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Awakening	By : Demonic_Host Category: Pokemon > General Views: 19514 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 6
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A/N: For those who are uncomfortable with sexual situations, this is my warning. I will not do a lemon right now but this will be a lime.
Heartfelt Interference
Chapter Thirteen
Age 16

There was a warmth on your skin that was unmistakably from the sun. Even though your eyes were closed, there was a warm glow just waiting for you to open and greet the day. As you shifted over to your other side to bury your face into the sleek fabric which covered a firm chest you finally decided to open your eyes. But only very slowly. This languid activity gave the person in front of you the time to slip a blindfold over your head, masking who they were.
Gingerly your fingers reached up to your face to feel at the mask. Despite the fact that they had blindfolded you, you felt no sense of urgency to see who it was. Deep inside you knew they were there the whole time. It was why you had turned towards them - seeking their comfort. So the sense of panic which might have arisen in someone in a situation like this was absent. Instead you were merely curious. Your fingers traced the fine stitching of the mareep-soft item. As you took your time investigating the piece of your eyes you felt their hands snake around you.
A smile touched your lips in the place where a blush should have been. You knew without ever being told that the two of you were alone. It was better that way, way more peaceful. And you trusted the man who held you so lovingly beyond the scope of words. As his lips brushed along your nose, you reached one of your exploring hands to twist into his hair. His hair was like fine silk between your fingers, not at all oily and so it kept a volume all it's own. With a grip on his head you took the initiative to kiss at his jaw.
Slowly you trailed down his throat, feeling with your lips what you could not see with your eyes. You could feel the ripple of the chest muscle as it pulled against the solar plexus. You could feel his hands undoing the buttons of his shirt before you got there. And you could feel as he shifted onto his back. You pushed yourself above him and rocked back into his propped up legs rather teasingly without ever having taken your blindfold off.
You could feel the strength in his hands when they went to your hips. You placed yours on the ground right behind you, arching your body so that the friction gave your body a pleasant hum. His hands held your hips tight as his body tightened up; you smiled knowing that the man under you was reacting solely towards you in such a way. There was no questions or insecurities with him, not here. He moved his hands lower and lower until he was unbuttoning his pants. His knuckles brushed up against you with every rock of your hips, your skirt doing little else than covering down to your thighs as it bunched up around the two of you.
As you felt his hands move away from his pants there was a new sensation to replace his knuckles. And despite the fact that his hands stilled your hips, stopping you from experiencing it completely, you knew what was about to happen. It was the oldest dance known to man and you were finally going to know what it felt like.
A pain in your hand forced you to turn over, or at least try to. Apparently your body brain had woken up a hair's second away from fully connecting with the rest of your body. Achingly you wished you could fall back to sleep. The tight coil in your stomach urging you for a sensation you had never actually felt before, a sensation that the dreams only offered you in muted tones. But it was those dulled tones that still held your attention and your longing. You wanted to know what it would feel like. Which was why each night you'd wake up without seeing that dream through you knew it was going to be a hard morning.
Frustratedly you stared at the wall of your tent. The temptation to reach down and experiment for yourself weighed heavily on your chest just like any other curious teenager. You balled your fist and let out a deep breath. You knew that Flareon was inside of his pokeball, safely tucked in the bag beside your head. He wouldn't be the one to stop you. It was Nox wh-- Where was Nox again?
You found him hovering over your legs, his nose tilted down. Concerned you turned completely onto your back and lifted your upper body up with your elbows. He looked at you with sharp, yet confused red eyes.
"Another dream?"
Oh if only he knew.
At an attempt at self humor you smiled and shrugged. It wasn't like you could help where your mind took you when you slept. Nor could you help what it conjured up for you to dream about. What you could help was the explanation you gave towards your ever vigilant night time watcher. You had decided that the best answers had been no answers at this point. As you started to get up so you could start the whole morning routine while you were camping the look that Nox gave you made you reconsider. Without warning you felt his nose pressed between the tangled up blankets and straight to the apex of your thighs. Which was already sensitive from the less than innocent dream you'd been having.
"Nox!" you practically yelled out, only just being able to reign in the volume at the last moment.
See, this was the moment when your body decided to remind you that touch felt very good. It was also the moment that you felt your face heat up as you tried to scoot away. Sadly you were like a caterpie caught in it's own string shot with your thin blanket.
"The dream makes you smell different from here."
His words were blunt and there was a hint of innocence to them. Thankfully as ignorant as you were to how pokemon actually mated (for all you knew they exchanged dna through the mouth), Nox was just as ignorant if not more so about how humans mated. Which meant that his observation was just that. Still, him pressing in with his nose to emphasis his point really wasn't helping matters.
"It's a human thing," you tried to explain.
Nox drew his head back to rest his cheek against your knee. Which you'd managed to get up to help scoot yourself away from him if he didn't back away first.
"Explain."
You blanched as you looked to him. "No!"
You couldn't even fabricate a good reason as to why you instantly said 'no'. It was just the first word that bubbled up from your shocked system.
"You have to go pee at some point. I'm not letting you out until I know what's wrong with you."
The fact that he was concerned should have been sweet. It really should have. But right now all you could feel was embarrassed. And as that started to override the thrill of the dream...you really did have to go pee. Damn Nox knew you far too well.
"There's nothing wrong with me," you told him in a raspy yet heated tone.
"Then tell me what's happening!"
"It's...it's," oh god admitting anything out of the dream to Nox just felt wrong. So you settled on the least embarrassing thing about it. "It's because I dreamed of kissing."
He seemed to hold very still. Suddenly fear raced through your heart. This was like Rorsh all over again. You weren't sure what you'd do if Nox ran away from you too. As the second ticked by you watched him with a racing heart and staggered breath.
"Are you getting ready to have an egg?"
That question threw you completely off track. "What?"
The voice, or what you had kind of understood as a voice deepened into something angry and twisted. "With who?"
All you could do was repeat your question: "What?"
"Who are you planning on mating with? Max?" At this point he was practically grinding his teeth. You could hear it in his 'voice' as well as see it as he hovered over you.
"I'm not planning on mating with anyone," you said defensively.
"Then why are you getting ready to have an egg?" Nox tossed back at you passionately.
"I'm not!" you told him with the same amount of passion.
"You said kissing leads to children. You dreamed of kissing."
"That's not how humans work," you told him with a rather perturbed glare.
Nox finally pulled back away from you. He sat down at the front of the tent with the most serious look in his eyes. There was still anger there and an accusation but at the very least he wasn't hovering over you. So in the brief interlude you pulled your legs and and sat up completely, tucking your blanket under your chest for comfort.
"How do you work?"
"Nox, I...why?"
"In a partnership it's supposed to go both ways. If you're learning about pokemon why can't I learn about humans?"
HAH! You found your out. Although the squirming of embarrassment deep in your stomach not to mention the hints of shame that crept up from an intelligent being having caught you after that type of dream. At the very least you could thank all that was good that it wasn't your parents with you in the tent. Then again your parents didn't have Nox' nose so they probably never would have known.
"Dreaming about kissing doesn't mean that I'm prepping to have an egg or to mate. It just happens. And we don't learn about pokemon mating. Only about the eggs. No human I know of knows about the actual egg creation. So we're still even."
With that you felt and saw Nox go very quiet. He continued to sit on his legs for a moment before moving over to the side. It was like he had decided that your answer was satisfying enough to return the two of you to status quo.
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