Link: Trust me, my friend, this is the most in reviews I've had since I wrote my Night Huntress fanfic - 43 in total for that one to date - so the reviews on this are literally swamping me and I'm nowhere near finished :-) It's cool about the sprite thing. I totally understand. One time fanfiction and fictionpress went down and I actually cried. LOL BTW, calling you Link makes me think of the Zelda character. Please tell me you're blond - that would just make me burst out laughing! Xx

SolaeTheBurn: That is a fucking awesome pen name XD LOL I was thinking about a Hoenn or Sinnoh starter - my two favourite starters for those are Torchic and Empoleon - but Squirtle is a good idea, too, even though I've always had a thing for Fire types ever since that cutie Charmander was introduced. Watch this space - I might include that. Xx

Bit of a song chapter here :-) The song is Saviour by Black Veil Brides - the song my boyfriend and I adore. Xx

Chapter Nine

I was awake that night in the forest, looking up at the stars through the forest canopy. It was something of a hobby - back home in Nuvema Town and in cities, there was too much light pollution to see the stars properly so I frequently avoided town during the night so I could watch the stars twinkle and glisten.

"Can't you sleep either?" Lorne asked as he lay down beside me.

I snorted. "I thought you would be having some fun with Solae."

He shook his head. "Solae is good for when I'm in a gay mood but you're the one I prefer to talk to. Besides, Corbin and Solae are both asleep." He snuggled into my side, wrapping one arm around my waist and hitching his leg up my thigh, his head against my shoulder. "I heard you singing in the shower the other night."

"Really?" I mused, absently stroking his hair.

"Yeah. I can't remember the words." He sighed softly. "Will you sing it to me?"

I nodded. "Yeah...I'll sing it to you.

"I never meant to be the one who kept you in the dark
"But now I know my wounds are sown because of who you are
"I will take this burden on and become the holy one
"But remember I am human and I'm bound to sing this song

"So hear my voice,
"Reminds you not to bleed
"I am here

"Saviour! Will be there
"When you are feeling alone, ohhh
"A saviour, for all that you do
"So you live freely without their harm

"So here I write my lullaby, to all the lonely ones
"Remember as you learn to try to be the one you love
"So I can take this pen and teach you how to live
"But what is left unsaid, the greatest gift I gave.

"So hear my voice
"Reminds you not to bleed
"I am here
"Saviour! Will be there
"When you are feeling alone, ohhh
"A saviour for all that you do
"So you live freely without their harm

"Saviour! Will be there
"When you are feeling alone, ohhh
"A saviour for all that you do
"So you live freely without their harm

"When I hear your cries:
"Praying for life
"I will be there.

"When I hear your cries:
"Praying for life
"I will be there

"I will be there
"I will always be there
"I will be there"

Lorne was asleep by the time I finished singing softly to him. Saviour by Black Veil Brides was my favourite song. When we were kids, Darren would sing it to me to help me sleep because it reminded me that I would always have my big brother there to be my Saviour when I needed him the most. Now Lorne, Corbin and Solae would be my trio of Saviours, my three Musketeers like in the myth of Cobalion, Terrakion and Virizion.

"I thought it was you singing."

I looked up to find that weird guy N there, smiling at me as he stepped into the clearing. "Lorne wanted a lullaby," I mused, still stroking his hair.

He chuckled and glanced up. "You like star-gazing, don't you?"

I nodded. "My parents and brother taught me."

"Family...I wonder what that feels like."

"Don't you have any family?"

He shook his head with a saddened look in those jade eyes. "Not really. It was always just me and my father and even then he was too distant to act like he cared. I think it was the memory of my mother that made him so cold and hard. Apparently, she left when I was a year old."

"I've always had Darren, my elder brother, and my parents," I told him. "And my Pokemon are like an extended family. As my cousin Simi would say, we have three types of family: those we are born to, those who are born to us and those we let into our hearts. I let my Pokemon into my heart and they're like my family who are always vying for my pussy."

He chuckled. "You don't like to mince your words, do you?"

I shrugged, being careful not to dislodge Lorne as he slumbered deeply. "I don't see the point in it. Life's too short to beat around the bush."

"When you say 'beat around the bush' like that it sounds like a porno for guys who like hairy girls."

I giggled. "And you say I don't mince my words."

He shrugged this time. "I don't see the point in it." His smile turned wicked. "Do you shave?"

I wrinkled my nose at him. "Not that its any of your business but I wax."

"I bet your Pokemon like that," he teased.

"They do and I don't think whether or not they like my pussy is none of your business."

Lorne stirred and nuzzled my neck for a moment. "I'm going to bed. Your chest is comfy but the ground isn't," he mumbled and loped off to the tent.

I sat up and smiled, watching him go. N noticed. "You really have a thing about that Servine, don't you?" he mused.

I shrugged. "He's my first Pokemon, N. I don't think I would've gotten this far without him."

He smiled sadly. "I never had a starter Pokemon. I grew up around Pokemon who had been mistreated by their Trainers so I tend not to think too well of Trainers...But you? You're different to the Trainers I've met previously."

I pouted. "I know they say everyone is unique but that's going a bit too far. I just do whatever other Trainers do and raise my Pokemon with love and care."

"You know, I think I may have met your brother - Darren, was it? There was a redhead guy who looked a bit like you heading to Castelia City on the road a couple of days ago with his Serperior - I think he called her Melissa. I battled him but he was very strong."

I smiled. "You did meet Darren. His Serperior is called Melissa, after our grandmother. He names his Pokemon after people who have inspired him, I name mine whatever I think suits them. Take Solae's name, for instance. It's French for sun and when he evolves, Volcarona are classed as the Sun Pokemon. That and he had quite the sunny attitude."

N nodded and gave a little half-smile. "I didn't tell you before...I think you're gorgeous."

I rolled my eyes. "Trust me, I don't need telling. Lorne, Corbin and Solae tell me that all the time."

"No, really," he chuckled. "You're...what's the word? Sexy. I think you're seriously sexy."

That made me blush. Yes, Lorne told me I was sexy, but it wasn't the same as when a human guy said it. The only two guys I had been with had dumped me either because they didn't like my taste in music or because I was too skinny. Screw them - now I was a Trainer with three Pokemon that practically worshipped my body.

"You're really pretty when you blush," he smiled, shifting to sit next to me. He put a friendly arm around my shoulder. "Did you know that fire can sometimes tell you your future?"

I shook my head. "No. Can it?"

"If you consentrate for long enough, yes," he confirmed. "Why don't you give it a try?"

I watched the flames, only focussing on them. Soon, pictures began to form of various Pokemon. I couldn't tell what was going on until I saw myself wrapped around someone - a human, male someone whose hips were pounding into mine against the bed, my hand twisted into a long, thick mane of hair...

"Holy shit," I breathed.

"What do you see?" N murmured, gently rubbing the back of my neck.

I shook my head. "I don't get it."

"Say what you see, Riley. I want to know what you're seeing."

I continued to watch. I saw myself again, this time in a battle. Behind me stood a tall male Pokemon wearing black armor, standing ready to fight as N stood before me with a petite female Pokemon behind him. He seemed angry, like he was shouting at me, tears streaking his face before he kissed me. I noticed a ring around the finger of my right hand, plain with a single stone in it.

I looked away from the fire, trying to get that image out of my mind. Instead, I focussed on N's firm rubbing of the back of my neck, which progressed into a shoulder rub with his two large hands pressing on the knots. I let out a contented sigh, letting him do his thing.

"Does that feel good?" he murmured.

I nodded. "Yeah. Where did you learn to do this?"

"I didn't," he said and continued to massage me. His lips tickled my neck as his hands moved down to feel my curves. One hand crept around and unzipped the sleeveless hoodie I wore over my bra. His hands smoothed over my abdomen before one slipped into my underwear past my shorts. His craving fingers explored my shade lightly enough for it to be called teasing before his other hand cupped my breast. "And what about this?" he whispered in my ear, grazing his teeth over the lobe.

I moaned as his fingers probed me firmly, the middle one dipping into my moist heat. "Arceus, that feels so good," I breathed, cupping my other breast for him.

He rubbed my clit with his thumb while his fingers delved into my core. "Good," he growled, nibbling my neck. He slipped down my shorts and thong, moving me forward so I was on my hands and knees. "Last chance to back out, Riley." He said it in a murmur as his thumb, wet from my juices, swirled around my surrogate hole before pressing in.

I groaned thickly, pushing my ass out for him. "Fuck me," I gasped, reaching back to rub my clit. "Please, fuck me."

He unzipped his jeans. To my surprise, his size surpassed even Corbin, whose cock had grown to about nine inches due to his evolution. N had to be at least twelve inches and almost as thick as my wrist at an estimate. He was going to be a very tight fit.

He slowly guided his hard member into my cunt, one thick inch at a time until he was half way in. He kissed my shoulder as I quivered. "Are you okay?" he breathed, his voice slightly shakey.

I nodded. "Keep going," I told him.

He chuckled softly. "I don't think I can. I think your cunt is too tight for me."

"Just shut up and fuck me," I growled, pushing back on his cock until another inch penetrated me.

He fed me more of his dick until he was fully sheathed, his lower abdomen resting against my ass cheeks. He twitched inside me, making me moan softly. "Tell me something, Riley. Are you a good Trainer?" he said, moving his hips so slightly it was agonising.

"I think I am but you'd have to ask my Pokemon," I said on a groan.

He smacked my ass - once for each cheek - and dragged his teeth over the top of my spine. "That's a very good answer. Now I want you to tell me where my dick is."

I trembled as he rewarded me with a few lengthly thrusts. "Your big hard dick is in my dirty little pussy," I gasped. "You're stuffing me so full I don't think I'll be able to get you out."

He laughed and tweaked my nipples with his free hand, his thumb still buried in my ass. "Good girl," he purred and began thrusting at a hard, fast tempo that probably would have ended things all too quickly with any other guy. Somehow, I suspected N wasn't any other guy.

His dick filled and emptied me rapidly, stroking my G-spot as his thumb rotated in my ass, his other hand pinching my clit hard. The sensations were almost so overpowering that I could have fainted from pleasure and then happily deep-throated him when I woke up to make up for it. He slammed into me over and over, wringing pleasure from every inch of my cunt. When I finally came, I clamped down on his cock like a vice so I could feel every inch of the friction.

He barked a cry in a language I didn't recognise and filled me with his seed, still pumping into me as he came. He sighed when he departed me and lay limply beside me as I flopped onto my belly, his cream dripping from my pussy.

"Wow," I chuckled as he played with my fingers. "You're really good."

He shrugged. "It comes and goes. I'm surprised your pussy is so tight with having to fuck three Pokemon almost every day."

I snorted and grabbed a wet wipe from my bag to clean myself up. N took the one I offered him. Once I had pulled up my shorts and he his jeans, he allowed me to fall asleep on him, quite content and happy.

When I awoke the following morning, he was gone and I was in the tent, in my sleeping bag with Lorne's body wrapped around mine like a second cover.

He kissed my neck when he noticed I was awake. "Good morning, you dirty stop-out," he teased. "I heard what you and N got up to last night."

I chuckled. "And I let you jacked off up my back thinking about his cock pounding my pussy, you dirty thing," I teased, then felt the streaks of wetness on my back. "Oh, that's just mean!"

What a heroic lemon that was! :-) Xx