# Gilded Touches

Author: MaverickKayPrime
Tags: Domination/Submission, Gardevoir, M/F, Nintendo, Vaginal, pokemon

Gilded Touches
 She
was still a Gardevoir, you know. Sure, she may have been super tough,
super physical, super mean, unlike the rest of her species, but she
was a Gardevoir nonetheless. And as such, she had their beautiful and
alluring looks. The slender body frame, the green hair, the red eyes,
not to mention the protruding red crest within their chests. Yeah,
she was still a Gardevoir.
 Roaming
through the forest on dainty legs, Cecilia thought it would be wise
to head back to the ranch. After all, she didn't want her trainer to
fret for her. But the sound of footsteps echoed out behind. She
leaned on a tree and crossed her arms, while she felt a burning
realization that she knew this being. A smirk was etched on her lips,
while his dark nature sent a cool air in the area.
 "Pierce,"
she whispered, already knowing his name, "Long time no see..."
 She
felt her hand being gripped, and tightly as well. The tough Gardevoir
turned around, seeing a being comprised mainly of blades.
Black, gold and red, his arms silver, two crescent blades atop one
another on his gut. He was a Bisharp, a pitiless Pokémon
that cared little for their victims.

 "Cecilia,"
Pierce said coyly, as he dragged his cold silver arm down her warm
cheek. His eyes suddenly grew hard, "Lay down..."

 No
one ordered Cecilia around, other than her Trainer. To order her
would be to sign one's own death certificate. So why, in the name of
Arceus, did Cecilia actually do so. She laid down on her back, gazing
up to the Bisharp with uncaring and emotionless eyes. Aye, her face
lacked emotion as a whole, as if not caring about what was happening.

 Pierce
descended upon her, his legs parted by her slender ones. He placed
his hands upon her sultry legs, feeling the many battle scars she had
gained from her years of service to their trainer. While his hands
traveled up, so did her long dress, where he eventually revealed her
pelvis. And yet, not once did her face shift from that uncaring
visage, even as he gazed upon her, surprisingly, wet pussy. And just
like her, the Sword Blade Pokémon showed no caring.
 Cecilia's
eyes traveled down to his crotch. What she saw staring back was
enough to scare any female. Pierce's cock, like those of all
Bisharps, was not fleshy and pink. Any normal prick would be much to
weak
to handle Cecilia's body. No, his cock was comprised entirely of
steel.
Bisharps are completely brutal; whether it be in combat, or sex.
 Cecilia
spread her gown out, in order to give Pierce more access to her
dripping pussy. It was aching now; pleading
to
be filled with something. Something hard, silver and cold;
something only Pierce could deliver. His cock moved closer and closer
to her aching pussy, where the cold steel eventually touched her warm
skin. And, with his mighty penis, he started to separate her folds.

 Cecilia's
grip on the ground increased to the point that she tore clumps of
dirt from the ground. It was the first emotional react she had to
him, and it made Pierce smirk. That smirk vanished however, when he
clenched tightly upon Cecilia's hips. The hidden blades within his
arms suddenly shot out, as he gave one mighty thrust into her
awaiting cunt.

 "AAAAAHHHHH!"
she yelped, as eight inches of cold steel rocketed into her body.
 Drool
left Cecilia's lips, as her emotionless face became one of anger and
agony. Nonethelss, as she held this visage, she nodded to Pierce.
Saying 'keep going'. And he did. Pierce started to buck forward
viciously with his hips, sending his silver prick deep into Cecilia's
body. The Gardevoir's face started to scrunch up from the feel, as he
pushed deeper and deeper into her quivering vagina. Instead of
moaning, she started panting, like she was doing some wicked hard
running. Was it really that hard for Cecilia to show emotion? It must
have been, because she was doing everything in her power to not do
so.

 Pierce
continued to fuck her thoroughly, as his silver cock plunged deep
into her naughty pussy. Her cunt squeezed in on his cock, unable to
shift it in anyway. No, his silver penis bent to no will, only his
own. Cecilia wrapped her legs around Pierce's waist, clenching and
holding him close. He leaned tall upon this action, while one of his
hands left her hips.
 Now
the dominating party, the mighty Bisharp began to thrust methodically
into the Gardevoir. His cock rocketed deep into her, whilst making
this sloshing sound due to the juices Cecilia secreted all over
herself. She wanted more, he knew this, but he didn't give it to her.
He held the power here; all
of
it. He'd do it to her as he saw fit.
 Grunting
now, Pierce picked up the speed. He began to ram into Cecilia
powerfully, poised to break her wild. She gazed up, not with a face
of lust, but with still with her angered visage. It was like Cecilia
was in a battle, and wasn't actually having sex. Even as lustful
drool hung from her lips, and her face was a cherry red, she did not
give into temptation. She didn't moan, or beg for his cock. No, to do
so would be to lose.
And Cecilia never
loses.

 Now
Pierce began to grunt, as his emotionless face grew just as hard and
angered as she was. The Gardevoir's hands dug into the ground, as she
fought back with all her strength. She started to rock her hips to
meet his, effectively helping him fuck her. His silver cock reached
even deeper inside her, touching up against her womb. A broken smile
cracked on her lips, while her tongue stuck out in lust.

 Pierce
continued to grunt and groan, as his penis delved deeper into
Cecilia. Where was it? Where was the Gardevoir's fucking g-spot!? He
couldn't find it, no matter how many times he shifted his dick. Or
maybe he had located it, and Cecilia merely has a wicked good 'poker
face'. Whatever the case may be, he just couldn't handle it! Cecilia;
damn her!

 "Ah,
ah, ah!" he broke down, gasping for breath he was holding in.
 He
stared to the body of the Gardevoir, watching as she nodded and
smiled from the pleasure, and from victory.
He didn't want to lose, but dammit did he actually do so! He picked
up the speed again, bucking forward like a fucking piston! The sound
of skin spanking skin echoing far out in this moonlight wilderness. 


 "Dammit!"
the Bisharp growled, "Just... DAMMIT!"

 He
finally released his load. Warm, sticky, burning cum, streamed from
Pierce's silver penis, and into the Gardevoir's womb. Maybe this was
his last attack in this brutal battle, his last offensive. His
revenge scheme, if you will.

 Pierce's
cum kept coming and coming and coming. Cecilia's eyes grew wide, as
she expected it to end sometime soon. It never did, however. His
semen continued to stain her cunt, filling her up tightly. He even
made sure to slam his pelvis up to her, just to make sure no cum
could come out. So much, so hot, kept coming, never stopping. Never
stopping. Never. Stopping.
 "Eeeeaaaaaahhhh!"
Cecilia shouted. It was the first time in a long time, that she
actually sounded like a woman.

 Pierce
pulled himself from Cecilia's cunt, his silver cock growing flaccid.
He watched his cum leak from her quivery pussy. She pressed on her
cunt, causing even more to spill out, and at a faster level. So much
cum; Pierce really tried to get her.
 "Fuck...
a tie..."
she grunted.

 "So
it would seem," Pierce said, as he tried to catch his breath, "I
still can't get you, can I, Cecilia? Not without a fight."

 "Not
now, not ever," she said, while her hands slid under his helm to
bring him close, "But, damn, you came close..."

 Their
lips met in a passionate kiss.
 "You
came so damn
close..."

End

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