Sought After Ch.3
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“Hey love, you need help with that?” You hear Luca say from behind you.
“I'm fine, dear.” You reply in a venomous tone, not enjoying the idea of moving what little stuff you have into a stranger's home.
Luca whines as his ears flatten along the side of his head. “O-okay love... “
You growl under your breath as you carry your box of stuff into his bedroom. Your box is relatively light given that it only has your clothes and well… that's just it. You have nothing to your name. You set it down next to his closet before going to his bed to lay down.
Luca sees you laying down and smiles as he tries to join you. Tries, being that as soon as he lays down, you push in him off with forceful kick.
“AH!” He shouts as he falls to floor with a quiet thump! You can hear him groan in pain which only adds more pleasure to pushing him off.
You let out a bemused chuckle as you stare up at the ceiling for a brief moment, wondering what did you do to deserve this.
Being deep in thought, you didn't react to Luca climbing back onto the bed and snuggling up to you. “So Reeder, what do you want to do today?”
You come back to reality and glance down at the blue arms wrapped snugly around you. “I think I rather sleep in.”
“No can do my mate, you slept in long enough after you left me in the bathroom with the mess.” He says, nuzzling your neck and peppering it in kisses. He is possibly the most affectionate person you’ve ever met.
“By the way, that was very rude of you to do that to me. My parents could’ve came back and seen me back there with your cum leaking out of my ass…” He says the last part with a blush of his face.
I'm guessing the watery mess isn't that much of a concern then…
“Speaking of that…” He says in a near whisper. “You can't tell anyone of my fetish Reeder.”
You stare at him with a bemused face as he blushes a deeper shade from his request. “Please Reeder, no one can know about this. I will be a laughing stock if they hear that I let you be on top and I could lose my role in the championships.”
“Fine, fine. whatever.” You say, letting out a bit of a squeak when his arms tighten around you in a loving (yet very strong) embrace.
“I knew I could count on my mate!” He smiles gleefully. “So do you want to go see a movie? Maybe we could have a dinner date too?” He asks you. “Or perhaps…” He says with an intentional pause, his paws sneaking inside your pants and wrapping around your flaccid shaft. “You could put your snake in my tunnel?” He says in a suggestive tone.
Now it is your turn to blush as he feels you up under your clothes. “I-I think I-I'm good.” You mutter as you pull his paws out of your pants and leaving your hardened cock alone.
“Aww… Alright my mate.” He says, respecting your wishes unlike many other pokemorphs in this world. “I guess a dinner-movie date is what we will do today.” He grins happily at the idea as he gets up with you still in his arms, except he adjusted his hold and has you in a bridal style carry.
You hate feeling like a complete sub. You hear the boys at school talk about being swept off their feet by some pokemorph prince or princess, but you can't understand their enjoyment about it even as you live their fantasy currently.
Luca carries you out of his bedroom and down the stairs of his home, heading to the front door with you still in his arms. “It feels nice to hold you like this Reeder. To know that you're safe and sound with me.” He says, very protective of you.
It's a nice gesture, but you didn't want to be with him to begin with. You opted to not say anything as he carries you through the neighborhood, showing off his newly mated human to the world. You definitely could see signs of approval from the older pokemorphs as they clearly like what you have to offer.
Is this what feminists feel like with the “oppression”? Are you gonna grow a vagina by the time this is over?
You can see the restaurant come into view, a small pizzeria that you actually been to before when you signed your registration papers. You almost signed marriage papers as well, but they never expected you to read between the fine lines.
“Here we are my mate.” He announces as he gently sets you down in the small booth. He sits across from you and takes your hand in his paws. “You look so cute.” He comments while giving your hand a squeeze.
You don't say anything back, being too preoccupied with looking at your hand being held. The feeling of both his paws around your hand bring some kind of warmness in your chest. You just wish he would drop the act already…
“Wow… Quite the looker.” You hear by your side. You glance to your side and see the waitress, a Sylveon woman. “Where did you find this good looking guy, Luca?”
“At the high school. We go to school together.” He says, feeling prideful at the praise you are receiving.
“Damn, I would've mated him in a heartbeat as soon as he turned of-age,” She says, giving you a wink.
I wonder where she got that idea from…
Luca laughs as he rubs your hand with his thumb, “Yeah… Reeder is certainly someone to die for. He is definitely as good in bed as he is good looking.” He jokes, sparking laughter between him and the Sylveon.
You don't join in. You just look at his paws still held firmly around you.
“Hey, is he okay?” She asks.
Luca looks at you with a sad smile, giving your hand a reassuring squeeze. “Yeah, he is just mated a few days ago. He's taking it a lot harder than most.”
“Heh, maybe some more sex will cheer him up. What do you say, we take him out on a wild ride.” She suggests with a lewd grin.
Luca looks at you, remembering your first time with a heart broken grimace. “I think he just needs some more affection. Plus, he is more of a one on one person.”
“Aww, alright then.” She says in mock disappointment. “So what kind of pizza do you want?”
“I think a bacon pepperoni would be something Reeder likes.” He says, giving you a smile before returning his attention to her.
“Aaaand drinks?”
“I'll take a Coke and Reeder?” He says, looking at you for a reply. You are too deep in thought to be bothered with an answer. “I guess another Coke won't hurt.” Luca says, his voice masking his sadness for you.
“Okie dokie. Your food will be ready in 30, I'll be back with your drinks.” She says before leaving you two.
“Hey Reeder, you feeling alright?” He asks, leaning forward to get closer to your face.
You look up at him, your eyes appearing a bit glossy like the night he first mated you.
“Reeder…” He says quietly, moving one of his paws to gently rub your cheek. “Whatever is wrong, it will be okay. I'll keep you safe.” He whispers to you before pressing his lips against yours. You can feel the effort he put into that kiss, his heart and love all wrapped up in that one kiss… but you don't want it…
You lean back and pull your hands away from his paws, leaving him with a sad look on his face. He stares at you, hoping you would at least let him hold your hand again, but it is obvious you won't.
Luca sighs as the waitress comes back, seeing both you and Luca in a serious predicament. She just wordlessly sets the glasses of soda between you and leave you two to sort it out.
“Reeder… You don't hate me… do you?” He asks, his heart racing in fear of your answer.
“I wonder how long that took you to figure out.” You reply, no sarcasm or joking tone can be heard.
His ears flatten against his head and his eyes become slightly glossy from the threatening tears. “R-Reeder… That c-can’t be true.” He mutters, his paws lightly shaking.
“Yeah, you're right.”
He looks up at you with a hopeful expression, a brief sense of relief goes through him. Only to be shattered as you stand up and knock the drinks aside, the glasses falling off the table and breaking across the floor. “I fucking hate you.”
His red eyes widen at your outburst, his mouth agape as you continue. “I fucking hate you, I fucking hate her, I fucking hate everything about this town!” You shout, the whole restaurant hearing your rant. “So fuck you. Fuck you!”
His eyes are no longer holding back as tears stream down his face. “R-Reeder… Please, I'm sorry…. I'll do anything to make it up to you… Please!” He begs, trying to calm you and hold your hands, but you smack away his paws. “How about you give me back my virginity, but what's the fucking point if some other dick fuck decides to take it anyway!”
“Reeder…”
“No! I'm done with this fucking place, so I'm leaving and don't you dare stop me.” You shout before walking out the door, leaving Luca to stand by himself in the booth with tears running down his eyes.
You walk for who knows how long, your anger still simmering as you reach the towns exit. You stop to look at the sign, reading the name and the population number.
What's the point in this… Where could you even go in this world?
Your legs feel sore from walking this far, so you sit down next to the sign and take a breather.
Maybe you could live in the forest… away from civilization… Is that what you want?... To be alone….
You rest your head in your hands and groan at what little options you have. You hear a car drive past you and the skidding of the brakes. You look up at the road and see a police car back up closer to you.
Fuck…
The car shifts as the parking gear kicks in and a door opens, a Machoke stepping out and saying something in his radio receiver. “Hey there, Reeder right?” He says, slowly stepping closer to you with a hand held out for you.
“Fuck off.” You snarl at him.
“Okay. A feisty one.” He withdraws his hand and takes another step closer. “Someone called about you running away and I'm just gonna take you home to your mate, alright?”
“Like hell you are.” You say, standing up and backing away from him.
“Kid, don't make this any harder than it needs to be.” He says, his hand reaching out for you.
You continue to step back until you feel the sign against your back. “Back off! I-I mean it!” You try to threaten him.
He ignores it as he grabs onto your shoulder, what he didn't expect is for you actually fight back… with a swift kick to his groin.
It was like kicking concrete, but the effects were still made. The officer moaning in pain, giving you time to break from his grip. You run for the forest, only to feel a set of prongs dig into your back and your muscles locking up immediately. You grit your teeth in immense pain and fall to the floor.
You whimper in pain, feeling your arms being pulled behind your back as handcuffs latch around your wrists.
You hear him kneel close to your ear and whisper. “If you weren't already claimed, I will personally broke you in. So consider yourself lucky you little shit.”
You gasp as he pulls out the barbs and picks you up from the dirt floor. You hardly have anytime to orient yourself before you are tossed in the back of his police cruiser and the door closes behind you.
You feel defeated yet again, just like your first night with Luca. You lay there in a broken mess. You don't even know if you want to cry or try to kick open his rear windshield in a fiery bout of anger and hate.
It isn't long until the car pulls up to a familiar neighborhood and a very familiar house. The officer leaves the car for a moment, giving you a few minutes to fume in peace until your door opens and a pair of blue arms wrap around you in a excited and happy hug.
“Reeder! I was so scared I lost you! I’m so happy you're safe!” He yips, his tail wagging back and forth.
You growl in his hold, unable to do anything being that you are handcuffed.
You sit in the bathtub, still fuming as Luca washes your back from behind. The Lucario tried to talk to you, but with the way you looked at him or your not so subtle gestures towards him, he finds it hard to meet your gaze. “R-Reeder…”
“Shut up.”
“O-okay my mate.” He whimpers.
My mate… That's all you are. . A possession… Something to be owned… To be controlled….
“Fuck you!” You shout as you turn around grab Luca by his throat. You brace yourself for a fight, but it never comes. You stare at him with hatred in your eyes and only see Luca giving you that same remorseful look from that same night he claimed you.
“If you want to hurt me, then go ahead. I won't fight back, you mean too much to me.” He whispers to you, rubbing a padded finger across your cheek.
You growl as you force him under the water, watching as he stays true to his word and doesn't resist.
You hold him under and see the air bubbles float up, his eyes closed and letting you end him. A minute passes and your hatred is gone, and guilt floods in its place.
You want him dead, he did this to you! Right! Right. Right?
Guilt soon turns into fear as the prospect of killing him comes to mind. Taking his life. Ending him.
You see your tears drip onto the still water and your arms shake, finding it harder and harder to hold him down despite being no resistance. Your mouth begins to shake as well as your voice tries to express your doubt, letting out whimpers and cries.
Now, you are crying, afraid to kill someone you hated just a minute ago. Unable to commit, you pull Luca out of the water and hear him gasp and cough from the water nearly filling his lungs.
With Luca no longer drowning, you curl up in a fetal position and continue to cry. Forced into a mateship, unable to run away, and unable to kill… You truly are a pathetic sight to see.
You feel Luca pick you from your position and hold you in his arms, rocking you back and forth as you cry.
“I-I just want to go h-home… I w-want my m-mom and d-dad…” You spout out, blubbering nonsense at this point as your emotions runs rampant.
Luca calmly pets your head, letting you cry in his arms until you worn yourself out and fall asleep in his hold. Despite nearly dying to you, he adopts a sad smile and kisses your forehead, hoping for you to have dreams of home… something he knows he will never be able to provide.