A Tale Of Two Worlds - Chapter 4 Complications
#4 of A tale of two worlds
Chapter 4 - Complications:
The suns rays dispersed the flickering of the light it shone fading away behind the mighty form of White Cliff Mountain, the shadows lengthened and became that of tall looming spectres in the dark.
Though despite the sense of unwelcome this place hosted at night, a small beacon of joy sparkled like a shard of glass among a field of grass. A faint light was just visible at the entrance to a cave dwelling some where near the peak and on closer inspection it came from someone not something.
Amber sat cuddled up to the large frame of her new mate Rafeile, his arms wrapped loosely around her waist, they were completely content to just sit there in each others company staring out of the cave at the sky, as it slowly melted into night few stars were out yet.
Rafeile stroked along the rim of her wing, she shuddered and purred she wanted to show all the affection she could towards him, but little did he know how she wanted to show it.
She licked his muzzle and gradually moulded it into a long slow kiss, her tail started a small wag, and she rubbed her hand around his chest in continuous circles. Rafeile became aroused by this, but he kept control and managed to keep himself sheathed.
Amber giggled, she was having the desired effect upon him as she observed the strong male almost whimper under the treatment he was receiving, and just as she had entered the most erotic part of his tantalising she lost balance with her other arm and slipped down his side falling flat on her head.
Rafeile could not help but laugh, it had been such as serious moment up until then and now it was like something out of a comedy. Amber did not take kindly to this and sat up back to him pouting, he let out a hearty chuckled and again pulled her close and nuzzled the area on which she had fallen, he licked her once, she shivered and shook her wings, he smiled and gently kissed her forehead. Forgiving him she pressed her body up against his and resumed her "work".
She felt like punishing him a bit, only a little but enough to let him know he did wrong by laughing at her, so instead of gently easing him on she unexpectedly went straight into over lust mode, and her hand quickly found it's way into his sheath and onto his dormant member. But a few quick skilful movements of her hand soon changed that, within a space of about fifteen seconds she had it standing out fully and firmly erect.
'Jesus... Amber I didn't know you were so... Fuck!' Before he had time enough to finish his sentence she was all over him, her body wanted his so badly she wanted to taste him again so she locked her muzzle around his Pokehood, her tongue flicked eagerly over the tip lapping up the pre he was leaking. She started to deep throat him the walls of her throat closing around his throbbing meat, she was desperately trying to coax forth his own orgasm.
Rafeile sat dazed and pleased at the oral attack he was receiving, he could feel the pressure welling up inside him and his balls started to tighten, but then horror! She stopped and sitting up gave him a cheeky teasing grin, he was so close but she was denying him the pleasure of release, he looked at her with saddened eyes and she decided he had suffered enough so she got up and walked to his side and inhaled the scent that loomed in the air, she was turned on instantly Rafeile's musk was overwhelming, so putting a leg over him she climbed onto of his crotch.
'Well you have been good so I guess you deserve this,' she leaned in a said something that almost made him choke, 'I want to have your children...' He blinked blindly for the best part of a minute; she stroked his face and lowered herself onto his twitching member. He forgot what she said literarily immediately as he entered her, she was so tight and not that wet yet so it took some effort until he hilted but as he did they both let out a lustful sigh.
And with the tedious part over and done with the pleasure came soon after, she began to bounce on him with the vigour of a Growlithie on the hunt; he ground his hips underneath her resulting in a moan from her, her insides began to grow hot as the pounding increased in speed, they were going full on out and again Rafeile felt himself coming close but he was determined not to be the one to release first, so with a small amount of agility and strength he flipped Amber gently off him and onto the floor so she was laying sprawled out on her back.
At this movement she cried out in shock but was quickly pacified as his pressed his lips to hers and their tongues met, she began clawing at his back as he thrust into her again, he did not mind in fact he could hardly feel it, with one free hand he started to stoke her stomach and she groaned into his mouth the vibrations tickling her.
It was the breaking point she could not hold back any longer, so roughly breaking the kiss she flung her head backwards and let out a pleasured roar. Her tightened sex gripping his shaft, squeezing it he could feel every pulse, every little twitch inside her. This of course sent him over, he felt as though his head was spinning as he released within her depths, he coated her insides, and with a final push went straight through to her womb filling it easily within seconds so the most of it oozed back out along his shaft spilling onto the floor beneath them.
Amber's body glistened with specks of sweat this was so good, his seed inside her felt right and she squirmed underneath him trying to push herself further onto him, she started to pant pleasurably and she simultaneously went through three orgasms milking him for everything he was worth.
Rafeile's orgasm lasted for a good five minutes until the entire place stunk of sex, mixed with sweat. With a last moan he pulled out of her his spent member begging to recede into its dormant sheath. He rolled off of her and onto his side completely out of breath, his heavy panting was loud enough for Amber to giggle and let out a sarcastic remark.
'So only about ten minutes and you can't go on? Was it really that good?' She snaked her body up next to his so her wings rested against his chest.
Rafeile sat huffing and could only manage to cough forth a few words, '... It was ... amazing!' he put an arm around her and kissed the back of her head.
She snuggled up to him her tail wagging she could not have been happy if she had tried.
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About an hour passed as they lay there though they couldn't be sure, this is what they guessed since it had become nearly pitch black outside so a fair amount of time had to have passed.
'So Amber...' Rafeile nuzzled the side of her head, 'how do you think we're gonna get a blessing from your dad? I know he won't give it to me freely.'
'Oh I don't know, maybe you could go all weird and sparky, then you could beat it out of him.' She ran a finger along his cheek bone.
'Hey! I told you that's not my fault, I can't help it...' Rafeile became saddened he felt as he said those words he had no control over what he did, this make him think he was weak and he didn't like that idea.
'Aww... I didn't mean it,' she licked his maw.
'RAFEILE! RAFEILE! COMEON MAN GET OUT HERE!' Rafeile sat bolt upright as he heard Dante's deep voice boom round the corner, Amber followed in suit both acting on instinct.
Dante emerged in the entrance looking completely out of breath, 'We have to go now!'
'What's the rush? Your acting like the world is about to end' Rafeile stood up and began helping Amber to her feet.
Dante took a deep breath and spoke so quickly it was hard to keep up, 'to start with they're about to execute Myron and secondly there are about four Zards heading up here to take you in and get you put up for virtually the same punishment as Myron.' He nearly few over backwards as he did not take a breath the whole way through his sentence.
'Are you kidding!? They are still gonna kill him for... err did you just say that I'm being taken in? For what?!' He nearly dropped Amber but caught her as she shrieked.
Regaining some of his lost stamina Dante continued, 'You see Kalos kinda, somehow... sorta found out that you have bee, excuse my saying so, sleeping around with his daughter behind his back and he sees this as an attempt to upstart him.'
'Upstart him? So just for loving Amber his gonna be all "OFF WITH HIS HEAD" kinda crap?' Amber began to cry hugging Rafeile's side, she said something but it was completely illegible through her tears.
Rafeile eased Amber's small frame away from him and turned to face Dante, 'How long until they execute Myron?'
'Five minutes'
'So he doesn't even get chance to see his mate Naomi?'
'Uhhhh yeah five minutes'
Amber had gained control of herself as Rafeile returned his gaze towards her set his eyes firmly to hers, 'Amber I need you to stay her and to know that what I am about to do could add... complications to our relationship.'
'W-what do you mean?' her breathing increased and she became on the verge of crying once more, because of the fact she really knew what he was about to do and needed no answer.
Hoping not to cross this question he quickly thought up the most Casanova type question imaginable, 'Do you love me?'
Amber's reply was instant, 'Of course'
He smiled in a sort of way that was sad as well as happy, he took her in his arms for a last moment and pressed his lips to hers savouring for as long as her could the taste that may soon be lost to him of his love, 'That's all I needed to know.' Dante stood his mouth agape.
'Ahem.' He managed to get Raf's attention, 'Rafeile, before you get too involved in what you're doing we have some where to be... like now.'
'Your right we have an execution to attend.' And with that both large Pokemon ran outside and only just rounded the corner when they came face to face with the four males meant to apprehend him.
'By order of chief Kalos you are coming with... OUF!' Rafeile had not even given them chance to finish, performing an amazing feet of agility he bounded of the cliff wall and retracted within his shell, the force of him hitting them at that speed knocked them all flat like a couple of pins at a bowling alley.
He hit the ground a little harder than he would have liked and as he made contact the ground shook. Amber was sat in the cave and felt the sheer force of the vibrations followed shortly by screams and groans of agony, then the silence that came, this got to her and she cuddled up to her knees and quietly cried.
'There is nothing you can do Naomi!' Two of Naomi's friends held an overly stressed and distraught female, 'please stop this foolishness, think of your son!' Back at the trail Myron was moments away from his "judgement".
No matter what anyone said Naomi would not give up her frantic struggling she was desperately trying to force herself closer to her mate, tears streaming down her cheeks in an endless flow, 'No! Let go of me, please!'
Myron stood in the middle of the court now subdued by three other males one on each arm, and one holding his wings. 'Please be strong my love' he smiled meekly over his shoulder at her.
'Any final words?' Myron snapped his head to face forward and saw the prosecutor Albion glaring at him, a look of sick disposition on his face.
'None that I would waste on the likes of you'
'Tch fine' the answer he had received had angered him because he enjoyed watching others beg for there lives, he nodded to Kalos to indicate he was ready, Kalos returned the nod in turn to show he approved.
Albion looked back smiling and puffed up his chest inhaling deeply ready for the fatal attack, Myron closed his eyes and took a single short breath and then a thought passed through his head... it would be the last breath he ever took.
All of the aftermath seemed to take place in slow motion, Albion released the pressure he stored and a fiery star exploded from his lips into existence. All went quiet as Naomi screamed the sound just appeared to fade away from the world, then nothing... as in nothing happened, no pain, no heat just nothing and when he opened his eyes the reason became apparent.
The fire blast fell to the floor and shattered into thousands of glass like shards upon impact, a cold wind blowing over and to his left stood an extremely angry looking Rafeile with glowing blue eyes.
'YOU!' Albion screamed pointing towards Rafeile, 'How dare you stand in the way of justice!' He screamed half out of anger and half out of disbelief that his strongest attack had just been frozen in mid-air without so much as a sweat broken, saving Myron's life.
Rafeile cracked his knuckles, 'Justice?' He started to advance on the male, 'that is no justice!' He spat to the side then took a run at Albion, 'This is!' and he powered his clenched fist straight at Albion's stunned face, as contact was made a bone splintering sound rang out ending in a crunch due to the fact the top half of his muzzle was now broken, blood splattering everywhere. 'Dante now!'
Out of no where the heavyweight Nidoking fell from above tackling the Charizard holding Myron's left arm and beating in his chest. Myron in turn burst open his wing throwing the male holding them off, and with his now free left arm pummelled into the male holding his right thus freeing himself, and he ran full out to his surprised mate and embraced her shortly before turning back to assist his friends.
Rafeile eventually found himself come face to face with Kalos (well as much as you can when you're about four feet smaller) 'You shall not disgrace me or this court any longer!' Kalos howled and launched the largest flamethrower he had ever seen right at him, he barely had enough time to throw his body to the side to escape the raging inferno that charred the ground beyond the point of melting.
Rafeile stood up again the heat was so intense he was already sweating, it rolled down off his brow as he separated his legs and bent his knees slightly readying himself for the next attack, un-sheathing his cannons was a last precaution he didn't really want to attack his future farther in-law even if Kalos didn't know it yet.
But Rafeile soon found that there was now other way, attack after attack shot at him and at one point a fire spin passes his head by mere millimetres, so reluctantly he fired a hydro pump at Kalos's face in hopes of knocking him out but Kalos had other ideas and flared up shooting a full power flamethrower to counter.
The result was a colossal blast when the two techniques met; neither Rafeile or Kalos gave any ground and maintained their attacks. But when it came to it they both gave at the same time their stamina waning and fatigue threatening to overwhelm them, a thick cloud of mist consumed the two born from the meeting of their moves. Kalos began blindly slashing out trying to claw Rafeile, he came close on many occasions but only ever landed one on Raf's right leg.
Reeling from the pain of the gash he leapt backwards, there was no way to combat him in this environment, or so he thought...
'Close your eyes,' An elderly like voice echoed through the recesses of Rafeile's subconscious.
'Wha?... Huh?' Unknowingly he subconsciously answered the bodiless voice, 'but then I won't be able to see!'
'Can you see now?' No, so close your eyes.'
Not able to make any sense of the situation at hand he decided to comply, there was nothing else he could do anyway so why not?
Closing his eyes Rafeile waited for something to happen, he could hear the sounds of battle all around which could only mean Myron and Dante were putting up one hell of a fight.
'No what? This hasn't helped at all!' He began to panic thinking he had just handicapped himself further.
'Concentrate, listen to your surroundings and focus on what you want to see, hear it, and feel the heat of your opponent.'
This entity had a certain talent for leading because without question Rafeile did as he was instructed, and this was a first for him. Focusing on the area around him he could see something in his minds eye, he was painting a mental picture of everything near the rocks, beings even something as small as blades of grass. He was even able to sense what was behind him, which was lucky because dropping onto his stomach he was able to dodge an uppercut slice from a blurred Pokemon he guessed to be Kalos.
Swinging his leg outwards in a single straight movement he toppled the towering fire type by taking out his ankle. And with a tremendous thud the proud chief fell onto his chin, a trickle of blood seeping from his nostril.
'This is good you catch on very quickly, but you will have to hone your skills more if you are ever to be able to let this power flow freely... I will return when you are ready to continue.' And with that the presence washed out of him.
'That was new'
When the mist dispersed all action in the immediate vicinity ceased and everyone practically stopped breathing and stared in either fear or amazement. Rafeile stood over the downed figure of Kalos blood forming a small puddle around his maw, he was sprawled out on his front his wings laying limp to his sides.
'That is defiantly something you don't see every day' Dante stood back to back with Myron they were both surrounded be at least ten advancing Charizard, 'Rafeile I think it's time we go now, don't you think we've caused enough of an ACK!' Dante was cut short, he fell forward onto one knee gripping his stomach, blood steaming through his clenched fingers staining his white skin red.
Albion loomed over him, his claws drenched in Dante's blood he had taken a lunge at the distracted ground type and taken him down in his prime with a gash to the abdomen.
Acting as if out of instinct Myron span round smashing his tail into Albion's face and followed up by brining his foot about for a round house kick. The clean sweep causing Albion to lose his footing and stumble to the ground moaning in agony.
Rafeile broke through to them flinging an intercepting zard over his head, 'Myron! Get Dante out! Go to the woods I got your back!' He planted his feet on the ground between the remaining Charizard guards and his friends, as though daring someone to take him on.
To be true they had no intention of charging the one solely responsible for defeating their chieftain and started to steadily back off, little steps at a time allowing Myron to slump Dante onto his back and make his way towards the forest.
Rafeile moved in a circling motion around them being sure he was able to remain in between the two groups, and when Myron had safely made it to the edge of the dense woodland with Dante Rafeile straightened up, and in a very rebellious way saluted to the remainder of the Zard's in the market area before turning round and running after Myron.
To be continued...