Nov 28 “Tremble” 

#NoNutNarrator

With a sigh of decompression, Afterglow plops himself down under the tree. He leans his head back until it’s resting against bark, and he rests his flippers atop his round belly, mere inches from his cock. His ramhood is stiff, standing up straight. It twitches once every few heartbeats, just to remind Afterglow how much his body needs orgasm.

The Ampharos has gone through nearly a month of dick-teasing at this point, and as much as he loves that, each and every tease is becoming riskier than the last. There have been so many close calls: a loved one edging him, edging him, edging him… and Glow has almost been pushed over that edge, many times already.

At this point, Glow’s become nervous just being around others with an erection. He can’t go a single day without someone in the flock teasing his cock, eager to edge him. And with how needy and horny he’s been lately, Glow’s dick has been unsheathed and stiff more often than not.

That’s why he’s here, at the outskirts of this nearby forest. He can have some alone time. No risk of anyone teasing his hard-on.

Glow relaxes for some time, letting his mind think about whatever drifts into and out of it.

Time passes. He’s not sure how much. But when he drifts back out of his daydreaming, Glow looks down and discovers himself stroking his shaft.

He gasps, striped ears shooting up from their relaxed position. When did he start doing that? He hadn’t even noticed. Fuck, he can’t even trust HIMSELF not to tease himself…

A voice behind Glow startles him even more, making him jump. “Are you sure you should be doing that?” The voice sounds low, but feminine. A little playful, too. Glow looks over his shoulder (or lack thereof) and spots an Ivysaur walking out of the forest, approaching his left side.

“Holly??” Glow knows this Ivysaur. She doesn’t live nearby, but he remembers what she’s known for: aromatherapy.

Holy stops at Glow’s side, smiling up at him knowingly. Glow realizes he hasn’t let go of his dick; he’s just stopped stroking it. “I hear someone had been having trouble with self control lately,” she says.

“You--?!” Glow begins to ask, simply incredulous. He throws his head and flippers up in the air. “Who DOESN’T know about my November thing by now??”

Holly chuckles. From under the flower attached to her back, the Ivysaur stretches out two long vines, prehensile enough to take hold of Glow’s flippers and bring them back down. “Alright, alright. No need to be dramatic.”

But instead of letting go of Glow’s flippers, Holly’s vines move them both behind his back, and wrap them up in the same coil. Glow wonders what she’s up to, until he belatedly realizes that she’s just tied his flippers behind his back, albeit loosely.

Uh oh.

“I think you need some help. After all, if you keep touching yourself, you’re bound to go a little too far one of these times.”

Afterglow grimaces, then nods. He has to admit she’s right. “That’s almost happened a few times.”

“Mind if I use my vines to help keep you away from that?” Holly asks.

“I think you already have, but yeah, sure.”

“I meant something a little more involved,” Holly reveals with a grin. Afterglow’s already in the perfect place for this, so she puts her idea into motion. A few of her vines shoot up above Glow’s head, wrapping themselves around the tree branches above. Then they reach down, and wrap themselves around Glow’s flippers, his legs, his tail. This takes the sheep by surprise, but by the time he’s squirming, the vines have already reached up to the branches once again, and retracted. The impromptu pulley system pulls Glow’s body right off the ground.

Finding himself bound by vines around every limb, and suspended in the air, a very surprised Glow looks down at the Ivysaur girl below him. “Oh shit, Holly, what are you do—? What are you planning?”

“Now you can’t touch yourself at all.” She steps forward, putting her face right in front of Glow’s still-erect shaft. It’s at the perfect height for her now. 

“Ah, wait!” Glow shouts, a sudden burst of blush blossoming on his face, while his body squirms enough to make the vines, and his body, sway side to side. “You’ll make me blow! I can’t!”

Holly backs up just a little, her eyes lifting from his dick to his face. “What if I promise not to make you cum?” she asks.

“Then…” Glow’s squirming stops, and eventually his body stops swaying. “Then I’d really like that,” he admits. He can feel that hot blush taking over his face and feel his dick twitching in front of this willing female.

“Glad to hear it,” Holly says, one part sweet and two parts happy to be in charge of this needy ram. She steps forward again, getting her face so close to his cock that she can effortlessly breathe in his scent, and closely examine his cock’s features. She reaches out one more prehensile vine and runs it along that ramhood. With her vines and her eyes, she examines his smooth pink skin, his girth, his length, his tapering shape. 

“You know, it’s not fair that your boyfriend, that Mew, and all those sheep are the only ones who get to tease you… You and this cock of yours,” she tells him, her voice calm and tempting. Glow is in no position to resist temptation at 28 days into no orgasming, so he falls into listening to her comforting, sensual tone of voice immediately.

The feeling of this vine creeping its way over the sensitive surface of his cock sends Glow into fits of trembling. It feels very unusual to have his body tied up and suspended off the ground, and it feels even more unusual to tremble in her grasp, with no connection to the ground.

“You should let the Pokémon of the forest have it too. A cock this wonderful? Don’t you think they all deserve to enjoy it?” Holly continues. An oily substance is secreted from the tip of her vine, and she effortlessly smears and spreads it over the surface of Glow’s cock, making it shiny and more slippery.

“Wh, hahhh, what is that?” Glow asks, the pleasure taking hold of him and forcing him to buck his hips.

“Essential oils – plant oils. Very good for you, pumpkin.” While she speaks, she experiments with different ways of coiling her vine around his shaft. Its uses are quite versatile. Glow can’t keep track of the patterns of wrapping going on, but each one makes him feel so good… Some positions feel better than others, and make Glow react with more intense noises and breathing and jerking motions. Holly takes note of each one.

Just be reflex, the sheep’s legs try to close, but Holly’s vines are holding them in a position that force them spread to either side. By the same token, he can’t move his flippers or tail much either. With so little he can do, re truly feels at Holly’s mercy.

Her vine forms a spiralling shape, moving its way up and down his length. This makes him get mighty close to cumming, mighty fast, his breathing and squirming picking up rapidly. So Holly calms down, instead trying the same shape, but rotating it around his girth. That manages to keep Glow just as aroused as he is without making him closer, and Holly smiles at her discovery.

Afterglow watches from above, his breathing turning heavier as she stimulates him more. He breathes in and out, harder and harder, until he snaps to attention, eyes going wide and ears going up again. He just realized that there’s a very spicy scent in the air, one that wasn’t there before. It’s coming from Holly’s flower, and it’s aphrodisiac of some sort. He’s certain of it.

“Holly, I really don’t need any extra horniness right now…! I’m trying really hard not to cum, as it is!” Glow tells her in an alarmed voice.

“Oh, that?” Holly says, looking up at him with a smile. Her smiles are very wide, stretching from cheek to cheek on her wide face. “Don’t worry about that. I promised I wouldn’t make you cum, didn’t I?” She returns her full attention to his dick, watching her vine crawl its way along his cock in exactly the way she wants it to. Every time it does, a huge wave of trembling rolls up and down Glow’s suspended body, making his breath catch. “But you will get very, very close.”
