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I do not own Pokemon.

Author's Note:

More surprises are introduced here. Mature content towards the end, so be warned!

Enjoy ;)

CONFUSION
Chapter Two

Intimate Disaster

Before long, they were both out by the poolside, the sounds of water flowing softly kissing their ears. The stars twinkled overhead, the moon bathing them in pale, white light. The wind toyed with their hair again, sighing in glee. Enrapt in the beauty of it all, May felt the rumble in her stomach disappear and she simply stood there to stare at the constellations. She pushed a few stray strands of hair behind her ear and sighed.

She almost forgot that Drew was there beside her, watching the exact same thing. Yet, he couldn't help but be distracted by something he found far more beautiful than the night itself and it was May. His eyes traveled form her face down to her feet, finding every inch of her beautiful. He felt a queasy feeling grow in his stomach. Wow, he thought. No other girl ever had such an effect on him in his life. The queasy feeling spread and grew more intense. He began to worry. Surely it was a bit too odd to feel so much of that weird queasy feeling? When the queasy feeling escalated to sharp, spasmodic pain, he began to panic.

He clutched at his stomach and doubled up in pain, grunts escaping his lips. He keeled over on the ground, one hand supporting his body weight. He felt as though acid was searing through his stomach. He began to break out in cold sweat, his face almost exactly like the pale reflection of the moon in the water. What is this, he frantically thought. What is this severe pain?

He could feel nothing but the pain and see nothing but darkness that was slowly closing in on him. He felt cold. Then, he felt something grab at his shoulders – something warm; May's hands. He immediately felt better. Never before had he felt so vulnerable and weak and he despised it.

"Drew! Get a hold on yourself!"

His vision focused slowly yet surely as his eyes opened, the pain from his stomach fading away. He managed a weak but assuring smile.

"This isn't a joke, right?" May asked, her hands still tightly holding on to his shoulders as she kneeled in front of him.

"N-no. Mind h-helping me back to the h-hotel?" Drew was surprised at how weak he sounded – and felt. With May's support, they hobbled like drunkards back to the hotel suite where he immediately collapsed on May's side of the bed.

May decided to let him rest for a while whilst she made Mac n Cheese for the both of them. Then, she made instant hot cocoa. When she returned to the room, she was quite surprised to see Drew walking up and down the room in perfect shape.

"Wow, you sure recover fast. What happened?" may asked, astonished as she laid the bowls and mugs down on the dresser table.

"I don't know. All I know is that I felt queasy and then it just turned into severe pain…"

"But you're alright now, right?" May said, sipping lightly on her hot chocolate.

Drew paused to ponder for a while before nodding at May, whom had already sat down on the sofa. He grabbed his own hot chocolate from the dresser and sat down next to her, his mind and body calm albeit the crazed incident at the poolside. He began to sip at the drink slowly.

"Sorry to spoil your night May," Drew spoke, glancing sideways at her. He felt her arm brush against his.

"Nah, it's fine. I brought us out of there anyway."

"Maybe it's cause of that that I got sick!"

"Jerk," May hissed. "Next time that happens, you're bringing your own ass home!"

"Hilarious," Drew said, concluding their conversation.

They both finished their drinks and May reached for the remote to switch on the TV. She then turned so that her body faced Drew and she brought her knees up to her chest, her eyes glued to the TV screen in search of an appropriate channel. They settled for Tom and Jerry. Drew smiled as he heard her soft laughter that reminded him of wind chimes. He couldn't take it anymore. She was just too close for comfort, too beautiful to be left alone that night.

He turned to gaze at her face longingly and brought his fingers to her chin, cupping them gently. May froze, her eyes exploring Drew's eyes. What? She thought. He brought her chin so that her face was directly in front of his and he leaned his face down slowly, breathing in her scent. They both felt their pulses quicken.

"You're so beautiful, May…" Drew whispered, his lips now grazing hers slowly, affectionately.

May shuddered as she heard him say that, her heart pounding in her ears. Did he just call her beautiful? Her lips parted slightly in response to his slight nudging. Rhythmically, their mouths melded together and they kissed passionately for a while. Bolder this time, Drew parted his lips to allow the tip of his tongue to trail the shape of her lips. She tasted like chocolate. His lips moved harder now, beckoning her to open her mouth as well. As she did, their tongues interlocked in a beautiful, affectionate embrace. Drew's hand that had previously been on her chin, had moved to her neck which he rubbed softly. His other hand was encircled around her back. May had her hands on his shoulders which she used to pull him closer to her.

They kissed silently for a while occasionally breaking apart to breathe but continuing even more passionately this time. It was like a dream come true for them. They could now only hope that this wasn't a one night horny fling.

Drew needed to have her now. He just couldn't resist her charm, her appeal! Gently, he lowered May so that she was lying on the sofa, her hair in casual disarray. He continued to kiss her, one hand supporting his weight and another stroking her collarbone. His hand traveled lower to where her halter linked with her blouse. Using the same hand, he brought May's long, slender legs on top of his thighs and he caressed her soft thighs slowly, rubbing small circles in them. May froze and grabbed his hand.

"No, Drew."

She could detect the wavering in her voice that taunted her weak self.

Drew froze as well, his mouth having left hers instantaneously. He sat upright and sighed, ruffling up his hair. What had he done? Had he just taken their relationship too far? He gazed at the girl again, whose legs were still positioned on top of his thighs. May was blushing very hard now, swiping the back of her hand against her bruised lips. She was looking away from Drew.

"May…"

"Sorry, we were just too… Caught up in the moment huh?"

Drew sighed again and shook his head. Then he took one last look at May's luscious thighs and decided to try one last time. He placed his hand on her inner thigh, making May's eyes dart to where his hand was placed. Slowly, he caressed it and moved slowly towards the junction where her legs met.

"Don't tell me you don't want this, May…"

"This relationship is about lust then?" May snapped, not bothering to remove his hands. He felt so good…

"No, May. This is my way of showing how much I… want you."

"Do you love me, Drew?"

"Why do you think I want to make love to you?"

His fingers slipped under her denim shorts and massaged at her pelvis. Then he took his hand out of her shorts and unbuttoned them, pulling them off. Covered by only her underwear, her opening allowed entrance for his curious fingers. May squealed as his fingers delved inside her and her walls tightened around his fingers. She moaned as he stuck in another finger. He pumped his fingers in and out slowly, rhythmically, causing May to buck along with the movement of his fingers, moaning with every buck.

"Oh, Drew…"

She began panting as his fingers played with her bud of pleasure and she began to groan in pure pleasure. Drew watched her as her face contorted in pleasure. She looked extremely beautiful, she did.

Hearing her moan, he decided to be tad bolder and moved his hand to the hem of her halter top. His hand roamed her stomach and then landed on her breast, which he squeezed softly on top of the satin, lacy bra that covered it. May's moans were drowned by his kisses. His hand slipped to her back to unclasp the bra which he tossed to the floor easily and his hand continued to touch her where she loved it most. Then he took her top off, revealing her bare chest. His fingers that were still in her felt her walls tighten considerably and he decided he stopped before she came. His other hand left her opening.

Disappointed, May widened her legs and straddled Drew's hips sideways. He took the hint and carried the top of her body so that she was now sitting on top of him, her legs encircling his hips. He stopped kissing her and yanked his own top off, revealing a fine body with a fine six pack. May's hands roamed his front and massaged his packs, which she felt were rising and falling rapidly thanks to his haggard breathing. Drew moved his head to her neck and suckled on her skin gently. Then his head moved downwards, to her collarbone which he licked affectionately. Then his tongue landed on her nipple and May arched her back backwards, a loud cry escaping her throat.

Drew continued to suckle on her breasts, eliciting loud moans from the pleasured girl whom had begun to buck her hips to his. She had her underwear on and Drew had his jeans, but she could feel the hard bulge in his pants. She rocked her hips against the bulge slowly as he continued to suckle at her nipples.

Drew felt a strong strain in his pants that it hurt. When May had begun to buck against him, he bucked along with her, slowly at first and then harder and faster. He grunted as his lips left her nipple and he panted and laid against the sofa's backrest. May leaned forward against his bare chest, her nipples taut against his bare chest. They both laid like that for a few seconds, trying to regain their composure.

God, what have they done?

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