Hello one and all! So, for this chapter, I thought we'd go with a somewhat classic movie scenario, but with a lemonier twist! Enjoy! And just as a reminder, commissions are still open, just mind the rules, please.

A Small Slice of "Paradise"

Two human survivors crawled onto the island, shaking both from the ordeal and the cold of the ocean. Their names are Jason and Alina, and both were so far the only ones who had escaped the sinking of the S.S. Harfruen, not its maiden voyage but most certainly its last, going from Castelia Harbor to Olivine Harbor, or at least, that was Jason's path. He didn't know about the girl's intended voyage, nor did it much matter anymore. Still shaking slightly, he pushed himself up and looked around to get his bearings.

He noticed that the island they had beached upon seemed relatively large, which was very good for them in two ways; one, they might be able to survive long enough for help to find them, which led nicely into two; help would be more likely to find a larger island as opposed to the tiny single palm tree islands in cartoons. He breathed deeply, making notes in his mind about what needed to be done, going over the priorities that had to be taken care of as quickly as possible. Step one was making sure his new companion was okay. He walked over to her, asking

"Hey, are you alright?" She looked up at him, seeing a disheveled young man, maybe around her age or a little bit older, with short black hair, though not anything else particularly noteworthy, except maybe being the only other survivor along with her. She took his offered hand reluctantly, and as he pulled her up she answered

"I think so. Where are we, anyway?" The man shook his head, telling her

"I don't know. I think this island is uncharted, which is kind of a problem, but hardly our biggest one at the moment." He looked at her, adding

"I'm Jason, by the way. You?" Alina hesitated again, remembering how many times her mother had warned her that she was to be exceptionally careful around strange men, for they could have ill intent with her. However, as he was literally the only other human being she knew of on this island, she'd have to take her chances, and replied

"Alina. What did you mean by this not being our biggest problem? Wouldn't it be helpful to be on a charted island so rescue can find us?" Jason nodded in agreement.

"It absolutely would, but the problem is that the ocean is a very, very big place, and we don't know even half of its secrets. I'd be willing to bet we know less than that, but it's not important right now. Right now, rescuers will be tracking the whereabouts of our ship, and searching the immediate area for survivors. Anyone they don't find they might assume are still trapped in the wreckage or eaten by Sharpedos." Alina shuddered at the thought. Jason continued

"Moreover, ocean currents can be unpredictable even in the best of conditions. It was likely a stroke of luck that we wound up on this island, and even then we still don't have any guarantees that this island is inhabitable. Yes, it's green, but that doesn't mean that the plants here aren't poisonous or that there are other things to eat, or even clean water, which is surprisingly second on the immediate priority list." Alina raised an eyebrow, asking

"Second?" Jason explained as he headed toward the tree line

"If we don't dry off within the next several hours, we might experience some health problems I'd rather avoid." Alina wanted to ask what he meant but could only watch as he quickly began gathering up dead and fallen branches and leaves, creating a pile, and then gathering rocks, which he laid in a circle before putting in some of the thicker branches, followed by a small amount of smaller branches. Next, he created a crude nest of plant fibers and leaves, then took two sticks, lying one on the ground and placing the end of the other on it and began spinning it rapidly between his hands. After several minutes of intense effort, he placed something from it onto the nest and began to lightly blow on it, creating a lot of smoke, and not long after it caught fire, which he quickly put on the newly built campfire, slowly building it up until it was fully caught.

He motioned her over, and she complied, eager to feel some actual heat after the freezing ocean. The two warmed themselves up for a while, nothing being said between them, until Jason stood up and went to a tree, breaking off a decent-sized branch that Alina initially thought would be for the fire, but was surprised to see him poke the most pointed end into the fire, waiting a while, then pulled it out and started grinding it against a rock, then repeating the process. After this, he stood up, looking to the forest behind them, and she asked

"What are you doing?" Jason took a deep breath, telling her

"I'm going in to see what there is to hunt, and also hopefully find a source of drinkable water." Alina's eyes widened in shock, and she asked in a horrified voice

"Hunt?!" Jason looked at her, determination present in his brown eyes as he stated

"We're on our own now; we can't rely on anyone to help us, there's no electricity, no stores, and for all we know, no other people. Honestly, my first priority is drinking water, but if there's food to be had, I won't pass it up, and neither should you. We have no idea what's in store for us. So, I have a favor to ask." Alina edged away from him, nervous now, but if he noticed he didn't comment on it, continuing

"I need you to go along the tree line and search for any fruit that might be edible. If we find any of the standard berries we're used to, that's great. If not, we have to be extremely careful. Avoid anything on bushes for now, go for trees. Got it?" Alina was surprised, but hesitantly nodded. Jason nodded as well, hefting his new spear, saying

"Alright. I'll try to be back before or around nightfall." With that, he walked straight into the forest, leaving Alina more than a little dumbstruck, but also with a keen and new awareness of their situation. She numbly stood up and began searching along the tree line for anything resembling fruit, and by almost pure stroke of luck found what appeared to be a bushel of Nanab berries, though these were much smaller than she was used to, which made her curious, but perhaps she could ask Jason about it. He seemed to know a lot about survival, which made her suspicious, but she'd ask later. She grabbed as many bushels as she could carry, which wasn't an excessive amount, but at least it was food, and since she didn't have any confidence she could safely identify any other safe fruit she headed back to the fire, occupying her time by keeping it fed. When it was late evening, she heard rustling through the trees, and froze in fear, only to relax as it proved to be her other human companion, though she didn't completely relax, as she was still suspicious of him. Jason eyed the results of her foraging and remarked

"So, you found something familiar after all. That's good, it'll save us trouble." Alina nodded, then asked

"How do you know all this stuff, anyway? It seems weird that a person coming from Castelia would have knowledge how to live in the wild, unless you're a Trainer?" Jason sighed and swung something from over his shoulder, and Alina gasped as she realized it was the carcasses of Jason's kills, something that looked remarkably similar to Passimian of the Alola region, although significantly smaller. Jason ignored her reaction and sat down by the fire, warming up his hands and saying

"It's a bit of a story, but it's also kinda painful, and I'd rather not get into it. Suffice it to say, I spent some time learning how to fend for myself if I ever had to, and Arceus am I glad I did. But this was definitely not how I wanted to test my skills." Alina hesitated for a moment, but could respect wanting to keep things to himself, as she very much was the same. He motioned for a Nanab berry, which she handed over, and he quickly peeled it open, observing it for a moment, then bit into it, chewing it for a moment and swallowing before reporting

"Very starchy, and full of seeds. About what I expected." Alina frowned, asking

"Why are they like that, anyway? Smaller and less tasty?" Jason had taken another bite, and told her after swallowing

"Fruits out in the wild are very different compared to domesticated fruits. For one thing, they aren't subject to the selective breeding that humans put them under, just standard evolution, and second, they weren't meant to attract humans, but other creatures who would eat them, and leave the seeds in their droppings." Alina was less than pleased with the latter part of his explanation, but decided not to argue with it, and ate one herself, more than a little disappointed by the lack of flavor she was used to. Her appetite was quickly killed, however, as Jason began taking the carcasses and using a pocketknife she didn't know he had to start skinning the Pokemon, and as soon as he did she bolted up and ran to the tree line, throwing up. Jason sighed but didn't stop.

After emptying her stomach, Alina was hesitant to return to the fire, but did so because the cold drove her toward it. She studiously ignored Jason carving up the once-living creatures, though she couldn't ignore the grunts of effort he made while doing so, which only added to her queasiness. After a short while, Jason laid the separate parts of the Pokemon onto large leaves he'd picked from trees earlier, putting the meat on one, the viscera on another, and finally the bones on one more, while the skins he'd hung inside out on a branch. Unable to restrain herself any longer, Alina burst out

"Are you happy with yourself?! Just sitting there, ignoring what you've done?!" Jason sighed, cleaning off his knife, and told her dully

"No, I'm not. I hated doing it, but the simple fact is that we need to survive, and as human beings we're omnivores, meaning we need both meat and plants to survive. I'm not about to ignore food for the sake of feeling better about my morals if it means I'm going to die instead." Alina groaned, still displeased, but also realizing she wasn't going to change his mind, especially since survival was the primary objective now. After gathering her thoughts, she said

"Well, I hate it… but I guess I don't want to die, either." Jason nodded and stabbed two of the pieces of meat onto sticks, putting them close to the fire, then went to attend to the skins, whereupon Alina asked

"What're you gonna do with those, anyway?" Jason answered

"Use them for bedding, mostly, but also for clothes." Alina blinked, asking

"Clothes?" Jason nodded, adding

"What we have on won't last forever, less so in a much harsher environment like this. And I'd rather not be running around naked all the time." Alina blushed at that, realizing he wasn't exactly wrong. Some clothes she had were strong, but even under the best circumstances couldn't last forever. Inevitably, something tore, broke off, or just went threadbare, at which point she'd needed to replace it. That happened more often than not because of her Poke-pinching father, but that was moot now. And at the thought of her father, she thought about the rest of her family, who would learn about the fate of her trip any day now and may believe that she was already dead. She brought her knees up and buried her face in them, beginning to cry at the thought that she may never see them again. Jason paused in his work as he heard soft sobs, and looked to see Alina in a moment of vulnerability, thinking

"Oh, the realization of the rest of her life may have just sunk in. Or maybe she's thinking about her family." At the thought of family, he scowled, but knew he couldn't leave things like this. He took off his shirt, since he figured it being covered in blood would hardly be comforting, and sat about a foot away from her before saying

"Hey, you wanna talk about it?" Alina lifted her face, and it was immediately obvious that she'd been crying deeply, tears, runny nose, twisted facial features, the so-called "ugly crying", which made him think

"It was definitely about her family, then." Alina sniffed and wiped her face off before telling him in obvious pain

"I'm just wondering what my parents are going to think when they find out the ship sank. If they'll think I'm… dead. And that I may never see them again." At this she burst into fresh tears, this time not holding back. Jason opened up an arm for her if she needed it, and despite her reservations she fell against him, mourning what could be the biggest loss she'd ever suffered. After an indeterminate amount of time, though still a fair amount judging by the positions of the moon and stars, she calmed down enough to separate herself from him, saying thickly

"I'm sorry… I didn't mean to do that to you." Jason told her

"It's okay. It's a hard thing to come to terms with, even under the best circumstances." Alina nodded and wiped her eyes, asking

"I'm sure it's hard for you, too, thinking you'll never see your family again, either." To her extreme shock, Jason's face hardened into a scowl, and he faced forward, replying

"No, not really. In fact, I bet they'd be happy to hear that I 'died'." Alina was no less than completely dumbstruck, wanting to ask what the hell was so wrong with them to warrant that reaction, but couldn't get the words out. Jason stood up and went back to the skins, telling her

"Go ahead and sleep for now. I'll keep an eye on the fire and wake you up when I need to sleep. Tomorrow, we'll see what we can do about shelter; I found a big stream that'll be perfect for water, but we'll need to be careful." Alina hesitated before nodding and laying down, weary from her emotional realization, closing her eyes to hopefully find respite in her dreams.

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Jason led Alina through the forest, having taken the precaution of banking the old campfire and quickly rounding up the charcoal left behind, wrapping it up in leaves and having Alina carry it with the berries while he carried the various pieces of Pokemon he'd killed and cleaned. After a while, Alina heard the sounds of rushing water, and soon they came to a small clearing that was full of large rocks covered in moss, with a small river with surprisingly fast-moving water. Jason told her

"I followed those Pokemon I hunted yesterday and found this. It's a perfect place to set up a more permanent place, at least until we can see if we'll be rescued." Alina nodded and set her "luggage" down, as did Jason, who then went over and grabbed a thick-looking short branch and a small, roughly axe-shaped rock, carrying them over to the river and sitting down, confusing Alina as he began to grind the small rock against a larger rock, frequently checking it and washing it in the river. Eventually she asked

"What are you doing?" Jason didn't pause his actions, but explained

"We're basically starting from scratch, and as such I need to work on shelter for us, or else we could die, according to the Threes of Survival." He paused for a moment, then said

"Or maybe it's Survival of Threes. I don't remember?" Alina was confused again, asking

"And what's that?" Jason explained as he continued working

"The basics of what we need in order not to die, broken down into threes. For example, you will be irreversibly dead without oxygen in three minutes." Alina smirked for the first time, stating

"Well, I don't think we have to worry about that here." Jason smirked as well, then continued

"Then we could die within three hours without shelter, though admittedly that's more appropriate for extreme climates, like the northern reaches of Sinnoh, or the deserts of Orre." Alina frowned, asking

"And they all go like this, in threes?" Jason nodded, saying

"Yup, and in ascending order. So, it goes three minutes without oxygen, three hours without shelter, three days without water, and three weeks without food." Alina thought about that for a moment, then remarked

"That's actually not too hard to remember." Jason smirked again, replying

"That's the point." He stood up, fitting the rock into a strange hole she hadn't noticed before in the branch. He added

"And that's why I'm going to get started on our shelter." She looked at the crude tool in his hands, looked around, and started piecing it together.

"You're going to chop down trees and build one yourself?" Jason just nodded, prompting Alina to ask

"And… you know all this, how?" Jason admitted sheepishly

"I watched a lot of survival tutorials before I left Castelia." Alina groaned, only now being told that her survival hinged on the information of some internet videos. Jason added

"Look, I made sure they were legit, alright? Besides, you can't argue with the results so far." This made Alina grumble, as she couldn't argue. As the time went on, Jason slowly but relentlessly worked on the surrounding area, clearing it of trees, the resulting stumps, and rocks that he could reasonably move, creating a much more suitable clearing. Once that was done, he started with a modest home that would fit the two of them. To fill in her time and do her part, Alina foraged more fruit, some of which Jason was able to identify as either dangerous or safe, and that made it easier to forage. Next she collected clay at the edges of the river, which very much confused her, but which Jason insisted was important.

Jason began the process of teaching Alina how to make clay pottery, which they would use to collect and boil water to make it safe for drinking. The first week was uncomfortable, whether because the house was incomplete, or just waiting to see if either the water or food would make them sick, but they soon got used to their accommodations. As Jason had predicted, their clothing quickly wore out from the repeated use, but he'd also come through with the pelts, creating rough cloth coverings that did little more than cover the most important parts, though it would have to do for the time.

Within the second week, the home had been expanded slightly and finished, a system of cleaning water was established, and Jason got better at hunting, and even began a very small-scale version of farming to supplement their food supply. Every day at noon, they would go back to the beach, searching around for any hint of rescue, but to their disappointment never saw any. And as the days went by they slowly learned more about each other; Alina was part of a semi-large and tight-knit family, while Jason's family was essentially an empire within the technology industry, though that was as far as he ever divulged, and always clammed up when it came to other questions.

Though neither would admit it to each other, a close bond was forming between them, and while it may have been forced by the fact that they were the only two humans on the island, having shared a near-death experience, it was still a bond, nevertheless.

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Two months had now passed, and Alina approached Jason nervously. The pelt clothing he'd originally given her was now too large on her, as she'd lost weight because of the much stricter diet she was stuck with as opposed to the fattier and more sugary foods on the mainland, and as a result needed them resized, and hadn't thought to learn how herself. More than that, though, the style of clothing was uncomfortable, as it amounted to little more than two squares of pelt tied by strings around her waist and one over her chest. She'd noticed that he created a slightly more form-fitting set of "shorts" for himself, and had offered to do the same for her, but she had declined because she was nervous at the time about what might have had to be done in order to get the right measurements. Now, though, she was left with little choice.

"Hey, um, Jason?" The toned and muscled man- earned over the months of intense labor he'd done for their survival- turned around and asked

"Yeah?" Alina fidgeted slightly under his bearded gaze, not knowing why, but somehow the addition of the beard made him both more frightening and yet, more primal, something her body seemed to be reacting to. She pushed these thoughts away as she said

"I… have a favor to ask…" Jason preempted her, asking

"Is it about your clothes?" Alina blinked, then asked

"How… how did you know?" Jason explained

"I've seen you holding them to yourself more tightly, like you're afraid of them falling off." Alina blushed, but nodded and added

"They're also… not very comfortable." Jason nodded understandingly, replying

"Yeah, sorry about that. Admittedly, my first work wasn't my best." Alina swallowed nervously, saying

"So, yeah, I, uh… needed to ask if… you could, you know…" Jason couldn't help smiling at her nervousness, but quickly hid it so he didn't upset her, replying

"I can, but before I do I need to ask what exactly you're looking for here." Alina blushed again, explaining

"Something more comfortable, kinda like what you made for yourself." Jason thought about that for a minute. What she was asking wasn't impossible, nor even what he needed to get started. The problem was actually getting what he needed, and he had to word that very carefully.

"Well, like I said, I can, but…" Alina heard the hesitation, which made her nervous as she asked

"But?" Jason took a deep breath, then told her carefully

"In order to make something that would fit you comfortably without wasting both time and resources, I would have to get more… precise measurements." The words hung in the air uncomfortably for a moment before Alina asked nervously

"And… how would you need to get those measurements?" Jason groaned under his breath, thinking of how to put it in as subtle of a way as possible before deciding it would just be easier to explain it as simply as possible.

"In the shortest terms, I basically need you to… take off the old pelts, let me measure your body, and then I can make the new clothes with those measurements." Alina blushed furiously, but didn't otherwise react, and Jason was in no hurry to press her for an answer. After a few uncomfortable moments, Alina asked

"Is… that the best way?" Jason sighed, telling her

"Frankly, it's the only way. If you want something that completely covers you, I need the measurements for those parts of your body so I can make them right the first time." Alina again blushed, very much embarrassed by the idea of having to strip down in front of Jason. Sure, she was developing an attraction to him, of that there was no doubt. But for him to see her entire body, with nothing covering it? It seemed like too much! But if she wanted to get the new clothing that she wouldn't have to hold onto every second, and which would finally afford her some comfort, it was a sacrifice she was going to have to make. Eventually she nodded, saying

"Okay." Jason nodded as well, asking

"Do you wanna wait before we do that?" Alina shook her head, answering

"No, let's just get it over with. I hate holding onto these things." Jason nodded again, and led the way back to their home, Alina's heart beating madly, and Jason's as well, though she wouldn't know it because of how stoically he kept himself. Soon, too soon for Alina, they were in his room, where he kept his sewing supplies. He brought out the pelts he needed, as well as the tools he would use, including a pelt string he used for measuring, then walked up before standing a short distance from his companion, asking uncomfortably

"So… do you want to take them off, or…" Alina, blushing again, asked

"Do you have to watch me?" Jason sighed, saying

"I'm gonna be seeing it anyway; it really makes no difference." Alina groaned inwardly, then fumbled with the top square covering her chest, since it was the most uncomfortable, pulling that off and revealing her modest breasts, which made Jason blush around his beard, something Alina was surprised but gratified to see. At least there was something that could faze him. Then she pulled at the strings keeping the two pelt squares covering her front and rear, hesitated for a moment, then finally took a deep breath before pulling them off, leaving herself naked in front of Jason. To her relief, he acted professionally, taking the old pelts and setting them aside, then took his string and wrapped it around her waist, keeping it comfortable but still loosely form-fitting. He did the same thing for her hips, since they were wider than her waist, then went to his table, writing down the measurements he needed. Then he took a deep breath and told her

"Okay, I need you to… spread your legs." Alina blushed heavily again but didn't bother arguing as she covered her breasts before slowly shifting from side to side, spreading her legs. Jason told her quietly

"Thank you." He stood at her side, holding the measuring pelt at the small of her back before reaching through her legs and grabbing it before bringing it back up, gently pressing it against her, causing her to let out a small yelp of shock as she was touched. Jason tensed, saying

"Sorry." He eased up slightly, but not too much so it would stay form-fitting, and held up the measuring pelt, working out the length he needed, then slid it down, measuring out the top of each thigh before going to the table to write down the measurements again. Alina quickly stood back up and closed her legs tightly, also using her hands to cover herself up as her face burned in shame. Soon Jason approached her again, seeing her position, and told her

"I kinda need you to lift your arms." Alina, distinctly uncomfortable, but figuring there was no point turning back now, removed her hands from covering her groin and lifted her arms over her head. Jason moved behind her and gently wrapped the pelt around her bust, asking

"Is that loose enough?" Alina, blushing hard again, replied

"Can it be a little more?" Jason nodded and gave it a bit of slack, asking

"How's that?" Alina nodded, answering

"That's good." Jason quickly took the measurement and wrote it down, then came back to measure each breast to ensure maximum comfort. Having gotten all his measurements, he went back to his desk, telling her

"You can put your clothes back on now." Alina looked at the old pelts, then groaned slightly and said

"What's the point? They were uncomfortable, anyway, and now you've seen everything." Jason blushed, cleared his throat, and responded softly

"Sorry for putting you through that." Alina sighed, saying

"I guess it doesn't matter anymore." She at first watched him work, but got bored with that, beginning to walk around his room, looking at the various things he'd crafted for himself, either for work purposes or to try something new. After a while, she decided to broach the topic she still didn't know about, asking

"Why won't you talk about your family?" She watched as he paused, hands clenching on his tools, but his voice remained even as he answered

"I told you, I don't want to." Alina retorted

"Oh, come on, already! You've avoided this the entire time we've been here!" Jason's body started trembling, surprising her, as she hadn't seen him react like that before. He stated monotonously

"It's… painful, to think about." Alina argued

"And I had to show off my naked body to you. You know how hard that was?" Jason looked back at her briefly, but quickly looked forward again. Alina waited, her arms crossed, until eventually Jason slumped, defeated. He slowly turned himself around, somewhat facing her, but not looking up at her, whether to preserve her modesty or hide his own hurts she didn't know. After a few tense moments, he started to speak, still monotonously.

"My family was part of the booming tech empire in Castelia City. Specifically, my father was the head of the tech empire. I was supposed to take over once he retired, like he did for his own father, my grandfather. He was training me to take over, which included some… insider trading." Alina frowned slightly, asking

"Insider trading?" Jason nodded, explaining

"Basically, taking information directly from companies, including your own, and buying up stocks when they're low and selling them off when they're high, before anyone else in the stock trading business can take advantage of it." Alina remarked

"That sounds illegal." Jason nodded, confirming

"It is, so I called the authorities about it. My father was arrested. Almost immediately, my mother and grandfather started yelling at me, berating me, and calling me a terrible child for ruining their carefully built empire, as well as a home wrecker for getting the 'breadwinner' locked up in jail. Almost everyone in my family hated me, and I was renounced from the family and written out of the will. My grandfather told me that if I didn't leave within an hour, he would call the police on me for trespassing." Alina, wide-eyed and mouth agape, held her hands up to her mouth, absolutely disgusted that anyone would treat their family this way. Jason continued

"My aunt- my father's sister- gave me some money, and for a brief moment I thought maybe someone still cared. But then she said that was for me to get on a ship and leave the city, preferably the region, and with any luck the ship would sink, and me with it." Alina was unable to muster any words as Jason looked up, tears streaming down his face as he finished

"I guess they got what they wanted in the end." Alina, heartbroken, quickly walked up and hugged him to her, completely disregarding that she was still naked, but so did Jason, still shaking from having to recount his heart-wrenching story and knowing that ultimately he had no family left. For five minutes he wept, and when he managed to calm down enough he opened his eyes to the sight of Alina's chest, which while quite nice was also going to be very awkward, though he couldn't in good conscience continue to take advantage of her. He cleared his throat, saying

"Um, listen, Alina, not that I don't appreciate your generosity, but maybe now's a good time to stop." Alina was confused, asking

"Why?" Jason pulled away, looking away, and simply pointed down in response. Alina looked down, suddenly remembering her nudity, and jumped away with a loud

"Eep!" Jason couldn't help chuckling, and Alina groaned, uncomfortable, but still said

"I'm sorry I forced you to tell me that. I wasn't… expecting it to be that bad." Jason nodded, then smirked, and playfully said

"Still, the comfort of a nude woman certainly helped." Alina blushed and picked up the old pelt, throwing it at him. Jason shielded himself with an arm, laughing as it hit him, and when he calmed down he told her seriously

"But really, thanks. It felt nice to know someone cared, actually cared." Alina nodded, replying

"You're welcome." Satisfied, Jason turned back to his work, and Alina sat on the mat of pelts that served as Jason's bed, blushing at the idea of being on the man's "bed". That certainly set her mind racing, and she had to clench her legs together to stop herself from doing something she'd regret. Even so, it felt nice to be with him a little more closely, even if the circumstances weren't ideal.

Then she thought about the past couple months they'd spent together, working to survive on the island, especially when she knew next to nothing about survival. If she had wound up alone on the island, at best she'd be surviving in a crappy leaf tent, at worst she'd have been dead by day two or three without clean water. Hell, maybe on day one if she'd eaten something poisonous. The thought made her shudder. She looked at Jason again, considering her newfound appreciation of him, and the revelation of his troubles. He'd lost an entire family, and in return he'd only gotten her. It seemed paltry by comparison… should she make it better? After a moment of deliberation, she stood up, heart beating hard again, and said

"Jason?" The man, still focused on his work, answered

"Yeah?" Alina swallowed nervously, steeling her nerve, then told him

"Look at me." Jason paused, asking

"You sure?" Alina smiled a little, replying

"Yes." Jason hesitantly turned, seeing her standing in all her glory, and by Arceus did he like what he saw. He would never admit it, of course, because he didn't want to turn away his only human contact on this lonely island. He would never want to risk alienating her when she was all he had. She surprised him then by approaching him, taking his head in her hands, and leaning down to kiss him. He sat dumbstruck as she pulled back, telling him

"I can't be a replacement for family, but I can still be something for you… if you'll have me." Jason slowly stood up, simply looking at her while he processed what she said, then gently took her into his arms, holding her, and said softly

"That would make me so happy. So much more than I have in a long time." Alina grinned and reached forward, grabbing at his pelt shorts and saying

"Then let's make it official." Jason blushed as she pulled them down, leaving him as nude as she was, but he had no room to complain, though he did ask

"Don't you want me to finish your clothes?" Alina smiled, replying suggestively

"That can wait… or, maybe we can just stay like this now?" Jason was beyond surprised, though he certainly wouldn't have minded, not that he'd tell her. Alina continued

"Besides, you have something else to attend to." She kissed him again, then reached forward and grasped his member, making him gasp, then grin as he returned the favor, slipping his fingers between her legs. Alina yipped at the sudden feeling, but now the floodgates had been opened, and there was no putting the water back.

The two pressed themselves together, kissing passionately as they felt each other up and down, and soon Jason laid Alina down on his bed, with her blushing as she spread her legs for him. Jason breathed heavily as he took his penis and rubbed it against her, making her moan, before slowly pushing himself inside, making her moan louder. He then settled on his hands, hovering above her, and began moving back and forth, slowly pushing deeper into her while she held on tightly to him, wrapping her legs around his waist. The pair continued their lovemaking, but it wasn't long before Alina felt him twitching inside her and he told her

"Alina, I'm gonna…" Alina suddenly realized something and pushed against him, calling out

"Wait, stop!" Jason did so, looking down at her, at first with confusion, then with concern as she began to cry, telling him

"You can't… not inside. I can't risk getting pregnant." Jason considered her words for a moment, then started to cry himself. She was right. Not only was it of great risk to her, without proper medical care around, but also for the hypothetical children. Even if they ignored the risks, what kind of life would they be able to live, forever trapped on an island where they could never find love of their own? What right did they have to bring an innocent child into that kind of life? He looked back down at her, asking

"Then… we can't…" Alina told him

"I don't want to stop being with you, really. We just… have to be careful. As soon as you're close, pull out. We'll try to make this work." Jason nodded and resumed, trying to be extra careful now. As soon as he began to feel his climax approaching, he pulled himself out of her, as much as it tormented him to do. He thought for a moment, then grabbed her hips and began to rub himself against her from the outside, bringing himself to his peak and making sure that not a single drop landed between her legs, resulting in a mess on her breasts and belly. Both partners panted hard for a moment, and Alina commented

"Well… I guess that's one way to do it." Jason, ashamed, told her

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that, or at least asked first, but I just wanted to-" Alina put her hand over his mouth, stopping him from talking, and said

"It's okay. You were careful. I could feel that. And as long as we keep it careful, we can still be together." Jason nodded, glad things worked out, even if the situation was still upsetting, and helped clean her up before they laid together on the bed, with him saying playfully

"So, I guess you're moving in?" Alina smirked, replying

"I suppose, but I'll need help with all my stuff." Jason smirked before gazing at her lovingly and replying softly

"I can do that."

So, yeah. This one was definitely more human-oriented than Pokemon, but I think it still worked out well. Hopefully you agree. So, with that, I'll see you all next time!