Cooldown

Cooldown
A Pokeboy Story by HunterBlackLuna

The dangers of a Central American summer were well known to the citizens of the American Union, surely; the heavy humidity and tropical climate was a good teacher in proper hydration and skin care. Even traveling from town to town in the wild country south of the Union’s fortified border, often a hike of no more than a day or two, could beat a person down without mercy. The heat was like being smothered with relentless power, sapping strength and enthusiasm.

Aiesha Shepard had gotten some remarks from her friends about her plans to evolve her Kishi into a Frozhi, of course. An Ice-type, in this sort of climate? Not only did that verge on abusive, since the poor creature would be continuously out of his element, but during battles he was sure to lose strength quickly. She hadn’t paid them much heed, however, having thought only of the benefits of an Ice-type.

She still needed to keep him in his Ball most of the time, though, just for his own comfort, and so she ended up hauling her pack and bedroll all by herself as she entered the small town of Mercury. The Tamer wore as skimpy an outfit as she could, which was quite revealing, showing off her natural gifts; thick curves and a huge bust that strained her tight, sweat-drenched shirt and denim shorts. Her hair and skin were both dark brown, hair cut short and still curly and messy. Her face was good at hiding emotion, and at most times she looked apathetic about the world, but now, with barely enough strength to drag herself towards the town hospital, her weariness showed through.

The newcomer attracted some attention from the villagers, especially given her looks, but she was so tired that she barely had the energy to blush, already feeling like her face was on fire from the heat. Even a group of Cowboys hanging out in front of a shop, naked from the waist up and rippling with muscle, didn’t do more than draw a few glances before she pressed on.

The Nurse Bridget grinned widely as he saw her enter the pressurized Pokecenter lobby and let out a sigh, feeling glorious air conditioning and almost collapsing on the spot. “Welcome, Milady,” He said, waving to her. “You look very tired. Maybe you should take a seat?”

“I’ll be fine,” Aiesha lied dully, leaning against the counter. “Just take a room if you’ve got one.” If they didn’t, she thought, she would go on a rampage across the town, but luckily for everyone around her, the Center had plenty of vacant rooms and soon she was sprawled out in a cold, dark room on a cold, dark bed, mood finally improving.

After some amount of time, and possibly a nap, she managed to summon the strength to grab her Pokeboy’s Ball and click it open, unleashing an explosion of light. When it cleared up, a mighty warrior appeared. Standing a good three meters tall encased in a big layer of ice, he was certainly imposing, but even when he dismissed his armor to reveal beautiful white fur over a muscled, rippling body, he was quite a sight. His head was shaped like a fox and he sported the ears and tail to match, all styled in arctic camo that would serve him no good in America. He was rightfully proud of his power and attractiveness, and also fiercely devoted to Aiesha. “Thank you for sparing me the ordeal, Mistress, although as I’ve said before, I don’t really think it was necessary.”

“I barely lived, “Ai replied, “Ric, if you had gone out there you’d melt.” Ricardo shook his head, a bit annoying that his Mistress kept underestimating his fortitude. He was mostly just worried about her, though, watching her pant and sweat even in the comfortably air-conditioned room.

Perhaps he could do something to help her out. Luckily, this room sported a small fridge in a corner, and a check revealed a few full trays of ice cubes. “Mistress, I haven’t been tamed in five days.”

“I know, I’m sorry,” She replied, voice barely having any power at all. “I just… maybe I’m coming down with something. Hell, it’s probably just this heat. Summer sucks… Can you wait a while longer?”

Ricardo shook his head, removing a tray and slowly making his way over to the bed. “I won’t need to, Mistress. Try and hold still.” Before she could ask a question, he leaned down, and took her mouth in a rough and cold kiss that chilled her entire face marvelously. At the same time, he took a single ice cube and placed it on her neck, the sensation forcing her eyes open and making her shudder. It was definitely nice once she got used to the shock, and, continuing to kiss his beloved Mistress, Ric slowly began to push the cube down towards the steep valley in her chest, smirking slightly.

In the same manner, he placed a second cube on her stomach, and started to trail it southwards. It began to melt just by skin contact, leaving a trial of cold water that felt similar to the Boy’s tongue when he licked her like that, effectively simulating at least three of his mouths at once. Of course, he didn’t stop there, applying more ice and placing them in her most sensitive areas, making sure she had no heat to complain about. She was trapped, helpless against even one hand holding her down, and only struggling slightly now, enjoying the experience.

Her clothes were so skimpy he didn’t even have to remove them, just placing the cubes inside, making sure one came to rest in the sticky valley between her thighs, melted water impossible to see around the sweat. After he had finished his little treatment, he’d have to drag her into the shower for some fun in there; she was far too sweaty, after all.

Aiesha had hated it when her little brothers had stuck ice cubes down her shirt, but now that her cold Boy was doing it, she felt like she was in heaven, and tried to moan around his mouth, eyelashes fluttering.

When Ric had exhausted the entire tray and probably chilled his Mistress enough, he decided to get serious, mounting her backwards and saying, “Now I’m going to cool you down from the inside,” Laying flat atop her and finding his head directly above her poor, soaked, overused shorts. He slid them off, enormous erection right in his Mistress’ face, and after a few seconds of hesitation, she wrapped her lips around the head. This provoked a deep, rumbling groan from the Boy that she felt from his broad chest, and made her giggle, which only gave him further pleasure, cock twitching. As with every part of him, it was cold, and sucking on it always reminded her pleasantly of a popsicle.

She was, by this time, revitalized and totally in the mood, delighting in sucking hard upon her Boy, until he started to press into her with his tongue, a sharp stab of cold in her burning core that made her cry out. Ric wasn’t one for subtlety, and he took what he wanted, which, in this case, was as much of his Mistress as he could reach. His tongue ruled over her from inside, exploring, everywhere it touched chilled but not numbed.

Aisha was still worn ragged but did her best, taking more and more of his enormous endowment into her mouth, fighting her gag reflex and trying to mold her mouth to him with each pleasurable twitch. His stamina was incredible, even though he had been longing for a good Taming, and he held it in for what seemed like forever. This only annoyed his Mistress and made her suck harder, trying to milk him dry before-

A single sudden movement brought the ice fox’s long, skilled tongue right to the tip of her most precious spot, and her mind burst into tiny bits, lungs screaming as every muscle tensed and she came onto her Boy’s face. He didn’t even seem to hesitate, though, ignoring his own body and continuing to lick and penetrate, trying to keep up with the bucking of her hips.

She laid there for a while, gasping, letting her Boy continue to lap her up, but his needy cock motivated her and she took him again, using her hand on the base, which she simply couldn’t handle, and wearing away at him. Now that she had reached her peak at least once, Ric wasn’t trying as hard to hold back, and couldn’t even warn his Mistress that a rush of cold seed was coming. Ai tried to swallow, coughed, but managed, still clamped around his cock, which had only gotten a bit smaller and still seemed eager for more.

After some immeasurable time in the dark, both of them came so much, and finally ended up piled up together on the bed, both tired and panting. Aisha was almost about to pass out, though, whereas her Ice-type would recover in a few minutes. Although he wasn’t really the snuggling type, Ric just knew that was what his Mistress loved, both physically and emotionally, and so he covered her with his body, breathing softly and occasionally kissing her neck.

Aiesha was indeed about to slip off to a wonderful, peaceful sleep, but he shook her lightly and rumbled not her ear, “Mistress. You need a shower… or a bath, first. Allow me to help you.” That offer was so enticing she nearly sprang up and headed for the bathroom, reflecting for a few moments on how lucky she was to have her Frozhi.

Author’s Note-
Although everything I write should be, as a matter of course, considered to be dedicated to Mini-Eden-sama, the best person ever, this one is especially for her as a humble present.

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