In His Dreams
Story by InternetGuy101 on SoFurry
Here's a longer story to make up for my 9ish month absence. It's been on my plate for almost as long and now it is finished and I am pretty happy with how it turned out.
Out of all the things I've written, this story has had the most head canon and I really hope I succeeded at the whole "subtle" part of subtle storytelling but IDK how well I did with it. Tbh I probably didn't get everything I wanted to tell out properly. Regardless I think I did good enough for now.
Warnings: None
Hope you enjoy :D
It was always the same delphox in his dreams, hidden in the corner of his eye or in plain sight among the imaginary people yet, no matter how hard he tried, the fox pokemon managed to escape him whenever he sought her out.
"I hope I get the chance to see her again, " He thought every time he pulled the bed covers over his body and went to turn off his light.
Whether or not she was just another part of his unconscious world, he never knew for sure, but something in the way she stared at him and kept her distance made him believe she was real.
There he slept, quiet, cozy, vulnerable, so very vulnerable and yet he remained just out of reach. All she could do was close her eyes and dream with him, taking part in his every fantasy when the opportunity came, always hopeful her next visit might have him in her arms. Her head rested gently on the fragile glass keeping them apart, her red eyes peering through as a warm light washed over her fur and into the room, casting her shadow onto the bed next to him.
It was the same every night, her wistful gaze on his form, her head pressing gently on his window, her stick ablaze in her paw bringing her ever closer to him. Even though it was just her outline it was enough to satisfy her until she could take its place beside him, until she could hold him in her arms. After one final look at him, her eyes closed and she joined him in his dreams, taking hold of his imaginary world. There were blue skies barren of any clouds, vibrant flora that covered the landscape, but most important of all was him.
Her first moments in his dream, she spent watching him from afar, reveling in his enjoyment. He seemed so at peace walking through the field of flowers she'd created and she couldn't but admire his smile from behind the cover of the trees surrounding him.
Then he spotted her, catching a glimpse of her, enough of her to draw him close, closer than ever. Each of his steps delayed her escape before he reached out his hand and she fled, running through the forest until she came across her hiding place.
Once she saw the small clearing she'd prepared, her pace hastened and she made a mad dash to safety, disregarding everything but the light in front of her.
In a flash of flying leaves and red fur, she landed face first onto a bed of similarly colored flowers, letting the familiar space comfort her.
For the second time that night, she found herself too close, a mere arms length away from getting what she wanted far sooner than she was prepared for. It was just a dream, and she knew that, but her fear of being pushed away for invading his space was most certainly real. She was cornered, with nowhere left to run. For the second time that night, she had been tempted to take her final step towards him, instead, her fur stood on edge and her eyes narrowed to a pinpoint.
The deafening pounding of her heart overpowered the sound of her rapid breathing, leaving her blissfully unaware of the sharp teeth she was showing off that made her seem far more dangerous than she felt.
Yet, he stepped towards her and caught her when she failed to either stand her ground or run away. He felt her fear through the almost chilling heat emanating from her, through her puffed up tail, through her gentle, soul-shaking trembles, it was clear to him now that he'd gotten too close.
His eyes slowly opened, only to be met by the dull orange of the rising sun, far too early for him to be awake. Normally he would have gone back to sleep but with nothing to look forward to, he went to grab a glass of water to clear his head.
The disappointment from having missed his chance at meeting the one responsible for making his amazing dreams paled in comparison to his fear of having scared away the delphox for good. All he could seem to remember from his encounter with her was her wide eyes and how small she looked for such a powerful pokemon.
An unending gray expanse greeted him after he lay back down, a stark contrast to every other dream he'd ever had.
Before he could take his first step, a soft body crashed into him, dropping both him and his attacker to the ground where he caught sight of a terrified delphox holding him close. He wasn't sure what to do aside from accepting her embrace and with it her. With only one thing in mind, he hugged the fox-pokemon, watching the fear on her face melt away into a serene look.
They stayed that way for several minutes when he suddenly realized he felt her fur on his chest and stomach, making him notice his distinct lack of clothing and the fact that their bodies lined up almost perfectly. As if the fact he was snuggled up with a soft, warm, gorgeous delphox wasn't enough, his body made sure to clear up the direction this dream was going.
For a few moments, the delphox failed to notice the appearance of his member between her legs until it brushed against her inner thigh, bringing her attention to the mysterious object poking around near her sex.
While she moved around to get a look, his tip touched her snatch and she froze, understanding what the foreign object accosting her was. Instinct took over for a split second and she raised her hips, sliding her entrance across his member until he was in the perfect position.
Uncertainty took them both and held them captive as moisture dripped from her cunt onto his shaft, traveling down his length onto his balls before landing on the colorless ground below. They let their inhibitions keep them still until the tension reached a breaking point and neither could sit still for any longer.
The delphox made the first move, awkwardly brushing her paw along his cheek, stopping just before reaching his lips until she built the courage to pass her soft digits over them. Her eyes were just as anxious as they had been from the moment he saw her, darting between his eyes and mouth.
A flurry of feelings froze him, threatening to keep him from putting his own hand on her head and pulling her closer, but the feel of her shaky breath on his face and the uncertain look she gave him were all that it took to push those feelings aside.
With her shy determination fueling him, he reciprocated her touch, moving his hand to her soft ears and bringing her close, their lips nearly touching before the vague white around them shifted. When he regained his bearings the world had returned to the familiar forest of his previous dream.
Worried he'd scared her away again, he wandered through the underbrush, searching for the elusive delphox, when he came across the same adorned field he'd first found her in. In the middle of the colorful flower beds, she lay with one of her fresh blooms in paw and several in her fur, giving her the same resplendence he had come to know.
Covered in various shades of bright flora and a warm smile, she turned to him to continue what they'd started moments ago. She took his head within her paws and pulled him in to give him the kiss she'd denied him earlier, pausing the world around them to focus entirely on his warmth.
Hours seemed to pass for the few seconds they kissed and neither seemed prepared to seperate, but the desires they built from the moment their lips touched broke down their resolve, reminding them of how close they had gotten before.
The wavering of their hold on one another was all it took to make them pull apart and put their attention elsewhere. Slowly, his hands traveled down her body with his head following closely behind, leaving a trail of kisses as he stared into her anxious eyes. As his hands neared the thinner fur around her sex, she couldn't help but let out a small whimper as he kissed right above her clit, sending a shiver through her spine that left her fur on end.
Already she had little control over her breathing and even less over the trembling of her body, eagerly watching him trail the contours of her cunt, spreading her legs wider to give him better access. His fingers gingerly spread her delicate folds before exploring the fire-type's innermost flesh, prodding wherever he could reach until he found the spots that elicited her cutest squeaks.
He sought whatever made her moan the loudest, punishing the vixen for the adorable sounds she made, pushing her closer and closer to edge until she couldn't hold back and what little restraint she did have crumbled along with her elegant facade, moving her paws onto the back of his head and his face into her cunt.
In her moment of need, she smothered him in the warmth of her sex, filling his nose with the scent of her desire and his vision with the perfect view of her pleasure. Given how worked up the delphox already was, it didn't take much to reach her limit and when she did, she left her lover little more than herself to focus on.
His own needs took a back seat hers, a truth his needy shaft protested through its fitful twitches and the steady flow of precum that puddled onto the floor. Only when he believed her satisfied did he leave the comfort of her soft thighs, refusing still to part with her luscious fur or her leaking snatch, instead ravishing the vulnerable vixen with a plethora of kisses to her oversensitive slit despite her complaintative moans.
The sight of her ecstasy was nearly enough to bring him to those very same heights and brought a new light to the previously shy fox pokemon. Her trembling body, the flush of her cheeks, even her cute fangs that were only visible because of her heavy breathing, it was too much for him to deny his lusts any further.
He had barely kept himself from taking her before but there was nothing left of his resolve and he acted at the behest of his second head, locking her into a kiss far more intense than their first, tasting her mouth as she did his. Whether it was due to the nature of this dream or her own efforts, he just couldn't get enough of her body and it's endless wonders.
Their second kiss lasted for a few seconds until she gave him a display of affection equal to his own, diving past his defenses to his unguarded member below, taking him into her warm maw with great enthusiasm and desire.
Just as she had been irresistible to him, he was to her, leaving her little recourse but to swallow him in her loving mouth all the way down to his base, where her tongue could meet the rest of his manhood in the manner of fleeting laps to his heavy jewels. From then on it was his turn to become a shivering mess, failing to force a consistent pace onto the vixen eagerly slurping up and down his length.
Every time she rose, she sorely missed the feeling of his pulsing cock in her maw and when she bottomed him out, she couldn't help but take a whiff of his intoxicating scent. All that remained in her head was the taste of his lust and the fire raging between her legs.
For a few moments she focused entirely on the head of his shaft, treating him to a flurry of her tongue along that sensitive bit of his anatomy, leaving him vulnerable to her paws assault to what lay outside of her heated embrace. Through the combined efforts of her paws stroking his member and her lapping at his tip, she got the first blast of the potent seed she'd been endeavoring to try. With it, she pulled back with her mouth wide open, letting his gift land where it may from her awaiting tongue to her face, adoring the overwhelming sensations of all that he gave.
By the time he finished, he had left the delphox's face covered in white along with her tongue, leaving her with quite the mouthful to swallow. Joyful as she was to taste his essence, she couldn't shake the truth that it was all in his dream and that soon enough, it would end.
Regardless of the nature of their tryst, there was nothing that could deny the real pleasure of each other's touch or the lust carried in their every action but, special as it was, the dream world no longer sufficed for them.
With a gentle kiss to his forehead, she closed her eyes and a gentle warmth began to envelope them both, burning the world around them until everything faded to black and the cold night greeted them in their waking moments.
It was easy for the psychic fox to make her way into his house, each barrier providing little in the way of stopping her from finding him in his room or from casually walking up to the groggy human and joining him in his bed.
The sudden feeling of fur against his bare skin and the sound of tussling beneath his covers quickly brought him back to his senses but when he lifted the covers and saw the vulpine face that had become so familiar in his dreams he wrongfully assumed he'd yet to wake up. In his semi-dazed state, he pulled her closer until they were face to face once again, feeling each other's breath and the rise and fall of their chests as they continued what had once been confined solely within his dreams.
His lips met hers as he took control, catching the delphox by surprise for the second time that night, soon followed by the third when his hand grabbed the vixen's plush behind. Not one to fall behind, she met his touch with her own and grabbed the tip of his shaft, rubbing it along her moistened slit.
They took their time rebuilding their lust, growing it to further heights, but before either took the next step they broke their kiss and shared that moment.
They stared into one another's eyes, hearing only the sound of their ragged breaths, seeing only each other, feeling only the warmth of their bodies, and with the moonlight peeking through his window, casting her silhouette onto him, they shared that moment.
The moment the tip of his length parted her sex and sank into the incredible heat of her depths, catching along the ridges his tongue had explored, hitting spots his tongue never did reach, until he couldn't go further, stopped by both his own limitations and the barrier that kept him from her womb.
Gasps left them both without air in their lungs, keeping them still for a while longer, long enough for them to see the need in each other's eyes and move. He grasped her hips and lifted her small body off of his, sliding her slick cunt along his shaft. Then, he slammed her down, crashing her tush onto his pelvis.
In return for his rough treatment, she let out a hiss of pleasure, melting in his hands as he raised her again only to ram his cock deep into her, building his fox fucking rhythm. Every time he bottomed out in the delphox, he'd get a sight of her fur standing on edge, and when only his tip remained inside, he got to see her lustful eyes begging him to fill her.
Entranced by her shivering body and the fire in her eyes, he followed her unspoken commands, desperately trying to give the vixen more pleasure. The burning in her core grew larger with every thrust, threatening to consume her with its blazing flames until it did, raging through her limbs in its indulgent fury.
She soared to her peak, clenching down hard on her lover's shaft, and let loose a stream of fire that lit the room with its orange glow. The sudden heat and intensity of her movements pushed him to the edge as well, milking him for every drop of seed he could give.
When her flames died out, the delphox fell face first into the soft body beneath her, snuggling into the human lovingly as she grabbed at his chest, slight tears forming in the corners of her eyes that she quickly wiped away. They laid together, letting their pleasure run its course, and as he fell asleep he wondered if he'd dream of her again.
Bright morning light shone down directly onto his face, the warmth of his bed reminding him of his dream and bringing an unexpected loneliness until his hand met the soft fur of his dream delphox, his very real and beautiful dream delphox.