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"What is it you want to show me?" I asked curiously. My parents took me and my pokemon down to the nineteenth floor, which was odd because it was designated for rehabilitating abused pokemon. It was a program that was started after my parents took over. It was completely non-profit, and had plenty of philanthropists donating to the cause. Each room on the floor was fairly small, but usually contained only one pokemon each. They sometimes had more if the pokemon were rescued together or they were running out of room.

The room my parents led me into was a fairly small room, clearly designed for small pokemon. Inside the room was plenty of food and water, which look like they had hardly been touched, and a large plush bed for the pokemon to sleep on with a warm-looking blanket laying on top of it, which appeared to have never been used once. It wasn't until I scanned the rest of the room that I saw the eevee who was curled up in the far corner of the room.

I was a bit confused. "Um, what exactly are we doing here?" I asked, my eyes alternating between my parents and the eevee.

Mom responded, "Some of our volunteers rescued him from an abandoned hideout of some kind of gang. Whether it was accidental or purposeful, we don't know. He hasn't said a word since we found him. Hasn't eaten or drank anything either."

"That's terrible," I said softly. I felt bad for the little guy; who knows what could possibly be running through that fluffy head of his. I wanted to go over and pet him, but I didn't think he would take kindly to it.

Dad continued, "None of our volunteers or any of our professional breeders have had any luck getting any response from him. We were hoping that you might have better luck."

"What makes you think that we would have better luck?" I asked confused. I certainly had no experience helping abused pokemon recover before.

"We're kinda grasping at straws here," he replied. "He hasn't gotten any food or water in him for three days, and we're getting worried about his health."

"Well, I don't know what you think I'll be able to do that experts can't," I said, "but I'll do my best."

"We'll leave you to it then." With that, my parents left with my pokemon and closed the door behind them.

Now it was just me and the eevee. I wasn't exactly certain at what I should do. I grabbed the food and water dishes and slowly walked over to the eevee, sitting down a few feet away from him. I placed the dishes between him and me. "Hey there, little guy. You doing okay?" He didn't answer, which didn't surprise me. I sat there silently for a while, just giving him time to get used to me being there. After about half-an-hour of just sitting there, I said, "I heard that you haven't eaten or drank anything in three days." He didn't even move. "Do you think you can get a little food in you?" Still nothing.

I sighed but remained resolute. I just sat there for a while longer. I lost track of time as I had my eyes fixed on him, trying to figure out what was wrong. After a while, I continued. "It's just that everyone here wants to see you recover, and starving yourself like this is making us all really nervous." I noticed the slightest twitch of one of his ears. "How about just a little bit of water?" I insisted. "You must be parched if you really haven't had any in so long." His ear twitched again.

After a few more minutes of silence, an idea struck me. "Well, if you don't want any, mind if I help myself to some?" He immediately looked over to me. I smiled and dipped a hand into the bowl and scooped up some water before drinking it. He immediately came over and began to drink up the rest of the water eagerly.

I was surprised that they didn't think of the possibility before. The poor guy was paranoid about drugs in his food and water. "Do I need to prove there's nothing in your food, or can you take my word that it's safe?"

He looked up at me expectantly. I sighed and picked up one of the pieces of pokemon food and popped it into my mouth. To me it tasted bitter and not even close to appealing, but I sucked it up and swallowed it. Moments later, the eevee began gobbling down his first meal in three days.

I smiled at him. "That better?" I asked. He nodded slowly. "Do you have a name?"

He just sat there quietly for a while longer. I don't know how long it had been since I walked into the room, but I didn't really care. I was determined to gain this eevee's trust.

He finally spoke, "They called me project irekaru." My heart sank. The only thing he knew himself by was a project designation.

"Mind if I call you Ike?" I asked. "I think it fits you much better."

He gave a small smile. "It's better." He sat down on his haunches and looked up at me. "And who are you?"

I grinned victoriously. "I'm Ronan," I replied. "I'm the son of the people who run this place." There was a short pause. "So are you still hungry or thirsty?" Ike nodded. "Alright, let's get you seconds." I stand up and begin heading to the door, the fluffy fox following behind me and my pokemon following behind him. I showed him the way to the kitchen area that was installed not long after my parents bought the company. They were sure to keep it stocked with both human and pokemon food. I got him a bowl of food and a bowl of water which he happily began to consume eagerly. I smiled and said caringly, "No need to rush; we have plenty of time."

After he ate his fill, he sat on his haunches again and smiled up at me. "Thank you, Ronan. I haven't had a meal like that in a long time."

"I was happy to do it," I said. I went to pet him, and he flinched away. It was clear that he had been hit a lot by whoever was keeping him captive before. "Hey," I said softly, "I'm not gonna hurt you, Ike." I inched my hand closer until it was right above his head. His ears were flat against his skull out of fear. I slowly began to pet his head, rubbing it softly. He slowly began to relax to the touch.

Not long afterwards, he began rubbing his head firmer into my hand and was purring happily. "Feels good," he cooed.

"See," I replied, "we aren't gonna hurt you. We just wanna help you out." I stopped petting him after a few light scratches behind his ear. "Wanna go meet some of my friends?"

Ike gave a look of confusion. "What are friends?"

I thought my heart had sunk before, but that was nothing compared to how sorry I felt for him now. I could feel my eyes get a little misty, but I pushed down my sorrow. "I'll show you," was all I could say. I began walking back to my parents' office, where I was sure that they had gone back to. Ike was walking slowly behind me, but stayed close to my heels. I entered the elevator and was just about to hit the top floor button until I saw that Ike was standing just outside the elevator.

"Something wrong?" I asked.

He looked scared and concerned. "I..." he looked behind him and then back into the elevator. "I don't like small places."

I nodded. "Alright, stairs it is." I got out of the elevator and walked over to the door marked 'Stairs' and opened it, allowing the eevee to pass through. "I hope you've gained back some energy, because we've got quite a few stairs to climb." Ike nodded and began to sprint up the staircase, leaving me to try to catch up to him. I had to run up the stairs to catch up to him. I was really glad to see that he was feeling better like this, and I was sure that my parents would be quite pleased too.

It took us a little while to climb to the top floor. Once we did I took Ike to my parent's office, where I assumed that Nengan and the others were hanging out. As expected, they were there, chatting away. They immediately looked over as I entered with the shy, little Eevee. After I introduced him to them, they began talking to him as if he were already a close friend. They seemed to understand that, due to his trauma, it would be a bad idea to ask him about his past or to talk about our more intimate memories; most likely insisted upon by Nengan. So instead, they talked more about battling and our travels, telling him how much fun it was hang out with each other and with me.

Ike listened quietly, not saying too much. He would ask a question here and there and he needed an explanation on the whole gym system, but otherwise, he just listened to their stories. He seemed to be enjoying himself somewhat at least. No doubt just being around people who didn't want to experiment on him was enough to keep the little guy at least somewhat happy.

Apparently, my parents had gone to a meeting shortly after they left me with Ike. I was eager for them to return to see Ike up and about. Apparently the meeting wasn't a very long one, because my mom arrived not too long after I got back.

Her eyes showed surprise as she saw me up here with Ike. "You actually got him to eat?" she asked, the surprise in her tone couldn't go unnoticed by anyone.

"So little faith in your own son?" I asked jokingly. "You know, my skills with pokemon goes beyond just tactic in battle."

She chuckled, "Apparently. How'd you do it?"

I knelt down and slowly stroked Ike's matted fur. I made a mental note to groom him as soon as I left. Then I walked out into the hall and motioned for her to follow as the others stayed to themselves. In a hushed tone I explained, "He was paranoid about drugs. He assumed that the food and water was laced with them."

My mother sighed. "How did we not anticipate that?" she asked in a self-reprimanding tone.

"Well, to be fair, it's not something that we deal with on a day-to-day basis," I defended. "I honestly just got lucky with it by saying that I was gonna have some of his water since he wasn't."

She cracked a smile and asked, "You drank out a pokemon dish?" I could hear her trying to stifle a laugh.

I gave her an unamused frown. "Anyways, that's not even the worst part. I asked him was his name, and all he could think of was that they called him 'project Irekaru.'"

This time she gritted her teeth. "They're lucky that I don't know where they are." My mom had always been a bit of a hothead, which is why she headed research while my dad dealt with contracts and legal.

"There's nothing we can do about it now except keep him safe. He's lucky that they forgot him."

She smiled at me and brushed a loose strand of my hair behind my ear. She spoke in a tone that only a loving mother could, "When did you grow up and become an adult on me?"

I smiled back. "I honestly don't know," I replied.

It was then that my dad showed up. "Sorry, got held up by Ryan. Said something about a new contract or something that he was chasing. I don't see why he always feels the need to tell me about possible leads before they're actually concrete." He finally noticed that we were just standing out in the hall rather than in the office. "What up?"

I spoke up. "I got the eevee up and nourished."

"You got him to trust you already?" he asked surprised.

"Seriously," I asked, "what's with all the surprise? Did you really not expect me to succeed?"

He scratched the back of his neck. He always did that when he was embarrassed. "Sorry, we just... well, we didn't want to get our hopes up. But how did you get him to trust you?" I explained to him what I just told my mother. "Damn..."

"My thoughts exactly," I replied. "So what do you plan to do with him now that he's eating again?"

"You know the deal," Dad said. "First we get him at good, stable levels for a while, and then we look for a new home for him."

"Except, he's not your average abandoned pet pokemon," I replied. "He's gone through significant trauma. Pokemon are just as prone to PTSD as humans are; your translators helped prove that. He may be small, but if he develops it and has an episode while being held by a child, they would get hurt and things would be worse for him."

"What do you suggest then?" he asked.

"I'll take care of him," I offered. "Who better than a trainer who knows how to handle pokemon. Plus, he already trusts me, at least somewhat."

He nodded. "Alright, so long as he wants to travel with you, then you can take him."

I smiled. "Thank you," I replied, "I'll keep him safe."

"I'm sure you will," he said.

We walked back into the office and saw that the pokemon were still just talking and hanging out. I almost didn't want to interrupt, but I was sure that Ike would be glad to hear the news. I sat cross-legged next to him. "Hey Ike," I said, "I've got a question for you." His ears perked up curiously and nodded in acknowledgement. Apparently he wasn't much of a talker. "How would you feel about coming and travelling with me?"

His smile widened and he nodded, "I would like that."

Nengan grinned and patted him on his back. "Great," he genuinely said, "welcome to the group, buddy." Ike flinched a bit from the sudden contact.

Yari smiled warmly, "We're gonna have lots of fun together." Masu snickered at the statement which got him a solid punch on the arm from Yari. He hissed at him, "Shut it." Ike cocked his head confused, not seeming to get what was so funny, but he didn't ask.

"Hey, Ronan," Mom started, "How about you spend the night at the house? I'm sure that your pokemon would enjoy seeing where you grew up."

I smiled eagerly. "That sounds great!" I said excitedly. "You guys'll love it there."

"I thought you would like that," she grinned. "The car is already here for you. I called our driver as soon before your arrived."

"You're awesome!" I hugged her and kissed her cheek.

My dad spoke next. "We still have some stuff to do here, but we'll be back by the morning to have breakfast with you. Pancakes sound good?"

"Of course!"

He chuckled. He knew that pancakes were my favorite breakfast food. "Thought so. See ya in the morning then."

"See ya." I hugged him goodbye, and we all headed out. I noticed that Nengan, Masu, and Yari were all rushing to the elevator. "We're gonna need to use the stairs, guys. Ike's claustrophobic."

"Why doesn't he just ride in a ball?" Nengan asked. "Lots of room in them."

This piqued my interest. "What's it like in them? I've never been told."

"It's awesome in there!" Nengan said with a grin. "It's different for everyone, from what we can tell. I get to be in a volcanic region, lots of magma baths to enjoy."

"For me it's actually the lake where you found me," Masu explained. "That was certainly a pleasant surprise."

"Guess it changes to suit each of our needs and preferences," Yari commented.

Ike asked Yari quietly, "What's it like in yours?"

He snickered at the thought of it. I'm not sure I even wanted to know what was so funny about it. "It's a lot of fun there," he replied. "It's a nice grassy field with some trees and a streams." He seemed to be telling the truth, but I could just tell that he was leaving some things out.

"That sounds nice," Ike said with his small voice. He looks to me and nods. I took out an empty pokeball of mine and held it out for him. He gently tapped it with his paw and got sucked into it. It clicked almost as soon as he went in there, signifying that he became bound to it.

"I'll let him back out when we get to the house," I said to myself. "The cars gonna be a bit crowded anyways." We entered the elevator and rode it down to the lobby. It stopped a few times to let a couple people on and off. I knew most of them and chatted a bit for a bit of catch up. The car was already pulled up to the front of the building, waiting for me and my pokemon to arrive. I quickly hopped in with everyone, deciding to just stay unbuckled. The driver was excellent at his job and the road to my house was unused by all but us.

The driver's name was Jeffrey, and had been employed by my parents long ago, so I knew him quite well. We talked for most of the way there as we caught up. He seemed to really enjoy seeing me again and loved seeing how happy I was with my new friends. The trip seemed much shorter than it usually did, but that was certainly welcome. Everyone was really surprised when they saw how big the house was.

"You lived in that!?" Masu exclaimed. "I may not know much about human culture, but I know that's a hell of a lot bigger than the other houses I've seen!" He wasted no time in scampering up to the door, jumping to reach the doorknob. The door was unlocked, probably done in anticipation of my arrival, and he rushed in to check things out. Yari wasn't far behind him.

I cupped my hands around my mouth and called out, "Don't break anything!" Nengan was the only one who stuck by my side as I strode into my house. My poke-gear went off not long after I got in and took off my shoes. I checked it and saw a new text message from my parents. It read:

"The maid already knows our relationship with pokemon, so don't be afraid of having to hide it. Or having a little fun ;P"

I couldn't help but blush a little. I thought to myself, "Well, I guess this is what it's like having a completely honest relationship with my parents." I sent back a short reply:

">.< This is gonna be what it's like between us now isn't it?"

"Yep~ and don't pretend that you don't like it."

I couldn't help but laugh. They were right though. It felt oddly freeing telling them everything and having them accept and welcome it. I texted out a reply: "Might take a little while to get used to, but yeah, I really do."

"Alright, you go enjoy yourself, we've got work to do."

"See ya in the morning." I put away the poke-gear and noticed that Nengan was looking at me curiously. I answered his unasked question, "I was texting. It's sending written messages through technology. It's great for short conversations or if you need to multitask."

He nodded, "Ah, okay. Sounds convenient." He began looking around. "So what are we gonna do tonight?"

"Well," I pulled out Ike's pokeball, "I need to give this little guy a bath." I opened the pokeball and released him onto the floor.

Ike looked around curiously and then up to me. "What's a bath?"

I slowly reached down and pet his side. He looked a bit apprehensive, but he didn't react otherwise. "I'll show you." I looked over to Nengan. "How about you go try to find the others. I'm sure that you can have a lot of fun here." I grinned playfully. "Lots of places to hide."

Nengan smiled at the idea. "Sounds like fun! I'll catch up with you later then." He rushed off to find the other two.

I looked down at Ike who met my gaze. "Let's get you cleaned up." I walked him to one of our bathrooms and got some warm water running. After it filled up about six inches, I stopped it. "You aren't afraid of water, are you?" He shook his head and hopped in, making a small splash. "I noticed that your fur's fairly matted and gnarled. Hopefully some detangle shampoo and a good brushing can fix that up."

He nodded silently. He certainly was a quiet one. I grabbed the detachable shower nozzle and set it to low pressure as I sprayed him, being careful to avoid spraying his face. I didn't want to cause any discomfort. After he was good and wet, I grabbed the shampoo and soaped up my hands with it before I massaged it into his fur. He may have not been very expressive, but I could hear some quiet noises of enjoyment. I smiled and continued the little massage. I couldn't help but grin as he closed his eyes and subtly arched his back into my hands. I had to admit, I was enjoying it too. It felt almost relaxing just silently bathing him. I almost got lost in it.

After he was all soaped up, I got the spray nozzle again and began washing all the suds out from his fur. It took a bit of time, but I got him clean. "Alright, let's dry you off." I opened the drain to let the water out. I grabbed one of the softer towels and picked him up with it, wrapping it around him to dry him off. I carried him into my room and sat down with him. I rubbed the towel around on his fur to soak up the water.

I went and grabbed a comb before going back and unwrapping Ike from the towel. His fur was only a little damp now, so I figured it would be good to just continue the grooming and get rid of those clumps. I sat cross-legged behind him and said, "This may tug a bit, but try and bear with me, okay?" He nodded his cute, little head and stayed still for me. I slowly began to run the brush through his fur. It took not time at all for it to get caught in the tangles. I did my best to grip the fur below the brush as I tugged the tangles free, but I could still hear the small grunts from Ike. I knew that this was going to be a long, and for him painful, process, but I just knew that he would feel much better after I was done. So I continued.

It was a painstaking process that felt like it took hours, but we did it. Every tangle, knot, and clump was taken care of. My arm was sore, almost numb, and I'm sure that Ike was sore from all the tugging too, but we did it. And his fur felt better already. He'd probably need another bath in the morning, but the difference was very noticeable. I smiled at my workmanship and gently pet his back with my left hand, my right one was too tired to do much else. "Much better, right?" I asked happily.

Ike nodded and then turned to me. He looked up at me with his large brown eyes and smiled. "Thank you," he said. It was such a simple statement, but I could tell how genuine he was. He may not have been very vocal about things, but his eyes shone with sincerity and thankfulness.

I smiled back happily and replied, "Anytime. Really, I want to keep you happy, so anything you need, just ask. Okay?"

He nodded in acknowledgment. "I would like to sleep now."

I chuckled and lay back on the bed, resting my head on the pillow. "That sounds great to me, too." Ike curled up next to me, covering his head with his tail as he began to sleep.

I lay there with my eyes closed, trying to fall asleep until I felt someone climb into my bed opposite Ike. I looked over and saw Nengan, smiling and looking over to me. When he saw Ike, he got close and whispered, "You did a great job cleaning him up."

I grinned at the compliment and rubbed the back of his head with my right hand. "Thanks," I said appreciatively.

He made his purr-like noise as I rubbed him. "So, I guess this means no sex tonight?"

"Sorry, bud," I said apologetically, "not tonight." I slowly stroke Ike's back, making him flinch in his sleep. "Not with Ike less than a foot away."

He smiled and patted my chest. "You're such a caring trainer," he said, "you know that?"

"And you're a really sweet friend," I replied, pulling him close to me. I grinned lovingly and guided his head to mine so I could kiss him on the lips. He seemed more than receptive as he wrapped his arms around my neck and kissed me back. We broke the kiss not long after it started.

"I love you, Ronan," Nengan said as he lay down next to me and cuddled close to me.

I wrapped my arm around him tenderly and replied, "I love you too, Nengan."

POV Third

After Nengan left to be with Ronan, Masu and Yari found a room to themselves. They were sitting on the bed, which was soft and cushy, and Yari was leaning against Masu cutely.

"So," Masu asked, "what do you think of the new guy?" Masu didn't seem to mind one bit that Yari was using him as a resting spot.

Yari rolled onto his back and placed his head on Masu's lap to look up at him, getting a small chuckle from the sea weasel. "Ike? He's very quiet. It's kinda hard to get a good read on him."

"Yeah," Masu agreed, "it almost seems as if he's afraid to speak." He absent-mindedly placed an arm on Yari's chest, his hand resting on his shoulder.

Yari replied, "Well, you heard what Ronan's parents said about him being abandoned and abused by those criminals." Yari placed a hand on top of Masu's. "I wouldn't want to make waves or get on anyone's bad side if I saw the worst people could be."

"I suppose you're right," Masu agreed. "I'm still kinda confused on what a 'gang' is."

"Well, you know how there was a huge group of poochyenas and mightyenas in the forest that would cause trouble for no reason?"

Masu growls angrily at some memories. "I could never forget. Those bastards tried to kick me out of my lake on many occasion. It took many ass-kickings from me before they realized that they didn't stand a chance."

Yari chuckles. "How have you not evolved yet?" he asked rhetorically. "But that's basically like a gang. Except the human ones are much more violent."

"So, I probably shouldn't tease him or get him to have sex for a while, huh?" Masu asked.

"Yeah," Yari confirmed, "that would be a big 'no.'"

Masu looked down at Yari. "How do you know so much about human culture, anyway?" he asked genuinely curious.

"Ronan's parents explained it to us right after we left Ronan and Ike."

"What?" Masu said confused. "How come I don't remember hearing this?"

Yari chuckled and smiled up at him, replying in a teasing tone, "Because you were too busy blatantly staring at my ass, you pervy bui."

Masu laughed at the memory. "Well, can you blame me?" he asked flirtatiously. "You've got such a great-looking ass. At least I had the restraint not to bend you over right then."

Yari smirked and teased, "Feels like someone's getting a little excited at the thought." He could feel Masu's sheath stir under his head.

Masu could feel his cheeks turn hot. The blush wasn't bright enough to be seen by Yari, but it was there. "Only because you made me think about that sexy ass of yours," he replied returning the teasing tone. "I hope you plan on helping me out with the problem you caused."

Yari coyly tapped his chin as if he were trying to decide whether or not to. "I dunno," he said feigning indecision, "I'm not sure if I feel up to it."

Masu laughed. "Since when aren't you up for some carnal fun?" His hand began to slowly move down the lizard's chest.

"Weeeell," he drawled out playfully, "perhaps I could be convinced. Did you have anything specific in mind?"

Masu grinned deviously. He knew exactly how to get Yari to be his bitch for the night. "A little lizard may have given me an idea," he replied almost menacingly. "I heard that you enjoyed your little roleplay with the rhydon. I bet I could make a better Master than he could."

That got Yari's attention. He immediately sat up intrigued and grinned. "You think you have what it takes to be my Master?" he asked lecherously.

Masu gave a devious grin and growled possessively. In a half-chastising and half-accusatory tone, he asked "Are you doubting your Master, pet?"

Yari gave a happy grin before delving into the role of the pet. He lowered his head and shoulders as a sign of submission, "No, Master. I didn't mean it."

Masu placed a hand on his chest and forced him onto his back, nearly making him bounce a bit on the bed and growled dominantly. "Then you better apologize."

Yari meeped out in surprise. In a small voice, he replied, "I'm sorry, Master. I'll never do it again."

Masu grinned. "Good boy," he said. He trailed his hand down to Yari's slit and teasingly traced around it, making the kecleon whimper. "Now, what shall I do to you?" he pondered curiously. "I think..." he pushed a couple fingers into Yari's slit, making him yelp out in pleasure. "I think I'll tease you for a bit."

Yari whined in slightly pained pleasure. It always felt great when he was rubbed there, but he wasn't used to being fingered in there. That's not to say it didn't feel good, because Yari was loving the treatment. But as Masu fingered the sensitive nerves inside his slit, his shaft was beginning to fill with blood and push against Masu's invading fingers. Masu didn't let it out though. He continued to rub and scissor his fingers inside of him, keeping his member trapped.

Yari gripped the sheets of the bed as he whimpered from the uncomfortable pleasure. After he couldn't handle it any longer, he whined in desperation, "Master, please..."

Masu was intent on teasing him as long as he could. He asked in as innocent a tone as he could muster, "Please what, pet?" He kept up the treatment while he waited for a response.

"Please let it out, Master," he whined. "It hurts." It didn't really hurt as much as he made it sound. It was uncomfortable, yeah, but it wasn't entirely painful.

"Hmmm..." Masu continued to rub and tease him as he pretended to weigh the request. "I suppose it's time for you to pleasure me anyways." He pulled his fingers out from Yari's slit allowing his wet shaft to burst into freedom, dripping some pre-cum onto his belly. Masu's fingers had gotten pretty wet from the mix of the kecleon's pre-cum and the slickness of his slit. Out of curiosity, he stuck his fingers in his mouth and tasted the liquids. "Hmmm... Not bad actually."

Yari grinned happily. "I'm glad Master enjoys my taste." He sat up and nuzzled Masu's neck sweetly. "How would Master like me to please him?"

Masu smirked at the question, as he rubbed the back of Yari's head. "First, I'm gonna do this," he said just before pulling him into a passionate kiss. Masu dominantly forced his tongue into Yari's muzzle and licked around, while Yari was happy to let him explore. While they kissed, Masu pulled Yari close and ground his bulging sheath against his shaft.

Masu broke the kiss and grinned. "Does my little pet enjoy feeling me against him?" he asked playfully

Yari rocked his hips against Masu and smiled. "I couldn't be happier than being so close to you, Master." He replied happily. Yari was slowly sliding his hand down Masu's chest and gripped his sheath, rubbing it eagerly.

"Does my slutty pet want to taste Master's dick?" he asked teasingly. Yari nodded eagerly and moved down nuzzles his sheath. Masu could feel his tip beginning to poke out. Just before Yari could wrap his lips around his sheath, Masu put a hand on his head to prevent him. "Not yet," Masu teased. "How much does the slutty lizard want to suck Master's dick?" He rubbed his sheath and tip along Yari's muzzle and cheek, but refuses to let him taste it yet.

"Please, Master," Yari whined, "I want to serve and pleasure you. Your powerful musk is so intoxicating. I want to bury my nose in your crotch and bathe in your amazing aroma. I want to enjoy the taste of your incredible cock and pleasure you to the best of my ability. I want you to breed my mouth as hard as you want and fill my maw with your delicious cum." Yari was a natural when it came to arousing his partner with his dirty talk, and Masu was no different. The praise and begging alone had gotten him to be half-erect.

Masu growled dominantly and petted Yari's head. "Such a good pet, worshipping Master like that," he praised. "Alright, since you are so eager to pleasure me, you may."

"Thank you, Master!" Yari cheered excitedly. He eagerly licked along Masu's shaft a few times before taking the first two inches into his mouth and sucking on them. It didn't take long for Yari to begin bobbing his head along his shaft and put his dexterous tongue to use by constantly attacking his tip with it.

Masu gave a low moan of appreciation and pleasure. "Such a good cocksucker you are, my eager, little pet," Masu murred as he petted Yari's head caringly. "Keep up the good work and I may have to give you a nice reward."

Yari enjoying sucking Masu almost as much as Masu was enjoying getting sucked. He was certainly enjoying the taste. Masu's flesh had a slightly salty taste, but in a very pleasant way. It almost tasted like Yari's own cum, but in a solid form. And having his nose so close to his crotch, Yari got to enjoy the strong musk that Masu gave off. If domination had a scent, he was sure that it was close to how Masu's musk smelled. Yari has started leaking pre-cum onto the sheets of the bed just from the delicious taste and scent, not caring at all who would have to change them.

Masu gave a soft moan. "Such a talented pet you are," he praised. "Although," he paused as he moved from sitting to resting on his knees and gripped the sides of the lizard's head, "I think we can go a bit faster." He took charge and began to piston his hips quickly into Yari's mouth, his balls slapping against his chin. Yari was thoroughly enjoying the treatment. He simply smiled and sucked happily as Masu used his maw as a living sextoy.

"Yeah," he murred lustfully as he thrusted into his friend. "I bet you're enjoying yourself just as much as I am, aren't you?" He never let up his pace as he spoke to him. "You're so much of a slutty pet, that you get pleasure just from making your master happy, don't you?"

Yari could only give a slight nod and an "mm-hmm" as an answer. And he wasn't lying. Being dominated like this certainly turned him on. He was actually leaking pre heavier than before when he was being fingered and teased.

Masu began to grunt as he upped the power of his thrusts. "You're about to get a yummy treat for all your hard work, cutie," he cooed. "And you better drink it all up." After a few more forceful thrusts, Masu hilted himself into Yari's throat and began shooting rope after rope of cum into him, each rope accompanied by a small hump. Yari had no trouble swallowing. He had downed much larger loads from much larger pokemon, but he certainly wasn't disappointed with Masu's seed. He produced quite a lot due to being a water-type, and it was quite tasty with a hint of saltiness.

As he was nearing the end of his orgasm, he pulled back a bit and allowed the last couple of shots to fill up the little kecleon's maw and flood his senses with his powerful taste. Yari didn't swallow until Masu removed his member from his lips, after which he began attacking the fleeing cock with his eager tongue

Msau quickly held the lizard's head at bay, placing a hand over his mouth to keep that long tongue inside. "Hold up there, pet," he chastised, "give Master some time to recharge, okay?" Yari nodded and gave a slightly apologetic look. Masu smiled and brought Yari up to his level and kissed his forehead. "You're such a good pet, you know that?"

Yari smiled happily and licked his friend's cheek. "I'm glad Master is enjoying being with me." He hugged him and nuzzled his shoulder, playfully grinding his slick and leaking dick against Masu's belly.

Masu chuckled. "Is my pet feeling horny and needy?" he asked playfully. He reached down and slowly slid a finger along the length of his shaft. Yari whined in pleasure at the teasing finger and humped faster.

"Master?" Yari asked timidly. "May I be so bold to ask for some assistance?"

Masu smirked and replied, "That certainly is bold of you, pet." His finger continued to tease him, grazing him constantly, but never with enough pressure to give him enough pleasure. "And how," he paused and ran his finger along his tip making him shudder in need, "would my horny little pet like me to assist him?"

Still very timidly, he answered, "Would Master be willing to... umm... reciprocate?"

It took Masu some time to understand exactly what Yari meant. He was taken aback. Not once since they'd met had Yari asked to take any of them in the ass, let alone the mouth, so that was coming out of left field. And Masu had only given the occasional handjob if his partner hadn't gotten off from being taken. Not once had he sucked someone else off. Not unless you counted the couple of females who got him to lick them until they climaxed. Yet, he couldn't help but consider it. Despite their rough beginning, Masu had grown attached to Yari and he wanted to make his friend happy.

After a minute of consideration, Masu decided, "You've got to be the luckiest pet in the world for having such a generous Master."

It took Yari a few seconds to register his acceptance. Once he realized that Masu actually was planning on giving him the requested blowjob, his eyes lit up and he squeaked in excitement. He hugged him happily and exclaimed, "You're the best Master ever!"

Masu smiled happily and petted Yari's head, chuckling, "You bet I am, my cuddly, little pet. Now lie on you back and no thrusting. I'm still in charge here." Yari was quick to obey, lying on his back and wagging his tail eagerly. Masu grinned and rubbed his scaly belly before teasing his shaft a bit more, making him whine in anticipation.

Masu took some time to prepare himself for what he was about to do. He took a deep breath and steeled his courage before taking the first couple inches into his muzzle. Yari moaned in pleasure at his first blowjob from someone else. He had to grip the sheets to stop himself from thrusting into his friend's maw.

"So warm," Yari muttered. Masu didn't respond. He was focusing on what he was doing. He had no idea what someone else's meat would taste like, so he spent a little time focusing solely on the taste. It wasn't at all bad or unpleasant; it tasted similar to the rest of him. It reminded him specifically of his tongue, which he had no issue licking or giving the occasional suckle. And the pre-cum that was flowing from the tip tasted nothing like he had imagined. He had always thought that it would be somewhat unpleasant, so the light saltiness of it was a great surprise to him.

For Masu, time felt as if it slowed down. He was giving light suckles to the portion of meat that was in his muzzle for nearly five minutes before, which was agonizingly slow for Yari, before he realized that he didn't mind giving head. Although, since he was still Master in this scenario, he decided to get some more pleasure himself. He swung himself around so that his crotch was above Yari's face. His member had already mostly retreated back into his sheath a little while ago, but it was beginning to recharge and the first two inches had already poked out in hope of more attention. Masu pulled off and said, still in his dominant voice, "There's no way that I'm gonna be helping you get off if you aren't pleasuring me to, slut. Now get me nice and hard and slick, 'cuz after this, your ass is gonna be pounded hard!"

Yari smiled and replied eagerly, "Whatever Master wants." He obediently took the weasel's shaft into his maw and wraps his tongue around it, making his temporary master murr and thrust into him dominantly.

"That's my good, little bitch." Masu began to slowly bob his head over what he could handle. He kept his hands on Yari's hips, to prevent him from thrusting. Even with Yari doing his best to restrain himself, he was having trouble keeping himself still. This wasn't the first time he'd gotten a blowjob, but it had been a long time since his dick had been in anything aside from a hand. He had forgotten how good it felt.

Of course, he wanted to make sure that Masu was enjoying himself just as much as he was, so he was very attentive to him. He wrapped his tongue around the weasel's erecting shaft while still having more than enough left over to lick at his large, fuzzy balls. Masu couldn't help but smile around the meat between his lips as he felt his submissive friend do his very to pleasure him. The feeling of that masterful tongue squeezing tightly around his needy member helped Masu not mind that he was also had a cock shooting pre onto his tongue and into his throat.

Yari, emboldened by Masu accepting his earlier idea, decided to see if he could push him just a bit farther. He snaked his tongue farther across his balls and along his taint, stopping just outside of that virgin tailhole. Masu hadn't even noticed becaue he was so focued on both giving and receiving the pleasure of an attentive mouth and tongue. Masu nearly jumped when he felt the lizard's tongue lick across his hole before giving an experimental prod.

Masu pulled off Yari's shaft and, with a stern voice, said, "I hope that's all you plan on doing with my ass. Master certainly isn't gonna let you rut me." It may have been a stern voice, but it didn't sound mad. Yari took this as a go-ahead to letting him rim him. Yari murred and nodded his head to confirm that's all he planned. He began to eagerly lick at his hole. Yari could taste the strong musk that emanated from him, and he loved it. It wasn't long before he began to push his tongue into him, the tight hole clenched around his thin tongue.

Masu couldn't help but moan from the stimulation. It certainly wasn't the first time that he had been rimmed. There had been a few kinky females who desired a taste of his ass, and he was happy to comply. But none of them held a candle to Yari's tongue. It was getting all the sensitive places that the others couldn't find.

"Damn," Msau panted, "That tongue of yours..." He trailed off as he began humping into Yari's face while also going back down to suck him off, this time with much more enthusiasm. Yari didn't last much longer. Masu's increased pace pushed him over the edge. Yari didn't even have time to warn him before he began shooting rope after rope of salty cum into the welcoming maw. Masu wasn't quite as quick on the uptake, and, as a result, a fair amount of cum leaked down along his shaft before Masu began swallowing some.

After it ended, Masu climbed off of him. Yari was panting heavily from the intense orgasm. "You were... incredible, Master." He sat up and smiled lovingly at him. "Thank you, for allowing me that request." Yari couldn't have looked happier if he tried.

Masu blushed at the praise. "I... umm," he was entirely flustered and was at a loss for words. Yari couldn't help but grin at him. After Masu was able to compose himself he spoke with his dominant air, "You just remember how kind and generous your Master can be when you keep him happy." Masu smirked and kneeled in front of him. "Now how is my horny pet gonna make it up to me?"

Yari grinned and replied in a cheerfully submissive tone, "Any way Master likes."

Masu bared his fangs. "You got that right, bitch!" Masu dominantly pushed him onto his back. He uses one hand to help align his tip with the kecleon's ass and puts the tip right at it before moving his hands to grip his sub's sides. He lowered his head so it was right next to Yari's and whispered, "You're gonna be screaming my name by the time I'm through, with ya, bitch." Masu could feel the shiver that went through his pet's body, making him grin with satisfaction. He gripped Yari roughly, his claws digging into him a bit, and gave a dominant growl as he slammed all the way into him in one powerful thrust.

Yari gave out a loud squeal of pleasure as he was speared open by Masu's throbbing dick. "Master!" he squeaked.

Masu smirked and chuckled. "Guess it took less time than I thought." He ground his hips into Yari's plush rump roughly as he growled next to his head. "So tight for such a slutty pokemon." He could feel the submissive kecleon whimper and squirm from the arousing treatment.

Yari panted and murred as he enjoyed the total domination. He spoke in a subserviant tone as he whispered, "Only the best for you, Master." He eagerly rubbed back against him, his slimy shaft already filling back up with blood from the intense pleasure.

Masu didn't waste much time before he began to rock in and out of him, getting in a rhythm of strong, forceful thrusts and leaking plentiful pre-seed into his pet. He bared his fangs and growled. "You better believe that I'm gonna get the best." His growling almost sounded like a purr now that he was getting into the steady rhythm. "And there's no way I'm gonna let you get away, my eager," he paused shortly to lick the lizard's neck, "sexy, little pet." He suddenly bit down dominantly where he had just licked. It wasn't enough to break the skin, but it was more than enough to make Yari yelp from the unexpected pain.

It took only a second before Yari began purring and moaning from the sheer, carnal form of domination Masu was displaying. His eyes were fluttering from the pleasure as Masu ramped up his speed, barely losing any amount of power to them. Yari could feel Masu's fuzzy balls slapping against his ass as he got reamed by the much more dominant of the two. Yari could do nothing but quiver and moan out praises.

"Master," he whimpered softly, "you're so damn good to me." Masu only gave a growl and some nibbling on his neck as his response, enjoying having Yari in such a vulnerable position to release him to reply. The lizard couldn't control his hips as he thrust his leaking cock against Masu's fuzzy belly as he got pounded into.

"Please," Yari begged as he neared his second climax already, "please, Master, fuck me harder! I want you to breed to like a proper bitch! I want to feel you give me everything you've got and not hold back! Please, dominate me into true submission!" He wasn't exactly sure where that came from, but he sure enjoyed the response he got.

Masu didn't miss a beat. If his pet wanted him to go all out, then that's what he'd do. He gripped his waist harder with his claws and his maw stayed tight around his neck, always sure never to pierce the skin though. He traded off some of the speed for brutal power as he ravaged his friend as best he could. The intensity of his thrusts were more than enough to push Yari over the edge, making him call out Masu's name and spray the both of them with his seed.

Masu wasn't far behind him. The rapid and random flexing around him brought his climax crashing like a wave. He continued to thrust roughly throughout the entire time as he filled his pet up with his plentiful seed. He didn't stop breeding him until a little while after he finished, at which time he just let his weight fall on him lazily, releasing his grip on his hips and neck.

"Oof!" Yari grunted as he suddenly became Masu's bed. He couldn't help but chuckle. He asked in a teasing tone, "Did I tire you out, sweetie?" He wrapped his arms around him and stroked his back softly.

"You could say that," he murred back. "You sure know how to drain a guy, don't you?" He licked along the bite marks he had made. "Hope that didn't hurt too much."

Yari just smiled and continued to pet him. "It was a good pain," he reassured. "Sensual and primal. I loved it." He nuzzled into Masu as he continued to get licked. After a short silence, Yari broke it with a teasing and playful jest. "So, I'm the best person for you, am I?"

Masu's tails shot twitched and he blushed heavily as he realized that Yari caught his little admission in passion. He sat up and looked at Yari slightly embarrassed. "So you-" he coughed nervously, "you, uh, heard that, did you?"

Yari sat up with a grin plastered across his face. "It was kinda hard not to, you being right next to my head and all." He could see just how flustered Masu was, and grabbed his hand to comfort him. "I care about you too, Masu. I care about you a lot." He brought him into a hug, which Masu was eager to return. "And there's no way I'm ever letting you get away, either."

Masu let out a sigh of relief as he heard his friend expressed that he shared the same feelings. He hugged him tighter from the joy. "You really are the best, Yari. And I thank the legendaries that I get to be with you." It warmed Yari's heart to hear just how much Masu cared for him. He couldn't stop himself from kissing Masu. Masu was a bit surprised from the suddenness of it, but he just went with it and enjoyed it.

It didn't last too long. Yari pulled away and, being the jokester he was, replied softly, "Even though I fight dirty?"

It took a moment for Masu to register it, but once he did, he began laughing. He pushed Yari back playfully. "Alright, you got me with that one." Yari lay on the comfortable, albeit now-messy, bed tiredly. Masu lay down close to him and cuddled up to him. "But seriously, I'm really glad that I get to travel and be with you. It's been a lot of fun."

Yari smiled and nuzzled into the snuggly weasel. "I'm glad we get to be together, too. I've had a lot of fun hanging out and joking around with you. Especially when it's at Ronan's expense. Just no more freezing, okay?"

Masu's ears flattened and he rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly. "Yeah, sorry about that. It was the only way to occupy Nengan. I guess it was a bit excessive, huh?"

Yari chuckled and replied mildly sarcastically, "Just a bit. At least tell me his reaction."

Masu smirked at the memory. "His face was priceless! Anger and embarrassment all at once." He paused and then growled. "And then his parents butted in."

Yari chuckled and teased, "Yeah, I heard that they threatened you with a leash and collar. I bet you would look cute in it."

"And maybe I should make you wear it next time I dominate you," he shot back.

"Sounds kinky," he replied with a grin. "Might be fun."

Masu laughed. "And this is why we're such great friends." He yawned and got more comfortable and closer to Yari. "Anyways, I'm sleepy."

"Sweet dreams, Masu."

"Sweet dreams."