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Dubcon\n\nMotivated by his love for the innocent witch he was sent to kill, Kin unravels a plot sanctioned by the nobility and royalty of Kingsland, growing closer to the inevitable fall of the corrupt King. \n\nAnd closer to fatherhood, once he figures out what to do with his noble enemy...", "description_bbcode_parsed": "CW - Dubcon

Motivated by his love for the innocent witch he was sent to kill, Kin unravels a plot sanctioned by the nobility and royalty of Kingsland, growing closer to the inevitable fall of the corrupt King.

And closer to fatherhood, once he figures out what to do with his noble enemy...", "writing": "Travelling by a rocky cart on rough roads for over a week straight, pulled by a strong Mudsdale; one can expect to traverse the distance between a remote Maskerade Village in the midst of endless lush forests, and the capitol city of the wide-spanning Kingsland. \n\nIn a kingdom overseen by a strong leader blessed with a fragment of Giratina, the peoples live in an exciting world. Dungeons with mystical properties lure in brave adventurers from all over, and draw attention to the wilds and their odd occurrences. Feral Pokémon grow to become terrifying monsters when in the mystery dungeons, and guilds of explorers fight to keep them at bay.\n\nThis is one of the many tales that one lone Meowscarada recites, as a tribeshunter turned hero over the course of a long, long year in greater civilization. With two swords in hand like the fangs of the Viper, and the legendary blessing of Reshiram flowing through him, Kin of the Maskerade wields righteous justice with a keen sense for what's right and wrong.\n\nThis time, his honor was besmirched, as the commands of a noble nearly turned his blades towards an innocent woman, who had captured his heart.\n\nKin's sights were set on getting back at the noble who dared try to trick him. As he returned to the capitol atop the back of his armored Rapidash friend, his mind stirred with all the different vengeful plans he could come up with.\n\nAll the while, his steed looked up confusedly at the deeply-ruminating Meowscarada. \"Kin, we're almost there.\"\n\n\"AHH!! Right, Strider! Sorry!\" Kin snapped to attention as they were approaching the walls around the city. He dismounted from his temporary partner, bidding him farewell at the gates. From the moment Kin entered the streets of Kingsland's core, he was on a mission undertaken by himself alone. None else would be roped into it.\n\nNoctianna of the House of Luna. In short, Noctianna Luna, or Nocti as she was affectionately referred to by one beloved witch. Kin needed to have a talk with her, and where else than the grand noble estate itself?\n\nThe House of Luna was as great as its status turned out to be. In a fairly packed city, it afforded spanning lawns diligently cared for by the daintiest Indeedees, fenced off with perfectly uniform steel bars that added to the aesthetics still. \n\nKin stood at the entrance to the yard, a butler soon coming down to give him a curtsy. \"Welcome. Kin of the Maskerade, is it? We have been expecting your safe return.\"\n\n\"My thanks.\" Kin returned the butler's favor with a bow of Kin's own, as the gate opened to allow him in.\n\nThe inside of the mansion was stunning. Marble stairs, velvet rugs, the skylights made everything glisten. Everything glistened! Kin almost found himself walking into a pillar, fawning over the gorgeous architecture.\n\n\"Are you okay, Master Kin?\"\n\n\"F-Fine! It's just, I almost forgot... Were you taking me to Noctianna?\" Kin blushed orange, trying to hide the loss of a little pride from his near stumble.\n\nThankfully, butlers aren't allowed to laugh very often. \"Yes. Right this way...\"\n\nUp the stairs and through great halls, the butler brought Kin to a door and promptly left them with parting words. \"Master Noctianna, your guest has arrived!\"\n\nKin was left waiting, the door opening... With nobody there. Despite that, he could hear a woman's voice. \"Welcome. It is an honor to host such a prestigious figure as yourself here...\"\n\nKin had to look down before he could figure out that an Umbreon was under his waist, sitting on her hind legs and looking up to see the Meowscarada's face. He tried not to let on any of his awkward surprise by the quadrupedal missus. \"Th-The honor is all mine, Madame Noctianna.\"\n\n\"There's no need to be so formal.\" Noctianna smiled politely, before standing and trotting further into her study. Everything was still so beautiful, yet her desk held stacks of books that weren't quite organized. Still, she managed to push aside enough of then to see Kin from across her desk. \n\nShe sat upon her chair, having set one across for Kin, who was still decently tense. He's not unfamiliar with quadrupedal species, but being from a tribe of mostly his species, only children of his kind stood on every paw and sat like loaves. Noctianna clearly wasn't a child, nor a Sprigatito, though. The best way to describe it was culture shock.\n\n\"I assume you'll report that you fought the witch of-\"\n\n\"Right, that! I'm so sorry, I've never been in a place quite so... Wealthy!\"\n\nKin was good at staying composed, at least. He clenched a paw valiantly, recounting his tales of something that did not actually happen, mixed with enough truth to make his words ring more genuinely.\n\nKin had ventured through the swamplands for hours, and ate stuff that could be poisonous!\n\nStrider was right by his side, every second of the way...\n\nKin made his way to the cozy cabin that the witch called home!\n\nAnd they had an epic battle...\n\n\"We eventually figured that the witch's name was one Maid, and she had a lot of scholarly research on topics I couldn't quite understand.\" Kin's tone grew a little colder as he approached the less glamorizable parts of the report. Despite being rather knowing, he managed to sound ignorant.\n\n\"Something about Giratina? That's something I've heard a couple times around here. Is it part of the religion?\"\n\nNoctianna was finally prompted to speak, and she briefly narrowed her eyes. For an unassuming Umbreon, she was still a noble and a scholar. She wondered whether or not to be suspicious, but then she remembered.\n\nYes, this Kin of the Maskerade hails from a tribe. He grew up learning how to hunt, farm, eat, and breed. He may be strong and have a sense of justice, but he was also surely also a fool who would dance to the strings of the smarter nobility. All Noctianna had to do was smile and sound professional.\n\nSo she did. \"It's nothing to be too concerned with. We scholars often dabble in the mythology of the world, including beasts told to have shaped different aspects of the world. We try to prove or disprove the Legendary Pokémon often.\"\n\nKin nodded along, having already knew that, but pretending he didn't. \"That's cool... Does that include trying to make magic stuff?\"\n\nNoctianna tilted her head, seeming almost cute beneath her noble demeanor. \"I'm sure that Maid forged many a wicked artifact in her evil studies. Did you bring any along?\"\n\n\"As a matter of fact... Yes!\"\n\nWhen Kin took it out of his satchel, the heavy rattle shook Noctianna more than it did the desk it was placed on.\n\nThe Red Chain... Gems forming a heavy binding that seemed almost indestructible, and in truth held power beyond one's wildest fathoms.\n\n\"That... Is something that's better left in our care. It is a powerful and ancient weapon that cannot fall into the wrong hands! Could you relinquish it?\"\n\n\"Huh? Isn't it safer with me, 'cause I can protect it?\"\n\nKin was generally confused on his face, but in his mind he was tense. This was his one chance to extract answers he needed freely.\n\nNoctianna lowered her brow in light frustration. Now why would she do that?\n\n\"It is true that you're very strong, Kin. However, being strong doesn't equate to protecting such a relic. Please, we have secret vaults that are perfect to contain the Red Chain.\"\n\n\"It's just called the Red Chain, is it?\"\n\n\"Yes, and being in possession of items like it is a crime!\"\n\nKin went quiet, as Noctianna suddenly bit her tongue with the realization. She hastily said sonething suspicious, and now Kin was... Chuckling to himself.\n\n\"What's so funny...?\"\n\n\"Sorry, Nocti. But why could that be the case? After all...\" The new smugness on Kin's face was too telling. Noctianna was nervous.\n\n\"... It's not capable of doing anything to anyone, except bind Palkia, Dialga, or Giratina.\"\n\nNoctianna suddenly took in a deep breath, but had her words stifled by a knife flung through the air to hit the chair behind her, mere centimeters from reaching her face.\n\n\"Looks like I know a bit much, do I?\" Kin's twinswords were kept well in hand, one pointed across the table at Noctianna as she settled down. Ironically, now that hands were revealed, she was calmer than before.\n\n\"What do you hope to gain from this threat, exactly?\"\n\n\"Answers, mainly.\"\n\nKin, too, was calmer. The pretenses dropped, this was a battle, and battles were something he loved.\n\n\"... So, you knew what was going on from the start.\" Noctianna sighed out her nose.\n\nKin shook his head. He should have been the one sighing. \"It wasn't hard. Your plan was full of holes. Anyone could have seen Maid and not just killed her on sight, and she's so nice! I even promised her all the baby kittens I could give her.\"\n\nShe tried to be disgusted through her blush. \"Of course you did... My plan hinged on a party easier to manipulate than you, but clearly the law isn't scary enough to prevent holding a noble hostage.\"\n\n\"No law will stop me from protecting my beloved.\"\n\nHis gaze steeled, red eyes burning straight into Noctianna's soul. She felt chills, for herself and on the behalf of everyone who might find themselves getting in Kin's righteous way...\n\nNo, what was she thinking? He was just some brute, trying to be intimidating...\n\n\"So you want information. Even if you held my life, I could not answer you. I'd be killed if I said too much. Surely you understand these simple politics?\" Noctianna smiled smugly, trying to keep composed to throw Kin off.\n\nHe wasn't provoked. \"It matters not too heavily. I can draw my own conclusions. The Red Chain is a threat to the top brass because they have relations to the Creation Trio.\"\n\n\"Did I not just say what happens when you talk too much?\" Her smile twitched.\n\n\"Why shouldn't I kill you, anyways? This whole song and dance, tricking and ordering innocent people into murdering innocent people... How many times have you done it before?\" Kin was disgusted by the way these nobles worked...\n\n\"If they were innocent, they wouldn't be targets. It's either them or me, besides. I'm not the top of the hierarchy here, you should know.\" Noctianna dropped the grin, as Kin stuck another throwing knife into the chair above her head.\n\n\"Is that your excuse? You'd just do as you're told, even if it kills the undeserving? You don't hold any appreciation for life... Noctianna!\" His anger ran deep in his veins, taking him away from the mission he was originally on.\n\nThis slimy rich puppet master had the instinct of self preservation, without the sense of justice to preserve others. Kin wondered what he'd do, if he were in her situation...\n\nWhatever it was, he wouldn't have just been complacent like what he saw of Noctianna.\n\n\"I got what I came for, already. But while we're here... I'll teach you to respect life that isn't yours!\"\n\nNoctianna furrowed her brows in confusion, as Kin stepped around the table to stand over her... And took off his satchel and coat.\n\n\"What are you thinking of doing, you filthy cur?\" Noctianna gulped, trying to put up her guard... But there was no way she'd be able to resist such a powerful being.\n\n\"I hear one of the best ways to appreciate life is to grow life within your own belly...\"\n\nAs Kin had Noctianna get off her chair, she then realized what he was trying to say.\n\n\"... Eh?\"\n\nHis sword stabbed the floor by her side, as he knelt down to her level.\n\n\"Noctianna, I'm willing to spare you a murder. You're able to atone for what you've done, and become less of a threat, another way... We'll have adorable cubs we can raise together, instead.\"\n\nShe was more than a little flustered.\n\n\"... EEH!?!?\"\n\nNoctianna couldn't believe the sheer gall of the filthy cat! He'd dare take advantage of his power and hold her at bladepoint to not only use her for sex... But insinuate that they should be parents!?\n\nHer!? With a man like him!? With that scary glare? Sure, he might still think he's a hero, fighting for the ones he loves...\n\nAnd she could practically smell Kin's determined spirit...\n\nHis willingness to take on such a heavy responsibility as if it were nothing... With a hint of compassion and love under his anger...\n\nCould Kin really have a kind heart, under that steeled exterior?\n\n\"Wow, Nocti~ I was willing to give you the time to warm up, but you already want this?\"\n\nAs Kin's impressed smile loomed over, Noctianna realized she was already on her back, hind legs spread open and presenting her all. From her rubbable and fillable belly, to her well-kept womanhood...\n\nShe was presenting herself without even realizing it!?\n\n\"W-WAIT! THAT'S-!!!\" She stammered, blushing like a Flareon. \"Why would I ever choose to have my first ever children with a tribal nobody like yourself!? Much less give away my virginity at all!?\"\n\nKin's sword embedded itself in the floor beside her, so she had little room to roll over to escape, and so Kin could hold the handle for support while his body trapped her under.\n\n\"Please, don't speak of purity with me. The darkness in your heart is ugly, though the heart that contains it is... Beautiful~\"\n\nNoctianna gritted her teeth, frustrated by the audacity of the hero keeping her down. She had no idea what to say that might truly get to him... Kin was just a whole different breed of Pokémon.\n\nThe fact remained, though, that for all Noctianna said... None of it was \"no.\"\n\nBy that point, Noctianna was staring down the barrel, seeing Kin's heavy kitten maker a mere inch from her sacred ground. Nervously sweating, she looked up at his gleaming red eyes with a lasting defiance, nowhere near giving in.\n\nThough it didn't seem that way when he plunged down, giving her a shock that took her breath away and forced out a weak yelp.\n\nOf all the things she expected to penetrate inside her today. A knife, a sword, perhaps a spear or claws... This wasn't it! \n\nIt hurt, but not in the way that she was used to, from any battles in conflicts with other beasts or investigated criminals. Her crotch burned from Kin's slow grinds up and down, but she couldn't vocalize it through seething screams.\n\nOnly panting breath, hitting the face of Kin, as his breath came back to her. They stared at each other with unrivaled intensity, only the greatest of resentment.\n\nKin's firey soul made it hard not to be a little rough with his thrusts. Fresh and untouched except by her own paws, Noctianna's insides made for a good punching bag to take out so very many frustrations on.\n\nThis was the woman responsible for nearly setting Kin's unmatched bladework upon the innocent witch, Maid. Just because she had something the King was scared of...\n\nIf Noctianna wanted to turn belly-up before a higher power so badly, then Kin would take advantage of that willingness. \n\nHer insides felt so very different from the warm comfort and love of his last night with Maid.\n\nCool, uncaring, like every fold tried to resist instead of welcome his maker. An obstacle that needed to be worn down into submission. To that end, Kin measured his efforts with the heat to break through her cold exterior.\n\nSlowly, Kin's winglike cape spread, draping around the two of them as his fur took on bluish tips. The air in the room felt hotter by the second.\n\n\"Y-You... So th-this is what you're capable of, Freak...!\" Noctianna couldn't find much room to speak between breaths, and the urge to bite her lip.\n\nShe hated it. How Kin treated her most sensitive parts with such friction and recklessness. She hated how every inch of the walls of her pussy were touched every second, carelessly.\n\nShe hated how it wasn't entirely painful.\n\n\"Nnh...! Ahhh...!\"\n\nKin's ears flickered. Was that noise what came up from Noctianna's chest? \n\nThe hero was set upon a path of fighting for the truth, by the cerulean flame that guided him forward. In that moment, the truth never sounded so... Adorable.\n\nNoctianna found her hind legs clamp around his waist, as her insides felt more pressure. Did Kin seriously manage to be even more turned on!?\n\nDid she...? Did she just moan!? Because of Kin!? No, the barbaric village hick couldn't do this to her! He couldn't be her first!\n\n\"Damn it! Damn you, and your... Dick! I hate you!\"\n\n\"The way you're holding me...! Doesn't seem like it!\"\n\nAnd he was so overwhelming! That look on his face was primal, like she was being devoured by the animal. It didn't matter how sophisticated and justified his motivations were, they took too much carnal pleasure in this!\n\nThey... Noctianna was feeling incredible. As her sensitive insides continued warming up to the wild bucking of her captor, her paws gripped his sides even tighter. She hated it!\n\n\"Kin...! Kin! Damn you! KIIIIIN!\" Despite her shouts holding the rumblings of anger, the truth was that Noctianna was still shouting out Kin's name. Over and over, as her womanhood became tenderized. As it squeezed Kin's manhood, and tenderized him.\n\n\"Have my children! Pay for the lives you've had taken! Make life with me... NOCTIANNA!\"\n\nKin's righteous fury hammered down upon Noctianna, as she squeezed and bucked up against him. Whether or not this is what she wanted, there was no stopping Kin from going stiff.\n\nFrom his head down to his toes, his every muscle quivered. He threw his head back, and slammed his waist with all his might.\n\nNoctianna's every muscle shivered, as she clamped around Kin and threw her head back. Their angered roars synchronized all too well for enemies, as Noctianna's insides were pumped with all the white one could ever ask for.\n\nKin felt it as much as she did. Thrust after thrust sent through Noctianna's womb was more than enough to seal her fate. She placed a paw over her belly as Kin continued to fuck her sore. \n\nIt was like a dream, and she was losing her grip... Noctianna of the House of Luna, a mother to the children of a barbarian. She felt like this is what she was meant for, blushing and panting with exhaustion as the rest of the world faded from around her.\n\nRoyal and noble duties. The difficult politics she has to juggle every day. She imagined all those responsibilities being history. \n\nIn a remote village in the forest that sees occasional contact with outside civilization, and simple peace, she imagined looking down at cute Eevee-Sprigatito hybrids nursing from the nipples on her soft timmy.\n\nKin would come home from a long day of hunting huge beasts, and cook up delicious meals for her and their babies. They would glare at each other, annoyed, then take a bite out of the same cut of giant Donphan leg meat. Together.\n\nKin... Was he truly going to take her away from all of this?\n\nComing back into the world, Kin was wrapped around Noctianna, having spent every drop of seed he could spare. \n\nHis strong arms, his fluffy wings, they were warm enough to fall asleep within.\n\nWas this truly something she should reject and resent? She tilted her head to see the side of his. Kin looked satisfied, the fire in his heart yearning. Perhaps he was in the midst of imagining the same life for them that she was.\n\nPerhaps he was musing over the ways he'd be an overbearing, smug bastard.\n\nNoctianna grumbled, and nestled further into Kin's embrace, tucking her chin into his shoulder. \n\n\"If I see Maid again... I suppose I could make things up to her... As long as you take things all the way.\"\n\nNoctianna wasn't convinced before. She wasn't sure if she was convinced, even now. Kin was a true wild card, a joker who's shuffling what should otherwise be an organized deck with a neat hierarchy. But with his determination, and the one thing the King fears...\n\nKin's eyes slowly drifted open, looking to Noctianna's side.\n\n\"I'll do it. One day, even if it takes months or years. I'll free Kingsland from its Tyrant King, and take you home with me. You'll atone for everything by becoming a tribesmother.\"\n\nThere. His intentions couldn't be more clear if he tried to make them so. The tempered intensity made it all believable. \n\nNoctianna felt her cold and darkened heart ache. She wanted to stay with this perfectly idiotic cat, no matter what. But reality was dreadful, and he could only make her feel so safe.\n\n\"If you fail, I won't go down with you...\"\n\n\"Then I won't fail.\"\n\nYet, this was reality, now. Kin was real, and his blades were real, too. The truth of their futures together might be filled with more light than Noctianna first assumed...\n\nFor now, she was exhausted, with a sore pelvis and sweat all over. Her thoughts turned to how she would explain to her house that she was pregnant, as sleep gently draped a warm comfort over her.\n\nThat night, Noctianna's heart was joined with Kin's, even though it took some... Nudging...\n\nShe had nothing but hope, for the tomorrow that he would bring...", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Travelling by a rocky cart on rough roads for over a week straight, pulled by a strong Mudsdale; one can expect to traverse the distance between a remote Maskerade Village in the midst of endless lush forests, and the capitol city of the wide-spanning Kingsland.

In a kingdom overseen by a strong leader blessed with a fragment of Giratina, the peoples live in an exciting world. Dungeons with mystical properties lure in brave adventurers from all over, and draw attention to the wilds and their odd occurrences. Feral Pokémon grow to become terrifying monsters when in the mystery dungeons, and guilds of explorers fight to keep them at bay.

This is one of the many tales that one lone Meowscarada recites, as a tribeshunter turned hero over the course of a long, long year in greater civilization. With two swords in hand like the fangs of the Viper, and the legendary blessing of Reshiram flowing through him, Kin of the Maskerade wields righteous justice with a keen sense for what's right and wrong.

This time, his honor was besmirched, as the commands of a noble nearly turned his blades towards an innocent woman, who had captured his heart.

Kin's sights were set on getting back at the noble who dared try to trick him. As he returned to the capitol atop the back of his armored Rapidash friend, his mind stirred with all the different vengeful plans he could come up with.

All the while, his steed looked up confusedly at the deeply-ruminating Meowscarada. "Kin, we're almost there."

"AHH!! Right, Strider! Sorry!" Kin snapped to attention as they were approaching the walls around the city. He dismounted from his temporary partner, bidding him farewell at the gates. From the moment Kin entered the streets of Kingsland's core, he was on a mission undertaken by himself alone. None else would be roped into it.

Noctianna of the House of Luna. In short, Noctianna Luna, or Nocti as she was affectionately referred to by one beloved witch. Kin needed to have a talk with her, and where else than the grand noble estate itself?

The House of Luna was as great as its status turned out to be. In a fairly packed city, it afforded spanning lawns diligently cared for by the daintiest Indeedees, fenced off with perfectly uniform steel bars that added to the aesthetics still.

Kin stood at the entrance to the yard, a butler soon coming down to give him a curtsy. "Welcome. Kin of the Maskerade, is it? We have been expecting your safe return."

"My thanks." Kin returned the butler's favor with a bow of Kin's own, as the gate opened to allow him in.

The inside of the mansion was stunning. Marble stairs, velvet rugs, the skylights made everything glisten. Everything glistened! Kin almost found himself walking into a pillar, fawning over the gorgeous architecture.

"Are you okay, Master Kin?"

"F-Fine! It's just, I almost forgot... Were you taking me to Noctianna?" Kin blushed orange, trying to hide the loss of a little pride from his near stumble.

Thankfully, butlers aren't allowed to laugh very often. "Yes. Right this way..."

Up the stairs and through great halls, the butler brought Kin to a door and promptly left them with parting words. "Master Noctianna, your guest has arrived!"

Kin was left waiting, the door opening... With nobody there. Despite that, he could hear a woman's voice. "Welcome. It is an honor to host such a prestigious figure as yourself here..."

Kin had to look down before he could figure out that an Umbreon was under his waist, sitting on her hind legs and looking up to see the Meowscarada's face. He tried not to let on any of his awkward surprise by the quadrupedal missus. "Th-The honor is all mine, Madame Noctianna."

"There's no need to be so formal." Noctianna smiled politely, before standing and trotting further into her study. Everything was still so beautiful, yet her desk held stacks of books that weren't quite organized. Still, she managed to push aside enough of then to see Kin from across her desk.

She sat upon her chair, having set one across for Kin, who was still decently tense. He's not unfamiliar with quadrupedal species, but being from a tribe of mostly his species, only children of his kind stood on every paw and sat like loaves. Noctianna clearly wasn't a child, nor a Sprigatito, though. The best way to describe it was culture shock.

"I assume you'll report that you fought the witch of-"

"Right, that! I'm so sorry, I've never been in a place quite so... Wealthy!"

Kin was good at staying composed, at least. He clenched a paw valiantly, recounting his tales of something that did not actually happen, mixed with enough truth to make his words ring more genuinely.

Kin had ventured through the swamplands for hours, and ate stuff that could be poisonous!

Strider was right by his side, every second of the way...

Kin made his way to the cozy cabin that the witch called home!

And they had an epic battle...

"We eventually figured that the witch's name was one Maid, and she had a lot of scholarly research on topics I couldn't quite understand." Kin's tone grew a little colder as he approached the less glamorizable parts of the report. Despite being rather knowing, he managed to sound ignorant.

"Something about Giratina? That's something I've heard a couple times around here. Is it part of the religion?"

Noctianna was finally prompted to speak, and she briefly narrowed her eyes. For an unassuming Umbreon, she was still a noble and a scholar. She wondered whether or not to be suspicious, but then she remembered.

Yes, this Kin of the Maskerade hails from a tribe. He grew up learning how to hunt, farm, eat, and breed. He may be strong and have a sense of justice, but he was also surely also a fool who would dance to the strings of the smarter nobility. All Noctianna had to do was smile and sound professional.

So she did. "It's nothing to be too concerned with. We scholars often dabble in the mythology of the world, including beasts told to have shaped different aspects of the world. We try to prove or disprove the Legendary Pokémon often."

Kin nodded along, having already knew that, but pretending he didn't. "That's cool... Does that include trying to make magic stuff?"

Noctianna tilted her head, seeming almost cute beneath her noble demeanor. "I'm sure that Maid forged many a wicked artifact in her evil studies. Did you bring any along?"

"As a matter of fact... Yes!"

When Kin took it out of his satchel, the heavy rattle shook Noctianna more than it did the desk it was placed on.

The Red Chain... Gems forming a heavy binding that seemed almost indestructible, and in truth held power beyond one's wildest fathoms.

"That... Is something that's better left in our care. It is a powerful and ancient weapon that cannot fall into the wrong hands! Could you relinquish it?"

"Huh? Isn't it safer with me, 'cause I can protect it?"

Kin was generally confused on his face, but in his mind he was tense. This was his one chance to extract answers he needed freely.

Noctianna lowered her brow in light frustration. Now why would she do that?

"It is true that you're very strong, Kin. However, being strong doesn't equate to protecting such a relic. Please, we have secret vaults that are perfect to contain the Red Chain."

"It's just called the Red Chain, is it?"

"Yes, and being in possession of items like it is a crime!"

Kin went quiet, as Noctianna suddenly bit her tongue with the realization. She hastily said sonething suspicious, and now Kin was... Chuckling to himself.

"What's so funny...?"

"Sorry, Nocti. But why could that be the case? After all..." The new smugness on Kin's face was too telling. Noctianna was nervous.

"... It's not capable of doing anything to anyone, except bind Palkia, Dialga, or Giratina."

Noctianna suddenly took in a deep breath, but had her words stifled by a knife flung through the air to hit the chair behind her, mere centimeters from reaching her face.

"Looks like I know a bit much, do I?" Kin's twinswords were kept well in hand, one pointed across the table at Noctianna as she settled down. Ironically, now that hands were revealed, she was calmer than before.

"What do you hope to gain from this threat, exactly?"

"Answers, mainly."

Kin, too, was calmer. The pretenses dropped, this was a battle, and battles were something he loved.

"... So, you knew what was going on from the start." Noctianna sighed out her nose.

Kin shook his head. He should have been the one sighing. "It wasn't hard. Your plan was full of holes. Anyone could have seen Maid and not just killed her on sight, and she's so nice! I even promised her all the baby kittens I could give her."

She tried to be disgusted through her blush. "Of course you did... My plan hinged on a party easier to manipulate than you, but clearly the law isn't scary enough to prevent holding a noble hostage."

"No law will stop me from protecting my beloved."

His gaze steeled, red eyes burning straight into Noctianna's soul. She felt chills, for herself and on the behalf of everyone who might find themselves getting in Kin's righteous way...

No, what was she thinking? He was just some brute, trying to be intimidating...

"So you want information. Even if you held my life, I could not answer you. I'd be killed if I said too much. Surely you understand these simple politics?" Noctianna smiled smugly, trying to keep composed to throw Kin off.

He wasn't provoked. "It matters not too heavily. I can draw my own conclusions. The Red Chain is a threat to the top brass because they have relations to the Creation Trio."

"Did I not just say what happens when you talk too much?" Her smile twitched.

"Why shouldn't I kill you, anyways? This whole song and dance, tricking and ordering innocent people into murdering innocent people... How many times have you done it before?" Kin was disgusted by the way these nobles worked...

"If they were innocent, they wouldn't be targets. It's either them or me, besides. I'm not the top of the hierarchy here, you should know." Noctianna dropped the grin, as Kin stuck another throwing knife into the chair above her head.

"Is that your excuse? You'd just do as you're told, even if it kills the undeserving? You don't hold any appreciation for life... Noctianna!" His anger ran deep in his veins, taking him away from the mission he was originally on.

This slimy rich puppet master had the instinct of self preservation, without the sense of justice to preserve others. Kin wondered what he'd do, if he were in her situation...

Whatever it was, he wouldn't have just been complacent like what he saw of Noctianna.

"I got what I came for, already. But while we're here... I'll teach you to respect life that isn't yours!"

Noctianna furrowed her brows in confusion, as Kin stepped around the table to stand over her... And took off his satchel and coat.

"What are you thinking of doing, you filthy cur?" Noctianna gulped, trying to put up her guard... But there was no way she'd be able to resist such a powerful being.

"I hear one of the best ways to appreciate life is to grow life within your own belly..."

As Kin had Noctianna get off her chair, she then realized what he was trying to say.

"... Eh?"

His sword stabbed the floor by her side, as he knelt down to her level.

"Noctianna, I'm willing to spare you a murder. You're able to atone for what you've done, and become less of a threat, another way... We'll have adorable cubs we can raise together, instead."

She was more than a little flustered.

"... EEH!?!?"

Noctianna couldn't believe the sheer gall of the filthy cat! He'd dare take advantage of his power and hold her at bladepoint to not only use her for sex... But insinuate that they should be parents!?

Her!? With a man like him!? With that scary glare? Sure, he might still think he's a hero, fighting for the ones he loves...

And she could practically smell Kin's determined spirit...

His willingness to take on such a heavy responsibility as if it were nothing... With a hint of compassion and love under his anger...

Could Kin really have a kind heart, under that steeled exterior?

"Wow, Nocti~ I was willing to give you the time to warm up, but you already want this?"

As Kin's impressed smile loomed over, Noctianna realized she was already on her back, hind legs spread open and presenting her all. From her rubbable and fillable belly, to her well-kept womanhood...

She was presenting herself without even realizing it!?

"W-WAIT! THAT'S-!!!" She stammered, blushing like a Flareon. "Why would I ever choose to have my first ever children with a tribal nobody like yourself!? Much less give away my virginity at all!?"

Kin's sword embedded itself in the floor beside her, so she had little room to roll over to escape, and so Kin could hold the handle for support while his body trapped her under.

"Please, don't speak of purity with me. The darkness in your heart is ugly, though the heart that contains it is... Beautiful~"

Noctianna gritted her teeth, frustrated by the audacity of the hero keeping her down. She had no idea what to say that might truly get to him... Kin was just a whole different breed of Pokémon.

The fact remained, though, that for all Noctianna said... None of it was "no."

By that point, Noctianna was staring down the barrel, seeing Kin's heavy kitten maker a mere inch from her sacred ground. Nervously sweating, she looked up at his gleaming red eyes with a lasting defiance, nowhere near giving in.

Though it didn't seem that way when he plunged down, giving her a shock that took her breath away and forced out a weak yelp.

Of all the things she expected to penetrate inside her today. A knife, a sword, perhaps a spear or claws... This wasn't it!

It hurt, but not in the way that she was used to, from any battles in conflicts with other beasts or investigated criminals. Her crotch burned from Kin's slow grinds up and down, but she couldn't vocalize it through seething screams.

Only panting breath, hitting the face of Kin, as his breath came back to her. They stared at each other with unrivaled intensity, only the greatest of resentment.

Kin's firey soul made it hard not to be a little rough with his thrusts. Fresh and untouched except by her own paws, Noctianna's insides made for a good punching bag to take out so very many frustrations on.

This was the woman responsible for nearly setting Kin's unmatched bladework upon the innocent witch, Maid. Just because she had something the King was scared of...

If Noctianna wanted to turn belly-up before a higher power so badly, then Kin would take advantage of that willingness.

Her insides felt so very different from the warm comfort and love of his last night with Maid.

Cool, uncaring, like every fold tried to resist instead of welcome his maker. An obstacle that needed to be worn down into submission. To that end, Kin measured his efforts with the heat to break through her cold exterior.

Slowly, Kin's winglike cape spread, draping around the two of them as his fur took on bluish tips. The air in the room felt hotter by the second.

"Y-You... So th-this is what you're capable of, Freak...!" Noctianna couldn't find much room to speak between breaths, and the urge to bite her lip.

She hated it. How Kin treated her most sensitive parts with such friction and recklessness. She hated how every inch of the walls of her pussy were touched every second, carelessly.

She hated how it wasn't entirely painful.

"Nnh...! Ahhh...!"

Kin's ears flickered. Was that noise what came up from Noctianna's chest?

The hero was set upon a path of fighting for the truth, by the cerulean flame that guided him forward. In that moment, the truth never sounded so... Adorable.

Noctianna found her hind legs clamp around his waist, as her insides felt more pressure. Did Kin seriously manage to be even more turned on!?

Did she...? Did she just moan!? Because of Kin!? No, the barbaric village hick couldn't do this to her! He couldn't be her first!

"Damn it! Damn you, and your... Dick! I hate you!"

"The way you're holding me...! Doesn't seem like it!"

And he was so overwhelming! That look on his face was primal, like she was being devoured by the animal. It didn't matter how sophisticated and justified his motivations were, they took too much carnal pleasure in this!

They... Noctianna was feeling incredible. As her sensitive insides continued warming up to the wild bucking of her captor, her paws gripped his sides even tighter. She hated it!

"Kin...! Kin! Damn you! KIIIIIN!" Despite her shouts holding the rumblings of anger, the truth was that Noctianna was still shouting out Kin's name. Over and over, as her womanhood became tenderized. As it squeezed Kin's manhood, and tenderized him.

"Have my children! Pay for the lives you've had taken! Make life with me... NOCTIANNA!"

Kin's righteous fury hammered down upon Noctianna, as she squeezed and bucked up against him. Whether or not this is what she wanted, there was no stopping Kin from going stiff.

From his head down to his toes, his every muscle quivered. He threw his head back, and slammed his waist with all his might.

Noctianna's every muscle shivered, as she clamped around Kin and threw her head back. Their angered roars synchronized all too well for enemies, as Noctianna's insides were pumped with all the white one could ever ask for.

Kin felt it as much as she did. Thrust after thrust sent through Noctianna's womb was more than enough to seal her fate. She placed a paw over her belly as Kin continued to fuck her sore.

It was like a dream, and she was losing her grip... Noctianna of the House of Luna, a mother to the children of a barbarian. She felt like this is what she was meant for, blushing and panting with exhaustion as the rest of the world faded from around her.

Royal and noble duties. The difficult politics she has to juggle every day. She imagined all those responsibilities being history.

In a remote village in the forest that sees occasional contact with outside civilization, and simple peace, she imagined looking down at cute Eevee-Sprigatito hybrids nursing from the nipples on her soft timmy.

Kin would come home from a long day of hunting huge beasts, and cook up delicious meals for her and their babies. They would glare at each other, annoyed, then take a bite out of the same cut of giant Donphan leg meat. Together.

Kin... Was he truly going to take her away from all of this?

Coming back into the world, Kin was wrapped around Noctianna, having spent every drop of seed he could spare.

His strong arms, his fluffy wings, they were warm enough to fall asleep within.

Was this truly something she should reject and resent? She tilted her head to see the side of his. Kin looked satisfied, the fire in his heart yearning. Perhaps he was in the midst of imagining the same life for them that she was.

Perhaps he was musing over the ways he'd be an overbearing, smug bastard.

Noctianna grumbled, and nestled further into Kin's embrace, tucking her chin into his shoulder.

"If I see Maid again... I suppose I could make things up to her... As long as you take things all the way."

Noctianna wasn't convinced before. She wasn't sure if she was convinced, even now. Kin was a true wild card, a joker who's shuffling what should otherwise be an organized deck with a neat hierarchy. But with his determination, and the one thing the King fears...

Kin's eyes slowly drifted open, looking to Noctianna's side.

"I'll do it. One day, even if it takes months or years. I'll free Kingsland from its Tyrant King, and take you home with me. You'll atone for everything by becoming a tribesmother."

There. His intentions couldn't be more clear if he tried to make them so. The tempered intensity made it all believable.

Noctianna felt her cold and darkened heart ache. She wanted to stay with this perfectly idiotic cat, no matter what. But reality was dreadful, and he could only make her feel so safe.

"If you fail, I won't go down with you..."

"Then I won't fail."

Yet, this was reality, now. Kin was real, and his blades were real, too. The truth of their futures together might be filled with more light than Noctianna first assumed...

For now, she was exhausted, with a sore pelvis and sweat all over. Her thoughts turned to how she would explain to her house that she was pregnant, as sleep gently draped a warm comfort over her.

That night, Noctianna's heart was joined with Kin's, even though it took some... Nudging...

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