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The room was absolutely silent. I was seated at a plain wooden table, the top of it bare of anything but a bowl of white rice, still steaming from my cooking just a few minutes ago. The warm aroma of the rice drifted into my nose, asking me to add something to it to make it more appealing, but I silenced my stomach and focused my mind just on the visual aspects.

Across from me sat my Master; a Xatu. Technically I knew him as Mr. Hummingway, but under the circumstances, I just thought of him as "Master." He laid a cheap, plastic spoon beside the bowl. "Now," he said in his usual calm voice, "you may begin when you are ready."

"Yes, sir," I responded before turning my attention to the spoon. Do the invisible hand. Do the invisible hand. I felt my power around the spoon, making it shake a bit and slowly rise up.

I could feel his eyes on me. That judging stare of his as he mentally calculated something. I knew that he's supposed to do that, but I felt pressured by it. The spoon slowed and stopped, still hovering, slightly shaking.

I shook my head as well, physically, trying to get rid of such thoughts. Focus on the spoon. Focus on the spoon.

The spoon began to move again and now hovered over the bowl. It slowly turned counter-clockwise until the scoop faced the rice itself. I felt excitement grow, my heart going wild in my chest as I lowered the spoon slowly into the rice. I turn it again on a different angle, positioning it the right way to scoop up a spoonful.

"Good," Master said, not showing any emotion, but the word made me a little more confident.

I tried to lift it up, but the now-heavier spoon didn't move. Shit. I tried to refocus on the spoon again, to give it more power. The spoon trembled in the rice, slowly becoming more agitated.

The bowl shot up from the table abruptly, all the energy focused on the spoon suddenly enveloping the bowl as well. Master and I's heads both shot up to watch the projectile make its way towards a clean patch on the ceiling.

No! Stop, stop, STOP!

The bowl stopped as abruptly as it had taken off, now hovering just inches from the ceiling.

"Shit!" I cursed, slamming my fists onto the table. The noise echoed loudly through the quiet house "Why is it not working?" I grabbed at the tufts of fur on my cheeks and pulled on them in frustration.

"Calm down," Master rose and reached over, gently prying my hands free to guide them back to the table. "You are improving, that is all that matters."

I didn't reach for my tufts again, but I did wring my hands as I tried to regain control of my emotions. "I wouldn't call having rice on the ceiling again an improvement..."

"True, but you are forgetting some key things." Master stretched out his hand, "Bring the bowl down and I will show you."

I released my focus on the bowl and let it fall down into his feathered hand. It landed perfectly as if he knew exactly where it'd fall--which he likely did. "The last time I had you take this test, you weren't able to stop the bowl in time and it broke, staining the ceiling with pudding. As you can see here"---Master lowered the bowl to the table-- "the bowl is completely intact." He pulled the spoon out and turned it about, "Also, the spoon is still in spoon shape instead of crushed or warped. Let us also not forget the countless times you also destroyed the spoon just attempting it. There is also--"

"Okay I get it," I interrupted, "I am a bad psychic with no control; are you happy?"

The Xatu reached out and placed his hands over my clenched fists on the table., "I am here to help you learn control, Alex. You do not lack control, only practice. Even I had trouble with my powers when I was young. All Pokémon go through a period when they have to relearn how to control their powers, what's happening now is no different."

"Yeah, but you were born with yours," I whined, "Mine just showed up one day." I put my face on the table and groaned.

"What you are feeling right now is perfectly understandable. Feeling frustrated when you make a mistake is perfectly natural. You will get it someday."

I knew he was right, but I still wasn't happy with it. It'd been over a month since we started these lessons and I didn't feel like I had made any improvement. "You probably saw that I was going to fail today."

Master shook his head, "I don't use my ability to see into the future to gauge my students' progress. I prefer to see the results of my students training in person." His hands went from my fists to my head, gently raising it from the table. With me able to see him again, he gave me a small smile and sat back down. "Speaking about seeing the future, have you had any luck with getting a sense of when it's active?"

I groaned again but kept my head up this time. "Not really. I still have no control over when it happens and what I see. The other day I was in the kitchen and I had a vision about Liam asking me to toss him a drink. I didn't check to make sure if it was a vision or not and accidentally threw a bottle at his head."

Master chuckled.

"Glad you liked it, Master," I pouted. "It's not the first time something like that happened. I often try and have conversations with the visions as well and Liam won't stop making fun of me for it. One time I was certain I heard Liam in the bathroom asking me a question and I spent five minutes talking to an empty bathroom waiting for him to respond back. Another time while I was outside, I thought it was raining and got a coat on but when I came back it was still sunny. It had never rained."

Master's chuckle steadily moved up to laughter, though he managed to control it and stifle himself. "Sorry; I can imagine you being embarrassed by that. When I was getting used to my visions, I had a problem with cooking. It would show me food either more done than it should be or already done. I ended up eating a lot of undercooked food for awhile. I would frequently get ill without understanding why, and more than once I fear I gave my friends food poisoning when I brought anything I cooked to a party."

I chuckled this time around, finding the story helpfully distracting from my own feelings, "Okay, that sounds bad, but sort of funny, I admit."

"Indeed, when looking back. I had so many kinds of medicines for my stomach because I kept eating undercooked food, and my friends began asking me to simply buy something to bring if it was food, or at least didn't require cooking first." He smiled. "Don't worry about getting it right away. You'll get there someday. I guarantee it." Master's face neatly transformed back into its professional calm state. "On that topic, there is something I want to say..."

The way Master said that made me worry."What is it?"

"I am confident in your ability to control your powers now. The test you just took just now proved it. Because of that, I have been thinking about having our lessons less frequently or, if you prefer, we can even stop the lessons altogether."

I sat there, shocked. Had he somehow forgotten how the bowl had shot up and nearly hit the ceiling? "Master, are you sure that's wise? Didn't I just fail the test?"

"As I said, I believe you have more than enough control with your powers. You got the spoon into the bowl, and had your focus not accidentally grabbed it, only the spoon with some rice would have had any risk of staining the ceiling again, and you successfully stopped it. This shows that you are able to react to a mistake instead of simply swinging around blindly. You are at the skill level where most parents would allow their kids to go to school and such."

It did hurt to be told my level of control was on par with a child, but considering what happened after I first evolved in the first place, I had to agree it was an improvement.

Master continued, "If you still want my lessons, we would be going over your power to see into the future for the most part, but that is something that is difficult to teach. I will promise to do what I can should you choose to continue, but that may be something I can't teach you."

As I considered the offer, I heard the front door open and a voice call out. "Hello, I'm back, Alex. Is the lesson still going?"

"Sounds like my time to exit." Master got up from his seat and gathered his things. He turned back to face me and held out his hand, "Give it some thought, Alex, and call me when you have an answer. Until then, keep practicing those exercises and you'll soon be flinging rice at your mischievous twin with ease."

I grinned at the suggestion and reached out to shake his hand. "Thank you, Master. I will call soon."

I saw him to the door to say goodbye, then returned to the table to digest what Master just told me: I was safe from losing control. I felt relief flood through me. No more worrying about my powers hurting anyone by accident, no items going flying randomly when I looked at them, or that a psybeam would shoot out from my new head gem.

I took a seat, sat back, and closed my eyes. I let out a sigh that felt like it carried the weight of my shoulders off with it.

Freedom.

I felt a pair of lips on my cheek. I didn't need to see to know who they belonged to. "Hey, Liam."

I opened my eyes to see the Umbreon smiling at me. "Hey, you didn't respond."

I scratched the back of my head, "Sorry, I got lost in thought after I said goodbye to Master."

"Seems like you're always lost in that head of yours." Liam teased lightly, then leaned up to kiss the jewel on my forehead.

"Sorry, just going over what Master told me. How was your day?"

He sighed, now looking a bit frustrated, "I applied for a few more places in the area but that is about it. I don't know if they will respond. They can't seem to make up their mind if they are hiring or not hiring."

"I see."

Liam noticed the rice on the table. "You were doing that test again?" We both turned our heads to the ceiling, revealing to him that a new pudding stain wasn't waiting for him. "Well at least it is not pudding this time, that one was a bitch to clean."

The memory of it made my ears flatten a little as the embarrassment drifted in. "Sorry..."

"No no, I am not blaming you. Like your Master likes to say 'it's a learning experience'. Anyway is there more rice? Job hunting makes me hungry."

"Should be some more on the stove."

"Great, want to watch TV as well? I'm sure something will be on at this time."

The idea of some mind-numbing TV appealed to me greatly. "Sounds okay, I'll look for something." I took the bowl of lukewarm rice and walked to the living room as Liam wandered off to the kitchen.

The beach house was sparse, without much decoration or knick-knacks around. Made sense since mom and dad rented it during the summer. Only some basic furniture and a TV filled the living room. When Liam and I arrived almost a month ago, we didn't bring much in decorations. What we did bring just went straight to our rooms. I turned on the TV and put it on some random channel.

Liam walked in with a bowl of rice while also having his clothes disappear since he last saw him, just leaving him in his briefs.

"How is it you always seem to lose your clothes when you come back?"

He grinned and shook his rump and tail for a moment. "Hey, Mom is not around to nag me about wearing clothes all the time, so I am taking my clothes off. I have been biking around in the hot sun and they got sweaty, so shouldn't I take them off?" he sat next me on the couch and leaned on me. "Besides when did you care about me wearing clothes?"

"I'm not complaining." I reached out and squeezed one of Liam's pecs. Liam was never a bulky Pokémon, but he liked to keep himself in shape. He loved his body and he also loved the attention it got him.

Liam moved off of me and rubbed at his chest where it had been squeezed. "So what were you thinking about earlier anyway?"

"Well, it was something Master told me about my powers."

"Oh yeah?"

"Yeah. Master said he is confident about my control over my powers and we could stop the lessons if I wanted to, or have more specific ones less often."

He was ecstatic, "Really? That's great Alex. This means you'll stop throwing stuff at me before I ask for it too!"

I mimed swinging a pillow at him. "It is. We can even move back with Mom and Dad."

Liam's smile died down. "Oh, really?"

His change in tone caught me by surprise. "Why do you sound disappointed? The whole reason we came out here was because I needed a safe place to learn to control my powers. That's why Mom and Dad allowed us to move to the beach house in the first place."

Liam looked uncomfortable, like he thought he was going to say something that would make me upset. "You know Alex, I've been thinking about this for a while now... Why not make this permanent?"

I frowned at that. "What do you mean?"

"Like, instead of just staying here temporarily, like we originally planned, we just live here permanently? I'm already looking for a job down here, and we can talk with Mom and Dad about rent. I mean, it wasn't a secret that you and I planned to move out together, and we did just that! Sure, this is probably not the circumstance we had in mind, but I don't see why we can't just make it a permanent change."

I leaned back into the couch, mulling the idea over; it wasn't like I was against it or anything, but I never thought about that as an option until now. "But Liam, do you think we can even live up here? Isn't it expensive?"

"I mean, possibly. But there are plenty of people who live here year-round so there could be cheaper places where we can live. I am just saying we don't have to move back with Mom and Dad just yet. The city is built close together so we can bike instead of drive everywhere, unlike home where we need to drive and gas to go everywhere. The people I met while job hunting were nice and helpful. And one last thing," Liam put his bowl onto the table and kissed me on the lips. This wasn't a casual kiss; this was a kiss you gave to a lover or partner. Liam pulled back. "I like the fact I can do this out in the open down here."

I felt myself blushing. "You certainly have been aggressive lately."

"Can you blame me? We don't have to be quiet and secretive all the time now. No worrying about nosy parents or annoying siblings busting into our room for one reason or another and catching us with our pants down, literally! If I want to kiss you in the living room, nothing is stopping me from doing it now." Liam leaned in and kissed me again, a slow, intimate kiss that never had to worry about stopping for the slightest distraction.

I quickly put my rice bowl onto the table, then sank backwards as I pulled him on top of me and returned the kiss to the best of my ability. I licked his lips, he opened wide and my tongue slipped in, meeting his as they wrestled. Our lips pressed together and in seconds, we were deep kissing and letting our hands roam all over each other.

After a few minutes, Liam pulled away from me, our lips parting with an intimate pop. Both of us were out of breath. "You know," Liam said, "If we're going to have some fun, we need to get you out of those clothes." Without waiting for me to respond, Liam pulled my shirt over my head, blocking out my view and trapping my arms for the duration.

I was never exactly as bulky as Liam. I never felt the need to work out as much as him, so I was kind of lanky. Evolving into an Espeon hadn't helped me much with building muscles. Liam got up and hooked his fingers into the waistband of my pants and pulled them down with my underwear in one swift movement. My penis swung up at him challengingly, erect and hard. He grinned down at me, admiring my body. "Ah there's my favorite twink body."

I rolled my eyes and huffed, "Why do you keep saying that?"

"Because I know how much it annoys you, my twinky twin."

It didn't exactly bother me that I was twink-like, but Liam loved to call me a twink whenever I was naked, so the mere history between us added to the teasing compliment, "If you keep that up, you aren't getting my ass today."

"Oh, who said I wanted to top today?" Liam turned his back towards me, then hooked his thumbs into his waistband and slowly removed his underwear, showing off his toned ass as he bent over.

The view became obscured when he tossed the undergarment onto my face. I tossed them to the side immediately to smirk back at the big grin he had, looking back at me over his shoulder."Oh, you're in that mood today then?"

Liam shook his ass and nodded. "Hey, I like taking your dick just as much as giving you mine. I figured I have been topping you a lot lately, so I thought I would let you do it this time." He backed up carefully, his ass getting closer to my face. I could smell his sweat and musk. I loved it.

I grabbed his cheeks and spread them. His little pink asshole was in my sight. I stuck out my tongue and started to rim my twin. The taste was salty and tangy, and the warm space flexed against my tongue.

"Mmm, yeah, rim my hole, Alex." Liam pushed his ass into my face more, allowing me to get my tongue in deeper.

I moved my tongue around to make sure I touched all the inner walls I could reach, making sure not to miss a single spot. After a few minutes of rimming, I pulled myself away; The asshole was wet and shiny with my spit. "So what position do you want to be fucked in?" I asked.

Liam thought for a moment. "Hmm, how about doggy style?"

"Fine with me."

Liam kneeled down onto the floor, raised his tail, and assumed the position. I joined him, kneeling behind and slapped my dick against the entrance. "You ready?"

"Yeah, stick it in me."

I lined up my cock and pushed my tip inside him. Liam moaned loudly.

"Hey, keep it down Liam.Someone might hear you with how loud you are."

"No, they won't." he muttered between groans, "It's not like we have neighbors to worry about. We can be as loud as we want."

I realized he had a good point; I had noted the distance between the beach houses when we first arrived myself. I huffed and turned my attention back to the Umbreon before me. If that is how it is going to be... I grabbed his tail and pulled back, ramming my cock all the way to the base.

Liam screamed out and his insides clenched down hard. I started and loosened my grip on him. "Crap, sorry. Did I go too far?"

"Nah, just surprised is all. You usually are much more careful when you top me."

The grip on my cock loosened a little and I let out a sigh of relief."Sorry."

"Hey, no need to apologize. Now are you just going to stay still or are you actually going to fuck me?"

Those words were all I needed to hear from him. I slowly pulled my cock halfway out before pushing my way back in. It was nice and tight inside Liam, feeling the squeeze and release of his insides. Every time I pushed back into him he would let out another loud moan, making it echo through the room, and possibly the rest of the house.

After a while, I pulled out completely and flipped Liam onto his back. I put one of his legs onto my shoulder and pushed my way back into him again. He let out a hiss at the re-entry and continued his loud, shameless noises of pleasure. "Aw fuck..."

I started to make my thrusts with more force. An audible slapping noise drowned out the sound of the TV we never really paid attention to. I reached down and wrapped my hand around Liam's bouncing cock and jerked him in time with my thrusts.

All the while. Liam was squirming and moaning under me. If he was close to cumming, I always made sure to slow down or stop to let the buildup die down before starting again. I was never really in a rush when it came to sex. Whenever I took control of our sessions, I usually kept slow to make the sex last longer. Now that I didn't have to worry about being caught, I was more than happy to keep it up for an hour, just to drive Liam wild.

"Alex," Liam pleaded in between breaths, "Please let me cum."

Liam clearly felt that edge of cumming and I wasn't far behind him; I had milked the moment for as long as I could. "Just answer one question: do you want me to come in you or out of you?"

"Come in me, bro."

"As you wish." I slammed into Liam until I came, feeling myself throbbing deep inside him. At the same time, Liam erupted and coated his black fur with his own cum, covering most of his chest and face in it.

The moment slowly drifted from an ecstatic high to an exhausted afterglow. We were both breathing heavily. I leaned down and kissed him tenderly while trying to avoid getting his cum on me. "Come on, let's get you cleaned up."

"Aw, do I have to?"

I pulled Liam off the floor. "At least towel off all the cum on your fur." I watched him walk into the bathroom. With the way that he was walking, it looked like he wanted a round two, but I already felt too spent to do anything right now. Figuring I would take a shower later, I put my underwear back on and sat down on the couch again, reaching out for my now cold rice.

Liam came out a few minutes later and sat down beside me. His chest and face were damp, but the rest of him was not. He didn't even bother to put his underwear back on. "So when do you want to talk to mom and dad about living here permanently?"

"I don't know," I answered, "We should bring it up with them the next time they call at least. If the rent is too high for us to live here, we can look somewhere else where it is cheaper. There should be plenty of cheap places to live around here. I should probably also think about looking for work as well."

"You think you are ready for it?"

"I should be. At the very least I am safe to go out in public if what Master told me is true. I shouldn't be worried about accidentally attacking someone now or causing things to levitate. Granted, as Master says it, my skills are at the level of a child but considering the alternatives, I am taking it as a compliment." I stopped for a moment, "But kids are pretty temperamental looking back on it. Is that what Master means, that I am temperamental? Remember that psychic kid we had back in elementary school, his powers went off constantly, like every other day? What if that is what Master meant and---"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, Alex, I think you're thinking about it too hard. Sure, he compared your control to a child, but you don't have a child mindset. A child doesn't usually think about the consequences of using their powers on others if it comes down to it. I know the kind of person you are, and you are not the kind that would abuse your powers like that."

"But what if--"

Liam stuck a finger over my lips. "Shhh. you are going to be fine. Give yourself more credit. You're just going to be fine. I know you wouldn't have brought it up unless you were certain. We'll go out together tomorrow and look for work. I passed a few places that might be a good fit for you." Liam grabbed the remote. "Now let's pull up a movie or something."

"That sounds great." I said as I leaned on Liam. my head on his chest and one of his arms around me. Back home, doing this anywhere besides our bedrooms would have scared me. but down here, it felt great. I could hug and kiss Liam without worrying about getting caught by anyone in the family. I could just love Liam like I always wanted to do and feel safe doing it. I was sure Liam felt the same.