"Do you need to rest?"

Esmé nodded weakly before we stopped near a river. I whispered to her "Just rest, alright?" She nodded before curling up, her face red as ever. I feel like I should explain what happened before we were here. My name is Ezekiel, and I'm a Buizel, nothing special. So far, before I met her, my life was mundane and pointless, never did anything except live. My life has had little value to me, since I never really had any dreams or goals in my life. I never really wanted anything, so for now I lived for someone else.

My companion here is named Esmé, she's a Glaceon. She's actually only one month younger than me, though she acts much younger at times. We have been traveling with no destination in particular, just a nice quiet place to live. Well, so far we've been through at least 5 towns, and we've nearly been captured ten times, and each time I made sure they didn't leave unscathed. I was a bit protective of Esmé, yes, but I had good reason.

I found her in an alley nearly dead from starvation, and I just couldn't leave her there. It was probably wrong of me, but I found her beautiful. She seemed kind and gentle, helping the other strays, even giving up her food to feed the younger ones. Even going through what she has, she still has this odd aura of purity around her. At first she was very shy, never talking, but I have gotten her to loosen up...somewhat. Around anyone else she usually sticks to me and doesn't speak, or hides behind me. She's not uncomfortable; she just doesn't know how to act around them. I know her; she's kind enough that she never wants to upset anyone. If she ever feels like she did, it takes me awhile to actually convince her it's all right.

It was probably wrong to, but I loved this pure innocent woman. Every time our gazes locked my heart would skip a beat. Every time she laughed or smiled joy would flow through me. Any time I was near her I yearned to press my lips to hers. But she was not mine to have, such a beautiful creature is not what I deserve. I wondered every night if I should confess what I felt, but decided it would be better if she never knew. Being around her was enough to bring me joy, and I didn't mind. To me, as long as she was happy, I was happy. Nothing more complicated than that.

For the last week however, she has been acting...very strange. She no longer cuddled up to me to sleep, which surprised me. It was an odd habit of hers she developed whenever I first took her with me. Also, every night I would awaken to quiet moans and gasps, I just shrugged it off as my imagination however then went back to sleep. Then I noticed her being different during the day. Her face was always covered with a blush, sometimes light pink and other times her face would be maroon. I kept noticing her need for rest increasing as well. I only brought it up once, to which she quickly replied that it was nothing.

"A nap couldn't hurt," I smiled at her, she seemed to be embarrassed for some odd reason, but I didn't say anything. At the time, I merely thought she thought she felt lazy which embarrassed her. I laid down near her, but like everyday for the past week, she avoided getting too close. Oddly, I too was actually exhausted, and ended up falling asleep.



My rest was short lived as I awakened to a very loud moan. Alright, that was no longer my imagination. It was noon then, the sun was bright, shining in ribbons from the trees above. It helped me wake up quicker. I wondered through the forest, trying to find the source of the noise I had heard. But what I saw wasn't exactly expected. I saw her, Esmé, paw on her flower, pleasuring her. The sun glistened off her fur, her eyes, barely open, were clouded with lust, the juices from her slit glistening brightly from the sun. I realized what was wrong this last week, she was in heat! I was too stunned to move, I never thought for her to have such desires. Then again, it was to be expected, she was my age. I guess I just liked pretending she was ignorant to these things, yet oddly I was compelled to watch. This side of her I never seen, a side I wanted to learn more about.

What made me go over to her was the name she moaned "Ezekiel!" At that moment, I realized I never knew what she thought of me. I knew she thought of me as someone important to her, but I never thought specifics. The thing that confused me most was the fact I had kissed her before. Once whenever I tried to comfort her, and she didn't resist, but we never said anything about it. She never asked or talked about it. Now all I could think of is the possibility she wants me as her mate. A dream that may become true and I knew of a simple way to find out.

I sneaked up behind her, my gaze watching her intently. I was nervous, what if she didn't want this? What if she pushed me away? What if she never looked at me the same way again? What if she hated me? And the most disturbing thought, what if she left me? Yet, I still walked; my feelings could no longer stay silent. I wanted her to know how I felt, and I wanted to help her through this heat. As soon as I got near her I whispered "Esmé."

She quickly jumped and turned her head, her face maroon. Her eyes held so many emotions, surprise, fear, sadness, confusion, but the most apparent was the lust. Without giving her time to react, I pressed my lips to hers. God that kiss was enough to renew a man's will to live, the passion she showed, the love in her gaze. I teased and sucked her lips, watching her body shudder. Apparently the heat was intensifying every pleasure she felt. I lightly tapped her lips with my tongue, attempting to gain access. I didn't even really have to ask, she complied instantly with my non-verbal request. God her taste, her scent, her body, the odd warmth! It all felt so amazing, nearly overwhelming. Our tongues danced as my tail lightly traced over her body, making her moan.

I pulled away, both of us panting. I looked deeply into her eyes "Esmé, will you allow me to be your mate?" That's the only thing I could think of to ask.

"Yes," was all she managed "Please..." She seemed to actually be in pain from her heat. I grimaced; the sight of her beautiful features contorted into pain bothered me greatly. I wasn't about to let this go like it was just fulfilling a need however. I was going to make it one of the most enjoyable days in her life.

My lips returned to hers, and so did the passion. My tail began tracing her body again, but with a very clear goal in mind. It slowly traced down to her outer lips as she gasped in what sounded like pure pleasure. Her body trembled as my tail slowly rubbed the line of her flower, before letting it enter her. She moaned, her body shaking, unable to hold back the immense pleasure she felt.

Both of our faces were ruby now, as she pulled away to let her head lean back letting a loud moan out as my tail went deeper inside her. Her juices covered my tail nearly completely, trailing down my tail in streaks. I smiled and stopped for a moment, deciding to taste this goddess. I slowly removed my tail, and licked it clean, which got me a slightly annoyed and embarrassed look from Esmé. Her taste was surprisingly sweet, and I loved it. So, I decided I wanted to taste more of her.

I moved my face down to her womanhood, which got me a very anxious, yet excited look from her. The scent coming from it was odd, I couldn't find a word to describe it, though amazing fit its description. I gently planted a kiss on her "lips" before cleaning them with my tongue, savoring her. Apparently she was enjoying this treatment already, as I felt her body convulse. I heard her groan my name "Ezekiel..." Her tone was deep, and the note of lust in her voice made me want her. I knew that she wasn't going to be satisfied with one orgasm, and I knew that that's all I had in me. So, I was going to make her feel one of the most pleasurable things in the world.

My tongue went inside her, which made a small scream of bliss escape her. God her scent was nearly overwhelming, her taste made it nearly impossible for me to not stop and just mount her. However, I wasn't going to be selfish, she was in pain from this, so I was going to satisfy both her and her heat. My tongue seemed to move on its own, lapping from her like a dog lapping from his bowl of water. Her body was shuddering and her breathing was getting heavier and faster. She slowly began getting covered in sweat, and her moans were becoming more frequent. I dug my face into her flower, as I tried to lick deeper, get a better taste of her.

I stopped as soon as I felt what I should have been expecting. Of course her Hymen was unbroken; it was 2 years ago that I found her, and she hadn't had any heats or any mates! This wouldn't have bothered me, except that this was going to cause her pain. I winced at the thought of me causing her that pain. Even though it was necessary, I still felt bad that I was going to be the direct cause of it. As soon as my tongue touched that innocent part of her, her body shook violently as she screamed in what was pure, utter delight. Her body released all of her juices at once, as I attempted to gather it in my mouth. I barely succeeded, but before I could savor and swallow them, Esmé did something unexpected.

Her lips met mine in a frenzy, her juices and saliva mixing with mine in what could only be described as heaven. I didn't break the kiss as I gently pushed her down so she was resting on her back. My mind was clouded with lust then; I quickly broke the kiss and whispered "Hey, this might hurt a little alright? I'm sorry," But she merely responded by licking my cheek, before returning her lips to mine. My member had been protruding for awhile now, the cool winds sending shivers up my back. Already a clear liquid had begun leaking from my tip, seemingly begging to be placed inside of her.

I took a deep breath as I slowly prodded her, readying both me and her for what was about to happen. Her wet slit welcomed this guest rather easily, still wet from my treatment from before. My tip went until it felt the obstruction. She gave me a reassuring glance that she was ready, before I broke past it quickly, sending a great wave of pleasure through me. I noticed her wince, but quickly turn into an expression of utter delight. Being inside her felt amazing, her warmth surrounding me, the odd feeling of security, and the passionate expression in her eyes as I took her was almost overwhelming.

I slowly pulled back before thrusting back into her, which got me a small scream of pleasure from her. Truthfully that felt as good as that sounded, and this was only the beginning, my thrusts made their way to a slow pace, to allow us to get used to this feeling. I looked deep into her eyes that were filled with passion, before letting our lips meet once more. My body shuddered as I could barely breathe from all this, never before had I felt something so powerful. My thrusts quickened to a normal pace, as our breathing continued to get heavier and faster.

Inside her I felt so welcomed, so accepted. I felt like I could bare my soul to her, tell her how I felt, and tell her how much I wanted to be with her. It was an odd sense of home, and truly it was nirvana. Right then, for one small moment, I felt like we were one. Her pleasure was mine, mine was hers. My body's thrusts begun to quicken as I felt me and her both get closer. "Esmé," I moaned "I love you!"

"Ezekiel!" She screamed her voice weighed down as she sounded like she was in heaven.

We screamed as we came in unison, my manhood being completely taken in as I emptied my seed into her. God, I felt like nothing else mattered anymore, only this long moment of pure pleasure. I fell down and laid next to her, panting. Our faces were scarlet, and as I looked into her eyes, I embraced her. As our breathing returned to normal, she began to purr. I looked down at her, smiling.

Our eyes locked, and we didn't have to say anything, the love in our gazes was enough. I held her in my arms as we drifted into a peaceful sleep.Chapter End Notes:Please offer constructive criticism, I would appreciate it :)

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