This is part two of the Kuro x Schande fanfic x3
Enjoy!

Kuro is:  kuroodod
Storm is:  thunderbum
All other characters are mine
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“No way!”

I nodded at Storm with a big grin.

“No fucking way!”

“Yep! Right there in the locker room!”

“Well, shit man, give me the details!”

I retold every last bit of my magical encounter with Kuro the previous day. I made sure to relay every detail of how it happened, what it was like, the works. As if I was still making sure that it really happened. Which I’m sure it did, I’ve got the sore rump to prove it!

“And get this! After it was all said and done, he said that we should hang out
sometime!” I said with a bit of a squeal.

“Well, I should hope so! It’s kind of rude to fuck and forget!”

“With him, I probably would let it slide.”

He gave me a “give me a break” look.

“Oh alright, I would keep on crushing on him!”

“I still don’t really see what you see in him. He’s such a rebel.”

I sat back and thought about it a bit. What was it about him that just pulled me in? I mean, sure, he was great to look at, and boy did he have some pelvic magic. But, there’s just something about him that just mesmerizes me. And I can’t explain why.

“I’m not sure myself. He’s just…I feel like maybe…we could…I don’t know. I just can’t help but to be drawn to him.”

Storm gave me a small smile and rubbed my back reassuringly.

“Well, don’t give up on him. Your little locker room limbo was definitely a good start!”

I shoved him playfully. The bell rang to end the lunch hour, so we got up from the table we were sitting at and left for class. I went about my day as usual, daydreaming about Kuro. But, naturally, the daydreams were kicked up a notch. When math finally came around, my libido was definitely on the rise, no pun intended. I walked into the classroom and sat down at my desk. The teacher began the lesson as usual.

Naturally, Kuro was nowhere to be seen. Hehe, always one to be a rebel, that one. I remember when I first saw him. I had just moved to the school. I didn’t know anybody. I was loading my things into my newly-assigned locker when I saw him. At first glance, he was very handsome. I checked him out a bit, picking up snatches of his conversation with his Liepard friend, Jason.

“You got suspended again? What did you do this time?” asked Jason, slapping a paw to his face.

“I drew a dick on one of my teacher’s assignments!” Kuro said rather proudly.

“They suspended you for that?”

“Well, it was kinda…traced.”

Kuro laughed while Jason made a sarcastic kind of, “Ew, gross!” noise.
I chuckled a little after hearing the Raichu’s tomfoolery. Yep, he definitely was a rebel. But he didn’t seem like one of those douchebaggy rebels, more like a class clown than a bully.

Back to the present day, I stifled a giggle at my earliest memory of Kuro. As I was taking notes, Kuro waltzed into the classroom, as nonchalant as ever. The teacher turned and looked like she was going to say something, but she decided against it. Kuro smirked and walked over to his seat. He looked over at me. When we locked eyes, he gave me a little smile and a wink. I blushed, just like I do every time I see him.

The class dragged on like normal. I constantly gazed dreamily at Kuro, looking away only to quickly scrawl some notes down. On one of these instances, something hit me on the head. I looked up and saw that it was a paper ball. I took it and looked up, seeing Kuro smirking at me. I smiled sheepishly and opened up the ball. It had just one sentence scribbled on it.

‘Focus on the equations, Pix!’

Reading this made me laugh out loud, in the middle of the teacher’s lecture. The teacher turned around and looked sharply at me.

“Thompson! Shut up and pay attention!”

“Yes, professor!” I managed to say without laughing.

The teacher huffed and went back to her lecture. The bell eventually rang, and the class left. I was back at my locker packing my stuff inside when Storm walked up to me.

“Soooo, how was math with your big Chu?”

I chuckled and told him about the little paper ball. We were laughing about the teacher’s outburst when someone tapped me on my shoulder. I turned around to see Kuro standing over me. I blushed and smiled sheepishly at him.

“H-Hi Kuro!”

“Hey there Pix. You doing anything this weekend?”

I blushed harder and shook my head. He smirked and pulled a marker out of his pocket. He grabbed my arm and began to write something down on my fur.

“Give me a call sometime,” he said before walking off.

I looked at my arm and realized he had written his phone number down on my arm.

I looked over to Storm excitedly, flashing him the number.

“Oh my God! He just gave me his number!”

“I’m not blind, I can see that. Congratulations!”

I started bouncing up and down with glee. Kuro wants me to call him! That
realization suddenly hit me like a brick. He wanted me to call him.

“Storm, he wants me to call him!”

“Yeah, I’m aware.”

“No! He wants me to CALL HIM!”

“Is that a problem?”

“Yes!”

“Okay, I’m confused here.”

“What do I say to him? How soon do I call him? What do we talk about?”

“Ah, okay. Now I get it. You’re freaking out.”

“You think? This is huge! I mean, what do I do?”

“Well, I’d say the only thing to do is call him. That’s kinda what he told you to do.”

“But, I know I’m gonna make a fool of myself! I don’t think I can do this.”

“I think he’s prepared for you to make a fool of yourself, ever since the whole ‘equations’ tidbit.”

“Oh my God, will you let that go? I panicked!”

Storm laughed and clapped me on the shoulder, “Believe me, no one is going to let you live that down!”

I gave him a rather unamused look. We finally packed up and headed out to the buses. Throughout the entire ride home, I stared at the digits on my arm. What was I gonna do? Throughout my life, I’ve never had this happen to me. No one has ever just straight up given me their number out of the blue like Kuro did. I’ve mentioned before that I’ve gotten around a few times. Sure, that’s true, but none of the guys I’ve been with previously have shown any form of interest in me. I’m just a quick, easy lay for them. I’m pretty sure half of them don’t even know my name. But, Kuro just seems…different. I think he might actually like me a bit. But I’m not gonna get my hopes up any time soon. I don’t have the best scorecard when it comes to relationship stuff.

The bus came to a halt in front of my stop. A few others and I got off the bus. I waved adieu to the driver and made my way to my house. It was a small abode, but my family has lived there for generations. I unlocked the door with my house key and walked inside. However, no one greeted me.

I live alone. I used to live with my grandfather, but he passed away about three years ago. The house itself is over a hundred years old, so clearly there’s no longer any mortgage payment with it. I support myself at the moment with an after school job and a decent amount of money that my grandpa left me in his will.

I set my backpack down by the front door and walked into the living room, sitting down on the couch. I leaned back into the cushions and shut my eyes, sighing heavily. I looked down at my arm again, staring at Kuro’s number for a bit. I pulled out my phone and entered his number in my contact list, putting little emoji hearts around his name. After that, I set my phone aside and looked up above the fireplace at a framed portrait hanging on the wall. It was a picture of little seven-year-old me, smiling widely and innocently. Standing behind me to my right was my mother, a Ninetales. And to her left was my grandfather, a Delphox. I smiled as I looked at my mom’s gentle smile in the photo.

“Wish you were here, mom. Something tells me you would know what to say,” I said aloud.

I looked back down at my phone, contemplating what to do next. I certainly didn’t want to rush or seem too eager, but I know that if I talked myself out of calling Kuro, I would never do it. I picked up my phone and went to his contact page, hovering my thumb over the call button. But for some reason, I couldn’t press it. I was chickening out, yet again. I sighed, but then I felt a strong urge to push the button, and before I knew it, the call was made and the electronic ringing noise was sounding. I chuckled a little bit at what just happened.

“Hehe, thanks mom,” I said softly.

I put the phone up to my ear, waiting for an answer. Nervousness was building in my gut, and I was almost too afraid to speak when I finally heard his voice.

“Hello?” he said on the other line.

“H-hi Kuro!”

“Oh, hey! It’s about time, Pix! I was starting to think you weren’t gonna call,” he said, chuckling.

“Hehe, y-yeah. I guess I was just waiting for the right time. How are you?”

“I’m pretty good. What about you?”

“G-great!”

There was a few seconds of awkward silence, which I had the brilliant idea of trying to break.

“So, uh, how are you doing?”

I heard him laugh a little on the other side, “Still good!”

I slapped a paw to my face, “I asked you that already, didn’t I?”

“Hehe, indeed you did!”

“Well, don’t I just have a fantastic track record with having a conversation with you?” I said with a great deal of sarcasm.

We both laughed at my little hiccup. After the chuckles died down, I decided to be a little brave.

“S-so, I was thinking. If y-you weren’t…doing anything, maybe you’d wanna…I dunno…c-come over?”

“Hmmm, well that depends. Is dinner included?”

I laughed a little bit, “I think I can arrange that.”

“Alright! I’ll see you soon then!”

I chuckled and gave him my address. I could hear him scrawling it down on a scrap of paper.

“Great, see you in an hour!”

Then he hung up. I hung up my phone and flopped backward onto the couch. I turned over everything in my head. He was coming over for dinner! This in itself brought a dilemma. I don’t even know what he likes! What was I gonna make? I got up and walked into the kitchen. I began to poke around my pantry, looking over what I had to prepare for dinner. I spotted a box of spaghetti noodles, grabbed it and set it out on the counter. Pasta is always a great dinner, right?
I grabbed a pot and filled it with water, setting it on the stove to boil. I leaned back against the counter, deep in thought. I really want to make this dinner perfect for Kuro. But the question was, how was I gonna do it? Boxed pasta, canned sauce, and frozen meatballs don’t seem all that impressive. Oh Lord, this dinner was gonna be a flop!

Then it hit me! My mom had a fantastic recipe for a Clauncher meat spaghetti sauce. I remembered that her spaghetti was my favorite as a kid. This would be perfect! I quickly went back to the pantry and reached for the top shelf. I grabbed my mom’s old recipe box, flipping it open and rifling through the recipe cards until I found what I was looking for. I pulled the card out and pored over the ingredients. I checked the refrigerator, cupboards, and pantry, jotting down everything that I didn’t have for the sauce on a scrap of paper. Time for a trip to the store. I turned to leave, almost forgetting to shut off the stove. I spared my house from being burned to the ground and bolted out the door, grabbing my bike and riding to the little grocery store down the street.

I grabbed a basket and started bustling around the store, picking up an onion, some mushrooms, tomato paste, garlic, and of course, Clauncher meat. I paid for my groceries and pedaled quickly home. I walked inside and start gathering all of my ingredients and laying them out on the countertop. I pulled out an apron from one of my cabinets and put it on. Time to get cooking!

I placed a skillet on the stove and turned on the burner. I opened the package of Clauncher meat and tossed it in the skillet. I then chopped up an onion and some garlic, adding the vegetables to the skillet mixture along with some olive oil, salt, pepper, Italian seasoning, oregano, basil, and a bay leaf. No, not a Bayleef, a bay leaf. There is a distinct difference between the two. One is an herb that is used in several recipes to zest up the flavor, the other is a living, breathing Pokémon that would probably get me sent to prison for life if I chopped it up and served it over a plate of pasta.

I stirred the contents of the skillet until I noticed the meat and onion turning brown. I added the tomato paste, sauce, and diced bits into the skillet and mixed it all together. When it was all set, I turned the heat on the burner down and let it simmer. This was gonna take a while, so I leaned back on the counter and took a breath.

No sooner had I finished exhaling, I heard a knock on the door. I jumped a bit and bustled over to the door, peering through the little peep hole. There he was! I went to turn the handle when I realize what a mess I was. There was tomato sauce and vegetable juice all over my apron. Not to mention I was sweaty and smelled like an onion! I can’t answer the door looking like this! I turned to go clean up a bit when he rang the doorbell. I swore silently and answered the door. When he saw me, I saw him stifle a chuckle.

“Hey there Pix! What are you up to?”

“U-uh, dinner! H-heh, come on in!”

I waved my arm inside and welcomed him into my home. He smiled and walked in. I shut the door behind him. As he walked past, I got a good look at his rather large rump. It was very well toned and looked like a giant pillow. Man, what I wouldn’t give to have that in my face…

I pulled my mind out of the gutter just in time to register him saying, “Nice place you got here!”

I blushed and thanked him. He sniffed the air and smiled.

“Mmmm~ What’s cooking?”

“P-pasta sauce! Family recipe,” I replied with a bit of a nervous giggle.

Butterflies were whirling around in my insides. I was beyond nervous. I never thought I would have Kuro here in my house. I think he noticed how nervous I was because he rubbed my shoulder reassuringly.

“Pasta, huh? Hehe, you know, when I asked if dinner was included, I was expecting something more along the lines of pizza or takeout Chinese. But hey, I’m never one to turn down a home cooked meal!

“Hehe, w-well, I like to go the distance,” I said, blushing even brighter.

“I see that!”

We both chuckled a bit and stood there in an awkward silence. It then struck me that he was still standing.

“Oh! E-Excuse me, I-I-I’m being a bad host! Please, take your shoes off! Make yourself at home!”

“I thought you’d never say that!” he said with a laugh.

He flopped down onto the couch and kicked his shoes off, leaning back and smiling.

I smiled meekly and shuffled around on the spot where I stood.

“S-so, you stay here and get comfortable, a-and I’ll finish up dinner!”

I quickly bolted back into the kitchen. I started stirring up the sauce, giving it a quick taste test. Mmm, just how I remembered! I filled a second pot with water and began to boil the pasta. Everything was almost ready. I began to get out a couple plates and two forks. I set them by the stove just in time for the pasta to finish boiling.

I sighed a bit in relief and took off my apron. So far, dinner was going mostly as planned. I washed my hands and face and walked back into the living room. Kuro was sitting on the couch, playing on his phone. I cleared my throat timidly. He looked up and perked his ears in interest.

“D-Dinner is ready, if y-you’d like to take a seat at the table!”

“Great! I’m starving!” he said, rising from the couch.

He made his way over to the dining room table and sat down, waiting expectedly. I served up two steaming dishes of spaghetti and brought the plates over to the table, setting one down in front of Kuro. I gave him a fork and sat down across from him.
He wasted no time in twirling up a forkful and sticking it into his mouth. As he chewed, a wide smile spread across his muzzle.

“Wow, Schande! This is fantastic!”

I blushed brightly and smiled sheepishly, “Aww, thanks! Don’t be shy then, dig in!”
We both started eating with gusto. I didn’t realize how hungry I was until I started devouring the pasta. We ate in silence for a bit, really savoring the meal, but after a bit, the silence was getting too heavy. I wanted to start making conversation, but I’m very clearly incompetent at that. Luckily for me, Kuro spoke first.

“So, do you live here by yourself?”

“Yeah, just me here,” I said with a bit of a chuckle.

“That must be nice! You got all this space all to yourself! I bet you have some wild parties here, huh?”

“Ha! Oh definitely. Complete with booze, strobe lights, and strippers!”

We both laughed at my sarcastic remark. We continued to just talk for a while as we ate, chatting about school, home life, video games, and any number of our interests.

As the conversation wore on, I found myself relaxing and finding it really easy to talk to him. I was no longer nervous and stuttering. I was amazed how easy he was to get along with. It was almost like we’d been friends for years.

After about an hour of laughing and shooting the breeze, the meal finally came to a conclusion. Kuro leaned back in his chair and rubbed his stomach in content.

“Man, that was great, Pix! I didn’t know you could cook so well.”

I smiled and blushed a bit, yet again, “Thank you! It’s one of the few things I pride myself on.”

“Hehe, I know something else you probably pride yourself on,” he said, raising an eyebrow.

Knowing exactly what he was talking about, I blushed and giggled, burying my face in my paws. Kuro laughed and reached across the table, removing my paws from my face.

“If it’s any consolation, it was probably the best lay I’ve had in a good while.”

“Hehe, well I’ll take that as a compliment then.”

We both chuckled and sat back in our chairs. It was silent for a bit, and then Kuro spoke up.

“So, what’s for dessert?”

My heart sank a bit. I forgot about a dessert! How could I be such an idiot? You can’t have your biggest crush over to your house, serve him a meal, and NOT have a dessert afterward! Way to go, Schande!

“Oh, God! I-I-I totally forgot! I’m sorry! Uh…let me see if I have some ice cream or something!”

I quickly rose from the table, blushing madly in embarrassment. I dashed over to my freezer, wrenching it open and poring inside it, praying that I had something sweet inside the bitterly cold container. I suddenly felt something touching my shoulder. I looked up to see Kuro grinning down at me.

“Hehe, I was just kidding, Pix. But I certainly appreciate the gesture,” he said kindly, rubbing my shoulder.

I blushed and nodded. He closed the freezer door and stood tall over me. He placed a finger under my chin, tilting my head up to meet his eyes.

“However…”

He was giving me that look. There was a devious, sexy glint in his eyes. He was giving me his signature smirk. Something tells me that I may know where this is going! He started pushing against me, leading me into the living room.

“Perhaps there is another kind of ‘cream’ that I can interest you in…”

He backed me up to the couch, causing me to fall down onto it. I blushed furiously and nodded timidly. He smirked and laid his body on top of mine. I could feel his weight pinning me to the couch. This man simply exuded dominance, and I loved every bit of it.

He put his paws around my waist and slipped them under my shirt, slowly sliding his paws up my torso and stripping me of my top. His slow, gentle touch sent a shiver of excitement through my body, making me gasp in pleasure. He removed my shirt completely, looking down at me with a dominant grin.

“Now you return the favor!”

I blushed brightly and began unbuttoning his shirt, letting it slide off his back. And for the second time, I found myself staring at his gorgeous body, up close and personal. My little friend down below started to salute the troops. My jaw dropped as I drank in his perfectly toned abs and chest. Kuro saw my open maw and snickered. He raised his body up and straddled my abdomen. He put his arms over his head and flexed his muscles. I audibly murred as his abs and pecs popped out. He heard and chuckled.

“Well go on, feel them up!”

He leaned down, placing a paw on each side of my head. I blushed and rand my paws up his abdomen and chest, feeling his soft fur and rock hard muscles. I traveled down his shoulder blades and his back, eventually getting to his large, plump ass. I gave his cheeks a little squeeze, which made him flex his glutes a bit. I murred and blushed when I felt his ass tense up in my paws.

“Hehe, you like my ass, do ya?”

I nodded a bit too eagerly. He gave me a bit of a curious look.

“I didn’t think you would be one to top.”

I blushed a bit in embarrassment, “Hehe, I’m not. There’s…another thing I like to bury in people’s asses.”

Kuro thought this over for a second, and then the lightbulb went on.

“Ohoho, really now? Well…” he leaned in real close, putting his muzzle right by my ear and whispered, “maybe we can save that for another time. But, for now…”

He raised up again, and began to unbuckle his belt. He slipped it off and tossed it aside. He slid his pants down, making his sheath and balls flop down onto my chest.

I blushed hard as my dick throbbed at the sight. His big pink cock was already starting to peek out of his sheath. He scooted up until his tip was prodding at my lips. He gave me a cocksure grin and nodded.

I blushed and lapped my tongue over his hot member. I could hear him murr in pleasure. He mucked his hips forward a bit, making his dick slide past my lips and into my muzzle. I shut my eyes and savored the lovely taste. He placed a paw on top of my head, holding me still. He slowly thrusted into my maw, his dick steadily growing to its full length. I laid there submissively, letting him have his way with my maw. I swirled my tongue around his shaft, experiencing as much of the taste as I possibly could.

I was taken a bit by surprise when he pulled out of my muzzle. His dick glistened with my saliva. I looked up at him with a blush.

“That should be enough lube. Now then…”

He scooted back and grabbed ahold of my pants, yanking them down and tossing them to the floor. He seized my legs and pulled them up into the air, exposing my lower bits. I gasped and blushed furiously. He chuckled and lined his dick up with my pucker.

“Get ready little guy!”

I nodded and took a deep breath. He leaned forward and pushed his cock into my ass. I groaned a bit as the huge shaft stretched out my insides. I placed my paws on his shoulders, bracing myself against his force. He murred and growled dominantly. He started to slowly thrust into me. I moaned out as waves of pleasure shot through my body.

He humped me at a steady pace, smiling lustily. My blush grew as bright as it possibly could as I felt his throbbing meat fill and pound me. He placed his hands on my shoulders and started to thrust more roughly.

“O-ohhh, Kuro~”

He chuckled as I moaned his name, “Hehe, you like that, Pix~?”

I gasped and murred as he drilled into me. I felt me knot growing slowly. My climax was about to hit. Kuro took notice of this and grinned mischeviously. He grabbed my paws that were resting on his shoulders and shoved them over my head, pinning them down to the couch. That’s when he really let me have it.

He fucked me like I’ve never been fucked before. If I wasn’t so caught up in the moment, I probably would’ve been intimidated by the sheer speed and force. I moaned out his name one last time before he pushed me over the edge. I came over my stomach, splashing him a little bit. He thrusted in me a few more times before suddenly pulling out of me. He climbed over me and straddled my chest. He grabbed the back of my head and shoved me into his crotch, stuffing his cock all the way into my maw. With a moan, he fired his hot seed down my throat. My stomach started to fill with his cum. He pulled back a bit to make sure I got a good taste of his warm cream. My muzzle filled up quickly, the flavor sticking with my taste buds.

I swallowed down everything that filled my muzzle. His climax finally calmed down and he slowly slipped his dick out of my maw, wiping it over my face to dry it off.

He laid down on top of me, keeping me pinned to the couch. We both took a minute to catch our breath.

“Hehe, I didn’t wanna make a mess of your couch,” he said with a slight chuckle.

I giggled a little, “Thank you for being so considerate!”

“Well, you look good with my cock in your mouth, so I guess it was for me, too,” he said, stroking my cheek a bit.

Exhaustion quickly swept over me. My eyes started to get heavy and droop. Kuro must’ve been tired too, because he rested his head on my shoulder, not getting up.

So, with his warmth surrounding me, I smiled in content and drifted off to dreamland.