The Long awaited chapter 7 of A Pokémon's Forbidden Love.

Don't praise me. It's DarkMoonlight08 and Dante. you need to thank for this chapter. All I did was supply them with the knowledge of what to put in this chapter. This is a grouped effort between the two of them and everything goes to them both. DarkMoonlight08 wrote the story in the amazing way she does and Dante. wrote the amazing Yiff in this chapter for everyone.

So, without further announcements. I herby declare this…

Chapter 7 of A Pokémon's Forbidden Love,

The final chapter.

...Buck...

...No...!

Those eyes. His eyes. Screaming. The pale Pokémon closed her crystal eyes, tears streaming, staining her silken fur. The vehicle jerked unevenly, throwing the weak, broken body of Glaisha to no end. Bounce, up and down, the crunching of her fragile bones creaking with every jerk. Why didn't it hurt? Why would her body never hurt, when her heart ached so much?

...Buck...

The black overrode her mind, as her consciousness fled. It hurt. It still hurt. But the cuts didn't hurt. She was numb, but in agony. When her eyes flickered open, she saw an old face. Pale grey eyes gazed on her in awe, and a wrinkled face smiled softly upon her terrified face. This man, gentle as he seemed, cast fear into her every nerve.
"Talk to me, princess." He murmured. "Speak." Glaisha shook, from the fear of the gentle human that stood before her. It seemed stupid. Why was she afraid?
"I...Bu...No..." He shushed her. An ancient finger lay across her maw, as he spoke again, in almost a whisper.
"I know. Buck... Sleep now, princess. Dream of him. Restore your power..." He might of said something else. He could of. But her consciousness left her again, and the same black overcame her tiny body.

Her eyes flickered open once more. Her fur matted over her cheeks, but the rest of her was still so numb, she wondered if it was even there; but she dared not look. Her neck felt enclosed, encased. She moved her sorrowful gaze to just below her chin, straining to see. A dark, iron shackle bound her neck, and from that, a large, heavy chain clamped her upwards. She was in the complete darkness, but her enclosing capsule was small; that she was sure. She was stood, propped by her neck chain. Her rear legs were shackled together, and her forepaws were shackled in the same way. An iron ball felt like it was pulling on her spine, but that might of just been her drowsiness. She stood awhile, alone in the dark. Nothing moved. Nothing made a sound. Her instincts told her it was night, and the moon was sitting high above her. It mourned.

Elsewhere in the house, Zhen stood before the leader of the infamous Team Galactic. His fiery gaze glared into the subtle grey of the elder's eyes, and that only made the fire burn madder.
"Its not right! No one else needed to die—Buck didn't need that! We could of just asked, I'm sure the stupid sod would of agreed... Glai- Glaceon, just needs gentle persuasion! She doesn't need the shackles, the CCTV, anything! She's not powerful, not without her Buck—" He was cut off. The Galactic leader tutted at the boy, and spoke in an aggressive but still passive tone.
"You're becoming sentimental, my boy. The Glaceon doesn't feel things- she'll of forgotten Buck in two minutes! As for you, I don't know what you're muttering on about. People who stand in the way of the Galactic plan must be destroyed; by death or otherwise! You fool." Zhen growled, his teeth locked together. By his feet, a small, chestnut Pokémon slunk away silently. The Eevee had plans, other plans, better plans. His master could deal without him. The tiny, padded paws of the creature stepped carefully, following his nose. He could tell where his ex-lover was, he didn't need a light switch. Around her feet, Glaisha felt the chains tighten aggressively to the point of which she could barely stand. She opened her maw, and tried to shriek; but her mouth was bound in a dark black rag, forbidding her from speaking. A familiar smell wafted through the air towards her, filling her lungs with the smell of him. He, who she had forgotten. Eevee. The two had been close friends from birth, until their relationship escalated. But as Buck failed to keep up with Zhen, they had been forced apart. Slowly, the invisible Eevee pulled the gag from her mouth, and replaced it with his maw. She screamed and tried to pull backwards, but failed. Slowly he advanced, and the chains on her feet seemed to become even tighter. He released her from his kiss and she snarled at him, her shining eyes wide with tears. "How dare you! What do you think your doing?!"
He smirked, and spoke in his same, cruel tone.
"As if you wouldn't know what I'm doing." He leaned his head to the side, allowing his eyes to slowly move over her beaten, chained body and her blood stained fur, gazing admirably at what used to be his. He grinned again, his white teeth glinting in the darkness. "As far as I remember, you used to enjoy what I'm going to do"

With an evil grin in his face, the little Eevee slowly moved around his former lover to some kind of control panel behind her. Glaisha started to shake, fear penetrating her body. Her mind flew to Buck. He would come, and he would save her. With the flick of a switch by Eevee's paw, the heavy chains that were holding her started to tighten, forcing her body to move. The pressure parted her hind legs, dangling her rear end in the air. Any onlooker would now only see the Glaceon seemingly offering herself willingly.

Tears began to run down over her cheeks while she desperately tried to turn her head around to see what her tormenter was doing, but it was no use, the chains and the huge collar around her neck left her almost immobile.

With a devilish look on his face the little, lonely Eevee moved towards her again, with his goal in sight. He brought his muzzle right up to her lips, so that she could gently feel it as it touched her, forcing her to let out a yelp from the cold surprise.

"Stop it! Get away from there!" She struggled as much as she could, but her body was just far too weak to put up any resistance or break free from the chains. She could barely even keep on trying anymore and that alone encouraged him to continue his play. He took a deep breath of his ex-lovers scent; and pushed his nose against her lips, causing them to part slightly and causing him to sigh gently.
"Its been very long since I was able to do this. Not to mention the first time since you evolved. It's like meeting an old friend with a new haircut." He smirked slightly and nuzzled his muzzle deeper into her sex, but in her weakened state this half exiting, half numb feeling caused her to lose her grip, and as she had been given no time to do anything relatively sanitary, she started to pee in his face.

He coughed and shook his head, moving a bit back to look bewilderedly at what the Glaceon was doing and how she whimpered during it.

"I see you learned a new trick from your master. I always had the feeling that this Buck was sick in the head..." Her tears fell like a monsoon from her face, as she opened her maw to mutter quietly; "Be quiet ... You made me do this ... And don't talk about Buck like that, he's not sick!" She shrunk back in her shoulders, as she realised that he had made his way around to her head again. "Humph! I'll do what ever I like and you can't do a thing about it. And since you like your new trick, I'm going to try it myself." Her tear stained eyes sprung wide open as she saw that he was lifting his hind leg and revealing his half erected cock.

"No ... Don't ..." She somewhat shrieked the word out, but it was no use. With a wide grin he started to shower her spluttering head in his pee. Again she tried to struggle free, desperate to avoid it, but it was no use. She cried more and more hoping that she could somehow wash it off with her tears.

"Hmm, I have to admit it, this really is quite arousing..." Glaisha looked up and saw the he was now fully erect, but he left her no time to recover. He moved his body forward, and slammed his cock into her partly ajar maw. She spluttered, but it was too far gone to spit out now.

She soon snapped out of her surprise when he started to moan gently in her ear.
"Oh, it's so good to do this again..." She didn't want this and wanted to resist, push him out with her tongue or just bite it off, but she couldn't. With every thrust he went into her mouth just deep enough to trigger her gagging reflex which kept her from biting down on his cock.

"Ah! You've gotten even better and what your doing with your tongue won't make me last long..." Of course she didn't want to pleasure him like this, she just wanted to get rid of it but her reflexes kept her going on like this. Soon his thrusting became so forceful that he bit down on one of her ears to get a better hold and he slammed it faster and deeper into her maw until he finally came, shooting his semen deep into her throat. Having her nose all covered with he body she couldn't do anything but swallow every drop he gave her.

He let go of her head and set down before her and watched her gentle spluttering. "Hehe, don't play the unsatisfied one. I know you loved it, you swallowed all if it, didn't you?" He asked, an evil smirk covering his lips.

"N-No..! Ugh... I didn't...! Ugh... I couldn't breathe you prick!" She looked around in search of her torturer, but he was gone again.

She waited, but couldn't keep in an unwanted moan when she felt him suddenly mount her and force his rod past her lips. He started to thrust into her, and his every move caused her to whimper and moan in pleasure. "Now how come I don't believe your words? Maybe because I see that your pussy is dripping wet with your juices? Maybe because you moan in delight every time I thrust into you? Or maybe because your hot and silken wall is trying to hold onto my shaft stronger than I've felt it before?" He sped up and trusted deeper into her hot and wet deeps.

She realised that she was enjoying this far more then you wanted and suddenly, her resist once was broken. Her mind screamed at her, but her body overrode everything. She slipped into a state of pass, and allowed her body to relax. She forgot resistance, and her own, heated need took what little consciousness she had left.

"Yes ... Uhh..." A bit bewildered, he looked up.
"What was that?" She moaned more and louder and even if she had almost no movement space, it seemed like she was matching his rhythm and was thrusting back against him. "Yes... I like it…Ohh… It's been so long since I felt you inside of me… Uh... Go faster ... Deeper! ... Harder!"

Her mind was gone, all that was now keeping her going were her body's needs and it wanted him so much right now.

He didn't really believe what he just heard, but didn't think about it anymore when he felt that she was increasing her speed and tightening her grip on his shaft even more. He did as she wished, he slammed harder and faster into her making her scream like a wild bitch in heat. He was so close, but just couldn't get his swollen knot past her clenched entrance.

She was in so much pleasure, feeling how his rock hard cock slid in and out of her with such speed and his knot was slamming against her lips with force. She was ready now to cum, and as she let go if her grip for just one second and his knot slipped in without any problem and immediately she got a hold of it making his second cum shoot from his rod. He howled and shot his seed deep into her, coating her walls with his semen.

That was all that was needed to trigger her own orgasm; she moaned out loud and gripped even tighter on his rod, milking him for all he was worth and drowning his with her own juices.

The after-glow slowly past away and Glaisha fully lost consciousness. His shaft and knot now easily slipped out of her, he was still an Eevee and smaller then her after all.

"I knew I could fuck you better then a human does..." With a smile on his face, he fell asleep and slipped to the ground, leaving her in that position with their mixed juices dripping out of her and creating a small puddle on the dark, bloodstained floor.

Blackness. More blackness. Had that happened? Had he... No. He wouldn't of. Buck would save her. Buck would help her, he wouldn't let him!

Glaisha felt her body move, felt her sore neck being released from the iron clasp. She opened her eyes wearily, afraid of what she would see. She was sitting in a glass box, with seemingly alien technology tangling its way around her. Outside, the elder man stood again, his face not one bit as kind as before. He hammered on the box, causing the small Glaceon to flinch away.
"Listen to me, Glaceon, and listen good. I hope you slept well—tired? Don't worry, an eternity of sleep is coming your way very soon, sweetheart." He moved his hand, and flicked a small switch outside her glass container. The box began to vibrate, before her entire body shook with its power. She pulled back her tight lips, baring her teeth in rage. The old man chuckled. Around her neck, an agonising burning was overtaking. Small shards of blue ice, seemingly coming from no where, began to form a long chain around her body. It shook with her, it moved with her, it screamed with her. Buck, she thought. Buck will save me. As soon as it began, the shaking was over. A rough pair of hands grabbed her, and tore her chain from her neck. She felt strange, as though she was now powerless. She tried to scream. It didn't work. She tried to bite, but her jaw wouldn't respond. Nothing seemed to be working, but her eyes had enough left to watch the old Galactic man curiously. He marvelled at the chain, then held it to her face.
"Do you see this? This, is a Blue Chain. It can control my goal—Regigigas. And now, thanks to you, the legendary Pokémon will fall and worship its new master, me, and Team Galactic's Goal!" It now occurred to Glaisha she was moving, being carried. Outside, snow covered a large, but eerily deserted city. She felt the snow hit against her body, she felt the crunch of her bones smash against the hard surface. More blackness. She hated the blackness. It kept coming...The snow flakes fell gently against her face. The wind seemed to sing, before its singing became wailing, and its wailing became howling.

When her mind flickered awake finally, she left her eyes closed. Was she dead? Did Buck save her? He would, save her. The warmth of a fire dashed across her body, and she seemed to be lying on a dry but hard, rocky surface. Confused, she allowed her beautiful eyes to open once again. She found no pain in her body this time, and whatever was with her relaxed her. She grew edgy. Her trust had diminished to almost nothing, for anyone but Buck. His name made her flinch. She needed him.

Somewhere else, far in the Hoenn region of the world, something shook. A dark force was fighting; struggling to rise. But it was winning. The cruel, dark crimson eyes of a Pokémon watched in awe, as her master rose from the depths of her small, satanistic island.
"Master..." She breathed. "You are home..."

Glaisha struggled to stand. Her legs seemed stable, but the motion made her head spin. She sighed, and moved herself one step forward. Her head raised easily, and she scanned her surroundings in awe. The moon sat above her, shining on the small, deserted cave that she was sitting in. A small log fire burned calmly, warming the air and casting bright orange sparks out into the air. She breathed in, struck by it all. Below her, a huge, clear blue lake spread across to the horizon, rippling gently in the summer night's breeze. It was definitely summer, she thought. Something moved behind her. It was a gentle foot-fall, and the Glaceon spun around, struggling to maintain balance. A gentle looking creature stood tall behind her, a smile on her face.
"Hello." She whispered; "I am Lucrio. I saved you." Glaisha's face broke into a smile. She was safe now. Buck was coming.
"Buck..." She stammered. Lucrio cocked her Lucario head.
"Buck, honey? Who's Buck?" Glaisha coiled back.
"You know him!" She cried; "He sent you to get me! He's coming! He's... He's coming..." Lucrio frowned.
"Sshh, now, sweet. He's coming. I promise he'll come. I know he'll come. Aura tells me." She lied. Well, she knew Buck was coming. But the Aura didn't tell her that.
"I need Buck..." The small icy fox whispered. Lucrio smiled.
"Is he your mate?" She asked. Glaisha nodded. "Is he a Pokémon?" Glaisha blushed a little, and shook her head. Lucrio's eyes lit in a most peculiar fashion, and this time, the Glaceon cocked her head.
"My mate... My love, he is human." Glaisha smiled, a fake smile, but it was still the best she could muster. "Allen..." The Lucario sighed. "I cannot be in his world. Nor can he be in mine. But I love him, and maybe, he loves me..."
"Buck is here... He is coming... He's going to save me." The Glaceon smiled, and Lucrio smiled back. It was perfect on that evening. And in the hope that Buck would soon be with her again, where he belonged, Glaisha's icy heart became alive with passion.

Of course, it wasn't like that. He wasn't like that. He hadn't waited. The prick. He thought she couldn't smell them. She could. Every pleasure they'd felt, every kiss, every touch... Even Flygon, her friend. She wished now that the snow had killed her, that Lucrio had stayed in Allen's world, that she could never find the beaten Glaceon, alone, beside that snowy city. Standing sharply, the Glaceon shook her head, making her fur dance and glisten. Moving slowly, she walked down the flowing river, in which the small silhouettes of Finneon and Lumineon swam carefully, gliding and dodging through the water. As she walked the gentle slope down, from the forest beside her cave to the free blue waters, her careful blue eyes spotted Lucrio, sitting on a small, grey rock. She had her knees together, and her paws resting softly on top of them. Her head was tilting forward, eyes gazing at the careful moonlight, filtering down onto her body. Around the rock on which she sat, five others circled it in harmony. Her left side was all Glaisha could see, and as she ventured closer to her friend, she saw one graceful, silver tear fall from the Lucario's cheek and land on the grass below her feet.
"Lucrio?" The Glaceon called, in her softest possible tone. The Lucario turned, and gave a small smile.
"Glaisha! Honey, what are you doing up?" She asked softly, cocking her head slightly.
"I've been thinking..."
"That sounds dangerous. Here, have a rock" she said, indicating one of the rocks beside her own, "and talk to me." The Glaceon obliged, and rested her chin on the closest rock to Lucrio.
"I... Buck had sex, with other girls. Two of them. He broke his promises—he broke my heart!—And so tomorrow morning, I'm telling him, its over between us." The Lucario sat in silence, the smile gone from her face. "Lucrio..?"
"You can't see it in your heart to forgive him? Glaisha, you've found the one you've always been looking for. And he loves you! --" Glaisha, now growing a little angry at how the Lucario expected her to forgive Buck, interrupted her friend.
"He doesn't love me! If he loved me, he would have waited! He would have saved me!" She yelled, but not loud enough for the sleeping Buck to hear. Lucrio snorted.
"I smelt a male on you." She said sourly. Glaisha flipped.
"I didn't want him!"
"Glaisha, I'd give anything to have what you do! Allen can't be with me, Allen is gone now, after just one day together! You have him, you have Buck, and you can see him. You can touch him, be with him. Comfort him when he needs you. I don't know where Allen is. I don't know what he's doing, who he's with, if he's safe. I'd give anything, Glaisha, for one more day. Buck messed up, yeah, but if you truly love him you'll give him another chance!" Glaisha was silent. The sunlight crept eagerly over the horizon, causing the two Pokémon to turn and look. The water glistened brilliantly, rippling softly in the dancing wind. The forest seemed to illuminate, its green leaves striking into the rising pink sky. "He'll wake soon." Lucrio murmured.

Glaisha ran lightly back to her cave, back to Buck, who was just waking. He looked at the small Pokémon and smiled, before he pulled her into his arms. She licked his face gently, and nuzzled into his neck. He pulled her face away, and kissed her maw. It was the same kiss that not so long ago would of made butterflies rise in her stomach, but now, it just hurt. She moved her head away, and licked his cheek again. She could smell them, hot in her nostrils.
"Buck..." She sighed, looking into his eyes. He smiled.
"Yes, Glaisha?"
"Could you wash, please...?" He laughed softly, and kissed her nose.
"Why, do I smell or something?"
"Yes..." She sighed. "You do." He moved his head back.
"I smell of what?"
"I think you know." She growled softly, an echoing rumble in the back of her throat.
"No, tell me." He said. His voice was rising. Behind them, Lucrio walked into the forest, examining the trees for berries. She didn't want to be near this.
"You smell like them... Like, their naked bodies, all over you! On top of that, the vile smell you've always had!" It was a very immature remark, she thought. But still. He'd nearly always smelt of something odd. The boy stood, towering above the Glaceon. Tears were flooding to her eyes, icy, crystal droplets that made the fur on her cheeks stand on end.
"Oh well, I'm sorry! You're the one who needed me to wash her and brush her all the time." Her tears hit the floor.
"No wonder you took so long! No wonder you couldn't 'find' me! 'Cause after you'd found one place, you spent too long fucking someone else before you realised they'd moved me! I hate you, Buck, I hate you! You're the worst human I've ever known, and I should never, ever of trusted you; let alone love you! I wish I'd gone with Zhen, I wish he'd been given me! I never want to see you again... You... You... Prick!" She was shaking, breaking under the pressure. He snorted.
"Fine! I'll go and get a bloody wash, maybe you'll join me and drown!" He hadn't meant that.

Behind them, gentle footsteps fell on the rocky pathway. Both Glaisha and Buck turned to see Zhen, standing in his black trench coat. A snarl roared from Glaisha's mouth, her body trembling at twice its pace. Her mind flashed, the chain, that Eevee, those other girls. A red cloud fell upon her conscience, silencing it. She flung herself forward, her claws out, sharper than the needle on a stinging nettle. Zhen stepped back, while Buck stepped forward, ready to grab his wailing Glaceon. She slashed at his face, then his chest, then his face again. Blood flew, splattering onto the dusty ground. Zhen shrieked in agony, falling onto the floor. Then Buck's hands clasped around her chest, and pulled her away.
"What the hell are you doing, Glaisha?!" She spat in Zhen's direction, her eyes burning with hate.
"He did this! He took me! He ruined it! He--!"
"No! He's changed, he didn't want that! He didn't, honey, I promise." Glaisha growled.
"Don't... Call... Me... Honey..." She screeched, slashing Buck with her shining claws. The left side of his face was slit across, the three lines starting above his eyebrow and trailing down to his chin. He dropped Glaisha, who fled. Her bolting body ran into the forest, past Lucrio, who was gathering so Pecca berries, and into the wilderness beyond. She wasn't coming back. She was never going back.

Buck could only watch as she fled, away from him. She'd meant it. She hated him. His watering eyes darted to Zhen, who was just gathering himself from the floor.
"You prick!" Buck screamed. "You bastard! Just fuck off, just fucking fuck off!" Buck's body shook, as he took his head in his hand. He felt like screaming. He did scream. He ripped his shirt from his body, and pulled his matter hair with his free hand. His eyes remained wide open, as his blood pulsed faster and faster. He begged it to seize, to stop, but it didn't. Zhen slunk away behind him, smiling slightly. He'd always loved it when Buck got mad. The wall of the cave looked on solemnly, as the distraught, wreckage of a human smashed his head into it over and over. His blood leaked onto the rock, trickling down the cracks it could find. Slowly, Glaisha's darkness crept over him. He fell to the floor and lay, unmoving, unconscious.

...Buck...

The voice was distant, distinctively male. It was dark, and it filled Buck's head with hate. But somehow, it comforted him.

...I can get her back, Buck...

In his mind, Buck jolted.

...Come to me... Come to me... And I'll make her go mad for you...

I will, Buck thought. I'm coming.

And there you all go! =D Please, remember this story wasn't written by me. I hope you all enjoyed it. Please review, and praise DarkMoonlight And Dante for this amazing chapter.

And, with that said.

A Pokémon's Forbidden Love now comes to a close.