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How… humiliating…
If the rest of the team had ANY idea of where he was right now… ANY idea of not only the opportunity for sabotage that he had right now, but also the fact that he wasn’t going to make any moves to. Maxie adjusted his glasses, clearing his throat and looking around the Team Aqua hideout. Usually, the submarine bay would be bustling with Grunts, ferrying boxes around pointlessly in order to avoid being assigned a tougher job. From what he’d heard, Archie was pretty rough on them, always making sure there was always something for them to do. He always had been a more “hands-on” person. Maxie rather left the ordering of subordinates to his Admins. That was their job after all. He had more important things to do. In any other situation, he would scold Archie, give him a piece of his mind, tell him that he should manage his authority better. But… now might not be the best time.
He shifted on his feet, recalling the situation; he’d been strolling along the beach, taking a rare but much needed break from his computers. The fresh air was pleasant, he had to admit, and the evening wind brought the salty sea air washing over him. It was almost inviting. But it was still the ocean. He had stood atop a small cliff to regard to massive expanse of water. Arceus, how he hated it. All he needed was for his plans to fall into place, and he’d be rid of the big wet nothing for good. He had been about to turn and make his way back to his Grunts waiting in the van, when the rocks underneath his feet began to crumble. Without even time to call out, the small cliff slipped away and he felt himself begin to fall. Luckily he was far enough out from the beach that he only scraped himself on some rocks as he tumbled into the ocean. Unfortunately, the sheer shock of the fall and sudden submergence, he began to panic. His head began to swim (haha) and his vision began to blur as he flailed around pathetically to try and keep himself up above the waves. Seawater was causing his cuts to burn, the pain causing his hold on consciousness to slip even further. He barely registered the fish Pokemon swarming around him, staring at him with their disgusting bulbous eyes. He barely registered the splash of something else falling into the water. He barely registered the intensely muscled arm wrap around his midriff, pulling him back up towards the surface, towards the Sharpedo shaped submarine.
That was all he could remember. Even getting out of the submarine had been a strange blur. But now he found himself standing beside the docking bay, waiting for… well he didn’t know. He sniffed and adjusted his glasses again as he watched the hatch open. The lithe yet burly form of Archie emerged from the submarine, stretching out as he did so. The cold lights from the docking bay reflected off his skintight wetsuit that clung impossibly to every one of his muscles. He flashed a sharktoothed grin at the redhead.
“Well? Anythin’ ye ‘ave to say?”
Maxie merely glared at him. Archie chuckled.
"Aren' ye lucky I 'appened to be in the area?" He continued to flash that cocky grin at him
"Yes, quite" Maxie fixed him with a steely glare in response, "and you took me back to... Your ...base for... what reason?"
Archie kicked the hatch shut as he stood atop the submarine, hands on his hips.
"It's my submarine" he replied squarely.
Maxie gave him and the sub a glance over and adjusted his glasses.
"Well, your parking certainly matches you. Rough and incompetent"
Archie surveyed his parking. He was adrift in the best centre of the docking bay, nowhere near any of the platforms.
"Ah.." he shrugged, "no big deal. I like to disembark this way anyway"
And without any prompting, he dived headfirst into the water. Maxie watched, disgusted but surprised, as the muscled man cut through the water effortlessly and pulled himself out easily on the platform next to him. He couldn't help but move his eyes all over him as he regarded all the drops of water dripping down every single muscle. Eventually his eyes snaked upwards and he caught Archie's, what could only be described as a shit-eating grin. Maxie sniffed and turned away.
"I don't understand how you willingly put yourself through that. Fully clothed"
"My clothes are made for it" Archie stretched the shiny fabric with his fingers before widening his grin further and leaning in, "why? Would ye rather I not wear anythin'?"
Maxie could feel his face begin to get warm as the larger man drew closer to him. He could feel his hot breath on his face, which had an inadevertant effect of the rest of him beginning to realise just how cold he was. He began to shiver involuntarily. Archie noticed this and his grin faltered a bit.
"Yers 'owever, are not for swimmin'"
Maxie's jumper, thermals and trench coat were completely drenched in sea water. And now, standing here in a damp, dingy cave, the cold was permeating every layer of thick wool. Archie regarded the sodden, sulking man in front of him. He shook his head before planting a gloved hand firmly on Maxie’s shoulder.
“Come on, this way” he pushed the smaller man’s shoulder gently, steering him towards the door.
Despite his shivering, Maxie relented.
“Are you out of your mind? You’re going to make me go through enemy territory, soaking wet, for what? You’re own enjoyment?”
Archie rolled his eyes.
“Actually, I was gonna take ye to my private corridor that goes straight to my room, no fuss, no other people. But if ye wanted me to make ye take it all off, right here right now…”
He pulled at Maxie’s coat collar.
“Then march ye through the service corridor, where aaaaall the grunts ‘ang out…”
He tapped Maxie’s glasses gently with his finger.
“Where everyone can see everythin’” he whispered in his gravelly tone.
Maxie shivered again, this time not from the cold, and stifled a gulp. Maxie grinned and patted his shoulder again.
“It could be arranged. But then again, I’d probably get Matt to do that. ‘e likes to make examples of people”
He extended his hand as if to say ‘this way’, and strode off down a side corridor. Maxie grimaced, lowering his head to hide his blush, and pulling his coat tighter around him to both try to keep himself warm, and also to hide the tightness in the crotch of his trousers.
Archie held the door open for the smaller man, who stepped quickly down a surprisingly dry, sleek, monochrome corridor. Blue sconces lined the walls, spreading blue light out over the pair. It felt better now sheltered from the wind, but the water had seeped through every thick layer of his outfit. He tried to quell his shivers with a steely expression, but the grimace just enabled his teeth to chatter together. The door to Archie’s room slid open with a gentle hiss, revealing his quarters. It was quite modest; a selection of black furniture, a few lamps with a gentle flowing design, a lush blue bed and of course, a very large aquarium.
“Delightful” Maxie grunted.
“Bathroom’s over there” Archie nodded towards a door across the room, “there’s a warm shower in there”
“Oh very funny, you think I’m going to fall for that? Go, defenceless into a small room, where you can…”
“Yeah, yeah, yeah, whatever,” Archie rolled his eyes, and pushed past, “I don’t ‘ave time for yer Arceus-fersaken nonsense. I’ll take the shower”
He swaggered over to the bathroom. Maxie could hear the sound of a zip being undone as the larger man entered the bathroom.
“Just use the blanket on the bed” he called out as the water started falling.
Maxie’s eyes drifted to the bed and the surprisingly cushy blanket. It was incredibly soft. Just holding it made his hands a lot warmer. He glanced around quickly before slipping off his trench coat. He laid it near the radiator in the corner to allow it to dry. This quickly spiralled into him pulling off every article of soaking clothing, down to his thick woollen socks. Now free from his drenched clothing, he wrapped the blanket around him. Instantly he began to feel so much more comfortable, warmth returning to his pale skin. Enveloped by the blanket, Maxie let his legs fall out from underneath him, and he collapsed onto the sofa.
“Find everythin’ alright?” Archie called out from the bathroom.
“Mmm I guess you do have some use after all” Maxie mumbled
“Is tha’ right?”
“Says more than your parking does”
“Oh yeah?”
“And I guess your moronic obsession with water at least doesn’t inhibit your taste in fabrics, although I seriously doubt you picked this yourself. I’m sure Shelley did it for you”
“Yer jus’ so full of interesting things t’ say aren’t ya?”
Maxie closed his eyes and smiled, leaning back against the sofa slightly.
“Someone’s got to be”
“Such a smart mouth ye ‘ave”
Maxie felt a hand on his shoulder, spinning him around. His eyes snapped open, and his eyes drifted upwards. A very naked Archie towered above him, fresh out of the shower. Water droplets dripped off his shining, tanned skin. The light glinted off the water sitting on his various scars obtained from battles with sea creatures and people alike, and twinkled off the gold bars that pierced each nipple. Maxie’s eyes drifted over his bulging muscles from years of swimming, and over his hairy torso – the bushy hair of his raised armpits, his thick pecs, trailing down to a bulky, toned stomach, down towards the lush trail at his crotch that poked out over the top of the towel he still held at his waist. Above him, Archie smirked.
“Shall we put it to better use?”
Maxie gulped. Archie reached one hand out, and caressed the ginger hair of the man on the sofa.
“Is that what ye want?” he purred.
Maxie felt himself nodding before he could even think properly. It was almost as if he’d been wanting this for years. His entire body now felt hot, and his eyes fixated on the towel draped lazily over the growing monolith beneath the towel in front of him. He let the blanket slip down his chest, sending goosebumps flowing over his skin, catching on his own cock, which had been hard long before now. Archie’s hand slid round until he was caressing Maxie’s chin.
“Then ye’d better open wide”
Licking his lips to prevent over-salivation, Maxie complied. His jaw fell open as the towel fell away from Archie’s crotch, revealing his long, thick dick to him. His balls hung down behind it, heavy and waiting for him. Archie slid his thumb into Maxie’s willing mouth, running it over his tongue that he pre-emptively stuck out.
“Good boy”
He wrapped a thick hand around his equally thick cock and gave it a single pump. A bead of precum squeezed out, and Maxie began to breath faster, tongue protruding further to try and catch that sweet drop. Above him, Archie chuckled. His hand on Archie’s face slid round to the back of his head again, and pushed it gently forwards. Finally, Maxie was within reach of his rival’s dick. As his warm tongue pressed against the head, Archie hissed slightly and the cock twitched, oozing out slightly more precum. The salty flavour washed over Maxie’s whole mouth, causing him to lose what little inhibition he had. His mouth slid forwards, taking it in inch by inch. The thick cockhead slid further into his mouth, over his tongue and towards his throat. Archie let out a shaking breath as Maxie’s mouth wrapped around his shaft, gently taking in more, and clenching around it. He was surprised at how far it was going.
“Yeahhh, take it all…” he murmured, as Maxie began to swallow around his cock.
Maxie could feel the head pushing further back, until he couldn’t take it anymore and he was forced to gag. Archie slid out slightly, giving him some time to readjust. Tears begin to sting Maxie’s eyes behind his glasses, and he reached up to take them off. He threw them aside and ran his hand up Archie’s furry thighs, over his Sharpedo tattoo.
“Ye need a break already?” Archie asked.
Maxie shook his head, still gasping for breath slightly.
“Again…” he gasped.
Archie grinned and complied. He readjusted his stance, sliding his cock back into Maxie’s waiting mouth. He didn’t wait this time. He pushed his cock in faster, sheathing it into Maxie’s throat like it was made for him. He slid in and out, getting further in with every thrust. Every time he pushed in, he could feel Maxie swallow around him, gagging slightly. His cock was quickly coated with layers of saliva that leaked out of the Magma leader’s mouth, dripping down onto his heavy ballsack.
“Fuuuuuck…” Archie moaned, pushing on Maxie’s head and meeting each push with a thrust.
Maxie was in heaven. He could feel every vein on Archie’s dick as it pushed against his lips. Very soon, he felt the tickle of the Aqua leader’s pubes at the end of his nose. He moaned in ecstasy and rubbed his hands all over the exposed skin that he could reach. His own cock twitched as he pushed further, burying his nose in Archie’s soft pubes. His nostrils were filled with a mix of fresh soap and the larger man’s strong musk, and he felt his balls rest gently against his chin.
“There, ain’t that a better use of yer mouth? Looks so much better this way”
Maxie could only gargle. He ran his hands up Archie’s back and round to his pecs. They filled his hands with squishy muscle, which he took delight in squeezing. His hands knocked against the gold nipple piercings, and he couldn’t hold himself back from giving them a gentle tug.
“Oh fuck yeah, ye know just how to get me going, ye know that?”
His hands slid up the back of Archie’s swimmer legs, squeezing every inch of muscle up onto his thick, fleshy ass.
“When yer ready, just give the signal” Archie purred, “yer doing so well, ya good boy”
He trailed a hand down Maxie’s smooth back, causing the hairs on the back of the smaller man’s neck to stand on end.
“Mmmph” Maxie groaned.
With the cock still sliding into his throat, he gave Archie’s ass a slap and a squeeze. His cheeks were muscled, but so, so soft.
“Heh, already? Well, brace yerself…”
He pulled his cock out of Maxie’s mouth. Maxie felt empty, tongue still hanging out, on his hands and knees on the sofa. The blanket had slipped off entirely, leaving him entirely exposed to Archie, all worries about being vulnerable in an enemy base forgotten. Archie slid both hands up Maxie’s pale back, round the side of his neck to the back of his head. He leant down to bring his lips to Maxie’s. The two kissed deeply, Archie tasting his own precum from Maxie’s mouth. He pulled away, biting Maxie’s lip as he left. He fixed the ginger man with a devilish gaze. Maxie gazed back, eyes heavy lidded, face red, and mouth agape.
“Cause I ain’t goin’ easy”
Maxie slapped Archie’s ass harder.
“Fucking fuck my face” he panted.
Archie growled fiercely, feeling like a Mightyena that had just caught sight of his prey. He took a hold of Maxie’s hair, gripping it tight. With one more look at the delightfully submissive leader underneath him, he rammed his cock back into his throat.
It nearly caught Maxie off guard – the thick shaft re-entering his throat at such speed. All he could do was let his throat go slack to accommodate the girth that penetrated him. Archie gripped his hair tight, and used his mouth. He began to fuck his throat as hard as he could, pulling his hair to lever Maxie’s head back and forth in time with his heavy thrusts. His balls banged against his chin, and his nose was pretty much always buried in his pubes. Maxie gripped onto Archie’s ass for dear life. Above him, Archie began to let out ragged breaths as he grew ever closer to his climax.
Half a minute more of this hard thrusting, Archie pulled his sopping cock out of Maxie’s mouth. Maxie gasped for breath, arms and legs shaking from propping himself up.
“Flip over” he ordered.
Maxie wiped his mouth of the saliva that dripped down his lips.
“Make me” he managed to splutter out.
Archie grit his teeth in a gleeful smirk and grabbed the smaller man’s torso. He was easily able to flip him over, positioning him at the edge of the sofa so that his head hung down, mouth the perfect height to receive more of Archie’s generous length. Now on his back, Maxie’s thinner cock sprung up and jutted out from the little patch of well-kept hair at his crotch. The head pulsed gently, slick from the endless stream of precum that seemed to pour from the slit. Maxie groaned and slung a hand round to squeeze his aching cock. Archie saw this and immediately grabbed onto Maxie’s upper arms.
“Uh-uh, none of that” he pulled Maxie’s arms back, restricting him from touching anything, “only way yer gonna cum is with my cock in yer throat”
Maxie couldn’t do anything but nod pitifully. Archie ghosted his nails along Maxie’s pale front, stopping briefly to tease his nipples. He grinned as he ran his fingers around the goosebumps that sat around the circumference of each of Maxie’s nipples, and then flicked the erect tips. He delighted in the involuntary twitch and gasp that Maxie let out. He took his dick in hand, and brought it over Maxie’s upturned face.
“Want it?” he taunted.
Maxie gulped.
“Mmmwant it…”
“Goooood”
He slapped his cock against Maxie’s mouth, prompting him to open wide again. Pleased with the invitation, Archie slipped himself into his warm hole again. From this angle, he could slide in so easily. It sent shivers down Archie’s spine and through his crotch as he saw the bulging outline of his cock slide down Maxie’s throat. He just watched it go back and forth, losing himself in the sight of him fucking his rival. Maxie groaned and kept swallowing around the dick, prompting Archie to thrust deeper. Archie sheathed himself fully into Maxie again, balls resting atop Maxie’s nose for a moment.
“Arceus-fucking damn, I’m gonna fuck yer throat till I shoot all my load down yer throat” Archie grit his teeth.
Maxie groaned and grabbed with his hands until they found Archie’s plump ass again and squeezed. Archie took the hint and pulled on his underarms so that he could fuck him harder. Maxie relaxed his throat as much as he could to let Archie just go to town on him. The feeling was insane – Maxie had just lost himself to pleasure, letting himself be absolutely and utterly used. Should he just disband Team Magma? He could just let that old life go and just give himself up to be Archie’s personal toy. He could wait in here all day, waiting until Archie needed to let off some steam and then he could service him any way possible. Maybe he’d let the rest of the team use him too… he certainly did want to see what that hunky mountain Matt had underneath that uniform.
A particularly forceful thrust brought him back to reality. Archie’s thrusts had become ragged, his breath heavy and raspy.
“Yer’d better get ready… I’m fucking close…!”
Maxie groaned again, gripping Archie’s tight ass, feeling the cheeks tense up as he wriggled his tongue over the invading member. He choked and gagged, saliva spilling out of his mouth as Archie thrust a few more times, his breaths drawn out and full of throaty growls. Archie pulled back, then pushed in as far as Maxie’s throat would let him. Planted deep within him, he released. Thick shots of cum exploded out of his cock, shooting straight into the back of Maxie’s throat. Maxie felt at least three thick shots pump into him and sucked as hard as he could to take all the rest. Archie slid back slightly, his body trembling as waves of ecstasy crashed over him. Maxie couldn’t hold it in either, letting the tight feeling in his crotch flow out of him, shooting several ropes of cum out over his chest and dribbling down over his hand. He couldn’t help but let his groan catch in his throat, the effort and force of his orgasm rushing through his body. It left him breathless, his throat convulsing around his cock. Archie grunted and hissed, relishing the feeling of Maxie swallowing around him. As his cock started to soften, he slowly dragged it from Maxie’s mouth. It was still oozing cum a little, and left pearly drops on the other man’s lips. He grinned as he watched Maxie’s tongue dart out and lick it up. The two were breathing heavily, the activity having taken it all out of them. Maxie just stared up at the towering man, who gazed down at the flopped, sweaty figure on the sofa before him. Archie leant down and took Maxie’s jaw in hand. He pulled the smaller man towards him slightly and pulled his lips to his own. This wasn’t a kiss of horny passion. This was a kiss filled with love. Despite his absolutely boring demeanour and terrible ideas when it came to the use of the Legendary Pokemon, Archie loved Maxie with all his heart. He pulled away, his eyes never leaving Maxie’s. He cleared his throat, pushing his glasses back up his nose.
“That was… well… all I have to say is…” he began.
“Just… go wash up. Ye can shower, I’ve already done it” Archie waved his hand at the Magma leader.
Not bothering to cover up any more, he made his way round the sofa, picking up both towels for laundry. Maxie followed him with his gaze, his eyes darting to Archie’s still sizeable cock, swinging side to side as he walked. He watched as Archie walked past the aquarium when he stopped, focusing on something in the tank.
“Are those…?” he asked, squinting slightly.
Archie glanced behind him into the water. Two small pink Pokemon had emerged from the coral and were now swirling about in the light. He cracked a small smile and placed a finger gently on the glass. The two Luvdisc clamoured around it, opening and closing their little smiling mouths in joy.
“I caught them the day… the day we met. You remember that?”
“Back in training? We… that was so long ago…”
“Yea… and I caught ‘em there and then. Always kept them with me. Even when ye formed Magma I… I couldn’t get rid of ‘em”
Behind him, Maxie was silent. Archie continued to look at the two Luvdisc.
“Ye… ye know what they say when two people see a Luvdisc? That they’re destined to…!”
He was caught off guard by the smaller man wrapping his arms tightly around his middle. Maxie had crept over and pulled the muscled Aqua leader into a hug, resting his cheek on his upper arm.
“I do… I do know what they say…” Maxie croaked out.
He stared up into Archie’s eyes. His features were so hardened, yet, so kind.
“Did you know that I always believed it?”
Archie stared back at the smaller man. His usually stern face now one of affection. He felt his eyes sting a little.
“Do ye…” he cleared his throat, “do ye think if all this was… if we weren’t … ya know…”
“I… I do…” Maxie coughed, “sometimes I… I dream of us just… going away. Starting again…”
Archie slid a hand up Maxie’s back, returning the smaller man’s heartfelt gaze with his own. The two shared a few more moments staring lovingly at each other before Archie clapped Maxie on the back.
“Great! Now ye got me all covered in this!”
“Ha! Serves you right for causing all this!”
“Oh cause ye were complainin’ the ‘ole time!”
“Well if you don’t like it you could always… join me in the shower…”
“Oh was that yer plan the ‘ole time?”
“...maybe”
“Pfft, well I ‘ope yer not too tired, cause I got a lotta places that’s ‘ard fer me to reach!”
“Well, if you insist…”
“Oh I do”