More Random Drawings Of George

More random drawings of George

Kollector Needs More Love

*Warning this is NSFW*

I slipped into the shop, locking the door behind me. A voice came from behind me.

“George, what are you doing here?” I didn’t answer Kollector’s question as I shakily slipped to the floor to sit, looking and feeling lost. Slowly the Kollector inched over, peeking around a shelf to look down at me as I sat on his floor. “George?” He called quietly, reaching out to nudge me with one of his clawed fingers. I jumped, my head snapped to look up at him.

I blinked. “Sorry...” I picked myself up from the ground and stood still for a moment. The Kollector tilted his head to try to see my face which of course he could tell nothing through my mask. When he took a step closer I threw myself at him, wrapping my arms around his neck. Kollector jumped, to hands going to my shoulders and middle hands grabbing my shirt at my waist, ready to yank me off, but he stopped at the sound of my sobs. I pulled one hand away from his neck to tug off my mask and let it drop to the floor. Kollector froze at the sight of my face, not stopping me when I buried my face in the crook of his neck. I took a moment to chuckle as I realized this was the first time he was seeing me as a woman, seeing my real face and it was probably dripping with tears and snot. As I cried freely the Kollector started to relax, his arms wrapped around me, his middle resting on my lower back and upper holding my shoulders, holding me against him. My crying slowed, my arms loosened and I slowly pulled away, only slightly. “S-sorry about that...” I whispered before nuzzling my face into his shoulder, not wanting to meet his gaze.

“It is alright, though I wonder what has upset you so?” His fingers dared to venture you to my hair, wrapping themselves in the soft strains.

I huffed out a laugh. “Myself.” I pulled away just enough for my lips to brush along his. Kollector jumped, turning his head away.

“That is not a good idea.”

I pouted, pressing a kiss to his jaw. “And why is that?”

Kollector growled. “We will not fuck because you are flooded with emotions!”

Once again, I pouted. “What if I told you I wanted to fuck you before the flood of emotions?” Kollector scoffed, pulling himself away from me. I sniffed, feeling slightly rejected. “Fine, fine...” I scooped up my mask from the floor and started towards the door, but I stopped and looked back to the goblin. “If I come back without all the tears and a clear mind, will you fuck me then?” Kollector blinked, watching me with wide eyes before he huffed in disbelief. 

“When you are clear minded I’m sure you will not want that anymore.” I shook my head and slipped out the door.

I crept silently into the dark shop and upon seeing that the main room was empty I snuck to the backroom. It was nothing but a small bedroom like room with a nest of blankets and pillows that was surrounded by a collection of chests. ON the bed laid Kollector, on his belly with his small arms folded behind his back while his other four were spread out beside him. His hooded vest was gone, leaving his head and torso bare. I pulled off my mask, cloak and vest, dropping them to the floor as I approached the low bed. I toed off my shoes as I hurriedly unbuttoned my shirt. I climbed onto the bed, hovering over the Kollector. I took one finger and lightly dragged it down his bare back. His eyes snapped open and he spun onto his back, all four front hands grabbing me, then he froze finally realizing that it was me. His hands immediately let go as he stared up at me with wide eyes and I just smiled down at him.

“George-” I silenced him with a finger to his lips.

“Angel.” I corrected. “My name is Angel...”

He spoke again once I pulled my finger away. “Angel, what are you doing?!”

I pursed my lips. “I thought once I get over all those emotions we could... you know?”

Kollector blinked. “Are you serious?!”

I frowned. “Was I too forward- or did I miss read something?”

“No...no, I want you...”

“Is now not a good time? I can go...” I began to ease off of him, but his middle hands grabbed my hips, keeping me over him.

“No... stay...” I nodded to his soft plea and gently sat in his lap.

“Ok, explain what’s wrong, please.” Kollector growled softly, turning his head away.

“I am a Naknada, we are nothing but poor slaves, no one wants us-” I smashed my lips into his, silencing him.

“I want you Kollector- all of you.” I whispered against his lips. Slowly his top hands came to rest just under my breast and one crept up to gently caress my breast with just a thumb.

“You would allow me to have you?”

I smiled, nuzzling his jaw. “If you’ll have me you can have me as many times as you want.” His grip on me tightened.

“Do not promise things you do not mean.” Kollector hissed lowly.

“I want something with you Kollector, whatever you will allow me.” The want in my voice was obvious and I rolled my hips against his, causing me to moan quietly and the Kollector groaned lowly. He gripped my hips to stop me.

“What do you mean?” I was too busy trying to grind against him again to realize what he was talking about. “What do you want with me?”

“A relationship, a-a mate, a lover- even a fuck buddy- I have feelings for you, but I can deal with fuck buddy...” Suddenly he cupped my cheeks with his top hands and smashed his lips into mine.

He pulled away panting. “Then you will be mine and I will be yours.”

I grinned. “Then take me, my lover.” I squeaked when Kollector flipped us, pushing his hips between my legs. His top hands yanked off my tank to, freeing my breast. He ducked down, taking a nipple in his mouth while his lower hands pushed down my pants. He pulled away to look over me and growled at the sight of my panties, eagerly yanking off my pants, so he could also yank off my panties. He slipped lower between my legs, one pair of hands holding my legs open and another pair cupping my ass. I gasped when his lips landed on my clit, sucking harshly.

“Already so wet.” Kollector purred against my lower lips, running his tongue between them and dipped into me. I moaned, bucking my hips into his mouth until he pulled away. I whined in displeasure and he chuckled at me. “Do not worry, we are just beginning.” He took a hold of my wrist and pulled my hands to his leather belt. I pulled it off quickly, tucking my fingers into his pants to pull them down. I gasped quietly at the sight of his blueish gray cock that had ridges along the underside. Kollector frowned at my reaction, opening his mouth to speak, but whatever he was going to say died on his tongue when I wrapped my hand around his shaft. I gently pushed him back to sit on his knees and crawled forward to take him in my mouth. Kollector threw his head back, letting out a loud groan. I tasted his salty precum on my tongue and he took a handful of my hair to pull me away. “I will not last long if you continue.” He explained at my confused look before he pushed me to lay on my back. I eagerly spread my legs, pulling his shoulders to get him closer. Kollector chuckled at me, wrapping his fingers around the base of his cock and dragged his tip through my lips. I whimpered, bucking my hips in attempt to get him inside. “So needy...” Kollector teased, pressing his tip against my entrance only to pull away.

I whined. “Kollector, please! I can’t take anymore- please take me!” Kollector grinned at my begging and pressed inside. We both moaned as his hips pressed into mine. “Oh yes!” I grinned, wrapping my arms around his neck and pulled his lips to mine. He slowly began to roll his hips and I wrapped my legs around him. Kollector left my lips, trailing kisses down my jaw to my neck where he placed kisses and nips.

“Mine...” Kollector growled into my flesh in between nips and he began to fuck me faster and harder. A hand came up, tangling in my hair and took a tight grip, pulling my head back to expose my neck. “Tell me who you belong to!”

“Y-you, you Kollector!” I gasped out as he pounded even harder.

“Again!” He ordered as another hand slithered down between us to rub my clit.

“I’m yours!” I cried out, throwing my head back. “Oh fuck, I’m gonna cum!” Kollector snarled above me, his middle hands pulling my legs from him to put them over his shoulders. His top hand held him over me while the other one harshly rubbed my clit. The room was filled with my cries as my walls clamped down on his cock. Kollector shuddered as he fucked me through my orgasm, nearly collapsing on me as he buried his face in the crook of my neck. I could feel his cock throbbing inside me, making me whimper and buck my hips into his.

“Mine, mine, mine.” Kollector chanted into me, his grip tightened and as he spilled into me he clamped down on my neck.

“Kol!” I cried, my nails digging into his back. His mouth pulled away and we laid in our embrace, panting into each others sweaty skin. Kollector pulled out of me and laid beside me, facing me. I rolled to face him and scooted over until I was cuddled against his chest, throwing my leg over his hips. He laid an arm over my side while the other ran a finger over his mark. I lifted a hand to cup his cheek. “Are you mine?”

Kollector smirked. “Of course I am, my darling.” I smiled and pressed a kiss to his lips.

I drew my beautiful team of all my favorite pokemon bois. There’s Fireball (Incineroar), Batz (Zubat), Piddles (Mudkip), Honey Bee (Weedle), Chestnut (Chesnaught) and Pancake (Pangoro). I named Chestnut and Pancake when they were cute babies and before I knew they grew into BIG BOI BEASTS.

Just a few of OCs

Guess who loves pokemon and just started Omega Ruby. Also I’ve named my adorable character DaddyAf

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