Ch. 81 - B Side
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Penance - Trainer's Arcanine
A stroll on the beach, just the two of us, I'd suggested. It was late in the evening, and honestly, I needed to stretch. Dinner had settled, and so had all the aches and pains. Doubtless for him, too. I'd offered to carry him, but honestly I was glad when he chose to walk next to me, one hand at my shoulders as we left tracks in the loose, wet sand, only to let them be washed away by the rolling waves.
The rain hadn't stopped, but it had let up enough to not be a miserable experience, and I knew I'd dry quickly enough. Most of me, at least. He hadn't had a proper wash in days, and the rain only did so much. I could almost taste him with every breath. I wanted to. I needed to. And he knew it. Our path wound along the base of high cliffs, and before we knew it we'd found a secluded, tiny place that seemed perfect for what I had in mind. For what I knew he did, too.
I could smell it, his arousal, his want. When I turned to face him, it was to see that he'd been staring at me intently. A grin and a brush of his hands through my damp fur. His kiss was electric. Arceus, but the taste of his tongue on mine was more a paradise than anything in Alola could have offered. And he melted. He absolutely melted for me as I pushed him down in the sand, hovered over him, my tongue and his locked in a hungry, endless dance. I loved the way he let me in, sucked on me, nipped and teased at me. I could have let him do it all night, if the scent of him wasn't such a gods damned turn on.
I was glad he'd left his shirt in the tent. His bare skin was mine, and I loved the way he squirmed, as I sniffed at his chest, his belly, his arms. He laughed, at the first licks, teasing up from his stomach. Then moaned when I licked the salt off his chest. I could feel his arousal beneath me now, as I laid atop him. Could feel him poking at my belly. I wanted to taste his cock, too. But I wasn't done teasing. Not even close.
I loved every inch of him, loved how he took care of himself. The muscle in his shoulders and arms. The way his chest tensed and relaxed beneath my tongue. The way his hands slid through my fur, the strength of his grip, even when he was being gentle. I loved his legs, grinding against his thigh was like pushing against a tree trunk. I bet he could have picked me up, if he wanted. The thought of it sent another wave of arousal through me, left me leaving a trail of wetness against his skin from hip to knee as I slid down to lick him all over.
The way he squirmed when I moved up his arms from his hands! He laughed, writhed, begged me to stop as my nose brushed against his underarms. Not a chance, love. He pleaded, but he was delicious. Everything about him was delicious, and right now it was mine. He'd just have to whimper and plead for me. It was only fair, he'd turn the tables soon enough, and it would be my turn to beg him. Arceus, but I'd do so much more than beg if that's what he wanted!
He'd made a move to get up, and I let him get as far as his knees, before I launched my surprise attack, knocking him down in the sand and snatching the waistband of his shorts in my teeth. He let out a startled cry, but laughed and begged me not to rip them off of him, instead kneeling to help me take off the offending garments.
Half covered in sand was no good for me, so I brushed him clean. Well, clean enough. I nuzzled from his shoulders down his back before playfully nipping at his ass, just to watch him jump and squirm. Still on hands and knees, he looked at me in confusion, when I'd put a paw on his shoulder, but followed my lead, head down, ass up.
It was something Helena had done before, and I wondered if he'd enjoy it. If I would. I'd licked everywhere else, and despite his protestations to the contrary, he was clean enough. The taste was bitter, sour. I knew it wouldn't last though, and he was worth it. Arceus, the way he moaned was so worth it.
I'd drifted down, my tongue lavishing attention on that gorgeous human cock, the full length of it risen, dangling between his thighs, up to the delicate balls he'd be emptying in me tonight. To his ass again, which surprised him, made him jump like a ponyta bit by a fly. Still, as close as I was to him, I could see every bit of his honest reply. He might have bucked a bit, but he was loving it, even if it was a confusing new feeling for him. I'd given him goosebumps, even before I laid on my back, pushed my head between his thighs and took his cock into my mouth.
From there, I could control just about everything, my paws stretching up and around his back, from between his legs. Holding him a little closer, encouraging him to push just the way I knew he wanted. The feeling of him pulsing against my tongue and the roof of my mouth was too much. I could feel myself getting wetter, and it wasn't about the rain or the surf!
It was almost like bein' at ma's teat again, but I wasn't in any hurry for the meal this time. I had to be careful, for all I just wanted him to fuck my muzzle until he was satisfied. I wanted him to put his cum in my belly, one way or another... but not yet. I needed so much more! So I mimicked nursing on him, tenderly. Let him feel my tongue writhe against him, until he was trembling above me. Until his moans turned into a plea for more.
"That's it. I know you're tired, love. Just let me take care of everything tonight." I coaxed, my nose at his hip guiding him to lay on his back. I couldn't really feel it through my fur, but between my toes I could tell the sand was cool and damp. I'd have to keep him warm, even as I tended to him in all the ways I ached to. Not that any part of me objected to his touch in the moment. His fingers slid through my fur, and before long I was above him, nose to nose.
I'd drifted down his body again, pivoted and with a teasing lick down his stomach found my way to his cock again. That magnificent human cock. The scent of him was maddening, and I hadn't meant to, it was supposed to be about him, but I found myself straddling his face, eagerly grinding against him, writhing and digging my paws into the sand as his tongue danced across my aching, desperate pussy. All of the attention I'd given him had left me aching, desperate for something, anything from him to please me.
It felt like we were at it for days. Or only for a moment. Was it too much? Not enough? Both. Neither. It was perfect but it left me wanting. Left us both wanting, I knew. He was trembling and moaning into me as I took the whole of him into my hot mouth. My tongue circling him as much as I could make it, tickling at his balls as I bobbed and drooled over him. I wasn't sure if he would get off first or if I would, at that rate. As frustrating as it was, I had to pull away. I needed him inside me, and I didn't want to exhaust him so badly he got sick.
He had stopped shivering, was aglow as I stood, and turned around. His hands took hold of my sides and I felt the heat of his cock pressed against me as I lowered myself. I loved the way he spread me. The way I could feel every bit of him sinking in, the way his hips rose to meet me, before my weight pushed him right back down. I did what I could to keep the weight off of him, sitting upright, my paws on either side of his chest as I rocked myself back against him, tried to ride him like Claire or Tempest would.
It was strange. Strange that somehow it wasn't difficult the way I imagined it would be. He sank into the sand a little, and I had a wide enough place to sit that I didn't feel I was about to fall over. Strange how deep he seemed. More than normal. More than when he mounted me from behind. No wonder they liked it so much!
I could smell myself, smell where his beautiful cock had begun to twist me up inside. The way I dripped on him, my body begging him for more with every spasm inside. I just wanted to rub my pussy all over him. Wanted him to smell like me for the rest of the night. Wanted to mark him, or let him mark me, something, anything! Arceus but I needed him to make me come!
I had told him to let me take care of him, but I wasn't arguing when his hands took hold of me, pushed me harder down against him, his hips rolling from beneath me to grind against me inside. I was lost in it, that perfect feeling of master buried in me the way he was meant to be.
My thoughts had drifted, to the first night I knew I wanted him. We were on a beach not too different from this one weren't we? I had been so much smaller then, heartbroken, lonely. And he was there for me. He hadn't done so because he wanted something from me, it was just who he was. The man I fell in love with so much even Wendy couldn't have stopped me.
I had wanted it so desperately. Wanted him to take me, right then and there. I wanted to please him. Had always wanted to please him. I wanted him to have me in any way he'd take me, and I wanted even more than that!
I could feel it building again, that perfect ache drowning out my thoughts until all there was in the world was the two of us. My paws digging into the sand, trying to clutch at him as my muscles rippled around his cock, clamped down as best as they could, trying to keep him deep inside to fill me with life. As much as I needed it, I needed something else even more.
Trainer
There was little in the world sexier to me than watching my pokemon come. Penance always let out a whimper that was too high pitched for her body. Her tail would wag, but stiffly, not the relaxed sway it had when she was eating a delicious meal, or the sinuous seductive sway she got when she knew I was staring at her until she hiked it up just so I could appreciate her sex, or her ass. No, it was more like a rigid pole behind her when the height of her climax was too much to bear.
As she came down from it, her gaze met mine, lovingly, but searching. Satisfied only in body. "What can I do?" She asked, nuzzling into my neck. "What can I do to make it as good for you as it is for me?" As though it wasn't, somehow. As though the fireworks at the end were the only thing that counted. Gods, but if she only knew how much she really did for me, or how turned on I was right then!
"It wasn't about me." I had replied, kissing her again. "I wanted... I needed you to have this. But if you need to feel me flood you?" She whined at that in eager pleading. A plaintive little whimper as I took hold of her hips and eased her off of me. She needed no coaxing, head down, ass up, presenting herself to me, her tail offering that seductive sway, raised high to hide absolutely nothing from me. For her size I could just about stand upright as I gave myself to her as hard as I could. I knew it would drive her crazy, and before long she was racing toward another climax. I brought her so close to the edge she was begging, but I left her unsatisfied, a growl and then a gasp as I pulled out all at once, blew across her hot, needy sex with a cold breath. Stunned in the moment, I grabbed hold of her, wrestled her onto her back with all my might. My hands took her hind legs, pushed them up toward her head. The wet, slick head of my cock had slid along the base of her tail, to a much tighter ring of flesh. "Do you need it?" I asked, meeting her gaze. "Do you need to feel my release inside you?"
Her response wasn't in words, a shy look in her eyes as she turned her head, but her tail was a dead giveaway, had begun to wag beneath me in excitement, anticipation, and arousal. The sand beneath us brushed to one side or the other, a divot beneath her growing with every motion. When I pushed, she let out a whimper, a whine, then a low, loving little growl as I began to sink in. Penance gripped at my shoulders with her paws, pulled me in as best as she could. Showed me, rather than told me.
"Naughty puppy." I teased as I hilted inside her. "You like it, don't you?" I asked as she let out an embarrassed huff.
"I wanted it from the first night." She admitted. "Wanted to be a good girl for you. I wanted to show you I was worth it. That I'd've done anything. Been anything you wanted. I wanted you to have me however you pleased. Wanted it bad." Was it true? Was it just dirty talk? Neither would have surprised me, but either way I was absolutely aching for the filthy Arcanine, now. "So don't be gentle. Not if you don't want to be. I want you to cum, and I'm a big girl. I can take it."
"Show me how loyal my arcanine really is." I said, as I brushed my hand against her cheek. Her response was to turn her head, get my fingers in her mouth to tease them with her tongue, promises of pleasure in the heat of her mouth, a knowing gaze, even as I rocked my hips into her, the hot walls of her ass tugging at me with every motion. Her tail wagged almost frantically beneath me now, every brush of her silky soft fur driving me wild, tickling me in the most delicious ways.
For her size, her sweet canine pussy had been a lovely, silky, gentle caress. But for her strength her ass was a hot, vice tight grip. Every push, and every pull stroking me in the most obscenely beautiful way. I could feel her body pull at mine, yielding in turn to the intrusion of me. If her pussy had been hot, her ass was sweltering. It was too much in the best of ways, and I knew I wasn't going to last.
I made show of pinning her down, of railing her, deep and hard. She said she could take it, and I made her do exactly that. Made her whimper and whine and look to me in open pleading as I used her. I let one hand slide down between us, played with the puffy triangle of her sex. I shamelessly finger fucked her with the digits she'd left wet and slick from her mouth. Let my palm tease and rub over her swollen labia. Pleasured her, even as I took advantage of her tight clutching hole for my own need. A need that was welling up inside me, held back by the sheer grip of her body.
A little more, I was so damnably close. A little more, as I pushed my fingers into her sex, writhing within her, tormenting her overstimulated sex just to enjoy her whimpers and whines. A little more, as I ravaged her, plunged myself inside of her roughly. Arceus be damned, just a little more, buried deep while she alternated pleading and profanity. Once more she raised her head, her tongue pushed to my lips and further before my climax came, spraying into her all at once. Penance let out a pleasured cry and arched into me, wrapped me up in her paws and pinned me close as she found her own sobbing climax. Embraced me as she trembled and whined with what we'd just shared. An embarrassed little smile as her eyes darted around the room before meeting mine again. "I love you. I loved you from the very start. I wasn't kidding. That night on the beach? I'd have said yes to anything. Still would. Name it. I love you."
I'd need a wash. A proper one, with soap. Lots of soap. We'd have to find somewhere with a little luxury. Maybe on Akala. I knew Alcyon would take us there in the morning, if the rain would let up enough for it to be safe, at least. I'd have to find somewhere that had room for her, too. That was going to be our new challenge, wasn't it?
My thoughts were fleeting, and seemed everywhere. As tired as I was, spent from the day even before I was spent from her passion, I didn't remember getting back to the tent. She'd carried me, but I didn't remember getting on her back. When we made it back inside, she wrapped me up in her paws, and with a little teasing, managed to get me up enough to slip right back into her ass, slick and warm now from what we'd shared together.
The nagging worries didn't last in the warmth and scent of her. It would be fine. Probably. At the moment, I was too exhausted to keep thinking. Everything was sensation, warmth, safety. Penance held me close, buried in her fur, and in her body as well. Lulled me to sleep with the warmth of her breath, and the beat of her heart beneath my ear. My last fleeting thought was a happiness at just how much we belonged together. She was mine, but so too was I hers. She'd treated me with love from the very beginning, and I couldn't say I'd been any different. There was a gravity between us, and I trusted her even before I really knew her. Somehow my heart knew and the rest of me had to catch up
Helena - Trainer's Absol
I was glad the two of them had gone out to take care of each other. Even in the aftermath the whole tent seemed perfumed with horny arcanine. He'd have to clean up later, but I was glad when Belle unzipped the very bottom of the window flap. We'd keep an ear out, make sure nobody came sniffing around, but the fresh air coming in was worth the errant rain rolling off the canvas.
It wasn't that either of them smelled bad. It was the opposite. I could tell the scent of his sweat and sex was driving Belle nuts. Her fidgeting was a dead giveaway, but ultimately she laid her head down next to me in a resigned huff. She didn't say anything, but I understood. It was frustrating to have to wait, even if the fluffy bitch had more than earned it.
We'd talked it out together, what she hoped for. What she needed from me. What we'd do, once we had the chance. Talked it out, and watched a few movies for inspiration. I was grateful for her hands, switching out one card with another in the camera I'd talked master into picking up.
Fucker was lucky though. His little stunt might have pissed Sybil and I off a bit, but it made Belle swoon. I'd forgive him, but the lucario was going to get everything she wanted out of this, and then some. We'd need to pick a time and place, but it wasn't far off. She knew what she wanted, what she needed. And honestly, I needed to see it. After everything we'd gone through, I needed to see her happy.
It was a special kind of annoying that we were going to have to wait. We were going to have to talk him into some fights really soon, if nothing else, just to blow off the steam together. League sanctioned or not, we needed to get back to it anyway.
There were a few moments it seemed like she'd bring it up, but in the end all we had between us was a look, a shrug, and back to the movies we were watching. Neither of us really wanted to talk about the other thing. What we were becoming. If anything. It was more than happenstance, I thought. But... it was also fucking complicated.
I hated fucking complicated. I also hated complicated fucking. I wanted to know what was on her mind, but at the same time I wasn't sure if I did. I also didn't want to end up like that bitch Tempest, and her obedient little lap-slut. Even now they were in the middle of ... something. I wasn't sure what, and didn't want to find out. Fuck, did they ever stop?
No. Belle wouldn't let herself be that far gone. She was always too reserved, and me? I had other shit to do, anyway. Even if half of it seemed to circle back to getting that human's cock wet. Don't get me wrong, I loved getting the bastard off, and it felt good when he fucked me, but those two were the definition of 'too much of a good thing'!
So why couldn't I get the idea of it out of my head? I didn't know, and that made me just want to bite something!
Arceus, master. You'd better take care of me soon, or I'm gonna do something you won't admit you like!