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“No good, Ternio! You still singed the ring! Reset and try again!"

The Typhlosion growled in frustration, eyes glowering at the sight of the vine ring smoldering a bit. The Sceptile holding the ring didn't look any more pleased as he summoned up another clean vine and twisted it into a circle...it had to be the dozenth one at this point, and it was clear he was getting tired of it.

Their trainer, Irvin, stood not far from them, eyes locked on the two. “Okay, take twelve." So it was a dozen, Ternio thought irritably. “Slythe, your footwork was sloppy on that one...if you're stumbling, you're probably going to get hit, and we don't want that! Make sure you don't get nailed!"

Slythe huffed a bit but nodded, clenching his jaw. It was a drill that was a bit more complicated than necessary, in his eyes, but Irvin was his trainer and he wanted to make him happy. And so he gripped the vine ring and they started anew.

It started with Ternio firing off a quick Ember at Slythe, who had to wait until the very last second to dodge it. The Sceptile could feel the heat against his scales as he whipped to the side, one hand always on the ring while he cartwheeled to his left. The moment his feet landed he had to change course and return to where he started the same way, to avoid a second Ember fired at precisely the right time to give him no room for error. The second Ember was a touch delayed, which both hoped wouldn't get them another penalty, but Slythe dodged it expertly, landing deftly back in his original position.

It didn't get easier from there. A fire stream at his feet forced him to leap high into the air, after which he had to flip back to avoid one fired at him up high. His footing was off just a touch again on the landing, but not enough to disrupt him, and he was able to swing around and dip to the side just in time to avoid the flamethrower coming his way. He could swear it was close enough to burn, Ternio's aim might have been a bit off...no time to contemplate, he ducked and rolled forward to evade another shot, dove to the ground, and raised the ring up into the air. With steel in his eye, Ternio let loose with a concentrated jet of flame, trying to aim for the precise center of the ring, avoiding the sides and narrowing it enough to hopefully leave the vine unmarred. But his aim was off, and Slythe groaned a bit as he saw smoke rising from the vine after the Flamethrower went through.

“Close, but no cigar! Reset, we're going again!"

The two Pokémon exchanged exasperated looks. This was getting ridiculous...they'd been running drills for hours, not just this one but others as well, from almost the point the sun came up. None had been redone as often as this one had been, though, and Irvin didn't seem to want to give up until it was done perfectly. But they were getting more and more off each time, it felt like...the first couple times had been fine when the vine ring had been bigger, but Irvin had insisted on shrinking it after successes, and the last half-dozen attempts had been met with failure. And exhaustion was starting to take its toll.

They knew why Irvin was acting like this. It had only been last month that a sore loser had threatened his life and then actually tried to carry it out, and they'd just barely gotten away. They'd spent some time in town with Irvin squirreled away, trying to recover emotionally...but instead of resuming their travels, he'd taken them out to the secluded spot in the woodsy mountains and started doing some advanced training. The intent was clear: hone the two Pokémon well beyond what they had been before, to take on any threat that came their way. And at first, they had been all for it. The problem was...there was no end in sight. A couple days of it had been great, but it was wearing on them after two weeks, and of course the demands were getting harder and harder.

Still, they didn't want to disappoint Irvin, so they reset again. Another vine ring, another round of their dangerous dance. It was tricky, Ternio wasn't supposed to hit Slythe but was supposed to force him to dodge. Slythe was supposed to lead Ternio's shots, and position himself just in time for the Typhlosion to launch his attack. The nimble lizard had definitely taken a step up with his agility and balance and movement fluidity in the course of the new training regimen, but the hours were draining him badly at this point...and Ternio, though he wasn't moving, did have to launch fire attack after fire attack, and that was fraying his own nerves and draining his strength.

And the slip-ups were worse as a result. The first landing was off, almost getting Slythe toasted and throwing off the timing. They did manage to recover, continuing on even though Ternio's low Flamethrower was well short of Slythe, and managed to fumble their way through to the end, but the jet of flame went well off course, burning through the side of the ring.

Irvin groaned a bit. “Come on, Ternio! That was way off, you're supposed to go through the center without burning it!"

Without warning, the Typhlosion whipped around. “I'M TRYING!"

The yell echoed a bit through the trees, freezing everything. Slythe and Irvin stared at Ternio, who's expression looked like he'd just let slip a sordid secret in a very public party without meaning to. “Fuck...Irvin...I'm...I'm sorry...that was…"

“No, no! It's fine!" Irvin said quickly. He looked a bit stricken himself, but was clearly trying to adjust to it. “I think...maybe we've done enough for today...even a bit much. You guys are doing great, but...okay, yeah, I can see you're getting tired. We'll set this aside for now, maybe come back to it later. I think we're good for the day."

“Thank you," Slythe said with a bit more obvious relief than he intended to. “Sorry we couldn't land it...I think we'll do better when we're fresher."

“I'm sure you will. Let's get some food and some sleep." Irvin beckoned to Ternio, who still looked upset with himself at his outburst, but followed behind as they made their way back to their campsite.

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The darkness of the night had swept over their campsite. The bonfire had faded to embers, and Slythe and Ternio had quickly conked out nearby, the weary day lending itself to some deep, needed sleep.

The same couldn't be said for Irvin, who was pacing around a bit a ways away in the woods. Not too far away, not wanting to be out of the protection of his Pokémon, even if he had chosen the spot specifically because it wasn't very populated with wild Pokémon. But far enough that he could make noise without disturbing them. Most of those noises being shuffling around and mumbling to himself.

“Fuck was I thinking...thirteen attempts...I'm such an idiot…"

He should have noticed. He should have been able to tell that they were getting fatigued and frustrated. It was only reasonable that they would, he had been training their tails off for the last two weeks. And there had been a couple times during that time when the two of them had looked pretty irritable by the end...but he was so wrapped up in the end product that he hadn't been giving enough attention to their conditions. At the rate he had been going, he was more likely to run them down than hone them into finely-tuned battle machines…and that was the opposite of what he was going for.

I can't believe they didn't snap already. Ternio probably feels awful, but I wouldn't have lasted nearly as long with that kind of demand on me day in and day out.

And that was the other problem: he wasn't aware of the toll because he himself wasn't being put through anything. He was no Pokémon, but there should have been more work on his part...some people had different ideas about training, but he never felt like it should be a commander-and-troops affair, that the trainer should always be in the thick of it and improving themselves and working just as hard. During this retreat, though, he hadn't been at all engaged in that, he'd been more like a slavedriver than a mutual partner.

And they haven't seen any rewards for their efforts or improvement...they just get piled on with harder stuff. Dammit, I've been doing this all wrong...that needs to change. Starting now. Well...tomorrow, anyway. I need to let them sleep right now...they've deserved far more than that.

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Ternio and Slythe were a bit surprised to wake up in the morning without being goaded by their trainer. Irvin had been getting them up pretty early to start their training, trying to get their motors running despite the specter of sleep still clinging to them, but today he was just sitting against a tree waiting for them. Hardly something they were going to complain about, but it had them both confused.

“Morning, Irvin…" Slythe said, trying to sound as casual as possible. “What's on the slate for today?"

“Something different," Irvin replied. “But first, I think we should have a little talk."

Ternio winced. “Irvin...listen, I…"

Irvin held up a hand. “I don't want you apologizing, Ternio. In fact, I'm the one who should be apologizing...I've been pushing you two way too hard, I'm honestly lucky it took this long for one of you to lose your cool. You had every reason to be pissed off...it's my fault for not recognizing how you two were feeling."

“Still, that's...that's not how I would've wanted that to...you know, start the discussion."

“I know. But it did. And I deserved it. I needed that wake-up call…" Irvin shook his head. “When Percy came after me, I got...spooked. I never really thought it would escalate beyond the usual griping, and I wasn't ready for it to get so serious. And I thought that I had to be ready for anything now...so I needed two Pokémon who could handle everything. You guys are the only ones I want by my side, you're the only two I have as much trust in as I do...and I thought, I can make you two so skilled that you'll be able to defuse any threat that comes our way."

“We want to be," Slythe replied seriously. “We want to be able to do anything we need to to keep you safe. Believe me, that's why we didn't complain, because we want to be that good."

“I appreciate that. But, you can't always be 'on' like that and not get run down. And...I've been training you, but I haven't really been improving myself. I need to get stronger and faster and all that too, none of this training is doing any of that for me. So...I think we need to have a bit of a change of pace. I've spent the last two weeks pushing you to the limit...I think it's only fair you get to do the same."

Ternio cocked his head. “You want us to train you?"

“And hard. Whatever you feel like will do the trick...you guys didn't complain about any of my drills, so you deserve the same attitude from me. Anything you want to do, I'll do it without complaint."

The two Pokémon exchanged looks. “Anything?"

Irvin reddened a bit; he had an idea he knew where they were going. It wasn't like they hadn't brought up the idea before. But… “Anything. Even that...I think it's...a fair reward for all you've done for me recently."

“Well, then…" Both Slythe and Ternio were starting to grin for the first time in a while, as they rose up and walked over to Irvin, who also rose to meet them. Putting himself in their hands...but they were the only two he would do that for. Slythe met him first, pushing a scaled hand under his shirt and rubbing over his chest, scraping him just the slightest bit with his claws. “I think we'll start with the reward for our efforts...after all, we'll need a bit of time to come up with some...good ways of building you up."

Irvin nodded, already feeling a bit breathless. He'd never done this before, never even come close...but already he was starting to get why it was something so desirable. The Sceptile pulled his shirt off over his head, and then stepped behind him, strong arms encircling him and hands running along his skin. Those dangerous claws he possessed started to tweak his nipples, making him gasp at the sharp, yet stimulating sensation.

Meanwhile, Ternio was in front of him, licking his lips in almost a predatory fashion as his hands grabbed the band of Irvin's lower garments. “I think the first rule we're going to set is, no hiding THIS for the next two weeks." He dragged Irvin's shorts and underwear down, revealing their trainer's incongruent anatomy - an inviting, already dripping pussy, clearly anticipating this sort of treatment. “Getting comfortable with yourself, I think, will be one of our more important lessons."

“Ah…" Whatever response Irvin was going to make was shuttered when he felt the hot tongue lick at his lips, and then drag across his clitoris. A sensation unlike any he'd ever dared to imagine...there'd been a lot of challenge for him, somewhere in between typical male and typical female, he'd been originally raised the latter but felt as he aged that he was more the former, despite what was down below. He never revealed to anyone his peculiarity...except Ternio and Slythe, the two he trusted above anything else. And they had told him, in no uncertain terms, that one day they would be the ones to 'break him in' and show him a world he knew nothing about. He'd never before been quite ready to take them up on that offer...but, he knew what he was offering when he told them he would do anything they asked for the next two weeks. And as rough and powerful as they could be, he trusted them to do it right. He NEEDED to, really, and this was as important a step as anything - if he truly trusted them with his life, he could trust them to do this.

Slythe's grip tightened on him as he pushed his body against Irvin's, allowing the human to feel the slick, bumpy erection he was sporting. “I've never smelled you so aroused before...have you just been waiting for the moment where you would cede ownership to us? Hmmm, maybe role reversal is what gets you off…"

“Hrrr, maybe waiting for the moment he felt he was ready for it," Ternio growled lecherously as he gave Irvin's pussy a lick, making him gasp and shudder and moan as that blazing-hot tongue hit his clit. “Mind if we call you 'pet' for the next couple weeks? Or maybe 'bitch?'"

Even their words were rough. Yet, Irvin wasn't about to protest - they were in charge now, and he was sure there wasn't going to be anything hostile behind it. “You...c-can call me whatever you want…"

“Ooh, I like the sound of that." Ternio rewarded that compliance with another lick, lapping up some of the juices as well. “Holy hell, you taste good. I mean, I knew you would, you always smelled good, but damn, that's even better than I thought."

“I think it's unfair for you to taste and not him," Slythe remarked, sneaking his dick between Irvin's legs and letting him feel the bumpy texture against his sensitive nethers, getting another light moan out of him. “Why not have him experience your fire a bit more...directly?"??“Hah, nice way of making sure you get to be the first inside him, isn't it?" But Ternio wasn't fighting the notion, as he stood up tall and showed his pointed, steaming, deep red shaft, so hot it was almost glowing. “Heh, I know you're not usually big on spicy, Irvin, but I think this might change your mind."

He was about to find out, as Slythe pushed him forward, getting him into position on all fours. Irvin could feel the heat of the cock next to his face now, could smell its heavy, sulfuric scent as clearly as ever...it wasn't as if he'd never had any exposure to his Pokémon's odors before, but never in such raw, concentrated forms, only in idle whiffs from the breeze. This was so much more potent, so much more exciting...and he was responding as he was meant to, getting ever less inhibited and more into the idea that he was going to be claimed by the two of them, just as they had promised.

Though not experienced, he'd read and heard enough to have the basic idea of what to do, and opened up his mouth to start licking and sucking at the tip of Ternio's dick. Immediately the warning was validated - Ternio's taste was extremely spicy, almost but not quite to the point of unbearable...and that wasn't the only type of hotness, as the burning temperatures worked his mouth in similarly borderline-uncomfortable fashion. He didn't shy away, though, and the paw on the back of his head made sure he couldn't even if he wanted to. He let Ternio push him, servicing his ever-loyal Typhlosion as he deserved.

And then Slythe struck.

Irvin didn't know what to expect from the Sceptile's first time taking him...but he probably wouldn't have guessed it to be the lizard spearing him hard, burying most of his staff inside his saturated snatch in one instant. It made him cry out, the stretch hard to take at first, but any sensation of discomfort was VERY rapidly broken through by a cavalcade of pleasure as the next signals reached him. That bumpy thickness rubbing against his sensitive vagina, making him tingle and squirm as the delight sparked through his loins and up through his body...he couldn't have been ready for this, all he knew was he wanted more of it.??“Can't hold back even for a first timer?" Ternio quipped.

“Heee...got the tip pressed in there and I couldn't help it. He's so damn tight, and feels so damn good...best to get him used to it, right?"

“He seems to be handling it well." Indeed, Irvin was back lapping at Ternio's cock fairly quickly, the overpowering bliss receding to a constant. Slythe wasn't all the way in him, he could feel it, but the tip was already resting against a tight spot inside him. He could feel fluids leaking out of that tip, dribbing through his insides and making them feel warmer...his body clutched to it, desiring more from the Grass-type's bounty.

And Slythe started to give, and once again with little in the way of patience or easing him in. His bucks started to come hard and fast, that shaft pounding through him, rubbing him wildly and making his body spasm around it. It was everything he ever heard and more, a pleasure beyond compare, and his moans and cries were coming out freely, whenever his mouth wasn't occupied with Ternio's dick. He was adjusting a bit to the Typhlosion's heat and taste, still very strong but slowly getting more manageable, and more enjoyable. And now he was starting to get into his own actions more, wrapping one hand around Ternio's shaft and bobbing down further on it while the other hand fondled the Typhlosion's balls; Ternio in turn was helping to support his body and keep him upright while he was getting his first taste of Pokémon sex.

The fierce pounding was starting to make Irvin's body spasm, he could feel mild orgasms punching through him, similar to when he worked himself over in the shower but much more frequent and feeling even more pleasurable. He could feel Slythe's thrusts getting a bit more forceful, pushing against that spot inside him that was starting to relax a bit under the pressure and the soaking it was getting from the Sceptile's precum. He was pushing back into it, wanting to feel Slythe all the way inside him, just as he was sure his reptile friend wanted it. And he was working hard to keep up with Ternio, the heat starting to burn into his senses as the spicy preseed soaked into his tongue and palate. He was starting to bob a lot deeper onto the Typhlosion's rod, pushing it into his throat, tentatively at first and then more quickly as he was able to relax and get past the slight gag urge.??“Haah...yeah, that's really good...hah, you wouldn't know you're a beginner as eagerly as you're going at me. Pretty damn at ease with this!"??“Mmph, that's because he's been waiting for us to properly take charge, make sure he has to get into it," chuckled Slythe between breaths. “Sometimes that's what they need, just the right person to get them in gear."??Irvin flushed deeply, and it was only partly because of the heat in his throat. They were right, he was a lot more...at ease with everything than he expected to be. But then again...these were the two people he trusted more than any in the world, the two who knew everything about him and he knew everything about. What need did he have to worry? He didn't need to be tentative around them...he could be himself, he could be as wanton as he wanted. And the feeling of looseness he had with them...maybe he'd desired this more than even he'd realized.

He spread himself a bit wider, trying to relax for Slythe's cock, and was rewarded as the Sceptile shoved in and breached his inner chamber, stretching him out even deeper as his dick finally hilted. At that moment Irvin had to stop his service, as his eyes rolled back on his head and a much more powerful orgasm raced through him, making his body tremble and mind go momentarily blank at the sheer magnitude of the delight he was under. Slythe paused his own thrusting as he let his dick bathe in the sudden flood of nectar Irvin's body delivered around him. The tight clenching, back and forth, was really giving him a good massage that was making him twitch and throb. He was going to go off pretty soon, no helping that, it had been a couple weeks since he'd gotten any relief on his own...but it wasn't like this wasn't going to be the first of many.

Once Irvin had settled back down, the fucking kicked back into gear, and with even more energy than before. Slythe was putting the full magnitude of his impressive speed on display, slamming deep into Irvin's cunt and smacking his hips against the human's body each time, gushing sticky liquid into the human every time. And Ternio was bucking himself, less intensely but still with a good bit of force behind it, his pushing the full length and thickness of his cock into Irvin's mouth and getting his face rubbing against the oily fur around his crotch. That was leaving the sulfur-scented musk of the Typhlosion on Irvin's face...something he found he wasn't minding at all. It had a scent that matched the taste of Ternio, and got his heart pounding like a jackhammer. The harder they went, the more he could feel the activity in their tools, pulsing and thumping and stretching and spurting…

And then came the glorious finish, the last thing he would have been waiting for. It came in a rush, without a clear warning, but he was at least partly ready for it to happen...nothing had properly prepared him for the feelings, though. And he certainly felt it when the two called out and started to cum hard into him...he felt the thick gushes of blazing-hot fluid coat his tongue and throat, like magma poured into him except the burn felt incredible rather than intolerable, shooting heat deep inside him that he could feel traveling down his gullet and settling into his stomach. And then there was Slythe's seed, pumping deep into his body, thick and sticky, clinging to his walls and making him feel its own more modest heat as it stuck to him and filled him up. He never could have imagined the sensation of getting fluid pumped into that part of him, and now he didn't have to...he clung to the reptile's cock, trying to draw more out as he felt the pleasure of being flooded nice and full. Slythe could only offer so much, though, and he felt the pulses recede a bit as the Sceptile pulled out, putting a last coating of sticky semen along his walls.

Irvin pulled off of Ternio's cock as well, sighing a bit as he tried to cool his tongue, the spiciness and raw heat lingering quite effectively. “I hope...that was good enough for you, Ternio…"

“Hah...that was damn good for a beginner. We'll get to technique in due time, don't you worry, but enthusiasm is a big part of this kinda thing and you had more than enough of that. For now, though, I need my own shot at that pussy of yours. Can't let Slythe be the only one that plant his seed in there."

“I'm game for another," agreed Slythe. “You want me to break in that tight rear of yours, or do you want to taste me?"

Irvin thought for a moment. “I...kinda want to know what you taste like. I know how sweet you smell, so…"

“Heh, if it's sweet you're after, you'll have it in spades. Don't worry, that tight pucker's gonna get a good stretching before too long, too."

He didn't doubt that for a second, but Irvin's want for that lizard dick in his mouth was too much to pass up. He turned around on the ground, presenting his dripping pussy to Ternio while his mouth was brought up to Slythe's crotch. It was definitely different equipment he was working with, not just the bumpy shaft but the fact that the Sceptile had a slit rather than a sheath, and his balls didn't hang out at all. It looked at first like it would be a bit more challenging to play with him, but a little experimentation proved that untrue - his fingers toying with the slit where they could get in, and rubbing around a bit underneath, got more than enough of a positive reaction from his scaly protector. Emboldened, he started to lick and suck at the tip of Slythe's dick, and was almost immediately rewarded with a thickly sweet, syrupy taste that made his mouth water. It was everything his scent was and so much more…

He hadn't forgotten about Ternio, but the Typhlosion hadn't made his move yet, just waiting for the moment when Irvin was so engrossed in sucking off and playing with Slythe that he became unprepared for him. And when that came, when Irvin's readiness dropped just a little bit, he plunged forth, hilting himself in the human in one go, Irvin's body readily ceding to him this time around. Irvin had to pull off, had to release his strained moan as he was stretched deeply once more, with a blazing heat that set him alight in the loins. He clenched and clamped down on Ternio's shaft over and over, unable to stop the convulsions as the pleasure wracked him fiercely, until he managed to get a hold of himself and settle his body. Already he was shaking, on the verge of another orgasm...the two were going to wear him out quite rapidly at this rate.

Then again, it was about time he was the one worn out.

Back he went to Slythe's cock, sucking and bobbing on it as he played around with the reptile's slit, raising his rear up as Ternio began to buck inside, over and over, thrusting deep inside him every time. His quivering body took it all, shaking and twitching as he felt the only-slightly-faded euphoria kick back in with a vengeance. He was simply too primed, too on the edge to possess even a lick of restraint, and within mere seconds he was climaxing again, the heat and joy and rawness of sex wracking him and making him thrash around in utter bliss.

And yet the two Pokémon refused to relent this time, pounding him all the way through his wild abandon, in fact getting more intense this time around. His snatch was throbbing and yet Ternio's fiery dick still speared through it, burying into his depths almost effortlessly and spurting molten precum into his innermost crevices, the fluid feeling even hotter thanks to Slythe's fluids conducting it and amplifying it. And the Sceptile's cock was as the same time soothing the heat in his mouth and throat as he started to thrust in while Irvin was moaning and crying out around it in his ecstasy, the bumpy surface rubbing him in foreign ways that he simply loved, his intensely sweet taste just lighting up the human's tongue.

The ceaseless assault on his senses was doing the trick, his orgasm had faded but the pleasure remained high, his body still lit up with all the joys of the rutting he was getting. There was an unquestionable undercurrent of fatigue, his body simply not attuned to this intensity of stimulation, but the two Pokémon were doing a good job of masking it at the moment, not giving it any opening to break through and drown out the thrills they were imparting on their human. Just as they would have wanted it - a thoroughly exhausting, thoroughly satisfying fuck to introduce Irvin to what he'd been missing out on, ensuring that he would have good reason to be far less reserved in the future. And there was no question, he wasn't going to want to miss out on this again...he was glad he had waited until he was ready, but now that this door had been opened, he had no desire to close it again.

This time he could tell what was going to happen when he felt the two Pokémon's cocks begin to throb more, to press against his throat and pussy more fiercely and rhythmically. He redoubled his own efforts to pleasure them, as much as he could through his body's protests of overuse, putting in as much effort for them as they had for him. All the while, he felt that crest start to rise up within him again, threatening to take him over the edge once more...the fierce heat getting ever hotter in his loins shoving him closer with each of Ternio's bucks, the thick sweet musk of Slythe making his head spin, the sheer power that these two Pokémon had, proving themselves worthy in every possible way…

Ternio's yowl rang through the forest, and that first gush of volcanic seed into his box was all that his body could take. Irvin cried into Slythe's cock, a muffled scream of heavenly delight trying to burst out as he was subjected to his third full orgasm in short order. He clung to Slythe as he felt himself thrash a bit in the grip of the Pokémon, squirming and clutching and milking Ternio of all that viscous hot cum that he was filling him with...and finally Slythe joined in, the intensified sucking and swallowing getting him over the edge and allowing his own fluids to flow. A burst of sticky sweetness filled Irvin's mouth, destined to be stuck there while that thrusting lizard cock pumped more if it deeper into him, offering no room to swallow, not that Irvin wanted to remove that amazing taste so soon. Almost too sweet, but stopping just short of overpowering, and so thick like a dense syrup, it somehow carried an odd musky tone to it that spoke exactly of the virility of a powerful male, something that Irvin knew he would be craving again before long. He reveled in it until his throat was finally freed from that bumpy length, plenty of fresh seed dribbling out as he swallowed, until it was all the way out and only air was being gulped down.

Panting, shaking, feeling a completion he'd never known he'd been missing...Irvin was putty in their hands. Ternio finally pulled out of him but didn't remove his presence, wrapping his arms around Irvin and holding him close as they laid down. Slythe joined them shortly, making sure Irvin was well-wrapped in Pokémon presence as he tried to recover from the intense experience. That closeness felt so good...he felt closer than he had in a long time to them. Just as he wanted to be, just as he'd desired, and yet so much differently than he'd ever known...well, perhaps that was normal after they'd been inside him like that.

“I'd ask if you enjoyed that, pet, but I think I already know the answer." Ternio's voice glided smoothly into his ear, forcing a weary nod out of him. “We enjoyed it just as much, believe me...you were everything we'd been waiting for, and the wait was worth it."

“Totally agreed," Slythe added with a caress of Irvin's cheek. “I'm glad we were the ones to bring you that pleasure first, and that your first was the pleasure it should have been. We'll work hard to make sure no one tries to do anything to you that WOULDN'T be anything less than amazing."

“Heh...but you should enjoy the rest while you get it," Ternio chuckled devilishly. “Because we're still gonna have a bit of direct...payback for yesterday. If you're not as worn out or more than we were by the end of today...well, then we're gonna have to just try to wear you all the way out again tomorrow. But we'll make sure you enjoy it, I promise…"

Irvin had no doubt they'd make good on both promises there...but he didn't mind that. He owed them that much, and this was his own training, as well...being pushed past his limits was what he needed. And if they made this feel this good every time, maybe this wouldn't be the last time he'd let them be the ones in charge...after all, they were the ones he trusted beyond anything else, trusted more than life itself. With them, he knew for sure, he was safe.