Story Notes:
Slightly based on the song 'Hurricane' by Thirty Seconds to Mars.Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author. No money is being made from this work. No copyright infringement is intended
Milotics River
Milotic's river, for as long as he could remember he'd lived here. This valley had always held a place in his heart, no other pokemon had ever come here, no trainers, nothing but the occasional flying-types that flew over or rested in the trees. The river divided a lush and fertile valley, fruits and berries grew in abundance here, everything he ever needed he had here, everything he could ever want.
The river was lined on either side by lush green trees, below the trees canopy various flowering bushes and shrubs thrived in the partial shade of the valley. This wonderful time of the year was what Milotc loved most about his beloved river. Spring, the season of life and rebirth, the entire valley was in bloom. Literally heaven on earth, nothing could have made Milotic happier here.
Basking on the bank of his beloved river Milotic watched the scene before him, his beloved River. The Dragonair's lithe form danced through the smooth surface of the river as she swam with a feminine grace Milotic could never hope to match. Two years today. Milotic absently thought to himself as his gaze went from his beloved River to the only scar in this paradise. The once barren strip of earth was the result of a landslide that had brought him River.
Two years ago a storm tore over the valley, Milotic remembered all to well. The wind and rain were like nothing Milotic had ever seen before, they were so intense they brought the valley down on itself. The mudslide it caused tore through everything in its path until it hit the river sending rock, mud and other debris sinking to the bottom and drifting downstream. Milotic had taken shelter in the water, strong enough to resist the powerful current, the water would slow down anything large enough to harm him enough to give him time to maneuver around it but when the mudslide hit his vision was blocked by everything filling the river at once. Forced to surface he watched as half of his beloved river was effectively blocked by mud and earth.
Sheltering himself again on the opposite bank Milotic somehow managed to find solace in sleep where his beloved river remained completely unscathed. When he woke in the morning he silently mourned the destruction before him, all they way back up the slope where once stood stoic trees was now a path of uprooted plants, unearthed boulders and ever more mud that drained into the still flowing river. Thankfully the strong current washed away everything caught in its swift flow and had already eroded a large part of the mud and rock.
Seeing there was little he could do but allow nature to take its course Milotic returned to the water intending to see how far the damage ran. Following the damage to the bottom of his beloved river Milotic examined every part of the slide, every plant he was able to pull from the depths he brought back to the surface and gave it a new home in the disaster that tore it from its original place. By the time the sun began its decent most of the landslide was already covered in old plant life, now Milotic could only hope they would re-root and begin to grow again.
Returning to the depths one last time Milotic found the last thing he'd ever expect to find: an egg, an egg of all things! Lodged in the side of the river bed sure enough was the smooth round form of a sky blue egg! It must have been laid along the ridge of the valley because nothing else came into the valley that Milotic knew of, but still curious Milotic tried to remove the egg. His fan-like tail was able to brush away earth and stone until the egg could come loose, he marveled at how it could still be intact. Once he finally had it in his grasp he was disheartened to see a spider web crack run along the surface that was concealed by the rubble.
His heart sunk at the sight but like everything else he found he took it back along the landslide and found the egg a new home with the replanted greenery. Milotic did everything he could to restore the valley to its original beauty but now only time would tall as he added the broken egg towards the top of the path.
Weeks passed and to his evident pleasure the landslide was soon hidden from view by the bushes and saplings that once again took root, the upturned soil provided fresh nutrients for them. A miracle! Milotic thought.
Spring, where life was meant to begin. Milotic had witnessed this miracle himself as his efforts paid off but nature had one more miracle left to give. Milotic was roused from his sleep one night, curled along the riverbed where he could listen to the whisper of his beloved river passing by. Something brushed against his side gently which caused his eyes to widen in shock, who could have possibly been here!? Here where no other had been before! Milotic's head sprung from his coiled form to face the intruder but was shocked to see a small dratini trying to curl up with him. A dratini? Hanging his head low to examine the tiny serpent it looked back at him with curious little eyes. After a moment of exchanging looks the dratini looked away and nuzzled Milotic's peach colored skin.
"Where did you come from little one?" He couldn't help but inquire, it was so small, a hatchling maybe? Milotic gasped as a revelation struck him: the egg in the river! But how? The shell was cracked... a dragon-type, dratini was a dragon-type and they were hardier than other species, that explained why it help up during the landslide. The egg in the river Milotic though again. Nothing had ever come looking for the egg... this little dratini was alone just like he was. The dratini squeaked lightly allowing him to mark it as a female. The egg in the river.... "My little River." The next day his suspicions were confirmed when he investigated the egg with a little dratini in tow. The once cracked egg was now completely shattered and hollow.
Since then Milotic raised little River like his own in spite of having nothing to do with the little dratini's conception. Watching River grow as the days turned to weeks and the weeks into months slowly filled the void inside of Milotic he didn't even know existed but was glad to have her take it. The only thing Milotic could say he loved more than his river was this little dratini, his little River.
The next day his suspicions were confirmed when he investigated the egg with a little dratini in tow. The once cracked egg was now completely shattered and hollow.
Two years, it was hard to believe two whole yeas had already passed. His little River had evolved into an indescribably beautiful dragonair. My beloved River. was all he could think whenever he looked at her. Her once bare, stubby form was now long and lithe and decorated by two cobalt blue orbs at the tip of her tail as well as a third under her chin. A razor sharp horn also took the place of a small stud that had taken a place on her forehead. Her skin was now a much deeper blue save for her underbelly which was now pure white.
"Daddy, look over there!" River called out from the water. Milotic followed her gaze over the valley ridge and saw dark grey clouds billowing over.
"It looks like a storm." He told her. They both watched for some time as the day darkened, soon they were both snapped out of their trance by a clap of thunder. "We should get inside sweetheart, it looks like its going to be a big one."
"Alright." She replied, still in the water though as she spoke she angled towards the shore. When River was younger he had made a small den for them to escape more extreme weather and the cold winters which was where they were both headed now. Only a handful of times had a storm like this ever hit the valley but none were ever as intense as the one that brought him River.
Rain, musical rain. One by one the droplets of water began to fall almost rhythmically. Soon sparse droplets gave way to silver curtains spring brought its first shower. One thing Milotic had learned for himself was that the rain was one of the most beautiful things to listen to out here, each storm was like a symphony as the rain water ran off of leaves, plant stalks, tree trunks, over rocks, in little streams and even on the river itself. Milotic actually believed River was more in tune with these qualities than he was, she could be in a trance-like state for hours on end during the longer storms.
Everything that granted Milotic solace he now shared with his beloved River. All these little things that he had learned for himself over the years he now passed on to her. River was very creative on her own as well, for example she had figured out herself that crushing the leaves and berries of the surrounding foliage produced a delightful smell, especially when several of them were blended together. Even now in the den one of her pleasant fragrances graced his nose with every inhale.
"So what can we do now?" River asked watching the rain fall outside, a drift of wind served to cause a ripple effect sending spray swirling through the air.
Milotic had already decided to wait the weather out and had coiled up in their little den. The den itself was more of an outcropping cased by the landslide that formed a natural overhang. Milotic spent a few days digging in farther to provide ample shelter through these storms. The sides were open to the elements but unless there was wind it often remained dry inside. The damp earth was pleasantly cool beneath him.
River saw him and understood his intention but wished he wasn't so set on evading the rain, River always loved the rain and the way it felt on her smooth hide. As soon as she was old enough to understand she knew he wasn't her father but he was the only father she had ever known. The first time she had asked about her parents he told her about the storm that brought her to this valley as an egg and that he didn't know who or where her real parents were, only that they had never come looking for her.
"Its not that bad if you still want to go out." He told her. Her only response was to slither up close her coil up beside him leaving a snaking trail in the dirt behind her. The shared warmth was comfortable and she enjoyed his company.
"Its not as much fun alone." She told him.
Milotic chuckled at her answer before peering down at her. "Well then would you mind if I joined you?" He asked as he slowly unwound himself and made way for the water. She let out a little giggle before following. Immediately adapting himself to the current Milotic's broad form slid into the water unperturbed as River did the same. A rush of water formed a makeshift collar around his neck as he kept his head above the surface, his movements making ripples that were instantly lost to in the countless ripples brought on by the rain.
River's movements however held a more feminine grace, she moved as easily through the water as she did on land, maybe even faster. It was like she was a part of the river itself, the colors of her flesh even matched the river, from above she looked like part of the water and from below she'd appear to be part of the sky. She was simply beautiful no matter how Milotic tried to look at the subject, she was gorgeous, like she was born for the river.
After a moment she disappeared below the turbulent surface of the river only to come back up with a large splash. Milotic barely had time to duck as an ice beam flew in his direction. He watched as the ice beam hit the opposite bank making a sort of spiked flower. "What was that for?"
River only looked away slightly and rolled her eyes up innocently making Milotic chuckle to himself. "Oh I see how it is." He whispered before ducking below the surface himself. Beneath the water everything seemed to echo as bubbles rushed past his eyes, a few meters away he saw River dive as well. Once he saw her he quickly slashed the water with his tail in her direction, the water pulse wouldn't be visible but he only put a fraction of the normal power into it. She reacted by twisting her slender body down and away from the attack. Milotic was suddenly stunned as his body twitched slightly. Now sinking to the bottom River swam up along side him, that same sweet look in her eyes.
"Are you okay?" She asked in a playful tone.
"Yeah but-" Another tremor wracked his frame. "No more thunder wave."
Her giggle had that same aquatic echo as a few bubbles escaped her nostrils. She conceded before wrapping around him and pulling him back to the surface. Just before heading to the shore River nuzzled his cheek affectionately. "That was fun."
Milotic was still a little stiff from the paralysis but she returned Rivers affections when he reached her on the shore. The rain was still falling adding a light roar as ambient sound accentuated every now and again by the distant rumble of thunder.
Tired, Milotic again took refuge in the den and continued to watch River enjoy the rain. Once again he found himself admiring her form as she continued her play in the river, that sweet smell made itself noticeable. Milotic was actually a little surprised that the scent hadn't washed off yet. Just he thought about it he saw her coming back to him.
"Are you sure your alright?" She asked as she came ashore though now concern tinged her voice. Her head was erect over the ground exposing her white underside while she looked over at him.
"Yeah I'm fine." Milotic said as another rumble thunder sounded in the night. For a brief moment the sky was alight as lightning lanced through the dark. Milotic instinctively looked up when it happened, River followed his gaze. "Sounds like we have a long night ahead of us."
"Yeah." Was her only response for some time. During the silence they had coiled up again to warm up, eventually all of the feeling returned to Milotic's body in that time. As late as it had gotten Milotic was almost asleep before River spoke again. "Daddy?"
"Hmm?" He asked opening a single eye to look at her. She was still in a tight mound with her head resting on what could have been her belly.
She was hesitant to speak for a moment but after a few seconds she collected herself enough to continue. "Were you ever lonely before you found me?"
Now Milotic was hesitant to answer, he had never thought of it before. Honestly he had never even seen another pokemon other than the birds and the occasional fish that came by and the thought of being alone. When he spoke his thoughts to her she was silent again. Several minutes passed when she asked "Did you ever think about wanting a mate?"
Now Milotic was speechless, he literally couldn't get his mouth to form words. "I-I don't know, its never crossed my mind before."
Why was she asking these questions, and as if Milotic couldn't get any more confused. "Daddy, do you love me?"
Milotic just stared at her for a moment, she had averted her gaze and Milotic noticed her typically blue cheeks had taken on a slightly pink hue. How should he of responded? He'd loved River from the day she hatched. "River, of course I love you. I've always loved you, why would you ask that?"
Had he done something to upset her and not know it? For several more minutes there was only the sound of falling rain and Milotic's mind was racing. His mind shuffling through every memory for some hint of what might have caused her to be upset, some misinterpreted meaning, some accident insult or offense but there were none. As far back as he could remember she had always been happy, had never voiced any issue. "River is something wrong?" He finally asked hoping to find out what was on her mind.
"I... I-I'm not..." She sighed in exasperation before looking away again. When she started to sniffle Milotic moved and wrapped himself around her still coiled form in hopes of comforting her, he was so concerned he didn't even noticed the sweet scent grow slightly stronger. She shied away for a moment bu when his head came level with hers she only looked away again.
"You know you can tell me anything. Please just tell me what's wrong." He asked somewhat desperately, he couldn't stand the thought of her being sad for any reason. "Please."
At that moment Milotic was sent for a loop as she stretched her neck and her lips locked with his. Their kiss lasted for longer than a moment, her eyes were closed while Milotic's were wide with surprise. After what felt like a life time they separated, more for breath than anything. Milotic still couldn't find it in himself to speak though he noticed her blush deepen significantly. "River wha-"
"Its me." She said rather plainly though her eyes remained locked on his now. "I feel this... well, its not even pain its just..." She paused for a moment as if searching for the right word. "Uncomfortable." She finished conclusively. "And it keeps making me think of you... doing these things..."
Milotic would have thought her cheeks couldn't be any redder but now the color was so deep in contrast to the blue of her face she could have made a cherry look pale. With her last statement he finally understood why she was so aloof all of a sudden. "I know you've always loved me, you've raised since as far back as I can remember and I love you too but I wanted to know if you loved me enough to-"
"To be your mate." Milotic finished for her. Still unsure of how to handle this situation Milotic was silent again. He couldn't do that to her, she may not have been his blood but still he loved her like his own daughter, to be her mate was just..... An inconceivable thought to him. Milotic noticed her attention was now focused on the ground as she looked away again, at the same time he heard a barely audible "Mmhmm."
"River I..." How was he supposed to handle this situation? As he thought he caught that scent again, proximity had increased its strength and for a moment his head started swimming, thankfully she wasn't looking and failed to see him waver for a moment. She's in heat. He finally realized. "River are you sure about this?"
She stared at him again and nodded. "I'm sure, I know your not my actual father and... I love you daddy. This feeling is making me realize exactly how much I love you and I want to love you so much more!"
As she finished she nuzzled Milotic's cheek again. Milotic managed to return her affections before adding a lick to her forehead. "If this is what you want I'd love to be yours."
"Daddy!" She gasped briefly before he pulled her into another kiss. When he pulled away from her she slowly pulled out of his embrace and stretched her slender form along the waters edge. "Daddy, please be my mate?"
Coming along side her, his broader form brushing against her side. His pink and peach colored flesh contrasting to her blue and white. "However you want to do it."
Her tail made a subtle movement Milotic wouldn't have noticed until one of the orbs close to the tip brushed against him less than accidentally. Milotic's eyes now wandered down her body as he felt her tail and he realized that the base of her tail was upturned and her small slit was exposed for him to see. The sweet scent was at its peak now. Unable to resist instinct his head seemed to move of its own accord until a small amount soaked the tip of his nose. Milotic's eyes opened again and he found he was staring quite intently on his beloved River's swollen sex, signs of her arousal leaked onto the sand beneath them. A brief glimpse at her face showed her lying down patiently waiting for him to claim her.
I thought suddenly eased its way into his mind; if her scent was this pleasant what would she taste like. Almost immediately he rejected the idea, to taste her? There? Of all places there? But still as the smell continued to assail his nostrils he didn't completely turn the thought away. This is absurd. He thought to himself as he lowered himself a little lower, maybe one time would be enough to banish the thought entirely.
As his smooth tongue glided across her exposed sex Milotic's head was sent swimming again while she moaned in apparent pleasure. Not only clouded by Rivers scent but now her taste, her incredibly sweet taste, he couldn't even begin to understand how such a wonderful taste could come from her lower entrance but the disbelief was cast aside. Maybe a little overzealously Milotic prepared to continue his stimulation. As soon as he began he forced himself to stop and he hadn't even touched her again yet. Milotic couldn't even believe himself for a moment, this was River, his beloved little River. So many red lights went off in his head he almost stopped entirely but he remember what she said. " I love you and I want to love you so much more."If she wanted to love him more than just maybe he could love her more too.
She obviously enjoyed his first attempt so with a little mental push he lapped at her sex once again, and again, and again, the result was a shudder of pleasure and further vocalizations approving his actions. Milotic's first few licks were only on the surface but after a few moments and one well placed lick down the center of her feminine folds he found that her lips would part and allow his tongue further access to her sensitive sex. Her inner walls held a velvety softness and seemed to pulse with every beat of her heart, she also seemed to quiver ever time his tongue traveled a little bit deeper.
Her moans grew louder with every pass and the deeper he went the more prevalent they became. Eventually his lips came into contact with the lips of her sex as he continue to stimulate her orally, when she practically leapt out of her skin Milotic grew a little more curious. His nose was brushing against a small nub a the top of her slit every time his head tilted to force his tongue as deep as physically possible, each time he hit that nub her entire lower half seemed to twitch. What's more is his tongue seemed to be pressing against a barrier at the very farthest reaches of her throbbing walls. Making these realizations Milotic continued his assault, now causing her pleasure on three fronts it was only a fraction of a second later that she let out one particularly loud moan.
Right then her entire sex clamped tight, holding his nose and most of his face firmly within as her orgasm forced clear female fluids out around him. The flavor was so indescribably sweet Milotic lapped up as much as he could while his need for air grew and his intended mate writhed in pure ecstasy. His senses were so overloaded with her pheremonal sweet scent and taste he barely noticed his vision start to flicker.
Her sex's tight hold refused to relent as his lapping only sent her orgasm to new highs and caused her to go over the edge once again. Milotic was intent on taking in as much of her juices as possible in spite of his suffering and that was all that was on his mind when he finally passed out.
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"Daddy! Daddy, please wake up." Milotic vaguely heard as his eyes opened. His vision was both blurred, doubled, and seemed to spin as he tried to focus on the source of the noise. His nose was utterly spent as he barely managed to take in a ragged breath. At the same time his sluggish thoughts were focused entirely on Rivers glistening sex. "Daddy!"
"River? What's wrong?" He said in an almost drunkenly slurred speech. Slowly but surely his vision cleard to show River craning her head over his with a deeply concerned expression. When he was totally cleared up he finally smiled remembering what he did. "River! You really nice this evening."
Or at least he thought it was evening, maybe his vision hadn't cleared up as much as he thought. A dark haze still made it look like night but further clarity showed tat behind river was in fact a bright golden sun, not the moon and stars he though he saw. He was definitely seeing stars though as he rolled over and the entire river bed seemed to spin beneath him, the vertigo also seemed to make River's form ripple in a way. "Oh, my head." Milotic groaned groggily.
"I'm so sorry, I didn't mean for that to happen!" She began apologetically. Her cheeks still colored from the thought. Of course since it was the first time for either of them they had no idea that, in a way, was supposed to happen. River was more aware of it than Milotic but after he passed out he wasn't able to draw breathe again until after her orgasm faded and even then he was unconscious and she had unwittingly fallen asleep in the afterglow so Milotic's head was just sort of left down there.
Both of them were hesitant to speak about the previous night, as it was almost noon now Milotic broke the silence by offering the routine morning swim. River gladly accepted this aversion and followed him into the river. The lightweight feeling the water posed served to ease Milotic's dizziness and wasn't entirely sure what came over him when his long body surrounded River beneath the surface. While the two of them were submerged She seemed to levitate as she neither sank nor rose, seizing the opportunity Milotic pulled her into their now third kiss.
Taking it a step further his tongue pressed at her lips which she opened slightly to allow access. For a brief eternity their tongues intertwined as their passionate endured for several fleeting seconds. Opening his eyes again Milotic saw that the color returned to River's cheeks and due to them being underwater they were s bright pink. They disengaged again primarily to breathe which thankfully their lungs were able to handle breathing while submerged.
"I love you." Milotic told her as he drew closer, his body circling around hers but quite yet touching. Her body remained vertical in the water, wavering only to remain in place. He blush deepened as she realized exactly how close he was. "Do you want to continue where we left off?"
She responded by nuzzling his cheek affectionately. "Yes, please Daddy... make me yours."
Her voice had that echo that came with being underwater. Spurred on Milotic slowly drew closer, coiling around her erect form while also constricting her movement causing them to slowly sink. Finally skin touched skin as he squeezed her lightly, his peach colored flesh rubbed against her slit as slowly got tighter and tighter hold her close but not hurting her. When Milotic was as tight as he was willing to get his own ventral slit was lined up perfectly with her swollen one.
A slurry of small bubbles escaped her mouth as she moaned quietly, the water adding that echo again. Again this was a first for both of them so while River had gotten a decent idea of what it would feel like the night before Milotic wasn't at prepared for the gripping warms as his masculinity slowly emerged from the base of his tail. Positioned as they were his growing member immediately found a new home in River's soaking folds, the cold water contrasting temperatures with her hot depths. While only just starting to penetrate her Milotic gave out a groan of his own from the pleasant pulsing of her insides.
Ever so slowly he filled her up until he hit her inner barrier, it took a few seconds to pass which Milotic accomplished at the expense of a pained gasp from River. Another stream of bubbles erupted from her mouth and nostrils as she winced in evident pain. Her inner walls began to clench down on the heart of Milotic's masculinity when he saw the now faint trail of blood slowly rise to the surface. The red dyed water dissipated before it even got halfway to the surface and was quickly lost forever to the rivers current. At the same time Milotic continued his advance, his member now almost as wide around as the base of her tail and he wasn't even fully erect yet.
River used her chin to hug Milotic tightly as another moan escaped her though whether from pain or pleasure was unclear, the echo distorted the sound and made it difficult to decipher. That and the noise the bubbles she produced made. Milotic groaned again when he finally hilted, River also produced a long pleasured sigh as his smooth flesh tickled her penetrated sex. Milotic had thought her inner walls were tight around his tongue but around his tapered member it was like being locked in a death grip. Her sex was clamping down so tightly he thought she might have been about to climax once more.
Fully erect Milotic's masculinity stretched her virgin walls to their absolute limit, the tip buried firmly in her heated core. The two of them were now locked in lovers embrace, fully intertwined and intimately linked. Claiming each others virginity the took long shaky breaths as Milotic loosened his gripping hold enough to withdraw a portion of himself from the core of her femininity eliciting a shudder from his young lover.
Milotic proceeded to press his withdrawn length back inside to the hilt before repeating again and again, adding a slightly faster pull out with every thrust. Soon torrents of bubbles were ascending from both of them as murky fluids escaped their interwoven sexes. More and more of the juices escaped with every inward thrust and soon their union was almost completely shrouded in a milky white cloud. River's tight walls clamped down with an all new intensity as a more voluminous and intense stream of her ejaculate escaped her occupied confines. More, faster rhythmic pulsing was steadily pushing Milotic closer to the edge as an intense tingling began to consume him, instinctively he became more vigorous in his thrusting causing both of the to vocalize a little louder.
River screamed as a seconds orgasm wracked her frame through and through sending additional jolts onto Milotic, now dangerously close to the widely sought edge. Thrusting faster still Milotic was lost to the incredible pleasure was an almost numb feeling consumed him, harder and faster his masculinity pressed as deep as was possible for either of them. River's moans were also getting louder and louder. Finally she screamed one last time, the loudest yet, as Milotic found release in her feminine core.
His entire body went rigid as River's walls convulsed and spasmed violently, silently begging for every drop of seed he was now shooting into her. Thick ropes of the stuff almost immediately filled her to the brim, diluted expulsions added to the thin cloud that surround them as more and more of his sperm was pumped into her. Her breathing also became ragged as torrents of bubbles, grunts and moans escaped both of their spasmic forms.
Intimately linked and physically intertwined their bliss lasted for what could have easily been a lifetime as far as Milotic and River were concerned. The entire time jet after jet of his seed filled her womb and failing that was squeezed out around his intruding organ to cloud their hazy surroundings. A streak of the polluted water etched the flowing current as their ejaculations were washed away with each passing moment.
When his head was clear enough to notice Milotic realized that his and River's heartbeats were perfectly in sync, beating as one through their union. The only thing in his mind now were thoughts of his beloved mate, how beautiful she was. My little River. He looked to see her eyes were locked onto his. My little River... My beloved mate. Reflexively he kissed her again, equally as passionately as before. My beloved River. When they disengaged a few bubbles escaped from between their lips, Milotic continued his affections by nuzzling River's cheek before whispering to himself and into her ear. "My precious River."Chapter End Notes:There you go, hope you enjoyed
The river was lined on either side by lush green trees, below the trees canopy various flowering bushes and shrubs thrived in the partial shade of the valley. This wonderful time of the year was what Milotc loved most about his beloved river. Spring, the season of life and rebirth, the entire valley was in bloom. Literally heaven on earth, nothing could have made Milotic happier here.
Basking on the bank of his beloved river Milotic watched the scene before him, his beloved River. The Dragonair's lithe form danced through the smooth surface of the river as she swam with a feminine grace Milotic could never hope to match. Two years today. Milotic absently thought to himself as his gaze went from his beloved River to the only scar in this paradise. The once barren strip of earth was the result of a landslide that had brought him River.
Two years ago a storm tore over the valley, Milotic remembered all to well. The wind and rain were like nothing Milotic had ever seen before, they were so intense they brought the valley down on itself. The mudslide it caused tore through everything in its path until it hit the river sending rock, mud and other debris sinking to the bottom and drifting downstream. Milotic had taken shelter in the water, strong enough to resist the powerful current, the water would slow down anything large enough to harm him enough to give him time to maneuver around it but when the mudslide hit his vision was blocked by everything filling the river at once. Forced to surface he watched as half of his beloved river was effectively blocked by mud and earth.
Sheltering himself again on the opposite bank Milotic somehow managed to find solace in sleep where his beloved river remained completely unscathed. When he woke in the morning he silently mourned the destruction before him, all they way back up the slope where once stood stoic trees was now a path of uprooted plants, unearthed boulders and ever more mud that drained into the still flowing river. Thankfully the strong current washed away everything caught in its swift flow and had already eroded a large part of the mud and rock.
Seeing there was little he could do but allow nature to take its course Milotic returned to the water intending to see how far the damage ran. Following the damage to the bottom of his beloved river Milotic examined every part of the slide, every plant he was able to pull from the depths he brought back to the surface and gave it a new home in the disaster that tore it from its original place. By the time the sun began its decent most of the landslide was already covered in old plant life, now Milotic could only hope they would re-root and begin to grow again.
Returning to the depths one last time Milotic found the last thing he'd ever expect to find: an egg, an egg of all things! Lodged in the side of the river bed sure enough was the smooth round form of a sky blue egg! It must have been laid along the ridge of the valley because nothing else came into the valley that Milotic knew of, but still curious Milotic tried to remove the egg. His fan-like tail was able to brush away earth and stone until the egg could come loose, he marveled at how it could still be intact. Once he finally had it in his grasp he was disheartened to see a spider web crack run along the surface that was concealed by the rubble.
His heart sunk at the sight but like everything else he found he took it back along the landslide and found the egg a new home with the replanted greenery. Milotic did everything he could to restore the valley to its original beauty but now only time would tall as he added the broken egg towards the top of the path.
Weeks passed and to his evident pleasure the landslide was soon hidden from view by the bushes and saplings that once again took root, the upturned soil provided fresh nutrients for them. A miracle! Milotic thought.
Spring, where life was meant to begin. Milotic had witnessed this miracle himself as his efforts paid off but nature had one more miracle left to give. Milotic was roused from his sleep one night, curled along the riverbed where he could listen to the whisper of his beloved river passing by. Something brushed against his side gently which caused his eyes to widen in shock, who could have possibly been here!? Here where no other had been before! Milotic's head sprung from his coiled form to face the intruder but was shocked to see a small dratini trying to curl up with him. A dratini? Hanging his head low to examine the tiny serpent it looked back at him with curious little eyes. After a moment of exchanging looks the dratini looked away and nuzzled Milotic's peach colored skin.
"Where did you come from little one?" He couldn't help but inquire, it was so small, a hatchling maybe? Milotic gasped as a revelation struck him: the egg in the river! But how? The shell was cracked... a dragon-type, dratini was a dragon-type and they were hardier than other species, that explained why it help up during the landslide. The egg in the river Milotic though again. Nothing had ever come looking for the egg... this little dratini was alone just like he was. The dratini squeaked lightly allowing him to mark it as a female. The egg in the river.... "My little River." The next day his suspicions were confirmed when he investigated the egg with a little dratini in tow. The once cracked egg was now completely shattered and hollow.
Since then Milotic raised little River like his own in spite of having nothing to do with the little dratini's conception. Watching River grow as the days turned to weeks and the weeks into months slowly filled the void inside of Milotic he didn't even know existed but was glad to have her take it. The only thing Milotic could say he loved more than his river was this little dratini, his little River.
The next day his suspicions were confirmed when he investigated the egg with a little dratini in tow. The once cracked egg was now completely shattered and hollow.
Two years, it was hard to believe two whole yeas had already passed. His little River had evolved into an indescribably beautiful dragonair. My beloved River. was all he could think whenever he looked at her. Her once bare, stubby form was now long and lithe and decorated by two cobalt blue orbs at the tip of her tail as well as a third under her chin. A razor sharp horn also took the place of a small stud that had taken a place on her forehead. Her skin was now a much deeper blue save for her underbelly which was now pure white.
"Daddy, look over there!" River called out from the water. Milotic followed her gaze over the valley ridge and saw dark grey clouds billowing over.
"It looks like a storm." He told her. They both watched for some time as the day darkened, soon they were both snapped out of their trance by a clap of thunder. "We should get inside sweetheart, it looks like its going to be a big one."
"Alright." She replied, still in the water though as she spoke she angled towards the shore. When River was younger he had made a small den for them to escape more extreme weather and the cold winters which was where they were both headed now. Only a handful of times had a storm like this ever hit the valley but none were ever as intense as the one that brought him River.
Rain, musical rain. One by one the droplets of water began to fall almost rhythmically. Soon sparse droplets gave way to silver curtains spring brought its first shower. One thing Milotic had learned for himself was that the rain was one of the most beautiful things to listen to out here, each storm was like a symphony as the rain water ran off of leaves, plant stalks, tree trunks, over rocks, in little streams and even on the river itself. Milotic actually believed River was more in tune with these qualities than he was, she could be in a trance-like state for hours on end during the longer storms.
Everything that granted Milotic solace he now shared with his beloved River. All these little things that he had learned for himself over the years he now passed on to her. River was very creative on her own as well, for example she had figured out herself that crushing the leaves and berries of the surrounding foliage produced a delightful smell, especially when several of them were blended together. Even now in the den one of her pleasant fragrances graced his nose with every inhale.
"So what can we do now?" River asked watching the rain fall outside, a drift of wind served to cause a ripple effect sending spray swirling through the air.
Milotic had already decided to wait the weather out and had coiled up in their little den. The den itself was more of an outcropping cased by the landslide that formed a natural overhang. Milotic spent a few days digging in farther to provide ample shelter through these storms. The sides were open to the elements but unless there was wind it often remained dry inside. The damp earth was pleasantly cool beneath him.
River saw him and understood his intention but wished he wasn't so set on evading the rain, River always loved the rain and the way it felt on her smooth hide. As soon as she was old enough to understand she knew he wasn't her father but he was the only father she had ever known. The first time she had asked about her parents he told her about the storm that brought her to this valley as an egg and that he didn't know who or where her real parents were, only that they had never come looking for her.
"Its not that bad if you still want to go out." He told her. Her only response was to slither up close her coil up beside him leaving a snaking trail in the dirt behind her. The shared warmth was comfortable and she enjoyed his company.
"Its not as much fun alone." She told him.
Milotic chuckled at her answer before peering down at her. "Well then would you mind if I joined you?" He asked as he slowly unwound himself and made way for the water. She let out a little giggle before following. Immediately adapting himself to the current Milotic's broad form slid into the water unperturbed as River did the same. A rush of water formed a makeshift collar around his neck as he kept his head above the surface, his movements making ripples that were instantly lost to in the countless ripples brought on by the rain.
River's movements however held a more feminine grace, she moved as easily through the water as she did on land, maybe even faster. It was like she was a part of the river itself, the colors of her flesh even matched the river, from above she looked like part of the water and from below she'd appear to be part of the sky. She was simply beautiful no matter how Milotic tried to look at the subject, she was gorgeous, like she was born for the river.
After a moment she disappeared below the turbulent surface of the river only to come back up with a large splash. Milotic barely had time to duck as an ice beam flew in his direction. He watched as the ice beam hit the opposite bank making a sort of spiked flower. "What was that for?"
River only looked away slightly and rolled her eyes up innocently making Milotic chuckle to himself. "Oh I see how it is." He whispered before ducking below the surface himself. Beneath the water everything seemed to echo as bubbles rushed past his eyes, a few meters away he saw River dive as well. Once he saw her he quickly slashed the water with his tail in her direction, the water pulse wouldn't be visible but he only put a fraction of the normal power into it. She reacted by twisting her slender body down and away from the attack. Milotic was suddenly stunned as his body twitched slightly. Now sinking to the bottom River swam up along side him, that same sweet look in her eyes.
"Are you okay?" She asked in a playful tone.
"Yeah but-" Another tremor wracked his frame. "No more thunder wave."
Her giggle had that same aquatic echo as a few bubbles escaped her nostrils. She conceded before wrapping around him and pulling him back to the surface. Just before heading to the shore River nuzzled his cheek affectionately. "That was fun."
Milotic was still a little stiff from the paralysis but she returned Rivers affections when he reached her on the shore. The rain was still falling adding a light roar as ambient sound accentuated every now and again by the distant rumble of thunder.
Tired, Milotic again took refuge in the den and continued to watch River enjoy the rain. Once again he found himself admiring her form as she continued her play in the river, that sweet smell made itself noticeable. Milotic was actually a little surprised that the scent hadn't washed off yet. Just he thought about it he saw her coming back to him.
"Are you sure your alright?" She asked as she came ashore though now concern tinged her voice. Her head was erect over the ground exposing her white underside while she looked over at him.
"Yeah I'm fine." Milotic said as another rumble thunder sounded in the night. For a brief moment the sky was alight as lightning lanced through the dark. Milotic instinctively looked up when it happened, River followed his gaze. "Sounds like we have a long night ahead of us."
"Yeah." Was her only response for some time. During the silence they had coiled up again to warm up, eventually all of the feeling returned to Milotic's body in that time. As late as it had gotten Milotic was almost asleep before River spoke again. "Daddy?"
"Hmm?" He asked opening a single eye to look at her. She was still in a tight mound with her head resting on what could have been her belly.
She was hesitant to speak for a moment but after a few seconds she collected herself enough to continue. "Were you ever lonely before you found me?"
Now Milotic was hesitant to answer, he had never thought of it before. Honestly he had never even seen another pokemon other than the birds and the occasional fish that came by and the thought of being alone. When he spoke his thoughts to her she was silent again. Several minutes passed when she asked "Did you ever think about wanting a mate?"
Now Milotic was speechless, he literally couldn't get his mouth to form words. "I-I don't know, its never crossed my mind before."
Why was she asking these questions, and as if Milotic couldn't get any more confused. "Daddy, do you love me?"
Milotic just stared at her for a moment, she had averted her gaze and Milotic noticed her typically blue cheeks had taken on a slightly pink hue. How should he of responded? He'd loved River from the day she hatched. "River, of course I love you. I've always loved you, why would you ask that?"
Had he done something to upset her and not know it? For several more minutes there was only the sound of falling rain and Milotic's mind was racing. His mind shuffling through every memory for some hint of what might have caused her to be upset, some misinterpreted meaning, some accident insult or offense but there were none. As far back as he could remember she had always been happy, had never voiced any issue. "River is something wrong?" He finally asked hoping to find out what was on her mind.
"I... I-I'm not..." She sighed in exasperation before looking away again. When she started to sniffle Milotic moved and wrapped himself around her still coiled form in hopes of comforting her, he was so concerned he didn't even noticed the sweet scent grow slightly stronger. She shied away for a moment bu when his head came level with hers she only looked away again.
"You know you can tell me anything. Please just tell me what's wrong." He asked somewhat desperately, he couldn't stand the thought of her being sad for any reason. "Please."
At that moment Milotic was sent for a loop as she stretched her neck and her lips locked with his. Their kiss lasted for longer than a moment, her eyes were closed while Milotic's were wide with surprise. After what felt like a life time they separated, more for breath than anything. Milotic still couldn't find it in himself to speak though he noticed her blush deepen significantly. "River wha-"
"Its me." She said rather plainly though her eyes remained locked on his now. "I feel this... well, its not even pain its just..." She paused for a moment as if searching for the right word. "Uncomfortable." She finished conclusively. "And it keeps making me think of you... doing these things..."
Milotic would have thought her cheeks couldn't be any redder but now the color was so deep in contrast to the blue of her face she could have made a cherry look pale. With her last statement he finally understood why she was so aloof all of a sudden. "I know you've always loved me, you've raised since as far back as I can remember and I love you too but I wanted to know if you loved me enough to-"
"To be your mate." Milotic finished for her. Still unsure of how to handle this situation Milotic was silent again. He couldn't do that to her, she may not have been his blood but still he loved her like his own daughter, to be her mate was just..... An inconceivable thought to him. Milotic noticed her attention was now focused on the ground as she looked away again, at the same time he heard a barely audible "Mmhmm."
"River I..." How was he supposed to handle this situation? As he thought he caught that scent again, proximity had increased its strength and for a moment his head started swimming, thankfully she wasn't looking and failed to see him waver for a moment. She's in heat. He finally realized. "River are you sure about this?"
She stared at him again and nodded. "I'm sure, I know your not my actual father and... I love you daddy. This feeling is making me realize exactly how much I love you and I want to love you so much more!"
As she finished she nuzzled Milotic's cheek again. Milotic managed to return her affections before adding a lick to her forehead. "If this is what you want I'd love to be yours."
"Daddy!" She gasped briefly before he pulled her into another kiss. When he pulled away from her she slowly pulled out of his embrace and stretched her slender form along the waters edge. "Daddy, please be my mate?"
Coming along side her, his broader form brushing against her side. His pink and peach colored flesh contrasting to her blue and white. "However you want to do it."
Her tail made a subtle movement Milotic wouldn't have noticed until one of the orbs close to the tip brushed against him less than accidentally. Milotic's eyes now wandered down her body as he felt her tail and he realized that the base of her tail was upturned and her small slit was exposed for him to see. The sweet scent was at its peak now. Unable to resist instinct his head seemed to move of its own accord until a small amount soaked the tip of his nose. Milotic's eyes opened again and he found he was staring quite intently on his beloved River's swollen sex, signs of her arousal leaked onto the sand beneath them. A brief glimpse at her face showed her lying down patiently waiting for him to claim her.
I thought suddenly eased its way into his mind; if her scent was this pleasant what would she taste like. Almost immediately he rejected the idea, to taste her? There? Of all places there? But still as the smell continued to assail his nostrils he didn't completely turn the thought away. This is absurd. He thought to himself as he lowered himself a little lower, maybe one time would be enough to banish the thought entirely.
As his smooth tongue glided across her exposed sex Milotic's head was sent swimming again while she moaned in apparent pleasure. Not only clouded by Rivers scent but now her taste, her incredibly sweet taste, he couldn't even begin to understand how such a wonderful taste could come from her lower entrance but the disbelief was cast aside. Maybe a little overzealously Milotic prepared to continue his stimulation. As soon as he began he forced himself to stop and he hadn't even touched her again yet. Milotic couldn't even believe himself for a moment, this was River, his beloved little River. So many red lights went off in his head he almost stopped entirely but he remember what she said. " I love you and I want to love you so much more."If she wanted to love him more than just maybe he could love her more too.
She obviously enjoyed his first attempt so with a little mental push he lapped at her sex once again, and again, and again, the result was a shudder of pleasure and further vocalizations approving his actions. Milotic's first few licks were only on the surface but after a few moments and one well placed lick down the center of her feminine folds he found that her lips would part and allow his tongue further access to her sensitive sex. Her inner walls held a velvety softness and seemed to pulse with every beat of her heart, she also seemed to quiver ever time his tongue traveled a little bit deeper.
Her moans grew louder with every pass and the deeper he went the more prevalent they became. Eventually his lips came into contact with the lips of her sex as he continue to stimulate her orally, when she practically leapt out of her skin Milotic grew a little more curious. His nose was brushing against a small nub a the top of her slit every time his head tilted to force his tongue as deep as physically possible, each time he hit that nub her entire lower half seemed to twitch. What's more is his tongue seemed to be pressing against a barrier at the very farthest reaches of her throbbing walls. Making these realizations Milotic continued his assault, now causing her pleasure on three fronts it was only a fraction of a second later that she let out one particularly loud moan.
Right then her entire sex clamped tight, holding his nose and most of his face firmly within as her orgasm forced clear female fluids out around him. The flavor was so indescribably sweet Milotic lapped up as much as he could while his need for air grew and his intended mate writhed in pure ecstasy. His senses were so overloaded with her pheremonal sweet scent and taste he barely noticed his vision start to flicker.
Her sex's tight hold refused to relent as his lapping only sent her orgasm to new highs and caused her to go over the edge once again. Milotic was intent on taking in as much of her juices as possible in spite of his suffering and that was all that was on his mind when he finally passed out.
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"Daddy! Daddy, please wake up." Milotic vaguely heard as his eyes opened. His vision was both blurred, doubled, and seemed to spin as he tried to focus on the source of the noise. His nose was utterly spent as he barely managed to take in a ragged breath. At the same time his sluggish thoughts were focused entirely on Rivers glistening sex. "Daddy!"
"River? What's wrong?" He said in an almost drunkenly slurred speech. Slowly but surely his vision cleard to show River craning her head over his with a deeply concerned expression. When he was totally cleared up he finally smiled remembering what he did. "River! You really nice this evening."
Or at least he thought it was evening, maybe his vision hadn't cleared up as much as he thought. A dark haze still made it look like night but further clarity showed tat behind river was in fact a bright golden sun, not the moon and stars he though he saw. He was definitely seeing stars though as he rolled over and the entire river bed seemed to spin beneath him, the vertigo also seemed to make River's form ripple in a way. "Oh, my head." Milotic groaned groggily.
"I'm so sorry, I didn't mean for that to happen!" She began apologetically. Her cheeks still colored from the thought. Of course since it was the first time for either of them they had no idea that, in a way, was supposed to happen. River was more aware of it than Milotic but after he passed out he wasn't able to draw breathe again until after her orgasm faded and even then he was unconscious and she had unwittingly fallen asleep in the afterglow so Milotic's head was just sort of left down there.
Both of them were hesitant to speak about the previous night, as it was almost noon now Milotic broke the silence by offering the routine morning swim. River gladly accepted this aversion and followed him into the river. The lightweight feeling the water posed served to ease Milotic's dizziness and wasn't entirely sure what came over him when his long body surrounded River beneath the surface. While the two of them were submerged She seemed to levitate as she neither sank nor rose, seizing the opportunity Milotic pulled her into their now third kiss.
Taking it a step further his tongue pressed at her lips which she opened slightly to allow access. For a brief eternity their tongues intertwined as their passionate endured for several fleeting seconds. Opening his eyes again Milotic saw that the color returned to River's cheeks and due to them being underwater they were s bright pink. They disengaged again primarily to breathe which thankfully their lungs were able to handle breathing while submerged.
"I love you." Milotic told her as he drew closer, his body circling around hers but quite yet touching. Her body remained vertical in the water, wavering only to remain in place. He blush deepened as she realized exactly how close he was. "Do you want to continue where we left off?"
She responded by nuzzling his cheek affectionately. "Yes, please Daddy... make me yours."
Her voice had that echo that came with being underwater. Spurred on Milotic slowly drew closer, coiling around her erect form while also constricting her movement causing them to slowly sink. Finally skin touched skin as he squeezed her lightly, his peach colored flesh rubbed against her slit as slowly got tighter and tighter hold her close but not hurting her. When Milotic was as tight as he was willing to get his own ventral slit was lined up perfectly with her swollen one.
A slurry of small bubbles escaped her mouth as she moaned quietly, the water adding that echo again. Again this was a first for both of them so while River had gotten a decent idea of what it would feel like the night before Milotic wasn't at prepared for the gripping warms as his masculinity slowly emerged from the base of his tail. Positioned as they were his growing member immediately found a new home in River's soaking folds, the cold water contrasting temperatures with her hot depths. While only just starting to penetrate her Milotic gave out a groan of his own from the pleasant pulsing of her insides.
Ever so slowly he filled her up until he hit her inner barrier, it took a few seconds to pass which Milotic accomplished at the expense of a pained gasp from River. Another stream of bubbles erupted from her mouth and nostrils as she winced in evident pain. Her inner walls began to clench down on the heart of Milotic's masculinity when he saw the now faint trail of blood slowly rise to the surface. The red dyed water dissipated before it even got halfway to the surface and was quickly lost forever to the rivers current. At the same time Milotic continued his advance, his member now almost as wide around as the base of her tail and he wasn't even fully erect yet.
River used her chin to hug Milotic tightly as another moan escaped her though whether from pain or pleasure was unclear, the echo distorted the sound and made it difficult to decipher. That and the noise the bubbles she produced made. Milotic groaned again when he finally hilted, River also produced a long pleasured sigh as his smooth flesh tickled her penetrated sex. Milotic had thought her inner walls were tight around his tongue but around his tapered member it was like being locked in a death grip. Her sex was clamping down so tightly he thought she might have been about to climax once more.
Fully erect Milotic's masculinity stretched her virgin walls to their absolute limit, the tip buried firmly in her heated core. The two of them were now locked in lovers embrace, fully intertwined and intimately linked. Claiming each others virginity the took long shaky breaths as Milotic loosened his gripping hold enough to withdraw a portion of himself from the core of her femininity eliciting a shudder from his young lover.
Milotic proceeded to press his withdrawn length back inside to the hilt before repeating again and again, adding a slightly faster pull out with every thrust. Soon torrents of bubbles were ascending from both of them as murky fluids escaped their interwoven sexes. More and more of the juices escaped with every inward thrust and soon their union was almost completely shrouded in a milky white cloud. River's tight walls clamped down with an all new intensity as a more voluminous and intense stream of her ejaculate escaped her occupied confines. More, faster rhythmic pulsing was steadily pushing Milotic closer to the edge as an intense tingling began to consume him, instinctively he became more vigorous in his thrusting causing both of the to vocalize a little louder.
River screamed as a seconds orgasm wracked her frame through and through sending additional jolts onto Milotic, now dangerously close to the widely sought edge. Thrusting faster still Milotic was lost to the incredible pleasure was an almost numb feeling consumed him, harder and faster his masculinity pressed as deep as was possible for either of them. River's moans were also getting louder and louder. Finally she screamed one last time, the loudest yet, as Milotic found release in her feminine core.
His entire body went rigid as River's walls convulsed and spasmed violently, silently begging for every drop of seed he was now shooting into her. Thick ropes of the stuff almost immediately filled her to the brim, diluted expulsions added to the thin cloud that surround them as more and more of his sperm was pumped into her. Her breathing also became ragged as torrents of bubbles, grunts and moans escaped both of their spasmic forms.
Intimately linked and physically intertwined their bliss lasted for what could have easily been a lifetime as far as Milotic and River were concerned. The entire time jet after jet of his seed filled her womb and failing that was squeezed out around his intruding organ to cloud their hazy surroundings. A streak of the polluted water etched the flowing current as their ejaculations were washed away with each passing moment.
When his head was clear enough to notice Milotic realized that his and River's heartbeats were perfectly in sync, beating as one through their union. The only thing in his mind now were thoughts of his beloved mate, how beautiful she was. My little River. He looked to see her eyes were locked onto his. My little River... My beloved mate. Reflexively he kissed her again, equally as passionately as before. My beloved River. When they disengaged a few bubbles escaped from between their lips, Milotic continued his affections by nuzzling River's cheek before whispering to himself and into her ear. "My precious River."Chapter End Notes:There you go, hope you enjoyed