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hyunbunlix · 8 months

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Calling [Meowscarada!Felix]

Characters: Meowscarada Felix, fem!Rayquaza OC Rating: A/O for Adults Only Content Warnings/Tags: humanoid/anthro/hybrid characters, mortal x deity, insta-lust which leads to quickly catching feelings, switch Felix, cunnilingus, fingering (f. receiving), blowjob, creampies, cum eating (m), riding, doggy style, multiple orgasms in a single session (f), overstimulation, missionary, mating press, dirty talk Word Count: 8,126 Summary: Felix has never really fit in anywhere. When he's called on to summon the Legendary Rayquaza to save the Hoenn region, he gets both more than he bargained for and exactly what he needed. Note: This is part of a Pokémon mini-series, which can be found here.

Felix had always been blue. Ever since his birth as a little Sprigatito, he’d been blue instead of green. Nobody could explain why—their shiny variant wasn’t blue either—but his hair and fur had never changed to the green they were supposed to be. Now, as a fully evolved adult Meowscarada, he was still blue. Blue hair, blue fur. Even the flowers he summoned for his attacks tended to be blue varieties. At least his ears and accents were a dark blue, closer to the forest green they were supposed to be.

The point was he had always stood out. Even amongst the hundreds of different Pokémon across the world, he was different. It had caused him to be picked on by some and doted on by others. More than anything, Felix just wanted to be perceived as normal.

But that never happened. Nor was it any longer his biggest problem.

When Felix first moved halfway around the world from Paldea to Hoenn, he thought life would get easier. After all, Meowscarada were native only to Paldea, so how would anyone in Hoenn know he was the wrong color? At first glance, it worked, but the second anyone found out he was a Grass-type . . . Well . . .

“Aren’t Grass-types supposed to be green?”

It seemed he was unable to completely escape the funny looks no matter where in the world he went. It didn’t matter so much, though, when said world started to end.

Felix didn’t think he was being dramatic in thinking that. What else did you call it when floods started rolling in from normally calm waters, when earthquakes hit and sinkholes opened up without warning? Ships capsizing, volcanoes erupting, storms lashing towns for days or weeks at a time?

“This has happened before,” one of his new friends, a Blaziken, told him.

“What do you mean ‘this has happened before’? Why would anyone continue to live here if that’s the case?” Felix asked, bewildered.

“Groudon and Kyogre must be fighting,” he said. “Though who or what angered them is anyone’s guess.”

“Well, when the hell will they stop?” Felix asked next.

“Whenever Rayquaza shows up to give them both a sound beating, I guess.”

“And when would that be?”

“There’s a whole thing.”

Blaziken then explained the Sky Pillar, and how one could call Rayquaza down from the stratosphere after they’d climbed (not flown) to the summit. Rayquaza spent most of its time guarding the planet against extraterrestrial threats (which only made Felix’s existential dread worse; he hadn’t even thought to worry about what was in outer space) and couldn’t always pay attention to what was happening down on the surface.

“Okay, well, why doesn’t somebody just climb up there and make a racket until Rayquaza comes down to help?” Felix asked.

“Because the Sky Pillar is very particular about who is able to enter it. Before, it would only allow in Pokémon born in a certain region, or certain types. This time, nothing seems to be working. Not even shiny Pokémon have been able to get in. It’s possible a Legendary or Mythical would be able, but finding one of them is a crap shoot, let alone convincing them to deal with Rayquaza. I don’t know if you’ve heard, but Rayquaza is terrifying.”

“I gathered,” Felix grumbled. “Wait, so, getting into the Sky Pillar is a rarity thing?”

“As near as anyone has been able to figure, yes,” Blaziken told him. Felix sat back and stared at the wall.

“Oh,” he muttered. Time to haul his weird blue ass to the Sky Pillar.

Felix had sworn he would never get on a boat again, not until Kyogre calmed the fuck down. As such, he made friends with a couple of Dragon-types, an Altaria and a Salamence, who were crazy enough to take him to the island housing the Sky Pillar. As expected, there was a storm going on, and by the time they arrived, all three of them were drenched. Felix hoped he’d been able to get into the Sky Pillar if only so he could dry off. He stared up at the structure, blinking water from his lashes. The Sky Pillar, aptly named, was huge, disappearing into the storm clouds. He took a deep, steadying breath.

“Well, here goes,” he muttered, and pushed the door open. Behind him, the Dragon-types gasped.

“You’ve already gotten farther than anyone else has in decades,” Altaria said.

“Unbelievable,” Salamence added. They followed him inside the Pillar. The structure let them come in out of the rain, but no further, as though they were stuck behind a force field. Felix, on the other hand, was able to continue all the way to the stairs, which seemed endless and kind of gave him vertigo if he looked up for too long.

Salamence was right. This was un-fucking-believable. Felix wasn’t even from here.

“Here goes nothing, I guess,” he said, and started up the stairs. As he went on, his damp clothes and sore muscles made the ascent nearly unbearable. He was lucky to be in such good shape. After what felt like an eternity, he reached another door to the outside. This had to be the top. He gave himself a few minutes to catch his breath, then went back out into the storm. In seconds, he was newly soaked, his hair sticking to his face and his clothes clinging to his body. He was absolutely terrified of getting blown off the tower. His claws protruded from the tips of his fingers, showing how perturbed he was and aiding him by giving him a little bit of purchase as he made the final climb. At the top sat an open triangular roof with very little in the way of walls to keep him from getting blown off the side. It looked like there had been a temple up here once, but little was left intact except the flat expanse of a stone altar. Felix decided he’d had enough. Nobody had told him what to do when he got to the top. How did one go about summoning a Legendary Pokémon?

He was too frustrated to go about it politely.

“Rayquaza!” he bellowed. “Get down here and fix your shit! Are you the protector of this world or not?!”

The answering roar shook the tower so hard Felix almost went to his hands and knees. In comparison to that roar, the storm was nothing. For a moment Felix could feel nothing, think of nothing, besides the certainty that Rayquaza was going to come down here and kill him.

A green shape burst through the storm clouds, and, beginning from that point and rippling outward, the clouds peeled back, as though repelled by the body cutting through the sky. Felix hadn’t realized how long he’d been climbing; it was night behind those clouds. He could see better in the moonlight than he’d been able to in the rain. Pale light glinted off the Dragon’s green scales as it landed atop the Sky Pillar, tail whipping. Rayquaza had no wings; it flew through sheer force of will and impeccable command of the air itself. Even now, neither its feet nor its tail touched the ground, instead levitating above.

�� The Pokémon’s eyes were black save for the glowing golden iris in each. Its hair was green, and from the back of its head protruded four straight green horns, the upper two taller and longer than the lower two. The green scales, like armor, peeled back from the creature, receding into its greenish skin in places, leaving glowing golden marks in their wake. It must have determined that Felix was not a threat. As though to reciprocate that assessment, Felix retracted his claws.

It was at that point Felix realized Rayquaza had a feminine shape, and with most of her scales out of the way, she was almost entirely naked.

Rayquaza could not figure out who or what stood before her. He was shorter than her, his bright blue hair and dark blue ears drenched from the rain, his clothes sticking to him like they’d been painted onto his lean, sharp body. She didn’t think he was part of the Shinx line, nor was he a Meowstic. He had no scales, so he definitely wasn’t a Vaporeon.

Right now, she supposed, it mattered very little what he was. He wasn’t a threat. In fact, the threat was elsewhere. She could feel it in the pressure of the air—Groudon and Kyogre were at it again. If she had to guess, they had reawakened their Primal forms, as well, making them even more formidable. In order to subdue them, she would need to Mega Evolve, something she’d not had to do in a long time. She hardly remembered the sensation of it. After being in the stratosphere for so long, she hardly remembered what it was like to truly live in her body at all.

She let her clawed feet touch the ground. The cat Pokémon was staring, stunned, at her, but he hadn’t yelled again, nor had he tried to get away.

“What is your name?” she asked him, approaching. Her tail remained floating in the air, wavering in air currents of her own creation.

“Felix,” he said. She cocked her head slightly. She hadn’t expected his speaking voice to be that low. She was close enough now to accurately gauge his height and build. He had to look up at her, and she down at him. She eyed the ridges of him under his clothes. He looked away from her, flustered, but didn’t protest, nor did he try to un-stick his clothes from his body.

“Where are you from?” she asked next.

“Paldea,” he answered, still not looking at her. Rayquaza considered all she knew about Paldea. It was far away from Hoenn, but she knew a fair amount about every region on the planet. After all, she was circling the globe constantly.

“Are you a Meowscarada, then?” she asked. His eyes met hers; he was clearly surprised. All the same, a little smile came to his lips.

“Yes,” he answered. “Most people don’t get that right.”

She smiled in return. “Most people haven’t seen as many things as I have,” she answered. Then, testing, she added, “You’re lovely.”

Even in the moonlight, she could see his flush worsen. It did nothing to diminish his beauty.

“So are you,” he said, and she was equally surprised by his forthrightness. He sneaked a glance at her and chewed his lip when he noticed the face she was making. “This isn’t how I thought it was going to go,” he amended.

“Oh?” she asked, regaining herself. “How did you think it was going to go?” It had been a long time since she’d interacted with another Pokémon like this; it was rare that anyone wanted to be so frank with a Legendary. Typically they either cowered or wanted to control her power.

“I thought you would appear, punish me for yelling, and then fly off to deal with the miscreants wrecking the continent,” he said honestly. She chuckled.

“That last part will still happen, but I’m afraid I need a bit of help with it,” she said. He blinked at her, and she continued. “I need to Mega Evolve in order to properly cow Kyogre and Groudon. It’s been a long time since I’ve had to take such measures, and I can hardly recall how to access that part of my power.”

“So what do we do?” he asked. She smiled again, appreciating that he said we.

“Unlike other Pokémon, I don’t require the external aid of a Mega Stone. The power to do so is already inside my body.”

She was acutely aware of the way Felix’s eyes darted over her form then, including a flicker of attention right between her legs. No doubt thinking about putting something else inside her body.

“Essentially,” she went on, “all I have to do is ground myself in my body once again, and I should be able to call out my full power.”

“And . . . How exactly do you ground yourself in your body?” he asked. His voice had pitched slightly lower now. Another good sign.

“There are many ways, but given the state of the world I should really . . . choose one of the quicker ones,” she said.

“How quick?” he asked, his voice quiet, meant only for their ears despite the empty air atop the tower.

“Before the sun comes up, certainly,” she mused.

“So we’ve got all night?”

She gave him a pointed, pleased look. He didn’t back down from it.

“You’ll help me, then?” she asked.

“Sure,” he answered without hesitation. “Whatever you need.”

Her tail flicked eagerly at that.

“Don’t over-promise before you even know the full extent of what I’m asking,” she said. He quirked an eyebrow at her.

“Then why don’t you tell me exactly what you’re asking, so I can be sure I’m up for it?” he challenged.

“I want to have sex with you. I want to be fully grounded in the sensations of my body until I forget everything else about myself. I want to become a creature of instinct and pleasure and little else,” she said. Felix’s eyes went wide for a moment, then narrowed thoughtfully.

“Would you have asked anyone who came to summon you to do this?” he asked. She laughed.

“Of course not. I would have flown away and found someone to my liking. I simply happened to be fortunate today, in that you are to my liking,” she said. “I’m choosing you, Felix. Not just any warm body will do. I want yours.”

“Then have it,” he said easily. “Have me. I want it, too.”

She turned around, her tail flicking in a gesture for Felix to follow her. Toward the top point of the Sky Pillar’s roof lay the altar where, generations ago, Rayquaza had been venerated like a god. She used her command over the air now to dry the surface, scowling a little as she thought of the fight ahead with Kyogre and Groudon. Felix must have seen her face and thought it was meant for the altar, because his ears twitched in thought before his face lit up, ears perking.

“Oh, I know,” he said, and then summoned a flurry of leaves and flowers, irises and delphiniums and poppies, all blue, which landed atop the altar. Not only did it look far more comfortable now, but it was also beautiful. She stared at it, touched by the gesture.

“Is that better?” he asked softly, watching her carefully. She turned to him and smiled.

“Yes,” she said. “Very much so.”

She stepped closer, tipping her head down to kiss him. Other than her lips on his, she did not touch him; there was a part of her that still needed to make absolutely certain that he wanted this, that he wasn’t just doing it to appease her, that he truly wasn’t afraid. She couldn’t explain it, but she well and truly cared what he thought of her; she wanted Felix to like her, which was preposterous since they’d only just met.

Felix couldn’t believe he was kissing a Legendary. What was his life? Her mouth was warm and soft on his, and it took a concerted effort for him not to groan or melt immediately. He hadn’t realized how starved for affection he truly was.

As he kissed her back, he realized she wasn’t touching him. Why wasn’t she touching him? Had she changed her mind? Did she not want to touch him?

He broke the kiss and waited for her black and gold eyes to open and meet his.

“Do you mind if I take these off?” he asked, fidgeting the hem of his shirt. She shook her head.

“I don’t mind at all,” she said. “They look incredibly uncomfortable stuck to you like that.”

“They are,” he said as he peeled his shirt off his body. “Cold, too,” he added. A look of concern or perhaps sympathy overtook her features, but as he tugged his pants and underwear off, the expression was quickly replaced by one much darker, hungrier.

Her eyes scanned him from top to bottom. The trek to the top of the Sky Pillar had left his musculature tense and defined, and her eyes scraped over every dip and ridge of him now. His chest, his abdomen, his v-line, his thighs. Then they trailed him less politely, following his blue happy trail down to his half-hard cock. Her eyes fluttered a little wider, and he bit his lip, resisting the urge to let shyness take over.

“May I?” she asked, her gaze darting from his cock to his eyes and back again. He nodded eagerly.

“Please do,” he said. She moved a little closer, and it took every bit of his self-control not to press his body against hers. Even from here, he could feel the warmth radiating from her, and he was greedy for it. Her nails looked like claws, but when she touched him she ensured they didn’t hurt him. Starting at his clavicle she trailed her hand down his body until she held his length in her hand. Her other hand rested gently on his hip while she worked his cock, coaxing him to his full length and girth. While she did, the remainder of her armor-like scales retreated into her golden skin markings, leaving her entirely naked in front of him. A needy throb went down his cock. Her eyes flicked up to meet his; clearly, she’d felt it.

“You look so good and I want you so bad,” he admitted.

“Then it’s a good thing we’re here together, hm?” she answered. He nodded.

Her touch left him for a moment, just long enough for her to levitate up onto the altar. Every move she made was so graceful, and Felix hopped up easily after, catlike. His muscles might have been sore, but they still worked.

She sat and he moved close to her, their legs basically tangled as she took his cock in her hand again, and he leaned forward to lap his tongue gingerly against one of her nipples. She shivered in delight.

“Your tongue feels good,” she said. He blinked curiously at her.

“Really? I’ve been told before that it feels too rough . . .”

“No, I like it,” she said, so he went right back to work with it. Licking and sucking her breasts brought the sweetest moans out of her, and when he took a chance and left a hickey against the swell of one, she looked at him like he was the loveliest thing she’d ever seen.

“Will you lie down for me?” he asked. She nodded, doing as he requested, golden and glowing amidst the blue flowers. He shifted to put his face between her legs, coming face to face with how sopping wet she was. It was reassuring to know he wasn’t the only one aroused out of his mind.

He put his mouth back to work, focusing his tongue mostly on her clit but rewarding himself with lick after lick of her wetness, as well. She moaned and squirmed for him, and when he slid two fingers inside her there was no resistance. She sighed, her back arching as he curled his fingers, pumping in steady strokes. All the while he sucked on her clit, rubbing his tongue over it, and when she came he eagerly lapped up the new gush of fluids, her taste changed ever so slightly.

“Felix,” she whimpered, sounding nearly delirious with pleasure. Hearing her voice like that made him dizzy; this creature of legend was losing herself for him.

“You taste so good,” he said in answer. Then he moved up to kiss her, mouth open and sloppy, their tongues grazing together. When they broke apart panting, he gave her a lopsided grin. “See?”

She nodded. “Do you taste good, too?”

“I—”

Before he could form a complete response she had already flipped them over, her command over the air making it so that she hardly had to touch him to do it. When she lowered her mouth to his cock, taking just the tip inside, Felix squeezed his eyes shut and groaned. He was already so fucking aroused, so fucking ready to be touched, that even that little bit sent him spiraling.

“You’re not going to be able to do that for very long,” he managed to say. She looked up at him questioningly.

“Hmm?” she hummed around him, taking more of his length into her mouth. The vibration shot straight through his cock, and he groaned again.

“If I come like that then I won’t be able to come inside your sweet cunt, and that’s what I really want,” he said. Her golden irises flashed at him and she hummed again, this time in approval, as she started bobbing along his cock. He was plenty slick with saliva and pre-cum, making her job oh-so-easy. He brushed her green hair back from her face, tucking it delicately around her horns to keep it out of the way. She looked so fucking good like that, mouth fastened around his glistening cock, and after another couple of minutes, he simply couldn’t take it anymore.

“You have to stop,” he moaned, and she did as requested, a soft pop of broken suction accompanying her mouth leaving his length. She worked him in her hand just a moment more, looking down at him contentedly.

“You know, I didn’t expect that,” she said softly. He tossed her a quizzical look.

“Expect what?”

“You to be this big,” she said. He flushed. Rayquaza was tall and imposing, par for the course with Legendaries. Considering his height and lean build, one would be within their rights to assume his cock would be proportionate to the rest of him, and therefore not enough to fill her.

That assumption, however, would be incorrect.

“Shall we see how it fits?” she asked him. He nodded without hesitation.

“Please.”

Please.

She couldn’t deny Felix, not after he had been so good and so sweet and made her orgasm so nicely. An anticipatory shudder went through her at the thought of how hard she’d be able to come while full of him.

She would have made the decision to be with Felix regardless of cock size, especially since he’d already shown he was perfectly adept with his hands and mouth, but finding that his dick was plenty big enough for her . . . She was excited, to say the least.

She positioned herself above him, lining him up properly with her entrance with one hand and balancing herself on the altar with the other. She expected him to be watching the place where they were about to meet, and was surprised to find him looking up at her face instead. As she sank down onto him, she watched his face, too, saw bliss eclipse all else on his features. Once she’d taken him entirely inside, she sighed a moan, and he groaned along with her, a throb of want going through his cock, which she felt acutely with her inner walls.

“I believe that’s a perfect fit,” she breathed, giving herself a moment to simply sit on him and get used to it. He nodded his agreement. When she started moving, though, his expression immediately changed, his eyelids drooping halfway while he moaned.

“Perfect is right,” he groaned. She placed her hands primly on his chest, using him for support while she moved up and down on him, taking care to pull up as close to his tip as she could before dropping back down. She was already so wet with spit and cum that every bob came with the slap of damp skin on damp skin, obscene in a way she hadn’t realized she’d missed so much. She’d been a loner most of her life, taking her duties as a protector of the world seriously, but here, now, she wondered if she might want something else just as much, or more.

“You feel so good, Felix,” she whined, fighting to keep her rhythm steady. As much as she wanted to furiously rut against him until she came again, the rest of her wanted to draw this out, to savor.

He took that choice away from her. All he had to do was pull her down a little by the back of her neck and then he had her nipple in his mouth again, sucking ardently. She whined louder, unwittingly picking up her pace, short, hard bucks on his cock that had him hitting the deepest parts of her until she couldn’t stand it anymore. Another orgasm hit her and she couldn’t stay quiet about it, moaning high and loud. Felix released her breast and took hold of her hips with both hands, forcing her to keep moving through her high, which only made it harsher, longer. She was panting little gasps and moans now, and his eyes didn’t leave her face throughout the whole thing. He looked positively enraptured, like she was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen. It had been a long time since someone had looked at her with something other than fear or trepidation.

She didn’t want him to stop. She didn’t want to leave this behind.

Feeling her orgasm on his fingers was one thing, but on his cock was infinitely better. Felix hadn’t been prepared for how perfect it would feel, how her squeezing him like that would almost send him over the damn edge, too. Between the feeling of her, the sounds she made, and the way her face contorted in pleasure, he almost couldn’t take it. He let his hands slip from her hips to her thighs, and her movements slowed and then stopped, though the blissed-out look on her face didn’t lessen at all.

“Would you like more?” he asked, his voice low and soft. She nodded instantly, her black and gold eyes opening to meet his.

“Please,” she said, and she sounded so desperate for him that he groaned. He urged her up and she complied, whining as his cock slid out of her, dripping wet onto him in the process. He sighed raggedly as he moved out from under her and instead put himself behind her. He pushed her forward onto her hands and knees, and she swept her tail aside to give him room.

“Lower,” he said. She did as he asked, spreading her legs wider and leaning forward until her chest was against the flowers. Felix made a throaty noise that would have been embarrassing in any other context. She looked so fucking sexy spread open like that.

“Ready?” he asked in a low voice.

“Yes,” she answered immediately, shifting her hips slightly, the end of her tail flicking.

Biting his lip, he pressed into her slowly, letting them each feel every bit of the other. He took his time like that for maybe half a minute, long, slow, deep thrusts that let them both savor. She whined with each one, always the loudest while he was deep inside her, and Felix’s answering moans agreed with her. They sounded good together, their voices a perfect harmony in his head, their bodies a flawless fit.

“Felix,” she whimpered, “more.”

His restraint snapped. In the span of two thrusts, he’d gone from a leisurely tempo to fucking her ruthlessly; he couldn’t fathom disappointing her, couldn’t imagine giving her anything less than what she needed. He reflexively reached for her upper right horn, pulling on it just enough to make her arch her back, to make his thrusts rattle through her that much more deeply. She made a ragged noise of pleasure.

In retaliation, her tail wound around his body, putting pressure on his back and forcing him to drill into her harder, making every thrust punishingly rough for both of them. Felix couldn’t control his noises anymore. His strength faltered, but hers didn’t, keeping the brutal pace he’d decided to set.

“Fuck,” he growled, “fuck, you’re going to make me come.”

“Good,” she moaned, “good, I want to feel it so badly. I want to feel you filling me up.”

“Shit,” he hissed, grabbing for her lower left horn with his free hand, forcing a harsher arch into her back. She squealed, but her tail kept pushing him, making his cock jab her front wall soundly with every thrust. He only realized when she started shaking and crying out that she’d been using him to hammer her g-spot, wringing another orgasm from her body.

He felt her waves of pleasure acutely with his cock, and like the flip of a switch, he came, too. His moans were deep and low, jagged in his throat and to his ears, his vision going fuzzy for a few seconds as he came harder than he could ever remember coming before. He supposed that’s just what sex with a Legendary was like.

Her tail loosened around his body, and he relinquished her horns in return. Just in time, too, because her golden markings started glowing, and right then, with his cock buried in her cunt and his cum pooling inside her, Rayquaza Mega Evolved.

Her tail split into two halfway down the length of it. The gold markings peeled off her body, leaving black echoes in their wake, and became like streamers around her, waving in a breeze that came from her body. Her lower horns thickened and curved forward, becoming perfect goring weapons. If Felix was Groudon or Kyogre, he would have been terrified. As it was, he knew in the core of his being that Rayquaza would never hurt him.

When her transformation completed, she was still shaking and whimpering, the very last of her orgasm tapering around his cock. He shivered, too, and distantly wondered how the fuck he was supposed to go back to normal sex after this.

“Thank you,” she whined. Slowly, Felix pulled his softening cock out of her, groaning with renewed want at the gush of their combined fluids that followed. He couldn’t help it; he leaned forward and started lapping it up. Her wordless whines escalated in volume and her trembling worsened, but Felix didn’t let up until she was clean.

“Fuck,” she whimpered. She rolled over and opened her arms for him, and he immediately curled against her, mindful of her altered horns. They lay there for a while; Felix dozed off at one point and when he woke up, the sun was beginning to peek over the horizon. His stomach sank.

“It’s time?” he asked softly, pulling away from her. She nodded, her expression solemn but her eyes soft. She floated down from the altar, her scales reemerging from the black markings on her body, turning her back into the fearsome, armored warrior the world knew best. Felix jumped down, too, and got dressed.

“There are two Pokémon at the bottom of the Pillar that helped me get here. We can’t leave them,” he insisted. She smiled, and he noted that her teeth had become more vicious in her transformation, too.

“Of course,” she answered. “I’ll escort all three of you to safety, and then do what needs to be done.”

“Please be careful,” he blurted. She moved close to him and leaned carefully in to kiss him. Her horns didn’t so much as graze him.

“Don’t worry,” she said, her smile taking on a cocky slant. “I’ve never lost to these two.”

He beamed back at her.

True to her word, Rayquaza escorted Felix and his Dragon-type friends to the nearby island city of Sootopolis. Salamence and Altaria seemed unable to believe they were seeing and speaking to the Sky High Pokémon in the flesh. This was a sentiment shared by the residents of Sootopolis, who first panicked upon seeing Mega Rayquaza, only for that panic to turn to confusion when she dropped off three regular Pokémon. That confusion then morphed into shock when Rayquaza kissed the smallest one goodbye.

Suddenly, the weirdest thing about Felix was not that he was blue. He might have had to answer a lot of questions, had Rayquaza not left immediately to deal with Kyogre and Groudon, which caused a new extreme weather surge. Between Mega Rayquaza’s Delta Stream whipping the winds into a frenzy, Primal Kyogre’s Primordial Sea influencing storm conditions, and Primal Groudon’s Desolate Land making the heat and humidity nearly unbearable, they all had to seek shelter and wait it out until it was over.

It felt like an eternity. The howling storm was broken up only by the screams and roars of the Legendaries, and that was just as, if not more, horrifying. Was Rayquaza winning? Was it a true three-way fight, or had Groudon and Kyogre decided to team up against the newcomer? Felix couldn’t tell anything by sound alone. He just had to believe what she’d said—Rayquaza had never lost to Kyogre and Groudon, and she wouldn’t start today.

At last, things went quiet; both the fighting and the weather had ceased. Felix immediately understood this to mean a few things. First: Rayquaza had defeated Groudon and Kyogre. Second: She’d exhausted herself and lost her Mega Form, thus losing her Delta Stream ability and bringing back her base Air Lock ability, which equalized pressure differentials and regulated all weather in her immediate vicinity, like when she’d punched through the storm back at the Sky Pillar.

Felix was the first one up and outside, and everyone else, understanding nothing about him except that he was inexplicably close to Rayquaza, followed his lead. He made his way up the cliffs to the tallest point in Sootopolis City and shaded his eyes as he looked out over the water in the direction she’d disappeared.

It was possible that the fight had been a draw. Maybe Rayquaza had had just enough strength to defeat Groudon and Kyogre but not enough to get back to dry land. What if she was floating in the ocean somewhere, dying?

He’d known her for less than a day, but he already couldn’t imagine a world without her in it, entirely for selfish reasons. Forget the defender of the planet shit; what was Felix personally going to do without her?

He nearly fell over with relief as he saw her green body cutting through the air, her tail flicking like a rudder. She wasn’t moving as quickly as before, but she was alive. Felix directed those who had followed him to move back, to give her enough room to land. Weirdly enough, they all listened to him without question. It was as though, in their eyes, he had Rayquaza’s authority.

She landed, and this time, she touched all the way down, no longer having the strength to levitate. Even her tail dragged on the ground. Her scales were banged up, but she smiled at Felix all the same.

“Told you,” she said, her voice a wisp of what it had been before. When she collapsed, he was there to catch her.

The residents of Sootopolis City were more than happy to let Rayquaza and Felix stay for as long as they wanted. After all, their city would have been the first wiped completely off the map by Kyogre and Groudon, and gratitude like that necessitated at least a week of free room and board.

Rayquaza recovered her strength quickly. To her surprise, the city folk were friendly with her. It wasn’t just awe inspired by her victory, either. They were genuinely kind and at ease with her, something she couldn’t remember experiencing in the past. It took her a couple of days of observation to figure out exactly what was different, though.

It was Felix. They’d seen the way she treated him—the way she looked at him, the kisses she freely gave and received, the way he held her hand or the way her tail would absently brush against him—and determined that, no, she wasn’t actually that scary after all. She was powerful, ageless, but she was just a Pokémon, same as all of them. It had only taken Felix—sunny, friendly, kind Felix—to show them that she wanted the same things as everyone else.

On the fifth day, he asked to talk with her privately. She, of course, agreed. She liked being in his presence and loved the way it felt when his attention was only on her.

“I’m sorry to bring it up now,” he started quietly, bringing her back to the room they’d been sharing at the local inn. They had each been offered a separate room, and Felix had refused his. “But it’s eating me alive, and I can’t relax until I know one way or the other.”

“You want to know when I’ll be leaving,” she guessed. His expression creased with hurt, and she immediately realized her mistake. She’d said when, not if. Like she’d already decided.

“Oh,” he muttered, forcing a laugh. “Well, that settles that, then.”

He made to turn away, but she reached for him, taking his left hand with both of hers.

“No, Felix,” she said. “I misspoke. I misspoke, out of habit. I’ve never felt like there was a place I belonged down here, but now . . . Maybe that’s not the case. I . . . I’ve never felt wanted like this before. You saw that I wasn’t someone to be feared, and convinced others it was true. I don’t want to leave that behind. I don’t want to leave you behind.”

He turned back to look her in the face, scanning her features, his face so open and hopeful that her heart squeezed.

“I think,” she went on, “that the reason I stayed up there for so long, alone . . . was because I thought there would never be a place for me down here . . . But I see that isn’t the case anymore . . . I want to stay . . . With you . . . I don’t want to be alone anymore.”

He made a sound like she’d sucker-punched the air out of him, but he was smiling. He squeezed her hands with both of his.

“Then stay with me,” he said. “You know I wasn’t about to ask you to leave.”

She leaned in to kiss him, and he kissed her back right away, his ears perking. He had to break the kiss after a few seconds, though, because he couldn’t stop smiling, which made it difficult to use his mouth for anything else.

“You have the prettiest smile I’ve ever seen,” she blurted, his sunny expression knocking all the thoughts out of her head. He laughed.

“Thanks,” he said. “Yours is pretty radiant, too.”

That drew her smile out, and he beamed even brighter. “There it is!” he declared. “Now that that’s settled, I have another question.” She looked at him inquisitively. Suddenly, he looked bashful, his ears swiveling a little and giving it away. “Um, I mean, I figure since you’ve been up in the stratosphere for so long, you probably don’t have a great idea of what’s going on down here. Not that I think you couldn’t learn quickly or anything. But I thought it might be easier if I just asked you to live with me instead?”

She laughed, grinning now. “That sounds lovely. Thank you.”

He sighed in relief, his shoulders sagging as his ears came back up. “Great,” he said. “I figure you’re still going to have to be away sometimes because aliens are real apparently? But I have an apartment in Slateport and I get lonely, so whenever you’re down here amongst us mortals, I’d love to have you there.”

“Do you have two beds?” she asked abruptly. He flushed.

“Um, no,” he said. “I kind of figured . . . I mean, we’ve been sharing one bed this whole week, and after what . . . Oh my god.”

She giggled. “I’m teasing you,” she said. “I like sharing with you. I’d like to continue sharing with you.”

He took a few steps past her and collapsed facedown on their hotel bed. “Why would you do that to me?” he whined, though it was muffled.

“Because I think you’re pretty when you blush,” she said, turning to face him. He rolled over to look at her again.

“In that case, I have one last question,” he said, still a little red in the face. “Do you only have sex when you need to Mega Evolve, or do you get regular horny like us mere mortals?”

She gave him a crooked smile, approaching the bed and climbing leisurely over him. “Why do you ask?”

“Because sex with you was probably the best I’ve ever had and if you decide you don’t want to do it again I might have to become a monk,” he said, sounding gravely serious. The full effect just made her laugh again, then lean down to kiss him.

“I get regular horny,” she confirmed. “Though it takes a very special individual to make me feel it, so once I’ve found one, I’d prefer not to let them go.”

“Is it me?” he asked, his eyes wide. He sounded perfectly genuine, like it would be wrong of him to assume. She decided now would be a good time to sit directly down on his dick. She hadn’t realized he was already half-hard, but he groaned instantly, and she shifted her hips side to side. He squeezed his eyes shut.

“Of course it’s you,” she said, and leaned down to kiss him again, which he instantly opened his mouth for. Unable to keep still now that they’d started, she retracted her scales, leaving her naked while she grinded against him.

“Let me at least take my pants off, please,” he whined, and she lifted off him just long enough to let him do it. She looked him over carefully, noting he was almost at full mast now despite the minimal contact. “Oh, don’t look at me like that. You can’t seriously tell me that you didn’t notice me panting after you all week.”

“I have been very busy,” she teased. “The townspeople have been very curious about me.”

He pouted. She kissed him again, unable to handle it. “I noticed,” she amended softly, “but I didn’t want to assume things about you . . . About us . . .”

She sat down against him again, rubbing her slit along his shaft, stimulating both of them and helping him get wet enough to take her. He moaned, and her tail flicked excitedly.

“I appreciate that,” he murmured.

“It’s what you deserve,” she said. “If we’re going to do this . . . be together . . . then we’re equals in it. I won’t assume things about you, and you won’t assume things about me . . . We’ll talk, and we’ll learn, and we’ll grow together.”

“Yes,” he moaned. At that moment, his cock slipped inside her hands-free, and he groaned loud and deep, his eyes losing focus for a moment. “Fuck.”

A little shiver went down her spine. He somehow felt even better now than he had the first time.

“Besides,” she continued, “where else am I supposed to find a fit as perfect as this?”

“Nowhere,” he said, meeting her eyes. “You’re mine, and I’m yours.”

She smiled lazily, working her cunt up and down his cock at a leisurely pace. She leaned down, her chest pressing against his while she kissed him. “That’s right,” she breathed against his mouth. Then she moved her mouth to his neck and sucked on the skin. He made a sound somewhere between a moan and a whine, his hips fidgeting up against her, shoving himself more deeply inside her and coaxing her into a quicker pace. When she pulled her mouth off him there was a stark pink mark in her wake. She ran her tongue over it, and he shuddered.

“I need to fuck you,” he groaned. “Please.”

She obliged, flipping them over and staring up at him. He yanked his shirt off and threw it aside. Then he started snapping his hips desperately into her. Her hands drew down his body from his shoulders to his ass to his thighs, feeling his muscles at work. He panted another moan, pulling her left knee to hook over his shoulder and leaning forward, his arms planted into the bed by her head. The new angle made him drive deeper into her, rubbing her front wall the way she loved, and she moaned, too, letting her eyes droop closed for a moment.

“That’s it, Felix,” she hummed. “Filling me so well.”

“Uh-huh,” he groaned. “Giving that sweet cunt what it needs.”

She sighed again, letting his voice wash over her. There wasn’t a single thing about him that wasn’t attractive. Apparently, she wasn’t paying him enough attention, because his left hand sneaked between their bodies and started rubbing her clit. She gasped, her eyes flying open, only to see him smirking at her.

“When I said I needed to fuck you,” he said, “you didn’t think that meant I was only concerned with my orgasm, did you?”

She moaned wordlessly as he straightened up a little, allowing him a better angle to tease her clit while still driving deeply into her.

“No,” he said, answering his own question. “That’ll never be enough for me. I don’t get off until you do. In fact, when you get off, it helps me.”

“Such an attentive lover,” she said, watching his cock fuck in and out of her. “How did I get so lucky?”

“Ask the stupid Sky Pillar,” he said, chuckling. She laughed too, the genuine answer so unexpected. He bit his lip, watching her face, and despite what they were doing, he looked so genuinely enraptured by her.

“You’re so beautiful,” he said. “How did I get so lucky?”

She couldn’t help flushing just a little bit. She moved her other leg onto his shoulder, locking her legs behind his head and pulling him forward. The angle of his cock changed inside her and she fidgeted in delight. He groaned, his face so close to hers, and she tried to kiss him, a sloppy affair which quickly became her stroking his tongue with hers.

“Harder,” she ordered, uncrossing her legs behind his head and letting him carry out that directive in any way he saw fit. He straightened up, his hands keeping her thighs pinned back against her torso. The angle made her groan and roll her eyes back; he was finding all of her sensitive spots so quickly. Her breasts were pressed together between her thighs, and he teased one of her nipples with his thumb. If she hadn’t been so far gone with pleasure, she probably would have found his multitasking quite impressive.

As it was though, that was enough. She made a low, throaty noise as her orgasm washed over her, a euphoric feeling with her cunt stuffed full like that.

“Oh, that’s it,” Felix moaned. “That’s fucking it. You feel so good coming around me like that.”

All she could do was nod as she continued to moan wordlessly. The sensation changed again, though, when Felix pulled her legs back down and lifted her hips up, targeting a completely different spot. Her moans tapered up until they became little cries, her prolonged orgasm nearly overwhelming her entirely.

“Fuck, Felix, fuck—”

“Just a little more, I’m so—”

He wasn’t able to finish his sentence, cutting himself off with a choked groan. She watched his face, the way orgasm took him over completely, his lips parted and his eyes mostly closed and his muscles so deliciously tight. She’d been unable to see him like this during their first time, and what a fucking treat it was now.

His cum was warm inside her, pump after pump. Even when he couldn’t make himself thrust anymore, the pulse of his cock emptying into her felt so fucking good, adding to the overstimulation. He let her hips down onto the bed again, panting and gasping above her as their orgasms died together. When his eyes were able to focus again, he gazed down at her with affection so soft that she whimpered quietly.

“Thank you,” she murmured. He looked confused.

“For what?”

“For choosing me,” she said. He smiled gently.

“Always,” he said, despite the fact that it was too soon, despite the fact that he could not possibly have known.

And yet, she chose to believe him.

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