Hill Top Zone. Known primarily for the crystalline caverns that lie just below, many don't tend to appreciate the rugged, teal mountain range that spread across the landscape. From the thick spruce trees that dotted the area, to the living vines that made bridges across gaps… all of it was interesting to Varium.

The cat, wearing a light, loose-fitting outfit, strolled down the well-worn paths of Hill Top, his purple fur flowing and changing shape with the wind. He took notes of his surroundings as he continued forward, writing down small details into a journal. Occasionally, he'd snap pictures of the different flora that he spotted along the way.

As he neared the stony peak of the hill he was on, he looked down at the camera he had strung around his neck. Scrolling through the past photos he'd The taken, he couldn't whole help but still feel worried. As far as he was concerned, the trip lied at the peak of this mountain. But as he neared closer, he heard… music?

Varium looked up the trail. At it's end, a campsite had been set up, a small fire roaring in the center. Off to the side, a van, motor running with the radio turned on. A wolf sat out the back of the trunk, dressed in neon garb and scrolling through his phone.

The cats heart sunk. The views he planned on capturing. The tranquility of nature he now had ruined, and what about…

"H-hey!" Varium shouted, trying to get the wolf's attention. "Have you seen any flowers around here?"

The meek voice barely caught the attention of the royal purple canine, his ear flickering before looking up at the unexpected visitor entering his campsite He crawled into the van quickly, turning the radio down while haphazardly putting stuff away as he went.

Opening the driver door and walking out from there, the wolf approached the cat. "One more time?" He asked in a gentle voice. All he hoped was this wasn't some sort of ranger or zone cop.

"Oh uhh…" the amethyst furred cat started, pulling out his own phone and pulling up a picture of a flower, with yellow petals that morphed into a brilliant blue on the tips. "Have you seen anything like this around?"

The canine took the phone into his hand, inspecting the picture carefully before handing it back "doesn't ring a bell, I'm afraid. But if you're looking for it around here, go for it! could use the company after all."

The amethyst feline tried to digest the news, giving the benefit of the doubt to the fact he was allowed to look, rather than the void filling his stomach from the fact none were in eyesight. Beginning to looking around the rugged cliffside, the panicked searching contrasted with the lax wolf, who cracked open a cooler and pulled out a small slab of meat, still scrolling through his phone.

"Hey uhh, whats-your-name" he shouted out.

"Varium," the cat replied, not stopping his search"

"Varium… right, do you want dinner? The sun's setting soon"

Varium looked down at his own phone once more. He had spent so much time on the way up he barely realized it was already almost 7 pm. His stomach rumbled at the thought that he hadn't eaten since morning.

"Uhhhh…. Sure, why not," the cat replied, moving from the current bush he was looking around to the next. "...what's your name, then?"

"Brandon! But you can call me Bran, or Mutt, or really whatever," the wolf replied, starting to focus on the cooking. He pulled a few items out of his car, and began cutting the meat and seasoning it. As he worked, he spoke up again. "So what exactly is so important about that flower huh? Never seen someone so frantic about one."

Varium froze, his long, slim tail puffing up. He needed an excuse. "Well. Uhh… it's…. I'm a collector" he finally decided on. "I've been researching this flower for weeks now, it has a very rare property to it that i would like to experiment with,"

"Researching? Experiments? You sound more like a scientist than a collector," Brandon responded, as he dumped the cubed meats into a skillet, heating over the open flame.

"W-well…" Varium was panicking. He needed a diversion. "What brings you out here? You don't seem like the type to be out in the middle of nowhere."

Now it was the wolf's turn to word carefully. Most wouldn't be too excited to hear they were in the vicinity of a pickpocket. "Well i mean, i live outta this rust-bucket. Every so often i just get tired of seeing the same old scenery day in day out, so I'll get myself some groceries and go out of zone for a bit…. Get to camp out, don't have to worry about people bothering me, all that jazz"

Varium sighed, getting up from his spot. "Well, i guess i can't blame you… all i can blame are the florums for bad intel."

Brandon let out an ugly sound trying to contain his laughter. "The florums? What exactly are those?" 

"Flora forums, places where people go to talk about flowers!" Varium replied, the vaguest tinge of hurt sensitivity in his voice.

"Sorry, sorry…" the wolf conceded, still trying to lightly stifle his giggles. "I usually don't hang out with people as nerdy as you, is all."

"Hey!"

"That's not a bad thing, man! Most nights I'm surrounded by douchebags who make every guy or girl myself into a target, it's nice knowing I'm not fucking with that tonight" he replied.

Rinsed potatoes were added to the pan just as the feline decided to sit by the fire, his face glum. "This isn't the trip I expected, if I'm being honest."

Brandon looked at the depressed cat next to him, unsure of what the correct response is when comforting a random stranger. Sure, he had his fair share of escapades that didn't go great but….

"...Sometimes you gotta just enjoy a trip for a trip, you know?" The royal purple wolf muttered, knowing it's advice he rarely took himself. "It seems like you at least had a good time getting up here, and i wouldn't consider eating a homecooked meal with a view like this a bad thing… unless you wanna hurt my feelings, that is."

The cat managed to chuckle from the last remark, "No no, you've been pretty nice afterall, i guess i shouldn't complain,"

Varium sighed, wistfully staring off into the distance. The sun had now set a considerable amount, the sky going from its usual clear blue to a purple-pink mix, the sun a burnt orange in the horizon behind the purple duo. As Brandon served the meal on paper plates, Varium would barely notice his.

"You know…." Brandon said, taking a fork to his food. "If you need, you're more than able to crash with me tonight, look for that special flower tomorrow when you got a bit more spirit in you."

Varium looked back at the van Brandon had supposedly been sleeping in. Opened up, the trunk barely fit a queen mattress, and beyond that the rest of the vehicle's floor was covered in electronics, a few articles of clothing, and a bong tucked into the back corner. 

"N-not exactly my cup of tea but i appreciate the offer," the cat replied.

"Oh come on, it's not that bad once you get cozy i-"

"Wait!" The cat yelled, the loudest the wolf had heard him thus far.

The feline got on all fours, crawling toward the car. He couldve sworn he saw it, he knew that was not just a fluke. Getting near underneath the tire, he was proven correct. "YES! THE HILLY HYACINTH" he screamed out, his voice cracking ever so slightly as he dug out a small pot from his backpack. 

It was gonna be a rough transition for the flower, it had already started to wilt slightly from the lack of sun, but moving it to the pot should fix that. Carefully, making sure the fragile petals don't touch the undercarraige, he dug a hole around the plant, slowly lifted the flower and it's root ball into the pot, and slid the whole thing out. 

Brandon himself felt a pang of guilt, watching the cat pull what seemed to be his life goal out from under his careless parking, but that feeling disappated seeing the nerdy smile the feline had plastered on his face. The cat ran back to the campfire, picking up his food and suddenly eating with a voracious appetite. He felt accomplished.

"So… now that you have it, what's so special about this plant?" Brandon asked once more, looking it over. Sure it was a pretty plant, but he's seen tons similar to it.

"Well, i uhh…. It's kind of an embarrassing reason. I feel like you're gonna judge me for it" Varium replied, unable to make eye contact.

The wolf could hear the  guilt and shame within the amethyst's voice. He had been around enough individuals in the past that were closeted about some kink or another, either due to trauma or simply feeling it too lewd. Carefully, he crafted his response to the cat. "Listen, i know sensitivity and all that stuff is big for some people, but there's literally nothing you could tell me that would turn me sour unless it's actively hostile… plus, I'm definitely the only person around for miles, and I doubt you have plans to go to any clubs or anything so… you're safe."

Varium stayed silent for a moment, in contemplation. Does he dare reveal such a stupid thing? I mean… even if he said something about it there wouldn't be much Brandon could do anyway. Putting down his plate once more, the cat spoke,

"Well… i do have florakinesis. Any plant I interact with I can manipulate. For example…" 

The cat leaned down, touching the grass by their feet. Blade by blade, all the grass in the root system stood at attention, creating a vein like effect through the roots. A shift of his hand, and the grass produced a stick dropped from one of the nearby trees, and gently pushed it closer and closer to it's master.

"This power has always had it's interesting side effects and doodads that come up, but recently, I've found that there is a certain protein in some plants that makes them well… a bit more sentient."

The cat's cheeks had flushed a deep red by this point, a small tent growing in his shorts as he tried not to think about the lewd thoughts that have been occasionally passing through his brain all morning, now flooding through his system against his better judgement… and then the wolf started laughing.

"Varium, I basically whore myself out for a living. Don't feel embarrassed, especially about such a cool power!" He said, flashing a bright smile. It was almost like the sexuality of the situation was lost on him, before he started playing with the flower. 

"So what's this one supposed to dooooo?~" he asked in a teasing manner.

"W-well. I'm not entirely sure. Every plant I've used has had a different effect but I haven't been able to determine a pattern yet…"

Brandon leaned forward a bit, a devious smile on his face. "...Wanna find out?"

"...Maybe"

In an instant, Brandon started stripping. He hadn't had a partner since he got to the campsite, and deflowering a flower definitely sounded exciting compared to the usual sex life he led. But just as he was about to take off his thong, he looked over and realized the cat had barely taken off anything.

Varium was frozen, watching the wolf take off clothes like it was nothing, and as the nearly nude wolf got up and sat next to him, he'd flinch as the bare fur touched his own. 

"Hey, if there's anything you need, just say so. I'm wanting to make sure this is a good situation for you, and want you to have fun."

Varium nodded silently, before looking down at his clothes. "I-i… just…. Do you mind helping take it off?"

The canine grinned, slowly grabbing at the hem of the feline's shirt, and slowly pulling up. "I see, you just need a leading hand… first time?~"

"N-no! I just… usually…"

Brandon pulled the shirt over Varium's head gently "what, you saying a cooked meal isn't buying ya dinner?"

"N-no, it's not that… i just… have never done something this spontaneous. This is all really fast for me."

"...do you wanna stop?"

"N-no, it just… doesn't feel real." Varium replied.

"Well, i know one thing that could make it feel real~" brandon teased, pulling the string of his neon green thong *just* enough for his dick to pop out. Still getting erect, the red rocket slowly poured out from his sheath, golden piercings lining the rod.

Varium had never seen such a sight, it caught him dead in his tracks. Just imagining the pain of getting those in and how they must feel for brandon… or how they'd feel for him. The cold metal seemed tantalizing, but would-

"Hey~" Bran said in a low voice

"W-what?" Varium replied, before immediately letting out a yelp and recoiling his hand. 

All the thoughts in his head distracted him from the fact that he reached out and touched the piercings. His face went crimson once more before he felt two teasing fingers at the drawstring of his shorts. 

"Hey, I don't mind, but at least let me return the favor~" the canine continued, slowly pulling down the cat's shorts and briefs until they lost grip of the twink's thighs and dropped to the ground.

Varium felt vulnerable and submissive. His 5 incher paling in comparison to the confident wolf's 7 incher. He watched his own throb and twitch with every beat of his heart, before the wolf grabbed his hand.

"Hey, remember, we don't gotta do anything together. Just testing out these plants, right?"

"R-right…" the cat replied. 

The cat did his best to swallow his fear. Who knows what could happen under his powers, but looking at the wolf next to him… he strangely felt safe. He knelt down, reaching his hand out to the Hyacinth. He concentrated, focused…. And gently laid 2 fingers at the base of the plant, before retracting his hand.

The two stared at the plant for a few seconds, wondering how the plant would react… and yet it laid dormant. Unmoving, unwavering. Varium had almost let out a sigh of defeat, before the flowers' stems slowly grew, the flowers themselves starting to act prehensile. They acted like they were seeking something out, before catching a whiff of the wolf. Immediately, one of the flowers lunged for him, wrapping itself tightly around his stiff member. 

Brandon groaned out. He'd been used to some rougher partners, but this flower was practically trying to milk his cock, swallowing everything except for the knot in velvety, warm petals. He couldn't help himself, his back giving out as his arms fell against the packed earth making up the campground. His tongue hung from his mouth as he tried to gain recomposure, but to no avail.

Varium watched the entire sight take place in a matter of seconds, before the plant found it's second target. He knew of plants that would greedily enter someone's rear, but wasn't ready to be on the giving end of things. He let out a tiny, high-pitched whine as the plant engulfed his cock, a petal drooping down to slowly tease at his nuts, prepping them as much as the plant could to make sure it got it's fill.

Brandon, still panting but finally able to think again, looked over at the cat, watching the mewling feline thrust his hips into the flower he once was putting such care into. The wolf tried to move over to tease the cute boy a bit harder, but the inch he sidled was more than enough to trigger the plant to grab the wolf by his ankles, spreading them far apart to keep movement to a minimum. 

"F-fuck dude, how long does th-this stuff usually l-last for?" The wolf tried to enunciate, his words barely coherent between his panting breath.

The cat tried to respond, but all that left his mouth was moaning, the words melting away on his tongue into an untranslatable mush. It was all so much for him, his body trembled and shivered with each all too sensitive plap of the flower against his hilt. He could feel his body working up to orgasm already, but was trying his best to hold off.

The attempts were futile. Within minutes, the duo would watch as the high pitched, almost girly moan of varium led to the plant gulping down rope after rope of semen, the forceful blows pushing against the walls of the stem before travelling their way down to the base of the plant. 

Brandon watched in awe, his own member starting to approach climax. "I think… i can hold…." He stated, before the petals opened wide, barely covering anything except the tip, and swallowed the wolf's knotted member whole.

"Nngh… fuck, I'm cumming, I'm cumming!"

He balled his fists and let out a low growl, as his own torrent of seed filled his flower. Collapsing against the floor, catching his breath, the purple duo made eye contact once more, as the flowers went from a rough milking to a soft, in-between round suckle. Finally able to think without the flood of pleasure, the two shared a friendly snicker with eachother.

"Well… guess you're gonna enjoy this flower then, huh?" Brandon replied, before going back to focusing on breathing.

"Yeah… i… will have to take… good care of it…. Water… it daily….." varium replied, his voice still trembling.

"Well, if you need help with that, let me know~" brandon replied.

"It's not like…. It's giving… a choice…." Varium said, before his head hit the ground, letting the plant take over for round 2.

The night continued in a similar fashion. As nightfall covered the range, Brandon and Varium were still tied into the flower, though now much more desensitized. Sitting on the end of the trunk, Brandon took a hit from his bong, as Varium wrote about the "interesting properties" of the Hilly Hyacinth. As the cat hit the post, he looked at the time, 11:20 pm.

"Hey Bran… you mind if i stay the night, actually?" The feline asked, "I know I said no earlier but I don't feel like going back down to my car in the dead of night…"

Brandon wrapped an arm around Varium, giggling slightly before giving a kiss on the cheek. "If you honestly think you could've gotten me out of this flower before tomorrow morning, I'm not sure if the flower or I would beat you up harder!"

Varium gave a small chuckle, before lying his head back on the mattress, his member still being toyed with. As he looked through the windows on either side, at the hundreds of stars in the distance…

…he wondered if maybe the mobile life would be for him after all~