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I definitely go through stages of not writing and then just lots of it.

I like it. Enjoy this story. It's one I've had ideas of for a long while before finally putting some excuse of a plot together!

I feel like I suggest another handwave whenever I use talking pokemon and humans together. It always seems to be something different….

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"LET ME OUT!"

"This is your fault," Jacob grumbled, glaring up at the staircase where the buizel banged on the door. "If you could just take that thing off and shut up."

"Me?" the buizel snapped, spinning around and stomping down the stairs. The glower on his face was undercut by the fact that he was a buizel, but that was also overcut by how much Jacob hated that cute little face. "You come into my place and start this shit? You shut up for once in your life!"

He reached the end of the stairs, and upon noticing that he had to look sharply up to meet the human's eyes, the buizel scrambled onto a large chair and sneered at him. "Fuck you, Jacob."

"Fuck me yourself, you coward," Jacob snapped back.

Aiden, the buizel, narrowed his eyes and his tails twitched. Then, he pounced.

Jacob had known Carter for years and years. They had grown up together. Carter was that annoying little rich kid who was an only child and desperate for friends. He also wasn't annoying at all, except he was too nice and generous, which was the annoying part.

"It's not fair that you're nice, rich, and good looking," Jacob complained over chips. Carter just laughed at him, shaking his too-nice hair.

Carter was many things. Tall. Muscular. Rich. Owned the most annoying buizel in the world. Too nice for his own good. Hazel eyes you could get lost in.

He was perfect in every way but the most important. His pokemon was a giant pile of fuck off energy. Found when he and Jacob had been playing around a little too far out of the park, near some not-at-all-dangerous water.

At some point, Jacob got splashed, splashed back, and then they had a buizel between them. The buizel had attached itself to Carter immediately and bit Jacob when he tried to pet him.

That had been the first crime. The first. Many were to follow.

Taking the buizel home to wealth and security, he'd been named Aiden. As Carter really did have that fuck-off kind of money, his parents bought him one of the new prototype translator beads. Shaped like a hearing aid, it actually went in the buizel's ear rather than theirs.

Jacob liked to point out that it was without question doing stuff to Aiden's brain, but Aiden just hit him with a Water Gun. And his Water Gun's were unsatisfyingly warm and drippy.

So, now they had a talking pokemon who was not shy about stirring up trouble. And his favourite target was Jacob.

Pranks had gotten old and dangerous, quick and Carter at least made him stop leaving tacs everywhere Jacob went.

So, instead, he just made being around him as unpleasant as possible. Jacob liked Carter more than a little too much. Enough to also subject himself to Aiden's company.

Which led to arguments.

Which led to fights.

Which led to more arguments.

Carter was too nice to try and make either of them stop. He pleaded for peace, yet all he saw was war.

They'd play Mario Kart and would win every time since his two best friends were too busy fucking each other over.

Super Smash Bros would go forever since neither would be willing to leave the other as the overall victor, playing over and over and over and over again. One time Carter went to sleep, woke up, had a shower and lunch, and they were still going at it until he just turned the game off.

Thankfully they were both brain-fried by that point to even register who won or lost but would forever claim it was themselves.

He was a little too nice, really.

But all patience has a limit, and all the nice in the world can still hit a boiling point.

He'd planned a nice day for them. Chips and dip and basketball before chips and drinks and video games later.

They'd just gotten a basketball court installed, and Carter was itching to play.

It took three bounces of a ball before it bounced off someone's head. This time it was Aiden who instigated it.

And that led to a brawl that was only the slightest bit holding back.

"That's IT!" Carter yelled, and he grabbed both of them. Aiden by his inflatable ruff and Jacob by the collar of his shirt and yanked them both towards the house.

"You two have been fighting for years," Carter ranted as they went. "And I'm SICK of it! Get in my room, and you're not coming out until you TALK and FIX whatever is going on."

"It took you six years to snap?" Aiden said, not really buying it. Carter was an impassable wall of patience and tolerance. He yelped as he was tossed down the stairs, and Jacob joined him in tumbling down a moment afterwards.

"This is what serial killers do!" Jacob yelled up at the door. "You're locking me in with an evil pokemon who wants to eat my face!"

The door slammed hard, and Carter stomped away to draw a bath and relax.

"I wouldn't give myself indigestion by eating your skin," Aiden scoffed, Aqua Jetting onto the bed instead of climbing.

This had the coincidental effect of splashing Jacob with water, drenching him.

Spitting out water, he ran off to Carter's bathroom to grab a towel.

"Carter reuses his towels," Aiden called as Jacob stomped out, holding a disgusting towel between two fingers for a moment.

He stared at the terrible thing for a moment before tossing it aside. He'd live with buizel backwash over whatever Carter might have done to that towel.

"Surprised you weren't rubbing it all over you," Aiden said, shock in his annoying voice. "He rubs his junk with that."

Jacob glared at the little bastard, who smiled back.

He picked up the towel and threw it at him. "You huff it every day."

"Childish insults now?" Aiden caught the towel and wrapped it around his head happily.

He'd known this buizel for six years, from thirteen to nineteen.

He hated the smug face, the bandage he planted over his nose after watching anime and wouldn't take off, the earpiece that let him talk.

But he could talk. And Carter was probably serious about them doing that.

"...why are you such a prick?" Jacob asked.

"Why are you such a prick?" Aiden returned.

"I'm asking first!"

"I'm asking first!"

Jacob's eye twitched, but he wouldn't give him the satisfaction. He took a nice, deep, stabilising breath.

And got a towel wrapped around his face with his mouth open.

He spat the fabrics out and smacked it on the ground. "That's IT!"

"You gonna what?"

"I'll beat your ass!"

Aiden laughed at him, and Jacob charged. A Water Gun, relatively weak, knocked him on his back, head falling on the towel.

"You really can't," Aiden said as Jacob gave a weary sigh.

He slowly raised his head, still really angry, but Aiden was just looking at him now. "Carter. Wants us. To talk."

"Don't come swinging your fists at me then!"

"Don't throw a towel in my face!"

"Because that's bad enough to get a punch in the face for."

"You fuck with me ALL the time!"

"Just a prank, bro."

Jacob fought the urge to snap at that and succeeded. "I just... don't get it," he said.

"What don't you get?"

"Why do you treat me like this?" Jacob said. "Like...what did I ever do to you?"

"It's just for fun!"

"Putting TACS on my chair is funny!" Jacob yelled. "Targeting me with absolutely everything every day is NOT!"

"Don't come over as much then," Aiden said lightly. Ah, there we go.

Jacob's eyes narrowed. "So, you do have a problem with me."

Aiden blinked, opened his mouth, but he wasn't really sure what to say, so he shrugged. "Okay. I think you're a bit of a simp sniffing around my friend, hoping he'll 'turn gay' for you."

Jacob's mouth dropped open. That was...blunter than he'd ever heard.

"Turn-who-I-what?"

"You heard me," Aiden said, playing with small flicks of water forming shapes in the air.

"Carter and I agreed me being gay wasn't an issue," Jacob said lowly. "That there wouldn't be anything different."

"Yeah, but you lied," Aiden said. "I can see the way you look at him."

"What? I'm not allowed to look at my friend?"

"Pfft."

"Don't snort at me."

"I got your phone that one time, remember?" Aiden asked. "And I know how to work them, Carter showed me. Lots of that 'straight chaser' stuff."

"You had no right!" Jacob began.

"Whatever," Aiden said. "I don't like that you look at Carter and want something more. I can see you trying to cosy up to him. He doesn't say anything about it because he's Carter and, let's face it, probably doesn't even notice. You leaning all over him gets on my nerves, though."

"Why should you even care?" Jacob asked. "I'm allowed to think, I don't actually think anything is going to happen between us."

"Tauroshit."

"Fuck you!"

"Yeah, that's all the fucking you'll get," Aiden snorted. "You hang around Carter, moping and hoping he'll take pity on you and fuck you. What then?"

"I'm not!"

"What then?"

"Even if something did happen, it would have NOTHING to do with you! You're just a piece of shit who can't stand anyone else being around you!"

"I'm fine with Carter's other friends, the ones who get boundaries."

"Carter and I were friends WAY before you were ever in the picture."

"You don't argue with Tori, and she only joined the friendship circle last year."

"Because she doesn't bully me all the time!"

"Oh boo hoo, bullied by a buizel. How terrible. You're annoying and bad at video games too."

"You...Just...AGH!"

Jacob slammed both hands down on the bed on the sides of his hated buizel enemy. "JUST FUCK OFF!"

Something knocked from above, and a muffled voice called. "That doesn't sound like getting along!" Carter called from his bath.

Aiden gave a warning growl before Jacob suddenly was tackled off the side of the bed.

They hit the floor, as Jacob said. "Now YOU'RE the one hitting first!"

"Why don't you shut up yourself," Aiden said, glowering down at him. Then he did something Jacob didn't expect. He shut him up.

Jacob made a muffled sound of shock as buizel mouth met his, swallowing his angry yelling and replacing it with the cool, strong tongue of a pokemon.

He was too stunned to react at first and nearly gagged when Aiden's tongue hit the back of his throat. Restarting, he grabbed the shoulders of the buizel and forced him back.

"What the fuck are you doing?" he said, spitting out buizel saliva.

Aiden panted. "Shutting you up," he said, pushing back in. His body, despite being so much smaller, had a lot of strength to it.

"What?" Jacob said, managing to hold him back for now. "You like me, is that what it was? You're jealous I like Carter?"

Aiden snarled. "I fucking hate you," he said, paws snaking around to grab Jacob's arms and push them out of the way. And he planted his muzzle in Jacob's mouth again.

Jacob made a sound, aggressive and confused. Aiden was leaning on him hard, but how heavy was he really? It'd take one good chest thrust to knock him off.

He tried to talk instead, between the sharp teeth of the otter pokemon. "Then I don't get what you're doing?"

"Carter," Aiden said, biting his tongue and nearly drawing blood. "Wants. Us. To stop. Fighting." Between words, he sucked on Jacob's bottom lip, pressing hard indeed on him.

Something warm and wet pressed on Jacob's shirt, and he didn't need to look to guess what it was.

"You're a freak," he said.

"Push me off," Aiden challenged. "Or get me off."

The buizel was slipping up his chest and beginning to position himself. His weight was making it hard to breathe; Jacob hated the fact that he liked that. Or, rather, that Aiden had any idea whatsoever that he liked that.

The cocky smirk on the buizel said he'd looked at his porn choices much more than just straight chasing.

He slipped up, planting his tail end on Jacob's chest, forked tail smacking down his legs and tightening pants. He really hated Aiden; why was he not stopping this?

As bad as he was, he wasn't going to force him. The buizel was just waiting, presenting himself to the human. Jacob could glare at his face all he liked, but something bobbing impatiently pulled his eyes down eventually.

At first, Jacob wasn't sure what to make of it. Like a human? Ha. He'd not know.

A tiny voice in the back of his head whispered about machoke, lucario, and gallade, but that didn't count. No. Not at all.

Aiden's dick was tapered to an end and violently red. Like a lucario. He didn't listen to that thought; it was nothing like that anyway besides the very tip. Thinner at the tip, thickening out as it went. Longer than he was expecting from a buizel. That wasn't fair; Aiden was like two, maybe three, feet tall.

He wasn't as big as Jacob was, at least. Proportionally...he banished that thought with the rest. Why was he admiring-. Looking. Why was he looking?

Aiden's cock spilled from a sheath, a darker orange than his normal fur, that looked fun to touch. So he wouldn't. Nothing was fun about Aiden except watching his face when he lost at poker.

That thing sure looks like it wants to poke him.

Dammit. Jacob chastised himself; why was he just...looking when he could be touc-

NOT looking and rather telling Carter his evil buizel was apparently an enormous pervert that probably humped his pillows.

Still that cocky-eyed smirk on his face, damn would Jacob love to turn that. He could blow his mind. He called him a simp. He could make him simp for his mouth.

Wait, was he...hang on, why was his hand already...fuck it, just go with it.

Aiden made an amused but pleased huff as Jacob's hand freed a long time ago, reached up to grab his cock and began to manipulate it between his fingers.

"Fingers are great," Aiden sighed. His paws were fun and enough to do most things, but they were just not quite as dextrous or agile as fingers were.

Jacob felt along Aiden's sensitive flesh, admittedly curious that every part of the flesh seemed as sensitive as the rest of it. He dragged a finger down the side and felt Aiden shiver. He wasn't giving him any moans yet, just more of that smirk. He'd get there.

Drips of pre began to bead at the head of the dick, and Jacob played around, lightly pinching and rolling his tip between his fingers. Aiden managed to release a small sound of pleasure, and Jacob smirked now.

The pre was watery, more so than his own, but didn't dry as quickly, letting him spread it over the buizel's cock and wet his palm.

He gripped him with the whole of his hand and began to pump. Aiden began to give off soft huffs of breath, eyes narrowing and hips beginning to pump, fucking his hand with the motions.

All the while, they glared at each other with smirks at their lips. For once, Aiden's was shaking first. Jacob really was the likely one to back down, but he was getting too big for his britches.

"Suck it," Aiden said.

"What?" Jacob replied, acting like he didn't understand.

"Open your mouth," Aiden said. "Like you do enough already." He took a step, the hand on his dick following, and he leaned down and grabbed Jacob's head, burrowing his paws into the human's hair.

He humped his cock against Jacob's lips, smearing precum all over them but barely slipping in. He gave a huff and adjusted, stepping off Jacob to plant his feet on either side of the human's head.

"Say aaah."

And began to batter his cock against Jacob's lips. Jacob didn't open but didn't do anything but hold his hips steady. The tip of his cock got between his lips and began to knock on his teeth, so he opened his jaw.

Aiden slammed in one thrust, and Jacob, not anticipating this, immediately gagged.

"Ooh yeah," Aiden moaned, holding the human's head right against his crotch; his tongue lolled out as he grinned at the roof. "Keep that up."

Aiden was lucky Jacob didn't fucking bite down, and that mutinous thought helped stop him from reliving their lunch. Aiden had rammed his cock right down Jacob's throat, and he was still a lot bigger than his size should allow.

Aiden gave a purring sound and leaned down, perching his balls on Jacob's chin. He fit in nicely, wrapping around the human's head.

"Take a deep breath," he said, pulling out enough for Jacob to cough and begin breathing again. He waited just long enough for Jacob to pull in that commanded breath before going to town on his throat.

The buizel fucked the human's mouth as hard as he would a lady buizel in heat, balls slapping off his chin and leaving a building bruise as precum and saliva splattered.

He could taste nothing but buizel and smell nothing but him either. Jacob couldn't help but let his eyes flutter, fuck; he loved it when a guy railed him with no mercy.

Aiden had closed his eyes, slamming his hips into Jacob with all of that mercy he didn't have.

Aiden began to breathe harshly out of his nose as he felt his cock beginning to pound, the clenching gagging throat of the human milking his cock. He barely even gave him the privilege to taste his cock, content to fuck away until he came.

Water Type precum spilled out so much that Jacob simply couldn't swallow it all, not with something ramming down his throat every part-second. He gasped and moaned, grabbing Aiden's back and pushing him in more, wanting to feel the pokemon's member throbbing in his throat for longer.

Aiden gave a deep moan as he was pulled in and held, balls churning against the human's chin. "F-Fuck," Aiden barked, clenching his eyes shut and gasping deeply.

Jacob gave a sound of surprise as the pokemon unloaded in him. A Water Type was prodigious in production, and he couldn't swallow it all, spilling out of his mouth and dampening his neck and shirt with the watery seed.

Aiden's back arched, pushing his cock in even further as he gasped and shuddered, humping lightly as pleasure arced up and down his spine, toes curling and tail thumping Jacob's belly.

"Ohohoh...fuck yeah," Aiden said, pumping a few more times into Jacob's mouth before pulling out to rub his sticky cock on his face. "Finally, a good use for your mouth."

Jacob went to spit the last of the cum out of his mouth, trying not to think about the taste he was enjoying, but Aiden swooped down to dig his tongue into his mouth again, tasting the remains of his work and pulling a ragged groan out of the human's mouth.

Aiden's tail snaked into Jacob's pants, wrapping partially around his aching cock and beginning to fondle him as Aiden pulled their mouths apart briefly. "You liked that," he said, down again, sucking on his bottom lip as Jacob's hand met his back to drag his fingers through the fur. "You liked having a pokemon fuck your mouth."

Jacob made a sound, frustratedly pleased. He bucked his hips, a wet spot spreading further on his pants. He wanted to pull them off, but Aiden had his hands trapped around his back, dragging up and down on the beastial fur of the pokemon.

They continued making out aggressively, pulling every drop of salty cum out of his mouth and swapping it between them as Aiden jerked him off with his tail.

"Tell me you loved it," Aiden hissed.

"Fuck you," Jacob breathed.

"I'll fuck you," Aiden swore. His cock had softened, but it was still half-hard and aggressive. "You'd love that, wouldn't you."

"Can't make me cum," Jacob challenged. "You were loving my mouth, fucking my throat like your life depended on it. Enjoyed sticking it in my mouth?"

"As much as you loved gagging on it." The tail pumping grew more aggressive, and Jacob's fingers began to press into Aiden's muscles.

"F-F-Fuck," Jacob swore.

"Cum," Aiden demanded. There was a sharpness to the tone, the same tone he used when he was mocking him about this or that that Jacob hated so much he couldn't stop thinking about it.

And it was that tone that sent a jolt through his dick, and he cried out, the buizel biting down on his neck as Jacob made a mess of his pants.

He shouted, nearly squeezing Aiden as teeth pricked the sensitive skin of his neck as the wet spot on his pants grew much deeper, his own cum sliding down his cock and spurting against his underwear.

Jacob gasped several times as Aiden's tail did not stop, and he managed to throw the buizel back as he got overstimulated.

The two of them panted, staring at each other in silence.

"...did that just?"

"Are you two okay?"

Both of them jumped as Carter's voice called from the closed door. "I'm not hearing arguing, and I'm getting worried one of you has killed the other." He gave a laugh that was only mostly joking. "Seriously, say something. If this is a ploy to get me to open the door…."

"No, we're good," Aiden said lightly as Jacob scrambled to clean himself up. He was flushed, bruised, covered in cum both upper and lower and had a mark on his neck. "Really, I think we've worked things out."

"...Really?" Carter asked dubiously.

"Yeah!" Aiden chirped. "What do you say, Jacob?" He smacked him on the ass and leered as Jacob glared at him with the heat of a thousand suns.

"...yeah," Jacob said, voice a little raw from the soreness of his neck. He cleared his throat several times, and Carter made an 'aww' sound.

Jacob flushed as he realised it made him sound like he had been overcome with emotion and might have been crying. Well, that might actually work to explain his shabby state and flushed skin. "We're...good now, I think," he said, clearing his throat intentionally again. Aiden smirked at him. They were not good by a long shot, but...just maybe they really had worked something out.

Jacob stole a pair of pants that looked similar to the ones he was wearing before Carter opened the door. Aiden scampered up the door as if nothing had ever happened and received a pleasing pat on the head from Carter before a tussle. "Come on, let's play Smash in the lounge room upstairs!"

"Yeah!" Aiden said as Jacob slowly pulled himself up the stairs. "Let's Smash." He winked, and Jacob realised something. Aiden had only changed his modus operandi. He'd be flushing for a whole new reason to come.

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The more things changed, the more they stayed the same.

Aiden was still a little shit, but things were...just a little bit different.

They hadn't spoken about what happened in Carter's room, and life went on as usual. Jacob still came over, or Carter came out to his place and brought Aiden along.

Including their other friends, of course. It wasn't just them two.

"You seem to be getting along a bit better," Rick noted in the middle of a game of poker.

Everyone at the table concealed smiles as Jacob did his best to ignore the heat in his face. Aiden clicked his tongue and winked from his own seat.

Just being around the evil creature made Jacob fear that he'd told everyone everything. How he'd moaned as he was stuffed with buizel dick or joined in on probing their mouths with their tongues.

But he hadn't...he hadn't. Carter would have said something by now or at least been acting a bit weird. He was the same as usual, ordering way too much pizza and holding parties that were too much fun.

"We came to an agreement," Aiden confirmed. "Right, Jacob?"

His friends all looked at him. Rick amused, Dan curious, Jess sympathetic, Dina knowing.

That was Dina's default expression, so he wasn't too worried.

"We talked," Jacob confirmed, nodding. "He's a little shit, so am I. We'll play nice."

"Still don't love me yet?" Aiden asked. "Wow. To think I'd kiss a mouth so rude to me."

Jacob's cheek twitched as a few people laughed. Just a joke...

They continued playing poker, and Aiden took the gathering of the group as an opportunity to playfully tease him. Not as vicious as he usually was, so Jacob couldn't quite find an argument to make to have him stop.

Else he'd need to explain why.

He got a smack on the ass by Aiden after he lost a bet and had to go down to the sub-basement to get more drinks for everyone.

He needed the time to get his face under control, carrying a pair of boxes under each arm.

He beat Aiden in Smash, and the buizel swore. "Fuck your dick-sucking mouth." But that was a common joke with Jacob being out in the group, and Jacob accidentally laughed at that one.

"Naww, you're getting along," Carter said, pleased.

Jacob narrowed his eyes and got ready to school Aiden. Hands beat paws every day. Aiden had agreed... don't think about it.

Jacob's poker face slipped, and he got cleaned out to a bold play.

For losing first, he had to strip his shirt off.

This was something Jacob was almost unwilling to do. Aiden had left marks. Marks that were still there after a few years.

He pulled his shirt off and got a few catcalls and whistles.

Aiden's eyes were trained firmly on him.

"Did you get into a fight or something?" Carter asked, between worried and impressed.

"Nah, just had some fun," Jacob laughed. He'd already prepared for questions.

"What bit your neck?" Dina asked, sharp as ever.

"Oh, well, that one wasn't as fun," he said. "The rest, though…." He winked.

"Wow."

"Damn."

"When did you ever have confidence ever?"

"Getting laid does that to a guy. You did get laid, right?"

Jacob laughed most of the questions off, and it was dropped.

Until Truth or Dare came upon them.

Jacob knew he couldn't say Truth. They'd ask him to spill the beans of the guy he was with.

"Dare." He had to take off his pants and run to the mailbox and back. Easy, since Carter's family lived on a private estate out of town.

"Dare." He had to kiss Dina. Whatever, it's not like it meant anything. Aiden couldn't help but watch along with amused eyes, and Jacob thought about what had been in his mouth as he pressed his lips to Dina's.

"Dare." He had to do a handstand. Impossible.

"I can't do it," he said, reluctantly and everyone hooted. The rules were if you wouldn't, or couldn't do a reasonable dare, you had to take Truth.

"Who'd you fuck?" Carter was the one to dare him to do the handstand because he knew Jacob couldn't do it.

He stared at Carter for a long moment, and Jess hooted. "You fucked Carter!?"

Jacob blushed, and Carter laughed, and Jess squealed.

"We didn't," he said, to her absolute disappointment. Jess was the weird one who liked to ship real people together.

"Come on, not a pity handjob," she said. "You know Jacob would love it."

"Yeah, he would."

"Shut. Up."

"Like Carter ever would," Aiden said, voice almost snapping for a moment in annoyance. The lone buizel in the group of humans was a bit of a stand out at times.

Others had their pokemon, but they tended to go off doing their own thing. Aiden insisted on using his translator for the money it cost.

"I already know that," Jacob snapped.

"Yeah, right," Aiden snorted. The group's amusement flickered out a bit. Things had been going so well. Carter was looking between them in mounting desperation. They weren't...seriously going to fight again, were they?

"Just because I'm gay doesn't mean I want to fuck every guy I come across!" Jacob snapped, raising his voice. "That goes for Carter, Rick and Dan included."

"Hey!" Dan said, mock offended. It didn't help.

"Couldn't help but see your reaction to what Jess said," Aiden pointed out.

"Can you just get OVER yourself!" Jacob said. "For ONE day? For-"

He stopped as Carter grabbed his raised arm. "Wha?"

Aiden squeaked as he was picked up by the scruff of his neck. "New dare," Carter said, sternly and unyielding. "Twenty minutes of heaven." He dragged them both out of the room and to the closet they stored random junk in. "Get. In. There. And. Make. UP!"

He even made Jacob open the door for him before throwing them in, Aiden landing on Jacob. "Since locking you in a room worked last time!" And closed the door behind them.

The sounds of Carter's feet retreating and a distant uproar of voices was all Jacob and Aiden could hear before they quietened down.

"Look what you did," Jacob said darkly. It was also dark in there.

"ME?" Aiden growled.

"Yes! You!"

"Because it's always my fault!"

"You. Start it. Every time!"

"I wouldn't need to start it if you'd just let Carter reject you and get over it!"

"Oh fuck you."

"Fuck…? Heh."

Jacob blinked; that was a different reaction. He felt the scrabbling of paws over him and snapped. "What are you doing?"

"Making up," Aiden said low and slowly. In the brief light through the cracks in the door, Jacob saw buizel face coming for him. He almost bumped his head, pulling away from the bite that was coming for him.

It was a bite, but not quite as vicious as he'd expected. Aiden gave a sound that might have been a purr but was probably a growl, pulling a gasp from Jacob's throat as he scraped his teeth over his Adam's Apple.

"P-People are out there!" Jacob protested, fingers tussling in Aiden's fur again as goosebumps shivered all over his body from the terribly familiar feeling of buizel weight on his chest.

It was cramped in there, not the time or the place.

Aiden's tongue dragged up his neck up to the curve of his jaw and then to hip lips. "Then don't make me bite you," he whispered before claiming Jacob's mouth again.

He was so much smaller, but damn was so much stronger.

Jacob's head did knock gently on the door as he was pushed back and savaged again. But...fuck, why did this buizel know how to kiss so well?

Beforehand he'd mostly been stunned and submissive, but he pushed back this time, his broader tongue pushing against the cool, agile, one trying to invade his throat again and his hands clenched in Aiden's fur, almost pulling him closer, almost pushing him back, and definitely holding him in place with his scruff.

Aiden bit at his lip for the play but had to pull his tongue back, allowing Jacob to force his into the buizel's mouth. He nearly coughed, and sharp teeth pressed dangerously on his tongue but didn't snap down.

The danger was causing Jacob's heart to pound; it was hardly because of the teeth.

"My friends are twenty meters away," Jacob said, pushing Aiden off him and separating them.

Aiden's eyes narrowed. "They're my friends too." His paws tightened on Jacob's biceps. Jacob was nearly naked already, being stripped by their friends right in front of Aiden's eyes. He would mark this skin so much if he could, but he did know enough control to avoid that.

He hadn't done much to the human's neck...or at least he thought, it was dark in this cupboard after all. He couldn't be held liable for anything like that.

Jacob's eyes shifted slightly at Aiden's words, a little softer and more impactful than usual before any words he could say were muffed as the buizel attacked his mouth again.

His lips would be bleeding by the end of this if he kept going this hard and he made a sound. Dammit, he liked it hard.

And hard it was, he could feel it. He pushed Aiden off him again. "You can't make a mess of me!" he said, hushed. He could already feel Aiden's pre on his neck and tried to wipe it off. Aiden snorted and leaned down to lick that off.

"Ugh," he said, although he shivered at the feeling of the tongue on his neck and ribs. Aiden was still dripping, so he slowly began to work his way back, laying soft and then firm licks on his belly, abdominal muscles, and lower belly before reaching his underwear.

"You're hard," Aiden said. There was a hint of glee in his voice he couldn't keep out.

"Making out does that to a guy," Jacob said half-heartedly, giving in to Aiden's comments. Aiden looked genuinely pleased for a solid few moments before it twisted into a horny sneer.

"Take them off," he said.

"What?"

"Take them off," he repeated, growling. He pawed at the edges of the bulge and gave him a cute look Jacob didn't buy for a second.

His paws slowly slid up until they were cupping his bulge, and Jacob grit his teeth as his cock was groped within his underwear. There was a damp spot forming. "Fine."

Grinning now, Aiden pulled them down quickly. It was difficult not to tear them...and they might have gotten a little rip.

"Be careful with those!" Jacob demanded.

"Turn over."

This time he didn't give an argument. "Fine, get off me." Aiden did dart off eagerly, cock bobbing in the darkness, fur sliding along the skin of the human and causing both of them to shiver.

Aiden's paws returned to his legs as Jacob managed to get around on his knees. "It's cramped in here," he complained, feet hitting something, head could be resting on the door. "What are you even planning to do?"

"What do you fucking think?" Aiden asked dubiously, sliding his paws up and down Jacob's inner thigh.

"Stop that!"

He didn't. "I like the feeling of your skin," he said approvingly.

"Don't ever say something as creepy as that again!"

"You don't seem to be minding~" A paw cupped his balls and teased them for a moment, groping down until they shivered and pulled up. "Heheh."

"Are you just going to poke at me?" Jacob asked.

"Oh, so you suddenly know what I'm planning on doing?"

Jacob didn't answer that...at first. "I don't have any lube."

"I've got two solutions for that." The movement of fur tickled his skin, and Jacob took in a preparing breath as he felt whiskers touch his cheeks.

Paws next, massaging them for a moment before spreading him apart. Jacob took another breath, heart pounding as he thought for a moment if this was really happening.

Then Aiden leaned in and pressed his cool, strong tongue to his pucker, and those thoughts began to leave him.

"Fffff-" Jacob said, trying to be quiet.

Aiden chuckled as he pulled back. "You're going to have to keep control of yourself," he teased. "I've barely even begun, and your friends are right out there." He said that with a touch of bitterness for a moment, but before Jacob could think about it, Aiden had gone back in with the same ferocity that he took his mouth with.

Head pressed on the door, Jacob could just barely make out raised voices every few moments from the game. An exciting dare or bold truth that raised their voices. They wouldn't be heard...as long as they remained quiet.

And they only had so long.

"Fffu-hurry up," Jacob said, breathing out a short breath. "We only have a few minutes in here before Carter comes back."

Aiden's ear flicked, but Jacob was right, and he pulled back, letting his saliva snap off his tongue. Eagerly, Aiden hopped onto Jacob's back, pulling a grunt from him. Thankfully his head was already on the door, and that the door didn't rock with his movements.

Aiden wasn't wasting any time, not with their time limit. Jacob grunted as he was mounted, and a gasp was pulled out of his mouth as Aiden's cock pressed firmly on his hole and sunk several inches in from one movement.

"Ah."

"Shh," Aiden hissed, paws scrambling for the best position to hold onto.

"F-Fuck, slower than that."

"Too big for you?"

"Fuuck you."

"Fuck you? Gladly."

Jacob muffled his next moan with his own lip, biting down as Aiden began to hump him, forcing the rest of his cock in. Sure, he might not actually be the biggest he'd taken, but with just saliva and a bit of time wasn't enough to get him entirely comfortably ready.

But in a shameful way, that only made it better.

Jacob quickly had to pull his head off the door and clamp a hand over his mouth because he was rocking into it from Aiden's thrusts.

Aiden thrust down hard, kissing his pucker with his sheath and holding in for a moment, groaning softly. "Yes," he hissed, pulling back slowly, savouring the feeling of Jacob clenching around his member, trying to pull him back in. He slammed it back in. "Yes!"

With one hand stabilising him and one over his mouth, Jacob couldn't spare any to tend to himself, but as Aiden kept on rocking him back and forth, slamming him full with every thrust, he began to worry he didn't need to.

His cock swung between his legs, thick and heavy with pre, splattering part of the door and much of the floor with droplets.

"Mm. Mm. Mmph!" Sounds of pleasure got through his fingers as Aiden's claws hooked into his waist. The stinging was causing his skin to tingle, and even the feel of Aiden's balls hitting his taint was beginning to drive him up the door.

"You're clenching so hard, bui," Aiden hissed, slipping a little into pokemon speech. "I want ui ze you yell out, but zel bweh, settle for this."

Jacob gasped as he was reminded over and over that this wasn't even a guy; this was a pokemon. A pokemon he hated, railing him like he'd never fuck again.

"You should lower your hand," Aiden said. "Let your friends hear what a whore you are. Getting fucked by a buizel, a pokemon. You're fucking loving this. You're clenching around me so much."

Jacob made a sound of protest that was mixed with a moan, all smothered by his hand.

"Don't even try to deny it," Aiden snarled. He couldn't quite reach Jacob's ears from back there, so he had to settle for savouring the slap of their hips together; he wasn't even trying to be quiet anymore. "If they opened the door right now, you'd beg me to keep fucking you, wouldn't you?"

At that point, might as well finish up, were the traitorous thoughts in Jacob's head.

"You almost came when I was fucking your mouth before, shutting you up. I'm not even going to touch you, and you'll cum, won't you?"

Jacob tried to shake his head, but more sounds slipped his mouth for the effort.

"Come on and cum, you pokemon-fucker," Aiden said, panting hard. He wanted to bite on a scruff, but there wasn't even a shirt, and, despite what Jacob might have thought or said, he wasn't an animal controlled by his instincts.

They couldn't have much time left, and Carter was soft and might even let them out early, so Aiden sped up until he was jackhammering him, and gasps were spilling out of both of their mouths. Get too close to the door, and the sound of their hips smacking would be easily audible.

"F...ooooh." Jacob stuffed his mouth with his fist, squeezing his eyes shut as his hips spasmed, and he pushed back against Aiden, taking everything he could as his cock throbbed between his legs.

His cum didn't shoot out like normal, but the shuddering orgasm he experienced left a big puddle of pearly cum dribbling out of his jumping cock.

Aiden, legs now hooked around Jacob's waist, gave a soft bark and a sharp few breaths, pressing his face against the small of his back as he began to join the human, spilling his load in the human's clenching rear and painting his insides white.

He came a lot, just like last time, grunting and sighing as his balls churned and prostate shot his load into this human he'd claimed.

Slowly, Aiden stopped trembling on Jacob's back and gave a satisfied sigh, pulling back and letting his cum pour out of Jacob.

But because they couldn't just let him walk out like that, he quickly slid down his leg and pressed his tongue to the abused hole and began to lap, pulling a few more gasps out of Jacob as he cleaned him up, bumpy tongue stimulated the sore hole even more.

His flagging cock even twitched a few times and, despite what he said, Aiden reached up and pumped his cock a few times, dragging the rest of his cum out and leaned down there, licking his cock after he was finished cleaning his hole.

"I cleaned mine," Aiden panted as Jacob pulled away, foot sliding through his cum and pulling a frown from Jacob. "Clean yours."

"What?" Jacob panted, managing to get onto his behind, even if it was a little sore. Aiden pointed down.

"I'm not licking the floor."

"Well, you-" Aiden froze, his ears picking something up. "Shit, get your underwear back on. Someone's coming!"

Jacob nearly panicked and scrambled for them, likely making a lot of noise and cursing. He managed to get his legs in the holes right as someone knocked.

"Playing nice again?" Carter asked sternly.

"Y-Yeah," Jacob said.

"So nice," Aiden agreed, pulling Jacob's underwear up and planting a paw on his right cheek and gripping him. "The nicest." His paw slipped into his underwear to press against his hole. Jacob had to restrain a yelp and glared down at the little bastard.

"Damn because your twenty minutes of heaven are up," Carter laughed. "I was going to lock you in for longer, but whatever. You can come out."

Jacob took a breath and grabbed the doorknob.

"Paw out," he snapped quietly, and Aiden poked him again tauntingly before retracting it and sticking the cum-covered digit into his mouth with a wink.

Jacob adjusted his cock and pushed the door open, creeping out like he'd just done something shameful.

"Finally," Carter said, looking him over. Jacob made sure not to expose his neck too much. "I was wondering if you were ever going to come out of the closet." This was a hilarious joke.

"He's been planning to say that since he locked you in!" Rick yelled out from the group, and they laughed.

"Hey, my joke was funnier than THAT!"

"No, it wasn't," Aiden said, sniffing. "Ugh, I have the smell of human all over me." He began to spray a Water Gun on his paws and rub it over his fur.

"And I have buizel," Jacob said darkly. Aiden grinned and sprayed him too. Jacob spluttered. "What the hell?" he asked, but Aiden winked.

Right. The smell. That was actually pretty smart. Drenching him so he'd need to have a shower before anyone smelled him.

Jacob walked off, trying not to wince as he did so to get that shower as Aiden decided to go swimming in the pool with the pokemon.

"Great idea! Everyone to the pool!" Carter announced.

"I didn't bring swim clothes," Dina protested.

"I've got everyone's sizes and spare clothes!" Carter said grandly.

"...What?"

"Come on!" He raced off, Aiden not far behind him.

"Pool party!" Jess squealed and cartwheeled off to join them. The rest shrugged and came after them.

When Jacob came out, he was a bit thrown by no one being around, but he followed the signs to the pool soon enough.

He'd washed well, including cleaning himself out, but even so...a few of the other pokemon were giving him lingering glances with twitching noses.

He didn't need to deal with any of THAT and so cannonballed into the pool.

"So, tell me?" Carter said later on. "Are you two really working things out when I lock you into places?"

"Well, we don't have much choice," Jacob joked. "You're probably rich enough to afford a dungeon to place people who displease you."

"Aiden didn't tell you about that, did he?" Carter said worriedly.

"What?"

"What?"

They stared at each other before cracking up.

"Seriously, I'm happy for you two!" Carter said pleasantly.

"Really…? Why?"

"All that fighting doesn't do either of you any good, and I love you both. Work out your energy another way than screaming at each other!"

The words he had just said...could...no. Surely not.

"Also, swimming made us think of a beach party! Clear your calendar for next week. We're going to go to the beach house!"

"Better than the cabin house," Rick said.

"The mountain house is scary," Jess agreed.

"I liked the murder mystery house," Dina said because, of course, she did.

"The beach house is the nicest," Dan agreed.

Carter's family had a lot of houses.

"The beach will be fun!" Aiden agreed, head appearing between Carter and Jacob. His tails, blurred by the water, teased along Jacob's bulge, and neither of them gave any sign of it.

"As long as you two get along," Carter said sternly. "No biting."

It took a lot for Jacob not to try and hide his neck at that moment.

"Fine," Aiden agreed. "I won't bite. Sounds fair?"

"Good."

It was not good. Jacob still didn't like the little bastard, and his ass told him that feeling was mutual. Still, as Aiden turned to him with a smirk and a gleam, he couldn't help but look forward to the beach as well.

After all, they got along now.

Aiden's tail slipped into his underwear for a moment before he paddled out, leaving the feeling of fur along his cock and balls to linger.

And the other pokemon were still looking.

This was fine.

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Sometimes I just can't help myself.

I don't know what it is. I really like the cute and romantic stuff, but sometimes the hate-fucking is just the best.

First, try at a dynamic like this. Was fun! Hope you enjoyed it!