Swimming in a Sea of Diamonds

by Cosmic Sky

Cynthia had met a lot of people over the years, but few were able to hold her interests the way Lucas could. her interest in him had only intensified over the years, as had his in her. They saw something special in each other that kept on pulling them together. Maybe it was time they decided to listen to those inner feelings, and maybe a trip to Alola was the time to act on them.

This isn't quite the One-Shot that I was planning on posting next in my list, but things ended up turning out this way. Even with my chaotic schedule, this was one lemon that I wanted to get out around June/July. You could say this one is celebrating two big occasions, the series' 25th anniversary and the Sinnoh Remakes along with Legends Arceus. Who better a leading lady than the Sinnoh League Champion, Cynthia? Originally, I planned on holding off on her, but due to a number of circumstances, I figured why not give it a go.

As with my previous One-Shot, the lucky trainer, Lucas, will be aged up a few years as this story takes place a couple of years post game. It follows the Platinum storyline so expect some references to the Distorted World and Giratina, amongst a few other little details, including some headcanons. Lucas is seventeen-years-old and Cynthia is twenty-eight, so eleven years separating them. Now that that's settled, here's the warning-lewdness and smut abode as these two will get very intimate in this story. Which I'm sure is what most of you will be reading for. Enjoy!

I do not own anything.

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Swimming in a Sea of Diamonds

Lucas woke up feeling an odd tingle in his spine. He'd felt a few times, it was an omen, his body's bizarre way of telling him that something big was going to happen today. It was an unexplainable feeling that he decided he would leave alone. This sort of thing couldn't quite be explained in words, it was simply instinct one could say.

Everything proceeded as ordinarily as they normally would, though it was hotter than normal. That was to be expected though since summer was just around the corner and all bets were on Sinnoh seeing a pretty hot summer season. Lucas was fine with that, and he was sure his Infernape and Magmortar.

With the weather turning so nice, he knew that there were going to be plenty of people dining outside. Lucas wouldn't blame them. Maybe after his shift was over, he'd do some outside dining himself.

For an aspiring cook, being able to work at part-time at an actually restaurant was a major plus; Lucas was able to get the on-job experience that he needed, something supported by his teachers at culinary school. Of course, with those benefits came some…drawbacks.

"Lucas, about damn time you got here! We've got a breakfast rush and I could use you in the back! We've got some orders that we should have gotten started on ten minutes ago!" Isabella Bennet shouted the second he came through the door.

"Got it! Doing it now!" Shouted the seventeen-year-old having already changed into his uniform. The wonders of having a bike and learning how to change clothes in a single go and keep from crashing as to not dirty them, skills that he'd refined over the last two years. "Infernape, time to get to work!" He declared taking out his most prized Pokéball and letting its occupant out. In a second, his Starter and most trusted partner was side-by-side with him. The two pumped fists as they made their way to their respective stations.

"Ah, our Champion has arrived!" Shouted the voice of one of his fellow cooks. Ernie's' bright green eyes cackled with amusement as he laid eyes on Lucas. Likewise, his Golduck grinned at Infernape as he made his way through.

"Ready for another day behind the stove and countertop. How have things been so far?" The Master-class trainer asked taking a look at the orders that had been received over the last five minutes.

"Eh, you know, Tuesday." The brown-haired cook declared. "Nothing we can't handle if we all keep things moving along."

"That's nice, but here's hoping I can accelerate things a little bit." There was a fine line between pride and arrogance. Lucas had learned that well. As the trainer who'd once traveled the entire region, defeated every gym, stopped Team Galactic, and conquered the Pokémon League, one could argue he had all the reason in the world to be arrogant. In the kitchen of the Silver Salvia, none of that mattered. He was just another cook, one attempting to work his way up and focused on doing nothing but that. "Hey, I got the Twice Baked Potatoes!"

Isabella Bennet was a head chef that endeavored to keep her kitchen running like a well-oiled machine. With a sharp tongue and even sharper eyes, she did just that, day after day. Though at times strict, she clearly respected everyone under her-all she asked was that they do their jobs. Regardless of whatever they were on the outside, they were her cooks and she asked them to cook and nothing else. As far as Lucas was concerned, that made her an excellent boss. He'd spent five months happily working under her and planned on spending a few more.

Those future days were going to vary between normal and hectic like this morning was turning into. Apparently, this was one of those mornings where everywhere went out for breakfast.

Considering that the Contest Hall is going to be hosting a Contest involving Fantina, Juan from Hoenn, and potentially the popstar Lissa. The event had been advertised to death for the past month; to be fair, it was worth most of the press. Not only the city's Gym Leader, but the Gym Leader of another region who also happened to be the mentor of the current regional Champion and said Champion's popstar niece? That much star power assembled in one place was likely to supercharge any town. At times, Lucas chuckled, he supposed if he wanted to be where the action was, Hearthome City was it. Perhaps if he was lucky one of the three would pay the Silver Saliva a visit before or after the contest? His blood pumped at the potential night that could end up becoming.

Alas, he had to quell that pumping. The last thing he needed was to make a mistake because he let his mind wonder off in excitement. He'd made that mistake before and would rather not have done so again.

"Order fifty-six! Order fifty-six!" He shouted.

As Isabella wanted, everything was running smoothly in spite of the morning rush. It'd certainly woke them up if they were woken up already, and they were certainly kept awake and focused. Lucas was already that and didn't need the stimulation, but he got it anyway when he let his eyes wonder to the tables.

Everything from his brain to his heart grounded to a halt in seconds. Lucas' mouth hung open as he drunk in the sight to his far right, practically near the first floor window. How lucky was he that she was so close to the counter and he'd caught a glimpse of her?

It was only him and it was only her. Lucas was quietly ecstatic that she was by herself; the Silver Saliva was a popular couples restaurant, though coming alone wasn't entirely unheard of. They were a restaurant open to any and all customers just like any other place.

Cynthia Shirona was just another customer, at least dressed in her seemingly average disguise. Her waist-length blonde hair was pulled up beneath a brown wing and a pair of sunglasses covered her eyes. Given the weather, she'd understandably lost her trademark black fur-lined coat (as stylish as it looked, even Cynthia recognized not to wear something she'd burn up in) in favor of a beautiful light gray blouse that showed off her sleeves. Two necklaces hung from around her neck while her hair ornaments were nowhere to be seen. They couldn't be seen otherwise they'd give her away.

But her mannerisms gave her away though. She had a menu in her hands, and if he had to guess, it'd been there for maybe ten minutes tops.

Some things change, others don't. Those are quirks. The teenager thought with a chuckle. He'd gone deaf to the sounds of the kitchen and his fellow cooks as he stared at the seated and disguised beauty. Lucas' attention was solely on her; he wanted to shout out and grab her attention just as she'd grabbed his.

A second later and he did, seemingly sensing his staring at her.

Cynthia looked up from her menu and pulled her sunglasses down. Even from of yards away, he could see her beautiful silvery-gray eyes. He saw how her lips curved into a warm smile as she recognized him. Her hand rose to wave at him and Lucas would have waved back if he hadn't felt a sudden painful pull on his right ear.

"Ahem, job to do, remember?" Maggie spoke through gritted teeth.

"Ah! Sorry! Sorry! Just spaced out there for a second!" Through his wailing, he caught sight of Cynthia giggling into her hand. So much for looking cool while on the job. Well, can't win 'em all. Least I was able to wave to her, and no one seems to have noticed. "Sorry, about that, Maggie." He said to his chocolate-haired coworker and friend. Her puffed up cheeks deflated as she gave him a short rant before imploring him to get back to helping them with breakfast.

Even as he got back to work, Luas didn't let Cynthia's presence slip from his mind. He knew that she'd eventually order something, and he had a list of potential dishes she'd choose from. At some point or another, he'd cooked them all, sometimes for her. Lucas kept his ear open for when her order came in.

"One order of larger chocolate-chip pancakes with syrup and a side of scrambled eggs!"

"I got it!" His reaction could have kept pace with lightning. A small chorus went up from his fellow coworkers.

"Trying to bounce back?" Ernie lightly jabbed with a grin.

"Yeah," he said behind a grin. "Something like that." Absolutely no one was onto him and that was a good thing. Had anyone known that the order came from Cynthia, everyone would be tripping over themselves trying to fulfill it. Lucas' grin was both physical and mental as he set about preparing the pancakes; he knew exactly how Cynthia liked them as he'd cooked them before. Along with several other meals. Some of that info was public knowledge, but most of it was private, staying between them and their Pokémon. Speaking of which, maybe if he was lucky, he could carve out some time to cook for them if the opportunity presented itself.

Almost fifteen minutes later and the dish was prepared, crafted by the hands of one of Sinnoh's Champions for the dining pleasure of another. No one knew that though. When the order was delivered, the waiter had absolutely no idea he was serving the twenty-second Champion of the Sinnoh Region, not unless he looked hard enough at her, which she didn't. Said Champion eyed the delicious meal with glee while licking her lips.

Lucas didn't think anymore about the order after it was delivered; he was content that Cynthia would find it to her liking. He was fine with his work going unnoticed-he was just happy that he'd been able to serve her.

At least until a note came by for him, apparently a customer's compliments to the chef. They weren't out of the ordinary as it was public knowledge he was one of the restaurant's cooks, one of its bests in fact. Lucas tried not to let that go to his head, his coworkers certainly didn't.

"Thanks for the meal, and sorry about getting you in trouble. Would you be up for meeting up together when you're on break?"

-Cynthia

For the second time in three hours, Lucas Diamond utterly froze from head to toe, his eyes widening and his heart accelerating within his chest. The entire kitchen could have spontaneously combusted and he wouldn't have noticed or cared.

"Infer, mmmmmmhhh."

"H-Huh?" For a flaming monkey, his Infernape could move pretty stealthily, a feat that surprised everyone, even Lucas from time to time. "O-Oh, right, sorry about that, guys."

"You know, I'm beginning to think you were having a good dream last night and you haven't woken up from it." Ernie offered. "Not that I can blame you, I've had some good dreams that I-"

"Wish you would shut-up!" Maggie shouted despite her cheeks possessing a slight pink tinge. "We're all working here! Save it for break!"

Chuckling, Lucas tucked the note into his pocket. "Right, we're still not through this morning rush yet, so let's get back on track, people!" A murmur of amusement and bemusement rolled across the kitchen. Lucas took a couple of seconds to bask in it. He now had something to keep him going for the next couple dozen hours, and a reason to make himself look presentable when he went on break.

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Four and A Half Hours Later...

"It's not the worst disguise I've ever seen, but it's definitely not the best."

Sweet laughter fell from Cynthia's lips. "Well, Diantha gave me some tips. She said not to go overboard, but at least try to disguise myself. I'm content with a passing grade." For the record, Cynthia was very self-conscious of her beauty and proud of it. That said, she was fully aware that sometimes it along with her reputation brought more harm than good for her social life. Don't get her wrong, she was always ready for fans and admirers, but there were times when she honestly just wanted a little break from it all.

Lucas could provide that, sometimes in spades such as right now. He shared in her laughter, not at all afraid of any blowback from her. Around her, he tended to speak his mind, though if he said something he believed might offend her, he was ready to apologize to her. There was no need to apologize for anything though.

Finally free to, she shook her head to the side allowing her golden blonde hair to briefly flutter about thanks to a passing breeze. She caught the way Lucas looked at it, and smiled at him. Rather than look away, he smiled back, though his cheeks were still red as cherries.

Over the last year, she had to admit he'd truly grown into a handsome man. His jet-black hair was still cut short, now more so than ever since he worked in a kitchen. It still had some of its spikiness, which Cynthia was grateful for. Back in his younger days, Lucas loved wearing his hat (as did quite a few other young trainers, it was a trend, or tradition), though once he became fifteen, she noticed he stopped wearing it as often. She was happy for that as that was when the former rookie trainer really began to physically mature. It was no wonder he was commonly listed as one of the region's most eligible bachelors. It was a nice compliment to her status as the region's most eligible bachelorette.

From one of his Pokéballs came a familiar face that she was quite happy to see.

"Leafeon." The blonde cooed bending down and affectionately stroking the Grass-type's cheek. She purred, gleefully accepting her soft touch. "Yes, it's goo to see you too!"

"On a day like today, I like to let her out. Since we're here in the park, I figure why not. In fact…" His hands went to another Pokéball and out came another one of his Pokémon, his most trusted and powerful in fact. Lucas grinned as his Luxray stretched back and howled into the midday sky. The electric feline's eyes widen as he caught sight of Leafeon, affectionately standing beside Cynthia, who looked to him with a knowing smile. "Hey, you two go enjoy the park. We'll be nearby." Lucas stated with a similar grin. Luxray blushed while Leafeon let out a feminine giggle that caused the black and blue-colored Pokémon to blush all the harder.

"If you don't mind, there's someone else I think could use personal free time." Glad to have his attention, Cynthia reached for her waist and tossed up one of her Pokéballs. In a blue flash, her Togekiss took to the skies, crying out in joy. "This is break time for us, right?" She stated looking to the younger trainer with an aside smile.

His blush thickened, yet he didn't look away. "Yeah, it is. I'm glad that you're deciding to spend it with me. Speaking of which, if you don't mind me asking…what are you doing in Hearthome City? Here for the contest?"

"Somewhat. I'll admit, I am interested in seeing it. You know that new stadium that they're putting up? Crossroads Stadium? I'm going to be there to Christian it for the tournament next year. What, you didn't know that?"

"Hehehe, no, I've actually kind of let some stuff like that slip my mind lately. Culinary school's been like that." He sheepishly admitted.

"Hey, you don't need to feel so embarrassed. I can relate. Sometimes I can get so into my research, anything involving Pokémon battles can slip from my mind. It's not a bad thing, but…sometimes I worry I might be missing out on a good battle."

A short silence descended on the two trainers as they found a bench to sit on. It was a perfect time to do so. The midday sun shined overhead and there was just enough of a breeze to counteract the summer heat. For a time anyway. It was a peaceful, blissful moment that the two trainers enjoyed, yet they also felt like finding refuge in it.

"I haven't given up on battling." Lucas finally said. He looked to her with that same sheepish smile along with a blush that made Cynthia's heart flutter a little. "In fact, I honestly wouldn't mind having a battle with you here and now."

Her laughter reverberating through his ears causing his blush to deepen. "You know, I kind of feel the same way…but I'm content with what we have now." Sucking in a quick breath, she reached down and took hold of Lucas' right hand. Predictably, it was sweaty as hell, and not just from the heat; Cynthia enjoyed holding it none the less, especially when Lucas squeezed back. "When it comes to you, Lucas, I like spending time with you. In and outside of battle, I don't think I've ever told you that before."

She hadn't. Though they didn't exactly see each other on a daily basis, they did see each other on an almost monthly one, they had for the last few years. They'd especially since a lot of each other last year when Lucas officially gave the title of Champion back to Cynthia, fully knowing if he ever wanted to "officially" take it up and all the responsibilities that came with it, he could potentially challenge her to a battle. Of course, she could have just given it away peaceful without a battle but they both knew that wasn't in her nature. Cynthia loved a good battle, such a thing could only be provided by worthy challengers.

Lucas Diamond had proved himself to be one such challenger four years ago when he'd started his journey. Cynthia hadn't bee surprised that he'd risen up the ranks so quickly, earning badge after badge until he finally made it to the Pokémon League. Some had called it woman's intuition or even a trainer's intuition, whatever it was, it'd been right on the money.

At the time, it'd came as a colossal shock that she'd been beaten, and by an upstart trainer no less. Well, the "upstart" part was up for debate; Lucas was certainly no amateur when he came to face her. He'd became a seasoned and experienced trainer, and even adventurer given all the things he'd been through, especially the battle against Team Galactic.

A light bulb going off in her head, she decided to broach the topic that rarely came up. "Do you still…travel to the Distortion World to see Giratina?"

"Yeah, just to make sure he doesn't get too lonely." The gray-eyed teenager affirmed with a carefree smile. It was a bit of an odd expression to have when talking of one of the most otherworldly and potentially dangerous Pokémon to ever exist. Then again, Lucas was quite an exceptional young man, Cynthia could attest to that. She would also argue that there was perhaps no better candidate to reach out and befriend the Renegade Pokémon, without catching it. "Hey, Cynthia?" he called. "Um, would you believe me if I told you that…I've managed to get him to eat some of my Puffins?"

The Champion's eyes widened. "Really? You, Lucas Diamond…nope, that doesn't surprise me."

He leaned forward putting his elbows on his knees. "You don't have to flatter me, Cynthia."

"I'm not, I'm just stating what I believe to be the truth." She amicably retorted. Crossing her legs, she leered at him with a smile that felt vaguely seductive. "I've tasted your cooking as have my Pokémon. Not to mention I've seen your cooking abilities with my own two eyes. Your culinary skills were good enough to get an Entei and a Raikou to lick you on the face." His blush deepened feeling Cynthia with pride and excitement. Licking her lips, she leaned closer to him. "If there's anyone who could discover the taste buds of a legendary Pokémon, I'd say it's you, Lucas Diamond."

She's…being serious. And she's…seriously flirting with me! Again! Lucas had known that Cynthia could be a tease, it was part of her charm. "T-T-Thanks for the praise, C-Cynthia." He murmured looking away, but exposing his redden cheeks in their full glory.

"I call certain things as I see them."

"And your calls tend to be right."

"Not always. I was sure that I could beat you all those years ago…but I couldn't. In the end, you beat me, and you've only gotten stronger since." She briefly debated how much further she wanted to go. The debate ended with a short but sweet giggle that made it seem like his cheeks were going to explode. "And you've gotten cuter too. Oh, and taller. I can't tower over you anymore."

"Yeah, I'm real grateful for that." He laughed.

"Ah, you didn't like it when I had a foot and a few good inches over you?" She mock whined.

The teenager looked back to her with a grin. "It had its perks, but so does finally being able to look at you at eye-level. It makes me feel more like I'm your equal."

Impressed with his comeback, Cynthia laughed, then she gently pressed herself up against his side. His face burned, but Lucas managed to keep from completely combusting. "You've got a point there. Like I said, you're growing into a handsome and capable young man, Lucas."

"T-T-Thanks, Cynthia." He kept from saying anything about her age or looks. Yes, she as older like him, but Cynthia looked no different-she was still just as beautiful back then as she was now. In Lucas' eyes, she'd always be the most beautiful woman in the world. Now, if only he could tell her that without feeling like his entire body was about to explode.

"…Hey, Lucas." He turned to face her, giving her a chance to look into his warm steel-gray eyes. They were a shade darker than hers, which were commonly compared to silver. Still, they shined spectacularly, just as they were doing now. "If I were to give you another chance to prove your cooking ability…would you take it?"

She could see the gears turning in his head. He was going to arrive at the answer in seconds, and he did. "The Contest."

She nodded. "There was going to be a post-event feast…and I could put in a word or two about an up incoming cook..." Cynthia trailed off.

"You'd do that for me?" He questioned with raised eyebrows.

Her wink caused him to blush even harder than he already was, if that were possible. "For you, Lucas, definitely. I know you'll do me right."

If his heart beat any faster, Lucas felt like it would explode. "Cynthia…I…I'll make you proud."

Giggling again, she leaned in and pecked him on the cheek. Steam practically exploded out of his ears and nostrils. If they weren't sitting down, he'd have fallen over. Actually, as the seconds passed, that looked more and more likely to happen any second. Good thing that Cynthia was holding his hand.

Upon clearing his head, Lucas realized that. He could feel beads of sweat rolling down his cheek as he looked at their interlocked hands. Looking back at her, he felt the words spill out of his mouth without any conscious thought. "So, what flavor ice-cream are you in the mood for?"

Were it not for her self-control (which was beginning to fray at the edges), Cynthia would have hugged and maybe kissed Lucas again. It surely would have caused a scandal, especially if someone took a picture. Maybe when they were alone at some point over the next day or two.

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He felt exhausted, but he was happy. Seeing her standing by the door specifically for him made him feel like he could do the night all over again. That energy allowed him to move toward her and manage not to turn into a blushing wreck.

"You did me proud, Lucas." Cynthia laughed holding out her hand for him to take. "Like you always do."

"Heh, you know, surpassing people's expectations can feel pretty awesome, even if sometimes I can feel like I'm going to get crushed underneath the pressure." Maybe he needed her hand to guide him, or maybe it just felt nice to hold her hand as they walked out to the parking lot. While he wasn't amongst the last to leave, it was still pretty late into the night, borderline going on two o'clock in the morning. Such was the nature of victory celebrations, especially when the victor in question was Fantina. Lucas was happy for the Gym Leader. When it came to extravagance and grace, he could think of few that could outdo the Ghost-Type Gym Leader.

"Sorry that I couldn't' share a dance with you, I would have liked to but…"

"It's okay. Trust me, I know that as far as dance partners go, practically every guy here was going to go for you." Lucas momentarily laughed as he felt the cool night air hit his skin. "And some girls."

"Ah, so you heard about that, huh?" Cynthia laughed back.

"That, and you're so good looking I'm pretty sure you could turn a lesbian or bi-curious woman's eye." Casually responded the black-haired teenager.

On some level, she knew it was true. Her looks brought her a lot of attention, most of it she relished in without letting it go to her head. That said, there were some specific people whom she truly wanted the attention of.

Lucas always gave her that attention. At first glance, he was like one of her many other admirers, but he was different. He knew a few more personal details about him that only a handful of people knew, and she knew some personal details about him. He trusted her enough that he would get into a car with her no questions asked.

"Thanks again for driving me up here and driving me back." He said upon laying his head back after fastening his seatbelt.

Cynthia did the same while getting in the driver's seat and starting the car. "Hey, I helped get you involved with this. It's only fair I do my part…and I owe you for saving me a slice of that delicious Phantasmal Cheese Cake."

Popping one eye open, he grinned at her. "For you, Cynthia, always."

The lights of Hearthome City gradually flashed past them as they rode down the street. It was a pleasant drive, so pleasant that Lucas could have nodded off while on it. He wouldn't though, a part of him didn't trust himself not to drool. To prevent that, he looked around; inevitably, he ended up looking at Cynthia in the driver's seat. It was hard to believe they were so friendly to each other she didn't have a problem giving him a ride in her rental car. He felt lucky, incredibly lucky.

If only he knew he wasn't the only one.

"Hey, Lucas?"

"Hm?"

"How would you feel about…taking some time off from work? You said you haven't taken a vacation since the start of June, right? Maybe it's time for your summer vacation." She smirked yet kept her eyes on the road as he looked to her with wide eyes. "Hey, don't look so surprised. I did some talking with Isabella, she'd be alright with it. You've certainly put in enough work to warrant oh…maybe a week's worth of vacation time."

Lucas sat upright in his seat. "W-What?! She said that?"

"Well, maybe I had to convince her a little." Briefly looking at him, she winked.

Lucas could feel his cheeks heating up again. His reddening face stared back at him as he sat back in his seat. "Cynthia…would you be…willing to spend this vacation with me?"

"Hm, it just so happens I've been thinking about taking a vacation myself."

"Where to?"

"Oh, I don't know…maybe Alola. I hear you've got some friends there?"

He caught the way her eyes briefly swerved to him. "You do too."

"Yeah, but my friends don't exactly include the regional Champion."

Lucas smirked at her. "Thinking about challenging Sun?"

"Well, yes. I was also hoping maybe…I could do a tag-team match with him and his girlfriend, Olivia. They're quite a power couple." A red light flashed bringing their ride to a temporary halt. "I'd need a good partner, luckily, I think I know of one."

His heartbeat had become an eerie thing. It beat louder than the cars and voices outside, a solitary rhythm that sounded almost like a bell tolling for him. Lucas looked down at his lap, then back up. Cynthia was looking back at him, waiting for his answer. There was an unmistakable glitter in her eyes. She was hoping he'd give a certain answer.

Smiling, Lucas put his hands behind his head. "You know, I'd love to have a go at Sun and Olivia myself. They're a pretty strong team, and a pretty lovey-dovey couple."

"Oh, I'm sure we can match them." The blonde giggled.

They laughed, even though their cheeks were blushing beat red. The subtext was what had undoubtedly gotten them laughing, and blushing. They were so caught up in it they didn't notice the light had turned green until the car behind them honked three times. Her cheeks now blushing with embarrassment, Cynthia heat the gas. She looked to Lucas, who grinned at her.

Neither of the ace trainers could stop giggling between each other for the rest of the drive back.

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Four Days later…

When one thought of Alola, they normally thought of sunny shores, glistening ocean water, a baby blue sky and a shining sun. Those images weren't at all misplaced or false, they were very accurate. Except even if it was a tropical island chain, Alola experienced changes in weather just like any other country. They weren't immune to stormy weather.

Flying in stormy weather wasn't fun, but it wasn't enough to detour Lucas or Cynthia. At the very least their flight was almost over.

Unfortunately, this storm wasn't going to let up any time soon after they landed.

The blonde looked to her left were her companion sat with an apologetic smile. "Sorry, Lucas."

"Hey, you don't have to apologize. I mean, it's not like you could charm mother nature into making our touchdown in Alola the best ever. It helps this isn't the first time either of us have been to Alola." He soothed. But it's our first time coming here together. Together. The word had been repeating itself over and over again ever since they'd gotten on the plane. It was an indicator he was still in shock at what was happening. He'd agreed to a week-long vacation with Cynthia, and he hadn't managed to screw anything up. Not one thing!

Well, the weather could have been better, but the flight was about to end in…about twenty minutes by his estimate.

"Still, maybe seeing Alola getting rained on like this is an experience all to itself." She mused.

He tried to look on the same bright side as her. "I think the view would be better if it was at the top of one of the mountains."

"I guess that's something we can mark on our to-do-list." She offered. "Anything else you want to add to it?"

"How's about I tell you after we land?" Lucas said.

Twenty minutes later and they did land, and the rain hadn't let up. Distant cracks of thunder could be heard as well as flashes of lightning. Needless to say, the umbrellas were out as they headed to their car, only be folded inward once they got to their hotel. It was of course a five-star hotel with two rooms reserved for them-two Champions of the Sinnoh League. Both of them were grateful there weren't any paparazzi waiting for them in the lobby. The two of them seen together entering a hotel? It would have been on every tabloid with theories ranging from the reasonable to the insane. Some of them might have had the potential to be funny.

Two rooms, one for each of them. Luckily, they were on the same floor, only three doors down from each other. The two trainers exchanged one last glance at each other, they knew that they'd be out for a meeting. In fact, they'd meet together in one of their suite's living rooms to discuss what they were going to do for the day.

Cynthia was used to hotel suites, lavish suites at that. One could say it was one of the perks of having climbed her way up to such a position. She was proud of it, and frankly the perks of being a world-class trainer were definitely appreciated sometimes.

"Still…it would be nice if the two of us could share a room." She whispered to herself. Cynthia could see Lucas's reaction such a suggestion. Now that might be enough to get his head to explode. One of these days, she was going to have to see what she could do to make that happen. At heart, she wanted something like that to happen. "Arceus, I've really fallen for Lucas, haven't I?" The words hung in the air, untouched even by the rain falling outside.

Dropping some of her bags off, she noticed something on the kitchen countertop. Her curiosity piqued, she walked toward and picked it up. It was obviously a gift, the gift bag design and lei gave it away. Feeling a small twinge of excitement, Cynthia took a seat and reached into the bag. To her surprise, inside was a book, a cook book, along with a note.

"Hey, Lucas. It's me. Sorry that I couldn't be there to meet your or Cynthia art the hotel or the hotel. Being the chief banker for Poké Pelago hasn't been easy. Heh, getting a job and holding it is never easy, or fun sometimes, but hey, it's what we've chosen to do? Besides, it keeps money flowing in, which is always appreciated!

Anyways, I went and got you a little welcome present! This baby here is one of the best cook books on the island, it's not slated to be released for another year! No thanks are necessary, not even you going easy on me (not that I'd need it). Use it to grab your girl! Seriously, I know you came here with Cynthia. Now's your chance! This is Alola, the land of sand, surf, and battles! You can't squander this! No, really, if you do, the guys will never let you hear the end of it, especially Ethan.

So, in closing…go for it! If you need some help on how to make the Queen of Sinnoh fall for you, I'll be there. After all, that's what friends are for, buddy.

-Sun

Lucas loved her. Of course he loved her, how could he not? While he was far from the only person in the world to hold that distinction…he was perhaps the only boy with a chance of those feelings being returned. After all, Cynthia had become quite smitten with him over the years. Sadly, she hadn't came outright and said that, though she'd dropped plenty of teasing hints.

After reading that letter and looking at the cook book, Cynthia began to suspect that maybe the time for teasing was over.

Tapping her fingers against the table, Cynthia thought of the few glances she'd caught of Lucas' shitless body. Let it never be said he was lacking in the looks department. Those past glances were one of the reasons why she'd invited him-she wanted to the lean but well-built body that he'd maintained. And she wanted him to see hers, she wanted to see him drooling over her as all men did. They would both draw attention to themselves in public, but Cynthia wanted Lucas to keep his eyes on her.

Given the collection of swimsuits she brought along…that shouldn't be too hard.

"This is his gift, not to mention he's going to need it." As much as she was looking forward to eating out, Cynthia loved Lucas' cooking. Turning her head to the side, she smiled at the small but usable kitchen that her suite came with. It should be enough for Lucas to work with, once he went out and bought some ingredients. Maybe she could go with him for that.

All that could wait until after she gave him his gift. Cynthia made a mental note to not let him know she'd read the note, even though a part of her wanted to see Lucas' flustered reaction.

-O-

"Okay, Lucas, just relax. Sure, this is your chance, but this can also be your chance to screw-"

KNOCK! KNOCK!

"Lucas? You haven't fallen asleep yet, have you?"

"I got enough sleep on the flight over." He said upon opening the door to find Cynthia waiting on the other end. His eyes went to the colorful bag she had in her right hand. "Um, did you do some ultra fast-"

"Apparently there was some sort of mix-up, either I ended up taking your room or this was supposed to be delivered to your room." She explained letting herself in. Lucas' suite was nearly identical to hers. She could see he'd already laid some of his things down as she had.

While she made a show of looking around, Lucas examined the contents of the bag. Two minutes later and his cheeks burned with a familiar flame.

"A gift from someone special?" Cynthia asked with what sounded like faux innocence.

"J-J-Just a friend. It's a gift from Sun." Lucas answered not mentioning the note which he'd speed read. It had advice that he so wanted to follow. Sucking in a breath, he turned to Cynthia, who now stood in front of the balcony. She spun around to face him. "Can I just…I know you've answered this question before, but…why me?"

"Because, Lucas, you're the most amazing guy that I've met this far. You're both a skilled trainer…and a good person. Oh, and you know how to treat me right. A girl always likes a guy who knows how to treat her right." She answered with charming yet warm smile. "I just…you don't have a problem with an older woman, do you? I know that there's at least ten years separating us."

Nervously scratching his cheek, the teenager let his cheeks burn red in front of her. "I kind of feel like that's the question I should be asking, Cynthia. You'd be fully within your-huh?"

"Huh?" she repeated.

He raised his finger and pointed not at her, but behind her. "The rain's stopped." In seconds, he was moving toward the balcony. Lucas pushed the doors open and stepped out onto it. Water was everywhere, but high in the sky, gray clouds parted ways to allow the sun's rays to shine upon the land. "Woah, talk about lucky! Hey, Cynthia, come here! I think you can see a rainbow from here!"

Lucas looked back to see his fellow Champion approaching. Her face was illuminated by the glow of the sun now emerging from the clouds. It was utterly mesmerizing, especially when she looked back at him with a smile.

And then he felt her arms wrapping around his abdomen, bringing him in close.

"This is perfect, it means that we can hit the beaches on day one." She whispered into his ear. "You did bring a good pair of swim trunks, right, Lucas?" Her voice was absolutely seductive, sending shivers down his spine.

"Y-Y-Yeah," Lucas answered feeling his entire body responding to the intense physical intimacy he was now sharing with the blonde.

"And I made sure to bring some of my best swimsuits, just for you, Lucas." Cynthia continued pulling away so they were looking into one another's gray eyes. "I did it because…you're worth it. You're a man worth my affections, and I'd like to think I'm a woman worth yours."

His arms coiled around her waist, locking them together atop the balcony overlooking the beach. "You are, Cynthia."

Her hand rose to the side of his face, stroking his cheek as his breath as well as hers became heavier. "Then come down to the beach and show me, Lucas."

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The beach had a certain look and feel to it in the aftermath of a storm. For starters, rainbows were quite numerous and to see them on the water was an amazing sight. In fact, the ocean waters themselves were worthy of attention-being sparkling and calm after a fierce storm. At such a time, the beaches of the Alolan Islands, especially Melemele, would have been packed. On one part of the beach, they indeed were. On another, they were empty save for two trainers happily splashing about in the water (after having applied sunscreen to their bodies, and enjoying that action).

These two individuals were both clad in their swimwear.

Lucas Diamond was having the time of his life. Never had swimming been so much fun. The waters of Alola were extra clear and a true pleasure to swim through. Of course, they still came up second to something else, something that absolutely took his breath away.

He waited underwater, calculating when it was the best time to ascend. Lucas did so after his companion thus getting the best view of Cynthia Shirona as she emerged from the water, droplets trickling down her gorgeous body. It made her black bikini seemingly shine, the silver tear-drop ornament that hung from the ring between her breasts certainly did. Silver, enchanting, mystical silver, just like her eyes and nails.

One of those silver-nailed hands reached out to Lucas. Taking a deep breath, he took it, then found himself back underneath the waves again, letting Cynthia guide him. She was a fantastic swimmer, performing graceful twirls through the water. She was his guide, his teacher, allowing him to do the same. Lucas was far less graceful in the water, partially because he was so enchanted with the blonde beauty clad in her sexy black bikini. As the one with more self-awareness, Cynthia commonly brought him back up to the surface where they both breathed fresh air.

It was hard to tell how many times they'd done this, but at some point, Lucas decided to get into it. Grinning, he pulled the blonde beneath the waves, pushing her deep into the water where a colorful array of fish Pokémon lay. Happily surprised, Cynthia looked to Lucas, wondering if he'd been expecting to find this. Probably.

He was the one who took them back up to the surface, holding her by the waist.

"Cynthia," the teenager whispered.

She could feel her heart on the verge of imploding. There was only one way to prevent it. "Lucas," she held his face by the cheeks, gazing into his warm steely gray eyes. "Keep your eyes on-"

WHOSH!

Both of them were caught utterly unaware by the passing wave. Their faces were doused from the top of their heads to their necks. Sea water was spat out of their lips and wiped from their eyes. Lucas and Cynthia found themselves staring into each other's eyes, neither saying a word as they were gently pushed back and forth by the waves.

Simultaneously, they laughed, joyous laughter that rolled across the water. Wrapping their arms around each other, they cuddled while surrounded by the sparkling ocean, wrapped up in it like a blanket. One was the other's pillow that they never wanted to let go of.

"Hey, Lucas," Whispered the blonde. "I'm thinking of heading back to the shore for a little bit? You game?"

"Definitely," he grinned fully knowing what would happen once they reached land. "Lead the way."

That she did, grabbing his hand and guiding him back to the shore. This corner of the beach was all theirs, another perk of their Champion-level status. Cynthia was glad as she wanted only Lucas to see her as she emerged from the water, droplets running down her goddess-like figure. Having let go of his hand, she made sure to slow walk back to their spot marked by an umbrella. She made sure to sway her hips all the while, knowing Lucas was watching, and getting hard.

Cynthia sat beneath the umbrella, making a show of drying herself off even as Lucas came within arms' length of her. She moved to dry him off as well, sensually running her hands throughout his body.

His breathing was hard as was hers. The look in his eyes mirrored his, they couldn't wait any longer. One towel was dropped atop a larger beach towel; mere seconds after it did, the trainers' lips met in a passionate kiss. This time, there was no ocean wave to interrupt them allowing them to go for as long as they wanted; that's what they did.

The separation was slow, neither of the two trainers really wanting to, but they had to breath. Breath they did once they completely broke apart from each other. Lucas and Cynthia stared at one another while taking in fistfuls of air. Their gaze on each other never wavered; Lucas was all Cynthia saw, and he was all that Cynthia saw. Neither made a move as if they were in a trance. What had happened hadn't just been an innocent little kiss, it'd been something more, something extremely gratifying; it was something they both wanted more of. The desire built up within them, filling their bodies in spite of their continued stillness. They could feel it urging them to move, to act on the growing impulses.

Cynthia was the first one. Gripping Lucas' hand, she leaned forward, connecting their mouths. Her tongue lavishly beat against his lips, he opened it allowing it in. The blond received a major shock when the teenager's tongue rushed out to meet hers, colliding with it resulting in a fleshy exchange. She moaned in loving delight at the move, clearly not having expected it. It seemed that she wasn't going to be as in control as she thought she would. Cynthia leered at Lucas while continuing to kiss him, he leered back at her with his charming slate-gray eyes. He pushed against her tongue, slowly forcing it back into her mouth. The up incoming cook was now the one in control, and Cynthia actually loved that. Her moans grew louder signaling her continued enjoyment of the kiss. Lucas was grateful to hear them as he was hoping like hell he didn't do anything to mess this up.

Even as she felt the air, she'd inhaled reaching its limit, Cynthia moved to prolong the kiss. Both her hands rose and gripped his cheeks. She fervently flicked her tongue against his, Lucas happily obliging. The more they kissed, the quicker their hearts beat, the building desire continued to build up and explode within them. It drove them to this, drove them to keep on kissing right up until they ran out of air and separated again. They were breathless, yet the hunger remained, it gnawed at them.

Just like before, Lucas felt like he had a pair of suns pressing against his cheeks. This time, the warmth was greater, more intense yet at the same time more soothing. They were back to their usual staring game, heartbeats and waves thundering in their ears. The sounds were egging them on just as much as their inner lust. Something was going to give eventually, and that something turned out to be Lucas' restraint.

After all the kisses that Cynthia had give him, it was no doubt time he took the initiative; he knew that Cynthia had probably been secretly waiting for him to do that. Well, he'd kept her waiting long enough, and his innermost thoughts had built up long enough. Now, it was time for them to flow free, and that they did. His heart pulsated, pushing him forward, almost literally. Lucas felt his body moving forward, colliding against Cynthia's, his arms wrapped around her waist; in response, her legs wrapped around his. He could hear her giggling while returning the kiss, a sound that made his heart flutter like a Butterfree.

The couple's fervent kissing rose into air like smoke. They inhaled the lustful toxin that accompanied it, utterly consuming them, more so than they already had been consumed. It'd been building up over the last couple of days, even before they arrived in Alola. Brief breaks for air came and went like lightning. Whatever air they accumulated in their lungs they gave to each other in an endless cycle. Their bodies aggressively pressed against each other, sensually grinding together.

When Cynthia rolled the two of them over, it was a bit of a surprise to Lucas, but not one he stopped over. Even with the gorgeous Champion above him, he went on in pursuing her, in having his feel of her. His hands were now able to move through her golden mane free of sand. It felt absolutely amazing, better than last time. He somehow found the strength to rise up, now he held Cynthia in his arms while she kneeled on his waist. The new position seemingly added to both of their erotic desire and the euphoria they were already experiencing. All of it accumulated in kissing that was somehow even more aggressive than earlier How that was, neither of them knew, but they were sure as hell enjoying it.

"Mmmmmhhhhmmm." The busty blonde moaned. With this change in position, she was able to feel the erection covered by Lucas' swim trunks. Just the mere touch of it sent waves of erotic joy rippling through her. Cynthia felt an immediate desire to push Lucas down, strip his trunks off, and have his cock to herself. She'd had the desire dancing in her head for really the last year. Over and over again, she pushed it back, believing that doing that would break whatever friendly relationship that they had. We're far beyond friends after this. She thought with a mental smile. Cynthia began to rock her hips against Lucas', knowing that she would sharpen his already harden member. A devious sexy thought had sprung into her head, and she was determined to carry it out.

Arceus, Cynthia…do you have any idea what you're…oh hell, fine! Two can play at that game! Yet again, Lucas could feel a sudden surge of determination, and possibly masculine pride, pumping through him. As he and Cynthia kissed, he truly accepted that all her previous flirtations had indeed been intentional, and genuine. In her own way, she'd been so direct in her feelings while he'd still wrestled with his. He was done doing that, he was going to act now.

He was going to give Cynthia Shirona the best fucking of her life, so much so she'd never even think of another man.

She was curling up against him like he was the only man in the world. He could sense it-the raw lustful hunger that she had for him, it practically mirrored his own. You've thought that way about me too, haven't you, Cynthia? The seventeen-year-old quietly mused. His mind was surprisingly calm while his body was working itself into an ever-increasing sexual frenzy. Lucas imagined it wouldn't be long before his mind caught up to his body, but for now, he had enough mental peace to think rationally. The realization he'd came to before their first kiss was now fully accepted, proof of it unfolding second by second. Suddenly, he felt a little stupid for ever doubting that realization.

Until he impulsively rolled them over again, he now lay atop of her, his gray eyes staring down into hers, the beautiful woman's golden hair spread out before her. Cynthia's bikini-covered breasts rose and fell as she took in air' a handful of strands were kissed by the waves. It was an indicator of just how far they'd came from their original spot. Lucas didn't mind that and Cynthia didn't either. She also didn't seem to be in such a rush to continue their make out. Like him, she too seemed to take the moment to take stock of the situation.

She wasn't shoving him off of he or pulling him or teasingly laughing. She simply stared at him with nothing short of genuine affection in her eyes. Her right hand rose up and gently stroked his cheek.

He let her do so for several seconds, it seemingly relit the fire that had bee burning within him. It roared back to life I the form of his thrusting hips.

"Ahhhh…" She moaned, her surprise showing, as well as her amusement. "Lucas…"

"We're just getting started, Cynthia." The black-haired teenager declared in a sultry tone she'd never heard from him. It was an instant turn-on. You said this beach is all ours…so let's make the most of it."

Her left hand rose to cradle his right cheek. "That was the plan, glad that you seem to have taken to it as I intended."

With a bold grin, he reached down to kiss her. It quickly became a long drawn-out affair with both of them moaning in erotic delight, tongues dancing from one stage to another. Two hearts raced in nonstop excitement.

The blonde's fingers gently stroked his cheeks while the teen's moved around her waist, gently massaging it causing her to moan in ecstasy. Just a few inches from them lay the water, both pushing them onward and at the same time quietly beckoning to them. Another dip in the water didn't sound so bad, especially since they now had a new label on their relationship.

Cynthia used her surprising inner strength to roll them over one final time. Lucas laid on his backside, the ocean water rushing underneath him wetting his hair and backside. Cynthia took a moment to admire the sight, quietly giggling to herself. Lucas' entire body lay prone before her, his lean yet muscular body that had gained a slight tan to it. His slate-gray eyes stared up at her filled with amorous adoration. Smiling back at him, she laid her right hand down against the wet sand and waited for the water to come back. Once the ocean came by, she lifted her fingers up and ran them down her chest, down the bountiful valley of her breasts. Lucas' eyes watched her hand go all the way down to his stomach, which Cynthia spread her fingers upon. Hand on his stomach, she leaned down, kissing him again; his hands rose and clapped down her the sides of her head, playing with her hair ornaments. The lustful hunger was sated, for the moment anyway. It was going to grow and it was going to take a lot to fulfill, the two master-class trainers were looking forward to the journey to doing that.

Holding onto her head, Lucas rose, moving his kisses from her lips to the rest of her face. Cynthia giggled as she found herself on the receiving end of a rather cute kissing spree. It was the short that she planned on giving Lucas, but it seemed he'd beaten her to the punch. Each one was a small jolt of erotic joy that left her body tingling from head to toe. Her original plan was to be the one to seduce him, and she had, but he was hard at work in seducing her; Cynthia loved it. His hands drifted down to her buttocks, which he aggressively palmed causing her to shudder in naked bliss. With their bodies pressed so close together, Lucas could feel it; he wanted more of thus he started to practically massage her ass. He palmed her ass cheeks with his wet hands, the blonde beauty threw her head back and let out a continuous moan that made Lucas' face split into a grin.

His kisses moved from her face down to her shoulder. "You're liking this, aren't you, Cynthia?"

"Like you wouldn't believe, Lucas." Moaned the silvery-eyed beauty. "And you're enjoying this too, aren't you? Getting to do what you want to my body." For an answer, she got a hip thrust, one that caused his member to brush against her clothed loins. She would have liked nothing better than to tear away all their clothes and fuck each other until neither could move a muscle. Eventually. Her reasonable side playfully argued. "Keep on doing that…and I'll keep on doing this." Her right hand drifted down, her silver nails gently gliding across his backside causing him to shudder against her. Another thrust came and Cynthia could feel her vaginal lips tingling in erotic excitement. How long would this foreplay between them last? She hoped it wasn't too long, yet she wanted to draw it out, make sure they made the most of this romantic moment unfolding.

Cynthia knew in her heart that it would only be the first of many, so perhaps she was being a bit silly. On the other hand, she knew this was Lucas' first time. She wanted to make it incredibly memorable for him; she realized that she cared for him that much.

As her right hand gently scratched his backside, her left drifted back up to his spiky black hair. Angling his face, she kissed him; this time, she was the one intruding on his mouth. Lucas didn't put up much of a fight against her, perhaps because he wanted to know what it felt like to have her in charge again. He certainly had liked her earlier kisses-he got his wish in receiving more of them. Cynthia leered at him with her eyes, telling him that he was going to receive so many that he'd lose track of them. Rather than remain idle, he suggestively thrusted his hips upward, brushing up against her. Her moan rolled into his mouth, overlaying his own.

In the midst of her joy, Lucas struck, suddenly pushing her tongue back. It happened just as they both ran out of air and had to pull apart. Cynthia stared at Lucas in wide-eyed shock, which quickly morphed into an amorous smile. Lucas stayed cool under it, smiling back thus stating he had every intention of doing so again. Yes, this was another part of Lucas that she'd fallen for-the at times surprisingly rebellious and sneaky side.

"Oh, Lucas, you know how to play the game better than I thought. I'm interested in learning from where." Cooed the blonde Champion.

"Hey, maybe I'm just a natural." The seventeen-year-old coly fired back.

"Then I'm doubly lucky." Cynthia responded, meaning every word. Both of them shared a brief laugh before picking up where they left off, greedily devouring one another's lips. Tongues once more danced atop the joint stage of their mouths. Their fleshy lip-lock rode the ocean waves, now so close beside them and still going strong. A sudden and powerful wave came by, splashing against their sides. It didn't stop either of them, it seemingly motivated them. The water had ironically electrified both of their already burning bodies. Cynthia started to bounce her hips against Lucas', each bounce made his member harden and strain within his dark blue swim trunks. At the rate she was going, they were going to darken even more, and not simply because of the water.

The only spectators the couple had were the flocks of Pikipek and Trumbeaks and in the trees and occasional bushes. Their curiosity was aroused by the lewd noises coming from the shoreline. Pecking out, they saw what was undoubtedly a pair of humans mating. Their animal senses told them that this noise wasn't going to be ending any time soon. The pair's released Pokémon certainly knew that thus they made sure to stay as far away as possible, giving their respective trainers all the time they believed they would need.

For the pair of Champion-level trainers' aces, they suspected that would be all afternoon.

Both Lucas and Cynthia definitely had plans on going that long and that hard.

Minutes felt like hours, Cynthia didn't know how long she'd been gestating against Lucas' waist, but she knew that he was close; she could see it on his face. Cheeks red, he looked up to her with lustful admiration while his cock strained and hardened against her. How much longer until he came in his swim trunks? She knew she could force it out of him ad had every intention of doing so. That said, Lucas was making it clear he wasn't going to make that easy, not to mention he knew that she was getting as aroused as he was. Her face was that of a woman fast approaching the edge of sexual release, all he needed to confirm that was to slip his hands beneath her bikini bottom and brush his fingers up against her vaginal lips. He settled for her ass crack instead. The blonde occasionally bit her lip as she felt his fingers probing her backdoor entrance. Lucas wondered if she'd ever let him int back there, it'd be a lie to say he hadn't dreamed of it.

Oh, how he'd learned that some lewd dreams could come true.

Suddenly, his train of thought was interrupted as he felt a tense tightening in his lower regions.

Cynthia wasn't blind to it. "Just let it out, Lucas. There's no shame in it, you know." She whispered, knowing how seductive she sounded. His member once more strained against her. She admittedly took some delight in that while she could feel his rod pressing against her, he couldn't see or likely smell her own mounting arousal. Or at least, he couldn't confirm it. "Cum for me, Lucas. Cum for your Champion!"

Lucas was going to cum alright, and he was definitely going to cum for her. What Cynthia hadn't expected was for the teenager to hold onto a sliver of control and use that control to surprise him

Heartbeat pounding in his ears, Lucas wrenched his right arm free from her waist. It shot to the waistband of his swim trunks, stretching them and his briefs. With the now available room, his cock burst out, tasting fresh salty sea air, just in turn for the tension within it to reach critical mass like an overworked pump. "Aaaaaaahhhhh!" Throwing back his head, Lucas ceased his struggling and let the orgasm take hold of him; it wasn't like he would have been able to hold it back for much longer anyway. A surge of relief blasted through him as he finally let his masculine juices flow-or rather, he finally let them fly.

They flew upward, right into Cynthia's astonished face. She had about one second to contemplate what was happening before her body moved on its own. So close, her nose wrinkled at the sweet smell of cum-it dumped jet-black oil on the erotic fire burning within her. That fire flickered in her eyes seconds before she instinctively closed them as she was blasted with Lucas' skyward-shooting cum. His groan of orgasmic release rung in her ears over the beating of the waves.

W-W-Well…I managed to avoid that embarrassing mess, literally. As a rule of thumb for Lucas, when it came to…masturbation, best do it near water, specifically a toilet. Toilet was nearby and all evidence of self-pleasure could literally be flushed down a toilet. There had been a few times he'd set in front of a computer staring at some rather…provocative images for too long and his pants and underwear had paid the price for it. He quietly vowed to try to avoid that. This time, he'd made to avoid cumming in his pants, which was a big plus. At least until he brought his head back and looked at exactly where his cum had landed. "H-H-H-Holy shit…"

That would have been the appropriate reaction of anyone in his position-having just shot their cum directly into the face of Cynthia Shirona, the Sinnoh Champion as well as Sinnoh's most beautiful woman. Said beauty was now marred by Lucas Diamond's cum, dripping down her face. His heart stopped as he drunk in the sight.

It made him hard in ways he never knew were imaginable.

She looked up at her, her silvery gray eyes glittering bright like the sea behind him. Lucas felt his throat tighten, yet he found his ability to speak. "C-C-C-Cynthia, I-I-I'm s-s-sorry! I-I didn't mean to-mmmpph!" She moved in what felt like a fraction of a second, striking like a Seviper. Though the kiss came as a great surprise, Lucas had nothing against it, not even tasting his ow juices. Admittedly, it was an…interesting taste to say the least. It certainly helped that it was being delivered to him on Cynthia's tongue. Feeling his pulse racing fast, maybe too fast, he reached up and stroked the side of her head.

But then she pulled away. Lucas moaned in disappointment.

"Soon, Lucas." She whispered seeing his discontent. That two-word statement was all she could give before moving down, a act that raised Lucas' eyebrows.

"Cynthi-aaaaaaaahhhhh! C-C-Cynthia!" He howled, his entire body jumped thus pushing his cock deeper into the beautiful blonde's mouth. Even in his lust-consumed mind, Lucas could hear her moaning in approval as her mouth was filled with his length. Upon opening his eyes, he saw an image that had been the subject of may lewd dreams, his and potentially thousands of other men-Cynthia Shirona sucking his cock. "Mmmmmmmaaaaaaaahhh!" The teenage adventurer howled as he felt the older woman's tongue lashing his cock from what felt like all sides. There was a quickening of his pulse, then out shot another rope of cum, and the a second and third. A fourth came when Cynthia brough her hands to his balls and massaged them. After that, Lucas completely lost track and simply let his man juices shoot out of their ow accord. He heard a loud sloshing sound-Cynthia was swallowing it all. She was swallowing his cum.

"Mmmmmmmhhh! Mmmmmmooorrrhhhh!"

Shit, shit, shit! She wants more! The black-haired teenager deciphered. He had to since her mouth was currently occupied with his cock in it; it was going to stay that way for a while as he began to actively thrust his hips forward. Within seconds, she was deep-throating him, much to his and her, delight. He shot his hands into the sand to give himself an anchor as he pushed his hips forward. Though Cynthia was fast sucking his penis, Lucas want to contribute some bit of the work.

It didn't take long for another orgasm to build up within him. Naturally, another torrent of cum burst from the tip of his cock directly into the Champion's mouth. Lucas laid his head back and groaned again as euphoric bliss seized him and took him for a ride. He could feel Cynthia's tongue tickling his cock eve as her mouth was filled with his cum. As much as she might have wanted to stay attached to his cock, she withdrew her lips. Upon looking down, he saw cum pouring down the sides of her lips; it was a nice compliment to the rest of the sticky white residue on her face. Lucas felt his heart skip several beats as he realized that he'd done this to her-he'd gave her a face full of cum. And then he added to it with one more involuntary cum shot that came about from staring at her for too long; even with a face stained with love nectar, he thought her beautiful. It probably helped that it was his love nectar that was on her.

Gradually, Lucas felt his breathing return to normal. It was different from the calm down after a battle; he could say with absolutely certainty that the rush of excitement that had pumped through him was on a whole other level than a Pokémon. Lucas would have liked to know if Cynthia thought the exact same.

She did, but the blonde couldn't find it in herself to speak the words. Her heart was still thundering with excitement that continued to flow through her. Fueling it was Lucas' sweating face and slowing intakes of air passing through his lips. Cynthia's mind fizzled as she imagined either deepthroating him or kissing him. It took the cool feel of the ocean water hitting her side for her to regain some air of clarity, quite a thing for her. In regaining her clarity, she realized that her face and the top of her breasts were covered in cum, Lucas' cum. A tingle of pride danced within her as she savored the fact she was the first woman to hold that honor.

A tiny voice in the back of her head whispered that she should make it so that she was the only woman to hold that distinction. As she savored the residual taste of his cum in her mouth, Cynthia affirmed that she would make the voice's declaration so.

Her composure regained, the long-haired woman sensually wiped a wad of cum off her cheek ad brought it up to her finger, which she seductively sucked on. Lucas watched her, his cock hardening at the sight. Cynthia giggled while casting a short glance down to it. Seeing where her eyes were, Lucas looked away, an embarrassed blush painting his cheeks a light shade of red.

Popping her finger out, she moved in, gently cradling Lucas's right cheek while moving his head back so they were facing each other. "Don't be ashamed, Lucas. In fact, you have a lot to be proud of. You're thick, the perfect size, and you taste absolutely delicious."

"C-C-Cynthia," he whispered as his heartbeat began to pick up again. "Y-Y-You're not just saying that to make me feel better, are you?"

Pushing a strand of cum-stained hair behind her ear, she moved in close, smiling all the while. She could see his body tense up, especially his cock. Her right hand moved down to it, feeling the veins popping out along it. "Lucas, right now, I'm desperately fighting the urge to either blow you again or take your cock and ram it into my pussy. I want either of those things. I want you, Lucas, your body…and your soul." She showed the honesty in her face, her eyes shimmered and her breath was labored, all indicators that she was a woman in the throes of passionate yearning.

Lucas felt a near suffocating urge to throw her onto her backside and plunge his cock into her, to give her that which she was yearning for. Instead of doing that, he tried to explain something to her, something that he felt Cynthia needed to hear. "You've always had my soul, Cynthia, hell, from the moment I saw you. Now…well," his gaze briefly shifted down to his erect cock. She was stroking it as he talked. "You've always had my soul and now you have my body. I'd…Cynthia, I'd give you everything that I have, you're more than worth it."

The Champion's eyes widened, then softened as moved her free hand to the back of his head. "Lucas, you've probably thought that you could give me all those things…and I'd reject them, haven't you?" His face fell as he nodded. It was painful, but she wasn't at all surprised. Lucas was a brave kid, but he was at times very aware that in spite of his bravery and deeds, he was still another guy amongst millions. Not to her though; in Cynthia's eyes, he wasn't just "another guy", he'd never just been another guy, not for years. Leaning in close, she whispered, "Well, I'm going to tell you that you're dead wrong." His eyes expectedly widened. "You'd give me all of those things, and I'm going to try my best to give them all to you in return. My body, soul, my everything…because Lucas, you're worth it." Before he could respond, she kissed him. She put all she could into the kiss, not just raw lust, but the sincere emotions that had been building up within her. Cynthia tried to channel them all into that one kiss.

Lucas responded to it by doing the absolute same. His cock throbbed in her hand, but he didn't let that distract him. Both of his arms were thrown around her, squishing her against him.

When they broke for air, it was only for a few seconds and only for a few centimeters. The romantic bond solidified between them demanded that they not be separated for too long. Fervent kisses marked the passing of the next several minutes with no breaks between them. The rest of the beach fell away along with the world, all they had ad needed was each other.

A rogue wave had to come and crash down on both of them for any lasting interruption to happen. Lucas had moved his body in front of Cynthia, taking the brute of the wave. She laughed at his chivalrous act.

"You know…a dip in the water doesn't sound too bad, especially since we need to wash some of this off our faces." He looked down at her and blushed yet again. During their latest make out session, he'd forgotten that he'd doused her face and boobs with his cum. In kissing her so intimately, he'd gotten some of the cum on his own face. Lucas could feel it as his cheeks burnt which further fueled Cynthia's laughter.

She offered him her hands in standing up, and he took it. It was either the residual warmth of his cock on her palms or just her, either way, Cynthia's hands felt incredible warm. And soft, soft as they always were. He took a minute to bask in the comfort of her hands, the blonde didn't seem to mind as she curled her fingers around his hands. Their eyes met and mutual smiles blossomed along their faces, laughter rolling off their lips. One look at them and there was no doubt what they were-a couple. You could especially walk away with that conclusion given the fact that the blonde beauty's face was stained with cum down to her chest and the up incoming cook's swim trunks were still partially pulled down. The latter realized that when he felt a summer breeze cause his member to twitch. Lucas and Cynthia both looked down at the exposed organ. The latter laughed in jubilant amusement while the former sheepishly tucked his masculine member away.

Cynthia leaned forward and pecked the black-haired teenager on the lips. "Don't be so embarrassed about it, especially in front of me, Lucas. I liked what I saw and I'm looking forward to having your cock again."

A pleasurable jolt ran up his spine and his recently confined member twitched in erotic excitement. Well, the good news is that my cock is enough for her! I can't believe it! This is great! Pride and relief swirled within Lucas, fanning out through the rest of his body. They empowered him as he turned around and began to guide Cynthia to the water. He heard her trademark jubilant laugh as they hit the water.

"Come on, Lucas." Purred the Sinnoh Champion seductively sliding her legs together while spreading her arms out. "Take me the way I know you've been dreaming of. You're my boyfriend now…so I'm all yours to do whatever you want to." In seeing his face lit up like Charmander's flame, she affectionately licked her lips. "And when the time comes…you'll give me the same."

Without looking down, Lucas knew that he had a tent forming in his pants. He could feel it, but he didn't focus on it. All of his attention was on Cynthia, who'd just officially declared him her boyfriend, which made her his girlfriend. Giving her the pleasure that she deserved was the only thought in his mind. His knees and hand went down to the sand, he hovered over her with a fierce look in his eyes that had her shivering in delight. "You'll get it, you'll get all of me. But first…I'm going to take all of you, Cynthia." Her left leg rose to affectionately grind against his side. Groaning, Lucas fell atop of her, capturing her lips in a smearing kiss that they both became caught up in near instantaneously. His tongue reached out and flickered against hers.

Cynthia's hands rose and her fingers burrowed into Lucas' short spikes. They felt so warm and wet to touch, which made her rummage her hands through his hair even more. She had a good enough grip on his head so that she could keep him where she wanted him; it wasn't like Lucas was going to be pulling away from her anytime soon. Over the last two days, kissing Lucas had become like an addiction-she simply couldn't get enough of his mouth. Likewise, he couldn't get enough of her. Luckily, they were in the perfect position to feed their addictions, quite literally.

Lucas found Cynthia's tongue to be a tad more aggressive than before. What little thinking he did on the matter pointed to one conclusion-relief and happiness, two feelings fast spreading through him. Like him, he suspected that somewhere inside of her, she was doubtful if this relationship could be started and perhaps even if it could be maintained. Lucas threw his all into answering her with his body: kissing her, holding her, humping her, whispering to her how much he loved her. Cynthia gripped his head as she whispered back that she felt the same way. At some point, their kisses went off track, moving from each other's lips to their cheeks and necks. The ocean water had washed all the cum off her face leaving behind saltwater. It still tasted good to Lucas. In spite of it though, his nose picked up traces of Cynthia's perfume, still lingering on her in spite of all that they'd done. It must have bee helluva strong to persist even after all of this.

In the recesses of his mind, Lucas toiled with a thought-overpowering the last remnant of the perfume with the smell of his man juices. Cynthia seemingly sensed the twitching of his cock as she wrapped her legs around his waist, pushing it against her lower regions. Lucas snarled into the next kiss; Cynthia moaned into it. He thrusted his hips against hers again making her moan even louder.

"You tried to get me to cum in my shorts, Cynthia." He whispered when he pulled back.

Her shining silver eyes stared into his with seductive glee. "You know me, Lucas."

He smirked. "I know…and I know how much of a horny little minx you are."

Cynthia's eyes flashed like a Sableye's, her smile on par with one. "Minx, huh? That's the best description you can use for me?" As she asked the question, she sensually grinded her leg against Lucas's side. His body responded while he sucked in air through his nostrils.

Lucas's glare sharpened to match her own. "Ah…so there's another side to the kind and compassionate and sporting Cynthia Shirona, huh?"

Lazily scratching the back of his head, the blonde leaned into Lucas' ear and whispered, "A side that only rarely gets to come out and play. It's thinking it's found her favorite ad permanent plaything." The feel of his cock against her loins was electrifying.

The seventeen-year-old felt that same electricity coursing through him. He cradled her against him like she was a precious jewel. "I'm going to fuck you senseless."

Cynthia sighed in heartfelt relief. "I look forward to seeing you try, Lucas." She leaned in close to his ear, "And then, I'm going to return the favor."

His lips descended on hers, a happy return to form that they both relished. Tongues danced the sensual tango once more on the joint stage of their interlocked mouths. While they made out, Lucas moved his hands up from Cynthia's waist to the middle of her back. In seconds, he found the knot of her sexy black bikini. He could picture the duals knots that kept her bikini top in place, he knew he hadn't been the only one. Countless men and he'd seen a handful of women staring at Cynthia's gorgeous body that she proudly displayed. Lucas made a devious grin as said body now belonged to him. He was going to spend all afternoon, and maybe eve all night claiming it for himself; Cynthia had welcomed him to do so while promising to do the same to him.

Her lustful moan rose into the air as he tenderly kissed her shoulder and stroked her golden hair with his left hand. His right was busy untying the bottom strig of her bikini, actually, more like he was playing with it. If he wanted to, he could undo it in a heartbeat, but Lucas felt a whimsical desire to bask in the moment. Cynthia was enjoying as well given she made no command for him to hurry up, she was simply rubbing her body against his, stroking the amorous fire burning within him. She was also fanning her own flames as with every groan and thrust, she felt more and more of the man she'd chosen to give herself to. Needless to say, she was liking what she felt so far.

The blonde hardly noticed when the first strig of her bra came undone. Lucas ran his fingers along the short strip of now uncovered flesh. It would be a short jump to throwing her top off and having his way with her mounds; Lucas' heart raced as he pictured groping and sucking the tits that countless men had probably dreamed of. He moved his mouth up from her shoulder back to her lips. Cynthia hungrily invaded his mouth like she'd been starving for it; she probably had been.

Ahhhh, Cynthia, you really are a horny woman, aren't you? Well, don't worry, I'm confident that I ca match your lewdness. Lucas' left hand glided down her back to her waist, not stopping there and pushing down further. She let out a fairy-like moan as he dipped his fingers beneath her bikini bottom and caressed her ass crack. Her entire body again shivered against him; the shivering itself energized him and compelled him to aggressively seize control of the kiss. Cynthia didn't seem to mind, her eyes fluttered and a faint yes could be heard from her occupied mouth.

In the midst of their latest make out, Lucas moved his right hand up to her top knot. With a few simple twists of his fingers, it was undone and all that was keeping the black designer bikini attached to her was him and gravity. Holding it by the strings, Lucas pulled back, heart racing as he laid eyes on a sight that he never thought he'd see outside of his dreams.

Cynthia's D-Cup-sized breasts rose and fell with every breath she took. Her eyes were glowed to Lucas, hunger evident in them. His mouth watered and his penis twitched, one of the lewd dreams he'd always kept to himself had now bee fulfilled. There wasn't a question of what was about to happen next, he knew it and so did she. Cynthia gave him some time to drink in the sight of her bosom, no longer restricted by clothes, eve skippy swim wear. Her lips curved into a smile as his jaw fell.

"So, a little bigger than you were expecting, Lucas?" She teased.

Dumbfounded, he nodded.

"Then hurry up and touch them. You and I both know you-aaahh…ooooohhhh yesssss." The blonde cooed. There was no need for anymore instruction or goading. Lucas had gawked enough and decided to act himself; Cynthia was incredibly grateful for it. "That's it…like that, just like that." She sighed feeling the seventeen-year-old palming her boobs like there was no tomorrow. He was acting exactly as she expected him to-as she wanted him to. Cynthia didn't want Lucas holding back, she sure as hell wasn't going to. Sure, this was their first time, but they'd built up too much erotic desire to go at any rate except full blast. She spread her arms out into the sand while wrapping her legs around Lucas' waist. He leaned down and connected their lips.

Kissing and groping Cynthia Shirona, a dream come true that was the herald of so much more. Lucas felt blood bumping through his veins at lightspeed. It all fueled him as he got to work in laying claim to the half-naked beauty beneath him. She moaned into his mouth in erotic gratification at the job he was doing on her mounds. She'd told him that she was proud of them, even if they weren't the biggest. Lucas had retorted, complete with a blushing face, that hers were the best in the world. He was ow able to show that, and he wasn't going to spare anything in doing so. When they ran out of air and separated, Lucas kept on groping and massaging her exposed breasts. Cynthia rocked her head back a little and howled, a sound that echoed across the beach. With it ringing in his ears, he moved his head down, his lips hovering half an inch from her right nipple. He let Cynthia feel the hot tickle of his breath before his lips latched onto it.

"Ooohhh! L-Lucasssss…" She cried, feeling hundreds of jolts of lightning shooting through her chest and spreading through her body. Cynthia opened her eyes and smiled. Any time I have to touch myself…you're the one I'm going to think of, Lucas. In saying that, she quietly vowed that she'd keep their separations down to a minimum. Fleshy suckling sounds began to fill her ears, it was like hearing a private symphony just for her. "Keep going….Lucas, Arecus…keep on going. They're yours to…to…aaaaaaahhhh…"

"I just got started and already I've practically left you speechless." The teenager whispered as he pulled away from the ripe tit for just a few seconds. He let out a proud laugh before going back down on her right breast. While he used his mouth on her right nipple, he made sure her left wasn't left unattained, his dominant hand was put to use in fiddling with her other tit. Cynthia's voice rose into the sky thanks to him. Lucas had his complete way with her breasts, knowing that it'd bee a while since they were tended to by a man.

"Yeeeesssss….that's it, keep on going, Lucas! More! More, give me more!" Continuously shouted the busty woman. Driven by her ever-growing euphoria, she struck out with her arms and wrapped them tight around Lucas' head. Besides his mouth and fingers, just the physical feel of his head against her chest was oddly pleasing. His growth spurt had robbed her of the ability to embrace him in a near sisterly-embrace; though Cynthia was o doubt grateful for it, a part of her would miss the supposed physical superiority she held over him. In this position, she felt like she'd gotten some of that joy back, even as Lucas pushed his head up enough to switch breasts. He looked up at her, perhaps to gauge how he was doing so far.

Cynthia wanted to say he was doing wonderfully, but she found her mouth wasn't working. Like he'd said, he'd left her speechless, quite a feat. Lucas's slightly sweaty face stared back at her, his beautiful gray eyes shining with affection. Cynthia felt herself enticed by those eyes as she had been several times before. A sudden impulse to kiss him strangled her mind. Instead of giving into it, she merely smiled at him, a heartfelt smile filled with love in the midst of their lustful mating. Lucas returned it with a similar smile, then he moved onto her left breast. Cynthia let her head fall back as she affectionately moaned. Still, she maintained a hold on his head, it wasn't a suffocating hold, but she did occasionally tighten her grip on him when he hit a nerve. That ended up happening more often than not. It was rather fitting that an up incoming chef was incredibly skilled with his tongue.

Of course, the true exhibition of his skill came when he decided to venture down further south. He could smell the arousal coming from her pussy before he was eye-level with it. Lucas knew the dark stain in the center of her bikini bottom hadn't come from the water. A proud chuckle rolled off his lips as he affectionately kissed the black patch.

"L-L-Lucas," Cynthia moaned.

"Ah, not so much fun when someone else is being a tease, is it?" He playfully spat. His hands reached for her sides, gripping the straps of her undies. The buxom blonde raised her hips in clear anticipation for what was about to happen next. Lucas' heart raced as he pulled down, the sweet aroma of Cynthia's love nectar rising up and entrapping his nose. His cock hardened and twitched in his swim trunks. He dropped her stained bikini bottom to the side leaving Cynthia almost as naked as the day she was born. All that she had on were her arm and leg bands, her tear-drop necklace, and her choker. "You're fucking beautiful." The words rolled out of his mouth without a shred of forethought.

Cynthia was happy to hear them. "And I'm all yours, Lucas Diamond."

With a laugh and a smile, the black-haired teenager descended down upon her shaved pussy. A perfectly trimmed patch of golden hair sat above her wet vagina. He looked forward to seeing more of it, and his mouth hungered at the eventual taste of her womanly juices. Lucas stretched out his tongue, licking up the small leaking traces of his cum. Cynthia's back didn't completely arch up, but she did howl in ecstasy at the brief but tender contact. It wasn't brief for much longer as Lucas latched down on the woman's trembling pussy with his hole mouth. Her howl was magnified.

"Ooooooooohhhhh…aaaaaaahhhh…" The intelligent and at times witty woman was reduced to lustful moans, nothing intelligible, just the cries of a woman deep in the throes of passion. Wave after wave of sensually ecstasy slammed into her, just as she'd wanted. Each one felt bigger and stronger than the last. Cynthia was perfectly content to either drown or let them batter her until there was nothing left. "Lucas…Lucas!" His name was the single coherent word she was able to grasp onto; it was the only one that she needed. "Luca-aaaaaaahhhh!" His tongue had shot so deep into her, she could have sworn that he'd reached her core. "Mmmmmoooorrreee!" One word became two.

I'm eating her out while I've got her eating out of the palm of my hands! Mentally cheered the gray-eyed teenager. He was living the dream and he was sure that so too was Cynthia. Lucas grinned while eating out the pussy of the hottest woman in Sinnoh. Before the sun had set, she was going to be his woman. Her legs might have wrapped around his head were they not thrashing about haphazardly, a clear indicator of how crazy he was driving her. Lucas felt proud at that accomplishment. Still, he felt like he could do more.

A lewd thought bloomed within the teen's head as he ate out the sexy twenty-eight-year-old. She'd practically challenged him to give her his best, well, she was going to get it. It might have came as a surprise to the blonde when it did.

Cynthia was too seduced by the erotic feel of her pussy being eaten out to feel her lower half being lifted up off the ground. She noticed when she felt a second intrusion, one that had her screaming loud enough the whole island might as well have heard her.

"AAAAAAAAAAHHH!" Her fingers curled up the blanket, nearly tearing it to shreds. "LUUUUCCAAS!"

The smirk on the teenager's face widened, he was sure it could have given Cynthia's own a run for its money. He liked to think he'd just made her scream louder than any of her previous partner had. Lucas did remember her saying that there were certain things that she'd never done with past lovers, he was hoping being anally penetrated was one of them. So far, she'd yet to stop him; she was doing the exact opposite.

"MORE, LUCAS! HAAAARRRRDER!"

Togue and finger worked in accord to fulfill the master-class trainer's request. The Champion's voice hit new levels as her pussy and ass were fingered at insane speed. She was getting a first-class fingering from her former challenger-turned-lover. Never in her wildest dreams would she have suspected that Lucas would give her such an adequate fingering, after making out with her and giving her one of the best oral fuckings she'd ever had. Lucas had shattered her expectations and continued to do so as he tended to both of her openings. It was nigh impossible to keep her mouth shut and her voice down, sensually moaning and screaming was all she could do.

The screaming was like hearing a Audino sing. Lucas had heard make the comparison and wondered just how true it could be. Someone screaming in lewd excitement? Maybe throwing in some profanities along the way? He knew that was something he could only understand if he experienced for himself. Lucas had always quietly pondered if that experience would ever come; he wrote it off ever happening with the most beautiful woman in the world. Well, that so-called impossibility had not only been made possible, but Lucas knew it was going to be a recurring thig.

Either her pussy or ass or both, Lucas was going to fuck them as often as he could, for his sake just as much as Cynthia's. He was fucking loving this. The taste of her vaginal lips as well as the feel of them ad her ass cheeks constricting around his tongue and fingers, nothing he'd ever know prior could even come close to it. Second by second, by of her inner walls tightened around him, yet he kept on going. He kept on pushing his fingers in and out of her ass and his tongue freely moved around her pussy. It felt so incredible, the physical feel and the intoxicating sense of pride in exploring Cynthia's most sacred hole, or holes. Lucas pressed on as deep into both as he could causing the blonde to shout even louder.

"LLLUUUCCAASSS! MORE, OH, BABY, MOOOOOORRRE!" The adult beauty thundered. She felt like she was practically going to blow out her voice, yet that didn't stop her from continuously screaming to the high heavens. "FFFFFUUUUCCCKKK! YESSSSS! OH, YEESSSSS! THAT'S IT, OOOOOOHHHH!, YEAAAAAAHHHH!" She was sandwiched between Lucas' mouth and his fingers, she never thought there could exist such a wondrous place.

It was daunting work, or at least it normally would have been. Surprisingly, Lucas couldn't eel a hit of exhaustion as he ate Cynthia out while fingering her ass at the same time. He always thought just doing one would take all of his attention, but the second he began pumping both, he felt his body go on autopilot while his body burst with newfound energy. Some of it was no doubt being created by the tightening of her vaginal and anal walls against him. He relished that tightening, that wet feel that had him going and going.

Though Lucas couldn't look up, Cynthia's erotic screams painted a wonderful picture for him. Cynthia, I want to make you feel like this every day for the rest of your life! I promise I will! Summoning more power from that unknown wellspring, Lucas kicked up the speed of his thrusts. Two beautiful legs wrapped around his head, practically squeezing it like an Arbok, yet he kept on going. The squeeze empowered him rather than hindered him. The tightening of the Champion's pussy and ass increased and her body trembled. Lucas knew what was about to happen next and made the final push with a flicker of his tongue and thrusting of his fingers.

"AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!" It was the loudest scream Cynthia felt she'd given all afternoon. She was pretty sure not just Pokémon but even humans heard her. She didn't give a damn if they did. In fact, she believed it would have been better-a part of her wanted to advertise that she was officially off the market. As her body spasmed from the resulting orgasm, she basked in the fact that such a skilled pair of hands and mouth belonged to her.

Oh, and her pussy and ass belonged to Lucas Diamond, both of which he'd worked masterfully.

Lucas allowed her to fall down, squishing his right hand into the sand with her plump ass. It was for the best as it meant his hand would be the focus of the resulting cum dump instead of the sand. With his fingers still buried so deep, he could feel Cynthia's anal lips pumping out spurt after spurt of love nectar, same as her pussy. The water torrent that burst from her pussy slammed into his face and he greedily drunk in the white liquid. It tasted like fine spring water, a taste that he knew he'd seek out time after time.

"Ooooohhh, Lu…Lu…Lucas…oh, Lucas…Arceus, Lucas…that was…incredible." Whispered the blonde beauty, her body still spasming from the orgasm. She was happy that Lucas was still so close to her, his fingers and hand beneath her ass and his mouth still attached to her pussy. He was licking up her gushing cum like a starving Houndoom. Managing a whimsical chuckle, she rocked her hips. Cynthia groaned as she felt her body respond on instinct, spraying Lucas' mouth and hands with more cum. "That was one of the best fucking orgasms I've ever had."

"…Seriously?" he asked after licking up as much of the creamy white waterfall as he could. Cynthia could help but laugh at his face-he was now the one with a face covered in cum.

Red poked through the whiteness as she smiled at him in a heartfelt manner in spite of her nakedness sweatiness. "Now, would I ever lie to you about something like that?"

Both trainers found themselves laughing. It was a soft break in what had been an intense bout of lovemaking that they weren't done with. They took it as a nice little break to catch their breath and clean themselves up a little. Cynthia sat back against the sad, a carefree smile o her face as Lucas cleaned up her pussy using his tongue. She let out a slight moan when she felt his hand leave the recesses of her asshole. There was a hunger in her to have her ass filled up again, perhaps not with his fingers but with his cock, which she believed would be a nice fit for it. Cynthia wondered if they could get around to that this evening or in a future get together.

The possibility was enough for her to daydream away the next several minutes. It was certainly helped by the continued feel of Lucas's tongue and occasional fingers in her pussy.

Her ears hummed as she heard someone sitting laying beside her. Opening her eyes ad turning to her right, she saw a familiar pair of gray eyes and dark near blue-colored hair beside her.

"Enjoy your dream?" Lucas asked.

Laughing, Cynthia turned over and wrapped an arm around him. "I was, but I'm glad I woke up from it. There's something even better lying in front of me." A short bout of tender laughter later and they were kissing, their bodies pressing together. They were naked from the waist up, from the waist down, he still had on his swim trunks, something that Cynthia was quite aware of. She was actually happy for it as it meant she would have the pleasure of getting rid of them and exposing her new boyfriend's erect member. The seven-inch rod was poking against her as she and its owner shared a passionate lip lock that seemingly went on for hours. Upon separating, Cynthia looked to Lucas with naked hunger in her eyes. "Like I said, Lucas, now it's my turn to take all of you."

A witty response was on the edge of Lucas' tongue, but he stopped it as it would have been more than a little redundant. Cynthia had taken him into her mouth before, rather unexpectedly. They both had loved that unexpected round of oral sex and were eager to repeat it.

Her free right had reached down and stroked the harden member through Lucas's dark blue trunks. "I think it's time I got a look at this in all of its glory, Lucas."

Swallowing a thick lump of excitement, the in-training cook moved so he was lying on the towel with Cynthia hover about his lower half. He couldn't look away from her gorgeous, sweat-soaked naked body. Naturally, the tent in his pants was undeniable. She seemed to take pleasure in teasing it, like it was a wild animal that would burst out at any second instead of needing assistance from her. He supposed it was natural for her to go back to her teasing nature now that she had him at her mercy; it sent bolts of pleasure through both of them as they enjoyed the positions.

Finally, she began to remove his shorts. Lucas' heart raced as he lifted his hips up enough allow them to come off. In a second, he was now as naked as her, his cock standing at full mast. The teenager's cheeks burned bright red, but he kept his focus on Cynthia, who stared back at him with a growing smirk. While holding that smirk, she used both hands to begin pumping his member. Still, Lucas maintained his stare, never breaking it. Even with the fast-moving euphoria ripping through him, Lucas held onto some semblance of willpower to hold his gaze in Cynthia's direction.

Oh yeah, he's definitely a keeper. When it came to physical traits, Lucas hit a good number of the checkboxes she had. There were more though. Cynthia wouldn't have a weak-willed lover; it'd kill the relationship before it could eve get off the ground. To her delight, time after time, Lucas had showed himself to be anything but weak-willed. Even now as she pumped his cock and sent him to spiraling into the carnal heavens, he refused to look away from her. When he said she was and would always be the most beautiful women in the world, that he'd never look at another, he well and truly meant it. Cynthia remembered her heart pounding with excitement at that declaration; it was now pounding again as she reached out and embraced him as she wanted to back down.

Right before his eyes, Cynthia descended on his cock. It was a stark contrast to her earlier blowjob. For starters, this one was slower and tenderer, they both were able to take the time to enjoy it. Finally, Lucas' head moved, falling back as a deep and gratifying groan left his mouth. It was further extended as the Champion's hands slid down further, she began messaging his balls while sucking his member.

"Cynnnthia, this feels…amazing." That was the closest word he could use to describe the feeling, yet Lucas felt it still wasn't enough.

"We're just getting started, Lucas." The blonde whispered, leering at him with a sultry smile that could have made his heart implode. She set about doing that with her mouth and hands, both working in tandem on his cock.

"Aaaaaaahhhh….Ooooooohhhhh! C-Cy-Cynthia! Cynthia!" Never before was he more keenly aware of the blood racing through his veins than he was now. Lucas felt two impulses fighting within him-the urge to grab onto Cynthia's head and push her down further onto his member and the desire to just lay back and let her work her magic. On one hand, the sight of her hair ornaments bouncing with her sucking was pretty enticing, yet on the other Lucas felt an amazing feeling I just laying back and letting her take control. "I-I feel…so…ooooooohhhhh!" She deepthroated him. "Y-You're…so good at this." Lucas whispered.

Cynthia mumbled something, what he couldn't tell, but it was probably proud acceptance of his statement. She loved having compliments sent her way; Lucas had plenty of them to give, especially after having his lewd dreams fulfilled.

Tension quickly built up in the teenager's cock, veins throbbing while inside the blonde's mouth. She felt them through her tongue, which was also the cause of them. She also no doubt felt the rapid-growing heat of his balls and cock, again, curtsy of her. Lucas sealed his eyes shut as he rocked his hips upward, pushing his member deeper into Cynthia's mouth. He was becoming used to her moans of approval, addicted even he'd say. Lucas wanted to keep hearing her moan in sensually approval of him, and she wanted to keep on hearing his groans of erotic bliss. She swirled her tongue over his member, slathering it in another layer of cum. Feeling the tightening grow stronger, Lucas accepted that it was going to take nothing but one more flicker for him to cum. But that flick of her tongue never came.

Gray eyes snapped open as the master-training turned cook felt the absence of his lover's lips on his member. Questions swirled within his mind and almost forced their way out of his mouth until he saw her moving to grip her breasts. Lucas' heart skipped a beat as he realized what was about to happen next.

Cynthia mirrored the grin o his face with one of her own. "You've groped and kissed these things. Now, let me show you another use for them, Lucas." Her ow heart thundering with lustful excitement, she sandwiched the young trainer's member between her breasts. He expectedly threw his head back and howled in erotic joy. "That's it, feels good, doesn't it!"

"Hell yeah, it does! Keep going, Cynthia! This is the best feeling I think I've ever had!" Shouted the seventeen-year-old.

Grinning from ear-to-ear, Cynthia began to pump her young lover's seven-inch rod anew. Instead of her hands though, she used her breasts. The results were evident microseconds after she started. Lucas wasn't the only one enjoying himself, it'd been ages since Cynthia had given someone a titfuck. In spite of that, she knew what to do almost by sheer instinct, she followed those instincts and allowed them to take her and Lucas high up on the stairwell to carnal heaven. Like her, he too ended up fisting the beach towel. He alternated between screwing his eyes shot and popping them up. The sight of Cynthia giving him a titfuck was one that he couldn't get enough of. It was really happening, and it was going to happen more in the future; the latter thought made Lucas want to shout to the sky in euphoric glee.

"OOOOHHH YEEEEAAAAAHHH!" Hey, where was the harm in it? They had this patch of the beach to themselves so what the hell. Besides, Cynthia had already made her sexual pleasure loud and clear. Who was Lucas to not do the same? "THAT'S IT, CYNTHIA! JUST LIKE I'VE ALWAYS DREAMED!"

Of course he'd dreamed about a titfuck from her. What guy hadn't? For Lucas though, she was going to give it her absolute best, and she would time after time. Cynthia sped up the pace of her fucking, driving Lucas further up the wall and making him tighten his hold on the towel. Seeing the constantly moving tip of his cock spurned her into further action. The seventeen-year-old again howled feeling the tip of his member being licked by the buxom blonde. Lucas involuntary hip thrust added to the euphoria they were both experiencing. She licked him again and Lucas again thrusted his ups upward.

They found a rhythm in the midst of their lovemaking, one that they both found absolutely amazing to "dance" to. Lucas continued to grip the beach towel to the point he could have sworn he felt it beginning to tear under the strain of his fists. Frankly, it also felt like something within him was going to tear as well thanks to the nonstop licking and pillowing of his cock at the beautiful body of Cynthia. She was using all of her amorous expertise to give him the titfucking of his lifetime. Every second he howled his enjoyment of it, each of those seconds also bringing him one step closer to orgasming.

"C-C-C-Cynthia, I'm going to-mmmmmmaaaaaaahhhhaaa!" She silenced him with a few precise flicks of her tongue against the tip of his cock and the tightening of her breasts against his base. Lucas' eyes sealed shut the flew wide open as wave after wave of ecstasy rocked him. He couldn't hold out for much longer, maybe a few seconds at best, but that was it. Wanting to prolong the ecstasy, he tried to. In doing so, he became faintly aware of the ocean waves several feet in front of them, softly beating against the shore. He knew at some point a rogue wave would come by and stretch far beyond the water's established borders. In his mind, he pictured his impeding orgasm as that rogue wave, it was coming, ad he was excitedly counting down to it while trying to keep it at bay.

The blonde Champion enjoyed his resistance, but with a squeeze and pumping of his member, the promised wave came.

"CYNTHIAAAAAA!" Lucas shouted orgasming in sweaty relief. His cum shot upward again, though this time Cynthia was ready for the orgasmic eruption. She opened her mouth to catch what she could and let the rest splatter atop of her. At least this time she didn't have to worry about her bikini top. She felt positively great in feeling Lucas' cum cascade down upon her. Cynthia continued to pump his member using her mounds keeping the teenager's orgasm going, and thus giving her more cum to feast on.

"Ready, Lucas?" The blonde innocently questioned in spite of the undeniable lewdness of the act they were about to indulge in.

With a tight grip on her waist, nodded, then brought her down atop his member.

"OOOOOOOOOHHHH!" Shouted both Sinnoh-borne trainers. Pure euphoria shot through both of them, electrifying every portion of their bodies. They immediately set about using that energy I rocking their bodies together.

"Luuuuuucccaaassss…" The blonde cried while bouncing herself atop her young lover. "You feel…so…fucking good!"

"So do you, Cynthia," The teenager grunted back, his hips moving almost on their own. "So do you!" Her walls immediately tightened around his penis as it rocked its way in and out of her pussy. Lucas felt like a missing piece of himself had just been made whole, a sentiment that Cynthia whispered that she shared. Saliva dropped down their lips as they engaged in a passion and impulsive kiss while fucking each other. Tongues aggressively charged and battered against each other like a pair of wild Tauros, neither able to subdue the other. They held fast to the kiss as long as they could before the need for air forced them apart, but only at the lips. At the waist, well, it went without saying.

The lewd sound of flesh slapping against flesh seemingly filled the whole beach. It was like the ocean waves, a constant that had a rhyme and rhythm of its own. Nature hadn't created it, Lucas and Cynthia had, and the couple were proud of it.

In separating for air, two sets of gray eyes looked at each other. They were near perfect mirrors reflecting rampant lust and passionate desire. Lips surged forth in another searing kiss that would leave the two Pokémon trainers feeling breathless. Air was used up I what felt like seconds, the quickly inhaled through the mouth and noses only to be used up again in a repeating cycle.

It's undeniable, he's mine. He's fucking mine! Cynthia thought with a possessive mental growl. Brief images of others looking at Lucas with romantic affection in their eyes raced through her mind like a film reel. With every thrust of her hips, she tore them to shreds.

Lucas himself was thinking his own private thoughts as he aggressive thrusted his hips upward, spearing Cynthia's pussy with his penis. Each thrust brought him a whole new level of pleasure. Surely the carnal pleasures he'd quietly dreamed of were as boundless as the sea behind them. Following another break for air, he stared into Cynthia's eyes. She's mine, she's my fucking girl! Cynthia, I promise…I'll make you feel this good every day for the rest of your life! That thought fueling him, he picked up his thrusts, pushing his cock deeper than it had gone before. He felt it hit her clitoris.

"AAAAAAAHHH! LUCAS, RIGHT THERE!"

"I PROMISE, CYNTHIA, I'LL BE THE MAN OF YOUR DREAMS!"

Seizing him by the face, she whispered, "You already are." The she slammed their lips together and held them there as she caught up to his increased thrusting. Neither of them spoke anymore as they let their bodies do the talking for them. A bond had been formed and it was being solidified between the two of them. Nothing, not even the force of the Creation Trio would be able to break it by the time they were through.

A familiar knot formed in the bellies of both revered trainers. Locking eyes, they knew what it meant. Hungry lips collided and feasted on each other as the knot grew tighter. Lucas had moved his right hand from Cynthia's hip to the back of her head. She relished the feeling of his head gripping the back of her skull and his left hand aggressively groping her ass to keep her steady. He was putting out just as much as she was. That was another trait about Lucas she absolutely loved-the devotion in which he gave the people he cared about. With every thrust, he made it clear the most romantic of that devotion was now hers. She returned the sentiment with her own downward thrusts.

In popping away from each other, the knots twisted themselves to their final point, implosion could only be the inevitable conclusion.

"LUUUUCCASSSS!"

"CYNNNTTTTHIAAAAA!"

Love nectar gushed from all sides simultaneously as the raging seven-inch rod exploded, shooting thick ropes of cum upward. They mixed together and leaked out of the blonde's pussy, at least what didn't sit within her. Lucas groaned as he felt the mixture swirl around his cock, his harden member twitching and shooting love nectar into the Champion's snatch. He could feel every heartbeat thumping in his ears. Cynthia could hear her own as well. Both felt theirs magnified as they gazed into each other's eyes, lips parted as they panted. Seconds passed like grains in an hourglass. With each one, the two trainers felt themselves regaining their strength, portion by portion.

Once they regained enough, they seized each other's lisp. The aftermath of their orgasm continued to play out while they kissed, it was actually a great way to spend it. And perhaps…gear themselves up for the next round, which would come soon.

That soon turned out to be when they broke for air. Sweaty and red-faced, the couple laughed.

"So, um for another round?" Asked the sweaty-faced young chef to the equally sweaty-faced professional battler ad part-time archeologist.

"Oh, hell yeah. What position do you wanna do?" Cynthia questioned with a hungry glint in her eyes.

It was that glint that told Lucas to act instead of giving her a verbal response. The idea was sheer impulsive, guided by erupting lust that he didn't even bother trying to fight. Lucas acted on it

Cynthia's waist-length blonde hair blinded her. She could feel, but not see, she felt the beach towel beneath her hands and her knees. Her ass had been raised up causing her eyes to widen; an excited grin spread across her face. It quickly morphed into an O-shaped scream of surprise.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH! LU-LUUUUUUCCCAAASSSSS!"

Gnashing his teeth, the teenager threw back his head and thrusted his hips forward, occupying almost the whole of Cynthia's anal hole in one go. Her asshole immediately squeezed around him; Lucas threw his head back and groaned feeling another smearing-hot wave of pleasure pummel him from his cock on up. The heat turned into a fire that was added to his own, fueling him in pulling his hips back, then thrusting them forward. Cynthia howled again, her eyes flying wide as she stared forward. Lucas partially wished he'd turned her around so she was looking at the sea, but they'd started and neither of them were in the mood to stop. There was no way in hell he was going to stop until he'd filled Cynthia's asshole with his semen, and he was sure she wouldn't allow him to stop until that happened.

His cock pulled a continuous disappearing then reappearing act, appearing for only a few seconds at best then submerging itself into the Champion's asshole. Each time, she screamed, her voice seemingly growing louder and louder.

"THAT'S IT, LUCAS! OOOOOHHHH YEAH! LIKE THAT, JUST LIKE THAT! FUCK ME, FUCK MY ASSHOLE!"

Flashing her an unseen grin, he raised his right hand from her hip and brought it down on her corresponding ass cheek.

"OOOOOOOHHHH!"

"Just like I thought," Lucas said. "You're quite a slut behind closed doors, aren't you, Cynthia!"

Whipping her head back, she had the lewdest face he thought he'd ever seen. It was so arousing Lucas' member hardened even more ad he thrusted deeper into her ass. "Only for the men I think can satisfy me."

"And me, Cynthia?"

SMACK!

"Yes!"

SMACK!

"Louder!" The black-haired teenager shouted.

"HELL YES!"

SMACK!

"YOU'RE A SLUT, CYNTHIA!"

"DAMN RIGHT, I AM, BUT I'M YOUR SLUT, LUCAS!"

SMACK!

"AGAIN, BABY!"

"I'M A BLOND HORNY SLUT THAT BELONGS TO YOU, LUCAS DIAMOND! FROM THIS DAY ONWARD, I'M YOUR SLUT! YOUR WOMAN, YOUR BITCH!"

He fucked her like one, loving every second of it, and so did Cynthia. The regal and composed image that she maintained utterly collapsed, the pieces shattered into oblivion with each thrust of the teenager's cock. This was her first time experiencing anal sex and Lucas was making her vow she'd never do it with anyone but him. Hell, she'd never go to another man but him. Thrusting her hips backward drove his seven-inch rod deeper into her anus causing her to bite her lip in sexual gratitude.

SMACK!

"MMMMMOOOOOREEEE! SPLIT MY ASS IN HALF, LUCAS!"

They were going so fast ow that he had to reattach his hand to her hip to keep her steady, otherwise he'd have lost his rhythm and hold on her. Lucas' fingers hooked into the blonde's plump ass which he furiously pounded. Drool dripped from Cynthia's open mouth, a constant scream soaring from her mouth. The loudest was building up, ready to signal the Champion's next orgasm. Shutting her lips, she attempted to savor the boiling feeling. She wouldn't be able to resist for long, but dammit, she was trying! The only thing that would have made it better was if Lucas was still spanking her.

"CYNTHIA, I CA FEEL IT! I CAN FEEL IT! YOU'RE SO FUCKING TIGHT!"

"I KNOW, I CAN FEEL IT TOO, LUCAS! JUST LET IT OUT, BABY! FILL MY ASS, FILL IT UP TO THE BRIM LIKE YOU DID MY MOUTH AND PUSSY! ALL OF MY HOLES LUCAS-"

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!"

"-ARE YOOOOOOOUUURRRRSSSSS!"

Streams of burning hot man juices blasted their way into the sexy blonde's asshole. The scream that had been building erupted outward, loud enough to make an Exploud jealous. The blast of cum was powerful enough it could rival a Blastoise' Hydro Pump. Cynthia felt a lewd sense of pride in being the one to receive the orgasmic blast straight through the ass.

The couple held their positions, their bodies sweatier than they already had been when they started. They panted, their breathing utterly chaotic as exhaustion slowly began to sink its hooks into them. It's hold wasn't complete as Lucas removed his cock from Cynthia's asshole; he watched in sweaty glee as cum streamed out of her abused hole.

She turned her head around and smiled at him. "You've gone three for three, Lucas. No man has ever done that with me before."

Smiling, he moved his hands, wrapping his arms around her waist and pushing her against his chest. Lucas enjoyed the feel of her hair against his chest, he was happy she didn't seem to mind that he was sweaty as hell and getting that sweat on her hair. "And no man will ever do it either."

"Exactly," Cynthia giggled reaching up and caressing his face. "Only you, Lucas, my beautiful diamond." They gazed into one another's eyes for a while before moving to connect their lips, the kiss being sweet and tender in contrast to their previous messy make outs. "You wanna go again?" she asked once the kiss ended.

Lucas's grin was an answer all to itself, ad it made her pussy tingle in erotic delight. After the fucking her ass had, her pussy was howling for some attention; not at all helping it was the feel of Lucas' hard cock underneath it. Cynthia rocked herself against the younger trainer causing him to groan and his cock to twitch. Lucas quickly returned the favor, softly thrusting his hips forward and back causing Cynthia to grind herself atop his member. It was back to its full hardness and rearing to go.

"Now, Lucas, let's not waste another second." She begged.

He decided that this time, he'd do what he wished he'd have done before. With his arms wrapped around her waist, Lucas turned the two of them over so they were facing the sea. Lucas laid the two of them down, his cock still nesting right below Cynthia's pussy. She giggled at the change in the position, it was a nice one since it would lead to her having a ice view of the sea.

A low moan was let out as the teenager lifted her right leg up, he ran his hand along it as he did so. His hands momentarily stopped over the black leg bands that she wore before moving down further. Lucas indulged himself and Cynthia with a brief finger fuck, the latter moaned in delight at the short but sweet fingering. A spurt of cum stained the upper half of his index and middle fingers, which he glided down her leg. He was stretching this out, teasing her. Cynthia laughed in realizing she might have either created a bit of a monster or helped Lucas discover a side of himself he might never have found with another lover.

Lucas finally removed his hand from her leg and used it to grip his cock. Cynthia kept her leg raised, silently waiting for the moment her boyfriend's member would enter her pussy again, she didn't have to wait too long.

A second delightful moan flew from the blonde Champion's lips as she felt her vaginal hole filled. It felt like it'd been too long since she'd bee filled. Heheh, oh, Lucas, you really do bring out the horny slut in me. At the thought, her pussy tingled and tightened around the cock that had been reintroduced to it. Lucas hips got to work immediately making Cynthia moan louder.

Holding her leg, Lucas rocked his hips forward and backward, pumping her pussy with his cock. Her earlier orgasms had made her womanly hole wet and thus easier for him to fuck, and more fun. Cynthia felt like she could feel her teenage lover's cock sliding in and out of her more thoroughly than she had before; the feeling was incredible. Each thrust made her feel like Lucas' cock was a natural part of her, a part that she couldn't leave without. Wrapping an arm around his neck, she brought his head and lips down. She had supreme confidence that he'd always be around, maybe not physically (which would undoubtedly suck), but he'd be there with her in spirit. Cynthia now knew what his presence on every level felt like-in it she found joy, comfort, and love.

"Aaaaaaahhhhh…that's right, Lucas, keep it up…." Sensually moaned the blonde breaking from her former challenger and one of the few to ever defeat her. "You're so good for a natural."

"Whenever it comes to you, I always bring my best." Lucas declared. The silver eyes that he found so enchanted swelled with loving amusement and gratitude, the sweet laughter he always found solace in came next. His response to them was a harder and quicker thrust, hitting the woman's core. Cynthia's laughter became an aroused howl that made Lucas repeat his actions several more times. Hitting her core and filling up her love canal again became his sole mission in life, a battle that he wouldn't lose at, especially since he'd won it before. "I swear to you, I'll love you like this everyday, whenever you want."

The already amorous look in her eyes magnified. "Oh, Arceus, do you have any idea what you're saying?"

He met her grin with one of his own, and a critical hit on her pussy that had her entire body shaking like a rattle. "I'm pretty sure you've learned by now you're not the only horny one in this relationship." Lucas leaned into her ear as she'd done to him and whispered into it. "Horny and naughty, I fucking loved spanking your plump ass Cynthia and once we're back at the hotel room, I'm going to do it again. Maybe in the shower or in the hotel hot tube."

Tightening her hold on his neck, she stole his lips for a quick kiss. "I'll hold you to that, Lucas." Another kiss followed, one surprisingly more emotional than wild. It transmitted down into their lower regions, now fully rocking to each other in perfect tandem. The lewd sound of flesh slapping against flesh filled the beach, rising over the beating waves.

White-hot pleasure reached a fever pitch within the two trainers after what felt like hours. As one, they tried to hold it back, again not ready for the impeding orgasm. Lucas felt his girlfriend's wet walls clapping down on his member, smothering it with warmth and residual cum. Sweat pouring down his brow, he pushed deeper and deeper, battering Cynthia's core. Lucas' eyes widened as he felt his orgasm building up and fiercely fighting against his stretched thin restraint. He pushed Cynthia's lips against his, increasing the speed of his thrusts what he knew was going to be the final time.

"Cynthia…" he groaned.

"Let it out, Lucas…"

Her walls were tightening on his member in accordance to his rapid-fire thrusting. She was as close as he was; the edge was coming in sight for both of them, but the spirit of competitiveness had seized both of them. The teenager reared his cock back, almost pulling it completely out of Cynthia's pussy before ramming it back in. Her face tightened as a tidal wave of euphoria battered her. Then came the second wave, and then finally the third It was the unexpected final blow.

"LUCAS!"

"CYNTHIA!"

For the second time that day, the blonde Champion's pussy was filled up with the masculine juices of the young trainer who'd challenged and defeated her all those years ago. It wouldn't be the last time that she'd shout his name in such a way. She knew that for certain, and she knew Lucas shouting her name would become a recurring trend. No doubt over the next couple of days.

Cynthia and Lucas were eagerly looking forward to those days as they came down from their orgasm, both of their bodies spent. Their physical strength had been exhausted, but their spirits were never more alive. Staring into one another's eyes, they could see them-glittering like brilliant diamonds. With a kiss, they polished one another, and would continue to do so again and again.

Neither of them were sure when they disconnected their bodies from one another, though they remained wrapped up in each other's arms. Shut-eyed, they simply listened to the soft ebbing of the ocean in front of them.

"This is going to be an awesome vacation." The teenager whispered.

"You're just now realizing that?" Cynthia giggled. "Still, you're right. This is going to be a great vacation, but..."

Lucas grinned at her, leaning over and kissing her on the lips. Inevitably, it got both of them sexually excited. Already, they felt energy beginning to return to them. "It's just the start."

Cynthia curled up against her new boyfriend's chest. "Indeed it is. Speaking of beginning...you up for going back into the water?"

"You said this part of the beach is rented out just for us, right?" Sitting upright, Cynthia made a show of looking around them. They'd made enough noise that someone in the vicinity must have heard them. The fact that no one came running meant that they were truly alone. Lucas had a feeling they had their Pokemon to thank for that. She looked back at him with a grin. "Then how's about a little skinny dipping in the ocean." The blonde beauty giggled as she was hoisted up into the aspiring chef's arms and carried out to sea.

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Not quite how I originally planned to do a lemon with Cynthia, but things turned out alright I'd say. She certainly got a chance to cut loose alongside Lucas, didn't she? I'll be honest in that was extremely fun to write.

I think it's safe to say that Cynthia is a tease. It's my pure headcanon that when it comes to sex, she can be quite wild and adventurous, which makes writing her incredibly fun. That amorous side opened the door for Lucas, who pretty much got to live the dream. I'm hoping it made for an entertaining read, and will make for more in the future as I'm definitely going to be writing more of Cynthia and Lucas in the future. Oh, and maybe adding in some other lovely ladies.

Leave your thoughts in the reviews and any suggestions you might have. Until my next Poke Lemon, stay safe and healthy, everyone!