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Today is a quiet one. No loud noises, no other people, and no other Pokémon. Just the quiet tapping of a keyboard to break the silence.

Acer looked out into the greenery outside, watching the trees move with a gentle breeze. He could stare out the window for hours if his trainer let him, and he usually did, but schoolwork came first and looking out the windows came second. 

He rested his head on his furry arms atop the windowsill, just letting his mind wander. 

Behind him his trainer clicked away at their laptop. He was a scrawny human, or at least that’s what other people always said. He wore a deep blue button up shirt adorned with gold colored accents, and slim, dark gray pants. Acer always hated these uniforms, let alone clothes. He found it especially annoying when he himself has to wear one. Luckily though, they only made him wear a similar button up shirt. But, thanks to his poncho, he needed a custom-made one that had a wider and shorter collar so he could even wear the thing. Even then, his poncho covered almost the entire shirt, which just made it seem so useless to Acer.

Though, that wasn’t the end of his uniform struggles.

The School required collars with their trainer’s ID for any registered Pokémon. Not only did his poncho get in the way that too, it wrapped around most of his neck, making the standard biped’s collars not fit him in the slightest. Again, another custom accessory was needed: a soft and very thin collar, made to fit just above his natural one. He didn’t understand some of these weird human practices but Riley seemed to like how it looked on him so he happily put up with it. Just thinking about how he called it ‘cute’ on him made the Floragato’s face form a slight blush.

As much as the Grassy-cat wished he didn’t sometimes, he liked that a lot .

Acer turned his head to the side, getting a slight glance at his trainer. Whenever he wasn’t staring out a window, he’d probably be eyeing his trainer. Acer knew what his body constantly told him, he knew he liked his trainer. He would always get a fuzzy feeling in his chest whenever they were close, or start getting hot in the head when he pet him. He knew it was “taboo”, a Pokémon being in love with their trainer.

Though, Acer had done some… research on the legality of Trainer/Pokémon relations in Amyra. The law differed slightly from Region-state to Region-state but, as far as he was aware, it was technically legal in Steras, though it isn’t deemed morally legal to most people.

He let out a small sigh of frustration, trying to look away before Riley notices his flustered look. Every part of Acer wanted him, and his loins were especially vocal about it. He could already feel his tip poking from his sheath. Almost everyday he would thank Reshiram for his poncho to hide his shame. Acer tried his best to get his mind off it and onto something else, but… no matter what, his mind would wander along with his eyes over to his trainer. He just couldn’t get it out of his head now that he’s thought about it.

Acer was debating whether or not to excuse himself when he heard Riley suddenly stand up and yawn. “Acer, you bored already? It’s been only like…” Riley’s voice trailed off for a moment, “...Oh come on, really?”

Acer spun his head around, “{What?}” He knew Riley didn’t understand his Pokémon speech but some tones are just universal across species.

Riley had an annoyed look and was checking his phone. He turned to face Acer, “I gotta run really quick, wait for me, a’right?” He let Acer nod at him before giving him a pat on the head, and before Acer knew it, Riley was out the door of the lounge, and he was left all alone. 

Acer didn’t like leaving his trainer's side but he certainly didn’t like disobeying him either. [At least I don’t need to run off this time,] he thought as he pushed away from the window. He plopped himself down on the beanbag Riley was just in. The more he thought about it, he didn’t actually mind being alone this time, especially now that he realized he can use Riley’s laptop by himself. 

Acer was a smart kitty, he knew how to use these weird light boxes humans had. He didn’t understand how they worked exactly , but he didn’t really need to. Ever since his evolution and its addition of articulating digits, he’s always liked to mess around on Riley’s devices. He didn’t even need to turn it on this time, or try and remember the password – which, now thinking about it, he forgot it… again. 

He ignored that and placed a paw over the mouse beside it, minimizing the windows Riley was using. He made sure he didn’t close anything in case it would be lost. Last time he did that, he cost his trainer a sleepless night fixing it all. Riley wasn’t actually mad at him but it didn’t stop Acer from feeling pretty bad about it.

With some delicate mouse movements, he hid everything that was already open, leaving him looking at the wallpaper Riley chose. It was one of Acer’s favorite things on Riley’s laptop. It was a photo of Riley holding him in a bridal carry, with a massive smile on his face. Acer got a warm feeling just remembering it; Riley insisted on getting a photo of the two when Acer evolved, and he was having none of it. In hindsight, he knows why he wasn’t, but at the time it was like he was acting like an upset toddler. It didn’t help that he had just become the size of one.

Riley didn’t care though and ended up scooping him up and forcing him to get the photo whether he liked it or not. Acer remembers getting all frozen up in his arms – he didn’t even realize he liked Riley back then, but the feelings were apparently always there.

Acer clicked on a picture of a Fennekin curled up around a purple circle, opening up FirePhox. One of his favorite things to do on the computer was search up random things or read through online Pokédex entries. After pulling up Dexepedia and scrolling through lists of species for a while, he realizes he’s never looked at his own entry before.

He let his claws out to type easier and typed in F-L before pausing, confused. 

The site had already filled it out for him. Wondering about why it would, he clicks enter and skimmed through the walls of text in Floragato’s dex-entry. Reading through it only told him things he already knew by heart, which made some sense to him considering he was one.

But something was nagging at him; why did the site auto-suggest his species? It should only do that if he or Riley had already…

Riley must have searched up his dex-entry at some point, Acer was his Pokémon after all.

After going through the entire dex-entry a few times, Acer got bored and backed out of the site entirely. He figured he’d know all about Sprigatito too, so he didn’t bother with that either. Another thought clicked into his mind; he was only the mid-evolution of his species.

He didn’t really think about his last stage all that much – hell, it’s been almost five years since he last evolved, and he hasn’t even considered it once. Maybe he wouldn’t mind evolving again, but he barely knew that much about his final-stage, aside from the name of it.

…It wouldn’t hurt to look it over though, would it?

Not bothering to reopen Dexepedia, Acer clicked the browser’s search bar and carefully typed in M-E before stopping as the browser filled out the rest of ‘Meowscarada’ for him. Acer took a second to think why the browser was doing that before he clicked the spacebar and was flashbanged by a flurry of search suggestions.

‘Meowscarada dex entry’

‘What does a meowscaradas mask feel like?’

‘What does a meowscaradas cape feel like?’

‘Can meowscaradas remove their mask?’

‘How does a meowscarada make its flower float?’

‘How can meowscarada reflect light?’

‘Is rubbing a meowscaradas stem actually pleasurable?’

–[Wait what?]

Acer had to do a double take as he read the last one again. [Why did he want to know that?]

Acer was starting to feel even more curious as he sifted through the questions one more time. Even though it ended right after the 7th one, he knew of a place where he could see more. Acer didn’t regularly go through Riley’s search history but… he’s taken a glance or two at it to know where to find it. Opening it up, he went through the most recent things, past his own searches and scrolled for a while before giving up on trying to find it manually.

He again moved the mouse carefully, clicking on a search bar at the top. All Acer had to do was type in M-E again before a flurry of searches popped up. Acer was a little taken aback, as the amount went down past the bottom of the screen. He saw the recent ones from before at the top and skimmed past them. Most of the searches were dated in chunks, spaced out by days at a time. Majority of them were just simple questions, but a few came up multiple times and ended up sticking out to Acer.

‘Meowscarada - e570’

Acer didn’t have a clue what that site was. The little logo next to it was of a blue Zeraora, which just confused him even more. Curiosity got the better of him and this poor Floragato clicked on the link, pulling up a website with a deep blue background dotted with hexagons. 

…

Acer stared at the screen in front of him. He saw hundreds of… questionable art and videos of his evolution. It all seemed to be just art of the Pokémon, no real images or videos. He was just… stumped. He was for sure not expecting this . His mind raced to process what he was looking at, and it hit him eventually.

His trainer was actively looking at Porn of his own Pokémon’s evolution. Acer shamelessly scrolled down through the images, wondering about himself at this point. He didn’t notice how he had started panting slightly as he scrolled or that his cock had completely come out now, as hard as a Steel-type.

After just a moment of realization of what he was doing and where, he quickly backed out of the site and closed FirePhox hastily. Acer bit his lip as he realized what his mind was doing to him, as well as noticing his raging erection. It wasn’t the first time he popped one in this school, he had a serious issue with them whenever he was too close to Riley for long enough.

He just couldn’t shake his mind off what he found, [Why was Riley looking at Pokémon porn? Why was it of them?! Does he… does that mean…] Acer’s mind was immediately going to the ‘best’ case scenario, [Does he like Meowscarada’s that much?… Would he… like me back like that if I was one…?]  

Acer’s cock responded to his own question with a rather hearty throb, helping the grass-cat realize his predickament. [What if he comes back, he can't see me like this! I gotta take care of this, I just…] Acer thought about it for only a moment, but he knew that this one just won’t go away on its own. He quickly scrambled over to Riley’s bag, fumbling the zipper and taking out his sticky notes and a pen.

He’s written like this before, it was the easiest way to actually communicate besides learning Galarian or having a translator. Acer desperately tried to peel off a note from the stack before giving up and just writing on top of it.

‘wen 2 bathroom’ 

Sure, Acer could actually spell quite well, but he didn’t feel like he had time right now and jotted down whatever was faster before dropping the note and pen on top of Riley’s laptop. He shot up onto his feet and ran to the door, reaching up for the nob, before pausing for a moment. [I… dang it, I need to hide this!] Acer was getting even more desperate as he tried to stuff his erection under his shirt, which was already a tight fit so it ended up applying a decent amount of pressure onto his cock, making him unconsciously meow. 

Acer didn’t remember being this sensitive as his poncho draped in front of his shirt, hiding his erection slightly. As he opened the door he could feel himself letting out a little pre-cum into his shirt, though he didn’t have time to care as he stepped into the relatively cold hallway. 

He looked left and right, not seeing anyone as he snaked his way down the hall. Acer knew exactly where he was going. …sorta. He had a hidey place in an old storage closet but it was down past the main hall. It was risky, but it was the closest private place he could think of as he shuffled through the hall. He didn’t see anyone until he got to the corridor split, luckily there weren't many people around. Just a few freemon’s and a trainer with his own Pokémon – luckily no one he knew personally, Reshiram help him if those two found him right now.

He avoided eye contact with anyone as he tried to act normally and just walk past. He made it through the main area and into the other hall, but there were still people there. There was an Espeon sitting in the middle of the hall right next to a trainer and some sort of grayish brown-bird Pokémon. 

Acer knew that this was the fastest way there, but he didn’t like how close he was going to get to the others here. Swallowing the lump in his throat, he walked up to them. He was able to just shuffle around the Espeon without looking at them, but an Espeon doesn’t need to look at you to see you.

Acer kept walking down the hall, turning the corner and disappearing from sight of them. 

Not seeing anyone else around, he pulled open the closet door, diving in and quietly closing it behind him. He spun around and fell onto his hands and knees, his panting having only gotten worse. His Erection hadn’t faltered in the slightest the entire walk. In fact, it only got more and more prevalent. “{F-fuck… why am I so…}” He didn’t finish his sentence for himself and crawled over to the back wall, turning around and sitting against it facing the door. 

Acer just sat there, staring at the door blankly, all while his mind wandered. Acer couldn’t help but begin to imagine that, if he was a Meowscarada, that maybe, Riley would accept his feelings, or even… do to him some of those things he saw on Riley’s laptop. That last part made him wince with how much his body seemed to like it. His cock shot a strand of pre clear up in the air, splatting onto his poncho. Acer couldn’t ignore it anymore and gave in. 

He wrapped his three-digit paw around his pink rod, only needing a touch to fire off more pre. He felt so much more sensitive than before. Just rubbing his cock in a simple up and down motion was enough to send shivers down his spine. His mind was somewhere else, though. Acer’s mind wandered to Riley, just thinking about him was making his panting worsen. 

Acer usually suppressed the most obscene of his thoughts, trying to avoid any embarrassment. But in this moment, he was starting to let that go, letting his mind imagine the things he wanted his master to do to him. His free paw moved to the collar upon his neck, slightly tugging at it, which seemed to fuel the fire in his loins. His cock was leaking pre in an almost continuous stream, and every throb fired out a jet of the stuff with vigor.

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Pura was doing her best impression of a statue while translating for this trainer. She didn’t really care for it, but extra cash is still cash. She did find it annoying to have to listen to them and their thoughts, though; she would much rather be out in the sun than in this cold hallway listening to them talk.

She was sure that these two were almost done when she started to feel a new mind near her and this one was being a little hard to ignore.

She could feel the Pokémon shuffle past her, though that wasn’t the part that hit her; it was his smell. She didn’t even need to look at them to know it was a male, and a Grass-type at that. They seemed to be in a rush as they made their way down the hall. She turned her head to look, getting only a glance at the green Pokémon disappearing around the corner. She tilted her head as she was forced to hear the raunchy things they were failing at suppressing. It gave her a tiny smirk across her muzzle.

She looked back to the trainer who let his Starly onto his arm and looked down at her. She let her eyes return to normal and broke the psychic link. The trainer thanked her and held out 20 dollars to her. With a subtle glow of her gem she lifted it up and placed it into a small leathery pouch on her side. She gave them a wave with her forked-tail as she walked off.

Finally getting some quiet, away from anyone else’s mind, Pura– 

-ABSOLUTELY STEAMY SEX THOUGHTS-

Pura’s tail stood on end and she nearly lost her balance as she was assaulted by a wave of depraved thoughts not of her own.

She regained her composure and turned to where they came from. She got a feeling as to who it was from, since the thoughts were coming from down the hall – the one that green Pokémon went down. It’s not exactly the first time she’s been exposed to the depraved members of this school, but never so openly! At this rate they would surely be heard by any faculty Psychic-type.

Maybe because she was bored, or because it amused her that this Grass-type was so shamelessly loud, she headed off in the direction of the broadcast. She wasn’t doing this for them; just for fun, she thought.

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Acer wanted to be not just loved, but more than loved by his master. He wanted him to just throw him to the ground and make him scream. He tugged his own collar harder, wishing it was his master doing it, turning the grass-cat on even more.

Acer was holding in his moans, but was unable to stop himself whimpering – he couldn’t even begin to imagine the shame he would have if someone saw him now. But alas, his voice was the only part of him holding back. It wasn’t easy to jerk yourself off with just three fingers, but you learn to use what you have. Acer pumped himself faster and faster, his stream of pre-cum making it wet and obscene sounding.

He had never gotten this horny just touching himself, especially at their school of all places. But Acer didn’t care right now, he was too busy picturing himself getting railed into the ground by his master. Acer imagined himself as his evolution, just like the images on the website.

He just wanted his master to acknowledge his love, and return it with so, so much more. 

He couldn’t believe the things going through his head, the things he wanted so badly. But the logical side of his mind was tossed aside by the unreasonably turned on one. Acer was rapidly approaching the edge, probably not even needing a handy to do so anymore. He was starting light headed from it all – that or the mild choking he was doing to himself. 

KNOCK KNOCK

“{Eep!}” Acer froze, his fur standing on end in needle-like points.

A muffled voice came from the other side of the door. “{Acer? Ya in there?}” It was hard to hear but they had a slightly high pitch voice, and were obviously a Pokémon by speech alone. 

Acer began to panic, he knew that voice. He hastily got onto his feet, wiping off himself of his own fluids. Trying his best to tuck in his erection under his shirt and poncho, he stumbled to the door. He didn’t get there fast enough as it creaked open. Acer in all his flusteredness came face to face with a white and yellow fox, one with a smug face and heat radiating from their ears. They wore a uniform matching his own, minus an ID collar.

The fox Pokémon stood at almost exactly the same height as him, yet he tilted his head up ever so slightly, making the Braixen appear as he was looking down at Acer. “{Knew it. You gotta get better hiding spots, dude.}” He sounded so proud having found the poor cat, contrasting with his rather effeminate voice.  

The door was opened wider by a purple claw, lined with a pink tint. Showing the massive silver Pokémon standing over the fox, a much friendlier worry on their face. “{Resh ‘mon, you ok?}” The Sneasler before Acer, despite their size, spoke in a soft tone and was similarly dressed to the Braixen. “{We were lookin' all over for you.}”

Acer could recognize Cinder and Munem anywhere, you just simply couldn’t forget a pair like them. And they sure as shit never forget him. Acer struggled with just looking at the two right now, who were both seemingly unfazed by his current state.

He unconsciously pulled the bulb on his neck and twirled it in his digits while trying a response, “{I- Y-yeah, I’m fine.}” His voice was shaky, and he could feel himself panting still.   

Cinder saw right through this moss-ball of Insecurity shaped like a Floragato. It’s not the first time they’ve found him like this, but this time, something was for sure different. He recognized that potent musk hitting his nose like a Muk in summer, he wasn’t stupid. He knew the tongue and dance of his friend too well for their own good.

“{Sureee~}” Cinder leaned in a little closer to Acer, his smugness forming an absolute shit eating grin upon his face. He gave Acer a firm poke on his poncho, making them jump a little. “{You say that everyday, and I might’ve believed you this time,}” Cinder gestured down with his head, “{but something’s new~}” 

Cinder was probably being a little too much of a tease, but that was just par for the course with the fiery-fox. 

Acer tried to take a step back but only ended up pressed against the wall of the closest by Cinder. He dropped his flower and the pink bud shot back up into the fur on his neck. “{C-cin- Wh-wha-}” His face fur was almost entirely red now.

“{Hey, chill it Cinder. Something might actually be wrong this time.}” Munem spoke a little louder than before, with some actual concern in his voice. The Sneasler had to slip his head under the door frame to poke it inside. Munem tried to bend down over Cinder the best he could. “{You are alright, right? Or is it just the usual?}” 

“{I…}” Acer couldn’t muster a sentence out right, resorting to a nod and looking away. 

That was all Munem needed to stand back up and let his concern wash away. Cinder on the other hand rolled his eyes and used his paw on Acer to push himself out of the closet. “{I don’t buy it. Something happened, and I want the juicy bits one way or another.}” Cinder rested his paws on his hips while he stepped back enough for Acer to get out. 

Acer shook his mind off of some of the lingering thoughts and stepped out into the colder hallway. The musky smell leaving his nose. “{...Later.}” Acer, again, pulled out the pink bud on his neck, unconsciously fidgeting with it.

Cinder wagged his paw at him, making a ‘tsk tsk’ sound. “{Nuh uh, you’re telling me all of it.}” Cinder got right up against Acer’s side, wrapping his arm around the Grass-cat’s opposite shoulder, and pulling him closer. “{What got you all fired up this time? Had to be something more than a hug~}”

Acer’s reddened face had started to well up again with the fox’s teasing. “{We’re out in the hall! I can’t say it here, what if someone-}”

“{Catches you?}”

Acer hadn’t been paying too much attention to his surroundings, as a lilac-colored feline now stood in front of the three, wearing a similar uniform to Cinder and Munem, if a little smaller. They had glowing white eyes that lacked pupils, a bright red gem atop their head and wide ears with long tufts of hair below them, and a tail that seemed to split at the end.

They had what amounted to a blank expression on their face.

Acer’s mind was all over the place at the moment, but he realized that he remembers this Espeon. His face couldn’t get any redder as he recalled passing by the Psychic cat in the hall only moments prior. He knew about Psychic-types, and yet, he completely ignored the possibility that they would’ve heard him! He fumbled with his words trying for a response, but thankfully, his friend got one out before him. 

“{Catch whaaaat?}” Cinder, as a training Psychic, was well aware that there was absolutely no hiding that cat’s predicament from one. “{We’re Just a few buds messin with each other.}” He didn’t try to hide his grin, no use in doing so. 

“{Y-yea! Just… that.}” Acer was terrible at lying, and he technically wasn’t even lying this time. He tried to not look at the lilac cat, his eyes darting around the hall. 

“{You’re lucky I got here, Miss Celleste is only a few halls from here. She might even be on her way here now.}” Pura knew that Psychic couldn’t care less about what depraved things people did in their free time – hell, she wouldn’t even think twice if she did hear him.

Pura’s sense of humor could still use some work. 

Acer’s ears stood up at that. “{W-wait What?!}” He was absolutely terrified of the idea of anyone having caught him, let alone faculty! He turned to the grinning Braixen with a look of betrayal, “{Cinder! You didn’t mention that earlier!}” 

The fox could only snicker at the face Acer was making at him. “{Dude, how else do you think we found you?}” Sure, Cinder knew all the hiding spots Acer had, but there was no need to check them all when one was a lot louder than the others. 

“{If you’re gonna be so out there, I’d consider evolving then. It’d let you be as loud as you want, without any other Psychics able hear you.}” Pura, if she could, would’ve giggled at her own crude joke if she wasn’t interrupted.

“{Okay, just cut to the chase. What do you want?}” Munem was normally a nice and relatively relaxed Pokémon, but when it came to dealing with Psychics other than Cinder, he just felt uneasy. It probably didn’t help that both his typing's are especially susceptible to their powers.

Pura waved the tall Poison-type off with a paw. “{Nothing really, I’m just bored and maybe a little curious about what’s going on with this Floragato.}” Pura could easily see the depraved things in Acer’s mind pouring off him in droves, yet she couldn't see further into his mind to find out what really set him off.

The Braixen gave her an evil grin as he slowly realized what she meant. “{Oh?~ I guess that makes two of us then~}” Cinder moved behind Acer and put his other paw onto their shoulder, leaning up to the side of their head. “{I’m sure we’d love to know what got this horn-brained Floragato so riled up this time~}” Just as quickly as it had stopped, Cinder's teasing had continued. 

Acer shivered as he noticed the mood shifting again. “{...Can I at least wash up first?}”

Cinder gave him a pat on the shoulder and a shove forward. “{Sure, plant boy. Lead the way.}”

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“{It’s in here somewhere, I know it is…}” Acer dug through his Trainer’s bag, searching for a small notebook he knew Riley kept just in case. He was quite the forgetful cat, so Riley made sure to keep a copy of passwords for him if he needed them. Another of Reshiram's blessings, he thought.

Cinder, meanwhile, splayed himself over Munem’s lap, kicking the air impatiently. Munem didn’t seem to mind being Cinder’s personal chair while he sat on the floor. Even sitting down, he was still a head or two taller than the others.

Pura, on the other hand, was rather patient and oddly silent as she sat by the windowsill. Her split tail swung attentively behind her.

Cinder let out an annoyed groan. “{How do you forget it every single time? You’re on the damn thing everyday!}” Cinder had lost his smug attitude for one of annoyance when Acer failed at simple memory, time and time again. His patience had run dry minutes ago.

“{Not everyone has a Psychic memory like you, Cinder.}” Munem would be lying if he didn’t admit he liked the Fire-type’s warmth on his lap, and the cute pouty face he made. The silver fur on his cheeks had a slight red to them as he sat there thinking about it. Though with what he just said, he might have just poked the bear, or fox in this case. 

Cinder’s annoyance had to go somewhere as he reached under himself and retrieved his wand from his bushy tail, choosing not to light it. He sat up and gave Munem a smack on his chin, mostly because he couldn’t reach any higher while sitting on him. It barely even fazed the six-foot-nine giant, as he just laughed at him. 

“{Shut it, you!}” Cinder gave him a few more wacks until Munem started blocking his swings with an arm. 

“{Found it!}” Acer shouted.

Cinder shot right to his feet, sheathing his wand away into his tail as he scrambled to Acer’s side. Munem simply leaned in over the fox’s head, and Pura sauntered over to look as well. Acer pulled out the black and green book with a doodle of his face on it and set it beside the laptop. Opening it and finding the right one, he turned back on the laptop and entered it. He carefully opened up FirePhox, earning a curious face from the Braixen behind him.

“{OoOoo~ This’ll be interesting~}” Cinder didn’t know a lot about computers or human devices in general, but he’d been around Acer long enough to recognize what a browser is. And he may, or may not, have searched a few things on this laptop himself, so he has an idea of what exactly you might find here, and it certainly spiked his interest.

Acer opened the history, typing in M-E again. Several searches popped up, with that one from earlier at the top. “{Just, um… I don’t know what to say but, I found all this.}” He moused the cursor over the search from earlier, not clicking it yet.

“{My oh my, never in a million years would I have expected Riley to be so freaky~}” Cinder, the downbad Pokémon he is, knew exactly what that blue site was, but he was more interested in just how many searches came up. 

“{A hundred in two months? Holy crap...}” Munem was busy looking at the amount of times it came up, a full count in the corner. Though he knew much less than even Cinder about these devices, he at least understood that part. 

Cinder was pretty close to the screen, waiting. When he realized Acer wasn’t doing anything, he got pouty. “{Oh don’t be like that, let us see!}”

“{W-w-wait!}” Before Acer could even react, Cinder clicked the mouse for him, pulling up that deep blue site from earlier. 

…

Cinder knew what this site was beforehand, but he only really processed what it actually meant as they all saw the vast quantity of what amounted to straight up porn of Meowscarada. “{...Someone’s got a type,}” Cinder said, ogling the laptop. He couldn’t help but snicker at the face Acer was making right now. 

Munem at first didn’t understand what he was looking at, but the realization slowly hit him, a blush spreading across his face. He didn’t know exactly what Acer’s evolution looked like up until now, only knowing it by name when it was brought up once.

Pura herself didn’t try to understand or even bother with the strange human light boxes, finding them confusing, and her lack of real digits made them unwieldy to use. So, she didn’t really understand what was happening or what Acer was showing them. Until the site was pulled up, that is. Usually Pura doesn’t really get bothered by much, especially considering the things she has to put up with on the daily. But this? It gave her a little crimson tint to her face as she saw the screen and slowly understood the implications of it all.

And Acer, all the while, had thrown his paws up to cover his face, the embarrassment getting to be too much for him. His mind couldn’t contain his lewd thoughts as he peeked at the screen occasionally. He thought he might just die then and there from embarrassment, and a tinge of shame. It probably didn’t help when he heard Cinder giggling, and saw out of the corner of his eye, the absolute shit-eating grin plastered on his muzzle. 

“{Ohh, Acer~ You know what this means?~}” The Braixen didn’t waste any time getting back to teasing the poor Grass-type. Getting right up against him as he spoke in that annoying voice of his, “{You have a chance, plant-boy.}”

Acer’s ears perked right up when he mentioned the last part. Removing a paw from his eye to look at Cinder directly. “{W-what?}” 

Cinder palmed his own face and frowned. “{Do I really need to spell it out to you? He’s clearly into you dumbass, why else would he be jackin’ off to you?}”

Acer’s face physically couldn’t get redder, but that comment had made it warmer. He was taken pretty off guard by Cinder’s abruptness. “{Wh-what-?!}”  

Cinder got a tinge of annoyance at his friend. “{You really are denser than a Steel-type. Dude, he’s literally getting off to you! How can it get any clearer than that?}”

“{It could be he is simply sexually interested in bipedal Pokémon like Acer’s evolution, and not specifically Acer.}” Pura interjected, going for a neutral angle, having shook her own blush off. Though, the evidence was pretty clear to her.

Cinder waved off the lilac cat with a paw. “{No. No way. That’d be way too much of a coincidence, dude is clearly a ‘phile for his own ‘mon.}”

As if the Grass-cat couldn’t feel anymore embarrassed, Cinder's words only made him cover his face again. His mind was spinning at the revelations being thrown at him, every fiber of his being wanting Cinder to be right… but his logical side couldn’t believe it. How could he like a Pokémon like that, let alone his own? It didn’t make sense to him, but… it was right in front of him. Clear as day that he had at least some interest in his type.

He didn’t even have time to process it all as the door to the lounge slammed open, causing Acer to jump in place, almost dropping the laptop off his lap. Everyone else shared a similar sort of surprise, except Pura, whose expression has yet to change, seemingly expecting this.

In came a huffing Riley, out of breath as he shut the door behind him. “Holy crap, … sorry Aches, I didn’t … mean to take so … long…?” Riley looked up to see the mob of Pokémon gathered around his stuff, a look of confusion appearing on his face.

Acer, at the sight of his trainer, didn’t notice his tail shooting straight up with a slight wag to it. Before he could be happy and jump on Riley though, he remembered and subsequently, still saw the things he still had up on their laptop.

While Acer fumbled with the Laptop, Munem spoke up, waving his clawed paw at Riley and giving a, “Hey.” His vocal chords drummed out very odd sounding Galarian, making it almost sound as if he had an accent. 

Cinder, fussy about still not being able to speak a hint of Galarian yet, just waved to Riley as well. Moving away from the laptop and over to Munem, as to give some space for Riley and also to return to his fluffy, silver throne.

Pura Meanwhile, sat back on her haunches and gave a wave of her own. Electing not to speak yet.

Riley, after noticing them all surrounding his laptop, wanted to ask but decided against it, shrugging lightly before walking over. “When did you guys get here?” Riley stopped, seeing the strange looking Espeon sitting by Acer. Pointing a finger at her, saying, “And… who’re they?”

The Espeon answered for herself, putting a paw to her chest fluff. “The names Pura, nice to meet you.” She said in fluent Galarian, pissing off Cinder and surprising Riley. She glanced over at the Laptop, seeing what Acer was messing with and saw that he was panicking and fumbling trying to close out of the site they were on.

Riley was a little taken aback by Pura’s almost purrfect Galarian, having to shake himself out of a stupor. He was already used to Munem speaking Galarian pretty well, but Pura’s accuracy was definitely not something he was used to outside of teachers. “Ah… well, I’m Ril-”

Riley Marenet, Acer’s owner and trainer,” She could only giggle inside as she abused her innate Psychic abilities to learn just a name. “Correct?”

Riley paused for a moment, his mouth hanging open as he processed the Psychic-cat’s words, buying Acer just a little more time. 

After a few seconds, Riley let out a small chuckle and put up a palm apologetically. “Right, Psychic-type, sorry.” 

Pura’s expression didn’t change. “Oh, no, I get that reaction a lot.” She removed her paw from her chest. “If it makes you feel any better, I’m not trying to sift through your thoughts. They just sometimes flow out of people without them knowing .” She really emphasized those last few words, as if she was trying to hint to more than just Riley. It was another attempt at a joke. 

A failed attempt.

Acer, finally, closed out the website on Riley’s laptop, having resorted to the trusty ALT-F4 combo, letting out a sigh of relief. He silently thanked Pura through his thoughts for stalling for him, getting a wink in return.

“Alright, well it’s good to meet you, Pura, but,” Riley finally walked over to where Acer was sitting and started picking things up, setting them inside his bag. “Me and Acer gotta run home, ‘still got plenty of work to do,” he said, as he gently closed and took the laptop from Acer’s lap. Not without a fur ruffling on his head, that is.

Acer usually loved any contact from his trainer, always seeking it out. But this time, it felt different from what he now knows. He nuzzled his head into the hand atop it, unknowingly letting out a small purr as he did. It only happened for a moment, but that small moment made Acer’s day then and there.

A bit too eagerly, Acer hopped up and followed Riley out of the lounge with a very hasty goodbye to his friends.

►>-----<◄

Cinder, Munem, and Pura, all watched the pair leave the room, waving their own goodbyes to them. 

Cinder, yet again, was situated on Munem’s lap, his grin making it’s despicable return. “{So,}” Cinder looked over to Pura, “{how long do you give it before Riley bends him over their dining room table?}” 

Munem genuinely snorted at that.

Pura tilted her head in thought, “{Based on an educated guess and the state of mind they’re both in currently… I see the latest being midnight.}” Her blush returned as she pondered the thought more, “{And the earliest, four hours.}”

“{Seriously?}” Cinder replied, his grin fading away as he splayed his back over Munem’s lap like a cat would… even though he’s a fox.

“{I knew Acer was a little obsessive at times, but he’s really that bad?}” Munem commented, in a little disbelief.

“{Based on what was pouring off of him in droves; yes, yes he is. And his human, Riley? He’s no better either.}” Pura stood up and stretched before looking over to Cinder and Munem. “{They’re practically made for each other and they don’t even realize it.}” 

Cinder looked over to Pura, then up to Munem, and then back to her again before letting out a huff of annoyance. “{Yeah, I get that. Sometimes people ‘n mon’s just don’t get hints,}” He looked up at Munem, the Sneasler none the wiser, “{even if they’re right in their faces.}”

Munem didn’t catch a word he was saying.

Pura eyes the two curiously for a moment before she actually understood the emotions that were coming off the two, especially Cinder. “{…I see.}” She gained a faint smile as she started a walk to the door.

“{Hold on,}” Cinder caught her attention and Pura stopped in place, turning back to face the two. “{What’re you gonna do now?}” he asked.

“{Hmm… I was mostly planning on lazing in the sun for a while and recharging, why?}” She replied, her curiosity returning.

Cinder smiled like an idiot at that. “{Well, it just so happens that nature is one of me and Munems favorite things.}”

Pura actually giggled a little at that. Just a little . “{Then you’re more than welcome to follow, it’s been a long time since I’ve had company with me.}”

Cinder looked to Munem for his personal approval, seeing the smile on his face and the nod he gave. Turning back to Pura now. “{Alright then, it’s settled. We’re doing fuck all and laying in the sun together!}” he said, with a little bit more enthusiasm than was needed.

That made Pura a lot more happy than she thought it would. She giggled even more at that. “{Okay, well, follow me mister FirePhox .}” 

“{Was that actually a joke?!}” Cinder shouted, as he and Munem followed her out the room.

►>-----<◄

Acer went over Cinder’s words in his head as they left the School, walking the distance back home. 

He had a chance.

Acer got a fuzzy feeling in his chest, having a slight inkling as to what it meant. He stepped even closer to Riley’s side and poked his hand with a paw until Riley offered it to him, which he took immediately. It wasn’t the first time that he’d asked for this, far from it, so Riley had no qualms with it. Acer had a very clear blush across his face as he held his trainer’s hand, one that not even Riley could miss. 

“Someone’s a little needy, huh?” Riley may not have been able to understand every one of his Pokémon’s words but it wasn’t all that hard to grasp body language when it’s one of the only things you can use to communicate with. …Most of the time, at least. Pokémon are notoriously annoying to read.

As they walked home, with Riley holding Acer’s hand, Acer wasn’t the only one that enjoyed it. 

~~~~≈≈≈≈~~~~

“–Okay, good. Just try the next paragraph and that’ll be it.” Riley sat at their dining room table, twirling a pen in his hand as he attempted to help Acer through a red book while doing his own work.

“Ss..sz..ss…” After several more attempts at ‘The’, Acer gave up, “See Gah-lair..an Secret Intel..eh..gence Ser..viss… had one of… it..s liss…in..een pos..z–{Agh, why!?}” That marks the third time he’s bitten his tongue tonight.

Saying that Acer was frustrated was putting it mildly.

“Hey, you’re getting there, bud.” Riley patted him on the back and Acer blew a raspberry in response.

As much as Acer despised reading this book, he had to admit the praise was nice. After taking a moment to let his tongue settle, Acer continued, “in a… c..corner house… on near..by…” Acer paused, seeing a word that stumped him. He tapped the word on the page, asking, “{How do I even say this?}”

Riley leaned over and gave it a glance, pausing as well when he read it. “...Lutezow? Luetzow Plots, I think.” Why Acer was assigned a book this hard was beyond Riley at this point. “Just try it and if ya can’t say it we’ll stop there, ‘kay?”

“{Okay, fine.}” Acer cleared his throat before giving it his best shot. Keyword: ‘best’. “Loo..it..ss..sow…?” Riley gave him a thumbs up and he moved on, “Mm..P..lot..zt–{Agh, again!}” And there marks the fourth.

“Close enough.” Any amusement at Acer’s struggle with Galarian had faded weeks ago. Riley stacked a few papers together and tidied up the table, saying, “You’re doing well. Just… be a little more careful with your z’s.”

Acer slid the bookmark into place and closed the book, sliding it over towards Riley with a huff, “{Mehmehmeh, ‘learn Galarian,’ they said, ‘it’ll be easy,' they said.}” He dropped his head onto the table, letting out a groan of frustration. “{Why couldn’t I have just been a Psychic-type.}” He got a little better when he felt a hand ruffle up his ears with pets, a purr spilling out of him.

“Yeah, yeah, complain all you want. You’ll get it eventually.” In response, Acer sat back up and stuck his tongue out at him. Riley rolled his eyes at him. “Are you gonna fuss over this all night or do you want to do somethin’ else?”

“{Ffffffine, whatever.}” Acer pushed his chair back and splayed himself over the back in a big stretch,

Which made him get taken by surprise when Riley scooped him up off the chair and into his arms, earning a flustered murr from the grass-cat. “Alright you little dope-kitty, it’s barely even evening so we got plenty of time to do stuff."

Acer couldn’t help but blush a little as he was basically held up like a toddler by his trainer. Not that he disliked it or anything, but he felt a little embarrassment starting to sink in as he felt his tip trying to escape his sheath at the simplest physical contact. He hid it with his poncho and hoped Riley didn’t notice.

~~~~≈≈≈≈~~~~

“That’s complete bullshit! Ninety accuracy my ass .” Riley pushed his chair away from the desk of his computer in frustration, having just lost the most ridiculous game of Pokérena he’s ever seen. 

Acer was giggling like a school girl on his own chair off to Riley’s side, laptop upon its namesake. “{You should see your face!}” He could not believe the absolute clownfest that was the past 10 minutes. 

Riley threw up his hands. “Six times! How the hell do you even fuck that up! It’s an Indeedee sitting still, how can you miss a fucking Meteor Storm against a still target?” He looked to the culprit off to his right, who was currently in stitches at his outburst.

Acer could feel his eyes starting to tear up from laughter. “{Maybe Garchomp are like Tyrantrum, they can only see movement!}” 

“Oh you gigglin’ little shit, come here!” Riley got out of his chair and lightly wrapped his hands around Acer's little neck, shaking the Pokémon back and forth. “If I didn’t love you, I’d’ve thrown you out the window for that, ya damn cat!” He stopped shaking the little cat, never actually choking him, but simply just messing with him. He plopped back into his chair, a clear smile on his face.  

Acer wasn’t expecting Riley to grab him like that. He knew Riley would never hurt him like that but… that wasn’t the issue. 

The issue was how much that Turned him on .

Riley had already let go of him but Acer was frozen, his mind filled with an absolute panic. His cock having just fully escaped his sheath, pressing against his poncho as it throbbed with a passion, inadvertently knocking the laptop off his lap. Acer’s face was redder than Ho-Oh’s wings in an instant, and his paws shot to his poncho to pull it down and cover his shame. 

Riley was leaning back in the chair with a palm over his face but he jumped when the laptop clattered to the ground, somehow not breaking. He looked down to see his Pokémon looking away from him, tugging on his poncho. He sighed as he bent down, picking up the laptop and making sure it was fine before putting it onto the desk. “Careful there.” He sat back into the chair. Silent. 

…

It was a little awkward for a minute, neither of the two saying a word.

After a little silence, Riley got back up, taking the laptop with him. “It’s almost twelve, ‘just want to lay around on the couch till we fall asleep?” All it took was a nod from Acer and he scooped up his Grass-cat again, not mentioning the pink rod pressing against him.

He set Acer down onto the couch with the laptop as he went and grabbed a few blankets. After a moment or two, he laid down alongside the Grass-cat, pulling Acer up against him and the blankets over them. The two have snuggled under a blanket together hundreds of times before, but this time it felt different. Especially for Acer, who was trying his best to ignore his growing arousal.

Riley set the laptop on top of the two, pulling up a movie the two never end up finishing each time they’ve watched it like this. Even though Acer couldn’t feel more embarrassed about how aroused this whole thing was making him, he still nuzzled his way under Riley’s chin anyway, shifting around until he’s comfortable. Riley pulls up his arm to hold him, causing a soft purr to start from Acer.  

As much as Acer wants to focus on their movie, and or get some sleep, he just can't get his mind off of earlier today, especially now that he’s this close to the one he loves. And remembering what he found out about him is only making Acer more and more awake by the minute. He can feel himself already out of his sheath, and he can see it tenting on the blanket, but he doesn’t want to shift around now that he’s all comfortable. He ignores it, Hoping that Riley doesn’t notice. 

His mind isn’t even focusing on what they’re watching anymore. Acer just keeps thinking back to what Cinder had told him earlier.

“{You have a chance, plant-boy.}”

It made his heart flutter slightly just thinking about it. He glances up at Riley’s face, seeing how he’s already asleep. He wondered if Cinder was right; does he really have a chance? [He’s a human, wouldn’t he be into other people…?] 

Thinking back, Acer doesn’t actually recall a time where Riley ever dated someone. It’s been years and he’s never even heard them mention that kind of stuff, not even a passing comment.

Acer couldn’t help but get even more aroused when a certain smell hit his nose. A musky one. Acer easily traced the smell down to under the blanket. He had a feeling what it was and debated with himself to just ignore it and go to sleep, but… In a moment of conflicted feelings, mixed with lust dwelling on his mind, he looked up to Riley’s face again. Seeing that he was clearly still asleep, he began slowly peeling off the blanket from the two. 

He went slow, painfully so as to not disturb his master . Once the blanket was away, he could clearly see where the smell was coming from; it was Riley’s crotch, where a tent had seemingly formed in his shorts. The sight only drove more common sense away from the Floragato’s mind. Slowly Acer shimmied out of the arm holding him and went down. He knew it was wrong, obviously. But some part of this cat just didn’t care anymore.

He leaned in and sniffed at the tent in his master's pants; he knew the smell; it wasn’t the first time it had hit him, but he’d never gotten such a good sniff of it before, its musky-sweaty scent driving him crazy. He wanted more.

With a lust-crazed mind, he unfurled the claws from his paws, tucking them into the waistband of Riley’s shorts. He paused for a moment, looking up to confirm Riley was still asleep. And when he saw the red on their sleeping face, it fueled his desire even more. He yanked away these pesky shorts, accidentally taking the underwear underneath with it. Freeing his master's-

Smack

Acer blinked, unable to process what just happened. In his haste to remove the shorts, he had just given himself a perfect view of his master's rock-hard cock, the one that now rested atop his face. He moved his head back, taking in the site for real now. He knew what a human’s thing looked like, but he never really took something into account before. Size differences. The mast before him was only slightly above average in human terms, but for a Pokémon of Acer’s size, it looked absolutely massive. Casting a shadow onto his face.

He audibly swallowed a lump in his throat, and unknowingly, he began panting at the sheer sight of his master's cock. He was beginning to second-guess his choices now, but part of him screamed to keep going.

Hesitantly, he reached out a paw, slowly wrapping his digits around it while watching his master’s face to judge his reaction. Riley seemed to shift a little, but remained asleep. Seeing this, he focused back on the task at paw . His three fingered paw could barely even wrap all the way around his master’s cock, making him wrap the other around it as well and connect the two.

Despite the raging protests from ignoring his own length, he only focused on his master. 

He could feel it needily throbbing into his paws and slowly dripping pre onto them, making him start to unknowingly drool. Not bothering to wipe his mouth, he leaned in closer until he pressed his nose against his master’s length, taking a big whiff of his master’s scent. Taking in that musky smell again sent a small shiver down his spine.

He wasn’t hesitating anymore.

Acer needed a taste of his master. He leaned in and lulled out his tongue, before stopping in his tracks right before he could lick his master’s cock. Thankfully, he remembered something: his tongue was not going to feel nice. A small whimper escaped Acer at that realization, fussy that he can’t use his tongue like he wants. …Well, maybe if he was careful? 

He leaned in again, keeping his tongue in and bringing his mouth to his master’s tip, latching his lips around it. Carefully, as to avoid brushing it with his bristles, Acer danced the soft sides of his tongue around the tip of his master’s cock, slowly licking up all the gathered pre-cum and suckling out more from the tap. He let the taste of his master’s pre-cum settle on his tongue for a bit, basking in its slight salty-tanginess before swallowing it all down with a greedy gulp. To Acer, he might as well be drinking wine straight from the bottle.

He shudders at his master’s taste. If just his pre-cum was this good…He really wanted to know what his master’s true taste was. 

Satisfied for now, Acer pulled away from his master’s tip, suckling it as he did, an audible POP sounding out when he pulled off of it. Acer licked his lips as he looked back up to his master, affirming that again, he was still asleep, and had a look of… pleasure on his face? 

He must be enjoying this, maybe he’s even having a dream about it. That means he was doing good… right? If his master liked it then… then he should keep going. 

With a little more fervor than before, Acer continued. He sat up and shimmied his way onto Riley’s lap, scooting real close to his master’s cock with his own. He settled on top of his master, placing his fluffy thighs either side of Riley’s torso. His cock was so close to his master’s now and both of them were throbbing like crazy. Acer’s own was spitting out an unreasonable amount of pre-cum all over them. With a Paw, he pressed his cock against his master’s, letting him compare it to himself properly.

He drooled a little more as he stared down at the frankly absurd difference in size. His pink cock was tiny in comparison, and he wasn’t even all that small! His master just dwarfed his cock, putting his pink prick to shame – if he had any shame about it, that is. No, seeing that his master easily outsized him just turned him on more.

It wasn’t just Acer’s cock that his master dwarfed. His master’s cock was almost half the length of Acer’s torso, and that’s not mentioning its girth. …This was going to mess him up. He’d wished for his master to just break him , but… he didn’t think he’d have the power to! He’d split him in half if he used that monster on him…

Acer was drooling again.

He decided he couldn’t wait any longer, he needed his master’s cock. Not bothering to check if his master was even still asleep or not, Acer raised his hips and put his forepaws onto his master’s chest for support. He had to straighten his knees awkwardly to properly sit up high enough before his master’s cock could reach his ring. 

He moved one paw away from Riley’s chest to carefully guide his master’s cock to his ring, though he fumbled a fair bit, his horny mind making it hard to focus. Eventually though, he managed to line up his master, pressing the tip against his entrance, a purr slipping out of Acer almost immediately. Just the act of his master’s warm, throbbing rod pressing against his hole sent ripples through his spine. 

Biting his lip to brace himself, Acer slowly dropped his hips. 

Any thoughts of doubt about whether this was wrong or not disappeared as his master slid inside him, stretching the poor cat’s hole thin. When he felt that tip rubbed against his insides, the pain and pleasure made him forget the taboo of it all in a flash.

It hurt, a lot in fact. He’s never even tried something like this before, and was most certainly not ready for it beforehand. But the sheer pleasure being sent through him as he slid down another inch was too blissful for him to care about such a thing.

He’d only got a little more than the tip in, but it was enough to start making him pant and let out little mew’s of pleasure and muttering his master’s name in Pokémon speech. He kept going. He went slow, agonizingly so, but he was clamping down so hard he physically couldn’t go any faster. Inch after inch, he neared his limit, drawing blood from how bad he bit his lip in pure pleasure. He could feel his master throbbing inside him, trickling warm pre-cum inside him all the while, only adding to the mounting bliss. 

He moved his paw under his poncho and over his belly, feeling a taut bulge in it from how much was being stretched out by his master’s cock. He could hear his master letting out tired moans above him, affirming his beliefs that this was okay. He got about halfway down his master’s cock before he hit his limit, unable to push himself any further – not that it mattered for him, halfway was more than enough to make his head spin. His own length was practically spewing pre-cum and thrashing around violently as he lifted his hips.

The drag out was worse than the way in. Acer’s given up trying to stifle moans anymore; the filling feeling, mixed with the painful tug, and the irony taste of blood seeping into his mouth was making him go crazy. He dragged his master back to the tip again and dropped his hips once more with a scream. He sank onto his master’s cock, and felt it hit against a soft spot in his tunnel, making the poor Grass-cat throw his head back with a moan far too loud for his own good. 

He gave up trying to lift his numbing hips, letting himself stay impaled. He rocked them instead, grinding his master against his g-spot, drawing the Floragato closer to the edge. His mind wasn’t just spinning, it was tumbling with lust mixing with love, making them indecipherable. He could feel the cock stretching out his insides throbbing violently, the warmth of all the accumulating pre-cum only growing by the minute. 

Acer could barely think anymore, not that he wants to right now. His mind was dead set on pleasing his master. The mere thought of who he was doing this to drove him over the edge. 

Before his climax exploded, he felt two firm hands grab his hips, pulling him out of his mind for a moment of fear. He didn’t even get a word in before he was forced down onto the spear up his ass. Being pushed past his previous limit and down all the way to the base with a meaty PLAP . The small bulge on his stomach turned into an entire outline of the shaft spreading his insides. Acer’s eyes rolled back into his head as he was hit by the hardest orgasm he’s ever had.

His cock fired off rope after rope of thick cum out, every throb resulting in him clenching onto the cock inside him, tighter and tighter. He stained his fur coat and poncho white as he tried bucking his hips, only to be held in place by the violently throbbing mast inside him and firm pair of hands holding him down. As if his climax couldn’t get any more powerful, he felt a gush of warmth hit his insides, followed by another and another. He could feel his master pouring their cum into him, drawing out an even harder orgasm out of the cat. 

Riley gripped his hips tight as he filled him to the brim, the bulge on his stomach spilling outwards into a small dome of cum. The sheer quantity of cum was too much for Acer, spilling onto their laps in droves, making an absolute mess under the two. Acer’s stomach was warm with cum, uncomfortably so. His paws found their way to the arms holding onto him and he clutched them in a death grip as they rode out their orgasms together. Acer closed his eyes.

It felt like minutes before Acer came down from his high, slowly regaining his senses again. The post-nut clarity had begun to set in as he was assaulted by a flurry of soreness. Opening his eyes to see the mess before him, he saw how much he had cum over both of them. Not even mentioning the state of his fur. Cum was starting to seep into it, making it all hard and scruffy.

He looked up to his master, freezing like a Dearling in headlights when he saw his master staring down at him. 

Panting. And Awake.

►>-----<◄

Riley was so done with today. Having to run an errand across the entire town for his mom, while still in school? It really got to him for some reason. Along with classes today, he was just wiped out. But that all disappeared when he got to be alone with his little weed-cat again. …Well, ‘little’ isn’t the right term anymore, but Acer was still barely half his size. He would much rather just spend time at home with his Pokémon rather than go out partying or battling for fun. Just enjoying the bond they had together. 

Sure, he just got his ass handed to him in a Pokérena match by the little shit, but that didn’t matter; Acer was always luckier at that stuff anyway. Though something had caught his attention after that game, when he tried to shake him up jokingly, he didn’t think much of it at first. He did what he thought was funny and ‘choked’ him, but when he let go he noticed something: Acer had gotten… hard? 

He had a fair bit of confusion at the time, but the more he thought about it, the more it clicked; whatever he just did had done something to him. He just somehow turned on his own Pokémon. 

[Fuck.]

Riley knew it was considered “wrong” by many, but he had always liked Acer more than just family, ever since the cat evolved into a Floragato. Something about his evolution had just sparked a fire in him for some reason, like a light switch almost. Since it was considered taboo in many places, he avoided acting on his feelings at all costs. But, after spending so much time together and getting far too curious, he began researching Acer’s species.  

It was innocent at first, only the dex-entries and simple questions about their behaviors, stuff that as his owner he should really know. But at some point, it became questions about their anatomy and specifics about what made them tick. And after a while, he gave in and shamefully started getting off to them. And when he learned what Acer’s final evolution looked like… his problem only got worse. 

He always had a tinge of worry that his ‘preferences’ would make him do something he’d regret, especially considering he owned one of his preferences . Despite that all however, he managed to keep the depravity of his thoughts away from Acer, somehow. 

So when he realized he just accidentally turned on his own Pokémon, he panicked a little. He didn’t know what exactly that meant, whether it was just a spur-of-the-moment thing or something else! He did his best to not think about it and took them to the couch to lay down for the night. He had ended up cuddling with him under a blanket. It was far from abnormal for them to sleep like this, but… this time was different. 

He had put on a movie, sure, but he wasn’t exactly watching it. He tried to close his eyes and just ignore the growing tension in the room, but… he couldn’t ignore all of it. He had felt Acer’s length press into him when he picked him up, and he’d felt it again when Acer shifted around under the blanket. Riley cursed himself when he had felt himself pop a boner. 

He just laid there, trying to get some sleep and listen to the movie like white noise, but he started to feel Acer shift around. He opened his eyes slightly, and saw Acer looking up to him and then down to his crotch. Acer slowly pulled the blanket off of them and slid between his legs, staring at the tent in his shorts. Riley couldn’t help but start to get aroused by his Pokémon’s actions, but he didn’t know what exactly he was planning, so he let it play out, pretending he was still asleep.

Acer had leaned in and… sniffed his junk? The lewd sight was giving Riley mixed feelings but he kept still. He got a little worried when he saw Acer’s claws come out and sink into the hem of his shorts. Though he knew the Acer would never hurt him, he couldn’t help but sweat a bit. 

His worries were shattered in a blur when Acer yanked off any semblance of under garments Riley had on. It surprised him a little, but not as much as what came after. He was already at full mast, so when his cock sprung free from its confines, it smacked onto Acer’s face. The sight only made his cock throb more. Never in a million years would Riley have thought this kind of thing would happen, but… watching his cock throb across his Pokémon’s face like that was doing things to him.

He only just really realized how big of an issue their size difference was, especially considering how his cock cast a shadow over his Pokémon’s face when they moved their head back. He looked like he was in cock shock before snapping out of it and reaching out with a paw. He watched him slowly place his small paws around his length and stroked him slowly. Acer leaned in and sniffed his junk again, really getting into it this time, his rubbery nose pressing into Riley’s cock.

He flinched slightly when Acer lulled his bristled tongue out and went to lick his shaft, Riley knowing damn well it would hurt. But, alas, Acer stopped just shy of sanding his dick and let out a small whimper…? He watched him lean in again, with his mouth open and tongue hidden away this time. He felt an almost overwhelming warmth go over his shaft when Acer latched his lips around his tip. He was kinda impressed with him, being able to take his tip into his small mouth like that.

Acer wasn’t done though, and he had started sucking on Riley’s tip and carefully moving his tongue around him, avoiding the rougher sides of his tongue and pleasuring his whole tip. It felt amazing.

[Why was he so good at this??]

He watched and felt as Acer swallowed down a helping his pre-cum, looking as if it was the best thing he’s ever drank. Riley could officially not get more turned on.

After a very wet moment, Acer had started pulling off of his cock, suctioning it on the way out and making Riley hear a POP when his lips detached from his tip. That felt way too good.

Riley was having a very hard time restraining himself while Acer just fucked him in his ‘sleep’. 

Acer had licked his lips clean of pre-cum and looked up at him, seemingly checking on him one last time, making sure he was still asleep. Riley knew he couldn’t hide the face he was making, so he just hoped that maybe Acer would ignore it. Thankfully for Riley, Acer still seemed to believe he was asleep.

Riley saw Acer sit up and scoot onto his lap, getting their cocks real close together, and in turn showing Riley what Acer was truly in for. He watched as Acer pressed their cocks together, his face having a crazed look on it as the Pokémon stared at their cocks. Riley knew he was above average, but only just above! And yet… Acer looked as if he was about to take on a Zebstrika. That didn’t even seem to faze the Grass-cat, in fact, it only seemed to rile him up more. 

Riley could even see a little drool coming out of his Pokémon’s mouth. 

Acer had placed his forepaws atop Riley’s chest and began standing up over him. He hadn’t even looked up to check on Riley and just stood right over his cock.

[He isn’t gonna…?] Oh but Arceus, he was .

A part of him had told him he should really stop Acer before this goes too far, but… the rest of him really wanted this to go on. So, he sat still and let Acer take the lead.

Acer had lined himself up and slowly, very, very slowly, began dropping his hips and lowering himself onto Riley’s cock. Riley had to stifle his moans as Acer fucking purred and vibrated his whole canal, ramping up the experience to 11. 

By Arceus, was his ass tight. Sure, Riley didn’t have a lot of experience beforehand, but this was definitely something else. Not to mention how he was clamping down on his cock like a vice. Riley watched as his cock slowly disappeared into Acer’s depths, forming a slight bulge across his stomach the deeper he went. He got about halfway down his shaft before he stopped, seemingly unable to go further. That was fine, his ass felt more than amazing halfway.

Riley just barely noticed the blood seeping from Acer’s mouth where he had bit his lip, a little worry for the Pokémon having crept into Riley’s mind now. But that worry was thoroughly removed when he saw the look of pure bliss Acer was in, deciding that he’d let him bask in it a little longer. Riley wasn’t far behind, the pleasure from Acer’s warm depths and sheer tightness was drawing him to the edge.

Riley let slip a few moans, unable to hide them anymore.

Acer lifted his hips and slowly pulled Riley out of him, clamping onto their cock all the while, before reaching the tip and dropping back down again. Acer was very clearly trying to hide his moans before now, as when he dropped down, Riley could feel himself press hard into a soft spot in Acer’s ass, the Pokémon immediately throwing their head back and letting out an effeminate, screamy-moan, right into Riley’s eager ears.

Acer didn’t seem like he could lift his hips anymore, settling to just rock them and grind his soft spot on Riley’s cock, his head still tilted back with a face of total bliss on it.  

Riley almost shared a similar expression, clenching his teeth as he reached his climax, Acer’s tight hole proving too much for him to handle. In a lust filled moment, Riley gave up on his ruse and threw out his hands, grasping Acer’s hips tight and slamming them down until Riley bottomed out inside him. 

Not a second later, he exploded inside the Grass-cat, absolutely pouring cum into the Pokémon. He physically watched the outline of his cock over Acer’s belly disappear with every shot of cum he poured into him.

He could see Acer having his own orgasm, and could certainly feel it , his insides trying desperately to milk his cock with every clench. He watched as Acer pretty much plastered his furry chest in his own cum, staining his poncho a creamy white. 

Acer had gripped Riley’s arms, and held them like his life depended on it, all while the two bathed in their climax’s.

He was panting, and his heart was beating out his chest as he looked down at the very, very blissful Floragato speared on his dick. Riley had enjoyed that far too much. 

What does he do now? He literally just came inside his own Pokémon, one who was clearly obsessing over him for some reason, and the one who he’d been hiding his feelings from for years . 

He definitely wasn’t gonna try and tell him off for this, that’s for sure. Maybe he’ll bring up not to do that to people without consent? ...Not to him though, fucking hell did he like it when Acer did that. 

So what does he do? Confess? ...Yeah, he wasn’t gonna confess while he was still speared up Acer’s ass, that could come after.

They really need to talk, though.

►>-----<◄

A flurry of emotions hit Acer as he looked up at his now, very awake master. Happiness, Relief, Pleasure… and Guilt. Acer let go of his master’s arms.

He muttered out a response to the best of his abilities, “{I… um…}” all Riley heard was a “To a” in Pokémon speech between his panting.

Riley didn’t exactly know how to even start with this conversation. “Are… you okay?” he asked, still holding onto Acer’s hips.

Acer glanced down at himself and back to his master before giving him a shallow nod. He was more than okay, if really sore.

Riley let out a sigh of relief. He wasn’t sure how long he was tensing there, fearing that he might have broken Acer. He went to sit upright and stopped, feeling himself shift inside Acer, causing the Grass-cat to let out a slight moan. 

“Okay, right, let’s get that out and probably get cleaned up, a‘right?” As much as he really didn’t want that feeling of Acer clutching onto his dick like his life depended on it to go away, he thought it best to do so.

Acer’s ears twitched and his little mew of brief, sensitive pleasure went away, leaving him realizing that his master was right. He gave a pretty shaky nod to Riley. Though, much like Riley right now, he didn’t want this feeling to ever end.

~~~~≈≈≈≈~~~~

After a very awkward and quiet midnight shower, Acer found himself being held by Riley on their bed. He was sitting on his master’s lap and had nuzzled his way under their chin, all while Riley sat against the backboard and slowly petted his fur. Acer purred all the while.

The two hadn’t really said a word to each other yet, neither really knowing what to say, or write, in Acer’s case; his book was just off to their side.

So, they sat there, cuddling in the middle of the night like they always do. And yet… this time, it felt a lot warmer.

After what felt like ages, Riley finally spoke up, “...Where did this come from?” Riley, although still holding Acer tight, looked down at him. “Was it a spur of the moment thing… or has this been a long time coming?”

Acer drummed over his master’s question in his head, trying to think of how to answer that, or if he even should. After another moment of silence he lifted his head and snaked his arms from out of his master’s grip before shifting around to face him. He put both paws together and slowly moved them away from each other until his arms stretched out as wide as they could. 

Riley took a second, but he did get the message. “Okay… how long then?” Instead of holding Acer around his arms, he wrapped them around his fluffy waist, earning a little surprised meow from a blushing Acer.

Now a little more embarrassed, Acer thought back to just how long he’s been like this. He started having feelings after he evolved, so… Four years ago? Going to be five in just a month. He raised both paws, putting down 2/6 of his digits. 

Riley kind just stared at his paws for a minute, looking like he was thinking about something. After a moment, he smiled, and snickered! Why was he laughing, did Acer do something wrong? Was he laughing at him? Did he-

He was cut off by a laughing Riley, who pulled Acer back into a hug and squeezed him tight. Acer let out another surprised meow.

He stopped thinking those negative things while in Riley’s hold.

While holding him close, Riley spoke into Acer’s ears, “Please, tell me you mean you love me and that this isn’t just some weird Pokemon thing?!” Despite the laughing he was doing, he sounded almost like he was pleading with him.

Acer was flustered beyond belief. He stammered out silent mumbles, but gave up and just violently nodded his head in Riley’s grasp, his heart absolutely racing .

Riley just laughed, a stupid smile on his face. He couldn’t believe this, how could he be so stupid? All those signs and tells and he just freaking missed them all! 

Why Acer always had some sort of blush when he was near, why his heart always beat out his chest when they were close, why he was always so clingy . It made so much more sense now, and he never noticed!

He let go of him with one arm and moved his hand under Acer’s chin, pointing his head up to look at him. “Acer, you’ve liked me this entire time?” Riley stared into Acer’s pink eyes as he spoke.

And Acer stared back, unsure where this is even going to end up. After just staring back for a minute, he spoke. “Y-y…ess” He struggled with his Galarian, but he thought it was the right response.

That was the perfect answer for Riley, and Acer was caught off guard when Riley suddenly pulled up his head by his chin and locked lips with him. It was a short kiss, barely a few seconds, but when Riley pulled him back, there was a strand of saliva connecting the two’s mouths.

Acer was left in a concerning amount of shock after that. 

Riley licked his lips and said, “If I can be honest here, I’ve been hiding feelings away from you for a while now.” Riley wrapped his arms around Acer again, pulling the Floragato tight against him. “I never thought you’d feel the same.”

Acer could feel his eyes start to fill with a little water as Riley held him tight. This night did not go even close to how he thought it would. His master just confessed the words he’s been dreaming of . Acer wrapped his arms around his master as well, nuzzling into him. “{I love you, master.}” He was in his own world now.

Riley slowly stroked Acer’s fur as he held him. He felt him shaking in his arms and could feel his tears wet his shirt. [He really needed this, didn’t he?]

After a moment of just holding him there, Riley spoke very softly to Acer, “If that means what I think it does, then I love you too, Acer.” He placed a small kiss on top of one of Acer’s ears. “To Luna and back.”

This was it, this was Acer’s dream for years . 

His master accepting his love and returning it with his own.

A dream come true.

[If this is a dream, by Reshiram’s flames, please, let it never end.]