Her Grip

Rougher version~
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Always keep your badges handy, they said. You don't want any Pokémon to disobey your orders. Just show the badges, and the Pokémon will obey you.

Well you've got the badges! And yet she just keeps coming. Like a firecracker indeed - once she's been lit, she's loud, explosive, and you can't do anything to stop her. Leaping up, paws on your chest, and have you ever had a girl do that with fire coming out of her eyes!? Show her a badge, she just slices it away with her tail! And when you go scrabbling to pick it up, out comes that tongue, the teeth that have become oh-so used to pulling down your waistband...

Dammit! You have to do it again. Another round of calming her down.

That's what you call it. What else are you gonna think it is? It's not training. No, not training. It's... negotiation. You do this, and she'll... well. You know...

Slide her spade over your tip. Shove her hips down even while you're stuttering out a command to wait. A paw presses on your face, slamming your head back, hitting a rock - stars fly in your vision, and through them, her happy snarl gleams. She bounces in your lap, her hot walls clinging hungrily to your shaft...

G-gah, the bad girl! Tail lashing against the ash-choked sky, You're just doing this so she'll... well, so she won't... so that...

Her claws dig into your chest. Her eyes, licking flame, lid in pleasure as her walls clamp around you. That wet spade holds onto your shaft with every rise, before she slams down with a wet squelch. You hold onto her, fingers trembling against her muscles, her heartbeat pounding beneath her thin fur.

You're not doing this to calm her down anymore.

You're doing this because you're hers.
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