Understanding
Mewtwo was right. It was more comfortable where they went. It was also something that Scott did not expect. It was a bedroom, and a rather lavish one at that. The bed itself was in the floor, a giant pit with a huge blanket. It just looked so soft, sending chills down Scott's spine without him even touching it. "...I didn't think you'd have this."
[I have to have somewhere to sleep] They both floated over to the soft pit. Mewtwo laid down first, laying on his back. He pulled Scott over him and slowly laid him down on his body. [Is this better?]
Scott blushed and rested his head on the pokemon's chest. "It's comfortable, yes. But..." He rolled off onto the bed and smiled. "If we're going to do anything..." He smiled and laid out flat on his back.
Mewtwo smiled and reached down, grabbing the trainer's shaft. Again, Scott tensed as Mewtwo began to stroke gently. Scott curled up a little bit, the throbs of pleasure going through his body. The larger pokemon rolled onto his side to face the trainer. He seemed interested in the faces he was making as he stroked him. [It feels so warm]
"I...I know...ooh." Scott looked up at him through slit eyes and smiled. He smiled and leaned down. He didn't know why he was doing it; it just felt right. He nuzzled against the flesh of the human's neck, his breath quickening. He took in the youth's scent, faint as it was, and murred. Scott chuckled a little bit. "That's the first noise I've heard out of you that wasn't directed to my mind." Both smiled, even more so when Scott thrust his hips.
[I wonder...] He stroked the length a little more gently, but focused on that neck. He kissed it a little. Scott had a...unique taste. He didn't want to hurt him, but he had to have more. How, though, was the question. He looked at him a little bit, slowly licking his lips. [...] He shut his eyes once more and nuzzled against the human's neck again. This time, however, he let his tongue flit out and grace the tender flesh. His body quivered with Scott's needy whimper, prompting him to lick again, only a little more slowly. He knew Scott liked it, but it was just so sensual, so right that he could feel the pleasure welling up within him. Scott rolled his head around, nudging his head out of the way. Before he could say or do anything, the human moved to his neck and gently nipped at it. He didn't expect there to be any pleasure in it; he moaned briefly as the wave passed over him.
He gripped the human's shaft as those nibbles passed over him, exciting him to the point where he simply forgot about the world around him. Scott was the only thing that mattered to him, and he wanted to show it. His large, bulky paw stroked harder. He listened to the whimpers that came out of the boy and smiled. Scott rolled onto his side, wrapping his arms around Mewtwo's chest and buried his face into the purple chest. Mewtwo's mind sought Scott's; he could feel the emotional build up, as well as the boy's endurance sapping. He didn't know what it meant, but something told him to kiss his forehead and reassure him.
[Just relax]
The words seemed to do a world of good for the both of them. First and foremost, Mewtwo found himself taking his own advice. Though his heart still raced, he took a deep breath and calmed his own anxieties. Scott, on the other hand, heaved a deep breath and something completely different happened. He felt it; the tenseness disappeared with the last bit of Scott's stamina. It all flowed downward, where it reached a final peak - Scott came all over his hand. He looked down at it, surprised, but not alarmed at what happened. He watched the warm, white fluid erupt from the length of pink flesh. He felt Scott's breath, quick and shallow, against his flesh. It all sent shivers down his spine. When it was all over, he released his grip and willed away the mess, letting it form into a ball and get whisked away. "Mewtwo...ooh."
He quickly turned his attention to the now blushing human. [Are you okay, Scott?]
"Yes. I haven't felt this good since...Hitmonchan and I first..."
He smiled and pulled the human into a hug. [For the first time in my life...I feel...right. This is where I belong] He shut his eyes and gave the human a kiss. He knew that Scott had stopped his plans cold. This island, his desire to destroy the world, and his hatred for all humans...it was all gone in that one, passionate moment. [I was...such an idiot. I passed all my judgement on one group of humans, not all of them. Thank you, Scott...for showing me my stupidity]
"No...don't talk like that." He brought his hands up to the pokemon's cheeks and looked into his eyes. "You are not an idiot. You were misinformed. I don't blame you for your hatred, and I am happy I could help. Just...please..." Tears formed in his eyes. "Don't talk about yourself like that."
He paused for a moment and nodded. [All right. I'm sorry] The boy clung to him tightly. It caught him off guard, yet he found himself wrapping his arms around the trainer. Scott was a trainer, one that loved his pokemon deeply. He wasn't a Rocket. [Scott, I want to join you]
The human looked up at him. "What?"
[Scott, you have helped me so much. In this short time, you have taught me the most important ideas in the world. You also answered my question]
"Which question?"
[Where do I belong?] He took Scott's hand. [For now, at least, I belong here, with you and your pokemon. I want to travel with you, see the world, understand it, learn more about it]
"So why not go by yourself?"
[I cannot. I can only go where civilization has not. If I were to show up in a city alone, there would be problems - trainers trying to capture me, or worse]
"Team Rocket." He nodded slowly. "I see your point."
Mewtwo nodded before looking away with a blush. [It is...not the only reason]
Scott sat up a little bit, looking down at him. "What else is there?" Mewtwo didn't answer. He just kept his gaze away from him. Scott reached down and rubbed his belly. "Mewtwo, tell me."
[I...I just can't...imagine what I would do without you] He looked at Scott, tears streaming down his own face. [I know know...if it's the emotion of the moment talking...or...I don't know...I don't want to be apart from you] He shut his eyes and lowered his head. [Please, don't do that to me. I don't want to be alone again]
Scott looked at him. Hours earlier, this creature hated him to the point where it wanted him dead. The creature attacked him without concern, tried to wear him down and be done with it. It was strong, proud, and didn't need a person in the world. Yet, here it was, the same creature, begging to be taken along. That was why Mewtwo hated - he didn't want to be alone. "Yes, Mewtwo." He leaned down and kissed him deeply. "I will take you along with me."
[Thank you...oh god, thank you] It was the pokemon's turn to nuzzle into the human's chest and sniffle. Scott could feel the happiness radiating from him. He smiled and rubbed his back. [I don't know how to return this kindness...all of this...]
"We will have to lay down some ground rules to begin with, but that will come later. Right now, I do want to know what time it is."
[The moon is just rising] He pointed to the ceiling, where a skylight would form. They could see a faint glint of light from the moon.
Scott nodded. "Can you have my pokemon brought up here?" Mewtwo nodded a little bit and waved his hand. A few minutes later, the Hitmonchan, Machoke, and Lapras would be brought up to the room. "Hey guys." He noticed the tension in the three and waved his hand dismissively. "It's okay. He's not going to hurt you or me."
"MONCHAN!" The fighter pokemon instantly protested, taking a few steps towards them.
[Please...] Mewtwo sat up and lowered his head. [I'm...I'm sorry for what I did to your trainer and to you. I was behaving like a child]
"Mon?" The hitmonchan looked at the two before approaching. He nudged the larger pokemon to the side and looked at his naked trainer. "Mon...monchan?"
Mewtwo looked at Scott. [He wants to know why you're naked]
Scott blushed a bit. "Hitmonchan..." He reached up and pulled the pokemon's gloves off, revealing those delicate, gemmed fingers. He took them up in his own, giving them a soft squeeze. "We talked, we learned...he gave me a handjob. I'm sorry I b-"
A Hitmonchan finger came up to his lips, silencing him. He smiled and spoke rapidly, his voice reassuring. Mewtwo smiled. [He said "What we have is special. Nothing will change that or take it away. I know you love me just as much as you love Machoke and Lapras. You've proven to me that you can love others and me at the same time."] Hitmonchan smiled and nodded his head in agreement.
"So...you are not upset that I let myself be had by Mewtwo?"
"Hitmon...mon...mon chan." Mewtwo began to laugh, though there was a blush to his cheeks.
"What did he say?"
[He said that he's only offended by the fact that he wasn't invited]
Scott laughed a little bit and nodded. "Well, it is late. Do you three want to return to your pokeballs and rest up for the night?" Lapras and Machoke nodded. Hitmonchan shook his head.
[I think that Hitmonchan would feel better outside tonight. I honestly don't blame him] He looked away. [I wouldn't trust me either] The fighting type looked at him for a moment before he moved over to where the larger pokemon lay. They exchanged a gaze before the hitmonchan frowned and slapped the other. Scott sat up quickly, ready to pull them apart. Mewtwo, however, didn't attack. [...do you feel better?]
"Hitmonchan monchan!"
Mewtwo nodded. [Okay. I'm...sorry for hurting you]
Scott looked between the two. "What did...?" Hitmonchan smiled and moved over to Scott's other side. He took off his training outfit and set it aside before he cuddled up against his trainer. Mewtwo smiled and moved closer, doing more or less the same. "What did I miss?"
[Nothing, Scott. Sleep] Scott nodded and took the pokeballs of the two other pokemon in the room. They cried out happily as they were absorbed back into their homes for the night. He set them to the side and looked at his bedmates. They were so peaceful...it was such a nice thought; one that eased him to sleep...
He awoke the next morning, not because of the sun, but because of the movement near him. Still unsure of himself, he sat up, holding onto his head. What happened? Was that all a dream? That couldn't have been his conscience acting up. He looked at his big, three fingered paw. If it was a dream, it was way too realistic to be comfortable. He wasn't sure about it, but...
[No...I...I can't go through with this. Not after that] Dream or not, his memory wouldn't let him ignore it. Maybe there weren't bad humans out there. Maybe, just maybe, there was a Scott out there. He refused to be the destroyer, but the trainers that he had sent invites out to were set to arrive that night. [It's too late to get out a message telling them the meeting is cancelled. What am I going to do?]
He received a muffled moan in response. His head snapped to look, but he already knew what was going on. Laying on his bed with him, snuggled close together, was a trainer and his Hitmonchan.
Well, it was more like a Hitmonchan with his fingers wrapped around his trainer's cock.
It hadn't been a dream. He smiled. [Good morning, Scott]
"Huh?" The human, dazed by a combination of just waking up and the handjob he was receiving, looked up at Mewtwo and blushed. "G-good...morning Mewtwo. Did you sleep...well?"
He paused for a moment, as if to mull it over in his mind, before leaning in and pressing his lips to the human's. [Better than I have ever slept before] Scott melted away into the kiss, his fingers tracing along the larger pokemon's cheeks. They let it linger for a long while, pulling away and looking into each other's eyes. [Thank you]
"No...don't thank me..."
[Why not?]
"Monchan." They both looked at the Hitmonchan, who's hand had not left his trainer.
[Well...I guess that's right. I do have you to thank as well]
The fighting type smirked a little bit. "Mon...monchan...hit."
His eyes widened. [A-are you sure? Is that possible?] The other nodded. [Should...I?]
Hitmonchan shook his head and nudged a confused Scott. He seemed to understand almost immediately. "It's time, isn't it?"
"Mon."
"All right." Scott rolled onto his belly, facing the larger pokemon. His fingers danced slowly along the big, purple belly before him. "Mewtwo, just relax...and let me see you again." The beast nodded slowly, relaxing at the human's touch. The belly wavered a little bit, revealing the soft length. Scott smiled and quickly took it up, teasing it to it's full length. Mewtwo moaned softly, leaning his head back as he felt that wonderful tease.
There was a sudden warmth, one that blew him out of his euphoria. He looked down to see the top of Scott's head. It didn't take him too long to figure out what had happened; the human had taken his cock into his mouth. The feeling was weird, but at the same time, heavenly. He mewed loudly, his voice echoing through the chamber. [Gods...] Slowly, his eyes shut...
Once more, the field stretched out before him, the warm sun beating down upon them. The pillows had been replaced by soft grass which teased his flesh. He leaned his head back and mewed again, the illusion he cast around himself only adding to the pleasure. He looked down and saw Scoot, nestled amongst the green blades as he happily sucked him off. The human's tongue ran itself down the belly of his cock, causing pangs of sheer pleasure to shoot through his body.
He slowly looked past Scott to look at the Hitmonchan that intrigued him so. It had stopped playing with its trainer enough to move behind it. Mewtwo blushed a little bit once he figure out the scene before him; Hitmonchan had mounted his trainer and was slowly driving in and out of him. It dawned on him then what these two meant to each other. He knew what bond they shared.
Deep within him, a new feeling welled up. He wanted to have a bond like that. He wanted to be loved. Tears formed in his eyes, streaming down his cheek as he fought back the growing orgasm. He didn't want it to end like that. He wanted to enjoy it more...
He snapped back into reality, the orgasm blowing him completely out of his fantasy. He panted heavily as he blew his load into Scott's waiting mouth. The human whined happily, his tongue lapping at the stream as it poured out of Mewtwo. His own stamina gave way, and he spilled his own seed on the pillows. In moments, it was all over. Mewtwo took a deep breath and slowly let it go, collapsing backwards. He had to catch his breath before he could do anything else.
Scott collapsed on top of him, rubbing the larger pokemon's chest. Hitmonchan collapsed on top of them both, panting heavily. It was a glow they just wanted to bathe in...well, up until Scott thought of something.
"Mewtwo, what are we going to do about the others that are due here tonight?"
Mewtwo sat up a little bit and looked down at him. [I've got an idea...]
*******
"...officials did not comment on the allegations." People huddled around the various TV screens in the pokemon center. The newscaster was just getting up to the big story for the day - not like they needed to be told anything. "And in local news, the mysterious New Island out in the middle of the sea exploded earlier today. Scott McAlister, a trainer who had made it to the top 16 in a recent Pokemon League Challenge, was seen fleeing from the direction with the missing Nurse Joy and three pokemon from the island in tow. According to the trainer, New Island was a set up by the infamous Team Rocket to steal the pokemon of other trainers." Murmurs from the crowd started up as the newscast continued.
"He also mentioned the laboratory on this island, conducting illegal genetic experiments on pokemon. Nurse Joy had been kidnaped to serve as medical staff for the entire island. The three pokemon that he had returned with, an oddly marked Charizard, Venasaur, and Blastoise, were reported to be products of those genetic experiments. Renowned pokemon researcher Professor Oak has been brought in to help investigate."
[They're really buying it, aren't they?]
They were sitting in the corner of the pokemon center. Scott's other pokemon were in their balls, resting up. Mewtwo had opted to stay out for now, despite the obvious risk of panic. Hitmonchan was out as well, quietly watching the news report.
"Yeah. Once Professor Oak has had a look at you, and I get my autograph, we should be on our way. He's agreed to let me keep you."
[For now, anyway] The human and the Hitmonchan looked up at the psychic type with confused looks. He smiled and stuck his tongue out at them. [Just kidding] Scott laughed softly. [Thank you for keeping me]
"You three look like you could use a little snack." Nurse Joy, who had been watching over them, had brought a tray up to them with some food. "Eat up." They smiled their thanks and quietly took up their meals.
[Nurse Joy, I'm sorry that-]
"I know. It's okay, Mewtwo. I understand." She smiled sweetly. "I've contacted my sisters. They know what to do with you should you ever arrive in their centers." She sat down with them as they ate. "So what are your plans, Scott?"
"Me? I'm gonna do what I've been doing all this time." He looked up at Mewtwo and smiled. "It's just...going to be with a new friend now. That's all."
"Where do you plan on going?"
"Nowhere, really. I was thinking that I should stick in this area for a little bit until everything dies down. Who knows?" He looked up at Mewtwo, who smiled shyly.
[We're just going to go with the flow]
Fin
Boy, there's a lot of thanks to give here.
Thanks to Nintendo for coming up with this great game.
Thanks to Iveechan for the idea of the elemental knuckles on the Hitmonchan.
Thanks to lilglenndoggie for making Mewtwo so damn sexy.
Thanks to everyone for being patient with this.
[I have to have somewhere to sleep] They both floated over to the soft pit. Mewtwo laid down first, laying on his back. He pulled Scott over him and slowly laid him down on his body. [Is this better?]
Scott blushed and rested his head on the pokemon's chest. "It's comfortable, yes. But..." He rolled off onto the bed and smiled. "If we're going to do anything..." He smiled and laid out flat on his back.
Mewtwo smiled and reached down, grabbing the trainer's shaft. Again, Scott tensed as Mewtwo began to stroke gently. Scott curled up a little bit, the throbs of pleasure going through his body. The larger pokemon rolled onto his side to face the trainer. He seemed interested in the faces he was making as he stroked him. [It feels so warm]
"I...I know...ooh." Scott looked up at him through slit eyes and smiled. He smiled and leaned down. He didn't know why he was doing it; it just felt right. He nuzzled against the flesh of the human's neck, his breath quickening. He took in the youth's scent, faint as it was, and murred. Scott chuckled a little bit. "That's the first noise I've heard out of you that wasn't directed to my mind." Both smiled, even more so when Scott thrust his hips.
[I wonder...] He stroked the length a little more gently, but focused on that neck. He kissed it a little. Scott had a...unique taste. He didn't want to hurt him, but he had to have more. How, though, was the question. He looked at him a little bit, slowly licking his lips. [...] He shut his eyes once more and nuzzled against the human's neck again. This time, however, he let his tongue flit out and grace the tender flesh. His body quivered with Scott's needy whimper, prompting him to lick again, only a little more slowly. He knew Scott liked it, but it was just so sensual, so right that he could feel the pleasure welling up within him. Scott rolled his head around, nudging his head out of the way. Before he could say or do anything, the human moved to his neck and gently nipped at it. He didn't expect there to be any pleasure in it; he moaned briefly as the wave passed over him.
He gripped the human's shaft as those nibbles passed over him, exciting him to the point where he simply forgot about the world around him. Scott was the only thing that mattered to him, and he wanted to show it. His large, bulky paw stroked harder. He listened to the whimpers that came out of the boy and smiled. Scott rolled onto his side, wrapping his arms around Mewtwo's chest and buried his face into the purple chest. Mewtwo's mind sought Scott's; he could feel the emotional build up, as well as the boy's endurance sapping. He didn't know what it meant, but something told him to kiss his forehead and reassure him.
[Just relax]
The words seemed to do a world of good for the both of them. First and foremost, Mewtwo found himself taking his own advice. Though his heart still raced, he took a deep breath and calmed his own anxieties. Scott, on the other hand, heaved a deep breath and something completely different happened. He felt it; the tenseness disappeared with the last bit of Scott's stamina. It all flowed downward, where it reached a final peak - Scott came all over his hand. He looked down at it, surprised, but not alarmed at what happened. He watched the warm, white fluid erupt from the length of pink flesh. He felt Scott's breath, quick and shallow, against his flesh. It all sent shivers down his spine. When it was all over, he released his grip and willed away the mess, letting it form into a ball and get whisked away. "Mewtwo...ooh."
He quickly turned his attention to the now blushing human. [Are you okay, Scott?]
"Yes. I haven't felt this good since...Hitmonchan and I first..."
He smiled and pulled the human into a hug. [For the first time in my life...I feel...right. This is where I belong] He shut his eyes and gave the human a kiss. He knew that Scott had stopped his plans cold. This island, his desire to destroy the world, and his hatred for all humans...it was all gone in that one, passionate moment. [I was...such an idiot. I passed all my judgement on one group of humans, not all of them. Thank you, Scott...for showing me my stupidity]
"No...don't talk like that." He brought his hands up to the pokemon's cheeks and looked into his eyes. "You are not an idiot. You were misinformed. I don't blame you for your hatred, and I am happy I could help. Just...please..." Tears formed in his eyes. "Don't talk about yourself like that."
He paused for a moment and nodded. [All right. I'm sorry] The boy clung to him tightly. It caught him off guard, yet he found himself wrapping his arms around the trainer. Scott was a trainer, one that loved his pokemon deeply. He wasn't a Rocket. [Scott, I want to join you]
The human looked up at him. "What?"
[Scott, you have helped me so much. In this short time, you have taught me the most important ideas in the world. You also answered my question]
"Which question?"
[Where do I belong?] He took Scott's hand. [For now, at least, I belong here, with you and your pokemon. I want to travel with you, see the world, understand it, learn more about it]
"So why not go by yourself?"
[I cannot. I can only go where civilization has not. If I were to show up in a city alone, there would be problems - trainers trying to capture me, or worse]
"Team Rocket." He nodded slowly. "I see your point."
Mewtwo nodded before looking away with a blush. [It is...not the only reason]
Scott sat up a little bit, looking down at him. "What else is there?" Mewtwo didn't answer. He just kept his gaze away from him. Scott reached down and rubbed his belly. "Mewtwo, tell me."
[I...I just can't...imagine what I would do without you] He looked at Scott, tears streaming down his own face. [I know know...if it's the emotion of the moment talking...or...I don't know...I don't want to be apart from you] He shut his eyes and lowered his head. [Please, don't do that to me. I don't want to be alone again]
Scott looked at him. Hours earlier, this creature hated him to the point where it wanted him dead. The creature attacked him without concern, tried to wear him down and be done with it. It was strong, proud, and didn't need a person in the world. Yet, here it was, the same creature, begging to be taken along. That was why Mewtwo hated - he didn't want to be alone. "Yes, Mewtwo." He leaned down and kissed him deeply. "I will take you along with me."
[Thank you...oh god, thank you] It was the pokemon's turn to nuzzle into the human's chest and sniffle. Scott could feel the happiness radiating from him. He smiled and rubbed his back. [I don't know how to return this kindness...all of this...]
"We will have to lay down some ground rules to begin with, but that will come later. Right now, I do want to know what time it is."
[The moon is just rising] He pointed to the ceiling, where a skylight would form. They could see a faint glint of light from the moon.
Scott nodded. "Can you have my pokemon brought up here?" Mewtwo nodded a little bit and waved his hand. A few minutes later, the Hitmonchan, Machoke, and Lapras would be brought up to the room. "Hey guys." He noticed the tension in the three and waved his hand dismissively. "It's okay. He's not going to hurt you or me."
"MONCHAN!" The fighter pokemon instantly protested, taking a few steps towards them.
[Please...] Mewtwo sat up and lowered his head. [I'm...I'm sorry for what I did to your trainer and to you. I was behaving like a child]
"Mon?" The hitmonchan looked at the two before approaching. He nudged the larger pokemon to the side and looked at his naked trainer. "Mon...monchan?"
Mewtwo looked at Scott. [He wants to know why you're naked]
Scott blushed a bit. "Hitmonchan..." He reached up and pulled the pokemon's gloves off, revealing those delicate, gemmed fingers. He took them up in his own, giving them a soft squeeze. "We talked, we learned...he gave me a handjob. I'm sorry I b-"
A Hitmonchan finger came up to his lips, silencing him. He smiled and spoke rapidly, his voice reassuring. Mewtwo smiled. [He said "What we have is special. Nothing will change that or take it away. I know you love me just as much as you love Machoke and Lapras. You've proven to me that you can love others and me at the same time."] Hitmonchan smiled and nodded his head in agreement.
"So...you are not upset that I let myself be had by Mewtwo?"
"Hitmon...mon...mon chan." Mewtwo began to laugh, though there was a blush to his cheeks.
"What did he say?"
[He said that he's only offended by the fact that he wasn't invited]
Scott laughed a little bit and nodded. "Well, it is late. Do you three want to return to your pokeballs and rest up for the night?" Lapras and Machoke nodded. Hitmonchan shook his head.
[I think that Hitmonchan would feel better outside tonight. I honestly don't blame him] He looked away. [I wouldn't trust me either] The fighting type looked at him for a moment before he moved over to where the larger pokemon lay. They exchanged a gaze before the hitmonchan frowned and slapped the other. Scott sat up quickly, ready to pull them apart. Mewtwo, however, didn't attack. [...do you feel better?]
"Hitmonchan monchan!"
Mewtwo nodded. [Okay. I'm...sorry for hurting you]
Scott looked between the two. "What did...?" Hitmonchan smiled and moved over to Scott's other side. He took off his training outfit and set it aside before he cuddled up against his trainer. Mewtwo smiled and moved closer, doing more or less the same. "What did I miss?"
[Nothing, Scott. Sleep] Scott nodded and took the pokeballs of the two other pokemon in the room. They cried out happily as they were absorbed back into their homes for the night. He set them to the side and looked at his bedmates. They were so peaceful...it was such a nice thought; one that eased him to sleep...
He awoke the next morning, not because of the sun, but because of the movement near him. Still unsure of himself, he sat up, holding onto his head. What happened? Was that all a dream? That couldn't have been his conscience acting up. He looked at his big, three fingered paw. If it was a dream, it was way too realistic to be comfortable. He wasn't sure about it, but...
[No...I...I can't go through with this. Not after that] Dream or not, his memory wouldn't let him ignore it. Maybe there weren't bad humans out there. Maybe, just maybe, there was a Scott out there. He refused to be the destroyer, but the trainers that he had sent invites out to were set to arrive that night. [It's too late to get out a message telling them the meeting is cancelled. What am I going to do?]
He received a muffled moan in response. His head snapped to look, but he already knew what was going on. Laying on his bed with him, snuggled close together, was a trainer and his Hitmonchan.
Well, it was more like a Hitmonchan with his fingers wrapped around his trainer's cock.
It hadn't been a dream. He smiled. [Good morning, Scott]
"Huh?" The human, dazed by a combination of just waking up and the handjob he was receiving, looked up at Mewtwo and blushed. "G-good...morning Mewtwo. Did you sleep...well?"
He paused for a moment, as if to mull it over in his mind, before leaning in and pressing his lips to the human's. [Better than I have ever slept before] Scott melted away into the kiss, his fingers tracing along the larger pokemon's cheeks. They let it linger for a long while, pulling away and looking into each other's eyes. [Thank you]
"No...don't thank me..."
[Why not?]
"Monchan." They both looked at the Hitmonchan, who's hand had not left his trainer.
[Well...I guess that's right. I do have you to thank as well]
The fighting type smirked a little bit. "Mon...monchan...hit."
His eyes widened. [A-are you sure? Is that possible?] The other nodded. [Should...I?]
Hitmonchan shook his head and nudged a confused Scott. He seemed to understand almost immediately. "It's time, isn't it?"
"Mon."
"All right." Scott rolled onto his belly, facing the larger pokemon. His fingers danced slowly along the big, purple belly before him. "Mewtwo, just relax...and let me see you again." The beast nodded slowly, relaxing at the human's touch. The belly wavered a little bit, revealing the soft length. Scott smiled and quickly took it up, teasing it to it's full length. Mewtwo moaned softly, leaning his head back as he felt that wonderful tease.
There was a sudden warmth, one that blew him out of his euphoria. He looked down to see the top of Scott's head. It didn't take him too long to figure out what had happened; the human had taken his cock into his mouth. The feeling was weird, but at the same time, heavenly. He mewed loudly, his voice echoing through the chamber. [Gods...] Slowly, his eyes shut...
Once more, the field stretched out before him, the warm sun beating down upon them. The pillows had been replaced by soft grass which teased his flesh. He leaned his head back and mewed again, the illusion he cast around himself only adding to the pleasure. He looked down and saw Scoot, nestled amongst the green blades as he happily sucked him off. The human's tongue ran itself down the belly of his cock, causing pangs of sheer pleasure to shoot through his body.
He slowly looked past Scott to look at the Hitmonchan that intrigued him so. It had stopped playing with its trainer enough to move behind it. Mewtwo blushed a little bit once he figure out the scene before him; Hitmonchan had mounted his trainer and was slowly driving in and out of him. It dawned on him then what these two meant to each other. He knew what bond they shared.
Deep within him, a new feeling welled up. He wanted to have a bond like that. He wanted to be loved. Tears formed in his eyes, streaming down his cheek as he fought back the growing orgasm. He didn't want it to end like that. He wanted to enjoy it more...
He snapped back into reality, the orgasm blowing him completely out of his fantasy. He panted heavily as he blew his load into Scott's waiting mouth. The human whined happily, his tongue lapping at the stream as it poured out of Mewtwo. His own stamina gave way, and he spilled his own seed on the pillows. In moments, it was all over. Mewtwo took a deep breath and slowly let it go, collapsing backwards. He had to catch his breath before he could do anything else.
Scott collapsed on top of him, rubbing the larger pokemon's chest. Hitmonchan collapsed on top of them both, panting heavily. It was a glow they just wanted to bathe in...well, up until Scott thought of something.
"Mewtwo, what are we going to do about the others that are due here tonight?"
Mewtwo sat up a little bit and looked down at him. [I've got an idea...]
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"...officials did not comment on the allegations." People huddled around the various TV screens in the pokemon center. The newscaster was just getting up to the big story for the day - not like they needed to be told anything. "And in local news, the mysterious New Island out in the middle of the sea exploded earlier today. Scott McAlister, a trainer who had made it to the top 16 in a recent Pokemon League Challenge, was seen fleeing from the direction with the missing Nurse Joy and three pokemon from the island in tow. According to the trainer, New Island was a set up by the infamous Team Rocket to steal the pokemon of other trainers." Murmurs from the crowd started up as the newscast continued.
"He also mentioned the laboratory on this island, conducting illegal genetic experiments on pokemon. Nurse Joy had been kidnaped to serve as medical staff for the entire island. The three pokemon that he had returned with, an oddly marked Charizard, Venasaur, and Blastoise, were reported to be products of those genetic experiments. Renowned pokemon researcher Professor Oak has been brought in to help investigate."
[They're really buying it, aren't they?]
They were sitting in the corner of the pokemon center. Scott's other pokemon were in their balls, resting up. Mewtwo had opted to stay out for now, despite the obvious risk of panic. Hitmonchan was out as well, quietly watching the news report.
"Yeah. Once Professor Oak has had a look at you, and I get my autograph, we should be on our way. He's agreed to let me keep you."
[For now, anyway] The human and the Hitmonchan looked up at the psychic type with confused looks. He smiled and stuck his tongue out at them. [Just kidding] Scott laughed softly. [Thank you for keeping me]
"You three look like you could use a little snack." Nurse Joy, who had been watching over them, had brought a tray up to them with some food. "Eat up." They smiled their thanks and quietly took up their meals.
[Nurse Joy, I'm sorry that-]
"I know. It's okay, Mewtwo. I understand." She smiled sweetly. "I've contacted my sisters. They know what to do with you should you ever arrive in their centers." She sat down with them as they ate. "So what are your plans, Scott?"
"Me? I'm gonna do what I've been doing all this time." He looked up at Mewtwo and smiled. "It's just...going to be with a new friend now. That's all."
"Where do you plan on going?"
"Nowhere, really. I was thinking that I should stick in this area for a little bit until everything dies down. Who knows?" He looked up at Mewtwo, who smiled shyly.
[We're just going to go with the flow]
Fin
Boy, there's a lot of thanks to give here.
Thanks to Nintendo for coming up with this great game.
Thanks to Iveechan for the idea of the elemental knuckles on the Hitmonchan.
Thanks to lilglenndoggie for making Mewtwo so damn sexy.
Thanks to everyone for being patient with this.