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Silver's fingertips traced a light and luscious pattern across her neck, and she shivered with delight. Annie had finally made it home from Kalos to enjoy a nice, cold Johto winter--that she got to spend it with her paramour? Well, that was the cherry on top.

From the moment she'd arrived, she'd more or less thrown herself at him. Sure, she had her pokemon to dally with while she was away, but sometimes you just needed a less bestial touch. Silver had smirked at her amorous attentions, and taken things, as usual, maddeningly, teasingly, almost infuriatingly slow. Annie didn't mind. She knew he relished in his patience, and the way his slow tastes clashed with her passionate excitability was part of why they worked so well together.

And besides. He could act all high and mighty, but leaning against him, she felt the burgeoning insistence of his cock pressing against her back. She smirked to herself. He could hide it as best he tried--she knew she made him wild.

Turning her head, she delivered a series of small kisses along his neck. He purred and pulled her closer, his fingertips brushing down to glide along her shoulders and back. She was only wearing her lingerie, and his fingers paused near the strap, as though deciding whether or not to peel it off of her.

"You mentioned," Annie said between kisses, his neck growing hot and wet from her attentions, "that you had something planned for me? On my first day back?"

His message had been vague but tantalizing. It had teased around the details, taunting her with how little she knew, yet promising wild dividends. She wasn't worried, though--she knew that Silver Larussa wouldn't promise anything he didn't feel confident on delivering.

"C'mon," she teased, her breath getting heavy. "You made promises about a 'flood of pleasure'... a night that would be like a 'storm surge.' I'm home. I'm here. I'm waiting..."

He smirked and pulled her in for an intimate kiss. Their tongues swapped around, probing and teasing at each other, and she shuddered slightly in response, her body heating up. Enough coddling. Enough play. She was ready...!

They broke, both of them panting, and she was more than a little smug to see Silv blushing. Finally, a crack in his composure. He always fell apart eventually, but it never stopped pleasing her to see his grip loosen.

"Alright," he said, idly smoothing his hair back. "I think it's about time. But first..."

He reached over and opened a drawer, pulling something out of it. Annie's breath caught when she realized what it was.

The small jingle of metal was something she hadn't even realized she'd missed. Her collar was dark leather, the smell inviting and slightly earthy--the aroma took her back to the other encounters she'd worn it in. Silv bent over, his fingers nimble and surprisingly gentle as they brushed against her neck, the sensation followed by the smooth glide of the leather. When he clasped it around her, the leather snugly fitting into place, it fit perfectly. The way it rested against her was almost intimate. While he leaned back, a self-satisfied look on her face, she brushed her fingers against it.

"Ready?" Silv said. She nodded in return.

He took her and led her out of the lounge, to a larger distant room. And when he opened the door...

She gasped. There, waiting inside, was his Feraligatr--Maelstrom.

The Water-type was titanic, even bigger than her Typhlosion, Lustre, with rough aqua-blue scales and a formidable maw of teeth. His whole body rippled with animalistic power, muscles tightening beneath scales and clawed hands and footpaws moving with ponderous weight. The red crests along his head and back were chipped in places--intimidating reminders of the powerful foes he had taken on and won.

But even more intimidating were the other things he had on display, things Annie had never seen before: his hemipenes, a pair of long, sleek, and slightly curvy reptilian members that tapered to a point. They were already firm and erect, and both were dripping pre, the slick fluid sliding down the hemipenes and dripping onto the floor. Water-types had a reputation as messmakers when it came to lovemaking, and it seemed that Maelstrom was as guilty as the rest. The room was flooded with the scent, almost overpowering, of his arousal--musky and sharp.

Maelstrom was the perfect beast. He was strong, fierce, dominant, almost insatiable, and had a predilection for rough sex. He was ready to mate.

Annie's heart skipped a beat as she realized what Silver had in mind. With her. Maelstrom was ready to mate with her.

Silv's breath teased the back of her ear. "Maelstrom's been a very good boy lately," he breathed, the whispered sound gliding through her head. "I thought he might be due for a reward... so I thought I'd give one pet to another pet." His fingers traced the back of her neck, making her shudder, and gently made their way along her collar. "Don't you agree?"

Her heart hammering, Annie turned to look her lover in the eye. She'd laid with pokemon before, including Lustre--Silver knew this. And while she'd never articulated it to him, he doubtless had noticed the way she looked at his Feraligatr with amorous eyes.

Silv's eyes sparkled with smug confidence, certain that he was going to enjoy the show that Annie and Maelstrom put on for him, but something lurked just behind, an unspoken question: you are okay with this, right?

Swallowing, Annie nodded, her heart fluttering with anticipation and arousal. Maelstrom was bigger than anything she'd ever tried, the sort of pokemon she'd fantasized about since she was old enough to have fantasies. Now that she was finally face to face with such a creature, she found herself beset by nervous excitement. Her heart was hammering away. She was ready. No, she was more than ready. It was time!

With almost frustrating slowness, Silver slid his hands down her back and undid the lace bra, letting it drop to the floor. "No point in getting this nice stuff torn or ruined," he said, his voice low. "Feraligatr aren't exactly known for their gentleness, after all." He traced lower, winding his way down to her panties. Gods, but he was taking his time--Annie felt almost every heartbeat that passed, and Maelstrom growled with impatience, his hemipenes pulsing. Slightly more pre made its way out of his members and trickled down, coating him even more. Annie suspected there would be much more to go around by the time they were finished.

His fingers hooking around her panties, Silver finally brought them down to foot level. She stepped out automatically, and he fell back, settling in a small chair against the wall. Unzipping his pants, he allowed his cock loose, and he began slowly stroking it, each gesture long and luxurious.

"Well then," he said, his voice husky; a taunting smile played about his lips. "I think it's about time we got started."

Maelstrom settled back, a pleased growl ripping from his mouth. His two cocks splayed into the air, coated in pre and ready for attention.

Annie took a step toward him, and then another. If she thought the room had been thick with his scent before, she had to re-evaluate the closer she got. It was almost all-encompassing. Before Annie knew it, she was face-to-face with Maelstrom. "Let's start off with something simple, big guy," she purred, and took hold of one of his cocks. They were big enough that she could barely wrap one hand around the base.

She expected that under normal circumstances Maelstrom's cock might be difficult to pleasure; overly stiff, perhaps, or rough. But enough pre was already coating it that she had no problem sliding her hand up and down. Soon enough the room was filled with a regular shlk-shlk-shlk noise as Annie settled into a rhythm, slowly bringing her hand up before sending it careening down to near the base.

"Rrrrrrrngh," Maelstrom growled appreciatively, his voice low with pleasure. Annie felt his penis pulsing underneath her grip, and more fluid dribbled out the top, coating his massive cock in more fluids and covering her hand as well. The other did just the same. Under normal circumstances she might have thought he'd orgasmed already, but he was a Water-type--if even half of what she'd heard was true, this was little more than a prelude.

"You've got a lot of juice in you, huh," Annie said breathily, gazing up at him. Gods, but he was big. Even standing, she would barely reach his chin. "Like it?" He growled more and gestured at his other member. She switched focus easily. "Of course, big guy," she said, her voice low. "They both need attention, don't they?"

She continued pleasuring Maelstrom, the only sounds in the room his appreciative grunts and the rhythmic sliding of her hand on his cock. From the corner of her eye, Annie made out Silver, still pumping at his own cock with one hand; the other was drifting down his shirt, slowly unbuttoning it.

"Grngh..." Maelstrom grunted as his cocks pulsed again. Pre shot out with surprising force, catching Annie on her collarbone and dribbling down her chest; more of it made its way down his cocks and onto her hand. The floor beneath them was already getting messy.

"Hmmm," Annie said, drawing her hand off. She tried licking it clean--there was too much pre to completely clean off, but she could do her best. The taste was sharp and strong, a mix of bitter and very salty, and it lingered on the tongue and in the throat...

She swallowed it with delight, shivering as the new flavor made its way down inside of her.

"Let's take things up a notch," she said, kneeling in front of the cocks. Opening her mouth wide, her tongue out slightly, she took the tip and began sucking.

More of the biting taste flooded her senses. With the smell of arousal that was already surging into her, it was almost enough to overwhelm her entirely. She kept the tip of it in her mouth, swirling it about and playing it with her tongue, before gradually working her way lower and lower, the girthy cock filling her mouth while the tip teased the back of her throat.

But Maelstrom didn't seem to appreciate her slow-moving pace. With a frustrated rumble, he bucked his hips, sending his cock further down her throat. Annie's eyes widened at the sudden stuffing, able to make little more than a surprised "Glrk!" at the action.

Before she could recuperate, Maelstrom rested his paw on the back of her head, guiding her in a back-and-forth fellating motion. Despite how much of his cock the motion filled her with (he was so big!) Annie submitted, carefully breathing out her nose and falling into the pace that Maelstrom set. She went as far as she could, unable to take the whole thing in her mouth due to how wide it got, but did her best nonetheless. The tip of his cock went deep into her throat, which convulsed and massaged it--Maelstrom growled appreciatively, and his hemipenes twitched a bit. The one in her mouth shot more pre down her throat, while the unattended one sprayed across her face.

"Good," Silv teased. Annie, unable to turn her head due to the massive cock, was just able to see him from the corner of her eyes. His shirt was now undone, his pale chest gleaming with sweat, and his pace had increased--he was pumping his cock with regularity, now. "I know you like it like that. Submitting to a dominant, powerful beast..."

Arousal had already filled her with heat, but Annie felt herself blushing even more. He was right. Maelstrom was definitely in control now, and was setting the pace... and she loved staying along for the ride. Moments like this were what she'd dreamed of.

Maelstrom's pace increased, until he was humping and face-fucking her mouth. Annie's eyes fluttered in bliss; she moaned contentedly around his rod. This was already turning out wonderfully.

When he slid his cock out of her mouth, she was left needy and wanting--until he angled his body in such a way that the other cock, tall and proud, stood up, clearly ready.

"You're pushing his patience, Annie. Go on," teased Silver. "I think we've all waited long enough. Show him what you really want. "

Swallowing, her heart aflutter in excitement and anticipation, Annie nodded. Carefully scrambling up Maelstrom's body, she positioned herself just above his eager cock. She held there for a moment, all parties breathless with anticipation, before sinking down onto it.

A low, approving moan glided out from her body as Maelstrom's cock slid in. The tapered point fit easily, and the curvy shape let her easily slide further and further down onto it despite it increasing in girth. She met the midway point, the hemipenis already thicker than most human cocks and reaching far into her depths, and swirled her hips.

Ecstasy exploded inside of her as the reptilian member pressed against her inner erogenous zones, squeezing and tickling places she didn't know existed. "Hnnnnnngh," she cooed, awash with delight. "F-fuck, that's good..."

Maelstrom growled in agreement, placing one heavy hand on her shoulder. Then he started bucking his hips up and down.

"Ah! Ah-ahhhn!" Annie cried. The sudden movement was sublime, the crocodile's rod sliding in and out of her smoothly, with his pre and her own juices more than lubricating it enough to allow for ease of movement. She tried to move along with Maelstrom, but the Feraligatr growled and held her tight. He was having none of it--the dominant Water-type set the pace and Annie had no recourse but to follow along.

Gods, but it drove her wild.

He continued bucking his hips for a few solid minutes, smirking at the way her lewd cries filled the room, before trying a different tack--holding her in place and sliding in and out, in and out. With him holding her there, his cock was able to slide much further out than before, at one point nearly leaving entirely before hammering it in again. The sensation--the deep ache of his sudden absence, followed by the sudden surge of Maelstrom slamming it back in--electrified her, pleasure radiating out from her pussy to fill her entire body, the sensation like small pinpricks across her flesh. His second cock rubbed against her stomach and, vexingly, her clit, its slickened surface providing stimulation every time they rubbed together. Annie's breaths had devolved into little more than pants by this point; in her core she could feel the building pressure of an oncoming orgasm.

But Maelstrom decided to change tactics. "Grrrrnh," he growled, holding her with both claws and lifting her off of his dick. It popped free, more than a little fluid dribbling out of Annie, and she whined at the sudden lack of stimulation.

"I'm so close," she pouted. "Maelstrom, what are you doing..."

A chuckle from a corner of the room signified Silver's input. "I think he has something else in mind," he said. A wet and shiny patch on his groin and lower stomach indicated where he'd came from self-pleasure, but his cock was in his hand again and quickly growing larger. "He's tired of you only servicing his needs one at a time."

Blinking, Annie glanced down and realized that Silv was right: Maelstrom was maneuvering her towards his cocks, the tips close together.

"B-both?!" she squealed. Almost idly, Maelstrom teased her legs open by dragging a finger across her slit, making her shudder. "Nnnnng... w-wait, I don't know if I can--"

She didn't have time to finish. Maelstrom brought her down on both hemipenes, the two members pressing into her pussy at the same time. Her earlier building orgasm returned and crashed like a wave, and Annie could only gasp and shudder as it rode over her, filling her body with masochistic bliss. Her eyes fluttered and her breathing became erratic as she came all over the reptilian members inside of her, and sheer wonder raced through her body.

Growling with satisfaction, Maelstrom wriggled his hips, working more and more of his two cocks inside. It was almost too much--she wasn't even close to the halfway down them and she felt so filled, the sensation of having him in her driving her wild. Still riding the throes of her orgasm, she felt the bliss building up within her again, and she collapsed against Maelstrom's torso, her tongue lolling as she fought for control.

The crocodilian pokemon chuckled and began riding her further. Though he didn't force in any more than she could handle, his thrusts were particularly rough and erratic, a trait exacerbated by the fact that there were two of them in there. Annie whined with every new push as he pummeled her pussy, both cocks pulsing and filling her to burst. The wave of pleasure had only barely subsided and was already coming close to cresting again, a sensation she could barely stand. For his part, Maelstrom seemed to finally be losing himself, grunting and trilling with each thrust. His grip on Annie's sides were tight, so tight she felt it even through the haze of stimulation; he wasn't breaking the skin, but she'd have a red mark or two there for more than a few days.

The thought made her shudder. Those marks would be emblems of the debauchery she was engaged in right now: rutting with a beast.

Maelstrom's pace grew faster, harder, and more erratic, until Annie was squealing with every move he made. Finally, surrendering to his bestial instincts, he moved out of his half-sitting, half-lying position, and maneuvered Annie onto all fours. Striding her doggy-style, the dominant Water-type pulled out enough for his two cocks to slip free. Then, positioning one with her vagina and one with her anus, he slammed forward and began rutting her in earnest.

Annie keened, a high cry that filled the room, as both holes were pushed open at once by Maelstrom's cocks. Her eyes shot open--she tensed, overcome with just how sudden it all was. She rarely did anal, and the still-unfamiliar sensation sent a sharp note of tension through her. But the sensation faded, filled with a pleasurable relief. Despite his size, the sheer amount of lubrication on Maelstrom's cock let him slide in and out of her without friction. The ecstasy burst in her like fireworks, and she leaned into it, cooing. Somewhere in the haze of her mind, she idly reflected that this was the first time she'd had both her ass and pussy plowed.

The crocodilian was abandoning any pretense of restraint, his weight pushing her into the ground as he succumbed to his wild urges and fucked her like the beast he was. His pace was raw and unforgiving, his cries crescendoing in volume and filling the room, one heavy paw right on her back and keeping her pushed down. Every move from his hips, every twitch and pulse from those cocks, Annie felt intimately--she was utterly at the control of this dominant creature.

Passion and exultation filled her as she cried out in pleasure, every sense awash in the moment. This was it--this was everything she'd wanted and dreamed of. Submitting to a powerful beast, servicing him and receiving boundless pleasure in return--her innermost fantasies were being met. Another orgasm neared and she was vaguely aware that her panting cries were filling the room in time with Maelstrom's.

A shadow fell over her vision and briefly snapped her back to reality. Silver stood in front of her, his cock fully on display, his body sheened with sweat, his ponytail loose and nearly undone. He smiled smugly down at her.

"Hnnnng," she said, barely able to vocalize through it all. "S-Silv... I... Ah-ahhhhhhhn!"

He chuckled. "Like it, do you?" he asked. She retained enough control to nod. "Thought so," he said. Then he grabbed her hair, lined up his cock with her panting mouth, and pushed in. "Welcome home."

Annie's vision haloed as she came again, cum fountaining out of her as she clenched and milked Maelstrom's hemipenes for all they were worth. She moaned around Silver's member, able to do little more than that as he expertly face-fucked her, his cock teasing the back of her throat. After one particularly tight clench from her, Maelstrom roared and finally came. She spasmed as his cum flooded both her holes, the hot and slick fluid quickly filling her. Maelstrom pulled free, both cocks sliding out of her (Annie groaned as the still-pulsing tip of his dick popped free from her ass) and began spraying cum from both sources: it splashed across her back, her legs, the floor--some even made its way onto Silver, who laughed and turned his head to avoid having any land there.

With Maelstrom finally finished, there was only one person left, and Silver grunted as he face-fucked his lover with impressive speed, pulling out just in time spray cum across her face. Finally, her last hole emptied, Annie collapsed onto the ground, heedless of the mess of juices underneath her. Silver staggered back, panting, a look of satisfaction blooming across his face, and behind them Maelstrom growled appreciatively, both cocks still spraying cum everywhere.

"Y-you messy boy," Annie managed to get out. "Guess what they say about Water-types is true..."

If Maelstrom heard her, he gave no indication, instead leaning back with a trilling, contented growl. Annie, her limbs shaky and her body still aflame with raw ecstasy, didn't bother to get up until Silver helped her, taking her shakily over to the chair where he'd sat. "And how are we feeling?" he breathed, his eyes searching her body. "Alright?"

"...holy shit, Silv," she managed to get out. He grinned at her.

"I'll assume my gift was a success. And Maelstrom seemed to like it, so don't be afraid to ask... I'm sure he wouldn't mind having another go."

The idea made her heart dance. "I might just take you up on that," she said, before looking down at herself. She was covered in cum, there were red marks all along her body, and every hole ached in the most delicious way. "Though not for a little bit. That wasn't the sort of thing you can do every day..."

Silver laughed and leaned in to nibble her ear. "Whatever you say," he purred, his hands drifting down to play with her collar, "my pet."