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File Name: Perks of the Job: After Hours

Owner: Pokégirl

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File Type: Story:Adult:F/M: Human x Luxray

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Details: ...honestly, revisiting the 'verse with Ghost in the Machine was fun and I really enjoyed seeing Alex and Azad again so this seemed like a great opportunity to tell how they first met. :)

There was no denying it.

Alex took a moment to frown down at her stomach, poking the bit of overhanging pudge with a finger, unable to refute the physical evidence. A mostly sedentary lifestyle and her questionable meal choices in the cafeteria had led to her now fully formed “muffin top".

Throwing her shirt on over her head, Alex shoved her shoes on next and fixed the crushed backing with a slip and a curl of her finger. With a quick glance at the bench (phone, lock key, small towel, and water bottle; headset around her neck, check), she slid the lock in place and with a “click" was ready to go.

With the key jammed into her frustratingly tight and tiny pocket, she carried the rest, heading to the water station between the locker rooms to fill up her bottle. As part of “being green," the water station not only had a drinking fountain but also had a taller spout for cups, bottles, and really just about anything else that would fit.

In the hall, Alex found that Chad, the Machamp, was already in the process of filling up his jug. Alex gave an appreciative glance at the Machamp, some of her earlier annoyance fading. While she wouldn't say she was into beefy, muscley humans, there was something oddly appealing about Chad. It would be so easy for him, with those four arms to-

“Working out today?" Alex asked, forcefully trying to redirect her thoughts off her co-worker. She knew most Pokemon boasted above human level abilities, including scent, and, while she was unsure if a Machamp's nose was better than a human's or not, she didn't want to find out by advertising her momentary intrigue.

[Just finished,] Chad said, done filling his jug and stepping aside so that she could go next. [Got plans for the weekend so I just did a few reps.]

Alex could see that, now, from the corner of her eye. While not drenched in sweat, the Machamp did have a bit of a flush to him and, as she moved closer to fill her bottle, she caught the lingering scent of him; heavy but not entirely unpleasant.

Grateful her shirt was long and loose enough to somewhat hide her stomach, Alex tried to keep her thoughts off just how her yoga pants were clinging to her, giving a passing curse towards her past-self about picking them for their comfort without fully thinking through just how tightly they hugged her body. Hoping she didn't have a Camerupt toe, she merely made a polite noise of inquiry while silently encouraging the machine to fucking hurry and finish filling her bottle up.

[Yeah,] Chad said, taking a moment to swig a gulp of water from his jug, before grinning. [Me an' some of the guys were going to try the gym tomorrow, see how well we do.]

While Alex momentarily thought it was odd, to be so excited to go to the gym, she then realized what he meant.

“A league gym?" she asked, pulling her bottle away from the sensor as the water neared the top.

[Nah,] the Machamp waved his upper left hand. [Those are for the trainers and their 'mon. There's a small gym, like a dojo, for us without trainers to spar one on one with each other. Even got themselves a Chansey so you know it's legit.]

Alex refrained from commenting, having no knowledge of what would make a gym or dojo “legit" or not, but gave him a smile.

“That sounds exciting," she said instead. “You'll have to let me know how it goes."

[Sure!] Chad said, before giving a wink. [But you should know, the winner will be me.]

He gave a playful upper flex with his top arms and a lower flex with his bottom ones, grinning at her all the while.

“Mmm, well, I hope you have a good battle, then," Alex said, attempting to keep her voice steady even while her insides gave a traitorous pulse at the way his skin tightened over his four biceps. “I'm going to go get my workout started."

[Have a great one,] Chad said, which could have meant the weekend or her workout. Alex was more concerned with getting out of the hallway and into the well vented gym to dwell on which.

Giving a quick wave of her fingers, Alex went a little ways down the hall before pushing on the door, entering the gym. A quick glance of the room was all it took for her to breathe a sigh of relief, seeing no humans or Pokemon working out. The office gym, while convenient, wasn't particularly large, not like a full sized gym. Being underground, opposite the cafeteria, there were no windows but plenty of light with full sized mirrors on two of the four walls, making the space seem larger. While most of the equipment was “human" or “humanoid" designed, there were a few specifically for Pokemon, such two longer treadmills for quad Pokemon and one workout bench with weights exceeding what any human could safely lift. There was also a “workout machine" of some kind that she assumed was also for quad Pokemon, given it had a platform and pedals rather than bars and a seat, but she'd yet to see one use it so she couldn't say for sure.

Deciding to get back into the groove of her workouts with some cardio, Alex went to her preferred treadmill. Water bottle to the cup holder, phone on the little lip on the display of the machine, and towel hanging over the bar and she was as ready as she'd ever be to get this shit over with. Putting her earbuds in, Alex set her Workout Playlist to shuffle and hit “start" on her RunBuddy app as she set a reasonable walking pace to start her warm up.

While the steady beats pumped away, she kept her pace controlled, fighting the urge to speed up for at least five minutes so as to complete the warmup portion before her impatient need to actually get started kicked in.

RunBuddy chimed, just barely audible in her ear over her music, prompting Alex to set the speed fast enough she had to speed walk or jog. Reluctantly, she opted to jog, deciding to see how her sports bra held out.

There was definitely some jiggling but the wider stretch of material, rather than the standard “sexy dip", kept the girls from abandoning ship. Feeling a little more confident, Alex nudged the speed up one more level, lengthening her stride for a more comfortable jog.

Glancing at RunBuddy's display, she bit back a groan, remembering why she never liked to look at the screen. Time always seemed to drag during the running/jogging portion and never lasted long enough during the walking “breaks" in between.

Flipping her phone around, not wanting to get disheartened again, she tried to focus on the music. Mouthing the lyrics around her increasingly labored breathing, Alex eventually found her rhythm, her footfalls and her head bobbing in near sync with beats of the music. After several transitions, though, Alex was ready to be done. To be fair, she was ready to be done before she got started, but now she was really ready to be done. While it was healthy and all, it was boring as fuck, for the most part. Not to mention the sweat she had to keep wiping from her forehead and the uncomfortable feel of it along her back, dampening her bra and shirt.

“How many more?" she muttered, flipping her phone quickly then swearing and flipping it back again just as RunBuddy helpfully chimed to run again.

“Motherfucker," she muttered to herself, increasing the speed of both herself and the treadmill.

Trying to keep her posture straight, having read that would somehow help keep her from getting tired as easily, she tried not to focus on the feeling of having her chest thrust out and moving along with the swing of her arms. It was really hard to do, though, when they were right there. It was a good thing Chad had already left and wasn't here-

A hard and insistent pulse from within made her draw a shorter breath than she'd meant, forcing her to take a deeper one while she tried to find her rhythm once more. It was impossible to do, though, as her brain was far more occupied with thoughts of what if Chad was here, right behind you?

Another pulse made her thighs press temporarily tighter together while still trying to keep up the pace of her run. As if in on the conspiracy, RunBuddy chose that moment to chime, telling her it was time to walk.

Slowing down the pace of the treadmill only seemed to speed up the creation of the fantasy her mind was spinning. While trying to catch a breath and actually breathe, the thought of Chad being behind her, using the bench and effortlessly lifting weights had her shifting, trying to get her thong not to rub so frustratingly against her crotch as she kept walking.

Alex tried to ignore how plump her lips felt by taking another sip of water but the straw only put other thoughts in her mind, like Chad holding her head still as he force fucked her mouth. Even without him present, she could feel the touch of his second set of hands roaming over her body, squeezing and digging into her skin…

No. Wait. That was just her damned sports bra.

Alex tried tugging down the sides of the tight cloth, hoping to get it a little looser so that her body stopped being so fucking needy, but had little success before RunBuddy chimed once more.

With a groan, less caused by the frustration of having to run and by other things, Alex almost half closed her eyes as she gave in to the fantasy, the idea of Chad being behind her. Of him casually glancing her way as she started to run. Of how her tight yoga pants clung to her ass. Would he keep lifting the weights, then? Or maybe he'd only keep going with two hands while the other two moved lower, to his own tight pants; either adjusting himself or stroking himself.

“Fuck," she whispered, licking her lips absently.

Surely, a 'mon as big as Chad would have an equally impressive dick, right? Then again, it was rare for anyone to have an “all in one package" and with his already impressive body it wasn't a guarantee his cock would be all that large. But, for the sake of her wanton desires and her overly helpful imagination, having an impressive dick seemed necessary for this fantasy.

Would he keep stroking himself while watching her, hoping she didn't catch him out of the corner of her eye in the mirror? Or would he hope that she'd catch him, call him out on it? Turn the treadmill off and stalk over, saying something about “how dare he" and all that bullshit before he shut her up by asking her if she's going to “sit on it or what?"

Alex let out a shuddery breath, turning the dial down on the treadmill, almost having missed RunBuddy's final chime leading into the cool down. Probably for the best she was nearly done, her posture was shit right now. She was leaning too far forward, as if expecting to be mounted from behind, and the need to be fucked was nearly all she could think of.

Giving a glance, just once more confirming she was the only one here and no one had slipped in, she brushed a hand against the front of her shirt, raking her nails over her hardened nipples. With the shirt and her bra in the way, it was only a muted sensation but it was something while she suffered through this slowass, five minute cool down.

Walking with her thighs pressed together, she wasn't sure if she was easing some of the pressure or making it worse but it felt good even while it wasn't completely satisfying so she kept up with it.

When the happy little fanfare chimes went off, Alex pressed the “Off" button with a little more force than necessary. Even while very much not wanting to, she still went and got the spray and paper towel to clean off the machine, making sure to get everywhere she'd touched. That done, she grabbed her things and made her way to the locker room, desperate to get herself taken care of so she could think again.

=*=*=*=

Azad could barely think rationally, the residual urge to sink his claws in and rake them down the suits of the pompous humans who thought they had the right to tell him how he should be running things making his paws flex. It took every ounce of willpower he had not to press just a little bit harder against the top of his desk and drag his claws over and into the wood. While it might serve as an efficient warning for them not to fuck around with him, having several claw marks embedded in the wood would make it rather difficult to work off of.

Glancing at the clock at the bottom of his monitor, the Luxray felt his mood grow even darker.

[Fucking waste of time,] he growled between his teeth, moving the mouse to lock his computer, feeling as though he wouldn't be getting anything else done this evening with the mood he was in. [Spewing more hot air than a Drifblim, the both of them.]

Easing out of his chair, he stalked to the door, taking a moment to curl a lip up at the air. His office still stank like desperation and the false scent male humans wore called “cologne."

[If they wanted to do business with us so badly, maybe they should have offered better terms,] he said, feeling the fur along his shoulders bristling. [Why would we give them selling rights? Do they really think I'm that stupid?]

Stopping at the door frame, Azad tipped his head, listening to the sounds of the building. Given the time, he didn't expect anyone to be here but there were rare cases where someone might be working late. Granted, those were typically the creative sorts rather than the admin staff and usually on different floors but, either way, the absence of typing keys and chatter indicated he was alone.

A small measure of tension eased out of him, relieved that he didn't have to worry how his growling or snarling might be interpreted by the humans. Even if he wasn't directing his ire at them, they didn't seem to understand that and would often avoid his gaze or flinch.

The black star at the end of his tail flicked, his ears flattening against his skull as he made his way to the elevator.

If he were human, things would be smoother, easier. They would treat him with the respect a business owner should get. No more low-ball offers and scraps that a Mighteyna wouldn't even go for. They'd-

Azad shook his head, standing on his back legs to hit the button for down. There was no point in considering that. He wasn't human and, at the end of the day, he wouldn't want to be one.

To just let loose with a nice Spark, right on that smug fool Chaplain's ass was beyond tempting, though. Azad had no doubt it would change his tone of disdain and contempt to one of fear rather quickly and would likely make negotiations far more efficient…

The metallic “ding!" of the elevator had him putting those thoughts on hold. Slipping in and turning, Azad stood up, raising a paw to select his floor. For a moment, he considered going home but, with the mood he was in, only a battle or an extensive workout would help him settle. Since he doubted there was anyone at the office willing to give him a fight nor did he have time to set something up, the gym seemed a more fitting, albeit less satisfying, option.

One short elevator ride later, he arrived on B1. When the doors opened, a variety of scents flooded in, most of which he acknowledged but discarded after a moment. The majority were food based, things like chicken, chocolate, and some kind of plant thing that made his nose wrinkle. The rest was a weak but jumbled mix of the employees that the air purifying system had yet to cycle through. Overall, nothing exciting outside of the Tauros inspired “beef" that he made a mental note to grab a portion of after his workout.

Walking to the doors around the elevator, Azad pushed his way through. Letting them close behind him, he walked down the hallway, drawing in a hesitant breath through his nose. The scent of food faded to nothingness the further he went, being replaced by the scents of musk and exertion that always seemed to linger, no matter what sprays the cleaning crew used. There was an artificial scent hanging in the air, today; some kind of flowered something with a hint of spice to it that would have been pleasing if not for the false sweetness that all but slapped him across the nose.

He followed the scent, curious if it might have been a new deodorizer they were trying, making a mental note to see about reaching out to the manufacturer to see if they could remove the false floral odor and just retain the warm spice teasing just underneath it. Surprisingly, the trail didn't end at one of the wall mounted spritzers or a plug in; both of which had clashing scents of citrus and lavender that he only flattened his ears at. He was just about to the gym, still not having found the source, when a soft sound made him pause mid-step. Ears perked, Azad remained still, waiting to see if the noise would repeat itself. Ever so faint, he heard it again. Like the whispered coo of a Pidove, an almost sigh followed by a pained whimper.

Concerned someone might have injured themselves, Azad turned, feeling a brief tingle of electricity along the bridge of his nose as his vision slowly changed. The hallway wall faded, revealing the inner plumbing and wiring, before that, too, faded and allowed him to see into the gym.

A quick turn of the head allowed him to sweep through the gym once and another twist re-confirmed there was no one there, injured or otherwise.

Taking a step forward, fanning his ears forward and back, another faint sound had him redirect his attention away from the gym and towards the opposite side of the hall. The men's locker room was empty, at first glance, and he didn't see anything in the women's either.

It was as he was skimming back from the women's lockers and into the men's that he caught sight of someone moving. He'd missed them the first time as he'd not used enough power to peer through the plastic dividers the human's insisted on having so as to have their bowel movements in private. Whomever it was, it looked like they'd fallen and were struggling to get up, if the erratic motions were any indicator.

Closing his eyes for a brief but necessary moment, the electricity dissipated, leaving a faint tickle that made his nose twitch as it faded. Giving two rapid blinks, his vision transitioned, allowing him to see the hallway as it was instead of through it.

Wasting no further time, Azad used his Agility to all but fly into the locker room. The door offered no resistance, having not been locked, and easily swung in to admit him. The divider door to the stall remained momentarily still at the impact of his paw, as if it and its flimsy lock might try to bar him, before jerking and flinging itself open.

Taking a step in, his head turning downward to try and assess what might have happened to cause the human such distress, his brain finally caught up to the message his nose was trying to relay.

Practically laying on the floor, flushed, was a human woman. He assumed she was one of the ones who worked for his company but, at the moment, no name came to mind. Her shirt was pulled up, rumpled and hung up atop the material that, he assumed, was meant to bind her breasts. However, that material, too, was pulled up, leaving her breasts to hang like engorged Miltank udders. The nipples were nowhere as large as the bovine Pokemon's but were still pink and jutted out noticeably, swaying as her breasts did while she ground herself wantonly against some material that peeked out from between her thighs.

It took a moment, based on her expression, for her to register what had happened. Given the speed that he'd used to get in and “rescue" her, he was only now hearing the closing of the locker room door and the metal clang that he assumed was the lock of the bathroom stall striking the wall or the floor from his inadvertently breaking it.

The hazy look in her eyes cleared slightly, her tongue pulling back inside her parted lips as she appeared to realize that he was now standing before her and that she was no longer by herself.

While he half waited, seeing if she might try to come up with a rational excuse or go with “righteous indignity" that humans seemed so fond of, he drew another breath. The heat of her need and arousal flavored the air here more strongly than it had in the hallway, the spice overpowering the false flower scent that clung to her.

Before his lip could curl, a sudden motion made his attention sharpen back to her.

Shifting her body, her head tipping to the right in such a way that exposed her neck and the fine wisps of hair along it, rather than shouting or sputtering, she gave a smile.

“I don't suppose you want to help a girl out?" she asked, her voice a little breathless from her interrupted activities. “I could use the hand or…" her eyes dipped suggestively downward. “Cock."

=*=*=*=

One moment, Alex had been grinding herself against her gym towel, growing increasingly frustrated as it slipped and didn't hold enough of its shape against her clit to get her off; the next, the Luxray was in the stall, the door still in motion from the force of his entering.

Given she was figuratively fucked, her lust drunk brain decided she might as well go for literally fucked, too. Either way, she was getting fired so it'd be nice to get something out of it, besides an escort to the door. She sure as hell wasn't getting a referral, once he reported her to HR…

“What?" she asked, pouting her lower lip out when he still hadn't made a move to answer her. “Not your type?"

His ears flattened slightly and there was a soft growl that was more noise than words. While Alex's experience with Electric types was strictly basic social interactions with the Joltic in the office, she did have more experience with felines, given Kelly's Delcatty at home. Still, unlike with Chad, who she'd interacted enough with to understand rather easily, she could only really make a best guess as to what he was saying based on his body language and the feeling of what he was saying more so than any actual dialogue. It was a shame she didn't have one of the prototype translators on hand, but who would have considered needing one for this sort of situation?

Alex offered a purposefully slow blink while raising herself off the unsatisfactory towel. Lifting her ass as she spread her legs out, she kept her front to the ground, her nipples brushing the cool tile in a way that made her draw in a quick breath.

“You can't tell me you're not interested," she said, looking down from his face and between his legs, a bright contrast of red evident against his darker fur. “All you have to do is take me…"

The Luxray's lip curled, his growl having more meaning this time. While Alex doubted she caught every nuance, she felt she understood enough.

“You can't tell me you haven't ever wanted to put a human in their place," she answered, the widening of his eyes telling her she'd gotten it right. “Wanted to show them just how strong and powerful you are." Raising an eyebrow, propping herself on her elbows, she gestured back to herself. “Here I am."

His eyes followed her motion, lingering along her back or ass before coming back to her face.

“Show me," she insisted, meeting his gaze and not looking away, suddenly sure, somehow, that he needed this as much as she did.

There was a long, electric moment. Still, she didn't look away, just held on to that irrational, sudden knowing. Only when he turned his head did she feel as though she was mistaken.

At least, only until his mane bristled, expanding and glowing golden, tendrils of electricity dancing along his fur. Drawing in a breath, she watched as a thread of electricity arched forward past the broken stall door frame, striking with the speed of an Arbok. While she couldn't see exactly what it hit, her vision blocked by the stall wall, she could hear the sound of a lock sliding in place.

The lights were flickering, the hum of the bulbs almost in tune with the tendrils' dance. Slowly, the Luxray turned his head back to her, his mane still bristling and bright as he lowered his head and took one step towards her.

A wayward pulse of pleasure, her brain somehow mistaking the interest of this strong predator as a good thing, hit just below her bellybutton. Even while, rationally, Alex supposed she should be afraid, it was rather hard to actually be so when finally there was someone to fuck the stupid out of her and help her to start thinking rationally again.

Rocking slightly, causing her tits to sway and her nipples to brush against the cold tile again, she felt her lips part in a needy pant. Her eyes moved from his face back down to the significantly larger length of red between his legs. While Chad, being a humanoid, might potentially have a humanoid-like cock, the Luxray certainly did not. More like a thorn, curved slightly up towards his belly, it started off slender at the tip then grew increasingly thicker as it went. While he walked towards her, his shaft bobbed, dipping then lifting but stopping just short of hitting his stomach.

When he paused alongside her, Alex almost closed her eyes, taking in his scent. Pressing, like the weight of a thunderstorm, with pops of ozone from the still sparking electricity along his mane, it almost had her drooling on both ends.

Well? he seemed to say, giving a flex of his back hips, his cock thrusting. Take it.

“Are you asking?" she countered back, not bothering to move. “Or telling?"

His growl deepened and there was a sharp sting against her side that made her cry out, flinching away from the static bite of his electricity. Before she could get far or even close her mouth, he was on top of her. His front paws wrapped around her stomach, his chest against her back, and his cock forcefully shoved into her mouth.

Even as she had the temperamental thought of biting down, his claws pressed warningly against her exposed skin, as if daring her to try. An insistent thrust of his hips nearly made her gag before she could tilt her head, her only choices to be accommodating or to choke. Still, her initial fear of biting off more than she could chew subsided when she realized that, despite his fucking her face, he was doing so in such a way that allowed her time to acclimate and breathe.

Her mouth full of cock, his pre salty and thick as he continued his leisurely pace, Alex pressed her tongue upward and sucked. The stiffening of his body made it hard to tell if he enjoyed it or not but the abrupt thrust after seemed to indicate he had.

Swirling her tongue against his length, she found it mostly smooth save for near the tip. Like how his cock was thorn shaped, she felt an assortment of blunted nubs along the head. Playing with one, his claws pricked against her sides but not, she thought, in warning, but, rather, in encouragement. While she felt his hips tense, as if fighting against his own desire to keep thrusting, she went along from one to the other, trying to count how many there were. She'd counted maybe five when his soft paw pad slipped from her side down towards her ass.

For a moment, she was worried she'd have to keep her balance with him fully on top of her but, thankfully, he continued supporting the majority of his weight with his back legs. Her momentary distraction, however, came with a punishment.

His tail, forgotten with her mouth full of cock, grazed her left breast just before there was a sharp sting. Her knee-jerk reaction of pulling away was thwarted, the stronger Pokemon keeping her held still with his one paw and the weight of his body.

Did I say you could stop? Was the message she got, his tail warningly traced along her breast.

Her own growl slipped but she obediently went back to tracing the spines along his cock. As she did so, his free paw moved to cup her ass, squeezing the cheek of it. It was odd, she thought, having not figured Pokemon to care about breasts or asses the way humans did, but realization hit a moment later when she felt her yoga pants straining. She tried to offer a protest but her mouth was too full for her words to make any semblance of sense. Besides that, if anything, her muffled words and slight struggle only seemed to encourage him as one moment, she was fully covered and, the next, there was cool air against her flushed skin, accompanied by a sharp rrrip.

Sputtering and trying to get him to understand that these were one her favorite yoga pants he'd just now ruined, another shock, this time on her opposite tit, made her whimper and start sullenly sulking.

Moving both his paws, one gripping each side of her ass, the Luxray pulled his body up, shoving more of himself into her mouth and causing her to have to tip her head further to accommodate. As best as Alex could tell, her yoga pants were now split down the middle but her thong was still aggravatingly pressed against her pussy.

Her muffled complaints and annoyed wiggle might have actually gotten through to him as, the next moment, she felt his hot breath just along her ass. Growing still, remembering to keep sucking just moments before a warning tickle of his tail skimmed along her breast, Alex just gave another whimper as the fur of his chin grazed her skin and there was a sudden tug of her thong that caused it to bury itself into her pussy.

=*=*=*=

The human's protests and pleas made Azad yank upward, once more tugging that ridiculous scrap that'd been covering her under her thin black material. The delicious way she squirmed and semi-fought to get free had him giving a harder thrust into her mouth, her scent unable to hide or lie about her real thoughts and feelings of him mounting her thus.

In fact, he could taste her scent, saturating the material in his mouth. The cloth was displeasing against his tongue but her flavor almost made up for that. Mindful that his teeth didn't just rip it in one go, he tugged again, twisting his head and shaking it to intentionally push the material painfully up against her mound.

When she started back up with her muffled sounds, once more forgetting to service him, Azad used his star tipped tail to give a flick and then a sudden slap to her nearest teat. This close he could feel her every electrical current, every stillness, every breath. There was stiffness first -shock- followed by a pulse within her body that he had already identified as being pleasure.

The female enjoyed being put in her place.

[If only it was so easy to put every human in their place like this,] he said, his teeth sawing steadily on the thin scrap of white material protecting her “modesty." [Would make acquiring assets a lot easier...]

He gave a snap on the last word, severing the cotton.

Rather than falling and exposing her, however, the material remained snugly wedged between her ass.

With a slight chuckle, Azad shifted himself forward again, feeling her mouth spreading wider to accept him as he moved his paws to help the cloth free. The black material was still partially covering her bottom, protecting her from his claws as he sank them into her supple flesh. He could feel her electrical current flutter, like the heartbeat of a startled Swellow, as he carefully pulled.

The black material protested but could only rip wider as he spread her ass. With nothing holding it, the white scrap fell to the ground, suspended only by what little remained of it around her waist. With both the black and white material gone, her scent spilled forth, as tantalizing as any queen in heat.

Feeling his cock pulsing in response, Azad stretched his paws a little further down, cupping her plump cheeks and giving a pleased squeeze. While not as well-rounded as Miss Thorn, the Nidoqueen, the human's smaller size gave him an idea of something fun to try.

=*=*=*=

Alex shivered, unable to stop herself as the sharp hint of his claws pressed once more against her skin. She wasn't entirely sure what he found so fascinating about her ass but, given her mouth was full and he kept thrusting, it wasn't as though she could take a moment to ask.

Stepping forward, causing her to move back as well, the Luxray was now fully covering her. Electricity from his mane hummed along her lower back and ass, less of a sting and more of a tickle than his tail had been. There was a feeling along her arms, like a spiderweb was clinging to them, that made her want to rub the sensation away but she could do little more than keep her lips parted and try to keep from choking as more pre filled her mouth.

Trying to swallow, she felt some spill out as he pulled back, the wetness drooling down her chin. Most of it hit the floor or her bunched up shirt and bra but some of it struck her breasts, while they swung, basically smacking right into it. Gurgling around his shaft, trying to catch more than a breath of air, a wet warmth around her ass made her jerk forward. She didn't move very far, though, and the wetness kept toying around her asshole, teasing along it as if it would dip in at any moment.

Trying to shake her head, his dick making it very hard to do so, Alex attempted to get the point across that she had not signed up for ass play with this tête-à-tête today but a subtle warning of his tail against the underside of her breast made her stop. Before he could give her another shock, she bobbed her head, taking enough of him in one go that she had to force herself to relax and keep from gagging. His cock twitched, swelling up in her mouth and preventing her from breathing for one brief, exciting/terrifying moment before it returned to normal size.

Unsure when the next thrust or swell might cut off her air, Alex found herself breathing more heat and Luxray than actual air. The ozone scent had faded, probably because her nose was closer to the fur along his crotch and not his mane. Instead, there was an odor, like a humid summer day. It wasn't entirely off putting though she wasn't quite sure she'd call it pleasant either.

Another touch of warmth against her asshole made her practically scream around his dick, more a sound of frustration than any one word, though a couple expletives entered her head moments after. Two shocks, one to each breast (executed so quickly she'd have mistaken it for one if not for the residual soreness), made her eyes tear before she pressed her tongue up against the underside of his length. Between the added pressure from her tongue and her sucking, it helped slow his thrusts down as he enjoyed the added tightness and gave her something to do to ignore the way he teased at the tight pucker of her ass.

It took all of Alex's willpower to keep sucking, rather than trying to mouth off around his dick. Just as she thought he was going to slide it in, he sank his paws further into her ass, making her wonder if she was going to have to explain about some large bean sized bruises to Kelly later, and leaned so far over that his tongue grazed her pussy.

Apparently, her mouth opening wider in surprise was an invitation for the Luxray to sink every last inch of himself into her mouth. Her nose was all but buried in his fur, the heat of his tongue spreading her lower lips and caressing them enough to make her eyes cross.

That, or it was the lack of air.

Tipping her head, giving him easier access to fuck her throat in exchange for a better angle to try and breathe, her stomach dropped further towards the ground while her ass rose higher. From the sudden squeeze, the Luxray appeared to take her movement for eagerness and another stroke of his tongue had heat pulsing in her midsection.

She could no longer moan, his cock filling too much of her mouth and throat to allow for any such sounds. What once was minor drops of saliva and pre became a cascade of froth and bubbles, pooling around her lips and dribbling down. Her breasts were nearly soaked along the top, the material from her shirt and bra damp. Still, all she could do was keep her mouth open, sucking when she could, and otherwise enjoy being used as a cocksleeve.

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The female had grown oddly accommodating the moment Azad had lowered his tongue to taste the spicy nectar dripping so freely from her cunt. While it had been fun to tease her other hole, feeling her electric current frantic as prey under his paws then as still as a held breath the next, being so close to the source of that near maddening scent had made him wonder if she tasted as delicious as she smelled.

While he could stretch himself fairly far, given his longer length and feline flexibility, he was woefully short of being able to fully sink his tongue into her heat. Instead, he had to make do with tracing her outer lips and grazing by her opening, catching traces of old arousal with the new. Though, the more he worked his tongue against her, the more her body wept with need, offering him all he could want to lap at and more.

Feeling his cock pulsing once more, the need to mount and breed becoming increasingly urgent, he contemplated merely spilling his seed into her mouth. The thought of his torrent overflowing, coming out her mouth and nose, admittedly pleased some darker portion of himself. The same portion that enjoyed the thought of teaching the humans who belittled him a lesson with his claws and fangs, his electricity and his savagery.

As he sank his claws into her ass, reaching his tongue as far as he could for one more lap, he thrust his hips hard enough forward that he was certain to have hit the back of her throat. The gargled-choking sound spurred him onward, encouraging him to give another jerk of his hips, imagining that it wasn't this female, for a moment, but one of the insulting humans from earlier. That Azad had leapt over his desk and showed him exactly what he thought of their proposal while the other suit watched on, paralyzed up until he became next.

Only when a metallic scent punctuated the air did Azad realize just how engrossed he'd become in the fantasy. Raggedly panting, he forced his frantic hip thrusts to a stop, his balls aching with how close they'd been to cumming. Extracting his claws, spots of red along several of them, he almost breathed out an apology when he felt it.

While her body trembled beneath his, her electric current maintained its steady, eager hum. Unable to believe it, he took a breath through his nose. While the metallic hint of her blood dotted the air, there was no sour odor of fear or burning scent of anger. Only the spice of her arousal, which had somehow grown even sharper given the sting it left inside his nose.

Gently pushing himself up, he walked his paws along her back, still trying to keep most of his weight on his back legs. Carefully, he eased his cock from her throat. When it was finally out, she bent forward, giving a wet cough that trailed into a hacking wheeze. As the raspy sound subsided, becoming deeper and slightly haggard breaths, Azad positioned himself behind her. Humans were usually so soft and overly cautious with their matings but this one, this one enjoyed the rougher intimacy of his kind. There would be no stammered apologies or “is this okay?" here. Just the selfish seeking of pleasure that the other could provide.

And he could only find himself immensely glad for that as he gave into his instinct and mounted her from behind, jutting his hips forward to bump against hers and sinking his fangs along the skin of her neck even as his cock plunged into her welcoming entrance.

There was a sudden spike of her electrical current, at his entry, coupled with a sharp gasp. Her energy was buzzing, circulating as quickly through her body as her blood, both of which Azad could feel pulsing with the grip he maintained on her skin. Pulling almost entirely out before leisurely forcing his way back in, he relished the way her body squeezed around him, as though trying to keep him buried within her.

Saving her from having to bear the brunt of his weight, Azad kept his forelegs on either side of her body. While it was a pity he couldn't grip her and hold her still with his paws as he had facing the other way, doing so allowed him more control over the strength and speed of his thrusts. It also allowed him to maintain a steady hold on her neck, keeping his teeth from sinking too deeply and leaving a mark. Had she been a Pokemon, a queen, he would have granted her such. But her skin wasn't like that of his kin, with shaggy fur to blunt the bite or the thicker scales of other 'mon that kept his teeth from digging too far in.

Her skin, much like the black fabric, was thin and all too easy to destroy.

=*=*=*=

His sudden entry caught her unaware, which was laughable, really. Not like she expected he'd suddenly ask her to tea or anything but damn! That whole “everything in" in one go before taking his time pulling himself back out barely gave her a chance to even feel what she'd gotten herself into.

Thankfully, his next push in was more gradual, allowing her to actually feel him filling her instead. His slender head slipped easily in but the spines brushed along her inner walls, stretching them to make way for the thicker girth at the base of his cock. While she'd taken all of him into her mouth and down her throat, she could feel him bottoming out, the pressure painful enough to make her wince but not enough to ask him to stop.

Once meeting the limits of her body, he eased out about half way before plunging himself back into her. From there, it was a steady motion of back and forth, her insides pulsing around his cock as her breasts swayed; the drool on them dried and sticky. All in all, it felt… nice.

“Is that it?" she asked, turning her head as much as she could while his teeth remained against her skin.

While she couldn't fully look him in the eyes, she didn't really have to in order to get her point across. She let her tone do the work, making sure to fully convey her doubt and annoyance.

“Is that all you have?" Intentionally, Alex grazed her cheek against his jaw, giving a pleased sigh as the motion caused the bite of his teeth to become sharper. “If I wanted mediocrity, I'd have been better off dry humping my towel."

His words were muffled, if they were words. All she heard was unintelligible sounds, ones that caused his teeth to dig deeper in as his mouth moved. The vibrations thrummed along her skin, her pussy giving an answering pulse, but he didn't bite nor fuck her harder.

“Seriously?" she hissed, wiggling her ass impatiently against hips. “If I wanted slow and steady, I'd have tried hooking up with a Blastoise."

There was a sharp sting that made her cry out, her body arching as her nails scratched uselessly against the tile.

“Fuck, yes!" she said, lifting a hand to grope and squeeze at her breast, needing more. “Fucking use me, don't just pussyfoot around!"

Either she'd finally gotten the point across or the Luxray hadn't especially liked the pun because with only a snarl as a warning, his next thrust about put her face into the floor.

Dropping her breast to catch herself, her tits once more pressed to the tile, she suddenly found herself shoved harder against the floor. Cheek resting on the tile, some of her still wet saliva smearing her skin, the Luxray eased his grip along her neck only to adjust slightly and bite.

The intensity of it was enough to make her scream, though more in triumph than pain. Finally, he started pounding her, barely leaving her tightness before slamming back into her. Her body forcefully rubbed against the floor, unable to keep still even with her hands trying to push back and offer resistance.

There was a sharp sting against her ass, one that made her jump and open her mouth in a wide “o". Attempting to turn her head, she found she couldn't move, the Luxray keeping her still within his jaws. However, apparently gracious enough (or sadistic enough) to satisfy her curiosity, his tail moved into her line of view. The star tip of it sparked, a warning crackling in the air, before he oh so slowly touched it against her side.

=*=*=*=

Each jolt he gave her she answered with a cry that trailed into an eager moan, the Sparks exciting but too fleeting to give her what she needed. Still, her pussy tightened with each touch of his current to hers, encouraging him in ways it shouldn't. It was bad enough he could now taste the sweet, liquid warmth where his fangs had punctured her, the rich flavor mingling with the aftertaste of her spice. He had to have some measure of control; one of them did! But the eager way her current reached for his, her body responded to his, made him lose all but one thought.

A thought he wasn't ready to have yet.

Banishing it from his mind with a forceful shove of his hips, intentionally using her body and the pleasure it offered as a means to escape what he didn't want to consider, Azad traced his tail along her side. Her trembling made him, briefly, think about easing the grip of his teeth and allowing his tongue to caress the marks he knew he'd left. However, given her earlier comments and the tension still within her current, he doubted the kindness would be well received.

Instead, he leaned back, putting more weight on his haunches, and slid his forearms around her waist.

Ignoring what sounded like a complaint from her, he jumped his hips forward, the action silencing her as he almost fully sheathed her. If what she wanted was to be a cocksleeve, who was he to deny her? If she wanted his frustrations, then he would be happy to supply them!

The female struggled but was unable to lift her upper body off the floor, his chest pressing down along her back and keeping her from rising. With his forearms enveloping her, his claws pressed intentionally into her sides, she had no choice but to rest her weight on her forearms so as to keep herself at the perfect angle for him to fuck or elsewise risk a nasty score of scratches.

Crushing her body closer to his, her legs spread wider, either bumped apart by the force of his fucking or so as to make herself more comfortable. Azad didn't particularly care; her opening her legs like that just made it easier to spread her cunt open and force her to accept the full length of his cock.

Another touch of his tail to her ass and she jumped, swearing even as her insides squeezed and begged for him to seed her.

[Such a needy thing,] he said, not particularly caring if she could make out his words or not.

Feeling his balls clench, aching from having delayed cumming once already, Azad slid his tail between his legs and hers, turning his star so that the flat side of it would be hovering just around her clit.

[I think you'll find this more satisfactory than a towel,] he growled, purposefully letting his teeth flex into her skin as he spoke, her gasp almost causing him to purr.

From the tension in her body, she likely expected he was going to shock her with the same intensity he had before. Instead, he softened the sharp sting of his current along his tail tip. Rather than a bite, he tried to lower it enough to provide a buzz, a mere whisper of his actual power and, after a reluctant moment, made it even fainter to account for her human shortcomings.

Closing the distance between his tail and her clit, he was almost dislodged when she suddenly bucked forward, grinding herself eagerly against his star. Startled, forced to have to readjust his weight, he momentarily lost his control over his current, causing it to surge.

=*=*=*=

There was a crackle, the scent of ozone flooding her nose as the pleasant buzz changed, becoming hard, sharp, and quick; as if someone had flicked their finger right against her clit. The suddenness of it coupled with her body already being stressed and toyed with from his earlier jolts caused her to cum without warning. Less of a cry and more of a loud gasp, she felt herself squirting, the liquid streaking down her thighs as he kept fucking her.

Before her climax could ebb, his body stiffened. His nails and teeth dug in, causing her already tender skin to tremble as he gave one more hard thrust. She felt his cock swelling inside her, could have sworn she felt his spines spread, as if to open her as wide as possible for his cum.

Heat flooded her insides, making her pant and moan as she rode out the rest of her climax with him, her tongue slipping out of her mouth in momentary contentment. Listening to his ragged breathing, feeling his body rise and fall with every breath, she was content to remain still and just enjoy the aftershocks pushing through her body.

For a moment.

“So," she said, swallowing once, trying to get some of the raspiness out of it that she was sure was from his cock being down her throat. “I don't suppose you'd be willing to give me a reference for my new job?"

As his teeth and claws withdrew, she tilted her head, wincing. Her neck was rather sore from having held it in one position so long. Granted, the bite mark he'd surely left behind probably wasn't helping.

As he slid off her back, he made some growls, ones that she narrowed her eyes at. If she wasn't mistaken, she thought it was something like, “Why? Was it something I said?"

Turning around, sitting her semi-clad yoga butt onto a part of the tile that didn't have a messy puddle on it, she ignored the fact that she was all but leaking cum so as to look at him.

“I'm pretty sure that there's some HR rule or something about masturbating in the stalls being a fireable offense," she answered, also trying not to think about how her legs were spread open, baring her pussy, so as to keep her legs out of the wet mess on the floor, too. “Probably somewhere right up there with not fucking your fellow employees."

The Luxray had moved to sit on his haunches, also pointedly avoiding the puddle. His cock was slowly shrinking back into his sheath, a glossy red from their mixed juices. When he didn't say anything, she lifted her gaze only to find him staring at her bare pussy, a hungry and slightly glazed look in his eyes.

Reaching for the towel that she'd been trying to rub one off on before being interrupted, which had somehow gotten pushed off to the side, she hastily shoved it up against her crotch, blocking his view and keeping from making a second puddle on the floor. For good measure, she also pulled down her shirt, not wanting to bother with the tight fitting bra that still rested, damply, atop her tits. Rather than appearing annoyed, the Luxray only offered her a smirk.

[I can assure you, the company doesn't have any rules like that,] he rumbled, the sound distinct, like an accent.

“Shit," Alex said, covering her mouth immediately after. “I mean, shoot. You're from HR, aren't you?"

The wide smile he gave her was practically predatory.

[Something like that.]