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Eclipse

“ Revenge"

“Medicham, use Brick Break!"

There was a grunt, followed by a sickening crunch from nearby. The sound of something large and heavy landing in some grass almost drowned out the sound of the trainer, who gasped in shock. A pained yelp carried through the air.

Eclipse couldn't even growl at the situation. The Mightyena stayed helpless behind the barrier of the Pokéball, able only to listen at the sounds of the battle. Annoyance welled up inside him, and he felt the pain as he heard his mother's body crash into the floor. The sounds of protests from her only assured him that she was still conscious for now. It was clear she couldn't last another hit.

The Mightyena tried to shove against the abstract feeling that bound him inside, but to no avail. He stopped as he felt his trainer's hand brush over her belt; Cyan was feeling each of the Pokéballs in turn.

“That Medicham…it's too fast, too strong." she said with a distant voice. “If I send any of you out now, it's going to defeat you in one hit." There was a pause, while Eclipse considered the rest of the team. The twins weren't in the six chosen for her team, not that it mattered; they wouldn't stand it… but he could, surely.

Cyan took a breath, hesitating. The pained moan of Eclipse's mother trailed off as she made sounds, as if getting up.

“If I let Raith take the next hit, and send in Garth afresh…"

An icy feeling gripped Eclipse. No, she couldn't be considering... she couldn't leave his mother out there!?

“It's the only way…" Cyan finished. There was a note of sadness, regret in her voice. Eclipse heard none of it, renewing his efforts against the unyielding seal.

“Raith, come on!" Cyan cried out. “Show that-“

Another crunch of sound, and Eclipse froze. The sickening sound of a body fell nearby, leaving only the whispering grass in its wake.

As the familiar zap of Raith's Pokéball drew his mother into an untouched slumber, Eclipse snarled silently. His mind burned with rage.

He heard his trainer's voice catching in her throat, and the pain in her voice. But he didn't care. Cyan had left his mother to be knocked out.

All he cared about now was revenge.

* * *

The campsite was dark, illuminated only by starlight; wherever the world wasn't steeped in shadows, it cast the area into an artist's pallet of deep, cool colours. The waxing crescent of the moon, barely a sliver of white, was low on the horizon just visible above the trees. All was still and quiet in the warm summer's night, save for the soft padding of the Mightyena as he walked heavily towards the tent.

Raith, Eclipse's mother laid beside it, curled up next to his two other siblings; Mightyena both. His mother's fur still glistened with the healing potion. She rested now, a thick blanket covered her and the twins.

Eclipse eyed it all through a red mist. He glowered back towards the tent; the opening flapped gently in the breeze.

He shouldered his way in, the zip complaining noisily. A growl began to build in his throat, a growl of hunger and passion, teeth baring before he knew it. Before him, Cyan lay beneath a half-open sleeping bag, outlined in her night dress. The night wasn't cold, not here. All the better, he thought, as he regarded her with contempt.

He slipped the rest of the way in, the tent's flap closing behind him. He leant down, pushing one of her legs away, and stepped between them. He grabbed the hem of the night dress in his teeth, pulling it up, and planted a paw on her almost flat chest.

Cyan woke with a start, to only have Eclipse's other paw pressing down on her mouth. Her eyes opened as she looked up at his dark silhouette.

“I could… have done it…" Eclipse breathed slowly, his voice deep, guttural as he tried to force the alien lexicon past his canine lips. “I could… survive the attack, and torn Medicham to pieces. I could have won that battle, and she… she would not get hurt."

Cyan began to struggle, pulling at the paws, but he dug his claws in at her chest. She went still again; a small whimper trickled from around his fur.

“But no… you let her get hurt. And now, you pay."

Cyan jerked her head free. “No, you couldn't-“

Eclipse snarled, leaning in, his muzzle inches from her face. “I could!"

“Eclipse…!" she cried out. “This way, none of the rest of you got hurt!"

“Quiet!" he demanded, and covered her mouth again. His claws found purchase on her soft skin, and he ignored his trainer's cry of pain as he held her head in place. “You hurt her… you leave her to faint… and so I hurt you…."

He grinned and lowered his body. He felt his sheath brush against her underwear, bulging as it did so. Pleasure slid through his body like the first wave of the turning tide – he couldn't help but growl.

Cyan's eyes went wild, and she struggled again. Eclipse held her down. “You… deserve this…" he said quietly.

His tip began to slide from the grey fur. The night's air felt cool around it, but Cyan's body radiated heat. He traced it uncaringly along the underwear, before roughly pushing the useless fabric out of the way. He felt his trainer's hot folds around the head of his shaft.

Cyan grabbed the paw on her mouth, but Eclipse lunged, biting into her hands. Cyan let out a cry, and he tasted blood. He held his head there, glaring at her. After a moment of silence, a sob slipped from her covered mouth as she looked up at him pleadingly.

His shaft teetered at the edge now. This was it, part of him thought. He could leave it here, withdraw; she's learnt her lesson.

No.

He quenched the thought, and immediately his mind revelled in the pleasure of the decision. It was a simple task, giving in. Loyalty to your family, justice for the guilty – all he had to do was embrace the lust that now drove his body. That glorious, all-encompassing lust.

With a shameless grin, he thrusted forwards eagerly; his cock strained against the folds as it found the right hole, and he then slammed it in.

Cyan probably tried to move, but Eclipse didn't notice – he shuddered, his mind whirling with the feeling of those incredibly tight, excessively hot walls. He'd never taken a human before; only a multitude of Pokémon. The darker part of his mind told him that too many of those had been consensual, because this felt amazing. His cock was squeezed, pressed back by the tight walls, but he drove it further in. How deliciously ironic! Her fighting, her rebellion against his intrusion, only heightened his feeling of pleasure.

Cyan squirmed beneath him, hands caught in her captor's muzzle, mouth covered by the dark-furred forepaw. Her eyes were wide, glinting wet in the darkness, staring up at him. He stared back with a modicum of disappointment; oh, if only she knew how much fun she was making this for him.

Her legs squeezed against his sides, but Eclipse didn't know what she was trying to accomplish. He bit down harder, causing another cry of pain to be muffled by his paw. Insistently, he pressed down with his claws, thrusting forwards again. Once more, that unparelleled feeling, that incredible delight…!

Apparently, his cock's girth was large for his species. And he was a big Mightyena – he was far larger than any normal human. Hell, that wasn't counting the knot either! Her walls tried to push him back, but again they failed as he forcedall of his emerged length inside of her. For a moment, he kept himself hilted to her; his heavy balls rested on her rear, so warm and supple and maleable…. His shaft throbbed, and he felt her cunt begin to stretch as the growing nubs of his knot pressed against it. He gave a long, low growl of contentment....

His paws were warm; rivulets of blood had begun to pool around the claws as they punctured the skin. He kept them in place, holding her there as he began to draw back his hips slowly, only to ram his cock back inside his prey. Another well-deserved squeal of horror was a symphony in his ears.

He quickly set up an erratic rhythm; each thrust forced his shaft back inside, driving that bulging shaft past her tight, unprepared walls, right to the growing knot which strained and stretched her so delightfully. Each pull back was done with a patience he even impressed himself with, savouring every moment of her struggling….

“Do you like it…?" He found himself muttering. The gloating was slipping through him easily; it was simple to allow it to happen, to let his desires take over his mind. “You like it…" As he spoke, his teeth ground against the hands caught in his maw, just enough to form words but never parting enough to let them go; he felt the bones roll beneath his jaws. He glared at her lustfully, watching her protesting face with something akin to glee. Two trails of tears glistened across her cheeks. “You enjoy this too much…" he said, suddenly digging in his claws as she hurriedly tried to shake her head.

He removed his paw from her chest, and quickly curled it under her hips before she could move in response. A row of claw wounds was visible between her small breasts, visible as dark red spots between rips in the night dress' fabric. He dug his claws back into her bare skin at her rear, and lifted her lower half up ready. Without further warning, he slammed his cock into her over and over again, pausing between each one to watch her reactions with a mix of interest and amazement. Each time, Cyan let out a cry against his paw – and between each one, what was that? Muffled sobs, or something…?

The pleasure was intense. His knot was already tough to fit inside; even now, unready for orgasm as he was, he was having difficulty with it straining at her hole. Each time, regardless, he squeezed it in, letting the entrance to the cunt slide over it with such incredible tightness. After a moment, he'd yank it back out, his body rejoicing in the simple, powerful action as he massaged his shaft against those hot walls.

The pleasure built and built – his body tingled, his mind was falling over itself in delight! Suddenly, he stopped thrusting, keeping his cock as deep inside her as he could manage. He felt himself teetering on the edge of orgasm, every ripple of those walls threatening to push him over….

“No." Eclipse muttered.

He let the feeling of his coming orgasm slowly recede, panting raggedly. Slowly, he opened his mouth, letting Cyan's hands drop down to his paw. They immediately twitched, trying to grasp his fur, but after his long bite it was nothing more than weak struggling, accomplishing nothing.

“You almost done hurting…" he said, slowly. “But not done yet." He shifted his paw on her mouth, almost to pull it away, as an indication of what he was about to do. “Do not shout." he commanded.

Cyan stared at him with wide eyes. Her breath was hot against his paw. A single tear rolled solemnly down the side of her face, losing itself in the mass of unkempt hair.

Slowly, carefully, Eclipse began to lift his paw away.

“HEL-" Cyan managed, before Eclipse's snarl drowned her out. He yanked himself free of her cunt, rolling her over onto her stomach, slamming both forepaws back onto her; one of them scrabbled for the back of her head, shoving her mouth against her pillow, cutting her off with her own yelp of pain. Insolance! Eclipse snarled over her pitiful cries.

“Scream again, and I bite!"

He lashed, out, catching her neck between his jaws. His teeth dug in, daggers that broke the flesh – but nothing more. An iron taste developed in his mouth, blood seeping from the wounds and dripping down onto the floor of the tent around his lips.

In an instant, Cyan was still. A small whimper was just heard above the muffled sobs behind the pillow. One eye, staring up at him in a harmonious mix of disbelief and terror, could just be seen through her black hair.

Perfect.

Satisfied, he hooked his front paws under her thighs, and hoisted her back up. Her head was pulled free from the pillow, but he kept his jaws wrapped around her neck.

For a moment, he held her steady. She could shout, right now, if she wanted too – her mouth was free from obstruction, after all. She could even try and pull away. But no – for once, for the first time, she was obeying him…

Oh fuck. It was incredible...

He lurched forwards, grinding his shaft against her, pre spurting over her crotch and onto the floor as he got back in position. His breath, ragged and heavy, rolled over her neck, the sound filling the tent as his tip once again reached the stretched hole.

But while his mind was patient, his body wasn't; his hips spasmed already, thrusting eagerly against her rear first in a mad eagerness to orgasm.

He felt warmth envelop the tip as it finally found its way into her hole, before he planted one back paw on her thigh and thrusted in. Again, that feeling slid through him like golden nectar, right to the tips of his paws in a glorious feeling of satisfaction.

For an instant, Cyan almost shouted in pain – her voice began to crack with the start of it, but Eclipse merely dug his claws into her; she went silent, before coughing back a terrified sob. It'd do.

Eclipse closed his eyes, and resumed his thrusting. The time for patience had ended; he thrusted in and out of her now in an unrelenting display of his lusts, his cock slamming back and forth like a jackhammer. That golden feeling cascaded through every inch of his body, his claws becoming invaluable in holding onto his victim as the pleasure coursed through every limb. He hadn't had a feeling this intense. Not since years ago. To finally do this again….

And with her. Cyan. His trainer. The one that would let her mother get beaten half to death…. Now trapped beneath him, being taken like the lowest of Pokémon. That was all she deserved.

It wasn't going to last long. Even now, his heavy balls that slapped against his knot with every hurried thrust were beginning to give in to the pleasure, the feeling tightening around them. Eclipse grasped the top of her head with one paw, his eyes shut down as his bore down on the climax. This was it – his victim held underneath him, no hope of escaping the inevitable now. He growled with sheer unadulterated happiness as his revenge reached its height.

His orgasm hit like a tidal wave, the feeling overtaking every last inch of his body, making him seize up in paralysis. His claws and teeth dug harshly into the vulnerable body beneath him, his mind burning like the inferno from an explosion, the heat spreading right to his smallest digits. His cock pulsed and throbbed against the human's tight walls, each motion sending his cum spurting deep into her. Some of it, somehow, must have even sprayed past his thick knot which strained against her folds; he heard some of it splash onto the tent's canvas beneath the two of them, and some more dribbled down his legs in thick, long strands. And he crouched there, wrapped around his prey, on top of the world….

As his mind began to clear, he revelled in each successive spurt; each one a reward, a trophy to his efforts. Eclipse became aware of a low, guttural growl escaping his throat as he slowly opened his eyes, letting the feeling slowly seep from his body.

Above the sound, the pitiful weeping of Cyan cut through the air like a knife.

For a moment, Eclipse felt his heart skip a beat, and a cold feeling almost grasp it. He forced the thought from his mind, though it was almost as if it was harder to do it now that his lust had gone.

After a few long, intense minutes of afterglow, he pushed himself up, standing on the thin canvas of the tent with all four paws. Cyan hung from his mouth and shaft, quivering; after a moment's hesitation, he slowly opened his mouth, releasing Cyan's neck and letting her front half drop to the ground. He loomed over his trainer as, looking so small in his dark shadow, she began to shake uncontrollably. He growled in post-sex desire as the vibrations slid through his shaft.

For a few moments, he allowed himself this indulgent pleasure. Then, he placed a paw on her back, and yanked himself out of her in one fierce, intense movement that elicited another trembling cry from Cyan. Cum splashed onto the floor below the two, settling in wide puddles and streaks.

In the low light, the floor of the tent was a monochrome; light cum near one end a sharp contrast to the blood at the other.

Slowly, Cyan collapsed, shuffling to the other side of the tent and curling herself into a ball. Eclipse regarded her for a few seconds, taking in her face streaked with tears, the hair that fell across it, eyes that stared unblinkingly, unseeingly at the dark floor in front of her. Her body continued to visibly tremble, criss-crossed with gashes and claw marks, the tattered remains of her night dress almost falling from her form. She seemed so frail now.

He opened his mouth as if to say something… and then stopped. What could he say now that would mean anything here? Serves you right? Don't do it again? Meaningless now. He wasn't quite sure what part of his mind had made him think that.

Slowly, he turned, and with only one more glance back at his trainer, he left from the tent.

Outside, the moon had sunk below the treeline, and the cloudy band of the Milky Way was just visible in the dark sky. Eclipse's black fur waved lazily in a breeze, and he took in a slow breath in the warm air. It slid over his body, reinvigorating every last part of him.

Perhaps being in the service of a trainer wasn't the life he was wanting, he considered, feeling how his body seemed to be so free of tension, so sleek and powerful now. He hadn't felt this good in months. No… no, of course he couldn't continue as some two-bit battling Pokémon. He needed somewhere else to stay, some other kind of work.

And what's more, he thought, as his mind focused on a simple pit-stop from months beforehand… he knew exactly where to go.

Slowly, with an almost serene air to it, a smile crept across the dark feral's lips as he began to walk away across the field.