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"NAUGHTY LITTLE POKÉMON: PART 6 - FEEL THE SPARK"

"Neon? Where are you bud?"

Sadie Hart steps through the door of the home, and brushes the snow off of her shoulders, and kicks off her boots, letting her toes stretch out inside her socks. Another long day at school, and another long walk from the bus stop to her home in the middle of a blizzard.

Immediately, she hangs her big, fluffy jacket on the hook and goes upstairs to her room, but not before offering a "Hey Dad," to her father in the kitchen, typing up a report.

Her bedroom door opens and she lets out a shudder of pleasure - it's so warm and toasty upstairs. Right away, she tosses her book bag onto her desk chair, and drapes herself across her bed, right next to the woolly, pink Pokémon curled up on the side of the bed.

"Flaaaaf!" Neon, her Flaaffy, greets her and immediately lays his head across her chest, and she responds by gently petting the soft, woolly tuft on his head.

"Been lonely, huh Bud?" She asks him. He doesn't reply, but she knows the answer already. "Me too, Nee-Nee, me too..."

Snowpoint is a really shitty place to live, all things considered. It's cold for three quarters of the year, it has very little culture, and most of the people who live there are barely scraping by financially.

At least that's what Sadie believes. She'd grown up in Verdanturf town in the Hoenn region, but five years ago her and her father had relocated to Snowpoint after her father started working on the Snowpoint Temple restoration project, as a project manager. And for all five of those years, she hadn't enjoyed herself. And why would she have? She had to move away from her friends to a city like this. Cold. Wet. Miserable.

The Regigigas Research Project was originally only supposed to be a year-long contract, but governmental interference, corporate interference, and bureaucratic red tape made the project balloon out, and the research has been extended seemingly indefinitely.

Worse still, because it was only supposed to be a year, Sadie didn't really put any stock into trying to make any friends with the locals. Sure, she was... friendly enough, and cordial with people who were cordial with her, but she developed a reputation as a loner. She was just... the quiet girl in the back of the class, who didn't contribute enough for people to really notice her.

And every six months it's the same thing. No effort into making friends, because they'll be moving home soon, back to Verdanturf, back to her real friends, her real life. Away from this snowy detour. But the months add up. Dad's contract is re-negotiated, and the money is too good to turn away... at least, it will be when the job is actually done... Damn the Silph Co.!

So, another six months they stay... but then there's a breakthrough.

They decipher some ancient text? The contract is extended.

They unearth a figure in the next town over? The contract is extended.

Hell, last year, an intern put his foot through a floor, uncovering a whole other floor of the damn temple! Wouldn't you know it, the contract is extended.

Maybe she ought to have learned the pattern, and put some effort into making friends. But the girl was scared of making those friends, rooting herself into this cold, miserable, mountain town - she had a lingering, unfounded feeling that as soon as she makes those friends, Dad will just be re-located again, and then she'll be uprooted again, torn away from the bonds she could have formed.

And so, we have Sadie Hart: An 18-year-old senior at Snowpoint High School. A face in the crowd, a name in the yearbook that people vaguely recognise. Perpetually "The New Kid", even though there are other kids who are newer.

And honestly? That was just fine with her.

Well, maybe "honestly" isn't the right word for it...

She puts up a front of wanting to be the cool, quiet, kind-of-goth, kind-of-emo, loner girl. She listens to the cool bands, she reads the cool books, hell, she even plays video games!

When you think of someone who's "Not Like Other Girls", you might as well be thinking of Sadie Hart.

But under the red highlights, the mascara, the band t-shirts, and the make-up which doesn't do much to hide the little bit of acne on her cheeks, is a lonely girl who wants to fit in somewhere.

She's not ugly, not by traditional beauty standards - if anything she's pretty cute, underneath the flat look and tired eyes. Hell, she knows that she'd captured the gaze of couple of the "terminally online", geeky kids at her school; it would be flattering if she didn't if those gazes weren't then accompanied by the phrase "future big titty goth gf", which immediately skeeved her out.

She just wants a place to fit in, to be accepted for who she is, like back home - her REAL home, Verdanturf. But lately, there's the nagging feeling that even Verdanturf wouldn't be her home anymore. She tried to keep in touch with her old friends, but one-by-one, they grew distant, or stopped logging in. Their lives naturally moved on - it wasn't a malicious thing, it was just... a thing. She still occasionally plays online games with some of them, but when they all go to University, or on their Trainer challenge next year? Then what?

But for now? At least she still has Neon. She received him as a Mareep for her 8th birthday, a shy, but tender little Pokémon. The pair bonded right away, and thankfully, the Mareep line were on the list of allowed species to bring to Sinnoh, so at least she had ONE friend with her during the move.

He evolved almost right after they moved here - they were both so proud! The photo of them together, post-evolution, is still the centrepiece of her wall, a younger Sadie hugging a Flaaffy-Neon to her chest, both of them so, so happy.

Now, all these years later, they still adored each other.

"Neon... I can feel your dick poking me."

Though, a few months ago...

"F-Flaaaff!"

"Want me to suck you? Or do you wanna fuck me this time?"

...their relationship dramatically changed.

**********

Four months ago...

It's the beginning of Autumn, just before the colder months of Snowpoint. The sort of weather when you can still wear t-shirts and skirts comfortably, but in the evenings most folks just put on a sweater.

Sadie's father is working at his desk, AKA the kitchen table, doing reports for his job when the door opens, hitting the doorstop rather hard. School is out for the day, and-

"Sadie? Everything alri-"

"I'm going to my room!"

No time to even process it before Sadie stomps up the stairs, her mascara running a little bit. She'd been crying again - and like most single fathers of teenaged girls, he doesn't really know what to do about it, so he just leaves her be, thinking that she just needs some space.

This had been a recurring event for the last month or so now. The final year of school started, Sadie turned 18, and then things started to get worse from there.

The bedroom door opens, and Neon is sitting on the bed, looking up at his trainer curiously - then with concern seeing that Sadie had been crying again.

"Boys are stupid." She says, closing the door behind her, and flopping onto the bed. Neon pads over and scoots in next to her, letting her cuddle him and stroke his wool, which he learned very quickly was a way to help her cheer up. "Thanks bud..."

"Flaaa~" He chirps back, nuzzling into her.

His fur bristles with gentle sparks - a sensation she was used to by now. It was a wonderful little tingling sensation she got whenever they were close like this. Neon wasn't a battler by any means, he couldn't store much electricity at all, so he was safe to keep around her computer and her other delicate electronics. (But just in case, her important devices had "Electric-Type Shielding".)

Sadie rolls over, so she's face-to-face with her Pokémon companion, "I just don't know how these other girls do it... Arabella has a new guy wrapped around her finger every week! And I can't get anyone to even look at me..."

Neon certainly doesn't have much insight into the ins and outs of high-school romance - save for the cheesy 80s movies he sometimes watches with his trainer and her Dad - so he does all he can do to help. He listens.

Neon places his forehead against her chest, and lets out a quiet, "Flaaa."

"I'm sure I told you about the guy I like, right?" She asks, looking down at him. "He's super nice, he's kind, he's smart... He's funny, but like... I don't think he realises how funny he is... But I don't know, he just doesn't seem into me at ALL."

Neon nods along. He's been told about the boy before, though he doesn't recall this boy's name.

"Fuck, I don't even know if he does anything outside of... all the studying he does!" She sounded exasperated as she bemoaned the lack of attention she was getting from the boy. "His friend is kind of cute though... But he's a complete doofus."

"Flaaf..." Neon agrees. He doesn't quite get it, but he's not going to question his trainer.

Sadie sighs, taking a deep breath. "Maybe I've got it all wrong though... I've never really even seen him more than really look at a girl that way... Maybe he's not interested in girls? Or anyone! Maybe he's... what's the word... Ace?"

Neon rolls over, away from her, onto his back, letting out a sigh.

Sadie gently starts to stroke his belly, giving him a belly-rub. "I know he's got a Pokémon, the boy I like, I mean... I'm pretty sure I heard that it's a lady Pokémon too~" She coos, teasing the shy Flaaffy.

"Flaaaaa..." He covers his eyes with his paws as Sadie continues.

"If we started going out... Maybe you could start to date his Pokémon too~"

"FLAAAAAAFF..."

"You spend so much time up here by yourself... I bet you'd like that, getting to meet a cute Pokémon gal like- OW!"

She sharply pulls her hand away from his belly - he had given her a little static shock. He'd had enough of the teasing for now, it seems.

"Fine, geez. Sorry, Neon." She says, placing her hand back on his belly to start gently stroking his fur again.

Though it's not long before she stops again. She notices that her Pokémon has gotten more tense, and her eyes flick down his body - and she sees his penis beginning to slip out of his sheath.

This has happened a few times over the last few months, usually in a similar situation to this. Lots of belly-rubs, teasing. She figured that it was just because he's a male, and these things can happen. And so, like she usually does, she takes her hand off his belly and just lays next to him. She doesn't want to draw attention to it.

So, she leaves him be. It's not his fault that he's popping a boner from this... And, she feels a bit too awkward to bring it up with him right now, anyway. She'll do what she usually does: pretend not to notice.

"B-But yeah anyway... Boys are stupid." She sighs, laying on the bed, staring at the ceiling, counting the cracks in the old paint. "I dunno if I should keep pressing it with him, or just... leave him be. But the stupid thing is... I can't tell if he's not interested, or just completely oblivious!"

"Flaaaaff." Neon bleats. Sadie looks over at the Flaaffy and to her relief, she can't see his dick poking out anymore. It never lasts long.

"It's not like I'm gonna be in this town for much longer anyway, right? Either we move back to Hoenn, or school will end, and I'll move back there anyway." She rolls over and sits on the side of the bed, placing her embow on her knee, and her chin on her fist. A look of adolescent anguish crosses her face, "I just found out today... I'm going to be in a group project with him, for Social Studies..." she mopes.

"Flaa..." He says, offering her some sympathy.

"I know... I just found out today... Should I even try to do or say anything? It could like... fuck up the assignment, you know? He's a nice guy, I don't wanna make things awkward for him, or me."

A predicament to be sure! Something for her to ponder later.

She stands up and walks towards her dresser. She fishes out a fresh pair of underwear - pink with a black heart on the crotch - and then goes to her closet where she picks out a fresh T-shirt - a large one, formerly her Dad's, it fits more like a dress, but it's perfect for sleeping in. "I'm gonna have a shower, Nee-Nee. Stay out of trouble~" she says giving him a wink. She then sees the Flaaffy swallow nervously as she closes the door. An odd moment to say the least...

She first turns the water on, letting it get to a nice, steaming temperature. She likes her showers hot, just below scalding. Then she strips down, fully naked, as one tends to be when one takes a shower. Unfortunately, the room is a bit too small to facilitate a hamper, so she opens the bathroom door just a crack, enough for her arm to poke through, and she tosses her clothes into the hamper.

She knows that the door isn't open enough for Neon to see her naked. She always thought it felt weird to be scantily clad in front of him - and she also thought it was weird to think that was weird - he's naked all the time. And he's not interested in her, right? She's a human, after all.

She closes the door once more. The mirror starts to fog up slowly as she stands there, inspecting herself in the slowly-fogging mirror.

She didn't think she was ugly, but apparently this wasn't enough for the boys. It left her feeling a little down on herself, a little self-conscious. She's above average in height, maybe the boys are put off by that? Her hair is dyed, black with a streak of red; Snowpoint can be a bit conservative, maybe they're not into the punk-ish look? Her skin is a little pale, but it's Snowpoint! Everyone here is pale! (All the white kids, at least.)

She pushes her breasts together - they're not massive, porn-star honkers, but they're a good size. She'd even been trimming her pubes down there - not that she was particularly hairy only being 18, but on the off chance someone was interested, she thought it'd be a nice surprise for them. When she lost her virginity at a house party, the guy mentioned that he liked it better when girls were "tidy down there." It made her feel weird at the time, but she's been trimming ever since. He was handsome, but that comment, and the fact that he kept calling her "Sammie" really put her off.

Not that any of it matters though - seemingly, the only boys into her are the weird ones who think she'd be a good "Mommy Goth GF" - just the thought of being reduced to just that sends shivers down her spine.

She frowns into the mirror. Maybe she should go out of her way to turn people OFF of her. Get that nose piercing she was thinking about. Maybe convince Dad to get her a real scary Pokémon like a Houndoom or Greavard, or something like that. There are ghost types around his ruins, couldn't he just catch her a Litwick or a Gastly or something?

But those thoughts leave her head pretty quickly. She doesn't need another Pokémon, she has Neon - her best friend. She couldn't do that to him.

"What am I gonna do..." she sighs, pulling the shower curtain open and stepping into the hot water, letting it soak into her hair and engulf her body.

Sadie is a long-shower kind of girl. She'll be in there for a good twenty minutes at the very least, it's shy she showers AFTER School - otherwise she'll use up the hot water in the morning. It gives her time to think, but right now, she doesn't want to do even that. The more she thinks, the more she'll think of all of her problems. And when she thinks, she has a propensity to over-think.

She knows she can't put up with her own thoughts right now, so she does something she almost never does. She has a short shower instead. She lathers her body quickly, and making sure she's soaped up everything that needs to be soaped up, she washes herself down, and steps out of the shower. She doesn't bother to wash her hair today, she needs more of the special, dye-friendly shampoo anyway, and she just ran out of it.

It's over in five minutes, and soon she's standing in the middle of the steam-filled bathroom drying herself off, drying her hair, and then re-dressing herself. She puts on her panties, then her shirt, and reaches for her pyjama bottoms... which she forgot to grab. She rolls her eyes. "Well... Neon's just gonna have to see me in my underpants again." she thinks to herself as she goes to open the door back to the bedroom.

She fumbles with the lock for a moment, and then the door slides open.

That's when she makes direct eye-contact with Neon, who is frozen in place, sitting on her bed with his back against the headboard, his dick completely erect and twitching. It's even leaking precum.

They're both mortified for completely different reasons. Neon is understandably aghast at the thought of being seen like this. While Sadie knows deep down that this is something that she'll awkwardly remember forever.

It feels like an eternity before anyone speaks. Sadie - being the socially-awkward, nerdy, punkish girl that she is - immediately defaults to humour to try and lighten up the awkward moment.

"Y-You know... Neon... If you wanted some time alone... You just had to ask!" She awkwardly laughs, as Neon covers his face with his hands, and curls his body away to hide himself from her.

"Flaaaaahhh!" He bleats, mortified.

"Ahahaha! I... I uhh... Y-You know you're really being all cute and stuff... Bashful, little Flaaffy, I bet'cha didn't think I would see you like that huh?" She knows she shouldn't tease him like this, but for some reason, she can't stop. It makes her feel... good?

"FLAH." He's even more anxious now. "Flaa-affy! Fee!"

"Y-You know what we were talking about earlier?" It's like a train wreck, she doesn't know how to stop. "A-Are you sure you don't wanna meet that Lady-Pokémon? I'm sure any gal would be-"

"FLAAF." He shouts loudly. Suddenly, the lamp next to her bedside glows very suddenly, and almost immediately the lightbulb bursts, sending shards of glass all over the bedside table. She glances over at him after the sudden overload, and sees him looking angrily at her.

"J-Jirachi..." She mumbles to herself; her heart having skipped a beat from the sudden sound of the bulb bursting. He worked himself up into such a tizzy that he must have accidentally unleashed an electric type attack - closest appliance is the lamp, so it took the brunt of it. "I... I... Neon, I..." She can't find the words. Honestly, she looks a little frightened.

Seeing her apprehension and her immediate look of fright and concern, Neon is overwhelmed with a wave of guilt. "F-Flaaaffy! Fee-Flaa!" He looks over at the lamp, the filament still sizzling from the sudden overload of electricity.

"I-It's okay... Neon, it's okay. It's not your fault." She says quietly. It calms his nerves a little bit, but he still looks overwhelmed and antsy. On the other hand, his erection is slipping back into his sheath, so the awkwardness from that has dissipated. Now they were left with the awkwardness post-outburst. "I... I'm sorry. I shouldn't have teased you like that."

Neon doesn't really respond. He just rolls onto his side and curls up.

"N-Neon?" Sadie takes a few steps forward, and is about to stroke his fur when she stops. She pulls her hand back, realising that the Pokémon needs time to cool down. "O-Okay... I... I'm really sorry Neon. I didn't mean to upset you, I really didn't."

No response from the Pokémon other than a flat, guilty-sounding "Flaf." He sounds upset.

Sadie doesn't know what to do now that she's actually hurt his feelings. "O-Okay... Umm..." She realises that she's still there in just her underwear and her shirt. She takes her folded up pyjama bottoms from the top of her dresser and quickly slips them on. "I... I'm going to go downstairs for dinner and stuff... Are you gonna come down? If you don't... I'll bring you up some food, okay?"

"Flaf."

She walks over to the door, slips on her slippers and awkwardly goes to leave. "I really am sorry, Neon." She gingerly offers, before closing the door behind her, wondering why she couldn't stop herself from... teasing him like that.

**********

Dinner came and went without a fuss. Since she only had a short shower, she was able to help her dad make it tonight. Vegetable Stir-Fry with Pecha-Berry sauce. They set some aside for Neon as well, without the sauce as he tends to prefer the food a bit drier.

At the table for dinner that night was Sadie, her father, and her father's Pokémon, a Scrafty named Aggie. She'd been a long-time partner of his, and was a valuable partner in his research - namely that she knows dark type moves to fend away any ghosts who might interfere, and fighting type moves to fend off the ice-types. Aggie had been in the family since before Sadie was born... In a roundabout way, Aggie is the closest to a Mom that Sadie has had in well over a decade...

But she doesn't like to dwell on that. It is what it is.

Neon did not join them that night. When asked about it, she simply said that Neon is feeling a little under the weather, and that she'd take the food up to him later on.

The father and daughter awkwardly ate together. It was always quiet, and they honestly didn't relate to each other much. Not to mention the resentment that Sadie's been carrying about the whole Snowpoint thing... But it was always nice to eat together as a family.

"So... Are you feeling a bit better now?" Her father asks, his voice definitely concerned, but unsure of what exactly he should do or say.

"Yeah, thanks." Sadie answers, equally awkwardly. She didn't want her Dad to worry - it's not like he actually cared, right?

Any other conversation they made was short and brief. And the entire time, the Scrafty looked between the father and daughter, wondering what was up with the pair.

After dinner, Sadie went back upstairs. She checked up on Neon, who was still grumpy, and got to work on one of her assignments for a while.

She ruminated on what she had done, making fun of the Pokémon... He had a full erection, was he masturbating? Possibly taking the chance to do it while she was out of the room?

She was feeling a lot of guilt about teasing him like that, especially if he HAD been masturbating. After all, she was guilty of the same thing. The Flaaffy didn't spend all his time in her room... So, sometimes, if she was feeling particularly pent-up, and Neon was otherwise occupied, she'd reach into her bottom drawer and pull out a certain silicone toy, and a certain bottle of silicone-safe lubricant.

If Neon pulled out her dildo and started teasing her about it, she had to admit... it would be pretty mortifying.

But... Neon could never do that to her. He's too bashful for that, too shy.

Meanwhile, when Sadie was teasing him, she got this... weird feeling from it. Something deep inside her made her keep teasing him, even knowing that it was a mean thing to do to the Flaaffy she adored.

Honestly, it felt... Good.

But she didn't want to think too hard about what THAT might say about her.

Eventually, she finishes the work on her assignment. She closes her school laptop and turns on her PC, then dons her headset (with the plastic Shinx-ears atop the headband!) and opened up the necessary programs, ready to indulge in her usual hobby: Streaming.

Sadie was a punkish girl, that was for sure. But she was also a geek. A nerd. A dork, even. The kind with plenty of edgy anime-figures on her desk. For every band poster on the wall, with names like "Piss Type" and "Brickhead", there was a poster for a cartoon or a cutesy video game. She'd wear band hoodies and dark skirts, but underneath, she'd have a t-shirt with some kind of geeky pun across the front, and a pair of girly, Eevee-print panties. If ever asked about it, she'd simply reply, "I'm allowed to like whatever the fuck I want!"

...Actually, maybe her standoffish attitude was one of the things that might be a bit of an attention-repellent.

She logs onto her usual site for streaming, a website called SparkTV, and booted up the current big game, a cutesy little single-player fantasy game called "Mable's Journey." Next, the streaming software is booted up, and her webcam is plugged in.

"Hey-hey Gang! It's ya girl, Sassypants, we're back with some more Mable!"

"Sassypants" is her SparkTV handle, a nickname her Dad gave her when she was a toddler, and is something he still calls her now. Despite all her resentment towards him, she still loved him dearly, and being called Sassypants still made her feel all warm inside. Her regular viewers just referred to her as "Sassy" though...

Yes, her regular viewers...

All eight of them.

She didn't mind so much. She only had eight subscribers, but would usually get about 15 concurrent watchers at a time. The most she'd had before was about 20. She tried to be an actual popular streamer about a year ago, but just couldn't make it work with her study schedule. So right now, she just does it for fun. She likes the social aspect of having a chat there, to guide her through tricky parts, or to banter off of. She liked to think she was funny, but then again... eight subscribers. And two of them were friends from Verdanturf, but neither were online tonight.

It was a slower night, just playing the cutesy game, taking the little Half-Eevee girl, Mable, through a few cartoonishly perilous dungeons. Defeating a couple bosses, unlocking a few fun cosmetics. Soon enough though, she got to a spot where she wanted to try and grind for some good items, so it became a lot more casual, chatting with the 12 viewers she had that night - only three of them actually contributing to the chat.

They'd type questions, jokes, and other statements, and she'd reply with her voice.

"No, I said before, I don't mind at all. Like... I tried to do this as like... a semi-professional thing, but now I just do it because I'm bored and have no friends, haha." She tried to play it off as a joke, but she was being more real than she'd care to admit.

Another chat bubble comes through.

"Would I ever get back into streaming full-time? Good question Clair-eon! I dunno... maybe? I'll be going to university in Hoenn next year, I might not have time for it..." She pauses and smiles at the webcam. "Tell you what... If I flunk out, I'll try and stream full-time, how about that?" She laughs, obviously not intending to fulfill that request.

She plays a bit more of the game when another chat pops up, from the user Momobobo.

"We haven't seen any Nee-Nee Hugs today..." She pauses and glances over at Neon, who's over on her bed, still moping, barely on the edge of the camera view. "No, we haven't... Neon is... a bit unwell tonight. I don't wanna... you know, make it worse or anything." She's being a bit too real again, but no-one will know the context there. "Yes... Yes, Clair, it is a shame, I know how much you all love Neon, sometimes I think maybe HE should be the one streaming!" She jokes.

A bit more playing, and someone asks another question, Momobobo again.

"What's that thing poking out from under my... pillow?" She glances over at her bed, at the pillow next to where her Pokémon is moping. It looks like a scrap of fabric poking out from the pillow. She recognises it immediately.

It's her underwear. The pair she had JUST put on the hamper, just before her shower...

It cannot have ended up under her pillow by itself. She clearly remembers putting it in the hamper. The only one who could have moved it...

Oh.

She pauses for just a bit too long before she answers. "Oh... Oh umm... Yeah, what is that? Probably just like... a pillow-tag or something, I dunno..." Her voice trails off.

It was Neon.

He HAD to have been the one to move it. But then... Why would he have had them?

"Hey... I'm sorry Chat, I'm probably gonna have to call it a night early." She says, before unceremoniously turning towards the computer, "I... I just remembered something I gotta do." and she switches off the SparkTV stream. She logs her computer off, and turns back around facing her Pokémon, who is still all mopey, not facing her.

The underwear. His erection. He HAD been masturbating.

Sometimes she forgets just how similar Pokémon can be to humans, especially ones like Neon, who have been living with humans for the majority of their lives. The gears start turning in her head.

Truthfully, she's just finding it hard to imagine him... masturbating. In her head, when she thinks of Neon, she thinks of the Bashful little Pokémon who's been with her through thick and thin. The idea of him masturbating is like... it's like someone writing a story about her favourite childhood, cartoon creatures having sex. It just seems wrong!

But it makes sense he'd have these urgers - he's a male, after all. But just how long has it been going on? She normally takes long showers, 20 to 30 minutes long... She doesn't have first-hand experience of what it is to be a guy, but she imagines that he could probably finish himself off while she's in the shower... Or hell, while she's at school! Is this a regular thing? What was going on?

And then with her underwear... She'd heard of guys jacking off with underwear, smelling it while they get off... Come to think of it, the laundry hamper sometimes has an odd smell to it... But it's never something she worried about; she'd just dump the hamper into the washing machine all at once, she's never had any reason to inspect her underwear before.

She was suddenly filled with conflicting emotions. Part of her was honestly a little grossed out - obviously she has no way to confirm it without asking, but using her panties to jack off was a bit weird. Pokémon-splooge in her panties is certainly a very... graphic mental image.

But... on the other hand... part of her mind found it honestly a little flattering. Sure, he wasn't a human, but he WAS a boy, and it still felt nice that he found her attractive - and, she knew that she could trust him: he wasn't objectifying her like those weirdos at her school did. Obviously, he's sexualising her, but it feels different with him!

But maybe she got it all wrong. Maybe there's still another explanation. But from where her head is at mentally, there really is no other explanation to her.

He was using her panties to masturbate.

Her Pokémon is attracted to her.

And now that she knows this, she has to address it.

She takes a deep breath, steeling her nerves, and approaches her Pokémon, still curled up on her bed.

She places one of her hands on his side as she sits on the bed next to him, legs hanging off the bed as she looks right out the window, feeling a little too awkward to talk to him directly right now.

"H-Hey, Neon... You starting to feel a bit better now?" She asks, her voice careful, but measured and kind. She gently strokes his side a little bit more, rubbing her fingers in a little deeper into his fur, feeling the tingles of electricity dancing through his fluffy pink coat. "I'm sorry, Neon. You know I love you, right?" She says.

"F-Flaaff..." He mumbles.

"Yeah... And... You know I was only teasing before, right? I didn't mean to make you feel bad." He doesn't respond to this. "A-Actually, I feel kind of... stupid right now."

That seemed to pique Neon's interest. He rolls over a little bit, craning his head up to look at her with a raised brow.

Sadie sheepishly looks away for a moment, then looks at Neon with a serious expression, a blush already spreading across her face. She takes a moment to mentally address the absurdity of what she's about to say... then speaks.

"I... I see my underwear under my pillow, Neon." She sees his eyes go wide, his face going pale under his soft pink fur. "I want you to tell me the truth..."

Neon sat up with a panicked look on his face, scrambling back against the headboard of the bed. "FLAAH! FLAAFFY, FLAFF!" He stammers, though he stops as he feels his trainer gently placing her hands on his shoulders, leaning over him. The collar of her large shirt droops a bit - leaning forward any more might give Neon a look down her top.

"Shh! Shush, Neon... It's... It's alright!" she says, using her best calm-down voice. She remembers her Mom using that tone with her when she was very little. "It's alright, I'm not mad, or upset. I promise."

He calms down; it works like a charm. His body is less tense, and he looks up at her with his big eyes, and a blush that has made his face even more pink! "F-Flaaff?" He bleats in confusion.

"I promise." She nods, giving him a warm, kind smile. She takes a breath, "When... When I came out of the bathroom just then... It looked like you were... stroking yourself." She tries to use a bit of a euphemism to dull the blow, but there's really no way for her to say it without it sounding awkward right now. Would a Pokémon even know the phrase "Jackin' Off"?

Neon just looks back at her, blushing, desperately wanting to look away. But he doesn't, he powers through this awkward situation.

"And... It's okay if you do... that. But... what I want to know... and you can just nod your head if it's true... Were you using my underwear to stroke yourself? To make yourself... feel good?"

It's too much for Neon. He looks away, breaking the eye contact and covering his face with his trembling paws.

And then... he nods.

Progress. There's a brief moment of pride in Sadie's soul, before she feels an overwhelming sense of sympathy for the Flaaffy. She gently tarts to pet the tuft of wool atop his head.

"You don't have to answer me, Neon... But I want to ask you." She pulls his paws away from his face, and looks him in the eyes. "Are you attracted to me?"

The question is blunt, and to-the-point. No skirting around it, but if he's too embarrassed to answer, she's given him an out... Though, at the moment, not giving an answer would still be, in itself, an answer.

There's a pregnant pause in the air, both Sadie and Neon holding their breath.

Sadie has no idea what she wants the answer to be. In the silence, she starts to regret asking it, because no matter what, the answer will change their relationship.

If the answer is 'yes', then that drastically changes things. A Pokémon attracted to his trainer? It's something they'd need to work through, and Sadie would need to think about what that means for her.

If he doesn't answer, then she feels like she'll be tiptoeing around this for the rest of their lives.

If the answer is 'no'... Strangely, it's that answer that she's dreading the most. In her current lonely state, she WANTS to feel attractive, and though she doesn't want to admit it to herself right now, that includes wanting her Pokémon to find her attractive. If not even a Pokémon can find her attractive...

"N-Neon?" She asks, quietly breaking the silence, hoping to prompt an answer.

She's still leaning over him, and slowly, she comes a bit closer. Her collar drooping, and revealing what lies underneath her oversized t-shirt.

Neon glances down her shirt, and then he snaps right back up to look at his trainer.

And then he nods.

He DOES find her attractive.

Her heart skips a beat. She was worried about how it would make her feel, but honestly? She feels relieved. A selfish part of her brain thinking "Well, at least SOMEONE thinks I'm hot...", while the more rational part of her brain tries to think how they can work through this. Her own Pokémon, one she'd grown up with, was attracted to her. A Pokémon has a crush on her. It's a moment where she's reminded just how similar humans and Pokémon can be.

"Thank you for telling me, Neon." She says. It's all she can really think to say, really; she doesn't want him to think that she's upset by the revelation. "I... I realise how hurtful it must have been, when I was teasing you like that before... I didn't know you... uh... liked me like that."

She knows that it's more than a crush, it's more than finding her attractive. She's one of the only females - human OR Pokémon - that he's in regular contact with. He's not just attracted to her; he's in love with her.

Suddenly, Neon reaches out and grabs her hand, and he pulls it towards his own chest. "F-Flaaaff?" He asks.

Sadie can't understand his language, but she understands his intent perfectly. And though she should have expected this, she's still surprised by the question he's asking. "Do you like me, too?"

Sadie feels her heart pound. She knows her answer.

"...Neon, I..." She doesn't know what to say. She knows he's feeling vulnerable, but to lie to him would only hurt him more, in the long run. "I love you a lot, Neon, but..."

The "but" hits Neon like an Earthquake. "Flaa?"

"But you're a Pokémon, and I'm a human." She looks away, as if ashamed by her own answer. "I... I love you, but I don't love you in that same way. I'm sorry."

She had to be honest. She cared about Neon more than anyone else she knew, but she just... doesn't have romantic feelings for him. She'd never considered it, and looking into her heart, romance just isn't there. Not for Neon.

Maybe it would be there one day. Maybe it would never be there. But right now? She doesn't share his romantic feelings.

Neon is disappointed. That much is obvious. Perhaps more than disappointed, he looks away disheartened, and lets out a half-hearted "Flaa..."

"Hey, come on..." Her voice is calming and encouraging. He looks back up at her, "You're still my best friend, Neon. And..."

She looks away, unable to think of what to say, still leaning forward to speak with him quietly and intimately. The collar of her shirt hangs low, and he can see right down her top...

"And... You know, you're a Flaaffy, and I'm a human... A-And I… I don’t want to ruin our friendship, Neon…"

He's looking right down her collar, at her chest. She never put a bra on after her shower earlier. He can see her breasts...

"It... I'd never be able to help you start a family. You deserve someone who can give you that, right?..."

He rarely gets to see her like this, her bare chest. He can't look away. It's exciting, too exciting...

"And you know I'll be your wing-man... wing-woman? Wing-girl? Whatever, I'm always in your corner if you meet a cutie!..."

Ne never got to finish before... He's pent up, he's excited. He feels flushed, he feels... good. He can see her nipples, stiff as always in the cool Snowpoint air.

"...Neon?"

He feels his head start to swim. Lustful thoughts take up residence in his mind...

"Neon? Are you li-... Oh."

The Flaaffy is breathing heavily, looking down the top of his trainer. And if that weren't obvious enough, his cock starts to stiffen, slipping out of his sheath...

He looks back into her eyes, with a needy, pathetic expression on his face, and it clicks into place for his trainer - he was looking right down his top, at her bare breasts underneath. For a brief moment she curses her laziness in not wanting to put her bra back on.

"Neon... Were you looking at my chest?" She asks, her voice flat and matter-of-fact.

The horny little Pokémon just nods, then looks away embarrassed again.

"After the talk we just had... about how we can't be together, after I told you all of that... You still couldn't help yourself?"

She's getting very close to teasing again, Neon looks away with a look of shame on his face. His cock is getting bigger, more erect.

"Heh... Do you... Do you really find me THAT attractive?" She suddenly takes his paws into her hands. "It's okay... I'm not trying to be mean, Neon."

He looks into her eyes again and sees the bashful, shy, yet needy look on the Pokemon's face. And an intrusive thought immediately invades Sadie's brain; "Wow, he is REALLY cute like this."

Her Pokémon thinks she's attractive. Sexy, even. It's a lot to take in for the trainer - especially for a trainer who, just hours before, was lamenting the fact that she didn't feel sexy enough for the boys at her school.

But Neon was different: He'd grown up with her, spent time with her. They are best friends. If he finds her attractive, it's because he finds the whole of her attractive.

Though even with this revelation, she still didn't have any romantic feelings towards him. Maybe she was being selfish right now, but it felt great to be thought of as sexy, even if it was from a Pokémon. Even if it was from Neon, who she had just romantically rebuffed.

She feels a tingle between her legs, more intrusive thoughts start to fill her mind.

"You know... you look really cute when you get all bashful like that..."

"F-FLAAF?!" The utterance from his trainer surprised the Pokémon. And, to be frank, it surprised Sadie as well.

As if on auto-pilot, she gets to her feet, off the bed, and slowly makes her way to the door. It's like she's being guided by some kind of bestial instinct as she stands at the door, takes a deep breath, and locks it, before turning around to face him.

She gives him a serious look. "I meant what I said before, Neon. I'm not romantically attracted to you; I want to make sure you understand that." Her voice is flat and factual, like giving an oral presentation at school. "I love you, but like how I've always loved you, like a trainer..."

With a look of disappointed understanding on his face, Neon replies with a nod, "Fee."

"...But..."

That one word hung in the air for an eternity. The Flaaffy cocked his head to the side, confused. What was going on?

"...I think we can still... help each other." She says, her voice soft and now sounding a little sultry.

Neon was about to vocalise something else, when his trainer did something wholly unexpected.

He watched her hands, almost in slow motion, grab the bottom of her shirt, and pulled it up. The fabric revealed her underwear, then her navel, then her belly. Then her breasts, her nipples erect in the cool air of her Snowpoint bedroom.

He has almost never seen his trainer's breasts before, only rare glimpses through barely-opened doors, or when she forgot he was in the room. ...Or when he pretended to be asleep sometimes.

She tosses her shirt onto the bed, wearing only her panties, standing in front of her bedroom door, on the warm carpet. There's silence between the human and the Pokémon.

Neon isn't sure why she's doing this. At first it almost feels like she's teasing him, but this is WAY further than anything she'd done before. And what was that she said before? About helping each other?

Sadie isn't quite sure why she's doing this either, she's acting on pure instinct; a deep, fuzzy feeling in her belly is egging her on, telling her to continue. A fuzzy feeling in her belly? Or was that feeling lower?... In any case, she looked carefully at Neon, looking at his reaction, which right now was simply stunned silence.

A Pokémon with pink fur, it can sometimes be hard to tell when Neon is blushing, but right now, she knew he was - his cheeks aren't usually as pink as they are now. And his eyes are firmly locked onto her body, flicking up and down, between her tits and her crotch... but not to her eyes.

A tiny part of her brain thought that it was disgusting, depraved, perhaps even objectifying for him to be looking at her like that. But a more selfish, much more needy part of her mind was telling her that this felt good. A boy thinks she's sexy, and her brain is making no distinction between boy-Pokémon and boy-human, a boy is looking at her with hunger. With lust. And it just felt good. It felt like it was what she had been missing for the last... Arceus knows how long, but she needed it.

She needed to feel sexy, and that's exactly how Neon, her beloved Pokémon, was looking at her.

It was the look that boys in her school have, when one of the pretty, popular girls walk by. A look she only got from the pervs that she didn't like.

She slides her hands up her body, and pushes her breasts together. They're hardly supermodel-sized tits, but she felt pride in them nonetheless, especially with that little bead of precum leaking out the tip of Neon's dick. She knew that he liked what he was seeing, and that excited her.

She steps towards the Pokémon. Slowly. Purposefully. She feels the carpet underneath her feet, the cool air on her skin, and she can smell the arousal in the air. Soon, she feels her bedding against her knee, and she crawls onto the bed, sitting down in the middle of it, reaching out to stroke Neon's woolly mane. She feels the tingles of electricity around her fingertips.

"If..." her words roll off her tongue like she's on auto-pilot. "If you were interested... I know I can't give you the romance you want but..." Her hand gently grasps one of his dainty paws and guides it to her breast. He doesn't resist at all, but he doesn't dare move of his own volition.

"F-Flaaa..." His voice is shy and croaky. He looks up at his trainer with his hand gently grasping her boob.

"Maybe we can still have that kind of fun together?" She offers. "No strings attached. Just you and me, whenever we want, we can... we can just do... this."

Is it crossing the line? Maybe. She knows it's not illegal here, otherwise those protestors wouldn't be so angry all the time. And as someone who's spent an inordinate amount of time on the internet, she's seen Poképhilia porn before (Being a girl on the internet, she's had to fend off more than one creep who'd sent it to her...).

Did she ever think that she'd be in this position? About to join the Poke-fucking club? Of course not. But here she was, offering herself to her beloved Flaaffy.

The offer is not something Neon has to consider for very long. His paw gently squeezes her breast, while his other paw slowly comes up to her other breast. His paws are only small, but he can still be quite dextrous with them. He looks up at her with an incredulous look, giving her a questioning "Flaaf?"

"Yeah. I'm sure." She gently rubs the top of his head. "You can touch them as much as you want, Nee-Nee." She coos, her voice tender, but with a hint of lust.

She knows this is dangerous. Sadie is smart enough to know, even right now while her libido is in control, that this could very easily lead to something that could hurt them both. The idea of no-strings-attached sex is always a nice idea, but she's lonely and has never had a relationship like this before, and Neon is practically in love with her.

Introducing sex into the mix could hurt them both - is it safe for them to try and be "Fuck-Buddies" when she's desperately lonely, and he's pining over an unrequited love?

But then again... Maybe it's a happy medium of what they both need?

Sadie has been struggling with self-esteem for a long time. She feels unseen, and feels like nobody finds her attractive, or sexy. And as much as she would never admit it, her lack of action had left her so fucking horny. And maybe, letting herself go, and welcoming this no-strings-attached sex into the fold... maybe it could satisfy what she needs?

And as for Neon? He's been pining after his trainer for some time, to the point where he'd been masturbating with her underwear. His deviant behaviour needs an outlet, and this would be it. And he knows that he can never have with Sadie what he could have with another Pokémon. As much as he wants Sadie as a bonded-mate right now, she'll never carry an egg for him, and she could never tell anyone else about their 'love'. But sex? Mating? Maybe this is just what he needs.

"Hey... Do... Do Pokémon... kiss?" Sadie's voice is a little embarrassed to ask, but her facial expression barely masks an urgency.

Neon looks at her curiously. He knew what kissing was, but... It's not something that he, personally, had a lot of experience in - other than when Sadie as a young girl would pepper him with kisses when he was a Mareep. He shakes his head.

"Do you want to?"

She already knows the answer. Her mouth slowly closes the distance to his muzzle, until finally... her lips meet his muzzle. she kisses him a few times around the tip of his maw, before he gets the idea and starts kissing her back, gently opening his mouth, and letting her tongue lick at his lips. His own tongue gently slips out, imitating her own ministrations.

They pull away from each other for a few moments, and Sadie is surprised to find that she's a little out-of-breath. "W-Wow... That was... I thought it'd feel different but..." She decides not to compare Neon to the boy she lost her kiss-virginity to. Safe to say, she enjoyed this a lot more. "Do you want to keep going?"

His answer comes physically. He presses forward - his hands still on her breasts - and meets her mouth with his muzzle once again. And then this time, they're practically making out.

It takes her a while to get used to the sensation - her first time making out completely sober, but kissing a mouth that was physically unlike hers, her human-mouth not being totally compatible with his Flaaffy-muzzle. Their tongues gently swap saliva, licking at each other with their lips locked together - as much as their differing physiologies would allow, anyway.

Her hands run up and down his sides, stroking his woolly fur, while his small hands knead and gently squeeze her breasts. He loves her tits too, getting a little bolder and a touch rougher after a while. Eventually, little paws grow bold enough to give Sadie's nipples a pinch, and she breaks the kiss, inhaling sharply in surprise.

"Oh fuck... That felt good..." She gasps, before kissing her Pokémon more passionately.

She practically tackles him down onto the bed, laying him on his back as she keeps kissing him, her tits hanging and swinging over his body as he keeps squeezing and tugging at her nipples.

Then, it's Neon's turn to break the kiss, inhaling sharply with a loud "FLAAA!!" when he suddenly feels his trainer wrap her fingers around his cock. It THROBBED in Sadie's hand.

"Oh wow, Neon..." She marvels at how it feels in her hand. It's so warm and full of life, precum dripping over her hand, giving her wonderful tingles from the tiny amount of electricity present in the fluids. Is this an Electric-type thing, perhaps? She wondered for a moment how it would feel inside of her, but for now, her body is on autopilot, and her lips find his once again, and they're kissing once more.

They both let out little moans and coos as they make out, Neon's hands reaching up to play with her tits, while her hand strokes his smooth, pulsing cock. It throbs in time with his heartbeat and the Flaaffy is VERY excited, as it would seem.

His hands leave her breasts and start fidgeting around, as if looking for something to grab onto, before his fingers curl around the bedding and he holds on tight... moments before his body is suddenly rocked by an intense orgasm.

Sadie isn't quite expecting it either, it happens a lot quicker than she expected it to. Cum erupted from his pink cock, all over her hands and even shooting out onto her chest and belly, though most of it spurts onto the Pokemon's own chest.

"That... Oh wow, Nee-Nee..." Sadie feels her heart pounding, overwhelmed by the sight of it. The pokemon's cum-splattered belly, the matting of his fur... And the sight of his cum dripping down her fingers, and the feeling of the warm cum gently dripping down her belly. "That was a... uh... that was a lot."

The bashful little Flaaffy covered his eyes, gently trembling in his orgasmic bliss, a bit too shy to look at Sadie right now. "Flaaa..." No, not shyness - he's apologetic. Embarrassed, perhaps?

Sadie pounces on that immediately - in her horny state, she can't help but tease him. "Aww, it's okay Nee-Nee... It's okay that you spurted so quickly~"

"Flaaaafffyyyyyyy..." He whines.

"I take it as a compliment~" She adds, pushing her hand towards his face. "See? I made you shoot so quickly; you must have really enjoyed it!"

"Flaaf..." Neon huffs in response. He pulls his paws away, looking at his trainer with an adorably grumpy face. "Fla-"

He's just about to complain some more when his mouth is once again filled with his trainer's tongue, giving him another quick, deep, passionate kiss.

Sadie pulls away, his saliva dripping down the side of her face, as she wipes her hand on the bedsheets. Perhaps she should have put some towels down...

She leans in, mouth next to her ear. "It's okay... I don't mind."

"Flaaf?" He asks, as if making sure.

"As long as you're still good to go~" She teases, giving him a kiss and a quick ear nibble, slinking back until she's on her knees, looking down at him.

And sure enough, his cock is still rock-hard, throbbing needily.

"I guess because I interrupted you before, that shot was meant to go off a few hours ago!" She says, lustfully teasing him. She slinks back, lowering her body towards him, bringing her head closer to his cock, a dribble of cum leaking down the side of it. "Maybe I should take my panties off for you to finish in, huh?"

"Flaaaa!" He cries out, mortified.

"I'm just teasing you, Nee-Nee~" she says, bringing her head closer to his crotch. Though, part of her wonders if he'd genuinely like that... Maybe she'd let herself get nice and wet before taking her panties off... "I've got another question for you..." She says, adding a little mystique to her voice.

"Fla?"

"Do Pokémon use their mouths?" She asks.

Neon looks at her, a little confused, but before he can ask for clarification, she provides it. Her mouth opens wide, tongue snaking out as she licks up the underside of his cock.

"FL-FLAAAA!!" He cries out, shocked, and very clearly loving the feeling. Perhaps a little over-stimulated right now having only just orgasmed.

Her tongue slowly drags up his cock, from the sheath to the tip, collecting some cum along the way, before pulling her tongue away. It has an unusual taste, different from the one other time she'd had cum in her mouth before. It was a little salty, like cum ought to be, but had a slight metallic taste, and seemed to give her mouth a tingle, almost like licking a battery.

She swallows it, opening her mouth and proving that she did so to her Pokémon. "Your cum is nice, Nee-Nee..." She mumbles, a blush spreading across her face. "Maybe I shouldn't have wiped it on the bedsheets, I should have just licked it up..."

"F-Flaaff..." He grumbles, looking at her with a frustrated, needy lust.

"Just lay back, Nee-Nee..." She says, gently placing a hand on his shoulder, gesturing for him to stay put. "I want you to like this." The teasing is absent from her voice there, she is earnest in her intentions. She wants this to feel nice for him...

First, she grabs his tail and uncurls it, so it's laying flat along the bed. Then, she straddles it, one knee either side of his tail-ball. She gets onto all fours, her the base of his tail between her drooping tits, as her hands grabbed his legs, spreading them, a little.

"Keep your legs up, like this." She instructs. His little paws grip his ankles, pulling his legs into position as instructed, gently jutting his crotch up.

And in that position, his soft, fluffy thighs gently tickle Sadie's cheeks as she brings her mouth down to his cock, starting to suck the pokemon's dick.

"Mmmmnhhh..." She mumbles, slowly sinking her mouth lower and lower, down his member.

"F-Flaaa... Flaaff!!" He cries out, feeling an immense wash of satisfaction. Her mouth is so warm and inviting, a lovely wet tongue gently pressing against the underside of his cock.

Flaaffy don't have the biggest cocks out there, so it doesn't take long for Sadie's mouth to meet his sheath. She can manage the whole thing without gagging - she flicks her eyes open and gives Neon a lustful look, tightening her mouth around his cock teasingly.

She's rewarded with a lovely throb of his cock in her mouth and a pathetic little moan, "Laaaaaffyyy...."

She can't help but laugh around his cock, he's so fucking adorable like this, she can hardly believe it. She bobs her head up and down, working her tongue around his pink Flaaffy-cock, hoping he'll enjoy everything she does for him like this.

And that hope is rewarded. The Pokémon is squirming and wriggling around in ecstasy. His eyes shut tight, his paws clenching and twitching, his thighs lovingly squeezing the sides of her head, keeping her in place as she sucks him.

She spends about a minute down there, just enjoying the fullness of her mouth, swishing her tongue around as much as she can, swallowing what oozes from the tip. For a moment, she wishes she were a Pokémon with a long tongue, so she could pleasure him a lot more, but this will have to do.

The entire time she's sucking him, she keeps glancing up at him, looking at just how bashful and shy he still is, even with his cock in her mouth. Spurts of precum ooze down her throat, and she swallows them down dutifully.

She hadn't enjoyed the last time she'd sucked a cock before. That house party where she lost her virginity, on the bed in a spare bedroom, goaded into giving oral to an overly-randy teen boy, who was a bit too rough with her. It was consensual, but she had no real control of that situation.

But here, with Neon? She was in control, and she was loving it. She was bobbing her head along his length at her own pace, licking and slurping as she pleased. And eyeing her bashful Pokémon the entire time, watching as he squirmed with giddy pleasure the entire time.

And the fact that she was the one in control, the one giving her Pokémon so much pleasure?

She'd never been more turned-on in her life.

She brings one of her hands down, slipping it against her belly, towards her crotch. Her fingertips slip under the waistband of her panties, and she starts to touch herself. She's wet already, just from giving the oral, and from teasing her Pokémon.

She seems to really like being a tease - maybe that's why she couldn't stop before? It was literally making her feel good? Something to unpack later. Because right now, she's too busy sucking Pokémon cock.

"F-Flaaaaff..." Neon whines, his little paws tapping his trainer's head trying to get her attention.

"Mmmph?" She opens her eyes, pulls her head back so only the tip of his cock remains in her mouth. A spurt lands on her tongue, and she swallows it before she speaks, "What's up?" But she doesn't remove her hand from her underwear. In fact, she keeps rubbing herself.

"F-Flaaff..." He whines again. It's then that Sadie realises just how much his cock is throbbing and twitching. He's very close.

"Oh, Nee-Nee~ You're so close, aren't you? I bet you wanna fill my mouth, don't you?" She asks, not bothering to hide her teasing voice. She pulls her head away from his cock, eliciting a whine from the Pokémon. "But if you cum now, you might want to stop!"

The Pokémon is panting, mouth agape and drooling, looking at her with a look of confusion now. "Fee?"

Her hand slips out of her underwear, and she brings it to the pokemon's face. "Look what you did to me, Nee-Nee!" She teases, proudly showing off the pussy juices all over her fingertips. The moisture on her fingers glints and sparkles in the ambient light of the bedroom.

"Flaa..." He gently groans, in awe.

And suddenly, the pussy-juice-soaked hand grips his muzzle playfully. "You like smelling my panties... how about a much fresher smell?" Sadie teases, as if trying to rub her juices into the fur of his muzzle, trying to mat the fur around his nose with it. "You like it, you naughty little Flaaffy!"

She's being a lot meaner to him than before. Perhaps mean isn't the right word, but a part of her deep down was telling her to take care, not to push it too far. After all, just a few hours ago, she crossed a line and he accidentally blew up the lightbulb!

But he was loving it. With her hand over his nose, he was sniffing and inhaling deeply. Her instincts about him using her underwear to jack off were entirely correct. He loved her scent, and right now he was saturated in it, more than he'd ever been. His lungs filled with her scent, kicking his hormones into a higher gear.

As she pulls her hand away, he almost looks dazed. Each time he breathes in, he can still smell her, as if his head was buried between her legs. He's drooling, his cock is throbbing and dripping precum, and he's babbling almost incoherently.

For a moment, Sadie is worried that maybe she'd broken the Pokémon... But she snaps her fingers. "Neon? You still with me, babe?"

The Pokémon shakes his head, blushing intensely underneath his pink, fluffy fur. He nods his head. "Flaaf!"

"Good." Sadie gets onto her hands and knees, crawling up the bed until she's next to the Pokémon. Then, she rolls over, laying on her back, her breasts gently bouncing as she settles into her new position on her back. "Do you want to fuck me?" She asks, plainly - asking with the same general intonation she'd use if she were asking if he wanted something to eat.

The surreal way she asked, it was as if Neon was in some kind of dream-world. He pauses for a moment, unsure of what he heard... But just as Sadie is about to clarify herself, he nods his head. "Laaf."

"Then get to it." Sadie says, stifling a giggle. "Haha, come on... You can pull my panties down yourself, seeing how you love them so much!"

Neon doesn't need any more convincing. He immediately takes the opportunity, and moments later he's at her crotch, little paws gripping the waistband of her wet panties.

"Go on." Sadie encourages, giving him an understanding nod. She wants to tease him, but she knows that he'll savour this moment forever, so she holds her tongue.

"Flaaa..." He gently mumbles, peeling her panties slowly away from her over-excited pussy. He can see it twitching gently in time with her elevated heartbeat.

"Go on... Take them all the way off."

He's not going to ignore the direction. With the panties held in his paws, he pulls them all the way down Sadie's legs, until they're all the way off. Aside from a pair of socks, his trainer is now fully naked.

Naked, just for him.

It was as if she could read his mind. So many times, while she had been showering, and while his paws were stroking away, he pictured himself in this exact position. But now that the dream had seemingly come true, it was even better than he could have ever imagined.

With her panties off, she brings her ankles up to her butt and spreads her legs wide, in a much more inviting position.

She has a blush in her cheeks, and a desperate quiver in her bottom lip as she asks him - no, pleas with him; "Nee-Nee, please... Mate me like you always wanted."

He swiftly gets between her legs, and with one hand on her thigh and the other on his cock, he guides the tip to her wet, warm, oh-so-inviting pussy.

A part of her tells her she's going too far... She wants it to be just sex, no emotional strings attached... But is that a balance she can ever attain?

But those thoughts are pushed out of her head, as the head of Neon's cock pushes into her pussy.

"Flaaaah..."

"F-Fuck... Neon..." Her hand whips to her mouth, snapping over her lips. She nearly moaned, and it would have been LOUD if she let it escape her mouth. The last thing she needs is for her Dad or his own Pokémon to come up and catch them...

His cock isn't huge, by any means. Heck, Sadie has a toy in her bottom drawer that's bigger than the erection he's sporting. Flaaffy aren't particularly well-endowed, but Sadie didn't care. His cock pushes forward into her, the warm, throbbing flesh felt much better than the cold silicone of the toy she shoplifted last year.

And it's not like he's too small - if anything, his size is perfect for her: it reaches deep enough to press all the right buttons, and it's not so big that it hurts. All pleasure, no pain to distract from it.

But that's not even the best part. Something she re-discovered in real-time as the cock sinks into her:

Neon's an electric type!

And she learned in that moment, just what it felt like to have an electric-type Pokémon balls-deep inside of you. It felt great!

His cock seemed to emanate electricity - not enough to be dangerous or painful, but it was like tingles of electricity were spreading from his cock into her warm, enveloping pussy, spreading through her body, triggering all of her pleasure-synapses. It's an incredible feeling, totally unlike anything she's ever felt - like the sensation on her tongue after she licked the precum, but now about a thousand times more potent.

"Fla-aafy..." He grunts, leaving his cock balls-deep inside her pussy, not daring to move until he's sure she wants him to. He looks up at his trainer and sees her face, she's looking into the middle distance, hands squishing her own cheeks. Her chest is heaving as she breathes in and out, deep, rapid breaths. And her pussy clenches hard around his cock, convulsing almost uncontrollably with his electricity stimulating it. "Flaaaf?" He asks again.

This seems to snap Sadie back to reality. She blinks hard a few times, eyes locking with Neon's as she speaks, needing to put actual effort into forming coherent words. "G-Gah... I... I'm okay... W-Wow, it feels so... Incredible, Neon..." She pants.

"Flaaf-Fee?"

"Y-Yeah..." She nods, knowing that he's asking if he can start mating her now. He draws his cock back, throbbing with anticipation, and already very close to his own orgasm - perhaps why so much pleasure-inducing current is streaming from his cock? "Oh Mew, this is so much..." She groans through grit teeth, feeling the cock pressing forward again.

He slowly starts to work into a steady rhythm, trembling and letting out shy little bleats the entire time. Pulling his cock back until about an inch remains inside his trainer, and then pushing back in as much as he could, until his fuzzy balls sat snug against her asshole. And each time, her gets a bit bolder, going a little quicker.

Of course, Sadie was nothing but encouraging. "That's it, Nee-Nee... Oh fuck... Oh Mew... I-It's so good..." She grunts, a bestial tone in her voice as her hands find Neon's back, running through his fur while embracing him closer to her.

She gently strokes him, whispering sweet nothings in his ears. And the more he fucks her, the more incoherent her encouragement becomes. It felt like an eternity of bliss, though in actuality their first time together would be rather short.

The pleasure is overwhelming, all-encompassing. And even though Neon had gotten to close to cumming during the blowjob, it's actually Sadie whose levee breaks first.

Drawn out much quicker with the lovely shape and size of his cock, and the mind-bending electricity stimulating her, her orgasm comes on so quickly, like it jumped out at her like a scare in a horror movie.

Her eyes go crossed, her fingers grab his fur and she yanks him to her chest, between her ample tits, and she starts to cum her brains out, harder than she'd ever orgasmed before.

"N-NEON, I-I'M- Mmmmppphhh...." She barely manages to bury her mouth in the fur at the top of his head, muffling her own cries to stop anyone from hearing her. Her saliva soaks into his scalp as she cries out into his fluffy fur quiff.

Her insides convulse and clench around his cock, her orgasm trying to milk his cock into its own orgasm. And Arceus, she's so warm, and tight and perfect and-

"FLAAAAA!!" He embraces his trainer tight, burying his face between her tits, driving his cock deep into her one last time. The electricity gets stronger, so much that she can swear that she's feeling a little warmer as a result.

And he starts to cum deep inside of her. His balls throb, and spurt after spurt erupts from his twitching cock into his trainer's pussy.

And Neon isn't going anywhere either - In the throes of her own pleasure, her legs wrap around the Flaaffy and hold him in place while they both ride out their near-simultaneous orgasms together. Bound by lust, bound by pleasure

"F-F-Fuck... F-Fill me up, you silly little thing..." She whispers giddily, feeling pulse after pulse of slightly-electrified cum erupting inside of her over-stimulated pussy.

"Flaaffff!" He bleats from between her breasts, lovingly caressing and squeezing her body as they ride the wave of pleasure to its natural plateau.

The orgasm subsides, though the sudden bout of what can only be described as electrostimulation has left Sadie a twitching mess. She's not used to the electricity coursing through her like this, and it honestly wore her out a little.

The experience took a lot out of Neon, too. He makes to attempt to pull himself from his trainer's arms, and feels his cum ooze out around his cock and out of his trainer's pussy. He cummed a lot for such a meek little Pokémon.

A couple minutes pass wordlessly, the pair just letting the feelings slowly subside, like the tide going out.

Eventually, Sadie relaxes her legs, relinquishing the Flaaffy betwixt her legs. Neon understands this as time to pull out, and as he does so, his cock leaves her pussy with a wet "Pop", and a little river of cum drips unceremoniously out of Sadie's pussy, running down her butt and onto the bedding below.

"Next time... We'll put some towels down." She sighs. Reaching down and grabbing Neon by the shoulders, she gently pulls him back down to her body, embracing him gently, feeling the lovely, familiar crackle of static electricity against her skin. "Did... did you enjoy that?" She asked, starting to feel a little self-conscious after the act, the weight of the taboo of what they'd just done starting to loom over her.

But Neon paid no mind to it. He lets out a gentle "Flaf." And nuzzles his forehead against Sadie's head, a gesture of affection.

"That's good." She says, trying not to let the slow feeling of guilt wash over her. After it all, she had sexual feelings for Neon now... but the romantic feelings were not there. "This... Do you want to do this again? Later?"

"Flaf." Neon nods.

"Okay." Sadie says, stroking his side. She pauses and looks him in the eyes with a serious expression. "Because... I still mean what I said before."

"Flaa-Fee?"

"We can do this... We can mate, fuck, have fun, everything like that, but..." She holds him gently, locking eyes with a hand under his chin to keep him looking at her. "But only if it's okay with you... That... That I don't love you the way you love me."

Of course, she loves him as much as any good trainer loves their Pokémon, she's just letting him know, reiterating to him that romance is off the table.

There's a strange pause, as Neon parses the information. Understandably, he's a little disappointed: perhaps he thought that having sex would change her mind, but Sadie remained steadfast.

He remembered what she had told him earlier. They can't give each other a family; they'd have to hide everything. And then there's also the worry that they'd lost this special bond that they have now. Neither know how to navigate this situation.

And what she's offering - they'll get to fuck more. It felt incredible, he doesn't want to stop now that he's had a taste of his trainer.

His look of disappointment fades, and he presses his muzzle to her face, giving his trainer another kiss, one she is startled by, but that she reciprocates right away.

Stroking his fur tenderly, she can't help but giggle, "Hehehe... Okay then. Good, I don't want to stop either." she says, giving him a kiss on the forehead. "But for now? How about we get some sleep?"

Neon nuzzles into his trainer and lets out a tender "Flaaf", and snuggles in. They scoot to the side together and throw the covers over themselves, quick to find sleep in such a cozy position together.

**********

It's been a month since their relationship changed. Fuckbuddies. Friends-with-benefits. They're both aware that it's not a typical sexual relationship, least of all because of the fact that they're still Pokémon and Human, but they both got something out of it. Neon got to be intimate with the human he has a crush on, while Sadie has a way of working out her loneliness and sexual frustrations.

Was it a particularly healthy relationship? Maybe. Maybe not. But they were both enjoying it right now, and to them, that was all that mattered.

The bedroom door opened, and Sadie stands in the doorway, wearing her big, heavy jacket and a knit cap. Her shoulders and head are dusted with snow, Winter is in full force now, and it would be a gnarly one. She's shivering slightly as Neon looks up at her, stirring from a nap.

"Flaaa?"

"Yeah... Still snowing." She kicked off her boots and stripped down to her panties and her t-shirt - she kept the temperature of the room warm while she was at school, and Neon definitely appreciated this.

She flops into her desk chair, and spins around a couple times, before looking over at Neon, and patting her thighs a bit. "Hey, wanna blow off some steam?" She asked.

"Flaaffyyy!" He answered enthusiastically. He got up from the bed and leapt into her lap, causing her to grunt as he got comfy, resting his back against her tits.

Sadie cranes her head down and plants a kiss on his forehead, before wheeling them both over to the computer. "Come on, let's watch something first..."

It had all gotten to be so casual between the two. It was almost just part of a routine now. They had fucked almost every day, letting out frustrations with each other, before going downstairs and having dinner. It was just a thing; a thing that neither of them had any intention of stopping anytime soon.

Of course, being the savvy girl that she is, Sadie made sure to cross her t's and dot her i's. As far as she could tell, no-one in her life knew anything about her taboo relationship with Neon. Her father seemed to have no idea this was happening, and they certainly weren't planning on telling him anytime soon - she couldn't bear to have a chat that awkward, not when she still has nightmares about the mortifying chat they had after she had her first period... One of those moments where she really hated her Mom for up and dying like that.

The relationship between Sadie and Neon had almost become trivial. Conventional. Domestic, even. So, last week, Sadie decided to do some research.

She wasn't a very big consumer of porn (Whoever would have thought that porn companies didn't market towards 18-year-old girls?), but she had gotten addicted to Poképhilia stuff pretty quickly. PokéFuckerz.com - a very reliable website for this.

Their research consisted of looking at videos, for ideas on stuff they could do together. Of course - Sadie was a teenager at a public school. She knew about sex. Oral, Vaginal, Anal - all the usual human stuff. But Poképhilia was different; it was novel. And there were things she hadn't thought to try.

The first day she did this research, she found a video with a woman taking her Flaaffy's ball-tipped tail into her asshole. She tried it that night with Neon - though Neon didn't get much out of it, it was life-changing for Sadie; she didn't get it into her ass (not yet, at least), but she used it against her pussy, and the tingles of electricity from his tail-orb were absolutely fantastic.

She also tried some pet play with Neon - she found his old leash and collar from when she'd take him for walks, back when she was a lot younger, and he was still a Mareep. Though, it didn't fit around his neck, she wore it instead. They fucked, but Neon was clearly a little uncomfortable being in charge like that. And so, she's waiting on a larger collar to arrive from some shady online retailer, for Neon to wear instead.

A few days ago, she discovered rimming via a video of a woman servicing her Smeargle. That Smeargle reminded her a lot of Neon, the same kind of bashful, shy, introverted kind of Pokémon, and he seemed to love having his trainer lick his ass and his balls. Neon watched the video with her too, without uttering a single word or vocalisation, but sporting the stiffest erection possible. That sealed it - and shortly after that video ended, she ended up rimming him and teasingly playing with his cock and balls for nearly half an hour, before he got over-stimulated and lightly zapped her tongue.

But right now, they were just looking for something new to try once again. Neon was on his trainer's lap, while her right hand was on the mouse, and her left hand was gently fondling his balls, and teasingly pressing her finger against his ass. Though, nothing in particular was standing out. The website was really pushing this video of some guy and his Vulpix, but she didn't care about any videos with female Pokémon, just males with human women.

Though, this time, the website had something different going on. Banner ads didn't show the usual advertisements for Arcanine Dildos or boner pills - instead they all read the same message: "Go LIVE with PokéFuckerz!", and a little icon of a webcam. And in the top of the website, a little banner that read "Livestreams available NOW!"

Sadie let out a curious "Huh..." and clicked on the link, and it took her to PokéFuckerz.tv - a subsidiary of the website, a place for streaming. Of course, Sadie knew about camshows; people getting their clothes off online for a legion of simps ready to donate. But she never thought that it would be something that would be compatible with Poképhilia porn; it's still taboo, and illegal in some countries, after all. And who would risk going live like that?

But at the same time... it excited her. She had streamed before, as "Sassypants", but she hadn't been doing that as much since she and Neon had started fucking. It got the gears turning in her mind, wondering if she might be able to do that.

She clicked one of the videos; given the nature of the PokéFuckerz brand, it was only natural that the livestreams all featured Poképhilia in some way.

The very first stream showed a thumbnail of a woman and a Lucario, with the title "Lucia and Lucy hangout stream - Donations = Kisses!"

The one right next to that had a very blunt title "Fucking my Pokémon", the thumbnail showing a woman with her chest against her bed, while some kind of orange Pokémon mounted her from behind - either a Growlithe or a Flareon by the looks of things.

There was a fair amount of variety, though not many streams currently online. It must still be quite a new, novel concept. There were a few that were barely Poképhilia videos at all, the least taboo was a woman holding a large Rapidash-dildo, with the title "Testing DittoLOVE Rapidash XL!"

Sadie clicks on the video of the woman and the Lucario, though she isn't really watching it too intently - the stream wasn't very interesting right now, just the girl answering questions posed to her by the chat.

"What do you think, Nee-nee?" She asks, stroking his now-erect cock. The precum coating her hand told her that he was enjoying this a lot.

"F-Flaaa..." He let out a shy bleat, not quite knowing where she was going with this.

The idea was admittedly driving her wild. Doing these sorts of things on camera? She thought she'd be able to do it very, very well. Sure, her gaming streams weren't exactly popping off, but she knew how to set up a stream. She had almost everything she'd need to actually do it, and looking at this Lucario-stream, she knew she could incorporate FAR BETTER production value than whoever "Mistress Lucia" was. The stream was literally just the two on a webcam feed? Where's the overlay? Where's the custom emotes in the chat? Where are the cute little sound effects whenever people donate?

She clicked a different stream, the one with the woman and the Rapidash dildo. Again, just a webcam feed. Then another stream; she was face to face with a woman sucking a Lycanroc, and presumably the Lycanroc's trainer. And again, just the camera feed. "What is this? Don't they know how to stream?" She asked aloud. Her mind turns over and over, sensing an opportunity.

It had sidetracked her completely. Her hand was still on Neon's cock, but the stroking had all but stopped. Neon looked confused, looking back at his trainer, with a concerned expression upon his face. "Flaaaf?"

"It's just..." She sounds exasperated. "Look at these streams, right? This one's got 100 views, people are donating to her, and she's just reading messages and holding a dildo!"

"...Aaffy?"

"I could do better than that! I mean, I don't get many views on my gaming streams, but I put in the effort..." She rubs her Pokemon's belly. "Don't you think that I could do that? That WE could do that?"

"Fl-Flaaf..." He gives a shy, non-committal answer. But he gives her another answer. His cock THROBS.

With a sly inflection in her voice, she digs deeper. "Maybe... Maybe I could play with you on-stream? Show everyone out there how cute you are?~" Her voice is teasing, like it was last month, but he was responding differently.

"Flaaf..." He didn't seem hurt by it, he seemed... needier. Perhaps almost pathetically so.

She started stroking his leaky cock again, ignoring the stream. "Maybe I could lick you... lick your cute little butt like before~" A finger teased his anus as she continues, "And all the people can see how cute you are when you-"

"FLAAAFFFFFYYY!!" He lets out a sharp cry, her finger pushed into his asshole, and almost instantly, he started to cum again, spurting with such force that his ropes of cum splash Sadie's computer monitor and keyboard, soaking her hand. He was panting heavily, as his orgasm came hard and fast.

"Oh wow... Oh wow, you REALLY liked that!" Sadie exclaims after a few moments.

Cock still hard, Neon turns around and starts to kiss his trainer again. She reciprocates, and they make out, his cock leaking the last drops of cum into her shirt.

Though, her heart isn't totally in the kiss right now. She can't take her mind off her idea. And she really believes that Neon will like it...

**********

"Last chance to back out." Sadie says, gently rubbing Neon's shoulders.

"Flaaf." Neon looks up at her, and nods. He seems shy, but he wants to do this, he wants to try.

"Okay good." She says, putting on a black, gothic, venetian mask. "If you want to stop, let me know, okay? Remember, three taps on my thigh."

He's on her lap again, in front of the computer, like they had been last week. They'd fucked every day since then, but whenever Sadie had free time to herself, she was putting together a streaming profile on PokéFuckerz.TV. She re-formatted her streaming setup, made a new layout, got it all prepared.

She took the precautions - removed anything in the background with her name on it, or any identifying details of where she lived, or her school, or anything like that. She had her old mask, from when she tried to get into Cosplay - it didn't cover her whole face, just her eyes and nose mostly, but it was enough to make her look different enough for her to be comfortable. She even installed an audio setting on her stream, that deepened all the audio so her voice wouldn't be easily identifiable.

She even had new names for them both. Her channel name was "ScareBlairXX", Blair was a nice name, easy to remember, and the name was a subtle attempt to try and snag some of those "Goth GF" types. Of course, Neon had a new name too, reserved for on-camera fun: "Bo" - like the nursery rhyme.

She typed up the title of the video "Teasing my Flaaffy" - to the point, and it made her sound like she's done this before - she hasn't of course, but her logical mind demands that she try and seem like a seasoned professional at this.

She takes a deep breath, her cursor hovering over the "Go Live!" button. She gives Neon one last kiss to the forehead, and finally...

She clicks the button.

"ScareBlairXX is now Live!"

TO BE CONTINUED...