Telling
#12 of Midnight
A female teen with only a few months left of high school falls into an intimate relationship with an umbreon on the school's grounds. She has to juggle this and high school itself, all while finding herself as a person. Playing it safe is key.
This story was the first I've ever written. I've edited it a lot since the initial release but kept its original structure.
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Existing; complete stories:
'A Night She Couldn't Resist.'
(Male midnight lycanroc x fem trainer.)
'Cassidy's Journey.'
(Male braixen x fem trainer.)
'All They Knew.'
(Male alolan ninetales x fem trainer.)
'Hidden Lifestyle.'
^ Excluding 'Midnight' and 'Hidden Lifestyle,' all three works take place in the same universe.
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All NSFW scenes:
Chapter 6
Chapter 11
Chapter 19
Julie kept still, as did Midnight. The conversation outside the room lasted for several minutes, discussing the school. One of them sounded like the janitor again; she could overhear the other man offer to show him something nearby in his class.
They never opened the door, and the chatter faded with corresponding footsteps. Thank Arceus for that teacher. Julie kept her petrified eyes on the door and couldn't move no matter how much she tried, but this would be their one chance to leave if the hall was clear.
“Let me check…” As Midnight got off her chest, Julie stood and went to the door. With her breath held for the second time, she leaned and peeked out the small window to see no one there.
Julie glanced at him and his radiant rings that were taking their sweet time to die down. It would help their subtle escape if he wasn't a lucent yellow eye-catcher. “Come. Come on, Midnight." She snatched her phone and jacket off the floor and sighed before slowly opening the door. She didn't have a sore throat, possibly due to his size, but it did radiate with an odd sensation that made her clear it a couple of times.
Julie entered the hallway and looked both ways, risking everything to death.
After Midnight, she quietly closed the door and paced down the hall and stairs she used to get up here, tense the entire time.
He was right behind her, trotting down the steps to match her speed. His legs still trembled.
Julie stopped before she got to the last few steps and turned to face Midnight. “I... don’t know if we can do that anymore. It’s too risky, really.” Julie leaned and tilted his chin up with her hand, kissing his mouth.
He shut his eyes and leaned into it, nearly falling forward after Julie pulled away.
She sighed. "Isn't this kind of silly, Midnight? We're getting as close as trainer and pokémon and even more, as if you belong to me, but... you don't."
He stared up at her with a twitch of his ear. "Umbre..."
"I know you don't mind. I don't either. I love talking to you, and you're so squeezable, and– and I really love pleasing you, but we get five shallow minutes together, then the day ends, and... I don't know." She raised her hand and set her chin on her palm, then let it slip. "I'll see you later..."
She walked off while putting her jacket on and checked the time on her phone. Lunch ended in roughly five minutes, so there was no point in going to the cafeteria. Julie headed down the hall to her locker past a guy leaving the restroom with a putrid smoky scent emanating from him.
Students started filling in little by little from the cafeteria to get their books; some had been in the halls.
Couples did couple things, friends chatted with each other against lockers in private, and individuals were on their phones or taking calls. Julie reached the end of the third hall and started her walk down the second, passing a couple getting touchy at a locker and turning at the bench after reaching it.
Julie sped up her pace after passing her history class and stopped at her locker. She unlocked it, getting her language arts text, water bottle, and other equipment before turning and heading back down the same hall.
Her mind was blank and raced simultaneously. Something told her she wouldn't be paying attention throughout her following lectures.
When Julie got to her language arts class, she stopped at the open door and casually peeked inside, spotting a few students and the teacher grading papers at his desk. One student wrote notes at their desk with earphones in while others talked and snickered.
Julie went to the left mid-section of the desks and set her bag down. She opened and took sips of her water, setting it on her desk and clearing her throat afterward.
She looked around at posted excerpts from non-fiction novels, quotes from renowned authors and public speakers, and cute pokémon posters. They were charmeleon, wartortle, and ivysaur-themed, stating random punctuation and writing rules.
But she mainly looked around at her peers and more that entered, waiting for a double glance or disgusted expression toward her.
What if someone had seen her entering or leaving that room with Midnight? It would most definitely be spread throughout the school along with everything else about her, but she would be asking for it by having sex twice at the worst place she could.
Julie wanted to help her case; her recent actions said otherwise.
She got through language arts and business while on constant edge. It never left; there was nothing she could do to relieve it after what she'd pulled for the second time now, but this one was too close for comfort.
After her last class, Julie went downstairs and straight to her locker to see Alyssa leaning against it. “Ugh,” she mumbled while approaching.
Alyssa had her arms crossed. “Didn’t see you at lunch today.”
“It's nothing," Julie replied curtly.
"Really? You don’t have to tell me, but if we hide things from each other, it puts up that wall. We’ll distance.” Alyssa moved so Julie could access her locker. "You've been acting like this for days now."
She glanced at her. “I'll tell you on the way home."
After Julie got her backpack, they left the school and rode beside each other to Julie’s house. Route 37 wasn’t too populated. It was mainly them, light breezes, and trees lining the path to their far left and right. Julie was silent, but Alyssa had been shooting her frequent glances.
Julie pulled her brakes and used her foot to stop the bike faster, stirring the dirt and creating a small cloud as her shoe slid across. “It's… the umbreon," Julie blurted without looking up from the ground.
Alyssa had stopped ahead but backed up, leaning on her handlebars. “Knew that, but why the outfit and lunch skipping?”
Julie began blushing, no matter how much she attempted to prevent it. Her cheeks were a deep, rich red as if someone had smacked her.
"Oh... don’t tell me you’re…” Alyssa started. “You’re fucking the umbreon, aren’t you?” She smirked and held back the urge to giggle. Alyssa watched her face redden even more if that were possible. “That’s risky. Didn't take you to be the type.”
Julie swallowed and finally looked at her. “Y-You aren’t disgusted by it?”
She shrugged. “Nah, I don't really care. I mean, it's not a good idea to do at school. Stupid of you, actually, but you're my best friend. Plus, plenty of trainers are into that."
Julie shut her eyes for a second. “But he belongs to the principal, Ali. I can’t have him anywhere else.”
“So, why not ask him if you can snag Midnight or something?”
"I can’t just waltz into the office and ask that kind of question."
"Not with that attitude. Why not?"
Julie rolled her eyes. "Because it would be weird, Alyssa. That isn't how it works."
In fifteen minutes, give or take, they were at Julie's front porch. Lilly was sitting by the door while grooming her lifted paw; Julie stood with Alyssa on the road while she sat on her bike.
“Thank you for not flipping out... or shaming me,” said Julie.
“Wouldn’t ever make you feel lesser than. I do have to get used to the thought of my bff getting 'yena-styled by a moon boy, though."
Her face reddened all over again; she looked away momentarily. "Y-You really don't have to say it like that."
"My bad, but hey, it's all love." Alyssa turned her bike around. "I'll see you later, though. I've gotta run to the store before dinner." She stopped and looked back with a smirk that grew with every following syllable. "Where'd you two fuck?"
"Alyssa, no..."
She shrugged. "I think I deserve to know after you kept your boy toy from your best friend and skipped lunch on her twice for him. C'mon."
Again, Julie shifted her eyes away. "Girl's locker room and room two hundred." What was next, asking their positions?
Alyssa shook her head while keeping her smirk. "You maniac. Guess he made it worth it since you walked out with Parkinson's the first time, huh?"
Julie snorted. "Alyssa, go home!"
"Yeah, yeah, I'm going."
"Bye." Julie giggled and shook her head while watching Alyssa wave and pedal into Goldenrod. How'd Julie land her of all people?
She went and sat on her steps after checking an empty mailbox, watching a car press its brakes to clear a speed bump on the road. What a day, and she still had homework at that.
Something brushed her back; Julie looked behind her. “Oh, I forgot you were here for a sec, Lilly. You have to be starving." She stood and unlocked the door.
Julie would sleep better tonight now that she had shared her secret.