A rhythmic shaking woke Ryan from his deep slumber. It reminded him of the one time he had spent the rest of a mission on Chester's back, as he was draped over something warm and furry, but however it was didn't actually smell like the Galarian ponyta. Instead, a blend of worryingly unfamiliar scents filled his nose.

This is odd.

The drowsy eevee groaned as he tried to recall what had happened before he fell asleep. Flickers of a weird, floaty dream flashed before his inner eye, and he recalled reaching Nim's homestead with his team. Had he already spoken with the abra? He opened his eyes a crack, blinking as bright sunlight flooded his senses. After a few seconds, the first outlines of trees, bushes, and flowers emerged from the blurriness. He spotted a narrow dirt trail right behind him, and on it walked a salandit carrying a backpack nearly the size of his own scaly body.

"Wakey-wakey, Ryan," someone purred. "I was already getting worried that you'd never wake up."

Ryan's heart sank to his paws as he recognized that smug voice. He jerked his head around, only to realize that he couldn't move his legs. "W-where am I? What's going on?" he blurted out, attempting to squirm out of whatever was holding his legs, but to no avail. His ankles had been tied together, and his tail had been tied down as well, barely able to budge an inch within his restraints. "Why am I tied up?"

Part of him prayed that there was a good, sensible explanation for his situation, but any remaining hopes were shattered when he looked at the salandit again. He was one of the bandits who had ambushed them! As for the brown fur and long ears of the pokemon carrying him, it had to be the gang's lopunny. Then he finally saw her. An umbreon with a notched ear stepped in front of him, her tail swishing lazily as she inspected him with an awfully toothy grin.

"So many questions. So much confusion. You poor thing, all scared and intimidated," Ayala cooed.

Ryan's heart plummeted even faster, plunging down to the core of Gaia as his mind pieced together the obvious. Once more, he writhed in his constraints, groaning and straining with all his might, but that only made the ropes cut painfully into his skin. "What are you doing!? Let me down!"

The umbreon cocked her head, chewing on her lip as if she was seriously considering his plea. Then she shook her head. "You know what? No," she replied to the laughter of the rest of her gang. "You're far too precious for that, golden boy."

There it was again. The bounty. His chest tightened with panic. "What do you want from me? Where are you bringing me?"

"We're accompanying you to someone who's very interested in meeting you. I don't know what they want with you, but they're paying us well enough not to ask," Ayala explained with a casual waggle of her head.

"You've kidnapped me!" Ryan yowled, his chest growing even tighter.

"I know. We usually don't do that since it's rarely worth the hassle, but for ten thousand pieces of gold? I would even kidnap the first minister for that sum. Right, boys?" Again, the gang joined in their leader's cruel laughter. Only the salandit seemed too burdened with gear to do anything else but huff and wheeze.

"But… I… you… you're evil!" the eevee whimpered, squirming and straining even harder to try and dig a claw into the rope. If it were only a little lower and looser, he could maybe sever it. His attempt was cut short by a painful whack on the butt.

"Cut it out," the lopunny grunted.

"Oi, careful with your passenger, Finn," Ayala barked, whipping the male's legs with her tail. "That holds for everyone here. Our client wants him in tiptop shape, so if I catch anyone laying a single paw on him, they're in deep trouble."

The lopunny didn't have to lay a paw on Ryan anymore anyway, as the eevee stopped writhing and deflated with a distraught groan. He felt helpless. So incredibly, infuriatingly helpless. He couldn't break free; he could barely even move, wrapped up like a piece of meat. He didn't know where he was. He didn't know where they were headed. Did the others know where he was? A glimmer of hope ignited in him. They were probably already on their way to save him!… hopefully. "Y-you know that my teammates are going to find me, right? They're going to kick your butts again, and then you'll have to deal with the rest of the Garnet Paws too."

Ayala looked at him for a stunned second. Then she erupted into roaring laughter. "You seriously think they can help you here? Do you even know where we are? The power of your guild only reaches so far, and we're well beyond that."

"W-what do you mean?" Ryan shook his head. "No! That won't stop them! They'll come for me, and then they'll beat you all up. Just you wait and see." His voice broke, and defiant tears welled up in his eyes.

"I doubt it. They were all deep asleep when we picked you up. Even that stupid zorua," the umbreon replied with cold, sober factualness. She tapped a satchel hanging down her side. "Arceus, I love sleeping powder."

The umbreon's words cut through Ryan's faint hope like a searing knife, and he started to sniffle, but he refused to give up all of his hope. "Nim will know. She knows everything that happens in her realm!"

"No. Nim cannot sense me. Nim can't sense Sickle either, and he's a master of stealth, my little night terror. Who do you think sneaked the sleeping powder past the guards?" Ayala explained, a hint of affection in her crude voice.

"Wasn't even that difficult. Those guys were all blind as zubats," the liepard chuckled.

"And scale brain was the distraction. I'm glad that we didn't actually need him," the gang leader continued, her affection making way for her usual dismissiveness again.

"You'll regret this," Ryan snarled, sluggishly raising his head to look at the umbreon through a blurry veil of tears. "They will still find me."

"Sure they will," Ayala chuckled. Then she moved closer, gazing into his mind and soul with her eerie red eyes. "Now shut that pathetic muzzle and stop whining like a little bitch. Nobody is going to help you, but look on the bright side. You don't need to walk, we're obligated to treat you like a raw egg, and I doubt that whoever is paying such a ludicrous sum of money is interested in harming you. Just see it as an exciting adventure!"

Rage. Hot, blinding rage boiled up inside the eevee. He clenched his paws, yanking one forward as if to claw her, but his ties stopped that from happening, and he only managed to hurl out, "You're a monster! A despicable, hideous monster!"

"If you don't shut up, I will shut you up," the umbreon hissed. "We have a gag for that. And a blindfold."

Her warning proved effective. Ryan choked at the thought of spending the next few hours chewing on a probably used gag. The blindfold didn't make for a much better prospect either, so he bottled up his rage and distress with an agonized frown and did as told, no longer talking, just sniffling softly.

The silence didn't last long. His kidnappers eventually started talking among themselves, casually discussing what they wanted to do with all the gold they would make off of him, but their voices faded into the background as he couldn't stomach listening to that, and the lush vegetation around him became a green blur as he slipped off into his own forlorn thoughts.

However, there was only so much despair and hopelessness Ryan could wallow in, and he still refused to accept his fate, no matter how tight those ropes around his ankles were. It couldn't end like that. It mustn't end like that. His friends would come to save him, Ayala's words be damned! Besides, they could stop him from moving, but they couldn't stop him from scheming how to break free and slip away. If only his ties were a tiny bit looser!

Since Ryan had nothing better to do anyway, he secretly began to tug at his restraints, shifting his paws back and forth slowly enough that nobody would notice. It was rope, so maybe if he was patient, he might be able to wear them out enough to nick it with a claw and maybe even free a paw. Obviously, it would also be best if he weren't draped over the lopunny's shoulder like a bag of berries, but that was a concern for later. They had to put him down at some point, right?

As a welcome side effect, focusing on his restraints helped the eevee forget about time. So much so that he only noticed that the sun was closing in on the horizon when the lopunny carrying him suddenly halted.

"Alright, we've reached the campsite," Ayala announced. "Everybody, drop your stuff here in this clearing. Sven and Sickle, you set everything up. Mirry, you go and inspect the perimeter. Finn and Pip, you come with me."

"Yeah, boss," Finn grunted.

Ryan looked up with a perplexed blink and watched as Finn brought him into a small natural ditch about fifty feet from the clearing. Embraced by overhanging rock faces with only one narrow entrance, it made for a perfect natural prison. Thankfully, the ground wasn't as barren as the walls, as it was covered in fallen leaves from a few small, winding trees that grew out of the cracks in the rock.

"Put him down," the umbreon ordered.

"Yeah, boss," the lopunny grunted, dropping the eevee with a thud before he stretched and rotated his shoulder with a sigh of relief.

"Fuck, Finn, be a little more careful next time," Ayala sighed and rolled her eyes as she stepped in front of the eevee. She inspected him for a moment before she leaned uncomfortably close and stared right into his soul. Then she switched on her nasty grin and shook her head. "Looks like someone can't wait to get out of those restraints, huh?"

"W-what do you mean?" Ryan stammered, instinctively flattening his ears against his skull.

Ayala reached for the ties around his ankles and gave them a firm tug, applying just enough force to pull them off. "Pip?" she growled.

"Yes, Ayala?" the salandit squeaked.

"You didn't tighten the ropes enough," the umbreon snarled.

The salandit waved his hands defensively. "B-but you said I cannot make them too tigh…"

"They still need to be tight enough that he cannot free himself, idiot," Ayala retorted at the ducking salandit. Then she impatiently flicked her tail at him. "Come here and tie him up properly this time."

"Y-yes, Ayala," the salandit muttered and shuffled toward Ryan. Hastily wrapping the rope around the eevee's fetters, he avoided all and any eye contact with him or his boss.

While the salandit was busy, Ayala turned back to Ryan. "As for you, smartass, I recommend against doing this again because every time you do, I'll have him tighten them a little more."

Ryan yelped when Pip finished up his work, tightening his restraints until the rope pushed uncomfortably into his fur, digging into his skin.

"Understood?" Ayala growled.

Ryan furrowed his snout as the umbreon's unpleasant breath washed over his face, but he nodded.

"Good~" the umbreon cooed. Then she turned to the other two males. "Pip, you stay here for the first shift. Make sure he doesn't try anything funny, and remember: Do. Not. Touch. Him. Finn, let's head to the others and help them with the camp. I doubt they're anywhere done yet."

"Yeah, boss," the lopunny grunted.

"But I always get the first shift! Can't someone else—" Pip yammered.

"Maybe if you had tied that knot properly the first time," Ayala cut him off with a dismissive wave of her tail. "Now stop whining. Everybody's gotta pull their weight, and I'm honestly giving you the easiest task here."

"Yes, Ayala," the salandit muttered.

"Good. Now have a good night, you two," the umbreon cooed, flashing the two males a toothy smile before she left the ditch.

Once Ayala and Finn had left, it became so quiet that Ryan heard nothing but the rustling of the leaves in the wind, and the sky above him dipped into a deep blue as the sun set somewhere behind the rocks and trees. The bandit ordered to watch him shuffled toward the exit and just sat there, sulking cross-legged and with his back turned to him. He honestly couldn't have asked for a better opportunity to get back to loosening his bonds, and he started to tug and pull on the painfully tight rope once more. Sadly, the salandit had done a much better job the second time, and it didn't help that the long trek had left him tired and exhausted, even though he hadn't taken a single step.

Not to mention his gnawing hunger. The eevee grimaced as his stomach let out a painful growl so fierce and loud that Pip sat up straight. "W-what was that?"

"My stomach," Ryan groaned. "I haven't eaten anything all day."

"Oh! Right! You were asleep when we stopped for lunch," the salandit replied, rubbing his chin. "Ummmm, I have some hardtack with me, if you want." He opened his backpack, rummaging through it for a moment before he pulled out a few slices of hard, dry bread.

The sight didn't enthuse the eevee, but it was better than nothing. The pit in his stomach was deep enough that even a tasty-looking rock would've made him drool. "Yeah, that will do."

"Okay." Pip nodded, holding out the slices for Ryan.

The eevee looked at him for a perplexed moment. "Y-you know that I'm tied up, right? You're the one who tied me up."

"Oh. Right. Sorry, I…" The salandit shook his head and got up. "I just… it's just… I'm not used to this."

"You're not used to what?" Ryan asked, tilting his head. It wasn't just the salandit's confusion that surprised him, but also the fact that the other male was ragingly erect. Several inches of swollen, nubby tapered cock meat swung outside of his slit, and despite the eevee's predicament, the sight of such a big, juicy cock activated his horny instincts and made him drool even harder.

"We usually never kidnap pokemon," Pip admitted, abashedly tapping the ground with his tail. "You're actually the first one."

Ryan wasn't sure if he should feel honored or even more concerned by that revelation. "Wait, so you have never kidnapped anyone before? Why now? Why me? Am I really that valuable?"

"Yes. You're worth a lot of gold. Like, a lot a lot of gold," the salandit explained, frowning as he spoke. "But Ayala promised that we would only do it this once because it's so, so much that we would be stupid not to do it. Just think about it. That's a thousand… two thousand… many gold pieces for each of us!"

Pip's reasoning didn't make the kidnapping any more acceptable, but the eevee perked up when he noticed just how much the fire type squirmed and pawed the ground. It felt like the salandit might be a lot more accessible than his boss. "But why would anyone pay so much money for an eevee like me?" he asked, even though he had a hunch. It had to be someone who knew much more about him than he did himself.

"I don't know!" Pip blurted out and shrugged, looking Ryan up and down. "You look normal to me, but maybe the guy really likes eevees?"

"Guy?"

Pip's eyes widened, and he clamped his own muzzle shut with one paw. "Oh. Oh no, I'm not supposed to say that. Ayala is going to be even madder if she finds out."

"Why would she?" Ryan replied with a pained chuckle. "It's not like I'm going to tell anyone. I can't. I'm all tied up. And don't you think I have a right to know who you're kidnapping me for?"

The salandit looked at him for a moment, the tip of his tail flicking nervously. He nodded. "I- I guess, yeah. That wouldn't be nice." He bit his lip, eyes unfocused as he thought. "But… but I don't know who he is. Ayala calls him our client, but that's it. And he's rich and lives in Malayaki, but I don't know anything else. Sorry."

"Don't worry about it. It's okay," Ryan sighed. At least he had a name of what was probably their destination, even if he couldn't do much with it yet. Besides, his body kept acting up, his stomach growling, and his loins tingling as he looked at the bread in Pip's hand and his big, throbbing erection. "Anyway, I'm still pretty hungry. Can you untie at least one paw so I can eat?"

"O-oh yeah, right. The food," Pip stammered, looking at the hardtack he was holding. Then he dropped to his knees and grabbed the eevee's restraints, his claws already on the rope when he recoiled. "Wait, no! I cannot untie you."

"Not even just one paw? That's all I need."

"No, sorry, but… I… I mustn't. Ayala would kill me. Sorry, this is such a weird day. First, we kidnapped you, then I was forced to watch you, and now you're hungry…"

"It's fine," Ryan reassured him, trying to keep his voice calm while his heart hammered in his chest. Had the salandit really almost untied him? Luckily, he hadn't taken offense at his bold request. On the contrary, the fire type looked even more sorry that he couldn't help him. "Maybe you can just feed me instead?" the eevee suggested, opening his muzzle with a smile.

"Sure! Sure!" Pip shuffled closer and hastily shoved a piece of hardtack against Ryan's chin.

"What's the big deal with watching me, by the way? It's not like I'm gonna go anywhere," the eevee asked as he plucked the slice of bread from the salandit's claws. He grimaced as it felt and tasted like sawdust, but it was better than nothing. At least it was compensated by a much better view of Pip's delicious dick, and he could smell it too. It caressed his nostrils with an intoxicating concoction of sweet pheromones and a thick, earthy musk like burned leaves that fanned the budding flame of arousal inside him and coaxed out the tip of his own cock.

"Yeah. No. I mean… you're right. This is not about you. Of course, it's easy, but…" Pip huffed and clenched his paw, snapping the other slices of hardtack in half. His features hardened, the sorry expression twisting into a frown. "It's always me! It's always me who gets the first guard shift while the others stay behind and get to have all the fun."

Ryan flinched at the salandit's sudden outburst, especially when a flicker of fire burst from his snout. "I'm sorry to hear that. But at least you only have the first shift, right?"

"Yes, I guess, but what does it matter? When I get to join the others, they're all asleep. They all get to fuck each other while I have to eat alone. It's not fair!" Pip bit his tongue. "Ugh, sorry. I shouldn't complain. Complaining only gets me into more trouble."

Ryan nodded. That explained the salandit's massive boner, and after he stopped talking, the eevee's ears picked up a noise among the rustling of the nightly woods that had become quite familiar to him: moans, grunts, groans, accompanied by distinctly wet plapping. With an empathetic smile, he whispered, "You never get to join the fun?"

The salandit gazed at the rock face with a thousand-yard stare, shakily breathing in and out for almost an entire minute before he shrugged. "I mean, not never never. I last joined two weeks ago, I think. But other than that, there's always something else to do. Guard, fetch firewood, berries… sometimes I don't even have time to take care of this." He gestured weakly at his throbbing pink taper.

Ryan licked his lips as he looked at Pip's fat breeding meat, trying not to drool too openly about it.

Pip stumbled back two steps when he noticed the eevee's horny leer. "S-sorry, I didn't mean to bother you with that."

"It's fine. I've gotten used to it by now," Ryan reassured him. Still ogling the salandit's cock, he tilted his head and started thinking. Pip was so horny and had so little confidence, maybe he could still convince him to untie him if he played his cards right? "You know, that gives me an idea."

"An idea? What kind of idea?" Pip asked with a bashful blink.

"If you can't have fun with the others, why don't we have some fun of our own instead? To make up for it. What do you say?"

"I… uhhh… n-no, I can't. We're not allowed to touch you, and this is… this is even more than touching you," the salandit squeaked, paws pressed against his chest. Yet, his slitted eyes darted down between Ryan's hind legs.

"I know, but I think what she means is that you mustn't hit or hurt me," Ryan reasoned. "After all, you touched me when you tightened my restraints, and that was fine. So why would it be an issue if you touch me when I explicitly ask you to?"

Pip nervously tapped his paws together. "Y-you would let me touch you?"

"Yes. More than that, I'd even let you fuck me. Think about it. You're pent up and horny, and I'm getting really horny too," the eevee responded with a blush on his cheeks, pushing out his butt as much as he could in his restraints. A hot shiver coursed through him as he presented himself to the other male, offering his body as a favor, but that was the best thing he could offer to him at the moment. Besides, the salandit's open-muzzled, eager stare made his heart pound with lustful excitement.

"R-really? You'd let me fuck you? Even though we kidnapped you?" Pip asked, his voice a shaky falsetto. "Are you sure that's a good idea? Ayala really didn't want…"

"Ayala isn't here, is she? If you keep it quiet and gentle, she won't ever know," Ryan cooed. "Just make sure to prepare me because I don't think I can take your huge cock without any preparation~"

Pip ogled him for another moment. Then he nodded with a hungry twinkle in his eyes and whispered conspiratorially, "Yes. Yes, don't worry. I'm gonna be all quiet and gentle. And I'm gonna prepare you really good. Don't worry." His voice cracked with a hushed squeak as he stumbled toward the eevee and dropped behind him.

Ryan tried to turn his head to see what the salandit was doing, but limited by his restraints, he could only make out the edge of his scaled black head. He was tempted to ask Pip already if he could loosen the ropes just for the moment, but he realized that would be pushing his luck. Instead, he exhaled and closed his eyes, trying to keep his nervousness in check while he waited for his partner to get started.

The eevee shivered when Pip's hot breath brushed over his exposed backside, and he let out a subdued groan when the salandit wrapped his paws around his butt, parting his butt cheeks with palpable enthusiasm. "You alright there? You're shaking a lot."

"Y-yes, I'm fine. I just haven't done anything like this before," Ryan replied.

"You've never taken it in the butt before? Are you…"

"No, I mean while being tied up and unable to move."

"Oh. Yeah. Right," Pip muttered, blushing so hard Ryan heard it in his voice.

"But it's fine. Kinda exciting even," the eevee responded, even if he would've rather tried this under less awkward circumstances. "Keep going."

"Okay." Tightening his grip, the salandit bent over the eevee's butt and shoved his snout against his partner's perineum, sampling a curious first whiff. Then he darted out his long, slippery pink tongue and flicked its forked tip across Ryan's backsack, lavishing his swollen, furred orbs with a wet, hot welcome. He gave them another wide, big lick before he dragged his muscle up to his tight pink ring.

Ryan groaned, curling and clenching his paws as Pip netted his pucker with his drooling affection. The stimulation quickly teased the rest of his member out of his sheath, uncovering inch after inch of thick, throbbing pink cock meat. Unable to fit into the gap between his strung-together hind legs, his girth glided along his thighs and all the way to where the rope embraced his ankles, soaking the rough fibers with sticky dabs of pre. His sensitive was so teasingly close to his paws, yet out of reach, but he managed to rock his hips back and forth just enough to grind his legs against his sensitive shaft, alleviating the worst of his burgeoning need.

Soon enough, the salandit also noticed the eevee's low, needy whines and weak humping. He helpfully wrapped his fingers around Ryan's member and stroked it while his tongue continued its dance across his asshole, circling and swirling around the rosy sphincter until every inch was soaked and shining with spit.

Ryan pushed back into his partner's hand with a horny whine. His arousal grew with every stroke and lick, and his mounting lust slowly made him forget about his worries and troubles. No longer was he concerned about his fate or whether he would be rescued or not. Right now, it was only him and his very accommodating warden, and as his discomfort dissipated, his legs relaxed in their restraints and his tailhole loosened up, slackening in anticipation of Pip's thick, nubbed pecker. First, however, his partner treated him to a deep tonguing, casually slipping his whole taster into his dilating ring.

The eevee let out a soft moan as Pip's tongue brushed against his prostate, and he barely managed to contain his voice when it squirmed and lashed around even deeper inside him. The fire type worked his ass with little aim, but all the greater fervor as he spit-lubed his insides with his hot drool, and the hint of poison and pheromones that laced his saliva intensified the stimulation into a mind-melting storm.

"Oh wow, you're going really deep. It tingles so much, and it feels so good," Ryan whined, his own twitching taper spurting a rope of pre over his bound paws. "M-more. Keep going."

Pip chuckled between wet, slobbery slurps and thrust his tongue as deep as he could until his lips rested flush against the eevee's backside, his sharp, jagged teeth teasing his supple skin. A few more seconds of wild, fervent tongue thrusting transpired. Then he pulled back with a sloppy smack and sigh. "Wow, that was great. You're really fun. All squirmy and trembly and tasty," he said with an avid grin. "Much more fun than the others. They never get this excited about getting licked."

Perhaps because they weren't eager for the salandit shoving his huge, nubby dick up their ass, Ryan assumed, but thanks to his sessions with Lumi and Nim, he had no trouble with that prospect. On the contrary, getting his insides stretched by that big psychic strap-on had been great fun, so getting to experience a real cock as big as that toy boosted his anticipation even more. One step closer to taking Chester…

The eevee's chest tightened as he thought of the gorgeous Galarian ponyta. He really had to find a way out of this predicament, and his best shot at that involved the distracted salandit behind him. Making bedroom eyes at the other male, he purred, "Yeah, it was amazing, but the fun is just getting started. Come on, aren't you going to fuck me now?"

"Oh yeah, right!" the salandit babbled, as if he had forgotten about his raging erection, and stumbled on top of the tied male. 

"Just be gentle, okay?" Ryan gasped as the fire type pushed his huge, tapered rod between his butt cheeks. "I haven't taken many cocks as big as yours yet."

"Of course! I'll be as gentle as a… gentleman."

It didn't take Pip long to locate the eevee's loosened tailhole. With a soft grunt, he slipped his tip inside and thrust deeper with tender force.

Ryan let loose an unsteady groan as Pip's tapered glans parted his asshole. Already, it was thicker than Lumi's petite pecker, and while the blunt tip of Nim's toy had been bigger, it couldn't remotely match the intense heat and powerful throbbing. Not to mention the nubs. The small, meaty barbs rubbed his sensitive ring and insides in ways he had never felt before, amplifying the stimulation into a tingling rush as they slipped inside. His groan rose into a wet, high-pitched whine when his partner's girth reached his prostate, squeezing and grinding against it while the salandit pushed deeper still.

"Ah, you're really tight," Pip gasped, matching the eevee's high-pitched squeak as he sank the last few inches inside him. "Wow. You have such a tight, perfect ass."

"F-fuck, you're big," Ryan moaned.

"This is so good! I'm gonna cum in no time," the salandit warbled and wrapped his arms around his tied partner's flanks, hugging him tightly against his warm, scaly body. Then he pulled back.

A mighty jerk raced through Ryan as all those fun, fleshy barbs on Pip's cock suddenly stood up. Moving against the grain now, they no longer just pressed against his sensitive inner walls, but dragged across them, and he could feel them hooking into his asshole, tugging on it before slipping free. It didn't hurt, but the intense surge of stimulation drove tears of overstimulation into his eyes, glistening trails streaming down his cheeks as he let out a guttural squeal. Blinded by the most pleasant discomfort of his life, he only managed to muffle himself after his cry had already slipped out. "Oh wow. Oh fuck! It's so much. C-careful, Pip."

"Sorry! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to go so fast," the salandit blurted out. "It's just… your butt feels so good. And all the clenching…"

"N-no, it's fine. Don't stop. It's great. This is just what I need right now," Ryan groaned, his cock twitching and pulsing against his hind legs as it oozed more sticky pre onto his ties. "But please, take it slow. I'm not used to something so big. And with nubs like that."

"Oh, okay. Don't worry. I'll go slow," Pip reassured him once again, clumsily patting his side before he thrust forward with restrained force.

Ryan burst into another wet moan, and within a few slow, deep thrusts, he lost himself completely in the lewd rhythm, his mind taken up by wave after wave of pleasure. The stimulation scrambled away all his thoughts, all his worries, and all his dread. For a blissful moment, the events of yesterday and the past became as meaningless as what awaited tomorrow, next week, and in his future.

Although Pip had promised to take things slowly, he struggled to contain his lust. His grunts and hisses grew more laborious with every thrust, and his paws clenched ever more tightly around the eevee's fur. "Ah, it's been so long. This is so good," he gasped under his breath before he thrust a little faster, and harder, and faster still.

Ryan didn't ask to slow his partner down, though. This was exactly what he needed. As the fire type worked himself into a rutting frenzy, the ever-growing rush of stimulation kept his mind suspended in carefree bliss, and while he tried to keep his voice down, his control over his body was slipping. Subdued mewls turned into open whines, and soon guttural moans as the salandit's fat, swollen cock stretched his guts, bulged his taut belly, and squeezed his prostate, as his heavenly, meaty barbs rubbed, stroked, and tugged on his ring and channel to amplify his pleasure with flashes and bursts of pure delight.

"Fuck! Yes! So good! So tight!" Pip's needy voice rang in the eevee's ears as he bent further over him, holding him with his clawed hands and drooling onto his neck fur while he hammered him. There was no restraint left as the pent-up male slammed his cock in and out of his hole, pounding him with such fervor that wet slaps echoed across their rocky ditch. "Getting close! Gonna cum!"

Ryan squeaked in surprise as the salandit shoved his snout against his neck and chomped his scruff, pinning him down as he erupted with a throaty groan. His cock started flexing and twitching vigorously inside him, bucking like an unruly mudbray while it engorged even more. All those divine fleshy nubs and barbs stiffened and stood up, pushing even deeper into his sensitive channel, only for Pip to keep going, pulling out, thrusting in, fucking him with half the speed but twice the fervor, and his voice swelled into a resounding howl, overwhelmed by a blinding storm of stimulation.

Normally, Ryan would've dug his paws into the bed he was on, clutching and kneading the sheets as he was yanked toward the edge by Lumi's knot, but this was different. No matter how much he bucked and squirmed, his restraints and the male on top of him didn't budge an inch, and while he clenched his paws so hard it hurt, the unmistakable smell of dust and dirt filled his flared nostrils. He was strung up like a piece of meat, getting used by some dumb bandit and stuffed with the first squirts of his thick, lava-like cum. The liquid was so hot that his insides became numb and tingly, yet the warmth radiating throughout his belly was exhilarating as he grasped what he had become on the verge of his own rapidly approaching orgasm: fuck meat.

The eevee was fuck meat right now, but instead of crashing him out of his bliss, it fired him up even more. As the climaxing salandit fucked him with merciless, insatiable lust, his knot slipped out of his sheath and his own swollen cock started twitching, tensing, flexing furiously. His sack tightened and clenched, and with a heavy, guttural groan, he spurted thick, gooey ropes across the ground, painting the cover of fallen leaves with his sticky essence.

Ryan's explosive eruption finally put an end to Pip's mindless pounding. Getting squeezed and milked by the eevee's asshole, he collapsed onto his trembling body and tightened his embrace around him to flood his guts with his massive, backed-up load and his ears with more horny grunts and growls. "Oooh, it's been so long. Finally. This feels so good."

Meanwhile, the eevee's climax started to ebb as nothing stimulated his cock or knot, and his orgasmic writhing made him all the more aware of the uncomfortably tight ropes around his tail and ankles. There wasn't much he could do about it than whimper and groan as his pleasure dissipated faster than he would've liked, but at least he didn't have to tell Pip about it, as the salandit realized his partner's awkward situation all on his own — eventually.

"O-oh gosh, are you okay, Ryan?" the fire type stumbled out, his tongue still heavy from his fading climax as he dragged himself up and pulled back. "I didn't mean to get so carried away. I'm sorry, but it's just… your butt feels so good, and I've… I've not had any relief in days."

Ryan took a deep breath, collecting his scattered thoughts. Then he shook his head with a strained smile. "It's fine. You didn't do it as gently as you promised, but it still felt amazing. There's just one small thing I'd like to ask from you." He smacked his lips as he wondered how to ask his warden to loosen his restraints. Not only because he wanted to escape and felt like his chances were best while Pip was still drunk on bliss and feeling sorry for breaking his promise, but simply because it hurt.

"Y-yeah, sure! What do you need?" the salandit asked hastily.

Ryan opened his muzzle, but he was interrupted by a bellowing bark that made his blood run cold.

"What the fuck, Pip? I know that you've got wool for brains, but I was sure that you were smart enough to understand a simple, basic command like: Don't. Touch. The. Fucking. Eevee!" Ayala's gruff voice blared across the nightly woods. White hot fury was written all over her face, her eyes narrow as she bared her teeth at the hastily retreating salandit.

"B-but he told me it's fine!" Pip defended himself with a weak whimper, arms raised in a feeble attempt to protect himself from the umbreon's wrath. "He told me it's fine if I tou…"

"And if he told you to cut his ties, you would've done that too? Huh? It's still me who gives the commands here, and if I tell you to keep your filthy paws away from him, you keep your filthy paws away from him. End of discussion," Ayala growled and stepped beside the shaking fire type to give him a forceful whack with her tail. Doing so gave Ryan the briefest glimpse of her backside, just enough to reveal her dripping pussy and asshole, a suspiciously goopy white streak netting her inner thigh. "I think I'm going to cut your share of the bounty in half. Now get up and lug your useless ass to the camp. You're done guarding him."

"But Ayala, I promise I won't…" Pip squeaked.

"Go already, you idiot, before I reduce your reward even further," the umbreon commanded. Then she turned her head and nodded. "Sickle, would you be so kind as to keep watch over our precious guest?"

"With the greatest pleasure, Ayala," the liepard cooed as he peeled himself out of the shadows and dropped beside her with silent grace. He gave his boss a wink and lick. "I'll see you in the morning~"

Meanwhile, Pip shuffled out of the rocky pit with his tail between his legs. One last time, he turned around to shoot Ryan the sorriest, most miserable look before he sighed and left before Ayala encouraged him with another whack of her tail.

Only the cold, eerie whistling of the wind remained once the salandit and umbreon had left. Sickle didn't say a single word. He just glared at Ryan with a dismissive sneer before he curled up and looked up at the starry sky.

Ryan didn't say anything either. Getting caught in the act had twisted his stomach in his chest, and watching Pip get punished twisted it even more until he was feeling so sick that he wasn't hungry anymore. He had wasted his opportunity. He had ruined what little reputation he had. He had fumbled the budding beginning of what could've been a useful friendship, and he choked when all of the day's dread rushed back into his mind, suffocating the last of his fading bliss.

The eevee cast one more glance at the liepard, but he doubted that he would be nearly as receptive to him as Pip. If at all. Then he closed his eyes and tried not to think about his increasingly inevitable fate, instead comforting himself with the thought of being rescued by Lily, Lumi, and Chester. Or some other Garnet Paws, somehow, until he finally drifted into a restless sleep.