Chapter 8

After staying up so late with Swampert, I struggled to get up. Looking out the window, today seemed like it was going to be a cloudy day. Good thing too. I'm not a fan of hot days. I stood up and stretched to get the blood flowing, and I hear footsteps coming up the stairs. I look over, and it's Quil, coming into my room. "Morning, Ethan! How'd you sleep?" I rubbed my eyes. "I'm still a bit tired… I didn't have much sleep last night."

"Really? You feeling okay, Ethan?"

"Little bit of a nightmare, really. Nothing to worry about."

"Ah, okay. What was the dream about?" Then I was immediately reminded of Swampert and me last night. I probably shouldn't say anything about that...

"I don't really remember. But I do remember swimming through murky waters..."

"Strange. Wonder what the could mean..." He shrugged and smiled. Walking over to my bed, he sat down on the very edge again. "Hey, care to help with breakfast?"

"O-oh, yeah, of course, Quil."

He helped me up from my bed, and I followed him into the kitchen. He was looking in the cabinets for something. "How about this time, I make you breakfast?" Quil asked.

"Oh, yes, please! That's super considerate of you. Think you could cook me up one of those sausage biscuits?"

"The frozen ones?"

"Yeah! Those are my favorites, after all."

"Think I could make myself one?" He heads to the fridge and opens the freezer.

"Wait, you want one? I thought you didn't like those." He grabs the box of frozen breakfast sandwiches.

"Well, if you like them so much, it wouldn't be much to try and enjoy them with you, right?" He gave me one of his trademark soft smiles. My face flushed just at the sight of him smiling.

"Heh, that's really sweet of you." He chuckles and starts taking the biscuits out of the packaging.

"So, Quil, I was thinking… Maybe later you'd like to go out and take a walk with me? Throughout Hau'oli city?"

"Oh, yeah, Ethan! It sounds like a blast. I could use a walk in the sun." he says as he puts the sandwiches in the microwave.

"You sure you don't need a nap though? You still look kind of tired."

"Oh, no it's fine, Quil. After breakfast, we'll go."

"Alright. After breakfast it is then." The microwave beeps, and he opens it up. The two sandwiches were steaming, so he takes them out. I take a huge whiff, and I sigh. "I don't understand how you don't like those. They're delicious!"

"Honestly, the meat just doesn't taste natural to me. That, or they're not packaged right. I don't know." He sets the plate down on the table. He takes his sandwich, and I take mine. I take a huge bite and start chewing happily. I look at Quil, and he's looking at his sandwich. It looks like he's struggling to take a bite. With my mouth full, I ask, "Mmm-Quil? If you want, I can eat it if you don't want it."

"No, it's cool, Ethan. I can handle it." He takes a similar-sized bite to mine and starts to chew. He struggles to swallow. "A-actually, never mind. You can have the rest, Ethan."

"Thanks!" He reaches over to me, handing me the sandwich. Just as he does, a foul stench hits me hard. I reflexively bounce back and cover my nose. "Ethan? Is something wrong?"

"Um, n-not to complain or anything, but do Decidueye's usually get body odor…?"

"B-body odor?!" His eyes widen, and his face starts flushing into a deep shade of red. "I-I'm so sorry! I-I'm going to go shower! Be right back!" Quil the quickly bolts out of the kitchen, stumbles through the living room, and into my room. As I finish the second sandwich, I shout, "Your clothes are in the top drawer, Quil!"
"I KNOW!" I hear another door shut, and then another. With that, he's in the bathroom now. I guess that anthropomorphic evolution really does give him a lot of human attributes.

After a couple of minutes, I walk out of the kitchen, still yawning. Before I can sit down on the couch, Quil calls out to me from the bathroom. "ETHAN! WHERE'S THAT SPECIAL PLUMAGE SHAMPOO YOU USED ON ME?!" I groan and roll my eyes.

"Give me a second, Quil! Be right up!" I practically haul myself up the stairs and arrive at the bathroom door. I knock on it and sigh. "Come in!" Without hesitation, I open the door and walk right in. I can see Quil's naked silhouette right through the shower curtain. My face turns slightly red again before I ask him, "S-so, special shampoo? You sure it isn't in there with you?" He then reveals his wing from behind the curtain, showing a bottle of pink and expensive shampoo. "All of these say hair products, smart guy."

"Okay, I get it, now put your wing back in, you're dripping all over the floor." He does so, and I look under the bathroom sink. Opening the cabinets, I begin my thorough search. All it is, is extra soap, cleaning products, and a plunger. I shake my head and stand up. I look through the mirror cabinet. Ah-ha! Found it, a blue bottle with a picture of a very shiny Pidgeott on it. "There we are! Plumage conditioner and soap!"
"Cool, now could you hand it over, please?"

I start looking at the products and ingredients used in the shampoo, walking toward the bath. Woah, it even uses that oil Minccino and Cinccino use to groom themselves. "Hey, Quil, did yooOU KNOW?!-"

I had managed to slip on the very little puddle Quil created when he extended his wing out of the shower. In a panic, I grab the shower curtain and incidentally rip them off from the ceiling. Before anything else, Quil crouched over and tried to help me up. "Woah, Ethan! You okay? Can't have you get knocked out again." I set my hand on my head, and groan. "Y-yeah, just fi-"

Then I caught a glimpse of his crotch. What I saw that day was true, and Swampert wasn't lying. Quil was… Big… And all of it just dangling there in the open… I couldn't stop staring at it… Then I felt a warm liquid drip from my nose. "E-Ethan! Your nose is bleeding!"

"H-huh? W-what? IT IS?!" As quick as I could, I covered up my nose and my face starts reaching new shades of red that shouldn't be possible. I just stare at Quil and run out of the bathroom in pure shame and embarrassment. I shut the door behind me, and run immediately to the kitchen, where I grabbed a napkin and stuffed it up my nose. "Th-that'll stop it entirely…" And before I had even realized it, Salazzle was standing right in front of me, her hand on her hip. How long has she been there? She licks her lips and smiles. "Um, you okay, Salazzle? Want something?"

"Oh, 'Want' is such a weak word… Right now, it's a need." She then makes a move and presses her body against me. Her warm chest against mine somehow makes my face redder and redder than ever before. "H-hey Salazzle, calm down… No need to get touchy-feely…"
"Oh, but that's exactly what I need, Ethan. I need you, and your tasty shaft inside of me." I felt her hand immediately cup and squeeze at my unmentionables. Until then, I softly pushed her away and sighed. "L-listen, Salazzle. Now's not the best time to start all of… This… I need a moment to just clear my head over all that's been happening." I scurry off into my room. As I do, I hear her yell. "Oh, c'mon! At least catch me a male Salandit or two! I HAVE NEEDS!" I didn't answer back and just fell back onto my bed. I sigh and stare at the ceiling. Why is this all happening? First I slip and reveal Quil naked in front of me, my nose starts bleeding from pure arousal alone, I gave Swampert of all people my first blowjob, and now Salazzle wants a piece of me? What's going to happen next, is Lucario going to reveal some kind of secret feelings to me?

As I keep myself trapped in my own thoughts, I hear a knock at my door. "Ethan, open it up, it's Lucario." PLEASE tell me I didn't get what I just thought right. Hesitantly, I said, "C-come in…" He opens the door and looks at me with an expression of parental concern. I raise an eyebrow and sit up on my bed. "What's wrong, bud?"

"I heard what happened with you and Swampert. He told me everything."
"W-WHAT?!" Just strike me down at this point, this is all starting to be too much… He sighs and shakes his head.
"You need to tell Quil what you did with Swampert last night."
"L-Lucario, you don't understa-"
"Ethan, listen to me. If you really want your relationship to work, you need to be honest and open with him. Not to mention you need to tell Swampert about how he needs to keep his mouth shut. Before any problems turn up." I shook my head, beginning to feel anxious.

"N-no, it's… It was nothing, just to gain confidence. He doesn't need to know…" Lucario just sighs again and looks at the ceiling.

"Fair enough. Just don't come crying to me when shit goes down, Ethan. Don't say I didn't warn you. Just please be careful." He gets up and walks to the door of my room. Before he leaves, he turns his head and looks toward me. "And if you're going to go out, take warm clothing. It might start raining later, and I don't want either of you sick." Then, he walks out. Geez, when did he turn into such a fatherly figure? Not to mention he just made my anxieties and insecurities worse. And I can't seem to figure something out in my head. What do I do…? I feel like I need to keep my mouth shut about it… But I can't shake off the feeling that something is going to go wrong down the road. I stare at the ceiling, with a somber expression. My thoughts then go quiet.

Minutes pass, and Quil walks through the door, not wearing his hoodie. He's also wearing a tight, white T-shirt, showing the outline of his body. Along with some ripped jeans. Damn, he looks stylish… "Ready to go, Ethan?" He notices my saddened demeanor and walks over to me. "You okay, Ethan?"

"Quil, there's… Um… Can I tell you something...?"
"Oh, go ahead. You can tell me anything." My heart started going faster, while I could even hear my own breath start to fail. I was feeling anxious beyond belief. I couldn't do it. I just shut my mouth, and sigh. "It's nothing… Let me just get dressed, and we can go."

"You sure?"
"Yeah, Quil… Nothing to worry about."
"If you say so. Come on then, get up."