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"Can you take the trash, dear?" The skinny, brown haired girl of my dreams yelled out from the kitchen as I was trying to nap.

I rose to do her bidding as silent as always. When I returned from the chore, I had a pair of rubber gloves thrown at me. A sigh escaped as I slid them on and moved to the sink. She always dried the dishes and put them away. That's not why I sighed. I am a Charizard, a Fire Lizard, and water is my main weakness. She always used my tail fire to dry the dishes. You try burning your ass up for dry dishes someday and you'll know what I mean when I say it's tiresome.

The hour passed slowly, a month worth of neglected dishes cleaned and put away. Next, she'll probably want the laundry done. I was surprised when she headed for the bathroom instead, I knew she didn't have to piss; she always does that funny dance when she has to go because she holds it in. I couldn't help myself, so after I took the gloves off, I followed her. The three-bedroom house was built rather strange compared to the other human constructs I had been in before. A bed on each level of the house. Mine was on the third level while hers was on the second.

But the strangest thing was that the ground level had a giant bedroom and a bath to match, I mean that if you took out the walls that separated them, you could possibly do the track run in it. Not to mention that each level had its own living space. So one could say that we lived in a complex. Meant for three families. Not that I am complaining or anything, but her father bought the place for us. Yeah, rich daddy buys the fun toys. Hoorah for us!

I found her walking into the big bedroom; I knew that meant one thing. I been with her since I hatched, so... yeah, I knew every detail about her. Straight down to the breast reductions to take the small breasts to flat. I never got mammals in the first place even after my fourteen years of life. I peered into the cracked doorway and saw her shirt fly across the room. Yep, put a big steak on that grill, she's gotten frisky. Lucky for me, she never notices me watching her play with her so-called toys. Something was off though; she usually doesn't do this until the evening comes after our monthly work.

I heard her mutter something about a test. Being careful not to touch the door, I leaned closer to listen.

"Damn it... where is that damn compatibility test? I just stashed it in here last night. Ugh!"

I heard papers shuffle and then a heavy thump of a drawer. She had to be turning the place inside out, and who has to clean it all up later? Me.

"Ah, there it is. Now for that blood... straight from the tap. Ooh, that's a little prickly."

I heard a small pop.

"Now to add his blood and wait."

'His' blood? Who's blood? She didn't... did she? No, she wouldn't. Or would she? I didn't feel any pricks or cuts earlier; did she do it last night? Nah, I am too light of a sleeper for that. It has to be a male of her own kind.

"Come on, how long can five minutes take?"

Duh, five minutes, you impatient little brat. Ah, who am I kidding, I love her as though she was my own hatch mate. Silence from the room made me nervous, I know I am too heavy to move without a sudden sound on the floor. Not mentioning my neglected claws, looks like I'll have to see that overly annoying nurse later.

"Positive! Hell yeah! Oh, how am I to tell Lucky that I could possibly carry his own baby?"

Lucky? Shit, she had to say that damn nickname. At least it wasn't Lucks... ugh... I am fine with being called Reginald as it is my name, but she has always called me Lucky or Lucks. I never knew why. If I could ask her, I would.

I heard her bouncy footfalls heading my way, I panicked. I quickly made my way to the nearby closet and stuck my head in as though I was searching for something.

"Whatcha lookin' for, Lucks?"

Ugh! I quickly grabbed one of the towels that were haphazardly tossed in there and waved it behind my back. Over my wings of course.

"Gonna take a bath, eh?"

Shit again, I swallowed my tail again. I pulled back and nodded with a nervous grin on my face. Okay, so soaking doesn't hurt me, but does weaken my internal fire, which could be put out. Then I would be dead... which is bad.

"Mind if I join you? I could wash your hard to reach places."

Which meant she just wanted to get me all mate ready then leave me hanging by a thread. I had to- nod, that is.

"Goody. I'll go ready the big tub, go lock up."

Nodding again, I just could not think straight when she looked at me with those adorable light brown eyes. So, I rushed to lock up and punch in the security code for the alarm system. Wretched symbols... why couldn't humans follow the rest of us and use our feet and scents to mark things? Oh well, another thing I will never know.

When I rejoined my girl, she was fully out of the rest of her clothes. I did not smell her monthly cycle so where did she bleed from? Probably don't want to know. The water was clear, she knows I like the bubbles... unless she wants it for... Oh, Arceus, make my mind stop!

"Don't forget to piss first."

"Chaaarrr." I could not help but growl slightly. I did as I was told using that white stone she always has me use. The water inside gurgled and went down the hole in the center, where does it go? Another one for the abyss.

"Done? Hop it."

I don't hop, I fly. Nevertheless, I climbed into the wonderfully hot water. My tail I kept limp over the edge to keep my fire going longer, not that I had to keep it out of the water, it always relit afterwards. She climbed in after me and eased herself down onto my chest; I felt one of her toes play with my genital slit. I stayed focused and did my best not to react.

"Lucky, I have been doing some research. In the olden days, Trainers and their loyal partners did not have these Pokèballs like we do nowadays. In those days, they made bonds through physical contact. Most times through battle, others through a different sort. Mating."

Here we go... just say it.

"Sometimes the pairs became parents. Since they didn't have the medicine like we do now, the babies died within a year because of illnesses."

Just say it already...

"I took a blood sample from you earlier. I used a small device that tested our blood together. We are roughly eighty-six percent compatible, meaning I could very well have your baby. I want to further our bond. I want to call you more than a friend. I want to call you my lover... my mate!"

Saw that coming a cloud away. I craned my head forward and gave her a loving lick. Sure, I dreamed of mating her 'til the Miltank came home, but never thought of it coming true. She was a full two years older than me, why would she chose me over someone older and stronger?

"Thought you would want to since you always enjoy watching me have my fun."

Wait... she knew? How? I was careful and even cleaned up after myself.

"The towels from my closet are a giveaway. Now, how about we start by getting you ready?"

Damn, how can I say no to this?

She forced her hand inside my slit and grabbed my male pride. I couldn't stop myself from gasping. She squeezed, my heart jumped into overdrive and filled that flaccid sack of flesh rather quickly. I hissed when my sensitive, pink flesh hit the water. She continued to squeeze and toy with it. I was in heaven. I saw her wiggle down then felt her wonderful, lovely tongue right at the water level and drag up to my still tapered tip. Then she slid her tongue under the flare ridge. That finished me off, I grunted and flexed. Her gasp as I suddenly flared made me grin. I had a feeling she was going to try to swallow me until I did that.

Her wide-eyed look she gave me over my belly was priceless. I motioned her to come up, she did. I grabbed her hips and centered her then I slowly pushed her down and spiked her on my mating pole. We both moaned at her tightness. She whimpered as I pushed on, apparently she never pushed her toys in all the way... mammals always so complicated... and bloody. I stopped pushing when I hit full resistance. Granted she was not another of my kind, but still... she's not that deep. Not even half of me is in her. Like I really care as long as I get to my full flare and we are forced to stay like this for an hour or more, hopefully more.

I let go of her hips almost not caring that her body was not caressing my shaft to induce me to seed her. Shit, like I would know what that felt like. All my knowledge comes from my elder in her father's care. She keeps calling the male my father, he denies it, I don't care right now anyway. After a brief moment of just sitting there, she lifted herself up. I was half-afraid she was done already until she started back down. If I was in heaven before, now where was I? I had to put myself on the damn, bloody throne and she was my queen. Hell yes.

She started moving oh so slow, wiggling and rubbing her pelvis. Believe it or not, I could see the stretching my meat did to her and she was rubbing it pleasing us both. The pole jumped again making her smile at me. I licked my dry lips; I hadn't realized I had started to pant. She moaned and moved one of her skinny, clawless paws up to her chest and rubbed the darker spots she kept calling breasts. She picked up a faster pace, now I could feel my seed coming. But at this rate, it would come all at once. I grabbed her waist again just to hold something.

She shoved her chest forward and grunted nearly screaming my name, and not the nickname. She kept getting louder. I grunted and my eyes crossed. I gripped her waist hard and shoved her completely down onto my meat. I felt my locking flare take hold inside a small space beyond her tunnel. I could smell blood among another. She gasped for air. I looked down to her stomach and saw my flare in full poking her flesh to a tightness that looked painful for her. She smiled and leaned forward, her eyes beckoned me closer. I had to obey them. I knew not what they wanted until...

Until her lips pressed against my snout and tongue begged entrance, I allowed it without thought. That motion lasted forever and a half. When she broke off, she collapsed onto me. I sighed happily, my first mate along with me being hers. Damn, what a pair. Now to get her to the bedroom without hurting her further.

I grabbed her and held her tightly, then I rolled gently to use my knees to get us up. Without drying off, I hobbled slowly, and rather painfully, to the bed. Yeah, it hurt me, but damn was I sure, if she was conscious, she would be screaming from the movement. Each step felt like a landing stride. Every bone jarred. But the result was a pleasant view of my dream girl locked onto my mating pole with a smile on that mammalian face. Now that I was jealous of. Ah... well... life goes on and such...

Wait... did she say we were compatible?