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For a split moment everything went from black to white then returned back to black. I shut my eyes, but before I could cover my ears thunder boomed loud enough to tremble the cracked, misshapen windows, and knock a plant from the edge of my desk to the floor. Normally, something like that would have bothered me, but not this time. While light rainstorms and random occurrences of lightning and thunder were fairly common, especially along Johto's coast, closest to Lugia's home, powerful thunderstorms and winds strong enough to rip trees apart were solely the work of Lugia's anger. It had been several hours since I saw a team of trainers racing away from his home, obviously after failing to capture him, and since then the weather had been terrible.

I looked away from the small, broken vase and its spilled innards before standing up from my bed and rubbing the back of my head. He couldn't have possibly known that he was making it completely impossible for me to sleep, but that fact didn't make coping with such noise any easier. I scratched my itchy bare legs, then my chest as I made my way into my small cabin's living room. Whenever vacationing in Johto, I lived completely alone, aside from my pokemon that I released from their pokeballs to go enjoy themselves with their favorite gym leaders or in the open wild. Without T.V. or enough light to even read a book, I started to regret letting my pokemon go.

Just as I turned away back toward my room, the thunder boomed once more and something slammed into the door of the cabin. Immediately my heart...and the rest of my body, jumped at the sudden sound before I looked to the door with a bit of a racing heart. Suddenly there was another slam against the door, then another and another. Strangely enough, I didn't feel scared of nervous, but almost a little sorry for whatever was out there. The first slam actually sounded like something being thrown against the door, then the following almost sounded like desperate knocking. As I made my way toward the door with a little urgency in my step, I couldn't help but wonder if the pokemon that had been living around here all their lives had been as miserable as I had been for the past few hours.

Only a moment into my thoughts I firmly gripped the door knob, but just as I started to open the door a figure of black and red burst into the living room. I fell onto my back with a grunt and the figure trailed water into the middle of the room before tripping and falling with a loud yelp. I grunted a strained grunt before kicking the door closed and rolling over to face my sudden visitor. I could only imagine the look on my face as I looked over to see a Zoroark, frozen in place, and staring me down.

I couldn't help but stare back, staring over the panting dark-type with wide eyes of my own. "I-I...umm..." For some reason that strange look of desperation and uncomfort sent a chill down my spine until I rubbed my left arm with my right and looked away. Maybe it was the thought that even my own pokemon could be out and caught in such a vicious storm, or the sheer look of panic on her face. "I'll just..."

Before I could even stand back up, she flinched backward before standing up and taking a step backward. I gasped at the sight before slipping and falling back down into a puddle of water.

"Oof! Ack...!" I shook my head and slowly raised my hands in submission, picking myself up and starting to make a wide arc around her. "I'm...not going to hurt you. Just try to relax, alright? You'll be safe here..."

She didn't respond or do much aside from turn as I made my way around her, taking a step back as I made my way to her other side. At this point, I wasn't sure if she could understand me or any of my gestures...but as long as she eventually realized that I wasn't going to hurt her, everything would be alright.

"H-Hold on..." I lowered my hands as I backed up into my room, finally dropping them once I couldn't see her anymore. "I'll grab a towel so you can dry off, alright?" With a quick trot to the bathroom and back through the only other room in my vacation spot, I returned to find Zoroark standing in the exact same position she was in before, this time, however, she looked much more composed. Her newfound composure didn't do very much for how bad I felt for her though, she looked utterly terrified.

With a near silent deep breath, hoping that the very worst didn't happen as I offered to help, I unfolded the towel. Her eyes darted from the towel the back to me as I eased myself forward, raising it up to her. Just as I came within touching distance of her, she leaned forward and snapped her jaws at the air with a quiet growl, throwing out her claws and slashing at nothingness before darting to the other side of the room. For that single moment, I had thought my life was honestly in danger, but only afterward, I realized that despite her fear, she didn't actually want to hurt me. It made getting closer a little easier, but I doubted that it would do anything to help her get dry.

"Here, see?" I raised up the towel and wiped my forehead, looking down to the towel and frowning at the slightest streak of brown. In all of the commotion of Lugia's rage, I had actually forgotten to shower, attempting to prepare for the worst. "It'll help you get dry, alright?" I raised the towel once more and started to approach Zoroark, but before I could take more than a second step forward, she lit up the room with a brief dark purple flash from a Night Slash. Only afterward she began to growl and I lowered the towel.

"Well...alright." I took a step back in the opposite direction, raising my hands in submission. "I'm going to take a shower. You can stay here for the night if you want. I'll..." I looked around as I continued to back away into my room. "I'll leave the door open if you want to wrap yourself in some covers, alright?" Once more, there was silence, and I could only hope that she understood me.

With everything said that could possibly be said, I left Zoroark alone and just as I promised, I left the door to my room open. As I prepared my clothes and the like for my oncoming shower I made as little noise as I could in hopes to hear Zoroark, but it seemed that she had the same idea, staying quiet the entire time. As I stripped down and settled in the shower, I held off on turning on the water for a while, but after hearing nothingness, I proceeded to my shower. The process was quick and sure, washing up, rinsing off, drying off, then leaving the bathroom covered only by a towel. For that moment I forgot that I had company and with Zoroark nowhere to be found, I made my way into my room and plopped down onto my bed. As I fell backward wasn't the soft feel of pillows though...

"Graagh...!"

My eyes widened and I gasped loud, rolling over, immediately looking over to find Zoroark curled up in my bed, looking at me with narrowed eyes and bared teeth. Once more, we found each other staring at each other, but she didn't move back this time, and I didn't have anywhere to go. My gaze left her body for a moment before I looked back to her body, saturated by water. It was clear that she was still just as nervous as I was...but I was always willing to close the distance between us, showing her a slight smile before I unwrapped my towel and raised it up. I placed a dry portion of the towel in my palm and leaned toward her, holding out the towel slowly.

"This...will get you dry faster than my blanket will." I sighed out a slow sigh. "Promise."

For a long while, Zoroark looked to the towel, then to me before her narrowed eyes returned to their widened, what I assumed to be normal, state. She leaned over toward me just a little, then looked away, her crimson claws sank deep into my covers. At first I wasn't sure what to make of her expression and actions, but as I continued forward, scooting up to her side and reaching out, I felt my heart rise. Eventually, my hand met Zoroark's shoulder and I scooted a little closer, then a little closer.

One thing led to another, and as I broke down one personal boundary after another, she ended up laying on her chest and I ended up kneeling down over her. I never expected to get so close so fast, but I soon couldn't even remember how scared I was of her to begin with. I couldn't remember the fear I had once seen in her eyes and the brief memories of her growls that echoed through my mind had been replaced with a soft moaning sound.

"Heheh, so, you like that, do ya...?" I grinned wide as I took the towel over Zoroark's body, drying her off as I felt up her body. Her short thick fur was lush and clean, groomed to perfection and the way she moved her delicate body in my grip was reminiscent of my own pokemon. It wasn't very long into our little session together that Zoroark was completely dry and we were both relaxed, but I didn't stop there and it soon became clear that she didn't want me to stop either. With a swipe of her claws behind her back, she ripped the towel away from me and pulled it onto the pillow, snatching it up within her mouth and biting it hard. I chuckled loud and reached forward, gripping her hips hard until she yelped and rolled over onto her back, looking up to me with an innocent, almost adorable expression.

Just for that moment, I got lost in her golden eyes. So lost, in fact, that I didn't even realize the kind of rarity I was looking down at, or soon laying on top of. I snapped back to reality with the sound of one of Zoroark's soft-hearted, adorable moans and then a lick to the neck. With a soft pant and a quiet chuckle, I looked down over Zoroark's body, finding her legs spread and my member hardened. As I slowly looked up from her sex to her longing expression, I couldn't help but smile, witnessing her true form, her mane a deep, dark blue, and her claws the same shade. She looked away from me for a moment, almost apologetically, but I placed a hand on her cheek and turned her gaze back to me. I leaned forward a little, then a little more, then a little more until she finally realized what was happening and I planted my lips firmly upon hers.

I found myself just as careless that she was a shiny Zoroark as I was about Johto's law against pokephilia. At that point I was just glad to have a warm body to share a lonely bed with. One thing led to another and Zoroark's claws made their way to my shoulders, her ankles crossed behind me and her claws dented into my flesh. With a blink and a deep breath between the two of us I pushed forward, gritting my teeth as I sank deep into her body, releasing the scent of her excitement into the air as she gripped my member tight.

I grunted and she moaned as I continued forward, mashing my body between her legs and then pulling back. It didn't take me long to get into my groove and it took even less for her, rocking back into me as she threw her head from one side to the other. Suddenly she leaned forward and wrapped her arms around my body, giving my neck a hard bite. I grunted loud, more out of pain than pleasure before returning the favor with a hard thrust, relieving my neck of Zoroark's bite but only for a moment before she bit me even harder.

"G-Gah...!" I panted hard as she bit me, sank her claws into my body and clenched all around me, but after a moment I smirked wide. I couldn't help but take it as a bit of a challenge, picking up speed and force as I slowly and surely neared my release, lowering my head to her shoulder and opening my mouth. I almost couldn't help myself, biting down on her shoulder just as I did to my own, more feral pokemon, from time to time. She growled loud in ecstacy, and not even a minute afterward she pulled back, roaring loud and clenching tighter ever around me before her orgasm took me by surprise.

As she made a mess of my bed I couldn't help but contribute, feeling my chest tighten and my toes curl as I thrust as hard and as fast as I possibly could into her. My vision went blurry as the indescribable pleasure rushed through each and every nerve of my body alongside the sensation of unloading one load after another into Zoroark's longing sex. The pleasure seemed to outlast my previous nervousness around her, and after a while I couldn't feel anything but Zoroark's warmth and a smile.

I looked down to Zoroark, my blurry vision becoming clear as I gripped her hip hard. For a moment, I was prepared to flip her over and drive myself in as hard as I could. I could feel the same flare and passion I shared with my own pokemon, but the look in her eyes told me that as much as she wanted the same...she was exhausted. As much as I wanted to keep going, I couldn't help but return my hand to the bed, looking deep into her eyes with a confident, hopeful smile.

She smiled back, leaning forward and licking me on the lips then she nipped at my neck. I couldn't help but chuckle as I rolled over to her side, embracing her tight, my member still comfortably embedded inside her. She yawned directly into my face before burying her snout just under my neck and closing her eyes, embracing me tight. I couldn't help but grunt as she moved around, relieving herself of my member and taking it between her thighs, squeezing it tight. Shortly afterward, she looked to me and squeezed me a little tighter, showing me a confident, golden eyed smirk that only told me how excited she was for the next morning...and I couldn't help but smile back. Somehow, I knew she wouldn't let me down.