The night of the party had finally arrived. You stepped out of your taxi as it pulled up at the hotel. You wore a short sleeved dress. The top half was black and flowed out into a deep purple skirt that hung just above the knee, a cute starry pattern that glistened silver under the street lights, dotted around the lower half. Your lilac heels 'clack' on the tarmac as you make your way to the entrance. Your (H/C) hair flows into soft curls as you had braided it the night before. As you get closer, you see him. Leon has a black suit on with a purple tie. You had actually asked him what he planned on wearing a while back so you could colour coordinate to look more like a pair. The purple went well with his hair and made his yellow eyes stand out all the more. You feel a small wave of anxiety as you try your best to remain calm.

"Hey!" He looks up at the sound of your voice, a smile breaking through his features. "Wow (Y/N) you look beautiful!" You can't help but break into a giddy smile, blushing faintly as you thank him and return the compliment. "Are you ready to go in?" You nod and with that he offers you an arm. You link your arm with his, instantly noticing the hard muscle underneath. 'Gah focus!' You squeeze your (E/C) eyes shut as you step inside together. The warmth a welcome touch opposed to the chill of the night air outside. You open your eyes to be greeted by a crowd of familiar faces but not one would know of you. Why would they? These people live in the spotlight. You suddenly feel a pang, getting the sense of beeing akin to a small fish that had just swam it's way out from the narrow river into the huge sea. Introductions are soon made and slowly you find yourself relaxing bit by bit. At least these big shots were friendly.

The room itself is large and open. There's a buffet table laid out in the corner with all sorts of delicious looking food on it, people coming and going as they pleased. Various tables are laid out with more relaxed lounge areas around the outskirts. It had all been decorated with a professional touch and there was a dance floor with a DJ who looked to be setting up his equipment still. You and Leon take your places at your designated seats. You were sharing a table with Sonia, Hop, Gloria and Marnie with Leon by your side. As Gloria was now the reigning Champion, she stood and delivered a speech once everyone had settled. Expressing her thanks towards everyone who had attended and looking forward to future endeavours. Such big words almost looked too mature for such a young kid to be saying, but this was the new normal now. She was lovely and seemed before her time in a unique way though, perhaps you just had a bias towards the old champ now sat beside you. After her speech there is a thunderous applause and a toast for the Champion. Soon enough everyone is digging into their food from the selection and chattering away. Along with said food came drinks. You told yourself you'd have a few. You were pretty good at managing your alcohol intake but the same couldn't be said for your boss...

The night draws on. The lights are now dimmed as the DJ fills the air with upbeat music. By this point everyone had scattered out, bellies full and drinks in hand. The atmosphere had become more chill and naturally you found yourself drawn to the dance floor. You had at first stuck by Leon's side for a while, really only speaking when spoken too as you still felt out of place. He got into some long conversation about battle techniques with Piers and you felt you would fall asleep if stood listening to that for much longer. The buzz of alcohol in your body gave you a boost and you had wondered away to join the gathering of moving bodies. Soon enough you found your nerves melting away as you sway with the rhythm. You felt more at home, it was something in the way the music wrapped you in an invisible embrace that was somewhat therapeutic.

You had no idea a pair of golden eyes watched you with the intent of a predator stalking it's pretty little prey. Leon had finally broke free of the conversation to find you missing. Of course this is where he'd find you. It was so fitting. He can't tear his gaze away, the alcohol he had consumed caused a feverish glow in his cheeks as his vision tunneled to you and you alone. He make's his way through the crowd, his stride slow and calculating. You are completely unaware of his presence until you feel a pair of arms slip around your waist. Your body stiffens in response to the unfamiliar touch and your whip your head round only to meet his somewhat smug smirk. You suck in a suprised breath but your body relaxes into his as you rock in time with the beat. It's as if the two of you were puzzles pieces, fitting together so perfectly. It just felt right. You feel his grip tighten as your back presses against his chest. You try your best to ignore the pounding of your heartbeat in your ears that seemed to swallow the sound of the music you had been dancing too.

Then you feel it. It was so fleeting, like the soft graze of a butterfly's wing, but the unmistakable feel of his lips brushing against your bare neck causes an array of emotions to come forth. But the alcohol is dulling your senses and making you brave, in response you grind your ass against him and holy fucking shit he is hard. Your mind is finding it hard to process what is happening but your body follows along like a puppet on strings. A low growl tickles your ear as you suddenly find yourself being turned around to face him. Clumsy lips find yours and you throw your arms around his neck. No longer caring who watches, only feeling an all consuming burn light up your insides. Just as you both pull apart, he grabs your hand and half drags you out of a back door as your feet try to catch up. You sharply inhale as the night air greets your lungs and you both disappear into an alleyway, the darkness concealing you both to the oblivious outside world as he turns back to you. Pinning you against a wall, mouth hungry and desperate as it meets yours again.

You melt under his kiss, arms scrabbling back to his neck. His big, warm hands trail down the curves of your body as you shiver from his touch. As his tounge slips into your mouth, he grabs your thighs with a hearty squeeze and lifts you as if you weighed nothing more than mere feathers. Instinctively you wrap your legs around his waist as he holds you there. A groan escapes you as he momentarily pulls back, eyes shining in the black of the night, bright with lust. "Are...are you drunk?" He asks, voice rough as if he couldn't bare being away from your lips. "N-no I'm f-fine. Are you?" You manage to stutter, mind going a mile a second as he shakes his head. A guilty expression flashes across him for a split second before admitting in a mumble "Well maybe slightly but I know what I'm doing." You let out a brash chuckle and before you know it he's kissing you again.

You can feel the heat starting to pool between your legs as the movement from the intense make-out session causing you to rub against his erection. He focuses on your neck, dragging his tounge down it causing you to moan his name as he bites down and proceeds to mark you, his hands groping your ass as the warmth in your gut starts to become unbearable, begging for release. You slide your hands down his chest all the way down to the buckle of his belt and there's a pause as he registers what your wordlessly asking. "(Y/N) are you sure?" You meet his heavy lidded gaze as you both breathe heavily, fighting for air. "I..." You go to voice your want but there's a sound that causes both of you to freeze. You both look down to notice a Rattata digging through a nearby rubbish heap. It's beady eyes looking at the both of you before scurrying off. This proves enough of a shock to the system to process what exactly is going on here and any lingering intoxication vanishes from you.

Leon gently let's you down at your request as you pull down your dress that had ridden up as a result. You feel as if your heart is about to fly from your mouth and you swear your face is literally on fire as Leon silently does his belt back up, smoothing out his suit. 'How did this happen?!' Panic awashes you as the silence between you both hangs heavy. It's not that you didn't want this to happen. This was like every wet dream of yours come to life but you were confused and alarmed at this new side of Leon. He was always such a gentleman. So soft and kind and so seemingly innocent. The very fact this all managed to play out in the first place was beyond you and you wondered if you ever really knew him at all. After what feels like an eternity, Leon looks at you, his handsome features now sullen with regret. "I'm sorry (Y/N) I never meant for this to...I just..." The words die in his throat as tears start to prick the corners of your eyes. 'See he didn't mean it, he was drunk, this is all your fault!' You step back and shake your head. Your voice cracks as you whisper "This was a mistake." You turn and run away into the night, the sound of him crying out your name echoing in the background as your face becomes awash with tears, mascara running down your cheeks as you sprint your way back home. 'What a fool I've been.'