I haul Leah up into a kneeling press against my thighs. "Not done yet," I rumble. "Airi. Finish what your sister started. Give me your mouth."
[POV: Airi]
My jaw aches, my insides feel like they've been hollowed out by a storm, but I can't stop. If I stop, the shadow of that Fearow will come down. I have to be better than Leah. I have to be the one who saves us both by being perfect meat.
Airi sinks her teeth into my zipper—a desperate, clumsy grab—and drags the head of my cock into her mouth. I grip both their heads, forcing them into a synchronized worship.
I erupt, a massive, pulsing release that floods Airi's mouth and arcs across Leah's chest. I step back from their collapsed forms and reach for the discarded packs. I pull out two leather-bound training manuals—customized blueprints for Spearow aerial dominance—and a heavy pouch of credits.
"Your down payment," I state. "You wanted strength. This is it. But equipment is useless without discipline. You're going to find the Mankey near the bend, use what I've taught you, and catch it. I'll be watching."
[POV: Leah]
His hand is so big. So warm. The terror is still there, but his voice... it's like a blanket. He's calling me his. If I do what he says, maybe the nightmare stays away. I need him to keep looking at me like that.
"From this moment, I am your mentor," I tell them.
I point toward a nearby berry tree. "Airi, use 'Leer' to draw its focus. Leah, the moment it commits, drop from the canopy. Use 'Growl' then 'Mirror Move.' Do you understand?"
[POV: Leah]
His voice... it's not just a command anymore. It's a lifeline. He's showing me how to be strong so I don't have to be broken again. I need to be his best student.
They move as one, naked and silent across the pine needles. The Mankey bursts into the opening. Airi's Spearow flutters inches from its face, freezing it with 'Leer.' Then, Leah's Spearow descends like a brown streak, executing the 'Growl' and 'Mirror Move' perfectly, pinning the wild beast against the bark.
"Now. Seal it."
Two Pokéballs streak through the light. Clack. Clack. Red light devours the primate. The balls hit the needles and click shut.
"Pick them up," I command.
They scramble forward on their knees and retreat to my boots. Leah holds hers up with trembling hands, her face flushed with a dark, submissive pride.
"Take your things. Dress. You're going back to Pewter City. Go to the Pokémon Center. You'll find others there—Liora, Hana, Mia. You will join them, learn from the manuals, and wait for my word. You are my Shadows on this route now."
Leah looks up at me, her pupils still blown. "We... we won't fail you, Master."
I stand in the center of the clearing as they turn toward the trail back to the city. I am alone now with the scent of pine and the lingering musk of their submission.
I turn my gaze toward the jagged silhouette of Mount Moon. The road to the League is open, and I'm taking it alone.