A/N: Sup, dudes? Anyways, here's the 4th short in the worst series of lemons you've ever seen, about an Arcanine during mating season meeting up with a horny Ninetales. How about that? Real quick, shameless plug to Choice Brogan's story, Boundaries. It's on Fanfiction.net at this url: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12089476/1/Boundaries
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Have a fantabulous day as you read the story based on the request by TwixSamurai. Also, first 1st person, yey. Note: I know it may be bad. This is my first first person story. Plus, our Arcanine is innocent. Don't hate me. And, for maximum sexiness, if you've seen any of Zonkpunch's videos before, imagine it like that.Female Alolan Ninetales X Male Arcanine.
Endo's POV
Why does my head hurt so much? Ugh. It's been like this ever since I evolved. I've been strangely attracted to my trainer, Ansi too. Every time I get around her, I feel even hotter than normal, and start drooling. Why? I mean, she seems young. At least an adolescent. I don't know, though. Humans don't age as as fast as Pokèmon. But back to the pain. It's like I've just become attached to everything lately. Even my stuffed Teddiursa. I need to go out for a walk.
My name is Endo. Those were my last thoughts on right now's situation. I've been feeling strange lately. I heard my trainer talking to her parents about my behaviour, but all I've been hearing is "Let him sort it out himself." and "He won't understand, he's just a Pokèmon." FYI, Mr. and Mrs. Tenor, I'm not stupid. I've lived with you for years and learned a lot. Not to mention humans aren't always above Pokèmon, especially psychic types. I shouldn't be bothered, especially people that work at the Pokèmon League's freaking Pokèmart. But what won't I understand? I'm gonna go to my trainer's room and pick up a sign. If you didn't know, my trainer made signs for me to use as a Growlithe, just in case I needed something and couldn't communicate it well. My trainer's the best, and she probably thinks I'm the best, too. I'm not, but her affection is always appreciated. Anyways, the sign says, "I'm going out for a walk." My trainer likes to walk me, but I need some alone time. Geez, it's awkward to hold stuff in your mouth. "Heya, boy. How's it going?" My trainer said as she walked in. I barked loudly dropped the sign, and licked her face. She instinctively pushed me out of the way, obviously overwhelmed. Sorry, Ansi. She noticed the sign I dropped. "You wanna go out for a walk?" I nod yes. "With me?" I shake my head. "Alone?" I nod yes. "Alright, just don't get into any trouble!" Like I will. I'm always careful. I scoff playfully, as if mad. "Aww, is my big boy mad?" She said, obviously understanding. She then scratches behind my ears before grabbing my cheeks and scratching as she moves my face side to side. It feels soooo good. Anyways, I jump on her, toppling her over. It's amazing that I'm bigger than her. I lick her furiously. "Stop it, Endo! Stop! It tickles- hahahahahahahaha!" She said, her laughter becoming shrill. I decide to stop. So, I continue, and walk out of the room, into the living room before looking back at the kitchen, then the outside, then I go through the little flap built into the door. You'd think I would have a hard time fitting through, but the door is big, and I have a lot of fluff. I close the door behind me, and the first thing I notice? It's freezing. Oh, yeah, I haven't mentioned we live on the base of a snow mountain yet, have I? It's called Mount Lanakila. But I've got a trick to deal with it. I know Flame Charge, and can use a powered down version of it to repel the cold. Sure it takes energy, but less energy than freezing out here. So, you're probably wondering why we go on walks frequent enough to be casual. I'm smart, right? Well, you see, Ansi has recently acquired this thing apparently called the Aqua Suit. It's supposed to repel cold and pressure. She wears it whenever she goes outside, even when her parents (I don't respect them enough to call them my parents.) tell her it's too dangerous to go outside. It was sold to her by a retired trainer named Brendan or something. It cost so much. It was worth it, though. We got to live out our dream of living on a mountain, as well as being near the Pokèmon League. I've seen tons of Pokèmon out here. Sandshrews, Vulpix, Vanillish, Castform, the usual. It's nothing new after years of living here. Especially since I can easily wipe them out with a Flamethrower. I travel out to the South side of the mountain. Pretty easy, I'm like, level 67. It's peaceful. Tall grass all around, and the air is frigid, but fresh. But, why now, do I feel like there's a gaze cutting through me? And where could it be? I then see a blue figure approach me from afar. It looks like a Ninetales, but blue, like those Vulpix. Huh, I always assumed those blue ones couldn't evolve. I've never seen a blue Ninetales before.
Ninetales's POV
Oh, boy, this must be the scary beast that everyone keeps talking about. I've seen this guy before, he's trained. He seems like an easy target. I've been feeling really horny as of lately. Time to work my charms.
Endo's POV
"Hey, big boy." I heard the Ninetales say once she was close to me. What's her (I presume it's a her) plan? I say hi nervously. "Oh, are you nervous? Why? I just wanted to talk." She says. Oh, is that so? She's really cute, and I'd love to become friends with her. "Ok, then. I'll start off. So you're an ice Ninetales? I've only seen Vulpix like that. How did you evolve?" I say, curious. "Well, it's kinda redundant, but basically, in some parts of the caves in here, there's a special stone that is supposed to be colder than anything else, and it makes even regular Vulpix turn into ice. Not many Vulpix evolve due to the rarity of the stone, but they don't need to." Wow, that's really cool, pun not intended. Interesting. I ask "What's your name? Mine's Endo." She replies "Me? Oh, I was never given a name. My parents didn't think it necessary. You can just call me Ninetales." Wow. I thought all Pokèmon had names. Guess I thought wrong. "So, what brings you here?" I ask. "Looking for a mate." She said. Mate? Isn't that like, uh, a boyfriend or girlfriend people and Pokèmon have? "You mean like a boyfriend?" I ask. "Of sorts. Didn't your birth parents or your trainer tell you all about mating season or breeding and all that?" She says. What in the world is she talking about? "I mean, I've heard the terms before, but never really knew what they're about."
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