To Gain an Umbreon
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To gain an Umbreon
It was a cloudy day when Sarah was abandoned, the low grey ceiling threatening rain with low rumbles of thunder and the occasional flicker of half formed lightning.
Only two weeks had passed since she had evolved, going from a very pretty Eevee with lustrous golden fur, to a freakish dark type Umbreon, only slightly different from the usual. Instead of the usual yellow rings, hers were a soft, glowing blue colour, fluorescent and surreal.
Her master wasn't exactly easy to please, and ever since she had evolved he had called her exactly what he thought of her...freak.
And now he was abandoning her, it was so obvious, the way he kept telling her to 'stay' firmly, even though she was in the middle of the forest, the middle of nowhere, really, not a human for miles around. She could see her Pokéball, the one used to capture here when she was still an Eevee, surreptitiously hidden atop a tree stump. Obviously, he didn't intend on coming back at all.
Sarah just shook her head a little sadly after he had turned his back, her head hanging in shame. It was all her fault. If only her rings had been yellow. Normal. Not a freak.
"Are you really coming back?" She asked pointedly, peering up at him, her tail slowly flicking back and forth behind her, anxiously. It might even have been the fact that she talked that made him think of her as such a freak...but it was just something that she did that no other Pokémon could.
"Yes. I'm coming back." He said, pausing for a moment, looking back at her over a shoulder, and then moving off out of her visual range.
She sighed softly to herself, staring at her paws, and then gave a slight nod to no one in particular, curling up on the ground and staring at the spot where he had disappeared, determined to wait.
* * *
On the first day, it was only a Caterpie that found her, easily scared away with a single malevolent growl.
But on the second day, it was a Spinarak, and then a Beedrill, and then it just got successfully worse and worse. By the third day, she was exhausted from defending her place, faithfully waiting for her master.
It was twilight on the fourth day when she heard someone coming, her ears perking weakly, even that action taxing her much-depleted reserves of energy, her tail anxiously twitching, not even able to twitch.
"Thorn, check it out." She heard, and her heart sunk. It wasn't her master at all.
She was aware then of another Pokémon nearby and tried to shift towards the inquisitive, sniffing muzzle, the growl dying in her throat for lack of enthusiasm.
The Mightyena, Thorn, nudged her side, and then picked her up by the scruff of her neck as if she weighed nothing.
Not at all happy about being carried like a cub, but being far too weary to take any action about the offense, Sarah contented herself with just falling limp.
"Wow, she looks beat." Said a voice, and the Mightyena agreed with a growl around the scruff of her neck, depositing her gently near his masters feet.
Looking up, Sarah could see quite clearly that this was definitely not her master. He was taller, and slightly slimmer than her master had been, and he didn't carry a belt of balls at his waist. A bulge in his pocket spoke of a pokeball there, probably the Mightena's.
When this strange human reached down to check on her condition, she growled, snapping at his fingers with as much force as she could muster, falling woefully short and sprawling across the grass, weak as a newborn, peering up at him with as much righteous anger as she could.
The hand descended again, and she tried to snap at it, but this time, her neck wasn't obeying her commands, and her head felt so heavy...
Sarah's world narrowed down to the hand, and then that too disappeared, the Umbreon slipping into blissful blackness.
* * *
It was a system shock to wake up in a Pokéball, or rather, awaken as she was released. A Pokéball was rather like limbo, like being hypnotized, reality carrying a kind of muted dreamlike feel that was entirely comfortable and not at all disturbing, and coming out of it was a whole other ordeal.
Like a slap to the face, being released from a Pokéball instantly woke you up to full alertness, and she up and fighting the moment she got out, confused and disorientated, though she was quickly overpowered by the Mightyena, who was Thorn, if she remember.
"Hey...Hey..." The human said in a soft tone, reaching over and smoothing down her raised hackles soothingly. "We're not gonna hurt you."
Sarah stared up at the human, and then past him to Nurse Joy and a Chansey, baring her teeth a little and looking for an exit.
"No. Don't run. You're free to go." The human said hurriedly, holding out both hands, palm up, in the universal sign for peace.
"...why?" She asked, a brow perked quizzically.
The human withdrew his hands so fast one would think he had received an electrical shock, and Nurse Joy gave her an odd look, between surprise and pleased shock.
"Why?" She repeated, struggling free of the Mightyena and staring up at them all petulantly. "Why go to all the trouble to bring me here and then let me go?"
The human peered at her critically, as if debating whether to answer or to run, and then gave a funny sort of half-shrug. "Because I found you out in the forest half dead?" He asked by way of answer.
"Why didn't you leave me there?" She asked, her eyebrow raising again, seeming genuinely curious.
"Um..." The human blinked at her and then shrugged again. "I don't know. It's just...the right thing to do."
"My master would have left me there." She said bluntly.
"Well your master is an asshole then, to be honest." The human replied quickly, without thinking, and then flushed just slightly and closed his mouth.
"Don't call my master names! He's a good person! He...he...he..." Sarah trailed off, blinking a few times to herself. "He..." She struggled to think of something good her master had done, and then shook her head adamantly. "My master is a good person." She said firmly.
"Well, you're free to go." The human said, holding up the Pokéball that he had released her from, and opening it, folding it until the joint snapped and left two different coloured halves in his hands.
Sarah stared up at him in wonderment, and then snorted softly, not wasting her chance, and darted out the door without even thanking him for helping her and taking her to the Pokécentre.
She had taken only a few steps when she heard her masters voice.
"...didn't even come back to town or anything." He was saying, and Sarah cocked her head, large rabbit-like ears perking with curiosity.
"I just couldn't be bothered training her if she isn't even normal." He continued, and she whimpered just slightly. "I mean, seriously, what's the point? She was sub-normal from the moment she evolved. When she had the golden fur as an Eevee, it was cool, but blue rings? No. Useless Pokémon. She's probably still out there in the forest waiting for me." He gave a short, cold laugh, and Sarah spun around, stalking back into the room.
"...well thanks for helping her, thanks on her behalf too." The human was saying.
"No problem. We're here to help." Nurse Joy replied, bowing, and then, catching sight of Sarah, raised a brow.
Sarah huffed a little and stalked forwards into the centre of the room, eyeing them both. "I'm Sarah." She said bluntly, and then pointed at them both with her paw. "Names."
"I'm Ruka." The human said, turning to face her.
"I'm Nurse Joy." The nurse said, with a bewildered expression. Everyone knew who she was.
"Are you a good person, Ruka?" She asked evenly, staring at him.
"Well...I'd like to think so...That's Thorn by the way." He said, pointing at the Mightyena who was sitting to one side of the room, nibbling at a paw.
"I want to go with you, Ruka." She said bluntly, her tone leaving no argument. "I trust you have a Pokéball?"
"...um...I kinda snapped the Pokéball I used to catch you." He said, blinking a few times.
"What kind of trainer are you?!" She asked, exasperated.
"The kind that thinks that beating the crap out of something and then confining it to a space usually one twentieth of its total mass is not a good way to endear yourself to it?" He asked quizzically. "What kind of Pokémon are you to be asking all these questions?"
"A pissed off one." She said bluntly, and then turned to Nurse Joy. "Do you have a pokeball you can lend Ruka?"
"Sure do." Nurse Joy said, reaching into a pocket of her apron and producing a green pokeball. "It's supposed to catch grass Pokémon...but if you're going to enter it willingly it shouldn't make any different what type of ball it is."
"Good." She said, and then turned back to Ruka. "I want you to capture me, now." She ordered, staring at him pointedly, shifting her eyes from him to the Pokéball. "And then I want you to let me out."
Ruka gave her an askance look, and then shrugged and took the ball, tossing it at her. His aim was slightly off, for want of practise, and Sarah actually moved her head to make sure the ball hit her, her body consumed by a yellow glow, before the ball snapped shut and lay, unmoving, on the ground.
He gave Nurse Joy a look, confused, and then shrugged to himself again and picked up the ball, releasing Sarah from it.
The Umbreon gave a soft growl to herself, and then stalked out of the room, leaving a very bewildered Ruka to wonder what had just happened.
"I'm not yours anymore!" He heard, and peeked around the corner of the doorway just in time to see the little black Pokémon land a stunningly fierce blow on her former masters face.
The human went down heavily, clutching at the parallel marks imbibed to his cheek, before turning to her and tossing a pokeball at her as hard as he could.
Sarah stood her ground, and whacked the ball away with her tail, glaring at him, and then taking a slow step forwards, her teeth revealed in an evil grin. "How does it feel to be powerless?" She asked, her eyes narrowing as she charged forwards and added another deep slash to the three already there.
"Get off you psycho freak!" He yelled, trying to push her away, and her eyes blazed with anger.
At first, it was just anger, and then it was something else, a deep, soulless blackness obscuring her eyes as she glared at him, the hatred in her form palpable as a black mist seemed to start rolling off her, tendrils of it coalescing into tentacles of darkness that quickly snaked towards the human.
"I'M NOT A FREAK!" She snarled out, the tendrils of darkness becoming thicker and lashing at him.
The defenceless human gasped and arched his back, convulsing once as dozens of black bruises bloomed on his body.
"Stop!" Ruka called, hurrying forwards, putting out a hand to stop her.
Sarah turned black eyes on him, and growled low in her throat, warningly.
"Stop!" he said again firmly. "I command you to stop!"
The Umbreon cocked her head to one side, and then tendrils seems to pull back just slightly. Taking heart at this, Ruka reached forwards to pull her away from the now very badly hurt human, but the moment his hand got close, a black tendril wrapped around his wrist.
Ruka coughed slightly, his eyes going wide and spine arching, blazing pain snaking up his arm, his vision darkening as he tried to pull back. But that just made it worse, like a noose tightening, the tentacle dug deeper into his wrist, and the pain intensified, his breath catching in his throat as he fell to his knees, feeling like he was being choked even though the tendril was only at his wrist.
The world darkened further and he fell sideways slightly, trying to hold himself up on one arm, until it gave way and he lay on his side, writhing.
"Chansey! Body slam!" Nurse Joy called, pointing towards the Umbreon, and the pink Pokémon came hurtling from behind her, closely followed by Thorn, pelting to the aid of his trainer, snarling.
Sarah turned slightly towards these new threats, her eyes blazing and the black tendrils snaking out again, Thorn capturing one in his mouth and then yelping, releasing it instantly, his eyes unfocussed, the fight having left him almost instantly, a low, keening whine echoing from his throat.
Chansey was a little tougher, and made it almost to the Umbreon before she too succumbed to the tendrils of darkness.
"Fireblast!" Came a voice, and a powerful fireball came hurting from the door of the pokecentre, ripping it off its hinges and slamming into the fire pokemon, sending her skidding sideways, her fur singed.
Sarah panted heavily, winded, and then looked up, noting the tentacles, and the almost comatose people all around, her eyes widening with horror.
"Extremespeed!" Came the voice, and her eyes locked on those of Ruka's, almost unconscious, a spectacular bruise blooming up the length of his arm.
She blinked, and turned in time to see the Arcanine come hurtling through the doorway with all the speed and delicacy of a freight train, huge and scary, her gaze turning back to Ruka, eyes screwing up as she concentrated on getting rid of the dark tendrils.
Ruka gasped deep lung full's of air as the tendril receded, the bruising along his arm also disappearing as the dark tentacles returned to Sarah, a moment before the Arcanine struck home, slamming into her and half of the furniture in the centre, the resulting shock wave of the impact like that of an explosion, the sheer concussive force finishing the job the pain had begun, both Sarah and Ruka surrendering to blessed darkness.
* * *
Ruka awoke with a soft groan, lifting his arm and staring at it for a moment, hardly believing there was nothing wrong with it. It still smarted slightly, like a friction burn. He dropped his arm and stared past to see Sarah in the bed next to his, awake, eyes wide and slightly scared, flanked by no less than four Arcanine's.
He turned back and stared at the ceiling for a few moments, and then rolled, slipping out of bed, stumbling a moment.
"Get back to bed young man!" Nurse Joy said, pointing firmly at him, shaking her hand. "You need rest!"
"No. I want to talk to him." Officer Jenny said, cutting Nurse Joy off with an outstretched arm.
"Fine!" She huffed, turning on her heel and stalking back to the pokecentre counter.
"Ruka, is it?" She asked, raising a brow, holding a clipboard in one hand, a pen in the other.
"Yeah." He replied with a nod.
"This is your pokeball?" She asked, holding up a green ball.
"Um...it's on loan...sort of...well, legally, it's mine, yes." He said with a nod.
"And this pokemon belongs to this ball." She said, indicating Sarah.
"Yes." He said with a firm nod.
"I am officially fining you for allowing your pokemon to cause bodily harm to other pokemon and human outside of official battles or trainer battles, you may forgo personal charges and fines if you give up your pokemon to a rehabilitation program and surrender custody of said pokemon, you have the right to remain silent, or have a solicitor present through any further questioning." She said firmly, ripping off the page and holding it out for him.
Ruka took the page, stunned, and peered at the fine with disbelieving eyes. The fine itself was larger than his life savings.
"Um..." he said, bewildering, not sure what to do.
"Look kid, I have to give you the third degree, it's part of the job, but you have to choose. Give up the pokemon, or pay the fine." She said bluntly, pointing at Sarah.
Ruka looked from the fine sheet to Sarah, and shook his head a little, sighing.
* * *
Sarah didn't know what happened, too focussed on the horrible memories of what she had done. She had felt each and every bit of pain they had, in a detached way, not as if she was herself feeling pain, but rather, just aware of it. And she had enjoyed it. She had actually enjoyed hurting her old master who had caused her so much pain.
But in a flash, there was a muzzle being put over her face, and an odd spray applied directly to her nose and mouth that made her feel woozy, her eyes drifting closed slowly.
* * *
Sarah awoke in a small cell, her muzzle removed, cold grey walls all around her, the front wall made of bars, a water dish and kennel in the back of the small space she was afforded, the most ragged and scratchy of blankets her only bedding.
Pokémon Reformation Centre.
A buzzing sound came from overhead, and her door opened. Curious, she slid forwards a little, nose twitching as she sniffed at the air, blue rings glowing slightly as she whimpered. She could smell other Pokémon, lots of them, dirty Pokémon, males, females, everything.
A human came along with what looked like half a mattress wrapped around himself, and a stun prod in one hand, a shield in the other, ushering recalcitrant Pokémon out of their pens, and Sarah quickly skittered out of her own pen when she saw the human zap a Pokémon that didn't want to leave.
She was basically marched along in line with many other Pokémon to a large, fenced and walled area, obviously some kind of recreational area, human guards lining the walls with tranquiliser guns peering at the Pokémon suspiciously.
Sarah stared with wide eyes, sitting flat on her ass, mouth slightly open, watching the many Pokémon move back and forth. She could tell immediately that this was a very, very bad place. Several of the Pokémon were missing ears and had chunks of tail missing, grizzled patches of fur torn off and mean looks in their eyes, the few that weren't large and powerful were meek and timid, keeping to edges of the recreational area, skirting around the more dangerous Pokémon.
She gulped softly as she saw a group of them take notice of her, noting with slight concern that they were all males and quite a bit larger than her.
Backpedalling slightly, she ran right into a large bear Pokémon, bouncing off his legs and then staring up at him, eyes wide.
"Oh look, fresh meat, and pretty too." One of the males said, leering, yellow, crooked teeth revealed, his tail flicking with eager anticipation.
"I call dibs on seconds." Said another.
"Thirds!" Called another from further back, and she tilted her head to one side, not quite sure what they were taking numbers for, but sure that it couldn't be good.
She darted away from the males, but a paw came down hard on her tail, and she yelped, her eyes going wide as the males quickly surrounded her.
The Umbreon could smell an odd kind of musk coming off them, her hackles raising and her nose twitching unconsciously, as odd sort of burning starting in the pit of her stomach as the males came closer.
"Go away!" She said, struggling to extricate herself.
"Oh no missy. We're here to stay, and so are you." One of them said, grinning evilly, leaning in and giving her cheek a slow lick.
Sarah pulled back away from the lick with a look of disgust, her eyes narrowing slightly. "Go. Away." She murmured firmly.
"Make us." The pokemon said bluntly, smirking.
The Umbreon's eyes narrowed and a soft black mist started to rise off her body. She could feel the hate boiling up out of her, her fur standing on end.
She jerked a little as a pricking sensation hit her rear end, a little forwards and to the side of her spine, her vision going fuzzy as she peered back to see a small dart sticking out from her black fur.
"...Ow..." She murmured as her vision swam and she hit the ground, unconscious.
* * *
Sarah came to in an even smaller room than the last, a single steel door and a grate in the ceiling letting in a little sunlight, a stone basic, built into the wall, holding a little bit of water for her.
She blinked up at the light, crawling to all fours heavily, still groggy from whatever they had used to knock her out. Whining, she scratched at the door, and a loud bang on the other side made her yelp.
"Quiet down in there!" Snarled a human voice, and she recoiled, whimpering, to the far corner, curling up in a miserable ball and staring at the wall.
The next day passed in quiet, mind-numbing solitude, broken only by the sound of her own breathing, and that of her stomach grumbling for food.
By the time the door opened, she would have welcomed even the males from the courtyard, but the person standing there was so much more welcome.
"Ruka!" She cried, leaping at him, pinning him to the floor in her haste and quickly squeezing up to him as close as she could. "Get me out of here! I'll do anything! I'll be good and I'll never hurt anyone ever again!" She said quickly, clinging to him fiercely.
Ruka actually laughed a little at that. "I'm here to get you out." He said firmly, rolling to his feet and picking her up, holding out a hand to the guard who had rushed forwards with a stun prod. "It's fine." He said firmly.
"I'll be good, I promise!" She affirmed, as he carried her to the front desk.
"Outstanding fines have been paid, please sign here, understand that you will be required to submit Pokémon for registration with the police department, and any further infractions will result in said Pokémon being disqualified from any official pokemon battles." The receptionist said in a bored tone of voice, taking back the piece of paper once it was signed. "You're free to go. Have a good day."
* * *
"Why did you come back for me? It must have been expensive..." Sarah said, peering at Ruka from on top of his bed.
Ruka was at his computer, surfing the net for upcoming battle broadcasts.
"Yeah, it cost a hell of a lot." He said with a firm nod.
"But...why?" She asked, her ears pinned back.
"Because it was the right thing to do." He replied with a shrug, turning in his seat to face her. "After all, it wasn't your fault..."
"But...but I enjoyed it." She murmured. "I enjoyed it and I'm a horrible person and should be outcast." She finished firmly.
"You're not a horrible person. You just got treated the wrong way by that trainer and wanted to get even. I would have done the same thing." He said matter-of-factly.
"...but you're a good person." She whispered, as though he had said something sacrilegious.
"I like to think so, yes." He replied with a nod. "And I like to think you are too, just sometimes, good people have to do bad things to bad people." He said, raising a brow. "Understand?"
"I...I think." She said, shaking her head a little, obviously not understanding. "I never want to go back to that place again." She said by way of changing subject.
"The pokemon rehabilitation centre? Was it horrible?" He asked curiously.
"Yes! It was horrid..." She said, shaking her head sadly. "There were big male pokemon there, and they were taking numbers...but...I don't know what for. They smelt funny...it made me feel funny." She said, shaking her head again.
"Funny?" He asked with a raised brow.
"Funny." She replied firmly. "Here, and here." She said, pointing to her stomach and the base of her tail.
Both of Ruka's brows raised but he didn't say anything, and was quite at a loss of how to explain that particular thing to the pokemon.
"You make me feel funny too..."She murmured, half to herself, curling up on his covers and resting her head on her tail.
"Oh?" He asked, genuinely curious and more than a little surprised.
"Yes. You're a good person, and you're nice, and you make me feel funny...a good funny." She said with a slow nod.
"You probably just like me a lot." He said with a slight shrug.
"No...I know when I like something. This is different." She replied firmly, nodding.
"How different?" He asked, brow raised again.
"Very different." She replied evasively. "like....all hot and bothered. Like I'm sitting in front of a fire for too long." She said with a firm nod.
"Huh...weird." He murmured, but didn't offer anything else to the contrary.
Sarah yawned a little and closed her eyes, preparing to sleep, before Ruka's computer made an odd sound and her ears immediately perked, her eyes snapping open.
"What was that?" She asked curiously.
"What was what?" Ruka asked, peering back at her.
"Your...um...thingie. It made a funny sound." She said, pointing with her nose.
"Oh?" He peered back at the screen, and blinked once as he saw that he had accidentally tabbed open one of the websites in his 'favorite' list, entitled, www.pokelust.com/eeveelution/human.htm
He quickly moved to close the tab, but Sarah had already put her paws on his shoulder and tilted her head to one side, an ear perked to listen. "I can hear stuff..." She muttered.
Ruka cursed inwardly. Obviously, he had turned down the volume enough for him not to hear it, but she could. He was torn between acting suspicious by quickly closing the window, or waiting too long and having Sarah hear exactly what was going on.
Looking sideways a little, he could already tell it was too late. The Umbreon's cheeks were a deep red, and she looked a little embarrassed, her tail flicking slightly in agitation. "They're...Doing something." She muttered. "It sounds like it's fun..."
Ruka gulped softly and then quickly closed the window, Sarah giving a slight pout. "They stopped." She said, her tone slightly protesting. "Make it do it again." She said, nudging him impatiently.
"What?" He asked, his tone slightly strangled.
"Make it do it again!" She said, bouncing slightly against his shoulder and nudging the computer screen.
Ruka gulped softly and then clicked the tab open again, bringing it up on screen.
Sarah just stared, blinking a few times as she watched the Umbreon on screen saunter over to her trainer and start undressing him with her muzzle, the view obscured by carefully placed camera angles as she went to work at his length. And then it suddenly switched to a frontal view of the Umbreon being taken from behind.
Blushing deeply, Sarah walked in a circle around the computer, almost knocking it off the desk, and then whining at him petulantly.
"What's wrong?" he asked nervously.
"I can't see anything!" She protested, pointing. "Make it change so I can see it....please?" She asked, giving him a wide-eyes look of innocent.
He peered at her for a moment, and then took a deep breath, clicking another link, this time showing quite clearly an Umbreon bent over with her tail lifted high into the air, a human standing behind her.
Sarah stared at this, eyes narrowed, drinking in the scene as she watched the human press his cock into the Umbreon's tight body, grabbing her hips and starting to thrust.
After a full minute of this, the human withdrew, and a slight gush of mingled liquids spilled out after his length, and Sarah actually sat up a bit straighter at that, blushing deeply.
A loud, constant beeping started up, and she gave an embarrassed blush and took her paw off the numpad, turning to peer at Ruka innocently, looking from him to her paws, and the back again, gulping softly and then looking at the screen.
"C...can we try that?" She asked hopefully, blushing so heavily that her black fur turned completely red around her cheeks, her tail flicking slightly.
Ruka blinked and then swallowed loudly, looking from the used Umbreon, frozen on screen, to the very real one in front of him, and then gave a slow nod, his mouth suddenly dry. "Um...sure." He said, shifting nervously.
Sarah gave a happy grin, quickly jumping from his desk and onto his bed, bouncing a little on it. "Well you need to take all that off." She said eagerly, motioning towards his clothes.
Very aware of her eyes on him, he gulped a little and then slid his shirt off. Turning his back, he slid his pants down, slightly afraid to turn around.
"I want to see!" She said firmly, landing lightly near him and then peering upwards, her eyes widening as she saw him already hard, her breathing picking up a little and her body starting to burn. "N....no wonder you all wear clothes...you'd all be prodding each other all the time if you didn't..." She said, her eyes wide as she started to rub herself unconsciously against the carpet.
Ruka flushed slightly and turned to face her, placing his hands over his length in embarrassment, looking away.
A loud gasp escaped him as Sarah leapt up and gave a quick lick to the only part of him she could get to, the very tip, her tongue flicking into his clenched hand and over the sensitive tip, her tail waggling as she grinned at him. "C'mon! Let's do that fun thing they were doing!" She said firmly, wheeling around and banding over submissively, lifting her tail for him.
Ruka gulped softly, staring at this delightful sight, before quickly dropping to his knees, fingertips starting to knead at her hindquarters.
Her blue rings flashed as his fingertips found her sex, and she shivered all over, eyes going wide and a shudder coursing over her. "That feels good...." She murmured.
He smiled at her, and leant in, giving her a slow lick as she had giving him one, making her shudder all the harder and convulse a little, her sex clenching on the air.
Panting softly, he moved behind her, unable to hold himself back anymore, aligning the tip of his length with her sex and leaning over her, rubbing it up and down slowly, loving the way her slight wetness moistened him.
Sarah shuddered at the feel of him touching her most private place, the alien sensations rushing through her body, making her ears pin back and paws clench at the ground, her hips unconsciously pushing back against him, sinking the head of his cock into her body.
The Umbreon stiffened and then gave a slight gasp, her mouth wide open as her sex clenched angrily on the intrusion, her tail straightening and arching further upwards, claws coming out to dig into the ground convulsively.
Ruka gave a slight gasp in counterpoint to hers, the feel of her sex clenching on him far too much of an aphrodisiac for him not to take her there and then, lining himself up and then sinking his length into the Umbreon.
Sarah arched her back and gave a loud cry, shuddering and going limp, claws dug into the carpet and tail falling flaccid over his lap as he took her virginity, her body twitching, the sharp tinge of pain making her pant softly and try to slide the length free of her body.
But the moment his length slid out far enough for her sex to start closing up after it, she shuddered all over, her blue rings glowing brightly as she slid back experimentally, gasping, her eyes growing unfocussed at the new sensation.
Ruka gave a soft groan and leaned down, kissing her neck gently and then starting to thrust, holding her hips in his hands and lightly running his thumbs up and down the outer lips of her sex as he sunk his length in deep and then pulled out slowly, only to sink it back in, panting happily.
The Umbreon panted heavily, not even bothering getting her legs under her, eyes clenched shut, enjoying each and every sensation of her first mating, her hips heaving back against him as her sex clenched on the length buried so deep in her sex.
Eventually though,she gathered her feet under her, standing on all fours, her eyes closed firmly, tongue hanging out of her open mouth as she heaved herself back against his thrusting cock, feeling hot liquids start to dribble from around his length and drip off her clit, the sensations running through her body electric.
Ruka drove himself deep into her body repeatedly, one hand holding her tail, the other lightly massaging her stomach, rubbing it soothingly, before his fingertips slid down and rubbed at her clit, living out one of his many fantasies that involved an Umbreon, his cock starting to pulse lightly against her grasping depths, slick and heated from her liquids.
Sarah panted heavily and then arched her back, tail stiffening, the fur standing on end as her rings glowed brightly, her already tight, clenching sex cinching down on his length, trapping it deep inside her convulsing, dribbling cunt as an explosion of her liquids spilled from around it.
Ruka panted against her, his eyes opening and going wide as he thrust a few more times and then exploded deep inside her body.
The Umbreon arched even further, stars exploding in her eyes as she felt the thick, viscous spurts of hot human cum explode into her depths, the sensation enough to set her off again, her sex clenching down on his tightly and rippling around him, milking him as she cried out, shuddering and convulsing before collapsing.
Ruka sagged over her, lightly rubbing at her belly, panting, smiling, rubbing her chin and cheeks gently before he passed out.
Sarah pressed back against him, giving a low moan at the feel of his seed filling her body, laying her head on his arm and closing her eyes, content.
* * *
Sarah yawned and little and nuzzled Ruka awake, giggling slightly and nuzzling at his neck, purring to herself.
"Morning..." He murmured, opening his eyes and peering at her critically. "...did last night really happen?" He asked, head tilted.
"Well...if getting drunk and passing out on the floor is what you remember..." She peered at him, head tilted. "What do you remember happening? I heard you moan in your sleep..." She murmured, raising a brow.
"Oh nothing." He said quickly, turning away, flushing.
"Let me guess...you dreamed of....this?" She asked, shifting her tail down and rubbing it lightly over his exposed morning wood.
He blinked and arched a little, and then glared at her playfully. "Not funny..." He said with an adamant shake of his head.
"Not to you, no." She said with a grin, leaning in and licking at his neck. "...can you show me more of that stuff?" She asked eagerly, a brow raised, one ear perked.
"If you behave yourself." He said firmly, rubbing at her neck affectionately.
"I'll behave." She affirmed, nodding, her tail swaying a little.
Ruka pulled Sarah close, kissing her neck gently, smiling. "So...did you know if you were a wild pokemon when you attacked your old master, you would have been released into the wild right?"
The Umbreon nodded slowly. "I heard Nurse Joy explain it to my old master once..." She said with a slight shrug.
"Then...why did you make me capture you first?" He asked, bewildered.
"Because I didn't want to get another master like him..." She said, her eyes narrowing a little on nothing in particular.
"No other reason?" He asked, a brow raised.
She tilted her head, and smiled. "Well...I guess...it was the right thing to do."