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Red's Adventures

Chapter 4 - A new home ?

The group reached Berry Valley in the early evening. As soon as they saw the first houses, Blue stopped dead in his tracks, his eyes wide open. Red, involuntarily, slowed down. Both remained silent for a moment, captivated by what lay before them.

The town was bathed in a warm light. Stone and wood buildings lined the streets with astonishing regularity, modest yet sturdy, each seemingly built to last. Dozens upon dozens stretched as far as the eye could see. Pokémon of all sizes and types wandered the streets, chatting, laughing, simply living.

« Wow… » Blue breathed, unable to say anything more.

Red had seen a town before, once. But it was a distant, almost hazy memory, and certainly nothing so… organized, so vibrant. He made no comment and simply followed Shin and Riley, his senses on high alert.

« Welcome to BerryValley, » Shin announced calmly. « We’ll take you to the guild first. we need to report to the guild master. »

« Hm… okay, » Red replied, making no attempt to hide his lack of enthusiasm at the prospect of setting foot in a guild building.

« Red! Look! It’s packed! » exclaimed Blue, spinning around in amazement.

« Impressive, huh? » added Riley with a proud grin. He gave Red a pointed look. « So, Foxy? Not so bad, this town. »

Red gritted his teeth. This Quilava has a knack for getting on my nerves, he thought. He didn't answer, but he had to admit it: it was impressive and unsettling. There were too many Pokémon, too many stares. But above all, too few escape routes. If there was trouble, he'd be surrounded before he even knew what was happening.

They passed under a massive stone archway reinforced by heavy iron gates. « The town gates, » Shin explained. « They're rarely closed. »

Inside, carefully laid dirt paths crisscrossed the town. Poles topped with glowing globes illuminated the streets at regular intervals. Red frowned. He had no idea how they worked, or even how Pokémon were capable of this. Just another question to postpone.

He did, however, recognize the stalls set up here and there, laden with goods and food. It was just about the only thing that seemed familiar without explanation. In the distance, dominating the town, stood a massive building: the guild hall.

As they walked on, Red felt eyes on him. Some Pokémon were discreetly watching, others averted their gaze as soon as he looked back. His fur prickled slightly. He was clearly uncomfortable.

« Uh... wait, » Riley suddenly called out. « Where did Blue go? » Red froze. Shin turned around immediately.

Blue, meanwhile, was lost in thought, turning his head this way and that, overwhelmed by the unfamiliar smells. Then a scent, warm and sweet, caught his attention. In front of him was a stall run by a Pokémon he'd never seen before. In fact, he'd never seen much of anything.

On the stall were golden loaves of bread filled with orange berries. Blue grabbed one without hesitation... and took a bite.

« Uh... are you going to pay? » a voice asked. Blue was still chewing. He didn't realize they were talking to him and took a step to leave.

« Hey! Vaporeon thief, stop! » Blue turned around in surprise and tilted his head, confused.

« It's not free. It costs five Poke. »

« I... I don't understand, » he replied honestly.

The Pokémon approached, visibly annoyed. « Either you pay, or I'll report you for stealing. »

Blue stepped back, his ears twitching. Another stupid thing... he thought. The vendor was about to continue when he noticed, behind Blue, an imposing figure with nine golden tails. He immediately fell silent.

« It's okay, Agni, we'll pay, » Shin said calmly, stepping forward. « He's new, he doesn't know the rules. »

« And he's nice, » Riley added sharply. « No need to be unpleasant. »

Agni's gaze slid to Red. « You're bringing wild Pokémon into the town... and a dangerous one at that. This is going to get you into trouble. »

Red met his gaze. A Zoroark. Unlike any he'd ever seen. Silver fur, clear eyes. And dangerous. Red sensed it immediately: he didn't stand a chance against him.

"Towns are really full of risks..." he think « Blue, come here, » Red said, his voice harsher than he intended.

Blue obeyed at once, his ears drooping, staying close to him. « But... I want another one, » he murmured. « That was really good... »

Red took a deep breath. « We can't. In the town, we don't do things like we do in the wild. You have to pay with something of equal value. And we don't have anything. »

Riley burst out laughing.

« Wow... Red, you wouldn't happen to be a little old, would you? » Shin asked, feigning innocence.”

Red blushed. « I’m not old. I’m a young Ninetales. »

« Red… we haven’t used bartering for decades. Now we pay with Poke, » Shin explained, genuinely intrigued. « You can still trade them, of course, but it’s become rare. »

He watched Red with growing interest. The more he learned, the more fascinating Ninetales seemed. « I usually avoid towns, » Red admitted, a little embarrassed.

« Okay, Agni, let’s get another one, » Riley said, handing the bread to Blue.

« Fox, you’re a grandpa! » he laughed.

« Shut up! » Red growled, increasingly irritated.

They continued on their way. The stares continued. « It seems like nobody’s used to seeing savages around here, » Red muttered.

« Actually, they’re staring at you, » Shin corrected. « Ninetales are extremely rare. Some people must think Agni is using an illusion. » Blue said nothing more. He walked beside Red in silence.

« This Agni… is he in the guild? » Red asked.

« No. Just a very talented baker. He’s always lived here, » Riley replied.

« He didn’t seem very welcoming. »

« He’s wary, » Shin admitted. « But he’s nice. You’ll see. » Red wasn’t convinced. But he kept walking, the town stretching out before them like a world he didn’t yet understand… and which already made him wary.

Shin stopped at a crossroads. One road led into the bustling heart of the town, the other straight to the imposing building already visible between the rooftops.

« We can take a detour later, » Luxio explained calmly, pointing to the first road. « But if we want to avoid wasting time, I think we should start with the guild. »

Red nodded vaguely and followed, but his attention remained elsewhere. He turned one last time, observing the Pokémon moving around them. Some were no more dressed than they were, while others sported jackets, glasses, necklaces, rings, or accessories of unusual shapes. Many seemed to be trying to stand out, to make a statement.

Old memories resurfaced. It vaguely reminded him of human civilization… but in a more primal, more instinctive version.

« Is this normal? » he finally asked. « That some Pokémon wear clothes and others don’t? » Shin glanced quickly around before answering.

« Yes. Here, it’s quite common. Some like to express their identity through their appearance: fur, accessories, clothing… It’s not very different from a personal brand. Nothing is mandatory, just a matter of choice. » Red nodded without replying.

The rest of the journey passed in almost oppressive silence. A light breeze made the signs and leaves hanging from the balconies rustle. Then, without warning, the imposing building appeared fully before them.

« There it is! » Riley exclaimed with overflowing enthusiasm. « The greatest guild of all time! »

He was already spreading his paws, as if he wanted to embrace the entire building. Blue and Red stopped dead in their tracks; they suddenly felt tiny.

The building rose four stories high, massive, wide, and stretching an impressive length. It was by far the largest structure they had ever seen.

« Wow… » Blue murmured, his eyes shining.

« Right? » Riley replied, clearly proud. « I grew up here, and yet… it still has the same effect on me. But enough admiring the outside! Wait until you see the inside! »

Carried away by his excitement, he grabbed Blue by the paw and went inside without waiting. Red hesitated for a second. His gaze drifted to two Nidoking chatting not far from the entrance. A place like this… he thought.

« Looks like they didn't wait for us, » Shin said with slight amusement before stepping inside himself. Red followed.

The interior was breathtaking. Massive stone walls rose around them, perfectly maintained. The ceiling was illuminated by suspended globe lights—a constant, artificial light that startled Red despite himself. In the center of the hall was a large counter, flanked by several tables occupied by Pokémon deep in conversation.

But it was the door on the right that truly captured his attention. Immense. Made of thick wood, reinforced with metal.

Without knowing why, Red instinctively sensed that what lay beyond was important. Dangerous, perhaps.

To the left, another door, more modest but still imposing. When the group entered, several conversations ceased. Curious glances—some wary—turned toward them.

« Welcome! » a warm voice called out. Behind the counter, a Venusaur with pinkish leaves waved to them with its vines.

« Oh! It's Team PyroLux! It's been a long time, my dears. What can I do for you today? »

« Hello, Maggie, » Shin replied, stepping forward. « We need to see Anko, if this isn’t a bad time. »

As they spoke, Red and Blue observed every detail: the walls decorated with paintings, flowers, strange objects, and ancient relics. Everything seemed meticulously cared for, almost sacred.

« Your timing is perfect, » Maggie replied. « The guild master should be in his office. I’ll let him know. »

She turned slightly and, using her vines, tinkled a small bell attached to a thin cord. The clear sound echoed through the hall.

« Perfect. Thank you, Maggie, » Riley said. « Come on, follow me! » He was already heading towards a wide stone staircase leading to the upper floor. The others followed him.

Red looked up at the vaulted ceilings and massive walls. Once again, he was struck by the sheer scale of the place. If something goes wrong here… he thought, there will be nowhere to run. And yet, he kept walking.

They finally reached the floor where the guild master's office was located. As they climbed the stairs, Shin calmly explained that the ground floor housed the infirmary, while the second floor was reserved for important guild matters.

Red couldn't help but compare this place to what he knew from his past: in his old world, he would have called it an administrative wing. The area was narrower than the main hall, almost austere. A long, silent corridor stretched before them, punctuated by a few closed doors.

Riley stopped in front of one of them and knocked.

« Come in. » The voice was deep and confident.

Riley and Shin entered the room, followed by Red and Blue. The office was spacious, but cluttered. The walls disappeared beneath shelves of wood and metal, filled with files, neatly rolled cards, parchments, writing implements, and objects whose purpose was a mystery to Red.

Contrary to what he had imagined, the room wasn't dark: two enormous windows let in abundant, almost overwhelming light, bathing the room in a bright glow.

But all of this quickly faded behind the presence of the Pokémon sitting behind the large desk. A Feraligatr. Bipedal, massive, with blue and cream skin marked by old scars. It barely moved, but its mere posture commanded respect. It exuded something heavy, something solid… someone who had seen far too many battles to boast about.

« What a surprise, a Ninetales, hmmm, » it said calmly. His gaze then fell upon the two Pokémon that remained near the entrance.

« You must have a fascinating story to tell. »

Shin spoke and recounted the events since their departure from the town, omitting nothing. Red remained motionless throughout, ears pricked, body tense. Blue stood slightly behind Red, glancing nervously at the guild master.

« I see, » Anko replied after a short silence.

Her piercing gaze shifted first to Red, then to Blue. Red felt his muscles tense. He didn’t like being watched. Even less so by someone who held the authority of a guild. Yet, he didn’t back down. He’d already gone too far for that.

« Introduce yourself, » Anko said with a slight smile.

Red hesitated for a fraction of a second. You’re already here. You’ve already given in, he reminded himself. He took a step forward. “My name is Red,” he said in a controlled voice. Thank you for… having us. He forced a dignified, proud demeanor, even though every fiber of his being screamed at him to leave.

« Pleased to meet you, Red. I’m Anko, guildmaster of Berry Valley. Welcome here. » This cordial tone made Red uneasy. Why was he so… calm? he thought. He had expected mistrust, disdain, perhaps even a veiled threat. Not this almost benevolent neutrality.

Anko then turned her gaze to Blue. « And you? »

Blue jumped slightly, then stepped forward awkwardly, mimicking Red. « Uh… hello! My name is Blue! »

« Nice to meet you, Blue. » Anko leaned back in her chair. « Shin and Riley explained how you two met… and what happened next. For your help, the guild will give you five hundred silver coins. You can also stay in a house, right across from Shin’s. »

Red immediately sensed something was off. He didn’t know what it could be, but judging by Riley and Shin’s surprise, it was a lot. And a house too… It was too generous. Nothing was ever given without something in return.

« But before that, » Anko continued, « I’d like to know more. Where are you from? »

Red replied without hesitation, « From very far away. I’ve been traveling for a long time. » I live in the wild. Blue comes from the east. I met him a few days ago.

« Vagabonds, then? Or explorers? » Anko asked with interest. « That's kind of what we do here. Surviving outside the walls takes a certain kind of strength, after all. »

Red felt anger rising. Comparing his life to that of a guild member. He clenched his teeth, his fur bristling almost imperceptibly before he forced himself to calm down. A brief but heavy moment. Anko noticed.

Blue, on the other hand, smiled without thinking. « Yes! We're very strong! »

Red's ears perked up. « Blue... » he murmured, without looking at him.

« That's reassuring, » Anko replied calmly. « If you happen to enjoy your stay, and the idea of ​​joining the guild crosses your mind… »

He paused, leaving the sentence unfinished, then looked directly at Red.

This time, Red didn't try to hide his refusal. « No, » he said firmly. « I have no intention of joining a guild. »

His words echoed in the room. Blue immediately lowered his ears. « I'm here because… I had to come. But wearing a badge, following orders, representing a guild… it's not for me. And it never will be. »

A silence followed. Anko observed Red for a long time, without anger, without judgment. He tried to understand Red; he knew when not to press the issue.

« I understand, » he finally replied. « Wearing a badge isn't mandatory. And staying here doesn't imply any commitment.

Consider Berry Valley a refuge, not a cage. » Red didn't reply. But something in his posture relaxed, if only a little. « If you ever change your mind, » Anko added calmly, « my door will always be open. »

Red nodded, without promising anything. Shin and Riley gestured for the two Pokémon to follow them. They left the office and headed back into the stone corridors. Red took a deep breath. I've already done enough for today, he thought.

Blue walked silently behind Red. His words still echoed in his head. "I plan to leave soon."

He didn't really understand what that meant. Not entirely. Red often talked about leaving, about traveling, as if it were normal. But this time… it was different. Here in the town, everything seemed stable, real. And yet Red had still said no. As if he were rejecting not only the guild… but the very idea of ​​staying.

Blue lightly clutched his paws to Red. Leave… without me?

He didn't dare ask the question aloud. He was afraid of the answer. Red looked tense, distant, as if he'd shut down after speaking with the guild master. Blue didn't want to upset him further.

For him, staying in town would have been an adventure. A new home. New Pokémon. And above all… Red, every day. But if Red left, then the town would just be another unfamiliar place. Cold, noisy, but above all, uninteresting.

He looked up at the large fox walking in front of him. Red had protected him. Red had saved him. Red had brought him here. So why did he want to leave already?

Blue felt a lump form in his throat. He forced a smile, as always. Maybe if he pretended not to be afraid… Red would stay a little longer. He wouldn't leave without telling me... would he?

And yet, a small voice deep inside him was already whispering that he couldn't be sure.

Once back in the guild hall, four other Pokémon were walking towards them in the corridor…

A Sneasel broke away from a small group and approached them with a nonchalant gait. Red sensed it even before he saw it.

His breathing, already too shallow since they entered the town, became slightly erratic. The air felt heavier here, saturated with unfamiliar smells, lingering stares, and barely concealed whispers. His tails twitched involuntarily, tracing slow, nervous movements that he could no longer fully control. His jaw tightened further.

The Sneasel studied them with feigned innocence, a lazy smile plastered on his face.

« Oh... look who it is. Riley and Shin's team. »

He took a moment to savor the silence. « I know no one's exactly rushing to join your little band of misfits, but honestly... »

His gaze drifted to Red and ngering a second too long. « ...bringing a savage back to town. »

The word fell softly, almost kindly. As if it had been carefully chosen.

Riley reacted immediately. « Shut up, Snow, » he snapped. « They’re not part of our team. We simply escorted them to the guild master. »

The flame on his back pulsed briefly, betraying his irritation. Riley didn’t like that tone. Nor that barely veiled contempt. Even less so when it was directed at those walking beside them. Shin, for his part, said nothing.

His eyes never left Red. He noticed everything: the diffuse heat emanating from his fur, the rigidity of his body, the way he held himself back not from calm, but from exhaustion. A dangerous exhaustion.

« Hmm… » the Sneasel said, tilting his head.

« So why bring… them… to our place? » He vaguely gestured casually with his claws at Blue and Red, as if pointing at a misplaced object.

Blue, who hadn't quite understood but sensed the tension, dared a small wave of his paw. « Hii... »

The Sneasel's smile thinned. « I'm not talking to you, » he said coldly.

He took a step toward him. « I hate wild Pokémon. And you, on top of that... you look fragile. »

Red positioned himself in front of Blue without a word. The movement was slow, measured, but charged with a muted threat. His fur bristled further, the heat beneath his skin becoming almost burning. He inhaled deeply, once. Then a second time.

« Back off. » Just one word, low and sharp.

The Sneasel stopped abruptly. He took a step back, more out of instinct than fear. Then he chuckled to mask his discomfort. « Oh, interesting… »

He narrowed his eyes. « Besides, you can’t control them... Who do you think you are, exactly? Some great legendary Ninetales? » He tilted his head to the side. « Here, you’re nobody. Just a passing savage. And savages always get kicked out. »

Red’s breathing became too slow. Too controlled. His tails stiffened, taut like ropes about to snap.

He no longer wanted to answer. No longer wanted to explain. No longer wanted to hold back.

Before a word could leave his lips, Shin’s voice cut through the air. « That’s enough. »

The Luxio hadn’t raised its voice. Shin moved forward slightly, positioning itself within Red's reach without touching him, like a discreet bulwark.

« You're looking for a reaction, Snow. » His gaze was cold, analytical. « But if you continue, you know he won't be the only one to pay the price. »

The Sneasel shrugged, feigning nonchalance. « Always so dramatic, PyroLux. »

A Grovyle, who had remained slightly apart, sneered in turn. « 1 year, and there are still two of you. I guess even the wild ones don't want you. »

Riley took a step forward, his fists clenched. « Say that again. »

Shin raised stopped him.

Riley stopped dead, trembling with rage. It wasn't just anger: it was shame. He closed his eyes and inhaled deeply. « Yes, Shin, you’re right, they’re not worth it, let’s go. »

Red remained motionless for another second. He stared at the Sneasel. There was no longer any visible anger in his eyes. Only something weary. Something profound. Something dangerous. Then he followed Shin and Riley.

The return trip was made in a heavy silence. Blue walked almost glued to Red, hidden behind his tails. He said nothing. The town, fascinating just moments before, suddenly seemed hostile.

And deep down, a thought kept returning: it’s my fault again, he should have stayed silent and said nothing.

Riley turned off early to go home. Saying goodbye to them.

Later, in front of their house, Shin stopped.

« Good night, » Luxio said simply before crossing the street and going into the house directly opposite.

Red and Blue were alone for a moment. The house was small. Much smaller than Shin’s. Just a simple dome among many others.

Red stared at the door without moving. His breathing slowly calmed, but his muscles remained tense. Blue, for his part, still didn’t dare speak.

The air inside was still, heavy with the scent of dry wood and straw. Red felt his shoulders slump almost immediately. The tension of the town, the stares, the voices—everything seemed to stay outside, behind the closed door.

The room was circular, mirroring the exterior shape of the house.

« Hmmm… I’ve had more space in caves, » Red muttered.

That wasn’t true. There was plenty of room for two, but the habit of isolation still spoke volumes. The smooth stone walls conveyed a reassuring sense of solidity. A small window, fitted with a straw shutter, let in the evening light. The thatched roof, supported by wooden beams, creaked softly in the breeze. At the far end of the room, a large straw mattress occupied the space reserved for rest.

« See, Red? All this… just for us! »

Red didn't answer. He placed the bag of money by the door. Five hundred coins. He didn't know the exact value, but he knew it wasn't insignificant. Another debt. Another thing he hadn't asked for.

He approached the mattress and sat down heavily. Fatigue hit him all at once. Not just physical fatigue—the kind that comes from holding back too much, absorbing too much. The town, the guild, the Sneasel… it was all still swirling in his head.

Being alone with Blue now made him strangely uneasy. He didn't know what he was feeling. So he did what he knew best: avoid it.

He lay down and closed his eyes, feigning sleep. Lying there, he tried to quiet the stream of thoughts. Without success. One worry chased another, each leaving a heavier mark than the last.

He heard Blue moving around the room. Blue circled, explored, came back to him, moved off again, slower and slower.

« What have I gotten myself into… » Red thought.

« How could I have let this happen… »

« What an idiot… »

A groan escaped him involuntarily. A cool sensation suddenly touched his muzzle. Then another, and Red opened one eye.

Blue had just sprayed him. « Blue… what are you playing at? » he growled.

Another jet of water splashed his cheek. This time, Red sat up, annoyed, ready to protest… but stopped when he met the Vaporeon's gaze. Blue was smiling. A mischievous smile, almost too innocent.

« So… you're going to punish me? »

Red understood.

« Oh… » He didn’t have time to say anything more before a third jet hit him.

« That’s enough. » He jumped up.

« I’ll sleep later. » Blue tried to escape, laughing, but a tail wrapped around his paw and knocked him over. He landed on his back in a splash and muffled laughter.

Red positioned himself above him. His breath was warm. Too warm. A slow, dangerous smile stretched across his lips. He leaned down and gently licked Blue’s cheek, then the other, tracing a wet, familiar path. All the tension of the evening—the anger, the fatigue, the restraint—was finally released.

He didn’t even try to lie to himself anymore. Blue had that effect on him. A raw, primal effect. The outside world ceased to exist.

The town, the guild, even the glances… all had vanished.

Only the warmth, the contact, and that ancient, visceral need remained.

And once again, he didn't try to resist.

The tip of his cock pressed against his entrance and he twirled it teasingly « So you want to play » Red said with a predatory look. Shivers ran throughout Blue's body and he grunted and moaned as the sweetest, most toxic bite of pleasure blossomed as he almost gently pushed all the way to the tip.

« It feels good, » he cried in a weak voice. His body was trembling; the fire of sexual thrill galloped through him and he loved it; he'd never experienced it before meeting Red, but now he wanted more. There was still a hint of pain, but the pleasure was much stronger !

« I caught another nasty little fish, » Red said, and sank deeper. His cock was half inside him now, and the way he pulled him apart left Blue's body close to feeling on fire with delicious, addictive pain that threatened to consume him. Blue's cock throbbed and let out some pre

« Nnnnnngh, » he growled through clenched teeth; his nails curled weakly against the wood of the floor of their house, leaving fine marks.

« hmmm » Red was caught up in the pleasure. He pulled his cock out until only the head was left inside; he twirled it teasingly inside his hole and at his entrance. Tingles of pleasure danced through Blue's body. « Time to punish you » Red growled softly.

Blue squealed in pleasure as Red traced a gentle, almost teasing path with his tongue along his cheek and neck.

And he came home, whole, his big red cock invading every microcosm of Blue's now wet vulnerable tailhole. The suddenness of the pain was there and gone, immediately subsumed by a surging wave of pleasure, and the Vaporeon found himself bobbing his long, muscular tail as he presented himself fully to the large, dominant male thrusting his way with him. his voice escaped him like a tempered, desperate moan.

Red started to speed up more and more, the pleasure becoming intoxicating. Blue could feel his cock tensing inside him. It was so thick... He tensed again, spreading him even further, and Blue clenched around him , hoping to get one more ounce of pleasure out of it.

2 tails of Red, gently traced a path of caress on each side of Blue's body, giving him a thrill of pleasure totally different from that offered by Red's cock.

Tears were beading in the corners of Blue's eyes; tears of pleasure. It was a dream, a dream that was never meant to end. Blue would never want to leave Red again, but he was afraid that it wouldn't be reciprocated, but now was not the time to think about that, let's enjoy the moment of pure pleasure instead.

Red slid down and thrust harder into him, making his voice an inarticulate, almost feminine cry of pure pleasure. Red had to bend his ears at the shrill sound coming from the little Vaporeon's mouth.

« Th-that’s… ahhhhn! » Blue's voice turned into a wordless scream as Red ran a tail against his cock. The jerking bite of pleasure flooded the poor little Vaporeon's body like a geyser.

« naughty boy, the punishment is just beginning » Red said smugly, lunging at him again. His cock was passing through his inner sanctum and he could feel his smooth tunnel making its way. Blue loved it; he loved Red even more for doing this to him, for making him do this and feel this, for making him grow up, for giving him the opportunity to leave his house.

« I…i enj…nnagggh! » Blue's voice faded as he ravaged his ass with newfound ferotown. Blue could now feel the fox's knot growing bigger and bigger with each thrust.

« Me too, » says the Ninetales. He knocked again and Blue saw stars. he was so wet on his body from his own pre caused by the powerful strokes of the Ninetales on his prostate and the tail rubbing his cock up and down. There were also the 2 tails of the ninetales which caressed his body and from time to time he received a lick on the side of his neck. Blue felt so much pleasure coming from different places that he no longer knew where to turn. Red is so gentle and rough in the same time... he... he felt again what he had felt 3 days ago in his cock... Every inch of him was throbbing of pleasure and returns. His breathing was a series of thin pants and his body was shaking.

« Nnn… » he moaned. he was simply too tired and overwhelmed to say a word. the pleasure was incredible

he could feel the tip of Red's cock pushing up and down into him and the base of the knot pushing against his entrance and he almost passed out. Red slammed again and his whole body resisted. Another smack, harder. The pleasure the fox made him feel was all he knew; the outside world might as well not exist.

His heart was beating with joy, with excitement, amidst the cacophony of pleasure throughout his body.

« I feel something coming » he moaned, unable to say anything more. Red smiled

« Naughty fish, the punishment isn’t over, don’t finish before me, » he said, lightly biting one of his ears.

He came home and tensed and Blue felt it, the knot pulled into him which continued to grow to prevent any seed from coming out: a river of hot cum invading his insides. He painted his interior and continues to do small pushes. He feels the sperm building up inside him, jet after jet of cum

Blue couldn't hold it any longer, with a long feminine cry that sounded more like a squeal, he cum too. He feels Red's cum deep inside him, and he feels his own cum on his body, he feels it dripping onto the floor.

With a satisfied sigh, Red stays deep inside him and Blue shivers as his cum squirts all over him more. Still lying on the ground with Red trapped inside him, he was breathing in shallow, ragged breaths, his legs shaking.

« That was a great punishment » Red said with a chuckle.

Blue will probably be a little sore after this, but for now he was just feeling a lot of pleasure.

« loo… look at the mess we got your fur into » Blue said laughing loudly, which made Red laugh as well. Without any warning, Blue licks Red's chin « Ah, stop that, I don't like being licked, i’m not a kit » Red says with a bit of annoyance but still amused by the previous remark. It can be cleaned later.

Red remained motionless, his gaze lost in the shadows of the ceiling. The heat was slowly subsiding, leaving behind a dull, almost painful weariness. And with it came what he dreaded most: lucidity. Once again, he had given in. Once again, he had let his body decide for him.

Why was it always stronger than him? Why, even after swearing he'd never do it again, did he end up breaking down once more?

He clenched his jaw slightly. He had stolen something from Blue. Not once. Not by accident. And yet, he was still there, unable to leave, unable to fix anything.

After several minutes of silence, Blue's voice, soft and hesitant, pulled him from his thoughts. « Tell me... Red... are you... are you going to abandon me? »

The question pierced his chest. This time, he didn't try to avoid it.

He took a slow breath before answering. « I… I don’t know, Blue. »

His voice was low, tired. « I’m not a good person. You shouldn’t get attached to me. »

He meant it sincerely. It wasn’t an excuse or a provocation, just a bitter realization. It wasn’t the answer Blue had hoped for. But it wasn’t the one he dreaded most either. There was still a crack. A doubt, a possibility. Blue moved a little closer, as if trying to fill an invisible void.

« Red… you’re kind. You’ve protected me since day one. » His voice trembled slightly, but his words were firm. « Because of you, I’m happy. You’re… the best thing that ever happened to me. »

He hesitated, then added, almost in a whisper, « Please… don’t leave me. »

Red didn’t reply. Blue's words didn't reassure him. They crushed him. Because they were sincere. Because they were simple. And because he knew he didn't deserve them.

If only it were that easy, he thought. If only staying didn't mean causing even more damage… Blue finally fell back asleep against him, as if this closeness were natural, as if nothing were complicated. His breathing became regular, peaceful.

Red stayed awake a little longer. He watched the small Pokémon sleep, wondering what he was really feeling, what he truly wanted. To leave. To stay. To flee or to protect.

No answer came.

Then, as often happened, exhaustion overcame him.

He closed his eyes in turn, sinking into sleep, trapped by a choice he was still putting off.