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Ferroco, Kinsho © RedFox09
Xanthe, Alex, Allucard, Searcium © Hot-Gothics
Cacturne, Roserade, Trapinch, Combusken, Maxie, Archie, Steven, Officer Jenny © Nintendo", "writing": "Eventually both teams… err, the entire team had gone to sleep, no doubt only to awaken 10 hours later with a hangover.\n\nKinsho was so out of it, he didn't even budge when Ferroco escaped his DuskBall and left the room. He'd kept track of which room Xanthe and Alex had gone to stay in for the night, and made his way to it through the halls without a sound, then proceeded to open the door in much the same manner.\n\nPeeking in, the Cacturne could clearly see that Xanthe's trainer was out cold, and Xanthe lay on the opposite side of the room, sleeping soundly. Good thing he wasn’t in his PokéBall.\n\n\"Pssst. Xanthe,\" he called softly, keeping his voice down to little more than a whisper.\n\nXanthe moaned softly in his sleepy state, turning over and facing the door. Ferroco whispered his name again and his eyes slowly opened to see the other's feet. He blinked, sitting up half-way and rubbing at one eye.\n\n\"Ferroco...?\" he mumbled, at least aware enough not to speak too loudly in case his trainer were to hear it and wake up.\n\nThe aforementioned Cacturne waved him over without speaking a word.\n\nThe Roserade looked over to Alex, to make sure he was asleep, before getting up and going to the door. He closed it quietly and looked up at Ferroco expectantly.\n\n“Sorry to wake you,” Ferroco started, making sure to keep his voice to a whisper. “I just wanted to see you. Alone.”\n\nXanthe blushed, swallowing whatever was in his throat. \"C'mon...\" He whispered, grabbing the other's hand. \"We should go outside so we can speak freely.\"\n\nThey walked down a few corridors until finally exiting the hideout and ending up outside. The stars shone brightly above them and the Poison-type took a deep breath of the late-night air, smiling.\n\n“It’s been a little while since we’ve been out here a esta hora, hm?” the Cacturne observed.\n\n\"Oui...\" he suddenly had a far off look in his eyes. \"It has...\" He spun on his heel, clasping his hands behind his back and smiling up at the other male. \"I'm glad we can do this again.\"\n\n“As am I,” Ferroco’s smirk was practically audible as he spoke. “Last time was rather… divertido. Hehe.”\n\nXanthe blushed, looking off to the side in embarrassment. \"Umm, yeah...\"\n\nThe older plant hesitated a little at this. “Is, uh… something wrong?”\n\nThe Roserade looked back up at him, startled by the odd tone. \"Ah, no.\" He took a couple steps forward and wrapped his arms around the Cacturne's neck, smiling broadly. \"Pardon moi, I'm still waking up.\"\n\n“Entiendo.” The other returned the embrace, snaking his arms around Xanthe’s waist. The latter kissed Ferroco chastely.\n\n\"I wonder what it's going to be like from now on... with the teams being one...\"\n\n“It should be easier for us, at least…” Ferroco shrugged. “I wonder if we’ll have to relocate somewhere…”\n\nThe younger set his head against the Spaniard's shoulder. \"Maybe...\"\n\n“Somewhere near Fortree would be nice,” Ferroco speculated. “I hear it rains often there, and the humans don’t cut down the plants…”\n\n\"Let the leaders deal with that,\" Xanthe murmured, lifting his head and pressing his lips to Ferroco's.\n\n\"And you should deal with me,\" he added playfully.\n\n“Si insistes…” the Cacturne’s voice lowered to a murmur, but his smirk returned with a vengeance. He pulled the Roserade in a little closer. Xanthe giggled slightly, moving his lips against the other's with a content hum.\n\nFerroco’s hands started to roam around the other’s back, underneath his cape. He returned to the habit of tracing his spine. A small noise came from the younger as a shiver traveled the same path. Both hands then went to the smaller plant’s hips to rub them in a circular motion.\n\n\"Mmmm...\" Xanthe ran his hands down the taller Pokémon’s chest then back up again, making sure not to break the kiss. Only when Xanthe did this did Ferroco realize how incredibly bony his chest was; he could prominently feel every rib being touched. It was only a fleeting thought, anyway, and he put more focus into teasing the other, suggestively running one hand over the back of a thigh.\n\n\"Should we lie down...?\" The other suggested, cracking his eyes open. He ran his hands back down Ferroco's abdomen, getting precariously close to his crotch. Ferroco picked up on this and made sure not to falter.\n\n“Sounds good to me~”\n\nXanthe smiled, sitting down gracefully on the grass and lying down when Ferroco took his place between his spread legs. The older plant made sure not to lay his full weight down on the other, keeping himself up by placing a hand at either side of Xanthe’s head.\n\nThe latter leaned up the short distance to connect their lips. Ferroco deepened it, taking advantage of Xanthe’s ajar mouth. Xanthe ran a hand down the Dark-type's side, trailing it from his hip to his groin and massaging the spot slowly.\n\n“Mmmph…” the Cacturne gave a light moan at the contact. Xanthe smirked a little into the kiss, rubbing slightly faster. He grabbed one of Ferroco's hands and laid it on his own groin, gasping as the other started rubbing in time with him. Skillfully, the cactus ran his hand over and around the other’s sheath in a somewhat subtle attempt to expose him first.\n\nThe younger's breath hitched and he turned his head from the kiss, moving his lips along Ferroco's jaw. His hand slid back and forth along the Dark-type's sheath. Ferroco gave a low moan, but kept it quiet, tilting his head up a bit to allow Xanthe ease of access. The Roserade kissed up to his pulse point, sucking there before returning to the other's lips. His hips lifted a little to encourage Ferroco to tease him more. \n\nGetting the hint, the latter put a good amount of his attention on the other’s sheath and didn’t focus much on the kiss. At this rate, he figured Xanthe would be out of his sheath at any moment.\n\nA shudder passed through the rose as his member finally freed itself and he let out a shaky sigh, turning his head to the side again and biting his lip. Ferroco then set to work on teasing the exposed head.\n\n\"Ah...!\" Xanthe tried to get Ferroco in the same state, working his hand over the other's sheath. It took a bit more time, but he did eventually start to poke out. By this time Xanthe was already breathing harshly, holding in his breath occasionally as the Spaniard stroked him.\n\nWithout too much more work, Ferroco had Xanthe entirely exposed, which made it much easier to focus on the underside. The smaller plant bit his lip, lifting his hips up off the ground somewhat. The Spaniard pushed his lips into Xanthe’s again as he sped up the rubbing.\n\nThe Roserade teared up, writhing underneath the other male. The latter got the idea that he may be overwhelming his partner a bit, but discarded that idea quickly and moved his mouth to Xanthe’s throat, leaving kisses there.\n\nThe Poison-type breathed out the other's name, tilting his head to give the cactus more access. Ferroco trailed several kisses from Xanthe’s jaw line down to his chest, lingering there a bit longer. His hand had slowed down a tad so as to keep him from getting too excited just yet. The younger gave a shuddering sigh, hands resting beside his head on the grass. His back arched somewhat as Ferroco nipped his chest lightly. \n\nBy this time, the odd feeling of being half in and half out of his sheath had started to bug Ferroco a bit, but he did his best to ignore it and keep focusing on Xanthe, running one hand over his rear end.\n\n“Mmmhh... Ferroco...” Xanthe gulped, pushing back on the larger Pokémon’s shoulders until he was sitting up. He kneeled down close to the Spaniard’s length, taking it in hand and releasing it from its covering.\n\nHe looked up at Ferroco and lightly licked at the head. The latter gave a light groan in approval, setting both hands on the back of Xanthe’s head, covering the semi-white petals. He was tantalizingly licked from base to tip, making the organ throb a little. The Roserade’s tongue then swirled around the tip a few times before he stroked at the underside.\n\n“Mmmph,” Ferroco moaned lowly, sliding out more and more as this went on. Xanthe took the tip into his mouth and slid down on it an inch or two further, closing one eye as he bobbed his head up and down. His hand pumped the rest of what he couldn't fit into his mouth. He hadn’t realized how long his partner was down there until now.\n\nA few more bobs and Ferroco was completely exposed at about 6”, which was actually pretty long considering the average Cacturne measured in at about 4-5”.\n\nThe Roserade sucked a bit on the tip, hollowing out his cheeks. He reached his other hand down to begin stroking himself in the same rhythm, humming around Ferroco's length. The vibrations this caused made the shaft twitch a bit, but the feeling left too soon for him to arch his back.\n\nXanthe sat up, scooting forward and kissing up the Cacturne's chest before connecting their lips and straddling him completely. Their lengths pressed together and Xanthe wrapped his hand around both, stroking them together. Ferroco returned the kiss eagerly, if not only in an attempt to gain control over it. The pleasure down below made it a bit of a less easy task, but he managed anyway, holding his younger partner’s body close.\n\nXanthe's free hand went to the back of Ferroco's neck, massaging the spot. His hand down below quickened its pace. This only drove the Cacturne further. He put both hands on the other Pokémon’s buttocks and set to work, kneading them.\n\n\"Ahn...hnn...\" The Roserade moaned into Ferroco's mouth, hand slipping from a steady rhythm and moving even faster.\n\nThe taller could feel himself dripping pre at this point. Maybe it was time to move on…\n\nXanthe turned his head, breaking the kiss and moaning. Suddenly his hand was pulled back and he blearily opened his eyes, looking at Ferroco questioningly.\n\nBefore continuing, Ferroco felt it only fair to ask: “Do you want to take this any further?”\n\n\"Further...?\" He blushed as he realized what that meant and nodded, wrapping his arms around Ferroco's neck and hiding his now red cheeks. \"Mmhmm...\"\n\n“Bien… This might take a little work, though,” Ferroco warned. He could already tell Xanthe would be a tight fit, with or without preparation.\n\n\"I don't mind, but...\" he backed away, looking into a yellow-orange eye.\n\n\"You're so big... I don't know if you'll fit...\" His whole face grew red as he said this and he shifted his hips a little, drawing a small gasp from himself as his member rubbed against the Spaniard's.\n\n“I’m sure we can figure that out somehow,” Ferroco had trouble keeping his tone even as he got a little pleasure from Xanthe’s movement.\n\nThe masked rose glanced off to the side for a second before mentally shrugging and initiating another kiss, licking at the elder's lips. The latter wasn’t too focused on this one because of the issue at hand. This would be a Hell of a lot easier if he had fingers…\n\nXanthe sighed, backing away from the kiss after he noticed Ferroco wasn't paying much attention to him anymore.\n\n\"We just need a replacement for fingers, right?\"\n\n“Si, that is a bit of an issue …” He gave his own “hands” a disdainful look.\n\n\"Hmmm...\" He rocked against the Cacturne for a moment, making sure neither of them lost their erections and letting out a shuddered breath from the action.\n\n\"Moves? I don't-...\" His breath hitched slightly. \" I don't have anything... but maybe you do...?\"\n\n“Erm… I know Ingrain…?” Ferroco offered, unsure of anything else that would work.\n\n\"That'll do...\" he whispered, rubbing their bodies together even more.\n\nFerroco put what concentration he had left into raising two smooth, prehensile roots from the ground at Xanthe’s sides. The Roserade pushed Ferroco onto his back, taking hold of their lengths and stroking them again.\n\n\"Ahh...\"\n\n“Mmf…” the Dark-type faltered a bit at this, trying to keep his hips still. Xanthe noticed the roots at his sides, moving slowly toward him then stopping suddenly in time with his strokes. He halted his movements, looking down at Ferroco with a snarky grin.\n\n\"Sorry... you can't concentrate, can you?\"\n\n“No, no puedo,” Ferroco admitted. “I haven’t tried using Ingrain for this before…”\n\n\"Then I'll stop...\" he offered, getting on all fours over the Cacturne so that his butt was at easy access for the roots.\n\n“Gracias,” the latter breathed, his mind much less clouded now. He put effort into directing one root to its target, prodding Xanthe from behind.\n\n\"Nn, wait,\" he paused, sitting up and taking both the roots into his mouth, making sure to cover them with enough saliva before resuming his position over Ferroco. He could tell this was going to be weird...\n\nNow that the roots were slick enough, it was easier to poke one in and get it to burrow a fair distance inside. Xanthe rested his forehead against the Cacturne's chest, holding his breath initially until the root was all the way in before breathing shallowly.\n\n\"Fou...\"\n\nFerroco only answered with a light snicker, pushing the root in and out several times before attempting to use the second one.\n\n\"Nnf...\" The odd feeling of being stretched even more made him bite his lip. He reached a hand down to stroke himself a little, distracting him from the roots inside him. Ferroco tried a few different techniques; mainly he tried alternating which root was going in as the other came out, making sure Xanthe was always full but still allowing movement.\n\n\"Ahhhn...\" he let out a long, shuddering breath as one of the roots brushed against his prostate and pushed back, whimpering as it left him completely instead of grinding that spot. He lifted his head slightly, looking into Ferroco's eye.\n\n\"D-do that again... sil vous plait, Ferroco...\"\n\nObediently, he pushed the root back in all the way, brushing it against Xanthe’s prostate. The younger let out a sultry moan, ducking his head again and laying it against Ferroco's chest as he bucked into the root.\n\nA pattern was soon created. The first root ground against that spot while the other kept pumping in and out.\n\n\"Ahnnn... hahh...!\" Xanthe could barely control the moans that spilled from him. Just a little more and he might cum...\n\n“You sound like you’re about ready,” Ferroco commented as casually as if he were talking about the weather, halting the roots from moving anymore. The smaller Pokémon whimpered from the sudden loss and looked up at the elder, crawling up his body once the roots left him completely and connecting their lips for a moment.\n\n\"Ferroco...\"\n\nFerroco took hold of Xanthe’s hips and positioned him above his member. Xanthe backed away from the other's lips as he felt the tip of the Spaniard's member at his entrance. He straightened himself and placed his hands flat on the Cacturne's abdomen, nodding slowly for the other to continue to lower him.\n\nThe Dark-type took great care in slowly lowering his partner onto himself, as it was still a tight fit. He wrapped one root around Xanthe’s length and squeezed it to distract from any possible pain.\n\n\"Nnngh...\" The younger clenched his teeth, trying to keep his body relaxed. The roots helped keep his mind off the sting and he focused on that, barely noticing when Ferroco was all the way in. As an added measure, the root teased around Xanthe’s tip while Ferroco finished pushing in the rest of the way, getting a rather nice massage as the muscles enveloping his length tried in vain to push him back out.\n\nThe Roserade let out a slow breath, shifting from the root's ministrations and making his larger partner’s member brush against his prostate lightly. The Cacturne let his hands run over Xanthe’s hips in circles, removing the root.\n\nOnce he was completely used to the intrusion, the Roserade decided to take the initiative, lifting his hips an inch or two off of Ferroco’s length before descending upon it. He gasped, fingers curling on the larger Pokémon’s abdomen and pushing from there to do it again. Ferroco added some weak thrusts of his own to match Xanthe’s, but didn’t do anything too ambitious just yet, still holding onto the smaller plant’s hips.\n\nSlowly but surely, the movements became pleasurable and his mouth hung slightly ajar as he began panting. He shifted every now and then, trying to get Ferroco to strike that spot again. The latter cooperated and eventually found it, making sure not to miss anymore once he’d located it.\n\n\"Ah! Ahh!\" Xanthe moaned wantonly, trying to stimulate that spot but finding it hard to do at this position. He cracked his eyes open somewhat and looked up at the Cacturne. \"Ferroco... I can't... ah! Can we change-nnh-positions?\"\n\n“I’m not playing bottom, if that’s what you mean,” Ferroco answered quickly, slowing down his thrusting a tad.\n\n\"Wouldn't dream of it...\" he sighed, leaning down to nip at Ferroco's jaw. \"It's just that this position is very-nnh!-limiting...\"\n\n“How else do you want to do it?” At this point the Cacturne stopped moving entirely.\n\nXanthe lifted his hips, letting the member slide out of him with a whimper. He completely removed himself from Ferroco and got on all fours, rear raised toward the Cacturne.\n\n\"...Like this?\"\n\n“Bien, I guess,” the latter plant’s tone shrugging while he pushed himself up onto his knees, lining up behind the other.\n\nThe Roserade bit his lip as the other entered him once more, pushing back in order to speed up the process. Ferroco made sure to locate the Roserade’s prostate before starting up again, and even that he did somewhat slowly.\n\nXanthe whimpered, moaning at the Spaniard hit his prostate with each thrust. The latter made sure to keep a hold on his partner’s hips, making the task of jabbing his prostate much simpler. At the same time, he tried to keep a steadily increasing rhythm, though the waves of pleasure washing over him made it a bit difficult.\n\nXanthe's moans became wanton and his breathing, erratic. He covered his mouth with one hand to stifle the noises, bucking unto Ferroco with every thrust. The Cacturne made an attempt to wrap a root around Xanthe’s member again, but couldn’t quite get it, as there were too many other things going on at once. Instead he just sped up his thrusting a fair amount, jabbing harder. The distinct sound of flesh slapping against flesh started up at this.\n\n\"Nngh... Ahh...! Ferroco...\" the Poison-type moaned loudly, feeling like he was about to tip over the edge. He just needed a little more...\n\n“Nnnf…!” Ferroco was no different, already sped up to near-maximum speed, and still jabbing that same spot. The convulsions on his length had become more prominent, squeezing it tightly. He was starting to lose a bit of the sense in his thighs as it was replaced with pleasure. At the same time, the odd feeling in the pit of his stomach was getting stronger…\n\nFinally, the constant jabs to his prostate became too much for Xanthe to handle. He screamed his partner’s name out loud as he came, unwittingly squeezing Ferroco’s length even tighter. This gave the latter plant the extra push that he needed. The weird sensation in his stomach was sent shooting out from his tip in the form of seed as the Cacturne kept a death grip on Xanthe’s hips, moaning all the while.\n\nXanthe took a minute to catch his breath, whimpering slightly as Ferroco pulled out of him. The latter took a seat as well, panting heavily. He dared not try and move his hips for a while after that, still shaking a little.\n\nThe Roserade lay on the ground flat, head resting on his folded arms as he tried to steady his breathing.\n\n“So… How was it for you?” Ferroco asked between heaving breaths.\n\nHe turned his head to the other side, smiling tiredly at the Cacturne. \"Do you really have to ask?\"\n\n“How else would I know?” he countered.\n\nThe Roserade rolled his eyes. 'As if my moans and the way I was moving weren't enough to tell by...' he droned mentally. He sat up, having a little trouble as his body hadn't completely recovered from his orgasm, and scooted over to Ferroco, nuzzling his neck.\n\n\"It was amazing...\"\n\n“Es bueno saber,” Ferroco gave a somewhat tired sigh, stroking the petals atop the other’s head. Xanthe smirked, albeit tiredly, and pushed Ferroco onto the ground by his shoulders, lying down beside him with an arm and his head on the Cacturne's chest.\n\n\"And now we sleep~\" he giggled.\n\n“Are you sure we shouldn’t get back to our trainers soon?” Ferroco raised an eyebrow. The sky was starting to get just faintly lighter…\n\n\"Just for a little while...?\" the rose’s tone sounded almost sad.\n\n“… Bien. Pero if we get in trouble, it’s your fault,” Ferroco warned. Why’d Xanthe have to be so damn cute?\n\n\"Well...\" He nuzzled into the Cacturne's neck. \"Another reason is... I don’t think I can stand at the moment,\" he admitted, hiding his expression from the Spaniard. The latter found it profoundly difficult to keep from laughing, and so didn’t respond verbally. Instead, he put one arm around the other’s back and left it there.\n\nXanthe relaxed even more, face painted red as the other's arm draped over him. He almost dozed off a few times as an hour or two passed. But their time was running out and they had to go back inside to their respective trainers. He sat up halfway and waited for Ferroco to stand before the Cacturne helped him up. His face regained its blush as he had a little trouble staying upright.\n\n\"Umm... I'm going to need help getting back to my room...\"\n\nFerroco probably would’ve chuckled if he wasn’t so dead tired at the moment. “I’ll help you, then.”\n\nThe Roserade smiled softly, mumbling a 'thank you' as the elder wrapped his arm around the smaller plant's waist.\n\n“Do you need me to carry you?” the latter offered. Xanthe blushed, thinking Ferroco was reading his mind or something.\n\n\"I-I'm not too heavy?\"\n\n“You’re kidding, right?” Ferroco smirked, effortlessly hoisting Xanthe up to carry him bridal style.\n\n\"Nn...!\" The Roserade blinked, wrapping his arms around Ferroco's neck so as not to fall.\n\nIt was a short trip back into the base, and navigating back to the room Xanthe’s trainer was staying in was no different. Xanthe kept his arms wrapped around Ferroco's neck, kissing him sweetly one last time.\n\n\"Bonne nuit, mon amour.\"\n\n“Buenos noches, mi amor,” Ferroco returned the kiss just before setting Xanthe down on his feet. The younger giggled slightly before going into the room and closing the door quietly. He kept a hand on the wall to support himself until he got to the same spot he was sleeping in before, collapsing and drifting off to sleep almost immediately.\n\nFerroco was easily able to get back into his DuskBall without waking anyone, and settled down for a good night’s rest, looking forward to a better tomorrow…\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Eventually both teams… err, the entire team had gone to sleep, no doubt only to awaken 10 hours later with a hangover.

Kinsho was so out of it, he didn't even budge when Ferroco escaped his DuskBall and left the room. He'd kept track of which room Xanthe and Alex had gone to stay in for the night, and made his way to it through the halls without a sound, then proceeded to open the door in much the same manner.

Peeking in, the Cacturne could clearly see that Xanthe's trainer was out cold, and Xanthe lay on the opposite side of the room, sleeping soundly. Good thing he wasn’t in his PokéBall.

"Pssst. Xanthe," he called softly, keeping his voice down to little more than a whisper.

Xanthe moaned softly in his sleepy state, turning over and facing the door. Ferroco whispered his name again and his eyes slowly opened to see the other's feet. He blinked, sitting up half-way and rubbing at one eye.

"Ferroco...?" he mumbled, at least aware enough not to speak too loudly in case his trainer were to hear it and wake up.

The aforementioned Cacturne waved him over without speaking a word.

The Roserade looked over to Alex, to make sure he was asleep, before getting up and going to the door. He closed it quietly and looked up at Ferroco expectantly.

“Sorry to wake you,” Ferroco started, making sure to keep his voice to a whisper. “I just wanted to see you. Alone.”

Xanthe blushed, swallowing whatever was in his throat. "C'mon..." He whispered, grabbing the other's hand. "We should go outside so we can speak freely."

They walked down a few corridors until finally exiting the hideout and ending up outside. The stars shone brightly above them and the Poison-type took a deep breath of the late-night air, smiling.

“It’s been a little while since we’ve been out here a esta hora, hm?” the Cacturne observed.

"Oui..." he suddenly had a far off look in his eyes. "It has..." He spun on his heel, clasping his hands behind his back and smiling up at the other male. "I'm glad we can do this again."

“As am I,” Ferroco’s smirk was practically audible as he spoke. “Last time was rather… <i>divertido</i>. Hehe.”

Xanthe blushed, looking off to the side in embarrassment. "Umm, yeah..."

The older plant hesitated a little at this. “Is, uh… something wrong?”

The Roserade looked back up at him, startled by the odd tone. "Ah, no." He took a couple steps forward and wrapped his arms around the Cacturne's neck, smiling broadly. "Pardon moi, I'm still waking up."

“Entiendo.” The other returned the embrace, snaking his arms around Xanthe’s waist. The latter kissed Ferroco chastely.

"I wonder what it's going to be like from now on... with the teams being one..."

“It should be easier for us, at least…” Ferroco shrugged. “I wonder if we’ll have to relocate somewhere…”

The younger set his head against the Spaniard's shoulder. "Maybe..."

“Somewhere near Fortree would be nice,” Ferroco speculated. “I hear it rains often there, and the humans don’t cut down the plants…”

"Let the leaders deal with that," Xanthe murmured, lifting his head and pressing his lips to Ferroco's.

"And you should deal with me," he added playfully.

“Si insistes…” the Cacturne’s voice lowered to a murmur, but his smirk returned with a vengeance. He pulled the Roserade in a little closer. Xanthe giggled slightly, moving his lips against the other's with a content hum.

Ferroco’s hands started to roam around the other’s back, underneath his cape. He returned to the habit of tracing his spine. A small noise came from the younger as a shiver traveled the same path. Both hands then went to the smaller plant’s hips to rub them in a circular motion.

"Mmmm..." Xanthe ran his hands down the taller Pokémon’s chest then back up again, making sure not to break the kiss. Only when Xanthe did this did Ferroco realize how incredibly bony his chest was; he could prominently feel every rib being touched. It was only a fleeting thought, anyway, and he put more focus into teasing the other, suggestively running one hand over the back of a thigh.

"Should we lie down...?" The other suggested, cracking his eyes open. He ran his hands back down Ferroco's abdomen, getting precariously close to his crotch. Ferroco picked up on this and made sure not to falter.

“Sounds good to me~”

Xanthe smiled, sitting down gracefully on the grass and lying down when Ferroco took his place between his spread legs. The older plant made sure not to lay his full weight down on the other, keeping himself up by placing a hand at either side of Xanthe’s head.

The latter leaned up the short distance to connect their lips. Ferroco deepened it, taking advantage of Xanthe’s ajar mouth. Xanthe ran a hand down the Dark-type's side, trailing it from his hip to his groin and massaging the spot slowly.

“Mmmph…” the Cacturne gave a light moan at the contact. Xanthe smirked a little into the kiss, rubbing slightly faster. He grabbed one of Ferroco's hands and laid it on his own groin, gasping as the other started rubbing in time with him. Skillfully, the cactus ran his hand over and around the other’s sheath in a somewhat subtle attempt to expose him first.

The younger's breath hitched and he turned his head from the kiss, moving his lips along Ferroco's jaw. His hand slid back and forth along the Dark-type's sheath. Ferroco gave a low moan, but kept it quiet, tilting his head up a bit to allow Xanthe ease of access. The Roserade kissed up to his pulse point, sucking there before returning to the other's lips. His hips lifted a little to encourage Ferroco to tease him more.

Getting the hint, the latter put a good amount of his attention on the other’s sheath and didn’t focus much on the kiss. At this rate, he figured Xanthe would be out of his sheath at any moment.

A shudder passed through the rose as his member finally freed itself and he let out a shaky sigh, turning his head to the side again and biting his lip. Ferroco then set to work on teasing the exposed head.

"Ah...!" Xanthe tried to get Ferroco in the same state, working his hand over the other's sheath. It took a bit more time, but he did eventually start to poke out. By this time Xanthe was already breathing harshly, holding in his breath occasionally as the Spaniard stroked him.

Without too much more work, Ferroco had Xanthe entirely exposed, which made it much easier to focus on the underside. The smaller plant bit his lip, lifting his hips up off the ground somewhat. The Spaniard pushed his lips into Xanthe’s again as he sped up the rubbing.

The Roserade teared up, writhing underneath the other male. The latter got the idea that he may be overwhelming his partner a bit, but discarded that idea quickly and moved his mouth to Xanthe’s throat, leaving kisses there.

The Poison-type breathed out the other's name, tilting his head to give the cactus more access. Ferroco trailed several kisses from Xanthe’s jaw line down to his chest, lingering there a bit longer. His hand had slowed down a tad so as to keep him from getting too excited just yet. The younger gave a shuddering sigh, hands resting beside his head on the grass. His back arched somewhat as Ferroco nipped his chest lightly.

By this time, the odd feeling of being half in and half out of his sheath had started to bug Ferroco a bit, but he did his best to ignore it and keep focusing on Xanthe, running one hand over his rear end.

“Mmmhh... Ferroco...” Xanthe gulped, pushing back on the larger Pokémon’s shoulders until he was sitting up. He kneeled down close to the Spaniard’s length, taking it in hand and releasing it from its covering.

He looked up at Ferroco and lightly licked at the head. The latter gave a light groan in approval, setting both hands on the back of Xanthe’s head, covering the semi-white petals. He was tantalizingly licked from base to tip, making the organ throb a little. The Roserade’s tongue then swirled around the tip a few times before he stroked at the underside.

“Mmmph,” Ferroco moaned lowly, sliding out more and more as this went on. Xanthe took the tip into his mouth and slid down on it an inch or two further, closing one eye as he bobbed his head up and down. His hand pumped the rest of what he couldn't fit into his mouth. He hadn’t realized how long his partner was down there until now.

A few more bobs and Ferroco was completely exposed at about 6”, which was actually pretty long considering the average Cacturne measured in at about 4-5”.

The Roserade sucked a bit on the tip, hollowing out his cheeks. He reached his other hand down to begin stroking himself in the same rhythm, humming around Ferroco's length. The vibrations this caused made the shaft twitch a bit, but the feeling left too soon for him to arch his back.

Xanthe sat up, scooting forward and kissing up the Cacturne's chest before connecting their lips and straddling him completely. Their lengths pressed together and Xanthe wrapped his hand around both, stroking them together. Ferroco returned the kiss eagerly, if not only in an attempt to gain control over it. The pleasure down below made it a bit of a less easy task, but he managed anyway, holding his younger partner’s body close.

Xanthe's free hand went to the back of Ferroco's neck, massaging the spot. His hand down below quickened its pace. This only drove the Cacturne further. He put both hands on the other Pokémon’s buttocks and set to work, kneading them.

"Ahn...hnn..." The Roserade moaned into Ferroco's mouth, hand slipping from a steady rhythm and moving even faster.

The taller could feel himself dripping pre at this point. Maybe it was time to move on…

Xanthe turned his head, breaking the kiss and moaning. Suddenly his hand was pulled back and he blearily opened his eyes, looking at Ferroco questioningly.

Before continuing, Ferroco felt it only fair to ask: “Do you want to take this any further?”

"Further...?" He blushed as he realized what that meant and nodded, wrapping his arms around Ferroco's neck and hiding his now red cheeks. "Mmhmm..."

“Bien… This might take a little work, though,” Ferroco warned. He could already tell Xanthe would be a tight fit, with or without preparation.

"I don't mind, but..." he backed away, looking into a yellow-orange eye.

"You're so big... I don't know if you'll fit..." His whole face grew red as he said this and he shifted his hips a little, drawing a small gasp from himself as his member rubbed against the Spaniard's.

“I’m sure we can figure that out somehow,” Ferroco had trouble keeping his tone even as he got a little pleasure from Xanthe’s movement.

The masked rose glanced off to the side for a second before mentally shrugging and initiating another kiss, licking at the elder's lips. The latter wasn’t too focused on this one because of the issue at hand. This would be a Hell of a lot easier if he had fingers…

Xanthe sighed, backing away from the kiss after he noticed Ferroco wasn't paying much attention to him anymore.

"We just need a replacement for fingers, right?"

“Si, that is a bit of an issue …” He gave his own “hands” a disdainful look.

"Hmmm..." He rocked against the Cacturne for a moment, making sure neither of them lost their erections and letting out a shuddered breath from the action.

"Moves? I don't-..." His breath hitched slightly. " I don't have anything... but maybe you do...?"

“Erm… I know Ingrain…?” Ferroco offered, unsure of anything else that would work.

"That'll do..." he whispered, rubbing their bodies together even more.

Ferroco put what concentration he had left into raising two smooth, prehensile roots from the ground at Xanthe’s sides. The Roserade pushed Ferroco onto his back, taking hold of their lengths and stroking them again.

"Ahh..."

“Mmf…” the Dark-type faltered a bit at this, trying to keep his hips still. Xanthe noticed the roots at his sides, moving slowly toward him then stopping suddenly in time with his strokes. He halted his movements, looking down at Ferroco with a snarky grin.

"Sorry... you can't concentrate, can you?"

“No, no puedo,” Ferroco admitted. “I haven’t tried using Ingrain for this before…”

"Then I'll stop..." he offered, getting on all fours over the Cacturne so that his butt was at easy access for the roots.

“Gracias,” the latter breathed, his mind much less clouded now. He put effort into directing one root to its target, prodding Xanthe from behind.

"Nn, wait," he paused, sitting up and taking both the roots into his mouth, making sure to cover them with enough saliva before resuming his position over Ferroco. He could tell this was going to be weird...

Now that the roots were slick enough, it was easier to poke one in and get it to burrow a fair distance inside. Xanthe rested his forehead against the Cacturne's chest, holding his breath initially until the root was all the way in before breathing shallowly.

"Fou..."

Ferroco only answered with a light snicker, pushing the root in and out several times before attempting to use the second one.

"Nnf..." The odd feeling of being stretched even more made him bite his lip. He reached a hand down to stroke himself a little, distracting him from the roots inside him. Ferroco tried a few different techniques; mainly he tried alternating which root was going in as the other came out, making sure Xanthe was always full but still allowing movement.

"Ahhhn..." he let out a long, shuddering breath as one of the roots brushed against his prostate and pushed back, whimpering as it left him completely instead of grinding that spot. He lifted his head slightly, looking into Ferroco's eye.

"D-do that again... sil vous plait, Ferroco..."

Obediently, he pushed the root back in all the way, brushing it against Xanthe’s prostate. The younger let out a sultry moan, ducking his head again and laying it against Ferroco's chest as he bucked into the root.

A pattern was soon created. The first root ground against that spot while the other kept pumping in and out.

"Ahnnn... hahh...!" Xanthe could barely control the moans that spilled from him. Just a little more and he might cum...

“You sound like you’re about ready,” Ferroco commented as casually as if he were talking about the weather, halting the roots from moving anymore. The smaller Pokémon whimpered from the sudden loss and looked up at the elder, crawling up his body once the roots left him completely and connecting their lips for a moment.

"Ferroco..."

Ferroco took hold of Xanthe’s hips and positioned him above his member. Xanthe backed away from the other's lips as he felt the tip of the Spaniard's member at his entrance. He straightened himself and placed his hands flat on the Cacturne's abdomen, nodding slowly for the other to continue to lower him.

The Dark-type took great care in slowly lowering his partner onto himself, as it was still a tight fit. He wrapped one root around Xanthe’s length and squeezed it to distract from any possible pain.

"Nnngh..." The younger clenched his teeth, trying to keep his body relaxed. The roots helped keep his mind off the sting and he focused on that, barely noticing when Ferroco was all the way in. As an added measure, the root teased around Xanthe’s tip while Ferroco finished pushing in the rest of the way, getting a rather nice massage as the muscles enveloping his length tried in vain to push him back out.

The Roserade let out a slow breath, shifting from the root's ministrations and making his larger partner’s member brush against his prostate lightly. The Cacturne let his hands run over Xanthe’s hips in circles, removing the root.

Once he was completely used to the intrusion, the Roserade decided to take the initiative, lifting his hips an inch or two off of Ferroco’s length before descending upon it. He gasped, fingers curling on the larger Pokémon’s abdomen and pushing from there to do it again. Ferroco added some weak thrusts of his own to match Xanthe’s, but didn’t do anything too ambitious just yet, still holding onto the smaller plant’s hips.

Slowly but surely, the movements became pleasurable and his mouth hung slightly ajar as he began panting. He shifted every now and then, trying to get Ferroco to strike that spot again. The latter cooperated and eventually found it, making sure not to miss anymore once he’d located it.

"Ah! Ahh!" Xanthe moaned wantonly, trying to stimulate that spot but finding it hard to do at this position. He cracked his eyes open somewhat and looked up at the Cacturne. "Ferroco... I can't... ah! Can we change-nnh-positions?"

“I’m not playing bottom, if that’s what you mean,” Ferroco answered quickly, slowing down his thrusting a tad.

"Wouldn't dream of it..." he sighed, leaning down to nip at Ferroco's jaw. "It's just that this position is very-nnh!-limiting..."

“How else do you want to do it?” At this point the Cacturne stopped moving entirely.

Xanthe lifted his hips, letting the member slide out of him with a whimper. He completely removed himself from Ferroco and got on all fours, rear raised toward the Cacturne.

"...Like this?"

“Bien, I guess,” the latter plant’s tone shrugging while he pushed himself up onto his knees, lining up behind the other.

The Roserade bit his lip as the other entered him once more, pushing back in order to speed up the process. Ferroco made sure to locate the Roserade’s prostate before starting up again, and even that he did somewhat slowly.

Xanthe whimpered, moaning at the Spaniard hit his prostate with each thrust. The latter made sure to keep a hold on his partner’s hips, making the task of jabbing his prostate much simpler. At the same time, he tried to keep a steadily increasing rhythm, though the waves of pleasure washing over him made it a bit difficult.

Xanthe's moans became wanton and his breathing, erratic. He covered his mouth with one hand to stifle the noises, bucking unto Ferroco with every thrust. The Cacturne made an attempt to wrap a root around Xanthe’s member again, but couldn’t quite get it, as there were too many other things going on at once. Instead he just sped up his thrusting a fair amount, jabbing harder. The distinct sound of flesh slapping against flesh started up at this.

"Nngh... Ahh...! Ferroco..." the Poison-type moaned loudly, feeling like he was about to tip over the edge. He just needed a little more...

“Nnnf…!” Ferroco was no different, already sped up to near-maximum speed, and still jabbing that same spot. The convulsions on his length had become more prominent, squeezing it tightly. He was starting to lose a bit of the sense in his thighs as it was replaced with pleasure. At the same time, the odd feeling in the pit of his stomach was getting stronger…

Finally, the constant jabs to his prostate became too much for Xanthe to handle. He screamed his partner’s name out loud as he came, unwittingly squeezing Ferroco’s length even tighter. This gave the latter plant the extra push that he needed. The weird sensation in his stomach was sent shooting out from his tip in the form of seed as the Cacturne kept a death grip on Xanthe’s hips, moaning all the while.

Xanthe took a minute to catch his breath, whimpering slightly as Ferroco pulled out of him. The latter took a seat as well, panting heavily. He dared not try and move his hips for a while after that, still shaking a little.

The Roserade lay on the ground flat, head resting on his folded arms as he tried to steady his breathing.

“So… How was it for you?” Ferroco asked between heaving breaths.

He turned his head to the other side, smiling tiredly at the Cacturne. "Do you really have to ask?"

“How else would I know?” he countered.

The Roserade rolled his eyes. 'As if my moans and the way I was moving weren't enough to tell by...' he droned mentally. He sat up, having a little trouble as his body hadn't completely recovered from his orgasm, and scooted over to Ferroco, nuzzling his neck.

"It was amazing..."

“Es bueno saber,” Ferroco gave a somewhat tired sigh, stroking the petals atop the other’s head. Xanthe smirked, albeit tiredly, and pushed Ferroco onto the ground by his shoulders, lying down beside him with an arm and his head on the Cacturne's chest.

"And now we sleep~" he giggled.

“Are you sure we shouldn’t get back to our trainers soon?” Ferroco raised an eyebrow. The sky was starting to get just faintly lighter…

"Just for a little while...?" the rose’s tone sounded almost sad.

“… Bien. Pero if we get in trouble, it’s your fault,” Ferroco warned. Why’d Xanthe have to be so damn cute?

"Well..." He nuzzled into the Cacturne's neck. "Another reason is... I don’t think I can stand at the moment," he admitted, hiding his expression from the Spaniard. The latter found it profoundly difficult to keep from laughing, and so didn’t respond verbally. Instead, he put one arm around the other’s back and left it there.

Xanthe relaxed even more, face painted red as the other's arm draped over him. He almost dozed off a few times as an hour or two passed. But their time was running out and they had to go back inside to their respective trainers. He sat up halfway and waited for Ferroco to stand before the Cacturne helped him up. His face regained its blush as he had a little trouble staying upright.

"Umm... I'm going to need help getting back to my room..."

Ferroco probably would’ve chuckled if he wasn’t so dead tired at the moment. “I’ll help you, then.”

The Roserade smiled softly, mumbling a 'thank you' as the elder wrapped his arm around the smaller plant's waist.

“Do you need me to carry you?” the latter offered. Xanthe blushed, thinking Ferroco was reading his mind or something.

"I-I'm not too heavy?"

“You’re kidding, right?” Ferroco smirked, effortlessly hoisting Xanthe up to carry him bridal style.

"Nn...!" The Roserade blinked, wrapping his arms around Ferroco's neck so as not to fall.

It was a short trip back into the base, and navigating back to the room Xanthe’s trainer was staying in was no different. Xanthe kept his arms wrapped around Ferroco's neck, kissing him sweetly one last time.

"Bonne nuit, mon amour."

“Buenos noches, mi amor,” Ferroco returned the kiss just before setting Xanthe down on his feet. The younger giggled slightly before going into the room and closing the door quietly. He kept a hand on the wall to support himself until he got to the same spot he was sleeping in before, collapsing and drifting off to sleep almost immediately.

Ferroco was easily able to get back into his DuskBall without waking anyone, and settled down for a good night’s rest, looking forward to a better tomorrow…

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