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Black was showing signs of stimulating gestures toward N and it was quite unbecoming of him having been trying to avoid anything at all costs to show this debauched side to him. Feeling the other’s fingertips dance and trail against his chest and now clearly focused on his nubs and this caused a slight reaction to unfold in N’s hands. Anything that would occur now and probably later, he would leave all of it toward N to hold and take for himself. Black wanted n to have an open side and to somehow take control. A rare opportunity initiated between the two of them.

As the fervent played against the side of his neck, Black couldn’t help but mutter small sharp intakes of air and whimpers as his body was beginning to become kindled with soft spikes of inclination. His thoughts wandered. When had N become this good?

His eyes widened and a gasp was heard, feeling the sensitive areas of his body touched and caressed in a supple manner. 

“N-nn…not t-there…” Black said a bit breathless and perplexing sounds were instigated as his head tilted back a bit, body palpitating in rhythmic fashion. “A-Anything but there…N…p-please…”

Black placed an apprehensive hand against N’s face, resting it gently against the cheek encountered by his fingertips, as he gazed upwards in a lascivious manner, short breaths emitted in small portions. 

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N maintained the kiss, but his eyes fluttered open as he felt Black shuddering under his fingers. His gaze dropped, shifted, watching the boy with an analytical fascination. He had never seen Black react to his touch quite like this. He felt an odd satisfaction in being able to elicit it— a sense…

“N…” Black said almost whispering it as N neared his face once more to capture his smaller lips in his. How soft those lips were…he never imagined them to be so soft, so gentle…It was something he had never experienced before. Black had gotten used to N’s kisses before but this one seemed to leave a more memorable feel than all of them combined. He wondered if it was just him…

Black’s thoughts were starting to unfold and he felt his body slowly worked up in soft small heated sections, especially near his face and ears. He slowly returned N’s kisses, making sure he wouldn’t back down from confrontation. That was the last thing he wanted to hear from N, that he had no pride himself as a trainer and he guessed, N’s friend. He could feel N’s heart beating in strong rhythms, giving few loud beats here and there.

Once he had gotten much more comfortable with N kissing him, not to say he never did and he wouldn’t admit that fact to him either. Black felt N’s hand moved down below him and reach underneath the fabric to explore the area on his body. The sensations that Black felt, sent small savory and delicious sensations throughout his body, feeling N’s fingertips glide and caress along his skin and chest. He couldn’t help but fidget and spasm at the feel and he hoped N wouldn’t see this pathetic side to him.

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N’s eyes widened. He’d spent some time purposefully trying to woo the boy, but hearing Black’s words was still a shock. Black had accepted him! He was going to have a mate. It was a strange feeling; N would never have considered the possibility, let alone that it would be another male.

N covered…

N’s action had caught him off guard in that moment in time. He couldn’t help but gaze into those beautiful deep blue eyes of his, that stared back at him with curiosity. He never really had a close look of N’s face before and being this close to him…his thoughts were starting to lose meaning. Black had to do something.

 ”No…n-not really…” said Black, eyes still searching that face for any hints that would help ease N into a comfortable position. “But…if y-you want to…”

Black’s face became warm and danced with tinges of pinks and reds, as his heart in the meanwhile, fluttered softly against his chest. This decision, he hoped N would be okay with. All he wanted was N to be able to trust him and their close relationship together…it wasn’t much to ask. If being much more intimate with N would deepen N’s trust in humans, it would at least give N some human familiarity and not think the world was cruel place to be, where Pokemon were mistreated and that applied to every single human being that existed on this planet.

Black moved his smaller hand to place it upon N’s chest where his heart located. He could feel the soft and erratic heartbeats from the older teen, knowing to his reassurance he wasn’t the only one nervous.

“I-If it makes you feel any better…I’m here. So…feel free to…you know…” He realized what he was saying was leaving numerous pauses, causing him to flush red all over again. 

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N beamed, apparently pleased that the place he chose was well-received.

“That’s right,” he answered with a slight nod. Still, he looked a bit surprised, and almost embarrassed as his gaze suddenly dropped to the grass. Was it so obvious that he had a plan in mind?

He tilted his head as Black…

Seeing N’s close face portray worry and concern, made him blush in embarrassment. “N-No…really….! I’m f-fine….!” Black had brought his hands up and waved them in quick movements, back and forth near eye level, but seeing as they were still linked together hand in hand, it had also brought N’s hand up as well. 

“E-Eh..! S-So…s-sorry…” Black said moving his hands to his sides and gently gripped N’s hand. I’m a guy and a walk like this has practically made me exhausted….this is totally embarrassing….“You just caught me off guard is all. Don’t worry about it.” Black flashed N a smile.

Taking a look around, Black took time to see where they were and he had to admit, N really did choose this place nicely. Sometimes N would bring him to obscure places such as ditches or other wildlife that fascinated him, but this was close to trainer pathways and Black would get odd stares or worse, trainers talking quietly behind their backs. So in that case, Black had to pretend he was hunting for berries, looking for hidden items with the item finder, or looking for wild Pokemon as N ventured happily in the tall grass, his green bushy head peeking over the hedges here and there in exploration of what he could find. 

Black was the kind of kid that stayed in the background and didn’t interfere in being up front. Rather he would have loved to stay in that position, but due to him, Cheren, and Bianca becoming Pokemon trainers, life couldn’t be reasoned even by Professor Juniper’s standards. Anyways, the general surroundings about them were pretty normal and peaceful if he had to say. He wondered if N had prepared this spot before hand or found it upon coincidence, but Black wouldn’t venture into asking N, since N did bring him here all on his own and he would rather not get into complicated reasoning behind it.

Black took a few steps before focusing his attention up into the soon to be evening sky and was confronted with the slowly sinking sunset. It was breath taking and beautiful. The whole scene was perfect as if a painter had washed his brush against the sky, adding the perfect clouds and colors here and there. He could hear N walk a few steps closer to him and his hand squeeze his hand slightly again.

“It’s beautiful N…I’ve never in my life have seen such a magnificent sunset in my life… Is this what you were doing when you had to go find something in Pinwheel Forest?” said Black turning to N, a smile hovering over his lips.

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“This place,” N answered simply, gesturing to the clearing with a sweep of his hand.

It was a secluded area, somewhere deep in the forest, and seemed to be relatively undisturbed— unblemished by the manmade pathways that carved through the rest of Pinwheel. It seemed to be a small meadow, with…

“Eh….?! Slow down N…!” Black was pulled by the older man in great excitement and stumbled after wherever N was leading him. He was also trying to conceal the blush that kept painting his face with various tinges of reds and pinks. “W-We’ll get there…! H-Hey…!” 

Black released a sigh after a bit and went along with green, bushy haired older teen, getting led to wherever N wanted to go. He had gotten used to N’s happy bubbly moments over the course of the time they spent together and even though he wouldn’t every say it straight to N specifically, he really did enjoy every moment he was with him. Just having someone act childish in ways, really did make him view the world in a new perspective.

It was true N had gotten affectionate and more touchy to an extent, but to Black, he didn’t mind a bit. He just thought this was a exploratory method N chose to express himself and it was also due to the fact that did not have any childhood memories for himself during his time in his father’s castle over the years. Black just wanted to show N a better life outside in the real world and show him how life had those precious moments to share. 

As Black was led and pulled simultaneously by N, he caught a glimpse of the sunset that N had described along the tree tops. It truly was a beautiful sight and Black was mesmerized, but then again he stumbled or quite frankly, tripped over himself in a rush due to constant pulling by N, and was pulled back into reality once more. He began to notice familiar sights and markings, making him realize that they were headed into Pinwheel Forest. It was nearing sunset hours and most of trainers had left the surrounding areas already. Black thought it was a bit strange that they hadn’t brought any Pokemon along this journey, but seeing as they hadn’t encountered any wild Pokemon as well, he let this worry leave him as quickly as it had began. Black had put his trust fully into N wherever he was pulling him along… 

Black was soon getting a bit exhausted and his panting became more prominent as the journey continued. Shoot…I haven’t realized how unfit I would be from not journeying or training…I hope N doesn’t notice.

The both of them soon came into a clearing and Black had to stand still to catch his breath. He hadn’t realized that the both of them had entwined and linked hands. His face was a slightly tinged with pink, the sound of his panting breaths echoing in the air, slicing the silence in short strokes.

“A-Are we there y-yet N…?” Black said recovering his air, as he looked to N next to him totally not out of breath unlike himself. “W-What did you want to show me…?”

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N took no time to explain himself as he tore out of Nacrene City at full speed. He stopped only briefly once he was out of the city’s reach, glanced at the bright orange sunset, then back at the boy that followed several paces behind him. He dashed forward with the excitement of a child, clung to…

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[How long had it been?

Do what easily? -He looked at N with a bit of confusion but, soon realized it was the eggs N was referring to- Ah, you mean this. As you can see there’s nothing in the eggs and unlike Pokemon eggs, these are edible. -He resumed to making the cake and he began stirring and mixing the eggs together.- Trust me, there’s a whole lot of more cruel things in this world other than these eggs N. -he sighed- And don’t look discouraged. You’ll get cake in the end.

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[How long had it been?

A glance through a calendar could tell him that much— 365. Exactly three hundred and sixty-five days back in Unova. N had been keeping count.

Adjusting to life a “normal”…

Ah I see. -He watched N painstakingly measure out two cups of flour. Black sighed again and shook his head. He located the recipe and so far N had not even gone far as to only accomplish a sentence. His eyes moved to look at N.- 

You know, you really aren’t going to be able to finish that cake if you don’t speed up the pace, let alone perfectly measuring it. Plus, -He gestured to empty counter top with flour and two cups of water- this isn’t even enough ingredients to make a cake. You should put all of your ingredients out first before you start baking. What your making is dough. 

[N apparently doesn’t appreciate the advice. He furrows his brow and scowls, looking about ready to throw a tantrum. He just can’t do anything right, can he? He snaps.]

I know what I’m doing! I can do it myself. [He storms over to the refrigerator, taking out a carton of eggs with care— probably… a bit more care than would be normal. He was aware there were no Pokemon inside those eggs, of course, but it still felt… wrong, somehow. He takes out one egg and holds it against the side of the bowl…

… and apparently can’t find it in his heart to break it. He whimpers slightly, and glances helplessly back and forth between the egg and Black.]

… Can I make it without eggs?

You’re really hopeless. -He sighed- You know what the recipe is asking for, and what it needs is eggs. You did say you were making it upon occasion right? -He started grabbing and placing baking ingredients upon the counter- It’s your choice, but the cake won’t taste as good. -Skimming over the recipe, he grabbed a few bowls and began putting together the dry ingredients, measuring it but without precise measurement.- 

[He huffs, but reluctantly backs down, letting Black take over. He stands aside, glaring down at his toes.]

… I’m not hopeless… I’ve just never baked before. I had servants for that. That doesn’t mean I’m hopeless, does it? [He certainly didn’t think Black thought he was really hopeless. If he did, N wouldn’t be here now, would he? Black would have given up on him by now.

After a few moments of sulking quietly, N steps forward, peering over Black’s shoulder and watching his movements carefully. After all, if he lets Black do all the work, he’s not much different from a servant, is he?] Ah… Can I help? Somehow?

Hmm…-Black thought for a moment, what task he could let N try to do. An idea soon formed into his head.- Why don’t you try making the chocolate frosting for me. it’s right below the main cake recipe. -He pointed out the recipe, which was a quarter size compared to the cake recipe.-

It isn’t too hard. I’m sure you can manage. Here. -Black gave N the starting piece for the frosting: a bag of chocolate chips.- Just make sure…not to eat them, else you won’t have the sufficient amount.

-He resumed back to the ingredients he was mixing together. He soon took two eggs and placed it near the bowl. Taking one egg in his hand, Black tapped the egg to the side of the bowl, cracking it so creases appeared on the side, like a small teeth. Taking the egg now, he opened the shell with two fingers, the contents of the egg sliding out of it’s protected barrier. He did the same with the other egg and began mixing it, so the liquid substance was mixed together.-

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[How long had it been?

A glance through a calendar could tell him that much— 365. Exactly three hundred and sixty-five days back in Unova. N had been keeping count.

Adjusting to life a “normal”…

Ah I see. -He watched N painstakingly measure out two cups of flour. Black sighed again and shook his head. He located the recipe and so far N had not even gone far as to only accomplish a sentence. His eyes moved to look at N.- 

You know, you really aren’t going to be able to finish that cake if you don’t speed up the pace, let alone perfectly measuring it. Plus, -He gestured to empty counter top with flour and two cups of water- this isn’t even enough ingredients to make a cake. You should put all of your ingredients out first before you start baking. What your making is dough. 

[N apparently doesn’t appreciate the advice. He furrows his brow and scowls, looking about ready to throw a tantrum. He just can’t do anything right, can he? He snaps.]

I know what I’m doing! I can do it myself. [He storms over to the refrigerator, taking out a carton of eggs with care— probably… a bit more care than would be normal. He was aware there were no Pokemon inside those eggs, of course, but it still felt… wrong, somehow. He takes out one egg and holds it against the side of the bowl…

… and apparently can’t find it in his heart to break it. He whimpers slightly, and glances helplessly back and forth between the egg and Black.]

… Can I make it without eggs?

You’re really hopeless. -He sighed- You know what the recipe is asking for, and what it needs is eggs. You did say you were making it upon occasion right? -He started grabbing and placing baking ingredients upon the counter- It’s your choice, but the cake won’t taste as good. -Skimming over the recipe, he grabbed a few bowls and began putting together the dry ingredients, measuring it but without precise measurement.- 

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[How long had it been?

A glance through a calendar could tell him that much— 365. Exactly three hundred and sixty-five days back in Unova. N had been keeping count.

Adjusting to life a “normal”…

Ah I see. -He watched N painstakingly measure out two cups of flour. Black sighed again and shook his head. He located the recipe and so far N had not even gone far as to only accomplish a sentence. His eyes moved to look at N.- 

You know, you really aren’t going to be able to finish that cake if you don’t speed up the pace, let alone perfectly measuring it. Plus, -He gestured to empty counter top with flour and two cups of water- this isn’t even enough ingredients to make a cake. You should put all of your ingredients out first before you start baking. What your making is dough. 

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[How long had it been?

A glance through a calendar could tell him that much— 365. Exactly three hundred and sixty-five days back in Unova. N had been keeping count.

Adjusting to life a “normal” life in Unova seemed, at times, much simpler than he thought it would be. His life had seemed to…

-Black walked in from his journeying around Unova, visiting Castela and having a few battles in Nambasa City with Cheren. God, he was a jerk wad. See, this guy has changed in the slightest for one year. He was obsessed with training a new batch of Pokemon, due to Alder telling him to pursue his dream of becoming a Pokemon champion. Cheren did achieve that dream but now his fetishes with cleaning his Serperior and now entering it in Pokemon Musicals. God, if he keeps this up he truly will become the next “Arti” in the making.

He had just flew from Nimbasa and landed at his house. Black thanked his Unfezant and returned the Pokemon into it’s Pokeball. Afterward, he began making his way into the house, sighing a bit as what surprise N would show him, when he entered the door. Last time, N was wearing a maid outfit of the sort, saying that some lady had recommended this to him as an appreciation gift for him. It was..interesting in the sort. So far Bianca did wear a few when Cheren and him were little. Taking a deep breath, he walked into the door and took off his shoes before replying a ‘I’m home.’ When he heard no reply, he began to see what was N up to. He soon found a  green head silhouette in the kitchen. Raising and eyebrow, he walked into the kitchen and upon observing the scene, figured out N was baking. Baking…he had never seen N bake, needless to say cook something, and this piqued his interest in the matter.-

Hey N. What’s going on here? Are you baking? -he said coming around to go stand by his side, eyebrows still perplexed as he watched N carefully measure out the cup of flour from the bag-