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Persuasion	By : TheFour Category: +M through R > Pokemon Views: 9063 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Gothitelle woke contentedly from a well deserved rest. Ian lay beside her, but despite still being asleep, his erection pressed against her belly. Well, she wasn't one to let a good opportunity go to waste. She smiled at her slumbering trainer, brushing a diminutive hand across his cheek before wriggling from his light embrace and making her way down his body.
Gothitelle grinned as she stared as his gently twitching manhood. She didn't know much of human size, but for a pokemon of her stature, he had just a little more to offer than she'd have preferred, but she endured it for him. She chuckled to herself before taking his length in both hands and feeling its smooth shaft slide against her palms, mentally keeping a note on his current state. Could she get him off without waking him? Probably not, but she could try.
With a quick lick of her red lips to wet them, she kissed the head of his cock. It jerked against her lips at the attention, and she smiled before straining her jaw wide and taking his warm tip into her mouth. His salty, slightly musky taste hit her instantly. Not an unpleasant taste on its own, but it reminded her of how she made him feel, and that made her hunger for it.
A small dribble of pre already leaked from the tip, and she lapped at it, smearing the viscous liquid across her tongue. Ian groaned softly but didn't wake. She wished she could see exactly what he dreamed of. It had better be of her.
Taking a deep breath, she forced herself to take more of him. Ian's cock filled her mouth with little room to spare. She imagined taking his entire length, pressing her lips against his pelvis. So far, that had been a bust. Even his tip was too large to fit into her tight throat without causing her to choke and gag. But she had plenty of time to practice.
Gothitelle bobbed her head slowly before attempting again. She could feel him, every gentle throb, each unconscious twitch of his hips to force just a sliver more into her. She leaned against him until his tip pressed against the barrier to her throat, only half of his length inside her. She fought against the urge to cough and gag. Tears welled up in the corners of her eyes. Irrational as it was, a sense of dread welled up in her stomach as she choked on his cock.
Eventually she couldn't take it, her body forcing her to release him from her mouth. She gasped quietly as to not wake Ian. Her saliva left a wet sheen, but only across about half of his length. Gothitelle grimaced.
Her trainer began to drift towards consciousness. She could try later, maybe when he felt a little more aggressive to help her get past her body's instinct to breathe. That thought only fueled her building arousal.
She once again engulfed her trainer's rock-hard length in her mouth, this time intent on finishing her work. After the past two day of little but carnal fun, she knew exactly how he liked her, and she bobbed her head at a steady pace, enjoying the feeling of his hot skin filling her mouth. His pre all but flowed over her tongue. She could feel his muscles tightening in anticipation of blissful release, but so did he near consciousness.
She brought a hand to caress his balls. Strange to have them outside the body unlike most pokemon, but humans had many oddities. She swirled her tongue along the underside of the head, just as he liked it. His hips bucked. She was going to do it-
“G-Gothitelle?” A hand jerked to the top of her head, and Ian's strong fingers entwined themselves in her dark hair. He grunted. “What- What are you- Don't stop, I'm close-”
Stupid human. She almost had it. Pouting silently, Gothitelle continued to pleasure her trainer, but her eyes flared to life with psychic energy. If he was going to ruin her fun, well she could play that game too. She blocked his ability to orgasm, but not his ability to feel pleasure.
Ian pushed her down. “I'm cumming!” He tensed, and his cock twitched fruitlessly in her mouth.
If she had the ability, she'd have grinned. She took Ian as deeply as she could manage, sucking as if to milk Ian of his impending release. Fingers tightened desperately on her skull.
Ian gasped. “G-Gothitelle?”
She massaged him wither her mouth, reveling in his desperation-filled voice. She spoke to him mentally, her mouth full. “What did you dream of?”
Ian twitched against her face, trying and almost failing to resist the urge to full-out thrust into her mouth like he did her pussy. “What? Gothitelle I-” He panted , his whole body trembling.
Gothitelle wrapped her hands around Ian's waist and gripped his firm ass, lightly digging her claws into teh soft flesh and pulling him ever so slightly further into her hungry maw. “Did you dream about me?”
“What?” He sounded about ready to weep. “Gothitelle please”
“What were we doing?” I ran did my best to lick up his shaft with what little room he left in the confines of her mouth.
“Gothitelle please!”
“What were we doing?” she repeated.
“Anal,” he gasped. “I-I took your ass.”
His answer shocked her so much that she forgot about holding his orgasm back, and he released against the back of her throat. For a moment, Gothitelle feared she might drown. His thick seed crashed against the back of her throat and didn't stop.
She did her best to swallow it all, but some leaked from her tight lips to run down her chin. When his orgasm ended, Gothitelle withdrew and let his softening member slip from her lips with a wet plop. The taste of his seed overwhelmed her senses, and she wiped her chin with a finger, licking the cum from it.
Ian panted wildly, eyes glassy. He lay as if his bones had turned to water.
She wriggled back against him, her face close to his. “Can you really do such a thing?” When he didn't respond, she pulled him into a deep kiss, letting him taste himself. Humans didn't like that for some reason. He never cleaned her after mating either.

Ian jerked back with a grimace, fighting to regain his breath. His face burned a bright red. “Anal? Some people do it. But you don't have to do anything like that. I'm not going to make you do anything you wouldn't want to.”
She pondered the idea. “Well, maybe after you catch your breath we can see.” She stroked his cheek, and leaned in to nibble at his collarbone.
Ian ran a hand up the back of her head and pulled her close into the crook of his neck. He groaned in pleasure. “You've convinced me the last two days, but we really need to go out today. There's no food left, and this room reeks of debauchery.”
Gothitelle continued to nibble his soft skin in an attempt to change his mind. “You've been keeping me well fed,” she cooed, “and if you're hungry...” She ground her hips against Ian's now flaccid member. She closed her eyes. Even the light touch of her soaking sex against him through her dress sent shivers of pleasure running through her body.
“You're insatiable,” he muttered. “C'mon, let's get in the shower.”
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