Eager Fire 2: Catching Lightning
"Okay Eros, finish it off with an ember!" At his mate's command, the growlithe opened his muzzle, sending a stream of fire at it's opponent. It went down quickly and Eros turned back to Cecelia with the biggest doggy-grin. He loved his person, and had no qualms fighting on her behalf. It was mostly play, after all. He understood it was what kept them fed, and would do anything to see his special human smile.
Eros and I had come a long way since we left home. He had become tremendously stronger, and we had become surprisingly closer as a team. I admit I was worried about our journey at first and how he would act. Looking back, I'm embarrassed that I was ever concerned. Around other people my Eros became the perfect Gentleman. We often receive compliments on how well behaved he acted, him beaming all the while. To say my companion was smart was a severe understatement--he had a spirit to him that I adored with all of my heart.
Of course, our relationship continued to have other perks as well, but that was completely besides the point.
While we had yet to tackle a gym, we did well enough in the occasional battle for me to feel very confident in our ability. The only problem was that I didn't want to put all of the weight on Eros in battle. He tried to act as though he could handle it alone, but I could tell he got tired being the only one to fight. Not only that, the occasional water type fight took about all his strength to get through.
We were currently traveling between towns, far off in a wooded area that was marked legal to set up camp in. While the next town wasn't far off we were both in desperate need of a quick rest before carrying back on, and a several hour walk in the dark did not sound tempting. Not only that, but while some trainers were understanding if you explained you were in no condition for a fight, there were a few who would instead take advantage of your exhaustion. Then, of course, there were the wild pokemon. Having grown up around bred and trained pokemon, seeing how violent wild pokemon could be was a huge wake up call. While they would rarely cause any real harm, they were still a pain in the ass.
The small tent didn't take long to set up at this point, and before long we had a small fire crackling away. I had changed into a very long bed shirt for comfort, figuring that it covered enough should someone happen to come across us, as unlikely as that was. Eros snuggled up at my side, watching the fire while I worked to get something together to cook over it. While I added some spices to the pot with one hand, I took the opportunity to run my free hand through Eros's fur. "You did a good job today! I have to admit I was a little worried with that trainer's Vaporeon, but you showed them, didn't you?" Eros looked away from the fire and up at me, blinking his big eyes and responding with a quick growl. I smiled down at him, pouring a small amount of water in with the rest of the ingredients already in the pot. I didn't move for a second before looking back down at him.
He hadn't turned back to the fire, still watching me as I worked, and I could feel myself turn just the slightest hue of pink. "Eros, I know you can take on just about anything that comes our way, but what would you think of us expanding our team slightly? I don't want you to feel like you have to take on the world constantly. You could use someone else in the team, I think." I could see the surprise in his eyes for a little bit before giving a quick bark. "Grrr, grrow-bark." The pokemon grunted a few aggravated noised, finally turning back to the fire and fluffing his fur out. I couldn't help but sigh, leaning forward to put the pot over the fire before sitting back again. I could tell to say he wasn't thrilled with the idea would be an understatement, but the fact remained that we wouldn't get too far with just the two of us. Not only that, it wasn't as though we had won every single fight. The few we lost, especially in the beginning, almost made me want to turn back right then and there. I couldn't stand to see him hurting, and I knew if we went on alone much longer it would be a recipe for disaster. Eros was smart, he had to realize it too, even if he didn't like it.
We both watched the fire while I kept running my hand through his thick fur, revelling in how soft it was. I moved toward his head, scratching a bit behind his ear for a bit before petting back down his body, hesitating before continuing on further. I could feel him tense for a moment as he felt my hand on his belly, but rather than move out of reach he turned further on his side, back against me.
I spent a moment rubbing the shorter fur on his stomach back and forth, feeling his breath catch every time I went a little lower than usual. I glanced down at him, seeing his eyes closed and red happily peeking out of his sheath. Pulling my lip between my teeth my hand continued on it's path, ducking around his furry sheath and stroking upwards. I heard him grunt as his eyes squinted more, rolling over until he was completely on his back. I smiled, rubbing his steadily growing member more and more.
My hand continued stroking him while I moved my body until I was kneeling between his hind legs, watching as he slowly tried humping my hand from his position on his back. His eyes had opened and he watched me hungrily, tongue threatening to start panting at any moment. I couldn't help but smile widely at his happy doggy face. I knew our relationship was beyond horrible in the eyes of society, but it made us both so happy. How could that be so wrong?
His shaft had almost fully emerged from it's sheath now, and Eros started panting as he tried humping harder into my hand as I played with him. He started to try to get up for a moment, but I reached up and ran my other hand through his belly fur, gently holding him in place. Shimmying my way down until I was on all fours, my elbows on the ground so each hand could continue their jobs. Smiling up at the beautiful orange Pokemon, I licked my tongue up his tapered shaft, making a point to drink up the liquid dripping down it. He whined, thrusting forward into the air as his eyes snapped shut again. I gave him a few slow strokes of my hand again, waiting for him to turn back and watch me again. He did, pushing into my hand again, his penis like fire against my skin. I looked down on it, swearing it looked bigger every time we were intimate. That wasn't true, of course, but I still could never believe the size of it. I brought my head down to meet it, pulling the tapered tip of it between my lips and listening to him pant above me. If it wasn't for my hand gently stroking him as well I knew he would have done his best to thrust right into my mouth, but where would the fun have been in that?
Instead, I slowly brought my mouth down to meet my hand while it stroked him until my mouth had nearly all of him by itself. Eros whined and grunted, trying desperately to hump into my hand and mouth. He was nearly at the back of my throat, and I knew I couldn't fit all of him with his knot into my mouth. Even still, with my hand as well I knew how to make him very happy all the same.
My hand now squeezing his knot gently, I began to suck his penis eagerly, pulling my head up and swirling my tongue against the tip before going back down again. I was confident he wouldn't try to move immediately, and took my hand away from his stomach. While I suckled him I moved my newly freed hand down my own stomach, reaching to my panties. Pleasing my Pokemon did wonders for making myself happy, and my underwear was already near soaked. The fabric suddenly felt irritating against my groin, and I hooked a thumb through the band and pulled them to my knees, using my legs to kick them the rest of the way off. It felt much better without them, though my hand was quickly where they once were, thrusting a finger inside of myself. I needed to spread my legs slightly in order to use my elbow to keep my balance, but I was more than okay with that.
Continuing to tease Eros while I teased my self proved to be challenging. I couldn't do more than thrust slowly inside of myself while I continued my pattern of sucking, licking, and swallowing when I had the chance. Eros didn't seem to mind one bit, however, growling and yelping in pleasure as he humped against my hand more and more. He was watching me at this point, tongue happily lolling out of his mouth and front paws against his belly. I smiled around him, taking him in as deep as I dared, bumping the edge of his knot. He humped against my hand, letting out another loud bark as I pulled my head back again.
Suddenly, as I was about to continue on, I noticed him freeze, his growls change in tone. It took me a moment to realize something was wrong, but by the time I did it was too late. My Pokemon didn't dare move with his special bits so deep inside his trainer's mouth, so the other creature had no interruption in running it's thick tongue against my hand and loins. I froze, eyes wide. My brain escaped me, not even thinking of moving off of Eros even with him wriggling to get free. It wasn't until I felt the flat teeth bite at my hands and I instinctively moved them from the pain that any sense went through me. Even though it still wasn't very much in my lust filled stupor, especially when just as I took my mouth off of Eros the tongue went across my folds again, this time unhindered. It was so thick, and I could feel the Pokemon's teeth press against my skin as it licked again, this time pushing deep into my passage. It felt strange, almost tingly, and before I could help it send a moan out of my throat. My hand was still tight on Eros's knot, preventing him from moving, however he had seemed to calm down slightly. He still seemed to scowl over my shoulder, growling deep in his throat.
I turned, a pit in my stomach with worry of what I'd see. No matter what it was, chances were that it was something wild, and I didn't want it near such a sensitive area. Looking over my shoulder I saw black and white fur, the head of the creature deep between my legs as it continued it's hurried licking. I had to bite my tongue to keep from moaning, the Pokemon's tongue feeling amazing as it continued it's reach inside of me. "N-no, you get..." I tried to put my legs together, but the Pokemon's large head just pushed against me harder and refused to budge. I took my hand back from Eros, eyes snapping shut as for a moment as I held myself up. It felt like little tiny jolts inside of me, and I felt almost guilty at how good it was. "E-eros, what should w--" I opened my eyes and looked at my Growlithe, but he hadn't moved, instead watching what was happening from his vantage point underneath me. His shaft quivered, and I could hear him growl softly again. I looked down past my stomach to see the Pokemon was most definitely male and was quite aware of what it was doing.
It's penis was just downright huge, it hitting against it's own stomach every time it shifted itself. From what little I could see of the Pokemon from my viewpoint it was very, very familiar, but there was no way I could place it under the given circumstances. It continued pressing it's wide, thick tongue into me, and I bit my tongue sharply again, turning back to Eros. He was watching me this time, and gave a feeble little thrust of his hips as if to say '_Well, get on with it. I didn't say to stop.' _
I was torn, not really wanting a wild Pokemon to be doing anything to me, but a part of me reminded me how at one time I didn't want ANY Pokemon to fuck me, either. And look how much that had changed.
I wrapped my hands around Eros's waist, hugging him to myself as I put my mouth over him again. Eros started panting happily again almost instantly, thrusting gently into my mouth as I moved my head up and down on him. My head was in a fog while the other Pokemon's tongue continued to make my passage tingle with more than just pleasure. I moaned around my Growlithe's penis, listening to him whine and growl in response. Suddenly, the tongue disappeared. I stopped for a moment, ignoring Eros complain, and was about to look to see what happened when I suddenly felt a large pressure on my back. The weight made me push down suddenly on Eros, making him bark sharply and my eyes water as I suddenly met his knot again. The Pokemon weighed much more than Eros and it took me by surprise. I found myself having to support myself completely by my elbows, moving my arms to Eros's side. I could feel it thrusting against me, missing each time and bouncing against my stomach instead. God, even without it inside me I could feel how big it was. Panic struck me for a moment, and even Eros paused his thrusting to wait, watching wide-eyed past me.
Suddenly I felt the tip of it against me. It was flat, completely different than the tapered tip I was so used to, and took no time to push quickly into me. It filled me up instantly, and I couldn't help but gasp out around the member that was already in my mouth. Eros growled quietly, though whether it was in warning or in pleasure I couldn't tell. Just as quickly as it filled me up the pokemon pulled it out as much as it could before slamming back into me again. It took a little while for me to get used to it, but after a moment I continued to bob my head on Eros's penis. He took this as permission to continue his thrusting as well, pushing up into my mouth back at me.
The other Pokemon's feet (I thought they felt like hooves, but I couldn't be sure) gripped around my hips as it continued it's thrusting deep inside of me. Just as with it's tongue, it's large member felt as though it was tingling inside of me. However, unlike it's tongue it was much more intense. While not painful, it still felt like little jolts prickling my insides with each thrust. The huge member tried to push deeper with each thrust, causing me to moan around Eros more and more. The Pokemon did not bother to try and be nice, slamming itself as much as it could manage each time. I suddenly felt it's teeth at my shoulder, trying to hold down tightly. It managed to hook it's flat teeth on my collarbone, and the pain mixed with pleasure for a moment as it suddenly thrust the deepest it had been the whole time.
A scream turned into a moan around Eros, just as I pushed my head down. I didn't take in his knot, barely managing to think through the fog to avoid that, but his tip still pushed into the back of my throat as he thrusted with me, a flood of his lava-like seed rushing past my tonsils.
The Pokemon pulled and did one more powerful thrust, going even deeper yet with it's teeth latched around my collar bone before I felt a second flood inside of me. It felt like liquid energy, pushing it's way inside of places no solid thing could, filling every nook and cranny with this charged semen. The Pokemon pushed more, it's penis quivering as it released it's seed inside of it's willing occupant. It seemed to grind its teeth as much as it could, holding me in place as it surged. The lava stopped in my mouth and I pulled back, swallowing what was left behind as I took my mouth off of my Growlithe. He sat and panted for a moment, very well spent, before managing to work his way to his feet.
The strange Pokemon held his ground, teeth digging into my shoulder and shaft stuck deep inside of me. I could feel some of the charged seed pushing past the strange, flat tip of it's penis and run down my leg, sending tiny jolts through my skin as it went. Finally, after one more attempted push of it's hips it let go of my shoulder, leaving it sore where it's teeth were. It clamored off of my back and as he pulled himself out of me, I noted that I felt even more sore down there than I did on my shoulder. I heard the Pokemon snort, running a tongue up my leg and once through my folds again, though I winced this time. Oh, yes, I was very sore.
This time, however, I heard Eros growl at the intruder from where he stood, and it froze, watching my Growlithe carefully. I looked over at him, and noticed he had my bag by him and something in his mouth. He looked over at me, and dropped it, pushing it over with his nose. It rolled to a stop within reach. I turned and sat, trying to ignore how it was suddenly more painful to do that than it had been earlier, and took it. It was a Pokeball. Glancing over at Eros I raised an eyebrow before accepting his permission and turned to what I now definitely recognized as a Blitzle. It tried to stand tall, scowling at Eros, but I could tell it was just as tired as we were. It's legs shook, and it's beautiful black and white coat was shiny with sweat. I activated the ball in my hand, throwing it, keeping my fingers crossed that it wouldn't pop back open.
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When the morning came, Eros and I groggily stepped out from the tent, scowling up at the rising sun. I was in desperate need of a shower, and made a mental note to check right into a hotel when we got to town. After last night we were still pretty tired, though I was positive Eros wasn't near as sore as I was. A bruise had blossomed on my shoulder, but it wasn't too bad and was easily covered by my jacket. We took little time in packing up the campsite, putting our belongings in my bag that I then hefted onto my back. My belt was heavier than yesterday, having a new ball occupying it. I smiled, patting the Pokeball that Zeus currently slept in. I wasn't sure how he was around people yet since he wasn't quite tame, so for now he would have to travel like that.
Eros happily stood by my side, tail wagging as he looked up at me. I smiled, scratching behind his ear, "See, having another teammate isn't so bad."
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I feel a little guilty having a mostly-the-same pose in this one, but I hope I made up for it with the Blitzle! :s I do have other ideas in mind, I just have to figure out how to get from point A to B. However, if anyone has any ideas, thoughts, or suggestions for what they'd like to see, please let me know! I'd love to hear any of your ideas c:
Thanks again so much for your support and reading everyone! I hope you have a happy New Year!