My Obedient Kamaitachi
I could hear the nice calming noises outside my perception of vision. But all I could see was complete and pitch blackness, nothing else and nothing more. But, I could feel, smell, and hear many things that make the idea of it being nothing but pitch black that I'm seeing completely false. And then I'm awake. I slowly open my still tired eyes. My body groggily waking itself up. I take a quick glance to my right and see my ever trusty, but annoying alarm clock, and see it is currently half past nine in the morning. A good ten plus hours of sleep? Not that bad if I say so myself. I take a glance to the opposite direction and see that the sun is still slow to rise just as I am. As expected with the combination of seasons and weather, of course it'd seem earlier than it actually is. As I stretch my arms up above my head to help aid myself in waking up, I notice an abnormal amount of heat and weight on my torso. I take a quick look down to see the culprit, and my face contorts into a strange combination of annoyance and humor. My face can't help but crack a small smile.
It's my most loyal and faithful companion throughout my life. A medium sized, orange coated, streamlined, aquatic mammal, or as it's commonly called, a Floatzel. The orange and tan fur has a sleek and sheem look to it, most likely due to the species being adapted to surviving in the water for so long. The mohawk like fur on the top of its head looking in pristine condition. I always wondered how it did that. No matter what, it seemed to always stay in perfect condition. Maybe their fur produces some sort of oil that helps their fur stick and stay perfect. I dunno, dumb thought running through my mind. The two twin tails, at a perfect stand still, no activity coming from the two appendages signalling a perfect moment of rest Floatzel is having. Its two "blade" like blue dorsal fins on what can be considered wrist. I never wanted to test them out and see if they could actually do any damage. It'd seem like a stupid thing to do. Plus from the looks of it, they seemed more for show than anything. Another strange thing that always amazed me was this long yellowish and golden floatation device that went behind Floatzel's neck, over its arms, and meeting at together at the point where its tail began. Scientist say it serves as some sort of floatation device for when the species wants to simply laze about, and well… float. Again, never wanted to just grab and yank on it, probably not the best thing to do to your Pokemon. But the last thing that signified what this Floatzel was, the two white and tannish ovals that patterned where the shoulder blades are on the species. It signified that my Floatzel was a male.
As much as I enjoyed him being a personal heater, the realization of his weight was starting to get to me. You don't realize it when you're sleeping, but when you're waking up, boy you sure feel it. I reach my arm to my fullest extent and began to rub the top of Floatzel's head to wake him up as gently as I could. Just chucking him off the bed wouldn't earn me any favors, even if he is my oldest companion. Though it seems my attempts at rubbing his head wasn't working, so I move my hand to the side of his head and begin to scratch. I see one of his back legs begin to twitch and kick, causing me to chuckle a bit. I then scratch a bit more, but this time I place my other hand on the opposite side of his hand and scratch. Immediately he seems awake, and I see his brown and black eyes reveal abruptly behind his orange eyelids. His startled reactions causes me to laugh and cease my scratching and go back to rubbing the top of his head. He always likes this, going so far as pushing his head as much as he could into my hand.
"Alright boy. Time to get up." I say to him pulling my legs out from under him, causing him to him to make the first full contact with the mattress. But even then, that doesn't last that long as his instincts kick in and he springs off the bed. I give one final stretch to wake myself fully up, and catch in the corner of my eye him stretching out his body. I throw the blankets off the top of my body, and swing my legs off the side of my bed, then I finally stand up. My Floatzel is just standing there looking at me. The top of his little duo mohawk spike comes to the top of my shoulder. From what I remember Floatzel's grow to a full height of four foot, seven inches at their tallest height. If you take away their little spikes, they're actually more about four foot-five. Though even then I'm surprised at how big some Pokemon get. And I'm slightly above average at five foot nine. Oh well. As I grab a pair of simple baggy sweatpants and a wife beater, I notice Floatzel's still just staring at me.
"Alright I get what you want." I tell him, his tails beginning to flick back and forth as I approach him. I rub his head again, and I can see his face form a very pleased grin. "Go and wake the others up, and after I'm done showering I'll make you all breakfast. 'Kay?" I tell him. He happily nods and uses both his paws to rotate the door knob before trodding out on all fours to the other rooms in which my other Pokemon inhabit my humble abode. As I walk out the room with the fresh set of clothing, I see my Floatzel walking out of another room, he seems to notice I'm looking at him. He turns to look at me, grins and waves at me, before taking off to another room. I can't help but chuckle to myself and continue walking to the bathroom to begin my daily morning routine. A bit of a warm shower and listening to the region's national radio station helps wonders.
As I take off my sleeping boxers after waiting a few moments for the water to heat up before stepping in, I finally start showering. The thought of Floatzel's happy expressions are still on my mind. I can't help but crack a smirk. Arceus, I can't but smile at the memory of our first encounter.
I remember it like any other day. A hot midsummer's day, the various insects and Pokemon hanging around the various lakes and rivers that ran across the region. But that midsummer's day was pretty shit if I recall. I can't exactly remember what was said, but I remember a group of bullies just consistently picking on me, and I was never strong enough to do anything about it. I always came home with a few scrapes and the occasional bruise, but I always fobbed it off as something that 'just happened' when I told my parents about them. But either way, that's not when I met Floatzel. I was young teen at that point, going through puberty and all that traumatizing stuff. I was sat at the edge of a lake that was connected by the end of one river and the beginning of another. I had just gotten another round of insult and objects thrown at me. I was crying. Now that I look back on it, I shouldn't be crying because I doubt the insults were that bad. But as a hormonal teen, it was pretty bad. As I continued crying, I noticed through watery vision, breaks forming in the peaceful lake. I had to do a double check because I could've saw the most opposing color to the clear blue lake flash across it. As I began to lean forward to look at the lake, I was terribly caught off guard.
"AHHHHHH!" I screamed and fell backwards flat on my back, but not before scrambling myself to rest on my elbows to look up at what surprised me. An aquatic looking little orange furred Pokemon. Who just looked at me with a head cocked to the side and his tails twitching with intrigue. We both were looking at each other awkwardly, none of us wanting to take the first action to do something. Me because I was scared half to death by it jumping out of the water in front of me. And the creature in front of me couldn't in any sense.
"Uh, hey." I said to the creature in front of me, whilst waving my hand a bit. It cocked its head to the opposite side, and its tails twitched more rapidly, and it returned with its own wave. Huh? I guess it learned pretty quick. I was beginning to feel a bit more comfortable, before it began waddling closer to me. I was still pretty wary and freaked out by its presence. We were about nose to nose, my fleshy nose touching his leathery black one. I watched as the wild animal in front of me went crossed eyed in front of me to look at the contact between us. Before it began laughing in its own way. I too couldn't help but laugh. I was interrupted when I heard he had stopped and it said something.
"Huh?" I asked the orange furred mammal in front of me. Before it vocalized itself again.
"Buizel." It said to me with a happy expression.
"Oh, you're a Buizel. I knew you looked familiar." I said to the now identified Pokemon in front of me. He said his name again and nodded his head with that same typical grin. Before his grin turned to a frown, and began to apprehensively waddle towards me again. My thoughts immediately turned to the worst, my hands clenching in preparation. The Buizel getting as close as we were earlier with our noses' touching. However, he did something I did not expect, he licked from my left cheek to my left eye. Before cocking his head in a confused expression. He seemed confused.
"Egh, gross man." I told him as I stood up and began wiping the bottom of my shirt onto my left cheek. He still looked at me with that confused look. Like he was asking me something. "What?" I asked him.
"Bui, bui." He said to me pointing one of his paws to his own left cheek. Oh, he must've tasted the tears that were on my face at one point, and was probably curious as to why something tasting so strange was on my face.
"It's nothing." I told him plainly, easily towering over the three foot four streamlined Pokémon.
"Bui, zel, zel, bui." He said again. I don't know what it was but it sounded like he kept asking me questions. I really didn't want to tell me, but what was the harm in telling a Pokémon.
"It's just a couple of guys who give me constant trouble." I told him at first, but I ended up telling him my entire situation, even ending up with tears threatening to fall from my face again. Arceus, I was a cry baby. "And the worst part is there's nothing I can do about it. That fat idiot keeps threatening to beat me up with his Pokemon." I finish, before looking down at the ground, before rubbing my eyes with one of my forearms to stop the tears from falling. I just couldn't let that happen again. As I look back up with clear eyes I can see the Buizel has a displeased expression on his face. I was going to say something until he grabbed my hand with one of his paws the best he could, leading me in a direction.
"Hey! What are you doing Buizel!?" I ask he pulls me along a trail. He seems to be trying to go somewhere, and looks back at me.
"Buizel! Bui, bui, zel, zel, Buizel!" The Buizel says to me. In that moment it was what some people would call an epiphany, I'd say a permanent friendship was born. Scientist say that Pokemon and their trainers form special bonds, and they form a link in which they form a mutual understanding of one another. Even if both sides never spoke the same language. I think that's what happened when I saw the small Buizel's determined face. In that moment he gave up being a wild Pokemon and became my own, for my own happiness. He never once in my entire time as my Pokemon ever disobeyed a command or order I gave. I beat those bullies with a wild Pokemon that I didn't even technically 'own' yet. And I think it was in that moment and after that battle my life had truly changed and for the better. At least for a while...
After a quick ten minute shower, drying of my medium length black hair, brushing of teeth, and you know the rest of the routine. I make my way down the stairs and hear the TV is currently going, I don't really pay attention to what's on, but it seems one of my Pokemon had turned on the TV when they awoke. If I were to take an educated guess, it was most likely Floatzel. Always thinking of others. I saw the heads of my other Pokemon perk up when the heard me walking down the steps, some of them coming to say good morning by stretching to hug or lean on me, others wanting to give a simple wave.
"Don't worry guys, breakfast will be ready soon." I tell them. Each one giving their respective calls as confirmation they understood. A quick breakfast of simple eggs for those with carnivorous diets, and those who were mainly herbivores with simple diced and cut fruits for them. Me I did something weirder, I combined my scrambled eggs with simple diced Oran Berries. Most of my Pokemon found it weird, but not my Floatzel. He was easily the most understanding. As I finished quickly I set each and everyone's plates down for them to eat. Scrambled eggs for my Charmeleon, Furfrou, Zoroark, and Floatzel. And fruits for my Swellow and Furret. I simply sat down against one of the walls in dining area to be alongside my Pokemon, but my Floatzel sat closest to me, right by my side like always, digging into his eggs with his paws. I couldn't help but notice the small bits of eggs that clung to the sides of his cheeks.
"Hold on Floatzel, you got some stuff on in your fur." I told him, taking his head and turning it towards me. His mouth full of food, as he watched me flick and pick the bits off egg off his face, before wiping it down with a napkin. "See all better, and slow down will you?" I ask him. As soon as I let go and suggest to him, his head immediately snaps to not face me and his eating rapidly slows to a crawl. Okay, so maybe he took my suggestion a bit too much. "You can eat faster than that you know? Just don't wolf it all down." I tell him with a small smile, and chuckle. He simply nods, but his eating picks up again. I bring my left hand to rub and scratch the top of his head, and watch as his twin tails begin to flick back and forth.
A few days had passed for me and my team of Pokemon. It was a good couple days, filled with practice and training for the divisional league in the small province of my home region. I was always good enough to get third or second, but never enough to claim first place. Sure I was able to advance to the regional league, and get myself out of my city/provincial division, but I never went in feeling confident or even like I was really the best. I guess that's why it drove me these past few days to try so hard, and I guess it paid off. I for once actually got first place in something. And returning home for once actually felt good. Though I was more depressed and trouble now that I was home. I always felt so miserable. I guess it had to do with something different, nothing with me achieving my goals or excelling at something. I was lonely, plain and simple. Now, not in the sense that I didn't have friends, I did, and I had my Pokemon with me 24/7, I just never had that, I dunno significant other I could look forward to waking up next to.
Maybe that's why I decided to pound a few drinks into myself before I got home, maybe to act as a small pick me up to help ease my mind for a bit. As I released all my Pokemon from their respective Pokeballs, I could see the happy and joyous looks on their faces, they were just as amazed and as proud as I was. But, I hid what was really troubling behind a fake smile. I pet them all before telling them I was going to take a bath, I never really took them unless I was highly stressed or just needed time relaxing. But, as I made my way up the stairs I could see that Floatzel's expression wasn't quite the same as his other teammates. He definitely knew something was bothering me.
As I slowly lowered myself into the tub filled with hot water, I felt myself begin to relax, the tension in my muscles going away, but it didn't help clear my mind. I didn't want to bring a few bottles up to the bathroom with me so I could bathe and drink, that'd send a pretty dark message to my Pokemon. I couldn't do that to them. I ran my hand through my black hair, combing it back to keep it from covering my eyes. Arceus, I needed a haircut. But, even with trying to change my brain's functions to think of something else, it was just stuck on this feeling of loneliness. I gave a frustrated sigh as I thought back to all my previous 'relationships.' If I could even call them that. Many a one night stands in Pokemon Center bedrooms when I was younger and traveling across the region taking the Gym Challenge. The only thing I remember from those romps was losing my virginity to some blonde haired girl with a few highlights in her hair. She definitely wasn't the type I could bring home to my parents. And after finding her gone from my bed the next morning, I understood the situation. Being a Challenger meant just finding someone you find attractive and just getting your quick fuck in, and then moving on. Maybe that's why I stopped after obtaining my sixth badge. I just couldn't stand doing that anymore, and it was hurting my relationship with my Pokemon and our ability to work together. So I stopped, settled down in a small developing subsection just a bit outside the city where the sixth gym of the region is located, and been here ever since. Though partaking in the divisional league is fun, and hell I'm moving onto the regional league, so that's nice. I earn my money doing what I like, and I stay relatively close to home. Only to leave for maybe a month total for the regional league.
Still, I could never find that… special someone, I guess. I guess when your in your mid twenties and seemingly all the Challengers aren't around, and you've settled down, you don't really find that many people to hook up with. I did... once, after placing third my first year in the divisional league. But, that didn't end too well. I found out she just wasn't right for me, didn't help she dropped my ass for the guy who beat me to get into first place and had been cheating on me with him. Arceus, that left a foul taste in my mouth, and it still does to this day. I could tell I was getting riled up, and instinctively shoved my body down further into the warm water, to try and calm down. In all likelihood I would've continued until my head was under the water if it weren't for a knock on the bathroom door. "I'm busy right now." I told the knocker plainly. But, the knocking continued, but it was softer and with less enthusiasm this time. So I guess they weren't going to back down that easy. "Come on in." I said aloud, not even looking at the door. But, my head turned itself automatically at the creaking and locking of the bathroom door. And standing in front of it was Floatzel.
"Hey Floatzel, what's up bud?" I asked with a small smile. All he could do was look down at the white tiled floor. "Hey come on 'Zel. You can tell me what's up." I said to him as I sat myself upright, leaving me from my stomach up above the water. All he could do was walk forward slowly, while looking down. I was seriously worried about him at this point, here was my first Pokemon, my long time companion, and best friend in the world, he looked so sad. I didn't know what was wrong with him, was he sick? Hurt? "Seriously Floatzel, you're scaring me buddy, you gotta give me something here." I told him with a worried expression plastered on my face. I watched as he lifted his orange arms out to reach up to wrap around my neck. Ah, I got it now. He was feeling sad cause I was sad. I lifted myself up a bit, breaking our short lived hug before picking him up in a hug, and pulling him into the tub with me. I was laying back against the white porcelain tub, with my arms wrapped around his back, and our stomach's touching. "See better already." I told him with a sincere smile. As he looked at me I could immediately tell his mood was already brightening along with me. I rubbed and scratched his back to help further lighten his mood and found him nestling his head into the crook of my neck. I felt calm and… I dunno, not lonely. Not to say that my other Pokemon didn't help me not feel lonely, but Floatzel himself was the one I could always turn to. My mind immediately flooding to the breakup of the cheating ex, where I found myself drinking anything I could. I remember Floatzel's determined and worried expression as he stood in front of the fridge. And then me breaking down and wallowing in my own self pity, all the while he did everything he could to make me happy. And he did, he never asked for anything in return. He always listened, thought of me first, and obeyed everything I said. Even when I told him to move away from the fridge, that didn't stop him from draining the beer bottles and cans, down the drain. He was a smart one. I couldn't help but hold him tighter to me. And then something weird popped into my head.
It was starting to get real awkward all of a sudden. I mean sure I've been naked around my Pokemon, but they were always naked, so I guess it was just natural. But with the state I'm in and the position we're currently in with one another, my mind could help but wonder. As I had squeezed him tighter into me, his body in closer to mind. Our private areas almost touching, and I became very apparent of our proximity to one another. 'What the hell am I thinking right now.' Was all that was currently rattling around in my head. And then I felt something moist being dragged along the crook of my neck and around my collar bone. It was Floatzel's tongue. I guess he was either trying to cheer me up and or calm me down, but it currently wasn't working. If anything it made my skin crawl more, and it made things even more awkward. I felt myself warming up, causing blood to flow faster throughout my body. I couldn't stop it from flooding to… there. Arceus, I wish I would've fucked that green haired girl at the celebration circle. Her big doe blue eyes, and those looks she gave me. As my mind wondered onto her, it didn't stop the bloodflow, it only caused it to increase, I was in this trance fantasizing about this complete stranger, until I felt something furry touch… down there and a rapid jerk from Floatzel. And I too immediately snapped out of my own trance and was forced look down below the water line, to see my penis at half mast, but rubbing along the inner thigh of my Floatzel, just barely grazing past his sheath.
We just looked at each other for several moments, neither one wanting to make the first attempts at communication. It… kind of reminded me of the first day we first met, we were both curious and nervous about one another, both soaked wet. However, back then I was fully clothed and a teen still going through puberty. Now, I'm a naked twenty-four year old, with his Floatzel in such close proximity to one another. And then I don't know what caused me to do this I leaned forward and ran my tongue across his cheek to the tip of his snout, lathering it with my own saliva.
"Floatzel?" He questioned nervously. I knew he was just as thrown off as I was, why the hell did I do that? I still don't know why I did. I had a neutral face looking back at him, with his own confused and questioning one looking back at me. And then I ran my tongue to from the base of his neck all the way back up to the tip of his snout again. Weird, his fur isn't loose like any other animals, maybe they do have a weird oil in it. Hopefully it ain't toxic towards humans. In response to my trailing lick he gave a croon in response. 'So he does like it.' I immediately thought. All his crooning made me want to do was do it again. He was enjoying it, and he was accepting of it. I pulled him closer to me so I could lick the sides of his neck more easily, and he happily gave me access to it. Though underneath the water I could see I was reaching full mast, and my cock was now directly rubbing against his sheath. And I swear I could've seen his fleshy pink organ begin to peek out of it's covering. As I stopped licking his fur, Floatzel followed my eyes to what was happening below. He was just as horny as I was, and he began to fidget in my arms. All I could do was wrap my arms tighter around him. In the hopes to calm him down, and his found my neck again in an attempt to hide himself.
"Hey Floatzel." I called to him. He immediately lifted his head, but didn't dare look at me. So I did the only thing I could, and grabbed his head gently and turned it towards me, our noses touching as we looked at each other. Our focus on each other completely. "Floatzel." I said calmly to him, I could swear I could see some form of blush forming on his face. "Whatever happens from this point on, I want you to do exactly as I say buddy, okay?" I asked him calmly again. He simply nodded his head nervously. I kissed the tip of his nose, and went back to hugging him close to my body. I began rubbing my hands around his back, before taking one hand to reach down below the water to our fronts. My cock at full mast at six inches, and his penis at only three inches. I guess that's how anatomy works for them. I took our bodies and pushed ourselves as close together as we could. Our cocks pressing against each other, his blush furthering, I couldn't help but let out a small chuckle.
This was definitely different from all the other flings I had. Most importantly because they were all with girls, and now I was with a guy, not only a guy, but of an entirely different species. I removed one of my hands from around his back. "Floatzel, wrap your arms around my neck." I commanded to him. He did so without any sort of whining or hesitation. That free arm I had made its way under the water line and I wrapped my hand around our pressed together cocks. And squeezing just a little. I could feel Floatzel try and kick up and away, most likely due to how strange it must've felt. But my one arm still locked around us pulled him back in. "Floatzel, easy now. I know it feels strange, but trust me it'll feel good." I told him. He simply nodded and settled back into each me. And then I began to stroke my hand up and down our shafts I could only do it so much due to Floatzel's size, but this was just as much for him as it was for me. As I stroked at this slow pace, I could hear him croon his name in my ear, and his haggard breath. I won't lie it brought a smile to my face. I decided to pick up the pace and stroked at a moderate pace, and I was rewarded with his breathing picking up, and his crooning stop, to busy experiencing the pleasure that he was feeling. I kept smiling, and it only grew when I felt him begin to move. But it wasn't to get away from me, no he was bucking his hips. He was bucking along with my strokes each and other time, wanting to feel the pleasure more and more. So much so that he was willing to travel my whole length, I couldn't help but give a small grunt of pleasure at this feeling. Again, I decided to stroke faster, so fast Floatzel's bucking wasn't able to keep up, and he simply sat there pushing into me more. My back fully against the tub's walls. I stroked faster and faster, hearing his breathing pick up. I knew he was gonna cum soon. So I continued but picked speed until I heard him cry out in pleasure.
"Flooooooo!" I heard in my ear, as he bucked into my hand as much as he could. I watched as a white sticky fluid shot out of his member and shot right to the surface of the water. And watched as his pace began to slow down dramatically, he was tired for sure. But he didn't know what was next to come. I simply turned my head to kiss his cheek.
"Good boy." I told him as I gave him a few more strokes, and watched as he squirmed in my grasp. After a few minutes of calming down he finally looked at me. A look of pure bliss, as he licked my cheek again in return for the peck on his cheek. Until he look down to see his penis still out of his sheath, and mine at full mast. He must've taken note that I myself hadn't ejaculated yet, and began reaching down with his own paw before I stopped him. "Not yet." I told him. His arms returning back around me. "I'll do that soon, just wait." I assured him. He nodded simply in response.
The arm I used to pleasure both of us with returned to his back. Now then. Here came the riskiest part of doing this. I began to slide the unused arm down to his lower back. "If you need to bite, go ahead and do so." I told him. I could see a confused look on his face, but all he did was nod. And continued trailing downward, past his tails. I think he knew what was going to happen. As my hand slid past his tail, my index finger landed on something, a small hole just beneath where his tails began, and again he instinctively flinched. I began pressing my finger against his hole very lightly. And then I began to push into him, I could feel him stiffen in my grasp, as I pushed into him as far as the middle of my finger. I leaned to him and licked the side of his face. "See, easy." I told him.
"Zel." He said to me. I began to push my finger in and out of him, slowly at first, again I could only get to the middle of my index finger into him. I could once again hear his breathing began to become shallow again. I pushed as far as my knuckle into him, and then I felt him bite down. And as soon as he bit he let off. "Flo, flo, zel, zel…" He began to ramble, worried I had bit him too hard.
"It's fine. I told you to bite down if you needed to." I said to him calmly, only looking over to see a bit of blood begin to leak. "It's not that bad you big baby." I told him nonchalantly with a laugh. His worried look began to calm down once again and leaned back into me again. A few minutes of slow thrusting with my single finger continued. Until I began pushing my middle finger against his back entrance. He was much more receptive of it than the first finger, and it slid in much easier. I could he was enjoying the feeling of my two fingers inside him and the slow movement inside of him. I decided to do something a bit mean to him and began to move fingers in and out of him at lightning speeds. It definitely caught him off guard, as he lurched forward a bit, and bit down on my shoulder again. I could hear the sounds of him reaching his climax again, but decided to stop and pulled my fingers out of his anus. His face was adorable, panting and with a crimson blush on him. He looked at me confused and dazed. "Soon." I told him.
As I stood up, I pulled him up with me. I pulled the plug on the drain, and decided to plan out how we'd finish off the night. "Alright Floatzel," I began still holding him in my arms, his cute little face resting on my chest and looking up at me. "Go and hide in my room. I'll put the others to sleep. And then, we can continue our fun." I informed him. He simply nodded, before he left my grasp, I brought him back in and leaned down a bit, allowing my arms to land on either side of his tails, on his ass cheeks. I squeezed a bit, he a had a bit of muscle and fat on them. I kissed him on the top of his head, before going to wash my hands, and dry off. He gave me one last lick on my chest, before darting out of the bathroom to hide in my bedroom.
It took me a good ten minutes to get my Pokemon rounded up and put into their respective sleeping quarters. I waited another fifty minutes to ensure they were completely asleep and double checked to make sure they would not wake up. As soon as I walked into my room, I caught a whiff of a very unique smell. It was most likely Floatzel. As I entered my room and locked the door behind me, I saw him face down on my pillows, his rear in the air, and saw his hips bucking a bit. 'Arceus, he must be really horny if he's willing to touch himself.' I snuck up behind him as quietly as I could, taking off my sleeping boxers. Just as naked as I was in the tub. I finally placed my hands on his rump, and felt him flinch and look back at me shocked. "Hey, get lonely waiting for me?" I asked him with humor lining my voice. He nodded in response. I couldn't help but chuckle a bit. As I leaned forward against him, and began to push him down further onto the bed, until he was completely flat on his stomach with me leaning over him.
"Floatzel again, I need you to listen to do everything I say okay?" I ask him again. As a way to ensure he's still on board. I hear him call out his name in response, signalling as a yes. "Good." I put my arms under his body and pull back up with me, so his back is against my front, though we're still on our knees. "Now, tell me. Did you like watching me fuck those girls in the Pokemon Center, and watching me fuck my ex?" I ask him like it was an everyday statement. He turns his head and in confusion spouts out his own name again. "I saw you peeking in through the cracks in the door, while I went to town on those girls. And you enjoyed watching me, didn't you?" I asked him yet again, reaching forward to grab his small cock, and began to stroke him. I could see the strain on his face. "Come on now, I need you to be honest with me." I told him.
"Flo." He moaned and nodded. I kissed the side of his face again for his honesty, and gave him a few more strokes. Before backing away from him, and placing a few pillows between me and the headboard, sitting up with my legs out a bit. Floatzel looked at me for a bit, while I stroked my cock for a moment.
"Floatzel come and lean your mouth over my penis." I commanded. He did as I said as he leaned his face over my member. He looked at it so intensely, sniffing at it a few times. I could tell he enjoyed the smell. His eyes becoming half lidded with lust. "Open your mouth Floatzel." I ordered him, "You've watched enough to know what to do, just watch the teeth." I said to him. He followed the commands I had given him and engulfed the first three inches of my cock with his mouth. It felt amazing to be honest, his tongue running along the length of what was in his mouth. Floatzel began to move his head up and down my length, occasionally going down little by little. I took one of my free hands from behind my head and put it on top of Floatzel's and began to push him down every time he went down further down my cock. He finally reached the base of my member, and I held him there. He was a champ as I looked down at him as he looked up at me. His eyes full of lust. I could hear him begin to gag and let him release my cock from his mouth, and watched as he took in shallow breathes. He seemed in heaven. The taste and smell must've been affecting him pretty strongly. I got up on my knees and brought my index and middle finger to his face, and he instinctively licked them. I got behind him, once more and bent him over, so his face was back in the pillow again. I shoved my two slathered fingers in one at a time. I could hear him croon each time I pulled them out till the tips of my finger and shoved them back in. I decided to play with him a bit and began to stroke his small member along with shoving my fingers in and out of his ass. The look on his face was incredible. I watched as the thin clear liquid drip from his member.
"You like this Floatzel?" I asked him huskily. I could hear him moan nod his head in response. "What do you want Floatzel?" I questioned my orange furred companion.
"Floatzel…" He mumbled. I could hear what he said, but wanted to hear him say it again.
"What was that? You'll have to speak up." I informed him, teasing him more, as I stroked and fingered him harder.
"Flo, zel, flo Floatzel!" He told me desperately. I could tell he was at his limit, and I still hadn't gotten my rocks off yet. I pulled my hand off his cock, and removed my fingers from his asshole with a satisfying 'pop' sound. I used one hand to open up his loosened hole a bit, while I used the other to help line my cock up to his virgin hole.
"You ready?" I asked him quietly.
"Flo." He said to me in confirmation. And with that response I pushed the head of my dick into his virgin hole. Arceus, he was tight still. His body stiffened in response to the intrusion. I put and grasped his hip with one hand, and wrapped an arm under his stomach to pull him back up to me. Hopefully to closeness of our faces would help him ease up. His lusty eyes met mine, his tongue hanging out of his mouth slightly. And I wasn't even halfway in yet. I pushed in more, and watched as Floatzel's face turned to bliss and watched him begin to smile more, the black markings on the corner of his mouth making his smile ever more present. I was now halfway, and his breathing had picked up. I moved the hand that was once on his thigh and moved it to his own member and began to stroke it. And with one final thrust I was all the way inside him, he took me to the base. His ass touching the lower part of my abdomen. He felt amazing, and I knew Floatzel was in bliss with the look on his face. I finally began bucking my hips back and forth, and each one rewarded me with Floatzel calling out the first part of his name. For a while we were on our knees upright, Floatzel feeling my cock going in and out of him. I pulled my cock out of his ass for a moment, and again heard that amazing pop noise again. And pushed him down back on his paws and knees again. I placed my hands on each of his ass cheeks, and leaned down on top of him bringing my face next to his.
"Ready for the real thing Floatzel." I said to my companion. He said his name and nodded his head eagerly. I smiled and kissed his cheek, and brought myself up again. I rammed my cock inside of my Floatzel and went to town. No longer was it just foreplay and getting used to each other. Now it was just pure and raw fucking. Like two wild Pokemon. My hands squeezing his rump, and watched as my cock went in and out of his ass. The sounds of our thighs hitting each other and Floatzels' moans filled the room. I watched as Floatzel bit down on the pillow that was in front of him to not wake my other Pokemon, it only made me want to fuck him harder. And I did. I was going as fast as I could, and could feel both of us reaching our climaxes. I could feel his ass reflexively tighten, as I fucked him harder. He seemed to be just oozing pre at this point. But I didn't care about cleaning the sheets right now. All I cared about now was filling his ass. In the heat of the moment I took one hand and smacked his furry ass hard, and he moaned out loud. And quickly covered his mouth with his paws.
"God you must really love it Floatzel." I said through pleasured grunts.
"Floa, fl-fl-flo, flo, zel." He said in response through moans and shallow breathing. I continued pounding him at high speeds. All of sudden Floatzel reeled back his head and howled aloud and I had to cover his mouth with my hand. But, I could hear his rapid pants and moans and felt his ass constrict my cock. I finally too reached my climax and released my cum into his ass. It didn't stop me from continuing to pump in and out of him. Until I finally just based out in him and kneeled there as I continued to fill him with my hot substance. I took time to look at Floatzel, his eyes ever as lustful, his tongue fully out of his mouth at this point, and his breathing haggard. It was an amazing sight to see. Especially when our eyes met for the first time in a while, and his amazing smile returned once more. I leaned down on top of his back and rolled on my side, my member still inside him, holding all my cum inside him. His back against my stomach as I reached around to rub his stomach and chest. Our breathing in synch and matching. We continued to look at each other. Until I said those four words.
"I love you Floatzel." I told him huskily as we continued to stare at each other. His grin only furthering as he licked my face, and in return I licked his tongue. We did this for a few seconds, only causing my deflating member to harden in Floatzel's ass again. I gave a few thrust of my hips until I was fully hardened again. I looked down to make sure none of my cum had spilled from his hole. I smiled again and rotated my body until Floatzel was on top of me, his back still against my front. We were still locked in this strange pseudo kiss, and I began pumping into him again. Neither of us were going to last that long this time as I thrusted upward, but it didn't matter if we lasted that long. All that matters was pleasuring each other. I reached my hand around and brought it around his member, and gripped it. Every thrust upwards, caused his cock to be stroked by my hand. All I heard were adorable squeaks coming from him. I thrusted faster and faster, until we both came again, but at the same moment this time. It was poetic in some sense. And after the thrusts and shaking of our bodies stopped, we laid there on my soaked sheets, with my cock still embedded deep into Floatzel's tight ass. Mixed with his semen and our sweat. I didn't care about cleaning them for now. All I cared for was cuddling into my soft Pokemon lover. We eventually stopped our kissing, as Floatzel craned his neck to rest into me. I simply stroked his fur, as we both drifted to sleep.
It was a strange sensation as sleep slowly overtook me. It was the first time that when I fell asleep, that the person I had layn with, wouldn't leave me early in the morning, and I'd move onto the next one. This time, I knew Floatzel would be there in the morning, I watched as darkness overtook my vision, and the soothing sound of Floatzel's breathing and snoring helped me ease into sleep. I could finally fall asleep with a true smile on my face, and a warm and soft lover in my arms.
A/N: Huh, that went a lot longer than I thought. Oh well, I guess it did. Hi, so this is a new thing I'm doing. So I was bored one day and said, "Eh fuck it, let's do Pokémon romance stories." But being the randomizer lover that I am, found a Random Pokémon Generator. With Pokémon, Gender, and Nature all being randomized. So yeah, this was all randomized. So if you see something you don't like, or scenario's you don't like, blame the rando.
God, I'm still surprised at how long this one chapter went, now I have to get through the rest of this guys team. Oh boy...
A/N 2: Jesus Christ you guys like this story. I'm honestly surprised at how many views it's gotten. Also I've made a few more edits. Cause man grammar errors just kill any story for me, and I don't want to do that to the readers either.
But I want to thank you all for reading this. Don't forget to review this. I genuinely want feedback from you guys.