Dewott x Cincinno fic for Anon.

The young Cinccino had known his partner Dewott for a while now. Despite their differences they had bonded quite well in their travels. From the day they first met in class up until they were officially members of the expedition society, they were almost always together. They had their post-exploration arguments and times were they got separated while exploring, but the two were always willing to help each other out. Like the other teams, they bonded to the point of relying on each other. From their travels abroad and helping others they developed a friendship over the years that went beyond words. They shared everything, thoughts, feelings, frustrations, difficulties, and even their living quarters. Despite how close the two were, Dewott respected his partner’s privacy and stayed out of his journal. From the conversations they’ve had and the things they experienced, he felt he didn’t need to delve any deeper into his partner.


The same couldn’t be said for Cinccino. Despite his appearance and attitude, he was fond of knowing what made the other pokemon tick; along with their secrets, interests and more personal information. Luckily for him, Dewott was a little more than willing to divulge his secrets in his journal. The gray pokemon took advantage of this information, and arranged for a good friend of his to obtain some special berries in a not too distant dungeon. After “rescuing” this client, he wordlessly exchanged a small pouch of coins for them. He examined the plump, purple fruit carefully before taking a nibble and carefully placing it back in the box with the rest. After about thirty seconds, his face flushed a deep red as he realized how potent it was. He coughed trying to dispel his newfound jitters, politely shook his client’s paw, and walked back towards the base with trembling legs. Utterly satisfied with the quality.


As Cinccino walked inside, a familiar voice rang out. “Hey! Welcome back, Cinccno! I take it your expedition went well” The Machop waved at him before he noticed something odd. He seemed out of breath for some odd reason. He dismissed it as nothing important before continuing, “You sound kinda pooped, figures, with all those clients you’ve helped this week!” He turned to walk towards the kitchen before stopping. “Oh yeah, and Dewott told me to tell you he’s in your guys’ room. I’ll tell the others to keep the noise down, seems like you both need your rest”. Without missing a beat, Cinccino stumbled down the hall and towards his room, occasionally bracing himself with the wall as his balance was thrown off. He found it very hard to walk properly. Every step he took made him shudder. His nerves were screaming in pleasure with each passing moment. Even placing his bare foot on the ground and feeling the fabric of the bag brush up against him was causing a sensory overload. He sword small bolts of electricity were traveling from his head and toes before tearing back through his senses and causing heat to grow in the pit of his stomach. He took a moment to clear his thoughts and remind himself that what he was experiencing was only from a small nibble. “Holy shit” he muttered, as the sensations were becoming too much for the adolescent pokemon. He barged through his room to meet his very surprised partner who silently closed the door behind him.


Dewott watched as Cinccino carefully placed the box of berries down before even attempting to remove the satchel. From the scent alone he could clearly tell it was hiding his arousal. Dewott gave him a quick look over before laughing. “Well it sure smells like it’s working” he remarked as he slowly removed the satchel from the shuddering Cinccino, giving his member a brief squeeze in the process. He winced as his partner let out a low yelp. Fortunately for him, it gave him an idea, and he needed something to gauge how this berry was going to affect him later that evening either way. A grin slowly spread across his face as he handed Cinccino a nearby pillow. “Scream into this if you need to” he whispered as he bent down. The ecstatic Cinccino tried to cut him off, but it was no use. “Time to see how strong this stuff really is” he said enthusiastically as he slowly dragged his tongue across his partner’s tender, swollen sack.


Three seconds passed before the gray pokemon fell to his knees, proceeded to bring his face to his knees, and scream into the pillow. His erection throbbed violently between his legs as precum started leaking out onto the floor in front of him. With every spasm, more and more of the sticky fluid shot out. He shut his eyes tight and forced himself to take excruciatingly deep breaths before rolling on his side, even more exhausted. It was as if the fruit heightened every factor towards his arousal possible. The pleasure came in waves through his body, causing a tingling sensation that sent sharp chills down his spine. His dick was so painfully hard it was distracting, he didn’t even realize he was drooling all over his pillow. After a few minutes of him seizing up on the pillow and biting it to stop him from yelping, he seemed to finally gain his composure, and stood up. With his heart rate back to normal, he hoped it was finally wearing off. He glared at Dewott in shock as he realized he was closely looking at one of the berries, getting the oils from the fruit over his paws. “No, no no, don’t! Put it back! There’s no way in hell you’re trying one now!” he whispered furiously. “I mean look at the mess I made, not to mention the stench” he said calmly while gesturing to the floor. The smug, blue pokemon inhaled deeply before blushing. “Yeah, you’re right” he replied, as he walked over to the window and opened it, and sneezed to get the scent of arousal out of his nostrils. His arms were starting to feel a little heavy for some reason.


His expression changed as he realized dinner would be finished soon. “Holy shit, okay, you gotta put those up somewhere safe, imagine if Charizard found those.” Trying to stifle a laugh, he continued. “I kinda want to sneak some in his coffee…”He remarked, while rubbing his face. “Let’s just go eat dinner and deal with it later” he blurted. Cinccino only nodded his head in agreement, still in slight shock about what he just experienced. “Go on ahead, I’ll catch up with you, my legs are still a little weak”, the smaller pokemon mentioned. A couple minutes passed and he realized he was grinning and couldn’t help it. He couldn’t help but replay what he just experienced in his head. His expression slowly turned to horror when he realized Dewott still had the oils on his hands from when he was inspecting the fruit. “Shit, he’s going to experience everything I did and more, but at the dinner table!” he spat out. He quickly placed the box behind his bed, jumped out his room, and started walking towards the kitchen, silently cursing on the way there. The strange thing about this fruit wasn’t the side effects that came with eating it, but how the effects were unique for each individual pokemon. Some got chills, others went numb or had hot flashes, but they all ended the same way.


By the time Cinccino took his seat at the table, it was too late. Dewott was slowly licking his fingers. “Well either way, I’m glad you’re enjoying the dinner” Machop said while carrying a stack of plates. He patted Dewott on the back while passing into the back room. His face flushed as the skin under his fur started tingling. It started from his extremities drifted towards his stomach. It felt like each muscle in his body was screaming for relief. Visibly, the otter had trouble sitting still and seemed to be enjoying his food a little too much. Each bite stung the insides of his cheeks and caused saliva to shoot into his mouth constantly. He wasn’t used to swallowing this much. The fabric of the seat was rubbing against him a little too well. This carried on for a short amount of time before Cinccinno gave him a worrying glimpse. Dewott seemed to take the hint and wolfed down his meal, doing his best to not rub his belly. He excused himself and swiftly walked back to his room while barely keeping his composure. Cinccinno stayed a while longer, chatting with other members about their recent expeditions. After he spent ten or so minutes catching up with the others, he thanked them for the meal before stating he would see them in the morning and returned to his room.
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It was a surprisingly warm night, and the rest of the expedition members had finally gone to bed. An hour or so after the fruit wore off for Dewott, they finally had the chance to sit down and talk.
“Are you sure about this?” Cinccino asked while looking at Dewott. They were both sitting on the floor, in between them was the plump purple fruit that Cinccino sampled earlier. “Well yeah, I did ask you to get some of these for me, and it has been a long week” he replied, as he cautiously reached out to the fruit. “Besides” he paused to take a full bite, savoring the texture of the berry, “You know how badly I want this since you keep snooping around in my damn journal!” Dewott licked some of the juices off the back of his paw before tossing the half-eaten fruit at Cinccino. The smaller pokemon licked it suggestively before finishing the rest, loving how it made his cheeks go slightly numb. “Damn these are tasty, if the side effects weren’t so damn potent I’d eat them all the time!” Dewott laughed in response as he mentally prepared himself. Being the team leader, he wasn’t quite used to being submissive, but found himself fantasizing about it quite often. He finally had a chance to act on it and wasn’t backing down now. Especially not with the berry he bit into. Realizing how strong the scent was from earlier, he cracked open the window and made sure the door was closed as Cinccino placed a large soft blanket and a pillow on their bed.


The effects hit the otter first. The tingling sensation from the dinner table was back in full force, causing that familiar heat to well up in his belly. He started rubbing it absent mindedly and gasped at his own touch. The feel of his own fur was driving him insane with lust, he even fondled himself gently and his body had light spasms in return. His thoughts were filled with horribly lewd scenarios and he layed on the bed with his legs spread fully. The two embraced each other as their hormones took over, not entirely sure how the next thirty minutes were going to play out.


Cinccino stuck his tongue in Dewott’s mouth. He gasped in response and hugged him tighter. Both of their erections sprung out slowly from their sheaths, hardened and even more sensitive than usual. Their combined stress from this week’s adventures was disintegrating as they started grinding their hips together, rubbing each other all over as they both became fully hard. Before long the pair were panting and grunting as they rubbed their firm erections together, playing with the sticky white fluid that steadily leaked out from each. They were too caught up in their own sensations to realize that they both had an orgasm. It wasn’t enough. Cinccino kissed him again deeply, before lightly scratching the larger otter below him and watching him squirm with delight. To the smaller pokemon’s surprise, Dewott broke off the kiss and gently got from underneath Cinccino, only to bend over in front of him, panting.


“You’re gonna love this” Cinccino groaned as he started licking and teasing Dewott’s tight, sensitive asshole. The otter could only groan as his tight hole clenched in response. Cinccino began lightly fondling his sensitive balls before tracing a vein along his thick erection. He spread his cheeks slightly and started licking with a little more force, causing the Otter below him to impulsively shudder. He had found his weakness. After about two minutes of this, Cinccino could no longer resist and was guiding his fat cock into Dewott’s tight pucker. The otter pushed back against his efforts and after only a couple thrusts, Cinccino bore down on the Otter and sprayed several ropes of cum deep inside him. He took a minute to catch his breath as his libido commanded him to kept thrusting into the sex starved Otter, occasionally hilting him fully to get him to scream into the pillow. Dewott was suddenly very thankful that the rooms were soundproof.

The puddle of fluid below the two suggested that Dewott was getting extremely close to his own climax. He was aching for it and doing his best to hold it off. His body jolted as Cinccino forcefully grabbed his fat member and started stroking in time with his thrusts. He started shaking again as he was thrown over the edge. It was rapidly approaching, he yelped into the pillow as semen poured out of him in several trickles before he violently shot his load on the blanket below him. His dick ached, he was gasping for air as his arms gave out and collapsed. Cinccino kept thrusting into him, taking his groans of pleasure as a cue to keep thrusting. He was clearly exhausted but the fruit kept him begging for more.


As the fruit continued to revert them back to their most primal urges, Cinccino regretfully pulled out of Dewott’s tight sphincter, amazed at how much semen trickled out of him and onto the already cum-drenched blanket. The two laid there for a moment, caressing each other as they had earlier, their own jizz making their fur matted and sticky. Cinccino ignored how dirty he was getting and flipped Dewott onto his back. The blushing otter arched his back and held his legs up with both hands. Shivering with anticipation, he made eye contact as Dewott said “Fuck me harder”, and proceeded to do just that.


Cinccino positioned himself above the groaning otter and felt his ankles behind his neck. As soon as his legs closed around him, he fully penetrated the begging otter, savoring how hot and tight Dewott’s passages were around his rod. The tension was building up at an awfully fast rate. Dewott couldn’t take much more of this and used one hand to stroke his aching member. “I’m sorry…hnngahh” he moaned, “I can’t take it I’m going to cum again…fuck!” Without thinking he pointed his throbbing dick away from him as five thick strands of semen coated Cinccino’s face and chest. His tongue lolled out and anus clenched up as Cinccino stayed balls deep inside him, struggling not to scream as he fired yet another load into the muscular otter. He tried to keep track, but lost count after he shot five ropes of sticky hot cum inside him. With all the energy seemingly drained from him, Cinccino collapsed on top of Dewott, as they embraced each other again in their post-orgasmic bliss. They kissed again, clearly satisfied that their combined libido was at least temporarily dormant.


Some time passed. The room stopped spinning, as they laid side by side, gasping for air. “Holy shit that was amazing” Dewott stated between breaths, as he absent-mindedly started stroking Cinccino’s still trembling cock. The gray pokeon started squirming from his touch. He weakly tried to pry the otter’s hands away from his hyper-sensitive erection. He barely had the energy to whisper “I’m still sensitive, please..hnng.. sto-“. The otter ignored him and sat on his legs, pinning him down with his weight. Eager to coax every last drop out of him, he even used his other hand to lightly tease his asshole. Cinccino squirmed underneath him and let out a rather high pitched moan as he came for the 5th time, burying his face in Dewott’s chest and scratching his back as three final ropes of cum flew out. At this point it was becoming painful, the tingling in his erection was replaced with a dull ache as it continued to throb with nothing else coming out. He couldn’t help the fact that he was bucking into Dewott’s firm grasp and winced at the pain in his thighs and shoulders.

“Fuck….you” the exhausted Cinccino said between breaths.

“You’re welcome” the smug otter replied.

Utterly spent, Dewott rolled off Cinccino and the two drifted off in each other’s arms, enjoying each other’s body heat. The last effects of the fruit finally wore off as they both fell into a deep, exhausted sleep.
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When they awoke in the morning, the first thing that hit them was the smell. The blanket they fucked on was a different color entirely. The bed had several large, dried up sticky spots and remained as a memento of last night’s activities. The pair quietly snuck out of their room to go shower off last night’s stench, taking the time to help each other get clean with some occasional fondling and ass slapping. Despite the rest they had, they were still quite sore, and took turns cupping their aching orbs. The otter let the hot water run over the scratches on his back.

 After they made sure they were clean, they both went back to the bedroom. While Cinccino was cleaning, the frisky otter swiped one of the berries and snuck out toward the kitchen. To his amusement he found what he was looking for. Charizard’s coffee. Making sure he wasn’t watched, he carefully split open a small section of the berry and let some of the thick liquid drip inside the large cup. He stirred it with a single digit as while softly muttering: “This is what you get for telling Cinccino what you found in my journal, you asshole…” With the sound of footsteps approaching, he quickly returned to his room and hid the berry. After the room was somewhat clean, Cinccino decided to get more sleep while Dewott went back toward the kitchen to grab some food, yawning as he did.

The older dragon glared down the hall as he sleepily walked into the kitchen, muttering under his breath as he cradled the massive cup of coffee lovingly. He drained the contents in one gulp remarking at the sweet after-taste.
Not even two minutes passed as he realized something was wrong. “Why did it just get so damn cold in here?” the massive orange dragon questioned sleepily as he rubbed his face and started blushing. “That morning flight must have done a number one me, looks like I’ll take another visit to the hot springs” he said before sitting down at the table, trying to stop his tail from twitching.

Dewott smirked.