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"Ah, it feels good to be on the road again," said the musical voice of my absol. She seemed much more comfortable walking around with her pink fur so long as she stood beside me. She told me it made her more intimidating. I had to hold back a snicker before I agreed with her.

We had walked east on route 118 for a while, making our way towards Lilycove. The rapids leading to Slateport were much too fast to ferry a boat east, so we had to go the long way around. Once at Lilycove, we'd hitch a ride to Sootopolis City and claim my final badge. I've put that little milestone off long enough.

However, it could wait a little while longer. The fresh scent of flowers in bloom caught all of our nostrils, making even Katherine swoon. We were near the Berry Master's house. He was a kind old man who lived with his kinder, older wife, and he was happy to give me a plot to grow my own berries in. The place was a literal forest of fruity foodstuffs, and, after announcing our arrival, we were allowed to my little grove.

Trent was the happiest. In truth, this was his garden more than anyone else's. I saw him pick one of the fruits that were growing on his trees and plant it, his reptilian face smiling with the gentle act. Neither Kat nor May understood why I was grinning; to see Trent acting so softly despite all the power he held was a refreshing sight. It really helped to balance out the tension of fighting, despite the fact that I haven't used him in battle recently. I wanted to save his skill for the big leagues.

As he continued his arboreal rounds, I started setting up camp for a momentary rest. My grove was secure enough to not need a tent. It was like a small forest in itself, kept alive by its big green master. I heard wild sceptiles were lords of their own forests, so it was no surprise that Trent made this his kingdom.

"This is so nice..." Katherine cooed as she leaned up against one of the stronger trees, her pink fur scratching against the bark. Her nose took in another breath of the sweet aroma of the blooming flowers, prompting me to do the same. Her eyes opened and glanced at my sceptile, her lips curling in a devilish smirk as her voice chided with a teasing tone. "You have quite the green thumb, don't you Trent?"

I shook my head as the sceptile sighed at the joke, responding in his tongue: "It's better than a pink one."

The absol shot him a dirty look, and I ruffled her head fur to sedate her. May, the poor girl, seemed hopelessly lost at the banter, sitting against a tree opposite me as I softly chuckled with my sceptile. I could understand his language just as good as he understood mine, and though I didn't completely understand how, I didn't really mind being 'in the loop' for a change.

There was a shrill, shaky, musical noise from behind us and May looked to me, concerned. I waved my hand at her in passive dismissal, glancing at Kat with a knowing smile. We had found the perfect way to both punish Fara and help me out with Celia. It was her idea. I thought it was a good one.

My ninetales returned to us with a dripping wet maw, her eyes sagging with a mixture of impatience and embarrassment. Her telepathy wafted into my mind with a tired, almost feeble whisper. "That... took longer... than I was told it would..."

I let her pull my response from my mind, not adept in sending my own mental messages. "I'm sure Celia appreciates it."

"She... nearly sucked my face off! It tried to eat me!"

The vixen yawned, showing me the pale color her tongue had taken while she had serviced my flygon. Katherine saw it too and giggled, speaking in a giggling mockery of her specie's language. "It's what you get for not telling Master about your plans with May, whatever they were."

The ninetales whimpered, and her weak voice returned.

"Is it... too late to apologize?"

"When Celia's heat is over," I replied, making the sceptile and human girl perk up at my voice. "You'll be done."

With another whimper, the female licked her chops. "At least she tasted good," she said, a wispy sigh dropping her thoughts from my mind. I stroked behind her ear, making her smile and look up at me with her bright, crimson eyes. Then, she glanced beyond me to May, and out of the corner of my vision I saw the girl lock eyes with my ninetales.

What was up between those two? May better not have gone gay on me; I wanted Trent to have a chance with her. I saw my sceptile pick a sitrus berry and kneel by the human female's side, offering the fruit to her. She broke her lock with Fara and accepted the fruit, smiling and thanking the love-struck lizard with oblivious gratitude.

I let out a breath and sat against the tree, my hand creeping to my absol's head as she pushed her horn against my chest. A subtle wind pushed through the fragrant branches and tossed my hair into my eyes, which made me miss my broken hat. The metal plate, it seemed, was weak only to flygon skulls, as all my attempts to unbend it made were unsuccessful. Katherine tried, bless her heart, and completely devastated it out of anger, offering the two severed halves of the metal to me with the saddest doe-eyes I've ever seen on a Pokémon before. I decided to keep it, but not with my gear, and sent it back to my PC at home.

It'll look nice beside my trophy.

We relaxed in that glade for a long while, enjoying fresh fruit and lazing about, until I noticed that night had taken us. I hadn't planned to stay that long, but the berry master didn't mind. In fact, after seeing how much fun we were having, decided we should stay the night. It sounded like a good idea to me, so I agreed.

The sky was black and speckled white with stars by the time everyone had settled in. No tent; the glade was still enough, and the moonlight beaming through the trees gave justice to the beauty of the green world Trent had made. I was sitting back against the same tree, Kiki hanging lazily from a branch above me as Katherine laid her head in my lap. Fara was off doing... whatever with May, but not before she had sated Celia again, who was coiled exhausted around a pecha tree. Angel had found the stream which Trent got his water from and was enjoying a nice, refreshing dip in the crystal clear water.

"This is paradise," I said, not even realizing I said it aloud until Katherine murred in agreement. I looked down as I stroked her just behind her sensitive horn, and noticed something shining dimly beneath my shirt. I pulled it out and took a look at it, smiling at the sight of the pendant I had set my newest treasure in.

The moonstone lived up to its name. The soft craters on its surface cast tiny shadows across its otherwise ghastly, pale glow. My mind drifted back to Seth and his show, about how he made the firestones come alive on his wrists. I silently wondered if I could generate something like that. Moonstones have normal power... maybe I could throw out a Swift attack, or a Hyper Beam!

Of course, it would help if I knew how the damn thing worked.

Katherine's light, chorus-like voice piped up from my lap. "At least it looks pretty," she had said, and I realized my face was contorted with frustration. I shook my visage clear and stared back at her, letting the stone fall back against my chest and illuminate her pink fur.

"It shouldn't be too hard to figure out," I responded with a shrug. Katherine crawled one of her paws up my chest in a very Katherine-like way.

"Especially not for my master."

I let out a short chuckle and nodded. I normally didn't like flattery, but this was a special case. This was Kat.

There was a small pause, and then she piped up, her red eyes instantly going wide as she stared up at me.

"How did you do it with Angel?"

"Hm?"

"You made her use Flash through you, right? May was amazed, saying stuff like 'How did he do that' and 'that's impossible.' I figured she was just an inferior human at first, but after seeing Seth..."

She interrupted herself with a sideways glance, and I knew why. Seeing Seth's power had made us all second-guess our chances of winning. I tore our collective thoughts away from such nonsense and refocused on Kat, answering her question with a confidence-restoring tone.

"It's nothing, really," I said, smiling as Katherine perked back up. "All Pokémon are surrounded by an energy aura of their type. It's what keeps them from being physically injured in battle, and it defines what other energy types are effective against them. It's why a Flamethrower can melt through a boulder, come out, and leave the Pokémon behind it with only minor burns."

"I know that," she said, rather proud of herself for such knowledge. "I've been bitten and scratched before without suffering a wound. It just... wears me out."

"Exactly," I nodded, patting her on her fuzzy pink head. "When you run out of stamina, that aura disappears. That's when you can be hurt, but that aura defines your legal threshold for battle. Even if you felt like fighting, it'd be illegal for me to ask you to do so if you're not naturally protected."

"I won't tell if you don't."

"That's not the point," I smirked, giving her a pat on the head for her rabid enthusiasm. Or was it bloodlust? I couldn't tell. "That's when blood starts being shed, bones start getting broken, and serious injuries start piling up. Remember Hemlock's bite?"

She growled, sinking her head away from mine for a moment. "I wish I could forget all about him..."

"Don't we all," I sighed, nodding at her discomfort at the subject of her old mate, and recent adversary. "But that same aura that protects you is what our pokeballs use against you. See, if we hurt you too much, then that aura disappears, and our balls have nothing to lock onto. When they're weakened, though, they're at the right state to use the Pokémon's own energy to seal it into a ball. Items don't need an aura, so we can throw them in capsules whenever we feel like, but humans don't have these barriers, so we can't store ourselves like that."

"You're not missing much," she sighed, laying her head into my chest, her claw resting on the moonstone around my neck. "But what about using that little beam to call us back?"

"Once a pokeball captures you, it gives you a different sort of aura. It's more like... a tag."

I paused to let her feel for that little trainer tag I placed on her when I caught her. After much searching, she had found it underneath her mane. She tapped it with a claw and sighed, though I could not tell if it was out of exasperation or contentment.

"It keeps other trainers from catching you, allows me to see where you are, and lets me recall you if you lose your barrier in battle."

"Hmm... sounds too sciency to me, Master," she said, her bladed tail thumping against my leg. "But that doesn't answer my question."

"It will," I said. "The aura flares out when a Pokémon uses an attack. All I do is draw from that energy and let it flow through me. My sensei taught me how to do it: I visualize a sphere deep within the Pokémon, and then slowly pull from it. I've only done it with Kiki and Angel, though. I tried it with Trent once, but I have a hard time with the grass-type. It doesn't travel through me the way normal and electric energy does; it takes it sweet time, just like a growing root."

"What about dark-types?"

"Haven't tried it."

"Would you like to?"

I paused, her question still ringing in my ears. "I don't know, Kat..."

"Please?"

My eyes perked up. "Why are you so eager?"

"I... want to feel closer." She replied tentatively, as though I would ridicule her for her words. "If this aura thing is a part of me... and I can send it through you... well..."

I stroked her ebony-furred chin, letting my fingers ride up the side of her bestial face and along her horn. "Perhaps later, Katherine," I said gently, softening my rejection with another rub along her features. "I haven't perfected it, and it took a whole day of training just to get used to the channeling electric energy. I don't know what it'd do, to be honest; I nearly fried myself on Angel's energy alone."

"Well, how about practice on the rock?"

I picked the stone up, looking into it. "It doesn't have an aura. I can feel power pulsing through it and radiation forming from it, but nothing surrounding it."

Katherine murmured something, but I didn't catch it. She sounded disappointed, though. "So... you can't... pretend it has one?"

"What?"

"Well," she said, cocking her head into my hand. "You imagine that there is a little ball inside the Pokémon, right? Just pretend that there is one inside the stone, too."

I looked down at the stone... could that be possible? Could I pull from the stone just like it was a Pokémon? It seemed difficult; Kiki and Angel met me halfway with their energies. This stone wasn't going to give me any help... but if I was going to do it, then Kat's idea was the way to go.

"Could work," I stroked her fur as I stroked her ego, grasping the stone in my other hand. She stared up at me as I squeezed the rock, closing my eyes and beginning to take slow, steady breaths.

I imagined the thing in my hand held a soft, glowing center. It was a marble of untouched power that my senses would have to mine through. My sensei's teachings came back to me in waves, and I felt my hairs stand on end as I engaged my focus. My eyes started burning; an annoyance that always bothered me when I concentrated on things like this. Maybe I was thinking too hard?

In any case, I felt a gentle spark in my hand. My 'drill' had found the center of the stone... but only small slivers of power poured out. Still, it was a warm, tingling feeling, much like the energy I channeled with Angel's Flash attack. My whole world slowly blacked out, leaving only me and the stone, and as I brought more and more out of the rock, I felt my chest heaving with warmer, heavier breaths. Time slowed to a stop, and I could siphon even more out of the rock, as if the hole I had bored had widened.

Incredible... even this little bit... the power... it was... fantastic. I drew more and more, a sudden, primal elation entering my body. I felt alive! More than that...

Invincible! I could take on the world. Nobody stood a chance against this power. If I could harness this power, use it, bend it to my will, I would be unstoppable!

And then I was hit in the head.

The shadows of my focused world shattered as I opened my eyes. I dropped the stone like it was hot, the rock falling against my chest, which was taking in air like it was going out of style. My head felt cold and wet, and Katherine stood on my thighs, her front legs on my shoulders and her crimson eyes tearing through mine with concern. The grove was singing with a strong wind, whispering a wordless farewell as it slowly died away.

"Are you alright, Master?"

"Yeah..." I replied, feeling my head. Was I bleeding? It felt cold, wet, and sticky. It didn't hurt, though, and as I reached the top of my head, I found out what it was. An oran berry had fell on my head, probably torn off by that passing windstorm. I was mournful of the focus I lost; it was the most power I had ever drawn from anything! It was the most power I had ever felt!

But seeing Katherine's worried face snapped me out of that reverie. I had made her fret over me. She was still staring at me with a slight tinge of fear in her gaze. "I... You started breathing heavy... then the wind... I tried to call out to you, but you didn't listen. What happened?"

I opened my mouth to explain... but I couldn't. I didn't hear Katherine calling for me. I didn't feel the wind. It took a piece of violent fruit to knock me out of that power-hungry trance. It just felt... so good. My teeth were still chattering from the tingling sensation only now flowing out of my body.

"I'm sorry," I finally managed to whisper out, coming out of my high and having enough forethought to remove the fruit from my head. Letting it fall to the ground, I welcomed the warm sigh of relief from Katherine's mouth. Before I could turn to greet it, a soft, wet tongue found my cheek. It lapped once, then again, continuing to lick at my skin. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Katherine's eyes half-lidded as she lapped up the juice from the oran, her body relaxing into mine as her muscles released their tension from her stress.

My hands fell to her furry pink rump, pulling her warmth against me, her throat murmuring with a comfortable groan as she starts ruffling her tongue through my hair. I massaged the muscles of her hind end, remembering the exhausting night we had back at that hotel. My hips were still sore... but my spirit willed my body into action. My absol's soft tongue, softer sighs, her warm fur hiding her powerful, toned muscles. It made my own throat vibrate with what I can only describe was a human growl.

Katherine returned the growl with one of her own, adding a light, submissive trill that made my still-tingling body lurch upwards against hers. "Master," she cooed, her voice melting into me like warm butter. She was still weak from that night, too, but it didn't stop her from growing warmer against my clothed thighs. "I thought you... needed rest."

"Not for this," I replied, giving her rear muscles another squeeze. I didn't know what had gotten into me. My body just felt so alive after sucking energy from the moonstone... I had to burn that vitality somewhere. This was where, and even though this was a public, open place, I couldn't care less now. "You don't mind, do you dear?"

"I'd sooner die than deny you, Master," her words echoed against my ego, making my resolve, among other things, harden. She felt the swell beneath my jeans and raised her head from my side, placing her cold, black nose on the tip of mine.

"I wouldn't deny him, either."

One of my lazy hands dipped below her legs, my knuckles grazing across my mate's dampening sex as I unzipped my pants and freed my own breeding tool. She rubbed her crotch against my hand, her wet nectar pooling between my fingers as I dove them beneath my boxers. The convenient slit in the middle of my underwear was a favored blessing of mine, and the skin-covered head of my member soon left that elastic prison and met the ever-warming fur of my absol.

Her paws still rested on my shoulder, the claws softly kneading the flesh beneath with gentle, content motions. Her eyes fell half-lidded once more and her face drew closer, moving like a girl coming to kiss me, only to instead lick from my bottom lip to the tip of my nose. I responded by moving one hand up her body to her horn, gripping the hard black crescent and pulling it back softly. She submitted, throwing her head back and exposing her furred neck to me.

I dropped my head into that pink fur, my nose pulling her musk into my body. It combined with the fragrant flowers, whose scent had been excited by the rushing winds from before. It blended well, creating a primal potpourri that glided my mind into that feral frame of mating in the wild.

My lips opened, filling my mouth with her fur before my teeth closed around a small section of fleshed. She gasped, arching her neck even higher as her body pressed against my chest. The hand at my crotch had been working my shaft to its fully swollen state. It wasn't difficult. I was fairly solid to begin with.

I gave her neck another squeeze with my teeth, making her moan out with a submissive trill. "Oooh... do me..." she whispered, reminding me that she learned a lot of human tongue from the less-than-reputable source in my backpack.

At least someone read the articles.

I responded to her request by aiming my male sex at its home away from home. Her lower lips were damp with building arousal, and the heat that bled from that sacred space had my body grow impatient. I dipped the sensitive head of my cock upwards into her body, clenching my teeth tighter on her neck flesh when she tried to drop herself quickly. She whimpered and surrendered to me, letting me control the pace, my hands falling to her haunches and squeezing them when it was okay for her to go lower.

The tortuously slow lovemaking only excited me more. The control I had over her body made me feel powerful, and she shared in the pleasure of my teasing, her tight tunnel of flesh growing hotter and wetter the deeper I went. It must have taken a full minute for me to hilt myself, her swollen, aroused cunt lips kissing the base of my shaft. I released my teeth from her neck, meeting her gaze again as I rose my arms up her back.

After giving me another long, loving lick, it was her turn to drop her head. It fell to my shoulder, her soft sighs of pleasure washing over my neck as one of my hands rose to her horn to give it a pleasuring massage. We began to grind slowly against each other, savoring the feeling of being joined in this way, letting the pleasure build at its own pace. Her front legs slid down my chest, letting me support her as her back legs rose and fell with idle thrusts, riding me.

It felt incredible, the slow pace letting my dick memorize every one of her sweet inner muscles as they took turns kissing and caressing my shaft and head. She moaned again, bringing her paws to the tree trunk behind me and digging her claws into the bark. I felt her tense up, all of her muscles tightening and loosening in unison. "I can feel it," she gasped, tensing again as her ivory teeth gleamed against the light of the moonstone on my chest. "I can feel you... ah..."

I was beyond words, and soon, so was she. Our flesh met again and again, our breathing in unison as my fingers explored her body, feeling for every muscle she used to bring us both pleasure. We lost track of time; it didn't have any meaning now.

Eventually, though, I felt her lick my neck, drying it soon after with a hot series of feral panting. "C...Cum...ming..." She breathed out, almost whispering the words as if they were taboo. I answered her by reaching my hand to her scruff, pulling it back and returning my sweating brow to that sweet neck flesh. I felt her legs go limp as my hips began to pound my senses over the edge, wanting to drive her off that peak and fall with her. We were having a hard time keeping quiet, and any other time we wouldn't care, but the passion of this moment was born out of the slow, silent union of our bodies.

Still, Katherine had to arch her neck and gasp sharply to avoid crying out. Her climax shook her, and me, throwing my body over that edge after her. By the creators, it was worth the wait. Her body drank and milked me of all the semen I could make, taking the sticky ropes into her sex and letting them drip back on the exposed head of my cock. I growled into her neck at my peak, releasing my hold on her only after each doomed human sperm entered my mate.

My head fell back against the tree, and Katherine followed suit. "Mm... all that... cum..."

"I'm glad you like it," I chuckled, making her smile and lick my cheek playfully. "You should get off of me now... you know... before someone sees us."

"Not tonight..." My absol beamed her pleading crimson eyes into my heart, her claws rising to my shoulders. "I'll wake you up if anybody comes by... but please..."

It seemed I couldn't deny her either.

I leaned back with a sigh, throwing my arms around her pink fur as she pressed into me. If I were smart, I still would have made her get up. Being caught by a stranger definitely wasn't worth a moment's pleasure.

But... it was a moment with her. Aw, what the hey, I'm fully dressed. I'm sure I'll think of a great excuse once I wake up as to why my pants are unzipped and poised at the entrance to my Pokémon's naughty places.

I lifted my chin, letting Katherine rest her head on my neck, and looked up into the night. I could not see much through the trees, but the openings in the leaves supplied a wonderful display of moonlit beams.

My eyelids felt heavy, but before I shut them, I took note of something in the tree I sat against. I had forgotten Kiki was sleeping above us, but I didn't see her. My eyes darted slowly to the adjacent trees, but there was no sign of her. I decided it wasn't a big deal... she was tiny, she could be right above me and I wouldn't even notice it.

But I did notice one final thing before I let myself fall into a deep, deserved rest.

The fruits in the trees above me... weren't oran berries.