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"Syl, what are you doing?"

You look down at your Sylveon, who looks back up at you with an innocent expression in his bright blue eyes. "Sylve?" He seems to ask, pitching his already higher-pitched voice up a notch, and opening his eyes even wider. Is he trying to use baby-doll eyes on you? Again? Why?

"You aren't in trouble, I'm just wondering why you dragged me out here." You've known this Sylveon since he was an Eevee, and as such you've put a lot of trust into him. Such trust is required when on a Pokemon journey. You remember when you would cradle the troubled Eevee to sleep. Now, whenever it is time to sleep, he wraps you in his ribbons and soothes you with a calming aura, which you have to admit, really does help you sleep. Cuddling next to a Sylveon was awkward at first, but now it doesn't phase you at all.

As he looks up at you, the Sylveon grabs your hand with one of his ribbons. He often does this if he wants to communicate something, as the ribbons don't just allow him to feel your emotions, but also can pass some of his feelings to you. Although you aren't quite sure what feeling he is trying to pass to you right now, it feels almost like... like...

You feel your cheeks redden as you at last interpret the alien feeling being shared by your Sylveon for what it is. "Syl, what, you, I..." Words fail you. How do you express that you aren't into Pokemon that way, much less males? Then you feel something else come over the ribbons. It is like a blast of emotion. It is as if suddenly you are seeing Slyveon in a new light, all the cuteness and charm becoming something more, standing out to your senses. You recall a saying you saw online before, one you never took seriously up until now: "It isn't gay if its a Sylveon. He is just that good." Suddenly, you find yourself wondering if there is any truth to the saying. Wait... did this Pokemon just use Cute Charm on you?

And did it somehow WORK?

It must be the ribbons, you decide. He is able to share his feelings over them and somehow that translated to him be able to use Cute Charm on you. After weakening you with Baby Doll Eyes...

"Sly, d-did you plan this? I-I don't think... You know I'm not into..." The words fall flat, the lie dying down as you stare at your precious Sylveon. The look he is given you, innocence mixed with lust, curiosity and pride of a plan coming together, and then something else... shame? You can feel the grip on your mind loosen, and the ribbons release you for a moment, allowing you to gather your thoughts without the influence of the Cute Charm. Sylveon turns around, and sets down on the soft grass, tears in his eyes. "Sylveon..." He seems to mutter, and you don't need to ribbons to feel the sorrow of that apology. You feel something stir in your heart. Sylveon would never break your trust like that. But knowing there is a part of him that wants you that badly, having felt that desire moments before, that has changed you, and even without the ribbons affecting your mind, you can still see in him what you saw before. You go over to Sylveon and sit down next to him.

"You know... I've heard some things about Sylveons."

"Syl?" Sylveon looks at you, with you sitting down his face is eye level with your own. You brush a hand over the fairy-fox's impossibly soft fur, and he leans into it, a smile forming on his face as he realizes you forgive him.

"Just this one time, if you really want me that badly. I'll allow it."

"Slyve? ...Sylveeeeon." His smile becomes wider, showing off the two cute little fangs that he often keeps hidden, and he brushes you with his ribbons again. As soon as they touch you, instead of a calming aura, you can feel the heat of attraction coming back, the Sylveon's desire mixing in with your own emotions, and you can feel a bulge rising in your pants, pants that are now being removed by your Slyveon.

Even with the feeling of his lust entering into your own brain, you gulp as he removes you clothes and leaves you nude before him. Are you really going to do this? And yet, your own anatomy betrays you, as Sylveon's bright eyes travel directly to your fully erect organ. You can feel his thirst increase as the fairy Pokemon touches it with his paw, teasing you. At the same time, you feel two of his ribbons go up to your nipples, and even as he guides your member to his mouth with his incredibly soft paw, you are forced to let out a little moan-- more of a squeak, really-- as the equally soft ribbons press into your nipples. You never would have guessed you were that sensitive there, or perhaps his ribbons are doing something to increase your sensitivity. But you don't get more than a moment to focus on it, as he takes you fully into his hot mouth. How did he learn to use his tongue like that? It hardly matters that this is the tongue of a quadruped, with very little experimentation he seems to find all your weak spots and roll his wetness over them, using the tip of his tongue to tease you even as you are fully in his warm mouth, and never letting up on your nipples as he does this. You find that you have closed you eyes, and open them again, staring down at the pink and white Pokemon as he begins to bob his head and moan into you, careful to only let his fangs scrape you enough to cause pleasure and not pain.

Your already flushed face somehow goes even more red as you see a tip of bright red slowly extending from Sylveon's furry white sheath, and through the ribbons you get a hint of carnality. You shudder, but can't pull your eyes away from the Sylveon, who looks up at you as he moves his head up and down, knowing the pleasure it brings you. His canine member extends even further, and you start to wonder just how well endowed he is. That thought, along with all others, starts to become blurred as Sylveon continues brushes his ribbons against your now hardened nipples. That alone would be one thing, but he adds to it the best blowjob you've ever had, and you feel your heart start to race as the pleasure reaches its peak, you don't even get the chance to moan before--

Before Sylveon immediately removes his mouth, removing your cock from the warmth of his maw and exposing it to the air so suddenly that you shiver. "Whyyyyy," you moan pathetically. Did he use his ribbons to feel exactly when you were reaching your peak and stop right as you were on the edge? That's cheating! But you can actually feel why through the ribbons, and one look confirms what you suspected. His entire length, including the large red knot, is now unconcealed and twitching. You swear you see a bit of pre escape the tapered length, and wonder how Sylveon could have gotten that close just by giving you a blowjob.

"Sylveon," he says, and you clearly get it-- it is time to return the favor. Sylveon sits down, and you only hesitate for a moment before getting into a more favorable position and taking his vulpine member into your mouth. You are not sure your face can heat up any more than it already has, but if so, you must be almost as pink as Sylveon's bows as you feel the hot appendage pulse against your tongue, hear the Sylveon moan, and feel your own mouth from Sylveon's perspective as he starts to move inside it--

Wait, what?

You try to think around the pleasure you seem to be getting, not by getting a blowjob, but by giving it. You run your human tongue around Sylveon's canine penis, and find that you can actually feel the points that are giving him the most pleasure, as that pleasure courses through him and then through his ribbons to you, ribbons which are still firmly attached to your nipples. While two of them stay there, the other two ribbons move to your crotch. The both of you moan at the same time as you start to bob your head, and Sylveon curls two of his ribbons around your dick, the softness of the ribbons mixing with the sensation of your own warm mouth and the stimulus Sylveon is still providing your male bosom. Is this why Sylveon's are said to be so good? Sylveon places one of his paws on your head and starts to move it down further on his large red rocket, and even as you gag you can feel just how GOOD he is finding your tight mouth and throat. Thinking back to what he did earlier, you start to take more initiative, and with the connection between the two of you, soon you find all his weak spots just as he did yours. Even just the sensation of his exotic meat in your mouth alone would have been hot. Or the feeling of his velvety ribbons on your own member. But being able to feel both, and knowing now for sure that he is also feeling what you are and using that to bring you closer? Nether of you will last very long. You can feel Sylveon start to thrust into your mouth, your own efforts no longer being enough. His knot bumps against your lips with each thrust and your insides are coated with his delicious fairy pre-cum, which just makes it easier for him to slide around inside your mouth and throat. You find yourself choking, but each time he eases off right before it might become painful, no doubt using the feedback from his ribbons to gauge just how far he can go.

You are using that same feedback, albeit getting lost in it, because as Sylveon gets closer to his orgasm, you can literally feel it approaching. The sensation is so unlike your own, it doesn't feel the same as a human would, but somehow that alienness to the sensation mixing with your own just makes it all the more intense and pleasurable. It is getting hard to think about anything else aside from the three layers of pleasure that you are drowning in, the sounds of Sylveon moaning become muted, the feeling of him thrusting in and out of your mouth that you feel from both ends becomes the entire world as he gets so close. With a few movements that you know are just the ones he needs and a flick of your tongue, lights seem to flash before your eyes. Sylveon's hot and creamy fairy seed spills from his maleness into your mouth and throat, and feeling, actually FEELING what it is like to be a Sylveon who has reached his peak, you spurt into the ribbons that are still surrounding your own penis, which in turn creates a feedback loop that ends with you eating even more of Sylveon's sweet fairy batter. Sylveon removes himself from your mouth, and you find your face covered with the last few warm ribbons of semen. For a few moments, you lay down on the grass, the both of you exhausted from what has to be the highest form of pleasure a human can reach.

As if feeling the emotion behind those thoughts, Sylveon gets up and stands over you. His fleshy appendages are still sending his emotions through, so you can feel the pride that Sylveon is giving you, pride mixed with... if you had to describe it, you would almost say he took that as a challenge. You are sure he can feel the incredulity you send him back. How could there be a sensation better than what you just felt? You feel smugness emanate from Sylveon, and he starts to lift your legs with his ribbons as if you weigh nothing at all.

His animalism and concupiscence seeps through the ribbons to you, and you find yourself ready for a round two when just a few minutes ago you wouldn't have even imagined the idea of a round one. Sylveon grins at you as he effortless positions you on your back with your legs in the air. He locks his blue eyes with yours and places his two front paws on your still-sensitive nipples, using your chest to lift himself just enough to line up his large fox bone with your tight ass. You can feel the tip of it scrap against your sensitive area. Sylveon keeps looking into your eyes, his grin once again showing off those two cute little fangs, his face the picture of love and lust, and his avidity becoming your own. What is he waiting for?

"Please..." You say, and his ears perk up. He teases you more with his warm tip, sliding it in just a few inches before sliding back out. He can't hide how much he wants this, you can feel it seeping though the fleshy ribbons, he can't stop it. But still, somehow, he holds off. "PLEASE!" You beg the Sylveon to penetrate you, and finally you can feel your tight hole being invaded by his vulpine rod. You can feel it filling you up, the heat and wetness of a foreign object inside you making you groan out. And you can feel the tightness of yourself, you can feel the strange pleasure that Sylveon is experiencing being buried inside you. Giving you just enough time to adjust, Sylveon starts humping you, his silky ribbons turning your face to his own. He wants you to watch as he fucks you, as if feeling it from two perspectives at once wasn't enough. "Syl, syl, sylve, SYL, SYL," he lets out those cute little sounds as he pounds you as if you were his Sylveon bitch, and you gasp with each thrust.

You can feel his pleasure, and he can feel the pleasure you are getting, AND he can feel the pleasure you are getting from him, and you can feel that pleasure that gives him in return-- an infinite feedback loop starts to form, and your poor human brain feels like it is overloading from a level of bliss it was simply not meant to experience. The only thing that doesn't seem to fade from your consciousness is the duel sensation of a canine cock repeatedly filling you up and slamming into your prostate, and the same feeling in reverse, the warmth and squeezing of your own human hole being taken. You don't know if your eyes are open or closed, your puny human mind can't focus on anything aside from the overwhelming euphoria. A tiny, tiny part of you wonders if anything will be left of you after this, or if the level of exaltation you are feeling will drive you to madness. And that is when you feel the knot somehow slip inside you, and feel you/Sylveon climaxing into you, the warmness filling you, the idea that if you were a female, those would be his kits comes from ether you or him, you can't tell which anymore. And then you are brought back to reality. You notice that you have made your own mess. It is still hard to concentrate, but it doesn't seem to matter. With Sylveon's knot firmly embedded in your ass, you won't be going anywhere soon anyway. His Pokemon jizz sloshes around inside your butt, unable to escape.

"Sylveon." Sylveon turns around, somehow raising his own ass in the air with his knot still stuck in yours. You can feel what he wants. But is it even possible? And even if it is, when you imagine what it would be feel like to be inside two assess at the same time as experiencing being penetrated twice over, you seriously wonder if it is possible for sex to be so intense it becomes lethal.

...Worth it.

It takes a more significant amount of effort than you thought it would for the both of you to find a position that works to give you access to Sylveon's furry hole while his round (and now that the intense sensuality has died down a bit, uncomfortably large) knot is still stuck in your own butt. Somehow the two of you manage. Sylveon is more flexible than you would have guessed. His yearning for you leaks over the link you two are sharing. You consider making him beg the way he made you beg, but worry that your stamina will actually reach its limit. Besides that, you want to do this while still tied to his knot.

You press your dick, which is somehow still hard, up against Sylveon's puckered hole, and then push. Heat suddenly surrounds your most sensitive part, and you can feel Sylveon clinch. You can also feel yourself clinching around Sylveon. You aren't even moving yet, and this is already reaching a level of sensuality that goes beyond what anyone could normally experience. No wonder they say Sylveon is just that good. It is all true. What could compare to this?

"Sylve!" Sylveon barks at you, and you notice that you haven't been moving at all. You remedy that, awkwardly yet roughly pushing in and out of Sylveon's tight doggy butt, his tail brushing your stomach as his ribbons continue to rub over various parts of your body. Soon, all else is forgotten. If someone were to walk by now, they would you you, knotted by your fairy-fox Pokemon while plowing said Pokemon with vigor. You can feel more than lust from Sylveon, you feel love, and it may be a different type of love than a human love, but it is no less real, and no less intense. You also feel his member sliding in and out of you again, the knot keeping it in place but the pleasure of the friction and the filling no less real, mixing in with your own, which mixes with Sylveon's again, and the world fades away to be replaced with pure rapture.

You feel almost high on love and sensation as you somehow manage to continue slamming your Sylveon. You are still filled with his large red shaft, and can still feel the sensation he is feeling, the sensation of being inside a tight hole while your own is violated, felt twice over, once from your own human perspective, and once from Sylveon's, and then once from Sylveon's experience of your own experience, and once more from you experience of that. How do you describe the kind of pleasure that continues to loop in on itself, becoming more intense with each wave? How do you put into words a love that can become more powerful each time it is felt? The fierce passion that becomes heightened with each thrust makes everything else seem more like a dream compared to the reality of two truly becoming one in every way possible. Stars fill your vision as the both of you scream, Sylveon releasing his warm spunk into you once again, even as you fill his vulpine hole with your own human cum. The feeling of hitting two climaxes in two asses at the same time washes over you like the ocean, and you drown in it for a time.

When you wake up, Sylveon is no longer knotted to you, and you feel tired but refreshed in a way that you never have been before. You take a breath of the fresh air, letting it wash over your still nude body, and notice that you are not nearly as much of a mess as you should be. You are completely clean, in fact. The reason for this quickly becomes apparent as a bucket of water is dumped on you, and you sit right up so see the mischievous grin of Sylveon, who is holding the now empty bucket in his ribbons. It appears he has cleaned both you and himself, and you wonder how long you were out. Sylveon must sense some of your worry, because he steps up to you and wraps you up in those warm, inviting ribbons. His leans his muzzle close to your face, and you open your mouth. The two of you stay together like that for quite some time, and you can't help but feel relaxed and peaceful by the time you break the not-at-all draining kiss. You realize this will not be the last time you two do this. Hopefully your endurance will increase with experience.

It is only later that night, when you are just about to sleep, that it occurs to you that Sylveon sensed your stress before he touched you with his ribbons.