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[b][u][center]Pokemon Polyamory

Chapter 21: Confessed Feelings

Sponsored by Lorvianne

by Draconicon[/center][/u][/b]

Jared sat there, looking at his pokeballs for so long that he lost track of time. Eventually, it took his stomach rumbling to the point of pain to drag him out of that mindset, forcing him to his feet and out of the room. The Pokemon Center would have plenty to eat, if they were like any of the others that he'd stayed in, though he imagined that some of the staff would be treating him to a side-eye. Considering that they had witnessed him assaulting Bill, he doubted that they had just forgotten his 'crime.'

As he walked around the corner and down the stairs, he got the exact glare that he'd been expecting. He winced as he walked down, stopping at the front desk. The nurse narrowed her eyes at him.

"Yes?" she asked in the crispest, most professional tone of voice that he had ever heard.

"Um...I'm just looking for...some food."

"There is a vending machine over there."

"...Any chance that there's something...cheaper?"

"...There is a kitchen around the corner. If you want to make something, you may."

It was said with the utmost reluctance, and he imagined that the only reason that they were allowing it was their oaths to make sure that people stayed healthy and safe. If it wasn't for that, he was pretty sure that she would have been willing to let him go hungry for the night.

[i]Probably isn't wrong...[/i]

All things said, as satisfying as it had been to punch Bill's lights out, he needed to get a handle on his anger. He was letting this get out of hand, and it was going to get him in far worse trouble one of these days.

Thankfully, there were a number of quick-fix meals in the kitchen. He heated up some sauce, a bit of rice, and a couple of strips of meat - he didn't ask what sort - in the back of the fridge, and stuffed it into a couple of bowls. A little dousing of soy later, he put everything away and went back to his room. He gave a nod of thanks to the nurses, and they seemed slightly mollified that at least he was taking up a second bowl. They probably thought that it was for his pokemon, and they'd be right about that.

As soon as he stepped back into the room he'd been given for the night, he knew that he'd have to talk his feelings out with Croccy, at the very least. The others, eventually, but with his Croconaw, first. They had been together longest, they had the most complicated relationship - only barring Bright Eyes with the weirdness that was going on there at the moment - and they were probably the closest of all the Pokemon that he had. And if he loved any of them -

Who was he kidding? If it was possible to really love one's pokemon, love them the way that you would love another human being, then he loved Croccy. It was a weird one, something that was more like friends than any love that he had ever seen in a story or TV show, but it was still affection, lust, care for each other in a real way. The fact that he wanted the sex between them to mean something should have been his biggest and first clue, and he had completely missed it, too obsessed with not being just another 'Breeder' that he had completely stopped thinking about what the rest of their situation meant.

He closed the door behind him and locked it tight. Setting the bowls of food on the far side of the room - but not before taking a couple of mouthfuls to make his stomach shut up - he sat down and pulled Croccy's ball out. A little tap was enough to release the rambunctious rascal, and Croccy immediately started hopping from foot to foot.

"Finally!" he shouted, only to cover his bulbous muzzle as soon as Jared started shushing him. "Sorry, I forgot. Inside voice."

"Mm-hmm."

"Sorry. Just, you know, I've been waaaaaaiting, and I wanted to get out, but I was being good. Really good. And - oh, is that food?"

"Yeah."

"Can I?"

"Go ahead."

Croccy lunged for the full bowl, seizing it and sitting right on his ass in the middle of the floor. As he proceeded to stuff his face, groaning happily, it was hard for Jared to look away from him. He just looked...happy. Happy as someone could ever be, at least, when they were dealing with being stuck in a ball most of the time, and when they were still so much...

[i]Why does that matter so much?[i] he wondered. [i]Why do we carry them in balls all the time?[i]

It wasn't as if they needed to be sheltered like that all the time, now that he thought about it. There were Pokemon throughout the wilder lands of the world, and even in the cities, Pokemon often lived in the open, walking around houses, staying as companions for their 'owners' and humans.

[i]...Should probably start thinking about leaving them out a bit more. Might let Croccy work off some of that energy.[/i]

Croccy was halfway through the bowl before Jared was able to clear his throat and speak. To his credit, though, the hungry guy was able to look up, some of the meat slices sticking out from the corner of his mouth.

"Mmm?"

"Just...wanted to ask you something."

"Mmm-hmm?" Croccy swallowed. "Sure, please, go ahead."

"Do you..."

No, that wasn't fair. You didn't just ask someone how they felt about you. You started, and then let them come in if they felt the same. That was more...equal, he supposed.

"I...was thinking a lot. And I realized something."

"Uh-huh?"

"I...I..."

Why was it so hard to get those words out? Was it just because Croccy was a Pokemon? Probably, if he was completely honest with himself. Despite the intelligence that he knew was there, despite the fact that each of his Pokemon was completely and totally sentient and more than capable of understanding what he said to them, he was no different than anyone else that had been trained to see Pokemon as animals, as pets, as things that were stronger but at the same time less than humans. To say that he was 'in love' with a Pokemon felt like saying that he was in love with a dog: completely wrong, completely sick in the head.

And yet...

He took a deep breath and tried again.

"I love you," he said, and he immediately shivered as he said it. "I don't know why, I don't know what started it, but I care for you a lot, and...and I think I'm starting to feel the same sort of thing for everyone else in the balls. I want to be good and responsible about it, but -"

That was as much as he got out before Croccy was leaping across the room. The sudden tackle slammed right into his stomach, sending the air whooshing from his lungs at the impact. He hunched forward, almost crushing Croccy's head between his chest and his thighs, but the happy blue alligator had him in a hug, squeezing around his middle and nuzzling in.

"Mmmmmm!"

"What's that...what's that for?" Jared grunted with a cough.

"I love you too, that's all."

"You...you do?"

"Well, duh! I've been here with you for long enough. I mean, yeah, it was a little..." Croccy blushed, looking up. "Okay, I guess I was a bit much when I was still a Totodile, but...well, it was fun back then, and it's still fun now, and you're just...nice. Really nice. And it's different from the other humans that just made me do things and made me learn to enjoy it. You...you want it to be good, and you work really hard."

"That's just..."

"You don't just work hard with the sex stuff, though."

Croccy let go of him, hopping up on the couch. His Water-type still wasn't quite big enough to look him in the eye, but he was getting bigger, and he wasn't so far down as he used to be. He had a smile, too, a big smile that showed all those teeth, but despite that, he wasn't scary.

"You work hard for all of us. And...and you make me feel special when you choose me. It's a nice feeling. Really nice."

He blushed, but he was glad that he wasn't just imagining things. Perhaps he was going to be okay with this little...relationship.

Just thinking that word sent a shiver down his spine, but it wasn't all bad. There was so much there that he wanted, so much that he really liked. It was just all the other thoughts in the back of his head.

Breeder bad.

Only bad people do this.

Only perverts do this.

Perverts hurt Pokemon.

The thoughts kept hammering their way home in the back of his head, and only the soft grip of the Croconaw's hand in his kept him from completely listening to them. He squeezed Croccy's fingers, and his Pokemon squeezed back.

"So...does that mean that you love me back?" Jared asked.

"Duh."

"You sure?"

"I wouldn't be wanting to keep doing this if I wasn't."

"...Yeah, I don't buy that."

"Heh, okay, okay, maybe I'm horny enough to have low standards for fucking around," Croccy said, shaking his head as he let his hand wander. It went all the way up to Jared's crotch, squeezing at the base of his cock. "And you're sexy. I don't know why, but...you're sexy."

"Weird to think of a human that way?" he asked.

"Just a little. Not with you. You're just...nice."

That was something. At least he wasn't the only one that found the interspecies part of it weird. Intelligence was there, willingness was there, hell, they were even physically compatible. But the fact that they were completely different species still made it just a trifle awkward, even though they both wanted to hop right into it.

And his dick was definitely willing. They were hoping to do something on the way to the city, and Croccy had been more than willing. He remembered the glances towards the treeline, and the time after the Sudowoodo that could have gotten them caught right then and there. Croccy was just about always up for a bit of fun, and he knew that he was never going to get bored.

But...

"Croccy...just...one more thing, first."

"What's that?" his Croconaw asked, rubbing and massaging around the denim-covered bulge.

"I...do have similar feelings...for the rest of the team."

"Heh..."

"Does that..."

"Well. I didn't think that I'd be sharing something like that, but...I don't know. It's weird."

He nodded. He knew that it was pretty different, for sure. He knew a few humans that were polyamorous, a few people that lived in a peculiar sort of relationship with multiple partners, but he'd never thought that he'd be one of those that considered it. At the same time, just thinking about picking [i]just[/i] Croccy from the team didn't feel fair to the others, parrticularly with his need for the sexual stuff to mean something, and even more so with the idea that he didn't want any of them to feel hurt.

The fact that he wanted them was on the list, too, but it was a distant fourth place from all the other considerations. Not because he wanted them less, of course, but rather because he wanted them to be happy, first and foremost.

"Are you...okay with that?" Jared asked.

"What, with sharing you?"

He nodded.

"Well...it's going to take some getting used to...but I [i]did[/i] push a lot of them to start playing with you. It's not really fair for me to shove all kinds of sex at you and then get upset when you decide that you want to share the right way, huh?"

"Heh. Not really. So, either you stop -"

"Oh, that's not happening."

"Or, you have to be okay with me...doing that."

"I'm okay with it."

"Okay...okay."

That was settled with less fear and anxiety than he'd expected, and he'd expected it to be a lot. There were still a few nervous tremors running up and down his arms and back, but that was to be expected after a revelation like that. He had just bared his soul to his Pokemon and it had gone well, but that didn't mean that it had been easy. He allowed himself the shivers and shakes.

As he took a few deep breaths to calm down, it was impossible to miss Croccy sitting with his legs spread, his own cock slowly coming free. The thick thing was already half-hard and getting harder, and he was wiggling it from side to side every time that he noticed Jared looking. Eventually, the human rolled his eyes.

"You really want to get on with it, don't you?"

"Well, don't you?"

"I...okay, maybe a bit."

"Awesome! So -"

"Wait."

Much as he had needed to pump the brakes with Bright Eyes, he knew that there was some truth to it all. There was more that he wanted to do than just fucking holes all the time. He'd like to...he'd like to try something different, and he wanted to give Croccy a bit of a treat for being so good and giving him what he needed.

So, rather than just unzipping his pants, he slid off the chair. Croccy blinked, only to go wide-eyed as he rested his hands on the Croconaw's thighs, gently pushing them apart and letting that cock rise up over his face. It was...quite a bit bigger from this angle, and his cheeks burned as he got a good look at it. The soft, musky smell that came from the Water-type at all times hit him, and he shivered as he realized what he had been just getting a faint whiff of before.

Knowing that he'd need to start or he'd never find his nerve, he just leaned in and kissed the shaft. Right over the head, then down along the underside, giving it bits of attention as best he could. The soft licks, the gentle suckles along the flesh, all seemed to tease Croccy just enough to keep him quiet.

"Mmm...mmm..."

And despite himself, he was enjoying seeing his Pokemon squirm just a bit. There was something intensely powerful about giving pleasure as much as there was to taking it, he was finding. The way that he could get Croccy squirming just by putting a little tongue against the tip, or running just the tips of his fingers along the Croconaw's thighs, was enough to stir his curiosity and make him wonder just what else he could accomplish from down here.

The more that he played, the more that the scent got stronger, getting thicker and warmer with each passing minute. It didn't take long for it to feel surprisingly muggy between Croccy's thighs, and as the Water-type got hornier, he got...drippier. Much drippier, as that hard-on started oozing and spurting, leaving him soaked through his hair and along his face. He hadn't even taken the head into his mouth yet, just licking along the sides, teasing the balls a bit - oh, Croccy loved that - before going back to the head.

[i]If he's getting this much from this...[/i]

He blushed as he imagined them doing something more intense, like him getting on all fours and letting that cock into him. The idea of that much of a flood, that much squirting into him all at once, was enough to make him put that idea off for later. He was going to have a hard enough time cleaning all this up. Having that squirting into him, flooding him from behind? That would be a mess for the next day, at least; he'd be grunting and pushing out Pokemon sperm for twenty-four hours, at minimum.

But...

He licked up to the head, giving the tip a taste. The thick fluid rolling off wasn't that bad, he realized, and he was getting a little more from it than he expected. It was salty, a little more bitter than he was used to, but not something that he really opposed.

"Mmmmph..."

And Croccy looked rather cute while he was getting sucked off and teased. His hands were pressed right to his chubby face, covering his eyes, and he looked anywhere but down. His cock kept throbbing, bouncing, twitching, squirting, but he never did anything to try and push it further.

He was nice, too. Jared liked that.

He gave the head one last lick, and Croccy whimpered, his hands finally coming down from his face. He opened and closed his mouth, groaning in frustration.

"I was so clooooooose."

"I know, but that's not going to be how you finish."

"Nnnngh...tease..."

"You know what you want."

[i]Oh Arceus, did I really just say something that cheesy?[/i]

And yet, despite those dumb words leaving his lips, it hadn't taken away any of Croccy's eagerness. If anything, it had pushed the chubby-cheeked alligator right to the point of his greatest need. The blue-scaled Pokemon slipped right off the couch, kneeling in front of him with tail wagging and his eyes completely glued to Jared's bulge. Blushing, yes, but growling with an almost feral hunger.

[i]Oh, boy...[/i]

Despite his face feeling as though it were on fire, he slowly reached for the zipper of his pants. He could feel how hard he was - so much harder than he'd ever thought he'd be from being on his knees for a Pokemon - and pulled it down slowly. Little by little, he exposed the bulge in his briefs, and Croccy panted harder and harder, wet puffs of warm air against the white fabric.

The whole room felt sweaty, muggy, and humid. He didn't know if it was just him or if Croccy was putting off some sort of extra moisture, but it felt like they were in their own personal sauna, one that had been debauched a number of times previously. He groaned as he finally pulled his pants out of the way, dragging his underwear down, and -

"Mmmm..."

As soon as it flopped out, Croccy had his nose right under the head, sniffing at it. There was something abnormally satisfying about the sight; he couldn't get it out of his head, and his cock throbbed [i]hard[/i] at the sight of someone being that into him. His cock twitched, and the alligator chased it, his nostrils flaring again and again as he sucked down the scent at the head.

"Mmmph..."

"No sucking," he said.

"Nnngh..."

"Not yet."

Not with those teeth. Not until they found a way to do that safely, where he wasn't going to risk shredding his cock if either of them got overexcited. There were ways, he was sure - and if he ever found the phone number to the Daycare guy, he might call back and see if there were any suggestions there - but for now, there was a better place for it, and better things to enjoy together.

Still, he gave himself one more minute of enjoying his Pokemon having so much fun with his scent. The soft way that the air puffed over his cock, the way that Croccy just ground his face against it time and time again, just added so much to the experience. Worship, love, pleasure, all wrapped in one precious little package.

"Mmmph...turn around..."

Croccy did as he was ordered, leaning against the couch with his tail pushed up high. That thick, chunky rump was just as hot as he remembered, and his cock was jumping in anticipation of being buried in that thing again.

[i]He can take it...he can take it...[/i]

He remembered how well Croccy could take it from their bit of fun back in Goldenrod. That hole had been eager, alright, very eager, and the various toys that they had brought out -

Careful. Careful. Best not to get too excited.

Kneeling down, he spread those cheeks, enjoying the way that pucker pushed out a bit from the bigger things they'd done. The sight of that hole, the way that the rim was just a little bit puffy but not too much, how he could see past it to the tensing, quivering inner walls: it all sent so much need down to his dick.

"Mmmph...you...you're going to fuck me, right?" Croccy asked. "No more teasing...really fucking this time, right?"

"Right."

"Mmm. Come on...do it...do it, do it, do it..."

Well, what was he going to do when his Pokemon was begging him for it like that? Even someone [i]not[/i] interested would have had a hard time with that, right?

That was what he told himself, anyway.

He brushed his cock against that twitching pucker, feeling it giving slightly beneath the bit of pressure. Croccy moaned, gripping the couch with clawed fingers, his jaws clicking as he clapped his teeth together again and again. He wiggled his hips, almost but not quite pushing back. Everything he did showed just how much he [i]wanted[/i] to be fucked, and fucked hard. Jared groaned, his cock oozing pre-cum without even being truly touched or played with yet.

[i]Take him,[/i] he thought. [i]Just...take...[/i]

He bit his lip. It was the first time that they had gone this far. The toying had been one thing. The sudden moments had been another. This...this felt like a new step. Confessing love to a Pokemon, fucking that same Pokemon, being ready to keep going with that for as long as they were together -

[i]You want to treat them like people. Isn't this...like treating them like people?[/i]

Somehow, that finally made the click. He relaxed, and he pushed in.

"Mmmph..."

"Ooooh..."

He moaned as he felt those slick inner walls clenching down around him already, that tight pucker all but pulling him deeper. He never could get over just how it felt to be inside of Croccy like this, the slick walls so different to what one would have expected looking at him from the outside. The Water-type stuff must have been part and parcel to making him so slick, and Jared was more than grateful for it.

Sliding in up to the hilt in a thrust that was smooth and fast, he bit his lips as he felt his balls tap Croccy's. They moaned together, and he leaned forward, huffing against the couch, feeling the slight spikes and spines along the back of the gator's body pressing against him. He had to remember that, had to remember the differences, but fuck it felt so good to have his cock inside. He felt so good to be doing this, to want to do this, to be allowed to do this, and for that moment, all his fears and worries just melted away, replaced with the sheer joy of what they were doing.

Croccy was quiet, but happy, his eyes rolled back, his cheeks red from being taken. Jared took that as permission, and just kept thrusting.

The first smack of hips to ass drew another moan from both of them and a soft clench from Croccy, but the second was smoother, faster, and the third faster still. He groaned, having to lean on the couch for a little stability as Croccy just lost any ability to stay upright, just pushing that fat ass back for more...and more...and more.

In, out, in, out, faster and faster, his hips driving him in and his cock begging for more of that thick, bubbly butt. It just took him so fast and so deep, and the insides were getting warmer, almost slimy with the mix of his pre-cum and whatever it was that the Croconaw was pushing out. They were getting faster, hotter, and he could feel Croccy clenching down all the harder. The little guy was hissing, his legs kicking, toes thumping on the ground.

"Nnngh...nnngh...mmmmmmmmm!"

And just like that, Croccy bit down on the couch, tightening up without warning. Jared was pinned in place as that bubble butt went from fat to muscular in one fell swoop, squeezing down on his cock and milking it. He huffed, wheezing in Croccy's ears as he laid over him, feeling each little sucking tension down there pulling at his cock, dragging his balls up, making him feel it more and more until -

"MMmmmmmph..."

He couldn't hold it. He'd wanted to make it last, wanted to enjoy himself for as long as possible, but Croccy just felt too good. That tight hole, that slippery grip inside, the way that it was just sucking and pulling at his cock as if the Water-type just needed to be filled to the brim constantly: it was too much for him to take after the pleasures of being together the way that they had.

And so, he came, and just kept cumming. Deep, deeper, deepest, balls deep as he felt them jump against his groin. Pulse, pulse, pulse, each shot coming with a little spasm through his hips as if he was trying to grind that seed in as far as he could get it.

All.

The.

Way.

In.

Finally, he fell back, his cock slurping free of that tight little hole. As it popped out, he fell on his ass, and Croccy barely held onto the couch. Jared rubbed his head, catching his breath and wiping away the sweat that had popped up on his forehead. He chuckled.

"Well, that - ohhhhh, fuck..."

It was the sight of that hole slowly opening, the view of his own seed dribbling free, that sent a shiver of utmost pleasure down his spine. That was [i]his[/i] cum dribbling free, bubbling at first, then with a slow, dribbling stream from that clenching, twitching pucker. He'd left that there. [i]He'd[/i] fucked that hole, and now...now...

His cock twitched, almost tempting him into a second round, but he knew his limits. He didn't want Croccy to start expecting even more, and it was better to stop there. Far better to stop there.

"Mmmph...come here..."

Getting back to the couch, he dragged Croccy over him. The room stank of sex, heavy with the sweat smell and the heated dick scent, but...well, it wasn't that bad. And he could get used to it. He dragged Croccy over him, into his arms as best he could, and the reptilian Water-type nuzzled under his arm, getting comfortable. Smiling, Jared closed his eyes and let sleep take him.

#

[i]The chrome walls returned. Jared stood in the middle of a corridor, hearing the moans and groans in the distance. The sounds of Pokemon being 'trained' were unmistakable, but this time, he could understand them. He could hear the broken words, the broken minds that were being shattered beneath the work of the people in this strange place.

He hoped that it was just a nightmare. He knew that it wasn't.

"Don't forget..."

It was that voice again, the same one that had talked to him when he was made aware of the facility below the well. It was there again, still strong, but with a tremor running through it.

"Don't forget...you need it..."

"What do I need?" he asked. "What is this?"

"Strength...you need...Strength..."

The HM.

The facility.

"Where is it?"

"Olivine..."

The voice was fading, and so was the dream. It was almost nonexistent already, the fog of the waking world coming for him once more. He tried to call out, tried to say something to get the voice to speak again. He tried -[/i]

#

He gasped as he opened his eyes. The sun poured through the window, and he was pinned under far more Pokemon than he should have been. Jared groaned as he rubbed his forehead, looking around at the mess.

[i]All[/i] of them had popped out during the night, from Snugs the Ekans to Gobbler the Drowzee. Most of them were still asleep, save for Gobbler. He actually looked like he'd just tasted something nasty, and was trying to wash his mouth out with a clumsily-held cup of water. Twisting his head, Jared looked at the two-toned Psychic.

"Tried to eat my dreams?"

"Mmmph...mistake..."

"And you...did that...right."

He didn't remember doing much with the Drowzee, so he imagined that might have happened in his sleep. The constant transmission of being able to communicate with them, and them being able to do the same with him, was still hard to get used to.

"I, um...wouldn't try doing that again."

"Mmm-mmm."

"The dreams...weren't mine."

"No. They were - mmph - real. Not supposed to [i]eat[/i] real. Ugh. Stomach."

Real. Huh. Well, that confirmed that he wasn't just hallucinating, at least.

Shaking his head, he reached down and gently shook Croccy awake. The Croconaw looked up, eyes bleary, but smiling.

"Mmm?"

"Time to get up."

"Nnngh...comfy."

"I know, but I gotta shower."

"I'll splash you later."

"No, seriously, gotta shower. I stink."

"Mmmph...fiiiiine."

"Doesn't stink," Snugs said. "Like the smell. But can't boop from down here!" the snake complained from the foot of the couch. The Ekans bonked his nose against the bottom of Jared's foot three times. "Can't. Do. The. Boopins!"

Biting off a giggle, he shook his head and got out of bed. The rest of his Pokemon scattered, finding their comfortable places, while he dragged himself to the in-unit shower. He needed to wash off everything from the day before, plus the oozing of his seed from Croccy's butt that had stained his stomach overnight.

Still, as he turned the water on and started getting himself nice and soaked, he couldn't help but remember the dream. Olivine. That was just past Ecruteak, from the limited maps that he'd been able to see. Once he beat the gym leader here, keeping up his cover, he would be able to rush right through to Olivine and get what they needed. And considering what Whitney had said about the badge, the move should be usable right from the start, rather than having to find some gym leader somewhere else that would give him 'permission.'

They were on the right track, for once, and he felt good about it. Hopefully, the gym leader here wouldn't throw up too many roadblocks.

[b][u][center]The End[/center][/u][/b]

Summary: Jared comes out with his affection for Croccy, and they have a wonderful bit of time together.

Tags: M/M, Pokemon, Human, Size Difference, Horny, Anal, Blowjob, Trying Something New, Slick, Hyper-Productive, Series, Pokephilia, Embarrassed, Orgasm, Cum, Creampie,