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Chapter 5






Ferroco, Kinsho © RedFox09
Xanthe, Alex, Allucard, Searcium © Hot-Gothics
Cacturne, Roserade, Trapinch, Combusken, Maxie, Archie, Steven, Officer Jenny © Nintendo", "writing": "The Roserade sighed, slapping himself mentally yet again. This was the third time since he'd parted with Ferroco that he'd wandered over to their meeting spot. The Cacturne wasn't ever there and after how he ran away the younger couldn't ask for him to come back. He shrugged, laying down in the grass and curling on his side. If the other Grass-type hadn't been here the last few times he wandered through then he wasn't coming back. It was safe for him to lie here... right?\n\nXanthe imagined Ferroco next to him and soon fell asleep, sleeping in a daze.\n\nAfter a few hours of walking, Ferroco finally reached the corner at the foot of the volcano. This was it. If Xanthe wasn't here this time, it was over. He stowed his scarf and bandana away under his regular hat, deciding it'd be easier for Xanthe to see him that way. He took a deep breath, hesitated only a split moment, and turned the corner.\n\n\"...Ferroco...\" The sleeping Roserade murmured, curling up just a few feet away and smiling softly. \"...Tu revenais... Je suis tres heureux...\"\n\n\"… Si…\"Ferroco lay on his side behind the Roserade and pulled him in closer, arms wrapping around him.\"Yo tambien…\"\n\nXanthe stirred then, blinking the sleep out of his eyes. His arms folding over the ones covering his middle and he gasped, realizing someone was holding onto him, and looked down at the arms. A blush spread over him at recognizing who it was and he looked over his shoulder.\n\n\"F-Ferroco? Wha-When...why are you here???\" he stuttered.\n\n\"Did you know you talk in your sleep~?\" he completely ignored Xanthe's question, snickering. Why was he so fun to mess with like this?\n\nThe younger blinked. \"I-I do...?\"\n\n\"Si…\" Ferroco's voice dropped to a mere rumble more than a whisper. \"You seemed to be having some very interesting dreams about me, too~\"\n\nXanthe blushed, turning his head forward. \"Umm... what did I say?\" he asked, almost scared of the answer. He didn't remember anything from his dream...\n\n\"For your own sake, I probably shouldn't tell you… kekeke,\" the Cacturne snickered again. Hey, this lie was funny. That made it okay.\n\nHis face matched how scarlet his eyes were as he stared down at the grass. He panicked inwardly, worrying that he'd moaned out the other's name or something. But he wasn't hard or wet down there at all... so that most likely wasn't the case. But it still bothered him what he had said in his sleep. He looked over his shoulder at the Spaniard, begging.\n\n\"... Tell me what I said. S'il vous plait, Ferroco...\"\n\n\"Adios mio… If only you weren't so cute…\" the cactus muttered. \"Okay, it really wasn't anything bad. I think you just dreamt that I came back here and you were happy about it. ¿Ironico, si?\"\n\n\"C'est... so cruel...!\" He pouted. Was he really dreaming that...? How corny... He pulled on the arms around him, wanting to shift.\n\n\"Bien, what else do you expect from a Dark-type, let alone a Dark-type who wears an eye patch?\" He hugged Xanthe a little tighter. \"Haven't you heard the stereotypes?\n\nThe smaller blinked, having not heard any typecasting things about eye patches or Dark-type Pokémon. \"What stereotypes?\"\n\n\"Ohh, you know… The rumors about how mean and sick and twisted Dark-types are? Aparentemente, we're also very violent, aggressive, untrustworthy, and we have a very cruel sense of humor, if any at all,\" Ferroco sarcastically listed off some of the gossip he'd heard from humans passing through the desert.\n\n\"Oh, and we're all masochists, too.\"\n\n\"Check off the cruel sense of humor...\" He muttered flippantly, sticking his tongue out at Ferroco over his shoulder. He almost wanted to ask about the masochism, but chose not to. Better to not provoke any odd sexual fantasies...\n\n\"Bien, bien, you got me on that one,\" he admitted. \"Pero, it's not my fault you're so fun to mess with~\"\n\nXanthe sighed, rolling his eyes and looking forward again. He'd heard that plenty of times from Searcium. The stupid Trapinch loved to tease him all the time. He closed his eyes, relaxing into Ferroco's hold. So comfortable... how had he gone a whole week without it?\n\n\"So, uh… What are we going to do about this? Splitting up didn't work…\" Ferroco hated to bring this up while Xanthe was so comfortable, but it had to be discussed.\n\n\"Heh... Obviously...\" The Roserade murmured. He looked over his shoulder at the other yet again. \"Could you let go of me for a minute?\"\n\nThe taller did so wordlessly and sat up straight. Xanthe sat up as well, keeping his back to Ferroco as he unbuttoned the Team Magma hood and cape at his shoulder, letting it fall to the ground. He then half-turned to the Cacturne, pulling off his arm warmers.\n\n\"If we can manage it, and not get caught, then it's possible...\" he began, lifting his leg so he could take off the leg warmer on it, \"...for us to stay like we were before...\"\n\nHe took the other leg warmer off, setting it in the newly formed pile of clothes next to him. His hands went to his belts and undid the buckles, setting them to the side as well before he turned completely to the other Pokémon and sat on his knees in front of him.\n\n\"So,\" he whispered, \"can we just forget about Aqua and Magma when we're together?\"\n\nFerroco did his best to ignore the idea that Xanthe was basically stripping right in front of him and nodded. \"I'm willing to look past it if you are.\"\n\nThe Roserade nodded speedily, wrapping his arms around the other's neck and kissing him. He returned it, putting his arms around the other Grass-type's waist.\n\n\"I missed you this last week...\" A blush turned up in his cheeks as he admitted that, scooting forward so that they were flush against each other.\n\n\"Yo también.\" Ferroco's hand snuck its way under Xanthe's cape as he spoke. \"I missed you a lot.\"\n\nHis blush just darkened at hearing that and he pressed his lips to the Dark-type's once again. The latter eagerly returned it for a moment before shoving Xanthe onto his back without warning, pinning him down. The younger gasped, hands falling to either side of his head on the ground as he stared up at Ferroco with wide eyes.\n\n\"Q'uest-ce...?\"\n\nThe Cacturne's lips twisted into a smirk. He leaned down to the smaller plant and claimed his lips once more, albeit a little more forcefully this time.\n\n\"Mmmph...\" Xanthe moaned from the force, leaving his hands by his head for the moment as the larger male kissed him. One of Ferroco's hands went to Xanthe's chest to firmly rub at it as their kissing went on. A soft moan escaped the younger, the noise disappearing in their kiss. He placed his hand on Ferroco's chest, sliding it up to cup his jaw. The elder’s unoccupied hand made its way back under Xanthe's cape, tracing his spine. He sucked in a breath from the shiver that followed, arching his back into the hand on his chest.\n\nFerroco's mouth was removed from Xanthe's and made its way down to his neck, leaving a trail of kisses in its wake. The latter stretched his neck to the side, breathing shallowly. His hand that was on the other's jaw fell beside his head once again. The Cacturne's mouth then went to the younger's chest, replacing his hand. Xanthe threw his head back with a breathy moan.\n\nFerroco took advantage of his open mouth and covered it with his own, moving both hands to his hips. The smaller moved his lips with the Cacturne's, wrapping his arms around his neck to bring them closer.\n\n\"Mmph…\" Ferroco lightly moaned into the kiss, rubbing his partner's hips in circles. The Roserade backed away from the kiss, catching his breath in short pants. His eyes cracked open slightly.\n\n\"Having trouble keeping up?\" Ferroco snickered, moving one hand to Xanthe's leg. He pulled the larger closer to him. \n\n\"Ferme ta bouche et embrasse-moi.\"\n\n\"Bien, si insistes…\" With that short exchange, their lips were joined again.\n\n\"Mmmm...\" The Roserade moaned into the kiss.\n\nFerroco worked both hands over to Xanthe's thighs, just under his rear. The latter moaned again, whimpering slightly as he realized that he'd have to leave soon. He pushed the Cacturne back a little to break the kiss, staring up into his eye.\n\n\"I really hate to have to stop this... but it's about time for me to head back...\" He looked over to where the beginnings of orange and red were highlighting the horizon.\n\n\"… Bien.\" Ferroco backed up, giving Xanthe room. \"When can I see you again?\"\n\n\"As soon as possible!\" He sat up halfway, answering immediately with a grin. Then he paused to think when that would be. \"Not tomorrow night, but the night after.\"\n\n\"Sounds good.\" The taller plant pushed himself up to stand. \"I'll see you then.\"\n\nXanthe stood as well, legs a little wobbly from their exertion, and reached out for Ferroco. He wrapped his arms around the Cacturne's neck, smiling sweetly. \"Don't I get a goodbye kiss?\"\n\n\"Por supuesto. Why wouldn't you?\" He smirked, pulling the other in for one last kiss. The smaller plant hummed happily against the other's lips, pressing their chests together in a semi-hug.\n\nTheir lips parted after a moment, and Ferroco hesitantly stood up straight again. The smaller let his hands slide down to his chest, laying his forehead in-between them while the Dark-type pulled him in closer and wrapped his arms around his petite frame in a last-minute hug.\n\nXanthe smiled sheepishly once they broke apart. \"Au revoir...\"\n\n\"Adios,\" Ferroco nodded once, tipping his hat.\n\nXXXXX\n\nXanthe rounded the last tree to their meeting point. \"Ferroco...?\" He whispered, looking around to see if he could spot the Cacturne. Two hands then abruptly covered Xanthe's eyes, blinding him.\n\n\"Guess who~\" a familiar voice whispered.\n\nThe younger giggled, laying his hands lightly over the ones on his eyes. \"You're a nut, you know that?\" He asked, still laughing.\n\n\"Si, yo se,\" the Cacturne snickered, letting go. \"Funny, I actually never stalked anyone before this.\"\n\nThe Roserade turned around to face the other, giving an awkward yet happy smile. \"I'm not quite sure if I should be concerned or honored at hearing that.\"\n\n\"Meh, neither am I,\" Ferroco shrugged.\n\nXanthe blinked. \"That makes no sense...\"He hooked his arm through Ferroco's and grinned up at him cheerfully. \"Wanna go for a swim? There's a small watering hole nearby.\"\n\n\"I'm up for it if you are,\" the taller one shrugged again. \"I'm just a bit surprised that you would be.\"\n\n\"Why's that?\" He thought about it for a second before immediately spouting, \"Oh! Because I'm in Team Magma?\"\n\n\"Si,\" Ferroco tipped the front of his hat up just enough to reveal a bit of his bandana.\n\nXanthe just gave another sheepish smile. \"That's because Alex is in Team Magma. Yeah, I can see their points and everything but I am a plant after all. I can't live without water. And I do like swimming, so let’s go,\" he piped cheerfully, already pulling the larger Pokémon along with him.\n\n\"How deep did you say it was again?\"\n\n\"Ummm...\" He put a finger to his bottom lip, looking up to the sky as if it had his answer. \"I don't actually know. I know I can swim pretty far below the water so I guess the deepest part could be around fifteen to twenty feet.\"\n\n\"Agh… Is there anywhere shallower than that?\" Hopefully there was…\n\n\"Yeah. It can be anywhere from three inches to seven feet. It's pretty gradual from the edge of the water. At seven feet it kind of drops a suddenly, but that's pretty far out into the center of the lake. What, can the Team Aqua Cacturne not swim that well?\" He smirked.\n\n\"I can swim just fine,\" the Dark-type's answer was a bit defensive. \"I'm just not built for it is all.\"\n\nXanthe eyed him up and down. \"Hmmm... I can swim just as well as the next guy. I'm no professional, but I am pretty slender and very flexible.\" His tone in the last bit of his sentence suggested things other than what they were talking about.\n\n\"Bien, tu suerte,\" Ferroco's answer was sarcastic, if not a little irritated. \"I absorb any water I touch and then I get bloated and move slowly. For weeks.\"\n\n\"Oh...\" The Roserade let his gaze fall to the ground, feeling ashamed that he had tried to flirt and it only made the other angry with him. He stopped, realizing they had made it to the lake, and frowned slightly.\n\n\"...Maybe we shouldn't swim after all... if you swell up so much from just touching water then it isn't that good of an idea...\"\n\nOh, great, Ferroco. Now you've gone and upset him.\n\n\"I'll still do it,\" Ferroco offered. \"I just won't get in too deep. Besides…\" He smirked, seeing an opportunity to say something really creepy.\n\n\"I can bleed it back out later, with a deep enough cut.\"\n\nXanthe cringed. \"Ew. Isn't that bad for you?\"\n\n\"Not really. The last time I did it, it left a bit of a scar, but now you can barely see it.\" He held out his arm and indicated one spot on the upper half of it, tracing a very thin scar across it.\n\nThe smaller began chewing on the inside of his lip. \"I'd hate to have you swimming just for my sake... If you don't want to that's fine. We can do something else,\" he offered, not wanting to be a bother and make the cactus do something like cutting himself.\n\n\"I could at least wade…\" Ferroco muttered. Xanthe kissed his cheek.\n\n\"You're sweet, you know that?\" he beamed, hugging onto the taller's arm.\n\n\"Si, yo se~\" the Cacturne used a sing-song tone.\n\nThe younger just giggled, still hugging onto his arm as the former pulled him in a bit closer. Xanthe sighed contently, noticing the pull and moving from hugging the Dark-type's arm to hugging him properly, arms around his middle. Ferroco returned it, bringing his arms to rest across the smaller plant's back.\n\nHe backed up an inch or two, kissing Ferroco chastely. \"Let's go in.\"\n\nAfter a while of swimming they got out of the lake, Xanthe laughing at Ferroco's now much bulkier form. The Cacturne had only waded, staying in the shallowest part of the lake whilst watching Xanthe do tricks under the water in the deeper end, but he had still become nothing short of morbidly obese from absorbing so much water.\n\nThe elder just leered at him before smirking, tearing a thorn off his arm, and cutting into the same limb in the exact same place he had that thin scar, slicing the old wound open again. This made the Roserade cringe bodily, turning around and sitting down on the ground to wait out what the other was doing.\n\nWater quickly poured out of the cut until there was none left to pour out, and Ferroco was reverted back to usual—and seemingly malnourished—proportions. Now that the Cacturne was virtually devoid of all bodily fluids, and there were no other immediate plans, this left the two with an awkward silence.\n\nWhy not make it even more awkward?\n\n\"...So do I screw you now or what?\"\n\nThe younger straightened immediately, loosing balance and falling over onto his back from his sitting position.\"B-Bete! Stop saying strange things!\"\n\n\"I would if your reactions weren't so priceless!\" Ferroco laughed openly. \"You should've seen the look on your face!\" He extended one arm out to Xanthe. \"Need help getting up?\"\n\nThe Roserade smirked, grabbing onto the extended arm and pulling him down to the ground next to him. He burst out in a fit of laughter.\n\n\"Should I take this as a 'yes' to my previous question?\" Ferroco played it off easily, sitting up to lean over the Roserade with a smirk. The younger blushed profusely, blinking up at the Cacturne.\n\n\"S-...\" He turned his head to the side, closing his eyes. \"Stop joking around...\" He mumbled, his tone not sounding angry at all.\n\n\"Maybe I'm not joking,\" Ferroco murmured, bringing his face closer. Xanthe could feel his heart fluttering and he slowly turned his head back, pressing his lips to Ferroco's lightly.\n\n\"Then stop sounding like you are...\" He whispered before wrapping his arms around the elder's neck and kissing him fully.\n\n\"Mmph…\" the Cacturne returned it, holding himself above the other with both hands on either side of his head.\n\nThe Poison-type licked at the other's lip, amused when he took dominance over the kiss almost immediately. The Dark-type crawled over him and he let him nuzzle his knees in between his legs, forcing his own knees to be on either side of the Cacturne's hips. Ferroco's hands then went to Xanthe's shoulders, rubbing at them as the kiss deepened.\n\nMoans escaped the younger as they continued and soon enough just kissing alone just wasn't going to cut it. He dipped one of his legs between Ferroco's and nudged it against the larger Pokémon’s groin gently, rocking it back and forth.\n\nA light moan escaped Ferroco's throat as Xanthe's leg rubbed over his sheath, but he did nothing to object to it.\n\nThe Roserade smirked at the small noise and backed away a little, turning his head to the side. \"Mm-me too...?\"\n\n\"Cualquier cosa por ti…\" the older one smirked, sliding one hand down between Xanthe's thighs.\n\n\"Ah!\" Xanthe bit his lip, moaning at the movement below. He pushed their lips back together, trying to keep his knee going and not get lost in the pleasure being given to him. Ferroco kept up easily, but didn't let the motion of his hand become mechanical. His other hand had to take on the weight it would've otherwise kept up.\n\nThe smaller threw his head to the side, breaking the kiss with a load moan as he came out of his sheath, the hand never stopping yet changing the way it worked over him. His breath drew heavily and he moaned with abandon, hips bucking into the hand on him.\n\n\"Is someone enjoying himself?\" the Dark-type snickered, still working his hand over Xanthe's groin, rubbing over his tip periodically.\n\n\"Mmh... shut... nngh! ... Shut your--ah!\" He had a hard time fighting back verbally, loosing himself in the pleasure.\n\n\"Lo siento, what was that~?\" He rubbed harder.\n\nXanthe just moaned and looked up at the Cacturne with pleading, watery eyes. \"F-Ferroco...\" He whimpered.\n\n\"Si, mi dulce?\" The rubbing still didn't let up, and was very effectively coaxing the Roserade out of his sheath. Xanthe closed his eyes, hugging Ferroco closer to his smaller body and panting into his neck.\n\n\"Et tu... tu... et tu...\" he whimpered out between moans.\n\nLoving the reactions he was getting out of Xanthe, Ferroco tried letting his hand linger at the tip of his stiffening member. The former gasped, bucking into the hand. Ferroco then went back to rubbing the underside of it, deciding that his partner may be getting a tad too excited.\n\nXanthe bit his lip, pulling an arm away and snaking it down to Ferroco's member, beginning to tease it out of its sheath with staggered strokes. His face stayed hidden in the Cacturne's neck. Ferroco's actions on Xanthe's length lessened a little at this, so as to allow the smaller male a little more focus.\n\nWith his head clearing somewhat at Ferroco's diminishing ministrations, he tried to focus more on what he was doing, switching between slow strokes and quick jerks with his wrist. He kissed his way up the Dark-type's jaw, connecting their lips yet again. The latter returned it eagerly, having no trouble focusing on what he was doing.\n\nWith the new pace the other had set, Xanthe was getting closer and closer to release. The thought of releasing first embarrassed him and he sped up his strokes.\n\n\"Nngh…\" Ferroco had to put a bit of effort into keeping his hips still. The smaller had to pull back from the kiss, throwing his head back as his breaths became heavy and arching into the Pokémon on top of him.\n\n\"Je... Je vais... Ahh!\"\n\nFerroco kept a hand on Xanthe's tip to make sure the mess was minimal.\"That sure didn't take too long,\" he sneered.\n\nXanthe pretended not to hear him, still coming down from his orgasmic high. He tried to calm his breathing before he started stroking the Cacturne once again. Ferroco removed his hand at this point and set it back beside Xanthe's head, holding himself up a little better.\n\nThe younger kept his eyes half-lidded, his view darting from Ferroco's jaw to his chest and arms as he quickened his pace.\n\nFerroco could feel himself dripping lubrication at this point, but still kept his composure. He leaned in to leave a few kisses on Xanthe's neck. The latter shuddered as an aftershock of his orgasm ran through him, whimpering slightly and tightening his hold for a second on the Cacturne's rather long, but not very thick member.\n\n\"Ngh…\" the Cacturne faltered a bit. The squeeze was unexpected, but not at all unpleasant. Noticing the reaction that he gave, the masked rose made sure to constrict his hold every now and then, earning a few grunts every time he did so.\n\n\"Mmph…\" The older plant could feel himself being worked toward a release, still leaving kisses along the other's neck. Xanthe teased the head for a moment, circling it lightly, before going back to pumping the organ.\n\nIt was getting closer. Ferroco tensed at nearly every stroke, and couldn't do a thing to slow down his breathing. Just a bit more…\n\nXanthe gasped as warm liquid splattered his chest and stomach, relishing in the low moan that Ferroco gave as he came. He kissed the Cacturne's jaw, smiling softly against the dark green skin.\n\nThat had tired him out more than expected. He moved off of Xanthe and lay beside him, still panting a bit. The younger chuckled at this, standing up and going over to the river to rinse off his torso.\n\nLying on his back, it was easy for the Cacturne to notice the sun would be up before long, as a hint of pink edged the horizon…\n\nThis was going to be an awkward walk home unless he regained the feeling in his thighs soon.\n\nXanthe finished what he was doing and waltzed back over to where the other Pokémon was lying, sitting next to him and leaning over his frame. He pressed their lips together briefly.\n\n\"It's about time for us to leave, huh?\" He asked, his voice giving evidence of his not wanting to leave the other male so soon.\n\n\"Looks like it…\" the Spaniard nodded, reluctantly bringing himself up to sit. Xanthe pouted somewhat, sitting up on his knees and wrapping his arms around Ferroco's neck in a tight embrace.\n\n\"Tomorrow night then...?\"\n\n\"I'm not sure…\" Ferroco grimaced a tad. \"It's a long trip from base to here; I can't do it every night…\"\n\n\"O-oh...\" Xanthe didn't bother hiding his disappointment from his voice. He only had to walk for about ten minutes to get out of Team Magma’s base and climb down to the volcano, but he hadn’t realized that Ferroco probably had a much longer commute. He didn’t even know where Team Aqua’s base was. It was probably much farther away in the region, closer to the ocean.\n\n\"How about we meet again la noche después de mañana?\" the cactus offered.\n\nThe smaller plant pulled back with a smile. \"Okay. The night after tomorrow, then,\" he agreed, connecting their lips for a goodbye kiss. Ferroco's arms went around the Roserade's waist one more time before the kiss ended.\n\nAfter a moment they separated, stood, and said their goodbyes, leaving in their opposite directions just as they always had before.\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "The Roserade sighed, slapping himself mentally yet again. This was the third time since he'd parted with Ferroco that he'd wandered over to their meeting spot. The Cacturne wasn't ever there and after how he ran away the younger couldn't ask for him to come back. He shrugged, laying down in the grass and curling on his side. If the other Grass-type hadn't been here the last few times he wandered through then he wasn't coming back. It was safe for him to lie here... right?

Xanthe imagined Ferroco next to him and soon fell asleep, sleeping in a daze.

After a few hours of walking, Ferroco finally reached the corner at the foot of the volcano. This was it. If Xanthe wasn't here this time, it was over. He stowed his scarf and bandana away under his regular hat, deciding it'd be easier for Xanthe to see him that way. He took a deep breath, hesitated only a split moment, and turned the corner.

"...Ferroco..." The sleeping Roserade murmured, curling up just a few feet away and smiling softly. "...Tu revenais... Je suis tres heureux..."

"… Si…"Ferroco lay on his side behind the Roserade and pulled him in closer, arms wrapping around him."Yo tambien…"

Xanthe stirred then, blinking the sleep out of his eyes. His arms folding over the ones covering his middle and he gasped, realizing someone was holding onto him, and looked down at the arms. A blush spread over him at recognizing who it was and he looked over his shoulder.

"F-Ferroco? Wha-When...why are you here???" he stuttered.

"Did you know you talk in your sleep~?" he completely ignored Xanthe's question, snickering. Why was he so fun to mess with like this?

The younger blinked. "I-I do...?"

"Si…" Ferroco's voice dropped to a mere rumble more than a whisper. "You seemed to be having some very interesting dreams about me, too~"

Xanthe blushed, turning his head forward. "Umm... what did I say?" he asked, almost scared of the answer. He didn't remember anything from his dream...

"For your own sake, I probably shouldn't tell you… kekeke," the Cacturne snickered again. Hey, this lie was funny. That made it okay.

His face matched how scarlet his eyes were as he stared down at the grass. He panicked inwardly, worrying that he'd moaned out the other's name or something. But he wasn't hard or wet down there at all... so that most likely wasn't the case. But it still bothered him what he had said in his sleep. He looked over his shoulder at the Spaniard, begging.

"... Tell me what I said. S'il vous plait, Ferroco..."

"Adios mio… If only you weren't so cute…" the cactus muttered. "Okay, it really wasn't anything bad. I think you just dreamt that I came back here and you were happy about it. ¿Ironico, si?"

"C'est... so cruel...!" He pouted. Was he really dreaming that...? How corny... He pulled on the arms around him, wanting to shift.

"Bien, what else do you expect from a Dark-type, let alone a Dark-type who wears an eye patch?" He hugged Xanthe a little tighter. "Haven't you heard the stereotypes?

The smaller blinked, having not heard any typecasting things about eye patches or Dark-type Pokémon. "What stereotypes?"

"Ohh, you know… The rumors about how mean and sick and twisted Dark-types are? Aparentemente, we're also very violent, aggressive, untrustworthy, and we have a very cruel sense of humor, if any at all," Ferroco sarcastically listed off some of the gossip he'd heard from humans passing through the desert.

"Oh, and we're all masochists, too."

"Check off the cruel sense of humor..." He muttered flippantly, sticking his tongue out at Ferroco over his shoulder. He almost wanted to ask about the masochism, but chose not to. Better to not provoke any odd sexual fantasies...

"Bien, bien, you got me on that one," he admitted. "Pero, it's not my fault you're so fun to mess with~"

Xanthe sighed, rolling his eyes and looking forward again. He'd heard that plenty of times from Searcium. The stupid Trapinch loved to tease him all the time. He closed his eyes, relaxing into Ferroco's hold. So comfortable... how had he gone a whole week without it?

"So, uh… What are we going to do about this? Splitting up didn't work…" Ferroco hated to bring this up while Xanthe was so comfortable, but it had to be discussed.

"Heh... Obviously..." The Roserade murmured. He looked over his shoulder at the other yet again. "Could you let go of me for a minute?"

The taller did so wordlessly and sat up straight. Xanthe sat up as well, keeping his back to Ferroco as he unbuttoned the Team Magma hood and cape at his shoulder, letting it fall to the ground. He then half-turned to the Cacturne, pulling off his arm warmers.

"If we can manage it, and not get caught, then it's possible..." he began, lifting his leg so he could take off the leg warmer on it, "...for us to stay like we were before..."

He took the other leg warmer off, setting it in the newly formed pile of clothes next to him. His hands went to his belts and undid the buckles, setting them to the side as well before he turned completely to the other Pokémon and sat on his knees in front of him.

"So," he whispered, "can we just forget about Aqua and Magma when we're together?"

Ferroco did his best to ignore the idea that Xanthe was basically stripping right in front of him and nodded. "I'm willing to look past it if you are."

The Roserade nodded speedily, wrapping his arms around the other's neck and kissing him. He returned it, putting his arms around the other Grass-type's waist.

"I missed you this last week..." A blush turned up in his cheeks as he admitted that, scooting forward so that they were flush against each other.

"Yo también." Ferroco's hand snuck its way under Xanthe's cape as he spoke. "I missed you a lot."

His blush just darkened at hearing that and he pressed his lips to the Dark-type's once again. The latter eagerly returned it for a moment before shoving Xanthe onto his back without warning, pinning him down. The younger gasped, hands falling to either side of his head on the ground as he stared up at Ferroco with wide eyes.

"Q'uest-ce...?"

The Cacturne's lips twisted into a smirk. He leaned down to the smaller plant and claimed his lips once more, albeit a little more forcefully this time.

"Mmmph..." Xanthe moaned from the force, leaving his hands by his head for the moment as the larger male kissed him. One of Ferroco's hands went to Xanthe's chest to firmly rub at it as their kissing went on. A soft moan escaped the younger, the noise disappearing in their kiss. He placed his hand on Ferroco's chest, sliding it up to cup his jaw. The elder’s unoccupied hand made its way back under Xanthe's cape, tracing his spine. He sucked in a breath from the shiver that followed, arching his back into the hand on his chest.

Ferroco's mouth was removed from Xanthe's and made its way down to his neck, leaving a trail of kisses in its wake. The latter stretched his neck to the side, breathing shallowly. His hand that was on the other's jaw fell beside his head once again. The Cacturne's mouth then went to the younger's chest, replacing his hand. Xanthe threw his head back with a breathy moan.

Ferroco took advantage of his open mouth and covered it with his own, moving both hands to his hips. The smaller moved his lips with the Cacturne's, wrapping his arms around his neck to bring them closer.

"Mmph…" Ferroco lightly moaned into the kiss, rubbing his partner's hips in circles. The Roserade backed away from the kiss, catching his breath in short pants. His eyes cracked open slightly.

"Having trouble keeping up?" Ferroco snickered, moving one hand to Xanthe's leg. He pulled the larger closer to him.

"Ferme ta bouche et embrasse-moi."

"Bien, si insistes…" With that short exchange, their lips were joined again.

"Mmmm..." The Roserade moaned into the kiss.

Ferroco worked both hands over to Xanthe's thighs, just under his rear. The latter moaned again, whimpering slightly as he realized that he'd have to leave soon. He pushed the Cacturne back a little to break the kiss, staring up into his eye.

"I really hate to have to stop this... but it's about time for me to head back..." He looked over to where the beginnings of orange and red were highlighting the horizon.

"… Bien." Ferroco backed up, giving Xanthe room. "When can I see you again?"

"As soon as possible!" He sat up halfway, answering immediately with a grin. Then he paused to think when that would be. "Not tomorrow night, but the night after."

"Sounds good." The taller plant pushed himself up to stand. "I'll see you then."

Xanthe stood as well, legs a little wobbly from their exertion, and reached out for Ferroco. He wrapped his arms around the Cacturne's neck, smiling sweetly. "Don't I get a goodbye kiss?"

"Por supuesto. Why wouldn't you?" He smirked, pulling the other in for one last kiss. The smaller plant hummed happily against the other's lips, pressing their chests together in a semi-hug.

Their lips parted after a moment, and Ferroco hesitantly stood up straight again. The smaller let his hands slide down to his chest, laying his forehead in-between them while the Dark-type pulled him in closer and wrapped his arms around his petite frame in a last-minute hug.

Xanthe smiled sheepishly once they broke apart. "Au revoir..."

"Adios," Ferroco nodded once, tipping his hat.

XXXXX

Xanthe rounded the last tree to their meeting point. "Ferroco...?" He whispered, looking around to see if he could spot the Cacturne. Two hands then abruptly covered Xanthe's eyes, blinding him.

"Guess who~" a familiar voice whispered.

The younger giggled, laying his hands lightly over the ones on his eyes. "You're a nut, you know that?" He asked, still laughing.

"Si, yo se," the Cacturne snickered, letting go. "Funny, I actually never stalked anyone before this."

The Roserade turned around to face the other, giving an awkward yet happy smile. "I'm not quite sure if I should be concerned or honored at hearing that."

"Meh, neither am I," Ferroco shrugged.

Xanthe blinked. "That makes no sense..."He hooked his arm through Ferroco's and grinned up at him cheerfully. "Wanna go for a swim? There's a small watering hole nearby."

"I'm up for it if you are," the taller one shrugged again. "I'm just a bit surprised that you would be."

"Why's that?" He thought about it for a second before immediately spouting, "Oh! Because I'm in Team Magma?"

"Si," Ferroco tipped the front of his hat up just enough to reveal a bit of his bandana.

Xanthe just gave another sheepish smile. "That's because Alex is in Team Magma. Yeah, I can see their points and everything but I am a plant after all. I can't live without water. And I do like swimming, so let’s go," he piped cheerfully, already pulling the larger Pokémon along with him.

"How deep did you say it was again?"

"Ummm..." He put a finger to his bottom lip, looking up to the sky as if it had his answer. "I don't actually know. I know I can swim pretty far below the water so I guess the deepest part could be around fifteen to twenty feet."

"Agh… Is there anywhere shallower than that?" Hopefully there was…

"Yeah. It can be anywhere from three inches to seven feet. It's pretty gradual from the edge of the water. At seven feet it kind of drops a suddenly, but that's pretty far out into the center of the lake. What, can the Team Aqua Cacturne not swim that well?" He smirked.

"I can swim just fine," the Dark-type's answer was a bit defensive. "I'm just not built for it is all."

Xanthe eyed him up and down. "Hmmm... I can swim just as well as the next guy. I'm no professional, but I am pretty slender and very flexible." His tone in the last bit of his sentence suggested things other than what they were talking about.

"Bien, tu suerte," Ferroco's answer was sarcastic, if not a little irritated. "I absorb any water I touch and then I get bloated and move slowly. For weeks."

"Oh..." The Roserade let his gaze fall to the ground, feeling ashamed that he had tried to flirt and it only made the other angry with him. He stopped, realizing they had made it to the lake, and frowned slightly.

"...Maybe we shouldn't swim after all... if you swell up so much from just touching water then it isn't that good of an idea..."

Oh, great, Ferroco. Now you've gone and upset him.

"I'll still do it," Ferroco offered. "I just won't get in too deep. Besides…" He smirked, seeing an opportunity to say something really creepy.

"I can bleed it back out later, with a deep enough cut."

Xanthe cringed. "Ew. Isn't that bad for you?"

"Not really. The last time I did it, it left a bit of a scar, but now you can barely see it." He held out his arm and indicated one spot on the upper half of it, tracing a very thin scar across it.

The smaller began chewing on the inside of his lip. "I'd hate to have you swimming just for my sake... If you don't want to that's fine. We can do something else," he offered, not wanting to be a bother and make the cactus do something like cutting himself.

"I could at least wade…" Ferroco muttered. Xanthe kissed his cheek.

"You're sweet, you know that?" he beamed, hugging onto the taller's arm.

"Si, yo se~" the Cacturne used a sing-song tone.

The younger just giggled, still hugging onto his arm as the former pulled him in a bit closer. Xanthe sighed contently, noticing the pull and moving from hugging the Dark-type's arm to hugging him properly, arms around his middle. Ferroco returned it, bringing his arms to rest across the smaller plant's back.

He backed up an inch or two, kissing Ferroco chastely. "Let's go in."

After a while of swimming they got out of the lake, Xanthe laughing at Ferroco's now much bulkier form. The Cacturne had only waded, staying in the shallowest part of the lake whilst watching Xanthe do tricks under the water in the deeper end, but he had still become nothing short of morbidly obese from absorbing so much water.

The elder just leered at him before smirking, tearing a thorn off his arm, and cutting into the same limb in the exact same place he had that thin scar, slicing the old wound open again. This made the Roserade cringe bodily, turning around and sitting down on the ground to wait out what the other was doing.

Water quickly poured out of the cut until there was none left to pour out, and Ferroco was reverted back to usual—and seemingly malnourished—proportions. Now that the Cacturne was virtually devoid of all bodily fluids, and there were no other immediate plans, this left the two with an awkward silence.

Why not make it even more awkward?

"...So do I screw you now or what?"

The younger straightened immediately, loosing balance and falling over onto his back from his sitting position."B-Bete! Stop saying strange things!"

"I would if your reactions weren't so priceless!" Ferroco laughed openly. "You should've seen the look on your face!" He extended one arm out to Xanthe. "Need help getting up?"

The Roserade smirked, grabbing onto the extended arm and pulling him down to the ground next to him. He burst out in a fit of laughter.

"Should I take this as a 'yes' to my previous question?" Ferroco played it off easily, sitting up to lean over the Roserade with a smirk. The younger blushed profusely, blinking up at the Cacturne.

"S-..." He turned his head to the side, closing his eyes. "Stop joking around..." He mumbled, his tone not sounding angry at all.

"Maybe I'm not joking," Ferroco murmured, bringing his face closer. Xanthe could feel his heart fluttering and he slowly turned his head back, pressing his lips to Ferroco's lightly.

"Then stop sounding like you are..." He whispered before wrapping his arms around the elder's neck and kissing him fully.

"Mmph…" the Cacturne returned it, holding himself above the other with both hands on either side of his head.

The Poison-type licked at the other's lip, amused when he took dominance over the kiss almost immediately. The Dark-type crawled over him and he let him nuzzle his knees in between his legs, forcing his own knees to be on either side of the Cacturne's hips. Ferroco's hands then went to Xanthe's shoulders, rubbing at them as the kiss deepened.

Moans escaped the younger as they continued and soon enough just kissing alone just wasn't going to cut it. He dipped one of his legs between Ferroco's and nudged it against the larger Pokémon’s groin gently, rocking it back and forth.

A light moan escaped Ferroco's throat as Xanthe's leg rubbed over his sheath, but he did nothing to object to it.

The Roserade smirked at the small noise and backed away a little, turning his head to the side. "Mm-me too...?"

"Cualquier cosa por ti…" the older one smirked, sliding one hand down between Xanthe's thighs.

"Ah!" Xanthe bit his lip, moaning at the movement below. He pushed their lips back together, trying to keep his knee going and not get lost in the pleasure being given to him. Ferroco kept up easily, but didn't let the motion of his hand become mechanical. His other hand had to take on the weight it would've otherwise kept up.

The smaller threw his head to the side, breaking the kiss with a load moan as he came out of his sheath, the hand never stopping yet changing the way it worked over him. His breath drew heavily and he moaned with abandon, hips bucking into the hand on him.

"Is someone enjoying himself?" the Dark-type snickered, still working his hand over Xanthe's groin, rubbing over his tip periodically.

"Mmh... shut... nngh! ... Shut your--ah!" He had a hard time fighting back verbally, loosing himself in the pleasure.

"Lo siento, what was that~?" He rubbed harder.

Xanthe just moaned and looked up at the Cacturne with pleading, watery eyes. "F-Ferroco..." He whimpered.

"Si, mi dulce?" The rubbing still didn't let up, and was very effectively coaxing the Roserade out of his sheath. Xanthe closed his eyes, hugging Ferroco closer to his smaller body and panting into his neck.

"Et tu... tu... et tu..." he whimpered out between moans.

Loving the reactions he was getting out of Xanthe, Ferroco tried letting his hand linger at the tip of his stiffening member. The former gasped, bucking into the hand. Ferroco then went back to rubbing the underside of it, deciding that his partner may be getting a tad too excited.

Xanthe bit his lip, pulling an arm away and snaking it down to Ferroco's member, beginning to tease it out of its sheath with staggered strokes. His face stayed hidden in the Cacturne's neck. Ferroco's actions on Xanthe's length lessened a little at this, so as to allow the smaller male a little more focus.

With his head clearing somewhat at Ferroco's diminishing ministrations, he tried to focus more on what he was doing, switching between slow strokes and quick jerks with his wrist. He kissed his way up the Dark-type's jaw, connecting their lips yet again. The latter returned it eagerly, having no trouble focusing on what he was doing.

With the new pace the other had set, Xanthe was getting closer and closer to release. The thought of releasing first embarrassed him and he sped up his strokes.

"Nngh…" Ferroco had to put a bit of effort into keeping his hips still. The smaller had to pull back from the kiss, throwing his head back as his breaths became heavy and arching into the Pokémon on top of him.

"Je... Je vais... Ahh!"

Ferroco kept a hand on Xanthe's tip to make sure the mess was minimal."That sure didn't take too long," he sneered.

Xanthe pretended not to hear him, still coming down from his orgasmic high. He tried to calm his breathing before he started stroking the Cacturne once again. Ferroco removed his hand at this point and set it back beside Xanthe's head, holding himself up a little better.

The younger kept his eyes half-lidded, his view darting from Ferroco's jaw to his chest and arms as he quickened his pace.

Ferroco could feel himself dripping lubrication at this point, but still kept his composure. He leaned in to leave a few kisses on Xanthe's neck. The latter shuddered as an aftershock of his orgasm ran through him, whimpering slightly and tightening his hold for a second on the Cacturne's rather long, but not very thick member.

"Ngh…" the Cacturne faltered a bit. The squeeze was unexpected, but not at all unpleasant. Noticing the reaction that he gave, the masked rose made sure to constrict his hold every now and then, earning a few grunts every time he did so.

"Mmph…" The older plant could feel himself being worked toward a release, still leaving kisses along the other's neck. Xanthe teased the head for a moment, circling it lightly, before going back to pumping the organ.

It was getting closer. Ferroco tensed at nearly every stroke, and couldn't do a thing to slow down his breathing. Just a bit more…

Xanthe gasped as warm liquid splattered his chest and stomach, relishing in the low moan that Ferroco gave as he came. He kissed the Cacturne's jaw, smiling softly against the dark green skin.

That had tired him out more than expected. He moved off of Xanthe and lay beside him, still panting a bit. The younger chuckled at this, standing up and going over to the river to rinse off his torso.

Lying on his back, it was easy for the Cacturne to notice the sun would be up before long, as a hint of pink edged the horizon…

This was going to be an awkward walk home unless he regained the feeling in his thighs soon.

Xanthe finished what he was doing and waltzed back over to where the other Pokémon was lying, sitting next to him and leaning over his frame. He pressed their lips together briefly.

"It's about time for us to leave, huh?" He asked, his voice giving evidence of his not wanting to leave the other male so soon.

"Looks like it…" the Spaniard nodded, reluctantly bringing himself up to sit. Xanthe pouted somewhat, sitting up on his knees and wrapping his arms around Ferroco's neck in a tight embrace.

"Tomorrow night then...?"

"I'm not sure…" Ferroco grimaced a tad. "It's a long trip from base to here; I can't do it every night…"

"O-oh..." Xanthe didn't bother hiding his disappointment from his voice. He only had to walk for about ten minutes to get out of Team Magma’s base and climb down to the volcano, but he hadn’t realized that Ferroco probably had a much longer commute. He didn’t even know where Team Aqua’s base was. It was probably much farther away in the region, closer to the ocean.

"How about we meet again la noche después de mañana?" the cactus offered.

The smaller plant pulled back with a smile. "Okay. The night after tomorrow, then," he agreed, connecting their lips for a goodbye kiss. Ferroco's arms went around the Roserade's waist one more time before the kiss ended.

After a moment they separated, stood, and said their goodbyes, leaving in their opposite directions just as they always had before.

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