When the Trainer is Away
Ember x Elite Commission (Complete):

Elite slowly opened his eyes.  The midmorning sun, visible from the window nearby brightened his surroundings and provided the espeon with a small tinge of warmth.  He sighed happily as the familiar place came into view; brown walls, navy blue carpet, a chandelier hanging from the ceiling, a few books lying open on a wooden desk, a food bowl and a milk bowl.  He took his time waking, stretching out when he finally rose onto all fours.  As he lazily prepared himself to start the day, he remembered what today was and grinned to himself as he thought about it.  When the trainer is away, the pokemon will play…

Ember’s ears involuntarily perked up as he heard it.  There was no way around it anymore.  That jingling sound always made his body warm and tingly, always made his heart race, always made him red in the face, always made his breathing quicken pace.  This is the way it was now, and the way it would continue to be.  The vulpix was forever doomed to act in a Pavlovian manner as the sound of his love rang loud, louder today perhaps because of the circumstances. 

Before long, Ember saw himself face to face with the source of the euphony, a psychic pokemon and the love of his life, Elite Espeon.  The melody of the Dexter bell rang still in his ears as he looked into those darling purple eyes.  Those amethyst eyes stared back at him with a bewildering intensity, beckoning him, tempting him.  That penetrating gaze was followed up with a devious smirk.  Was Ember waiting for something?  How was he going to respond to this?

The vulpix felt a light tug on his collar toward the direction of his mate.  Telekinesis.  He took a slight pause and looked at Elite again.  Another tug, this one a bit harder.  Ember took this as a queue to approach and he could hardly wait to see what this beast had in store for him.  What exactly would happen, he could not guess, but with only the two of them and no one else, it promised to be beyond this Earth.

“The day is young, my sweet rose…” Elite began seductively “and what a sweet orange rose you are”.

The vulpix blushed and the espeon walked over to give him a little smooch on the cheek.  Ember smiled.  “Not as sweet as you” said he, at a loss for words.  Elite giggled and started walking around him slowly, enchantingly.

“I must say that I think I’ve developed a bit of a sweet tooth,” the espeon began.  The vulpix remained, letting the cat work his magic.  “And I’ve recently been getting hit with these strong cravings and oh how strong they are!” the espeon brushed the forked end of his tail along Ember’s chest as he eyed his ballsack.  The espeon licked his lips “I’ve been looking for a fix and candy just hasn’t been doing it for me.”  Elite continued circling his treasure, quietly closing the distance between the vulpix’s face and his.  He craned his head toward Ember’s ear and whispered, “I wonder if the taste of my darling vulpix would satisfy me.”

Ember shuddered and closed his eyes.  Elite went in for a kiss and Ember’s mouth instinctively opened as he felt the espeon’s maw honing in on its target.  The rest was a lusty blur for the two of them.  Their tongues cut across strands of each other’s saliva as they began.  His boyfriend’s tongue wriggled around inside of his depths, causing Ember to moan out softly.  The vibrations from the sound spurned on the cat and he redoubled his efforts.  Ember, reveling in the sweet, delicious tastes of Elite’s tongue, stuck his own tongue into his lover’s mouth savoring every little tang of his essence.

“mmmm” the vulpix muffled into Elite’s mouth in the heat of the moment.  As Ember explored Elite, their tongues wriggled around each other, vying for space and movement.  The two tongues wrestled for dominance and briefly twisted around one another amidst this deep, arousing passion.  The two tongues then separated to investigate the inner cheeks opposite their owners.  Writhing and squirming around the smooth surfaces of the cheeks and lightly glossing over the teeth, these appendages continued to provide pleasure to both quadrupeds.  Elite lightly pulled the vulpix by the collar so that they were face to face.  He wanted to see his response when he made his next move.

Placing one paw on Ember’s chest, he pushed backward, but moved with him, so that he wouldn’t break the kiss.  He kept pushing back, forcing the canine to stand on the tips of his paws and then on his hindpaws.  Soon, he was standing almost completely erect on his hindquarters, with his butt almost touching the ground.  Elite, following his movement to this point, removed his paw from his chest and wrapped both of his front paws around Ember’s back.  He kept pushing him back and down into the ground, but his paws were wrapped securely around his sweetheart’s back, so he wouldn’t thud to the floor.  Elite gingerly placed Ember on his back and repositioned his body, so that he was standing on all fours above him.

Elite gently broke off the kiss, a single strand of saliva arcing between their mouths.  He smiled devilishly at the cutie below him when the vulpix gradually opened his eyes.  The vulpix smiled back at him in a knowing way and a shade of crimson lit up his face.  How such a knowing smirk could manage to look so innocuous, the espeon may never comprehend.  What he did realize, though, was that no one else was home and there were no brakes aboard the love train.

The espeon, lightly humped the vulpix, making him just a little more red.  He grinded his pelvis on him again and giggled to himself as he heard a soft moan.  “You like that, Ember?”  He rubbed against him again feeling his cock poke out of its sheathe.  “I bet you do,” he commented, lightly rubbing himself on the fox a third time.  He moaned lightly as his own member slithered out of its sheath at the contact, urging him to keep going.  Ember’s fur felt soft to the touch, smooth, well groomed, velvety, and the pouch that housed his sexual organ gave him a neat little bump to feel when Elite rubbed on him. 

“Oh yes, Elite, keep going,” the vulpix moaned out, feeling the last of his member uncoiling from its sheathe.  He loved the feeling of his mate’s penis brushing against his fur.  That fleshy, canine-like stick repeatedly moving backward and forward on his nether-regions, testing him, teasing him, was just he wanted, just what he needed.  A thousand tiny sensations of pleasure tickled his member while the espeon’s tool stroked his vulpixhood.  A stroke, another stroke, another…  Ember’s member twitched and the vulpix made a little thrusting motion himself.

“Looks like someone is getting a little eager…” the espeon taunted, lowering his body a bit so that he was now mere inches above the vulpix.  Their chests touched and Elite could feel the heat emanating from this fine young vulpix.  He thrust again a few times, eventually getting into a rhythm. 

“Vuulll~” Ember moaned out, savoring the feeling of Elite’s recurring humps.  The familiar sensations of an object repeatedly coming into contact with his dick aroused him further.  He grabbed onto his mate with his free paws as the espeon continued his work, making the embrace ever the sweeter.  He looked into the espeon’s eyes and saw a twinkle in it that matched with his loving, adoring smile.  When he gazed upon this beast, he saw perfection.  His cute, chocolate colored nose, his pinkish-purple fur, his large floppy ears, the red jewel in the middle of his forehead, everything about him as if chiseled by Arceus himself all effortlessly appealed to him.  It was a feeling he got whenever he looked at him and his heart beat fast and his breathing quickened and he got excited and happy in a way he couldn’t explain, the feeling of love.  He couldn’t help but melt into an amorous ball of fluff in the presence of the espeon.

The vulpix could tell that his darling was certainly big as his girth continued to press into his phallus, sandwiching it between Ember’s fur and his body.  The espeon pressed his body close to the vulpix, perhaps enjoying the warmth of the fire type.  Elite had pinned him down, trapped Ember between his masculine, beastly beauty and the floor beneath.  All options of escape had been cut off.  There was nothing to feel except Elite, nothing to smell except his musk, nothing to look at except this powerful male above him, nothing to hear save for the delightful little moans and grunts of the infatuated pair.  Soft, lovely fur mixed with the firmness of the sexual appendages as they pressed against one another.  Thrust after thrust, Elite’s package tugged against Ember’s, delivering sparks of pleasure to the both of them.

The tension had only been building and it would only be a matter of time before the release valve was opened.  They could both feel it coming as their breath became jagged and heavy and their thrusts became harder and faster.  Elite had put almost all of his weight on Ember, getting lost in his own bliss.  Ember didn’t mind as this weight and pressure allowed him to feel nearly the entirety of his one and only.  They were both relaxed, but at the same time, they were both tense as the sexual pressure continued to accelerate.

“Ember…” Elite said in between hard intakes of breath “I’m about to cum…”

Ember moaned out, but then stopped himself.  The corners of his lips rascally turned upward as he thought of a devious scheme.  He was going to make his espeon’s sexual tension last as long as he could.  He pushed Elite up off of him, grinning sinfully while he carried out his plot, stopped humping him and said “Not just yet...”

Elite frowned, the pangs and aches of his loins not taken care of.  “But…” he pouted “I’m sooo horny.”  He looked at Ember hungrily, needily, almost in a begging way, the tool beneath him dripping with pre, drooling with anticipation, desperately throbbing, pulsating.  The vulpix shook his head and winked.  Elite would have to wait... ‘but’ the espeon thought to himself ‘it’s not as if I can’t turn the tables on him so to speak’.

Working past the gnawing sensation eating at his genitals, like a cork suddenly sealing up the heavy flow of liquids from a spilled wine bottle, he smiled back at the fire-type and grinned back.  He wanted to evacuate the sperm from his balls, greedily gush out that thick, white, sticky seed of his onto Ember’s soft, clean fur, but he couldn’t and now it was his turn to have Ember feel the heat.  With his best bedroom eyes and the most seductive look he could pull off, Elite gazed right into Ember, piercing his bright emerald green eyes.  Ember innocently returned the favor, overlooking the possibility that Elite might try to make him feel what he had just felt.  Despite the circumstances however, to Ember, Elite was just as cute and loving and perfect as before and to Elite, Ember was just as lovable and adorable and flawless as before.  Yet with that glance, that wondrous gaze, they knew that this wasn’t the end.

Elite broke the gaze, rose up onto all fours, and slowly moved backward, his head hovering above Ember’s chest and then his nether regions, examining the drops of white dotting his body.  He snickered to himself at all the small globs of pre that decorated his precious’s belly.  He moved backward still and while he did so, he grabbed his mate’s still erect penis.  “Lift your legs and put the ends of them together,” he instructed him.
        	
The vulpix did as he was told and the espeon stepped back a bit more, tucking his erect penis onto the other side of the vulpix’s legs, then briefly admired the view.  Ember’s cherry red rod stuck out between his two uplifted legs.  His balls, anus, and splayed out orange tails were clearly visible below it and the two uplifted legs helped emphasize the penis and the pre that continued to leak out of it.  Elite stared proudly since it was his rubbing and thrusting, his grunting, that caused Ember to moan and squeal and nearly edge out.  Upon looking at his babe, his boo, in this way, he caught sight of something and smiled to himself, all according to plan.
        	
Approaching Ember again, he stuck his tongue out and zeroed in on his dark chocolate brown paw pads.  As his appendage made contact with one of the vulpix’s pads, the creature below him made a cute little groan.  Elite licked it.  It didn’t taste like anything in particular, but it was soft to the touch and he loved the texture of it.  He licked it again and Ember’s leg twitched softly.  No doubt this was a sensitive area, possibly even ticklish.  He gave the paw pad a few more licks and the reactions he received ranged from cute, brief bouts of giggling to some light moaning and twitching.  Leftover precum oozed out lightly as he relaxed and let his sugar lick his pads.  The espeon’s soft, light, licks acted almost like a massage, entrancing him, cooling him off after the vigorous frotting session, giving him a way to prepare for what lie in store for him. 
        	 
When he was done licking him, the espeon stepped away from his angel and grinned mischievously.
        	
“Hey, why did you stop?” the vulpix asked, disappointed.
        	
Elite thought for a moment, a playful grin plastered on his face.  “Well, I have something better in store…” he began.
        	
“And what would that be?” Ember inquired back at him.
        	
“Stand up on your four paws and turn around with your head down and your ass up,” he directed, “you’ll see”.
        	
As Ember clambered onto his feet and readied himself, Elite stood across from him and watched intently.  There was something inherently arousing about watching his dearest turn his back to him and put on full display the most private region of his body, just for him.  As Ember lowered his head and looked back at Elite, he saw the cat wink at him.  Ember sighed sweetly.  No matter how long or in what situations they’d been in, Ember would always be madly in love with this sexy, beastly stud.
        	
Elite admired the vulpix’s form; how his wide rump accentuated his equipment, how his white belly fur provided a clear separation between the the outer edges and the midsection of his backside, how his balls and still-erect cock hung down alluringly between his hind legs, how his pink, puffy anus had spread out for Elite to see the insides.  This view reawakened Elite’s passionate sense of urgency from before.  Such a yearning and pining would not let him sit back and ogle at Ember indefinitely.  He had been spurned to action in the most primal of ways and approached his partner’s behind as a predator would.  He opened his mouth without a moment’s thought and lowered his head. 
        	
Ember gasped in surprise as the espeon’s tongue ravenously licked at the outer edges of his anus.  “Ooohhh, Elite,” he moaned out, spreading his legs further apart “mmmphfff”.  His breathing became heavy once more as the flame of desire within him was lit anew.  His balls turned slightly in their sac and his enlarged penis began twitching again.  His anus contracted as Elite’s wet, red baton skirted around the opening of Ember’s gaping opening, taunting him, trying him.  This new, foreign object, coating the outsides of his asshole with generous amounts of saliva, was pointed but slippery, ready to strike its next target.
        	
“Vvuuullll~” Ember squeaked as Elite penetrated him.  The tongue slithered slowly into the cavern, exploring and wriggling around the familiar place.  It stroked the smooth surfaces of his interior, swayed from side to side, voyaged deeper, motioned circularly to contact all of his walls.  The vulpix clamped down on the wet pole inside him while it brushed and maneuvered all around his tunnel.  The vulpix’s reaction caused Elite to increase his speed and intensify his swirling, licking, and lapping. Ember moaned out, his six tails curling skyward, his pole twitching again at Elite’s renewed vigor.  Lap after lap, swish after swish, lick after lick, the espeon greedily ate him out.
        	
As Elite gobbled on the vulpix’s rear-end, he came across a round, hard item within his tract.  Licking it a first time, he was rewarded with a hearty squeal, a phallic twitch, and another anal squeeze.  Doing that a second time, yielded similar results, so the espeon decided to focus his attention there.  This paid off splendidly, as the pitch of the vulpix’s moans grew higher, the volume grew louder, and the intervals between the delighted squeals became shorter.  Before long, Ember was moving himself back and forth about the tongue, attempting to impale himself on it.  Prostate fluid leaked from the canine, a clear sign that Elite was pushing all the right buttons and as the espeon kept up the pressure, the vulpix would occasionally hump the air.
        	
As time progressed, more and more prostate fluids and pre leaked from Ember.  His humping and back and forth movement along Elite’s tongue became harder and faster, his moaning grew louder and more incessant, his tunnel convulsed more frequently, and his penis twitched more and more wildly.  The end was rapidly approaching for the sex-crazed creature and there was nothing more he wanted then to unleash that built-up pressure.  He thrust his body in and out, in and out of Elite’s tongue, wanting nothing more than relief, sweet, sweet relief.
        	
“Elite,” he uttered under deep breaths “I want you to put one of your front paws on my dick and rub really hard.  I need to cum.”

Sliding his tongue out of Ember’s tailhole and moving himself back a step, he smiled coquettishly at his toy, his plaything, his whimpering, oversexed boyfriend.  “Yeah, well too bad.” he responded giggling to himself “You wouldn’t let me cum, why should I let you?”

Ember looked back at the espeon, huffing hard, an impression of yearning, longing, and craving, etched within his face.  The same unreleased pressure Elite had felt, the same desperate need to shoot string upon string, rope upon rope, glob upon glob of his hot, musky man juice Elite felt, the same unresolved tension and lack of closure Elite had felt now plagued Ember.  He had only been a few stabs away, just a few more rapid jabs of his penis and Elite’s tongue, mere seconds separating him from that wonderful, blissful, extraordinary rapture.  Part of Ember was upset with this, but when he thought about the situation, he realized he had brought this upon himself.

“Elite,” he began, blushing slightly “I’m sorry.  I was just trying to make your pleasure last for as long as I could.”

The cat giggled “There’s nothing to feel sorry about,” he responded winking, “after all, I haven’t unleashed my load yet.  We’re nowhere near done!”
        	
Indeed, tasting, eating, and pawing off his mate had excited Elite to an extremity.  There was no way he was going to let the tightness and stiffness in his loins not be tended to and that tightness wouldn’t go away without some vigorous hammering, some spirited ramming, some deep and hard lunging.  The espeon licked his lips, strategizing his next move.  His eyes locked onto Ember’s rump, his throbbing member, hanging balls, and open tailhole tantalizing him.  His body had been practically begging for a milking since he had first started rimming the vulpix and he was determined, now more than ever, to get what he wanted.  “Nowhere near done at all!” he repeated naughtily, stepping forward, prowling behind Ember’s delicious ass.
        	
The vulpix wasted no more time.  Perhaps clairvoyantly sensing his inamorato’s sexual frustration, he looked back at Elite and swayed his rump from side to side; his scrumptious, exposed butthole moving with it and his tails and testes swinging freely.  The cat didn’t need to see anymore and hastily stood up on his hind legs, wrapping his paws around the hips of his significant other, pulling himself closer to him, and blindly poking his elongated, throbbing rod on Ember’s fur.  He was desperate to find his mark as quickly as possible, each poke driving him to prod harder and faster.  At last, he felt his cute little pucker underneath him and with a satisfied grunt, penetrated his snatch.

“Ooohhh, Elite!” Ember exclaimed as his beloved plunged into his back door.

“Ooohhh Ember,” the espeon above him responded while pushing his shaft further into him, “You feel so tight, so hot, unnnfff!”  Elite grunted as he fit the entirety of his length in Ember’s cavern and shivered as his girth sweeped across Ember’s smooth, flexible walls.  He thrust into him again, his eyes rolling back into his head as his boyfriend’s warm, wet channel constricted around him, squeezing and massaging his pulsating pink cock.  His ass was so comfortable, so accommodating, tight yet stretchy, and durable.  He effortlessly eased himself into a rhythm; dead-set on showing the male he cherished most a good time.  He would be fucking his brains out before long.

Ember’s sphincter continued to tighten around his better half while his love muscle began twitching again.  Elite fluidly dived into and out of him with graceful swinging motions, scraping across all his inner walls simultaneously while Ember moaned for more.  The sounds of these moans were perfectly complimented by the licentious squelches of the cat entering and exiting, entering and exiting this horny little fox’s anus.  Elite’s balls rocked back and forth and lightly slapped against Ember’s nuts in sync with his humping.  They were both only getting warmed up now, the true pleasure would happen when Elite found that cute inner nub from before and make the vulpix succumb to his innermost desires.

“Ooh… Elite!” Ember shouted out the first time Elite rubbed his penis against his prostate “Please… don’t stop…” The espeon nodded and picked up the pace, rutting him like a bitch in heat and gripping him tighter, pulling him closer.  With the two of them nice and snug together, Elite could now more easily access Ember’s inner knob and with his quickened pace, Elite made Ember moan and grunt and squeal and squirm.  As he thumped energetically inside of him and repeatedly glossed over his prostate gland, his little dumpling leaked small amounts of prostate fluid and pre while his cock quivered sporadically.  In this heated exchange, Ember was milking Elite for what he was worth through anal squeezes and squelches, but Elite was doing the same for Ember as he stimulated his bump with his ruts.

As the two continued to mate, their heart rates and temperatures increased and Elite’s Dexter bell began to emit small, melodic rings as he plowed into that delicious, fiery ass.  Ember could hear his bells and his deep breathing as he continued going to work.  Relentlessly piledriving into him, nailing him, railing him, not letting up a bit, Elite got caught up in the moment as he desperately pushed into him, tensing his muscles as if bracing for a big explosion.  Ember gripped Elite’s wildly convulsing member and tugged at it, surrounding it with his warm, lubricated anal walls.  The Dexter Bell kept ringing as Elite rigidly hunched himself over Ember’s form, his thick thighs, and big, round, luscious rump powerfully pounding into that soothing, fleshy mound. 

Elite could feel himself nearing the end as he pummeled Ember, ramming inside of him with all his might.  His face contorted as he plunged into Ember’s tightness, his dick trembling and shuddering.  “Ember,” he said, nearly out of breath, “I feel like I’m going to explode!”

“Yes!” Ember cried in the middle of his pounding “I feel the same way!  Please, I’ve been waiting for you to unleash your load inside me for a long time!  Don’t make me wait any longer!”

With those words, their fate was sealed.  Even if Elite had tried, there was no way he would be able to hold back.  It was destiny; the dam could not hold.
A torrent of jizz violently spewed from the espeon as he found himself in the throes of an orgasm.  His body jerked and shook and shivered and vibrated every which direction as rope upon rope of his seed flooded Ember’s walls.  His face deliriously twisted, his body overloaded with ecstasy, all he could do was cry out “EMBER!” 

Ember yelled out “ELITE!” as that white, sticky goo rushed into him and sent him over the edge.  He eagerly humped the air as he became overloaded with sensory pleasure, his large bulbous knot revealing itself as he convulsed under the heavy weight of his own bliss.  Electrical impulses traveled at light speed from his brain to his loins, demanding him to hump, to blow his load, to fall prey to his own instincts.

The salacious pair eventually came down from this intense experience, leaving the two of them in hot heap of fluff, fur, and bodily fluids.  Elite stayed hilted inside of Ember, waiting for the last of his liquids to drain out of him and into his mate.  Ember welcomed this as he enjoyed the feeling of Elite’s warm spunk sloshing around inside of him.  The sticky, gooey liquid had a way of cooling him down after a hot, intense session of lovemaking.

Ember craned his head to gaze upon his love who was panting from exertion and smiled.  “That was incredible!” he started,  “I would love to do that all over again!”

Elite chuckled at this, playfully humping his ass.  “I’m sure we’ll have the chance.  Maybe tonight when our master is asleep...  or maybe even later today if the trainer hasn’t come back yet…”  The espeon licked the fur on the back of the vulpix’s neck, giggling cutely “Whenever you’re up for it, babe, just tell me.  If you need to find me, just listen for a jingling sound.”  Elite craned his neck down to kiss the vulpix, who gratefully returned the favor; two balls of fur their love forever sealed on this hot, sexy Valentine’s Day.