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The rain over Goldenrod fell steadily as the various neon signs and street lights began to buzz and flicker on for the evening.

Emily slid into the booth with a heavy sigh, the red vinyl squeaking beneath her damp jeans. It was a corner spot in 'The Slowpoke’s Tail', a dive bar and grill tucked so deep into the underground district that the only light that came out of the place was from the flickering neon sign of a Slowpoke biting its own tail above the kitchen pass. It was the perfect place for the kind of day she had. It was quiet, it smelled like grease and stale beer, and the high-backed wooden partitions meant nobody could really see them, hear them, or ask Emily for an autograph if they did recognise her.

Across the table, Redgie was practically vibrating. He shook the rainwater out of his short, tight curls, his dark skin glowing under the warm amber light of the booth. He looked exhausted, the dark circles under his eyes prominent, but there was a manic, relieved look mixed in with all the other emotions he was likely experiencing.

The two sat quietly, speaking up only to order few beers to help ease the stress of the day. The beers came quickly and before Emily could get hers open Redgie already had his partially turned up, drinking deeply from the bottle before clicking it back on the table with a sigh. “What a day huh?”

Emily didn't answer immediately. She was busy staring intensely at the back of her hand. A thick and angry bruised whelk traced a path from her knuckles, snaking over her wrist and vanishing under the sleeve of her jacket.

"You're still brooding over the rich brat?" Redgie noted, pointing his bottle at her. "He deserved it, Em. You don't Vine Whip a person's hand because you’re having a titty tantrum. He's lucky you didn’t let Noivern eat his stupid ass."

“Ehh I should have, but I figured he learned his lesson well enough as it is.” she says, popping the cap from her beer, watching it fizz. “Besides, for starters it would have hurt Noivern's stomach, also I sort of had more pressing matters at that moment ya know? I was already running late trying to find you, I didn’t know the nurse had already taken you back to the exam room.”

“After doing something like that I would have gladly waited for you to finish the job.” Redgie muttered darkly, but his attention was already on the waitress who had shown up at their table, a woman easily in her fifties with short gray hair and a name tag that read "Marge."

"What can I get you two?" Marge asked, her voice gravelly from what was probably decades of cigarette smoke.

"Two orders of the loaded nachos, two baskets of wings, and throw in an order of mozzarella sticks too please." Emily grumbled, taking a drink from her beer.

Marge raised an eyebrow. "Hungry?"

"We haven't eaten since breakfast," Redgie retorts with a half shrug. "And it's been a very long day."

"Say no more." Marge scribbled on her pad and disappeared back towards the kitchen.

The moment she was out of earshot, Redgie leaned forward, bracing his elbows on the table. "Okay. Start from the beginning. I was in the exam room losing my shit, and next thing I know, you're texting me that you're in a Pokemon battle in the parking lot with some rich kid. What the hell happened?"

Emily groaned and slumped back against the booth. "I don’t know dude there was this kid that was there, I can only assume to get his pokemon detailed for whatever the fuck showing he was going to. I was just walking by him, saw a Serperior and said it was a ‘pretty snake’, just to be silly you know, it was eating a berry in their typical snobby way, but it was still kinda cute. You may have seen them, the kid was wearing all designer clothes, right at the entrance to the Daycare.”

"Vaguely. I was kind of preoccupied with the fact that my baby girl was about to go through…" He made a vague gesture with his hands. "You know, all of that."

"Right. Well, he was showing off obnoxiously, fishing for me to give a better complement than ‘pretty snake’ I don’t know, I don’t know what his game was, but I was trying to get to you, he just kept trying to peacock around me while I was busy looking for you so obviously I was ignoring him, don’t fan the fire ya know." Emily groans, shaking her head as she clenches her jaw. "I was trying to ignore him because I was checking to see if I could text you to ask where you were, next thing I know I got a vine across the back of my hand!"

“Just like that? No provocation or anything, he just got pissed that you weren't paying attention to him?”

“Yeah! And then he started spouting this nonsense about being ‘my better’ and something about respect, I don’t know, at that point I just wanted to bust him in the mouth and be done with it, but he challenged me to a battle… so I was thinking I’d just put him in his place really quick, like a friendly little reminder that just because you have money doesn’t mean you're the biggest fish in the pond.” She says, pausing to take a long draw from her beer.

“I’m surprised you didn’t just call the police, that’s assault, that’s straight up assault with a pokemon, it’s a crime.”

“No way, that would have been way too easy, and at that point I was fuming and just wanted the satisfaction of it.” she says, sitting her drink back down. “I mean yeah I’m retired, that doesn’t mean momma can’t put belt to ass.”

“Alright, alright, keep goin with what happened, I’m eager to hear how this actually played out.”

“Well once he challenged me we took it outside, I mean can’t really just start slugging it out in the daycare, Ms Shelby would have murdered us both, and I didn’t want there to be any property damage.”

“She would have killed you for sure, yeah, like unquestionably, you wouldn’t have even seen it coming, just gone.”

“Once we got to business I got Noivern out, and this… this really pissed me off the most, like the hand thing?” Lifting her hand to show the bruising whelk she gave a simple shrug. “Fine, like I wouldn’t have even cared, but he called my boy a ‘Disgusting creature’ A Disgusting Creature! I swear to god I nearly freaked out. Talk about me all you want, I’m a crude bitch sometimes yeah I know, so what. But there was no reason to go around saying stuff like that about my boy!” she says, slapping the table with her hand, only to wince and yank it up, shaking it and blowing on the whelk.

“Ooo Grrr momma bear, don’t go hurting yourself more… I can only assume that you won because you got a wad of cash from the kid, either that or you’re out here thuggin on the streets now and robbing twelve year-old rich kids.”

“Of course I won, this kid's Serperior was a total joke, and he vastly overestimated its strength, like I’m pretty sure the only battles that thing had ever seen was against paid workers or paid actors. I let him get three good shots in and not a single one made Noivern even flinch, and he took a fuckin Leaf Blade to the skull Redgie! The rich kid even claimed victory before even seeing if his attack had any effect.”

“It didn’t have any effect?”

“I’m telling you Noivern didn’t even flinch from the hit, he may have blinked, maybe.” Taking another drink from her beer she sighs, holding it in both hands as she taps her fingertips along the glass. “The uhh… the point blank Boomburst may have been a bit much on my part I’ll admit, I think I may have rang his bell a little too hard with that one cause the snake was thrown damn near 20 foot and was out like a light. I honestly felt really bad for it. Still kinda do.”

“Yeah I think you may have gone a little too far with that one Em. That kid had no idea who he was dealing with. Did he have any other pokemon or was that it?”

“Yeah, unfortunately that really pretty Typhlosion at the Daycare was his too, but she was getting her fur brushed out at the time by grandma, he swore he would have won if he had her with him… I doubt it… I did threaten to slap the piss out of him if he ever used his pokemon to attack a person again.”

“Rightfully so, hell I would have slapped the shit out of him and then took his money.” he scoffs, giving a half hearted chuckle as he swirled the contents of his bottle around before holding it up to her. “Cheers to putting assholes in their place.”

Clicking her bottle to his Emily gave a faint smirk. “I can always cheers to that.” she says as they tapped their bottles on the table before throwing them back, drinking down the rest of the contents with a wince and a shudder.

Scooting the empty bottles to the side Emily rubbed over her hand a few times, looking back at Redgie who still seemed a little spaced out from the day. "So... how are you feeling? About Daisy?"

The change in Redgie's demeanor was immediate. His smile faltered, as he let his weight sink back into the booth. “I don’t know… Relieved I think? I mostly just feel numb. The procedure was done and everything went well from what I was told, but I wasn’t given any details other than she was really brave for the whole experience… feel like a total chump from not being able to be back there with her for any of that.”

Grimacing at the thought of what did happen back there Emily moved to rest a comforting hand on the back of his. “She was… brave, a little skittish at first until everything got… moving along.”

Not looking entirely convinced, Redgie sat up slowly. “So everything went well in there? There weren't any issues at all?”

Sniffing Emily shook her head slowly, staring at the designs on the wall. “Nope, everything went well, smooth as butter, a perfectly executed procedure that absolutely had no snafu’s involved whatsoever.”

“No complications at all?”

“I-I said no” Emily mutters as she glanced at him. “You spoke with the nurse, if anything had happened in there that needed to be talked about she would have told you about it, so why are you grilling me for details?”

"Em."

"What?!"

"You're doing that thing where you avoid eye contact when you're uncomfortable about something." Redgie said. "What happened in there? Was the procedure okay? Did something go wrong?"

"No! No, nothing went wrong," Emily said quickly. "The procedure was fine like I said. Textbook, actually. The vet said everything went smoothly, and Daisy was really good about the whole thing. She was nervous at first yeah, but once it started, she... she was fine."

"Okay..." Redgie said slowly. "So why do you look like you're about to crawl under the table?"

“I… it was a long day… ok?” she stammered trying to avoid looking at him. “I need another beer.”

“Em, Don’t play games with me about this, I want to know if anything bad happened in that room with Daisy and I want you to tell me right now.” The humor and playful notes in his voice were gone, replaced with a stressful frustration that she could completely understand.

“Redg… I don’t know if you want exactly… all the details of what happened in there.”

“Ahh Shit I knew it, I knew something bad happened in there, Something bad happened right? Was there trouble with the equipment? Was the nurse really weird about it? Did Daisy Cry?!”

“Dude keep your fucking voice down alright! I’ll tell you just… keep it down man, Damn!” Sighing out heavily Emily sat up in the booth to look around the bar to make sure no one was sitting around them before she leaned over the table.

Redgie watched her with baited breath, fidgeting in his seat. “Emily I’m freakin out here.”

Emily finally looked at him, her expression a mix of embarrassment and resignation. "Redgie. Look at me when I say this and understand that I mean every word of it. We are going to talk about this once. In this bar. And then we are burying it, and never speaking of it again. Do you understand?"

“I… uhhh… you’re starting to scare me Em.”

“Do you understand me!?” she hissed under her breath through her teeth.

“A-Alright I-I get it damn, I understand not a word of this leaves the booth, are you finally gonna tell me what happened or not? Did she panic?”

"Panic? No. No, Redgie. 'Panic' is not the word I would use to describe it." Emily rubbed her temples, her face flushing a deep crimson at the thought of what had happened. "She was... enthusiastic."

Redgie tilted his head looking confused "Enthusiastic? Daisy? She’s afraid of her own shadow. She hides behind my legs when the mailman comes."

"Yeah, well, apparently she’s not afraid of the insemination rod," Emily muttered into her glass.

"Emily!" Redgie looked scandalized.

"Listen to me!" she hissed, slapping the table to interrupt whatever he was about to say next. "You weren't in there, Redgie. You ran out of the room and I was trying to be nice and keep her calm and peaceful through the whole… medical… thing."

Redgie nodded slowly, looking uncomfortable. "Right. The medical thing. Okay."

"So, the nurse starts. And usually, Pokémon get tense, right? Maybe a little squirmy?" Emily smiled and nodded only to frown and shake her head as her blush deepened. "Daisy didn't squirm, Redgie. She... engaged."

"Engaged?"

"She grabbed me stupid!" Emily whispered intensely. "With both arms. Like a vice grip. I’m talking a full-on, constrictor-snake bear hug. One arm here,” she paused as she patted her right side. “And the other arm here” she did the same thing with her left side. “And hugged me, I couldn't move. My face was buried in her neck."

Redgie let out a relieved laugh. "Aww! See? She was seeking comfort! She loves you, Em. She was scared and she hugged you. That’s sweet!"

Emily closed her eyes. “Oh… my fucking god you’re stupide. Listen to the tone of my voice. It wasn't a 'scared' hug Redgie. It was a... passionate hug."

Redgie stared at her. The bar was silent except for the low annoying hum of the fluorescent lights. "I... I don't follow."

Clasping her hands together Emily covered her face. “You actually cannot be this oblivious…”

“Em you’re not really making any sense right now.”

“She Fucking Came Dude!” Emily whisper-shouted, flailing her hands about “She fucking busted a fat nut all over that fucking nurse and she had me in a death grip the entire fucking time she was doing it! I’m talking raking claws on my back! I’m talking heavy breathing and panting, and moaning, and groaning, and shaking. I could see over her shoulder cause my face was crammed against the side of her neck, I saw her humpin at god knows what dude, she’s a female, she aint got no penis so I don’t know why the fuck she was doing that, but she was! A-And I don’t.. Guuh.” Emily buried her face in her hands, her voice muffled but hysterical. "I was the bracing post, t-the fucking tree trunk for her own little fling! For like four minutes man! Do you know how long four minutes is in that kind of situation? It’s a really long fucking time!! The nurse was just crouched there under her the whole time like ‘Ooo this is just a ripe old regular Wednesday afternoon for me, doopy-doopy-dooo’, meanwhile I’m trying to hold on for dear life as your two hundred pound fucking dragon was cummin her brians out!!”

Redgie sat in stunned silence. His mouth opened and closed a few times like the words he was trying to say were getting stuck. He looked down at his empty beer, then back at Emily. "My... my Daisy?" he squeaked. "Daisy the Flygon? T-The one who sleeps with a stuffed Teddiursa beside my bed?"

“Yes you dumb shit!” Emily said, surfacing from her hands. Her face was bright red. "When it finally got off she squeezed me so damn hard I think she cracked a rib. I heard a pop in my back, Redgie, I physically heard a pop, my sides are already pretty sore so I’m sure I’ve got bruising, and then she just went limp and slumped all her dead weight on top of me. So now I had to wait for her to finish her little happy time afterglow before she would get off of me. So on top of holding her for her happy time, I was basically there for the cuddle session afterwards… she’s really affectionate after she busts, did you know that? Well I do now."

Redgie looked mortified. He shrank into his jacket, pulling the collar up as if to hide from the truth. "I... I didn't know. I thought she was just... you know... I didn't think she was..." He trailed off, his face turning a shade of beet red that matched Emily's. "Oh god. That’s my little girl. That’s my sweet angel."

"Your well your sweet angel is also a fuckin freak, Redgie." Emily said flatly, signaling the bartender for another round. "A total freak. And she used me as a body pillow for her best afternoon ever."

"I am so sorry…" Redgie whispered, covering his eyes with one hand. "I am so, so sorry. I can never look her in the eye again. Oh god what if I had been in there? What would my mom think?”

"Uh-uh hey you don't say a word of this to anyone." Emily states firmly, pointing a finger at him. "We take this to our graves. But you are buying my drinks for the next month."

Redgie peeked through his fingers, a nervous, hysterical giggle escaping him. "Did... did the nurse even say anything?"

"She said, and I quote, 'stimulation is required sometimes to relax the cervix and stimulate uterine contractions, it helps improve the conception rates, orgasms are completely normal and happen often.'"

Redgie groaned and let his head thunk onto the table. "Oh god."

"Cheer up, dad," Emily said, finally cracking a smile, even if it was a pained and confused smile. She nudged his arm. "At least we know everything is working properly. Maybe a little too properly in her case, like I’m not even that sensitive down there, really surprised me it happened so fast."

"Please," Redgie begged into the table. "Stoooop. I'm embarrassed and traumatized."

"You're traumatized? You’re Embarrassed!? I need a shower, Redgie. I need a shower to wash the shame off of me." She sighs, smiling as another pair of beers arrived for them. “Ahh sweet, thank you.” Popping the cap from the bottle she clinked it against the side of his head. "Here's to the miracle of life. You’re gonna be a dad and surprise surprise, Daisy likes to get off like the rest of us."

“I’m gonna diiie… my baby isn’t a baby anymore… oh gooood” he whines into the table, curling his arms around his head, she couldn’t really tell if he was laughing or crying at this point.

The rest of the visit to the bar was quite aside from the occasional remark on the food and the drinks, and once they had finished eating Redgie held his head in his hands.

“You’re paying right?” Emily asks. “Like you said at the Daycare that you were gonna pay for my food cause I helped your dirty little closet degenerate get pregnant.”

Sighing in frustration Redige shook his head, rubbing his eyes. “Yeah, Yeah that will be fine… I’m still so embarrassed about all that, I’m so sorry Emily… I really do appreciate you for helping her out… apparently there was a lot more involved with it than I thought.”

“Yeah apparently… felt like ‘I’ needed a smoke with how much fun she had.” Emily chuckles, shaking her head as she nudged his foot with hers under the table. “Don’t let it eat at you too much, yeah it’s hard to think that she likes to get her rocks off like everyone else, it’s just one of those things with growing up, she’s been an adult for a while now, adults have urges, hell she’s probably fingerbanged a couple out while you weren't looking or didn’t even notice.”

“I get it… like I know, I may not like it but I’m not so dense as to not understand that.” Fishing out his wallet he slips his card in with the receipt. “Still a hard pill to swallow I guess.”

Nodding she gave a grunt, propping her head up on her hand as she looked over their finished meal. Pulling out her phone to check on the time she sighs. “I’ve gotta be back before too long to get the pokemon fed and stuff before 10.”

“Are you sure everything is alright? You can talk to me if you need to, not gonna judge you or anything for it.” he said as he pressed himself up from the booth.

Sighing Emily rubs the back of her neck as she shakes her head. “I'm not sure… my mind has been a little messed up still and… I don’t know, I really don’t wana bother you with stuff like this.”

“I’ll walk back with you and we can talk, not a lot of people around on the trail at this time of night if you're worried about someone overhearing us or judging you.”

The knot in Emily’s stomach twisted a little as she avoided looking at him, she wasn’t entirely sure that she would even be able to bring it up to him… then again they had been friends since they were seven, if she couldn’t talk to him about it then there wasn’t anyone that she could. “I don’t…”

“Great, just hang on tight and let me pay for this really quick.” Redgie interrupted her before she could finish denying him. Hurrying up to the bar he struck up a conversation with the barkeep, cutting up with him for a moment as he went about paying.

Apparently the decision had been made for her, he wasn’t really one to beat around the bush when it came to figuring out what was wrong with her, nine times out of ten he already knew before she even did.

Pressing the door open to the underground streets Emily listened to the sound of the rain echoing through the large corridors, mixed with the sounds of the muted city and cars passing by on the streets. She was tempted to just start walking back to the Daycare, but she didn’t want to be a jerk.

Leaning against a guardrail she idly looked over her muddy shoes, scraping them against the support for the guard rail to get the mud off.

“There you are, thought you had run off again.” Redgie spoke up, hurrying up the steps beside her to the sidewalk. “I would have ran you down in the streets you know, someone would have called the police saying a little white girl was getting chased down and mugged.” he says, giving her a teasing nudge with his elbow.

“Psh that’s the last thing I need in my life right now.” She gave a weak chuckle, following along beside him as they made their way back around to the main road heading towards route 34.

Emily was rather quiet as they walked, keeping her hands stuffed in her pockets and her gaze mostly on the ground. Her mind was a little bit of a haze at the moment with everything that had happened. Her hand hurt, her back and her sides hurt, a simple day trip had turned into something that she hadn’t expected, in a way it was nice to have things change and liven up in her life, in another she felt almost grossed out and confused about herself.

“You know I’ve been around you enough to know when something is eating at you right?” he asks, walking ahead of her just to turn around, slowing to a stop in front of her. “I can tell it’s something big too. Can we talk about it?”

Rolling her eyes Emily hugged her arms around herself as she stopped walking. “There isn’t much to really talk about Redgie.”

“I beg to disagree… look you’ve been patient with me the past few months stressing out about Daisy’s appointment, and after everything that happened, the good, the bad, and the weird, I’m feeling a little better, you did that for me even though you’ve had your own crap goin on, so let me be the cool supportive friend this time yeah? I mean it’s only fair right?”

He did have a point, however he was clueless about the implications that it could have for her or for anyone that knew her. “I… I don’t know Redgie… it’s not really a good time, like I’ve got work in an hour.”

“Look I’ll help with feeding the pokemon and leave the fences to you, Mr and Ms Shelby shouldn’t have a problem with it so long as it gets done right?” he asks, giving her shoulder a pat as he turns to continue walking. “So spill it, what’s got you all messed up inside? Is it the rich brat? Daisy making a mess of herself?”

“No… well… yeah part of it… the little bastard still has me frustrated… and Daisy was an… experience… but that’s not really everything.” she says, rubbing her hand over the back of her other arm. “I’ve been having these… strange dreams… and urges lately like…” trailing off she shook her head. “I-I don’t know.”

“You’re my best friend Em, my ride or die and partner in crime, you can tell me anything and I aint gonna think any differently of you, but it sounds like it’s something that you need to say just to get it off your chest, so do us both a favor and don’t drag this out man come on.” he says with a scoff.

It felt like the weight in her chest was keeping the words from coming out, she felt her face getting hot and she hated it. “I’m an idiot.”

Redgie paused as he looked back at her. “Uhh… I mean yeah sometimes you are, but Em th-” Whatever joke or teasing gesture he was going to make seemed to stop as he saw the look on her face, the dread and conflict in her eyes.

“After everything that happened with Ty I broke down, shoved everyone away and just focused solely on him for months… he’s my best pokemon and he always protected me and took care of me just like you and mom did, like my other pokemon do. But it was… fuck man.” she sighs, rubbing her hands over her eyes. “It felt like everything had been flipped around, I didn’t think he’d walk again, I didn’t think he’d live through the first week but he pulled through it.” she said as she shook her head. “He pulled through strong, and even when I was more upset about his condition than he was he just…” trailing off she shook her head.

Redgie moved back to stand beside Emily, giving her a little pat on the back. “That’s what our pokemon do for us Em, that’s what we do for them, that’s why we’re partners with them.”

“It’s… different for me… it's been getting different lately and I’m… scared of what that means.” she says as she tries to sway from his touch, only to get pulled back in against his side as Redgie gently took her hand in his. “I don’t know but I think that… the accident fucked up my preception of things… changed something and now I feel things that I probably shouldn’t feel, think about things that I probably shouldn’t think about.”

Walking with Redgie through the rain she shook her head. “One day it just felt like I woke up and my brain had rewired itself, I started to see them differently… him differently I… I feel like an outcast”

“Honey I’m a gay black man living in a world that isn’t as kind as it should be to those who are different, keep on going, say what you need to say.” he spoke softly as he guided her along.

Feeling shaken Emily hung her head. “I-I don’t know Redgie, just one day it just… clicked… when Daisy had her thing I just… knew, it didn’t bother me as much as it should have… I wasn’t grossed out but.. Excited? I-I don’t… I don’t know… I just find them attractive and I… I don’t want to lose anyone and I-I’m scared… I’m really scared Redgie.”

Nodding his head slowly, Redgie pulled her to the side to have a seat at one of the benches along the pathway. It was wet and cold against her butt when she sat down but at that point she didn’t really care, if anything it felt sort of nice.

“I’m gonna tell you something that my older brother told me before he passed away.” he says as he leaned his shoulder against hers to be of some comfort. “In this big world we live in, people like to keep things neat, organized and the like, people in this box, pokemon in that box, with a big red flag between them… but the people who makes the boxes don’t understand that pokemon aren’t just animals, their smart, some even smarter than people, they are curious and capable of consenting to stuff. Now there's a lot of gray area between the two boxes, stories of mingling and videos of it all over the internet, like people know it happens, they know it’s going on, but they choose to look over it thinking ‘that could never be me.’”

Sniffling Emily rubbed a hand over her eyes, slumping back against the wet bench to look up at the street light as it hummed overhead, wincing lightly as Redgie rubbed over her aching back.

“We spend most if not our entire lives with pokemon, some more than others, for a few minutes to entire decades together, only able to rely on each other through some of the roughest situations some people can hardly even imagine, of course people are gonna fall in love, we humans are social creatures that choose who we love mostly by action, sometimes by appearance and genetics. You combined that with adventuring with the same pokemon for nearly 20 years, growing up together, spending every day together, eating and sleeping together, going through the hardest of times and the best of times together… the heart want’s connection, it wants love and acceptance, acknowledgement… how can you not fall in love with someone that does that and more for you every day?”

“I-I don’t know… it’s supposed to be wrong… it’s supposed to be taboo but I… it doesn’t feel like it. I’m just really confused about everything right now.”

“Yeah no shit, you’ve had to deal with a lot of changes all at once, sometimes when we take care of people that we love and care about we end up shouldering all the pain they have… that’s what you did for Ty, you didn’t leave his side for 6 months and did everything to help pull him back up, now he’s able to move and walk around like nothing's happened at all, and he’s got that sweet scar ta boot, you helped him do that.”

“I owe him my life, I owe them all my life not just Ty I… you know how many times that fucking dork has saved my life? How many times he’s ripped victory from the jaws of defeat? He’s given me so much and I just… wanted to give him something back for a change ya know? I-I guess that’s why when I got the news that he’d never use his flames again I just…”

“You felt like you had failed him.” he finishes for her, giving her a side hug. “Emily you… do everything you possibly can to make sure your pokemon are happy, healthy, and feel loved. You sat with Piko in the rain for 12 hours when he was still a mess and hated people so much he was dangerously violent. When Noivern got sick you didn’t leave his room for 2 days straight, had to fight you to go take a shower, stank ass bitch.”

Snerking, Emily chuckles through her tears, shaking her head slowly. “I still don’t feel like I've done enough.”

“You never will… that’s not because you’re a bad person or anything, it’s because you care about them and love them that much. I don’t care if you’re into pokemon, I don’t care if you have dirty thoughts, hell take you a day to try it out, see if you like it, just make sure that you keep yourself and them safe, you’re a grown woman, you can make your own decisions now… also you’re not the first to do it, I swear to god just search up some videos online, you will find things, I promise you it’s not hard.”

Chucking through her tears she sniffles, shaking her head. “That fucking gross Redgie.”

“Bitch it is the truth, you know how much freaky ass shit I’ve seen from typing the word ‘knot’ in my search bar? I was trying to tie up a damn hammock, I saw a Lucario in a completely different way.”

“I’m… surprised you don’t think I’m disgusting or something.” rubbing the tears from her eyes she leans her head against Redgie’s shoulder.

“Naah, I think every trainer struggles with this at least a few times through life, surprised it took you this long to have yours.” Giving her a little sway Redgie looked out over the trail as the rain began to pick up a little. “The point is I’m always gonna be here to help ya out however I can, and that’s not gonna change, shit you helped me come out of the closet to my parents, I’m glad you chose me to come out of the closet on to… You want to sit here for a little bit longer before we head back? I’m staying here with ya so don’t even ask me to leave cause I aint, you’re my friend and I’m not gonna leave you alone right now.”

Leaning against him more she hugged an arm around his back, smiling weakly. “No… I think I want to head back… the last thing I need is to get sick after everything else that has happened.” she says as she pulls from him. “I’m only doing a few passes around the fences tonight. I’m too sore to walk the finance line every few hours.”

“That’s perfectly fine, you were asked to do this last minute and I know they’ll understand… just… don’t become a little deviant now that you’ve discovered some new stuff about yourself, like I’m not kidding about that, don’t let your bravado get you put in the hospital cause a rapidash looked at you just the right way.”

Emily firmly shoved Redgie off of her. “Shut up! Fuck you!” she groans, giving him a middle finger as Redgie bursts into a fit of laughter. “Fucking Asshole!”

“Heheh that’s gonna be you. ‘Owe my pussy, oh my god my asshole’s blown out nooo’” he mocks her, quickly holding his hands up as she begins to smack at him hard. “Ahh Shit Ok! I’m joking, I’m joking!”

“Fucking dick…” she mutters, a weak smile playing at her as she gives his shoulder a light little punch. “You’re a good friend Redgie.”

“You know it… So now that you let the big cat out of the bag you know I’m gonna have questions right?” He asks, smirking as he looks at her. “Like how did this all start, is it something that’s been on a slow boil for a while now or what?”

“I… Well actually it sort of started after you took me to the mall that one day, you know the one that opened up here not too long ago. After my little hissy fit and you dropped me off at home I had a little break down, took a nap just to calm my nerves down and Ty was napping with me… when we got up I… I don’t know, I just… We were having a heart to heart talk and I just kissed him.”

“Heheh, that’s cute. But that’s all it’s been right? Or have you been like giving handies an-” A hard smack to his shoulder cut him off making him chuckle. “Ow! It’s a legitimate question!”

“No nothing like that man damn… The craziest thing that’s happened was a fantasy I was having while trying to take care of myself… the other day.” she trails off, cheeks flushing. “It started out as a guy but it just… turned into something else, like claws on the back, bent over the bed with my neck being bitten kind of… thing, it just sort of shocked me I guess, came out of nowhere.”

“Oh I see, sort of turned on you did it? I mean if I was getting bent over the bed by a dude and I turned out to see another dude there I’d be shocked too. ‘Who are you, where’d the other guy go? Why are you in my ass? Oh god!’” he chuckles, giving her a little nudge.

Shaking her head Emily smiled softly. “That’s nasty dude, I don’t wanna think of you getting your back blown out by some random guy.”

“Yeah well you were talkin about fingerin yourself so touche.” he says leaning back against the bench. “Is it just Ty or”

Shuffling her fingers bashfully Emily shook her head. “No… Noivern too… not sure about Piko, I'm terrified to even talk to him about stuff like that, like I know he trusts me but he isn’t exactly fully tame yet either.”

“Yeah that’s fair… also Noivern? Really? He’s a giant bat.”

“He’s also saved my life a bunch of times and is the sweetest boy ever, the guy treats me as gentle as a flower I’ll have you know.” Emily retorts, shooting him a dirty look.

“Alright I get it, point taken.” he says as he looks up at the cloudy night sky. “Well like I said Em, just be careful with all parties involved and don’t get yourself bit or anything.”

“Yeah no there’s gonna be like a whole discussion and game plan before anything that may possibly happen, like I’m talking hardcore boundaries have to be established and stuff.”

Chuckling he shook his head, pressing himself up from the bench. “Yeah that sounds about right coming from you… lets get going back, once the pokemon are fed I’m probably gonna crash at the pokemon center, I don’t wana be too far from Daisy just in case.”

“Yeah you’re right, their gonna wonder where I am if we don’t get back soon, come on lets go.” Emily mutters, dusting her butt off as she stands. “Thanks again Redgie.”

“Hey it ain’t no big deal, thats what I’m here for Em.” he says, giving her a pat on the back as they continued walking down along the route.

The walk back to the Daycare was a slow one but they arrived just in time for Emily to stop by the storage office to pick up a flashlight and a radio before they split up to handle the tasks. Emily headed out with Noivern to check the fence line while Redgie went to the pokemon housing room to get everyone inside fed.. Everything was rather quiet besides the rain and the rolling thoughts in Emily’s head. Redgie had taken the news well, he was open and honest and it made her feel a little better about her situation, though the thoughts were still a little troubling to her.

“I don’t… think I could actually sleep with one of you guys even if I wanted too… you’re pretty much like family at this point.” Emily muttered aloud to herself as Noivern thumped along behind her. “Like… I don’t know, I never really thought about that sort of thing before now… I don’t go trying to take a gander at your privates or anything like that, I just sorta figured all you guys know how to handle your business and I try to give you the appropriate time and space to do it… don’t even know how ‘you’ would accomplish that with those scary ass claw wing… things… I’m rambling again.” she mutters, shining her flashlight along the fence line as she walks along.

Noivern's face was three shades of red as he followed along behind her, tilting his head with every other obscenity his trainer just started spouting. “Brehmm?” he grumbles, trying to voice his confusion.

“Oh… right you weren't really there for that whole mental breakdown… So don’t get too weirded out by this, but lately I’ve been having fantasies and stuff about pokemon… had one this morning actually when I took a shower, it started out I was getting railed by a human dude but they turned big and fuzzy with sharp claws like really quick.” she mutters as she walks along the fence.

“B-Brehmmerrh!?” Noivern had not expected this to just come out of nowhere and it left him rather red faced as he bashfully continued along after her. “B-Brehh?”

“Might not be the best time to come out and say it but it’s the truth… I think I’m turning to degeneracy… my mother would be both proud of my bravery, but disappointed in my decisions.” She chuckles as he walks, trying not to shine her light into any of the little pokemon sleep boxes as she passes by them, quietly checking over each individual one before she unclips the radio from her coat. “Emily at box 3 and 4, all clear.” she says, hooking it back onto her coat as she continues walking.

“You would probably destroy me, a pokemon your size probably has a pecker like a sledgehammer.” she mutters to herself, stealing a quick glance back at him with a playful smirk.

Noivern squeaked out in embarrassment, covering his wings over his mouth as a disgruntled pokemon noise came from the box as they passed by it. “B-Breehhh!” he squeaks at her, voicing his embarrassment.

“Heheh… I’m sorry… It's been a really long day for me and my filter’s pretty much gone at this point. After that little shit you stomped ran off I was taking care of Daisy, you know, the whole reason we came out here in the first place…” she began to recount the events to her pokemon as she walked, shining the light along the fenceline as she did.

Noivern’s face only got redder and redder the more Emily spoke, leaving him grumbling lightly as he looked around, trying to focus on watching over the fences.

“-feels like I’ve got claw marks in my back, I’m pretty sure Redgie is gonna be up most of the night trying to comprehend what the fuck I just broke down and talkted to him about… fuck I don’t even know if this is all the case, I had a kiss with Ty during a very troubling time, it was a vulnerable moment and understandable, I was dreaming about the kiss and that… turned dirty fast, and technically I’ve only had like one fantasy while awake fingering myself in the shower, This might just all be a big misunderstanding on my part… shit I don’t know anymore.” she groans in frustration.

Noivern was admittedly caught off guard by all of this, offering a nervous chitter. She seemed to be really confused about herself which had him a little worried.

“I’m glad I can talk to you about this kind of stuff… normally I harass Gardevoir about it since she can talk back, but having you around makes me feel safer… is that sexist? I mean it’s not ‘cause you’re a guy but… I think it’s your size? You’re like 6 foot tall… not including your big ass ears.” she chuckles, getting a little grunt from him. “I’m only kidding, you have really cute ears. I remember you like them getting rubbed, maybe if I’m really gentle you’d like some ear rubbies while we settle in for the night?”

Pooching out his cheeks Noivern blushed, he indeed did like the ear rubbies, though it was easier when he was a Noibat and his ears weren't so sensitive to the sounds of her hands rubbing against his ears. Rolling his eyes he nods, he was never going to pass up on ear rubbies.

“Ahh I knew it! You’re only true weakness… well besides ice and… other dragons… fairies… I still don’t get why fairies, sounds like a total cop out to me, but what do I know?” she says, looking up at him before she paused. “Hey Noivern… when we get back to the room I’d like for you to help me out with something.”

As those words left her mouth, Noivern tensed up greatly, looking at her nervously with a heavy swallow. “B-B-Breehhrrr?” he questioned hesitantly, there was no way she was gonna spring this up on him right now right?!

“I need you to look at my back and make sure that I’m not like bleeding from there or anything, like I don’t think she clawed me during her blast off to the fuckin moon, but I was so overwhelmed I never even thought to check, you guys do have some really sharp claws.” she says, looking back at him as he looked visibly shaken. “What?”

Releasing a deep breath he didn’t even realise he was holding, Noivern gave a nervous smile, a nod of his head in agreement, and a little wave at her with his wing tip. As she shrugged and continued along the fence, he hung his head with a heavy exhale.

“Don’t worry buddy, we’re almost done with this, after that we’ll get a nice shower to get warmed up and get some rest.” she says, pulling her phone out to look at the time. It was only around twelve, so they would have more than enough time to get cleaned up.

As they made the last of the rounds Emily turned the flashlight off. “Pretty boring night… it’s getting colder out for sure. Winter’s just around the corner aint it bud?” she asks as she pulls the radio up. “Emily checking in, grounds are clear, gonna call it a night.” she says, turning the radio off.

The walk to the storage office was as quiet as it had been a couple of hours ago, nothing but the soft rain and quiet rustling of the nocturnal pokemon could be heard. Turning in her radio and flashlight to the security guard at the desk she hung her head, rubbing the back of her neck as she closed the door behind her.

“Let’s get washed off and get some sleep, what do you think about that?” she asks as she reaches up to pat him. “We’ve both worked really hard today, had to deal with some bs, but I think it turned out pretty good. Want a shower before we sleep?”

Noivern gave a happy grumble, nodding eagerly. “Breehhrreh” Being wet, cold and muddy was not something that he liked, especially the cold part, so a nice hot hosing sounded perfect for him at that moment. Turning he began to walk back towards the daycare.

“Noivern… let’s use the showers in the back.” she says with a little smile. “You’re a big fellah so washing you in the bathroom is gonna be a mess and a half. They have open shower rooms for the larger pokemon that come through here to get cleaned up. We can use them after hours but we just have to make sure that we don’t leave a mess and rinse the floor off when we’re done.

Tilting his head Noivern turned to follow along after her, normally they never really used those, but she had never steered her wrong before so why not?

The bathhouse for the larger pokemon was inside of a simple stone building with no real windows on the outside of it. Once inside there were various doors with different cubicles for varying sized pokemon to be able to get cleaned up, some of the larger rooms at the end of the building had a garage door built into them for easier access for the pokemon. It was admittedly a little tight for Noivern to get through the doors but with practiced ease he managed to thread himself through with careful twists of his head and larger body.

As the door closed behind them Emily locked the door, pulling the privacy curtain down so no one could look into the room while they used it. There were a series of simple pipes that ran along the top of the shower with varying nozzles that were all already aimed at the center. “It’s just like a big shower, no worries bud, there is a hose over there but it uses hot water, and I think you deserve more of an actual scrub down rather than just a housing.”

Twitching his ears about Noivern trilled happily, clicking his wing claws against the tiled floor excitedly.

Getting the water turned on the cascade or water formed in the center of the room, slowly warming to a steam. “Alright bud, in ya go, gonna grab your body wash out of here. We don’t need much because of the cleaning you got earlier today, buuut I don’t want you to be muddy when you go to sleep.”

He didn’t need to be told twice, slipping under the water he gave a loud trill, sitting on his haunches under the spray as he went about nipping over his wing claws

Setting her bag on the floor Emily began to shuffle around inside, pulling out the scale wash only to pause, crouched there she looked up to the door and then back to Noivern, a little pink tinging her cheeks as she shook her head. “I’m gonna go to jail.” she sighs, pulling out her own body wash as well.

While Noivern happily groomed over himself Emily sat the bottle on one of the benches, pulling her coat off to toss it down, followed by her shirt. Crouching she unfastened her shoes and kicked them off along with her socks. She was half way through unfastening her pants with a grumbling squeak snapped her out of it, making her turn to see Noivern staring at her as if she had grown another head.

“What? Oh you thought you were the only one getting a shower in here? Not a chance dude, I have Daisy cooties all over me, also I’ve not showered yet today and I don’t want to go to bed gross.” she says as she unclasped her bra, tossing it to the bench. Sighing happily she scratched under her breasts, finally free after being cramped up all day was nice.

Noiver’s cheeks turned a soft shade of red as he averted his eyes abruptly, swallowing hard as he blushed. His tail curled and swayed around as he heard Emily shuffling around behind him before the soft taps of her bare feet against the tile approached him.

A hand touched his arm making him jump, looking away from her with a bashful little grunt. “My goodness, 12 years and you’re still as bashful as the day I caught you.” Emily chuckles lightly. “Always the gentleman aren’t we? Well it’s gonna be pretty hard for me to clean you if you keep looking away from me.”

Noivern's blush got a little darker as he felt her hands move up to rest on his cheeks, slowly and gently turning his head back around to look at her.

“It’s ok buddy, I mean I’m just a girl, nothing much different on me compared to the next lady, my boobs aren’t that big but it’s cool, C’s cups are better anyways, they don’t hurt so much after a jog or if you have to move around a lot.” she says, offering him a kind smile as she pats his cheek. “You’ve seen me naked before, it’s nothing new, just here to give you a nice hot shower and get one of my own… that being said how’s my back look?” she asks, turning so show him her back.

Averting his gaze Noivern hesitantly looked over her back. She had claw pricks and scratch whelks there but nothing that was too harmful, the most concerning thing was the faint purple bruising around her sides and partially along her back. Daisy really had squeezed her tight.

“Anything I need to worry about? Scratches, blood… will I get a wicked cool scar?” She chuckles.

Noivern shook his head, offering an embarrassed smile, glancing away from her on occasion, this was really new to him, while she never really outright got upset with him when he had seen her naked in the past he knew humans had strange fixations with wearing clothing and hiding their bodies, he originally thought it had been for warmth or protection seeing as they only had thin skin, though over the years he learned that they had a complex if not strange society that frowned upon nudity.

As a courtesy he had always tried to show her respect by looking away, but something seemed different this time, strange and unknown. It was like she wanted him to see her, besides checking her for injuries or bugs on the rare occasion this had happened before.

Not paying much attention to his deep thought, Emily went about squirting a dollop of scale polish on a hand towel and began carefully washing over his cheeks. “You good there buddy? Still in the room with me or did your mind fly off somewhere?”

Grumbling Noivern motioned to her with a confused if not embarrassed grumble.

“Hmm? We’re taking a shower, what do you expect me to do? Shower with my clothes on?” chuckling, she shakes her head. “Sort of defeats the purpose bud, that’s what washing machines are for, showers are for people and pokemon.”

Relaxing under her touch he slowly closed his eyes. Whatever the case she was trusting him with this and seemed rather relaxed considering the day she’s had.

Carefully cleaning around his muzzle, and his head she pulled him down, face first into her chest to get his speaker like ears.

His body tensed up visibly, the claws on his wings scratching lightly over the floor tiles as his eyes bugged out of his head. Whimpering in her hold he didn’t have much choice but to look at her boobs, turning his gaze up at her with a bashful warble.

“Oh hush ya big baby, they're just boobs. I don’t mind it” she chuckles, though on the inside she was screaming, he was face first in her chest and it quickly brought a warm tightness in her lower stomach. “Can’t help that you’re tall as hell, it's hard to reach these big ass ears of yours.”

Grunting Noivern gave another soft warble, hesitantly relaxing under her touch. This was indeed a little bit awkward but he didn’t try to pull away from her, they were just boobs after all, he honestly didn’t understand them other than they were soft and squishy things on her chest.

“I trust you enough ya know.” Emily spoke up as she gently rubbed along the edges of his ears, carefully washing along the inside. “I mean hell dude we’ve been through a lot together over the years, figured you would have taken the chance to have a peek long before now to be honest, not in a perverted way of course but just out of curiosity.”

He could only respond with an embarrassed grunt, turning his head enough that his cheek was resting against her chest.

“Then again you’ve always been such a kind little gentleman towards me.” she says moving on to his chin and neck, tilting his head up to look at her. “Right?”

Pooching his cheeks out, Noiver's blush softened as he chittered, hesitantly glancing over her form before looking off to the side at the tiled wall.

Humming a light chuckle she shook her head. “That’s a start I suppose, I didn’t think you’d be so bashful, but it’s actually pretty cute ya know? Shows exactly what kind of man you are.” she smiles at him, going about washing along his neck and down to his shoulders.

Feeling along his arm she hums softly, her touch lingering there as she feels along the limb and the connected membrane. Washing along his wing she hummed softly to herself, giving him the occasional glance. He was still trying to be polite, though she would catch him looking over her features, only to promptly avert his gaze when he saw she had noticed.

“Just let me know when you’ve come to terms with your trainer's naked body alright?” She says, making him grunt in embarrassment, holding his wing steady for her as she carefully got around his sharp wing claws.

As she moved over to his other shoulder and wing he seemed to relax more, looking her over a little more boldly, not turning away even when she looked at him. “Not so scary right? I’m still me, only it’s just me with no clothes.”

Grumbling, he relaxed further, letting the tension out of his shoulders. “There we go, no need to be tense, you’ve been tense all day.”

He opened one eye to give her a look that clearly screamed that she was one to talk.

“Hey I’ve been fine mister, I’ve just got… a lot on my mind ya know? Things have been weird for me today, I figured this would be a silly thing to help ease the tension." She motions over herself as she moves behind him, scrubbing the washcloth along his back. “Get myself cleaned up in the process.”

Grumbling he turned his head to watch her, giving her a squint, how in the hell was embarrassing him with her nakedness supposed to ease tension.

“You don’t have to give me the stink eye… I thought it was funny.” she mutters, going about scrubbing along the back of his wings carefully “I wasn’t trying to embarrass you or anything, even though you’re hella cute when you’re embarrassed.”

Snorting, he rolls his eyes, easing himself down on his haunches and folded his wings against his sides once she was done with them. As she began scrubbing over his back he leaned into it, drawing a pleased chitter as she got the back of his ears.

“Heheh, always such a big softy when you’re getting a bath aren't you?” she murmurs, scratching along the back of his ears the way she knew he liked it. “Still acting like this is the greatest luxury in the world even after all this time.”

He clicks his tongue at her in response, poking it out playfully as his tail swayed along the wet tile, bumping up against her leg.

“Easy now, don’t knock me over with that thing.”

Washing down to his hips and along the length of his tail to the spear like tip. “Coming back around buddy.” she says as she finishes, making her way back around him to slap the washcloth against his chest. “Splat!”

Leaning in Noivern gave her face a quick series of licks making her snicker. “Stop that and let me finish washing you off.”

Scrubbing along his chest she couldn’t help but feel along the scales and the strong muscle underneath, the heavy and calm thumping of his heartbeat. “My strong dragon boy, you know bats used to terrify me as a kid right?”

Twitching his ears, Noivern looked down at her with a questioning tilt of his head.

“Oh yeah, I got a Zubat stuck in my hair as a little girl, it freaked me out so bad I swore I would forever hate bats… fastforwards 10 years and I find myself with a cute little Noibat that valiantly comes to my rescue while I’m gallivanting through some random ass cave system in Kalos. Thought I was gonna get my ass eaten by that group of Ariadose.. But you saved me.”

Regarding her with a soft trill Noivern nuzzled the top of her head lightly, tilting his head to the side as she gripped his chest lightly.

“You’ve saved me a lot over the years ya know? I never forgot what you’ve done for me.” Her tone shifted, her amusement had faded and was replaced with a more serene tone.

The strokes of the washcloth paused as she just stood there with him in the shower. Confused, Noivern gives her head another gentle nuzzle and a positive trill.

“It doesn’t… feel like it’s enough… you know?” the words slipped out without her even meaning for them too. “I don’t… think I’ve ever done enough to repay you for all the kindness that you’ve shown me all this time.”

Noivern's look softened as he curled a winged arm around her, carefully pulling her close and up against his chest, holding her there in a cocoon of warmth. Leaning his head over her shoulder he hugged her carefully not wanting to squish him. “Breeehmmm”

Hugging her arms around his neck Emily stayed there, listening to the water as it showered over them. The feelings swirling inside her were mixed, complicated and confusing. She appreciated him deeply and loved him, though there was something else there, something she was sure had always been there that she never paid attention to until now.

Carefully pushing against his chest until he relented in his hug he looked down at her with a happy smile and a trill.

“Close your eyes.”

Blinking, Noivern looked confused with her calm expression and odd request.

“It’s ok, just close them for me… I want to check something.”

Regarding her for a moment he did as she asked, closing his eyes as he settled in. His ears twitched as a minute passed without a response from her, until he felt her palms gently resting against his cheek. A softness he wasn’t expecting pressed against his upper lip between his fangs. Perking up his eyes opened enough to see his trainer placing a soft kiss against him. His cheeks flushed deeply as he tensed a little, though he remained still for her until she pulled back, offering a confused little chitter.

Rubbing the back of her neck Emily looked to be in thought for a moment, giving a deep sigh as she shook her head. “Not the best for kissing… but that’s fine, I think I have a better way to figure things out.”

She was being confused again, he wasn’t entirely sure what she was trying to do with that, but it was clearly an intimate gesture on her part.

Returning to washing over his chest Emily shifted to his stomach, carefully washing over him before crouching to get along his lower stomach and inner thighs. She couldn’t keep beating around the bush like this otherwise it was going to end up keeping her up all night giving her more questions than she had answers for.

As she finished with his legs she focused around the last spot that she had to clean. Bringing the cloth up to his slit she carefully began to rub along the scales there, making Noivern tense up. “Easy buddy, I’m just giving you a wash.”

It was a little more than a simple ‘wash’ as she put it, her touch lingered along the edges of his slit a little longer than she needed too. The scales there were vastly different from the thicker and more denser ones covering his body, these were much smaller and much more flexible, and the heat radiating from them was near feverish, a striking contrast to any other place along his body.

As she carefully washed along his slit she could feel the faint swelling beneath the scales and the rhythmic twitching that the sensations brought on. Glancing up to check on him, Noivern was watching her wide eyed and with probably the darkest blush she had ever seen him have.

“Too much?” she asks as she gives a more firm little rub along the outside of his slit, firm enough to split the scales and show off the deep purple skin tone of his inner flesh. A visible tremble ran up his spine bringing a flustered squeak from him.

The gentle strokes of the washcloth slowly turned more intentional, applying gentle pressure along the outside of the slit with every rub until his slit bulged outwards under her touch

Noivern made a strangled sound, something mixed between a whine and a chirp. His wings tensed up before settling again as his red claws braced against the floor. “B-B-Breeewrr?”

“I’ll be straight with you Noivern… I’ve got a lot on my mind and I’m not the best at problem solving, you know this… and I have a problem I can’t solve on my own so… I need help figuring it out and you’re probably one of the calmest and polite members on my team and I trust you. You’ve always been gentle with me despite being a really strong guy, Ty is a little over eager sometimes and Piko… not sure he’s on the best terms with people mentally yet so that leaves you.” Trailing off Emily nods as she fidgets with the washcloth in her hands “The thing is I don’t just want to do something to you without your consent, that’s sort of a big part of this and I… well… I probably should have asked for that before even doing any of this… Sorry, I-I’ll stop.” she says, pressing herself up.

Swallowing hard he bashfully glanced away from her, though after a few moments of silence and thought he shifted a wing to lightly curl around her as she stood up.

“I’m sorry bud, I’ve only ever been with a few guys so I’m not the best when it comes to pick up lines or wooing someone, I just know the straight forward approach and… a-and…” Emily’s words trailed off, seeing the pointed tip of his penis poking out proudly.

Noivern huffed, glancing down at his peeking tip before looking off to the side. His wing tugged her closer to him as he gave an embarrassed grumble and a faint nod of his head.

“You… you’re ok with it? A-Are You sure? I-I don’t want there to be any kind of regrets between us, I care about you way too much for that or for you to be uncomfortable around me… if it’s too much too soon we’ll just stop here and forget this ever happened, it can be our own little inside joke.” She tried to backpeddle.

Noivern shivered, his wing curling around her a little tighter as he offered her a very shy nod and a pleading glance, as if to ask her to be gentle with him.

She was a little lost for words, if not mentally freaking out about it, that absolutely came out of nowhere, intrusive thoughts were absolutely not her best friend!

“I… I’ll be gentle.” she says, giving his wing a reassuring pat. “Just don’t claw me or anything… a-and let me know at any point i-if it’s uncomfortable for you, you say the word and I’ll stop.”

Looking back down at his growing length she crouched down to be more on level with it. Reaching out hesitantly she touched the very tip with her index finger, making it twitch. It looked like a simple cone sprouting from his slit, a soft shade of purple that got darker the farther down his length it went, the tip itself was smooth as a cone while ridges ran along the underside of his length, raised and textured, all leading to a thick swell at the base.

“God damn buddy…” she whispers softly, carefully running her fingertips along his length, feeling it twitch under her touch. He was big, really big, bigger than she had expected. “Should have brought a ruler or something to measure this.”

Noivern gave a deeply embarrassed whine, shivering as she felt along the smooth top of his erection with one hand while the other carefully felt over every individual ridge along its underside.

He had to have been at least a foot long give or take a few inches, and she could hardly close her hand around his length a third of the way down. The entirety of his length curved slightly as she curled her hands around him, giving a gentle squeeze which in turn made it flex hard upwards towards his stomach.

“Sensitive?” She asks, though the answer was obvious to her at this point, already there was a swell of fluids forming along his tip that dripped down to the wet floor below.

He made a strained chittering sound, a little different compared to his normal vocals, but she found it rather cute admittedly.

She took her time with him, slowly stroking over his length with both hands, stroking it towards her as she glanced up at him to gauge his reactions closely. She took her time memorizing every ridge, every vein along his length, all the way down to the swell at his base. It looked kinda like a knot, though it wasn’t nearly as prompt as a canine's, more smoothed than oval, not that she really knew, but whenever she gave it a gentle squeeze it made him arch his back and buck his hips with a firm grunt.

“Heheh, maybe a little too sensitive down there huh? I’ll keep it up top.” she reassures him, returning to her methodical strokes, merely bracing her hands around his length as she leaned back and forth with her movements.

As his cock flexed in her grip once more she couldn’t help but giggle. “Good boy~” she murmurs, getting another whine of embarrassment from him.

He seemed to be struggling with something, but with what she couldn’t be entirely sure of. Was it his instincts perhaps? Was she making him uncomfortable? Taking a moment to look him over carefully she could see his legs trembling, only giving the faintest little nudges against his own restraint.

“You know you can move right?” she says softly, giving his length a gentle squeeze. “I don’t mind it.”

Noivern gave a faint whimper of protest, shaking his head slowly. He gave her a worried look and the unease was clear in his eyes.

“You’re not gonna hurt me bud” She says, patting the side of his cock with an amused little smile. “After what Daisy did today I think I can handle you thrusting your hips a little bit” she says, offering him a reassuring smile. “I trust you, I’ve always trusted you, so trust me with this ok?”

The unease in his expression didn’t fade much though closing his eyes he braced his wings firmly on the floor around her.

He rolled his hips only once, sliding his length through her grip, pulling them back with a strong tremble, pausing to gauge her reaction.

Biting her lip Emily giggled softly, feeling his length slide through her grip, only to flex hard at the end as he pulled his hips back. “Thats it, take your time, we’ll figure it out together buddy~”

Rolling another thrust into her grip he didn’t pause this time, pulling his hips back before giving another, and another, finding a rhythem of slow and shallow thrusts that dragged his length through her hands. She let him move at his own pace, adjusting her grip to accommodate him while adding a faint twist of her wrist and squeeze at the peek of each stroke.

He didn’t shove himself against her or pick up his speed, he remained methodical, careful, letting his head hang and his eyes close, savoring the feeling of her grip around him.

“I still owe you so much, you know?” She spoke up, watching his cock flex in her grip, not minding the sprinkles of hot pre-cum that stringed along her arm and shoulder, drooling from his tip. “I remember when you jumped off a cliff to save me after I fell over it up in Blackthorn, even though you had a torn muscle in your arm and shoulder from our battle with Clair… not gonna lie, thinking back on it now, that was pretty hot.” she giggles, smiling up at him.

Giving a strained grumble of appreceation between his thrusts his eyes fluttered as he watched her smile, offering a bashful one of his own in return, only to chitter as his hips gave a firm buck.

“Mmmh Hmhmh~ that’s my good boy… I also remember the time in Mt Mortar when a whole section of the caves collapsed in on itself while I had been exploring it. I was stuck in there for nearly a day and a half before I saw your raggedy ass flying around desperately trying to find me.” shehums, pulling one of her hands back to squeeze over the tip, teasing her thumb over his cum slit and smearing the pre-cum gathering there all around his tip, making him tremble all over. “You never stopped looking for me that entire time, no food or sleep, just you being my chivalrous dark knight~”

Panting softly Noivern gave a whine, ears pinning back as he hissed his embarrassed pleasure.

“I owe you so much…” humming she leaned back, getting herself seated on her legs as she looked down the barrel his length. “You’ve given me so much, all I can do now is hope that I can give you something good in return… hold on tight now.”

Licking her lips Emily leaned in, opening her mouth just enough to close her lips around his oozing tip, drawing a blissful and surprised squeak from him.

The taste was a lot stronger than any of the human guys she had ever gotten with, very different too. Her tongue circled around his tip, tasting and tracing over its shape as the whole thing flexed hard, spilling warm pre along her tongue. It wasn’t bitter or slimy, but surprisingly sweet and only a little salty, different from anything she had experienced before. Wild would be the best way to describe it… well that and really messy, not even a minute in her mouth and her tongue was nearly submerged in pre-cum.

Suckling softly over his tip she let the pre spill from the corners of her mouth in slow drips from her chin. She was only able to manage 4 inches before the point of his tip poked against the back of her neck, and while she didn’t really have too much of a gag reflex she didn’t want to overstimulate him too quickly, just having him in her mouth seemed to be shaking him to his core.

Her cheeks dipped inwards as she sucked hard over him while she pulled her head back, relaxing the suction and tightening the grip of her lips as she dipped back down, repeating the process again. Her hands gripped and stroked in time with the motions of her head, tending to what she wasn’t able to fit in her mouth, working to cover as much of his length as she could.

Claws scraped against the tiled floor as Noivern began to shiver, his tongue hanging free as he gave soft little whines and gasps, trying to be as gentle as he could with her as he bucked his hips into the bobs of her head.

Closing her eyes she fell into the motions, focusing on the swell of his length and the panted trills of her partner as she serviced him. In a strange way it felt right to her, to share something so personal with him. She was drawn from her thoughts as Noivern gave a heavy whine.

The sound was something like a broken warble that was as desperate as it was blissful. His whole body jerked and she had to brace a hand against his hip to steady him.

He must have been getting close, that or she was doing a really good job. Smiling internally she bobbed her head faster, tightening her grip around his length with her strokes.

His body began to tremble as he grit his teeth. She could feel the tension in his length growing, the muscles inside getting stiffer as the base bulged and swelled. His heavy breathing grew labored as he gave a long drawn out whine in an attempt to get her attention.

Was he trying to be polite and warn her? Always such a little gentleman, the thought made her giggle around him as she gripped his length, tugging it towards her in a silent gesture of both resistance and reassurance.

Whimpering louder he scooted a wing towards her, offering an almost frantic warning as he tried to pull his hips back.

She remained determined to see this through to the end, once again she gripped his length firmly with both hands this time, tugging it towards her as she pushed down on him as far as she could go, looking up at him to meet his gaze to make her own intentions clear.

His tip poked against the back of her neck, angling down a little past her tonsils as she held her breath, suckling over him as she quickly stroked along his length with her hands.

Snarling he tried to resist, his legs shook and his claws dug hard into the floor tiles, but he was already well past the point of no return. A screech built in his throat, melting into a strained growl as his hips bucked firmly on instinct, shoving his tip and the first inch into her throat, his back arched and his ears pinned back while his tail made an echoing whip like smack against the tiled floor.

Bracing a hand on his hip, she squeezed her eyes shut to prepare for what was next, she thought she was going to be ready for it.

She most definitely was not ready.

The first pulse caught her completely by surprise, his cock bulged as she felt his release rushing up the length of his shaft before it exploded down her throat like a fiery geyser.

She swallowed hard around his tip, managing not to choke as she cleared her airway, only for the second gush to fill it completely once again. Tugging her head back, she only managed to slide him far enough out of her mouth for the next gush of seed to splash hard against the back of her neck and up her sinuses, making her eyes water. She swallowed to clear her throat, sucking in a breath through her nose before the third rush of seed overfilled her mouth, sending ribbons of his cum shooting from the corners of her mouth and nearly out of her nose once again, drizzling from her chin and her jawline in messy globs.

Pulling back from his cock she coughed and hacked, talking the next rope of cum to the face, covering her nose, cheek and chin before she angled him away from her, stroking over his length as she watched the rest of his essence streak along the tiled floor one after the other with every urgent thrust of his hips.

Slowly Noivern sagged back onto his haunches, panting up towards the ceiling with a goofy look of ecstasy plastered all over his face, his face was very red and his tongue was hanging from the corner of his mouth. His cock flexed hard in her grip as his release finally began to taper off to small little sprinkles of clear fluid as it flexed and softened in her grip.

“Holy shit my dude! That was… god damn are you ok!?” Emily laughed between her coughs, still recovering from her force fed meal. “You shot off like a fuckin garden hose! I didn’t know you could do that!”

Groaning out blissfully, Noivern offered her a goofy embarrassed look of pride and complete satisfaction between his labored pants.

Looking over the mess of cum plastered along her chest Emily stood, her knee’s a little sore from all the back and forth motion and being on them for so long. Washing the cum from her face she opened her mouth to catch some water, slosh it around, and spit off to the side before hugging her arms firmly around Noivern's neck.

“How was that buddy? Do you feel a bit better now? I hope so cause you damn near blew your goo out of my nose.” she teases him playfully. Bracing one hand against the back of his head, she rubbed over the side of his neck with the other.

Trilling softly, Noivern let his head sag over her shoulder, hugging his wings around her with a tired and blissful trill.

“Seriously though, is that like… normal for you? Like I don’t think I’ve ever seen a dude squirt that much or that hard before. Like I don’t have much experience with a lot of guys but I’ve got some, and I’ve seen a lot of porn on my phone, and all the dudes I’ve seen squirt only did a little bit, that was a lot more than just a little bit, like that was a fuckin cup and a half or somethin… look at you, my big strong handsome boy shooting out big ‘ol dragon goopies.”

Whining out lazily with embarrassment, Noivern huffs, pulling back enough to lick her face, pressing his head against hers as he fought to catch his breath.

“Such a cuddly boy too… I’m really glad I could help you out buddy… was that ok? Like I didn’t overstep any boundaries or make you feel any kinda icky right?” she asks as she pets his cheeks.

Noivern shook his head, trilling as he gave her affectionate little nuzzles. “Breerwrrr…”

“Good… that’s really good, I’m actually really relieved to hear that.” she hums, holding his head as she listens to his labored breathing slow and calm. His body was still shaking a little but she couldn’t blame him, not after all of that. “Are you able to even take care of yourself buddy? Like… That seemed to have been sitting in there for a while with how much you had… I know guys like to pop off on occasion but… Not exactly sure how you manage that.” she says, reaching up to poke at the red claws at the knuckle of his wing.

Grumbling he gave a bashful nod, blepping out the forked tip of his tongue before it shot out and wrapped around her arm in a firm squeeze.

“Oooh shit! Ok, a little bit of tongue action on yourself? You do have a long ass tongue don’t you? Wish I had that tongue and your flexibility, I’d just have myself a party at home when I’m having a rough day ya know?” she chuckles, patting his shoulder.

His gaze lingered on her for a moment before he pulled back, shifting a little on his hind legs

Smiling Emily began to pull back from him only to bump into his wing, he was holding them stiff, not allowing her to leave. “Hmm? What is it? Not done with cuddles yet?”

There was no answer from him, just a quiet stare as he looked over her form.

“Y-You still with me buddy? I didn’t blow a fuse did I?” she ask’s chuckling softly as she leaned back against his wing, her face was getting a little warm with him just staring at her like that.

He looked more composed than he had any right to be after what she'd just put him through, and she felt a flicker of something unfamiliar in her chest. Admiration? Attraction? Arousal? Fear? Something still simmered low in her belly despite the fact that she'd just had her hand and mouth on him for the better part of half an hour.

"Y-You're staring" she said, a nervous laugh escaping her. "What's going on in that head of yours?"

Noivern didn't answer her, he moved. It happened so fast that Emily barely had time to register the shift as he slipped closer to her, closing the distance between them in two swift steps. His snout pressed against her shoulder gently, tongue dragging a hot, wet stripe up to her neck.

A shiver ran up her spine, making her giggle nervously. “B-Buddy don’t startle me like that… a-and please be careful, I-I’m still really-”

His teeth found the junction of her neck and shoulder, closing with careful, deliberate pressure. Not enough to hurt her or break the skin, but enough to hold her in place.

Emily's hands came up instinctively, pressing against his chest as she gasped in surprise. "N-Noivern!? W-Wait~"

He pushed forward, and she felt herself tipping backward. For a terrifying split second, she thought she was going to slam into the tile, but the soft membrane of his wing held her, cradling her as he lowered her to the ground with surprising tenderness.

"N-Noivern? W-Wha-" She looked up at him, his looming over her, his body shielding her from the warm water showering down over them. She felt a spike of genuine fear and arousal flooding her system as she looked up at him. Had he always been that big? She never had him overtop of her like this before and from where she was laying he looked massive.

His cock bounced softly between his legs, she could see it still oozing from their encounter, not fully hard but definitely enough to dangle menacingly between his legs. It glistened with the leftover cum and saliva, and the sight of it made her stomach clench with renewed want and no small amount of trepidation.

"W-Wait a minute now, h-hold on." She pressed her palms flat against his chest, trying to push him back. "I'm not- I-I can't-"

He made a low sound, almost soothing, and ducked his head to nuzzle against her cheek.

"T-There’s no way y-you’re already getting hard again…" she says, anxiety pushing her voice up an octave higher than normal. "I-I can't take that inside me, Noivern. Y-You’re fucking huge dude I-I-"

Giving an amused trill and what sounded like a laugh he shook his head, clicking his tongue at her in gentle admonishment.

"I-I'm serious buddy! I-I want to, but I'm not ready for-" She gestured vaguely at his cock, which was continuing to dance menacingly between them. "T-That's not happening today."

Noivern made another sound, this one almost amused. Rolling his eyes his wings shifted beneath her, and suddenly she felt herself being lifted effortlessly off the ground, as if she weighed nothing at all to him.

"G-Gaaah! H-Hey!!"

He scooped her up in the cradle of his wings, letting her slide down his arms until her legs draped over his shoulders as she seated herself against his chest. Stepping forwards he pinned her back up against the cold tiles on the wall.

"Oh!" she breathed, suddenly understanding his intentions. "O-Oh… w-warn a girl next time yeah? I-I thought y-you were gonna…"

Grumbling deeply his gaze softened as he looked at her, his wings bracing firmly against the wall as he held her steady. Tilting his head he gave her a little smile through a gentle half lidded gaze.

Swallowing hard Emily looked down the length of her body at him, feeling a twinge of submission in his hold like this. “N-Noivern… y-you don’t… you know you… y-you don’t have to- Gaah!” Her stammered words were cut off as he gave a playful growl, pressing her more up against the wall.

His eyes roamed down the length of her body to her folds, his tongue running along the sharp points of his fangs as he leaned in, gently nuzzling against her inner thigh before the fork of his tongue slipped out, making a show of firmly dragging along her sex, from her entrance up to her clit, swirling the forks playfully over the sensitive little nub.

She felt its texture, the smooth muscle that seemed to go on forever, flexible in ways that no human tongue could ever achieve.

"H-Holy Fuck O-Ok P-Point taken Point Ta-Ahh!~" his tongue pressed inside of her, melting her words into a surprised shout.

Her head fell back against the wall, hands scrambled for purchase against the slick tile. But there was nothing really to grab, nothing to anchor herself to, and she was forced to simply cling to his head as he began to work her over in earnest.

Noivern ate her out like he was savoring a meal, methodical, thorough, completely focused on her pleasure and mapping out the extent of her passage. His tongue traced every crevice, dipped into every crease, explored every sensitive spot with a precision that spoke of his attention to detail. He seemed to know exactly where to touch, exactly how much pressure to apply, exactly when to speed up and when to slow down.

Emily's whole body seized. His tongue went deep, deeper than any tongue had a right to go, deeper than her own fingers had ever reached. She felt him probing her inner walls, the forks of his tongue caressing spots she hadn't even known existed, and when he found them God , when he found them.

"S-Shit… haaah… s-so much… t-too much~"

The words tumbled out incoherently, meaningless pleas that he ignored completely. His tongue thrusted and coiled in and out of her sex, fucking her with a steady, relentless rhythm, and each stroke dragged across a spot inside her back arch off the wall.

Was she close? Shit she was already close, embarrassingly close, and he'd barely even started!

"N-Noivern Wa-Wait… Oh god I… Haaah!!"

He didn't wait. If anything, he doubled down, his tongue curled inside her and pressed up against the top of her passage, dragging viscously across the small ribbing of her G-spot.

Emily came with a cry that echoed off the tiled walls, her thighs clamping around his head tightly, her fingers digging into the tile wall and scratching along the top of his head as she arched her back off the wall. The orgasm crashed through her like an explosive wave, overwhelming in its intensity, and she rode it out with shuddering gasps and broken moans.

It was over in seconds. Embarrassingly quick. Pathetically fast.

She'd barely caught her breath before the shame set in with a long drawn out groan of embarrassed frustration.

"F-Fucking hell…" she gasped, her face burning, her heat pounding in her chest. "I-I’m sorry, that was… so intinse, I-I've never… that was way too fast, I didn't mean to-" she fumbled with her words, trying to catch her breath.

Noivern pulled back just enough to look at her. His muzzle was glistening, plastered with her arousal, his tongue hung out slightly, and his eyes were bright with amusement. Slowly, deliberately, he made a show of running his tongue across his fanged lips, cleaning them with long, slow licks that were absolutely intended to tease her. He even dragged it across his fangs, flashing the sharp points at her in a cocky grin that made her stomach flip.

He looked smug. Insufferably, devastatingly smug.

"Y-You're making fun of me aren't you?!" she shouts, but there was no anger, only embarrassment. "That's not fair! You're really good at this a-and I haven't- n-no one's ever-” her face got rather hot as she scowled, pointing a finger at him. “It's not my fault you have a long ass tongue! How the hell are you so good with that thing anyways!?"

He chittered at her, the sound suspiciously close to laughter.

"Alright fine asshole. Laugh it up. See if I ever suck your dick again for you."

The laughter in his eyes only intensified, because they both knew that was an empty threat. His chitters turned into a soft growl as he opened his mouth, letting his tongue fang free as he dove back into her lap, shoving her back up against the wall.

Emily's protests and playful frustration turned into a blissful yelp as his tongue drove back inside her, picking up exactly where he'd left off. The overwhelming sensations made her hips jerk and twitch, every nerve ending screaming with overstimulation, but he held her firmly in place with his wings and refused to let her escape. Carefully he curled the red claws along his wings up to brace against her shoulders, holding her captive in his embrace as he tended to her.

“Haaah f-fuck… W-Wait I-I just came… y-you can’t just.. N-Noivern.. N-Noivern!!~" her words melted into a blissful whine. He could, and he did.

His tongue coiled deep as he continued his exploration of her canal while it squeezed around his tongue tightly. The tip of it found her cervix, curling around the nub like it was mapping her from the inside out.

"Oh god.." she whimpered. "Please I-I can’t… it’s so much… Fuck!~"

He pulled back enough to focus on her clit again, grinding the flat base of his tongue firmly against her clit while prodding the rest inside of her with a single-minded intensity. His tongues split attention made her shake, the whole impossible length writhing like it had a mind of its own.

Her pleasure built slowly, reluctantly, dragged out of her exhausted body by his sheer persistence and tenacity. She grabbed his head with both hands, her hips grinding against his face of their own accord. The wall was slick against her back, the once cold tile now warm from her pressure against it. It was too much sensation, not enough air, pleasure and overwhelm tangled together in an inseparable knot that rolled through her body and down to the core of her stomach, breaking in a fresh hot wave of ecstasy.

As her body was wracked with her second orgasm she bit her lip hard enough to make it bleed. The sensation was deeper than the first. Less frantic, and more enjoyable, lingering as it rolled through her in waves, each crest leaving her more wrecked than the last.

Noivern didn't stop, despite her trembling and shaking, her quiet whimpers and please, he persisted.

Please~

He kept his mouth on her through the aftershocks of her peek, his tongue still moving, still exploring, still pushing her, dragging her through pleasure that she had never achieved on her own. She tried to tell him she couldn't take any more, tried to form words around the pleasure that was rapidly becoming unbearable, but her voice had abandoned her somewhere around the third orgasm.

Please~

The world dissolved into a haze of sensations. His tongue was inside of her, around her, everywhere all at once. His wings held her suspended, immobile, trapped in the best possible way, razor sharp claws delicacy resting against her shoulders to help keep her steady and trap her in his hungry embrace. His sounds, deep and guttural rumbles of satisfaction, soft clicks of encouragement, the wet noises of his mouth working her over folds.

Please~

She was begging. She realized distantly that she was begging, though for what she couldn't have said. More? Less? For him to stop? For him to keep going? The words blurred together, meaningless sounds that fell from her lips as broken moans and shuttered gasps.

Oh God Please!!~

Another orgasm rolled through her like heated lightning, making her tremble and shake, clawing at the winged arms that held her captive. Another one seemed to melt in with the first making her writhe all the more, covering a hand over her mouth, trying to muffle her screams of estacy. They came in quick succession now, each one blending into the next until she couldn't tell where one ended and another began. Her body jerked and spasmed in his grip, her hips ground and tugged from his mouth, oversensitized to the point of pain, but the pain only sharpened the pleasure into something that twisted deeper.

Time stretched and compressed in equal measure, seconds felt like minutes, minutes felt like hours, the pleasure cresting and receding and cresting again in an endless cycle. She was dimly aware of her body shaking, of the tears in the corners of her eyes, of sounds escaping her that might have been words, that or pleas.

When it finally, finally ebbed, she was utterly spent. Her limbs hung limp against her chest and stomach, her head lolling against the wall breath coming in ragged gasps that seemed to tear at her lungs. She couldn't move, she couldn’t think. She could barely process the sensation of his tongue working slowly against her folds, lapping at the evidence of her pleasure with soft, soothing strokes.

He pulled back slowly, carefully, letting her down from the wall with the same gentleness he'd used to lower her to the floor earlier. His wings cradled her as he settled back on his haunches, bracing her against his chest. She felt the warm press of his body as he wrapped his wings around her, in a protective cocoon of webbing.

Emily couldn't speak, she could barely form a coherent thought as she lay there against his chest, feeling her hands shakily through his water matted fur around his neck, gripping it for some semblance of grounding.

Murring deeply he nuzzles the top of her head, tilting his to the side to focus those soft yellow eyes on her with a questioning trill.

Her first attempt to say something came out as a tired and satisfied groan.

He churred at her, waiting patiently for her to answer..

"Broke me… brain is dead… absolutely… fucking destroyed me…” she managed with a breathless chuckle.

His ears perked up, and she could practically feel the smugness radiating off him.

"Don't… look so pleased with yourself." she huffs, starting to get a little feeling back in her body, enough to give his chest a weak pat of defiance.

He made no move to hide his satisfaction, tongue darting out to lick his lips one more time with a gleeful trill. The gesture was deliberate, he knew exactly what he did.

"I take it back," she mumbled, closing her eyes. "You don't have a magic tongue. Your tongue is dangerous… true weapon of mass destruction. We have to get that thing regulated."

Noivern gave an amused huff against her head, shuffling his wings carefully around her back as he settled in, holding her in a gentle embrace under the cooling water.

Listening to the heavy beat of his heart Emily began to chuckle softly, shaking her head as she pulled back enough to look up at him. “Well… I think I may have my answer now… pretty sure I’ve got a thing for pokemon.”

Smirking the large bat gave a happy trill, giving her head a few affectionate licks. “Breerrm!

“Yeah yeah… you did a good… too good. Can’t feel my fucking legs dude” she chuckles weakly. “How the hell am I supposed to walk all the way back like this? You’re helping me dry off and get dressed… carrying me to the bunk house.”

Blepping out his tongue at her he pressed his muzzle to her head.

Smiling warmly Emily hugged her arms weakly around his neck. “Love you too buddy… come on the water’s getting cold, we can snuggle once we get to bed… I’m gonna fuckin pass out case of you.”

He wasn’t too upset about that, he did a good job, he knew he did a good job, maybe too good of a job, as he began to set her down her legs immediately began to buckle, making him pick her back up with an apologetic smile.