Romances of the Pokemon World

by The Imperator 2 you

The world of Pokemon is vast, and in this vast world, stories of individuals can be found and told, some are of great challenges and even greater problems. But some can be small and subtle, and others are romantic. In a world where Pokemon and Humans live together, unions can be found, but are they forbidden, or is there another word for it? Rated M, for Lemons

31. Dragapult (F)

From the Writer - Sorry for the massive, massive, MASSIVE delay in writing new romance lemons, but schtuffs happened, shenanigans occurred, and I apologize for the delay. But now I've got my motivation back and I've got more stories in my brain to work with~! Thank you all who have reviewed and given me ideas or msged me, I'll try to get to what I can as fast as I can. : D

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No matter how hard we may try to fight the instinct, and no matter how much we try to understand it, we cannot comprehend the concept or definition of love. It is a feeling that has no equal, pushes higher than any other emotion, and even when we hit our lowest point can raise us up because we know we aren't alone~

= A Hole In Her Life =

= Human (Nyx) / Dragapult (Samara) =

[Ahhhh the Kanto Region, so rich in culture, so proud of its heritage and so well-known thanks to its many famous faces such as Professor Oak, the longest reigning Champion Trainer Red, and the very popular Gym Leader Blue.]

[With such powerful names and such powerful legends, it's no wonder why Kanto is so popular a destination in the world. So popular in fact, that people from other regions, like the proud and noble Galar Region migrate to the region, bringing with them such exotic and never before seen Pokemon.]

[One such Pokemon, known as the Pseudo Legend of the Galar Region, the Stealth Pokemon 'Dragapult'. While normally Dragapults in the Galar Region are usually found with two Dreepy living inside of their horns, the one currently residing in Pewter City…]

(Samara's PoV)

She soared through the trees, smiling giddily as she flew past numerous Pidgeys and Spearows nests, listening to them as they gave chase and tried to attack her for daring to enter their territories. Normally the two species never worked together, almost always being mortal enemies and constantly vying for territory in this region, especially the forests around Pewter City and most especially Viridian Forest. However, in most recent years they found themselves constantly agreeing to a 'peace' at random times during the week to deal with and chase out a common enemy and nuisance.

She swooped and dived, turned and spun around the trees, watching the little bird Pokemon chase after her, screaming indignantly at her violating their territories and trying to get back at her.

'They're so cute…' She thought to herself.

After a while she looked at the sky and saw it was starting to change colors, indicating that the day was reaching its end and decided to end her playtime. She headed for a clearing in the forest, her preferred location as it was home to quite a few rocks on the ground.

She reached it, turned around, took aim, and fired…

Launching two solitary rocks at the flock of birds.

The rocks managed to collide with two of the birds and knocked them out of the sky, not seriously wounding them, as she didn't want to cause damage, just to scare them off. The rest however did not feel deterred and flew straight at her.

She used her ghostly powers and faded from sight, causing the flock of Spearows and Pidgeys to look around in confusion as they lost sight of her. Meanwhile she just floated down and quickly started swiping tiny rocks and chucking them into her horns.

Once she was fully locked and loaded, she flew up above the flock, rematerialized and whistled at them to get their attention. After she had it, she grinned, took aim, and launched all of her rocks at the flock in a massive spread, smacking many of them and causing them to flee the area in droves.

She cackled and giggled as they flew away, having had enough of chasing her and trying to drive her away. It was honestly funny that they kept on trying despite how many times it always ended this way.

"Kyaharhaharharhar!" She laughed. "Kyohohohoohohoo!"

It became a game to her in recent years, first flying into the woods when she was bored to get the bird Pokemon riled up. Then she would poke them and mess around with their nests, nothing serious but just to let them know she was there. At most she'd turn an egg a different direction, maybe rearrange them when the parents weren't looking, or use her claws to carve a smiley face in the tree of one nest she 'hadn't' done it to yet while taking the nest as a whole and putting it on another branch of the tree. Sometimes she'd even go invisible and when a Pidgey wasn't noticing pluck a tailfeather to get them mad, or even sneak up behind a Spearow that was munching on its dinner and push it off the branch it was on to scare it.

Nothing serious or harmful, just enough to make the Pidgeys and Spearows get ticked at her and riled up. Then she'd lead them in a chase around the woods, until she'd gotten a good enough flock after her, and then lead them to this clearing.

Then she drove them all off with her signature move 'Dragon Darts', flinging rocks at them to make them run away.

After a while she stopped giggling and sighed, before floating down to the ground where a pile of rocks sat and shifted them around. She quickly uncovered a pair of stuffed Dreepy dolls and carefully picked them up one at a time. The first was more recently made, looked and 'weighed' like an actual Dreepy, and she put it in her left horn where a 'real' Dreepy would sit. The second she tenderly picked up and stared at it.

This second Dreepy was lumpier, much older than the first, and heavily sewn up with patches and misplaced stuffing.

She pined pitifully at it, holding it close to her body and snuggling it as tightly as she could, wishing again for the umpteenth time that it were a real Dreepy. This doll was older, and it was patched up because her first day as a Dragapult when she evolved, she'd tried out her species' signature move, Dragon Darts, something she just knew instinctively how to do upon evolving. Eagerly she practiced it on a rock and launched the doll like she would a 'real' Dreepy, only instead of it hitting the rock and the Dreepy returning from a fun experience, the doll simply collided with the rock and exploded into a fountain of stuffing and broken cloth.

It always ended this way, once the fun and games were over, with her picking up and looking at her stuffed Dreepy dolls and wishing she were back in Galar where there were 'other' Dragapults, Drakloaks and especially Dreepys just floating around.

She didn't mind this region, it was fairly pretty, she'd even seen a few Galarian Pokemon roaming around with their human partners or trainers.

But there was a most notable 'lack' of Dragapults, and especially 'Dreepys'. She'd seen but one singular roaming Drakloak in her time, with a lone Dreepy on its head and tending to it like a doting parent. She asked to hold the Dreepy in her horn, just for a little bit, just to feel what it was like to have a Dreepy in her horn. But the greedy and mean Drakloak refused, and was called soon after by its trainer to head home, leaving her feeling empty and alone.

Normally her kind, when without a Dreepy, substitute the Dreepy for 'any' Pokemon they can find, but the Kantonian Pokemon of the region weren't keen on sitting atop the head of a Drakloak or sitting inside a Dragapult's horns.

She even tried to make do one time with a pair of Weedles in Viridian Forest, but the little bug Pokemon wiggled out and fell to the ground not wanting to be used as missiles.

She continued to moan sadly as she looked at the dopey face of the stuffed Dreepy doll, and sighed before placing it tenderly into her right horn, patting it down and making sure it was comfy in its home before floating away from the clearing.

As she floated, she made sure to keep her head angled upward so that her dolls stayed in her horns, and moved slower than normal so she wouldn't fling the dolls out if she had to brake suddenly for any reason.

'Well… maybe Nyx will make something that takes my mind off this.' She thought sadly, heading toward the residential area of Pewter City.

Thinking of Nyx made her slow down a bit so she could coax the Dreepy doll out of her right horn again to look at it. The doll's proportions were off, it had a goofy look on it, and was lumpy in sections but it was still made with love. So, when she thought back to that first time she used it as a missile, after evolving into a Dragapult, she hugged it tighter and became saddened.

The sight of the little doll exploding, the shock she felt watching it be destroyed, and then the horror as she gingerly picked up the pieces and felt her heart break at having been the cause of its destruction…

It just tore her apart as she hugged it close.

Nyx had made it for her when she was a Drakloak just after arriving in Kanto to complete his studies, to help her cope with not having a Dreepy to rest on her head or having found a substitute Pokemon to put in its place. She'd been a nervous wreck for months, feeling so uneasy and unable to cope with the lack of 'weight' on her head.

She tenderly put the doll back where it was and floated on home, she'd ignore these thoughts until dinner time.

At least she had the dolls to rest in her horns and they 'looked' like Dreepy, and she had Nyx to take care of her and spend time with, that was all she needed in life.

Twenty minutes of flying and she reached the residential district of Pewter City. After a few moments to get her bearings she spotted the correct apartment complex and floated down to the closed windows. Using her ghost powers, she opened it up, floated in and closed the window behind her, right as a lamp in the living room turned on automatically.

She and Nyx lived a pretty modest life, as the living room was quite tidy and mostly clear of what humans referred to as 'junk'. There was a little couch where sometimes her trainer would just laze about on after work watching the tv. Next to it was her enormous beanbag chair which she loved lying on to watch her favorite soap operas during the day. The wide screen tv was also decent, though considering they got it at a discount was the tradeoff, as it was 'old' by tv standards. There were some shelves with little knickknacks, random books on various things from history, poetry to romance, she even had a shelf for her own things, though she only placed the two stuffed dolls onto it she had her own little group of books she kept.

Seeing that Nyx wasn't home yet, she floated over to the shelf and planted her dolls on the shelf and picked up one of her books. It had a false paper cover on it, in case they ever had a guest over. The cover showed a picture of an Absol, a 'cartoon' Absol with a Kantonian title translated into Galarian reading 'The Adventures of Abby the Absol, Volume 2', a very popular collection of children's stories. However, if you were to open the book and be able to read Galarian text, which she did and could, you'd find her reading an erotic book with a collection of humans and various species of Pokemon all engaging in spicy lust filled actions with each other. The story she was currently reading, as she fell back onto her beanbag chair, was about a Salazzle charming her 'master' with her powerful pheromones and turning him into a creature of lust, and letting him ravage her like a feral Impidimp, unable to control himself.

She had to keep her 'guilty pleasures' a secret, especially her relationship with Nyx here in Kanto, as the very 'strict' rules regarding what they called 'Pokephelia meant that their marriage was illegal. She had to do this for Nyx's sake since his new job forced them to leave Galar and move to Kanto.

He worked at the local museum, doing tour guides, teaching people about ancient Kanto and especially the new 'Galar' exhibit that opened up. The pay was okay, enough for them to live comfortably in this apartment, but all the rules here in Kanto meant that she and Nyx had to be 'very' careful with what they did or how they acted, especially with what they imported or ordered online. Her favorite pastime since coming here of reading 'Galar Erotica' had to be kept secret, and she had to wait for their trusted friend back in Galar to mail the latest issue and get it past customs.

Galar post was 'very' strict about what left the region, they followed rules and regulations almost religiously.

Unlike in Kanto, Galar actually had zero laws regarding Pokemon and Human relationships, the two were so closely bonded since ancient times, thanks to the Dynamax energies that made it possible for any human with a Dynamax Band to draw out the full power of any Pokemon they had, it did not become uncommon for some trainers to 'couple' with one of their team members whom they shared a deep and powerful bond. Galar's very strict border control policy also made it hard for tourists and travelers to enter, and it was very common knowledge to Pokemon and trainers engaged in the practice to keep such things to themselves around 'foreigners'.

She sighed a little as she turned the page and read about how the Salazzle in the story was regretting her decision to go 'full power', as after three hours her 'master' was still hard and filling her womb and ovaries to bursting point and thinking how if it continues she'll never feel satisfied unless he goes this long.

'Been a while since Nyx and I shared a bed together…' She thought wistfully.

They'd been married for ten years since Nyx turned twenty, and they'd had a few fun times in bed, but after moving here three years ago she hasn't been able to find it in herself to 'get in the mood'. Being in Kanto, not being able to hold his hand, snuggle him closely, kiss him on the cheek before he left for work unless it was in the confines of their apartment killed her sex drive.

That wasn't to say they were sex fiends before, but nowadays she found it hard to work up the urge.

She just sat there and read her book, chuckling as she moved to the next story involving an Inteleon enticing his trainer by gliding her off a cliff for another hour until 'finally' she heard the door unlock. She quickly closed her book just in case and turned to see Nyx walk in looking tired and carrying grocery bags.

"Samara, I'm home!" He yelled, closing the door and double locking it.

She shrieked happily, as her species always shrieked, but she did it in a sweet manner while floating over and flying around him. She eventually ended up curled around him with her tail gently coiling around his leg while she smiled lovingly and kissed him on the lips.

(How was work luv?) She spoke telepathically while uncoiling and helping him with the bags.

"Horrible today, just horrible!" He complained as he put a bag on the table and pulled out ingredients for dinner. "Little buggers asking, 'are there Pidgeys in Galar', or asking me things like 'are Aerodactyls fossils or not'. Kids are cute honey, but they can be so annoying some days, especially when two of them just asked me the same question already…"

(Little buggers indeed.) She mirrored in sympathy.

She watched him unpack their dinner to make a Sweet Toasted Leek Curry, and felt his frustration with dealing with children. Her human was fairly mature for his age of thirty-two, but she knew that her brown skinned husband was truly a good man at heart. He stood over six feet tall, a bit on the tall side for his family, and was educated quite well, graduating with a PHD in History and Social Studies. While his shoulders weren't as 'broad' as some people in Pewter City, he still was respectable for his job position.

(So did Tiffany try to hit on you again?) She asked.

"Yep, but I shot her down and told her that I had a date already." He responded.

(With who?)

"My pillow!"

She chuckled at that response, loving how he shot down the tramp at work. The woman had no right to try and hit on her man while she was still his wife. Sure, they didn't have any sort of license to make it official in Galar because it wasn't 'needed', but still, how dare that woman try to date her husband.

"So, what mischief did you get up to while I was out?"

(I tormented the birds again.) She giggled. (Little buggers haven't the foggiest idea when to just ignore me, honestly luv, you'd think they would learn after the twelfth time!)

"Why do you torment them so luv?" He asked. "Just leave the birds alone, they aren't worth the trouble."

(Telling me to leave the birds alone, what an absurd proposition darling!) She smirked. (Until that 'Bobby' Jenny walks in here and tells me to stop, I'll very much carry on having fun with them as long as they keep letting me have my fun!)

"You're a cruel witch you know that?" He asked sweetly while preparing the leeks.

(And you're a boring lout, but I still married you.) She countered as he pulled the pot out.

They looked at each other before she enticed him into a kiss, cuddling him close and sharing space with her sweet husband. She used her little clawed hands to grip his shoulder and let her larger legs dangle as usual while angling her head so she could kiss Nyx. After a few seconds they pulled away but both with warm smiles on their faces.

"I'm sorry we haven't been able to spend quality time with one another darling, but you know how it is here in Kanto." He apologized.

(I don't blame you; I blame these idiots who think Pokemon don't have the same intelligence levels as humans and think we need to be protected or treated only as pets.) She said with frown. (How about this, I'll leave the birds alone for the next few days if you stay up and watch the Great Ball Tier Poke Ball Match with me?)

"Deal" He said.

With that they began working on dinner together, with her throwing in random berries, pieces of sliced Magikarp and Remoraid Meat, a few bits of Leeks while Nyx added spices and worked the stove's flames. This was one of the 'few' wifely activities she could participate in with her husband in case they had company suddenly barge on them. Which unfortunately happened not five minutes later.

*Knock Knock Knock*

"Watch the food for me." He said.

She nodded and used her powers to stir the pot, making sure it didn't splash and keeping the flame high.

(Nyx's PoV)

"Oh, Jenny, what are you doing here?"

"I'm here to ask about all of these complaints about Pidgeys and Spearows going crazy again!" Officer, or as he referred to her, 'Bobby' Jenny said with an angry face and arms crossed.

Next to her was a Growlithe also looking upset and glaring at him.

"It's nesting season and the bird Pokemon around Pewter City are in an uproar, according to eye witnesses a swarm of them were chasing your pet Dragapult and causing chaos as they went. All the nearby Bug Pokemon are also in an uproar, I've had home break in reports all day from these critters sneaking in and messing people's homes up!" She said while holding several papers for him to stare at which he didn't have time to read. "I would like an explanation if you please!"

He heard Samara 'harrumph' while at the stove and still stirring the pot for dinner.

"I'm sorry my Pokemon did that, she can't help herself she needs activity and I can't take her with me into the museum, you know how it is Jenny." He said.

"I can probably figure that, but the point is you need to get your Pokemon under control. I don't care if you have to leave it in a Pokeball all day, just don't let me have a reason to come back here or I'm going to charge you for all the damages caused!" She snapped.

With that she turned and walked off with her Growlithe.

"I'll do my best, and I'm sorry Bobby Jenny!" He called after her.

"IT'S OFFICER JENNY, 'OFFICER' JENNY!" She hollered back.

He chuckled at his bit of revenge against the officer and closed the door, locking it up as Samara was finishing up dinner. (Alright you win luv.) She said to him bitterly.

"Ah forget about it, just have your fun deeper in Viridian Forest instead of closer to Pewter City." He said while taking a spoon out and testing dinner. "Mmmm, that's delicious, did you pour your love into it because it tastes better for some reason?"

(Flattery will only get you so far honey.) She giggled as she kissed him on the lips. (But yes, I poured my love into it… I hope you enjoy it!)

As they separated, she went to the table and set the dinnerware while he put the contents on two plates.

"Mhmmm this is 'good'!" He said as they dug in. "I think tomorrow we're ganna make some meat patty curry!"

(I'll put the rest away for your lunch tomorrow~!) She said as she dug into her curry as well.

He indeed loved how his wife cooked food, even if they shared making it, she had poured her heart into making it, having learned from him doing it since childhood.

As he took another bite, he wished that they didn't need to hide their marriage here in Kanto, but it wasn't like he had any chances to find work in Galar. Despite his attempts to stay in Galar no museum was hiring for him, whereas here in Kanto they were eager to have him be put in charge of running tours and talking about Galar history and culture.

He knew this was straining their relationship though, despite her words she bitterly hated pretending to be a 'pet' in front of others. When he moved here to Kanto to study abroad, she had evolved into a Drakloak, and he took a sewing class to make a Dreepy Doll for her so she could cope with not having a Pokemon to rest on her head. When they moved back to finalize some paperwork so that they could legally immigrate to Kanto and be permanent residents for his job he'd asked her to marry him, which she happily accepted. But now after living here for a several years the strain was getting to her.

He was trying his hardest, make her feel happy and loved, make living here bearable for her, but the constant reminder that she was a 'Dragapult' and was considered his Pokemon 'partner' or 'pet' and not his wife was getting to her.

He was saving some of his vacation days so that he and Samara could perhaps visit Galar again, maybe visit their family and just be themselves for a bit, or even staying home and just being husband and wife.

"Oooh that hit the bottom of the barrel." He commented as he leaned into his chair.

(Feeling chubby hun?) She chuckled as she took the plates and put them in the dish washer while also packing the leftover curry for his lunch tomorrow.

"When your wife makes it taste good, why wouldn't I?" He asked.

(Well while your busy flattering me…) She said with a smirk, before floating over and kissing his cheek. (You can turn on the tele and put on the Poke Ball Match you promised to watch with me, while 'I' prepare the after-dinner tea and biscuits to munch on!)

"Alright alright." He said as he got up and went over to the tv and started flipping channels.

He had to pay quite a lot just to get some of the channels they were familiar with and liked here in Kanto, like the old pastime of 'Poke Ball' matches. While Pokemon battles were extremely popular and fancy, the small humble sport of Poke Ball was still loved by a large number of people. He found the channel and it turned out the matches were just about to start.

{And now we're about to hit the field as the Great Ball Tier Poke Ball matches here in Motostoke Stadium begins, and first to hit the fields are the Lucky Loonies! You can hear the fans going crazy in the stands got a wonderful crowd, still a few empty seats but that just means more leg space!}

"Hurry up Samara, the matches are starting!" He called.

(Coming!)

She floated over with a small tray of biscuits and two cups of lukewarm tea for them, and soon settled into her spot next to him with her ghostly tail waving off to the side.

{There's number twenty-two Polum the Ponyta alongside his trainer Tantus going up the side field there oooh but he's intercepted by Yima the Yamper from the Toxic Strikers, surprising how that pudgy little boy gets around in this fast-paced environment. The Loonies now steal the ball back thanks to Picola the Boltund…}

The match was pretty average in terms of excitement, since it 'was' the Great Ball tier, these teams weren't the best or as coordinated as Ultra Ball or even Master Ball. But still they were fun to watch as this tier was more for the 'casual' watchers, fans who just want to enjoy a good game and not care about betting. He personally was a fan of the Lucky Loonies, since they were his elementary school's favorite team to cheer on.

An hour and a half later the match ended with the score thirty-five to twenty-nine in favor of the Toxic Strikers.

"Ooooh that was a fun match." He yawned tiredly as he turned the tele off.

It was getting pretty late, he had to work tomorrow, but Samara began to gently massage his shoulders with her little arms.

(Now wasn't that a lovely afternoon hun?) She said warmly.

"Yes, it was darling." He whispered.

He sighed blissfully as she massaged his shoulders, pampering him before they went to bed.

(Alright, you have work tomorrow luv, you go to bed and I'll put the tray away!)

"After today I'll sleep like an Onix!" He chuckled.

After a quick shower he turned in for the night at the same time Samara floated in with her two Dreepy Dolls in her horns. She had settled into the bed with him, gave him a peck on the cheek before closing eyes and snoozing away.

"Good night darling." He whispered.

(To you as well.) She replied.

He rolled onto his side and thought about his earlier thoughts, about asking for vacation time so he and Samara could get away from Kanto for a while. He had 'some' vacation time and figured they could give him this coming weekend off so he and Samara could visit Galar again.

'One can only hope.' He thought as he settled in for the night.

The next morning, he got up and went about his routine of preparing for work, showering, combing and shaving his face of stubs while Samara worked on breakfast biscuits and a cup of Earl Grey for him. After getting ready and seeing he was now going to be late unless he left 'now', he shoved the biscuits into his mouth swallowed the tea and grabbed his hat to leave.

(Have a good day honey!) Samara said as she pecked him on the cheek.

"You too, stay out of trouble hun!" He muttered, kissing her on her forehead before going out the door.

(Samara's PoV)

'Stay out of trouble, bah!' She thought dully as she tidied up. *Now what to do…*

Her soap opera wasn't going to be on that day, and after she put away the dishes that she'd cleaned she found herself with nothing to do. Everything was tidy, there was no dust because heaven forbid she let 'dust' pervade her home, and of course their bed was made.

'Can't go visit my neighbors' Pokemon, as they are more akin to 'pets', don't understand anything I get up to with Nyx so nothing to talk to them about. Hmm, I guess I could go mess with the Pidgeys and Pidgeotto in Viridian Forest like Nyx said.'

Her mind set she used her powers to open the window and float out, locking it behind her as she floated to the southern area of Pewter City where Viridian Forest lay. Unlike the forests to the north where she usually went to torment the bird Pokemon, those of the Viridian Forest were more watchful and more numerous and a bit harder to tease.

After an hour's flying Viridian Forest was below her and she looked down to see for a good spot to put her dolls. Unlike her old hiding place there were no good rock formations in Viridian Forest for her to safely conceal and hide her dolls.

Eventually she located a tree with a hole in it that she put her two dolls in. (Momma will be back you two, don't go anywhere!) She giggled, before she used her power to bend a branch of leaves to conceal the hole, and then proceeded to go and mess with the bird Pokemon in the forest.

Her first victim was a Pidgeotto who was resting in her nest near the tree she placed her dolls in, probably keeping several eggs warm. She grinned and concealed herself with her powers, turning invisible as she entered the 'shadow zone' as it was called to ghost types.

To a non-ghost type, the shadow zone looked similar to the normal world, but everything was shades of black and grey, and everything was outlined in white to give distinction. Without knowing or understanding this 'shadow zone', they would be confused and lost. However, being a ghost type required her to understand this zone, it was always entered when a ghost type used a move like 'Phantom Force' to enter the zone.

She slowly approached the sleeping Pidgeotto, grinned, reached over and gripped a tailfeather…

And plucked it.

"Piiiiiiii!" The bird shrieked, jumped, and caused one of the eggs to fall out of the nest.

She saw this happened and reacted quickly, floating down and grabbing the egg before gently lowering it to the ground so it wasn't harmed.

The mother Pidgeotto was going frantic as it flew down and inspected the egg, before grabbing it in her talons and bringing it back to sit in the nest.

'Phew… that was close.' She thought.

She was only here to mess around and tease the bird Pokemon, she didn't want anything seriously bad to happen.

For the next few hours she did this, roaming around and teasing the birds, plucking a feather here, turning the eggs around there, or her favorite of carving a smiley face into the tree where a nest sat and changing it's location so that it sat somewhere else. She carved an arrow into the trunk just so they'd know where it was.

She kept at this for a while, messing with random bird Pokemon, giggling as she saw their expressions.

Hours later when the sun was beginning to enter the dusk phase, she'd decided it was time to head home and made her way to the tree.

It took her a while to find the exact tree, but she eventually found it.

Only problem was, she wasn't the only Pokemon there.

A Fearow was currently busying itself with pulling one of the Dreepy dolls by the scruff of its neck, its sharp beak digging into the soft and delicate cloth that made up its body with stuffing starting to poke through the tiny tears.

"PUT THAT DOWN!" She screamed, emerging from the shadows and launching herself at the bird.

In response the bird glared and yanked the doll out, showing that not only had it pulled the first one out, but the second was dangling from the tip of its long beak. It took to the sky and a chase ensued as it flew through the air with her right on its tailfeathers.

She only knew one long ranged attack, Shadow Ball, which was completely useless against this bird. All of her other attacks were physical attacks, but she was afraid of doing anything serious against this bird for fear of hurting the precious dolls it was now holding hostage.

They flew through the forest until the Fearow reached a very small clearing, then the bird landed heavily on a small patch of grass, tossed the dolls to the floor and held its talons over them. Seeing the talons on her precious dolls she stopped dead in her track.

"How the tables have turned 'ghost'…" It growled angrily.

"I swear if you hurt my babies!" She yelled furiously.

"Your Babies!?" It countered, sinking one talon into one of the dolls, drawing precious stuffing out.

She looked helplessly at the dolls, her precious babies, stuffed or not, at the mercy of a Fearow of all things! She could take this thing down in five seconds flat if it weren't for the fact that it was holding her precious Dreepy dolls hostage.

"Funny… how you suddenly care about young when its 'your' young at stake…" It snarled. "The difference is yours aren't alive… ours are still in the egg!"

"I was just having some harmless fun!" She screamed hopefully. "I didn't hurt anyone, no eggs were lost, I meant no harm!"

"Maybe to you BUT WE DIDN'T THINK SO!" It screamed, enraged at her words and cut into the pudgier doll, splitting it open and letting stuffing fall out.

"Don't hurt them please!" She begged, unable to stand seeing her precious dolls harmed, especially the first one that Nyx so tenderly made for her. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I wont mess with you ever again so please let them go!"

She couldn't take it, she couldn't take seeing her precious babies hurt, stuffed or not, they were all she had besides Nyx to make her life bearable here in Kanto.

"Oh, you've had this for a long time coming…" It hissed as the stuffing in the dolls began to be dislodged. "You've been tormenting us for years, 'years'… now the claw is on the other leg and suddenly… you don't like how it feels."

She was crying now, seeing her little babies in pain, their precious stuffing falling out, unable to save them for fear of doing anything would cause them to suffer more harm. Okay maybe she does deserve this punishment, but her precious babies weren't part of this, they were helpless dolls, they had nothing to do with her shenanigans.

"Should have stayed with your human 'master'…" It cackled.

"Let em go please, I'll do anything!" She begged pitifully, getting on all fours and 'begging'.

For a dragon type, especially a proud and noble Dragapult in Galar, 'begging' was seen as the ultimate shame. To beg meant you had cast aside your proud lineage and great strength as a Dragon Pokemon. But at this point she didn't care, she can't let her precious babies get hurt, Nyx worked so hard to give them a life here, he worked hard on those Dreepys, pouring his love and wish to make her life better here in Kanto. To beg meant you were weak and pathetic, unworthy to be called a 'dragon'.

"I'll do anything… please, don't hurt them any more… hurt me instead… I'll take whatever punishment you wish just don't hurt them!"

She sobbed into the dirt, hoping that it would take her words to heart and let her suffer instead of the dolls.

"You'll do anything huh…" It whispered sadistically.

She looked up with hope, thinking perhaps its sadistic nature would mean it would ravage and harm 'her' instead of the dolls, perhaps if she was lucky, she could get it away from the dolls and attack it.

"Too bad for you I don't care for a pair of toys!" It screeched, before flying away, but not before it's talons ripped and tore into the poor dolls, splitting them open and spraying all their stuffing inside across the ground.

"NOOOOOOOOOO!" She screamed, floating over and ignoring the Fearow as it soared away, cackling gleefully as she looked to the remnants of her precious dolls. "No… no… no not my babies!"

She looked at the pieces, tried vainly to pull the stuffing and put them back into the dolls, but her efforts were for naught, the damage was done. Her precious babies were destroyed before her eyes.

"No…" She muttered as she picked up the limp remains of her first doll's head, the stuffing gone and only a few pitiful puffs remaining. "No…"

She looked around the clearing and started gathering the pieces of her dolls still there, the stuffing was being blown around and away making it pointless to collect them. But that didn't matter to her…

Her babies, her precious Dreepy were gone… all because she couldn't just stay at home like every other pet Pokemon out there in this region.

'I'm not a pet… I'm Nyx's wife… I'm not a pet… I'm his wife, not his pet!' She thought angrily.

She cradled the remains in her claws as she floated home, trying everything to avoid dropping or losing any pieces, hoping that maybe Nyx could save them, repair them…

If only she had 'real' Dreepy, instead of having to rely on these 'dolls' to make her happy or comfort her when her precious human was at work, working to make a living for them here. If only they were in Galar she wouldn't have to 'pretend' to be another pet Growlithe like Bobby Jenny's pet.

'I'm… his wife… I'm his wife!' She thought bitterly, hating this region, hating the people, hating the Pokemon, hating the practices and customs she was forced to become accustomed to!

"I'M NOT HIS PET, I'M HIS WIFE!" She screeched painfully to the world, forgoing safety and just rushing as fast as she could back to her home, back to the one place where she could be herself.

(Nyx's PoV)

"Phew what a day." He muttered as he walked to his apartment door. "Good thing I got that vacation time."

He'd just spent the last hour after finishing work talking to his boss and asking if he could take three days off with his vacation time. He was going to ask for the last three days of the month so that he could schedule a plain trip back to Galar so he and Samara could visit their family.

He knew it wouldn't be like moving back entirely, but a little visit to the comforting area of their home region would cheer her up, and maybe she might find wandering Dreepy to adopt.

However, as he entered his home, he could hear ghostly sobs and cries coming from his bedroom.

After putting his stuff on the table and taking off his coat he entered the bedroom and saw Samara sobbing into the bed with pieces of differently colored cloths lying around.

"Samara?"

She stopped sobbing to look at him, her eyes looking 'redder' than their usual 'yellow', and her tears a faded purple which vanished as they left her. (Nyx…) She sobbed. (How… was your… day?)

"What happened Samara?" He said as he went over to his Dragapult and looked at the remains strewn on the bed.

She sobbed pitifully as she floated off, revealing the broken and beyond repair Dreepy Doll heads, torn and broken and only recognizable because of the goofy expression that could just barely be made out.

"Oh Samara…" He whispered sadly.

(I… I should have just… stayed home… like a 'good' Pokemon…) She cried pitifully. (I should have… just stayed home…)

"What happened darling?" He said, holding her and patting her back.

(It was… a Fearow…) She moaned. (It had enough of me… teasing the bird Pokemon… and found my dolls when they were defenseless… and tore them apart… I 'begged'… I 'begged' Nyx, and still it didn't spare them.)

He continued to pat her back, comforting his beloved wife in her moment of distress. She had never been this distraught since the day she accidentally launched her first Dreepy Doll as a missile upon evolving into a Dragapult.

(I'm pathetic… I'm so pathetic…) She continued to moan, her tears evaporating as they left her body because of her ghost typing. (I'm nothing… I don't have my Dreepy anymore, I can't call you my husband in public, I'm not even a 'dragon' anymore… I'm just a pathetic 'ghost' that… that can't stay indoors like every other 'pet'…)

"You're not a pet…" He tried whispering but she violently pulled away and looked away.

(Yes, I am I'm nothing but a PET here!) She screeched painfully. (I don't do anything else here besides wait for you to come home and torture random wild Pokemon for fun. I don't contribute around here; I don't help support you… I'm just a pet!)

Again, he tried to say that she wasn't a pet, but before he could speak, she fell to the floor and curled up, weeping into her ghostly tail.

(I can't… take it anymore… I can't take it anymore Nyx…) She wept. (I can't take it here anymore… I wanna go home… I wanna go home to Galar!)

He watched as his beloved wife completely break down before him, going from the sassy, saucy but still loving wife into a sad and self-degrading creature.

"Samara…" He said, but when she didn't respond he knelt and picked her up, making her look into his eyes. "Samara… you are NOT a pet…" He said sternly, causing her sobs to die down slightly. "You are the most beautiful thing to have ever happened to me in my life, and I am lucky to have you as my 'partner', let alone be my wife."

He lifted her head up so that she only looked into his eyes, though it was unneeded since he had her full attention.

"When I was struggling just to understand basic 'math' you were my friend, encouraging me and playing with me. When I left to study abroad you followed me because we fell in love, and married me when I asked despite how afraid I was. You are a 'Dragapult' to me, you are a proud and majestic Dragon despite what you say, and you are as beautiful a woman as any girl out there can ever hope to be. I'm lucky just to share 'space' with you, but I'm luckier knowing that I have you as my wife…" He said, before pulling her into a kiss which lasted for a full minute before he slowly ended it, looking into her eyes as they slowly softened, and she had a now very prominent blush. "To me, you'll always be Samara my wife, Dreepy dolls or no Dreepy dolls."

He leaned forward and kissed her again, but this time more gently, and this time she responded in turn, leaning into his embrace and holding him as close as she could.

(Samara's and Nyx's PoV)

She leaned into her beloved husbands embrace, holding him as close as her little arms and short legs could, wrapping her tail around him to lock him in place so he wouldn't pull away from her.

For the past two hours she's been contemplating her existence here in Kanto, thinking of just leaving, with or without Nyx because she just couldn't take living alone without any Dreepy. The only thing holding her back was that she still loved her husband, but here in Kanto she couldn't even 'admit' he was her husband out of fear they would either be deported together at best or separated at worst.

Now however, those thoughts, those fears she had just vanished in the embrace of her lover. She was his wife, nothing those Kantonians thought or said could deny that simple fact. She glanced a little at the messy remains of the dolls on the bed, and closed her eyes to return to focusing on her husband's lips.

They didn't matter anymore, they were just dolls, something she was relying on to 'feel' like a Dragapult. Dolls weren't alive, they simply sat and took up space, lovingly made or not they were just bits of cloth sewn together and filled with stuffing, so they'd look like Dreepy. Nyx however was a living creature, who loved her, could touch her, could care for her and make her feel loved and happy.

That was all she needed.

They continued to make out there on the floor, before she felt something she hadn't felt before… not for a very long time.

A 'spark'… an urge… something that caused her to 'hump' his waist ever so subtly.

It was only a subtle action, nothing too impressive, barely more than a twitch in all seriousness. Yet the second her waist 'twitched', or humped his waist, she felt a desire in her that hadn't been there for a long time.

She pulled away from his lips and looked at him with a loving expression. (I want you luv…) She whispered warmly. (Right now… I need you husband.)

He smirked at her needy expression before nodding in understanding, leaning forward and kissing her more deeply. They didn't 'Kalos Kiss' as it was called, instead they each traded 'lip kisses' in which one would take the other's bottom lip in between their two and massage it, using their own lips and then they'd trade places to let the other do the same.

Her lips weren't scaly like other Dragon types, instead they felt more like very soft leather on the outside, while the inside where her mouth was fleshy and extremely soft like bubble gum. She also tasted of spiced berries from the Curries they made, meaning every time he tasted her lips, she gave a different flavor every second, making her feel exotic to the senses.

When it came time for Nyx's lips to feel the same treatment Samara felt the soft flesh and slightly rough exterior of her husband's body. He tasted of cooked curry, mostly tasting the meats or special ingredients used in their meals, not tasting the berries they put in them. Feeling his lips again in this manner drove her a little more on the bold side while she continued to hump his body.

Sensing her growing need and urge, Nyx slowly got up with her still gripping him tightly, not letting him go as she gently pulled him out of the bedroom and toward the couch, using her powers to close the curtains and double lock the door which he'd neglected to do so they could have privacy.

Once she maneuvered him onto the couch she pulled away and grinned at him, before glancing down and getting to work on his pants.

Oh, how she hated these accursed things, always taking forever to remove with the belt and the prongs and the stupid leathery strap itself which hid her prize.

He wanted to help remove it for her, but she grinned and shook her head, she 'wanted' to do this herself. Despite how annoying it was, her growing sexual frustration was driving her onward, and she knew that upon uncovering her prize she would love it all the more.

So, it passed as she uncovered his semi-hardened 'sword', not fully erect because of how long it has been since it last was used for this act. It was so cute to her, but also made her happy as she had not felt it in so long.

(Hello there little one…) She said sweetly upon seeing her husbands 'little friend'. (Did you miss me?)

She gave it a tender kiss on the tip, tasting the extremely soft and sensitive tip of her husband's dick.

(I missed you, my little sword… and my 'sheath' misses you too, but before you two can meet again, I need to get you ready…)

With that she looked up at him with a grin before opening her mouth and absolutely engulfing his dick with it, wrapping her large tongue around the semi-flaccid dick and licking and massaging the entire thing.

"Ooooooh Samara!" He moaned blissfully.

She glanced up at him before returning to her work, it was her duty as his wife to know how best to pleasure him, she knew instinctively how to do that despite how long its been. Her mouth's wide tongue, almost six times as wide as a normal human's could engulf his entire length and massage every inch of it better than any other 'human' girl could hope to compete with. She could taste bit of him, feel every little vein, even feel the separation between the tip and his length.

Heck she could even taste the salty pre cum leaking from the tiny hole at the tip of his penis as it opened slightly.

'Oh, how long it's been since I tasted this…' She thought longingly. 'Oooooh I've missed this for so long…'

Tasting that first initial pre was like tasting a delicious local stout drink from home, or tasting a tasty desert from the corner bakery. The second she tasted it she wanted 'more', and began assaulting his dick to get more and more, even going so far as slip more of her tongue out so as to squeeze his balls to tempt it out of his sword.

"Ooohohohooh Arceus…" Nyx moaned blissfully, instinctively grabbing her by the back of her wide head and making her bob up and down.

As he grabbed her head and began forcing her actions, she obeyed his wishes and continued assaulting his dick, while her tail instinctively raised upward and toward his mouth.

Seeing her tail floating next to him he grabbed it with one hand and pulled the ghostly transparent tip into his mouth.

(Ahhhhh!) She screamed out loud.

She looked at him while panting, blushing furiously as he remembered her species sexual 'weakness'.

Some ghost Pokemon had very sensitive parts of their bodies that, when stimulated drove them 'sexually mad', and for Dragapults this sensitive part was heavily visible to everyone because it was the ends of their tail. The tip of her tail was ghostly and transparent, fading almost out of existence yet still a part of the physical world. It was also 'highly' sensitive, needing to be in order to detect faint changes in the world around her, so she could correct her course while flying or floating in the air at high speeds or so she could adjust for wind currents.

Because of this however, during sex, it was super sensitive to being stimulated, like what he was doing with his tongue and mouth.

His tongue could flow 'through' the tip of her tail, or at least the translucent part, and because of this her tail was being assaulted with wet and sticky sensations from his mouth as saliva passed through it, as his muscular tongue ran through it, and he breathed through his mouth ever so slightly. It felt like his tongue was passing through semi-solid 'air', he could tell the tip was there but at the same time it wasn't there.

(Ahhh~!) She moaned, unable to focus as she fell backward, her body twitching and contorting with each motion.

She was being driven 'mad' by the motions of his tongue, her tail feeling the wetness of his mouth coat it with saliva but none of it sticking to her, instead passing through her tail's tip and driving her sexually insane.

She twisted, turned, and moaned in such blissful pleasure that all she could think of was her husband's masterful use of his mouth muscle.

(Ghhe… eh… Hah… Ahh~!) She kept moaning, her little arms and chubby legs flailing helplessly as she tried to regain some control.

(Oh… ooh… ah… heh… hah!)

It was when he began stroking her tail's length with the other hand while the first kept her tip firmly in his mouth, meaning it could wiggle freely from the pleasurable sensations coursing through it, overloading her mind with sensations and information, that she gave up the fight and begged Arceus for it to never end.

(Ah… hoh… ah… i…i… i…!)

She felt her body beginning to spasm, her mind trying to convey what was going on, but her brain was just a jumble of sensations.

(I'm…) She cried happily, forming the first sensible word she could.

Then she jerked her head backward and gasped in pleasure as her first sexual orgasm in years hit her like a stampeding herd of angry Tauros. Her body twitched as her pussy leaked juices from its lips, coating her walls in the slippery essence of her body, creating the perfect environment for his dick which she had neglected to continue servicing.

(AAAAAAAAAH~!)

His dick however twitched painfully, having become extremely stiff and hard, standing fully erect now at eight inches.

He pulled his shirt off, leaned over her on the floor and slowly positioned his dick at her entrance, both of which twitched in anticipation, each knowing the other was close by and begging to be reunited after such a long time.

(Don't keep me waiting husband!) She moaned painfully. (I can't take it… give me your sword… please!)

"As you ask… my beautiful wife." He whispered, slowly caressing her cheek and kissing her mouth.

With that he stabbed her entrance, and her walls almost 'screamed' in joy as they wrapped around his dick, welcoming it back and hugging it tightly in its warm and wet embrace. Her pussy gripped so hard, her cervix kissed his tip, as if welcoming back a lover who has been away for decades. Instantly her folds showered it with fluids and love juice, as if throwing a welcome home party.

(Ahhh… ah… oh yes…) She moaned happily, feeling him shove into her, not pulling out slightly and simply humping her body and thrusting into the ground. (Oh… I've missed this… oh yes… oh my Arceus… merciful Arceus I missed this!)

"So… have… I luv." He replied with a grunt, kissing her on the lips

(Mhmm~!) She moaned, clutching his sides with her legs and holding his shoulders with her arms and claws. (Mhm-hmm-hmm-mhmm!

She couldn't get enough of his thrusts, every time his dick poked at her cervix it kissed the tip, her walls massaging his length and squeezing every inch of it. She could feel the veins as if they were valleys through her pussy, her womb almost feeling dry and feeling like an empty cavern after so long.

After a while he slowed down slightly, before positioning his knees on the ground so he could get a better angle. Then he rammed into her with a powerful thrust, using his hands to hold her steady and keep a tight grip.

(Oooooaaaah~!) She cried blissfully in his mind, feeling his dick ramming her cervix, demanding entrance. (Oooh… oooh… aho… aoh… AH~!)

He kept ramming her, thrusting as hard as he and gripping her tightly so she couldn't resist or squirm.

Not that she would, her mind was loving this treatment. It had been ages, AGES since they made love, and her body was begging for this pleasure, wanting more and more as the seconds passed.

"Gh… gah!" He grunted before he finally felt her cervix open at long last, allowing his dick to enter her waiting womb and touch the back of it.

(OOoooooha!) She moaned happily, feeling him finally enter her sacred place.

Once inside his dick refused to leave, and her womb locked it in place by closing her cervix as much as possible. He thrust harder a few more times before he felt his member grow larger in preparation to release.

"I'm… about to cum!" He said heavily, thrusting harder and faster, trying to ride it as long as he could.

(I… feel it… OH ARCEUS I FEEL YOU!) She yelled to him. (Ooooh give me your seed, your beloved seed! Give me your sperm darling~!)

He scrunched his face as he pulled her into him and thrust into her as hard as he could, until he shoved into her one final time, pushing her forward slightly and even crawling on the ground with her held tightly while cumming inside her waiting womb.

They both held the other as he released, his dick twitching slightly with each spurt and both coating and filling her space.

She breathed heavily, panting while her body began to come down from its high.

It truly has been a long time since she felt this.

She beamed at him before he kissed her sweetly, gently massaging the back of her head with one hand and holding her claw with the other hand.

Little did she now that even as they kissed, her body was getting to work with the delivery Nyx left in her womb. Her womb's egg came under assault from millions of tiny attackers as they lay there, but unlike before when she last made love to him as a Drakloak, as a Dragapult her egg cell practically let the sperm invade it.

*Plink*

One sperm wiggled into the egg, burrowing into it and making itself at home…

*Plink*

Another sperm burrowed and curled up as well…

*Plink…*

'Another' one wormed its way inside…

*Plink!*

The final one allowed in squirmed…

=Three Months Later=

"Samara, I'm home!" Nyx said as he wearily walked into his apartment.

She smirked as she hid in the shadow zone, hiding out of sight and giggling to herself.

(Target acquired…) She whispered.

"Samara?" He called as he locked the doors and put grocery bags on the floor.

(Ready… aim…)

He looked around in confusion, as he couldn't find the Dragapult anywhere.

(Fire!) She said as she materialized and launched four Dreepy at her husband at low speed.

"Dreeee!" They shouted happily as they collided with his chest and began nuzzling his chest happily.

"Okay okay I get it I'm home!" He laughed as they knocked the wind out of him, and he pet his children while their mother giggled.

She giggled in mirth as her children cuddled and cozied up to their father, the little dragons happy to see their father back home again.

She has never been happier since she found out she was pregnant two months ago, and her happiness only grew a month ago when the eggs came out and she discovered she was not only a mother, but a mother to 'four' Dreepy.

She was naturally surprised since she wasn't expecting it, and after a quick theory she figured that, unlike when she was a Drakloak, her body was apparently fully matured as a Dragapult and only needed her husband to deposit some sperm to use to produce eggs.

While Nyx now had to work harder to feed the extra mouths, she just couldn't contain her joy as she felt them sitting in her horns, eagerly awaiting being shot out at high speed and especially seeing their dad come home.

Had she known that all it would take to knock her up was her husband 'literally' knocking her up, she would have found a way to entice him sooner! All these years she thought that because she didn't get knocked up as a Drakloak was because they weren't compatible enough. Instead, a quick word with Nurse Joy stated that her biology was in such a flux because of her ghost typing, it didn't take much effort to conceive with another Pokemon of another species. Her typing also made it possible for the children to mature fast enough to hatch from the eggs only after two months of resting inside her, though because of their typing they would not mature into Drakloaks for a very long time.

They didn't dare tell her that 'he' was the one who knocked her up though, when she asked what species the father was. She just said it was a random 'Fearow' that took advantage of her.

Speaking of that Fearow, after her children were able to, she went searching for it and taught it a lesson.

Needless to say her Dreepy had a lot of fun being launched from her horns like missiles.

(How was work honey?) She asked happily.

"Fine… though we can kiss that vacation plan goodbye." He muttered as he got up and her children returned to her horns.

(What happened?) She asked sadly.

"Other guy meant to cover me is in the hospital, got a back injury… so I have to stay." He complained. "So that means 'more' overtime for me… yay."

(Oh well…) She said sadly, to which her children also sighed sadly. (At least we can watch the big game tonight!)

"Indeed, so let's make din hun!" He said.

After making dinner and telling her children to get out of her horns so they could all eat, she put the dishes away into the washer while the babies went with their father and used his head like a bouncing platform as he prepared the couch and tele for their game.

{Welcome Poke Ball fans for the big game, tonight is the Master Ball grand finals between the Lightning Lycos and the Fuming Salazzles!}

"Honey the match is starting!"

(Coming dear~!)

While their children settled onto her cushion in front of the couch so they could watch the game, she floated over with a tray of mini biscuits for the children and two cups of tea for the two of them.

Their Dreepy offspring greedily munched into their snack as Samara and Nyx sipped on their lukewarm tea.

{There's the opening kick-off, the ball is currently held Billy the Boltund of the Lycos and he passes it to his trainer Hilda on the left side. Hilda holding it as she tries to keep it out of the Salazzle's grip but ooooh it's stolen by Woopy the Wooloo of the Salazzles. Woopy now rolling down the field bouncing the ball forward and now it's taken by teammate Koga the Swoobat who carries it in the air. Regulations state that the ball can only be carried for a maximum of three seconds and there goes Koga tossing the ball to it's trainer Robert who tries to headbutt it into the field goal for a point but wait where did Leeroy the Liepard come from alongside Jenkins who are now screaming as they run down the field-}

"Dree Dree Dree!" The little ones chirped happily as the two on screen ran down the field.

Meanwhile both Nyx and Samara were preoccupied with each other as they each kissed the other, holding one another as they hugged and loved the other. Occasionally they would stop to watch the game for a bit to enjoy the match, before going back to kissing one another.

Samara felt her life was complete and perfect now, she had her loving husband, she had her Dreepy…

The hole in her heart, had been filled…

And she couldn't be any happier…

Until she started gently humping her husband's waist.

Then she grinned and quietly dragged her darling husband off to their room, making sure to turn the sound up higher and closing the door.

The Dreepy were so captivated by the game they never noticed their parent's absence for the next ten minutes.

{There goes number twenty-five of the Salazzles now, Nickle and his partner Dreamy the Dreepy storming down the center lane completely uncontested! They're going left, they're going right, the goalies are confused and they're going hard down the center, the ball's getting shoved in, there's the big kick… the goalies are diving but the ball thrusts in between and Gooooooooal!}

{Two points for the Salazzles!}

The Dreepy watched the scoreboard tick on the screen.

*Plink… Plink*

"Dree Dree Dree Dree!"