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As their travels continued, Fenix and Ami found great happiness in each other’s company. Ami’s soft-spoken behavior would slowly begin to vanish whenever she was around him, nonetheless, when around strangers, she was still incredibly shy.

She would normally feel embarrassed about sexual behavior of any kind but when she was with Fenix, that side of her seemed to vanish as well. When alone with Fenix, her reclusive behavior was gone and replaced with her real personality: A witty, defensive, adorable little Glaceon… with an overwhelming urge to please her master.

In other words; when they first had sex… it unlocked a different side of Ami. The experience was so amazing that she would attempt to satisfy both of them by playing a seductive little minx now and again to tempt Fenix so that they may experience that marvelous feeling once more. In other words: she tried to get him horny so they’d fuck again.

Fenix remained oblivious to what she was trying to accomplish… was it that, or was he just starting to become uninterested in her?

~Following Fenix: Chapter 2


September 25, 2020 (21 Years Ago)

“Jubilife city!” Fenix lay sprawled on the massive bed of his new temporary room. “This city is so freaking huge! I love it!” he turned to Ami who shivered near the threshold of the shut door. “Hey, uh… what’s wrong?”

In a daze, she wobbled to the bed and bumped her head against the wall; her tail shot up as if she had just been electrocuted. “Ow…” she lifted her forepaws to the bed, grabbing on to the soft, lemon-scented white blanket. “…There’s so many people out there!”

Fenix sighed; crossing his legs and playing with his thumbs. “It’s alright, it’s alright.” He opened his arms for a hug. “Me sowwy for putting you through dat.”

Ami lifted herself up onto the bed and stood just out of reach of Fenix, glaring at him with her anomalistic cherry red eyes. “Jerk.” She pouted as she refused to make eye contact with him, however, to her surprise, he had started whimpering. It was a shrill, dog-like whine while he rose his hands; his fingers limp - passing them off as paws. “Aww!” Ami vaulted upon his belly, burying her face in his magnolia-colored sweater. “You’re so cute!” her voice was muffled.

Fenix gently pet her smooth, arched back as he cockily replied “Hehe, I know.” Ami had a negative reaction but before she could point out his disgustingly smug response, he smothered her in his arms; refusing to let go as she playfully screamed. “Come on, Ami. Get out! Get out!” he obnoxiously rolled around as Ami’s incoherent and muffled voice only served, at this point, to make Fenix laugh his ass off.

“I’m warning you.” Ami giggled as her tail rapidly wagged. “I’m gonna get angry!”

“Oh, let me guess.” Fenix held her tail tightly with the soles of his bare feet; knowing that it was Ami’s biggest pet peeve. “I wouldn’t like you when you’re angry?”

“Ahh~!” she squealed. “He’s…” she felt his hand between her legs momentarily; sensually rubbing an area that instantly shot her into an amatory state.

Fenix yucked it up for a while until he realized that Ami had suspended her retaliation. “Wait a sec…” he felt something colder than usual growing in intensity where Ami’s face was buried. “…Hmm.” it took Fenix quite a while to piece together the fact that Ami was using Ice Breath against him. He threw her up as he sprung off of the bed; the ice on his sweater penetrating through to his skin.

Ami, as she was launched into the air, hysterically giggled as she somersaulted as soon as she made contact with the carpet. “What did I tell ya-aaa-a?” she tenderly spoke in a singsong rhythm.

“What the hell, Ami?!” she could comprehend his barely audible vocalization from the bathroom. “Ahh! Get it off!!”

She stifled a giggle and called out to her suffering boyfriend. “That’s what happens, Fenix.” She had attempted her best impersonation of a stereotypical mother. “If you go playing with fire - you’re going to get burned.”

Fenix’s response was delayed. “…what the hell are you talking about?!” Ami could hear him shuffling around in there frantically. “I’ve been frozen, damn it!”

~~

Exhausted from his travels and the debacle upon entering the hotel room, Fenix’s body finally gave out. He lay on the comfy bed with the laptop given to him by the Pokemon Center officials. He looked up convenient routes for their next trip to Oreburgh city. He also tried to find something to watch on the TV while Ami seemed to have other plans. She couldn’t shake that feeling from earlier when Fenix accidentally touched her… there.

“Feni-ii-ix.” in response, he shifted his head over in her direction only to see Ami peeking at him from the edge of the bed. Her paws held herself up as she kept as low as possible, allowing Fenix to only see half of her face. Her ears wagged to and fro as she smiled a devious smile. She presented herself from behind the bed with her tail lifted. “~Hey, Sensei.~” she climbed upon the bed, sustaining that sexy mischievous smile.

“Hehe… Sensei? Why are you calling me that?”

“Well-” she mounted him; pushing the laptop out of the way as she rubbed his chest with her paws as she arched herself forward; their noses coming in contact. Fenix didn’t seem all that interested. More annoyed. “-You are my M-master, right?”

“Well yeah, but…” Fenix remained calm, not fazed by her seductive behavior but more interested in the fact that she sounded a little nervous while doing this. “…We’re not speaking Japanese here, Ami-chan.”

“Hm?.” Ami was dumbfounded. Did he just reject her? He didn’t even seem remotely interested. Definitely a punch in the face to her self-confidence. She decided to go with a different approach and waited until Fenix retreated to the bathroom.

As expected, Fenix took his sweet time and when he emerged… he was greeted with Ami’s gorgeous and curvy silver body lying on his spot of the bed; on her back with her legs spread, exposing her little pussy. He could hear the raspy breaths of slumber escaping her mouth: “Aww…” he pet her. “She’s so cute when she sleeps.” he left her alone and sat on the edge of the bed; continuing his search for a good channel to watch.

Ami patiently waited a short period of time until she became frustrated and pretended to wake up. She whined as she rubbed the imaginary sleepies out of her eyes, “Aww…” she bowed her head in shame. “I was there like that and you didn’t even try to molest me…?”

In surprise, Fenix’s head jerked forward and he began to choke on his own saliva. “Wait, what?” Fenix spit.

“…What?” (;3) she played innocent.

“Why do you have to call it ‘molesting’?!” Fenix laughed. “You make it sound like I’m a rapist or something using those kinds of words!”

“If it’s you, you can be a rapist as long as you only…” she ran her tongue across her lips, turned around; tail facing Fenix, and bent over. “…rape me.”

If Fenix was drinking anything or eating anything at that moment, it would most likely be splattered all over the walls. ”Whoa, whoa!” he pulled her tail down and gently lowered her ass. “No need to make it so violent-sounding, hehe.”

“Violent-sounding…?”

“’Rape me’? It sounds like you want me to abuse you or something.”

“You can do whatever you want, love.” there she was with her games again, smiling that devilishly sexy smile. “I can take it.”

“...” Fenix returned to watching TV, pretending that conversation didn’t just happen.

“Mmm…” Ami whined; defeated. Did she turn him off? Was she being unattractive right now? She figured maybe he was just tired.

Eventually, Fenix went off to the Pokemart to pick up some food and supplies for when they were to travel once again and Ami was left alone with Fenix’s laptop piquing her curiosity. She refused to act upon this curiousness though.

~~

A day had passed and everything went fine. Fenix wasn’t mad but he avoided her sexually for some reason. Why? “Did I… turn him off with my assertive behavior?” she thought. “Or are my colors starting to get to him…” the last time they had sex was the first time; when they confessed their love for each other. Fenix would kiss her afterwards and play around with her, but he never pushed for intercourse.

Perplexing… “I thought men always do that…”

Fenix went out for a jog to diminish his overwhelming energy. Ami, awaiting his imminent return, prepared a couple of drinks for him, made his bed and turned on the TV to the Pokemon Trainer Channel (how generic). She lay in the single bed, resting her entire body on the oversized pillows given to them. Her tail curled around her and under her head, using it as her own personal headrest. Even if it had only been 20 minutes, she was longing to her Fenix again; hoping he returned with his smile once again and feel his warm skin pressed against her freezing fur.

“Calm down…” Ami told herself. “…Fenix loves you, be glad that he’s not a pig pushing for sex every day.” She groaned as her paw slid down her chest towards her legs. She gently rubbed downward; toying with each icy quill of her silver fur until she descended to the lowermost area of her body. Her legs spread farther as she awaited her paw to make contact with her smooth pussy lips. “No!” she ceased. “That’s bad!” she scolded herself. “Bad, Ami!!” she gently slapped her naughty paw.

She groaned… lying down with her hind legs tightly pressing up against each other. “Ugh… I don’t like this feeling… AH~!” it was as if her paws had a mind of their own. They approached her nether region as her legs tensed up. “Mm… stop!!” frenzied, she forced her paws away when she felt a claw begin its descent inside of her.

“Got to calm down…” she observed the hotel room in an attempt to distract herself. “Those are some nice shutters!” she giddily remarked. “-And that is a nice TV!” she then took a notice of the rich mahogany stained nightstand. “Nice-” she cut herself off when her eyes focused on Fenix’s temporary laptop.

Ami found herself staring at it with a burning curiosity as to what she could… “No, no, no!” she averted her eyes. “I can’t believe I’m even thinking about that!!”

She relaxed on the bed and forced her eyes shut.

Before she knew it, she was lost in the realm of her imagination; the one place where nobody judged her for her looks and everybody accepted her for who she was… only because in her own world, she was just like all of the other Glaceons instead of resembling some sort of hell-spawn. She would always see Fenix shirtless in her little fantasies, however, in supplementation, he would always be additionally well-built.

“I love you, Ami.” The illusory Fenix would relentlessly chant. Even in her dreams, every time those words escaped his lips she would relish every millisecond it took. He extended his hand to her as a crowd of other Glaceon expressed their envy conspicuously. Ami looked him in the eyes, then to the crowd… and smiled. Never could she brag about anything in real life but in her dreams? To hell with everything; she basically said “Suckers!!” by childishly sticking her tongue out then lifting her paw to meet with Fenix.

Though, of course, like all fantastic dreams… they must be interrupted at their apex. She heard very forceful knocks on the door. Being abnormally lazy, she called out “Who is it?” and heard Fenix’s muffled voice in response.

“I-uh… forgot my key here.” He admitted; noticeably out-of-breath.

Ami paused for a moment, shook her head, then leaped off the bed. “Oh, Fenix, Fenix, Fenix…” Ami sighed, a smile frozen on her face because his voice sounded pleasant. Finally he was alright.

On the lowermost section of the door, she placed her paw on a little button which conveniently unlocks the door and automatically opens it for 4-legged Pokemon such as herself. As the door opened, it revealed Fenix with his usual happy-go-lucky smile but also exposed another figure. It was an unconscious female Absol in the arms of “her” Fenix.

Ami gave a disapproving glare.

“I found her passed out on Route 203.” Ami was too busy focusing on how this Absol was tranquilly cuddled in “HER” Fenix’s arms. She instinctively felt like clawing this bitch’s eyes out but she had to restrain herself for to not reinforce the assumption of her being some sort of demon. “ Could you get her some water while I lay her down for a rest?”

“Uh… um… yeah, alright.” As Fenix lifted this Absol up, her head found a way to bury itself into Fenix’s chest; feeling so safe and secure in his arms. This nearly drove Ami insane. Her jealousy, however, was concealed and controlled but she felt that she would not be able to disperse that image for a long time.

The words “Oh great… how the hell can I compete with a ‘normal’ Pokemon?” continuously ran circles in her subconscious as Fenix gently placed down this female on their bed.

As far as Absols go in Ami’s judgment, this girl Fenix had brought into their room was definitely alluring which made Ami even more apprehensive. The girl was nearly emaciated while Ami was identical to the normal picture of a Glaceon’s figure. She looked healthy, however, the anorexic-looking Absol may have more of an effect on Fenix. What if he liked skinnier Pokemon? What if he thought that, compared to the Absol, Ami was weighty? Oh, the demeaning thoughts just kept pouring in. She could blame this on Fenix not taking a sexual interest in her recently…

Fenix instantly departed because he wanted to get some extra food for this poor girl. He asked Ami to watch over her until he got back and it was at that moment that the paragon of goodness within her must have awoken and blessed her with the sense of optimism.

“Pfft, no… I have no reason to worry.” She realized how much she trusted Fenix and how great of a guy he was to willingly help this exhausted young, most likely starving, Absol he found on the road.

Ami wanted to get along with this girl but… waking up to such an incongruous Glaceon most likely wouldn’t be the most calming thing imaginable. Then again, Fenix did want her to look after this girl. What should she do?

Sorry Ami, your decision-making skills do not seem to be rapid enough. The girl’s eyes slowly opened which should have initially focused on the crimson eyes of this discolored Glaceon. However, the Absol had no reaction until Ami let out a frantic scream. The Absol immediately fumbled across the bed, completely oblivious as to what was happening. She screamed as well. They both sat there, screaming at each other until Fenix barged into the room in a martial arts pose yelling out “What the hell is going on?!”

The shock forced the Absol back into unconsciousness with her mouth wide open; frozen from all of the excessive screams. Fenix glanced at Ami to which she sheepishly responded. “…sorry.”

~~

After their little impressionable debacle, Ami, mortified, opted to hide in the closet while Fenix tried to coax her to get the heck out. “No, no, no!” she would resist. “This girl doesn’t deserve to wake up to something so scary!”

“Ami…” Fenix left his post; leaning against the closet while slicking back his red hair. “…Come on, you? Scary? I could say safely that you’re wa-a-ay too cute to be scary, hehe, you’re just downright beautiful.”

The little Glaceon always fell prey to Fenix’s adorable obsequious responses. “Aww.” He always found a way to make her feel better no matter how unoriginal his compliments were. It definitely helped due to the extreme lack of confidence she was currently feeling. “Thank you so much, but…”

She was about to ask why Fenix was avoiding her earlier. Why he didn’t fall prey to her seductive behavior but at the last second, she felt as if the way she was planning to question him was a bit bitchy-sounding. It would be like saying… “I’m so beautiful, why didn’t you fall for me? Nobody denies me!!”

Just as she was starting to open the closet door, she heard the girl tossing and turning in her sleep which forced her back to square one; retreating back inside. “Oh, Ami…” Fenix whispered, shaking his head.

A subtle yawn escaped the Absol as she stretched her arms and legs, completely unaware of the fright she had experienced the previous time she woke up. She opened her eyes.

“Oh, hey!” Fenix greeted. “Don’t worry, I’m not a bad person,” Ami couldn’t help but sigh at that line. “I found you on Route 203 and I thought you had passed out or something so I brought you here; I hope I didn’t scare you.”

The girl, honestly, looked high. She had this oblivious gaze as she put a claw to her lips. “Passed out…?” her voice was light and gentle. She slowly rotated her head and stuck her ears out; pounding on the bed a couple of times. “…oh!” she repositioned herself to her knees.

She began to pat herself, then, randomly, began to scream.

“No! No!” Fenix attempted to calm her down. “I swear, I was just trying to help!” Fenix’s feelings of being a hero for scooping up this unconscious girl just died. “Please! Please stop screaming!”

Ami, knowing this situation was only going to get worse, mustered up her courage and barged out of the closet. “Hey!” her astoundingly assertive yet fragile voice shut the girl up. “He-didn’t-do-anything, he-just-saved-you, okay?”

Hearing the voice of a female in the room as well actually made the girl feel 50 times better. “But…” now, her inquiries became conflicted.

“He-told-me-he-saw-you-on-Route-203-unconscious, he-got-you-and-took-you-here.” Ami was fighting the overwhelming instinct to retreat back into the closet. “Instead-of-screaming-at-him… you-should-just-thank-him!” and with that, back into the closet she went.

“Um…” the girl had no idea how to respond to all of this; but something about Ami forced her to trust this story. “…um, I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay, it’s okay!” Fenix responded, still in shock of Ami’s somewhat out-of-character defensive speech. “I’m glad to help!”

“Um… but wait a second,” she scratched her head; keeping her wits up just to be safe in the room of this stranger. No matter what, she was naturally going to be on the defense. “What exactly happened?”

“I found you unconscious out on Route 203,” Fenix answered, keeping his distance as to not invoke the girl. “You were lying on the grass and I wanted to make sure you were alright.” he found himself incapable to desist disreputably glancing at her stoned expression.



“Um,” she stretched, “I didn’t need saving, I was just taking a nap. Though, I’m happy you cared enough to take me here… but, if you thought something was wrong… wouldn’t the Pokemon Center be a more sensible place to go?”

“…but this room is in the Pokemon Center.”

“Yeah, but I’m not with Nurse Joy, am I?”

Fenix’s corpse of a heroic disposition was now being curb stomped. “I’m… sorry.”

The girl sustained a staid look on her face for a few more moments then quickly reverted to a chuckle. “No need to beat yourself up!” even if she was the one doing it. “I’m flattered you went so far to help me, plus, at least you’re not like one of those pervs out there, right? At least… if I knew what they looked like.”

“Huh?” Fenix, after he had started calming down, finally detected an irregularity. The Absol’s irises were pure ivory; completely white. “She’s blind…?”

“Hey, uh,” the Absol started inquiringly. “Who was that girl I heard talking earlier… and why did she hide in the closet?”

“HOLY CRAP!” Fenix felt a cold shiver run down his spine. “How the hell did she know that?” the Absol, as she awaited an answer, glared at the wall next to Fenix’s right with her mouth agape. “Uhm, uh, uhm…” he stuttered. “That was my Pokemon, Ami, and…” he turned to the closet and back at the Absol. “I dunno why she hid in the closet.” He rubbed the back of his head. “Still… I’m really sorry about all of this. I know I sound like a broken record but I’m really, really sorry about-”

“Hehe, stop, it’s okay!” the Absol spanked the pillow with her sharp tail. “Could we just introduce ourselves?” she couldn’t stop snickering at the distress she detected from Fenix’s voice.

“Oh, uhm… right.” Fenix opened the closet which forced Ami to jump back into the corner. He knelt down to his little Glaceon and whispered “She’s blind, Ami.”

“Huh…?” Ami’s eyes lit up. “…really?” she felt a little guilty to be relieved because of this Pokemon’s disability. That’s pretty ironic, considering the fact that Ami felt like “clawing this bitch’s eyes out” earlier. It wouldn’t have really done much.

“…Y’know, I can hear you guys, right?” the Absol expressed irritation as she, once again, larruped the pillow with her tail.

“Oh, my bad!” Fenix stood erect. “My name is Fenix, and I already introduced my lovely little Glaceon, Ami.”

“Wow, so she’s a Glaceon, huh?” she bobbed her head. “Mm-hmm… Mm-hmm… hello, Ami!”

“Um. Hello.” Ami’s voice cracked. She squealed then silenced herself, placing both of her paws over her muzzle as her ears sunk.

“Hmhmhm… and finally, me, right?” she nodded her head as if she was talking to herself. “My name is Carmine.”

~~

Ami found herself quickly becoming accustomed to Carmine which, she admits, was mostly because of her blindness. She loved the fact that Carmine could not judge her because she was oblivious as to what an anomaly looked like. However, there were still traces of selfishness in Ami’s mind. A few weeks ago she had said she wished it could just be her and her trainer only. She honestly did not want anyone hoarding in on the precious time she spent with Fenix.

No matter how comfortable Ami was with Carmine staying, she still wanted her gone… then, inconveniently, Carmine had requested that she stay with them for a while.

“I don’t really have anywhere to go.” She gave no believable performance upon this statement. She sounded content with this supposed fact. “My trainer abandoned me because he eventually gave up. He thought my blindness was a handicap and he thought I wouldn’t be able to win any battles, you see.” She retained that gentle, almost motherly, phonation. “So, uhm… I’m really hoping I’m not being a nuisance or inconvenience… it’s just-”

“We’ll think about it.” Ami interjected sternly, affirming her control over Fenix at that moment.

“Uh…” Carmine blinked twice. “…Okay, then.”

Fenix glared at Ami disapprovingly. “You can stay with us for now though, alright?”

Ami was perturbed at Fenix’s behavior, however, she did not make it conspicuous. Carmine’s tail spanked the carpet as she gave a pleasured sigh. “Thank you so much!” she felt compelled to pounce on Fenix and give him a kiss of gratitude. Why not? It seemed like the best way to show gratitude. Though, blindness could be an obstacle because two seconds later she found herself running into the wall.

She gave a low moan, knowing Fenix and Ami were most likely resisting the overpowering urge to laugh their asses off. “…And now you know why the attack ‘tackle’ and I are incompatible.” She muttered with her head still in contact with the wall.

~~

Ami decided to keep quiet about this entire thing until Carmine went to bed… so for the rest of the day, Fenix was in control. It was one of his lazy days so he would mostly watch TV and play video games. Ami and Carmine joined Fenix in his laziness with no objections.

Carmine, despite her blindness, listened to the TV and enjoyed it just as much as Fenix and Ami did. Though, to be fair, Fenix did get her approval first. To be honest, he had no idea what blind people did for fun and, once again, to be honest, Carmine knew he didn’t. She told him that she recognized the majority of sound effects used in videos and probably could picture everything as if it was some sort of audio book.

They began to watch a rather peculiar horror movie as soon as Fenix concealed the daylight with the shutters. It was called: “Kanto Chainsaw Massacre” which Ami opposed. “Wh-why the hell do we need to watch it in the dark?!”

“Well, Ami,” he playfully flicked her forehead then reveled in Ami’s adorable pout. “It’s scarier that way.”

“B-b-but why does it have to be scarier?!” she forced her body further and further away from the TV from her side on the bed next to Fenix while Carmine relaxed on the opposing side all by her lonesome. Ami turned to her.

“Hehe, sorry Ami, I’m up for a horror movie right now.” Carmine said.

Ami covered her face with her paws. “Damn it!!!” she said under her breath.

“Haha, hey Carmine!” Fenix tapped the pillow she rested upon. “I hope you don’t mind me asking, but… what’s a horror movie like to you? Sorry, I’m pretty curious, actually.”

“Oh, well, heh.” She blushed. “Why are you so interested?”

“I dunno,” Fenix giggled sheepishly. “I just think it’s really amazing that you learned how to watch movies even if you can’t… y’know… watch them.”

“Mmm… amazing? Thank you!” She focused in his direction, trying to make eye contact, but Fenix saw that she may have thought he was just a bit taller because she was staring above his head. “I’ve been blind for as long as I can remember… so a movie, to me, is just a big old audio thingie. Hehe… sorry, I’m at a loss for words… uh… uhm… it’s like a… uh… crap, hehe.” She closed her eyes as she pondered. “Basically it’s just me listening to the actions and determining what they’re doing. Think of it as reading a book, except take out all of the words that paint a picture of the environment and replace it with sound effects and voice acting. I like to call it ‘advanced listening’ and it’s a lot more fun cuz I have to really keep up with it.”

“It’s a lot more fun cuz I have to really keep up with it.” Ami silently taunted. The fact that Fenix was so interested bugged her.

Fenix couldn’t even imagine doing that. Carmine was amazing as she showed that she could be adept at doing certain things that most people perceive a blind person could do. Sure, people know blind people have a better sense of hearing… but fully enjoying something on the television? Awesome. “That’s… freaking amazing!”

Ami, instantly, became even more jealous. That feeling of comfort around Carmine quickly turned into this war. Ami instantly felt like she was obligated to defend her territory from being captured; with territory being Fenix. This feeling was at its early stages, but for now, she kept quiet.

Carmine’s blush intensity increased to the point where her entire face was nearly crimson. “Tha-a-ank you!” she shuffled around. “I hope you don’t mind me asking, but… what’s a horror movie like to you? Sorry, I’m pretty curious, actually.” She jokingly imitated Fenix word for word.

Fenix played along. “Oh, well, heh… Why are you so interested?” Ami felt like puking at this disgusting behavior.

“I dunno,” Carmine replicated Fenix’s dorky sheepish giggle which Ami found offensive. She took it as an insult instead of impersonation humor. “I just think it’s really amazing that you learned how to watch movies even if you can see!”

“Oh, wow!” Fenix pouted. “You calling me stupid?”

“Mm? Aw, oh no, I’m so sorry!” she expressed an admission of guilt instantly. “No, no! I’m not, I didn’t mean to make it sound that way!”

“Well, you did.” Ami said, her face resting on the blanket facing the TV.

A moment of awkward silence befell them until… “Doesn’t matter either way.” Fenix chuckled. “I know I’m impotent anyways!”

Carmine was convulsed with silent laughter, by which, she was forced to hide underneath her pillow.

“Wait…” he thought about it for a second. “I mean omnipotent! I’m omnipotent, damn it!”

“Hehe… su-uu-ure.” Carmine sarcastically stated.

Hey-y… he’s not impotent, okay?” Ami defended.

Carmine, stricken, kept quiet for a while until a devious smile befell her. “I’m assuming you’ve been closely acquainted with your master?”

Ami became flustered in an instant. “W-what?!”

“Well, I think that would be one way to know for sure if he’s impotent, huh, Ami?”

Fenix blushed. “Ah! This shall not be tolerated!!” he pressed ‘Title Screen’ on his remote control, activating the DVD of the horror movie which immediately cut the main menu where the volume was turned on to its maximum. The main menu, just as it started, displayed a male human looming over a Breloom as he revved his chainsaw which resulted in the Pokemon’s bloodcurdling scream.

This sent Ami flying into the air, screaming her tail off which Carmine instinctively fled and, once again, ran straight into the wall. Everybody was silent for a few moments as Fenix awaited, in anticipation, the response.

“That was a low blow.” Carmine murmured.

As night came… Ami could not muster the courage to confess her disapproval of Carmine staying. She realized, when it came down to it, she did not want Fenix to be annoyed by her jealously. He may have been annoyed with her already… she didn’t want any more of that piled on her. At least she took a little bit of comfort thinking that the choice of words given earlier cemented Carmine’s knowledge of Fenix and Ami’s relationship.

She hoped, however, that that would be enough to get her to back off.

~~

5 days had passed and Ami’s wish had not come true. Carmine became more and more flirtatious toward Fenix; trying to treat him special and express her gratitude with kind words.

However, what really ate away at Ami was what was just about to occur. She had woken up to nothing. Nobody was beside her; not Fenix nor Carmine. All that remained was a note stating that Fenix and Carmine had gone out. “That inconsiderate…” she referred to both of them: Fenix for not being observant enough to realize her turmoil and Carmine for seemingly attempting to steal Fenix’s heart.

Like it or not, even with Carmine’s milky colored eyes, she was still leagues more “normal” than Ami. She could imagine it… Fenix strolling around with the Absol at his side; blending in with the background instead of sticking out like a sore thumb with a discolored Glaceon.

Ami lay in wait, disgusted by this whole situation. The TV was switched off, the windows were locked and the shutters were shut. Ami lay in darkness as she awaited her loved one to return with that… Absol. Then, once again, Fenix’s temporary laptop called to her. She gawked at the laptop lustfully. What secrets lie within the internet yet to be discovered?

She gave in to her curiosity in a flash and logged in.

~~

As soon as Fenix and Carmine returned, Ami put on the most phony delighted face imaginable.

Fenix unlocked the door in the middle of a joke: “What do you get when you cross the internet and a nerd?”

“Uh… hehe… what?” Carmine gave in; fully engrossed by Fenix’s jest.

“I don’t know, but all I know is…” he paused with a little snicker. “The keyboard is a lot stickier than it used to be!” Fenix erupted into laughter; barely even able to stand as he flung himself around the cramped room.

“Oh, Fenix!” Carmine could feel her face heat up. “That’s just naughty… hehe.” Ami, even with that pleasant but fake smile she carried at the moment, had to resist the overpowering urge to completely destroy everything in the room. Fenix looked like he had a great time with Carmine… an even greater time with her than he would with Ami. She assumed it was because it was so difficult to get Ami to go out and do anything due to her appearance.

Her conflicting emotions were scarcely being concealed by her blissful expression. She forced out the words: “How’d it go?”

“Hmm? Oh, Ami, it was pretty fun!” Fenix pet her. “Thanks for asking!”

“A pet…?” she thought. “That’s what I get…?” she looked him in the eye, smiled, and responded: “No problem!”

~~

Ami’s disgust became more prevalent over time. She knew it was selfishness but she finally accepted it. She felt as if she deserved to be with Fenix alone. He was her outlet for all of her frustrations in the world; he was her everything. She felt as if he was the reason her happiness is still alive and now some other girl is sharing this with her? No way. Nevertheless, she stayed quiet while Fenix and Carmine almost instantaneously became friends.

Her blindness fascinated him and he would repetitively query about how blindness is while she’ll respond with her own questions on how seeing is. “So, uhm…” Fenix rubbed his head. “How do you dream?”

“Interesting question, but, how do you dream?” honestly, she did not mind the constant onslaught of questions. It actually flattered her to know how interesting she was to him.

“Uh… hehe… I dunno how to answer the question when talking to someone who can’t see.” Fenix looked up at the ceiling with his mouth agape. “I… guess I could say that it’s just a combination of random things that my brain was thinking about or… something?”

“Then that’s how I dream too!” Carmine chuckled as she stared off in a random direction; not even looking in Fenix’s general direction as she spoke to him. “...Minus any images. I have auditory dreams, you see.”

“Minus any images…” Ami mocked under her breath as she lay near the air conditioner; her tail gracefully dancing with the chilly air’s motion.

One odd thing they both noticed was that she would sleep in the bathroom no matter what. Also, she loved to have the light on in there. It was strange that a blind and dark Pokemon would even consider sleeping in light or even wandering around in daylight but who was Fenix to judge?

Later on, Fenix went out to buy a game while Ami and Carmine were left alone to finish their sizeable bowls of sweet Poffins. Ami avoided starting any conversations with the Absol as she, by this point, was very irritated at her intrusion on hers and Fenix’s free time.

However, the silence lasted a short while. “So, how do you think of Fenix?” Carmine asked, her voice suppressed by Poffins. “He seems-”

“Why do you want to know?” Ami responded nastily as she stood upright in outrage. “Why would you want to know something so personal, huh?!”

“Oh, I’m sorry, did I strike a nerve?” Carmine attempted to appease the Glaceon. “I didn’t mean to-”

“Yeah, yeah.” Ami cut her off; finishing the last of her Poffins then hastily annexing the bed for herself. “Whatever.”

Carmine took a moment to answer. She was stunned. “Did I say something wrong?”

“It doesn’t matter.”

“Yes. It does. I don’t want you to be mad at me.” Carmine elevated her front paws to the bed, only to be shot down by Ami.

“Don’t get on.” She firmly ordered.

“Uh… okay, okay.” She lowered herself; tapping the carpet a few times with her tail. “No problem.”

A tense and awkward silence came between them as Ami shut her eyes, however, staying fully alert. Completely frozen, Carmine’s mind scattered for details of her visit. What did she do wrong? Why is Ami so pissed?

She couldn’t help but remember what Ami was like when she first met her just a few days ago: Shy and gentle. What exactly happened between that time that instantly transformed her into this?

Suddenly, Ami spoke.

“What makes you think that it’s alright what you’re doing?”

“Excuse me?”

“You know what I mean.” Ami growled. “You trying to steal him from me now?” her blunt approach was out of character to say the least.

“Steal him? Fenix?!” Carmine retaliated. “Of course not! I-”

“Even if you knew that we are a couple? That we love each other?”

“Huh?!” Carmine did not know what to say. “He… you… huh?!”

“Don’t play stupid.” Ami sighed. “You knew right from the beginning when you were making fun of him for his poor word choice.”

“Wait, you mean the impotence thing?” Carmine could not forget something so funny. “You mean when I assumed… you… uh…” her face must have reached 150 degrees at that moment. “Whoa.”

“Yeah, we had sex.” Ami bluntly said. “It was amazing… and you know what?” she stood up. “I love him. I’m not going to stand around any longer while you try to steal him from me. I’m taking my stand right now and telling you myself to get the fuck out!”

Her bravery reached its apex when Fenix was missing. She knew after this much time she would not be capable of suppressing her jealousy and rage any longer.

Carmine, at a loss for words, could not even defend herself anymore. However, when faced with this hopeless situation, she had one more card hidden up her non-existent sleeve. A secret that she knew Ami wanted to keep and a secret she wanted to keep as well. She had to redeem herself, but, how long she could keep a humble face… she did not know.

“Ami, let me tell you something right now.” She gulped. “I never had any intentions of stealing Fenix from you.”

“Oh, don’t give me that bullshit!” Ami, at this point, didn’t even know what she was saying. “You know you-”

“No!” Carmine interrupted; her head bowed as she avoided eye contact. “I did not! You want to know why I acted so nice? Huh?”

“Why’s that…?”

“Normally, a person is nice to the man who decided to take them in and care for them!”

This… made sense. Ami felt her insensible anger cooling down slightly.

Carmine kept her emotions in check. “I was nice to him because I was grateful. I never had any intentions of making him my mate.”

“How can I be so sure of that? Huh?!”

“You really want to know?”

“Yeah!” Ami yelled. “How am I supposed to trust you with the way you’ve been acting?!”

“I’m a lesbian!”

A breeze entered through the open window.

Ami could not respond.

“Yeah, that’s right, and another thing, Ami…” she turned around. “I know you’re an anomaly!”

“Anomaly… what? How did you…”

“I thought we had just a bit of a connection between us. To tell the truth, I was more interested in you sexually than Fenix!”

“Oh my…” Ami blushed.

“ Plus, I also felt a connection because… I’m an anomaly too!” she turned around and attempted to exit right there with those last words, however, she instead bumped into the wall again. She turned around, her forehead red: “There, now I’m out of your hair.” This time, she exited properly.

~~

Ami kept quiet about the incident, however, when Fenix confronted her about what had happened to Carmine, she responded “I don’t know. She said something about her trainer calling her back to him so she left.” Fenix, as gullible as he was, of course bought it.

Ami uneasily slept that night; only thinking about where Carmine is now out there… blind and defenseless. Though, shamefully, what Ami was more worried about was what kind of Anomaly she was. The implication of another Anomaly piqued her interest much more than Carmine’s homelessness.

“I wonder what kind she is…” Ami thought; wondering if she’d ever see Carmine again. “…Hehe.” No matter how guilty she may feel about kicking a blind Absol out, she felt despicably overjoyed knowing that it was just her and Fenix again. Though… still… there was still the problem with him avoiding her sexually. That was never resolved…

~~

Fenix woke up in the middle of the night. The bathroom urges were just too much for him. When he emerged with that sweet feeling of relief he noticed that his temporary laptop was turned on. “Didn’t I turn that off…?” he questioned himself. As he approached the laptop; Ami shifted in her sleep from beneath the air conditioner. Fenix paused, being silent so he wouldn’t wake her up.

He tapped the mouse and the screen lit up to the desktop with the plain black wallpaper. He was perplexed, asking himself why the laptop was on and why, if he forgot to turn it off, wasn’t it on the website he last visited which was “MapMission.com”. He opened his internet browser and scrolled towards “History” to go back to his previous website.

However… what he saw blew him away. “No way…” he was stricken by the near-endless links to “AGNPH.com/gallery”. He decided to do Ami a favor and clear the history for her so he wouldn’t have to confront her about… watching porn.

“Ugh, what do I do in a situation like this…?” Fenix muttered. Should he pretend he didn’t see it? Or should he confront her about it? Plus, now that he thinks about it… he didn’t even really know how old Ami was.

She was like a child curious about sex and decided to use her father’s computer to look up the answers she needed.

“Rape me…” those words rushed through his mind.

“Oh man!” he forced himself to keep his overdramatic reactions to a minimum to keep from waking up the little porn searcher over there. “Have I been a cradle-robber this entire time?!” he couldn’t help but imagine Ami with a binkey winking at him while slowly pulling down her diapers. “Son of a bitch!” he screamed which sent the startled Ami flying into the air.

“What?! What?! What happened?!” she shrieked.

“I rammed my toe against the bed!” Fenix lied, feeling obligated by his response to start jumping around with his foot in his grip.

Fenix found himself with his bare foot facing Ami while she blew a cool breeze upon his imaginary injury. “Hehe… thanks, Ami.” He shakily said; still in shock.

“No problem…” she lowered her head closer and closer towards his big toe, the feeling of that freezing air concentrated on that one spot was nearly too much for Fenix to handle.

“Hehe… I love you, Ami.” He said, gently caressing her forehead.

“…Fenix…” her eyes became moist.

“Wait, what the-”

Ami, incapable of controlling herself any longer, burst into tears; bawling her eyes out while letting out an agonized cry. “Why-y-y?!”

Fenix forced Ami into an embrace, “Shh-shh…” he coaxed her to calm down as she let out an otherwise earsplitting scream muffled into his chest. “Oh my God…” he thought to himself. “Is it bad that all I can think about is how she’s crying like a cub…?”

She let out all of her frustrations with that prolonged bellowing, then, as she sit there sniffling against Fenix’s pajamas she finally divulged. “Why were you doing that to me…?”

“Doing what, Ami?”

“Avoiding me… treating Carmine better than me…”

“What? I never avoided you… but…” he sighed. “…I’m just not one for basing a relationship only on sex, you know?”

“Huh?”

“Like… I love you for who you are,” he smiled.

“But… I thought guys…”

“Ami, I love you for who you are, not for your body.”

She felt the incoming urge to cry again.

“No, no, no! Shh-shh! Please don’t cry.”

“I’m just so happy…”

“Why?”

“Because I thought you weren’t interested in me anymore…”

“Oh, pfft. You are the sexiest girl in the world, you don’t need to worry about interesting me. I’m already interested… but I’m just saying you don’t have to feel obligated to offer yourself to keep me happy.”

Ami felt the weight of 20 skyscrapers lifted off of her shoulders. Fenix still loved her. She couldn’t even believe she was in denial in the first place: “I’m sorry…”

Fenix exhaled. “And… I wasn’t really treating Carmine better than you. I don’t love her, do I? I only treated her like a guest and I felt bad because she was abandoned and blind, but I’m happy her trainer came back for her.”

“Haha… yeah…” Ami uncomfortably replied.

“I love you, Ami, okay?” he embraced her once again. “Everything cool, now?”

Ami remained silent.

“Everything cool?” Fenix repeated.

“No…”

“Huh?”

“Now it is.”

Before Fenix knew it, she had used Ice Breath on him once again. “Fu-uuuu-!!” he made a run for the bathroom with ice attaching his skin to his clothes while Ami hysterically laughed at his expense.

~~

(Okay, just like last time, I’ll add a little something for the readers as an apology for taking soooo long to update. Don’t keep this story too much in continuity with the main story though, it’s just there for an extra laugh)

“Geez… when’s he going to get up?” Ami murmured as she would periodically lick his fingers. She sighed; impatient for him to wake up. She didn’t want to be rude and force him to wake up though. (Yeah, she worries about being rude even if she froze him with Ice Breath two times)

Fenix lay sprawled on his bed, his hand on his forehead with no shirt and his blue jeans on. “That can’t be comfortable.” Ami remarked as she contemplated on taking off his lower apparel, however, what if he woke up while she was doing that? She could just imagine the awkwardness: “I’m sorry, Fenix! I was just taking them off so you’d be more comfortable!” Yeah, that wouldn’t be weird at all. *Sarcasm*

She patiently waited by his side with nothing else to do. It’s not like she could watch TV, it was too loud. In spite of this, she noticed a protuberance in Fenix’s jeans. Morning wood. “Oh, my!” interested, she closed in on the point of elevation and… “Wait, what the hell am I doing?!” she backed up.

It was just so alluring… how could she resist? “That right there would be considered rape…” she shakily exhaled. “…Don’t be weird, Ami.” She forcefully averted her eyes from the sizeable bulge and… “Oh, I’m sure it wouldn’t hurt if I only-”

She converged on the bulge with a yearn to feel Fenix wrapped around her body as he handled her hips; entering between her legs and- “Oh~” she moaned as her teeth grabbed hold of his zipper grip.

~Knock-Knock

“Bwaah!!” startled, Ami vaulted into the air. She landed on the carpet thankfully as opposed to the nightstand right next to her. She called to the visitor from behind the door. “Hello?”

“Yeah, I have a package for a Mr. Fenix, would he be here?”

“He’s asleep!” Ami checked to see if that was still true. “Would you mind leaving the package here or does he need to sign it?”

“Oh no, he doesn’t have to sign it.” Ami could hear her place the box down. “Sorry if I woke him up!”

Ami waited a good 5 minutes until she stealthily opened the door and retrieved the package. “Oh well, when he wakes up I’ll tell him about it.” She placed it near the bathroom entrance and returned to her sleeping lover.

As she stared at his zipper grip erect from her handling of it (as well as another erect object). “I can’t believe I was about to-” she closed in on the bulge once again. “Oh, who am I kidding?”

She placed her paws around his thighs; controlling his pants while she tugged them open which revealed his black boxers. “Hehehe…” she ran her tongue up the button of his boxers, then grabbed hold of them with her fangs, undoing them and finally exposing…

~Knock-Knock

“Gah!!” startled, but not as intensely as last time, she controlled herself from performing the leap of faith and just rushed towards the door to stop the incessant knocking. “Hello?!” her irritation was clear.

There was a muffled response from behind the door of a young female human. “Hello, I’m here with the TAO or the Trainer Appreciation Organization here to show our gratitude for taking a Pokemon on your journey and showing your love and support for the little creature. As a token of our gratitude we-”

“Yeah, my trainer’s asleep right now so if you’d kindly just leave the thingie at the door,” she sighed. “That’d be gre-eee-at.”

“Oh, well of course, ma’am.” Ami could hear her place something wrapped in plastic. “Tell your trainer to have a nice day!”

“Yeah, yeah, you too!” she unenthusiastically responded. Once again, she waited 5 minutes to open the door and retrieve the gift. “Wow.” This was just stupid. They sent him a toothbrush and toothpaste. “Oh yes, AOP, you guys totally are amazing.” Back to Fenix she went; peeking at him from the edge of the bed to make sure he was still fast in slumber-land.

She found herself staring at his black boxers, unbuttoned and just waited to be opened. She ran her tongue across the flap to show, in all of its glory, Fenix’s cock. She desperately resisted the urge to squeal as she found herself unable to control her movement. She zeroed in on his erect dick; her mouth widening to match the size of this beast. Her tongue protruded beyond her lower lip; awaiting the sweet taste of his prick. “Sorry, Fenix…” her cold breath intensified the closer she came. “I can’t control myself.”

Just as her tongue made slight contact with the tip, she had this feeling as if she were being watched. Slowly and cautiously she turned around, fearing that her suspicions were true just to discover that the window shutters were open and that a cleaning man, outside, had been watching her with a trickle of blood seeping from his left nostril.

Ami felt like she could just faint from humiliation. She fell mute and froze before the window cleaner who, when he realized she had spotted him, elevated his suspended scaffold out of sight. Ami stood frozen, pale. with a blank expression. She whined. “Oh my God… that was just-”

“Ami?” Fenix groaned as he stretched which, to his surprise, resulted in Ami screaming at the top of her lungs and dashing into the bathroom; locking the door behind her. “Ami? What’s wr-” as he started to get up, he felt a breeze in his crotch area. Upon closer inspection, he realized that his zipper had been undone and his rod showing. “Whoa!” he quickly zipped his pants. “Wha-aa-at… the-e-e… he-eee-ell?”

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