In lu of having an author's note longer than the chapter, I'm skipping it and going directly into the story. Enjoy.

Chapter 05: My Lover

The condition of the air was much more pleasant after I left mother to her brooding. I attributed it to the lack of trees that I could not breathe in the damp chamber that lead up to mother's den. The very idea that I may have been scared of what had transpired if I stayed was laughable. I had never been afraid, ever, and I was not going to begin feeling such pitiful feelings now.

All I needed was some fresh air and a few hundred paces to clear my head. I materialized in the core, more specifically an area a considerable distance from where I sensed Lucario. Though normally did not like walking when I could help it I figured the scroll would help me clear my head. In truth I did enjoy the walk. The scenery inside of the tree was a place that beasts who lived outside could only dream of; a place only inhabited by Pokemon. There was no sign of pollution or human intervention here. It reminded me of my former home in Purity Canyon …

Snap, from a berry being torn off a branch. Before I had a chance to investigate I came within seconds of having that berry bounce against my temple. I raised my hand just enough to release a weak psychic pulse, stopping it, and then adjusting the hand to catch when I released it from my hold.

I heard another voice cut through my thoughts. The very idea of someone piercing my mind in my state made me tense, but the voice and its owner were not threatening. " I suppose it would kill you not to use your powers for once. "

My retort came quickly. " I may die a little inside, yes. " And I smirked knowing that it would cause him to do the same. I didn't need my powers to know that. Just call it a feeling.

A short walk brought me through a patch of bushes that were thankfully not thorny, and close to where the voice came from. Lucario stood in the shadow of an ancient willow tree. Seeing the cores and remains of eaten fruits and berries around his feet was a relieving sign, but I wouldn't know if they were his until I moved closer.

The fighter was my fighter regardless of what mother thought. The thought of that female at a time like this must have made a pulse of anger that triggered the fighter's senses. I didn't even notice until he looked up to me with concern. " Are you feeling all right? " I knew that he already knew the answer to that, given his abilities and all, but he was never one to be so direct.

There were times that just knowing, just feeling, weren't enough, however. At that moment a significant realization came over me. Though it had been a little over a week since we've fallen for each other, there was one important thing that neither of us said. Not aloud, in any case, and it was beginning to bother me.

You do not love someone after you mate them.

Her words burned, and I felt my eyes twitch in an outward expression of that pain. I looked back towards him while taking in a deep breath. Should I even tell him? He'd probably think I'm crazy. " … do you love me? " I fully expected the confused look that he gave me in return. " I can only think that you do unless I hear it. I want to know that you're staying with me because you want to, that you're not being forced. "

Even if he just said it once I wanted to hear him say it.

I felt a thick paw against the side of my face. It caressed the spot and then slid down my cheek to the back of my neck to pull me downward, into his lips, while he let his telekinesis do the speaking for him. " I must admit that I was wary at first, but these last few weeks I come to accept you. You are not my superior as Master Aaron and Lady Lin was, and you are not beneath my like so many others. You are my equal. "

Our lips parted but our eyes remained focused. " … and I love you. "

That was all I needed to know.

That was all that mattered.

The warmth I had come to embrace whenever I thought of him flowed through my veins. I suppressed for too long; the primal urge that first lead to this union was becoming overwhelming. My blood came together to pool at a very intimate place on my body. The flesh beneath my white fur became hot to the touch. I felt my conscious thoughts fleeing again as it did many times this past week. Each and every time we were interrupted before we can even before, but I would not allow it this time.

Only the sharp cry that Lucario released when his back slammed against the trunk of the tree brought me back to reality. I pinned him in my lust, but his resistant struggles stopped when he found a more comfortable position. His arms slid around my shoulders to hook behind my neck to provide a bit of support. It was times like these that I had to consider the height difference. The fighter was hanging from my neck until I corrected the problem.

He cried out again though this time the sound was more subdued. I grabbed him, taking a piece of his rear in both of my paws while lifting him up a little more to plant kisses along his neck. He sat comfortably against my pelvis, and my actions were rewarded when he brought his head back to expose his neck. My tender kisses were becoming more savage with each one I trailed down his neck. It ended with a bite that made him jump, but this time he did not cry out. The sound he made ... It was different than any one he had heard from him before; a mixture between a howl and a groan.

I wanted to hear it again.

I shifted my position when I felt a strange sensation rolling across my belly; something that wasn't there before. I leaned away just enough to take a look for myself. It seemed that I was not the only one physically affected by our actions; the fighter had grown aroused and let it show through the distinctive bump forming. My sensible thoughts and rationality plummeted soon after as more devious thoughts began to dominate my mind. I knew that this was not the best place to explore the possibility inwardly, especially after my confrontation with mother but I could not wait any longer. I'm sure my lover can't, either.

" What are you ... " The fighters attempts to make a statement were in vain. I reduced what little else he had to say to incoherent shuddering when I brushed against the bump in his pants; first with my torso and then with my cheek. It lived; I could feel it pulse even through the thick covering the separated me from them. The origin of the clothing he wore was a fleeting thought in my mind, and one that was quickly replaced with the conclusion that said clothing was preventing me from going any further.

It'd take nothing more than careful maneuvering to solve this little problem. Switching duties between pulling at them with a hand, balancing him against the tree, and tugging at the front with my teeth would soon be rewarded. I didn't want or need to take them all completely. I just needed enough to see what I had to work with. The fur covering the lower half of his body was completely black with the exception of his tail, an accurate assumption I made based on his bare legs. This included his member; which slid free of it's sheath the moment the bump was exposed to the air. Lucario seemed especially relieved at that judging by the heavy sigh he gave.

Now I was entering shady territory. I hesitated as uncertainty on what to do from there surfaced. The memories of what happened once we reached this point the first time were nonexistent. I just had no recollection. Lucario's breath became short even though I did nothing. The anticipation must have been killing him. I could feel his eyes bearing down on me soon after. " ... touch me. " His voice barely registered. " ... it hurts ... "

Touch what though? I didn't get the chance to ask before I found my head being pushed down towards his tip. In my surprise I turned my head which lead my cheek down its length to the base. Lucario was the one who pushed me down with his paws, but missed, and judging by the heavy breath he released soon afterwards he was not too happy about it. The last thing I wanted was for him to be unhappy.

Though hesitant I had to at least try to relieve his pain. The heat of the throbbing flesh against my cheek forced me to turn my head into it slightly, my lips brushing up against the side of his length. It was accidental, but his sharp reaction was encouraging. Maybe ... I pushed against his paws so I could lean away from him just enough to reposition myself, and went in for the kill ...

" WAIT! " Lucario's scream scared the Pokemon in the surrounding area. Needless to say that our once private act was not so private anymore. I could sense at least half a dozen little eyes fixed on our position. My mind was in too much of a daze to read their thoughts even if I cared their opinion. Not that it mattered. I found something to preoccupy myself with in the meantime.

My fighter ... My lover ... tasted a little sweet ...

The grip he had on my shoulders tightened. I'd be surprised if he didn't break the skin soon at this rate. " Mewtwo - " In my right mind I would had known that something was wrong at this point. Lucario never called me by my name until now. " Hold ... " I could feel his muscles tensing against me as I continued to lick, his body shuddering. " I ... " His hips bucked against my mouth, forcing the swollen tip of his member into my mouth. This time I took it. " ... ah ... mm ... " Whatever protest Lucario had against my actions ceased at that moment.

I should have known ...

This was new territory for both of us, and the first time this has happened between us in a conscious state. Experimentation was nothing that I wasn't used to already, having been born in a laboratory and all. The difference was that the experience here was pleasurable for both parties involved. It took a minute or two for the 'rhythm' to be found; a thing that I'd only read about in the logs of that breeder prior. Two breeding Pokemon could reach the end result faster if they found this 'rhythm' together, resulting in a more successful experience. Lucario's hips pulled back until only the tip remained past my lips, and then came forward again while I leaned down into him. The first few were agonizingly slow for both of us, which I used to my advantage so I could taste that black flesh again.

Minutes passed, and our pacing and confidence increased gradually. Above all it seemed that I was able to satisfy the 'beast' that had made me unable to remember our first encounter like this. Instinct was not the main driving force behind our actions now. It was love, and I knew that much. The beast was suppressed so I could preform within my own boundaries, and hopefully remember this experience. The hazy cloud that encompassed my mind began to clear as I felt something strange against my tongue. My mind fully registered that Lucario had cried out again, but the salty taste against my tongue was new. The drops that had formed were gone with a brush of the tongue, but the aftertaste made me wonder what it could have been to begin with -

" Ah-Mewtwo! " His telepathic waves screeched at me this time with enough urgency to cause my sensible thoughts to leave me once again. I could feel his paws try to push me, but I did not know why until it was too late.

Something ... Attacked me from behind. The feeling against my back and shoulders sent a cold chill down my spine. It's constitution and feeling were exactly the same as a material that barely registered in my memories. I remembered ... being covered in this gel-like substance just moments after I was 'born' in that laboratory. This felt eerily like it.

Within a fraction of a second this red substance covered my entire torso, pulling me away from Lucario and towards the ground. Instinct told me to use my psychic powers to get free. I could see the blue aura surrounding my hands for a few seconds, then I felt a strange tingling in my body before it faded. Impossible! This gel, whatever it might have been, was suppressing my powers better than anything I had ever experienced before.

Lucario tried to stop me from being engulfed in the gel completely. He reached out to snatch my right hand despite the cold shudders that left his body in a weakened state. My fighter pulled with the strength that he had left, and managed to pull my body partway out of the substance before I noticed a familiar steel plated monster sliding into place behind him. I tried to warn him with my telepathy, but my voice failed me. It must have been this gel suppressing that power again.

Click. Click. Click. Two hands came down to pin Lucario's arms against his side before lifting him away from me. Lucario yelped, and began to fight back immediately though his body had no hopes of overpowering the titan in its weakened state. The steel plated monster quickly grew tired of my fighter trying to resist, and send an electric shock through his body in hopes of sedating him.

I could do nothing to help him ...

And he could do nothing to help me ...

The red gel had encased the majority of my body. My arms and legs were sucked in seconds after the steel titan grabbed Lucario. I could not feel them anymore, at least. I imagined that my head would be next since I found myself sinking fast into the gel, and it sinking fast into the ground in turn. The last thing I saw before fading into darkness was a little pink Pokemon floating about the two steel Pokemon's heads.

Damn her ...

Damn her to He - ...