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Silence encompassed the forest as the moon made it's daily motions overhead. When most pokemon would be asleep, a small skitty had fallen victim to her energetic nature, chasing anything that moved and bouncing around under the moonlight.

She had gotten into a pattern of going after her tail and trying to catch whatever leaves had been unfortunate enough to fall near her. Playfully swatting at everything as she made her way deeper into the dense formation of trees around her.

"I've never been awake so late," she whispered as she stared at the full moon with wide eyes. The skitty took her time looking straight at the moon while her busy mind counted whatever stars had populated the night sky. Soon, however, she moved on to other activities, having grown bored of recounting the same glowing dots.

Making her way to the various trees around her, with tentative paws grabbing anything within her reach, she spotted another one of the night's guests. Curious eyes focused on the large, orange and black canine drinking from a pond as she began to wonder just how many other 'mon had found themselves unable to sleep that night. Such thoughts didn't last very long before she noticed two pendulous swinging berries hanging underneath him.

It was in the skitty's nature to want to chase moving things and this particular skitty was very much a captive to that part of her lineage. With quiet footsteps and heavy breaths she moved towards the unsuspecting arcanine, barely holding back her excitement, making sure that he didn't notice her. Sadly for the female, it would have taken a completely deaf, or unconscious, pokemon to not have realized she was getting close and with that realization the arcanine turned towards her and put himself in a defensive position.

She would have been scared, had his position not spread his backlegs and caused the ridiculously large orbs between them to start swinging more fervently than before, but instead she just fixated entirely on the male equipment below, almost unaware of the threatening arcanine it belonged to. Canine eyes slowly widened in realization as he saw the female's heavy breathing and noticed where her gaze was placed.

Having his maleness put on the spot like that made the canine very self conscious and caused a very familiar warmth to spread through his body as blood flowed to his now hardening shame. a blush rose to both of the 'mon's cheeks as the skitty realized she had been caught staring and the arcanine felt his exposed tip hit the cool night air.

The male found himself thinking that surely this interaction couldn't get more akward?

"H-hi," he stammered, snapping the skitty out of her daze.

"Oh! S-sorry for staring." she responded, quietly adjusting her hind legs.

_"Crap, what do I do now?" _ said his inner monlogue, the situation somehow becoming more awkward, before he opened his mouth and nervously spoke, "Uh... It's ok, nothing I haven't gotten before."

An uncomfortable amount of time passed as the two ogled each other's bodies, the skitty remaining almost entirely fixated on the motion's of the knotted shaft and black-furred balls before her and the male on how clearly aroused the skitty was. a quick throb from his heavy and cold length reminded him of the expectations it held for the night and the arcanine couldn't help but feel inclined to follow through with his second head's plans.

"So... Do you want a better look?" he said, motioning for her to approach by spreading his legs further apart to accomodate her. The skitty suddenly felt very... skittish... as her small legs carried her almost of their own volition to the enormous male. Her tail caressed his chest as she brought her curious nose to touch his warm appendage. The scent of horny male flooded her brain and she felt moisture rapidly beginning to accumulate at her sex. This male was very fertile and her body had very quickly figured that out.

"I-is it ok if I-I get more t-than just a look?" she barely managed to ask, taking deep breaths of his musk between words.

He could feel her hot breath against him and her scent was very enticing. The pair's panting filling the night as he struggled to answer her. They were both very clearly in the mood to take things further that night but for whatever reason they were apprehensive about being the one to initiate what would inevitably come to pass. Luckily for them, the arcanine's penis was not as shy as them as it let out a shot of precum that hit the skitty's open mouth, urging the skitty to action.

Feeling a very sudden heat run through her body, she began to pant even more as she tasted his salty yet somewhat sweet fluids in her mouth. Overwhelmed by the urge to have more of the arcanine, she closed her mouth over his tip and urgently ran her tongue over the opening from where his pre had been oozing out of. The skitty couldn't hold back any more, allowing her paws to grab at his knot to hold the pillar of male flesh she had caught still as the arcanine let out a shallow thrust at her sudden appreciation for his male bits.

"Y-you're really goin -ah- going for it aren't -ohhh- you?" he asked between moans and pants, paws shuffling against the ground to fight his urge to thrust his captive shaft further into her.

The skitty couldn't answer while she had the male filling her mouth with delectable spurts of his essence, so she opted for the traditionally feline response and purred instead. The vibrations from the pink and cream colored cat had the male losing his battle against his urges and he soon found himself having to remove his tip from the skitty's mouth before he accidentally hurt her. Meows of complaint left the female as she found her maw empty and she swiftly switched targets to the males full pouch.

"Sorry d-don't want to hu- oh arceus," he started before he felt her moved beneath him.

She pounced straight at her prey and gave his sack a light swat which caused it to sway back and forth, further enticing the little kitty. A small grunt left the arcanine since he hadn't expected the blow but he didn't get the chance to complain as the skitty began to lavish his balls with small kisses and tender licks. Just a tongue wasn't enough for the skitty and she brought her paws to massage and playfully tap at the stuffed orbs to make them swing. His proud, canteloupe sized testes reduced to mere play things for the small feline, a fact that the arcanine was very willing to accept since her light blows didn't hurt much and her small tongue fealt heavenly against his very pent-up jewels.

Eventually the skitty wanted more than just a taste. She wanted to truly experience what the male could offer, so she reluctantly brought her open muzzle away after giving his sack one last teasing nibble and giving one such peck to his fully withdrawn sheath. Excitement fully ran it's course through the canine above when she began to give his juttting male tool small and careful bites along its length as she made her way to his tip once more.

Upon reaching the coveted end of his erection, the feline found that an enormous bounty of fire dog arousal had been leaking from him. She had let go of any chaste thought much earlier into their interaction and was soon worshipping the red pillar of arcanine in front of her. Rough tongue made repeated contact with smooth canine as she very quickly brought the male to his limit. But she wasn't going to let him reach his climax before she could test just how far she could take herself.

"Oh, Oh Arceus! Wha- hnnng," he had begun before the hungry feline had taken a mouthful of his cock into her muzzle.

Throbbing and leaking copious amounts of hot fluids, his tip had made its way into her throat and she began to push further, surprising both the arcanine and herself as she met his knot in a lewd kiss. The purring that began to emanate from the cat did not help to keep the canine from completely losing control and letting his hips go wild as he gave light thrusts against her mouth to satiate some of his desire. They knew what came next. What the skitty had been craving since the beginning of her affectionate care for his malehood. And then he came, as she had wanted the entire time.

Letting out a loud groan, his balls drew as close to his body as their weight would allow and dense canine seed flew straight down her throat. Upset that she hadn't gotten to taste the first few deposits of his load, the skitty let most of his saliva covered rod make its way into the open as she began to suckle on his tip, making sure that every subsequent delivery of his genetic gift made contact with her tongue.

She delighted in the warm and salty cum going straight into her mouth and couldn't help but let out a squeak as her neglected slit gave a needy clench. Having been totally engrossed in the arcanine, the female had completely forgotten her own needs, needs that were making themselves painfully aware as she began to fidget her hind legs in a fruitless endeavor to mitigate the burning sensation. Fortunately, a certain large male had noticed her discomfort and taken it upon himself to help.

"What do we have - hngg - here? Is this - ah - kitten in need?" he spoke in an attempt to tease the feline while getting a deep whiff of her arousing scent, "Now what kind of 'mon would I - ooh- be if I just left such a delectable looking snack to go cold?"

Almost painfully hot arcanine tongue made contact with delicate skitty lips, making a broad stroke against her entire slit as he gave her a taste. The feline shuddering at the welcome touch.

"What an amazingly sweet honeypot I have here." he teased as his tongue parted her to lick at her depths.

Mewls and moans left the skitty as she suddenly found herself trembling in pleasure. But she wasn't going to let him get away with so rudely interrupting her snack. Sharp teeth made gentle contact with his tip as she nibbled his tool in vengeance for her defiled feminity, causing the arcanine to let go of his final resistance.

The female almost regretted her playful bite when the male fell onto his side, bringing the small feline nursing his cock with him, but then he grabbed her hips with his forepaws and dug his muzzle straight into her sensitive pussy. Completely taken aback by this new development, the skitty nearly choked on the semen going down her throat, losing complete control over her body.

The pair remained lock in a stalemate as they both sought highly coveted fluids from one another in a sloppy mess of thrashing tails and moist muzzles. It seemed as if the arcanine would be the victor of their sinful battle yet the skitty managed to successfully empty the arcanine's massive balls before he could fully tire her out. Broad canine tongue made its way out of the clenching skitty and the arcanine let out tired huffs as his throbbing erection let out its final spurts of salty canine euphoria. His heavy eyelids slowly dropping from the exhaustion of providing the insatiable cat cleaning his length with entertainment.

"N-note to s-self. D-don't let arcanine's g-grab you during s-sixty-nine," she said to herself as her final climax finished its course through her nervous system.

Despite her "victory", the skitty wasn't faring much better than her sleeping partner, completely unable to stand as her legs gave out whenever she tried and wedged against the arcanine's wet sheath. That wouldn't have been a problem if the arcanine's softening malehood wasn't constantly driving her to provide him with her most gentle affections. Or if his balls weren't as difficult to play with so she could at least get some form of entertainment from the sleeping arcanine holding her hostage.

"At least this isn't the worst place to be trapped", she whispered, nuzzling the arcanine's sheath before letting sleep take her.