimbs, which wrapped around slowly, a trio of obsidian claws gliding down his back. The first of the late-night moans came from that particular touch.

"R-Rrrrgh! A-Ahrf!" He seemed to enjoy the bellyrubs at least, one hind leg kicking out a little in an instinctive twitch. The newly familiar canine shape was making itself more and more known, heavy spurts of precum adding to the slick fur, coming up ever closer to one of Ziggy's paws. It was only now, staring at it with a more glazed, hungry expression did the Lopunny finally find a coherent sentence.

"Th-The smell is... it's like, nothing else..."

"Heh... turned on by the smell and sight of a wild animal, are ya?"

Ziggy suddenly glanced up again, as if he'd just been caught murdering someone! In the haze, he tried to get out a first response, but could only muster a tiny whine, followed by the ironically wild sounding of his own species name.

"L-Lop?!"

The musk was working very heavily in conjunction with his own tiredness to ensure that those higher reasoning skills were as numbed as possible. He dug deep to continue his use of human language.

"No! I-I mean... yeah but... not... y-you know, maybe a little bit... you don't think... that's kinda bad?"

Ziggy was asking very genuinely there, and was taken aback slightly as a marvellously entertained, albeit empathetic laughter came from that rock type creature. His four obsidian spikes seemed to glimmer softly in the glow of the television screen.

"If I were against it, you think I'd be makin' it my main selling point at Plaisir? Hell no! Heck half my customers specifically request that I just use noises and act like an animal. If I were against that i'd be making peanuts."

Ziggy was in relief again, a half-cough half-pant expelling the shock just as quickly as it had arisen. It was true... at a place like this, anything Ziggy would admit to probably wouldn't be half as bad as some of the kinkiest people through these doors... And by now both of them had re-grown back to full mast for the first time since their first fuck (naturally Dozi was the stand-out winner in the size department).

"Still, it's often hard to find people who'll stand me when I smell this bad, heh. Let alone someone who seems to get super turned on by it. I can almost never find someone to get me off when I'm in this state. 'Weeeeh, take a bath, Dozi. You stink, Dozi. I'll blast your ass with water myself if you don't wash, Dozi!'"

The Lycanroc, gave a somewhat sinister grumble at that last mocking remark, mumbling something about flowers, Ziggy couldn't quite tell. With a little more confidence, Ziggy took it on himself to shuffle out from that forepaw, taking advantage of the brief distraction the wolf had put himself into and slowly kneeling up beside him.

The subtly drooling rabbit took in a more drawn-out breath, this one more to get himself focused.

The first thing Dozi felt came just after what Dozi saw, which was Ziggy swiftly turning around, kneeling between those hind legs and practically diving headfirst deep into the steamy haze of Dozi's feral scent, right between his bulging cum sack and the base of that glazed knot. One paw each held onto the wolf's shaft to keep it steady, stroking very slowly up and down for good measure.

Oh, he could feel it now... really feel it. Like with most non-human cocks, veins were mostly small, save a few thick ones here and there which he could feel pulsating, yet much of that pulsation was throughout the whole cock at once. Furthermore, with each movement, there was a slimy noise from the way those paws rubbed against the stiff, smooth yet pleasantly squishy canine flesh, completely drenched in a layer of thick precum. And Dozi, while a little shocked, immediately settled into a more pleasant murr, keeping himself still for the little rabbit to explore.

"Seems like I don't have to wait any longer, huh? Mmmmhhhh... damn... get right in here, heheh..."

With a mouth hung open, it wasn't long before he went in for another taste, and oh if Dozi didn't taste as strong as he smelled, just like earlier in the evening, only far riper with the lingering pre. In those azure eyes, one would have been able to see metaphorical heart-shapes forming form the way he relished each lick. He was less stroking that shaft now and more hugging against it for the purpose of rubbing the concoction of juices into his own fur. He was licking repeatedly past that knot, towards the tip, getting as much of the vein-pulsating shaft as he could along the way.

Dozi was about to make another comment, but at the very moment he parted his muzzle to speak, so did the Lopunny widen his own mouth to start gulping the first parts of that thick canine cock into his mouth. The two paws had shuffled down to the base of Dozi's even thicker knot, holding it as best as possible. Ziggy had heard about this... and had felt it somewhat during the first fuck, but he needed to confirm it for himself.

Sure enough, all Ziggy was hearing form the wolf now was a string of scuffles, hungry sniffs and pleasured whines: undignified, but Dozi hardly seemed to care. And Ziggy by now was completely lost in his own world, being at such proximity causing him to lose his mind entirely with the smells of that length. As such, he was immediate to shove his head down further, the first parts of that narrow neck beginning to stretch itself slowly outwards once more in the perfect shape of Dozi's shaft. Normal-type durability at its finest, for sure. In spite of the dull ache, his persistence was at an all-time-high.

Dozi was all the more willing to return the gesture, his hips giving an unruly shove upwards to increase the depth of that bulge. Sensations of the rabbit's warm inner flesh stretching over and around his cock, moulding to it perfectly were just far too lucrative for any self-respecting Lycanroc to resist. On top of that, those thick squirts of pre now started to fly out from the extra stimulation his knot was receiving, those paws being the true source of instinct for Dozi right now. The base of a canine's knot: so sensitive, so riddled with nerve endings that even the slow sucking and stroking would be more than enough to take him over the edge far quicker than usual.

Meanwhile, Ziggy took those extra hip thrusts as best as he could, holding himself down and letting off a deep, deliberate gag, coughing up some of his thicker saliva from the depths on his gullet which caused a sloppy gargling sound as he did so. Eventually, however, Ziggy felt a bit of a natural wall in his throat and opted to keep to medium depth for now. Not that he doubted his ability to break through it, heck it had been broken today already, but he didn't want to overdo it. Tomorrow would be his first day on the job, who knows what, or indeed who, he'd end up doing. Besides, it was looking like Dozi was very much enjoying himself.

There was a brief pause. The sensation and sounds of a hot wet gulping came from the feeling of those squishy swells swallowing against the wolf's girth. The bunny's eyes were glazed into a feminine, loving stare, squeezing that knot with a gentle kneading as his throat slid itself slowly up and down. The constantly radiating smell of hot spunk from Dozi's sheath all but overpowered the poor mind of the bunny, into a state of trance that had him slowly bobbing his head up and down, saliva feely trickling down the sides of that length with each motion. The noises were more pronounced than ever, slurping, heavy gulping, gagging and re-gulping, Dozi could swear that it was at least somewhat deliberate, although once again he wasn't remotely complaining.

The sucking continued onwards, each time that tapered tip touched and teased against the tentatively tempting tract further down into Ziggy's throat, each time that wall of flesh closed off just enough to squish the head and prevent further progress. To Dozi, it was especially teasing for his pulsating cock, which felt like it was being drawn-out from cumming as much as possible with those knot-strokes. The sensation that he could burst at any moment, yet never quite reaching it, and it was only causing his feral whines to get far more desperate.

It did nothing to stop Ziggy going faster, however. And such, with a hungrier determination, did he slide his throat back and forth, up and down over that wolven length with such tender service that it was about the only thing stopping Dozi from reaching out with one of those obsidian claws, clutching the scruff of fur at the back of the Lopunny's head and shoving him downwards right past that feeble flesh wall where it belonged.

Or at least it was enough to stop Dozi for a few minutes.

Sure enough, Ziggy felt that paw interrupt his steady rhythm, the stone claw blades pressing firmly into the back of his neck to aid in a ferocious push, jamming that cock down to have Ziggy's lips kiss the knot. A knot which seemed to very suddenly burst to almost twice its size from the sudden increase in pleasure. The Lopunny's whole neck bulged with that magnificent cock shape, a more genuine gag being followed by very rapid gulping, as a growl of thunderous pleasure from the wolf was suited to his orgasm. The wondrous mix of smells and tastes being rounded off with the main event: the thick spunk of that shaggy dog flowed like a dream down Ziggy's throat, slightly tearful eyes rolling back. What corners of his lips could still move, the Lopunny was giving a dumb, satisfied smile, gulping down every last drip very voluntarily, previous hang-ups about his throat melted away with the supply of fresh seed.

It lasted just under a minute in total, with that pulsating knot pressing against Ziggy's nose, instinctive bucking of Dozi's hips pressing it firmly into him, before the wolf finally dragged a coughing, spluttering, and euphorically panting Lopunny from his spent rod, just as easily dropping him into the sticky mess of cum and pre that his sheath still was... in fact it was worse now.

"Oh... Ah man... Ziggs..." Dozi, also focusing on catching his breath a little, lay there rather numb at this point, simply grinning to himself as his hips rolled around the heavily-breathing bunny.

"If I knew that a heavy musk would drive you to do that on our first night then I'd have prepared myself specially for it. I think you and I are gonna get fast friends here, heh... heck, I might even stop washing myself when I'm not on duty just for you, how does that sound, eh?"

There was no response.

"Yo... Ziggs?"

The heavy breathing of the Lopunny continued. Their eyes were closed...

"Shit, you didn't did you?" Dozi was talking more hushed now, leaning in to gently prod the Lopunny's nose with the tip of his slowly retreating member.

"H-Hah... you've fallen asleep to breathing my crotch scent, seriously? Alright, you got me there contest bunny, THAT'S a first..."

Dozi poked the Lopunny once more for good measure. A final spurt of seed went right on their nose, which seemed to cause the tiniest little unconscious moan from the rabbit. Utterly adorable.

With a final pat on the head, reclining into a more comfy position of his own, Dozi switched off that television and allowed sleep to claim him as well. Hard times, tough times... Dozi had certainly been through his fair share of moment where he thought Arceus was laughing at his life form above. But this? This was a reward fit for Arceus himself... Oh how he looked forward to living with this one...