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Lina rubbed Tiger's back as she stepped past, “Come on, rise and shine, you great sleepy head." Her linoone grumbled and rolled onto his side, curling up tighter. She frowned at the pokemon and shoved at his side, “Come on, up and at'em." Tiger growled and growled with annoyance and wiggled onto his back, waving all of his limbs in protest. “You got to sleep in the bed with me last night, now you've gotta get up and come along so we can get training. That was the deal." He twisted to look at her with a frown before huffing and rolling his back to her. “Fine," she huffed, “You'd better be ready to go after my shower." Tiger chose to ignore her so he could continue his slumber.

She shook her head with a sigh and stripped on her way to the bathroom. Ever since he'd evolved, he seems to have gotten lazier and gotten to be even more of a handful. As a zigzagzoon, Tiger had always been playful and hyperactive. She could barely sit in her room for some quiet time without him having the zoomies and tearing around the studio apartment she had. Back then, she'd wished that he'd get to be less active and have some times of rest where he wasn't just fast asleep. Now though? She was having the exact opposite problem. It was getting to be a pain in the ass to even get him out and walking with her.

Breathing out a sigh, she shed the rest of her sleep outfit before stepping into the shower and cranking it on. Everyone she talked to said this was just a phase. That pokemon often rebelled after they evolved. Something about excess energy or something liker that. Ducking her head under the water, she scrubbed her fingers through her hair and let out a frustrated noise. Why did things have to be so difficult?

Just a quick shower and she was out, wrapping her hair in a towel to deal with in a moment. Second towel went around her body and was tucked in neatly as she strode back to her bedroom. Tiger wasn't on the bed anymore. Probably having taken the pokedoor in the kitchen out to the shared yard, or gone to nibble on his breakfast. She plopped down on the edge of her bed and started to work at her hair. Get dried off, properly groomed, and then she'd take Tiger out for a walk. Maybe swing by the gym to do some training with him. Just something, anything, to get him back to being her little obedient cuddle bug again. Maybe take him through the agility course. He used to love that.

Dropping her head, she scrubbed through her head quickly. She didn't really have anything planned out today so she could nap and dry naturally if she wanted. Wouldn't do to have her trying to get Tiger up and going only to have her being lazy too. Her towel flicked around and worked it up and down her hair as she relaxed on her bed, legs spreading just a little.

She was so wrapped up in her thoughts and drying her hair she didn't notice Tiger's approach. Not until the silky smooth fur of his cheeks brushed over her inner thighs an instant before his icy cold nose touched her shaven pussy.

While she loved the feel of his fur against her bare skin, they often snuggled up, it was that cold nose that got her. She bounced on the bed with a yelp, her legs spreading to catch herself from sliding off the bed. Her towel slipped off her head as her hands dropped to catch herself from falling back. The linoone's head had retreated while she steadied, but was back in there before she even managed to take a breath. Lina's mouth was opening to admonish him when he darted in between her smooth thighs and brushed his tongue over her labia.

Her shout died into a gasp as lightning jolted up along her spine. Thighs shook before responding by clamping down around his head with a gasped, “Tiger!" His head wiggled between her squeezing thighs, whiskers and fur tickling her. A low huff came from the trainer as her entire body shook. His next lick didn't catch her quick as off guard, but she couldn't hold back the moan that shook free. That devilish pokemon snaked his tongue between her petals and up along her walls before making certain to wiggle his tongue against her clit hood.

That little wiggle sent her legs all a jiggling. Fingers twined through his head fur as she gasped and shook. His tongue was just a little rough, rasping over her insides just so.

A bit of panic rolled up her spine as she sat there, mouth open and shaking. Her mind was racing at a million miles an hour. What should she do? She'd read countless things online about how to curb his rebellious habits. When he'd started rubbing on her and the furniture, everything online had told her that he was just marking things with his scent and to let him do it so his space was comfortable to him. Oh he'd rubbed and brushed against her plenty of times before, but never done anything like this. She didn't want to admonish him too harshly or he might come to associate her with punishment. This was getting a bit beyond him hogging the sheets or making her smell like him after she'd gotten her shower. It was beyond even him pulling at her shirts. His muzzle was firmly buried between her legs and his tongue was quiet insistently rubbing against her pink pearl.

“Tt-tig-tiger," she gasped, her thighs starting to shake a little. “Stoooop it." He let out a chittering growl and wiggled his head against her harder, bright eyes watching her. His tongue flicked up and against her clit before diving in harder. Teeth rasped against her peach before lips closed around her clit. His jaw started to work as he suckled noisily at her pearl. Lina gasped, arms giving out and dropping her back to the bed. Thighs lost their hold on the male's head, parting as every nerve went wild. She was dimly aware of his clawed forepaws scratching her creamy thighs as he spread them.

Teeth and tongue played over her engorged pleasure spot as he slurped wetly around it. Lina's body shook as she gasped and rolled her eyes back. Her back arched off the bed as her climax washed over her without warning. She cried out and jerked, juices squirting against Tiger's muzzle. The linoone pulled back with a wet pop, lapping at her juices with a chitter.

Lina stared at the ceiling for a moment, just riding out the pleasure and panting. She'd never experienced anything quite like that before. Certainly never came that hard or fast before, not by her own hands, by toys, or even the couple guys she'd been with.

It took her a good couple minutes to recover enough to sit up again. By then, Tiger was busy grooming his fur and uttering that little chittering purr of his that meant he was beyond pleased with himself. He glanced at her with that smug glint in his eyes as he licked over his lips slowly. Lina flicked the towel back over her legs and closed them tightly. “Don't look so smug, Mister." Her cheeks burned hot with embarrassment.

Holding the towel tight, she hurried to grab her panties and shorts, getting them on before the pokemon could get any other ideas. As she got dressed, she kept casting glances over her shoulder at him. He didn't seem too interested in taking things further though. Since he was all groomed and comfortable, he just sat there and watched her as she dressed. Lina's cheeks burned even hotted. She felt like he was undressing her with his gaze. Turning her head away, she got dressed normally as she could. Even with her back turned she could feel his eyes burning into her back as she pulled on her sports bra and top.

What was she going to do about this? He'd rubbed against her a few times, especially while he was cuddled up with her in bed. Nothing like this though.

How the hell would she look up this particular problem online? She could only imagine 'pokemon licking trainer pussy' would turn up on the internet. Well, she knew exactly what it'd turn up. She'd seen plenty of questionable images while looking up ways to tame pokemon without disciplining them. There was almost as much... well good, reasonable advise that she followed as there was crazy things.

There were countless people that swore by those crazy methods as well. Really weird, crazy things like jerking or sucking off pokemon to get them to release stress. She guessed it was along the same lines as taking your pokemon to a daycare or breeder and letting them do what came naturally. Or those select few out there that would have their pokemon 'fixed' to curb behavior issues. Which she never saw the call for or really understood how someone could go through with things like that. But she did suppose that perhaps not finding some way to take care of it could lead to Tiger getting a bit frustrated. Maybe she should look at something like that. The breeding or day care thing, not the snipping thing.

She sighed and adjusted her top, “Let me finish drying my hair then we can go off to the park. Get you some exercise to burn off some of that energy you seem to have." Tiger chuffed at her, still smirking as his tail lashed behind him. Lina found herself averting her gaze quickly and hurrying to her bathroom.

Tiger hadn't moved from his spot when she came out of the bathroom. He was just sitting there on his haunches, staring at her. She kept ignoring his looks as she went to get her keys and stuff. “Alright, ready to go?" she asked, looking back. Tiger dropped to all fours and slunk up beside her without a single grumble or complaint. Well. This was a good start at least. She smiled and ran her fingers along his head before heading out to the park for a jog with her buddy.

It was still fairly early when she got to the park. Well, early-ish. It wasn't lunch time yet but breakfast was long gone. Most people were out at work or school or who knows what else. Meaning that she and Tiger were practically alone out there. The events of that morning were already fading from her mind. She had a meal in her backpack, her favorite jogging tunes pumping through her headphones, and her best bud by her side. She quickly fell into a nice rhythm with the run. There wasn't much that could bother her out here, and Tiger would certainly defend her if someone tried to mug her or anything. Not that she really had to worry about that since it was broad daylight.

Tiger fell into an easy lope beside her, his body stretching out with each long stride. He easily kept pace with her, and could go as long as she could if he wanted. Since she hadn't eaten yet, she'd probably get in a few good laps around the park before finding a nice little spot to have her lunch. Maybe some more running after that, maybe just walk around the city, or they could hit the gym like she figured on doing earlier. She didn't have anything else going on today. It was her day off of work and she didn't have any pressing errands. Maybe some good, quality time with Tiger would get him settled down.

She was working up a good sweat by the time her playlist was half over. Tiger was keeping pace with her nicely, his claws scratching off the smooth pathway. Line was well and truly into the zone. Just enjoying being out there.

Distracted enough that she didn't really notice how Tiger was drifting further ahead of her as they approached a bend. She'd usually stop and have lunch just up there. There was a nice little stand of trees that created a private little glen just off the path. It was always so relaxing in that spot. Usually nice to get a little nap there too while they were at it.

She was mid-stride when Tiger darted in front of her suddenly. Lina cried out in shock as she tripped over the linoone and tumbled off the path into the grass. The path was a bit raised compared to the rest of the area, meaning that she didn't tumble as much as just kind of skid. She'd only just stopped when Tiger was on top of her. A low growl came from the linoone as his teeth sank into the back of her shorts and pulled. The clothing shifted a little, but it was a tight pair of shorts. Didn't stop the surprisingly strong pokemon from pulling at them. Each yank pulled her further from the trail.

“Tiger! What are you doing? No!" she tried to get her feet up under her to pull away but another yank took her off balance. “Okay, funny. You want to play instead of, eek! Run. Let me go and we'll roughhouse or somethiiing!" The button on her shorts popped lose, giving Tiger enough slack to strip her down and show off her creamy ass and thong.

Tiger gave one more tug before releasing her and bouncing around playfully. Lina's shorts were down around her mid thigh, exposing her to the world. She was just glad that Tiger's antics had pulled them behind a screening bush. Her cheeks burned hot as she sat up on her knees and grabbed her shorts. “What has gotten into you today? You've been acting up far more than usual." She huffed as she undid her shorts so she could pull them back up properly.

Her shorts were jerked from her hand as Tiger stepped up, planting a foot on them. She was about to lose her cool when the linoone flipped his backside up and his hips off her shoulders. It wasn't hard. Just firm enough to throw her off balance. Catching herself with her hands, she felt her cheeks burn with anger and embarrassment as the agile male twisted to stand behind her again. She was about to spin and yell at her companion when she felt his teeth brush over her backside. Just a quick little brush that made her heart skip a beat and her breath catch.

Not in an entirely bad way.

Fangs hooked at her thong and pulled sharply, snapping that thin band that held them up. Lina felt like her cheeks were about to catch fire. She slapped a hand over her mouth as Tiger's teeth scratched over her rear and groin. The male's maw engulfed her backside. His breath washed over her pussy in a way that made her insides tremble. Tiger's deep rumble rolled up through her before his tongue lashed over her pussy lips nice and slow. Lina shivered and held tight to her mouth as that tongue sank into her again and lashed at her pussy walls. Eyes clenched tightly shut and she stifled a moan into her palm.

Tiger kept a forepaw resting on her backside. Nothing dangerous, she cold barely even feel his claws against her skin. It was just a light touch, claiming her as his. Fangs brushed lightly over her tender flesh. Just as with his claws, it wasn't dangerous. He was just getting excited by what was going on here. And he wasn't' the only one. Her heart was pounding inside of her chest while her hips pushed back against his tongue. Lina's knees shifted on the soft grass to give him better access. Oh it was feeling so good. His tongue was always right where it was needed. This wasn't the same treatment as this morning. No suckling or tugging at her clit. Oh he was giving that plenty of affection, but his attention was focused deeper.

A muffled squeak came from the trainer as his tongue lashed over her inner walls. Plunging deep, swirling against her slick tunnel, then was slurped back out. Every fiber of her being was tense, torn between stopping him and letting him continue.

Not that she really had much of a choice at the moment.

As quick as he'd started, Tiger pulled away. She could hear the satisfied purr and slurp of his tongue rolling over his lips. For just a moment she could entertain the idea that he was finished and she could get up.

Forepaws snaked around her hips and intertwined with her thighs. Silky soft fur brushed over her creamy smooth flesh as the male mounted her. One moment, she was there on the ground with her ass exposed to the world, and the next breathe, the next instant, the linoone was atop her and shielding her bare flesh from view.

Which only lead to further embarrassment as he started grunting and thrusting. Lina's eyes widened as the male's slick cock began to jab and roll against her backside. The slender length arrowed in and just missed its target. Striking her taint, it darted up between her cheeks and over her back. Tiger's precum, so musky she could smell it already, spurted against her body as he mashed his sheath against her body. His head rested against her cheek, the male grunting as he tried a second thrust. Then a third. Each one just missing their target and either pushing along her spine or against her belly. Within a matter of seconds, her backside was covered with his slick precum.

How in the world could she have ended up in this situation? She'd always been taught that people having sex with pokemon was wrong, that since they couldn't talk they couldn't give consent. Well, she was pretty sure Tiger was eager and wanting here. Embarrassingly, while she wasn't nearly as eager as he, she wasn't unwilling either. A stray thought formed. Perhaps this could deepen their bond and bring them closer together. Set things back to how they were before he evolved.

Tiger was getting frustrated, his grunts taking on a harder edge as a low growl rolled up his chest and spilled from his throat. He was about to bite down on her shoulder and wrench her into position if he had to when he felt that touch. Lina, one hand clamped across her mouth, reached back under her body and brushed her fingers over his cock. Cupping it gently, she pulled him down towards her entrance, holding him there as that sleek missile touched her licked lips.

Wasting no time, the pokemon drove deep into her. Lina smothered another yelp and closed her eyes. He wasn't nearly as thick as the guys she'd been with or her favorite toy, but he was long. Tiger had struck against her back wall when he buried his cock into her. Fingers uncurled slowly as he rocked against her with happy churrs and excited chitters. She touched his sheath, then down to his balls. Those heavy testes just waiting in their silken purse. He froze when she cupped his sac, giving her a moment to roll and feel them. They were heavy, laden with his unspent seed. Her poor baby boy hadn't had the chance to mate. Sure, she'd seen him lick and rub himself before, but she knew that masturbation could only go so far.

Cheeks burning hot, she turned her head and kissed his whiskers, “Take me, Tiger." He might not have understood the words, but he knew the intent behind them.

Claws tenderly scratched her thighs as he started to pump. His thrusts were short and fast, barely even moving his length inside of her. She pushed against him, encouraging him. If her Tiger needed this, then this is exactly what she was going to give him.

And while they were at it, why shouldn't she enjoy herself?

The guiding hand moved along her smooth belly, between her legs, tickling his sheath and her pussy. The fur of his sheath, so plush and luxuriously soft, was tickling her clit. She'd need more than that though. Her fingers drummed over the pearl before starting to pet it. This wasn't the casual stroking that came when she played with herself. No. She was trying to match his pace. Quick motions. Keep it going. Feel that pleasure start to rise and roll at her gut as the male rutted her.

Oh it was feeling so good. Better than good, it felt right. They'd been there with each other through so much. Why not share something as simple and pure as pleasure? Who cared what anyone else thought? She was Tiger's trainer and he was her big boy.

Lina clenched her eyes tight and buried moan after moan into her hand. Tiger had no such reservations about making noise. He was vocal and there was no stopping. Chitters and grunts and hisses filled the air, only getting louder as he took her. His thrusts were coming faster by the second. Each one seemed to make him that much more vocal, as if he were a wind up siren. Biting her lip, she tried to reach and grab his muzzle to hush him. He jerked his head away, swapping to her other shoulder. Next time she grabbed at him, he responded with a bite to her shoulder and a hiss. He wanted to be loud and proud and she wasn't about to deny him that.

Her big boy was quick off the start and quick to finish though. She was just starting to feel that wonderful swirl of a budding orgasm twining in her gut when his thrusts became more erratic. Hips twitched, jerked, claws pulling tight against her body as his lanky form arched and pulled tightly. Lina's hips were jerked up as the male drove himself up onto the tips of his toes and squealed with his climax.

She abandoned her clit the moment she felt his body trembled against her. Reaching back, she cupped his balls as he pumped his first load into a female. Lina moaned into her hand, shivering under the male. She could feel it. Each jump, every spray, every last ounce of seed that he was putting into her. She could feel it as it left those lovely balls and traveled deep to splatter against her cervix. “That's a good boy, Tiger," she whispered. Rolling his orbs in her palm, she tried to coax every last drop out. If he was going to be drained she sure as hell was going to make sure it was done properly.

The linoone slumped against her, head draped over her shoulder. Leaning her cheek into his, she reached back to stroke his head. Tiger uttered a soft purr and nuzzled in return, licking at the corner of her mouth. “Feeling better?" she asked with flushed cheeks and a fluttering belly.

“Mommy, what was that noise? Huh huh? What does the pokedex say?"

Icy fear raced up Lina's spine. She pulled away form Tiger, the male rolling off her with a grunt. He glared up at her with an offended look as she looked around for her day pack. She needed to get cleaned up and get her shorts on, now!

“Well Baby, it says that was a linoone's call."

“Can we catch it?"

“I don't know, but maybe we can look at it. And maybe if it's no aggressive, you can pet it." Lina could hear footsteps coming down off the path.

She leapt to her feet, pulling her shorts up in the same motion. “Hi!" she called, thankful that the bush was tall enough to cover most of her body.

A mother and her son stopped off the path, the woman blinking for a second before smiling, “Good morning. You haven't seen a linoone around here, we just heard one making a racket and well... my son loves pokemon."

He beamed up at her, holding his mother's hand. “I wanna be a p'fessor!"

Lina spied her pack near where they stood. No good. She kept hand wipes in there so she could clean up a bit before eating her lunch. “Do you now? Well, that happened to be my linoone that you heard."

His expression drooped, “Oh..." the boy's head hung a little and he pouted, “Wanted to see a wild one." He scuffed at the ground with his foot and sniffed.

Sparing a glance to the side, she saw Tiger cleaning himself up. Feeling her gaze, he turned and gave her the most indignant of looks. How dare she push him off when he was still enjoying himself. “Well," she started slowly, “Maybe if you ask nicely, Tiger will let you pet him." She quickly fastened her shorts and stepped around the bush, praying that they wouldn't be able to smell her. “Just did our morning jog before going to the gym when he decided he wanted to wrestle when I stopped to get some water."

“He wrestles?"

Just a little closer to her bag. She knelt quickly and grabbed one of the hand wipes from the package, praying that they would mistake the shine on her thighs as sweat and the dirt on her knees from the wrestling story. “Oh yeah, he's really quick and agile. Real trouble maker sometimes."

As if on cue, Tiger bounded over the bush and started to race in a figure-eight around Lina and the other two. The son squealed with delight, trying to spin to keep up with the rapid movements. Tiger skidded to a stop and grinned, panting at the child.

“Will he bite?"

“Nah, he only nips a little to be playful. And only with me."

Thus assured, the mother released her son's hand. Who immediately charged Tiger and wrapped both arms around the linoone's neck. “He's so soft! But he smells funny."

Lina laughed, hiding her blush behind the wipe. “Yeah, linoones and pokemon like them have a very musky scent. It comes from special glands on their body."

“Musky glands!"

The mom laughed, “Okay, that's enough, Bobby. Let's go so Tiger and his trainer can go work out." Bobby skipped towards his mom, Tiger mimicking the skip a couple feet behind. “Tell them thank you for letting you pet him."

“Thank you, Tiger. Thank you, lady!" He took his mom's hand and began to skip off while chanting, “Musky gland! Musk musk!"

She waited until they were out of sight before ducking behind the bush to use the nap on her thighs and pussy. “That was too close." She grabbed his muzzle and shook it lightly, “You are a giant trouble maker. You know that?" He gave her that linoone grin. Of course he knew it.

Lina sighed and slipped into her covers. She'd decided to skip the gym and do a couple errands. First and foremost, picking up a new pair of panties to replace the ones Tiger had destroyed. He'd behaved himself all day long after the park incident. Must have been an evolution thing. He needed to breed and was just getting frustrated. Maybe she'd see about setting him up with a breeder after all.

She was just getting settled into the covers, enjoying the feel of fresh washed sheets against her freshly showered, naked body, when Tiger decided to join. As was his custom, he slipped under the blankets when she wasn't looking. She was just laying her head down when she felt that cold nose press against her spine. One of his favorite things to do to make her jump and she didn't let him down. She jerked and squeaked, “Tiger, naughty boy!" She rolled towards him, feeling that silken fur brush against her body as he pressed up against her. She loved the feel of his pelt against her bare skin. They'd always slept together, her almost always naked, and him snuggled in close. Now though, it felt like something had changed. There had always been a certain erotic thrill to feeling his fur on her skin, now it sent a shiver down her spine as he rubbed against her.

Tiger let out a low growl and pushed his nose against the nape of her neck, sniffing. He sneezed at the scent of fine soap and shampoo. Pressing his chin to her neck, he started to rub and push. She felt the wetness of from his gland as he spread his scent against her neck. He'd done it before, marking her with his scent, but now she couldn't help but feel it was something different. He wasn't just saying that she was his trainer. He was saying that she was his, that she belonged to him.

His growls turned into purrs as he rubbed his entire body against hers, spreading his scent further. Lina's cheeks began to glow again as she rolled onto her back, the pokemon snaking between her thighs. He laid his head on her chest and grinned up at her with a churr. She lifted her legs slowly, resting them against either side of the male. Rolling against her, he rubbed his sheath against her privates. She could feel his precum spurting on her privates as he got excited. Claws scratched delicately against her sides as the male wiggled on top of her.

Their eyes locked, both knowing that their relationship had changed at the base level. She was still his trainer and he would listen to her, but only when she behaved herself. As a zigzagzoon, she'd rewarded him with treats for listening. Now, he was going to reward her with listening by taking the treats he wanted.

Lina draped her arms around his neck and breathed out a huff, “I'm ready." She didn't have to tell him, Tiger knew when his good girl was ready for him. He arched, pressing his muzzle to her lips. She opened her mouth, greeting his tongue with hers as he sank into her.

Slower this time. He wanted to enjoy his girl.