Bonds

Macy hummed, leaned her head back, and looked up at her partner through half-lidded eyes.

Raider was all she'd ever needed. He had loved her from the very beginning, when she'd caught him as a simple Ralts. It was a different kind of love then, but with all the patience and care she'd needed to raise him, it had quickly turned into something more.

Now, as a Gallade, he could do things for her that no human male ever could. Macy would never be satisfied with anyone other than him - nor did Raider want anyone besides her. The Pokémon Center's old bed creaked frequently and loudly beneath them, but neither of them took notice. They were deep into their fourth round now, and nothing else mattered.

"Raider," she moaned. "There..."

He knew, of course. She didn't really need to say anything when Raider had always been able to sense exactly what she wanted. Both of them liked it when she made noise, though, and Raider murmured in pleasure as he thrust against the exact spot inside her as she'd asked.

They were reaching the point of being too spent for more, but they had the energy for one more round. They'd gone with something simple - standard missionary position, but it was their mutual favorite thing to end on. They could watch each other's faces, have a good angle, and he could watch the way her body quivered and her enormous, soft, perfectly-round breasts bounced with each increasingly-hard thrust.

"M-more," Macy cried, her hands digging into Raider's shoulders as she pulled her legs back further.

Raider panted as he jerked his hips harder and faster. His very human-like dick reached deeper and deeper inside her the more she adjusted her legs. Unlike normal men, though, Raider could keep his cock harder for longer, and he could make it vibrate at will, no doubt due to his inherent psychic powers. And now he did just that, humming lightly as his dick throbbed inside her.

Macy cried out in pleasure as her loving Pokémon's cock pulsed against her thoroughly abused pussy. She'd taken so much of him all night long, but she wanted more, always more. It felt better and better the more of it she took; she'd never get enough of him.

Raider moved one of his hands over to her rapidly-bouncing breast, pinching her nipple between his small fingers. They were the perfect size for teasing it, rolling it, tugging on it. He'd played with both her sensitive nubs plenty, but she'd never get enough of that, either. A stream of moans fell from her mouth as Raider twisted and teased her harder and harder.

He leaned down and pressed a messy kiss to her lips. Macy eagerly kissed back, hard and hungry and needy, against his stark-white but extremely-soft lips. It got sloppier and more heated as it went on, complementing the fact that he rocked his hips more wildly and pinched her swollen and sore nipple all the harder.

"Raider!" she shrieked, breaking the kiss and throwing her head back. "I need you, Raider! Make me cum for you right now! I n-need it now, please!"

The Psychic-Type moaned as well, leaning his own head back as his thrusting got more and more erratic. He made his dick vibrate harder and faster, and Macy moaned and whined as her heels dug into his back. Raider let go of her abused nipple, steadying himself with that hand and taking her other bud in his other. That one, too, was soon erect as he tugged and twisted and rolled it hard and fast.

Screams of pleasure were falling from Macy's lips now. If anyone was walking down the hallway outside their door, no doubt they heard her and knew exactly what was going on. She didn't care, lost to the ecstasy as she was. In fact, there was a small part of Macy that actively hoped there was an entire crowd of other trainers outside, listening to how much she and her Gallade could please each other. She hoped they were jealous.

Louder and louder shrieks rose from her throat as Macy throbbed around Raider's giant, furiously-thrusting, wildly-vibrating dick. She was so close to cumming, and she knew he was, too. Raider always, always, without fail, vibrated even harder when he was almost done, and Macy knew it was in part to help her finish at the same time as him. That in turn sent spike after spike of pleasure through her body.

And, indeed, just a few seconds later, Macy let out one final high-pitched scream of "Raider, I love you! I need you! Raider!" as she spasmed uncontrollably around his enormous, still-thrusting cock. He kept bucking his hips, hard and erratic and in exactly the right places, as his trainer's juices erupted all over him.

Finally, Raider let out a loud cry of his own as he buried himself inside her up to the hilt. He released an enormous burning-hot climax inside her, enough that some of his cum dripped out of Macy's snatch by the time he was done. Raider panted as his relief finally ended, and Macy whimpered, almost cumming again from the sheer overload of it all.

It always ended like this - both of them utterly spent, Raider somehow having enough cum left for another overflowing load, Macy losing her voice from how much moaning and whining and screaming she'd done. But both of them wouldn't have it any other way, and they both always managed to have enough energy for at least three rounds, if not four or five or six.

Tonight, they'd stop here at the fourth, however. Raider slowly pulled out of her, panting and gasping. Macy looked over at him through heavy-lidded eyes as he settled beside her. She pulled her beloved Gallade in close, draping an arm over him as she leaned in to kiss him again. He kissed back, slowly and gently, their lips meeting warmly and lazily again and again and again.

"I do love you, Raider," she whispered hoarsely. "You're so perfect to me. How could anyone want anything else?"

He made an amused noise in response, patting her cheek with one hand and lightly yet teasingly patting her generous, wonderfully-round ass with his other hand. Raider loved that part of her, too, almost as much as he loved her perfect tits and their extremely abusable, perky little buds. Perhaps tomorrow morning they could work in another two or three rounds of him taking her from behind - they'd already done one like that earlier, but both of them adored Macy having her ass on display for Raider as he thoroughly claimed her ceaselessly-giving pussy.

"I know you need me, too," Macy purred. "Now sleep with me, darling. Literally."

Raider hummed and closed his eyes, and his breathing soon slowed down. Macy fell asleep soon after, and they stayed curled together as they fell into the kind of deep sleep that could only come after multiple rounds of incredibly active sex.

He hadn't knocked her up yet, but it was only a matter of time until Macy bore his children. They'd been doing this almost every night for years now, after all, and she was actually frustrated that she hadn't popped out at least two or three perfect half-Ralts children. Gallade were similar enough to humans that there was a small chance of them impregnating human women, and they'd never once used protection. Still, with how long they'd been wildly screwing each other like the horniest of Lopunny, that "small chance" would add up sooner or later.

Probably sooner - and Macy dreamed of birthing several of Raider's children that night, as she often did.