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It has been two summers since I last saw my master. Everything around us was going to hell, people getting sick, people dying, people fighting. But in the end, I had him and he had me. It was all I ever needed. Until that dreadful night...

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The life we lived together felt like a fantasy at times, waking up every morning in the same bed with my Master running his hands through my blue fur. Sometimes I'd wake him up through other means, and greet him to a morning of passionate love. When winter came around, a strange flu started to spread throughout the city. Master was one of the few that started isolating us early, keeping me indoors and spending more time at home. At the time, those moments felt like Christmas had come early as I got to spend more time with him. Cuddling, hugging, watching shows together, and more than occasional passionate love making. Then the pandemic got worse as weeks ticked by, hospitals packed full and the military stepped in to initiate quarantine.

Master had taken me out of the city and snuck us out through the quarantine zone before the entire block was locked down, blocking every path in or out of the city. The sight of all the helicopters and spotlights, and the auras of terrified and angry people filled me with so much dread. But Master knew what he was doing, taking us far away from the city in his old car, yet... his aura was filled with… Sorrow. He couldn't bear to look at me, but he would stare at his wrist constantly as if something could happen any minute.

When we finally reached the cabin after 3 hours of driving, I jumped out of the car and stretched. It felt great to walk on my stiff legs. The cozy recluse was a sight for sore eyes. Yet, Master sat in the car for a few minutes, staring at his wrist before letting out a sigh and stepping out of the vehicle. His aura hasn't changed since the drive as he approaches me and kneels down to be face to face with me. He tries his best to smile at me but the tears dripping down his cheeks betray his crumbling facade. My Master places his hand on my shoulder, his watch glowing with a bright orange ring.

"I… I don't know how to say this…" he stumbles over his words as he tries to speak to me, but I know exactly what he is going to say.

"Y-You're going to leave me… A-Aren't you…"

He looks at me with tear stained eyes and wipes them away with his sleeve. "Yes… I didn't want it to be this way." He can't bear to look at me any longer as he stares down at my chest spike.

My heart sinks to the pit of my stomach, my greatest fear coming true. I couldn't believe it at first. I try to laugh to see if he is kidding, but his face doesn't change. "Y-You can't be serious… Please! Tell me you are kidding!" I shout at him, hitting his chest with my paws as I beg him to stop it. "Please Master! This isn't funny!"

He starts to choke up, his tears flowing freely and staining my blue fur with his sadness. He pulls me tight against him and hugs me tightly. "D-Don't leave me Master! I'm sorry for what I did! Please don't leave me!" I cry in his arms, hoping to fix whatever I did to upset him so greatly, but he simply lifts up my chin and gives my lips a soft peck.

"It's not your fault. You could never do anything to make me want to leave you," he says, finally giving me a real smile as he looks into my red eyes.

"Why? W-Why are you leaving me?"

He looks down again, this time towards his watch with that unfamiliar orange ring. "It is time. I have to do something I wish I'd never have to do." He says as he picks me up into his arms. "And I don't want to risk you getting hurt." He carries me to the cabin, the familiar smell of the simple wood fire stove nostalgic to my sensitive nose. The interior is small but it is perfect for me and my master. He sets me down onto the bed and takes his position between my legs, making me feel exposed as my sheath and balls sit on display for him. _"M-Master…" _

He leans down and presses himself onto me, his protective weight feeling so heavenly on me. "I know boy…" He simply says as he sits up to run his fingers through the tan fur on my chest. "I don't want to go, but I have to," he says with a heavy sigh.

I whine at him and press my paws under his shirt, feeling that soft skin grace my pads and his firm muscle underneath. My spike easily tears his shirt open on the other side and exposes his chest to me, the pangs in my heart feeling the warmth of arousal coursing through it while I continue to fondle his chest. He knows me too well, voice gasping as he grasps my sheath and gently rubs my small red tip. "I-I love you Master." I whimper.

He swallows the lump in his throat and discards the tattered shirt to the ground, his upper half completely exposed as he pulls me up to kiss me again, his mouth lingering much longer this time as he passionately holds it as long as we could before pulling away,my breath stolen along with him. "I love you. I love you so much," he tells me, rubbing my cheek with one hand while squeezing my tip with the other.

I can't handle it any more as I bring myself onto my knees in front of him and unbuckle his pants with my clumsy paws, my lust growing the longer I fumble with his pants until I finally get it open. I wince immediately when that large human cock flops onto my face, its heat radiating intensely on my muzzle. My Master chuckles at the sight of his shy lover wearing a dick on his face. I blush and fold back my ears, feeling embarrassed, but it doesn't stop my lust for my Master's cock. I lift up that dick from my face and pull my head back to look at the girthy length and all its glory. I lick my lips in anticipation and I wrap my mouth around his head as best as I can before I run into the familiar problem of worshiping a dick that is too big for me. My jaw can barely open up wide enough for the head to slip inside and its girth is just too much for my throat to handle.

I have to make do with what I am capable of taking, worshiping his fat tip with my tongue and sucking on it as much as I can with what little space I have to work with. I couldn't help but salivate over his cock, bobbing my head back and forth over just his tip, lines of drool dripping down his length and from the corner of my lips. It tastes so much like him and I want more. I must look so needy with my red length pulsing between my legs, precum leaking down the tip of my cock as I get off to worshiping another male.

He places his hand on the top of my head, taking my folded ear and rubbing it with those soft fingers. I shiver hard from just his touch alone and make more of a mess on the bed with my precum. It's so much… it's too much… I love it.

"Alright boy… I think that's enough prep." He says as he moves me off his cock with a gentle pull on my ears. It makes a wet plop as it flops out of my lips and bounces with a heavy sway. I wipe the drool from my mouth with my forearm and gaze at the naked human before me as he takes a seat beside me and lays himself onto his back. His eyes look at me as his dick twitches in the open air, standing straight as a pole and beckoning me to take care of it. He knows that's my favorite position…

My body is shaking as I climb onto his lap, my stomach in knots like it's my first time being mated by him. My paws struggle to get a hold of his dick while my ass hovers above it, before I carefully sit myself down onto his round head. My tailhole struggles to open up around his girth; all of our practice still doesn't matter when it comes to our size difference, his length is just too big for my body to take. Yet when I finally feel my little hole give in, my hip drops onto his lap with heavy thud, my vision fading to black and I lose all sensation except for the immense fullness in my guts.

I come to and find myself in the warm embrace of my Master, his cock pulsing inside me as I lay on his cum covered chest. "Always the quick shot," he teases me, making me blush hard as I always cum without failure on the initial penetration.

"Shut up…" I whine, my hips already rocking on his lap and stirring up my insides with his impressive cock. Arceus… He's so fucking big. All he does is look at me as he slides his hands up and down my waist, leaving my smaller dick to twitch and throb on his stomach as my furry blue balls tighten up to expel another load of cum onto his messy chest. My voice moans softly as I cease all movement to orgasm again on his lap. I bring a paw to where I can feel his cock the most and find the bulge in my belly he is making.

I squeeze it and feel that cock flex back through my bulging skin. He has no right to be inside me… but I can't help but love just how much he doesn't belong. And the greatest part of all is when I close my eyes and see our auras mingling together, all of it all taking place inside me. My toes curl at the sensations of his aura swirling inside me and mixing with my own, losing myself so much in that feeling that I just…

As quickly as the second one came, a third arose as my cock pulses and gushes out a heavy stream of white all over the human's chest to add more to the mess. My voice betrays me as I let out a whine and squirm on his lap, the human just watching me embarrass myself with a smile on his face. "You just make the cutest faces every time you cum~" He teases me again, the human having hardly done a thing, and he's already made me cum three times.

My chest feels tight as my embarrassment wells up inside me, "S-Shut up!" I whine at him, digging into his chest to add another cut among the many scars I left on him. He winces from the newest cut I make before carefully lifting my paws up and locking his fingers with mine.

"Go on My Mate. Make love to me." He encourages me while bumping his hip up into my penetrated rump, his cock sliding in just an inch more before finally having nothing left to give.

My body is shaking as I struggle to find the strength within myself, lifting my foot to stand on my paw pads before crouching over the human with my rump firmly planted on his lap. I take in deep breath and raise my ass off of his cock, the immense warmth leaving my body as I slipped out of my needy hole until just his tip remained. My taut ring clenched hard around his fat blunt head, coaxing to spurt out his natural lubricant into my willing bottom. While the ascent off of his cock took a while to finish, the descent ended in a mere second as my ass dropped back down onto lap with a meaty Plap!

My voice pitches in tone as I moan from the fourth orgasm rocking my body to its core. I would have stopped right there and begged him to cum inside me if he wasn't thrusting his hips forward to bounce my ass off of his lap. My eyes widen as my ass falls back down onto my lap only to get forced back up by my Master's hip crashing into my plush cheeks. The real breeding finally begins as he drives me well beyond the throes of orgasms and bliss. Soft echoes of his toned thighs colliding against my blue furred cheeks fills my ears with the wonderful sounds of our mating. My breathing grows heavy and my legs become numb with every bounce on his lap as every hilt makes me feel pleasure beyond anything in my life.

It wasn't long until he had to take over for me as he angles his knees into a 45 degree and plants his feet onto the bedding. The position is just perfect to drive his length hard and deep into my willing tailhole, burying it into me with such force that it makes my knotted cock flop up with a heavy slap against the bulge his cock is giving in my tummy. It's too much… My vision is failing me and my arms are buckling beneath me.

It wasn't long until my paws slipped underneath me and I fell into his chest, my spike leaving a cut into his arm before sliding down between his arm and his chest. My red eyes glazed over as he continued breeding my rump, claiming me as his mate just the way I love it. I wince as I feel another orgasm is pushed out of my prostate and soaks our stomachs in my warm seed. After what had to be my fourth or fifth time of cumming onto his lap, he finally pushes himself balls deep inside me and flexes his cock hard. My voice whining as I feel his dick pulsing and pumping so much hot seed into me, leaving a part of him within me and making me feel so warm inside. When he pulls his cock out nice and slow to savor the way my ass grips down his shaft before it flops out with a wet plop, I can still feel his aura swirling and intermingling with my own.

I hug him tightly and nuzzle my snout under his chin, his hand gently patting my back a few times before he lets out a sigh. "Please… Don't go…" I beg him, my arms locking up to make it almost impossible to get me off him.

He doesn't say anything at first as he runs his fingers along my back, just basking in the moment of silence between us until he feels my tears drip onto his skin. "I have to do this. I made a promise I would do this should this ever happen and I don't want you to get hurt." He says as he uses his other hand to rub the back of my head and give one of my ears a gentle scratch. "I promise you I will come back, you are my everything and I want to make sure there is a world left for my mate to live in." He tells me before sitting up with me still held in his arms.

I can't stop myself from shaking and squeezing him even tighter that my chest spike is cutting into his skin again. "M-Master…" I cry out before weeping into his arms, crying my eyes out for him as he holds me close so stoically.

It must have been an hour before I finally let him go. The human is standing up and stretching before going to the closet of the cabin, he opens it up and pulls out a case from within a hidden panel in the wall. The man before me, who had lived such a mundane life with me all my life, is getting dressed in body armor and equipping weapons with such familiarity and ease that it scared me to see this side of him. He looks back at me as he adjusts something on his shoulder strap before a small black box glows a bright orange ring just like his watch. He walks back towards me and I couldn't help but shy away from his suddenly intense stare. His gloved hand gives my head a gentle petting before he leans in and gives me one final kiss on my forehead.

"I'll be back soon love… I promise." He says to me before stepping out of the cabin, leaving me to fully process what he has done before I finally step outside to see the tire treads left behind by the car he drove in with.

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2 Years later...

I let out a sigh as I looked down at my paws, holding the last cup of coffee I will ever make as the supplies he left behind are starting to dwindle. I carefully take a sip from the mug before I hear a branch break from the side of the cabin, my ears flicking as I stand up and ready myself to hurl an aura sphere at the intruder of my Master's cabin.

What steps out from the brush is no mere wild animal as it's a man dressed in black clothing, his face adorned with a black mask and his chest completely decorated in many watches all glowing an ominous red ring. The way he is limping up the hill, just barely making it up before I see the fullest extent of his injuries. Blood stains soaked in his clothing along with many bullet holes and tears. He stops when he sees me standing on the front porch, his gloved hand shakily reaching up to his mask and lifting up and off his head as it falls to the forest floor with a heavy clunk

My eyes widening at the sight of his scarred face as my stomach twists itself into a knot. "Master…"

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Bonus Content from the Lucario's Mate during the 2 year separation.

The sewers lay quiet as the slow trickle of water makes its way through the concrete pathways of the waterways. The silence is soon broken by the cracks of gunfire above, the sounds becoming louder as something starts to tumble down from the surface. A bloody and beaten individual crashes, rolls into the filthy water and cries out in pain. The voices above shout as the gunfire continues. You are the sorry individual laying on the floor of the sewers, your hands clutching onto the bullet wound in your side as your blood adds a deep red color to the water below. You struggle just to turn onto your front and push yourself up onto your feet. The pain becomes far too much as you drip back onto your knees, crawling through the muck to the wall just so you can support yourself on your two feet.

"Warning: An Agent has gone Rogue."

Your watch states as you try to focus on breathing for a little while longer. The ceiling above shakes and a distance explosion booms from afar.

**"Alert: An Agent's vitals have flat lined.

Warning: An Agent has gone Rogue."**

"Gaaah FUCK!" You shout as the pain in your sides flares up, the bleeding slowing down as you step down an approaching slope. You take it nice and easy down the ramp before the floor shakes again with a much closer explosion, making you lose your foot and fall down the rest of the way. You roll down the concrete floors of the slope and come to stop at the bottom, your bones aching from the rough fall as your watch lights up.

"Warning: Multiple Agents have gone Rogue."

You suck in a lung full of air and cough it out before spitting out your blood. You turn onto your stomach and crawl towards the wall again, sitting up and leaning back against it. You reach into your chest plate and open up a pouch, pulling out a single picture of your blue furred lover sleeping soundly in your bed. You press that very picture to your chest and let out a depressed sigh.

*"Alert: Division Presence in the AO is reaching critical levels." *

You look at the picture once more, tears coming to your eyes as you wish to feel his warmth once again. "I'm sorry… I won't be coming home to you." You speak to the photo before leaning your head back against the wall. You feel your eyelids grow heavy and merely follow the will of your own body, closing your eyes shut and letting fate decide your fate.Your body lays against the wall with your head slumped over, blood dripping from your lips as your red tinted shirt reeks of iron. You move in and out of consciousness as your watch continues to announce the betrayal of your own fellow agents. You finally gain enough energy to stay awake as your watch continues its feed of info.

"Alert: An Agent's vitals have flatlined.

Alert: An Agent's vitals have flatlined.

Alert: An Agent's vitals have flatlined.

Alert: An Agent's vitals have flatlined.

*Warning: You are the last Division Agent in the AO." *

You feel whatever hope you have of stopping this threat sink into the bog of despair, this city and all of its inhabitants are doomed to suffer under the fear of these rogue agents… an entire platoon of agents. Your vision starts to fade back into the recess of unconsciousness until you hear one last ping.

*"Alert: A new directive has been activated. Initiating Darkest Night Protocol." *

You jolt back awake at the mention of a new directive, your body stiff but unbroken. You groan as you get yourself off the floor and stand on your feet, you wobble and sway. Your balance is still off as you limp along the waterways, your watch blinking slowly with its orange circle. You try to navigate the sewers but you have no idea where to begin.

You feel lost…

You feel alone…

You feel hopeless…

You feel afraid…

You feel betrayed…

You feel hatred…

*"Alert: Assigning agent to the Darkest Night Protocol." *

You don't remember this in the training you were given. You glance down at your wrist and watch as the orange ring of light, a shining beacon of hope in a time of desperation and ruin, slowly dies out and leaves you in the darkness of the sewers.

"Objective has been updated: Eliminate the Rogue Agents."