FSE

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formerly SoFurry search engine

POV Ronan

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“Damnit, damnit, damnit!" I yelled as I sprinted towards the Vermillion City docks. The sound of the cruise ship's horn blared, giving a warning to all those who've not yet boarded that it will be departing soon. It had taken much longer to reach Vermillion than I had expected with the delay those criminals had caused with abducting Ike. That delay resulted in me losing just about every spare minute I should've had here. I didn't even have time to look at the pokemon gym, let alone attempt to complete it. There was always the option of simply finding a new cruise to board in order to attempt the gym, but I had no idea when the next one that fit my criteria would leave and I needed to get to Fuschia fast. So I decided to forget this gym for the moment and do my damndest to get on that ship.

I was very thankful that I had decided to not be the lazy type of trainer and instead work out alongside my pokemon rather than just watching them do all the work. That training had definitely helped me increase my running speed and gave me the endurance I needed to run this far without needing a break. The docks were in sight now. The cruise ship was pretty easy to spot, and luckily hadn't started to leave yet. With Leon on my heels, I darted towards the stairs leading to the ship. I was stopped by the ticket agent just at the bottom of the stairs who asked to see my ticket. I panted heavily as I pulled out my pokegear and pulled up the electronic reservation. They wished me a good voyage as I climbed the stairs, the fatigue finally catching up to me.

After I got inside the cruise ship, I sat down in the nearest chair inside, eager to rest my weary legs. After a minute, I quickly looked around to make sure that Leon didn't get lost. I was happy to find the quilava sitting on his rear with his back to the wall in a bipedal fashion despite quilavas being predominantly quadrupeds. “Hey," I said between pants, “glad... to see... I didn't... lose ya."

Leon chuckled a bit. “You say that like I can't keep up with a human," he retorted. “Your kind isn't exactly known for the physical prowess compared to us pokemon." I certainly couldn't argue with that. “I honestly don't see why so many pokemon are fine with letting you guys boss them around and pit them against each other in televised fights."

After I finally I caught my breath, I gave my reply, “Masu says it's because we're good at strategizing and recognizing flaws and weaknesses. A lot of pokemon are headstrong and don't know their limitations in battle." Leon seemed to be giving this a bit of thought, but he didn't seem convinced. “And as for the televised battles, well, can you honestly say that the idea of proving your superiority over everyone else in front of a large audience isn't at least a tad enticing?"

After a short while, Leon admitted, “I suppose it might just be a bit enticing. I don't like the idea that the human gets all the credit when the pokemon do all the work."

I chuckled. “You think people honestly see the trainer as the one who does all the work? Everyone knows that the pokemon are the stars. Trainers are just there to help them reach their full potential and guide them out of tough spots." Leon seemed to be digesting the new information. “Anyways, I oughta get checked in."

I got up and headed over to what I assumed to be the reception desk. A young woman, who couldn't have been more than twenty greeted me, “Hello, and welcome to Kanto Kruises. It seems you just barely beat the departure." Her smile was genuine and she seemed amused by my near miss. “May I see your boarding pass so I can get you your room key?"

“Of course." I went to grab my pokegear, which I usually stored in my jacket pocket. When I found it to not be there, I do a quick pat of all my pockets and find it to be missing. I was just about to start looking around when I felt a tug on my pants. I looked down and saw Leon holding the device with an amused smirk on his face. I sheepishly accepted the offered device and pulled up the reservation. I realized that I must've set it down when I sat to catch my breath. “Here it is," I said as I held it out to her.

After she checked it and then checked the computer. “Ah, here you are, Mr. Oshiro. I see you have booked a trainer's room. If you plan on allowing your pokemon free reign, we have complementary collar tags that can give them access to your room. If you need collars to put them on, we can have some sent to you room for you to use during your stay with us. They will be required to be returned by the end of the voyage or your card will be charged for them."

“I didn't see that on the website," I remarked. “Those would be great. I have six pokemon with me." I could feel an annoyed glare coming from Leon.

“Alright, I'll have those sent up to your room," she said as she typed the request into the computer. “There are a few rules about pokemon you should know. Due to space and weight restrictions, pokemon over the height of ten feet or over five hundred pounds are not allowed outside of their pokeballs while on the ship. Pokemon are not to use their powerful attack moves outside of the battle arena. We don't want any accidental damage to the ship. There's also a pamphlet in your room for special activities your pokemon may enjoy."

“Thank you very much," I said, giving her a courteous bow. She smiled and giggled a bit at my slightly dated show of appreciation.

“If there's anything else I can help you with, feel free to ask me," she said as she handed me the keycard and a map of the cruise ship. “My name's Sally, by the way."

I nodded and wished her a good day as I took the card. She returned the sentiment and I went off to my room with Leon following me. The room while large, was slightly cramped with furniture, mostly beds for pokemon to sleep in. Leon closed the door behind him before saying, “I'm not wearing a collar. I'm the one who collars others, not the other way around."

“That's your choice," I replied with no interest in fighting him on it. “If you don't want to wear the collar, you either carry the tag around the whole time so you can get into the room on your own, or you can try to pry the others away from their fun to come escort you into the room."

Leon smirked and retorted, “You say that as if me taking someone into this room wouldn't be the fun part."

I chuckled and rolled my eyes. “I really should've expected that," I muttered. I grabbed the other five pokeballs and released my team, each one landing on a different bed. “Hey everyone," I greeted them, “we've arrived on the ship."

“Cool," Masu said, “so what is there to do here?"

“Well," I replied, “the receptionist said that there'd be a pamphlet here that had specific areas and activities that might appeal to pokemon in particular." I scanned the room for it, but didn't see it.

“Holy shit!" Leon exclaimed in excitement. “They got a room for pokemon hookups!"

That certainly struck me as odd. “They do not," I said in disbelief.

Leon just smirked and handed me the pamphlet with a smirk that dared me to see it for myself. I looked at the page he was reading. In the lower-right corner there was a small section of smaller print that read, “While all of these activities may be fun and entertaining for pokemon, we are aware that pokemon have a harder time controlling their 'urges' than humans. Considering the length of these voyages we have included a few rooms for pokemon to use to release these urges. We do this in hopes that we can avoid any unfortunate incidents in the more public areas of the ship. Should your pokemon need to use these facilities, do no hesitate to allow them. It is much better for them to be done in a safe and private environment. Drop ins are welcome, but you can reserve time for your pokemon (max 20 minutes per day per pokemon) if you want to ensure they get the alone time they need. Reservations can be made via our intranet server, accessible on any ship computer or wifi capable device." It then gives directions to the area, which is one of the adult only decks, as well as the login information for gaining access to their intranet.

I looked over to Leon, who had the most shit-eating grin I'd seen on him. “Well, they didn't call it pokemon hookups," I retorted to his non-verbal “I told you so."

“Who cares what they called it," he replied, “you go there, find other horny pokemon, pick a room, and fuck like lopunnies in the zenith of heat. That's a hookup place if I've ever heard of one."

Masu smirked. “Sounds like my kinda place. And here I was worried about the long trip without getting any random tail from the Basement. This is gonna be better than I thought."

“I'm pretty sure it was intended for well-acquainted pokemon," I reasoned. “Like, pokemon who travel together."

Leon laughed. “If I wanted to fuck one of my teammates, I wouldn't need to go to some other room, I'd just do it right here." He rubbed his sheath suggestively to prove his point, causing me to blush lightly.

“I'm sure that most trainers wouldn't appreciate having their room reek of musk and sex and worrying about where they step," I replied.

Leon's smirk widened. “They have an underground pokemon brothel under each pokemon center," he retorted, “I think most of them wouldn't mind. I know you wouldn't mind. A slut for pokemon like you would more than welcome it, wouldn't you? You'd just love for this room to be filled with all our musks from intense fucking. Don't worry, slut, I'm sure it will be marked with that lovely aroma before long."

My blush deepened as Leon called me out on that. I couldn't even really argue with that. I certainly know that I enjoy their scents, so having their musks cloud the room was a rather enticing thought. My silence seemed to speak volumes for Leon who simply chuckled victoriously. “Anyways," he replied, “I'm gonna go check that place out. Might be early, but I'm sure there's at least one other pokemon there eager to get their ass wrecked." With that Leon walked out of the room. Xerxes seemed interested in the idea as well and followed him out silently.

“You've been having sex with everyone?" a small familiar voice asked. My blood ran cold. In all the surprise, I had totally forgotten that Ike was outside of his ball. I had been keeping him in the dark because I was worried he might feel pressured into doing something he didn't necessarily want or wasn't ready for. There was no talking my way out of this one.

I heard Masu chuckling. “This oughta be fun to watch," he teased to no one in particular.

I was a bit surprised when Yari grabbed him by his floatie and started leading him away. “C'mon, Masu," he said, “let's give them some privacy."

“Nah, I wanna watch," Masu stated, trying to pull away. I could hear a bit of whispering, but couldn't quite make out what was said. Apparently it was a tempting offer, though because Masu acquiesced to Yari's request and started heading out.

Nengan looked at me. I could see in his eyes he wanted to be here for me, but he also didn't want to be intruding on something if I wanted this to be a private conversation. I did, so I told him that there was a spa here that did hot rock massages and he quickly scampered out to find it.

I grabbed a fur brush and walked over to Ike, carefully picking him up as I sat on the bed. I gently began brushing his back as I spoke, “To answer your question, yes, I've slept with the others. Not Leon or Xerxes, though. I'll answer any questions you want."

“Why?" he asked simply.

I chuckled a bit. “Why do I sleep with them?" I asked for clarification. After he nodded, I answered, “Because I like it, and they like it. It makes us feel good and is a lot of fun."

I continued to brush his fur as I wait for him to form his next question. “Why hide it from me?" he asked.

I thought for a moment before answering him. “When a tight-knit group like ours has everyone but one person doing something, that person can feel left out," I explained. “Sometimes they'll think that they have to do it too to fit in or be truly accepted into the group. I didn't want you to feel pressured into having sex if you didn't actually want to."

The next silence was longer. I had finished with his back, so I moved onto that big, bushy tail of his, working out the few tangles he had in it. “And this 'Basement' that was spoken of?"

“Underneath just about every pokemon center there is as far as I know," I said. “The pokemon there volunteer to satisfy humans and other pokemon in exchange for food, a nice place to stay, and not having to worry about abusive trainers or gangs."

He nodded, seeming to understand the allure of the place, particularly on that last point. He was silent for a while. “Why not me?" he asked. “If it's meant to feel good, why not me? Did you not want me to feel good?"

My heart ached at this question. “Of course I want you to feel good, Ike," I said as I hugged him. “I want you to be as happy as possible. I just didn't think you'd be interested in that." I let go of the hug in lieu of stroking his fur and scratching his head the way I knew he loved. “I didn't want to put you in an awkward position. If I had asked you, you might've felt obligated to say yes for any number of reasons even if you didn't truy want to. And if I had asked you and you did say no, I didn't want there to be an awkward tension or for you to feel guilty about rejecting me."

Ike moved forward and licked my cheek. “Your worry and consideration is highly appreciated, Ronan," Ike said. “I would like to try it."

I blushed lightly and smiled. I had been worrying over nothing it seemed. “Will I be your first?" I asked. When he nodded, I got a bit nervous. “There is one issue, though." He cocked his head to the side a bit with a curious expression. “I mean this in the best way, but you're kinda small. I mean, the average size for an eevee is about a foot tall, and you aren't much taller than that. I'm just not sure if..." I stop as Ike began to glow. Was he evolving again? Was he doing this voluntarily?

His form changed slowly. I moved back a bit and watched as he grew to nearly three times his size, landing on just about three feet tall with light red fur that matched his eyes. Wait... weren't his eyes grey before. The thought got pushed out of my mind with more important questions. “How did you do that, Ike?" I asked excitedly.

“Dunno," he replied. “Just wanted to be bigger and it happened." A smirk crossed his face. “That was the only issue you had, right?" It took me a moment to realize that he was referring to sex again. He didn't seem too fazed by his controlled evolution. Although, his form wasn't the only thing that changed. His personality did, too. He seemed much less timid, more assertive about what he wanted. Thinking back, he was definitely much different as an espeon as well, at least from the short time he was one.

“C'mon," Ike replied, “it's only fair that we have some fun as well. Most of the others get to play with you, so I should be able to, as well." He grabbed my pants with his teeth and tugged at them a bit, apparently impatient as well as assertive.

I couldn't help but chuckle at his very sudden and vast change in attitude. I understood that it likely had something to due with his current evolution, and I was definitely going to bring that up to Doctor Summers when we arrive at her lab. That thought was quickly pushed into the back of my mind as Ike continued to tug at my pants, hoping for, no, it was more like demanding sex from me.

Well, I was never one to deny my pokemon sex, so I began stripping my shirt off with a grin. Ike stopped his tugging as he saw that I was finally complying with his demands. I couldn't help but grin as he stared at my lithe yet toned, hairless body. “Like what you see?" I asked slyly.

Ike nodded with a grin. “Yeah," he cooed, “nice and smooth. I'm more interested in what hiding in your pants, though." He stepped back a bit to give me room to get those off as well. I couldn't help but blush lightly as he stared intently at me as I stripped for him. His piercing eyes spoke of lust and hunger. Had he been lusting after me this whole time and he just too nervous to ask me about this as an eevee?

I slipped my shorts off my legs and stood on my knees to let Ike get a good view of me. I blushes much heavier as I saw him lick his lips in a very suggestive manner. “My my," he remarked, “aren't you quite the sexy human. I'm gonna have fun with you. Hope you don't mind me being in charge today. And since I'm sure Masu is the type to dominate others, you're likely used to getting it in the ass, yeah?"

I nodded and blushed more as my once-sweet eevee has turned into a dominant, sex-hungry flareon. And I was getting hard at the thought of it. “Yeah," I confirmed. “You can top me if you want."

Ike snickered. “If I want, he says," Ike teased. “We haven't even started and you're getting hard. Is the thought of me breeding that nice ass of yours that exciting to you? Sounds like you enjoy being the bitch." His eyes scanned my face, taking in every movement and detail. Was he... checking to make sure I was really into it?

He had to be, I thought to myself. He's testing the limits and trying to see what I like. No matter his form, there's no way Ike would do something I wouldn't enjoy. I assured myself that it was true. I leaned closer to the cocky flareon and murmured, “I'd love to be your bitch if you'd like, my sexy Ike."

A low, dominant growl came from Ike's throat. It was a pleased growl of a dom getting his partner to submit. “You'll be a good little bitch, won't you?" I nodded obediently. “On your back." The order was stern and not to be disobeyed. It reminded me of when Masu first fucked me. I was partially tempted to see how he'd react if I disobeyed. Would he repeat the order harsher, force me down, punish me for my disobedience? Or perhaps he might take it as a sign I wasn't into it and ask if I was okay. As tempting as it was to find out, I probably wanted this as much as he did and I didn't want to wait.

I lay down on my back and submit myself to allowing the canine pokemon do as he pleased to me. I felt his paws depress the bed on either side of me as he walked over me. It didn't take long for his haunches to be positioned right over my face, his sheath mere inches from my nose. He was already emitting a strong musk that smelled of spice and pent-up arousal, a pleasant scent that I inhaled greedily. “You like that, do ya?" he asked rhetorically. I replied in the affirmative, inhaling more of his musky scent which seemed to please his greatly. “In that case, let's get you a bit closer, really take in my musk, ya cock-hungry bitch."

Ike lowered his hips quickly and began to grind his sheath and balls across my face. I let out a pleased murr as I kissed and licked at the sheath as he ground it over my lips. He had the same spicy taste that his musk suggested. “Such tasty spice," I purred. My hands weren't content just lying at my sides, so they went up and began rubbing and petting at the flareon's flanks.

Ike growled playfully. “Yeah, I bet you like my taste," he taunted. “But I bet you like the taste of every pokemon cock you get your mouth on, don't you?" I blushed brighter and continued my licking. “Go on, you can admit it. We all know you're a slut for us sexy pokemon. You wouldn't have been so willing to be my bitch if you weren't."

I blushed even brighter. Hearing those words come out innocent, little Ike's mouth felt wrong but also surprisingly hot. Masu had said something similar to me before, but having it come from the most genuine and soft-spoken pokemon I knew made it so much more impactful. Even in his altered state of personality, I refused to believe that he'd make that comment if he didn't believe it to be true, and I knew that he was right. “I'm a slut," I admitted to him. “Pokemon like you get me all hot and eager for sex. I just wanna give you as much pleasure as I can, however you want."

Ike let out a pleased growl, his tip peeking out of his sheath. “See," he teased, “that wasn't so hard. And all you had to do was tell the truth." He angled his hips so his tip rubbed at my lips. “Now, since you made me wait so long for this, you're gonna be making it up to me on this cruise, got it?" I gave a meager “yes." His tip slowly pushed itself out of his sheath and into my mouth, which I obediently accepted. His flesh tasted spicier than his musk smelled, and I couldn't help but salivate at the taste.

“That means whatever I want," he continued as he slowly rolled his hips into my face, “I get. Whether it's dominating you bitch ass, which I eagerly plan on doing as soon as you finish choking on my cock, or giving you the honor of popping my cherry, or whatever else I want, I get. And don't think that just because I won't always be this assertive means I don't get it."

I gave him a thumbs up as I suckled on his erecting canine cock. It's not as if I would've denied him those things had he asked for them even without this demand. I had a feeling he knew that and simply wanted to exert control over me while I was in such a vulnerable position. “That's a good human," Ike purred. He began to thrust his member deeper into my mouth, forcing it down my accepting throat. I quickly swallowed around the invading flesh to suppress my gag reflex which got a pleasure-filled growl from the fire-type. “Good boy, swallow my cock like the hungry slut you are."

I swallowed around him again, leaning forward to take it all the way to the hilt. The presence of his shaft in my throat was unmistakable and incredibly arousing. I was fully hard and I hadn't even touched myself. Ike chuckled as I got closer to his thrusting hips. “See," he taunted, “you're so hungry for pokemon cock that you're eager to fit more down your throat. Bet you would just love for me to cum down your throat and fill your belly with my hot 'eon seed, wouldn't ya?"

The idea was very tempting. I couldn't help but wonder whether his seed would taste similar to Nengan's. His cock sure did, much to my delight. I let out a soft moan around his shaft to show my enthusiasm. “Yeah," Ike murred, “I knew you would." He gave several more powerful thrusts before pulling back and stepping off of me. “Too bad, though. I got another location planned for this load."

I blushed lightly from arousal and anticipation, knowing full well that Ike wouldn't be holding back, not as a flareon at least. I sat up and got my first good look at his equipment. It was the deep red that I had expected. It must've been at least eight inches long with a tapered tip and... holy fuck that was a thick knot! I had thought that knots were only supposed to form right before climax. Had I gotten him that close with just my blowjob or was it different for different types of pokemon? Either way, the knot was there and I honestly didn't know whether or not I would be able to take it.

Ike got a devious smirk on his face. “See something you like?" he teased before chuckling to himself. “Of course you do; you can't get enough of these big, thick, pokemon cocks, ain't that right?"

I nodded in agreement. “That's right, my sexy puppy. And yours is definitely an impressive one. Such a big dick for such a small dog. And an even thicker knot!" I gave his knot a gentle squeeze, earning a small yip and a jet of pre hitting the bed.

Ike gave me a dominating glare, but the smile gave away his amusement in my action. “You just can't help yourself, can you?" he asked rhetorically. “You see a pokemon cock and you just can't help but try to get a feel of it. It's like an instinct for you, isn't it? I just hope you can keep your hands to yourself if you're met with another random trainer's pokemon looking for a bitch to breed. I doubt the trainer would be too happy catching you trying to sway their pokemon to join you for the perks of getting to rut into your slut body whenever the mood strikes 'em."

I blushed at his comment. There was something wrong about it. Sure, I loved sex with pokemon, but he made it sound like I saw it as something different than I do. I knew he waned me to simply agree to whatever he said, but I had to speak up about this. “Is that what you think?" I asked. “That I'd do this for every random pokemon I meet." Ike seemed surprised that I didn't just agree with his assessment. I sat up and shook my head. “No, it's definitely not like that. Yes, I love sex with pokemon, and I certainly find you guys incredibly attractive, but it's not just sex. Sure, sometimes it can just be about sex like in the Basement, but with you guys, it's so different."

I leaned forward and kissed Ike's forehead, much to his surprise. “I love the connection I have with each of you. You're so incredibly special to me, and I want to give you everything I can to make you happy. Whether it's getting a thorough brushing and grooming, some loving pettings and snuggles, or sex in whatever manner you guys want, I'll be there for you. You are one of the most important people in my life, and I'll do whatever it takes to give you what you want."

It was Ike's turn to blush now. Even through his reddish fur, I could see the glow of the blush. I continued with a smirk, “That's not to say I don't love the sex as much as you guys do, too. It feels great. And you're right that I can't get enough of it. But not because I can't resist any pokemon's cock. I can't get enough because I love you guys, and this is the perfect way to express just how much I do."

Ike seemed speechless for a little while. For a moment, I thought he might devolve back into the timid, soft-spoken eevee with how quiet he was being. I was proven wrong when the flareon smiled and licked my face. “You know, you're fuckin' hot when you speak from the heart like that. Make me wanna reward ya for being such a caring trainer. Tell ya what, I'll let you choose how I fuck ya. How does that sound, my sweet and sexy trainer?"

I smiled and petted his head. “How generous of you," I replied without an ounce of sarcasm. I turned around and got on all fours, my ass on full display for him to admire. If I'd had a tail, it would've been hiked high to show my intentions. “Been wondering what it'd be like to get fucked doggy-style by a hung doggy like you."

Ike let out a dominant and playful growl. “Well, you're about to find out, my special bitch." I was suddenly mounted from behind. Ike's hot furry belly was pressed against my back and his hips were against my rear. I could feel his canine cock rub and twitch lightly against my own erect member before he begins to move back to angle himself towards my opening. It took several attempts of his tip poking my cheeks before it slid between them, rubbing lightly against my hole. I could already feel his pre start to lubricate me, which I was very thankful for considering his size.

“You know," Ike rumbled just behind my ear, “you might not be as slutty as I thought you were, what with sleeping around with the team and going to that brothel, but that doesn't mean you'll be any less of my bitch." I felt a hot, passionate lick along my neck. “And I'm gonna make sure you love every minute of it. You're gonna be begging to bend over for me to remind you why you're my bitch before this trip is over. Any objections?"

I shook my head. “None at all, my precious 'eon," I replied happily with the slightest of rump wiggles. I could feel his fur getting hotter. Was he blushing? I would've turned to look, but just as I was about to, he thrust half his length inside me in one motion. I couldn't keep back the cry of surprise, pain and pleasure. I quickly grabbed a pillow to bite into to muffle myself to avoid being heard. Hopefully I hadn't already. Not many people stayed in their cabins much, so it was unlikely that someone was close enough to hear.

Ike moaned as well. This was obviously the first time he'd ever felt something as tight as an ass around his cock. I cherished the pleasured moans he was making. I couldn't resist but clenching down around him, getting a louder moan as he stayed his hips. “Hell yeah, that feels fucking great," Ike moaned. “Just like a good bitch is mean to feel. Tight and hot."

I didn't know what he meant by hot; compared to the heat his cock was spreading inside me, I must've felt like a chill, air-conditioned room. I took the compliment though, and returned one in kind, “And you're such a big doggy. You feel so good inside me." I said it in a soft rumble.

“Better than the others?" he asked in a teasing tone, giving another shallower thrust, pushing in another inch or so, and causing me to groan into the pillow.

“I don't play the favorites game when it comes to you guys," I reply honestly. “I love you all in very special ways even if they might be different." I gave a playful squeeze around his length after I said that.

Ike let out a half-murr-half-chuckle. “You're a dork, you know that?" he replied. “A sappy, sappy dork. Don't ever change." He gave the back of my neck a few more loving licks and a nuzzle which made me blush hotly.

In a joking manner I retorted, “I'd say the same to you, but I like seeing your other sides and having an eevee who can evolve into every evolution and back again is pretty fucking cool."

I didn't have to look back to know he was rolling his eyes. His tone was much more than enough for me to know my pun game was top notch. “Oh, hush up and let me fuck you like the bitch you so love to be." His thrusting ramped up. His balls bounced against mine as his hips rocked back and forth. I had been about to make another retort, but I had to bite into one of the pillows to muffle my moans instead.

It felt as if his cock was heating up even more than the rest of him. And it felt exquisit. I was sweating more than usual from the heat, but the way it warmed me up from the inside reminded me of Nengan when he tops, and I always loved that feeling. I could feel that large knot of his ramming against my hole as he fucked me. Every few thrusts it threatened to push in and tie me, and each time it happened my cock twitched and leaked more.

“You want it, don't you?" Ike whispered, not even slowing down a bit. I could feel his hot breath in my ear, tickling me a bit and sending shivers down my spine. “You want me to stretch out this perfect ass of your by shoving my knot inside you, don't you?"

At first I could only whimper submissively as I bit the pillow. I didn't trust myself to open my mouth lest moaning out loudly and alerting everyone to my activities. “Answer me," Ike demanded. “I want to hear you say it, and you promised that I'd get what I want."

A heavy blush returned to my cheeks. There was no way I could deny him. I released the pillow from my teeth before taking as steady a breath as I could while still getting hammered. “Give it to me, Ike," I whisper-moaned. “I wanna feel what it's like to be knotted by such a sexy doggy like you. Tie me and fill me with your hot cum. I need it so badly!"

A dominant yet loving growl was voiced from behind my ear. “You wouldn't be lying to me would you?" It sounded as though he wanted to make sure that I truly wanted it and not just obeying his commands, which I found to be insanely sweet and adorable.

“Yes," I growled bestially to show my desire. I started pushing back against his thrusts, but it wasn't enough to get that thick knot inside me. “I need to experience it. I've been dying to know, and I want you to be my first tie. Give me the knot!" While not loud, I spoke with urgency to express how much I hungered for the experience with him.

I suddenly felt sharp pricks of fangs gripping my shoulder, hard enough to know he was exerting his dominance by biting me, but soft enough to not piece the skin. A low, lust-filled growl accompanied the bite as his hips went into double-time. All I could do was whimper and moan into the pillow as his knot slammed against my ass over and over again. Each thrust felt like it got another fraction of an inch deeper as my ass spread another fraction of an inch wider to accommodate his thick knot.

His growl got louder as he added more power to his thrusts. Through his bite and growl, he murmured, “Yeah, c'mon bitch, take the knot. You've earned this knot now take it like the horny sub you are."

His words took hold. I forced my hole to relax just as he slammed against me again. I let out a loud yelp of pain before a moan of intense pleasure poured out. His knot slipped past my ring and locked him inside me. I couldn't hold back anymore. The physical sensation along with the mental satisfaction of taking Ike's thick knot was too much for me to handle. I moaned out in delight as I reached my climax. Shot after shot of thick cum fell onto the bed, each shot causing my asshole to clench tightly around the very base of Ike's shaft.

Ike's growling moan become less dominant, and much more desperate and needy. “Arceus, yeah," he growled. “I'm gonna fuckin' fill you full with puppy batter! Better get ready, bitch!" His thrusting became beastial and wild. There was little to work with behind the knot, but enough for him to hump against me with enough force to make me wince. That didn't last long, however. It wasn't more than half-a-minute later when he pushed as deep as he could and began spilling his seed inside me. The heat was soothing and pleasant, and the knowledge that I was Ike's first was even moreso.

After Ike finished cumming, he let go of his bite and began licking at the light marks he made. We stayed like that for a few minutes, simply enjoying each others company with Ike caring for the superficial marks he inflicted as well as giving me a few loving nuzzles and licks to my cheeks while he was waiting for his knot to deflate. I didn't mind the wait. I was comfortable and the tie seemed to only enhance my afterglow.

It was great. And then there was a knock at the door that made my blood run cold.