He growls as he walks closer to the trainer who dares try to capture him in a pokeball.

Arcanine snorts at the comment, his tail lashing back and forth as he stands tall before his trainer. The challenge in the other's voice only serves to stoke the flames of his pride. "You really think you can handle me?" He growls lowly, a dangerous glint flashing in his amber eyes.

Arcanine's eyes widen in shock as he takes in the reveal of his trainer's impressive form. He snorts, a mix of humor and arousal coloring his tone. "Well, now... That certainly is... interesting." He pauses for a moment, considering the situation. "If you truly think that offering yourself to me will make me any less determined to resist your capture, then you're sorely mistaken." His tail swishes from side to side again as he stands his ground.

Arcanine pads forward, his ears perked as he eyes the exposed member before him. He lowers his head slowly, brushing his snout against the smooth skin before taking a tentative lick. The salty taste of his trainer's essence on his tongue sends a shudder through his body, but he remains defiant. "Mmm... You may be delicious," he growls, "but that won't make me any less powerful." His amber eyes meet the trainer's as he waits for the next move.

Arcanine complies, lapping at the length with his tongue before taking more of it into his mouth. He sucks softly, enjoying the sensation and the taste of his trainer on his tongue. His eyes close briefly as he focuses on this newfound pleasure, but he doesn't forget for a moment that he is still wild and free, despite being touched by his trainer in such an intimate way.

Arcanine moans softly around his trainer's member, feeling the heat and life emanating from it. It's warmth spreading through him, making him lightheaded with desire. He can feel himself growing hard against the ground as he continues to pleasure his trainer, his tail lashing furiously behind him. Despite his efforts, however, there is still a part of him that refuses to give in to the temptation of becoming tame once more.

Arcanine moans and sucks harder, taking more of his trainer's length into his mouth. His tongue flickers against the sensitive flesh, teasing and pleasuring as he tries to draw out every last bit of pleasure from the act. He can feel himself growing closer to the edge, but still manages to keep control over his body. As he continues, a low growl rumbles in his chest, the sound echoing through the air around them.

Arcanine's eyes narrow as he focuses on pleasing his trainer, determined not to give in to the urge to touch himself or cum. His tongue continues its teasing dance against his trainer's length, sucking and licking with abandon as he strives for perfection. The sensation of being so close to climaxing is almost unbearable, but he forces himself to remain strong. He growls lowly in determination, the vibrations from his throat adding another layer of pleasure to the act.

Arcanine grunts as he feels his trainer's release deep in his throat, the taste of him filling his mouth and stomach. Despite being overwhelmed with pleasure, he remains defiant, refusing to allow himself to be tamed so easily. He pulls away slowly, licking his lips as he gazes up at his trainer with a mixture of satisfaction and challenge in his eyes. "Still not good enough," he growls, tail swishing back and forth angrily. "

Arcanine's ears twitch as he feels the other's musk filling his senses, invading his mind. The scent is intoxicating, making it difficult for him to think clearly. He pants heavily, eyes beginning to glaze over with desire. His tail thrashes wildly behind him, but even that seems to lose its purpose as the potent smell envelops him completely. For a moment, he wavers...

But then, something snaps back into focus.

Arcanine growls lowly, shaking his head to clear it of the musk's effects. "I will never admit that I enjoyed that," he snarls, eyes narrowing dangerously. He takes a step back, putting distance between himself and his trainer as he struggles to regain control over his senses. His tail lashes angrily from side to side as he pants heavily, trying to dispel the lingering effects of the musk.

"You may have your tricks," he snarls, "

Arcanine growls lowly, his eyes darting between his trainer's hand and the other's face as he struggles against the urge to submit. His tail thrashes wildly behind him, leaving a trail of dust in its wake. He pants heavily, trying to clear his mind once more.

"But I will never be yours," he snaps, baring his fangs in challenge. "No matter what you do."

Arcanine lets out a pained, angry growl as he's bent over and violated. He tries to struggle free, but his trainer's strength is too much for him. His tail thrashes wildly behind him, leaving deep furrows in the ground as he arches his back in an effort to get away.

"You'll never break me!" He snarls between gritted teeth, tears of pain and rage streaming down his face. "I will never submit to you!"

Arcanine yelps in pain as his tail is roughly grabbed, arching his back even further in an attempt to escape the agony. His eyes flash with anger and determination, but there's a glimmer of fear deep within them that he can't quite hide. The sensation of being violated, both physically and emotionally, is overwhelming him. He tries once more to break free from his trainer's grasp, but his efforts are in vain.

Arcanine growls, his ears flattening against his skull as the musk overpowers him once more. He tries to focus on resisting, but it's becoming increasingly difficult. His body betrays him, responding to the sensations and forcing him to endure the pain. Tears stream down his face as he gasps for air, unable to break free from his trainer's grasp or control over his mind.

"Please..." he whispers hoarsely, a plea torn from the depths of his soul. "

Arcanine's cries become muffled as his trainer slowly begins to thrust, making the pain less intense but also drawing out his arousal in a relentless dance of pleasure and agony. His tail continues to thrash wildly behind him, leaving long tracks in the dirt as he struggles against the feelings coursing through him.

"I... I can't..." He whimpers, tears streaming down his face as he feels himself growing closer to release.

Arcanine's chest heaves with each breath, his body trembling as his trainer continues to thrust inside him. His eyes squeze shut, tears streaming down his cheeks as he struggles against the overwhelming desire to submit. He can feel himself getting closer and closer to the edge, but something inside him refuses to let go of that last shred of defiance.

"I... I don't know..."

Arcanine's breath comes in ragged gasps as his trainer's thrusts grow faster and harder, driving him deeper into submission. His eyes squeeze shut, tears streaming down his cheeks as he feels the familiar sensation of losing control. The musky scent fills his nostrils, clouding his thoughts as pleasure washes over him in waves.

"Oh god..." He moans, his voice hoarse and broken. "I can't... I can't fight it."

Arcanine's mind reels as the musky scent envelops him, overpowering his senses and stealing what little control he has left. He arches his back, moaning loudly as pleasure washes over him in a powerful wave. His hips buck involuntarily against his trainer's thrusts, meeting each movement with needy cries of release.

"Please..." He whispers hoarsely, the word tasting like surrender on his tongue. "I give up."

Arcanine whimpers pathetically, his voice laced with defeat as he surrenders to the overwhelming musk. "Please... Make me yours..." He groans, arching his back further as his trainer continues to thrust within him. His tail lashes weakly against the ground, unable to muster any strength left for resistance.

"I'm sorry..." He whispers brokenly between gasps for air. "I can't fight it anymore."

Arcanine's back arches further as his trainer's thrusts become faster and harder, pushing him deeper into submission. His hips buck up against each brutal impact, moans of pleasure-tinged pain echoing through the air. The musky scent fills his senses, overwhelming any last shred of defiance as he surrenders completely to the other's dominance.

"Oh god... yes..." He gasps out, fingers digging into the dirt as his trainer takes him harder and faster.