Cafe Plaisir: Canid's Adventure EX2 - True Nature
#14 of Café Plaisir: Canid's Adventure
Here we are folks; the next, and currently, the last entry in the Canid's Adventure series. It's not any kind of climax or true ending, so I suppose I should take a little time to talk about why I never continued it!
I suppose a big, fairly obvious reason was the character of Canid. He was always a self-insert character, and eventually that's what turned me away from the series. Not only was he very out-of-place in the world of Plaisir (I never really did anything with how he was different - it never featured as a plot point), but he was also such a Mary Sue (everyone likes him, like, totally) that any kind of overarcing storyline was difficult and forced. Drama is born from conflict, and there was rarely any conflict in Canid's Adventure.
Does that mean I dislike the series? Well... yes, but also no. True, I consider it some of my weaker works, but reading back over it has shown me the good side of it. There's definitely an air of whimsy about the world of Plaisir that I'm very glad I was able to capture, and I suppose that must explain the amount of interest that these stories still garner for the series. Each chapter opened a door to a different character, and was driven very much by the personalities of those characters - so that must hold a great interest to those whom the character is new to! And also, I suppose it was my exploration of the world that can make the story engaging at times. Heck, I still liked having a nice read of some of the sex scenes! It was a fine outlet. So, in all, I gotta say - while it's my weakest published writing (due to being so old), I can still see a lot of the goodness in it - and I'm glad you can too!
I suppose the question may arise - do I dislike self-insert storylines? It's certainly a recurring theme in furry fiction. Heck, even other Plaisir stories - like October's Jaunt or Battling Pride - have (at least some) themes of self-insert. So do I dislike them?
Well, it depends what's done with it, but usually the answer is no - I don't dislike them. You see, self-insert storylines can become problematic when it's little more than a fantasy for the writer made real. Nothing wrong for the writer to do that - we're allowed to write what we want, after all! - but often, if it's a fantasy, there can be no drive. There's no conflict, there's no wondering by the reader if everyone will be okay, or if two characters are going to get together. There's no tension, no worry, no character arcs, just one central character having fun - and that can get old and predictable very fast.
But that doesn't have to happen. October's Jaunt is a prime candidate for this: to talk of it in a mostly non-spoilery way, it starts almost exactly the same as Canid's Adventure. However, where everything goes right for Canid's first day, everything goes wrong for October's, and it's all his fault. He's forced to stay in a job he dislikes, watched by several disappointed higher-ups, and with no friends to help him out. When, by the end of the series, he does have friends and connections and good times, they're all because he's worked for them - not because they just fell into his lap. October's character, as inspired by reality as it is, is almost an inversion of the Mary Sue trope, creating a gripping and entertaining narrative as a result. Oh, and the fact that he's an outside is a significant plot point of the story, and done well!
So it goes to show - self-insert storylines are perfectly fine, as long as they're well thought out, avoid the usual pitfalls, and create a compelling, entertaining narrative all the same :3
...this wasn't meant to go on so long. I kinda got carried away.
One last point before I go - will I continue Canid's Adventure in the future? Well, to be honest, probably not. I've involved myself in so many other Plaisir storylines, I'm not sure there's much use for following an extra-dimensional wolf who never had much of a backstory to begin with, not when there are twelve other plotlines I could be doing instead! However, if you want to see more of him, at least for one grand conclusion... well, let me know, alright? :3
And in the meantime... enjoy~Old Description:
Meek, Submissive, Shy... Café Plaisir's resident femboi Lucario, Nature, is one of the last people anyone would think of to break such qualities. But is the truth really so clean cut? What is it that lies in the Pokémon's mind...
Okay, the short version: My latest picture inspired a story about my favourite 'cario. This is a side to Nature I guess has always been there, but I've never truly thought about... anyway, this makes him all the more exciting, I think... >3
Enjoy~!
Café Plaisir © Pali Bakufun
Pokémon © Nintendo
True Nature
Rays of light broke the surface of the water, scattered Jacobs's ladders that waved and flickered through the rippling surface in a mesmerising underwater dance. The sun's image wobbled, those tumbling beams shimmying left and right and forwards and backwards across the carved grey bricks of the pool's bed. The intricate patterns it created were masterpieces of nature, ever-shifting.
Canidae surfaced, taking in a lungful of hot summer's air. The wolf's grey fur was darker with the soaked-in water, and his long white hair matted itself against his face and back, like some expressionist's sea creature. He scraped the strands out of his eyes.
The area around the small pool was basked in the light of the early afternoon sun, distant objects masked with a shimmering veil of heat. Atop a rise, the red bricks and white façades of Café Plaisir were struck in sharp contrast to the vivid grasses and hedges, foliage clad in hues of chartreuse and jade.
"Come on, jump in!" He urged, kicking his legs to stay on the surface.
The Lucario looked back from the poolside with a smile, long feminine eyelashes batting at the wolf. His tail flicked from side to side; blue, yellow and black fur waved in the mere hint of a breeze, the creature's coat seeming delicately taken care of. He gazed back with large eyes, squinting in the light, large blue ears laid back against his head submissively. His posture, his form, everything about him was delicate, feminine; it was only the heavy sheath nestled between his parted legs that revealed otherwise.
"I'm good..." Nature replied, swaying slightly from side to side. His legs dangled over the side, water lapping at his knees, feet submerged in the gratefully cool water.
"Aw, c'mon, it feels great...!" Canid urged, pushing against the water to float closer.
"You do realise this is one of the ponds... right?" Nature said, raising an eyebrow at the wolf. Canid gave a huff, blowing uselessly at a wet clump of hair that dangled over his muzzle, and dived down again.
He came up a few seconds later, and laid on his back. His fur glinted, wet and waterlogged. He looks back over at the Lucario.
"Why come out here if you're not going jump in?" he asked finally, turning his head back to the femboi Pokémon.
"I like spending time here when I'm off shift." Nature replied, opening his eyes again. "It's relaxing, and quiet... rarely anyone watching me."
"And you still won't swim?"
Nature batted his eyelids again, looking away. "I just get nervous, you know that..."
"Of swimming in public?" Canid replied with a note of incredulity, righting himself in the water. "But you're fine to just sit here, showing off the good stuff instead?"
Nature blushed heavily, biting his lip. "You know how shy I am..." Canid tilted his head, treading water, regarding the Pokémon for a moment.
"Are you though?"
Nature looked back at him. "What... um, what do you mean?"
Canid raised an eyebrow, hesitating before replying. "Nature; Café Plaisir's resident femboi. Softly spoken, submissive and shy... but that's not entirely true, is it...?" Nature remained silent, and Canid drifted closer.
"I've seen the older pictures of you in your menu, from when you first came here. Now then, you were definitely shy..." He paused again, watching for a moment. "It was your eyes. They were full of uncertainty; you seemed hesitant, dubious, doing what others wanted because it was expected..."
The wolf drifted to the side. "But now it's different, isn't it? I see those same acts, but your eyes, your expressions, they've changed. You smile a lot more; your eyes seem to glimmer with warmth, rather than showing uncertainty. You still act sweet and shy, but there's more to you than that..."
Canid put his paws on the side, pushing himself up, his torso rising from the water. He eyed the sheath for a moment, the bulging blue fur beginning to stir as his eyes became level with the Lucario's.
"You've lived here now... and you know what it is to live in a place like Café Plaisir..."
The wolf's fingers curled around the Lucario's sheath, slowly and deliberately. The pink flesh slid from the tip, and the Lucario moaned in response; his gaze faltered, glancing away, but always returning to Canid's grinning face as he hung over the Pokémon.
"I know, you've told me. Here was where you had your first sexual experience with someone else, and it only got more frequent from there, and you've developed a taste..."
Nature bit his lip again, another moan escaping from his blue-furred muzzle. Canid leant in, his voice low and firm. "A ferocious, yearning taste... one that, try as you might, you can't sate; it always flares up again..." His paw moved up, fingers stroking the emerging flesh. It pulsed under his grasp, leaking pre onto his grey fur.
"You don't do what you do because it's expected of you, or because it's any kind of last resort. You don't do it because it earns you money or a place to stay... you do it because you love_it; Café Plaisir's good little femboi _bitch, who isn't happy without a cock in each paw and another one in his pretty little mouth..."
The Lucario leant back, crying out in pleasure. The base of his cock throbbed, the first signs of the swelling knot already evident. Canid pushed himself the rest of the way out of the pool, kneeling above the smaller canine, fur dark and dripping onto him in big, heavy drops. His paw moved up and down the bulging shaft, squeezing it.
"You guzzle down more cum in one week than most people do in a lifetime, and I doubt even that's enough for you, isn't it...?"
"Oh, Arceus..." Nature gasped. His eyes were shut tightly as his body shuddered under the wolf, and Canid growled in pleasure, feeling his own sheath swell quickly. The Pokémon's motions were almost perfect.
"Of course, that doesn't say anything about how shy you are..." he said. "Perhaps, yes, when you first came here, you were that shy. You rolled over, spread your legs, let Jack or Ceylon or anyone shove anything inside you that they so desired because you were new..." Nature yipped again, pre spurting from the tip of his cock, joining the rivulets of water as they ran down his yellow hide. Even in the hot sun, the heat of the Lucario's member burned with desire.
"But now, you may act shy, but you so aren't...," Canid continued unabated. "...because you know that every time you lay your ears back, that you feel the tightness of the collar, a guy's grin as they hold you down and spread you wiiiide open... you're the one in charge..."
Nature cried out again, louder. His cock throbbed more fiercely now, and Canid squeezed it in response, alternating between that and rubbing his paw up and down the length. The Lucario's knot was almost fully formed. "Please..." the femboi Pokémon begged in an all-too perfect tone. "Don't stop... Please...."
Canid growled, a mixture of a response and in pleasure. "You put on the act of the true submissive, you do as you're told, you make all the right noises and motions... and with that, you can wrap almost any dom around your finger..."
Nature panted heavily, laying back, reaching up quickly and grabbing a pawful of the wolf's hair roughly. "Ah... oh, Arceus, ah...!" he got out, unable to form more than a few words. Canid lengthened his strokes, rubbing his thumb against the tip of the Lucario's cock at the apex of each.
"You've changed, Nature. When you came here four months ago, you were the eager-to-please learner that you present yourself as; but now... heh, now..." Canid smirked, and pressed his hips forwards, his own length pressed against the Lucario's, hot flesh against hot flesh. Canid grasped both in his paw, his fingertips unable to touch as he squeezed pleasurably, biting his lip to prevent himself from moaning. Nature was not denying himself such a luxury; his cries were loud and unashamed.
"My lovely little Lucario... You've learned the best way to get every single cock that walks through that front door, driven to satisfy that deep, dark desire..." Canid growled, his words driven now by a ferocious lust. "Now... you're a pure, unflawed, untainted slut..."
The wolf paused. The Lucario squirmed, on the edge, his cock throbbing and pulsing. One deep red eye opened, looking up at the larger canine... but the begging glance was now only thinly hiding the determination, the pleasure of control.
"Do it..." Nature half-shouted through the agonising desire that comes with teetering on the threshold.
Canid gave another short laugh, and leaned in closer; his muzzle brushed against the Nature's. "But you're not just any slut..." he said, just loud enough to be heard over both of their panting.
"You're an incredible one..."
Canid's second paw curled around the base of the Lucario's shaft, right under the knot, squeezing the flesh once. Nature spasmed suddenly, his whole body wracked with a convulsion of pleasure as his cum spurted from the tip of his pulsating member. He yelped, moaned, gasped in pleasure and lust as the white liquid coated his front, his head, splattering onto his muzzle. The Pokémon yanked suddenly with his paw, pulling the wolf down further, their muzzles locking in a sudden and passionate kiss.
The Lucario's hips bucked beneath the wolf, thrusting up as he rode out his orgasm, back legs kicking into the air sending sprays of water across the pool. The two males exchanged growls and lashings with tongues, claws and teeth as the Pokémon was taken over by the ferocity of orgasm.
It was a minute before Nature released the wolf, and fell back, panting heavily. His small chest rose and fell, metallic chest spike glinting wet with pre and cum. Canid planted his paws on either side, watching him with amusement.
Nature gave a laugh; but this time, only just apparent, it sounded different from his usual feminine giggle. He reached up, pulling on the wolf's hair as he sat up at length, large cock laying against his stomach. He grinned into the wolf's eyes for a moment before speaking.
"Fine." he relented, still panting rather heavily. "So you know my secret."
"It's a good one..."
"It's worked so far." He laughed again.
Canid breathed in, and gave a sigh of contentment. He glanced up; the Café's familiar red bricks gleamed, not at all that far away. He pushed himself up, kneeling above the Lucario and stretching. "Well, come on..."
Nature raised an eyebrow. "What for?" he asked, making no attempt to hide his gaze as he eyed the wolf's member, still hard and dripping pre, throbbing from lack of release.
Canid smirked at the Lucario. "I have an urge to slap a leash on you, walk you into the main bar room, and give your rear a pounding no matter who's watching..."
Nature's cheeks flared with a blush, and he giggled his usual giggle. "Whatever the customer wants..." he replied, and gave a quick wink. The Lucario's smile was broad, and it showed no sign of fading anytime soon.
"...I am here to provide."