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Please do not read if you are under 18! The following contains mature content not suited for general audiences. You have been warned.

Sylvia and Jonah have an incredibly heated experience in the campus library.

TRIGGER WARNING! Contains: NC/R*pe (HEAVY), hypnosis, strong language, D/s dynamics, groping/touching, edging, dysfunctional relationships, hypnotic triggers, repetition, forced silence, bondage (light)

Sylvia, Jonah, etc. are characters made by me, based off of characters in the Pokémon universe owned by GameFreak and Nintendo. I do not claim rights to characters such as Sylveon, Jolteon, etc.

By PseudonymousUmbreon. If you wish to use or reference my work and/or my characters, please contact me first.

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Believe Me

Coevolution Ch.5

On the outside, Sylvia and Jonah were the token couple. She went to all his games, he visited her constantly at work. It was the kind of saccharine love that people hated, the kind with public makeout sessions that got a bit too spicy and the reputation for having no regard for others' discomfort.

Jonah had been trying to find the words to break things up for weeks now.

There were a lot of good things in that relationship. But lately things had gotten uncomfortable. Too uncomfortable for Jonah to feel he could keep up the relationship in good faith. Syl had the unfortunate tendency to push things way too far, and generally ignored his protests. Plus, she was horribly homophobic. And Jonah was pretty sure he was bi.

Today at the library Jonah had almost had his chance. They were sat in the corner of the main lobby area partially obscured by a bookcase, snuggling on a ridiculously ornate couch. She had pulled him up next to her, protectively wrapping her hair ribbons around him as if to say, This is my boyfriend. If any of you so much as breathe on him you'll have to answer to me. Her right paw rest just above his bulge, almost threateningly.

Jonah tried to sit up so he could face her. "Stay," the Sylveon commanded, her ribbons tightening around him. Jonah reflexively went limp. Inwardly, he cursed. He hated the amount of power she held over him.

"S-Syl-" the Jolteon stuttered. "I, uh-"

"Hush." Jonah's mouth clamped shut. Letting her hypnotize him was definitely a mistake. "I know what you want."

Hot air rushed through Jonah's nose. Like hell you do. "I need to talk--"

It wasn't a command this time, but Sylvia's glare that shut him up. "You need me to touch your dick."

Jonah's hypnotic training took hold once more. "I need you to touch my dick--no, Sylvia-"

"Hush up unless I say otherwise, slave." With that, Syl unbuckled the belt of Jonah's pants and slid a ribbon inside. It wrapped itself around Jonah's cock and started teasing it relentlessly.

Inside, Jonah was screaming. Why did he consent to this? Maybe inside he was hoping Syl could convince him to love her. Apparently that was asking too much.

"Look Jojo," Sylvia said, slipping another ribbon into his shirt to start playing with his nipples. "I think we've made it clear that you have no control over what I do to you."

"I have no control over what you do to me," Jonah reluctantly parroted, sounding deader than he intended. Once. I had consented to this. Once. I didn't want this to be an all the time thing. Thought you'd've had the decency to remove the conditioning afterwards. And now every time I try to talk to you about it, you--"You have full rights to my entire body, including my dick, ass, and nipples." Geez, Jonah had been so focused on his internal rant he wasn't even listening to Sylvia anymore.

Sylvia pet Jonah on the head. Unable to recoil, Jonah tensed in response. "Good slave."

Jonah's entire body convulsed with pleasure--another trigger. Make it stop, please...

Geez your mind is loud. People really need to pay attention to what they're thinking. A voice had popped into Jonah's head, not his own, and not Sylvia's. He looked around, but saw no one.

"Are you close, pet? Tell me."

"Yes Mistress," Jonah said, before turning his attention back to the voice. Uh... how much of that did you hear? Maybe a psychic type was his way out.

"Good boy. You're gonna ride that edge for a bit, mmkay?" Sylvia's voice cut back in.

More than you probably wanted me too, the voice responded, at the same time Jonah once again said, "Yes Mistress."

Jonah looked at Sylveon nervously. It was hard to concentrate with the stimulation to his sensitive parts, but he had to take his chance. Are you a psychic type?

You need me to bail you out?

Badly.

What do you want me to tell her?

"Such a good slave, aren't you?" Sylvia crooned.

"Y-yes, Mis... traAAAAH-" Jonah's brain shut off for a second as pleasure coursed through his body once more. After a few seconds, he gathered his composure. T-tell her. That I need to break up with her. Please.

I gotchu. My name's Espen, by the way. You can call me Ez. If you need me again, you know my number.

He did? Oh yeah, psychic type.

"What?!" Sylvia said out loud. "How dare you!"

Jonah winced. Message delivered, Espen said, ever so helpfully.

Sylvia looked around. "Who said that? Show yourself!"

As if in response, a Glaceon rounded the corner of the bookcase, marching toward them. Jonah recognized her as the library aide. Upon seeing them, she froze.

"What the fuck?"

With no care put toward Jonah's well-being, Sylvia ripped her tentacles away and shot up, leaving Jonah's head to fall back onto the cushion with a thump. "YOU!" she bellowed.

The Glaceon remained remarkably calm. "Bro, I don't know you two, but I'm gonna have to ask both of you to leave."

Jonah stood, grateful for an escape from the situation. "It wa--"

"Shut UP, Jojo." She turned her attention back to the Glaceon. "Listen here, lady. What I do with my boyfriend is NONE of your business!" By now they were attracting the attention of multiple other library patrons, all looking various shades of annoyed and interested.

The Glaceon rolled her eyes and crossed her arms. "It becomes my business when you're disrupting the peace in the library. I work here."

"I fail to see how that's my problem." Sylvia huffed. "Come on, Jonah, we're leaving." She grabbed his paw and started pulling him toward the door.

Without a belt on, Jonah's pants almost fell down. "W-wait, I--"

Sylvia whirled around and glared daggers at Jonah. "WOULD YOU JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP?!"

Everyone stared at them as the echo slowly died off.

The Glaceon pointed to the door. "Out."

"Calming and welcoming environment my ass," Sylvia muttered as she dragged Jonah out the door, almost knocking over an Umbreon and Leafeon trying to come in. Jonah tried to say sorry, but found his throat too dry. "BITCH!" Sylvia yelled over her shoulder at the Glaceon.

They made it about halfway across campus before Sylvia finally let go. "Oh my GOD. The nerve of some people."

Jonah couldn't stand it any longer. "We need to break up," he said.

For once, Sylvia was left speechless. "Like fuck you are. You aren't allowed to break up with me."

Miraculously, Jonah managed to shake off the hypnosis. "No, I am. We're done." Jonah turned and started speed-walking away.

"J-JONAH! You come the FUCK back here right now! You're supposed to LISTEN TO ME!" Jonah relished in how quiet her voice was getting.

For good measure, he paused and looked back. "HEY SYLVIA! FUCK YOU!" With that, he sprinted off.

He'd never felt so free.