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Sil slithered through the dark underbrush.

The scent of something tantalising hung faintly in the air, his tongue flicked out to ensure he was on the right track. Satisfied, he continued to drift through the leaves as silent as a whisper on the wind.

His sensitive scales registered a slight uptick in the warmth around him, he could smell smoke in the air, but controlled smoke, from a restrained fire. The warmth was almost as attractive as the scent that lay near it.

Carefully, his head poked out forth, his eyes trained to the darkness and needing a moment to adjust as he stared into the light of a camp.

A cheerful fire crackled merrily, popping embers as the flames made the shadows dance. A pot lay near it, still steaming from some prepared meal.

Resting relaxed, unaware of the eyes upon them, was none other than a human. That’s where the tempting smell came from, caressing the air that led him to this place.

The human had no pokemon with them, at least none in sight. They were trickier than they seemed, but Sil knew he was fast enough.

He took a breath in, lungs tensing with the churning thrill in his belly. Body tensing like a wire ready to snap, he aimed, adjusted, aimed, locked on.

Quick as a biting whip, Sil surged from the growth to descend upon the unaware human with an air-shivering. “Ahhhbok!”

His target yelped as he struck home, powerful body wrapping around to snare their limbs before they could even begin to react and pushed them face to face.

“AH! Sil! Oh my, fuck! You scared the shit out of me!”

Sil laughed, hissing and snickering as he felt his human's heart pound like a drum. He nuzzled John, nose to nose a few times before resting his head on John’s shoulder.

“Have your fun, you brat?” John grumbled, his heartbeat was calming now that he knew it was just Sil. “Can I have my arms back?”

“Bok,” Sil replied with a clear negative. John squirmed a bit, but Sil’s body was almost pure muscle. He wouldn’t easily break out.

“Since when are you in a cuddly mood?” John added an edge of teasing to his voice because he knew Sil enjoyed his lone lycanroc look around him and the others.

“Ar, chaa, bo bok.”

“Just because we’re alone, huh?”

It was a reasonably hot night after all, and the rest of the team were all furry and couldn’t stand the heat plus a big fire.

“Rrrrbok,” Sil murmured, real close to John’s ear. It drew a shiver of goosebumps along his body. John was feeling a bit cold, which was silly since he was so close to the fire.

The heat of the fire soaked into both of them, into Sil’s scales and John’s skin, drawing another shiver from the human as Sil’s coils did not relent on their grip against him.

“You, uh, want to cuddle all night?”

“Arb.”

“No?”

“Bok.”

“Sil,” John’s voice dropped an octave slightly, Sil’s coils had loosened around his arms, enough for him to free one with a bit of insistent tugging. He stroked along Sil’s body, up to his head. The arbok allowed it, letting his eyes close in enjoyment.

“Are you gonna let me know what you want?”

Sil was quiet, enjoying the closeness.

“Come on, you’re not the shy, hesitating, kind.”

Sil hissed slightly in warning, he wasn’t! He just enjoyed this closeness when the others wouldn’t see and make fun.

The hand continued to stroke pleasantly at his scales. Cool fingers against heating scales, running down the arbok’s body, tracing patterns in the gaps. Sil’s coils tightened a little around John’s belly and legs. He continued to rub his head up against John’s.

“Gonna make me say it first?”

“Chaaarrr.”

“Tch, you’re cute, you know?”

“Bok!”

John’s hand came up, stroking around Sil’s head before getting between them to pull his head back from John’s own to meet his eyes. “You never showed any interest before?” John asked.

Sil just stared.

“Because the others would talk?”

He blinked.

“Or are you just ‘In the mood’?”

Sil’s body had curled entirely around John. It was hard to tell where one began and the other ended. Sil’s tongue flicked out, with the distance between their faces being negligible, his tongue flicked across John’s nose.

His nose wrinkled. “Did you just taste me? Or smell?”

Sil blinked again. Then he did it again.

“Silly serpent,” John laughed softly, a grin breaking out over his face. He began to rub Sil’s jaw, down to his hood, tracing the eyes as Sil proudly flared it.

Sil’s coils contracted gently around him, softly squeezing from his abdomen to his legs, repositioning his legs and slowly pushing John onto his back.

“You can ask, you know?” John pointed out.

That got Sil to speak, “Arrrrbokk?” His coils shifted around his pants, catching them by the pant leg and tugging them down.

“Of course, you ass,” John leaned up to give Sil a soft kiss on his lower jaw, Sil’s tongue flicked out against his skin again. “You just need to ask, I won’t tell the others.”

Sil’s nostrils flared for a moment before he leaned in, pushing John’s head back to bare his neck to the arbok. Despite having a powerful serpent coiled around his body, going for his neck, John wasn’t afraid.

His heartbeat was rising again, but that was more excitement than fear.

John continued to squirm slightly, helping pull his pants down. His skin was cool to the touch but the warmth of the fire was soaking into both of them and John made a pleased sound as Sil’s tongue danced across his skin.

He swallowed as the fangs pressed against him as well, but sighed as Sil only tasted his skin.

With his free arm he continued to rub Sil’s scales, stroking down, searching, hunting.

“It’s hard to tell on an arbok,” John said, a little bit embarrassed at his inability to figure out where to touch.

Sil hissed a laugh that had the heat rushing to John’s face before he found himself on top of Sil, the arbok having rolled them over. He still didn’t release John’s other arm, but his coils did twist and shift, rubbing up against his bare skin. John didn’t have underwear on.

“Yeah, yeah, laugh it up,” John muttered, giving Sil’s face a stroke. “I can see you like it.”

Something warm was building in a way that the fire didn’t, somewhere around his thighs to crotch. And not his own.

John traced patterns down Sil’s scales slowly, trailing down and down and down.

“Boook,” Sil hissed

“Patience,” John chuckled. He went slower just to taunt him. Sil’s coils tightened around him, pulling him against the arbok with a grunt. “Okay, okay, you’ve made your point.”

The coils loosened and he brought his hand between them. He felt for the bit of moist warmth, Sil shivered as the human's dextrous fingers danced across his vent.

“Like that?”

Sil made a sound between a scoff of defiance and a moan of approval.

Expertly, John’s fingers ran along his slit, feeling it heat up, before boldly pressing a finger in, sinking into the serpent's depths. Sil jumped, squeezing John briefly before relaxing.

“Squeeze me three times quickly if you need me to stop,” John whispered, laying his head on the arbok. He continued playing around with his fingers, sinking one to the knuckle, feeling the tight heat inside before pulling back. With two he spread Sil’s slit slightly, a third dipping in just to scrape against the sensitive flesh.

Sil moaned as he did so, he could believe the arbok didn’t go for much action based on his usual disposition. He continued to rub, playing with just the one hand as his own arousal built, pressing hardly against the fire-warmed scales.

Sil began to rhythmically squeeze him. When he got to three, John paused but Sil hissed something sharp. He squeezed him thrice quickly and hardly, then relaxed and continued.

Understanding which was a motion to stop and which was just his own participation, John continued. Sil was growing against him, and his squeezing was causing John’s length to grind back and forth against his scales.

The unique sensation of the scales rubbing against his cock drew a soft sigh from John, he pressed two fingers into Sil this time and was rewarded with a strangled hiss and something firm and hard pressing against his fingers.

Sil’s cock.

Cocks, actually.

The prehensile lengths studded with rubbery barbs tickled his skin as he began to evert. Sil’s hiss was low and aroused, drawing goosebumps across John as he grew in his hands. He couldn’t press down to the knuckle anymore as Sil’s cocks were expanding.

One throbbed warmly in his hand, clasped firmly but not tightly. The other pressed somewhere against his hip, rubbing against him as Sil continued to contract his coils, grinding John against him.

John gasped, raising his head as Sil shifted their bodies, pulling John up slightly. His head butted against Sil’s jaw and Sil flicked his tongue out against his lips again.

“S-Sil, are you?” John’s words cut off before he could finish his question, the answer given in action as Sil pulled him against him. John moaned as his cock pressed against hot, slick, flesh before sinking in. He tried to arch his back or thrust his hips, but Sil had complete control of his body, pressing him in firmly and relentlessly.

“Sil, fuck! You okay?”

Sil made a sound too low to consider words. His coils quivered around John, hissing a sigh out before moaning. He twisted further, pulling their heads apart and twisting around John’s cock, drawing another moan from both of them.

Sil’s cocks were long and could twitch and curl at his will. He shifted their bodies until John could almost be considered standing, Sil’s head behind him and licking at his neck.

Both of his arms free now, John grabbed for any purchase he could find, holding onto the serpent as Sil continued shifting slowly.

It was pulling his cock halfway out of him before Sil would jerk and stuff him back in, manipulating his cock even as he curled around him.

Sil’s cocks slid between John’s legs. One prickled teasingly against his balls, the other sliding up between his cheeks. Sil began to bend John, rubbery barbs slick with precum pressing firmer and firmer against his body.

“Sil?” John asked softly. Sil paused. “Just, go slow alright?”

Sil licked his neck once and then bent John further. The slick lengths squeezing precum against his skin squelched as Sil continued to thrust John in and out of him.

And with each thrust, his own cock crept further and further until John could feel it knocking on his entrance. He bit his tongue, moaning as the arbok squirted precum out like he was cumming, tip kissing his hole with each thrust, slowly edging its way into him.

Sil hissed long and slow as John throbbed needily in him. He moaned with the human as he began to bend John the rest of the way, John feeling like he was going to fall yet held securely in arbok coils.

The cock began to pierce him, spreading his walls wide. A groan pulled its way out of John, but he’d taken rougher. It was the bend that was getting him, his cock slipped part of the way out of Sil as Sil penetrated him.

Sil began to seesaw, easing his cock into John before shoving John’s cock up to the base in him. John held on, hugging Sil tightly as he was rode and forced to ride, body moving at his partners will and nothing else.

“Sil, ah, ah, oooh, fuck, Sil.”

Sil’s moans were breathy behind him, but he could feel how the serpent was throbbing against and inside him. He was getting drenched in the arbok’s precum, Sil’s thrusts were getting rougher and less coordinated, fucking him into himself.

John could control his thighs and he squeezed Sil’s other cock between them, the grind of the cock against his balls and creeping up with the other one. Would Sil try and fuck him with both of them? Probably if he could last that long.

Or if John finished first.

John gasped, breathing laboured. He didn’t think he could last much longer. Sil’s tight warmth enveloped his whole cock as his own walls were spread and massaged by Sil’s bumpy cock. The arbok was going faster, seesawing them expertly, taking John to the base before shoving half of his cock in John.

It was driving him mental, he began to hump, his sweat was causing Sil to lose his grip on him a bit, he could control more of his body. Grinding back against Sil’s organ before going balls deep in the return.

Sil shivered as John acquired a bit of agency, squeezing around his cock, and the one between his legs. His balls were warm and soft and twitching with need. He wanted their load. He needed it deep inside him.

Sil made a sharp sound, a bark of a hiss, an order, a pleading request. Whatever it was, it went right down John’s spine to tingle in his balls.

John arched, grabbing to the base of Sil’s tail and shouting out loudly. He didn’t care, no one would hear them anyway.

Sil’s whole body jerked with John as his cock began to pulse. The first jet caused Sil to gasp, John’s body flicked in a pulse that went right through Sil’s body as well. Sil rammed him to his balls, feeling them twitch and contract against his scales as John unloaded into him.

John bit down on Sil’s scales to muffle his moan in some way for some reason, he whimpered against the arbok, body shaking with convulsions. Sil was still fucking him, his cock bursting in the arbok, jets of cum were warming him up from the inside before being squeezed out as Sil continued thrusting.

John removed his mouth and shouted out rapturously. “FUCK!” He was still cumming, he’d never gone this long but then again his other partners tended to stop when he hit his climax.

Sil was not, Sil kept on going, fucking faster even. John’s cock slipped out of him, mercifully, giving Sil the position to bend John’s body the rest of the way back to sink down to the join of his cocks.

He trilled out, the air shivering in the sound of his pleasure, John’s cock continued to twitch and spurt cum against his scales, painting him pearly white as Sil’s cock began to throb hard against John.

Sil raised him again before letting gravity sink him down, contracting to pull him up, then drop him down. The serpent's way of using a fleshlight. He began to bounce John on his cock, his second one sneaking up to tease at his hole as well.

As the second one began to poke in with the second one, Sil blew.

A building hiss that burst into an aggressive roar, Sil’s cock squirmed inside John, grinding into everything it could as John continued to contract against him, riding out the aftershocks of his orgasm. The second cock sinking in next to the first, both of them being squeezed and massaged against each other was too much and Sil lost his fine-tuned control, John sinking all the way down onto both of them.

He curled around John as he came, body lurching with each expulsion of cum into his human, John grabbing onto his head and hugging him against him, kissing distractedly at his face as his guts were filled with arbok spunk.

“Fuuuck, Sil,” John moaned as they began to cum down. Sil shivered against him, curling gently. “ Fuck, Sil .”

Sil laid them down, letting John breathe normally again, one cock slipped out of him, the ache making itself known from the sudden entry. The other remained sheathed in him, letting it stake its claim. The other oozed cum down John’s thigh, trickling down to the ground below.

“Got that out of your system?” John breathed into the post. “You’ve been eyeing me for months.”

“Ar!?”

“Of course I noticed.”

“Bok, arh!”

“You had to come onto me.”

“Charrr.”

“Yes, you did cum on me. Mostly in, but I can feel it between my legs.”

“Bokok.”

“Technicalities, you were doing it.”

“Arrb.”

“Heh, I would have stopped you if I didn’t like it.”

John kissed his snout a few times, Sil pretending like he didn’t enjoy it. He could easily pull back, but he didn’t, huffing as John did his strange human thing.

“Love you too, you grump.”

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