(First of all, I just wanna appreciate all of your continued support in this fanfic. Secondly, a quick side note that only applies to this chapter: It'll be all about Crystaléon and Symphony and how their love officially came to be. Don't worry. Meloetta and Toldor will be back in action in the next chapter. I promise. Also, Crystaléon's thoughts will look like this and Symphony's will look like this… and that does NOT include this quick flashback , enjoy.)
Chapter 21
Previously, on Meloetta's Icing of Love…
"Crystaléon, was dere somethin' more 'bout Symphony dat led ya ta her besides da icing?" Hearing that question made the Tundra Pokémon look up from his meal with shock while Symphony nodded once in understanding with an angelic smile. "I mean, I know Mayor Pikachu already knew about how ya'll met, but I'll bet dere's more."
"…shit." Crystaléon muttered with shame as he placed down his burger for a moment to close his eyes and take in the question. Meloetta and Toldor were also curious about it and decided to remain quiet with casual smiles on their faces as they continued to aimlessly eat their lunches. Symphony felt the Shiny Tundra's pain and gave him reassuring pats on the shoulder for comfort. "I ain't tell Mayor Pikachu da whole story. I just gave him what I wanted ta share. We ain't just meet on the bench and dat was da ball game. Many mo' thangs happened in between da first meetin' and establishin' da club… but I'm too ashamed ta share it."
"You don't have to be, baby." Symphony reassured with all the love in her soul. "Besides, it'll help you find some closure if you just tell them the truth, especially with the current state you're in."
"…yeah, I guess you right, baby girl. I guess I can tell ya what really went down between Symphony and I after dat first meetin', but ya'll gotta promise me one thang: Don't… tell… nobody… shit. Ya'll hear me?!" Crystaléon slammed a fist down on the sturdy wooden table to further emphasize that order and Meowth, Meloetta, and Toldor never showed signs of fear. They showed determination and nodded once in response to the order, immediately keeping it well within their minds from now on. "Good. It's gonna be a long story, though."
"Take as long as you need." Meloetta replied with kindness. "We've got all the time in the world. Go ahead."
Here is the story…
…of the Legacy of Crystaléon.
It all started five years ago. I was just gettin' into da Shiny District and it was already hustlin' and bustlin' wit so many sweet-ass Pokémon. Da first Pokémon I encountered… it wasn't Symphony. It was actually da leader of the entire island himself, Malakarté, da Shiny Malamar.
"Well, hello there." Malakarté greeted to Crystaléon in a casual male voice. "Welcome to the Shiny District of Kalos County. I'm the mayor of this city, Malakarté." The six foot, three inch tall anthropomorphic Shiny Malamar gave out a hand to the Shiny Tundra Pokémon and he reluctantly shook it with just as much respect. "What's your name?"
"My name is Crystaléon Tundrago." The Tundra Pokémon replied with utmost respect. "I came here to get away from someone."
"Oh? Enemies, perhaps?"
"So many of 'em, especially a… Lucario."
"Uh, oh… you're a Rock/Ice type, aren't you?"
"Yeah. I have Lucariphobia, a fear of steel and fightin' types. I've had it since I was born."
"Oh, you poor boy. Well, even though we do have several Steel types here, they won't lynch you at all. I'm sure of it. Overcoming this fear won't be easy, however. For now, we should get you to a new home. Feel free to look around. You just might find something."
"Thanks, man."
Malakarté is a nice guy when ya'll get ta meet him. He allowed me to look all over da place fo' a place ta stay, but after fifteen minutes, I found nothin'. I was beginnin' ta lose hope and just decided to look out onto the endless ocean next to a super cool lookin' Shiny Greninja. He was lookin' just as badass as me and we started a conversation quickly right when I got to the railing.
"Hey." Crystaléon started casually in his deep rapper's tone. The pitch black Greninja looked over at him through a side-glance and smiled underneath his tongue-like scarf that was swaying aimlessly on its own. "I'm Crystaléon. What's yo' name, man? You lookin' badass."
"Thanks." The Shiny Ninja Pokémon replied in a normal male's voice. "My name is Darkness. I've been living here for practically my whole life."
"No shit! I just got here. I'm… tryin' ta hide from some mothafuckas tryin' ta kill my ass."
"Really?! How come? What did you do?"
"Dat shit ain't important, man. I'm just tryin' not to get my ass kicked. I'm just… goin' through a lot of emotional shit right now."
"I understand. If it'll make you feel any better, I know where you can stay: in that building over there." Darkness paused as he pointed over to an abandoned building that was big enough to be either a huge play place for children or a nightclub. "That way, if your enemies are still in pursuit of you, this is the perfect hiding place until it blows over. Trust me. You try staying in a hotel now and I have no doubt that you'll be found within the next hour."
I stared at him with a serious gleam in my eyes. I really took the advice seriously and decided to stay at that run-down joint until all of my bullshit blew ova. I took my time gettin' there, though. My past was hauntin' me in my head along da way and it was like I was watching it in my eyes and seeing my path towards the abandoned buildin' at da same time.
As Crystaléon was slowly sulking towards the same building Darkness mentioned with his hands in his jean pockets and a bowed-down head of shame, an extremely beautiful Shiny Meloetta was in a far distance, sitting with her friends, a Shiny Diancie named Dianya and a Shiny female Dedenne named Magnéfarie at a coffee shop outdoor table. Dianya was the first to notice the saddened, muscular, and shirtless Shiny Amaura make his way down the silver brick road and frowned with concern as she spoke.
"Hey, girls." Dianya started in a casual female voice. "We have a new face. Look over there." The Jewel Pokémon paused as she allowed her two friends to do just that and the Shiny Meloetta looked on with a look of worry and love all at once. "He looks kinda hot, but what's wrong with him?"
"Hmmm…" The Shiny Meloetta started as she looked on in silence.
As I was watching Crystaléon walk down the street towards that abandoned building, I started to get a little concerned about him. Out of the three of us girls at the table, I was the only one who gathered the courage to approach him, but in mid-flight, I saw a whole group of five various fighting types following him, as if they knew who he was. I remained in mid-air and turned invisible as I observed this scene carefully.
"HEY! ICY ROCK!" Called out a young sounding male Blaziken, who was wearing a pair of black overalls. Crystaléon stopped in his tracks at that name and turned around fast to see what he didn't need to see, not at this moment, and they were all diesel in muscle capacity as well as shiny: A Blaziken, a Conkeldurr, a Machoke, an Infernape, and a Gallade. "We finally found you! You're gonna pay for what you did to Lucario!"
"Look, man." Crystaléon started as calmly as possible for a Pokémon with the voice of an extremely deep sounding professional rapper. "I don't wanna get inta any trouble now, a'ight? I'm tryin' ta stay away from ya'll. Ya'll already gave me enough bullshit ta deal with."
"You damn right!"
"We just wanna make peace with you." The Shiny Gallade came in with a regal male voice. "Since you severely injured our leader, we're gonna have to do the same to you…" He paused as he had the rest of the group surrounding the shivering Shiny Tundra Pokémon, who was backed in an alley. At this point, he was trapped like a Rattata. "…by any means necessary."
"I thought ya'll wanted ta make peace and shit!" Crystaléon pleaded with fear. "Are ya'll… gonna fight me?"
"What else can we do? We are FIGHTING types, after all."
"GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME! LEAVE ME ALONE!" At that last yell at the top of his lungs, Crystaléon released five separate Ice Beams, aiming perfectly at each one of them and all, except the Blaziken, was effected by it by being completely frozen. The Blaziken fired up his fist for a Sky Uppercut, but the Shiny Amaura was able to dodge it by using his crystals on his arms to launch himself right over him and make a run for the abandoned building. When he didn't get too far, the Blaziken used Overheat to thaw his friends and they all wasted no time going after Crystaléon for an ultimate beat down to avenge their Aura Pokémon leader.
From the distance, I saw the fear in Crystaléon's eyes. My instincts of being one of the strongest mythical Pokémon told me to go and help him any way I could. It was at that moment that I started to become enamored with him.
Those fightin' mothafuckas had me on da run and I didn't want dat ta happen. Dey had me cornered inside dat run-down building and I tried e'ry move I had on 'em: Ice Beam, Blizzard, Freeze-Dry, and Avalanche… but dere asses just couldn't leave me alone! What happened wit Lucario didn't really matta to me. I thought they would forget about dat shit, but goddamn it, I thought wrong! My Lucariphobia was at da highest gear when I realized dat my moves weren't really doin' me any good! All I could do was run up to a room on da second flo', got in, slammed da do' in dere faces, and froze the do' wit my Ice Beam. I was tired as hell, but I was safe. Only dere words haunted me as dey tried to break in.
"OPEN THIS DOOR, CRYSTALÉON!" The Machoke screamed in a country male voice. "Ya can't hide in dere fo'eva, sonny boy!"
"KEEP ON TRYIN' MY ASS, YA'LL! KEEP ON!" Crystaléon screamed in return as he hid behind a bookshelf in the very back. "FUCK ALL YA'LL, MAN! LUCARIO HAD IT COMIN', EVEN IF HE WAS MEGA EVOLVED AND SHIT!"
"You had it coming, too, ya know." The Conkeldurr taunted in a normal male voice. "If you hadn't teased him about how he couldn't control his aura when he's mega evolved, you wouldn't be in this mess!"
"So what?! He spat at me first, calling me da weakest rock type in da world! He deserved it!"
"Heh, heh. Well, it's true!" The Gallade shot back before he finally used Psycho Cut to break through the door, but by the time he and his crew made it inside, Crystaléon was nowhere to be found. "Come out and fight like the true Rock and Ice type you are! You can't hide forever!"
"Humph. Yes I can, mothafucka." Crystaléon quoted that in a whisper that completely inaudible to the fighting gang. "Damn Lucariphobia. I feel like a punk-ass because of it. Why did my Dad have ta pass dat shit on ta me? I've gotta get outta here."
"GUYS, I FOUND HIM!" Yelled out the Blaziken as he was on top of the same bookshelf the Shiny Amaura was hiding behind. Upon hearing that sudden outburst, Crystaléon jumped back with extreme horror in his blue eyes and was cornered against another wall. "Try ta hide now, punk! You're outnumbered!" At that last word and right on cue, the other four surrounded the shivering Shiny Tundra Pokémon and was completely helpless.
Dey finally had me cornered and I received the biggest beat down I've ever experienced in my life! Every single move they had made me weaker at every hit: some Rock Smashes, Cross Chops, Sky Uppercuts, Double Kicks, and even a few DynamicPunches were all slammin' me down hard! I was as good as dead.
I finally made it to the top floor and I stood in the only one doorway, seeing those five fighters beating Crystaléon senseless! I attracted them with my Psychic, but in a way you would expect. I… did more than just knock some things over.
"OWW! WHAT THE FUCK?!" The Blaziken exclaimed as he just finished his fifth and final Sky Uppercut before he turned towards the source of that strong Psychic with the others. They were all wide eyed and speechless at who they saw. "A Shiny Meloetta?! What the hell is she doing here?"
"My name is Symphony." The Shiny Meloetta replied in a sultry and deep, but adorable female voice, introducing herself. "I don't know what the beef is between you all and Crystaléon, but let him go now while you have the chance, unless you're all stupid enough to take me on." Symphony paused as she closed the door behind her and stood in a brave, but sensual pose, levitating off the wooden floor and ready for anything.
"Bring it on, baby." The Gallade taunted, which really did activate Taunt, prompting her to only use her attack moves. Symphony felt that and growled with fury in her glowing green eyes. "I've been wanting to challenge a Melody Bitch like you."
"As you wish."
That Gallade was really asking for it and, when they all charged at me simultaneously, I released my Hyper Voice in an ear-piercing scream that stunned and temporarily deafened all five of them, leaving me completely wide open for me to perform my Dazzling Gleam and Psychic on them in a fight that was elegant to watch. The only non-attack move I have is Recover, but at that rate, I didn't really need it. They never laid a single fist on me and I actually ended up killing four of them instead of knocking them out. After that three minute bloody battle, it was down to just me and Blaziken. His attack was maxed out, thanks to his constant Bulk Ups he's been doing and he had Knock Off, the only other Dark-type attack he could learn. As we were standing there, staring at each other, I heard Crystaléon's soft groans of pain. I managed to look over my left shoulder for a quick moment and he was smiling at me as he was lying there, looking completely helpless and on the verge of passing out at any moment. I would've spoken to him, but I had to focus on this determined Shiny Blaziken.
As I was lyin' there, ready to pass out in a minute, I looked up at Symphony wit a small smile as a way of sayin' thanks. I was bleedin' like shit all ova me and my vision went blurry right when I heard dat goddamn Blaziken bastard say to her:
"C'mon, bitch! I've got my Knock Off ready to knock your sexy ass out!"
Afta dat, I finally blacked out.
All I can say for that battle, though, was that all it took was one hell of a Psychic blast. I blew him to pieces and he never saw the light of day again, just like the rest of his friends.
About fifteen minutes after that, I was sitting next to Crystaléon while he was still asleep on his Pokémon Center Recovering Unit. That familiar chime never played, signaling that he wasn't quite fully healed yet, but he still managed to open his glowing blue eyes and look right at my face for the first time. He was so sexy when I first met him. We started the conversation out casual first, though.
"Hey." Symphony greeted, keeping her slender white hand on Crystaléon's massive blue one with respect. "You're healing up really well for someone who took one hell of a beat down against some fighting types. You're an Amaura, aren't you?"
"…yeah." Crystaléon replied tiredly, his deep, professional rapper's voice sounding extremely dry with a pleasant smile of his own. "…I appreciate… da help and all dat, but… (cough, cough)…ya didn't have ta get yo' sexy ass involved in my problems."
"Why not? You were nearly killed in there. If it hadn't been for me, you wouldn't be talking to me right now."
"Mm! You right, you right. Well, thank you, baby. Havin' you kill 'em really saved me."
"What did you do to them?"
"Dere leada, Lucario, kinda talked some shit at me, tellin' me dat I'm da weakest Rock-type in history and shit. By havin' me being part Ice, both his fightin'-type and steel-type moves will knock me out in one hit, especially if he were to combine his goddamn Aura Sphere with a Gyro Ball. Fuck, I hate him!"
"What an awful thing he did to you. You deserve better."
"Awww, thank ya, baby. What's yo' name again?"
"Symphony. I'm a Shiny Meloetta with… an embarrassing secret. You don't need to know what it is. Just be glad that I saved your life."
"But, why did you save my ass?"
"Because…" Symphony paused as she bowed her head in a timid manner. Crystaléon tried to sit up to see her face, but he couldn't move.
"Because why?"
"…because I'm… enamored with you."
"What?" Immediately after that question was asked, the famous Pokémon Center chime of full restoration finally chimed in and Symphony flew out of the back door in a flash. Crystaléon got out of the bed just as fast and made it to the door, only to find nothing there but a good view of the rest of the Shiny District. Five seconds after his arrival, he felt a small tear drop onto his right shoulder and it felt warm to the touch. He looked at it with a regal glare of concern before that same tear slowly started to drizzle down his massively muscular arm and into the very palm of his hand, looking at his reflection in it for a moment as he was in deep thought about those last few words Symphony had said.
She flew off in a hurry after she told me she was enamored wit me. I mean, I've heard of da woid befo'. I just… neva found da time ta look up what dat meant. Somethin' had ta be done in orda to find out what that means and where she went.
Ten seconds later, he made it to the main entrance to the Pokémon Center and immediately saw Malakarté himself with a look of extreme worry. He's obviously heard about what happened not too long ago.
"Crystaléon! Are you alright?" He asked. The solemn Shiny Amaura nodded in response, still holding Symphony's tear in his right hand, hidden in his balled fist. "I heard you were severely beaten up by a gang of fighting-types!"
"Yeah, I'm a'ight, Mayor Malakarté, but yo! Can I talk to ya? I'm actually glad ya came up ta me." Crystaléon replied, then asked with conviction.
"Oh, of course. Follow me to my office."
Five minutes and fifteen seconds of an explanation later…
"I see." Malakarté replied after the Tundra Pokémon explained everything that happened in just the Pokémon Center before his full recovery. "Symphony's words struck you like the heavenly strum of a harp. She does indeed have tender feelings for you, Crystaléon. In other words, she's in love with you. That's why she risked her life to save yours."
"I knew it! I knew dat's what 'enamored' meant!" Crystaléon exclaimed in realization. "So, why did she fly away afta dat? Was it somethin' I said?"
"No, it wasn't you. This is your first time meeting her, so here's the deal about her: She's not your typical Meloetta. She… has a weird fetish that she never shares with anyone. Not even me. Yet, somehow, through anonymous resources, I know exactly what that fetish is."
"A fetish?"
"Yes. She's easily turned on by… icing."
"…what-da-fuck?!"
"Yes, I know. It's hard to believe for first-timers, but it's the truth. I don't know the full details of it, but I can tell you this: You'll only see her satisfying her needs when nobody is looking, which is mostly at night when everyone is asleep."
"Hmmm…"
It made perfect sense. I just had to find her when the timin' was right, which I had a feeling dat it wasn't gonna be easy.
"I have a feeling that you're willing to find her and confess your love." Malakarté pointed out matter-of-factly, receiving a nod in response from the Shiny Amaura. "I should warn you, then. Don't advance towards her too quickly. She'll know you're up to something."
"Don't do you give a single shit 'bout me, man. I got dis. Who knows? I just might find her icing fetish to be pretty fuckin' hot."
"I have no doubts about it, neither. Good luck to you, Crys."
I was feeling ashamed about my fetish when I tried to tell Crystaléon that I loved him. Later that evening, everyone was pretty much asleep at that point and my icing fetish called out to me at its loudest. My pussy went crazy and I couldn't take it any longer. I pulled out a fresh carton of vanilla icing from underneath my dress, opened it, and just gave it to myself, rubbing it all over my vag with everything I had. It felt so good to me and I never, ever wanted to stop. I would probably take all night, if I could.
Around da same time, I was tryin' my hardest to look fo' her. Three minutes after I started da search, I heard a distant, sexy moan comin' from up a hill and dere she was. Symphony was fuckin' wit some icing on a bench at da very top of da stairs and I was watchin' her from dere fo' a minute. She was leaned back wit her long, blue hair hangin' down from da back of da bench and her legs were wide open, lettin' dat sweet-ass shit smother her like her hand was a lubricated dick! Damn! I really wanted ta get in on dat!
Ten minutes went by since Crystaléon found Symphony playing with herself with some ice cold vanilla-flavored frosting and the shiny, shirtless Amaura was taking in that scene with every sense on his body, especially his sense of taste. He could imagine what her pussy would taste like with the cake topping and he became horny after another three minutes of just standing and staring with a smug, horny smirk on his face. His desire was also shown very well by the graceful gradient blend of pink and red that was now showing on his free-flowing fins of an Aurorus, which is the Pokémon he should be. Keeping his mouth shut and his hands in his jean pockets, he casually walked up the silver brick path and up two sets of six stone steps before he finally made it to the very top and still kept a good distance of about seven feet away from the sexy performance the Shiny Melody Pokémon was giving him without her knowledge for a few more minutes.
As for Symphony, her orgasmic peak was slowly building up inside of her and she applied more icing to make the anticipation last longer before the big finale. The harmonic melody of various gasps, groans, and moans was truly a tune that would be on repeat for days and would probably never, ever get old any time soon. She was even listening to herself to heighten the upcoming final orgasm even more and, in less than a minute after applying more of her sweet treat, she made one final scream towards the glowing moon with tears of pure bliss streaming down her smooth, pure white face and this scene lasted for a seemingly long three minutes before she slowly opened her eyes, cleaned herself up with Recover, and sat up. That's when she finally saw Crystaléon just standing there casually, as if he was never bothered by what transpired not too long ago. She gasped with fright for a moment and turned invisible in reflexive response to that sudden scare. Seeing this made the smooth Shiny Tundra Pokémon release a seductive chuckle as he was taking careful steps towards her.
"Heh-heh-heh-heh! You ain't gotta get all shy on me now." He reassured calmly, making Symphony become visible again as she was still sitting on the bench in a sultry pose that mesmerized the Amaura.
"How long have you been standing there?" Symphony asked in wonder, showing a regal look of fear in her green eyes.
"Long enough fo' ya ta make my dick dance, baby. Dat was some sexy-ass shit right dere. Enjoyed e'ry second of it."
"…really?" The Shiny Melody Pokémon's look of fear slowly transitioned into a dark smile of lust.
"Yeah." Crystaléon paused as he finally approached her and leaned down closer to her, having his massive hands on the bench, missing her body by just a few inches on each side. "And I'd love an encore."
"I… never knew you respected me enough to say that. By the way, I… never got your name."
"Crystaléon Tundrago, but you can just call me Crystaléon." After that last whisper, he leaned even closer for a kiss on Symphony's smooth lips and she engulfed him into a tongue-lashing wrestling match that emitted passionate moans from both of them for the next five minutes. When it finally ended with their mouths slowly parting away, they continued to stare deeply into each other's eyes as the conversation continued. "Why'd you fly away from me afta confessin' yo' love ta me? Was it because of dis sweet-ass shit you just did wit da icin'?"
"I was too shy to tell you about that secret. I was afraid that you wouldn't love me in return because of it."
"Awww, baby girl… I love you even mo' because of it. Just so ya know, though, uh…" Crystaléon paused as he took his seat next to her, but she ended up floating out of his way before landing back down on his lap with her smooth legs around his waist, allowing her to stroke his rock hard pectorals with greed. "…whoa. Damn… uh, anyway, just so ya know, I didn't kill Lucario. I just kept his ass knocked out. He's probably healin' up at a Pokémon Center somewhere and is probably gonna come afta my ass."
"And you're scared, right?"
"Yeah. My Lucariphobia ain't no shit."
"Awww, don't worry, baby. I'll protect you with everything I got. I know his weakness."
"Thanks, Symphony. I knew I could count on ya. Now, um…" He paused as he slowly slid his hands down to Symphony's booty and he slightly jumped at how big it was underneath the dress. "…goddamn! Hol' up! I would've neva thought ya have a bangin' booty, baby! Shake it fo' me a lil' bit." She did so for five seconds, making both of them moan with dark desire. "Mmmm-hmmm. Yeah, dat's what I'm talkin' 'bout! Now, from what I've heard, a Meloetta is usually sweet. You… you're all dat plus a bag of chips! I'm gonna love dis shit."
"Then, maybe I should give you more." Symphony brought up the still-full carton of vanilla icing with her Psychic and allowed Crystaléon to take it in his left hand, releasing her ass for a moment while she kept her slender hands on his shoulders and then, allowed her black dress to magically peel off of her heavenly, pure white figure. The Shiny Tundra couldn't help but stare at her with the widest blue eyes he's ever pulled off in his life.
When I saw her completely naked fo' da first time, I literally felt my heart leap up to my throat and stop beating for three seconds while I held my breath. Her body was so perfect and sexy. She's an angel sent down by Arceus that was created just fo' me and, right den and dere, I knew… Symphony was da one fo' me. I neva, ever wanted ta let her go. I had to please her wit the best instincts I had! I truly did love dis woman enough to do it.
"Like what you see, don't you?" Symphony asked seductively as she started circular massages on his broad shoulders, making him slightly shiver at the sensual touch as he nodded. "You're never gonna see another Pokémon with a body like mine. How about you prove to me that you truly love me. Let's play a little game of 'Symphony Says' and see what you can do. Are you ready?"
"Hell yeah, I'm ready, baby girl." Crystaléon finally replied after admiring her body for the slowest five minutes he's ever sat through as he had both of his hands holding the cold carton of the vanilla-flavored sweetness. "Give it to me."
"Symphony says put some icing on these cakes." The horny Tundra Pokémon kept quiet as he obeyed perfectly by taking a generous handful of icing and started to take his time smearing it all over her pair of nearly Ds, making her sing out a groan that was orgasmic to his ears as she leaned her head back and held his naughty hand closer to her, letting him feel her hard tits along the way as well. As he was doing this, he never looked away from his handiwork and licked his lips with greed.
"Awww, shit yeah." Crystaléon moaned as he never lost his pace in his erotic boob massage. "Yo' tits are hard as fuck, Symphony-baby… and dese jugs are just da right size. Damn! I can taste 'em."
"Can you?! Well, then… Symphony says devour my breasts! Don't stop until you're hungry for more! I've got a pie baking right next to your dick and it's just anxiously waiting for you."
"Dat's what I wanted ta hear." The Tundra Pokémon went for the frosting-covered cakes and he really was trying so hard to engulf her right breast, sucking away nearly all the icing that was on it. He couldn't complete it without a few tiny licks at her perky, pink nipple and she gasped at the sensation it was sending all throughout her slender body. She then held him even closer to her in reflexive response, allowing him to just recklessly lash at her boobs, allowing his instincts to take over his senses for a moment. Even the occasional muffled moans and groans she was hearing from him have given her the strength to look down at him and make a regal smile that was full of both compassion and respect.
Despite how delicious this moment was, I just couldn't help but feel the pain of his past as he was smothering my precious breasts. I sensed it as he went at it:
Lost his parents when he was an egg.
Was raised in an adoptive family of a male Mega Swampert, a female Swampert, and a little brother, who was a Marshtomp.
And was just teased, tormented, and beaten by fighting-type and steel-type bullies throughout his entire childhood, which was literally making it a living Hell for him.
Upon reading his past, I started to leak tears of sadness, worry, and grief all at once and gently massaged his magnificent fins for added comfort and to give him just little more to eat. For someone who's had a harsh past life, he sure was hungry for the future.
Finally, after seven slow minutes of devouring Symphony's cream-covered boobs, Crystaléon slowly sat up and allowed the Shiny Melody to wipe his mouth, keeping her seductive glare of despondency in her green eyes, making him frown with her with concern.
"What's da matta, baby?" Crystaléon asked as he started to wipe her tears at the exact same time she was still wiping away the icing. "I didn't hurt ya, did I?"
"No, you felt wonderful." Symphony replied with honesty. "It's just that… while your soft, sexy mouth was smoldering me, I took a glimpse of your past. Being a curious Psychic-Type, I just had to see how all this Hell broke loose for you… and you've been living well until you started your education. Was this when you started to develop your Lucariphobia?"
"Yeah. Dose mothafuckas just wouldn't leave me the da hell alone throughout my whole childhood and I was so devastated dat my Ma decided to homeschool me from dat point on. Did you… see who my family was?"
"A permanently Mega Evolved male Swampert, a female Swampert, and a Marshtomp, who was your little brother."
"Yeah, ya got it, Symphony-baby. It was surprising fo' me to live in a family of Pokémon da could kill me wit dere Hydro Pumps in a minute, but dey neva made a harmful move on me. I have no idea what happened to my parents, though. Do you?"
"Yes… and it's a horrifying case of bad karma."
"What happened?!"
"…both of your parents, two beautiful Aurorus, died trying to save you from a gang of egg-stealing Pancham, Riolu, and Drilburs. Your Father managed to safely allow you to roll into the nearest backyard of a Pokémon Daycare Center right in the nick of time, just before he was severely beheaded by Drilbur's Metal Claw."
"…SHIT! I had a bad feelin' 'bout it! Bad karma indeed, girl! Damn!"
"But, regardless…" Symphony paused as she leaned closer to the silently crying Tundra Pokémon, preparing herself for another kiss. "…I still love you and becoming your baby girl would make me honored to have saved your life. In fact, your parents are watching us and they approve of what you're about to do to me." After that last word, she slowly engulfed him into another dangerously wild passionate kiss that made them both moan in perfect harmony together. During that time, the Shiny Melody Pokémon took careful timing as she sent her slender hands down to the zipper of his jeans and reached inside and into his boxers until she felt his rock hard dick. Right then and there, she released it from his pants through his fly right after they ended the mesmerizing kiss and she looked down to see that he was a whopper: ten inches long and nearly two inches wide! Hearing her gasp with shock at his massive manhood made Crystaléon keep his cute, blue eyes on her face of an angel.
"And you said you had a pie bakin', waitin' for my dick."
"Oh, my Arceus! I knew you would be a big boy, just like I imagined you would be when I first saw you." She then paused as she looked up at his face. "I have Serene Grace, just so you know."
"Are you gonna use it?"
"…DO you want me to use it?"
"Ta be honest wit'cha, naw. It's our first time togetha and I want'cha ta feel e'rythang." Upon saying that last word, Crystaléon took careful aim at Symphony's wet pussy, ready to give it his all. She felt this and softly moaned at the feeling of the very tip cruising over her hard clit before making its way to her warm, wet opening. "And I'm ready ta make ya my baby girl."
"Give it to me, then. Don't hold back. Just do me one thing…"
"What is it?"
"Your vicious craving for my succulent booty really did turn me on. Keep your hands on it and I just might shake it more for you."
"Awwwww shit'chyeah! Dat's what I'm talkin' about!" He did just that and she groaned her loudest as she slowly eased onto his massive cock, taking in how big he actually was. "Mmmm-mm! Fuck! Yo' pussy's tight, Symphony-baby." She couldn't respond to that as another harmonious moan came out of her as her response instead. Crystaléon nodded once at that factor and just decided to sing along with her with various sexual sounds of his own, allowing the blue crystals on his extremely diesel arms to blow out cool mists every fifteen seconds to cool it down.
She tells me to give it to 'er and dat's exactly what I did. We fucked on fo' hours, practically all night ratha! As Symphony was bouncin' on my dick wit her big-ass jugs jumpin' wit her, a revelation came inta my head. Symphony is da one fo' me fo' so many reasons. She cares about me, she shares my pain, she respects me, she saved my ass from those fuckas, and lastly, she mentally mourned da death of my real parents wit me. Dat last thang right dere… was all she needed ta do ta be mine. Da sex just adds mo' icing on da cake.
Fifteen minutes later, the biggest orgasm came through both of their bodies like hurricanes and Crystaléon held Symphony extremely close to his ice cold body as they were both screaming out each other's names at the very top of their lungs towards the starry night sky. They were fortunate enough not to wake up anybody during that time, but then again, after a steamy moment like that, it didn't matter if even Malakarté was awoken by them! It was finally calm after an extremely slow two minutes and Symphony started glowing a green aura around her snow white, sexy body as she was using Recover to replenish her energy for more of the Tundra Pokémon's massive icicle of pleasure. During her healing process, she slowly levitated off of that rock hard manhood and landed back on his lap with her bodacious booty resting right up against it, nearly sinking into those cheeks as she started stroking Crystaléon's heaving chest with all the compassion the Shiny Melody could hold with a smile that was just as heavenly.
"For your first time, you're a rebel." She started seductively, looking deep into his bright blue eyes. "My honesty must've turned you on, baby."
"Dat's one thang, yeah." Crystaléon admitted tiredly as he was still working on regaining his energy by keeping the cool mist softly blowing around the two. "The otha thang is dat you kinda mourned da death of my real parents wit me. I can feel it just by lookin' at'cha. Do you really care 'bout me?"
"More than I care about myself. I love you, Crystaléon. Being your girlfriend would make my life so much better and the same can happen for yours, no matter what you've been through in the past."
"It's already gettin' betta, baby girl. I wanna make it fabulous now." He paused as Symphony stopped glowing and allowed him to flip her over until she was lying back on the bench, ready for round two. "I promise ya: afta dis good fuckin' shit, I've got a good idea on how we can make it betta fo' da both of us. Ya wit me, Symphony-baby?"
"I'm behind you all the way. For now, though, let's see how you can handle some icing." She paused as she used Psychic to pick up a decent amount, enough to apply a creamy 'condom' onto his icy cock before he wasted no time to slowly ease into her with his hands planted flat on the sturdy, wooden bench and past her shoulders. He growled with pleasure as he increased his speed immediately afterwards, allowing the Shiny Melody Pokémon to wrap her arms around his neck and pull him down towards her for an intense passionate kiss that was overstuffed with their love. At that moment, it was official.
Our love became final after that fateful, spicy night we shared. It was really the fact that I supported the devastating loss of his parents that brought us together, not the icing alone. It was totally meant to be, just like with you, Meloetta and Toldor. It was like Crystaléon said before: the icing is just an extra topping on the cake.
Da mornin' afta dat sweet-ass fuckin' shit, Symphony and I met up with Malakarté to announce our official relationship to him. Afta we told him, though, he confessed somethin' to us dat made us look at 'im with widest eyes we've ever pulled off.
"I watched you two from my office bedroom last night." Malakarté announced with confidence as he sitting in that same manner in his purple business suit before the Symphony and Crystaléon, who were speechless. "I gotta say… that was a damn fine performance. Damn fine!"
"…why you ain't said nothin', man?!" Crystaléon asked with partial anger.
"Why should I? It was such a romantic moment and I overheard as well. So sorry for the loss of your real parents. I'm sure I can make you feel better when I tell you this: You two should make this into a city-wide business."
"Ya mean… make it inta a strip joint?"
"Precisely. Only Symphony can be the 'entertainer' and you can own the place. That way, you can pay her as much as you want for her nightly performances with other single Pokémon in the district. To be honest, there have been many complaints towards me about this place not having any form of adult entertainment and this would be the perfect way to make them shut up!"
"Heh-heh-heh-heh! I like yo' thinkin', dog. Symphony, what do you think, baby girl?"
"I think that's an excellent idea." Symphony replied. "As long as I'm under the watchful eye of my sexy ice prince, I can pull off perfect performances without having to fuck everyone in the club."
"There you go!" Malakarté agreed. "Now, Crystaléon, remember that old run-down place you got beaten up in?"
"How can I NOT fo'get dat?" Crystaléon asked with sarcasm as he wrapped an arm around the Shiny Melody Pokémon on his right side.
"Well, that place is big enough to transform it into a nightclub. You just need to give it a very thorough renovation and it's golden. In fact, I'll hire the best renovators to help you… and none of them will harm you. I promise."
"Why'd you say dat?"
"One of them is a Steel and Ghost-type."
"Oh, a'ight. Who are dey?"
"Huh! Glad you're calm about that. Ahem! Anyway, the first one is named Makaroyale." Malakarté paused as he pulled out a photo of a male muscular, anthropomorphic Shiny Clawitzer that was dressed in pure white baggy overalls. "He's a Clawitzer with an exceptional reputation as being the only Water-type that can take an electrical attack and shrug it off like it was nothing. His expertise in electronic gadgets is far beyond his generation and can be trusted to make impressive lightshows."
"Niiiiice!" Crystaléon took the picture and allowed Symphony to look at it with him with an angelic smile. "And he's a lil' strong. Looks like he's been in dis business fo' years, man."
"So many years that I can't even remember the number! Now, here's the next one: Bladeshield. He's the Steel and Ghost-Type I mentioned earlier." The humble mayor paused once more as he pulled out a second photograph of a badass suit of armor that had glowing red eyes within the helmet, had a normal arm with a permanent shield attached to the right forearm and his entire left arm was a sharp sword that would easily cut through even the thickest of trees in one slash! He had the same color scheme as a Shiny Aegislash, which is what he was. "Having him being made of steel, he does steer clear from Fire-types just like how you steer clear from Lucario, but trust me. What he lacks in that confidence, he makes up for in his building career. Renovations is what he does best."
"Dat sword arm ain't foolin' nobody, eitha." Crystaléon commented as he took a good look at the next photo with the still-silent, but smiling Symphony. "He's a pretty awesome-lookin' suit of armor, though."
"I knew you would like him. Just… don't ask him to write anything. He knows he can't and that's when he'll hurt you for asking."
"Got it! Who'd ya got next, man?"
"A first: A legendary who wants to work alongside us normies: A Shiny Yveltal named Dread. He's stands at a staggering seven feet and three inches tall, but that doesn't stop him from becoming the first professional legendary construction worker, especially since he's a Flying-type and shouldn't work around rocks." Malakarté paused as he handed over the next picture and they both laughed at his color scheme, since he was shirtless in the picture, wearing nothing but a pair of baggy black jeans.
"Tee-hee… he looks like a giant side of bacon." Symphony finally said after what seemed like forever since they met up with the mayor.
"Heh, I know, right?" Crystaléon agreed with humor. "It won't even matta, though. He's in and he's badass."
"I knew you would like him as well. Now, this last one is someone that is least likely to work alongside you… and you may recognize him…" Malakarté paused as he pulled out one more picture and handed it to Crystaléon. He took one good look at it and immediately started to tear up, making Symphony frown with him with concern. "…yes, Crystaléon. That's your adoptive brother, a permanently Mega Evolved Swampert named Marshevii. The only problem with him is that, since he's not in the nearly gijinka style like us, he's not allowed inside this district. That's why I say he's least likely to work with you."
"…he's still alive, huh? I loved him so much, dude. Where is he?"
"Well, from what I've been told, he's been arrested in Unova County ten years ago… for reckless destruction. He's been… looking for you."
"…fuck!" Symphony rubbed his shoulders for comfort after that exclamation from her Tundra Pokémon lover.
"Can't we compromise with Mayor Pikachu about it?" Symphony asked in wonder. Malakarté shook his head.
"I've tried. He did murder a few innocent newcomers along the way. That's why he's not letting him go."
Dat's da bullshit I didn't wanna hear. After hearin' 'bout my bro bein' held in jail, I mentally vowed to keep it ta myself until da right moment to go afta him. Dat's da main thang I really wanted ta keep from da Mayor, since he's da one who imprisoned him. Despite dat facta, wit da help of my newest crew, minus my bro, we worked three long months renovatin' da place and, by da time we were done, we had to have our openin' night start off with a bang.
During that opening night, we actually did attract quite a crowd. They were excited to see me, especially after hearing that I killed five fighting-type Pokémon all on my own. Since they heard how TOUGH I was, it was time for them to perfectly sync my bravery with my powers of seduction. Crystaléon was excited on the inside, but I also felt his depression at the same time as well when I applied the finishing touches to our room on that second floor.
"Crystaléon-baby, are you okay?" Symphony asked as she tried to gain his eyes by walking towards the couch he was sulking in with a sexy stroll in her steps, but to no avail. He was still staring at the floor with a gloomy look in his eyes. "Everything's set up for our opening night and I'm ready to give those single Pokémon down there one hell of a good time."
"I know, but I'm just not feelin' it right now." Crystaléon muttered, not taking his eyes off of the pure white carpet floor. "Marshevii was da best lil' bro I've ever had, even though we had a huge type difference. I can't believe Mayor Pikachu would hold him in jail fo' somethin' he ain't even mean ta do!"
"I understand, but right now and until we can settle in Unova County, we'll just have to let Pikachu and the law run its course. If it'll make you feel any better…" The Shiny Melody Pokémon paused as she slowly took a seat in the Tundra Pokémon's lap and used a slender hand to slowly bring up his face to look directly at the hopeful gleam in her green eyes, making him slightly smile. "…Marshevii is doing exceptionally well. He's being fed the best food the prison can offer him, he's in his own cell, and he's made friends with other former criminals that are also permanently Mega Evolved. In fact, they're so close, they've developed a team that will fight crime instead of start it. They're calling themselves… The Mega Rebels."
"Fo'… fo' real? You ain't makin' dat shit up?!"
"A Psychic-Type Pokémon never makes things up."
"…YES!" Crystaléon cheered in isolation by simply giving Symphony a compassionate embrace that was too hard to break free from because of the emotional warmth it came with. The Shiny Melody herself returned the hug and cried happy tears that never bothered her Shiny Tundra boyfriend at all.
"I'm so glad to see you so happy again."
That's all I could say after that announcement. After that was officially settled, we finally started the rest of our lives on this opening night, giving all of those anxious boys the time of their lives, with and without icing. Crystaléon watched the entire time, walking from table-to-table with his hand on his crotch and a horny smirk on his face. That's… how he ran it and I loved it.
Heh, heh, heh… what can I say? When you be shakin' dat ass for 'em, it seems like yo' ass is shakin' fo' me, too. You were bangin' then and you're still bangin' now, baby, especially wit dat news ya gave me 'bout my bro establishin' dat Mega Rebel team while he's in jail. All dat and den some gave me the confidence dat, someday, I will reunite wit my bro and we'll be a small family again.
All we need to do now…
…is talk to Pikachu.
To be continued…