Once again, just a warning, they have sex but I'm not describing it. I stop at second base…you know, I don't think I even go to second base in this.
…And in real life I don't play baseball.
Made
The strangest scent hit his nose when he woke up. His eyes shut and he breathed deep, something good pouring into his lungs, so delicious he only breathed out so he could take another breath in. The warmth came a moment later, the same length as him, pressed close to his every curve. One of his arms had fallen around it, and he pulled it closer, breathing in again. It was very subtle, hardly there, and it agitated him to no end. He wanted more of it. He wished it was stronger, hoping that the extra strength would give him some satisfaction. It didn't seem to work, and he pushed his face into the tickling, good smelling substance.
And then she giggled, wriggling away and pinching his upper arm lightly. Her green eyes smiled up at him as she rolled out of his bed, putting her chin on his comforters. "What was that about, you dork? I've been waiting for the past three hours for you to wake up! It's midnight already. I woke up at nine, but I didn't know it was nine. I went to try and find people, but nobody was home and I'm pretty sure your mom's asleep and I didn't want to wake her up. I feel a lot more energized too. I think that the everstone thing gave me energy, that or leveling up really helps. Do you feel energetic? Because you didn't level up, so if you're energetic we'll know it was the everstone."
"I'm energetic." He grinned. Ash pushed himself up so he was sitting, then scooted forward so his legs hung over the side of the bed. She stood straighter, looking up at him, bouncing on the tips of her toes. "Probably not in the same way you are though."
He bent forward and kissed her, and she kissed back. She smiled widely against his lips, staying like that for a while. Until Ash's hands came up under her arms, pulling her up and holding her a few inches above the ground. He didn't seem to notice much, despite her shocked gasp and lack of response as his lips slid to her neck instead. Her legs kicked in the air a little bit, and she grabbed his wrists, squeezing them tight to remind him what he was doing. He paid no attention, switching to the other side of her neck. And, sighing and figuring he'd come to his senses, she dropped her head back and stared at the ceiling.
"Ash," she murmured. "I'm not participating. It's a little awkward for you to hold me above the floor like this."
"Hmm?" He pulled away, then laughed a bit, setting her back down on the floor next to him. "Sorry, I don't know what's up with me today. You've probably got some of that attract scent left over. You smell really good, makes me want to…" He blushed. "Uh, kiss you. It makes me really want to kiss you, and I lose my head a bit. I'll try not to be so…I'll try to not pick you up off the floor and not make out with you when you aren't kissing back because that's probably some form of rape, and I like you so I don't want to rape you. Not that I don't want to have sex with you. I mean, wait! I don't want…well, not like that, but I like you a lot so I mean, if you want to…even though that's not the only thing I'm after-"
"Calm down," she giggled, jumping up on the bed beside him. "Really, Ash, it's only sex."
"Only sex! What do you mean only sex! It's sex! It's the thing everybody wants to do! That's all anyone ever thinks about! It's constantly in your head! Everything is just one giant innuendo! It's some kind of conspiracy!" He was throwing his arms around, talking like there were was some kind of conspiracy around them. "It's like my mom is always cooking sexy stuff for dinner. Chocolate strawberries! Who makes chocolate strawberries if they aren't going to have sex later? Nobody! Nobody, that's who! If you make chocolate strawberries you're planning on getting naked later!"
She laughed. "Oh, and it's everyone who thinks this way? Are you sure it's not just you?"
"What? You haven't noticed?"
That brought the flush to her cheeks. The laughter died instantly, and she stared into her lap, fiddling with her hands and clearing her throat loudly, as if the embarrassment could be coughed up. "Well, of course I have. Everyone has some. But I think about other stuff than just sex. It's different because I'm not taking those pills anymore, so I might have a little more than average, sort of a side effect after taking them for so long. Besides-" She turned a shade darker. "-I've got a guy to think about now. I haven't ever had one of those before. Plus, my guy is a big, strapping young Eggborn boy."
He grinned, sitting up straighter. "So you think I'm sexy?"
"I wouldn't stay with an ugly boy, would I?" She giggled, punching his shoulder playfully. "Don't you think a good looking girl with outrageous bloodlines like mine has standards? 'Rich girls don't marry poor boys,' as Daisy from The Great Gatsby says, not to be confused with Daisy Yawa. Though I guess we might have to make an exception this time. I mean, look at me! I'm gorgeous, young, graceful, smart, perfect in every way plus I'm sure we've got some money tucked away from our once-upon-a-time gym. Compared to you, I might as well be richer than Dawn and prettier than all my sisters put together."
He growled, "Oh yeah?" and she found herself squealing as he pinned her, the two wrestling playfully on the bed. She was only the slightest bit annoyed that Ash spent a lot of the time attempting to kiss her, and she had to keep smacking him to keep him away. She managed to keep herself from shouting when he groped her through her shirt, not that it did much help as she tossed him off of her, hitting the floor with a bang that made the house shake and had Mrs. Ketchum shouting at them from down the hallway.
"Sorry ma'am!" Misty chimed, dropping her gaze to glare at Ash. "Dammit, what the hell was that? I don't know what's been up with you tonight! You've never been this insistent before and I can't believe you just freaking fondled me. I thought we had a nice relationship. I thought you tested the waters before you just went and grabbed things that aren't yours? I know the stupid thing where all boys think about it sex all the time and you're all out for nothing but sex, but you're not like this, Ash. It's like you've lost all the control you had just an hour ago!" She cocked her head to the side, noticing his shamed face. "What's going on, Ash?"
"I don't know." He moaned and dropped his head to his hands. "Misty, I'm so, so sorry! I can't help myself! It's like the stupid Attract attack you did earlier! You just…you're really pretty tonight and…Misty, all I can think about is having sex with you right now! I don't know why! It's never been this bad before! I've wanted to for a really long time but now it's suddenly all that matters and I don't know why. I mean, puberty doesn't hit in just five minutes, right? I really like you. I really…I really love you and I've wanted to for a really long time, but I'm supposed to wait until I get married."
Her face wrinkled, her head cocking to the side. "Why? That doesn't make any sense."
"Yeah it does. You're supposed to because you're only supposed to have sex with one person."
"Why?"
"Because it shows that they're special."
"But kissing someone means they're special, and you've kissed people. Does that make them less special?"
"Yeah, because having sex is even more special."
"Why?"
"Because it feels better."
"Only if you're good at it. It still doesn't make sense. You can have lots of special people you want to have sex with. Pokémon do. Pokémon barely ever have one special partner, but lots of them. Doesn't mean that pokémon love any less. And we're pokémon, technically, because we're Eggborns. Plus, what if we live three hundred years or something? What if I get bored after the first two hundred? I'm pretty sure people aren't supposed to live that long, so, you know, there might be different rules involved. Like having sex before we're married. Besides, it seems like a pretty big commitment, dedicating your life forever and ever to one person."
"It is."
She grinned, standing up on his bed. "Besides, with the state you're in you probably won't hold out until you're married at all."
"Will too!" he argued. And the second the words were out of his mouth, his yelped. Both hands slammed over the open thing, and he shut his eyes tight, shaking his head. The last thing he needed was her tempting him, when every movement was twisted into some provocative action in his hormone addled mind. And it was those hormones that pried his eyes open, though he had hoped desperately that they would stay closed.
Slowly, probably mimicking some girl she saw on the television, she swung her hips to an imaginary rhythm, taking out her rubberband and shaking her head. Her suspenders came next. Two soft thuds as each one hit the bed. She forget how to breathe, then, her chest so tight she was sure she had to be holding her breath. In the dim light from the full moon she could see his pupils dilate, to the point where the had swallowed up the brown. Next came the shirt, not nearly so much in the rhythm anymore, a needful, careless act as she dropped it to the floor. Her hips stopped swaying soon after that, and she slipped her arms out of her bra straps, turning it around so her trembling fingers could unsnap the bra and fling that to the far side of the room.
He tackled her, the two rolling until she had him pinned. Their lips collided, the two slamming together with moans and gasps. She bit his bottom lip gently, then kissed him long and slow, shaking as his hands traveled up her sides. Her found her breasts and she stopped the kiss, gasping, dropping her lips to his neck and gripping his hands. Something was different this time, something that set every nerve on fire, that left her and him panting in the stale air that suddenly seemed a hundred times hotter.
"Take your shirt off," she whispered breathlessly, kissing his neck softly. "Don't stop. Take it off."
He closed his eyes, toes curling in his shoes, breath ragged. "Misty, oh Mew, Misty, I want to. I want to but I can't. If I start doing this now there's no way I'm going to be able to stop. It can't happen like this. It's supposed to be special. We're supposed to be on our honeymoon in some beautiful island with rose petals on the bed and somebody playing the harp in the corner like those corny romantic movies my mom always watches. That's what people do! They don't just lose their virginities in some mundane place in the middle of the night!"
She laughed, twisting her head so she was eye to eye with him. "You spend way too much time with your mom. Normal people get caught up in the moment, get lost in the passion and they just…" Her eyes fluttered closed and she gently touched her lips to his. "You just start kissing, sweetie, and then it just gets hotter and hotter until you have to take all your clothes and start kissing absolutely everywhere-"
He kissed her again, hands gripping the breasts they had never left, and she moaned. She pulled away, only for a moment, and whispered, "If you don't want to go that far, I won't let you. We'll just kiss for a while, Ash. We'll just kiss until it gets light out or…or until your mom comes in and pulls us off. Or maybe until we go to sleep."
He pecked her lips. "I love you, Misty."
"I love you too, Ash." She felt herself growing breathless as she moved to the hem of his shirt, lifting it slowly. "And I really love doing this."
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(Our trainers are in heat,) Pikachu explained to the small crowd of pokémon.
Aoko blinked, putting one ear flat out to the side in her curiosity. (If they're hot can't we just get them an ice cube?)
(Oh, no. It's not that kind of hot, sweetling. See, when you get older you have things called hormones. These hormones are what make you grow. In your case, you'll be bleeding every month. In a boy's case, certain things begin getting bigger. Now, those things that get bigger become very appealing to your during this hormonal time, which is a period we like to call puberty. It's during this time when you really want to have something called "sex". Now sex is plenty of fun, and it's how you make babies. Just like you bleed once a month, once a month you'll want to have sex even more than usual. When you want to have sex, you release a pretty smell that lets the boys know that you're ready to mate. Then they make more testosterone, which is their smell, and you want to have sex even more. And then you do, and it's very, very wonderful. And, if you're lucky, you get an egg.)
The little eevee beamed at Glaceon. ('Kay.)
"Ash and Misty, right?" Meowth asked, stroking his chin thoughtfully. "Huh. Makes you wonda though, doesn't it? See, the two should have been feelin' like dis once a month, if dey're both Eggborns, but dey never done sometin like dis before. So what's changed da two of dem so dey want to finally get it on wit one anoder? So maybe dey…well, maybe dey're bodies are finally ready to have babies. Maybe it's da girl's first time. Dat's da only way I could tink of dat da two would suddenly decide ta make a baby."
(I'm glad Mama's been gettin' busy,) Aoko chimed, bouncing to her feet and chasing her tail. (I hope she does make an egg. She doesn't have me anymore, even though she thinks she does. Baby eevees grow up real fast. I'm all ready to strike out on my own! I can't wait until I get a trainer and I can go on adventures. Is the world as exciting as the movies make it out to be, Glace? Are there really all those big oceans and buildings and trees and mountains and are the battles really that exciting?)
(I don't know, little one. The world is wonderfully exciting, but I don't battle. I do contests.)
She sat and stared up at her, eyes wide. (What are those?)
(They're battles that make you look pretty.)
Her little jaw dropped open, as if she had just been told the meaning of life, then she was off across the lawn, crying to the sky about how fun contests would be, and how excited she was to leave home soon and have a trainer and how the world was going to be such a beautiful place. She chased her tail, batted at flying insects, pounced on anything that moved, and when all was done she collapsed at Glaceon's feet, who debated with the others all the while about why the two Eggborns could possibly be going through heat now, and why they hadn't before.
And Misty, only in her underwear, bra and shorts, sat on the open windowsill, scolding herself for the couple of tears trickling down her face. Not because of the pokémon's curiosity, or how she seemed to be a test subject yet again. That didn't matter much anymore. But it did matter that her baby, her precious Aoko had grown up impossibly face, in only a couple of months, and was already anxious to leave her. Damn the nights she spent awake feeding her from a bottle. Damn her feelings of attachment to the crazy thing.
"Misty, you okay?"
She gave a weak sob, leaning into him as he hugged her close. "It's no fair, Ash. Nobody ever told me I'd have to let her go."
He shook his head slightly. "Who are you-?"
"She was never really mine to begin with," she sniffed. "She belonged to Glaceon anyway. She belonged to her own kind. I'm a gym leader, Ash. Even when all this finishes, I can't do what I want. I'm a gym leader. I can't travel the world, not with the way things are. I have to build the gym back up. I have to take care of my family, and there's no chance that me being an Eggborn wouldn't be noticed when I was on the road. Somebody would know, and then a team would get a hold of it and I'd be in more trouble than I knew what to do with. And…and if nothing changes for the longest time, I have to stay here and help out anyway."
She shoved him away, picking up her shirt and yanking it on. Back to the window then, she slammed it shut, away and down the hall, down the stairs, her feet stomping and temper raging, shrieking, "I don't care! Let her go! I'll make my own damn egg! And I won't have to let that one go because it'll be an Eggborn just like me. It won't be able to leave me and it wouldn't ever want to! And it can't fight in battles! It wouldn't be allowed! And it sure as hell wouldn't want to do those stupid contests!"
She dropped to her knees at the bottom off the stairs, screaming again: "May does the contests! Why can't she take you and I keep the baby? Why couldn't she just keep you?"
He drummed his fingers on the banister at the top of the stairs. "Because, as much as you want to, you can't control people, Misty. You can't make them do whatever you want them to do. I can't love May. She can't love me. You can't love contests. Aoko can't love battles. Aoko can't stay with you forever. Things can't go perfect, Misty, and let's face it: you can't even control yourself. Not to mention whatever's starting to happen to us. You could barely keep yourself from evolving, and I'm sure you were having only a little less trouble than I was keeping us from going all the way."
She slammed her fist into the tile. "It's not fucking fair!"
"No," he agreed. "It's not."
Step by step he walked down the stairs, gathering her up into his arms and rocking with her. "You wanna go to bed now, Misty?"
She choked on another sob, trying to stop the tears. "I wanna have sex."
He laughed.
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The wave that must have hit Ash just a few hours before slammed into the redhead at lunch time. And she turned to May for help. Although Misty had finally allowed herself to be seen by May, and the two had made eye contact many a time, the younger girl was certain they were not close enough for Misty to grip her wrist the way she did, so suddenly, so randomly. Ash had merely, with a sexy grin May had never once seen him do, skimmed a finger along her shoulder blades, her clothed shoulder blades, and the girl was shaking like a leaf. Her nails dug deep into May's wrist, and the girl squeaked, trying to yank the iron grip off.
"May, get my sister."
"But I…" May swallowed another cry as the nails dug deeper and Misty's breaths became shallow. "Which one?"
"Any one," Misty grunted, shaking her head. "I just need one of my sisters, oh Mew, May. May, I'm sorry that I've been mean to you and I really hope this won't come back to bite me in the ass, well, not this, but how I've kinda been avoiding you. But you have to understand that you made me feel like a freak and an object and I'm a jealous person and you used to be Ash's girlfriend and it's not something I can get over easily but you're a really nice person so I'm sure you'll be good enough to help me just this once, please just this once."
"Wanna take a breath?" She suggested, rubbing her shoulder. "Listen, do you have cramps or something? Feeling sick? I've got a bunch of stuff in my bag if you need any help."
She laughed, gripping her wrist tighter. "No. I don't need that. I'm not in any kind of pain at all, not that kind of pain. It's frustration, alright? There's something going on that has to do with me being an Eggborn and Ash being an Eggborn and if you don't get my sisters right now you're going to see something you really don't want to see. I want to see it though. Mew, that boy would look drop dead sexy naked. I can't believe I've never notice that before. I can't believe I've never cared before. I really care now. I'd like to make it up to him, ooh, I'd like to."
May shook her head. "Wait. Your emergency is you're…you're…?" The girl flushed. "You want-"
"Sex. I want to have sex with Ash. Screw him. Fuck him. Make love. Whatever you want to call it I want to do it. Any position, anytime, anywhere, I don't care. I just want to get naked. I'm horny. I wanna bump uglies. I want to do it. I want to have sex. I need it right now." She slammed her other hand on the counter. "I'm sorry if I'm hurting you May, but Ash asked me not to have sex with him, to stop him because he couldn't stop himself, and now I don't think I can stop myself so I need my sisters. They know all about sex. All of them have done it, and Daisy likes Tracey and she's not dating him so she must want to have sex with him all the time. I need to find out how they stop themselves."
She swallowed. "Well, uh, maybe you could just try to think of something else?"
"Like?"
"Unicorns."
"Unicorns?" Misty repeated.
"Yeah, you know. You can think about all that kind of stuff. Only you can stop yourself, Misty. I've been where you are. I know how you feel. It's a lot easier to resist temptation after you've done it the first time. I mean, the first time I was tempted with this boy named Brendan, and I really wanted to sleep with him. We were making out, and he was going to put his hand under my shirt but I stopped him, even though I really, really didn't want to. See, I knew it would be a mistake, so I didn't. He broke up with me, but I made the right decision."
"How hot would it be if I had sex with him on the table? Just pushed him down, ripped his clothes off and had sex with him on the table? I bet that'd be the hottest thing anyone's ever done. I bet it's hotter than the sun. I bet sex is the most fun thing in the entire world. You should have had sex with Brendan. You should have had sex with Ash. I know I want to." She shook her head and glared at May. "Didn't I tell you to get my sisters?"
"Can you be with him alone?" she shot back. "Misty, I don't think you can control yourself and I can't leave you alone. It's obvious that neither you or Ash really want to have sex, and it's probably some Eggborn problem, but I know you'll regret it if you do. I can't leave you alone to get your sisters. By the time I came back it'd be too late."
"It wouldn't be too late," Misty whispered, licking her lips. "No. We'd go way slow. It's take hours to finish. We'd do it for hours. We've got the stamina and the strength. We could do it. Damn, he's strong. He picked me up while we were kissing and he didn't even notice. He's that powerful. He'd be great as a mate. He'd keep me and the babies safe. No harm would ever come to us. I could run the babies to safety and he could fight off whatever was threatening us. And we'd have strong babies because he's strong, and they'd be fast like me. They'd be the best kids the world has ever seen. He's perfect."
"You don't want a baby."
"I want his baby." Misty grinned at May. "Wouldn't he be a great father? I'd be a great mom, but that doesn't even matter. Our babies would be so strong they wouldn't even need us around, only me until they stop breast feeding. They could level up faster too, since they'll have each other to play with. And then, since they take care of themselves so well, Ash and I could leave them alone and have more sex and make more babies."
"We're going to your sisters."
And they did. Misty seemed to have some kind of sanity left, and May was able to easily drag her away and take her to see her sisters. The three were sleeping, having pulled an all nighter working on getting data from the website. Tracey was there as well, a sketchbook dangling in his hand of layouts of the buildings, strategies to get in, scratched out and new ideas planned, little dots where guards were stationed. As they walked in the sketchbook hit the floor, and Tracey jumped, consequence waking up Daisy, who had been snoozing on him.
She leaned on him, yawning and rubbing her eyes. "Oh, hey Misty. Nothing's going on here, promise. We wouldn't do any of that stuff. Tracey and I wouldn't want to have anyone watching, and I don't think Tracey would want to have a foursome. I wouldn't want to have a foursome with my sisters. I love them, but I don't love them like that." She blinked, shaking her head and looking at the redhead closely. "Why are you smiling like that?"
"Because I want to have sex," she proclaimed, standing up straighter. "I want to have lots and lots and lots of sex. And I want to do it with Ash, because we'd make great children. It's not just because he's an Eggborn like me, either, but I just think he's the most eligible because he's so strong. He could kill anything to protect me and the babies, you know, and our babies would be so strong they probably wouldn't even need protecting! Daisy, it's wonderful. You have to tell me how I can stop Ash from being so uptight about it. He doesn't want to have sex with me. He thinks we're supposed to wait for marriage."
"Well, that's always a nice concept." Daisy shook her head, scratching a spot just below her ear. "It generally doesn't work out, but sometimes it does. And it's sweet. You know, you promise your lives to one another and then you have great sex. I can't imagine it's all that great though. Neither one of you knows what you're doing. You're naked in front of one another for the first time. It's awkward. Nobody knows where anything is supposed to go or when you put it in and everything hurts. Nnn, I can't imagine what a disappointment that must be."
"So you think I should have sex?" Misty pressed, practically radiating sunshine from her pores. "You think Ash and I should have sex. You don't think we should have to wait until we get married because nobody does and it's silly. See, May? My sisters think it's silly! We should just run back there and tell Ash it's stupid and then Ash and I can have sex on the table, just like I wanted to before. And now that the air is cleared, Ash will be okay with it and we'll be really happy and everything will work out perfectly and we can practice sex lots and lots and lots and it'll be even better if we ever do get married!"
"I heard sex," Violet said sleepily, not moving from her spot on the couch.
"Probably because you're always doing something, whore," Lily retorted.
"Bitch."
"Slut."
"Skank."
"Fatass."
"Hey!" Violet said defensively, sitting up and glaring at her sister. "Say what you want about my sex life, but I'm not fat. My ass is beautiful and directly proportionate to my body. You're just jealous because we all know that I got the best butt out of all of us. Daisy got the best face and Lily go the best boobs. I think Misty go the best overall body, just because she works out so much." Her eyes widened, and she clapped her hands. "Yay, look! Misty's here! Yay, Misty's here! Misty, what are you doing here? Listen, out of all of us, who do you think is the biggest whore?"
"I wanna be, because I want to have lots of sex with Ash. I want to whore myself out to him, I don't care be3cause I love him and I want to be with him forever and I want to have babies but he won't do it unless we're married It makes me feel really sad. I really want to have sex with him, more than anything else I've ever wanted. In fact, I can't think of anything else but sex. That's all that's in my mind, just sex, sex, sex. Hey! I finally get what Ash was saying last night after he was saying how good I smelled! He's started smelling really good too. I think that makes me want him even more. He smells sexy. I don't know how you can smell sexy, but he does."
"Smelling sexy…Daisy," Tracey said slowly. "I think your sister's in heat."
Lily leaned forward on her hand. "Fuck. It's like superpuberty. Blots out everything, like a solar eclipse, only the planet doesn't get in the way, sex does. I wouldn't mind that. Go out on the town, super horny, find another super horny guy and just go at it for a couple of weeks. That's how you cheer me up. You can't be sad after screwing for a couple of weeks, not if it's good screwing. I mean, that's a couple weeks of happiness. It's like a no-strings attached honeymoon." She pouted. "Why wasn't I an Eggborn?"
"I wanna have sex," Misty whined, crossing her arms over her chest and twisting on the spot. It was as if a five year old was asking for an ice cream cone, eyes wide with innocence, tone high and complaining. She was a horny five year old, which was wrong on more levels than could be counted. "I wanna do it a lot. I don't care if I have to marry him afterwards! I just really want to do it now and you can't tell me I'm not supposed to! That's just mean."
Daisy rubbed her temples, putting her head between her legs and breathing slowly. She dreamed for a moment, wondering what it would be like if she lived in a far away country, in an alternate universe where pokémon didn't exist and people had sex all the time, so often that it had practically become the past time of the planet. But she had to zone back into her world, with her sister almost a different species, horny, in heat, and sex and a baby could jeopardize the entire mission and send everything to hell.
"Listen, Misty," she sighed, "you don't have any idea what you want right now."
"I want to have sex with Ash! Can't get any clearer than that, Daisy!" The girl gripped her upper arms tight and curled up on the floor, beginning to rock. Slowly at first, then faster and faster, and whimpering as if she was in some sort of pain all the while. She looked up at them, eyes soaked with tears, and she screamed. "I can't take this! I can't take this stupid stuff anymore! I want to go to the ocean! I want to have sex! I want to get away from you stupid, stupid people and be with Ash because I don't understand you! I want to be with Team Rocket, even if they are bad people! They left me alone! They wouldn't say anything if I had sex because I'm nothing but a number to them! And barely even that!"
She stopped her rocking to slam her fist on the floor. "I wanna have sex and I want to have it right now! You've got no idea what this is like! You don't know how I feel! You don't know how bad I need this right now! I've wanted sex before but this is ridiculous! This is insane! It's never been like this! I've never gone through something like this! I know what hormones are! These aren't hormones! This is an all consuming completely crazy need to have a baby!
"Misty, you don't know what sex really is," Tracey tried.
She spat, "It's a means to make babies, babies that would be stronger and faster and better than either Ash or I could ever, ever be. It's the means to get rid of my stupid horniness! It means that I'm in heat, and I will fuck Ash on a table in full view and I don't care how embarrassed we'll be afterwards. You don't know what sex really is! I want Ash to put his penis in my vagina and to move around until we have orgasms!"
Max giggled from the door behind the door, peaking his head in with a smile. "I think she's got a pretty good idea about that too!"
The blushing brunette leapt to her feet, snatching him up by the elbow and whipping him out. She slammed it fast, so he wouldn't have the chance to come back in, and clicked the lock shut, resting against the door and closing her eyes.
"Misty," she said quietly. "Misty, listen to me, I understand that I have absolutely no idea what you're going through, and I understand that we probably can't…probably can't stop you and Ash from doing what the two of you want to do. You're very strong, and preventing you would only last for a little while, just until the next time this happens. I mean, we don't even know how long this lasts. It could last months or a week…hey, it could even just last a few days and come once a year. You know, mating season. That generally happens with pokémon. There's a mating season once a year and then it's older. They aren't long, are they?"
"Actually, it's animals that have a mating season," Max informed, racing down the stairs. "Pokémon generally have sex at any time they feel like, though often times a female will go into heat, which is a lot like a human's menstruation cycle, during which time males of that same species will become attracted to that female pokémon. Other species may become attracted, but that's less likely. Basically, Misty's ovulating, and because the odds of her having a baby are off the chart, her body is demanding she make one. After she actually has a baby her body won't respond exactly the same, that is, until the baby leaves. Then it's back to going into heat."
"Little brother, you don't need to hear this."
"It's just sex," he argued. "It's not like I haven't seen pokémon do it before. We own a gym in Hoenn, May, it's not like you haven't seen it either." She glared, pointing at the door. "You're just jealous because nobody's had sex with you yet. Nobody's offered. I've had offers."
"What?"
"Just joshin'." He giggled, ducked when she swung at his head, and raced out the door, which she once again locked behind him. It wouldn't have done any good anyway, she supposed, as he had gotten in just fine before and probably wouldn't have any problem this time. Nevertheless, she figured he would leave. He had gotten his say and probably didn't need to say anything else. He wouldn't be coming back after ending with that kind of comment, not without risking a terrible injury.
Misty let out a small whimper and curled up once more. "Daisy, it's me that's making him do this. It's this stupid scent I'm giving off, this stupid, stupid smell. He doesn't want to and I'm ruining it for him. I care about him, I do, and I don't want to make him do something I don't want to. It's like chemical warfare on his virginity. It's not right. Just because I don't care doesn't mean I should do this to him. Maybe if I can just hide in the basement until this is all over…we could work something out. Ash would understand, and it's not like you really need me for anything. You don't want me going back to Team Rocket, would you?"
"That would-"
"No." Tracey shook his head at Lily. "Misty, there is absolutely nothing you could have done to predict this. There was nothing you could have done to stop this. It's not your fault. It's not Ash's fault. We don't understand how this works. We don't know how to help you. We don't know if this is a want or a need, if this is a physical or mental addiction. We can only go off of what we've learned from pokémon, and we don't stop pokémon from having sex. We don't know how to stop you. We don't know how long this lasts for an Eggborn. But I can tell you what I've seen, and what I've seen is males go miles to find a female in heat. Ash already has your scent. I doubt we could take you anywhere that he wouldn't find you. I don't think we could stop you."
"I don't want to mess up his life," she whispered. "It's bad enough that it'll ruin mine."
"It's only sex," Violet muttered.
"It's a baby! Trust me, Violet, there's no way this is going to happen without a baby. I'm in heat, Ash has never had sex before, and I guarantee you we're not going to end it just once."
"Wear a condom."
Misty laughed, shaking her head. "You idiot, I need a baby. I don't want one, but I need one. I need a baby, and I'm going to ruin his life with it. I'm sure he wanted to do things. I'm sure he had places to go and people to see and he was supposed to win badges and do all that sort of crazy stuff. I was supposed to be a great Rocket. He took that from me. Maybe if I wasn't so obsessed with his penis right now I'd hate him a little more."
"Have sex with him, Misty," May said suddenly, startling everyone in the room. "You can't ruin his life with this. His life was ruined by the war. Because of the war, he was an Eggborn. Because of the war, he lost his father. Because of the war, he never stood a chance of being a trainer. Because of his mother, he doesn't want to have sex with you and he doesn't fight and he doesn't do a lot of stuff he wants to. Like Professor Oak did with Gary, she tried to fix him. He wasn't fixed. There wasn't anything to fix.
"He's not human, Misty. You're not human. You never have been. Say what you want, say it's a variation, but rats and chimpanzees and tyrogues share so much of the same DNA it's nearly impossible to tell them apart at a genetic level. You're different. You aren't human and you shouldn't be classified as such. You're not a broken human. You're not a better human. You're something else entirely. Ash doesn't stand a chance with anyone else. You don't stand a chance with anyone else. Like it or not, you two are the only little links between humans and whatever Eggborns are going to be called in the future. For now, you're the only ones, though I'm sure there's gonna be plenty more."
She gripped the handle tighter, taking a deep breath. "I used him. I used him as much as he used me. He used me to make his mom happy, and I'm sure something else. Maybe to make himself feel normal. I know what I used him for. He was nice. He showed me around, taught me how to get along in this stupid place. He taught me how to fight. He taught me everything I needed so I could…so I could be a Rebellion agent. And, when this is all over, to travel. That's what I want to do. I can't do it too much now, but I'm going to travel all over some day. And I'll be able to protect myself. And I'll win contests.
"Did you like it when he kissed you?" She smiled at the girl, who had come out of her shell to stiffen, a fire lighting in her green eyes. "I didn't care, really. The entire time all I was thinking about how strange he was, and thinking about how different Eggborns were and how surprised he was that he hadn't killed me. And then I was back to how strange he was. Then I was back to how insanely…likable he was. He could play anyone, you know. And you know why? Because that's what he was taught to do. That's what he was taught to be. It hit me. I realized. He was a hero. He was a main character. He had based himself, made himself a main character, and he was able to adjust his traits as needed. He wasn't human. He acted for us. We, somehow, were so simple to figure out, baby Ash figured out how to play us like cards.
"And you're the same damn way. You're not human. You don't belong here. You belong with him, in the wild, building a spaceship out of trees with your super baby because that's what you do. You do freaky shit, and we don't understand it. You're abusive to one another. You beat each other up and yet you're closer because of it. You want to beat each other into submission, and enjoy it. You aren't human. You aren't right. You don't belong here, so get the hell out."
"I do belong here," Misty snarled. "I have ties to my family! I have friends! Your brother seems to like me well enough!"
"Who cares?" May screamed. "It's not real! You're not real Misty! You never have been! Three weeks with him all alone and you two won't come back human! You won't come back normal! You won't talk! You won't act like us! Sure, you can start pretending again, but you'll know it's not real. On some level, you know this isn't real. You don't care that you're not human? You look down on us, don't you? You hate us! You hate me because I'm human, and you hate me more than the others because I saw you for what you really were! For what Ash really was! I'm an explorer, do you understand that? I pay attention. I look. I know. And I know you're not human! If you really are, tell me it hurts! Tell me you'd be happy to be just like me!"
She didn't. The redhead stared, eyes flaring with the heat she seemed to suck from May's body, making her cold and shake. The brunette clutched the handle tighter, turning it and throwing it open. She pointed, down the dirt road, down to where Ash was waiting.
"Get the hell out of here! Hate me if you want to, but leave! Get the hell out of here and go make a baby! Have a baby and keep it the hell away from us, because the damn thing will probably kill a human the second it sees it." Her voice raised, and she became hysterical. "You're not human! You're a wolf in sheep's clothing, you fucking crazy! You fuck Ash, make a baby, and come back when you're done with your freaky ritual! Get it on wolf style and come back with your wool sweaters. Nobody will ever know the difference! Because they care about you, they don't want to know."
Misty got to her feet, walking slowly, and paused by the other girl. "I…I don't hate you. Not you specifically."
"I know," May whispered, shaking a bit.
"And…and Glaceon can't stand the heat. Keep her in the pokeball when it's warm out." Misty gasped quietly as a sob threatened to escape from your throat. "Aoko wants to do contests. So I guess she's yours. You can…you can have my baby. She'll love you. She likes people. I like people. I don't hate them. I just…I know that I'm better than you. I don't know how Ash feels, but I know that I'm better. And…it's pity I feel for you, not hate. You can't feel like I do. You can't run as fast. You can't talk to pokémon. It must be hard."
"Just get the fuck out."
Misty swallowed. "Ash…Ash said that you didn't swear. He said you were really nice and you didn't swear. He said…he said your heart beats faster than the others, because you're not in shape. He said it was like a child's. I didn't believe him. Human hearts…they're already so much faster than-"
"Get the fuck out."
She barely managed a "take care of Aoko" before she vanished in her haste.
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"I wanna have sex with Misty," Ash explained calmly to the small group of boys. "It's not really that complicated. I like her a lot and I wanna have sex with her. She smells like she did when she used Attract. I like that she smells good. I don't think I need to wait until I'm married. She doesn't care. And you know what else? I don't care if we do have a baby. I think I want one. They'd be pretty awesome, super strong and fast and perfect. Yeah, I definitely want to have sex with Misty."
"Don't we all?" Drew chuckled.
The dark haired boy leapt to his feet, fists clenched at his side and foot stamping once, the house rattling the slighted bit with the force. His mood had swung from the lighthearted boy to something strange to see on the childish face, the features mangled into something wicked. His lips had gone so thin they seemed to vanish, eyes narrowed the slightest bit, teeth all revealed in a snarl. "Don't touch her! I'll kill you!"
"Holy shit," Gary said, eyes widening. "Y'know, Gramps, I don't think I regret the surgery anymore. Thank you. Thank you so, so much."
Ash sank to his chair with a sigh. "This hasn't ever happened before."
The professor shrugged. "It's probably because Misty has reached an appropriate level for breeding. She's obviously been ready to bear a human child for quite a while, since she first go there period, so I'm guessing the level of evolution would be about the level where breeding would be appropriate. Your body is merely responding to a female in heat. It's the typical biological process. The female becomes ready for breeding and the male steps up to the plate. Your defensiveness merely comes from being the one to have sex with Misty. Anyone who would threaten your position of passing your genes on is naturally going to get snapped at."
"But I…" Ash paused and stood up, cocking his head to the side. "Misty's coming."
"Sorry?"
"She's down the road. Misty's coming." He looked over his shoulder. "I don't think we're going to stop this time. You're probably going to want to leave. Yeah…you're definitely going to want to leave. You can stay if you want, but don't expect us to stop. You can make a video out of it for all I care. She's not going as fast as she can, normal human running speed. I think something might be wrong. We'll have sex to make it better anyway." He blinked at them. "Well, aren't you going to go?"
They bolted, out the door at the same time Misty charged in, throwing herself into him and tackling him into the wall. For a second, nothing much happened, her head was buried in his chest, his arms rested on her shoulder. She was shaking, with lust or rage or fear or anything, he couldn't tell. He didn't much want to at the moment. He didn't care about her feelings, actually. He did know that just having her here had already made his pants tight, and he couldn't think much else besides, she smells good. Similarly, Misty couldn't think much beyond his scent and his warmth. Neither had much of an idea why they weren't moving.
Something snapped, eventually. Neither was quite sure how it happened, but in no time their lip had found each other's, parting, shoving their tongues inside almost carelessly, the warm up before the big game. They came off the wall the slightest bit, keeping their lip together as best they could while Misty unhooked her suspenders and Ash slid off his jacket, then clashed close together. Ash turned his attention to her neck, and she moaned, clutching his shoulders while her feet busied with forcing off her shoes and socks, one less article to worry about.
She went at his neck, biting his collar bone with a surprising amount of force, not bothering to give a gentle kiss to make it better. He didn't mind. His hand were under her shirt, wrestling impatiently with her bra. This lasted for a while, until the kissing had stopped and she had put her head to his chest again, not out of love but to try and hide her hysterical giggles. He yanked it, the stitches holding the clasps on ripping, and two more yanks broke the bra straps, tossed to the floor behind them.
"Hold on," she murmured, breaking away. "I'm going to take off my clothes."
"Do it fast."
She grinned. "How fast?"
His answer was a smile. They were both stripped in no time at all, the girl using her speed stat to get the clothes cast aside and out of the way. And the kissing resumed, hot wild, he guided her to the sofa. She jumped on, then dragged him down, kissing his lips once before turning to his chest, her lips running over his pounding heart, her hands skimming along his abdomen. He tilted her chin up, bringing their lips together again, slow, sensual, sweet.
She thought she did a good job of drawing very little blood from his back when the pain hit.
The first time was terrible, neither had an orgasm, neither had much fun, and Misty wasn't too happy about her pain. The second time was good for Ash. The third time was good for Misty. The few times after that they seemed to get the hang of it. Ash knew how to finish himself, Misty figured out how to tell him what to do so she could finish. And then, much to their surprise, they managed to keep it up for two days. For two days, they had sex with breaks in between for water, snacks, and just to get their energy back. They giggled and they talked, and then they had more sex. There really wasn't much else to do, much else they could think of doing, but the heat did die down.
After their final time, Misty cuddled into Ash and whispered, "I know what they want. We're going to get them first, aren't we? We'll get help from our friends and we'll kill that son of a bitch. We'll stop him from doing what that evil bastard wants to do. Mew only knows what he's going to do with it."
He blinked sleepily. "What?"
She grabbed his hand and lowered it to her abdomen with a smile. "Giovanni, Ash. What Giovanni wants." She kissed his lips softly and rested her forehead on his. "What's the only thing we could give him? What would he let us leave for? What would he have kept me alive for, kept you alive for? We never would have had sex. We never would have battled. You or me…probably one of us would have killed each other in our sleep. I'm sure you would have been dead if I had gotten the order within the first week. We had to be left on our own. This had to happen. But he's not expecting us to come after him."
Ash shook his head. "Misty, we can't just go after Giovanni. We've hacked in but…we need coordination. The shut down and the way in and everything has to be perfectly time. We need all of our team mates, we need a plan. I'm the king of rushing into things, I know that, but it just...people have been training for this for a very long time."
"It doesn't take long to make a good plan. I learned that. Bring in Meowth, my sisters, Gary, a few others and we could have the plan made in just a few hours. I know this place like the back of my hand! And they're getting lazy too, so that just makes it all the easier. They aren't prepared for us, Ash! They've got no idea we're coming."
"No," he said stubbornly. "Misty, this has been going one for two generations. We can't toss it all away just because you want the first strike!"
She squeezed his hand. "We're going to do it. We're going to do it as soon as we can, tomorrow if it works out. Look at your hand and think about what we did. What was the point behind this whole thing. What do we have to do to be called a new species? Ash, Giovanni wants the baby we just made."
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Congrats to all of you who saw it coming! I know a few people did, and I'm sure lots more saw it coming. This wasn't really supposed to be a big secret.
And, I suppose the reason I emphasized all the stuff with them not being human is because, quite frankly, I don't want people seeing this and want to emulate it. The relationship between Ash and Misty would not be healthy in ordinary life. They are nowhere near this bad in the show. There's a difference between friendly competition and a superiority complex. You shouldn't be hitting each other so hard when you play fight that you knock each other out. This relationship is okay because they're not human. Do not copy this relationship, do not crave for this relationship. If humans had this, you'd want to kill yourself. They're not human. They can handle it.
Huh…what else? Two or three chapters to go, including the epilogue. As you can tell, next chapter is the Team Rocket break in, so that'll last one or two…probably one. I can't imagine what'll pop up to stretch it into two. It might take a while, because I'm sure I'll be doing a lot of chopping and adding in my head, then I have to type it…then I have to edit that typing…ugh. It's terrible. I'll try to get it up soon but…who knows? Wish me luck!
-pales- Ohmigoodness, I may have to divide the next chapter in two just so I won't end with an odd number, and odd number that doesn't end with five, no less! That's nightmarish.