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You said placing the string over your Kirlia Charlies’ head and settling the pouch around his neck, Charlie took the cloth pouch in his hands, looking at it before looking up and meeting your gaze. An image of your smashed Lechonk bank flashed in your mind. "That's nothing Charlie...Charles, I want you to be who you want to be, because I want you to stand beside me as my star Pokemon. You’re my best friend.”

Charlie let go of the pouch and wrapped his arms around you pressing his face against your stomach, as he did you could see the smile on his face.

~Twelve years later~

You stretched across the coffee table pulling the cloth back, it had taken all day but you finally got the entire apartment cleaned, well almost the entire apartment. You looked down the hallway where two doors ajar and one decorated with different moon and sparkle stickers was closed. The bathroom and your bedroom open and behind the decorated door was Charlie’s room. The dulled thump of music came from the room, he was keeping himself busy, you told him that Nicholas would be coming over. It had been six months and he’d never quite warmed up to the guy.

Tonight was the night you decided you’d take things a step further with Nicholas, you’d cooked dinner, cleaned, set up the table preparing it for a nice romantic dinner. Putting the cloth back under the sink you walked into your bedroom and grabbed your phone off the bedside table and checked the time. Five thirty PM…was Nicholas running late?

You unlocked the device and started to type a message to him, as you did so your phone beeped. Looking up from your message you saw what he sent you, the message was as short as it was heartbreaking.

‘Sorry Laura I don’t think it’s working out. It’s been a fun few months but I think it’s time we saw other people, I don’t think we’re giving each other what we need.’

You sat on your bed, the phone falling to the floor, you slumped, you felt like you should cry, scream or something but nothing wanted to come out.

The music across the hallway stopped, the doorknob turned, pulled open by a Gardivoir. Charlie stood there, red eyes looking at you worriedly.

“Voir?” He asked, walking into your room and taking your hands in his. “Gar Gardevoir?”

You looked up at him feeling tears finally starting to sting the edges of your eyes. “You’ve always been too good at picking up when I am sad.” You pressed your face into his torso beside the horn that poked out from his chest.

You closed your eyes, took your hands from his and wrapped your arms around his waist.

“Arceus I’m such a pathetic trainer, even now we’re retired from the league circuit and I’m still having to hold onto my best friend and stop myself from crying like a little girl over a boy.” You grumbled.

“Gardevoir Gar, Voir.” He replied, wrapping his hands around your head and stroking your hair.

You hummed softly and stood up, Charlie taking a step back as you did so and you looked up at the Pokemon whose arms you found yourself in…again. He looked at you, giving you a smile. An image flashed across your mind, a tent in front of a campfire in a snowy clearing.

“Yeah let’s go camping this winter, maybe I just need to get away from the city for a bit.” You replied to him, it’d be…romantic…you thought to yourself. Before the blush could break out across your face, you let go of him and gave him a slight push. “Come on, I made this fancy dinner for Nicholas and he…” You paused, not quite ready to deal with that emotionally right now. “Yeah. Let’s go eat, I did all that home cooking and I’m not letting it go to waste.”

You lead him into the living room seating him in the chair you had originally meant for Nicholas, then moved into the kitchen only to return with a pot of home made Chow Mein, it wasn’t authentic being a recipe your father had made regularly growing up, which going by Charlie’s face when you took the lid off and scooped out a pile onto a plate placing it at your place. Silently he stood to reach for the spoon only for you to lightly slap his hand away.

“I made this dinner to have a romantic night with my boyfriend,” You said, feeling your grip tighten on the spoon before you sighed and glanced from Charlie’s hand up to his eyes. “Which he decided to not be a part of, so you’re going to play the role tonight and let me do all the pampering I planned for him.”

“Gar.” He pulled his hand back and looked at you with a nod instead floating the plate up to you, which you plucked from the air and scooped the mix of noodles, meat, vegetables and sauce on to, keeping it in your hand as you sat in the chair beside him placing it by him while sliding your chair close to his to press yourself against his side.

You glanced up at his shocked expression at you before looking down before you lost your nerve. “Remember when we used to cuddle together on the couch? Like on movie nights before we headed off to challenge the world, we’d cuddle together munching on that caramel corn mom would buy for us because it was your favourite.” You reached out, grabbing your fork and stabbed a piece of meat bringing it up to his mouth. “Do you think…for tonight we can be like that again?”

He looked at the fork in your hand, before opening his mouth and eating the morsel, giving you a smile and a nod, his arm reaching over you and pulling you close while resting on your hip. You couldn’t help a shiver, this was different than when you found yourself huddled with him eating instant noodles in a tent while the rain raged outside the fabric. His fork moved from his hand using his powers to bring a fork full of food to your own face which you accepted with a giggle. No matter how often you saw him using his powers for such a mundane task it always amazed you.

It was quiet as you two cuddled and ate, eventually the pile on the plates mostly disappeared and Charlie was getting creative, picking up individual pieces with his Psychic, it had been too long since he’d had a challenge. You thought that maybe it wouldn’t be so bad to wander around the park, or go a bit outside the city and find some trainers who might give you two a change to stretch your battling muscles.

“Remember…” You paused to giggle at the memory, causing Charlie to tilt his head slightly. “When you were a Ralts and still figuring out your powers and you tried to pass me the ketchup at dinner, that one night when mom and dad made dinner for us then went for some dinner party next door?”

Charlie’s face went red, shaking his head, the fork fluttered slightly in the air.

“I still remember Mom coming in and screaming! How did you get it on the ceiling!? Oh man she was furious, I still made sure I took the blame. I was the one who convinced you to use your Psychic powers to pass it after all.” You pressed yourself closer. “It was worth it for how hard you snuggled me that night though, I always slept the best when you'd sneak into bed with me.”

As you let the fork clatter to the plate, you let go of Charlie putting the lid back onto the pot. “Mind putting that in the fridge for me?” You asked him sitting back down into his embrace. He looked at you before the pot.

“Yep while sitting here, with everything out of sight.” You said. “If you do so I’ll let you pick your reward.” The challenge hung in the air, you met Charlie’s gaze as he narrowed his eyes before closing them. It was easier to tell when he was really focusing as you could see the glimmer of the pinkish purple energy around the pot as it lifted from the table and glided into the kitchen. You listened to the fridge open, the clatter as it landed inside before hearing the fridge swing shut.

“Stay here a second.” You walked into the kitchen, seeing nothing splattered anywhere, opening the fridge you saw the pot right beside the dented plastic jug of milk, closing the door you walked back to where he sat looking at you expectantly. “You got it, just dented the milk a bit. So you win, you get to name a reward sometime tonight!”

Charlie jumped up from his seat, pumping a fist in celebration. “However I’m going to drag you to the couch, snuggle you, and see if we can find something we can agree on to watch.”

The couch and television being only a few feet from the table you’d been sitting at around a corner from the kitchen still didn’t stop the feeling that you were moving into a different situation.

Grabbing your phone you moved to lay on the couch with Charlie in front of you, until poked your shoulder and put a hand on top of his head.

“Right.” You said, scooting forward “I keep forgetting you’re taller than me now.”

He laid on the couch behind you and felt the cool feeling of the horn on his chest pressing against you before it seemed to disappear, making his horn ethereal was something he’d learnt to do, it helped a lot for moments when Charlie had to be close to you. Plus the feeling was not too unpleasant, a slight coolness that seemed to exist where the horn would be. Something you were both willing to deal with to sleep in the same sleeping bag up north in the snowier parts of Unova.

As you lay there with him talking over movies, a blanket hovered across the room and unfurled itself across the pair of you. Eventually, a movie was decided on, at Charlie’s insistence, an animated movie about a rookie Buneary police officer and a sly Nickit con-mon investigating a series of disappearances in a world where Humans simply never existed. Though the movie was hard to focus on as you felt Charlie's warmth seep into you, despite the ever present chill from where his horn would have been, and the strength of the arms that were wrapped around you.

The light in the living room clicked off, before you had a chance to say a word.

“Thanks Char.” You said sleepily rolling over and snuggling into his chest, letting the sound of his heartbeat send you to sleep.

However you woke, the movie was quietly playing in the background but you could hear that Charlie’s heartbeat was quickly thudding away, the true culprit of what woke you up was jabbing you in the thigh. You feigned sleep hoping his senses were distracted and powers would simply overlook the minor change in your, Charlie may have been strong and gotten skilled with his fine control, but his awareness was not omnipotent.

Your hand slowly crept down between you two and you wrapped it around what had been poking you in the thigh, instantly Charlie stiffened, you looked up at him, as he looked down at you with what was pure fear. You grabbed onto something warm and hard, moving closer to you there was a wetness you could feel, the rod ending with a tapered tip. “Oh…” You said dumbfounded.

You felt Charlie start to move, his breaths coming faster, his pupils shrinking as he started to panic. So you did the first thing you could think of, you moved your lower hand to grab his lower arm and pulled yourself up planting your lips against his.

Charlie froze. You pressed your tongue against his lips, his eyes widened his lips parting slightly from the shock of his trainer kissing him. Your tongue slid in, tasting his saliva as you pushed yourself against him more, your hand moving to gather that moisture, his precum… Charlie’s precum, using it to lubricate down his shaft as you started to stroke him. He gasped a breath in through his nose, starting to collect himself, pressing back into this kiss, his tongue sliding past yours and into your mouth, his grip tightening around you

You pulled back from the kiss,lips only breaking as he moved to be on top of you, looking you in the eye. “How long have you liked me Charlie?” You asked, the image of that scene from your childhood passed in front of your eyes, seeing what must have been yourself from his view, as you put that necklace with a Dawn Stone in it, looking down at the pouch which seemed so big from his view. The image faded from your view as he kissed you again.

“I wanted you to choose, you know, to make sure you’d be as happy as you could be standing next to me. Not having a doubt in my mind you were happy with the form you were in, I didn’t want to have that doubt in my mind that maybe somewhere you’d resent me for evolving you one way over the other.” You confessed, receiving a kiss in return. The image of you standing alongside a Gallade appeared, then the Pokemon switched with a Gardevior and then back, before remaining a Gardevoir.

“As long as you’re with me?” You asked, getting a nod and a soft kiss. “Well I still wanted you to choose and you did.” You squeezed his shaft causing Charlie to moan.

An image appeared in your head, you naked, under Charlie on the couch his shaft inching closer and closer to your wet nether lips.

You kissed him dispelling that image. “Not yet Charlie, but I think I can give you something close to what you want, I’m not that easy of a girl.” You watched him roll his eyes, giving him another kiss. “I know here I go, just breaking up with my boyfriend of six months and now I’m here with my loving Pokemon’s erection in my hand.” You let go and traced a finger up and down the smooth surface. “Who is in all honesty much longer and thicker than any other guy I’ve ever been with.”

You let go of him and started to move under him and the blankets before flipping him onto his back with a surprised, “Voi!” Coming from the Pokemon. With Charlie on his back and you positioned between his legs under the blanket you looked over his cock before pressing your face against his shaft, it was smooth, a pointed tip that oozes precum, before it quickly thickened to be couple of inches thick down the rest of his shaft before widening greatly as it attached to his body from a slit on his groin. He had to be over seven inches long, a twinge inside of you as you wondered if it’d even all fit.

But that was a worry for later.

You stuck your tongue out and licked from the base of his malehood to the tip, letting the salty musky taste play over your tongue before you found the source of everything on his tip. Taking it in your mouth you swallowed down to his base, feeling him exclaim in surprise as the blanket was torn from above you his hands moving to your head as you moved your head back up, swallowing and breathing in. You may have never had sex, but you’d given more blowjobs than you could remember to the boyfriends you’d had over the last five years.

You could feel Charlie’s grip tighten and loosen as he fought himself, pulling up, you tapped his thigh before motioning to his hands, he started to take them off only for you to growl and fully pull his throbbing shaft from your mouth, grabbing his hands and placing them on the back of your head.

“I want you to fuck my throat and fill my mouth you silly boy.” You moved down and kissed his tip. “Surely that’s a decent make up prize?”

You looked up at him as you ran your tongue around the tip of his shaft seeing a hunger in the Gardevoir’s eyes. “Just don’t break me, I don’t need that in the papers. Woman dies due to Po-”

Your eyes widen as he pulls you down, his cock sliding into your mouth and pressing down your throat, cutting you off, that tall slender pick…god you could feel your panties pressed against you wet, everything since you kissed him just made you want him more.

He held your head still, thrusting his hips against your face, you were glad he didn’t have balls to smack into your chin, maybe they were inside? You sucked, and slid your tongue over him, swallowing and breathing in when he’d pull himself out of your throat. Everything became a blur of focusing on that smooth thick pink shaft, he stopped his thrusting with a grunt holding you so his tip was all remaining in your mouth, and you felt a split second of a throb through your lips before warm fluid burst into your mouth, it was thicker than any of your boyfriends, warmer than them. The musky scent sticking to your palette. Your hand slid between your legs as you swallowed to keep with every pulse of seed that flowed into your mouth, your thighs squeezing together as you quickly brought yourself to orgasm quicker than you ever had before.

As the flow slowed and his cock stopped throbbing in your mouth he finally let your head go. You moved yourself off his shaft and let the softening thing lay on your cheek, smearing a line of your own saliva and a bit of leftover semen as it shrunk back into his slit. You tilted your head to look up at Charlie, he looked down at you but the hunger was gone, just a bit of concern.

“Charlie.” You pulled off your shirt, tossing it onto the floor, sliding off your socks, jeans and panties letting them join the new pile on the floor. Now naked your slid between him and the back of the sofa, pulling him against you. “I think we might need to rethink where you sleep.”

He kissed you. “Exactly, you’re not going to be needing that room, because I want you with me every night. Just give me some time to read a bit more about what we’re going with…us…I want to make sure I do everything right.” You finished with a kiss of your own, quite chaste considering what you both had just done.

~Two years and Six months later~

You looked over at where your phone was propped up in the kitchen, the app on it showing where the car was that was carrying Charlie and all the groceries you asked him to purchase. It had kept him busy for the entire day running around, as you felt you needed more time. A simple text to your Pokeboyfriend’s phone kept him running out to another store. His replies had been rather restrained only complaining about how much this would cost, but that wasn’t something you were worried about. Your tournament winnings from when he, you and the rest of your team had battled around Unova was still a comfortably high number despite the purchase of the apartment, the ones you had done recently had not paid nearly as highly but the expense of getting Charlie out of the house to clean and get ready was worth it. He complained about being made to go out and shop so much on his ‘birthday weekend’ and how he had made your birthday as relaxing as possible.

Well he had no idea what you had planned for him.

I’ve been dropped off, bringing everything up now.

His text appeared just before the ride share app showed that her Pokemon had been safely returned home. Walking into the bedroom you opened your bedside table, and grabbed a pill bottle and shook a pill into your hand, you popped it into your mouth and swallowed it. Then pulling up your skirt a bit you turned on the controller you’d taped to your thigh. You moaned softly as you felt the bullet that was connected to the controller vibrate, it was on the lowest setting you would only feel the fire in between your thighs grow. You’d done this a few times without mentioning it to Charlie, to see if he’d sniff you out. Knowing his nose was more sensitive than yours but not something as sharp as a Lycanroc, Arcanine or Houndoom.

As you left the bedroom Charlie was in the living room setting his bags of shopping down. He sniffed the air and looked to the kitchen, before pulling out your list and unfolding it, pointing at the list then the kitchen looking angry. Images appearing in your head, clocks, crowds, various annoyances.

“Stop!” You exclaimed. “I can explain, I have a good reason, I swear!”

He stood unmoved tapping his foot on the floor.

You moved to him, wrapping your arms around him and kissing his cheek, as he turned his head to deny you to his lips.

“I needed you out of the house because I knew if you were here and getting a good sense of everything I was thinking and feeling I’d never surprise you.” You said gently, running a hand over his chest horn, causing him to look back at you. “I have a surprise and it’s not what I cooked…I want to be yours.”

He tilted his head, you could see in his eyes that he wanted to comfort you. “But I wanted to prove to myself I was more than just the girl you grew up with.” You said. “I’ve paid attention to everything you’ve liked and disliked over the last two and half years, that’s why I took that cooking for Pokemon class. I wanted to learn how to make more with berries that I could eat too, learn how to make the Poffins you like. I wanted to be more than just the trainer you’d fight for and had been with for so long. I wanted to be someone you could actually rely on…like if I was a Pokemon myself even if I can’t fight for you like you can for me.”

His arms wrapped around you, his lips pressed to yours as he gently moved you towards the kitchen. You didn’t complain as he held you close and helped you move the pots and a tray to your dining table. At the table you grabbed a carving knife and cut into the Bouffalant roast. There was enough for leftovers, you smiled, you wondered if Charlie had noticed you slowly increase the amount of food you were making.

Rice with finely chopped Cheri berries enough to provide a bit of spice, Bouffalant roast, some steamed vegetables with a bit of butter and salt, and lastly a scratch made gravy. It wasn’t fancy but Charlie seemed to enjoy fancy human cooking in small amounts, so you always kept it simple.

Putting roast onto his plate and yours you watched the rest of the food seemingly serve itself. You shook your head, Psychics.

Sitting down beside Charlie you cut a piece of roast and held it up for him, feeding each other had become a habit. Meals at home were slow, sharing with each other, cuddling and talking was something that was different then the time you’d spend snuggled together in bed at night or the morning.

As you two ate you could only feel the warmth between your legs grow, the advice you had gotten from one of the other girls would hopefully not go all to waste.

As you finished you watched as Charlie started to clean the table, but you stood and grabbed his hand. “L-leave it…for now, please?”

He looked at you, confusion on his face. “It’s the surprise I am talking about.”

He followed you a bit obviously filled with curiosity at what you had planned. Entering the bedroom you lifted off your shirt tossing it across the room, then turned around and looked at Charlie. “Take off my skirt.” He sighed. “I’m completely serious.”

He grabbed your skirt, loosening the belt and pulling it down, his hands stopped as he spotted the controller strapped to your thigh, the skirt did not piling around your feet. “Take it off.” You ordered. He looked up at you with a mixture of love and lust in his eyes.

“I’m sorry but I wanted to be ready. I wanted to look into things before we really did anything.” You said, your breath starting to get heavier, he grabbed the tape and pulled it off. You were glad you shaved your legs before taping that to yourself. He pulled the little vibrating bullet from you and tossed it aside, leaving it to buzz quietly against the carpet. You moved now, pressing his back against the side of the bed, left foot going onto the bed as you bent over a bit, caressing his head as your vagina was bared for the first time in front of his face.

“Will you accept me as your mate, will you take my scent?” You asked him, remembering the lines in the email that had been sent to you. Charlie looked up at you meeting your eyes before breaking the gaze he pressed his lips to your nethers. You moaned softly, his tongue was quickly pushing you to a peak, but you forced yourself to push him away before you came. You were panting, he looked hungry. You moved stepping back and around him laying on the bed on your back, your thighs spread. “These lines were what a Gardevoir said to her human boyfriend, she said it was something her mother taught her in the wild. I hoped it would be something you might know the other half to that…” You rolled your hips slightly, your hand sliding to spread your nethers for him, you could feel your own fluids leaking down between your but cheeks. “Maybe I just can’t hear you though. But…I’m as close as a human can be to being in season so…will you claim me, as yours, as your mate, to bring new lives into this world. I shall not hold against you or deny other females that find you so strongly that you draw them to you, but I will be the one who shares your heart.”

The hunger in his red eyes deepened, he climbed onto the bed from the floor, moving between your legs as he pressed his lips to yours, you could feel him pressing his pointed tip against your lip, you wrapped your legs around him, the pointed tip now lined up with your opening dipping in slightly.

Your hands gripped the blankets as he pushed in, he was thick, stretching you in ways that you never felt. He hit something in you that made you gasp, he paused looking down only slightly in you. He wasn’t expecting your legs to buck pulling him in, the sharp sting of pain as he tore past your maidenhead was something you were expecting, but the warmth and pleasure of having him where no male had ever been was quickly wiping away anything negative.

“Fuck me.” You moaned. “Breed me, please.”

He started to thrust, slowly and cautiously.

“Please Charles, please, Just tonight, treat me like a lovely Gardevoir.” You begged, lifting your head, you kissed him. “I want to feel like someone you want to have an egg with.”

He returned the kiss, and finally that dam seemed to break. Charlie’s thrusts became rough, his hands moved to grab your hips as he grunted as he filled you and then pulled back only to thrust in again, your legs wrapped around him allowed you to change the angle his shaft moved in you and instinctual something pushed you to try to get him to hit something in you something that your body craved. Finally his thrust hit it, it felt like something had hit you in the gut stealing the air from your lungs, but you wanted it more and badly. Your walls clenched around him and you realized that you were only barely hearing his own moans over what was coming from your own mouth, moans, begging, pleading with him to fill you, to make you his, to put an egg in you.

But there was a building pressure on your head, you groaned, as he continued to thrust into you, you felt a bit of panic despite expecting this, feeling like someone was driving a truck over your head was still scary. The pressure kept growing and growing you gasped in.

“...ara…La….La-ra! Laura!” I could hear something in my head, as the pressure suddenly stopped. Only for a new pressure as he pressed himself in you to the hilt, the tip of his shaft pressing so deep you couldn’t feel where it was, until you felt the first powerful throb through his shaft, a heat spreading deeper than any human partner would be able to place it, as your handsome, virile and strong Gardevoir mate painted your womb with his seed. You could feel the heat slowly spread as more of the thick liquid pooled in you, shuddering as he pulled back slightly and you felt your depths cramp slightly as it returned to holding itself tightly shut. He kissed you, his tongue pressing in demanding your attention, which you faithfully gave in to and wrapped your arms around his neck.

“You’re beautiful.” His mental voice had a bit of a breathlessness to it. “I think I’m the luckiest Pokemon in the region.”

“Well there’s this couple across the city, a male Persian and his mate Juliana.” You replied, giving him a kiss. “But honestly I don’t think we need to compare ourselves like that.”

You pulled back seeing him look at you eyes wide, his hand slid under your nose coming back red.

“Right, they said that might happen.” You said sheepishly.

“I hurt you…” Charlie said, trying to pull away, but you held tighter. “I…wait. You! You can hear me now!” He exclaimed, you could hear the excitement in your voice. “But you never, I didn’t think you had Psychic powers yourself.”

You shook your head. “It’s not that.” Realizing you had his attention now you reached over and grabbed a tissue from your bedside table to wipe your nose and wipe the blood off his hands. “They said imprinting on your partner wasn’t exactly stable, think of it like turning yourself into a Psychic-Fire type with not having a move that helps.”

“What do you mean ‘they’?” He asked. You reached over and grabbed the pill bottle you had taken earlier.

“These are a fertility drug I’ve been taking for the last two years, it’s why I had all those doctors appointments and meetings you got worried about.” You let him take the bottle and look it over, there wasn’t much labelled anyways, you doubted that he could understand the medical nonsense printed on the label any better than you could. “I was getting cleared to join the trial…and I’ve been taking them every day until the results from some of the earlier girls came back announcing…well…eggs.”

“Eggs?” He asked looking down at where your bodies were still connected, you could feel him throb. “So you take medicine to let you carry eggs and you, suddenly, somehow can support your end of a mental link, this doesn’t make sense.”

You shrugged. “I’m not a doctor, or a professor, or a scientist. I’m just a girl in love who wants to start a partner with her family. I could take you to my next exam but neither of us went to school for everything. The ‘simple’ explanation.” You used a hand to motion the quotations around ‘simple’. “Was that after taking the medication for long enough, then letting my partner mate with me, would result in me absorbing some of your innate energies, not enough to affect you permanently but enough to change me who has none. So don’t expect me to be Drain Kissing you until you pass out in bed.”

He stared blankly before laughing, you could feel him laughing while the voice still echoed musically though your mind. “So, I can talk now?” He said, verbally, his mental voice silent.

“You can, and I can understand every word you say.” You kissed him again.

“So my Human mate is in bed with me, in season, able to carry my eggs, and as close to me as any Pokemon could possibly be?” He asked, returning to his mental voice, you nodded.

He pressed his lips to you again, you could feel him becoming fully erect again despite never having pulled out. “Then I want to feel something that only you and I can ever share this deeply.”

He pressed his horn to your chest, and you smiled as it went ethereal but he moved his chest slightly on the left side as if trying to find something. “Over here Charles.” You reached out and guided him, turning his body to the right, moving the horn a bit closer to the centre left and gasping as for the first time his ethereal horn had ever touched your own heart.

“I don’t remember the words my father taught me, we didn’t really get to see much of him where I was born. I was too young. But I remember how it was supposed to end.” He said quietly.

If opening the link between you two had been like opening a window, then the only way you could describe this would be taking out the window all together. You could feel emotions coming from him, love that made you want to melt into it, joy, a small sliver of envy and resentment, but when you mentally poked at it it crumbled away. “You’re mine now, forever.” He said kissing you again.

Moving he lay beside you, and you cuddled against him, kissing and touching. Feeling how nice and soft you felt from his perspective as his hands ran over you. You found it odd to say the least.

“Happy birthday.” You said softly snuggled against him. “Your weekend is going to be full of work, as your evil mate has decided it’s time for us to be able to have an egg.”

Charles laughed. “I think I can live with your evil plans, how many eggs does my lovely mate desire.”

“How about we see where nature stops us?” You replied letting your legs part as his hand slid up your thigh. “I just know I don’t want to be able to walk by Monday morning.”