Strapping and Spry (Lana/Reader from Pokémon Sun and Moon) (Patreon)

“Another dud…”

You were excruciatingly bored, yet trapped from doing anything about it due to your own stubbornness.

By all means, you should have given up hours ago, yet here you were… still fishing.

Everyone else had thrown in the towel; the rumor that led you here in the first place had attracted many, but they had given up after around an hour or two’s worth of fishing. You had almost given into temptation many times upon witnessing a departure, but you had remained adamant.

At least the nearby waterfall provided a relaxing sound to listen to.

Nonetheless, Brooklet Hill was going to be in your nightmares at this rate. This region of Akala Island was considered Alola’s best fishing spot, and for good reason; the abundance of water Pokémon meant there was always something willing to nibble on some bait from a fishing rod. Somebody could spend an hour here and catch dozens of Pokémon if they wanted to! 

But you had not caught anything.

The reason was simple; you were seeking a specific catch, and now that you had invested all this time into your objective, you did not want to leave empty-handed.

Unfortunately, ‘specific’ undersold how rare this particular Pokémon was proving to be. You were beginning to wonder whether it even existed at all.

…you had been fooled by the rumor, hadn’t you? 

You sighed.

Upon feeling another bite, you reeled in the catch, not surprised to discover it was yet another Magikarp. It would have been poetic to catch what you were hunting right after getting all doom and gloom about it, but luck was not on your side. You released it with haste, watching its silhouette fade as it swam deep beneath the waves, likely scurrying to whatever it called home. 

Perhaps it was time you did the same.

“Wow, I've never seen somebody reel in something that fast before!”

You turned your head to the side and peered over your shoulder, noticing a familiar figure had approached you while you were fishing. It was a testament to your concentration that they had successfully snuck up behind you without you realizing it, but they didn’t mind blowing their cover to compliment your skills.

“Lana, right?”

Her presence made sense; this was the location of her trial. It was surprising she hadn't shown up sooner, but it was nice to have some company now that everybody else had left.

You recalled clashing against her Totem Wishiwashi early on in your Island Challenge, finding it surprisingly difficult to take down, but perseverance had led you to victory. Back then, Lana had expressed disappointment that you were able to defeat the Pokémon she had trained, but she was also amazed at how you were able to strategize effectively and take it down. She had also participated in Mallow’s trial, helping to lure out the Totem Pokémon of the Lush Jungle.

…but since then, you hadn’t seen her at all. 

Your Island Challenge had continued-- and concluded-- without encountering her again.

…well, probably? Had she been at the festival in Iki Town after you were crowned Champion…? 

That had been quite the eventful celebration, especially once you adventured to the Ruins of Conflict and encountered Tapu Koko.

Maybe she was there too…?

It hurt to think; all that Magikarp-catching had taken its toll on you! 

“Yup,” Lana nodded, sticking out her tongue playfully. “I can’t believe you had to double check! Was I not memorable, hmm?”

Although Lana acted offended, she didn’t sound the part. Nevertheless, even though your exhaustion was debatably to blame, you did feel a little guilty.

“I didn’t forget…” you mumbled in response. “I’m just, well, all poofed.”

It was the truth, but the way you spoke made it sound like an excuse. 

Lana stepped forward and sat next to you, her legs swinging back and forth as she took in the scenery. “You're here because of that Magikarp, right? The one that’s golden.”

You sighed.

“That’s right.”

That was the reason you were here; allegedly, a passerby had spotted a Magikarp with an unusual color and snapped a photo of it, giving permission to a local newspaper to use it in an article. You had been resting at a Pokémon Center nearby and stumbled upon the front-page news, and though the image was clumsily taken, it had sparked your interest. 

“No luck, huh?” Lana brought her hand close to her mouth and giggled, finding your misfortune amusing. At least somebody was.

“Nope,” you answered truthfully, as much as you wished it wasn't. “Absolutely zero.”

“Aww,” she took pity on you, rubbing your shoulder like a mother would console their child. It didn't make you feel a whole lot better, but at least it sounded like she cared, considering this whole ordeal was rather trivial in the grand scheme of things. “Well, don’t beat yourself up too much! You’re really good at fishing, you know!”

Were you?

If there was anything resembling skill, it only existed because you had mastered the art of catching Magikarp. How many had you reeled up now? Probably over a hundred?

“Pulling it out if the water so quickly, and releasing it before it can even think about what just happened!” Lana elaborated. “I thought only strapping young swimmers with strong muscles could do that, ehehehe~”

…was that a compliment…?

Right. You remembered her fascination with a particular type of person. Lana had brought it up a bizarre amount of times during her trial. 

“Well, I'm as standard as you come.”

You weren’t sure how else to respond, but she giggled in response, so it wasn't a bad reply. “I can work with average.”

Although you weren't sure what she meant by that, you were too exhausted to care. On the plus side, Lana had a cute laugh. It made the pain from hearing so much karp karp karp not so bad. 

Silence-- aside from the flow of the nearby waterfall and the occasional splash, all noises you had basically tuned out by this point-- reigned for some time.

Lana eventually did communicate, nudging you by lightly pulling your shirt. “Hey…”

You made eye contact, realizing she had developed a faint but noticeable-enough fluster  to her face. Had one of those swimmers she adored so much made an appearance?

“What's up?”

“Are you… going to keep fishing?”

It was a reasonable question, but it didn't explain why she was now so fidgety. Nonetheless, you weren't going to leave her waiting.

“Well…” you paused, pondering how best to answer. 

Truthfully, you didn’t want to continue… but now that you had an observer, it wouldn't be fair to just stand up and leave.

She was a cute girl. The last thing you wanted was to upset her.

…but you really did want to leave-- for no fault of her own, of course-- but you were honestly a little tired of this view by now.

“I’m not sure.”In the end, you figured it was best to be truthful.

Lana ended up smiling, which wasn't the response you were expecting from such an uncertain answer.

“I could… give you some extra incentive,” she suggested. “But I have to warn you-- it might make it harder to concentrate. Are you up to the challenge?”

Lana was being strangely vague, but that was likely done on purpose-- your interest was hooked!

“Sure, why not?”

You hadn't the faintest idea what she had planned, but any change of pace was welcome.

Lana hummed joyfully, her legs swinging faster-- a reflection of her happiness, you surmised. As for her growing blush… well, you still weren't sure what was up with that. 

“I want you to start fishing again,” she requested. “Do that, and I'll show you something cool.”

Again with the ambiguity.

Regardless, you saw no reason not to comply; you wanted to find out what she had planned. Therefore, you prepared to catch what was probably going to be yet another Magikarp…. but this time, with renewed purpose!

As the lure sank beneath the water and you began vigilantly scanning your surroundings for any sign of movement, you somehow failed to notice the motions happening right beside you until they happened. Lana had placed her hand on your leg, which was unusual and caused a slight startle, but you figured she was just maneuvering her body to get a closer look.

The innocent interpretation did not last long, for her hand soon began traveling upwards. Every second that passed eviscerated any plausible explanation for what she was doing, until at last, it found a home between your legs. 

You were not immune to inappropriate thoughts, and they had grown in quantity as she moved her hand, leading to a physical reaction down below. Lana was feeling the evolution in progress, and was there to see it conclude, her breathing suddenly becoming a lot more noticeable than before.

“L-Lana… w-what are you…”

You felt compelled to say something, but the stutters in your voice prompted you to pause. This girl had ambushed you without warning and was now feeling you up! This was highly inappropriate, and yet… you did nothing to stop it-- and it wasn't because you didn't want to interrupt your catch, either!

Lana giggled joyfully in response, completely aware she was doing something naughty-- and she loved it. 

“You lied to me, you know,” she sounded strangely overjoyed, a notable contrast to a reply like that usually entailed. “You're not average at all…”

That was what she meant?! 

You had been completely oblivious to her advances. The blame was absolutely on how tiring this fishing was! Your mind was completely attuned to the intricacies of the craft-- and nothing else! 

That was your excuse, at least.

“Once something bites and you pull it up…” she whispered-- but you heard her as clear as day, for this mischievous monster had purposefully targeted your ear, her hot breath somehow sending chills down your spine. “I'll play with it properly, if you like…”

Lana was essentially given you an out-- a very late out, but an out nevertheless. 

But you weren't going anywhere. Not anymore.

An adorable girl wanted to fool around, and after feeling so stressed and defeated after several hours of tedium, you'd be a fool to decline.

The fateful decision came quickly; something was biting the bait, and you did your best to pull-- but your ability to do so was weakened by her hand still feeling you up through your shorts, its adventurous movement and occasional squeeze breathtaking. Despite the handicap, the reeling proved easy enough, for surprising nobody present-- it was yet another Magikarp.

But the grand reveal did not spark despair and hopelessness-- something practically all these catches had invoked in the last hour or so.

Contrastingly, you were thrilled to see it. Lana's condition had been fulfilled, and that meant good things for you!

“Oh my…” Lana observed the catch, giggling again. She really did like to laugh, didn't she? While it was all cute and wholesome at first, you couldn't help but feel a little aroused by her laughter. It was wild what context could do. “That Magikarp must have heard my offer and helped you out!”

You weren't sure about that, but you were thankful for it. You promptly released it, watching it swim away. 

“Now then, as promised…”

Anticipation struck hard as Lana gradually undid the buttons that kept your manhood concealed. It was absolutely a purposeful ploy, for she would lightly laugh upon hearing your breathing worsen as the apprehension increased. While she could easily continue being cruel, seeing your cock in the flesh was something she desired too, and the tables began to turn once it sprung into view.

“W-Wow…” It was Lana's turn to stutter now, her breathing growing restless as she took in the spectacular sight before her. Your dick stood tall and proud, throbbing and desperate to feel the touch and pressure of her hands.

That wish was soon granted as she did just that, her unsteady hand wrapping around your member, clutching it securely. It was wonderful to witness-- and feel-- that immaculate moment; not only was her touch magnificent, but it also cleaned your anticipation, replacing it with relief.

Watching her confidence waver was doing astonishing things to yours in return. Although she had the upper hand at first, she hadn't anticipated how wondrously her body would react to seeing your length. 

It encouraged you to start speaking her language. “Quite the catch, isn't it, Lana?”

“Y-Yeah…” she mumbled, beginning to stroke your shaft slowly. While it was true she was mesmerized, that did not mean she wasn't going to back down from what she had promised. “You should… catch another.”

“What will you do if I do that?”

Lana took some time answering, too enthralled by how your tall cock felt against her small hand. She experimented greatly, dedicating time to the tip to learn how you reacted-- which was fantastic-- while also adventuring further down to play with your balls. 

Eventually, she did realize you had asked a question. Her subsequent answer was not a surprise, especially since she was drooling.

“I'll… use my mouth…”

Never in your life had you wanted to catch a Magikarp so badly.

You turned your attention towards doing just that, albeit with greater difficulty than before. The clutch of Lana's hand was borderline intoxicating, making it difficult to keep your eyes focused on the water. You wanted nothing more than to focus on the handjob she was giving it, but the promise of something greater kept you afloat.

It was astonishing that you were letting her do something like this out in the open; Brooklet Hill was accessible to the public-- anybody could decide to show up! 

But you didn't feel that anxious about being caught. It was late in the afternoon by this point, so the likelihood of anybody appearing to investigate the rumor was going to be low. 

Considering Lana wasn't at the entrance to the area awaiting those embarking on their Island Challenge, it was logical to assume no trials were happening today either.

In other words, it was safe.

Probably.

Truthfully, the presence of that slim chance was thrilling. Lana likely shared that same adoration; why else would she initiate this mischief here when she could easily drag you some place safer?

The troublemaker in question continued to work your shaft, her touch experimental more than anything but undeniably pleasurable. It felt phenomenal whenever she clutched your cock and felt it throb in her hands, her restless breath growing all the more agitated as she internally lost her mind to lust over what she was doing.

Well, she wasn't completely lost yet; otherwise, she would have gobbled up your dick ages ago. You knew she wanted to do it more than anything; a quick glance to the side had confirmed that, as her drooling was prominent. She was so entranced by what she was doing that she hadn't even noticed.

Factoring in how she had ambushed you so cheekily, it was unbearably tempting to fish badly on purpose just to see whether she would give in to temptation. 

But you really, really wanted to feel the warmth of her mouth. You could play with her next time-- presuming there was a next time.

Right on cue, you felt a tug against your fishing pole. You reinforced your grip and pulled your catch from the water. This time, it was a Goldeen! The variety was appreciated, but overshadowed by what its presence signified.

“Look, Lana.”

She had not been paying attention, too enthralled by how it felt to touch your manhood. After a few moments, she recognised you called out to her and observed your catch.

Lana cleared her throat and smiled. “G-Good work! Release it, and I'll do what I promised…”

The Goldeen was subsequently set free, and without hesitation, Lana lowered her head into your crotch. Her first act was to plant a smooch on your glans, something that invoked the most sensational shiver of your life. Keeping your cock steady by the base with her hand, she opted to trail her kisses downwards, smothering your length with wet marks.

It was incredible, and a wonderful appetizer to the main course.

…a main course that never came.

Lana looked up at you, her eyes sparkling. “How do you like my mouth…?”

She was still quite starstruck by your cock, but she had regained some of that cheekiness. 

“Amazing,” you answered. “And I'll like it even better when it's inside it.”

Lana backed away slightly, making you contemplate whether you had said something wrong, but she was still smiling. “I said I'd use my mouth-- not put it inside my mouth.”

She wasn't exactly wrong with that statement, but why did she have to look so smug about it?

You knew why! She was teasing you! Lana had recognised you had seized some control from her grasp and she wanted it back.

Truth be told, you weren't annoyed about it. If anything, you found it adorable! She was simply delaying the inevitable, enjoying these fleeting moments where she could still speak playfully to you before your cock deep in her mouth prevented that. There was no reason to deny her this moment, especially when she had already made you feel so good and you likely only had to catch one more Pokémon.

“If you want it inside…” Lana, as predicted, shared the usual offer… but this time, she added a twist into the mix that you did not anticipate. “You'll need to catch a Feebas.”

A specific requirement would usually be fine. In most cases, it would delay the escalation by a few catches at worst. For instance, you had observed that Goldeen were less common than Magikarp, but still prominent. If she had asked you to fish up another one of those, you would have complied.

But… Feebas were another story. 

They were very rare, and you had witnessed that rarity firsthand. Despite being here for hours and fishing up hundreds of Pokémon, you had only encountered this particular species a single time.

But if that was what it took to feel the humidity of her mouth enveloping your manhood… then so be it.

Was what you would think if you weren't completely oblivious to the untold truth of the situation.

“Alright.”

Everything was going to work out.

Lana was outrageously horny-- arguably more aroused than you were!

You did not have to fish up a Feebas. You didn't have to fish up anything.

This adorable girl would continue to smooch your cock, leaning no part untouched by her wet, shiny lips. Each kiss would augment her lust, making the voice in her head that demanded her to do more louder and louder… until she could no longer take it.

That was your plan, and while it required some patience, you had demonstrated you had that in droves today. A few more moments was nothing.

You didn't even pretend to fish; this girl had already returned to worshiping your cock with her lips, drowning out anything that could distract her from her task. You took in the scene as much as you could, leaning back and marveling at how your manhood was shimmering with saliva. She was being such a good girl, cleaning your cock without using her tongue-- as much as she undoubtedly wanted to use it, but she knew that wasn't allowed in this game you were playing.

If you had known this girl was such a daredevil, you would have initiated some tomfoolery when you first met her. On the other hand, you probably would have struggled to continue your Island Challenge if it meant departing from this beautiful mouth of hers… and perhaps the hole further down that was doubtlessly drenched in fluids and craving touch, assuming she was willing to go that far.

…You now really, really wanted to fuck this girl. Despite all this mischief, she deserved to feel good too!

And considering how kinky she was proving to be-- a single stage away from sucking you off in a public location-- there was a good chance she was into other fun things too.

…Maybe she wouldn't mind some action in her third hole. You couldn't help but wonder about that; her name was to blame!

But those things would come in time… if you were lucky enough! You had no intention of pushing your current fortune, for you already felt like the luckiest guy in the world. 

Several minutes had now passed since you ‘started’ trying to catch a Feebas. Every now and then, you'd make a mumble about another Magikarp, but she paid no attention to it. She was far too captivated by how it felt to smother your shaft in smooches and she wasn't stopping anytime soon. You were honestly impressed by her endurance, but you were beginning to detect weakness in her willpower.

Worsened breathing the closer she got to the tip. Momentary pauses around your tip. Long-lasting kisses on the tip. The signs were all there; she wanted to take it into her mouth more than anything, but she also didn't want to give in. It was a test of fortitude, and while she was putting up a valiant fight… she was losing.

While she lost her mind, you continued to catch a whole lot of nothing, enjoying her depravity reach new levels. It made you wonder why she had slipped in that Feebas requirement, let alone declined taking it inside her to begin with. Did Lana like playing this sort of game, fighting back against her urges as much as she could?

Or maybe she thought you would have given in my now, forcing it down her throat and fucking her mouth senselessly, unable to resist her allure any longer….? You couldn't deny that temptation was there, but she had chosen a poor day to test one's patience.

Lana had now soaked your entire cock in her fluids and was starting a second round, but she didn't seem as thrilled about it. The smooches were slower and lasted for less time, and the overall enthusiasm was lacking. 

The reason was simple.

She no longer wanted to kiss.

She wanted to suck.

It was time to test her resolve. Would she stick to her principles or give in to her urges?

“I can't seem to catch any Feebas, Lana…” you spoke louder and more clearly, hoping it would reach her ears. It did, and as she looked up-- her face covered in dribble-- you said something that made her eyes widen. “I think… we'll have to call it there, I'm afraid.”

You were throwing in the towel. You couldn't do it. Even the promise of a blowjob wasn't enough!

“W-Wait…” 

If she were not staring directly at you, you would have smiled.

“Hm?”

“Y-You've… uhm…” she muttered, clearing her throat upon noticing she sounded croaky. “You've… tried your best, so, um… I will…”

Lana paused. She realized she too was about to give up.

Or give in.

You watched her contemplate what mattered most: pride or lust.

“You will…?

You urged her to make that decision quickly. It was cruel, but deep down, you both knew what the answer was.

“I…” she closed her eyes and swallowed. “I will… do it anyway… because you tried your best…”

“Do what, Lana?”

Pretending to be oblivious was also mean, but you wanted to hear her answer that with terminology that would make your head spin.

And your head did indeed spin.

“...give you a blowjob.”

“Alright,” you accepted the offer nonchalantly, but inside, you were rejoicing. “Show me what you can do.”

Lana was already fueled by the clarity of her decision, and your words were the icing on the cake. In a moment's notice, she lunged at your tip, bombarding it with a few more kisses before opening her mouth and gobbling it all up swiftly and suddenly, taking in half.

It was very worth the wait.

Keen to make up for all that lost time, she started to bob her head back and forth with impressive acceleration, keeping your submerged length drenched in all the saliva she could muster, a feeling that felt magnificent when surrounded by the warmth of her mouth. 

It was a mesmerizing sight too! Nothing was greater than watching your dick sink into the mouth of somebody so eager to suck upon it and make you feel good. 

You couldn't wait to learn more about this naughty little cocksucker. 

Had she planned to do this ahead of time or was it a spur of the moment decision? Would she want to go even further than this? Would she even be willing to fuck out in the open like this as well?

You had many more questions, but you could hear her responses after she had made you cum.

That did call forth one final question though-- one you preferably needed an answer for before that brewing moment.

Was Lana a swallower?

You contemplated asking, but the pleasure coursing through your veins rendered you speechless. Lana had intensified the blowjob within a matter of moments, finding her breathtaking speed lackluster apparently, for she was now sucking you off like her life depended on it. 

It was good. Almost too good.

The way she enveloped your manhood, squeezing it by resting it against her tongue and shutting her mouth as much as she could, surrounding your sensitive shaft in a compact feeling complemented beautifully by the humidity…

Incredible.

Lana continued to worship your cock without end, treating you to the most pristine pleasure one could ask for. She was so good at what she was doing. 

She was even beginning to take in more! Lana had held back from approaching anything resembling deepthroating, something you presumed was because she had a limit. You had no problem with that since you already felt so staggered by the sensations, but she obviously wasn't content with just taking in a clean half.

She craved more, and although she had to fight for it, she achieved her objective in no time.

Once you realized that suction-like feeling was from your cock entering your throat, you shivered. Lana had to eject your cock swiftly not long after, having overexerted herself quite a bit, but she was soon back at it. 

Though her blowjob wasn't exactly dignified to begin with, any resemblance of elegance faded as she resumed sucking you off, mixing in as much deepthroating as she could. Lana was clearly hooked on how overwhelming it was, and every time she did it, that familiar tingling presented itself. You knew what it signified, and though you knew your voice was going to sound like a wreck, you believed it was best to warn her.

“Lana… I'm about to cum…”

Her response came swiftly, not by any words, but through her actions. She took everything inside her, her nose resting against your crotch as she held the position for as long as possible.

It was too much.

The overpowering feeling, and what her sudden action signified after your warning, brought you over the edge. Clutching her hair, you came, filling up her throat with your cum. Although the first shot disorientated her hold, forcing her to retreat to the halfway point, she was able to hold the line there. That was shockingly impressive, considering it felt like you were pouring everything into this girl's mouth.

Lana persisted, her throat contracting endlessly as she swallowed everything you were giving her… until at last, you no longer had anything to give. She finally backed away from your cock, albeit with some reluctance, but with good reason. She opened her mouth, showing she still had plenty of semen inside, before swallowing it as a mischievous grin formed on her face.

“Yummy.”

Hearing her say that so innocently was thrilling, even if it was deliberate.

“Lana…”

You weren't sure what to say.

Lana stood up, stretching her arms and legs due to being sat down for a while. You were probably due a small workout yourself, and then some.

“Would you say I've been your favorite catch of the day?” she asked with a wink.

You nodded without hesitation. “Even if I had caught that golden Magikarp, my answer would be the same.”

Lana's fluster was essentially permanent by this point, though she did seem nervous all of a sudden.

Upon learning why, you were flabbergasted. “Would you be mad at me if I said I made that story up?”

So… all along, there hadn't been a golden Magikarp here?

In other words…you had been fishing for nothing… all this time?

Huh.

You would have been upset to hear this, but it was admittedly hard to feel any negativity after being sucked off like that.

Had this been Lana's plan?

Luring in all those strapping swimmers she loved so much… and many fishermen too-- all to test everybody's endurance so she could pounce on the one who lasted the longest. While you weren't sure whether that was true for certain, it was an entertaining thought. Had she read somewhere that fishing tolerance translated into a better lover?

“I wouldn't,” you told her.. “But I think you'd have to do more to make it up to me.”

Lana smiled. “That can be arranged.”

“You're a naughty girl, Lana,” you responded, promoting her to stick out her tongue in a playful manner. To think, that tongue had just been covered in cum… “You wanted somebody to fool around with, didn't you?”

“Not just anybody,” she answered. “My eyes were set on a certain somebody who hooked my interest when they participated in my trial.”

Oh?

“They're quite busy, being the champion and all,” she continued. “I wasn't sure if I could ever make a move! But then I figured I'd just have to do something that would encourage them to come and visit-- and think I succeeded, hmm?”

Wow.

That was a stronger revelation than her being the culprit behind that rare Magikarp story.

This cheeky little creature knew her rumor would work and that you'd stubbornly stay!

But that was fine.

You had gotten a lot out of it.

And you were going to get a lot more out of it still.

After all, you were probably going to be at Brooklet Hill all day at this rate…

“It did,” you admitted. 

Her strategy had worked perfectly.

Lana understood she had been manipulative in her actions, however, and thus had not forgotten what you had said in response to her initial confession.

“Now then,” she spoke far more seductively than before. “How shall I make it up to you? I'll do anything you want…”