Playing With Fire
Playing with Fire
By: Rakuen Growlithe
Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon or the associated products.
AN: This was my AGNPH contest entry but I didn't win. :( Thank you to Hiken Kiyoshi (=Mew Sands) for betaing.
Isn't fire a remarkable thing? It springs into life from nowhere and returns there when it's done. It spawns in a bright flash and prowls across the world, devouring all in its path. An empty expanse of ash is the only sign that it was ever there...
Azeri held his tail in front of his face. The flame on it burned brightly, its reflection jumping excitedly in the charmeleon's eyes. It always calmed his mind to see it, to feel its warmth to know that he was alive. Slowly he lowered his tail, moving it towards a stack of papers. As it got closer the flame flickered violently, seemingly eager to feed on the dry fuel.
What is fire? It exists. You can see it, feel it, feed it, starve it, kill it, but not contain it. You can't pick it up and carry it around. No matter how much you try to hold it you will just pass straight through it. It glows, gently licking at your hand, mocking your inability to restrain it. Flames are cute at first, nothing but a small twinkle, but, when they grow, they change. They become monsters of incredible power. They become nigh unstoppable.
As soon as Azeri's tail flame touched the paper it consumed it. It spread out like the roots of a great tree, long orange threads, spreading and merging into a lawn of fire. The lizard pokemon stood back, grinning as he watched his creation come to life, throwing light over the attic in which they were standing. He didn't know, or care, what was in it but it had been open and inviting. A huge source of kindling all in one place, just what a fire wanted, just what an arsonist wanted, just what he wanted.
*****
"It's been a hard week," commented Vap. "All these fires one after another. You'd swear someone was doing it deliberately."
The vaporeon gave a growl, his strong tail slapping the ground.
"I feel the same way," agreed his friend, a blastoise who was known as Tank. "If someone had been setting fires and I ever got my paws on him... Well let's just say that he'll know not to do it again."
"Only no one's ever caught anyone, they don't even have any leads."
"I bet it's one of those fire pokemon. You can never trust them. Have you seen how many crowd around when there's a fire? I'm telling you they enjoy it."
Vap shrugged, "I'm not sure they'd do it deliberately. In all fairness, I enjoy it when it rains."
"But you don't go out and start a flood."
"That's my point," he chuckled. "Let's not get ahead of ourselves. We don't know who's starting the fires."
"Yet we know who is probably doing it. Haven't you heard the joke? Two pokemon are sitting on the beach and start talking. They find out that they're both there on holiday with insurance money and the first one says, 'My house burned down. What happened to you?' And the second replies, 'Mine was washed away in a flood.' Then there's silence and the first asks, 'How do you start a flood?'"
A grin broke upon Vap's face and the quadrupedal pokemon rolled onto his back, on the bean bag that he was using for support.
Barely half an hour after their conversation, concerning the fires that had been playing havoc with the pokemon city, the air was filled with the screech of the fire-station bell.
"It's happening again!" exclaimed Tank, giving Val a light slap as he got up.
The vaporeon leaped to his feet, following behind the much larger, shelled pokemon.
The two of them hurried to the flat-bed cart which was used to transport the water pokemon who served as the city's fire-fighters' transport. Accompanied by their colleagues, all water pokemon, they were pulled away, at speed, by the tauros who powered the cart. Even though they had done the same thing for years, every fire sent a thrill through all of the pokemon and the air seemed charged with nerves and adrenalin.
*****
By the time the fire had been noticed and the firemen had responded it was too late to save the building. The entire structure had been engulfed, barely visible through the sheets of red flame. An angry black cloud rose above the blaze and ash whipped around the streets, blown about by the winds the intense heat was generating. All around pokemon stood, just staring hopelessly at the fire.
"Everyone get back!" warned Tank. "It's not safe here."
Even as he spoke, the blastoise bent over, aiming his two massive cannons at the burning building. Each one fired a jet of water, into the flames, hissing as they vaporised in the centre of the fire. The pokemon's large bulk slid back slightly from the force of the cannons as he systematically went to work, putting out the smaller sections of the fire while weakening those that were lending the most power to the conflagration. The other water pokemon joined him soon afterwards, surrounding the building as best they could and using a variety of water attacks alone and in concert to try and extinguish the hungry flames.
Vap put most of his focus on crowd control. The vaporeon ran from side to side, barking at the bystanders to keep their distance and dealing with any smaller fires that threatened to break out due to falling debris. Once he was sure that no one was in any immediate danger he went to his friends' side.
*****
Azeri stood in the shadows, watching the firemen, with a scowl on his face. It wasn't the presence of the firemen that annoyed him, but the fact that every minute his beautiful flames sank lower. His fire was dying and the charmeleon hated that. None of the blazes had ever survived the water pokemon's' assault but he still held out hope. Every time they arrived on the scene, his heart leaped with the hope that his fire would win out against them. Every time, however, he was forced to leave disappointed.
The charmeleon clenched his fists in frustration as he saw the last glow of life disappear, leaving only the wet ash and charred skeleton of the building. He turned away and began to trudge back home, already planning his next fire. He knew it'd have to be even bigger, perhaps a chain of fires all around the city...
"Stop! What're you doing here?"
The barking voice stopped Azeri in his tracks and he glanced over his shoulder. Vap was staring intently at him. The water-type's eyes moved up and down the lizard's body and flaming tail tip.
"I know you..." stated Vap, "You were watching the last few fires... You've been at all of them..."
Azeri swallowed nervously, if the vaporeon knew it was him who'd been setting the fires then he would be in a lot of trouble. Acting on instinct the charmeleon felt the warmth of fire rising up his throat before he released a blast of flame at the vaporeon. It wasn't aimed directly for Vap and instead hit the ground, expanding and temporarily blinding the vaporeon while clouding the air with smoke. Azeri turned as he released the attack and ran.
*****
"We're all going back now," an azumaril told Tank.
The blastoise nodded, "I know. Go on without me. I don't know where Vap's got to, and I can't just leave him here."
"Alright. We'll see you two back at the station then. And good job today."
"Thanks. I couldn't have done it alone though. I just wish I didn't have to do it at all."
"Don't we all," sighed the smaller pokemon. "I have to get back to the cart now. Later!"
Tank watched as the other fire-fighters all got on the cart and were pulled off.
"Now where has Vap got himself to?" sighed Tank.
He looked around the site of the fire, now just a cold, wet mess. The onlookers had all left and the place seemed incredibly lonely compared with the earlier excitement. After waiting a few more minutes, Tank headed off in the direction that he'd seen Vap going last.
*****
Tank made his way through area around where the fire had been.
"Vap? Are you here?"
His voice echoed around on plain brickwork as the blastoise continued his search. Luckily for him the ground was coated with ash and he was able to make out Vap's footprints and follow the trail. As he went a frown continued to grow on his reptilian face. Why were there two sets of footprints? Why did they weave around so much?
Soon, Tank was able to hear a distant sound from somewhere in the remains of the recently burned building. At first he wasn't sure what it was and had to strain his ears. It seemed to come from the direction in which he was heading, though, so he followed it. As he got closer to the source, the sound steadily became clearer. It was a rhythmic combination of a wet slurp followed by a grunt. Tank reached the room from which the sound was coming and peered cautiously inside.
Vap had finally managed to catch Azeri, after a long, tiring chase, and now had the charmeleon pinned down on his belly. The vaporeon was on his back, the water-type's long, slender cock curving from between his hind legs and disappearing into the bipedal lizard's tail hole.
"Vap! What're you doing?" exclaimed Tank, stumbling into the room.
The vaporeon looked up, his eyes bright with excitement and he flexed his paws, pressing harder against his victim. This caused Azeri to wince and the red-coloured pokemon whined pitifully.
"He's the one who's been setting the buildings on fire!" snarled Vap. "I'm just making sure that he learns not to do it again!"
Vap thrust forward hard, his dick sinking to the hilt in the charmeleon as he orgasmed and shot his seed into the rear of the other pokemon. Tank watched silently, his eyes wide as he watched his friend finish raping the charmeleon. Azeri was squirming and cursing as his arse burned from being taken and he could feel the cold, slimy feeling of vaporeon cum splashing inside his body. The thick jets of cum spraying over and over until Azeri felt sick and bloated, the feeling was reduced slightly as Vap stood up and got off of the fire-type.
"I've seen this guy hanging around at all the fires," Vap explained. "I know he set them. That's why he ran."
"Are you sure?" asked Tank, glaring down at the prone charmeleon.
Azeri gulped and couldn't help squirming. Not only was he at the mercy of two water pokemon now, but one was a lot bigger than he was.
"I'm positive," replied Vap. "I just haven't figured out what to do with him yet. Without any proper proof the police won't be able to do a thing about it."
Tank slammed one of his fists into the palm of his other paw, "I think we can make him confess. That ought to do it."
"It might, but I doubt it. The law's not always the most reliable thing," countered Vap. "I was thinking of something a little different..."
"Oh? And what would that be?"
"Well let me tell you that he has quite a nice, tight tail-hole there," smirked Vap. "I'm pretty sure he'd let you use it in exchange for letting him go."
The blastoise chuckled as he looked down at the wide-eyed fire pokemon.
"I think I'd enjoy that," nodded Tank. "After all of the trouble he's put us through I think it's only fair that we get some pleasure out of this deal. You got that, criminal? You're going to give it up to us and we'll let you go, but you have to leave this city forever. If either of us sees you here again, we won't be as lenient."
Azeri grimaced but his hand had been forced and he nodded in agreement.
At the beckoning of Tank, Azeri climbed up onto his hands and knees and crawled in front of the large turtle. One of the shell plates near the bottom of Tank's shell was hinged and moved out of the way to allow access to his flaccid dick. Azeri raised one paw and slowly began to fondle and press against the smooth, cool flesh. His touch brought a groan from the bigger pokemon, who hadn't had anyone other than himself doing anything sexually to him in quite a while. The stimulation from the charmeleon's paw was more than enough to quickly bring the blastoise's cock to half-mast. The partially engorged dick throbbed lightly as it filled Azeri's vision, already big enough to give the charmeleon second thoughts. He had no idea how he'd manage to survive it once it was at it's full size. A sharp clip to the side of his head brought him from his thoughts though and back to the task at hand.
Despite having mated the charmeleon just a few minutes ago, Vap could feel his member stirring as he watched Azeri humiliate himself and start to slurp the cock in front of him. The vaporeon sidled up next to his friend, his rod inching out with each step, eager to once again burrow into the hot insides of the arsonist.
"He's not the only one you need to keep happy," Vap reminded Azeri.
As he spoke the vaporeon reared up, placing his front paws on the charmeleon's back, and held his crotch in front of the lizard's face.
Once Vap had mounted his front Azeri changed position so that he was kneeling and one fore-paw took a hold of each of the proffered dicks. Vap's cock was long but slender and a bit sticky with the dried cum from his earlier mating. Conveniently he was also very messy and in barely any time at all his length was slick with the watery, but abundant, pre-cum he exuded. Tank's, in the other hand, was slightly shorter, yet more than made up for it in girth. The blastoise's length was thick, almost three times Vap's around, and it too leaked liberal amount's of pre over Azeri's full paw.
The charmeleon's paws slid up and down over the two penises, helping them reach their maximum dimensions and smearing their surfaces with lube in an attempt to make the following acts as painless as he could.
Tank and Vap were both moaning happily as they felt Azeri's paw slide up and down. His sharp claw tips were held out of the way and their cocks slipped easily along his smoothly-scaled skin, were squeezed between his fingers and oozed pre which ran down his arms to drip on the floor.
"We don't just want a pawjob," groaned Tank. "We want the full experience. Put your mouth to it."
Azeri let a scowl cross his face, luckily hidden from view by Vap's body, as his muzzle slowly moved closer to the two water pokemon's cocks. He turned to Tank's member first, lips parting as he prepared to placate the more dangerous of his tormentors. Slowly his mouth slid down over the massive dick, his lips stretching as they took in the turgid flesh. After about half the length he was forced to stop, unable to fit any more into his maw, and his tail swung irritably behind him as he was forced to suck on the other male's dick.
"That's good," sighed Tank, "but keep going."
Azeri slowly began to move his head along the swollen meat, his eyes watering as he had to continually fight down his gag reflex. At the same time his paw continued to stroke the bottom half of the blastoise's cock. Tank's eyes rolled up in bliss and he began to sway slightly on his feet, having to use the wall to support himself as his brain became focussed only on the pleasure. He hadn't felt anything like the warm maw of the charmeleon before and now he never wanted it to stop. He twitched his hips slightly, sending his length deeper into the fire pokemon's throat and causing him to pull back, coughing up the spill of pre which suddenly filled his muzzle.
A sudden pain on Azeri's head crest made him yelp out in pain.
"Don't just focus on him," growled Vap.
The charmeleon pulled his head off of the thick blastoise meat, taking a moment to stretch his now-aching jaw before he took the vaporeon's rod into his mouth. Being thinner, Vap's length was easier to handle in terms of width but Vap jerked back and forth more often, and each thrust sent his dick poking into Azeri's throat and making him gag uncomfortably.
One after the other Vap and Tank took the opportunity to scold Azeri and demand his attention. The poor charmeleon eventually managed to get into a rhythm though that kept both of the pokemon that he was meant to service happy. He spent a few minutes licking and sucking on the one before switching to the other. His mind had gone blank as he mechanically sucked, trying to ignore the taste and feel of pre-cum oozing out over him.
"I think we can move onto the next step, don't you?" murred Vap.
Tank grunted in agreement, letting Azeri move away from his cock.
"Which hole do you want?"asked the blastoise.
Azeri hung his head in shame. He could barely believe his situation; he was sitting on the dirty floor, pre-cum coating his paws and face while two male pokemon discussed who would rape him how.
"You can have his arse," answered Vap, "I already had my turn. I'll just use his muzzle this time. It was pretty good."
"Sounds good to me."
"Bend over," commanded Vap, talking to Azeri. "You're not done just yet."
Sighing deeply, the charmeleon got into position, eyes downcast and holding his tail to his side, leaving his rear exposed. Vap was about to mount his victim before Tank called him off.
"Wait a sec."
"Hmm?"
The blastoise picked up a frayed piece of rope that had managed to avoid being completely consumed by the fire. After making his way behind Azeri he lifted the charmeleon up onto his feet, being too low for taking on all fours, and tied his arms behind his back. Using the binding as a way to keep control over the charmeleon he bent Azeri's front forward sufficiently for Vap to mount him and position his cock at the fire pokemon's muzzle.
Azeri was about to complain. It was one thing being degraded but having his paws tied like they were and being bent over was sore. He squirmed, to no avail, and as he opened his mouth to say something Vap slid his cock into the convenient opening. The charmeleon moaned and tried to pull away from the vaporeon's shaft,but he had no where to go and just seconds afterwards Tank's swollen prick shoved its way into Azeri's tail-hole. He gave a out a muffled cry of pain, struggling as the blastoise pushed himself deeper and deeper. Luckily for Azeri he was still full with Vap's lubricating cum and it eased the passage, but could do nothing about the intense stretching as his arse strained to accommodate its giant intruder.
Once both pokemon had taken their positions they began to hump eagerly, the charmeleon's attentions having roused both of their lusts. Tank was even more aroused than Vap as he'd not mated in months, and he used one paw to hold the rope around Azeri's arms and the other to grip the charmeleon's tail base, using it to pull the hapless lizard into his thrusts.
The charmeleon's whines and squirming were completely disregarded as Vap and Tank focussed on whatever satisfied them. Azeri stumbled back and forth each time that Tank shoved into his butt, sending a shock-wave of pain up the charmeleon's spine. At his front end, Vap's dick prevented him from breathing properly and Azeri gasped and gagged over the slender rod as it continually pushed deeper, as if Vap was determined to get his entire length into his chosen hole. As it happened to be, he was. The vaporeon's forelegs were hooked around the charmeleon's own limbs, preventing him from moving back without the water pokemon's permission and making it easy to pull him a little closer with each forward thrust.
"Oh god... He's so tight," moaned Tank. "I can't hold out much longer."
The blastoise's paws squeezed tighter as the tension in his body built up. Azeri whimpered from the blastoise's strength, the pain making him tense up and clench his arse over the turtle's cock, just feeding the cycle. Tank's member was drooling pre constantly and in far larger quantities than Vap's had, the watery fluid dripping out of Azeri's anal star and creating a sticky puddle below him. All of a sudden Tank could hold out no longer and he slammed his rod into the charmeleon before him. Azeri's eyes widened as the large cock thudded deep in his body and bulged as it began spewing an inordinate amount of semen into his rectum. Tank let out a deep, load moan as his tension flowed from him in the form of a river of seed, causing Azeri to writhe uncomfortably as he was filled to the brim.
Once Tank was done he stepped back, pulling his cock out and releasing a flood of his cum from Azeri's anus. Vap used this opportunity to change his position slightly, pulling Azeri into a better configuration for mating. Azeri struggled harder now as he had to work harder to support Vap's weight, a task made more difficult with the vaporeon bucking freely into his maw. Vap was panting hard and his balls were aching for release but he held off as long as possible. He didn't want to finish until he had buried his full length into the charmeleon's throat. It soon became clear to him that he'd not make it at the current rate of progress, especially with Azeri's gasping sending his tongue slurping all over Vap's shaft.
"You better hold your breath," growled Vap in a warning.
A few thrusts later, once he was sure that Azeri had heard him, he arched his back in, pushing with his hips and pulling with his forelimbs. His cock slid forward into the tight embrace of Azeri's throat, before it sent thick jets of vaporeon seed shooting straight into the charmeleon's belly. Luckily for Azeri, Vap's load was diminished form the earlier mating and so it wasn't long at all before he pulled back, leaving the charmeleon to collapse on the floor, coughing and gasping for breath.
"Mmmm, that was good," murred Vap. "It's almost a shame we have to let him go."
Tank chuckled and nodded, "Yeah, but we have a deal. Don't forget your part, charmeleon."
Tank knelt down next to Azeri, tightening the bonds around his arms and securing his tail as well to make it hard for the charmeleon to burn the ropes away.
"We never want to see you in this town again," Tank reminded him.
"Or we might have to put out a fire that's a little more important to you," added Vap, swatting the charmeleon's tail-tip for emphasis.
******
Tank and Vap guided Azeri through the wreckage until they were hidden from view but next to a busy street. From there Tank picked up the charmeleon and pushed him out through a doorway, blocking it from the inside as he and Vap fled the scene. Azeri yelped as he landed on his nose. He struggled to his feet, finding it quite a mission without the help of his arms and was immediately overcome with embarrassment as he saw where he was. All around him pokemon were staring at him. There was nowhere for Azeri to hide form their gaze as they took him in; his arms tied tightly behind his back and his face, arms, and arse coated and dripping cum. Growling to himself, eyes low to avoid anyone's stares he began to make his way out of the town.
The End