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Zeke had it bad. Real bad. Peering into what was happening in his room would make anyone blush. The Charmeleon was laying on his bed, naked as the day he hatched. His PokéPhone hoisted up in the air, the sound cranked to the max. There was no ambiguity as to what he was doing. He’d been at it for hours by now. The evidence of this in the form of multiple loads of dried cum dotting his body, but any semblance of relief was nowhere to be found. The Charmeleon was dealing with a monthly heat; almost entirely unavoidable. However, this one was obviously different. A good bit of masturbating was normally enough to sate his needs, but this was the third day where no matter how many times he’d cum, the heat not once felt like it was dissipating.

The Pokémon’s PokéPhone was loudly playing a video of a group of Charmeleons, both male and female, going at each other pretty roughly. Zeke was beyond the point of caring if his trainer, Aaron, was able to hear the constant moaning playing from the speakers of the phone.

He very much needed a release, which he found moments later. Yet another load of cum shooting up past his chest and onto his face, painting the rest of his torso as the following shots weakened in velocity. “Fuck!” Panting heavily, Zeke gripped his phone in anger and threw it down onto the bed, the video still playing. The release from his heat he so desperately needed did not come to him. His mind was racing. He had to get his trainer, Aaron, to do something, anything, to help.

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Aaron was no stranger to the usual form of Zeke’s predicament. Zeke was Aaron’s first Pokémon when the trainer started his journey all those years ago. Back then, Zeke was known for being stubborn. He’d journeyed with another trainer years earlier, but the two couldn’t stand each other. The Charmeleon had eventually found his way back to Pallet Town after being released, living with Professor Oak until Aaron came along. Something clicked with Zeke and Aaron. The two had been pretty much inseparable since then; helping each other through their shared journey alongside a rotating roster of party Pokémon. Zeke’s stubbornness showed in a multitude of forms, besides being difficult to train. He absolutely hated being in his Poké Ball, so Aaron let him roam free. Zeke had also refused to evolve into a Charizard; preferring his current form, much to the initial disappointment of Aaron. However, it turned out that the Charmeleon was more than capable even without his final evolution. They made a name for themselves as they ventured through Kanto, getting into the Hall of Fame, and eventually found their way into the Johto region, where they spent the latter half of the past decade.

After they powered through the Johto Elite Four, and barely defeating the legendary and elusive trainer known as Red atop Mount Silver, Aaron and Zeke had decided that they were content with calling it quits. Zeke didn’t blame Aaron. He was turning twenty one this year and had spent a fair chunk of his life on the road. This was met with disappointment by the remaining party members, who wanted to keep on adventuring and reaching new peaks. Aaron made the difficult decision to part ways with them; making sure that each and every one of them found new homes with adventuring trainers that were suitable for them. As for him and his trusty Charmeleon companion, they decided that it was time for them to settle down and retire off the admittedly fat sum of money Aaron had collected over the past decade from their success.

Aaron decided on a sizable chunk of land outside Veridian City to build up a new home in this chapter of their lives. It was close enough to town where they wouldn’t have too much issue with the necessities of everyday life, but far enough away where they didn’t have neighbors for a few miles, so it was a perfect fit. So: this is where they wound up; in a quiet, secluded home with a stellar view of Veridian Forest. However, there was one fatal flaw: it wasn’t exactly the best place for a trained Charmeleon to be in heat.

While on their journey, heat was a practically non-existent issue for the trainer and the Pokémon. All they needed to do was set up an appointment with a daycare and they would have their needs sated. However, the spot Aaron picked was nowhere even close to the nearest daycare… it was all the way in Cerulean City. Zeke remembered the awful trek through Mount Moon to get there. He, at least, wouldn’t have wanted to make that trek monthly. After all, they were retired, for Ho-oh’s sake! Theoretically, the Charmeleon could have wandered his way into the forest to get laid, but that would have been an endeavor all on its own that wasn’t really worth undertaking. Wild Pokémon tended to stick amongst themselves. Finding a wild Pokémon that wanted to couple with a trained Pokémon was fairly uncommon, at least in Kanto. It really left only one solution for the Charmeleon: masturbate as much as possible in order to cause the heat to dissipate.

So, there he was. Zeke just laying there in the afterglow from his failed attempt at getting relief. He hadn't kept tally of how many loads he'd shot just that day, but if he had to venture, it'd been more than five, and the sun hadn't even peaked in the sky yet. The load he'd just shot quickly drying on his warm body. He glanced down. His cock was still jutting from its slit, throbbing in time with his heartbeat.

He grumbled under his breath as he grabbed the towel sitting next to him, quickly wiping his cock while also resisting the urge to masturbate again, throwing it to the floor. Zeke was pissed. He’d had it right up to here with his heat. He made his way to the lone bathroom. Fire types usually avoided taking showers like this, but Zeke absolutely needed one at this point. He yanked the knob to cold and stepped in, wincing as the cold water hit his hot body, some of it quickly evaporating into steam. Stealing some of his trainer’s body wash, he cleaned his chest of dried cum, before moving lower and doing the same with his stomach. As he turned his attention to his groin, he couldn’t help but stare at it in thought.

He was so fucking horny. The Charmeleon just stood there; letting the water run down his body as his thoughts once again turned to sex. He imagined himself pounding both male and female Charmeleons for a good moment, but his next line of thought surprised him. The Charmeleons he was thinking about breeding all faded away, turning into thoughts of his own trainer. He mentally slapped himself; Pokémon/Human relations were frowned upon and very taboo, especially in Kanto, but the thoughts only made him harder the more they creeped into his head.

He hadn’t really thought about his trainer this way before. Now, though, he found himself questioning why he hadn’t before. Despite adventuring together for years, Aaron still managed to be fairly lean. As far as the Charmeleon was concerned, not too manly, either; he was shorter than most human males he’d seen. To be honest, Aaron probably couldn’t hold his own without a Pokémon. Right then in there in that shower, something snapped in Zeke. Eureka. He found the solution to his heat; the rational part of his brain was left behind the minute thoughts of his trainer being used went through his head.

Hell, maybe his trainer might even like it, he justified. In all those years together, he’d never seen his trainer show any interest in girls. Zeke had noticed many times when Aaron’s gaze had lingered on men a bit longer than he thought was normal, up to the point of being suspicious about whether his trainer was a closeted gay man. He’d never broached the subject, thinking it to be too personal. So what if Aaron was some dude’s bitch? It wasn’t really any of his business. The thoughts turned a bit darker, another idea coming to him, encouraged by the heat. The human could be his bitch, he posited. And, he added, if he was, would it even be fair to call him his trainer anymore? No, he thought. Maybe it was time for things to change…

The Charmeleon finished cleaning the dried cum off his body, turning the shower head off. He made his way through the house after drying off, looking for Aaron. He looked towards the back of the house: There he was! Aaron was out back on their porch looking out towards Veridian Forest. The trainer making use of the beautiful sunny day, perfect for watching random flying-type Pokémon in the distance. Coincidentally enough, he was also making use of the nice day to bare more skin, wearing a tank top and some tighter shorts, giving the insatiably horny Charmeleon a nice view of his ass.

As Zeke lumbered towards the human from behind, the difference in size between the two could not be more apparent. Aaron may have been short for a man, but Zeke was the complete opposite for a Charmeleon. He was taller and bigger compared to most, and he was actually a little bit taller than his own trainer by a couple inches or so.

The Charmeleon’s cock throbbed and leaked pre-cum onto the finished wood deck as he slid up behind his trainer, placing a hand on his trainer’s shoulder, gripping it roughly. This surprised Aaron; he was engrossed in the view and hadn’t heard Zeke come up behind him. This wasn’t the only surprise…

“Oh, hey Zeke, is everything al-“

The trainer froze as the Charmeleon suddenly got really close; much too close for comfort. Zeke’s free hand wrapped around his waist, pulling the trainer into a flush embrace. Aaron could feel the Pokémon’s damp, hot breath in slow, hard huffs against his neck. But even hotter against the back of his shorts was the Pokémon’s hard cock. He could feel the seat of his pants get wet. The pre-cum from the soft pointed tip of Zeke’s cock was streaming out now. Aaron’s question was left unfinished, yet answered all the same.

Clearly, everything was not alright.

“You made a huge fucking mistake building this house out here,” the Charmeleon growled into his trainer’s ear, a clawed hand working its way under the shirt. Zeke gripped the human’s skin enough for him to notice the threat of those claws, but not hard enough to break skin, before it slowly moved up his torso. Aaron gasped as his Pokémon began tweaking his left nipple, slowly grinding against him.

“No daycare, no Pokémon to fuck, just you and me in this remote house.” Zeke got out in a strained whisper. He managed to coax a quiet whimper out of Aaron as he pinched the nipple, hard. He moved his right hand away from his trainer’s shoulder, instead deciding to grab his ass possessively, licking his ear.

 “It’s almost like you wanted this to happen didn’t you?” The Charmeleon questioned brazenly, as he glanced down at the growing tent in Aaron’s shorts. He smirked as his suspicions were all but confirmed.

Aaron was thankful he was still clothed with how much he felt like he was burning up from embarrassment. He remained silent, letting out a small whimper as the Charmeleon continued. Zeke squeezed his ass, not content with his trainer remaining silent.

“Don’t be shy. You can admit it. I can see you like what I’m doing to you.” The hand on Aaron’s ass found its way to the front of his pants as the other, still on his chest, began rubbing the human’s stomach. The human let out a strangled moan as his Pokémon roughly groped his erection through his shorts, letting his head fall back and rest against the stronger male’s shoulder, all but admitting to what the Charmeleon accused him of.

“F-fuck… Zeke…” the human wheezed out. Truth be told, this was the first time the human had been touched like this by anyone. He had secretly been pining after his own Pokémon for a couple years now, in awe of the strength his Charmeleon possessed. He made him feel safe. He trusted the Pokémon with his life. Yet, he found himself lost of words to describe this out loud to Zeke, instead letting noises of pleasure slip past his lips as his Pokémon had his way with him.

“Mmm… such a naughty human. Well, if you wanted this, you are absolutely going to get it.” The Pokemon stared hungrily into his trainer’s eyes, before surprising him once again; sweeping him off his feet as he carried him into the house.

Zeke made a beeline towards Aaron’s bedroom, shoving the door open before putting him on his feet.

“Strip. Now.” The Charmeleon barked out, locking the door to the room in the process. There was no one around for miles to barge in on them, but Zeke wanted to send a message. The human was trapped now, not that Aaron was really complaining at this point. Aaron complied, still facing away from his Pokémon. Trembling, he took off each article of clothing one-by-one until he was naked; his erection no longer a poorly kept secret in his shorts.

“Stop hiding your cock and lay back on the bed, Aaron.”

Once again, the human complied, turning around to face the Charmeleon and backing up until the back of his legs hit the bed; falling backwards onto his back on the soft mattress.

The human was taken aback at the sight of Zeke before him. He’d never seen him like this before. The Charmeleon was breathing heavily, a crazed look of hunger in his eyes. Something in his eyes, though, looked… different; as if something inside of him had shifted and changed. It took a few moments of staring into his Pokémon’s eyes to realize what it was. The dynamic between the two had changed. Zeke no longer viewed him with the air of respect expected of a Pokémon towards their trainer. Aaron wanted to excuse the obvious change in the air as just the heat clouding Zeke’s brain, but he knew deep down that it was no longer him above his Pokémon. His Pokémon was above him. The fleeting realization only turned the human on more. He’d do absolutely anything for the stud of a Charmeleon before him.

Aaron’s eyes drifted further down Zeke’s sweaty body, to what lied between his legs. The Charmeleon had a beautiful smooth cock; pink in color; sticking out of a very moist slit. It was very thick at its base, gradually becoming thinner towards the soft, pointy tip. If the human had to guess, he’d guess it was maybe seven or eight inches long. All he could think about, though, was how badly he needed it in every hole on his body.

“Like what you see, Aaron?”

The Charmeleon put one hand behind his head, the other on his cock, sensually stroking it for of the enthralled human. Pre-cum drooled from the tip onto his carpet, staining it. Zeke eyed his trainer’s vulnerable, weak body presented before him.

“I’ve fucked and bred countless Pokémon with this cock, Aaron. Every time you dropped me off at a daycare to sate my heat, my seed would produce multiple eggs. Sometimes, I’d even have males begging me to breed them as if they were a female.”

The Charmeleon stalked towards his trainer as those words left his mouth. As far as the Charmeleon was concerned, his trainer was prey.

“Today, you’re going to learn that some actions in life have consequences,” Zeke said sternly as he climbed on top of his trainer, grabbing his hands and pinning them above his head before leaning closer: snout to nose, eye to eye.

“This is the first consequence:” Zeke ground his cock against his trainer’s cock as he leered into his eyes; eliciting a weak cry from him. Height wasn’t the only thing Zeke dwarfed him in.

“From today on? You are no longer my trainer.” The Charmeleon gripped the human’s wrists harder, emphasizing the point, “I am the stronger male in this house. Do you understand?” The Pokémon shifted most of his weight into the thrust against Aaron’s cock as he asked the question.

Aaron’s head spanned. The statement barely registered in his head. He was completely overwhelmed now. He got what he wanted: Zeke was having his way with him, but this was the cost? Aaron briefly felt immense shame as he turned his head to look away from those domineering eyes only to feel one of Zeke’s hands roughly force his head back.

“Answer me, Aaron. Do you understand?”

Aaron felt a sudden lump form in his throat. His mouth felt dry, his tongue heavy. ‘Would it really be that bad?’, he questioned in his head. Despite this change in Zeke, he knew deep down the Pokémon wouldn’t do anything to harm him. It was his own fault that he was in this position, he thought.

“Y-yes, Zeke, I understand. I-I am no longer your trainer.”

The Charmeleon growled approvingly, grinding himself against his now former trainer, the pre-cum making both of their cocks slick as he frotted against the human, increasing the pleasure for both of them.

“Good… now for the second consequence.” He leaned down to lick the human’s right ear, before whispering directly into it. The heat was completely clouding his brain now. It felt good.

The Charmeleon squeezed the trainer’s wrists so hard he whimpered from a small bit of pain.

“This is no longer your bedroom. This is my bedroom. This is my house.”

The human made the strangest noise; the pain from the grip immobilizing his hands mixing with the pleasure from Zeke’s thrusts against his cock. Aaron nodded. Deep down inside, this is what he wanted. He never truly felt superior to his own Pokémon, especially his Charmeleon. Having his Charmeleon just up and take control like this felt innately freeing. He didn’t expect his Charmeleon being in a deep heat like this would bring it out of him so easily, but it turned out he really liked being under Zeke like this. This is where he belonged.

“Zeke… I need you so bad…” the human said, for the first time, weakly thrusting his hips up back against the heavy Pokémon on top of him.

The Pokémon growled as he ground slower, harder, into him. The licking on Aaron’s ear turning into sucking; his tongue finding its way inside the outer folds, gently poking at the canal itself, but never breaching. This action stunned the human with how intense it felt; how lewd it felt. It was just his ear, but it felt so wrong, so dirty. Zeke’s mouth was so damn hot, being a fire-type, Aaron couldn’t help but let out the loudest moans he’d made yet. They only made the Charmeleon growl louder, vibrating his ear. This is how they continued for a few long moments longer.

Zeke gave his ear one last long, sensual lick, before moving back to stare into his now-former trainer’s eyes. The stare was predatory. Aaron’s fight, flight, or freeze response was triggering just from looking into his — wait, not his anymore — Pokémon’s eyes. He began to struggle… albeit unsuccessfully. The Charmeleon completely overpowered him; still pinning his wrists above his head; the fiery red body and its weight pinning him flush against the mattress.

“I am going to enjoy showing you exactly what I did to Pokémon at those daycares, Aaron. We are never visiting them again. You will be what I sate my heat with from now on.”

Zeke let Aaron’s hands go, knowing the human was not going to resist. He sat up; scooting himself up Aaron’s body until his own rear rested on the human’s chest.

This position placed the Charmeleon’s cock mere inches above the human’s face. The view the human had certainly made him feel small. Most of of his vision was obscured by that large, tantalizing shaft. He could smell the heavy scent of musk wafting from the fire-type’s sweaty genital slit. Looking past the tool and following Zeke’s body, he watched rivulets of sweat drip down his body. The room was getting hot. The Charmeleon’s body heat was doing a good job of heating up the room. His eyes eventually found the Charmeleon’s face. It leered down at him. It occurred to the human just how close that cock was to his lips.

Zeke wasted no time closing that distance; shifting the angle of his body forward to rest his cock on the human’s face. The heat emanating from the cock was borderline unbearable. He was about to turn his head away to try to get away from the heat before the Charmeleon leaned forward above him, pulling his hips back, lining up the tip with his mouth. A shiver went through Aaron’s body.

“Suck it.”

Aaron barely had any time to react before the pillar of Charmeleon cock was roughly shoved past his lips. Two-thirds of Zeke’s cock fit into the human’s mouth before it hit the wall that was the entrance to his throat. Aaron found himself pinned against the bed from the weight of Zeke’s hips. It was too much for the virgin; his mouth completely stuffed. He felt his gag reflex kick in. The Charmeleon pulled his cock back just slightly, taking most of the pressure off the entrance to his throat. Aaron struggled to breathe briefly, before realizing he could still breathe through his nose. He took shaky breaths, swallowing the increased flow of salty pre-cum that had pooled in his mouth. The warm liquid, surprisingly, felt quite soothing going down his throat.

Zeke was in absolute bliss. His former trainer’s mouth felt like heaven, and he hadn’t even begun to do anything yet. He had a lot in store for his human, but he needed Aaron to deepthroat his cock badly.

The Charmeleon started thrusting in and out of his human’s mouth, gently and slowly at first. It took a lot of restraint for the Pokémon to avoid forcing his cock down Aaron’s throat, but even in this deep of a heat, he didn’t want to hurt his former trainer that way.

With each thrust, more of the Charmeleon’s cock was inside of the human’s mouth, until the human’s lips felt the lips of the slit at the base of the Charmeleon’s cock. Aaron groaned as his throat was stretched open. Zeke’s musk was making Aaron feel almost light-headed and drunk, in a way, and now the source of that intense musk was shoved right against his nose, forced in with every breath he took around that cock. He started huffing harder, needing more of it. A thought briefly rushed through his head about how embarrassing it would’ve been if someone saw the situation he found himself in at the current moment, but he put it aside as he gave in to his buried desires.

Zeke grunted, gyrating his hips so his moist slit ground against his trainer’s mouth. “That’s it, such a good boy. Breathe it in.”

Aaron whined around Zeke’s cock, the slit’s musk erasing all thought from his brain; reducing him to his instincts. One of his hands reached to lightly cup the Charmeleon’s rear end, gently squeezing, trying to signal him to start moving, trying to moan out “please” around the cock filling his mouth.

“Heh, you want it, huh?” Zeke fully leaned forward, bracing his arms against the bed, hips in a prime position to pound the human’s mouth into the mattress. Zeke pulled his cock back until just his tip was in the mouth. That was exactly what he intended on doing.

“You asked for it.”

The Charmeleon slammed his cock into Aaron’s mouth, hilting completely; the human’s throat stretched as he made a surprised noise, before Zeke pulled right back out. The human barely had time to get a full breath in before the cock sank down again, hard.

The Charmeleon let out a roar of pleasure, throatfucking the human into the mattress at a rapid pace, losing himself fast to the heat. Each thrust came with a loud squelch as saliva mixed with pre-cum poured out around the loose seal Aaron’s lips made around his shaft. 


Aaron’s head was devoid of any thoughts whatsoever, his own cock rock hard at the knowledge that he was beneath his former Pokémon; insanely turned on from being used like a sleeve by someone who was supposed to be subservient to him. Having the tables turned like this made him feel so good inside. More than that, it just felt right.

Each thrust pushed the Charmeleon closer to the edge. The tightness of the human’s throat around the tip of his cock every time his slit met the human’s lips was so intense. If it were any other time, Zeke would have been content with giving in, hilting his cock one final time and shooting his heavy load down Aaron’s throat. But, he knew that would not dissipate his heat. He needed to breed.

As the Charmeleon approached orgasm, he denied it: yanking his cock out of Aaron’s mouth, sitting back up on his knees. His cock dripped pre-cum and saliva back down on the human’s face. Aaron was a complete mess; heaving his breaths hard, dazed from the aggressive throatfucking. By now he was utterly broken. He needed to worship the Charmeleon above him. “Z-Zeke… please,” he hoarsely begged.

“Please what?”

“L-let me touch you, please”

Zeke growled in approval, taking his weight off the human, repositioning himself to lay against the pillows at the head of the bed. He presented himself. He wanted to enjoy this before ruining the former trainer. Aaron crawled up the bed, next to the Charmeleon, running his hands over his toned chest. He leant down, kisses and licks following his hands as they made their way lower and lower, eventually brushing past the Charmeleon’s cock. Zeke hissed at the touch, still too close to the edge. However, a naughty idea came to him as he gazed at the human at his crotch. Zeke rolled over, laying on his stomach. In a way that could only be described as seductive, he lifted his tail, revealing his tight, pink tailhole to the human. Much like the rest of the fire lizard’s body, it glistened with sweat from sexual exertion. Aaron couldn’t take his eyes off of it. It beckoned to him, pulsing, inviting.

The Charmeleon slowly moved his tail back and forth, turning his head back, smirking. Lewdly presenting his tailhole to the human. The implication to the human was clear.

Aaron didn’t need to be told twice. He pushed the tail up further, diving his head down under it, his nose right up against the hole. The musk here, much like near the genital slit was strong. He needed to take it all in. He gave the Pokémon’s tailhole a few tentative licks, before letting loose; shoving his face in between the Charmeleon’s toned cheeks; making out with the tailhole before him.

His tongue circled the hole, over and over; kissing it. The taste of sweat lighting up his tastebuds. Of all the parts of the Charmeleon’s body that were hot to the touch, this one was by far the hottest. He needed to get closer to that divine warmth; shoving his tongue inside. The Charmeleon moaned out; clenching his hole around the human’s tongue. He lowered his tail over the human’s head, trapping it. The feeling of that wet tongue in his hole was driving him mad.

This, in Zeke’s eyes, was the ultimate form of submission from the human, and he was loving it. How much lower could a Pokémon trainer bring themself than practically worshipping the tailhole of their Pokémon they were charged with? Not much lower, he thought; and nothing could possibly turn him on more. Aaron apparently couldn’t get enough of his musk. Who was he to deny him?

This worship went on for a few minutes longer as the Charmeleon receded from the edge of orgasm. Zeke decided it was time for the main event, lifting his tail back up, signaling the human to stop. Aaron lifted his head up, looking into the eyes of the Pokémon staring back at him. The hunger in Zeke’s eyes was intense.

“I think it’s time that we sate my heat, Aaron. Lay on your stomach.”

The human complied with the demand, simultaneously excited and nervous. He wasn’t sure what to expect, but he trusted Zeke. He lay in wait, patiently, for the Charmeleon who was now standing at the foot of the bed to make a move.

Zeke just stood there, entranced by the smooth human ass laid before him on the bed. He leaned upon the sole instinct to fuck left in his head from the heat leaving his brain in a haze as he all but pounced on top of the prone human. Aaron let out a yelp as he felt the steaming wetness of Zeke’s tongue return the favor of what he had done just moments ago. However, Zeke had his own trick up his sleeve: Charmeleons had the advantage of a long, thin tongue at their disposal.

“Oh fuck, Zeke! Fuck!” Aaron’s voice hitched as the fire-type’s snout forced itself between his asscheeks. The Pokémon buried his tongue in the human’s hole; finding the prostate and milking moan after moan out of the human as he thrust with a purpose, over and over. The Charmeleon was growling as he ate his trainer out, snorting as he covered almost every inch of his hole with saliva. Aaron was seeing stars. If this was just his tongue, he thought, what on earth would that cock feel like?

He wouldn’t have to wait too much longer to figure that out. Zeke, content with his handiwork, pulled out, giving the human’s hole one more slow, long lick. Aaron’s breath was forced out of him as the heavy lizard laid on top of him; his pre-cum soaked cock hot-dogging his cheeks. If the saliva wasn’t enough, there was no doubt the pre-cum would make good insurance.

Zeke leaned his head down next to Aaron’s as he slowly humped his cock, teasing his hole, but not pushing in.

“Finally, the third consequence.” Zeke whispered, his voice taking on a different tone, as he positioned the tip of his cock at the entrance. One hand gripped Aaron’s head, turning it to face him. The other, grabbing both of Aaron’s wrists, pinning them against the mattress. Once again, they were eye-to-eye. Nose-to-snout. Their lips barely a few inches apart. The look in Zeke’s eyes almost shook Aaron to his core. They looked glazed over with hunger and lust. Yet, there was something else there. Something a bit more predatory. In that brief moment, the warmth from the Charmeleon felt unbearable. Suddenly, the human found his lips up against the Charmeleon’s, resting briefly, before he both felt and heard the consequence spoken.

“Not only is this my room, my house…”

The cock pressing against his hole pulled back, slightly.

“You are mine. I own you, bitch.”

Aaron found himself suddenly impaled from two ends. Slowly, but forcefully, the Charmeleon sank his cock into the human’s hole, bottoming out as the lizard’s tongue snaked its way into the human’s mouth, muffling the mixed cry of pleasure and pain. The human’s hole was stretched to its limit. He never thought In his wildest dreams he could be so stuffed. He just laid there under the weight of the Charmeleon for a moment, overwhelmed, letting him plunder his mouth with that tongue. Zeke recognized, even lost in his heat, that Aaron needed a moment to adjust to the pillar of lizard cock inside of him.

He pulled his tongue from the human’s mouth.

“I should’ve done this sooner, fuck. So fucking tight, I’m going to enjoy ruining you.” He growled, enunciated with a shallow hump, brushing his prostate. “Oh fuck…” Aaron moaned out. That felt good. Zeke humped again, drawing another moan.

“I love hearing you make those noises for me.” Zeke cooed into his ear, pulling his cock back a couple of inches, thrusting back to the hilt, forcing a louder cry from the human under him.

Aaron’s head was swimming. Every time Zeke’s cock slammed into his prostate, he felt a dull, but intense wave of pleasure near the tip of his cock. He needed more…

“D-don’t stop Zeke, please…”

Zeke chuckled, his hot breath huffing into Aaron’s ear. “Oh, I have no intention of that.”

The Charmeleon started increasing the pace. Pulling more of his cock free before slamming it back in with each thrust, the cries from Aaron increasing in volume.

“I’m going to ruin humans for you.” Zeke was setting an animalistic pace now, the Charmeleon’s cock absolutely battering Aaron’s prostate. Aaron was screaming, all intelligible words gone from his mouth; reduced to just sounds of pure pleasure. The waves of pleasure were building up so fast that the human didn’t even realize he came; the sheets under him now soiled.

“Good fucking boy, that’s it, squeeze my fucking cock.” Aaron’s hole kept clenching around his cock in orgasm as his pace only increased. It was all hitting Zeke’s heat-infused mind at once: the wails from the human under him, the vice grip of the hole, the domination of his former trainer. He needed to lay his claim now.

Zeke’s final thrusts had no rhythm to them, chasing his orgasm. He roared, an unintended flamethrower firing off into the air as he thrust one final time. His scalding hot seed painted the insides of his former trainer. Excess cum with nowhere to go spurted out of the human’s hole, around his cock, joining Aaron’s cum in staining the sheets.

In one final act of heat-driven desperation, Zeke nipped the human’s shoulder, causing him to yelp in pain, licking it. He collapsed on top of the human, cock still twitching inside as they both began to quickly doze off from exhaustion.

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By the time Aaron woke up, it was dark outside. In their slumber, they had rolled onto their sides, Zeke spooning Aaron, holding him possessively. The Charmeleon was still fast asleep; he needed it after what he’d gone through. Aaron wondered if the Charmeleon had meant everything he said while in that bout of heat. If he was being honest with himself, he hoped he was. Either way, he’d find out when Zeke woke up.

Aaron cuddled back up to the Pokémon, letting him hold him even closer.

END