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hatoddity · 6 months

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In my Pokémon era rnn !!! I just finished scarlet and you’d expect me to hyperfixate on THAT series but noooo, I go back to SwSh idk why but sword & shield is my favorite out of the mainline games,

Ik it’s the one we the most criticism but I genuinely don’t care.

ALSO RAIHAN YIPPII!! Favorite dude ever he’s so tjgkgkgbhjjmhhh

#Pokemon #pokemon swsh #pokemon sword and sheild #gym leader raihan #Raihan #gave this man CRAYZE blue eyes #Someone give him brown contacts plzzz (I’m kidding don’t ever change)#I might draw his bf later but who knows #I feel like he prolly has a few scars #bcus like he’s a dragon gym leader #ofc he’s gonna be a little fucked up

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regiqoa · 2 years

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I chose this picture of Raihan here:

Okay, first of all, WHO ALLOWED THIS MAN TO BE THIS FUCKING HOT?! He's so damn handsome here, look at that smirk! AND HIS EYES!!! And he looks pretty evil, too??? That face shading, that look in his eyes, his feline pupils... Almost like he's plotting something or end someone who fucked him up~ <3 <3 <3 I mean, I always found villains hot af but Raihan being a good guy, it just makes him look so much sexier!!! I love this handsome dragon man so much and even though it's not visible here, I want him to bite me with that fang~ <3

#raihan #Dragonsnapper #my dragon #le dragon bf be tol #raihan pokemon #I fucking love this man so much #<3 <3 <3 <3 <3 #RaiRegi #RyuHimeShipping

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kitakami-zorua-kin · 2 months

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If you had to pick a Pokémon to represent you, what Pokémon would you pick?

And!

Give us a random celebrity (gym leader, tv personality, musician, etc.) you can’t stand and why.

For Carmine!

Well I suppose the obvious answer might be Garchomp or perhaps Sinistcha like my ace, but I actually think the Midday Lycanroc would be one I'd represent myself with! Loyal and tough, with fangs always directed at the opponent's weak spots!

I just can't stand that Raihan's attitude! He's so needlessly smug and arrogant for someone who can't even stick to his own so-called type specialty!

#pkmn irl #carmine takeover!#carmine posting #ask game #//i just went with raihan off the top of my head but now im just sitting here like. man. carmine just has beef with dragon trainers lmao-#//thanks for specifying!!#//anyways dear gods i hope this. isn't terribly out of character. she is very hard to write for.

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creampie-capital · 1 year

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✦「Raihan x Reader」✦

ɴᴀᴍᴇ║Raihan

ᴀɴɪᴍᴇ/ᴍᴀɴɢᴀ/ᴠɪᴅᴇᴏ ɢᴀᴍᴇ ║Pokémon Sword & Pokémon Shield

ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ║14,040

「ᴀꜰʟ」 𝟏𝟖+ 「ᴘᴡᴘ」 ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ ━━━➤ 「ᴡᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇ ʙᴀʙʏ」

꧁𓊈𒆜 ━━━━━━━━━ 𒆜𓊉꧂

❝ᴛʜᴀᴛ'ꜱ ᴇɴᴏᴜɢʜ, ᴘʀᴇᴛᴛʏ ɢɪʀʟ❞

꧁𓊈𒆜 ━━━━━━━━━ 𒆜𓊉꧂

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Now onto the smut :)

꧁𓊈𒆜 ━━━━━━━━━ 𒆜𓊉꧂

*Note, it's been said that Raihan's ethnicity is South Asian, Muslim

*I messed up on the height in the last chapter. 6'6 is (198 cm) so Raihan's 6'8 is (203 cm)

Huffing aloud, your feet came to a halt once you reached the battlegrounds. Shouting and intensive roaring of dragon-type pokemon echoed around the extensively large stadium.

Placing a hand on your hip and dropping your duffle bag onto the ground, you narrowed your (e/c) optics at the man baring his fangs as he displayed a wide grin at his Trainers.

"Raihan!"

Your voice reverberated within the stadium, which ceased any other movement. The pokemon trainers all froze for a moment before their attention flung to your frame.

"(Y/n)!" The dark-skinned man bellowed out as he sped over to your frame. His towering 6'8 (203 cm) body seemed to grow in height with each nearing step.

His sweaty elongated arms opened to entrap you in a bone crush hug, and you cringed upon the sight. "Don't you dare touch me when you're coated in sweat!" You hissed, but his grin never wavered.

Instead, he ignored your words to engulf you in his arms and shove your face against his sticky bare chest.

Your (e/c)'s enlarged face blazing with heat from the contact. "Raihan, you're nasty!" You snapped, which only prompted him to laugh.

It rumbled against his chest onto your own body, stimulating your insides with your cheeks rivaling the heat of a fire.

Clicking your tongue, you hid your face against his body and accepted his hug, your arms wrapping around to hold him close as the both of you relished in the presence of the other.

His arms grew tighter, his heart beating faster against his ribs while he hummed with satisfaction.

Feeling eyes watching you closely had, your skin enflamed like lighting a torch. "Okay, Raihan. That's enough; people are watching us." You murmured while attempting to push him away, but he only tightened his hug.

"No, I don't think I will." He replied back with a light laugh that tingled your tummy from the angelic noise. "I haven't seen you at all in six months; let me hold you just a little longer. Won't you give me that? Please, Doll?"

Your ears erupted in mind-numbing heat. Slapping your hands against his firm stomach, you attempted to push yourself away, but it was to no avail.

"What did I say about nicknames!? It's embarrassing!"

The dragon tamer pulled back only far enough so he could meet your gaze but remain holding you in place.

Your stomach fluttered with that loving look he gave you, and it only increased when he reached a finger to your face so he could swipe a thumb over your bottom lip.

"You always say you hate them, and I always say I'll never stop." His response prompted you to scrunch your nose and finally force yourself out of his hold.

"A-At least not in public!"

He bellowed with laughter while reaching for his phone, using the opportunity to snap a quick picture of your flustered face that he could almost see emanating with heat.

Raihan turned back to his trainers and waved them off, signaling that the day's training was over. They waved goodbye to both of you, and your attention remained on their departing figures until the giant man grasped your hands in his gloved ones.

"Don't be a tsundere and give me a kiss, pretty girl." He crooned and you could feel your insides quivering.

It's been a few good months since you've heard him call you those stupid lovable names and they still had the same effect on you every time.

"I am not a tsundere!" You barked while glaring into his beautiful teal optics but once he gave you that devilish grin you snapped your gaze away. "...I just don't deserve all that flattery."

The onyx-haired male tightened his hold on your hand to regain your attention. When you slowly flickered up to look at him you noticed his usual grin had fallen.

"(Y/n), you say that every time."

You furrowed your brows and gradually shook your head, your lips pursing without you even realizing it. "No, I don't. It's just that I don't like overpraises and false cajolery." You replied which provoked the dragon tamer to tug you closer to his body so you pressed right up against him.

Although his tiger orange hairband obscured his forehead you could already tell his eyebrows were furrowed deeply.

"Come on, (Y/n). I just got you back from your expedition after six months, can we not start this?" The strained tone in his voice drove your throat to tighten and your abdomen to ache.

"Start what?" You quired while pulling out of his hold. "I'm just telling you how I feel. I'm already your girlfriend, you don't need to keep complimenting me."

He groaned aloud and grasped at his locks in the protective coif, tugging on his tied hair before heaving a heavy exhale.

"We may be together but that doesn't mean I need to stop marveling at somebody that I love so much. Every day it's like I find something new to admire and appreciate." He placed a finger under your chin to gaze into your eyes. "In my eyes, you are the most beautiful stunning woman I have ever met. You put the sun to shame with how bright your smile is. The stars could never compare to how much your eyes glimmer."

Steam must have been wafting off your figure from how overwhelmingly hot his compliments were making you feel.

Your head was hazy to indicate lightheadedness which encouraged you to swallow thickly.

"T-This is what I mean, I don't deserve it! You just like to see me all flustered-" Your speech came to a halt when the man reached for your thighs and hauled you up against his body.

He held you firmly with your hands instinctively flying to wrap around the back of his neck. His nude-colored lips were scowling, not due to anger but annoyance.

"I am your boyfriend, a man so utterly in love with you." The tone of his voice was not sharp; however, he clearly was displeased. "So everything I say is not some faux flattery just to see you flustered. It's because I want you to understand how I perceive you."

Your lips felt clamped shut with glue, stuck together with a sense of guilt infiltrating its way into your heart. That pained expression, his fangs baring was not something you meant to cause.

It was just so hard to accept his compliments, or anyone's for that matter. You just don't understand why anyone would waste their breath on you like that, even if they were in a relationship with you.

Leaning forward, you connected your lips with his while pushing your chest against his bare one. He remained hesitant at first but you know he can never deny a sweet kiss from you.

His grip on your thighs tightened as he angled his head so the kiss could deepen. You still smelled of the jungle, of fresh healthy vegetation that conflicted against the sour odor of his sweat.

He could taste the ripe fruit you must have been consuming on the expedition as he sucked on your tongue.

Breathless groans and teasingly quiet moans reverberated from your chest and it only drove him to desire more of you.

Lightly tapping on his shoulder, you forced him to focus and pull away slightly so you could breathe. "C-Calm down; I just got back." You replied only for him to grin and lick his tongue along your lips.

"Exactly, you just got back." And he resumed the kiss as if it was the air he needed to breathe.

Deciding to sway your embarrassment and indulge in your desires you kissed back feverishly, your hands migrating to his protective hairstyle to tug on it.

He hummed, his hands reaching farther up your leg until one of them pulled away to slam down and slap upon your bottom cheek.

Your body jolted against his, a gasp echoing out as he used the opportunity to drive his tongue in your mouth and taste every bit of you.

You were out of breath from his lewd actions and he could tell so he pulled away to place a smooch against your lips before intertwining his tongue with yours.

Drool dribbled from the corner of your mouth and at the sensation, you quickly pulled away and wiped it with your sleeve.

"Don't do that, it was hot!" He voiced and dug his fingers into your bottom.

Punching his shoulders you wiggled and squirmed until the giant placed your feet on the ground of the stadium. "Shut up! I let you get away with too much."

He displayed a wide vibrant grin that showed his piercing white teeth and sharp fangs. "You know you liked it."

Clicking your tongue you reached for your duffle and turned to face the exit way. "Well I haven't eaten anything since last night so I hope we could go out for some regular food."

Nodding his head the giant ran over to a bench to dress in his dragon-type uniform and hoodie before rushing back over.

Upon his return, you began ambling down the hallway however the dark-skinned man wouldn't allow you to progress any further until your hands were clamped firmly together with his.

꧁𓊈𒆜 ━━━━━━━━━ 𒆜𓊉꧂

Dropping the duffle on the ground you let your body fall upon his mattress, your (e/c) optics shutting as you relished in the soft comfort.

"Oh my god how I've missed an actual bed!" The words were muffled but Raihan still managed to understand. "I like sleeping on the ground but unsteady gravel and a thin sleeping bag were not it for six months."

The dragon tamer pivoted on the balls of his feet so he could fall backward, bouncing your body for a few rounds.

"Ah, I'm stuffed." He announced, a hand patting his firm abbs that in no way shape or form would ever look anything but muscular.

"And I missed junk food so much." You murmured with a faint exhausted voice.

Raihan turned on his side slowly so he could wrap an arm around your midsection and pull you against his chest.

Your back met his warm heated body while his fingers snaked under your shirt to trail lines up and down your tummy.

Fluttering butterflies danced under your skin from his touch with your heart skipping a beat.

"And I've missed you so much." His voice was right in your ear, his breathing fanning it and increasing the heat from the extensive blood flow to your labyrinth.

Gingerly reaching down you held your hand atop of his, squeezing it tightly. "I've...missed you so much too."

The giant hummed with satisfaction and kissed your ear before covering your jaw in them. You laughed lightly from the ticklish sensation until those giggles were swapped for a moan.

His warm lips left lingering kisses across your throat, his fangs lightly grazing across your skin to stimulate it.

And then he began to suck on it, nipping until he broke the capillaries below and bruised your skin with his markings.

The stinging sensation was pain that felt so good. It spread across your chest like lightning striking the ground.

"R-Raihan~."

He released an audibly long breath before placing his forehead against the back of your crown and hugging you close to his body.

"F*ck, you just got back and I know your exhausted but I can't help it. You're just so pretty." He breathed in your hair and you could feel your body temperature rise from his words.

"Y-You're just a horn dog." You replied, cursing yourself for stuttering like some school girl.

The giant laughed, his hand that trailed along the skin of your tummy rose to your jaw so he could stroke it with his calloused fingertips.

"I'm a horn dog if I wanna f*ck all my love deep inside you?"

Your heartbeat quickened. "Yes!"

"Then I'm your horn dog that you gotta get under control." He murmured before placing a swift smooch on your lips. "But because I know you're exhausted I'll keep it my pants...for now."

You rolled your eyes and slowly sat up, a knot stretching uncomfortably in your back which prompted you to groan disdainfully.

Raihan could almost picture the deep scowl and furrowed brows from your aching body. He sat up himself and grasped your shoulder so you could turn your head to face him.

He kissed your lips once again before smiling against them, humming as a kitty would. "Alright, I'll run you a bath and when you get out I'll give you a massage."

Offering him a lopsided smile you nodded your head. "No funny business?"

He raised a palm to face you with another laying across his chest where his heart fibbed beneath. "I promise, I just want to make your time at home comfortable."

You swallowed strenuously and dropped your gaze to your lap. "This isn't even my home-"

"Ah!" He interjected and reached for your warm cheeks so he could hold them in the palm of his hand. "My home will always be yours as well, it's our home, (Y/n)."

Staring into his glimmering teal eyes you felt frozen at the moment, just completely overtaken by his heartfelt gaze.

Laughing in your throat you shook your head and leaned back so his hand could fall from your face. "Just run the bath."

He shook his head lightly with his signature grin. "Of course, I still remember exactly how you like it."

꧁𓊈𒆜 ━━━━━━━━━ 𒆜𓊉꧂

The sweet mouthwatering aroma of food emanated in the air, your senses heightened as you began to awaken. Sunlight streamed in through the curtains and burned your eyes from behind your lids.

Groaning audibly, your body shifted as a hand migrated to shield you from the rays.

Shuffling could be heard before the curtains were closed and footsteps neared your half-asleep frame. Succulent lips were placed upon yours tenderly before Raihan's hand caressed your jaw.

You hummed, unconsciously leaning into his hold as your heavy eyes gingerly squinted open.

Even in the dim room, you could make out his vibrant grin that was ever so lively.

"Hey, pretty girl. Good morning, did you sleep well?" He quired in a soft voice that was contrary to his youthful appearance.

Rolling your eyes at his nickname you nodded your head wearily and carefully sat up. The covers fell from your shoulders, your joints cracking audibly with a satisfied groan resonating from your lips.

"God(s), I haven't slept that good in months. I always had to be ready in case a pokemon wanted to conduct a sneak attack." You replied before yawning, your jaw aching for a moment from the pulling on the tendons.

The dragon tamer nodded his head in understanding before leaning forward to place a kiss against your warm nose.

"Well, I'm glad you slept so good, and now it's time for you to eat so well too." He mused while his arms carefully wrapped around your shoulders and the back of your knees to heave you in the air.

Air wooshed past your frame from the movement and for a second you were lightheaded until he began his crusade out of the bedroom.

The delicious fragrance grew stronger once he reached the dining room and set you down at the head of the table.

A variety of delicacies littered the glass surface, all ranging from meats to fruits to vegetables.

"I wasn't sure if your taste changed since being on your expedition so I made a 'lil' bit of everything for ya."

Staring in utter disbelief you shook your head and connected your gaze with the man who took a seat next to you.

"This must have been so much work. We easily could have gone out to a diner for breakfast, Raihan."

Placing a plate with utensils in front of you he ignored your words. "We could have but I wanted to cook for my girlfriend." His teal eyes flickered over to the food before regaining your gaze. "Besides, I like seeing your pretty face when you eat my food."

Heat ignited from beneath your skin and flared out the longer he stared at you unwaveringly. He reached for one of your favorite fruits and bit into it before leaning over.

One of his hands grasped your jaw to slant closer to him and your lips connected. Gasping from the sudden contact he pushed the fruit into your mouth with his long tongue and pulled back to showcase a devilishly triumphant grin.

"Now you can either eat up or I can feed you with my mouth again if you would like." He cooed and observed the way you seemed to freeze like a computer.

Nearly choking on the fruit as you swallowed his smile grew from your reaction.

"U-Uh Uh, Raihan!" You snapped but he merely laughed, the noise echoing in the dining room.

He poured a glass of juice before setting it in the corner of the place matt. The dark-skinned man was acting like a househusband waiting on you hand and foot which elicited your stomach to swirl heavily.

What an odd fantasy and one that was far from ever coming true.

"Come on, eat up! Get all your energy back so we can make up for the lost time." He exclaimed with his lively grin and you pursed your lips at his words.

"Are we not just going to relax?"

"We are but I think you'll need to have a bit more energy to relax with my c*ck in your p*s-"

You threw a spoon forward which struck him right in the middle of the forehead. "Watch your mouth, you nasty boy!"

꧁𓊈𒆜 ━━━━━━━━━ 𒆜𓊉꧂

"Watch my mouth, huh? Don't be so hypocritical when you're the one screaming for more now." He hissed in your ear, tugging on your hair so your chin could point towards the ceiling.

Your teeth ground against each other as each forceful thrust of his hips drove your body harder into the couch cushion.

His c*ck grazed along sensitive spots both deep and shallow inside that had your eyes rolling back into your head.

He ceased his thrust to remain buried within you and pulled on your hair again whilst he reached his other hand to hook in the corner of your cheek.

"Don't you remember how loud you would scream? How filthy you were choking on my c*ck with tears running down your face?" He chuckled under his breath and grinded himself in you, his back arching the slightest as he remained inside but still afflicted the tender spots against your walls.

You could barely respond with coherent words, just mumbled mess echoing out in the living room. Everything within your head was running around at the speed of sound.

"And how could I forget!?" Raihan released your mouth to reach up to his head and remove his tiger orange hairband.

Without warning, he wrapped it around your neck before yanking the ends so the cloth could choke you.

Your (e/c) eyes widened, the shock and pain of his action had your whole body tense. Everything tightened...your throat, your stomach, your walls around his c*ck.

He inhaled a profound breath while he twitched inside from the tightness only suffocating you could provide.

Reaching to grasp the hairband you fell forward, your forehead pressing into the armrest with his hips driving harder against you so he was the absolute deepest he had ever been.

As if flicking a switch you were completely under his control, limp and basically unresponsive. No longer were you moaning curses and instead, the only thing that could be heard leaving your lips were weak wheezes.

God(s), you loved it when he choked you. Regardless if it were those big strong hands or his hairband. Pressure on your larynx was a pain that shot down your abdomen like lightning strikes on earth.

It spread like branches of trees that clawed you closer to another org*sm.

The more you fought against the cloth choking you, the harder he pulled and tugged. The lack of air was almost intoxicating, like a drug that wasn't good for you but you still desired more.

Asphyxiation had all those pleasurable chemicals flooding your deprived brain. Everything was extra sensitive but you were also more aware.

Choking against it you could feel the dripping of sweat down your back and behind your knees. An ache in your nipples, throbbing as if it demanded to be touched right then and there.

The stretch of your slits widened to take in the shape of his bulbous c*ck. Shaped so deliciously thick all around his shaft that was the slightest shade lighter compared to the rest of his dark skin.

And his fat leaking tip that kissed the deepest part of you so desperately but would also reach so far down your throat you gagged on it too.

You whimpered before wheezing out when he pulled the ends even farther apart. It burned against the skin of your throat, you were sure there would be a darkened mark but you didn't care.

Nothing mattered but the pressure on your neck and that pretty wet d*ck buried inside your walls. They shaped so tightly around him - molding - to be the only form that he could fit in.

Tears dribbled down your face and soaked the hairband around your throat. Saliva crept from the corners of your lips that drooled across your chin.

It began to become difficult to see but despite that your lips were pulled upwards into a massive grin, teeth grinding into each other with the most er*tic expression you could involuntarily portray on your face.

Raihan peeked his head down at an angle to observe the way you looked. And to him, it was like you were nothing more than a masochistic wh*re that had been touched starved for six months.

Absolutely filthy you were under him at that moment. It was so embarrassing but so f*cking hot.

Slowly pulling the cloth together he released some of the strain against your throat, you inhaled a profoundly deep breath before having it taken away from you when he yanked it apart to asphyxiate you once again.

"Ack~!"

Your head was thrown back, a divot deep in your spine whilst you dug your nails into the couch cushion. At that moment with your head so light and deprived of oxygen, you came with a choking wheeze.

"Hehe~! You came just from me choking the sh*t out of you!? You really are the nasty one, pretty girl!"

Your eyes rolled back into your head as white overtook your vision. The tingling in your abdomen spread all across your legs which drove the last remaining bouts of strength to give out.

The dragon tamer crotch that was already drenched in a predominantly white cream from your earlier org*sm has once again become coated in another climax.

A ring of white surrounded the base of his c*ck and dripped down his aching balls. That action was stimulating but he almost came right then and there from the squeezing of your walls around his shaft that was still sowed inside.

He sucked in a breath, his balls tensing and the need to c*m overtook every one of his senses.

With your body trembling and vision blanking out he released the hairband around your neck and threw it on the ground without a care.

Immediately you coughed and wheezed in an attempt to inhale the oxygen you were deprived of. Your body fell to the side, leaning against the couch as you reached for your tender bruised throat.

Raihan smiled at you, a sickeningly sweet grin that grew when he pulled out to step off the couch and lean over your figure.

One of his hands grasped your hair, tangling it between his fingers so he could pull your head upwards.

With no strength to defy him, you allowed yourself to be forced up even if the strain of your scalp irritated you.

His other hand reached down to his slimy wet c*ck that throbbed so painfully with a need to release. He slapped the tip across your tear-stricken face before pumping himself.

The squelching of your org*sm that coated his length echoed loudly within the living room. His soft grunts grew to audible huffs; sweat dripping down the side of his face.

You merely stuck out your tongue and like a greedy sl*t begged him in your own way to paint your face for being such a good girl.

The pace of his hands increased, edging him to his release that was right there. Raihan's grip on your hair grew firmer with the nearing of his org*sm.

"You want it, right? You want to be covered in c*m like a nasty b*tch, right?"

His teeth ground against each other while he breathed laboriously, the bluster of his muffled grunts and groans resonating even louder in the room.

The dragon tamer's leg's tingled, its muscles overstimulated. His balls ached to release the tension that built up within.

Raihan's stomach contracted, his ribs pressing against his skin as the overbearing tingling sensation in his abdomen swept through his nerves.

He cursed under his breath while you licked his leaking tip to help inch him closer.

"Nhg~!" He abruptly moaned out as it finally hit. His breath was caught in his throat while he aimed it towards your face.

His hips bucked forward with his toes curling against the floor. His back arched the slightest with a blissful expression forming on his face.

The man gave his throbbing c*ck one last heavy pump before feeling his c*m arising through the hole. His breathing was erratic as his stomach flexed and contracted at a ragged pace. His mind became blank as the euphoric feeling of his org*sm hit him.

Your tongue stuck outwards and you shut your eyes to protect it. Without a moment to waste he called out your name as his warm spurt shot out and landed on your face.

You flinched from the contact at first but quickly grew relaxed by the familiar feeling. Thick and sticky, landing all over the surface of your front.

On your cheeks, over your nose; trickling down your succulent lips. His c*m mixed with the tears that once stained your face and saliva that drooled from your mouth.

"Oh, f*ck. You spend all that time on your make-up to look pretty but you've never looked prettier than with my c*m on your face, baby girl." He murmured in a low hoarse voice.

Gingerly you opened your eyes, weary of the small trail that flowed from your forehead to observe his flushed expression.

Your tongue was still laid out so he took the opportunity to place his still throbbing head on the muscle and release that last bit of c*m he had welled up inside of him.

The dark-skinned man was in a state of ecstasy from all the pleasurable sensation and when your mouth wrapped around his tip to suck he immediately began trembling.

"That's enough, pretty girl." He warned and stepped back so his semi-hard c*ck could fall from your mouth.

You huffed in disapproval but the man merely chuckled and reached for his phone on the coffee table.

"Close your eyes and smile." Your boyfriend ordered and you already knew what he wanted. You detested your picture being taken but you couldn't help but feel slightly exhilarated by it at the moment.

So like a good girl you did as you were told, sticking out your tongue to showcase the white liquid splattered on your tongue, and heard the shutter of his phone go off.

The picture showcased everything. Your damp hair from your sweat that was still tangled within his fingers. Dried tears, bubbly drool, and his thick spurts of c*m coating your face.

He even managed to get a bit of your naked form that was covered in contusions and bites. And even a few small cuts from when he grazed his sharp fangs a little too hard on your skin.

"That's so f*cking hot, you're so f*cking hot." He praised breathlessly and set down his phone on the coffee table. "I wanna go again!"

"No!" You wheezed which prompted the giant man to only grin at you cheekily. He carefully untangled your hair from his hand only to reach down and pick you up in a bridal hold.

"Fine, later...but for now let's take a shower. We are so sweaty and we still have breakfast to finish."

꧁𓊈𒆜 ━━━━━━━━━ 𒆜𓊉꧂

"And this is where I almost fell off a cliff being chased by a Rayquaza before I caught that damn thing." You laughed at the image that was displayed across your Tv screen. "I was looking for a Mega Rayquaza so I was pretty bummed when all I found were those ones."

"Really?" Raihan quired in a low voice while he angled his head to look down at you. His arms wrapped tighter around your shoulders as he pulled you again to his side on the couch. "Rayquaza are legendary pokemon said to have only been alive hundreds of millions of years ago. Don't you realize how extraordinary that it is?"

Nodding your head you focused your gaze on the screen to hide your quivering lip in the dark that wanted to grin proudly at his words.

"You're amazing. Absolutely, undoubtedly-" He leaned forward, his noise briefly brushing against yours until he placed a kiss on your lips. "-amazing. You make me so proud."

The blazing heat once again returned to your face, so hot you were sure you must have looked like a steaming kettle.

Your stomach swirled with something heavy and your heart skipped the beat of its regular palpations.

"Don't be lying to me, you know how I feel when you exaggerate things." You murmured while you attempted to look away but he grasped your lower jaw to keep you still.

"I'm not lying!" He rose his voice for a split second before clicking his tongue. Releasing your body the dragon tamer turned slightly so his profile faced yours and stared down into your eyes with an unwavering gaze.

"Everything you do is...is incredible. You sacrifice a lot of your time to research and study pokemon both ancient and alive. You're basically some pokemon whisperer because I have never seen or met anyone who can tame feral - legendary - pokemon. You've found things that have cured illnesses; genetic coding that restores fossils. Come on, not to mention you were the Champion of the Kanto region's Pokémon League for years when you were just a kid until you basically...handed it over."

You pursed your lips and shook your head with minuscule movements. "Well, I didn't deserve to hold it for so long."

His shoulders sagged slightly before he removed his tiger orange hairband from his forehead to rest against the couch.

"(Y/n), you deserved to hold it for as long as possible. Nobody, I mean nobody could beat you. And when you gave up your title and owned that gym, nobody made it past. Arceus, I can just remember all that time you spent grinding, growing your team to the strength they are at. You put everything into your work and-and you still do! So I'm tired of you always saying you don't deserve any of it when we both know you do."

The dark-skinned man clicked his tongue and waved a hand in the air. "I bet if you wanted to reclaim your title you could beat the current champion in a heartbeat, KO-ing every single one of their pokemon with just one of yours." His voice boomed within the living room and you could just tell he was upset.

His furrowed brows, the sharp angle of his teal eyes, the prominent scowl, he was irritated with you.

And you didn't understand why he felt such a manner. Without you battling, you only needed to place your focus on your work and him. The fame and glory didn't do anything for you anyway.

Gingerly reaching your hands up to his jaw you pulled him down to kiss his forehead to free it of its furrow before placing another on his succulent lips.

He responded back eagerly, reaching down to your hips and pulling your body against his until he pulled back swiftly much to your displeasure.

"You always kiss me to distract me but this is something we need to discuss." He stated.

You recoiled from his words and shook your head. "We have nothing to discuss. Shouldn't we just-" Your Rotom Phone's ringtone went off which quickly caught your attention.

"I need to get that." You didn't even wait for his response as you stood to your feet and ambled over to the tv stand where your phone lay resting.

Disconnecting the cords you glanced down at the number before answering it urgently. "Hello? Dr. Ingar? Is something the matter?"

"No, you make it sound like something is wrong however it's quite the contrary! I've just had a breakthrough in the bones and I believe we can trace the origins of another legendary pokemon that would rattle the medical field for years."

Your lips morphed into a massive grin as you exited the living room and entered the bedroom for more privacy.

"That's amazing! I was sure it would at least require a few months!"

The doctor hummed on the line and you could almost envision the middle-aged man nodding his head. "I did too but really all I needed was my equipment and interns and we managed to figure it out so quickly! That means hopefully we can leave on another expedition in a little less than a month and we'll be in a much more rural area for far longer than our last one."

Your smile immediately fell from your lips like an angel plunging from heaven. "S-So soon?" You stuttered your question as you silently closed the door. "I thought you said I could be home for half a year? For Christmas, New Year, and-and Raihan's birthday."

Ingar replied with a yes before clearing his throat. "Of course, I thought it would too but this is an extraordinary discovery that we must make haste as soon as possible."

You stood unmoving for a moment, your myriads of thoughts rushing through your head. You could only hear your heartbeat in your ear until a knock at the door brought you back to earth.

Jumping in your spot, you swallowed thickly and coughed. "Alright, I understand, thank you!" And ended the call as soon as possible.

The door opened and you spun on the balls of your feet to face the man who peeked in with a worried expression.

"(Y/n), are you okay?"

Nodding your head you subconsciously hid your phone behind your back. "Yeah! Yeah, my forensic anthropologist was just calling to let me know about some breakthrough he had with the bones we discovered."

"Well, that's good." He murmured before entering the room. Striding closer he immediately grasped under your thighs and heaved you in the air, your legs wrapped around his waist on instinct.

"Raihan I'm heavy!" You screeched but he merely laughed and kissed your lips. Immediately melting into his kiss, your arms wrapped around the back of his neck as you deepened it.

Your tongues intertwined with each other, tasting the breakfast from earlier. The hunger your stomach once felt before had returned and you desired to eat him up.

With lungs burning, aching for air the two of you pulled away and rested your foreheads against each other.

Your ragged breathing filled the room before it was interrupted by a slight giggle from the giant man.

"Don't kiss me so intimately. You don't even understand how pent up I've been." He grunted, his fingers digging into the flesh of your thighs.

Displaying a lopsided grin and moving your hands to grasp his jaw, you placed a tender smooch on his succulent lips.

"I know, my thighs and throat still ache from earlier." Your (e/c) optics glimmered brightly with your cheeks growing in heat. "But I've really missed you..."

Without warning your back was pressed against the firm mattress so he could lay you down comfortably and let his mouth suck deep profound ringlets on your collarbone.

He stayed away from the dark markings he caused with his hairband and decorated more of your collarbone than anything.

You hummed audibly, playing with his hair in the protective style that was silkier than any other thing you've ever felt.

"You need to stop seducing me, we've got all the time in the world now that you're back." He expressed in a breathless tone against your neck whilst his hands snaked under the t-shirt he gave you to wear.

A heavy sensation of guilt swirled within your tummy. You knew you had to inform him that plans had changed, that you would be leaving so soon for much longer.

But you didn't want to ruin the moment.

"Yeah, but even so love me like you never have before." Your fingers tugged the bottom of his shirt and he quickly discarded it as if burned to have it on any longer.

His well-formed muscles flexed from his movement, clearly due to his intense training and exercise.

He hovered back over you and caressed your warm tummy with his calloused fingers. Shivers erupted down your spine, butterflies fluttering under the skin with your heartbeat dropping to your cl*t.

"You're basically asking me to hurt you, (Y/n)." He breathed, his head cocking to the side as he examined your appearance that he was so utterly in love with.

You couldn't fight the grin that displayed across your face and threw your phone somewhere on the mattress. "Maybe I am."

Raihan hummed, shaking his head before leaning down and kissing your lips with slow intimate movements.

"You did so well earlier that right now I'm taking my time with you." His voice was quiet in the bedroom but held the intensity of bellowing it out for the world to hear.

A hand reached down to your bare thighs and squeezed, the pads of his rough fingertips digging into the plush flesh.

Your fingers played with his onyx-hued locks, lightly tugging his hair out of the rubber bands so it was loose before entangling your fingers in them.

They were long, reaching down and just barely grazing past his jaw. Even with the undercut, his hair was still so thick.

He pushed himself against you, desiring to feel your warmth and to feel your body against his.

A hand left your thigh only to creep up to your stomach and snake underneath the clothing item. He caressed your bare skin, dragging his calloused fingertips along your sensitive tummy.

The man was touched starved, deprived of any sort of contact for far too long. The sensation of touching your own skin drove him to a pang of hunger he never knew he had.

He thought he quenched such a thing earlier in the morning on the couch but he was so in love with you that he desired to be connected with you intimately again and again till he couldn't even breathe.

You were the reason he woke up in the morning and made every day productive so he could rest at night and dream of being in your arms.

Now that all those days he waited in anguish were over and you were here, he didn't understand how he even managed to keep himself sane.

Hesitantly he pulled away from your lips to reach for his t-shirt you were wearing and yanked it over your head with your help.

And with skilled hands, your bra was next to be removed so your torso was completely bare for his eyes to see again.

His gaze ignited flames beneath your skin that ached to be touched in any manner he could provide. Whether it is his big hands to caress your limbs, appreciating it like you were a goddess he desired to worship.

Or his lips, kissing every inch until nothing was left untouched. You had been gone for so long, his marking had since then vanished and he didn't like that one bit.

Perky nipples hardened under his gaze and he swallowed thickly. Ah, words couldn't explain how much he enjoyed toying with them, watching you bite your lip and feeling your hands tighten their hold on his body.

He reached towards your bruised neck, lightly kissing the mark he made with his hairband before trailing them down your body.

You shivered from the anticipation and swallowed the saliva that pooled in your mouth. Oh, how you've missed those lips on your body.

Eventually, those lingering smooches turned to him sucking, lightly nibbling, and teasing you with his fangs pressing into your skin that threatened to draw blood.

The stinging pain hurt just as much as it felt immeasurable. His name left your lips breathlessly, like a sweet hymn to bless him.

His tender intimate sucking and kissing gradually lowered to the valley of your breast. Those large hands of his left your body only to grasp your mounds.

"I-I forgot how big your hands were." You mumbled with your heartbeat becoming more prominent in your cl*t.

He grasped them firmly, pressing his fingers into the soft flesh before glancing up to grin coyly at you. You watched as his long tongue stuck out from his mouth and circled around one of your nipples.

The heat of his extremity drove your hips to angle upwards, your crotch pressing against his to feel his prominent bulge.

Closing his mouth over the aching bud, his teeth grazed against it while he massaged and molded your other breast in his hand.

Your lips parted with a breathless hum reverberating out in the room. The butterflies in your tummy returned to flutter and spread through your nerves, only fueling your s*xual desires.

Raihan hummed around it before kissing your nipple softly, almost as if he didn't want to leave it alone but had to.

No words were spoken as he removed his hands from your chest only to graze them lightly down your stomach to the hem of your shorts.

He pulled them down with a bit of your assistance so you could be fully bare, vulnerable in a way but you had never been so comfortable with someone as you had been with Raihan.

The giant grasped your inner thighs, pressing lightly into the bites he made earlier so he could open your legs to him.

Your breathing was already labored with your chest rising and falling rapidly. You watched his expression morph to one of utter delight as if he was amazed by the sight in between your legs.

No matter how many times he has seen your most intimately hidden area, he was astonished that he was even gifted the right to be there.

It was embarrassing to have him stare for so long and as if getting the hint, he grinned cheekily before removing one of his hands to pull down his sweats and boxers.

Such a long thick c*ck, heavy and hard with surging blood flow. Pretty shiny tip leaking the slightest bit of pre-c*m.

And it was all yours, any time you wanted it.

Grasping close to the head he pressed it at your entrance, prodding teasingly before resting it just the slightest bit inside.

His hands migrated to intimately hold onto your waist, his face inching down to your tummy where he placed wet kisses along it.

All the while he enters himself inside, he hears the ragged gasp of amazement and contentment leave your lips.

Even though he had already been buried deep in your body hours ago, you had to relax and grow comfortable with his girth.

He was caring, whispering sweet nothings into your ear as one hand stroked your hair in a manner to distract you.

More intimate and tender than before when he was just raw f*cking, he wanted this moment to be more endearing.

And when you finally adjusted he asked what you wanted him to do. Did you want him to move? Or just stay buried inside and allow your wet smoldering walls to c*ckwarm him?

He already knew the answer but he liked the confirmation.

Softly he heard the words he wanted and kissed your forehead in understanding. He drove his hips backward, feeling the tightness grow with every inch that he pulled out until only the tip resided.

The emptiness was undesirable but thankfully the lovely dark-skinned man rolled his muscular hips back towards you and plunged himself so deep inside.

It was the start of his mindboggling thrust, the sensual rolling within and jutting of his hips.

He didn't just pound in to reach his high, he started slow and grazed against spots that had you squirm beneath him. His pace only grew when you begged for more, pleaded for him to go harder.

He did exactly as he was told, increasing his speed but stroking inside so deeply. There was nothing the two of you wanted more than just being closer.

But there wasn't any closer the two of you could get with your legs clutching onto his hips tightly, your chest pressing against his.

You could hear his breathing become ragged close to your ear with your face resting against his toned chest.

The cool room that once rivaled a frozen tundra had now risen in temperature close to that of a sauna. Even with the lack of clothing the close proximity of your bodies was as if sitting by a fireplace.

Nothing else filled your head but the man that drove himself deep inside and skimmed against every sensitive spot in you.

He made you barely able to speak, quivering from his powerful strokes that sent jolts of delight all through your body.

Raihan was nothing but attentive as he praised you highly in your ear. Everything you made him feel, he made sure you knew it.

This time he strayed from the degrading nicknames and settled for sweet praises that informed you of good you were doing.

He worshiped you highly, even thanking you for picking him, choosing him to be the one you opened yourself up to.

The saliva in your mouth felt thick as you could barely remember to swallow it. A stupid lascivious expression covered your face, already overwhelmed by the girthy c*ck inside that brought you closer and closer to an org*sm.

Another org*sm that would definitely be followed by multiple until the both of you couldn't even move.

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His ear rested on your stomach with his arms wrapped around your back. You watched the movie on the screen in your bedroom, running your nails along his scalp as he rested on your tummy.

It was close to six pm and you still had yet to eat dinner however both of you were already exhausted, for obvious reasons.

Your eyelids felt heavy, drooping from the fatigue. Words couldn't describe how comfortable you were in that chilled room.

With the man you adored resting on your body and your legs against his bare waist, a thick comforter was over your bodies due to the a/c.

Yawning out you attempted to be silent but you could feel the man shifting. He hummed, his eyes still remaining close to shield his teal optics however he leisurely placed a kiss on your clothed stomach.

"Should we call in some take-out?" He quired with a groggy voice.

"Sure." You replied and began massaging his scalp. He groaned out in relief and wrapped his arms tighter around your body.

"I love you so much." He whispered. "I don't know what I did to get someone like you."

You bit your lip and remained silent, massaging his scalp and toying with his soft locks that he didn't tie up. Even though he spoke of ordering food not one of you moved to grasp your cellular device.

Remaining in a place that was far too comfortable to leave, you two continued to lay in silence before the dark-skinned man broke the stillness first.

"(Y/n), I have a question and you don't have to answer it if you don't want to. I just want you to hear me out. Okay?"

His words had broken through your exhaustion and immediately you could feel yourself tensing. Anxiety flooded your brain with you instinctively feeling every pumping push of your blood through your veins.

"O-Okay."

The giant let one of his hands reach under his dragon sweatshirt you were wearing and rested his open palm on your warm tummy.

"Have you...have you ever thought about having children, like together?"

Your eyes enlarged for a moment, completely unprepared for what he had just asked.

"Well, I have." He replied and inhaled a deep breath, his fingers grazing over your abdomen where your womb rested beneath. "I've thought about it, a lot... Me and you, we're family already but I'd like to grow it. I'd like for you to be home more, to watch your tummy swell with our child."

You ground your teeth together in an attempt to hold back a sob. There was an abundance of emotions swirling inside of you, all pelting you with anxiety.

"A child... a child is a commitment to each other. We'll always be connected to one another, even if something goes wrong and we break up. And what about my career? It'll stop me from traveling and it won't be safe to go out and search anymore."

Raihan's fingers came to a halt on your stomach before he abruptly pulled it away. "We're not going to. I'm never going to leave. How many times do I have to tell you that you're the love of my life and always will be?" He snapped before raising his head to look into your eyes. "And with your career, you can keep doing it. We don't need to have one now, maybe someday in the future."

You looked away but he gripped your jaw and forced your gaze to remain on his. He wasn't portraying his usual vibrant smile, rather he appeared vexed.

"You can't tell the future, Raihan." You replied which promoted his fingers to tighten on your jaw but he would never hurt you in a forceful manner. "People change and there's nothing saying we'll be together forever. We're only in the moment."

His breath became stuck in his throat.

"I may not be able to but I do know how I feel. It's never going to change, it's never going away. I know I can tell you that I love you and it's just words but I thought that my actions were proof enough." He released your body and sat up before standing to his feet.

His back faced you, his muscles flexing as he stared ahead. "You know what, forget about everything I just said. It was stupid anyway."

"Raihan-" You called but he shook his head and reached for his Rotom Phone on the dresser.

"Don't worry about it, (Y/n). It doesn't matter. I'm just gonna call some take-out, you can stay here." He stated in a much more indifferent tone of voice that drove your stomach to sink.

Before you even had a chance to reply he had left the bedroom and now that you were alone the chilliness of the room made its way to your bones.

It was cold, so cold it hurt.

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Your gaze remained on your plate while you swallowed slowly. It was silent between the two of you, the only sound echoing in the dining room was his chewing.

Gingerly glancing up at the dark-skinned man who focused on his dish, his chopsticks held tightly between his fingers.

"Raihan." You called timidly.

"Hmm." He hummed but his gaze remained on his food.

The hunger you once felt no longer resided in your stomach. With every bite, you began to detest the taste even more until eventually you couldn't even stand the morsel any longer.

Setting down your chopsticks your hands unconsciously fiddled with the promise ring on your right middle finger.

"Are you still mad at me?"

"Not at all." He replied after a second of stillness. "I was just being selfish so don't worry about it anymore. I'm sorry."

His face definitely contradicted his words. The giant usually always maintained that devilish smile on his lips that matched the mischievousness in his teal eyes.

Now he appeared insensible, with not a twitch or clue of how he was feeling.

He reached for his phone and began scrolling, something the social media-obsessed male never did when the two of you were eating.

Even the aroma of your food was beginning to make your stomach churn and throat clench.

"Raihan, it's not your fault at all. It's mine, I just..." You sighed heavily and swept your tongue over your bottom lip. "I'm not ready. I don't know if...I'll ever be ready. I know you want children, a bigger family but I don't know if I can give that to you."

You could feel your bottom lip quiver, the inner corner of your eyes stinging. "I'm...I'm happy with just you but if I can't give you what you want then-" Your words came to a stop when the man pushed himself up from his chair and ambled his way over to you.

He leaned down from his imposing height to kiss your forehead before caressing your cheek in his large warm hands.

"What I want is you. Forever and always, so let's stop talking about this." He whispered before giving your face a light pat. "I'll do the dishes, and you go take a soothing shower in the meantime."

Raihan didn't wait for a response from you and picked up the dishes to bring into the kitchen. You sat still, unwavering guilt setting in your stomach that made it hard to move.

The sound of rushing water from the sink echoed within the home, dishes clanking against each other, and silverware hitting the metal tub.

With heavy movements, you stood to your feet and trekked towards the bedroom to grab your things before entering the bathroom.

You took your time washing your body, your hair protected from the water since you already cleaned it earlier that day.

For a while, you merely sat on the floor of the tub and replayed the day over and over again in your head.

It was the first full day back home in six months and it was more emotional than you ever thought it would be.

And you still had yet to inform your boyfriend of the change in your next expedition date. That would just kill Raihan even more.

Turning off the water and drying your body with a towel you didn't even want to think about it any longer.

You only dressed in your bottom undergarments and Raihan's t-shirt. When you entered the bedroom the giant was sitting on his side of the bed, leaning over with his back to you and his shoulders slumping.

"Hey, I'm done." You stated and observed the way his refined back muscles tensed before relaxing.

"Okay, I'll shower now." He replied, maintaining his back to you as he opened his dresser and placed something inside.

You raised an eyebrow but remained silent. Raihan didn't say much after that whilst he reached for a towel and a change of clothes.

When he neared your frame he leaned down to kiss your forehead and left just as quick as you entered.

Sighing audibly you flicked off the light and fell onto the mattress. Chilled air coursed through the bedroom, goosebumps arising all over your skin which prompted you to hide under the thick comforter.

You stared at the gloaming ceiling, listening to the muffled bluster of the shower and brooding over the same thoughts.

A headache was forming, acting as if a bat was being bashed against your cranium again and again. Pulling the blanket over your head you curled into a fetal position and held your arms close to your chest.

You don't know how long you laid restless but the feeling of the bed dipping acquired your attention.

"Raihan?" You whispered but the man hushed you.

"Shhh, go to sleep. I know you're tired." He expressed quietly and reached for your body so he could hold you firmly.

Your back rested against his bare chest, one of his arms hiding under the pillow with another wrapped around your midsection.

He was warm, so warm that you could already feel sleep taking over your limbs. You yawned, snuggling closer against him as the two of you relaxed.

"I know we don't talk about your past but I just want to remind you that it's different now, (Y/n). You deserve every single thing that you have, that you've gained. And I'm not here using you just for your time or your name, giving you flattering comments to keep you by my side."

Raihan kissed your ear softly while caressing your waist over your shirt.

"I really do love you, I love you with everything I have. I'd give up my life just so you could be happy forever. So everything I do is for you, baby. Everything, so please open your heart to see it."

You know what he said was truthful and from his heart but things take time to heal, your commitment issues were far too prominent in your life to get over so quickly.

However, there was no one that would wait till the end of time as Raihan would.

"Raihan." You whispered in that silent bedroom that only rung with the hum of the a/c.

"Yes?" He quired and hugged you closer to his body.

You could hear him breathing faintly, exhausted too and ready for sweet sleep to take him into its arms. "Thank you."

"You don't even need to thank me. All I want is for you to be happy, forever and always."

...

"I love you, Raihan."

"I love you too, (Y/n)."

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Three weeks had passed in a blur, faster than you would have liked. Raihan had done everything he could to make up for the six months you've been gone.

Whether it be feeding you home-cooked meals every morning or massaging any part of your body that needed the pressure of his big firm hands.

The dragon tamer was there any moment you needed him but also provided you with space and private time so he didn't smother you too much.

However, there were times that he couldn't control himself like a beast and devoured - ravished - you like the starving animal he was.

To say you were beginning to become exhausted as if you were out in the jungle was an understatement. You had always thought your stamina was decent for having to travel for so long and carry such heavy equipment.

But Raihan had shown you how much you were really lacking.

"P-Please! No more! I-I can't - ahhh~!~"

His teal eyes glowed devilishly as they flickered up to meet your weary gaze. Tightening his hold on your plush thighs, he let his tongue glide up your slit to clean your pulsating c*nt free of his c*m.

It still oozed out of you, dripping onto the dining room table and pooling into a puddle. His mouth widened the slightest so he could press his tongue within your hole and devour what remained inside.

Your breath became caught in your throat, only a weak wheeze echoing out. It wasn't until the man pulled away could you respire again.

"Don't say such cute things." He breathed and placed a slobbering wet kiss on your abused cl*t. "We're going to miss our reservation if you tempt me more."

You swallowed thickly before throwing your head forehead, a glare evident in your glimmering (e/c) optics while you slammed your thighs against his head aggressively.

"Maybe if you controlled yourself for once we'd be able to take our time!" You snapped.

He laughed aloud, the vibrations tickling the bundle of your nerves that had your whole body shiver.

"It was also your fault for wearing that dress. You know it always gets caught between your a**-" His words came to a halt when you squeezed your legs even tighter to suffocate him.

"F*cking horn dog! You always act as if you're going to die if you don't get your d*ck wet!"

Raihan grunted before using his brute strength to pull away, gasping for air with your mixed liquids of pleasure dripping from his succulent lips.

He swept his long tongue over his mouth, staring straight into your eyes so he could observe the way your gaze wavered.

"I can't help it. You're so f*cking pretty I really can't help it if I want to just hear the woman I love moan for me." He expressed with a coarse tone that was more suggestive than anything.

Your tummy that had already been overstimulated from before had once again tingled from his words.

Clicking your tongue and turning your head away you attempted to sit up but the ache in your lower body had yet to numb over.

You sigh in defeat and rested your back on the table, allowing for Raihan to raise your left leg so he could kiss your ankle before trailing them all the way until he reached your c*nt.

He provided his favorite meal with one final kiss as a message of remembrance. That once the plans for the night had finished your dress would once again be hiked to your waist and he would be drowning deep inside of you.

"R-Raihan." You warned and he nodded his head.

"I know, I'm done for now. I'll be your personal chauffeur for the rest of the night to make up for it." His eyes were shut but that wicked grin of his divulged his perverted thoughts.

Carefully he placed down your leg and released your body before stepping back and wiping his face and semi-hard c*ck with a rag.

His black slacks hung down by his knees along with his boxers only for a moment longer until he rose them to cover himself and buckle his belt.

Your legs remained open so he could gingerly caress your c*nt to clean it of any saliva and c*m. Now clean you reached for your undergarment but the giant grasped it first.

He hung it limply in front of your face, teasing you with the sight of the drenched fabric before stuffing it into the inside pocket of his suit coat.

"You're just asking to be hit, Raihan." You threatened.

The dragon tamer merely grinned before fixing your dress and picking you up in a bridal hold.

"Alright, Doll. Let's go make it to dinner before Leon and Sonia kill us for being late."

"It was your fault, horn dog! Your vigor is that of a teenage boy!"

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Your hips ached as you sat in the chair, the strain from earlier still yet to be a benumbed sensation. That stupid boyfriend of yours acted as a dense loyal dog who provided soothing rubs on your back and light massages on your thigh.

Galar's former champion Leon and Professor Sonia were not ignorant or slow-witted. They knew the both of you for years, more Raihan than you but still.

Considering the fact that you had only been home for close to a month after being completely unreachable for a half year, they were surprised you still had enough energy to even attend the friendly dinner.

You might as well be a princess with an obsessive dragon that wouldn't let you out of his sight for even a moment.

"So..."

Leon's voice obtained your attention, your irritated expression falling and displaying one of curiosity to the eggplant purple-haired male who sat across from you.

"How's it been being at home? Surviving with your needy boyfriend?" He quired.

You sighed and slapped the back of your hand over the dragon tamer's chest. "What do you think?"

The table erupted in light laughter that was drowned out by the sweet live piano music on the stage.

Once it died down your attention turned to the dinner plates that were placed at your table. Everything was made perfectly, the restaurant paid special attention to everything they provided for you all since everyone at the table was someone of importance.

The conversation continued lively as the four of you enjoyed the expensive meal and indulged in the liquor and wine.

You knew your tolerance was mildly low so the ones who drank the most were the two males. Considering that Leon was 6'0 (182 cm) and Raihan was 6'8 (203 cm), they could drink and drink without being too affected by the alcohol.

The only one who hadn't touched any of the intoxicants was Sonia who mindlessly sipped from her lemonade glass.

"Not feeling it tonight?" You asked the peach-haired female.

She glanced upwards from her plate before displaying a vibrant smile. "No, I haven't been for a while." She replied which gained Leon's attention.

He cocked his head to the side before inclining toward yours and Raihan's direction. "Are you sure?" The professor pressed which prompted the former champion to nod his head.

"We have something to tell you that we haven't told anyone else yet." Sonia started which immediately gained all of your attention.

The two grasped a hand together over the table and gave each other a reassuring look before turning to face you and Raihan.

"We're pregnant."

Your (e/c) eyes widened, shocked for a moment before you displayed a lively smile. "Congratulations you two!" You announced and raised your wine glass.

Sonia and Leon smiled back just as brightly, their face flushed with a ruddiness that blossomed like roses.

"I'm so happy for you guys," Raihan stated while bringing the mug to his lips. You turned to face him and observed his expression.

He appeared happy, his lips portraying a proud smile and his cheekbones raised. However, there was this glint in those pretty teal eyes that disappeared as fast as it appeared.

Feeling your eyes on his he turned to face and leaned down so he could kiss your cheek. One of his large hands reached over to grasp your thigh through the skirt and squeeze.

"It's okay, I'm okay. Remember we already talked about it. I just want you." He whispered so the two across from you couldn't hear.

Even though he said those words you still couldn't help but feel guilty. Raihan's greatest rival and closest friends were living his dream - growing their family.

And what was stopping him from it was you.

God(s), your head hurt. Tightening your hold on the wine glass you brought it back to your lips to drown in its heavy intoxication.

꧁𓊈𒆜 ━━━━━━━━━ 𒆜𓊉꧂

Inhaling a breath of chilly air, you walked along the shore while holding on to Raihan's hand tightly. He held on firmly and remained silent, enjoying the peaceful sereness of the ocean.

No words were exchanged as the two of you trekked across the beach in silence save for the crashing waves that sang their own song of the night.

The wind rushed against your frame, caressing your skin to arise visible goosebumps.

"Cold?" Raihan observed.

"A little." You replied which prompted the giant to shimmy out of his suit jacket and place it over your shoulders.

It was warm and smelt of him. You couldn't describe the fragrance, just that it smelt...masculine. For some odd reason, it was refreshing but also comforting.

Maybe you should just steal his cologne.

Raihan suddenly ceased his slow strides so he came to a halt. His body turned to face you, one of his hands reaching to your face to caress your warm cheek.

"You look so pretty under the moonlight." He praised.

The heat rushed across your body, stunning you for a moment until you clicked your tongue and turned your gaze away from his.

"Shut up before you try and f*ck me on the beach." You stated harshly, but the giant simply hummed and stepped closer to you.

He wrapped his arms around your body, hands reaching to your bottom so he could grasp your cheeks tightly. "Beach s*x sounds rather appealing right now. Seeing your amazingly breathtaking body glimmering with sweat under the shining moon."

"Stop!" You hissed and pressed your hands against his face. "Your d*ck better not be getting hard already!"

"Too late!" He mused, his smile displaying his sharp fangs. Ah, those fangs that he would drag across your skin, threatening to draw blood until it did.

The way it always stimulated your skin aroused you greatly and just remembering how he would graze it across your cl*t had it thump for a moment or two with your heartbeat.

You sulked, mentally preparing yourself for the ache, the strain in your limbs from his muscular body. But you would be lying if you said you weren't interested in s*x on the beach.

The dragon tamer laughed aloud at your face and shook his head. "We can save that for next time, pretty girl. For now, let's just enjoy this." He stated and released your body so he could step back.

He reached for his Rotom Phone in his back pocket and turned it on. "Can you face the moon, I want to take a picture to post."

You narrowed your (e/c) eyes. "You know I hate my picture being taken."

"I know, which is why I told you to face the other way."

Puckering your lips from his words, you huffed but diligently turned around and faced the rising shore and shining moon.

You could see the outline of his flash on the water and hear the shutter of his phone. Waiting a moment, you remained still before circling around.

However, you didn't expect to find Raihan on one knee. A velvet black box opened to reveal a diamond ring that must have been worth thousands of dollars.

"(Y/n)-" He started, and you could feel your throat tightening.

"When I first met you I remember I couldn't even breathe. You took my breath away with that dazzling smile and when you looked at me - even though it was only for a moment - I felt as if I was given a new meaning."

The inner corners of your eyes stung, blurring over and distorting his kneeling figure.

"You had such thick walls built around you that I couldn't even get close. I can't even count the number of times you hit me for trying to flirt with you or the number of times you rejected me." He appeared to be reminiscing in the memory before returning his gaze to yours. "You didn't let that mask down for anyone at all until one day you were the one seeking me out to train. I wanted to show off but you literally annihilated me without even breaking a sweat!"

He let out a loud boisterous laughter that echoed out and sang with the wind.

"I fell in love with you right then and there. I knew it wouldn't be easy but I was willing to try no matter how hard it was to get you to see that. All I wanted to do was make you happy and stay by your side."

Raihan reached for your left hand and held it tightly, squeezing it and you could feel him trembling with nervousness.

"I am in love with you, only you and forever it will only be you. Nobody else is ever going to fill my heart. I ask you to marry me because I only want to ever be with you. I like calling you my girlfriend but I would like it even more if I could call you my wife."

"(Y/n)." He called and you watched him swallow thickly. "I ask that you accept this ring. I ask that you take my last name. I ask that you accept me into your heart because this is not just a fleeting romance. This is love that'll last for years to come."

"You have me, until every last star in the galaxy dies. So will you marry me?"

The palpations of your heart were irregular, beating far too fast to be sufficient. Blood rushed through your entire body and you could feel each individual pulse of it through your veins.

You loved him. You loved him with all of your heart, with everything you could offer. Nobody had ever broken down your walls. Nobody was as patient as he had been.

"Raihan..."

He made you feel as if you were the prettiest woman in the world. That he only had eyes for you and only you.

"I-"

His lips kissed you so desperately and so eagerly. Like you were the air he so urgently needed to breathe. Like you were the only thing that could keep him alive.

"-I'm going to say-"

You really do love him. Everything about him made you happy. You loved coming home to him, you loved waking up to his face in the morning. You loved hearing his stupidly sweet compliments and flattery.

Move your lips and accept his proposal. You know you want him forever, you know he's the only man for you.

So say yes

Tell him yes

Answer with a yes

Whisper it

Yell it

Sing it

You know you want to. You can feel the word stuck in your throat, clawing its way to get out. It's begging, pleading, praying to ring out and join the two of you forever.

YES - YES - YES

'I LOVE YOU RAIHAN! I LOVE YOU WITH EVERY FIBER IN MY BODY! I CAN'T BREATHE WITHOUT YOU! I CAN'T LIVE WITHOUT YOU. I WANT TO BE WITH YOU FOREVER!'

"No..."

You choked back a sob and ripped your hand out of his grasp. The tears fell from your eyes and cascaded down your burning face.

There had to have been string tightening around your heart, squeezing it with a desire to make it burst. Someone must have been pressing down on your lungs with the intent to deprive you of any air.

It hurt.

It hurt like nothing you have ever experienced and no words could describe it. Not even the best poet could recite the lines of tragedy that struck you that night.

"I'm sorry. I can't marry you." It burned to even say those blasted words. "I love you, Raihan. But I'm not ready for the commitment. A-And just like children...I don't know if I ever will."

Your nose stung from your overwhelming emotions. There was barely even any strength left in your limbs to stand on that beach.

The absolutely devasted expression on his face had drained you even more. You were not the only one crying, you weren't the only one suffering in despair.

His own glimmering teal eyes that glowed like their own light source were dull, blurry with tears that rushed down his brown skin.

"(Y-(Y/n)-" He could barely even say your name, it was so strained and weak that the crashing waves on the shore numbed it out.

You swallowed down a painful cry and shuffled off his jacket so you could hold it in your hands. "You d-deserve someone who is not afraid to give you everything you want. I-I am the one that is terrified, scared that this love won't last forever. That you'll leave me one day because I wasn't enough."

Make-up must have been smudging across your face but you didn't care. Gingerly placing his coat over his shoulders you could feel him flinch and suck in a heavy breath.

"I don't deserve you, Raihan." His head shot up to face yours. "I kept it a secret but plans changed. I'm to leave in a day for my next expedition. I won't be home for at least a little over a year."

"What?" It was so broken, strained as it left his lips.

You felt as if you were going to throw up. Your stomach churned painfully and your throat clenched.

"I-It's a secluded island, no contact to the outside world. It's a dangerous place but...but I need to go."

Removing the promise ring he gave you on your first anniversary, you placed it in the ring case and closed it with a click.

"This is why you deserve better than me."

Raihan remained still with the same bewildered expression on his face. He would have looked stunned if it were not for his quivering bottom lip.

Sniffling you bit your lip and snapped your eyes shut. Your body wanted to curl into a fetal position and just die.

It hurt so bad but you knew it was coming. Your career meant everything to you, the benefits it would do for the world would be extraordinary.

But sacrifices must be made.

"I... I need to pack."

Raihan finally moved from his statue-like form and blinked heavily. He cleared his throat before inhaling deeply and nodding his head.

"I'm staying here." He could only whisper before leaning back so he was sitting on his bottom in the sand.

His head remained down, his silky onyx hair shielding his face like a curtain. You may not have been able to see his face but you just knew he was devastated.

And it was your fault. Everything was and always will be your fault...

꧁𓊈𒆜 ━━━━━━━━━ 𒆜𓊉꧂

"Are you ready?"

Voices, people bustled past your frame as you stood by the check-in line. Their words were muffled and incoherent as you mindlessly turned to face Sonia.

Your grip on your duffle bag grew tighter before you nodded your head. Galar's former champion and the professor sighed.

You felt heavy, even senseless in the airport. Those clothes you wore did nothing to protect you from the goosebumps that started to arise all over your skin.

Sleep had not come to you last night and neither did Raihan. He remained out, possibly staying at that beach while you waited for him at his home.

It was selfish of you but you wanted to see him one last time in person. You had been with him for years but only spent a quarter of it with him since you were always on an excursion.

He didn't deserve that, he deserved better. Someone that could give him all their time.

"Be safe," Leon announced to regain your attention.

You nodded your head and inhaled a profound breath. "I'll try."

Sonia shook her head before reaching out to you and holding you in a tight hold against her body.

"It sucks that you're going to miss our baby's birth but I'll be sending you pictures of my tummy even though I know you won't be able to see it for a while." She murmured into your ear before pulling away, her hands still grasping your shoulders. "But once your time finishes I expect an immediate call to catch up."

Her words managed to bring a smile to your lips as you slowly nodded your head. She gave your shoulders a tight squeeze before releasing her hold and stepping back.

Leon stepped forward next and plopped his hand on your head, patting it roughly which prompted you to roll your eyes.

Half-heartedly you grasped his hand and removed it from your head so the two of you could perform an old handshake.

"Stay safe, shortie." He mused before stepping back to rest a hand on Sonia's back.

"No promises." You replied.

A prominently loud voice articulated through the loudspeakers, calling to everyone with the same plane number as you to start boarding.

Giving your friends one last look, you waved a hand goodbye, and just as you were about to take a step forward something in your gut stopped you.

You froze in your spot to glance at your friends but instead, a lean body collided with you and pulled you close to them.

Raihan's cologne infiltrated your nose and the simple fragrance was enough to quell the ache in your stomach.

His towering form held you tightly to his body before his hands reached down to your thighs and heave you upwards.

Your hands flew behind his neck to hold on and not a second was wasted as your lips sought each other out like magnets.

For once you didn't care what others were thinking or judging as you kissed the man you loved desperately.

You wanted to remember how he tasted on your tongue, how he smelled so f*cken manly and fresh. How his silky hair never once knotted when you ran your hands through, how the warmth of his body ignited flames beneath your skin.

His tongue intertwined with yours, so forceful before he dragged those fangs you loved so much over your bottom lip.

A shiver ran down your spine, the goosebumps returning.

Throwing your head back you gasped a breath in and brought your wrist to your lips, swiping off the saliva that began to trickle down your chin.

"I-I thought you weren't coming." You breathed.

The dragon tamer set you down carefully on your feet and shook his head. "I wouldn't dare let you leave without giving me one last kiss."

Your heart swelled from his words. That weight that situated itself on your stomach had lightened the slightest.

"(Y/n)-" You perked up from hearing your name and watched as the giant man reached for your dominant hand to place something cool within your palm.

Glancing down and extending your hand you saw that it was your engagement ring and promise ring attached to a golden necklace.

"Raihan what is-" He stopped you from speaking by merely shaking his head.

"These are yours, they belong to you." The dragon tamer stated and pointed a hand to them. "Wear it around your neck and keep it close to you."

He leaned down so he could grasp your hand and hold them close together. "I'll wait for you, for as long as you need. Take your time."

His voice was strained as if he was holding in a cry.

"But the final decision is yours. When you come home, either keep it around your neck and I'll know that it really is over. Or wear it on your finger to let me know that we're still trying."

Those wonderfully teal eyes of his shined so brightly like the stars before glossing over with tears. "Can you do that for me?" He asked softly, voice cracking.

You stared at your clasped hands before nodding your head weakly. "I will."

Despite his sorrow, he nevertheless presented you with one of his lively smiles that you were going to miss so much.

"I love you, Raihan. I've never been so sure that I love someone like I love you."

He leaned down from his imposing height and placed a lingering kiss on your forehead.

"I will never give up on you. I will always love you, regardless of your choice."

The intercom came on one more time, calling out your name to say the plane would be taking off soon.

You glanced down the hall before turning to face the giant one more time.

"Forever and always?" He asked and raised one of his pinkies.

The best you could muster was a pathetic smile as you rose your pinky to curl around his. "Forever and always."

꧁𓊈𒆜 ━━━━━━━━━ 𒆜𓊉꧂

Happy or Sad, you can choose if they'll be together.

But personally, I think they love each too much to stay away.

꧁𓊈𒆜 ━━━━━━━━━ 𒆜𓊉꧂

𝐌𝐚𝐦𝐚 signing out

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ruiyuki · 4 months

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“Then, why don't you claim your own skies?”

The words ring in his head that morning of the ceremony. Thinking on this was unusual, really— the Drayster never mulled over things for long. In the days leading up however, Drayton couldn't help being reminded of the words said to him by that guy many months ago.

— —

Cyrano introduced him as a gym leader of the Galar region, visiting Blueberry Academy to train for a while in the Terarium.

“Yo, name's Raihan. Heard you're a dragon trainer too— care for a battle?”

A fellow dragon specialist, and Duraludon trainer too. They clicked instantly; having so much in common and being so similar in personality, it made League Club members do a double take. It wasn't before long that Drayton spent most of his class-skipping days hanging with Raihan in the Terarium during those few weeks.

They battled, they trained, and sometimes they just chatted over grub. Most of the time it was light-hearted: trading tips on dragon training, or stories of the strong trainers they've encountered. Other times, Raihan ranted off about the online beef he had with that Iono chick

(“The streamer girl? Yeah, we've met; she was invited here from Paldea last year. Girl's a whacky cuckoolander.” “Ugh, got that straight.”)

or jived Drayton about his League Club juniors.

(“Your girl Lacey is real cute.” “Yeah, that's her thing. Don't you think about trying anything though; her old man's Clay.” “The cowboy man? Damn.”)

It was only when the topic of rivals drifted along the daily conversation mill that vibes turned dour. A topic that Drayton avoided taking too seriously. There were feelings that never left him, never spoken aloud at Blueberry Academy. He wanted to keep it away, leave it on the shores of Unova miles from his small ocean sanctuary.

But Raihan never disparaged it. To Drayton's surprise, the other dragon tamer even had his own struggles to share, despite already reaching the status of 8th gym leader. He candidly described the child prodigy in his home region— the undefeated champion ever so popular and praised in the public eye.

It was a story Drayton knew all too well; he could recognize it in the undertone of Raihan's voice as he hit note for note the same emotions Drayton had felt too. So for the very first time since stepping foot upon Blueberry Academy, Drayton shared his own story— of his family, of the Opelucid Gym, of the Unova Champion.

Leon. Drayden. Iris.

These were the names that, although both Raihan and Drayton had much respect for them as pokemon trainers, never really made their smiles reach their eyes. The brighter big lights shine, the larger the shadows are cast behind them they say. Drayton's never found peace in that darkness, but it did make him feel better finding a kindred spirit in Raihan.

That is, until Raihan dropped the most mind-blowing take the Drayster's ever heard.

“It’s the same for you innit?— with Iris, I mean. There's always that someone you can't reach up to no matter how much you give your all— the ultimate rival. 'cept don't you think it could be that way 'cause you're playing the game with different rules?”

“Huh?”

“Leon was the strongest because his Pokemon are strong. Even if he's in a tight spot, he'd always manage to eek out a win because of that insane raw power of his pokemon. Battle instincts just come naturally to him y'know? But if you ask the man about how he uses his pokemon's abilities or setting up his next move? My mate gets lost quicker than Sonia can put a tracker on him, haha!”

“The Pokemon League's standard for single battles is great and all, but doubles is a whole different ball game. Singles is all about strength and endurance; double battles actually uses tactics. Just because a trainer is good at raising Pokemon to be strong doesn't always mean they'll be good at strategy. Honestly, it’s amazing how Leon stayed at the top for a decade 'til the new champ beat him.”

No matter how good Drayton was as Blueberry League Champion, at a school specialized in double battles, beating Iris was always a separate issue. The battle skills he was taught as a child, from his training by his grandfather at Opelucid Gym was all he had ever known when battling her. But truth be told, it never even occurred to him to level the playing field. It never occurred to him to think that he could.

“That's why I choose doubles in my gym. There are different ways to be strong as a trainer, it's just a matter of finding your own. 'sides, this school already specializes in double battles, why not put that to your advantage?”

Challenging Iris in a double battle… might just be the craziest idea Drayton has ever considered.

“The skies are big enough for all of us to fly— you just have to claim your territory, mate.”

— —

“Drayton, there you are!” Lacey's voice snaps him out of his reverie.

They've just finished the graduation ceremony. Long and arduous, the graduating students all decked out in Blueberry's cap and gown stood in the Terarium's Central Plaza waiting to be called up one by one to recieve a fancy sealed up paper. After the final speeches were said, cheers shouted and caps tossed, it was finally time for students to freely mill about in the celebratory energy.

“Yo. Congratulations, Miss Valedictorian.”

“Oh please, not you too. Crispin and the other League Club members have already said enough.” She pauses, lightly laughs as she approaches him. “And besides, I came here to congratulate you! Congratulations on graduating, Drayton.”

“Thanks, been a long time coming.”

“Yes… To be honest, I'm kinda surprised you made it this year…”

“Heh heh, aren't we all?” He took no offense to that, really. “Guess I just got my muse back this time 'round.”

Indeed, Drayton's change of pace didn't go unnoticed by the rest of the BB Elite Four. Perhaps it was the influence of the whole Kieran drama last year… or after that had cleared up, the subsequent sister school exchange event where the top BB League Club members got invited to Paldea to participate in a team competition. Lacey certainly noticed Drayton went back to skipping class when the Galarian gym leader was here, but at least he was motivated somewhat regularly after.

“I see… well I'm glad to hear that, Drayton. What are you planning to do after graduation?”

“Who knows… but I might have something in mind…”

“Something?”

“Don't worry about it.” He waves it off and ushers her ahead. “C'mon, lets take some photos with the club. It'll be our last ones here afterall.”

“By the way Drayster— if you ever find yourself in Galar, feel free to drop by Hammerlocke Stadium any time. We'll be happy to have ya.”

#pokemon #pokemon sv #pokemon drayton #pokemon raihan #drabble #pokemon scarlet and violet #I NEEDED TO GET THIS OUT OF MY SYSTEM #JUST TAKE IT #me creating content again? unbelievable #i cant write fics to save my life #this is a one time deal #brainrot too strong #i think about this a lot #raihan would be such a positive influence on drayton #asdfghjkjhgfghjk

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mlmvoreconfessionals · 11 months

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I have a story prompt featuring Lance, Raihan and Leon. OV and regular digestion (no mention of bones)

Raihan features Lance on his stream, having Leon tied up for him to eat. Lance does so and lets Leon digest, while Raihan is rubbing his stomach. Then Lance decides to go for a second course, which Raihan doesn't anticipate. Inside Raihan finds Leon barely conscious and mostly digested except for him chest and pretty face, a fate Raihan will now share soon.

Oh, hey, I like this idea for sure! I can definitely do something with it.

The first thing the stream captures is R.aihan's smiling face. "Hey, we've got a real special stream today for all of you! A surprise guest star is showing up--meet my fellow dragon tamer, L.ance!" R.aihan slings his arm around the other man's shoulder, pulling L.ance in close so their faces are both in screen. L.ance looks...unimpressed and even a little annoyed by it, but he says nothing.

The camera moves back, showing more of the room the two men are in...as well as the third 'guest': L.eon, arms tied behind his back and a cloth over his mouth. He's not so lucky to get an introduction. Everyone knows who he is, and they know why he's in such a position.

R.aihan continues to show off his sharp teeth to the camera in a big grin. "Since a fellow dragon tamer was giving a surprise visit to G.alar, I thought I'd treat him to the local food! So, L.ance, you ready to eat?"

L.ance crosses his arms, expression stony as always. A deep, draconic growl roars up from his stomach. It was all the answer anyone needed and it seemed to make L.eon squirm a bit harder in his restraints.

"Glad to hear it!" R.aihan chuckles. He goes over to L.eon, grunting a bit as he hoists the wiggly man up bridal style. "Well...the food doesn't get much more local than our resident 'unbeatable champ'! So open wide, L.ance! Time to send him down to your dragon's hoarde!"

L.ance rolls his eyes just a bit, clearly not as interested in the theatrics that come inherent to doing one of R.aihan's shows. Still, his jaws do open wide, practically steaming with heat as they do. The camera makes sure to get a good shot of them as R.aihan comes in with the meal. It takes a bit of work, but he manages to force L.eon's bound legs into L.ance's jaws. As soon as his feet slide in, a thick gulp rings out, and it's already over.

L.eon's muffled yelling is the only other noise over the thick, steady gulping of L.ance's gullet. The champ is sinking down nearly a foot at a time, the tight throat clearly well practiced on such large meals. He's up to his knees...then his waist...his chest...his shoulders...the camera gets a good look at his head framed in L.ance's jaws, eyes wide and panicked, before a final gulp sends him down and those teeth snap shut like a vice.

L.ance's gut juts out from under his shirt with a wet slosh, L.eon's curled-up form clearly defined by the stomach walls. L.ance gives his chest a solid thump and belches deeply, hot air fogging up the camera for a moment. Leon's cape comes up halfway, and with a tug, it's pulled out and hits the ground with a wet splat.

R.aihand laughs and gives L.ance's stomach a few pats. "Man, you really put him away! Let's see if that unbeatable champ can beat a dragon tamer's stomach acids!" The defined bulge is wiggling around already, making L.ance's stomach slosh and wobble. It's rather clear that it's working hard and fast--already his hands are shoving around and his muffled voice is a bit louder than it should be. If those restains have already come undone...it's unlike the rest of L.eon will last very long in there.

R.aihan's rubbing doesn't do him any favors, either. His hands are kneading in deep and hard, working on those tough bulges and keeping L.eon somewhat in place. If L.ance was enjoying the attention, he didn't let that show on his face. He just stood there, arms crossed, intense gaze aimed down at R.aihan as if he were considering something. But under R.aihan's hands, L.eon was melting down, the bulges getting softer and less defined. The whole gut seemed to be shrinking in on itself, losing its shape and becoming rounder.

R.aihan finally gives the gut a rough smack, making the whole thing bounce and wobble. It's about half the size, and it works out a dragon's roar from L.ance as he belches out. R.aihan laughs and turns to face the camera again. "And there you have it, folks! Looks like the J.ohto camp outclasses ours by a long shot! Now he's just part of another dragon's hoard! But hey, at least we know G.alar food is top-notch, right?"

Behind R.aihan, L.ance is finally moving, coming in closer from behind. "It just goes to show that us dragon tamers are always su--" With a greedy chomp, L.ance is on R.aihan, engulfing his head and shoulders in an instant. He forces the other man's arms down and begins to take wet gulps, his head dipping lower. He disappears from the camera frame for a second before suddenly swinging back into view. He's got his head tipped back, already at R.aihan's waist, and is now wetly slurping down the kicking legs hanging from his jaws.

The camera catches R.aihan's twitching feet in L.ance's jaws. A thick gulp sucks them down and his teeth snap shut a second time. His gut has bloated out once more with a very wet slosh as R.aihan drops in on whatever's left of L.eon. While the camera can't see it, it's likely not a pretty sight. The gut is half full of a thick, meaty sludge that certainly used to be the champ's body. He's mostly submerged in it, only his chest and head left really, and now R.aihan is sitting up to his chest in the muck as well. He'll be joining it, soon.

The camera fogs up again as another roaring belch hits it. R.aihan's headband flies out, striking the phone and making it flutter around. It gives L.ance the chance to catch it from the air. He looks down at the phone with a frown...but it's soon replaced with a very confident smirk. "If this is really the best of the best in G.alar...then it's better off digested anyway. Might have to do something about the rest of the gym leaders around here. Though...I'm not one for an audience." L.ance isn't sure how to turn the stream off and he doubts R.aihan will tell him. So he'll improvise.

The camera gets a good, close shot of the man's gullet. Steaming breath fogs up the screen every time he breaths out, and the muffled yelling of R.aihan down below can almost be made out. Then L.ance's teeth snap down and the phone crunches, cutting off the feed for good.

#v.ore #gay vore #male vore #m/m vore #mlm vore #oral vore #digestion #fatal vore #pokemonvore #lancevore #leonvore #raihanvore #vore story #ask

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How will the Boys react to Raihan Flygon especially with his pokemon entire

Raihan's Pokemon are as follows: Torkoal, Goodra, Turtonator, Flygon and Duraludon.

The boys would be gawking at the amount of "dragons" he has. Dragons are considered very powerful in Twisted Wonderland. Those who tame ragons are probably very rare.

To see Raihan announce that he was called the "Dragon Master" as well as possessing a team of dragons would make him a legend/celebrity in the school.

Ace and Deuce would be over the moon if Raihan offered them a ride on his Flygon. They were Phoebe's close friends so he can give them a pass, but he might be cheeky and whispers to Flygon to loop around the air.

Come to think of it, the first year group would be stoked to ride a dragon at least once or in Ortho's case, fly alongside one.

Epel would think Turtonator and Duraludon would be the coolest though.

When it comes to Savanaclaw, I don't think Leona would react as much, but he's not going to outright insult the guy because he can sense that Raihan deserves his title. He just doesn't wanna care about it.

Ruggie... he'll change his mind about not paying attention to his Pokemon until he finds out that Torkoal is great for helping him roast things.

He found out one day when Phoebe and Raihan were grilling sweet potatoes.

Azul would at first try to get Raihan into a contract, but the man is dodging his attempts like a celebrity who knows how to handle the news.

So, no contracts for him... poor Azul.

Jade knows that Raihan isn't so easily bribed, so he maintains a respectful distance. But Floyd? He's jumping in the air wanting to tackle the Pokemon because they looked so interesting.

He had to be stopped multiple times trying to flop onto Turtonator's spikes.

Kalim would definitely have his magic carpet fly beside Flygon up in the air. But to everyone's surprise, he loves Torkoal the most because it was so chill and helped Jamil make grilled shawarma when they needed a heat source.

Vil would be a impressed, but he is a bit apprehensive of some of them. Goodra is cute but it has slime all over and Turtonator and Torkoal are a fire hazrd in his dorm full of flammable silk!

Flygon is alright somehow. Just don't put it in his dorm because it likes to fly around.

Duraludon is the only one Vil can outright claim is tolerable. Big, but at least not a hazard to the dorm's interior. But I bet he just unintentionally uses the Pokemon's polished body as a mirror.

Rook... we all know he's so stoked about the Pokemon. But Raihan is not bothered one bit because he entertains the hell out of him by showing him his battles and his training.

Idia wants to pet the dragons but he's scared of what might happen... then Ortho talks to Raihan who brings Duraludon over and Idia is internally panicked because Raihan is an extrovert... but also he's fanboying because there's a mech-looking dragon in front of him.

Now, for Diasomnia... I think they would be honestly impressed by what they classify as a dragon. Though Raihan has to explain that Torkoal is not a dragon but it was helpful setting up weather advantages.

Nevertheless, they probably invite Raihan and his pokemon out to tea to get to know them better.

Raihan is a bit iffy with Malleus trying to take his place as the guardian for Phoebe though.

#twisted wonderland #twst #pokemon x twisted wonderland #crossover #this has been sitting in my drafts for a LONG time #I lost motivation and went on a LONG hiatus

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smallestapplin · 2 years

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may i please request a scenario (or headcanons, whichever you prefer) wherein Raihan's Flygon takes off without him and he's got to chase it down, only to find it snuggling up with the confused-but-amused reader? like a meet cute kind of a situation where Flygon just immediately loves the reader and Raihan has to deal with the consequences

Raihan knows his Flygon has a lot of energy, the large dragon type gets excited easily, so it’s not a problem.

He trains his Pokémon often and hangs out in the wild area for this reason.

He just wasn’t expecting Flygon to fly off.

Raihan nearly panicked, usually his Pokémon stay within his sight, but Flygon bolted from his line of vision.

Putting all his Pokémon back into their pokeballs, he runs in the direction his Flygon went.

He thought he lost his buddy, until he hears a giggle.

Raihan follows the sound and finds his Flygon!

Though he’s with someone. The large dragon is seated in front of you, nuzzling against you, tail wrapped around you, keeping you close as you give him some of your leftover curry.

“You’re such a sweetheart, I bet your trainer is worried for you.”

Flygon only purrs, rubbing his face against your head.

“There you are!”

You and the new Pokémon look towards the voice. You nearly panic seeing gym leader Raihan, you didn’t even realize this was his Pokémon.

“I’m sorry about him, he just took off from our campsite.”

You try to wave him off, but Flygon only cuddles you further.

“It’s not problem! He’s incredibly sweet, so I knew he had to be someone’s.”

Raihan laughs watching you struggle to get out of Flygon’s hold.

“Man, he seems to like you! Come on buddy, we got training to do.”

Flygon lets out a pitiful cry, only holding you tighter.

The dragon type wouldn’t even stay in his pokeball, every time Raihan tried, flygon would immediately break out, and go right back to you.

Your constant laughter about the situation was relieving, he’s glad you aren’t mad or frustrated.

In fact you just coo at the Pokémon, constantly talking about how cute and sweet he is.

But Flygon won’t let you go, or leave.

“How about this, we can meet up sometime? I know plenty of good curry recipes, that I’m sure Flygon would love.”

Raihan smiles, his fang poking out from his lips.

“I’d love that, if he’d let you go.”

He can’t believe his Pokémon played wingman for him.

More so that he still hasn’t let you go.

Looks like you two will be here a while.

#pokemon #pokemon imagines #pokemon x reader #pokémon #pokemon fluff #pokemon fanfic #pokemon raihan #pokemon raihan x reader #pokemon swsh #pokemon swsh x reader

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yanpotatowriter · 1 year

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your yandere pokemon content is sooo good! Can I request headcanons of Raihan as a yandere please? I love that dragon man~

Thank you ^v^ and of course you can request some headcanons of the dragon man! —------------------------------------------------- He is very possessive of his obsession and dislikes/hates it whenever his obsession is paying attention to anyone that is not him, the only time he will tolerate his obsession not paying attention to him is when they are paying attention to their Pokémon or his Pokémon. His obsession is on his mind 24/7, and he makes sure that he stays on theirs by sending them pics of him doing the most basic things, like eating lunch at a café, beating a trainer, going to the gym etc. If he has a pic he will send it. He will also post pictures of his obsession and him hanging out online, making his fanbase think that he is already dating his obsession before they actually are.

The longer he knows his obsession the clingier he gets, he will start to put his arms around his obsession as they are walking like couples would do but back off a little bit if his obsession expresses discomfort, only to try it again later on. He wants to respect his obsessions boundaries but Raihan has been very patient and does a lot for his obsession, so it's alright for him to indulge a little bit after all his obsession wouldn’t want to upset their dear boyfriend Raihan right?? Their obsession can say goodbye to their social life due to Raihan burning any bridges before they can cross them, Raihan won’t allow his obsession to have any friends outside of him (and his social circle). Raihan will threaten and get permanently rid of any friends and rivals, they don’t deserve to be in the presence of his obsession, and they are only making his obsession look at them instead of him, and he won’t stand for it. Raihan would kidnap his obsession in the end, the unknown where his obsession is started to take a toll on his mental and made him paranoid that they would just leave him out of the blue, so the only logical thing in his mind was to look up the royalty in a tower that the dragon (Raihan) protects. He will make sure that his obsession is extremely comfortable when they are kidnapped however comfort is a luxury that can be taken away should they try to escape him, he will not be amused and downgrade the room his obsession is staying in as a way to punish them for their behaviour. He loves to spoil his obsession, buying expensive clothing and jewellery, just to see them wear it but the only thing that would make his heart explode if they wore it is of course his iconic hoodie. If his obsession ever wore his hoodie it's game over for them, simple as that, as Raihan will see it as them accepting the fact that they are dating now, and he will hug and cuddle the ever loving shit out of them, not wanting to let them go.

#yandere raihan #yandere raihan x reader #raihan pokemon #raihan x reader #raihan pokemon x reader #yandere pokemon #yandere pokemon swsh #yandere pokemon swsh x reader #yandere pokemon x reader #pokemon x reader #pokemon swsh x reader #yandere #yandere x reader #yandere headcanons

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r0-boat · 1 year

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Dating headcanons for Kabu, Raihan, and Piers please?

Dating Headcannons for Kabu, Raihan, Piers

Sfw

Gn!reader

Cut for length

Kabu

Extremely traditional, he has the entire date planned out has a whole list of things to do and places to eat, and things to see.( more often than not already has a reservation planned)

No matter if it's your first second third or 600th the date he'll always feel nervous to take you out somewhere.

You never expected Kabu to be so romantic, he just wants to make sure you're having a good time.

Kabu's idea of a date is just as traditional a fancy dinner or somewhere quiet and go home.

The gym leader does admit that it has been sometime since he's taken someone out, and he wouldn't be surprised if dating has changed in recent years, so he would be open to anything if you decide to change it. But his first instincts will always be take you out to dinner.

Now he doesn't mind taking you places to have fun it will just take him a while to let loose a little bit. He'd much rather take it slow.

During the actual date, Kabu won't take his eyes off you; you have his full attention.

Kabu prefers taking it slow he is not interested in flings when he is with someone he is in for the long haul. He wishes for a partner to stay by his side.

Kabu says is not a jealous man but you can't help but notice his eyes seemed to Twitch when someone gets a little buddy with you.

Raihan

Raihan thrives off dates while a dinner is considered for him, it isn't his go-to.

Like the extroverted battery he is he will drag you to any place he thinks is fun and wants to bring you to. Every attraction in Galar are you two have gone to at least twice. And precious thumb drives are filled with pictures and videos of every date. The ones he posts on his social media are not even 1% of the ones he has.

Raihan is less of a list and plan guy and more of a follow your heart.

If going out isn't really your thing or going anywhere where there's a lot of people he'll try to meet in the middle because a date is successful when two people are having fun.

As much as I do see Raihan being the more extroverted going out and doing things kind of boyfriend I do think he is rather flexible with Partners who don't really want to go out.

Raihan is extremely perceptive of other people, and we'll take note of your likes and dislikes, to be completely honest he is the happiest when you're happy.

Raihan is a self-proclaimed Master at dating spots; like I said, he is highly perceptive of the people he is dating. He'll pick a place that he knows you'll like, and he'll pick up on your habits pretty quickly. He'll know when you are or not having fun.

Raihan is a very doting boyfriend anyone would be lucky to be with him.

I also see him as quite the gift-giver as well, he puts a lot of thought into every gift he gives you, ( sometimes he has Dragon brain and gives you a Shiny rock or nick nack he randomly saw and made him think of you)

Piers

Eh, to be completely honest Piers doesn't care one way or the other; if going on dates means a lot to you, then sure, he'll do it to make you happy. But Piers can spend time with you in any way he wants to without any of that fancy stuff.

A guy like him, oblivious and doesn't know what romance even is, would be very in trouble on a first date, lucky for him, his sister has his back whether he wants help or not. What kind of sister would she be if she let her brother crash and burn? And Raihan can supply good spots in Galar that have good reviews and are good dating spots

Piers classifies anything as a date, even if it's just you, too, having a lazy Sunday on the couch.

Peirs ideal date if you were to ask him he, would probably say being at home with his partner eating pizza and watching The Great Galar Bake Off.

But once in a blue moon, Piers will knock you out of the park with something you never expect from him. Taking you outside of the town and watching the Stars or Have you listen to a short song he wrote about you. You have no idea where is this comes from because usually, your Piers has no romantic bone in his body.

If you would like to take him out somewhere, sure, he'll bite. He doesn't mind either way.

Piers has a tendency to be a little protective over people he really likes.

Maybe even a little bit possessive over you specifically.

#Pokemon sw #pokemon raihan #pokemon piers #pokemon kabu #kabu x reader #piers x reader #raihan x reader #pokemon x reader #Sfw #pokemon imagines #pokemon headcanons #gym leader kabu #gym leader raihan #gym leader piers #x gn reader #gn reader #pokemon sword and shield #sw x reader #galar x reader

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sweetanidreams · 1 year

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Raihan headcanon continued

The tall dragon-type gym leader casually makes his way onto the strength training floor, not checking twice as he usually does because he hasn’t seen her there in maybe a week — so he lets his guard down. He plops down on a bench and rolls up the sleeves of his dark, orange-trimmed hoodie. “Perfect time to grab a shot for Pokegram,” Raihan thinks to himself.

One hand grabbing a 30lb dumbbell and the other pulling out his Rotomphone, Raihan begins to pose by flashing his signature fang-baring grin. Not even a second after he reaches his thumb to tap the shutter icon, he catches a glimpse of a familiar frame walking right by him, small statured and toned, clad in muscle-hugging leggings and a cropped tee. He chokes, scrambling to try and hide the selfie-taking endeavor, causing the Rotomphone to bounce off his gloved hand a couple times before getting knocked towards the woman. Raihan’s heart dropped. Fuck. FUCK.

The Rotom buzzed to a stop right at her shoulder, but not soon enough to prevent her from noticing. The woman paused in her stride and turned, her high ponytail swaying slightly behind her as she pivoted, hand gently reaching out to grasp the device. “You okay there, little guy?,” she asked, her head tilting curiously. Raihan quickly fumbled to his feet and caught himself before he lurched at her, because that wouldn’t be at all smooth. Clearing his throat, he attempted to regain his usual confident composure and stepped up to the scene. “Ah, sorry about that! My Rotomphone has a mind of its own sometimes,” Raihan laughed.

At the sound of his voice, the young trainer glanced up at Raihan, eyes taking in his features for just a moment before going back to the phone in her hand. “Yeah, no problem! It looks like your selfie got ruined though.” She handed the device back to the much taller man, screen side up, displaying a blurry image of Raihan’s face contorted in a transitionary expression between a “game face” and a look of utter embarrassment.

His crush had already walked away, but the dragon was left mortified and wanting to find the nearest 7ft hole to hide in.

That was enough of the gym for today.

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(S/N on art: Can’t seem to find the original artist’s post anymore - please let me know if anyone spots it, so I can properly link. Thanks!)

#pkmn swsh #pokemon #pokemon headcanons #drabble #headcanon #pokemon sword and shield #pokemon swsh #pokémon #pokémon raihan #raihan #pokémon swsh #swsh #headcanons #raihan x reader

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a-fluffer-nutter · 5 months

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Dragon Darts

A/N - Hey @gladdygirl18 sorry it's taken so long, but I'm your Squealing Santa! I may have made the wrong turn and missed your chimney, but I am finally here with your present! I tried to get this done before the new year, but I've been sick for three weeks and my car just got broken into, so I'm super sorry about the delay! I hope you like it and I want to thank @squealing-santa and @hypahticklish for all of this!

Word Count: 1,260

Playing hide-and-seek with a man who owns two ghost-types was a poor choice, Raihan realized quickly into their game. He didn’t really expect Leon to cheat – well, yes he did, but he had some sort of hope for a fair game – and his smile slipped off his face once he heard Dragapult’s cry from the other room.

Raihan’s turn had gone perfectly. He had no need to use his Pokémon, it was just a simple game of hide-and-seek.

He didn’t quite remember how this little game came about, something about Leon boasting to be the best at all games played by children or something like that, but in an instant, Raihan wanted to call his bluff and Leon was scurrying off to hide.

For a man who had the worst sense of direction, Leon was actually fairly capable at finding a hiding spot. It took Raihan a good ten minutes to find him. It mostly took this long as Raihan had absolutely no idea that Leon could wedge himself behind the washing machine and the wall, but by golly did he do it. Raihan must have passed him a good twenty times before spotting him. After that performance, Raihan knew he had to up his game to beat Leon’s time.

Leon using his Pokémon was definitely cheating though.

Raihan took pride in his height, standing at a good six and a half feet. What people didn’t know is that despite his tall frame, he was incredibly flexible thanks to his slight build, which made clambering over the fridge and into a small cabinet not too difficult. He knew Leon would never check here, but all bets were off once Dragapult entered the game.

“Dragon Darts,” Leon whispered, while pointing down the hall. “Find him for me, if you will.”

Dragapult let out a low cry as he shot two Dreepy from his head. The duo cheered in delight as they sped through Raihan’s house, phasing through the walls as they flew. Leon chuckled as they went off, Dragapult still at his side.

“Am I cheating?” Leon asked, looking up at Dragapult. The Pokemon nodded with a grumble, which made Leon smile. “Well, I guess. Oh, well.”

Raihan could hear the Dreepy coming closer. The duo had split up to cover more ground, and one of them was making a beeline to the kitchen.

Raihan’s hands shook as the Dreepy flew around, zooming back and forth in front of his hiding spot. As anticipation swelled through his veins, Raihan threw his hands over his mouth, fearing the noise he could potentially utter if spooked by any sort of sound. The Dreepy paused after a few minutes of pacing the small kitchen. It let out a groan, which gave Raihan some hope that the ghost-type would just fly on into the next room, but of course he couldn’t be that lucky.

“Hi,” Raihan mouthed as the Dreepy phased through the cabinet door with half of his body. Eyes widening, the Dreepy let out a scream, flashing a toothy grin at the man. Sighing, Raihan reached out a hand to pet the darling Pokémon, knowing that it wasn’t its fault that Leon was playing dirty.

“Found you Raihan,” Leon called and Raihan could just visualize his cocky smirk he had as he walked into the kitchen. “Raihan, where…oh in Arceus’ name,” Leon let out a chuckle as he looked up at the Dreepy, which had now spun around so only the wispy back half was visible to Raihan, “How, Raihan, how?”

“Arsehole,” Raihan simply remarked as he heard Leon trying to scramble up the side of the counter. The door swung open; Leon’s face brightened sweetly once he saw Raihan in his tight hiding place.

“Well, that’s not very kind,” Leon prodded Raihan’s side while wearing a fake pout.

Raihan recoiled into the side of the cabinet, slamming his shoulder with all his weight. His lips quirked into a frown when he looked back at Leon, whose shit eating grin took over half his face.

“I’ll bloody stab you, mate. Leon!” Raihan let out a yelp once Leon poked him again.

“This is gonna be so much fun,” Leon laughed as he brought both hands down on his best friend’s torso.

Raihan definitely did not shriek, no. He could never do that. Never.

Cackling laughter poured from his lips as Leon skittered his fingers along any sensitive parts that he could reach. Due to Raihan’s positioning, he had his knees bent up and his feet pressed against the other side of the cabinet. This allowed all access to the backs of his thighs, and Leon was going to have a field day.

“You arsehole!” Raihan screamed as one hand scratched the underside of his thigh and the other wormed its way under his arm. In no position to move, Raihan just sunk as far back as he could and laughed.

“You’re not fighting back,” Leon mused, shifting his weight slightly. He was sitting on his knees, and while his legs were starting to ache, Leon could not let this opportunity pass. “What’s wrong? Are you stuck or do you just like this?”

Dragapult and the two Dreepy let out small huffs of amusement as Raihan just cursed, wiggling as much as he could. One of the two Dreepy had a brilliant idea, so he smacked his brother with excitement. The other Dreepy grumbled, frowning from being distracted from the delightful show they were watching, though he brightened up once his brother revealed his plan. Flapping his arms, the Dreepy let out a wail, following his brother into the cabinet right next to the one Raihan was in. Both phasing through the side of the cabinet, they appeared beside Raihan’s head, one on each side, and began to nuzzle into the trainer’s neck.

“Okay! Stahahp!” Raihan exclaimed after a few more minutes, his deep belly laughs were becoming hoarse and weak.

“Fine by me,” Leon snickered, pulling his arms back and jumped off the counter. “My arms were about to fall off!”

“Oh, boo hoo,” Raihan growled, though he still had a wobbly smile.

The two Dreepy flew down to Leon and purred, rubbing their bodies against his shoulders. Dragapult just rolled his eyes, though he had thoroughly enjoyed watching the shenanigans. This scene wasn’t too uncommon. Leon was always sweeping Raihan off his feet and throwing him onto the couch or against a wall to tickle the hell out of him. It was the big brother energy that he was always exerting, though Raihan was six months Leon’s senior. Dragapult often had to drag the two apart, along with Leon’s other Pokémon. Of course, Raihan’s Pokémon were usually present, but they never tried to help him. Only Flygon really cared, wanting Raihan to be victorious in these little fights, but her favor was usually won over by Leon rather quick, as he always kept little mints in his pocket that she loved.

“You are the absolute worst,” Raihan glared, looking down at his best friend.

“But that’s why you love me,” Leon batted his lashes.

“You know I’m going to kill you, right?”

“Yep.”

“Wanna make this easy or hard?”

“Bye,” Leon replied as an answer, as he darted off, blowing a raspberry as he ran.

“Of course,” Raihan rolled his eyes, then glanced over at Dragapult. The two Dreepy had returned to their spots atop Dragapult’s head, where they looked eager for more action. “Can you by chance to me a favor?”

Dragapult nodded, grumbling in amusement.

“Alright. Dragapult, use Dragon Darts.”

#tickle fic #rose writes #squealing santa 2k23 #squealing santa #pokemon #raihan #champion leon

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ya-boy-polaris · 1 year

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Hi! If u don’t mind me requesting may I req raihan x reader with a glaceon that’s always with them no matter what because they usually got picked up on and now glaceon is guarded with everyone protecting them? Aha thank u already mybe some angst?

I got you anon.

Raihan x Male Reader with Glaceon

tw: past abusive relationship

There were usually two stereotypes about ice-type trainers. One of the two, the trainer or the Pokemon, would be cold and distant, while the other is friendly and charming. That was sort of the situation you were in. Raihan usually fancies himself a dragon-type trainer, but he was blown away by your Glaceon's strength and couldn't resist the urge to battle you only once. Also to mention you were pretty cute, so he asked for your number.

But as usual, Glaceon had issues when it came to you and your romantic interests. Most men would give up pursuing you because of how overprotective she was. But since you had an interest in Raihan, you at least explained over text, while he was in a safe distance away from her. Glaceon was a present given to you when she was just an Eevee by your past boyfriend. You loved her very much but your boyfriend turned out to be a rather jealous man and slowly over time became suffocating with how dominating he was in every little aspect of your life. You have plans to be with your friends? You better ask him for permission and he just HAS to come along with you. No matter what. You want to spend time with your family, why do you need them? You don't need them, you just need him. He did more than just isolate you, he began to mistreat you. He could never keep a job longer than a year due to his horrible personality and expected you to care for him as a mother, not a partner. What do you mean you had a previous boyfriend before him? You better tell him every detail, he gets strange with the idea of another man having you. He didn't care for your needs, only looking out for himself. You spent many nights crying, not sure if you should stay due to how many years you'd been with him. Glaceon witnessed all of that.

You finally broke up with him and kicked him out, never hearing from him again. Effectively getting your life back by cutting him out. But Glaceon had already been affected by all this and became extremely protective over you, never staying inside her pokeball and being constantly by your side. She gave mean looks to everyone, hissed at those who tried to pet her, and wasn't afraid to attack others. By this point, you and Raihan had gotten close over messages. He knew he wanted to get to you know you better, but didn't want to impede on your relationship to Glaceon either. So what he offered next surprised you. He offered to help you get referred to a Pokemon therapist. Turns out that Pokemon need therapy too! In the case of event when a Pokemon becomes much too aggressive due to their loyalty, they could get referred to a program to help relieve their mental stress. Never having done this before, you decide to give it a try. Raihan dedicated a day of the week from his work to help you through this, coming along with you. By being consistent with Glaceon, he could show that he's a good guy. The three of you would spend three hours a week in therapy, going through trust exercises and getting adjusted to Raihan's presence. Glaceon didn't react well at first, giving Raihan a cold glare as she stayed at your feet, refusing you to get near him. But after a month of work, Glaceon did something different. Raihan usually sat at the corner of the room, close but not too close, during therapy. To show consistency and that he could provide for her, he was always the person feeding her lunch during therapy. But he could never get close enough to her, she'd stay distant until he set the bowl of food down and walked away. But this time, when Glaceon knew it was feeding time, she left your side and cautiously walked up to Raihan. Raihan couldn't help but to smile, "You know what time it is, don't you?" he laughed lightly. "Alright let me go get your food." He exited the door and Glaceon sat there, waiting for him. Her eyes were cold and focused, half expecting for him to still not come back but he did. This time with her favorite as well. Raihan set it down in its usual place and Glaceon still lingered near him before she began to eat, this was the first sign of trust you finally got her to show. You and Raihan exchange a look and smile, having finally made progress.

#kibana x reader #raihan x reader #raihan #pokemon raihan x reader #pokemon x reader #pokemon #my writing

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blasphemecel · 1 year

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Raihan — Applin And The Flop Confession

PAIRING: Raihan/Reader WORD COUNT: 2.6k TYPE: Humor, Fluff, Pining NOTE: Clichember Prompt(s) 2-4: Overprotective Dad Trope (except you have two dads and they're a Toxicroak and a Krookodile and they're technically your pets more than anything) + Oblivious Love Interest + Failed Confession . Clichember is going to be an event where I write a short fic with my own take on really overused tropes throughout November-December.

Your Pokémon are scary.

It's silly for Raihan as 'The Dragon Tamer,' a grown ass man, and someone who knocks his head into doors an embarrassing amount of times a day because he's too damn tall to feel afraid of trained Pokémon.

They're yours, so he knows they won't hurt him despite spending most of their time glaring at him with their arms crossed when he's around. The most aggressive they get is dragging him away from you when he tries to hold your hand or to swing an arm over your shoulder and getting between you two when you hug. He's aware he's not in grave danger.

Still, having a Krookodile — something he hadn't even seen before you moved here from Unova and he made friends with you — bare its fangs at him isn't pleasant, and neither is seeing a Toxicroak extend its poison sac in his general direction. Certainly they haven't charmed him, but it's clear they don't like him either, and the thought makes him a little sad. They're your companions, after all, and Raihan wants them to trust him.

However, no matter how good he is at planning and coordinating during battles, maybe this really wasn't a good idea.

It's not his fault you just 'haven't ever caught a Dragon type before' and you 'want one so bad.' Granted, he could've given you one, but that's not half as fun as hunting for wild Pokémon, and that wouldn't have been half as romantic, anyway. Now the two of you are in this situation.

"Are you sure there's a Dragon type in this area?" you ask with skepticism lacing your tone. "I mean, I pass by here all the time and I've never seen any."

"Don't worry, there is one," Raihan reassures you with an amiable smile. "But they're evasive, so I'll catch one for you." Obviously, you could do it yourself — you're a capable enough trainer —, but this is all just a ruse for him to give it to you.

"Yay! I can't wait! I haven't trained a new Pokémon in ages."

Krookodile and Toxicroak loom behind him, which he tries his best to ignore. Raihan's method of doing so is trying to focus on your cutesy excitement, though the holes the two Pokémon are drilling into his head aren't that easy to feign ignorance to.

Applin usually hide in trees, but that makes them both hard to spot and even more effort to catch. It's not that uncommon for them to fall on the ground, though, and that's how most trainers stumble upon them.

Your two companions exchange conspiratorial noises between them, but Raihan doesn't pay it much heed, and neither do you. After a while of pointless roaming and too many Dottler encounters, in the distance, Raihan finally sees one. He's quick to nudge you on the shoulder and point ahead, and Krookodile and Toxicroak are far too intrigued to show disapproval. "Look, there it is!"

"It's just an apple?" you say, rubbing your chin in confusion. Despite holding you in high regards, sometimes Raihan found you to be... dense.

"That's an Applin," Raihan corrects you with a sigh before he puts his hands over his hips. "They're skittish, so it'll be better if we approach it quietly—"

Krookodile's brows(?) shoot up in alarm before he starts gesturing at Toxicroak, who doesn't seem to react beyond letting out a few sounds in response. It's obvious the two of them aren't happy, though.

You and Raihan observe them with curiosity, exchanging a confused glance, but you're far too surprised to do anything when suddenly your Toxicroak speed-walks towards the poor little Applin and creepily stares it down. Krookodile lumbers after him not long after and lets out a loud growl, effectively startling it away. Raihan loses sight of it somewhere in the tall grass, though he gets the feeling trying to pursue it again right now wouldn't be a good idea, anyway.

"You guys are so mean," you whine, stomping up to your Pokémon with your shoulders up to your ears. Raihan follows you absent-mindedly, though the part of him that likes drama is curious to watch this play out, even if it's putting a delay on his courting plans.

Toxicroak looks ashamed of himself, but Krookodile goes all guitar riff like he's arguing with you, then he extends his little claw to indicate Raihan as if this is all his fault. His eyes widen when he realizes they have incriminated him. "What'd I even do?!"

You turn your head towards Raihan and then snap it back towards them. "No! Stop acting like this!" you say.

Krookodile huffs, turns up his snoot high in the air like a snobby human and his tail stands tall on alert. Despite his previous sentiments of embarrassment, Toxicroak nods and pats his friend on the shoulder in agreement on whatever you're even discussing.

"Don't be like this. You're not my parents. You come from MY BALLS, I don't come from YOURS," you say, and the sentence hangs in the air, slightly disturbing everyone in the vicinity. You don't seem to notice though, and to emphasize your point, you return them to their Pokéballs. Then, apologetically, you gaze up at Raihan with the sorriest expression you can muster. "Sorry man, I dunno what's up with them. If you don't wanna look for the Applin anymore, I understand. I don't wanna waste your time! I can find one on my own-"

Originally, he'd been planning to ask you where that line about the balls came from, but now, with a hasty laugh, he blurts out, "Let's keep looking for it. It can't have run off too far away, right?"

Somehow on cue, the Applin rolls out of the tall grass again, now that the threats are gone. It glances between you two apprehensively from afar, trying to decide if it should flee or not. Raihan decides to deal with this by throwing a poffin at it.

The Applin mostly seems confused by this, but approaches it anyway.

"I feel like you could've been more subtle about this," you say with a hint of taunting.

"Oh, quit taking the piss and watch."

You then watch as he throws a love ball at the Applin which he considers too distracted with eating the poffin to retaliate, and you can only laugh at him openly when it breaks out after a few swings and appraises him with what feels like a judgemental stare.

Raihan raises an index finger and closes his eyes, still sporting a cocky grin. "I meant watch this, not the last try," he says before throwing another love ball at it. That damn thing better get in there before he runs out of these — Raihan bought them for the occasion, cheesy as he can be.

This time, Applin sacrifices itself in the name of romance, pleased with the food offering. You and Raihan both turn towards each other and squeal and hop up in excitement like little girls, but then you remember you're not children and decide to pretend it didn't happen.

Raihan goes to retrieve the Pokéball, but you stop him. "You know, I expected you to do something more special, considering you're The Dragon Tamer an' all."

He rolls his eyes at your quip, but he lets out a little laugh despite himself. "Heavens forbid I try to do something nice for you."

Raihan presents you the Applin by going down on one knee and handing you the Pokéball like this is some kind of overdramatic proposal. As a joke, you curtsy in front of him, then take it, and he tenses as he waits for what you have to say.

You stare at it for a while until your eyes sparkle. "Yay! I finally have a dragon! I'll take good care of it, don't worry. Thank you soo much, Rai."

From a faux confident smile, Raihan's cheerful expression drops to a mildly unsure one. Do you... not understand? Awkwardly, he stands up like he got electrocuted and coughs into his hands, resulting in an eyebrow raise from you. Then he resorts to blinking at you like an idiot until he finally mumbles out, "No problem, mate."

For a second he wonders if you'll question him, but then you remember something and let out Applin, Krookodile and Toxicroak all out, holding the tiny apple in your palms. "Listen, Applin's a part of the team now and you gotta deal with it, so be nice or I'll be angry. Like, really mad! Like, soo scary."

They stare at you like they're the villains of the narrative and you're trying to give them a friendship speech, but you still insist on your bullshit. Then, after some silence, Toxicroak nods and goes to whisper something to the other.

"C'mon, promise. Promise. Promise. Promise."

Krookodile considers for a moment and then accepts whatever he had suggested, moving his snoot near your palm to smell Applin while Toxicroak tries his best to pet it carefully. The two exchange expressions of perhaps approval and maybe a hint of self-satisfaction. Raihan wonders what could've possibly changed over the last ten minutes, but figures it's not worth questioning.

At least they're getting along now?

As he has recovered from the psychic damage he just took, Raihan pulls out his Rotom phone with one hand and draws you way too close to him with the other, winking at the camera as usual. Your cheek squishes against his. “Hug Applin in front of the camera so we can all take a selfie. It'll be super cute, I swear."

You're about to comply, but the only photo Rotom snaps is one where Krookodile is pushing Raihan's face out of the way and his nose is so close to the camera everything else is unfocused. Toxicroak throws up a blurry peace sign in the background while you flounder to save Applin from slipping out of your grasp.

___

A few weeks later, you run inside his gym and claim it's very important. He knows it probably isn't, but it's not like he gets that many challengers, so Raihan still humors you. "What's up?"

"Look, you're not gonna believe this," you say before you reveal your surprise, giving him a close-eyed smile. Krookodile and Toxicroak linger around you as usual, though by now Raihan knows he shouldn't let them deter him if he wants this to go anywhere.

Raihan comes face-to-face with a Flapple. He gasps, exaggerating his shock at your revelation. "Woah, that was really fast. You don't fool about, do you?" Then he turns his attention back towards you and gives you his usual wild grin. "He's such a cute little guy now. I say this calls for a celebration!"

When Raihan stands up from where he'd been sitting, you tilt your head, expecting him to tell you what he has in mind. And he plans to, but before that he feels himself lucky enough to go for a hug without Toxicroak stabbing him in the stomach or something silly like that.

He's almost embracing you before Flapple gets between you two and hisses at him. Raihan's hands drop to his sides immediately, and this time the theatrics of his reaction are even more extreme. He clutches his chest and looks away, pretending to cry. "I can't believe you're betraying me."

You twist your lips downwards. "What?"

Why are they ganging up on him?! Despite trying to make a joke out of it, it hurts his feelings that your partners hate him so much, even though he’d never show it. Toxicroak and Krookodile hang around you all the time. They're practically your best friends and, for some reason, they can't stand him. Is he doing something hurtful to you without realizing it? Do they think his personality is rancid? Will he have to get blessings from an over-glorified frog and an edgy crocodile one day? Because if so, that's so not happening.

What's the issue?

Toxicroak and Krookodile seem proud of themselves. Well, at least if your Pokémon love you this much, it means you treat them really well. Not that he doubted that, but it's the only copium he's willing to huff to accept this predicament.

___

It's at some kind of event that Raihan notices your Toxicroak, Krookodile and now even Flapple glaring and hissing and overall trying to drive some other guy away from you. For a second he's relieved he's not the only one they hate, but then he notices the guy is trying to be flirtatious towards you, and though you're not swooning at his attempts, you also don't appear to find him repulsive.

Raihan's face blanks. Oh, of course, it should've been obvious... It's not that there's something wrong with him. Your Pokémon just have a jealousy problem.

As your conversation with him goes on, though, Raihan suddenly deems it a good idea to join. He stands somewhere between the aggressive Krookodile and the creepy Toxicroak he had considered his nemeses not too long ago, while the traitorous Flapple flies near him.

Despite the less-than-thrilled expressions they regard him with when he approaches, Raihan feels a sort of camaraderie with them right now. He doesn't consider himself a possessive man by any means, and it's not like you're dating him yet. Despite that, he can be competitive concerning anything he cares about. He coughs fakely as to announce himself and goes, "Ahem, am I interrupting something?"

"Hi, Rai-Rai!" you greet, waving at him with a smile, and the other guy blushes as he watches you. "You're not interrupting anything."

"Great," he says, choosing to ignore your embarrassing nickname for him for now, clenching and unclenching his fingers in his pockets. "Remember the rematch with Leon I was telling you about? I just wanted to let you know I saved you a front-row seat if you want to come." Of course, he didn't need to announce this since phones exist, but he needed an excuse to interrupt your conversation.

"You're such a show-off," you say, though you're still smiling at him. "You better not lose if you're making me watch."

"I can't lose if my good luck charm's there, so you'd better come," he tells you in a way he believes is suave.

The Unnamed Man, who you almost forgot is still here, unnecessarily asks, "You two know each other...?" like it isn't obvious you do.

"Yeah, we're very close," Raihan confirms with maybe a tad too much enthusiasm. "I gave [Y/n] an Applin as a gift, and it turned into this Flapple, see?" he says as he points at it.

The Unnamed Man, a bit crestfallen, mumbles something under his breath and walks away. At this, you frown. "Well, that was rude," you call after him, but he turned his back on you and you can’t tell if he even registered your reprimanding. A bit disgruntled, you say, "He didn't even tell me his name when he started chatting me up."

Raihan isn't sure you gathered anything important from what just transpired, but Toxicroak gazes up at him with newfound respect and Krookodile looks proud, somehow, and tries to pat him on the back, though his short arm only reaches Raihan's waist. Flapple nuzzles into his cheek. For the first time, he feels happy to have their attention.

Does this mean they're on his side now? He hopes this isn't a 'he thinks he's on the team 😂😂😂' situation.

#raihan x reader #pokemon imagines #pokemon swsh x reader #one shot #raihan imagine

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