Caught in the Snow
Note: "Double quotes" indicates talking, single quotes' indicates thinking.
As night fell, the forest was caught under a harsh, dark, icy blanket of frost. Snow covered the ground, and what few leaves were left on the trees were being torn off by howling winds. The first snowstorm of the season had fallen upon the region.
Somewhere in the forest, a lone male nidoran trudged through the storm. The skeletal trees provided absolutely no cover from the frigid wind, and the flurries of icy flakes they carried. Each step he took sunk a paw ankle deep into the cold slush, causing him a biting pain, even though his paws were numb to any other sensation at that point. Snow was pasted all over his scaled back. He was shivering violently, and making very little progress in his trek. The little creature didn't know how much farther he could go before he fell to exposure. There were no other creatures in sight, since the storm had been anticipated, and most of the inhabitants of the forest retreated into shelter.
This... isn't fair...' he thought to himself. Only a few hours earlier, he had been safely resting in a burrow, waiting for the ice storm to hit. It was the first burrow the young nidoran had dug by himself, and he was very proud of it; he intended for it to be his home for the entire cold season. However, a greedy mightyena had forced the poison pokemon out of his home and claimed it for its own, after giving him a good thrashing. The snow then began to fall, and he began a desperate search for another shelter.
Now, he stood out in the blizzard, his battered body shivering, his feet numb, and his hope gone. Finding anything in this weather would be a miracle; the frost was dense in the night air, restricting visibility to a few meters. His large ears were laid flat against his body, and he couldn't hear anything over the fierce wind. The poison pokemon forced himself to take another step, but stumbled and collapsed. His limbs were unresponsive, and he felt so tired. This wouldn't have happened if... I were stronger... right?' he silently asked the night. I don't want to die...'
Elsewhere, nearby in the forest, there was a linoone. He was a lonely fellow. His somewhat nomadic lifestyle had left him friendless, for he rarely stopped long enough to establish relationships of any kind. Everyone was either a predator, or a meal ticket. For the most part, he was a very cautious creature, afraid to approach others or let anyone near him. He roamed around the woods, stopping where food was good, and leaving when competition became a problem.
For now, though, the linoone had found refuge in the hollow underneath a partially uprooted tree. The tree pointed upwards at a slight angle, and the roots of the side that had been pulled out of the ground had snaked back into the dirt. It looked like someone had dug a bit further into the ground under the roots, forming a covered hollow space big enough for a medium sized pokemon to fit snugly.
The linoone had been drawn to this place by the scent of berries. He found the hollow, which looked to be the home of another creature, with a few Oran berries scattered about. He approached cautiously, and the faint scent indicated that the place had been empty for a while now. What luck!' he thought. A meal and a place to sleep in.' The linoone quickly devoured the berries, and scurried into his new home. There, he curled up comfortably and drifted off to sleep, before the snow even began to fall from the darkening sky. His thick winter coat insulated him against any cold that made its way into the nest, leaving him undisturbed.
Now, a particularly loud gust of wind shrieked through the trees, causing the weasel pokemon to stir and open his eyes to see if everything was all right. Looking out into the brutal storm, he saw something he couldn't quite make out through the sheets of snow. It was smaller than him, with no discernable shape, like a rock or lump. It bothered the linoone because he was certain it hadn't been there before, so he decided to check it out.
The linoone left his warm refuge, and he shivered as his body was exposed to the biting cold. He wasted no time in approaching the lump. The icy winds stung his eyes, so he couldn't make any conclusions about the object until he was a mere foot away. He found a small pink animal with thin fur, large ears, and a small horn in the middle of its forehead, half-buried in the snow.
Oh, it's a nidoran,' the linoone said to himself. Is it dead? Could I eat it?' he wondered. The weasel pokemon leaned closer to sniff the body. The nidoran suddenly moaned, causing him to leap back in surprise.
The purple pokemon weakly lifted its head out of the snow, and looked around, seemingly bewildered, until it laid its eyes on the linoone near him. "Uhhhh... wait... sorry... just resting a bit..." he said softly, a far-off look in his eyes. He didn't have the energy to speak clearly, let alone get up. Already he could feel his body threatening to drift off into a numb slumber.
The linoone stared at the nidoran. What would he do with him? Should I... kill him and end his suffering?' he thought. It would provide him with food while he waited out the harsh weather. He looked at his sharp claws. It would be quick and easy. The nidoran gave another moan, turning the linoone's attention to him again. He looked so pitiful, shaking, half buried in the snow while the falling frost piled up on him. It wasnt in him to harm something so helpless. I'll... I'll at least warm him up a bit,' the weasel pokemon said to himself.
The linoone wasted no time in dragging his find back to his shelter, eager to get out of the freezing weather. There was barely enough space for the two of them in the hollow. The linoone laid on his side, with his lithe body curled around the nidoran snugly. He wrapped his forepaws around the nidoran, pressing his back against his furry belly in a spooning fashion. He could feel the little creature shivering in his embrace.
Now surrounded by warmth, the nidoran slowly woke from the cold-induced daze he was in. Looking around, he saw he was no longer lying out in the snow, but somewhere dark. Dark, and warm. He let out a small groan of relief as feeling gradually returned to his frozen limbs. Eventually, he was aware that he was surrounded by something soft, fuzzy, and alive.
"Um... w-where am I?" the nidoran asked timidly, not sure whether he would get an answer or not.
Hearing the pokemon's voice, the linoone said, "Ah, you're awake. I was afraid that you were a goner." He thought for a moment about the question. "We're... home, I guess," he said, referring to their shelter. "Are you going to be alright?" he asked.
"Y-yeah, I think so," the nidoran answered, his voice still weak.
There was silence for a moment. The linoone figured the nidoran was still recovering, and didn't press him to talk, even though he was curious about his situation.
"Did you... save me?" the poison pokemon asked again, in his soft voice.
"Yeah, I guess I did," the weasel pokemon said. I saved him... I saved someone's life...'
The nidoran coughed, and said, "Thank you..."
"Uh... it was nothing..."
The nidoran realized he didn't even know what his savior looked like. He wanted to twist his head around so he might be able to see him, but his aching body felt so comfortable where he was that he couldn't bring himself to move, and it was too dark to see anyways. "Who are you?" he asked.
"Oh! I'm Leon. I'm a linoone," he answered. "Can I get your name?"
"I'm Tenair," the nidoran replied. "You probably already know that I'm just a weak little nidoran."
After another quiet moment, Leon couldn't contain his curiosity any longer. "Hey, if you don't mind me asking, what happened to you?" he asked.
Tenair was still shaking a little, but Leon felt him sigh nonetheless in his hold. "I was forced out of my home by some mightyena. He beat me up pretty bad, too.", he said, his voice growing weak again. "It's just not fair. I worked so hard to prepare for this snowstorm, and... and... " The nidoran's voice cracked, and he became silent.
Leon sensed that making him recall the ordeal had upset the nidoran. "It's okay, you're safe here with me," he said gently, hugging Tenair tighter against his chest. He heard him sniffling a bit.
"Thanks again..." Tenair said. "I'm sure I'll find some way to repay you for this..."
"Shhhh, you don't have to worry about that," Leon said. "Right now, get some rest."
Tenair tried to clear his mind, but it was hard. He was at the mercy of someone he couldn't even see, and he was still shaken from his traumatic experience. He had a clear view of the storm outside of whatever shelter he was in, and it frightened him a little. But, being held like this was comforting. He soon relaxed, and began to drift off into slumber.
Leon was relieved when he felt the nidoran's breathing become regular and deep. As he himself began to rest, his mind wandered. He thought about how he saved Tenair. At this point, the fact that he had even considered killing this pokemon for food saddened him. Holding him so close warmed Leon's heart somehow. He had never been close to anyone before, emotionally or physically, and sometimes his heart ached with the need for affection. Of course, the weasel pokemon's timid, fearful nature had forced him to lead a lonely life, and fighting solo for survival didn't exactly leave much time for mate-hunting. Somewhere in the back of his mind, Leon wished this moment would never end, and that the little nidoran would be his to hold and snuggle against forever. Unconsciously, Leon's paws began to slowly and gently rub up and down Tenair's body. He quickly caught himself, and stopped before the cute creature in his grasp stirred.
But Tenair had been roused by that slight touch. A thought crossed his mind, brought on by the somewhat intimate way he had been touched; if only he were female, he could offer his body to the linoone as a means of payment. He wanted desperately to say something, to let Leon know what he was willing to do, but was frightened that he would be disgusted or even kick him out. Deciding it was probably best if he just forgot about it, he sighed softly, and tried to relax again. He closed his eyes and tried to make his way to dreamland.
Now with nothing to occupy it, Leon left his mind to wander. He knew he should get some rest, but now with this nidoran in his company, he was no longer tired. He thought about the pokemon laying with him. He wondered if Tenair was a loner like himself, since his story made him seem that way. Even though he barely knew him, Leon hoped that Tenair would maybe, just maybe, become a friend.
Inevitably, Leon's thoughts turned to his pent-up desires. With his recent scrambling about, he hadn't had the chance to relieve himself for a good while. It didn't help that his adolescent body had an excess of sexual energy lately, likely nature urging him to mate and continue his lineage, and it was beginning to cloud his mind. He couldn't get the nidoran out of his head. Again, he found he couldn't stop imagining the little creature lying just before him in lewd situations, and it confused him that he was having these fantasies, since as far as he knew, he wasnt into males. He even went as far as to visualize himself forcefully violating the nidoran, just to hear him cry out. Why am I having these thoughts? Leon asked himself, not fully aware what his body was doing to him. Unknown to him, as he tried to force himself to calm down, his male hood began to poke out of its sheath.
While Leon was preoccupied with trying to suppress his unnatural desires, Tenair shivered slightly. It wasn't the cold from outside, since the two's body heat kept the small den at a comfortable temperature, but the nidoran longed to feel the linoone's paws wrapped around his chest, hugging him close. He gently pushed himself into Leon's body, hoping to coax the weasel pokemon into wrapping his paws back around him. Leon made an "eep" of surprise as Tenair snuggled up close into his body. His twitching arousal brushed up against the nidoran's inner thigh, smearing a small amount of his clear pre cum on the nidoran's fine fur.
Feeling the warm liquid deposited on his inner thigh, Tenair glanced downwards. He gasped in surprise as he saw the linoone's cock, peeking halfway out of its sheath. At first he thought that perhaps Leon was having a dream or something. Pressing up against his chest, however, Tenair felt his heart hammering and his breathing shallow and rapid, indicating that the linoone was indeed awake. Maybe... he is into that sort of thing,' the poison pokemon thought. He wondered what to make of this situation, and eventually his curiosity got the better of him. He summoned up his courage, and spoke up. "Um, Leon?"
The linoone nearly jumped out of his skin, now knowing the little nidoran he lusted over was awake. "Wha- huh? What happened?" he stuttered out.
Tenair giggled a bit. "Nothing happened, just wondering about..." He reached down and gently poked Leon's growing length, "...this," he inquired innocently.
Leon shivered at the nidoran's touch, and gulped. "Uh, w-well, that's, um... I was just thinking..."
"Thinking about what?" Tenair pressed on. Leon remained silent, the only sound heard was his quick breathing. "Is it... is it because of me?" Tenair asked somewhat cautiously.
Leon's heart skipped a beat at this question. He held in a breath. If he told him, then at least he wouldn't have to hide anything anymore. "Ah...s-sorta."
"What do you mean, sorta?"
"Well, I've been busy lately, and I haven't had the chance to... well..." Leon stopped, wondering if the little pokemon was familiar with such things.
Tenair may have been fairly young, but he still knew enough about mating to know what was going on. He had even begun to have his own urges recently, but hadn't found a way to quell them.
"Youre feeling horny, arent you...?" Tenair finished for him. Leon stopped for a bit, surprised at the nidoran's straightforwardness, and said, "...Yeah, thats pretty much it." Again, his cheeks burned with embarrassment, and he had no idea what to say at this point. He felt foolish now that his potential friend knew what he was feeling, and tears welled up in his eyes.
What was sure to be a long and awkward silence was broken by Tenair. "Leon, um... if you wanted, I... I could... help you with your, um... problem." It took some courage for him to say that, as he didn't know how the larger pokemon would respond. It could very well have gotten him kicked out into the snow to freeze. But...
"W-what?" Leon almost yelled in surprise. "Are you saying you would let me... mate you?" he asked, to make sure that was indeed what the poison pokemon was offering.
"Uh-huh... that's what pokemon do when they're horny, right?" Tenair suggested.
Leon thought for a moment, before replying "Isn't that... something you're supposed to do with... your mate?"
"Well, yeah, but... can't I be your mate? At least, for right now?" the smaller pokemon asked hopefully.
"Y-you know that... being someone's mate isn't that simple, right?" the linoone said.
"I... I know, but you saved me. Without you, I would probably be dead out in the snow right now. I know you're... a good, kind soul," Tenair said. "Isn't that enough?"
"And... it's supposed to be done between a male and a female... right?" Leon went on.
"It doesn't have to be." Tenair turned his head towards the larger pokemon, blush apparent on his face by now.
Leon's cock was fully erect by now, and he needed release more than ever. He was beginning to get lost in a sort of haze. "Are you sure this is alright? I don't want to make you do anything you don't want to," he said, trying to keep control and resist the urge to just plunge in.
"It's ok, I want this. As long as... it's with you, it's alright," Tenair answered. His voice was cracking slightly now out of nervousness. "It's my first time, though. With anyone," he added, "so try not to be too rough."
"It's my first time too," Leon admitted. "I'll try to be nice..."
Leon decided to make Tenair feel more comfortable first. He wrapped his paws around the nidoran's quivering body, and began to slide his member up against the poison pokemon's front side, rubbing it against the smaller sheath. Tenair's boyhood was already peeking out, and growing in size. Leon sighed at the feeling of the nidorans soft, thin fur on his flesh, his pre cum spurting out to stain it. Tenair let a small moan out, as he enjoyed it just as much.
Leon felt his excitement building too much for comfort and gradually stopped his humping. A good amount of pre-cum coated his cock, so he decided to go further. Shifting his hips a bit, the weasel pokemon started awkwardly poking around the smaller pokemon's rear with his member. He finally found the hole he sought, and rested his member against it, the very tip threatening to slip inside.
"I'm going to, um, put it in you," Leon announced with a little uncertainty.
"Yeah... I'm ready," was Tenair's response. He breathed deeply, trying to hide his nervousness now.
Leon began to slide the tip of his tapered member into his mate for the moment, and it met resistance very quickly. Tenair gasped in surprise at the feeling of his rear being intruded. Leon grunted as he forced his way into the virgin tail hole.
The smaller pokemon gritted his teeth as he felt the appendage slip into him, burning slightly from the friction. He grunted, trying to bear it. Leon, experiencing such heat and pleasure wrapped around his length for the first time, drove in more forcefully. He thrust wildly, inching more of his throbbing male hood into Tenair's rear.
"Nngh.. Ah-OW! S-stop!" Tenair finally cried out, his eyes tearing from the pain. Leon stopped cold, his cock three fourths of the way into the nidoran. "What's wrong?" he asked. "Not so rough..." Tenair replied, shaking a bit still. "I'm really sorry... I've never been with anyone before." Leon said. "We don't have to do this, I... I shouldn't have forced you into this situation. This is wrong... Im sorry..." he now sounded upset, and covered his face with his paws out of shame.
"That's not what I meant! Leon..." the nervous little nidoran sighed. "I want you, please... just, be more gentle," he reassured the linoone.
"I... I don't know, I don't wanna hurt you, th-this isn't natural - I mean, you might - I might-"
During Leon's incoherent yet heartfelt expression of concern, Tenair turned his head back to face the weasel pokemon's, though the dark made it hard to tell, and pressed his mouth to his in a soft kiss, silencing him. Leon was caught off-guard, and his mouth hung open slightly in surprise. Tenair slipped his soft tongue into Leon's warm maw, licking all it could reach. Leon gave in and returned the sweet kiss, closing his lips around Tenair's, his own tongue playing with the intruder's. Leon's eyes shut and he reached a paw around to hold Tenair's head close to his.
Though they were both new to kissing, neither of the two cared about proper technique at the moment; their enthusiasm was more than enough to communicate the excitement and desire swirling about their minds, nearly suffocating the two young pokemon.
Tenair finally pulled away for air, breathing heavily. Leon's eyes remained closed and his tongue hung out of his slightly agape maw; he whimpered quietly, still wanting to feel the cute poison pokemons mouth on his own. His member pulsed violently enough for Tenair to feel it, sending a strong spurt of pre cum into him. Leon's desire to forcefully take this nidoran was becoming unbearable, but he restrained his quivering hips from movement.
"Just be gentle," came Tenair's soft command. Leon renewed his paws' grip around the smaller creature, and pushed the rest of his cock into Tenair's tail hole, slowly but firmly. The nidoran sighed once Leon hilted in him, feeling the furry hips rest against his strained flower.
The tightness was almost too much for the linoone, and he had to fight the urge to finish right then. He pulled out, agonizingly slow to avoid over-exciting himself, till about half of his length remained in the nidoran, then he thrust back in fully, slightly faster. He waited once he hilted again for any sound of discomfort from the smaller pokemon, but he heard instead a moan of unmistakable pleasure. Tenair's own cute little member stood out fully erect, a drop of pre cum at the tip. He pressed back into Leon, enjoying the closeness and warmth of his body.
Leon began a rhythm of back and forth movement with his hips, slowly at first. He would pull out a good part of his cock, then work it back in, pausing when he was fully enveloped in the nidoran's rear. Each time his soft hips hit against Tenair's, he was rewarded with a soft grunt or moan.
Leon soon sped up his humping, feeling a burning sensation begin deep in his loins, and rapidly gaining intensity. He let out a long, drawn-out moan as his thrusts had become harder and more erratic, his virgin body overcome by the pleasure. Tenair panted hard as Leon had his way with him, blushing and sweating now. Every time the nidoran felt his lover bury himself in his tail hole, he felt a stab of ecstasy spread out through his member, now aching for its own release. He reached a paw down to his groin, and gripped his throbbing member ever so gently. This was enough to throw Tenair into his orgasm. He cried out loudly, pumping his hips forward into the air as his spasming member shot ropes of his thick cum over his belly.
Leon felt Tenair's body tighten up as he had suddenly cum. It was too much for him to bear, and he gave one final, powerful thrust into Tenair before he released his pent up seed into him. His body tensed up and he held his lover tightly against his chest, twitching, as his pulsing cock shot copious amount of his burning seed into the smaller pokemon's bowels.
Tenair's came off his climax first, and his body shuddered in the afterglow. His softening cock slowly slid back into his sheath, leaving a small white mess over the ground and his chest. Leon finished a few seconds later. He struggled for breath; he had filled the nidoran with more seed than he thought was possible, even after he stopped squirting his cum his orgasm hadn't faded yet, his member giving a few more dry pulses before going limp.
The two lay together, Tenair in Leon's embrace, catching their breath after the session. Tenair was now quite exhausted, and felt content to just fall asleep right there, ignoring the cum all over his front. Leon relaxed and eased his grip on Tenair slightly. His body still shook from the intense experience, and he was still joined with the poison type.
Being with this pokemon he had only just met somehow soothed the ache in his heart. He quickly dismissed the thought, realizing how foolish it was. My body is trying to trick my mind... this nidoran, this MALE... there can't be any feelings between us. I... I just helped him to survive. Come the morning, we'll go our separate ways... and I... I'll be...'
Leon's thoughts were interrupted when Tenair suddenly turned back and gave him another kiss, a short one this time. As the linoone lay there confused, Tenair made himself comfortable in his warm embrace and let himself drift off to sleep. Leon just smiled and nuzzled his face against his cute little friend's.
The sounds of the snowstorm raging outside the tree were drowned out by the peaceful breathing of the nidoran and the linoone.
Tenair opened his eyes. He saw sunlight flowing in through the opening of the small cove he was in. He stretched his body, feeling surprisingly refreshed from his rest. Recalling what happened last night, he chuckled softly and snuggled closer to his soft fluffy lover's belly.
Leon stirred, gradually waking up. His nomadic body instinctively ready to start the day he tried to push his way out of his shelter, but was blocked by big, warm lump. Looking down, he saw the nidoran, grinning up at him. The memories of rescuing, talking to, and... mating with the little pokemon suddenly surfaced. He blushed heavily and looked away, snaking his way out of their shelter without a word.
The midmorning sun shone brightly in a cloudless sky over the land, which had been covered with a few inches of snow and littered with dead branches.
Damn, what have I done? How could I have taken advantage of the little guy like that? And... and he was a guy! What the hell is wrong with you?' Leon lamented, sitting just outside the tree he spent the night in. He heard a shuffling sound and turned around to see Tenair walking stiffly out of their tree looking concerned.
"What's the matter, Leon?" the nidoran asked. "Are you... leaving?"
The linoone turned away from Tenair. "Yeah. The storm's over. You'll be okay on your own," he said.
"Oh... right... " Tenair said, sounding disappointed. "But... I wanted to go with you... I promise I can fend for myself and I won't be in your way!"
Leons heart leapt in joy, but he resisted his feelings. "You want to travel with me, even after what I did to you last night?" he asked hopefully. He felt the smaller pokemon's paw on his back. "What we did last night, it felt so good... I really like you, Leon, and I hope maybe... we can mate again sometime," Tenair said shakily.
"Even though we're both... males?" Leon finally turned to face the nidoran.
"That doesn't bother me at all," Tenair said with a grin.
A tear ran down the side of his face as the linoone nuzzled his friend gratefully. He patiently accepted the loving gesture.
"Okay... let's get something to eat," Leon declared, getting to his feet.
"Alright, but can we take it slow for a little bit?" Tenair asked, his voice indicating some discomfort.
"What's the matter?" Leon asked.
"My... my butt hurts..." Tenair responded in embarrassment, his face going red.