Pokemon Fan Fiction ❯ Victoria Series ❯ How They Met ( Chapter 1 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
How They Met
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Disclaimer: I don't own Pokeboys. Waah. I do own Victoria, though.
Somewhere in a forest of New Kingdom, a Lyon sat near a lake, grooming his golden-yellow fur without a care. He had been a part of the local pack for some time now, and though he was only half-feral, he felt as if his brothers had been his family forever. They fed him, took good care of him, and the tamings... They were so passoinate and rough; just how he liked it. And he had to admit, he didn't mind being an uke sometimes. His older brothers were long enough to hit his sweet spot with every thrust. He stopped grooming long enough to run a hand through his orange hair, yawning a little. Maybe he'd take a little catnap in the sun. He stretched out on his tummy in the warm sun and dozed off.
"Aw~! How adorable!"
He jumped almost a mile in the air and quickly got to his feet, growling. He blinked at the sight of a girl, around seventeen, with some odd black thing in her hand. She had hair the color of his fur, slightly tanned skin, and these huge blue eyes he found himself staring at for a few seconds. They were the color of the water in the lake. Her breasts were modest, a C-cup, and her hips seemed to match them perfectly. And she smelled like sunflowers. He liked the smell of sunflowers. A huge predetory grin snuck onto his face, and he started to stalk his prey.
The prey, Victoria, was a seventeen year-old photographer from Electric Village. She had been looking for something in the forest to take pictures of for her final project, when she came across a rare (in her part of the league anyway) Fire Flower. That had prompted her statement of how the flower was adorable, and she set about photographing it at every angle she could. She took several shots at each one; she wanted to pick the best ones out of them all. This was her last project before graduation; before she would become a Tamer. She was really excited, and couldn't wait to pick her starter. She wanted a Neko that she planned to evolve into a Lyon. She always thought Lyons were gorgeous, but she was biased. Her father, Emil, was a Lyon, and people always told her she got her hair color from him.
Just as she had put her camera away and took to just admiring the flower, the half-feral pokeboy pounced her from behind.
"W-wha~?!" Vicky fell forward, barely missing the poor flora, and hit the ground hard. She gasped for breath, panicking at the thought of dying during a quick trip to the forest. The blonde squirmed under her attacker, but froze when she felt something warm and wet caress her cheek.
"Tamer pretty. Lyon like." He licked her happily, simply enjoying the taste of her skin. It was slightly salty, but she tasted like strawberries. One of his hands gently rubbed at her side as the other fell to a breast, cupping it.
Victoria moaned quietly, and she felt the pokeboy kiss her cheek. She squirmed against him, not believing she had been... pounced, not attacked. 'He probably just wants a taming... I'll give him what he wants; hopefully he won't eat me.' She touched the hand that was on her tit, whimpering as he moved his fingers to swipe against her hardening nipple. "A-ah~ Mmm..."
The Lyon swept his tongue down her neck, purring loudly and pinching at the fabric of her shirt. He could smell her arousal. It had been a little too long since he got to tame anyone. Now that his prey was cooperating, he planned to screw her into the emerald green grass they were lying in. He sat up, pulling the now-willing girl into his lap. "Tamer want Lyon? Lyon want Tamer bad."
Tan cheeks turned red at both the question and the following statement. "I... I'm not a Tamer just yet, but you can come home with me if you'd like. I don't mind." She blushed harder at the feeling of his erect penis pressing into the soft flesh of her butt, and idlely wondered if he wouldn't mind giving her anal. As much as her mother didn't like the idea, Vicky had inherited her love of anal sex from her mother.
"Tamer tame Lyon first? Lyon wanna make Tamer feel good." Both his hands ran up her sides to squeeze her breasts, and he chuckled as she arched her back. "Tamer like that?"
Vicky nodded. "Yes, I like that a lot," she reached behind her to brush her fingers up his cock, smiling a little as the grip on her mammories loosened a bit.
"Mmm, that feel good. Do again? Please?" The pokeboy's purr got louder and his claws tore through the girl's shirt.
She squeaked at the sound of ripping fabric. "That was my favorite shirt you ju-- Ah!! Uhn!!" She was cut off by an apologetic pinch of her nipples. The blonde's hips started to move on their own, her pussy lips aching to be touched. Her eyes glazed over as the Lyon pulled at the overly-sensitive nubs. Her hand moved away from his dick and he groaned in complaint until he felt her grind back against him.
"Mmm~ Lyon want Tamer now... Does Tamer mind?"
"Uh-uh," came a slightly delayed response. Victoria groaned as one of the 'boy's hands fell to her thigh, and she remembered she was wearing a skirt. She jumped. "Oh! W-wait!"
The Lyon's claw had already shredded through the crotch of her panties, and she sighed. He couldn't tell it it was in relief or not, but he didn't care. He picked her up and lay her in the grass, smiling down at her. Her chest heaved as she panted, and she spread her legs a little. He could see her swollen pink slit, and he felt himself start drooling as he caught a whiff of it. "Lyon wanna taste you. Can Lyon taste?"
All Vicky got to do was nod before the Lyon pounced her again and started to lap up all the juices she had already leaked. "Ahn! Oh, stars. Uhn..." His toungue rubbed against her clit and she cried out, her world going starry for a few seconds. "Y-yes~ right there... Right-- AH!!"
The pokeboy got the idea and focused his minstrations around her rosy bump, licking and nipping it softly. His tail wagged as he happily cleaned his plate, the orange tuft at the end flopping with the motion. His right hand gripped her thigh, and his left came in to push into her. He growled huskily when she lifted her hips, moaning and twitching. He gave her one long, luxurious lick before he pulled away, cleaning his mouth with his tongue.
The soon-to-be Tamer whined quietly, but quickly silenced herself as she felt something thick press against the entrance to her core. She pulled away a little, only to have the Lyon scoot to meet her again. "Wait, you..."
"Tamer nervous?" He leaned over her, purring loudly. "Tamer not need to be nervous. Lyon will be very gentle." He pushed into the quivering girl, licking her cheek again. "Lyon like Tamer a lot..."
Vicky's back arched as her vagina stretched to near-capacity. Her body was suddenly wracked with shudders and she found herself mewling in pleasure. "Ahn! You're so... thick..." She reached up and wrapped her arms around the Lyon's neck to pull him down flush against her. "Tame me, love," she whispered into his ear. "Tame me hard."
The predetorial grin returned, but looked more like a seductive smirk. "Lyon would love to." His hips bumped into hers, and almost immediately he pulled back until the tip of his penis was the only part inside her, then slammed forward, grunting with the motion. He felt her squashed tits bounce a bit, and his purring got even louder. "Tamer like?"
She tossed her head with every thrust, moaning and grunting. "Y-yes~! Uhn, you're so deep. I can't-- I'm not gonna last very--!" She couldn't finish her sentence. The Lyon had angled to try and hit her sweet spot and found it on the third try. It took a couple more thrusts and a loving sweep of the pokeboy's tongue up the side of her neck to send Victoria careening over the edge, arching her back, clawing at her lover, toes curling--!
It wasn't even close to being over for the Lyon, though. For almost three months (not that he could register that period of time as three months) he played the faithfully good uke for his brothers. Well, not today. Today he was going to get his fill. He was going to fuck this young woman until she was raw and she was going to like it! But... she was so tight and hot; appearently it had been much too long. His thrusts became short and fast; his lungs couldn't seem to get enough air into them at once. His tongue lolled out and gently swept across the girl's sweaty skin as he began to coat her insides with his seed. The Lyon's vision went white for almost thirty seconds as he orgasmed, his hips moving erratically as he yowled in pleasure. He didn't hear Victoria screaming in esctasy underneath him and he didn't hear his own short cries of lust. All that mattered was that sweet blissful moment of filling someone with his essence. Somewhere in the back of his mind, something clicked. He fell forward, already sleep, and purred huskily at the warm sun on his back. He liked napping in the sun.
The poor blonde girl under him had fallen asleep before that, a contented smile on her face. She managed to not only finish her senior project, but she got to have the best sex of her life. Vicky's hands were tangled in his mane, and in her sleep she mumbled a single word. A name.
"Claus..."
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Completed: 281209
+[Author's Corner]+
Okay, so. It takes me forever to write shit. Honestly. Four months? Outrageously fast IMO.
So yeah, I'm planning on making this a bit of a mini-series about my other original Tamer, Victoria "Adee" Watts. Adee is... pssh, old. Don't ask, lol.
Over nine thousand points if you know why I named her Lyon Claus. Twice that if you can guess what's gonna happen next chapter~! Don't ruin it for everyone else, though; I like playing mind games.
Kay. I'm done.