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The fire was bright, and it's flickering was like a hypnotic lull to Case. The Pokémon trainer was out in the middle of nowhere, spending a quiet night alone...just the way he preferred. His Pokémon were sleeping away in their balls, and pretty soon he had the inclination to join them - though of course he wouldn't be withdrawn from reality in the process.

Being out in the open could be risky sometimes, and he was well-prepared for whatever the wild was going to throw at him. But tonight felt like perfection, and he was certain he'd be sleeping in the open. It was a warm night, no danger of rain, and he liked to sleep outdoors when the opportunity presented itself. After all, what was the point of a tent when there was nothing to protect him from? He didn't mind setting it up if he needed, but on a night like tonight it felt like wasted effort, entirely unnecessary.

It wasn't long before he'd had enough, and set himself down for the night. He set his backpack on his clothes, leaving on only a thin T-shirt and boxers, and laid himself down on the grass, not even bothering with a pillow. The ground was surprisingly comfortable, and he found himself in the lull of sleep rather quickly.

He didn't know how long he'd been asleep, but it was still plenty dark out and the fire was still going when he first woke. Immediately, he had the sensation of something being off, a feeling he couldn't shake despite initially writing it off as paranoia...then he heard the rustling, and he opened his eyes.

He wasn't alone.

He still hadn't fully woken up and so his vision was blurry, but he could see something next to his bag, and it sounded like it was going through it. Instinctively, he shot up, grabbing the thief as it turned in response to his movement.

Case's eyes widened as he got a good look at the thief. A Sceptile!

Within moments, the surprised creature turned the tables, grabbing him and trying to wrestle free from Case's grip. The two struggled against each other, each trying to break the other's hold while maintaining their own, but it wasn't long before the Pokémon's natural power proved too much for Case, and the Sceptile freed his arm and used it to more firmly establish control. Case was taken to the ground, unhurt but tightly held by the lizard's body, in poor position to break free. The panting Pakémon stared down at him, looking rather pleased with the outcome.

"A commendable effort, wild human. But you're simply not made to scrap with one of us." He spoke! Wild Pokémon rarely did, usually it was only the trained ones. And with an oddly gentlemanly tone as well, despite the clearly ungentlemanly position they were in.

Case struggled, but found himself rather firmly pinned, the reptile's surprising strength proving more than a match for him. From above, the Sceptile grinned down at him in triumph. "You'd've been better off calling for one of your friends rather than face me yourself, wild human. Or did you really think you could take on a fully-grown Pokémon by yourself?"

"Ngh...get off!"

"And let you try to come after me again? I'm not foolish, human, I've been in this position more than once. I'm going to have to make sure you can't come after me." Case's eyes went wide, and the Sceptile noticed and quickly added, "Goodness, not like that. I simply need to ensure you're too tired to chase me or catch me unaware. I'm no savage, I don't kill wild humans unless they try to kill me, and you certainly don't seem capable."

"Rf. Let me up and I'll show you..."

"And that's what I'm looking to avoid. Now, then, I..." The Sceptile trailed off unexpectedly, and glanced down in inquiry towards their lower bodies. "...Well well, is that what I think it is?"

Case was momentarily confused, until a sudden shift in the pinning reptile's body caused him to start. as he was rubbed up against; he suddenly realized he had gotten hard. "Wh-what the hell?"

"Aha! It seems this wild human enjoys being trapped!" The lizard's sinister smile threatened to tear his face wide open as he gave a slight hump, enjoying the strain in Case's face as he tried not to react to the pleasurable stimulus. "Well, well, this suggests a far more entertaining means of wearing you out than simply draining you and being done with it!"

"Wh-no! Hey, wait, you can't, I'm not, I mean, I never-"

"Never?" Case inwardly cursed as the Sceptile's eyes shone. "Even better! I've thieved a lot of items in my life, but this will be the first time I've ever stolen someone's virginity! I'll have to thank you for one of my prize trophies, even if it is intangible." Suddenly he raised up his body, his arms releasing Case's, and grabbed the shirt by the collar, yanking hard and tearing the fabric. It was a few quick seconds of pulling and clawing before he had the garment in tatters and flung away into the fire. Case flailed and clawed at the ground, trying to pull himself away, not thinking to try to strike at the Sceptile, but unable to make any progress. Then he froze as one of the reptile's hands snuck beneath the band of his underwear and started rubbing his hardened shaft; the sensation was almost overwhelming, much different from his own hand, and it had him at a loss.

"But one should never be a total stranger in matters such as this," the Sceptile said smoothly, one clawed fingertip teasing the tip of the human's length while one on his other hand poked and pulled through the band. "My name is Sion. I am a thief, and one of renown among Pokémon the world over. I can retrieve what has been stolen from others, or lift the most priceless items from those who acquired them rightfully. The purpose matters little...I simply enjoy the thrill. And other such thrills-" The hand on the band pulled, tearing Case's underwear, his claws slicing easily through the thin fabric wherever it remained an impediment, and in seconds the remains joined the shirt in the fire. "-are far from off limits. I will enjoy you, human, and you will enjoy me; now, tell me your name, and we shall escalate this as it demands!"

Case gasped and moaned as he was given a particularly hard rub, his fingers balling into fists around the grass; his mind was getting hazy at Sion's ministrations, and he was unable to get into gear for either attacking the Sceptile or escaping from him. "C-Case!"

A smirk from Sion as he trailed a claw down Case's groin, sending a tingle through the human as he felt a sharpness track along his leg, next to his sack, around and down his taint, and finally teased around his asshole. Involuntarily he gave a jerk and tried to spread his legs, and Sion lifted himself just enough to let it happen, before slipping his own legs in between and spreading the human the rest of the way. Suddenly his arms left Case's groin, and without warning they were back on Case's arms, pinning him again. This time, though, Case could feel something long and slick rubbing against his backside. His eyes widened again as he realized how vulnerable he was, but even if he wanted to try to escape Sion's clutches, his body didn't seem to be responding to him; it seemed at the mercy of his inflamed lust, his tortured cock, his wanting hole. Indeed, far from pulling away, he was moments away from begging.

Sion didn't wait that long, however. His own needs and desires were rapidly breaking through; it had been too long for him since his last conquest. His own dick, long and slick, naturally prepared for just such an occasion, was almost guiding him now, as he pulled himself back and rested the tip against the wanting human's hole. The moment he made contact was the moment he lost himself, and bucked forth sharply, slamming himself most of the way in in a single instant.

Case cried out, the discomfort of the quick and unpredictable motion overcoming him momentarily; yet, after initially clenching down, he responded by spreading himself wider, offering himself further to that invader, assenting to his defeat at Sion's hands and acknowledging the claim laid on his body. He was summarily rewarded as Sion pulled back slightly and with a grunt finished the job, burying himself fully within Case. Again the discomfort spiked, though less so than the first time, the slick fluids spreading themselves within him and easing the strain of this new entry.

With a hiss, Sion pulled himself back and began a rather rapid thrusting, his nature as a speedy reptile taking over. It was definitely the sweetest claim he could remember; the wild human was tight and warm, fantastic around his cock, and he'd never taken one who'd so easily and readily submitted to his force, who had proved so accepting after being so resistant. The fact that he was Case's first was even better, knowing that he was the one who would burn that raw experience of sex permanently into the human's brain, that every lustful memory would inevitably trail back to him. For one who prided himself on theft, this time, it was what he was leaving behind that was the best part.

He let one hand off of Case's in order to bring it down to stroke the human's rod, getting a shocked cry of pleasure from his captive. This only got louder as he found that sweet spot inside Case and started milking it for all it was worth. Sion was reveling in the feelings, Case seeming to always remain tight despite now easily allowing him in, the scent of his lust and desire now coming off of him very strongly. He kept pumping Case, making sure to make him really feel the pleasure.

He was, without question; Case's mind was awash with the new, unfamiliar, and very intense sensations and feelings. The discomfort that had defined the initial motions was barely a fantasy now, the reality being nothing but amazing. He'd never imagined that something going inside him like that could feel so good, especially not when it was being done essentially by force. And the scaly hand on his own member was nothing like anything he'd done with himself, bringing him so expertly up higher and higher.

With another cry, Case's orgasm hit, his cum spurting out over his stomach and Sion's hand. The Sceptile, without breaking stride, brought his hand up and licked some of the fluids off of it; the taste was unremarkable, but favorable to him, he liked the taste of a male, especially one he was dominating. And it was helping to bring him to the edge that much more quickly.

Finally, almost a minute after Case, Sion gripped Case's arm much more tightly and thrust his way in one last time, forcing his load deep into the human, hissing in wild pleasure as he ground his hips against him. Rope after rope of his thick seed pulsed inside of Case, sticking within him and giving him a dull feeling of warmth and filling. As it tapered off, he felt Sion pull himself from his exhausted body, unable to move even a little bit; he felt more worn out than ever before, and yet distinctly satisfied.

He was barely aware of another rustling, and managed to look up in time to see Sion retrieve some food from his bag. Sion noticed his attention and gave him a cheeky grin. "Nothing like a light snack after a hard workout, hm? Your donation is appreciated."

With that, he darted off, with the natural vibrant speed of a Sceptile, leaving little sign apart from Case's state that he had been there. Wracked by the effects of the sex, it was easy enough for Case to pass back into slumber, thinking that if food was all Sion had been after, maybe he should have just let him take it...though a small part of him wondered if this hadn't been the better outcome.