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Dane sat patiently, a notepad and pencil in hand as he jotted down notes about his latest venture about the forest behind Harvey’s farm. He mostly mentioned the different pokemon and the way they took note of him. He couldn't help but get the impression they knew exactly who he was. It didn't make him feel nervous like he did when he told people for the first time. If anything, it would help him get to know them easier.

As he wrote, Alice sat behind him, her ribbons flowing this way and that as she brushed his hair. She had been at it for half an hour or longer, but with days to sleep away as he pleased, Dane made no complaints.

“Vee!” Alice said when she was finished. She continued to pat Danes back through his hair and he smiled back at her, then continued to write. Life was great, really.

Soon afterwards there was a knock, then the door suddenly opened. Harvey stepped inside with his Serperior. Dane looked up from the notepad, not surprised. He smiled and Alice looked over his shoulder to do the same.

“Got a moment?” Harvey said as he stepped into the center of the room, pokegear in his hand.

“Course.” Dane said, closing the notepad and setting it down with his pencil. Alice took her place, climbing over a leg to sit in his lap. “What’s up?”

“Have you been to the Psycorps museum?”

Dane raised a brow. “Psycorps owns a museum?”

“Yessir! It's on the mainland and it's just about what you'd expect of a family-friendly museum, really. Lots of rides for kids, a food court but there's one thing that makes OUR museum different from the rest.”

Harvey passed for a break, but Dane didn't say a word He'd been interested since the first word and hadn't been to a museum in...over a decade. After a moment, Harvey continued.

“In the center of the museum, a base the research lab we have a restored fossil for viewing-- an Aerodactyl. She’s lived there for years, lots of space and food and until about a month ago, she was content with her living arrangements.”

“Was?” Dane figured Harvey would explain, but it made for nice dialogue.” I’m guessing something happened?”

Harvey nodded. “She was set up with a charizard from a former co-owner. He decided to go a different direction with another company in Sinnoh. Of course, his charizard went with him. We tried to set her up with another roommate, but she doesn’t get along with everyone it seems.

Dane raised a brow. “You want me to be her roommate…?.

“Not exactly. She's been rather irritable lately. She doesn't want to come out and meet guests. Still, she's rather cooperative, and we think what she wants is a mate.”

“Ahh!” Dane said, smiling again. “I get it.”

Harvey laughed. “I hope so. We just want to see if she likes you. After that, we can take things slowly if you want. What do you say?”

Dane looked down to his shoes, already tied and ready to go and Harvey followed his gaze. They looked to each other afterwards and traded a knowing glance.

“When do we leave?”

Minutes later, Harvey was on the phone with the museum director and they were on the road. The trip was mostly silent, with Dane sitting in the backseat behind Harvey’s serperior, Lotus, who coiled up in the front seat. They exchanged glances over Harvey’s comments about the museum’s research team and what they expected of him. From the sound of it, they were mostly skeptical but interested in his ‘methods’. More over though, since he was a “free” option that worked for psycorps anyway, so there wasn't much expectation.

“Great.” Dane sighed inwardly. The whole situation left a bitter taste in his mouth at the idea of being a mere “option” for a bunch of men in lab coats and ties. Then again...it's exactly what he signed up for, so he couldn’t complain.

The trip was specked with beautiful mountain side scenery, then that of the busy streets. The museum seemed to be the main attraction. Cars lined up the streets, covering signs detailing parking cost. Harvey drove past the main lot and toward the back of the building. He used a keycard to pass through a guarded gate, then shortly afterward they were parked and on their way.

Alice and the duo parted ways, shortly after entry, meeting up with people wearing lab coats that Harvey called out to. Dane maid the workers no mind as he was sure they did him. Instead, he watched for anything that looked interesting later on.

“The Spyglass is just up ahead. We’ll take an elevator to cut through some unnecessary traffic.”

“The Spyglass?” Dane echoed, groaning inwardly as they passed by large colorful maps of the place. The business division, which they were currently in, was appropriately colored grey.

He and Harvey made their way up into the elevator and upward through the shaft. As they did, Harvey dusted his hands off and looked over.

“The Aerodactyl, her name is Amber, and her den has a peculiar shape, like...the end of a mini telescope. A Spyglass. Amber’s Spyglass.”

Dane blinked. “Huh…”

“You see, it’s a play on a novel in a series called H-”

The large metal elevator growled as it stopped in place. When the doors opened to reveal an oddly blue tinted room, Harvey started forward.

“Another time, let’s go.”

Past one last room filled with computers and equipment, Harvey and Dane climbed a well of stairs. Harvey used his keycard one last time at the door at the top of the stairs then made his way through. A group of six, four men and two women, immediately turned to face them. At the center of the room, the six distinguished individuals exchanged informal greetings with Harvey, then looked to Dane.

One by one, they introduced themselves more formally, starting with their names, then following up with their professions. Though Dane took note of interest, curiosity, or disgust in their voices, he was certain he’d forget their names at some point if it was strictly business. He introduced himself last, smiling just as he did when he first met Lisa. His charisma brought out smiles in most of the group.

“I heard you all already know who I am, so...I guess there’s not much to say.” Dane threw up his hands with a shrug. He managed just enough smiles back to continue smiling himself. “Any questions?”

The professionals looked around, shaking their heads. No one said a word at first, then the group’s accountant, an old grey-haired man dressed like he was going to a funeral with wrinkles and pursed lips cleared his throat.

“Yes, we do.” The man said, looking Dane head to toe, then around at everyone else. He groaned, then looked back to Dane. “I suppose it’s my job to handle the serious stuff, so I’ll be honest with you.”

“I have no problems with you or how you spend your hours before bed, but this exhibit is our biggest attraction and therefore moneymaker.” He tilted his head and smacked his lips. “I’m...sure you understand, but if this is not a task you’re certain you can handle, it’s best to simply say so now. Time is money, after all.”

Dane looked around to find the expressions mostly lukewarm. They looked to him in silence, waiting for his response. After a few seconds, he nodded.

“I understand. I can’t promise she’ll like me of course, but I’ll just say that...I’ll do my best?”

The accountant examined Dane’s face for a moment, then nodded back, much to the relief of the room. Afterwards, the regional coordinator, a woman wearing a red ball cap broke away from the group toward a small corridor before flagging Dane down.

“Well? Let’s get going then, huh?”

Dane followed the short stocky woman down the corridor and much to Dane’s relief, past a single sign pointing forward with a label that read “SPYGLASS1.”

“Sorry about that, I hope you don’t feel any pressure. Rey can be pretty intense, but it’s not always like this.”

Dane smiled, “It was a little sudden, but it’s alright, I understand.”

At the end of the corridor was an escalator leading upward toward what appeared to be outside, but upon further inspection, Dane could see a dome high above him. They stepped toward the base of the escalator. At the bottom, sounds of footsteps filled the hallway until three more professionals from the group joined the coordinator, each of them smiling to Dane before they all stepped up onto the automatic stairs.

“So, I guess Harvey told you a bit about Amber, right?” The coordinator said, turning to the side to face Dane.

“Yeah, a little.” He chuckled.

The woman and her colleagues looked and back and forth between each other before chuckling warmly.

“We’ve told her about you too, you know.” A man said. “Of course, we can’t be sure exactly how much she understands, but she seemed to understand when we introduced her to other pokemon.”

Dane rubbed the back of his head. “I hope it’s been good things.”

“Mostly...it’s been just what we’ve heard-”

“Which is rather impressive, I’d like to add.”

The two men looked to each other, then to Dane and they all laughed. As they neared the light at the end of the tunnel, one of the men reached into his pocket and lifted out a small velvet pouch. He held it out toward Dane, who took it without question, then lifted it up to squint at it. When they had reached the top Dane dropped the contents into his hand to find what appeared to be at least a dozen small metallic googly eyes.

“Uhh…”

“Cameras.” the archeologist said. “You can stick them to just about anything and they’ll record whatever they’re looking at. Darkness, blinding light, above ground, below ground, in ice or in water, you’ll feel like you’re right there when seeing through these babies.”

The group of five made their way forward, half of them taking deep breaths of fresh air while Dane continued to stare at the cameras. He trembled at the idea of being watched all over in HD before returning the little gadgets to the bag to catch up with the others. Along the way, he couldn’t help but marvel at the sheer size of the the Spyglass, the real trees and mountain-like structures stacked high and specked about. In the center of the cylindrical structure stood a tower of rock and metal, and at that tower’s very top was the outline of Amber’s nest.

“Whoa…” Dane mumbled under his breath. He lifted an arm to block the sun as he continued with the researchers to a small platform where an array of items were set out. In no particular order, snacks of meat and berries were spread amongst sex toys, for humans and pokemon, and different brands of lubricant.

Dane squinted as he stepped up to the table, then he looked over to the researchers with a raised brow. The archeologist stepped up to Dane’s side and offered a hand.

“Options and refreshments. Take as much as you like.”

“Oh!” Dane looked from the archeologist to the table, then stepped up to ponder the selection. He felt odd, having recognized all of the different brands and toys, but he said nothing as he reached out for a platter of meats, which he was sure Amber would want. As he pulled the plate toward himself, the hairs on the back of his neck stood on end and he paused. He recognized the feeling of being watched anywhere, and before saying a word, he looked upward to the tower.

The researchers followed his gaze before one of them chuckled.

“Here she comes,” the archeologist said as Amber stepped up to the edge of her nest with wings spread. A moment later she was gone from the nest, having become a blur in a spiraling dive toward the ground.

At the last second, Amber straightened out and took off toward the group. With a few flaps of her wings, she slowed significantly before descending and landing on the table, her digits peculiarly placed to not knock over or crush anything.

“Whoa…” Dane said as he looked up to her eyes, taking in every detail of her body along the way. Amber certainly wasn’t the first aerodactyl he’d ever seen, but she was certainly the most impressive. She stood tall and strong, her body plump and her eyes viciously focused on him. He only smiled as he reached up and offered his palm to her.

Amber reached far past his palm and sniffed the side of his face. She paused for a moment and blinked, then leaned even further forward, pressing her snout against him.

“Ah!” Dane gasped, lifting his hands to the warm, undersides of her oddly soft body. He slowly felt around as he sniffed, pressing his digits into her tough skin, groping and feeling about. All the while, Amber had taken to his flavor, slipping open her mouth to run her tongue along the side of his face and up his neck.

The researchers watched with “oohs” and “ahhs” and one of them took a notepad from his pocket to jot something down. Dane paid them no mind, and it seemed Amber didn’t either as she began to nip at the collar of his shirt. She opened her mouth wide and began to close it on Dane’s shoulder until one of the researchers leaned forward and threw out a hand.

“A-Ah…!” The man called out, but when Dane and Amber simply ignored him, he looked back to his team and lowered his hand.

From there, he watched Dane and Amber inspect and feel each other. It was an oddly trained gesture, each touch and lick preceded by subtle nods or tail flicks. One moment led to another, and before long, Dane’s palms were pressed firmly against Amber’s plump body and her tongue was halfway down his throat. Dane fought the urge to gasp, gripping Amber as he leaned forward against her. Their gaze met in a way that it seemed everyone in the room was familiar with and as Dane lifted his hands to unbutton his shirt, one of the researchers cleared their throat.

“D-Dane.”

He looked back, Amber’s tongue hanging halfway out of his mouth. Two of the researchers already looked like darmanitan in the face. Another face, the Archeologist’s, grew red as he pulled Amber’s tongue from his throat, then his mouth.

“Oh my…” She said, waving a hand in front of her face. “Perhaps you’d like a little privacy?”

“Ah…” Dane looked over, almost as though he’d totally forgotten where he was, then he looked to the table at the assortment of goods for his and Amber’s pleasure.

Amber followed his gaze then stepped off of the table. She watched as Dane quickly collected a number of items from the table. He skipped over anything sex-related minus a large bottle of lube and a few packs of condoms, then he snatched a tray of fruit and piled it high with meat and nuts. Amber noted which of the meats and berries she liked best with her snout and Dane took those as well. Afterward, they didn’t wait. Dane looked back to the party and nodded, the climbed onto Amber’s back.

“And they’re off,” one of the researchers said as Dane and Amber took off toward the nest.

Dane didn’t mind the heights, but the idea of falling certainly ran through his mind once or twice. The higher they climbed, the harder the fall would be, but before he knew it, Amber began to slow. When she had stopped, placing Dane over the nest, she dropped him on a large soft patch of stone in the center of it.

He landed with a soft grunt and a chuckle, falling down to a knee afterward. Amber circled the nest before landing at Dane’s side. Amber lowered her claws and folded her wings behind her. She and Dane traded content expressions, then Dane looked about the nest.

“How’s it look up there?” Right on time, Dane’s gear buzzed before the archeologist’s voice played through. Dane jumped from the sudden sound before looking down to his gear.

“Cozy.” He answered, then lowered the sound on his gear and returned his attention to the nest. Just as he had guessed, it was rather spacious, looking exactly like a real nest at the top of a mountain. Leaves and furs that were normally soft spots in a real nest were replaced with flaky, leathery cushions and warmed palates of woven hay. The walls and center of the nest looked like stone but felt oddly weightless and warm to the touch.

The natural brightness of the sun overhead and the peaks of trees and faux mountains seemed to tie everything together. Dane stepped up to the edge, peering as far out as he could.

“Hi, Dane.” One of them said, waving, and he waved back before returning to Amber’s side.

She met him with an oddly inquisitive gaze and a tilt of her head. She leaned forward and without an ounce of hesitation, she poked her snout against his neck and took a deep breath of his scent. Suddenly, his gear buzzed.

“What was that?”

“Hold…on!”

“Dane, those cameras will stick to any surfaces. We’d…” there was a slight pause, but no static. “Just wanted to remind you.”

Dane and Amber looked down at the velvet sack, then Amber stepped back to place the little black dots. There were quite a few, so Dane was sure not to miss a spot. When he was finished, he looked back to admire his work with mixed feelings.

“How’s that?”

“Perfect.” They’re all on and can be controlled through your gear, though I’m sure you won’t have time to fidget with them, heh.”

Dane looked down to his gear and found the app that controlled the cameras. He flipped through the numerous options that controlled quality, focus, and even glare control of each lens. After a minute his eyes lit up as he found the legendary camouflage control for the cameras. With a press of a button. The cameras slowly shifted from black to an off-earthy brown to match the rest of the nest.

He returned to Amber once more and turned off the screen to his pokegear, then tossed it aside. Amber was just as quick to return to the action, facing Dane and biting into his shirt. She lifted it up and Dane threw up his arms to assist before she tossed it aside.

Dane immediate went for his pants and Amber lowered her head to help. They too were shed, then his boxers, to leave him just as naked as she was. Amber inspected him for a long while, appraising him on some incomprehensible scale as Dane stood. Finally, she stopped to stare at his limp manhood. After some time, she simply turned away.

Dane raised a brow as he watched her walk to the edge of the nest where she pressed her claws to the edge and leaned forward. Amber lifted her tail into the air and without question, Dane followed.

“Whoa…” He said as he dropped to a knee. He licked his lips at the sight of Amber’s split and pucker before taking hold of her tail. As he leaned forward, his pokegear buzzed, then came the voices.

“Everything alright, Dane?”

He stopped to look down at the gear, bothered. “Yeah.”

With a flick of his wrist, he tossed the pokegear to the side. He didn’t have any plan on looking at it anymore. He wanted them to know. Like clockwork, Dane reached up and spread Amber’s cheeks, then pressed his tongue against her asshole. She gasped and a number of voices from the other end of the gear did as well. “There’s just a lot of ass here.”

Amber lifted her tail higher, curiously looking back toward Dane until the sensation came again. Pleasure spiderwebbed through her body as Dane’s tongue penetrated her. She threw back her head and loosed a roar that echoed about the spyglass. Dane chuckled, then with a lick of his lips, he delved even deeper.

The aerodactyl threw her hips backward, screeching triumphantly as she flapped her wings. She grinded her hips backward against Dane’s face, filling her mouth with her taste as pussy juice began to trickle from her sex. Dark lines of pleasure ran down to her feet, where it pooled beneath her.

Amber excitedly raised a foot and dropped it to the nest. Her pleasure spattered Dane’s face, but he didn’t slow or stop. Instead, he tilted his head back and thrust his tongue faster and harder. Amber’s body couldn’t help but clench and throb, and tighten, giving subtle clues to her oncoming release.

Feral and prehistoric pants grew deeper and faster, complimenting Dane’s efforts. All the while, the cameras watched and listened; some of them records and others snapped photos too quickly or quietly to notice.

Amber shut her eyes and braced herself on shaky legs, then she took a breath and released a triumphant roar. As she fought Dane in a desperate attempt to prolong her orgasm, he brought his free hand between her legs. He grinned, then stuffed two fingers deep into her slit.

Amber gasped and flailed her wings in surprise, as she gripped his fingers tight inside of her. In a fit of ecstasy, she stomped in place and lifted her head. Moments later, her orgasm, hot and thick, spilled over Dane’s hand and down her thighs. She sat back hard against Dane’s face and fingers and loosed another earsplitting screech to the heavens.

Dane grunted, gently biting his tongue. He leaned forward as a gentle ring echoed in his ears. The sound was quickly over taken by loud, excited panting, then the weight of Amber’s ass lifted from Dane’s face. As he pulled back, Amber stood straight up, looking back over her shoulder as Dane smacked his lips. He returned her gaze with a dirty grin and joined her on his feet. She shook her rump from side to side, coiling her tail around his waist as he stepped forward.

“Amber…” Dane said with a light, airy voice. He gently rubbed her hips, then pulled back to give her rump a hard smack.

“R-Ragh!?” She answered with a spark in her eyes. A sudden trail of smoke rose from her nose before disappearing above her.

“I am going to fuck you up,” Dane said in a cheerful tone, then he lifted her tail and stuffed her ass with his thumb. Amber leaned back against him, gasping, then he plunged his rock hard cock inside of her.

Amber lifted a leg and sucked in a breath as he thrust forward, mashing her body against the side of the nest. Her pussy kneaded and clenched about his length, but before long he pulled back again. Dane gripped Amber’s hips and braced himself behind her with a grin, finding his groove in a matter of moments. She moaned out from time to time, gripping the side of her nest as Dane smacked her ass.

“That’s right!” He said through clenched teeth, waiting for the jiggle of her ass to stop before he smacked it again.

He pounded away, with special consideration to that rock-typing that made her kind so durable. All the while, Amber turned her head this way and that is she took every inch of Dane’s cock. Pussy juice and precum tricked down her inner thighs and she stomped a foot, splashing it onto Dane’s legs.

Dane continued to throw his hips forward, smacking his body against hers as his breaths grew shorter and faster. He relished in the feel of her pussy, the way she clenched around his cock, grinning from ear to ear all the while.

All the while, Amber threw her head this way and that, her pants turned half-screeches. Every time she sucked in a breath he took it away, leaving her to gasp with every thrust. She looked back, her eyes glazed over and mouth ajar, hungrier than she’d ever been before.

Dane curled his toes and grit his teeth as pleasure surged through him. He leaned forward, his hands pressed hard into Amber’s hips, gripping her tight.

“Take it…! Take it!” He chanted to himself, and Amber merrily obliged, throwing herself back with his thrusts.

Amber faced forward and lifted her head to the heavens, basking in the light with her jaw dropped. She clenched and tightened, kneading his cock with her insides. Every inch of her body begged for a sweet release, and Dane was more than determined to give it to her.

“A-Amber! I’m…!” Dane said through clenched teeth.

Moments later, in a sudden burst, he began to unload himself deep inside Amber with a powerful roar. Amber’s voice followed shortly afterward, and she joined him in ecstasy, flapping her wings as her orgasm rushed outward, squirting over his cock and spilling down his leg.

“U-Unngh!” He groaned out over the cacophony of sound and static.

One load at a time, he filled Amber’s slit with his essence. Each spurt of cum came with a powerful thrust and the audible smack of his body against hers. He let out one final moan as his sticky white jizz oozed from her sex and down her leg. Afterward, he slowed to a stop.

Trails of smoke rose from Amber’s nostrils as she too fell nearly still, panting.

“Raagh!!” Amber crowed with another small flap of her wings. She looked her shoulder over to Dane, who smirked back, then smacked her ass.

“Good work, Dane. I-“

As the researchers spoke over the static of the gear, Dane relieved Amber of his shaft. He slowly pulled back, roughly gripping her shoulders as his glistening cock came free. Amber clenched her teeth and let her tongue hang out of her mouth, then she caught sight of Dane’s rock-hard, throbbing cock and began to wag the tip of her tail.

“Round 2?” Dane said as he lifted a palm to Amber’s cheek.

The rock-type growled in affirmation, lowering her head as he guided it downward. She pressed the tip of her snout to the head of his cock, deeply breathing in the scent of his manhood.

“Open wide for the audience,” Dane shot a look over his shoulder at a particular patch of cameras.

Amber obliged without question, falling to her fours before him. She opened her mouth wide, then lowered his over Dane’s cock, gently whipping about her tongue to taste his shaft. She coiled her tongue about it and began to stroke his length. Dane shut his eyes and brought both hands to her snout and she closed it.

“A-Ah! Careful, Dane! Those..!”

“Relax…” Dane whispered back, thrusting his hips as Amber bobbed her head. He sucked his teeth, all too conscious of the ones in her mouth. He couldn’t fight the chill that ran down his spine whenever his cock met the sharp tips of her teeth, but he didn’t waver or stutter

Amber continued to slurp and suck, her tail wagging behind her the whole time. With each nod, she gulped down globule after globule of precum. Over the gear, the men and women expressed concern, but neither Dane nor Amber paid them any mind. Dane’s legs trembled beneath him as Amber worked his shaft with insatiable lust.

“A-Almost!” Dane grunted through gritted teeth. He gripped the side of Amber’s head with trained strength. He took hold of the base of his cock with his other hand, then with another bellow, he unloaded himself into Amber’s mouth.

She grunted, her eyes going wide at that first splurt against the back of her throat. She turned her head and flicked her tongue, spraying the sticky white mess all over her mouth. There was still so much!

Amber opened her mouth and spread her wings, gasping as the rest of Dane jerked his hips and spurt even more of it. Three thick lines caught the edge of her snout and her belly before dripping down to the ground.

Dane gasped before falling down to his butt, his expression painted between strained and ready-for-more. His cock told a similar story, starting to go flaccid, but not entirely. As he raised a hand to his sweaty chest, Amber prowled toward him before jumping onto his lap.

“A-Ack!” Dane yelped out, and Amber sprawled out atop him, fidgeting about on top of him until they were both comfortable. For a long time after that, they were content to simply sit and stare into each other’s eyes.

“A-ah, Dane…” Came a shaky voice from the gear.

“…Yeah?”

There was a pause and mumbling over the other end, then another voice answered.

“It’s nothing. We trust you know your way around the spyglass, so we’ll be going back to work as well.”

Dane chuckled but said nothing as he stroked the side of Amber’s massive jaw.

“Do you need anything else before we go?”

Amber looked over to the gear, then back at Dane. He began to grin as he lowered his hand, sliding his palm down her body.

“Nope, I think we’ll be just fine.”