A Different Kind of Fight
#15 of Pokemon
Here's another Pokemon quickie, this time for FA: shy001
Pokemon trainer Donell learns in the roughest way possible that if his Charizard doesn't get his frustrations out in a fight, he'll find some other way to take care of business...
Thumbnail background is from Pokemon Black/White, dumped by Ploaj for The Spriters Resource.
Writing (C) me
Donell (C) FA: shy001
Charizard and Pokemon (C) Nintendo
Inferno lazed around on his belly and grumbled his grievances to an empty room. It been weeks since his last battle. By all rights, a mighty, shiny Charizard like Inferno needed to stretch his wings. Fighting was in his blood. His flame-tipped tail burned brightly at the thought of his last fight and the one before that. In fact, Inferno loved all of his past conflicts.
The Charizard rolled onto his back and splayed his blue wings. At first he laid inert and peered up at the ceiling rafters. He huffed and blew twin plumes of smoke out through his nostrils. In all his stir-craziness, something else was beginning to affect Inferno. It was a feeling he hadn't felt in years, not since his rebellious Charmeleon years. The constant fighting usually kept his mind off of it, but now the feeling was unmistakable: Inferno was pent-up. Over what, he wasn't sure. There were no compatible females in his trainer's neighborhood.
Inferno sat up on his haunches, reached down with his three-fingered but articulate hands and brushed them across his subtle sheath and the heavy balls below it. The feeling made him shudder and growl and the flame at the tip of his tail flared up brilliantly.
Across the small house, the bathroom door creaked open. Inferno stood and twisted around to face the sound and so he watched as his trainer padded out wearing nothing but a towel around his middle. All of a sudden, Inferno smirked.
Donell was an unassuming Great Dane with white fur sporting black accents. He had some muscle tone yet clothing made him look perfectly average. It was only in a battle that his true colors showed. Otherwise, Donell was shy and quiet, even clumsy at times. He met Inferno's smirk with a cautious smile as he walked into the living room. "What's that smirk about?"
Inferno grumbled and pushed himself on Donell. Emerging from his sheath was a fat, black, and blunt-tipped member and coming from its tip was a steady drool of pre. As he nipped and nuzzled into his trainer's neck, Inferno also ground his growing erection against the Dane's thigh. Donell clammed up and went stiff as a board.
Part of Donell wanted to ask Inferno what exactly he was doing. It seemed like it was fairly obvious and therefore a stupid thing to ask. He set his paws upon the Charizard's shoulders and offered some token resistance but the Pokemon only rumbled dangerously. His scaly mitts went down and yanked the towel off of Donell's body to bare the Dane's flaccid, circumcised penis.
"All right, come on," Donell groaned. "Stop it, this is getting weird."
But Inferno was nothing if not insistent. His grin was hardly coy, coming across instead as a frustrated grimace. He closed a hand around Donell's pink cock and squeezed it snugly until the Dane gasped. With a sudden growl deep in his chest, Inferno pulled Donell by the cock to get him moving and when the Dane took but a single step, Inferno pushed him off balance and let him tumble to the floor.
Donell landed harmlessly but with a grunt. He made to peer angrily at his Pokemon but it was too late for their eyes to meet, for Inferno had already stepped over him and was on his way down. The Charizard planted his knees on either side of the dog's head and ground his cock, sheath and ballsack sloppily against his trainer's muzzle.
For a dog with such a tender nose, Donell was overwhelmed by reptilian musk. His cheeks flushed red though his cock remained flaccid for the time being. That changed when Inferno, grinning again, more carefully ground in and shoved his meat past Donell's jowls. The Dane had no choice but to suckle on his Pokemon's fat meat and he did so quite well, given the circumstances he was in. A mess of slippery pre coated his tongue and left Inferno's musk on his breath.
The Pokemon slopped his tongue out of his muzzle and panted hotly at the feeling. He couldn't help but grind his loins down to fuck the dog's face and he did so in no gentle way. Donell took it without a choice and his erection was soon throbbing just as Inferno's did.
It got to be that Inferno felt very cocky indeed from his trainer's compliant suckling. Wearing that broad smirk again, he rolled off of Donell and flopped on his back. The floor shuddered at the impact. More lewdly than ever then, the Charizard spread his legs wide and even held them up with the intent to offer his throbbing package to his trainer. What Inferno hadn't expected was Donell's especially deferent nature in this situation, and neither did he consider his trainer's species as a dog. Scent-oriented Donell nosed up beneath Inferno's balls and he snuffled, then slobbered the quivering pucker of the Charizard's asshole. Inferno groaned and swished his tail all around.
This sloppy rimming went on and on well beyond anything Inferno had expected. Not even Donell had expected it but his Pokemon's anal musk was enthralling to his tender nose. Servicing a massive, powerful male was everything to him. It didn't matter that that male was his own beloved Pokemon.
Inferno grew used to, but not jaded of the sensation of being rimmed. As he looked past his throbbing cock and at his trainer, he brushed his tail blindly against the Dane's own erection. Even the open flame of the tip was harmless to Donell, providing only a loving warmth which his penis responded to well. The drool of pre it loosed was nearly enough to rival Inferno's output.
Distracted from the rimming by his Pokemon's teasing tail, Donell lapped up along the Charizard's smooth, musky balls and from there up the length of his cock. In one smooth move he opened his maw wide and engulfed the Pokemon's cock down to the very sheath. Every suckle was noisy and slobbery, and the effect on Inferno was one of pure pleasure. The Charizard rewarded his trainer's work with firmer rubs with his tail but that wasn't enough for Donell. In his pursuit of his own release, the Dane reached down and started to jerk himself off but even that was no use to the Dane: He needed his Pokemon in the most intimate way possible. In one slobbery go just as fast as it had begun, Donell pulled up and off of Inferno's length. Runners of drool hung from his lips, connecting to the Charizard's dark flesh.
As he climbed up and over his lazing Pokemon, Donell hoped that the drool would be enough. He squatted and he gripped the Charizard's shaft to guide it to his pucker as he descended. When he felt the blunt tip on his asshole, he bit his lip but he watched his Pokemon's sneering face carefully. With a sudden push, Donell impaled himself and he gasped at the sensation. "Ooh, shit, it's been way too long for me," he whined.
Donell's discomfort was the very last thing Inferno cared about and his wide grin made that apparent. The Pokemon closed his hands around his trainer's hips and he coaxed the wincing and gasping dog down until he sat flush. A feeling of utter pleasure washed over Inferno. It left his tail swaying and his chest rumbling. Donell began to ride with some trepidation, yet he shortly started to moan too.
The trainer closed his eyes and braced his paws on Inferno's hard stomach as he rode. It took the Dane a depressingly short time to get used to the stretch but he was grateful for the pleasure, taking it with shuddering moans in excess. He ignored his swollen penis but Inferno took it upon himself to jerk on it. The Charizard did so roughly, but that seemed to be just how Donell wanted it.
"Mmh, yeah, yeah...!" Donell yowled to Inferno. Certainly in response, the Pokemon grinned wide and he squeezed down all the more roughly on his trainer's cock until the flesh bulged and flushed a shade of purple. Donell gasped and whined but he bucked into the Charizard's hand and clenched his ass down at the same time. "I swear, I'm not gonna last if you keep at it like that..."
It was a risk Inferno was willing to take. Even as his trainer bounced with everything he had, Inferno jerked and squeezed with an abusive grip. He often thumbed the drooling tip with a claw, parting the piss slit slightly to tease the tender inner flesh, yet he didn't go far with that. The main course was naturally Donell's cowboy antics. The Dane was riding wildly, slapping his balls down on Inferno's middle and working that black cock. His anal walls were snug around the flesh. The pre which squirted into the dog was pleasantly hot and the ambient temperature of the flesh itself was incredible. Donell could hardly believe how warm it was inside of him.
Again and again, Donell bounced with lessening coherence in his groans and cries. The Great Dane's work was becoming beautifully sloppy but Inferno's rough masturbation never let off. The Charizard just kept jerking and squeezing his trainer's tender cock until, at last, seed erupted from its blunt tip. A great mess of sloppy dog spunk splattered across Inferno's belly and as the climax struck, Donell's asshole clenched down with everything it had in one involuntary wring.
That clenching spelled the end for Inferno. He held his trainer by the hip and the cock as he roared mightily to the rafters. An enormous climax befitting the draconian beast he was filled the Great Dane's well-loved ass to capacity and then some. Despite the seal of Donell's asshole around the base of Inferno's shaft, the Pokemon's semen escaped in a hot drool. In the end, the dog panted and shuddered just as his Pokemon did.
A short time later, Donell pulled off of Inferno and fell against the floor beside him. Inferno rumbled warmly and, with his desires satiated, curled a wing around his trainer and showed only fondness. "You're so warm," Donell sighed. "Mm, next time you get like this, though, I'm just gonna take you to a breeder..."