AN: I made a small continuity change in Chapter 22 about the outfit that Plusle is wearing when May releases her to help light the cave when they encounter Regirock. I decided to use the business outfit in this chapter, and so in Chapter 22 I changed it to a cheerleader outfit. It's small, but I thought I should let you know.
Mossdeep city's Nurse Joy is able to give our Pokémon back to us in record time. Blaziken took the longest, but even he didn't have too much physical damage. We thank her, and then head upstairs to the room that we reserved. It's already getting late, and even though I really want to head towards the cave on route 105, I know it wouldn't be worth it to do so this late in the afternoon. The route we are going to take is entirely by water, seeing as I promised Gardevoir that I wouldn't use her Pokéball anymore. Trying to surf at night isn't all that safe or smart, so it's probably better to wait until tomorrow. Unfortunately, Swellow still can't carry both of us. She already has her work cut out for her carrying me. If only there were two of her, or I had another bird Pokémon that I could teach fly to. I wonder if trying to find one would save any time or if we should just stick to the plan we already have of surfing the whole way. There's supposed to be a strong ocean current that carries anyone surfing from Mossdeep to Slateport along very quickly. As long as we can make it to the last cave by the end of the day tomorrow, I think we'll be ok. I don't know why, but for some strange reason, I feel like I know that Sammy hasn't gotten to Regice yet. I just hope my gut feeling is correct.
Gardevoir, May and I all pile into our room at the top of the stairs, and May and I throw our packs onto the floor by the bed. The one bed. I guess this is normal now. I unload my camping supplies out of the pack, spreading the ingredients out on the floor, and try to come up with something to make with our meager rations. Maybe it would be better to order something. We did just earn a decent amount of money from the gym battle, and it is worthy of celebration. I try to think of any restaurants in town to suggest, but May beats me to it.
"Looks like we're running low on camping food." She comments, sitting next to me on the floor. Gardevoir is lounging on the bed, she was watching me as I was spreading out our supplies. "Maybe we should order something? I saw an Indian place in town."
"Oh, that sounds good. I was just thinking about getting takeout." I respond, starting to pack up our supplies again. May finds a menu for the place on her Pokégear and we all decide on what to eat. Once we're decided, May calls and places the order under her name. They tell her that it will mostly likely be about twenty minutes. Once everything is back into my pack, I set it up against the bed again. Then I crawl onto the bed with Gardevoir, lying behind her on my side and pulling her body close to my front. She cuddles into me, scooting her butt into me and making a bell-like purr. Once I'm comfortable, I decide I should call Ryan again to see where he's been. We were supposed to meet up in Fortree. I pull out my Pokégear and check it. No missed calls. I pull up Ryan in my contacts and call. It rings a few times before going to the answering machine. I sigh and hang up. I guess he just doesn't want to talk to me. That, or he's in trouble. Ryan has never needed my help with anything before though. He's always been on his own. I can't see him having any difficulties involving Pokémon. Maybe he's just busy.
"Seth..." Gardevoir starts suddenly, as we're cuddling. I can tell she's only talking to me. With her this close to me, I start paying attention to her mind, and images of our battle with Liza and Tate are flashing through her head. I can see when I called her back, and I can feel the disappointment she felt when I did. I can tell that's what she wants to talk about.
"Gardevoir." I copy her tone when she doesn't continue.
"I'm upset that you didn't let me keep battling." She finishes, squirming slightly, trying to cuddle me harder. She must be embarrassed to bring this up. Images of her winning against Lunatone and Solrock play out from her mind and into mine. I can feel the determination she was feeling, and I can see her, emerging from the battle, uninjured and stronger for it. She wants to get stronger, and I'm keeping that from her. I sigh, audibly, and then May looks up from the floor where I left her sitting. She was just playing on her Pokégear.
"What is it, Seth?" She asks me, looking curious. I look down at her from the bed, shaking my head.
"It's nothing. I'm just tired." I lie. She nods and goes back to her Pokégear.
"I'm sorry, Gardevoir. You know how I feel about that though. I don't think I'd be able to handle it if you got hurt, and what if... what if you did get hurt again?" My hand finds its way to her hips and my fingers trace the mended tear in her silky dress. She shivers at my light touches.
"To get stronger, sometimes you have to get hurt. I wouldn't be injured like that again." She explains to me, sincerity in her voice and in her thoughts. She wants to battle, that much is plain to me. I'm about to respond when May stands up, and turns toward us.
"I better go and pick up the food, that place is across town." She explains, stuffing her Pokégear into her pack, and digging out her wallet.
"Do you need help?" I ask, even though I really don't want to leave our cuddle session on the bed. May shakes her head. I sit up, reluctantly, I still have to give her money for mine and Gardevoir's food.
"No, that's ok. I'll be quick." She says, waiting for me to get my wallet. I slide off the bed, and pull my wallet out of my pack and give her money for our meals. She smiles as she takes it, then starts heading for the door. I slink back onto the bed, and resume my cuddling with Gardevoir in the same position. May stops before opening the door, and looks back at us, a blush appearing on her cheeks. "Um... don't, uh, don't start without me." Her blush spreads as she talks, moving down her neck and intensifying on her cheeks. It's honestly very cute to watch. She isn't the type to get all that embarrassed.
Gardevoir nods, and I do as well, feeling a strange sensation in my gut, that mixes with the hunger that's already there. It's not hard to tell what she was talking about, and that concerns me. I hadn't thought about doing anything tonight, seeing as we all had our fun last night and this morning, but now I'm worried. The way things have been progressing, this would be the night that May and I have full blown sex. I don't know if I really want to do that. I don't know what Gardevoir would even think about that. The last time we talked, we said we didn't want May to be a part of our relationship, and that we were just fooling around with her. That was last night, though, and Gardevoir and I were supposed to talk about that on our way to Mossdeep, which we didn't end up doing.
May opens the door, and shuts it quietly behind her as she leaves.
"Gardevoir." This time I start. I can only wait a few seconds after May is gone. Gardevoir can sense that we are starting a new conversation now, and her thoughts are about May leaving, how hungry she is, and she's feeling curious about what I'm going to say. She turns around in our embrace, so that she's on her side facing me. She puts one leg over mine, and one arm around my waist. I let my hand wander to her hips, and my fingers find the now easier to reach tear in her dress.
"Can we talk about May?" I ask, looking away from her eyes when I say her name. Her hand moves to my face and then my eyes find hers, meeting her big red gaze. I can see her searching my mind, and I can feel her presence magnifying in my head.
"You're uneasy about her still?" She summarizes my thoughts. I nod.
"Yes. The last time we talked, we said we didn't want her to be part of our relationship." I reiterate. Her eyes look away, and her presence shrinks in my mind. I have to blink a few times to recuperate. Her presence is so powerful.
"So you didn't like what happened this morning?" She asks, truly curious.
"That's an unfair question." I retort, looking sternly at her. She looks back into my eyes.
"How?"
"Because, of course I liked it-"
"Then what's the problem, Seth? If you liked it, then why are you still feeling this way?" She cuts me off, and I can feel myself getting a bit irritated.
"It's not just about whether I liked it or not!" I say loudly, sitting up. I didn't mean to yell. She hesitates a second, then sits up with me on the bed, supporting herself on one arm.
"What is it about, then?" She asks, her eyes narrowing. Are we actually fighting about this?
"I liked how it felt, but I felt wrong the whole time. Can you really say that you're just perfectly fine with me fucking May? It was only for a second, but I was inside her this morning. Doesn't that makes you unhappy?" I explain, my voice rising a little.
"It sounds like you want me to be unhappy with it." She says, turning her head away from me and frowning. I sigh. It's never this hard to talk to her. She always knows what I mean, and if we ever had any sort of disagreement in the past it was always resolved quickly because all we had to do was see what the other meant about it, mentally. It's easier to understand someone's point of view when you can actually see from their point of view.
"I just want you to tell me what you really think about it. It seems like you're hiding something from me." I explain, softening. I put my hand on hers on the bed. I don't want to fight, I just want to talk. I really didn't mean to raise my voice. She looks at my hand as it touches hers, and she takes a deep breath, like she's deciding on something. Through this small contact, I can see into her head again, but all I'm getting from her is the same. She's hungry, she's upset about us fighting, and she's still upset from not getting to battle. But that can't be everything she's thinking...
"I'm not. I really like this. I want you to like it as well." She finally says, her eyes finding mine, and looking sincere. I can feel her presence in my head again, magnifying. I turn my head away, and it recedes instantly. I sigh again, thinking. She likes this? So she definitively liked watching me have sex with May? Why did her answer change? What happened to us just fooling around with May? Why does she want more with her? Is she embarrassed about wanting more with her, so that's why she's hiding things from me? Is it really fair of me to keep her from doing what she wants? I mean, it involves me as well, but I liked it, physically at least. I'm already keeping her from battling because I'm scared for her and I know that's not fair. Am I keeping her from doing more things that she wants to do?
It takes me a few seconds to rationalize my conflicting thoughts, but eventually I work up a response.
"Then I'll try, if that's what you want." I finally say. Her fingers move out from under my hand to trace lightly up my arm, tickling me. I look back to her, and her eyes find mine, looking grateful. She moves closer, wordlessly, and brings her lips to mine. She's soft and inviting on me, and she moves closer so that her chest blade collides with my ribs. She pushes me down so that she's lying on top of me on the bed, at a sort of angle so that our bodies are more perpendicular rather than parallel. Her arms wrap around my shoulders, holding me as her mouth moves more fervently against mine.
"I like it, Seth." She tells me, her voice like a whisper in the back of my mind. I focus a little more on her thoughts as we kiss, and I can tell that she's telling me the truth. She does like it. "I don't know why, but I like it a lot." Her mouth opens over mine as she continues talking to me mentally and I accept her tongue into my mouth. I can feel my manhood responding to her warm kiss. My tongue meets hers and a slight bell-sound emits from her as we continue. Is this how she's thanking me for telling her I'd try? Is she embarrassed about it, like I thought, and this is the only way she can tell me? Or is she still hiding something from me? I move my hands to her back and lightly dance my fingers on her silky smooth dress. Her tongue moves in my mouth to slide wetly over my teeth, exploring my mouth, eliciting an electric kind of shiver that travels straight to my now straining erection. I let my tongue explore her mouth as well, running over her strange, un-human-like teeth, and rubbing against the inside of her cheek.
Finally, she pulls away from me, catching her breath, and opening her eyes to gaze into mine. She smiles at me, her lips are wet and a little reddened from our intense kiss. I can't help but return her sweet smile. Even if we're doing things with May, Gardevoir is still the most important to me. She wants this, so I'm going to try, but I'm still considering it Gardevoir and I with May. She nods, like she's listening to my thoughts, and then rests her head on my chest, sighing contentedly.
May returns with our food a while later, as Gardevoir and I are cuddled and watching TV. She looks relieved as she comes in, and I wonder if it has anything to do with the fact that we aren't having sex. We all sit at the little table in the room and eat our take out. I haven't had Indian food in forever. I'm really glad that we decided to go. Gardevoir seems to enjoy her food just as much as I do, and I'm glad because she certainly hasn't had this kind of food before. Once we're finished, there isn't much to do, so we sit on the bed, talking. The TV is on, but it's mostly just background noise. The show is some strange sitcom where everyone works in an office building. The characters are eccentric and a little overwhelming, but we aren't paying attention to it.
I sit in the middle of the bed, resting against the headboard, while Gardevoir cuddles into my right side. May is sitting facing sideways on the bed to my left, so she's facing us more than the TV.
"I... heard you guys talking. You know, when I was leaving." May says, after a few seconds of silence in our conversation, which was mostly about the TV show. She looks away from us, avoiding eye contact. I start to try and ask her what she heard, but she keeps talking. "I know this is kind of a weird situation. I'm the third person here. I know that you two both love each other. I can see it in your minds when we all connect. I can understand if you don't want to do this anymore." She continues, looking up at us tentatively, but then avoiding eye contact again as she finishes.
Gardevoir and I exchange a look, and I take May's hand. She looks a little surprised, and her eyes find mine. I can feel something activating in my head, and then I can see directly into May's mind, almost like I'm looking through her eyes into her brain, and her thoughts are a part of my own consciousness.
Her mind is in turmoil. She wants me, and she wants Gardevoir. She's incredibly excited that we did what we did, and it's like she said, that she had been waiting for the chance to do something like this. At the same time, she knows that she's not part of our relationship, and she knows that we've just been fooling around. She wants more. I catch that thought for just a second before it disappears. She's also upset that she's getting in the way of Gardevoir and I. As a friend, she wants what's best for us, and she thinks that her being involved like she is might cause more problems like when we were fighting after she left. I can see as her mind wanders for a second that she heard what I was saying through the door, and she was listening against it after hearing me shout. She couldn't hear what Gardevoir was saying, as the mental connection wasn't open to her, but what she gathered by the end of it all was that I was reluctantly agreeing to keep doing things with her. She thinks that Gardevoir and I are both reluctantly agreeing to it.
I try to bring myself out of May's mind, pulling my consciousness back from hers. I blink a few times, and she copies me, shaking her head a little. She takes her hand out of mine to press it against her forehead. Gardevoir moves so she's sitting on my lap now, and we're both facing May.
"You were in my head. Like, really in my head." May says, her voice a little dazed. "I could feel you in there, seeing everything I was thinking. Are you getting psychic powers too?"
"I... Gardevoir must have connected our minds more or something." I respond, eyeing Gardevoir. I honestly don't know how I did what I did.
"No, I just opened our normal connection. That was you, Seth." Gardevoir says, her voice sounding a little bewildered. My expression turns incredulous. That was me? All I did was look into her eyes and then it was almost like I was in her head completely, like if I wanted I could have taken over her body.
"You really are getting psychic powers. Liza and Tate were saying something like that." May remembers, her hand returning to her lap from her face. She sits back up, straightening her posture. Is Gardevoir's influence really awakening my psychic potential? Liza and Tate did say that my mental abilities will continue to progress. Is this what they were talking about? I'm left thinking about that for a few seconds, and the room becomes silent for a little while. Gardevoir eventually breaks the silence, or more accurately, the mental silence.
"May, Seth and I decided that we don't want you to feel out of place." Gardevoir starts. May looks up at her, her face unsure. "No matter what you heard, neither of us feel reluctant about what we're doing. Seth's concerns were really only about whether or not it was something that we all wanted, and I assured him that I was perfectly ok with it." May looks at Gardevoir as her mental voice rings out to both of us, and then looks down at her crossed legs to inspect her hand. She turns it over, maybe looking for the answer there.
"You're both really ok with this? I'm not causing any issues?" May clarifies, her eyes moving from Gardevoir's gaze and then to mine. Gardevoir nods instantly, and I nod as well when May's eyes land on me.
"You're not. We want you to be with us. We want you to be a part of us." Gardevoir says, her response surprising me. I said that I'd try. Maybe that's not fair to May, and maybe I'm keeping Gardevoir from doing things that she wants to do, like this and battling, but that's not what we talked about. Trying the physical part of the relationship is different from the emotional side of the relationship. Now Gardevoir wants me to consider May a part of us? I sigh internally. I got myself into this. I have to just go with it. It's not fair to May or Gardevoir if they both want this and I'm only doing it halfheartedly.
May doesn't respond to Gardevoir right away. A pink blush finds its way to her cheeks, lighting her up and making her look even cuter. She looks up, her eyes finding Gardevoir's finally, and she nods. It's a dorky sort of determined nod, but it is admittedly adorable. Gardevoir smiles at her, and starts moving toward May on the bed. She's still sitting on my lap, but she stretches out with her upper body and grabs her shoulders lightly. She brings her face to May's face and kisses her lightly on the lips. It only lasts a second, but it's enough to make my errant manhood react to the display. Damn free-thinking penis. I'm supposed to be uneasy about this!
Gardevoir pulls back, readjusting on my lap and blushing slightly. May looks a little shocked, but she's happy. I can tell. She turns to me then, her face slightly expectant.
"Your turn, Seth." Gardevoir tells only me. She doesn't look at me either. She must want May to think I'm doing it without any sort of push.
Trying to seem natural, I sit up a little more and move myself closer to May without disturbing Gardevoir's seat. I can feel the blush on my face as I get nearer to her, and her blush only intensifies. I bring my lips to hers, gently, and kiss her. Flashbacks of Oldale town and the first kiss we shared explode like fireworks in my mind as our lips meet, and I can tell that she's seeing it as well. Her lips are so warm and soft, and feel so full compared to Gardevoir's. Her lips moving against mine feels wrong, but in a good way somehow. I pull back before it gets out of hand, as I can feel a strong feeling of desire washing over me. I know it's most likely Gardevoir's doing, but I also know that it's not entirely hers. I do like this, deep down.
I sit back, sighing. I want to kiss her more. Gardevoir's face is suddenly in mine, and her lips find mine in a similar style of kiss. I accept her familiar, light kiss and then she sits back up.
"There, now it's official. We're all a part of this." Gardevoir says, happily. She puts her hands together in an elated sort of expression and lets out a cooing bell sound. I can feel the joy radiating from her. May giggles, and then sighs, leaning back on the bed so that her arms are behind her and holding her up. She looks a lot more relaxed now that we figured things out.
"So... you guys waited right?" May says eventually, her face flushing pink. She scoots a little closer to us on the bed, so that her legs are against me. She always wears these cute little spandex shorts when she wears the tight little white miniskirt she has on now, and her legs are on full display. I can feel the warmth from her coming through my pant leg. I chuckle a little, blushing intensely as her body moves closer to mine. She cuddles up into my shoulder, and I put my arm around her. This is more like the May I know. It was strange seeing her so uneasy and nervous. Gardevoir adjusts so that she's sitting on my lap, but her legs are across May's.
"Yes, we waited just like you asked. You were the one getting the food after all. It would have just been rude to start without you." Gardevoir replies, her answer broadcasting to both of our minds. I can sense her thoughts, and the sight of May cuddling up to me is starting to get her turned on. I can feel how close May's lips are, I can feel her breath on my neck and it's starting to have that effect on me as well. I want to kiss her again. I want to feel her lips on my skin.
"Just kiss already." Gardevoir says suddenly, mentally. May and I look at her, a little confused. "It's all you two are thinking about." She says, smiling mischievously. I blush a little deeper, and I can tell May does as well. I turn my head to look at her and she's already staring at me. She closes the distance before I can, taking my face in her hands as her lips press against mine. She took off her gloves earlier while we were eating. Through Gardevoir's connection, and possibly bolstered by the fact that we're making so much physical contact, I can see May's thoughts and they're only about how good I feel against her. It's not like how it was earlier, I'm not in her head, I can just see into it. I can feel her hands moving over my chest, and one makes its way down towards my waist. I tense up as her hand nears my manhood, but then it stops and hooks into my shirt and then she's pulling it off over my head. Her lips are immediately back to mine as soon as my shirt is out of the way, and then her hands are exploring my bare chest while Gardevoir makes cooing sounds from my lap. I can feel the zipper on my pants starting to come down, and I realize it must be Gardevoir's doing, as May is still focused on feeling my chest. I decide to return the favor, and move my hands to feel up May's moderately sized breasts. She sighs into the kiss, breathing her sweet-smelling vanilla scent into my face and making a similar electric shiver run down my spine like when Gardevoir's tongue was in my mouth. Her breasts feel soft and bouncy even through her shirt and bra. I take the chance to move my lips to her neck and kiss her gently, while licking her a little to taste her sweet skin. Her sigh transforms into a full-on moan as I do, and I then bring my hand to the zipper of her shirt and pull it down. At that point, I also lift my hips off the bed for Gardevoir who is trying to pull my pants off entirely. My manhood springs forth as my pants slip off. I unzip May's shirt, and help her shrug out of it, catching her eyes in the process. Her gaze is focused on my now exposed manhood, and they quickly come to meet mine as I watch her. I find the clasp of her bra as our eyes meet, and her flush darkens even more. With her shirt off, I can see that it goes all the way down her neck and to her chest, stopping just short of her breasts. It looks amazing; she's so adorable. I struggle only for a second with the bra hook and manage to get it undone, it's not something that I normally have to do. I pull off May's bra and set it with her shirt on the bed next to us. Gardevoir is able to pull my pants and boxers off all the way, and they join May's clothing pile. As I move to bury my face in May's breasts, Gardevoir comes up the bed to sit on the other side of me. Her hands join May's on my chest and she catches one of hers, and then moves it down to my now exposed erection. May's warm hand grips around my shaft and I can feel that amazing electric impulse again. I realize that this feeling is from the exhilaration of what we're doing, and probably is the evolved form of that pleasurable dread I felt when we were just starting to do this kind of stuff. I guess even through all the uncertainty, I am starting to warm up to this after all.
I press May's breasts to either side of my face while kissing between them, and it feels amazing. She's so warm and soft. I would never be able to do this with Gardevoir, because if I were to, my head would have to be impaled by her blade-like heart. I pull myself out of May's warm chest as her hand starts to stroke my manhood, moving slowly up and down, while gripping with a pleasurable tightness. My hands move to her tight miniskirt and I start looking for a zipper or button, but then I realize it's just elastic, so I start to pull it down her legs. She sits up, and then gets on all fours with her butt in the air near my face so I can pull it off without disturbing her grip on my shaft. I quickly get to work and slide the skirt off her, and then go back for the dark turquoise spandex she's wearing while she continues to stroke my manhood. They're really tight, and it would be harder to take her panties off separately from them, so I just pull everything off. Her position makes it so I'm very nearly already burying my face between her legs, and so I get an amazing view of her and I can smell how turned on she is. She's already shining with wetness. It makes my manhood throb in her hand and she sighs as she feels it.
Once May is fully undressed, and her clothes are all in the pile on the bed, I look back to Gardevoir and find her hypnotic red gaze. Her eyes are half-closed, seductively.
"Can't forget about you, Gardevoir." I tease, moving closer to her and taking her face in my hands. She smiles and her hot breath hits my face in a moan before my lips take hers and she kisses me with a passion. I can see in her head that this is really doing it for her. It makes me feel a little better about this, seeing how she truly wants this, even in her thoughts. I take her hands, gripping the silky fabric of her dress there, and then pulling her arms out of it in a practiced way. I pull her dress over her head and then add it to the pile of clothing.
I can suddenly feel a warm and wet pleasure and I look down, surprised, to see May's mouth on the head of my erection. I sigh as a bolt of electric pleasure shoots through me, and my hips buck a little, pushing more into her mouth. I grab her hips that are still in the air to my left side and lift her and bring her body over mine, so we're forming a sixty-nine. She's heavier than Gardevoir, but not heavy to me at all. She gasps and squeaks a little as I lift her, but then helps me and moves her legs to either side of me. Her womanhood is so close, and smells so intoxicating. She's still a little fuzzy, the hairs that I saw this morning a little longer than the first time I saw them last night, but it's hardly a noticeable difference. I want to taste her so bad. She's so wet. But this isn't just May and I, despite what Gardevoir might be thinking, she needs to be included as well. I look over at her again.
"Come here, Gardevoir." I say, imagining what I want her to do in my head so then she can see it and I don't have to explain verbally. She smiles mischievously, and then brings her leg over my head so that her butt is against May's, and she's facing the other direction. She rests her knees on the bed, and grips the headboard behind me, so she's in position over my face as well. May resumes using her mouth on me, and takes half of my length into her mouth, and swirls her tongue on the tip, making me sigh in pleasure. This isn't just about me though, I have a job to do. Where do I start? Gardevoir's familiarly delicious pale white sex, or May's slightly-tanned-toned, shimmering wet and dark pink womanhood? I decide to return the favor to May first, as she's already working on me, and bring my mouth to her lower lips. I run my tongue between them, and my manhood throbs with desire at the taste. May moans with my shaft still in her mouth, making a vibration that reverberates my entire lower body and tickles me pleasurably. I run my tongue back down, towards her clitoris, and flick my tongue on that, making her twitch and gasp on top of me.
"Ah! Gently, Seth." She takes her mouth off of my manhood for a second to speak, her voice is urgent, but still teasing and full of lust. I smile haughtily, even though they can't see me, and flick my tongue on her bud again, more slowly. She giggles, and then her mouth finds my erection again. "That's better." She mumbles to my manhood, and then takes half of it into her mouth.
I flick her clitoris with my tongue for a little longer, then lick up the fresh juices from her entrance as I move towards Gardevoir's eager opening. I let my tongue move along where they're pressed together, earning a shocked gasp from both of them as my tongue passes over their behinds. I reach Gardevoir's wetness, and slowly push my tongue into her opening, making her moan pleasurably. I move my tongue inside her, comparing the their flavors. Gardevoir is more sour, but it's not unpleasant, and May is more salty, but again, in a good way. I move my lips up to Gardevoir's clitoris, and go to instantly suck gently on her, just the way she likes. It's strange, as I know exactly what Gardevoir wants during this, but with May I have to experiment and adjust to what she wants because I'm not used to her yet. I wonder if she's thinking the same as her mouth moves up and down my length. If so, whatever she's doing is working. It feels amazing. One of Gardevoir's three-fingered hands moves from the headboard to my head, gripping my hair while she moans intensely at my practiced pleasuring. I can feel my chin pressing against May's wetness, and I know by the end of this I'll be covered in them. I keep sucking gently on Gardevoir for a while, until I'm sure May is expecting me to come back, and then transition the same way from Gardevoir to May, lingering longer on the space between them and flicking my tongue on them. I can tell from our mental connection that May likes it, but Gardevoir is uneasy with my tongue there, so I focus more on May's anus before moving back to her clitoris and trying out what works for Gardevoir. May has to stop with her mouth again, letting out a gasping moan. It's intense, but she loves it. I can see it in her mind. I suck more gently, and add in a circular motion with my tongue. That works for her. I keep doing that, until she's gripping my leg and manhood tightly in pleasure, my erection forgotten momentarily by her mouth.
"Gardevoir, can I... um, go first?" May asks, her voice quiet and embarrassed. I could see the question in her mind before she asked, but I wasn't focused and couldn't tell exactly what she was going to say. I know Gardevoir is going to say yes, so I move off of May and lick her butt one more time before going back to Gardevoir's entrance, making her gasp in excitement.
"Yes, but don't make him finish yet. I want a turn." Gardevoir replies, her voice lustful. What am I, their little plaything? Somehow, I don't mind them talking about me like this though.
May moves off of me, rotating around so she's facing us, and then moves so her hips are level with mine. She sits on my erection, pushing it down against my lower abdomen. Her fuzzy hairs are a little prickly on me, but its like it was before: something that's a little uncomfortable, but still something I want more of. She rubs herself on me, and I wonder if she's trying to copy Gardevoir from last night because she knows that I like that. I sigh against Gardevoir's wetness, hopefully letting May know that I'm enjoying it. I can tell from her thoughts that she's happy with my reaction, and then I can see that she can't control herself anymore, and wants to put it inside her. She moves up, letting my erection stand up again, and then sits back down slowly on it, letting it push into her entrance. She takes it all in more quickly than Gardevoir usually does, and shudders and moans as her hips collide with mine. I'm suddenly overwhelmed with a sense of dread. It was easy to forget about, since it's not something that Gardevoir and I have to worry about, but isn't it a little dangerous to be doing this with May without protection?
"May." I call, my voice muffled by Gardevoir's flesh. I try to move my head down to look at her, and Gardevoir straightens her back to allow me a view of her. May looks down at me, her face questioning.
"Um... shouldn't we use a condom?" I ask, blushing. She makes a sort of tormented look, like she hadn't thought about that, but she doesn't want to stop.
"Do you have one?" She asks me, taking a deep breath. I shake my head, inadvertently rubbing my forehead against Gardevoir's womanhood in the process. She inhales, making a small gasping noise.
"Do you?" I ask back. She shakes her head, then her tormented look slowly transforms into a mischievous one. She puts her hands on the bed on either side of me, grinding her hips into mine, making us both gasp.
"Well, I guess there's nothing we can do about that." May says, smiling wickedly. "Plus, you heard Gardevoir, you're not allowed to come." She adds, grinding her hips into mine again. Oh god, I don't know if I can control that when she looks at me like that. I give a nervous chuckle, and then pull Gardevoir's hips back down over my face so I can focus on pleasuring her to distract me from how good May feels.
As I start to suck on Gardevoir's clitoris, May changes tactics and starts moving her hips up and down, picking up a dangerously pleasurable rhythm in and out. She feels great. It's an entirely different experience from having sex with Gardevoir. Even in the same position, it's different. May is curvier, and her body feels heavier and warmer on mine. Her ample hips and butt are softer and bouncier than Gardevoir, and my body fits into hers in a way that with Gardevoir, it just doesn't. As I've said before, having sex with Gardevoir is always amazing, but she wasn't designed to accept my size or to meld with my body. There always seems to be something keeping us from truly coming together, whether it's her chest blade or her small, fragile body. Gardevoir's canal is so tight, and I can feel every pulsating sensation her body makes, which makes for an incredibly stimulating experience, while with May it's not as tight, but she's so warm and somehow she grips me just the right way. It feels more mutually beneficial for both of us, while with Gardevoir sometimes it feels like I'm getting more out of it than she does.
My experienced efforts on Gardevoir's womanhood start to come to fruition as she starts releasing louder, more frequent bell-moans, and I can tell from her mind that she's coming very close to her peak. I can see in Gardevoir's mind that something has entered her canal, and I lick down between her lips to feel May's finger inserted into her, and I can feel it moving and curling inside her to help her reach her finish. I keep going with how I'm sucking on her clitoris, moving my tongue against it more frequently and with a bit more pressure until finally, it's too much for her. She grabs my head with both of her hands as she climaxes, moaning loudly.
"Oh wow, that's so hot." I can hear May moan as Gardevoir reaches her finish, obviously she must have a good view of the situation. Gardevoir's body shudders on top of me, riding out her orgasm. She returns her hands to the headboard and then lifts herself off of my face. She moves off of me to the side, falling tiredly to the bed, revealing the room we're in to my eyes that for quite some time have only seen their bodies. I don't spend much time looking at the room, though, as my attention is quickly drawn to the jiggling movement of May's ample bosom bouncing along with the rhythm she's found with our bodies. Her hands move to my chest, supporting her weight as she continues. I grab her hips, holding her still. It's too much.
"Wait." I manage, my voice strangled as I fight my oncoming orgasm. May stops with my length buried inside her, her breathing elevated as she waits for me.
"Is two too many?" May teases, smiling mischievously at me. I smile back, the immediate danger passing. She squeezes a muscle inside her, gripping my shaft and I'm at the brink again. I gasp.
"Don't do that!" I scold her, playfully. Her smile only widens. "I'm serious! That was too close."
"Oops." Is all she says as she does it again, unable to stop smiling. I gasp again, this time it really almost makes me orgasm, the feeling of dread that washes over me when I think about getting her pregnant is the only thing that stops me from exploding inside her. I lift her hips up, making her squeak again, and withdraw my length from her, willing myself to calm down. Once I'm out, and my shining wet manhood is piercing the air instead of her flesh, I set May back down on my hips. She sits with my erection between her legs, similarly to how she was before she put me inside her, with the short hairs of her lower lips prickling me again.
"Aw, come on, Seth. I was close." May complains, her tone light and playful. She's trying not to hurt my feelings with her tone. I sigh, taking a few deep breaths before I answer, still fighting against my unwarranted orgasm.
"It's too much. I just need a second. An actual second, not you squeezing me like that." I tease back, but I realize there's not much of a joke there. She's good at this, and she knows how to flex those muscles inside her to pleasure me even more than she normally would. She smiles her wide, wicked smile and I feel something inside me, like a sort of longing for her. I realize then that I really like her, maybe I even love her. She's adorable and funny, she has those personality quirks that just make her even more attractive, and she's great at sex on top of all of that. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad to have her be a part of our relationship. She's, thankfully, not a Pokémon, so if things didn't work out then it wouldn't be the same sort of situation that it would be with Gardevoir. It makes this a little easier knowing that.
All my thinking has allowed me to calm down, and I feel like I can keep going with May, and get her to her finish. I motion like I want back inside her, and she eagerly raises her hips for me while I aim myself up into her. I slip back inside easily, as my manhood is still slick from our love-making. Her hips crash into mine, and we both moan as our physical connection reengages. Once I'm buried back inside her, I surprise her by sitting up. Before she has time to ask what I'm doing, I grab her around the waist and lift her with my arms and my hips and flip us around on the bed, so that I'm on top. Her shocked face suggests she had no idea what I was thinking despite the ever-present connection of our minds with Gardevoir's powers. She gasps and squeaks as she's suddenly under me, writhing a little with anticipation. Her arms are around my neck instantly, and her legs go around my waist, using her feet to hook together around me and hold me tightly to her. She forces my face to hers, taking my lips as she wills me mentally to move my hips and slam into her. I oblige as best I can, picking up a rhythm that for Gardevoir would be much too rough.
I can see, mentally, as May assaults my face, that Gardevoir is watching in a sort of lust-filled haze. She's watching me pound into May, and she doesn't really know exactly how to feel about it. She loves how it looks, and she's even a little jealous that I'm doing that to May, but at the same time, she knows that for her, it would probably be more painful than pleasurable at this pace, and is content with just watching. I can see her decision to move down the bed, to get a better look from beneath us. She crawls alongside of us, watching as she goes, and it's like I'm watching us in a mirror through her eyes. I keep the same rhythm, slamming into May and making her moan loudly with every push forward. I continue to observe Gardevoir's movements through her mind, as focusing on that distracts me enough from the pace to keep me lasting longer. Gardevoir goes down beneath us, so she has a view of our connection from the back. Through her mind, the view of my own ass and manhood slamming into May is not exactly flattering, but she seems to enjoy the sight very much. I see her hands moving towards us before I feel them. Her right hand gently fondles my package as I move, making me flinch slightly at her tickling grasp. Her left hand moves to May, and one of her fingers finds her butt. She pushes it in easily, as there is plenty of lubrication, to the first knuckle of her strange, pointed fingers. May gasps. She wasn't watching like I was, and so Gardevoir's sudden intrusion startles her. She quickly adjusts to the feeling though, and wiggles her hips downward slightly, willing more of Gardevoir's finger into her. May lets loose a whining moan, and then I can feel her body tense, including her canal. She squeezes that muscle inside her, gripping me with everything she has and it's all I can do to withstand the assault without jumping over the edge with her. Gardevoir asked for a turn. It's not just May and I. Gardevoir deserves to get what she wants.
May slowly comes off her high, her muscles relaxing and her grip on me loosening. Her arms fall to her sides on the bed, and her leg death-grip around my waist falls. Her feet fall to the bed, with her knees still in the air. I sit back on my haunches, so our bodies are perpendicular but still connected. I did it. I lasted through both of their orgasms. It's just me left who gets to finish. The sense of pride I feel makes me feel a little rejuvenated, and I take myself out of May to grab Gardevoir. I pull her around to the side of us, and then lift her so she's lying in the same position as May, but on top of her. Her butt rests on May's lower abdomen, so their entrances are aligned before me. I snake my arms under may's knees, and then up to grab Gardevoir's hips and steady her on top of May. I grip her scar in the process, and the raised skin of her healed wound makes me realize I had forgotten about it this whole time. I shrug it off for now. Of course, I still feel horrible, and I still feel like it's entirely my fault, but Gardevoir is waiting for me.
I use my hips to angle my manhood upwards to Gardevoir's entrance, and then slowly start pushing myself forward. Her excited bell moans let me know that she's accepting my size easily this time, and I realize that it's probably the extra lubrication from May that's helping us. My manhood is already coated and shining with her juices, and that just makes it easier to ease into Gardevoir. I still take it slow, letting her adjust to me as I enter her.
Once I'm fully in, my hips colliding with May's and Gardevoir's, I start to thrust selfishly into her. I'm already close, and I've been close. I can tell that Gardevoir is feeling a little exhausted, she likes this, but she's already finished once, and is content with me just using her to get there myself. Her bell-like sounds ring out into the room, mixing with May's breathing and gasps. I realize that as I slam into Gardevoir, my package is smacking against May, hitting her most sensitive spot. I check on her reaction mentally, and its an intense sort of feeling, but she likes it. It's not too much for her. Satisfied at that, I pick up the pace again. Gardevoir's tight walls are clenching me at every angle, and it makes me subconsciously compare them both again. Gardevoir is so much tighter than May, but they both feel amazing. I can feel my orgasm approaching, and then suddenly it overwhelms me. I slam into Gardevoir, pushing as deeply as possible, and explode inside her, letting out an uncharacteristically loud moan as I do. This was too long in coming. I was holding it back for so long that when I finally get there, it feels more powerful than any orgasm I've ever had before. I gasp and inhale sharply at the feeling. I can feel our connection getting warmer with every throbbing squirt, and eventually there's so much that it starts leaking out of Gardevoir and dripping down towards May's womanhood. I eventually withdraw, after everything I have is spent inside of Gardevoir. As I pull out my length, a large amount of bubbling semen pours out of her, spilling over May's sex and painting them both in my seed. May sighs as she feels the warmth spreading over her, and then giggles. Gardevoir looks a little dazed, and definitely tired. Her eyes are half-closed, but with exhaustion rather than lust. I think we've satiated her for now.
"Wow." I say simply, catching my breath. I slide off the end of the bed, stumbling a little as my feet hit the floor. I enjoy the view as they lie there, Gardevoir seems content with sleeping right where she is, but May starts to slide Gardevoir off of her to the side onto the bed. May sits up, a dorky smile plastered on her face.
"That should've been the first time we had sex." She says, eyeing me. That smile is infectious, I have no choice but to return it. I can't contain a chuckle either.
May giggles back at me, and then I head off toward the bathroom to grab a hand towel. I wet it with warm water and squeeze most of it out, and then head back to the two girls in my bed. I clean Gardevoir first, so she can get under the covers more quickly and get to sleep. She's so tired, and I don't blame her. I'm sure she had a lot to concentrate on to keep our mental connection going during this whole thing, and not to mention the physical exhaustion from participating in it. Once I clean her, she sits up slowly and kisses me cutely on the lips in thanks, and then moves under the covers without another word and cuddles up with the blankets. I start to hand May the towel so she can clean herself, but she scoots her hips closer to me, her eyes expectant, so I start to clean her off as well, blushing slightly at the intimate gesture. She giggles when it tickles, and blushes a little in response to my blush. Once she's clean, she moves to kiss me the same way but then holds me for a little longer than Gardevoir did, savoring our sweet kiss, and then goes under the covers to cuddle into Gardevoir, claiming the middle of the bed. Not only is she sleeping naked, but she's also stealing my cuddle buddy! I suppose I could let her have her for tonight. I don't think Gardevoir will mind, as I'm fairly certain she's already asleep, and I can just snuggle up to May tonight. I return the towel to the bathroom, and then use the toilet and return to them cuddling and looking awfully comfortable. I sigh, smiling. Maybe I could get used to this.
It's early the next morning when I wake up. Gardevoir and I spent some time talking in our psychic space, but made little progress towards "creating" our bodies or an environment. Her mind felt the exhaustion that her body felt from the previous night, and I could tell that it had an effect on our connection. We had even less time than the first time. I sit up in bed, untangling myself from May's naked body next to me. She decided to stay latched onto Gardevoir last night, and as such is still attached to her, making it easy for me to get up. That is not the case for Gardevoir, however, and I can see her opening her eyes only to realize that she might not be going anywhere with how tightly May is holding her. I yawn, stretching out. I swing my legs off the side of the bed, putting my bare feet on the carpeted floor.
I gently wake May up, shaking her shoulder gently while I stand over her, nude. She seems a little confused when she wakes up, but then that cute blush spreads across her face and I can see in her mind that she's remembering last night. I laugh, helping them both out of bed. We head to the bathroom to take our three person shower. We need to leave quickly today, as we have a long distance to cover. We put our bathing suits on under our clothes, foregoing our normal underwear. We'll be on the water for most of the day today.
Once we eat, and our Pokémon are fed and we're packed back up and ready to head out, we leave the Pokécenter. Mossdeep isn't a large city, and it doesn't take long to walk out the city gates and down onto the same beach that we arrived here at the day before. I call out Swampert, and May calls out her Seaking into the water. I explain to Swampert that we have a long journey ahead of us along the water, and to please let me know if he gets tired, so we can stop for him to recover. I don't want him getting worn out. I'm expecting a ferocious battle once we arrive at the final Regi cave and I will need Swampert to be at his best.
We head out onto the water, surfing at a decent speed.
After a few hours of surfing, and navigating the waves with the help of our Pokégears and notable landmarks, we arrive at about the halfway point, which is Pacifidlog Town. It's a tiny little town suspended in the sea on anchored down floating rafts. They are an incredibly unique community, using wooden decks as roads to each floating raft. The most notable location is the Pokécenter directly in the middle of the town, as the rest of the buildings are people's homes and one small shop. The town is said to protect the nearby sky pillar from raiders or intruders who would disturb the supposed resting place of the legendary Pokémon, Rayquaza, who is said to be the god of the skies in the Hoenn region, and without its intervention, the other legendary Pokémon, Groudon and Kyogre, would have fought for eternity and destroyed the world. Understandably, Pacifidlog Town is a religious community, worshiping Rayquaza as their one true god. They are a friendly, helpful community, albeit a little backwards, and the Pokécenter allows trainers to rest and recuperate like the other Pokécenters, so we stop in to have lunch.
After we're done, we head back out on Swampert and Seaking, chatting for a while until we reach the vicious currents I've heard about that form between Pacifidlog Town and Slateport City. The currents make it impossible to travel by boat, but Swampert and Seaking have no trouble navigating them, and they only accelerate our travel.
We rest again in Slateport, despite having just stopped not long ago in Pacifidlog Town. I want to be absolutely sure that Swampert is ready to fight when we arrive on route 105. Ever since we left this morning, I've had a sort of nervous anticipation building up in my stomach, and as we get closer and closer to our destination, it only keeps building and building. I feel like I know that Sammy will be there, and I know that we're going to battle again. I don't know how I know, but I can just feel it. I have to wonder if it has anything to do with what Liza and Tate said about my psychic abilities.
Eight hours after leaving Mossdeep City, we've traveled across the length of the Hoenn region in record time. The currents and the skills of our Pokémon are what got us here so quickly. We stopped shortly in Dewford Town to have something for dinner, which was meager fair, just like lunch. We didn't have time to stop somewhere to eat, or to make anything complicated. We also reserved a room there, as it's the closest town to the cave on 105. I don't know exactly how the the oncoming events will turn out, but it's good to have a plan in place no matter what transpires. Reserving the room now means that we have somewhere to fall back to once this whole thing is over. From Dewford, the cave on route 105 was only a short distance northward, and we arrive on the island wet, cold, and a little tired in the setting sunlight. It's late, but the cave is here, and our journey is at it's end, no matter what happens inside.
May, Gardevoir, Swampert, and I head into the mouth of the cave. May returns her Seaking to his ball, seeing as there's nowhere for him to swim inside. The cave is dark and musty, like the previous of it's kind.
"Did we make it here before him?" May asks, her voice bouncing along the walls of the entryway.
"No." I respond, automatically. Somehow, I can sense him here. May calls out her Plusle to help illuminate the cave that we know from experience now will be pitch black inside. She explodes out of the ball in a white light, sporting another new outfit from May. She's dressed like a business woman, complete with the tight pencil skirt and suit jacket with glasses. I guess May might have been paying more attention to that show we were watching last night than I thought. We head further in, and I can eventually see a purple light resonating out from the middle of the dark cave. It's much brighter than the last time I saw it, and the Pokémon emitting it is larger than the last time I saw it. I can tell now that it is indeed a ghost-type Pokémon, as it's somewhat translucent, black body is floating in the air. It looks almost like a creepy doll, its mouth looks like a zipper, and its expression is harsh. Against the purple light, I can see a flash of deep red hair, and I can see a hand reaching out into the darkness. Sammy's hand touches the face of a cold-looking pillar in the middle of the room, and yellow, braille-like eyes light up the cave further. A sound like an old computer rings out into the cave, reverberating against the walls. It sounds like it could be if someone put auto-tune onto the sound of a high-pitched car horn going down the street.
"Stop!" I shout, too late, my voice ringing almost as loud. Sammy startles so badly, he almost falls to the cave floor. He quickly recovers, turning to see us standing at the entrance of the cave. Regice doesn't seem to notice my cry, and instantly starts to swing it's arms at Sammy, who jumps out of the way just in time. He pulls out a Pokéball and throws it. A tremendously heavy, tall Pokémon comes out of the ball, lighting the cave with the explosion of white light. It has the same braille-like eyes that Regice has, although they are red instead of yellow. It's body looks to be made of metal and it's cry is like a sheet of metal bouncing around a room while simultaneously being scraped with a knife. It's Registeel, the Pokémon that Sammy caught in the cave on route 120 while we hid behind a rock during his battle. Hearing it's horrible screeching cry sends a chill through my spine as I remember that traumatizing experience.
Registeel immediately slams into Regice, knocking it back. It doesn't seem to be protecting Sammy or listening to his commands. It seems to have it's own agenda, and that seems to be to destroy Regice as fast as possible.
"What the fuck are you doing here?" Sammy spits, his voice loud and echoing in the cave. His face contorts into that horrible smirk as he and his ghostly Pokémon shrink away from the Regi's battle.
"You're not going to catch that Pokémon!" I shout back, pointing at him. My confidence is bolstered by the fact that he doesn't seem to have any control over his Registeel. If he can't control it, he can't use it against me. Gardevoir presses into my back, frightened by the two legendaries throwing each other around. The cave is large enough, and we're far enough away that they don't pose an immediate danger to us, as they're on the other end of the cave. Plusle's light combined with the purple light from Sammy's Pokémon is lighting up almost the entirety of the cave, and I can see just how large it is. May is on my left, standing firm with me, but I can see in her head that she's terrified. She can't believe she's watching two legendaries battle it out, and in that sense I can see the Pokémon researcher in her again. She's terrified, yes, but she's also amazed.
"What? And you think you're going to stop me?" Sammy screams back, his usually deep, menacing voice now has an almost childish whine to it. I don't respond. I take Regirock's Pokéball off my belt. This is it. I don't think Regirock will listen to me, but this is my chance to use him. At the very least, he can battle it out with the other legendaries and give Sammy and I a chance to focus on each other. I know how this has to end. I have to defeat Sammy here and now. I won't get another chance. If he manages to capture both Regice and Registeel, he'll be unstoppable. I throw the ball out into the cave, and it explodes open, revealing Regirock, the final legendary titan in the trio.
"You! You're the one who stole that Pokémon from me!" Sammy screams wildly, his eyes opening so wide it looks like they might pop out of his head. With Gardevoir's sensitivity to emotions, I can feel the anger, boiling and red, pouring out of him like lava. I can feel it in my chest, burning a vertical line down the center of my abdomen. Is this what Gardevoir feels like when she's exposed to these emotions?
Regirock rushes forward, slamming both Registeel and Regice against the wall of the cave with incredible force. The whole cave shakes with the sound of their bodies colliding into the wall, and I grab May to hold her steady and to help stay standing myself, while Gardevoir holds my shoulders. Maybe this wasn't the best idea. We're reenacting the old legend about how the Regi's were sealed away for their power. Maybe those ancient people didn't seal them away to control their individual powers, maybe they sealed them away from each other to stop any unnecessary destruction that their fighting may have caused.
"I'm going to fucking kill you!" Sammy shouts, making a battle stance. He whips a Pokéball off his belt and hurls it at me, flying halfway across the distance between us and then exploding violently and releasing his Charizard. I've seen this Pokémon before. I know what will work best. I can beat Sammy. Gardevoir moves out from behind me, taking my hand. I look over at her and her big red eyes hold mine.
"We can do this." She states, the determination in her voice so strong that I forget momentarily about my unease at letting her battle.
It's time to end this.
AN: Ooooohhh boy. We be getting there, boiis. Unfortunately, this chapter marks the end of the chapters I had already pre-written, and that means we're moving on to stuff I'm currently working on, so it may take longer for me to upload. College is kicking me in the ass already this semester, so all I can say is that I'll do my best to keep this going. I definitely want to keep writing, so hopefully I can find time between classes. I hope you're all staying safe, and thank you very much for reading and reviewing!