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Work was over and I had returned home. After preparing a very quick and rather meager dinner, I went to my living room and made myself comfortable on the couch. I wasn't alone, an umbreon was lying right next to me, just a feet away. He gave me a lazy look and greeted me with a single snort before he turned around and continued staring at the wall. I could've easily reached out and petted him, but he didn't allow me to. We were caretaker and pokémon on paper, meant to be two companions, maybe for life even, but instead we were just two fairly distant roommates.

It all had begun so promisingly. About six months ago, I was finally old enough to take care of my own pokémon and promptly turned my dream into reality. I registered myself as a caretaker applicant and waited for a response from the pokémon distribution office. After some time, I was told that they had found someone for me, and I was given an opportunity to meet my future pokémon at a shelter. His name was Ajax, a beautiful umbreon about as heavy as me and about half my height. When we met, he seemed really eager to join me, he even went so far as to establish a mindlink with me right away. This type of communication allows pokémon, who are usually unable to talk in the ordinary human way, to converse and exchange their thoughts with each other and with humans. While common among pokémon, a pokémon usually doesn't just establish a mindlink with a human until it trusts them. It actually felt like an honor that Ajax deemed me worthy, or so I thought.

The umbreon's backstory was a simple but slightly tragic one. Ajax's previous caretaker had died after a brief but devastating sickness. The umbreon, who worked as a night-shift officer for the city's police force, temporarily stayed at the police station after his caretaker's death. They made sure that he could keep his job, because with his extremely good night vision, his dark coloration and his physical capabilities he was perfect for working at night, patrolling the city and assisting with raids along other police officers, humans and pokémon alike. Eventually he had to be moved to a nearby shelter where he was put up for adoption and where he had to live until someone turned up and finally adopted him. That's where I came into play, as the one who he used as his ticket to freedom. The shelter was a really nice, tidy and professional institution, but due to the lack of funds and manpower, its inhabitants were forced to stay inside for most of the time. At that time, Ajax missed being outside and exploring the city after and before work, he missed being free so much that it became the real and only reason why he accepted me so eagerly and unquestioningly. He was rather large for an umbreon and really well trained, overall he looked quite threatening and his appearance deterred many potential adopters. I, on the other hand, had actively been looking for a bigger and stronger pokémon, a pokémon just like him. I didn't want a small, cutesy pokémon, I wanted one with character and endurance. Those were the reasons that brought us together, and that was the beginning of the nightmare of our coexistence.

The unfortunate realization came afterwards. During the first week, he still actively engaged into conversations with me, but after that his enthusiasm for me faded rapidly. Ajax continued his work as usual and enjoyed his regained freedom to the fullest. He basically was only at home when he either had to eat or sleep, at any other time he was nowhere to be found. With his reversed biorhythm, he slept in the morning, ate his breakfast while I had my dinner and ate his dinner while I had my breakfast. At least he showed a little bit of gratitude now and then, a whispered "Thank you" or a grumbled "I owe you" meant a lot when it came from him. Nevertheless I felt betrayed, I had been looking forward to building a friendship and bond with him, I had even refurnished the small closet in my apartment so he had his own bedroom. Instead, I was rewarded with ignorance and gloomy glances. The only tangible reward I received was his salary as a police officer. I got to rake in most of his pay if I accepted to set some of it aside and pay for all his needs. Even after all the expenses, the money I received from taking care of a pokémon that didn't actually want or need to be taken care of was almost as much as my own salary as librarian. Sadly, all the money in the world couldn't fix the disappointment I felt every day I coexisted with Ajax. At times I thought that the death of his previous caretaker still affected his mood, but even after six months the situation hadn't improved and he was as distant as ever. I had hoped for so much more, but I also didn't want to hurt him and admit my own inability by giving him away. This is basically how we ended up in our current situation, a boring and quiet coexistence.

Just when I picked up my book to continue reading, the umbreon male got up. He slowly trotted through the room and exited with a mumbled "G'night". His shift began in about an hour, and Ajax left already, although the police station was only minutes away. Things like this made me wonder if he just ignored me or if he actually disliked me. I only saw another swish of his long black tail before he ultimately escaped into the night. I was alone again, like so many times before, and I felt his contempt for me like a thorn in my heart. Ajax was such a handsome, sleek umbreon, I absolutely loved his appearance, but I hated the personality resting behind those big, purple eyes. With a heavy sigh I opened my book and tried to distract myself with some written fiction, with something other than drab, miserable reality.

I eventually went to sleep and woke up the next morning. Ajax sat in the kitchen and had prepared himself a simple meal with the help of his nutrient dispenser. I had actually tried to cook him some proper dinner a few times, but he had either eaten it without any reaction or simply refused it. Then and to this day, he was fully content with eating the always same mixture of slop the dispenser ejected. He never complained and he never asked for anything else. Financially speaking, this kind of behavior was really profitable. The feed I filled into the dispenser was a mass product, dirt cheap and available in insurmountable quantities. It contained all the necessary ingredients and nutrients to keep Ajax healthy, and there was no risk that he would develop deficiencies. However, I had taken the liberty of sampling his food and it tasted absolutely terrible. Sure, maybe his perception was different and maybe he liked it, but the lack of any emotions told me that he just didn't care.

"Good morning, Ajax.", I greeted him. The umbreon gave me a brief nod and continued to noisily feed on his mixture. I didn't even try to initiate any conversation with him. Talking about his work usually ended with me asking him questions and he either nodded or shook his head, and I only ever tried to talk to him once about what he did after or before work. I had asked him three times without getting a reaction, the fourth time he angrily snarled at me that I should stop asking. I never asked again. After we both finished our meals, I got dressed and went to work while the pokémon disappeared into his little bedroom. Today was a shorter day at work, but I knew I wouldn't get to see Ajax before dinner. Before I adopted him, I enjoyed the extra free time, now I was just sitting alone at home, struggling with myself and everything.

Well, it turned out that I was actually in for a surprise today. When I returned in the afternoon, I saw that he had been home for lunch, there were crumbs scattered all over the kitchen floor. I let out a slightly annoyed and equally disappointed sigh, he had been much messier than usual. So I armed myself with a broom and a dustpan and wanted to clean up. By chance I walked past the door to my bedroom and noticed that it was slightly open. Strange noises were emerging from inside, and for a moment I panicked because I suspected that it were burglars who were making these noises. Then I remembered that it was the middle of the day and there hadn't been any break-ins in my neighborhood for two years. Finally I realized that it could be Ajax who was causing the noise.

After I calmed down from my near heart attack, I carefully pushed the door open far enough that I could peek inside. The shutters were partially closed, and it took my eyes a moment to adjust to the dim lighting. Something sat on my bed, big and black, and it moved. Very gently I opened the door completely and sneaked closer. Finally I recognized the umbreon, but what was he doing in my room? He usually never set a foot in this place and avoided it like the plague. Then the realization hit me hard and I understood what he was doing on my bed, why he was making rather unfamiliar noises. I didn't know why it was happening now and why he had to do it in my room, but apparently the pokémon needed to take care of pent-up lust and used my pillow to relieve himself. Ajax grunted obscenely while he humped the pillow with feral lust.

At first I was stunned and speechless, then the rage kicked in and I yelled at him: "Ajax, what are you doing? Fucking hell!" The umbreon cried out in surprise, jumped up and almost fell off the bed. Deafened by his urges he hadn't heard me enter, and my sudden outburst took him completely by surprise. I continued to scream at him, wildly gesticulating with burning anger: "How dare you! Get the fuck out of my room! Go into your own room and fuck your own pillow! Or just fuck off entirely! I mean, why are you even here? You're never here at that time of the day. Leave!" For the first time since our first encounter at the shelter I saw him react in a way other than utter indifference. Ajax looked at me with a mixture of fear, shame and despair. He tucked his tail between his legs and hurried out of my bedroom, heeded my rage-driven advice and subsequently left the apartment altogether.

It lasted about half an hour, but my anger finally subsided. My breathing rate and heartbeat normalized and I started thinking clearly again. Time to examine the consequences of the pokémon's actions. I opened the shutters and flooded the room with light, then I walked over to my bed and inspected the damage. There was a distinct wet spot on the sheets and a significantly larger one on my pillow. Luckily the fabric was still intact, albeit slightly scuffed by the male's horny assault. I curiously sniffed at the damp spot and immediately regretted it. It smelled strong and pungent, like a much more intense, worse version of the umbreon's natural scent. I definitely had to wash everything and change the sheets on my bed because I didn't want to sleep on a pillow soaked with Ajax's smell.

At least it gave me something to do and kept me busy. While I was at it, I seized the opportunity to clean up a little more. I vacuumed the entire apartment, cleaned the bathroom and changed the sheets on Ajax's bed. However, every few minutes the scene of him humping the pillow popped into my mind. Maybe this was my brain's way of dealing with this strange surprise, and I didn't worry about it much more. At some point the evening dawned and I had dinner. The umbreon didn't return, but I was still too upset to worry. He also didn't return the day after, but because the police department didn't call me, I knew that Ajax had shown up at work. Then, more than a day later, he finally came back and pretended that nothing had ever happened. He only apologized with a single word when he saw me again for the first time since his disappearance.

Personally, I wished that everything would be normal again, but that one moment had changed me in a way I hadn't expected. Every once in a while I remembered the incident in all its glory. I remembered his complete surprise and, oddly enough, what the umbreon had looked like when he jumped off my bed and ran away. Never before had I paid much attention to a pokémon's genitals. They usually wore no clothing and lived their lives stark naked, presenting their sheaths, slits and genitals without shame or restraint. It was perfectly natural and nobody cared. However, I just couldn't get the picture of Ajax's cock out of my head. It almost seemed as if my brain actively reminded and tormented me with the sight of his bright red, fully engorged prick.

Pokémon had sex, that was nothing new for me. In this world, it was even common and allowed for pokémon and humans to have sex with each other. However, I never even gave a single thought to this fact, I simply didn't care. Until now. That one fateful moment had changed me, scarred me and cursed me with a forever twisted view of Ajax. It wasn't just random flashbacks that constantly invaded my mind, but even his mere presence made me think about that moment.When I looked at him now, I noticed things I had never noticed before. I caught myself admiring his athletic, muscular body, his shimmering black fur, his beautiful albeit perpetually sad eyes, his short snout, his long, slender ears and his voluminous, elegant tail. And this wasn't all, because I now also actively stared at his sheath, the origin of his manhood, his big, plump balls and even his asshole. Again and again I asked myself what was wrong with me. Did I develop lustful feelings for a creature that didn't even allow me to pet it? Now not only his absence tormented me, but his presence as well.

A couple of days passed like this. I was trapped in an endless cycle of crushing disappointment, desperation and inexplicable desire. When Ajax was away, I felt left alone, and when he was close, I was completely enthralled by his appearance and constantly struggled with my confused feelings. I didn't know what I should do, any option I had sounded terrible. I didn't want to approach him about this issue, an almost certain rejection would completely wreck my shaken confidence. I also didn't want to give him away, it just didn't seem fair to him, and my strange but strong new feelings prevented me from even thinking about this option. Finally, leaving everything as it was was unfortunately not a solution either, because it was already taking a harsh toll on my psyche.

Then, about two weeks after the first incident, the same thing repeated itself. I came home from work early, the umbreon had made a mess in the kitchen again, and I was greeted by the same lewd noises from my bedroom. Only my reaction was completely different now. All the pent-up emotions were unleashed, not in a fit of rage and fury, but in a surprisingly silent, albeit somewhat awkward, interaction.

Once again Ajax stood on my bed, panting incessantly and furiously pounding my helpless pillow. I entered the room with much more noise, breathing heavily as I walked towards the humping umbreon. This time he heard me and immediately jumped up and around with a distressed whimper. We looked at each other for a silent moment and assessed what the other might be thinking. The pokémon had automatically assumed a fearful stance with his tail tucked between his legs, ready to run off and away. However, I remained standing in the doorway and blocked his only way out. My thoughts were jumbled and I felt extremely hot all of a sudden.

With a very shaky but gentle voice I asked him: "Hey, Ajax. Tell me, why are you doing this? Why here in my room? I'm curious because you usually avoid my room more than anything else." The umbreon panted rapidly and was frantically looking for a way to escape this unfortunate situation. His eyes flicked around and he began to run around the room, seeking an opening in my blockade. Meanwhile, his gait gave me an excellent view of his large, throbbing erection. Now that my mind was prepared for it, it soaked up the sight of his cock like a sponge. The gentle taper, the intense coloration only interrupted by countless narrow veins, the already halfway inflated knot. I didn't know what a knot was yet, but it looked really fascinating.

The lack of a vociferous reprimand and my brazen, lustful glare told the pokémon that I wasn't looking for confrontation. He slowly relaxed and finally sat down on the floor, about six feet away from me. I repeated my question: "Please, why are you doing this in my bedroom? What does this room have that no other room has?" Ajax looked at me with a blank stare, and he didn't move at all. We just stayed perfectly still for about ten minutes until the umbreon explained: 'I don't know. The urge, it just overcame me and I couldn't control myself. I am really sorry about this. You agreed not to bother me, but at the same time I cannot keep my part of the deal.' This was actually the most he had ever spoken to me in one go.

Overcome by my strange desire for him, I then asked: "You know, why don't you just continue doing what you were doing? If it's that important to you, I won't stop you." He was visibly surprised by my brazen offer. My question was born from the part inside of me that caused all these weird and confusing feelings, from the part that wanted me to watch him hump my pillow. I didn't know why, but the idea turned me on without end. Was I really that depraved? Ajax finally realized that I wasn't joking. He got fidgety and nervously inquired: 'Are you for real?' I nodded vigorously: "Please. And may I watch you? I mean, you wouldn't mind, would you?" The pokémon was really uncomfortable right now, his face a grimace of uneasiness.

He never took me up on my offer. After thirty more minutes of awkwardly staring at each other, my surge of inexplicable arousal faded and turned into bitter disappointment. He didn't want do it, a part of my brain rejoiced, another was devastated. At least I was rewarded with the sight of his handsome, elegant body and swollen, glistening dick for thirty minutes. I stepped aside and allowed him to leave. This time he didn't run away, but he didn't speak a single word and avoided looking at me the next evening and the following days.

In the end, there was actually one thing I got from this awkward exchange that helped me settle my burning desire for the umbreon. This time I didn't bother to change the sheets and slept with the moist side facing my face. Every time I inhaled, I was rewarded with a new load of his scent. What had felt repugnant the first time, now felt incredibly arousing. So much so that I changed the sheets anyway, because my constant arousal kept me from falling asleep.

What was wrong with me?

There were no further incidents in the following weeks, and my mind seemed to have finally let go of this strange lust for Ajax. However, I was still much more sexually excitable than ever before. After being rejected by the umbreon, I turned to other means to satisfy my newfound desire for sex and pokémon. Fortunately, there was plenty of suggestive and explicit material on the internet to satisfy my urges. To be honest, it was addictive, relentlessly pulled me in deeper and deeper and finally pushed me to order a dildo in the form of a pokémon penis online. I already owned a normal sex toy that I used from time to time, so I wasn't completely inexperienced in handling them. One dildo became two, and inevitably even more. I started with a rather small size, but gradually trained with bigger and bigger toys. Eventually I comfortably took a canine-shaped, tapered cock that was just as big as Ajax's.

Obviously, I tried to hide my growing collection from my roommate. I didn't want to confuse the umbreon even more with my newfound sexual enthusiasm for pokémon. Granted, I got a little paranoid about it and even bought a second lock for the drawer that contained my many new sex toys. On the bright side, my mood had improved a lot now that I had found a way to unleash and drain my frustration, basically turning it into insatiable horniness. I finally didn't care anymore that Ajax ignored and disregarded me.

However, just like the first incident had inevitably changed me, the second one inevitably changed the umbreon. Unbeknownst to me, he experienced a chaos of emotions that was quite similar to mine. One fateful day I forgot to lock my drawer after using one of my toys, and was even negligent enough to leave it slightly ajar. Just the perfect target for a curious creature snooping around where it shouldn't be. Not that I cared whether Ajax went into my room or not, although it was the only way he could find out about my naughty secret.

When I came home that day, I was greeted by a sight that was both shocking and incredibly arousing. As I entered my bedroom, I found Ajax lying there, lolling in my bed with the greatest naturalness. He didn't look like he had abused my poor pillow again, but he was fully erect and showed off his glowing shaft with a perceptible pride. After I recovered from my initial surprise, I noticed that he had pulled open my toy drawer and carried each of my dildos to the bed. Most of them were scattered around him, but he was holding a very special one in his paws. It was the canine one, which had the same shape and dimensions as his own cock, and now that he held it right next to it, I realized just how similar they were. And how much better the real, living thing looked compared to the silicone replication.

This comparison alone was enough to rekindle my interest in the handsome umbreon. None of us uttered a single word, we just stared at each other with lewd gazes. I realized that Ajax had changed, just as I had before, he had never looked at me with such unbridled passion before. Honestly, he usually didn't even look at me at all. "Hey, Ajax. Um, it looks like you found my stash.", I greeted him nervously. The pokémon took a deep breath and replied: 'Hey. I didn't know you had this kind of stuff. So, you really, really like pokémon?' I nodded timidly. 'So you weren't on drugs last time?' "What? No!", I blurted out indignantly. 'Tell me, do you like me?', he asked further. This question got me thinking for a while. During my recent fall down the rabbit hole of human-pokémon sexuality I had become much more open to the idea of it. When I looked at him and gauged the reaction of my body, I realized that his appearance turned me on, stimulated me. What had initially been a confusing mess of feelings had now crystallized into the certainty that I was horny for him. At the same time, however, I still resented his dismissive, unapproachable personality. In the last weeks it had gotten even worse, this was the first time in days that we talked to each other.

"I can't tell you a definitive answer until you answer the same question. Like, you never showed any sign that you like me, and it always felt like you were just tolerating me as a necessary evil on your path to freedom. So, do you like me now, Ajax?", I asked him bluntly. This was the decisive moment, now it was decided whether everything would break apart or finally get an opportunity to heal. Ajax knew this as well as I did and swallowed nervously. "Please, explain to me, why did you treat me like I didn't exist?", I added emotionally. I momentarily forgot about my lewd desires, this was more important. I was about to end my nightmare with the umbreon, one way or another.

'I am sorry for everything.', Ajax whispered in my mind. Then he began to burst into tears, the last thing I expected from him. The male rolled over, buried his face in my pillow and drenched it with his tears. Looks like it got wet after all. Regardless of how heartbreakingly the creature cowering in my bed cried, I was reluctant to approach him or even say anything. He had apologized, but for what? I still didn't know whether he liked me or not, and this was the only deciding factor. Then he spoke the magic words and answered my initial question: 'Sven, I like you, I love you! I just... wasn't ready!'

This convinced me enough to approach him and try to comfort him. I instinctively put my hand on his back and affectionately rubbed his dark fur. I had to keep myself from cheering with joy, he felt just as wonderful as I had imagined! Only now I remembered that he didn't want me to touch him. Then again, he hadn't complained yet. Was he finally fine with it? "Is- is it okay if I do this?", I asked him timidly. 'Please, more.', the weeping umbreon insisted. So I tenderly stroked his pelt and didn't stop until he finally calmed down. It didn't take a few minutes, but an entire hour until Ajax had pulled himself together enough to stop sobbing and start forming clear, coherent sentences again. And now he spelled out the reasons behind his actions, told me everything.

'Where do I begin? Maybe I should tell you about my previous caretaker, because everything has to do with him.', Ajax explained, 'He was a lot like you, actually, and my love for him knows no bounds. I still love him for all he did for me and with me. And that's the issue, that's all there is to my admittedly unreasonable behavior. You, Sven, remind me of him, because he looked like you, he sounded like you, he laughed like you and he even smelled like you. Every second you are near me, his spirit haunts me. Oh, Lars, why did you have to leave me?' Then he became silent and tears welled up in his eyes again. This explained why he had never been able to overcome the grief for his old caretaker.

Very softly I asked: "So, will you leave then? I mean, I won't change my appearance, so I'll probably always remind you of him." Ajax abruptly raised his head and gave me a distressed look. 'No! What I said... that I like you... I mean it! I was just afraid of losing him if I accepted you. Your similarities, I feared that I would forget Lars, that my memories of you and him would blur together and he'd be gone forever. In hindsight, that sounds stupid. I will never forget him! And I have to stop with this stupid sulking! After all he did, he doesn't deserve that I devolve to such a mess!' The emotions grew strong in the pokémon. For months he had suppressed them, lived in a similarly cruel torture as I did.

"Ajax?" 'Yes, Sven?' "Back when we met for the first time. You saw me, you have surely recognized my similarities with your previous caretaker. Why did you still choose me?" The umbreon giggled nervously: 'The two things that were most important to me were my beloved Lars and the feeling of freedom, roaming the lands and exploring the city. With him gone, I just wanted to run away as far as I could, but they put me in a shelter and forced me to stay, to think for countless hours, to remember him again and again, forever. I admit I didn't see you as a new caretaker, but only as a means to escape this dreadful enclosure. When I finally realized that you were exactly like Lars, it was already too late.' "And why didn't you tell me?"

The umbreon stared at me in a daze, sat there motionless for an eternity until he finally replied. Whatever he had just thought about, he sounded even more tired than before: 'I didn't want to bother you with my stupid problems. I mean, it's not your fault that you look like Lars! I didn't want to leave either, put us both in a bad light. There is a second reason why I chose you. I was going crazy in the shelter and the others started to notice. I don't know how long they would've kept me. I was afraid that I would lose my job, the only thing I still enjoy, and end up in another place for rehabilitation. I didn't want to become a wreck. You were the straw to which I clung with my last bit of hope. And I also don't want to make you look bad. I've always noticed your enthusiasm for pokémon. Had I rejected you, you would've been found less suitable as a caretaker. I didn't want to hurt you like that. I never wanted to hurt you! When I hurt you, it felt to me like hurting Lars. But with everything I've done, I've only made it worse for both of us.'

Ajax finished his explanation with a deep sigh and closed his eyes. 'Sven, can you forgive me?' I thought about it long and hard. Although he had made his case clear, he had still been an asshole to me and had crushed my dreams for many months. But finally there was some light on the horizon, the emotional drought and storm were almost over, and I wanted to put an end to this. Ajax wanted to stay, I wasn't quite sure how I should feel about it, but definitely better than before. "Ajax, will you be my friend?", I asked awkwardly. The umbreon opened his big eyes and gave me a look of genuine surprise. "I don't want us to live together like this anymore. I still want to have a pokémon just like you, maybe even more than ever." 'After all I've done to you?' "Either this or you have to leave. I simply cannot take this situation any longer!"

'Yes, I would love to be your friend.', the pokémon whispered. Then he shakily stood up and pressed his head against my chest, nuzzled me for the first time ever. He gently pushed me over and lay down on my body. My heart beat faster, I was stunned. Was it finally over? Reluctantly, I put my hands on his trembling body and gave him a hug. The umbreon started purring in my embrace and the tortured grimace on his face made way for a deeply contented smile. This was the first time Ajax smiled like this, there was no mischief or selfishness, only pure, genuine satisfaction. It felt all fuzzy inside and I hugged him harder, even gave him a quick kiss on the forehead.

The spell was broken, the gloomy umbreon had made peace with himself. I also felt my mind come to rest. All the days, weeks and months of terrible disappointment and awkward, painful tension faded into a distant memory. We were still surrounded by a multitude of colorful sex toys, but sexual gratification was secondary. We had found each other and I felt better than ever before. For the first time, I felt like a real caretaker with a real pokémon to take care of. We shared an hour of silent, wordless cuddling and deep satisfaction. The emotional discharge had drained the poor umbreon, and he ultimately fell asleep while still lying on me. With his heavy body pinning me down, I made myself as comfortable as possible and dozed off as well.

I didn't find much rest with Ajax lying on my chest. However, he had no trouble sleeping, and since I didn't want to wake him up, I just stayed perfectly still and let my thoughts wander a little. About an hour had passed since the most decisive moment in my live. Just a day ago he had treated me like hot air. Now, after revealing all the problems and troubles that drove us, we were finally on the way to becoming friends. I wondered what we would do now that we understood each other better.

Eventually Ajax woke up, and he panicked immediately. He jumped up and clumsily stumbled out of my bed, falling over his four legs while trying to storm out of the room. "Hey, Ajax, wait! Where are you going?" The pokémon turned around and gave me a panicked look: 'I have to go to work! My shift begins in two minutes!' I looked at the clock and realized that he was right. I had completely forgotten about his job during our emotional conversation and the subsequent aftermath. Then I suddenly had an idea and yelled at the frenzied umbreon: "Hey, you know what? Why don't you take a day off? I don't think you've ever taken a single day off since I got you. That can't be healthy, right?" Ajax had already stormed out of the room and I heard him making noises in the entrance area. I almost expected to hear the door open and close next, but instead he came back to my room. With an expression somewhere between curiosity, guilt and joy, he asked me: 'Sure, but what do you want to do?' I folded my hands and gave him a lusty grin while I sat in the mess of countless sex toys. "I want to continue where we stopped before you had your emotional breakdown."

Ajax looked at me in utter bewilderment, then he remembered what he had originally planned. 'And what would that be?' "You told me that you like me, love me even, and you welcomed me lying on my bed with a raging erection. After humping my pillow twice before that. I like you, and I've learned to see pokémon in a more sexual way. Ah, shit, it's so difficult to put this into words. Ajax, after all that has happened, good or bad, I want to finally become your caretaker!", I stammered nervously, "And... maybe have sex with you?" The umbreon gave me a sassy grin and walked towards me. He lay down beside me and rolled over, baring his underbelly and his sheath. His beautiful, crimson prick was already half erect and I immediately felt my arousal rise again. 'Is this what you want?', the pokémon male asked me lasciviously. I nodded and stared at his slowly emerging cock.

'Please, help yourself.', he purred and patiently awaited my next move. I wasn't quite prepared for this moment, I never thought this would ever happen. I nervously swallowed and bent over his belly. His masculine, very distinct scent engulfed me and stimulated my depraved brain even more. I still didn't dare touch his softly throbbing member, but I gave it a deep sniff. 'Touch it.', Ajax demanded gently and I coyly wrapped my hand around his shaft. It was very warm and slightly moist, and the mere experience of holding it made my mind explode with joy and excitement. After training with my artificial replica for so long, I finally got to do the same with the real thing. My overly shy strokes swiftly grew faster and more passionate, and the umbreon rewarded me with a relieved sigh. 'This already feels so much better than a stupid pillow.', he groaned. Now that his tough, uncaring outer shell had cracked, he sounded much friendlier, and made my reservations about him disappear completely.

With every second that passed, my reluctance melted away and I embraced my newfound friend and companion with increasing ardor. I added a second hand to his prick and jerked him off with relish. Then I finally moved my head closer to his swollen maleness, there was barely an inch between his meat and my lips anymore. "Ajax?", I whispered breathless with arousal. 'Go on.' I slowly opened my mouth, pushed out my tongue and touched his crimson shaft with the very tip. Unsurprisingly enough, it tasted salty and sweaty, mixed with his natural, strong scent. A mixture that was so much more delicious than the bland, industrial taste of a dildo. No matter how lifelike it looked, it could never compare to the original. Gripped by its flavor, I greedily indulged his rod and my licks grew more lavish and passionate, simple licks turned into an all-out tongue wash. Ajax looked at me with burning pleasure in his large, purple eyes, he was at least as aroused as I was.

After cleaning his sizable cock from its wonderful flavor, I moved on to putting into practice what I had trained with my toys before. I grabbed his shaft at its base and wrapped my lips around the tapered tip. I pushed further and felt his pulsating meat slide over my tongue deeper and deeper into my mouth. At some point his dick hit my palate and made me gag a little, but I had prepared for that as well. With endless determination, I pushed even further, and deep-throated the umbreon on my first attempt, but didn't quite manage his entire size yet. The pokémon absolutely loved it and started grunting and groaning. His lewd cries of pleasure only became louder and hotter when I bobbed my head and gave him a passionate blowjob.

Ajax gave me a soft pat on the head and whispered: 'Hey, Sven. Would you mind turning around and dropping your pants so I can have a taste of you too?' I looked up, my eyes hazy with lust, and nodded absentmindedly. I clumsily removed my pants and my underwear, tossed them across the room, shuffled around and climbed onto the quadruped. He immediately put his paws on my butt and pressed his snout against my ass. I heard him inhale my scent with a greedy snort, felt his cold, wet nose at my pucker and then his much warmer tongue brush over my perineum. He wetly caressed my testicles, one by one, moved on to my asshole and firmly thrust his muscle deep inside me. I groaned softly, this was soo much better than a toy!

'Hey, don't forget me!', Ajax snickered and wagged his rump, enticingly waving his glistening, tapered rod. I obeyed his request, arched over and continued to suck him off. In my new position I had a beautiful view of his nuts. They were so close that I couldn't help but reach out and give them a grope. I wondered how much sperm these potent, fuzzy orbs were holding, and I worked a little harder to eventually get Ajax off and find out. Together in a tight embrace, grunting and huffing, we pleasured each other. I never lost focus on the umbreon's shaft, gave it everything I could give, and he returned the favor with a heavenly rimjob, eagerly tonguing my ass with wet, obscene slurps.

Ajax eventually decided that my ass had received enough of his naughty love and he diverted his attention to my cock. He curled his tongue around my nuts, washed over them with plenty of saliva and then wrapped his nimble muscle around the base of my shaft. His strokes were urging, he tugged on me and I eventually got his hint. I moved back a little and allowed the umbreon to extend his affection to my entire shaft. I felt his warm muzzle engulf my member, and his tongue playfully jerked me off. Overwhelmed by this wholly new situation I lost myself for a moment and instinctively thrust into the source of this incredible pleasure. I sank my dick into the pokémon's muzzle and fucked him with shaky, needy strokes. He was surprised by my sudden initiative: 'Hey there, watch what you're doing!' The realization about my actions struck me and I wheezed an apology: "Sorry, it just feels so good!" However, I couldn't get myself to stop and gave his muzzle three more thrusts until I came. I squirted my semen straight into his gullet, rejoicing with an excited, almost girlish squeak. Ajax received my little load with a displeased grunt, but he swallowed it nonetheless. 'Give me a warning next time, alright?', he complained. "Sorry, sorry!", I apologized profusely. My orgasm rapidly faded and the post-climactic clarity made me feel a little ashamed of myself. The umbreon seemed to notice my distress and added warmly: 'No harm done, but could you please carry on? I feel a little left out.' I nodded hastily and went back to suck his dick.

The act felt much less exciting without the lust driving me, but I owed him, especially after I brazenly nutted into his muzzle. Ajax's grunts became lewder, his breath became faster and his heartbeat quickened. His agitation made his fur shimmer with sweat and his smell was noticeably stronger and pungent. Now he was getting close as well. I watched with awe as the base of his big, tapered cock began to swell, and then he came. His sperm blasted into my mouth and quickly filled me up, I tried to swallow it, but ended up snorting and spitting out most of it. I had only ever tasted my own cum before, and the umbreon's seed was much stronger, muskier and tangier, its taste rapidly coated my entire oral cavity, heavily rested on my taste buds and was flushed through my nose. It should've been gross, but instead, it stimulated me and even helped me overcome my post-climax low and become erect again. By now the base of his prick had swollen into a massive bulb. It looked similar to the one on my dildo, but it was much bigger. I was glad that I couldn't take him completely yet, because the thought of this thing swelling inside my mouth and tying with it was terrifying.

The pokémon's ejaculation lasted a lot longer than mine, and his body pumped out significantly more jizz as well. 'Thank you so much for this, Sven. I needed that!', Ajax purred, 'It's been so long since my last time with Lars.' I finally removed myself from his member and turned around to embrace him. "Oh, Ajax, this was great.", I replied elatedly. I hugged my new friend and eagerly rubbed his belly. The umbreon was delighted and enjoyed the treatment with a sonorous purr. After basking in the afterglow for a few minutes, he looked at me and cooed lasciviously: 'Say, are you ready to take this a little further? With all these toys you've got, care to experience a real male?' I returned his look and nodded coyly.

I revealed with a nervous smile: "But be careful, okay? You know, I've never done this before." Ajax nodded and snickered: 'I know. I'm your first pokémon, right?' I shook my head, even though it was technically correct, it wasn't what I meant to imply. "No, yes, I mean... you're my first one ever. Like, I'm a virgin." He gasped and was stunned. 'You mean, this is your first time ever? And you share it with me? After everything that happened?' I gave no reply, at least not verbally. My own revelation overwhelmed me with even more emotions. I grabbed Ajax and desperately pressed my lips onto his muzzle. In hindsight, it was funny that we had our first kiss after sucking each other off. The umbreon recovered from his surprise and keenly welcomed my kiss. He was much more skilled at it, I could tell by the vigorous motions of his tongue, it wasn't the first time he did this.

Finally we broke the kiss and Ajax gave me a tender smile: 'So, how do you want to do this?' I thought about it and recalled all the videos I had watched about this. I eagerly went on all fours and asked: "I mean, they usually do it like this, right?" The umbreon began to laugh: 'That's one possibility, but why not try something more intimate? Turn on your back, so we can look at each other while doing it. Wouldn't that be much better?' While I pondered about his suggestion and finally came to the same conclusion, he carried away all of the sex toys, only to return with my bottle of lube. He dropped it next to me and looked at me encouragingly. "Thanks.", I whispered and did everything the same way as if I was preparing myself for a toy.

I removed my shirt, the last piece of clothing I was still wearing, and just lay on my back, completely naked and exposed. The black pokémon approached me, lust sparkled in his eyes and he looked just as excited as I. My heart beat faster as he slowly stepped to my rump, climbed over my hips and ever further until the tip of his tapered cock bumped against my inner thigh. I could feel his hot shaft throb at my leg, smear its pre over my skin, I could feel his short, black fur brush over my belly and torso, teasingly caress my swollen shaft, I could sense his enthusiasm even more now that his face was only a foot away from mine. He sensually licked across my skin, brushed over my exposed chest and everything began to prickle, I groaned excitedly and my skin formed goosebumps. 'How do you feel?', he whispered softly. I had trouble breathing from overexcitement and stammered breathlessly: "Like never before."

A particularly elated whoop escaped my lips when I finally felt his dick smack into my butt. 'Are you ready, Sven?', Ajax asked me gently. I swallowed and gave him a shaky nod. "I have taken bigger ones.", I told him, also reassuring myself with my own words. He could've taken offense for me mocking his size, but he whispered understandingly: 'Size is only one aspect. How you use it is often more important. However, I will be really gentle as this is your first time with a real person. And our first time together. Let's make this memorable enough so that we forget ourselves and everything else, yes?'

The moment before the inevitable penetration was the most exhilarating moment I ever experienced. Unlike with my toys, I wasn't in direct control anymore, it could and would happen without my help. I was absolutely sure that he would stop at my word, but I didn't want to stop him. Using all of my experience I had collected with my toys I braced myself and avoided the worst thing I could do right now, which was to pucker up from all the stressful anticipation. My mind was now only focused on Ajax's next action. I felt his muscles tense when he crawled a little further and shivered when his cock finally met my asshole. Its narrow tip shallowly penetrated my sphincter, still not enough to be noticeable in the insane flood of emotions I was working through, but the subsequent thrust overshadowed everything.

In principle I knew what to expect, it should feel like the toy replica, but warm and alive. He slid it in with little effort, aided by its very advantageous shape, gently spread my quivering pucker and filled my rectum with his throbbing meat. I rejoiced with a long, lewd moan, all the imagination and anticipation didn't compare to the actual sensation of a real dick. Ajax kept pushing and slowly shafted two thirds of his tool before he came to rest with a lascivious sigh. 'Oh, how I missed this.' He realigned his feet and arched his back, getting into a more comfortable position to fuck me instead of just letting his meat rest inside me. Then, very slowly and tenderly, but still imbued with all his passion and energy, he began to move, mounting me in a position that was unusual for his kind, but for other reasons incredibly rewarding.

The umbreon quickly lost himself in the immensely rewarding rhythm of sex, and his thrusts sped up with every second. It was never too fast for me, he always maintained just the right pace to make me groan and sigh with pleasure. In my exuberance I grabbed his head and pulled myself closer to him. We looked at each other with lust-filled eyes, for the first time I could read Ajax's mind from his shining, big orbs, and we didn't speak a single word when we moved our faces together to embrace each other in another kiss. Our lips met, my mouth on his muzzle, and we exchanged our mutual joy in this deep, wonderful kiss. My experience was limited, but I learned quickly under Ajax's wonderfully gentle guidance.

The powerful, incessant rocking of his hips, the subtle sensation of his fur on my skin, the smell of his sweat-laced scent and his eager kiss made for a potent mixture that enraptured me wholly and really made me forget about all troubles and worries. I gently stroked his body, felt it working while he bred me with horny vigor. This was so much better than anything I had ever imagined, and sadly it didn't take me very long to reach my climax. I pulled myself free from our kiss and uttered an ecstatic, drawn-out groan that lasted through my entire orgasm. My muscles tensed up and my sphincter convulsed around Ajax's relentlessly thrusting dick, making the tight orifice feel even more enjoyable to him.

I returned from my orgasmic high with a relishing sigh, and I just couldn't stop grinning. Usually, the post-climactic low hit me like a hammer and mercilessly squashed my pleasure, but not this time. I just kept floating along on a cloud of glowing pleasure, carried by the umbreon's unwavering, passionate thrusts. His pace was still rising steadily, he was finally approaching the breeding speeds I expected from him after all the videos I had seen. Then he asked me with piercing clarity: 'Sven, do you feel ready to take my knot?' I wheezed with greedy affirmation: "Please, knot me! I want every bit of you!"

Moments later the pokémon drove his cock deep into my ass, I felt the base of it swell and inflate inside me. He hadn't done this one moment too late, because once inside, his knot blew up within mere seconds, sealing my sphincter with throbbing, crimson meat and stretching me wider than ever before. The umbreon came with a lustful growl and I felt his hot seed running through my bowels. He had done it, we had done it! I gave him a tight hug and pressed him against my chest. More and more of his semen filled me, and it never really stopped running for several minutes. The heated romp had culminated in this moment, now the male slowly collapsed into a calmer state of mind and joined me, basking with me in the soft afterglow of our actions. "This was the best thing ever.", I whispered, "Thank you, Ajax." The umbreon looked at me, his dreamy gaze piercing right through me into my mind, and replied with a deeply content smile: 'Thank you, Sven, for finally helping me to overcome my grief. Without you I would still be sulking.'

We seized the time in which Ajax's knot was still to big to be pulled out to enjoy each other's company a little more, no more words were spoken, and we only cuddled, kissed and caressed each other. Then the umbreon gasped in shock: 'Hey, did we ever tell my boss that I'm not gonna come today?' "Yeah, right. I should probably call him now.", I replied. We could easily have waited a few more minutes and his knot would've deflated and given me free, but the sudden surprise impeded our ability to think straight. In the end, I crawled over to the living room and got the telephone while he was still tied to me.

I dialed the number of the police department and was greeted by a friendly female voice. "Good evening. You're Sven, the caretaker of officer Ajax, correct?", she spoke as if she had expected my call already. "Yes, that's correct.", I replied and briskly explained our current situation in innocuous terms, basically rattling off phrases I used at work every other day, "I and Ajax had a conversation this afternoon. He kindly asks you to give him a day off and apologizes for the inconvenience caused by the delayed communication." I heard laughter from both sides of the line, Ajax and the woman on the other end were audibly delighted by my wording. "That's alright. I think officer Ajax deserves a day off after more than half a year of immaculate duty. Tell me, if this isn't too personal a question, is he okay? Because he's been really down the last couple of days." I looked at Ajax, he had heard everything and gave me a wide smile: 'You can tell her that I feel much better now.' "Yes, he's okay. He feels a lot better.", I spoke into the phone. The woman on the other end reacted with a relieved chuckle and said: "Wonderful. I think that's all I need to know. Thanks for taking your time and calling us, have a good evening, sir." The call ended with a brief click and we were on our own again.

During the call, Ajax's cock had finally softened and he pulled it out after giving it a few firm tugs. I tried to get up and walk back to my room, but my legs were still weakened from before and simply refused to do their job, forcing me to crawl instead. I moved back to my bed, apparently the most important and crucial location in my whole apartment, probably even my life. Not only my limbs were tired from our lovemaking, but the rest of my body and my mind as well. I flopped onto the mattress and my eyes closed almost automatically. I didn't see my new friend join me, but I felt his steps shake the mattress, and felt his fur and wet, cold nose as he snuggled up against me.

'Sven?' "What is it, Ajax?" 'About what I said earlier, that I love you. I mean it, even more so after everything that has happened. So once again, I really love you.', he revealed with the most genuine, heartfelt tone I had ever heard him use. I clumsily stretched out my arm and gave him a lazy hug. "You know what, I love you, too." The umbreon rejoiced with a relieved sigh and gave me another kiss. I didn't know what happened after that, because I rapidly drifted off and fell asleep.

Only one thing was certain. The rollercoaster of emotions had ended, and the conclusion of the seemingly hopeless torment that had gripped us with an iron fist was finally gone, replaced by a love that was still young but felt true.