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"... please thank them for their wondrous performance," an excited voice boomed over the loudspeakers followed by a thunderous applause from a captivated audience as a young female contestant made her way slowly backstage.

She held her happy, confident face as she walked down the long, sparkling-clean corridor with her pokémon trailing a few steps behind her until she reached a door with a large gold star and the name "Emilia Leigh" written on it. Opening the door and steeping through she waited until her pokémon had entered as well before closing it and exhaling loudly in nervousness.

"That was intense, I don't know if we know if we're going to make this one," she said nervously as she wandered over to the tiny room's corner and sat herself on the small, wooden chair that had been built into the wall, "I mean the competition was pretty tough out there."

"Don't worry we'll be fine," a calming, masculine voice said as she looked up slowly and saw her pokémon smiling back at her before he continued, "I mean you have me and this time we're more prepared so we can't lose."

"Yeah, you're right," she replied in a more hopeful, cheery tone as she smiled back at him and allowed her gaze to wander over his awesome form and let her eyes drink in his magnificence.

He was a Typhlosion, a powerful fire-type from a place far away from the land of Hoenn they lived in, and in many aspects seemed very similar to others of his species - having an identical shape to other Typhlosions with their piercing red eyes, four sharp fangs and signature back-burners that fired up into a blaze of power during contests but currently sat calmly on his back without even a wisp of flame. But it was when she began to examine his coloration that the true differences started to appear. Like others of his kind he still had soft, creamy-white fur covering his stomach, arms, legs and most of his face but along his back instead of sporting the normal blue-black colored fur his species was notorious for his fur was instead a wondrous shade of dark red-pink.

His odd coloration easily distinguished him from the rest of his kind and had drawn more than a few collectors to her begging to trade him away for something else - anything else. But she had stalwartly refused each desperate offer always telling them the same story.

_He means more to me than just some collector's item. He's my true partner, not just some bargaining chip to be bartered away,_she recalled her last conversation to a particularly bothersome collector who had refused to take no for an answer. Still, despite the occasional harassment from collectors life was good and she knew she wouldn't have any other pokémon by her side because she knew that no-one else could be as caring or kind as he was to her.

She was glad to have met him and seeing his odd coloration made her think about herself. Unlike him she didn't think she was anything overly amazing sporting long, brown hair, brown eyes and lightly tanned skin. She was of slightly shorter height than others of her age but wasn't overly skinny or fat and seemed to sit in just the right weight range to show off her natural curves and support her sizable bust without looking ridiculous. Though she couldn't deny though that the sleek, sapphire blue dress that she wore - one that hung loosely over her shoulders and continued down to her ankles - and the surprisingly well fitting high-heels also did some amazing things for her appearance. She didn't dress up often but considering how sleek and amazing he looked she figured this was the least she could do.

"Are you alright," her Typhlosion asked with confusion in his voice and a blush in his cheeks as he realized how long she'd been staring at him, seemingly lost in thought, "Is their something in my fur again?"

"Huh, oh sorry Ember," she said with her own heavy blush as she looked away and scratched the back of her head nervously, "I'm fine and there's nothing in your fur I was just... thinking."

"Thinking," Ember questioned, "Thinking about what?"

"I, uh," she stumbled nervously on her words feeling as though she'd been caught out admiring her pokémon, "I was just thinking about how we ended up here at our second ever master-rank coolness contest that's all."

Sensing something else in her mind but not wanting to push the topic he nodded happily and replied, "Oh yeah, it was a big journey wasn't it. How long has it been since we first met? Six, seven years?"

"Hey now don't be silly," she chided him lightly seeing his teasing smile, "It was only three years ago thank you very much. I'm not that old; I'm only twenty!"

He couldn't help but laugh heartily at her reaction as she put on her best angry expression before smiling back at him and laughing along with him.

"Oh you're terrible you know that," she said happily, "But in all seriousness it was quite a journey wasn't it? I still remember when we first met."

=== 3 years ago ===

"I'm back everyone," a loud voice called out as an older man closed a sturdy wooden door with a resounding thud and dropped his keys in the glass bowl on the nearby table.

"Dad you're back," a pair of voices - one male, one female - called out happily as two teenagers sprinted down the creaky staircase and hugged their father - a man in his forties with short black hair, brown eyes, very tanned skin and attire befitting his ace trainer status - tightly on each side.

"We missed you dad," the younger boy, no older than 15, said happily, "You've been gone for ages!"

"Yeah we were starting to wonder if you'd ever come back," a younger Emilia, aged 17, said with vigor as the pair detached themselves from their father and allowed him some room to move.

"Heh, sorry about that. That eighth gym leader was a real pain, gave me a good going over more than once," their father replied with an apologetic smile on his face, "But I finally managed to get a victory and thought before I head off to challenge the league I should at least come home and say hello to everyone."

He paused to look around for a moment as though searching for someone else before continuing, "Speaking of which, where's your mother? I was hoping to surprise her too."

"Oh she went out to get some groceries at the store," her brother answered honestly with excitement bubbling inside him. He knew their father had something else for them or he wouldn't have held his bag to tightly.

"Ah, well in that case I suppose I'll hang around for a while longer," he said casually, "But before that I have presents for the two of you."

"I knew it," her brother blurted out excited finally unable to contain it any longer, "What did you get us this time? An evolution stone?"

"Something even better than that," he said happily as Emilia watched silently and tried to come up with her own ideas of what he'd returned with this time, "But to show you I need you to come into the living room. We'll need a bit more space than this tiny hallway." Without anymore words their father quickly walked into the adjacent room with the two eagerly in tow before placing his bag on the coffee table and unzipping the front zipper.

"Ready for your surprise," their father asked, trying to draw out the suspense and getting eager nods in reply, "Okay then, this is what I brought back this time." They watched as he reached in a pulled out three pokéballs and pressed lightly on their fronts calling out three small pokémon that slowly materialized from a flash of white light. As the light faded and both Emilia and her brother looked down at the carpet they were shocked to see three happy pokémon they'd never seen before.

"Wow, what are these," Emilia asked finally breaking her stunned silence, "I don't think I've ever seen anyone around here with one of them. I don't think I've ever seen them at all!"

"That would be about right, Emilia," their father replied calmly, "They're from another region; the Johto region specially. I got them from a collector who was desperate for three pokémon I'd managed to capture only a week ago and seeing how small they were I thought they'd make great companions for all of you."

"What's with their colors, dad," her brother suddenly asked with not malice but confusion in his voice, "I mean I think I know Totodile from TV but it didn't have these strange colors."

"Ah good eye son," he answered with a small grin on his face, "You see these are very rare pokemon not only because they come from a completely different region but also because their colors are different. They're what elite trainers and breeders call 'shiny pokémon'. And..."

Emilia simply stared back at her father and brother as they continued their discussion about these so called 'shiny pokémon' and discussed how rare they were and how they'd make great companions and battle partners and... Emilia suddenly felt a soft tugging at her leg and broke from her trance to look down at the source of the feeling and saw the small fire pokémon nuzzle affectionately up against her leg.

"Hey there little one," she said calmly as she squatted down and gingerly rubbed along his side - careful to avoid the small flames burning on his back, "What's up with you? You look like you've had quite the journey to get here." She heard it call its name tiredly and nuzzle into her palm as she smiled happily and shifted her grip to scoop him up in her hands; bringing them face to face.

"You are an adorable one aren't you," she commented quietly as he cooed lightly and pressed his nose tenderly against her cheek in adoration before extinguishing his flames and curling up asleep in her arms, "Aww, you're just plain adorable alright."

"Well it seems that you've found your pokémon," she heard her father say and snap her from her trance.

"More like it found me," she replied, "But I suppose it is adorable and after seeing how affectionate he is... Brother would it be alright if I took this one?"

"Huh, yeah sure you can take the, um, Cyndaquil I think it is," he looked back to his father for confirmation on the name getting a nod of approval as an answer, "Besides I always though Totodile here was the most awesome. I mean look at it; so cool!"

Emilia watched as the Totodile cheered happily and quickly plodded on over to her brother before hugging against his leg and cooing softly while the last pokémon - a Chikorita if she remembered correctly - looked a little disappointed at not being chosen at all.

"Don't worry little one," her father said to the little grass type as he ran his hand soothingly over its back, "You're not going to be without a home, you get to stay with my wife. And don't worry she's a lovely lady and I'm sure the two of you will get along just fine."

The grass type instantly cheered up and bounced happily when they heard a voice behind them, "So this is my little darling is it, Greg?"

All three spun around at nearly break-neck speed, not expecting their mother have sneaked up behind them so easily - and carrying an armful of groceries no less.

"Ah Veronica, how are you dearest," their father said happily as he made his way over her and placed a soft kiss on her cheek, "Sorry about this, I was going to surprise you at the same time but the kids told me you were out and I didn't know how long you'd be."

"That's alright I was just surprised to see you'd come home with _three_pokémon," she replied softly, shifting one of the bag into his arms to ease the strain on her own, "After all you told me you were bringing special gifts but I didn't think you'd bring home a pokémon for each of us."

"Ah what can I say I just couldn't bring only one home," he said in a carefree tone, "And you know it wouldn't have worked with only two between the three of us so I thought, 'why not one for each of us?'"

"Fair enough I suppose," their mother replied before heading off towards the kitchen, "Then I suppose this calls a celebration dinner, come on dear - and you to little one - we'll start prepping your favorite."

"You don't have to tell me twice," their father said quickly following her into the kitchen; the young Chikorita in tow, "Oh and you two, spend some time to get to know your new friends. Don't be afraid to give them a nickname too, they really like that."

"A nickname, huh," Emilia said quietly to herself as the little ball in her arms stirred lightly and coughed out a small ember from its mouth, "Well then, how about Ember?"

She heard him coo happily and quickly go back to sleep as she said decidedly, "Ember is is then."

=== Present Day ===

"The next two years passed pretty quickly though didn't they," Ember said calmly as he shifted in his own chair designed to handle a pokémon's weight, "I mean apart from me evolving twice and the pair of us taking ages to work out that I was best in the coolness contests there wasn't really too much else that happened."

"Well my father did beat the pokémon league," she reminded him subtly getting a silly grin from him in return, "But yeah, there wasn't really a whole lot else. Apart from the occasional contests we took part in now and again there wasn't really much else to comment on. Although that big contest last year was a complete disaster. I just hope it doesn't happen again this year."

"Don't worry it won't," Ember reassured her quickly already seeing concern on her face, "I mean, last year was a fluke. It was our first attempt at the annual master-rank coolness contest and we did pretty good for first timers so this year we have to win!"

"Heh, always so optimistic," she said with a gentle smile on her face as he smiled back, "And I know it was only our first attempt but it was still shattering; mostly to see you so depressed and angry at yourself. I just don't want to see that this time."

"Y-yeah, sorry about that," he said as he remembered what had happened last year.

=== Last Year ===

The two entered the contest hall with Butterfrees in their stomachs - each as nervous as each other - as the receptionist - a badly dressed, balding man in his late fifties - rambled nonsensically about the security regulations and the punishment for cheating and lead them to their dressing room. They reached the room with little effort as the man finished whatever he was saying and handed them the keys before tottering off and disappearing around the far end of the corridor. Ember watched as Emilia opened the door and was instantly surprised with how much had been crammed into the tiny room.

Entering, he spied numerous shelves with an incredible amount of pokémon products ranging from fur styling gels to scale shining creams and everything in between.

"How many gels can one contest hall need," he exclaimed to Emilia as he studied the many bottles, "I mean there are some here I've never even heard of." "I guess they have to go all out for the master-rank contests," she replied as calmly as possible, "After all this sort of contest only happens once a year."

"True," he said simply as he placed the bottle of 'sleek and shine scale cleaner' back on the shelf and turned to face her.

"So, are you as nervous as I am," he asked plainly, trying his best not to let his obvious nervousness into his voice.

"Yeah, I'm pretty nervous," Emilia replied, "I know we've been in contests before but this feels different. The whole of Hoenn will be watching us and we only get this chance once a year. But I suppose we should be grateful that we were lucky enough to ace that last contest and impress the talent scout in the audience or else we wouldn't be up here at all."

"Yeah, I guess now we just have to do our best," he said confidently, "Besides the others don't look that hard. We should be able to win this hands down... right?"

"Heh you're always so confident," she said with a calm smile on her face, "But I don't think it'll be that easy, you know that lady we saw, the one in the long white dress with long blond hair, blue eyes and the powerful looking Haxorus? I think she's the coolness contest idol that's won this competition for the last four years running."

"Oh, well that just means we'll have to try even harder, that all," he said again with confidence in his voice doing his best to make sure she wouldn't worry, "But what about the others then?"

"The others I can't say I've seen before," she said as she tapped her head with her finger in thought, "I don't think I've ever heard of a contest idol with a Houndoom and I certainly haven't ever seen one with a Sceptile before. Maybe they're new?"

"Must be," he said as he thought about it and realized that he hadn't seen them before either, not even in any lesser contests, "Maybe they're from another region. But it doesn't matter because we're still going to win!"

"That's the spirit," Emilia cried out as she felt her partner's uplifting words igniting her competitive soul, "You're right! No matter who they are we'll win no matter what!"

"That's right the two of us are unbeatable," he finished when they heard a knocking at the door and a muffled voice telling them to head to the stage entrance for the first round.

They looked at each other and nodded confidently before standing and making their way to the door ready for any challenge.

=== Present Day ===

"But we didn't win," Ember whispered dully his ears pushed back against his skull as he recalled their defeat, "You put in so much effort and we only ended up second after that lady and her Haxorus."

"Hey now, we put in a lot of effort," she reminded him before rubbing her hand over his paw to cheer him up, "And _we_lost, but for a first timer coming second is still quite the achievement! Besides you put in more than enough for both of us and I'm proud of you for that so don't feel bad."

"Heh, yeah sorry I just always feel like I should have done better," he admitted shyly, "Just seeing you sad last year made me hate myself for not trying harder or something."

"I know," she said moving her hand up to stroke along his head, "But you don't have to worry because you did better than I could ever have hoped for, so promise me this: If we don't win you won't beat yourself up about it, okay. I want you just to be your normal happy self no matter what."

"Okay, I promise," he said with a small blush in his cheeks realizing how close he was to her and how much she cared for him.

"Good," she simply replied before leaning in closer and wrapping her arms around him in a friendly hug that he eagerly returned.

A sudden knocking at the door and a muffled voice from the other side caused them to jerk upright and suddenly break from their intimate embrace.

"The stage has been set for the awards ceremony and we need all contestants out on stage please," the voice said with what sounded like boredom from repeatedly saying the same phrase over and over. They waited until the footsteps became softer and more distant before slowly rising from their seats and making their way over to the door.

Taking a deep breath as she felt her nerves play up again she turned to Ember and asked confidently, "Ready?"

"Ready as I'll ever be," he replied as she nodded and opened the door stepping out into the hallway and making their way down to the door marked 'Stage Entrance - Contestants Only'. Pushing through the door and standing behind the massive, heavy curtain that hid them from the cheering audience on the other side that screamed happily as the third contestant was announced by the emcee over the loudspeaker and strode confidently towards his fans Emilia took a moment to breath deep and still her racing heart. This moment always made her the most nervous - the strange calmness before the storm, the anticipation of results and wonder of what was to come - and she closed her eyes and took another deep breath to calm herself; holding it momentarily to soothe her nerves.

Hearing her name being called over the booming speakers as the emcee talked about her and Ember she opened her eyes calmly and felt a tranquil peace wash over her as she turned to him one last time and said, "Remember, no matter what happens I'm proud of you." Ember simply nodded back understandingly as they slowly made their way to the gap in the curtains that let harsh, artificial light pour through and stepped out onto the stage with confident smiles on their faces. Instantly they were greeted with a familiar roar of cheer from the audience as they waved excitedly to the crowd and briskly walked over to the far right of the stage, standing beside a young, clean-shaven man and his Raichu.

"Well there we have it ladies and gentlemen," the emcee started, speaking clearly yet excitedly into the microphone at the tip of the stage, "Our four contestants who have put their mind, body and soul into this competition just for you. This year has without a doubt been the best contest by far and I'm sure you all agree that each and every contestant deserves a gold medal for their outstanding performance."

The crowd cheered wildly on cue as the host threw his arms high up to try and get them to cheer even louder still before returning to his microphone and continuing, "Unfortunately though there can be only one winner so without further waiting shall we reveal the results!?"

The crowd unanimously shouted back 'yes' with almost deafening volume as the emcee shouted, "That's what I like to hear! Then hear we go!" She watched as the young emcee pulled an envelope out from the breast pocket of his glittering pink coat and fumbled momentarily to open it before partially sliding out the piece of paper inside and studying it carefully - no doubt to try and add even more anticipation. Carefully pulling the paper completely from its envelope and storing the envelope itself back in his coat's breast pocket he turned to the audience and said, "In last, but certainly not least, place with an amazing two thousand and fifty points we have... Alexander with his amazing Raichu, Thunder!"

She heard the crowd roar loudly in cheer as the man beside her looked disappointed for a moment before putting on a smile and walking with his pokémon up to the large podium on the far left-hand side of the stage to stand on the humbly small base as a man carrying medal shook his hand firmly and congratulated him on his efforts.

"But there's no time to stop yet," the host yelled back as he turned the whole crowds attention back towards him, "Because here in third place with an astounding two thousand, three hundred and two points is the outstanding Benjamin and his impressive Seviper, Coils!"

She turned slightly to see the contestant furthest away from her and saw him smile excitedly and give a small scratch under his Seviper's chin before quickly racing off to the podium and standing on the third place platform with a silly grin on his face - the expression almost mirrored by his Seviper - and a bronze medal around each of their necks.

"And now we come down to the most exciting part," the commentator boomed into the microphone as she snapped her attention back to the man standing in front of her with the results tightly clutched against his body, "Who will win this year's master-rank coolness contest and have the right to call themselves a true cool master? Will it be our returning champion, Dianne, who has already thrashed the competition multiple times to win this contest not once, not twice but five times in a row? Or will it be the new rising star who has shown she has everything to fight for and has made her way from novice to superstar, Emilia?"

She saw him pause and throw his arms high in the air again as another almost deafening cheer ripped through the air before he swiftly dropped his arms and added, "Well ladies and gentlemen I can tell you now that this was no easy choice and that there was only a five point difference between first and second place and the judges had to take extra time to debate before they could finally come to a decision! In fact I don't think anyone could say that this wasn't an almost impossible choice to choose only one winner!"

Her heart beat loudly in her ears as the emcee continued to hype up the audience and draw out the anticipation as long as possible until she felt like she might either pass out or tackle him and read the result for herself. The words of the host almost became static noise in her ears as she tried her best to maintain a calm face and prepare herself in case the worst came to pass when she finally heard him say, "But that's all in the past now because without any more hesitations I can now reveal that the winner of this year's master-rank coolness contest is... Emilia and her Typhlosion, Ember, with an amazing two thousand, four hundred and six points!"

Emilia's heart skipped a beat and her body refused to move as she wondered if she'd truly heard what she thought she'd heard when suddenly the crowd that had been eerily silent cheered her name loudly and she saw her and Ember's faces appear on the overhead monitor with 'WINNERS' written beneath them in cursive, gold text. A smile bigger than any other broke out on her face as she followed the other lady to the stands and carefully climbed up the staircase with Ember to stand on first place podium. Her smile only grew even bigger as she saw the man that had been handing out medals give the other lady and her Haxorus silver medals and a firm handshake before moving in her direction with a pair of impossibly shiny gold medals in either hand.

"See I told you we had nothing to worry about," Ember whispered cheerfully to her as the man approached them both and carefully placed a medal around each of their necks before extending his hand to her.

"You did very well young lady," he said with a happy smile on his face, "Very well indeed, I was captivated by both you and your pokémon's every move. You should be very proud."

"Thank you," she said with a voice so full of joy she was worried she might burst into tears of happiness, "Thank you so much. I'm just so happy I can't even speak."

"Understandable madam," he replied calmly, "No need to rush, take your time and enjoy your victory as much as you can." She thanked him again as he tottered off down the back of the staircase and quickly disappeared from view while she and Ember continued to wave happily to the adoring crowd as the emcee thanked everyone for attending and slowly lowered the curtains.

Waiting until the curtains had completely sealed them off from the audience Emilia slowly strode down the back of the podium until she reached the ground and looked over at the other contestants. She saw the young man in forth place hang his head low in defeat and slowly saunter off with his Raichu until he disappeared from view. Worried but not sure what to say, she changed to view to the other man who seemed even younger than her and almost as happy as he knelt down and hugged his Seviper affectionately before showing it the medal around its neck and talking softly until he too disappeared from view - his words too quiet for her to make out. She turned to look for her last competitor, Dianne but was surprised to find that she had somehow disappeared while she wasn't watching. It was something that both unnerved and amazed her - wondering how someone with a Haxorus could be so stealthy.

"You alright," she heard Ember ask cheerfully from beside her as he stood at her side and tried to see what she was searching for.

"Huh, oh y-yeah, I'm fine," she stuttered happily her nerves still running wild and her mind still reeling in delight from their win, "It's just that this is so surreal. I mean we won! We actually won!"

She saw Ember smile happily at her reaction and chuckle lightly at how cheerful and bubbly she was acting before she quickly raced in and wrapped her arms around him whispering gleefully, "And it's all because of you. You put in so much effort, I don't know how to thank you."

"H-Hey now it wasn't only me," Ember stuttered out modestly with a heavy blush on his face as she continued to hug him, "I mean after all, you put in a lot of effort too and I don't think we would've even stood a chance otherwise."

"Aw you big softy," Emilia said cutely to him as she heard his modesty and saw his blush burn through is fur, "No need to be modest you put in so much work so I think its only fair that we head home and celebrate."

"A celebration," he said questioningly with renewed vigor, "Count me in, where are we going?"

"Well for starters, home so I can change out of this," she said with a wave of her hand showing her beautiful, long dress, "and into something a bit more breathable. After that, well... it'll be a surprise!"

"Aw come on you know I can't stand surprises," he replied coolly with a fake pout.

"Well then, all the more reason to get home quicker," she replied with a smile that brought a smile to his face too, "And if we want to get home anytime soon I think we should take the back way out. Unless you want to go through the crowds in the front, but then we could be there for who knows how long."

"Yeah you're right. Let's head out the back," he said quickly as he started to make his way into a long, dank corridor, Emilia closely behind, "Besides I really want to know what that surprise is!"

Emilia said nothing and only smiled back teasingly with a knowing wink as they quickly made their way towards an old metal door in the middle of a plain brick wall at the end of the old hallway. Wasting no time Ember quickly twisted open the handle and, after a brief check to make sure no-one was waiting out the back for them, barreled outside into the empty alleyway. He waited until Emilia had come out with him and firmly closed the door behind her before they started the all too familiar journey home - a extra spring in Ember's step as the promise of a secret spurred him on.

They had taken this route many times before in an effort to avoid the hyperactive fans and media that seemed to harass them at every opportunity after a big win and they knew that a win of this degree would attract more than enough fans to keep them pinned down for an hour if not more. While she was always glad to see new fans and help the media with their stories as best she could, all she really wanted to do at this moment was retire home and celebrate peacefully with Ember - no need to worry about photos or stories for journalists. It was in the midst of these thoughts that she felt herself switch onto autopilot and plod along the course home silently until she arrived at her front door and heard Ember announce, "We're here!"

Breaking from her thoughts she quickly fumbled around in her bra until she felt her hand grab the conveniently hidden key and wasted no time in stabbing it into the lock and unlocking the door. Watching as Ember quickly ran in she laughed lightly at his eagerness and quickly followed him in before closing the door behind her and re-locking it. Hanging the key up on a nearby hook, she turned to face Ember and watched as he stretched out and yawned loudly before turning towards her and smiling happily as he said, "Well then, now that we're home will you tell me what the surprise is? I'm dying to know over here."

He saw her smile teasingly at him and he knew she was trying to keep in suspense for as long as possible and make him even more eager to know than he already was before she finally relented and said, "Well you know how I said I was thinking that we should head home and then celebrate?" He nodded simply as she continued, "Well I was also thinking that seeings how we only won because of your natural awesomeness that you should pick how we celebrate."

"Me," he asked happily, "Really?"

"Of course," she replied, glad to see him so happy, "And we can go wherever you like or have whatever you want, no matter what."

"Whatever I want," he reiterated questioningly as a sudden sly thought raced through his mind before it was quickly dispelled.

"Yeah anything at all," she said with a more calming tone and a voice barely above a whisper as she leaned in and gave him another hug, "Why? Did you have something in mind? Something off the top of your head you big, cool softy?"

He blushed hard at her compliments and how cute she sounded before he felt her pull back and look up at him, clearly noticing his blush as she added, "It's alright, no need to be embarrassed I was just playing around. Take your time and decide whatever you want, this is your time to celebrate so there's no need to rush."

"Uh, yeah. Thanks," he said with an even deeper blush as she smiled back and nodded happily.

"Well then, you take your time to think about it and I'll go and get changed. This dress is starting to make me feel hot and sticky," she said plainly before turning around and walking down a smaller hallway towards her bedroom, "I'll be back soon so just sit tight."

Ember nodded calmly and smiled cheerfully until he saw her open her bedroom door and slip inside when he then felt his thoughts turn to a completely new train of thought.

"Arceus I love her," he whispered quietly to himself, making extra sure to turn away from the hallway and keep his voice barely above a whisper so she wouldn't hear, "I love her so much; she's just so wonderful. Always there for me, always cheering me up and even helping me push through to win today."

He spent a moment looking over his shoulder to check that he was still alone in the foyer before carefully removing the medal from around his neck and staring into its shiny surface.

"We even got first place. I thought it would make me happy and that maybe that would stop this feeling," he admitted to himself before gently placing it on a small, rickety table near the door, "And it did make me feel good for a little, seeing her smile so wide and almost burst with glee. But I don't think that's what I really want. I already know what I really want. I already know how I want to celebrate... but I can't afford to think such terrible things. Not after everything she's done for me... not after last year."

His ears went flat against his skull as he thought about the events of last year and the contest that had absolutely destroyed him and made him feel like he'd let her down. He still remembered how bad he felt and how easily she'd managed to cheer him up, always whispering soothing words and brushing his paws lightly to calm him.

"She didn't even leave me for three days; she was that concerned," he muttered to himself, "She just said that she cared for me too much and that she wouldn't leave me until I was smiling like I used to. It feels so strange to think about it, but her words and actions they just made everything better and in the end I couldn't help but smile again. But I guess by then I was smiling because I knew without a doubt that I... I loved her."

Shaking his head lightly from side to side to clear his thoughts away he turned back around to face her bedroom and muttered quietly, "But how do I tell her that? I can't just say it can I? A pokémon and a human together is supposed to be taboo, if things went wrong we could both end up in serious trouble. And what if she rejects me and I end up destroying our friendship. I can't do that to her. I can't put such a burden on her."

A small whimper escaped his maw before he shook his head again and steeled his nerves, "No, I have to tell her. She said that now was a time to celebrate not a time to mope around. I've been waiting for the right opportunity to ask her. And maybe this is... I have to at least try!"

Squeezing his fists tightly in resoluteness he strode slowly down the hallway toward her room with a look of absolute determination etched onto his face as he ignored the worrying thoughts of rejection that tried to harry his mind and attempted to steady his racing heart. With his long strides it took him only a few brief seconds to reach the open door to her room before he closed his eyes and took a deep breath to soothe his nerves. Feeling calm and collected he slowly opened his eyes and peeked around the side of her door - preparing to admit his feelings as best he could - when he beheld a sight that instantly made his words catch in his throat. Standing in front of him with only a black lace bra and panties on was Emilia who seemed completely oblivious to his presence as she sorted through a small pile of clothes tipped haphazardly onto her bed while her contest clothes had been carelessly discarded on the floor and her medal sat neatly on top of her bedside table.

He knew he should have looked away or said something to her to let her know he was there but no matter how hard he tried he simply couldn't manage to mutter a single word or tear his gaze away from her shapely body. As his gaze lingered he began to notice more and more about her sleek form in much greater detail than ever before including her sizable, luscious breasts that gave way to her flat, perfect stomach and then curved perfectly around her petite, soft bottom and hidden snatch. His active imagination already started to craft some lewd images of what her tight panties hid from his view and what he'd love to do once he had access to it when he suddenly snapped from his daydream and looked away in embarrassment.

No, don't be a pervert, he chided himself mentally as he forced his gaze away from her ass that shook slightly as she bent over to reach for a distance skirt, _Don't just go spying on her. She deserves much better than that! Now man up and let her know you're here!_With another deep but quiet breath and a silent sigh he turned his gaze back toward her - forcing his eyes away from her tempting behind to try and give her the sort of respect she deserved - and quietly called out her name. At first he was worried his call had been too quiet even in the relative silence of the room and was tossing up whether to call out again or run away and hide his feelings until another day when she suddenly spun around and exclaimed loudly.

"Ah! Who's there," he heard her yell out loudly in surprise, "Oh, Ember its just you. You gave me a scare then I didn't know who it was. Heh, I was a little concerned there might have been a peeping tom."

Another blush crept onto his face and burned brightly in his cheeks as he heard her tone change from surprise to happiness and her attitude become much more carefree as she smiled playfully at him. Although he tried to open his mouth and say something - anything - he couldn't seem to get his body to cooperate as he simply stood there dumbly and blushed nervously.

"Are you okay Ember," she asked as her expression changed from playfulness to concern, "I was only kidding about the whole peeping tom thing. And you didn't really scare me that much so don't worry I'm not mad or anything."

"Y-Yeah I know it's just... I-I was wondering about what you said earlier," he started hesitantly hearing his heartbeat in his ears and feeling a lump emerge in his throat as he knew he'd passed the point of no return, "I mean when you said that I could have anything to celebrate. It's just... did you really mean it?"

"Of course I did silly," she said with a calming voice; sensing the tension and nervousness in him, "Anything at all, it doesn't matter about price. This is something special, so I mean absolutely anything."

He watched as she gingerly stepped closer and grabbed his paw, gently caressing it with her thumb as she hummed peacefully and asked, "Why what's the matter?"

"Well, it's just that I've been thinking about something I'd like for a while but I was always afraid to ask about it and I didn't want it to ruin our friendship," he replied honestly feeling her calming gaze and soothing touch slowly melt away his fears and she looked back with not concern but understanding, "And that's why I wanted to ask if I could have anything in the world then could I..."

He paused for a moment to regather the last scraps of his courage before blurting out all at once, "Then could I have you?"

"Me," Emilia asked in confusion as she wondered if he meant exactly what she thought he meant, "You want... me?"

"I know how weird it sounds," he instantly blurted out at her reaction already feeling his heart starting to sink and crack apart as he pressed onward quickly, not daring to pause for a moment, "But I just had to say something because I've felt this way for so long; ever since I was a Quilava I just had this feeling that I couldn't shake no matter how hard I tried and then when you comforted me after the contest last year I think I realized what these feelings were but I didn't say anything because I knew it'd make you hate me and now I've said it and you hate me and think I'm weird and..."

"Ember," she called out loudly to get his attention as he continued to mutter his apologies and dropped his gaze shamefully to the ground, "Ember please listen to me. I don't hate you. I could never hate you! Because it's impossible for me to hate the one that I'm in love with too!"

His whole word froze as he heard her words and for a moment he wasn't sure if it was just a trick his cruel mind was playing on him or whether she had truly said it until he heard her reiterate, "It's impossible for me to hate you, because I love you too."

"Y-You do," he asked softly afraid of the answer or wondering if this was still only a daydream or a delusion from his mind, "Do you really mean that?"

"I-I do," he heard her say softly as his eyes came back up to meet hers and he saw a small blush on her face as she looked away in embarrassment, "I do mean it. And I should be the one apologizing - not you - for keeping my feelings a secret for so long. I never thought they'd cause you so much heartache."

He gazed cautiously back at her as she took a deep breath and turned her attention back to him, allowing him to see the care and understanding in her eyes and something even more that hinted at an explanation and made him fall silent as he waited patiently.

"I guess I should explain a few things," she said quietly as she took her time to decide the best way to explain herself, "To begin with you don't need to worry, I do love you with all my heart and I've actually had a crush on you ever since you were only a little Quilava. Like you said, at the time I wasn't really sure what it was and I thought it was just... pride I guess, making me smile around you. But then I started to feel it more often, like when I used to brush your fur or when we used to train for the novice contests in private and I suddenly realized what these feelings actually were."

She paused for a moment and placed her hands on his paw before she started stroking it soothingly and continued, "I realized that they were feeling of love. I realized that I was in love with you! But I also knew how strange it could be and I didn't want to make you feel weird or have you reject me. I just wanted to be with you no matter what so I pretended they were just feelings of friendship and never pressed the issue. But I never even thought that you might see me that way and I'm sorry for being so stupid as to not have said something sooner. I guess I..."

Emilia felt her sentence trail off into nothingness and her eyes go wide as Ember suddenly leaned in and pressed his lips passionately against hers - his fur tickling her face.

For a moment her whole body froze and her mind went blank as she simply stood there and felt his lips press against hers until she felt a primal desire almost like a long forgotten instinct rise from her heart and cause her to push back into the kiss. She heard him moan in his throat and couldn't stop herself from wrapping her arms around him and pulling him even closer as he mirrored her actions and kissed her even more feverishly. The heat from his body and the intense pleasure from the simple but incredibly loving act was beginning to affect her mind as she opened her mouth a little wider and began lapping carefully against his much bigger tongue to try and coax it from his maw.

It didn't take long for her actions to bear fruit as she suddenly felt his slick appendage playfully push back her tongue and gently enter her mouth before lovingly running over the roof of his maw. She couldn't help but moan out at the wonderfully addicting act as she tried to lick at the underside of his tongue and quickly found his appendage swat it down carefully with enough force to let her know who was in charge. This playful press made her smile inwardly in bliss as she realized just how eager he seemed to have already taken the dominant role and she felt a fresh batch of tingles run down her spine as she thought about how that left only one role for her - the submissive role.

Mentally acknowledging her role as the submissive female she felt that she would have smiled gleefully at being given such a position - a secret fantasy of hers being unknowingly acted out by him - were it not for the large, writhing tongue in her mouth that gently caressed every inch of her maw and lovingly swatted at her tongue as she playfully pushed back against his. She the felt him pull her closer and wrap his tongue around her own making her moan heavily as he began gently suckling on it and rubbing along her back softly sending her to a whole new level of bliss. His twisting tongue and soothing caress made her head swim in delight and the blazing heat that burned in his heart and poured into her made her feel that nothing could surpass this feeling - that nothing could be any better - when she suddenly felt something slick and incredibly warm brush against her leg and make him moan out.

With one last suckle he carefully unwound his slick appendage from her tongue and gently broke from the kiss with a happy and slightly apologetic look on his face.

"Sorry about that," he whispered sensually as he moved a paw to gently brush some hair out of her face, "I was just so happy to hear how you felt. I guess I couldn't really control myself."

"It alright," she replied lovingly with a quick, soft kiss to his cheek, "I understand how you feel and I love you so much too; more than words can describe."

Seeing him smile back she gave a cute giggle and placed her hands on his chest before adding, "Besides I think I can tell just how _happy_you are."

He stared back into her eyes with mild confusion when he saw her smile lustfully and suddenly felt something grasp softly at the tip of his spire - his mind so lost in happiness before that he didn't even realize how excited he'd become. A loud moan shot from his lips before he could stop himself and he quickly lowered his gaze to see her delicate hand wrapped teasingly over the tip of his slick, red spire before drawing his eyes back up to look into her lustful, loving eyes. He couldn't find any words to describe his thoughts or the feelings of pleasure coursing through him and decided instead to close his eyes and enjoy her simple, teasing touches. Oh she's good, he thought lewdly as she thumbed carefully over his head to make him growl happily, But I wonder just how far we'll go. Hopefully at least far enough for me to try 'that' out. Mmm, wouldn't that be something. I suppose I could ask.

Glancing quickly at his mate he was a little surprised to see her staring intently at his spire like she was trying to imprint his girth in her memory and decided to hold his question for just a while longer - his mind curious about exactly what she was doing.

Oh Arceus it's so big, Emilia thought lustfully as she continued to gaze lovingly at his spire and let herself properly examine his thick breeding tool that made her nose twitch from his spicy smell and her mouth water from the thought of doing much naughtier things with it. The first and most obvious observation she made was his sheer size with his pulsing red spire looking to be at least a foot and a half in length and a humble inch wide at his blunt tip that quickly grew to an impressive four inches around the still unexpanded knot nestled at his base. The thought of seeing his knot swell to its surely impressive size made her shudder in delight before she let her eyes wander back up the hefty spear and realized that it was completely smooth without any noticeable barbs, bumps or ridges. Must be to let it slide in so much easier,_she thought lewdly with an equally lustful smile on her face, _After all, who needs barbs when you've got that wonderful knot.

"You seem to be enjoying the view," Ember finally commented with a small blush and lewd grin on his face that snapped her from her trance as he felt her gaze somehow heighten his excitement, "You seem to be enjoying it quite a lot. But you know, you could do more than just look at it."

"Oh, and just what did you have in mind," she asked in her most innocent voice with a heavy blush in her cheeks doing her best to act as submissive as possible - already loving her role.

"Well I was thinking that maybe we could put that beautiful mouth of yours to use," he replied dominantly sensing how eagerly she had slipped into her role before he placed a paw on each of her shoulders and pressed down on them commandingly but carefully to push her to her knees - not that much effort was required on his part as she sunk down eagerly.

Looking down at her and smiling slyly he quickly shifted his paws so that one was pressing lightly against the back of her head while the other carefully gripped his needy erection and guided it to her lips.

"What do you think, want a taste," he asked in a mix of dominance and lust, waiting eagerly for her permission to go ahead with his lewd act.

He watched as she inhaled his potent scent slowly and hummed lovingly before licking her lips seductively and muttering submissively, "Mmm, I'd love to give it a little taste."

"Just what I wanted to hear," he growled out loudly before quickly shifting his grip again and pushing her head forward - spearing the first few inches of his blazing rod into her waiting maw and forcing her to brace her arms against his hips.

"Oh yeah, so good," Ember cried out happily as he felt his spire become instantly surrounded by blissful warmth and wetness, "Ah, this is much better than anything I ever imagined! How are you so good?"

Hearing a muffled hum of delight and seeing her smile lustfully around his shaft he smiled back lewdly and quickly added in a teasingly dominant tone, "Now now don't you know it's naughty to speak with your mouth full? Maybe I should teach you proper manners. What do you think?"

His lewd smile was interrupted by a surprised growl as he saw her wink at him before he suddenly felt her tongue brush against his tip and shoot bliss unlike any he'd felt before up his spine and into his body. He knew what she was doing - trying to see how far she could push him and tease him into a truly dominant state - and decided that if she was truly this eager and this willing then the least he could do was show her who was the boss in this coupling.

"You really are a naughty girl aren't you," he asked rhetorically as he felt her lick again over his tip and moan in agreement sending shudders through his body, "Such a naughty little girl. And everyone knows naughty girls need to be taught a lesson. So how should we punish you? Oh I think I know just what to do!"

With only a knowing smile and a heavy blush he slowly moved his hips back slightly and started to pull some of his throbbing meat from her maw. Once he felt only his tip remaining in the warm, moist confines of her mouth he subtly changed his grip and quickly thrust forward with enough force to shove almost half his spire into her - his smooth head leaking hot pre-cum directly into her tight throat.

"Oh yeah," Ember moaned out at the incredible bliss that rushed through him from the simple thrust and the feeling of her tongue writhing against the underside of his sleek spire.

Without a moment's notice Ember suddenly pushed his hips back to leave only his tip lingering in her mouth again - Emilia's lusty, eager tongue licking around it and greedily collecting the pre he freely dribbled into her maw - for a brief moment before he tightened his grip, roared dominantly and suddenly rolled his hips forward with much greater force. His growl reverberated loudly in the room as he felt the head of his shaft dip momentarily into her throat before her spasming muscles squeezed and clenched around it and forced it from her tight, submissive gullet. He was amazed that his spire has fit inside her throat at all - part of him worried it would be too thick for her or that she would reject the idea of using her sultry passage for such a lewd act in their first session, but feeling how easily it dipped into her, how eagerly she lapped at his spire to try and coax him back in and how good it felt he couldn't help but need to feel it again.

Quickly pulling out so that only the tip rested inside her again he growled in need and harshly thrust back inside her with even greater force than before and felt his spire bury itself deep in her writhing throat. A loving moan was all that managed to escape his maw as he remained stationary and closed his eyes to allow himself to focus on the amazing pleasure in his crotch as her muscles twitched and spasmed around his shaft; trying to force it out but only succeeding to milk him and send more bliss up his aching member. The pleasure was almost indescribable - three quarters of his shaft inside her as her throat massaged the top half and her agile tongue lapped slowly over the other section inside her maw - and although he didn't want it to end so soon he could already feel his first ever orgasm approaching at an impossible pace.

Pulling out to the tip and looking down at her he said between lusty pants, "You're little mouth is so skilled. Have you done this before, been such a naughty little girl? Or are you just a sweet, little girl who loves her Typhlosion too much?" With a lusty murr and a dominant smile as he saw her continue to collect his pre on her tongue and drink it down eagerly like a truly submissive mate he added, "Well I don't mind either way. After all, I love you too. And that's why I'm going to show you just how much you mean to me. That's why I'm going to pour my... 'love' into you. So that you can have all the thick, creamy 'love' I can muster. I just hope you don't make a mess or maybe we'd have to punish you again." He barely heard her mumble around his shaft with muffled words he couldn't care to make out before he smiled even darker and suddenly thrust back inside her waiting maw.

His thrust forced his spire deep into her throat and again he felt her muscles squeezing and spasming around his member drawing out ever more lustful growls, but this time he spent almost no time in her warm confines before he suddenly pulled back out to the tip - her tongue dragging under his length and sending pleasure spiking up his spine. He growled out at the amazing feeling before quickly shifting his hips again and spearing his girth back inside her only to then pull out and repeat the process again and again as he dominantly face-fucked her and drove himself ever closer to his imminent release. He needed this release more than anything else and he felt his lust cloud his mind and close him off to the world until the only things he noticed was the wonderful feeling in his crotch and the lewd, wet, slurping sounds emanating from his mate as every thrust forced a lustful cocktail of her saliva and his potent pre-cum to dribble down her chin and drip onto the top of her firm breasts - his spire producing more slick pre than she could ever hope to swallow.

Continuing his commanding, desperate thrusts into her willing orifice Ember felt his pace become more and more erratic as his once slower, deeper thrusts became ever quicker and his breathing more ragged as he threw caution to the wind and rutted her mouth as quickly and as hard as he could without injuring her - still acutely aware of her presence and not wishing to harm her. He could feel himself being slowly pushed to his end every time his tip dove deep into her tight, lubricated throat and created a noticeable bulge in her neck that made him only more desperate to finally spill his potent seed inside the one he loved. As his pants became louder and louder and his knees weaker and weaker as he finally teetered on the edge he suddenly felt a naughty idea enter his lust-addled mind and consume him until the lewd act was all he could think of. With his orgasm threatening to course through him at any moment he held onto the dirty thought and gave a few final thrusts before screaming out, "Get ready, her I cum!"

He could tell simply from the way her muscles relaxed and the loving expression on his mate's petite face that she was ready to taste him - ready and willing to suckle down his 'love' for her - when he initiated his rapidly formed plan and suddenly pulled his twitching member from her milking throat and out past her needy maw to rest in front of her soft, succulent lips. For a moment he could see the confusion painted on her face as she stared back at his hefty girth with her mouth agape until he suddenly felt the first powerful jet of seed make its way from his heavy, internal balls to his pulsing tip before splattering wetly over her lips - a great deal of it falling inside her open mouth.

The feeling of blissful release and sound of a surprised gasp and wet slapping as his cum poured freely onto his lover's lips made him let out a wild roar and carefully grip his sensitive spire behind his massive, swollen knot with his right paw for better aim as another powerful spurt erupted from his length and joined the other life-filled load on his mate's sticky, pearly-white lips. The view was amazing as his thick, potent sperm dribbled down her chin and dripped onto the top of her perky breasts in huge globs to pool on them like a lewd oasis of fresh Typhlosion semen as his heavy balls continued to offer impossible amounts of seed to her already filled mouth that seemed content to simply remain open and collect whatever other offerings he so graciously provided. He couldn't deny that the look made him only want this orgasm to never end - his bliss higher than he ever thought possible and the view almost overloading his mind with lust - but as he groaned and panted and felt more naughty thoughts race through his mind he slowly felt his thick torrent die down to a trickle.

With a gentle tug behind his knot to coax out the last few drops of seed, he felt his essence run down the underside of his spire and drip down onto her pearly lips as he slowly came back to reality.

"Oh yes," he muttered out lovingly as his senses slowly returned to him and he realized how drained both he felt; slightly staggering on his weak knees, "T-That was amazing. Oh yeah."

Tilting his head down slightly he momentarily observed the pulsing, engorged knot at the base of his impressive length and noted mentally that it would be at least a few minutes before it deflated enough for it to return to his sheath. With a light huff he quickly turned his attention back to his cum-drenched lover and it was only then that it dawned on him just how hard he'd rutted her face and just how big of a mess he'd made.

For a moment he worried he might have let his lust control him too much and that his fierce thrusts might have hurt her when he saw her casually tilt her head back and swallow the copious load that rested in her mouth with a knowing smile. He watched on in awe as a sizable bulge slid lewdly down her petite throat and disappeared into her stomach before she moaned happily and said, "I know that look. Don't worry I'm fine."

"Are you sure," he asked simply aware that he may have ruined the mood with his worry but worried nonetheless that he may have inadvertently hurt her, "I just let my lust get a little out of hand I guess. I didn't mean to go so hard. Or make such a mess."

"It's alright you big softy," she responded teasingly sensing the worry in his voice and not even attempting to keep the lust from hers, "I've never seen you act so dominant like that before. But I loved it! The way you just made me yours. The way you 'taught me my place'."

He looked back into her eyes and saw her wink knowingly at him as she finished, "And as for the mess? Well, I think I could help 'clean that up'. After all, that's what a submissive little trainer's for right?"

Growling happily as her words soothed him and stirred something deep inside him he quickly replied, "Well then, if you didn't mind that then I think we could move on to something much better."

"Oh, and just what did you have in mind," she asked as innocently as possible as she slowly rose back to her feet - trying and failing to hide her enthusiasm.

"Well let's just say that this is something we'll both enjoy," he said with a hint of mystery and dominance in his voice before he suddenly pushed forward and pressed their lips together.

Ignoring the feeling of the seed on her face as it matted down his creamy fur, Ember felt his lover's soft lips press against his own in an intimate embrace and show of love and wasted no time in suddenly thrusting his tongue into her willing maw. He felt her moan into their kiss as his nimble tongue started lapping gently around her maw and playfully battering her smaller, more delicate tongue with the perfect mix of dominance and care only a true lover could provide. Feeling her push back against his slick, nimble organ he gave one last playful lap before coiling his tongue around hers and suckling lightly on it - his tastebuds picking up a faint taste of something spicy and slightly salty that lingered for just long enough to make you want even more. It took him no time at all to realize he was tasting the fleeting remnants of his potent spunk that still lingered on her tongue and he shivered in delight at how naughty it felt to be tasting something so lewd.

The taste of his own seed's wondrous flavor and the feeling of his mate's loving tongue writhing in his own tongue's coils made his libido rise faster than he'd expected and awoke a familiar feeling of need inside him. He tried to ignore it at first and slowly uncoiled his tongue so he could continue to lap over the roof of her mouth and taste her sweet saliva as both moaned in unison. But each new lick in her delicate maw only succeeded in growing the wonderful feeling more and more until it became to much to bear and he finally couldn't contain himself any longer. With a small smile he decided to move to the next stage of his plan - albeit a bit sooner than he'd expected.

Wrapping his arms around her Ember pulled his mate into an intimate hug and kissed her even more passionately as he let his hands gently trace soft circles over her shoulders and down her back as he they glided smoothly over her subtle flesh. He paused for a moment when he reached the clip at the back of her black, lace bra and fumbled around with it for only a moment before he felt it yield under his actions and he could tell from her small movements and the way she pushed her firm breasts teasingly up against his body that she needed him to have some fun with them. But he had other plans that he knew she would like even more and instead of trailing his hands around the front to grope her sublime bust he carefully positioned his hands along her back and suddenly picked her up - and easy task with his immense strength.

For a moment he felt their lips part and saw a single strand of spittle connect their tongues as his lingered in the void where Emilia's mouth had once been as she tired to mumble between pants, "Ember what are you..."

"Shh, it alright," he said reassuringly with a knowing smirk as he started to carry her backwards to the bed just out of her sight, "I'm just going to make you a little more comfortable."

He saw her gaze back at him lustfully through half-lidded eyes as he finally reached the bed and carefully lowered her onto it before adding, "And after that? Well, I could tell you but... I think it would be better to show you."

His grin was devilish as he lowered his head and placed a gentle kiss on her neck - one of the few clean spots he hadn't managed to drench in cum earlier - before moving slightly and kissing the other side of her neck. A moan from his lover spurred him on as he kissed her vulnerable neck again but this time let his rough tongue out to glide over her smooth flesh and turn her groan into a much more pleasured moan of ecstasy. He would have loved to have told her how naughty she sounded and how much of a dirty little girl she was but he couldn't seem to tear his maw away from her tender flesh for even an instant as his tongue continued to caress her flesh and sink ever so painfully slowly down her neck to her needy breasts.

"Ooh, yes," he heard Emilia cry out as he lapped carefully at the crease of flesh in her neck just above her heaving breasts - able to feel every panting breath she took, "Mmm, please don't stop Ember. Please.... I need more! Please... Ember..." Another lewd smile broke out on his face as he listened to her pleas and begs for more of his rough tongue as he deliberately lapped just above her cum-stained breasts waiting to hear those exact words; waiting for her to show him just how much she needed him. With one last gentle kiss to her neck he carefully grabbed her unhooked bra and pulled it off her limp arms to expose her perky breasts - her nipples erect and from his previous attention.

For Ember it was a truly wonderful sight to behold as he saw his lover's wonderful cleavage finally unobstructed by silly human clothes for the first time. He licked his lips seductively and tossed her bra carelessly over his right shoulder before quickly burying his head in her cleavage and licking quickly across her left breast. A yell of pleasure erupted from his mate followed by words he couldn't care to make out as it felt like his tongue had a mind of its own and lapped across her tender flesh and swirled around her hardened bulb as he did his best to make her moan as loud as possible and give her as much pleasure as he possibly could. After all, I need something to measure against when I show her what I can really do, he thought cunningly as his tongue again flicked over her erect nipple and drew another loving moan from her lips, And if she loves this... Oh yes, I can't wait to see how she reacts when she sees what I really have in store.

With the thought of his true intentions still fresh in his mind he felt a second wave of energy wash over him as he quickly turned to her other, previously untouched breast and began lapping over it with much greater speed than before - his actions not unlike a wild pokémon. Again and again more moans and squeals of bliss echoed from his mate's lips as his tongue writhed on her flesh and his paws groped her free breast until he smelt something sweet and slightly tangy in the air. Instantly he knew what the smell was - his instincts telling him all he needed to know - and his grin widened as he carefully shifted his body and gaze until he saw a damp patch on the bedsheets near her equally soaked panties.

He briefly considered returning to her breasts for a little more fun when a fresh wave of musky air assailed his nostrils, sent chills down his spine and forced his attention to her nether regions. With a happy growl he gave one last loving lick across her nipple before shifting his position and suddenly sliding his left paw under the stretchy, elastic waistband of her soaked, lace panties. He heard her mutter softly and moan blissfully under his simple touch and was happily surprised when he felt her legs open eagerly for him to allow even easier access to her underwear. Wasting little time he quickly placed his other paw under the elastic and tugged them off and over her legs in one quick, almost practiced movement.

This act had apparently snapped his lover from her pleasured trance as he saw her look up at him with her mouth agape and her eyes full of lust and love as he decided to put on his own small show. Bunching up her panties in one hand he quickly brought them up to his nose, inhaled loudly and growled in need as the smell was amplified tenfold and made his mind swim with lust in a way that only a female's needy scent could. But the smell that assaulted his senses only made him even more needy as he quickly turned his attention to her swollen vulva and exposed outer lips and tossed her underwear haphazardly over his shoulder before licking his lips hungrily. Unable to resist the temptation of such an alluring and lewd treat placed teasingly in front of his eyes and knowing that he had his mate's permission to go ahead - her gaze saying more than words ever could - he quickly lowered his head down to her shaved snatch and let his tongue brush experimentally over her moist lips.

Instantly his tastebuds were assaulted with a sweet-tangy taste that reminded him vaguely of ripe Pecha berries and his ears picked up the low, pleasured moan that echoed out past her subtle lips; making him smile happily. With some of her juices still lingering on the tip of his tongue he decided to quickly pull his tongue back into his maw and began to truly savor the strong flavor and slimy texture of her lewd liquids as it rolled over his tongue and coated the top of his mouth and teeth. When he finally felt the taste begin to die down he gingerly tipped his muzzle up to her face - seeing her already staring lustfully back down at him - and gave a sly wink before swallowed his maw's contents lovingly and licking his lips seductively as her warm, sweet juices ran down is throat. The feeling and taste was magnificent and he knew he needed even more.

Wasting no time he quickly shoved his muzzle back between her legs and letting let his tongue out again to brush over her entrance and circle around her outer lips to collect and slick juices he could find. Each teasing lick filled his maw with an irresistible taste and his ears with pleasured moans from his mate as he continued to lick across her mound until her whole lower section glistened with Typhlosion saliva and her breath seemed to catch in her throat. He was happy to hear how hard his mate was panting and was even more proud to think that he was the source of her pleasure but he knew that his hunger wasn't sated yet and continued to lick harder over her lips to try and collect any droplet he could with his tongue when he felt his nimble organ suddenly dip inside her folds.

He was almost as surprised as she was when he heard her squeal out blissfully and felt his tongue being suddenly completely surrounded by her taste and squeezed lovingly by what he quickly realized was the spasming muscles inside her tight vagina. A large smile plastered on his face, Ember gently tugged his tongue back towards his maw before growling contently when he heard his mate moan in bliss as her muscles spasmed lightly and tried to pull it back further into her slick tunnel. With a lustful growl he began to coil and flex his tongue slowly in time with her rippling muscles and eager moans as he tried to send pleasure beyond comprehension up her young snatch and into her body and draw even more juices from her slick tunnel.

His simple actions easily had the desired effect as he felt her muscles shift a little faster and her juices leak forth from her walls with much greater volume than before as she spread her legs even wider still and called to him lustfully - begging to feel even more his slick, nimble organ. Eager to please he smiled happily and brushed his tongue against her wall one last time before he slowly started pulling his tongue back into his mouth. He could hear her barely mumbling in confusion as his tongue finally made its way back to her entrance and could tell she was about to ask why he'd stopped when he quickly stiffened his tongue and stuffed it back inside her with enough force to delve deep into her hidden recesses and press his furred lips flat up against her swollen snatch.

The sound of her surprised scream of bliss would have made him laugh heartily at her blissful reaction and surely exclaim a lustful remark had he not had his lips pressed firmly against her vagina and his mind consumed by the wonderful feeling of writhing muscle around his tongue. It was in this new world of pleasure that his nose was flooded with the even more potent smell of her needy snatch and he felt his thoughts cloud so much that he was unable to think straight anymore and he simply gave in to his most primal, wild instincts. Instincts that told him to please the lusty, willing female before him and make her cry out his name in orgasmic bliss as he mated her hard and gave her pleasure that only a well-endowed Typhlosion like himself could give.

But he didn't want to move ahead so quickly - not when he still had so much more of her vagina to explore with his greedy tongue. With a lewd smile that exuded dominance and need he slowly began to withdraw his tongue from her folds again as he prepared to fill her with as much pleasure as he could muster.

Ember growled happily when he felt his tongue rest at her snatch's entrance again and wasted no time before he thrust his tongue back into folds - angled slightly so it would drive deep into her walls and make her scream in bliss. He heard her loud scream as it trailed off into a moan and growled happily at the response he got before pulling out and quickly shoving his tongue all the way back in again with a slightly different angle to prod against her and caused her to squirm under his treatments and buck lightly into his maw. The feeling of her throwing herself into his maw in desperation for even more of his lengthy, thick tongue made him growl lovingly in happiness and pin her legs dominantly to the bed to remind her of her submissive position.

With her legs now under his full control and her moans only growing even louder he felt a second wave wash over him and make his licks even more bestial as he fell further into his primal instincts and began to lash his tongue around inside her with greater ferocity.

So good, he thought through a thick layer of lust as he continued to twist his tongue and prod around inside her; enjoying the sound of each new squeal and moan of bliss that erupted form her lips, She tastes so good and sounds so close. At this rate she'll be cumming any second now won't she? Just like a good girl!

Another louder loving moan drew his attention back to his mate as he continued his rough licks and turned his head to gaze onto her face and gauge just how close she really was to her imminent release.

Just one look at the bliss on her face told him all he needed to know as he saw her expression clearly display how much she needed this while her writhing body and spasming muscles showed just how close she was to her end.

But we can't let the fun end just yet,_he thought lustfully as he heard her moans increase and her breathy voice try to warm him of how close she was, _No, not just yet. She wanted to see a dominant Typhlosion, one who would go all the way. And I do love her so dearly so... why not give 'it' a try?

With his mind still trapped in lust he waited until he heard her panting warning once again before he suddenly withdrew completely from her tight confines and moved his body up so they were face to face.

"Wh-Why... Ember... what," he heard her mutter out weakly as he smiled back knowingly and deliberately held his body away from hers in an effort to keep her teetering on the edge for as long as possible.

"Well, you said you liked it when I was dominant didn't you," he asked rhetorically with a smile that did nothing to hide his lewd intentions before continuing on without waiting for an answer, "So I thought that maybe it was time I was in charge. And I'm thinking that such a hot mating session can't end just yet. Not until we've mated for real."

He could almost see the confusion on her face - her mind clearly a little slow from the bliss muddling her thoughts - and quickly decided to answer her silently asked question by rubbing his hot, thick erection against her outer lips teasingly.

Watching as she shifted her gaze for a moment to eye his hefty spire as it throbbed in need outside her snatch he asked, "So what do you think, ready for the real thing? I can assure you it'll be much better than my... agile tongue."

He knew the question was unnecessary - given that her mind was almost completely filled with lust - and he knew that having to ask was something less than dominant but he could not bring himself to continue without knowing he had his lover's permission. Although his mind was almost a slave to his lust and his loins begged for release while his instincts threatened to force him into the act there was still enough of his thoughts left to make sure he didn't hurt her. That was something he would not do; no matter the reason or circumstance.

"Ember...," he heard her call out softly; her voice barely above a whisper, "You big softy. How could I say 'no' to a wonderful Typhlosion like you?"

He growled lightly and smiled at her answer when he saw her smile back and add, "So go ahead you big stud. Show me the power you possess. Show me what a real Typhlosion can do!"

"With pleasure," he replied in a voice that almost dripped with dominance as a loud growl passed his lips and he shifted his body to press his head firmly against her snatch before a quick thrust suddenly speared the first few inches of his hot girth inside her.

Instantly his pulsing member was surrounded by a slick warmth and he felt her muscles spasmed wildly along his shaft and draw out a fresh drop of pre from his tip to lubricate her tunnel. He growled happily at the wonderful feeling in his groin and he heard his mate moan lovingly beneath him and beg for more as he grinned happily and wasted no time in suddenly tearing out his shaft to the tip before stopping and shoving it back inside her with a slightly more forceful thrust. A loud squeal of delight from his lover made him growl out happily as her muscles clamped down hard on him and held him inside her for a brief moment before they relaxed enough to let him slide back out to the tip and repeat his lusty action with renewed vigor and even greater strength.

He could see her small frame moving under his forceful thrusts as each new shove pushed more of his slick, pulsing member inside her and made a noticeable bulge show in her abdomen as he delved ever deeper into her hidden abyss. His gaze remained focused between his lover's legs and the huge moving bulge in her stomach as he realized to his surprise that he was almost all the way inside her with a final few inches trapped outside her heavenly snatch. Determined to have all of her and not wanting any of his spire to be left without pleasure he pulled back carefully and growled hotly before suddenly grabbing her hips with his paws and tugging them down quickly as he thrust up forcefully into and finally sunk the last few inches inside her.

The sound of her scream of bliss was completely drowned out by his own primal roar of dominance as he felt their hips finally connect with a wet slap and his head push so deep into her writhing pussy that he could feel it nudge against the back of her young womb. No sooner had he bottomed out in her the he felt her muscles clench around him so hard he was unable to move causing him resign to simply riding out this wave of bliss as her clamping muscles rippled along his shaft and her cervix convulsed madly to try and force out the strange item that invaded her most sacred place. Turning his attention back to the bulge in her stomach he couldn't stop himself from growling loudly as he saw the obvious and well-defined shape of his thick member through her belly and allowed his gaze to follow it down past his slightly inflated knot until he saw her swollen red lips pressed against his furry crotch.

Although he knew what to expect the sight was still something that had him growling louder than ever and feeling as though he needed even more when he suddenly felt her muscles relax enough to allow him movement again. With a lewd grin he turned his attention back to his mate and was pleasantly surprised when he saw her eyes were gently closed and there was an expression of not pain but bliss on her face as she muttered weakly what sounded like "More. I need more." He couldn't deny that he had been slightly worried that he may have finally gone too far too soon but hearing her needy words and seeing her look of lustful bliss he felt reassured that she was loving every moment as much as he was and couldn't stop himself from wanting to do even more.

After all, now that I know she can take it all it's time to really show her how much of a stud I can be, he thought lustfully as he growled yet again and prepared to show her the true might of a Typhlosion.

Pulling out slowly to tease out as much pleasure as he could Ember couldn't stop himself from growling lightly in bliss as he felt her muscles rhythmically ripple along his member as his mate panted and moaned quietly beneath him; oblivious to what he was about to do. Once he finally felt his spire reach her entrance and almost pull free from her he gave her one last loving glance as he thought about how innocent she looked before gently placing his hands back on her hips and thrusting all the way back inside her. Instantly he got the reaction he was looking for the force of his thrust broke her from her dazed state and made her scream out in bliss as he felt his head again bump against the back of her fertile womb and their hips collide with a resoundingly lewd slap.

Not waiting up this time he grinned down dominantly at her and again tore his spire from her uterus back to the tip before again ravaging her insides with another powerful thrust that shook her body and made her breasts bounce. He heard her scream out lovingly and couldn't stop himself from quickly tearing out again and pounding back inside her again as pleasure danced up his spine as her muscles tried to constrict around the invader and hold it still but only succeeded in pleasuring him beyond words as his strength easily allowed him to tear it from her moist confines and plow back into her again and again. He watched on with bliss as he saw her writhe beneath him and scream out lovingly every time his member plunged deep into her womb and forced open her cervix - his gaze also drawn to the constantly moving lump in her belly that showed his massive shaft diving in and out of her sacred orifice.

The site of his mate writhing beneath him and the sound of her moans along with the smell of thick musk in the air was driving Ember closer to his orgasm much faster than he'd anticipated. He didn't want such a wonderful feeling to ever end and wanted to find a way to make this wonderful mating session last forever as he continued to rut Emilia as hard and as fast as he would mate a female Typhlosion in heat but couldn't stop himself from get closer and closer to his end. He was trying to think of some way to draw out his bliss for as long as possible as he teetered precariously on the edge when he suddenly heard his mate call out to him between pants and moans of bliss as he drilled into all her sensitive spots with deeper more deliberate thrusts.

"Ember, I'm close," he heard her cry out as she panted hard and dug her fingers into the bedsheets, "I don't think I can last much longer. I don't want this to end but you're just so good. So big! So thick! So... I-I think I... Ah! Ember, I'm cumming!"

Hearing her suddenly announce her end Ember's eyes went wide as he pushed into her womb with one last bed-shaking thrust before he suddenly felt her muscles clamp down over his entire shaft and send more pleasure than he ever thought possible up his spire and into his body. As her muscles began to spasm madly along his sensitive flesh and her juices started to coat his spire and squirt out onto his crotch to matte down his fur he finally felt himself tip over the edge and his orgasm crash into him. Arching his back and looking to the sky as he joined his mate's loud moan with a proud, dominant roar that shook the walls of the room, he felt his knot inflate inside her and force wider her already stretched orifice to an almost impossible size as his back burners burst into white-hot flames to signal his end.

A brief moment that felt like an eternity passed before Ember felt the first wave of hot semen finally actually shoot from his tip and smash against his mate's uterus wall before pooling inside her fertile womb as he gave into his basic instincts and suddenly bit softly onto her neck to hold her still while he inseminated her. It was a primal urge that forced him to stay latched softly onto her neck even as she writhed in bliss beneath him and his shaft squirted more thick spunk into her but it was one that felt right. His grip wasn't meant to hurt her and his jaw applied nowhere near enough pressure to cause her any discomfort. After all it was meant to remind the female who was in charge and show them just how powerful they were even as they inseminated their mate with copious amount of seed - enough to drench even the most eager of female's wombs and ensure the continuation of their linage.

And Ember's plentiful loads was more than enough to show why Typhlosion's were very successful breeders as his heavy loads continued to pour form his tip with enough volume to put other pokémon to shame as he continued to ejaculate directly into her uterus and fill what little space remained in her. After his forth copious deposit though he realized that he'd completely filled her but still had at least one more wonderfully rich load to deliver inside her drenched womb. He knew there was no way to pull out in time - his knot much too large to slip out in time; not that he would have pulled it out anyway - and he quickly realized that the only way it was going to fit was by making her stomach swell to accommodate it and make her look like an egg-heavy mate.

The thought of seeing her belly swell with his seed before his very eyes was one that almost made him break from her throat and turn his gaze to her stomach but no sooner had he considered that option than he felt his final load ejaculate inside her and his whole body freeze in his final moments of bliss. In his bliss he could feel his senses being dulled considerably as the world slowly shrunk away from him and his mind ignored everything except the wonderful feeling of his now completely empty, internal balls and the warmth that came from his mate's swollen belly. Everything at that moment felt just as it should and his face softened to show his inner peace as he carefully withdrew his teeth from his mate's neck and came back up to look into her loving eyes.

"That was... amazing," he said with a fatigued tone as he nuzzled affectionately against Emilia's chin, "_You_were amazing. That was all... Wow!"

"Heh, thank you Ember you big softy," she replied with an equally exhausted tone, "But I should be the one telling you how amazing_you_ were. Dear Arceus that was intense. You were just so big and took command so well. I don't think I've ever seen you so... just amazing!"

"I'm happy that you're not mad given how... forceful I was and how much I gave you," he said shyly, his dominance having changed completely to concern and love for his mate.

"I could never be mad at you. You big softy," she said back with a teasing tone to her voice as she stroked lovingly over his side, "And don't worry about how forceful you were because I loved every second of it."

"Every second," he repeated questioningly before saying more confidently with a more confident, teasing smile, "Thank goodness for that because it would have been a very awkward conversation with my thick knot stuck in your eager pussy."

"Ooh, such a naughty boy," she retorted lovingly at his lewd pillow talk getting a playfully lick to her neck in response, "I never knew you could be so wonderful with you words."

"Only for you my darling," he replied with love in his voice and care in his eyes, "Only for you."

Feeling her snuggle up against him, he carefully shifted his body to ease the strain on his knot and rested beside her when he heard her yawn softly and say, "Thank you for a wonderful celebration. And thank you for always putting in everything during the contests and always being there. And... Thank you for coming out and telling me how you feel. I just..."

Putting one finger on her lips he gently quieted her and replied, "Shh, it's alright I know what you mean. Just rest for now I can see you're tired."

He heard her mumble quietly a few words that he couldn't quite make out before she snuggled up even closer and said, "Yeah, thank you. Goodnight Ember, my dearest. You big softy you."

He only gave a light smile at her final words before saw he slowly drift off to sleep and felt himself yawn loudly as the allure of sleep called to him too. With a quick glance to her swollen stomach and the wet sheets and fur around his crotch he smiled happily and thought about how wonderful today had been; a day truly unlike any other.

We won the master-rank contest, confessed our love to each that had been hidden for so long and even mated! All in one day... Truly nothing could be any better, he thought happily.

With a silent yawn and a gentle shift of his hips he protectively curled around his mate and draped his arms over her before whispering "sleep tight my dear" and quickly falling into a deep sleep;already dreaming of the future.

But little did either of them know, a new life was already beginning in Emilia's womb.