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After a day spent idle all cooped up in a tent, River woke early. Well, not quite entirely idle. The taste of cum lingered on his breath. Maze lay cuddled up against his back with one pale green arm wrapped possessively around River. Already his cock strained uncomfortably against his underwear, anticipating what Maze might feed him for breakfast.

Bright morning light glowed through the thin tent walls. It would be perfect weather for traveling, clear but cool. Normally he'd be in a rush to escape the confines of their tent, but instead he lazily enjoyed his pokemon's weight against his back.

Maze stirred, slender fingers grasping River's chest, head nuzzling into the back of his shoulder. The graceful chime of Maze's telepathic rang across River's thoughts. "River?"

"Yeah?"

"I want to mate with you." Maze drew their bodies closer together, hips pressing against River's butt. "May I?"

River's mouth felt suddenly dry. This had all escalated far more quickly than he expected. An obscuring fog of confusing thoughts and emotions lurked at the periphery of his mind, waiting for River to acknowledge, to peer into the unknown. Of all the times he'd imagined losing his virginity, they had all been with women, and most certainly hadn't involved a pokemon.

"Please?" Maze leaned in and sank small fangs playfully into River's shoulder, eliciting a needy whine that sent a furious blush into River's cheeks when he realized the sound came from him. A soft touch slid along River's hip, a finger sneaking just beneath the waistband of his boxers.

What had he awakened within his pokemon? Maze had never acted like this before, never showed the slightest interest in other pokemon. Arousal eroded his ability to think or care, and Maze's straightforward confidence left River wanting to let him. The words wouldn't leave his lips though, so he simply nodded.

Maze didn't hesitate before sliding River's boxers out of the way. The fabric caught on his erection, but a gentle psychic touch freed him, letting his cock slap against his athletic belly. River's gasp melted into a moan at feeling hot slick flesh press between his cheeks. Feeling Maze's prehensile cock against his bare skin finally set the reality of what was about to happen in River's mind.

River's voice sounded small and meek. "G-Go slow, okay?"

Maze's ethereal voice echoed like a soothing bell through River's mind, as if coming from all directions at once, blanketing him in Maze's reassuring tone. "Don't worry. I won't hurt you." Maze shifted, rearranging his hips, mouth brushing against River's ear, breath hot.

River tensed at the prehensile tip searching, gently prodding the sensitive area around his virgin entrance, lightly pressing until that gentle pressure began spreading inwards. River tried to pull away from the blossoming strain teasing muscles in a way he'd never before experienced. He should say something, maybe prepare better-

"Relax," Maze cooed, strong fingers holding firm on River's hip. He licked the side of River's cheek, then slid his tip inside. River cried out, clenching hard against the bizarre sensation stretching him. He could feel the heat of Maze's cock which slid easily into his ass, some psychic trick eliminating the friction between their bodies far better than any lubricant. Maze panted lightly in River's ear. "This feels incredible."

For a moment they both lay in frozen stillness, River trying to learn how to breathe again. While Maze's tip wasn't very thick, his cock tapered, and each gentle prod stretched River a little deeper and a little wider, each time nearly spilling the cry perched on his lips, asking Maze to stop, but each time Maze brushed up against that limit and stopped of his own will, leaving River writhing on a knife's edge of uncomfortable pleasure. The way Maze's cock willed his body to stretch, to accommodate the other male, sent dizzying waves of pleasure dancing through his pelvis, coaxing nerves to delight in the electrifying ache. Precum leaked freely from his throbbing cock and leaving a growing stain on his sleeping bag.

River panted, wanting to squirm in Maze's comforting embrace but to afraid to move, instead trusting himself to Maze's slow measured rocking motions, a flash of respite before thrilling tension. His body clenched reflexively, precum dripping as a result of squeezing around Maze's shaft, the tip curling to prod at River's delicate insides.

Maze groaned. "I don't think I'm going to last much longer." His hips trembled, and Maze bit River's earlobe. A sharp thrust forced a cry from River's lips, then heat blossomed within him.

River gasped, feeling his pokemon cum, breed him. Each pulse set Maze's cock straining against his inner walls and heavy seed rushing deeper into his guts. Tiny claws pricked at his hip, Maze too lost in his powerful orgasm to notice. River endured, surrendering his body unequivocally to Maze's pleasure.

Eventually Maze relaxed, the hand clutching River's hip returning to embrace his chest, and Maze nuzzled the back of River's shoulder. "Are you okay?"

River shivered, feeling Maze's cock slowly ease free of his clenching hole. "Y-Yeah, I think so." The weight of Maze's seed remained within him, a satisfying heat radiating low in his belly. It had all happened so fast. "You enjoyed it?"

"Very much." Maze licked the back of River's shoulder. "I wanted it to keep going but you felt too good. Such a powerful need to claim you. I couldn't resist." A deeply satisfied sigh bathed the back of River's neck in warm breath.

River blushed, pride swirling with his own unattended desire. "Were you all the way in?"

"Only about half. I could sense when I was getting close to hurting you." Maze hugged River tight. "I told you I wouldn't."

Only half. "You can be a little less gentle next time." River knew his painfully hard erection had more control over his mouth than reason, but he desperately wanted to feel Maze in his entirety, let a pokemon truly take him.

Maze merely nipped River's earlobe, and the two of them lay in companionable silence. River tried to ignore the desire to reach down and finish himself off. Part of him hoped Maze might offer to help, but he didn't think he could summon the courage to ask. A glistening strand of pre hung from his tip, and a warm glow of fatigued and overworked muscles suffused his pelvis. River couldn't stop thinking about how Maze had cum inside of him, still able to feel it, the phantom sensation of his pulsating cock, tip curled against his inner walls to let him feel each heavy release.

Lost in thought, River didn't notice Maze shift until something prod between his cheeks. His breath stilled, but when he didn't pull away, Maze eased his cock inside him once again. This time, Maze let his prehensile cock explore River's insides. Maze's surprisingly dexterous tip poked and massaged River's insides, a disconcerting feeling until one of those exploratory movements stroked his prostate. River gasped, for a brief moment thinking he had spontaneously cum, his hole clenching tight around Maze's shaft.

Maze chuckled. "Did that feel good?"

"Yes!" River blurt out, too desperate to feel embarrassed. Maze rewarded him by applying pressure to the same area, his cock searching the exact spots that left River squirming and whining, an animalistic begging far more direct than words could ever convey.

"Keep squeezing like that." Maze panted through clenched teeth and withdrew his cock. River whined in disappointment until Maze thrust directly against River's prostate, striking at the perfect angle and force. Stars danced across River's vision, pleasure twisting his stomach. Maze leaned more of his weight against River's back, each thrust further rolling them into a position with Maze on top.

Now almost completely on his stomach, the sleeping back trapped River's cock against his body and provided just enough stimulation, rocked by Maze's increasingly eager thrusts. His jaw hung slack, eyes staring sightless. Maze crouched low over River's back.

"I want to be completely inside you when you cum," Maze whispered. "Do you think you can take me?"

River would have let Maze do anything he wanted in that moment. "Please!" he grunt through clenched teeth.

"Good." Maze stroked the back of River's head. "I know you're close."

The words barely registered in River's emptying mind. Maze was about to fuck him to orgasm without a touch like he were a female pokemon in heat. That last thought send him reeling over the edge. River turned his face into the sleeping bag and cried out. His insides tried to clamp down around Maze's cock, but that same moment, Maze buried himself to the hilt, slim hips slapping against River's butt.

Threads of pain only heightened the overwhelming bliss, the two mixing into raw inescapable pleasure. Maze bred him again, further sewing his thick seed deep inside River's belly while River's own cum dribbled impotently into his bedding, wet heat smearing his navel.

Maze let his weight settle atop River's back, grinding his hips while River's contractions eagerly milked Maze's cock. Awareness slowly coalesced in River's mind. Pain radiated more clearly as pleasure waned. Maze was huge, his cock still twitching gently, thick base straining River's inexperienced hole. He was so deep. River whined softly.

Maze nipped the back of River's shoulder one last time then crawled off him, leaving a warm reminder of himself deep in River's guts. It took a moment for River to gather the energy to sit up himself, cradling his belly before remembering the mess he'd made. He groaned at the cum on his hand, then at the stained sleeping bag.

Maze's red eyes twinkled merrily. "I've never heard humans make noises like that."

River blushed, trying to not remember, and cleared his throat. "We should probably get ready to leave if we want to make it into the city today."

It didn't take long to break down their small camp, and River let the task occupy him from other thoughts. Maze used his psychic powers to wick the water off the tent, leaving it nearly completely dry. The two of them shared a quick meal, then set off, River trying to ignore the dense weight of Maze's cum lingering inside him while they walked. Despite heavy rains, the hard packed dirt path remained mostly navigable. A few puddles and muddy patches lay scattered across the trail, but this close to the city, most pathways were well traveled.

"You enjoy taking the role of a female?" Maze asked conversationally, his mental voice merry and song-like. The exact question River didn't want to think about at the moment.

"I don't know," he muttered and continued trudging along, mud squelching underfoot. "Maybe," he finally admitted after a long moment of silence.

Maze hummed. "Why sound reluctant? I could feel your desire for me to breed you when we mated. And last night when you used your mouth, you wanted that too."

"It's embarrassing." Only the fact that there was no chance for anyone to overhear Maze's half of the conversation let River even entertain the conversation.

"I don't see why humans have such shame about mating." Maze hovered a few inches over the ground instead of walking, his pale gown fluttering in the cool breeze, bright red eyes sharp. "I'm glad we shared this. I can't stop thinking about it. I want to mate you again."

River nearly stumbled, but a warmth spread through his chest, knowing that Maze desired him. His pants started to feel increasingly tight.

Maze continued. "Do many trainers mate with their humans?"

"I don't think so." River shrugged his pack to adjust how it sat on his shoulders. "It's not really something anyone would talk about even if they did." He could almost hear Maze roll his eyes.

"You haven't asked me to do the same for you."

Not that the thought hadn't crossed River's mind, a glimmer of curious excitement injecting itself unbidden into his thoughts. Could he even do something like that? "Did you want me to?"

"No." Maze waved aside a branch hanging across the pathway. "I do not want to be a selfish mate though. The more I learn about how your body responds to pleasure, I think there are other things I could do for you."

River couldn't tell if that sounded ominous or not. He was about to ask when Maze obviated the need. A gentle touch brushed the underside of his dick, slowly wrapping around his quickly hardening length.

River gasped. "How are you-" He stumbled to a halt, shivering as the unseen touch began stroking him completely unhindered by his clothing.

"I could do much more, I think." A mischievous grin curled Maze's lips, green hair fluttering in front of predatory red eyes. His psychic touch applied pressure in all the right places, encompassing River's entire cock, massaging complex patterns along the underside of his tip, gentle on his sensitive head, almost vibrating near his base, a soft caress against his balls. A timid stroke across his entrance.

"W-We shouldn't do this here. Someone could walk by and see." River had to force the words out through clenched teeth, not really wanting Maze to stop, but his face burned in embarrassment. If someone saw him like this, he'd die.

"No one else is around. I would sense them." Maze glided to River, cupping his cheek with a soft green palm. "Besides, I want you again."

River jerked away. "Out here? No way!" The next psychic touch came from inside his body, a subtle brush of his prostate, a phantom cock hitting in just the right spot yet without the intense pressure of Maze stretching him. Pleasure left him barely able to stand, to think, a full spurt of precum wetting his taut underwear. The weight of his pack lifted from his shoulders and floated gently to the ground.

"Don't worry," Maze cooed. "I'll be quick." A gentle hand guided River towards a thick tree just beside the path. The sharp curve around a steep hill only let them see a dozen or so paces in either direction. Anyone could be just a moment away from turning the corner.

River protested weakly but clung to rough bark to keep himself upright. "We can't-" The front button of his jeans popped open and the zipper lowered of their own will.

"I know you want me to." Maze drew up behind River, his voice hypnotic, promising the relief River desperately needed. A slender green hand dragged River's pants down just enough for Maze to press his hips against River's butt. "That's it."

River cried out softly, feeling is body part before Maze's will. The sensation of his very soul stretching rippled through his body, and he clung to the tree for support, rough bark against his cheek, Maze's gentle weight leaning into his back. True to his word, Maze fell into a quick rhythm, straining River's tight hole, each thrust leaving River more breathless than the last until Maze's hips slapped against his tensed rump.

This must be what pokemon experienced in the wild, a powerful male deciding he wanted his mate, then taking her, careless of where or when, careless of who might witness. Careless if he could barely breathe, an elated fog smothering thought, only the overbearing fullness of bearing Maze's cock. The primal act forged a connection between them, and River almost thought he could feel what Maze felt, feel the constricting pressure around his large cock, pleasure tightening and curling the prehensile muscles along his length. Knew that no matter how hard his body braced against it, Maze would have him, all of him.

The way Maze's shaft curled felt intentional, the full stroke of each thrust driving right against his prostate, the curve always in the same spot despite the tip reaching up towards his chest. Eager panting breaths hissed in River's ears, fingers holding tightly to his hip, one arm curled up along his chest, fingers curling possessively over his shoulder.

Pleasure overwhelmed River, that insistent feral need building until he wanted to scream, willing to beg Maze for it, toes curling painfully. The soft patter of cum spraying the base of the tree preceded a long shrill moan. Maze grunted and drove three rough strokes into River's quivering guts before releasing deep within him.

Heat leapt towards his stomach, thick pulses reverberating in time with his own waning orgasm, nearly bringing him to another orgasm. He clung to the tree to keep himself upright, Maze's weight pinning him in place, hips digging against his rump. Maze let his forehead rest against the back of River's shoulder, the two of them panting, a cool morning breeze dancing around them.

Maze gave River's shoulder a gentle nip then pulled away, his smooth cock easily pulling free. River mewled, then yelped. Standing and unprepared, River's used hole couldn't hold back the culmination of repeated breeding. Thick seed spilled down his thighs and the back of his balls to soak his pants. River hadn't realized just how much he'd been carrying inside of him until he found himself empty. He stumbled upright from the tree and surveyed the damage.

Maze winced. "Sorry. I didn't consider that."

A mixture of wonder, arousal, and despair washed over River. His pokemon was impressively virile, viscous white fluid coating the insides of his legs and leaving a dark heavy stain spreading across his jeans. He absolutely couldn't continue like this. River groaned. He dug through his pack for a change of pants and scurried off the pathway. It would be just his luck to get caught now.

Maze followed, watching with a satisfied grin. "I know you liked it."

A blush rose in River's neck as he struggled to remove his cum-drenched clothing in a vain attempt to not make even more of a mess, some of it reaching the top of his socks. The cool air only emphasized how much it smeared his skin. He kept his mouth shut though, unable to deny Maze's taunt. Once he was half naked, Maze chimed in again.

"Here, let me." A tinging sensation scraped across River's skin, and the sheen of cum disappeared, leaving his legs more or less dry. The sensation slowed, gently suckling across his taut balls and up the cleft of his rump, a gentle shudder running up River's spine. A heavy orb of cum dropped to the dry leaves.

"Thanks," River muttered. "No chance you could do that for my pants I'm guessing?" Maze shook his head, and River sighed. He couldn't pack his ruined pants, not without all of his belongings reeking of Maze's cum before they reached their destination, so he awkwardly kicked a small pile of loam over them.

River tried to make his voice firm. "And not again until we reach the city, otherwise we'll never get there." Maze chuckled in response, both of them fully aware that River wouldn't stop him should he insist.