Based on a Pic by Iveechan
Author Note: Since the contest is over, I see no harm in sharing the story I entered in it. I hope you enjoy it, it's much longer than a "Forgotten Instincts" episode ;)
Fateful Encounter
Based on a Pic by Iveechan
By Darfix
Deep within the thick, lush forests of Hoenn, a pack of Manectrics and Electrikes were getting ready for a grand celebration. The Alpha male of a nearby Ursaring tribe had been defeated in battle, and the trophy was taken by none other than Kalaur, the bravest and strongest Manectric in the tribe.
For a long time now this area has been untouched by humans, the result being some species of Pokémon growing so large in number that conflicts often arose over things such as territory, personal vendettas, or even rights to mating a particular female. As such, the electric canines found themselves in a bitter conflict against one particular tribe of Ursaring, which was now rendered without an Alpha male.
With such a victory to his name, Kalaur quickly became the envy of his rival males, as well as a sex icon to the females who would be coming into season soon. That is to say, most females who would be coming into season...
As several of the warrior Manectrics feed on the Ursaring carcass, Iuxsar, the leader of the tribe of electric canines, finds himself approaching his daughter, Fierya, a young Electrike.
"My, he sure is an amazing dog, is he not, Fierya?" the older male asks his offspring as he approaches to her side and sits down with her to watch the aftermath of the festivity.
Fierya shrugs her shoulders a little; seemingly paying no heed to the attention Kalaur is gathering with the jealous males and anxious females, "He's always been popular, father," she speaks, "Now he just has more to brag about..." she speaks softly while giving her tail a light flick in noticeable displeasure.
The male Manectric laughs a bit at his daughter's response, "Surely you think any female would be lucky to be his mate, don't you?" he questions, glancing down at her curiously.
Fierya sighs, glancing at her forepaws, "...someone his age, maybe." she answers jadedly.
Again her father has a slight chuckle to himself, "You know your mother was a bit younger than I when we became mates...age is only a minor factor to consider when looking for a partner. Kalaur would make a find mate. His female would never have to worry, even in these times. She would be the safest of all of her kind I would think."
Fierya rolls over onto her back with a sigh, gazing up at the stars, "...is there a point to this speech, father?"
"...Fierya, I'm just trying to think what is best for you. You're coming of age, and I'd like to think, in my passing that my little girl is well taken care of. I'd like to think she has a male that could bring her many healthy litters of pups. Since your mother died, Iâ�""
The young Electrike rises to her paws to interrupt her father, "I know you're trying to help, but I think I should be allowed to choose when I'm ready, and who I wish to take as a mate...and, I know thatâ�"it's been hard for you to play the role of both parents, but...I'm growing up now...I can make my own decisions!"
"Fierya, it's been customary for centuries for our kind to be paired based on the parents' wishes. With that being said, I will mention my interest to match you with Kalaur tomorrow when he has rested..."
"Father!" she yells to him swiftly, only to be silenced promptly.
"I will not discuss it further, Fierya! You need a male stronger even I was...if I failed to keep your mother safe, Iâ�"I know the same could happen to you. That is why, I am pairing you with Kalaur; he will make sure you live a long and happy life..."
With a whimper, Fierya lowers her head. As her father begins to pad off, she speaks under her breath, "...mother would be furious with you if she knew you were doing this..."
This causes him to stop and turn to look over his shoulder at his daughter, "She's not here anymore because of my failure as a mate...I'm going to make it up to her by letting her rest comfortably knowing her daughter will not suffer the same fate as she did. Now, go get some rest...we all have a big day tomorrow..."
Fierya watches as her father's form disappears into the darkness. How would she be able to sleep with all that he said to her plaguing her mind? With a heavy sigh, she follows him to the dens with her head hung low...
"I've got to evolve today! I've got to evolve today!" a voice rings out through the forest as a male Houndour treks through the brush, seemingly looking for something. It is early morning the next day and the sun is shining bright, definitely an indication that it would turn out to be a good day. "...all I need is an opponent..." he whispers to himself, glancing from left to right with his head on a swivel as if he were some kind of skilled ninja.
Suddenly, there is a rustling in the bushes next to him that catches his attention. He snaps his head quickly towards the anomaly. "Aha, Theizu the Destroyer has spotted his prey..." he mumbles under his breath as he lowers his body and stealthily approaches the bush. When he feels he is close enough he pounces into the bush, managing to flush out a Caterpie. When the young Houndour sees what it is he had pounced, his smirk fades to a moping frown.
"Hey, buddy, what the hell do you think you're trying to do?!" questions the annoyed Caterpie as he squirms under Theizu's weight.
"Sorry, Iâ�"I'm just looking for someone to battle. I need to evolve to impress a girl..." the Houndour speaks in an apologetic manner, "I thought you were something bigger."
"What? You don't think I could kick your sorry tail, sonny?" the Caterpie questions, glaring up at his attacker, "I'll send you running with your tail between your legs! Come on, let's boogie!"
A bit of sweat forms at the side of Theizu's face as he witnesses such incongruity. He sighs and closes his eyes with a nervous smile, "At least Kierta isn't here to see this..." he thinks to himself.
Suddenly, a feminine voice from behind him startles the Houndour. "...Theizu, what're you doing to that poor Caterpie?" the voice asks with a tone of concern.
Theizu yips, tensing a bit, but before he can turn a masculine voice follows after the feminine voice.
"Heh, it seems he couldn't get one of our kind to play with him, so he resorted to interspecies relationships. Yaoi too by the look of things..." the voice speaks with an offensive laugh, as a male Houndoom's nose sniffs the scene curiously.
Theizu's self esteem had just plummeted like a young Natu trying to fly from its nest. "Lathar..." he groans, recognizing the male's voice.
As he turns around, he is greeted by the familiar face of Kierta, his longtime crush and puppy-hood sweet heart. At her side is another Houndoom, the muscular and popular Lathar. Seeing the two Houndooms together drops the Houndour's esteem another few levels. Finally, Theizu gathers the courage to speak.
"Kiâ�"Kierta! Iâ�"It's so nice to see you! Iâ�"I was just training, you know...to evolve into a Houndoom, like yourself!" he says with an enthusiastic and rapid nod.
A frown forms on the female's face, "...Theizu, I wanted to tell you that, well...Lathar and I have decided to become mates..."
The little Houndour's head cocks to the side a bit, "...what do you mean? Iâ�"thought you said we could...once I evolved..."
"Well, she got tired of waiting for you, champ...or should I say, chump?" Lathar teases, giving Kierta a big slopping lick on the cheek right in front of the now flabbergasted Houndour.
"I'm sorry, Theizu, you'll find somebody, someday...I promise," she insists, giving him one last lick on the nose which he seems unable to respond to.
"Don't bother, Kierta, seems he's already happy with his Caterpie concubine here."
By this time the Caterpie is fuming, "I'm nobody's bitch, Rover! How's about you and me dance right here, sucka?!" the enraged Caterpie challenges after working himself free from Theizu's weight.
"Don't make me laugh..." Lathar taunts with a sly smirk, "I've eaten things bigger than you, so why don't you make yourself even more useless and go crawl up a tree and evolve into a Metapod or something?"
"Why you!" the Caterpie yells, suddenly leaping at the large dog with a Tackle attack! This catches Theizu's attention, until the Caterpie collides with Lathar's fore leg and bounces off like a pebble against steel.
Lathar quirks a brow at this sight, "...quite the crazy lover you got their Thei, well, I've got some pups to make. See ya around," he comments with a grin, turning to walk off with his mate, Kierta.
"Kierta! Wait!" Theizu insists, bounding up to the fleeing Houndooms. "Iâ�"if I fought Lathar and won, I would surely evolve and show you how weak he is! I beg you, let me battle him to prove my love to you!"
Lathar rolls his eyes and shrugs his shoulders, "If you have a death wish, then fine. I thought that Caterpie stood a better chance than you, and look what happened to him. But if you want to make a bitch out of yourself, by all means, let's rumble!"
"No!" Kierta interjects, shaking her head in disapproval. "Leave him alone, Lathar...let's just go," she insists with a look that would convince any male.
"...puh, he's not worth it anyway..." Lathar insists, turning to complete his withdrawal with Theizu's girl.
"Ohâ�"I see how it is!" the Caterpie screams again, crawling passed Theizu in pursuit of Lathar and Kierta, "Sucker punch me, will ya?! I'll show you where the Ursaring shits in the WAH!"
The Caterpie's speech is cut short as he falls into a Diglett hole while trying to scamper away.
Theizu simply sighs and lowers his head in a sulking, defeated manner. He had lost his only crush since his puppy-hood, and to top of off he had been humiliated in front of her and her new mate. Sharing this moment with an overconfident Caterpie didn't make this moment anymore enjoyable either.
Conversely, on the other neck of the woods, Fierya sits alone, gazing out at the immeasurable beauty of the forest just outside her family's den. A pair of eyes watches her from her right flank, as the Manectric Kalaur emerges from his den, performing a silent maneuver that would result in him stepping up behind the unwary Electrike.
Slowly, Fierya's eyes begin to close as she evidently is thinking of something, either pleasurable or perhaps stressful? However, she suddenly hears movement to her right, causing her eyes to shoot open and her head to turn rapidly to see who insisted upon getting this close! Her worry fades when she sees it is none other than Kalaur, well, most of her worry fades...
"What's a beautiful young Electrike like yourself doing up so early? Is something on your mind?" he questions with a fairly naughty expression on his features.
This causes Fierya to clench her teeth a little as she catches the demeanor of his apparent intentions out of the corner of her eyes, "...I take it my father spoke with you already..." she says rather unequivocally.
Kalaur chuckles a little bit, "I have to admit, the thought of being with someone so much younger than myself, andâ�"well, smaller than myself. It's kind of kinky, don't you think?" he questions, raising a paw to touch her backside a little.
He gets a slight flinch as Fierya pulls back from his touch, "I'm not ready to commit myself to anyone..." she replies callously.
The male laughs again at her response, "How long do you need, hon? I can wait until you're a little older if you want, well...for the mating part at least."
A bead of sweat forms at the side of the Electrike's head as she gazes up at Kalaur, "Mating!? Hehâ�"heh, being rather blunt aren't we...?"
He gives a shrug, "Well, according to your father's wishes, he'd hoped we'd begin courtship today, which suits me just fine, but if you feel you're not ready, I can hold out on mating for a little bit..." he says with a grin.
"Kalaur..." she speaks, "What if I told you I'm not in love with you...?"
The Manectric frowns a bit, "...that's usually how matrimony goes, as your mate is chosen for you and you have to learn to love them. Trust me, I hadn't really thought that you'd be chosen for me, but I'm more than eager to give it a shot..."
Fierya sighs, lowering her head, realizing that evading the eventual consummation with this Manectric would be inevitable. "...could I at least have some time alone to think about it?" she asks hopefully.
"Aww, sure thing, partner..." he speaks with a bit of a wink as he leans over to lick her messily on the maw. It is at this time, Fierya notices well over seven inches pointing up from between his legs! Cripes! He was getting all aroused just by talking to her! She tries to focus her gaze upward nervously, but locks eyes with the stimulated male. He gives her quite the suggestive grin after seeing the look on her face.
"That will be yours someday, something to look forward too," he says with the toothy grin still stuck to his features, now licking his chops. "Mm, I cannot wait for you to show me yours," he adds before standing up to walk off. "Do try to think fast, love, I'm not sure if I can keep my sanity if I force myself not to claim you...heh," he says, his voice trailing off as he makes his withdrawal.
Having been left in a state of mixed emotions, Fierya can only stare as the Manectric flees. When she comes to, she notices a dainty bit of saliva had worked its way down her little maw. With a slight whimper, she raises the top of her left paw to wipe the dew from her lips. "...damn Manectric..." she mumbles under her breath, mainly angry at herself for actually becoming aroused by his length.
With another sigh of frustration, she turns to the depths of the woods and begins to pad out into the vastness of the wilderness. She had to get away from the tension plaguing her mind...
Though her path might look random and not thought out to an observer, she knew where she was going; to the one place she knew she could receive the comfort she desperately needed at this moment...her mother's final resting place.
The Electrike finds herself walking up to a lone tree, separated from the other trees only because of the small amount of the sun's rays that manage to breach the canopy bed above. The tree also has a slight carving in the bark that had slightly deteriorated over time. The marking resembles that of a heart cut in two, carved out by the claws of a Manectric. It symbolizes the torn heart of her father and her mother due to her passing. The part that chills Fierya to the bone, is the fact burnt into her mind that this is the tree they found her mother lying against before she died. Blood soaked from wounds only deliverable from that of an Ursaring's claws. She can almost still smell the scent of fresh blood.
The young Electrike hangs her head low as she lies down next to this tree, "...mother, I really need some advice now..." she whispers softly, "Father, insists upon mating me off to Kalaur, but, I want nothing to do with him..."
A bit of silence passes as a bit of a breeze picks up. The increase in wind speed causes Fierya to lift her head, noticing many dead leaves being blown to the east. Her eyes fix themselves onto the symbol carved into the tree. She suddenly feels compelled to wander in the direction the leaves have gone. Upon closer inspection, she notices a stream in the east. "...well, I am kind of thirsty..." she speaks to herself, sighing a bit in the assumption that the wind was not her mother's doings, though she figured that would end up being the case...
Struggling against the many emotions plaguing her mind, she forces herself back up to all fours and begins to pad briskly towards the stream. To her curio, she notices the leaves stopping right at the water's edge. The wind suddenly dies as well, which definitely is something that wouldn't go unnoticed. She looks up at the sky, her speed decreasing to a slow stride as she gazes up. The sun is still shining, but it feels almost as if a presence is watching her. "...mother..." she whispers under her breath, mainly to herself.
Still wondering if her mother was trying to tell her something, she continues her path to the water's edge, sitting herself down in the area the leaves had accumulated mostly. She finds the area to be quite beautiful and gazes out at the water. The wind that had run previously kept little ripples on the water still which added to the effect.
With a gentle sigh, she lies down at the rim of the stream, her fore paws gently dipping into the water. Closing her eyes, she says, "I'm here, mother...why is it you want me here?"
Across the stream, Theizu wanders to his side of the water's edge with his head hung low. Indeed, an abysmal day for the young male. His mind was freed from the desire to evolve, what reasons did he have to gain strength and power now anyway? With more than a million thoughts racing through his head, he finally surrenders and collapses at the eastern edge of the little river, oblivious to the Electrike on the other side.
Fierya's head ascends as she hears a soft thud in the slight distance. Her eyes fall upon a Houndour, looking about as depressed as she. She pauses for a moment, looking off to the side as thinks to herself a bit. It'd probably be better than being alone and perhaps with luck they could help each other with their despair? Working up the courage, Fierya releases a soft bark to get his attention.
On the other side of the stream, Theizu's ears twitch to the sound of a canine bark. With a hint of curiosity he raises his skull to have a look around. Almost instantly, his oculars fall upon the green furred female across the stream. In a hint of shock he replies back with a bark of acknowledgement.
Almost instantly, Theizu's interest is getting to the other side of the water barrier. Observantly, he notices several stones lain out across the water, making a sort of bridge to the other side. Hey, his day couldn't possibly get worse!
Fierya's head cocks to the side when she observes the male leaping from one rock to the other, on a path to the other side of the river. She grows a little nervous at first, but also quite excited to meet this Houndour. It'd be a first for her to meet one.
With a courageous leap he lands right in front of her, forcing her to take a step back so he could clear his landing. He immediately takes on a bold expression, giving a bit of a smirk, "How's it going on your side of the river?" he asks mysteriously.
Indeed, his entrance couldn't go unnoticed, and Fierya has to blush a little, "Heh, it seems it's going about the same over here, for me, as it is for you...you looked sad over there, can I ask what is wrong?"
"Wrong?" Theizu asks with a hint of a frown, "...the girl I thought was going to be my mate...left me for a blasted Houndoom. Iâ�"promised her I would evolve, butâ�"she did not wait...why? What's eating you?"
Seeming sorry to hear his story, she can somewhat understand where he's coming from. "...oh, well...my father insists that I become mates with this masculine Manectric. He's...like a hero to our tribe, but I want nothing to do with him. To be honest, I don't even know if we couldâ�"" she trails off, perhaps not wanting to get THAT personal with a total stranger.
Theizu grins a bit, nodding his head, "...no need to explain, lass, my name's Theizu. What may I ask is yours?"
"Fierya..." she replies timidly, looking up into his eyes in a manner to fit her demeanor.
"That's quite a lovely name you have there..." he answers back, his tail wagging a little bit, "...so it seems we're both having mate troubles? That's a shame...too bad we both can't get what we want..." he adds, not really thinking about it at first. She seemed to want someone her own size and he was turned down because of his size. The engine was running, but nobody was behind the wheel...
Fierya gives a bit of a nod, "...yeah, that's...a bummer isn't it..." she speaks, finding her mind drifting elsewhere and her eyes noticing his rather attractive figure. For even a Houndour's standards, he is quite fit. Not overly muscular, but not chubby or too thin either. His chest and chest fur seems to be what has her attention mostly, she'd just like to bury her head into his warm chest for comfort right now...
"Though, I do find it ironic..." he speaks, "...that you turned down a male because he was too large and that I was turned down because I'm too small. Heh, what a cruel world we live in, hmm?" he asks, keeping his eyes closed as he speaks in an effort to look much stronger and brave than he might actually be. In doing so, he notices the wind picking up a little, causing him to catch a faint scent moments after.
What Fierya failed to detect was she had slowly begun to enter her pre-heat stage when she woke up this morning. Would she have put the pieces together, this would explain why she found herself drooling over Kalaur's displayed bits. This would also explain why she was losing herself in this new male's body...
Theizu sniffs a little more, opening his eyes to gaze at her. Catching her in a bit of a daze, he frowns, "...hey, are you alright?" he asks, waving one of his forepaws in front of her face, snapping her out of it.
"Oh, um...fine, I'm sorry, I guess I was day dreaming..." she replies, blushing significantly in embarrassment. That was smooth! She whimpers a little bit as she feels she made a fool of herself.
"And what is that smell?" Theizu asks, frustrated that he cannot pinpoint it. The wind kept at a steady pace, continuing to transport Fierya's scent right in the Houndour's direction. "And gosh we've been having strange weather..." he thinks to himself as he follows his nose in attempt to track down whatever was producing this, surprisingly arousing aroma.
Fierya blinks as she watches him sniffing the ground next to her. "...um, I don't smell anything..." she speaks, lifting her head to sniff the air a little bit in attempt to help him search for the source.
"Its close byâ�"whatever it is..." he states, coming up along behind her.
Still sitting down where she was when he first leapt over to her, she finds herself leaning back a little, partially in attempt to give him more room, though consciously she was nervous of making physical contact with his body.
However, Theizu's common sense and concentration was quickly diminished due to the seducing effects of a female's estrus, even if it was still very light. The trail leads him to her tail and backside...but he does not stop tracking his prey. "I think you'reâ�"sitting on it..."
Fierya yips in complete surprise at his blunt and invasive behavior, quickly rising to all fours to let him have a look. Maybe she was just sitting on something, or maybeâ�"
"Iâ�"think it's you..." he notifies her softly, still not stopping. Fierya can feel his cold, wet nose trailing up her calves and soon her thighs. This causes her entire body to tremble a little and become quite tense. Her eyes slam shut and her teeth clamp together as the pleasure soon becomes quite noticeable and light begins to shine down on her increasing desires.
Would the imperceptive Houndour have figured it out by now and withdrew his pursuit, things might have returned back to normal. However, his snout is persistent and soon Fierya can feel a chilling moisture over her warm folds as his nose finds its mark. The reaction slowly causes her head to rock back as a soft coo of bliss escapes her lungs.
It doesn't take too long for Theizu's concentration to return in some measure, now realizing where his nose was and that the fragrance was from Fierya's flower. With moderate uneasiness, he speaks nonchalantly, "...Fierya, Iâ�"think you're going into heat..."
Well that certainly painted a pretty picture. Fierya manages to turn her head enough to gaze over her shoulders at the Houndour, her expression showing many emotions all at once. "Theizu...I, I've never beenâ�"before...I don't know what to do...my mind is telling me so many things all at once..."
"...well, Fierya..." he speaks considerately, "...there is one feeling Iâ�"can sense from you now, and that is that I know you're enjoying my touch...and you know what? I am...enjoying yours as well..." he blushes in admittance.
"But, Iâ�"don't know if it's me...that wants this to continue, orâ�"something inside of me controlling my thoughts...we just met!" she exclaims, sighing heavily.
Theizu gives a reassuring nod, closing his eyes as he gently flaps his tongue leisurely over her moistening folds in an effort to cast her vote in his favor.
Her muscles instantly tighten up even further on account of his persistence, her body vacillating due to the tension and satisfaction, "Thâ�"Theizu, please...don't..." she manages to speak at but a whisper, barely audible even to his ears.
Notwithstanding his sensitive ears picking up her request, he knows only a little more foreplay would send her begging for him to take her. His tongue courses over her flesh again, this time slowly dipping passed the pedals of her sex, inserting a warm saliva coated tongue into her box.
Her hind legs cave a little, forcing her hind quarters down a couple of inches as a louder moan exhales from her mouth along side a pleading whimper...
Theizu can sense the tip of his pink phallus poking out from its protective sheath. The scent and first paw experience along side her body language giving him such an arousal that he knew there would be no escaping it. He raises one of his paws to firmly clasp over her rear end just above her tail. This gives him enough grip to keep her a little more steady while he probes her interior.
"Theizu!" she calls to him, already her voice is becoming hazy from the series of light, but rapid pants escaping her muzzle.
Gradually the Houndour works his tongue out of her vagina; the mixture of saliva and feminine cum causing a bit of a strand to dangle from the tip of his tongue to the entrance of her sex. This only fuels his stimulation and causes his length to become stiff enough to begin the raid on her stronghold. Instincts begin to take over as he raises himself to place his tummy against her back. He manages to move his mouth close enough to her ear to speak, "...don't you worry, Fierya, I'm going to take good care of you..."
Her eyes begin to glisten a little in result of her being unsure of how to deal with this pleasure. Her instincts are a little late, but slowly kicking in.
With Theizu's words off his chest, he tries positioning the tip of his prick against her wet, warm flower. In doing so, his entire phallus works its way from between her hind legs, all the way up her backside, until finally finding its mark; the trail being much more of a tease for both parties than anything else.
With excitement engulfing his entire mentality, he begins his plunge into her depths, pushing passed the first line of resistance and meeting the tight walls of a virgin pussy head on.
Both Theizu and Fierya grit their teeth together as the feeling of her slick, wet walls begin to caress his penetrating rod like a Houndoom's maw wrapped around a large soup bone. Theizu sharply thrusts forward to break her barrier, finding himself licking the back of her neck to ease her pain after hearing her shriek. "Iâ�"I'm sorry..." he whispers; his affectionate licking seeming to ease her of the excruciating pain.
By now, there was enough lubrication from his tongue, her heat, and now her broken virginity to keep the duration of the love making at a steady pace. As he rears back to gain the momentum for his next series of thrusts, both sides coo a little at the feeling of the combined liquids sloshing together.
In a rage of hormonal imbalance, Theizu does not falter on driving himself in much quicker and harder the second time around. His pull back and reinsertion is also much quicker as he continues to love making at a swift in and out pace now.
Fierya's eyes are now clenched shut like a Kingler's claws over its prey as the combination of pain and pleasure force her maw shut in an equally unyielding manner. By now a bit of saliva had begun to dangle from her lips. Surprising her a bit, she feels as some fluid dribbles onto her head from above. Theizu was drooling a little as well due to the sex numbing some of their senses.
Fierya is once again surprised, as with Theizu's next thrust into her, pulling back out becomes impossible and both sides are met with a sharp strike of mild pain. His knot had become thick enough to grab hold, rendering the male locked to the female. The new sensation forces Theizu's cock to release a squirt of pre cum into her, giving both more lube to increase the passion.
"Oh, Theizu!" Fierya manages to force out of her tired body.
Theizu's chin is now resting on her right shoulder as fatigue consumes him, but he still manages to keep his thrusting deep and strong, "...Fieryaâ�""
By now the pleasure had reached its peak for the Electrike. With a burst of mild static shocks coursing through and out of her body, she rears her head back as she climaxes; an eruption of warm, water-like juice shrouding Theizu's engulfed meat, basking it in her cum.
"...oh god..." the male quips, his fore paws clasping tightly to her waist as he lets loose a half dozen shots of his seed right into her cervix, one right after the other, hot Fire type cream filling her needy cunny.
With Theizu dog tired, and her energy sapped, Fierya collapses onto her tummy, bringing her tied mate down on top of her. Both panting up a storm, sweat gleaming off their fur in various places.
The flood of sentiments slowly begins to mesh into a feeling of affinity for the other. Theizu manages to lick her right cheek gently, "...Fierya, never...have I shared such a great time...with another in my life..."
The Electrike blushes quite much so, nodding her head in reply, "...I, I know, Theizu...I enjoyed thatâ�"with you more than I would have with any Manectric...or Electrike. Theizu...please, stay with me...and be my mate..." she whispers, her eyes still closed.
With a warm smile he manages to lick again, this time over the top of her head, "...I wouldn't dream of leaving your side...I love you, Fierya..."
With a contented sigh and smile, Fierya murrs, "Mm, I love you too..."
The End...?
Based on a Pic by Iveechan
By Darfix
Deep within the thick, lush forests of Hoenn, a pack of Manectrics and Electrikes were getting ready for a grand celebration. The Alpha male of a nearby Ursaring tribe had been defeated in battle, and the trophy was taken by none other than Kalaur, the bravest and strongest Manectric in the tribe.
For a long time now this area has been untouched by humans, the result being some species of Pokémon growing so large in number that conflicts often arose over things such as territory, personal vendettas, or even rights to mating a particular female. As such, the electric canines found themselves in a bitter conflict against one particular tribe of Ursaring, which was now rendered without an Alpha male.
With such a victory to his name, Kalaur quickly became the envy of his rival males, as well as a sex icon to the females who would be coming into season soon. That is to say, most females who would be coming into season...
As several of the warrior Manectrics feed on the Ursaring carcass, Iuxsar, the leader of the tribe of electric canines, finds himself approaching his daughter, Fierya, a young Electrike.
"My, he sure is an amazing dog, is he not, Fierya?" the older male asks his offspring as he approaches to her side and sits down with her to watch the aftermath of the festivity.
Fierya shrugs her shoulders a little; seemingly paying no heed to the attention Kalaur is gathering with the jealous males and anxious females, "He's always been popular, father," she speaks, "Now he just has more to brag about..." she speaks softly while giving her tail a light flick in noticeable displeasure.
The male Manectric laughs a bit at his daughter's response, "Surely you think any female would be lucky to be his mate, don't you?" he questions, glancing down at her curiously.
Fierya sighs, glancing at her forepaws, "...someone his age, maybe." she answers jadedly.
Again her father has a slight chuckle to himself, "You know your mother was a bit younger than I when we became mates...age is only a minor factor to consider when looking for a partner. Kalaur would make a find mate. His female would never have to worry, even in these times. She would be the safest of all of her kind I would think."
Fierya rolls over onto her back with a sigh, gazing up at the stars, "...is there a point to this speech, father?"
"...Fierya, I'm just trying to think what is best for you. You're coming of age, and I'd like to think, in my passing that my little girl is well taken care of. I'd like to think she has a male that could bring her many healthy litters of pups. Since your mother died, Iâ�""
The young Electrike rises to her paws to interrupt her father, "I know you're trying to help, but I think I should be allowed to choose when I'm ready, and who I wish to take as a mate...and, I know thatâ�"it's been hard for you to play the role of both parents, but...I'm growing up now...I can make my own decisions!"
"Fierya, it's been customary for centuries for our kind to be paired based on the parents' wishes. With that being said, I will mention my interest to match you with Kalaur tomorrow when he has rested..."
"Father!" she yells to him swiftly, only to be silenced promptly.
"I will not discuss it further, Fierya! You need a male stronger even I was...if I failed to keep your mother safe, Iâ�"I know the same could happen to you. That is why, I am pairing you with Kalaur; he will make sure you live a long and happy life..."
With a whimper, Fierya lowers her head. As her father begins to pad off, she speaks under her breath, "...mother would be furious with you if she knew you were doing this..."
This causes him to stop and turn to look over his shoulder at his daughter, "She's not here anymore because of my failure as a mate...I'm going to make it up to her by letting her rest comfortably knowing her daughter will not suffer the same fate as she did. Now, go get some rest...we all have a big day tomorrow..."
Fierya watches as her father's form disappears into the darkness. How would she be able to sleep with all that he said to her plaguing her mind? With a heavy sigh, she follows him to the dens with her head hung low...
"I've got to evolve today! I've got to evolve today!" a voice rings out through the forest as a male Houndour treks through the brush, seemingly looking for something. It is early morning the next day and the sun is shining bright, definitely an indication that it would turn out to be a good day. "...all I need is an opponent..." he whispers to himself, glancing from left to right with his head on a swivel as if he were some kind of skilled ninja.
Suddenly, there is a rustling in the bushes next to him that catches his attention. He snaps his head quickly towards the anomaly. "Aha, Theizu the Destroyer has spotted his prey..." he mumbles under his breath as he lowers his body and stealthily approaches the bush. When he feels he is close enough he pounces into the bush, managing to flush out a Caterpie. When the young Houndour sees what it is he had pounced, his smirk fades to a moping frown.
"Hey, buddy, what the hell do you think you're trying to do?!" questions the annoyed Caterpie as he squirms under Theizu's weight.
"Sorry, Iâ�"I'm just looking for someone to battle. I need to evolve to impress a girl..." the Houndour speaks in an apologetic manner, "I thought you were something bigger."
"What? You don't think I could kick your sorry tail, sonny?" the Caterpie questions, glaring up at his attacker, "I'll send you running with your tail between your legs! Come on, let's boogie!"
A bit of sweat forms at the side of Theizu's face as he witnesses such incongruity. He sighs and closes his eyes with a nervous smile, "At least Kierta isn't here to see this..." he thinks to himself.
Suddenly, a feminine voice from behind him startles the Houndour. "...Theizu, what're you doing to that poor Caterpie?" the voice asks with a tone of concern.
Theizu yips, tensing a bit, but before he can turn a masculine voice follows after the feminine voice.
"Heh, it seems he couldn't get one of our kind to play with him, so he resorted to interspecies relationships. Yaoi too by the look of things..." the voice speaks with an offensive laugh, as a male Houndoom's nose sniffs the scene curiously.
Theizu's self esteem had just plummeted like a young Natu trying to fly from its nest. "Lathar..." he groans, recognizing the male's voice.
As he turns around, he is greeted by the familiar face of Kierta, his longtime crush and puppy-hood sweet heart. At her side is another Houndoom, the muscular and popular Lathar. Seeing the two Houndooms together drops the Houndour's esteem another few levels. Finally, Theizu gathers the courage to speak.
"Kiâ�"Kierta! Iâ�"It's so nice to see you! Iâ�"I was just training, you know...to evolve into a Houndoom, like yourself!" he says with an enthusiastic and rapid nod.
A frown forms on the female's face, "...Theizu, I wanted to tell you that, well...Lathar and I have decided to become mates..."
The little Houndour's head cocks to the side a bit, "...what do you mean? Iâ�"thought you said we could...once I evolved..."
"Well, she got tired of waiting for you, champ...or should I say, chump?" Lathar teases, giving Kierta a big slopping lick on the cheek right in front of the now flabbergasted Houndour.
"I'm sorry, Theizu, you'll find somebody, someday...I promise," she insists, giving him one last lick on the nose which he seems unable to respond to.
"Don't bother, Kierta, seems he's already happy with his Caterpie concubine here."
By this time the Caterpie is fuming, "I'm nobody's bitch, Rover! How's about you and me dance right here, sucka?!" the enraged Caterpie challenges after working himself free from Theizu's weight.
"Don't make me laugh..." Lathar taunts with a sly smirk, "I've eaten things bigger than you, so why don't you make yourself even more useless and go crawl up a tree and evolve into a Metapod or something?"
"Why you!" the Caterpie yells, suddenly leaping at the large dog with a Tackle attack! This catches Theizu's attention, until the Caterpie collides with Lathar's fore leg and bounces off like a pebble against steel.
Lathar quirks a brow at this sight, "...quite the crazy lover you got their Thei, well, I've got some pups to make. See ya around," he comments with a grin, turning to walk off with his mate, Kierta.
"Kierta! Wait!" Theizu insists, bounding up to the fleeing Houndooms. "Iâ�"if I fought Lathar and won, I would surely evolve and show you how weak he is! I beg you, let me battle him to prove my love to you!"
Lathar rolls his eyes and shrugs his shoulders, "If you have a death wish, then fine. I thought that Caterpie stood a better chance than you, and look what happened to him. But if you want to make a bitch out of yourself, by all means, let's rumble!"
"No!" Kierta interjects, shaking her head in disapproval. "Leave him alone, Lathar...let's just go," she insists with a look that would convince any male.
"...puh, he's not worth it anyway..." Lathar insists, turning to complete his withdrawal with Theizu's girl.
"Ohâ�"I see how it is!" the Caterpie screams again, crawling passed Theizu in pursuit of Lathar and Kierta, "Sucker punch me, will ya?! I'll show you where the Ursaring shits in the WAH!"
The Caterpie's speech is cut short as he falls into a Diglett hole while trying to scamper away.
Theizu simply sighs and lowers his head in a sulking, defeated manner. He had lost his only crush since his puppy-hood, and to top of off he had been humiliated in front of her and her new mate. Sharing this moment with an overconfident Caterpie didn't make this moment anymore enjoyable either.
Conversely, on the other neck of the woods, Fierya sits alone, gazing out at the immeasurable beauty of the forest just outside her family's den. A pair of eyes watches her from her right flank, as the Manectric Kalaur emerges from his den, performing a silent maneuver that would result in him stepping up behind the unwary Electrike.
Slowly, Fierya's eyes begin to close as she evidently is thinking of something, either pleasurable or perhaps stressful? However, she suddenly hears movement to her right, causing her eyes to shoot open and her head to turn rapidly to see who insisted upon getting this close! Her worry fades when she sees it is none other than Kalaur, well, most of her worry fades...
"What's a beautiful young Electrike like yourself doing up so early? Is something on your mind?" he questions with a fairly naughty expression on his features.
This causes Fierya to clench her teeth a little as she catches the demeanor of his apparent intentions out of the corner of her eyes, "...I take it my father spoke with you already..." she says rather unequivocally.
Kalaur chuckles a little bit, "I have to admit, the thought of being with someone so much younger than myself, andâ�"well, smaller than myself. It's kind of kinky, don't you think?" he questions, raising a paw to touch her backside a little.
He gets a slight flinch as Fierya pulls back from his touch, "I'm not ready to commit myself to anyone..." she replies callously.
The male laughs again at her response, "How long do you need, hon? I can wait until you're a little older if you want, well...for the mating part at least."
A bead of sweat forms at the side of the Electrike's head as she gazes up at Kalaur, "Mating!? Hehâ�"heh, being rather blunt aren't we...?"
He gives a shrug, "Well, according to your father's wishes, he'd hoped we'd begin courtship today, which suits me just fine, but if you feel you're not ready, I can hold out on mating for a little bit..." he says with a grin.
"Kalaur..." she speaks, "What if I told you I'm not in love with you...?"
The Manectric frowns a bit, "...that's usually how matrimony goes, as your mate is chosen for you and you have to learn to love them. Trust me, I hadn't really thought that you'd be chosen for me, but I'm more than eager to give it a shot..."
Fierya sighs, lowering her head, realizing that evading the eventual consummation with this Manectric would be inevitable. "...could I at least have some time alone to think about it?" she asks hopefully.
"Aww, sure thing, partner..." he speaks with a bit of a wink as he leans over to lick her messily on the maw. It is at this time, Fierya notices well over seven inches pointing up from between his legs! Cripes! He was getting all aroused just by talking to her! She tries to focus her gaze upward nervously, but locks eyes with the stimulated male. He gives her quite the suggestive grin after seeing the look on her face.
"That will be yours someday, something to look forward too," he says with the toothy grin still stuck to his features, now licking his chops. "Mm, I cannot wait for you to show me yours," he adds before standing up to walk off. "Do try to think fast, love, I'm not sure if I can keep my sanity if I force myself not to claim you...heh," he says, his voice trailing off as he makes his withdrawal.
Having been left in a state of mixed emotions, Fierya can only stare as the Manectric flees. When she comes to, she notices a dainty bit of saliva had worked its way down her little maw. With a slight whimper, she raises the top of her left paw to wipe the dew from her lips. "...damn Manectric..." she mumbles under her breath, mainly angry at herself for actually becoming aroused by his length.
With another sigh of frustration, she turns to the depths of the woods and begins to pad out into the vastness of the wilderness. She had to get away from the tension plaguing her mind...
Though her path might look random and not thought out to an observer, she knew where she was going; to the one place she knew she could receive the comfort she desperately needed at this moment...her mother's final resting place.
The Electrike finds herself walking up to a lone tree, separated from the other trees only because of the small amount of the sun's rays that manage to breach the canopy bed above. The tree also has a slight carving in the bark that had slightly deteriorated over time. The marking resembles that of a heart cut in two, carved out by the claws of a Manectric. It symbolizes the torn heart of her father and her mother due to her passing. The part that chills Fierya to the bone, is the fact burnt into her mind that this is the tree they found her mother lying against before she died. Blood soaked from wounds only deliverable from that of an Ursaring's claws. She can almost still smell the scent of fresh blood.
The young Electrike hangs her head low as she lies down next to this tree, "...mother, I really need some advice now..." she whispers softly, "Father, insists upon mating me off to Kalaur, but, I want nothing to do with him..."
A bit of silence passes as a bit of a breeze picks up. The increase in wind speed causes Fierya to lift her head, noticing many dead leaves being blown to the east. Her eyes fix themselves onto the symbol carved into the tree. She suddenly feels compelled to wander in the direction the leaves have gone. Upon closer inspection, she notices a stream in the east. "...well, I am kind of thirsty..." she speaks to herself, sighing a bit in the assumption that the wind was not her mother's doings, though she figured that would end up being the case...
Struggling against the many emotions plaguing her mind, she forces herself back up to all fours and begins to pad briskly towards the stream. To her curio, she notices the leaves stopping right at the water's edge. The wind suddenly dies as well, which definitely is something that wouldn't go unnoticed. She looks up at the sky, her speed decreasing to a slow stride as she gazes up. The sun is still shining, but it feels almost as if a presence is watching her. "...mother..." she whispers under her breath, mainly to herself.
Still wondering if her mother was trying to tell her something, she continues her path to the water's edge, sitting herself down in the area the leaves had accumulated mostly. She finds the area to be quite beautiful and gazes out at the water. The wind that had run previously kept little ripples on the water still which added to the effect.
With a gentle sigh, she lies down at the rim of the stream, her fore paws gently dipping into the water. Closing her eyes, she says, "I'm here, mother...why is it you want me here?"
Across the stream, Theizu wanders to his side of the water's edge with his head hung low. Indeed, an abysmal day for the young male. His mind was freed from the desire to evolve, what reasons did he have to gain strength and power now anyway? With more than a million thoughts racing through his head, he finally surrenders and collapses at the eastern edge of the little river, oblivious to the Electrike on the other side.
Fierya's head ascends as she hears a soft thud in the slight distance. Her eyes fall upon a Houndour, looking about as depressed as she. She pauses for a moment, looking off to the side as thinks to herself a bit. It'd probably be better than being alone and perhaps with luck they could help each other with their despair? Working up the courage, Fierya releases a soft bark to get his attention.
On the other side of the stream, Theizu's ears twitch to the sound of a canine bark. With a hint of curiosity he raises his skull to have a look around. Almost instantly, his oculars fall upon the green furred female across the stream. In a hint of shock he replies back with a bark of acknowledgement.
Almost instantly, Theizu's interest is getting to the other side of the water barrier. Observantly, he notices several stones lain out across the water, making a sort of bridge to the other side. Hey, his day couldn't possibly get worse!
Fierya's head cocks to the side when she observes the male leaping from one rock to the other, on a path to the other side of the river. She grows a little nervous at first, but also quite excited to meet this Houndour. It'd be a first for her to meet one.
With a courageous leap he lands right in front of her, forcing her to take a step back so he could clear his landing. He immediately takes on a bold expression, giving a bit of a smirk, "How's it going on your side of the river?" he asks mysteriously.
Indeed, his entrance couldn't go unnoticed, and Fierya has to blush a little, "Heh, it seems it's going about the same over here, for me, as it is for you...you looked sad over there, can I ask what is wrong?"
"Wrong?" Theizu asks with a hint of a frown, "...the girl I thought was going to be my mate...left me for a blasted Houndoom. Iâ�"promised her I would evolve, butâ�"she did not wait...why? What's eating you?"
Seeming sorry to hear his story, she can somewhat understand where he's coming from. "...oh, well...my father insists that I become mates with this masculine Manectric. He's...like a hero to our tribe, but I want nothing to do with him. To be honest, I don't even know if we couldâ�"" she trails off, perhaps not wanting to get THAT personal with a total stranger.
Theizu grins a bit, nodding his head, "...no need to explain, lass, my name's Theizu. What may I ask is yours?"
"Fierya..." she replies timidly, looking up into his eyes in a manner to fit her demeanor.
"That's quite a lovely name you have there..." he answers back, his tail wagging a little bit, "...so it seems we're both having mate troubles? That's a shame...too bad we both can't get what we want..." he adds, not really thinking about it at first. She seemed to want someone her own size and he was turned down because of his size. The engine was running, but nobody was behind the wheel...
Fierya gives a bit of a nod, "...yeah, that's...a bummer isn't it..." she speaks, finding her mind drifting elsewhere and her eyes noticing his rather attractive figure. For even a Houndour's standards, he is quite fit. Not overly muscular, but not chubby or too thin either. His chest and chest fur seems to be what has her attention mostly, she'd just like to bury her head into his warm chest for comfort right now...
"Though, I do find it ironic..." he speaks, "...that you turned down a male because he was too large and that I was turned down because I'm too small. Heh, what a cruel world we live in, hmm?" he asks, keeping his eyes closed as he speaks in an effort to look much stronger and brave than he might actually be. In doing so, he notices the wind picking up a little, causing him to catch a faint scent moments after.
What Fierya failed to detect was she had slowly begun to enter her pre-heat stage when she woke up this morning. Would she have put the pieces together, this would explain why she found herself drooling over Kalaur's displayed bits. This would also explain why she was losing herself in this new male's body...
Theizu sniffs a little more, opening his eyes to gaze at her. Catching her in a bit of a daze, he frowns, "...hey, are you alright?" he asks, waving one of his forepaws in front of her face, snapping her out of it.
"Oh, um...fine, I'm sorry, I guess I was day dreaming..." she replies, blushing significantly in embarrassment. That was smooth! She whimpers a little bit as she feels she made a fool of herself.
"And what is that smell?" Theizu asks, frustrated that he cannot pinpoint it. The wind kept at a steady pace, continuing to transport Fierya's scent right in the Houndour's direction. "And gosh we've been having strange weather..." he thinks to himself as he follows his nose in attempt to track down whatever was producing this, surprisingly arousing aroma.
Fierya blinks as she watches him sniffing the ground next to her. "...um, I don't smell anything..." she speaks, lifting her head to sniff the air a little bit in attempt to help him search for the source.
"Its close byâ�"whatever it is..." he states, coming up along behind her.
Still sitting down where she was when he first leapt over to her, she finds herself leaning back a little, partially in attempt to give him more room, though consciously she was nervous of making physical contact with his body.
However, Theizu's common sense and concentration was quickly diminished due to the seducing effects of a female's estrus, even if it was still very light. The trail leads him to her tail and backside...but he does not stop tracking his prey. "I think you'reâ�"sitting on it..."
Fierya yips in complete surprise at his blunt and invasive behavior, quickly rising to all fours to let him have a look. Maybe she was just sitting on something, or maybeâ�"
"Iâ�"think it's you..." he notifies her softly, still not stopping. Fierya can feel his cold, wet nose trailing up her calves and soon her thighs. This causes her entire body to tremble a little and become quite tense. Her eyes slam shut and her teeth clamp together as the pleasure soon becomes quite noticeable and light begins to shine down on her increasing desires.
Would the imperceptive Houndour have figured it out by now and withdrew his pursuit, things might have returned back to normal. However, his snout is persistent and soon Fierya can feel a chilling moisture over her warm folds as his nose finds its mark. The reaction slowly causes her head to rock back as a soft coo of bliss escapes her lungs.
It doesn't take too long for Theizu's concentration to return in some measure, now realizing where his nose was and that the fragrance was from Fierya's flower. With moderate uneasiness, he speaks nonchalantly, "...Fierya, Iâ�"think you're going into heat..."
Well that certainly painted a pretty picture. Fierya manages to turn her head enough to gaze over her shoulders at the Houndour, her expression showing many emotions all at once. "Theizu...I, I've never beenâ�"before...I don't know what to do...my mind is telling me so many things all at once..."
"...well, Fierya..." he speaks considerately, "...there is one feeling Iâ�"can sense from you now, and that is that I know you're enjoying my touch...and you know what? I am...enjoying yours as well..." he blushes in admittance.
"But, Iâ�"don't know if it's me...that wants this to continue, orâ�"something inside of me controlling my thoughts...we just met!" she exclaims, sighing heavily.
Theizu gives a reassuring nod, closing his eyes as he gently flaps his tongue leisurely over her moistening folds in an effort to cast her vote in his favor.
Her muscles instantly tighten up even further on account of his persistence, her body vacillating due to the tension and satisfaction, "Thâ�"Theizu, please...don't..." she manages to speak at but a whisper, barely audible even to his ears.
Notwithstanding his sensitive ears picking up her request, he knows only a little more foreplay would send her begging for him to take her. His tongue courses over her flesh again, this time slowly dipping passed the pedals of her sex, inserting a warm saliva coated tongue into her box.
Her hind legs cave a little, forcing her hind quarters down a couple of inches as a louder moan exhales from her mouth along side a pleading whimper...
Theizu can sense the tip of his pink phallus poking out from its protective sheath. The scent and first paw experience along side her body language giving him such an arousal that he knew there would be no escaping it. He raises one of his paws to firmly clasp over her rear end just above her tail. This gives him enough grip to keep her a little more steady while he probes her interior.
"Theizu!" she calls to him, already her voice is becoming hazy from the series of light, but rapid pants escaping her muzzle.
Gradually the Houndour works his tongue out of her vagina; the mixture of saliva and feminine cum causing a bit of a strand to dangle from the tip of his tongue to the entrance of her sex. This only fuels his stimulation and causes his length to become stiff enough to begin the raid on her stronghold. Instincts begin to take over as he raises himself to place his tummy against her back. He manages to move his mouth close enough to her ear to speak, "...don't you worry, Fierya, I'm going to take good care of you..."
Her eyes begin to glisten a little in result of her being unsure of how to deal with this pleasure. Her instincts are a little late, but slowly kicking in.
With Theizu's words off his chest, he tries positioning the tip of his prick against her wet, warm flower. In doing so, his entire phallus works its way from between her hind legs, all the way up her backside, until finally finding its mark; the trail being much more of a tease for both parties than anything else.
With excitement engulfing his entire mentality, he begins his plunge into her depths, pushing passed the first line of resistance and meeting the tight walls of a virgin pussy head on.
Both Theizu and Fierya grit their teeth together as the feeling of her slick, wet walls begin to caress his penetrating rod like a Houndoom's maw wrapped around a large soup bone. Theizu sharply thrusts forward to break her barrier, finding himself licking the back of her neck to ease her pain after hearing her shriek. "Iâ�"I'm sorry..." he whispers; his affectionate licking seeming to ease her of the excruciating pain.
By now, there was enough lubrication from his tongue, her heat, and now her broken virginity to keep the duration of the love making at a steady pace. As he rears back to gain the momentum for his next series of thrusts, both sides coo a little at the feeling of the combined liquids sloshing together.
In a rage of hormonal imbalance, Theizu does not falter on driving himself in much quicker and harder the second time around. His pull back and reinsertion is also much quicker as he continues to love making at a swift in and out pace now.
Fierya's eyes are now clenched shut like a Kingler's claws over its prey as the combination of pain and pleasure force her maw shut in an equally unyielding manner. By now a bit of saliva had begun to dangle from her lips. Surprising her a bit, she feels as some fluid dribbles onto her head from above. Theizu was drooling a little as well due to the sex numbing some of their senses.
Fierya is once again surprised, as with Theizu's next thrust into her, pulling back out becomes impossible and both sides are met with a sharp strike of mild pain. His knot had become thick enough to grab hold, rendering the male locked to the female. The new sensation forces Theizu's cock to release a squirt of pre cum into her, giving both more lube to increase the passion.
"Oh, Theizu!" Fierya manages to force out of her tired body.
Theizu's chin is now resting on her right shoulder as fatigue consumes him, but he still manages to keep his thrusting deep and strong, "...Fieryaâ�""
By now the pleasure had reached its peak for the Electrike. With a burst of mild static shocks coursing through and out of her body, she rears her head back as she climaxes; an eruption of warm, water-like juice shrouding Theizu's engulfed meat, basking it in her cum.
"...oh god..." the male quips, his fore paws clasping tightly to her waist as he lets loose a half dozen shots of his seed right into her cervix, one right after the other, hot Fire type cream filling her needy cunny.
With Theizu dog tired, and her energy sapped, Fierya collapses onto her tummy, bringing her tied mate down on top of her. Both panting up a storm, sweat gleaming off their fur in various places.
The flood of sentiments slowly begins to mesh into a feeling of affinity for the other. Theizu manages to lick her right cheek gently, "...Fierya, never...have I shared such a great time...with another in my life..."
The Electrike blushes quite much so, nodding her head in reply, "...I, I know, Theizu...I enjoyed thatâ�"with you more than I would have with any Manectric...or Electrike. Theizu...please, stay with me...and be my mate..." she whispers, her eyes still closed.
With a warm smile he manages to lick again, this time over the top of her head, "...I wouldn't dream of leaving your side...I love you, Fierya..."
With a contented sigh and smile, Fierya murrs, "Mm, I love you too..."
The End...?