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Pokemon Story (NSFW) - A Bunny and Her Wolf

By J.C. Solis

Welcome to the World of Pokemon!

Pokemon, in this world, live their daily lives as intelligent, sentient individuals, often times living normal lives as they try to get throught the day. But sometimes, their ives reflect some of our own, in both innocent and sometimes somewhat... sexual ways. "Pokemon Story (NSFW)" tells the stories of pokemon who meet who have rather interesting, and often time exciting and romantic, encounters with each other. Often times there is drama, and other times there is dilemma and problems, but one thing for sure is this - Sex and Love conquer all.

The market of Lakeshire Town was bustling and flamboyant, with pokemon passing through and looking at the wares that sales-pokemon were selling: berries and produce, fine cutlery and dishware, pots and pans for cooking, and even toys stands for little kid pokemon to buy and play with, as well as much more. Today on this Spring afternoon, the sun was out and shining warmly on Lakeshire Town, only warming up the masses as they were basking in the sun's rays, with Winter's frozen grip having only left just three weeks ago. Flowers were in bloom, having come out of the frozen ground and onto the surface, where they too were warmed up by The Sun.

All the while, Genevieve was polishing the Fine China and Fine Silverware of her family's store front. The Lopunny was always busy handling the merchandice and selling them to prospective customers. Meanwhile, her Lopunny mother Liivia tended the incense and aromatics that the shop also sold.

"Another sale, another Pokemon Dollar made, Genevieve," said her mother.

"True," said Gen boringly. Today was a slow day, and not much mechandise was sold. "But it is so boring, mother. I wish I didn't have to tend to the store so much."

"And leave your poor, elderly mother with doing everything? Come now, Genevieve, you're the only one who can help me. Your older sisters are now married and off with their own lives. If not, then I'll be forced to hire someone to do the work you do."

"Oh yes, because Arceus forbid you need to spend money on a helper," chided Genevieve to her mother's stinginess. "Oh, but I wish I could go to the Lake Shire Meadows and glean and dance, just like when I was a Buneary."

"None of this nonsense, child!" scolded Liivia, putting an end to Genevieve's daydreams of sunshine. "You're an adult now, and a fully evolved Lopunny as well. It is time for you to act like one and take on the new responsibilities of being one. Don't tell me you plan on relying on your mother forever, will you?"

Gen couldn't make a good enough rebuttle. "Well... I... No, I guess not," she conceded.

Her Mother, though, realizing she had been too harsh on the young woman, decided it was best if she got some time to unwind. "I'm Sorry if my words cut too deep, Genevieve. But you are my youngest and last daughter, and I only want what is best for you. I understand that you need a break, if it suits you," said Liivia with a smile. "Why not go to the berry hut of Guru Bortus and pick up a few berries to eat for lunch? Don't forget to get some for your poor old mother, dear." At this, Genevieve smiled.

"Thanks, Mother. I'll be sure to get some for you too."

With this, Genevieve put away her store clothes and other things, and then she left the store and hopped away. She passed many types of pokemon on her way to Guru Bortus' berry hut: normal, fighting, dark, ghost, bug, fairy, psychic, grass, and even poison. Lakeshire Town was full of pokemon with plenty of pep in their steps and with places to be. She arrived at Bortus' store, but the Oranguru was nowhere to be found.

"Hello?" she called out as she entered the hut. "Mister Bortus? It's me, Genevieve. I've come for some berries." Not a single creak or response was given in return. With no one home, she took a hop back, but in doing so, she bumped into someone. "Pardon me, Mister-" she said as she turned around to apologize.

To her surprise, it wasn't Bortus who the Lopunny met, but a Lycanroc. According to its red fur, bipedal stance, and glowing red eyes, it was a Midnight form. "Welcome to Oranguru Bortus' Berry Hut," he said, according to his male voice, with a wolfish smile. "I'm his helping hand, Christopher. But you can call me Chris if want."

"Oh... um... hello, Chris," said nervously Gen to the toothy smile of the Lycanroc. "Is Mister Bortus coming back?"

"I am here, dear Genevieve," said an older and sage voice. Gen turned around to see the Oranguru sit on his stool chair. He groped at his white beard as he looked at the Lopunny with a smile. "Come to take home some delicious and ripe berries, are you? Have you come acquainted with my new assistant Christopher?"

"Uh... Yes, Mister Bortus. I've... made myself known to him."

"Good, good, yes. Christopher is my new helping hand. I hired him recently to help with the heavy lifting, for I grow old, and this old body of mine is not as strong as it used to be."

"Nonsense, Master Bortus," said Chris. "You may be getting in age, but you sent that pack of Mightyena packing when they tried to rob you last week."

"Oh dear. A robbery?" said Genevieve. "I didn't know."

"It was not a problem that needed major worry," said the sage pokemon. "I occasionally allow a berry or two be plucked for the children to taste, but robbing me of my Pokemon Dollars will be a lesson I'm sure Sheriff Magnezone will teach them not to do. Anyways, I'm guessing your dear, sweet mother sent you on your break, now didn't she? To pick up a basket of berries for a nice lunch?"

"Yes. How did you know that?" asked Gen.

The Oranguru just smiled. "Well, I'm a psychic type, my dear Genevieve. Some things are simply revealed to me," winked the sage pokemon. "Here's a basket," he said as he handed it to her. "Take all the berries you want... free of charge."

At this, Genevieve beamed. "For free? Why I couldn't possibly-"

"No, I insist. After all, it would only serve as thank for the incense your mother gave me the other day. Now my whole home smells of sage and rosemary, a combination I had no idea would mix so well." He then looked at Chris. "Now Christopher, lad, why not help her pick the berries that are the ripest?"

"At your orders, Master," smiled Chris. He then turned towards Genevieve. "I'll help you pick the berries, Miss Genevieve. Just show me or grab the ones you want," he said with cheery eyes.

"That would be wonderful, Chris. Thank you," Gen replied with a warm smile of her own. In no time, Genevieve had all the berries she and her mother liked. Chris wrapped the basket in wrapping newspaper to cover the berries on their trip to Genevieve's home. Once a good bye was given to both the Oranguru and Lycanroc, she hopped on her way back to mother. But the Lycanroc smiled toothly as she left. And a strange feeling began to muster in his heart. He knew then that she was the one.

"Master. I feel it. I think I found the one," he said.

"Ah, so you found a liking into the dear lopunny now, did you?" smiled Bortus. "How can you be so sure?" "

Yes she is. I very much think she is!" he said. "Her smile. Her demeanor. Her good natured heart and innocence. She is everything I could've wanted."

"Good," said Bortus. "Now that you've found who your heart has been searching, now is time to act. Go to her, while she still has a connection with you."

"I will, Master. I'll make her known to me" said the Lycanroc. "That I will most certainly do." Little did Guru Bortus know the true intentions Chris had for the Lopunny. And a sinister smile began to form on his face.

Upon returning home, Genevieve saw her mother packing away the merchandise in the chests and lockable shelves of the shop. "You sure took your while, sweetie," said Liivia. "Why, I had to take your role in selling the china, and I had many customers to come."

"Sorry, Mother," said Gen. "But I kept looking at the other shops and my curiosity got the best of me." "I hope that doesn't mean you spent all your money on nonsense, now did you?"

"Of course not, Mother. After all, I learned how to pinch pennies from you."

"Hah! I'll take that as a compliment then," said the older Lopunny. But the elderly Lopunny sensed a sort of dismay with her daughter. It emanated in an aura that even a daft riolu could detect.

"I still want to head over to Lake Shire meadows, near the lake shore."

Mama Lopunny smiled. "Well why are you asking me for permission? Your an adult now, Genevieve. It is time you live your life your way and follow your destiny."

"What happened to 'None of this nonsense?'" retorted Gen.

"Well that was because you were too busy daydreaming and shirking your work!" snapped the elderly Lopunny, but she calmed down and carried on. "But, it is now time for you to start making decisions your own. Soon, it will be time for you to choose a mate, my dear. Perhaps even a lover. I just hope that whoever you decide to stay with will be as kind and gentle as you are."

"Thank you, mother," said Gen as she hopped off to the meadows, all while Liivia was smiling at her daughter's fortune. She knew her mate to be would be coming soon. She just hoped that who she chooses or whoever chooses her shall be a dotting and loving mate.

Little did she know that the choice was already made for her daughter...

The meadows at sunset were beautiful and vast. Genevieve picked up a yellow daisy and sniffed its wonderful smell. But being a bunny, she couldn't help but sample the taste of the delicate flower. She gleamed and enjoyed the fresh air. But her ears spotted something wrong, something ominous approaching. She turned around to see who it was, but no one was present. Feeling foolish for having thought that way, she continued on her hop and- Immediately she stopped as she hit white and red fur.

Genevieve looked up to see Christopher looking at her with a toothy smile. "I guess you too wanted to gleam in the meadows around the lake."

"Chris?" said Gen suprisingly. "What are you doing here?"

"I'd like to ask you the same question... what was your name again, my dear?" the Lycanroc asked.

"Genevieve," she said nervously. "My name is Genevieve." "Genevieve," he said.

"It's nice to meet you again. I am on break from the hut. Got me a few berries with me for lunch." he said, noting to the small basket of berries in his hand. "Care to enjoy one with me?"

"No, thank you," she said nervously. Her nerves and her premonition of sinister intent rose. "I think I better head home."

"I'll join you," said Christopher, leaning closer to as she stepped back.

"No, I should seriously go."

His red eyes now glowed even further. "No, let's stay here a while. I like your company." He started to now walk towards her, with Genevieve further walkng backwards.

At this, Gen had it. "Leave me alone!"

She darted away from the Lycanroc as quickly as she could hop, but she heard the running of paws and a slight growling right behind her. She entered the woods that surrounded the meadows, hoping that maybe Chris will get lost in pursuing her. She stopped and was panting; she had never run--or rather hopped--that fast in her life. She hoped that maybe Chris had given up on her. But at turning her head-

"Surprise," said Chris. As she was about to run, her waist was grabbed and she was tugged towards him. She was caught. Immediately, Chris gripped her close to him as he firmed his grasp by wrapping his arms around her waist and neck.

"HELP!!!" she shouted out.

"We're too deep in the woods for anyone to hear you now, my sweet Genevieve," whispered Chris.

"Let me go!" she said loudly yet softly, with a bit of a sob in her voice.

"I can't do that, my dear. I've been searching for you, or someone like you. And now that I have you, I can finally taste you." Genevieve felt his tongue lap across her cheek several times, tasting her as though she would make an excellent meal. "Such easy prey to capture, a delicious bunny for the hungry wolf."

Genevieve was now sobbing. She feared to imagine what exactly this wolf would do to her. Suddenly, she was brought down to the ground, and Christopher pinned her down with his body on top. His red glowing eyes looked at her red dotted eyes, and Gen felt a sort of ease; she was mesmerized by Chris' eyes, and she calmed down just a bit, even though Chris' face showed sinister intent. But rather, it was also due to the fact that no tears could save her now.

"Such easy prey," he said softly. "Oh the things I can do to you now."

Genevieve gulped. "Like what, exactly? Like... eat me?"

"No. Nothing like that." He then went forwards to whisper into her ear. "I mean to do more... sensual intents."

Genevieve was hit hard by what he meant. "Please. Don't," she pleaded.

"And why not?" said Christopher intently. "I could savor your sweet and succulent flesh," he said with another lick. "I could make you squeal in terror as I taste you. I could make you scream as I ravish you!" he whispered fiercely into her ear.

Genevieve had lost all hope of escape. She realized it was futile to resist, for he was much more powerful than her, and his weight only served to pin her down and making escape all the more impossible. He had her right where he wanted, and all Gen hoped that whatever happens would be gotten over with and that it would be quick. "I could do all of that," said Chris with the most evil smile a pokemon could ever make, with Genevieve closing her eyes and waited to be finished off. But suddenly, that smile slowly disappered. When she finally looked at Chris' face, she saw his face change from sinister and intentful to soft and caring. His smile was now warm and gentle, and his face showed not evil intent, but loving kindness. "But I won't. You have nothing to fear from me."

Genevieve looked up at the red wolf, not sure how to feel by his declaration. "I'm not searching for some prey to ravish. The ravishing will come later, and I hope that it is consented by you," Christopher then said, giving another quick lick to Gen's cheek, his gentle smile once again appearing across his face.

To this, Genevieve made a curious face. "What are your intentions then? If you're not going to rape me, can you at least let me go?" said Genevieve softly.

"I will. But I was hoping you would stay awhile with me, which is why I won't let yout go just yet."

Genevieve was now even more confused. If his intentions were not of seeking sex, then what was it? "Then what do you want from me? Why won't you let me go?"

The Lycanroc's frankness increased, and he made a happy though toothy smile. "Because I've been searching for Love, and to make that pokemon my mate."

The words of Mama Liivia came to mind like a flash of lightning. This Lycanroc was only searching for a mate. And it seemed he chose Genevieve to be that special someone. To this, Gen went from scared to almost empathic. Her mother told her it was time, and probably Bortus told Chris the same. "Well, if you were looking for a mate, why go through all this trouble of chasing me and acting so sinisterly? I was scared to death thinking that you were going to rape me!" she shouted.

"I may be a sneaky wolf," snickered Christopher, "But I'm not that despicable. I have a sense of honor just as much as a Midday Lycanroc does. We Lycanroc find it customary to play chase and see if the predator can catch the prey, or rather the hand that the pursuer wants to marry."

"Do you honestly believe I would marry you after all that!?!" shouted Genevieve again, now irate in having to have gone through all this trouble of being scared to death, only to be asked for courtship in a way that obviously would be rejected... or would it?

"Maybe not, but I caught my prey and made my intentions known, and that is all that matters to me. And from here on, now that I've made myself known and my intentions clear, now I hope to win your heart."

Genevieve was now completely confused, yet slightly touched. For Christopher, it was love at first sight, and Genevieve was his love. She on the other hand tried hard to look and see if Christopher had any qualities that made him handsome. He had a slender yet strong body, his fur smelled of lilac and flowers, and his red fur was well groomed. Obviously, he didn't look as savage as he behaved. And his face was dashing and astute. He was a prize, and though he may make himself look sinister when he wanted to, when he expressed his true feelings, he was not a bad pokemon at all. "Well... I... I too am searching for a mate," stuttered Gen. "At least we have one thing in common. But do you really expect me to love you after a chase like that?"

"Maybe not. I admit, this may be one of the most... awkward ways to attract a mate," he chuckled a bit as he smiled toothily. "But like I said, this is how us Lycanrocs search for mates. And if the predator anounces their hand, chases and catches its prey, then it is down to the prey to accept their loss and give their hand."

What a weird custom, thought Genevieve. But She wasn't a Lycanroc, so this strange way of courtship was alien to her.

"I really want to be your mate, Genevieve," he placed his paw over her chest and felt her heart beat. "My heart beated for you the moment I smelled your sweet aroma and glanced at your fair maiden looks upon entering Master Bortus' shop," he said. "You're kind and sweet. And you're a beauty that reverberates elegance and sincerity. With a sympathy that, I hope, will look past my feral looks and see into My Heart."

Genevieve did feel sympathy towards Christopher. She liked his looks, his gentlemanly, not so savage demeanor, and frankness that showed that he was a pokemon with good intentions.

"I'll let you go now. And I hope you keep our little escapade a secret, though Master Bortus may know already about this. His psychic visions see all." And so, Christopher hopped from the ground onto two feet, and he extended his arm out to lift up Genevieve. Gen looked at his sincere, toothy yet honest smile. And so she grabbed his hand and allowed him to delicately lift her off the floor. "I hope that you can forgive-" Before he could say, his face was swiped across by a painful slap. Gen had not mentioned that he forgave him yet. "I deserved that," he said as he tried to catch his breath.

"Now I can forgive you," said Genevieve, as she went up to him and kissed him on the cheek, inciting another toothy smile from the wolf pokemon.

"I invite you to meet with me tomorrow by the lake side," said Chris. "If you do, then I will extend my hand in marriage and the chance can begin anew, but this time the stakes will be for real," he said with a smile. "I hope you do come. I have scoured the lands for a mate, but none of them were as fair as you are. Show up if you accept, or don't if you think I'm not worthy. Either way, I face punishment from Master Bortus for this flamboyant escapade."

"I'll give it some thought," said Genevieve. "And if I do, maybe we can play chase again. How about you accompany me home?"

Christopher wagged his tail. "It would be an honor," he smiled. Both went out of the woods and into town together, with Gen holding Christopher's hand along the way. But Genevieve was confused as to whether she should meet with him tomorrow. Despite the terrifying chase, she did enjoy the time they spent talking. She would decide tomorrow if she chose to accept him or not. Genevieve arrived home, with her fur and ears ruffled.

"So I guess this is good-bye for now?"

"Sadly, it is. I hope to see you again tomorrow," said Christopher.

"We'll see," winked Gen. And so the happy Lycanroc went his own way, and Genevieve opened the door to her house. Upon shutting the door-

"My goodness, child!" said Mama Liivia as soon as she saw her daughter and her ruffled fur. "You look like you lost an argument and did battle with a Tyranitar!"

"If only you knew, mother," said Genevieve as she sat on a soft, woolly chair.

"I know my dear. Did speaking to Christopher and his marriage proposal go terribly wrong?"

At this, Genevieve looked at her mother shockingly, to which her mother only closed her eyes and smiled. "You knew about Christopher wanting me?"

"That I did," admitted Mama Liivia, closing her eyes with a smile. "Just after you left, Guru Bortus and Christopher arrived, and Bortus wanted me to give to Christopher my blessing for your hand. He seemed handsome. For sure he acted like quite the gentleman."

"Gentleman, my wooly long ears," retorted Gen. "Didn't you know what he did to me?!"

Liivia cackled a jubulant, carefree laughter. "Why, Guru Bortus brought his scrying globe to our home so we could watch the whole thing unfold. I must say, the courtship of the Lycanrocs is very strange and ritualistic. I saw him chase after you and pin you down to ground. Bortus was not too happy to see that Christopher made you go through all that. He told me he'd be selling me Chris's fur hide for tanning and leather. Hah hah hah! Oh, poor Christopher will receive more than a good talking to from Guru Bortus."

"Do you approve then of what Christopher did to me then?" sneered Genevieve.

"Well, He didn't rape you, though the pokemon made several advances that would constitute for sexual harrassment. I understand how you feel after all this came about," said Liivia as she sat down on next to her daughter and caressed her cheek. "I'll be sure to scold and whack Christopher with my cane the next time I see him."

"Give him double for me." Mama Liivia came up close to her daughter and put her hand onto her chest. "But one thing that Bortus and I agreed upon is that Christopher has genuine feelings for you. Christopher has revealed his heart to you, Genevieve. He truly wishes you to be his, and as we and you saw, he is not a bad pokemon. He's a hard worker, he is confident, and very intelligent. Now, who am I to stop a dashing pokemon like him? But what matters most is whether you choose him as well. What does your heart say?"

Genevieve took her mothers hand. "I'll sleep on it," was her smiling reply.

"Well, I hope you give it some time, my dear," said Liivia. "Whether you accept or reject him, I hope that you have thought it throughly through this night. Now, come. It is late. It is time for this elderly and her flowering bunny to get some beauty rest."

Genevieve followed her mother to their respective bedrooms. But Gen already knew what her answer was. And tomorrow, she would let both her mother and Christopher know of her decision.

The lake was beautiful in this sunsetting evening. The air was crisp and the wind blew gently. Christopher was there, looking upon the horizon, and the great pokemon who lived in the horizon's edge. He wondered whether or not the poke-gods had blessed him with meeting with Genevieve. His memories of yesterday's mishappened meeting and confession to Genevieve was fresh in his mind. Though deep in his heart, He was worried that what he did would call for rejection. Chris wondered what her decision would be once they met. He didn't have to wait long. "You know, I could smell you coming a mile away. The wind blew your scent towards me," said Chris.

"Well I'm here, and I- Oh dear! What happened to you? Your face and body has bruises and red marks."

The Lycanroc looked at Genevieve, and though he was in pain, he managed to still smile. "Remember when I told you that Master Bortus sees all? I wasn't kidding. The old man tanned my hide. Almost literally."

"My Mother told me she and Guru Bortus were watching us with Bortus' scrying ball."

"Really now? Well, it certainly didn't help me much," he said with a strained chuckle.

"Care to eat some berries?" she said, noting to a small basket of berries she brought with her.

"Swell," said Christopher. "These will definitely sate my appetite... for now."

"Oh, quit being so mysterious and sinister. You and I both know you're not that type of pokemon," said Genevieve as she sat down on the ground next to him.

"Fair enough." The two sat next to each other, the warm afternoon sun basking them in light as the two commenced conversation. They talked and got to know each other's background.

Christopher was the oldest of seven brother Lycanrocs in total. He and his brothers were raised by his parents, who were trained and highly skilled hunters and chasers. They taught Christopher the ways of The Hunt, and how to properly chase down prey, avoid dangers, and even how to stalk prey or other targets. He became a soldier in the Pokemon Army as soon as he became of age,where he honed his hunting skills even further. And, he even taught fellow soldiers how to track, chase, and hide from the enemy. Christopher would be ranked up to Sergeant, and he led a small platoon of soldiers into battle. Because he trained his group so well at fighting and doing reconnaissance, Christopher and his group got ranked to First Class and earned many rewards and medals.

"Wow. You must've seen and been through quite a lot of battles," admired Genevieve.

"Yes, but I made and lost quite a few friends during my tour of duty. My time in the army were not the best of memories, but they were my most memorable."

Now it was Gen's turn. Genevieve was the youngest of six sisters, all of whom have now married and were off with families of their own. She inherited the Fine China shop from her elderly father, who passed away just a few years ago; the older five siblings didn't want the resposibility of handling a store, but Genevieve seemed to have a natural knack on how to attract customers, and had a very good sense of business. She sold the China while her mother sold incense and trained her in the marketing business. Soon, Genevieve went to University and graduated in marketing and business, but she went back home to continue on, and make a success, of her father's China shop. She, along with her mother, made the business a success. They did advertising, flyers, and even got a commercial on TV. From then on business was booming, as she sold China and fine cutlery while her mother offered exotic incense and aromatics to the china shoppers.

"So you're a business-pokemon, eh?" said Christopher. "I hope your not as sleezy as some of the miserable bastards that run the other shops."

"No, I'm not sleezy," assured Genevieve. "I'm very honest. I sell quality China for a fair price. But then again, there are times when I have to haggle and be keen when a customer tries to bargain with me. But, as well as I know, I've yet to make an enemy from a customer."

"That sounds kinda hard to believe," jeered Chris as he popped a Leppa berry in his mouth. The sour tangyness made his mouth slightly pucker.

"Believe me. I'm no-where near being sneaky or conniving."

"Well you sure demonstrated that yesterday, considering how easilly I caught you yesterday." "

Hey!" Gen fumed as Chris snickered.

The two sat still together and fell silent. The breeze was the only thing that broke their silence, but they still sat still. They looked at all the greenery and the water of Lake Shire. Genevieve put her hand onto Christopher's paw, and the two turned to meet each other. Genevieve had a stoic and sincere smile, and so did Christopher. But when Gen tried to lay down on his shoulder-

"Ouch!" yelped Chris as Gen quickly backed away.

"Oh, I'm sorry!" she said abruptly.

"No. I'm the one who should be sorry," said Chris. "But I don't regret what I did yesterday... well, maybe the whole 'chasing you to your death' thing could've been better."

"Well that's what you get for trying to force yourself onto a unwittng yet future mate."

"Future Mate? So does that mean?-"

Genevieve nodded. "I accept your courtship proposal, Christopher." Her eyes then closed to make a sensual gaze. "And not only that, but I'm also a virgin," she whispered into his ear.

"You're a virgin?" asked Chris. "Swell. Not only will I be your mate, but also your first time," his wolfish, toothy smile appeared again.

"On one condition."

"And what would that be?" Christopher looked at Genevieve, her sensual smile still attached on her face.

"You're going to have to chase me and pin me down to the ground. You should know that I won't give up so easily, too. Not like yesterday."

"Oh believe me, we wolves always know where our prey will hide," said Christopher with a sinister grin. "I will give you thirty seconds to hop as fast as you can. But I'll find you, Genevieve dear, and when I do, you will be all mine. Let's just hope Master Bortus isn't scrying at us right now.

"Ready?"

"Ready," said Gen, and she hopped as fast as she could before she into the brush. Thirty seconds later, Chris' eyes opened and glowed, and he lifted himself off the floor. Genevieve thought she was making good progress in the woods. She knew the woods well, and knew of plenty of hiding spots to hide from. She hid beneath a giant boulder, that also served as cloud cover. She felt so coy in thinking that she gave Chris the slip.

"Found you," the words were uttered, and a red and white furred body flipped Gen around, and there was the face of coy Christopher.

"Now what?" Genevieve said with a laugh.

"Now, I ravish you," and upon uttering that, he picked her up off the floor and gently nestled her to the ground, with him right on top of her, pinning her down from movement--just like before. He grabbed Genevieve by her upper waist and her head, and their lips connected as they locked in a kiss. Christopher kissed feverishly, sticking his togue inside Gen's mouth and getting a taste of her tongue. Saliva formed around the edges of both their lips, but the two were too engrossed in kissing that they didn't care. All that mattered to the two was that their bond was growing with every single smack of their lips. The predator had caught his prey, and now the predator would make sure to ravish her body for all her worth, and taste her flesh. The two were locking lips for what seemed like an hour, with no sign of them stopping except to pause for breath. Genevieve's mind was now focused solely on pleasing Christopher and reach a high of euphoria.

"We can take it up a notch, can we?" she asked.

"I believe we can," said Christopher, as he lifted his legs up to reveal an already throbbing wolf cock. "That is if you want to. Though I'm afraid of getting you pregnant if we continue."

"Oh, don't worry about that," replied Gen. "We're basically betrothed now, with you capturing me and all. I'll gladly bare all the baby pokemon you want. I am a horny, little bunny, afterall," she said with her eyes at half gaze.

"Sounds nice," he said pleasedly. "Are you ready?" said Christopher.

Gen looked down to see the throbbing wolf phallus near her entrance. "Yes," she said with the most certainty than she had ever said in her whole life. "Take my virginity! Mate me! Make me yours!"

And Genevieve felt it, right at her front door. She felt something push it to it limits, and she let out a gasp of delight when it was fully broken. She was no longer an innocent flower, but now became a beautiful rose, and a full woman.

With that, Chris thrusted his wolf cock all the way in and inserted his knot. Genevieve gasped in sheer delight as she felt the cock throbbing inside her. Then it was pulled out, which loosened Gen's tension, but made her want more and more. The cock slid back in, all the way in with the knot, and euphoria made Gen reel in pleasure once more. Out and in, out and in, the pattern continued. All the while the height of pleasures lifted Genevieve to the sky. "Does it feel good for you too, Chris?" asked Genevieve.

"Fuck yeah it does," he said, after which he let out a howl. Chris howled at the full moon that was on the sky, like a true wolf who enjoyed basking in moonlight would do. All of a sudden, Christopher's head went down and bit down on Gen's neck, making sure his maw was latched on her neck. She gasped in shock, maybe thinking that he was going too far. But He didn't hurt her, nor did Genevieve feel any pain. It was more show than an actual bite, but Chris began to chew and suckle slowly, tasting what a bunny would have tasted if he had decided to have eaten her. He continued his love bite while slowly thrusting, all while gnawed pleasure took over Genevieve's mind. She didn't have a care in the world for her safety or well-being. She just wanted more and more. He stopped and let go to look at Genevieve with a savage face.

"Oh, yes. Nothing tastes better than a nice rabbit for supper," said Chris rabbidly.

"Well, this rabbit isn't going to resist. I hope I do taste delicious to you, my predator," said Genevieve. And so the romp continued on. Pre-cum lubricated Gen's pussy and allowed for a better slip for Chris's cock. In no time, an orgasm was coming to both of them, and both of them knew it--which is why he thrust one last time and made sure his knot was fully inside. He didn't pull it out. Instead, the knot grew in size, and Genevieve reeled in as much pain as she did pleasure.

"Oh, Chris. I think... I think I'm gonna..." gasped Gen.

"Me too, Genevieve love," said Chris, even though he was reeling in pain. The knot kept them from separating as it grew, and extreme pain as well as overwhelming pleasure consumed both of their minds.

"I love you, Chris!" said Genevieve in a strained voice.

"I love you too, Genevieve!" said Christopher, just as strained.

Both gasped as their climaxes rocked their bodies, with warm seed spilling into Gen's womb and into her most intimate of depths. The virile seed made it all the way to her ovaries, where eggs, which were waiting to be fertilized, were smothered in a sea of sperm. Meanwhile, Gen's sex kept pulsating and milked all the cum that Chris cock could give. Genevieve couldn't believe the fact that not only was she accepting Chris' hand in marriage, but that he had both mated and bred her. She realized that she was now impregnated, yet the feeling of having warm cum in her womb felt so warm and tingly, only further driving her growing maternal instincts and her urge to give new life. She imagined all the eggs she would lay, and all the wonderful children she would have with her new lover and mate. After the climax, both pokemon looked at each other's eyes and kissed one last time.

"You caught me, my predator," said Genevieve. "And, You ravished my body for all I was worth. Not only that, but I bet we'll both have quite a litter of baby pokemon to call our own," said Genevieve. "I gotta admit, I'm happy to have been your prey." She then looked at him with sensual eyes. "I wonder how many baby Rockruffs and Bunearies you put in my belly." she said teasingly with a blush, still feeling a slight bit of ecstacy at the warm sperm inside her body.

"You will always be my prey, as well as my mate, Genevieve. As well as my lover and wife," said Chris somberly. "After tonight, I expect a whole litter of pokemon to call me father. And I'll gladly be their patriarch," said Chris as he rubbed his nose against Gen's and rubbed her tummy, realizing his children were now conceived and in the process of being created as new life.

"An honorable wolf. A prince of the night," said Genevieve.

"And a fair bunny maiden. A beauty that I am blessed to have met," said Christopher.

And so, predator and prey mingled that night. They slept under the stars until the morning. In the meanwhile, Predator and Prey had a lot of getting to know each other. And the days ahead would only bring more joy and ecstacy.

The ceremony was now underway, and Christopher was wearing a black suit as Genevieve walked up to the platform towards him, with Mama Liivia carrying Gen's wedding dress and Guru Bortus carrying the ring bands. On either side of the isle were pokemon from Lakeshire Town, who were all invited to atttend this public wedding. Genevieve's and Chistopher's family members were also there.

Chris' parents and siblings had travelled a long way to see him getting married to such a beautiful pokemon--albiet, from a prey species. Being the oldest, his six younger siblings, all male Lycanrocs, were cheering their older bro on, realizing how much he scored on marrying such a pretty Lopunny.

On the other side was Genevieve's family, including her five older siblings, who were all girl lopunnies, and were happy for see their youngest sibling finally tying the knot. Some of them were even jealous that Gen had managed to find such a handsome pokemon--albiet, from a predator species.

...Little did they know that the choice had actually been made for her, and that she just went along for the ride...

The Honchcrow Priest of Arceus looked at both married-to-be and commenced. "Do you, Lycanroc Christopher, take the lovely Lopunny Genevieve as your mate and wife for life?"

"I do." said Chris with a toothy smile.

"And do you," the Priest of Arceus turned to Genevieve,

"Lopunny Genevieve, accept Lycanroc Christopher to be your duely noted mate and husband for life?" Gen rubbed her belly, which was already starting to bulge with a baby bump. "I do."

"The rings, please," said the priest, and Bortus brought them up to him. The Honchcrow took them and placed the wedding bands, which where made of pure gold, and placed them on both pokemons' ring fingers. The two married-to-be looked at each other with such joy. And the Priest of Arceus gave the final words. "With the Rings of Binding now placed, Arceus will now forever make your lives united. On this due date, on behalf of Arceus, I proclaim you two as husband and wife, mated for life."

Their bond between predator and prey was now eclipsed by the roles of husband and wife. Genevieve had tears coming down her cheeks at how happy the moment was. And oppositely, Chris allowed a single tear to go down his. The crowd and their families roared with cheers and handclapping, and the two kissed one more time, and after, they ran down the isle as newly weds towards the destiny that awaited them both...