Thread: Pokemon: An Unexpected Encounter (Viktoff Samson x N7Biotic)

To the Zoroark, it was the look on Blaze's face that truly made his night. Of course their sex, and anything else he'd be getting away with, would be immensely pleasurable for Zoroark. But it was that 'drunk with physical love' look Blaze wore that really activated his imagination. Pairing that with the sounds she'd make, from the little ones she probably didn't even notice to the louder ones that made him wonder just what could approach them from the wilds should her voice beckon them forth, it all had a profound effect on the grossly under-civilized Zoroark as he lined himself up with her hot wet sex. The delightful sensation of her fur helped him guide his tip to her sex with ease as he couldn't possibly miss if he kept this factor in mind. Even now as he had her throat in his hand, the base of her tailjust above her round ass in his grasp, he couldn't stop thinking about the way her body responded to his palms. The way her rear pressed back to his hand, her bossom pushing into his palm, and even her head raised to give his hand more room on her neck for his own pleasure. Now he only had to test one thing before he'd know for sure if he could plow her into complete and total submission that'd last even after their encounter. Given the way her lower body pushed back on his cock tip like she was prepared to get this show on the road all on her own, he imagined there was enough fire in this Arcanine to melt her into precisely what he needed. This was a suitable picture of a dark pokemon topping a fire type, at least in his mind. His grip on her tail tightened. The air surrounding them thickened with her scent, mixing with his own. Under the light of the moon, he'd memorize her scent with his nose pressing up to her cheek before giving it a lick. Of course he had to mind the fire leaving her lips as he'd like to avoid his fur catching fire and unveiling his disguise too early. This very thought would make him wonder if she'd even fight him off of her now that they were like this if she discovered he was a Zoroark instead of an Arcanine. The illusion looked right into her eyes, a similar mask of pleasure written on his face after all of their contact and her direct stimuli being applied to him. This moment of allure and their dance of attraction would come to a close as the very next chapter of their mating would open and his cock plunged all the way to the end of her depths. Almost as if it were all at once, his pointed tip would spearhead his red meat's entry by spreading her very little at first and then allowing the rest of his force to work his way inside of her eager virgin pussy. And to his delight, she didn't seem to recoil in horror or shock as he went right to her depths and her pussy lips kissed the start of his knot. A low grumble built and escaped up through his throat and then through his own muzzle against the side of her head before he'd lean over her and start to move his bulky masculine frame over the curvy Blaze. His hips drawing toward her further, pressing her insides more as his knot simply couldn't enter her. And then, now with the increased room behind him, he'd pull backward with his lower body, the big red cock following suit as it'd escape her hot tight depths inch by inch. Whether it was his own heat or Blaze's wasn't certain, but the night air appeared visible around their mid-mating sex. Unlike his slow draw backward that was meant to allow his prey to really feel the weight of their act, he'd slam into her rear so hard that his knot would slam her pussy lips and his large sack would slam foward pontentially giving her thighs a good thud with their size and density. And this repeated as he'd draw back and slam foward against her, slower on the draw and harder on the slam. His intent was to move her, to make her feel his power. His own grumbles would turn to real growls from his open mouth as he'd move his head above her own to spare her good Arcanine ears from overexposure to his own voice. By now, if she weren't completely mentally melted by the sensation of his cockhead slamming to the back of her insides reverberating through her body, she would definitely have the ability to discern the difference between what a male Arcanine should sound like and his dark menacing powerful growls he let loose from his muzzle. Escaping his hand on her tail would surely be difficult, not to mention his superior bulk and advantagous positon over her and the impossible length he had inside her that surely her cunt would suction to regardless of her truest desires, it'd all add up to her disadvantage should she choose to escape from under him now. Either way, he was confident in his odds of remaining ontop of her until they'd finish. Though, when this bright colored beauty would climax was surely a mystery granted that he was well aware of her virginity that he had stolen by now. There really wasn't a way to argue that she had consent to this act through the sheer trickery he had employed, and he drew even more pleasure from plowing her with this knowledge. Being a Dark pokemon lent him that sort of desire, that sort of personality. Each slam was followed by another pull backwards, each demonstrating his immense practice and muscle memory with this very act as he left no room for his cock to be pushed out from her even if she suddenly pulled forward and away from his mighty shaft. However, he knew he shouldn't hold back from what he can really do over her, especially if the window of decieving her really was coming close to an end. And just like that, with a sudden switch, he'd lean over her just a little more with his hand from her throat pressing into the ground above her head and his claws digging into that ground. With the full force of his lower body and his strong hand on the base of her tail pulling her into it, he'd repeatedly slam over seven inches of his cock into her like a machine gun. So fast that every time he'd grunt and grumble he'd actually interrupt a mid-growl sound to do it as he was moving faster than even his mind could keep up with and the powerful thrusts leading into her and then in a slight upward curve had rocked them and the ground beneath them so hard that his claws left deep cuts even into the hard ground that splintered as though he were performing mini-earthquakes with his slam into her. His shapeshifted cock was too large to permit even the beginning of his knot inside her, though he had a clever plan to make it possible to fit it into her without fail. His massive sack swelled in preperation, his cock tip couldn't possibly keep the very hot pre from rolling into her anyway. The creamy and hot seed was very quickly painted over every inch of her insides as it quickly left a warm white glaze to his cock and around her pussy lips which grew and then dripped off from them to the ground with his every movmement. Their mating could sincerely go on, having already lasted a mere ten minutes. Though, with his heart racing and the fun he was having with Blaze, it felt like they had only just begun. Perhaps if she could last as long as he couldif he really wanted too then they most certainly were just starting. Though, he had some plans for that spunky trainer of her's who was equally as womanly gifted. So, he was eagerly thursting into her again and again with such force with coordinated efforts to make her climax as hard and as fast as possible. He surely wouldn't stop until she'd completely surrender. If one massive climax wouldn't do, he simply wouldn't stop there. Zoroark had his menacing plans. To succeed fully, he'd have to win this Arcanine's heart and body over after melting away her rationality. He'd have to write the addiction to his cock deep witin her in a place that no Hypno could ever possibly reach. After all, he was currently competing with what appeared to be quite the extensive friendship. Trainers that trusted their pokemon to the extent he could observe with Blaze was quite rare in his eyes.