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A Journey Like No Other (LittleLux x Spirits)

Spirits

Spirits

Supernova
Joined
May 6, 2013
Location
Everywhere.... Nah in the U.S :P (Hell)
It was late in the evening, a rather dreary evening. It wasn't raining as one would normally expect of such a tragic evening, what's more there was not a cloud in the sky, the stars glowed dimly compared to the moons lovely shine... However not a creature made a sound, no sound of chirping nor snoring, it was...unsettling to say the least. Such an eerie silence. Within the woods, these silent woods, hidden away in the dark of the night was a small cabin, a cabin that was home to a young pokemon trainer by the name of Noel Shankara, it was an unusual name, but then again Noel was unusual, though...not at all that unusual. He was still awake past 1 in the morning, watching some T.V... well more accurately watching static on his T.V with the volume turned down, he allowed his dear little ditto sitting in his lap change the channel in efforts to try to bring up his mood.

His pokemon that were with him, were smart... He concluded that much when he first received them from his parents, he had them for 'ages', they were some of his closest friends...Even so, there was a reason why Noel was so gloomy. He was cheated on...For about a full two years, he'd been...Cheated on, a girl he'd been dating was cheating on him, nearly the entire time... How the hell could someone who looked so real, be nothing more than a damn whore? Someone so amazing...was fake. It was too good to be true anyway. She was so beautiful... It was impossible. He was a fool for believing that anyone would actually...desire him at all. Desire him in anyway. So there he sat on his sofa, with his messy brownish-blonde hair, his slightly curled bangs covering his brown eyes. He hissed slightly, a small more gutteral hiss escaped his thin yet...bulky body, he was dressed plainly, plain white shirt and black jeans... He was so average. No wonder the bitch was using him... His parents were gone for a while, they never specified how long, so for now was just him and his pokemon. He patted the head of his ditto... He felt just god-damn awful, abysmal by all means...
 
Noel lifted his head with a frown, he thought he had heard something. He resumed watching the stati- There it was again...and...another sound something that sounded like a kind of...bleat. He left his Ditto on the couch, as he went to the door, to inspect what was out there. Normally he wouldn't have opened the door despite whatever human sound he heard out there, but this wasn't a human sound, it was that of a pokemon, one that obviously couldn't be a big pokemon like an Ursaring or a Tyrannitar, not even a Surskit or a Minun, after all, since when do Minun BLEAT? He hesitated in opening the door for at least an instant before he finally summoned his courage and opened the door. He saw no one at his door at first, at least until he looked down.

It was a precious little Deerling, he was a sucker for cute things, as well as adorable pokemon, he picked her up, wordless at first, just staring at her, he hugged her tightly musing, it was like hugging a little adorable plushie. If someone at this point wanted an example of how Noel was a weird one, well now one could see their example.

He saw the berries and picked them up, he honestly didn't understand, and who could blame him. It just looked like a Deerling had wandered to his doorstep with a snack, even so he was glad that such a little ray of moonlight showed up at his door, she was so adorable and soft, it took his mind off of the break up, some color returned to his face.

He looked somewhat physically healthy now, at least in regards that he now had color, but his eyes continued to reflect that despair he felt. That despair, the Deerling had indeed brightened his day, but he was still reminded of the break-up..
 
He looked at the berry in the small Deerlings mouth, he was confused since she wasn't eating it. She wasn't hungry then? Then why did she bother bringing berries in? It took him a moment longer and her pressing the berry into his lips to finally understand her intentions. It made him chuckle ever so slightly, "You think I'm hungry?...Or perhaps sick." He smiled at her slightly moved by her apparent concern for him. He honestly didn't expect that a pokemon of all things would actually care about him being so sad, he just wondered how exactly she figured out that he was depressed, or...that she was even aware that he was depressed. Even so, he was still moved by her concern. He quickly ate the berry turning slightly red since he had...indirectly kissed a pokemon, but that wasn't a big deal, after all pokemon were pokemon and people were people.

He quickly ate the berry, it was bitter, quite bitter, but he sort of felt...revitalized, and the act of kindness from the Deerling gave him just enough of a morale boost to brighten up slightly. His eyes had a bit of that gleam they had before that bitch rolled into his life, his vitality, his ardor, his innocence. It all returned, only a little, but it was still a quite significant step to his recovery. He smiled at the Deerling, closing the door behind him, though she was indeed a wild pokemon, he supposed it wouldn't hurt if he let her stay in for the night, as a way to repay her for her kindness. The cold wind of the woods were now shut out by the warmth, nearly ember like warmth of the cabin.

He petted her head with his palm, gently caressing the back of her head, as well as her ears, he had a loving touch, a gentle nearly silky touch. He smiled kissing her on her nose tenderly at first... tenderly... she was a pokemon, a pokemon, and he was...a human. He shook his head shaking several really weird thoughts out of his head. He sat down with the Deerling in his favorite chair caressing her back tenderly. Like how one would pet a dog..or...console a child. With affection. His hand was getting a bit close to her rear, really close...
 
She had such sleek fur, it was nearly like touching bare skin, as if every time his palm touched her, it felt like touching the flesh of a femme, but...it was much fairer, softer, if not...more desirable... Her eyes, her large innocent eyes that just shared a lovely look into her, a sort of...innocence existed within her, but something more, something more wild. He let those thoughts return, the thought of feeling her skin touch his in a more tender way, feeling her sweat trickle down along her body, and the warmth of...of... Inside her...he needed to be inside her.

So much loneliness had consumed him, he was desperate, and the deerling herself was such a cute little thing, tender, affectionate...and cute...
He wondered how tight that cute little ass was, just looking at her uncovered sex was already sparking a huge sea of little 'experiments' he could perform with the Deerling.

He turned slightly red as she started to...perhaps SHOW him that she wanted him as well, licking his neck, nuzzling into him. Normally he would have just perceived it as her just being friendly, but of course that was before she began straddling him. Almost as though he read her mind, he said "I want you..." breathless, consumed not by grief but now by lust, pure lust. "You have such a beautiful coat.... Pink, precious, not to mention flawless, and sleek..."
He said nipping her ears lightly, his hands not held her in a more...carnal way, lightly rubbing down her hindquarters. He smiled as he then moved one hand away, unzipping his pants to reveal his massive rod.

He imagined she'd be rather intimidated by it due to it's size, he kissed her nose lightly. "Go ahead and lick it, you're more than perfect to be...my mate.." He said with a blush, embarrassed by hearing himself say such a thing.
 
Ah yes, he was not at all inexperienced when it came to intercourse, of course he wasn't at all an expert either. He was no playboy, he didn't believe in such...being a playboy that is. He learned all that he did from experience, mostly experience and pure instinct, his girlfriend was his first, of course it was quite an awkward first time, since she too was apparently a virgin. The first time he took her to bed, it seemed like she attempted to just exhaust him. She kept giving him oral, for no true rhyme or reason, she SWALLOWED like a pro, choking down every last bit of his thick creamy ropes of his seed. He imagined that was just her plan from the start, to just exhaust him to avoid really going at it.

To her surprise, he could still go on, and for much longer. A virgin's libido was something to be feared, and she eventually gave in telling him what position to assume. Needless to say it was not at all that...pleasing, nor all that exciting, though she seemed to be having a ball. It took longer for him to cum, due to him being completely turned off by her own actions and the very minimal pleasure he was receiving. When he entered her, it of course felt fantastic for an instant...until she pulled his long shaft out of her rosy pink sex, to just work said shaft with her fingers for a moment, and she put it back inside only to repeat the process for the rest of said sexual encounter. It honestly wasn't at all that entertaining... nor that...stimulating, so THAT was his first time... but now...

His mind snapped back to now, remembering this sweet little deerling, who even now was simply eating his cock, bobbing her adorable head up and down his shaft. However for an instant, Noel thought he had heard... a small voice, like the small coo of a dove, or rather the soft little crooning of a lover. He didn't look around at all, due to there...being no one at home, aside from he, his Ditto, and the Deerling, even then, the Ditto was just watching t.v and nothing at all special either. It was some sort of movie by the looks of it, and an ANIMATED movie at that. He looked down at the Deerling in light confusion, Could she have... Though it was of course preposterous to think that a pokemon actually said something or, that perhaps even her thoughts were now entering his head as though she were speaking to him. Preposterous but....real?

It was not impossible, after all many people denyed the existence of a living Relicanth that had somehow managed to remain alive to this day, but it was real, as were many legendary pokemon once thought to be myth. So.... What was so 'improbable' about THIS?

To experiment, he decided to move a step further, though he didn't entirely want to make the Deerling stop what she was doing, he hoped that she'd be in more of a mood to get right down to business than to continue said foreplay. He smiled at her, caressing her plump rear as his fingers took a light taste of her sex, sinking into the little puffy pink slit, letting them twist around inside her for a moment until he said "I want you too.."
 
My my~ the Deerlings juices had a nice taste, a sweet, yet somehow tart like taste, a nectar of undeniable delectable taste, something heavenly, nearly godly. How to describe it... a lovely syrup like fluid, with a taste that was...quite addictive, if anything it may have been something more intimate, a secret aphrodisiac. A darling little seductive wine born from their heated amount of foreplay...

He was pleased to see that the deerling was quite pleased with his tongue's work. If anything, this position may be one that she truly does enjoy further perhaps due to the intimacy and the unusually long amount of pleasure given to her despite him not having sinking his sword into her sheath...

He heard it again... That little voice, that voice of a darling little dove...in heat. No one was in the area, aside from his ditto and his little deerling fuck-toy. He smiled, perhaps...it was real... "..Don't get too excited my dear..." He said with a smile as he continued to toy with her sex, smiling more broadly as he felt her sex start to constrict further around his fingers.
 
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