Long story by travisbuchanon (content warning: involves an adopted son and adoptive father hypnotized to be sexual with each other): Deo saw the city in a new light, once he returned with his master at his side. The Keldeo looked around as though amazed at all the sights and sounds, his eyes darting from one attraction to the other. The Seviper slithering beside him couldn't help but chuckle at his companion's innocent behaviour. The false memories he'd planted, it seemed, had been more effective than even he had expected Deo couldn't remember most of the city. As far as he was concerned, he'd spent most of his life being trained and mentored by a very handsome Seviper.
The nights of intimacy once he'd become of age were only a bonus, of course. A bonus for them both.
"Master, look!" Deo pointed at a shop one that was selling, of all things, a collection of collars and leashes. It was hidden in one of the darker corners of the city, and Verys had chosen to take the route specifically because he thought he might be able to pick something up for his new pet. The Seviper couldn't help but smile; a collar would, in a word, be perfect for the Keldeo... and he had to admit, he'd begun to feel a certain affection for the smaller Pokmon.
"Do you like the collarsss, Deo?" Verys chuckled. The Keldeo nodded enthusiastically in response, and Verys couldn't help but let out a short laugh; it was almost unfair how adorable the Keldeo was. Deo seemed to be fascinated with almost everything he came across, approaching it with a certain naivet and idealistic purity a trait that was hard to find in anyone. There was a reason, after all, that Verys felt true peace was only possible with his powers. If everyone had been like Deo, then perhaps his plan wouldn't be necessary.
But it was, alas. Still, the Seviper could afford a short distraction in the form of a little window shopping especially if it meant that Deo would be wearing a collar that denoted his ownership of the other Pokmon. He could only imagine Magnus' reaction upon seeing it; the Keldeo's adoptive father had always been extraordinarily protective...
Verys had far more fun than he would have liked to admit, letting Deo try out different collars. The Keldeo seemed to revel in the act, and the shop owner a nice, plump, and surprisingly innocent Drowzee considering what he sold seemed to appreciate the business he was getting now that one of the Swords of Justice themselves were purchasing from him. Any Pokmon walking by were certainly suddenly very interested in his wares.
He had, in fact, requested several pictures. Verys had only denied him because of an odd, uncharacteristic protectiveness he'd felt towards the Keldeo; Deo was his to enjoy, not for some random shopkeeper to parade around as a marketing tactic.
When they finally stepped out of the shop, Deo was sporting a majestic, purple collar that matched the color of Verys' scales. The Seviper grinned, feeling an odd sort of pride at being able to show off the Keldeo like that; his fingers wrapped around Deo's leash, squeezing around it a few times before he finally detached it and placed it in the bag they'd been given.
"Master?" Deo shot him a hurt look. Verys rose a brow, then let out a soft chuckle, leaning in to flick his tongue across the Keldeo's horn. It was his version of a kiss.
"Do not worry, my pet. I sssimply do not wish to draw too much attention. I think having that collar to show yourself off isss more than enough, don't you?" Verys hissed. His tail coiled around him, the tip sneakily pressing against the Keldeo's package through the fabric of his pants and Deo let out a soft groan in response, gritting his teeth. His cock jerked within his clothing, quickly starting to harden, and it was all he could do not to thrust into his master's touch.
"Besidesss," Verys added, his voice teasing. "We ssstill need to ssseduce your father... Don't you want to feel Magnusss underneath your tail, my pet?"
Deo shuddered. On the trip here, Verys had taken care to fill his protg's mind with countless dirty thoughts about his adoptive father. When Verys wasn't coiled around the Keldeo, pushing his cock against the other Pokmon or burying his shaft into that tight rump, he spoke of Magnus of how Deo's father missed him, and how the handsome Terrakion needed skilled hands to tease and play with his body. He'd gone without for so long, Verys had told him... A dutiful son had to return to his father, and give him the pleasure he needed.
So it was that every day on their journey, Verys would fuck either Deo's mouth or ass, caring little for anyone that might be watching them. They train that took them back to town had many other Pokmon in their cabin, but the Seviper's hypnotic abilities had easily subdued them and they had only been able to watch with rapt attention as Verys fucked his Keldeo again and again, covering his pet with his seed. When Deo wasn't riding his cock, he was straddled on the Seviper's tail, mouth eagerly swallowing around Verys' manhood.
His dreams, on the other hand... His dreams were filled with Terrakion, the handsome Pokmon that had adopted him. He'd never noticed before how attractive his father was and with Verys helping him, any reservations Deo might have had about coming on to his father were long gone. He dreamt about his hands roaming his father's broad chest eagerly, making the Terrakion growl deep in his throat... His hands would stroke and worship that thick, meaty shaft, and it would be so big that even both of his hands together would have trouble wrapping around it. He'd try to fit it into his mouth, anyway, drooling lips fitting around the head of a thick cock as Magnus grunted and thrust into him.
"Getting a little dissstracted, my pet?" Verys' words broke into the Keldeo's reverie and Deo abruptly flushed, embarrassed. He'd been so lost in thought he hadn't even noticed his shaft growing to its full size, pressing against his pants and visibly causing them to tent.
"A-ah!" Unsure of what else to do, Deo quickly shoved his hands into his pockets, trying to make it look like it was just his fingers causing the tent. Verys laughed at that, running his fingers through the Keldeo's mane and gently pulling his hands back out of his pocket. The Seviper leaned in, whispering his next words right into Deo's ear.
"Don't by shy, little one. Show yourssself off..."
Deo shuddered at the words, blushing heavily but he obeyed, as he'd been conditioned to do. His hands slipped from his pockets so that the tent was once again clearly visible. "Y-yes, sir..."
Verys' hand hooked playfully into the back of the Keldeo's collar. "Good boy."
Deo shuddered. The Keldeo might have thought he hid it well but the Seviper could see the way he leaned back into his touch, his breath growing just a touch heavier. If not for the fact that Verys was swaying and moving in just the right way to distract all the people they were passing, others probably would have noticed the tent in Keldeo's pants.
This way, however, Verys could enjoy the little embarrassed shudders that Deo made as he tried not to make his arousal too obvious while, at the same time, keeping the delicious sight of his pet for himself.
There was still some time until they reached the headquarters of the Swords of Justice, after all... and Verys needed something to give him some entertainment.
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The building of the Swords of Justice loomed up before them, and Verys stopped, knowing that it would be dangerous for him to get any closer. He'd been able to get past the border easily enough, with Deo vouching for him and saying he wasn't the villain that the Pokmon in charge feared he was, but here? The building was surrounded by fans of the Swords of Justice; they would notice a Seviper that looked even slightly like him, never mind Verys himself.
So he nudged Deo in his back, gently. "Remember what I taught you, my pet?"
"Yes." Deo bowed his head towards his master. "Do you think I'm ready?"
"Of courssse." Verys gave Deo a smile and a small push towards the building. "Make me proud."
The plan was had multiple parts. Deo wasn't particularly capable of hypnosis, on his own; he was able to apply some of the principles that Verys had taught him, certainly, but he wasn't specialized to do so. His attempts were only effective to a limited degree.
Thus, Deo needed to somehow get Verys into the building. The Seviper could disguise himself to a limited extent, but it would be a lot easier if Deo provided a distraction by walking in on his own the fans would be too obsessed with the returning Sword to bother with a Seviper that was heading in the opposite direction.
From inside, Deo would be able to disable some of the security systems in the headquarters. That would be enough for Verys to sneak in; all he needed was for the alarms to be disabled, and he could push his way through a vent. Not for the first time, the Seviper was thankful for his extraordinarily flexible body.
Finally, Deo needed to get to his father, the one threat to Verys. The Terrakion had proven remarkably resistant to his hypnosis in the past, but Verys had the theory that it would be different if it was his own son; if Deo was trying it, together with him... Well, Magnus might succumb much more easily.
Hypnosis, after all, was all about trust and who did Magnus trust more than his own son?
The reaction of the crowd to Deo's appearance was instantaneous. It was a good thing Verys had allowed the Keldeo's arousal to die down before he'd nudged the other Pokmon towards the building; the fans would definitely have noticed it if he was tenting. There wasn't much Verys could do with his hypnosis in a rowdy crowd like that not fast enough for it to matter, anyway.
Deo managed to force his way past all the fans and reporters, fielding all their questions and requests for an autograph with ease. Verys felt an odd glow of pride at that, and he grinned to himself as the Keldeo slipped into the building. If he could handle that, then it was only a matter of time until the building's security went down and he could make his way in.
The Keldeo felt an aching familiarity as he stepped into the home of the Swords of Justice. He'd lived here for much of his life, until Verys had taken over his mentorship; before that, he'd spent day after day, training with his father. His memories were a little fuzzy on that point, as if he'd been in two places at once, but Deo ignored it. He'd gotten used to that sort of thing over time; Master had told him it was a side effect of his training.
First things first, he needed to disable security. That part was easy enough the few guards they employed just waved him past, letting him do whatever he wanted. It was entirely trivial to disable the so-called security; Verys would be able to slither right up one of the vents, if he so pleased. The Keldeo hoped that his master would make sure no one would follow; he would be in quite a bit of trouble if his actions allowed more than just Verys entrance into the headquarters...
But he ignored that possibility for more. Deo was more interested in finding his father and if his memory served him right, the Terrakion was probably training in the practice room once again. If there was any word Deo could use to describe the other Pokmon, it was dedicated; Magnus cared deeply about the city and about protecting it. Just about the only thing he cared more about was his son. Deo smiled a bit at the thought, his steps becoming a little more gleeful as he tugged open the door to the practice room.
There he was. Magnus was standing in the center, the buff Pokmon almost in the nude but for some underwear he was wearing. It let Deo see, quite clearly, the trickles of sweat sliding slowly down Magnus' pecs as he went through kata after kata. His form was precise, perfect; he'd practiced again and again until he'd gotten this down, after all.
"Father?" Deo called out. Magnus blinked, his eyes snapping over to the door, then to the Keldeo's face.
"Deo!" Magnus exclaimed. He strode over to give his son a big hug, and stopped only a second before he made contact. "Oh, sorry. I'm still covered with sweat."
"I don't mind," Deo laughed. Inwardly, his heart was racing to be this close to the handsome Terrakion, and with his father wearing so little clothing...
Before he could get any further with the thought, Magnus scooped him up in a big hug. Deo shuddered, trying his best to twist his body and hide his growing erection; he didn't want to give the game away too early... although Magnus was making it very difficult, considering how he was pressing their bodies together. "I didn't think I'd get to see you again so soon, son. Did you finish your training already?"
Deo laughed, nuzzling his father's horns. "Yeah, I found a really good Mas mentor. He taught me a lot about how to fight."
"Oh? Is my Deo strong enough to measure up to his dad now, then?" Magnus grinned, puffing up his chest as he set the Keldeo back down on the ground. "Want to show me what you've learned, son?"
"Gladly." Deo set himself up in a fighting stance, his eyes focused in determination. He hid the flecks of lust in his eyes he couldn't let his father see how much he wanted him. Not yet. He needed to get the technique that Verys had taught him going, first; it would help that he was aroused, of course... the pheromones would be slowly dissipating into the air. Then he'd need to pulse power into his horn at just the right pace, at just the right intensity. It was complicated, but it could be done.
The fight began. Magnus charged immediately; even with his son, he had no intention of holding back. The Terrakion shot forward at an astonishing speed for his size, his body glowing a faint white-
Only for Deo to dodge at the last moment, an Aqua Jet propelling him out of the way. He was already pulsing power in and out of his horn, a slow rhythm that Magnus wouldn't notice until later into the fight maybe even only after it. It would slow him down, make him just a little more suggestive.
Deo didn't know how long the fight lasted. It was hard to keep track, once the battle descended into a flurry of blows; the Keldeo had to use almost every trick Verys had taught him just to keep himself in the game. He did notice a look of pleasant surprise crossing Magnus' face each time he was able to dodge an attack that would have taken him down before he'd left to train, and that made him proud.
What was twice as much a point of pride, however, was the fact that he'd been able to keep up that faint, pulsing glow in his horn the entire time. The Terrakion's eyes would flick up towards it every time it glowed briefly, just for a second, just enough to give Deo a millisecond more to react. The regularity with which he had to do so would normally be a distraction, but Verys had trained the practice into him so well that he didn't need to think about it at all, and it proved not to hinder him in combat against even the best of the best.
Still, despite all his advantages... Deo eventually found himself pinned back on the ground by his father. The Keldeo gave Magnus a sheepish grin. "Got me good, dad."
"You've improved." Magnus returned his son's grin, his eyes only briefly distracted by the strangely glowing horn at the tip of the Keldeo's head. The way his eyes were drawn towards it was familiar but no, it couldn't be. He'd banished Verys long ago; there was no reason the Seviper would crop up again now, and certainly not in relation to his son. He'd taught the Keldeo better.
"I had a lot of time to train," Deo explained. He flexed an arm playfully and Magnus couldn't help the way his eyes followed the movement, the bulge of the Keldeo's bicep. He scolded himself a moment later. Adopted or not, this was his son; he was in no position to start admiring Deo's body beyond a mere aesthetic appreciation of how the Keldeo had improved.
"I can see that. I'm proud of you, son." Magnus tussled the Keldeo's mane, and Deo let out a snort of disapproval and started flailing at his arm. Just like old times. "You've got a long way to go yet, but you've definitely earned your place amongst the Swords."
"I'm glad you say that, dad, but..." Deo looked away briefly. The movement was enough to make the Keldeo's beautiful, shiny horn shift and Magnus' eyes followed it, as though it was magnetized to Deo's power. The light faded back out, soon, and he tuned back in just in time to hear what his son was saying. "...get off now?"
"Ah." Magnus let out a cough, the Terrakion unsure how he'd let himself get so distracted. He hoisted himself back up, offering the Keldeo a helping hand as well. "Sorry, kiddo. Just wanted to make sure you were paying attention."
"Sure, sure," Deo teased. "Are you sure you're not just distracted by me? You were staring pretty hard, dad."
"...that's inappropriate," Magnus grumbled but he didn't deny it, and a pit of excitement began to grow in Deo's mind. It was working. The gentle sway of his horn, the rhythmic pulses of power... Magnus was subconsciously following every little movement he made, and his mind was being drawn into a pattern of suggestibility. Deo started swaying slightly first left, then right, his horn pulsing each time he changed directions.
Magnus couldn't help but stare. There was something that was just so... interesting about what his son was doing. He couldn't pinpoint what it was, exactly; he just knew he had difficulty looking away.
"Can I show you something else I learned, dad?" Deo asked quietly. Magnus was silent for a moment before he realized that the Keldeo was talking to him. Then he started to awareness, giving Deo a broad smile.
"Of course, kiddo. Show me what you got." He leaned forward in anticipation.
"Okay, but you need to look really closely at my horn," Deo informed him. Magnus couldn't help but chuckle what was this, a magic trick? but he obliged the Keldeo, nonetheless. Leaning forward, the large Terrakion focused his eyes on Deo's horn just as it began to glow.
He swayed to the right, and Magnus' eyes followed. Deo's eyes were closed almost as if he was in bliss, Magnus thought and he seemed to be focusing all of his power in his horn. For a moment, the Terrakion wondered if his son had discovered the Secret Sword... but no, Deo didn't seem like he was changing, and his horn wasn't gathering the same sort of power it did when drawing power for a fighting-type move. Instead, he was just swaying back and forth, almost as though he was waiting for something.
Deo swayed gently to the right again, and Magnus followed that pulsing, rhythmic horn.
Back to the left.
Glow.
Dim.
Right.
Left.
One, two, three, four. Magnus' eyes fell half-closed as he allowed himself to relax into the nice, predictable, comforting rhythm. It was his son doing it, he told himself, so it couldn't have been anything dangerous.
Except... except... Magnus glanced down for an instant, struggling against the hypnosis. Something was wrong. Something was different... There, that collar around his son's neck. It was set, perfectly accentuating the Keldeo's lithe body.
No.
That wasn't it. It was... it was its color. Something about its color...
"Isn't it nice to just look at my horn, dad?" Deo interrupted. Magnus blinked once, glancing back up to the Keldeo's horn, the way it pulsed in the light. It was nice to stare at it, even if it did make his thoughts feel... fuzzy. It wasn't like Deo would harm him, anyway. Deo was his son. A son was meant to serve...
"Nice and easy," Deo murmured, watching the Terrakion's eyes flicker as he followed the movements of his horn. "Just keep watching the light..."
He'd programmed the subliminal messages he wanted into the pulses of light that his horn emitted. Verys had taught him how to do it, and it was a process that had taken a lot of trial and error. That form of hypnosis in particular relied upon the hypnotist being extraordinarily aware of the state of mind of their victim. It was part of the reason Deo was chosen to claim his father, rather than allowing Verys to do it. He knew his father best of all, after all.
He, however, had not expected his method to be quite as effective as it was currently proving. Even Verys had thought he would require the Seviper's help in order to fully hypnotize Magnus. As it was turning out, however, that might be something he would be able to do all on his own.
Deo grinned. The thought excited him; his cock was already straining against the fabric of his pants, tenting yet again; the Keldeo shrugged off the meager shirt he was wearing, revealing a fuzzy, muscular chest. Deo had grown into a fine young Pokmon and that was not something the Terrakion would have missed at the best of time.
Now, with his mind casually manipulated by the Keldeo in a dizzying display, he couldn't help but grunt and step forward. Magnus couldn't look away, even as Deo slipped out of his pants and revealed the excited state of his manhood. It was already drooling precum, the salty fluid sliding down the length of his shaft and down the curve of his balls.
"I look good, don't I?" A shy grin had drawn up on the Keldeo's face as he approached his adoptive father. Deo pressed both of his smaller hands to Magnus' chest, feeling the powerful muscle hidden just beneath his skin. The Keldeo hummed softly under his breath, swaying from side to side in accordance with his tune. "It feels good to relax, doesn't it? Just let your mind drift away... Think about how good it would feel to have me serve you, like a proper son..."
He intended the words to have an effect on Magnus, of course but what Deo perhaps underestimated was the strength of the effect it would have upon his Terrakion father. The muscular male collapsed to his knees as though they were nothing more than jelly; the simply pair of red boxers he wore tented, threatening to rip from the simple strength of his arousal.
Deo's mouth watered. He'd spent many a day nursing on Verys' cock, suckling it again and again until the Seviper was satisfied and the other Pokmon took a long time to be satisfied. More often than not, the poor Keldeo had a sore jaw by the end of the day and a face that had been marked again and again by his master's seed. Not that Deo minded, of course.
Now, seeing Magnus brought to that same level of arousal... Deo couldn't help but want desperately to be given the opportunity to do that for his father, too. The thick, heavy sac below the Terrakion's swaying shaft betrayed his vitality; the Keldeo could only imagine how much cum his father would feed him. He would fuck his throat, Deo imagined, and climax with such force that his seed would spill out around the Keldeo's maw.
Deo shuddered, another drop of precum escaping from the tip of his cock. It was so tempting to drop to his knees and service Magnus, make his father cum again and again until there was nothing left in the leader of the Swords but the thought of abusing the Keldeo's body of using Deo until he was satisfied. There was only one thing that stopped him, and that was the vague memory of Verys telling him there was something more he needed to do...
He needed to make sure the Terrakion was deep in his trance, first. Deo kept up his swaying, the flickering of his horn; his fingers rubbed at his father's skin at the same, mesmerizingly slow pace. With how Magnus' eyes were completely transfixed on his horn, the only way the Keldeo knew his touches were even having an effect was the way the larger Pokmon's breath hitched every time he touched a particularly sensitive spot. Like there, when his fingers graced over the Terrakion's nipples, and a heavy breath turned instead into a soft moan...
"S...son..." Magnus groaned softly and Deo froze briefly, looking his father in the eyes. Had his hypnosis failed? But no; the Terrakion's eyes were as glazed over as ever. He was lost deep within his trance, deep enough that his mind had conjured fantasies of his own.
Deo blinked. If Verys had taught him correctly, that meant... that meant that Magnus had had fantasies of his own, even before the Keldeo had tried to hypnotize him. The Pokmon tried to keep his growing excitement down at the idea; the thought that the Terrakion might have been entertaining shameful thoughts about his own son, perhaps fantasizing about it night after night and the idea that he might be freeing his father from that shame...
It sent shivers of arousal down the Keldeo's spine, to say the least.
"Father." That was Deo whispering the words, soft and seductive; he could see the Terrakion's entire body tremble at the word, and it gave him a thrill. To have such power over another male despite their difference in size and power that was the essence of what Verys had taught him. "Is there something you need?"
Magnus paused for a moment. Deo could almost see the gears ticking in the Terrakion's mind, albeit slower than normal but the Keldeo was delighted when a rumbling growl began to sound from deep within his father's chest. His eyes were still glazed over from Deo's hypnotic abilities, but his body...
His body knew exactly what to do, it seemed. It stood up, and Magnus began to massage his body, thick fingers kneading over his chest. "I want you."
Magnus' voice was much huskier than it normally was, and it evoked just the right response from Deo. The Pokmon grinned, knowing he'd succeeded though it faltered when he realised that what the Terrakion was doing now wasn't anything he'd planned. His tone was cautious when he posed his question. "What are you doing?"
"I am... doing what I always do when I think of you, my son." The reply might have been mechanical, but the hitch in Magnus' breath the obvious pleasure he was feeling certainly wasn't. Those surprisingly dextrous fingers gripped and tugged gently at his own nipples, toying with them. The Terrakion let out a soft, low moan.
Deo, in the meantime, stared with fascination. His father's attraction to him had clearly run far deeper than he'd thought and the idea turned him on to no end. Swallowing, the Keldeo knelt, his horn easily cutting through the thin red fabric that kept the Terrakion's monstrous erection contained.
It took effort to stop himself from salivating when his father's cock was revealed. Magnus was well endowed just as large as he'd imagined, with a single hand barely enough to support the weight of the Terrakion's arousal. The Keldeo let out a happy little moan of pleasure as his fingers stroked along the underside of his father's shaft; the other hand rested gently on Magnus' defined stomach, feeling the firm muscle and squeezing gently.
The hypnotic power in his horn began to fade. Deo was too distracted, too eager for his father; he knelt at Magnus' feet, his fingers groping and teasing the Terrakion's heavy balls, his tongue lapping needily along the other Pokmon's length. It was sheer luck that Magnus had been under Deo's control for long enough that the commands stuck even after the light faded.
It was just enough to change Magnus' mind in just the right ways.
Deo heard a low growl start from deep within Magnus' throat and he looked up, surprised. As far as he knew, anyone that was still under a trance didn't have enough awareness to make sounds like that without prompting. That the Terrakion was glaring at him with narrowed eyes only confirmed his suspicion, and Deo tensed, wary.
"I suppose it's Verys who did this," the Terrakion said. His voice was deep and intimidating a far cry from the tone he'd used to speak to Deo only moments earlier. This was the voice that he used as a member of the Swords of Justice. The Keldeo was prepared to fight back, should it prove necessary; he gathered his power in his muscles, ready to spring upwards at any moment...
And then his father leaned in, his voice full of a dark lust. The Terrakion smirked down at his son, a strong hand lifting up the Keldeo's chin, and practically purred out his next words. "Remind me to thank him later."
Deo didn't quite have the time to process what those words meant about how his attempt at hypnosis had gone a strong hand was already gripping at his mane, and he felt Magnus force his head forward. Deo groaned, his cock throbbing; Verys had taught him time and again how to enjoy being dominated, and this was no exception. If anything, the fact that it was Magnus doing it was all the more exciting for the Keldeo. His jaws opened wide, the Pokmon doing his best to fit the Terrakion's cock into his mouth, but it was just so big...
"You don't know how much I've wanted this," Magnus growled softly. He felt those strong hands grip tightly on to the back of his head, slowly easing him forward onto the Terrakion's cock; it was well within Deo's power to resist, of course, but the Keldeo didn't want to. Instead, he let his jaws and mouth relax as much as he could. Magnus did the rest of the work, forcing his thick cock to slide slowly into his son's mouth. "I kept telling myself that you were my son, that I'd be taking advantage of you... But you know what you've shown me, my boy?"
Deo shook his head, unable to answer with his father's cock stuffed deep into his mouth. Magnus smirked down at him, and leaned in to whisper his next words. "I want to take advantage of you. I want to see you bent over in front of me, begging for a good fuck begging for your dad to fuck you. I want to use you and make you squirm for me, boy. You think you can do that?"
The Keldeo tried to answer but his response was little more than a muffled moan. He was both unable and unwilling to pull back off of Magnus' cock to respond; it felt better to simply relax, to let his father use him as he wanted. He could feel the entire length of the Terrakion's cock filling his mouth, creating a lewd bulge in his cheeks; there was a trickle of precum pushing its way out of Magnus' cock, and the musky, manly taste was almost enough to make Deo cum.
It might have been, had Verys not chosen that moment to interrupt. The Seviper's voice was amused, and when he slithered into sight, both Magnus and Deo could see a wet, erect cock poking up from his scales. He'd been watching them for a while, it seemed, slowly stroking himself to the sight until he'd finally deemed it a good time to make his entrance and as usual, Verys seemed to feel little to no shame. If anything, he carried his exposed manhood with pride, knowing it would draw attention without fail.
"Ssstarting without me?" Verys hissed out a low laugh. His scales danced in the light as he slithered closer, drawing the eye of the Keldeo and his father. Neither seemed to mind; Deo was, if anything, delighted to see his master once again performing that hypnotic spell and Magnus was far too distracted by the warm mouth of his son to care much about what Verys was doing.
"Verys," Magnus greeted, the Terrakion uttering a low groan through his lips. "I must say... you've done a good job with my son. Mmph..."
"I'm proud of Deo," Verys said, grinning down at the Keldeo and despite himself, Deo couldn't help but blush. Master's approval sent a warm glow through his body. "To think he actually managed to bring you under his ssspell! I admit, Magnusss, I thought I was going to have to ssstep in. You mussst have been harboring those feelingsss for a while, hmm?"
"My son has been... on my mind. More than I should have allowed." Magnus' response was blunt. If not for the fact that he was still stuffing his cock into his son, he would have sounded almost as though he was just having a casual conversation with the snake. "I'm... ngh. I'm grateful that you opened him up to males."
"I've done much more than that," Verys laughed. He slithered around them both, his tail coiling around both Deo and Magnus; neither seemed particularly alarmed, despite their disadvantageous situation, "You should have ssseen him... A true ssslut, once manipulated the right way, and once all the right ssstrings are pulled..."
"I can... imagine." Magnus grunted, his cock jumping within Deo's mouth; what was the hottest situation of his life quickly felt like it was about to get even hotter. For some reason, he couldn't keep his eyes off of Verys' scales; there was a small alarm bell ringing at the back of his head, telling him that there was a damn good reason why he shouldn't stare at them but why did it matter? Verys had been the one to reunite him with his son, after all. And the Seviper was the reason Deo was so receptive to his advances, swallowing up his cock like an eager little whore.
"There isss no need," Verys chuckled. He moved again, his scales catching the light in just the right way; again, they caught Magnus' eyes, and the Terrakion couldn't help but follow the little play of light. He didn't notice the way Verys' voice had dropped an octave, as he always did when he was attempting to hypnotize someone. "There isss two of usss, after all, and only one of him..."
Deo let out a small moan at the suggestion. Already, he could imagine both Magnus and Verys fucking him, one at his mouth and the other at his tailhole; once they were done and had satisfied themselves on one orifice, they would switch places, mixing their cum inside of the poor little Keldeo.
Magnus enjoyed the thought as well, if the little growl of pleasure he gave was any indication. He pushed his cock a little further into Deo's mouth, his hands still gripping on to his son's head but his eyes never left Verys' swaying body, nor the glimmering scales that caught his attention. "You up for it, my boy?"
The enthusiastic nod he felt around his cock was more than enough answer for the Terrakion.
Verys slithered around the pair, his tail forming a loop around them before he finally positioned himself behind Deo. He was wearing a handsome smirk and his eyes... there was a subtle glow to his eyes that drew Magnus in. The Terrakion knew on some level what his former enemy was doing, and had Deo not succeeded so well in his own attempt at hypnosis, Magnus might have been able to resist.
But Magnus' mind was clouded with lust, and watching his son kneeling before him, slurping submissively on a cock he could barely fit into his own mouth... The Terrakion had little space in his mind for anything else. He grunted, his fingers massaging Deo's scalp and drawing a moan of pleasure from his son; his eyes fixated, briefly, on the thick cock that was pushing out from between Verys' scales, and the way it slid between his son's cheeks.
Then he was forced to look up again back into Verys' glimmering eyes.
"Yesss," Verys hissed out, his tongue flicking out of his mouth briefly. His eyes were focused on Magnus' own. Deo had done a good job hypnotizing the large Pokmon, but the Seviper needed the leader of the Swords under his control; that would allow him the greatest chance of taking back this city. "Look into my eyesss. Aren't they pretty? Don't you want to just... ssstare?"
"Mmph." Magnus' only response was a grunt, at first but his movements began to slow, his hips rocking in and out of Deo's mouth at just a slightly lower pace. His eyes began to glaze over as he stared into the Seviper's eyes; he'd already had his mind weakened once, and now it was much easier for Verys to penetrate the Terrakion's mind. "Stare..."
"Ssstare," Verys hissed and yet at the same time, he was maneuvering his cock, pressing it against Deo's hole and enjoying the way the Keldeo trembled in anticipation. He could hear the small whine his pet released from around Magnus' cock, and he chuckled softly, slowly pushing in.
The feeling of that warm, used hole pulsing around his shaft would have been enough to break his concentration if he hadn't made sure he had plenty of practice. After all, what could be more appropriate than to hypnotize Magnus while fucking his own son? "Ssstare into my eyesss. Just lose yourssself to those pretty little spiralsss..."
"Pretty... spirals..." Magnus groaned softly. His mind would have fought, but it was too focused on the pleasure Deo was providing him and the Keldeo in question had no intention to stop what was happening. It excited him that his master was bringing the Terrakion under his control; it meant that he would have both his father and his mentor as a lover, and the thought alone was enough to make him moan.
"That'sss right." Verys felt his breaths grow heavier as he began to push in and out of the Keldeo beneath him; no matter how many times he fucked Deo, the younger male's hole always seemed to be tight and eager to be fucked. It was part of the reason Verys felt he was lucky, having landed the other Pokmon the way he did. "Jussst let go... All those pesssky feelings about jussstice, and righteousnessss... Verysss will decide that for you."
Magnus shuddered. For a moment, the Seviper thought that his old enemy was starting to fight back but no, he was just suppressing a loud, animalistic groan of pleasure. His fingers tightened on Deo's head, and he forced his son's mouth further around his cock. "Verys... will decide..."
"Verysss is your massster..." Verys sounded out slowly. He buried himself as deep in the Keldeo as he could then began to spear himself in and out, drawing gasps of pleasure from the Pokmon beneath him. "You will obey me..."
"Master..." Magnus' eyes were reflecting that spiral, glowing a faint light as the Terrakion succumbed to Verys' hypnotic abilities. Why should he resist? Verys was the Seviper that had given him his son, after all... Given him a new and improved son, in fact, one that was eager to serve him and please him. "I will obey..."
"Now... when I count to three... you will awaken from your trance, and cum." Verys hissed out the command as he pushed his cock deep into Deo. There was no question that the Keldeo would spill his seed at the same time as him; it was something that the Seviper had conditioned into Deo time and again. Magnus, however, still needed some conditioning. Verys shuddered as his hips slapped into Deo's ass, his cock burying itself again and again into that tight passage.
There was only so much longer even he could last. His worst enemy had been drained of all of his willpower and that sense of justice, replaced instead by a need to serve Verys and a lust for his son and they were both fucking Deo, whose hot ass and eager mouth had grown on the Seviper in their travels together.
It helped, of course, that the Keldeo had developed a rather charming personality. Part of it was from the memories he'd planted into the other Pokmon, and part of it was simply Deo's natural, optimistic outlook.
"One..." Verys groaned. His hips pressed again into Deo, grinding his cock as deep as it would possibly go; he felt the Keldeo press eagerly back against him, still wanting more of his cock. He grinned. He'd conditioned his pet well.
"Two..." Magnus grunted. His hips moved faster, in and out of Deo's mouth; one hand went back up to his left nipple, squeezing and toying with it while he used his son. He had a thing for having those manipulated, it seemed Verys took a mental note of that. The Seviper shuddered, thrusting into his pet one final time.
"Three."
All three of them came and it was a relentless flood of seed. Warm cum filled Deo from both ends, dripping out of both his ass and his mouth, and the Keldeo swallowed it eagerly. His own cock jerked and throbbed beneath him, streak after streak of cum landing in his fur before dripping back down onto the ground.
Slowly very slowly the three of them pulled back apart. Deo immediately went to his master's side, wrapping his arms around Verys' larger, more muscular one. The Seviper grinned at that, his other arm patting the Keldeo's mane playfully.
"Well, Magnusss?" Verys chuckled. The Terrakion still looked dazed; one hand hefted his heavy cock, cum still dribbling out of the tip. "I'd like to take over the Swordsss of Justice. What sssay you?"
"I only ask that I be allowed to fuck him, master." Magnus looked over at Deo, licking his lips, a look of hungry lust in his eyes. "Use my son the way he wants to be used."
Verys grinned. His tongue flicked out from between his fangs, tasting the musk and sweat in the air even as he felt Deo tremble in arousal at the words.
Okay, since spoilers no longer condense text, can we start posting these stories on pastebin and just post links here in the comments? Because it's getting ridiculous scrolling through these massive walls of text, and just having them be [REDACTED] doesn't help.
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The nights of intimacy once he'd become of age were only a bonus, of course. A bonus for them both.
"Master, look!" Deo pointed at a shop one that was selling, of all things, a collection of collars and leashes. It was hidden in one of the darker corners of the city, and Verys had chosen to take the route specifically because he thought he might be able to pick something up for his new pet. The Seviper couldn't help but smile; a collar would, in a word, be perfect for the Keldeo... and he had to admit, he'd begun to feel a certain affection for the smaller Pokmon.
"Do you like the collarsss, Deo?" Verys chuckled. The Keldeo nodded enthusiastically in response, and Verys couldn't help but let out a short laugh; it was almost unfair how adorable the Keldeo was. Deo seemed to be fascinated with almost everything he came across, approaching it with a certain naivet and idealistic purity a trait that was hard to find in anyone. There was a reason, after all, that Verys felt true peace was only possible with his powers. If everyone had been like Deo, then perhaps his plan wouldn't be necessary.
But it was, alas. Still, the Seviper could afford a short distraction in the form of a little window shopping especially if it meant that Deo would be wearing a collar that denoted his ownership of the other Pokmon. He could only imagine Magnus' reaction upon seeing it; the Keldeo's adoptive father had always been extraordinarily protective...
Verys had far more fun than he would have liked to admit, letting Deo try out different collars. The Keldeo seemed to revel in the act, and the shop owner a nice, plump, and surprisingly innocent Drowzee considering what he sold seemed to appreciate the business he was getting now that one of the Swords of Justice themselves were purchasing from him. Any Pokmon walking by were certainly suddenly very interested in his wares.
He had, in fact, requested several pictures. Verys had only denied him because of an odd, uncharacteristic protectiveness he'd felt towards the Keldeo; Deo was his to enjoy, not for some random shopkeeper to parade around as a marketing tactic.
When they finally stepped out of the shop, Deo was sporting a majestic, purple collar that matched the color of Verys' scales. The Seviper grinned, feeling an odd sort of pride at being able to show off the Keldeo like that; his fingers wrapped around Deo's leash, squeezing around it a few times before he finally detached it and placed it in the bag they'd been given.
"Master?" Deo shot him a hurt look. Verys rose a brow, then let out a soft chuckle, leaning in to flick his tongue across the Keldeo's horn. It was his version of a kiss.
"Do not worry, my pet. I sssimply do not wish to draw too much attention. I think having that collar to show yourself off isss more than enough, don't you?" Verys hissed. His tail coiled around him, the tip sneakily pressing against the Keldeo's package through the fabric of his pants and Deo let out a soft groan in response, gritting his teeth. His cock jerked within his clothing, quickly starting to harden, and it was all he could do not to thrust into his master's touch.
"Besidesss," Verys added, his voice teasing. "We ssstill need to ssseduce your father... Don't you want to feel Magnusss underneath your tail, my pet?"
Deo shuddered. On the trip here, Verys had taken care to fill his protg's mind with countless dirty thoughts about his adoptive father. When Verys wasn't coiled around the Keldeo, pushing his cock against the other Pokmon or burying his shaft into that tight rump, he spoke of Magnus of how Deo's father missed him, and how the handsome Terrakion needed skilled hands to tease and play with his body. He'd gone without for so long, Verys had told him... A dutiful son had to return to his father, and give him the pleasure he needed.
So it was that every day on their journey, Verys would fuck either Deo's mouth or ass, caring little for anyone that might be watching them. They train that took them back to town had many other Pokmon in their cabin, but the Seviper's hypnotic abilities had easily subdued them and they had only been able to watch with rapt attention as Verys fucked his Keldeo again and again, covering his pet with his seed. When Deo wasn't riding his cock, he was straddled on the Seviper's tail, mouth eagerly swallowing around Verys' manhood.
His dreams, on the other hand... His dreams were filled with Terrakion, the handsome Pokmon that had adopted him. He'd never noticed before how attractive his father was and with Verys helping him, any reservations Deo might have had about coming on to his father were long gone. He dreamt about his hands roaming his father's broad chest eagerly, making the Terrakion growl deep in his throat... His hands would stroke and worship that thick, meaty shaft, and it would be so big that even both of his hands together would have trouble wrapping around it. He'd try to fit it into his mouth, anyway, drooling lips fitting around the head of a thick cock as Magnus grunted and thrust into him.
"Getting a little dissstracted, my pet?" Verys' words broke into the Keldeo's reverie and Deo abruptly flushed, embarrassed. He'd been so lost in thought he hadn't even noticed his shaft growing to its full size, pressing against his pants and visibly causing them to tent.
"A-ah!" Unsure of what else to do, Deo quickly shoved his hands into his pockets, trying to make it look like it was just his fingers causing the tent. Verys laughed at that, running his fingers through the Keldeo's mane and gently pulling his hands back out of his pocket. The Seviper leaned in, whispering his next words right into Deo's ear.
"Don't by shy, little one. Show yourssself off..."
Deo shuddered at the words, blushing heavily but he obeyed, as he'd been conditioned to do. His hands slipped from his pockets so that the tent was once again clearly visible. "Y-yes, sir..."
Verys' hand hooked playfully into the back of the Keldeo's collar. "Good boy."
Deo shuddered. The Keldeo might have thought he hid it well but the Seviper could see the way he leaned back into his touch, his breath growing just a touch heavier. If not for the fact that Verys was swaying and moving in just the right way to distract all the people they were passing, others probably would have noticed the tent in Keldeo's pants.
This way, however, Verys could enjoy the little embarrassed shudders that Deo made as he tried not to make his arousal too obvious while, at the same time, keeping the delicious sight of his pet for himself.
There was still some time until they reached the headquarters of the Swords of Justice, after all... and Verys needed something to give him some entertainment.
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The building of the Swords of Justice loomed up before them, and Verys stopped, knowing that it would be dangerous for him to get any closer. He'd been able to get past the border easily enough, with Deo vouching for him and saying he wasn't the villain that the Pokmon in charge feared he was, but here? The building was surrounded by fans of the Swords of Justice; they would notice a Seviper that looked even slightly like him, never mind Verys himself.
So he nudged Deo in his back, gently. "Remember what I taught you, my pet?"
"Yes." Deo bowed his head towards his master. "Do you think I'm ready?"
"Of courssse." Verys gave Deo a smile and a small push towards the building. "Make me proud."
The plan was had multiple parts. Deo wasn't particularly capable of hypnosis, on his own; he was able to apply some of the principles that Verys had taught him, certainly, but he wasn't specialized to do so. His attempts were only effective to a limited degree.
Thus, Deo needed to somehow get Verys into the building. The Seviper could disguise himself to a limited extent, but it would be a lot easier if Deo provided a distraction by walking in on his own the fans would be too obsessed with the returning Sword to bother with a Seviper that was heading in the opposite direction.
From inside, Deo would be able to disable some of the security systems in the headquarters. That would be enough for Verys to sneak in; all he needed was for the alarms to be disabled, and he could push his way through a vent. Not for the first time, the Seviper was thankful for his extraordinarily flexible body.
Finally, Deo needed to get to his father, the one threat to Verys. The Terrakion had proven remarkably resistant to his hypnosis in the past, but Verys had the theory that it would be different if it was his own son; if Deo was trying it, together with him... Well, Magnus might succumb much more easily.
Hypnosis, after all, was all about trust and who did Magnus trust more than his own son?
The reaction of the crowd to Deo's appearance was instantaneous. It was a good thing Verys had allowed the Keldeo's arousal to die down before he'd nudged the other Pokmon towards the building; the fans would definitely have noticed it if he was tenting. There wasn't much Verys could do with his hypnosis in a rowdy crowd like that not fast enough for it to matter, anyway.
Deo managed to force his way past all the fans and reporters, fielding all their questions and requests for an autograph with ease. Verys felt an odd glow of pride at that, and he grinned to himself as the Keldeo slipped into the building. If he could handle that, then it was only a matter of time until the building's security went down and he could make his way in.
The Keldeo felt an aching familiarity as he stepped into the home of the Swords of Justice. He'd lived here for much of his life, until Verys had taken over his mentorship; before that, he'd spent day after day, training with his father. His memories were a little fuzzy on that point, as if he'd been in two places at once, but Deo ignored it. He'd gotten used to that sort of thing over time; Master had told him it was a side effect of his training.
First things first, he needed to disable security. That part was easy enough the few guards they employed just waved him past, letting him do whatever he wanted. It was entirely trivial to disable the so-called security; Verys would be able to slither right up one of the vents, if he so pleased. The Keldeo hoped that his master would make sure no one would follow; he would be in quite a bit of trouble if his actions allowed more than just Verys entrance into the headquarters...
But he ignored that possibility for more. Deo was more interested in finding his father and if his memory served him right, the Terrakion was probably training in the practice room once again. If there was any word Deo could use to describe the other Pokmon, it was dedicated; Magnus cared deeply about the city and about protecting it. Just about the only thing he cared more about was his son. Deo smiled a bit at the thought, his steps becoming a little more gleeful as he tugged open the door to the practice room.
There he was. Magnus was standing in the center, the buff Pokmon almost in the nude but for some underwear he was wearing. It let Deo see, quite clearly, the trickles of sweat sliding slowly down Magnus' pecs as he went through kata after kata. His form was precise, perfect; he'd practiced again and again until he'd gotten this down, after all.
"Father?" Deo called out. Magnus blinked, his eyes snapping over to the door, then to the Keldeo's face.
"Deo!" Magnus exclaimed. He strode over to give his son a big hug, and stopped only a second before he made contact. "Oh, sorry. I'm still covered with sweat."
"I don't mind," Deo laughed. Inwardly, his heart was racing to be this close to the handsome Terrakion, and with his father wearing so little clothing...
Before he could get any further with the thought, Magnus scooped him up in a big hug. Deo shuddered, trying his best to twist his body and hide his growing erection; he didn't want to give the game away too early... although Magnus was making it very difficult, considering how he was pressing their bodies together. "I didn't think I'd get to see you again so soon, son. Did you finish your training already?"
Deo laughed, nuzzling his father's horns. "Yeah, I found a really good Mas mentor. He taught me a lot about how to fight."
"Oh? Is my Deo strong enough to measure up to his dad now, then?" Magnus grinned, puffing up his chest as he set the Keldeo back down on the ground. "Want to show me what you've learned, son?"
"Gladly." Deo set himself up in a fighting stance, his eyes focused in determination. He hid the flecks of lust in his eyes he couldn't let his father see how much he wanted him. Not yet. He needed to get the technique that Verys had taught him going, first; it would help that he was aroused, of course... the pheromones would be slowly dissipating into the air. Then he'd need to pulse power into his horn at just the right pace, at just the right intensity. It was complicated, but it could be done.
The fight began. Magnus charged immediately; even with his son, he had no intention of holding back. The Terrakion shot forward at an astonishing speed for his size, his body glowing a faint white-
Only for Deo to dodge at the last moment, an Aqua Jet propelling him out of the way. He was already pulsing power in and out of his horn, a slow rhythm that Magnus wouldn't notice until later into the fight maybe even only after it. It would slow him down, make him just a little more suggestive.
Deo didn't know how long the fight lasted. It was hard to keep track, once the battle descended into a flurry of blows; the Keldeo had to use almost every trick Verys had taught him just to keep himself in the game. He did notice a look of pleasant surprise crossing Magnus' face each time he was able to dodge an attack that would have taken him down before he'd left to train, and that made him proud.
What was twice as much a point of pride, however, was the fact that he'd been able to keep up that faint, pulsing glow in his horn the entire time. The Terrakion's eyes would flick up towards it every time it glowed briefly, just for a second, just enough to give Deo a millisecond more to react. The regularity with which he had to do so would normally be a distraction, but Verys had trained the practice into him so well that he didn't need to think about it at all, and it proved not to hinder him in combat against even the best of the best.
Still, despite all his advantages... Deo eventually found himself pinned back on the ground by his father. The Keldeo gave Magnus a sheepish grin. "Got me good, dad."
"You've improved." Magnus returned his son's grin, his eyes only briefly distracted by the strangely glowing horn at the tip of the Keldeo's head. The way his eyes were drawn towards it was familiar but no, it couldn't be. He'd banished Verys long ago; there was no reason the Seviper would crop up again now, and certainly not in relation to his son. He'd taught the Keldeo better.
"I had a lot of time to train," Deo explained. He flexed an arm playfully and Magnus couldn't help the way his eyes followed the movement, the bulge of the Keldeo's bicep. He scolded himself a moment later. Adopted or not, this was his son; he was in no position to start admiring Deo's body beyond a mere aesthetic appreciation of how the Keldeo had improved.
"I can see that. I'm proud of you, son." Magnus tussled the Keldeo's mane, and Deo let out a snort of disapproval and started flailing at his arm. Just like old times. "You've got a long way to go yet, but you've definitely earned your place amongst the Swords."
"I'm glad you say that, dad, but..." Deo looked away briefly. The movement was enough to make the Keldeo's beautiful, shiny horn shift and Magnus' eyes followed it, as though it was magnetized to Deo's power. The light faded back out, soon, and he tuned back in just in time to hear what his son was saying. "...get off now?"
"Ah." Magnus let out a cough, the Terrakion unsure how he'd let himself get so distracted. He hoisted himself back up, offering the Keldeo a helping hand as well. "Sorry, kiddo. Just wanted to make sure you were paying attention."
"Sure, sure," Deo teased. "Are you sure you're not just distracted by me? You were staring pretty hard, dad."
"...that's inappropriate," Magnus grumbled but he didn't deny it, and a pit of excitement began to grow in Deo's mind. It was working. The gentle sway of his horn, the rhythmic pulses of power... Magnus was subconsciously following every little movement he made, and his mind was being drawn into a pattern of suggestibility. Deo started swaying slightly first left, then right, his horn pulsing each time he changed directions.
Magnus couldn't help but stare. There was something that was just so... interesting about what his son was doing. He couldn't pinpoint what it was, exactly; he just knew he had difficulty looking away.
"Can I show you something else I learned, dad?" Deo asked quietly. Magnus was silent for a moment before he realized that the Keldeo was talking to him. Then he started to awareness, giving Deo a broad smile.
"Of course, kiddo. Show me what you got." He leaned forward in anticipation.
"Okay, but you need to look really closely at my horn," Deo informed him. Magnus couldn't help but chuckle what was this, a magic trick? but he obliged the Keldeo, nonetheless. Leaning forward, the large Terrakion focused his eyes on Deo's horn just as it began to glow.
He swayed to the right, and Magnus' eyes followed. Deo's eyes were closed almost as if he was in bliss, Magnus thought and he seemed to be focusing all of his power in his horn. For a moment, the Terrakion wondered if his son had discovered the Secret Sword... but no, Deo didn't seem like he was changing, and his horn wasn't gathering the same sort of power it did when drawing power for a fighting-type move. Instead, he was just swaying back and forth, almost as though he was waiting for something.
Deo swayed gently to the right again, and Magnus followed that pulsing, rhythmic horn.
Back to the left.
Glow.
Dim.
Right.
Left.
One, two, three, four. Magnus' eyes fell half-closed as he allowed himself to relax into the nice, predictable, comforting rhythm. It was his son doing it, he told himself, so it couldn't have been anything dangerous.
Except... except... Magnus glanced down for an instant, struggling against the hypnosis. Something was wrong. Something was different... There, that collar around his son's neck. It was set, perfectly accentuating the Keldeo's lithe body.
No.
That wasn't it. It was... it was its color. Something about its color...
"Isn't it nice to just look at my horn, dad?" Deo interrupted. Magnus blinked once, glancing back up to the Keldeo's horn, the way it pulsed in the light. It was nice to stare at it, even if it did make his thoughts feel... fuzzy. It wasn't like Deo would harm him, anyway. Deo was his son. A son was meant to serve...
"Nice and easy," Deo murmured, watching the Terrakion's eyes flicker as he followed the movements of his horn. "Just keep watching the light..."
He'd programmed the subliminal messages he wanted into the pulses of light that his horn emitted. Verys had taught him how to do it, and it was a process that had taken a lot of trial and error. That form of hypnosis in particular relied upon the hypnotist being extraordinarily aware of the state of mind of their victim. It was part of the reason Deo was chosen to claim his father, rather than allowing Verys to do it. He knew his father best of all, after all.
He, however, had not expected his method to be quite as effective as it was currently proving. Even Verys had thought he would require the Seviper's help in order to fully hypnotize Magnus. As it was turning out, however, that might be something he would be able to do all on his own.
Deo grinned. The thought excited him; his cock was already straining against the fabric of his pants, tenting yet again; the Keldeo shrugged off the meager shirt he was wearing, revealing a fuzzy, muscular chest. Deo had grown into a fine young Pokmon and that was not something the Terrakion would have missed at the best of time.
Now, with his mind casually manipulated by the Keldeo in a dizzying display, he couldn't help but grunt and step forward. Magnus couldn't look away, even as Deo slipped out of his pants and revealed the excited state of his manhood. It was already drooling precum, the salty fluid sliding down the length of his shaft and down the curve of his balls.
"I look good, don't I?" A shy grin had drawn up on the Keldeo's face as he approached his adoptive father. Deo pressed both of his smaller hands to Magnus' chest, feeling the powerful muscle hidden just beneath his skin. The Keldeo hummed softly under his breath, swaying from side to side in accordance with his tune. "It feels good to relax, doesn't it? Just let your mind drift away... Think about how good it would feel to have me serve you, like a proper son..."
He intended the words to have an effect on Magnus, of course but what Deo perhaps underestimated was the strength of the effect it would have upon his Terrakion father. The muscular male collapsed to his knees as though they were nothing more than jelly; the simply pair of red boxers he wore tented, threatening to rip from the simple strength of his arousal.
Deo's mouth watered. He'd spent many a day nursing on Verys' cock, suckling it again and again until the Seviper was satisfied and the other Pokmon took a long time to be satisfied. More often than not, the poor Keldeo had a sore jaw by the end of the day and a face that had been marked again and again by his master's seed. Not that Deo minded, of course.
Now, seeing Magnus brought to that same level of arousal... Deo couldn't help but want desperately to be given the opportunity to do that for his father, too. The thick, heavy sac below the Terrakion's swaying shaft betrayed his vitality; the Keldeo could only imagine how much cum his father would feed him. He would fuck his throat, Deo imagined, and climax with such force that his seed would spill out around the Keldeo's maw.
Deo shuddered, another drop of precum escaping from the tip of his cock. It was so tempting to drop to his knees and service Magnus, make his father cum again and again until there was nothing left in the leader of the Swords but the thought of abusing the Keldeo's body of using Deo until he was satisfied. There was only one thing that stopped him, and that was the vague memory of Verys telling him there was something more he needed to do...
He needed to make sure the Terrakion was deep in his trance, first. Deo kept up his swaying, the flickering of his horn; his fingers rubbed at his father's skin at the same, mesmerizingly slow pace. With how Magnus' eyes were completely transfixed on his horn, the only way the Keldeo knew his touches were even having an effect was the way the larger Pokmon's breath hitched every time he touched a particularly sensitive spot. Like there, when his fingers graced over the Terrakion's nipples, and a heavy breath turned instead into a soft moan...
"S...son..." Magnus groaned softly and Deo froze briefly, looking his father in the eyes. Had his hypnosis failed? But no; the Terrakion's eyes were as glazed over as ever. He was lost deep within his trance, deep enough that his mind had conjured fantasies of his own.
Deo blinked. If Verys had taught him correctly, that meant... that meant that Magnus had had fantasies of his own, even before the Keldeo had tried to hypnotize him. The Pokmon tried to keep his growing excitement down at the idea; the thought that the Terrakion might have been entertaining shameful thoughts about his own son, perhaps fantasizing about it night after night and the idea that he might be freeing his father from that shame...
It sent shivers of arousal down the Keldeo's spine, to say the least.
"Father." That was Deo whispering the words, soft and seductive; he could see the Terrakion's entire body tremble at the word, and it gave him a thrill. To have such power over another male despite their difference in size and power that was the essence of what Verys had taught him. "Is there something you need?"
Magnus paused for a moment. Deo could almost see the gears ticking in the Terrakion's mind, albeit slower than normal but the Keldeo was delighted when a rumbling growl began to sound from deep within his father's chest. His eyes were still glazed over from Deo's hypnotic abilities, but his body...
His body knew exactly what to do, it seemed. It stood up, and Magnus began to massage his body, thick fingers kneading over his chest. "I want you."
Magnus' voice was much huskier than it normally was, and it evoked just the right response from Deo. The Pokmon grinned, knowing he'd succeeded though it faltered when he realised that what the Terrakion was doing now wasn't anything he'd planned. His tone was cautious when he posed his question. "What are you doing?"
"I am... doing what I always do when I think of you, my son." The reply might have been mechanical, but the hitch in Magnus' breath the obvious pleasure he was feeling certainly wasn't. Those surprisingly dextrous fingers gripped and tugged gently at his own nipples, toying with them. The Terrakion let out a soft, low moan.
Deo, in the meantime, stared with fascination. His father's attraction to him had clearly run far deeper than he'd thought and the idea turned him on to no end. Swallowing, the Keldeo knelt, his horn easily cutting through the thin red fabric that kept the Terrakion's monstrous erection contained.
It took effort to stop himself from salivating when his father's cock was revealed. Magnus was well endowed just as large as he'd imagined, with a single hand barely enough to support the weight of the Terrakion's arousal. The Keldeo let out a happy little moan of pleasure as his fingers stroked along the underside of his father's shaft; the other hand rested gently on Magnus' defined stomach, feeling the firm muscle and squeezing gently.
The hypnotic power in his horn began to fade. Deo was too distracted, too eager for his father; he knelt at Magnus' feet, his fingers groping and teasing the Terrakion's heavy balls, his tongue lapping needily along the other Pokmon's length. It was sheer luck that Magnus had been under Deo's control for long enough that the commands stuck even after the light faded.
It was just enough to change Magnus' mind in just the right ways.
Deo heard a low growl start from deep within Magnus' throat and he looked up, surprised. As far as he knew, anyone that was still under a trance didn't have enough awareness to make sounds like that without prompting. That the Terrakion was glaring at him with narrowed eyes only confirmed his suspicion, and Deo tensed, wary.
"I suppose it's Verys who did this," the Terrakion said. His voice was deep and intimidating a far cry from the tone he'd used to speak to Deo only moments earlier. This was the voice that he used as a member of the Swords of Justice. The Keldeo was prepared to fight back, should it prove necessary; he gathered his power in his muscles, ready to spring upwards at any moment...
And then his father leaned in, his voice full of a dark lust. The Terrakion smirked down at his son, a strong hand lifting up the Keldeo's chin, and practically purred out his next words. "Remind me to thank him later."
Deo didn't quite have the time to process what those words meant about how his attempt at hypnosis had gone a strong hand was already gripping at his mane, and he felt Magnus force his head forward. Deo groaned, his cock throbbing; Verys had taught him time and again how to enjoy being dominated, and this was no exception. If anything, the fact that it was Magnus doing it was all the more exciting for the Keldeo. His jaws opened wide, the Pokmon doing his best to fit the Terrakion's cock into his mouth, but it was just so big...
"You don't know how much I've wanted this," Magnus growled softly. He felt those strong hands grip tightly on to the back of his head, slowly easing him forward onto the Terrakion's cock; it was well within Deo's power to resist, of course, but the Keldeo didn't want to. Instead, he let his jaws and mouth relax as much as he could. Magnus did the rest of the work, forcing his thick cock to slide slowly into his son's mouth. "I kept telling myself that you were my son, that I'd be taking advantage of you... But you know what you've shown me, my boy?"
Deo shook his head, unable to answer with his father's cock stuffed deep into his mouth. Magnus smirked down at him, and leaned in to whisper his next words. "I want to take advantage of you. I want to see you bent over in front of me, begging for a good fuck begging for your dad to fuck you. I want to use you and make you squirm for me, boy. You think you can do that?"
The Keldeo tried to answer but his response was little more than a muffled moan. He was both unable and unwilling to pull back off of Magnus' cock to respond; it felt better to simply relax, to let his father use him as he wanted. He could feel the entire length of the Terrakion's cock filling his mouth, creating a lewd bulge in his cheeks; there was a trickle of precum pushing its way out of Magnus' cock, and the musky, manly taste was almost enough to make Deo cum.
It might have been, had Verys not chosen that moment to interrupt. The Seviper's voice was amused, and when he slithered into sight, both Magnus and Deo could see a wet, erect cock poking up from his scales. He'd been watching them for a while, it seemed, slowly stroking himself to the sight until he'd finally deemed it a good time to make his entrance and as usual, Verys seemed to feel little to no shame. If anything, he carried his exposed manhood with pride, knowing it would draw attention without fail.
"Ssstarting without me?" Verys hissed out a low laugh. His scales danced in the light as he slithered closer, drawing the eye of the Keldeo and his father. Neither seemed to mind; Deo was, if anything, delighted to see his master once again performing that hypnotic spell and Magnus was far too distracted by the warm mouth of his son to care much about what Verys was doing.
"Verys," Magnus greeted, the Terrakion uttering a low groan through his lips. "I must say... you've done a good job with my son. Mmph..."
"I'm proud of Deo," Verys said, grinning down at the Keldeo and despite himself, Deo couldn't help but blush. Master's approval sent a warm glow through his body. "To think he actually managed to bring you under his ssspell! I admit, Magnusss, I thought I was going to have to ssstep in. You mussst have been harboring those feelingsss for a while, hmm?"
"My son has been... on my mind. More than I should have allowed." Magnus' response was blunt. If not for the fact that he was still stuffing his cock into his son, he would have sounded almost as though he was just having a casual conversation with the snake. "I'm... ngh. I'm grateful that you opened him up to males."
"I've done much more than that," Verys laughed. He slithered around them both, his tail coiling around both Deo and Magnus; neither seemed particularly alarmed, despite their disadvantageous situation, "You should have ssseen him... A true ssslut, once manipulated the right way, and once all the right ssstrings are pulled..."
"I can... imagine." Magnus grunted, his cock jumping within Deo's mouth; what was the hottest situation of his life quickly felt like it was about to get even hotter. For some reason, he couldn't keep his eyes off of Verys' scales; there was a small alarm bell ringing at the back of his head, telling him that there was a damn good reason why he shouldn't stare at them but why did it matter? Verys had been the one to reunite him with his son, after all. And the Seviper was the reason Deo was so receptive to his advances, swallowing up his cock like an eager little whore.
"There isss no need," Verys chuckled. He moved again, his scales catching the light in just the right way; again, they caught Magnus' eyes, and the Terrakion couldn't help but follow the little play of light. He didn't notice the way Verys' voice had dropped an octave, as he always did when he was attempting to hypnotize someone. "There isss two of usss, after all, and only one of him..."
Deo let out a small moan at the suggestion. Already, he could imagine both Magnus and Verys fucking him, one at his mouth and the other at his tailhole; once they were done and had satisfied themselves on one orifice, they would switch places, mixing their cum inside of the poor little Keldeo.
Magnus enjoyed the thought as well, if the little growl of pleasure he gave was any indication. He pushed his cock a little further into Deo's mouth, his hands still gripping on to his son's head but his eyes never left Verys' swaying body, nor the glimmering scales that caught his attention. "You up for it, my boy?"
The enthusiastic nod he felt around his cock was more than enough answer for the Terrakion.
Verys slithered around the pair, his tail forming a loop around them before he finally positioned himself behind Deo. He was wearing a handsome smirk and his eyes... there was a subtle glow to his eyes that drew Magnus in. The Terrakion knew on some level what his former enemy was doing, and had Deo not succeeded so well in his own attempt at hypnosis, Magnus might have been able to resist.
But Magnus' mind was clouded with lust, and watching his son kneeling before him, slurping submissively on a cock he could barely fit into his own mouth... The Terrakion had little space in his mind for anything else. He grunted, his fingers massaging Deo's scalp and drawing a moan of pleasure from his son; his eyes fixated, briefly, on the thick cock that was pushing out from between Verys' scales, and the way it slid between his son's cheeks.
Then he was forced to look up again back into Verys' glimmering eyes.
"Yesss," Verys hissed out, his tongue flicking out of his mouth briefly. His eyes were focused on Magnus' own. Deo had done a good job hypnotizing the large Pokmon, but the Seviper needed the leader of the Swords under his control; that would allow him the greatest chance of taking back this city. "Look into my eyesss. Aren't they pretty? Don't you want to just... ssstare?"
"Mmph." Magnus' only response was a grunt, at first but his movements began to slow, his hips rocking in and out of Deo's mouth at just a slightly lower pace. His eyes began to glaze over as he stared into the Seviper's eyes; he'd already had his mind weakened once, and now it was much easier for Verys to penetrate the Terrakion's mind. "Stare..."
"Ssstare," Verys hissed and yet at the same time, he was maneuvering his cock, pressing it against Deo's hole and enjoying the way the Keldeo trembled in anticipation. He could hear the small whine his pet released from around Magnus' cock, and he chuckled softly, slowly pushing in.
The feeling of that warm, used hole pulsing around his shaft would have been enough to break his concentration if he hadn't made sure he had plenty of practice. After all, what could be more appropriate than to hypnotize Magnus while fucking his own son? "Ssstare into my eyesss. Just lose yourssself to those pretty little spiralsss..."
"Pretty... spirals..." Magnus groaned softly. His mind would have fought, but it was too focused on the pleasure Deo was providing him and the Keldeo in question had no intention to stop what was happening. It excited him that his master was bringing the Terrakion under his control; it meant that he would have both his father and his mentor as a lover, and the thought alone was enough to make him moan.
"That'sss right." Verys felt his breaths grow heavier as he began to push in and out of the Keldeo beneath him; no matter how many times he fucked Deo, the younger male's hole always seemed to be tight and eager to be fucked. It was part of the reason Verys felt he was lucky, having landed the other Pokmon the way he did. "Jussst let go... All those pesssky feelings about jussstice, and righteousnessss... Verysss will decide that for you."
Magnus shuddered. For a moment, the Seviper thought that his old enemy was starting to fight back but no, he was just suppressing a loud, animalistic groan of pleasure. His fingers tightened on Deo's head, and he forced his son's mouth further around his cock. "Verys... will decide..."
"Verysss is your massster..." Verys sounded out slowly. He buried himself as deep in the Keldeo as he could then began to spear himself in and out, drawing gasps of pleasure from the Pokmon beneath him. "You will obey me..."
"Master..." Magnus' eyes were reflecting that spiral, glowing a faint light as the Terrakion succumbed to Verys' hypnotic abilities. Why should he resist? Verys was the Seviper that had given him his son, after all... Given him a new and improved son, in fact, one that was eager to serve him and please him. "I will obey..."
"Now... when I count to three... you will awaken from your trance, and cum." Verys hissed out the command as he pushed his cock deep into Deo. There was no question that the Keldeo would spill his seed at the same time as him; it was something that the Seviper had conditioned into Deo time and again. Magnus, however, still needed some conditioning. Verys shuddered as his hips slapped into Deo's ass, his cock burying itself again and again into that tight passage.
There was only so much longer even he could last. His worst enemy had been drained of all of his willpower and that sense of justice, replaced instead by a need to serve Verys and a lust for his son and they were both fucking Deo, whose hot ass and eager mouth had grown on the Seviper in their travels together.
It helped, of course, that the Keldeo had developed a rather charming personality. Part of it was from the memories he'd planted into the other Pokmon, and part of it was simply Deo's natural, optimistic outlook.
"One..." Verys groaned. His hips pressed again into Deo, grinding his cock as deep as it would possibly go; he felt the Keldeo press eagerly back against him, still wanting more of his cock. He grinned. He'd conditioned his pet well.
"Two..." Magnus grunted. His hips moved faster, in and out of Deo's mouth; one hand went back up to his left nipple, squeezing and toying with it while he used his son. He had a thing for having those manipulated, it seemed Verys took a mental note of that. The Seviper shuddered, thrusting into his pet one final time.
"Three."
All three of them came and it was a relentless flood of seed. Warm cum filled Deo from both ends, dripping out of both his ass and his mouth, and the Keldeo swallowed it eagerly. His own cock jerked and throbbed beneath him, streak after streak of cum landing in his fur before dripping back down onto the ground.
Slowly very slowly the three of them pulled back apart. Deo immediately went to his master's side, wrapping his arms around Verys' larger, more muscular one. The Seviper grinned at that, his other arm patting the Keldeo's mane playfully.
"Well, Magnusss?" Verys chuckled. The Terrakion still looked dazed; one hand hefted his heavy cock, cum still dribbling out of the tip. "I'd like to take over the Swordsss of Justice. What sssay you?"
"I only ask that I be allowed to fuck him, master." Magnus looked over at Deo, licking his lips, a look of hungry lust in his eyes. "Use my son the way he wants to be used."
Verys grinned. His tongue flicked out from between his fangs, tasting the musk and sweat in the air even as he felt Deo tremble in arousal at the words.
"That... will not be a problem."
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