Hello everyone, back with anther chapter. I do apologize for the two month wait, but it's finally here. I will warn that there is a scene in here that contains adult content.
I'll probably mention this every few chapters, but I do not own anything related to pokemon, I am just a fan making a fictional story.
Chapter 10
In The Heat of the Moment
Flint and the other three were now enjoying a nice brunch at a local tavern. Flint wasn't too sure how long the medical procedure was going to take, so he decided he would sit at there and engage in some form of conversation.
"So, where are you from, Nixie?"
Nixie wasn't really prepared for any questions from the group, but she was also aware she didn't know much about them, just as much as they didn't know about her. "I'm from Zerith, I was part of a buizel colony back there."
"You weren't part of this army Mardol is fighting against?" Tesla asked.
"No, we had nothing to do with the Dark Legion."
"What is the Dark Legion?" Flint asked. He heard the name a couple of times, but never knew exactly what it was.
"They're... they're the reason Zerith is hell. The Dark Legion is a military that pokemon are forced to join against their will, those who refuse are killed, imprisoned, or worse."
"That sounds horrible..." Kindle said, suddenly losing her appetite.
"Is that why you decided to come here to Mardol?" Tesla asked.
"... yeah," she lied, not wanting to tell the full truth. "Where are you all from?" She then said, redirecting the question.
"I was born in Rakail," Flint replied, "which is the country east of Mardol. I too was part of a colony, I suppose. Ashmond was a village populated by growlithe and arcanine. That's where I spent the early years of my life."
"What caused you to leave your colony?" Nixie asked curiously. She was interested to know more about Flint. She found it relatable how both grew up in colonies, but she left hers for different reasons, more than likely.
Flint's ears flattened as he replied, "Let's just say I was banished... for some things I did."
"What did you do?" Tesla asked, attempting to pry more information out of Flint.
"It's honestly best if I don't talk about it, you probably wouldn't view me the same."
"Wait," Kindle began, "is this why you don't like killing?"
"No, what I did is completely different from killing, still as bad though. Can we please just change the subject?"
"Right," Tesla said. "Kindle and myself are both from Rakail as well, I was a museum guard while she was a thief. Some things happened between us that caused me to lose my job, she coverted to a church of mew, then we became bounty hunters, and now we're together here in Mardol awaiting our next bounty."
"I noticed you and the fennekin are always with each other," Nixie said, "Are you two...a thing?"
Kindle would be laughing at the assumption right now if she hadn't been choking on the water she was just drinking. Tesla had an annoyed look on his face. "Far from it, I only have her around because she's useful with locks and we share our wealth."
"Sorry for the assumption," she said, scratching behind her head.
"It's alright, I guess, I could understand why you'd assume so." Tesla's face then switched from a serious face to a sly one. "Why did you ask though? Are you searching for a mate? I know the mating season for buizel is in fall."
"N-no, I meant nothing of the matter. I was just curious," she retorted in embarrassment.
"Are you sure? I know Flint is available, it would be convenient too since you're both neighbors and all," Tesla joked, winking and nudging Flint
Nixie was blushing underneath her fur. Though she just met Flint last night, the fact that he called her eyes beautiful made it seem like it was fate for her to meet him. She wasn't sure if she had feelings or anything for Flint, but Tesla's teasing didn't help with her uncertainty.
Flint just rolled his eyes. "Can we just enjoy our food with a normal conversation?"
"Do you guys know any good jokes?" Kindle said, in an attempt to change the subject. The table was silent as everyone looked at one another to see if anyone had something to say, but no one seemed to have a joke. "Alright, I guess I'll tell one. This one is more from a life experience. So a couple years ago..." Kindle said while explaining her 'joke' which lead her into a couple tangents. Eventually, she did get to the conclusion of her joke. "Then I said, 'Knees high? I thought you said niece high!'"
Albeit the joke was long and over explained, the joke did cause the group to light up into some laughter. Tesla threw in a couple of cheesy jokes on the side. Overall, everyone was enjoying themselves.
"I have an odd question for you, Kindle," Nixie said.
Kindle's ears perked up. "What would that be?"
"Why do you smell like... cinnamon?"
Kindle suddenly blushed, looking away from everyone at the table. "Oh that? I-it's just my, uh... uh, scent. Yeah, my scent."
"Gee, that wasn't suspicious at all," Tesla replied. "Speaking of which, I'm just as curious. Why do you smell like cinnamon? I've been traveling with you all this time, and you only smell like cinnamon every once in a while."
Kindle's blush was now visible through her fur. "I swear! It's just my scent! Same reason Flint smells like a campfire roasting marshmallows. The reason Rose smells like, well, a rose. Nixie smells like vanilla. And the same reason you smell like an ocean breeze."
The table was silent after her outburst.
"Wait, do I really smell like a campfire roasting marshmallows."
"Hell yes you do!" Kindle beamed, with a smile. "Being able to pick up scents is a primitive ability of any female, it's helpful for selecting a mate in the future."
"Oh... Is it a good thing that my scent is the way it is?" Flint asked curiously.
Kindle shrugged. "It's natural that you smell the way you do, but you're scent is only important to your future mate. A scent plays a big role in females selecting who they want to mate with."
"That sounds interesting. I do need to ask though, if it's just a scent, then why did you get all flustered earlier?"
Kindle couldn't help but blush again. "I-it's just reasons. Let's not talk about it any more. Anyway, how about this weather, huh?"
"Well, compared to Ironfrost, it's a lot warmer here." Flint replied.
"You frequented Ironfrost?" Tesla asked.
"Mhm, that's where a majority of Rose and myself did bounty hunting. Are you familiar with the area?"
"Familiar? Hah! I was born there for mew's sake. I was born in the third distract and grew up there. Then eventually, I went to Rockpoint, which is where I was a museum guard."
"Tesla and myself also did a few bounties in Ironfrost," Kindle informed.
"What do you think the chances are we've probably crossed paths multiple times without realizing it?" Flint asked.
"Who knows," Kindle replied, with a shrug.
Flint noticed Nixie seemed to just be listening to the conversation instead of being part of it, so he made an attempt to get her to talk some more. "So, what kind of things do you like to do, Nixie?"
Her ears perked up, and she was slightly shy from the attention drawn back on her. "I...I-I like to read and swim. I've been trying to draw, but that hasn't gone too well yet. However, I am pretty good at navigation."
"Navigation?" Flint asked, suddenly intrigued.
"Y-yeah, I'm familiar with constellations, wind directions, I can read maps easily, and a couple other things."
"Sounds interesting and helpful. Maybe you could teach me a thing or two in the future?"
"S-sure," she said, with a sheepish smile. She was enjoying how easy it seemed to talk to Flint and how interested he was in what she had to say. He anyways kept full eye contact as if he truly cared about what she was saying. She just needed to find a way to stop being so nervous when talking to him.
"Hey, Nixie," Kindle said, "I just wanted to say, I like your eyes, they're very vibrant."
"You think so?"
"Of course! They're beautiful, even!"
"Flint said the same thing about them last night."
"Oh really?" Tesla said, another sly smile spreading across his face.
"Well, yeah, I did," Flint began. "But, it was so impulsive of me to say, and they caught me off guard, and-"
"So what, now her eyes aren't beautiful?"
"No, of course they are- stop twisting my words, Tesla."
"Okay, okay, calm down, just having a little fun. The trip over here was stressful."
For the next twenty or so minutes, the group enjoyed their food and continued random conversations. After they felt they were finished, they called for their waiter, a bunnelby, to pay for their food.
"For the fennekin and mareep, your meals come to be two penrta and one silvin. For the growlithe, your meals is one silvin, and the buizel's meal is one silvin as well."
It was at this moment that Nixie realized that she did not have any form of currency. She had heard the mention of such things, but her colony had no use for one as a barter system sufficed.
"I hate to bring this up now, but... I don't have any form of currency..." Nixie said, while rubbing her arm nervously.
"Are you serious?" Tesla asked. "Why would you come here without coins?"
"I didn't think much about it, we didn't have a need for currency in my colony," she said timidly, trying to defend herself.
"So you just assumed the food in this city would be free?"
"I-I-"
Flint then interjected, "Tesla, it's fine, honestly. I also grew up similarly, I wasn't ready for living in the city. That's why I became a bounty hunter, it was easy coin. So, I can understand Nixie's point of view just a little." He then turned his attention to Nixie, "Don't worry about your meal, I'll pay for it."
Nixie couldn't help but feel slightly guilty for having him pay for her food. She was ignorant of how the economy of a city worked. Now she needed to find a way to earn money.
"I'm sorry, Flint..." Nixie said, in a guilty tone.
"Nixie, its okay, it's not like you could of known, I'm not mad or upset at you either."
Nixie wasn't sure what it was, but there was something about Flint that was different from any other male she had met. Well, for one, he wasn't anything like the males from her colony; practically everyone from her colony despised her existence. He was the first to call her eyes beautiful, which seemed important to her after her wish. Now here he was, still being nice to her after she inconvenienced him. Just something about Flint made her feel different, as if she had found a new reason to live, as if she wanted to be with Flint more, know him more - it was unexplainable to her.
Flint reached for his coin bag, his eyes widened when he realized he barely had enough to pay for the two meals. 'Holy fuck,' he thought, 'where the hell did my money go?' It seemed he had forgotten to keep track of his coins after getting a room back in Bark Leaf, the breakfast they had there, as well as the drinks he and Tesla drank.
"Everything okay, Flint?" Kindle asked, tilting her head.
"Y-yeah, I'm fine... just lost in thought."
Flint then handed the necessary amount of coins to the waiter. For another hour or so, the group engaged in some more conversations. Tesla and Kindle shared some stories of bounties they had done. Flint talked about traveling Rakail. However, Nixie hadn't much to talk about.
"Well, it's getting pretty late, I should check up on Rose," Flint said.
"I'll go with you," Nixie replied, a little too quickly in fact. "Psyche told me to come back to the castle today for some reason," she then added.
"Hopefully we can hang out again before Tesla and I depart on our next bounty," Kindle said.
"I'm sure we will."
"Anyway, goodnight you two, and it was nice meeting you, Nixie!" Kindle said. With a wave, she and Tesla left.
After that, Nixie and Flint walked back to the castle in silence. The two both struggled to find a conversation to pass the time.
"Whay do you think of Whitestone do far?" Nixie decided to ask
"It's very... big, and white. I don't like cities too much, but this one is fairly nice."
With that, the conversation ended just as fast as it started. Nixie then felt a little saddened, she wanted to talk more with Flint but wasn't sure what to talk about. Hearing is voice was soothing to her. Over the past twenty-four hours, she developed these strange feelings for the growlithe. It was unlike any other emotion she had felt in the past. She hadn't the idea what this new emotion was.
Eventually, the two reached the gates of the castle. Guarding the gates was a noctowl and a golduck. Flint noticed the guards had their own weapons. The noctowl had metal talon extensions attached to his talons, the steel was probably sharp enough to penetrate a steel-type pokemon. The golduck, however, had gauntlets with blades attached to the top, the blades extended past its hands, thus extending its reach if it were to swipe with its arms.
As Nixie and Flint approached the gate, the two guards halted them, demanding what business they had at the castle. Flint explained that he was visiting someone who was taken to the infirmary and that Nixie was requested to come, by order of Psyche. The golduck used telekinesis to report with a few other psychics inside the castle, after given a confirmation, the golduck escorted the two into the castle.
The interior of the castle was very elegant, the floors were made of a smooth, white sandstone. The walls were made of the same rocky material that made up the mountainous wall surrounding Whitestone. Along most hallways contained pillars made of white marble, the stairs were made of the same material. Along the walls were various painting, statues, or a wall decoration of colorful plants.
While passing through the hallways, Nixie couldn't help but admire the art. She saw paintings of Mirrosa, some of Starshine, while the rest where random scenes. One painting showed two pokemon on clouds, each reaching for each other with their finger tips almost touching. Another painting showed ships sailing on clouds while rain feel on pokemon battling against each other. Another painting that caught her attention was one that showed a pichu with tears in its eyes as it watched a village burn in the night. The last one sent a chill down her spine.
Flint was admiring the statues, he found the three-dimensional art more intriguing. There was one that was an alakazam, sitting on a stone, deep in thought. Another was a popplio balancing a ball on its nose. The next statue had a lot of detail in it, it was a legendary pokemon that Flint didn't know too much about. It was a two legged dragon that had a huge tail emitting flames, it's arms were part of its wings, and it looked really fluffy.
Before they knew it, they were at the infirmary. As they entered, the golduck took its leave and headed back to guarding the gate. It didn't take Flint long to spot Rose. She was currently awake in her bed, talking to Mystic. Flint was really happy to see Rose and rushed over to her.
"Rose!" He said, happily.
Rose turned to look in the direction of Flint, and smiled once she saw him. "Flint!" She said while hopping off the bed and running towards Flint.
After closing the distance, Rose jumped and gave Flint a hug. It took Flint by surprise since she was a little more affectionate than she usually was.
"Look, my leg is all better now," she said, while showing her rejuvenated leg.
"That's great, Rose! It doesn't hurt?"
"Mm-mm," she relied, shaking her head left to right.
"Im glad to hear. Hey, Mystic, is Starshine around?"
"She is currently in the midst of highly important business. Of what importance is it to you that it requires you to ask?"
"It's about the tasks she's assigned to me. When do I start?"
"Worry about it not today, but tomorrow instead. Tomorrow will be that of a better day in which the princess can assign tasks needing of completion."
Nixie then made her way into the conversation, "Also, where's Psyche? He had told me to stop by as well."
" He is also busy as of this moment in time, however, he has stated with me the information in which concerns you. With that all now being said, I wish to exchange in a conversation of sorts... privately."
"Oh... um, okay." Nixie then turned to Flint. "I guess this is goodbye for now. It was fun meeting you and your friends."
"Yup, I'll see you around, Nixie." Flint and Rose had then left the room, leaving Mystic and Nixie to themselves in the infirmary.
"Come hence forth, Nixie, I have much that I need to tell you," Mystic said, while heading to another exit.
Mystic took many turns, and climbed a few stairs before she finally reached the room she was looking for. The door was made of dark wood and had a red circle on it. After opening the door, Mystic gestured for Nixie to enter. Inside the room was a lot of random items, there was a table with many candles, each with a different height and thickness. Another table had various shaped objects with a weight indication on them. There were cups and bowls with different liquids, and there were books that seemed very thick.
"What is this place?" Nixie couldn't help but ask.
"You are to tell no one that you have been inside the vicinity of this room, anything that transpires in this room, not even the mere existence of this room. Do you understand?" Nixie was taken off guard by the question that made her feel like she didn't have a choice in saying no. "I said, do you understand? I am in no mood for repeating myself."
"Y-yes."
"Where is the confidence in your wording? Allow me to explain something to you, everything that takes places within this room is classified to the public. What I am about to tell you and show you may sound absurd, outlandish even, but I am hear to train you in a sense."
"What are you talking about?"
"You, you are the subject of my sentence. There is something about you that does not seem right."
"Do you mean my eyes?"
"No, it is something more dire than that of your eyes. Now, what I require you to do is to become angry."
"What? Why?"
Mystic didn't reply, instead she smacked Nixie across the face, causing her to stumble onto the ground. "Become angry." A wave of random emotions flooded into Nixie: confusion, sadness, and a little bit of anger. "Yes, good, I can sense the negative emotions inside you rising. I need to see this for myself before I can move on."
"Are you insane?"
"If you can not become angry on your own free will, then I have no choice but to force you into becoming angry. I do apologize ahead of time for what it is I am about to do."
Mystic's eyes glew a bright blue. In a matter of seconds, she was able to read Nixie's thought process and memories. She saw the incident of her colony being attacked, everyone dying, Rykon saving her, everything. She didn't really want to bring up the incidents of her colony, instead she found something intriguing with her thoughts about Flint.
"Tell me, what are your thoughts about this growlithe, Flint?"
"What do you mean?"
"Do not fuck around with me, Nixie. You have not even known of the growlithe's existence that long, yet you have these feelings for him. You are that of a whore."
"W-what are you talking about?" Nixie could feel heat building up in her face, yet she was unsure why she was embarrassed.
"You have 'feelings' for said growlithe, do you not? You are in no state of denying it either, I have just read through every one of your thoughts. It is more like you are obsessed with him, in such a little amount of time too."
"You read through my thoughts? Why?" Nixie was now feeling insecure.
"I have already explained to you, I need you to become angry. Does it not infuriate you that I now already know every little thing about you?"
"You don't know anything!" Nixie said while clenching her fists.
"Of course I do. I have knowledge that you like Flint because you are over thinking one thing he said to you that coincidently has something to do with a star that you had wished upon."
"How did you-"
"Know? Look at that, I am also capable of finishing your sentences too. You are too predictable, I can read you like a book that is open."
"I'm not..."
"You are, actually. I did not want to bring this up, but I must if I truly desire to get you angry. The death of everyone whom lived within your colony is entirely your fault"
"Stop..." A tear formed in Nixie's eye from the mention of her colony.
"They all died, Nixie, you had brought death to that of your own kind, all of them slaughtered without a reason. All because of you."
"Stop," Nixie said again, her mind swirling in confusion and stress.
"All because you happen to be an inbred buizel. Tell me, do you think Flint would share these same feelings with you if he knew the truth about what you really are?"
"I said stop!" Nixie yelled, causing a book to fly towards Mystic. Just before it hit her, it stopped in mid air.
"There! Were you capable of seeing that?"
"The book... it just... what happened."
"You did that, Nixie. You have probably not noticed this as of yet, but Psyche informed me that you radiate psychic energy."
"What does that mean?"
"This is where you probably won't really believe me, but trust me, Nixie, I am trying to help you harness this gift that you unknowingly have. What you possess is a rare ability to use psychic abilities."
The room was completely silent as Nixie tried to absorb the information. "How is that supposed to make any sense?"
"It's hard to explain, but it is a rare gene that gets passed down through breeding, at one point there was a psychic type someplace in your family line, and its recessive gene has found its way to you."
"Why did I have to get angry for you to tell me this, don't you think you were being excessive? You could have just told me this."
"I needed you to see this for yourself, also, you have not the control of your power yet. Psychic abilities come from a pokemon's brain, but tapping into it takes proper training and dedication. This process happens to be harder for pokemon who have no control of their power. When someone gets angry, their thought process is slightly hindered, they do not think before speaking. This is your brain trying to tap into these psychic abilities of yours, and once it does, it unleashes a random surge of power that is unpredictable."
"I don't understand."
"You are a psychic and water type pokemon, you have been since birth, but are only now learning of your powers. I understand this may be a little too much to grasp. Just give me some time and I shall teach you to use your powers properly, that is what these objects happen to be used for. Through the next few months, I shall show you what it is truly like to have a psychic ability. With that now out of the way, do you have any questions in which you wish to ask me?"
"I have a couple."
"Ask away."
"How were you able to read all of my memories?"
"It is one of many psychic abilities, you shall learn it after I tech you the very basic of things."
"Are there any downsides to having these psychic abilities?"
Mystic let out a sigh. "Yes, too much knowledge and power is never a good thing for anyone. It can cause too much stress and anxiety. I know this from experience due to what it is that I do and know."
"Also, um..." Nixie found herself blushing again. "What are these 'feelings' I have whenever I'm around Flint?"
"What? You mean how you have strong emotions towards him?"
"That's what I don't get, why do I feel so different around him compared to any other male I've been around in my life."
Mystic couldn't help but smirk at the clueless buizel, "I am sure you shall find out more about that feeling in due time. It is best if you learn yourself. In the meantime, we will focus on your psychic training. However, it is quite a late hour, so just come beck to this very castle tomorrow. And remember, not a word about this, I will know if you told anyone."
Kindle frantically ran into the room she and Tesla had rented. She was alone, since Tesla decided to go out drinking again. She had one word rushing through her head, 'cinnamon.'
'Why did she bring that up?' She thought to herself. 'She's a female too. Aurora brought up the subject, but never asked why I had the scent. Mine's more than apparent now, all because it's spring... I'm in heat, just like Rose...'
She grabbed the bag that was resting on a bed, it was full of a ton of supplies, but she was searching for one specific item. Due to her lack of thumbs, she shoved her head inside the bag to grab the item. After retracting her head, she had a stick in her maw.
'I haven't done this in a while... but it's my first time having some time to myself in a while. Should I really use this sick though? I was planning on using it when I evolved, I mean, I could always clean it off and - gah, what am I thinking? This feels so wrong...'
She shook the thoughts out of her head, but her mind was still set on one thing. She lyed on her bed with her paws towards the air. She shifted the stick from her maw into her forepaws. She gave an uncertain look towards her stick. Pushing away all negative thoughts and realizing Tesla wouldn't be back for quite a while, she decided to go through with her deed.
A blush spread across her cheeks as she opened her legs, revealing her tight slit. A thin string hung from the puffy lips, attached was similar item she had given Rose to prevent her bleeding. Using a claw, she pulled the bloody cotton out from her slit, doing so caused a small bit her juice to trickle out of her hole.
She tossed the cotton aside and set the stick next to her. Next, she reached a paw down between her legs and inserted a digit. She lightly moaned as the folds stretched open, allowing more of her fluids to flow. She took a minute to trace around her lips, soaking up her liquids with the fur of her paw. Afterwards, she brought her paw to her mouth and licked away, drinking her own fluids.
Kindle stuck her paw back in her slit, this time she rubbed it along her clit, causing her to grind against her paw, begging for more. Using a free paw, she rubbed sensitive area around her body, followed by the sound of more moans. This continued for a couple minutes before she finally retracted her damp paw. She was ready for the next step.
Using both of her paws, Kindle grabbed the stick. Her heartbeat had increased and her breaths were short from her self made pleasure. She held the stick next to her mouth while images in her head made her blush thicken. She was now imagining the stick to be a certain piece of Tesla. She began licking the stick. It's worth mentioning that said stick had a smooth surface, opposed to a rough one. Severalteen licks later, she seductively inserted the stick into her moth, pushing it in and out while she sucked on it. She also tried testing how much of the stick she could push down her throat, although gagging after a few inches. As she released the stick from her mouth, a thin string of saliva trailed between her and the stick.
Kindle now felt ready for the final step. She teased herself by sliding the stick sideways between her puffy lips . After readjusting the angle, she slowly penetrated herself with the thick stick. Luckily, she didn't need to worry about ripping her hymen since this wasn't her first time being penetrated. She moaned slightly louder as she got the stick pushing against her clit and stretching her inner, moist walls. She still had Tesla in her mind. She was imagining her rear up in the air as Tesla crammed his shaft into her tight hole, claiming her and making her his bitch. She replicated each and every thrust with her stick.
"Ohhh Tesla~" Kindle moaned blissfully, "Fuck my wet pussy with your hard cock~" She blushed at the thought of even wanting to say such vulgar words, but she was enjoying the pleasure it brang too much to care.
She continued huffing and puffing while pumping the wood inside of her, releasing an occasional moan and an arrangement of lewd vulgarity indicating her pleasure and desire. Her eyes clenched tightly as she felt a familiar presence. Her walls were tightening around the stick, her back was arching, her paws squirming, and her moans were a higher pitch than previously. She was close, and she wasn't going to hold back. She braced herself as she pushed through further into ecstasy. Then the moment finally came (pun intended). With a gasp, she pulled the stick out just in time as a white liquid seeped out from her slit. After her climax, the scent of cinnamon became more apparent.
Kindle sat on the bed, breathless from her dirty deed. She proceeded to clean the stick of her fluids, enjoying the rich flavour it brang. Afterwards, she began cleaning up after herself; she did the best she could at cleaning her stains, she washed her stick off, and prepared a bath for herself. After her lengthy bath, Kindle groomed herself with a brush, put the stick back in the bag, and found a new piece of cotton to utilize. She then felt the heaviness in her eyes and decided to let sleep overcome her body.
The next morning started with Flint surprisingly manage to wake up before Rose had. He let out a lengthened yawn while stretching out his tired muscles. He decided to wake Rose up since they had somewhere to be. Flint nudged the peaceful eevee's body until she began to stir.
"C'mon, Rose, we got work to do."
She rolled over on her side to face Flint with her sleepy eyes. "That's not true, you have work to do."
"I can't leave you here."
"I'll manage," she said, then let out a yawn and went back to sleep
Flint wasn't amused. He bit down on the blanket and jerked it out from under her in a quick fashion, causing Rose to flop onto the ground. "Up."
"Fine...can we eat first?"
"No can do, I don't have any coins left, so we'll eat after work."
Rose's heart nearly stopped. "No... coins?" She repeated. "What the heck happened to all your money?"
Flint rubbed behind his head. "Well, I got a little carried away with eating out frequently, so I wasn't really keeping track. It shouldn't be too much of a problem, I'm sure working with the Princess will pay well."
"It better, or else we'll starve..."
As the two left their house, they noticed Nixie was leaving her house just at the same time.
"Good morning, Nixie," Flint called.
"Oh, h-hey Flint. Are you off to the castle too?"
"Yup, I've got work to do. You're welcome to join since it seems you're going there as well."
Nixie headed towards the two, joining with them as they walked back to the castle. Rose felt slightly uneasy with her presence, but tolerated it. The walk to the castle carried no conversation with it since no one really knew what to talk about. After arriving at the castle, the same process was repeated as last time and a guard escorted them into the castle. The guard left the three in the main hall, waiting for them was Mystic.
"Good morning you three, nice to see you all were capable of making it here," Mystic said. "Nixie, as you are already aware, you shall be working with me. Flint, you will be assisting the Princess with various tasks of which she needs fine by you."
"What am I to do with Rose?" Flint asked. "I can't exactly leave her home alone, and I'm sure she wouldn't be interested in this work."
"She can stay as a guest within the proximity of the castle until you are finished with your tasks for the day. We have tour guides, a daycare, and an eating hall to occupy her time."
"Who will be watching over her?"
"Some of our various guards."
"Are you okay with that, Rose?"
"Don't really have too much of a choice," she replied.
"Very well, if you all would please follow me, I will now take you all to your respective work stations."
The first stop was the daycare. Inside were various children of pokemon whom worked in the castle. There was a daycare built into the castle for the convenience of being close to where everyone worked. Watching over the children was a chansey. Rose awkwardly looked into the room seeing that most pokemon looked smaller than her, thus she assumed they were younger than her.
"Flint... I feel slightly out of place here..."
"I don't think there's much other options around..."
"Could I just go on one of those tours? Or eat? Preferably the later."
Before Flint could answer, the chansey noticed the newcomers and decided to greet them, "Hello! Welcome to our daycare! I'm the one in charge around here! Is this eevee your child, sir?"
Both Rose and Flint were taken aback by the chansey's overly happy behavior. They found it much worse than being with Kindle if she were to snort a line of sugar while already being hyper.
"Uh, yeah, I was just here to drop this eevee, Rose, off," Flint informed.
"Awww! She is so precious!" The chansey said, approaching Rose, causing her to hide behind Flint. "Follow me dear, I'll introduce you to the other children around here and let you play with our toys."
Rose refused to move anywhere near the large pink pokemon. Flint had to comfort her a tad bit before she finally did follow the chansey into the daycare. As a last cry for help, Rose looked back at Nixie and mouthed the words 'help me.' Nixie could only give a sympathetic smile to the helpless eevee.
Afterwards, Mystic lead Flint to his working station. "Okay, behind this door is mainly where you shall be working, Flint. Starshine should be droping by not too long from now and inform you more about the details of your tasks. For now, feel free to go inside and familiarize yourself with anything and everything. As for you, Nixie, you will be following me."
After the two left, Flint approached the door before him and pushed it open. Inside the room were four different desks, along the walls were various mapped out locations and charts. There was also a large cart carrying stacks of paper, and another cart that was empty. On top of the desks were various items, such as writing utensils, books, scattered papers, and candles.
Flint could already tell this was more than likely going to be a boring job, but as long as he got paid, he'd tolerate it. Eventually, Starshine slammed the door open, startling Flint.
"Good morning, Flint, how are you doing?" Starshine said in a bored tone.
"Im fine, I guess," Flint said, before correcting his rudeness, "- your majesty."
"Drop it."
"What?"
"The 'your majesty' shit, it honestly annoys me."
"I'm sorry?" Flint awkwardly replied.
"No, I'm sorry... I'm a bit stressed. Anyway, you're working with me now, just drop the formality junk unless we're around other royal officials."
"Okay, may I ask why though?"
"I already told you I find it annoying, I'll leave it at that for now. Let's just worry about your tasks for now. This room mainly focuses on our economy and trading routes."
"Why are you trusting some complete stranger like me to do a task this important. Also, you're the Princess, I'm working directly under your authority after just barely meeting you. It seems slightly suspicious."
"Well well well, aren't you quite a perceptive individual? Well, if you want to really know, this is to benefit both you and I."
"How so?"
Starshine began pacing around the room slowly, "As you can already see, you've been provided a job and a free house, those are your benefits. In return, you're helping me with my tasks. You're smarter than that, it seems, there is more to it than that. Honestly, Flint, I don't trust you at all."
"Then why have me work here for you?"
"Patience, I'm getting there. I need you to stay here in Whitestone, this is the safest place for Rose now that Tenebris knows of her existence. This is a problem since Tenebris has ill intentions. You may or may not be aware, but Tenebris and I were the last born eevee, it was made official through a sign by the gods. There's something special about Rose, Flint. Your story is very vague, and doesn't provide enough detail to tell us about her. I have a theory, but don't trust you enough to tell you. I need to learn more about Rose, and this is the true reason I wanted you and Rose to stay here." As Starshine finished her explanation, she also stopped pacing, ending back at the front of the door.
Flint seriously had to let this wave of information not only sink in, but drown him too. He had no idea how to respond for a couple minutes. "So, you're just using me... to get to her?"
"No, Flint, I'm protecting you as well since Tenebris more than likely has ill intentions towards you too since you are her caretaker. Don't feel that you're not important either, there's something about you that I can't quite make out."
"What do you mean?"
"I... don't know. Tell me... are you really feeling okay?"
Flint wasn't expecting the question, causing him to hesitate to answer. "I think so."
"No, let me rephrase: have you noticed anything strange lately?"
Flint was thrown off guard by the random question. However, it made him feel as if he wasn't sure how he actually was feeling.
Alright Nixie, the first thing you strongly need to learn about is using your mind correctly. The most important thing our brains are capable of is storing a ton of information. So, I am going to teach you about is your variability of storing as much information in your memory in a short period of time."
"How are you going to do that?"
"Like this." Mystic then threw a green ball at Nixie. Nixie barely caught it in time. "7-A-4." Then a red ball was thrown. "2-5-C." Lastly a blue ball was thrown, "T-3-3."
Nixie dodged the blue ball after already catching the previous two. "What was that for?"
"Quick, what did I say after throwing the red ball?"
"I don't know, you said some random numbers and letters."
"Do you remember exactly what I said?"
"Uhm... no..." Nixie replied, rubbing her arm nervously."
Mystic shook her head. "Pay close attention. We won't move on until you get this down."
For the next few hours, Nixie trained her brain in memorizing the codes that coordinated with the balls thrown. Mystic always used another set after restarting and would sometimes change up the question asking for which ball had a greater sum after adding the numbers, or quickly thinking of a word that started with the same letter as the one in the code. She was given eating breaks and resting periods. Eventually, it was time for her to go back home and rest her brain to be pushed to new limits the next day. Both Nixie and Flint continued their work as normal for the next few days. Flint got the hang of reading charts and memorizing trade routes to determine the flow of economy for the season while Nixie was slowly getting better and better at her memorizing abilities. The two were, of course, being paid for their jobs. Flint made a couple of silvin and bronzin daily while occasionally making a pentra if things went exceptionally well. Nixie was paid based on how much she progressed a day.
Rose wasn't really enjoying herself in the daycare since she was older than the others. She was mainly bored and decided to relax and eat when permitted. Kindle and Tesla went on about their daily lives, except for the fact that they weren't with each other. Kindle hadn't seen Tesla enter the hotel room throughout their days in Whitestone, she became worried, but decided to not think too much of it. Most of her nights were repeats of the other due to her heat.
Speaking of which, everything seemed steady going until one-day. Flint was enjoying sleeping in since Starshine had decided to not let him work on weekends yet. However, someone else in his household was a bit restless. Rose was tossing and turning on her end of the bed. Her heart rate had increased, she felt very uncomfortable, but most importantly, her inner thighs were experiencing a hot sensation that irritated her. She attempted rubbing her two hindlegs together to hopefully ease the warmth she felt. However, no matter how much she tried, it only seemed to flare her up more. She was finally experiencing her heat.
Eventually, her rumbling awoke the growlithe on the other side of the bed. Flint rubbed his eyes as he slowly woke up and his nose was instantly filled with a sweet scent of roses. He snapped his head towards Rose to see that she was already awake and looked uncomfortable.
"Are you okay, Rose?"
"What does it look like?"
It took Flint a moment to realize, but he eventually remembered that Rose was in heat. The scent gave it away for him and also dragged him into another flashback.
"Adara, you're being impulsive," Flint said, struggling to push her away from him.
"In other occasions, yes, but not you, Flint. I was a bit nervous to ask you, but you're the only person I would truly want to have claim me."
"Wait, nervous? Why?"
"Don't take any offense to this, but a lot of the growlithe think you're... gay."
Flint's face went red, more out of anger than embarrassment. "What!? How do they-"
Adara silenced him with her paw. "Don't think too much of it. I don't want to change the subject, Flint. I want to confess my love for you."
"You're still being impulsive, you've shown no interest in me until right this second."
"I've loved you for awhile now, Flint, but I think my heat is what's finally giving me courage to tell you. I was able to resist my urges on my way out of the village. Then you came along, you're the only growlithe I love. You're kind, sweet, handsome, your reddish orange eyes are dreamy, and you just saved my life. How did you even get out here in the first place?"
"I don't know, I was following a strange scent I hadn't smelt before."
"And what did it smell like?"
"Uhh, it was fruity and sweet. Like fruits in a bed of flowers or something."
"That was my scent, Flint. It's almost like we were destined to be here at this moment. If you hadn't came along, that zangoose would have had his way with me. Flint, there is no other way I can think of saying this, but I want you to claim me and make me yours."
"I-I don't know, Adara. I'm not sure if I feel the same way about you. I'm also... inexperienced..."
"Don't worry, this'll be my first time too," she reassured. "I don't care if you don't love me like I do you, just do this for me. Please?"
Flint shook the thoughts out of his head, wondering why he kept remembering that day specifically recently.
"Rose, how exactly do you... feel?"
"I can't explain it too well, but it feels slightly uncomfortable between my legs, almost as of there's an itch that can't be scratched, but it also hurts a lot."
"This is what I feared... you're in heat."
"Gee, thanks, Flint. Wouldn't have figured that one on my own."
"No need for an attitude," Flint scolded.
Rose continued twisting in her sheets as she struggled to get comfortable. She wasn't paying too much attention as a sheet had tangled between her legs and against her genital region. The sensation caused Rose to moan out of instinct, which quickly made her blush from the unexpected sound.
"Fuck, I need to find Kindle." Flint bolted towards the door.
"Wait, you're leaving me here?"
"I can't take you in town while you're in heat. Just... stay here, I'll be back momentarily."
Flint ran all around town unable to find any sign of Kindle. It did no good that he hadn't an idea of where she was staying in the city. He then had to result to his second best option, which was to either ask Nixie or Mystic. He decided on mystic since she seemed smarter and could probably handle the issue better.
"If you really want my opinion, your best bet is to leave her in your house until her heat cycle ends." Mystic explained, she then took a sip from her tea.
"That's your advice?"
"Do you have any better ideas?"
"...no."
"Exactly. There is not much you can do. If you do not mind me asking, have you given her 'the talk?'"
"What talk?"
"You know, the birds and the combee."
"Yeah, kinda..." Flint replied, scratching the back of his head.
"You don't sound confident in your answer. So this is my next piece of advice: take her to a sex ed. class."
"Why?"
"To educate her about these things. Hell, she can meet my children too, since they will be attending the class sometime in the future. Who knows, they could all possibly become friends. Not with benefits though."
"You have kids?"
"Two as a matter of fact."
"Interesting... When is the next class?"
"In a few weeks. I'll let you know as it gets closer. For now, just worry about her heat."
I hope you all enjoyed this chapter.
A couple of things I want to address about this chapter: you may or may not have noticed that the way Mystic talks changes a bit in this chapter. It won't be addressed in the story, but basically Mystic sometimes over explains things to help exercise her brain; other times, she becomes lazy and neglects doing so. Secondly, the explicit scene with Kindle was my first ever explicit scene I've written, so I apologize if it kinda sucked. I plan on around nine or ten more adult themed scenes throughout the rest of this story, so hopefully I get better.