AGNPH Stories
 

Love Between The Unfortunate by deon

 

Deep Night To New Dawn

Early story post this week, considering I'm going to be seriously busy getting ready for my vacation, you'll notice that I'm doing something a bit different. I'm actually fulfilling a request by one of my readers (yes I do accept requests). And you'll also find that I decided to to a more text-than-speech heavy approach to this one. Enjoy.
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Pokemon is Copyright(TM) Nintendo, HAL Lab, Creatures Inc. among others.

In addition, please do not use the characters of this story without permission, as it will be granted upon request.

WARNING: This story contains sexual relations between two consenting adults, both of them between different species. If this sort of thing offends you, then you have every right to leave.
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As mid-day was drawing to it's close upon the forests of Hoenn, many different Pokemon were retiring to their nests and caves, knowing full well the danger of staying out too late. But one of the many exceptions came from a large Typhlosion settlement set nearby the ocean-front.

Not only was the dark far from an issue for those of the fire element, but neither was the relatively treacherous forest, at least from the adult's point of view. Regardless, none proffered to be out of territory, so many would find it strange that one of the pack's members, a female by the name of Millie, would want to be out at this time of day.

However, unlike most females among the village who seemed to be able to find a suitable mate almost as soon as they started looking, Millie had not been able to find someone suitable, or really even a "someone". While she did prefer keeping all of this at her own pace, the fact that no one expressed much interest in her usually kept her spirits down, and as such was known to be more often depressed than others.

All of her life she had been lamenting, so her favorite place was usually at the beach, where she was walking along as of this afternoon, so as to get away from the others, as they also proffered to be as far away from the water as possible. To Millie, it really didn't matter, as she wasn't exactly as tightly clung to a safe fate as most others were.

And as she paced down this oft-traveled path, she took in the sights.The usually set of rocks, about her size, strewn about the dark sand, and the moon, along with the bright stars, slowly starting to form as the day was reaching it's relative end. The ocean emitting it's serene sounds as the waves made small ripples, she took a seat down in the radius of where the water would diminish, as she had long ago gotten used to the feel of the water, one of the only weaknesses of her kind.

She thought quietly to herself, wondering what fate was going to provide her, as so far she found her like nigh any kind of eventfulness as of it's current span, and she knew she was already around halfway over, so, as she took in the forming night, she began thinking about how she was going to spend it. Along this year she had slowly given up on trying to reach any kind of goal on her life, and as such she was at a loss for what really to think about as the sun was so very near to it's full retreat.

After about a half of an hour, when the night had finally come, she laid herself down onto the beach floor, her curved body balling itself up into a soft sleep. Only about after an hour of this had she awoken from a slightly stronger tide, and decided to pack things in back to the village. Maybe this night, as she thought, she might be able to find the mate she had long desired. As the surroundings slowly melted into the now-darkened forest and her path was nearing to the village was when a noticeable rustle came from the bushes.

A battered human, a male slightly shorter than her, made his way out from the thick forest. At first, her instinct called out for her to run from this man, but she did the opposite and stood her ground as she saw him quickly faint into the dirt, most likely from his severely bruised state. Ignoring common sense, but not dismissing the possibility of this being some kind of trap, she quickly dashed over to the human who, upon closer inspection, was completely unconscious on the ground beneath her.

Breathing a sigh of relief in her mind, she took this moment to examine the stranger. She saw no signs of any trainer equipment, in fact, this person wasn't carrying anything beyond his extremely dirtied and bloodied blue camo jeans and white shirt. He sported a small bit of muscle, at least from her point of view.

As she hesitantly flipped him over onto his back, she took notice of his yellowy-white scruffy hair (her race wasn't color-blind, most wilds around that region weren't). After finishing her assessment of this extremely roughly bruised body, she then quickly thought of what to do now. She couldn't leave him there, it was against her to just let him die here, and she definitely couldn't bring him with her to the village for many reasons.

Eventually she decided to find some kind of shelter, or build one if needed. Although it didn't take too long to realize that there was an empty cave around the beach where she just was, she often came to it when she felt like being away from the settlement for a while. After a far from long walk back down to the shores, though made slightly longer from having to lug around this humans unconscious body, she found her way into the cave.

Finally setting him down she decided to set herself down as well. And it wasn't long before she was starting to get to thinking about what she had just done. As previously mentioned, she wasn't the one to leave a potentially friendly anyone to just die, but this person could be far from friendly. Looking around the relatively clean cave, she cleaned it up a little from it's original dank and dirty look back in her days as a Quilava when she first found the place, she started trying to figure out why she did this.

Then a thought crossed her mind. "Am I just doing this out of desperation?", she thought, "No...I wouldn't do something like that. These kind of relationships are absolutely forbidden.", and she went back to her original thought that she just did this to be nice. Before setting to sleep, she thought to herself once more, "I mean, I couldn't be that desperate...could I?".

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The Next Day...

Evan slowly started to stir from his sleep, taking in his surroundings with near-utter confusion. He was in a small cave, the walls blue, as if someone had been cleaning it. And he found himself resting on a soft sand, looking toward the mouth to see daylight shining through and slowly stood up, walking out of this cave to which he had no idea how he came to. Outside though, was something truly strange. Sitting in range of the tide and looking toward to glimmering horizon was a Typhlosion, a scene which he would of found something somewhat beautiful if it had not made so little sense to him.

Still not in the best state of mind, mostly derived from his surroundings which already put him in a state of wonder, he slowly stepped toward the creature, as if thinking he could get some answers from it. Again, Evan was still far from a state of mind where he could think rationally. Getting within about four feet of the large being, he almost almost mumbled out;

"Are you...real?"

Masking her surprise she craned her neck and her view toward the now-awoken stranger. Looking him over she saw that he his wounds has started healing up. Seeing this she rose onto her feet, smiling toward the stranger almost as if to greet him. The man saw this and smiled back, seeming to figure out her relative harmlessness.

After doing so he asked another question without really expecting an answer, "Are you the one that brought me here?" he said, Millie replying with a nod both saying "Yes", and that she understood what he was saying. Grateful to this creature he spoke again, "I guess I have to thank you then. You must be nice to have done what you did for me then." said Evan. Millie gave another broad smile, this time implying a "Your Welcome" toward him to which Evan could easily see.

"Well then, I suppose I should introduce myself. I'm Evan. It's nice to meet you.", to which Millie tried to reply with, "It's nice to meet you too Evan, I'm Millie." before realizing that she was practically just grunting toward him. Evan, putting his arms behind his head and giving a slight bit of laughter said, "Heh, look at me, trying to to talk to a Pokemon. I must really be crazy or something!".

Evan, ending his brief bit of chuckling to Millie's slight chagrin, followed up with another rather pointless question;

"Uh...so, where exactly am I anyway?", said Evan.
"..."
Once again realizing the situation, he said in response, "Well...I guess I'm here. Right?". Millie smiled again and nodded her head. And in reply to this Evan said, "I suppose that's all that matters...for now.", as if to imply something, which made Millie a bit curious. But she quickly disregarded it, and began walking back towards the den, motioning for him to come along. About halfway back however, Evan quickly grasped his left arm from a sudden burst of pain that seemed to shoot right through the rest of him as well.

Millie turned her gaze toward him as she heard his cry of pain, and just as she did he lost his balance and seemed to stumble right into her direction, fortunately, allowing her to catch him almost right in her arms. Unfortunately, this caused Millie to turn a deep shade of red from the current predicament. Ignoring this, she rushed him back to the cave setting him down, but before she could let go, Evan moved his arms around her, whilst quietly mumbling, "Y'know...you're really soft...", all of which caused Millie's face to shift to a Cheri Berry red. Slightly recovering from his apparent gentleness toward her, she lied down along with him and both fell asleep in each others arms.

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That Night...

As the night came in and the moon shined it's luminescent light upon the sleeping couple, Millie began to stir, too aware of the situation for comfort, even if she did enjoy his embrace. Once again, she wondered why she did all this, and also wondered as to how this could have happened to her. "Is this some kind of blessing?", she thought but rejected these thoughts again just like before, "No! Don't even think about it like that Millie! Just because you can't find a mate doesn't...! It doesn't...!".

As guilt, among many other feelings, addled Millie's conscious, Evan began to awake, concerned by the kind female's troubled look. "What's wrong? Oh...", once again realizing the situation, Evan put on his most sincere of tones, "I'm...really sorry. I shouldn't have done this. You're...just so...". Hearing this, Millie softly embraced him, as if to say "It's Okay.". Re-assured, Evan slowly spoke, "So then...what did you say your name was?".

Millie's eyes seemed to sparkle as she said in her native tongue, "It's Millie...and I want you to know...that I'm really glad to have met you.". Far from what she could possibly expect, Evan then replied, "Millie...what a nice name. And I'm glad to have met you as well.". And upon hearing this, Millie's heart raced so fast that she didn't know what would happen. That was, until...

She quickly brought her lips to his, and they both shared the most romantic kiss either had ever experienced. Mouths locked, both didn't let go for some time, time feeling like it had completely stopped, and yet if felt as if eons passed in this truly extraordinary moment that both shared. After finally parting, Millie then said, to which Evan was able to understand;

"Evan..."
"Yes, my love?"
"I want you to...m-m-"
Bringing a finger to her mouth, knowing full well what she wanted, "Shh, it's alright. I know what you want.". Evan then brought the same finger down to her already wet lips, and began rubbing them softly, eliciting a slow moan out out of her, and then proceeded to slip his index finger slowly down into her, while using his thumb to rub her soft clit. Millie's moans started getting louder and more noticeably, and caused her to buck into his treatment, and into his own crotch as well.

He halted his actions so as to prevent her from reaching orgasm too quickly, and before his pants got any tighter. He then re-adjusted himself so as to place himself in position to pleasure her orally. He soft lapped over her dripping pussy, stimulating her and causing her moans to get even louder. He eventually slipped his tongue into her hole, teasing her clit, making her practically yell in ecstasy.

Along with him diving his invading tongue into her depths, he searched his finger around until he found her anus, and began rubbing the outside of her tight hole. All of this proved to be too much, and with one more loud grunt of pleasure she came, treating him to her juices. After finishing the work down there, he adjusted himself back to his original position, once again softly embracing her.

After she recovered from her orgasm, he moved himself into another passionate kiss with her, as she began to remove his shirt. Finishing that, and moving onto removing his pants, those of which started becoming too tight for him to handle, he moved his head down so as to tease and lick one of her erect nipples, while using his hands to sensually rub two others. Enjoying this, she finally finished disrobing him, and unveiling his fully-erect penis which stood at a proud seven inches.

Pointing his member directly at her entrance, and getting her immediate lust-filled approval, he began slowly entering her wet hole. She didn't feel nearly as much pain as she though she was going to as he began filling her with his well-sized manhood. Finally managing to get himself all the way in, he quickly brought himself back out, and then, at a slightly faster pace than before, bring himself back in. He continued this pace, allowing full pleasure for both, until he had gotten a fast rhythm, and she began bucking towards his own advances.

Like before, he moved his finger down to her anus, again rubbing the entrance to further stimulate her. As he was getting close to his own orgasm, with a yell, Millie hit her own. Evan started thrusting at an extremely fast rate, almost seeming to piston straight into her. After about six more thrusts, the last harder than any other, he came hard into her, shooting his seed deep into her. After both finally finished thrusting themselves at each other, thoroughly enjoying their hard climaxes, they both breathed equally deep sighs, and held each other deeply yet again.

Getting the energy to speak, Evan spoke, "I just want to ask you Millie...are you...real?". Millie, finally looking into his beautiful crimson eyes, said, "Yes...yes I think I am Evan.", she said, while nuzzling her head into his bare chest, and starting to slowly drift to sleep.

"Good, that's all that matters."

And as both started fall asleep under the calming moonlight Evan wondered if he would have the strength to tell her about his past...why he was here in the first place.

To Be Continued...

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Love it? Hate it? Stuck in the middle? I'm trying to overcome my problems as best I can, so I'm hoping this was to your liking.

And I'm also hoping that this was to your liking, as it'll be the last for a while, I'll be leaving on vacation to India for three weeks. I'll return for one week (given I'm not dead), I promise to write then, and then I'll be leaving again to Japan for another week and upon my return I'll be sure to write lots. 'Til then, toodles everyone!
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