FSE

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"Reina, hurry up! The storm could start any minute," Garchomp shouted, glancing back at his partner. The Noivern wasn't far behind him, but being the faster flying species, it was laziness that he was still behind.

The dragon duo was high up in the sky just below the clouds, but the darkness in those clouds spelt of their current predicament. Orre Academy wasn't too far from them, but with thunder rumbling every minute or so, it was wrong to not be nervous.

"The wind isn't helping!" Reina cried back. He was trying his hardest to glide, but said wind would make his body tilt or turn in the wrong direction. "It might actually be better to walk."

"What, across those snowy mountains full of ice types? You have a death wish or something?" Garchomp said, facing forward again. He thought he heard a grumble of complaint as a reply, and left it at that.

Minutes of struggled flying later, the gigantic school came into sight. They were in the home stretch, and Garchomp's heart began to rest easy. He stretched his body out and glided forwards at full speed, only to flip out to an absolute stop when a violent explosion of thunder rumbled above him. Noivern stopped at the same time, steadily flapping his wings beside him.

"You sense something, Drake?" Reina asked.

Drake didn't answer, getting the slightest bit unnerved by the smooth, womanly voice of Reina. The Noivern didn't sound as bothered as he should have been.

"The last time I saw weather this bad, I was in Hoenn. It was believed that a human had upset the region's god of the sea," Drake said, his eyes thinning at the oncoming storm around them.

"Well we're pretty far from Hoenn right now. And this place is known for its shoddy weather, so," Reina said. Drake didn't move, continuing to squint at the surroundings. "You're not scared, are you?"

"Hmm? Scared of what?"

"You're totally scared! Like a little girl scared of a little rain," Reina said, starting to cackle with laughter.

"Me, a little girl? You serious?" Drake said, scratching his face. "I'm saying this isn't natural. We're here, but we need to be careful. Anything could happen."

"If you say so," Reina said, taking off ahead. Drake watched him until he was a few metres behind before soaring off after him.

It took them a good while to get back still, but they flew side by side in silence the whole way, half expecting Drake's warning to come true. At its worst the wind was strong enough to hurt their faces and blur their vision a bit, chilling and irritating to look through. But for these mighty dragon types, that was nothing more than a detriment to their speed, and before long, they were walking amongst the academy grounds.

"The staff are bringing everybody in. That means the weather's gonna be dangerous for a while," Drake said, observing the gathering Pokémon.

"Scaredy-Meowth," Reina said. "Don't worry. A little wind isn't gonna blow up your skirt or anything."

Drake stopped and eyed the Noivern. Part of him always felt that Reina was more of a girl than their appearance implied, from the way they styled and coloured their mane, to the habitual stances and movements they often showed. Even now with Reina giggling at him, the Noivern's arms were together and covering their front, like a maid patiently awaiting an order from their master.

Because of that, being called a woman actually hurt. Now he wasn't opposed to Pokémon having feminine preferences, but he personally always felt he had to steer away from that as much as possible. As such, he ensured that his body was tough, toned and muscular where it counted, and the only accessories he ever dared to wear were pieces of armour to protect himself in battle. Right now, he wore nothing but an offended expression, caring not for the sanitary of his appearance. As long as he was ready to stand up to any Pokémon and fight a formidable battle like any strong male should, he didn't need to worry about anything else.

"Let's just go already," Drake said, leading the way.

"Don't worry Drakey. Your dress isn't gonna get soaked," Reina said, still giggling. Drake growled without turning around, but as the teasing continued, his steps turned into slight stomps, and his fangs began to grind together a bit.

Ignoring Reina's childish jokes, Drake was glad to be back. Their latest mission had them travel out quite far, so they were low on supplies and hadn't been home for nearly a week. It was no secret that he loved Reina and vice versa, but with such a tough quest on their backs and draining necessities to keep them going, they didn't have much time to do couple things. He was happier that Reina was safe than he was that they were back at the academy with a mission success, but with the Noivern cracking jokes that personally hurt him, he couldn't help but feel the sensitive tightrope they were walking on.

"Hey, Reina," Drake said quietly. They had been taking care of a few reports, restocking their items, and other boring chores, so they were alone and had time. "Mind... cooling it down a little?"

"Cooling it down?" the bat replied.

"The girl jokes. Like, I'm not a girl. I dunno where that came from, but it stopped being funny a while ago," Drake said, stopping.

"That is the girliest thing you've said since I started making them," Reina snickered, scratching Drake's chest. "Sure buddy. If you're that sensitive about your manhood."

"It's not about being sensitive. It's just... forget it. We're both tired. We should both get some rest," he said, shaking his head.

"Sure. But first, I need grub. I'll catch you at the den in a bit!"

With that, Reina skipped off, his tail wagging happily behind him. Drake waited until he was out of sight in the hallway before turning and focusing on himself, suddenly feeling disgusted that he was holding a scarf so delicately. Yeah it was a Pecha Scarf that declined poisoning, but it was pink, soft, and suddenly too girly for him.

"Wait, no. What am I thinking? This is an important item for exploration. I can't just get rid of it," he realised, resisting tearing it up. He put it amongst his other equipment items, all armour sets and other tools that went with his dark colour preferences. "Damn it, Reina. I'll show you who's the girl around here."

...

That night was just as bothersome. The dragons slept in a large, rocky den with individual nests of hay and leaves, separated by a huge fire to keep them warm. They had built the den together right in the middle of Orre Academy's open grounds, making their own house separated from the main building itself. This way, they could get up to any personal activities they wished without disturbing the other students who were normally packed together in the dorm room area.

Even here though, Drake had lost the mood to do anything romantic. He was conscious of everything he did even when Reina wasn't around, trying to make sure he didn't look too 'girly' while he did it. From washing himself to setting the fire, to even the way he crouched and laid down to sleep. Reina never once questioned him on it all, but he still felt he was being watched, judged, and all else. He was getting dangerously insecure, and he knew it, yet he couldn't bring himself to resist it.

At least until morning came. He woke up first, sleeping until well after the sun rose. Not that that mattered anyway, he was planning to stay indoors and rest up after their recent hard work. And that meant he could settle this insecurity for good.

First things first, though: morning wood. He had it, and he had it bad. He glanced at Reina's sleeping figure and growled, hatching a naughty plan. Perhaps he could kill two birds with one stone, and quite literally. He unsheathed his two cocks and stared at Reina's delicate, sleeping figure, envisioning his dominance for a moment. He didn't want to hurt the poor kid, but he needed a sense of payback.

"Hey, Reina. Get up," he said, tapping the Noivern. Reina squirmed and groaned. "Wake up dang it."

"Huh... what time is it?" Reina gurgled, scratching his eyes.

"Had enough beauty sleep yet, darling?" he said.

"Oh it's late, huh...?" Reina replied, stretching. He remained lying down on his back, taking a lengthy moment to realise what had just been said. "Wait. Darling? What?"

Drake smiled mischievously. "Yeah we get to have a lazy day alright. But even ladies have some morning duties to take care of."

Reina took a while to respond again, looking around cluelessly until his eyes settled on Drake's hemipenes. "Oh. You're a horny beast again."

"Yeah. And you're gonna service them like the good lil' wife you are," he continued, standing over the Noivern.

Reina's face flushed a deep red and his own member went hard, though it sat within its sheath. He gawked up at Drake with surprise and slight lust, half expecting the Garchomp to ride him right there and then. His legs and tail went between Drake's, and his wings were coiled and ready for an intimate cuddle.

But Drake didn't move. He stood over him like a dominant giant, those two long, dripping hemipenes glistening with moisture and more than ready for action.

"Get that pussy of yours wet. 'Cos I'm gonna rut you silly, babe," Drake said, keeping that cheeky smile and arousing growl in his voice.

"What do you mean? I-I don't have a pussy," Reina replied, looking away and still blushing.

Drake leaned forward very suddenly, making the tips of their noses press against one another. Reina gawked at him again, shivering at the heated breath brushing against him. He could feel the head of one of Drake's cocks pressing against the entrance of his rear a bit, and instinctively raised both his wings to curl them around the Garchomp's back, lovingly bringing him closer.

"Looks like you get the idea," Drake said, licking his lips. He thrust his hips and pushed one of his cocks right into the Noivern's rear, causing Reina to let out a high-pitched squeak. "Aww. Quite a cute noise, don't ya think?"

"Sh-shaddup," Reina whined, looking away.

His anal passage clenched around the Garchomp's meat painfully, but that wasn't exactly a new feeling to him. It was something he wouldn't get used to, as any movements would send a rough, burning feeling that caused him to whine every time. Drake was always rough on him, but that was what he loved about mating with him. Starting with the burning in his rear, then gradually feeling it grow into blissful pleasure as he was filled with precum, he wouldn't have it any other way.

And with Drake already wet, it wasn't long before that pleasure was sneaking its way through him. Reina moaned aloud as he was ploughed, his chest and mane grinding against his mate's with increasing heat and force. He couldn't help but tighten his claws and dig into the Garchomp's back a bit, trying his hardest to help Drake's movements and drive him deeper into his rear.

"You like that, huh? You like the way I drill your ass?" Drake growled, licking the Noivern's face. "Geez, you're cumming like a girl already. Getting' tighter than a knot, you are. I ain't even gotten to your pussy yet."

"It's- p-pussy?" Reina said, huffing weakly.

"Yeah, right. You got a pussy. And you're my pussy. I'm gonna fill them holes 'till you're screaming," Drake growled, freezing up.

Reina's breath stopped just as sharply, and he looked up at Drake with a bit of disappointment. One of the Garchomp's wet, hardened cocks was deep in his ass, while the other was being positioned toward the Noivern's sheath. Before he could question what was happening, Drake thrust hard again, shoving that second erection right into Reina's sheath, ignoring the fact that he hadn't even let his member go free yet. Their dicks grinded against each other in the tight space, making him let out another loud, feminine whine.

"You like that huh? Your pussy and your ass both plugged at once," Drake said, unable to help but release a heavy puff of breath of his own. He was sure that Reina's sheath and passage were squeezing down on him tighter than any real vagina could, and if it got any tighter, he wouldn't be lasting much longer. He had to take a moment to settle his breath before humping forward again, driving his dicks as deep in as they would go before pulling back up to the tip.

Even with those careful movements, the speed at which he pounded Reina was what brought them most of their pleasure. Both dicks were squeezed all around by tight, pulsing flesh that smeared blazing hot precum all over them, overflowing so much that the clear substance squirted out from the Noivern's holes with each thrust in, soaking their scales and the hay beneath them. Each time Drake thrust, he pushed until his hemipenes weren't visible within Reina, feeling the heads of his cocks squish against the tip of Reina's insides and that still sheathed member, which in turn sent an overwhelming pulse of pleasure through to Drake. It kept him growling and speeding up, forcing him to hold back with all his strength, lest he finish too quickly.

"Oh gods, Dr-Drake," Reina cried out at the top of his voice. He squirmed side to side as his body rocked with pleasure, getting louder and higher pitched as his climax crept up on him.

"Go on, scream for me. Say it out loud you little slut!" Drake said, digging his claws into the hay beside Reina to trap him in place. "Tell me how much you like your little pussy fucked!"

"It's- not- oh gods," he squeaked, tensing up.

"Say it!" Drake shouted.

"D-Drake- my pussy- oh gods, cumming!" Reina squealed, tensing up tightly.

Drake couldn't help but slow the slightest bit, feeling the Noivern's body clench around him so viciously that he almost gave up his own load right there and then. Their bodies went tight and rigid, nails curling and arms clenching, yet Drake kept slamming into him with more force than before, sucking in a deep breath. "Not yet you little girl. We cum- together!"

But Reina couldn't stand it. The way those thick dicks pounded into him, grinding against all his insides like a piston set to overdrive, his senses had dulled to nothing but pleasure. He held back as best he could, but before he knew it, cum was erupting from his member, splattering all over the one dick that was plugging his sheath. He cried out at such a high pitch he was almost silent as spurt after spurt fired out and filled him to the brim, very soon overflowing and splashing all around as Drake continued to smash his ass and sheath without restraint. It coated their crotches in heated stains of white, a sloppy, squishy sound coming from their act as Reina's belly began to bloat up a bit from all the cum stuffed into it.

The Garchomp wasn't much better, though. With his breath held and body so tensed up, it actually hurt a bit to keep going at the speed his was moving. He wanted to comment on the feminine squeal Reina help let out, but couldn't manage anything better than a few growls at gradually reducing tone. The cum splattering against his crotch only served to arouse him even more, and before he knew it, he flew down and cradled the Noivern in the tightest hug he could manage, back arched as he let out a great roar into the air.

Cum flooded Reina's ass in thick, gooey spurts comparable to a Pokémon's water gun, filling him to the brim and beyond in just a few seconds. It quickly overflowed and gushed out around Drake's cocks as each plentiful spurt fired into his already full sheath, staining their crotches all the more as the lack of room forced it out.

For Reina though, he hadn't felt a sensation quite like this before. The talk of having a pussy seemed to excite him, and being filled via that pussy only pushed that further. The thought of Drake's cum bloating out his belly, warming his insides and staining his inner walls had never felt this satisfying in reality. It was so euphoric that his vision had gone blurry and faded, able to feel nothing but the heat and embrace of his mate above him. The Garchomp's claws were digging sharply into his back, but he didn't care, he was happy feeling all that cum, warm breath, and the tight knots of Drake's hemipenes locking the two together this closely.

What felt like minutes later, the energy of the duo finally returned, and Drake was able to sit up, leaning over the Noivern still. Reina looking up at him with a claw by his mouth, meeting the Garchomp's cheeky smile with a childish, confused glare.

"D-Drake," he whined quietly.

"You ain't gonna tell me you've had enough already, are you? You still haven't admitted it," Drake snickered. Reina made a sound of confusion. "That you like it in your little pussy. You lil' lady."

"Oh... no, I was actually going to say that it's raining again," Reina said, pointing to the side.

Drake's eyes widened, and he looked to the window to see just that. The violent storm they had narrowly escaped yesterday was back in full force, pounding their den with so much force that the cave rumbled with the wind. He gawked at it for a while, but his attention was brought back by Reina scratching his face with a claw.

"It's fine... we were gonna stay indoors today anyway, right?" he said. Drake blinked at him.

"... Yeah," Drake replied, going back to smiling.

"Phew. I was about to say. I was worried you'd be done already," Reina giggled. "... 'Cos my pussy's not satisfied yet."