“Knock, knock!  I’m coming in, Cass!”

The sound of Arven announcing his presence in her dorm woke Cassia up, but not enough for her to bother stirring. This didn’t dissuade her boyfriend, who flopped down on her bed beside her.  His lips smacked against her cheek.

“Morning, sleepyhead!”

A tired groan escaped her. As badly as she wanted to return to sleep, it seemed like he simply would not allow it.

“Arven…”

“Figured I’d get to you early, before anyone else could try to steal you away from me,” he said.  “Got any plans today, buddy?”

She shook her head.

“Perfect!  Wanna go on a treasure hunt?”

“Maybe,” she said with a yawn.  “What kind of treasure hunt?”

“So, you know I’ve been doing some research, yeah?”

“Mhm.”

“Listen to this!  I was reading through some Occulture stuff online and there are apparently some other Herba Mysticas out there that weren’t covered in the book!  They’re not quite on the same level as the original five, but that doesn’t mean they don’t pack a punch in their own right.”

“Really?”  His excitement had bled over to her, and she had finally opened her eyes.  “That’s pretty neat.”

“Right, but there’s one in particular I think would be of interest to you.”

“Yeah?  How so?”

Arven pulled out his phone and clicked around a bit until he found what he was seeking.  A sly grin spread before he cleared his throat and began to read aloud.  

“Minty Herba Mystica. This refreshing condiment aids the reproductive system,” he began, pausing to gauge her reaction.  When she lifted her head from the pillow, obviously intrigued, he continued.  “Stimulates blood flow, improves stamina, enhances pheromones, heightens sensitivity, and increases fertility.  Says it used to be used by to boost the likelihood of egg production in once-endangered species of Pokémon, like Lapras.”

“So, an aphrodisiac?” she asked.

“Bingo!” exclaimed Arven. “I know things have been pretty drab lately because of exams.  Figured I’d try to spice up your life!  Imagine a tasty Arven original so good it leaves you begging for it.”

“Pretty sure that’s just about every ‘tasty Arven original,’” Cassia laughed.  As he chuckled along too, she sat up.  “Sounds hot, but I’ll admit, I dunno about the fertility stuff, babe.  What happened to waiting ‘til after graduation?”

Arven’s face flushed red.

“Oh, well… Yeah…”  He rubbed the back of his neck.  “I mean, that’s still the plan.  Rest assured, this herb’s not gonna cancel out your birth control or anything.”

“It’s not?”

“Nope.  I checked.  See?”

His Rotomphone turned around so she could read what the site said about the herb.  After rubbing her bleary eyes, they skimmed the text.  This confirmation helped sway her.

“If that’s the case, you piqued my interest,” she said.  “Tell me more.”

“Imagine it.  Just me and you, taking a break from all these boring mid-terms.  Alone together for the first time in weeks in the picturesque Glaseado Mountains, fighting titans and hunting herbs just like the good old days!  Followed by a romantic dinner prepped by yours truly leading to a night of nasty, non-stop, mind-blowing, primal sex!  Sounds to me like the recipe for a passionate little off-campus camping trip, doncha think?”

“The good old days of a few months back?” she teased when he was finished, causing him to slump.

“Out of everything I said, that’s what you focus on?”

She ruffled his hair.

“It all sounded delightful.  Count me in.”

“Yes!”  Arven pumped his fist in delight.  He threw his arms around her and kissed her cheek again. “I just knew this would be up your alley!

“Wait, wait…  You said fighting titans, right?” she asked.  “There’re titans involved?”

“‘Course there’s titans involved!” he confirmed.  “But it shouldn’t be a big deal to you.  They say it’s guarded by the Icy Ledge Titan deep in the mountains.  I may not be champion rank, but if it’s an ice type like the name implies, I’m thinking this one is in the bag between your Skeledirge or Ceruledge and my Scovillain.”

“Yeah, the typing isn’t what I’m worried about,” said Cassia.  “If this herb is anywhere near as potent as you’re claiming, I’m not really sure how to feel about fighting off a horny beast.”

A smirk cracked on Arven’s face after these words left her mouth.  The hold he had on her tightened.

“You’re not used to that by now, bud?”

“Arven!” she squealed, pushing him off to playfully punch at his bicep.  He keeled over with laughter, and she used that as an opportunity to smack him with her pillow.

“Well, if you’re in, the sooner you get ready, the sooner we can be on our way.  Judging by this location, we have a long hike ahead of us.”

After getting dressed and having a quick breakfast, the two left Mesagoza and flew north to Glaseado.  From the city, they began to hike up the mountains in search for the titan.  They started off strong, but the wind and snow soon kicked up after a few hours, making it difficult for them to keep hiking.

“I don’t think we can make it any further on foot,” Cassia said.

“Yeah, these rocks are kinda steep and the snow is doing us no favors,” said Arven.  With hands on his hips, he looked out across the mountains before sighing.  A smirk graced his face as he cut eyes over in her direction.  “Guess it’s time for that brute of yours to earn its dinner?”

She rolled her eyes at his comment, but sent out Koraidon.  Arven picked her up and placed her on the Pokémon’s back before she had a chance to climb on herself.  He then seated himself behind her, putting his hands on her waist.

“Ready?” he whispered in her ear, giving her a squeeze.  He peeked over her shoulder to find she was blushing.

“Not on the Pokémon, Arven…”

He laughed aloud at this.

“All right, big guy,” he said to Koraidon.  “Let’s get a move on.”

They continued on their way. The afternoon crept on.  It seemed like the sun would set soon.  Curious to see if they should just set up camp or keep going, Arven looked at the map on his Rotomphone.  It looked like the two were in luck.

“This seems to be the place,” he said.  He squinted and looked across the snowy slopes.  

“Yeah?  Do you see anything?”

He shook his head, but then stopped.

“There…”

He pointed in the direction of what he saw.  Though the snow made it difficult, they both could make out that there was a large white Pokémon standing in front of the mouth of a cave.  

“You think that’s our titan?” he asked.

The Pokémon was massive and round.  She recognized it at once.

“A… Cetitan?” she said. She rubbed Koraidon’s neck, urging it to get closer.  Despite the snow flurry, she could indeed identify the Pokémon.  “Yeah.  It’s definitely a Cetitan…  Doesn’t really look any bigger than normal though.  You think that’s it?”

“Well, it does have titan in the name,” he said with a slight laugh.  “If it’s been eating the herb we’re looking for, that could explain all the Cetoddles we ran into on the way here too.”

“Oh, man.”

“Let’s just follow it and see if it leads us to it,” Arven suggested.

Cassia pat Koraidon’s neck again, and it began to move closer towards their target.

“So, Cetitan… Ice type, right?” he whispered as they snuck up on it.  She nodded her head.  

“I think we can get closer if it doesn’t see Koraidon,” she said.

Taking the hint, Arven got off of the Pokémon’s back and held out a hand to help her down.  She reached into her bag and gave Koraidon a treat before calling it back to its ball.

“You have your Pokémon ready?”

Arven reached into his pocket and pulled out Scovillain’s ball.

“Ready.”

She reached into her bag again and grabbed hers as well.

“Let’s go.”

By the time they reached it, the Cetitan appeared to be asleep.

“Is he taking a nap?” Arven laughed.

“Looks like it,” she said, readying her pokéball.  Now that she was right in front of it, she could see that it was larger than any Cetitan she’d seen before, but not by much.  If this was a titan, they were fortunate to have the opportunity to ambush it. “Let’s catch it off guard.”

Before Arven could agree with her plan, she threw her pokéball in the Cetitan’s direction.  The Pokémon woke up with a rumble and her Ceruledge appeared.

“Flare blitz!” Cassia called out while the Pokémon was still groggy and her Ceruledge snapped into action.

Arven sent out his Scovillain, but it was too late.  His girlfriend’s over-leveled Ceruledge made quick work of the Cetitan.  He didn’t even manage to get a move in before the Pokémon retreated.  He couldn’t say he was upset about that.  It just meant they’d get to the Herba Mystica and whatever came afterwards sooner.

“Some titan,” Cassia scoffed after it ran away.  “Guess they can’t all be like the false dragon, huh?”

“Did you want it to be impossible to defeat?” he asked.

“I was hoping for a bit of a challenge, at least.”

Arven sighed and shook his head.  “You’re starting to sound like that student council girl.”

Cassia let out a laugh as they both called their Pokémon back.

“C’mon, the wind and snow have really kicked up out here,” she said.  “Let’s go inside and see if there’s anything worth guarding in this den.”

With a nod, Arven pat Cassia’s back before walking with her into the cave.  There was a familiar glow on the far end of the cave, and he rushed right over to it.

“There it is!” he exclaimed. He crouched down to look at it, and she followed suit.  He reached for the plant, touching one of the leaves.  “This is it, all right!  Minty Herba Mystica!  We did it again!”

“It smells good,” she said. “Definitely minty.”

He plucked the plant out of the ground and triumphantly rose to his feet.

“And this looks like just as good a place as any to set up camp for the night,” Arven said, scoping out the rest of the cave with the herb in hand.  “Good protection from the blizzard outside.  Not too cold, actually.  Roomy.  You think our titan pal will be coming back any time soon?”

“Nah.  Judging by the way he scampered off, I think we’re good.”

“Perfect!”  Arven removed his backpack and sat it on the floor of the cave.  “Let’s get cooking!”

The two wasted no time setting up camp.  Though the glow of crystals inside of the cave provided a decent amount of light, a lantern was sat out.  A tablecloth was spread over a large rock that would serve its purpose as a table and all the ingredients were laid out atop it.  Arven rolled up his sleeves, cracked his knuckles, and got to work.

“I hope this works like you say,” Cassia said, pausing to stifle as yawn as he prepped their meal. “Like, all I feel right now is exhausted from the trip up here.  The cold totally drained me.”

“Yeah, me too,” he said. “I’m sure soon we’ll be bursting with so much energy we won’t know what to do with it!”

“Oh, I’m sure we can think of something,” she quipped, bringing a laugh from Arven.

“Yeah, on that note, I don’t think Mabosstiff needs any of this one,” he jokingly said as he continued. “As cute as Maschiffs are, neither of us have any room in our parties for an egg or two.”

“Oh, no.  Definitely not.”

Eager to eat, she didn’t distract him anymore.  She just observed.  She’d offer to help, but knew he preferred it when no one was in his way.  She didn’t much mind; she liked to watch him work.  He made three sandwiches, but only put the herb on two of them.            

“Bon appétit!” he said when he was done.

Arven passed her a sandwich, which she gratefully accepted.

“Thank you, sir!” she exclaimed before taking a bite.  Like clockwork, Koraidon burst out of its ball right as she did so.  She twisted away, trying to keep the Pokémon from eating her food.

“No, you don’t!”

The dragon snapped its head over in Arven’s direction.  When it did, he picked the remaining one off the plate.  

“C’mon,” said Arven, luring the Pokémon away from her with a different sandwich.  “Over here, you big brute.  I’ve got one special for you right here.  Leave hers alone.”

Koraidon’s interest in the one she was eating completely vanished and it walked over to Arven.  He held it out at arm’s length for the Pokémon, who inhaled the whole thing in one bite.  He rolled his eyes and shook his head.

“Good?” she asked it when it let out a satisfied growl.  After it nodded, she held out its ball.  “Good. Let’s go back up.”

With its appetite now sated, the Pokémon allowed itself to be recalled without protest.

“Thanks,” she said once Koraidon was back in its ball.  “That was a close one.”

“Ha, could you imagine if that thing got a hold of the herb?” Arven laughed.

She shook her head as she chuckled with him.  “I don’t want to.”

“Yeah, same.”

“Either way, I’m glad I didn’t have to share.  This sandwich tastes incredible!” she exclaimed after taking another bite.  “I was wondering how you’d incorporate the mint. I’m only used to it in ice cream or chocolate.”

“Like I said, I did my research,” he said.  “Had to make sure I could really dazzle you!  It wouldn’t work if you refused to eat it.”

“Consider me dazzled.”

This caused more laughter out of the two as they continued to eat.  Before long, both had finished their meal.  Maybe Arven had high hopes, but he couldn’t help but notice that he wasn’t feeling much yet.  He wanted to ask Cassia how she felt, but decided to give it a few more minutes to see if things changed before bringing it up.  The same thoughts must have been running through her mind, as she spoke as they were tidying up after dinner.

“So, uh… You feel anything?”

“Nope,” he said.

“Yeah,” she sighed.  “Me either.”

“Maybe it takes some time to get in your system?”

“Maybe… but I thought it’d work by now,” said Cassia.  “Or at least feel like it’s starting to work.”

“Me too…  Well, I guess they really only document the effects of these herbs on Pokémon,” he explained.  He couldn’t help but feel bad that he got her hopes up.  “Maybe it doesn’t have that sort of effect on humans?”

“Maybe not…”

Her disappointment was tangible.  Arven had to admit, he was disappointed too.  He refused to let it ruin his night though.  So, what if they couldn’t have a passionate snowed-in camp out like he intended? They could still have a romantic one if he had anything to do with it.  They were alone together regardless, far from school, tests, and boring assignments.

“We’re still up here for the night,” he said, reaching for his sleeping bag to roll out.  “And it’s getting colder.  Come over here and cuddle with me.  Who knows?  Maybe things will kick into gear once we settle down.”

Her smile returned and she wandered over with her own bag.  After zipping the two together, they stripped out of their uniforms and crawled inside to curl up with one another.  Inside of the thick, insulated sleeping bags, the drafty air of the cave was quickly forgotten.

“This isn’t so bad,” said Arven when they were settled with her in his arms.  “Feel kinda toasty, honestly.”

“Yeah,” she said. “After such a long day, I think I might just doze off.”

“Already?” he laughed. “The sun just went down.”

“Sorry,” Cassia said with a yawn.  “You woke me up early.”

“Fair.”

Arven pulled her tighter and kissed her.

“Also…” She paused to yawn again, then giggle.  “You make it hard to keep my eyes open when you’re so comfortable.”

“I’m a little wiped out myself…  Having a cute girl to snuggle with does make it easier to nap,” he admitted.  “Sweet dreams, Cassie.”

“Night, Arven.”

She kissed his cheek before rolling onto her side.  He pulled her against his chest, burying his face in her hair as he closed his eyes. Even if the herb was a bust, he was glad he got to spend the day with her.  With her snoozing in his arms, it didn’t take long before he dozed off himself.

When Arven stirred again, he was groggy, but his cock was throbbing.  Not enough time had passed for it to be morning, he was sure of that.  He was also positive this wasn’t just normal morning wood.  It had to be the Herba Mystica.  It was almost unbearably painful how hard he was in that moment.  He could not remember ever being as aroused as he was then in his entire life.  His erection being nestled right against his girlfriend’s plush ass wasn’t doing him any favors either.  He swallowed hard as he used all his strength to talk himself out of waking her.  It was difficult trying not to think about the pulsing between his legs, or how he could feel the fabric of the boxers getting a damp patch from his cock drooling for the warmth of her cunt around it.  He wanted so badly to ignore how full and heavy his balls felt all of a sudden, like they would explode at any minute.  He wanted to cum, but that wasn’t all.  He wanted to cum in her.  It felt like it was all broiling inside of him.

He shifted in an attempt to get comfortable, which led to him to accidentally pressing his length against her.  The little bit of pressure made him choke back a groan.  He found himself doing it again, then again before he realized he was shamelessly rutting against her.  He whined as he acknowledged that he needed to stop.  It was pitiful.  He felt so desperate.  Even if he couldn’t fuck her, he’d have to take care of this somehow.  Despite the chill of the night, he was sweltering.  Being confined with her was smothering him.  He was drenched in sweat.  His hair clung to his damp cheeks and forehead as he twisted around to unzip the sleeping bags and sit up.

“Arven?”                                                                                                  

Just the sound of Cassia’s voice made his cock twitch.  It was almost scary how much of a hair trigger he had in that moment.  He grabbed himself, pressing the pad of his thumb over the clothed slit of his cockhead before he burst right there.

“Y-Yeah, Cass?” he replied, trying not to sound as frenzied as he felt.

“I think it’s working… Th…The herb…”

There was a slight edge to her breathy tone that Arven was keenly aware of as she spoke.  He caught his bottom lip between his teeth and bit it, swallowing down the noise that was trying to force its way up his throat.  Though he couldn’t see, he felt her shifting beside him.  When she tossed back the top sleeping bag, exposing both her lap and his, he realized she was in just as bad of a state as him.  The rich, musky smell of her dripping sex was overpowering.  His mouth flooded with saliva.  He felt like a dog at how he started panting from how badly he craved a taste of her pussy.  If she let him have a taste, he knew he’d lose control.

“Please, Arven” was all Cassia had to say.  That pathetic little plea had him scrambling to get between her legs, which were already wantonly spread for him.  His palms found her thighs to spread her wider, and he was shocked to find they were slick nearly down to the knee.  She, too, must have gotten aroused from her sleep.  Before he could process his thoughts, his face was between her legs. He licked and sucked at the flesh of her quivering thighs, groaning and squeezing his cock through his boxers all the while.  She smelled so good.  Her scent was intoxicating to him.  The times he had been drunk had never given him as much of a buzz as he had right then.

He relished her squirming as his mouth wandered closer to her core.  The laugh that fell from him may have sounded a bit sadistic upon hearing her whine and tilt her hips upwards at the feel of his hot breath ghosting over the clothed cleft between her legs.  His tongue located the hard little nub of her clit and sucked it through her soaked panties, making her cry out for him and tug at his hair.  This gesture sent him over the edge.  

Arven grabbed her wrists and moved to pin her down.  His mouth caught hers right as his groin settled at the junction of her legs.  Heat radiated despite the barriers between his body and hers, and he was helplessly rutting again in an instant.  The friction felt so incredible.  This stimulation was temporary relief, but so much better than his hand had been up until that point.  While it still wasn’t enough, he just couldn’t bring himself to stop dry-humping her long enough to remove the garments that separated him from fucking her hole.  Thankfully, her hand wandered between their bodies.  Impatient, trembling fingers managed to push down his boxers and pull her panties to the side enough for him to shove his cock inside of her.

That initial thrust into the molten warmth of her cunt was more than Arven could take.  He snapped his hips against hers and held them there, full body shuddering as he coated her insides.  The way her walls rippled and gripped him as she came simultaneously enhanced the sensation.  It was heaven.  It was better than anything he’d ever felt in his life, and yet the relief this mind-blowing orgasm brought was short lived.  There was no afterglow before that needy feeling consumed him once more.  Before he could even pull out, his cock grew stiff again.  It ached just as much as it did before.

“S…S-Still hard,” he muttered as he rocked against her.  “Still, ah…”

The little rolls of his hips gradually became forceful.  Each wet smack of body meeting body echoed through the cave and steadily increased in volume.  Soon he was fucking her with wild abandon.  Hands moved to grip her thighs and pushed them closer to her head so he could drive his cock deeper into her, as deep as it would go.  

“Cass… Cassia…”

He felt her pulse around him when he moaned her name.  It spurred him to pump into her harder.

“Cassie… Cassia… Wanna… Wanna fill you up… Wanna… O-Oh, fuck.”

Arven gulped before the rest of that thought slipped past his lips.  Breed her… He wanted to breed her.  That’s all he wanted in that moment.  It was no wonder that this herb could save endangered species.  After consuming, your body seemed like it wouldn’t stop until it had the chance to mate.  Logically, he didn’t want to be a father yet.  Sure, he did one day.  Before that happened, he wanted to be in a position where he could ensure any kids of his would have a childhood way better than he did.  In this moment, however, none of his thoughts were logical.  Every fiber of his being was screaming at him to breed her, over and over again.  He needed to empty his balls in her.  He needed to flood her womb.  To claim her. To let everyone in Paldea know that she was his— all his.

At the mere thought of marking her as his own, his hips stilled again.  Spurt after spurt of cum spilled from him deep inside of her.  As she milked him of every drop, he praised her.

“That’s is, Cassie… That’s my girl…  Take it all…  Just lay there and let me breed you, babygirl.”

This time, he didn’t stop the words from flowing.  She surprised him by grabbing his hips and keeping him close as he ejaculated, ensuring it reached deep inside of her.  He couldn’t help but feel vaguely frustrated knowing that she was on birth control and his efforts wouldn’t be successful.  It’d be a relief in the morning for certain, but in this moment, he just felt determined to continue his attempts.  His body was determined too, as the refractory period was nonexistent and the blood rushed down to make his cock swell once more.

“A-Again?”

His voice cracked in disbelief.  Mentally, he was exhausted and absolutely drained.  Physically?  It seemed like his body could go on forever.  It blew his mind that there was anything left in him.  Cassia’s ankles were locked behind his back.  Her hands remained on his hips.

“Harder, harder, Arven!”

He didn’t think it was possible to go any harder than he had been up until this point, but he mustered the strength to do this for her.  Yet, it did not see like this was enough for her.  Before Arven realized it, he was flat on his back.  He growled in irritation when he no longer felt himself sheathed in her, but he didn’t have the chance to pin her down again before she sunk down onto his length.  Her pussy squeezed him like a vice.  As she bounced on his cock, he met her each time with a thrust deep inside of her.  Her hands rested on his chest to steady herself; her thumbs brushed over his nipples as she did.  They were usually a erogenous zone for him, but they felt extra sensitive.  His eyes rolled back.  His jaw fell slack and he moaned.

“Gimme more, Arven,” she panted.  “C’mon, baby boy.  Gimme more.”

On command, he came in her again.  She had taken so many of his loads that he could feel his cum and hers ooze out of her and onto his groin, dripping down and making a sticky mess out of his own thighs. It irritated him that it was going to waste.  He needed it all to stay inside of her.  While she was dazed from her next orgasm, Arven managed to get her beneath him again— this time flat on her stomach.  He pulled her hips up and began fucking her again.

This cycle and power struggle went on for hours.  The rising sun was peeking through the mouth of the cave by the time they finally collapsed onto the mess they had made of the sleeping bags.

Arven’s entire body was sore when he regained consciousness.  He grimaced at the dried fluids on his naked body as he twisted to his side to check on his partner.

“Cass?”  His voice was hoarse and raspy.  He reached forward, placing a hand on her shoulder to shake her. “Cassia?  You still alive, bud?”

She didn’t answer verbally, but she nodded her head.  Arven exhaled— half out of relief, half out of exhaustion.

“We really made a mess,” he grumbled.  “I need a shower…”

Cassia didn’t speak, causing Arven to frown.  He pulled her closer and peeked over her shoulder.

“You good?” he asked. “Didn’t hurt you, did I?”

She shook her head.

“Nuh-uh,” she said.  He felt guilty that her voice sounded worse than his, but her words absolved him of that.  “Fuck, Arven.  That was amazing.  Best night ever.”

A big goofy smile spread across his face and his lips landed on her cheek.

“I’m glad,” he said, kissing her again.  “Think you can get up?  I think we should head back now.”

“Arveeen….” she whined.  “I don’t wanna move…”

“C’mon.  You’ll feel better after a shower with me, some clean clothes, and a hot meal in my dorm.  I think it’ll be so late by the time we get back that no one will run into us.”