Splashing!

a n d s m a s h i n g

Wham!
Smack!
Two Pokémon were battling, with zero remorse...wait-
Swampert swerved around, lightly and carefully batting at Floatzel, who was dodging his attacks. Floatzel and Swampert had been playing and training for hours, smiles on their faces, and never getting mad at each other.
"Watch this!"
Floatzel attempted to surprise attack Swampert.
"I don't see jack shit!"
Swampert slammed her down to the ground, a little too hard, possibly.
"Oh fuck! Did I hurt y-"
Swampert was suddenly violently smacked several times across the face with two, long tails, yet it didn't really hurt. Floatzel giggles, jumping on top of Swampert, and bringing him down to the ground.
"I win!"
She roared in victory, Swampert smiling, having done this on purpose. The thing was, Swampert has had a huge crush on Floatzel for a while now. He loved how sleek and beautiful she was, her smile, how cheerful she was...and those beautiful eyes...
Floatzel felt the same, but loved him for different reasons. She liked his lanky and not so muscular body, how grim and vulgar he could be, his dark humor, etc.

Both of them just couldn't admit that they had feelings for one another. Especially now, where it was mating season. Males would often attempt to rape Floatzel, but Swampert would always slam them 6 feet into the ground. Swampert also had it bad, with females constantly revealing themselves to him for his healthy self. Floatzel would often pretend she was his mate to get them to back off.

One night, Floatzel was hiding in her personal tunnel, her paw deep inside of her heated clit, trying to satisfy her desire for a male. After a few brief moments, she orgasmed all over her paw, panting as her heat settled down for a little bit, before starting back up. She huffed in frustration, nearly going another round before stopping herself. What was she doing? She needed a male, but Swampert was the only one she'd accept! She should admit her love to him, but what if he didn't love her in that way?! What if he's asexual, what if...She smacked herself across the face, just to get it together.

Meanwhile, Swampert was...sleeping. He was sprawled out among the sand with his stomach exposed to the rising sun. Floatzel scampered her way over to Swampert's sleeping form, climbing on top of him, and attempting to wake him up. Unaware to her, she was in cowgirl position, her heated clit pressed against his crotch. Swampert's eyes looked squinted before his eyes opened completely, glaring at Floatzel with a huge purple blush spread across his face. He was the only one of the two who knew she was...
"Uh...Floatzel..?"
He attempted to tell her to get off of him before...uh oh-

Floatzel's face went fiery red as she felt something begin to poke inside of her perfectly lined up pussy. Instead of bursting out in anger like Swampert expected her too, she got...very turned on.
"Ooh...I see you like how I'm on you right now..."
Floatzel snickered, Swampert's shaft erecting more with her teasing. Floatzel loved the feeling of his cock stretching further inside of her...he must be big...
"Wait! F-Floatzel, I might be...too big?"
He told her as a warning, with no joke. It's been a while since he measured, but based on his new size, he'd be way too large.
"Then I'll make do..."
She began moving onto his cock as it continued erecting, but as it began hitting a place she thought it'd stop, it kept growing...Was he...not joking?

She whined as it hit full length, almost hitting the back of her womb, being quite painful.
"You don't...have too.."
Swampert lightly gripped her thighs and attempted to lift her off with fear of severely hurting her, but she smacked his hand a little, beginning to move on his shaft, her pain immediately turning into pleasure.
"Mm...fuck..so big.."
She moaned naughty words as she moved slowly, having to kick his thigh to move.
"Here...let me- ah- help..."
He leaned up, gripping her rear and beginning to slowly thrust her down on top of him, going as far as it would fit, before stretching her womb.
"F-faster!"
She yelped, kicking him a little with her feet, telling him to move.
"How about we..."
He shifted her to the ground, him looming over him in a more comfortable position. Finally, he began bucking his hips to move his huge tool inside of her, panting heavily all over Floatzel's face, which she didn't seem to mind. Her velvety walls closed over his shaft and fit him perfectly, a bulge in her belly from his size. Then, in a snap, he finished inside of her, filling her up to the brim. He looked embarrassed, his eyes looking surprised.
"I...I didn't mean to cum so fa-"
Floatzel pulled him into a fast kiss, before letting him go.
"F-fuck me...with all of your thick cum inside of me..."
She said, a smile on her face. She wouldn't ever get mad at him, and she had to admit, he had quite the tight hole to work with.

After about 30 minutes, Swampert came for the second, and final time. He filled up her hole with ropes and ropes of his hot seed, roaring out as he attempted to pull out, but his knot had inflated to the point that they were stuck together, and the two chuckled, kissing each other before finally being able to pull out. He looked down at her, to see she was asleep, and he felt tired as well, cuddling her into his chest. Although, they didn't know two nature documentary cameramen were hiding in the bushes, recording all of this.

The end-

((My first Oneshot! This took about 2 hours to complete. Don't ask, but I love the ship between Floatzel and Swampert-