"Eh, it's an anime. Since he can use Pokemon moves, I thought it'd be a good source of inspiration for him." The response came from a normally giddy man.
"What's up with you?"
"Just some stupid regulations that I'm going to have to work around."
"Regarding what? Breathing around here is likely to get shut down because of regulations, you gotta be more specific." The man took a long sip of coffee.
"Welllll, our most recent inquiry dealt with endangered Pokemon." The other man cracked a smile, revealing his returning nature.
"I don't think I like where this is going..." The larger, more reasonable man retorted.
"Oh come on, think about it! The ditto species can mate with ANY Pokemon by placing their gelatinous tissue within a female's womb, or that same tissue can be filled with male sperm to reproduce. Coincidentally, the ditto species can use every move." The slender man had his hands on the table, his face was uncomfortably close to his coworker's.
"There's no way you're being real. He's 12 years old, you sick fuck. No shit regulations are gonna cock block you, you want to see a 12-year-old going at it with Pokemon." The man spoke with more of a matter-of-fact tone than a disgusted one, albeit disgust was present.
"Ugh, you're always like this! It's for science! Besides, if he were a few years older he'd be down for it and you know it. We just don't have time to wait. We've been monitoring every part of his body for the last seven years to make sure he doesn't spontaneously combust, and it just so happens that his reproductive system has bloomed early. Nature is calling him!"
"If I ever quit it won't be because of what we do here, it'll be your bullshit. How do you plan to get this stuff approved?"
The slimmer man looked at the larger one with a slightly uncomfortable look.
"No God damn way. You guys are gonna do it without telling the higher-ups?"
"Are you gonna report us?" The usually over-the-top human was morbidly serious. He was looking through the two-way mirror at the boy looking at a television screen. Currently, a blonde boy was laying on the ground with several things impaling him and holding him down. An orange-haired man with a ridiculous amount of piercings was talking to him.
Half an hour later, the excited man put on his calm face; they were to have minimal interaction with the subject. They didn't want him getting attached to any of them. No one really liked the abomination, he was just an anomaly among anomalies in this world of humans and Pokemon. Well, to say the world was shared by the two would be an overstatement. The lab they operated with was part of a settlement secluded from Pokemon. They didn't need to seclude themselves from humans: as far as everyone in the facility knew, the rest of them, minus the workers' families, were dead.
He entered the subject's chamber. The boy, if it could be called that, didn't notice him. His eyes were glued to the TV. He walked around the room, analyzing various things and performing routine tasks.
"Do you have a family?" The boy asked. His speech had startled the scientist.
"You aren't to con-"
"I don't care whether I have one or not. I just wanna know if any of you do." He interuppted blandly.
"...I have a family, yes. Why would you ask me such nonsense as this?" The man had an incredibly impatient tone.
"That guy on the screen with the black things all over his face was talking about revenge and stuff. He did all this bad stuff to the good guy's home and then told him that the same thing had happened to his home. Then he started talking about revenge."
"Revenge?" He asked with a bored expression.
"Yeah. It was kinda complicated, but he said that if someone hurts you and you take revenge on them, then the people that care about the other person will get mad at you and try to hurt you, and THEN your friends will get mad at their friends and it goes on and on. He said that the world was filled with hate."
[Ugh, I know this world hates YOU, that's for sure.] The man bemoaned to himself. It'd be easier if the brat would just follow all of the lab's inquiries without ever speaking. The kid was stupidly smart, and it pissed him off because he was hesitant to do anything without knowing what he was getting into.
"That's why I wanted to know if you had a family. Because when you guys hurt me, I think about hurting you. I know that real people aren't as strong as those people. If I hit you really, really hard, you would die. But if you had a family, then they'd get mad if I did bad stuff to you. I don't really know what to do about it..." The kid looked at the man with a completely apathetic expression. He turned his gaze to the ground and bore a troubled look.
Meanwhile, the man's blood had run cold. The cold ignited, becoming fire and boiling within him. So now this little shit thinks he could kill anyone he wanted? So they were at HIS mercy? The damn thing was lucky not to be thrown out, and it thought it was in CONTROL?! He calmed himself, determining the best approach to manipulate the situation into the most desirable outcome. He almost gagged at what he settled on.
"That's why... you have to do what we say. We aren't trying to hurt you, but the stuff we need to do naturally hurts people. But it's all for a good reason. So you have to be strong and take it and don't fight back. Normally we don't feel the ne- I mean, we usually don't give you any warning whenever we begin a new testing sequence, but I'll let you know that very soon we'll be doing something new."
"Another new test? Can you tell me anything about it?"
The man silently groaned.
[Wait... No, this is our chance!]
"No, I can't give you details, but you can rest easy about this one."
"I can?"
"That's absolutely right. This one won't hurt at all. In fact, many people think it's the best feeling in the world, and I'm not exaggerating."
"The best feeling in the world?" The child repeated.
"Yes, but it will only go this way if you do exactly as we say, got it?" The man had gotten uncomfortably close to the kid. Uncomfortable for him, not the younger test subject. "Be ready, we've never had you do anything like this."
"I'm ready when you are~"
A charmeleon was straddling Glave. He didn't know where they were, nor did he care. His fully erect cock was pointed towards her welcoming slit. He took hold of her sides and closed his eyes. He slowly and carefully raised his hips.
His brow furrowed while his eyes remained closed.
[Did I miss?] He opened his eyes and looked down to see his erect member pointing towards the ceiling. [Mother fu-]
A jolt went through his body when he heard a sound beside him. Cerulean was snoring. There were three separate beds, all low to the ground as they were intended for Pokemon use. His face flushed as he sat up and crossed his arms and legs to cover his reproductive organ, but no one was awake. That is, in the room. Zero was nowhere to be seen.
Glave thought about the dream he'd just had. His last wet dream had been over a month ago. He rose and looked at Cerulean's sleeping form. She slept carelessly; her legs weren't spread far, but her vagina was visible to the grovyle. He gulped quietly but knew better than to try and sneak anything on a Pokemon that adept with aura.
He left the house and began walking through town. It was early, but there was plenty of traffic as Pokemon went to the department store, the town square, or wherever they were collecting. The city had jobs similar to what Glave had read about human occupations. Electric types were electricians, fighting and steel types were often engineers for whatever needed engineering, and the department store kept many people staffed. Considering there was a political system in Advent Town, it was easy to see how it could be so advanced.
He continued walking directionlessly. His feet took him naturally toward Volt's house. He stopped at the door. He hadn't seen them in a month and he wouldn't be living there anymore. He wasn't sure if it was alright for him to enter unannounced.
Glave knocked on the door.
"Come in!" A female voice called. He opened the door.
He was surprised when he entered. The cubs were playing on the living room floor like usual, except one of them was a luxio.
[I wonder if he'll want to do stuff like me...] Glave thought to himself.
He peered into the kitchen; it was a straight shot from the living room. The threshold was marked by an archway that served as the entrance. The floor changed to black and white tiles as well. He blushed when he got there. Circe was preparing food, and she was bent over, swishing her tail back and forth through the air. The problem was the exposure of her private area to the world. Glave had seen it before, but it had a stronger effect as a grovyle.
"Hey, Mrs. Circe." He said after getting behind the archway.
"Glave is that you?" She asked, turning but not seeing him. "You sound so much more like a man now." She exited the kitchen and saw Glave standing awkwardly against the wall, one knee propped up to cover himself.
"Ha, my voice is probably coarse from having to call mercy so much this last month," he joked, although it had the unintended effect of her motherly instincts kicking in and making her look at him seriously. "Uh, just a joke..."
"It better be. I don't entirely trust that human, and Volt won't tell me anything about him. It's unbelievable to think that Team Luck had a human among them without anyone knowing. What's his name again, sweetie?"
"Uh, Zero."
"Zero. Hm, not a common name. Do you like him?"
"He's cool, Mrs. Circe. We haven't done any missions so I don't know what he's like on the field. But when we trained, his attacks were brutal. I only ever touched him when he let me."
"I see... That makes sense," she said more to herself than anything. "It's Cindy's birthday today. Are you gonna go see her? I know you will."
"What!? I thought I had a few days!" Glave was shocked.
Circe, on the other hand, was cackling with laughter at his blunder.
"Men are all the same, but that just means you're becoming a man, dear."
"I gotta go, Mrs. Circe, tell Volt I said hey!" Glave rushed out.
[Did he always call me 'Mrs.?'] She wondered as she watched him run down the street.
Glave finally arrived at the charizard family's house, her birthday already apparent by three red balloons tied to the mailbox. It was a custom of advent town to set out ballons every fifth birthday of a Pokemon, up to the age of fifteen. The balloons were to be have a color that represented the type of the Pokemon who turned a year older.
The grovyle walked up to the door and raised a hand, but he hesitated.
[After what happened last month, will things be the same? What if she took it really hard and all of those bad feelings have been brewing over the past month?] He was tormented by his cautious nature.
Just then, the door opened.
"Sheesh, you disappear for a month and when you come back, you suddenly feel fear?" Cindy opened the door, leaning against one of the walls inside.
Subconsciously, Glave stole a glance between her legs to determine if she looked like she did in his dreams. He proceeded to analyze her from the bottom up, finally looking her in the eyes. She wore a curious expression before letting out a laugh.
"Dude, have you not seen a girl in a month? You look horny as hell right now," she laughed, a distinct contrast to the blush that the grovyle wore. "The second stage really suits you better than being a treecko. You never did act like a little kid."
"You aren't... mad?" He asked, more so out of confusion than worry.
"Hm? Guys have been checking me out since I evolved. This is nothing new, y'know." She smiled when his blush grew.
"That's not what I-"
"Although, I have to say I'm glad I finally have something over you."
Glave looked at her with a desperate face.
"Uh, you okay? You look like you've seen a ghost. I know it's been a while, but c'mon man, did you think I'd be a whole different person? I mean, you seem to be, but whatever." She shrugged, "Are you gonna come in or not?"
He finally stepped in, shutting the door behind him. The grass-type decided to just let the matter go; after all, Cindy clearly had.
"Mom, we have a visitor!" The charmeleon called out loudly, plopping down on the couch roughly. Glave merely watched her. She sighed, "Seriously, dude? Come- ON!" She tugged his wrists and he fell onto her lap.
"What in the blazes?" Glave looked over and jumped across the room, landing flat on his rear when he saw Flara, Cindy's mother, looking at him with a skeptical expression. "Humans really do change Pokemon. I thought you'd never take the incentive to go after my daughter." She walked down the hall chuckling, with Cindy calling after her in protest.
"Glave, you're being totally weird. Tell me what's going on." The charmeleon looked at him.
"It's nothing... Just, you might have to give me a minute to get used to you." He said, looking away shyly.
"What the heck does that mean?"
"I've only been in contact with Zero for the last month, besides having to battle Team Ultima for progress reports. I'm gonna have to get used to normal social interaction again."
"What? Why have you ONLY been with him?" She wasn't angry, but she was obviously surprised.
"I don't know if I can tell you yet-"
"And you fought Team Ultima? That's crazy, they're the strongest team we have right now. You know you're going to have to tell me the truth regardless, right?"
Glave stared off into space, thinking for a short time before conceding. He told her that he would be forming a new rescue team with the human, as well as the lucario that had attacked some time ago. She listened, opening her mouth at times to protest what he was saying, but he never gave her a chance to speak.
"Wow... So, that's what happened." She said, much calmer than normal. "What's keeping you guys, though? Is there a reason that you haven't already started taking on missions?"
"Actually, yea-" Glave's voice caught in his throat as he thought about the true reason for the week off. Cindy looked at him curiously. "Uh, sorry, there is a reason, but I don't think I can talk about it." He mumbled quietly.
"I don't know whether to be happy or sad."
"Yeah... I mean I'll still be ar-"
"That isn't what I meant, Glave. You might think it's silly, but I always figured that we'd naturally form our own rescue team."
Glave looked at her in surprise; the thought had never crossed his mind. They never even spoke of forming a team, although it was no secret that it was his goal to be like his father right from the start.
"I never knew... you felt that way."
"Eh, I just thought it would happen. I never felt a need to say anything to you about it. Sucks that you haven't had any field training, though. I've always wanted to know if wild Pokemon are as bad as everyone makes them out to be."
"Zero has told me a lot... They usually can barely speak legible language, and they're almost always territorial. He also mentioned them wanting to do stuff with explorers sometimes, and apparently, it's always by force." Glave said uncomfortably.
"What stuff? You didn't say anything." Cindy asked.
"You know what I'm talking about..." The grovyle responded, almost silently.
"I have an idea, but you're going to have to say it." She told him with a serious tone and a stern expression.
"I dunno... He said that territorial females in heat would... well, they'd uh..." He looked at the ground and away from her. "I don't know how rare it is, but sometimes explorers get raped by wild Pokemon."
There was a long silence. Cindy stood and walked to the door.
"Mom, me and Glave are gonna head to town!" She called.
"Okay, hun, be home before dark," was the response. It was still morning, so that gave them the whole day.
The two second-stage evolutions walked down the streets of Advent Town with Cindy leading, although she appeared to be leading them aimlessly. They hadn't spoken for a short while, but often times random young Pokemon would call out greetings to them, and some asked why Glave hadn't been around for a while, to which they generated one excuse or another.
Finally, Cindy tore down an ally.
"Huh- Wait up!" Glave ran after her, his leafy horn trailing in the wind as he moved quickly.
The two turned down several corners until Cindy entered a small space between the backs of several adjacent houses and the town's wall, which rose high into the air, higher than just about every building except for the department store and the town hall. Glave shuffled into the cramped space behind her. She had stopped, so he caught up with her after a short time.
She looked at him and nodded silently. She proceeded to begin climbing the white wall; its surface was normally completely smooth and unscalable, but right here there were forced indentations serving as foot and handholds. Glave unsurely climbed after her. Submitting to a perverted desire, he looked above him to see if he could spot her nether regions. In the middle of every ascending step, Cindy revealed herself, not that she knew that. Glave was suddenly motivated to climb faster and stay within view.
He was disappointed when they reached the top and she climbed over and out of sight. When she did, guilt set into his heart as he realized what he'd done.
[Ugh, it's these stupid hormones! I need to get a hold of myself before I mess things up again.] He belittled himself as he climbed over as well.
"Mom said a long time ago, the machamp guard used to be stationed up on top of the wall. That was before the attack four years ago when they were too late to get to the scene. Ever since the wall has just been here to protect and require anyone entering the city to come through the gates."
"Can't we get in trouble for being here?" Glave asked nervously.
"Yep, a lot of trouble, actually. But you still followed me," she giggled. "Relax, I made those footholds, and I made them as far as possible from the department store, the tallest building, mind you. No one can see us, and considering the wall's height, no one can hear us."
"Hear us?" Glave had been looking at the view outside the town. He'd only ever left it for his training with Zero, but it just looked like a thick forest outside.
"I didn't wanna spring this on you, but now that you're all the way out here, there's a lower chance you'll resist," Cindy said, looking into the distance as she spoke.
"Uh... What are you gonna do?" The grovyle asked cautiously. He knew he could beat her in a fight, so he wasn't worried about that.
"When you told me about what happens to explorers, I had to make up my mind."
Glave's body temperature rose.
"Cin-"
"Listen here, you! I'm just not letting you lose your-" She stumbled on her words, something she never did. "I can't let you get ahead of me in anything, even your first time, dummy! And I don't wanna give myself to any of the weak Pokemon from our generation, and I don't want some geezer Pokemon either. So, I figured the best way to handle this would let us draw for our first time." She couldn't look him in the eyes, but neither could he.
"Dr-draw!?" Glave was shaking with adrenaline; a specific part of him was excited, but the rest was nervous.
"Yeah, Glave. A draw. We can lose it at the same time." She finally looked at him. "I don't want some nobody wild Pokemon getting..."
"Cindy, I-I don't know how to-"
"You idiot, I know that. It's both our first time. I don't totally know what to expect either..."
They shared a long, awkward silence.
"Are you gonna show me it or what?" She asked impatiently.
"You aren't showing me yours!" Glave retorted defensively. "Besides, mine doesn't come out until..." He stopped from embarrassment.
Cindy sighed.
"This isn't gonna work if we're shy, Glave. I don't think we have to worry though, our instincts are supposed to do it for us after a while. But I guess we do need to get started."
The charmeleon looked around, a useless habit since no one could see them. Finally, she sat down and looked at Glave before averting her gaze to the ground. She lied down and spread her legs, closing her eyes. Glave got on all fours as quietly as possible. He wanted a good look at it, since his dreams never let him see all he wanted to. There were a few differences from what he had expected. He didn't know what a clit was, so the nub at the top was new for him. He was aware that reproduction among females required a separate canal than the urinary one, so while he didn't expect two holes in her vagina, he understood them.
He felt his tip touch the warm floor, or technically the top of the wall. He looked down to see his member was mostly erect.
"Do you ever have... dreams like this?" He asked the charmeleon presenting herself to him.
She opened her eyes and gasped when she saw him so close to her precious spot. Curiosity washed this surprise away when she saw the pink rod further down his body.
"Yeah, I do. Wet dreams are the worst."
"Huh? How come?" Glave sat up and listened for her response, unknowingly revealing his length to her.
She sat up as well and stared at it.
"Because," she began, reaching a hand towards the flesh rod, "I can never feel anything in them. You always touch me, and the-"
Their eyes met in an awkward stare as she realized what she confessed. She started to draw her hand back.
"No!" Instinct sent Glave's hand to snatch her wrist and bring it to his cock. They shared a look of surprise before he looked away and she smirked.
"I know I got more timid than normal, but I'm glad to see someone's coming around. Tell me, Glave," she began needily, "can you feel this?" She wrapped her three claws around his cock and began stroking. He was surprised that she could work them in a way that didn't hurt him, as he initially feared would happen. Having been said, any potential fears were overwhelmed by what he did feel. A hand job from a three-clawed Pokemon may not have been much to someone with experience, but the grass-type was receiving his first form of sexual pleasure. He had never masturbated, merely waited for his erect blade to sheath itself whenever it made itself known.
He grunted and his hips bucked. It felt to him like a huge, involuntary twitch.
"I meant with words, but you can tell me however you want," Cindy spoke seductively. She sounded so much more mature than she normally did, and it was turning Glave on even more. His organ grew more, finalizing itself at 6 and a half inches. It was a worthy size for a Pokemon that was only 2'10. Or maybe he was finally 2'11 after his training.
"I'm feeling a lot of things right now," Glave stated, reaching down and touching her slit with one of his claws. He ran it from the bottom to the top. The charmeleon that was mutually pleasuring him shook and gasped, as well as squeezed his rod a tad hard when he reached the bulb at the top. The grovyle looked at her curiously. He tried summoning a vine, but he recalled that they were on artificial material when they didn't come.
He spread his two claws on one hand and squeezed her clit between them gently. His cock twitched in response to the moan she let out, followed by her head falling on his shoulder. He withdrew his moistened hand from her entrance.
Grabbing both of her shoulders, Glave pushed Cindy back slightly, drawing her head off of him. They looked at each other needily. Silently, their lips met and they held a timeless kiss. They broke it, drawing a couple of inches away to look each other in the eyes before resuming. The next kiss had both of their mouths open. Glave flinched when he felt his partner's tongue in his mouth. His brain started to question if it was normal, but his instincts already had his longer tongue wrapping around hers, sucking and caressing it.
Cindy touched the tip of his cock, feeling a pool of moisture on it. She drew off the grovyle and looked at her glistening claw. She put the liquid in her mouth.
"Ew-" Glave cut short at the look Cindy gave him. "I-I mean, not ew, but... are you supposed to do that?" He asked shyly.
"Well... There were some dreams of mine where you'd get on top of my chest and lean forward. Then you'd put it in my mouth." She looked down shyly, not registering the fact that it looked to Glave like she was gazing at his flesh rod.
He gently pushed on her chest. She was similar to him in figure, slender and shorter than the rest of her species. The average charmeleon height was 3'7, but she was only 3'4. Small, but still towering over Glave by about half a foot. He didn't like her being taller, but her lack of fat was very attractive to him.
"Lay down." He told her calmly. His mind was moving so fast, but it wasn't thinking of anything specific. She complied, getting on her back once more.
He climbed over her body on all fours. He was about to line up his cock with her open, waiting mouth, but he thought they looked awkward. He stood, an action she began to question, but he turned around and got back on all fours. The tip of his cock jabbed her cheek, earning a grunt from her and smearing a sticky liquid on her face.
He mumbled an apology and noticed that the way he'd positioned himself put her entrance a tempting distance from his mouth. He stretched forward, but his back arched midway, bumping his stomach against her chest. She had wrapped her lips around the front of his cock. He shuffled his knees back a little bit, pushing his body an inch forward and his cock farther into her mouth.
The girl under him wasn't overly sure what to do; this wasn't the position he had taken in her dreams. Normally, the grovyle thrust into her mouth with a devious grin. To her relief, she heard a moan when she started to use suction on the cock filling her mouth. She ran her tongue over the bottom of the length. Another buck of his hips pushed his cock into her forcefully. There was now an inch remaining outside of her, but the base thickened considerably from the front of his entrance, so she was opening as wide as she could, wincing even still. She gagged whenever it grazed the back of her throat.
Meanwhile, Glave reached his long tongue forward, flicking her clit several times. With each one, he heard muffled moans increasing in volume. He ran his tongue forward, rubbing over the nub and pushing onto her lips. If he was two inches taller, he could have stuck his tongue all the way in, but as of now, he could only run it over her vulva and clit, slightly displacing her lips at times.
Cindy was running her tongue all over the flesh protruding into her mouth, as well as fluctuating how hard she sucked. The result was a lot of moans and his cock being pulled half an inch further at times. She grabbed his sides and pushed up gently.
Glave withdrew his tongue and got up.
"Is something up?" He asked awkwardly, fearing that he wasn't doing something right.
"I think we're ready now."
"Oh. Were we... not ready before?" Glave asked with shyness and curiosity simultaneously present in his voice.
"I've, uh, heard that it's better to make the girl feel good and to get the guy's thing wet before you start doing it."
Cindy sat up and then twisted around, getting on all fours. Glave was going to ask what she was doing when she moved her tail to the side and spread her legs. He could see both of her holes but was disinterested in the higher one. He shuffled forward, grabbing the sides of her rear and lining his cock up with her pussy. He pushed against it, staring intently at the sight. Her lips spread apart and he began sinking in.
He gasped in surprise at the pleasure, and she moaned needily at the slight protrusion. She leaned back, pushing another inch in, but that was as far as she could go. She moved back to her initial position, desperate for him to take the hint. He started moving his hips forward, pushing a marginal amount further before he felt resistance. He furrowed his brow, thrusting harder to get past it. In doing so, he hilted himself.
He cried out and slumped forward, panting from the feeling. He was alarmed when he heard her yelp and breathe heavily.
"Ow, ow, ow..." She was whispering, but he could hear her. He pulled all the way out.
"Are you okay!? What did I do!?" He pressed.
"Ow, nothing, idiot! A girl's first time hurts at the start, that's all. Geez, why are you so oblivious? You just need to keep moving so it starts to feel good." She spoke through pants.
He nodded and pushed faster than she expected, earning a mixture of a moan and a grunt. They were both sweating. He began moving back and forth. His cock twitched when he heard her make an "ooh" sound.
Glave slid his hands forward, grabbing her hips and thrusting her harder. There were sounds coming from her pussy whenever he started to push or retract from the entrance. They were accompanied by a slapping sound of his waist area making a rough impact with her butt. The two were practically crying out, both delighted in the pleasure they were unfamiliar with.
Instinct guided the grovyle, and he wrapped his right arm around her thigh and started rubbing her clit. She yelped in pleasure and began moving back whenever he moved forward, making the thrusts harder and faster.
His speed increased once more when she began calling his name. Some strange feeling flowed through him like blood through veins. She was saying his name. She belonged to him. He wanted her, and he was perfectly content to take her. He picked up the pace to an incredible rate, drops of sweat flying whenever he changed direction, and falling off of her whenever her cunny was filled and her butt met his torso.
Cindy screaming Glave's name was the only warning he got for the juices that splashed all over his cock and lower body. Her scream was long and died down into an ineligible sound, a moan at best. Her pussy constricted around his cock, seemingly doubling in tightness, and both of their knees gave out. Glave fell forward, wrapping his arms around her from behind when he felt his first orgasm coming.
The grovyle gasped and started pounding her with a higher force and less speed than before. He felt something unlike anything he ever had, and his untouched cum finally left his body and entered the charmeleon's.
"Let it all out..." She could barely form words. "All of it... Deep inside me..."
Glave growled; each perverted phrase that escaped her lips sent a shot of cum deep inside her pussy. When the flow stopped, he pulled back and thrust forward one last time. His seed was forced out of her pussy when he did, leaking onto the ground between their connected bodies in a small pool. He pulled out of her and released her, letting her pelvic region fall to the floor. Several fluids continued to exit her, adding to the ones already present.
He reached forward and flicked her clit experimentally. She cried out and the remaining fluids shot out of her before coming to a stop. He looked down to see his flesh rod retreating to its confines.
"I need... a break..." Cindy called back to him, breathing heavily and shutting her eyes.
He crawled up beside her and lay on his back next to the sleeping charmeleon. He didn't expect to actually do what the week off had been intended for. He hadn't the slightest thought that he could fuck his best friend, and yet here he was, filling her to the brim with his first-ever orgasm.
Glave awoke with Cindy sitting next to him. She appeared to be playing with her pussy, looking at it closely as a small amount of fluids pumped out of it now and then.
"What are you... doing?" Glave asked groggily. Cindy giggled when she saw him.
"Making sure we're ready to go. I don't wanna get home and have this stuff spill out in front of my mom. She'd tease me for days," Cindy replied, taking her claws and spreading herself open one last time before standing. She put a claw in her mouth and sucked the juices off. She looked down at Glave who had sat up and eyed her curiously. "What, you want some?" She asked with a smirk, spreading her pussy for his viewing.
The two climbed down the footholds and parted ways when they got to Cindy's house. He returned to the home that he would be staying in to find Zero sitting on his bed with his eyes closed.
"Hey. You busy?" Glave asked the human.
"No, not particularly. Your aura suggests that you're tired."
"I am... where's Cerulean?"
"At the store to pick up supplies. Escape orbs, berries, those sorts of things. We'll be taking on a mission tomorrow."
"Tomorrow!? What happened to the week off?"
Zero opened his eyes and shifted his gaze to the grovyle. He wore a blank expression as usual before he thought to shift it to a smile.
"Correct me if I'm wrong, but the reason we were going to lay off for a week has been fulfilled, hasn't it?"
"Uh-well, yeah. I think it has..." Glave could barely get the words out.
"I see. You don't need to be shy about it."
"Yeah, but the entire month we spent together felt kinda official. We didn't exactly speak about guy stuff."
"Oh, does that trouble you?" Zero always spoke so calmly that it was hard to tell how to respond.
"N-no, it doesn't trouble me, but..." Glave stopped before finishing.
"Cerulean and I mated the day after she attacked."
Glave recoiled hard.
"Y-you did?" He wasn't sure how to respond, and it was the first sexual talk they'd had.
"You need to be able to say anything to me, Glave. Right now, it doesn't look like anything has changed between us. Yes, we had sex, albeit it was a request from the Mayor to better see how my biological modifications truly behaved."
"Oh," was all Glave had to say.
"You'll come around," Zero shrugged. "Tomorrow we'll be taking on a basic rescue mission to get you some experience. We already have a dungeon that we wish to explore when we feel you're ready."
Glave stayed quiet for a while. After some thought, he accepted that he really would need to get closer to Zero for optimal mission performance.
"Wh-who was your..."
Zero waited for the grovyle to finish.
"Your first time. What was she like?"
"My first time was with a vulpix that I never saw again. In fact, I was restrained at the time because I kept pushing her away. She did all the work while I struggled."
Glave cracked a small smile.
"Ha, you wonder why I don't ask you about stuff like this."
"Well, my first was a bad example, but I can understand."
"Alright, fine. You disappeared every day of our training, including yesterday. Was it for what I think it was?"
"You're a strong Pokemon, Glave. My bio mods tripped every day. I think that actually may have served me, however. When I found a suitable mate yesterday, I was able to speak for quite some time. Retaining that level of control was outside of my wildest dreams not too long ago."
"I take it that's a good thing?"
"Yes, it is. Should they ever trigger in combat, things could get messy."
The door opened, ending the conversation. Cerulean entered, holding their explorer kit with one paw and their treasure box in the other.
"You're Glave, huh? Sorry about last month. I understand if you don't like me-"
"No, it's alright." Glave told the lucario. "I know that aura was in control. Besides, I'd rather be on the good side of someone as strong as you. Although, I do wanna know why you can mega evolve without a human."
Cerulean and Zero looked at each other.
"How do you know about mega evolution?" Cerulean asked.
"Glave here had a book detailing several events in human history, as well as Pokemon's interactions with humans. Interestingly enough, the book also contained research from the lab that tested on me."
The lucario shrugged in sudden disinterest.
"Alright, so, I brought the letter for the mission. A basic 20-floor dungeon with an injured vibrava somewhere. It doesn't say what floor."
"Then we search all of them." Zero stated. "What dungeon is it?"
"Uh, Coral Cave? Are you familiar with it?"
Glave perked up, but Zero was the one to answer.
"It's an hour away from here on foot, and the Pokemon are moderately dangerous. Water types are pretty territorial there, which isn't like their usual serene nature. It won't be a problem though."
"Uh, hello? Huge problem to me- it's an HOUR away!" Cerulean sounded exasperated.
"On foot. I can teleport us there."
Both of Zero's soon-to-be partners looked at him with similar expressions of surprise and skepticism.
"You can teleport that far away?" Cerulean narrowed her eyes at them.
"Yes, and I'll show you tomorrow. We need to rest until then."
Zero sat awake staring at the ceiling until everyone else was sound asleep. He couldn't risk falling asleep since Cerulean's aura could detect his when he woke up. He sat up and looked at the team he'd be taking to the field in a few hours.
Not risking making a sound, he teleported outside and began walking down the tourist district. He stopped next to the western gate and touched a hand to his temple. He sighed while soft pink bioluminescence escaped from wherever his skin was visible.
Tightening and loosening his bio mods were a risk on their own. When they were loosened, they tripped easier, but at the same time, they weren't as difficult to satisfy or to control. On Team Luck he always had them as tight as he could have them so they wouldn't trip on a mission. Ruby had been the only female on the team, and while Zero and the Latias were exceedingly close, or rather she was fond of him, he had reasons for why he couldn't be intimate with her.
The one time they had gone off during a mission had actually saved Team Luck. Glave the sceptile had gotten Ruby out of the area when Zero fell to all fours, the iconic marker that he had lost control. Luckily, their adversaries at the time had been a mega evolved gardevoir and her mate gallade. The modifications made to the human's brain forced him to target the gardevoir for reproducing, but the gallade didn't take kindly to that.
That was also the mission that Zero discovered that the damn things gave him a substantial power boost while they were active. He dispatched the gallade like it was nothing and got to work on the gardevoir. Breaking her out of her mega form felt like ripping a sheet of paper.
Zero peered into the night sky. It was a sky that he once admired with his friends. Now one was retired, one was in an obscure land not even known to the human, and one died.
He felt alone. Sometimes he didn't know whether he was sad or angry. Who knows how much stronger he'd gotten over the last four years? But it didn't matter. He couldn't bring his friend back, and looking at his son, while it wasn't painful, was strange for him. The grovyle showed promise, but he was no Glave. Or technically he was, but still.
"You look lonely."
Zero turned to identify the speaker. A beautiful shiny sylveon was sitting just outside the gate.
"There's technology in place to detect motion in and out of the gates, right? It's why I haven't come in."
"Yes, there is." The human teleported outside, effectively dodging the basic motion sensors. The two sat down next to each other.
"Why are you out here?" The feline inquired.
"I could ask you the same thing."
"I wanted to see if you were busy. Looks like it was fate that I came to this entrance."
"My bio-"
"It's okay. I'm not here for that. I guess I just wanted to talk."
"About? You're supposed to hate humans, aren't you?"
"That's a stereotype when you think about it. I told you, I had a trainer." She replied somberly.
"I take it he's dead?"
"Ouch. You really don't know how to talk to girls, do you? It was a she, but yeah. Like all the others, she died." The sylveon's eyes were glassy.
"You don't think humans deserved what happened to them?" Zero asked, recalling his own interactions with humans.
"It was stupid. No, not all humans deserved that. My trainer was a good person. Now, I get looked down upon for ever liking one." Her voice broke while she spoke but neither of them made mention of it.
"Dialga. Palkia. Arceus. Groudon, Kyogre, the experiments on Deoxys." Zero listed. "All the legendaries with power, humans attempted to control. Pokemon that were legendary more for their rarity and just higher strength than average were disregarded like they were nothing. Namely, Articuno, Zapdos, and Moltres."
"I know that. What I hate is that most of these Pokemon DON'T know that and still hate the human race. It was just a few bad ones taking advantage of a lot of complicated ones though."
"..." Zero knew his thoughts on the matter but chose not to speak.
"You can use Pokemon moves, can't you?" The sylveon shifted her gaze to his eyes. He continued staring into space before turning to meet her.
"Yes. I can. What does that mean to you?"
"That's the second time you've asked me that. 'What does that mean to you?' It doesn't mean anything yet. That's why I'm asking. I... my trainer and I infiltrated a research lab one time."
Zero's eyes were already on her, but now it felt like he was really looking at her.
"She died before the execution of the human race. Firearms were seldom used. Most humans fought by the honor of whoever had the last standing Pokemon. But when we entered this lab, we got really deep into it. She kept getting more and more concerned the further in we went. She accessed all these machines and picked up bunches of strange papers, all the while muttering about human experimentation."
"Human experimentation..."
"We got caught in one room. We battled the scientist that found us, but he already sounded an alarm and before we knew it I was fighting battle after battle. I got tired after a while, but she had other Pokemon. In short, we beat everyone that approached us. It didn't matter in the end. Someone shouted something about how they couldn't get found out and before I knew it my trainer was lying against the wall with blood smears trailing down to her."
"What did you do about it?"
The sylveon's mouth opened involuntary from the offense she felt, but the serious look on his face told her that he wanted her to think about something.
"I don't understand? I... I was worn out from the battles. The scientists took me and looked at me. Once they saw I was a female, their interest was gone and they threw me out with the rest of my companions. We all went our separate ways."
Zero's blood froze before she finished speaking.
"They kicked you out... for being female?" He asked, not to her, but to the world. Thoughts were running through his head of all the different females that had been brought to him in his youth. He'd been forced into the act with eeveelutions before. Being a sylveon, let alone a shiny, shouldn't have deterred the scientists from trying to use her.
"Oh... but you weren't in heat. Besides, when I got out, humanity was long gone and I escaped within the year they started..." Zero trailed off.
"What in the hell are you talking about?"
The human looked at the feline next to him. He ran his hand down her back and over her head. She was beautiful to him.
"I'm not sure what that lab was testing humans for. I was being examined because I was born with my abilities. I assume. I didn't know my parents, but I've always been able to do what I can do, so I have to assume they were either killed and I was taken or I was simply kidnapped. Unless I was just made in that lab."
"Why couldn't that lab have been the one you were in?"
"Maybe it was now that I think about it. If your trainer perished before the rest of humanity, I have to assume it was a significant amount of time before my escape. The place I was at was already attempting to breed me with other Pokemon for a year before I got out."
"Aw. And here I thought you were naturally attracted to Pokemon." She was half-pouting in a joking manner. It was apparent to both of them that it was time for a mood change.
"I am." He told her seriously. She blushed at the sudden proclamation, as well as the lack of humor in his tone. "And even if I wasn't, it'd be tough luck, wouldn't it?"
"Yeah, I- Woah!" She was cut short when he picked her up and set her in his lap. She stayed quiet when he began petting her. She curled up slightly and rested her head against his body.
"So you've never done it with a human?"
"Nah. They were all dead before I got the chance."
"Not that it matters now... I wouldn't have minded if you and my trainer had been together. You could have kept her safe."
Neither of them said anything.
Zero slowly opened his eyes to the rising sun. For the first time in forever, he wasn't at 100% when he awoke. He took a moment to familiarize himself with his surroundings. There was a shiny sylveon in his lap and he was against Advent Town's wall.
"Thank goodness you were asleep. I wouldn't have found you if your aura hadn't done the thing."
Zero wasn't startled. He'd felt an aura fast approaching.
"Cerulean."
"Who's your little friend? She's adorable." Cerulean squatted next to Zero. The feline in his lap yawned.
Footsteps alerted Zero to Glave's presence. Cerulean hadn't waited for him and it was apparent. The grovyle was panting and looked at the sight. All three of them felt awkward. The reality of the situation was that their usually apathetic teammate was in a very compassionate situation and they were all just... there.
"Hey. You gotta get up." Zero patted the sylveon a few times. She groaned and stretched.
"The hot... spring..." She stretched once more and yawned. In an instant, she disappeared.
"Sorry about that," Zero stood and faced his comrades, "the Mayor didn't start freaking out, did he?"
"No," Cerulean shook her head, "No one knows. It's just super early and I figured you'd want to head out soon so I went to get you two up and you weren't there. It wasn't long before your aura flared like a beacon."
The human sighed.
"I hope that'll be more helpful than harmful in the future. Glave, are you ready? This will be a basic mission, but it will still be your first field experience and I'm gonna have to teach you some things there."
The grovyle nodded in response. Zero had told him that he'd need to never let emotions get in the way on any mission, and while the fact was trivial in regards to this one, he still figured he'd practice it.
Zero grabbed both of them and they were an hour away from the town just like that.
"Woah. This scenery... It's nothing like Advent Town." Glave was already breaking his practice, spinning around and looking at the view. They were in what appeared to be a canyon composed of high walls of purplish-blue rock. There was a large opening in the wall next to them. The inner walls of it had pink, blue, and yellow plant-like substances growing out.
"Let's go. I'm team leader." Zero entered, his two partners following close behind. "Quick recap. The target is an injured vibrava. We aren't sure what floor it's on, so we'll have to search extensively."
The interior of the cave opened up expansively. Off the rip, a couple of omanyte lifted their heads and turned to face the intruders.
"Excellent learning experience." The human started approaching them with a casual walk. They began hissing and a blue ooze started forming a pool under their bodies. "For the most part, you want to subdue wild Pokemon. That means knocking them out. Understand this, Glave: there will be times when you'll need to kill them."
Glave said nothing as Zero held out his hand and twin electro balls formed at his shoulder and spun down his arm before hitting the both of them.
"So... What's really the deal? As team leader, do you handle most of the fighting, or...?"
"Actually, yes. You two are to have my back, and if there are threats considered strong enough to merit coordinated teamwork, you'll act then. Even that's a grey area; I'll handle things if they're too dangerous.
The grovyle always envisioned mystery dungeons as closed areas with long corridors, but this wasn't the case. Or at least this floor; it was essentially a very large, rectangular room that expanded quite some time. There was water trickling in miniature river patterns. Towards the far side of the room, an opening was visible that would take them deeper into the ground.
Reaching that door is what led them to the true "mystery" part of the dungeon.
The pathway branching ahead was at an incline that lowered their altitude. In the next segment, large crystallized stalagmites/stalactites formed walls that created a maze of sorts. Sprinkled here and there were segments of the wall that appeared to be passable but was just an incredibly clear crystal. The last part was only made known to them when Cerulean walked into one.
"I told you to let me lead," Zero told her while she grunted in frustration.
"So THIS is the mystery part?" Glave looked at where the points of the crystals either reached the roof or the floor.
"Well, for most Pokemon. And I'm sure you're already thinking that we can just walk around or under some of our obstacles, but for the most part..." Zero stretched out his hand. "Stand back."
With the two of his teammates out of his way, several red beams fired from his hand. Each one either blasted through, melted through, or severely damaged the wall it hit. Entire segments of walls were shattered both from the impact and from the temperature change. Before long, the room had a long straight path down it.
Glave and Cerulean looked at each other before following Zero, who'd already started heading towards the end of the room. Every time he got to a melted section he'd frost over it with powder snow to cool it off.
"Uhh..." Glave stopped before going to the second floor.
"What's the problem?"
"I guess... This isn't what I expected. To be honest, it feels really easy, and like we're never going to fight anything. I saw a bunch of scared Pokemon hiding back there after you did your thing."
"Just remember this is the first dungeon you've ever been in. Think, shouldn't me blasting those walls be really detrimental to this ecosystem? Would mess with some Pokemon's habitats, no?"
"Well..."
"While this isn't related to difficulty, dungeons change every day. That's the mystery. This stuff will be fixed like it's nothing. And I get what you mean with the fighting, but this is a docile area regardless. You shouldn't BE fighting on your first excursion."
Glave remained silent while they progressed through the dungeon. Throughout the next 12 floors, Zero used the same method of just making his own path. The only disturbances were an octillery, put in its place by a cross chop, an azumarill that was intimidated by Zero putting on a light show with his blue lightning, and a couple of spheal that rolled along with the team wanting to play before getting bored and going off on their own.
"Wouldn't you feel bad if you hit one of these Pokemon from behind a wall?" Cerulean asked nonchalantly while looking at a seel slapping its flippers against its belly at the team.
"They aren't exactly helpless. The whole room shakes from one wall at either end, they have plenty of warning to move.
Zero's task of making a path for them had been increased to freezing the floor. Every room was filled with water with an unknown depth. He was the one creating a walkway as well as using fire to light their way since they were pretty far into the ground. Even still, the situation was a breeding ground for wild ambushes.
Cerulean and Zero were familiar with aura so they could detect approaching Pokemon, but this was heavily inhibited underwater where all the assailants emerged from. Glave had energy-balled a sneasel, Cerulean bone rushed two wartortle and Zero had carried a dewgong over his head with one hand for a while until he got tired of using psychic to nullify its weight. The splash of tossing it to the side bought them a gracious amount of peace.
"This isn't good. There's nowhere to light and that vibrava can't fly forever."
"Light?"
"Land," Zero sighed at the lucario's inquiry.
They finally got to the last room. By then it was completely freezing and Zero was the only one not showing visual discomfort. Glave normally would've absorbed light to gain heat, but the sun was about 100 feet of rock away from being able to touch them.
After walking through a blue crystalized archway the three entered a small room. There was a sleeping vibrava on a small bed of white and blue fluffy feathers. Cerulean and Glave looked at the human on the team to see what the next move would be, only to find him on the ground.
He wasn't hurt or out of control. He was on one knee and had his head towards the ground. The two Pokemon looked at each other and then at the front of the room.
Articuno was glaring at them, its beak open just slightly in case it needed to attack quickly. Suddenly the whole time was bowing.
"A human coming this far into a mystery dungeon!? What living, breathing blasphemy lies before me!?" Articuno squawked at the end, flapping its wings and sending icicles flying, none in the trajectory to hit a living target.
"Us three are the members of a rescue and exploration team. We were sent to rescue an injured vibrava. The floor of the dungeon went unspecified, so we searched as far as it took." Zero spoke gracefully, transmitting information without the slightest hint of self-praise or recognition.
Even still, the legendary bird looked down and narrowed its eyes.
"I and all of the other Pokemon remaining in the world appear to have been mistaken in thinking that humans are extinct. If you release the illusion and reveal yourself to be a Pokemon, I'll let you live." Every word that the ice ruler spoke held power.
"I can't fulfill your request. I'm no Pokemon. I implore you not to mistake this for rudeness, but I was under the impression that all of the legendaries had been made known of my existence." Zero's face was still to the ground. Looking up would be portrayed as infinitely disrespectful.
"Oh, the ARROGANCE!" The bird screamed and flapped its wings violently. "Under what jurisdiction were you granted the right to exist!?"
Articuno opened its beak wide and fired an ice beam at Zero. The flapping of its wings sent a blizzard at him. The legend peered into the snow as it waited to see the minced human. The snow fell to reveal a large arc of ice jutting out far at certain spots. It fell to the ground and shattered. In its place was a large protect barrier.
"The same jurisdiction that provided it to YOU." The human's hand was outstretched, his move having protected him and his companions. Said companions' blood ran cold at his stance and proclamation to Articuno. Both of them had been briefed on his acquaintance with legendaries, but even still legendary Pokemon were seen as nothing less than deities.
"Glave, go pick up that vibrava. I'm sure his family is worried sick. I thank you for taking care of it." Zero told Articuno without meeting its gaze. He eyed the nest of feathers that had come from the legendary pokemon.
Glave acted without fear, walking over to the small Pokemon and cradling it in his arms. Articuno remained silent while he watched the grovyle's steel-nerved action.
"I'll make you a deal." Zero finally stared back at his target. It growled and stared back.
"You would dare?"
"We get out of here and never come back so long as there's no necessity. In return, you let us leave."
"How about I tell you to leave my presence and never return?"
Glave and Cerulean turned to Zero in confusion. Zero, on the other hand, was already familiar with the childish arrogance that was almost second nature to Pokemon bearing the status of legendary.
"If you would be that gracious then all of us would oblige without a second thought."
"Hmph-!" Articuno whipped up wind and blasted snow at all of them. It wouldn't have dealt damage but Zero got the message. He touched his companions and they were all teleported away.
When the snow cleared, Articuno looked around in confusion. There were no lumps in the snow that could've been bodies.
[How could that human have... I see, his companions must have been superior Pokemon.] It grunted and sat down.
"Hello, ma'am! We brought you a little something. Or someone!" Cerulean was putting on a warm face for two flygon who snatched the vibrava from her arms and cried joyfully.
"Thank you, thank you, th-" Their voices hitched at the sight of the human in the back of the group. Back is appropriate because he was standing a distance away, if not, his height would've drawn their attention immediately. "You may want to be careful going home tonight you two. I heard the Mayor is temporarily allowing that trash to-"
"Hey Zero, we're almost done here, we'll be right there!" Glave called back to the human. Hearing his teacher being called names by Pokemon that didn't know him was infuriating, but it would defeat a core purpose of the rescue team if he snapped on them.
The flygon family stared with shock. Zero approached, but only by a few steps.
"I didn't touch your son. I'm the leader of this rescue team. We're Team Fate. This is Cerulean the lucario and Glave the grovyle. My name is Zero and as you know my appearance is no lie. As I said, I didn't come into physical contact with your child. I'm aware of the world's general perception of me, so I wanted to keep you at ease as much as possible."
The mother and father looked at each other. That wasn't what they'd been told humans were like. His words were weighted and refined, and he showed no sign of overconfidence.
"I see... Well then, leader of Team Fate," the father flygon began in a slightly mocking tone, "I'll let you give me the report of the mission's events."
"I'm sorry? This isn't something that a client is normally troubled with, so forgive my hesitation."
"You say you didn't touch my son. Then where was he in the dungeon, and how did you access him?"
"I see... As you know, he was inside the mystery dungeon Coral Cave. He just so happened to be inside the final chamber of it."
They gasped.
"The final chamber!? Impossible! Our sweet little man couldn't have fought his way past all those scary ice and water types, we're sure of it!" The mother spoke.
"I don't know how he got there, but he was being protected by Articuno."
They gasped. Again.
"Preposterous! THE legendary Pokemon Articuno!? You speak nothing but foul li-" Both parents backed up rapidly, the taller, father flygon hitting his head on the doorway. Zero was walking towards them with no signs of stopping. "Wha-what are you doing!?"
The human reached them. He could feel their aura's intensity. Adrenaline was likely flooding their veins, which meant this family didn't hate him. They feared him.
Nevertheless, he held out his hand and opened it. A few extremely puffy feathers were revealed, white at the base and blue at the end.
"It's illegal to have these, normally, but Articuno knows I secured them. He had a self-image to protect, so feigning more rudeness than he meant towards my kind was inevitable. I'm eternally grateful to him for turning a blind eye while I got these." He held the three feathers out to the family.
"When did he-"
"Don't ask." The grovyle replied to Cerulean's unfinished inquiry.
The mother slowly reached out with the arm that wasn't cradling her son. She took the three feathers and gazed at them intently.
"You're son has been graced by a legend. A divine existence among the Pokemon world. I think this is grounds to keep those as a symbol of the heritage that fate has passed him."
"Our son... He really met Articuno?" The father wasn't asking Zero. He was asking reality, knowing that he'd never get a response from it.
"We'll be on our way. We have to report back to the federation."
Team Fate turned to leave.
"Wa-wait!" The father shyly called after them. "Having a human on your team... If what you said was true, then clearly having a human with you doesn't make you any less of a rescue team. Please, at least accept the mission reward."
Cerulean took an envelope that he was holding and the three moved out silently.
"I don't understand," the mother flygon whispered to her husband. "That was what the humans were like?"
"No... That couldn't have been it. If that was the case, they would have surrendered during the war. How could this one be so drastically different from them?"
"Could Pokemon have been wrong? The common theme was that humanity had crossed the line and that they were all arrogant. Did losing his kind humble him?" She asked, looking at her sleeping child through an archway.
"I don't know honey. But... my pride and joy is back safe in my house. Whether I like him or not, I hate to say it, but I think we should try not to speak ill of that human."