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Proof-read by fabulous Espada Harribel
Nothing but Change
She'd noticed the change in Jessie's behaviour; ever since she had been promoted – receiving the boss' praise in front of the teams and everything – the "B Team's" redhead looked at her differently. Cassidy had expected her to silently fume and vent out her rage as soon as the grunts had been dismissed, but the contempt never came.
The promotion came with a raise, benefits, the chance to work closer to the esteemed boss and everything the common grunts of Team Rocket could want!
And yet…
In her eyes there was only certain…veneration.
No.
That couldn't be it. There was something behind her gentle expression.
I couldn't look away
A gnawing suspicion took root at the back of the blonde's mind that was quickly dismissed, but the look on Jessie's face was an image she would not forget anytime soon.
In fact, whenever they were both back at Team Rocket's headquarters, the redhead always had an excuse to swing by Cassidy's room for idle, boring chatter or otherwise encroach on the blonde's privacy. What bothered her even more wasn't that, however; it was the lack of banter – the lack of hostility the redhead usually approached her with. For as long as they had known each other from their days at the Team Rocket Academy there had always been bad blood between the two, with sneering remarks, mocking, taunting, the whole kit and caboodle.
But now it was as if those events had never taken place.
"A fine display during the mock-battle, Cassy dear. You've trained your Pokémon well."
Cassidy grimaced at the nickname. To make matters worse, Jessie had just barged into her room again.
Like you were here to stay
"Right. Thanks," she replied dismissively and refused to meet the other woman's eyes while she kept herself busy. "Ever heard of knocking or do you see it fit to barge into an Admin's room uninvited?"
That should've riled Jessie up a little.
The chuckle was not what Cassidy had expected. "Oh, lighten up, Cass. We're friends, aren't we?"
`Friends´?
She scoffed at the notion. It was painfully obvious what Jessie was doing and Cassidy didn't like it one bit.
…So why was it that she –dare she say it— liked the attention? Why was it that the appreciated look in Jessie's eyes made her heart stir so much?
There goes my mind again
At one point in the past, Cassidy would've loved this casual interaction with Jessie – loved to have the other woman show up unannounced, taking her jacket off.
Now it was a different story entirely that played with her heartstrings so cruelly.
"Say, now that you're an Admin, do you think there's a chance me and the boys could get some…" The redhead stepped forward in a slow gait that drew the blonde's attention to her hips. Those eyes that, for the longest time, had glared daggers were now heavy-lidded and soft. "Extra help? I heard that the higher-ups managed to snag some new and rare Pokémon earlier…"
There it was.
Jessie's fingertips danced over Cassidy's arm as the former inched closer, brushing against her. "Maybe we can come to an agreement?"
You're that lace trimmed danger
She knew what Jessie was doing and she hated it. This change wasn't welcomed. Not like this.
And yet Cassidy's traitorous heart and body welcomed it for pathetic reasons.
"You're going to have to make it worth my while." Too late did she realize the meaning of her words and made the mistake of meeting Jessie's widened eyes, swirling with emotions until the passionate look returned.
"But of course."
Cassidy sighed. Her Desire, in a moment of weakness, had won her over.
Don't, don't you lose control
Jessie was already undressing her with her wandering eyes while she undressed herself, behaving like they were some kind of lovers.
But Cassidy knew the redhead would be gone by sunrise when she got what she wanted.
x.x.x
Under any other circumstances Cassidy would've loved this; she had Jessie in her bed, functionally nude with her skirt hiked up and top pulled up, revealing creamy swells and the soaked apex of pale loins. She had Jessie at her mercy. Years of bottled up desires and emotions – long dead, buried and left unacted – came flooding forward.
…If only this was mutual.
Cassidy firmly kneaded malleable mounds with relish as pink little nubs stood sweetly at attention as a result whilst she kissed Jessie's collarbone. She smelled good, flowery, and the scent was intoxicating. The sounds – quiet gasps and stifled little moans – were music to her ears as she continued her ministrations.
Jessie bucked against the touch and Cassidy pursed her lips around a small nipple, pebbly and pert, and grazed her teeth against sensitive skin for a sharp gasp. How long had she yearned for this? The blonde couldn't remember when it had started. She played with its twin, rolled it between her fingers and pinched or twisted at intervals.
"Ah…Cassidy…"
The double-edged blade that was that needy utterance made the blonde's heart throb.
Cassidy swirled her tongue around the peak, giving it a good lap before she pressed her lips back against Jessie's collarbone and trailed a path south. She nuzzled the valley between Jessie's swells with a purr that'd make a Meowth rear its head and continued downwards Jessie's writhing body.
"Mm…"
The lower she got, the more Jessie spread her legs wider and Cassidy was happy for the access. Her hands had settled over the redhead's hips as she brushed past a small triangle of curls and caught the whiff of the latter's arousal, which only fanned the blonde's flame. Any fantasies prior to this couldn't do Jessie justice.
Wasting no time, Cassidy pressed her face against Jessie's sex and kissed her mons, and the redhead shuddered and bucked her hips eagerly. Slow circuits with her tongue around a swollen bundle of nerves were appreciated as Jessie fisted blonde tresses and kept her in place, a soft cry escaping past her lips as she did so and Cassidy was more than happy to continue despite herself. She lapped a hot path at intervals while her fingertips teased a drenched slit just enough to earn a frustrated groan from above.
It was petty, really – a small spiteful act.
Jessie's excitement was sweet and tangy. She was a wet mess and responded eagerly to Cassidy's oral ministrations, but once a single digit slipped inside—
"Cassidy…!"
Inner velvety muscles clamped down, greedily sucking it in. Cassidy's tongue flicked at her clit as she shallowly thrusted at a languid pace despite, the redhead wordlessly urging her for more. When a second finger was added and sheathed to the second knuckle Jessie cried out a whimper and weakly pumped her hips to meet the blonde's thrusts.
Cassidy's other hand danced over exposed skin, drawing small circles whilst she enjoyed herself as much as she was able to. The redhead was trembling, likely close, and the musk of her arousal was potent the more the blonde continued. Her fingers curved against inner walls, spread and flexed them in earnest and made Jessie whine and writhe.
"Cassidy…! Cassidy!"
Her voice was shrill, a litany of ecstasy. Jessie's hand had relinquished blonde locks in favour of clawing at the mattress underneath as pleasure crashed over her like a wave against the rocks, her body frantically moving against Cassidy's face and fingers to milk as much ecstasy as possible throughout her crescendo until she reached her high.
A shudder. A strangled cry. A quiver. And then Jessie's muscles relaxed. Her excitement had sullied Cassidy's jaw and fingers; a testament to her intense orgasm.
She was spent and Cassidy's own sex throbbed with aching need.
Before she could move over the redhead lazily glanced up and smiled, content. "I trust you're satisfied with my body?"
Of course. She should've expected this.
Cassidy bristled. Silent rage quickly turned into somber acceptance.
She had met this kind of women before; those who want something new, a thrill, but they don't reciprocate because that would be gay. Can't have that, now can they?
She wanted to scream – wanted to abuse her newly gifted authority and demand more. Cassidy knew better than that though. It wasn't worth it if she had to force the other woman.
Still…
"Raise your leg for me."
The look on the redhead's face hurt her more than any of their past arguments. Nonetheless, Jessie complied and lifted her leg as Cassidy straddled it between hers and began to rock her hips.
"Mm…"
It was…pathetic. She was wet, and it didn't even feel that good, but it did the trick eventually. Cassidy didn't dare to meet Jessie's gaze and simply focused on the friction and the little jolts of electricity it created as she finished herself with a shuddering orgasm and soaked her panties.
Quick and humiliating. Probably for the best.
The few minutes of silence as she tried to regain her composure was excruciating, but finally she straightened. "…You're dismissed. I'll have someone deliver you a new Pokémon later."
"Aw, thank you, Cass~ I can't wait!"
Apparently not, what with how quick Jessie fixed her clothes and hair.
She ceased mid-step by the doorway and peered back. "And you know…If you ever need a replacement for Butch…well, you know where to find me."
Cassidy didn't even dignify the statement with a nod. Jessie left shortly after; when her footsteps could barely be heard down the hallway, Cassidy slammed her fist down on the desk with a muffled shout.
This wasn't fair – it wasn't fair how her heart reacted to that woman, despite the nature of her advances and how she thought giving up her body like that would be mutually satisfying.
What joy was there in this?
x.x.x
Despite herself, Cassidy didn't stop Jessie's continuous advances as the weeks passed.
Procuring a new, rare Pokémon from the higher ups wasn't a quick or easy task, but Jessie seemed to think it was only a matter of giving her body to the blonde admin enough times. And in a way she was right.
Every other day Jessie would arrive and flirt with her, casually teasing Cassidy until the blonde would give in and relish in the scent of the redhead's body, the taste of her sex, and the sound of her lusty utterances even when Jessie didn't actively offer anything in return (be it sex or feelings.)
Whether she was aware of Cassidy's feelings and attraction or not she took advantage of the blonde by giving her something she wanted more – possibly even more than her own satisfaction sadly enough.
Curved fingers wriggled and reached a sweet-spot deep inside Jessie and the latter cried out as she arched against the wall. Cassidy rested her forehead against it, hips slowly rolling over the other woman's thigh while she worked her magic, but there was no real pleasure or joy committed to or derived from this; only Jessie was enjoying herself.
"Cass…" The sweet, throaty sound made the blonde's heart flutter. "Let me kiss you."
Ba-bump.
Cassidy nearly froze. She had tried once – and only once – to kiss Jessie early on and the woman had turned her head right away.
She wasn't being fair. This was toying with Cassidy's emotions.
And yet she couldn't resist the allure as she pressed her lips against Jessie's. Although brief the contact sent a shiver up her spine as adrenaline rushed forth and she kissed the redhead fervently despite the chaste reciprocation. Even if it wasn't earnest, it was still a kiss and like a fool Cassidy accepted it, nonetheless…though it only made matters worse once the tryst was over.
In intervals you're sinking in
x.x.x
"A…Salandit?"
"It's as exotic as any. You're welcome."
Jessie's brow furrowed. "Right…Yes, thank you."
"Not what you were expecting?"
"I just thought that the higher ups had something…stronger, is all."
"It's Poison-Fire type. I feel that can be handy." And she meant it. A Salandit was nothing to scoff at and many would say (and Cassidy would be inclined to agree) that giving a Salandit – especially a female – to someone like Jessie and her team was a huge waste.
"No, no. I'm sure. Thanks."
"You don't sound or look happy. Or grateful for that matter."
Jessie scowled. "If I wanted something small and useless, I'd just use Meowth."
"I'd be happy to take it back."
The redhead shot a mild glare at her before glancing back at the Poké Ball in her hand. Then, without anything else to say, she tossed it back and turned on her heel.
And just like that, things changed. Cassidy didn't see much of Jessie since then as the weeks became a month. Regardless of reason, be it active avoidance or otherwise, they were no longer involved with each other.
And that was fine. It hurt, but it was fine.
One day you'll be the face of a stranger
It was for the best. Cassidy would never get what she truly wanted anyway. She had to move on, this she knew.
…So why was it so fucking hard to do just that?
You're mine, you're sinking into my soul
Her heart threatened to collapse.
Don't you know?
"It's not fair…"
A Poké Ball clicked open and a Houndoom sprung forth from a bright light, shaking itself off before walking over to its master, nuzzling her leg with a soft growl.
"Aw, Cerbera… Thanks. At least I have you, girl."
The canine Pokémon growled softly and wagged its tail as she petted its head, albeit absentmindedly.
Don't look back, just
Let it go
Cassidy sighed. "One day at a time I suppose. Say, why don't we go outside, get some fresh air? You sure could stretch those legs a little."
The Houndoom barked happily and jumped excitedly, but its frame stiffened. Its tail stopped wagging and the Pokémon turned to face the door with a snarl.
"Cerbera, what—"
She tensed up.
Cowering by the doorway stood Jessie with her gaze shifting from the canine to the blonde. "…Hi. Am I interrupting?"
"What do you want, Jessie?"
The redhead straightened, but kept a safe distance. She looked so…vulnerable. It wasn't like her. "Can we talk?"
Cassidy eyed her warily. Her heart fluttered foolishly and her mind raced as she pondered whether or not this was a waste of time.
Nothing but change stays the same
Finally, she replied.