[POV: Wolfe]
Darkness… nothing but darkness… silence… no, noise. Someone was speaking.
"They're everywhere!" a male voice shouted. Then sound faded away again…
Lights danced before his eyes. Lights, that slowly turned to shadows.
"Our rear guard didn't last long, we need to move! Freya, hold onto him tight! If we lose him, this was all for nothing!" a different male voice shouted, this one sounding vaguely familiar.
"He's not goi-...," a feminine voice started, before breaking off as he lost consciousness again.
Screams. Shouts of pain or anger. Fear.
"-per Beam!" another voice shouted, before a blast wave hit him and the one carrying him. But he didn't hit the ground.
"Flare, Artul! Go around them, take out that…," he heard the male order, before silence washed over him.
Am I dying again? It feels like it…, he thought in the darkness of his mind. But no, there was something different about this. Where was Leilah?
'I am here, My Champion. I am always here. But no, you are not dying. You have a challenge ahead of you, but I have faith. You will perform admirably, of this I know…'
He felt a soft wave of peace flow over him, and relaxed. Noise began to enter his ears once more.
"There's too many of them! We don't have Wolfe, Arceus knows where Kage went, and I'm running out of time like this. Gale! Take Lura and the kits. Get them to Norovia, we have friends there. They'll take care of you, just make sure you find them. Freya, you go with them, and don't you dare drop him!" the male from before said.
"You've said that, he's not going anywhere Gabe," that sweet, feminine voice said.
"You six, you go with them. Keep them safe!" the male, Gabe, ordered.
"Yes sir!"
"Everyone else, we make our stand here. We need to buy them as much time as possible to get away. We fight for as long as we can, and I'll teleport us out of here before I run out. Now go!"
Silence…
The sense of movement. More lights flashing. Shouts.
"How'd they get through? No way they all fell already!"
"Doesn't matter, we need to deal with them. This doesn't look like the main group, probably a small one that skirted around. We'll take care of them, you all go ahead! You there, you go with them. I don't think we'll be making it out of this, and I don't want them to be totally without protection."
"Hyper Beam!"
This time, the shock wave sent him out of the grip of the one carrying him, and into thin air.
"Wolfe!"
Falling… the wind rushing past him, as though he was parachuting.
"Freya, no!"
Then something crashing into him, sending him veering to the side. Whatever had hit him was now holding onto him, clutching him tightly to its form. He heard a grunt of effort, and suddenly his descent slowed.
Then they hit the ground and he lost consciousness once more.
When next he came to, it was to the soft sound of someone speaking.
"Come on Wolfe, you're not dying after all the work I put into saving you. Come on!" that feminine voice from before spoke.
Slowly, oh so slowly, Wolfe cracked open his eyes, his vision blurry. He could see something pink floating above him.
Then his eyes began to adjust, and the pink thing came into focus. His eyes almost shot open in surprise, though he physically didn't have the strength to do so.
Floating above him, was a mew.
It had its arms outstretched to his body, and he could see a pink glow surrounding its paws. On its face was a look of intense worry.
"Come on!" it suddenly shouted, and he realized with a start that it was the feminine voice from before.
Freya, he thought dimly.
She looked over her shoulder, as though keeping an eye out for something. Then she turned back to concentrating on healing him.
He opened his mouth to try to speak. "Freya…," he whispered. Her eyes widened in surprise, and a curious expression flitted across her face. It almost looked like panic. But, she didn't turn her attention away from what she was doing.
"It's good that you can speak, but you're not out of the woods yet. You need to sleep," she told him. He felt something soft touch his forehead, and he lost consciousness once more.
This time, he dreamed, and knew that it was a natural sleep. Everything that happened in it seemed to hold an unusual importance, though he could not remember what transpired the moment the image ended.
'This will be a challenge like no other, My Champion. But I have faith. You will succeed…'
[POV: Wolfe]
His eyes suddenly snapped open. Blinking, he gazed upwards. Green?
Slowly, he raised himself into an upright position, feeling whatever was covering him slide down, off his naked form. He frowned, looking down at the leaves now piled in his lap. I'm naked?
He groaned silently, and then forced himself onto his feet, feeling himself sway on his feet. He stuck his palm out until it reached a tree's trunk. He held himself there, feeling the world spin around him, until the sensation slowly faded away. When he felt steady enough to stand on his own, he dropped his arm. Then he looked around him, taking in his surroundings.
He was standing in a forest, clearly still in the mountains. Above him, the sky was a clear blue, with the sun shining high in the sky. To his left, he could hear the sound of water lapping against stone. I guess I'm near water.
That was when he realized how dry his mouth felt. Haven't felt like this for some time. He took a step, and then had to pause as the world began to spin around him. He waited patiently for it to stop, and then began to slowly walk towards the sound of water.
Each step he took felt more secure underneath him, and soon enough, he was walking with his normal grace. As the sound got nearer, he thought he heard someone humming. But when he paused to listen for it, he heard nothing but the lake. He continued walking, keeping his ears open and his eyes peeled.
Finally, he could see the glimmer of water through the foliage. He began to rush towards it, feeling the sensations in his mouth and throat to be immensely unpleasant. In his haste, he stopped paying attention to where his feet were landing. Right as he was about to reach it, his foot suddenly caught on something, and he found himself flying through the air again, his momentum sending him off what he now saw was a cliff, and into the lake.
"Shi-!" he managed to shout, before he hit the water and his head went under. I hope no-one saw that, he thought. He opened his eyes, that he had closed reflexively, and tried to get his bearings. Underneath the surface, he was surprised at how clear the water was. Looking around, he noticed that he could see for a long way in any direction.
To his right, he could make out a school of magikarp. In front of him, he could see nothing but water, with the occasional pokemon, and to his left he could see… someone swimming towards him. Of course.
The figure was swimming on the surface of the lake, but as it got closer, he could tell that it was a lucario. He found that he actually recognized it. It was at the battle.
Once it was near his position, the lucario dove underwater and began to swim towards him, its tail flowing behind it. It had a worried expression on its face, and he could also make out particular signs indicating that it was a female, such as the curves of her hips. And then she reached him, though she paused when she didn't see him struggling. Curiosity filled her gaze.
'Are you alright? How come you haven't tried to swim to the surface?' a feminine voice asked in his head.
Wolfe just grinned. 'The view's nice down here,' he replied truthfully. She slowly turned around, and he saw her nod.
'I suppose it is… but you need to go up. You'll be running out of air soon,' she told him.
He shrugged, before turning away from her. 'I think I'll swim for a bit. I need to stretch my body,' he replied, before beginning to swim away. When he looked behind him, he noticed that the lucario was glaring after him. He let out a sigh, bubbles rising from his mouth. 'Fine, I'll swim to the top.'
A satisfied grin crossed the lucario's face as he began to swim to the surface. He hadn't realized that he was so deep. Once his head breached the surface, he rotated around to look for the lucario. He wasn't prepared, however, when her head broke the surface right in front of him.
She shook her head, and then gazed at him curiously. "That way," she said, pointing at a sandy part of the shore. Without another word, she began to swim towards it, with Wolfe following right behind her. He tried his best to ignore the shape of her body as she swam.
As he swam, he turned his head to his right, and saw that the entire edge of the lake was surrounded by a cliff, the rock face jutting above the water sharply. He grinned, and shook his head. 'Trust me to fall off a cliff five minutes after waking up,' he thought with a glimmer of amusement.
"Yes, that is something that very few people would manage to do," the lucario told him, laughter evident in her voice. She turned her head to look back at him. "And I would work on concealing your thoughts more. I know that you're looking at me in a rather inappropriate way," she said with a grin, amusement in her eyes. Wolfe met her gaze evenly.
'I refuse to apologize for me being me,' he thought, deliberately aiming it at her. Her grin widened, before she turned her head back around.
Once they reached the beach and pulled themselves out of the water, Wolfe began to stretch, feeling his muscles pull and twist in a most relaxing way. "So why exactly am I naked?" he asked matter of factly, glancing at the lucario.
She blushed slightly. "I healed your major wounds, but… your smaller, less life-threatening ones I couldn't risk. So, I cleaned you of all the blood and dirt, so that your wounds wouldn't get infected," she told him, glancing at the ground. He nodded in understanding, though a small smile did creep across his face.
He casually began to look around, making no effort to hide his body. "Thank you. But… where are my clothes?"
She pointed at a bush not far from them. "Over there. I washed them for you."
He nodded his thanks, and then made his way towards the direction she had indicated. Almost immediately he spotted his armor, hanging from a branch to dry. As he began to get dressed, he glanced at her again, and noticed that she was looking away.
"What happened?" he asked cautiously. She turned her head to look at him, before glancing away again.
"What do you remember?" she asked. He shrugged, pulling on his undershirt.
"I remember there being a battle, as well as Duke ordering you all to kill me and my mate, as well as my kits. Some of you defected, and defended us. The last thing I remember was turning around and seeing a bunch of those that didn't defect standing in between me and my way out…," his voice trailed off as a thought struck him. He glanced at her sharply.
"I went demon again, didn't I?" he asked. She didn't turn around to face him, only nodding slowly. He sighed, and punched the tree, causing it to quiver. "Damnit!" he shouted, feeling his fist begin to throb from its sudden abuse. He dimly heard the lucario begin to make her way over to him, though he didn't show any outward signs of it. Then he felt her put a paw on his shoulder, which he made no effort to remove. "Did Lura see?" he asked quietly.
He felt rather than saw her nod, feeling her paw shift as she did so. "The entire base saw it. It was… intimidating, to say the least. You ended up covered in blood, something that I regret had to be seen by so many…," she said, before trailing off. He turned his head to look her in the eyes, dropping his hand down to his side. In her gaze, he saw only sympathy, and worry.
"What happened after that?" he asked.
She nodded again, and he felt her grip tighten slightly on his shoulder. "You were like that for a long time… longer than I felt was safe. Once you were all clear of the Loyals, you wanted to go back into the fray and kill as many as you possibly could. You… you looked like you were enjoying killing them. I cleared your mind, ending your bloodlust, but while you were in it, you sustained more wounds than I had thought. As soon as the cloud was lifted from your mind, you just… collapsed," she spoke softly. He sighed, and nodded.
"Everything has a draw-back to it. I can't feel pain when I do that… and I lose any sense of right or wrong in the process… tell me," he said, looking into her eyes with worry in his. "Did I… hurt anyone that wasn't an enemy? Was Lura alright?"
She nodded again, and he looked away with a relieved huff of air. "You went back for Lura when she got lost in the fight, but you didn't hurt her. You saved her from an almost certain death," she told him.
He sighed again, and closed his eyes. "That's a relief… I got lucky this time. I don't know what I was thinking. My bloodlust seems to do more harm than good, I should never have used that ability, especially when people that I cared about were so close. You're lucky I didn't take your head off when you brought me out of it… fuck," he said angrily. Angry with himself.
"No… no, you didn't have any other options Wolfe. If you hadn't used it, then your mate and kits would have certainly died. No, you made a tough decision, but it saved their lives," she disagreed. He opened his eyes and stared at her.
"You said you cleared my mind… how did you know what I did?" he asked.
She frowned. "I recognized your condition, but I'm still not sure how you brought it about. It seemed similar to when soldiers go berserk, but at the same time… normally they can't bring it about on demand. How did you do that, if you don't mind me asking?" she asked curiously.
He chuckled, and then held up his hand and concentrated. A few dark sparks flew from his palm, but other than that, everything remained the same. He frowned, though he heard the lucario gasp.
"Well… I'm an unusual human. Simple answer, is I used my energy to block any nerves from sending signals of pain to my brain. This allows me to move much faster, without any pain to slow me down, and lets me continue to fight beyond what I'd normally be capable of. But… even though I can't feel the pain, my body still takes the damage. And… well, for reasons I don't quite understand, it also blocks any emotions from reaching me, including my ability to determine right from wrong, friend from foe," he explained, gazing at his hand worriedly.
Is that why I feel so numb? he wondered. He looked back at the lucario, who had a pondering expression on her face. Then she shook herself, and looked around.
"That explains quite a bit… in the meantime, you should finish getting dressed. There still might be soldiers around, and we can't afford another skirmish with them," she stated. She removed her paw from her shoulder, and took a few steps away from him, beginning to tap her foot against the ground impatiently.
He couldn't resist a small smile from crossing his face as he continued to get dressed. But in his mind, a flurry of questions raced.
Why can't I feel my connection with Lura, Cordina, Kage or Gabe? How come I can't speak to them? Where are my blades… and where are we?
As he finished strapping on his armor, noticing there were many more cuts and punctures in it than when he last wore it, he felt he could get the answer to that last question rather easily. He looked at the lucario once more as he pulled down hard on the final strap, feeling his armor synch to his torso snugly.
"Where are we?" he asked. She looked up at the sky thoughtfully. Then she nodded once, definitively as she reached her answer.
"No clue," she told him honestly. He sweatdropped at her. Seeing his expression, she hurried to explain. "When we left the Dark Army's base, you were passed out and I was carrying you. The rear guard, including your partner, stayed behind to buy us some time. Unfortunately, more soldiers remained loyal to Duke than those that defected. In short, they were overrun. Gabe teleported himself and what was left of the guard to where we were, and shortly afterwards we were attacked again. In the end, there were just too many of them, and we were all tiring fast. Gabe stayed behind with all but you, me, your mate and kits, Gale and six soldiers to act as a guard. He then attempted to buy us more time to get you and the kits away. But… a smaller group of Loyals flanked past them and caught up to us. From there, five of the six guards elected to stay behind and let the others get away. And then… well, a Hyper Beam sent you out of my grip and off a cliff. Having no other option, I jumped after you and… slowed down our fall. I… I don't know what became of anyone else," she told him, her expression dropping. Then she shook herself and continued.
"Anyway, seeing as we were safe for the moment, I healed your serious wounds, and then carried you away from the base, I think heading south. I ran while carrying you for three days without stop but then… well, I was too tired to continue. I had to stop. That was yesterday. This morning, when I woke up, I stripped and cleaned you, and then came down here to wash your clothes. After that, I was relaxing finally, when I heard you fall into the lake," she finished.
Three days?! He felt panic begin to well up inside of him, but he forced it down. Then a few other things that she told him caught his attention. Memories danced through his mind.
"Hyper Beam!"
"Wolfe!"
"Freya, no!"
An impact… followed by him slowing down. A mew, floating above him, healing him.
"Come on!"
And then a name, one he dimly remembered whispering. "Freya…"
He jerked back to the present with a jolt. He glanced at the lucario again, gazing at her intently.
"Freya, right?" he asked. Her expression changed, becoming neutral. She nodded. He continued. "And you're not a lucario… in the Dark Army, you claimed to be a ditto." Again, she nodded, beginning to frown. He raised an eyebrow at her.
"But you're not really a ditto, now are you?" he asked mildly. Her eyes shot open, wide with surprise.
"Yes, I-," she started, before Wolfe cut her off with a wave of his now gauntleted fist.
"No, Freya. You're a mew, that pretended to be a ditto," he stated firmly.
Her mouth opened and closed a few times, her expression worried. Then her face hardened as she shut her mouth. "Fine, I'm a mew. No one can know though! No one! There are people looking for me, and if word got out about my-," she was cut off again as Wolfe interrupted her.
"I don't care. I'm not going to tell anyone, you kept it secret for a good reason. And I'm not so shallow as to destroy your status when you've saved me and possibly saved the lives of those I care about. I don't care what you pretend to be, I just care about your actions. Anyway… I don't feel that it's any of my business," he told her.
She narrowed her eyes at him. "You're right, it is none of your business. But… thank you," she said, her expression softening slightly. He nodded. He looked up at the sky again.
"Well, I personally have never been here… but if I had to guess, I would guess that we were South West of the Dark Army's headquarters. I believe we're still in Darvia, as there are still plenty of pine trees here. So, we head East, and eventually we'll reach the Great Plains," he told her. She glanced up at the sky as well, and nodded.
"We'd best get moving now then. As I said… there might still be soldiers around here somewhere. Now it's not only the Memories that we have to look for… but also Dark Army Loyals," she agreed. It was then that Wolfe noticed that she wore a grey arm band around her right bicep. He pointed a finger at it as they began walking.
"I see you didn't lose that yet," he spoke conversationally.
She flashed a quick grin at him. "No, it's rather sturdy fabric. What's it made of? Magic?" she asked him.
He shook his head, a slight grin forming on his own face. "No, not magic. Just quality material. It was a part of my cloak," he replied.
She ducked under a low branch, tossing a glance at him. "You gave up a cloak as storied as your own?"
He nodded, before flinching as he ran into the same branch. He rubbed his neck where it had snapped him. "There were more important things to be concerned with than a piece of fabric," he replied calmly.
They walked in silence after that. Wolfe took this time to try and use his abilities, any of them, but found that he couldn't transform, couldn't contact Gabe or anyone else, and could really do… anything. He frowned as more dark energy sparked in his palm. I overdid it. I overdid it quite a bit, he thought.
They walked through the afternoon, pausing only to relieve themselves or to eat and drink. They made quiet conversation with eachother, but most of their efforts were dedicated towards listening and looking for any Dark Army soldiers.
Once, they saw a group of pikachu, and had to chuckle at their antics. This reminded Wolfe of Bill, as well as Gale. Once his thoughts turned towards her, he found that he rather missed the white vulpix. He hadn't had the chance to speak with her much after their last romp, and he half felt that she was avoiding him. He had wanted to talk to her, and offer her what he could… but just never had the opportunity. His nights were spent with Luna, though she was unaware of that most of the time, and his days with Lura and Cordina.
He did his best not to think about Lura, Cordina, or his kits. Thinking about them would only distract him and make him lose focus.
That night, having seen no sign of any hostile soldiers, they decided to risk a campfire. Seeing as he didn't have his weapons, and couldn't recall them either, Wolfe tended to the fire as Freya went and gathered food. He got the fire going nice and strong, until its flames were flickering cheerily in the night air. Then he rolled a couple stones around it for him and the mew to sit, provided she wanted to. He sat down and began to wait, staring up at the now cloudy sky. He sighed unhappily, wishing he could see the stars or the moon at the very least.
That was when the rain began to fall. He growled.
Fucking great, he thought angrily.
Without another thought, he got to his feet and began to get more firewood. Upon finishing and seeing how Freya hadn't returned yet, he began to get branches and the like to build a simple shelter for them.
They had chosen a good spot for a camp. There were plenty of trees, a small creek flowed by to their North, and it was filled with the sound of pokemon, both predators and prey. He began to build the shelter with a simple lean-to design.
By the time Freya had returned, sporting a couple small prey-mon, a stantler, and a large stash of berries, enough to last them at least four days of eating good. She set down the berries and the meat, and began to help Wolfe build their shelter.
Once their shelter was finished, it was a total rainstorm outside. Inside, they had a nice fire that warmed the air to an almost comfortable level, and their little den was filled with the smells of cooking meat and berries.
Wolfe was leaning back against a tree that formed part of the den, as Freya sat opposite him, against a similar tree. The entrance of their lean-to was draped in a blanket that Freya had brought with her. She had brought two blankets, a custom amongst the Dark Army he learned, and the other blanket they used as a form of insulation, placing it along the ceiling as best they could. It didn't fit perfectly, but it was better than nothing. So far as comfort, Wolfe had taken the time collect some soft leaves and brush to form temporary beds, not enough to be super comfortable, but enough to keep them off the ground. For blankets… well, they had a fire.
The little den sloped downwards on the North side, and this was where he had placed the wood. He wanted it inside so that it would stay dry, even if it did take up a lot of space. Directly above the fire, they had crafted a small chimney of sorts. Realistically, Wolfe knew that it was only a hole in the roof, but it served its purpose. This way, they wouldn't get smoked out of their shelter.
Not bad for two hours of work, Wolfe thought to himself. He remained in his thoughts, not wishing to bother the mew as she appeared to be deep in thought. However, he was jerked out of his own thoughts when she began to speak.
"So… what can you tell me about yourself?" she asked curiously, glancing up at him. He raised his own gaze from the fire to land it on her, a small smile on his face.
"Curious about me then, eh? Well, what do you want to know?" he returned.
She thought for a moment, then nodded. "You have two mates… why?"
He shrugged. "If I'm honest, I never expected to have any other mate after I thought my first one had died… but then I met Lura. When I first met her, she was no one special really. Just another eevee, at least upon first glance. This was before the plague outbreak mind you. Anyway, something about her caught my eye, and I've always had a soft spot for eevee and eeveelutions, partly due to the fact that I am an umbreon. So, I gave her my mark. After that, I didn't expect to hear from her for a long time, though that didn't quite work out. She ended up moving to Forn, which is actually where I was located at," he said, before pausing to rotate his skewer. Then he continued.
"Initially, she only knew me as an umbreon named Zero, and our first meeting as such… well, I threw a rhyperior at her." He paused upon seeing Freya's outraged look, and quickly waved his hands. "No, no! Not on purpose. I was fighting the rhyperior, and uh, as I said, threw him. Lura didn't know to get out of the way, so I had to intervene. I teleported in front of her, and erected a protect. It broke my foreleg, but Lura was unharmed. From there, I spoke with her from time to time, even inviting her to my home once. Then… well, then I left her there and went to Nor to find out some rumors about a plague. Needless to say, they were true." He paused again, drinking from an offered water-skin. He handed it back to the mew-lucario and continued.
"I was gone for three years, and in that time, the plague spread like a wild fire. In that time… well, I found that Lura's family, the Peterson's, were the first ones to catch the plague. They had a miltank named Bertha, who was the true first victim. Lura was saved due to having my mark, but… well… her family wasn't so lucky." He glanced at the mew and narrowed his eyes slightly. "What I am about to tell you, you must not tell anyone. I keep your secret, you keep mine, yes?"
Freya nodded, and raised her right paw solemnly. "I will not tell anyone whatever you are about to tell me without express permission from yourself, on my honor as a mew," she swore.
He nodded in satisfaction, and let lose a slight sigh of relief. "I don't know what prompts me to tell you this… I suppose maybe a need to get it off my chest… regardless, here goes," he said, and looked the mew-lucario in the eye. "When I got to Nor, the plague had already begun to set in. Many people had died, sure… but there was a family that was suffering immensely. Lura's old family. They had been on their death bed for weeks, but they just didn't die. I waited on them for three days, and they showed no signs of improving. Considering their suffering… I felt that the best course of action was to kill them. Put an end to their suffering."
Freya leaned forward to speak, stopping him from continuing. "You didn't kill them for the sake of killing them, you killed them to end their needless suffering," she comforted. Wolfe shook his head.
"You didn't let me finish," he stated. She gained a puzzled look, but sat back and continued to listen. He continued, saying, "Anyway, aye, I killed them. But, what I didn't take into account was that their spots were fading. Their coughing had decreased as well, but I just took that as a sign that the end was near. It didn't help that their fever skyrocketed. So I killed them. A week after they had passed, I learned something. Surviving the plague was possible. It was rare, but it was possible. Signs of someone getting better are, spots fading, and coughing decreasing, but these are also signs of someone dying from it. No, what means they are healing, is a sudden increase in their fever."
They were quiet for a long time, with Freya letting what he'd told her sink in. Finally, she began to speak again, albeit slowly. "So what you're saying is… you killed them, when they might have finally been recovering?" she asked. Wolfe nodded, expressionless. Her mouth opened in an 'oh' shape, as she stared at him. Then she shook her head, and spoke again. "You didn't know. You thought you were helping them, anyone with a heart would have done the same. And who knows? Maybe they still would have died. You don't know, and you can't know how things would have turned out. Don't let it trouble you, ok?"
Wolfe chuckled softly as he began to eat. She joined him, although she was staring at him curiously. Finally, she couldn't take it anymore. "What's so amusing?" she asked.
He shook his head. "It's… complicated to explain," he told her. She shrugged, and waved a paw around her.
"Not like I'm going anywhere anytime soon," she joked with a laugh, as Wolfe chuckled harder. Then he sighed, and shook his head again.
"Fine… if I'm honest, it's what you said. 'Anyone with a heart would have done the same.' That is what's amused me," he answered. She frowned at him.
"Why?" she queried.
He smiled grimly. "Because I guarantee you that I don't have one. If I ever did, it was lost a long time ago," he answered.
She stared at him, and he at her, for a long time. Finally, he looked down at the fire again, unable to meet her gaze for some reason.
'I will believe what I want to believe,' he suddenly heard her say in his head. He didn't make any outward signs of showing that he had heard her, instead choosing to stoke the fire.
"So that's Lura…, but what about Cordina? How did that happen?" Freya asked, breaking the silence that had stretched over them.
He grinned faintly. "Well, this is a fun story! It started when Duke sent her to hire me. He knew that I was, for lack of a better word, a slut, and figured an attractive female would give him the best possible deal with me. Apparently, he also told her to not actually romp with me. Merely flirt and tease. Well, needless to say, that didn't happen," he began, laughing quietly. Then he shook his head and continued. "Cordina and Lura both ended up being pregnant, via me, and Cordina asked me if she could claim me as a mate, along with Lura. I didn't have a problem with it, people talk about me anyway, and Lura didn't mind. So, when we reached the base, Lura and Cordina had both laid eggs. Cordina's parents uh… well, they didn't like that much. If I'm honest, that's probably why Duke hated me as much as he did. I fucked both his mate and his daughter before he could," he finished with a laugh. Freya laughed with him.
After a brief stint of much needed laughter, they returned to watching the fire and listening to the rain outside. Wolfe yawned hugely, shortly joined by Freya. They both shook their heads, and glanced at each other.
"Bed?" Wolfe asked.
"Bed," she agreed, nodding. He chuckled shortly, and crawled over where he had made their beds.
[POV: Gale]
Me and my big mouth, Gale thought as she ran through the pouring rain. 'Oh, I can find them! Yeah, I'll go back, shouldn't be too hard!' Ugh!
This was the fourth day of near constant rain. Everything was soaked, from the bushes to the trees to the ground. Everything. Her pretty, white fur was mud streaked, and she felt like her armor was going to rust off. So, Gale wasn't in the happiest of moods.
It didn't help that she had no clue where she was actually going. Her initial plan had been to go back to the cliff where they'd lost Wolfe and Freya, but that plan was thrown out the window when she ran into a group of Dark Army loyals. They were scouring that entire area to look for any of the 'traitors', as well as looking for Wolfe and the others who were sentenced to death. Like her.
Luckily, they hadn't noticed her. But, she had to backtrack quite a bit to be safe. Regardless, after that little run in, she was a lot more cautious. Since then, she hadn't seen anyone, either friend or foe. Which both relieved and worried her.
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LEMON WARNING: M/F Wolfe x Gale
[3rd Person POV]
"Perhaps a bit of mood setting fun is in order? It would be a pleasant way to pass the time, no?" Wolfe asked her questioningly. He felt her body shake in silent laughter as he hugged her into his chest. She squirmed against him for a moment, before popping her head free of his chest fur as she peered up at him.
"You just want to fuck me all the time, is that it?" she asked teasingly. He grinned down at her, and shrugged.
"I wouldn't mind that, but I suppose you're good for other things," he purred seductively, rubbing her shoulder with his tail. She murred softly, eyes half-lidded, before pulling away and swatting his nose with her paw, a playful glare in her eyes.
"So that's all I am to you then? An easy lay?" she asked accusingly. He blinked, and sneezed, before shaking his head with a gentle frown.
"No, I would say you're more of a sister that I would fuck from time to time…, actually, I'm not sure that that's any better," he explained, looking thoughtful.
Her glare deepened, though it was obvious that she was playing. "So I'm your sister then?"
He frowned more. "Uh…, well, when you say it like that, it sounds really bad. More like a step-sister than a full blood-, hey!" he suddenly exclaimed as she suddenly tackled him, laughing hysterically. The force of her jump knocked him onto his back, with her sitting on his stomach. She grinned down at him.
"Wolfe, shut-up. You're not making your case any better," she began, regaining her seductive gaze from earlier. She slowly moved her tails behind her, using them to stroke his sheath. She lowered her muzzle until it was almost touching his, as she gazed into his lust filled eyes. "So just sit back, relax, and let your little sister take care of you," she breathed, before closing the gap between their maws as she kissed him passionately.
She took the lead this time, lightly brushing his lips with her tongue. He opened his mouth, and she immediately entered it, exploring the by-now familiar cavern. As she did so, she slightly increased the pressure and speed of her tails, his member beginning to reveal itself to the fading light of the sun. She felt him moan softly into her mouth, as she stifled a grin.
Never been the one in control before… this is fun, she thought silently. She wrapped two of her tails around his steadily growing rod, stroking it gently with their soft fur. He moaned into her mouth again, and she felt him buck his hips softly into her tails embrace. She broke their kiss and sat up slightly, winking at him.
"No, none of that now Mister," she told him teasingly, pressing her right forepaw into his chest. He pouted up at her.
"Please?" he asked, quivering his lower lip slightly for effect. She beamed and shook her head, winking at him again. Her tails began to tighten and speed up, as she moved two more down his stomach and towards his testicles, where she began to play with them, stimulating him even more. He groaned, and began to pant.
Slowly, Gale leaned her muzzle down towards him again, letting her breath wash over his mouth. "My big brother needs to relax, and let me take care of him. After all, what kind of sister would I be if I made you do all the work?" she purred seductively to him. He whined, and bucked his hips once more, before growing still. She grinned. "Good boy, make sister proud now," she breathed, and closed the gap between their maws once more.
Wolfe moaned into her maw, seriously enjoying her actions. She parted his mouth once more, even as he felt her tails' efforts pick up. He watched as she closed her gorgeous eyes, before he too closed his, letting the sensations take over.
Gale grinned as she felt him put more effort into their kiss. She pressed into him harder, this time with him having his head forced into the dirt. She was a little surprised that he didn't fight her as much as she'd expected. She added a third tail to his shaft, this one running up and down his shaft as the others tugged and pulled at it. She let out a slight moan of desire as she felt that he was at full mast, barring his knot, which was slowly beginning to develop.
She guided her third tail down his member once more, wrapping it around the base of it, just above his sheath. Gently, she began to snake the tip of her tail lower, prying the skin that was his sheath away from the throbbing flesh of his cock. She heard his moaning increase as her tail ventured where nothing had been before, as she expertly guided it over his developing knot. She wrapped her tail around the rod just behind it, and squeezed gently. Wolfe moaned once more, and bucked his hips upwards. She gripped his member tightly with her two tails that were stroking it, and slowly began to tug, along with the tail currently enveloped in his sheath. She felt her prize begin to obey her forceful tugging, as it was brought out of its lair early, her third tail not far behind it.
He moaned louder, panting hard as he felt his knot prematurely grace the air with its presence. Gale chuckled, and broke of their kiss as she began to stroke his whole rod, knot now included, with her tails. She sat back and grinned at him.
"Is my favorite sibling enjoying his sister's actions?" she asked. He nodded breathlessly, unable to speak. The white vulpix tutted softly, shaking her head. "Naughty brother, taking advantage of his poor sister. What would our parents say I wonder?"
He whined, and bucked his hips once more. She knew he was getting close, and he knew it too. She grinned, and then frowned slightly as a thought crossed her mind. My armor… he likes me with it off…
She felt a brief glint of determination fill her. I don't have to worry about Devon anymore…, she thought. She grinned down at the dominate umbreon below her, before putting on a teasing frown. "You know…, this gets kinda heavy sometimes… almost makes me want to just…," she trailed off, and turned her head to look down her back at her armor, locating its clasps. She deftly reached for one with her rear paw, and expertly undid it. The she reached across with a front paw, and undid the front clasp. Finally, she stretched her head around her back, and unclipped the final clasp with her teeth. Then she paused and turned back towards Wolfe, who was gazing at her intently.
"Should I continue?" she asked innocently. He growled huskily, and nodded slowly. Gale grinned at him wickedly. "Well, I suppose…," she said, before removing her tails from his rod and balls, and wrapped them around the edges of her armor. She ignored Wolfe's needy whine, and tugged sharply, releasing the armor from its grip on her. Then she used her tails and tossed them to the side, and turned to look back at the umbreon, who gave a low growl of approval.
She pressed her bare stomach against his, enjoying the sensation of her fur against his. She winked at him once more, and kissed him sweetly, which he returned eagerly. She felt him shift his rear, and grinned slightly, guessing his intentions.
Her guess was confirmed as she felt his tip press into her backside. Just as it found its way to her cunt, and she felt it press into her slightly, she broke off their kiss and sat on his stomach once more, removing all contact from their two intimate areas. He whined again, as she put on a thoughtful look once more.
"Oh my, did I stop pleasuring my dear brother? Right as he was about to orgasm as well…, what a terrible sister I am…, I suppose I have to make it up to you, now don't I?" she asked curiously. He frowned at her, before grinning slightly.
"Oh, I think I could be persuaded to forgive you," he replied smoothly. She winked at him once more, and slid down his body, making sure that her slit, stomach and chest rubbed across his shaft as she did so. He moaned out his approval, and she felt a spurt of pre wet her chest slightly. She paused when her hind legs reached the ground, leaving her head to head with his cock.
"I suppose this would be a good place to start, don't you think?" she asked him sweetly, as she ran her muzzle down the side of his shaft. She didn't give him a chance to answer, and returned her muzzle to the base of his manhood. She tilted her head to the side, and locked eyes with him, before placing her tongue below his knot. She then began to lick it from hilt to tip, never breaking eye contact with him. She saw him jet more pre from his tip, and winked at him.
Once she had reached his tip, she paused with her tongue out, floating just above it. She grinned, and then slowly began to envelope him in her maw.
Wolfe moaned loudly as he felt his member enter her warm and wet mouth. When a third of it had disappeared into her maw, he felt his tip prod the back of her throat. There she paused, and he felt her begin to stroke the underside of it with her tongue. She pulled her head back till just his tip remained in her mouth, and then shifted herself, arching her back. She then lowered her head downward. This time, however, he didn't reach the back of her mouth. Instead, he suddenly felt the passage he was penetrating get much tighter, and much warmer.
She continued to lower herself till her lips her against his knot, his entire shaft either in her mouth or her throat. He groaned, but resisted the urge to buck his hips, not wanting to hurt her. He knew he was very deep inside of her, and any further might be too much. He watched and felt as she began to raise and lower her head on his cock, his tip never leaving her throat. He felt her throat constrict and expand as it was forced to deal with a foreign intruder that would not reach her stomach.
She slowly began to pick up her pace, swallowing around his shaft. Wolfe moaned continuously, enjoying the pleasure he received as she used his member to throat-fuck herself. When she reached as fast as she could in her current position and location, she paused her motions and swung herself around, landing with her paws on Wolfe's chest and stomach. Then she picked up where she had left off, though this time she was able to put her whole body behind her thrusts as she deep-throated him.
Wolfe growled low and deep at the view he was suddenly treated with, admiring her swollen cunt and tailhole. So nice of her to have her tails raised, he thought. He felt his desire overtake his inhibitions, and he began to hump into her willing maw, causing the speed to double at which her throat was fucked. He thought he heard her gag once, but it was too quiet for him to be sure.
Gale forced herself down his cock as fast as she could, all of the pre entering her throat going straight to her stomach. She admittedly enjoyed the feel of it so deep inside of her. She put her tongue to work as well, wrapping it around the shaft in her mouth. She sucked hard, continuously, wanting to bring him to orgasm as quickly as possible. She knew her tail-play earlier had brought him close to going over the edge, so now it was just a matter of time. This is fun…, but I know there's even greater fun to cum, she thought, giggling slightly at her internal joke.
She felt yet more pre spurt deep inside of her, and knew he was close. Wolfe, knowing he was close as well, decided to try and make this experience last as long as possible. He eyed her tailhole once more, an idea flashing across his mind. Well, if ever there was a distraction…, he thought, before leaning his head forward and pressing his muzzle to her anus.
She let out a muffled squeak as she felt him begin to explore her tightest hole with his tongue, before shrugging it off and redoubling her efforts to make him climax even as she felt the pleasure of his own oral treatments. She felt his tongue penetrate her, sending a shock through her body. The shock quickly turned to pleasure as his expert tongue explored her tailhole.
Oh shit, Wolfe thought hazily as he felt his climax begin to reach its peak, despite his efforts to hold it back. He began to hump into her mouth wildly, a clear sign to her as well that he had reached his limit for round one.
She felt a strong wave of arousal flood her system as he began to climax, sending a stream of his seed directly into her stomach. As he came, she pulled her head off his shaft quickly, feeling another spurt fill her maw. Still he came, even as she removed his tip from her mouth. She felt him being to ejaculate on her face and muzzle, closing her right eye as his spunk hit it. She moaned in approval, and opened her maw to catch what she could, feeling his next spurt land on her tongue. She quickly captured his tip in her maw, letting the rest of his load fill her mouth. She moaned her approval again, rubbing his shaft with her paw to milk him as best she could.
"Holy fuck~," Wolfe gasped out as she pulled away from him again, causing the last of his orgasm to cover even more of her attractive face. Gale turned around to face him, letting him see what he accomplished, and he immediately jettisoned yet more seed onto her rear. She gazed at him lustfully out of her one eye, her tails waving behind her. She blinked at him, though he guessed it was meant to be a wink, and then gulped audibly, before opening her mouth wide to show him she had swallowed like a good girl.
He leaned his head forward and kissed her passionately, which she returned just as passionately. He then broke away and gazed at her in awe, as she sent her tongue to clean her lips. Then she raised a paw and rubbed the eye that was currently shut clear of any semen.
"Gale, that is without a doubt the most attractive thing I've seen in a long time," Wolfe told her honestly. She winked at him again, this time clear that she was winking, and giggled.
"Does my handsome brother enjoy seeing his little sister covered in his load?" she asked coyly. Wolfe grinned at her.
"Oh he most certainly does," he breathed, before kissing her again. He felt her giggle, before she broke it off once more. Then she turned back around and hopped off him, before casually presenting herself to him. She shook her rear at him teasingly.
"Is my brother going to fuck his sister's tight ass now?" she asked sweetly. "She wants another load in there, and it wouldn't be fair if she didn't get her treat."
Wolfe's eyes narrowed as his arousal came back in full force, his cock stiffening once more. He leaped to his feet quickly, and approached her raised rear. Upon reaching her, he stopped and placed a paw on her rump, rubbing it gently.
"Is my sexy little sister asking me what I think she is?" he asked hopefully, playing along.
She beamed at him, closing her eyes and wiggling her rear again. "Oh, I don't know…, I just think that having my brother fuck me anally will be much more pleasurable than having him fuck me orally," she replied.
Wolfe's eyes immediately lit up. "Oh, you naughty little vixen. So you did enjoy that last romp, now didn't you?" he teased. She shrugged with a grin, and swatted him with her tails.
"If my brother doesn't get on with it, I might just withdraw my offer," she said haughtily. He quickly shook his head, and then reared up and mounted her.
"Now, now sis…, that won't be necessary at all. But, I feel like I should warn you… we don't have a proper lube right now, so it will-," she cut him off by bumping her rear against his crotch.
"Less, talk, more, incest," she ordered, glaring at him and emphasizing each word with another bump to his crotch. He chuckled at her, and grinned.
"As my sister commands, but don't say I didn't warn you," he told her. He pressed his tip against her puckered anal ring, and found himself grateful that he had lubed her up a bit earlier. Then he pressed himself forward and entered into that incredible tightness that he had only once before. He heard Gale squeak softly, and paused. She turned her head back to glare at him.
"I guess sister has to do everything around here, doesn't she?" she asked accusingly, before slamming herself back into him, taking his cock up her ass as far as she could. Wolfe moaned as she pulled herself forward, sliding along his shaft as she did so. Then she slammed herself back onto it, further this time. She started to slide forward on it, this time moaning loudly as she did so. When she forced her body backwards again, Wolfe humped into her as well, hilting himself inside of her anus. She moaned louder, almost a scream of pleasure, before he started to hump in and out of her.
"Big brother has it from here," he told her huskily. She nodded, and whined her approval. Taking that as what it was, he concentrated solely on fucking her tailhole.
It was heavenly to him. He could feel the intense tightness of her anus, followed by the intense heat and pressure of her interior. Moaning loudly, he continued to thrust into her forcefully, rocking her body forward with each thrust. Gale soon recovered, and began to thrust herself back into him as he humped forward, each thrust progressively smoother than the last as his pre-cum did its job and lubed her and his shaft, until soon he was sliding into her as smoothly as if he were fucking her pussy.
He leaned his head forward until it was next to her bobbing head, a glazed look in her eyes as she felt her pleasure increase with ever thrust. "I don't- know if- you know this- but this- is my- favorite- way to- have sex," he gasped out into her ear. She turned her head to look at him.
"I can- tell," she replied. He didn't bother responding with words, instead capturing her maw with his as he kissed her, each filling the others mouths with their pants and gasps for breath as he redoubled his humping. He felt Gale clench around his shaft, slowing his thrusting slightly, before he felt her body begin to spasm as she climaxed.
He pulled away from her maw to let her breathe freely, instead using his muzzle to bite into the scruff of her neck to grip her better, digging his claws into her sides as well. As she stood locked in the throes of her orgasm, he used his better purchase to act for her, rutting her ass to try and extend the life of her climax as best he could.
Her spasms finally decreased, and soon she returned to participating instead of being used as a pleasure toy, rocking back in time with his thrusts. He continued to plunge into her smooth interior, though he knew he wouldn't be able to last as long as he might have had she not done such a damn good job of turning him on.
He released his grip on her scruff and let his head hang down next to hers both of them panting and moaning in unison. He turned his head slightly to admire her cum covered face as she turned to look at him as well, her gorgeous purple eyes meeting his own. He saw a question in them, but ignored it, instead kissing her again.
"I'm- not going- to last much- longer Gale," he moaned out when they broke apart. She grinned at him faintly, and, with his next thrust forward, forced herself back as hard as she could, until his knot reached her anal ring. She began to rub back against him, pausing his movements, and he guessed at what she wanted. He began to grind his knot into her asshole, feeling it force the tight muscle open. With both of them working to get it inside of her, they both felt it slowly enter. When it was just about halfway in, they both thrust into eachother as hard as they could, and suddenly the knot was in, and Gale felt her tailhole being filled with his seed, as his mouth was placed over hers once more.
They moaned into eachother, both filled with bliss, and the vulpix filled with his spunk. They remained locked in that position as he continued to fill her, until they finally split apart, both out of breath. Gale caught hers before Wolfe, as he was still filling her completely, and he looked slightly worn out. She giggled at him, wiggling her rear once more and stimulating his knot. This, of course, just caused his output to increase.
"Am I wearing my big brother out?" she asked him sweetly. "That's a shame… I expected another round from my stud of a sibling. I wonder what his poor sister has to do to get a male to satisfy her?"
He glared at her. "I am not out yet, thank you very much. If my sister wants to be fucked unconscious, then I'll fuck her unconscious," he retorted. She grinned at him, and licked his nose.
"So now I guess I wait? I don't think you filled your sister's ass up enough. I think you need to go again," she teased. He simply glared at her, and remained silent.
They remained tied for longer than either expected. As she finally began to feel his knot begin to shrink, Gale looked up at the sky to see the stars above them. "I think we should be done actually," she said. "It's getting late, and if you want to mark me, shouldn't it be soon?"
Wolfe humped into her ass one more time, chuckling as he felt his softening prick stiffen once more. Nothing like being inside of a tight ass to turn me on, he thought, before answering her. "No hon, we have a while yet before I can mark you. The moon has to be up, and the higher it is, the better," he told her, humping into her once more, causing her to moan.
She looked back up at the stars thoughtfully. "Well, I suppose we could go one more round…," she said hesitantly, before turning to wink at him. "If my sexy brother can handle it that is," she teased.
He glared at her. "Oh, I can handle it alright. The question is…," he paused as he finally pulled his entire member out of her tailhole. He lowered his stance a little, aiming lower than her anus. "Can you?" he asked, before thrusting into her pussy as hard as he could. She immediately let out a gasp, and moaned loudly.
Not giving her time to adjust, he began to hump into her steadily, enjoying the wonderful pleasure of her cunt as she struggled to regain her stature. As she felt him fuck her pussy, Gale felt a jolt of unease flow through her. I'm in the middle of my season… I really shouldn't let him fuck me there… it would be an immensely bad idea to get kits, especially from him. He already has two mates, he wouldn't have the time to help me out with my litter. I should really have him stop now… but oh Arceus he feels amazing, she thought, moaning loudly. I'll just make sure he pulls out in time… although that didn't work out so well last time… oh, fuck.
She didn't voice any of her concerns, instead she turned her head to look at the handsome 'mon that was filling her cunt. She gazed at him with her lidded gaze. "Ooh, you're naughty, boy. Just couldn't help yourself, had to fuck your sister where it actually counts," she cooed. He grinned at her, and winked. Then he kissed her again briefly.
"Of course I had to, it's hard to resist such a sexy hole," he said with a wink. She giggled and closed her eyes, savoring the pleasure of being filled like she was. She did as she had before, knocking her rear against his crotch in time with his thrusts.
Gale began to moan and coo softly, though they were steadily rising in tone. Wolfe moaned as well, though not as loudly as her. Oh, she's so wonderfully tight, he thought, increasing his pace. He felt her walls begin to quiver against him again, and grinned as he knew she was reaching another orgasm. Judging the feel and sound of it, he knew this would be a good one.
However, he also knew his own climax was building, as he could feel that familiar tightness and pressure in his balls. Last one, he thought, still not fully recovered from his overexertion days earlier. He picked up his pace, doing his best to give her the best climax he could. The silky tightness and smoothness that made up her pussy walls were enough to make any red blooded male go crazy with lust and need. He counted himself lucky that he was able to win such a feeling.
Finally it reached the point where neither of them could take the pressure or pleasure anymore. Gale howled as she reached her peak, any other thought driven from her mind as she was wracked with pleasure. She scarcely noticed when the male fucking her began to grind something large against her slit, though the pleasure she received from him forcing it into her was registered somewhere in the back of her mind. She was about to come down from her high, when she suddenly felt an incredibly hot and thick load spurt inside of her, coating her walls and filling her womb with its incredible amount. Her own climax seemed to increase again, as she peaked once more.
Wolfe groaned loudly as he began to pump his seed into her. "Oh, Gale~," he moaned. He pushed himself into her further, feeling himself pump load after load deep inside of her. He continued for much longer than he had previously, which surprised him. He hadn't realized he was enjoying it so much. He filled her for almost a minute, before he finally felt the last ejection of his sperm enter her. Then he relaxed, letting his body rest on hers for a moment, not realizing that they were both on the ground.
"You are something else Gale," he told her breathlessly. He heard and felt her giggle softly, though to him it sounded slightly forced. He chocked it up to her being worn out like him.
"Oh, you are very naughty brother. Cumming inside your sister's pussy? What would our father say?" she asked teasingly.
He groaned, before chuckling again. "Probably good boy," he replied.
They both laughed for a while, enjoying their combined pleasure. "Wolfe?" Gale asked after some time had passed.
"Yes?" he asked back.
She seemed to hesitate for a minute, before sighing and shaking her head. "Never mind, it's not important," she replied. He frowned down at her, and then shrugged. He felt his knot begin to decrease, though he didn't pull out quite yet. He waited until it was fully gone, not willing to bring himself to move yet. Once his member began to soften, he stood up with it sliding out of her.
"I suppose it's time," he told her, as he waited for her to get to her feet.
LEMON END
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