The life of PokeSexuals
Ai (Combusken) and Yao (Male)
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It was a mid afternoon as the sun was starting to set and the tall buildings caste shadows that loomed over the town itself.
There was a certain air of peace in the area in the small Chinese place. A few buildings were managed to be a rare sight by being taller than two stories. The dirt streets were blooming with life from Pokémon and wandering citizens, all civilians passing by and trying not to pay attention to an odd sight. Said odd sight was a wanderer.
And odd didn't begin to describe him. While people wore traditional Chinese coats and shirts, or dresses in case of the ladies, with some kind of covering for their legs, the stranger wore a ragged brown cloak that had seen its fair share of use and a pair of black ballooning pants. His hair was unkempt and clung to his skull in curly black locks. He was covered in dirt, and his only belongings seemed to be his pants, the cloak, and a staff he used to keep himself from falling.
He raised his head, letting the hood of his cloak fall off, and gasped with a large, wide grin that showed how desperate he had been to reach civilization, "Food... please..." his knees gave in in front of the stand he managed to reach.
The owner of the place, a male Blaziken, arched a brow at the stranger whose face smashed into his counter. He gently poked his head with a claw, getting no response. It looked to the streets, where people were staring at the fire/fighting type as if expecting him to do something for the random wanderer. Sweat started to build on the back of the avian Pokémon's head.
'Oi, oi, oi... Why should I feed this punk just because he landed on my... I'm still going to feed him, aren't I?' he had a heart, even if his mind and wallet told him it was a bad idea to feed the odd human before him.
"Honey... Who is... that?" the bird Pokémon's wife asked, a Chinese woman with her black silky hair done in a bun, wearing a simple red dress with yellow trimming that hugged her hips and strong, thick muscular thighs which kicks could rival her husband's. She was currently holding their second child, hid son, in her arms, who happily lapped at her bosom for milk with innocent eyes identical to his father's, and a black tuff of hair. Unlike his father, the child was human.
The Blaziken sighed and aimed his claw at the stranger, and the woman covered herself and her baby a bit more when some people started staring, people her husband would burn and mercilessly kick until their buttocks switched places with their faces.
"Oh dear, is he..." she started, holding her son closer and stepping away.
He sighed and shook his head. His wife worried a bit too much at times, like when they had their firstborn.
Speaking of which...
"Yo Pops!" a small Combusken girl greeted with a hand raised to her father, speaking on Poké-speech. Some humans, due to their time spent with Pokémon as couples, had managed to understand it.
That explained the frown on her mother's face, "Ai Rin! What have I told you about manners towards your father? You may train at the temple, but I swear your manners tend to get out of hand."
The Combusken girl, Ai, rolled her eyes, "Come on, mom, I'm learning martial arts to surpass my old man! I may as well start talking to him like he's my equal if one day I'm supposed to surpass him." she then sat by the sleeping wanderer's side and poked his head like her dad, "So who's this? Did he try to hit on you and Pops beat him up?"
The Blaziken, Bai Rin, was well known for one thing: you never, ever tried to get near his family without suffering and begging for death or questioning why you were even alive if your existence led you to see his anger.
"No, he just crashed in front of the stand." replied her father who stopped poking since the human wasn't responding.
"Back to life!"
The family took a step back when the young man jolted back up in his seat, grabbed the nearest pot of food - a large amount of steamed meat buns -, and started to devour the contents like a Snorlax waking up.
"This guy is nuts..." Ai started, blinking her incredulity away.
"Maybe." agreed her father as he family waited till he stopped eating to take a deep breath as the rush of food made him forget to breath.
The youth finally swallowed everything in one go and let out a harmonious, melodious sigh, "That saved me..."
"I hope you can pay for that." Said the mother with her eyes delicately narrowed. It was that motherly mode in which a woman expected obedience from someone younger than her.
The lad chuckled sheepishly, "Oh yeah, how much do I owe you?" The Blaziken handed him the bill, and the youth stared at it long and hard... His smile died, "Uh... Is there a discount?"
Ai started to laugh, a claw to her yellow feathery forehead, "Oh this is rich! I'm serious! This guy's so dumb it's both hilarious and endearing!" she said in between her fit of laughter.
Her father grabbed the man by the collar of his cloak, lifting him a few feet off the ground so they were face to face while the wanderer's feet dangled off the ground. The small baby boy cooed at the sight of his father lifting someone, and the mother let out a tired sigh as she covered the kid's eyes to avoid him the sight of such violence.
"My husband was preparing that for my usual customers, even if you were dying I do expect a form of compensation." she said calmly to the youth.
The young man laughed nervously, "I was hoping to find the tournament first to pay any good food I could find." he started, making the family stare at him oddly.
Ai leaned curiously. The tournament he was speaking of was a competition at the temple she studied at and trained herself to surpass her father. She was no pushover, and her Double Kick had proven able to defeat more than rock and steel types. So for a human to claim they wanted to be in such an event they had to be pretty dumb, suicidal, or really, really skilled.
When his cloak fell, they could see he was the latter. He wore an intricate red Chinese coat, with fine silk waving darker crimson spirals around the arms to make the illusion of flames and a golden symbol on its back, a lotus flower.
Seeing this, the family stepped back and, along the entire town, bowed.
"Y-Your Highness, we meant no disrespect, we just..." the mother started, shivering in fear.
The boy, a prince, the son of the wealthy Golden Lotus family, laughed and waved, "It's fine, it's fine... I know I didn't look the part with how I arrived and all..."
Ai remained seated, and unlike her father and mother she didn't bow, she poked him again, "How's some rich noble like you wandering around like this? Last I checked, your family's still rich. So why the hobo act?"
Father and mother felt their jaws fall to the ground at their child's bluntness.
The boy laughed again, "Hahahaha! I know! Well, I just wanted to see if I have what it takes to be more than someone supposed to marry some pretty face." he patted his stomach, more like slapped it, and let out a laugh, "That's why I asked my parents to let me be on my own and see if our martial arts are as strong as they claim them to be. So far I can hold my own, but I want to see how strong people are."
Ai laughed, "You got guts unlike most nobles I heard of... And if you're going to be at the tournament, I guess it'll be a shame that your pretty face will be messed up by my kicks."
The boy laughed back, but had a matching hot-blooded grin that was a near exact replica of Ai's, "Really? Well, you're pretty cute yourself! I wouldn't mind seeing what you have in store if you can stand to my style's deadly punches."
She grinned, "How about a bet, rich boy? I win, and you got to do anything I want. You win, and..." she put a hand to her beak, and then shrugged, "Ok, I guess you can do what you want."
Bai slammed his claw to his face, his wife doing the same with her hand. It was at this time that they questioned their luck and their daughters too.
The boy laughed louder, "Name's Yao, and I'll take you on that offer..."
"Ai's the name, and you better remember it!"
It was an odd day for a rivalry to start, but it started.
"Now though, I need to go out and train some more before the tournament starts. Like I said, once I win, I'll pay you back for the food with a little bit extra."
With that the family watched the boy leave, and Bai narrowed his eyes when noticing his daughter's staring at the noble boy's behind.
"Don't go getting any ideas young lady." spoke her father crossing his arms with a frown.
She chuckled, "Hey, he's cute, hilarious, has a fine tushy, and has cash." She said with a cheeky grin, "Besides, every woman knows mom went after you because you had all the first three."
Her father's face became the tail of a Charmander when her mother nodded with a hand on her cheek, "True, true. He was less serious as a Torchic, though, which kind of drew me with how nervous he used to be back then."
"Don't team up with her!" he growled and glared at the sight of a poster sponsoring the tournament.
An idea came to his mind at that.
(That afternoon)
As the sun settled, many of the citizens walked to the large Shaolin temple on top of a mountain where many Pokémon and a certain human boy that stood out like a sore thumb got in a line in front of the old monk that guarded the place, a female Mega-Medicham that sat cross legged in front of the contestants. Even she gave the human noble an odd glance but decided to let him in, after all, anyone could do martial arts.
But there was a reason people had gathered, and it was to see Bai Rin enter after his name was chiseled into the walls of the temple's history as one of the many champions. Ai gulped at the sight of her father, while Yao looked away from the scary Blaziken, trying hard not to sweat when the fully evolved fire/fighting type's glare tried to burn him into ashes.
Soon the stands were filled to the brim as everyone quieted down and the Mega-Medicham stood up to address the contestants.
"Today marks one hundred years of this tradition, a tournament meant to see fighters of all kinds surpass their limit ever since the first master of this temple helped his partner, a Lucario, to achieve Mega-evolution. In honor to that tradition, the winner shall be granted a stone to help them achieve their Mega-evolution or, in case of some contestants who can't achieve it, a more conventional price in the form of this gold Mega-Lucario."
A small statue about a foot tall of a Mega-Lucario was shown to the audience, a perfect replica of the temple's first master's wife when they trained beyond any bond to help her achieve a power beyond her limits. Every contestant either stared at it in want or didn't care as their reason for coming was to obtain one of the special stones which might make them stronger.
The first to fight got a lot of cheer as it was Bai against a large Machamp, far taller than most of its kind. His wife sighed and held her baby closely, who giggled happily at the sight of his father in the arena.
"What can a fighter reduced to a chef do against a warrior like me?" the Machamp taunted.
Bai remained where he was, arms crossed.
The Machamp charged at him with his four arms ready to pummel the Blaziken into a pulp faster than light. And his charge was stopped when the fire type's knee met his gut! Some of the audience winced at the sight and others knew it was already over, namely Ai and Yao. The Blaziken swiftly used his other leg to kick his opponent up a good five feet off the ground, and as the Machamp started to fall he was greeted with an uppercut that sent him straight to Dreamland.
It didn't take a genius to know who won.
Ai shuddered, "Damn, Pops, why do you have to be so scary?"
She was faced with a Breloom, who shifted from one foot to the other. She smirked and started to hop on one leg, and then the other, alternating stances by jumping in such an odd way. The Breloom rushed at her, stopped a foot away from the Combusken, and spun his body backwards, using the momentum to bring one of his legs to her side.
The Breloom sucked a gasp of terrified air when noticing she was missing. A shadow loomed over him, and it was too late for the grass type when she slammed her clawed foot on his face, sending him down into a deep sleep.
She took in the cheers, but didn't really pay much attention to them.
The next round had a Lucario getting into a well trained pose with Yao in front of it, his hands up in fists. One odd thing was Yao's stance, it looked too simple, too mundande to be anything special beyond the standard pose one would take for punching a sandbag.
The Lucario noticed his opponent wasn't moving, so he dashed right at him, made sure to fool him by swiftly changing directions and gliding to the side in order to bring his right fist into the boy's side... and found Yao's fist slamming right into his nuzzle.
"What?!" The steel type cried, nursing his sore nose and stepping back. Unlike the strikes of a Normal type Pokémon, that punch hurt like it had been thrown by a Hariyama, a Sawk and a Throh all put together as one.
But in that opening the Lucario saw his chance and slammed both palms on the boy's chest. The audience gasped as they could see the force of the strike shred Yao's coat, ripping it off like it had been blasted with a cannon... And the boy didn't fall.
His arms were up, for he didn't try to block the strike, he had intended to take it, and take it he did, with a winning smile. The Lucario watched the boy's body as the red cloth fell off, it was heavily scarred and had a very lean build heavily marked with insane musculature gotten through many years of training to master flexibility, agility, speed and strength. It was the body of a true martial artist.
And said fighter stepped forward, and the last thing the Lucario saw before getting knocked out was the kid's fist sailing at his head.
The audience was silent before erupting into cheers with Ai being one of the loudest as she added hot scars to the list of traits he had that got her attention.
Bai watched silently as the fights continued, beating his opponents without much effort while Yao and his daughter kept on going up the ranks with relative ease. It was only because of a Gallade's type resistance that Ai had some trouble and Yao had to make sure to keep the contact to a minimum with Toxicroak. Eventually, the top four fighters remained with Bai, his daughter, and Yao being three of them. The final one being a Hariyama.
The matches were set as Bai against the Hariyama, and Yao against Ai. The first ended about as well as one would expect, luckily for the Hariyama he managed to hit back hard enough to avoid the father of two's more savage kicks to his thick fat. Yao and Ai both looked at the large pudgy fighting type getting carried away on a bed while Bai stood tall and proud like the moment he entered the ring.
Now it was their turn, "Just so you know," Ai started, "The bet's between us, and Pops has no say in it."
Yao grinned, "Good, I'd hate it to be any other way." He took his stance as did the Combusken, "But in all honesty, I can't go down that easily without at least trying to surpass you two!"
She laughed, "That should be my line!"
Bai's wife took in a deep breath when her husband sat by her side, letting it out in a sigh and her next words, "You could try to be less protective of Ai. Sure, she behaves very unlike a lady but that one boy there not only accepts her, he actually likes her."
Her stubborn Pokémon husband huffed, a small cloud of steam coming out of his beak, "Tell me one good reason I shouldn't test this boy."
She grinned evilly, "I remember my father said the same when I started kissing a young and inexperienced but cute Combusken... I wonder if you may know who he was."
Her husband turned his head away, reluctant to admit she won.
Ai and Yao stood across from each other as their muscles were tense and ready to begin. The elder nodded her head and hit the gong, signalling the match to begin.
The match started and Ai rushed at her opponent, who remained where he was, waiting for her strike. She lashed a leg at him and he expected it to connect with his side, but she stopped midway and pulled it back, returning to her stance and keeping her distance.
"What happened? She's never pulled back before." Her mother said.
Her husband stared at the boy, "She knows he's good at defense. He can take blows just as well as he can deliver them, so he let's his opponents get as close as they want to fight them up close and personal. It would be a disastrous choice if he didn't know what he's doing or trained himself that well."
Knowing this herself, the moment her foot was lowered, the other swiftly went to Yao's side to get his liver and perhaps a kidney to shudder from the force. Ai flinched when the boy managed to cross his arms to his side and parry her leg, pushing back the Combusken girl before throwing a punch at her. She clenched her beak, dashed back, and slapped aside the boy's arm before it could lash at her for a backhanded punch.
Using her speedy legs and short stature, Ai spun around and sent her heel directly to Yao's stomach while his arm was still stretched. The audience let out oohhh's when the boy skidded back to a halt, yet tensed his entire body to take the blow. He still flinched as her claw left a mark. Ai used one of her hand's claws to flick her beak, taunting him. Yao replied by taking a deep breath and reaching down to his pants.
The audience stared silently at the boy, and arched a brow when noticing that after he lifted his pants' legs there were heavy lead weights attached to his legs.
"Hey, he should be disqualified!" The Machamp from earlier cried, his ribs still sore from Bai's strikes.
The Mega-Medicham was about to do so, until her husband, a mature looking middle-aged man with a short black beard, a bald head, and closed eyes walked in. He wore a yellow robe with a large orange cloth over it like a toga, typical clothes for a monk.
"He never, not once, released a kick in this match. Even if those were used to defend himself, no opponent aimed a kick to his legs." He said.
His wife nodded and raised a hand, "The match can continue."
As she said that, Yao had already taken off the weights and thrown them off. The instant they hit the ground, the audience was stunned into silence when the tiles on the floor cracked under the weight.
Ai for her part grinned wider, "Don't hold back on me." she said with a little extra jump in her stance.
Yao grinned and stretched his legs a bit, "I won't."
In that same instant, he was right in front of Ai, the tiny Combusken unable to do more but stare as his right leg was raised above his head and brought down in a fast axe kick. She cursed inwardly and rolled to the side, avoiding the blow and watching it create a crater on the floor below them.
The Lucario from before felt gravity pull down his jaw, "I... I guess I'm glad I lost quickly..."
Ai jumped in the air, spinning her body around with a leg stretched. The moment she took her first step forward for this downwards kick, Yao had taken one too. Now both were airborne, their legs were stretched and going down towards the other. The winner would be decided on who could hit first and hit the hardest.
Bai watched his daughter's heel dig into Yao's side first, but that didn't stop the boy from doing the same.
All went silent as both fighters fell to the floor flat on their backs.
The Mega-Medicham stepped forward, sighing with a hand on her head, "The winner is..." as she said that, said winner rose to his feet, "Yao!"
The boy didn't raise his hands in victory, instead he went to the panting Combusken girl and stared at her with a smile, "That was fun, but short..."
She laughed, "Yeah... Next time, try to make it last longer... You're the first guy to kick my ass this good, you know that?"
Those words made one thing happen for certain, it made Bai swear the boy would regret his existence in their match.
His wife saw this and then a devilish idea went to her head.
"Honey..." she leaned closer to him, using her baby for cover as she pulled down her collar to show her milking chest. It got his face to glow hotly, "Care for a little talk...?"
(Five minutes later)
"Where's dad, lil bro?" Ai asked her baby brother, rocking him from the stands while Yao stood in the middle of the arena, looking bored as he waited for his opponent.
The monk sighed, rubbing his beard, "Well, since Bai hasn't shown up, I am afraid to do this but... I guess I shall disqualify him." He turned to Yao with a smile, "I guess he respected you enough to grant you this victory, even after you defeated his daughter."
"Oh go and rub salt all over the wound, pal!" Ai said angrily.
Yao rubbed the back of his head, "That sounds far too kind of him... Oh, what's it matter?" he asked casually and grinned, "I'll take the Blazikenite, please."
Ai's beak hung limp as the monk handed the boy said stone, a stone the boy quickly handed to her.
"Hey, what're you trying to pull?" she hated blushing, but damn was he being charming.
He chuckled, "I got a good fight, that's all I wanted. You can have this as payment, and..." he kneeled in front of her, "as me asking for your hand in marriage."
"Wait, what?!" her face was redder than her father's when her mother took his virginity... well, all of his virginities.
"What?!" Bai Rin shouted, about to charge out of the bathroom his wife dragged him in, until said woman's arms snaked around his torso and pulled him in. When he tried to resist her bare legs coiled around his waist and managed to do the job.
Yao grinned widely, "You're the first girl I like this much. I don't want to think twice. I do like you and I want to like everything about you."
Ai looked down, her face burning up, "Dumb... Ok, fine...You better take responsibility for making me feel so girly..."
"I intend to." he smiled at seeing her blushing face.
(The wedding day)
Yao smiled brightly, clad in a fine red robe with his family's symbol on his back. He and Ai, dressed in a white robe she'd never had imagined to ever own, stood in a large garden at his home, which was quite the impressive Chinese castle with guards saluting him and his wife from all sides. Bai was still cross-armed while his wife patted his shoulder with a smile and happy tears. Her husband was carrying their son, while in her slowly expanding belly she felt a new life forming.
Yao's parents were kind of what one would expect from such an odd boy. His father was a large and heavily scarred man with sideburns big enough to make lesser men feel inadequate, his black hair done in a top knot ponytail, and a large grin split only by a scar that went from the bright of his nose all the way to the right side of his chin. His wife was a very calm and serene Infernape in a pink robe.
The monk from the temple at Ai's hometown had been asked to come and make their union official. All the while Bai didn't know whether to pummel the boy or cry in joy for his daughter, who for once in her life had a large and genuine smile. Not the confident smirk or cheeky grin she usually had, but a true, loving and happy smile. While part of him still wanted to see who could have been the winner between him and the boy, the other couldn't help but want that smile to remain in his daughter's face.
After the kiss, Yao didn't hesitate to carry his new wife bridal style in his arms, and she didn't wait to lean her full body on his to enjoy his strong embrace.
Some noble girls didn't like the chance of losing a boy as wealthy as Yao in marriage, but when both father and daughter proved their skills in battle Yao's father silenced them with his authority. The clan heads that wanted to say some more tried and failed when Yao's mother took the stand, and showed that her son didn't learn how to fight from her husband.
"Stay." Bai heard his wife say, and since she was pregnant once again he knew he had no choice but to obey.
Damn were women scary.
(Honeymoon suite)
"Someone sure seems eager." teased Yao trailing one of her claws down his chest.
"Well this means I can do this." he leaned down and pressed his lips against her beak with passion.
Ai wrapped her arms around his neck as he carried her over to the bed and sat down with her on his lap without breaking contact.
When they did pull back, Ai was eagerly working on undoing his robes before he stopped with a chuckle.
"Allow me." he grinned at his wife and slowly undid the piece of clothing while chuckling at seeing Ai drool a little at seeing his muscled body a second time.
She reached out and trailed her claws lightly against his chest as he reached down to slowly undo her robes.
To be fair, he rather thought her all natural look was better without the robe and threw both his and her robes across the room. As she blushed under him, a sight he found utterly adorable, he worked his hands up her strong thighs to the little pink flesh flower in between them. Ai let out a soft squeak when his fingers slipped over her lower lips, taking a small amount of moisture on his fingertips as they flicked her bundle of nerves.
"Like I said, I'll love everything about you." She blushed, but a smile wormed its way to her beak as one hand went to the back of his neck in order to pull him in for a much needed kiss.
His lips overlapped her break and wrestled his tongue against hers as his fingers eagerly worked on rubbing around the pink slit. Ai moaned into the kiss, opening her beak and letting her tongue roll out from the sheer pleasure his fingertips caused when the waves went from her tiny pearl-like bud to her whole body and mind. Yao smiled into the kiss and snuck his tongue in her mouth.
The Combusken girl shuddered against her husband's chest, grabbing his torso tightly against hers to feel his warmth on her body. Yao moaned even before their tongues touched, her feathery flat chest was rubbing wonderfully on his bare skin. It tickled and caressed his scars, and when he felt more devilish and started to roll his thumb around her very sensitive bud now slick with juices she arched her back. This had the desired effect of pressing her against his, ruffling her feathers on his body.
The two pulled back and panted with small matching smirks. Yao pressed his forehead on his wife's, chuckling, "I'm enjoying this more than I should."
She giggled, "You better."
He gave her a smirk and went down. Ai arched a brow and then turned a brighter red than spicy sauce when Yao grabbed her muscular thighs and started to spread them with his face aimed at her folds. The Combusken girl tried to cover herself, but it was too late. Her clawed hands only landed on her husband's hair the moment he dove in and took a long sensual lick. The way his eyes locked themselves on hers made the bird girl shiver even before his oral muscle tapped the base of her entrance and dragged itself all the way to her pink pearl.
She arched her back while letting out a loud moan as Yao was enraptured by the sweet juices that were pouring from her snatch. He was only snapped out of his trance when her thick and strong thighs coiled around his head and slapped his face on her wet and still pure flower. With his nose brushing her clitoris and being tickled by the bush of red feathers above it, he eagerly dug in deeper. Ai let out a blissful cry when his tongue started to scoop her juices inside of her, going through her fleshy lips and rolling around her insides. Her body twitched and her spine curled as she wrapped her arms around her husband's head.
The boy's mouth let out a loud slurping sound when his wife finally cried out her release, coating his face in her love nectar as she let go of him. She fell backwards into a panting mess. He panted and gulped some of it down, using a hand afterwards to wipe the excessive load that got on his face. His Combusken wife shuddered when he brought a hand to his mouth and licked some of her honey. He grinned upon seeing her eyes locked on his form and how captivated she was by the dirty act. He was loving this side of her, a lot.
That glare both made her love her more and irritated her, "Don't get cocky..." she started and got up.
Yao gasped when her hand went to his hardened member and started to pump his meaty staff.
"Now it's my turn." she grinned as she leaned down and gently ran her tongue against the side of the cock, causing Yao to hiss as she began to eagerly lick around one side while going up and down.
Her tongue moved on either side of the huge Pokémon Tamer between his legs, working its way to the glans, then moving on to focus on the heavy balls. Yao groaned in delight as he felt Ai suck him off energetically to please her husband, her hands slithered up his thighs and wrapped around Yao's balls and rod. Jerking him off slowly, the boy's moans increased to a higher pitch when he felt another jolt of pleasure when her claw gently scratched the underside of his flesh stick, giving him a perverted chill. He fell flat on his backside, his legs spread wider which allowed her better access to lower her beak all the way until his ballsack was pressed on her chin and the black hair above the hard meat mushroom she had in her mouth to press on her nose.
It took all she had to focus on sucking off her husband-rival instead of pushing him down and ride him like there was no tomorrow with how cute he looked shuddering and moaning from her blow job, but she managed through sheer will power. Yao was the same, even though his entire body was quivering in pure delight as he enjoyed her ways of pleasing him. It was hard, but he eventually got used to it, and was able to focus his attention to grab his wife's head. Her reward was a loud cry of delight from her husband, then a heavy load of his human seed being poured into her mouth. Drinking as much as she could, the Combusken panted softly as thick gooey whiteness dropped to the floor. Her own juices had erupted all over the bed sheets, and she had felt the ropey streams of seed that still flowed out landing on her face when they pulled back.
Seeing his wife coated with his seed just got Yao harder once again. She grinned when his softening rod got back up to full mast in a split second. She giggled and scooped her seed in her hands, before bringing them to his beak and licking it off, causing his manhood to twitch in desire, just as much as her loins burned for more, much, much more.
Their will broke away as Yao pushed her down and captured her beak with her eagerly returning the kiss as he rubbed the tip right against her moist snatch. She moaned and curled underneath the boy as he smacked his pelvis on hers with grunts and groans from the tightness that due to her training would never leave her slick walls. Training hard made her abdomen thick and packed with some muscle underneath her features, and when she clenched, she could easily lift him up by her hips just by doing so. But right now all they cared about was to make sure the other felt pleasure beyond their imagination. Yao ground his teeth and held his wife by her hips, pushing hard into her while Ai wrapped her arms around his neck, coiled her legs around his waist, and pumped against him.
Both were locked in a rhythm, unable to stop. Her legs were all around his waist with her claws digging into his skin but he ignored the pain due to the pleasure overwhelming it, in fact the pain seemed to get him more fired up. Meanwhile his hands cupped a feel of her round and soon to be plump buttocks to lift her from the bed and better ram himself deep into her womb. Her hands were dancing in his hair while she focused her lower body to smack her crotch steadily against his. What was impressive was the loud slapping sound where their groins met wetly. A steady music echoed in their room as they worked hard to their release.
He ground his teeth, "Ai, I'm close."
She panted, "Same here." She wrapped her arms around his neck and he released all he had into her womb. She shut her eyes tightly and clenched her beak, trying not to cry louder than before and let the pleasure overtake her, but he was breaking her barriers with so much ease it was maddening. The only reason she didn't see herself as weak in such a vulnerable state was because her husband's eyes were equally lost in bliss.
The load invaded her womb with power and a ferocious warmth, making her feel how her stomach expanded from the heavy load his large orbs carried. And what was amazing was that the stream may as well have been endless, for he had made let loose a very large load before already, and this new shot of his let out insane amounts of his cream that she knew had to be larger than the shot she swallowed.
They pulled back, with him hissing due to her incredibly tight snatch clenching shut as he got out, becoming once again as tight as that of a virgin. Looking down they could see her pink lips leaking his a white sream slowly and steadily into the floor. All the while he kept his arms protectively holding her close to him, affectionately so too.
She grinned and turned around. Yao arched a brow until she put her face on the pillow and lifter her toned behind for him to see the tight ring of muscle of her anus wiggling invitingly at him.
"Let's see how you handle my sweet ass." challenged Ai with a cocky tone.
He grabbed a handful of her red feathery behind with one hand, spreading the cheek to better see the tight pink entrance gaping to show a clean hole, a result from good cleaning habits and a healthy diet. He gulped when the hole tightened back, leaving no doubt that the lubricant of his sex fluids combined with hers would provide some help, if a very slightly help.
Ai yelped as her husband slid his rod between her cheeks and entered her small and thick backdoor in one go, and as the natural Mohawk possessing martial artist felt tears sting her eyes, she coiled her tiny legs around the boy's waist to keep him there. He was seated on the ground and her back was facing him, her face drooling all over their pillow as they both shared their wild lust. Yao's instincts made him move back, leaving only the head of his mushroom into her tight and tiny backdoor, and then ram himself all the way in until his black bush on his cock hit the crack of her bum. She twitched against his body, moaning loudly as she kept her leg lock to guide him deeply into her while he held her up by groping her lovely hips.
She forced her body up with her hands, acting like a morbid cartwheel as he kept on going in and out of her entrance. Both cried and groaned at the feeling of softness on her feathers from his pubes and the filling sensation on her anus, but did so muffled due to having mouthful of pillow to silence her louder cries. The boy grinned and pulled back, sitting down with his wife resting her feathery behind on his lap with her back pressed on his. He thrusted up, slapping her rear and showering her in delicious pain and pleasure with his rougher thrusting. His hands snaked up to her flat chest, rubbing loving circles on her frame as she went mad with pleasure.
As the speed increased it didn't take long for both of them to cry once again, Ai's juices spraying on the bed while a hot white injection washed over her insides.
It was then that both fell backwards in a heavily breathing mess, with Ai moaning as it seems her husband wouldn't go limp.
"So... who won?" he asked while rubbing his cheek against hers, holding her closely.
She chuckled and affectionately rubbed her cheek back against his, "Does it matter?"
The two laughed and went to sleep in a loving embrace.
(A few years later)
Yao was whistling as he walked into his castle's training grounds, now a fully grown man with a small beard, a larger yet still slim but strong body, and a smile always present on his face.
Off to the side he could see his wife, now a Mega-Blaziken, training their kids, a little girl with red hair that resembled her mother's feathers, and a small Combusken boy.
He giggled and stealthily made his way to his wife. His kids saw this and didn't say a word, grinning as their mother stopped her explanation of how they could do their next kick.
"What's the matter, you two?"
"Hi!"
"Gah!" she spun around and kicked the one that scared her, and glared when she found her husband stopping her kick with one arm, "Very funny!"
He grinned, "You still love me while I still find more about you to love."
She couldn't help it, a grin spread on her face, "True... Which reminds me, my father will come visit with my brother and the twins."
Yao turned around, "And just like that I think I'll take a trip to the mountains to- Ack!"
"Oh no you're not." She said with a cackle, "You're staying."
Their children giggled. They found their parents to be very funny to say the least.