Author's Note: Hey. First dicking scene. Don't like? Don't read.

Chapter 3: Nation Infiltration via Station Relation Demonstration

Apollo woke to the sound of a door opening. He looked up and saw Akoto coming in with a mug of steaming liquid and a smile on his face. "Good to have you back in the world of the living! You were asleep for a while, it's almost evening right now. Here, drink this tea," The Dragonite said, offering him the cup. "I went down to the stores and the local herbsman said this blend could help warm your body up, you do appear to be a bit under the weather."

Apollo took the cup and gulped down it's contents. The tea was mildly sweet with a spike of unknown aftertaste, and he immediately felt warmth spread throughout his body. He set down the cup, and gazed into the Dragonite's eyes. Akoto looked back at him with equal interest. Apollo looked him over, eyes tracing every detail of the dragon with a new look in his eyes. How did I never notice how beautiful he is? Dear Mew, his body is glorious, I wonder if he's in a relationship right now?

Akoto snickered as the Jolteon stared at his body. Heheh, that tea just pushed him in the right direction, and now he's oogling me. The Dragonite turned around and bent over, partially to pick up a book on the floor, and partially to give Apollo the full view. He heard the Jolteon splutter, and turned his head to see him sprawled out on the bed, panting slightly. Trying to suppress his laughter, Akoto asked, "Is everything alright? You seem to be panting. Maybe a walk outside will do you some good, I know of a few nice places here in Riverside." Damn I'm smooth.

"Y-Yeah, that would be nice. Thank you, Akoto. You've been so hospitable to us lately and I just want you to know how much that means to me," Apollo said, and half crawled up the dragon's chest and gave him a kiss on the cheek. With that, he hopped out of bed and trotted out the door, leaving Akoto blushing.

Ragnar was about to go upstairs to check on Apollo, but stopped as his friend came down the stairs. "Good morning," the Chesnaught said, and the Jolteon replied the same. Ragnar watched the Jolteon slip on his leather armor, and slide his short sword into it's sheath. Curious, he asked, "Are you going out somewhere?"

"Yes, Akoto says it might be good if I get some fresh air, and-," he paused to open the door, "-It's sunny outside!" And with renewed energy, skipped out the door.

Apollo waited for his new friend to follow him outside the house, and while waiting, let his mind wander a bit. I wonder what's in Riverside? I've already looked around a bit, but what are the main features? And what kind of store is 'The Dungeon?' His thoughts were interrupted as he heard the dragon walk up to him.

Akoto had put his harness back on, and was looking quite sexy. Apollo wanted to drool at the moment, but realized he was in public and there were many Pokémon on the streets, so he settled for getting slightly aroused. Thank Mew that my armor covers my member, otherwise I'd be embarrassing myself.

The two walked around a bit, and settled down at a small bakery owned by a Toxicroak just off the river. Both offered and then argued over who would pay for the food, but the argument was won by Apollo.

"Next time, I'll pay," Akoto said, and the Jolteon stuck his tongue out.

As both selected what to eat, Apollo was reminded of something as he felt his bulge growing again. Jeez, I just can't catch a break with all this boner nonsense, can I? I wish my armor was looser, it's still growing and the leather isn't letting it move. "Ouch!" He exclaimed, for his throbbing member had bent painfully. Akoto looked at him confusedly, and Apollo looked like he was about to burst.

All at once, the horny Jolteon couldn't take it anymore, and ripped off his lower armor to reveal a fully erect glistening red penis. The whole of the bakery looked at him, including Akoto, astonished. Lust gleaming in his eyes, Apollo jumped at the dragon, and violently stuffed his full length into the dragon's mouth. This caused Akoto to gag, but the Jolteon ignored this and started thrusting his member into his mouth.

The feeling of this long sought after pleasure drove the Jolteon to go faster, ignoring Akoto's muffled cries.

The dragon suddenly shoved off the Jolteon, who fell onto the table with a grunt. Snapping out of his trance, Apollo looked up at Akoto and down at his pulsing member, horrified. "Oh Arceus, what have I done?!"

The Dragonite was quick to pin the Jolteon down on the table, and quickly whispered in his ear, "Nevermind that, don't you know public display of homosexuality is against the law? It's a very serious offense, as well as showing your dong in public! They might even charge you with rape, now, you have to get out of here before the guards get here!"

A bit stunned by the short speech, Apollo obeyed his victim and with his hard member waggling around, sprinted to the door.

Guards had already been alerted of the assault and were already on the scene. Apollo took one look and his instincts kicked in. He drew his short sword, and jumped over a Houndoom bearing a sword and shield, only to turn in midair and score his blade along the dog's back.

The guard cried out in pain and collapsed, causing the others to become wary. Apollo growled, and slowly walked backwards away from the scene. Unfortunately, the Jolteon's leather armor was not enough to stop an arrow, four centimeters in width, from going straight through his left thigh.

Apollo roared in pain at the sudden feeling, and fell upon the ground in a heap, slowly bleeding out. As the edges of his vision blackened, he saw a red yellow-maned quadruped Pokémon lean over him.

"Bullseye."

Apollo came into consciousness when he was roughly dragged across hard rock floor and thrown into a cell, followed by a loud slam of the door. He tried to stand, but was stopped as he felt a jolt of pain course throughout his body. "Arg, my leg," he hissed through clenched teeth. He slumped back onto his side and tried examining his wound. It was bandaged up sloppily, and Apollo guessed he would never be able to run without a limp unless he got help from a magic healer.

A cough from the corner startled the Jolteon. He turned his head to see in the shadows, a dusty Ralts. Hesitantly, Apollo spoke, "Um, hello?"

"Hello," was the simple response.

"Where are we?" He said, then added, "If you know, that is."

"We are in the waiting room for trial. You have been convicted of some sort of felony, and it is, and has been my lifelong duty, to heal you. Now stay still."

The Ralts walked over, and Apollo noticed a chain on his leg. The small Pokémon unwrapped the bandages from his leg, showing a stained red patch of fur on Apollo's leg. He placed his hands over it, making the Jolteon wince, and for a moment, the wound glowed a translucent pink, then faded. "Stand up," the Ralts ordered. To his amazement, Apollo could stand perfectly without feeling pain.

"Wow, how did you do tha-"

"I already told you," the Ralts interrupted.

"Okay," the Jolteon said, trying to think back to when the smaller Pokémon talked about healing.

Footsteps echoed down the hallway, and both prisoners turned their heads to see a Machamp in full armor approaching. The four armed Pokémon glared at the Jolteon and growled, "Don't make this any harder than it has to be." With that, he opened the cage and grabbed his intended target and walked towards the end of the hallway, which had a great doorway, which the Jolteon soon found led into a courtroom.

The court held many high class Pokémon in the jury and audience, and a sleeping Snorlax as judge. A Pidgey flew up to the judge, and pecked at it's ears, in hope of waking her. It worked, and the Snorlax snorted awake, then pounded her gavel for order. She took out a scroll and began to read, "The defendant is has been convicted of rape on a civilian, attempted murder on a guard, public display of homosexuality, and trying to flee a crime scene. Does the defendant wish to protest?"

Silent, Apollo lowered his head.

"Very well," continued the judge. "And seeing as there is no defense attorney, I hereby sentence you to thirty-five years in maximum security prison, reserved especially for convicts who have committed brutal crimes. Seeing as there is nothing else to be done, this court is adjourned."

Locked up for thirty-five years, surrounded by rapists and murderers, and I'll probably never see my friends again. So much for laying low.

Apollo: Fucking. Rapists. And. Murderers. Are you serious?

You can't tell me you didn't see it coming.

Apollo: No! I didn't, you idiot!

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