Glittering Darkness

by Cosmic Sky

Sometimes, you had to peer into the darkness to find the best things. Some people could do that easily, while others not so much. Ethan was one of the former. For him, he knew a lot of things could be found in the dark, like great friends, exciting challenges, and...occasionally beautiful ladies like Karen. All those things made the reach out worth it, and then some.

Happy fall, everyone. Yep, it's officially fall. On one hand, it felt like summer would never end, yet it also at times felt like it was going by fast. Maybe it was just me. Regardless, another lucky lady and lucky trainer will be getting it on in the next entry in this lemon series. As for who the pair is…Karen of the Johto Elite Four and Ethan! It's been about a year since I've done a story featuring characters from Gen II. This will also be my second time writing a lemon for an Elite Four lady (Karen being another favorite right after Lorelei and Olivia). Personally, I've always taken to Karen's philosophy of go with your favorites, something that's kind of kept me even more distant from the competitive side of the fandom, but that's what I am. There aren't many stories with her, so I'm going to be stepping into the darkness so to speak. Hopefully you all enjoy that step with me. Enjoy!

I do not own anything.

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Glittering Darkness

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"Heh, finally decided to come join us, huh? Don't worry, I made sure to save enough for you, little guy."

The Houndour looked to Ethan with a half-hearted glare, but drudged forward toward the bowl none the less. Its sense of smell and hunger compelled it to do so, just as Ethan predicted. As expected, he gave the young canine some space as it feasted. The sight never failed to tug at his heartstrings in big and small ways.

"Feels good to finally have a good meal, doesn't it?" The teenage caretaker remarked. The Houndour didn't answer him, too busy feeding. That was just fine by Ethan as he knew that once the dual-type took a whiff of his specially brewed Poké food, there was no stopping until the meal was finished. Such things made his heart swell with pride.

Knowing that it was going to be a while before the mysterious runaway Pokémon so much as even growled at him, Ethan stood up and turned away. He had other Pokémon to see too, some of whom would get testy if he didn't show up on time. That was another little fact that he took a small bit of pride in, some of his charges liked him enough they got annoyed when he didn't show up at a set time. Of course, that could also make things a little difficult from time to time. That was especially the case when some trainers seemed peeved that their Pokémon had potentially taken a greater shine to him than them. Ethan sometimes kept his mouth shut at those times, others…not so much.

He was lucky in that he didn't have any Pokémon that needed medical treatment, so that meant he was able to focus on simple checking in and training. The latter was something that always gave him more than a little rush of excitement. It wasn't like he'd given up on professional battling, it was perhaps more appropriate to say that he'd decided to pass on what he and his Pokémon had learned onto others; his own extensive journey certainly came in handy in this portion of his job as a breeder.

The center's rocky domain was his destination, home of the Rock, Ground, and even a few Fire-types. One Fire-type in particular caught his eye.

"Yo, buddy, how's the training been going?" The Johto native called out to his Typhlosion, his starter and his most trusted Pokémon. He was also his go-to partner in his continuing duty as a Pokémon caretaker. Typhlosion had been like him, a fiery-spirited battler, but also like him, he'd managed to tame that spirit for the sake of caring and teaching.

Plus, it gave the pure Fire-type the chance to show off. That was one bit of pride that he shared with his trainer, and they were proud of it. To be fair though, Typhlosion wasn't the only one of his Pokémon who enjoyed showing off, nor was that an entirely bad thing. More than a few younger Pokémon walked left the care center inspired, including a few older Pokémon.

Several minutes later, Ethan found his mind falling to the "younger" side of that grouping. While his faithfully starter continued to show some other Pokémon the ropes in Fire-type moves, the human sensed another observer. Looking over to the corner of the door, he spotted a familiar black-furred body ad a red snout. It was watching the exhibition intent, jaws split open in awe at the firepower being displayed. He wasn't at all surprised.

Ethan had learned a thing or two about stealth over the years. Was he a loud and boastful person? Oh, hell yes, but he was a wide-ranged person. He'd become a wide-ranged person, and a proud one at that.

The young Houndour had yet to notice him. Ethan thought about speaking to it and making his presence known, but the awe in which the pup looked upon the fire exhibition was too enticing for him to break. Instead, he simply crouched beside it, watching the fire show alongside it. His eyes would occasionally shift back and forth between the two. Ethan could see the desire to join them building up within the canine Pokémon.

"Go for it." The young breeder finally said.

Blinking in surprise, the dual-type looked to him. Expectedly, it jumped back, a growl emanating from its jaws. Ethan merely chuckled, then looked back at the fire exhibition. It was clear that the intimidation tactic wasn't working, something that the Houndour realized, thus ending its growling.

"I've seen your Flamethrower, it's not too bad, but you could certainly use some work. If you want to, those guys can definitely help you out." Ethan continued in an amicable voice.

It was soothing and encouraging to the dark-furred Pokémon. Taking one step further, Ethan could see that it wanted to join them, especially as it watched Typhlosion demonstration Fire Fang.

"Rrrrr…" The Houndour growled.

Ethan's attention snapped to the small Pokémon. Immediately, he noticed a change in the creature's emotional state. It had gone from awed to looking somewhat nervous and unsure. Had it tried learning Fire Fang only to fail? From what he saw, the mysterious runaway knew far more Fire-Type moves than Dark-Type ones: Ember, Fire Spin, Flamethrower, and even Inferno. One would have thought that this was merely a strong wild Pokémon if not for the collar around its neck. Ethan had to do some convincing to be able to take care of the Pokémon instead of having it regulated to the "lost" section while calls were made to discover who the Pokémon belonged to.

Takemi Care and Treatment had to notify any missing trainers of any lost Pokémon that found their way to their facility, as was policy. Still, some…exceptions could be made, primarily in the case of Pokémon abuse. This little Houndour didn't look like it'd been abused, it was just rather stubborn and wild, perhaps too wild for whatever trainer had ownership of it.

As he reached his hand out and lightly patted the dog's head, Ethan probably made more progress than whoever that person had in taming it. "Just keep practicing, you'll get it down in time. Don't listen to a word that anyone, much less your trainer says, especially if they're being a jerk about it." The Houndour's tail wagged and its head went down. Ethan didn't know how on the nose he'd been, but his words had left a mark.

That mark seemingly accumulated in the Houndour turning around to fully face him. Jaws opened allowing the breeder and doctor to see a set of perfectly groomed fangs. Ethan recognized such grooming, it furthered his hypothesis that this Pokémon had been extensively cared for; rather or not it appreciated that care was up for debate.

His eyes narrowed as he watched a spark of black electricity jump between the top set of canines. Crunch. He immediately recognized. Putting a hand to his chin, he listened to the Houndour's ensuing barks and growls, and watched as it shook its head. "Alright, let me take a crack at it-your trainer wants you to learn some Dark-Type moves, but you'd prefer Fire-Type moves, right?" To his relief the still juvenile Pokémon nodded its head. "Huh, well, you're not the first Pokémon I've ran into that would prefer to stick to one typing. Granted, you've got an attitude befitting of a Dark-type." Chuckling, he reached forward and ruffles the Houndour's head. Expectedly, the pup growled at him, but made no effort to shake him off, or bite his hand off. "Hey, hey, being a Dark-type isn't so bad. It's a part of you, ad you shouldn't be afraid to embrace it."

For a few seconds, the little Houndour stared straight into his eyes, proof that his words had gotten through. Ethan was happy for that, though he wasn't betting on them taking immediate effect. He'd lit a spark and was content to sit back and see where it went, for now.

"Go practice with them." He said. The young Houndour shut its jaws and cocked its head in confusion. "You're pretty interested in the fire show, so go join them. We can talk about this later. For ow, go have some fun." Ethan urged with a wink.

Confusion turned into excitement as the young Houndour yelped in joy. For the first time, the Fire-Dark-Type leaped up and licked at Ethan's cheek. Feeling the residual warmth, he watched the small canine Pokémon run off to join the other Pokémon.

Typhlosion shot Ethan a slight grin and a wink, both of which he returned. Days like this really made them love their jobs.

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5:35 PM…

"Hey!"

Ethan almost forgot to respond, his mind having gone on a temporary fritz.

People waiting for him to get off from work wasn't too out of the ordinary. It was actually quite common. There were some people he was happy to see and some whose presence in front of the care center's doors that inspired unease and even dread in him.

When it came to Dark-types and those who'd mastered their usage, those feelings were rather understandable. Doubly so if a master such as Grimsley of Unova or eve Sidney of Hoenn, both of whom Ethan had met.

Karen Endo? There probably wasn't a man in Johto, or any other region who wouldn't be happy to see her waving at them. Especially when she was cast in the glow of the setting sun. For a woman who specialized in Dark-types, she sure did look good in the light, even better than she usually did.

Temporarily tongue-tied by that beauty, all Ethan could do was sheepishly wave at her, a move that he'd been ripping himself over well into the night.

Immediately understanding his confusion, Karen laughed in good-natured amusement. Her laughter let loose a flock of Butterfrees in the younger trainer's stomach, just like they always did. He loved her laugh; Karen had one of the best laughs of anyone he knew. It matched her bright and social demeanor.

Flicking her hand through her hair, she looked back toward the care center. "How was he?"

Blinking his way out of his stupor, he looked back to the building he'd just came from. "O-O-Oh, y-you mean the little guy? A little rambunctious, but that's nothing new here. Otherwise, just great, he seems to have a passion for fire, heh, not too surprising. He doesn't seem to be a fan of his Dark side though."

Karen's smile lost some of its luster, though she didn't seem too surprised. "Yeah, I know. I've been trying to work with him on that. Hasn't exactly been easy."

"But I'm sure you'll succeed." Ethan automatically declared. When the older woman's silvery-blue eyes swerved to him, he averted looking into them. His cheeks burned, something he hoped the setting sun would hide. Knowing Karen though, she'd see it.

Luckily for him, she took a bit of pity on him. "Thank you for the boast of confidence. It's the nice cherry on top to the cake that I've already been given. I'm really trying to get little Kenji to embrace his inner Dark-type. Heh, truth be told, I actually think he's fine just the way he is."

"Let me guess though, someone has other ideas?" The teenager inferred. She nodded, leaving him to sigh. "Okay, guess number two…a movie?"

Giggling, she snapped her fingers at him. "Bingo. He's the leading Pokémon in an up incoming movie yours truly is producing. Needless to say, he's been a tough pup to keep in-character. Still, I like him for that same reason. Sadly, the script writer doesn't feel the same way. She's had a chop trying to adjust things to suit the mood of one moody little Houndour."

"Hey, some Pokémon are remain a little wild in some areas." Karen smiled in agreement. If there was anyone who knew about misbehavior, it was her, having taken to training and mastering one of the unruliest types of Pokémon imaginable. Regardless, she was living proof that it was possible, and the results were well worth it.

"Ethan," she called. "I'd love to continue this talk, but how's about some place a little more…fitting. What do you say? Up for spending a night out with a gal like me?" Karen cocked her head and winked at him, a very clear sign of flirtation that got his cheeks burning red in the setting sun.

Fighting through that burning, he stood up straight and smiled back at her. "I'd say hell yes to that offer." As he spoke the words, Ethan felt like his heart might just explode curtsy of Karen's joyous laughter. How in the hell was he going to make it through the night beside her?

Regardless, it was going to be one hell of a fun night, that much he knew for certain.

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6:49 PM…

Olivine City was a big city, so it had something for everyone. Maybe not as much as Goldrod City, but still, if you wanted a pleasant place to spend the evening, you had a wide selection of choices to choose from. Ethan and Karen knew that; for the former, it was one of the reasons why he'd chosen to settle down in the city.

Karen wouldn't say it, but that settling down was one of the reasons why she liked coming out to the city. It was always nice to see the young hotshot trainer who'd worked his way from a rookie to becoming one, if not the best battler in the entire region. Oh, and the who dealt the second decisive blow to Team Rocket. Though the criminal organization was still around, there were those extremely willing to take a stand against them. Especially when it came to Pokémon abuse.

Behind the cocky and brash outer exterior, there was a truly kind and sincere young man who'd do anything to help those in danger. Naturally, he was also capable of great compassion, even if he didn't quite look it at first glance. Karen was happy that she'd seen that compassion on display, when he was at work and when he was out and about. All of it made her quite happy to spend time with him, such as what she was doing now.

The tabloids would have a field day with this, two high-level trainers sharing an evening out at a bar by the sea, laughing and talking like old friends. To a degree, they were, though old was stretching it. The two of them were merely friends, they had been for the better part of two years. A whimsical decision to get her Honchrow checked out at Takemi Care and Treatment had led her to encountering the hot-spirited trainer who'd challenged her only three years ago. It was a pleasant surprise to find him work, and quite a treat silently watching him care to various Pokémon.

She found credence to the story Lance had told her about how he'd a Tyrantiar he'd left in Silver's care had to be transferred over to Ethan, who was able to control it. It went without saying that Karen loved holding it over the redheaded trainer's head.

"You don't have to pay me."

"Oh, so money crossed your mind?"

"Eh, I'm pretty sure it was going to come up eventually."

Giggling, the movie produce leaned back in her chair, amusement written all over her face. "You guessed right. Not that I'm proud of it, but I've used money before." Fixing Ethan with a grin she remarked, "At first glance, you seem like the kind of kid who'd be enticed by perhaps a five or even six-figure pay for trying to train Kenji."

"Heh, guilty." He was self-aware enough to admit that he could be a bit of a greedy person. How funny considering that he came from a rather well-off family and had a tad more money than most trainers. Of course, Ethan knew that money wasn't the most valuable thing in life, it was nice to have but life needed something else to be fulfilling. "Anyways, I'll do it just because I've heard about how much you're pooling into this new movie. It'd suck if you had to pull the plug on it because of one unruly but well-meaning Pokémon. On top of that…I think it'd be pretty cool to have a movie focused on Dark-types. You rock at those movies."

With a warm smile, Karen looked out toward the sea. Before, it had been fading sunlight that had illuminated her face, now it was the moonlight, perhaps more fitting. Any person with eyes would have been utterly captivated by the beauty exuded by the strongest member of the Johto Elite Four.

"You know, sometimes I get flack for pushing Dark-types so much, but I can't help it, they're my favorites." She declared.

"That's why people love you, especially aspiring Dark-type trainers. They look up to you, maybe a little more so than Grimsley." The black-haired teenager offered.

After a short bout of laughter, Karen took to her beer glass. "Well, I do present a better look, don't I? Plus, I'm not a gambling addict, am I?"

"Nope, and I fully agree about the better-looking part." He held up his own non-alcoholic beverage in response to toast her. "You make darkness look good."

She'd heard that before, but she never tired of hearing it. Sure, it could be called vanity, but it was vanity that she sure as hell enjoyed, and for good reason. Karen knew she was good and part of her fame came from being so good with Dark-types. Only Unova's Grimsley could match her in mastery. Again though, she was proud to hold certain things over the Unova trainer, namely looks and a much better finances.

"I make darkness look good indeed…and you're good at taming it, just like so many other elements, Ethan." The older woman complimented, her eyes seemingly gazing into Ethan's. She was glad that he'd forgone his trademark cap. Even after going into breeding and care, he still wore it, much in the same way that some of his fellow Dex Holders continued to wear their caps in spite of finding professional jobs. "I'll take care of the paper work tomorrow. As movie produce, I'm officially handing management of Kenji the Houndour over to you."

He gave her a mock salute that she found rather cute. "I'll have him acting out his part before the mouth's over!"

"Hm, do that and maybe I'll have to give you some special reward." His cheeks went from pink to bright red. She didn't even need to flutter her eyes at him. "Yeah, I thought that would get you a little motivated."

"Already motivated, but you had to go and pour more fuel on the fire." Ethan jokingly fired back.

"Hey, I like seeing you get all fired up. I still remember the first time I saw that determination of yours." As she gazed at him, time rolled backward for her, almost four years before when Ethan was a little younger looking and more fiery-eyed. She knew that there was something special about him as very, very few made it past Will, Koga, and especially Bruno to confront her. Even fewer made it past her to face Lance himself. "I'm especially glad in that you battled how I did."

Ethan gave a light-hearted shrug. "I can understand those people that want to battle strategically. It's not a bad way to battle, but some people prefer to do things their own way." It was his turn to wink, and he was glad that Karen accepted it with a smile. "Like you and me."

Karen's mantra had been shared by man and rejected by many. She was fine with that as it was her personal belief, and it wouldn't work for everyone. Interacting with people who rejected her ideology didn't bother her too much. Some real fun came when she was able to interact with people who did, people like Ethan.

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The Next Day, 1:23 PM…

After a few barks, Kenji focused entirely on Ethan and Typhlosion. Karen's Houndoom could be quite affirmative with only a few gestures. Ethan theorized it was part of the "special" communication that the species shared with each other. He'd heard it enough times that he could actually translates.

"Focus on them. Not us."

Kenji had taken that piece of advice to heart and indeed focused on the trainer and his starter. There wasn't a snowball's chance that the first-stage Pokémon could beat the full-evolved starter, but the latter could certainly help train him.

Ethan had another Pokémon on standby to help him with that, one that he was sure would impress the little Houndour, and perhaps even Karen. He wasn't immature enough to let the gaze of the Elite Four member. It wasn't like he'd never had guests watching him "work" before, especially such well-known guests. At times, it only meant he had to put on a good show.

That wasn't exactly the case this time, as he directed Typhlosion to spar with the young Houndour that had been given to his care by Karen. She knew that she wouldn't let him down, and he was going to prove her right.

Kenji came at Typhlosion with everything he had, especially his newly learned Fire Fang. It was less of an to defeat the fully-evolved starter, and more of an exhibition of what he knew. Evidently, it was plenty of Fire-type moves and few Dark-type moves, or any other type of moves. Just like Karen had explained to him yesterday.

Watching the little pup, Ethan could picture Blaine from Kanto remarking how still young Houndour had some real potential. That was nice, but it wasn't what Ethan, nor Karen, were aiming for.

As fire flashed across the battlefield, Ethan toyed with one of his Poké Ball gray and yellow-colored Ultra Ball. He could almost feel the eagerness of the Pokémon that lay within, he could sense the battle raging just in front of him. "Just wait a little longer, buddy. You're time is…" Looking back at the two battling Fire-types, Ethan's mind hatched an idea. It was a nefarious idea fit for a Dark-type, exactly what this training session was focused on. His lips curled into a grin. "Your time…is now!" The Ultra Ball opened, and in a flash of bluish-white light, a hulking figure emerged.

Said figure dashed toward the battlefield, jaws stretched up and eager to chomp down on Typhlosion. He was ready for it, prepared for it. The fire on his collar flared up, proof of his excitement.

For Kenji, everything happened in a flash, so fast that he couldn't comprehend it. One minute, he was battling the full-evolved Starter, and the next, there was a giant, hulking red brute trying to bite his opponent in half. The move failed, but the small pup saw it, the flashing gleam of the red brute's fangs, easily twice as big as his. They could snap him in half, hell, if this was the wild, the red giant would have easily eaten Kenji in a single bite.

But Typhlosion was different. He grinned at the red giant, flames shooting from his back.

"Rrrraaaahh…" The Johto-borne Pokémon called.

"Krookkoo…Kroook!" The red and black-stripped Pokémon called back, his jaws curled into a eager smile as well.

"Kenji, meet Krookodile." Ethan called out. "He's the strongest Pokémon that I caught in Unova. Like you, he's part Dark-type."

The newly introduced Pokémon turned back to the Houndour with a wide grin. Kenji tensed beneath the fully-evolved crocodile's gaze. A finger was raised ad wagged back and forth, the intention was incredibly obvious. Not that Kenji immediately took to it.

O the sides, Karen and her Houndoom chuckled. The latter in particular seemed greatly amused by the pup's stubbornness.

Unfortunately, it didn't amount to much as Krookodile literally flicked the black-furred hound away using his tail. Coming back up after the roll, Kenji barked in angered protest.

"Rrrrr!" Karen's Houndoom broke from its owner's side and ran to the pup. In a heartbeat, he picked up the pup, then bounded back to Karen's side, dropping the pup to the floor. "Rrrr! Rrrraah! Rrrah!"

"Rrraah! Rrrah?"

Karen reached over and gently stroked the Houndour's head. "Yes, Kenji, this is Dark-types are. Ruthless and fierce, and pretty cool. That doesn't make them weak by any means, they have their own strengths. That strength can match any other Pokémon's, including Fighting-types and Fairy-types. Oh, and Bug-types too." As she spoke the last words, she looked up at Ethan, who'd taken the time to move beside him. Houndoom shot him an aside smirk, having heard him and smelt him coming.

Grinning, Ethan tossed out another Poké Ball. From it came a needle-armed insect came out, Ethan's Beedrill. Without a moment's hesitation, it too joined the battle, tag-teaming Krookodile, not that the desert-dwelling crocodile seemed to mind the numerical disadvantage. He continued to smile and fought on. Little Kenji was captivated by the fight, just as Ethan and Karen knew he would be.

"Even if the odds are against you, keep on fighting. Those same dirty tricks that Dark-types use can just as easily be turned against them." Karen softly encouraged.

"When that happens, you can give up, or you can keep on fighting, which is definitely the cooler option." Ethan echoed.

Houndoom barked in tandem with the two humans, clearly agreeing with their statements. He was also living proof of them, a fact that Kenji realized as he stared into his full-evolved senior's eyes. Eventually, his gaze went back to the battle, where Ethan's Krookodile was still holding its own against his Typhlosion and Beedrill, even as the two coordinated their attacks. The young pup's jaw remained hung up as he watched the Unova Pokémon retaliate with a mixture of moves, some bolstered by others soul as Nasty Plot. Kenji's eyes widened at the dark aura that surrounded the desert crocodile's head. As it did so, its eyes glowed red and a new sinister aura surrounded its body. The aura concentrated around Krookodile's jaws, which flew open seconds later, from them spewed forth a blast of interconnected dark rings. Typhlosion and Beedrill broke ranks, knowing a direct hit would do major damage for either of them. As they did so, Krookodile lunged forward, its claws glowing a mixture of red and black as it took aim at Beedrill. The insectoid Pokémon was launched toward the ceiling by the upper cut. Before it could reach the ceiling, Krookodile jumped up and hit it with a Dark Pulse at near point-blank range. Even as Beedrill was sent careening toward the wall, the attack was maintained, and used to counter the powerful Flamethrower shot from Typhlosion. The two attacks struggled against one another before both erupted into an explosion of fire and dark energy.

"Ethan, you've raised one powerful Krookodile." Karen affectionately purred.

"Heheh, it wasn't easy, but you could say eventually we found out groove." If they got the time to, Ethan wouldn't have minded telling her the entire story. The story of how he spent several long hours tracking through the desert to find one particular Sandile that had caught his attention, and how said Sandile had not made itself easy to find, or train. "Whenever I deal with Dark-types, I always think back to what you told me, about how you loved them and simply learned to work with them. Heh, that could be easier said than done though."

"Oh, so very much, but it's the challenge that makes everything worth it." She happily replied. "Isn't that right, Houndoom?" Her beloved canine companion gave a kind-hearted snort. It was clear that he too had some found memories of his more unruly days. The pair's reminiscing didn't go unnoticed by the young Fire-Dark-type. A conversation was struck up between the two canines, one, that Ethan and Karen were happy to see. The two trainers looked up, their eyes meeting each other. Oddly enough, it felt like the world around them grew dimmer, more distant from them. Their focus was entirely on each other.

"You're still a good trainer…and from what I've seen, you're a great caretaker." The Elite Four member complimented.

Before Ethan could respond, and hopefully give a coherent explanation, a rather loud "ahem" caught his attention. He recognized it all too well.

"Hehehe, H-H-He, Mr. Ogawa." The teenager called, leaning to the side and waving at his boss.

The salt and pepper-haired doctor grinned at him. "A member of the Elite Four drops by and a battle breaks out involving you. Why, oh why am I not surprised?"

While Ethan nervously laughed, Karen stood up and gave a slight bow. "It's for my sake. We're trying to teach this little Houndour how to get in touch when it's inner Dark-type. Heheh, being the people we are, we thought a battle would probably do so good. Sorry if it seems we're making such a ruckus."

"Oh you are, but it's one that I'd say is generating a good amount of buzz. Sometimes it's not all bad when a bit of unexpected excitement makes its way into the workplace." The green-eyed doctor proudly proclaimed. He shot Ethan a quick wink, which caused the black-haired boy to sigh in relief. "Truth be told, seeing this little exhibition has gotten-"

"What dad is trying to say is, he'd like the chance to battle. It's been a while since he's done so." From behind the senior doctor emerged his daughter, a person that Ethan was equally familiar with. It seemed today, Naomi had decided to dye her hair blue, it was a good look for her in Ethan's opinion. "While we've got the strongest member of the Elite Four here extolling the perks of Dark-types, how's about a battle to show just that?"

Karen's eyes lit up, as did Houndoom's. "Oh, what sort of battle are we talking? One with tough odds?"

The younger doctor grinned. "Considering how you've demolished whole teams of Fairies, I'm sure my dad's Ninetails will be able to give you a challenge."

"Considering the story's Ethan has told me about you, Dr. Ogawa, I'm sure that'll be the case." Behind her, Ethan stiffened as his boss' once kindly eyes snapped to him, a half-hearted glare coloring his face. Karen was fully aware of it, and took a small bit of glee in it. If she got Ethan in some hot water, she'd find a way to make it up to him, somehow. Looking back to him, she fluttered her eyes, already knowing what his reaction would be. "So, Ethan, you up for a tag battle for our little friend here?"

Bolting up, he smashed his fist into his palm. "Do you even have to ask?" Soaking in her grin, he looked back out to the field. He wasn't surprised to see the battle had stopped. Though his Pokémon had been into it, they'd all been paying attention to what was happening on the sidelines. Krookodile grinned at him, his tail wagging in his excitement-his way of telling him he was definitely up for more, even against a pair of Fairy-types. Typhlosion yelped in approval while Beedrill raised one of his stingers in agreement.

Kenji looked between his caretaker and his senior in bewilderment. He was young enough to know what Fairy-types were and how effective they were against Dark-types like himself. That weakness had somewhat plagued the pup, subconsciously making it reject its dark side. Ethan and Karen planned on showing him that weakness could be overcame.

Within minutes, the arena had filled up with workers and even a few customers who heard the commotion. The strongest member of the Elite Four and the kid who'd defeated all of them and the regional Champion several years ago? In a straight typing match up? Such a thing wasn't the sort of event that could be passed up so easily.

Ethan's Krookodile and Karen's Houndoom were rearing to go against Dr. Ogawa's Alolan Ninetails and Naomi's Togekiss. The latter team had the typing matchup on their side, but their opponents were the sort to overcome such things; it's what made them the great battlers that they were. For the sake of their small star observer, they would show that skill, in spades.

Just before the battle officially began, Ethan and Karen shared a look between each other, their faces splitting into confident grins.

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7:09 PM…

The roar of the pair's laughter seemed never ending. Even if it did, the good mood enveloping them wouldn't end, it hung over them like a big white unshakable cloud. They were more than happy to let it linger over them; they were keeping it there themselves.

"S-S-Seriously though, I wasn't expecting your Krookodile's Jagged Jaw to be so strong! What, were you planning on surprising me with it or something?" The older woman caclled.

Getting his laughter somewhatunder control, Ethan nodded. "Yeah. I mean, I'd heard that your Houndoom had learned the move too and was pretty good at it, buuut, I wanted to surprise you by showing that my version was bigger and better."

"Hmmmm, that's up for debate. For what it's worth though, your Krookodile's is pretty strong." The blue-haired woman admitted. "If you can carve out the time though, I'd be more than happy to help you practice."

Ethan's laughter continued for a few more seconds, then it began to patter off. A serious look overcame his face, highlighted by the light of the moon from his far right. Karen's face mirrored the seriousness of his expression.

Just as he opened his mouth to speak, Karen beat him to the punch. "Yes, I'd serious, entirely serious, Ethan. I may not be a Gym Leader, but you should know I'm willing to take some time out to train younger and less experienced trainers. Heh, that includes you." He smirked, deciding to let that little comment pass. "Truth be told, I actually love doing it, educating people on Pokémon, especially Dark-types. All that said, I don't consider myself a teacher."

"…You'd make a good one. Your movies have taught some pretty good life lessons, it's been part of your success in the movie industry." He offered. She knew that he'd seen all of her movies. Some people had their favorite actors and actresses (read: Diantha of Kalos) and others had their favorite directors and producers. Ethan considered himself to be in the latter category. "The movie industry's lucky to have you."

Flashing him a sincere smile, she said, "And the breeding and care industry is lucky to have you. In fact, I consider it a bit of a blessing that you chose to stick around in Johto. Red told me you had a lot of fun in Kalos."

The teenager's cheeks burned red as he waved his arms up. "N-N-N-Not that k-k-kind of fun! S-S-S-Seriously! I-I-I d-d-didn't meet anyone special!"

Karen leaned against the table, leering at the young master trainer. "I never asked if you met anyone, Ethan." His whole body froze. A second later and Karen fell back laughing. "Relax! I wouldn't hold it against you if you did! It's your life, your decisions, Ethan. I've always liked that about you, your free-spiritedness…and your kindness. Such combinations aren't as common as they should be."

"Well…the world's full of its dark spots…and it's bright spots." Feeling his heart ticking up a few notches, Ethan took a long sip of his orange juices. It'd been another couple of months before he was of legal drinking age. Even then, he didn't blame on going heavy on the alcohol; he'd seen too many cases of drunken mishaps. A drink every now and then would be fun, but he knew he'd have to tow the line somewhere. Likewise, he knew he had to keep a semi-firm hold of himself when he was drinking, least he say something stupid. Especially if it was in front of someone important, or special like Karen.

"What would you say about me, Ethan?" Karen called, recognizing the deeply thoughtful look on his face. She wasn't a psychic like Will, but she could certainly read a person's face and their body language.

She didn't have to decipher much as his face brightened up like the sun itself. "I think you're one hell of a bright spot. You're probably the most open person in the whole Elite Four! Not to mention you're pretty fun to be around!"

Her serious expression quickly morphed into a jubilant smile. "Thanks for the compliment, Ethan."

"Come on, I'm sure you hear it every now and then. You're not such a gloom and doom person. Hell, I'd say that Bruno can be a little more that." Karen burst into laughter at the statement. There was just a little truth to it as the Fighting-type Master was rather stone-faced and serious, but not to a fault. She would at least say he was a step up from Koga, who could at times be a bit more…dramatic. "Truth be told," Ethan continued. "You're the exact opposite. You're so bright and sunny and…"

"…And?" Karen pressed, leaning forward and fluttering her eyes at him. It was a very clear baiting, one that he couldn't see a way around.

He knew she knew of an earlier statement he'd made, one regarding her looks. Heaving out a defeated sigh, he realized there was no getting around it. The best thing he could do was go out and say it; what was the worst that could happen? "You're bright, sunny, cool, strong, and a total knockout beauty."

Her smug look of satisfaction was rather warranted.

"Ah, if that's the case, then you'd like to spend more time with me, right?" She questioned.

"H-H-Huh? O-Of course I would! I-I mean, i-if you could make time for me. I'd try to do the same to you." As happy as he was feeling, Ethan wasn't about to get too ahead of himself. He had a job, and Karen had a job; their respective jobs required their utmost focus at times.

Lacing her fingers together, the Elite Four member smiled at him. "I can make time, especially for people that I enjoy spending time with. On the subject of that…when A Walk through Midnight has its red carpet showing, would you say yes if I asked you to accompany me?"

His jaw dropped. In the back of his mind, Ethan was glad that he didn't have any food in his mouth, otherwise it'd have dropped and he'd been left looking like an even bigger idiot.

"You'd want…me to walk the red carpet with you?" Ethan whispered, pointing to himself.

"Have you ever walked the red carpet before?" Karen innocently questioned.

He shot her a crooked smile. "If I had, I'm pretty sure that you'd know."

With a laugh, Karen shrugged her shoulders. "Guilty as charged. Just…curious, I guess. Actually, before the red-carpet premiere, I'd actually ask you if you could come down to the movie set to help out."

Ethan laced both hands behind his head in mock thought. Karen smirked at him, and he smirked back, this silent game between them making their blood race in excitement.

"Weelll," he spoke, looking out to the sea to his right. "I would like to spend more time with you, and getting to tip a bigger toe into the movie business doesn't sound too bad." Upon looking back, he saw that she'd already raised her glass. His smile brightening, he followed suit.

It was the second toast in the night that they'd shared. A part of Ethan couldn't help but hope that they'd have more. Likewise, Karen felt the same way.

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Five Months Later…

"Rah!"

There were two Houndooms waiting for him. Only one of them ran at him with a sense of familiarity as it bounded toward him, hitting him in a flying tackle hug.

"Hey, hey, it's great to see you too, Kenji!" Ethan shouted as the now fully evolved dual-type licked his face. It took several seconds and several long licks for the formerly young pup to give him a break. By then, his face was half-covered in saliva. Nothing he couldn't wash off when he got the chance to.

"Hey, I hope he's not the only one you're happy to see." Called the blue-haired woman waving at him.

"Karen," Ethan grinned. "I'm more than happy to see you." With Kenji at his side, he walked over to her, greeting her Houndoom as well before focusing on her. "So, still shifting through the fan mail you got."

"Hah! I'm finished, but Jōji and the others are still getting some, even now, almost a month after the movie's big premiere."

"That's just proof of the movie's success." Ethan happily remarked. "Speaking of Jōji, is this alright? I heard that he formally adopted this little guy here."

"He did, but he wanted to come see you. He's still got a soft spot for you, ya' know." The veteran trainer explained. "He called me up and asked me if I could give him to you for an afternoon or so. Hehe, unfortunately, it's not exactly the afternoon, is it?" They both shared a mutual laugh. High above their heads, the once bright blue sky had turned deep black, a color perfectly associated with the blue-haired and silvery-eyed woman. "Even though it's pretty late, I was wondering if you were up for taking Kenji out for a walk with me." There was a sudden bark from her ow hellhound companion. "Oh, and Houndoom of course. He's up for a nice moonlit walk himself."

Behind his cool smirk, Ethan felt his heartbeat racing. Blood pumped through him as he sucked in air to speak. "A nice evening out with a pair of cool hellhounds and a beautiful woman? Hm, that doesn't seem like a bad way to spend the night after work."

Said hellhounds barked in agreement, and said beautiful woman laughed aloud, her sweet voice echoing in the teenager's ears.

It wouldn't be the last time that he'd hear the melody-like sound.

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10:27 PM…

The night was a blur, yet it also felt so incredible clear. He'd had fun, a lot of fun on his…outing with Karen and the Houndooms. He wanted to call it a date, and called it a date in his mind. Still, he kept from calling it that vocally since he felt like he might just tempt fate.

He and Karen had fun with the Pokémon at the city park, even putting on a little show for park-goers. Neither of them minded doing so, they actually loved it, especially Karen. Ethan joked that by seven o'clock tomorrow morning, the videos would be online; Karen said she hoped the views would at least be in the quadrupole digits. Winking at her, he assured her that they would, even though he had no way of knowing for certain.

Jōji shared the sentiment when they transferred Kenji's Poké Ball back to him at the Pokémon Center. That was after a rather fulfilling dinner at a five-star restaurant; they split the check between the two of them. Ethan made sure that he paid for the ice-cream dessert afterward. As they gazed up at the moonlit sky, it dawned on both of them that their…date night was on the verge of coming to an end.

"Hey, mind if I…walk you home? At least to the front door?" The black-haired teenager offered. Nervousness and excitement swirled within him as he spoke. The offer was supposed to be coming from a place of innocence and kindness, but he felt something different stirring in his heart.

Unknown to him, that same stirring was taking place within Karen. She didn't show it, but she was quite happy with his offer. So happy that she wanted to grab his hand, or give him a kiss on the cheek.

"I'd appreciate that, Ethan. Quite gentlemanly of you." She could wait until they got back to her apartment. Even before then, she could have a little…fun with him.

Throughout most of the walk back, she occasionally moved just a little ahead of him. She consciously swayed her hips, knowing that Ethan couldn't help but be drawn to her, like any other man would have been. Unknown to him, she would grin as she felt his gaze on her. Karen was used to being stared at; she relished the attention. With Ethan though, she certainly felt a great deal more excitement and joy. That excitement built up with every step that she took; by the time they got to her apartment, she was practically bouncing with excitement.

So was Ethan. The excitement continued to mount as he joined her in the elevator, by her request of course.

He let out a breath he felt like he'd been holding in when she opened the door and welcomed him inside. All the lights were off leaving the room in near total darkness. Ethan could make out several objects in the dark though, he had after all navigated deep dark caves teeming with hostile Pokémon.

A set of hands wrapped around his neck and a sudden rush of air tickled his right ear.

"I know this isn't quite conventional…but-"

"You do as you like." His right hand rose, gently falling atop her arm. Ethan could have sworn he could hear her heart beat. It had quickened as she made her move. "You know you'll get some looks for going after a guy almost ten years younger than you."

He didn't move as he felt her sky-blue hair tickle his face. "I know, it's to be expected, but you're the kind of guy that I've taken a real liking to. The fact that you just happen to be younger is…well, whatever. You may be young in body, but you're still pretty mature for your age. That said, you could still use a little growing up." His chuckling filled her heart with glee. "Just a little more."

"I guess that counts for something, huh." He happily noted.

Karen untangled her hands from his neck, a loss that he temporarily mourned. Through the darkness, he saw her, heard her, felt her. A minute later and the living room curtains were opened. The blue-haired woman was illuminated by the moonlight that flooded into the room. Ethan felt like he was seeing her for the first time, just like he did all those years ago when he entered her Elite Four room. Darken crystals that gave the look of some ethereal woman, a dark goddess almost.

Ethan knew there were plenty of beautiful women in the world, but Karen was the only one he'd felt he'd actually call a goddess.

Her smile wasn't flirty, it was warm and kind, yet her eyes burned with lustful want that called out to him. Upon coming face-to-face with him, she raised her left hand. Ethan responded in kind, raising his right and interlocking it with hers. Their individual warmth mixed together as they held together.

"I don't care about your age, what I see when I look at you is a cute and rather kind guy, just the sort that I would love to call my man. The question is…" She gentle guided him toward the couch, sitting down upon it with their hands still interlocked. "Would you be fine with calling a woman like me yours?"

For a woman who specialized in Pokémon who specialized in fighting dirty, Karen could be rather direct. In her own way. Ethan liked that about her, just as he liked her when she tried to be a little dark and mysterious. Like a normal person, she had so many sides to her, and Ethan loved them all.

That love cumulated in one answer. "Hell yeah, I would, and I'd consider myself one lucky guy if you'd like to be my girl."

He was so stunned by the glow of her smile, he hardly noticed her moving to wrap her arms around his neck.

It took Ethan almost fifteen seconds to realize what was happening and respond to it. He was just quick enough to embrace the kiss just as Karen was getting ready to pull away. His right hand rose to caress ad hold her cheek, just as she was using hers to do the same to him. The kiss that had been about to end was renewed, both trainers verbally moaning in delight at the reignition. Tongues pushed out to meet each other, colliding and pressing against each other. They continued to flicker against one another as the trainers' lips parted. The interconnected tongues heralded the second kiss, the pair moving back toward each other and moaning out in bliss.

Karen slowly pressed herself against the younger trainer, her blue eyes shimmering with amorous desire as they had been before. She was the one to separate from the kiss, giving Ethan a few seconds to catch his breath. As he did, he saw the caught the glint in her eyes. He grinned at her. Karen purred in lustful delight before pouncing on him, knocking him down onto the couch with her looming above him. Ethan enjoyed the position as much as her, his grin a match for her own seductive smirk.

Her shadow loomed over him as it had countless times before. Unlike those previous times, he was able to reach out and touch it. Karen laughed as she was brought down atop his lips, control of the kiss handedly going to him. That said, Karen still had a few tricks up her sleeve. As she sat atop of him, she became more aware than ever of the tint in his pants, the male member that was screaming for release. She'd spent practically all evening stroking it in various ways. The Elite Four member was far from finished doing that.

While kissing him, she grinded their bodies together. Ethan felt like he was on the receiving end of a Thunderbolt, one that hit him with such force that it amazed him how he was even moving. His functioning mind (how long would that last?) chalked it up to the surging lust and euphoria within him, feelings that had been building up and was now running absolutely wild through him. Both were equal in their magnitude and growing by the second thanks to the continuous kiss he was sharing with Karen. Gray eyes looked up into sky-blue orbs that were dripping with arousal and euphoria.

Ethan pushed her away just so he could breath and admire those eyes, they were utterly mesmerizing, yet he also knew they could dangerous in a heartbeat. That was part of their allure.

The seconds' long break was apparently more than Karen was willing to stomach, as she gripped the front of his shirt to bring him forward. Ethan recovered his wits at the last second and leaned into the kiss, opening his mouth to her invading tongue. She seemed almost desperate for the feel of his lips; he happily obliged her. His hands moved to around her waist, holding her against him as he sat upright. Karen shook her hips against his again, and they both moaned at the small firecracker of sensual delight that went off between them. It further enflamed their kiss, ow a wet and passionate affair. Ethan held the older woman against him as he shook his hips in tandem with hers. He didn't care what happened beneath his pants, all that mattered was enjoying the moment with this beautiful woman in his arms.

Had he been able to read her mind, he would have found Karen was having similar thoughts. As she was getting her teenage lover off, she was getting off herself. She felt the growing moisture between her legs-the wet stain dead-center of her underwear. Her constant gyrating against the breeder and doctor's hips had given birth to that stain and was making it grow bigger and bigger. While kissing him, she glanced into his slate gray eyes, eyes that she felt a desire to keep on her whenever it was just the two of them. Just like Ethan, she continued to stare into them when they broke for air. Karen's lips were swollen and red from the make out, the most intense that she'd had in months, if not a year. She took it as further proof that she was definitely doing the right thing in making a lasting move on this young trainer.

That, and she could feel his cock poking at her loins. She could tell it was impressive, even though it was still covered by his pants and his boxers. A chill of excitement raced through her at the thought of unzipping his pants and seeing it for herself. Karen wanted to, Arceus dammit, she could practically feel her hands moving down toward his waist!

"Not so fast, Karen." His voice cut through her fast-moving thoughts, making her blink in quiet shock. Panting, she looked straight up at him, into his grinning face. A second later and their bodies moved; he sat atop of her while she was the one resting against the couch. "Don't think I'm going to make it that easy for you.

She was glad that he wasn't. Smiling, she licked her lips, beckoning him to come and get her. He did, his lips falling upon hers with the swiftness of lightning. His tongue shot into her mouth and thunder exploded within her oral hole. Karen's legs rose and wrapped around Ethan's waist, squeezing them and pressing them against her body. The thunder reverberated throughout her body making her every corner of it feel like it was shaking with ecstasy. Of course, the epicenter was her mouth; Ethan had reclaimed his earlier dominance and was exploring her mouth with his tongue. Karen let him do so with glee, moving her own tongue in parrel to his tongue. They would occasionally meet and pleasurable grind against each other.

Their hips and their tongues, the two were constant fires, exploding and filling them with erotic fire that kept on raging within them. It was only natural that their actions kept the fires going, kept the twin bursts exploding feeding them never-ending euphoria. Both master-level trainers felt their hearts quickening, building up to the point where they would implode and they'd collapse into each other.

Given her rather revealing tank top, Ethan's hands had plenty of room to explore, all areas that he'd been longing to touch and feel for the last three months. His fingers glided across her silken-smooth and soft skin. Whenever Karen broke from him, she let soft moans that reminded him of the nightly breezes he would sometimes listen to. Oh, how fitting it was. Ethan continued to rub her exposed lower side, fully enjoying just how leisurely she went about exposing herself. He would have asked her if it was for moments like this, but he was too caught up in the erotic rapture of their love making; and to think, neither of them had even lost a shred of their clothes yet.

If he wanted to, he could easily pull her tank top up and expose her bra-covered breasts. He could have gone up…or he could have gone down. As they kissed and grinded against one another, Ethan thought of what lay beneath her pants. The seventeen-year-old was boldly willing to guess that her panties had a nice-sized stain on them, one that was growing by the second. While kissing her, he leisurely thought of what her wet panties would look like. What color were they? Black as befitting a Dark-type specialist? Purple? Light blue as her hair? Yellow? White? The more Ethan thought about it, the more aroused he became, and eager to see for himself. Staring into Karen's eyes when they broke again, he knew that he had carte blanche to do what he liked to her, and she had the same privilege to do the same to him. That openness excited him.

It was her that ended up going beneath the clothing first. Her delicate hands dipped behind his neck, her fingers gently massaging the top of his spine. Ethan's breath caught in his throat as he recognized the familiar touch. Karen's dark smile returned, then it was pressed against his lips again. Her legs rubbed against his hips at a faster past then before. Even as they kissed, he felt her fingers moving up the back of his neck into his hair. Up and down they moved, gently massaging him, it felt-she was practically melting his brain with her soft touch. Compounding it was the continued grinding of their hips.

Shit, holy shit! I can feel it! I'm definitely going to…shit…shit! Their shoes and his socks, that's all that had been removed, and that was going on almost an hour ago. Both of them still had most of their clothing on, yet Ethan could feel himself on the verge of cumming in his pants. He was okay with that, or at least one part of him was. The other part screamed at him, reminding him that he didn't come here with an extra set of clothes. His lust-addled mid responded, What the hell does that matter?

The build-up of tension between his legs was becoming too much. Karen's priding was doing the job in getting him close to his first climax. With a mental shrug of his shoulders, he decided what the hell.

Karen seemingly read his thoughts and acted. Ethan's eyes widened as she slipped from beneath him, moving in front of the couch and grabbing at his pants. Her fingers moved like lightning, unzipping his pants and pushing them along with his boxers down. She took a few seconds to admire his impressive near eight-foot length that popped out at her, then her lips were on that length.

"K-K-Karen!" Throwing his head back, Ethan didn't even try to fight it, he just let the orgasm unfold. His juices shot forth out of his tip into the Dark-type specialist's mouth. She didn't even have to lick him, though she did some of that while his cock gushed out masculine juices. Amidst his screaming her name, he heard her affectionately moaning in gratitude. Just as her mouth was flooded with cum, Ethan was flooded with pure euphoria. Poking his head out atop that flood, he looked down at the sky-blue curtain between his legs. This isn't a dream…but I'm going to make it so good for her that it feels like one. Ethan rocked his hips forward, pushing his erupting cock deeper into the movie producer's mouth. She again moaned in ecstasy; that one thrust became many as Ethan pumped her mouth while he still came. His upper body and his head fell against the couch and remained there.

The two floated in a blissful bubble in the living room, the lewd slurping rising above the sound of the TV. It had long since been forgotten by both trainers. Odds were good that it was going to remain forgotten for the rest of the night.

Slowly, Ethan's hands drifted downward, his fingers passing into baby blue sea of Karen's hair. Now, it felt better than ever before. His lips were frozen apart in a constant delightfully moan as he rode out the rest of his orgasm. The sound of her continued swallowing of his cum was a sweet sympathy to his ears that he couldn't get enough of. It sounded better than any tune he could play. Ethan almost felt like he could completely drift away to it all.

His heavy panting eventually ended, a sign that his orgasm had reached its end. Still, he felt a presence between his legs, a set of warm and wet lips around his cock along with a tongue leisurely running up his length. Looking down, he saw Karen, still-between his legs and giving him the blowjob of his dreams. His gasp caught her attention; she looked up and smiled at him, his cock still embedded between her lips. Ethan groaned as he felt her lips fervently working on his cock, and then they were gone. Popping his eyes open, he watched Karen remove herself from his cock, a thin trail of saliva briefly connecting them before the distance grew too much.

Ethan couldn't but stare in awe at the Dark-type master; she basked in his awe, eating it up as she rose to her full height, her right hand on her hip in her typical sassy demeanor. Simply looking at her got Ethan's cock hard and ready, which Karen could see for herself. Her trademark smile made his penis twitch right in front of her.

"Y-You're…you're fucking amazing, Karen." Ethan spurted out.

"Hah, of course I am! I'm the strongest of the Elite Four…not to mention the most beautiful woman in Johto, aren't I?" She fluttered her eyes at him during that last part. Again, his cock twitched. Ethan visibly tensed, a sign that he was trying hard not to cum right there, just from her showing off in front of him. Her own arousal was burning hot within her, she was just doing her best to hide it.

"Y-Y-Yes, y-you are. You're the most gorgeous woman in all of Johto…and one hell of a great cock sucker." A tiny voice screamed at him, demanding to know why had he spoken that last part. Talk about crude! Another voice, the same one that essentially said, "fuck it" reminded him of who it was he was talking to. Not to mention, his words were true. Ethan didn't have an idea of how much cum he'd expelled other than a lot; regardless of the amount, very little of it remained on his cock or could be found on Karen's face. Given out dazed he was, he hadn't been able to see the results of his orgasm, only feel it. By the time he looked down, Karen had apparently swallowed all of his cum and cleaned it off of her face. Not a lick of his essence could be found in her hair. He was impressed.

"And you've got a damn good cock." She responded in kind, her eyes glistening with lustful intent. Her gaze alternated between his cock and his face, eventually settling on the latter. The teenager was silent as he watched her mover her right hand to her pants button and zipper; she was toying with it. "It tasted so good that I think I'll skip the foreplay and take it in me." Licking her lips, she leaned forward, her hair fall in front of his face. Ethan could smell his cum on her breath, mixed with her perfume. "Do you want that? Do you still want to-mm!" She was delighted that he spoke with actions instead of letting her finish.

The kiss's intensity shot up into the clouds in seconds. Karen threw herself onto Ethan, feeling his cock pushing up against her loins. She was too wrapped up in the kiss to care about the fact that she'd yet to even unzip her pants, not even when they separated for air. Luckily for her, Ethan had that covered. She saw a flash of inspiration in his eyes and it excited her. The next thing she knew, she was being lifted up into his arms. Her legs immediately wrapped around his waist; she relished the feeling of his cock pushing up against her waist. Even with her pants on, she could feel the erotic heat of his member-it was call out to her pussy. The wait to expose her vagina to open air and his cock was almost too much to bear.

Karen focused entirely on Ethan's face, sprinkling it with kiss after kiss as he moved them toward her bedroom. She knew it was to be her bedroom because where else was there? Personally, Karen would have been just fine doing it on the couch, but Ethan apparently didn't want to.

Upon reaching the bedroom and sitting her down, Karen realized why. He wanted this to be special; in spite of everything about their personalities and outward demeanor, he wanted this to be a special night for the both of them. She got all that from looking into his eyes; they seemed to have taken on a silvery gleam just like hers. Karen reached up and stroked his cheek. He smiled at her and she smiled back, feeling sweet warmth flow between the two of them. It was a moment of genuine love in what had been a raging storm of lust. There was more to the two of them than just that, more to what they were deciding to begin that night.

Their lips met in a soft kiss. The tenderness in it remained until they broke apart, still smiling at one another.

"Go for it, Ethan." The Elite Four member whispered, giving him a nod.

His smile deepening, he pulled away from her and reached down with his hands, finding the seal that she'd toyed with before his eyes. With ease, he undid it, but he didn't go all the way. Ethan instead moved his arms to his side, removing his t-shirt, he gave the older woman an up-close view of his upper body. Karen's eyes widened as she was genuinely surprised by what she saw. She knew that Ethan was by no means skinny or overly buff, but…she was not expecting him to have some real muscle on him. In retrospect, she actually should have expected it. He trained side by side with his Pokémon, not to mention he wasn't afraid to get physical when it came to breeding them.

Ethan Hibiki was also no stranger to pain, as exemplified by the handful of faded scars across his body. Karen went completely silent as she examined some of them, especially one on his right shoulder which reminded her of a bullet wound. Looking at it reminded her that this was the same kid who'd battled a resurgent Team Rocket, who weren't afraid to commit cold-blooded murder, even if it was the murder of a child. It hadn't been easy, but he'd succeeded in finishing what the legendary trainer before him had.

While she thought of all that, she was subtly pulling his face down toward her. Karen didn't realize it until their lips met. Once she did realize that, Karen opened her mouth and allowed his tongue to once more intrude upon hers. It did, but slowly and more tenderly than it had before. She quickly realized what kind of kiss this was and readily recuperated it. Her hands moved across his now exposed back, her nails softly digging into his skin as she traced lines across his back. Ethan groaned against her, his still exposed cock twitching against her. Its constant touch fed the still cackling fire of lust within her.

While the Dark-type master was engrossed in the kiss, Ethan was finishing his job with her pants. They were slowly being pulled down, the yellow ornaments around her belt making a soft jingle as he moved them down. Karen didn't notice, a fact he was quietly happy about; when she did take notice, it was time for her to lift her legs up so he could finish removing them. Smiling, she did exactly that leaving her soaking wet jet-black panties on display for Ethan to see. He whistled in awe of what he saw, and smelled. The scent of her arousal was about as undeniable as the darker than average patch in the middle of her panties; he'd been right.

Now it was his turn to loom over her again. Karen was visibly shaking as he sat atop her on the edge of her bed. She had to admit, this was actually far more comfortable than the couch, they had way more room to move about. Plus, she knew she was going to have something to grab onto when the inevitable penetration came. She waited for it, she was hungry for it, and Ethan could see it in her eyes. The older woman's naked legs slid up Ethan's sides. He was naked from the waist up and her almost from the waist down.

Rather than simply tear her underwear off, Ethan continued to take the slow and steady approach-dipping his fingers beneath her panties and feeling her pussy. Karen shut her eyes and groaned. There was a world of difference between touching yourself and having someone else touch you. The latter was oh so better, infinitely better she would say.

"Ethaaaannn…" Moaned the long-haired woman as she felt his fingers breach her lower lips. His thrusts were slow and steady, a testing pace more than anything. "Come on…are you…really going to tease me like this?" she moaned.

"Hey, you're the one who started this little game." He coolly fired back. "Come on, I thought you were the woman who loved her foreplay." Hearing his heart pumping in his ears, he leaned down and whispered those words right into her face. Ethan saw the flesh in her eyes and pulled away just as she attempted to ensnare him in a kiss.

Karen gave a cute hiss in response to his evasion. "I do! It's just…sometimes…well, sometimes a girl doesn't mind skipping all of that and getting right to the main course."

"Like what we're doing now?" He questioned, all while still fingering her at a leisure pace. She moaned and panted, yet for the most part, managed to keep her composure. Ethan was impressed, so he kicked up the speed a little. "Do you feel that way about me, Karen, or are you just that horny?"

She hissed, a near feral sound that spoke volumes about what he was doing to her. Grabbing at his neck, she brought him close, but stopped short of kissing him. Instead, they merely gazed into each other's eyes. A kiss definitely wasn't too far off, but something had to be said first. "You're making me this fucking horny, Ethan. You're the first guy in ages to make me feel this way!" Though she was speaking in a near hushed whisper, her shout was still pretty booming. "I want you to want me and no one else. I want you to always keep your eyes on me…and I want your cock in me. Now." It wasn't that she didn't love his fingers, she did, but she needed his meat inside of her.

Likewise, Ethan felt that same desire within him. If his penis had a voice, then it would have been screaming for him to sheath it in the beautiful woman in front of him-the woman who just told him he wanted it.

Pulling her panties down just a little, he gripped his cock and angled it so it was lined up with her entrance. Without a second's hesitation, Ethan thrusted it forward, ramming his member straight into Karen's pussy.

"Oooohhhh! That's it! This is what I've been wanting! And…you've been wanting this too, haven't you, Ethan!" The blue-haired woman screamed.

He was already thrusting into her seconds after he'd entered her. "Hell yeah, I have! It's better than anything I could have imagined, Karen!" Both his hands went to her hips to hold her steady as he threw caution to the wind. Ethan's hips felt like they were moving automatously, guided only by the pent-up feelings that he held for the older woman beneath him. "Shiiiit! Ah shit, Karen, b-b-baby, you're so tight! I-It feels amazing!"

"Of course I feel amazing." She growled while moving her right hand to his cheek. "You haven't forgotten who I am, have you, Ethan?" Before he could give any semblance of a response, she smashed their lips together. Their last kiss had been soft and tender, this one was messy and passionate. They aggressively ate each other's mouths, their tongues pushing one another back and forth as their bodies shook in sexual erotic ecstasy. Their hands clawed and gripped each other's backs, his her lower side and hers his upper backside. Ethan groaned into her mouth as he felt her nails once more digging into his flesh. He couldn't help but find it highly erotic, just as she loved him moving his hands across her upper waist.

They separated for air, though not for long. The minute in which they were separated, their bodies moved in a sexy rhythm, his hips continuously thrusting down into her, driving his member deeper into her. Karen panted and occasionally screamed feeling the young breeder's rod remaking her vaginal canal. He had free reign to as after tonight, she had an all but certain feeling that it was going to belong to him. Likewise, his cock was going to be hers. She loved the feeling of it drilling its way through her pussy. Every second was pure ecstasy that left Karen feel like she was tittering on the brink of orgasmic release.

Based on the faces he was making, Karen deduced that Ethan was in the same boat. Amidst the storm of lust and arousal within her, she remembered that he'd never actually had sex with anyone. She was taking his virginity. That realization awakened something in Karen.

She flipped the two of them over so that Ethan was the one lying against the bed and she was on top. It didn't stop either of them; once they came to grips with their new positions, they resumed their fucking. Ethan rather liked the new position as it gave him the chance to marvel at the splendor that was Karin's body, her boobs bouncing about directly above him. Sure, they were still covered by her clothes, but he could feel her vaginal walls tightening around his cock with every thrust. Every thrust also brought her, and him, closer to orgasming. His hips remained on her waist, holding her as she bounced up and down, and he thrusted his hips upward.

"Karen…Karen!"

Both of her hands were placed flat against his chest. She could feel his heartbeat through her palms-fast and frantic, just like hers. It was beating for her, just as hers was beating for him. Fingers curled as she felt her pussy tightening around his cock even more. "That's it! You're hitting…just the right spot, Ethan! Yes, yes! Oh yesssss!" Throwing her head back, she did her best to squeeze his member as best she could. "Ethan!"

She raised her hips one final time, and then Ethan brought her down atop his member.

"Karen!"

That final squeeze was all it took, though in it, her walls burst into an all-consuming flood of feminine juices that assailed his cock. Nanoseconds later, it shot forth his accumulating cum, shooting thick ropes of love nectar straight up into her core. Karen rolled her head back and screamed in pure ecstasy, taking in his cum while splashing him with her own. Their juices mixed together and poured out of her pussy, running down the length of his member. In the process, her panties were and his pants were stained with their combined love nectar.

Neither of the master-level trainers cared.

As her scream ended, Karen leaned back down, her light blue hair was again falling into Ethan's face. Amidst the silvery-blue curtain, their lips met. Still holding onto her, he thrusted his hips upward, furthering their joint orgasm for as long as he could. Enthused by his actions, Karen shook her hips against his; she could still feel her pussy expunging love nectar thanks to the thrusting of his cock. It made the resulting kiss all the sweeter, and louder as she let out an audible moan of bliss.

That moan was how the pair rode out the rest of the orgasm. Cum dripped down the side of Ethan's lips as their movements came to a gradual stop. The kiss was broken and the pair's erotic panting took precedence, their hot breaths rolling across one another's necks. Together they laid atop the bed in a jumbled-up mess of bodies, clothing, and sweat. For such an odd combination, their embrace was tender, Ethan gently holding the older woman, who deeply enjoyed being in his embrace just as much as she enjoyed the continued presence of his cock within her. He'd filled her to the brim with his love nectar, and she'd doused him with his.

Raising her head, she looked down at the teenager with a lazy smile. "So, how's it feel to have your virginity taken by the sexiest woman in the entire Johto Region?"

Grinning, he tightened his hold on her hips and thrusted upward, causing the blue-haired woman to give a brief moan. Ethan rose, stealing a kiss from her lips. "It feels fucking amazing. I honestly don't think I could have chosen a better woman to give it to." His expression turned serene as he spoke his next words. "I just…hope I was a good enough guy for you."

"Oh, Ethan." Karen murmured, caressing his face with her right hand. "What we just did, I'll do with you every night from here on out." His cheeks turned such a shade of red they could have put the brightest of flames to shame. Giggling, she planted a tender smooch on his lips. "As awesome as that would be, I don't think it's realistically possible. But we can try, can't we, Ethan?"

"Yeah, we can." He responded with his trademark, audacious grin. "Tonight isn't over just yet."

"No, it isn't." Karen concurred, still caressing his cheek with her fingers. Their lips inevitably met again, as did their tongues. Swaying against one another, their saliva passing between each other's mouths. Their hands once again found each other's backsides, leisurely exploring them to their heart's content. It was an enjoyable way to build themselves back up in preparation for their next round.

A round that both of them were deeply looking forward to. Ethan had an idea how to set it up, and after several minutes of pure smooching, enacted it.

He gripped the bottom of Karen's tank top and began to pull on it. She broke the kiss ad spread her arms out, allowing him to remove it thus exposing her jet-black bra. Ethan grinned at the sight of her perky mounds hidden behind the black fabric. The closest he'd ever gotten to seeing them were in magazines and on TV and computer screens. None of them could do justice to the real thing, an image that he would always carry with him in his mind. Once he tossed her tank top aside, he reached up and groped her breasts, causing the movie producer to moan in delight. Her silvery-blue eyes closed, then opened to flutter at him. Grinning, Ethan increased his fondling.

"Come on," she whispered. "I know that you want more than this."

Her words were accurate. As enjoyable as this was, what he really wanted was to feel her preclean flesh. Flashing her a gin, he moved his hands down to her hips, then flipped them over. Karen laughed as her waist-length hair fanned out behind her head. Ethan propped himself up above her on his hands and knees, once more enjoying the view. Karen wiggled her eyebrows at him, then reached up to take hold of both sides of his head. She knew what he was planning, but first, she wanted another kiss. Ethan was happy to give it to her. The Elite Four member brought her lips down atop of his; they both enjoyed the reconnecting of their lips.

They enjoyed it so much that the kiss went on longer than it was probably intended to. Ethan didn't have a problem with that; he knew he was never going to get tired of making out with Karen, and he was confident the feeling was mutual. Karen herself reinforced that notion with how eagerly she threw herself into the kiss, how she made sure that it seemingly continued. It almost felt like she wanted to spend the rest of the night in a lip lock with him. As fun as that would have been, Ethan knew the rest of her goddess-like body deserved to be tended to.

He broke from her lips, albeit reluctantly, and moved to sprinkle her cheek, then her neck with kisses. Her continuous pants made his cock twitch, his cock that was still exposed. Throughout the entire make out session, he'd yet to tuck it back into his pants. Ethan honestly didn't care; it was actually a bit of a plus since it would occasional bump against Karen. She would jump each time it did, her mind no doubt pulsating with the feel of it inside of her, rearranging her insides to accept none but him. He'd ram it into her, but after he'd cleaned her pussy, and caused another "dark flood".

While he kissed and bit the nap of her neck, his hands delicately worked on her bra. It was designer brand, just like her undies. Unlike the latter, he was trying to be a little more delicate with them. He hadn't completely forked over all of his manners. On top of that, he felt a peculiar thrill racing through him as he undressed her. Karen was an extremely beautiful woman, the most beautiful woman in not only Johto, but the world to him-one could argue it was only natural that he was feeling this way. Her upper body was now completely bare, just like him. He tossed her bra to the floor, never breaking from his staring of her breasts.

They weren't overwhelmingly big, but they were by no means small. Perfectly-sized D-cup breasts that he'd secretly longed to see. He could only reach out to grope them, as if draw to them like a magnet.

"Aaaaahhh…so, how do they feel, Ethan?" She wasn't Will, but she was good at reading people, especially when it came to the bedroom. It was a sensual gift that she had and took pride in. He looked at her, breathless and unable to form words. Giggling, she winked at him. "I'll take that as a yes. They're yours, but only so long as you treat them and the woman they belong to right."

His eyes widened. The next thing she knew, his lips were on hers. The kiss was short but passionate, leaving her wanting more; she was assured that more was to come, so much more.

"I swear it, Karen." There was no joking or amusement in his voice or eyes. This was a promise coming from the truest part of Ethan Hibiki; it was a promise coming from the young man that Karen had fallen for and decided to give her heart to. Seeing that side of him again yet again affirmed her decision. "I'll always give you my best, always."

"You'll be getting mine, Ethan." Karen responded in an equally heartfelt voice.

"I'm happy to hear that." He replied, his determined brow melting into a warm smile. "Now, get ready to spread you legs out for me in a little bit, baby."

Giggling, she shut her eyes and patiently waited for him to work his way down her chest to between her legs, where her last vestige of clothing remained. Her undies had been utterly soaked thanks to their first orgasm; Karen had long adapted to the wetness that clung to her skin. It was actually a rather joyous feeling for her. The occasional touch of Ethan's cock made her pussy tingle with excitement. Karen could feel a part of her screaming for her to demand Ethan re-enter her and fuck her until she couldn't move.

"Ethan," she whined, feeling that desire overwhelm her. "Ethan, put-!" Her breath caught in her throat as she felt his fingers pinching her nipples. Karen felt pure electricity race across her body. "O-Ooohh, ohhhhhh…" Still sprinkling her neck with kisses, he gently twisted the mountain tips. Shutting her eyes and pushing her head against the mattress, Karen moaned, feeling more little jolts of ecstasy leap through her. "M-More…p-play with me some more, Ethan."

"Oh, I intend to." The seventeen-year-old laughed. He moved his lips from her neck back to her lips. Karen was left extremely wanting in the kiss that followed. Ethan moved his lips straight down before breaking to his left. His left hand moved away and his mouth fell atop her right nipple. Karen stretched open her mouth in a long moan of ecstasy that had Ethan's member twitching in a similar feeling. His tongue swooped across the pink peak, his teeth softly biting into her skin as he did so. Now more than ever, he was glad that he made sure to practice good hygiene.

Karen wreathed and moaned atop her bed, her legs occasionally kicking up as her right-side breast was pleasured in a way that she simply couldn't describe. Open and shut her eyes fluttered, the thousands of bolts of raw ecstasy spreading out from there to the rest of her body, electrifying it and keeping it that way. Panting, she clawed and gripped at the bedsheets. Ethan's name was the only coherent thing that she could say, and even that felt like it was being challenged as he worked his tongue and mouth on her. Had he always been so good at this? Did he have experience? Was it possible that he was a natural?

She didn't have the time or much drive to think about the answers to those questions. In the grand scheme of things, they were ultimately meaningless. What mattered was that her boyfriend knew how to make love to a girl, and that was all that Karen needed to know. It's what made her so immensely happy she couldn't help but encourage him. Her hands had risen from the bed to grip his head, as if she wanted to push him deeper into her bosom. Just as they moved, Ethan changed his focus.

While he'd been sucking her left nipple, his fingers had been twisting and stroking her right. His mouth fell upon the freshly serviced nipple while his hand continued its work on her left. Karen shut her eyes and screamed, her gentle voice reverberating through the room. His name flew from her lips, followed by an encouragement for more; she needed it.

Arceus, they're so soft and warm. So far, Karen's body had proved more beautiful and enchanting than he could have ever imagined. He felt incredible pride and unbelievable happiness that it, that she, belonged to him. Ethan gentle bit into her breast, leaving teeth-marks on her left breast as he had her right. It was the latest addition in the various "markings" he'd left on her, proof that she was now his. Another mark lay between her legs, the dried residue of his cum and hers. As he kissed and groped her breasts, he wondered of how good it'd feel to reinsert his cock into her. Ethan was pretty sure it was getting wet with how he was pleasuring her breasts; he could actually see it on Karen's face and feel it in her nonstop twitching legs.

"Aaaaaahhhh…Ethan…aaaaahhh! More! Give me more!" The wavy-haired woman yelled, clenching at his head with both her hands. "That's it…oooohhhh yessss! Yes! That's right, play with them! Toy with them as much as you like!" Her whole body was shaking, rocking to the beat of his fingers and tongue. She constantly twisted and squirmed beneath him, lavishing in the love he was giving her. "Ethaaaaaan!"

The next several minutes were spent alternating between her breasts. Where his mouth was absent, his hands were there, working their magic. Karen could feel tears of joy accumulating in her eyes. Her breaths grew faster and faster, her lungs unable to keep up with the intake and outrush of air. Her fast-paced breathing continued, even as he pulled his mouth away from her breast and used both his hands to pleasure her.

His face moved up to her. Karen readied herself for a kiss, but saw the devious twinkle in Ethan's eyes. She laughed as he pecked her on the cheek. He certainly knew how to charm her.

Ethan slowly removed his hands from her now bitten and saliva-soaked breasts, dragging them down toward her hips. He took a brief pause to smell the sheer arousal rolling off of her pussy, arousal that he had caused. With great ease, he pulled her undies off completely, exposing her soaked-wet cunt. A small patch of light blue hair sat above her soaked entrance. The moisture wasn't old, it was fresh.

"So wet," he whispered moving closer to her vagina. Ethan stretched his tongue out, licking up the first scoop of Karen's cum. A shrill cry flew from Karen's lips, her entire body shaking as if she'd just been struck by lightning. In a sense she had, Ethan's tongue moved like lightning and the gentle force carried the might of thunder. "And so delicious." He finished, rising up to watch her wreath from the first lick he gave her.

Of course, many more followed.

Karen continued to wreath, the surge of electricity in her enough to power Goldrod City for a straight month. With that kind of power coursing through her, stillness was impossible. She shook her legs, raising and lowering them at maniac will. Eventually, she was able to settle on locking them around Ethan's head, cementing its place between her legs. His tongue went deeper into her mouth, licking up the residue from their first orgasm, now feeling like a lifetime ago. Ethan's hands held onto the side of her legs as her body shook.

"Aaaaaahhhh! Aaaaahhhh! Right there, Ethan! Aaahh, yessss! That's it! Oooooohhhh! Just like that, y-you're right at my core, baby! Keep going!"

"Mmmmmmhhh!"

Ethan didn't have a word to describe Karen's juices. He was tasting mostly hers since her earlier arousal had begun to pour out of her pussy before he'd even taken off her underwear. The wet piece of cloth sat by the bed as its former wearer was eaten out by the "Golden Boy" of Johto. For both of them, it was pure bliss, never-ending ecstasy that seemingly grew by the second. Karen's walls were tightening around Ethan's tongue, which never stopped moving in its mission to cover every inch of her pussy. Her velvet walls sang with bliss at the intrusion and filling up. While it wasn't quite as magnificent as his cock, it was still a wondrous feeling that Karen relished. Ethan's muffled voice continued to echo, rising above the Elite Four member's interlocked thighs.

"Ethan…Ethan…aaaaaahhhh!" She shouted, arching her back and tightening her hold on his head. The teenager's hands had begun to move up and down her thighs. "Ooohhhh!" This felt even better. Her breasts bounced as her body shook from the renewed push. Joyful tears freely slid down the elite trainer's cheeks as euphoria swelled up within her. "I'm…going to…cum." She whispered, unaware of if Ethan could hear her or not. Given his tongue was buried so deeply in her, it probably didn't matter; he could feel it. Her walls were tightening around his tongue indicating that his tongue work was about to unleash another orgasm within her. That was incentive for him to push deeper into her, run his tongue over her inner wall then stab at her clitoris. "Tongue…amazing…" Karen whispered in her delirium.

The teenage breeder and trainer could definitely feel her vaginal walls tightening on his tongue. It made it a little difficult to keep moving his tongue, but Ethan didn't let that stop him, he simply kept on going as he always did. Karen's pants and screams grew louder as her body tingled all over with excitement. Ethan could feel it, he could smell it. In spite of that, he was still a little surprised when the end finally came.

"ETHAN!"

Her pussy exploded in love nectar, gushing out like a dam blown open and splashing against his face. His mouth was open and ready to accept as much of her cum as he could. The teen was happily overwhelmed by her juices, feeling them splash across every corner of his face. His hair was soaked at the front along with the rest of his body, but Ethan accepted it. He accepted Karen's continued hold for a few more seconds before she let go, it was then he pulled his head back.

Karen could just barely feel the removal of his mouth from her pussy. She lay on her backside, panting and sweat-faced. "That…was…amazing. Fucking…amazing." The Dark-type master whispered with a smile. Rising in front of her, Ethan licked the cum surrounding his lips up and mirrored her smile. "We're doing this again, Ethan. We're going to be doing this again and again." His grin broadened, then he began to lick up the rest of the juices that had splattered across his face. She was content to lie back and let him do that, enjoying the sound of it.

Minutes passed during which Ethan cleaned his face off while Karen listened, and occasionally watched. She watched and waited for him to nearly finish before rising up. Ethan looked straight at her and waited for her to act. Reaching forward, she laced her fingers through the back of his head to pull him into a kiss. It quickly became one sizzling with ecstasy. Their tongues carried on their previous push and pull.

They broke apart with a pop that left them both breathless. Gray eyes and blue eyes stared into each other.

"On your back." Karen whispered.

Nodding like a lovestruck idiot (which he was), he moved further up and laid flat against the bed. He had to admit, it honestly felt pretty good. Before, he hadn't been able to take the time to enjoy it, but now he could. Ethan enjoyed the softness of the bed as Karen removed his pants and boxers. He lay fully naked, same as her. His cock sprang up, aimed at the ceiling with full hardness.

"A-Ahhh." Ethan gasped feeling her fingers wrap around his member. Her touch wasn't exactly cold, but it did catch him off-guard. There was really no substitute for a real woman's touch; that would be extremely true after tonight.

"I wonder, how many times have you masturbated thinking of me doing this…or this." First, she stroked his member for several seconds, then she planted her lips against his length. Ethan gasped again, his back arching off the bed. Karen kept her lips on his cock as it did, enjoying the sliding feel. Pulling away, she returned to pumping his member. "Heh, I'm going to guess…hm, maybe once you hit puberty?"

"H-H-Hey." He groaned, to which she merely giggled. His cheeks burned as hot again. "S-S-Since…since…since I was fifteen."

"That's not too weird, ya' know." She winked.

"To be honest, I was always drawn to you. Sure, I would sometimes think about other girls, but…you were also so different. So much more…amazing."

Karen's grin magnified. "Then I really did choose the right guy to be my man. And I'm going to show you that I'm definitely the girl you want to be in it with for the long haul." Not wasting another second, she enveloped the tip of his cock in her mouth, causing Ethan to howl in pleasure again. It was extended indefinitely as the Elite Four member licked and sucked his member like it was a lollipop. Ethan's head shook from side to side as the raw ecstasy he'd visited upon her came to him.

"Aaaaahhhh! Aaaaaahhhh!" This…is SOOOO much better than I thought it would be! The black-haired youth thought to himself as he was bathed in the light of ecstasy. His mind was just barely working, coherent thoughts forming only in response to the source of that ecstasy.

Keeping his head up became a struggle, the waves of euphoria hitting him made him want to just lie back and scream until his throat grew sore. He couldn't even thrust his hips upward like he originally wanted to. Slowly, he came around to the idea of just lying back and-

"I hope you're ready for this." Came the producer's seductive voice.

Feeling a rush of curiosity and excitement, Ethan watched; his eyes grew wide as Karen grabbed her breasts and moved them to either side of his cock. Their eyes met for a brief second and he instantly knew what she was planning. He smiled as she brought both of her mounds against his cock, sandwiching it between them.

"OOOOHHH! KAREEEEEEN!"

"I had a feeling you'd like this." She whispered before shooting her tongue out to lick the tip of his cock which poked out from between her mounds. Once she started, she wet at it with all of her being. Her oral pleasuring didn't distract from her titty fuck, she had more than enough experience with this.

If Ethan thought he knew pleasure before, then Karen's titfuck shattered everything that he thought he knew. His eyes widened to the point where it felt like they were going to fly out of his skull, straight into the ceiling. Her mouth and breasts were pumping him with surge after surge of pure euphoria that left his mind swirling and sent his heartbeat into overdrive. Ethan couldn't remember the last time that his heart thundered like this. No battle had ever gotten this excited.

The older woman used her lips and her breasts to work the teenage breeder into a sexual frenzy. Ethan's voice rose, his shouting bouncing around the room just as hers had. Like her, Ethan's back arched off the bed as it was impossible for him to lie still, thousands upon millions of jolts of ecstasy coursing through him. He shouted ad screamed, his voice melding with the lewd grinding of his cock between her breasts and the flick of her tongue against his tip.

"Aaaahhh…K-K-Karen…Karen…" While trying to speak, he felt a knot forming within him. Ethan knew that he wasn't going to be able to hold off on cumming for much longer. Veins popped out along his neck as he felt the tension building up; it would reach a breaking point in not minutes but seconds.

In those short seconds, Ethan muttered a prayer of thanks. He was a lucky guy and he knew it. When he calmed down enough, he'd thank Karen, thank her for giving him a chance and for showing him how mind-shattering that world of pleasure could be.

"KAREN!"

Her name ripped from his lips as his orgasm finally exploded. Just as he'd thought, seconds. His cock shot creamy white nectar right into her face, then fell down atop her breasts. Unlike their first time, her face was made a mess thanks to his cum. The expression on her face confirmed that she liked it, no, she loved it. Ethan didn't hold back, he let his essence continuously shoot out and splash against Karen's face and chest. Though he felt an immediate outrush of energy, Ethan was able to keep his head up enough to witness the results of his orgasm.

They were the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen.

Karen's face was completely doused in his cum, as was the top of her breasts. She pulled away and pushed them up so he could see them. The sight brought a broad grin to his face; his member again twitched as if it were ready for another round.

He quickly started to regain his strength watching her clean herself off. It was one hell of a show that he'd only ever seen on screens, never in real-life. Ethan was left even more enchanted than he already was.

Knowing his eyes were on her, Karen took her time in cleaning herself off. She sucked and licked her tits in clear view of him, making sure Ethan could see the self-pleasure. His member was back at full hardness in under two minutes. Seeing it made her eager to have it back inside of her; she knew just the place that she wanted it too.

Reaching out to cradle his cheek, she kissed him on the lips, then moved to the front of the bed. Karen stopped and propped herself up on her arms and legs. Looking back at Ethan, she grinned.

"Take my ass, Ethan."

"W-W-W-Wh-Wh-What?!" he shouted, his voice loud enough it could probably be heard throughout the house, including by the Pokémon.

"You heard me. Fuck my ass. Don't try to deny it, I know that you've wanted to do it to me, just like you've wanted to kiss me, touch my breasts, and fuck my pussy." She continued, her hungry eyes leering at him.

His cock was pulsating, clearly eager for him to follow through on her request. "B-B-B-But…but…"

"I've never done this with anyone before." She admitted, a flicker of sincerity in her eyes. Ethan's eyes widened at her remark. "You're the one I'm giving my anal virginity to…because I feel like you're worth it, Ethan."

For a full minute, there was complete silence.

He moved with a face set in burning determination. Taking his cock again, he lined it up with Karen's backdoor entrance. "I am, and I always will be, Karen."

With those words lingering in the air, Ethan pushed his hips forward, sliding his cock straight into Karen's asshole.

"AAAAAAHHH!" Both veteran trainers shouted, their whole worlds lighting up like their cores had been set ablaze.

"S-So…deep inside of me…" Karen murmured, feeling an ethereal daze enveloping her. It was strengthened as Ethan pulled back, then pushed his hips forward. "Haaaahh! Yes!"

Everything that followed felt so…natural. Ethan let pure instinct guide him as he pulled back then pushed forward, ramming his cock in and out of the elite trainer's asshole. She panted and screamed, each cry spurning him to give her more. He gave and she readily and happily received.

"Aaaaaahh! Haaahh! Aaaaahhhh!" Karen screamed, leaning forward and grabbing at the bedsheets underneath her. Her face ended up buried in the pillows, which ended up muffling a great deal of her moans. Ethan growled in disapproval of that. Suddenly, Karen's face was freed and she was hoisted upright, a pair of hands atop her breasts, squeezing them like they were stress balls. "E-E-Ethan! Eth-aaaaaahhhh!" While he had his way with her breasts, he continued to fuck her ass, keeping up the speed of his thrusts. "Ooooohhhhh!"

"You…gave me all of yourself, Karen." The teenager whispered into her curtain of hair.

She heard him and responded, "I did, and I don't' regret a damn thing."

Her words were a catalyst for him to increase his speed. Karen's eyes widened and tears spilled from her eyes as her asshole was thoroughly excavated. Drool spilled from her mouth as her ass felt like it was being torn in two, Ethan's mighty cock boring into her.

"Karen! Karen, your asshole feels…it feels fucking amazing! I want it! I want it all!"

"You're making it yours, Ethan! Take me whenever you want! Take me in my office at the Indigo Plateau! Bend me over and fuck my ass! Breed me!" Okay, maybe she should have waited a couple of months before going that far, but the ecstasy running through her was such that every amorous thought in Karen's head came spilling out of her mouth. Actually, they were being forced out curtsy of his piston-like cock. "Aaaaaaahhh!"

"Your asshole's getting tighter, Karen!" The gray-eyed teen shouted. It wasn't just her body, he could feel his reacting as well.

"Deeper! DEEPER! I'M GOING TO CUM, ETHAN!"

"SO AM I!"

"INSIDE OF ME! SHOOT IT STRAIGHT INSIDE OF ME! STRAIGHT INTO MY ASS!"

"KAREEEN!"

His hips were pulled back, then shoved forward one last time. It was a bit of a struggle considering how tightly her asshole had constricted around his cock, but that was part of the pleasure. The other half came when he finally orgasmed, shooting his seed straight into her asshole, which erupted at the same time.

"ETHAAAN!"

Her asshole squeezed around his member, expelling what felt like gallons upon gallons of cum. It intermixed with his within her asshole, just as they had within her vagina. Karen felt it howl for a repeat of before, but for the moment, it was her asshole that was burning with erotic pleasure. The Dark-type master's eyes briefly rolled into the back of her head as the orgasm temporarily overpowered her, leading her to go limp within Ethan's arms.

At least until she felt their lips connect. From him into her was transferred the spark of life. She suddenly became hyperaware of everything, including the still pumping member buried in her asshole.

The couple's eyes met. "Ethan," she whispered. "Again…do you have enough strength for one more round?"

"Yes." He declared in a hushed breath.

They moved in sweaty sync. Ethan removed his cock from her asshole, letting the cum pour of her fucked backdoor. It was reangled at her pussy, then driven straight into it. Karen howled. The two of them lay on their sides, Ethan's hand having lifted her right leg up so he could fuck her at a better angle. It worked.

"AAAAAAHHH!"

"YESSSSS!"

"MORE, ETHAN! COME ON, GIVE ME EVERYTHING YOU HAVE LEFT!"

"HAVE IT THEN! YOU'LL CAN IT WHENEVER YOU WANT, KAREN!"

Moonlight shined through the windows painted the two of them in an ethereal glow. They both looked to be near divine, two divine beings passionately mating. Their voices rose and fell together, lustful cries bouncing around the room as they had for the last hour.

"HOT, YOU FEEL SO HOT, ETHAN!"

"AND SO ARE YOU, KAREN! YOUR PUSSY…IT'S BURNING UP!"

Grabbing at the back of his head, she connected their lips. The kiss was sloppy but passionate, an accumulation of the fiery feelings burning within them. They knew that the fire would continue to burn long after this night was done with. Ethan and Karen were sure of that, they saw it in each other's eyes when they separated. Both of them sucked in air as their bodies tensed up. They knew what that meant. Karen braced herself as she felt Ethan pull his cock back, knowing that his next thrust would herald their orgasm.

It did.

"ETHAN!"

"KAREN!"

His cum exploded into her pussy in a straight line, just as it had before. Her walls exploded in feminine nectar, encircling his cock as it shot rope after rope of white nectar into her. They both knew this exchange would be their final one, and as the saying went, the best was saved for last. The pair held each other as the final orgasm ran its course, their bodies shuddering in ecstasy as it did so. That journey felt like hours.

Sweating from head to toe, the couple collapsed against the bed. In spite of the exhaustion now totally gripping them, the two master-level trainers held onto each other. Ethan occasionally ran his hands through his now girlfriend's beautiful sky-blue hair.

"You're going to enjoy doing that, aren't you?" Karen giggled.

"Sorry, I just…kind of can't help myself. Your hair's just so…amazing." He admitted, somewhat sheepishly.

Giggling, Karen reached forward to stroke his cheek. "It's okay. Everyone compliments me on my hair. It's…one of the things that I have that I share with my mom, I treasure it so much." His eyes softened as he recognized the bit of familial history that was being revealed to him. "I appreciate the compliment though, especially since it's coming from one of the few guys I'll let touch it." Ethan's eyes, and cheeks, lit up. "Hey, you're my boyfriend now, so that nets you certain privileges."

Still attached to her, the older woman felt her lover's member began to regain some of its former hardness. No doubt from the multitude of thoughts racing through his head.

Fighting past his arousal-induced embarrassment, Ethan wrapped his arms around the Dark-type enthusiast. "As much as I'd enjoy exploring some of those privileges…how's about we take a little break first?"

"Oh, that's fine. We can take a little break before taking a shower." Karen affirmed. Leaning in, she stole a quick kiss from him. "During said shower, I'll let you enjoy some of those privileges."

The next kiss that came was much more intimate, another sign of things to come. Happy things that the two trainers would enjoy to their fullest.

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And that's Karen of Johto's Elite Four. She's really not what you'd expect from a Dark-type expert, but I always felt like that was part of her charm. Hopefully this was an enjoyable and sexy read. As with many other girls, I'll be revisiting Karen in the future since I have some other ideas about writing her. Until next time, readers!