"Thomas, from what we knew about him, your father was a very kind and cheerful person. He wasn't one to talk about his past that much. We never learned where he was from, or who his family was, but that doesn't matter as long as he made your mother happy. Growing up, no matter how much effort she put in, anything she tried rarely went her way, but when they were together, it was almost like your father was her good luck charm." Thomas's grandmother's eyes cast down at the glass in front of her. "Then one day when she was training her Pokemon for another attempt at a gym battle, an attack widely missed its mark, and your father managed to stop the attack before it could hit your mother, with his aura." She looked back up to her husband, "As a little girl, Linda loved the old stories of the Aura Guardians. So, when she learned aura was real, your father became her knight in shining armor."

Turning to her trainer, Min'ne's eyes lit up with astonishment, "He sounds so much like you Thomas. Although you work too hard for any of your accomplishments to be up to luck, especially with what you said about the trainer's school." She inched closer to Thomas slowly, before resting her head on his shoulder.

"Then a few years later, they decided to settle down in Ecruteak, and soon after you and your Gardevoir were born. Your father was the proudest man in the hospital that day. Both of your parents fawned over you constantly Thomas, and her Gallade was the same. You were both very loved, by everyone." Thomas's grandmother's eyes started to tear up as she continued. "Then one day during a trip into town as a family, someone tried to attack your mother. Your father tried to fight him off, while Galalde got both of you two to safety, but he got stabbed in retaliation… with the knife nicking a major artery… he passed away…" She was trying her best to keep her composure, while Thomas silently clenched his fist, his nails digging into his palm. Min'ne tried to reach for his hand as she felt his rage growing.

"Please tell me he got a life sentence." His grandfather nodded in response as he started to console his wife. "And… What about my father's name? I've never actually heard it…"

"Alexander." His grandfather answered. As Thomas relaxed for a moment, finally about to put a name to his father's face, Min'ne managed to pry his hand open with her powers. "Now Thomas, wasn't there something else you wanted to tell us?"

Digging through his bag, Thomas was looking for a case he was given a few days prior by Morty. "A few days ago I was in Ecruteak, which happened to be holding a contest while I was there," Thomas half-lied having known about the contest for months. "So, we decided to take part in it." As he pulled out a modest steel case, Thomas's grandmother started smiling with tears still in her eyes, recognizing the case right away. "And somehow Min'ne managed to win." He opened his case to reveal his first place ribbon. "It also seems a 'Wallace' took note of our performance. Do you know the former Hoenn champion by chance Grandma?"

She turned to her sets of ribbons sitting on the nearby fireplace mantle. "Wallace was a bit of a mentor to me when I got started as a coordinator. After my first few contests though we went our separate ways, although we still keep in touch." She then looked back to her grandson. "We also saw your performance Thomas, you were both lovely." Embarrassing both Thomas and Min'ne with her compliment.

"Wasn't there something else you wanted to share with us Thomas?" His grandfather asked, "Gallade said it was something personal, but you wanted to run it passed him first."

Taking a deep breath, Thomas felt what was left of his anger turn into anxiety in an instant. "Grandma, Grandpa… How would you feel if I met someone, who I shared a mutual affection with. Someone who you've both known all her life." Min'ne held Thomas's hand tightly. "I've lost track of the amount of times she's been the torch leading me out of my darkness. She has been beyond patient with me… She's been given countless offers, but still chose me… someone who constantly belittles himself. She knows all my dreams, and hasn't laughed at them once, even when I end up laughing at them myself."

"Who might this young lady be that's stolen your heart sweetie?" His grandmother asked, the last of her tears gone. Almost as if on cue, Min'ne then kissed Thomas's cheek. "Oh my."

His grandfather started to chuckle, "Well we certainly have known Min'ne all her life."

"You're actually going along with this? They were supposed to treat each other as siblings, not as lovers!" Thomas's grandmother was clearly irritated by the thought.

"Just because we were supposed to treat each other as siblings, doesn't mean we actually were. Clearly there's no blood between us." Thomas retorted. "I fell in love with Min'ne years ago. She was a precious friend when I needed one when she was a Ralts. As a Kirlia she started showing her affection for me, but I shrugged it off as if it was just a phase she was going through. Then shortly before she evolved, I started sharing similar feelings for her… And after she became a Gardevoir… I was too embarrassed to look her in the eye because of the thoughts I was having about her. She was my best friend, my only real friend in Alola, and I had fallen in love with her." He looked down at his hand. Min'ne had laced their fingers. "'Did she really have feelings for me too? If she did, would anyone accept our relationship? What if she fell in love with another Pokemon? What if she would be disgusted by me?' Those thoughts were with me for a while. Then one day after she turned away yet another male, she confessed to me…" Thomas gently stroked the back of her hand with his thumb. "I never responded to her confession properly until recently, but, being a Gardevoir, I think she knew from the start…" As he finished, Min'ne silently nodded in agreement.

"Honey, we can't tell him how to think, how he should feel, or who he can love." Thomas's grandfather turned to his wife, "Sure, I'm a little disappointed great-grandchildren aren't in our future, but Thomas's relationship with Min'ne seems to have been good for him. Besides, a boy needs some happiness in his life."

Taking to heart what Thomas had told them, his grandmother agreed. He had clearly thought out the situation. "Alright then. I'll let it go, under two conditions." Hearing his grandmother sounding like she'd still challenge their relationship annoyed Thomas slightly. "First, I'd like to see your performance again, in person." Min'ne let a giggle slip as Thomas was caught off-guard by the request. "Second, I'd like to see one oher performance piece you've been working on."

The doorbell rang as they all got up from their seats. Thomas's grandfather went to answer it as the others went out to the backyard. As he opened the door, he saw Cerise, along with an unfamiliar girl with her. "Cerise? It's been since we last saw you! Come in, Thomas was just about to show us his performance. How's your mother?"

"She's alright. She's going to be heading to Kalos in a few days with Dad while he visits some family. Apparently a second cousin is getting married, and Grandma will chew his ear off if he didn't go." Walking inside, Cerise waved in Sarah who had come with her. "Are they out back? Tommy forgot his and Min'ne's presents at my apartment." She shifted a bag in her hand a little, holding all of her gifts to them.

"They are probably about to start. Thomas always wanted to get these kinds of requests done right away." As they stepped out to the backyard, Thomas and Min'ne were already standing in midair, dancing together, repeating their performance from Ecruteak, without Min'ne's Mega form. "I wonder how many people would actually trust their Psychics to hold them up like that?

"Not too man." Thomas's grandmother chimed in. "Although more might try from having seen his performance on TV."

As the pair were finishing their routine, Sarah whispered. "Those two really are made for each other…"

Thomas's grandfather turned to Sarah, "You seem fairly comfortable with pokemon and humans being close, Miss…"

"Sarah." She answered promptly. "Growing up my father was deaf so we communicated by sign language, which his Pangoro also learned. He wasn't as articulate as Min'ne is, but he could hold a conversation."

He smiled a little, "Well, if your family ever comes to Goldenrod, I'd love to meet them."

"That was a lovely performance Tommy, is Min'ne alright controlling all of that material at once?" Cerise asked as both Thomas and Min'ne stepped back down to the ground. Everyone turned to Min'ne as she started to rub her shoulder before laughing.

"Alright Thomas, what do you have planned for your next contest?" His grandmother asked, turning her attention back to him.

"We haven't really practiced yet but I've got a rough idea, although I'm part of it again…" Taking out a Pokeball, he called out Zorua, and took Min'ne's hand again, asking just above a whisper, "Let's try 'Moonlight Symphonia' again." The group watched as an orb of blue and pink light started growing over their held hands. "Zorua, as this ball goes into the air, I want you to Snarl at it, okay? And if you can, try to keep the wave halfway over the ball." Zorua tilted it's head at the odd request.

Releasing the orb of light into the air, Thomas snapped his fingers and Zorua growled at the orb, releasing a couple black sound waves. As they passed over the orb, it started to distort, as if it was being pulled apart. It then separated into the individual Aura Sphere and Moonblast. The Aura Sphere then exploded, taking the Moonblast along with it. Clenching his fist at the results, Thomas cast his eyes downward. "Looks like I still have a lot of training to do…"

Patting him on the shoulder, his grandfather smiled. "It was your first try, and it looks like your Zorua wasn't even aware of why it was being asked. Practice is always messy at the start."

Thomas's grandmother pulled him into a hug. "Why don't you two take your stuff up to your room? You haven't been home in years, and there isn't another contest for a couple months."

"That… sounds nice… Thanks Grandma." Thomas returned the hug for a moment, before taking his bag and their forgotten presents up to their old room.

As Thomas opened the door, Min'ne's eyes lit up and she ran inside, picking up a plush Substitute dol, and hugging it tightly. "Miga! I've missed you!" The girls peeked inside, and awed over the sight. Min'ne then looked around. Their old room was still how she remembered it, except smaller, since she was still a Kirlia before they left for Alola. It had a twin bed with a green and white plaid quilt. Ever since Thomas's grandfather picked him up from the hospital that day, Min'ne took every opportunity to be close to the boy that defended her. It also had a couple bookshelves lined with regional encyclopedias of Pokemon, along with some fictional stories of oddly named youths and their journeys in each region.

Stepping inside the room, Cerise walked over to one of the bookshelves and saw the encyclopedia of Hoenn Pokemon had a significant amount of use due to its spine being worn out. As she opened the book she saw the pages for Ralts and Kirlia were covered in sticky notes, but none on the pages for Gardevoir. Each listing different measurements than what the book gave, be it the size of their horns, height, range of their psychic reaches, dress lengths, and other more personal measurements. "Hey Tommy, how tall is Min'ne now?"

"Just barely over five foot two, or one hundred fifty-eight centimeters." He recited without paying attention, getting a mischievous grin out of Cerise.

"How far behind does her dress drag?"

"Only about a foot, instead of the normal three feet." Thomas slipped on his new Z-Power Ring, and smiled a little as he looked at the Gardevoir Z-Crystal placed on top.

"How far is her reach now?"

"Sixty meters or so, at least judging by how fast she can run." Min'ne looked up from her doll as Thomas continued answering questions.

Cerise nudged Sarah slightly and gestured from the floor up to the ceiling. "Um… what are her three sizes from bottom to top?" Min'ne was shocked at Cerise for making Sarah ask such a question and throw a pillow at her in response.

"Personal-53-Private." Thomas turned around and rolled his eyes at the girls. He turned to Min'ne, "Since we're going to be home for a few days at least, would you like to change?" He held up her sundress at the suggestion, and she quickly took it from his hands. "WE'LL give you some privacy to change." He then pulled Cerise and Sarah from their room. "Cerise, did you honestly think I wasn't on to you?" Thomas sighed after the door was closed.

"Can you blame a girl for trying?" She laughed as they waited in the hallway.

"Did you really take all those measurements Thomas?" Sarah asked, getting curious.

"She's my best friend… I wanted to know everything about her… and for the record, yes it was awkward getting her bust and hip measurements, but she wanted to know too." He blatantly answered a question he knew was going to be asked, a slight blush on his face as he recalled the memory.

Moments later Min'ne walked out in her mint-green sundress, with her hair now hiding the points of her ears, and she was holding her choker. "Could we use my Mega Stone, even if it's for a little bit Thomas?" Without a word Thomas put Min'ne's choker on for her and tapped the Key Stone on his wrist. Without her normal dress on, the only changes were her eyes and hair swapping colors, along with her hair going wavy, and her crest opening up and hiding the opening in the dress it slipped through.

"If it wasn't for her complexion, I'd assume she was just another girl if I passed her on the street…" Sarah said without thinking, getting a hug from Min'ne.

"Thomas, have you two had lunch yet?" Thomas's grandfather called upstairs.

Thomas motioned to all the girls to be quiet. "You two hide her and go down first." He whispered before calling down, "We all had a late breakfast."

As he reached the bottom of the stairs, his grandmother spotted him, "Gallade wanted a word with Min'ne, where is she?" The two girls stepped aside to reveal the Gardevoir in question. "My goodness darling, you're beautiful. Did Thomas buy you that dress?"

"Actually, Cerise made it for her as a birthday present." He quickly answered her. "Did Gallade say what he wanted?"

"Something about catching up and questions about the islands. Since there was no League branch on the islands, or Contests, growing up we never had much interest in going. He's probably fascinated by all the tales she could share about the Pokemon there." His grandmother explained, before Min'ne politely left to speak with her grandfather. "Now you, young man." Thomas flinched the moment her focus was back on him. "Why didn't you tell us you were coming home today?"

While Thomas looked for the right words, Cerise stepped in. "He was afraid the only family he had left would disown him, just because of who he loved and what they were." She rested her hands on his shoulders, "He almost fled the city with no belongings besides the clothes on his back and his, then, two other Pokemon because I teased him about his love life."

His grandmother's mouth was agape as she heard this. "Is this true Thomas?" He shamefully nodded. "Sweetie, that'll never happen."

"It sounded like you were thinking about it ma'am." Sarah said, standing up for Thomas. "We were at the front door for a couple minutes, and your window is open…" She was starting to regret her words. "Thomas is a very sweet boy, I've only known him for a few days now, but it's apparent he has always been worrying about something; his partner, the people around him, his self-worth… he shouldn't have to worry about losing his family over who he is."

Cerise reached for Sarah's hand, pulling her back as she finished, "I know he's been gone for a couple years, but when was the last time you remember seeing Tommy genuinely happy, and Min'ne wasn't around?"

His grandmother stopped for a moment. Her husband and Cerise were right, she had only ever seen Thomas truly smile when he was with his Pokemon. She pulled him into a tight hug, her eyes watering, "I'm sorry for making you feel that way Thomas, you'll always be part of our family."

Cerise and Sarah joined in the hug, both hearing a slight hiccup from Thomas. "We'll head out now, I'll see you tomorrow Tommy, okay?"

Barely nodding, facing away from the girls, he responded, "Yea, I'll see you tomorrow… Thanks for everything Cerise. You too Sarah." His voice cracking on every word.

"You've got some very good friends Thomas. You know that, right?" His grandfather stepped in from around the corner as Thomas wiped his eyes.

"Yea, although it took me almost ten years to make another human friend besides Cerise."

"Were things that rough in Alola?" His grandmother quickly went into the kitchen herself.

"No one there thought very highly of me. My classmates thought I was crazy for actually having conversations with Min'ne, and I'm sure the teachers are glad I'm gone and not wasting their time anymore." Thomas was clearly starting to get dejected again.

"You were there because you wanted to learn, you weren't wasting anyone's time Thomas." His grandfather insisted, as they both sat back down.

He shook his head, "I did alright when it came to practical applications of what we were learning, but I failed almost every written test, and when I retook them, more and more I could see the teachers glaring at me… the only one that was understanding was Professor Kukui who'd come up with practical versions of his tests for me to do on the weekends…. And then there's the fights I'd get into with Pokemon so they'd leave Min'ne alone…" He continued going over everything that happened while on the islands.

Down the hall, Min'ne and her grandfather were in his bedroom. "He's been extremely hard on himself, hasn't he?" Galladed asked, feeling an aura of negativity fill the house as they overheard parts of Thomas's conversation.

"Part of him will probably never get over the years he was with his mother, she kept insisting we were weak, and he wanted to prove her wrong… and Father… I understand he was just following her orders, but the anger that radiated from Thomas the other night when he saw Father, it… frightened me that he was capable of it." Min'ne gripped her dress as she thought back.

"How was he doing? I figured he would have stayed closer to the city all these years." Gallade asked, hardly having thought of his son in years.

"Father wasn't taking care of himself. He appeared to be getting into pointless fights judging by all of his scars and bruises. I know I don't have much experience with wild Pokemon, but they shouldn't be that territorial in these woods to just attack him. At least he seems to still have some trust left in humans." A faint smile appeared as she remembered her father going to get healed by Sarah.

"Believe it or not, he's probably feeling much like Thomas is right now. Alexander's death weighed heavy on him, but he, Linda and Alexander, they all knew the safety of you two was of the most importance. But because he wasn't 'strong enough' he failed to protect his friend as well. He might be trying to prove it to himself." He paused for a moment, hearing a tea kettle whistling. "So, we covered Thomas and my son, what about you?"

Min'ne was confused, "What about me? I've been fine. There's really been nothing of note going on with me besides my evolution."

Gallade stared at her intently. "Nothing? Nothing of note in three years. Nothing you want to get off your chest? Nothing you've thought was too trivial to share? We all love you Min'ne, you can talk to us about anything."

"Of course there is, but talking won't do anything about it." Momentarily looking down at her hands, she quickly hid them from her sight. "So what if I hate being a Pokemon and wish I were human" She was starting to raise her voice "So what if I'm sick of males harassing me. Nothing is going to change. I'm stuck as a Pokemon, and there will always be another male thinking he owns me."

Staying calm while she unloaded on him, Gallade asked, "Why do you wish you were human instead of a Pokemon? Plenty of humans wish for the opposite."

"So Thomas could have possibly gotten a better childhood and in turn a better life!" She snapped. "If he had a stronger Pokemon, his mother wouldn't have been so harsh, and this his self-esteem might have been better because of it. And if she wasn't and I lived near him, I could have done something to stop it!"

"But you're not. Regardless, you're his best friend. Every member of our family has cared deeply for their 'brother' or 'sister', but probably none as much as you do." Gallade faintly smiled. "He's a strong young man, I'd be proud to call him my 'son'." He walked over to Min'ne, offering her his hand. "And being a Pokemon gives you an advantage over being a human you know."

"What would that be?" She asked, getting back up.

"You two can understand each other without having to say a word, spoken or telepathic." He tapped his crest before holding the door for his granddaughter.

Joining the others, Min'ne saw Thomas wiping his eyes with a hanker-chief. "Is it wrong for me to love him so much, and to be so hurt seeing him like this?" She asked quietly, while Gallade simply shook his head.

The rest of the evening, everyone in the household was slowly readjusting to Thomas and Min'ne being back. Once night was upon them, Min'ne was the first to duck away for bed, followed by his grandparents and Gallade. Shortly after, Thomas also decided to go up to his bedroom to kill some time before falling asleep himself. Turning off the last of the lights in the house, he cautiously knocked on his bedroom door, "Min'ne, are you decent?" He had seen her naked only a couple times and they had been intimate, but only after he had her consent.

"You could say that." Opening the door with a slight click, Min'ne pulled Thomas into the room before quickly closing the door behind him.

Lengthy lemon ahead.

The lights were off and the only illumination in the room was moonlight coming in through a skylight. Thomas could faintly see Min'ne, his eyes adjusting, but he could make out her hips and legs clearly. She wasn't in one of her dresses. Thomas quickly looked away and covered his eyes, "You should have said you weren't."

Resting her hand on his cheek, Min'ne turned his gaze back towards her. A slight breeze came from the window behind her, making a see-through piece of clothing more apparent. Taking a couple steps back, Min'ne was illuminated by the moonlight, which made her surprising new babydoll lingerie all the more enchanting. Like her bikini, it was a deep purple, but the entire piece was sheer, not doing much to hide Min'ne's features. "Are you saying I'm not 'decent'?" She asked, getting a seductive grin as Thomas's eyes were fixed on her.

"You're…" Thomas could barely say a word while looking at her.

As he took a couple steps towards Min'ne, she stopped him. "Why don't you take a seat?" As she gently pushed him back against their bed, Thomas saw her eyes shine for a moment before every wall of their room was covered by a Light Screen surface. "That should give us some privacy." As her attention turned back to Thomas, she could feel his eyes all over her. Min'ne loved that she had this effect on Thomas, like she was the only thing in the world to him. Leaning towards him, Min'ne gently pushed her breasts together, and saw Thomas's gaze transfixed on her chest. "Do you see something you like?" He slowly nodded. She stepped closer before straddling his lap, with each little motion Min'ne could almost feel Thomas's breath on her through the thin fabric. "Why don't you take it then." As if freed from chains, Thomas quickly wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling the young, scantily-clad, Gardevoir closer against him while starting to kiss her breasts through the cloth. Min'ne had caught him glancing at various girls' chests over the last few years, but whenever he would dream, he would be dreaming of her. Feeling him starting to kiss and nibble on the edge of her crest, small jolts of pleasure starting shooting through Min'ne, to the point that she grabbed onto Thomas and was unintentionally grabbing his hair. As he momentarily stopped, Min'ne looked down, her eyes meeting his before his attention turned to her shoulder. "When we're like this, you don't have to ask." Gingerly lifting the shoulder straps of her babydoll, Thomas pulled the bralette down. Slipping her arms through the straps, her lingerie just snug enough to stay in place, she felt Thomas latch onto her breast.

Letting go for a moment, Thomas looked up at the beauty sitting in his lap. "Of course I do… they're perfect, just like you…" Scooting back to prop himself against the wall, he continued, " You're as perfect can be Min'ne. Your legs are subtly toned, but your thighs are still surprisingly soft." He started running a hand over each part of her body as he described it. "Your hips are ever so slightly on the wide side for your frame, not quite 'child-bearing' but still helps give you an hourglass figure. Your butt…" He paused trying to pick his words delicately as he caressed the area in question. "It's enticingly soft, and just full enough to show off your hips shaking through your dress as you walk. Your waist and stomach show your trying to watch your figure, but still indulge yourself occasionally." Smiling as he continued, Thomas intentionally moved to Min'ne's shoulders. "Your arms are charmingly slender, but I know they're strong enough to do some damage to an oak in one punch. Your hair, as cliche as it sounds, it's like silk. It feels so soft and so delicate whenever I touch it." Now resting his hand on her cheek, which was getting more red since the foreplay started. "Ever since you were a Ralts, your eyes shined like gemstones whenever I saw them. Two perfect rubies displaying so much emotion over the years. And for good measure, your ears. It's adorable how all six points go red when you get embarrassed, like right now." He smiled before turning his attention back to the part of her that was originally in question. "Now, as for your breasts. They're about average in size but on your frame, in your proportions, they look huge. They fill my hands and then some. Not to mention your delicious, adorable pink-red nipples. Your endowments also keep your most important physical trait safe." Gently stroking the edge of her crest, Thomas got a slight shudder out of Min'ne. "A Gardevoir's crest was believed to be a representation of their heart, but yours is smaller than most for whatever reason, but much more sensitive, just like your heart. And then there's this one." He leaned in and kissed her neck gently. "This naughty little girl you try to keep hidden. She doesn't stick out much, most people probably wouldn't think much of her, but get her going and you'll never forget." He gently ran his fingers over the crest on her back. Min'ne bit her lip slightly, trying to stifle a moan, but Thomas kept going and he wasn't going to stop until he got what he was after. "Let it out, I want to hear that sweet, beautiful voice of yours again."

As he kept going, Min'ne started to buck her hips a little, still trying to hold back. "If I let it…" She held onto Thomas tightly, "If I let it out, you'll stop…"

Slowing his fingers for a moment, Thomas nipped at the nape of Min'ne's neck. "I might keep going even if you ask me to stop." Going back to his original rhythm, he felt her gripping onto his shirt before it and the rest of his clothes disappeared asMin'ne started bucking her hips harder. "Let it out, don't fight it."

Still biting her lip, Min'ne felt herself getting cose. She was ashamed by getting off so easily, but she also didn't want Thomas to let go, even for a second. "Prom...ise you wo...n't let go?" Finding it difficult to think clearly, let alone concentrate to use her powers, Min'ne hoped he'd agree. Feeling a slight nod, as Thomas was still tending to her neck and shoulders, she melodically moaned, "Garde, voir!" In that instant, Min'ne felt Thomas's member throb against her thighs, and could feel her juices spray out as she stopped holding back.

Resting his hand over her crest, Thomas pulled away from Min'ne. "Was that so ha…"

Before he could finish, she kissed him deeply, forcing her tongue passed his lips. "Yes it was!" With a slight tear in her eyes, Min'ne paused, "I'm not naughty… I miss when it was just us, and no one else…"

Even though they were right next to each other, holding each other, an aura of loneliness hung around Min'ne in that moment, Thomas could see a sense of longing in her eyes. "You have a direct line to me Min'ne, that takes priority over anything else. You're my first and best friend, my lover." Gently pushing Min'ne away, Thomas caught his breath, "I took Rowlet because he chose me, and Zorua because she had no family and Rowlet was her friend. I look after them like I would children, be it my own, or young siblings. And I know you do too. As for being naughty…" He looked her up and down again, trying to burn the image into his memory. "The girl sitting in my lap, stark naked except for a perfectly tailored piece of sheer lingerie would disagree."

Starting to attack her neck again, Thomas was determined to leave some kiss marks. As he rubbed the crest on her back gently, another moan slipped out. "I'm not… naughty…" Her breath got heavier with each stroke of her crest.

"Then what are you? Why the clothes?" He reached for her inner thigh with his free hand before kissing her jawline.

"I'm lonely…" Her cheeks were going more red, "I need my lover… I need you Thomas…" Reaching down, Min'ne gently grabbed Thomas's member before stroking it, feeling his pulse in her hand. As the young man beneath her stopped his shower of kisses, she saw a calming smile catch her eye.

Moving Thomas so he was laying down underneath her, Min'ne leaned over him so he could keep his hand on her crest, her breasts brushing his chest slightly. "Remember, only as much as you're comfortab-" Thomas paused as she pressed his tip against her entrance before quickly taking all of him inside.

Just as Min'ne took in his last inch, she froze over Thomas, her vision started to blur as she was filled with his warmth. "I must be one of the luckiest Gardevoir in the world." With a faint smile, and tears starting to roll down her cheeks, Min'ne slowly started to rock her hips.

As she started, a chill ran up Thomas's spine. The other night they went at it like a couple animals, but now, they were embracing each other, comforting each other. Resting his free hand on her hip, Thomas started to match Min'ne's pace. Looking up at her, he found himself slowly getting lost in those shimmering rubies, "She really is stunning." As soon as he finished his thought Min'ne sat up right, the crest on her back no longer in reach. She had stopped momentarily. "Is something…" Thomas paused as he felt her squeezing him like a vise, and saw her shiver as every muscle tensed.

"Right there! It's right there, don't move!" Min'ne wanted to cry out as she found her spot, but the room wasn't soundproof.

Hearing her mental screams, Thomas continued their pace, against Min'ne's wishes, trying to find her pleasure spot for himself. Each slight thrust earned him a little mew, and every little sound passed her lips made his member ache. "More! I want to hear more!"

With one hard thrust, Min'ne's eyes opened wide as she felt Thomas hit her spot and quickly covered her mouth to stifle a loud moan. As her voice slipped out, Min'ne felt more warmth from him deep inside her. "Did you just climax, from my moan?" She asked panting as her body started to relax, feeling him twitch ever-so-slightly with each breath. He nodded in response, visibly embarrassed. Min'ne pushed her chest forward a little, with a soft smile, "Honest boys get a reward." Thomas wrapped his arm around Min'ne's waist, carefully pulling her back down to him, and gently latched back onto her breast. She was still a little confused about his fascination with her breasts. Min'ne knew what human women's were for, seeing the occasional with a newborn when they were in Alola, but Pokemon hatched from eggs, and she recalled eating solid foods before Thomas could. "Are they really that good?" She started to stroke his hair.

"Yes they are." Thomas stopped and teasingly licked and kissed her nipples. "Promise not to laugh at me?" She quickly agreed. "They… they make me feel safe… Honestly that goes for you as a whole."

Min'ne tilted her head at the comment, "What do you mean? Why wouldn't you feel safe?"

"Whenever I start having my doubts, or chains of small unfortunate occurrences, having you with me, even something as small as your psychic pecks on my cheek made it feel like those issues were gone, even if it was for a moment." Looking downward a little, obscuring his eyes from her, Thomas kissed her chest a couple times, "Your heart is full of so much love and care, I feel lucky that part of it is directed to me." Instinctively pulling Thomas into an embrace, Min'ne held him tightly against her chest, almost smothering him. "Min'ne, I can't breathe."

Easing her hold, Min'ne let Thomas catch his breath. "Keep going. They're all yours." She felt him continue where he had left off, each little touch giving her goosebumps.

As he continued, Thomas reached around to Min'ne's back again, tracing her crest, feeling her constricting around him with every touch. "I'm so grateful to have such a wonderful woman in my life."

As his fingers circled her back, Min'ne quietly purred "Gardevoir." The feeling was more pleasant than pleasurable. She had her lover deep inside her, attending to her breasts and the nipping at the crest between them occasionally, and playing with the one on her back. His attention was all over her, she could feel just how infatuated he was with her, and as a creature with a heightened longing for affection, she didn't want it to end.

Lengthy lemon over.

Every part of her body, Thomas found cute, every curve he thought was sexy. She was compassionate, worrisome, intelligent, motherly. Min'ne could have chosen anyone and he would have respected her wishes, but she still chose him. "I love you Min'ne, always."She was melting more and more under his touch, and sleep was starting to claim her. "How… much…" As she started to drift, she wrapped her legs around him, making sure the young man, her lover, her body pillow for the night, couldn't get away.

Pulling the sheets over them, Thomas whispered "Deeply and fervently," before sleep claimed him as well.

The next morning Min'ne was the first to wake up in the house. Shifting around slightly, she felt that Thomas had slipped out in the middle of the night, much to her chagrin. Looking down she saw that he had rolled away a little in his sleep. Kissing his cheek, she decided it was a good time to wash up from their night's activities. Quickly fixing the straps of her nightwear, she grabbed her day clothes and quietly slipped over to the bathroom. There were only a couple major rules in the house, one of which being no teleporting from room to room, and luckily her and Thomas's bedroom was the only one on that floor, and her grandfather was still asleep downstairs. Once inside she lined the walls with Light Screen panels so to try and not wake up the rest of the house. After starting the water she carefully slipped out of her babydoll. As she set it down she noticed a couple small damp spots on the bralette of the garment. Turning her attention to her chest, Min'ne noticed a couple faint white droplets, "Thomas!? Please be awake!"

"What's… wrooong…" He sounded like he was just woken up and could fall back asleep in seconds.

She started feeling more nervous than she had as a Ralts, "I think I might be pregnant."