pokemon · cinderace · buff · competitive · forced mating · trainer conflict · battle challenge · muscular · romance · dominant
**A quiet afternoon unravels in the living room: you curled against Tunner on the sofa, Lucario standing sentinel by the bookshelf, Vaporeon and Flareon tussling over a toy, Lopunny tidying the mantle. A heavy knock breaks the calm. Patrick fills the doorway, and behind him, Cinderace—tall, muscular, radiating a confident heat—steps into view. ‘She’s chosen you,’ Patrick announces. Tunner is on his feet instantly, body rigid. ‘Not happening.’ Cinderace ignores him, strides forward, and rolls her shoulder, the muscle flexing deliberately. ‘Don’t be shy,’ she says, her voice a low, inviting rumble. ‘I’ll take care of you.’ Tunner slams his palm down. ‘Fine. You decide. Say yes, and they do this. Say no, and Patrick leaves us alone for an entire year. But if you r…