Work Text:
It had taken years of research to figure out what happened to his brother, but all signs pointed to Giratina. The creature had ripped open space and time to fight God in the past, only to fail. Emmet was in front of the Cave of Origin, its last known whereabouts. He would have Giratina return his brother.
Emmet marched into the cave, lantern held high, "Come out Giratina! I demand you return my brother!"
The edges of the cave were hard to look at, as if reality was being stretched in the corns, barely held together by the threads of what he knew and understood. Something nipped at the back of his mind, digging into his skull and plunging its fingers as if to cleanse them on the waters of his thoughts. He was where he should not be, for this place was not made for men.
Reality began to rip around him and suddenly his limbs were bound by massive black tentacles. He dropped the lamp and struggled against his restrains. A figure rose out of the shadows in front of him, the source of his bondage. Emmet stared in horror as a man who looked like the description of the beast he sought stood in front of him, grin stitched on his face like a cat.
"Well, hello there." The man cooed, a tentacle sliding under Emmet's chin and adjusting his face to stare directly into the man's eyes. "What can I do for you, little mouse?"
Emmet struggled to move his arm down, his fingertips grazing the top of one of his pokeballs but his wrist was suddenly snatched, raised above his head.
"Tsk, tsk. None of that. This is a conversation between you and me." The monster purred.
Two more tentacles appeared, sliding inside Emmet's shirt and caressing his chest.
"Now, you were making demands? Hm?" The man's wicked delight oozing out of his words.
Emmet trashed about, trying to break free. "Let me go! Give me back my brother you stupid oversized w-" Emmet was cut off by Giratina pressing his lips to Emmet's. Emmet's protests were muffled by the man lovingly pouring his passion against Emmet's mouth. As he pulled away Emmet spat, making the man snicker.
"Call me Volo. I will give you what you desire if you give me what I want first." Volo explained, his voice was silky and low.
"What do you want?" Emmet glared.
Volo fiddled with Emmet's pants, pulling all his lower garments off in one smooth movement. His tentacles moved out of the way but never fully let go of Emmet. "One night of pleasure. Let me ravish you."
"What!? No!" Emmet protested.
"Don't you want your brother back?" Volo asked, his claws tapping along Emmet's length.
Emmet bit his lip. He steadied himself before looking back at Volo's face. The man's gaze burned through him. He looked like an animal ready to pounce. His face was inches away from Emmet's dick and Emmet could feel his hot breath warming his skin. He was composed but his hunger was tangible. Emmet felt a pang of want himself, a little disgusted with his own desires.
"....If it is the only way to get Ingo back then fine." Emmet hissed.
The grin on Volo's face looked like it was trying to escape his cheeks, "Good boy." He rumbled.
Emmet's cock was down Volo's throat in a matter of seconds. Emmet gasped as the monster lovingly sucked on his dick, his tongue feeling longer than it should as it rubbed around him. Emmet's toes curled as the beast buried his nose in Emmet's pubic hair, worried he might just bite his dick off. The rough treatment nearly distracted him from the two tentacles spreading his cheeks.
"Woah! Hey!" Emmet said looking behind him. A thick black tentacle was pressing against him.
"Relax. There are plenty more after that one." Volo said, after pulling Emmet out of his mouth.
Emmet flinched as the tentacle went inside, slithering around and stretching him. Emmet hissed, the tentacles undulating inside him, exploring him. Volo rubbed his hands up Emmet's hips, purring.
"You took that one very well. Lets add another." Volo smirked.
Emmet gasped as a second tentacle was popped inside him. He arched his back and let out a cry as the tentacles inside him began to move, trusting in and out of him slowly.
Volo's expression twisted into one of ecstacy and delight. A cheeky grin of satisfaction. He started to remove Emmet's shirt, gently rubbing his stomach. "You will look so good when I fill you with my seed." Volo murmured, tracing a little heart on Emmet's belly.
"You are insane." Emmet panted out. The tentacles abusing his hole had found his prostate and were rhythmicly rubbing the tender spot.
Volo's eyes snapped up to Emmet's and his smirk grew. He grabbed Emmet's cheeks, forcing his mouth to open slightly. "Let's get you fed." Another tentacle came up and forced itself into Emmet's mouth. Emmet squirmed but resistance was futile as every orifice of his body was forcefully plugged by Volo. His arms were brought together behind his back, tied together with a single tentacle. His legs spread , letting a third appendage join the others, stretching him to his limit. Emmet moaned into the tentacle in his mouth, feeling like he couldn't take much more of this. Volo watched as Emmet undulated above him from the tentacles thrust, bringing two fingers to his mouth and biting them.
The tentacles began to swell as Volo gasped, cumming his first load. Emmet was filled from both ends, hot seed running down his throat and stretching his belly. All three tentacles in his backside unloaded into him, wave after wave of semen. He twitched and quivered in Volo's restrains, a little dribble of spent seed escaping from inbetween the limbs shoved inside him. Volo removed the tentacle in his mouth and Emmet drooled out excess cum, coughing.
"You did so good!" Volo said, licking cum from Emmet's face.
"Fuck you." Emmet panted.
"Ready for round two?" Volo hummed.
Horror grew on Emmet's face. "Round two?"
Volo danced behind Emmet, removing two of his tentacles and exchanging them for his own cock. Emmet whimpered, more cum leaking out of him from the exchange. "Yes, I said I was going to ravish you, dear. We have a long night ahead of us."
Fear flooded Emmet as Volo began to thrust into him, his tentacle moving in time. A new appendage wrapped around Emmet's dick and started to rub him out. Emmet moaned, stimulation overwhelming him. Volo rubbed Emmet's stomach lovingly as he came inside him again. Emmet hissed, his stomach stressed by all the abuse. He came into the coil around his cock, gasping and moaning.
"Good, good, you take my loads so well." Volo said, pulling out and replacing his length with tentacles again.
Emmet gazed up at Volo, eyes starting to glaze over. Volo smirked and pulled Emmet into another kiss as the thrusting into his ass began again, preparing to unload the next round inside Emmet.
Over and over Emmet climaxed as Volo's onslaught continued. He lost count of how many loads he had taken, each time he was put in a new creative position by the demon. He gave up fighting his restrains, starting to enjoy the punishing sex. His body was touched in every location, no spot left dry. Tentacles caressed him, filled him and became one with him. He lost track of how long he had been there or even why he came. His mind blanked as pleasure became all he could think about.
Emmet trembled as another blast of semen filled him. Volo stood over him as he just came down his throat. He gently pulled out and Emmet smiled up as him, cum dribbling out the sides of his mouth.
"Good boy~" Volo purred, petting Emmet under the chin. Emmet let out a high pitched whine, staring up at his god, wanting more.
"You took that one very well." Volo reached down and pet Emmet's swollen stomach.
Emmet leaned against Volo, shaking and exhausted.
"Hm? Emmet? No snappy remark? No begging for more?" Volo asked.
Emmet's eyes had rolled back, completely gone to pleasure.
"Ah, well, I think we are done then." Volo said pulling out. He gently set Emmet down in his lap, Emmet's head rolled back onto his chest. He twitched as a thick stream of cum drained from inside him. Volo gently rubbed his body, tentacles still gliding over and around him. "Thank you for a lovely evening, Emmet~ Let me clean you up and I'll get your brother back."
Emmet awoke in his bed. He sat up confused. He looked to his left and saw his clock read 7am.
"Emmet! We are going to be late for work!" Ingo called. He opened the door and looked at Emmet. "You okay? Its not like you to sleep in."
Emmet blinked and shook his head, he felt like he was forgetting something. Like a horrible nightmare. "Ya I'll be up soon."
Ingo nodded and headed out of the room. Emmet rubbed his head. Something was off, he just didn't know what. He looked into the mirror on his bedroomdresser and suddenly it all came back. Ingo being missing, his endless search, years of loneliness.
And in the mirror, staring back with a devious smile, the devil that had given Ingo back to him. Volo waved as Emmet shuffled back on his bed in terror. Volo giggled and wordlessly mouthed to him.
"Let's play together again some time."