Risky Games

Story by InternetGuy101 on SoFurry

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Well, well, well, look who's back and several weeks too late to write something for halloween. Instead of finishing that overdue story I wrote this one and will wait until I either have a good reason to post it or Halloween returns, whichever comes first.

Warnings: None

Hope you enjoy! :D


Every weekend, Blazh and Nika made their way to the local gym to watch amateur trainers battle, making it a weekly tradition of theirs to choose their favorites among the trainers and bet on which ones were going to emerge victorious.

They'd tried entering the tournaments but quickly found that Nika wasn't as combat proficient as they'd originally hoped nor did they get the attention they thought a shiny torracat would bring. In the end, her short battle career had been very unsuccessful so they settled on being spectators and finding their own way to have fun.

On this particular day, the arena was filled to the brim with enthusiastic fans and Blazh was forced to play the part of a human chair with Nika sitting on his lap. The match had yet to start and the discomfort of sharing a cramped seat already had the pair wriggling around in vain attempts to find some solace in the cheap stadium seats.

"Stop moving so much," Blazh whispered, getting a small tap to the bottom of his chin. along with a meow of defiance.

Once the first trainers walked onto the arena, Blazh and Nika gave each other a knowing look and paid close attention to both teams, trying to figure out which one was most likely to win.

"I think the team with the pidove is going to win, what do you think?" Blazh challenged, expecting Nika to choose the opposite team just to go against him, despite the fact that he'd placed his bet on the objectively stronger team.

Blazh simply grinned at her predictable response, already looking forward to his prize when he inevitably won their little wager. It was too easy for him to wrap her around his finger, having known her since she was a litten.


The first battle ended just as they'd both thought it would with Blazh's chosen team winning even if only by a small margin. With the first point in his favor, he snuck his hand between Nika's legs, watching her eyes widen in surprise as she purred contently. Her tail twitched urgently against his chest while she pushed forward to rest an especially warm part of her body on his hand.

Her breath quickened the moment two of his fingers pried her sex apart, momentarily stopping entirely when he pressed a third digit on her clit, driving her into a short frenzy of mewls that was drowned out by the countless conversations around them.

Nika forced his hand further, panting from the effort it took to keep quiet. She squirmed gleefully in his grasp, twitching every time he teased her folds with a short swipe, gasping whenever he sank a finger into her tight depths before leaving her wanting yet again. It was agonizing how slow he was to give her any decent attention but there was no point in complaining until she got her chance to get back at him.

The second pair of trainers took their spots opposite each other and Blazh hastened his movements after they'd made their bets, plunging two fingers in and out of Nika's quivering cunt much faster than before for the entire duration of the second battle.

Meanwhile, Nika huffed in frustration, stomping her paws against his legs while she impatiently waited for Blazh to finish toying with her. She swore vengeance in the silence of her thoughts but was met with a worse fate after failing to pick the winning team again. This time Blazh trapped one of the small buds lining her belly between his index and thumb, giving it a slight squeeze as his other hand did the same to her clit.

Time slowed to a near stop and Nika barely managed to keep from yowling, covering her mouth with her shaky paws as her eyes rolled back and lost all focus on the third set of trainers. Now Blazh's final triumph over the feline was guaranteed before the main battle between the gym leader and his challenge had even begun.

Nika tried to complain about his unfair abuse of their rules but didn't get the chance to protest after he unzipped his pants and ground her snatch against his trapped member, catching the overly reddened fire type very off guard and unprepared to take such a big risk in public.

"Tor-," Nika grumbled right as Blazh trapped his shaft between the heat of his body and her dripping snatch, grinding his member along the moaning torracat's entrance.

She soon lost her resolve to stop him and lined herself up as discreetly as she could, trembling from the excitement of taking their game so far. Her panting became a harmony of moans and heavy breaths that mixed with her purring to form a barely audible symphony of feline bliss. Blazh sat her on his cock, occasionally lifting her by her tail only to slam her back down moments later.

Blazh continued the pleasurable cycle of dropping her soft rump onto his shaft, mercilessly filling Nika to the brim while she melted at his touch, until she could take the incessant pounding no longer and assaulted her clit with frenzied paws that lasted little more than a few seconds before the battle ended and she was forced to stop.

Her eyes pleaded with Blazh to do something about her growing needs but his hands were tied by the many people rushing to leave. It certainly didn't help that he was balls deep in her clenching depths or that his member was twitching fervently inside the denied feline. Nika mewled her frustrations away until the deafening footsteps around them died down to the much quieter conversations of those who had yet to leave. Then and only then did Blazh lift her back onto her shaky legs, keeping his tip inside her heated depths while he waited for her next complaint, slamming her back down the second her mouth opened to voice any displeasure.

Instead, the sound that left her was a small cross between a moan and mewl, heard only by Blazh and a rockruff unfortunate enough to leave the gym sporting his own erection. Her small body quivered and a rush of searing pleasure poured onto Blazh's pants, leaving a very difficult to hide stain along with a look of undisguised bliss on her face.

"I guess I deserve this," Blazh sighed, staring at the dark spot on his pants as his words fell onto Nika's deaf ears to be drowned out by the lingering echoes of her ecstacy.

"T-torr~," Nika purred as she finally regained enough of her senses to collapse onto his legs, her blush strong enough to color her white fur.

"Suppose this means we should leave before someone catches us," Blazh suggested, pulling the shivering feline off of his member and cradling her in his arms after pulling his pants up.

Nika simply snuggled up to his chest, her purrs reverberating through them both as they walked back home where Blazh would inevitably get his prize for winning their weekly game.