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Disclaimer: All characters in this story are the property of their original owners. The Character Misty Cerulean is property of the author. The author is in no way associated with Nintendo, Gamefreak, etc. This story is in no way meant as copyright infringement.
Chapter 3
The sound of the rain pattering against the window was like a thousand voices whispering some ancient chant that only they could understand. The sound sent chills up Quill's spine and he pulled the Houndour even closer to him. Quill could feel the warm sticky fluids running matting the fur around her small slit and moistening the fur where she pressed herself against him. He placed his paw gently on the lips of her vagina and began to massage the sensitive tissues. The Houndour murred and more of her juices flowed out quickly soaking his hand. He could tell that she was enjoying his tentative explorations and began to probe deeper inserting first one and another finger into the tight confines of her slit. She shuddered and more juices flowed out onto the sheets. Quill could feel his fleshy shaft beginning to extend from it's sheath and become erect. The Houndour smiled when she noticed his growing erection. She placed a paw on his member and began to slowly rub it. The fur on her paws felt like velvet and small shudders coursed over his entire body with each movement she made. He could feel a familiar pressure building in his stomach and was right on the verge of climax when she removed her paw. He looked over at her and she smiled a mischievous grin. He nodded an unspoken confirmation and she rolled onto her back revealing her small pussy and sumptuous breasts. Quill climbed onto her and positioned himself so that the tip of his penis hovered just above her slit. He inserted himself into her and moaned as the soft flesh of her vaginal canal engulfed his member. Outside the wind howled, matching and quickly engulfing their own howls of pleasure. Quill looked down at the Houndour and found that he was looking down into Misty's face. Quill closed his eyes, and when he looked again he was once again gazing into the eyes of a young Houndour. He continued to thrust himself deep into her and even loosed a howl when he climaxed, but he felt nothing, his heart and mind were away somewhere with Misty. Quill pulled his shaft from the soft confines of the Houndour's vagina and rolled off of her. He stood and walked to the window. Outside the rain continued to pour and thunder crashed in the distance; the storm mirrored the turmoil in Quill's own mind.
"Is there something wrong",asked the Houndour timidly.
"No...it's nothing",Quill replied. The Houndour stood up as well and walked into the bathroom. Quill heard the tap on the bathtub squeak and then then the louder sound of rushing water as she drew herself a bath. He knew that his fur was soaked in their cum as well and that it would be hell trying to clean it out after it dried, but he really didn't care. The only thing he could think of was Misty and he was forever denied her warm embrace. A tear rolled down Quill's cheek. There was nothing left for him here and yet he insisted on staying. Steeling himself against the waves of self-pity battering his mind, Quill walked to the bathroom door and knocked.
"I'm sorry...I have to go. The room is paid for; all you have to do is leave the key at the front desk.",Quill said and left. He wasn't sure exactly where he was going, but he did know that it would be far from here.
***
The Cerulean Forest stood before Quill, large and imposing. He didn't really remember how he had gotten here, but the minor details really didn't matter. Quill remembered leaving the Daycare Center in a daze. He had wandered the streets of Cerulean City for a few hours and, by some twist of fate,wound up here. In fact, Quill thought,his arrival here was almost symbolic. He had been snatched up from the warm embrace of the wilds as a young Cyndaquil and now he was returning a hardened cynic...a man of the world of sorts. Slowly he walked forward into the shadows cast by the trees. He could hear the calls of other wild Pokemon. The melancholy howl of a Mightyena; the harsh caw of a Murkrow as it took flight. Quill leaped back as a shadowy creature emerged from the bushes. The intruder stepped out into a patch of moonlight.Standing before Quill was an enormous Arcanine. A loud crack rang out through the night and Quill stumbled as he felt a bullet rip through his leg. He turned and tried to run from his pursuers, but he fell, with hot pain coursing through his leg and thigh. A tall man stepped out into the clearing and looked down at him. In his hand he held a hunting rifle, and on his face he wore a cruel smile. "Fancy meeting you here", he said and grabbed Quill.
***
Misty paced the room anxiously. She looked at Ash and said,"Quill should have been home hours ago. It's not like him to be gone this long."
"Relax Misty, I'm sure he's fine", Ash said calmly.
"Relax...relax? You want me to relax!", she shouted. Misty realized that she had raised her voice and blushed. "I'm sorry Ash, I'm just so worried."
"I am too hon', but I'm sure he's okay."
"You're right."
Misty sighed. She walked to the sofa and sat down heavily.
"I just can't help but be worried", she said miserably.
Ash sat down next to her and put his arm around her. Misty always felt better when she was around Ash, he had some sort of aura of peace about him. Slowly the tension eased out of her muscles and she began to relax. Ash placed his hand on her breast and began to massage it. He ran his fingers over her nipple and caressed her curves.
"Ash!", Misty gasped. She shuddered as he ran his fingers down her stomach towards her inner confines. He slipped his hands under her shirt and lifted it off over her head. Ash gently removed her bra and cupped her breast in his hand. He leaned towards her and grasped the nipple in his mouth. Misty shuddered and moaned with pleasure. Ash released his hold on her and began to run his tongue over her stomach. He worked the button on her pants undone and slowly slipped them off. Neither of them heard the door open, and neither of them noticed the large furry form enter the room and sit down in the corner. Ash raised himself up over her and gently guided the tip of his erect penis into Misty's slit. She moaned as he slid down into her depths and began to thrust his hips. All the while the large furry form in the corner was sprouting an erection of his own. He bent over and began to caress it with his tongue, paying special attention to the sensitive head. Almost at the same time, wolf and man hit their climax; one spraying his load of juices into the body of a female and the other coating the wall, the floor, and his own face. Having reached and passed the peak Ash removed himself from Misty and rolled off.
"No go on", a husky voice said.
Misty jumped and looked around to see who had spoken. Her gaze fell upon the wolf sitting in front of them and she immediately blushed deeply.
"Oh god James", she moaned.
The wolf cocked his head and looked at her.
"It doesn't bother me to see you humans mate."
He looked down and noticed the immense erection he was sprouting.
"Is it my pleasure at the sight that bothers you?"
Misty hastily pulled her pants up.
"Oh look what at the mess you've made", she cried.
"Why did you come?"
"It's about Quill", he answered solemnly,"He's been captured."
Misty gasped. "Wh..what?"
"I'm so sorry."
"Where is he! Where did they take him?"
The wolf shook his head. "I don't know."
A look of pure hatred crossed Misty's face. She clenched her fists hard enough to make little red ribbons of blood roll down her palms.
"I will get Quill back. Whoever took him will wish they had never fucked with Misty!"
"Is there something wrong",asked the Houndour timidly.
"No...it's nothing",Quill replied. The Houndour stood up as well and walked into the bathroom. Quill heard the tap on the bathtub squeak and then then the louder sound of rushing water as she drew herself a bath. He knew that his fur was soaked in their cum as well and that it would be hell trying to clean it out after it dried, but he really didn't care. The only thing he could think of was Misty and he was forever denied her warm embrace. A tear rolled down Quill's cheek. There was nothing left for him here and yet he insisted on staying. Steeling himself against the waves of self-pity battering his mind, Quill walked to the bathroom door and knocked.
"I'm sorry...I have to go. The room is paid for; all you have to do is leave the key at the front desk.",Quill said and left. He wasn't sure exactly where he was going, but he did know that it would be far from here.
***
The Cerulean Forest stood before Quill, large and imposing. He didn't really remember how he had gotten here, but the minor details really didn't matter. Quill remembered leaving the Daycare Center in a daze. He had wandered the streets of Cerulean City for a few hours and, by some twist of fate,wound up here. In fact, Quill thought,his arrival here was almost symbolic. He had been snatched up from the warm embrace of the wilds as a young Cyndaquil and now he was returning a hardened cynic...a man of the world of sorts. Slowly he walked forward into the shadows cast by the trees. He could hear the calls of other wild Pokemon. The melancholy howl of a Mightyena; the harsh caw of a Murkrow as it took flight. Quill leaped back as a shadowy creature emerged from the bushes. The intruder stepped out into a patch of moonlight.Standing before Quill was an enormous Arcanine. A loud crack rang out through the night and Quill stumbled as he felt a bullet rip through his leg. He turned and tried to run from his pursuers, but he fell, with hot pain coursing through his leg and thigh. A tall man stepped out into the clearing and looked down at him. In his hand he held a hunting rifle, and on his face he wore a cruel smile. "Fancy meeting you here", he said and grabbed Quill.
***
Misty paced the room anxiously. She looked at Ash and said,"Quill should have been home hours ago. It's not like him to be gone this long."
"Relax Misty, I'm sure he's fine", Ash said calmly.
"Relax...relax? You want me to relax!", she shouted. Misty realized that she had raised her voice and blushed. "I'm sorry Ash, I'm just so worried."
"I am too hon', but I'm sure he's okay."
"You're right."
Misty sighed. She walked to the sofa and sat down heavily.
"I just can't help but be worried", she said miserably.
Ash sat down next to her and put his arm around her. Misty always felt better when she was around Ash, he had some sort of aura of peace about him. Slowly the tension eased out of her muscles and she began to relax. Ash placed his hand on her breast and began to massage it. He ran his fingers over her nipple and caressed her curves.
"Ash!", Misty gasped. She shuddered as he ran his fingers down her stomach towards her inner confines. He slipped his hands under her shirt and lifted it off over her head. Ash gently removed her bra and cupped her breast in his hand. He leaned towards her and grasped the nipple in his mouth. Misty shuddered and moaned with pleasure. Ash released his hold on her and began to run his tongue over her stomach. He worked the button on her pants undone and slowly slipped them off. Neither of them heard the door open, and neither of them noticed the large furry form enter the room and sit down in the corner. Ash raised himself up over her and gently guided the tip of his erect penis into Misty's slit. She moaned as he slid down into her depths and began to thrust his hips. All the while the large furry form in the corner was sprouting an erection of his own. He bent over and began to caress it with his tongue, paying special attention to the sensitive head. Almost at the same time, wolf and man hit their climax; one spraying his load of juices into the body of a female and the other coating the wall, the floor, and his own face. Having reached and passed the peak Ash removed himself from Misty and rolled off.
"No go on", a husky voice said.
Misty jumped and looked around to see who had spoken. Her gaze fell upon the wolf sitting in front of them and she immediately blushed deeply.
"Oh god James", she moaned.
The wolf cocked his head and looked at her.
"It doesn't bother me to see you humans mate."
He looked down and noticed the immense erection he was sprouting.
"Is it my pleasure at the sight that bothers you?"
Misty hastily pulled her pants up.
"Oh look what at the mess you've made", she cried.
"Why did you come?"
"It's about Quill", he answered solemnly,"He's been captured."
Misty gasped. "Wh..what?"
"I'm so sorry."
"Where is he! Where did they take him?"
The wolf shook his head. "I don't know."
A look of pure hatred crossed Misty's face. She clenched her fists hard enough to make little red ribbons of blood roll down her palms.
"I will get Quill back. Whoever took him will wish they had never fucked with Misty!"