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You hear the alarm go off beside you, the clock flashing 5:30. You groan as you lazily reach for it and press the snooze. You didn't expect to feel a large paw press itself on top of yours to perform the same task.

“Morning, Reeder.” He says before yawning. “Are you feeling better?”

You want to growl or yell at him for asking… But what's the point now. “No… not really.” You admit with a gloomy expression.

You can't see Luca’s face, but you could already tell that it is sad. “I'm really sorry Reeder. I know you don't like me and any pokemorph for that matter… But I do care for you, I really do.” He says, doing his favorite activity and kissing along your neck.

You shiver from the contact as his continues to kiss you. Being that it is morning and you happen to be a male human, you feel the blanket shift upwards as your morning wood makes itself known.

Luca sees the tent being pitched in the blanket and smiles. “You want that taken care of, Reeder?” He asks, a padded finger dragging itself from the base of your shaft to the head.

You gasp from his touch, unsure if it is wanted or unwanted pleasure you are feeling. “I-I….. I don't know…” You mutter, feeling your face heat up.

Luca chuckles at your answer, leaving your shaft alone. “Alright, Reeder. Just ask anytime if you need some relief.” He says with a smile.

You feel flustered by this Lucario, always being nice and caring about you. You feel the bed shift as Luca gets off, revealing his naked body for you to see. Tall, strong, and packing some serious heat, he is everything you'd expect from the next champion. Yet, his personality contradicts it.

“You like what you see?” He hear him tease, posing for you by bending over and revealing his puckered love hole. “You could mount me at anytime Reeder. I would love to be full of your spunk.” He shakes his hips at you, his balls swaying between his legs as they are only good for making a mess on the floor, on himself, or on you.

Your face is blushing madly from his lewdness. Your mind is saying no, but your cock is saying fuck yes. “I-I think I'm good.”

“Alrighty then.” He says, stopping his teasing and going over to his closet. You sit up and swing your legs over the edge, letting yourself wake up a bit more as you watch Luca get dressed.

He slips on his shorts and his black tank top, the choice of attire you would wear to show off your gains or if you were a fighting type. Luca happens to fill both of those roles. He flexes in his mirror to check his physique, really showing just how toned he is. He smiles as he sees you staring in the mirror, giving you a brief show of flexes before going back to the closet. He pulls out a set of pants, shirt, and a jacket. They look pretty familiar as he hands them to you, realizing they are your clothes.

“I hung up your clothes while you were sleeping. I hope you don't mind.” He says.

You can't find yourself to be angry at him anymore, but you still don't find yourself being happy, either. “Thanks, I guess…”

His tail wags subtly as he smiles, “It's no problem, my mate.”

You stand up from the bed and slip on the pants, feeling eyes on you as your morning wood bounces around with your movement. You tuck your member in and button up your pants, feeling it strain under the fabric with an obvious bulge.

The rest of the process goes on smoothly as you put on your shirt and jacket. The jacket is new, though, as it is the school's Fighter's Club jacket. You check the back of it through the mirror, and sure enough, there is Luca Rio written in bold.

“I wanted to give you that on your birthday, but I didn't want to bother you when you were going through a hard time…” He says, rubbing the back of his neck with a blush.

Your first gift in this damn place. You don't really know how to feel about it just yet, but you give him a thumbs up for trying.

Screw it…

You give Luca a hug, something you could have never been expected to do yesterday. Luca is also shocked by it, but returns it immediately. After a while, you feel something wet on your neck and look up to see Luca crying.

“You don't know how much I’ve wanted this, Reeder.” He whispers, enjoying this moment before it ends.

It takes a while for the hug to end, but when you try to pull away, Luca makes sure to not upset you again and releases his hold.

He smiles at you happily, wiping his tears away with a paw. He leaves you be and heads out the bedroom door. You let out a breath of air you didn't know you were holding in.

He is such a dork…

You slip on your socks and shoes, tidying yourself up before going down to find the adorkable Lucario.

You walk through the hallways, seeing many frames of Lucarios hanging about. You look at each and everyone, feeling a sense of homesickness as you recall your parent's hallway doing the exact same thing with your family photos.

You wonder how your family and friends are doing… They probably think you're dead at this point… You kinda think so too...

“Come on my mate, let's get some breakfast before school starts.” You hear behind you, pulling you out of your thoughts.

You give the photos one last glance before following Luca. The first thing you smell is the smoking scent of bacon, then you could hear it sizzling as you get closer. You feel Luca brush his paw against your hand once then twice. By the third time he does it, he holds onto your finger, carefully to not make you upset. You groan and wrap your hand fully around his, knowing by now that he has no ill intent besides showing love and affection for you.

You reach the kitchen and come across two other Lucarios, their fur slightly grey with their age. “Morning Luca.” You hear from the one sitting at the table, reading a newspaper as the other one cooks.

He lowers the paper down to look at Luca, then at you. He stares at you for a moment before chuckling to himself. “Wow. You weren't kidding about your mate, Luca.”

“Hey now, don't say that in front of his mate, Harold. That's rude.”

Harold… interesting name you guess…

“Heh heh… Morning to you too… heh…” Luca awkwardly laughs, his eyes looking at you with embarrassment.

This should be interesting…

You smile at his parents remarks, that homesickness from earlier feeling appeased by the liveliness they bring.

“Why don't you introduce your mate Luca, I'm excited to hear all about him.” His mom tells him, setting the plates on the table. The food looks as good as it smells despite being very simple: bacon, eggs, and toast.

Luca leads you to the table and pulls out a chair for you, making sure you are all set before he sits down next to you.

You look across the table and see his parents,both Lucarios and well past their prime. The mom smiles sweetly at you as you examine them, leaving a bit of a warm feeling in your chest from her kind gesture even if she is sees you as her son's mate.

Luca wraps his paw around your hand as he begins to talk about you. “Well, this is Reeder.” He says first, looking at you for something to add, but you are finding way too much enjoyment in his spaghetti sprinkler. “And um… he turned 18 a few days ago…”

You wonder just how awkward he can get when he talks about you...

“So I um… mated.. with… him…” He finishes, his pockets just absolutely overflowing with spaghetti. You chuckle at his side as his parents find his response amusing.

“Well then…” You hear the father comment, looking at you to clean up this pasta mess. “You mind filling in the blanks for Luca, he seems a bit shy right now.” His mom asks.

You just shrug, not wanting to talk about it just as much as Luca, for a much different reason.

You take up a toast and munch on it, realizing just how hungry you been since he mated you. You haven't eaten since. You still reserve yourself and eat at a steady pace, clearing your plate one by one.

The breakfast goes by in awkward silence, you don't really talk much but you listen to what his parents have to say. Whether they talk about school, Luca's competition, or simply just you, you find yourself feeling… You don’t really know what you are feeling actually.

“So Luca, how is he in bed?”

“Harold!” You hear from Mrs. Rio as he slaps the back of his head.

“Aw come on, I gotta know. I saw the scratches in the shower.” He insists, talking about when Luca bend over and came solely from anal pleasure alone.

Luca also remembers as you feel his cock erect under his shorts, clearly wanting to relive that moment.

“He is pretty good, he knows what he is doing.” He say with half truths, talking about his reactions to being fucked without letting them know that he was fucked.

Luca blushes madly, his cock throbbing in his shorts and his embarrassment reaching maximum capacity as his dad talks about his sex life.

“Harold, you're embarrassing your son. Look at him.” Mrs. Rio complains, trying to save her son's dignity.

“Alright alright. Nothing wrong with enjoying a conversion about my new son.”

Son… You completely forgot how this world's adoption for humans work. Once you're mated, you are a part of the family. While it may seems like a son-in-law, scents play a big role in this society of pokemorphs.

You let out a sigh and finish your plate, still feeling Luca's shaft throb next to your held hand.

“Me and Reeder gotta get going. Bye mom. Bye dad.” He says, standing up and dragging you with him. You didn't get a chance to say goodbye.

Luca leads you out of the house, walking at a very fast pace with a blush still on his face. “I'm so sorry Reeder. They wanted to see you ever since I told them about you and-”

“It's alright… I didn't really mind it. They seem like nice people.” You say, effectively quieting Luca.

You two walk in silence for a while, Luca rubbing his thumb along your palm. You recognize that sign anywhere, it just a matter of time before he asks.

“Hey Reeder…”

You knew it. “Yeah?”

“Do you think after school, we could… um… make… love?” He says in an nervous hushed tone.

“I… I don't know…” You mutter.

“I could do all the work Reeder. U-unless you prefer being in charge, then I could just let you have your way with me…” He adds, hoping to perk your interest.

“Maybe… We'll see…” You say, glancing at the approaching school.

“Okay…” he finishes, continuing his thumb strokes across your palm.

He is one needy Lucario…

The school here is like any other high school, except for the special treatment of humans. You know by first hand experience just how sexualized you are to these students. You were treated as some sex object that is made purely for their pleasure. Maybe that is why you hated this town so much.

“Fuck, he's been taken.”

“Do you think he can be shared?”

“I bet I convince him to let me borrow his human.”

“I wondered how many times he fucked him?”

You groan at the not so quiet whispers, already hating the attention you're receiving.

You feel Luca hold you close, though his arm is tense around you unlike the other times he’d done this. Curious, you glance at him and see a stern expression adorned on his face, his eyes scanning the room for trouble.

“Reeder, let's get your schedule changed. Alright babe?” He says, glaring at a pokemorph that was staring at you.

“Um… Sure?” You say, finding his change of personality a bit strange. He doesn't hesitate to lead you to the counselor's office, his voice occasionally growling when someone makes a lewd remark at you.

“Luca, you feeling okay?” You ask, walking into the office with Luca holding you tightly by his side.

“I'm fine. I just don't like it when people talk to you like that.” He rubs your hand as he talks.

You don't like it too, though when you protest about it, they find it cute or you are playing hard to get. When he does it, they damn well nearly shit themselves.

“Nothing you can really do about that. I'm just a pretty face to everyone…” You mutter, that sinking feeling coming back.

“B-but you're not, Reeder! You're a smart and strong person, you're not some bimbo with a nice face and a large cock.” He says, holding a paw to your cheek and gently caressing it. “You're so much more than that Reeder…” He finishes, kissing your forehead then resting his head on top of yours as he pulls you into a hug.

He always has something nice to say to you. Always praise and affection from him. Sure, he occasionally flirts with you but it's been your choice to act on it or not. He is really that deep in love with you.

You return his hug and press your face into his warm chest, his fur rubbing your cheek. You want to be somewhere else, somewhere far from these pokemorphs and their cruel outlook of your species.

“Let's get my schedule changed…” You mutter, letting go of your hug and looking up at him.

Luca smiles at you, taking your hand and leading you to the counselor.

The school day was what you expected, your classes changed to be more aligned with Luca under the school policy of keeping mated pairs together. While you don't like it, it certainly helped keep pokemorphs from harassing you with Luca around. It reminds you that Luca’s passion for you is a hidden one; He still has that confident and strong demeanor with people. It definitely shows when someone tries to touch you.

“A-aaahh! H-hah!” The Charmeleon whines, his claw held painfully tight by Luca. You watch as Luca began to twist his claw from its socket, threatening to pop out at any moment.

“What were you thinking?” He says, squeezing tighter and making the charmeleon cry out in pain.

“I-I don't know… Please…. P-please…” He cries, tears dripping down his snout from the sheer pain.

“Really? You looked like you knew what you were doing when you slapped my mate's ass…” He twists it further, the hand making a sickening crack as it it popped out of its socket.

“A-AH! S-stop! Stop! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!” He sobs, his body thrashing against the floor, unable to move with Luca pinning him to the floor with his arm held backwards and his knee pressed firmly against his lower back.

“I'm not the one you should be apologizing to.” Luca says coldly.

Holy shit...

“I-I'm sorry Reeder. P-please. Tell him to stop.” He begs, his eyes looking at you for mercy.

To be honest, you really don't want Luca to stop.

You sigh as you pat Luca on his shoulder. He twists the claw back into position, the bones resetting and making him cry out a gurgled gasp. Luca leans close to his head and whispers, “Touch him again and it will be much worse.” He gets off him and wraps an arm around you, leading you to the school exit as the final bell rings.

You glance back at the Charmeleon, a prime example of Luca's protectiveness over you. Just how much does Luca care for you.