Cara Mia—Extra Scene
Sage could not take the dumb grin off his face as he followed the dirt road snaking back to Serene Village. The sudden breeze that had invaded the forest was shaking his body around, yet his mind was elsewhere—more specifically, back on that hill where he and Leah had consummated their love earlier that day.
Leah had slipped away hours earlier, kissing his cheek and saying that she had something planned with her girl friends from the village—and that she'd need extra time for a detour to the lake to rinse the smell of semen off of her.
A dumb, smug grin settled on his face at the thought.
He nearly skipped along the path from how giddy the encounter had left him. He only stopped himself because, knowing himself, he'd probably skip right into town and make an embarrassment of himself.
It wasn't something he could help, though! He just felt so light, and strong, and rejuvenated, and loved, and—
He only just managed to stop himself from skipping into a Mewostic that had emerged from a side road.
"Woah—s-sorry, I was…" he blinked and backed away, only to stop that this pokémon staring at him with a look of half-wonder wasn't just any Meowstic.
"Gods, Meowstic—it's you!"
His face exploded into a smile, and the two of them locked together into a tight hug before either had the chance to realise it.
"Arceus, Sage." She detached from the hug, still holding his shoulders. She paused for a moment to look him up and down. "Three years, and this … this is how we meet?"
"I—I was just," he began breathlessly, before taking a moment to breathe and smile longer at her. "Leah and I were stopping over for a few days, and I didn't realise you'd—oh, I'm so happy to see you!"
"I am too, Sage." She smiled and gave him another brief hug.
"Where were you?" he said. "All the other years we came here…"
Meowstic suddenly let go of his shoulders. She took a tiny step back, looking around as if to find the right words.
"I … just came back from my voyage." She closed her eyes. "I'm here to gather the rest of my things."
Sage felt his heart skip a beat. His grin gradually collapsed from his face. He opened his mouth to speak, but could muster no coherent words. For a few, interminable moments, there was only the wind.
"You're moving?" he finally managed.
Meowstic nodded. "I … found a mate on the Old Continent," she said, averting her gaze for a brief moment. "We're moving there together."
Through the heavy dread that gripped his gut, Sage nodded. It was only natural; she wanted to follow her own dreams, live her own life. He himself had left Serene Village to live in Lively Town with Leah. What position was he in to complain?
His arms dangling at his sides, Sage found himself staring emptily at his own thoughts. Part of him wondered why the news was affecting him so much. He hadn't seen or spoken to her since just after the Crisis, after all—it wasn't as if much would change in his life. Perhaps he simply wished he'd had more time to speak to her, now that they were together again. To stay with her just a little bit longer.
"I'm sorry." Mewostic hung her head, eyes darting around. "I—we'll still come visit Serene Village. Promise."
With a heavy sigh, Sage smiled at her. "You've got nothing to apologise for, Meowstic. I'm happy for you."
She looked up at him; her wide eyes sparkled with an emotion that he couldn't quite read. "Thank you…"
Silence took hold again. They simply took each other's presence in for a few moments, before Sage broke the impasse and motioned forward with an arm. Before they knew it, they were walking back to Serene Village together, the sun still high above their heads.
"Well?" Sage looked over to her, and smirked. "Tell me about him. What's he like, huh?"
Meowstic looked away immediately, visibly blushing at his comment. "His … name is Flame. Charmeleon. He's honestly the kindest pokémon I've ever met. I … I've never been this in love before, Sage. I think he's the one."
Sage nodded, still smiling widely. He felt genuinely happy for her, of course; it was good to know that such a troubled soul, his close friend, had found stability in life.
Yet there was something more. Sage rummaged through his mind, puzzled at this strange feeling; perhaps … perhaps in some corner of his psyche, this also meant closure to the latent interest they'd once felt towards one another.
"We're moving back to his homeland across the ocean together," Meowstic continued, pointing a paw toward the horizon. "A beautiful, historical town by the name of Aesernia. It's so much livelier than here, and even … Lively Town." She laughed, grinning slightly.
Sage laughed along too. It was true—though a lot better than Serene Village, Lively Town was hardly a bustling metropolis. The lifeline of the town seemed to dry up only a few streets off of the main square.
"That sounds wonderful!" He nodded. He thought he could see the first hint of structures emerging in the distance. "Maybe Leah and I will visit next time we're on holiday."
Meowstic turned her head to him when he uttered Leah's name. "Leah—how is she? How are you two doing?"
"Wonderfully," he murmured, a distant, longing smile settling on his face. "The Society is hard work, and sometimes … sometimes she still gets nightmares about the Crisis. I don't think she's gotten over the trauma of what happened to her. Heck, I haven't. But … we're there for each other. And, I guess that's good enough."
Mewostic nodded quietly, taking in all he'd said. "I see. Knowing her, I assume she blames herself for what her disappearance did to you."
Sage suddenly grew uncomfortable, saying nothing for a few seconds. By the time he'd come up with a response, she started talking again just as he was opening his mouth.
"I thought so." She made a minute sigh, shaking her head. "I should come visit later. She might appreciate a familiar face. Besides, I really want to catch up with you two."
The first few houses of Serene Village rose in front of them—simple, one-storey structures with stone walls and round wooden roofs.
"I'd love that," Sage said with a big grin, his heart suddenly beating a little quicker.
They passed the first houses and then took a corner to enter the uphill road Meowstic lived on. The unpaved dirt road was flanked by unkempt grass and rows of flowers, with smaller paths leading to the doors of houses on both sides.
They walked together to the front of Meowstic's house, stopping right at the door, and said Mewostic spun around to face him. For a few, surprisingly long moments, their eyes maintained contact in utter silence, as if still coming to terms with the other's effective presence.
"S-so, would you … like to come tonight?" Sage stammered out, feeling somewhat distracted for some reason. "We'll cook you dinner. Bring Flame along, too."
Meowstic did not budge her stare a single bit from his eyes, giving a tiny nod. "I would love to. It's been so long, Sage…"
"It has. I'm, I'm really happy to see you again…"
Silence settled in. A light breeze kept whistling in their ears, yet even as the second passed, neither of them dared move from where they stood. For the third time their eyes drifted apart, only to lock back together again. He'd never realised how bright and focused Meowstic's eyes looked.
Sage's grin grew further, even as he felt his heart fluttering in his chest. No one was around at this moment. He wasn't sure why he chose to notice that.
Seconds passed. The wind kept whistling, yet there Sage and Meowstic stood, both breathing heavily and unable to let go of the other's gaze. Sage began chuckling lightly for no reason in particular—and Meowstic followed suit, neither of them breaking eye contact the whole time.
"So…" he rubbed the back of his head.
"Y-yeah," she continued to chuckle, looking away for a second.
Then they looked at each other again, and he noticed their faces were drifting closer until—
Their lips found each other with a wet schlop, and the two of them quickly melted into a passionate kiss. Sparks of electricity jumped all over Sage's head; seized by a sudden fervour, he shoved Mewostic against the door, still kissing passionately as he held her by the shoulders.
Sage squeezed his eyes shut and concentrated entirely on suckling Meowstic's upper lip, an act which she returned with zeal. Her cute, rapid breathing did nothing but arouse him further, and he pushed his lover even harder against the door.
He could feel Meowstic raise her arm blindly in search for the door knob. She found it after a few seconds, twisted it, and they both fell inside Meowstic-first. Sage scarcely had time to recover from atop her furry form before she seized his cheeks, and pressed hungrily against his lips. Sage stifled a moan into her mouth. He vaguely felt Meowstic lift her leg and then heard the door fly shut behind them.
Their tongues wrestled together in their mouths, exchanging saliva in the process and accelerating Sage's heartbeat even further. Sage's long, thin tongue struggled to push back against Meowstic's shorter but thicker one, and he could tell she was giving him ground occasionally.
After another minute, they both detached with a heavy breath, a thin string of saliva connecting their lips. The rush of passion subsided just enough for Sage to realise that the floor couldn't have been that comfortable; he hoisted her onto the couch.
Once there, they merely stared at each other again, both of them grinning like absolute idiots amidst heavy pants. Yet the tension between them was palpable; they couldn't just stare at each other. Still breathing heavily, Meowstic shuffled hurriedly onto his lap. Sage closed his eyes and ran his hands freely over her beautiful, furry form: her waist, her hips, her toned thighs, her stomach—
Her soft paws started to rub his crotch. Sage's eyes shot open; he was met with a devilish smile, one that made him want to screw her right then and there.
Regardless of that, though, the few neurons in his brain that hadn't been overwhelmed by passion fired at full cycle.
"W-wait, what about your—"
"Outside," Mewostic whispered lusciously.
His incredulous stare mellowed rather quickly. The worry of whether Flame might come back home to see this was strong, but not nearly strong enough against the softness of Meowstic's lips. He grunted into her mouth, and in response Mewostic kept rubbing his now-exposed slit.
Sage brought his hands around her back to hold her better: soon, he could feel her small, soft paws press against his peeking cocks. The stimulation sent Sage's heart into a frenzy. After what felt like seconds they detached again, their mixed saliva both bridging their mouths and drooling down their chins. When Meowstic looked down, the way her eyes lit up giddily almost made Sage cum on the spot: his cocks were now rigid and on full display, twitching erratically in all their tapering glory.
"Oh, Mew, I've wanted this for so long…" she moaned, then climbed onto her knees and elbows.
His heart throbbing like mad, Sage grabbed a hold of her puffy ears. He held his breath as her mouth neared one of his cocks. Grinning like mad, Meowstic gave the base of his cock one long, wet lick; she made sure to look up at him as she did so.
Sage gasped loudly, and stared in wonder as his cocks started throbbing needily at the stimulation they'd just received. Any trace of guilt or thoughts of Leah vanished as quickly as they had emerged.
"Ah, fuck, Meowstic..." His digits curled even tighter in Meowstic's furry ears.
In response Meowstic leaned in again and licked the length of his cock; soon after switching to his second one, though, her movements became frenzied, impatient.
She drew away with grit teeth, and made a cute grunt.
"Ngh, I can't—" she cut herself off, and hopped onto his lap. "Sage, take me."
Sage wasn't going to refuse her. Thrusting his lips against Meowstic's, he raised her and lined her glistening pussy up against one of his cocks. His pointed tip prodded inside her, and already tantalising jolts of pleasure rattled his spine, forcing him to squeeze his eyelids together to maintain control.
Both of them hugged tightly, and, in one movement, Meowstic slid fully onto his cock. They grunted and moaned simultaneously through their kiss. His chest seemed to compress all of a sudden as foreign sensations assaulted his brain from all fronts.
Meowstic broke off their kiss, gazing into his eyes, and uttered a single word, "B-bedroom."
Sage's lust-intoxicated mind wasted no time to comply; he rose to his feet and wobbled towards the door, with Meowstic impaled on one cock and hugging him tight with her arms and legs.
However, neither of them expected what they saw as they entered the room: namely, a Charmeleon kneeling over a sprawled-out Braixen on what was supposed to be Meowstic's bed.
Both Sage and Meowstic immediately dropped everything they were about to do and gawked at the chorus of uncontrolled grunting and moaning and screaming they had inadvertently walked into. The Braixen's calves were hooked tightly onto his shoulders. From the doorway, the duo had a perfect side view of one of the Charmeleon's two impressively thick cocks visibly stretched her vaginal walls, while his exposed cock rubbed against her belly fur with each powerful thrust.
Sage felt his mind shut down completely. Was that… No, no, it couldn't be. It couldn't be true. But her grunts…! Oh, gods, it was Leah.
And she was being fucked in front of his eyes. By Meowstic's partner.
He and Mewostic could do nothing but stand there and watch. Flame was pounding Leah with such force that the bed creaked and shook with each thrust—and judging by Leah's blissful screams, she was enjoying it. Oh! Now he leaned down to kiss her, a kiss she returned zealously. Meanwhile, Sage's eyes were hypnotised by the Charmeleon's exposed draconic cock, thrusting emptily on her stomach. Sage felt a certain pit in his stomach when he saw that it reached all the way to her belly button. He shot a hand down to grasp his own free cock, and blushed furiously.
"R-ready?" Flame let out a loud groan. "It's … it's gonna be hot!"
"Oh gods, please do it,"Leah said, her body tensing visibly. Lost in bliss, she brought a hand down to her stomach and started to stroke Flame's exposed cock. She angled it as though aiming it at her upper body.
Seconds later, the two lovers cried out in unison as a jet of thick, white cum shot from Flame's exposed cock and splattered onto Leah's muzzle—no doubt while the cock inside her was pumping her womb full, too. The first powerful spurts were followed by more and more, drenching her face first, then her upper chest and her stomach as the arch of his jets shrunk down to a trickle.
Sage felt himself shaking from the sheer humiliation; in his arms, he could feel Meowstic shift from atop his own cock and hug him tighter.
"W-wow, Flame, th-that was…" Leah muttered shakily in between pants, a dumb grin stuck on her cum-stained face. "Incredible. I've never felt so filled in my entire life..."
"Oh, you flatter me," he chuckled. "Maybe tomorrow we'll get both in!"
"Gods, I—ngh—I wish." She continued panting heavily for a few seconds, eyes closed. "I think … I think we're stuck. So much for coming home in time, huh?"
Flame shot her a toothy grin. "Are you really complaining?"
Leah giggled gingerly, before raising her neck to give him another quick peck on the lips.
"Nope," she stroked his cheek. "I'll make up an excuse for Sage. Tell him my friends stayed out late or whatever."
"Leah…?" Sage muttered in a pale whisper.
The duo on the bed jumped several feet in the air with a loud gasp, and scrambled to break apart—only to fail and moan simultaneously as the cock Flame had inside her refused to leave. Falling back onto the bed in defeat, and calves still resting on the Charmeleon's shoulders, Leah cocked her head to the side to gawk at the doorway.
"S-Sage?" she gasped back.
Shortly after, it was Flame's turn to turn pale. "M-Meowstic?"
"Flame?!" Meowstic half-shrieked.
"Wh-what the hell are you doing here?" Leah shouted angrily.
"No, what are you doing here?" spat back Sage.
"Wh-why is your dick inside of her!?"
"Well, why is his dick inside of you?"
Meowstic dug her tiny claws into Sage's shoulders. Her tiny breaths seethed with rage. "Yeah, Flame, why is it?"
Flame merely looked between the three, deadpan. "I really could be asking the same thing…"
"You bitch," Sage said through grit teeth. "I trusted you, Leah. And now I find out you were cheating on me this whole time!"
"W-well, what were you about to do, huh?"
"Oh, shut up," Sage growled at her.
Holding Meowstic up by her lower back, he walked forward until he was at the edge of the bed, facing Flame directly. He made sure that both Meowstic's ass and his unused cock hovered just slightly above Leah's face. That whore deserved a good view of what he was about to do.
Sage took a deep breath, and looked the Charmeleon in the eye. "Okay, Flame, this is…" he rubbed the back of his neck with his free arm. "As you might imagine, this is extremely uncomfortable for me. I mean, I guess we're even because we were both screwing each other's partners, but unlike me, you actually got to … y'know, finish."
Flame nodded vaguely in agreement, still visibly flustered. His unused cock was still dangling and trickling cum onto Leah's belly fur.
"You look like an honourable pokémon," said Sage. "Do you mind if I just … finish with her real quick?"
"Uh, no, no. Go ahead," muttered a deadpan Flame, "It's … only fair, I suppose."
Sage and Meowstic returned each other's gazes. He could see in Meowstic's eyes that neither of them was sure how to bring back the frantic excitement from earlier. Soon, however, a determination set in for both of them to outdo their respective partner's flippant unfaithfulness.
Sage narrowed his eyes; an evil, plotting smirk overtook his expression. He could feel his blood boil as arousal pumped through his veins again. Yes—he would fuck Meowstic inches away from Leah's face. She would be powerless but to sit and watch. He'd show her what it was like to be humiliated.
Sage and Mewostic joined their lips back together in the most choreographic manner they could.
With incredible speed, Sage lay on the bed with Mewostic on top of him, right next to their respective partners. Meowstic began bouncing up and down his cock in earnest: he grunted from the amazing feeling of his cock stretching her tight pussy wide. Meanwhile, Meowstic emitted tiny, high-pitch gasps at each thrust.
Meanwhile, Leah bent her head to the side to better see the passionate lovemaking unfolding inches away from them. Her eyes were transfixed on the scene.
"I … guess we had that coming, didn't we?" Leah uttered.
Flame too turned his head to look. "… Yep."
Flame shifted his hips, causing the huge dragon cock inside her to shift as well. They both let out desperate moans. Leah gripped Flame's forearms tightly; for his part, Flame shut his eyes and felt his exposed cock throbbing like mad.
"Hey … Meowstic?" moaned Leah.
"Y-ngh—yes?"
"I just thought about this … you're even smaller than I am, and I was already having trouble a-accommodating. How are you even able to manage his huge cock—"
"C-cocks," Meowstic managed to say in between cute, heavy grunts.
Leah turned deadpan. "What?"
"It's a-all about—ngh!—flexibiiiility."
Leah stared incredulously, first at Meowstic and then to Flame, who emitted a few nervous chuckles of his own.
"Even I don't know how she does it," Flame grinned sheepishly.
Sage felt his body turn limp and grasped Meowstic's hips as she bobbed onto his cock. They held nothing back in their grunts, moaning and grunting and expressing every tingle of pleasure as loudly as possible. Soon, Sage's digits curled into her fur: he was close. Eyes open ajar, he noticed Meowstic taking his unused cock and angling it towards her face.
They both screamed in pleasure much louder than they'd really needed to as Sage came. With one cock, he pumped her tight pussy full of cum; with his exposed one, he shot spurt after thick spurt of cum on Meowstic's face. Throughout it all Meowstic made sure to stare Flame in the eye as cum splashed on her grinning lips, on her chin...
And then it was all over. Sage and Meowstic both slumped back to take a breather, their crotches still glued together. Cum oozed off of Meowstic's chin, and onto Sage's chest. Beside them, Flame and Leah both bit their lips and let off simultaneous sighs.
It took a few minutes for Sage's head to stop spinning wildly. Still grinning, he shot a smug grin towards Leah and then held onto Meowstic's hips to pull out of her.
Nothing. Her body clenched down on his cock the more he tried to pull out. They tried to pull apart a few more times, but the stimulation was simply too painful. He let his head fall back onto the bed.
"Aw, fuck."
Still regaining his breath, he turned to look at Flame.
"So..." started Sage.
"Yeeeah," nodded Flame.
"We're both stuck here."
"Mh-hm."
With a loud grunt, Sage moved to sit at the edge of the bed, Meowstic sitting on his lap. He patted the spot next to him and Flame joined him too, Leah too stuck on the Charmeleon's lap with the base of his cock stretching her pussy lips. Leah actively avoided his gaze, biting her lip all the while.
"You know," said Sage as he stroked his lover's ears. "I—I have to say, with all this fur that Meowstic has, it's like fucking a pillow. Honestly, I envy you. N-not that your fur isn't soft, Leah, of course—but Mewostic is on another level of softness. Getting to fuck like this every day must be amazing."
Flame chuckled, a wide grin on his snout. "Yeah, I know, right? She's just—she's just soft enough for you to grip her anywhere. Your partner's nothing to scoff at either, though." He took in the cum-drenched Braixen's form, and ran his claws through her thigh fur. "These legs are just … lean. Her calves … wow. You picked one of the hottest pokémon I've ever seen, buddy, you know that?"
"Sure do," grinned back Sage. "But you give me a serious run for my money."
Leah and Meowstic shared an incredulous and somewhat irritated look. Their respective partners seemed a bit too comfortable in talking about them as if they were some trophy to brag about and compare.
Flame let out a small sigh. His fire-tipped tail swayed behind him. "I think we'll be stuck like this for a while."
Sage nodded and hopped off the bed, Meowstic gasping loudly as his cock speared even deeper into her. "Hold on, I'll grab us a drink."
They weren't sure how long had passed—minutes? Hours?—but next thing they knew, Flame and Sage were lying back next to one another, with their respective partners still sitting on their laps, still unable to move because of the cocks nestled inside them. Leah and Meowstic could only watch their partners converse with idiotic grins stamped on their faces.
"So ... we go up to my parents' house back in Aesernia, right?" Flame waved his empty beer bottle in the air.
Mewostic groaned. "Oh, Flame, don't tell him about that..."
Sage stared back at Flame and giggled for no particular reason.
"And, and when my mother opened the door, Mewostic was so short in comparison that she couldn't even see her!"
Both Flame and Sage broke into a fit of hearty laughter.
Meowstic muttered something beneath her breath.
"W-woah," grinned Sage. "Th-that's like, the opposite problem Leah and I have!"
"Yeah, I know, right?" said Flame. "Oh! So, when we had a family dinner, my parents couldn't find her a chair tall enough. We've got a high table, you know? Charizard parents and all that. So, so just think that she had to sit on my lap for—"
Flame was interrupted by Meowstic's angry jab at his side, yet he laughed all the same.
"Did—did you get hard?" Sage grinned like a little child, anticipating the answer.
"Yes!"
They broke into another hysterical fit of laughter together.
From atop their laps, Leah and Mewostic shared another exasperated stare.
"W-we should hang out sometime—you know?" slurred Flame.
"Yeah!" Sage looked at him in the eye. "Want to grab some more drinks after we get these two off?"
"Oh, for sure, man."
The End
Written for TheGOAT. I hope you liked it, you fellow feverist, you.
Love,
- Thomas