Yielding To The Rival

Story by AstroSecant on SoFurry

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Zangoose and Seviper have a feud practically hard-wired into them that compels them to try to attack and destroy each other whenever they encounter each other.

Naturally, I ship it.

This is one of the tamer ideas I have with this type of match-up. Whether I get to some of the less tame ones will depend on a number of factors.

OBLIGATORY CONTENT WARNING: This story contains sexual acts between two males, sort-of rape turning into clearly not-rape, mutual domination/submission, and changes of heart in odd ways.


Roco sniffed at the air, finding it thankfully devoid of familiar scents...save the one he wanted. That was good...no one would know.

This was something he needed to get away for. No trainer, no teammates...well, other than the Seviper. The less they knew about how the two dealt with each other, the better for his pride. No doubt Aegus felt the same way, the way he went about things, and that suited him fine. As long as they did right by Will, their trainer, they'd keep doing things that way.

He sat in the trees, waiting for the other to arrive, equal parts distaste and excitement welling within him. So it usually went with Aegus. Roco was a Zangoose, Aegus was a Seviper, and everyone in the world knew how well they generally got along. They were no different, having a healthy venom between them that would lead them to frequently argue and fight, sometimes in a more slapstick way, sometimes a bit too seriously.

Ordinarily he'd have nothing to do with Aegus, and Aegus with him most likely, but forced together like they were there was little chance of that. Neither one could even claim seniority, having both been caught the same day and brought into training at the exact same time. The early days had been plenty rough, with the two at each other's throats, like they would have been in the wild. To them, it felt perfectly right and natural that way, the way of the wild...but they weren't in the wild anymore, they were trained, and being trained Pokémon, there were expectations. Fighting tooth and nail against one's own teammates wasn't going to meet them.

Thus Roco had been forced to get used to fighting alongside Aegus - sometimes quite literally, as Will had them fighting double battles quite a fair amount. It was a deliberate test, he knew that for sure. How well they fought together was a measure of how well they were doing on the team. It was hard, but the truth was, as much as they didn't like each other, they very much liked Will and wanted to work hard for him. He was a good trainer, kind and supportive, but he didn't go easy on anyone, wanting to be sure they excelled and pushing them beyond their limits. So as bad as the urges got, they had to push beyond them, deal with each other as best they could, and usually they got out fine in the end. It didn't get rid of the urges, though, and they both needed an outlet.

What they found wasn't exactly what either of them expected.

The bloodlust was far from the only natural urge they had. Mating instincts were in full force, and once they came on they were virtually impossible to ignore. Unfortunately for Roco, his options were slim. He had absolutely no interest in females, and the rest of Will's team was made up of female Pokémon...except, of course, for Aegus. And it appeared Aegus was in much the same boat, as it came to a head during a spat between them, a private fight that served to settle their blood. Their close fighting had revealed the snake's arousal, which in turn had triggered his own...soon the two were more interested in trying to overpower and penetrate each other than attack each other. By the time they separated, each of them was much more intimately familiar with each other than they ever had been.

After that, it became a regular occurrence between them. He couldn't call it mating, really; it was more like mutual rape. And mutual was quite literal - rare was the occasion that they didn't both manage to get into each other. Not that they didn't try, of course - it was a point of pride when they managed to escape that fate - but quite often the first one to claim was left vulnerable ofter they finished, long enough for the other to get their chance.

They never told anyone else about it, of course, and always fervently denied what happened between them upon any questioning. Truthfully, Roco didn't know how much the team bought into their denials...after as many times as it had happened, they were bound to be suspicious. But they didn't know, and that was all he needed. And it kept it from being spread around, which he also didn't want. After all, this kind of thing was among the absolute strictest taboos for Zangeese and Sevipers in the wild, something that would get one exiled or even executed without remorse. Even being the one on top wasn't exactly considered a good attribute - not only did you leave a snake alive, but they would question your motives and desires to get it on with an enemy rather than an ally. And breeding one of the opposite species was a grievous sin - all you would do is perpetuate their species, giving them more assassins while depriving your own of the same.

But that was the wild, and they were no longer wild. They belonged to the civilized world, and in the civilized world, one had to make certain compromises. Their compromise was that they worked together, screwed each other, and sometimes, often perhaps, came away carrying the seed of their blood enemies in them, and in turn they were taken care of well and given a prime opportunity to grow stronger. Roco didn't know how Aegus felt about it, but he knew for sure he considered it fair. That didn't stop the sense of tabooness from it, though...

A rustle from behind him drew his attention. Aegus had finally shown up, about time in his opinion. Odd that he hadn't tried to get the jump on Roco while he was lost in thought...and now that he was paying attention, the snake seemed a bit out of sorts, not quite in his usual demeanor for this kind of event. Nevertheless, Aegus seemed to shake it off quickly enough, as he braced himself for the tussle, glaring an Roco in half-bloodlust and half-a very other kind of lust. "Ready to be pumped full of snake, furball?"

"You won't get the chance after being drained by my cock, serpent." The taunts were silly, but satisfied their need for antagonism. They couldn't very well engage with the idea that they were trying to get relief, they had to make it a battle, just like anything else.

They didn't prolong it, already feeling the call of their urges, as evident by their growing hard-ons. They were very differently equipped down there, right down to number - Aegus's double was something that Roco had at first been a bit jealous of, though he'd never admitted it. Truthfully, he'd had plenty to be jealous of, as the snake was a couple inches longer, and when paired up distinctly thicker than him...that had ended when he'd forced Aegus to admit that the barbs on Roco's length were more pleasurable than any Seviper cock he'd ever taken. They each had their own strengths.

The two circled each other for a moment, before Roco pounced. He was usually the first to make a move, finding that that gave him the advantage more often than not. Aegus was usually ready, but staying on the defensive was tough for the snake, limited to wriggling around trying to work his body around a very mobile Zangoose. They'd agreed on a rule - no fangs, no claws, no tail blade, nothing but wrestling - too much risk with such delicate parts out there.

They rolled around on the ground, each one trying to get on top of the other, get the advantageous position to get what they wanted. After as often as they'd done this before, Roco could tell without question that something was different. He didn't have the time to think about what it actually was, but there was a distinctive quality about everything this time, something he couldn't place. As much as he tried to ignore it, it remained with him, nagging at him just enough to be a distraction, though fortunately it seemed that Aegus was also under its effect, evening things out.

As Roco got on top once more, he saw a vide opening - Aegus' tail between his legs, a mistake the snake rarely made. With a smirk, he slammed his legs shut, getting a bit of a hiss from Aegus, and his arms pinned his upper body to the ground, leaving him wide open. Roco took the opportunity as presented, driving his cock deep into the the Seviper's hole. Aegus's response was a very different hiss, one of slight frustration at being bested but also relief at finally getting his urges sated, something that Roco loved to hear.

It was quick, dirty business, but that was how it often went - Roco had to go fast, before the squirming snake could wriggle free. He slammed his barbed dick inside Aegus over and over, fast and furious, now getting mixtures of hisses and outright cries from him, cries which tried and failed to hide the pleasure, a satisfying sound that urged him on. His hips flew quickly, smacking against those scales, his fur rubbing up on the hemipenes that were jutting out from Aegus' slit. If he wasn't careful, those were going to be the next tools used, and that thought spurred him on.

Aegus was wriggling less than usual, though, and that was making it easier to get things done. With a grunt, he tensed up and came, barbs flaring up a bit as his groin ground against the snake's, milking his body of all it could. Ruefully, he realized he hadn't triggered the Seviper's climax; that would make things more difficult for him, especially as he realized that he was more affected than typical by his peak. He stumbled a bit as he pulled out, his legs a bit unsteady underneath him. Normally he was sharp enough to try to make an escape right away, but this time he needed a moment to collect himself.

He felt slightly weird, somehow a bit slower than he typically did, even after an orgasm. He hadn't felt the drive to get away as strongly as usual, like his body was fighting him, and by the time it warned him Aegus was on him, wrapping up and tightening around him, pinning his limbs. He strained and pushed, but it was useless, the snake's coils around him were too much a match for him now, with his energy sapped from his climax.

He felt the points of the snake's twin rods poking at him, readying themselves for entry. Roco grit his teeth and strained against the coils, feeling them loosen gradually, but he ran out of steam before he could make anything happen, and they tightened again, leaving him more sapped and more prone. The poking at his rear intensified, dancing a little bit around his hole, leaving some drips of pre in the fur...now Aegus was just teasing him, he swore to the gods if the Seviper didn't spear him with both those cocks right away he'd break loose and grab them and ram them in himself.

That thought quite startled him. Where had THAT come from?

Aegus suddenly sunk in, when he was confused, and the speed with which he was penetrated surprised him, getting him to cry out the way Aegus had when he'd been in control. Again, he started resisting, tensing up to try to force the snake out of break free while Aegus was focused on thrusting in. It was more reaction than anything - to his memory it had never actually worked as intended, and he knew that he should be saving his strength for better purposes. But knowledge alone didn't stop him.

It did at least disrupt Aegus's rhythm, doing in turn what the Seviper typically did to him, even though he'd fought less this time. But Aegus persisted, as always, through his fighting, driving those snake dicks inside him with the fervor of need, catching the Zangoose's prostate just often enough to make sure he stayed good and hard through the treatment. Clenching his jaw, Roco tried to ignore his returning lust, straining and pushing back into the snake's entry, tensing at the smack of the scaled body against his rear...

Pushing back?

He was. Despite his tautness under the snake's coils, he could feel it, timing himself not to disrupt but to encourage. Instead of tensing to try to force Aegus out, he was convulsing around those two rods, tightening with them, shifting to feel them deep inside...

Oh gods, he enjoyed it.

It wasn't just a physical response; he was actually encouraging the Seviper to defile him. Aegus was pumping into him, preparing to flood his guts with his toxic seed, something that would get some wild Zangeese exiled from their clans if it happened by force, and here he was willingly, eagerly accepting it into him. He felt a humiliating flush weave through him, which only compounded as he realized how much it inflamed his arousal. The wrongest thing a Zangoose could ever do, and he was getting off on it. He was going to let himself be seeded, give in to the perverse action. It wouldn't have felt right if he didn't...as wrong as it was supposed to be, he knew he wouldn't be satisfied without that come flowing into his ass.

And that was about to happen. Aegus' thrusts picked up quickly, a sure sign he was on the verge - after his own stimulation from Roco's claim he wasn't bound to last long. And as those twin poles sunk in and started to fire off their loads in his rear, they gave one last precision strike to Roco's sweet spot, eliciting a yowl from him as he was set off for a second time, loosing globs of his fluids onto the ground below them - another definite first. He shook and shuddered in those coils as the force of his orgasm washed over him, almost in time with the snake's own shivers.

Finally Aegus released him, and they came apart, panting on the ground, each trying to recover from the intense bouts they had just had. Roco managed to sit up, shaking his head. His body felt strange...not quite fully satisfied, wanting something more, another atypical response after something like this, but the flood of confusion and emotion in his mind was overshadowing that. Had he really just given himself over to Aegus like that? Had his slowness after his own claiming of the snake been him trying to get fucked? Had this happened to him before, too? Had he had the ability to free himself the whole time, but subconsciously kept himself from doing so?

He didn't know. He couldn't figure any of it out...it was something he would have to ponder, something he couldn't just think about in the heat of the aftermath. Shakily, he got to his feet, turning towards the water source where he planned to get cleaned up.

"Roco...wait..."

Roco stopped, turning around at Aegus' sudden request. The Seviper wasn't looking at him, and seemed more nervous than he'd ever been before in Roco's memory. His mind flashed back to when the snake had first showed up; it seemed almost like a replica of that. "Roco, I..."

The Zangoose watched as Aegus hesitantly slithered into a prone position - the most vulnerable he'd been in his life, and to one of his kind, no less. "I...I want you...to...f-fuck me, Roco."

He couldn't have heard that correctly. "Wh...what?"

"Please...I d-don't understand it...but...I just...I need this, more than anything..." The look on Aegus's face, a mixture of embarrassment, humiliation, but also very genuine need was more convincing than anything. "I won't...f-fight you at all..."

Shocked as he was, Roco felt that prickle of urging, his body wanting to take advantage despite its recent toils. Almost on automatic, he was stepping over to Aegus, who wasn't making a single move to get away. His cock, still stiff despite twice blowing, found the snake's hole as if magnetized...and, he realized, he didn't have to pin Aegus, didn't have to hold his lower body in place, all his limbs could be used to brace himself for the screwing he was about to give.

He drove in hard, harder than ever before with these circumstances. Gods, it was so different, so much better, that even he cried out, joining Aegus in their mutual notes of pleasure. All the times before it had always been intertwined with the struggle for dominance and control, the rough effort that divided his attentions. But here, there was no resistance, no struggle, nothing but that tight hole willingly spasming around his cock, nothing to distract him from putting his full force into a hard, satisfying fuck.

And yet, as hard and satisfying as it was, even in his actions there was a slightly different tone, one not fully about taking advantage of his dominance...he wasn't just doing this for the fuck, he couldn't be, he could feel himself working the snake, shifting up to maximize his pleasure, not just his own. As unusual as it was, he had no counter for it, it was automatic and beyond his control, and he didn't really try to fight it that much, lost in the pleasure he was getting.

And Aegus was losing himself in it, the snake's vocalizations unlike anything he'd ever heard from a Seviper before. The heights of pleasure he was reaching were unparalleled, his whines and cries practically pleading for more. Roco was only too happy to give, amping up his thrusts and shifting his body to drive in even more deeply, trying to spread Aegus as much as he could with his dick.

They lasted much longer, several minutes of hard yet caring fucking before Roco felt himself about to blow, his cock almost in pain from overuse yet his mind and body needing this more than anything. With a final thrust he sank in, crying out in time with Aegus once more as they climaxed together, his seed filling his rival's willing chamber as Aegus's spurted out onto both of their bodies, this climax somehow so much more pleasurable than any before, than any ever in their history together. Roco clung to Aegus as they rode it out, each of them feeling the other's panting as they finally came down from the top.

It was almost with regret that Roco pulled out, stumbling back onto the ground with wobbly legs after such an intense session. It was taxing, especially as prolific as they had been. Never before had he gone on so often...yet, the aching need remained in him, overpowering his fatigue. It couldn't stop here, no, not yet...Aegus had just offered himself up in total submission, he wanted to do the same. No, it wasn't want, it was need...he couldn't leave without giving himself just as freely to Aegus, it would have just been wrong.

He managed to find his hands and knees, though they shook under him as he turned his tail towards Aegus - partly in exhaustion, and party in the emotion he felt as he gave himself over to his blood rival. He could still feel a slight dribbling from the previous load, dripping down through his fur; somehow, it was only enticing to him. He could hear Aegus shifting, coming towards him; he didn't need to ask what this was about, the position was unmistakable.

"Roco, are you sure?"

"Yeah, I'm sure. Just...wrap around me, ram those dicks into me, make me squeal out like your little bitch." He shuddered as he felt his erection rage back to life; those words just felt so good to say, like he'd just cast a weight off of his body.

That weight was rapidly replaced as Aegus started to coil around him, a familiar feeling yet somehow completely new. He felt no desire to try to get the snake off of him...quite the opposite, he welcomed the sensation, feeling it to be something completely unlike any other encounter and infinitely more welcome. For that matter, the contact from Aegus was different, not rough and combative but gentle and easy, easing the Zangoose as he started to coil around him. ?He noticed that Aegus's coils were wrapping around him, trying to pull in his arms...he suddenly flushed as he realized how hot that idea sounded, that was much better than what he'd originally envisioned. Carefully he lifted his arms, pulling them to his sides, letting them be well and truly pinned to him...in this position no amount of straining would break him free, not that he intended to. As those coils tightened, he felt himself be pulled slightly forward, his legs lifted off the ground, leaving him completely within the confines of the snake. Totally vulnerable to Aegus...as Aegus had been to him. More than just the thrill of being under control, it was relief to his weary limbs, erasing fears of them giving out on him.

But there was one last surprise in store for him, as Aegus shifted around even while wrapped around him. He felt part of the snake's body slide between his body and cock, pulling it away from him so that it was more straight out from his body. Roco gasped loudly as he felt the coils tighten fully now, utterly immobilizing him, and his dick suddenly sandwiched between two parts of Aegus's body. It felt amazingly pleasant, those tough scales tightly rubbing the flesh and stimulating those barbs effortlessly.

Then he felt the probing at his backside, the signal that Aegus was getting ready for the best part. Normally he would have tried to clench, to deny Aegus access, but this was entirely different, he was relaxing, easing the way for Aegus's twin cocks to get in position. The anticipation was delicious as he felt them get in place, eagerly awaiting their full use...

And then Aegus thrust, and Roco threw his head back with a cry of pleasure. It was like never before, a pleasure completely unmarred by the stresses of battle, a deep-reaching distention that felt absolutely perfect. He thought it couldn't get better as Aegus plunged all the way into his depths, and then it did as the Seviper pulled out and started up his rhythm, making him feel it over and over.

It was a bizarre reflection of the experience before; without the intensity of combat, without the struggle for control, he had nothing to distract him from the dicks pounding him constantly. They went deeper, harder, faster, attacking those sensitive spots which were so hard to hit in a squirming target, some spots he didn't even know he had. And those coils shifting against his cock were unlike any touch he'd ever gotten before, nor could those possibly have compared to what he was getting now, a bit of a twisting motion that seemed to provoke every single barb at once in a different way.

He could do nothing but take it, wanted to do nothing but take it, and true to his word was squealing out like a bitch at the pleasure he was receiving. But he didn't feel like one, rather he felt wonderfully free, completely at peace, not overpowered or overcome but overjoyed. He'd never even imagined such double-ended pleasure to be possible with just one Pokémon, but Aegus was doing it so expertly he wished he'd given himself to it earlier. He lost himself in it, losing track of time as his hole was spread and his cock was massaged, the minutes stretching on and him wishing they would stretch even farther, knowing they would end soon as the tension once again rose in his taxed loins.

The feeling of his final climax was unlike even the one just before. The pleasure he felt as his body tightened, his cock spurting onto the ground and Aegus's scales, on its own was beyond fantastic. But the best part was unquestionably Aegus's cum firing into him at an unprecedented depth, marking him so deeply he couldn't even imagine where it was. Each shot felt like it was driving his own orgasm higher and higher, compounding the pleasure beyond what he'd ever known before. Had he had the breath he would have screamed, but even that wasn't in his control at that moment - he could only take the ride his body gave him, wracked by a singular pleasure that he never imagined was possible. Had Aegus felt like this when he'd been on top? He could only hope so, it would have been a travesty to deny the snake this kind of high.

Again it lasted a long time, the ecstasy compounded by the closeness of the snake to his body...closer than ever before, certainly more welcome than ever before. The pleasure had to come to an end, though, and eventually, after a dreamlike eternity, it did, and he felt Aegus slip off of him, slumping to the ground in an utter satisfaction only matched by Roco. Finally - finally - he felt spent. His arousal was gone, leaving behind a deep, lasting contentment, garnished with fatigue and soreness.

Neither of them moved for a long time. The fact that they'd been gone for far longer than usual was not enough motivation to get them to hurry back. The laid next to each other in the afterglow, their bodies eventually closing together, the feeling of each other's contact unusually appealing. Minutes passed, perhaps hours, before they felt the wear ease up enough for them to go for their routine cleaning, towards the pond they'd passed by to get to where they were. As they walked, side by side, Roco once again felt something abnormal, like something was somehow off...not in a bad way, but in a way that he could distinctly notice, without being quite able to put his finger on it.

By the time they got to the pond to wash up, he knew what it was. That prickle of distaste, distrust, dislike that he'd always felt when looking at or talking to the Seviper...it had utterly vanished. He felt no animosity towards the snake, neither in his head nor his gut, nothing of the divide had remained. Even more, he could detect none of the same in Aegus, the snake seeming as warm to him as a longtime comrade, completely at peace with him. It was an odd thing, being able to talk casually with Aegus for what might have been the first time ever, despite having known each other for so long and in so many ways...and it felt good.

They didn't know what exactly had happened. Maybe giving themselves up so freely to each other had fully undermined whatever it was in them that had kept them at odds...or maybe it had already been coming, and their willingness had simply been an expression of it. But as they walked and slithered back together, to rejoin their trainer and their comrades, those details didn't seem all that important...it was the outcome that mattered. They knew they would remain close, they would work together better than ever, and their dalliances out it the woods would have a much different flavor from then on.

And who cared if anyone else knew.

The Mix-Up 2: Enjoying It

When Levin awoke, he was laying on top of his bed, which was caked with dried cum all over the covers. He groaned a bit, realizing the mess he'd have to clean up...but there seemed little point in doing that right now, when he still had a horny-as-hell...

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The Mix-Up 1: Enduring It

"Thanks again for watching Kitt for me. I know he can be a handful sometimes." "Relax, Julius. He'll be fine in my hands, and Siris can handle him too, when he gets back. We'll keep the mischief maker under wraps." Levin twirled the Luxury Ball in...

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Further Adapting

The unmistakable sounds of lewdness echoed through the caves, sending the usual denizens scurrying away. Typically a few curious mons would be drawn by the noise rather than driven to avoid them, but the harshness and energy they carried in them spoke...

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