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Inhibitions

Romeo: Hello, guys and girls! Here's Romeo at a new site, with a new pen name and an equally new one-shot!

Danny: Recently, some activities at FanFiction.net has led us to decide to relocate to this site, which we believe will better recognize our writer's creativity.

Xellan: Oh come on, why do you always sound so formal when announcing this kind of things? Relax, man!

Danny: You have no rights over my diction!

Xellan: Want another fight?

Romeo: Like hell! Now get to repair my kitchen you two!

Danny&Xellan: *grumble before walking away*

Romeo: Those two... Anyway, this time we have a male trainer with a female Delphox in the recipe, ready for the oven.

Danny: *Shouting in the background* That was one crude piece of food metaphor!

Romeo: And you have no rights over my diction! Now readers, please enjoy.

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Third Person POV

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One does not get to see a Delphox in an apron, humming a song to itself while cleaning around the house very often, even during these days. But for a certain individual, this is very much everyday life. This particular Delphox has been living like that since quite long ago, and for now it's waiting for its trainer to come home. Humming 'Everytime We Touch' by Cascada, the distinct sound of a key being inserted and turned made its ears shot up before the Pokémon ran to the living room.

"I have to buy groceries, they are running out. Also, the electricity, water and phone bills are still unpaid." Said the human that entered through the door, which was this Delphox's trainer. His name is Thomas Allen, an average stressed 23 years-old young man. He stood at 5'3" with flame red hair on his head, quite a contrast to his pale skin. "I still have to send that report to the boss and then start researching on the latest case." Mumbled Thomas to himself while putting down his backpack on the table and taking off his coat and tie, putting them on the chair. "Oh yeah! I almost forgot, I still need to buy Lisa her birthday present."

"Welcome back, Thomas!" Said the Delphox telepathically to the distracted human, her feminine voice a soothing sound for the man.

"Hello, Diana." The human replied, turning to her and embracing her fur-covered body.

"Busy as always?" The concerned Fire-Psychic Type asked Thomas.

"You have no idea." Replied the redhead while sitting beside the table and putting his hands over his tired eyes. "The boss has been an ass lately and my college loan is killing me, and to put the Cheri Berry on top of the cake Lisa has threatened me to end our relationship if I don't get her that stupid water stone necklace she wants for her birthday."

"I'll start on dinner, if you wish." She offered.

"Please." Was the only word that he managed to mutter.

"I'll start on it, then." She skipped off to the kitchen, leaving Thomas to himself and his ungodly headache.

Diana POV

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"Poor Thomas, the stress is literally pouring onto him like a river." I thought as I pulled out the pan to make omelets. "First it was work, then the bills and loans, and that capricious bitch is only making things worse." I used my wand to make a fire appear in the kitchen. "At least he doesn't have to worry about gas."

"Diana." I heard his oh so sweet voice calling me. I composed myself before answering telepathically.

"What is it, Thomas?" I echoed to him through my powers.

"I'm going to be in my room working, so I'm wondering if you could kindly bring my food to my room." He asked. I sighed, somewhat sad that he had to put up with so much stress and work.

"I will, don't worry." I replied before starting to cook dinner, softly humming to myself Thomas' favorite song: Monochrome no Kiss, by SID. As I moved from side to side my mind went to the day we met...

13 Years Ago...

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I was just a simple Fennekin back then, patiently waiting for a trainer to come and take me as his or her starter. I've been waiting for someone to choose me, to see me as someone special, but it never happened until that day. Just like every other year, just the Froakie and the Chespin were chosen, while I was left there alone again. I was bawling my eyes out in the cage where I was kept when not being studied or put in display, when the door opened and he entered. Just a kid, almost as pale as a ghost and with a hair so red that if I used Ember the difference wouldn't be that noticeable. He looked like the others ten years-old I'm used to see ignore me.

"Hello!" he called around "Professor Sycamore, are you there?!" he looked around for a second before he spotted me, and that moment I swear we both felt it as we looked at each other: a connection. Maybe it had to do with destiny or something, but we were meant to meet. He walked to my cage and reached out his trembling hand to me, and I couldn't help but walk closer so he would pet me, having been deprived of the warmth of love, even if just a touch, for as long as I could remember. As his hand travelled up and down my spine his fingers applied soft pressure, eliciting squeals and yips of pleasure from me.

"Hello there, girl." He said. How did he know that I am a girl was the last thing on my mind, as his fingers started to make circles in my dark-red fur and he scratched me behind the ears. This was feeling so wonderful that I was already wishing that he would choose me, not that there were any other choices besides me.

"Thomas!" The shout came from the door to the professor's private lab, and we were jerked out of our little world as we turned to see the eccentric Pokémon Professor Sycamore walking to us. "Hi Thomas. I know I promised you to have the whole starters selection for you to choose, but as you see all I have left is Fennekin." He sounded disappointed with himself.

"Don't worry, professor Sycamore." The boy replied, still petting me. "To be sincere, even if you had a Froakie and a Chespin I'm completely sure that I would choose this one here."

"Really?" Asked the ecstatic scientist. "That's great, Thomas! You don't know how much this one here has waited for someone to take her."

"I can make myself the one." Thomas replied, his hand never stopping to pet me. "I want to keep her."

"Well then, have her Pokéball." I saw him give Thomas the damned sphere I was captured in years ago. He took it and then that Pokédex device Sycamore always gave to new trainers.

"Hope you do well!" The professor bid farewell as I exited that lab for good.

"So then, little girl, do you mind if I name you Diana?" he asked. At this point I wouldn't care if he gave me a stupid name, I was just happily indulging in the feeling of being loved. We traveled far and wide, battling and getting stronger, gaining new friends and many enemies as well. I still remember our battle against the Pokémon Champion Diantha, the last barrier between us and the title we've battled for so long to get. Even when we battled AZ in Lumiose City we were connected through something deeper that just plain friendship, and I dared to stupidly call it love. When the title was taken from us Thomas decided to settle down, so after a talk with our Pokémon friends, Thomas gave them away to his closest friends and family members. He only kept me, and when I asked him why his answer made me tear up uncontrollably.

"I'm sorry, but I can't let you go." He said. "We've been together for six years now, and I can openly admit that I can't think of living without you. I beg you Diana: stay with me." That hug was better than any other he has given me before, and the kiss in my forehead just made me blush a red as intense as my Flamethrower. Another six years went afterwards, and I felt us getting closer and closer to each other, but on the day when I finally mustered the courage to confess my feelings for him he brought her, that individual named Lisa, into his life. I felt as if my heart fell through my body to be swallowed by the floor, but as much as I hated him for not noticing me, my love for him was stronger, so I just smiled. That night I cried myself to sleep, but I am something that that bitch will never hope to be for him: I am irreplaceable, and I act like the wife he deserves, and so much more...

As the smell of omelets filled the air, I snapped back to reality, just in time to avoid burning Thomas' food. I served the dinner in a plate and poured a glass of Pecha Berry juice, then set them on a tray and picked it up. I walked towards Thomas' room and when I entered, he was frantically typing away on his computer, cursing and swearing heavily under his breath.

"Dinner time!" I called and he almost jumped out of his shoes, releasing a short scream as he turned to me, a hand on his chest while he stabilized his breathing "Sorry."

"Don't worry, it's not your fault." He told me softly. "I shouldn't be so engrossed in work."

"But it's not your fault that so much has been piling up." I replied. "You need to relax a little."

"I'll try. Thanks for the meal." He started to eat as I cleaned his bedroom, which was quite messy indeed. His stress was palpable to me at the moment, making me wonder how he hadn't go insane already. I should do something for him, but what? I tapped into his mind softly so he wouldn't notice my presence in his head, and I found tons of anger, desperation and tiredness, but what startled me was his sexual frustration. I concluded that at least a fifty percent of his stress came out of that. I looked at my body: granted, I have at least large B or low C cups, with hips plump enough to catch an eye or two.

"He needs it." I told myself, finding an excuse to draw enough courage to do this. "Thomas..." I said in the huskiest voice I could manage through telepathy.

"What is it Diana?" He asked, not taking his eyes off the computer. I walked up to him and started to softly rub his shoulders in circles, feeling him tense under my fingers.

"I've noticed that you have been really, really stressed lately, and I was wondering if there was something I could do to help you... relieve." I told him as I leaned closer, pressing my chest onto his back.

"N-no, there's no ne-need for tha-that." He sputtered. I smiled at discovering that I have this effect on him, and so I decided to press slightly harder on his back.

"Are. You. Sure?" I asked slowly.

"Alright, enough Diana." He said, shrugging me off. "I need to focus and I can't do that with you here, so please leave me alone for now."

"Ok." I said, not letting my sadness show through my telepathy. I pouted before walking out of his room with a huff. "What's it with him? If he's so frustrated he would have jumped at the chance to relieve himself." I thought. "I need to know what's stopping him." Later that night, as Thomas slept, I was in his room, watching him breathe softly and calmly.

"At least he's not stressed while sleeping." I mumbled to myself before pointing my wand at him. "Let's get to the core of the issue, then." As I entered his mind I saw tons of books, papers, computers, etc. After all, a mind reflects its host's mental state. I looked around before spotting a chest at the base of a mountain of bills, almost like trying to avoid being found. I walked to it and looked around, even though it was impossible for anyone to see me. "What's this?" I checked the padlock of the chest and found the word 'Inhibitions' written on it. "So these are Thomas repressed desires." I aimed at the padlock with my wand and a simple flick sent the offending object away, but then the chest burst open and all the contents sprung out and flew away. "Uh-oh. Well, at least he won't feel so restrained now." I told myself sheepishly while scratching my cheek.

I pulled out of his mind and looked as he slept peacefully. I smiled before walking out to my room. That was the best thing I have done in my life, even though I won't discover it until later.

Thomas' POV

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I woke up feeling different from usual. Maybe because yesterday I dreamed of Diana, after all, it's hard not to be happy when you dream about the one you love. Yes, I'm in love with my Delphox and I admit it, but I'm afraid of what others would think, so that's why I got myself a human girlfriend. Getting back on track, I noticed that the real reason I was feeling different was because I felt as if I could take on the world. I didn't feel scared or restrained, in fact, I can assure that if I wanted to start a revolution I would do it without thinking twice. Maybe this is one of those temporal attitudes I heard about, so that said I'll bask on it as much as I can.

"Good morning, Thomas!" I heard my dear Diana call to me as I exited my bathroom.

"Great morning, Diana!" I replied just as cheerfully, giving her a hug before starting to get dressed. "What's for breakfast today?"

"Pancakes!" she replied. I smiled at her, something that I have not been doing frequently lately, as she went back to the kitchen while I finished fumbling with my tie. I sat on the table and took the newspaper. "Anything new?"

"Seems like Pokéality is in process of being legalized here." I answered.

"Really? Why?" she asked.

"The obvious reason would be that the conservatives were elected out a while ago, but it also seem that some people with influence in the government have started what they call 'The Pokémon Revolution', and this was one of their objectives." I told her.

"Names?"

"A certain Mr. Coen, and another Mr. Lee. Hmmm... That combination sounds familiar." I said to myself.

"The move is taking place in Sinnoh, right?" She replied while setting my breakfast down, sitting in front of me.

"Yeah, they have been really active politically since a while back. It's so much easier to pass laws when you have a united and competent government instead of the squabbling and divided parliament we have here." I confirmed before taking my fork and starting to eat. "This is wonderful, sweetheart."

"S-s-s-sweetheart?" Diana stuttered out, her face denoting shock beyond belief.

"Why, of course." I said, slightly taken aback by her reaction. "You are sweet and you have a great heart, so you're a sweetheart."

"Th-thanks." She told me, a small smile grazing her muzzle. Arceus bless me for seeing something so beautiful and innocent.

"You're welcome." I replied. I stood in front of the door, fixing my coat as Diana walked to me, giving me my lunch box and checking my tie, making sure it was right.

"Take care out there." She said before trying to walk back to the kitchen, but I grabbed her arm and hugged her.

"Have a nice day, sweetheart." I told her before planting a light kiss on her nose, then releasing her and walking away while waving at her petrified figure. I realized that any other day I wouldn't have acted or said anything like I just did, but then again today I feel like a king. I walked into the building where I worked as a junior solicitor and an IT technician, waving at the clerk in the hall's desk.

"I really suggest you to don't smart mouth the boss: he's pissed off beyond the Distortion World after losing that case." He said as I passed.

"Yeah, yeah." I waved off before taking my seat and finishing my report to the boss. I looked at the asshole I'm supposed to call partner, Barry, playing again with that annoying video console, the forms he had to fill sitting on his desk uncompleted. Normally, I would just have ignored it, but that 'high' feeling hasn't gone down, so I stood and took the forms and a pen before putting them on my desk and starting to fill them.

"Hey! What do you think you are doing?!" Barry called when he noticed his forms missing.

"Making more money out of your negligence." I replied calmly as I put another filled form aside.

"But I need that money!"

"If you really needed it you wouldn't disregard your work day after day, Stevenson." I said as I glared at him over one of the forms. "Unlike you, I DO need that money to keep my house, so you can very well fuck off if you aren't going to work."

"You'll regret this, Allen!" He stood up before walking away, not without shouting. "I'll make sure your space is empty by tomorrow!"

"Sucker." I mumbled under my breath. When I ended filling the last form, I went up to F3 to attend to a call, and when I got there I got a burned router. "Alright, who left a coffee cup over the router?" I asked the whole floor.

"Uh... me." Said a bored voice. I made a 'Come here' signal, making him arch his brow before walking to me.

"Do coffee cups go over the router?"

"I don't know." I grabbed him by the tie and brought him closer.

"Maybe I must make the situation a little more... understandable." I whispered before putting his face in front of the burned device. "Do coffee cups go over the router?"

"N-no." He answered.

"Correct, because next time I come for a router burned by coffee I'll take your damn mug and throw it through the window." I said before releasing him and walking to the supply store to retrieve another router. As I almost finished connecting the network cables, a shout brought me out of my focus.

"Allen!" Came the grumpy voice of the boss. I ignored him for the sake of ending the installation, and once done I turned to him.

"Anything I can offer boss?" I asked.

"Stevenson has told me that you took and filled his forms." He answered. "And you do realize that once you do that the case is considered yours, and you'll get paid for it, right?"

"I know." I replied, turning back into my solicitor mode, "However, as Mr. Stevenson was playing with his PSP instead of doing his work, and I have already completed my work, I acted out of the goodwill to keep up the overall productivity of both myself and the company and filled up the forms."

"But you know..."

"Alright, hear me out boss, because this is the only time I'll say it: just because you've had a bad day, that doesn't give you right to put it on us." I told him fiercely, something that I've wanted to do for quite some time but I didn't have the gut to. Well, today I do. "If you're feeling angry you can break everything in your office or shout at the one who angered you. As a leader you can't take your problems out on us, and if you won't give example of how a good leader should act I will ask for a promotion so I can show you what a good leader is like. Thank you and good day." I ended before turning sharply and walking away. To my surprise, clapping and cheering followed my stride out of the floor.

"That was... quite nice." I said to myself while taking my bag and putting my already finished term paper inside it, walking out of the building towards the city college, where I was doing my Master of Law part time. Laws is not an easy career to study as I have learnt the hard way while studying for Bachelor of Law, but I've always had the natural instinct for it, and I'm certainly looking forward to my Bar Certification. As we gathered in the classroom, that more than anything resembles a court, the teacher started the class. I waited before the usual paper ball hit me in the back of the head, then I picked it up and read the note. 'I'll put you in a locker'.

"Excuse me, professor." I said as the professor was writing something on the whiteboard.

"What is it?" he asked.

"May I give an example of the best weapon in an attorney's arsenal?" I requested.

"You know? That's quite a good idea." He replied, letting me walk to the front.

"As we all know, there's some, forgive me for the diction, useless and worthless people." I said. "People who don't know anything and have been pampered by their parents, and when the time comes they are as useful as a rock." I glanced at the idiot that threw me the paper ball. "Now, bullying others who are able to do something that oneself is unable to is not a very nice thing, as we have often been told. Am I not correct or do you need me to restate, Mr. Carlos Smith?"

"Now you asked for it!" Carlos stood up and ran at me with his fist cocked back, but when he threw the punch I stepped aside and he tripped over the steps behind me.

"That, my friends is our best weapon: feelings." I explained. "When we are in a court under session we can't let our feelings override our judgment and speech, because we could do things we might regret like Carlos back here." I pointed with my thumb behind me where Carlos' unconscious body laid on the floor "Something like that during a trial would have sent Mr. Smith to jail for contempt in the court, I believe. Remember: be master of your feelings, not slave of them." The bell rang just as I finished.

"Well, that's everything for today. Goodbye class while I take care of this gentleman over here." The professor said before giving me a pat on the shoulder, "You do remind me of my younger days."

Giving him a smile, I collected my bag before going home. "Tomorrow I'll regret everything I did today." I chuckled while opening the door. "I'm home, sweetheart!" I called.

"Welcome back, Thomas!" Diana said, appearing next to me, apron on and feather duster in hand. "How was your day?"

"Wonderful if I may say so myself." I answered, grinning from ear to ear. "Now come here." I told her, opening my arms.

"And if I don't want to?" she challenged me.

"Then I'll have to make you come." I stood there, frozen at the sound of my own words. "That... didn't sound right... sorry." I mumbled out.

"Do-don't worry. You di-didn't mean it li-like that." She replied. "A-anyway, here's your hug." She added wrapping her arms around me. When she was about to release me I tightened my hold on her. "What is it now?"

"My 'Welcome back' kiss." I answered, kissing her on the nose before dumping my belongings on the table "So what's for dinner tonight?"

"I prepared a nice soup, if you're okay with it." She said with her Lillipup eyes.

"I'm okay with anything you make." I said before sitting and checking the bills. "I have enough to pay them now. Know what Diana? Blast work, tomorrow we're going to the amusement park."

"You sure?" she asked, concerned, "Won't that take up time for your work or studies?"

"I prefer to use that time to enjoy a good time with you." I told her, "If you don't want to, just tell me."

"Of course I want to go!" She replied desperately.

"Nice." I mumbled as she put dinner on the table. As we ate dinner, a comfortable silence shrouded us, and when we ended eating I walked to my room, ready to kill some work.

Diana POV

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"Things are turning out better than I expected!" I thought happily as I washed the dishes, humming another song to myself. "But I better wait until tomorrow to make my move, because if I don't, he'll suspect something."

"Diana!" I heard him calling. "Would you help me with something?"

"Sure I will!" I sent him telepathically while putting the last dish away, then I dried my hands with my Fire-type powers before walking towards Thomas' bedroom. "What do you need?"

"Can you rub my back below my shoulder blades?" He asked while typing on his computer. "I'm somewhat sore since this afternoon."

"No problem." I replied before I placed my hands on his back and started to softly move them in circles, pressing harder here and there while I enjoyed his sighs of pleasure.

"Damn, you are like an expert in this." He complimented me, stopping the typing to lean backwards until he was looking at me upside down, his face a mask of peace and serenity. I looked at his lips, which had a gentle smile on them, then his eyes, looking at me as if I was a treasure he wanted to get his hands on. I will be that treasure, Thomas, you just need to ask me to and I'll be anything you want me to and so much more...

"I love you." Wait! What was that?! Is my mind playing me tricks?!

"What did you say?" I asked, abruptly stopping the massage.

"I said 'I love you'." He repeated, bringing a hand up to rub me across the muzzle. "I have for a very long time."

"But wh-what about yo-your girlfriend?" I stuttered telepathically.

"A farce." He answered. "I was scared of what others would think, but I ain't scared anymore." I was about to faint: I expected him to have repressed lust, but I never conceived the idea that he loved me. Why didn't he tell me before? Why was he afraid? Anger started to consume me as I thought about his cowardice.

"You fucking coward!" I roared in his mind, making him shout and bring his hands to his head. "Why were you so afraid?! I have been craving for your love for a long time, and you let fear dwindle your resolve! How do I know that you're not lying?!"

"If you won't believe my words... then believe my actions..." he took my muzzle and brought it down to catch me in the most searing kiss I will ever remember. All my anger, my frustration, my hate, all of it disappeared the moment I felt his lips touch my muzzle. It was as if the whole world disappeared and the only thing left was the passion that was in the kiss, and granted it was awkward with my muzzle and Thomas' position, but we made the most out of it. I moaned, pressing harder against his mouth, and when something warm and wet grazed my mouth I gasped, giving Thomas' tongue the literal opening to invade my mouth. Having something else in your mouth, massaging every corner of it and inciting your own appendage to join it, believe me, is wonderful. I felt him getting away, and I opened my eyes, not remembering when I closed them, to see him get up and take off his upper clothing, stepping closer so my fur and his bare chest were in contact. He kissed me again, rougher this time while pushing me back until I fell on his bed.

"Where will this end?" I asked.

"Where you want it to, but if I have a say in the matter I would like to take your offer from yesterday, if it's still standing." He answered with his mouth grazing my lips at each word.

"It's always standing for you." I replied. "Just like this little fellow." When I grasped his manhood I gasped. "You know what? Scratch little and replace it with huge."

"Thanks." He told me before he kissed my neck, giving me a bite.

"Ouch! Watch it!" I said.

"Sorry, I want every Pokémon who sees your beauty to know that you're taken." He told me softly before biting me again. This time I didn't complain, I just released a muffled whimper from my tightly shut muzzle.

This will be a magical night.

Third Person POV

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He kept nibbling on her neck until what wild Pokémon call a mate mark was created with some blood seeping through. She looked up at him with half lidded eyes, her heart beating as fast as Latias could fly. She snaked her arms through his bare back, feeling the barely noticeable muscles under her fingers as she traced his shoulder blades and back. He receded slightly so he could look at her again as he traced her body with his hands, leaving a wake of searing passion as his hands traveled from her waist to her abdomen, from her muzzle to her neck, until both hands groped her mounds. She left a soft gasp escape from her before a moan followed suit as he massaged them in slow circles, looking at her face for any indication that he was doing well.

"Keep going." She told him, and that sensual voice started to stir the primal instincts inside him. He held her tighter, getting another gasp from her as he attacked her mouth again with his tongue. Her muffled moans in his mouth only managed to turn him on even more, and as Thomas left her mouth to put his tongue to use on her breasts, Diana, not to be let out, used her hands to roam his body before pulling him up so she could kiss him and rub his growing manhood through his pants.

"Someone is eager." Thomas teased, and Diana growled at him in reply, her own wild instincts being set ablaze.

"Shut up and get rid of these before I burn them to a crisp." She ordered. Thomas chuckled before lifting himself away from her, immediately missing her warm body, to take off his pants and throw them away somewhere not to be seen until tomorrow. He looked at her funnily when she tried to get rid of his underwear as well.

"What are you doing? It's not fair that I'm the only one undressed." Thomas told her. A little known fact that Thomas has discovered: Delphox can separate their 'tunic' with just a thought and attach it back the same way. How he discovered it is another story, as Diana had stood up and let the fur tunic that covered her legs fall. Her legs were slim, and she stood like a Lucario, black fur included.

"Happy?" she asked.

"Very much." He answered before sweeping her off her feet and throwing her onto the bed, jumping onto her like a predator. He smiled down at her before kissing her forehead, then her nose, down to her mouth and lower to her neck. He kept going south until he was face to face with the duo he left earlier. This time he took one of her hidden nipples, that at this time their hardness made them easy to find, into his mouth before wetting it with his tongue, pressing and teasing the sensitive nub, making Diana arch her back as the burning pleasure ran from her chest to her back, then up to her head, making it hard to think, and down to her vixenhood, making her wet in anticipation of what will come.

He started to suck like a new-born, but with the huge difference that he wasn't trying to milk her. No, he was sucking where he heard her moan louder, nibbling down on the nipple softly before pulling it, releasing it just to go at it again. Diana was writhing in delight, her mind foggy thanks to Thomas' ministrations. When she felt the wetness of his tongue leave her chest she whimpered before a cry sprung out of her mouth as she felt him tracing her slit up and down softly and tentatively with his tongue, not delving deeper just to have the delight of making her beg him.

"My Arceus, Thomas!" She moaned. "Deeper!" Mission accomplished. Thomas grinned before delving his tongue as far as it would go, his nose tickling the sensitive nub above her sex. A scream, a physical one, escaped from Diana's muzzle as she gripped the sheets tightly. Thomas was pleasing her to a degree beyond anyone should, just to make her know that all she'll ever need was him and no one else.

"Say my name again." The human told her while leaving her treasure, teasing her clit with his middle and forefinger. "Say my name, say you're mine. Say that I own your heart."

"I'm yours, Thomas!" She said in his mind. "I'm yours and no one else's! My mind, my body, my heart, my soul, everything of me is yours! Make me yours!"

"Nice girl." He whispered before backing away, taking off his last piece of clothing. When Diana said he's huge she wasn't lying: eight inches of manly anatomy came out of his crotch. If Diana wasn't wet before she is now, her mind reeling with ideas of how wonderful mating with him would be, having desired this day since years ago. Thomas crawled up to her, his already hard member leaking a slight amount of pre on the sheets as he looked at her with love, passion and desire. He took her legs and brought them up and away from his objective, looking at her face the whole time for any form of hesitation. There wasn't a single bit of it. She was looking at him with as much, if not more love, not letting anything hold her back from this.

"Do it." She sent him in a soft whisper. Thomas nodded, and as he leaned down to kiss her he took a hold of his crotch, aiming at the slit that Diana was opening in invitation. The moment they made contact with their most intimate parts they both thought: 'Now at last'. As he pushed his waist forward, Diana whimpered as she was stretched for the first time in her life. Feeling her walls reluctantly part to give room to Thomas' wand just made her all the more desire that Thomas makes them adjust to him and only him. Then he arrived there: her sacred gate and the point of no return. No words were needed, just a moment of eye contact. Thomas took a deep breath and Diana steeled herself for this, and then he receded slightly just to push forward with all his might. Thomas almost wanted to kill himself the moment he heard Diana scream in pain, her grip on his shoulders becoming death tight. He didn't dare to move, not until his beloved told him to, but he leaned down and kissed away her tears. She finally opened her eyes and looked at him, nodding for him to continue. Thomas returned the nod before slowly pulling out, leaving just the head inside before pushing back in, while Diana released short, pained cries every time he moved. He moved slowly, letting Diana's body adjust to his intrusion as he thrusted into her. Her grip on his shoulders tightened as she arched her back, moaning louder than before, the pain in her body having disappeared and being replaced by mind breaking, thought splitting pleasure. She closed her eyes in bliss, letting Thomas take care of the movement as she just moaned louder and louder.

"AAAAAHHHHH!" Diana was confused among her sea of pleasure as this didn't sound like a scream of pleasure, it sounded like a scream of pain. Then an orange light fluttered through her closed eyes and she felt her heart sink to the darkest pit of the earth as she recognized why Thomas screamed: the Delphox mating ritual.

"No..." she mumbled to herself, drawing enough focus to open her eyes and look behind Thomas. As expected, there it was: her wand was floating behind Thomas, fire emitting from the tip and forming the Delphox magical circle in the air as more fire streaked onto the back of her beloved. "No Thomas! Stop! If..." She made a sharp intake of breath as another thrust from Thomas rocked her world upside down again "...if we keep mating... the fire will keep... burning you and... you don't have the same resistance of a Pokémon..." She warned "...PLEASE STOP!"

"NO!" He roared back. "For years we haven't been together, just because I was a coward! I won't back down, even if this fire cremates me I will keep going! Nothing will keep me away from you anymore!" he shouted while still thrusting. Diana's world stopped: she had forgotten about her species mating ritual, but even so Thomas didn't leave her when the fire scorched his back, he kept going and going for her. He wouldn't leave her for anything, and now she couldn't doubt his love for her. If this isn't love then Arceus damn her. She hugged Thomas with all her strength while kissing him, directing his mind away from the pain in his back, but he relished on it. Thomas considered the fire in his back the payment for his cowardice and the utmost proof of love to his Diana. Yes, she is his as much as he is hers. The whole circle descended upon Thomas' back, burning into him the Delphox magic circle with Diana's personal touch: a torch in front of the symbol of love in the center. Thomas' screams of pain choked down Diana's throat as he was marked as her one and only mate, a mate like no other.

When the fire disappeared, Thomas' back was marked with a neatly burned magic circle; the Delphox mating ritual having completed. They broke lip contact, Thomas panting and grunting in pain every few seconds. When Diana tried to say something he brought a finger to her lips, giving her a reassuring nod before he started moving again. Diana now moaned without worries as her walls stretched and clenched with every one of his thrusts, his tip jabbing her womb as he sank as deep as he could go with his thrusts. Thomas wasn't faring any better; Diana's vice grip on his manhood, coupled with her heat, wetness and continual pulsing was making him go primal, acting more like a Pokémon in mating season than a human. He kept thrusting down, using gravity to his advantage to get to the deepest part of her.

"Deeper!" she moaned. Thomas' mind reeled in search of a way to do so and remembered one of the few dirty magazines that one of his friends hid poorly. He hooked his arms below her legs, used his strength to bring Diana up and press her against the wall behind the headboard. This new angle used Diana's weight and gravity more effectively to enable Thomas to hit her deepest zone with every thrust he threw up when Diana came down. Her moans were becoming high pitched cries of pleasure, and her walls started to clench harder, making Thomas put even more force into his thrusts to slide in and out, rocking Diana higher and making her scream out his name in ecstasy.

"It's coming!" She screamed amidst the wet noises they were making. Thomas nodded and focused all his remaining strength in moving faster and stronger. All coherent thought was crushed, destroyed and tossed away as the pleasure went higher than what they both could fathom, both panting heavily as Thomas felt that tightening in his sacks that told him the end was close, his manhood leaking copious amounts of pre inside her. In a moment when she could think again, Diana brought her arms around Thomas' neck and kissed him with all the love she could manage, him reciprocating the affection immediately. Then it broke...

"AAAAAHHHHH!" Both shouted as their minds went blank, their bodies sending spasms to add to the burning pleasure that had them looking up at the ceiling with lost looks and hung mouths. Nothing would ever compare to the crashing wall of pleasure that broke her thinking capability, her vixenhood clenching in a death grip around the manhood inside her as her nectar soaked her and Thomas' thighs. Thomas was in his own world, as with that last thrust he entered her baby-making cavern, his own white ropes of manly seeds entering and filling her. Even if no babies would come from this he didn't care, he had Diana and that's all he'll ever need. His strength gave up on him, making them fall back on the bed, him landing with her soft and furry body on top of him.

"I love you..." He managed to pant out. Diana's powers hadn't recovered from her mind break due to her orgasm, so she could only kiss him again before falling asleep on top of him. He smiled before draping his arm over her and following her to Dreamland.

The next day...

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Thomas and Diana were in the amusement park, having fun like the good old times of their journey. They even had some battles with the trainers in the park, Thomas congratulating Diana as they won, after all they hadn't lost their touch. At some point Thomas made up an excuse to go out of the park to buy something as Diana waited. He went to a jewelry store that was close by, and browsed the display case where the elemental stones were in display, particularly admiring the Water Stone one. He checked his wallet again before smiling and entering.

"Hello, good morning." He greeted. "I would like to buy that necklace."

"Alright." The cashier replied, taking the necklace and putting it into a gift box. "Thanks for your purchase!"

"Thank you." He told him before exiting. As he made his way to the park he saw Lisa walking down the street, and he made his way over to her with a grin. "Hi Lisa. Happy birthday."

"Thank you Thomas." She looked at the box he was carrying and smiled. "Is that what I think it is?"

"No." He stated plainly.

"Oh, thank..." She started to say until his words registered in her brain "What? What do you mean, that's not my Water Stone necklace?"

"Firstly, it's not yours. It's still in display there." He pointed at the display case where the blue stone shaped like a tear drop was shining. "Secondly, I won't buy you anything else. I have better things to spend my money on than a capricious girl."

"Don't make me end our relationship! Either you return whatever you have there and buy me my necklace or this is over!" She threatened. A shiver ran down her back when Thomas smiled happily, yet evilly, not like the usual wimp who just bows his head and says. 'Yes, dear'.

"I'll save you the breath." He said slowly. "Third: I never loved you, not even at the start of our relationship. We are indeed over. Good day, madam." He smiled before turning and waving goodbye at Lisa. "Happy birthday, again!" he bid farewell with a wide smile on his face. As he returned to the park he walked to the bench where Diana was waiting for him, hugging the Delphox and kissing the top of her head.

"What did you buy?" she asked, looking at the box.

"A gift for you." He answered, opening the box and took out the necklace residing inside it: it was a golden chained necklace with a heart-shaped Fire Stone. "Here, let me put it on you." Diana managed to get out of her shock to turn around and let Thomas put the golden chain around her neck, the red stone with a flame inside it glistening over her heart.

"It's beautiful." She told him, turning and giving him a dazzling smile. Thomas couldn't help it but take her in his arms and kiss her, not caring about how many people would see him. Diana kissed him back with just as much love, wrapping her arms around his neck to deepen it...

No more inhibitions, just love.

Romeo: Not my best one, but I'm still proud of it.

Xellan: That's the most painful mating ritual I've ever seen.

Slayer: I don't see Thomas complaining.

Romeo: How did you enter?

Slayer: Through the fireplace.

Danny: One would assume that you are a Santa Claus parody with that amusing act of yours, you know.

Slayer: I just wanted to find a way in without having to kill the Ursaring, I slay dragons, after all. An Ursaring is child's game.

Romeo: You better don't touch Kodak. That reminds me that I have to show him the pictures of the allowed.

Danny: *pulls out camera and gets next to the others* Smile!

All: Pokémon! *snap!*

Romeo: Well, I'll take care of it right now.

Xellan: But before...

Danny: Let's allow Slayer to finish it off, as his introduction to our crew.

Slayer: Well then. *looks at the readers with a wide smile* Bye readers!