Noi More Berries
A short story about a man and a Noivern. As always, the tags work as the warnings as well. This story has some problems, sure, but I enjoyed writing it. First attempt at a first person POV.
I tried to be a bit more specific with my tagging. Though I'm sure there are still issues. New here!
As always, any feedback is greatly appreciated.
"It's a bit of a long story, but I'll try to explain as best I can"
I've taken the same path to town for years. It's not technically the only one, but it is the only one that takes less than two hours to walk. I live on the side of a mountain. Nice place. Great view. Far enough from town that I get some privacy, but close enough that I can - or could - get there quickly if I needed.
It was pretty reasonable, until a Noivern showed up. They usually live higher up, caves and whatnot, but this one decided to settle a bit lower. Had some scratches on her face and wings, so I don't think she left the upper caves voluntarily. Maybe she was too territorial for her friends up there. First time I saw her, she was already trying to knock me down the mountain. Didn't matter that I'd lived here for years; she settled down here, and that made it her property, and that made me a trespasser.
I thought it was a fluke attack, until I tried to go back up. I quickly decided to take a longer path, and looped around the mountain. Did I say the long way takes two hours? That's going down. Going up is three, or four if an insane Noivern caused you to injure your leg just a little earlier.
This went on for a few months. Tried talking to the city, but wildlife protection laws prevented them from doing anything as long as I had some other option for commuting. A friend kept suggesting to try giving it some fruit - maybe it'd let me pass. Yeah, the thing already has tried to bite my hands off, what I really need is to give it more incentive. Finally agreed to try it, and I'll be damned if he wasn't right.
I got a hold of a Nomel berry - the biggest berry I could find - and held it in front of me like a shield as the Noivern came at me. It ripped the thing out of my hands and began eating. The thing seemed hard to me, but the Noivern had no problems. I started walking quickly along the path. The Noivern finished the berry, and began to circle above like a Mandibuzz until I was out of its territory, but it let me pass.
Didn't think to bring a second berry with me for the next day. Good learning experience though. Learned the rules. One berry, one passing. Picked up two berries and some bandages at the store that day, for home and back. The Noivern could tell I had a second one in my pack that I wasn't giving to her yet, and seemed pissed about that, but let me pass anyway.
It was a workable arrangement (though a bit annoying to be throwing away so much money on fruit). The Noivern actually began to trust me after a while. Stopped circling my head as I walked. Came up to me gently rather than like (and pardon the expression) a bat out of hell. Even more, one day, when I was feeling particularly generous, I brought a whole assortment of fruit out for the Noivern. She was happy - I think I'd gotten better at this point at telling her facial expressions apart, but I think anyone could have figured that one out. She took the fruit, and then, turned around and wrapped her wings around me.
I stiffened up. This was a Pokemon that had attacked me multiple times, remember but she let go pretty quickly to get to eating her fruit. Talked about it with the same friend as before. He said it probably was hug of sorts - which you've probably already figured out. It seems obvious, but, it's harder to recognize when it's done with wings. Trust me on that. He joked, saying if I wasn't careful, she'd be trying to screw me next. And I'll be damned if he wasn't right again.
It wasn't too terribly long after this that I happened across a massive Watmel Berry. I'd guess almost a foot and a half long? Felt like it weighed a hundred pounds. It was on someone's property, but when I imagined the look on the Noivern's face to see me hauling that thing over to her... I couldn't resist.
I carried the thing in my backpack until I got near enough to her territory that she'd start flying out to see me. Easier that way, and plus, I had stolen it. Best not to be seen just carrying it around. But, no one ever came this way besides me, so I was I felt pretty safe now. I held it in my arms and, pretty soon, I saw her familiar shape in the sky. I could tell exactly when she saw what I was holding. She missed a wingbeat and nearly fell out of the air. She dropped down close, and came up to examine the fruit. Her eyes were very dilated. I remember, that stood out to me. She took the Watmel almost reverently, and rolled it a bit away, before digging into the berry. Her entire face was covered with juice, before long.
There was no way she'd be able to finish it on her own, so, perhaps because of that, for the first time, she seemed to invite me to join in. She moved over to the side, and when I moved near, she broke off a chunk of berry for me. It was stupidly sweet. I'm the sort of guy who'll eat straight up sugar, but this was ridiculous. Still, the flavor made it work - it also had a bit of bitterness that made the sweetness tolerable. Still, even at my limit for sweetness.
The two of us got through maybe a quarter of the berry before stopping. We sat together there for a bit. Despite all the sugar, I felt quite serene. Then, the Noivern turned and wrapped her wings around me again. I stiffened slightly at first, but relaxed just as quickly. She'd given me a hug earlier, after all, so I wasn't too surprised. She didn't let go so quickly though. Instead, she pressed her weight against me.
I wasn't expecting that, and fell backwards. She was shorter than I was, but heavier than I expected. Though, part of that might have been the twenty plus pounds of fruit she just ate. Once I was on the ground, she straddled me, and stared me right in the eyes, her own eyes still rather dilated. Her intent seemed pretty clear, but then, this was an aspect of Noivern I knew nothing about. On the chance that I was understanding correctly, I figured, I might as well enable her, and pulled down my pants. I was already quite hard, to be honest, odd though that might seem.
She dispelled any confusion right away by sliding down onto my penis the moment it was exposed. I was surprised how well that worked for her, no lube or anything, but her entrance was slightly velvety, and it made going in pretty easy. Maybe it was her tightness, but pulling back was more difficult. I wasn't in the best position to take an active roll to begin with, so that might have been part of it. She didn't seem to mind though.
She was pretty mobile, even if I wasn't, and soon found something that worked. She rotated her legs, almost like riding a bike, while pressing herself down onto me. It wasn't quite the same as thrusting, but it got her rubbing against my length anyway. Like I said, she was pretty tight, so I wasn't too far in yet, but each cycle of her legs dropped her a bit lower.
Finally she got me completely in, and her movements changed. She moved her arms up until her wings were on either side of my head, and her chest was just a few inches above mine. She began rubbing herself back and forth now. Her skin down there was black, and in the shadow of her body, I couldn't see that well, but I could feel the nub that was her clit, and she was rubbing it hard against me. She was salivating slightly, and had a similar look on her face as when looking at that Watmel. She pressed her face to my mouth, and I could taste the dried juice on her fur, still ridiculously sweet.
She kept changing her angle and speed, keeping her clit rubbing as much as possible against me. But I needed a bit more stimulation than that. I spread my legs out a bit, and braced my body against my arms, pulled back, and then thrust upward. The first thrust was a bit awkward, but the Noivern responded quickly, taking her weight off of her own arms and instead gripping my body. She kept herself better braced that way, and the second thrust worked a lot better.
She was panting a bit - I didn't even know Noivern panted - but then, so was I. I put all my weight on one arm so I could wrap the other one against her lower back. I kept thrusting as well I could into her, using my arm to bob her body up and down a bit to add to the motion - though I think most of that was her own movement. I suddenly felt her clench up, and I was suddenly back down entirely on the ground, her vigorous motion breaking my balance. She swung her hips back and forth, and twisted a bit, dragging me back into her completely. She opened her mouth as if to cry out, but if she made any sound, it was outside my hearing range.
All her sudden, erratic movements and the clenching brought me close as well. I gripped her waist and upper back and thrust a few times, before I climaxed. I thought she'd want up after her own climax, but no - she pressed her crotch to mine as I came, arching her back with each spurt.
I pulled out, and rolled over to my side. The Noivern propped herself up and looked around. A couple of drops of white fluid fell from her to the ground as she stood there.
I brought the rest of the Watmel home, and the two of us finished it over the course of the next week or so. Since then, the nature of our relationship has changed. I no longer need to give her berries to let me walk through her territory - rather, she insists on being given berries to allow me to leave (though sometimes not immediately - if she really likes the berry, she insists I stay for a bit first). I'm a part of her territory now, it seems.
"And, well, that's why I stole your Watmel Berry."
"Fair enough. I'll drop the charges."