I have 4 works to update! Two in Spanish and their respective translations! It's being difficult, but I'm doing the best I can! Honestly, it was difficult to write this chapter in Spanish and it was twice as difficult to translate it, you know English is difficult sometimes! Leaving that aside, I laughed a lot writing and translating, I have never done anything like this! Hope it didn't go too bad! Chapter 4 is already in Spanish and I hope to translate it soon. It's a chapter with a +18 warning!
Delia held in her heart the moments she lived with Giovanni from the first day she met him in that park in Viridian City. The afternoons that they shared chatting and playing, his teachings on the world of pokemon, and the sunsets that they watched together from the rooftop of the gym, that place that she kept many stories hidden in its corners. She used to get lost in the thoughts of her remembering her husband and from time to time her face would turn melancholy longing to be by his side. But she knew that this was the life she had chosen, the kind of quiet life that she wanted for her child, so she painted her face with a smile and moved on with her life.
Giovanni visited them whenever he could, calling without fail every two or three days. Their son loved to hear the stories of his father, how he beat his rivals or how he trained his pokemon at the Viridian City gym. The boy always was eager awaiting to the call from the gym leader and he rushed to do his homework and behave good so that his mother would not betray him with him. His father had been with them in Paleta Town two months before, but when he returned to the city he had called only twice and then nothing, that worried his wife. That is why that day she had decided to go find him.
"Mommy, when will Dad call?" The dark-haired boy asked, pressing his right cheek on the kitchen table in a downcast tone.
Delia placed Ash's lunch in front of him and looked at him with an understanding look, she knew that the little boy had been waiting for a call from Giovanni for days just like her.
"Dad must be very busy, the Indigo Plateau Conference is starting shortly and there must be many challengers for his gym"
The answer seemed to convince Ash that he stood up like a spring and waved his left arm that had been wearing a yellow cast for a few days.
"That must be! Dad is very strong right mom?"
"Yes, but sit down now, your food will get cold"
Ash sat up and began to eat animatedly, while his mother mentally wondered if her husband was really okay.
After having lunch together Delia packed some things in a backpack and took her son to Professor Oak's house. Gary met them at the door excited to see Ash and his mother, who used to treat him with great kindness and affection. Which filled his heart with warmth by not having his mother with him. The woman left Ash in charge with the professor and returned home to prepare to go to city determinated to see her husband. She had had to walk to the nearest bus stop, which was almost on the outskirts of town. After an hour of travel she got off in the center of the Viridian city and walked for a while remembering some of the moments that she had lived there with her husband.
Finding him working in his office, in the gym, her heart raced, she was happy to see him and to know that he was fine. Giovanni was happy to look at her too. The two spent hours chatting without realizing the time. There was so much that had to be told. He apologized for not calling. He was very busy with gym paperwork and his business as well.
"I'll call Ash tonight without fail, and I hope to go home in a few days"
"He will be delighted by this news." Delia snuggled against Giovanni's chest.
They were in the office couch, the gym leader ran his fingers through his wife's hair and played with them for a while, as he was against to her neck, breathing in her scent. Delia sighed when he checked the time on the wall clock in front of her. She must was to return to Pallet Town soon. She stood up with Giovanni's gaze on her.
The afternoon was beginning to fall, and she gave a warm smile to her husband who looked at her, he was still sitting on the sofa in his office, the orange light of the last summer afternoons in Viridian fell on Delia's face, he blinked a moment trying to keep the charming image of his wife in his mind.
Giovanni remembered that afternoon after leaving her the first time in Pallet Town with his son. He had taken for him a few months to enjoy her little family, and had returned alone to his apartment in Viridian City. He seemed very quiet and lonely without Delia there. He flopped down on the bed he shared with his wife not long ago. His head felt heavy. He stared at the ceiling of his room for a while and then sat on the edge of the bed. He took off his wedding band, held it in front of his face, staring at the sparkle the light from the room caused on it. Then he carefully placed it in a small velvet box and put it in the first drawer of the nightstand. From that moment on he would no longer use it. He would be just a gym leader and a prosperous businessman in the city, with no family to depend on him. He would do it for the welfare of his wife and child. So the next morning he began to erase all trace of Delia in Viridian City, he had completely disappeared her. As far as he was concerned she didn't exist, and he had never met her. He had never fallen madly in love with her and decided that the world should never know of the ties they shared in the distance. He had always been reserved in his private life and that helped to fade her into a haze caused by his contacts and his power in a society that did not remember her, no one was interested at that time in the woman of a young man gym leader. However, time passed and the gym leader's fame grew bigger and bigger. He had become an enigmatic lonely man desired by all the single women in the city. Delia had little or no interest in magazines and gossip shows, so she knew little about what happened to people outside her small town; she was more interested in spending quality time with her son. She rarely visited Giovanni with Ash, so the boy and his mother were never seen in the company of the gym leader. Who took good care of his steps when he was with them. Always being reserved avoiding at all costs to be linked to a wife and child.
He erased those images from his mind and leaned against the back of the sofa, he couldn't stop looking at her. He knew she would be leaving soon but he didn't want her to leave yet. He many times he had had to say goodbye to her and get away, and each time it was more difficult. He was always thinking was of her and their son. But his actions as the leader of Team Rocket reached his head and tormented him, made him keep his distance too, he thought he couldn't have both.
"I think I'd better go home."
Giovanni came out of him reverie and got up to take her hand. Their gazes met. Delia's sweet gaze made him want to take her in his arms and never let her go.
"Don't go yet," he said almost in his whisper. He lightly ran the tips of his fingers down her cheeks, caressing her.
Delia was lost for a moment in the dark, deep eyes of her husband. She in the past she always came to them to calm her worries and find a refuge from her fears. Giovanni was an interesting and attentive man who had easily made her fallen in love with him. She stood on tiptoe and tenderly kissed her husband who wrapped his arms around her. The gym leader felt that the world was freezing around his and the only thing he could think about was be like this, holding her against his body.
Delia shifted between the strong, well-marked arms of the gym leader. It was the result of the exercise that he did daily and in an almost religious way. A way to waste energy and avoid thinking about she. The kiss escalated from tender to passionate in a moment. Giovanni kissed her urgently and forcefully. He ran his hands up and down her back, exploring her on the fabric. The contact made the woman feel a familiar shudder. Her heart began to beat rapidly and her legs betrayed her. They parted for a moment to breathe, she looked at the twinkle in her husband's eyes that lit up like fire. The crime lord felt the blood boil in his veins. He felt the desire to settle in his mind clouding his judgment. Only she could provoke such feelings in him. Only with her could he shed the mask of coldness. He needed to keep her with him, kiss her, feel her tremble with pleasure under his touch and lose himself in the quality of her touch.
"Delia", He said, losing himself in the woman's neck.
"Giovanni…" He hear Delia say her name almost in a whisper that made him skin crawl.
Her husband's hands went to rest on her hips, while he stared at her as if waiting. Delia leaned slightly against his body, holding him by the front of his pale blue shirt. As if that was what he expected her to do, he claimed her lips again so softly that she thought she was imagining it, but then he did it again, more firmly, and Delia felt her lips burn, open without she gave them permission, looking for more. Her head felt in a cloud of hormones, but like a bolt through her thoughts she remembered her son waiting for her in Pallet Town. She had to go before the night took her by surprise. She knew that she had to get away from him, detach herself from the arms that surrounded her and from his lips that caressed her with passion. Her husband's hands stroked her hair, as he had done so many times before, entangling his fingers in the chocolate-colored strands, playing a wicked smile on his face.
Giovanni's closeness made her want more, but the ticking of the clock on the wall impeded her fallen from indulging in her desires. As if the gym leader sensed the doubts in her, he pressed her tighter against his body, letting her know what she was doing in him. With his penetrating gaze analyzing her waiting for the answer. Delia felt the hardness of him like a stone, brushing against her body, and responded as if someone had flipped a switch inside her. She felt the desire sprout between her legs and her decision to want to go home disappeared. She kissed him back with the desperation of the lonely months, wanting him with such intensity that she knew there would be no going back. The kiss sent flames of desire to all her secret places, as if it were spreading a flammable liquid inside her. Delia couldn't help herself. The pleasure was irresistible. She needed his hands, his mouth, his desire for her, which he will remind her of what they had shared in the past and shared in the distance, and how she felt safe in the arms of he.
She pulled away and gave him a flirtatious look, her hand gently pushing him back. He backed away still looking at her until he felt the couch behind him. She pushed him harder again and her husband flopped onto the seat. There was a smile on his face that invited her to follow him. Delia didn't keep him waiting and went to sit on his lap. She took her husband's face in her hands and kissed him. One of his hands held her by the back and the other caressed her leg, going up and down, as if making a recognition of every inch of her. The man's deft fingers released the buckles on her heels and fell to the ground with a slight sound. Both were now engulfed in a shower of kisses and caresses, which they seemed to be holding back for a long time. Giovanni left hot, passionate kisses down the woman's neck. Delia straddled him.
"I missed you so much" He whispered in her ear with one hand tucked behind her ear, stroking her.
"That's why you must go home more often, dear", She answered, leaning back slightly, separating their bodies.
Giovanni's hands got under his wife's blouse and crawled up, she didn't keep him waiting and pulled her blouse over her head and threw it over her shoulder. The pale, well-defined body of his woman appeared before him, causing him a sudden feeling of pride and possession. Her husband's hands went around her to unfasten her bra, at such a release the female breasts shook slightly causing Giovanni to smile. Each of his hands went to one of them. He squeezed them gently, stroking and playing with them, pleased with the muffled moans that Delia let out. She threw her head back as he took one of her nipples with his thumb and rubbed it, causing an electrifying wave of heat that ran through her from head to toe. With her body in a sudden trembling, she leans over her husband and put her hands between his hair, pulling them out of their order, they were always well combed and now they were in an uproar. She enjoyed ruffling them up, lacing her fingers through them. While he was kissed her breasts and savored them with his tongue, circling her nipples playfully, sucking and nibbling. She began to feel the wetness between her legs and grabbed his face tightly and kissed him biting his upper lip. Then she took his hands and held them apart aside. Giovanni spread his arms on either side of the sofa to rest on the back of it, allowing his wife to pull his shirt out from under his pants.
The woman's hands went to the buttons of his shirt without taking her eyes off her husband's, those dark eyes in which she could easily lose himself. She unbuttoned his shirt and reached into it hands, extending them to the sides of it, caressing Giovanni's abdomen, which moved under her when he felt her warm hands. She then kissed his chest, with both hands exploring his brown skin, moving over his abdomen. Her hands ended on the waist of the leader who was looking at her with desire. Soon his shirt ended up on the floor. And he helped himself with hisfeet to take off hisshoes without having to get up.
Through the black fabric of her husband's pleated pants Delia could feel his dick begging to be released. With a smile that Giovanni could not describe in any other way than erotic, she unbuckled his belt and pushed the button off his pants. The release made him shudder, but there was no time to think about it as his woman's hand reached for him and began to move up and down in an almost deadly rhythm. His mind was clouded and he pulled the woman up to him to kiss her as she pleasured him, his voice turning hoarse as he began to moan over Delia's mouth.
"You like it that way, right?" She looked at him with a mischievous smile.
He didn't answer her, instead, he wrapped his arms around her and spun her around to be on top of her. Delia's back now rested against the couch. The sight of her husband towering over her reminded her of other similar scenes from the past and a blush lit up her cheeks. The gym leader's hands ran up her hips up her waist and ended up massaging her breasts. She could feel her husband's passion and need in every touch and kiss he gave her. Which made her feel powerful. This man belonged her body and soul and so neither distance nor time could change it. Giovanni kissed her mouth invading it with his tongue, Delia's hands caressed the bare back of her husband and she decanted kissing his neck.
Her husband's hands moved desperately over her legs, he pulled her skirt up to her hips and move her panties a bit aside. She let out a moan of pleasure when she felt her husband's fingers invade her body, she arched her back and clung to him holding his forearm. An explosion of sensations made her shiver with pleasure, which spread throughout her body as he began to rub her sweet, sensitive button of flesh.
"Oh, oh, oh", The sound escaping from her lips flooded the room, arched against her husband's hand that continued to give hot caresses in her most intimate part.
Giovanni held her sensitive button between his thumb and forefinger and pressed it, shaking it roughly. Delia's eyes widened much and her heart seemed to leap out of her chest, pounding fiercely.
"You like it that way, right?" Giovanni said smiling maliciously. He kissed her again on the mouth with madness and held her tight when she began to convulse wrapped in pleasure under his body.
When her body relaxed and still with some spasms from the storm that made her lose herself for a moment in the sky. She smiled at him.
"You're a cheater", she claimed, laughing languidly.
She lifted her pelvis a little to help him lower her panties completely and watched him down his pants and trunks a little more, but he didn't have time to take them off completely. She hugged him with her legs to bring him closer to the wet entrance of her femininity. The tip of Giovanni's erection caressed her gently. He sank and came out slightly in the folds of her, without go far in, playing, provocking her. She moaned and pulled him closer to her. She kissed him as she began to rub herself against him.
"Do it", She whispered in his ear.
He didn't keep her waiting and sank into her body. Feeling the narrow walls of her stretch against his dick. He stifled a groan as he slid deeper. He began to move slowly and rhythmically, giving her time. Adjusting to her body.
"Delia, Delia", He repeated her name urgently.
"Yes, more, more, yes, yes..." She order him, squeezing her hand with his.
Her husband's thrusts took a brisk and energetic pace. His outstretched hand rested on the lower part of her feminine belly, caressing her possessively, as he came and went of her. Giovanni lifted her by putting an arm around her back and as he leaned on his knees astride the limited space of the couch. He grabbed her from ass, holding Delia tight, as she rocked up and down in time with his thrusts. Delia wrapped her arms around his neck allowing him to explore her breasts with his mouth. She kissed his neck agitated, moving against his body. She threw her head back in pleasure as she felt her husband's hand massage her hot and sensitive clit.
She felt the heat rise to her head keep there, preparing to explode like a kettle full of water about to boil fiercely. Agitation, sweat, craziness. Giovanni indulging her was all she could think of. She was about to reach the top, she could feel it. He noticed it and moved his hand faster over the intimate part of her. Presaged his own rise to the top.
"Be break free!" He told her as he heard her moan louder.
"You too"
They held hands, they were one, as many times before, and each time it seemed better, perhaps it was the distance that made them feel so good when they could be together and enjoy each other without impediments. Delia felt as if she was flying on a cloud, she could not think of anything, only on Giovanni filling her completely, entering and coming out her totally as if he were the owner of her existence. For his part, the crime lord felt dopamine run throughout his body, feeling more alive than any other day. He had Delia at his total disposal, she was only his, and he wanted to stay so until the end of time. Both were in a state of total ecstasy, and the bliss of being one came over them.
The woman hugged her husband tightly, he moved in frenzy, and she screamed his name clawing at the gym leader's back. Her body convulsed with fervor and she felt her face boil. The pleasure was drawn on her face. Giovanni smiled as he saw her reach the long-awaited climax. An instant later he felt her own climax coming from below. The atmosphere was cut off by the roar of his release, he squeezed her tight and gave a few more shoves, reaching deeper. Finally he dropped her gently against the couch and rested his head against her still heaving and sweaty chest. She stroked his hair and kissed his head.
"I love you", they heard themselves say in unison.
She could feel the full weight of her husband against her body for a moment longer. And she complained when he pulled away from her, to stand up. He pulled up his pants and brought something from his desk. She sat back in the couch and adjusted her skirt. Giovanni handed her a box of tissues and her face flushed.
"Is it a risky day?" He asked, running a hand through his hair.
"No, I don't think so…" At least she hoped so because she hadn't thought about it before.
She watched him nod and grabbed her clothes to head to the bathroom at the back of the office. She came out after a while. She had cleaned up and refreshed herself a bit. Giovanni was waiting for her sitting behind his desk. He was finishing filling out some forms. He had also put on his shoes and shirt, but his hair was still messy. When he looked at her he smiled at her and leaned back in his executive chair putting his hands behind his head.
"I'll take you home, it's too late"
Delia looked at the clock on the wall and was surprised. She had been away from home for almost six hours.
"I have to call Ash", she told him worriedly.
Giovanni pointed to the phone on his desk, watched her dial the number of the old friend of the Ketchum family. A moment later he heard her tell the man that she would be back soon that he must will not let Ash leave. He also heard her speak in a motherly tone of voice to their son.
"Do you want to say hi to Daddy?"
The gym leader raised an eyebrow and she waved him for him to pick up the phone. When he had the receiver against his ear he heard Ash's cheerful voice on the other side.
"Daddy! When are you coming to see me?", The little black-haired demanded. His father smiled with the phone against his ear as he looked at his wife.
"How about having dinner together today?"
"Really daddy?", The boy exclaimed, jumping to the other side of the line.
"Yes, we'll see you later."
"It's okay. I love you Papa"
"And I to you Ash"
He listened to the noise of the dead line and put the phone down. He rose from the chair and took his jacket from the back.
"How about a little spaghetti from your husband tonight?"
"It's a perfect idea."
Giovanni put his arm around her shoulders and Delia put a hand around his waist as she laughed. They walked together to the door. Leaving behind a stack of unfinished papers. Persian found them at the emergency exit. He rubbed against his trainer's legs and then against Delia's.
"Do you want spaghetti Persian too?" Delia asked as her husband made sure the door was closed properly.
The pokemon made a noise that sounded like a loud meow in response and moved towards the gym parking lot. His trainer followed him by the woman's hand.
The sun was gone, it had gone down as Giovanni drove through the streets of Viridian City towards Route 1. His wife took his hand and looked at him smiling. This would be a good night, he thought as they walked away from the bustle of the city.