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Jet didn't know how it came to this, but he was well past the point of no return in his opinion, the door swinging open with hardly even a creak. A grey furred snout peeked into the darkness, aquamarine eyes scanning every inch of the room before the being stepped past the threshold with a faint click of claws on hardwood.

“Okay Jet, quick and easy, in and out." The creature told himself as he creeper past a window next to the door, a rogue wind rustling the curtains to let in the moonlight, revealing the form of a zoroark that was clearly terrified.

Even in dim light, you could see the grimace on his muzzle, eyes darting to a nearby hallway before staring at the stairs for almost a full minute.

“I can't believe I'm freaking doing this."

He hated the fact he had to resort to breaking and entering, becoming something Pokémon always told him he would be.

At his point though, he felt that he had little choice.

He needed something, anything to fill his stomach.

He had tried everything to get by without resorting to stealing, but no one in the city or the village would give him a job thank to his family, and he wasn't strong enough to join the Guild after they upped the minimum requirements to get in.

Finally, after almost two weeks of eating table scraps and drinking water from a ditch, he couldn't take it anymore.

He hated that he knew how to pick the lock so easily, able to slip in uninvited with relative ease, but once the smell hit his nose he stopped caring.

The Pokémon who lived here must have cooked something tonight for dinner, the scent of fried meat and fresh berries filling his sensitive nose.

His belly rumbled loudly, the dark fox stopping dead as he held his pained gut and his head snapped back to the stairs, ears twitching as they listened for even the tiniest noise.

Once he was sure he wouldn't be getting any visits from the house owner, he darted into the kitchen and wrapped his claws around the fridge door, shaking violently as he popped it open to reveal the treasure trove within.

Fresh taurus steak, fried berry stir-fry, and so many more foods he didn't even know the name of. His mouth watered, a single tear leaving his eye to wet his fur.

He reached for the steak and tore back the film covering, so transfixed by the sight and the smell of the leftovers that he didn't even notice the creature now sitting on the counter behind him.

“Wasn't expecting visitors tonight."

Jet nearly elbowed the fridge door hard enough to pop it off its hinges, head whipping around so fast he was surprised he didn't get whiplash.

“Jumpy aren't you." The lucario mumbled, leaning on his elbows and resting his head in his paws.

The fighting type was relaxed, a tired look in his eye that did little to ease the zoroark, who was having the exact opposite reaction.

He felt his heart stop, the blood in his veins turning to ice as he stared at the Pokémon. The dark type was on the verge of panicking, the only thing keeping him any semblance of grounded was the fact that the canine was making no move to hurt him, but that could change on a whim.

“So…lovely night isn't it?"

The lucario was far too relaxed for Jet's liking, not even an ounce of anger or fear in those scarlet orbs. He was calm and confident, a combination that promised nothing but pain if he said or did the wrong thing in that situation.

“Uhhhh…" He didn't know what to say, what to do, simply praying to arceus he wouldn't be going to jail or in the ground tonight.

The jackal peeked past the frozen fox, seeing the plastic covering his leftovers perforated and shifted, a look of understanding in his gaze as he heard the faint grumble of the fox's belly.

“I'm not mad, or even disappointed." He sighed, leaving his seat and stepping closer, Jet pressing his back against the open fridge, his large red mane squeezing into the appliance to try and gain more distance from his types natural weakness. “Are you hungry?"

His stomach once more betrayed him, grumbling loud enough to make the lucario cringe in sympathy.

“Take a seat."

Jet understood that was more an order than a suggestion, sidestepping around the shorter Pokémon and setting himself down on the stool the aura dog was on. His claws tapped the counter in nervous anticipation as he stared at the jackal, the plate of steak in his paws and he placed it on the stove, clicking on the flames while quietly grumbling something about a microwave, whatever that was.

“Anyway, welcome to my home Mr…"

“…Jet." He answered in a resigned mutter, the young thief now staring at his blood red claws as they tapped the wooden counter hard enough to stab into the surface. He had no reason to lie, it wasn't like there were many zoroark living in either the city or the village.

He could have tried going in under an illusion as a different Pokémon to try and hide what he was, but hungers gnawing pain can break the crucial concentration necessary to maintain the image.

“Jet huh? Not a bad name." Th lucario hummed, pulling the now hot steak off the stove and onto a wooden plate. “Names Gage kid, now eat up."

The plate was placed before the illusion fox, catching him off guard as he was stuck staring at the offered meal, nose twitching as the wonderful smell assaulted his senses and got his stomach rumbling anew.

Jet didn't care why the lucario was even willing to feed him, but he couldn't deny his belly any longer, unable to deal with the pain anymore.

He tore into the meal like a rabid animal, sharp claws cutting through the cooked meat like hot butter while his sharp teeth tore off chunks that disappeared into the vacuum that was his muzzle. He couldn't even properly savor the taste, but it could have been rancid and he wouldn't have cared.

Hunger is the best seasoning after all.

Within seconds the twelve ounce steak was reduced to a single bone, which Jet accidently cracked in half with one desperate chomp. The wooden plate was covered in deep claw marks and several wood chips decorated the fox's muzzle, clinging to the juices that clumped his fur together.

The face he wore was happy, satisfied that he had something inside if his belly. It, however, had a much different opinion, the rumbling making Gage chuckle and head back to the fridge.

Didn't even bother warming up the stir-fry, it was demolished all the same and the bowl was left rattling in the table after he licked it clean of every little morsel.

Stomach fuller than it had been in months, both it and the fox were satisfied, even if the latter was still quite confused why he was being fed by someone who had every right to beat his ass and send him to prison.

Above all else though, he was simply happy that the pain of hunger was gone, the thing clinging to him as a constant companion finally having the door slammed in its face.

Gage smiled, sitting across from the zoroark after grabbing a nearby pitcher and resting his head back in his paws. “So, first time someone's broken into my house, didn't break the locks did you?"

A head shake in the negative, he'd never be that sloppy.

“Good, god knows Ignus has already put us into the red with his collecting." He chuckled, a cup appearing from…somewhere, and he wordlessly poured his uninvited guest a glass of water. With a thankful smile, the cup was drained in seconds as the first bit of truly clean water in weeks wet his tongue.

Cup hit table, and before the fox could blink it was gull once again, the pitcher having not even shifted , much to Gages satisfaction.

Love with a meowscarada long enough, you pick up quite a few tricks.

Jet stared at the water, his reflection amking him internally cringe when he realized just how dirty and matted his fur was, the normally thick and fluffy mane running down his back looking more like a thick rug, the bright crimson dulled to a brick red from months of no access to water outside of the river or a drain pipe.

He was a mess, which is probably why so many thought he was either a criminal or a vagrant,…which he kind of was after tonight.

So many looked at him like the bane of this world's existence, not offering him even the time of day for him to pull himself back up, to get his life back together.

Tonight he knew his life would change forever, that he wouldn't leave this house the same mon he was…but as he locked eyes with the lucario across from him, he knew he probably wasn't going into a cell tonight.

That left the question in the forefront of his kind.

“…Why?" He whispered, looking back down at the water and clenching his paw, the wooden cup cracking ever so slightly, making him cringe and loosen his grip.

Gage crossed his paws over the other on the table. “Does someone truly need a reason to do the right thing?"

That answer went against everything his father taught him, everything he's experienced since his hatching.

His father words echoed in his ears, the fox gritting his teeth as the image of the old and scarred zoroark he called a dad came into his mind. Blue eyes dulled from a hard and unforgiving life looked into his own, still bright with the naivety of youth.

“The world will take and take, everything you know and love dragged away in its clutches while it laughs at you if you let it." His old voice growled, staring at his son before his eyes drifted to a picture of his mate, the two zoroark pressing their foreheads together with joyful smiles. “You have to decide if your going to stand by and watch it tear your life apart, or spit in its eye and fight it for all your worth."

Jet regretted not listening to his dad, thinking everything would turn out alright.

Then he died and everything fell apart, leading him to where he is now.

“Don't put much thought into it kid." Gage hummed, pouring himself a cup before leveling the kid with a small smile. “For now, go get yourself cleaned up, showers under the staircase, then make yourself at home on the couch."

With that, Gage left the fox to his own devices, not the least bit concerned that a homeless guy was in his house without supervision, deciding sleep was more important; understandable.

Jet watched the jackal go, frozen in shock as he came to the realization that he was trusted not to do anything to hurt Gage or his property.

He stared at his water, unable to comprehend how someone could trust a complete stranger, a criminal no less.

No matter how much he wished to deny it, a criminal was what he was now.

After sitting at the table and staring at his reflection for almost an hour, he sighed and decided to follow the blue dogs suggestion and head for the bathroom, letting the steaming hot water run over his mane, his paws pulling out large clumps of fur and dirt that had been stuck to him for months. The water running down the drain was so inundated with dirt and detritus that it was almost black, and he had to unclog the thing more times than he would want to admit, but he didn't care.

He was clean, after so long he looked like a proud member of his species.

His shiny grey fur as well as his thick black breast fur was free of any knots and tangles, and his mane of fur on his back no longer reminded him of a dead sunfisk, the fur once more its natural ruby red, fluffed up like the giant red pillow it truly was.

He hadn't felt so good in months, and as he stared at his reflection, he couldn't hold back the joyful sob that left his muzzle. He left the bathroom soon after that, eyes locked on the couch with an almost reverent gaze.

He was careful not to damage the fabric of the cushions with his claws, the cushion sinking as he fell back onto the soft piece of furniture, arms crossing as he hugged himself and nuzzled into the pillow, an actual pillow, not into a random piece of particularly soft trash.

Needless to say, he wasn't awake long enough to enjoy it.

*****

It had been almost two months since he had found himself in the care of Gage the lucario, the Gage.

He managed to, in his very first foray as a thief, break into the home of the most powerful team the guild had to offer.

For all intents and purposes, he should have been a dead mon walking. He wouldn't have stood a chance if Gage had decided to choose violence, yet he didn't when he had the full legal right to.

He took him in, fed him, even managed to give him a job the next day. Where he took months of trying with little success, the lucario didn't even need a freaking day.

His life had turned around almost overnight. He never went hungry, no longer had to sleep in the cold and unforgiving wilderness, and he even made a friend in the form of the meowscarada of Team Molten Steel.

Jade had taken him under his wing the second they locked eyes, more than happy to listen to his sorrows and teach him the ins and outs of his type, something his father never bothered to even try.

He was even taught things like sleight of hand and, of course, pranks; much to a certain jackals displeasure.

After so long barely surviving to see the next day, his life was finally looking up. He had friends, was able to share a home with three of the most famous Pokémon on the continent, and even learned how to battle from all three of them.

For the first time in his life since his mom died, he finally felt like he belonged, that he mattered.

And all three were more than willing to make sure he knew it.

He owed all three of them his life, but he owed no one more than the leader himself, the mon who allowed him to call their home his own.

He did whatever he could to repay the lucario by doing all of the menial tasks they shouldn't have to bother themselves with, but he knew it wasn't even close to enough.

Gage saved his life…yet he had nothing to give to pay him back.

That's when Jade gave him an idea, never explicitly stating it out loud, but Jet was far from stupid.

Using skills he hadn't relied on in almost half a month, the door to the team leaders bedroom was popped open without a sound, a familiar silhouette creeping inside the room, only pausing to stare at the pair of Pokémon on the bed.

Jade was cuddled up to the lucario, purring softly as he held the jackal close to his chest. A single pink eye cracked open and a smug smile grew on the cat's face. Jet blinked, and suddenly it was just him and the lucario.

No movement, no teleportation, just gone.

'Never try to understand a magician kid, just ain't worth it.' Gage's words echoed in his ears, and he couldn't help but agree.

He wasn't here for Jade though, his eyes focused solely on the canine as he snuck closer, standing over his sleeping form with the same level of nervousness as when they first met.

Claws flexed and an arm was raised to let them gently grab the sheets and pull them away from his target, the other very gently prodding the canine to roll onto his back.

Eyes lit with flames of aura greeted him.

The fox had to swallow the yelp of surprise and panic as he jerked his hand away, only to meet resistance.

Black furred paws held fast on his wrist while the lucario slowly raised himself to a sitting position, staring up at his visitor with an unreadable expression.

“Jade already told me what you were planning." He stated, huffing out a yawn before focusing on the shivering vulpine. “You know you don't have to do this right?"

The lucario would never ask for this as repayment, he wasn't one to take advantage of someone else's shitty situation, but Jet truly had no other way to even begin to show his appreciation.

“I know." He whispered, sitting down next to the lucario, the mattress sinking from his weight and bringing them together at the hip. The tired jackals head hit the vulpine's fluffy chest, the taller fox bringing the canine into a gentle hug, his muzzle resting atop Gage's head. “You always said I didn't owe you anything."

He paused, pushing the blue dog to arms length and looking down with a smile, tears threatening to escape their prison. With one swift but gentle motion, their lips were pressed together in an intimate kiss.

The lucario's fur was smooth and plush as silk against his own, relishing his softness as he wrapped the aura Pokémon up in another hug.

Tongues wrestled, the two fighting for dominance that Jet knew he wouldn't win, allowing the smaller canine to explore his mouth while paws roamed across his own back, ruffling his grey coat and leaving red lines beneath the fur.

His ears twitched at the sound of a moan, taking a moment to realize it came from him, the jackal quickly assuming control and falling back to let the fox sit in his lap, his bottom sitting square against the jackals sheath.

Despite the change in position, their lips never left the other. Affection was still a somewhat new concept to the zoroark, the touch starved fox greedily taking whatever he could as passion he never knew he had went into keeping the kiss going. Claws held Gage's head against his own as he grinded down against the jackals lap, a searing heat pushing against his cheeks making him gasp.

Gage was the one that had to end their lip-lock, pushing the dark type up and away, a string of saliva keeping them connected for a mere moment longer.

“Shit kid." Gage chuckled, a blush turning his face a light purple. The pair were left panting as Gage stared up at the zoroark, his smile warm as a paw caressed the fox's cheek, claws grasping the appendage to make sure it stayed there. “Your serious about this, aren't you?"

He nodded.

Jet had never been more serious about anything else in his life.

This was the mon who took him in off the street, a lowly little homeless thief, and gave him an actual life to be proud of.

He mattered, and as he looked down at the one he knew was responsible for it all, he felt nothing but love.

He loved this mon, with all of his heart.

“…Okay." Paws cupped his cheeks as Gage rose to meet him halfway, the kiss little more than a soft peck on the lips, but that was all he needed. “First time?"

It was Jets turn to blush, nodding before turning away to look anywhere but at him. A paw gently pushed it back, a soft smile on the jackals muzzle as he touched his nose to his own.

“Well take it slow, let you set the pace."

His head was free once more, the jackal laying back on the bed to let the fox have control. Jet bit his lip, staring at the lucario beneath him with apprehension, feeling the sheer heat of that throbbing length between his cheeks.

Slowly, carefully, he reached back and grabbed hold of the stiff length, the appendage pulsing with a heartbeat all its own. The flesh was like a burning hot iron brand, his thumb running over the tip and feeling a bit of liquid come out and smear across his finger.

With a gulp, he lifted himself up and positioned the tapered tip with his entrance, the heat making him hesitate for a moment, a paw resting on his own and squeezing lightly.

That was all the encouragement he needed.

He lowered himself, eyes clenched shut as the head of the cock began to force its way past his unprepared ring, the canines paws clenching tightly onto the foxes hips as they stopped him.

"Jet, that's just going to hurt you." Gages paw caressed his cheek, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the lucario with a frown on his muzzle, which quickly grew into a grin. "Turn around, I have an idea."

Hesitantly, Jet did as he was told, sitting up on his knees with a wince.

The tip barely went in and already it felt like it he was split apart.

With a soft pat on the leg, Gage coaxed him backwards, the fox slowly lowering his rear towards the jackal.

"You're really going to like this." The blue dog cooed, and then there was a tongue pressed against his pucker, the canine's paws spreading his cheeks wide.

"Oh Arceus." Jet couldn't help but groan as the hot, wet appendage pushed into him, the muscle swirling around and relaxing him, his burning anus being soothed by the jackals ministrations.

Soon the pain was forgotten, replaced with the pure bliss that came with that experienced tongue dipping in and out, swirling around, and even prodding at the foxes prostate gently.

"Fuuuuuck, Gage~" The fox whined, claws on the jackals legs as he leaned forward, not wanting to crush the smaller male but needing the support as his own legs threatened to give out.

He was rock hard and drooling like a madmon, a fact he only realized when a paw grabbed his member, giving it a couple strokes and making him buck his hips forward. The zoroark cried out in pleasure as that one touch made his cock spray his essence all over his partner's chest.

"Fuck, fuck, oh fuuuuuuck!" He whined, the jackals tongue and paw continuing their assault, milking him for all he was worth and dragging out his climax.

His balls ached with each pulse, the vulpine's mind going blank and his tongue hanging out as the pleasure coursing through him left him little more than a whimpering mess.

A final spurt was pumped into the waiting paw, and he fell forward onto the bed, his face falling between the jackals legs, just past those big blue balls.

Jet didn't waste the opportunity to lick the heavy orbs, the taste of sweat and musk making his body shiver and his dick give a twitch, the fox's tongue going further until he was licking that delicious, meaty, shaft.

He moaned against the length as he gave the canine prick a sloppy kiss on the tip, sucking at the flesh and getting a taste of the salty pre that dribbled onto his tongue.

"Fuck you're a natural kid." The lucario chuckled, his voice deep and husky, the tone sending a shiver down his spine.

Gage looked at his cum filled paw and grinned as he dipped two fingers into the mess, rubbing his fingers together and watching the liquid coat them.

"Now, we'll start small. You ready?"

"Yes! Fuck, please~"

That was all Gage needed to hear.

The digits were soon pressing at the foxes rear, his anus opening and accepting the intrusion much more easily than before.

One was easy, the second had him gasping and moaning into the mattress, and when the third pushed in, his cock was leaking onto his partner, adding to the puddle already there.

The vulpine's claws dug into his cheeks as the three fingers spread apart and pushed back together, stretching the tight ring and preparing him for the real thing.

Jet didn't know when his cock got so hard again, his tip pressed against fur and leaking more of his essence, but the thought was lost as the digits inside him brushed up against something that had his vision flash white and his breath stop.

"Right there huh?" Gage's chuckle was all he heard before the pads of the lucario's fingers were massaging that spot, and he couldn't stop the desperate wail that forced its way out of his throat.

"Better than my tongue isn't it kid?

The fingers pulled out with a wet pop, and Jet was left a shivering mess, his cock twitching with need as the blue jackal sat up.

"Lay on the bed, get nice and comfy."

With a nod, he rolled over and got comfortable on his back, his legs spreading wide and his arms stretching above his head, accentuating his body.

The canine smiled and crawled forward, positioning himself between the vulpines legs and letting their members rub together.

"Just tell me if it's too much." Gage whispered, kissing his partners lips gently.

Jet's legs hooked around his partners hips and his paws pulled the jackal down on top of him, forcing their lips together as he held the smaller canine close, their chests pressed together and the vulpines cock sandwiched between their stomachs.

"Please Gage...I want you." He mumbled, his muzzle nuzzling against the jackals neck. "Claim me, my mate~"

The lucario's eyes widened, and he pushed back just enough to stare into the zoroarks red eyes.

"What did you say?"

Jets muzzle turned a deep red as he turned away, looking anywhere but at his crush.

"I...I don't want this to be a one time thing...some fling." He admitted. "I...I want to be yours."

Jets breath caught in his throat, and a paw reached up to hold the foxes chin, forcing him to look the lucario in the eyes. Those ruby red eyes held his gaze, the blue dog smiling down at him.

"If that's what you want, then you can call me your mate."

Jet felt his heart beat faster as the canines lips descended on his own, the fox's legs pulling his partner closer.

Their tongues met once again, and his body burned with desire, the need to be claimed.

He was already a member of Team Molten Steel, now it was time for him to belong to the leader, in every sense of the word. He didn't care that he had to share him with the other two, this was what he wanted, what he needed.

His partner, his leader, his lover, his mate~

Their kiss was broken, both breathing heavily as the lucario lined himself up with the zoroarks rear, the fox shivering with anticipation as the hot flesh rubbed against his loosened ring.

"Are you ready for this?"

Jet couldn't even form the words, simply nodding as his legs hooked around the canines waist, trying to pull him forward.

A chuckle escaped the jackals lips, and then he felt it, that hot, rigid, length, pushing past his pucker and making him gasp, the canine slowly entering him.

He had to clench his teeth as the tapered tip spread his rear, his entrance being forced to stretch far more than the three fingers. It didn't hurt as much as he expected though, the cum lubing up his ass helping it slip in, the fox gasping as he was filled more and more.

The lucario wasn't small by any means, his thick shaft forcing his inner walls to part for the girthy cock until a whimper of pain left his muzzle, making the jackal stop instantly with only a quarter of his cock buried in the fox's guts.

"Shit, you alright kid?" Gage whispered, the concern evident in his voice as his paw came up to stroke the vulpines cheek.

Jet grit his teeth, eyes clenched shut and a whimper escaping his throat.

"I'm fine." He gasped. "Just...need a moment."

"We can stop here if-"

"No!" His eyes shot open and he grabbed the lucarios arms, keeping him there. "No, please, don't stop."

"Okay, okay." The lucario chuckled, leaning down to kiss the fox's neck, and he couldn't help the moan that left his lips.

His body relaxed as the canine began to pepper his neck with kisses and nips, his tongue dragging over the flesh and leaving a wet trail on his fur.

Gently, his partner pulled out, and Jets insides clenched down on the retreating rod, begging it not to leave him empty.

"Don't worry, I'm not going anywhere." The canine cooed. "I'm not done with you yet."

With that, his partner thrust back in, the tapered tip pushing past his prostate and making him groan, his body jerking back as his claws dug into the canines arms.

"Fuck~"

"You're so tight." The lucario hissed, and his next thrust pushed him deeper, the fox crying out as the jackals member forced his walls apart again.

He wasn't nearly as slow this time, his thrusts gradually getting faster and more powerful, his cock slamming into the zoroark's prostate with each one, his own dick rubbing against the canines stomach and sending shivers through his body.

The zoroarks belly bulged from the sheer size of his mate's prick, and when the canine leaned back and placed his paws on the fox's legs, he could see the shape of the shaft clearly.

"Arceus, Gage." He gasped, his body moving on its own as he thrust back in time with the lucario's own movements, his dick twitching and spraying more of his seed onto his own chest, the sight of the canines member sliding in and out of his own stomach making him leak like a faucet.

"Damn, I think your enjoying this a bit too much." Gage chuckled, giving the zoroark's legs a squeeze as he pounded into the tight, warm hole, his dick throbbing and the tip leaking more and more pre, the slick fluid adding to the squelching sounds of their fucking.

"S-shut up!" Jet whined, the jackal smiling softly as his mate blushed under his gaze.

"Cute." The word was a whisper, the canine's thrusts picking up in speed.

Jet couldn't think straight, his cock was harder than ever, the pleasure from the canine's member rubbing his insides and striking his prostate made him see stars, his dick bouncing against his own stomach and dripping his essence onto quickly matted fur.

Gage was a machine, his powerful hips slamming into the fox, the sound of their lovemaking echoing throughout the room and no doubt alerting everyone in the building to what they were doing.

They didn't care, lost in each other's pleasure.

Jet was drooling like a idiot, his tongue hanging from his mouth as his eyes rolled back, the constant hammering on his prostate, the heat pooling in his groin threatening to explode.

He didn't know if he was moaning or screaming, his own voice sounding muffled to him as he reached up and grabbed the lucario, pulling him down until they were pressed together, his lips smashing against the canine's and their teeth clashing together.

His legs wrapped around the jackals waist, the vulpine's paws holding his shoulders and his back arched as the lucario slammed into his abused prostate one last time.

The foxes howl was swallowed by the jackals mouth, Jets vision went white and he sprayed his load between them, his cock bouncing between their bodies and smearing the white sticky mess on both of them, his anus clenching down on the still thrusting canines member and making him gasp into the kiss.

Gage growled against his lips, his thrusts becoming erratic and his pace quickening, the lucario breaking the kiss to gasp.

"F-fuck, Jet!"

That once virgin hole was practically strangling his cock, the jackal having to force his cock in and out of the vice-like grip, the friction sending waves of pleasure up his spine.

"Fill me, claim me." Jet whined, his claws raking over the lucario's back, making the canine growl. "Fucking breed me."

That was all it took.

Gage howled and slammed forward, his knot popping into the zoroark's asshole, tying them together as his cock erupted.

Jet screamed and arched his back, his cock spasming and spraying the last of his own seed onto his chest and neck, the sensation of his mate filling his stomach with his essence making his dick twitch with the aftershocks.

Their lips met once more, and Jet's tongue pushed its way into the canines mouth, their muzzles parted only for a moment before they crashed back together, the vulpine's arms pulling the jackal close.

Jet knew how much the jackal could give, having seen both Ignus and Jade waddling around like they would lay any second after a session or two with their leader.

But he had never felt it first hand, and the sensation of his belly growing bigger and bigger with each pump of the lucario's seed, had his own dick twitching again.

After what felt like hours, the blue dog gave one last grunt and pumped a final load into the vulpine, his dick throbbing a couple times before falling still, the canine panting on top of him.

"That..." The fox couldn't find the words, his mind a foggy haze as he ran his paws through the lucario's fur, the pair staring at each other.

"Yeah..." Gage mumbled, the canine giving a weak chuckle as he leaned down, their lips meeting once again, this time their kiss soft and gentle, a loving caress.

"Fuck." He heard the canine whisper, his voice sounding distant as he was hit with a wave of exhaustion, his eyelids growing heavy and his limbs feeling numb.

Jet smiled up at his leader, his mate, his love, and pulled the jackal into another kiss, their bodies still connected and their hearts beating as one.

"Love you..."

The last thing he saw was the smile on his lover's face before his eyes closed, the vulpine drifting off into the land of dreams.