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"Aleena! Slow down!" Yarrow cried. "Be careful!"

"Catch me if you can, slowpoke!" Aleena shouted back, her lithe figure silhouetted far down the mystery dungeon passageway. She jumped aside just as a searingly bright bolt of lightning blasted into the ground where the buizel had stood a moment before. The powerful crack echoed through the vast network of rooms. She darted out of sight.

"Come on," Yarrow muttered under his breath as he hurried forward through the cavernous mystery dungeon. His short helioptile legs pattered rapidly through an empty room and into a hallway beyond. He didn't even check for traps. The battle raged just beyond, and Aleena was in danger! His stomach churned with worry.

When Aleena had seen the shadow of the zebstrika in the dim, crystalline glow of the far-off cavern, she'd said, "Finally! A fucking challenge." Then, she'd darted forward with a quick attack, leaving her partner in the dust.

Yarrow swore under his breath at the buizel's recklessness. At the same time, a glow of admiration warmed his chest. It was the same warmth that always filled him when he witnessed her headstrong courage. He would never admit it out loud, but Aleena was his hero.

She was fearless. She was brave, strong, and more than a little foolhardy. Once, Team Venom had abandoned their job to rescue Kiblin, the little absentminded komala. They'd decided halfway through the challenging rescue that it wasn't worth the reward money. Aleena had walked straight up to their nasty arbok captain in the Treasure Town square and loudly proclaimed him to be a 'coward' and a 'slithery little bitch.'

Yarrow had been mortified. He'd stood by his buizel partner's side, struck with the anxiety burning his cheeks and making it hard to think. He needed to support her, to be the best partner he could be.

Weakly, he added on, "Yeah! Uh... you're poisonous like a skyflower berry! Only, venomous because your toxins are injected, but I actually mean your personality and not your typing or moves! Uh, jerk!" Subsequently, he looked around for a rock to crawl underneath so he could hide for decades. None was close enough.

Still, Aleena slapped him on his back and said, "You tell'm, Yarrow!"

The arbok had spat in Aleena's face. She'd wiped off the disgusting, acidic saliva, and then stared him down until he hissed nasty words and slithered off. And everyone in town loved her and cheered her on and told her what a brave thing she'd done.

Lightning cracked from the zebstrika's spiked mane as it shifted into the narrow scope of the hallway. With the cramped view, Yarrow couldn't see where the attack had hit. He worried. As much as he admired Aleena's bravado, she certainly wasn't invincible. Even he beat her often enough when they sparred thanks to his type advantage.

Aleena swore, then shouted, "That all you got, hooves-for-brains?"

"Needs some work!" Yarrow called as he sprinted down the hallway.

"Critique my insults over dinner, lizard boy! Get in here and help me stripe this fucker black and blue!"

Yarrow smiled despite himself. Her words always gave him a little extra surge of strength.

He burst into the long, narrow chamber. It was like a single lane racetrack, stretching out past obstacles of mossy boulders, glowing crystalline protrusions, and thick patches of some bushy plant the zebstrika had been chewing on.

Aleena panted, leaning against a jagged crystal. The fur on her right side was scorched. She made the face she always made when she was trying not to wince. Yarrow knew it well from their sparring.

The zebstrika huffed and stomped. Its hooves clopped loudly against the hard stone floor. The lightning-bolt mane on its head buzzed again as radiant electricity gathered around it. Yarrow's fur tingled with residual static as the electric polarity around the zebstrika shifted to enable its attack.

Yarrow leaped forward, hurling himself in between the zebstrika and Aleena. Electricity jolted Yarrow. It burned, searing his scales. Unlike some electric types, Yarrow couldn't simply absorb the power into himself. Still, it hurt him far less than it would have hurt Aleena.

"Set me up!" the buizel called.

Yarrow knew exactly what she meant. Just as the powerful electric charge coursing through him began to fade, Yarrow gathered his own charge. The static tingled around him.

Then, as the zebstrika stomped and huffed, annoyed at the interloper in its battle, Yarrow lashed out his electricity in both directions.

The zebstrika shook off the zap. But that was just a distraction. The real purpose was the electricity wrapping around Aleena like a tingling glove. With a cracking boom, the two of them zapped past one another, switching places.

Aleena moved as soon as she'd taken Yarrow's position. She blasted forward, surrounded by the shimmering watery veil of an aqua jet, and slammed into the zebstrika's shoulder with incredible force.

It whinnied and stumbled. Once again, electricity began to buzz around its mane.

Yarrow was ready as well. Amid Aleena's attack, the helioptile had leaped into the air with a powerful spring of his hind legs. Power surged through his limbs. He slammed into the ground a few meters from the zebstrika, and the earth cracked and buckled between himself and his foe.

The ground groaned under the influence of Yarrow's bulldoze attack. Then, a surge of rocky earth burst free underneath the enemy pokemon and slammed into its flank. The zebstrika gave a terrible whinny as it was blasted into the side of the cavern.

Aleena whirled through the air. The zebstrika didn't have a chance. The watery rush of energy around her refocused over her twin tails. She somersaulted her descent and brought her tails right down on the feral pokemon's head with a wet_crack_ that sounded like a belly-flop from a hundred-meter jump.

Yarrow winced. He knew first-hand how much those tails hurt.

Their foe fell to the hard stone, battered and unconscious. Its chest slowly rose and fell, but it was clearly out for the count.

After a few seconds of labored panting during which Yarrow half-expected an apology for barging into the fight alone, Aleena instead pumped her paw in victory. "Fuck yeah--take that! Zebstrika? More like zeb-suck-a!"

"Oh Arceus, that one was even worse," Yarrow said with a groan. "Come on, Aleena, you have to stop rushing in like that! I know most of the ferals in this dungeon aren't much of a challenge, but it only takes one strong enemy with type advantage!"

"You see, Yarrow," Aleena said grandiosely, dusting herself off as she began wandering the room to inspect it for treasure. "That's why we're such a good team! I do all the fun parts, like running in and beating up ferals like the super-cool, kick-ass buizel I am. You do all the boring parts like 'approaching cautiously' and 'checking for traps!'"

Yarrow rolled his eyes. He began hunting carefully through the room as well, peeling back grazed-on shrubs and checking behind boulders and crystals.

"Approaching cautiously and checking for traps isn't going to do much when you're always off running ahead of me," he grunted.

Aleena laughed. Her eyes sparkled and Yarrow's worries faded into them. "You just gotta learn to approach cautiously very quickly," she teased. She hesitated, tugging a loose chunk of rock away from the wall. She brushed at the exposed sand and stone behind it. "Oh! Yarrow! Is this your old artifact plate thingy?" Aleena called to him.

Yarrow perked up. His stomach clenched. A taillow who had been rescued from the mystery dungeon a week earlier had spoken about seeing an ancient tablet while running from a feral. That alone wasn't of interest. Old artifacts were periodically jostled around in the transient floors of the Shifting Sands. They were fun to hunt down but not necessarily deserving a special mission. However, on this tablet, the taillow had mentioned carvings of the legendary pokémon, Terrakion.

The Swords of Justice hadn't been seen in generations, not since the appearance of the Shifting Sands and the collapse of Dune Town in the Shimmer Desert. So much information about that legendary trio had been lost. The possibility of fresh information--some piece of history that might expand modern understanding of the missing legendaries--set Yarrow's scholarly heart pounding like a rillaboom. What new revelations awaited them down here? What ancient ruins could they explore? Which of their theories would be proven or disproven?

The eagerness in Yarrow's eyes must have been palpable, because Aleena quickly stepped aside to let him take the lead. However, disappointment met him. His face fell.

"It looks like an old tablet," Aleena said defensively, as if it were stupid that they could find an old tablet that wasn't _the_old tablet.

Yarrow brushed some crumbling rock and sand away from the hints of amber underneath. It wasn't hard to imagine why Aleena had thought it was a block of worked sandstone.

"It's a sun stone, actually. Just rather square," Yarrow said as he dug away at the cracked stone around it. He soon revealed the full item. It glimmered in the glow of the crystals around them. "Good find! It will fetch some poké back in town. I can see why you thought it might be the tablet."

"Got it," Aleena said, rolling her eyes. "Let's get going and find that stupid thing so you and your nerd friends in the library can write your big dumb books about it or whatever."

"Hey!" Yarrow complained. He wanted to defend himself and his friends, but the buizel was already tromping off ahead towards the next room without a care in the world. He called after her, "Wait for me! Be careful!"

That room turned out to be empty except for a handy slow orb and a blast seed. Yarrow stowed those while Aleena impatiently forged on ahead.

"Trap!" Yarrow shouted right as he noticed the slight indentation in the stone.

Aleena shot him a grin and a thumbs up as she dangled her foot right over the trap she had been about to step on. "What did I say? 'Checking for traps' and 'approaching cautiously.' You got all that shit covered, Yarrow!"

Yarrow groaned. Why did Aleena always look _happier_when she'd nearly triggered a trap? He would have been fretting for the rest of the floor, checking every step he took to make sure he hadn't missed another trap! Instead, the danger seemed to energize her. By the time Yarrow edged his way around the trap, she was waltzing into the next hallway.

Of course, when he heard the familiar blast of water from up ahead, and Aleena's voice shouting, "Fuck!" Yarrow broke into a run.

Aleena stood in the center of a corridor lined with purplish mushrooms whose caps were dotted with red and white. Her snout was stuffed in the crook of her elbow while her other paw waved wildly in the air. "Oh Yarrow, my dear Yarrow! I have been blinded, nay poisoned! The mushrooms; I have breathed in their spores and now shall wither away into a buizel husk as my loyal partner cries by my side! Oh, make sure the world remembers my heroic sacrifice! I don't want a statue built of me, but when all of Treasure Town insists, make sure I'm doing a super cool pose!"

"Stop being dramatic," Yarrow said with a grin. "Come on, we'll sit it out in that last room. What caused the spores, anyway? Are the mushrooms set off by motion?"

"Woe is me! For I thought one to be a foongus lying in wait for my dear, hapless companion!" Aleena said, melodramatically swooning and falling towards her friend.

"Those look nothing like foongus!" Yarrow said. His stomach clenched as the buizel fell towards him. He raised himself in a rush to catch her with his willowy forelegs.

The buizel, however, managed to stumble back upright and forward from what seemed like an impossible angle. She strode past Yarrow, finally extricating her face from the crook of her elbow. Bits of dusty spores puffed away as she wiped her face.

Yarrow darted away before the cloud could reach him. "Careful! We don't know what those do yet. You're a water type, so hurry up and wash your fur out. Then, we can get back to the cavern. I'll try to remember what those mushrooms are. Crap, that pattern is on the tip of my tongue. I'm sure I've read about them before!"

"You are an unappreciated genius, Yarrow," Aleena said, still projecting her voice as if she were monologuing on stage. "A great mind that I have stolen for my own selfish purposes! Alas! It is fate, that you may chronicle my greatness. Record my passing that others may be inspired and live in the shadow of my tails." Aleena paused. "Get it? Like tales?" She chuckled.

"Aleena!"

"Fine," she said with a huff. She braced herself against a rock while Yarrow waited from a safe distance. A powerful spray of water burst from her muzzle, splashing against the opposite wall and then back over herself. The spray soaked her fur. After a shake, she looked good as new. Buizel fur was a marvel. "Good enough for you?"

"Yeah. Now let's figure out what that was."

Yarrow led Aleena back to the cave. They sat down on a moss-cushioned rock. Aleena planted her rear and leaned back against another boulder. Yarrow lay down on his haunches, still supporting himself with his front legs.

What was that pattern? Damn, he knew he should have refreshed himself on local mycology before delving into this mystery dungeon. Dangerous mushrooms were rare, but they required his expertise. This was where he could truly shine in their partnership.

"I think... the size of the stems and caps indicate a member of the spittercaps. But that doesn't mean much, just that they react to danger with a release of spores containing a certain defense mechanism. That doesn't tell me anything about which defense mechanism, nor how dangerous..." Yarrow said. The buizel leaned against his shoulder. His stomach tightened. The physical touch made it hard to think. But he didn't want to tell her to stop. He liked being close to her.

"I feel weirdly horny," Aleena said. "Like, _super_horny."

Yarrow went beet red. Now he remembered. "Oh loving Latias, that was an attractcap, wasn't it? They... release pheromonal spores that activate the sex drive of nearby pokemon. Feral pokemon will typically leave to search for a mate rather than continue to disturb the mushrooms."

"Oh shit, is it like, controlling my mind?" Aleena said, looking down at Yarrow with wide, panicked eyes.

Was Aleena blushing as well? Yarrow wouldn't blame her. "No. Just pheromones making you... well, yeah. Horny. The spores don't have any psychoactive effects. Non-ferals shouldn't have any problem resisting their increased desire to mate."

Aleena breathed a sigh of relief. She patted Yarrow on the back. "Good. Because I really want to fuck you, and it sure as Heatran won't be because I'm not in my right mind. How about it?"

Yarrow gaped at her. "What?"

Aleena tilted her head, batted her lashes, and tapped her fingers up his back. His scales tingled in their wake. "I want to suck your cock. And then I'd really like to feel you pound my pussy. What'cha think?" Aleena asked, grinning.

Damn it, Yarrow hated this. His partner always pulled these kinds of jokes on him, but this time it was actually mean. She was messing with him, teasing about the mushrooms and her unfortunate situation. If she truly wanted to have sex with him--which Yarrow highly doubted--surely, she wouldn't reveal it to him on a whim twelve floors deep into a dangerous mystery dungeon!

On second thought, this was Aleena.

"Come on," Yarrow said. He tried to be cavalier about her joking, but the heat in his face and his pounding heart were too much. "You're not being serious."

"I'm dead serious, dude. I want to fuck you. Do you see how horny I am?" Aleena asked with a smirk. She twisted on the rock to fully face him. Her haunches sat well apart.

Despite splashing herself with water just minutes ago, most of her fur was miraculously dry... except for right between her legs.

Yarrow averted his eyes. His face flushed a deeper red. The scent of buizel arousal was starting to overwhelm him. Aleena smelled like seawater, but with a tangy sweetness. He briefly wondered what she tasted like, and then banished that thought from his mind.

"You're being mean again," Yarrow muttered. "I told you that I really don't like it when you make these kinds of jokes."

"Azelf give me strength!" Aleena said, frustrated. "I don't want to be a fucking creep, Yarrow. But you're dodging around my questions like you just used double team! I'm not joking! Just say no if you aren't interested. How about this? If I, without any of my incredible charm or characteristic wit, asked you right now if you would have sex with me, what would you say?"

"I'd say you were dragging the joke out too far," Yarrow said.

"Oh, my ever-loving--" Aleena swore. "Again. Not trying to be a creep here. But I gotta get this shit to stick somehow. Would you consent_for me to spread my super hot, _dripping wet buizel pussy for you right here, right now, so I can prove to you I'm fucking serious? I'm not gonna do it if you don't want it, 'cause I will not fucking sexually harass my very-treasured, very-valued, dense little nerd of a helioptile partner!"

"I..." This time, Yarrow hesitated. As much as Aleena loved dragging jokes to their death and then beating their corpses until they were somehow funny again, this felt too far for even her. And, well, of course he wanted to have sex with her. She was Aleena. She was amazing. He'd had a bad crush on her ever since they tried out for the exploration guild together. Back then, he'd dreamed of what it would be like as her partner.

However much his brain screamed that this was the real deal, that she was so obviously being deadly serious, the possibility of being wrong terrified him. He felt the same as when he he was a child standing in front of the cliquey popular girl who snidely asked him to the yearly Treasure Town gala. When he meekly nodded, she laughed at him. Why would she ask out a loser like him?

Aleena had always been different. She was boisterous but considerate. She loved the spotlight. Sometimes, it seemed like she grabbed that spotlight as soon as Yarrow grew stressed out in a social situation. She cracked wonderful, dorky jokes with him. They spent so many nights lying in bed in their guild dorm talking about the past and the future, their goals and their dreams.

When he would look over at her and see the quiet contemplation on her face, his heart would skip, and his snout would stretch with a smile. Then she'd look over, make a fist with her paw, and grin like they were about to fight Arceus itself in the morning.

"You won't," Yarrow said. "But sure. Fine, I'd consent."

"Fucking finally," Aleena said. She reached between her legs and spread her puffy pussy lips wide open right in front of Yarrow's face. "Now do you believe me, ears-for-brains?"

Yarrow gaped. That didn't stop him from muttering, "You already used 'hooves-for-brains' on the zebstrika."

"Oh, shut up and stare at my pussy, lizard boy."

The buizel's damp, orange-furred folds were parted to a slick, glistening pink. Her prominent inner labia wrapped in between her fuzzy nether lips to a peak where they obscured her clit. The smooth, furless pussy narrowed down towards a sopping-wet ridge of delicate pink that shrouded her entrance.

"Holy shit," Yarrow said.

"Yeah, holy shit! Like my pussy? Want to fuck it? Lick it? Want me to suck your cock? Come on, you little nerd. I'm so fucking horny for you right now!"

Yarrow's heart pounded. He tried to look straight at the cavern walls, but the orange buizel haunch wouldn't leave the corner of his vision. It dragged him in. His head tilted down to stare at Aleena's pussy. He couldn't deny what he wanted.

He longed for Aleena's touch. So many days, she complimented him on his 'kick-ass job' training with her. Those nights, he'd fallen asleep with butterfree exploding inside his stomach. Yet, he'd spent so long guarding his heart. The thought of exposing it hurt.

"Am I just... convenient?" Yarrow asked carefully. He tried to hide the anxiety in his voice.

"For fucks sake, Yarrow! You make me want to go box an angry primeape!" Aleena exclaimed. She looked about ready to box him as well. She let go of her pussy with one paw, keeping it spread wide with the other. She mimed boxing the air. "This is you right now. I'm punching you in your dumb lizard face. Do you think I'd fuck you because you're convenient?"

"I don't know!" Yarrow said defensively. It was difficult to be properly angry at Aleena while staring at her spread pussy. "This is so sudden. You've been horny before, right? So you're down here and get hit by the attractcaps and act this way and--yeah!"

Aleena huffed, then looked away. Silence stretched between the two.

Her bunched-up paw set down on Yarrow's head. After a moment, it rubbed his scales. The fur was wet, and the pads were slick. The helioptile shivered, knowing why. She finally let go of her pussy entirely, wrapping her other arm around his front so she could tug his head onto her lap.

Even closed, Aleena's puffy pussy lips stayed slightly spread around her flush, pink inner labia. Her crotch reeked of sex and desire, which didn't help Yarrow focus on the sincerity of the moment. Her gentle touches did, however, even if her paws were wet with her own arousal.

"Look, dude, I picked you as my partner," Aleena said. She squeezed him far too tight. It took over-dramatic choking sounds for her to let up and return to her gentle hug and caressing paws. "I had my choice of stupid dweebs and brainless muscle-heads to adventure with, but I picked the cute, nerdy lizard who makes me laugh and always tries super hard to do his best. Sure, he doesn't have the flair to match me, but who does?"

Yarrow looked up along the buizel's belly. He tried not to stare at the stiff nipples poking through her fur. The buizel met his eyes and gave him her characteristic big grin. Then, the grin faded as she turned her head to stare at a crystal protrusion on a wall.

"But, you could have--"

Aleena's face hardened. She firmly tapped the top of Yarrow's head, and he stopped talking. She hesitated. "I've never told you this before. And I've told you some awful shit about where I grew up, but fuck. Look, please don't ask for any details, but I've had some bad experiences with sex." She took a big breath. Did it sound shaky? Was Aleena_feeling anxious? "Not like, _bad_bad, but like, _I don_'t want to have sex with someone I don't trust and like with every little part of me_bad. But I feel that way about you, Yarrow. I fucking love you, dude. I love you."

Yarrow waited for her to continue, heart pounding. So many thoughts swam in his head. In those few seconds, his whole distorted picture of their relationship had been shredded onto the floor. Now, he had to pick up the pieces and figure out how they were meant to fit together. The buizel had certainly never been one for subtlety or cushioning her words. He awkwardly rubbed Aleena's haunch and tried to ignore the puffy pussy resting inches from his nose.

Aleena stiffened. She forced a smile. "Uh, Yarrow, it's your line now. This is where you say some cheesy, nerdy thing and then go, 'why yes, according to all statistical probabilities, it does seem that I in fact love you as well!"

Yarrow stared at her, wide-eyed. His heart clenched. The look on her face was just mild annoyance, but combined with the stiffness and little twitch to her lips? It was the same, uncomfortable look she'd once had when telling him about growing up with her drunkard floatzel mother and no father. She'd brushed off his concerns with sarcasm and quips, quickly shifting the topic over to the next mission they'd accepted at the guild.

"Do I need to write it down on those big stage direction cards for you to read off of?" Aleena asked, voice dripping with sarcasm. She folded her arms over her chest and looked away from him.

"Aleena, hey, I think--" Yarrow said carefully. If she had asked him on a date back in Treasure Town, he would have said yes in a heartbeat. But to say 'I love you' back to her? That went a lot farther than acknowledging a crush. "Look, this is just an important question, and I need to--"

"Oh Arceus, is this going to be like that fucking berry thing?" Aleena asked.

"What do you mean?"

Aleena threw her hands up in the air. "Your favorite berry. I asked you what it was, and you told me two days later. It was just berries! Not one of your crazy scholarly thought puzzles. I guess it's time to sit my ass down for two fucking days of twiddling thumbs and ignoring my sopping wet pussy, while you run calculations in that big brain of yours to see if you love me."

After a long, uncomfortable pause, Aleena continued with a dry, flat voice, "Shit, do you think there are any mushrooms around here that'll give me a heroic, dramatic death scene, or am I just going to die_of fucking embarrassment?" The buizel dramatically threw her arms wide. Then she brought them down to clutch her face. Harsh half-laughter choked her as she immediately pulled her paws away from her face. They remained suspended in front of her. "And now my paws smell like _pussy! Wonderful!"

Yarrow paused. He breathed in, then he breathed out. Aleena was wrong, he didn't need two days to do this. He kept lying to himself, doubting that this situation he'd dreamed about could be true. He needed to be more like Aleena. Grab the situation, dive into it, enjoy life and worry about the consequences later. He'd never have another chance at someone as special as her.

"I love you too," Yarrow said firmly. Yarrow's heart warmed. He nuzzled into her belly. The scent of horny buizel was driving him nuts, but he did his best to resist it. Still, his cock threatened to peek out of his slit.

Aleena stroked the black-scaled cap of his head, then down his long, thin ears. Tingles erupted from each touch. She raised a brow. "Not going to make me uncomfortably shift my hips for a week as I drench this poor rock I'm sitting on?"

Yarrow's eyes widened. For once in his life, an amazingly smooth line had popped into his head. There are so many delicious berries, but I can't think of any other pokemon who could even compare to you.

With supreme confidence, he told her, "There are so many delicious berries. But you? Even though there are so many people, you are far more... no, uh oops. I was going to say delicious." He shivered as the desire to taste her pussy blossomed inside him. It took the mental fortitude of an alakazam to maintain focus on what he was saying. "Um, the other pokemon aren't competition! Berries have competition. Right! When I initially assigned a percentile rating to berries, the differences were within the single digits, so the margin of error was too high."

Yarrow hesitated. His brow furrowed as he focused. How had this gone? He was sure that the right sentiment lay in the statistical analysis of the berries. "That means that due to the lack of a clear leader, many attributes had to be individually assigned point values for preferability, and then those had to be compiled per berry, weighted to the degree with which those qualities appeared in the berry. Those weighted totals then helped determine how the attributes contributed to my sum preference of a single berry, which just barely edged out the other berries in their class. A hondew berry! ... Yet, you Aleena, you exceed other pokemon by a wide margin of preferability such that those minute differences don't even need to be accounted for!"

Crap. That wasn't how it was supposed to come out.

"You are such a fucking nerd," Aleena said fondly. "That was the dorkiest way to say, 'You're so much cooler than the rest of those bozos, and that's why I love you too.' Also, to remind you of my utter genius, I totally called it would be a hondew berry, 'cause you like bitter and spicy things and have an awful taste in food."

Yarrow smiled at Aleena. She smiled back. His cheek nuzzled into her belly fur. Her arm wrapped back around him.

"That was a picturesque, heartfelt, moment," Aleena said. "They'll write masterpiece, bestselling romance novels about us. This will be the point where we share an intense, passionate kiss that makes you actually say 'aww' out loud while you're reading it! Then, there's a scene break, we're in our bedroom at the guild making eyes at each other, and the book gets real fucking embarrassing to have open in public. But there's one problem. And it's one that'll ruin our chances of selling the rights to our love story for millions of billions of poké. Please, please tell me how long those damn spores last, because my pussy has not stopped gushing like the fucking Secret Waterfall. It's super gross and absolutely ruining this moment. I can't think, because I'm stupidly horny."

"You think we should kiss right now?" Yarrow asked nervously. He lifted his head. The scent of buizel arousal clung to his nose. Aleena was right, that did make it hard to think.

"Not the question. But boy, I want to jump your scales and ride you like the Lapras Travel Liner. I'll take what I can get, though."

A blush rushed right back to Yarrow's cheeks. "It should just be an hour or so."

"An hour?" Aleena demanded. She looked like she wanted to punch something. "Are you fucking--"

Yarrow couldn't focus on the mushrooms. He was still reeling at her words. He blurted out, "After all that, you still want to have sex with me?"

Aleena's eyes could have rolled out of her head. She heaved in a deep breath, and then exhaled. "Dude. That's what I've been telling you nonstop for the last like ten minutes. Ten minutes of stupid mushroom horniness. And fifty fucking minutes to go! Joy. Let me try this again. Do you consent for me to do stuff like touch your dick and grind your nerdy little face against my pussy?"

"Yes," Yarrow said with determination. "I love you, Aleena. I want you."

Yarrow lifted his head from Aleena's lap. It was surprisingly difficult to move his nose away from her scent. Her arousal had been affecting him more than he'd realized. He stood onto his hind legs, balancing one hand on the buizel's arm.

On his hind legs, Yarrow was nearly the same height as the buizel. Gazing into her brilliant amber eyes washed his worries away and assured him that he'd made the right decision.

"I bet you kiss like a nerd too," Aleena said.

Yarrow's face twitched. "What does that even mean?"

The only answer Yarrow received was a soft buizel muzzle pushing up against his snout. Her lips parted against his own. Her tongue forcefully pressed into his mouth. Fireworks burst inside his chest. He wanted to dance out the jitters that threatened to rattle his whole body.

Aleena's paw didn't help. Tingles erupted from the delicate touch of her soft pads on Yarrow's collarbone. It dragged downwards, zigzagging across his scales, over his belly, and towards his crotch.

Just as the fuzzy paw brushed over Yarrow's cock slit, weight pressed him backwards. Aleena's eyes glimmered as she guided the helioptile onto his back. The cool stone chilled his scales. He gazed up at the buizel on top of him, her muzzle still wetly locked against his. Everything was so hot and fuzzy; it was hard to focus.

When the tips of Yarrow's cocks peaked out, Aleena's paw was there to welcome them. Paw pads tickled his sensitive flesh. Little jolts of pleasure zapped up his body like static. After all that time smelling the buizel's arousal, his cocks had drooled enough precum to soften her touches.

Yarrow groaned into her muzzle. Should he return the favor? Probably. But the way she coaxed his penises free from their slit had paralyzed him. And her muzzle against his was so forceful. Sometimes, Yarrow knew when to let Aleena take command.

Finally, their kiss broke. Aleena panted, her lips wet with shared saliva. She squeezed his cocks, already half erect in her paw. Her loving eyes met his. "I still can't believe you've got two dicks. Like, I've seen them poking out sometimes, but damn. It's so funny to touch them! They're super cute!"

Yarrow blushed. "Aleena! It doesn't feel great when a girl calls your dicks 'cute!'"

"Cute in a perfectly average-sized way. They're adorably normal," she teased. She gently stroked him while her other paw brushed tenderly along his cheek. Her eyelashes batted at him. "But also, so fucking hot. You've got the perfect cocks for me, dude. Now, you want to put them in my incredible, sopping-wet buizel pussy or what?"

"I... would you like me to, you know, lick you?" Yarrow asked, slightly nervous.

"Really? Oh, huh. Well, fuck yeah! I'm not complaining. Eat me out with that long lizard tongue. Tell me how delicious and perfect my pussy is!" Aleena crawled up over top of him, hoisting herself upright as she reached his upper torso.

This time, the buizel didn't bother to ask before spreading her pussy for the helioptile. That tender, glistening-wet pink sat barely an inch from his snout. Her twin tails fluttered and buzzed with excitement.

Heart pounding, Yarrow quested out with his tongue. It met Aleena's warm, slippery flesh. The salty, acidic tang blossomed across his taste buds. Her taste was intense, but then again, everything about her was intense. He lapped feverishly at her pussy, his senses flooded with the taste and smell of aroused buizel.

When she said she was wet, she wasn't lying. Each lap of Yarrow's tongue picked up a full burst of her intense flavor. Her wet pussy soaked the fur around her folds. Her arousal clung to Yarrow's snout and dribbled down his scales. He was so immersed in her sex.

Aleena quivered. Her haunches were forced to spread around his torso to keep herself upright, but they clenched inward. The pressure might have been uncomfortable, but it offered a clear reassurance that, despite his sore lack of experience, he was doing something right.

"Hey Yarrow, you can go slower with that tongue. You're not racing anyone to drink a bowl of delicious, buizel-pussy soup. Non, this right here is a culinary masterpiece served up special for you, mon amie. Savor me. Take your time. Bon appetit."

"That was horrible, Aleena," Yarrow said, panting as he pulled his soaking-wet snout from her splayed folds. "Never say buizel-pussy soup again. My tongue _was_starting to hurt, though."

"My sweet Yarrow! His tongue ravaged in a brave battle against my pussy. I will be sure to compose a fitting epitaph, so everyone in Treasure Town might hear of its valiant struggle."

"Don't you dare," Yarrow said, burning beet red.

Aleena laughed. She let go of one of her pussy lips and rubbed Yarrow's cheek. Her wetted paw smeared feminine arousal against his scales. This time, she seemed not to care. "Oh Yarrow, be proud of your heroic injuries! But like, by the way, you can touch me while you give your tongue a break. Don't worry about it, dude. And if it's actually sore, like, really bad, we can move on. No biggie. You have no idea how much I want to feel those adorably normal-sized sexy lizard dicks inside me right now."

Yarrow smiled awkwardly back at her. "Thanks."

"No problem, nerd."

His tongue did ache. He slightly dreaded the thought of trying to eat Aleena out more. Could he do a good enough job if he had to fight against the sore muscle? So instead, he followed her advice and drew his small hands over her pussy.

Yarrow's already wet tongue hadn't quite been able to offer perspective on just how soaked she was. But his small, scaly hands were quickly drenched as they moved through glistening arousal and over tender, silky skin. It felt like he'd pushed his hands into a warm, soaked sponge. Surely, there was nothing quite like the wet pussy of an intensely aroused water type.

He investigated Aleena's pussy methodically. Yet, the excited flush of his cheeks and the way his cocks throbbed with need in the cool cavern air betrayed his intense desire. His fingers trailed down her labia.

Aleena stopped spreading herself entirely, giving him complete control. She stroked his face and long, thin ears. She seemed to delight in slicking more of his scales with the fluids that wetted her paws.

Yarrow's small digits trembled slightly as they brushed over her inner labia, curving down around the base of her slick, inviting entrance, and then up and around to her hood. He gently pressed that curve of tender skin back to reveal her little nub of a clit.

A sharp intake of breath gave the helioptile the approval he'd hoped for. Carefully, his digits strummed over the little button. A tremor traveled through the buizel's body.

Aleena's hands went to her mouth, and she made a 'mrrph' sound. "Okay, boy. You can keep touching my clit like that if you want, but you're also getting inside me. I'm not waiting a minute longer. Heatran in heat, I want you."

"I'd like that," Yarrow said softly.

His cocks were rock hard after playing with Aleena's pussy. They throbbed against the buizel's twin tails, and then her back as she scooted back over top of him. Finally, they popped up free in front of her.

Aleena gripped a dick in each hand, squeezing them experimentally. "So, do you like, you know, feel them both together? Separately? If I rub one, do you feel good in both or just the one I rub? Do they both cum?"

"And you call me a nerd!" Yarrow said, grinning up at the buizel. He shivered at the tingling pleasure of paw pads and fur slicking around the precum on his cocks. "Maybe we should set up a controlled experiment."

"I just wanna know what your dicks do, jerk. Because I wanna make you feel good. Okay, fine. Maybe I'm just a little bit of a nerd, but only about super cool and sexy stuff that everyone wishes they could be such a nerd about. Like your dicks, of course." Aleena squeezed his cocks as she drew one tight paw up over a cock head, and then the other. Her eyes tracked his face.

The pleasure was intense. "Oh! Too tight. Ack, Please! They're sensitive, Aleena!" Yarrow said to no avail. He squirmed and writhed in over-stimulation at the first cock's tight stroke. Then, the second stroke brought a whole new feverish bout of shivering and squirming while the first prickled warmly in the afterglow.

"Take it for science, my dear Yarrow! Wow, I can feel them reacting so differently. Why, I must conclude that the penises on a helioptile do work as individual sexual... bits!"

"Sexual organs," Yarrow groaned.

"That's dumb. They're outside you, not inside. You don't keep organs on the outside of your body. Now, to test this hypothesis--"

"You made your point! Geez, just ask your questions. No more 'experiments!'"

Aleena grinned in triumph. Her paws returned to stroking his cocks, this time with a great deal of gentleness. "Should I put both inside my pussy? One inside and one outside? How does it work with two dicks?"

The prickling heat on Yarrow's cocks faded into steady, warm pleasure. It turned out that sex with Aleena could be just as frustrating as adventuring with her. At the same time, he found it to be just as exhilarating and wonderful. She loved to tease him, but she still respected and cared about him. And he trusted her deeply not to go too far or to do anything that would hurt him.

"I honestly don't know," Yarrow said. "It's uh, my first time having sex. I've only done a bit of hand stuff before. And, well, you know my parents. They were wonderfully supportive, but I couldn't even talk about kissing with them."

"Hey, that's okay," Aleena said. She leaned way forward to peck a kiss on his snout. "We'll take this all slow and careful, then see if we can spice it up and do dumb, fun-sounding shit like stuffing both your cocks in my pussy! I think I can take it!"

A wriggly smile spread over Yarrow's snout.

Slowly, the buizel hoisted herself up over his waist. She ground her folds against the tip of one of his cocks. She shivered. "Are you ready?"

Yarrow nodded. The motion felt so nice. Her folds were so slick and wet and warm along his cock. Already, an urgent, instinctual need begged him to be inside of her, to shift himself, angle his cock, then jab up into her squeezing depths. But he trusted Aleena to control the pace... despite her tendency to dive into things headfirst.

Slowly, a damp warmth enveloped one of Yarrow's shafts. Both throbbed. There was a strange contrast to the sensations--the gripping warmth of buizel pussy around one, the rougher caress of a paw around the other. Each offered a very different kind of pleasure. Yet, only the tender buizel pussy made him want to groan and desperately hump his hips up into his lover.

It felt like he was fucking a slick, impossibly tight cushion. The buizel was wet beyond belief. Each motion of her hips sounded a loud squelch that echoed against the hard surfaces of the cavern.

"You're such a hot little lizard nerd, Yarrow," Aleena moaned. "Your cocks are fucking fire, dude. And you're so damn cute."

Yarrow decided not to take affront at the mention of his cuteness or nerdiness, instead basking in the compliment about his dicks. He groaned as she ground her hips against his. "Just wait until I'm a heliolisk, Aleena. Then I'll be cool and sexy."

"You're already cool, dork!" Aleena said. She brushed her paw against his cheek. Her gaze met his. "Doesn't mean you can't also be cute. And you'll still be cute as a heliolisk. No way you're ever not going to be cute."

"I feel like the buizel should be the cute one between the two of us," Yarrow said. He couldn't help but laugh, though his cheeks flushed with heat. This moment felt so special.

Pleasure surged through his body as his favorite person in the world ground her tight pussy up and down on his one cock while tenderly stroking the other. He throbbed hard in her grips. A moan escaped his snout as he opened it to continue. "I--I think you're super cool Aleena. I love you."

"I love you too, dude. And hey, I can't help being the coolest, the most ass-kicking exploration team badass that Treasure Town has ever seen! And this fucking heroic buizel has your thick lizard dick throbbing in her pussy right now. Gotta feel real damn good, huh?"

Yarrow nodded. He groaned with the pleasure. His hips humped up against hers. He reached tentative hands out to brush through her belly fur. That made the smile on her muzzle wriggle in a funny way.

"But let me tell you," Aleena said, leaning forward as she switched her pace to a steady grind. Her paw stopped stroking his other cock and pushed it against her splayed labia. It slid up and down along her stuffed, pink pussy lips and the soaked fur of her pelvis. "I can't imagine anything feels as good as my cute partner's cocks throbbing inside me. Fuck, you're adorably hot and sexy. You make me feel so damn good, Yarrow."

The helioptile groaned. This position slowed down the growing pleasure that had threatened to bring him near orgasm. It still felt great, though. Both shafts tingled delightfully. The cock inside Aleena's sopping wet pussy echoed deep, powerful pangs of pleasure. Her paw elicited sharp, intense tingles as her rough digits slid over his slicked shaft.

"I--" Yarrow hesitated, his heart pounding as he looked up at the eager buizel, so full of passion for him. "I really don't know how you know just the right things to say. This is uh, it's just really hot. You're really hot."

"That's 'cuz you're a nerd," she said playfully. "You don't have to give powerful, moving, heroic speeches that bring audiences to tears! It's only right that I use my incredible skills to make your first time as wonderful as you deserve." The buizel drew out a moan that was simultaneously real and clearly exaggerated for Yarrow's benefit.

"You're just a theater nerd," Yarrow shot back with a panting grin.

"Again, I'm only a nerd about super cool things that everyone wishes they were nerds about!" Aleena said proudly. She began to stroke his cock again. Her other paw retreated from his cheek to guide Yarrow's hands onto her little pink nipples that poked through tan fur. She shivered as he groped at her tits. "If I were a real nerd, I wouldn't be so damn good at fucking you."

"Hey! Don't say that. You call me a nerd all the time!" Yarrow said, laughing. It was hard to reconcile his genuine laughter with the sensations of Aleena's pussy and paw stroking his cocks. But the mix of emotions and sensations felt wonderful.

"Fucking dork," Aleena said, bopping him on the nose. "Okay, you're a special kind of nerd who's also sexy and cool and good at sex."

"Thanks, Aleena."

"No problem." Aleena said. Her hips shifted from grinding to bouncing on Yarrow's cock. Her flexible digits rubbed and teased his tip as she stroked it up and down.

Pleasure surged from Yarrow's crotch in waves. It was almost like an aching muscle, pushing him towards stretching that area, knowing that an intense, pleasurable relief awaited him when he did. Suddenly, he realized he was close to the precipice of his orgasm. "Oh crap, I think I'm almost there--fuck! Are you going to pull off, so we don't, uh, you know?"

Aleena grinned at him. "Boy, there's berries for that! I want you to fill my tight, sexy pussy with cum. Give it your best!"

That encouragement was all Yarrow needed. Aleena's rocking body felt great. Her pussy squeezed so tight around him. Intense pleasure burst like fireworks with each rocking shift of her body. Yet, the helioptile had an instinctual need for more. As amazing as her movements were, as Yarrow approached orgasm, he was desperate to get every angle up into her body perfect. His hips bucked to match hers.

Radiant pleasure burst within Yarrow like they were shrouded in a sunny day. His cocks tingled with an intense satisfaction. So much pent-up anticipation had brought him here to a moment of incredible pleasure. He gazed at Aleena's glowing smile as the orgasm washed over him. His cocks throbbed hard.

Aleena's pussy squeezed around his shaft. Her strokes slowed to steady, purposeful pumps. Her paw pads prickled delightfully. The tight wetness of her pussy was divine.

Cum simultaneously pulsed inside of the buizel and splattered over her tan belly fur. Yarrow's cocks twitched under her tender ministrations. The caress of her paw milked rope after rope of his thick semen out to splatter over her paw and crotch as an equal amount of it burst into her warm depths.

Aleena leaned over and rammed her muzzle into Yarrow's. Her tongue wriggled into his mouth. Her eyes closed. Her paw firmly stroked his cock, drawing out splatters of cum that haphazardly clung to both their bellies. Her pussy gently milked the other.

Both of them panted as they withdrew from the wet kiss. A mix of their saliva drooled down the smooth scales of Yarrow's chin. He met Aleena's eyes lovingly. His shafts pulsed, the one outside releasing just a sputtering of cum that leaked over her paw.

The pleasure dulled into a radiating glow. Yarrow wanted nothing more than bask in it like he would on a desert rock in the sun. A final twitch of his cock loosed only a cloudy drip of semen that rolled down his pink shaft and into the pooling cum in Aleena's paw.

The buizel wasn't moving anymore either. She panted. Her hips pressed flat against his. Only a little pink glimpse of her pussy showed at this angle. The sight of her was incredible. Her small nipples rolled under his massaging paws.

"That was incredible," Yarrow said.

"I'm incredible," Aleena corrected, her panting muzzle stretching with a characteristic grin. "And so are you, dork. Your cocks are so much fun. And you make the cutest faces when you're cumming!"

Yarrow blushed. He felt so warm and happy. He squeezed one of Aleena's nipples again and watched as she shivered, her smile stretching even farther to dimple her fuzzy cheeks.

"Did uh, you enjoy it too?" Yarrow asked. "Did you also get there? I didn't see any..." He hesitated and trailed off. Maybe that was a dumb question that showed his inexperience with sex.

Aleena also tensed. Carefully, she lifted herself along the shaft inside her pussy. It drew out glistening with fluids, beads of pearly cum swimming through the sea of the water type's aroused juices. Finally, she pulled all the way free, and a gush of cum spilled down from her pussy to her tail hole and dripped onto Yarrow's crotch. She looked at their shared mess, then back at Yarrow, and seemed to relax.

She rolled off him, laying by his side. She hugged a paw around his belly and tugged his scales against her warm fur. "I didn't," she said.

Yarrow picked up a rare note of guilt in her voice. His stomach unsettled. Had he done something wrong? "Is there... anything I could do to help?"

A gentle paw brushed over his upper torso, and then fiddled with the black-scaled ear tip that rested by his forelimbs. Her eyes turned away to scan the rest of the cavern.

After a minute, she finally asked, "Would you really?" The buizel hesitated again before she continued, "You aren't too tired now? Do your dicks like, do they not get used up at the same time even though they both came?"

"Uh, no, they're both super sensitive right now, and it'd feel weird to try to do it again. But my tongue feels a lot better, and I could use my fingers! I know it's not quite the same. I'd do my best!"

Aleena surprised Yarrow by sniffling. Her eyes blinked a few times, and then she swallowed. "You'd really do that for me? You're the sweetest, most generous, kindest helioptile that this world has ever seen!"

"Do you not normally get to--"

"Shh," Aleena shushed him firmly. She gently took Yarrow's shoulder and helped him back up to a sitting position. "We're gonna focus on you being a super wonderful dude about to eat my delectable buizel pussy again. Got it?"

"Got it," Yarrow said. A smile tugged his cheeks.

She smirked, set a paw on the tip of his snout, and aimed him right back down towards her crotch.

The earthy musk of Yarrow's cum mixed with the faintly sweet, acidic smell of her arousal. The combination wasn't bad. Cautiously, the helioptile leaned in. His tongue dragged out over her sopping wet folds. He tasted himself on her. Maybe he should have found that gross, but he couldn't help but enjoy it. It was the taste of their love, a reminder of the intimacy they'd just shared.

Though his tongue still ached from earlier, Yarrow dragged it slowly up and down along the buizel's folds. She didn't complain about the speed. Instead, tense tremors shook her body.

"Fuck Yarrow, that's really nice. Could you like, put a paw inside of me too?"

Yarrow was too busy with his muzzle to respond, but he happily obliged. He wriggled his small, black-scaled hand into the buizel's tender pussy. At first, he felt uncomfortable. Her walls squished around him. She was so warm and slick. Those sensations were very different on his hand than they had been on a cock.

After a moment, the strangeness wore off. The sight of her sexy pink labia splayed around his hand helped, and so did the soft moans that she made. He wanted more of those moans. He wriggled his hand inside her, which earned an encouraging wet squeeze.

Yarrow's tongue lapped at her tender furless pink, though now his chin bumped against his own wrist. The angle was more difficult, but lapping at her clit earned the best reactions, anyway. As soon as he focused in on that tender nub, the buizel clenched so tight around his hand that he worried she'd cut off his circulation.

The sight of his buizel was fantastic. As his tongue lapped at her pussy, Yarrow gazed up Aleena's belly, past her rows of delicate pink teats to her gasping, groaning expression. Every time her face twitched, or a little noise escaped her muzzle, warm satisfaction surged within him.

Moving his whole hand in and out of the buizel was awkward and tiring, so his fingers groped around her soft walls instead. Somehow, that worked even better.

Aleena's paws settled on his head, stroking and pushing his snout into her silky pussy. "Whatever you did right there, Yarrow! Whatever that was. Keep doing it! Fucking Arceus itself, shit!" The buizel's exclamations faded into a loud moan.

Yarrow dutifully rubbed at the spot in her pussy. The buizel's back arched, and he couldn't see over to her face anymore. He felt the shiver that coursed down her body and through his lapping muzzle. When his tongue grew too sore, he suckled her clit. She trembled.

Finally, the buizel clenched so intensely around Yarrow's hand that he wondered if he would have to use a healing berry to fix it. She gripped his head and ground his snout into her slit. Her whole body tensed like a held-down spoink.

Then, with a drawn-out moaning exhale, her muscles relaxed. A shudder vibrated against Yarrow's snout and hand. Even as her pussy released its death grip, it pulsed rhythmically around his hand like a heartbeat.

Long, gasping breaths raised and lowered Aleena's belly in time with her orgasm. Her paws stroked over his head. Watching that moment of pleasure affirmed all of Yarrow's feelings: her face contorting with pleasure, her body convulsing around his touches, her continued sopping wet arousal delightfully soaking him. It all built to a crashing wave of adoration. He loved helping her feel this good. He loved how obviously she had delighted in him feeling good, too.

Her breathing slowed, and the convulsing steadied. Her pussy squeezed gently in a regular pulse like a heartbeat. Yarrow slowly pulled his hand free from her tender passage.

"Oh!" Aleena exclaimed. She squirmed and tightened as his hand slipped out of her. Her folds splayed slightly open, showing off her flushed, glistening entrance. "Oh fuck, that's sensitive. Yarrow, you're a nerdy little sex genius. You played my pussy like a grand piano, and that was a masterpiece."

Yarrow smiled at her. Even knowing how hyperbolic Aleena was about everything, her words gave him excited jitters. Still, he hesitated. "Did you uh, finish?"

"Of course I did, you dummy. Did you see my back become a whole-ass bridge and feel my pussy try to crush your paw bones into dust? That felt great! Though I could probably do another. Not even tired, and those spores have me so fucking horny. They're even your fault! So, you've gotta help me get off some more." Aleena stuck out her tongue at him.

"How is this possibly my fault?" Yarrow asked. He fruitlessly wiped some of the copious buizel fluids from his mouth.

"Because you didn't stop me from recklessly running in and blasting those mushrooms like a super fucking awesome heroic exploration team captain! Being the boring one who stops me from doing fun, stupid stuff is like half your job!" She gave him a shit-eating grin.

Yarrow rolled his eyes. "Or, maybe you could act with a little more responsibility."

"Where's the fun in that?" Aleena asked. She rubbed the top of his head.

Yarrow chuckled and nuzzled into her side. He closed his eyes. The strong smells of sex and buizel arousal still made his heart flutter and even caused his cocks to twitch, though he knew he wasn't quite ready for another bout of lovemaking. Still, Aleena had said she could use some more. Though his tongue ached, his small hands still had plenty of strength in them.

Yarrow dipped a hand down the buizel's front to stroke her wet folds. His touch drew a shiver out of her.

"Maybe we can be irresponsible for a little longer," he said.

***

The two pokemon lay next to each other in the crystalline cavern, exhausted. Yarrow's muscles ached like he'd just completed a vigorous training session. Yet, he felt ten times as satisfied.

His cocks ached distantly. Playing with Aleena's pussy had urged them out again once, twice, and then three times. And once he was erect, there was no stopping that ravenously horny buizel. Nor did he care to.

Yarrow gazed over at the lovely buizel. She panted and met his eyes with a grin. Her muzzle was sticky with cum. Trails of the pearly seed dribbled down from her pussy and tailhole.

True to her nature, Aleena hadn't hesitated in trying every possible sex act she could think of. They'd fucked with two cocks in her pussy, her sucking one and stroking one, and one in her pussy and one in her ass.

Each time, Yarrow hadn't thought there was any more cum to wring out of him, but Aleena had managed to coax fresh orgasms out of his sensitive shafts again and again, even as they ached with sensitivity. In between each passionate bout of lovemaking, the helioptile had licked, fondled, and groped inside her pussy. When his tongue hurt too much and the muscles in his forelimbs complained about the unusual angles, he just nuzzled against her wetness, enjoying the sweet scent of her arousal on his snout and the comfort of his best friend and lover.

"I have a grand announcement to make, Yarrow!" Aleena proclaimed.

"Oh?"

"My horniness has passed. I'm now only regular horny for you, you sexy little nerd. I only want to jump your scales a usual amount. I don't crave to fondle your awesome double cocks, I just want to do so as much as any lady who's super into you, but not in a weird mushroom-induced heat way!"

"That's good," Yarrow said. He yawned and then pushed against her, nuzzling his soft scales against the warm fur of her shoulder. Her arm wriggled underneath his neck and tugged him tight against her side. "If we had sex again, I think my cocks would just about fall off."

"Oh Yarrow!" Aleena bemoaned. She once again flung her other paw up over her forehead dramatically. "I cannot help that I am too sexy, that my pussy is just too tight for your fragile cocks. Would that I were more homely to reduce your temptations! Would that I had looser holes to not strangle your cute--but well-sized--dicks!"

Yarrow laughed. He lovingly lapped his sore tongue against her fur. She tasted sweaty and satisfied. "You really don't need to qualify the size of my cocks every time you call them cute. I get it, already!"

"Oh, but my dear, precious, adorable, little nerd, I would _hate_to threaten your masculinity."

"Of course you would, Aleena," Yarrow said. He wriggled his cheek against her fur. The soft, tickling sensation against his scales was just delightful. He really did love her. Now that he recognized that, it was impossible to imagine how he hadn't understood his feelings before.

Would this be their life from now on? Did she want a real relationship with him? The anxious helioptile was about to shove those feelings deep down into the recesses of his mind, but he forced himself to stop. No. No more of that. Aleena loved him. She went out on a limb for him, and he could do the same for her. He admired her bravery most of all. If he was going to let any single part of her inspire him, that would be it.

Yarrow swallowed. "Are we... Would you like to be together, Aleena? Like, actually together? Mates. I know you said you love me--and I love you--but, it would be nice to hear that."

"Of course, silly," Aleena looked at him fondly. She gently stroked his scales as she cuddled him against her side. "I love you, dude. You mean the world to me. You're smart, kind, careful, and considerate. Having you as my partner is like a dream that I don't want to wake up from. Being your mate's just gonna be even better."

Yarrow blushed at her compliments. He never thought of himself that way. His love of books and research meant he could never quite be as devoted to training. His carefulness and consideration made him an indecisive coward. But she looked at him and saw all those as positives.

"You're so brave and bold, but such a caring person," Yarrow said. "I've always admired you. You're boastful and love being all hyperbolic and grandiose, but I really believe those things you say about yourself. You're a hero. They really will write stories about you."

Aleena's eyes shimmered as a smile tugged at her cheeks. She sniffled and nuzzled him. Whispering, as if she couldn't admit such a thing in a regular voice, she said, "I make awful, stupid decisions, and you're always there to catch me. I say things that piss people off, and I know how some of them talk behind my back. I feel like I'm a raging fire about to run out of fuel and just blink out of existence. But you feed me the fuel I need. You make everything better and keep my dumb self from screwing it all up. I can just keep burning hot and happy. I never have to worry when I'm with you."

"People do love you, Aleena. Don't let the assholes in Team Venom or their sycophants get to you. We complement each other. I truly think that with the two of us, we'll not only find these tablets about The Swords of Justice. I think we'll find the legendary pokemon themselves. We could even kick their asses if we wanted to! We're just that awesome."

Yarrow didn't wait for Aleena to take the initiative. He was determined to do so himself. He twisted his snout around and pressed it to her muzzle. Her lips parted. He led her in a passionate kiss.