Chapter 17
After that last night incident, I woke up in the morning feeling nothing but guilt and anxiety. And those emotions were hitting me strong. I stare at the ceiling, and take in a deep breath. "I need to tell Quil. This can't go unheard of. My first relationship, and all this happens… I'm a wreck." I sigh and sit up in the couch. Then I see Lucario staring at me from across the coffee table, his arms crossed with a stern, parental look in his face. "What?"
"You meant what you said, right? You'll tell him?"
"Yes, Lucario. I have to."
"I told you all the guilt will just make you feel worse. You can't keep on with this crap, Ethan."
"Yeah, I know… You don't have to explain."
"Well get to it. This is your last chance from me. If you don't tell him, I will. And that would make things a whole lot worse." I nod slowly, and sigh. Wait, he's telling me about all this stuff, and knows how I feel… Has he been watching me? Before I can turn back to him and say something, he walks off to the backyard, and starts helping Lurantis. I really hope he hasn't been watching what's been going on.
I sigh again and sit up in the couch. I head up into my room, and look at the doorknob. I can see a slight tremble in my hand as I reach for it. I have a right to be scared, with all this, I could have just ended my relationship. I swallow my fears and anxieties, and opened the door. "Quil, are you awake…?"
"Oh, Ethan, there you are!" He was putting on a nice cyan T-shirt that complemented his green hood. Good thing too, cyan is my favorite color. He walked up to me, and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I tried to look as happy as I can be, but I couldn't. I didn't even know I could feel this awful. "Quil, I have to tell you the truth."
"Lemme guess, you're a cop?" He chuckles and smiles at me, rustling his hand through my hair.
"No, not that. I haven't been completely honest with you." I begin stuttering, and sit down on my bed. He gives me a concerned look and comes right to me, with his the feathers on his fingers caressing my back. "What do you mean…?"
"Quil, I have to admit… I… Before all this, I gave Swampert a blowjob… Salazzle made me have sex with her, and Skylar sucked me off… And I couldn't feel more ashamed about it…" I look up at him with nothing but sadness and desperation in my eyes. His worried expression turned into something that just boosted my anxious emotions. He was fuming. His eyelids had formed a devastating shape which terrified every fiber of my being. "Y-you… You did what?" All I did was stare at him as he stood up from the bed. "So let me get this straight. As we started dating, being finally together, you went off and did all that behind my back?!" My voice started to break as I tried to defend myself.
"S-Swampert was before you and I, I needed it to boost my confidence!"
"Oh, so it was BEFORE?!"
"N-no, Quil, you don't get it, I was already insecure about being Bi, please, understand..!"
"And what about my insecurities, Ethan? I'm not all muscle and big dick, I have a heart too, I have things I'm afraid of!"
"Quil, I..-"
"No, Ethan, listen to me. All this, this can't be happening. I forgive you, so just… Don't let it happen again." He sat back down, and sighed. Silence filled the room as I sat there quietly sobbing. "Listen, I don't want to seem rough, or something that can be considered unhealthy, just… I get jealous, I get scared and… Look, I'm sorry for yelling." I nod and lie my head on his shoulder, crying softly on him. "Hey, it's okay… I'm sorry…"
"I-It's okay… I won't do it again…"
"Actually, in order to prove I trust you, I won't mind… You go ahead and do whatever you want." I look up at him, and he wipes my tears away.
"R-really…?"
"Yes, Ethan. I trust you, and you have my permission."
"I-I'll try not to get too active, but thank you for understanding…"
"I mean, in all seriousness, the rest of the team is anthropomorphic. They all love you, after all." So it is love and romance that turns Pokémon into more human-like forms… So that means everyone has a crush on me? "So, hey, if they want you, they want you. But hey, you belong to me, right?" Quil asked in a low, flirtatious voice. I couldn't help but let out a small chuckle and nod. "So hey, no hard feelings, hun. Get out there and be you." Then he kisses my cheek again, and my anxieties, fears, and insecurities seem to melt away.
"Thank you, Quil… I love you so much…"
"I love you more, Ethan. And I won't stop, I promise you."
"Awesome…"
"So, have you got a busy day today, handsome?"
"I guess so. Do I need permission to go out and hug the rest?" He laughs and shakes his head.
"You're adorable, Ethan. Of course not, go on, tell them you love 'em too." I nod and get up, giving him a kiss on his forehead while I head out of the room. Now I've felt true relief. Guess I really exaggerated some things about this. Now, where is Raichu… "Downstairs, dude!" Of course. I make my way to the couch, and look around. She sits down by me, and smiles. "So, how'd i-"
Before another word escapes her mouth, I give her a loving embrace. Raichu gives me a nervous chuckle and a pat on the back. "Erm, dude? You good?"
"Yeah, just wanted to say thank you. For the advice you've given me, for other things and… For being along on the ride. I couldn't ask for a better Raichu." She went as silent as a mouse. Then her grip tightens on me as she rests her chin on my shoulder. "Wow, Ethan… That was new, but thanks, I needed that." I pull back and nod.
"Now, have you seen Swampert?"
"Taking a two hour shower, as always." I stifle a chuckle, and nod, heading back to the upstairs bathroom. I knock on the door. "Who's knocking during my shower? You all know I'm very sensitive during showers!"
"It's Ethan! Can I come in?"
"Oh, sure, come in, Ethan." And with that, I enter the bathroom. I see his naked silhouette through the shower curtain, which surprisingly enough, doesn't faze me. I sit on the toilet, and sigh. "Hey, Swampert, how fast can you dry off?"
"Relatively fast. Ground types do that. We absorb water. It's what makes us weak to water types. Well, except for me." He lets out a confident chuckle.
"Then can I give you a quick hug? You deserve some recognition today. And every day." I chuckle too, and sigh. A moment of quiet brushes past as the water stops hitting the bath. He comes out of the shower, and tilts his head. And he was right, he's already dry. "What's gotten into you this morning?" I go in for another tender hug, and smile.
"Nothing. Just know that I think you're an incredible Swampert, who deserves more than what you think you do. And thanks for the confident booster." He chuckles gently, and gives me an equally loving embrace.
The day went on as I thought it would. Everyone became much happier after I showed how much I cared for them. Even Nokto somehow smiled when I gave him his share of good feelings. Surprising as it was, he still is going through his small depression over leaving his first trainer, but I digress. Later, I lie in bed while Quil keeps trying on clothes beside me. "Hey, what looks good on me?"
"Nothing, no clothes." I say without hesitation.
"Oh, har har, perv."
"Hey, we're lovers, I can say that!" He chuckles and puts on a purple T-shirt.
"Fair, fair." Then, a nice blue and black plaid flannel.
"Wow, those colors really compliment you, Hun."
"You think so?" I nod, get up, and start brushing off his flannel.
"Yup. You just have to know how to present yourself in this kind of style. Like this…" I fix up his collar, pat away any excess lint, straighten his flannel and the shirt. I nod, and give him a thumbs up. "Just like that!" He gives me an adorable smile and sits down on the bed. "But you know, jeans would pair great, not some tight green boxers."
"Oh, hush, and sit. I wanna talk about something."
"Oh? And what might that be?" Now he has my attention. I plop myself right next to him while he smirks at me. Well, that's a familiar look, what's he thinking about? "Tell me, what are your fetishes, hm?" Now that came out of left field…
"M-my fetishes? U-um…" Great, I'm beginning to feel nervous again. My cheeks turn a bit red while I scratch the back of my head.
"Well, uh… I like blowjobs and… Uh, big butts, and…"
"Oh, Ethan, come on. The weird stuff" I sigh loudly.
"O-okay, okay. I'm into a little bit of bondage, and… I do like smacking some ass, or hot-dogging… Fuck, what else… Oh, when someone licks or sucks on balls during a blowjob, that's something I like a lot. Maybe into doing it too…" All Quil does is nod while he has a big and devious grin on his face. "I also like… Hm… Leashes. And… Fuck, okay, rough sex..." And then I shut myself up.
"A-and I think that's it!"
"You sir, are one kinky-"
"And mouth fucking." Out of all the things I've said just subconsciously, that had to be the last. Quil laughs it off, and gives me a satisfied look.
"Good to know, dear."
"Well, what about you?"
"Pretty much all the stuff you like." Now that's a real surprise.
"With all the porn you watched after you turned 15, I guess I watched it with you. In a sense, heh..."
"And you call me the kinky one.
"Oh, hush. Now, when will be the day where we act out our fantasies?" He said, biting the bottom part of his beak.
"Tomorrow." Then his smile disappears.
"Aw, what…?"
"Today has been an emotional day, my love. Right now, all I want to do is cuddle, and just experience your warmth and love." And his smile returns. Damm, aren't I just a love boat? He nods and takes off the flannel, while lying back down. He opens his wings to me, and gestures for me to lie right next to him. I do so, and there he goes, enveloping me in his wings. And thus, I felt my true happiness spring forth again. I'm glad I took this route rather than the sexy route… Even though I'll eventually get to it soon. I'll cross that bridge when I get there. We share one goodnight kiss, and begin drifting off into a deep sleep, while I stay curled up in his loving wings.