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Giving Thanks

Sarah ran through the forest, a near perpetual grimace twisting her face. The Lopunny held her side, a cut having been grooved into her hide by some Pokémon she didn't recognize, and minute by minute was feeling worse. Suddenly, her foot was snagged by a root she couldn't see, and she fell heavily onto the ground, grunting as the air was knocked out and her vision grew blurry. She looked back, seeing the unknown Pokémon bearing down on her, until a bright orange ball smacked it hard in the face, causing it to reel back in pain. Another hit it, prompting it to leave. Sarah looked forward again, her vision flickering now, and saw a short being approaching her. At that point, however, she was too tired to do anything more than groan in pain and pass out.


Sarah slowly came back to consciousness, but didn't open her eyes, wanting to assess as much of her surroundings as possible before potentially having to fight for her life. The first thing she noticed was that she was warm and lying on something soft. Next, she heard someone moving around, perhaps the 'Mon that approached her earlier, potentially her savior. Then, her nose twitched as she could smell a variety of berries in the area, as well as the smell of roasted meat. This immediately scared her, making her think

"Is he planning to eat me?! Is that why he brought me here?!" She forced herself to calm down, to try thinking rationally, and realized it made no sense, much to her relief. If that had been his intention, she wouldn't have woken up in the first place... unless he was cruel, but at that moment she doubted that. She slowly opened her eyes to see who she was with, then, and noticed a blue, bipedal canine Pokémon, and after a few seconds recognized it as a Lucario. She tried to move without making any noise, but instead groaned as he cut stretched, prompting the Lucario to turn around, and upon seeing her seemed relieved, and said in a masculine voice

"Oh, good, you're awake. I hoped you would soon." Sarah grimaced, then asked

"Where am I? Who are you?" The Lucario answered

"You're in my home, where I brought you so you could recover. As for a name, the townspeople call me Randall, so I guess you can call me that." Sarah asked

"Townspeople? There are humans here?" Randall shook his head, telling her

"No, not for quite a distance. I prefer solitude, mostly. I don't mind occasional company, but I don't want to have to deal with it every day. The humans are about a day, day and a half's walk, but they visit every now and then because I cultivate berries, which they find extremely useful, for obvious reasons. Now, if you don't mind, I have a couple questions myself. Firstly, what's your name? And secondly, why were you being attacked?" Sarah was wary about the Lucario, still wondering if he had ulterior motives in bringing her to his home, especially when they were alone, and decided to keep her answers short.

"I walked into his territory, I guess. And I'm not comfortable giving you my name." To her surprise, Randall shrugged, saying

"Fair enough, I guess. The Scolipede around here are very territorial, so it makes sense that they'd attack you. It was a nasty scratch you took there, and I've been keeping it clean for the time being. Even put on a mix of mashed berries to help it heal, but it's not as effective as eating the berries themselves. Speaking of which..." He turned and went to a table that was attached to the wall, opening a hanging space of some kind, reaching in and pulling out a few different types of berries, of which she only recognized one, the Oran Berry. Randall quickly put the berries on the table before walking over to a different table and grabbing a bowl, taking it to the first table and putting the berries in. He opened up the hanging space again and asked

"Do you mind sour flavors?" Sarah winced and answered

"Yeah, I don't like sour very much." Randall considered that for a moment, then asked

"Then what's your preferred flavor?" Sarah told him simply

"Sweet." Randall nodded and rummaged through the space for a few seconds before pulling out a couple strange pink berries that were oddly shaped, somewhat like the moon during most nights. He put these into the bowl as well, then picked up what seemed to be a thick stone stick, beginning to mash the berries in the bowl. While he did this, he asked

"So, you're clearly not from around here. Where'd you come from?" Sarah frowned, retorting

"I could ask you the same thing." Randall laughed at that, stating

"Yeah, I must be quite the sight, not being native to this region. Believe it or not, I'm actually from Kalos." Sarah blinked in surprise, asking

"All the way there? I thought you'd be from Sinnoh!" Randall shook his head, telling her

"Too cold for my liking. Anyway, I grew up on what was basically a small berry farm. There was only two other people there, as well. They weren't my Trainers, more like people who cared for me while I was growing up. They taught me all about growing and caring for berries, as well as how to mix them together for whatever purpose I need, and I've been using that skill to help whoever needs it." Sarah asked

"How did you know I was in trouble?" Randall explained

"I was meditating and could sense your aura, as well as a heavy amount of distress. I followed it and found you clearly running from something, so I shot an Aura Sphere and realized you were up against a Scolipede. I didn't know if you were at fault for it, but I figured no one deserves to be mauled by one of those insects. Well, at least, not something that's not going to serve a purpose for it, anyway." Sarah frowned again, demanding

"And what's that supposed to mean?" Randall told her

"Scolipede don't generally like furry creatures, so it wouldn't have eaten you; just killed you and went on its way." Sarah shivered at that, and Randall approached her with the bowl, holding out the mashed berries and adding

"This will help; it has a mix of Oran Berries for sealing wounds, Pecha Berries to cure poison, and Mago berries, both for flavor and minor healing properties." Sarah reluctantly took the bowl, as well as the spoon he offered her, and hesitantly ate a spoonful of the mix, which she immediately liked the taste of, and the introduction of food made her realize how hungry she was, proceeding to devour the concoction while Randall cleaned up the table he had worked at. Once she was done eating, Sarah asked

"How long have I been here?" Randall answered

"Almost two days. In that time, your wound has managed to close a bit, and I'm hoping to see more significant progress tomorrow. Unfortunately, the closer these types of wounds are to closing fully, the longer it seems to take. Still, with any luck you'll be out of here without too much trouble soon." Sarah inquired

"Tired of me already?" Randall smirked and replied

"No, I just figured you didn't want to be here longer than necessary. Now, since you haven't eaten in two days- at least that I know of- I'm willing to bet you're hungry, and that the berry mash wasn't as filling as you'd prefer." Sarah hesitated before nodding, and Randall told her

"Then you're in luck, because I happened to get some fresh vegetables from the humans not too long ago. Now they won't be completely wasted." Sarah frowned in thought, then wondered

"Is that how they pay you? With food?" Randall nodded, explaining

"For the most part, yes. I don't have any use for their money, which I was quick to point out to them, so instead they started providing me with things that I didn't have that I could use, like meat, vegetables, and honey. They also gave me some different types of medicine, and some have even taken the time to explain how it works, but I only use those in extremely dangerous situations or dire cases. Otherwise, I prefer to use berries." Sarah pondered this for a moment as Randall continued to work, making a fire that he put a metal pot over, poured water into, and began mixing various spices in, along with chopped vegetables. It wasn't long before the smell made its way to her, leaving her salivating at the thought of a hot meal, which she sorely missed, and when he handed her a bowl of the vegetable stew, she thanked him and began to eat. Randall went to a different pot, which was larger, and scooped out a different type of stew, which had a much meatier smell to it, and began to eat as well.

The silence that pervaded the room while the two ate was noticeable, but he didn't seem inclined to press her for further information, which both surprised and gratified her. She was also surprised that he seemed so hospitable, but then again Lucario were known for being excellent fighters, so she figured he was more than capable of defending himself if it came to it. Once both were done eating, Randall took the bowls and washed them, putting them away for future use, then told her

"Now, I'm sure you want to avoid this part, but I have to see how your wound is progressing. I need to know if more immediate care is necessary, or if I can keep going as planned. Alright?" Sarah nodded hesitantly, and Randall knelt by the bedside, having her lay down before he slowly peeled off the bandaging that held the poultice in place. Sarah hissed in pain as he cleaned the wound out, and he was quick to tell her

"I know it hurts, but I need you to bear with me. The sooner I finish, the better you'll feel." Sarah just nodded and let him continue his work, which included making another poultice that he applied to the wound before bandaging it again. When he was done, he threw out the used plant mix, but kept the bandage in a separate container, washing his hands off and telling her

"Well, it's not as good as I hoped it would be, but better than I was afraid it could be. So, a mixed blessing, I suppose. The problem was the poison, but since you ate the mix I made you earlier, that should wear off more quickly, and hopefully we'll see some progress." Sarah nodded again, and not long after the two went to sleep, though Randall slept at the farthest part of the home from her, for her peace of mind, which she also noticed.


For the next week, things progressed in this manner, with Sarah gradually warming up to Randall. She saw him go about his day in the way he usually did, with him watering his berry plants, and even receiving two visits from different humans, one of whom he traded with for various goods, and the other one requesting his help with a wound that seemed to have been left for a while, though why they hadn't gone to a healer of their own kind confused her. Nevertheless, Randall helped without complaint or judgement, nor did he ask any compensation. That night, as they were eating, Sarah asked him

"That human from before, the one with the burn. Why didn't you ask for anything in return?" Randall shrugged, asking back

"Why should I?" Sarah was taken aback for a moment, then replied

"Well, wouldn't you like something in return for your help?" Randall shook his head, answering

"No, I don't help others because I want something. I help others because it's the kind thing to do, and because I like helping others." Sarah pondered this, asking further

"So... you've never asked for payment, but you also don't refuse it if they offer?" Randall shrugged, saying

"I did refuse it, at first, but a lot of people or Pokemon would come back, insisting they pay me properly for helping them. It was sort of a guilty conscience thing, I guess, and when I realized I couldn't persuade them they didn't have to, I figured it was easier to just let them if they wanted to. But I always made sure they knew they didn't have to." Sarah nodded slowly, seeing his reasoning, but at the same time thinking it was less than ideal for him, and thought he deserved better, especially with the treatment he had been providing for her.

The time came again for him to inspect her wound, and when he did, he was pleased to find that the wound was finally fully closed, leaving only a thin scar as a testament to its initial presence. He reported to her

"Looks like you're all fixed up. The poison's out of your system, the wound is closed, and no other complications have come up. Now, it's going to be night soon, so I don't suggest heading out now. Wait until morning, when it's safer." Sarah felt her heart aching at the thought of leaving this cozy little home, but more than that, like those before her, she felt obligated to pay his kindness back. This, of course, was a problem as she had nothing to give, or at least she had thought that for the last several days. An idea had occurred to her, and it made her more than a little nervous to consider actually doing it, but at the same time she wanted to do it. It was more than an obligation by last night; it was a desire. She chose this time to address Randall, saying

"Hey, Randall?" The Lucario grunted questioningly, looking at her from the corner of his eye as he listened to her say

"I know you don't ask for payment, but..." Randall smirked, having a feeling this was coming. He quickly told her

"No, I don't, and you will be no exception. You have no obligation to pay me anything; you owe no recompense, nor duty, nor service. I'm glad I was able to help you." Sarah smirked, figuring he would say that, and replied

"And what if I told you I wanted to regardless?" Randall grunted, replying

"I guess I shouldn't be surprised. Still, you didn't have anything with you when I found you. I don't know if that's because you lost it while running or didn't have anything in the first place, but you don't have much of anything to give." Sarah grinned, telling him

"Well, I do have something I can think of." Randall faced her, amused, and asked

"Oh? And what is this gift you had in mind?" Sarah continued to grin as she answered

"You were right that I had nothing with me, so the only thing I can give you is... me." This left Randall a little dumbstruck as the implications set in. He swallowed nervously, asking

"What, um... what do you mean by that?" Sarah swung her legs over the edge of the bed and stood up, beginning to walk toward him, making her movements as seductive as she could manage while saying

"I mean that- since I can't offer you anything in the way of medicine, berries, or food, and I want to repay you for your kindness and help- I only have a few limited options to return your kindness. And the one I've chosen is to give you myself." Randall gulped nervously again as she draped her arms over his shoulders, looking directly into her half-lidded eyes. Never before had anyone offered anything like this to him, so he was completely unprepared for how to deal with it. At the same time, though, the two of them had grown closer since he began healing her, and he couldn't deny that she was attractive. Even so, he was uncertain if he wanted to condone this type of "repayment", as it felt undeserved. Sure, he'd helped her and healed her when he was under no obligation to do so, but did that warrant being intimate with her? Engaging in this type of relationship?

"I, uh, I don't know, Sarah. This seems a lot more... generous, than what I did." Sarah grinned, telling him

"Really? Because I don't think so. I'd like to think of it as you getting what you deserve for being so kind and generous to everyone around you. It doesn't seem like you think about yourself too much, so why not let yourself enjoy the night in a different way?" Randall had no argument to this, and seeing that Sarah leaned in closer, whispering

"Why not give it a chance?" Randall thought about it for a moment more, then nodded once. Sarah smirked and pulled his head toward her, which he obliged, and soon the two kissed, which both found enjoyable until they had to break apart to breathe. Sarah giggled at his flustered appearance and began to reach down, asking

"When's the last time you got to enjoy yourself?" Randall blushed heavily, replying nervously

"Um... I um... I haven't..." This surprised Sarah, prompting her to ask

"You've never done it before?" Randall hesitated for a moment, then shook his head, asking back

"You?" Sarah hesitated as well before shaking her head, saying

"Almost, once before. But I Torchicked out before anything happened." Randall was quick to tell her

"You really don't have to do this if you don't want to." Sarah grinned again, regaining her confidence as she gently grasped his groin, making him gasp as she told him sultrily

"Oh, but I do want to. And I want to show you how much I appreciate all the help you gave me." Randall was speechless now, her delicate hand playing with him as he slowly grew more aroused, before she moved onto stroking him gently, drawing him out to his full length. She looked down and felt her loins clench in excitement upon seeing him and wanted to try something. She looked back up at Randall, telling him

"Just sit back and enjoy yourself." Randall nodded dumbly and watched her as she slowly knelt in front of him, still stroking him with her hand, but that quickly changed when she switched from her hand to her tongue, sliding the wet, smooth muscle along his shaft, making him gasp at the new sensation. She continued to please him in this manner for a few minutes, then pulled the shaft down slightly as she fitted him into her mouth, beginning to push down on it, making him gasp again and pulse at the newfound pleasure. He quickly told her

"Sarah, I'm about to-!" She pulled him out of her mouth, stroking him again and sexily encouraging

"Do it. Let it all out on me, for me. Give me everything you got." Randall gritted his teeth as the pleasure surged through him, pumping out the life-giving seed, which Sarah quickly aimed at her face, getting splashed with pleasant warmth. Randall groaned as the last few pumps left him breathless and twitching, then looked down to see her face covered in his essence, which he found strangely arousing. It only got better as she used her hands to scoop up his "gift" and sucked it off her fingers, then looked back up to find him very much aroused again. She grinned, asking

"I'm guessing you liked that?" Randall just nodded, unable to speak. Sarah giggled and stood back up, saying

"Well, the fun's not over yet. Let's take this to the bed." Randall let her lead him to the bed, then laid down on it at her guidance. She climbed onto the bed with him, straddled him, and began to rub herself on his shaft, both now moaning in pleasure while she lubricated him. After almost a minute of this, she lifted herself back up, taking his rod, and slowly lowered herself on it, moaning as he touched her most sensitive parts, then looked back up at him before winking and taking the plunge, moaning much louder as he penetrated her.

Both Randall and Sarah stayed still, enjoying the moment immensely, then Sarah placed her hands against his chest and lifted herself up before sliding back down. It wasn't long before Randall placed his hands on her hips, helping her when she needed it, and also fondling her shapely rear as much as he could have possibly pleased. Sarah went slowly at first, but as they continued her speed slowly picked up, and soon she was bouncing rhythmically on him, greatly enjoying the feeling. It wasn't long before she felt something new, however, a pronounced bump along his shaft, toward the bottom. She paused to see what was going on, and was briefly surprised to find his knot, eagerly waiting. She grinned up at him, saying

"Well, I guess I have a new goal." Randall just nodded as she resumed where she left off, bumping against his knot repeatedly before going down harder, feeling it spreading her wider than before. She only managed to get so far at first, but the more she persisted, the farther she got, and soon she was halfway down. Randall then gritted his teeth, his climax approaching, and looked at her for permission. She nodded, telling him

"Do it." He nodded back and gripped her hips, pulling her on him, at first lightly so he didn't hurt her, but with increasing strength. Soon, it became too much for him, and he pulled her down all the way, slipping his knot into her, causing her to gasp loudly and clench on him. He thrusted up a few times, then yelled out his pleasure as it surged into her, flooding her with more of his essence. The two sat there for a minute, both panting hard, then she leaned down, slightly off to the side so she wouldn't be impaled by his chest spike, and asked

"So... do you... feel thanked yet?" Randall chuckled and held her gently, replying

"That... has to be... the best thanks I ever received. Now I feel obligated to thank you back." Sarah smirked, stating

"Well, perhaps you can in the morning. Or... maybe I don't have to leave, at all." Randall grinned at what she was suggesting, and told her

"I'd like that." Their weariness catching up to them, they both settled on their sides, embracing each other as they fell into peaceful slumber.

Fin.