New chapter! The dates aren't hard for me to find, but I don't know the exact time I usually take between chapters. I kept thinking I got this chapter done early, but I work on this at night, and usually, I only do a small chunk every day. I would do a little bit and push it off until "tomorrow." Well, it occurred to me that "tomorrow" for me, in terms of writing, is 24 hours, not the 2 or so I usually spend on this. Anyway, enjoy!
Zero was awake before anyone else. The energy he exerted the previous day sharply reduced the impact of his aura flare when he woke up. Both of the lucario in the expedition's roster were disturbed, Beat more so than Cerulean, but neither awoke. For at least two hours, the human lied silently, refusing sleep to reclaim him.
Activity warranted his attention. He cracked his eyelids so he could see without being seen, likewise probing the area with psychic prowess. His vision was essentially completed with the combined tactics; he could almost see perfectly, and using psychic gave him something aura detecting didn't: thoughts.
All it took to sense someone's presence was decent aura control, and a few steps further could turn someone into a living lie detector. But an individual required psychic abilities if he or she wished to peer deeper into someone's intentions or feelings. Zero could do both with little effort.
Cream rose groggily, but the process of waking went quickly for her. She sat on the ground next to a stump while she shook her head. Standing and staggering, she regained her composure and scanned the Pokémon lying around her. Maneuvering around bodies, she got to Beat.
The lopunny nudged her ally, shaking him slightly harder when he refused to wake.
"C'mon!" She whispered.
"Ugh... What's the matter?" The fighting-steel type asked rather loudly.
"Keep your voice down! We're gonna win today!"
Cream pumped her arms, tucking them into her stomach and bending her knees slightly.
"Hm? You woke me up for something so trivial-"
"It's important to me!" She whispered loudly. "Azure can teleport, she's fine! But you can't, so we need to make a break for it now!"
"I'm glad to see you're so eager to get to Mount Glacia. There are only two more rendezvous points left before we get there. I only hope you're prepared to-"
"Shut up! I know what you're doing, and I don't give a crap. Now put your legs to the same work as your lips, you big dud."
"Hmph. So be it."
Standing, the jackal Pokémon stood and propelled himself outside the perimeter of the unconscious Pokémon. Cream bounced on a few stumps, ultimately doing the same. They were each gone within several leaping steps.
[Tch... I couldn't be bothered with something so childish. What fun's a game played by cheaters?] Zero sat up.
The corner of his mouth twitched. He sighed and breathed deeply.
"Damnit."
Afterimages were left in his path. Zero bounced over and around his fellow rescue team members.
[Azure can teleport, right? Well, she can instruct the group on what needs doing.]
He landed and scooped up Violet's sleeping figure.
[Off we go, princess.]
"Ngh..." The delphox moaned quietly and buried her head in Zero's chest.
The young man took off running. There were several options for mobility. The day before, he went overboard to beat Cream's team in the foot race to the rendezvous point. A combination of lowered gravity and a static charge made him as quick as he needed to be. The gravitational alteration was self-explanatory; it made him lighter, but charging both the ground beneath him and his feet with electricity gave him a mechanical edge.
It also gave him a lot of pressure to deal with. It was inevitable for his biological modifications to be tripped before the end of their journey. Internally, Zero debated whether or not he needed to wake up Violet ahead of time to let her know he'd have to take his build-up out in the wild.
"What are you... doing?" His captive slowly came to reality. Her fur bounced with his stride and the wind that whipped past them.
"Beating your friends at their own game. I'm glad you're awake."
"You... *yawn* are?" The fire-psychic type nuzzled into his chest. "You're so soft and warm. Maybe sleep with me when we get to Glacia."
[Um?] Zero could only muster confusion. Her words didn't match her personality at all.
"...Why are you happy to be with me? Was there something you wanted to say?"
"What?" He was pulled out of his thoughts. "I didn't say I was happy to be with you- not that I'm not! But I don't know that we'll win today. I'll have to unwind sometime, and there's no telling how much time that'll consume. I'm sorry."
"I see. By 'unwind,' am I thinking of the right thing?"
"You probably are. I'm sorry-"
"Wake me up whenever it's time, alright?"
"Wake you up?"
"I don't contribute to your running speed. There's nothing I can do to help you. And I am really comfortable here. So I'm gonna get some extra shut-eye, hun."
"I... don't wanna say this, I'll be honest. But, I think you might wanna stay awake. I don't want these to go off and you wake up to... You know what." Zero swallowed his pride and warned his companion.
Unfortunately, he didn't get a response. He knew she wasn't asleep; no one could have known better. But if she chose to disregard his warning, it would be his duty to protect her. It was his problem, and he swore to stop it from becoming that of one of the Pokémon he cared about.
Regardless, he carried on running at a steady pace perpendicular to the sunrise.
The Pokémon of the expedition were rowdy. Everyone in Team Ultima was absent from the group, except for Azure, who was the only sleeping Pokémon present.
"Is everything okay, you think? Zero would've given us a way to know something was up if any trouble arose, right?" Glave stood on a stump that made him almost as tall as Cerulean.
"Maybe."
The psychic-types that'd been healing other Pokémon the previous day slowly approached the slumbering gardevoir. They checked her vitals worriedly but found no issues. The kadabra sprayed her with a full heal.
"Son of a BITCH!" Azure roared. She sat up and glared around at the motley crew of Pokémon. "What? Damnit!"
"What happened to her? Guess her beauty sleep was interrupted." Shara lowered a persim berry into her mouth with a bored expression.
"We might need those."
The zoroark rolled her eyes at Cerulean.
"YOU!"
Azure teleported over to Team Fate.
"Your leader? Where the hell is he!?" She demanded from them.
"W-woah... We don't know where Zero is." Glave replied.
"As if. Violet has a lot to explain if she put me under hypnosis. However, as much as I hate to admit it, that was way too strong to have been her. Which leaves one other option."
"Are you serious? What about the Pokémon here? Anyone of the psychic's coulda done it, in theory of course." Cerulean raised her paws defensively as she got some unwanted stares in response to her statement.
"Grr. I'll deal with it when I see him. Some nerve..." The fairy-psychic type warped toward the middle of the man-made clearing. "Alright, everyone! Same drill as yesterday, get ready for a day of travel. I'm gonna stay here until everyone is either gone or knows where to go. Chop, chop!"
The poor Pokémon were rushed through. It wasn't necessarily logical; Azure could close the gap between her and her teammates in the blink of an eye with one teleportation. Nevertheless, she remained begrudgingly at the rendevous point until most everyone was gone.
"Guess we'd better get outta here." Glave inspected the direction they'd be headed.
Team Fate still had to go a little further East before being able to book it North. Their next dungeon was supposed to be a plains area. It would be the trio's first venture into a mystery dungeon with those characteristics and none of the three knew how the floor system would work. It didn't matter since the general idea was still to progress.
"Frosty Falling, huh?" Cerulean peered over Glave at their map.
The paper lay open on a stump, and they were looking at a whiteish-turquoise area on it.
"I read about this place a long time ago." Glave frowned. "The name is deceptive and accurate."
"Oh, crap. Why?"
Cerulean was already bothered by the area.
"Well, it's referred to as a 'Falling' because the altitude divots a pretty big chunk below sea level. It's pretty noticeable when you're heading to a high-elevation landmark like we are. Either way, there won't be any snow-related activity there. Not at this time of year. We're cutting it close. Winter is coming up, and when it does the place becomes miraculously unpassable. Essentially there's enough snow to make the land remain at around the surrounding area's height."
"Is that true? Mother Nature can indeed prove terrifying when she wishes to." Shara picked at her teeth.
"Are you three done? Sorry I got bent out of shape, I didn't mean to snap at you specifically." Azure apologized with dignity. "Truthfully, I have a pet peeve of having psychic abilities being used on me."
"You're fine. You just caught us off guard. And yeah, we're fixing to head out. I'm ready to hit the next rendevous point. And the one after that."
The leaf atop Glave's head blew forward past his face. He turned his head and proceeded to fix it.
"I'm glad you three are eager, but be ready for more of that. I get the impression it'll be pretty windy today. Either way, good luck. I'm out." Just like that, the gardevoir was out.
"I think yesterday was a lucky break. There's no telling how long this dungeon will be." Glave stood to leave.
They were the last team in the clearing. They'd gotten to their meeting place in remarkable time the prior day, so no one was worried about overperforming today. Especially not Shara, who yanked Glave onto a stump in a sitting position. His legs dangled off the severed tree trunk, not touching the ground.
His body reacted before his brain did. Air escaped his lips in a sharp gasp and his arms and legs went rigid.
The zoroark made out with his crotch, her lips caressing his sheath whenever her tongue didn't poke inside it. She swirled her tongue around the inside of the flap of skin, carrying on the same motion as his blade grew in length.
"This i-is sudd-" He was cut off by a gasp.
Shara sucked the grass-type's balls. Glave stared down at the wolf Pokémon that moved on her own. Even with the sensations, he frowned.
"What are y-you doing?" His cock was almost fully erect.
"What are you doing?" She echoed.
"What about what?" Cerulean stopped rummaging through their treasure bag and turned to them. "Oh- what the-! Arceus, why? Ugh, what's your deal?"
Shara giggled darkly.
"Are you jealous I'm not using my mouth on you?"
"No! No, thank you. I'm never gonna use that hole again after you." The lucario shivered.
To the dog's surprise, Glave grabbed the sides of Shara's face. He pulled her mouth back onto his stiff dick. The dark-type's speedy reaction time allowed her to part her mouth enough to avoid scraping his length with her teeth.
[Now that's new.] Cerulean watched reluctantly as the other female in the team bobbed her head back and forth across the moderately sized penis in her mouth.
Using her coarse tongue, Shara pressed his cock against the top of her mouth, adding a very nice and rough sliding sensation to the bottom of his member.
"Harder." The grass-type whispered. He didn't know he uttered the word.
Shara did. Taking the tip of his dick in her throat, she closed her mouth around him. Her nose touched his waist and she winced at the discomfort of being smothered against him. Mimicking her action from yesterday, she slipped her tongue out and scooped his balls into her mouth. Glave's entire package was now tightly wrapped in her hot, wet maw.
"Damn!"
[Just wait.] She thought in response.
She tried to swallow. It wasn't a quick, repeated gesture, as Glave had experienced before. Shara kept her mouth as tightly shut around his loins as she could. Her throat muscles tightened in a sustained process. Her head moved back no more than half a centimeter, but it felt amazing when every part of the grass-type's privates was gifted the sensation.
Shara bobbed her head for around thirty seconds in that state. Eventually, she needed air and currently, her windpipe was full of cock. A slimy choking noise sputtered from within the wolf's mouth. That, plus the never-ending feel of an intense blowjob, pushed Glave to the finish line.
The first string of cum infiltrated her throat as she took a breath.
The zoroark began coughing, but, once again to Cerulean's surprise, Glave kept his hands on her head and her head in place against his penis. He did feel remorse, it wasn't in his personality to enjoy seeing someone suffering, and yet, he still felt a sense of accomplishment when he got an experienced Pokémon to struggle in a sexual department.
Meanwhile, Shara struggled with one eye open. Her mouth was gaping as she tried to get air while catching the semen that briefly flew into the opening. With time, she managed to catch her breath without losing a drop of grovyle cum.
Glave panted in the aftermath. His blade was being returned to its sheath. To his wonder, Shara winked at him from between his legs. She opened her mouth and put the full contents of his emptied balls on display. Standing, she approached Cerulean, who'd turned her back to the scene.
"Y'all done?" She asked when the sounds of sexual activity vanished.
"Mmhm!" Shara hummed. She was unable to speak.
The dark-type grabbed the lucario's shoulder and yanked her around. The girls' lips were connected as the zoroark forced hers upon her teammates.
"Mmm!" Cerulean pushed against her assailant.
Her face became a simultaneous flinch and shocked expression as Shara shared her reward with the dog. Cerulean shuddered as her maw was provided with fresh, unasked-for sperm. Surprisingly and sexily, a series of gulps signified she swallowed the DNA.
Soon after, Cerulean was coughing with a flustered expression.
"You two are the worst."
"Don't lump me in with-"
"With her?" Cerulean motioned to Shara." Because it looked to me like you had full control of that situation, almost more than her. But I'll spare you for now. As for you-"
"I had two reasons. Which one do you want?"
"You made me swallow cum from someone and you- ugh, just tell me both."
"The first is I like the taste. Nice scent, nice cock, and splendidly salted semen. I'll take that for breakfast any morning."
Glave blushed at the thought of receiving the treatment again some time.
"That's a reason for you? Our ability to whore-out is crazy." She scoffed.
"Secondly, I just wanted to see what Glave would do. There was something about yesterday that suggested his confidence might be increasing. I think today proved it. After all, he acted more like a man just now."
"You're telling me. I didn't think you had that in you, either." She glanced at Glave.
"..." He had nothing to say about the situation. "Honestly, not that I don't appreciate it-"
"Well, I didn't do it to please you, so don't worry."
"As I was saying..." The grovyle glared at Shara, "That probably wasn't a good thing to do this early in the day. With a journey ahead of us, it isn't smart to begin the day tired."
"You didn't do any work, sapling." She rolled her eyes.
[Sapling?] Glave sighed.
"Regardless, we'll fall behind if we aren't careful. Let's get a move on." He hopped off the stump
They took off at a light dash. There would likely be more time spent running than in the dungeon itself.
Zero's eye twitched. The time was near. He wouldn't be able to maintain his control for long.
[How much time do I have? Do I tell her now or can I make it a little while longer?] The human began to pant, and physical expressions, particularly those pertaining to exertion, were rare.
Soft snores carried themselves from Violet's mouth. An explosion ripped her from her slumber.
"Wh-what!?"
The pair was flung a couple of meters into the air. Zero stabilized and flipped forward in the air, moving his legs as though he were riding a bicycle. He landed and fell to a knee.
"A-ah... That's new..." The young man dropped Violet involuntarily.
The delphox winced.
"A-are you okay?" She asked, rubbing her head.
He could only shake his head. It wasn't a response to her question, rather, it was a denial of the situation he was in.
"I'll be back. Not sure how long." He stood and stumbled back.
To his disdain, Violet rose as well. She grabbed his hand.
"No," Staring past her, he jerked his arm back, but she kept a hold of him. "No, no, no."
"Zero, stop."
He stopped to shoot the fox a bewildered glance.
"I can't let you out of my sight."
"I don't care. If that's the case, then I can't let my-" The human cut himself off.
Violet sighed. She followed up the action by stepping forward and pressing her body against his. His shirt barred her fur from tickling his chest.
[Shit! Don't tell me you're like Cream!]
"What do you plan to do?" Zero panted.
The vixen wrapped her arms around Zero's neck. She held her face against his chest as she chuckled and rose her head.
"I intend to expose you for the liar you are."
"Not that I mind your company, but is there a reason you stuck with us instead of your team last night?" Glave picked at one of his claws. They were coming up on the dungeon.
"It didn't matter to me. Once more, there are multiple reasons for my actions. To begin, we aren't very close. My team operates the way we do because it is efficient. Consequently, there would be little reason for a brief reunion if we would just be ripped apart again." Shara licked her teeth again.
"Gotcha."
"That doesn't mean I feel you were wrong to speak with your leader yesterday. I get the impression your team has more of a bond than mine does."
[A bond...?] Glave furrowed his brow. He glanced at Cerulean. [Realistically, Zero is the glue here. Me and Cerulean only get along because we're supposed to. If we didn't have a reason, we probably wouldn't speak to each other. But Zero... he's mated her, and me and him have only spent so much time together. Are we really that close?]
Recurring thoughts from a few nights ago surfaced. They were thoughts of Zero's ability to decimate the reptile's home. The fact that his intentions couldn't be proven was another thing to worry about; it would not be hard to accept it if he were capable of denying a psychic-type's probing.
Shimmering ahead of the trio caught Glave's attention.
"What's going on up there?"
Small pieces of light, namely orange, blue, pink, and green, sparkled as they hung in the air. Swishing around like leaves in the wind, they blew in swirls similar to a tornado and scattered accordingly. Shapes were crafted out of the anomalous sprinkles. A large tree, lined by smaller ones, constructed a makeshift room. The outline and scarcely colored forms of various greenery spread around in an enormous area. It was hard to tell the outline one was looking at apart from the countless others visible through it.
"That's... new." Cerulean bit her lip amidst the confusion. "I wonder..."
She stepped forward and waved a hand through one of the sculpted trees. The particles scattered around her hand, but when it was away from their original body, the lights fluttered to retain their initial structure.
"I don't like this dungeon. I certainly wouldn't choose it to pin down outlaws. Hell, I wouldn't come here if I was an outlaw." Shara gnashed her teeth and glared around the open field.
It was simply disorienting, as beautiful as it was. The sparkling lights weren't dense; if Team Fate looked around the spot they came from, the outside was completely visible. However, looking deeper into what appeared to be their dungeon, headaches could come quickly.
"I take it this is Frosty Falling," Glave said with one eye closed. It was somewhat easier to see from his height; all the imitation shrubbery didn't get thick until a few inches over his head.
"We could walk through this stuff..." Cerulean announced, waving a paw through the air once more.
"No. I don't think that would be wise. Not that mystery dungeons have creators, but they did come into existence with a specific form. If we wish to find the end, I assume we'll want to follow the rules this place has set up for us."
The zoroark stepped forward, searching for an opening in the particles. It took almost a minute of looking to find what appeared to be a corridor. When the team stood at its entrance, they found there were no lights for quite a ways.
"I mean... I guess you're right, but does it really matter? The walls of this dungeon aren't tangible. The only reason we're not going around it is because the expedition calls for it. It doesn't defy any order for us to walk straight through to the end. It's a pretty show and all, but the only thing that could possibly be new is if there were interesting Pokémon inside." Cerulean ranted in defense.
"Hm? 'Interesting Pokémon,' you say?" Shara began laughing. "You sound just like a human!"
She continued to laugh, the sound growing unnecessarily louder. Glave and Cerulean shared a glance. The lucario was clearly embarrassed, though both of them rivaled the emotion with confusion. When Shara calmed down, she found the other two Pokémon weren't nearly as humored.
"Yes, yes, that's right. You both travel with a human. I didn't mean it like that, if that's how you feel. Remember, I lived around trainers, and they were always rambling about their search for rare Pokémon. After all, it was the search for legendary Pokémon and their power that issued the disparity between man and Pokémon."
[Disparity... between man and Pokémon?] The grass-type shook his head.
"You sound rather informed. Unfortunately, I have to agree with Cerulean. It doesn't exactly cooperate with my explorer spirit, but there appears to be nothing here. Bugs can't live in false forestry, and this area doesn't seem home to anything else interesting. I think we should just progress freely." Glave commanded.
The grovyle didn't mean for his voice to sound as stern as it did. He flinched upon hearing his own order. Even the girls with him were put off guard a little bit, but Shara waved it away.
"If you were evolved, I would wish you to dominate me nonverbally." She laughed again.
Glave and Cerulean only sighed.
Team Fate did as their leader suggested. Walking together, they soon found the way they traveled didn't give any indication of where they were.
"So... what floor do you think we're on now?" Cerulean closed her eyes to give them a rest from the overbearing view.
"Doesn't matter. This can't take that long. Normal mystery dungeons aren't exceptionally long, it's just that navigating them isn't as straightforward as this."
"Though I wonder, if we're walking at even the tiniest degree of an angle, is there not a possibility that we'll just walk right out the side of this place instead of the intended exit?"
Glave stopped walking and considered the dark-type's words. At the same time, it was still a mystery dungeon, and perhaps something was lying at the end of it.
"I think... Um, what if we continue like this for 10 more minutes or so, and then we'll try and coordinate ourselves with this place's natural layout?"
"Sounds good, leader." Cerulean winked at him.
An echoing, flapping sound startled the crew. Orange and beige blurs flew around, swarming their surroundings and blocking out much of the sun's light.
"Wh-what!?" Glave put up his arms to block whatever was bombarding them.
With the broken rays of light seeping through the ever-shifting cracks in their attackers' wall, Glave charged a mediocre solar blade. The attack wouldn't deal a lot of damage in its state, but it shed a soft green light over the three's space.
"These are... Mothim?" Glave uttered in revelation.
With comedic timing, the bugs all tried to cling to his arm. Glave couldn't be seen as he fell to the ground, covered by an infestation of the light-obsessed moths.
"What the hell!?" Cerulean and Shara got into fighting stances. Claws and fangs were bared alike.
Neither were needed, however. In the commotion, Glave couldn't maintain his solar blade, and with no source of slight, the Pokémon felt no attraction toward him. Every last insect took to the sky, flying Westbound. Particles just like the ones Team Fate had been navigating could be seen coming off the swarm, though they were a dark purple and black. The grass-type continued to lie on the ground, panting in a cold sweat.
"Are you okay!?" The lucario dropped to her knees next to him.
Glave caught a peek of her sacred region, but he respectfully averted his gaze.
"Y-yeah. I'm alright. They didn't try to attack me, but if they did I might have been done for. Super affection, y'know?" He briefly covered his eyes with his hands and wiped the sweat off his face.
When he opened his eyes, he saw something mysterious skyward.
"Hm?" Glave lifted an arm and pointed up with a claw.
Team Fate all peered above their heads.
An arrow, crafted from the very particles around them and surrounded by a box, pointed East.
Glave was the first to crack. He began chuckling, and it soon became a laugh. He laughed long and heartily, filling the open air with a humorous atmosphere. It didn't take long for Cerulean to join in the contagious gesture; he looked like an idiot, lying there like that.
Shara, on the other hand just raised her eyebrows.
"But when I do this, I'm some kind of outsider?"
The two native members of Team Fate laughed harder. The joyful sound died down as Glave began to think.
"Why... Why were those mothim coming through like that? I could be wrong, but aren't they nocturnal for the most part? Besides, I know this place is bright but isn't the sun brighter? There's no reason for this place to capture them that effectively, let alone a dim glow from my attack."
"We can't see Frosty Falling from an aerial perspective like them. For all we know, this place could be like a runway covered in billions of Christmas lights."
"A 'runway?'" Glave pondered aloud.
He stood and faced Shara.
"What? Oh, sorry, that's a really commonplace thing for me. Uh, do you know what an airplane... No, you probably don't. It's like a long strip of land, most of the time with lights on it."
"Oh. Well, I guess. But anyway," he glanced into the sky again, "It looks like we have something new to worry about."
Particles forming an outline of a rock wall scattered as three Pokémon tore through it. The lights flew outward as a shotgun spray of pellets. They stopped and reverted to the form they previously took, but the intruders didn't. Glave, with Cerulean on his left and Shara on his right, ran at top speed following the direction being pointed toward above them. It notably turned if they strayed to one side, a task they'd learned to stop doing at this point.
Shara, who hung slightly behind the other two to watch their backs, began to notice something. Not all of the particles behaved the same. Since they'd busted through so many intangible walls, she found there were sprinkling lights that clung to the trio. It appeared as though they simply had glitter stuck in their fur, but she was concerned with the fact that something was going on that they didn't understand.
"Hey, Glave-"
"Woah!" He skidded to a stop and stared above.
The arrow that'd been leading them was now a twinkling five-point star. Glave scanned the area, searching for anything That was when the field changed.
The lights began to merge into a dense, disgustingly shimmering mess of colors. They swarmed the trio, obscuring their vision indefinitely, but not knocking them over or pushing them.
Shara was pulled out of the stream and flung on her back. She rolled over backward and skidded, standing in the process.
"Glave! Cerulean!" She called. "Damnit! Was this a trap!?"
She tried to turn around. Her entire body locked up.
"Unfortunately for you, yes."
The zoroark struggled desperately to break free. The grip on her body was so intense and thorough she couldn't tell whether or not something physically bound her or if it was psychic.
Something grasped her shoulder. The assailant whispered something in her ear and something in Shara's mind clicked.
An incredible gale blew away the particles. The sparkles twirled into the sky where they quickly dissipated.
"Wow... That's beautiful." Glave stared at the sky. Growling disturbed his admiration.
When he moved to investigate, the worst waited for him.
Shara stood on all fours, glaring and baring her fangs fiercely. Claw marks in the dirt enhanced the ferocity of the scene. But none of that held a candle to the blazing black aura around her.
"Shit!" Cerulean forged two bones from thin air.
The zoroark leaped and landed on Glave. The two tumbled over each other with the larger Pokémon landing on top. She snapped and bit at his throat. A bone in her mouth stopped a fatal blow. The obstacle in her maw cracked under her forceful bite.
"Guh!" Glave snapped out of his daze and flung his arms forward.
They didn't reach her. However, five vines swiftly tore from the ground and collected into one impact on the zoroark's chest. The dark-type was flung into the air.
Shara put her hands together and a pure-black ball formed. She threw the sphere at the grovyle below her. It was intercepted from below by an aura sphere, but the lucario's attack was reduced to shreds of energy. Glave was forced to roll to the side just before the attack collided with the ground.
Night daze showed its strength as orbital shockwaves of darkness blasted from the contact point. Glave had just stood when his stomach was struck. Cerulean used another bone to block the attack, but it sliced clean through and hit the plate that indicated where her chest spike used to be. It left an indentation on it. The grass-type also had a line on his mid-region, though it was made of red and dripped.
Shara landed perfectly and jumped again. She spun through the air, whipping her claws and striking Glave's forearms when he put them up to block her attack. Blood flew forth and the grovyle gasped in pain.
"Wh-what are you doing!?" Cerulean shouted, pressing a paw to her sore chest.
Aura collected around both of her paws as she got into a fighting stance. Shara glanced lazily at her. She held out a hand and night daze was reconstructed. Flinging the pitch-black sphere at its target, the zoroark returned her sight to Glave.
The short Pokémon looked up in time to see a black ball slam into the zoroark's face. The utter disbelief on her morphing face as her own attack exploded against her was delicious after being struck back-to-back.
Cerulean had punched the move, efficiently returning it to its sender. She was thankful it didn't just go off when she touched it.
Shara rolled over in the air, carrying on the motion and skidding when she hit the ground. The wolf stood and growled loudly. She began striking her claws together.
"Hone claws! Stop her, or this will get harder!" Glave commanded.
[Stop her. But... how? She isn't in control, so what could her objective be?] The reptilian Pokémon was forced to push aside his thoughts to focus on combat.
"I know!" Cerulean crafted a small aura sphere on each of her palms. She flung them at Shara, but she once more cut them into ribbons. "Bitch wasn't this strong when she fought for us..." The lucario groaned.
"Well, I've never seen you like the day you attacked!" Glave rebuked as he charged forward.
He and Shara were only capable of passing ordinary blows that he knew of. And as far as he knew, she was an experienced killer.
[Don't think like that... Calm down. Cerulean's here, we win this fight any day.]
"Try... this!"
A dozen vines ruptured the earth in a circular pattern, spinning up and grabbing their aggressor. It was the move bind, rather than a collection of vine whips. His goal was to restrain her instead of directly dealing damage.
"Cerulean- force palm! Prioritize neutralizing her mobility!" He tightened her binding's hold.
The lucario followed her leader's orders and went in for the attack. The vines proved less effective than paper as they were ripped to pieces. Shara jabbed her claws into Cerulean's stomach. She spun, backhanding her target with her claws. Placing a foot down, she leaped forward, swiping in an x-pattern against the dog's chest, finalizing a four-hit fury swipes.
"D-damn!" Cerulean coughed.
[A normal-type move, but strong as a bitch!] The lucario thought as she landed on her back, knocking the wind out of her.
"That aura... How much can it take from me!" Glave bemoaned vigorously and angrily.
He dashed at his assailing ally with two large energy balls at the ready. Shara glared over her shoulder and saw the foe approaching. She disappeared.
Glave's chest felt like it was caving as her foot collided with it. A green light could be where their bodies met.
[H-holy- GRAH! Why- hurt!?] His thoughts were splintered, not unlike the ground beneath him when he landed.
"Glave!" Cerulean stood weakly. "We gotta rush her together! This isn't working!"
"Y-yeah. You're right." He rose and panted deeply. The grass-type took a second to step out of the crater his body forged. "That attack felt lethal..."
"U-turn. Bug-type move, I think you can do the rest."
"A bug-type move? This feels fair." He wanted to roll his eyes, but he was in full tactical mode and his body wasn't taking his eyes off the threat before him.
[What next?]
"What would Zero do?" Cerulean asked.
"Huh?"
"Oh? Sorry, I thought that's what you were thinking."
The zoroark growled as they continued to talk.
[Zero... How does Zero handle this stuff? He beat Suicune and Entei and it worked... But who knows if we take Shara after that can of whoop-ass. He beat Aqua and Turq as well. Is that the only way? Well, Cerulean is here... Cerulean.]
In his mind, his jaw dropped.
[-/-]
"I see. Why did you use your... methods to dispatch the assailant lucario?" He inquired. The rest of the room either felt amused or awkward.
"Dealing damage wasn't working. I tried to break her mentality and make her forget about the objective that her mind's eye was locked on to."
[-/-]
The town meeting that'd been held when Zero arrived in town held merit.
"Hey... You remember when Zero fingered you in front of the whole town?"
"Do not say you're horny in the middle of this fight."
"Nah, not quite. But I'm sure you recall."
"Yeah. Bold of you to say it so... well, boldly."
"Do you remember what he said about it?"
Their conversation was interrupted when Shara pounced. She became a black blur where the brightest part of her was the sun reflecting off her dark claws.
Solar energy collected within Glave's body. When the zoroark drew near, he prematurely slashed. The Pokémon knew his reflexes wouldn't be fast enough, so he attacked in advance. The timing wasn't perfect, but the dark-type collided with his solar blade. She bounced off the attack and rolled over in the dirt, standing and backing up.
"If it had anything to do with my pussy, I don't want to hear it." Cerulean picked up the discussion.
"What? Oh, no. He said that he did that to distract you from what that aura was telling you to do. If we can just break her mind away from her goal-"
"That we don't know, by the way."
"Zero didn't know yours."
"Can you electrocute her clit?" Cerulean cut in with sarcasm.
"Look- we gotta do something! Work with me!" Glave grew two leaf blades off the outside of his arms.
"What about pain?" The inquiry was serious as it was morbid.
Glave considered it. He was trying to avoid hurting her, but if it meant solidifying her safety, he might have to opt for that strategy.
He tried to use leaf storm, but the grovyle found his aura wasn't manipulating anything. Unfortunately, he found the field was far enough away from the edges of the surrounding forests that there were no leaves to attack with.
"Tch." He spat bullet seeds at Shara.
She sliced them in precise halves, each one, even with their speed.
[Come to think of it, her speed is potentially the biggest issue.] Glave got ready to attack.
"Hey, I need a follow-up on those force palms. We need to immobilize her. I'll fuck her then if I have to."
"Spoken like a true hero," Cerulean wished they were in the position to laugh.
She took off at the dark-type. Glave hung behind. He wanted all the enemy's focus to hone on Cerulean, and for a good reason. When they were a distance apart that would have encouraged a reaction from Shara, a thick, powerful root smacked her just below the waist, lifting her a few inches. As she was falling to the ground, the lucario smacked her solidly in the face with a force palm.
The attack caused the zoroark to do a backflip in the air. She already wasn't going to stick the landing in her current state, but Cerulean hooking a second force palm into her spine didn't encourage good sportsmanship.
Vines caught Shara before she could become a projectile. The cease of her momentum was jarring and disorienting. The dark-type sagged to the ground, still held by living bindings, where she shook her head softly. The aura around her was softer, but still present.
"Do we... attack? I mean, she's down as it is." Glave wondered aloud.
"If we don't, she may not stay down. Unless you wanna straddle her now and go for it." Cerulean joked.
Glave swallowed hard and called upon more submerged vines to restrain Shara. He walked over to her slowly. Her eyes followed him as her chest expanded and shrunk below her. Glave stood behind her.
One kick to the balls made the vines shrivel up like Glave did.
"Crap!" Cerulean rushed forward to intervene while Glave stumbled back.
"I-if you were a g-guy, I bet this w-would pull that aura o-off." He held his stomach tightly. It still bled lightly, but it would just blend in with the red liquid present on his arms as well.
He witnessed Cerulean get knocked aside with a backhand. She rolled in the grass and stopped. The dog's legs shook violently as she attempted to stand.
[Damnit!] Glave mentally cursed. [Damnit, damnit, damnit! This is so annoying!]
Green blades of energy expanded from his forearms. As they always did, the leaf blades arched off his arms and curved so that they pointed past his elbows. Shara licked her teeth again as she dashed. Glave reciprocated the movement.
He knew better than to think a simple battle of brawn would end in his favor. With sharp focus, he watched her movements as they got closer. Both of the Pokémon were lightning-quick, but everything was clear to him. He spotted an anomaly when they were 10 feet apart. Her running pattern shifted, and she raised a leg higher than normal. He ran out of time to assume anything past his first thought, and he acted upon that conception accordingly.
Glave slammed a foot into the ground to stop running. He slashed in an upward arch. His arm snagged midway but he tore through the resistance. The whole interaction from start to finish took no more than a second. The grass-type heard a thud behind him.
He turned and saw Shara rolling in the glass. A terribly thick trail of blood led from a few inches in front of him to her left ankle. There was a cut half an inch thick and indeterminably deep on her Achilles tendon.
"Wh-what happened...?" He stared at her body blankly.
Her chest rose and fell slowly. The dark, manipulative aura exploded off her body like dust blown off an old book.
"C-CERULEAN!" He screamed as he fell backward.
Glave's eyes were impossibly wide. The grass next to him rustled as Cerulean limped past him. She held her side, but her face didn't indicate she was focused on the pain at all. She looked stricken.
The lucario knelt next to the zoroark. Shara turned her head weakly.
"I-I said I don't like operating in the open..." She closed her eyes. "Man, my ankle is killing me, haha."
Glave almost threw up at her joke.
"W-wait! I can save you!" He tried to run forward but his feet missed the ground past the first step.
His chest slammed into the ground and he hit his chin, causing his teeth to jarringly impact each other. He scrambled to get up, crawling over to her.
"Cerulean, get the oran berries out of the treasure bag." Glave put his hands on Shara's chest.
"Naughty..." She whispered.
Thin roots poked out of the ground, prodding the air until sticking onto Shara.
"Glave..." Cerulean spoke softly. "I didn't want to tell you before. Ingrain just... doesn't function that way. Not for us. Our tissues can't repair off that kind of energy."
His mind went numb.
[The rapidash.]
Did he do nothing for that rapidash? Did it die surrounded by family that thought he'd done something for it?
A sudden pain gripped him. His heart felt like it was caught between two iron claws. Glave scratched at his chest. He had to get the pain out.
[I can't breathe.] He clawed at his throat. [I can't- I can't!]
"Zero." The words escaped his lips before they finalized as a thought. "Where's Zero?"
Cerulean gazed mournfully at Glave. She didn't want the situation they were in to be real, but something like it would've had to have happened eventually. The way the grovyle was handling himself was worrying though.
"Glave." The lucario touched his cheek with a paw. "Calm down. Get it together."
"Y-you're so serious. Why are you so serious!?" He rose his voice at her.
The defensive nature of the question practically screamed that it was a challenge. He was challenging his teammate to dare to say Shara might die.
"E-ew. If you're gonna be a baby, I regret touching your dick." Shara coughed. "I was willing to mate with you because you showed yourself to be a man, o-or at least someone who-o would become a great one."
"..." He glared at the ground, now unable to meet either of their gazes. His anger peaked when the tears in his eyes spilled over and ran down his face.
"L-look at that, you s-slut." The zoroark tried to point at Cerulean, but she was too weak to lift an arm. "I bet h-he won't cry like that when you die."
She laughed. It was feeble but strong. For her current standing, she shouldn't have been wasting strength, but in that instance, she did everything she could for Glave.
[I don't know why... But I really came to like you, Glave. I can't be the only one. I know how humans are. They ignore their chores at every chance they get.]
"Zero has to like you to actually train you. I'm sure of it." Shara closed her eyes. She didn't know she spoke those words aloud, nor did she intend to.
"H-huh...?" Glave was on all fours now.
The tears could fall to the ground without anyone having to see his face. That changed when he looked up at Shara. Cerulean winced. His eyes were red and his face was ugly from the emotional turmoil that had ravaged it.
The hardest part was what he saw. Shara lied on the ground peacefully. The wind blew the fur on her chest gently. Other than that, there was no motion.
Glave's arms went out. His face and chest his the ground, and slowly his legs scraped backward as his waist reached the grassy floor. The feeling in his chest was on a different level than the attack performed on his manhood earlier.
"What do I do?" He whispered. "What's Zero going to say?"
Glave stared at the corpse in front of him. The way she was lying, he could see her slit perfectly. When he realized it, he almost threw up again. The grovyle stood and turned around.
[Why?] His eyebrows furrowed. Once he understood what he was asking, his emotions began to decrease as logic occupied his brain. [Why did this happen. That pixie-dust ass shit separated us, and then Shara had that damn aura. And the lights are gone now.]
"Someone set this up," Glave stated boldly.
For Cerulean, it was stunning. He went from a crying mess to a stern authoritative figure in the blink of an eye.
"What are you talking about?"
He explained his thoughts. The timing, the way things went down, the results, even previous cases of aura victims, he tried to provide as much evidence as possible to support his reasoning.
"Oh, yeah. Didn't Zero say something about how he thought someone might be behind it? I wanna think he argued that black aura must have a creator because it gives targets preset goals."
"Yeah... Yeah, that as well. But 'why?' That question keeps coming to my head. Why..." He peered at her body and an audible gulp sounded. "Why did it happen to her? That we know of, the targets have been Aqua and Turq, Entei, Suicune, and Palia. What's the correlation?"
"Forget it, Glave." Cerulean sighed.
Glave's neck popped as he whipped his head to stare her down.
"What!? Why!?" He demanded.
"Just for now. We need to move. It's getting late. We were fooled, and we need to reach the rendevous point before night. Besides, we only know what Zero's told us when it comes to that aura."
[We only know...] Glave gripped his chest. He pushed aside the glaring thought.
"B-but we can't leave her. We can't leave Shara."
Cerulean rolled her eyes.
"What!?" Glave barked defensively.
"We aren't leaving her here." Cerulean hefted the zoroark over her shoulder. Blood ran from the dark-type's heel down the lucario's thigh.
Glave regretted his words when he saw what they meant. He really didn't want to leave Shara, but at the same time, he didn't want to look at her corpse any longer than he had to.
[I killed someone.]
His chest felt hollow.
[I fucked her, came in her, twice even, and killed her.]
His chest hurt.
[I'm-]
His chest took a light aura sphere. He stumbled back and looked at Cerulean, stunned.
"I'm not psychic, but your aura is redirecting in your body. I know when you're hurting really badly. Now stop making yourself."
"...I'm sorry." He whispered. It was for Cerulean, for Shara, for Zero, for Cindy, for everyone he could think of.
Glave almost went into detail in the depths of his mind, but he didn't wish to get hit again. He ultimately resigned to walking in silence.
"Mmph..." Zero's mouth was on Violet's neck.
He sucked on it, disregarding the mouthful of hair he obtained whenever he did. She was lying on her back, with her legs spread and the young man on his knees between them. His hands groped at her chest; there wasn't much there other than more fur, but it still aroused the delphox to be touched so carelessly.
Zero clutched at her thighs, or rather the dress of fur over them. It bothered him. He wanted his treasure, and he wasn't going to mine for it.
Violet gasped as the air around them whipped violently. Red hair flew in a whirlwind around them. She sat up in shock, only getting a few seconds to see her new look before getting shoved back to the ground.
The human had used razor wind, slicing her hair to form a mini skirt. It didn't match the long sleeves that her fur also created, but she would fix the proportions later. Zero couldn't truthfully care less how she looked. He wanted what just became visible.
Pulling his mouth off her neck, he looked at the pink slit between her legs. He didn't give a second thought to plunging two fingers into it. He subconsciously fingered her as he connected their lips.
"Mmh~" Violet lifted her arms to hug her mate, but stones protruded from the ground, two for each arm, keeping them pinned down.
He licked her mouth sloppily, occasionally pressing his lips into a kiss with her, where he would just put his tongue in her mouth. His nose pushed against hers while he curled his fingers inside her.
Kissing her deeply, he sucked on her tongue hard before releasing her. Violet gasped as he grabbed her armpits and pulled her halfway into a sitting position. She didn't even realize her stone bindings had disappeared. Leaves fell from the trees above them, blowing around until they landed in a pile below her. Zero set his mate down, her head and upper body now slanted up. It was aesthetically pleasing as the leaves were a range of fiery colors. He teleported, placing himself in a position that straddled her head. His cock now pointed parallel to her maw. He wasted no time moving his hips to push his dick into her mouth.
Her maw wasn't open when he moved, so his penis bent from the resistance on the first thrust. Zero growled and gripped her chin, sticking his thumb in her mouth and yanking it open. Violet laughed while she could. Soon after, her mouth was full of flesh.
Zero fucked her face in bliss. Since he'd been accepted to Advent Town, most of his bio-mod crazes involved a blowjob, something he hadn't had before then. Face-fucking the girls he could was addicting to this form of him.
Unable to close her mouth due to the finger in it, the fox could only add to his experience with her tongue. She didn't possess the same long tongue as other Pokémon, so she licked his cock endlessly, further lathering it in saliva. To her delight, Zero moved to hold the sides of her face with his hands while he glided into her throat.
Now that she could, Violet closed her maw around the erection without biting it. The fire-psychic type closed her eyes and focused on making her throat as accessible as possible.
Zero growled and pushed himself as far into her as he could and held himself there. His tip hung poked past the back of her mouth, blocking her windpipe. That shouldn't have been a problem, except he remained in that position for over a minute. The entire time, the stimulated fox was gifted the musky scent of a horny male while her nose was directly next to his privates and her bottom lip rested in his testicles. Relishing in the eye-twitching wince that edged its way onto his prey's face, he finally pulled out.
The woman gasped, followed by panting, with an excited smile on her face.
"You truly are wild in bed. Not that this could be considered a place for sex. Or do you disagree?"
Zero furrowed his brow. Or rather, it felt so in his mind. The feeling of confusion was diffused in his lust-driven mind far before it got to the stage of physical expression.
[Wh... What?]
There'd been something in her voice. It was something along the lines of a challenge.
Once that idea got in Zero's head, it was misinterpreted. He grabbed Violet's neck and stood, pulling her to eye-level with him. Her breathing was once again suspended as her legs dangled in the air. A small smile crept onto the fox's face.
"Grr!" Zero growled yet again, tossing the female in front of him.
She landed face-down, chest on the ground and rear a few inches off the ground. Crawling forward, the Pokémon let out a wheeze as she was pounced on.
"W-wait..." Violet struggled to say with the weight of her oppressor on top of her. "I said wait!"
Putting on display the fighter she was, the delphox pushed her feet under her, rising powerfully and throwing Zero off her.
Zero bared what would have been fangs; the human had sharp teeth but they weren't designed to be weapons. Violet dropped to all fours, sauntering over to where he stood. Her fluffy tail waved along seductively.
She licked her lips as her mate slowly came down to his knees. He wrapped his hand around the base of his spit-coated cock and held it in position for her. It was strange for him, or at least the version of him controlled by his bio mods, to allow his partner any control.
Crawling forward, his dick fit into her mouth again. Violet bobbed her head back and forth, sucking him off with improvised tactics. Pulling off the flesh rod, she went for his balls, purposely taking a strong whiff of his genitalia. Licking his scrotum, the fire fox sucked one ball at a time, switching between them and sloppily getting the saliva on his penis all over her face.
A grunt from Zero was the cue she was waiting for. The testicle in her mouth lifted slightly inside its skin housing. She stopped stimulating him to delay his orgasm and turned around, swishing her tail high up to reveal both her entrances.
Zero gripped her buttocks and kneaded them, rolling them in circles to reveal and hide his target. He slid hand hands forward to her hips. Thrusting forward, his member bent again as he met something other than the confines of a vagina. Looking down, he discovered a three-fingered hand blocking the slit.
Growling lowly, he grabbed her arm to pull it away, but she resisted.
"You don't want this?" She asked in an alluring tone.
Violet backed up the gesture by waving her butt and leaning back. The tip of his cock pressed against her butthole.
"Tch. Fine!" He grabbed the base of her tail with his right hand and kept hold of her left hip with the other.
Zero rammed his cock into her anus as hard as he could. He coughed and gasped at the same time, causing spit to fly out of his mouth. The feeling forced him to double over. Anyone stumbling upon them would've had a sight to see; a human was buried balls deep in a delphox's ass and out of context it appeared he was thrashing her.
Violet let out a womanly moan. It was controlled, and her tone wasn't strained. It was just her natural voice making a joyous noise.
[Wh-what the hell!?] He cogitated the pleasure he was experiencing. [She's not in pain?]
Zero was in no condition to verify his observation with psychic powers, but her reaction to being filled was enough evidence to support the claim.
He ran out of time to think. As he was pulling out to thrust himself back in, his orgasm hit like a quick attack. Cum shot into Violet's ass, painting her insides white and spreading a slick lubricant throughout the passage.
"Damn... I forgot you left me that close..." The male panted heavily. He was breathing harder from the orgasm than the hours of running.
"You're not done, are you?" Violet peered over her shoulder with a sly grin.
"My head is fuzzy, but *pant* you did something that tipped me off, and your tone backs it up. What am I trying to say?"
"Yes?" She joked.
"..." He unplugged himself from her ass. The classic plop sound followed. "That's right. You said something about me being a liar. What-"
"I don't want to be rude, but can you put that back in? I'm fine talking, but things will be thrown off if you don't."
He did as she asked. His bio mods weren't finished anyway, so it wasn't like he wanted to be outside of her. However, having a conversation while serving as a butt plug wasn't common.
"Mmm~ Thanks, hun. How do you feel?"
The human could feel something pulling at his dick. He noticed the vixen was playing with her clit.
[You're really horny?] The thought pumped more lust through his brain.
"Now talk." He slowly slid forward, trying to take the situation seriously and get pleasure simultaneously.
"Ahh! Oh," The delphox started moaning loudly.
"What the he- not like that. I mean answer my question."
Violet sighed.
"Nothing gets past you, huh? Tell me first, are you completely back to normal?"
"No. I'm not. I'm still gonna rail your ass, but you signed up for it." His rough language communicated the statement's truth for her. "Though by the feel of it," He fucked her for about three thrusts, "This isn't your first time using this hole."
"Hehe, nope. It's not your first time using this hole either." The fox swayed her ass again, this time with his penis halfway inside her.
"Between me and you, this is my favorite. If my bio mods choose it, they get it."
"I meant this isn't your first time in this hole." She repeated.
Zero furrowed his brow as he slowly slid forward, further spreading the cum his bitch had plotted to grease her anus up before it was used. He felt like his heart teleported out of his body.
Violet wasn't using any psychic powers, but she felt his epiphany.
"You remember now?"
"No, not at all. But you saying that confirmed it... Did I...?"
Growing tired of waiting, the vixen pushed back, sheathing him inside her and continuing until he fell on his back. Her butthole took the opportunity to push him out of her, but she was packed to the brim again when she sat in his lap. Zero frowned and grabbed her hips, spinning her 180 degrees so she was facing him. Partway through, the feeling of her ass twisting around his member made him hit his head against the ground.
"That's right," Violet responded with a fond smile. "You raped me in broad daylight."
Her body temperature was no joke. Being a fire-type, it currently felt like his cock was a hotdog on a grill. Even still, the chills he obtained got through to him.
"Uh..." He blushed. "Sorry? You don't seem mad. Are you?"
She shook her head and lied down on his chest. The movement pulled him two inches out of her, and the temperature difference was instantly noticeable. They were face-to-face.
"How did it happen?" The young man whispered. He gazed mournfully into her eyes, but she looked and felt warm.
"I don't know, sweetie. It was before your team disbanded."
"What?"
"Mmhm. You came out of nowhere and before I knew it I couldn't move. A thunder fang to the back of the neck stopped me from moving. I didn't want to lose my virginity, and luckily I didn't have to. Not so luckily, we had raw, dry sex in a place that isn't meant to be used without practice."
His cock twitched inside her while she spoke.
"Haha! Naughty boy." She traced her hands along his face. "It was actually before we joined Advent Town. Not too much earlier, though. I was searching for food, or maybe preparing it by then, I don't recall. Anyway, you got to me and put my body to good use. I screamed my lungs out for anyone to help me, and you know what happened?"
Zero shook his head. He would've closed his eyes to escape the situation, but she deserved the respect of facing her.
"A sceptile and a luxray came to my rescue. Or so I thought."
"Oh no."
"Oh yes~" She ground his cock in her asshole. "They stood there and watched. The sceptile was humored, and I couldn't tell with the luxray. He was either impatient or uncomfortable." She giggled but even that sounded mature. "So if we wanna be blunt, I was raped in the ass by the most dangerous thing on the planet. Come to find out, those bystanders who refused to save me were the heroes of the town me and the others would later join. Skip a few years, and you show up."
"I'm so sorry. If it makes you feel any better, they probably assumed you were wild like me and they knew what I had to do after missions. But what does this have to do with me being a liar?" He flinched, though she'd done nothing. "I'm sorry, I'm not trying to-"
"Shh. The meeting held because of your arrival. You said you've never hurt someone while you mated them. Right then and there, I knew you lied to the whole town. How can I trust someone that dodged telling the truth in front of the community he swore to protect?"
"I think you're mistaken. Or I guess I could be. I've never inured anyone when I fucked them. I think I said that actually. But I guess that means hurt... Still, you recognized me back then? I'm surprised you didn't say anything until now."
"Well, I've been waiting for a chance to get another go with you."
"Yeah. That's... Wait, what?" Zero was sure he heard her wrong.
Nevertheless, she sat up, pushing the exposed portion of his cock back into her crevice.
"I'm not in pain because I've been practicing. Playing with my tail hole ever since you got to me. It was like I knew that you'd come back eventually. Or maybe I'm just speaking out my rear."
[Doesn't make a difference to me.] Zero was at his limit. One orgasm wasn't enough to assuage his brain's demands.
He placed his hands on Violet's thighs. Only then did he notice what he'd done to her dress. His penis throbbed at the exposed sight of her puffy pussy lips. He placed his hand right at their crotches and inserted two fingers into her pussy. The fox was startled briefly but once she calmed down she accepted the intrusion.
They nodded at each other and the show started. Slowly at first, Violet began bouncing on his cock. Cum was already leaking back down Zero's dick, but there was still plenty inside to assure smooth sailing. She was also plugged up, so the rest wasn't escaping.
As she sprung up and down on him, his fingers slipped in and out of her pussy. It was unusually tight for some reason, but Zero didn't give it any thought. He did give her clit his thumb, so Violet got extra pleasure every time she fell.
The human gave a powerful thrust and her stomach twitched. She fell onto her mate's chest, panting with her tongue out as steam escaped her mouth. Zero lifted his head and kissed her, now interacting with all three of her holes. His arm was uncomfortable under her body, but having his dick burrowing in her anus was a fair tradeoff.
[Damn...] He arched his back, lifting his hips and thereby other points of interest.
Now the vixen couldn't move around quite as much on him, but it meant they were constantly almost completely intertwined.
Violet's moans grew out of control, but it just sounded like a long hum while her maw was connected to Zero's mouth. Their tongues both vibrated as she screamed in delight.
Realizing too late that he never removed his shirt, Zero was sprayed with delphox cum. Her orgasmic fluids soaked both of their stomachs, they naturally flowed that way since the human's hips were still lifted.
"Do... what you want with me..." Violet managed through ragged breathing.
All Zero did was keep thrusting. It was all he needed to reach his orgasm. Fucking her butt, she bounced forward on his chest and fell back onto his flesh saber. It still took nearly five minutes for him to get there, but eventually more semen flowed from his body to hers.
The two lied there for 10 minutes while they recovered. When it was time, Violet rolled over, falling off him and onto the ground. Sperm immediately began leaking out of her butthole.
"You're a virgin."
There was a beauty to the intrinsic maturity the delphox displayed in everything she did. Even lying on her back, violated and exhausted, she still gave the impression of a woman far before that of a girl. She smiled softly with parted lips as her breathing gradually calmed.
"How did... you know?"
"Your vagina was really tight. Tighter than... the alternative. Aside from that, you blocked it."
Violet chuckled. The sound was warm and tired.
"I blocked it so you'd take the detour I wanted you to take. I'm fine giving myself to you if you want, but I'd prefer we wait until another time. I didn't want to lose something sacred when you were in that form."
Zero got to his feet in one swift motion.
"...I see."
"You don't sound happy. For someone with your prowess, you don't seem particularly eager to put your skills to use." The fire-psychic type pushed herself into a sitting position, wincing and holding her back with her hand.
"Y'know, I've never performed any form of intercourse without either being forced or influenced by these things." He tapped his head to signify what he meant.
"Forced?"
"Yeah. Scientists are scientists. They do things for science. On the contrary, humans lack humanity. Put them together and you get people willing to ignore someone's will for the 'greater good.' That is, so long as the greater good is some flimsy experiment that has no place in this world."
"Sounds like a lot to unpack. Unfortunately, my back is sore. I think I'll get around to that some other time."
The couple shared a look. Zero's face was blank while Violet's was full of warmth. The human walked over to her after equipping the clothing he removed. As he reached down to her, his shirt was teleported off his body and onto a nearby branch where it hung to air out.
"Hm?"
"I didn't want to smear your own... essence all over you." He lifted her the same way he'd carried her before. He kissed her and they both closed their eyes.
"Hehe," She giggled, "I fully expected you to have the build of a machoke under there. I'm surprised. You look so... normal."
Leaves crunched beneath Zero's feet. The first thing he did was kick the pile he'd had Violet lying on. They scattered in the wind, twirling in the slipstream he generated when he took off.
"Can I ask you something? I have psychic abilities too, so I can feel it if you're uncomfortable, but I'm just curious about something."
"Sure thing."
"Did you have a..." The leader of Team Fate closed his mouth. "Did you know the rest of Team Ultima before you got to Advent Town? Earlier you said before 'we' got to Advent Town."
"You were right to ask what you were going to. We were all on a team under our trainer."
"So before we left for the expedition, when I said something to Cream about humans..."
"She's taken an unnecessary liking to you. I never told the others about what you did to me, so they don't realize I have a reason to like you."
"I think you mean a reason to hate me, haha."
"But I don't hate you." Violet gazed into his eyes, but he kept them focused on the path ahead of him. She sighed, "I wonder if it's just you being a human or if there's something more. But me and Cream talk about you sometimes. Basic girl gossip, but Azure is far from fond of you. I'm still surprised by this, but even Beat thinks you're interesting. 'Aura' this and 'aura' that. Are you really that good with the stuff?"
"I know a lot more about it than anyone else on the planet. I'm no prodigy, I'm just good with it."
She scoffed.
"I'm a psychic-type Pokémon, and I like to think I'm a smart one. I can feel a basic lie without exerting myself. No one likes a modest nature."
"You are smart if you're using that for a joke."
The rendevous point came into view. The pair was hours late and the clearing was set up far before they arrived. It appeared the entirety of the expedition members were present.
[No. Where's Glave?]
"Haha! Take that, bitches! Get tired of carrying Violet's ass?" Cream smirked and placed her paws on her hips cockily. Her arrogant expression fell when Zero failed to acknowledge her.
"Took you guys... Where is your shirt?" Azure glared at the human.
"You're not wearing one," he absentmindedly responded. He was scanning the area.
"At least you're fin-" Beat, who'd been walking up to join them, suddenly slid back and put up his paws, entering a fighting stance. He glared at Zero. "What's wrong?"
"Relax. I'm trying to find my team. They aren't here yet."
Violet rolled her eyes.
"So you are a prodigy with aura."
He set the vixen down. He detected two auras entering the area and teleported to them.
"What do we tell her team?" Glave questioned with a monotone voice. His eyes were dry and red, and the expedition's group could be seen getting closer.
"The truth." Cerulean carried Shara's body solemnly.
The zoroark was hefted over her shoulder. The body had stopped bleeding a while ago.
"Glave."
The grovyle screamed and fell backward. He shook his head and looked up. Immediately after, he thought his world ended.
"...Zero." He squeaked.
[Hm? You're terrified.] The thought irritated Zero. After a second of consideration, he determined the reason for the sudden spike in emotion. [When we met, you were fearless. It feels like you've regressed to a worse state. I've expanded your arsenal of attacks, but that's not good enough. I haven't trained your mind.] He mentally sighed. [Wait until you have to lose a comrade.]
The leader turned to ask Cerulean about their trip, but his voice caught. She looked back at him, melancholy written across her face.
"She's..." Zero didn't feel the dark-type's aura.
"Yeah," Cerulean spoke, turning her eyes to the ground.
"Yo-you can s-save her, right?" Glave's breathing was ridiculously high.
"Your anxiety... Are you okay?" Zero knelt to focus on his grassy partner. The partner in question looked away. "What happened to her, Glave?"
Other Pokémon began to notice what was going on, but no one was close enough to hear anything.
"You're wasting your time asking him. He's been spending all his time blaming himself for it."
"Himself?" Zero shot a glance back at Glave.
"Yeah. We were in the middle of a dungeon when she was obtained that black aura. The same one I had, and the same one that gardevoir and gallade had in the cave."
Zero paused. He grabbed Glave's face and pressed his forehead against the grass-type's head. The shorter male was very uncomfortable, particularly because he didn't want to be in the same region as his teacher at the moment, let alone making physical contact to that degree. However, when they touched, the grovyle felt a surge of anger. The sensation was strange; the emotion was baseless. Or rather, the root of it felt unfamiliar, but the anger was all too present.
"What the hell was going on?" The human pulled his head away. Glave felt the toxicity seeping out of his mentality. "The fuck was that glittery shit? I don't think I want to know about the mothim, after all, Glave has a terrible reputation with attract. But that aura hit her out of nowhere."
"H-huh?" Cerulean was dumbfounded. "You just saw all of that?"
"Memory sharing. Normally it's a projection of your own memories or just your line of sight, but I can use it to gather information like that."
"That's... broken."
"Every move you can think of being at my fingertips wasn't already?" Zero closed his eyes hard. "I hate that that had to happen, Glave."
"W-wait! You can't do anything!?" Glave finally got off his ass and stared straight up at Zero.
"Like what?"
"The kirlia! Y-you healed the kirlia- you brought her back from the-"
"I need to stop you there. Sha..." He glanced at Cerulean.
"Shara." She finished for him.
"Shara's been gone for a couple of hours at least now. I can't do anything for her. If I could reboot the function of her organs and bodily functions, she wouldn't be right, if she 'was' at all. Too many brain cells have died."
Glave slumped to his knees. His back went from straight to hunched forward. His mouth hung open as he stared off into space.
"Now where the hell were you guys? I've never seen anything like the place you were in." Zero put a hand on his hip and raised an eyebrow at Cerulean.
"Oh... We were at Frosty Falling. The dungeon was really weird."
The human looked between his two Pokémon partners.
"I think you're mistaken. Frosty Falling isn't a dungeon."
The words sliced through Glave and Cerulean.
"What did you say?" Glave asked. It was barely higher than a whisper.
"You head me. Frosty Falling isn't a mystery dungeon. It's just a long strip of land that decreases in altitude as it-"
"We know that part!" Cerulean cut in. "But how can you..."
"How can I...?"
Cerulean fell silent. To Zero, it was clear both of them were either traumatized or rattled.
"You mentioned this to the mayor after our mission capturing that dusknoir, but... I think someone was behind this. It felt like a setup. The lights that made up everything in the 'dungeon' swarmed us after we followed an arrow in the sky telling us where to go. When we were free, Shara was in psycho mode."
Zero was silent. Footsteps brought noise back to his mind. He turned and saw the members of Team Ultima approaching. Azure and Beat wore contrasting faces of worry and forlorn respectively. A gengar and bisharp lingered behind them with curious eyes wandering around the scene.
The human stepped away. Glave wanted to scream.
"I can't believe it." The gengar watched Cerulean lay the body down.
"How could this happen?" The bisharp crossed his arms, forming a scary wall of twin blades.
"I'm sorry," Glave whispered. "I-I-"
"Considering you two weren't born this week, at least not notably, I'd assume you're aware of the events that have been going on lately." Cerulean led. "When you look at me, you probably think of that Pokémon that attacked the town. That's true, but something else was controlling me. Today... She was hit with the same stuff that got to me."
The two glanced at Team Ultima.
"That isn't suspicious to you?" The gengar proposed. "Our teammate gets placed on a team with an outsider and she's the only one to turn up dead?"
The four revered Pokémon took very little time to contemplate.
"Glave is with them, so I don't think we have much to worry about," Violet reassured the two. "He's the son of the most popular big shot in the town's history. He was the hero before we showed up, so I can't imagine he's plotting to destroy us all. Right?" She winked at him at the end.
"Yeah... She's telling the truth."
"Hm. That's a deep cut." The bisharp examined her fatal injury.
He and the other member of Shade Strike suddenly cracked. Bisharp mouths weren't very visible, but at that moment both of them could be seen smiling.
"Well, that sounds about right." The gengar stuck his tongue out and closed one eye at his fallen comrade.
"W-wha...?" Glave turned between both of them.
"Her family is a clan of wild zoroark. They have nothing against Advent Town or civilized Pokémon, and normally they send one to the town to keep an eye on it. However, their greatest honor is falling in battle. For her to be defeated means that she found a foe that was simply meant to go further than her. We'll tell her family what happened when we get done with the expedition." The bisharp inspected his arms.
"When the expedition is over? It doesn't end here...?" Glave asked, dumbfounded.
"Pfft, keep that up and you will look like a traitor." Cream rolled her eyes.
"To go back now would be a disgrace to her. We'll handle her burial. There should be nothing stopping us from progressing as normal tomorrow." The bisharp slashed his blade against each other.
"Actually, I don't think we will progress as normal tomorrow." Azure placed a hand on her chin thoughtfully. "I can't help but think that if any of Team Ultima's members had been there, this would've ended better. I feel it would be safer to travel to Mount Glacia as a group from here."
Glave agreed with the first part. He couldn't stop replaying the events in his head, but with one difference. The simulations playing in his conscious included Zero. He knew he was wrong, but there was anger inside him toward his teacher for not being there at a crucial moment.
"Ugh, I guess so. But that means we won't get a tiebreaker for our race!" Cream threw her arms down and pouted.
"If it makes you feel better, we were much closer behind those two than they were to us." Beat shook his head.
"Hey now, that doesn't seem right. As far as I'm concerned, if you have the same amount of points in a game you don't seek out the time it took to score." Violet interjected.
[Heh, you did want to win.] Zero's thought was more positive than his heart.
The Pokémon dispersed, Team Ultima, minus Zero, headed off to their own space among the 42 remaining Pokémon. Team Fate reforged for the night at a spot on the outer edge of the clearing. They desired privacy from everyone else.
Later at night, it was business as usual for the Pokémon of Advent Town.
"What do you think of that?"
"Think of what?"
"The team with that lucario had someone die. And it was the member that didn't come from their team to begin with."
"We're all gonna travel together from here on out. I like that better anyway, but I don't like we'll be with him."
"I feel bad for the grovyle. He had such a bright future before."
"Get some sleep, losers." A ninjask spoke up.
It was the same one that had commented the previous day before everyone set out.
Four Pokémon rose. A growlithe, pidgeotto, a zangoose, and a machoke got out of their resting positions.
"Gah! No one asked you!" The machoke swung a fist.
A thud and a pop rang out.
"...Gah!" The machoke grabbed his wrist and shook his hand. It was definitely sprained.
A hexagonal pattern hung in the area in front of the scared bug-flying type.
"What the hell was that?" The fighting-type aggressor looked around to see who his next target would be.
Far on the outskirts of the clearing, he saw the subject of his gossip staring back at him. Zero was holding up two fingers.
The human cut the misbehaving Pokémon a glare, but that had adverse side effects.
"Uh-ngh!" The machoke locked up.
His body seized slightly and his joints refused to move. He fell on his back.
"Crap." Zero stood up.
Glave and Cerulean looked over to see what he was doing, but he began walking away from them.
"N-no! Stop! Somebody, stop him! Do something- ANYTHING!" The violent Pokémon screamed in peril as the human drew nearer to him. He tried crawling backward, but his paralysis was far too bad.
Zero lifted a hand beside him and turned his palm up. A soft, pink light swirled around above it."
"Please! I'm sorry, I didn't mean any of it! Why aren't any of you helping me!?" He barked at the other Pokémon around him.
"I'm sorry," Zero said.
"Erk!" He gulped hard.
"I know I glared at you, but I didn't mean to use the move. That's on me."
Wind whipped from his hand in a spiral pattern, visible in the grass below. A delectable fragrance wafted over the entire area. The machoke's body loosened up.
"Th-th-that's aromatherapy... Y-you can really use moves?" A bellosom that had been watching, though every Pokémon was, spoke up. She let out a loud "eep!" when he turned to her.
"I haven't heard of one I can't use." Zero turned back to the scared fighting-type. "Say, do you plan to be on the machamp guard when you get older?"
There was silence. No one said anything, especially the Pokémon he questioned at first.
"Yeah. I do. What's it to you?" He asked roughly.
"Exercise control. Being the right species has nothing to do with getting accepted. Your punch is strong enough, but if your heart is weak, forget it." The move protect was released, and the barrier vanished.
Zero turned and left the Pokémon. There was no gossip when he left. No jokes, no snide remarks, only peace and quiet. The human sat against an uncut tree's trunk, forming a triangle with his standard teammates.
"What was that all about?"
"I accidentally paralyzed a machoke. I'm not sure what the commotion was about, but it irritated me. I should have better control than that," he sighed after explaining everything to Cerulean.
"Ha! You paralyzed someone from that distance?" Her expression fell and she softened her voice for the joke she wanted to make. "We really are screwed if that aura ever gets a hold of you."
Glave shuddered. He wasn't participating in the conversation, but he'd already thought about if Zero was taken over. He'd fought legendaries, and as far as the grovyle knew, he'd never lost. Based on the way Zero spoke of his youth, it was safe to assume he wasn't always as proficient as him now, so the grass-type couldn't put him on a chart when it came to power.
"You never know," Zero began, eyes turned toward nothing in particular. "One day that could happen. We don't know what's causing it and guesswork may not cut it when the time comes. If I ever get a dose of that stuff, I want to think I could break out of it in some heroic display. But this isn't a fairy tale. Or if it is, I'm certainly not the main character. I've lost so much already, and each loss didn't make me stronger."
The mood was set. Team Fate sat without exchanging words. Minutes went by where everyone's thoughts were vastly different but all revolving around the same thing. Neither of the three was confident that Zero could be taken down, and with the issue of the black aura on hand, that was far more of a terrifying fact than a reassuring one. The best thing for them to do was to go to sleep.
And they did.