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Red's Adventures

Chapter 6 - Luna

Shin and Red stepped through the bar's doors. Immediately, a wave of heat and noise enveloped them. The place was packed: couples chatted around small round tables, while more boisterous groups laughed a little further away. Conversations blended into a lively hubbub, punctuated by the clinking of glasses and genuine laughter. It was clearly not a quiet place—but the atmosphere remained surprisingly welcoming.

« Have a seat here, » Shin said, indicating an empty table. « I'll order something. »

« Uh... okay, » Red replied, sitting down.

He surveyed his surroundings with a touch of puzzlement. Why come here to drink? They could have simply stopped by a river... or gone home, somewhere quieter. This commotion was nothing like what he associated with relaxation.

His gaze drifted for a moment.

I hope Blue recovers quickly… A pang tightened his chest. He bitterly regretted not having been by his side sooner.

Shin quickly returned and sat down opposite him. « The drinks are coming, » the Luxio announced with a small smile.

Red frowned slightly. « Why did you bring me here? I thought the noise bothered you. »

Shin shrugged. « That’s true… but I also said I like being in good company. Besides, it’s still bearable. It’s much worse in the evening. »

« And… why here, then? » Red pressed.

Shin’s smile softened. « To help you relax. You need it. And… » The feline’s gaze became more attentive. « I’d like to understand what put you in this state. You can’t act like this here. »

Red looked away slightly. « I… it’s nothing. » Just an old memory. Something I thought was buried deep.

A young Sylveon approached at that moment and placed two glasses on the table. A sweet—almost fermented—smell immediately wafted up.

Red instinctively pulled back his snout. « Wait… you went to get this? »

Shin burst out laughing. « Yes. This is the drink. »

Red sniffed again, suspicious. « It smells… like rotten fruit. It smells like poison. »

« I promise, it’s neither, » Shin replied, still laughing. Red hadn’t known Luxio for very long, but still, he knew that seeing Shin so relaxed and cheerful was something rare. Since the beginning of the day, he’d seemed like a different person. Is it because we’re in the town? Red wondered.

« Tell me… have you ever drunk anything other than water? » Red hesitated, the question pulling him from his thoughts.

« No… »

Shin's eyes widened in amusement. « Seriously? A Pokémon your age? »

« I'm not old! » Red grumbled, slightly irritated.

« Oh, sorry... a child, then? »

Red glared at him. Is Shin trying to annoy me?

« I'm not a child either. »

Shin's laughter intensified. Red finally took a small sip. Immediately, a burning sensation rose in his throat.

« Ugh—! » He put the glass down too quickly. « It burns! » There was something funny about seeing a fire-type Pokémon complain about something burning.

« Exactly, » Shin said. « That's normal. »

A gentle warmth then descended into his stomach, slowly spreading throughout his body. To his surprise... it wasn't unpleasant. He took another sip, more cautiously this time.

The taste was still strange—but the sensation was almost comforting.

« Gently, » Shin warned. « It’s not going to evaporate. »

« So… your story? » Luxio said, his expression growing more serious.

Red sighed. « It’s not fair. If I talk about myself, you’ll have to do the same. » Red didn’t like talking about himself, especially such personal memories, but he knew he owed an explanation.

Shin nodded, amused. « Deal—but not today. Today’s your day. If you invite me another time… we’ll see. »

Red remained silent for a moment. Yet, something inside him was relaxing. Maybe the alcohol. Maybe the atmosphere. Or simply Shin’s presence.

He wasn’t used to opening up. He’d had a mate… but not a friend. Someone to talk to without feeling judged or threatened.

And against all odds… it felt good.

He inhaled deeply. Then he began to speak.

***********

After leaving home at the age of two, considered adulthood for "normal" Pokémon, but certainly not for Ninetales, Red wandered for months, surviving however he could. The wild proved far more brutal than he had imagined.

Fishing was a failure: he lacked both the patience and the skill. As for hunting… he was only strong enough to stalk small prey like Rattata, and even then, only when he managed to surprise them. He still couldn't bring himself to take the life of another living being.

Most of the time, his diet consisted of berries and the occasional piece of fruit he found along the way. Meat was rare.

More than once, Red had nearly died. Large predators had crossed his path, and each encounter had turned into a desperate race for survival. Until now, luck, or perhaps his instincts, had always helped him get by.

But hunger remained a constant companion. Then, one day, after a particularly difficult period, Red discovered something unexpected—it could happen from time to time.

Through the trees, he spotted a gathering of Pokémon. As always, he approached cautiously; it wasn't his first town.

There were only a few stalls set up side by side, where Pokémon were trading food, berries, and items. It looked more like an impromptu market than a real town.

There weren't many people—maybe twenty Pokémon at most—but for Red, that was already huge. It was very rare to find himself surrounded by so many individuals.

He remained hidden for a moment, observing. No one seemed aggressive; some were chatting, others were trading items for food. He judged that this town, too, seemed safe.

He immediately began searching for the stables that offered meat, his only way to eat without killing. Besides, why risk his life hunting… when everything was already there?

His gaze fell upon a stall laden with fresh meat. The smell almost made his head spin; he hadn't had a proper meal in over a week.

Hunger spoke louder than caution. He approached slowly, pretending to simply cross the market. As he passed the stall, one of its tails deftly slipped behind him and snatched a piece of meat. The movement was quick and instinctive; no one reacted.

Without hurrying, Red continued on his way as if nothing had happened, concealing his catch beneath his tails. He had discovered that he was extremely agile with his tails and very skilled at flying.

Once he was far enough away, he returned to the forest without running or looking back. When he was finally out of sight, he took out his loot and devoured it with a satisfied smile.

« That was easy... » he murmured contentedly. His stomach was finally full, and the meat was delicious.

The next day, he did it again. And the day after that too. Each time, the theft seemed easier. The thrill of getting away with it almost made him feel smarter than all the other Pokémon.

But on the fifth day, his luck ran out. As he tried to snatch another piece of meat, an angry voice erupted behind him.

« HEY! »

Red froze, then turned slowly… to find himself face to face with the stall owner: an imposing Golduck, whose eyes burned with anger.

« So you’re the one who’s been stealing from me for days? » the Pokémon growled. « I’ll teach you a lesson, you little thief! » Stupid mistake, Red thought. It was stupid to steal from the same town multiple times, and even worse, from the same stall multiple times.

Red didn’t even have time to reply. A powerful kick struck him squarely in the stomach and lifted him off the ground. He crashed several meters away, gasping for air.

« O-ouch… » he groaned, trying to get to his feet, and instinctively assumed a fighting stance.

The Golduck sneered. « Oh? You want to fight? If you’d stayed on the ground, I might have let you go, » it said before leaping forward.

Another kick grazed Red's head, but he narrowly avoided it. Before he could even regain his balance, a powerful spinning attack sent him flying several meters.

Red collapsed heavily; this time he had neither the strength nor the will to get up.

The Golduck approached slowly, towering over him. « Listen, kiddo, I'm not a monster, I'm not going to kill you... BUT!! Next time I catch you flying... I'll demand compensation. And I doubt you'll like it. »

Red tried to move, but a sharp pain shot through his entire body. Breathing was already difficult. He had such a small, frail body; two blows were enough to leave him in this state. Several Pokémon watched the scene but did nothing; some even mocked him.

The Golduck gave a contemptuous smile. « If you want meat, bring me back some berries. A weakling like you should at least be useful for something. » Was that pity? Red wondered; almost no Pokémon would trade berries for meat.

It took several long minutes before Red managed to get up.

His legs were trembling. « Ouch… my head… » Every movement made him wince.

« I was an idiot… » he groaned.

He had made two obvious mistakes: stealing the same Pokémon several days in a row… and being indiscreet. Yet, despite the pain, a stubborn thought kept returning to his mind.

« I’ll do better tomorrow. » He didn’t immediately notice the presence behind him. All the other spectator Pokémon had resumed their activities except for the one behind him.

« I don’t recommend it, kiddo. » Red jumped and turned around abruptly.

Before him stood a Pokémon he had never seen before. A large, bipedal creature with blue and black fur and a cream-colored torso. And above all… a strange, almost soothing presence.

Red tensed immediately. « W-who are you? » he asked, unable to hide his concern.

The Pokémon inclined its head slightly. « Me? Hmm… my name is Luna. » Its smile was calm, reassuring. « Don’t be afraid, I would never hurt such a young Pokémon. »

Red remained wary, but he didn’t move, simply observing this strange Pokémon. Luna then took out a berry and offered it to him.

« Here. Eat this, you’ll feel better. » Red hesitated for a second before accepting. He should have been wary of such an act of kindness, but something about this Pokémon’s presence made him understand that he had nothing to fear.

« Thanks… I guess. » He grabbed the Oran Berry… and immediately darted off toward the forest, as fast as his injuries would allow. In a few moments, he disappeared among the trees.

Luna stood there, watching the direction he had gone, then she chuckled softly. « What a funny little Pokémon… »

Red ran deep into the forest, clutching the berries tightly in his teeth. He only slowed down once he was sure he wasn't being followed. Only then did he head back to the small cave he had discovered a few days earlier.

The place wasn't very big, but it was more than enough for him. A small family of Ninetales could have lived there without any trouble.

Out of breath, he dropped the berries to the ground and devoured one immediately. The sweet taste soothed the lingering pain in his body a little; unfortunately, no meat today.

Red lay down on the cool rock of the cave and sighed. "Tomorrow… I'll do better." He simply had to be more discreet and not fly over the same spot.

The little fox was far from imagining that the Pokémon he had just met would become the one with whom he would share the most beautiful moments of his life… but also the most painful memories.

The next day, Red returned to the market. He managed to steal from another stable, and the day after that, too.

The days passed like this. Sometimes he stole, sometimes he simply gathered berries in the forest. Other times, he tried to follow the market rules and traded a dozen berries for a piece of meat with Golduck, who surely took pity on him.

Little by little, he learned how this place worked. It was the first time he'd stayed this long, and it was the third town he'd discovered since leaving. In the previous two, he hadn't stayed more than three days.

Trading was a strange concept. Depending on the Pokémon you saw, an item wouldn't have the same value. A shiny object could fascinate some... and leave others completely indifferent.

Dungeons seemed to be the only places where you could find truly valuable items—items that everyone desired. Evolution stones, for example.

But Red knew one thing: he wasn't strong enough to venture into a dungeon. One day, however, as he was crossing the market, something immediately caught his eye. On a stable, there were several pieces of equipment and stones for sale; among them was a fire stone resting on a small cloth.

Red's heart raced. « With this... I could evolve and become a Ninetales. »j

His tails twitched slightly. Without thinking twice, he started to approach. But a figure stood in front of him.

« I advise against it, » Luna said calmly.

with a tone that wasn't threatening, but serious.

« The owner of this stall isn't messing around. And if he finds out you stole it... » she added.

Red growled. « That's none of your business. Let me through! »

The Lucario shook its head gently, assuming a fighting stance. « Sorry... but if you want to pass, you'll have to fight me. »

The little Vulpix immediately felt the pressure. The Lucario's aura was overwhelming. It instinctively knew it didn't stand a chance.

Yet its anger rose. « I hate you! » it shouted. « I need that stone! » But that was all it could do, be angry and nothing else.

So it turned and ran away, furious with itself, with Luna... and with its own weakness. Back in its cave, it ate two berries in a bad mood. Then he curled up into a ball and tried to forget this missed opportunity.

A few hours later, Red woke with a start.

An unfamiliar scent filled the cave.

He lifted his head… and froze. The Lucario was there, sitting and watching him sleep. Red began to growl, bouncing on his paws.

Luna burst out laughing. « You’re cute when you’re angry, » she said. « Almost as cute as when you’re asleep. »

Red bristled his fur. « Why did you follow me?! I didn’t steal anything! »

« Today, » she corrected him, amused. She raised her paws in a conciliatory gesture. « Calm down. I didn’t come to hurt you, sweetie. »

Red blinked, then started growling again. « …What did you call me? »

Luna smiled slightly as she took a step toward him. « No need to be threatening, I just came to offer you something. »

Red remained motionless, ready to pounce if necessary. « What? »

The Lucario sat quietly. « I can train you. » Red remained silent. « You could become strong, » she continued. « Even without evolving. »

The gentleness of her tone made Red uncomfortable. « W-why would you do that? » he finally asked. « We don’t even know each other. »

Luna remained silent for a moment. Then, suddenly, she leaned down and gave him a quick lick on the snout.

Red jumped. « Hey! »

The Lucario laughed. « Because you remind me of someone. » Her smile deepened. « A little Zorua I knew a few years ago. He acted exactly like you. » She lowered her eyes slightly. « He was kind… but he came to a bad end. »

Silence fell once more in the cave.

Luna continued softly, « If I train you, you’ll become stronger. You won’t need to fly anymore. You won’t put yourself in unnecessary danger. »

She observed the Vulpix intently. « You know, I’ve never seen an aura like yours. It’s very unique and doesn’t really resemble a Pokémon aura; at least, I’ve never seen one of this color. I must admit that’s what initially drew me to you. »

Red remained silent. Aura—something new again. He didn’t really know what it was, but he had a vague idea why it was different.

« Ok… » was all he could manage. This Lucario had a strange presence. The last time he’d felt anything like it, it was with… Krystal? That's it, Luna had an almost maternal attitude towards him.

He wiped his muzzle with a paw, remembering the lick. « Stop licking me. I'm not a puppy. »

Luna burst out laughing. « You are one... A very cute one at that. »

Red looked away, a little embarrassed. « Okay. » He paused. « I won't steal anymore. » Then he added, « And anyway... I don't really like fighting. »

Red had been training with Luna for several months now. Every day, the Lucario returned to see him in the forest. For hours on end, she taught him how to fight, how to dodge, how to observe… and above all, how to think before acting. For her, control was paramount.

She had tried to teach him the art of aura manipulation, but Red couldn't. He could only sense it—a diffuse, almost living presence—and could perceive the auras of other Pokémon around him. He could distinguish their emotions, sometimes their intentions… but he remained unable to use it.

Luna had finally explained that not all Pokémon could manipulate aura. Some were born with this ability, while others could spend a lifetime trying without ever succeeding. But since a fox's life was very long, one day he would likely be able to use it if he was rigorous in his training.

He had now mastered several abilities, including Iron Tail, and his movements had become more precise and efficient. He was no longer the clumsy little Vulpix he once was. Even without becoming a Ninetales, he was a Pokémon capable of defending himself.

On top of all that, Red had begun to change. Since the start of their training, Red had never stolen again. He was content with what the forest offered: berries, sometimes a little fish—even though fishing remained a challenge for him. He no longer went to town; unfortunately for him, that meant no more meat, as killing small, innocent creatures remained difficult for him.

Over time, his relationship with Luna had evolved. At first, Luna saw him as a fragile little Pokémon to protect. Then as a student. And now… as a true companion. She had already fallen asleep several times in his cave, something she would never have imagined before.

Red, for his part, no longer felt that constant mistrust. Where he once perceived danger, he now eagerly awaited these moments. He had even begun to enjoy training, even though most of the time it ended with him unable to stand.

They had both gained far more than expected. Red was now a little over four years old when an unexpected event occurred.

A wild Lycanroc, in its daytime form, attacked him without warning. Red reacted as Luna had taught him. He dodged, tried to retaliate, searched for an opening…

But he wasn't strong enough yet.

When Luna arrived, the fight was already lost. The Vulpix could barely stand, balanced on three legs. An open wound on its head was oozing blood along its fur, and its breathing was uneven.

Luna understood immediately. Her expression changed. With a few swift and perfectly controlled movements, she repelled the Lycanroc. Each attack was precise, controlled, and without excess. The predator retreated. For Red, she represented his ideal; he dreamed of being as strong as her.

Seeing that it was a lost cause, his opponent, after a moment of hesitation, chose to flee.

Red remained frozen, trembling, with only one thought: « I almost died today. »

Then anger rose. « Luna… why did you let him go?! » he cried, his voice trembling. « You could have killed him! »

Luna looked at him calmly. « Because my strength isn’t meant for killing. It’s meant for protecting. »

Red gritted his teeth; he didn’t understand. « He was going to kill me! » he retorted, louder. « And now he’s going to go after others! » He tried to take a step toward her… but his paw gave way immediately, and he fell headfirst to the ground. « Ouch! » He winced, unable to move forward.

Luna approached gently. « I know. » Her voice was calm, but firm. « But it’s nature, Red. Predators hunt to survive… just like you. »

She looked deep into his eyes. « If I had killed him in anger… then I would have become a monster. »

« Nonsense! You’re not a monster, and killing another monster won’t make you one! » She looked at him, but Red decided to continue. « If someone hurt you and I had the strength to kill them… I wouldn’t hesitate for a second! »

Luna let a silence settle for a few seconds before replying, « I already told you: never kill unnecessarily. » She paused. « If he had ignored my warnings, I would have acted. But he chose to leave. We’re Pokémon, Red, and many Pokémon are carnivores. According to you, should they all die? Should your family die? » The little fox flinched, unsure how to reply.

Then, more gently, Luna added, « Today... the one I wanted to protect was you. » The words struck Red harder than any attack; his anger vanished instantly. « ...sorry, » he murmured. « And thank you. » He didn't fully understand, but something inside him calmed.

« Come here. » Luna approached and carefully lifted him. « I'll take you back. »

« Ouch—easy! » Red protested, wincing.

« Oh... is my little hero sensitive? » she replied, amused.

« I'M NOT sensitive! » he snorted, offended. Luna burst out laughing. And despite the pain, Red looked away... a little embarrassed in this position... He really did look like a baby, and strangely enough, he didn't mind.

« Red, » the voice, pulling him from his thoughts. « You must promise me you'll never use what I've taught you to kill out of anger or revenge, I can see your unique aura so beautiful, so bright, but often, pokemon like you can become... Just promise me you won't kill if you can avoid it. Always stay on the right path »

Red didn't answer directly, because he wondered why he was being told this. He was just a little Vulpix; he could never kill. He'd only killed one Pokémon when his mother taught him, but he was still disgusted by that act. « I promise! » he said. For him, it seemed obvious. He would never kill a Pokémon, even though he had said the opposite just a few minutes earlier. He knew he wouldn't be able to.

Training continued steadily. Luna had gradually become a part of Red's daily life, to the point of almost neglecting the city. Nothing there truly appealed to her, whereas the forest—and especially little Vulpix—was enough to fill her days.

Three months after the incident, a special day arrived. It was the anniversary of their meeting.

For once, Luna had decided to put training aside. No exercises, no fighting, no lessons on auras. Just… time together.

They went for a walk in the forest. Red tried, as he often did, to catch a fish in the river. Without success. Again. The clumsy splashes and his frustrated expression made Luna burst into laughter, a genuine and warm laugh that echoed through the trees.

They finally settled down by the water's edge. Luna dipped her paws into the river, enjoying the coolness, while Red lay down in the grass, watching the reflections in the current. No words were needed. The simple murmur of the water was enough.

Back at the cave, they ate peacefully. Fatigue was beginning to overtake Red. His eyelids grew heavy, his body gradually relaxing. Strangely, there had been no intensive training today, and yet, he was so relaxed that his body craved sleep.

But just as he was about to drift off, Luna stopped him and, without warning, leaned towards him, their muzzles touching. Red froze. The contact was unexpected, warm, unsettling. Their tongues brushed briefly before she pulled away.

The Vulpix remained motionless for a moment, completely disoriented. He coughed slightly, searching for words, his gaze shifting. « Um… why did you do that? » he asked, his voice hesitant, his cheeks burning.

Luna burst into a soft laugh, « Silly fox… »

She looked at him with a new tenderness, different from the one she had always shown him. Lying on the floor, she stretched slowly, revealing a more open, more confident posture.

« You train hard… You haven’t stolen anything in a long time… » she murmured with a smile. « I think you deserve a reward. »

But beyond the words, there was something else; it wasn’t just a reward. It was a step.

For weeks, perhaps months, Luna had felt their relationship evolving. It was no longer simply protective, nor even just friendship. Something deeper had taken root between them, something she no longer wanted to ignore.

And tonight… was the perfect moment. Red, for his part, didn't know where to look. His heart was racing. His mind oscillated between curiosity, embarrassment, and a strange warmth rising within him that he couldn't quite understand.

He looked at her, hesitant.

Red wasn't truly a virgin, in his previous life he had several partners, but this would be the first time as Vulpix, he had never really explored this part of his anatomy. He never even really thought about it.

« Come on, come here, you really want me to explain what to do. » she said with insistence and a touch of amusement. Red nervously approached between Luna's legs, he didn't know what to do, do pokemon have foreplay where do they go straight to it? he wondered.

He placed his mouth against her vagina and devoured her vigorously, trying as best he could to provide pleasure. There is a big difference between having a mouth and a muzzle. He heard moans getting louder every second, he wasn't very experienced with a fox's muzzle for that but was still a little pleased with himself. Her juices were now spilling into his mouth and he swallowed hungrily. The taste was special but quite pleasant, after 2 minutes Luna told him to stop.

« It's very nice, you're talented... but today you're the one who's rewarded, come here and have fun »

He approached, put a paw on each side of Luna, he was much smaller than her, once in position, his front paws reach the level of his navel. He then aligned his already rigid member with her pussy. He hopes not to make a mistake and not to appear ridiculous. When they were finished, he start moved, pushing in to penetrate her with his pointed tip. Luna had an overview, she moaned as she felt and seeing the tip pushed inside, she knew what happened next, she was waiting for it and moaned a little in anticipation, she hadn't had sex for a while.

He continued, moaning as he slowly pushed deeper into her. He pulled back as his knot pressed against her, slowly pushing his juice-soaked rod back and forth through her tight walls. « Oooh... T-It's... T-So good... »

« Mmph... Did you expect anything else, my darling? » his partner asked, moaning as she felt her walls open around him each time he slowly thrust into her.

« I-I don’t know what I expected. » he has answered. « I-I've never done this before... »

« Are you a- Ah!- virgin? » she asked, surprised. « I- Nnn- I didn’t expect that. »

« I-I... not exactly » he said. He is a virgin with his body, but had already had sexual experiences « Hmmm... no-NNnot exactly...It's... ah-a very strange -answer »

« You make me feel a little- Ahh…-t better. Pretty good, for a not-exactly-virgin. » she laughed between two moans

« Thank you... » he said, his blush deepening. He licked her chest and she let out a moan. Her hand moved to stroke his head.

« Now do you know what to do when your pleasure finally reaches its peak? »

« U-Um... » he blushed, he felt like a child being taught, it was very humiliating, but at the same time he felt so good.

« This is what I would like. » Luna said. « I want you to push your big knot inside me and fill me with your hot cum. Does that sound good to you? » A knot? He hesitated before nodding, already close to his climax. « Mmm…Then do it. »

She cried out as, almost as if on cue, his knot was plunged into her, his hot seed spurting from its pointed tip straight into her womb. He moaned as his partner's walls contracted rhythmically around his throbbing cock. She kissed the top of his head as his orgasm died down, her hands on his ass as he tried to pull out. « Don't do it. » she says. « It's stuck in there, you'll only hurt yourself. We must wait for it to go down. » He didn't understand « What are we nah... stuck, wh-what... nnh happening » His orgasm continued

After a few minutes, the knot had not completely deflated, but Red still managed to get out thanks to his small size.

« Not bad for a first time, you’ll have to work on your stamina a little » she laughed. Without warning she takes him in her arms and cuddles him, she kisses him, licks his head and neck.

« Stop it, I haven't been a puppy for a long time » Red pouted

« Ohh come on...I love doing this and you're so small and cute I can't help myself. »

Even though Red is complain, the lucario's treatment does him a lot of good and he falls asleep in his arms. Even if he was wary at first, Red was happy to have let his guard down, he had never loved anyone other than his family, it was so nice to be with someone you loved , he will never want to lose that.

Red's Adventures

Chapter 6 - Luna

Shin and Red stepped through the bar's doors. Immediately, a wave of heat and noise enveloped them. The place was packed: couples chatted around small round tables, while more boisterous groups laughed a little further away. Conversations blended into a lively hubbub, punctuated by the clinking of glasses and genuine laughter. It was clearly not a quiet place—but the atmosphere remained surprisingly welcoming.

« Have a seat here, » Shin said, indicating an empty table. « I'll order something. »

« Uh... okay, » Red replied, sitting down.

He surveyed his surroundings with a touch of puzzlement. Why come here to drink? They could have simply stopped by a river... or gone home, somewhere quieter. This commotion was nothing like what he associated with relaxation.

His gaze drifted for a moment.

I hope Blue recovers quickly… A pang tightened his chest. He bitterly regretted not having been by his side sooner.

Shin quickly returned and sat down opposite him. « The drinks are coming, » the Luxio announced with a small smile.

Red frowned slightly. « Why did you bring me here? I thought the noise bothered you. »

Shin shrugged. « That’s true… but I also said I like being in good company. Besides, it’s still bearable. It’s much worse in the evening. »

« And… why here, then? » Red pressed.

Shin’s smile softened. « To help you relax. You need it. And… » The feline’s gaze became more attentive. « I’d like to understand what put you in this state. You can’t act like this here. »

Red looked away slightly. « I… it’s nothing. » Just an old memory. Something I thought was buried deep.

A young Sylveon approached at that moment and placed two glasses on the table. A sweet—almost fermented—smell immediately wafted up.

Red instinctively pulled back his snout. « Wait… you went to get this? »

Shin burst out laughing. « Yes. This is the drink. »

Red sniffed again, suspicious. « It smells… like rotten fruit. It smells like poison. »

« I promise, it’s neither, » Shin replied, still laughing. Red hadn’t known Luxio for very long, but still, he knew that seeing Shin so relaxed and cheerful was something rare. Since the beginning of the day, he’d seemed like a different person. Is it because we’re in the town? Red wondered.

« Tell me… have you ever drunk anything other than water? » Red hesitated, the question pulling him from his thoughts.

« No… »

Shin's eyes widened in amusement. « Seriously? A Pokémon your age? »

« I'm not old! » Red grumbled, slightly irritated.

« Oh, sorry... a child, then? »

Red glared at him. Is Shin trying to annoy me?

« I'm not a child either. »

Shin's laughter intensified. Red finally took a small sip. Immediately, a burning sensation rose in his throat.

« Ugh—! » He put the glass down too quickly. « It burns! » There was something funny about seeing a fire-type Pokémon complain about something burning.

« Exactly, » Shin said. « That's normal. »

A gentle warmth then descended into his stomach, slowly spreading throughout his body. To his surprise... it wasn't unpleasant. He took another sip, more cautiously this time.

The taste was still strange—but the sensation was almost comforting.

« Gently, » Shin warned. « It’s not going to evaporate. »

« So… your story? » Luxio said, his expression growing more serious.

Red sighed. « It’s not fair. If I talk about myself, you’ll have to do the same. » Red didn’t like talking about himself, especially such personal memories, but he knew he owed an explanation.

Shin nodded, amused. « Deal—but not today. Today’s your day. If you invite me another time… we’ll see. »

Red remained silent for a moment. Yet, something inside him was relaxing. Maybe the alcohol. Maybe the atmosphere. Or simply Shin’s presence.

He wasn’t used to opening up. He’d had a mate… but not a friend. Someone to talk to without feeling judged or threatened.

And against all odds… it felt good.

He inhaled deeply. Then he began to speak.

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After leaving home at the age of two, considered adulthood for "normal" Pokémon, but certainly not for Ninetales, Red wandered for months, surviving however he could. The wild proved far more brutal than he had imagined.

Fishing was a failure: he lacked both the patience and the skill. As for hunting… he was only strong enough to stalk small prey like Rattata, and even then, only when he managed to surprise them. He still couldn't bring himself to take the life of another living being.

Most of the time, his diet consisted of berries and the occasional piece of fruit he found along the way. Meat was rare.

More than once, Red had nearly died. Large predators had crossed his path, and each encounter had turned into a desperate race for survival. Until now, luck, or perhaps his instincts, had always helped him get by.

But hunger remained a constant companion. Then, one day, after a particularly difficult period, Red discovered something unexpected—it could happen from time to time.

Through the trees, he spotted a gathering of Pokémon. As always, he approached cautiously; it wasn't his first town.

There were only a few stalls set up side by side, where Pokémon were trading food, berries, and items. It looked more like an impromptu market than a real town.

There weren't many people—maybe twenty Pokémon at most—but for Red, that was already huge. It was very rare to find himself surrounded by so many individuals.

He remained hidden for a moment, observing. No one seemed aggressive; some were chatting, others were trading items for food. He judged that this town, too, seemed safe.

He immediately began searching for the stables that offered meat, his only way to eat without killing. Besides, why risk his life hunting… when everything was already there?

His gaze fell upon a stall laden with fresh meat. The smell almost made his head spin; he hadn't had a proper meal in over a week.

Hunger spoke louder than caution. He approached slowly, pretending to simply cross the market. As he passed the stall, one of its tails deftly slipped behind him and snatched a piece of meat. The movement was quick and instinctive; no one reacted.

Without hurrying, Red continued on his way as if nothing had happened, concealing his catch beneath his tails. He had discovered that he was extremely agile with his tails and very skilled at flying.

Once he was far enough away, he returned to the forest without running or looking back. When he was finally out of sight, he took out his loot and devoured it with a satisfied smile.

« That was easy... » he murmured contentedly. His stomach was finally full, and the meat was delicious.

The next day, he did it again. And the day after that too. Each time, the theft seemed easier. The thrill of getting away with it almost made him feel smarter than all the other Pokémon.

But on the fifth day, his luck ran out. As he tried to snatch another piece of meat, an angry voice erupted behind him.

« HEY! »

Red froze, then turned slowly… to find himself face to face with the stall owner: an imposing Golduck, whose eyes burned with anger.

« So you’re the one who’s been stealing from me for days? » the Pokémon growled. « I’ll teach you a lesson, you little thief! » Stupid mistake, Red thought. It was stupid to steal from the same town multiple times, and even worse, from the same stall multiple times.

Red didn’t even have time to reply. A powerful kick struck him squarely in the stomach and lifted him off the ground. He crashed several meters away, gasping for air.

« O-ouch… » he groaned, trying to get to his feet, and instinctively assumed a fighting stance.

The Golduck sneered. « Oh? You want to fight? If you’d stayed on the ground, I might have let you go, » it said before leaping forward.

Another kick grazed Red's head, but he narrowly avoided it. Before he could even regain his balance, a powerful spinning attack sent him flying several meters.

Red collapsed heavily; this time he had neither the strength nor the will to get up.

The Golduck approached slowly, towering over him. « Listen, kiddo, I'm not a monster, I'm not going to kill you... BUT!! Next time I catch you flying... I'll demand compensation. And I doubt you'll like it. »

Red tried to move, but a sharp pain shot through his entire body. Breathing was already difficult. He had such a small, frail body; two blows were enough to leave him in this state. Several Pokémon watched the scene but did nothing; some even mocked him.

The Golduck gave a contemptuous smile. « If you want meat, bring me back some berries. A weakling like you should at least be useful for something. » Was that pity? Red wondered; almost no Pokémon would trade berries for meat.

It took several long minutes before Red managed to get up.

His legs were trembling. « Ouch… my head… » Every movement made him wince.

« I was an idiot… » he groaned.

He had made two obvious mistakes: stealing the same Pokémon several days in a row… and being indiscreet. Yet, despite the pain, a stubborn thought kept returning to his mind.

« I’ll do better tomorrow. » He didn’t immediately notice the presence behind him. All the other spectator Pokémon had resumed their activities except for the one behind him.

« I don’t recommend it, kiddo. » Red jumped and turned around abruptly.

Before him stood a Pokémon he had never seen before. A large, bipedal creature with blue and black fur and a cream-colored torso. And above all… a strange, almost soothing presence.

Red tensed immediately. « W-who are you? » he asked, unable to hide his concern.

The Pokémon inclined its head slightly. « Me? Hmm… my name is Luna. » Its smile was calm, reassuring. « Don’t be afraid, I would never hurt such a young Pokémon. »

Red remained wary, but he didn’t move, simply observing this strange Pokémon. Luna then took out a berry and offered it to him.

« Here. Eat this, you’ll feel better. » Red hesitated for a second before accepting. He should have been wary of such an act of kindness, but something about this Pokémon’s presence made him understand that he had nothing to fear.

« Thanks… I guess. » He grabbed the Oran Berry… and immediately darted off toward the forest, as fast as his injuries would allow. In a few moments, he disappeared among the trees.

Luna stood there, watching the direction he had gone, then she chuckled softly. « What a funny little Pokémon… »

Red ran deep into the forest, clutching the berries tightly in his teeth. He only slowed down once he was sure he wasn't being followed. Only then did he head back to the small cave he had discovered a few days earlier.

The place wasn't very big, but it was more than enough for him. A small family of Ninetales could have lived there without any trouble.

Out of breath, he dropped the berries to the ground and devoured one immediately. The sweet taste soothed the lingering pain in his body a little; unfortunately, no meat today.

Red lay down on the cool rock of the cave and sighed. "Tomorrow… I'll do better." He simply had to be more discreet and not fly over the same spot.

The little fox was far from imagining that the Pokémon he had just met would become the one with whom he would share the most beautiful moments of his life… but also the most painful memories.

The next day, Red returned to the market. He managed to steal from another stable, and the day after that, too.

The days passed like this. Sometimes he stole, sometimes he simply gathered berries in the forest. Other times, he tried to follow the market rules and traded a dozen berries for a piece of meat with Golduck, who surely took pity on him.

Little by little, he learned how this place worked. It was the first time he'd stayed this long, and it was the third town he'd discovered since leaving. In the previous two, he hadn't stayed more than three days.

Trading was a strange concept. Depending on the Pokémon you saw, an item wouldn't have the same value. A shiny object could fascinate some... and leave others completely indifferent.

Dungeons seemed to be the only places where you could find truly valuable items—items that everyone desired. Evolution stones, for example.

But Red knew one thing: he wasn't strong enough to venture into a dungeon. One day, however, as he was crossing the market, something immediately caught his eye. On a stable, there were several pieces of equipment and stones for sale; among them was a fire stone resting on a small cloth.

Red's heart raced. « With this... I could evolve and become a Ninetales. »j

His tails twitched slightly. Without thinking twice, he started to approach. But a figure stood in front of him.

« I advise against it, » Luna said calmly.

with a tone that wasn't threatening, but serious.

« The owner of this stall isn't messing around. And if he finds out you stole it... » she added.

Red growled. « That's none of your business. Let me through! »

The Lucario shook its head gently, assuming a fighting stance. « Sorry... but if you want to pass, you'll have to fight me. »

The little Vulpix immediately felt the pressure. The Lucario's aura was overwhelming. It instinctively knew it didn't stand a chance.

Yet its anger rose. « I hate you! » it shouted. « I need that stone! » But that was all it could do, be angry and nothing else.

So it turned and ran away, furious with itself, with Luna... and with its own weakness. Back in its cave, it ate two berries in a bad mood. Then he curled up into a ball and tried to forget this missed opportunity.

A few hours later, Red woke with a start.

An unfamiliar scent filled the cave.

He lifted his head… and froze. The Lucario was there, sitting and watching him sleep. Red began to growl, bouncing on his paws.

Luna burst out laughing. « You’re cute when you’re angry, » she said. « Almost as cute as when you’re asleep. »

Red bristled his fur. « Why did you follow me?! I didn’t steal anything! »

« Today, » she corrected him, amused. She raised her paws in a conciliatory gesture. « Calm down. I didn’t come to hurt you, sweetie. »

Red blinked, then started growling again. « …What did you call me? »

Luna smiled slightly as she took a step toward him. « No need to be threatening, I just came to offer you something. »

Red remained motionless, ready to pounce if necessary. « What? »

The Lucario sat quietly. « I can train you. » Red remained silent. « You could become strong, » she continued. « Even without evolving. »

The gentleness of her tone made Red uncomfortable. « W-why would you do that? » he finally asked. « We don’t even know each other. »

Luna remained silent for a moment. Then, suddenly, she leaned down and gave him a quick lick on the snout.

Red jumped. « Hey! »

The Lucario laughed. « Because you remind me of someone. » Her smile deepened. « A little Zorua I knew a few years ago. He acted exactly like you. » She lowered her eyes slightly. « He was kind… but he came to a bad end. »

Silence fell once more in the cave.

Luna continued softly, « If I train you, you’ll become stronger. You won’t need to fly anymore. You won’t put yourself in unnecessary danger. »

She observed the Vulpix intently. « You know, I’ve never seen an aura like yours. It’s very unique and doesn’t really resemble a Pokémon aura; at least, I’ve never seen one of this color. I must admit that’s what initially drew me to you. »

Red remained silent. Aura—something new again. He didn’t really know what it was, but he had a vague idea why it was different.

« Ok… » was all he could manage. This Lucario had a strange presence. The last time he’d felt anything like it, it was with… Krystal? That's it, Luna had an almost maternal attitude towards him.

He wiped his muzzle with a paw, remembering the lick. « Stop licking me. I'm not a puppy. »

Luna burst out laughing. « You are one... A very cute one at that. »

Red looked away, a little embarrassed. « Okay. » He paused. « I won't steal anymore. » Then he added, « And anyway... I don't really like fighting. »

Red had been training with Luna for several months now. Every day, the Lucario returned to see him in the forest. For hours on end, she taught him how to fight, how to dodge, how to observe… and above all, how to think before acting. For her, control was paramount.

She had tried to teach him the art of aura manipulation, but Red couldn't. He could only sense it—a diffuse, almost living presence—and could perceive the auras of other Pokémon around him. He could distinguish their emotions, sometimes their intentions… but he remained unable to use it.

Luna had finally explained that not all Pokémon could manipulate aura. Some were born with this ability, while others could spend a lifetime trying without ever succeeding. But since a fox's life was very long, one day he would likely be able to use it if he was rigorous in his training.

He had now mastered several abilities, including Iron Tail, and his movements had become more precise and efficient. He was no longer the clumsy little Vulpix he once was. Even without becoming a Ninetales, he was a Pokémon capable of defending himself.

On top of all that, Red had begun to change. Since the start of their training, Red had never stolen again. He was content with what the forest offered: berries, sometimes a little fish—even though fishing remained a challenge for him. He no longer went to town; unfortunately for him, that meant no more meat, as killing small, innocent creatures remained difficult for him.

Over time, his relationship with Luna had evolved. At first, Luna saw him as a fragile little Pokémon to protect. Then as a student. And now… as a true companion. She had already fallen asleep several times in his cave, something she would never have imagined before.

Red, for his part, no longer felt that constant mistrust. Where he once perceived danger, he now eagerly awaited these moments. He had even begun to enjoy training, even though most of the time it ended with him unable to stand.

They had both gained far more than expected. Red was now a little over four years old when an unexpected event occurred.

A wild Lycanroc, in its daytime form, attacked him without warning. Red reacted as Luna had taught him. He dodged, tried to retaliate, searched for an opening…

But he wasn't strong enough yet.

When Luna arrived, the fight was already lost. The Vulpix could barely stand, balanced on three legs. An open wound on its head was oozing blood along its fur, and its breathing was uneven.

Luna understood immediately. Her expression changed. With a few swift and perfectly controlled movements, she repelled the Lycanroc. Each attack was precise, controlled, and without excess. The predator retreated. For Red, she represented his ideal; he dreamed of being as strong as her.

Seeing that it was a lost cause, his opponent, after a moment of hesitation, chose to flee.

Red remained frozen, trembling, with only one thought: « I almost died today. »

Then anger rose. « Luna… why did you let him go?! » he cried, his voice trembling. « You could have killed him! »

Luna looked at him calmly. « Because my strength isn’t meant for killing. It’s meant for protecting. »

Red gritted his teeth; he didn’t understand. « He was going to kill me! » he retorted, louder. « And now he’s going to go after others! » He tried to take a step toward her… but his paw gave way immediately, and he fell headfirst to the ground. « Ouch! » He winced, unable to move forward.

Luna approached gently. « I know. » Her voice was calm, but firm. « But it’s nature, Red. Predators hunt to survive… just like you. »

She looked deep into his eyes. « If I had killed him in anger… then I would have become a monster. »

« Nonsense! You’re not a monster, and killing another monster won’t make you one! » She looked at him, but Red decided to continue. « If someone hurt you and I had the strength to kill them… I wouldn’t hesitate for a second! »

Luna let a silence settle for a few seconds before replying, « I already told you: never kill unnecessarily. » She paused. « If he had ignored my warnings, I would have acted. But he chose to leave. We’re Pokémon, Red, and many Pokémon are carnivores. According to you, should they all die? Should your family die? » The little fox flinched, unsure how to reply.

Then, more gently, Luna added, « Today... the one I wanted to protect was you. » The words struck Red harder than any attack; his anger vanished instantly. « ...sorry, » he murmured. « And thank you. » He didn't fully understand, but something inside him calmed.

« Come here. » Luna approached and carefully lifted him. « I'll take you back. »

« Ouch—easy! » Red protested, wincing.

« Oh... is my little hero sensitive? » she replied, amused.

« I'M NOT sensitive! » he snorted, offended. Luna burst out laughing. And despite the pain, Red looked away... a little embarrassed in this position... He really did look like a baby, and strangely enough, he didn't mind.

« Red, » the voice, pulling him from his thoughts. « You must promise me you'll never use what I've taught you to kill out of anger or revenge, I can see your unique aura so beautiful, so bright, but often, pokemon like you can become... Just promise me you won't kill if you can avoid it. Always stay on the right path »

Red didn't answer directly, because he wondered why he was being told this. He was just a little Vulpix; he could never kill. He'd only killed one Pokémon when his mother taught him, but he was still disgusted by that act. « I promise! » he said. For him, it seemed obvious. He would never kill a Pokémon, even though he had said the opposite just a few minutes earlier. He knew he wouldn't be able to.

Training continued steadily. Luna had gradually become a part of Red's daily life, to the point of almost neglecting the city. Nothing there truly appealed to her, whereas the forest—and especially little Vulpix—was enough to fill her days.

Three months after the incident, a special day arrived. It was the anniversary of their meeting.

For once, Luna had decided to put training aside. No exercises, no fighting, no lessons on auras. Just… time together.

They went for a walk in the forest. Red tried, as he often did, to catch a fish in the river. Without success. Again. The clumsy splashes and his frustrated expression made Luna burst into laughter, a genuine and warm laugh that echoed through the trees.

They finally settled down by the water's edge. Luna dipped her paws into the river, enjoying the coolness, while Red lay down in the grass, watching the reflections in the current. No words were needed. The simple murmur of the water was enough.

Back at the cave, they ate peacefully. Fatigue was beginning to overtake Red. His eyelids grew heavy, his body gradually relaxing. Strangely, there had been no intensive training today, and yet, he was so relaxed that his body craved sleep.

But just as he was about to drift off, Luna stopped him and, without warning, leaned towards him, their muzzles touching. Red froze. The contact was unexpected, warm, unsettling. Their tongues brushed briefly before she pulled away.

The Vulpix remained motionless for a moment, completely disoriented. He coughed slightly, searching for words, his gaze shifting. « Um… why did you do that? » he asked, his voice hesitant, his cheeks burning.

Luna burst into a soft laugh, « Silly fox… »

She looked at him with a new tenderness, different from the one she had always shown him. Lying on the floor, she stretched slowly, revealing a more open, more confident posture.

« You train hard… You haven’t stolen anything in a long time… » she murmured with a smile. « I think you deserve a reward. »

But beyond the words, there was something else; it wasn’t just a reward. It was a step.

For weeks, perhaps months, Luna had felt their relationship evolving. It was no longer simply protective, nor even just friendship. Something deeper had taken root between them, something she no longer wanted to ignore.

And tonight… was the perfect moment. Red, for his part, didn't know where to look. His heart was racing. His mind oscillated between curiosity, embarrassment, and a strange warmth rising within him that he couldn't quite understand.

He looked at her, hesitant.

Red wasn't truly a virgin, in his previous life he had several partners, but this would be the first time as Vulpix, he had never really explored this part of his anatomy. He never even really thought about it.

« Come on, come here, you really want me to explain what to do. » she said with insistence and a touch of amusement. Red nervously approached between Luna's legs, he didn't know what to do, do pokemon have foreplay where do they go straight to it? he wondered.

He placed his mouth against her vagina and devoured her vigorously, trying as best he could to provide pleasure. There is a big difference between having a mouth and a muzzle. He heard moans getting louder every second, he wasn't very experienced with a fox's muzzle for that but was still a little pleased with himself. Her juices were now spilling into his mouth and he swallowed hungrily. The taste was special but quite pleasant, after 2 minutes Luna told him to stop.

« It's very nice, you're talented... but today you're the one who's rewarded, come here and have fun »

He approached, put a paw on each side of Luna, he was much smaller than her, once in position, his front paws reach the level of his navel. He then aligned his already rigid member with her pussy. He hopes not to make a mistake and not to appear ridiculous. When they were finished, he start moved, pushing in to penetrate her with his pointed tip. Luna had an overview, she moaned as she felt and seeing the tip pushed inside, she knew what happened next, she was waiting for it and moaned a little in anticipation, she hadn't had sex for a while.

He continued, moaning as he slowly pushed deeper into her. He pulled back as his knot pressed against her, slowly pushing his juice-soaked rod back and forth through her tight walls. « Oooh... T-It's... T-So good... »

« Mmph... Did you expect anything else, my darling? » his partner asked, moaning as she felt her walls open around him each time he slowly thrust into her.

« I-I don’t know what I expected. » he has answered. « I-I've never done this before... »

« Are you a- Ah!- virgin? » she asked, surprised. « I- Nnn- I didn’t expect that. »

« I-I... not exactly » he said. He is a virgin with his body, but had already had sexual experiences « Hmmm... no-NNnot exactly...It's... ah-a very strange -answer »

« You make me feel a little- Ahh…-t better. Pretty good, for a not-exactly-virgin. » she laughed between two moans

« Thank you... » he said, his blush deepening. He licked her chest and she let out a moan. Her hand moved to stroke his head.

« Now do you know what to do when your pleasure finally reaches its peak? »

« U-Um... » he blushed, he felt like a child being taught, it was very humiliating, but at the same time he felt so good.

« This is what I would like. » Luna said. « I want you to push your big knot inside me and fill me with your hot cum. Does that sound good to you? » A knot? He hesitated before nodding, already close to his climax. « Mmm…Then do it. »

She cried out as, almost as if on cue, his knot was plunged into her, his hot seed spurting from its pointed tip straight into her womb. He moaned as his partner's walls contracted rhythmically around his throbbing cock. She kissed the top of his head as his orgasm died down, her hands on his ass as he tried to pull out. « Don't do it. » she says. « It's stuck in there, you'll only hurt yourself. We must wait for it to go down. » He didn't understand « What are we nah... stuck, wh-what... nnh happening » His orgasm continued

After a few minutes, the knot had not completely deflated, but Red still managed to get out thanks to his small size.

« Not bad for a first time, you’ll have to work on your stamina a little » she laughed. Without warning she takes him in her arms and cuddles him, she kisses him, licks his head and neck.

« Stop it, I haven't been a puppy for a long time » Red pouted

« Ohh come on...I love doing this and you're so small and cute I can't help myself. »

Even though Red is complain, the lucario's treatment does him a lot of good and he falls asleep in his arms. Even if he was wary at first, Red was happy to have let his guard down, he had never loved anyone other than his family, it was so nice to be with someone you loved , he will never want to lose that.