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At roughly 4:10 a.m., Julie was awake in bed. The realization that today was it— that it got closer by the minute brought her much anxiety.

However, it wouldn't change her mind. She and Midnight would hopefully have fun during lunch with no unwanted surprises, but she shouldn't be doing this when she had a future planned for herself, especially when the janitor hung around the room to clean it.

Julie had already gotten away with it once, so why would she push her luck in a more stringent situation? This would never be worth her life. Yes, getting caught would basically be a death sentence; Julie wouldn't know what she'd do with herself as a domino effect of life-altering events collapsed in quick succession before her eyes.

"You'd go to prison and have a permanent blemish on your record. Mom would be so disappointed. She'd be disgusted and never see you the same. You'd become estranged, and what would Alyssa think?... Can't you see it's really not worth it?"

For now, she pushed the thought away and got out of bed. Julie would wear her hair in her signature wavy style. However, she didn’t know what would be appropriate to wear for today’s occasion. There was no way she could dress too casually. She wanted to present herself to please Midnight’s eyes.

She sifted through her closet and pulled out a tight pink tee with several mini espeon lining the stomach area in different playful positions, then grabbed a jacket to cover it before lunch. "Never having a repeat of that day..." She also put on sweatpants.

She checked herself out in front of the mirror in her restroom and adjusted her clothing. This outfit wasn't overly showy and had color to it.

Julie brushed her teeth, washed her face, and whatnot, then snagged her phone, gloves, and wallet afterward and pocketed them. She also grabbed the piling mess on her nightstand and went downstairs, where she could smell breakfast cooking.

Julie trashed what she held and entered the kitchen while yawning, grinning at her mom holding a spatula while cooking over the stove.

She turned and smiled. "Morning, sweetie. Are you eating this time?"

Julie approached and looked at the sizzling egg and fluffy light brown mini pancakes in a pan. "I will. It looks delicious." She hadn't been eating recently, and it'd be a good idea to have a fulfilling breakfast since she'd be skipping lunch again.

"Good. Can you fetch us plates and utensils, and how do you want your egg?" her mother asked while flipping the pancakes.

Julie went to the cabinets and drawers, opening two and gathering dishes. "Uh." She glanced back. "Sunny side up, please." She'd make black coffee for them too. Julie would rather add milk, cream, and sugar, but she would add way too much of it and was already going to use syrup.

"Where's Lilly?" Julie set two ceramic serving plates on the counter and two more on the dining room table, then went back to get coffee mugs and silverware. She also unplugged and grabbed a pitcher off the counter and took it to the sink, turning the nozzle and filling it to its designated line with water.

Her mother chuckled. "Take a wild guess. I opened the front door for some air, and she darted out as usual."

Julie cut the water and went to plug the pitcher back in, which would heat the water to prepare coffee in minutes. "I guess she wants to be free. I just don't think it'll end well." Not when feral pokémon, cars, and other dangers roamed about the big city, but who was Julie to lock her inside? Lilly would be depressed. She didn't even know what Lilly did out there for so many hours.

"All we can do is be ready for anything, you know? We feed and water her, so we're doing our part. Egg?"

"That's true." Julie went to the fridge and grabbed an egg, taking it to the stove and cracking it over the pan. Eggs from spearow and fearow were used in dishes and general cooking in Johtoan culture, although they were a bit on the salty side.

After they finished cooking, they sat at the clothed dining room table with breakfast and coffee.

A ticking clock was on the wall, and a window with curtains on the other her mother had parted to let the light in. A tall potted tree sat beside it, along with a fancy wooden stand with drawers and antique mugs sitting on saucers atop it on the other side.

Julie tapped her egg's yolk to pop it and let it spill into her plate, then cut into one of her pancakes. She stabbed the separated piece and dipped it into the runny liquid, then put it in her mouth. "How's work been?"

She set her mug down. "It's been well, recently, but the new girl we hired is a bit ditzy."

Julie covered her mouth to giggle, then swallowed her food. "How so?" She picked up her coffee and blew it before sipping it, the steam hitting her face.

"She'll mix up a trainer's party with another after healing their pokémon; she's done it twice already. She'll forget to tag the healing stations, and if it's a busy day, you're bound to get scatterbrained." She shook her head and cut her egg, eating at it. "That's a mistake you cannot afford to make when someone's pokémon are on the line. If someone gets a party that isn't theirs and doesn't return it, our center can get into massive legal trouble and possibly shut down if the victim takes us to court for it. The trainers got vexed with us in both instances too, and rightfully so. Ugh, it's a mess."

"Maybe you should lay her off if she does it again. That puts you and the competent employees at risk." Julie grabbed the syrup bottle and poured more over a pancake before cutting it and taking a bigger bite.

"We've been in talks about it. To be fair, it's her third week, she did great during the interview, and she's just four years older than you. I'll likely pull her into my office and tell her I'll have to do that if she manages to create a dumpster fire a third time. I won't take someone's job if I don't have to; she's a sweet young lady... but onto you, sweetie. How have your classes been, and has that punk bothered you at all since you've been back?"

"No, he's got two more days of suspension, but if he does, I'll tell you."

"Good. Please do." She briefly grinned. "And have you been feeling okay? In general."

Julie nodded. "I have."

"Remember that I'm always here."

"I know. Thanks, Mom. Forgot the classes question, though. I've been enjoying everything but math. I guess science has been a bit of a bore too. We're covering molecules and covalent bonds. I miss dexology, honestly."

"The better science? It was easy enough going through the national dex, but it's a useful class."

"I had to name almost half the pokémon on the final exam, their native region, and state a fact about each too. I'm def taking it in college. Not math, though. Not until I have to."

"Still aren't fond of it, huh?" Her mother chuckled. "I remember staying up late at night trying to help you understand it back in ninth and tenth."

"For hours. You were the only reason I passed back then." And she'd never lost patience even after Julie would almost cry out of frustration. "But I've gotten better. I can solve on my own, but it's frickin' torture."

"Well, we could always go back a few grades and find out what you first got stuck on and didn't understand. It can be detrimental when students don't get the help they need and halfway or barely pass the class because math stacks on itself. The further you go, the harder it'll get."

"Huh?..." She stared. "I think I'd rather suck at it. I did get a B on my most recent test, though."

Her mother looked pleased, arching a brow. "Hm, really? Tell me about it."

They were through in under an hour at ten minutes from five; Julie was out of the house and on her way to school.

"If it goes well, today should be great." She had to consider why the second floor was a good spot: every student was in the cafeteria during lunch, only a small number of teachers stayed in their classrooms during that period, and again, no one ever went into room 200.

The janitor was the only person to worry about, and Julie couldn’t pinpoint whenever he entered or left that room unless she scouted and studied his patterns for a week.

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As she entered the school, Julie tried to greet most students who bothered to look her way while walking to her locker. She didn't get many in return. They'd already painted their image of her.

Maybe her reputation was shot; she'd have to accept that.

She entered her first class after grabbing her stuff and yawned after sitting. She took off her right glove so she could write and whatnot and slipped it in her pocket. She was still tired and full from breakfast on top of it.

"Morning," Max said after giving Julie a moment to settle.

She leaned back and eyed him. "Max, would you say I'm stuck-up?"

He scratched his head and shifted in his seat. "I guess... I've overheard things." He shrugged and eyed her with an unamused expression. "It's mostly the popular groups talking like usual, but you've always been kind to me."

She looked at her desk. So people have been gossiping; Leia drove it with her influence. Julie wanted to ask what they discussed but didn't actually want to know.

Jane tapped Julie's shoulder, grinning as Julie turned. "I wouldn't say stuck-up either. You should ignore the gossip. You've never been anything but sweet or irritated with me. Are you depressed by chance?"

"...I don't know." Easier said than done to ignore everything perpetuating around her, especially when it was so constant and deeply rooted as if a part of some twisted school tradition. "Are you?" She glanced at Jane's wristband, which was blue today.

"Oh..." She followed Julie's eyes. "Not necessarily, Jules. I had an argument with my sister before I left this morning. It wasn't the best start to the day, but we'll make up."

"If there's anyone one shouldn't hold grudges toward, it should be their sibling. I hope you're okay, though."

"Because that's your closest friend... right. You can trust them with your life without worry, I'd hope. You're an only child, right?"

"I am." Julie wondered how different life would be with a brother or sister. She assumed it would be a fun bond to have. Alyssa was her closest reference, and Julie didn't know Bailey, who she assumed was a great girl too. Julie's life would likely be the same, but with two broken souls instead of one, and if they both attended Ecruteak, well...

"Wait, so you're both down? I feel bad for just being okay now," Max said, then grimaced.

"So funny." Julie leaned a little and nudged him with her elbow.

But maybe Julie wouldn't be as lonely with a sibling. She was lucky as could be to have someone like Alyssa, the only person other than her mother who lifted her spirits and kept her sane. Julie didn't know where or who she'd be without Alyssa carrying her last few years here.

They'd met through a group language project during their first week at Ecruteak since they were assigned as partners by the teacher. That project was the only one Alyssa had put effort into. Afterward, she must have lost the motivation to try.

Anyway, the day came when they'd had to present their research paper in front of the class a week later. They'd rehearsed and memorized the three-part essay during class and assigned who would say the intro, body, and conclusion. On top of Julie's stage fright and condition, the entire class was new, so it was twice as crippling.

Alyssa barely knew Julie at the time, so Julie hadn't told her about it and had been embarrassed to. When they went up in front of almost twenty new faces, Julie regretted agreeing to take the intro, but she tried.

She started off with evident nervous energy and stammers, which led to Alyssa taking over after a few sentences in. However, they both had to participate, so Julie fought her fear and spoke most of paragraph two as best she could, resulting in a B as their final grade.

After that, Julie saw something in Alyssa that no one would ever. That was her best friend.

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After her next two classes, it was lunchtime before Julie knew it. She let the halls clear by a good margin, putting everything in her locker and waiting at it for around ten minutes before walking toward the second hall.

Julie could take the stairs by her locker, but it may seem more believable if she made it appear as if she were going to lunch.

She cleared the first and second halls and turned down the third one, passing the restrooms. Julie stopped for a second and saw the stairs by the corridor's end against the right wall near the cafeteria's entrance.

She looked back frequently while pacing to room 200. She climbed two flights and peeked down the vacant hall of more lockers and classrooms and another custodian closet at the end. She saw Midnight sitting by the door down the corridor and constantly looked at every room she passed.

“Hurry,” Julie whispered harshly upon reaching him and sped up, pulling open the door. She let it close behind Midnight after he slipped in.

Julie hadn't been in this room before and already regretted coming inside. Her and Midnight's backs were against the wall, and what sounded like a cart rolling by outside the room made Julie hold her breath.

If the janitor caught her now, she would, at worst, be reported to the office and get questioned as to why she had Midnight; hopefully, he would just let her off with a warning. He was a nice guy whenever Julie saw him, always greeting students in the halls.

“All done in there. I'll lock up once I'm through with the next bit. Have to run down to the office and grab some cleaning supplies I ran out of.”

“Perfect. We need it spotless. We're considering bringing this room back to use soon. The students could use more casual elective classes.”

Julie had no idea who the other guy was, but that meant the classroom would likely be free until lunch ended. At least she hoped.

After a while, she no longer heard voices. With a grimace and held breath, Julie peeked out of the door's small window. “…I think we're good." She turned to look around the room.

Overall, it was a basic classroom, though no desks or chairs were on the floor since no one used it.

Julie looked at the bare walls and clean whiteboard, then crouched by Midnight and ran her hand down his back.

He looked up at her, his skin twitching from Julie’s touch.

“We’re going to do more this time.” She checked the time on her phone and saw they had close to the usual forty minutes. Julie set her cell on the floor and took off her jacket, revealing the shirt she'd put on underneath.

What she had in mind worked. Midnight's eyes were glued to her figure. Julie giggled. "See something you like?” She took off and pocketed her gloves, then reached her hand to his underside, now at his inner thighs.

Midnight spread his hind legs while watching, his rings reacting.

She wasted no time, especially since they couldn't afford to, and rubbed his sheath. She felt over the outline of his stiff length concealed underneath. Julie also reached down and drew her fingers over his testes, fondling and caressing his sac. His member slightly emerged in under a minute of this. "Do I like... stroke it back?"

Midnight nodded with a subtle grin.

Julie held and pulled the skin back with some struggle, having to tug it a few times, then sat and held his member. She stroked it and watched his rings brighten. It was somewhat moist, slimy, and almost sticky even before being inside something.

This brought a light exhalation out of Midnight, with him slightly wincing and shifting his hips.

“Can I… have you in my mouth first? I’ve wanted to try that,” Julie asked, to which Midnight nodded again. “Okay.” She looked at the closed door again before lying on her back by the wall, although she lifted her head slightly. “I’m ready.” Julie patted her chest and eyed him.

Midnight stood and climbed onto her chest. He sat just above her breasts. His forepaws were on the floor by both sides of her head.

“So hard...” Julie eyed his sac and erection, which stood upright inches before her mouth and held a faint musk. This was where the deeper anxiety from their first time returned. Getting caught like this was undeniable proof to anyone's eyes that she was actively fucking a pokémon.

She leaned up and traced her tongue along its underside while Midnight pushed his hips, tasting its pleasant bitterness.

He briefly closed his eyes. His cock throbbed and tensed against her moving tongue.

Julie placed her hand on his lower back and her other on his hind leg, licking his shaft a few more times. “You can thrust, just be slow at first." She opened her mouth, picturing the door swinging open multiple times in her head.

Midnight pulled his hips back so his member's tip was at Julie's mouth and ground his forepaws for added stability, then slowly pushed his hips to insert his length halfway inside. He exhaled as her breath hit his shaft.

She closed her mouth around him and would, after a moment, slowly move her head back and forth, sucking on his cock, which sucked her cheeks in whenever she pulled back.

"Mhn." It slipped in and out against her lips. Julie lifted her tongue so it glided along the underside of his glans as she moved, drawing and pressing it to his member. Her mouth and tongue coated his erection with saliva.

Midnight shut his eye while his knot swelled to full size from the stimulation, his rings glowing vibrantly. Her upper front teeth often slid and grazed the topside of his shaft.

She pushed her hand into his lower back, encouraging him to move while she sucked him off, and he did, pumping his hips in tandem with Julie's movements with occasional bucks and humps between. His wet cock rubbed her supple lips and pushed against her tongue, often poking at her cheeks.

"Nhmm..." It brought her chills all over to have his musky dick stuffing her mouth and that she was driving him to a gradual and incredible climax with every motion. It aroused her to no end, making her close and shift her thighs together in a desperate fit to ease the rising amoral heat trickling along her flushed labia and clit.

Julie wanted his breath to quicken and voice to stutter, desperate to cum after being overloaded with physical sensation. It was also a better option since she had no idea what she was doing when it came to sex.

He groaned against his breath while pushing his shaft deeper into her sultry mouth and along her tongue. He watched his hips and what he could see of his actions.

"Nmn, b-bre." He slightly parted his lips. His tip often rubbed the roof of her mouth while he humped, running over its indented grooves and soft palate after it that made him shudder and stick out his tongue. Pre seeped from his tip into her mouth.

Julie closed her eyes some and swallowed around him, her tongue raising against his cock as she did. She leaned up more and pressed into his lower back harder while at it, drawing her digits up that his fur pushed back and parted against. His rod was almost fully inside her mouth, which started to cause discomfort upon nearing her throat.

"Mmbree," Midnight groaned again as almost half his length neared her throat. He spread his hind legs and thrust faster, which was audibly wet and only increased the risk. His breaths trembled. He gritted his teeth, his paws wavering while he began to sway. He tilted his head upward.

"Gih..." Julie gagged and stopped, allowing him to thrust as he pleased. His tip prodded her throat's entrance each time. "M-mff!"

Julie spread her legs and slid her hand from his leg down, slipping it under her pants and panties. "Mhnh..." She pressed her swollen, sensitive clit and pushed two fingers inside her wet pussy, fingering herself while Midnight humped desperately and rolling her eyes. Her leg jerked.

Julie wanted him inside of her. She wasn't sure if having two rounds in a classroom that would be locked soon was a good idea, but she was willing to take the gamble after such a tease. It would be so, so good, considering how incredible her fingers were making her feel right now.

Midnight nearly stumbled while his legs trembled and forepaw slid across the floor, which he pulled back. He stood slightly and leaned in, adjusting himself to thrust at more of a downward angle and fitting his shaft and knot deep inside her mouth and throat.

He'd entered her throat so suddenly that Julie gagged hard and went rigid with a tight wince, her jaw quivering.

Midnight's tail remained stiff. He snuffled in pleasure several times while pumping into her depths; he shut his eyes while murmuring, repositioning his paws whenever they started to lose grip on the tile. His rings were soaked in a shining yellow. "Nmbreh. Nhhbre..." His testes and hips tapped her face and chin while he shoved his length down her throat that tightened around him whenever Julie gagged. Gentle, slimy slicks resounded with every pump.

While Midnight thrust to his heart’s content, he placed a paw on the back of her head, lolling his tongue while panting.

Julie winced tightly while trying her best to continue sucking his moving length and knot, aiding him with his thrusts by pressing into his back as he did so and working to swallow what pre he oozed.

"Ghl, khk–" she choked while he rammed his dick as deeply as possible, feeling heavy off-and-on pressure as he slipped in and out and rawed her tender throat. Julie couldn't know how it felt for him, but it had to feel intensely pleasing. Midnight was trying to get as much pleasure out of it as he could.

"Ahk, k-gh..." She began breathing through her nose and relaxed her throat as best she could to curb her wet gagging and discomfort, giving him more room to work without fighting it. His cock moved and rubbed her walls while she resisted the urge to choke on it.

She wasn't thinking of being caught in the slightest. She was focused on pleasing Midnight, sucking his cock and listening to him grunt until he exploded in pleasure and spilled his load. He'd gotten louder, and his thrusting echoed throughout the room.

Julie often bunched his fur while fingering herself faster, shoving her fingers deep and rubbing her walls with her tips while her thighs occasionally twitched.

Midnight's thrusts waned. His hind paw slipped off her chest but found footing on the floor, and he nearly lost his balance several times. He went faster, huffing through his mouth while humping Julie's face.

"B-Breonn." He then humped as fast as he could and breathed hard a couple of times before holding it, a short-lived exhale followed by a gruff grunt escaping his throat while his rings gleamed.

He shot thick, hot cum down her throat in spurts that he bucked against. He hilted his knot inside Julie's mouth and throat and humped during his climax. Midnight pulled her head, pressing his quivering paw into it while wincing.

Julie widened her eyes from how much deeper he'd gone after knotting her. His movement stopped as his orgasm began to fade, but he pressed his hips to her face and kept his cock her throat. His sticky load pumped down it while she struggled to keep her head up against his force. "Hgk, g-hh..." She swallowed his bittersweet release with a contorted scowl and some more gagging that she couldn't help, pursing her lips and sucking on his knot.

Julie couldn't breathe but loved how his throbbing erection felt resting so deep. It vibrated against her narrow throat with every heavy throb. Something about the lack of air as a result of an umbreon's cock in her throat was more than hot.

Midnight sat on her chest and pulled his wet length out of her mouth while panting rapidly.

Their moment ended abruptly by what Julie had feared the most— the voices outside the door again. She widened her eyes while she and Midnight looked at it.

Julie's heart raced, but she didn't bother moving. The possible noisy outcome that would create could bring unwanted attention to them, and she'd be caught either way.

Whoever it was would open the door to see an umbreon sitting on a high school girl's chest, fully erect.

What a sight that would be.