Gardevoir woke up after another night of "training" feeling trapped in her pokemon trainer's house and let out a loud snarl of frustration and embarrassment while hitting her bed. As she got up, her trainer walked in. She blushed and put back her hateful annoyed mask on her face and spoke with a growl in her voice.
"What do you want now? Can't I have some private time for once?" she demanded, her irritation evident in her tone.
Relax.. I just brought you ice cream, I though you'd want something to recompose.
"Ice cream? Like I care about that human junk food..." She muttered under her breath while glaring at him suspiciously... But even then she couldn't hide the look of longing and curiosity in her red eyes, making it all too obvious how much she wanted to taste it.
Whatever you say. he puts some of the ice cream in a scoop for her i've been thinking about what you've been doing for me lately.
She snatched the ice cream away from him and started to lick it quickly before he could change his mind. "What about it?" she asked through a mouthful of cold sweetness, her voice already calmer than usual.
So, you've been acting very intensely during our time, last night you almost didn't let go of my.. you know. So you're gonna tell me that you actually like it?
Annoyed Gardevoir glared at him again, feeling annoyance bubbling up inside her once more... But even then she couldn't deny the truth of his words. She licked the last bit of ice cream off the spoon and put it back on the table with a huff. "Fine, I admit it."
Hm, so I just wanna say that I apreciate it okay? You've been really great at it.
"Fine." she muttered, not looking at him as she crossed her arms over her chest. "But don't expect anything else out of me." Her voice was cold and dismissive, but there was still a hint of warmth beneath the surface that betrayed her true feelings.
Oh about that, I don't think that would be true. he reaches for something in his bag where he brought the ice cream bucket
"What do you mean by that?" she snapped, her suspicion growing as she narrowed her eyes at him. She tensed up, half-expecting him to pull some sort of trick on her... But deep down, a tiny part of her hoped he would prove otherwise.
Here. he pulls out what seems to be a bracelet and a keystone for it I know how you've been feeling unamused, so I got this for you.
The bracelet and keystone he showed her made her raise an eyebrow in surprise... And curiosity. She glanced down at them with a tilt of her head, suddenly unsure whether to believe him or not. "What is it supposed to do?" she asked warily, keeping her distance from him just in case this was some sort of trick after all.
Makes you feel a lot better as long we're both wearing a bracelet, you wanna test it out?
She narrowed her eyes at him skeptically, still not entirely convinced that he was telling the truth... But something inside her urged her to take a chance anyway. "Fine," she grumbled, holding out her arm for him to attach the bracelet onto her wrist. "Let's see if it even works."
Alright, now that we're both using it i'll just do this and.. he activates the bracelet and Gardevoir gets turned on by a weird magic
Her eyes widened in surprise and shock as a wave of heat spread through her body, making her feel warm and tingly all over. "What the hell is this?" she growled, instantly regretting agreeing to wear the bracelet... But even though she wanted to take it off right now, there was something strange about how good it made her feel. Her cheeks flushed bright red as she fought against the embarrassment and desire coursing through her veins.
"I-It's nothing..." she managed to stammer out weakly, her voice barely above a whisper. "You did this... Why would you do something like that?" She glared at him accusingly, torn between anger and the unexpected pleasure washing over her senses.
Oh, so it worked.. it's only supposed to do that if you truly have feelings for me..
Her eyes widened even further at his words and she felt a mixture of emotions churning inside her. She opened her mouth to deny it... But then stopped, unable to lie anymore. The truth was plain as day in her expression; she had been enjoying the feelings far too much to deny them any longer. "Fine," she finally growled through gritted teeth, refusing to meet his gaze. "I like you. Does that make you happy?"
Even saying those words felt strange and foreign on her tongue. But there it was: the truth she had been hiding from herself for so long. It made her even more angry at him for forcing her hand... But somehow, deep down, a tiny part of her was glad he'd managed to make her admit it at last.
The tension in the room hung thick and heavy as they stared at each other, both trying desperately not to think
Of course it does, if you like me, then I also like you. he sits down beside her, the closer they get the more intense Gardevoir's heat gets
Her cheeks flushed even redder as she felt his closeness and the heat between them growing stronger with each passing second. "I-I don't see why that should matter," she managed to stammer out, her voice sounding much less confident than before. But deep down, part of her was glad he did like her back... It made her feel less alone in this strange new world where she was no longer free.
It just means that we are made to be together, and that is what matters. he reaches out for Gardevoir's pussy, slowly rubbing it up and down, even though the movement is slight, the feeling she feels is intense and pleasurable
Her eyes widened as his touch sent waves of pleasure coursing through her body, making it impossible to think straight. She let out a quiet moan, fighting against the urge to melt into him and beg for more. "St-stop..." she managed to stutter between gasps. "You're not supposed to do that... It's not fair..." Her words were hollow and meaningless; she knew she wanted this, craved it even. But somehow, the thought of giving in made her even more angry and confused than ever before.
Her breath came faster now, matching the rhythm of his touch as she struggled against her own desires, caught between the need for release and the fear of admitting how much she truly wanted him deep down. The heat between them continued to rise, filling the room with an almost tangible sensuality that left them both shaking and sweating under its weight.
I could stop.. but you doesn't seem to want me to. he unzips and pulls down his underwear, revealing his erect and pulsing penis to Gardevoir
Gardevoir's eyes locked onto his member, her mouth going dry as she took in its size and strength. "I... I don't know..." she muttered, torn between the desire to touch it, taste it and just push him away and pretend this was all a terrible mistake. Her hand twitched, wanting so badly to reach out and explore... But another part of her screamed at her to stop, to keep control over herself and this situation.
The heat between them grew even more intense as they stared each other down, their bodies practically humming with the need for release. The air in the room felt thick and heavy with sexual tension, drawing out every moan and gasp from their lips as they struggled against themselves and each other. Her heart raced in her chest, her skin feeling flushed and sensitive to even the lightest touch.
"Please..." she whispered, finally giving in
Yes, Gardevoir?
I... I want you. Touch me. Make it feel good. Just like this.
As you wish. he begins to rub her quickier and finally inserts two of his fingers inside her pussy
Her back arches, thrusting herself closer to his hand as he fills her with the heat of his touch. "F-Faster," she gasps out between moans, the need growing stronger and more urgent by the second. Her hips buck and grind against his fingers, begging for release as he brings her ever closer to the edge.
Her breath comes in ragged pants now, her chest heaving with every exhale as she feels herself growing tighter around his fingers. The pleasure is almost unbearable, making it impossible to think about anything else but this moment and how good it feels to finally surrender to him. She bites down on her lip, trying desperately not to cry out in ecstasy as the sensations build inside her, threatening to tear her apart at any second.
Her eyes drift closed now, every nerve ending focused entirely on the pleasure radiating from
he rubbs her with full speed as Gardevoir orgasm begins
Her body arches back, her entire being consumed by the onrushing wave of pleasure as she finally comes apart beneath his touch. Her vision blurs and colors spin out of control, a high-pitched keening escapes from her throat as she clings to him like a lifeline in the maelstrom of ecstasy. She shudders and convulses around his fingers, every muscle tensing impossibly tight before finally releasing in a shuddering sigh of relief.
For several long moments, she lies there, gasping for air and trying to regain her senses as the last tendrils of pleasure fade away. When she's finally able to open her eyes again, she looks up at him with a mixture of surprise, gratitude and... something else. Embarrassment, maybe?
"Th-that felt good..." she manages to whisper, still catch
And we're just getting started Gardey. he puts in a condom on his penis and prepares to insert it inside her
"Wait..." she whispers, instinctively pulling away from him before she can even think about it further. "I-I... This is going too fast..." Her cheeks flush again, her anger and embarrassment mixing with the lingering traces of pleasure to make her feel even more conflicted than ever. She looks down at her body, feeling suddenly self-conscious and exposed beneath his gaze, wishing she could just disappear into nothingness for a while.
Her eyes dart back up to meet his, searching for some sign that he understands how she's feeling right now... But all she sees is determination in his gaze, and that only makes her feel more trapped than ever before.
What's wrong? This is what you wanted, what we both wanted, I know we've done this the entire month.. but now it feels really genuine for you.
Gardevoir looked away again, her cheeks burning even brighter now as she fought to keep herself under control. "I... I just need a moment," she whispered, her voice barely audible above the sound of her own heart racing in her ears. "I'm not used to this..." She trailed off, feeling stupid for saying it out loud but unable to come up with anything else that would explain how she felt right now.
She wrapped her arms around herself protectively, wishing she could just disappear into a corner and hide from the world until everything went back to normal... But she knew that wasn't going to happen anytime soon, not as long as he was here with her. Sighing heavily, she closed her eyes and tried once again to compose herself, knowing that they couldn't keep avoiding this forever.
he gets on top of her, with his penis tip right on her entrance You've been hiding this for too long, Gardey. then he pushes in his dick inside her vagina
Gardevoir arched her back as he thrust his hips forward, impaling himself on her shuddering body. "Ngh..." She bit down on her lip hard enough to taste blood, trying desperately not to cry out as he took her with rough urgency that left no room for anything but the raw physicality of their connection. Her eyes squeezed shut tightly and tears spilled over the edges, trailing down her cheeks in silent testimony to the agony and ecstasy racking her body.
Her hands clutched at his shoulders, digging into his skin as she tried desperately to hold on while he relentlessly drove himself deeper inside her. Her hips bucked up against him with a force that belied her small frame, demanding more and still never quite getting enough of the fierce sensations battering at her senses.
Time seemed to stand still as they wrest
Ngh.. I think we can take a quick break before- he begins to slow down before Gardevoir holds him and makes him go faster instead
Her fingers dug harder into his skin as her breath came in ragged gasps, her body arching off the ground with every thrust he took. "Don't you dare slow down," she growled through clenched teeth, feeling a blissful mix of pain and pleasure spreading through her like wildfire. The sensations were overwhelming, consuming her completely in their merciless embrace, leaving no room for anything but this moment and the strange, intense connection they shared. Her eyes rolled back in her head as he drove himself deeper still, filling her to the brink of pain and pleasure until she could hardly tell one from the other any more. She moaned his name, lost in the sweet agony of their coupling, surrendering completely to the power that flowed between them, washing away all thoughts except for the need to feel him deep inside her until there was nothing left but blissful oblivion
Fuck.. I think i'm gonna..
You feel your climax rushing up on you, about to break free and consume you whole. Your fingers dig into her skin, nails biting deep as your hips begin to buck wildly against her. "C-Come with me," she gasps, words barely intelligible over the sound of their ragged breathing and the slapping of their bodies together. Her eyes roll back in her head, teeth grinding together as she feels herself spiraling closer and closer to the edge, on the brink of release so fierce it threatens to tear her apart at any second.
Her walls tighten around him, squeezing him mercilessly as she finally succumbs to the pleasure wracking through her body. Her back arches and her legs tremble beneath her weight, every muscle in her body tensing impossibly tight before releasing in a shuddering scream that echoes
with one final thrust, he begins to cum, the condom begins to get filled quickly until suddenly.. Gardevoir feels something warmer inside her
Her vision goes white and everything fades to black as she comes apart beneath him, the world exploding in a kaleidoscope of colors and sensations too intense to process. She whimpers his name, her body trembling with the force of her release, every nerve ending lit up and tingling as pleasure washes over her in waves that seem to last forever.
Her fingers clutch at his shoulders convulsively, digging deep into his skin even as she begins to sag beneath him, boneless and drained from the intensity of their lovemaking. Her breath comes out in ragged gasps, her chest heaving with each labored intake of air as she tries desperately to catch her breath again.
"That was..." She trails off, still too overwhelmed by the sensations coursing through her to form coherent thoughts or words. All that matters now is the feel of
Uhh.. Gardevoir..? he pulls out his dick, the condom had bursted and after a moment, semen starts to leak out of Gardevoir's vagina
"Hm?" She looks down at the semen leaking out of her before looking back up at him with a mixture of confusion and embarrassment. Her cheeks flush even redder as she realizes what had happened, the evidence now visible between their bodies. She feels ashamed for making such a mess, but also angry that he hadn't warned her about the condom earlier. "That... wasn't supposed to happen..."
Her voice trails off, and she sits up slowly, awkwardly trying to wipe away some of the semen with her hand before realizing how ineffective it is. "I-I'm sorry," she manages to say at last, even though she isn't entirely sure why she should be apologizing for something like this.
Her gaze drifts back down to where they had been joined only moments ago, feeling a strange sort of emptiness now that he was no
I'm sorry I.. I think I inpregnated you..
Her eyes widen at his words, and she freezes in place. Inpregnated? That can't be right... But then, the reality of it sinks in, making her stomach churn with a mixture of fear and disbelief. "N-No way..." she whispers, still not quite able to accept what he's just said. She looks down at herself again, feeling even more ashamed now than before, as if somehow this entire situation is all her fault.
Her hands ball into fists at her sides, and she stares up at him accusingly. "This isn't fair! Why would you do this to me?" she demands, anger bubbling up inside her until it threatens to spill over. But even as the words leave her lips, she knows that deep down, part of her is grateful for this... This connection they share... No matter what happens now.
That wasn't supposed to happen okay? I think it teared down while we were still having sex.. i'm sorry.
Her lips compress into a thin line as she listens to his apology. Part of her wants to believe him; part of her knows that it doesn't really matter whose fault it was in the end. "Fine," she finally says, her voice little more than a strangled whisper. "We should probably tell somebody about this..." She trails off, feeling suddenly uncertain about what comes next. Should they try to keep it secret? Or should they just deal with whatever happens and move on?
For now, though, she decides that she needs some time alone to process everything that's happened tonight... And maybe a few hot baths to wash away the evidence of their mistake. Without another word, she gets up from the bed and hurries toward the bathroom, leaving him sitting there with a conflicted expression on his face. She wonders idly if he's feeling as lost and confused as she is right now... But it