Avery's Pokemon

Evangeline/Eva (Umbreon)
Gender: Female
Nature: Rash

Lady (Kirlia)
Gender: Female
Nature: Modest

Chastity (Buneary)
Gender: Female
Nature: Adamant

Dusty (Furfrou)
Gender: Male
Nature: Hardy

Sprite (Surskit)
Gender: Female
Nature: Quirky

? (Zoroark?)
Gender: Female
Nature: ?

Chapter: Darkness Rises

It was pretty cold outside but I didn't really want to go inside yet. Lady felt so right and warm in my arms that I wouldn't have minded sitting on those steps for another hour or ten. I ran my fingers along her emerald headpiece as she rested her cheek on my chest, eyes closed, just resting. We were both fine not saying a word. We'd kissed so lovingly, so intensely, and for such a long duration that she'd been satisfied, and so had I. Something I think we both thought was impossible. I wouldn't have minded kissing her again of course, but I was happy just holding her now. My thoughts drifted in a direction I'd been avoiding, and I found my eyes focused on my hyper-pink poketch screen.

Lady already knew what I was thinking about. Maybe she was lurking in my mind, maybe she just knew me really well; either way the kirlia struck at my weak spot immediately, just like she had about Juliet and my reluctance to begin that journey. 'You should just get it over with… and don't say 'what do you mean'. It's annoying when you act stupid.'

"... I don't want to do anything."

'And then you act stupid anyways. Ugh. Don't want to or are too scared to ?'

"Don't want to. Lady. For some reason you and Eva liked her, but all my life Mom's been nothing but a nasty, lazy pig. Calling her right now, or in general, would be a bad idea."

'Hmph. Well, I like her because she put you on this earth, shares your blood. Without her, you never would've been born, and it's my understanding she hasn't done anything yet to make me ignore her existence. That alone makes her slightly better than everyone else.'

"Well, I want to ignore her existence."

'Your mind doesn't, hence why it keeps lingering on her. Master, you're just angry with her right now! Maybe you will be for a while, or forever, but I think it's strange to pretend you're not worried about her… especially considering the kind of people after us, Master. In some ways, I'm still angry at you, you know. Yet I want to kiss you again, until I can't anymore. Saying you hate her, want to pretend she's gone, is like when I think 'Master is sooooo stupid he couldn't possibly order me around properly in battle.''

"... You've thought that about me? That's not very nice!" I pouted, and she giggled.

"Mmm, neither is denying me kisses, it's just senseless thinking. Not all thoughts are meaningful, some exist just to get discarded. Maybe you'll be unable to properly guide me in battle, maybe one day your mother will sleight you so terribly you truly will strike her from your heart but right now that is not reality. I know the truth in my core, just like you know the truth when you call her mean words. You're not a fool. She is a human you hold dear. You pushed forward through troubled times for her and your sister… in the same way that you push forward for us… for me , now.'

"I do love my mom despite everything. You're right… and in many ways I'm grateful for her. I may have been the one buying the food but Mom was the one cooking it… I used to fall asleep in her arms, her fingers combing through my hair; I'd lay back against her, and she was so soft, warm, me so small … So, when she came home crying, day after day, unable to work after Dad abandoned us, I willingly became a man. I decided I'd start laboring as soon as I was able. From the day I first brought home cash, supplies, and food for us she always cooked my meals with extra love. Now though, it's like whenever I think of her my brain just reminds me what a lust-stained, gluttonous piece of bitch she is. She screwed up a lot, especially lately."

'Well… From what I've seen Master, all you humans have different lifestyles, struggles, and wishes, and they don't often align. And most of humanity seems to be made up of "pieces of bitches." Including you. Just like you ignored my feelings and did whatever you wanted before tonight, your mother's been ignoring your needs and feelings as well. Doesn't mean that she always will."

'I never wanted to neglect you, Lady.' I pushed into her mind, let her taste my honest thoughts herself.

But she merely smiled wryly. 'I know. You embraced being a coward so much it just became second nature to you.'

It was harshly said, but not a lie. "I thought being with me might be bad for you. It probably is."

'You're weak right now, that's the only issue… and your perpetual dishonesty. I could hear how much you wanted me in your mind, feel it in my soul. You'd look at me like I was the only mon in the world and then… nothing. It truly hurt me every time you turned away, every time you denied me touches or kisses or… but the point is not to apologize to me, Master. I just mean that… maybe, one day , the distance between you and your mother will shorten.' Staring up, Lady smiled softly. I loved her small, pretty freckled face so much at that moment. Not human, yet beauty personified, adorable... The perfect kirlia.

'She's perfection.'

Leaning over and down, I couldn't help but shove my face in hers, our lips soon crushed together. I was rougher when I kissed her this time, tasting the inside of her mouth, pushing my tongue against hers. When we were done we were both heavily breathing. Lady's red gaze simmered with desire. 'Call her, Master. I'll be right here for you, supporting you. Alright? So, put your anger aside. Then, when you're finished, we'll go inside.'

"Alright, fine, but just because I want to make sure she's reaching out to Zoey since I'm apparently blacklisted until we get going for Juliet." I scowled and searched for my mom's contact on the list, pulling it up easily. I ignored her huge messages in the chat log, and just hit dial. It was pretty damn late, I wasn't expecting a response, would've been grateful if it just rang endlessly but I was shocked when her reply was immediate. A request for a video chat came through.

I hesitated, but decided why not, accepting the request.

Emiko POV, Third person. Reader's Note: One of Avery's half-sister's, Aldyr, his father, has two daughters with another woman (that you know of. They have taken over his home with permission from his father, and await his return.

"P-Please, won't you have mercy?"

"What do you think, Chizuru, should we show mercy to this fat-titted hag?" Emphasizing her words, Emiko the blue-eyed twin, new matriarch of the household in her own eyes, squeezed the breasts of Amy Higgs and grinned at her twin sister. The silver-haired girl had Amy tied down, blind-folded, an egg-vibrator strapped to her clit, two broad dildos shoved in her sopping wet entrance, and another in her ass. Around her entire body an Arbok was coiled, squeezing viciously for the twins' entertainment. From afar, Buster the Machamp, Amy's Pokemon boyfriend, watched on with his hands over his crotch and a horrified expression on his half-canine/humanoid face. He was ashamed to be enjoying the violation of his favorite human, did not quite understand that sometimes desires could overcome the soul, twist and distort based on circumstance. And so, he took the feeling of shame intensely, deeply, and could only make sense of it by determining himself unworthy of her, a weakling. After all, he could not protect her.

All this and more Emiko could extract from the massive, slate-skinned being with a mere brush of her mind. She was a powerful psychic, better than her mother already, and so young. She smirked, enjoying the sincere, unique taste of the loyal fighting-type's humiliation, his energy a mere droplet of enjoyment in comparison to the great sea she garnered while tormenting her pseudo-mother, Amy Higgs.

"Hmm… maybe if she apologizes for trying to sneak out on us." Chizuru said after a long silence in which Amy waited, breath abated, only for the violet-eyed twin to develop a matching smirk when Amy hurriedly, desperately cried-

"I-I won't run away again. I'm sorry!"

"Mm. Not very sincere. More desperate than anything. And of course, she refuses to cum like a good girl for you. Keeps resisting everytime when really she should be begging for orgasms… " Chizuru pondered.

Emiko giggled, nodding, her ice eyes flashing. "I don't think we can be lenient, Big Sister. I think we're going too easy on her, even."

Hearing that, Amy let out a harsh, excited sound. Half-despair, half-lust, she realized there was no mercy to be found, only physical surrender. So, when the Arbok slithered under direction of her trainer's orders she didn't complain this time when the tightening of its scaled, massive length caused the sex toys to surge deeper into her wet slit, her back hole, the intensifying of the vibration making her shriek, writhe, and-

"C-coming! Coming again!" Amy wailed.

"Champ!" Buster roared in agony, pure hatred in his face as he glowered at the twins, then as his lover's cries filled the air, his eyes shot to her. Amy's body was seized by the shakes of ecstasy he'd grown to crave and call his own, his gaze was stolen away. He couldn't stop looking at Amy as she came all over the fake cocks stabbed into her bottom entrances; his rock-hard dick twitched and throbbed beneath the odd false breeches that housed his cock, betraying his true emotions, even if his simple mind didn't.

"That's right. Roar like the beast you are… yet you can't do anything," Emiko sneered, "your trainer is so pathetic and afraid of us he's hiding in another room."

Amy panted. "Mason just doesn't want to see the sick things you do…"

Emiko scoffed and Amy screamed when the young, tattooed woman reached over and turned up the intensity of her vibrator with the little remote in her twin sister's hand. Chizuru giggled and clapped in pleasure, clearly approving of her younger twin's actions. Emiko opened her mouth to pile insults into the disgusting excuse of a woman, dark-eyed, plump and beautiful, but fell silent when she saw the look on her new mother's face. The pure rebellion in her expression.

"Do whatever you want to me, I don't care!"

'Amy, you really are a waste. My father's right.' Because she never knew when to shut her mouth. Emiko understood why her father despised Amy Higgs, and was disrupted by her energy. Her refusal to submit without being shoved there was somehow admirable and the most aggravating thing in the world. Emiko was used to getting the reactions she craved, but the Higgs matron seemed to enjoy denying her.

Then, just as she was about to send another Pokémon out, a boy one to steal away Buster's pride as a male even more, Amy's Poketch blared. Loud and shrill, the wrist-strapped device gleamed vividly. Emiko glowered at Chizuru, nodded toward the piece of tech.

Her submissive slut of a sister stumbled forward, grabbed onto Amy, and checked the screen closely. Chizuru's piercing-studded face lit up with pure unfettered joy. "It's him! It's him!"

Emiko went cold, yet her heart began to race a thousand miles an hour, threatening to break from her chest. The heart-shaped girl worried her bottom lip with her teeth as Chizuru unstrapped Amy's Poketch, ignoring her protests, and brought it over to her more dominant sister. There it was.

Call from *Avery Higgs(Sweet son of mine)

Avery! Emiko seethed. The bastard that stole them away from their beloved father, the male that somehow took priority over her purely because of the cock between his legs. Emiko hated him. Hated men. She hasn't expected to hear from him so soon, wondered what Father would want her to do.

"Should we show him all the fun things we're doing with Mother!?" Chizuru asked in delight, and Emiko considered that for a moment. "Bet that would make him run right home."

"No. I'll talk to him alone, I think."

"A-alone!? But… but I want to talk to him too!"

"Well, I don't care what you want."

When it came to boys, Chizuru did not submit, never had. She'd tease Emiko, flirt with all kinds of men, including their father, right in front of her. At the end of the day, she claimed she had her priorities straight. She wasn't like Emiko, who dreaded the day her father found a match for her among her many brothers. Chizuru wanted to be mated, wanted to have as many strong children as possible.

Seeing the look of rebellion of Chizuru's face, she slapped the girl.

"Go to the other room! I'm the one in charge."

But her twin hardened her gaze. "You don't know how to talk to boys. You'll scare him away. Father wants him to come home… he didn't say anyone was in charge. Not this time."

Emiko's mind went black with rage. Before she could strike her sister again, drag her from the room, Chizuru hurriedly answered the call, dashing away to escape her sister's slaps and scratches.

(Avery's POV)

"Who… who the fuck are you!?"

There was a beautiful girl staring at me from the other side of the screen. One of the most stunning, exotic creatures I'd ever seen. Clad in a kimono that hung off her shoulders, she had the tops of her creamy breasts on display, the sleeves pushed back to reveal many slithering, intricate tattoos of unknown meaning, if any. Her eyes were narrow, almond-shaped, and the most familiar color… Void violet. Suddenly, I didn't need an explanation. I saw it in the shape of her angular, heart-shaped face, saw it in her sick smile… This girl looked like my father.

"It's so good to finally see your pretty face," the girl said in a dreamy, faraway tone. "Our father's description did you little justice, Little Brother."

"Why are you being so fucking friendly?" A second voice asked angrily, and a second face appeared behind the first. There was a brief struggle, and I heard a familiar, odd cry, a moan. "Show him what we have for him!"

Was that the sound of Mom? She seemed in pain, was crying, yet I couldn't see her. The second twin, blue-eyed and braided, giggled when she saw my face and wandering gaze.

"Who are you? Are you with Salvation? What exactly do you want from me?""

"So many questions, and all of them SOOO boring."

Their flawless faces pissed me off, they were wearing matching odd little smiles, though their gazes were opposite. The one with violet eyes was staring at me like I was some kind of lovely thing, but from face alone I knew the blue-eyed one hated me.

"I don't give a fuck if they're boring. Where's my mom? That's her in the background, right? Show me her."

"Oh, Avery! Please don't look!"

"I-"

"Wouldn't you rather talk to us…" The glacial-eyed girl asked softly, and I watched her reach her hand over to someone, something off screen. She began to move her arm back and forth, a thrusting motion. Then, suddenly-

"M-Mmnn! H-he can hear me! You're… you're monsters, you're nnn! Mmmmmmm, oh fuck, oh fuck I'm sorry- I'm so sorry, I'm cumminggggg!"

If I hadn't just seen my mother getting rawed by a machamp days ago I would've probably reacted more. As it was, I could hear her having a good time. In fact, when I focused, I could hear a great deal of slick, sloshing noises. My moms cunt was probably a wet fucking mess. Typical…

I was shocked by my own apathy. Yet grateful for it.

'Master don't give them a reaction. Look at the way they gaze at you… they're trying to upset you, enrage you…'

I was glad Lady noticed their intentions as early as I did. This wasn't unlike dealing with Vanessa. Except my mom wouldn't be used against me, I wouldn't allow it.

"So, you're… what, raping my pig mom, is that it? To what end?"

"Pig mom?! Hmph." The one that hated me scowled. "You sound like you don't care about her at all."

"I just know there's no negotiating with your type. Oh please… please go easy on my mom, she's a good woman, she doesn't deserve it! Is that what you expect?" I grinned. "Well, it'd be a lie. Hate to break it to you but if you're fucking her to break her you should know my moms a poke-fucking slut. No way to break someone who's already completely fucked already."

"A-Avery!" Amy screamed, and the twins turned the camera to my mom. For a second, I almost couldn't keep my act up. Couldn't she tell that I didn't really mean it? Couldn't she tell that if I didn't act this way they'd get some kind of sick satisfaction, make demands, or worse? Unless they thought Mom meant nothing to me, they'd continue to assault her… that was my thought process, and then I saw it.

My dusky-skinned mother was strapped to a chair. Around her curvy, naked body, a massive violet serpent slithered and entrapped her. An Arbok, the poison-type, and a huge one. Her wrists were bound, along with her ankles. The buzzing of a vibrator filled the speaker, and I got an up-close look at my mom's glistening pussy. I tried not to avert my eyes, kept my face palm.

"You're some perverted freaks, aren't you? And dykes, too?"

"Dyke!?- Y-You-" Then, the silver-haired girl smiled, her blue eyes flashing frigidly, self-control carefully maintained - just like mine. Somehow, I got the sense that she was reading me through the screen, the same way I was her, we were sizing each other up. Her expression was just as unreadable as her sister's, but in a different way. She seemed colder, and yet somehow, I got an equally bad vibe from the first girl, even if she seemed a bit more friendly. "I'm not surprised you're a bigot, considering you're fatherless. Anyways, shouldn't you care more about your mother? Or are you enjoying the show, perhaps~"

"She wishes I enjoyed it," I laughed and shrugged. "I disowned that bitch when I caught her the other night with a fat Pokemon dick in her and she didn't even have the decency to stop. Reached out to me, wanted me to join in. Sick woman, just like you two it seems. Do whatever you want with her. I wanted to catch up a bit, but I guess I'll leave you three be."

I hated seeing the way me saying that made my mom tear up, but finally… it worked. The twins stared at me, an odd expression on one, the other still entirely enraged. The blue-eyed girl reached down to her pokeball belt, returned her Arbok, and marched away from my Mother, leaving her abandoned and thankfully no longer being fucked. She took the poketch with her, and had her face stuffed in the screen.

As she walked, my mother fell away from vision, but for the moment it seemed her "torment" had ended, and I had her attacker's full attention.

"I told you to let me handle it!" The violet-eyed girl hissed, and the jostling of the camera brought the tattooed, piercing-clad girl into vision, "you made the show unenjoyable for him Emiko!"

"No normal boy would react like that to his mother being violated," Blue Eyes remarked.

"I'm not a normal boy," I sighed, "you two aren't normal girls either. We all share the same dad… so how about we skip all the games, and you just tell me what the fuck you want?

So Blue Eyes and Braids was Emiko, Purple Eyes with Bangs was Chizuru. My half-sisters… I couldn't believe it. I felt numb, it didn't quite hit me yet. Emiko sneered. "Father's craving a reunion. He sends his regards."

So Aldyr Higgs really had just walked back in… "Where is he. Then? Should be there. Did he ditch you guys? Doesn't seem to be around."

"None of your business," Emiko snapped, but there was something there in her tone. I took a jab, wondering just how good my people-reading skills had become.

"Ahhh so our daddy dipped as soon as he dropped you off at my place, huh? Classic Dad, first time being abandoned by him? It's not so bad when you get used to it."

'Master it's scary how good you are at acting like a bad person.'

"He didn't abandon me- u-us," Emiko stammered hastily, "a lot of business back in Johto is just too important to be ignored!" Her voice was way too shrill.

I decided to focus on the violet-eyed girl with piercings, so-called Chizuru. Her body was amazing, but I tried to ignore that, despite it being on display… never seen tattoos like that, they accentuated every inch of skin. "Chi, what does our deadbeat dad want from me exactly? Why does it involve you raping my mom?"

"Well… that was just Emiko doing her for fun. Don't worry, she acts tough, but she's not that rough with her. Your Carrier is enjoying herself. Emi likes turning women into her playthings. I have a … different type , though she has your eyes, so it's not so bad…"

'Master… why does this strange sister of yours want to mate with you? I can feel it through the screen…?!'

'I suppose for the same reason those two are tormenting Mom. They're sick in the head. No surprise, my dad was screwy.'

"Notice you didn't answer my question. What's he want?"

"To reunite with his son," Chizuru explained. "The same way I want to meet my brother in person for the first time~"

Emiko nodded, and I couldn't help but notice that compared to her sister she was pretty… assetless. "That's right! You have to return home immediately."

Sounded like a trap, and chaos. I wasn't my father's bitch; I wasn't going to run home to eat food from his hands or lick his boots like I was the little boy he'd walked away from still. "I'm not interested. Got a lot of shit on my plate already that I've been dealing with, but thanks. Send Dad that little message for me, will ya?"

"You insufferable little-"

"It's getting late here. Do me a favor, will ya? Go easy on my ma. Also, from what I know, she's real into being humiliated so if you really wanna torture her be extra vanilla when you fuck her, okay? It'll bore her to death. Aight, maybe we'll talk again… for me it's sleepy time."

"W-what!? You don't even want to talk to-"

I hung up.

'Master…'

"Yea, Lady?"

'I hate those pieces of bitches.'

'Me too, and they're supposedly my sisters…'

'Apparently sharing blood with you isn't enough Master. I hope to never see those girls again.'

'-and yet somehow, I think we haven't heard the last of them. I just hope I didn't make it worse for my mom.'

'Somehow I doubt it… Master… can we go inside now?'

"Yes, please. I'm done with calls…"

When we returned to the room everyone else was asleep. Oddly, that made me immensely relieved. I pulled my shirt off, yawning heavily, and put away what little food was left out in the trash. Evangeline was passed out on the bed, Chastity, Sprite, and Dusty on the little sofa. The TV was still on, another horror flick. I turned the volume down, rubbing at my eyes, and after splashing some cold water in my face, trying to get that odd little interaction with my "sisters" out of my head, I turned to bed.

Lady was sitting there, sifting through the black briefcase we'd gotten from the Iron Joint.

"What's that?" I asked quietly, and she shrugged, before pulling out this lacy black thing, small, clearly made for a buneary. Lady pressed the material against herself, and making a pleased sound, slipped into it - each limb naturally slid into the right spot. It was a bit oddly-proportioned, but it was… well, it was just lingerie for a Pokemon. Not exactly coordinator clothes…

I gulped. "Hey, take that off…"

Lady caught the look on my face. She walked into the half-dark bathroom, and, using her powers to float herself up onto the sink, she twirled and stared at herself. Her slim, long limbs looked great clad in all that black, it accentuated her pale and green body, somehow emphasizing her lack of curves, giving her a girlish, seductive look. When she turned her eyes to me, they smoldered. She thought she looked sexy in that, it was written all over her face, and before I could say a word she went back to silently admiring herself in the mirror.

For a moment, I was struck with a very odd image… a memory... of a woman at a vanity, with an expression just like that, and blonde hair… and I swore that I saw a flash of blonde in the mirror, a smiling face, gone just as quick.

"-W-what the-" I reached over, turned the other two lights in the bathroom on. The slight darkness was banished. Only Lady was in the mirror… yet for a moment I'd sworn…

"Lady, take that off... let's go to bed."

(Chizuru's POV Third Person)

"I'm going to make that little bitch regret toying with my emotions!" Emiko shrieked. Since the call had ended an hour ago she had been on a rampage. There was nothing Emiko hated more than uppity men, and it seemed her brother had struck a chord deep in her psyche, disrupting the total control she liked to pretend she had.

Chizuru sighed in annoyance as her other half threw a small table across the room with a wave of psychic energy, causing splintered wood to scatter everywhere, painting the floor of Avery's bedroom; the twins took it for their own. His smell was everywhere, and Chizuru ran her face along his pillow. She'd usually placate her sister, but her mind was lingering on those dark, warm eyes from the call. Her father had made it clear what one of them was to do with Avery if he truly had the potential. After seeing him, she'd started to tingle, felt his potential in his tone, saw it on his face, heard it in his tone… she coveted the position under him for herself. Was he as powerful as their father? Certainly as beautiful…

"Umm, Emi, he was toying with your… what, exactly?" She sat splayed out on Avery's bed, inhaling his scent from his pillow and watching a film while her sister exploded.

"He was trying to piss me off! Did you see the way he only paid attention to you for the second half of the call, only looked at you…! And when we showed him Amy, nothing, he has to be faking it!"

"Why do you care? I think you're just mad because he kept sneaking peeks at my chest." Chizuru teased, laughing when her sister threw another object, this one made of glass. "Oh, calm down, I was kidding. Shall we go play with Amy some more to ease your mood?"

Emiko spun, pale face red. "There is nothing I would despise more than THAT! He's right, you know. She tries to hide it, but I can see into her mind… that pig enjoys it when we stick her."

Chizuru sighed. "Well, who wouldn't? We're quite good at-"

"Stop talking back!" When Emiko slapped her, she wasn't surprised. More of the usual treatment. Maybe one day she'd slap her little twin back, but as it was, Chi merely let the pain spark, enjoyed the tingle in her clit it earned, spread her thighs and didn't complain when Emiko shoved her legs apart.

"Acting treacherous because you got one look at our stupid brother. Suddenly I'm not good enough?"

"You are…" Chizuru lied softly.

"Disloyal bitch. Show me that filthy place…" The violet-eyed twin's kimono was stripped with ease, and she never wore panties. Just as Emi accused, she was soaked. "Wet for him, aren't you?"

"And you feel it too, don't you, Emi? When he didn't look at you, you felt a tingle… down there. He knows you… because he has it, the potential. He read you. He's powerful, maybe worthy of-"

"He could never be worthy! Nobody is worthy of me, j-just shut up!" It was a mere guess, a shot in the dark, but Chizuru didn't miss the pink in her little sister's cheeks, the way she tried to hide it by burying her face in Chizuru's neck and sucked on her neck, leaving angry hickeys. "I felt nothing! If he's not going to come for us… I say we ditch that pig woman, this shit apartment… and drag him back to dad ourselves."

"A wonderful idea…"

Emiko beamed. "Why wait here? We'll call him tomorrow. Demand to know where he is, and pursue him!"

"Mmm yes, and when we rub our clits together tonight," Chizuru whispered, "we should think of him."

"Yes, and- W-what!? No! I'm not like you! I don't want that with him, stop with that nonsense!"

"Nnn…" Chizuru moaned vaguely when her sister struck her again, falling silent. She pretended it was someone else striking her, would Avery put her in her place the same way?

Emiko closed the distance between them. "I'll never be with a man. And never the baby-faced bastard that stole us from our training!" So she said, but when their bodies came together, when Chizuru slid her fingers into her sister's wet place as usual, the younger girl closed her eyes. Chizuru did what they'd agreed to never do. She peered into her sister, undetected, saw all her hidden truths, and at the same time- she pistoned her fingers into Emiko, fast and steady, determined to draw every thought and all her wetness out…

There it was. Even if Emiko would never admit it, she was picturing his bastard dick in her, she was thinking it-

'That bastard, oh fuck, I hate him- I hate him. Fuck it all away, make me forget his stupid face, forget father's stupid face!~'

Chizuru slipped out, savoring the taste of her twin's secret truth, and her ability to extract the information so cleanly. Unlike Emiko, she wasn't all that powerful, but she was subtle with her abilities. She could change minds, ease emotions, make dreams and ideas and thoughts far more pleasant for others, or worse… she could do many things that Emiko couldn't. Avery was there in both their mind already after just one conversation, and Emi wanted to pretend he wasn't a Pillar, a psychic worthy of not just one of them, but perhaps even both. Unlike Emiko, Chizuru saw the truth. They both had their reasons to leave this household to go after him. For now, however, they'd continue to enjoy their new mother's hospitality.

'Take what you want. What we both want. It's only natural.'

Lady trembled, shivered in her sleep. Her trainer's limbs were chains around her. The kirlia squirmed within his grasp, mind consumed with hot, feverish images of Avery's dark eyes and handsome visage replaced by a different face framed with golden locks, eyes sunken and dead. In her dreams, a different human embraced her, held her under waves of dark desire, drowned her in it.

'You want him, you deserve him! He even said that all you have to do is ask for it! Our throne awaits. Take it. I want to feel his lips; I want to feel him. Don't deny me… I truly hate being denied.'

Lady stirred, her eyes slowly opening. The voice was impossible to be conscious of, an after-thought, an echo of her own desires, and yet shaping them, molding them… only aware of one thing… she was sticky down there, molten hot. She needed it. Glancing up, she felt her usual nightly desire staring at Avery's face. He had no right being so gorgeous, her beautiful boy, she'd earned him, she'd bought him, she'd enslaved- Then, just as quickly, she forgot all about all that, as a gentle mouth pressed to her earhole, hushing away all those forbidden thoughts.

'That's it… now take it. Give him to me.'

(Avery's POV)

'Master… W-Wake up…'

Lady's voice… I sat up urgently, fearing the worst, but all was well in our hotel room. My little psychic-type was peering up at me from under a veil of covers, her chin pressed against my chest. Those rose-colored suns, I still couldn't believe they were her eyes, simmered with a familiar desire.

The tv hummed in the background. The channel had been clicked off at some point, only gray noise played.

Lady ran her hands up and down my bare shoulders and chest in suggestion, tracing my many scars with her fingers. Her smile was somehow sweet and sultry, her freckled face impossible to look away from. Her fingertips drew magical circles of warmth along my body, sending tingles deep into me. The pure lust in her expression made my dick stiffen in a matter of seconds.

'Lady, if we wake the other girls up it won't end well for me, you know that right… especially since Chastity was in the mood earlier. You'll probably get away with it, but not I…'

'They won't wake up, don't worry… and I don't care about that right now… Master, you said not to do it again without permission, to-to ask… so…' Lady stared at my mouth meaningfully, her cheeks stained with embarrassment, eyes unable to meet mine anymore. Suddenly, I understood, our earlier conversation settled in.

'That is so fucking hot. Damn it, Lady… I'm not holding back.' Reaching out, I gathered Lady's little chin in my hand, letting the tip of my tongue moisten my lips. I let her see it, the tongue she seemed to desire so strongly, and her eyes widened as she watched the saliva spread across my mouth. Lady shivered, and she shifted on my chest, thighs spreading apart to let in cool air. She rocked back and forth on my chest. The motion caused her slick, dripping core to press against my skin, smearing it across me. So wet! I groaned, and tried not to start jerking off then and there.

'M-Master… your tongue~ I want it!' Lady stuck her tongue out, waiting for a deep kiss. I glanced around the room. I wasn't sure how Eva would react to seeing us like this, and at the same time, Lady and I both needed this. I'd make it quick, drive my little kirlia to orgasm so fast it would be impossible for my little umbreon to notice. It would be too noisy if we made out, we both got way too into it everytime we did, so I skipped the kiss, surprising her by dropping my hands down to her hips, laying back and placing her on my face. Her legs now hung down on either side of my face. Embarrassed, she clutched my dark hair. I froze as I stared at her dripping sex, so pretty and wet just for me. Lady was blushing furiously, trying to hide her face, bite back her noises…

I leaned down, and got my first taste of her slick, lime-green flower, pushing the delicate lips apart with my tongue. I stroked up and down, and groaned as I got my first whiff. Suddenly, everything around me was her, all I could focus on was pleasing her. Lady tasted so good, so sweet… I assaulted her swollen clitoris with my tongue, rolling the hardened nub round and round, sometimes slow, other times harshly jerking the muscle into her sweet spot up and down, abusing the sensitive nerves at the tip.

Lady's hand flew to her mouth, and her eyes widened, her entire body locking up. She tried to hide it, but her muffled scream came slightly through, and she tossed her head back, wrapping her legs around my face and panting heavily. In the next few moments, she writhed and rode my tongue. She let all her inhibitions go. Staring down at me, the slender, freckled kirlia coated my chin and mouth with all she had to offer. She was so soaked, and the more I licked and dug my tongue into her sweet hole, the more she gave. It was a cycle I didn't want to end, but soon enough, Lady's stomach was tightening as she spasmed, body taken over by orgasm.

'M-Master… Oh Master…'

"Won't you just call me Avery for once? I mean, come on… look at me, I'm licking your cute little pussy, Lady… you drive me crazy with that Master shit all the time."

Lady seemed like she wanted to retort, but that was no good, so I began sucking and eating her wet hole again, not caring that she'd just come. Oversensitive, she thrashed, hands jerking out to push my face away. I wouldn't let her. I'd take whatever I wanted, because I was her Master, unless she'd say it… "Call me Avery, and I'll show you mercy," I whispered in a teasing voice. "If you don't, I'll suck and lick that clit of yours until you scream and wake everyone up."

My kirlia scowled, but the threat hung heavy and very real in the air. I started vigorously grinding my tongue into the base of her clit, sucking harshly all the while. Lady's little hands slapped at my face, weak resistance, but then I softened my ministrations, easing my tongue now in a slow, gentle rhythm around her clitoris. Lady's scarlet gaze shimmered with pure love.

"Say it," I whispered, mouth dripping with her juices, "say it or I'll punish you, Lady…"

At the word "punish" her scarlet gaze widened once again. 'M-Master Avery…'

"Nah, that's cheating." Losing patience, I flipped our positions slowly, placing Lady on her back on my pillow. I threatened to keep my mouth away from her cunny when she began to whine.

'N-Mm! Don't stop! I'm sorry-! I'll be good for you, Avery !'

Finally! I could've wept with joy. No way I could refuse that kind of begging. Hearing her think my name like that set my damn soul on fire. Leaning forward, I abandoned the last vestiges of my hesitation. I didn't stop eating her wet little slit, caressing her clit and humming to send vibrations through her, until she couldn't move anymore. Satisfied, soaked with sweat, Lady closed her eyes.

I sighed softly, wrapped my arms around her. Sharing the bed, Eva didn't seem to be awake, and on the couch the other three were still deep asleep. All was well…

Right as I was about to knock out again, I saw a message flash on my Poketch.

Amy: I'm sorry you saw me like that

-And

Amy: I overheard them… I'm sure they'll see this message tomorrow. If you don't come home they'll come for you… so why don't you just return home, honey?

The message rang false. It wasn't her.

Avery: No worries, it's nothing I haven't pretty much already seen. I'll return home when I'm ready. As for them coming after me, they can try. I'll be on a boat soon. They can follow after if they want. Tell them to meet me in Canalave so I can beat them in a battle and send them home back to Daddy.

I was gambling again, just like I had with Noella. If I was wrong about Emiko, if it wasn't really her on the other end, I was just being cruel to my mom. The message back was immediate, confirming my suspicion that my mom's device had been confiscated.

Amy: They'll be there.