Maylene

What did it mean to be strong? For as long as she could remember Maylene had been told she was strong, but what did it mean to be strong? Did it mean to simply be yourself? All Maylene had ever been was herself, but she'd never really felt all that powerful. She'd never really felt all that weak, though, either. So was that all it took? Did simply not being weak mean you were strong?

Lucario was strong. Maylene knew that much. He had an aura that simply exuded power. In all the times they'd ever fought, Maylene had never beaten him. Not even once. But she wasn't one to give up so easily.

Veilstone City's gym was closed for the night. The doors were locked, and bolted. No one would be intruding in on them here no matter what happened tonight. For Maylene had a secret she'd be loath to let anyone find out. Not because she was ashamed of it, but because it would spell disaster if the news ever got around. Still, despite the late hour, the gym was very much alive.

Lucario swung a swift side kick, aiming directly for Maylene's right temple. She ducked the blow. Planting her dancing feet, she aimed two swift jabs at the blue wolf's side, but he easily backpedaled out of quick reach. Maylene popped back up onto the balls of her feet, giving chase with a faint to the left, and then a right hook. Lucario had no choice but to block with both paws, and Maylene skipped away before he had the chance to strike back with a counter.

They took a moment to catch their breaths. Then, Maylene struck again, dashing forward with fists flailing. Lucario raised his paws to guard, and Maylene swept his feet, causing him to tumble. He rolled to evade her kick, flipping back onto his feet, paws raised, several feet away.

Maylene cocked a smile, the thrill of the fight pumping adrenaline through her veins. Lucario gave a gruff chuckle, shaking his head. Then he took back the offensive. He streaked forward, throwing out two punches Maylene dodged before a devastating roundhouse kick that caught her in the side. The blow threw her several feet across the mat. She clutched at her now bruised side.

"Ow…"

But she didn't have a second to recover. In a flash, she leapt back onto her feet as Lucario landed a brutal falling axe kick, his heel smashing into the ground where she'd been laying only moments before. Maylene gritted her teeth, still cradling her side. She raised her free hand defensively. She'd gotten cocky with that sweep, and now she was paying for it. But it was fine. It was fine! It hardly hurt at all!

Lucario was in hot pursuit. She countered his jab, landing a weak punch to his snout to disorient him. He swept for her legs, but Maylene cartwheeled out of the way. She was just about to follow up when his leg caught her right in the gut.

"Gek!" Maylene hit the mat hard, her stomach convulsing. The blow was enough to completely knock the wind from her lungs. Oh no... Worse still, she felt something rising in her stomach. It climbed into her throat, reaching her mouth, and…

"Beleleleleeeeh….~" She threw up on the brown karate mat. Because she was a lady, it came up as sunshine and pretty rainbows. Maylene rolled onto her back with a groan, fighting to take in the air he'd stolen from her. The gentle paw pressed against her boyishly flat chest made her look up. Lucario smiled down at her like an innocent little cherubi.

She was pinned.

"Uuuuuuh." Maylene let her head fall back against the mat. He had won… again. Go figure.

Lucario chuckled.

Staring up at the domed ceiling over their heads, Maylene pondered what she could've done better. Not getting cocky certainly was one thing. She'd also allowed herself to be wide open with that cartwheel, which was a bit too showy, and had definitely cost her the match. Her contemplation was cut short, however, as a dark shadow cast over her. Lucario leaned in, and their eyes met. Maylene saw the burning hunger dilating his passionate, red irises. Just like every match before, he was ready to claim his reward.

Sighing, Maylene let her lips part to accept him. His mouth pressed against hers, long, dog like tongue slipping past his sharp canines, and down her throat. Their tongues wrestled together, trainer and pokemon tasting one another. His paws slipped under her blue tank top, kneading her small breasts. Maylene moaned out, her hot breath sighing into his mouth, as their kissing grew all the more passionate.

Lucario drew back, impatiently tugging the tight tank top over her head, revealing her pert nipples to the world. She never really bothered with a bra. Maylene shivered as the air conditioned room sent yungoos bumps all over her skin. Lucario gave another kiss on her lips, a kiss on her cheek. He breathed down her neck in the way that made her body tingle. All the while building her anticipation till his damp nose reached her breasts. He flicked her nipple with his tongue, causing her whole form to tremble. Then he started sucking on it, gently nibbling the soft teat.

"Aah~ Lucario!~" Maylene cried.

Lucario growled affectionately. He worried on her delicate breast. Maylene giggled, petted his head like he was a young pup suckling her for milk. He pinched them with his teeth, tugging on them lightly, causing her to squirm and squeal like a little weedle. He kept stimulating her meager chest for what must have been several minutes. But soon enough, cute moans weren't enough from his defeated mate. Soon Lucario wanted more! He wanted to breed!

As he straightened, Maylene could see his fleshy, red cock sliding out from its sheath. The sight of the hard member caused Maylene's belly to tighten. Lucario shucked down her grey yoga pants, nearly pulling Maylene along with them, and cast them aside. His red eyes blazed with desire as he spied his pink prize.

Maylene snapped her legs closed on him, hiding her cute pussy. Lucario looked up, and Maylene stuck her tongue out at him, and winked. His eyes narrowed. Well, Maylene never said she had to give it to him without a fight. Lucario wedged his paws in between her shelldered thighs. He pried them apart. His overwhelming strength made it seem like childsplay as he forced her legs open, exposing her wet sex. Her legs now pinned, there was nothing left between him, and pure penetration.

But Lucario didn't take her yet. He rubbed his hot member against her sensitive clit, causing her to whine. Maylene moaned softly, the constant teasing really driving her close to the edge. Her face was turning red under the bandage across her nose, and she tried squirming despite being pinned down.

"Okaay~ Stop teasing! I'm sorry I tried to stop you putting it in~"

Lucario chuckled at her needy whimper. He took her slender hips, and pulled her close. His tip pressed against her warm entrance, and parted her slippery folds. Maylene moaned as he pushed deeper, parting her tight walls. Lucario slammed his pelvis forward, their hips colliding as her squishy flesh enveloped his cock up to the hilt. Young Maylene screamed, her back arching against the cold karate mat, shaking with indescribable pleasure. They held like this, taught as bow strings as they processed the others' presence.

Lucario began to erratically thrust. His strong paws pinning down on her waist, rooting her so she had no choice but to take his hard fucking. His furry pelvis slammed against her battered sex with every hard thrust. Making wet, smacking sounds that paired with the cute girl's moaning. His mind was filled with adoring lust. Lucario let out a primal growl.

Maylene wailed as her pokemon ravaged her sensitive cunt. Her nerves screamed their pleasure. She let one of her hands massage her small breast, while her other traced down her cute stomach, pinching her needy clit. Maylene squealed, abusing her sensitive points as Lucario ingrained his shape inside of her. The pleasure of it caused her to squeeze tighter on the wolf's rod, and he growled in appreciation. His mind was filled with nothing but one cardinal desire: to breed his young trainer.

His cock started slowly swelling within her. Already, it was coming! But his dick wasn't the only thing building in Maylene's small body. Lucario howled, hilting his red girth as deep as it would go into her warm hole. Maylene cried out. She shuddered, gurgling in a hot orgasm that shook through her entire being. Just when it couldn't climb any higher, a shock of pure ecstasy shot into her, causing a temporary short circuit of her brain.

Unknown to most trainers, when a male lucario came, he gave his mate more than just his seed. A part of his own aura was shot into his partner as well. In that moment, Maylene knew her partner better than anyone else in the world. She knew his pride in his victory, his passion for the fight. His every primal desire, all of them lusting just for her. She knew how good her pussy felt engorged around his swelling cock, and that bond, that shared pleasure was what rode her through her unrelenting climax.

Her inner walls clamped down on his swollen member, milking him for his seed that was soon to release. Lucario began the second part of his orgasm, shooting wad after wad of slippery cum deep inside his mate. The heat of it was indescribable, and caused Maylene's toes to curl, and her legs tremble. They rode the waves of their orgasms out together, and when she felt a sudden swelling within her, Maylene grinned.

Lucario had reached the third stage of his orgasm: knotting. He filled her pussy to its fullest extent. His knot corked the hot liquid inside her. Rooting him to her, and her to him. So now they were truly one. At least for the next half hour. Maylene sighed as her pokemon grew still, and her blissful orgasm subsided, rubbing the place on her belly where his potent seed was no doubt trying to impregnate her incompatible egg.

Lucario gave a low rumbly, laying down on top of her, and snuggling his snout into her hair. Maylene giggled, hugging him, and stroking her hands along his back, and soft fur.

"How was that?"

Lucario gave another low rumble, almost like a satisfied sigh. It always ended like this, Maylene cradling her victorious friend as they waited for the knot to weaken. Even if today was another utter defeat, in some ways it was almost a victory.

Of course, almost won't quite cut it. Maylene would never be satisfied with that. And so, she would try again the next day, and the next day, and the one after that. One day she would beat him. One day she'd be the one pinning him down on the mat. On that day, she'd show him just how strong she could be. She wouldn't show mercy until he was pinned under her feet. He would have to concede her the victory, and then, he would become her reward to claim.

And Maylene thought, was that what it meant to be strong? To try again, and again, no matter how many times you were knocked down? To never give up, never give in, and always train herself to better? Was that what made Maylene strong? If so, then it was Lucario who made her so. He pressed her to make the effort. And in doing so, she made him stronger too. And in doing so, they grew strong together. And so, they were one.

A soft breath tickled her ear from where his wet muzzle nuzzled in her pink hair. Gentle, and slow. She could feel his heartbeat beating through his chest pressed against hers.

"Lucario?" Lucario gave no answer. Maylene sighed. It looked like he'd fallen asleep inside her again. Sharing his aura seemed to really take it out of the guy. His knot hadn't even shrunk yet. Oh well. Maylene ran her hands through his fur, and he made a low rumble in his throat in his dreams.

"Goodnight, Lucario." She said sweetly, and of course he already knew, but she told him again anyways so he could hear it whispered in his fantasies. "I love you." Lucario purred happily. May his dreams be soft, and sweet.