Story Notes:
Ok...this story will serve two purposes. One, is to let you people know that I am still alive. I've just decided to make a new account here, where I was formerly known as Scion Umbranos. Two, the reason why I haven't submitted anything is because my computer fried a few months ago, and I lost ALL of my stories along with it. Even the ones I was writing and finishing without submitting to put it all out in one go. So...yeah. @.@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. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended.
Chapter 1
Syon was an Umbreon with a problem. Males often went through those days where you just had to mount the nearest thing and pound it until you were satisfied, the only problem was that this was one of those days...and no one was in sight. It was almost as if every Pokemon in the forest knew what kind of a mood he was in, and were doing everything possible to avoid the dark-type. It was...aggravating!
He'd been like this ever since he woke up, normally he thought just solving some morning wood with his own paw would solve it...but that just made it worse. Taking a cool 'bath' in the nearby waters that were always frigid did nothing to cool down his loins. Not even ignoring it would make it go away. He had to get something tight around his brehood, or else it would never go away, so he was doing something that he rarely ever did: looking for a victim.
Yes, Syon was that desperate. He'd take anything on four legs...hell, even if he found something like a Flaafy or something, he'd grab it and drag it off somewhere, male or female, he didn't really care at the moment. Female preferred of course. The most confusing part for him was that it wasn't even mating season for Umbreons, let alone any other species he could think of. Oh well, just 'one of those days'.
His nose was either to the ground sniffing out scents, which there weren't any, or it was in the air, trying to pick up something. Yet again, no such luck. He growled to himself and stopped by a small creek that had caught his attention, and made him wonder if he could just set up an ambush for the first appealing Pokemon that made its way over for a drink. With a sigh, he took the advice the darker side of his mind told him to do, shoved that little 'shoulder angel' into the closet, and crawled under a bush, turned his rings into an 'off' mode, and waited, blue-green eyes glaring out from the dark area. He blended in perfectly, and that just wasn't self-flattery neither.
Maybe the scent of musk would give him away, but at least the bush he'd hidden in smelled strongly of mint, so perhaps it would mask it. It was almost too perfect...he chalked it up to a day of actual good luck though, when a Pokemon he'd been hoping for finally emerged: a Vulpix. And not just any Vulpix, it was a female one too. Oh what luck!
He grinned, a smile that would've made the little vixen not ten feet from him tremble if she could see his face right now. As it were, she couldn't see him at all, while she bent her head low to lap at the cool waters. Even if he'd gotten lucky this far, it never hurt to check...so he lifted up just slightly to scan the area in case a couple of parents were out watching over their daughter. There weren't any.
He purred under his breath, and began to pick his way through the fallen leaves and grass that lined the creek-bank with all the stealth of an Umbreon, steadily making his way towards his 'prey', as it were with himself just in her blind spot. It'd make it seem like he appeared out of nowhere, which was just the effect he wanted.
Closer...closer he crept, for all the world looking like he was walking normally, but his paws never made a noise, not even when he stood not five inches away. She was still drinking...surprising, given that she was a fire type. Must've run away from home...well, perhaps he'd be doing her a favor then, teaching this young Vulpix that the woods were dangerous when you were all alone at night...
"Hello." He said casually, smiling to himself with the way the Vulpix practically leapt out of her fur.
She looked up at the Umbreon, startled at his appearance...brown eyes wide with fright at the sight of this older, and much stronger Pokemon in front of her. The way he held himself wasn't helping the matter neither. Confident and aggressive in his display of body-language.
"H-h-hi..." She said in a shaky voice, swallowing nervously while keeping her wide eyes locked on the twin orbs that almost attempted to stare her down.
"What're you doin' out here all by yourself?" Syon asked, slowly circling around her until she was trapped between him, and the creek, a dangerous place to be for a fire-type. Just what he had in mind, actually.
"I'm um...er..." She stumbled over her words, nervous to say the least, frightened and unsure of herself...
Now he was sure that she'd run away. "You ran away from home, didn't you?" He asked, voicing his thoughts, and getting them confirmed by the sheepish nod of her head.
"You shouldn't run away from home all by yourself you know. Lots of Pokemon out there that might hurt you." While she couldn't see it, he licked his lips and began to purr quietly under his breath.
The way she shuffled awkwardly, looking down at the ground as if a cub having been caught stealing candy before dinner...it was adorable. Only served to further arouse the already tipsy-Umbreon. He wanted so much to just tackle her and get it over with...but he was so absorbed in doing this that he decided to draw it out just a little longer.
"How far away from home are you?" He asked, taking a step closer, causing her to take a step backwards...further pinning herself.
"Um...I've been running since dusk." She replied, still keeping her eyes off of him.
Good, that just meant he could prepare himself while she wasn't looking. He wiggled his hips slightly, tail flickering around while lowering his head to growl gently. "Well...quite a ways away from home, aren't you?" Rhetorically questioning her
When she opened her mouth to reply, he instead gripped the back of her head with his paw and pulled her into a kiss, dragging his tongue along her own and pulling away from the kiss before she could bite or nip out of surprise.
And surprised she was, when she looked at him in shock, and a little in disgust. The Vulpix didn't know what was happening, when she found herself suddenly on her back, with a very frightening looking Umbreon pinning her quite effectively to the soggy mud of the bank.
"Little girls shouldn't be so far from home when there's horny males around..." He growled out dangerously, causing her to recoil. He wasn't entirely sure if she understood what was going on. She might be too young.
He could smell her scent now...it was wonderful, warm, sweet, and young...intoxicating, in a way. He rumbled while beginning to work his tongue across her muzzle and face, finding the kit to be too frightened to retaliate...or too shocked. Either way, it meant he wasn't going to get bitten, or have a fire attack unleashed right in his face. Which...might hurt. Or it might just make him angry, which was probably the logic she was using, since she refrained from it.
His length was already unsheathed and ready to go; for an Umbreon, he was decently sized, maybe five and a half inches with a knot the size of a golf ball sticking at the end, waiting to tie his current, if unwilling, partner. An idle thought of wondering if he'd become a father from this turned up...but he doubted it. For one, she wasn't in season, for another...probably too young.
But she'd more than satisfy the need he had, and the cold, wet mud was weakening her, he could tell, the way she looked dizzy. That might also be his musk, which had an intoxicating effect on the opposite gender (and sometimes the same gender). He hoped it was both working as one. But with that intoxicating effect, she put up little struggle when he got himself between her hind legs and began feeling around with his blood-red length for that little opening that should be there.
In fact, he was content to rub himself against the almost silky-soft fur that lined her tummy, its warmth like that of a hot breath...it felt wonderful. But what felt better was when the tapered, pointed tip of his length found purchase on something. Something...wet? Was she actually getting aroused from this? Oh such a delightful thought... "Looks like you're enjoying this as much as me..." He whispered into one of her cute, triangular ears, before nibbling on it.
Her reply was just a tiny whimper. It was such a cute sound. Almost made him stop...almost. But he was so close now, he couldn't turn back. All he could do was go forward, something he was more than happy to do.
His hips adjusted slightly, lowering, then pressing forward and up at an angle, sinking the head of his length into her oven-like folds. Her reply to this was a cry of shock and pain as he spread her wider than she probably thought possible. He just pushed a 'mute' button on his ears and closed his eyes, concentrating on the tight, pulsing heat that hugged his length like a silken fist.
It felt like heaven, he hardly even noticed when he penetrated virginity, then went even further to penetrate cervix and end up in the Vulpix's womb. The only things he noticed about this occurrences were the way her claws dug into his flesh and even caused a little bit of bleeding, and the way some places were tighter than others around his now pulsing length. The only blessing this unfortunate Vulpix had was that he definitely would not last long in such a breathtaking heat.
The Umbreon was already grunting while he just held himself hilted inside of her, listening to the lewd, delightful squish noises his knot made whenever her labia quivered against it, almost afraid of that huge bulb of flesh that loomed threateningly just outside her filled body. He wasn't sure if she could take it...but she would, he just had to get that knot into this wonderful kit's body, pain or no...he wanted it. That was all that mattered in the little bubble of the world their pairing created.
His forelegs were wrapped around her back, holding her taught while his claws dug furrows in the loose mud to get his grip, letting him begin to pull back and thrust, plowing the no longer virgin Vulpix with his length, listening to her shrieks turn into little moans, screaming turning into gasps. He grinned to himself through the haze of pleasure and lust, glad she was starting to enjoy this forced-upon breeding. To him though, he was in complete heaven.
Having something so tight and hot, not to mention the wet sounds that he made every time he slid forward to sink every inch into her unwilling body. He was so going to hell for this, but damnit he didn't care right now, felt too good. He groaned into the cool night air, which felt like the middle of a blistering Summer day from such close proximity to a fire type going through the throes of a breeding. She was getting hotter inside, and it almost stung now...but in a perverse way, it also made it feel better.
He was getting closer with every stroke of his hips, rings glowing brightly each time he sunk in to hilt, getting that knot of his to stretch her bit by bit until he was sure he could make her take it. And he would make her take it...whether she, or her body, wanted it or not. He began to growl, digging claw and fang into her young flesh while practically ramming his hips to hers, causing them to slide in the mud a bit.
His knot was steadily making headway, he only needed just a little bit more. He snarled and pushed every ounce of strength in his hips into one last thrust, and pumped his hips forward. That did it. Syon's head snapped up and his eyes glazed over, rings flickering brightly to life...each one like a miniature floodlight while his knot sunk into the Vulpix's body to tie her to him.
She screamed, back arching to an almost impossible degree, then slumped down with a glazed look in her own eyes...one of a welcome darkness, the Vulpix slipping into an unconscious state. But the Umbreon didn't care, he just shuddered and called out his completion while ropes of thick, slightly acidic Umbreon seed painted her walls white, saturating her womb...which he could swear the tip of his length was poking against the very end of it.
His whole body shook with the force of the climax, having desired it for so long...he probably had a minor case of blue-balls from how long he'd been wanting to stuff something. And finally getting that chance, it felt great! His climax left him in a world of blinding whites with rainbow-spots that danced in front of his eyes, almost blinded by the pleasure overload.
The fact the little Vulpix's vaginal walls were contracting and shuddering, milking him in her own climax just made it that much sweeter. He enjoyed the milking, riding it out by humping against her limp form, reveling in the heat of it. He was sweating, poisonous droplets saturating his black fur... "Breeeee..." He breathed out in one long sigh of relief.
"Mmmh...I needed that..." He whispered to himself, looking down at the unconscious vixen and grinning slightly. His hips humped a few more times on their own accord before stopping, letting the rest of his potent seed pour into the young body.Chapter End Notes:Ok, so it cuts off suddenly...deal wiff it! D:
He'd been like this ever since he woke up, normally he thought just solving some morning wood with his own paw would solve it...but that just made it worse. Taking a cool 'bath' in the nearby waters that were always frigid did nothing to cool down his loins. Not even ignoring it would make it go away. He had to get something tight around his brehood, or else it would never go away, so he was doing something that he rarely ever did: looking for a victim.
Yes, Syon was that desperate. He'd take anything on four legs...hell, even if he found something like a Flaafy or something, he'd grab it and drag it off somewhere, male or female, he didn't really care at the moment. Female preferred of course. The most confusing part for him was that it wasn't even mating season for Umbreons, let alone any other species he could think of. Oh well, just 'one of those days'.
His nose was either to the ground sniffing out scents, which there weren't any, or it was in the air, trying to pick up something. Yet again, no such luck. He growled to himself and stopped by a small creek that had caught his attention, and made him wonder if he could just set up an ambush for the first appealing Pokemon that made its way over for a drink. With a sigh, he took the advice the darker side of his mind told him to do, shoved that little 'shoulder angel' into the closet, and crawled under a bush, turned his rings into an 'off' mode, and waited, blue-green eyes glaring out from the dark area. He blended in perfectly, and that just wasn't self-flattery neither.
Maybe the scent of musk would give him away, but at least the bush he'd hidden in smelled strongly of mint, so perhaps it would mask it. It was almost too perfect...he chalked it up to a day of actual good luck though, when a Pokemon he'd been hoping for finally emerged: a Vulpix. And not just any Vulpix, it was a female one too. Oh what luck!
He grinned, a smile that would've made the little vixen not ten feet from him tremble if she could see his face right now. As it were, she couldn't see him at all, while she bent her head low to lap at the cool waters. Even if he'd gotten lucky this far, it never hurt to check...so he lifted up just slightly to scan the area in case a couple of parents were out watching over their daughter. There weren't any.
He purred under his breath, and began to pick his way through the fallen leaves and grass that lined the creek-bank with all the stealth of an Umbreon, steadily making his way towards his 'prey', as it were with himself just in her blind spot. It'd make it seem like he appeared out of nowhere, which was just the effect he wanted.
Closer...closer he crept, for all the world looking like he was walking normally, but his paws never made a noise, not even when he stood not five inches away. She was still drinking...surprising, given that she was a fire type. Must've run away from home...well, perhaps he'd be doing her a favor then, teaching this young Vulpix that the woods were dangerous when you were all alone at night...
"Hello." He said casually, smiling to himself with the way the Vulpix practically leapt out of her fur.
She looked up at the Umbreon, startled at his appearance...brown eyes wide with fright at the sight of this older, and much stronger Pokemon in front of her. The way he held himself wasn't helping the matter neither. Confident and aggressive in his display of body-language.
"H-h-hi..." She said in a shaky voice, swallowing nervously while keeping her wide eyes locked on the twin orbs that almost attempted to stare her down.
"What're you doin' out here all by yourself?" Syon asked, slowly circling around her until she was trapped between him, and the creek, a dangerous place to be for a fire-type. Just what he had in mind, actually.
"I'm um...er..." She stumbled over her words, nervous to say the least, frightened and unsure of herself...
Now he was sure that she'd run away. "You ran away from home, didn't you?" He asked, voicing his thoughts, and getting them confirmed by the sheepish nod of her head.
"You shouldn't run away from home all by yourself you know. Lots of Pokemon out there that might hurt you." While she couldn't see it, he licked his lips and began to purr quietly under his breath.
The way she shuffled awkwardly, looking down at the ground as if a cub having been caught stealing candy before dinner...it was adorable. Only served to further arouse the already tipsy-Umbreon. He wanted so much to just tackle her and get it over with...but he was so absorbed in doing this that he decided to draw it out just a little longer.
"How far away from home are you?" He asked, taking a step closer, causing her to take a step backwards...further pinning herself.
"Um...I've been running since dusk." She replied, still keeping her eyes off of him.
Good, that just meant he could prepare himself while she wasn't looking. He wiggled his hips slightly, tail flickering around while lowering his head to growl gently. "Well...quite a ways away from home, aren't you?" Rhetorically questioning her
When she opened her mouth to reply, he instead gripped the back of her head with his paw and pulled her into a kiss, dragging his tongue along her own and pulling away from the kiss before she could bite or nip out of surprise.
And surprised she was, when she looked at him in shock, and a little in disgust. The Vulpix didn't know what was happening, when she found herself suddenly on her back, with a very frightening looking Umbreon pinning her quite effectively to the soggy mud of the bank.
"Little girls shouldn't be so far from home when there's horny males around..." He growled out dangerously, causing her to recoil. He wasn't entirely sure if she understood what was going on. She might be too young.
He could smell her scent now...it was wonderful, warm, sweet, and young...intoxicating, in a way. He rumbled while beginning to work his tongue across her muzzle and face, finding the kit to be too frightened to retaliate...or too shocked. Either way, it meant he wasn't going to get bitten, or have a fire attack unleashed right in his face. Which...might hurt. Or it might just make him angry, which was probably the logic she was using, since she refrained from it.
His length was already unsheathed and ready to go; for an Umbreon, he was decently sized, maybe five and a half inches with a knot the size of a golf ball sticking at the end, waiting to tie his current, if unwilling, partner. An idle thought of wondering if he'd become a father from this turned up...but he doubted it. For one, she wasn't in season, for another...probably too young.
But she'd more than satisfy the need he had, and the cold, wet mud was weakening her, he could tell, the way she looked dizzy. That might also be his musk, which had an intoxicating effect on the opposite gender (and sometimes the same gender). He hoped it was both working as one. But with that intoxicating effect, she put up little struggle when he got himself between her hind legs and began feeling around with his blood-red length for that little opening that should be there.
In fact, he was content to rub himself against the almost silky-soft fur that lined her tummy, its warmth like that of a hot breath...it felt wonderful. But what felt better was when the tapered, pointed tip of his length found purchase on something. Something...wet? Was she actually getting aroused from this? Oh such a delightful thought... "Looks like you're enjoying this as much as me..." He whispered into one of her cute, triangular ears, before nibbling on it.
Her reply was just a tiny whimper. It was such a cute sound. Almost made him stop...almost. But he was so close now, he couldn't turn back. All he could do was go forward, something he was more than happy to do.
His hips adjusted slightly, lowering, then pressing forward and up at an angle, sinking the head of his length into her oven-like folds. Her reply to this was a cry of shock and pain as he spread her wider than she probably thought possible. He just pushed a 'mute' button on his ears and closed his eyes, concentrating on the tight, pulsing heat that hugged his length like a silken fist.
It felt like heaven, he hardly even noticed when he penetrated virginity, then went even further to penetrate cervix and end up in the Vulpix's womb. The only things he noticed about this occurrences were the way her claws dug into his flesh and even caused a little bit of bleeding, and the way some places were tighter than others around his now pulsing length. The only blessing this unfortunate Vulpix had was that he definitely would not last long in such a breathtaking heat.
The Umbreon was already grunting while he just held himself hilted inside of her, listening to the lewd, delightful squish noises his knot made whenever her labia quivered against it, almost afraid of that huge bulb of flesh that loomed threateningly just outside her filled body. He wasn't sure if she could take it...but she would, he just had to get that knot into this wonderful kit's body, pain or no...he wanted it. That was all that mattered in the little bubble of the world their pairing created.
His forelegs were wrapped around her back, holding her taught while his claws dug furrows in the loose mud to get his grip, letting him begin to pull back and thrust, plowing the no longer virgin Vulpix with his length, listening to her shrieks turn into little moans, screaming turning into gasps. He grinned to himself through the haze of pleasure and lust, glad she was starting to enjoy this forced-upon breeding. To him though, he was in complete heaven.
Having something so tight and hot, not to mention the wet sounds that he made every time he slid forward to sink every inch into her unwilling body. He was so going to hell for this, but damnit he didn't care right now, felt too good. He groaned into the cool night air, which felt like the middle of a blistering Summer day from such close proximity to a fire type going through the throes of a breeding. She was getting hotter inside, and it almost stung now...but in a perverse way, it also made it feel better.
He was getting closer with every stroke of his hips, rings glowing brightly each time he sunk in to hilt, getting that knot of his to stretch her bit by bit until he was sure he could make her take it. And he would make her take it...whether she, or her body, wanted it or not. He began to growl, digging claw and fang into her young flesh while practically ramming his hips to hers, causing them to slide in the mud a bit.
His knot was steadily making headway, he only needed just a little bit more. He snarled and pushed every ounce of strength in his hips into one last thrust, and pumped his hips forward. That did it. Syon's head snapped up and his eyes glazed over, rings flickering brightly to life...each one like a miniature floodlight while his knot sunk into the Vulpix's body to tie her to him.
She screamed, back arching to an almost impossible degree, then slumped down with a glazed look in her own eyes...one of a welcome darkness, the Vulpix slipping into an unconscious state. But the Umbreon didn't care, he just shuddered and called out his completion while ropes of thick, slightly acidic Umbreon seed painted her walls white, saturating her womb...which he could swear the tip of his length was poking against the very end of it.
His whole body shook with the force of the climax, having desired it for so long...he probably had a minor case of blue-balls from how long he'd been wanting to stuff something. And finally getting that chance, it felt great! His climax left him in a world of blinding whites with rainbow-spots that danced in front of his eyes, almost blinded by the pleasure overload.
The fact the little Vulpix's vaginal walls were contracting and shuddering, milking him in her own climax just made it that much sweeter. He enjoyed the milking, riding it out by humping against her limp form, reveling in the heat of it. He was sweating, poisonous droplets saturating his black fur... "Breeeee..." He breathed out in one long sigh of relief.
"Mmmh...I needed that..." He whispered to himself, looking down at the unconscious vixen and grinning slightly. His hips humped a few more times on their own accord before stopping, letting the rest of his potent seed pour into the young body.Chapter End Notes:Ok, so it cuts off suddenly...deal wiff it! D: