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Fyacin's leonine tail tip twitched with eager anticipation as he watched the clear blue lagoon. The tufted tip was hidden by long grass, his fashionable jeans only slightly stained with mud. The heat had prompted him to shed his shirt, exposing his tawny fur and the lean muscles of his back to the hot summer sun. There was the chance that the buzzing nincada would have masked the sounds from his backpack and gear, but he wasn't going to risk it. Not when his prize was this rare. A wild vaporeon, sunning itself on a rock by the clear water. Wild vaporeons were rare, and if rumours were to be believed, especially powerful. This one was a prime specimen- it's soft blue fur was glossy and slick, thin enough to show off powerful muscles. It's eyes were half lidded in contentment, as it basked on a rock at the edge of the pool, thick tail making little ripples in the water. Fyacin clutched a net ball in his left hand, and glanced over to his serperior in the underbrush beside him. The serpent had a haughty bearing, and seemed most unimpressed with her trainer's method of pokemon stalking. Fyacin didn't indulge her disdain, merely signalling that she should engage the vaporeon, already imagining adding the fine creature to his team.

"Start with sleep powder, Yutie" he hissed. "Then it will be an easy capture." The serperior rolled her eyes at him, and slid silently towards the pool. Fy followed eagerly in her wake, the grass parting before her silently and making a path. Perfect

It took only a few moments before the serperior rose out of the grass, and the vaporeon tensed, sitting up and watching the approaching serpent warily. It didn't seem to know what to make of Yutie, and that hesitation was all that she needed. With a throaty hiss and a flick of her tail a cloud of deep green spores scattered across the lagoon to descend in a cloud over the vaporeon. It stood up, fur fluffing, eyes drooping... Then launched itself into the pool with a graceful dive. Washing off all of the powder.

"Shit" Fy swore, standing up. "Yutie, use leaf blade!" he cried, dashing forward to see if the vaporeon would try to escape upriver or- No. It launched out of the water even as the serperior prepared her attack, the swell of water easily dissipating the vine like energy. What happened next was too fast for Fy to follow. The vaporeon pulled Yutie into the water with a curl of its tail, and the two pokemon thrashed madly. At first Yutie seemed to have the better of the wild pokemon, curling around it and trying to constrict it, fangs bared. But the vaporeon slipped free like a speeding floatzel, keeping the serperior under the water, unable to bring her fangs or larger body to bear. Then it opened its mouth, and a spiralling, scintillating beam of ice blasted out of its jaws. The beam lanced through the water, encasing the serperior in a solid block of frost. Fyacin yelled, pulling off his pants and getting ready to dive into the water to save Yutie. Before he could reach the waters edge though, his serpent pokemon broke from the frost and launched herself out of the water back at the Vaporeon. It seemed ready for this however, and another blast of ice sent her flying to the opposite shore, where she collapsed against a tree, her fine green scales covered in rime. Fyacin gasped, stopping at the edge of the pool in shock. Two moves? Yutie was taken down by two moves? He couldn't believe it. He slowly looked over to the wild vaporeon, ears flat. He swore it gave him a twisted, self satisfied grin, and the lion shuddered. It's tail flopped into the water again, twitching, as if daring him to get in, to try and swim across and save his serperior.

Fyacin gulped. The smart thing would be to go back for his pack- grab a full heal and revive, and hope that the vaporeon wasn't there when he returned. He took a single step back, and the wild pokemon's dark black eyes narrowed. Damn. He'd never been intimidated by a vaporeon- by any eevolution really. Even the umbreons he had met before didn't have a gaze this withering, this icy. This wild creature was something else. Bigger- this close Fyacin realized it would come up to his chest, even on all fours. The crest around it's neck glittered in the sun, pearlescent, fluttering in what Fy could only imagine was amusement as he hesitated. He really did not want to turn his back on this thing- couldn't leave Yutie by herself with the sinister wild pokemon. He took a step forward, then another, his paws sinking into the cool water, river stone smooth under his paw pads.

"I'm sorry to bother you" he said, trying his best to sound soothing, placating. "I'm just going to get my friend, and then we'll go. You can have your pool all to yourself." He took a few steps forward, the water cold on his sheath as he began wading into the pool. "You are really a beautiful thing" he said, trying to placate the vaporeon as he made to cross over to his pokemon. "Prettiest vaporeon I've ever seen. And that aurora beam- I've never seen one so brilliant and clear."

The vaporeon chuffed, maw parting in something like a smile. The effect was somewhat ruined by its teeth, long white fangs catching the reflection of the sunlight off of the water. Fyacin continued murmuring sweet compliments as he crossed the pool, until the water was deep enough he had to switch from his long wading stride to an awkward half paddle. Then it moved. It dove into the water, and Fyacin yelped, flailing toward the other side. He barely made it two strokes before the creature caught him, tail curling around his thighs and easily supporting the lean lion's weight. It's head broke the surface, the creature bobbing in the water, paws on Fyacin's shoulders, keeping him still.

Those fangs looked even bigger up close, and Fyacin could smell it's breath. Warm, slightly sweet. He tried to lean back, but that maw followed him, midnight eyes staring into his own. The tail curled a little tighter, sliding up his ass, his back, the wide fin supporting the back of his head and keeping him from pulling away.

"Even, prettier up close" he croaked, voice on the edge of cracking, panic rising in his chest. He put his paws up against the vaporeon's chest as if he could hold it back, feeling strong muscles under the velvet fur coat. He was surprised at how *warm* the thing felt. As if it held the sunlight itself inside it, it's pelt shedding the cool water of the pool easily. Fyacin shivered, and it wasn't entirely because his mane was drenched in water, fiery ends drifting in the pool around them.

"Thank you, for letting me get such a good look at you." he murmured, wriggling slightly, still hoping the wild pokemon just wanted a closer look at him. "I am humbled by the honor, O protector of the pool"

The vaporeon purred in amusement at his flattery, but didn't let him go. No, instead it's paws and tail pulled him closer, close enough that his whiskers brushed it's own. It's chest was pressed against his now, and it's hind legs wrapped around his own, the thick claws of it's paws digging in slightly against the back of his thighs. Fyacin took a shuddering breath, and then it leaned forward. Their muzzles met, and Fyacin saw a flash of deep violet tongue before the dextrous appendage slipped into his mouth. His yelp of surprise was muffled by the strange feral kiss, the vaporeons tongue delving deep. It was long, and strong, and Fy was helpless as the vaporeon pressed the muscle against the roof of his mouth, his cheeks, flattening his own tongue before exploring his throat. He tried to thrash, but again the vaporeon held him tight, sinuous tail coiling around his midriff, paws gripping him tight around his shoulders and under his ass. It had total control in the water, in it's element, toying with Fy's body however it pleased. The kiss continued, Fy sucking in sharp quick breaths through his nose, his head just barely above the water line. This thing could drown me in a second he thought. Then he realized something. It was most definitely a he. His hips bucked as something warm, firm and slick curled around his own maleness. The length was just as aggressive as the creature's tongue, and Fyacin couldn't help but moan into the forced kiss as it coiled around his balls, his sheath. The slick length seemed to leave an oily trail in his fur, sticky and hot, even beneath the water.

Fyacin couldn't struggle, not really. The vaporeon was in complete control, and it *knew* it. It's eyes sparkled with amusement, and arousal, as the lion continued to make small sounds of helpless pleasure into the predator's muzzle. It was long, long minutes before the vaporeon was satisfied with it's exploration of the lions throat and package, and Fyacin was hard and throbbing, his cock surround by the unyielding arousal of his captor by the time the vaporeon pulled back with a wet slurp, it's tongue curling back into the satisfied maw. The vaporeon leaned back, letting Fy catch his breath before a paw landed on the top of his head and made him peer down into the water below. The lion nearly choked again when he saw the prehensile length that had been molesting him. A brilliant pink violet, easily visible in the clear water. It was tapered, and long. At least as long as Fy's forearm, and thicker at the base, emerging from a vertical slit between the vaporeon's legs. As he stared at it, transfixed, it coiled tighter around his cock, a perverse squeezing hug. Fy gasped, nearly sucking in water as he bucked and thrusted into the slick flesh. His legs hung, helpless, his arms now bound at his side by the coiling tail of the creature. The vaporeon peered down at him, holding its prey just above the surface of the water as its cock began to spiral around Fy's. A cloud of pre formed in the water between them, even as the vaporeon's arousal clung, sticky and heavier than water to golden fur. Fy's cock throbbed, and he realized he wouldn't last long like this. Realized that the beast was milking him dry, amused by his bucks and struggles. At this point Fyacin wasn't even sure if he was trying to get free, or reach release, his eyes slipping closed, balls pressed tight between his thighs by the sheer girth of the prehensile cock that was relentlessly stroking him. A few moments later,and he shuddered, his maleness lurching as he orgasmed in the vaporeon's grip. He felt a thick tongue on his chin, the vaporeon teasing him, licking at his sensitive throat, fangs bared as he helplessly came in its grasp.

He didn't have a moment to catch his breath before that thick tail unspooled, spinning him around, pulling him under the water. He squeezed his eyes shut against the sting of the cold water, the vaporeon moving him to a new grip, paws wrapping tight around his chest. The vaporeon's claws dug into his chest, brushing sensitive nipples. Fy's tail thrashed, caught between his back and the stronger body of the creature that was pushing him deeper beneath the surface. The tail came up between his thighs, keeping his legs spread, thicker than the lion's slim midsection, coiling again around his waist, holding its new mate tight, exactly where he should be. Beneath the vaporeon. Fyacin heard the creature thrumming in pleasure, and he felt the hot tapered tip of its cock prodding at his entrance. Dexterously, like a lover's careful finger, it spread him open. The strange oily arousal kept the prehensile cock slick even under the water. Inch after inch slid into him, pushing past the clenching resistance of Fy's rim. Fyacin let out a stream of bubbles as he groaned into the warmth, the thickness, the unyielding arousal being forced into him. His back arched against the vaporeon's warm chest. He felt the creature purring, churring under the water as it claimed him. He lost any sense of space, floating under the water in a lovers embrace.

No.. this was a rut. As soon as the length hilted inside him, as soon as he felt the creature's hips flush against his ass, his beastly mate started to thrust. Hard, more than fast, small movements of the vaporeon's hips amplified by the prehensile length, writhing within him. It pressed against his prostate, and he felt his cock, once again hard, grinding into the warm smoothness of the tail curled around him. Every time it hilted, everytime the monstrous cock within him spat another thick dose of that oily pre-seed Fyacin gasped and let out another stream of bubbles. He felt dizzy, his lungs burning as his precious air was driven out of him in ever reducing streams. His eyes opened, out of instinct, searching for the surface. But of course he couldn't move- couldn't escape the paws, the tail wrapped around him. He was totally in the vaporeon's control. He could see the surface, shimmering above him. So close, and so far away.

Then, darkness edging into his vision, he saw its face. Saw those midnight eyes again, meeting his own. The vaporeon's frill looked ethereal beneath the water, a rainbow of colors dancing within the pearlescent fin. Those eyes came closer, and their muzzles locked once more. The vaporeon's tongue dove into the lion's throat, mirroring the motion of the cock that glutted Fy's passage. Then, something new pressed forward. Air- air filled Fyacin's lungs, pushed in by the vaporeon as it kissed him deeply. He gasped, gulped it in, the vaporeon careful to keep their muzzles locked, the thickness of his tongue keeping Fy from swallowing water even as it fed its rut-toy precious air. Fyacin's body relaxed, the darkness receding, the desperate burning of his lungs gone. He floated now, in perfect bliss. The rippling clenches of his ass finally seemed to match the vaporeon's rhythm, milking that prehensile tool even as it had milked him moments before.

Helpless, rutted under the water, even something as fundamental as his breath fully in the beast's control he submitted utterly. He wanted it to fill him. He briefly wished this could be a fruitful mating- that this beautiful hunter that captured him so utterly could take him as a mate. To live forever with such bliss would be divine. It was not to be- even now he felt the cock within him stiffen, it's dextrous lashings becoming fierce, hard thrusts, reaching deeper, deeper within him. Then, with a strange trilling cry, the vaporeon came. Thick, unbelievably thick and warm, almost like a gel it filled him. Heavy inside him, hot. Fyacin swore he could feel his midriff swell beneath his paws as the vaporeon did it's best to breed him. To leave him gravid with seed. Fyacin came again, his release a pittance, a cloud of milky cum dispersed by the water in moments. The vaporeon's release was not so swift- on and on it went. The vaporeon continued to breathe for him, filling his lungs even as it filled his ass. The actions became a single unrelenting song, the throb of the cock inside him, the push of air through his throat, the echoing melody of the vaporeon's mating cry.

Finally, when Fyacin though he could take no more the vaporeon released him, pushing him to the surface casually, the lion floating up, his face bursting into the air, the sun hot on his cheeks. He floated there for a long moment, on his back, still processing what had happened. His muscles ached, the cool water lapping against his body, caressing every part of him, a stark contrast to the brutal rut he had just succumbed to.

After a long moment, Fyacin felt strong enough to turn around, to look for the beast that had taken him. There was no sign of it- the vaporeon had disappeared. Yutie was still collapsed on the shore, breathing slowly. Fyacin quickly swam over to her, ashamed that he had been lost in his haze of pleasure for even a moment when she was hurt. He pulled himself on shore, kneeling beside her- relieved to find no permanent damage. He bit his lip, considering whether to dash for his backpack or try to carry the large serpent away from the pool when he heard a splash behind him, and felt a shadow over him. He froze, suddenly afraid. What if it wasn't over? What if the vaporeon dragged him back into the water- leaving Yutie here, the beast deciding to keep it's strange leonine mate.

He turned around, unable to keep a tremble from his tail, and the vaporeon was there, wearing the same smug smirk he had first noticed. Draped over its tail was the Fyacin's backpack- and in it's maw it held the net ball that Fy had foolishly thought would be all he needed to capture the wild beast. The vaporeon's eyes twinkled in amusement as it dropped the ball at the lion's feet. Then it sat back and waited.

"You.. you want to come with me?" Fy asked, hesitant.

The vaporeon gave a haughty chuff in response, batting the ball forward, before spreading its legs, showing off it's growing arousal. Fyacin couldn't help but stare at the violet length, swallowing as he picked up the pokeball.

It seemed that training a wild vaporeon would come with certain... Obligations.

Fin