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The thing about being a human without Pokémon was that spending time in the wild could be risky. As a general rule, Pokémon didn’t attack humans that didn’t have Pokémon to guard them, they had rules about that sort of thing. But in every batch, there were those that didn’t always follow the rules, or pushed them to the very limit. So while it wasn’t as dangerous as some might have said, it was still chancy.

Gil had been lucky so far. But that luck was about to end.

A writer by trade, Gil had never felt like being a Pokémon trainer even in the most casual sense. He simply didn’t do enough to feel like he’d give one a good life, and even if he did, something about the whole set-up just didn’t sit right with him. So he just did his own thing, and usually it wasn’t a problem. The only real risk was when he went for long walks in the forest outside of town to try to clear his thoughts and get some inspiration. And aside from noises and the occasional wild Pokémon playing in the brush a long ways away from the path, things were typically quiet.

Today, though, as he strolled along the path, he heard a deep growl that shook him to his core. Turning his head, there was a large dark mass in the bushes, with bright piercing eyes that carried a vicious anger behind them. Gil’s heart quickened as he registered what it was - a Mightyena, probably the most temperamental Pokémon in these woods. They usually stayed well away from the paths, but clearly this one didn’t get that memo…

“Hey...I’m just walking here...I haven’t done anything to you…” he tried to raise his arms in a peaceful gesture, but the Mightyena’s response was not promising, its growls increasing in intensity. Gil certainly didn’t want a confrontation, so he decided on another tactic, leaving the path and walking backwards as he kept his eyes locked on the Mightyena, getting into unfamiliar territory to try to put distance between him and the aggressor. But the Mightyena simply moved towards him, never letting Gil get too far away, almost like it was herding him into something. Which it might have been - Mightyenas were sometimes solitary and sometimes pack animals, so maybe this one had buddies that were laying in wait.

But what could he do? He didn’t have the strength or ability to win a fight with a Pokémon like this...all he could do was try to keep his distance and hope he was lucky. It wasn’t a super dense forest and he wasn’t terribly worried about getting lost, rather the concern was that the Mightyena wasn’t the only one interested in giving him hell…

He bumped back-first into a tree, and nearly stumbled forward. Caught off-guard, he dropped his more defensive posture as he scrambled to regain his balance, and saw the Mightyena rearing down, getting ready to pounce. “W-wait! Stop!” he managed to get out, his cry high-pitched and panicky, not holding out much hope that it would change things…

Suddenly the Mightyena was tackled from the side, just before it could pounce on Gil. There was a sudden blur of fur, in black and white, and a cacophony of growls, hisses, yelps, and yowls. Gil scrambled out of the way, taking cover behind the tree as the fight raged, and then rapidly ended as the Mightyena bounded off, leaving only Gil’s rescuer, a Zangoose that was breathing rather heavily after the fight. Thankfully he didn’t look wounded. “Phew...you okay?”

“I...yes, I am...thank you…” Gil moved out from behind the tree; just hearing the Zangoose speak to him convinced him that he wasn’t planning on taking the place of the other Pokémon as a tormentor. “I was so scared...I thought it might be the end for me. Did I do something wrong? I was just walking…”

“Nah...not your fault. Ugh. Cyker’s a troublemaker, he keeps getting into all sorts of nasty herbs and stuff and tweaking out...we keep telling him he’s going to really hurt someone someday but he acts like a little bitch about it.” The Zangoose shook his head. “He knows he’s on thin ice, might be kicked out of the forest...anyway, I’m Razz.”

“Oh, uh, Gil. Nice to meet you, Razz...especially at that time. You saved my bacon. I really owe you one.”

“Ah, it’s no big deal. I mean, you’re clearly not a trainer so it’s supposed to be our duty to make sure no one starts hunting you down anyway. Attacking’s only supposed to be if we’re testing potential trainers or defending ourselves.”

Gil nodded, smiling. “Yeah, I guess, but still. I don’t know what would’ve happened...if you wanted something in return, anything I could do I’d be willing to try to help out with.”

Razz rubbed his chin thoughtfully. “Well, if you’re offering...there is something I wouldn’t mind getting some help with.”

“Absolutely!” Gil thought a moment, and then backtracked slightly. “Well, if I can. I mean, I don’t want to make crazy promises about something I might not be able to offer, but I’d certainly like to try.”

“Okay...well, if you think it’s possible you could, I’d kinda like some help getting a partner. Ah, you know, for mating and such.”

That wasn’t what the human was expecting. “Huh? A...lover? Or I guess fuckbuddy? I mean...I wouldn’t have thought you’d have much trouble getting one on your own...I thought Pokémon were a lot freer about that.”

“They are, but...well, okay, I guess I need to get it all out there, then you’ll understand. It’s like this...I have a particular kink that doesn’t exactly make everyone comfortable, even among Pokémon.” Razz snickered a bit. “Yeah, it’s a bit unusual for you to hear, I’m sure, but it’s the truth.”

“No kidding, but I guess there’s gotta be stuff that even Pokémon wouldn’t like. What is it?”

“It’s, ah, a draining thing. Basically, I learned Giga Drain so that I could...modify it a bit. It would...uh...hell, I might just as well say it. Essentially it’s sucking the maleness right out of a Pokémon, so that I grow bigger, get better hung, and am a lot stronger while I’m in that state, and the other guy gets smaller and weaker and gets saddled with a pussy rather than a dick. I know it’s a weird one, but there’s nothing like beating a guy and then ramping up your own superiority by taking what they have and using it on them.”

Gil couldn’t say he had ever considered THAT before. Not that he would have - in what world was that a normal thing to think about? “It’s definitely odd. Though, I guess I’ve heard of more bizarre things…” That might have been a matter of definition, what he had heard of was out there but could be argued as less out there than Razz’s kink. “But, it sounded like you do that on your own anyway...where would I come in?”

Razz nodded. “Yeah, sometimes, but that’s the thing...it’s always something I can only get by actually making a deal that I can do it if I win. Which means if I LOSE, I have to do something THEY want, and that’s gotten me into some unpleasant situations. And even if I do win...it’s fun, being so powerful and in control, but I’ve always wanted to do it with a willing partner. Someone who lets me take it without a fight and really gets into it, and loves being turned that way. Someone I could turn and play with at a moment’s notice, or have them take other Pokémon while I watch, and they’d enjoy it all the same. And that’s been surprisingly hard to find. I would’ve thought at least one Pokémon out there would want that sort of thing...well, I mean, there probably is, but it’s not out in the there I know. Maybe it’s just this forest, the Pokémon are usually a bit more...straightlaced, I guess?”

“And so...you’d be asking me to help find someone who would go along with that sort of thing willingly?” queried Gil.

Razz nodded. “Yeah. I’ve heard that domestic Pokémon tend to be, uh, kinkier than wild ones, because they see stuff from human media and such that’s weirder and so they’re more game for stuff like this. Or hell, even a human...I’ve never done it with a human before, but I sure wouldn’t mind if they didn’t. If it was something that could be a lasting thing, that would be the best, but even once would be good, so I can just experience a taste of the willing side of it.”

That Gil could understand; sometimes just one crack at something was what they needed to get it off their minds for a while. Still, it felt like a tall order. He didn’t have any Pokémon himself, so that was out. And asking someone else...how did you even approach the question? ‘Hey, I was saved by a Zangoose and he wants to bang someone after emasculating them, you in?’ That seemed less than likely to succeed, even with a Pokémon. Gil had serious doubts he could even get the words out with most of the people he knew and trusted...and strangers? That was outright never gonna happen.

Still, he owed Razz. And even though the Zangoose hadn’t been forcing the issue, he still felt an obligation to do something for him, especially knowing what he wanted. Given that sense, and what options weren’t on the table, the choice seemed pretty straightforward.

“Well…” Not that straightforward was exactly easy or unconcerning, as Gil struggled to get it out. “I don’t know if I could find someone else that would do that for you, that would be a hard thing to do...but...since you want something like that...I’ll do it for you.”

Razz stared at him, a bit wide-eyed. “You? You didn’t seem like you had any sort of...uh...you know, sway that way when I talked about it.”

“I can’t say I ever would have thought about it. But, trying to imagine me going up to a Pokémon or a human and proposing that, without already knowing them backwards and forwards...I would have a lot of trouble with that. I don’t have as much trouble offering it of myself, if that’s the only person who would be affected by it...and, I mean, you seem like you can be trusted, I don’t get the feeling you’d make it too much of a problem.”

“Oh, no no no, certainly not, I’d make sure you enjoyed it! I mean, even the ones that I kinda did by force, they did get pleasure out of it, I don’t want it to be just awful for anyone! That would kill MY enjoyment of it, too. It’s just...it’s gonna be a weird experience for you, but I promise it won’t harm you and I’ll do everything I can to make you forget about the weirdness.”

“I’m not sure I’ll be able to FORGET about the weirdness, but…” Gil shrugged his shoulders. “Life’s not worth living without going a little bit out there. I mean, I walk around in areas where Pokémon live without having Pokémon, so I guess I’m a little more on the adventurous side. Uh, how does this all work? Do you know?”

Razz shook his head. “Not much. I just know that it DOES work, really. I guess it’s kind of a...I dunno the word for it, compensation or something? Your body’s gotta be male or female in some parts, so if I drain the male the female takes over. Except it, like, doesn’t change them fully, because there’s still some parts of them that are male and that’s enough to just make it so only that one major change happens.”

Not exactly the most thorough of explanations, but Gil somewhat doubted that the minutiae of the trick was what held the appeal for the Zangoose. He started to shed his clothing, preparing himself for the upcoming trick. “Well, I guess I’m going to have to experience it in action. It’s not gonna hurt, is it?”

“Nah, it’s a painless process. It’ll feel weird, everyone says they can feel me sucking the energy out and it’s like I’ve got them on some kind of intangible leash or something, they feel some kinda bond that they try to tug on to get it back. And I can feel that, the strain when they try to pull out of my power, that’s one reason I wanna find someone to do it willingly, that can be a bit distracting.”

“I guess I can imagine that, like someone poking your brain when you’re trying to do something else.” It hadn’t been a long process for Gil to prepare, he was already dropping trou and kicking his bottoms into a pile with the rest of his clothes. Despite the odd circumstances, he was showing a little arousal on display - it wasn’t every day that he got a chance at action, and truthfully he hardly cared whether it was a human or a Pokémon that offered, this wasn’t his first time crossing the species line. “Well, let’s see what this is like…”

Razz nodded eagerly, all grins as he took his position in front of Gil, his clawed hand cupping the human’s groin. “All right, here goes! Don’t worry, I’ll keep you upright, you’ll feel a bit weird but it should be better after it’s done…”

As soon as Razz began the technique, Gil could feel it, and it was indeed weird. The promised sucking sensation was indeed there, and strongly so - and very concentrated around his gonads, though he could feel it stretching out through the rest of him more over time. His head was getting a bit dizzy, and he closed his eyes to help preserve his balance a bit. That just made the sensations more prominent...he felt his cock and balls shrinking, being drawn into a source outside his body, but there was also a buzzing feeling in what was still there that was making him shiver a bit. Holy fuck, this is so bizarre...but it’s kinda weirdly enjoyable, too...

The pull extended a bit, and it felt like his body was being drawn inwards...he was feeling a general weakness through him as his strength was sapped, he wasn’t exactly a strongman in the best of times but he was definitely being drained there as well. He felt a twitch between his legs as the last of his gonads was drawn in, and then started to reform as the alternative. Razz’s claw was pushing in, almost like it was piercing his body except it was more just following the opening as it formed, rubbing against him and feeling good...the other hand was on his shoulder now, Razz had definitely gotten bigger by the feel of it.

He could feel the pull fading away, though, as Razz had said, it felt like his body was leashed to the Zangoose in a way...not a tangible way, but one that he could just sense. As he opened his eyes, he saw a lot of white in his vision - Razz had REALLY grown! And he’d gotten smaller too, he could tell, probably by about a foot, while the Zangoose had grown at least two. His chest was heaving in the human’s face, and Gil could feel the lust oozing from that creature...and see a bit of it too, as he looked at the huge swollen dick right near him, pointed and barbed and already leaking pre from the tip. It was making his own arousal spike, and that was giving him a very new sensation of tightness and tension down there. Which only intensified as Razz’s enlarged claw stroked in and out of him - not nearly as sharp as he feared it would be, and he couldn’t resist clenching around it, getting a murr out of Razz at his obvious desire.

“Yeah...that’s just what I wanted...a chance to really calm down and savor this…” Razz pushed the claw in a little deeper, tickling the inside of Gil’s new pussy. “I hope you don’t mind if I ask for a blowjob first, I’ve never been able to take one like this...not like I trust someone I beat not to bite down anyway…”

Gil swallowed and nodded; the Zangoose’s musk was making his head swim a bit already, and that was just what was on the air. No doubt also amplified from the growth, and maybe he was more receptive to it now...either way, he brought his own hands up to that thick tool, needing both to wrap all the way around it. The barbs were sharp, but he found he could avoid getting scratched pretty easily if he was just a little bit careful. That would be harder for his mouth, but he had a feeling he wouldn’t mind that…

Before he could dive down, though, Razz pulled his claw out. “Hang on...let’s do this differently, lay down on your back.”

It took a moment for it to click, but Gill nodded, suspecting he knew what Razz wanted to do. He laid down on the ground, finding a place fairly free of debris that felt fairly comfortable all things considered. Within seconds, Razz was over him, his thick cock hanging down over Gil’s head while his own fuzzy face was at the other end. He had to hunch slightly to reach both ends of the human easily, but he didn’t seem to mind that in the least as he hooked his arms around the human’s legs and spread them nicely, giving access to that leaking wet hole. Gil gasped loudly as he felt the rough, hot tongue lick over his lower lips - it was unbelievably stimulating, and while not as much of a presence as his claw had been, it felt much more intense and alive.

He hurried to try to reciprocate, pulling the tip down to his mouth and letting it push down inside. It was a lot to handle, his jaw was stretching a fair bit to try to accommodate the girth after the pointed tip got in, and he could feel the barbs scratching against his tongue and mouth as they got further in, a weird but not entirely unpleasant feeling. His hands stroked what wasn’t going inside him yet, trying to provide as much of an experience as he could for the Zangoose, his eyes lidding a bit as pleasure overwhelmed him. It was so much better than he had imagined, something about all the changes made it feel like his first time all over again, without the awkwardness of inexperience to get in the way.

His loins twitched and clenched as that tongue delved deeper inside him, and Razz in turn pushed his own cock further in, breaching Gil’s throat and humping in deeper with every movement. Both of them were moaning, but between the volume of Razz’s and the cock in his gullet Gil’s could barely be heard. Had they been free to fly, though, they would have been even louder, the ramping up of everything was really getting him going and his body felt so much more keyed up than normal...maybe that was a part of the change, too, or maybe Razz just had that way about him, he didn’t know but he didn’t care as long as he got to keep with it.

The musky flavor was a constant with him now, laden in the air he was managing to get in and the heavy, slightly oily taste of the Zangoose, which laid so thick on his tongue he half suspected he’d be tasting it for days. He wasn’t getting too much in the way of precum, most of it was going down his throat, having a nice soothing effect on the scratching of those barbs and making them tickle more than scrape, but what he did had a similar if saltier taste, definitely palatable if not the most delectable he’d tasted. It was hard to match up to a Grass or Fairy type in that regard, though - their very nature made them pretty delicious. But there was something decidedly appealing about this harsher flavor, too.

Razz was starting to hump faster, and go deeper - the Zangoose’s balls were smushing into Gil’s face a bit more frequently as he went as deep as he could. And he was matching that effort at the other end, that rough tongue delving as deep into Gil as it could, touching so many sensitive spots that Gil wanted to scream in ecstasy. Muffled moans were about all he could get out around that girthy tool, though, so he settled for that as Razz wound his body up. He was shivering and shuddering in what felt almost like mini-orgasms, each one building to something a lot bigger that he could feel bubbling under the surface. Similar to how he felt on the verge as his usual self, but more intense, just like everything else…

It hit him before he was really mentally braced for it, and he saw stars as he climaxed, gushing out fluid all over Razz’s muzzle as he jerked and clutched to that tongue, his fingers digging into the furry beast’s thighs as he rode out wave after wave of orgasmic bliss. His throat was tightening around Razz as well, giving him more pressure and pleasure, and in the midst of everything he felt a telltale throb followed by a hot gush of seed pouring into the depths of his throat. Razz suddenly went a bit jerky with the thrusts, yanking out and driving in almost desperately as he yowled out, his tongue leaving Gil’s soaking vagina as his own climax went through him. It made it tough for Gil to keep up with, some of the Zangoose cum spilling out of his lips as he tried to swallow but was frequently staved off by another thrust. The taste was intense, like his pre amped up about five times, but it almost seemed to tingle on his tongue as the organ was bathed in the pleasure milk.

Razz eventually managed to steady himself, pulled out enough for Gil to swallow and drain the last of that climax from him. As he pulled out, Gil was gasping for breath a bit, catching up to everything as his mind tried to slow the spinning. His face was quite messy with Zangoose seed, but as Razz lifted himself off of him he could see that he’d returned the favor, that white muzzle sopping with his own wetness. He was pretty sure that Razz had given him more, though...the buckets that Pokémon could cum has always impressed him, but Razz seemed especially virile. He couldn’t help but imagine that he was using Gil’s own virility as if it belonged to him...that was an unusually arousing thought.

“I hope you enjoyed that as much as it felt like,” Razz remarked as he licked at his muzzle, his voice purring slightly. “That was so much fun, I never get to just...relax and enjoy it like that.”

“Wow...that was…” Gil was still struggling to catch his breath. “Damn...is his how women feel when they’re...uh…”

“Well, if the guy isn’t a jerk, it is,” Razz said, a bit cheekily. “If you’re pleasuring a female, you had better get them off, it’s just unfair if you don’t. Or a male like this...really, just always get your partner off, it should be a rule.”

“I’d say you did...quite the job.” Gil finally managed to sit up, and noticed that Razz was still quite hard, in fact didn’t seem to have flagged at all. “It’s not quite done yet, though, is it?”

“Heh, sorry, this always gets me extra revved up. Besides, if you’re curious about how females feel, you need to feel the full deal, right?”

“I certainly might as well.” Gil laid back down, spreading his legs a bit to indicate that he was ready. “Show me what a wild time like you is like…”

“My pleasure...and yours, too.” Razz was quick to swing back into action, plopping over Gil and looking into his face with aggressive but also appreciative eagerness. He stroked his fat cock against Gil’s tight hole a bit, rubbing it and letting the barbs tease his clit, making Gil gasp and moan out - breathless, but still plenty loud, making up for all the muffling earlier. He could hear a murr from Razz at the sounds of his pleasure, clearly that was something he really wanted to hear, so Gil didn’t bother trying to hold them back.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity of teasing but was really only seconds, Razz pulled back and down a bit, the tip catching inside Gil. And then he pushed, hard, burying himself all the way inside the human with one stroke, their twined cries almost echoing in the air. Gil’s body tightened down again, even harder around a significantly longer and thicker intruder than that claw before. He felt insanely, unbelievably full, in a way that he never could have imagined before...and it was glorious, every part that that shaft touched felt ludicrously sensitive and it was all being pleasured at once.

Then Razz started to move, and it got even better. Those barbs felt absolutely perfect, the right amount of sharpness to make him feel shudders of bliss race through him as they scritched against his inner passage, making him get even wetter than he already was. As Razz pulled out, that fullness was replaced by a longing emptiness, one that was rapidly sated and felt even better than the previous time. His cries were getting louder, mixing well with Razz’s moans and murrs, amplifying when he felt one of those spikes of pleasure that started to build on themselves again.

Little by little, Razz’s thrusts got faster and harder, and little by little he got closer to Gil. He went from braced above the human to leaning down over him to actually wrapping one arm under him and holding him close to his furry body as he humped in. And Gil was clinging to him, his one bulwark in that chaotic squall of pleasure that was throwing him all over the place. That strong, muscular, hot furry body was the only thing left on his mind, everything it was doing to him was too much to think about anything else, and he was reveling in it, the sheer freedom from worry...the change no longer felt bizarre in the slightest, his mind had embraced it, nothing this enjoyable could be disconcerting in the slightest.

When he started to feel that cock throb inside him, it was too soon, he wanted so much more...a part of him never wanted it to leave him. But soon that thought too was cast aside, as he felt the pressure inside him start to rise, his own pleasure building to a raging boil in a trapped pot, intent on pushing out until it exploded. He clutched to that tool, trying to take every scratch, feel every stretch, cling to its heat and wetness that was intended to send him over the edge into the greatest euphoria he’d ever felt, and trying to bring Razz with him, the sexy pleasure beast that was bringing him this gift.

The walls were breached at the same time for the two of them, both cries louder than anything else as they rose to furious peak at the same time. That thick Pokéseed flooded into him at the same time as Gil’s own juices as he almost screamed his ecstasy to the heavens, his body thrashing into that stoic Zangoose frame above him that had him firmly plunged into Gil, ensuring every drop went into that slowly swelling midsection of the human. He felt that building pressure, and he loved it, it was such a powerful force that amplified the insane pleasure he was already feeling from his orgasm, and he was clenching down hard as he writhed, trying to milk as much out of Razz as he possibly could. It was all so much, too much, he thought he might pass out from it all, but he managed to cling to sensibility just enough to ride it out, and as the pleasure settled just a little bit he regained himself, allowing him to fully enjoy the long and slow diminishing back to normalcy.

They stayed locked in that union for a bit, both of them heaving hard and recovering from the wild minutes of rutting. Razz kept Gil close, the human almost breathing into his fur, that wild scent of pine and sweat and musk and fresh air and soil that Gil wished he could bottle and pour all over himself during lonely moments. He almost didn’t want to let go, but reason was starting to reclaim its dominion on his mind - it had to end sometime, after all. So after a bit, he laid back, giving Razz a signal to move on.

With a contended sigh, Razz pulled out of Gil’s cunt, a gush of semen following his extraction, letting the swell recede. There was still plenty of warmth in there, Gil could feel it, but it was a little relaxing feeling that pressure go back down to something a touch more manageable. “Phew...that’s just...I love it so much, I feel so wild and free with all this...power. I hope it was good for you, too.”

“Ngh...ah…” It took a moment for Gil to form the words he wanted, still kind of seeing stars. “It was...way better than I thought it would be. I never knew how good it could be going at it...like this.”

“You have no idea how much I wanted to hear that.” Razz rolled off of Gil and sat down next to him, looking down at him expectantly, at first with a grin, then with a slowly more disconcerted expression. “Uh...why aren’t you...going back?”

“Huh?”

“To normal. You were supposed to return to normal just a little after I pulled out. That’s how it always happens.”

“Uh...I...have no idea?”

Razz smacked his head. “Right, you wouldn’t know, this is the first you’ve heard about this trick. But...I don’t know, either! It’s always the same, I get my rocks off, then I pull out, then I feel that pull go away, like they’re sucking their essence back into them. But...I’m not feeling any pull back this time…”

And now Gil was aware of that too, the sensation of draw away from him hadn’t receded. In fact, it felt even a bit more solid than it had before. Maybe something had gone wrong, Razz had said he hadn’t done it to a human before...or...as he felt a twinge down below from his pussy, another thought occurred to him. Maybe the pullback was because the past targets were trying to get back to normal...which meant that Gil wasn’t. And despite consciously knowing it, he didn’t seem to be able to convince himself to make that effort...if anything, he wanted more, more like this, more of that heavenly experience he’d never dreamed of.

Maybe I liked that a little bit TOO much. I don’t feel like going back to normal...

“Oh, geez, oh geez...I’m sorry, I didn’t think this would happen…” Razz was fussing over him, like he was looking for a button or something to undo the switch. “I know there’s a way to, uh, like, give it back, but I’ve never had to do that, I need to, uh...I need to play around with it a bit, maybe I can figure it out without too much trouble…”

“It’s okay, Razz,” Gil finally managed to get in, still trying to process his own feelings but wanting to help reassure the Zangoose. “I’m sure we’ll figure it out, but...you don’t have to feel frantic about it.”

“You’re not upset?”

“Heh, I think you fucked me too well to get me upset about it.”

“Ah...well, that’s, uh, good at least. But I’ll make sure I figure it out.”

“I know you will. But, while you’re looking at that...why don’t you take some time to indulge yourself?”

“Eh? You mean...you, uh...you want to...more?” Razz looked suddenly even more flustered, getting a smile out of Gil.

“Well, I did say I owed you, and you’d been looking for someone you could have fun with for a while. I don’t know how long it will last, maybe it just takes more time, or you do have to figure out how to do it yourself…” He decided not to mention his other suspicion, at least not yet. “But while we try to figure things out, you’ll get to have your fantasy lived out full-time, and I know there was more you wanted to do with the person you had this over…”

Razz’s expression was slowly lightening up as he heard this. “You’d...you’d really want to do that?”

“Sure. If you made this feel that good, I imagine you know how to make the other ideas just as thrilling...at the very least, I’m happy to let you try.”

“Oh, wow! I...thank you so much, Gil! I’ll make sure you love every second of it, and I won’t let it distract me from trying to figure out what’s going on, I swear it!”

Gil nodded in understanding, but he could hardly feel too concerned at the moment. Maybe later he’d have had his fill and that would trigger things on its own...and if that ended up never happening, he somehow felt like he wasn’t going to be too bothered by it.