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She was a sweet girl, really. Too sweet for the Hisui of this age. The way she treated pokemon and people alike was always with a smile and a nod, as if she understood their needs, torment, and greedy desires. The more Volo thought about it, it only made sense that she had been forced into the role of a people pleaser. If she wasn’t ready to immediately fill the needs of the people in Jubilife Village, she would be treated with mistrust and fear. That was the price for falling from the rift.
Only she could quell a pokemon’s frenzy. Only she could catch rare and alpha pokemon without losing over forty pokeballs. Only she treated pokemon with kindness instead of fear. It was suspicious through and through. That’s exactly why Volo became so interested in her. If she was willing to fill the desires of everyone in Hisui to find her place, then surely she could fill Volo’s as well.
He cultivated their relationship slowly, wanting to gain trust and expressing that profusely like one would show their intentions to a particularly shy pokemon. That’s how it had been with Togepi, as Volo showered the pokemon in gifts of fruits until he walked right into his pokeball. Togepi was perhaps the first and last to see his kindness. Volo wondered if Akari thought that was what she was receiving from everyone in Jubilife. Once she knew otherwise, it would be nothing for Volo to swoop in and show her that he was genuine the entire time.
It was the same experiment he had tested to obtain his Growlithe, successfully luring him away from his pair by making him think life with Volo was better, safer, and more rewarding. Volo wondered if perhaps all the work he went through to catch his pokemon was just the world testing him to see if he was ready for Akari’s arrival. In the same way, he would capture and confine her until she and all her secrets were completely his.
The way Commander Kamado treated her was a great help. Volo watched the relentless schedule Akari was put on to quell the frenzied nobles. With the way her baggy eyes glowed and smile grew it was clear she thought the more effort she put in, the more she would be accepted. Not a bad thought, but Kamado was too fearful and too old fashioned to rely on the unknown longer than necessary. So, when all the noble’s were quelled and things didn’t go the way the commander wanted, it didn’t surprise Volo for a second that Akari was blamed and banished.
He waited even then, biding his time as he watched Akari get rejected time after time until she was left completely alone in the vast Sinnoh. That’s when he swept in, a light in the seemingly hopeless world to lead poor little Akari to a warm home and warm food. Cogita gave him a weary look as he arrived with an arm over Akari’s shoulders. She had always been weary, yet also worried about him. Thankfully, she was smart enough not to let this mix of emotions show in front of the poor otherworlder.
Cogita had offered her bed and Volo was to stay in his tent outside her abode for the night before they set out the next day. It had stopped raining and Akari had cleaned up and dried off, yet her frame was still shivering slightly as she saw Volo off for the night. It made him excited. There was still groundwork to be laid, but he was unendingly pleased with his current results.
That night, when suddenly he was awoken with a rustle, he felt like getting on his knees and thanking Arceus for the offering the benevolent god had given him. Akari had closed the tent to keep out the cold and stood awkward at the archway as Volo roused himself from his sleeping bag. Arcanine was let out of his pokeball and curled up in the corner as a makeshift heater. Akari’s eyes were on him, and Volo realized this was her first time seeing him. It was true he had been hiding his strength, so the situation wasn’t ideal, but he would make it work.
“He lost his pair when he was just a Growlithe, so I decided to take him in,” Volo explained, voice still half asleep. Akari startled, realizing she was staring. “Pokemon are such mysterious creatures! I found an odd stone one day, and he started bouncing around and was soon evolving before my very eyes!”
“A fire stone,” Akari said, leaving her words at that. She spoke softly, weary and broken down, surely the events of her long day still weighing on her. It made Volo happy. He wanted them to beat her down until only he could pick up the pieces and put them together in a way that suited him only.
“It did have a resemblance to fire,” Volo responded, keeping his giddy act up. He gave Akari an open, inquisitive stare. She seemed to be avoiding his eyes. That wouldn’t do. He would need to catch her attention and keep it. “So, what brings you here so late at night, friend? Did you lose your pair as well?”
Akari’s face suddenly turned beet red. It was a beautiful color. Volo wanted to consume it entirely. Her body shifted with nerves, eyes scattering around, yet looking at the sights around her seemed to only make her more flustered. Her eyes didn’t know where to look. Volo’s Arcanine sleepily staring at her. The intimate set up of his tents interior that few before had seen. Volo himself, half of his body still tucked under his sleeping bag, his milky white skin exposed to the open air as he usually slept warm. It looked like she was starting to realize just what she had walked into.
“Akari,” Volo said softly in a sugary sweet voice unlike him. He patted the outside of his sleeping bag, a small bit of space between him and the large Arcanine. “Come here.”
She relented and oh how wonderful a sight it was how she meekly sat next to him, careful not to get too close yet uncaring of how close she got to the usually large and fearful Arcanine. Volo didn’t have any more gifts to give Akari, they were past that stage, so his words needed to be like dazzling honey to her ears now. Safe, warm, protected, he had never felt it before, but he would need to show Akari he could provide it.
“You’ve had a long day today, haven’t you? Jubilife Village, Commander Kamado, and both the Diamond and Pearl Clans rejected you. You must feel completely alone in this vast Hisui.” Volo reached out to her, grasping her in his arms and pulling his chest into her back in a mock hug. He hoped she could feel his fax warmth and steadily beating heart through his bare skin. He hoped she felt conscious, just slightly, yet completely at ease. “Don’t worry. I’ll always be here for you. I will never leave you alone. Trust in me.”
Akari hesitated, yet her small, feeble hands gripped at his arms wrapped around her. Her fingers couldn’t even wrap fully around his forearms. Like this, Volo realized how truly small she was. It would be so easy to break her. He could crush her and steal all her tablets and pokemon for himself. But no, not yet. She still had work to do.
Volo looked to Arcanine, his pokemon understood quickly and moved to brush his soft fur against Akari’s body, resting his head on her lap. Pokemon were always so good at understanding peoples emotions. It was the most frightening thing about them, even more so than the power they held.
Akari let out a sound in the back of her throat. Volo grew worried for a second until he realized she was crying. Thick, wet tears fell from her cheeks in ugly streaks. Her body shook below his and a shivering hand pet Arcanine’s fur in small, pathetic movements. Volo gripped at her tighter, refusing to let go.
Slowly, as the minutes passed, he eased them downwards onto his sleeping bag. He pressed his lips into the top of her head, body completely wrapped around hers. She had to be at least two heads smaller than him. It was precious how such a small girl could take on these giant noble pokemon.
“It’s okay, I’m here,” Volo murmured into her hair, her shaking body easing slowly. He continued to murmur sweet assurances and unhealthy promises into her skin until she was eased into a deep slumber by his voice.
Volo stared at her even as she fell asleep, watching her chest rise and fall slowly as she slept. The back of her neck was pale and exposed. It made Volo want to bite down and make her skin bleed red. He wanted to etch along her skin the idea of him. She was so small too, it would be easy to do. Volo had started that night with a simple kiss to the side of her neck, knowing she had already been trapped. From then onward, Akari would be his and his alone, regardless of if she was taken back into the village or not. This memory, this assurance that he would always be there for her, would never fade.
Satisfied, Volo fell asleep next to her with a smile on his face. It was one of many throughout his life.
In the end, the Galaxy Team accepted Akari back. Volo wasn’t surprised, after all, they needed her to save Hisui. As tough as Commander Kamado liked to act, he was just as afraid of pokemon as the next villager. Volo chose to remain close to Akari, of course, building their relationship with silent assurance.
Adaman was troublesome. His personality was infectious and demeanor easy to rely on. Volo grew worried Akari would see his genuine nature for what it was and not the lie Volo had constructed and begin looking at him instead, so he stuck close to the two of them in an attempt to use his eccentric nature to deter his. It worked, as Akari’s eyes never left his.
When it became time to fight Palkia, Volo watched nearby in case his god would appear should Akari fail and doom them all. She succeeded in capturing the pokemon, of course, and Volo was left frustratingly bitter over the lack of anything from his beloved Arceus. He could feel his pokemon worry in their balls as he took his anger out on a nearby tree like a spoiled brat. His head cooled, eventually, when he remembered he still had Giratina.
That night, after the festivities had died down, Akari came to him once more, seeming to notice how strange he was acting. Alarm bells rang through Volo’s head as she looked at him with concern, wondering if she had found him out. No, no she hadn’t noticed. She was worried, not scared. He needed to turn things around and make this an opportunity, but imagine his surprise when she had offered her dorm as a place for him to stay the night. Alone, just the two of them once more, this time in a proper room instead of a tent. He would be a fool to refuse.
“What interesting things you’ve accumulated in your time here!” Volo commented, looking around the front entrance to see various items he had found the Ginkgo Guild trying to sell off. Other than the trinkets, it was a standard dorm room, clearly not lived in enough to be considered a home quite yet.
The festivities outside had died to a small purr and sun had nearly set. The dim glow of the lamps alit the room. Akari attempted to light the irori in the middle but was clearly inexperienced. Volo came over to help, finding Akair’s lack of response to be because of nerves. She was practically shaking in her boots, face a small blush of a maiden who had not yet experienced even holding the hand of another. She was so easily swayed by others' emotions.
“Shall I help you, Akari?” Volo offered, pressing himself next to her and acting like he hadn’t even realized.
Akari fidgeted, giving in. “Yes, please. It can get cold at night. I’ll…set up my sleeping bag. You can take the futon.”
Volo wondered if he was her first crush. How unfortunate. “I couldn’t impose in such a way.” He reached out, snaking a hand around Akari’s waist. The fireplace had long since been lit. “You said it got cold at night, so why don’t we sleep together? I’m sure you're exhausted, which means you’re more prone to sickness.”
“I’m not…that tired…” Akari mumbled back, clearly unsure of what to do with her racing heart so close to Volo.
“So you’re still up for a little fun?” Volo leaned closer, breathing against her ear. It was one of many weak spots. “How naughty.”
Akari’s breath hitched and frame tensed. Volo wondered if he was moving too fast. It felt like Akari was ready, but he could never know for sure. Their closeness had become a given in their relationship, and Volo didn’t hide some of his intentions, only the ones he didn’t want her to see. The next step was clear. If she backed away, he would have to put it on hold for another week, but his nerves were growing. Time was running out.
Akari eventually met his eyes, and there was so much trust in them it made him shiver with delight. Yes, that was it. That was the look he was craving. “...Mhm.” She nodded shyly, just enough to give him everything he wanted. Unable to hold back the surge of emotions running through him, he kissed her slow and sensual, wasting no time in digging deeper and monopolizing her lips and mouth as his own.
She took a bit of coaxing with Volo’s tongue to open her mouth. It was easy to tell she didn’t know what to do, relying on Volo to guide her through every step. Untainted, vulnerable, and all his for the taking. He plunged his tongue inside and roamed about her insides until he wrapped her uncertain tongue around his. His hand drifted downwards, passing over her stomach to smooth over her inner thigh. His large palm was able to cover most of the soft flesh, bypassing her skirt to move along the thin leggings underneath.
She let out a sweet sound at the contact, legs squirming at the feeling. Volo grabbed at her neck to keep her still, deepening the kiss until Akari could barely breathe. Only then, when she was light headed and needy, did he back off. He watched as she panted for breath below him, gripping at his uniform and now practically sitting in his lap. Her face was a beautiful blush and the back of her neck flush like a plump fruit waiting to be bitten.
“Let’s move to the bed, Akari,” Volo said sweetly, showing how little their brief kissing affected him. “Come on, get up.” He pushed at her back, forcing her unsteady legs to stand as he wheeled her by the shoulders to the futon.
There was hesitance in her steps. “V-Volo, I’m–”
“You’re so sweet, Akari, always looking out for others.” Volo smiled at her, leaving no room for argument. “Let me do something for you this time. I’m sure you’d like that.”
She stared into his eyes, seeing enough for her to give in and be pushed down onto the futon. “I guess you’re right,” she reasoned, seeming more like she wanted to please him than think of if his words were true or not.
Volo nodded in agreement. “You’ve always been so smart.” He placed himself between her legs, pushing her down on the futon and running a hand up her thigh once more. This was his final assurance of Akari’s unwavering trust, he reminded himself, forcing himself not to rush. He wanted to hurry and split her open, show Arceus that he was worthy too, but made himself relax and wait.
Her chest wasn’t much to look at, and Volo didn’t really want to see more of her than necessary, so he focused his efforts on monopolizing her lips until she became lightheaded. His body blanketed hers as he ran his free hand that wasn’t propping himself up along Akari’s leggings, reaching up to slowly tease at the hem and pull them down. Akari, the complete newbie she was, could only squirm and clutch at him with small moans passing her lips.
She jumped as the crisp air brushed against her now bare legs. Unconsciously, her thighs pressed together, hiding herself from view. Volo pulled back from their kiss, looking down at Akari’s messy face. “Akari, I can’t do anything unless you open up for me,” he said gently, attempting to coax her into doing his bidding. She looked nervous, unsure. “You can do that for me, can’t you?”
Those seemed to be the golden words, Akari slowly opening her legs with a shy expression. She hid her face in her scarf as best she could, hands bundled above her chest. Volo smiled as he looked down, finding her wet already from just their bit of kissing. She was so easy. Things were going perfectly. He couldn’t be happier.
“There’s nothing to be shy about, Akari,” Volo said, moving back down towards her. He brushed her hair out of her face, forcing her eyes to look at him. He smiled. “Sweet girl.”
She flushed heavily, any words ready to come out of her mouth silenced by his lips once more. He moved his hand back upwards, rubbing along her soft folds and pressing his thumb against her clit, causing her to jerk and cry out under him. He continued to abuse the spot, using her own slick to rub and finger inside of her, feeling out her velvety insides. It was a tight fit, proving to him she hadn’t been touched before.
Her reactions were sweet and innocent, Volo might even call them cute under different circumstances. Right now, he didn’t have the time or care for such niceties. He would become an irreplaceable existence to her with him. Then, she may just hand the plates right over to him with a bright, unaware smile. Just the thought turned Volo on, his hardness now straining against his pants.
He rubbed himself against Akari, the other squirming knowing what state she had gotten him into. Better for the girl to think this was all her doing. That way, she would only feel more inclined to help him. Volo slowly entered another finger inside, Akari now pulling back from the kiss and clawing at the cloth along his shoulder.
“V-Volo, it hurts–!” she cried out, tears pooling around her eyes. Volo’s heart skipped a beat. She truly was a virgin.
“Don’t worry, it always does at first. It’ll pass soon, I promise,” he said, kissing her forehead sweetly. “Trust me, Akari. I’ve never steered you wrong, have I?”
“N-No…” Akari responded hesitantly, letting Volo press his fingers into her even as she squeezed her eyes shut and clenched up below him.
Volo grew impatient by her lack of adaptation, deciding to move forward. Things would take all night at this rate, and he wanted her awake and ready the next day to search for the rest of the plates. Making his decision, Volo slowly pulled out his fingers, digits wet with her pre cum. She looked relieved at the lack of pressure, taking a few moments to breathe in and out deeply.
Volo paid her no mind, undoing his pants and pulling out his half erect cock. He used his slicked fingers to wetten his shaft, rubbing their juices together as he jerked himself to hardness over Akari. She seemed to be staring, eyes peeking out between her hands as she watched him lean over her, spreading her legs wider over his thighs as he rubbed his cock over her wet pussy, teasing at her clit with each thrust.
Akari jolted, choked moans leaving her mouth. She seemed embarrassed at her own sounds, attempting to hide them with her hands to no avail. It was all carrot and stick. If he didn’t give her this feeling of euphoria now, then she wouldn’t be able to endure the feeling of his large cock inside her later.
He waited, frotting into her until she looked on the verge of cumming before backing away and preparing to plunge into her. Akari let out a questioning sound, looking down at Volo spread her folds in preparation to dig into her.
Akari stuttered. “V-Volo, it’s too big, I don’t think–”
“It’ll fit, Akari, don’t worry,” Volo responded, beginning to lose his patience. He didn’t know how much longer he could last with this facade. “Just breathe deeply and relax your body. You can do that for me, can’t you?”
“Yes…”
She still seemed uncertain. Volo would just have to fuck that feeling out of her. Determined to move forward, he slowly inched his tip inside, feeling her insides split open for him. She began squirming and pushing at him, surely she was saying something but Volo had long since stopped listening to her. He was entranced by the slow drip of blood coming from her, showing that he was the first one. The only one. The euphoria alone was enough to have him thrusting the rest inside in one sharp movement.
He breathed heavily, seeming to finally come back to his senses at Akari sobbing underneath him. Right, he needed to placate her. She still wasn’t fully his yet. He couldn’t let her slip away.
Volo kept himself sheathed inside her, letting her insides adapt around him as he leaned down and took her in his arms. “Breathe slowly, Akari. Deep breaths,” he said calmly so as not to startle her. One of his hands came to brush at the underside of her hair. Akari’s breathing began to slow. “That’s it. Such a sweet girl.”
“V-Volo, you idiot,” Akari sniffled, nails digging into his back. He would let it slide just this once.
“I’m sorry, Akari. I got too excited,” Volo murmured, chancing a kiss to her forehead. “Seeing you spread out below me was like a dream come true. Don’t worry, this is all normal. I’ll begin moving slowly, so let me know if it hurts, okay?”
“Mhm…” Akari nodded smally, clutching onto Volo like a lifeline. It seemed his words were good enough to placate her. “You’re so deep inside.”
Volo chuckled teasingly. “Many would consider that a compliment, you know.”
He pulled his hips back slowly, pressing into her at the same agonizing speed. Akari’s face was pinched, but she didn’t tell him to stop. Volo could tell she didn’t want to let him down. That seemed to be an infectious trait of hers that worked in his favor.
He grew bolder, picking up his speed as he peppered kisses along Akari’s face as if to keep her protests at bay. Her insides were soft and warm, everything Volo needed after all his time working to gain her unwavering trust. One of his many rewards was finally below him and ready for the taking.
He thrust his hips sharply upward, catching her sweet spot at just the right angle to have her a blubbering mess. Her fingers clawed at his back, loud whimpers and moans now freely leaving her lips without care as he pounded into her with his cock. It was a feeling of ecstasy Volo had never experienced before. Not just sensation, but also the pleasure of the emotions coursing through him was more than enough to have him pinning her down and fucking into her until not a single coherent word left her mouth.
Volo didn’t know if she was in pain anymore, and quite frankly, couldn’t be bothered to care at that moment. The high of this feeling was enough to halt all other thoughts. His lips sloppily met hers, monopolizing her tongue. He could feel himself nearing completion embarrassingly quickly and moved a hand down to rub against her clit, stimulating her from both angles until her legs turned to jelly and eyes nearly rolled back.
Pounding into her with one last push, he pulled out just in time to cum all over her front, and by the look on her face, Akari seemed to follow right after him. They breathed heavily, Volo pulling back from her lips to give himself a second to fully realize the emotions coursing through him. He was so close, so close to reaching his god. This feeling, this monopolizing feeling was like a religious euphoria he never wanted to let go of. Just a bit longer, he thought desperately as the feeling faded away, leaving only him and Akari panting over one another.
Right, Akari. “Are you okay, Akari?” Volo asked, attempting to center himself.
It seemed she hadn’t quite come too, face now buried in the side of his neck as her arms never seemed to want to let go of him. That was better than Volo could have hoped. She would be hidden away from this side of him as long as needed. There was no need for her to see in the first place. Only kindness was what this sweet girl would get from him.
Volo grinned as he kissed the top of her head. “Does it still hurt?” Akari shook her head back and forth smally. “Good. Let’s lay back and relax. Can you let go of me, Akari?”
Slowly, the girl did as he asked, looking up at Volo with doe eyes like she was scared he was about to leave her. A shiver tingled down Volo’s spine. He forced the feeling to quell, worried any rash actions would break Akari away from what he was trying to build in that moment.
Volo tucked the both of them into the futon, opening his arms for Akari to pull herself into him once more as he got them situated. It was all too easy for her to fall into his arms, pressing close to him despite the bare skin.
Volo enjoyed it, the feeling of what he wanted falling right into his trap. Perhaps this was a premonition. With Akari close, Arceus would fall easily from the heavens just the same. Then Volo would be able to stare up at the figure of his god in awe, or maybe his eyes would burn to a crisp at the mere thought of looking at such a holy figure. Volo had to hold back his laughter, pulling Akari tight to him. His key to everything.
“Volo,” Akari whispered, voice soft with sleep.
“What?” Volo asked, easing himself down from his high. Slowly, he reminded himself.
“Will you be here when I wake up?” she asked. So, so innocent. Volo nearly tore her apart.
“Yes, of course I will, my dear customer,” he teased, lightening the mood for the weary Akari falling asleep in his arms. “We still have much to do come morning. I wouldn’t want to miss it for the world.”
He hunched over her as if to consume her completely. Swallow her up, take everything she had so that he could meet Arceus in her flesh. There they would become a true unity of two bodies. A complete cycle of death and rebirth for the space time continuum to glorify. A new body perfect for creating a new world.
Volo dreamed of such idealistic fantasies as he fell asleep close to Akari, desiring his own gifts of kindness that awaited him after his long, long journey.