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To Ravish a Rabbit Whole

By J.C. Solis

The area in and around Lakeshire Town was bustling with the new arrival of a new Spring morn. The town was coming to life with folks getting ready to ply their trade once more, and the pokémon that were about were getting ready to start the day in earnest. The smell of breakfast wafted from kitchens and restaurants all over the town, letting folks know of what was being cooked. Platters of food awaited, and the stomachs of townsfolk were on empty. It would only be after sating their hunger that they'd carry on with their days and getting started with work.

From artisans to daily laborers, from loafers and those who wanted to take life easy, Lakeshire Town was within a spot where the new Spring day brought on a new wave of activity and ambience. There was plenty to do and see. There was still plenty of food and drinks to enjoy from the winter months. And there was still the ambience and kindness of those who wished to share in the remaining bounty. There were still plenty of folks willing to spread around love, even well past the days surrounding Valentine's Day. Spring was abundant within the air, and that meant a new breeding session for the still animalistic pokémon who followed in the seasonal rut.

But for one lass, there remained the hope that this new season would bring in plenty of coin to come for her and her family.

Genevieve was a young Lopunny lass with a lot on her mind. She honestly didn't know how the following days would carry on for her. For sure people would be coming over to her shop as they would any other day. But they would more likely be coming for tangy smelling potpourri than they would for the Fine China and knickknacks that she'd be selling. Yes, she sold plenty enough to more than keep her shop afloat, considering she made a decent chunk of change from the sales she made. But the lass was within her late twenties. She wanted more out of life. She wanted to experience the world at large, or at the very least see the world past Lakeshire Town. There was still a lot to see and do, considering she was a part of a very large yet tightknit community. But the lass could not help but feel she wanted more.

Genevieve finished putting together a gift for one of her customers, putting padding around a set of China and silverware that she had been commissioned into organizing for sale. She was happy to have made a good chunk of change, considering how much fine merchandise she just sold. But the lass was still not satisfied with her life. She wanted to do more, to enjoy being in the company of others. She wanted to be whisked away by some prince charming male, hopefully to be carried away to some Happily-ever- After where she'd spend the rest of her life in quaint happiness.

Maliah Lopunny looked at her daughter and her impatient face, seeing her dissatisfied and tired as ever. The old bunny was now tired and had a fulfilled life, but seeing her daughter put at dis-ease could not stop her from frowning at whatever could be vexing her. But seeing the good chunk of coin that her daughter had made, it blinded her in seeing that perhaps her daughter just needed to buck up and get more invested into the business.

"Another day, another Pokémon Dollar made, right My Daughter?" asked Maliah.

Genevieve just scoffed at her mother's short sighted and monetary ambitions.

"I guess," replied the daughter. "It's just been a very boring day. Yes we made a lot of money, but I've just been feeling... well..."

"Oh come now, Genevieve, you're just stressing yourself out too much. The business is going well. You're doing a wonderful job manning the store. If only your father were still around to see you do such a wonderful job. He would be so proud of you."

Genevieve didn't like hearing about her father.

"Well, father's only passion was moneymaking and business. That's not what I want to do."

"And you would leave your poor mother do all of the work around the shop by herself? Goodness knows how tired these old bones of mine have become. I need someone like you to tend the shop."

"Is this my life then, Mother? Am I to be married to a business the rest of my life?" retorted Gen. "Oh, how I wish to make more out of my life, to go on adventures and maybe meet a wonderful man. All of those dreamy dreams of mine sound so lovely."

Now it was Maliah Lopunny who fired back.

"None of this nonsense, child!" snapped Gen's mother. "Do you honestly believe the world is that easy to live through? I want you to buck down and get serious with your life, not go gallivanting with all the danger out there and get yourself murdered!"

Genevieve's ears drooped, hearing the brash and stark retort of her Mother. Feeling she had been too harsh on her the older Lopunny loosened her stance.

"I'm sorry, Genevieve, but I just want you to be realistic in your life. You're my last daughter. All five of your older sisters are off and married with children of their own. I just want you to meet with the same kind of success. I'm happy that you graduated from University and are now putting your skills to test here in the store, and once you have enough experience maybe you can move to a city and make some serious coin for yourself and your family, not the pocket change you make here with me."

Genevieve perked back up again. At least her mother was right with wanting her to be realistic with her life. She was her last daughter, and a whole future lay ahead of her.

"Well, at the very least I want to go for a walk, Mother. I just want to see the rest of town and not be cooped up her in the store."

"I understand if you need a breather. If you want, you can go to Guru Bortus' shop to purchase some berries for us to snack on. I'm sure he'd love to have you around."

Genevieve smiled at being given permission to go about her way for a bit. With her day now ahead of her, she got up from her shop chair and prepared to leave. With her fur in nice order and with a good amount of money she left her mother to the store. There was a lot she wanted to do before she came back to her everyday droll.

The streets of Lakeshire Town were bustling at this hour, with plenty of folks about and doing their daily and need-be-done chores. There were farmers who brought in crops from the surrounding fields and nearby pastures, there were laborers working on various projects in construction and maintenance, and there were even those who were bring ores and materials from the mountains up to the north. There was simply so much to see and do within town, with all of the need-be-done work filled by the able and willing pokémon who were itching to make the day's coin.

Genevieve was always happy to see this ambience. Ever since she was a child she loved coming to the center of town and see everything unfold and bustle. She would often come meet with childhood friends and perhaps grab a bite to eat. She'd often play games of tag or hide-n-seek or any other game that she could think of with them. They'd even play board games and with toys that any of them brought. Of course, those days were long past, and her old friends were off to their lives and perhaps with families of their own. It seemed that Genevieve was the only one who had yet to make something of her life. She was still in her mid-twenties, looking for that dashing man to whisk her away to an enchanted life. There was so much that the Lopunny wished to see and do in the meantime. There was no rush to get married yet.

The stand that the young pokémon came to was open, with the familiar and crisp scent of berries and herbs wafting from stands full of said herbal botanicals and berries and whatnot. A sign that read "Guru Bortus Produce and Sundries" was clear in front of the store, with a little picture of Oran and Cherri berries with the words. The berries on the sign were clearly visible with the groceries that looked as crisp as they were when they were harvested. The thing that wasn't clear was where the Oranguru shop owner was at, the ape pokémon normally sitting on his stool behind the stalls.

"Guru Bortus! It's Genevieve. I'm here," called out Gen as she walked further into the stall.

But there were no signs of the elder pokémon.

"Guru Bortus?" she called out again. She walked backwards when she felt like she bumped into someone. A bit surprised at the bump, she quickly turned around to apologize to the Oranguru for not looking where she was hopping. "Oh, I apologize, Guru Bortus. I didn't think you'd be- "

To Genevieve's surprise, it wasn't the Oranguru behind her. A tall and strong looking pokémon with red fur and white tuft chest was behind her. And the pokémon looked at her with a toothy smile. It was a Midnight Lycanroc by the looks of things, and he was wearing a blue apron with an image of berries displayed on it.

"Welcome to Guru Bortus' Produce and Sundries. I'm his new shop assistant Christopher, but you can call me Chris. Nice to meet you," said the pokémon with a toothy and amused smile.

"Oh? I didn't know that Guru Bortus had an assistant. Are you new to the job?" Chris nodded in confirmation. "Well, is the Guru not here at the moment?"

At that, a door was heard closing behind them. A sage looking pokémon with an oaken walking staff walked towards the stool, face happy to see that he had a returning customer.

"Ah, Genevieve darling, how are you doing my dear? Have you come to buy something for your dear mother? I see that you've become acquainted with my new shop assistant Christopher," said the old pokémon in a elder, sage-like voice as he sat on the stool and stroked his beard. "He's been helping me these past few days, for I've become too old and weak to tend to this shop by myself."

"Nonsense, Master. You're still in your prime and still kicking. You took down those robbers not too long ago without so much as an issue."

At this, Genevieve's grew worried, remembering over the news what happened the day before.

"Oh my, I forgot that yesterday you were robbed by some ruffians," lamented Gen. "I hope you weren't too hurt by the bandits."

At this, the Oranguru smiled.

"Think nothing of it, Genevieve. I may allow for children to come and take a berry or two after school but giving those bandits a stern beating is something that I hope they will remember, and even more so when the Constable Guard came to haul them off to jail," said the sage with a slight chuckle. "Well then, are you here to take a few berries home with you, Genevieve? If so, then allow me to offer a fine selection of berries, all free of charge."

"For free?" Gen's eyes popped open. "Oh Bortus, I can't. I just- "

"Think nothing of it, my dear. After all, it was your mother who supplied me with potpourri and sage oil to make my home fragrant. Now I am simply returning the favor." He then turned to the Lycanroc. "Christopher son, fill a bag for Genevieve with all of the berries she wants. And wrap the gift up well and tight. I don't want disappoint Maliah Lopunny, now."

"Yes, sir!" obey Chris as he then turned to face Gen. "Just say the word, and I'll fill your bag full of berries, Miss Genevieve. Take your pick, all on Master Bortus' blessing."

Genevieve was happy to hear the gratitude. She went on to pick the berries that she would take for her and her mother, all of which Christopher then put in a paper bag. And when the bag was filled, he wrapped it all up for Gen to take off for her mother. With a bag full of berries and with the Lopunny lass all smiles, she was then off to return the bounty to her mother. Giving the Oranguru and Lycanroc a humble farewell, she turned around headed back to the direction of home.

But Christopher looked on at the Lopunny with a wry smile. He had been taking note of his quarry and her scent. He noted her humble behavior and her demeanor, all of which was quaint and lovely. He turned to Guru Bortus; his eyes closed as he reminisced on the scent of the young woman.

"I see you've taken a liking to the young woman, Christopher. I hope that this means what I think it means."

Chris could only open his eyes with his ever growing smile.

"I take it you've noticed that I liked this girl," said Chris rather coyly.

"Well, she is a beautiful maiden, one who is lovely in heart and body. If your mission from now on is to conquer her, then by all means you have my blessing. Just take the routine and the traditional Lycanroc courtship a tad bit down. I don't think others would appreciate what your species does."

At this Christopher turned to look at the maiden turn around a corner, heading for the safety of home. He'd have to keep a further eye on her.

"Oh, I plan on letting my intentions known to her, Master. That I certainly intend to do..."

Genevieve arrived at her shop to see her mother tending to a pokémon who had just made a purchase. The Lopunny hoped her mother did well with the sale.

"There you are My Daughter. I had hoped Guru Bortus sent you back with only his finest berries," said Maliah with hope

"And all for free, too," added Genevieve.

"Even better! There is nothing quite like eating berries that came at no cost," and with that, Maliah got a Sitrus berry from the bag, sampling it and sucking on its succulent juices.

But Genevieve seemed discontent. She turned to look back outside, her face still longing for the taste of freedom and fresh air. Maliah, though, read her daughter like a book.

"I take it you want to go for another walk, dear?" the mother probed.

"Yes. I want go to Lake Shire for a spell," admitted Genevieve.

"Well then, what is stopping you? You're a grown woman, and able to make you decisions, no?"

"And what about 'no of this nonsense' that you said earlier?" retorted Genevieve.

"Well, that was to get your bloody head out of the clouds!" chided Maliah. But she quickly calmed down and looked at her daughter in earnest. "But I cannot dissuade you from pursuing your dreams. Soon you will be leaving the nest to fly off on your own. Perhaps you might even meet a fine gentleman who'd want to have a family with you. I won't stop any of that for happening - after all, I still want plenty more grandchildren, hah!" said Maliah with a chuckle. "The important thing is what your heart wants and what you want to pursue. You're even a blooming graduate from the Pokémon University for Arceus sakes, and top of class too. If by now you're not yet ready to take on the world, then clearly I haven't been pushing you hard enough. Go to the lake and have some respite. I'll man the store for the rest of the day. Just relax, take in the fresh air, and enjoy your life."

Genevieve smiled back at her mother. She could always count on her to understand her feelings. She then got a smaller bag and put some of the berries she brought from Bortus' shop and got ready to head out to the lake. The Lopunny lass was once more out on the street, enjoying the mild spring air and the warmth of the sun. For sure there were going to be plenty of flowers out by the Lake, with plenty for her to enjoy. It was with hope that she'd enjoy this time to herself. She just wanted to relax and unwind, and a full day by the lake and taking in the fresh air would be sure to do that.

Leaving the outskirts of town and arriving at the plains area surrounding Lake Shire and the Parfum River leading into and from it, the Lopunny took a seat on the green grass that was all around her. The lush green was a result of the end of the brutal winter of months past. There was simply so much green dotted by flowers and buds. And she wasn't alone in the meadows with all these flowers, for bug pokémon like Combee and Beedrill were imbibing in nectar from those flowers to convert into honey. It was all in the process of producing plenty of honey for themselves and for others to enjoy, and Genevieve couldn't wait for the bugs to produce the sweet fluid. And there were also plant pokémon all around basking in the sun with the flora, taking in the gentle warmth and light. To commemorate this wondrous time, she took a flower from the floor and brought it up to her nose, sniffing at the lovely smell. Of course, being a bunny, she couldn't help but munch on the flower once done.

The lakeside was calm and quaint, with only faint noises being heard of the splash of water from the water types that were abound. The sounds of Pokémon splashing in the lake were heard, with fish, aquatic birds and mammals, reptiles, and amphibians all taking a spot and carrying on with their day. The town was too far away to hear the sound of industry from there, leaving only the peaceful noise of the lake and its pokémon. There was a lot to take in, and much to enjoy. Genevieve took her spot not too far from the lake shore. She wanted to rest and take time to herself. It wasn't often that she got to relax like this, and she wanted to enjoy it.

But it was at this moment that Genevieve felt something was off. She couldn't help but feel as though something sinister was near. She couldn't help but as though someone was watching her somewhere from the shadows or out of sight. And even though she tried to refocus her gaze upon the tranquility of the lake, said tranquility felt like a farce. Something was around that meant trouble. Someone was there that perhaps had not very good intentions.

Genevieve turned to look behind her and was relieved to see that nobody was there. But when she turned back to face the lake she soon came face to food with a pair of red fur and strong looking legs. Her heart beat out of her chest as terror gripped her. She slowly looked up to see a familiar face. The familiarity of this face put her slightly at ease, but she knew that something was off about this pokémon.

"Chris?" asked Gen with confusion. "What are you doing out here? I thought you'd be with Guru Bortus."

The Midnight Lycanroc smiled toothily. "I'm on break, and so wanted to munch on some berries for a snack" he replied, noting to his bag of berries. "It sure is a pleasure meeting you out here, Genevieve. Perhaps we can talk for a while and chat up a bit?"

His words sounded sincere, but Gen could not get the thought of someone sinister surrounding the wolf out of her head. He wasn't here simply to have a few berries as a snack. But at the same time, she didn't want to be rude, and especially if his intentions were true. Against her better judgement, she elected to give the Lycanroc the benefit of doubt.

"Well, if you want to sit around here, that's fine I guess. I normally prefer being alone, though," she replied, hinting at her desire to be alone."

"No worries, Dear Genevieve. I won't bother you. I prefer being quiet, and am especially silent when I'm around prey."

These last few words struck a nerve within Gen. Alarms were ringing in her head. She wondered what he meant by that.

"So tell me about yourself, Gen. I here that you come from a prominent family here in town."

Christopher seemed to try to make small talk, but the Lopunny could help but continue feeling unnerved. She faced him and saw his eyes with intention. She wasn't too comfortable with their piercing, red eyes.

"Well, I come from a big family. I have a lot of siblings, and my mother was born and raised here in town while my father came from Petalgrove. I just... well..."

Genevieve's nerves were getting the best of her. She just couldn't get comfortable. The feeling of danger was just overpowering.

"I'm sorry, Christopher, but I should get going. I have some things to take care of back home." This was a lie, of course, but she just had to get away.

"I'll join you then, my dear. I've heard tale of bandits around the area, and so j think it's best that I guide you before you get mugged by some confederate who wishes you harm."

But at this point, Genevieve had enough.

"Just leave me alone, you creep!" she shouted ad she hopped away.

"There's no need to run, Genevieve!" said Christopher as he got off the floor. "I'm not to hurt you or anything!"

The bunny made continuous hope away from the wolf, hoping to get as far away from him as she could. She could hear his footsteps as he chased after her. All she could do was go into the bramble of the Shire Forest, hoping to lose her pursuer in the dense growth. She continued at her hops at a frantic pace, going over fallen logs and small boulders to try and get away. She hoped that these added obstacles were enough to shake off her predator.

At last, Genevieve took a stop behind a boulder. Her heart was racing as she panted heavily. She hoped that she had given her pursuer the slip, or at the very least that he'd give up on chasing. She tried recollecting herself, taking deep breaths to try and recover from her run. She felt that she had given Chris the slip.

But then-

"Caught you!" said a familiar voice from behind her. Genevieve was spun around violently and came face to face with Christopher, a wild look on his face. "Did you honestly think you'd get away from me?"

He pinned her against the boulder, his strength far stronger than hers. Genevieve could only whimper as she was pinned against the rock.

"Someone! Anyone!" she cried out. "HELP!!!"

"No one can hear you, my dear," whispered Chris into her ear. "You're all alone with me. I've finally got you where I want you."

"Please, Chris... Let me go... it doesn't have to be like this," Gen pleaded with her captor.

"After all the effort I put into tracking you, now you want me let you go? I'm afraid I can't do that, Genevieve. Not until I am finished with you, and not until I do what I want to do."

Genevieve gulped at the thought.

"Like what? Like... raping me?"

"Maybe," said Christopher. "Perhaps getting the first taste of virgin blood would suit me. I can smell your virginity from a mile away, my dear. Oh, the things that I can do to you now."

Genevieve gulped as her captor opened his muzzle to reveal sharp canines at her. She was half expecting to either be eaten or raped, and neither possibility was too pleasing to the mind. Her heart was pounding as he then put his mouth to her neck, opening wide and enveloping his mouth around her. He then applied pressure on her neck, and though his teeth were not sinking into her flesh she could still feel the point of his canines upon her supple, innocent flesh. At this point, Genevieve had accepted her fate. She just waited for her captor to either have his dirty way with her or make a meal out of her. She was ready to meet her fate.

"Are... are you going to eat me? Or... have sex with me?" whimpered Gen softly.

"Now that is a good question," noted Christopher, letting her neck go as he then looked at her eyes with continued ferocity.. "I could sink my teeth into your flesh and tear at you. I could taste your blood as I feast upon you. I could make you scream as I ravish you!"

Christopher's face was twisted with mange, his breathing ragged as his teeth were once more showing. Genevieve expected to be finished off then and there. But when she opened her eyes she was surprised to see Chris's face make a complete change. His face went from completely wild to more calm and controlled. His wicked smile had faded as he just looked at her with a grin. His eyes stopped piercing at her and instead were filled with warmth. It was such a stark change that Genevieve was both surprised and shocked. She didn't expect for her captor to convert into something more gentle. However, looks could be deceiving as Chris could just be lulling her into false calmness.

Yet his sincerity and apparent benevolence was proven with what he said next.

"But I won't do any of that. You have nothing to fear from me. I just hope that you at least listen to what I have to say and take it with you however you may," said Christopher as he looked at her so gently. His words sounded so sincere. He put his heart into his words.

And as a result Genevieve had no idea what to think in regard to this. She was still afraid, wondering if this was all a ruse just to get her to lower her guard so that the sneaky wolf would then attack her. She knew there were sneaky bastards like that out there. And yet Chris' warm smile betrayed all the hostility that he had just shown her. It all seemed like a sick joke, a twisted gag that the wolf pokémon played just to get at her. But for the moment, Gen just wanted to assure her own safety.

"Well, if you mean no harm, can you let me go now?" she asked of him.

"I will, but not right now. I want to assure that you at least listen to what I have to say."

"Listen to you?" scoffed Genevieve, who was now starting to get upset. "I was afraid for my life not too long ago, and you want me to listen to you? Is this all some kind of sick joke to you?!" she fired back, hoping to get him to see his foolishness.

"It's all for a noble cause, My Dear Bunny," stated Christopher. "It's all in the name of the hunt... for I am hunting for a mate."

Genevieve's cheeks began to blush red upon hearing that last phrase. She didn't know what to think. She didn't expect all of this chasing, this pseudo-pursuit to all be in the name of the reason Chris just gave. Mayne it was all a sick joke after all? And yet Gen couldn't help but feel touched by all this. Strangely enough, despite being chased through the woods, being afraid for her life, and now being pinned against a boulder, she was open to hear what the wolf had to say in regard to courtship.

"You did all of this because you were looking for a mate?" she asked rather vexed. "There are loads other ways you could've approached me to ask for courtship. I was so scared to death thinking that you were going to rape me!" she berated at him

Christopher couldn't help but let out a wicked little giggle at this recognition.

"I may be a sneaky wolf, but even I'm not that dishonorable. I was merely following the rules of my kind. We Lycanroc are very upcoming and forward with our approach to courtship. We actively and literally chase after the one whom we wish to mate, and if we catch them then our courtship begins until we either marry or separate for good - if neither one of us is to each other's liking."

What a strange ritual, thought Genevieve. She knew that other species of Pokemon had strange manners of dating, and though she had heard of how Lycanrocs dated - from Midday, Midnight, and even Dusk - she didn't expect herself to be caught up in this mating ritual. But one look at Chris' warm smile and she could tell that he was serious.

It wasn't as though Christopher was an ugly looking Pokemon - far from it. His body was slender yet strong looking, his fur was well groomed and smelled ever so slightly if lilac, and his face was dapper and clean. Genevieve could tell that this pokemon was a prize. Lusty women were sure to come after this male with all intent, and perhaps some already have. But instead this male came for her and her plain looks. She didn't think herself too much of a prize, and yet Christopher seemed to make a beeline for her. And with this in mind, Genevieve wanted to know what attracted this male to her.

"But why me?" Gen asked blatantly. "Of all the females out there, and perhaps those of your own kind, why did you pick me out of all of them?"

Christ chuckled about, letting the truth be known.

"I just knew from the very moment that we met back in Master Bortus' shop that you were the one. You don't carry airs about yourself as someone special, as most females of my kind are fond of doing. You're so humble and sweet, a sweetness and understanding that I honestly admire. Your demeanor is gentle and relaxed. You're everything I could ever want, and I'm honestly surprised that males don't come after you more often. You're a beauty in every way, and that is what I want in a woman."

The Lopunny was touched by his words. He certainly knew how to woo a woman.

"Well, for a while I did have plenty of suitors," stated Genevieve. "But I'd always turn them away. Many male pokémon, perhaps with too big an ego for my taste, came up to me to ask for my hand. But I'd always turn them away." She then decided to get bold. "Who's to say that I won't do the same to you, considering you did chase after all? How do I know that you'll love me and take of me and not take a bite of me one day when you get hungry?"

For anyone else this would be the end of the road in regard to wooing. After what happened, there appeared to be no chance for a makeup. But Chris knew exactly what to say.

"Well, for all intents and purposes, you're free to turn me away. I caused you much stress and anxiety, but only because I followed the ways of my ancestors. If you wish, I can walk away from here and never bother you again, even when you come to make a purchase from Guru Bortus' shop." Chris then smiled at her gingerly. "But I hope you'll at least consider giving us a chance. Maybe we can date traditionally for a while before you make a decision? Maybe we can see if we can make something of our relationship? And if through all that you still aren't happy with me, you can leave at any time, without consequence.

"Just know that I am a very serious man who cherishes those close to him. I'll always love you and put your wellbeing above all else. I may not guarantee that I won't take a nibble out of your neck from time to time, but I promise not to bite too hard."

Genevieve looked at how happy the wolf in front of her was. He was a gleeful as can be, and his emotion was as genuine as they come. She could tell that everything he said was true and that he would take care of her. She couldn't be angry at this pokémon for being so frank with her, even after causing her so much stress and bother. With this in mind, she made her decision.

"I'll date you, Christopher. You deserve a chance at least," she smiled at his as she lifted up a hand, poking his button canine nose as a little tease. "I hope you're as good a lover as you say you are, because the male I want to be dating better give me plenty of love."

No words could describe Chris' jubilee.

"You won't regret it, Genevieve! I swear, by Arceus, I'll make you the happiest you've ever been!" He exclaimed in elation as he then stopped pinning her against the boulder and backed away, his cheer evident on his smile. "I hope you'll forgive me for causing all of this. I just- "

*smack* Genevieve hadn't completely let Christopher off the hook, and the smack across his face was evidence of that. The wolf, meanwhile, tried to regain his composure after receiving such a heavy blow. For being a dainty bunny, Gen could certainly slap hard.

*pant* "I deserve that, I believe. Wowzers, you hit hard!" he said as he tried to regain his breath, clutching his slapped cheek as it throbbed red from the hit.

"Now I forgive you." Without wasting a minute, Genevieve lunged at him and wrapped an arm around his chest. "My love," she replied, affirming her newly forged relationship.

All Christopher could do was hug his new lover back in turn. He wrapped an arm around her, pulling her towards his chest and embracing her warmth.

It was not often that a predator and prey pokémon bonded together like this. Normally, the result of their interaction would mean a Lycanroc making a meal out of a Lopunny. But Christopher was not hunting for a meal, but rather for love. Genevieve was his unwillingly victim, and amazingly, despite what he did he managed to win her heart. As the two walked towards the exit of the woods they held each other's hand. The bunny was with a fierce wolf, not to be prey but as a lover. It was a certainly a unique couple, but one that anyone could see as being genuine. They continued to hold each other's hand even as they entered the Lakeside Meadows and went for the entrance of town. It was still the early evening, and the sun was starting to set. For sure, both sides were going to their respective homes for the night, but they would reunite the following day - and perhaps the following days after as well.

The two lovers walked down the still bustling streets of town. People were coming off of work and were heading for rest and supper. There was so much to enjoy this day, the remaining time allowing for much to happen. What more was that today was a Friday, the weekend now finally here. Pokemon would be sure to spend time having fun, perhaps drinking along with celebrating, or even going to banquet somewhere special. The next few days promised a lot of ambience, and it was no better time for two newly formed lovers to celebrate the start of their courtship.

Genevieve opened the door to her store, the sound of the bell chime ringing as she would soon walk in. But before she would step inside, there was the matter of biding her new partner farewell for the night. For sure they would meet again very soon.

"Shall we meet again tomorrow for our first date?" asked Genevieve.

"Certainly, my dear." And with that agreement, Christopher let her know when and where. "Let's meet out by Shire Lake again around high noon, and maybe we can talk a bit more."

Genevieve walked into the door of the shop, waving goodbye to Christopher as he went on his way. The Lopunny looked on dreamily at the Lycanroc as he disappeared among the crowd. But she had forgotten how dirty and unkempt she looked from the little escapade, and Mother Mariah was sure to ask her daughter why she looked the way she did.

"Goodness, Child, you look like you lost an argument and did battle with a Tyranitar. What on earth happened by the lake, and who was that pokémon who was with you just now?"

Genevieve grimaced, she looked at a mirror that was in the shop and saw her fur in knots with splotches of dirt all over her. This was probably what her mother meant by her doing battle against some fierce beast. But unlike said battle with said fierce beast, what actually went down ended more amicably though was far more endearing.

"Oh nothing, Mother. It's nothing to worry about. I just had a nice, rough encounter with a male whom I will be dating," Gen replied. She looked seeing the shocked and astonished face of her mother. "Don't think to much of it. The male just came up to me and asked to date me for a time."

"Did he ask with brute force?" wondered Maliah. "Is that why you look as though you were mugged and then left on the side of a dirt road?"

"Something like that. My new boyfriend was kind of rough with me."

Maliah could only scoff.

"I'll have to tell Guru Bortus if this is what his Lycanroc Apprentice Christopher thinks is the correct way to court a woman. I'll be sure to give Chris a good scolding when I meet him in person."

Now Genevieve was the one who was astonished.

"How did you know about Chris?"

Maliah smiled as she closed her eyes. "When you left for the meadows, Guru Bortus came over to discuss Christopher seeking a relationship with you. I was surprised but willing to discuss. The Oranguru went on to describe Chris as being a well-to-do pokémon and hard worker, one whom put responsibilities and honor before all else. He tried selling me the idea that the young man would be the perfect man for you. I wasn't too sure about it though, considering the young man is of a predator species. But I figured I'd wait till you get home to hear what Christopher told you." Maliah then scoffed, realizing what had happened to her daughter. "I guess the answer is that I won't be allowing that brute near you ever again."

"No, mother!" cried out Genevieve. "Christopher is not a bad pokémon. I'd love to date him. He was so sweet and frank with me. Maybe if I were to tell you what happened while we were by the lake, then maybe I can convince you."

Genevieve went on to describe everything that transpired between her and the Lycanroc. She went on about the chase that happened, how Chris caught her and pinned her against a boulder. But she spoke more about how he was so sweet with her, how the reason he did all this was as a tradition that normally occurred when Lycanrocs courted each other. She went on to give as many positive notes and descriptors as she could to her mother in the hopes of changing her mind. And slowly but surely, Maliah started to have a change of heart. She opened her eyes and looked at Genevieve rather sincerely. She knew what to say next.

"I can tell that you feel strongly for this male. In truth, even if I didn't like him, the decision to court him falls on you, Genevieve. I just want you to be careful since you are my last daughter and all." Maliah then turned and took a sip of tea from a cup that was on her desk. "In truth, Christopher does sound like a nice man, which was what Guru Bortus tried to tell me. Whether or not you want to date him remains solely with you, dear. Just be careful to choose the right pokémon for you; one who will cherish you and take care of you and the children you're likely to have between the two of you. Whatever is likely to happen, I just hope things all turn out well. But as for him being so rough with you, the next time I meet Christopher in person I'll be sure to whack him on the head with my cane for all that."

Genevieve giggled, wishing her mother would give double for her.

"Tomorrow, I'm going to meet with Christopher by Lake Shire. I hope that's fine with you."

"I don't mind, though I feel you're just using this as an excuse to shirk from your duties here in the shop," teased Maliah. "No worries, my dear, you can be sure to enjoy all the afternoon and evening with that man. Just be careful and make sure to think clearly while opening up your heart."

Genevieve and Maliah came to an agreement as they went on to close the shop. It was now the evening, and hardly anyone would come over to shop at this hour. But the young Lopunny's heart was all aflutter as she looked forward to her date. She wondered what kind of a man Christopher was, and how his life was like. She wanted to hear his life story and see what he had done over the years. For sure she would share some of her own history with him, the two of them hoping to connect through the actions of their past. It would be interesting to hear what each other had to say.

But for now, all the Lopunny could do was climb up the stair and go to her room. Her mind was dreamy with the thoughts of how Chris would turn out to be. Tomorrow was sure to be a lovely day...

It had now been two months since that magical day, but Genevieve just couldn't stop thinking about it. The first date between her and Christopher was such a warm and welcoming day. The water pokémon by the lake even looked on happily at the two of them as they bonded and shared a few berries that they had brough with each other. And ever since then the two had been going steady. There was nothing quite like a unique relationship blossoming from an unlikely pair; A Bunny and a Wolf. It was something that few pokémon could believe, but also something that was as wholesome as they came.

Around this time, a long while ago, Genevieve was the first to arrive by Lake Shire, sitting on the wide stump of a cut tree and taking bites out of some berries that she had brough with her. She awaited for her lover to arrive. Her mind was filled with dreamy hope, wondering what her new love interest was like. And when she heard a familiar voice from behind her, the elations she felt only grew.

"I hope you haven't been waiting too long for me," said the familiar voice of Christopher. "I tried rushing as fast as I could. Though, it seems that I've managed to sneak up on you again, Hehe."

"Would you like some berries, Chris?" offered Genevieve. "I have plenty over here. I'm sure there's some here you can like."

"Perfect. These will surely sate my hunger... for now, at least..." uttered Chris spookily.

"Oh, quit speaking like a creep, Chris," chided Gen. "We both know you're not that type of pokémon. If you were, you probably would've taken advantage of me yesterday."

"Fair enough," he replied back.

Chris sat on the same stump as Genevieve, and when Genevieve saw him she was shocked to see him covered in bruises and cuts.

"Oh Arceus, what happened to you, Christopher?" asked Gen. "You look beat up all over."

"Well, Master Bortus didn't take too kindly to me after he heard what I did to you yesterday. The old man tanned my hide - literally, may I add. But despite the beating, I have no regrets over what I did yesterday... well, perhaps one or two."

"Sure you do, Chris," said Gen sarcastically.

With the two now together they then began to talk. They talked about their day and how it carried on, their lives at home, and their place in Lakeshire Town. Both pokémon were born and raised here in Lakeshire Town, though they went to different school on the opposite side of town. They knew of the neighborhoods in town, knew all the well-known landmarks, and so much more. They then started sharing things about their own lives, with Gen realizing that Chris was a good two years older than she was, which wasn't saying much since she was twenty-six years old. He was the oldest of five children, all brothers, in a tight-knit Lycanroc family. Genevieve, meanwhile, was the youngest of six siblings, all sisters, in a tightly knit Lopunny family - albeit one that wasn't so close anymore since all of her sister have all married and started families of their own.

"Well, it's nice to know that we both come from good families," noted Chris. "My younger brothers tend to be snarky little bastards."

"Well, my older sisters tend to be snarky little bitches as well, heh" replied Gen, to which the two then laughed after remarking on their siblings.

They then went on to describe their own lives, with Chris being the first.

Chris' full name was Christopher Alexander Price, and he came from a long line of hunters and gatherers. Both of his parents excelled in this field, and so they taught him and his younger siblings how to hunt, chase, and prepare prey. Chris would put all of these skills to use when he joined the Daegar National Army Corp, which he joined as soon as he graduated from high school. He served for a single tour of duty, four years, and through those years he made his country proud and earned himself many accolades and medals. He was mainly a scout and reconnaissance fighter, using his tried and tested skills to sneak into enemy territory and take recon in the situation while also fighting asymmetrically. He was so good at his task that he was even promoted to Sergeant Major First Class and was even give a small platoon under his command, whom he all trained to be stealthy and agile fighters. His greatest medals earned were the Gold Star of Honor and Distinguished Service Medal, which were both just under the highest accolade a soldier could achieve: The Medal of Honor.

"Wow! You're quite the soldier, Chris," congratulated Gen. "I never knew you were so distinguished. I bet many soldiers owe you their life for all you did."

"Well, the Army made me experience a lot of things, both good and bad, and some of those things I remember either fondly or hauntingly to this day," he recounted with sort of a half-smile. "I made a lot of friends, whom I still hang out with to this day. I also lost quite a few brothers in arms during my tour of duty. Whatever medals or awards I won is besides the point. I only did my duty and what I was told to do to the very best of my ability."

Now it was the Lopunny's turn.

Gen was born Genevieve Masterson and to a well-known family in Lakeshire Town. She had a Granduncle who was once a well-known business tycoon, and her father - the Granduncle's nephew - received a good-sized inheritance from him. He then used the money to build a shop here in Lakeshire Town after he graduated from Pokémon University with a major in business. He then made sure to send his own children to school so that they would be sure to live comfortable lives with the degrees that they earned - and Genevieve was no exception. She went to Pokémon University as well as her father and also got into business. She had hoped to get into a prestigious Corporation in Ritz Regal City as part of the entertainment industry, but she was told that she needed experience before they could hire her. This is why she worked in her mother's shop as the business manager, selling China and making sure that her CV would be filled with all the good work she did with raising up a business high. Once she had gained enough experience and so proved to her interviewers how good she was, she hoped to enter into a career as a Business Supervisor - which, if she did a good job, would lead to higher positions and one fat pay.

"So, you're a business pokémon, eh?" noted Chris. "I hope won't end up being as soulless and heartless as all the bastards out there who view the world in Pokémon Dollar Signs."

"Trust me, I am very honest, Chris. I try not to be conniving and cunning with people. I make sure to treat them honestly."

"You're not conniving alright, otherwise I wouldn't have caught you so easily yesterday."

"Hey!" cried out Gen as Chris snickered at his joke.

The two would spend the rest of that day getting to know each other, hoping to see the other side of their partner through conversation and through the stories they had to tell. It was clear that Genevieve and Christopher had vastly different lives, and some of it filled with hardship. Chris' parents were still alive, but Genevieve's father tragically passed away when she entered University. Chris may have had scars from combat to deal with, but Genevieve had the fact that her old man had long since passed away from a heart condition. It was touch ordeal for both her and her family, and Chris was highly supportive of her upon hearing this. He wrapped an arm around her when a tear started to drip down her face. Even after all this time, it was still something rather difficult to deal with.

All of those initial chats happened over two months ago, and Spring came with even greater fervor as the days got warmer. Flowers will still in abundance all over the meadows, and bug pokémon still tried sucking away at all the nectar they could get from blooming buds, spreading around pollen while pollinating flower for the seeds and fruits of the next season. Genevieve was once again sitting on the same stump she had been sitting at every day since the she'd been dating Christopher. She hoped to see her romantic interest again.

The relationship between the two had grown steadily with time, and though in hindsight they had only been dating for two months they had become incredibly close to one another. The two would even go out on dates into the downtown district of Lakeshire Town, imbibing in cold drinks and eating delicious food whenever they'd get the chance. It was moments like these that the two pokémon lived for, and it was a peace that they hoped their relationship would perpetuate. On their second date the two shared their first kiss, and a rather intimate one at that. The moment was more like a French kiss, with plenty of tongue and saliva exchange. It was a very deep and impactful moment for the two of them. There was nothing quite like getting engrossed in each other's embrace to really set the mood.

The kiss brought into question other details about the future relationship. Being that both lovers were of the same egg group, it was possible for them to have children with each other. But a prey species having children with a predator was something that many pokémon didn't see often. And yet, this unlikely pairing proved that love was truly blind. Chris did enact on his predatory instincts from time to time, however. He would occasionally nibble and bite Gen on the neck or other part of her body. Gen didn't mind being her lover's prey from time to time, so long as he didn't bite too hard. Being chomped on the neck was something that she seemed to ironically enjoy.

One last thing to note was that Genevieve often got the feeling that she was often being watched from afar, that she had a stalker or admirer of sort. She figured that it must have been Christopher, the sly wolf using his skills at stealth to keep hidden while he eyed her from afar. She really hoped he wouldn't since he also had work and ought to spend more time there than keeping an eye on her.

But today, things were rather off. Genevieve felt the feeling of being watched, but she looked around and Christopher was nowhere to be found. And even more worrying was the fact that he was late. He was normally arrived at their meetups on time, sometimes even earlier. And yet the wolf was arriving late to their hangout. She wondered if Guru Bortus was holding him back, perhaps the store getting a greater influx of customers than normal. But even still, Christopher is usually here on time.

"Alright, lady, no funny business," said a gruff voice from behind her. "You'll give us what you got with you, as well as the combination to that safe you got at home, and you won't get hurt."

Gen turned around to see a trio of mean looking pokémon, all of them looking rather strong and powerful. The three were a Scrafty, Drapion, and Shiftry, with the last one of those seeming to be the leader. The three pokémon looked like what you'd expect of rogues, and they weren't beating around the bush as to their intentions. The Scrafty already had his arms outstretched as if her were ready to start swinging, and the Drapion had his poison covered claws ready to poison her if she didn't cooperate.

"Get away from me!" cried out Gen, hoping to cause enough of a commotion to get someone's attention. "I'll call the Constable Guard to get here if you don't leave."

"Try all you like, lady, but Constable Grizz is busy with other stuff we left for him," noted the Scrafty. "Now, my boss here isn't going to ask again, missy."

"And if you even think about yelling, we'll make you regret it," added the Drapion with intent.

Genevieve wasn't going to yell. Instead, she lifted up her arms and summoned stars to appear around her, a Swift move that was sure to be a good distraction if nothing else. When she threw the Swift stars at her assailants she turned and made a beeline for Shire Forest once again. She wasn't about to be intimidated by these brutes and give in to their demands. She hopped like mad, getting a great speed as she left her muggers eating her dust. But she wondered if she could successfully escape from these. She hoped that the robbers didn't have as good a skill as her lover, and that he'd come soon to rescue her.

She hid behind an all too familiar boulder, which once again provided her cover from her pursuers. She hoped that the bramble of the forest would keep her well-hidden. But the forest was not too terribly dense, as one could see well far ahead. All she could do was hide behind the boulder and hope that her pursuers would pass her by. And two of them did; the Drapion and Scrafty ran on by without seeing her, the two of them asking each other where their prey had gone. Gen figured that this would be her time to beat a hasty retreat. But when she got out of the boulder she came across the one pokémon whom she'd been hedging her bets on avoiding.

"End of the line, bitch," said the Shiftry.

Gen tried to back away from this pokémon, but then she bumped into someone from behind. She felt her arm being grabbed by the Scrafty thug, and then a sharp pain followed by a sickly feeling hit her on the shoulder blade. The Drapion stung her with his poison, and now the poor lass was poisoned and slowly losing strength. She'd need an antidote if she hoped to survive for long.

"You had to do things the hard way," said the Drapion.

"You caused us to go running around, but now you're gonna get it," added the Scrafty.

Genevieve was in a hopeless situation. Maybe she should have run while she still had the chance. She probably would've been better off giving the robbers what they wanted. But giving them the combination of the safe back at home would mean putting her mother in danger, as well as having their entire savings stolen from them. It'd be terribly hard for them to recover from there. It sounded like a difficult choice to make, so she went with hedging her bets on escaping. Just like she proved with Chris, however, she was not very good at hiding.

But it was at this moment that ground underneath the Shiftry robber started to give way. He was then launched into the air as a rock pillar shot up from the ground, causing massive amounts of damage due to Stone Edge. Then, a loud howl, one that'd send a shiver down one's spine, reverberated through the trees. The Shiftry got up from the floor and saw the Midnight Lycanroc howling into the air and then glare at him with furious eyes. The male wolf was not happy to come across this.

"If you touch another hair on her, I will tear you all apart and bite your fucking heads off!" roared Christopher as he gave his threat.

The Drapion stepped forwards, snapping his pincers, and awaiting to fight. Showing that the robbers had no honor, the Scrafty also came forward to put the numbers in their favor.

"You think you can mess with us? As if," taunted the Drapion.

"I got the type advantage against this fool," jeered the Scrafty. "A Hi Jump Kick ought a knock his ass down for good."

"Try me, you sons of bitches," sneered Chris with murderous intent. "If you don't back off this moment, I won't let you leave here alive."

The three looked at each other and at how serious Chris looked. But this didn't stop the Scrafty from jumping high in the air to perform Hi Jump Kick and for the Drapion to shoot out a ball of sludge - the move Toxic - at the Lycanroc. But Chris ducked out of the way of both moves with such quick speed that the two didn't even see where he went. The Scrafty slammed his knee into the ground, grabbing his leg as he felt the recoil of the hit. And to make matters worse was that the Toxic hit him instead, a friendly fire that was sure to cost them all. Chris then charged at the Drapion and bit him with Crunch - a move that was half as effective but was so strong that he caused the large Ogre Scorpion to bleed. When he finally let go he launched even more Stone Edge spikes at the Scrafty and sent him flying. The Scrafty was thrown against a tree and slammed hard, to which he then landed on the ground and fainted, his eyes swirling at having taken so much damage.

"Holy shit!" cried out the Drapion, rushing to his friend now KO'd on the ground. He picked him up before carrying him off with to the Shiftry. It was clear that they were no match for the powerful wolf, and that they'd need to regroup.

"Hang in there, Joe," cried out the Shiftry to his KO'd comrade, looking at Chris with a defiant face. "You win today, but the next time we meet we'll be sure to teach you a lesson for this!" he swore.

The three were then off, with the Scrafty now on his friend's shoulders. The wolf just glared at them as the cowards ran off. He then turned and looked at Genevieve, a concerned look on his face as he saw how sick his lover was because of the poisoning.

"Are you okay, Gen?" he asked.

"As good as being poisoned can be," remarked Gen, who was now feeling the worst of it.

Chris had a pack with him, and so he pulled out a Pecha berry and gave it to his partner. Gen took a few bites of the berry and soon her body was recovering from the toxins. She got off the floor and looked at Chris' wolfish smile.

"Thank you, my love," thanked Genevieve. "If it wasn't for you, I'd be a goner."

"Well, it's a good thing I came in the nick of time. I apologize for being late. Guru Bortus had me helping around the shop, and then a customer made a mess when he accidentally dropped a jar of Berry Jam, so I had to clean it up. If I had come sooner, I'd probably have kept you safer if only I had just finished up quicker." His ears then dropped at that last thing he said.

Genevieve smiled at her lover for his confession. She had a feeling Guru Bortus was holding him back. But at the same time she knew that the muggers would come for her eventually, and maybe at a time where Chris would not be around to save her. She was happy to see her lover worry about her. She then leaned against the boulder and sat down on the ground. She was tired from both her escape attempt and the effects of the poison. Chris sat down next to her and pulled out a small bag full of gummy candies for the two of them to enjoy; he brought them with him, since Gen said she was big fan of sweets.

"So, how was work with Guru Bortus?" asked Gen.

"Same as usual. It was a slow business day and was kinda boring. Master Bortus was busy doing yoga and meditating while I tended to the shop. Go figure," he noted to his day. "How was yours?"

"Meh, I sold a few items in my store, and even worked out a deal with the Shire Lake Bordeaux Eatery for some fine silverware and utensils."

"The Eatery commissioned you? Swell. You'll make a good amount of coin with them." Chris' face then turned more stoic. "Listen, Gen... we've been together for a good while now. We've been dating and going out to eat. I know there's still quite a ways for us to go right now. I have a feeling that our bond is only going to continue to grow from here. And to be honest, I hope to spend the rest of my life with you."

Gen could feel her heart beating faster, seeming to know where this was all going.

"Well, I'd love to spend more time with you, Chris. You literally just saved my life not too long ago. Anybody who'd go out of their way to save another pokémon is worthy of being loved."

"And that is why I want to do something to keep us together for the rest of our lives. I know two months sounds like a short time to do this, but I feel if I don't do this now then I might lose this chance in the future."

Chris then reached into his pouch and pulled out what he meant to give to Gen after such a long time. His hear beat true with this. He wanted to more than anyone else. And when he opened the small little box to reveal a diamond encrusted golden ring that was as glittering as it was expensively extravagant, he knew what he wanted to say in that very moment.

"Will you marry me, Genevieve?" he asked with his full heart.

To say Genevieve was dumbstruck would be an understatement. The Lopunny was at a complete loss of words. She didn't know how respond, though the tear that dripped down one of her eyes gave a clear indication of her mood.

"Yes! Of course, my wolf, I'd love to be your wife!" she admitted.

Chris lifted up his head and howled into the air. His glee was evident as he looked at Genevieve with a look of joy and accomplishment. He then rushed her and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close to him. Gen was just as happy to declare her love for him. She knew that Christopher was the right man for him. She didn't know of anyone else who could be so intimate with her. And for sure her mother would be happy to hear that she just made things official between the two.

Genevieve was just so ecstatic, so much so that she felt like she wanted to have one last bit of fun.

"How would you like to celebrate us being betrothed, Chris?" she asked him.

"I don't know. Maybe by cuddling?" he responded. "I'd like to something a bit warm."

But Gen wanted to do much more than that. She felt something light up in her heart.

"How about chasing me, Chris?" she suggested. "You can try to hunt me down like the rabbit I am. And if you win, you get to do to me whatever you like."

A wicked grin formed on Christopher's face.

"Oh, be careful what you say, My Dear, for I may take full advantage of that." But he then nodded his head. "I'd love to chase you for a bit. In fact, my kind chase each other during betrothal - the one betrothing having to chase the other party in order to win that man or woman's hand. But whether or not we do anything from this moment on, just know that I will find you again, Genevieve. I will find you, and when I do I will ravish you whole."

"I'll give you thirty seconds to hop away. Starting now..."

"Wait! Give me time to- "

"Twenty-nine! Twenty-eight! Twenty- "

Genevieve turned in the other direction and hoped as fast as she could go. She went over logs and through bushes and bramble to try to put as much distance between her and Chris. For sure he was now tracking her after the one-minute mark. Gen hid behind another big boulder, one that provided plenty of cover from chasing eyes. She hid behind it as she then tried to catch her breath. She hoped this would be the perfect spot for her to hide from her chasing. But overall she was so happy. Even if she were discovered, she wouldn't mind. She wouldn't mind being ravished a little bit.

Turns out, she was just as terrible at hiding as the last time Christopher chased after her.

"Found you!" said a voice behind her as she felt two arm wrap around her.

"Yikes! You caught me," yipped Gen, who then turned coy. "So, what would you like to do to me now, my wolf?"

Chris knew exactly what to do.

"Now, I'll ravish you!"

Christopher picked Genevieve off her feet and put her flat on the ground with him on top of her, pinning her to the floor with his weight. He had a wild look on his face, as though instinct was taking over. But all he did next was plant his muzzle against her lips in a tender moment of kissing. It had been a good while since they last kissed, and now was an even more tender moment. Gen was thankful for Chris saving her life from the thugs, for if it weren't for him She may not have come out of that situation alive. She was happy to kiss her lover back, smacking her lips against his and allowing his tongue to dance around in her mouth. She didn't want Chris to be too gentle on her. She wanted to be treated roughly, like a piece of meat. Her mind was filling with desire, and with this desire came carnal instinct.

Chris was feeling this as well. His canine nose could smell the pheromones that his lover was making. It was as though the bunny was in heat, and the scene drove him even more wild. So much so that a certain organ was growing in size and was now poking onto Gen. The Lopunny broke the kiss and looked down at her partner's desire, giggling a little bit to see that he was of impressive size.

"I get the feeling you're trying to tell me something, Chris," teased Gen.

"Well, with pheromones as enticing as yours, it's hard for me to not pop a boner," joked Chris. "I am a wolf, after all, so my sense of smell can tell when you're lusty."

"Do you want to do it with me, Chris?" she suggested. "This would be a very special sex session. I am virgin, and you'd be taking my virginity and making me a full woman. Doesn't that sound nice?"

"Well, I'm afraid of getting you pregnant, My Dear. We're in the same egg group, so knocking you up is a very real possibility."

"No worries, Chris. We are betrothed already, so it's not like we're doing a One Night Stand. I'd gladly bear all the babies you want."

"I guess there is no harm, then."

Chris put a hand to her cheek, caressing her and making her feel comfortable.

"So, you're a virgin," he reminisced. "I'd have thought a woman your age would have had some sexual experience already."

"I'm not that loose. I want to save my special flower for the right man. Besides, my parents would have killed me if they discovered I had casual sex. Now that we're getting married, I can have all the sex I want with you." She then looked at him more gingerly. "Just be gentle when you're deflowering me. But once you do, you can be as rough with me as you want."

"Noted."

He aligned his canine cock with her entrance, his tip placed on her awaiting sex. He pushed his cock forward and came across the major roadblock of her hymen. Gen looked expectantly at him, giving him the green light to push ahead. He did just that, with Gen wincing a little bit at feeling her youth being stressed. When Chris broke her hymen she felt a sharp and painful sting, followed by a wave of pleasure enveloping her. She was now a woman, and she relished the feel of Chris continuing to push his member deeper and deeper into her depths. Being that she never had sex before, her vaginal walls were as tight as can be. The pressure was a bit painful for the both of them. Chris grit his teeth as he pushed on, getting deeper and deeper into her tight and warm reaches.

He stopped when he reached her cervix, with the only thing remaining of his length was his canine knot. He looked on at her pained expression, happy to see her enjoy this moment despite the pain. He pulled back till only his tip remained in her before sinking his length back into her again. He picked up the pace with each thrust in and out, hoping to get rougher with his partner with every push into her.

Gen, meanwhile, couldn't believe that she was now having sex, and with a predator no doubt. She was engaged, no longer a virgin, and now about to be taken by a handsome wolf. She wanted to bask in this time with her lover as he pushed himself deep into her before pulling out and pushing back into her. She loved the feeling of his length reaching her deep regions, with his pointed cock sometimes poking on her cervix and sending a spasm shooting up her spine. It was such a beautiful moment of bliss and serendipity, a feeling that nothing bad could happen between the two at this moment. Her lover started pounding her even faster and harder, and she just laid there, trying to enjoy the entire feeling. She could not be any happier than she was now.

But the sexual desire within Christopher was coming to a head. He bared his teeth viciously at Genevieve. He could hardly contain himself. He wanted to do something with his jaws.

"Oh, how I love the smell of your pheromones, love," said Chris.

"Do you like them?" asked Gen.

"Yes. And they're driving me wild. In fact, I want a taste of what I am smelling."

Genevieve didn't have but a moment to ask what he meant by that when he opened his mouth wide to howl into the air. His howl was haunting and solemn, but when he was done he dove down towards and went right for her neck. He clamped down on her hard, biting her with tremendous force. Gen was shocked to be bitten, and she could even feel his canines sinking into her neck. She felt like true prey, a morsel for the hungry predator as her lover chew and suckled on her neck. Chris bit hard enough on her to draw blood, though not deep enough to severe a vital blood vessel. More than anything, he wanted to chew and suckle her neck.

The two kept at it like this for ten minutes, with Chris thrusting into her pussy while biting on her neck. He loved the taste of her flesh combined with her blood. In a way, this was how Lycanrocs marked their lovers - biting them was a form of marking, and when others saw the bite mark on that Lycanroc's neck they'd know to that he or she was taken. Chris was doing the same thing, marking his lover with his teeth so that others would steer clear of her.

She was his prey, his love, and his wife.

He let go of her neck to speak to her, his muzzle covered with her blood. He looked at her rabidly, with Gen rather shocked to see all the blood he had around his mouth.

"Yes! Nothing like a nice fucking rabbit for supper!" exclaimed Chris is joyous savagery.

"Well, I hope this rabbit tastes delicious to you, my predator," replied Genevieve. "I love being your prey, and I hope to always be yours for the rest of our lives."

Chris returned to suckling and biting her, once again clamping on her now bloodied neck. He was part carnivore and part vampire by the look of all the blood. He then let go of her left side and went for her right, once again sinking his teeth and drawing blood. He was once again careful to not puncture blood vessels, but even still he wasn't any less savage. His thrusts into her were more quick and powerful. He was thrusting in and out of her at such a rapid pace, all while Gen was trying to get the feel of being fuck and bitten mercilessly. She was being ravaged to within an inch of her life, and she loved every moment of it. She didn't care if she was being hurt or not. She just wanted more and more.

But sadly, all good things must come to an end. Chris was thrusting hard and fast, and his pleasure was starting to build up behind his cock. Gen could also feeling the same around her pussy walls, her sides contracting more with every thrust. It wasn't going to be long now.

"Oh, Chris... I think... I think I'm going to- "

"Same here, Genevieve love," added Chris.

He at last let of her neck and began kissing her again. Gen could taste her blood in his mouth and lips, but she wasn't any less deterred. She kissed him back tenderly, tasting her own bodily fluids. She was so happy to be sharing this moment. She wanted to reach the heights ecstasy with her partner.

"I love you, Chris!"

"I love you too, Genevieve!"

Chris thrust one last time into her, his cock pushing past her cervix to allow for his knot to enter her. A torrent of seed gushed into her deepest regions, the potent Lycanroc cum reaching to where her eggs were. These eggs didn't stand a chance against the torrent that overwhelmed them as jet after painful jet of cum rushed from Chris into Genevieve's womb. He had so much cum to give to her, and his knot prevented so much as a single drop from squirting out. His knot inflated, locking himself to her and making so that all of that potent seed remained trapped inside, increasing the odds of fertilization. And when there was no more room for seed, Gen's womb expanded a bit to make room.

But Gen didn't care about the possibility of being pregnant. Her mind shoot up to the sky in pure, unadulterated bliss. Her vaginal walls were pulsating, milking every last drop of seed out of her lover. She loved the warm feeling of his hot cum bathing her insides. And she was all too happy to receive every last drop of her lovers semen, draining his balls dry and emptying into her completely.

Chris lifted himself up and looked at her with a smile. Her neck bloodied from both sides but not posing a danger of her bleeding to death. He was proud of his handiwork. He had just bonded with his lover, and now they were inseparable.

"I love you, Genevieve," said Chris as he put a hand to her cheek. "I hope you had a wonderful time. I wonder if we're conceiving at this very moment."

"More than likely, yes," noted Gen. "But I don't care. I'll gladly give you all of the Rockruff and Buneary eggs that you want. In fact, I wonder how many of those you put into my belly."

"Well, I'll be happy to be their father. I'll gladly take care of both you and all of our children."

"I know you will, Chris." She then placed a hand to her neck and felt it to be moist. She was shocked to see her hand with blood. "Goodness, though, you really went all out with the biting."

"These bites were to mark you, so that other will know that you've been bonded," acknowledged Chris. "They're so that other will know not to try anything with you. And if they do, or don't know the meaning of the bites, then my teeth sinking into their legs will let them know."

Gen giggled at her hubby's jealousy. But she was happy to be bonded to him. Whether or not she was impregnated remained to be seen, but one thing was certain: her life would never be the same again.

Chris pulled out his cock once his knot shrunk down, and a gush of cum came squirting out of her. He was proud of his work, but even more proud to have a lover. There was still a lot to do. There was a wedding to be planned, and a whole lot of other things as well.

The future looked bright for these two. And as they got up, cleaned themselves up, and headed back to town, there was the prospect of living a happy, healthy life with each other.

So the two could hope...

It was now a month ever since that fateful day in the woods. The wedding ceremony was going as planned, with the Lakeshire Chapel full of people coming over to see the blossoming of romance. Genevieve and Christopher had invited their whole families to come over, with Gen's sister and Chris' brother coming over to see their sibling take to the altar. Genevieve's older sisters were happy to see their youngest sister take on such a dashing and handsome male - albeit one of a predator species. All the while, Chris's brothers cheered and whopped at their older brother tying the knot, telling him that he scored with getting hitched to such a beautiful female - albeit of a prey species. And there plenty more people from all over town who were invited to come have a gander. The place was utterly filled with people, and if there were no seats then they simply stood up.

All the while, Guru Bortus and Maliah looked on with such pride. They were happy to see the two get together like this. Maliah knew that she was sure to have more grandkids - the more the better, she figured. She even met Christopher's parent, who were happy to meet the mother of the bunny who was marrying their son.

The ceremony was now underway. The Honchcrow Priest of Arceus ruffled his feathers as he got the ceremony going.

"Do you, Lycanroc Christopher Alexander Price, take Lopunny Genevieve to be your wife and mate for life?" asked the priest with seriousness.

"I do," said Chris.

"And do you, Lopunny Genevieve Masterson, take Lycanroc Christopher to be your husband and mate for life?"

Gen nodded her head, feeling so much joy in her heart. As everyone could tell, her normally flat belly had a bit of a bump, a sure sign of what was to come,

"I do," said Gen.

The Honchcrow then lifted up his hand and gave his blessing.

"With this admission, and with the rings - and neck bite marks - to prove your bonding..." People giggled at the mention of biting. They all knew what Chris did to Gen, her neck evident of that. "I now pronounce you both Husband and Wife, mated for life. You may now kiss the bride and groom."

Genevieve and Christopher leaned into each other for a kiss, with the whole room clapping and cheering at such a happy event. The two then went for the isle, their lives now ahead of them.

This moment was such a momentous affair. A Bunny and her Wolf were now together, and a Rabbit had been Ravished Whole - and married to boot. Whatever future awaited the two of the remained to be seen. For now, there was the prospect of peace and love. There was the hope of happiness and a life of bliss, hopefully with little ones chasing and hopping about.

Spring was still in the air, and with it a new season of love. And the wedding ceremony between A Bunny and Her Wolf was the epitome of that love. And with it, there was hope for a grand new future... together...