****Disclaimer: Do I even have to go over this again? I DON'T OWN POKEMON****
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Hey ya'll, I'm back! This part of the story gets a little, ~hehem~ graphic, just to warn you....ok.....I'll shut up now
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Togepi followed closely behind it's trainer while they made their way into the restaurant. The waiter showed them to their table which was also occupied by a half dozen other people. They all got up from their seat and shook Gary's and Misty's hand and introduced themselves, as well as complimenting on how cute Togepi was.
"So we meet one of the famous Cerulean gym leaders?" One of the researchers, a tall brown-haired man, smiled cheerfully towards Misty. She nodded shyly. Another researcher, a woman with long pink hair slid a piece of shell towards Misty and looked at it questioningly.
"I came across this, this morning, on the beach, could you possibly tell me what it might be from?" The shell was a pale peach colour and displayed a smooth curve to it. Misty picked it up and grinned appreciatively,
"Oh wow! It's from a slowbro!" She exclaimed, not seeing one of those pokemon since they were at another researcher's lab. The pink-haired woman laughed happily,
"I thought it was....I had to know for sure, though". The other researchers inquired eagerly about the new young trainer, who answered all of their questions with as much intelligence as she could.
Everyone was impressed, the Cerulean gym was a definite new research site to be used. Thanks to Misty, they were going to have a chance at more fame than they already had, and she would get her mark on the world, instead of just her sisters. Gary sat quietly next to her, only adding in ideas between conversations, Togepi was sleeping in his arms. He watched her, watching every move she made, the way the other researchers were absolutely charmed by her. He couldn't ignore it, ever since he first layed eyes on her there was this feeling he had. It didn't even occur to him that she was best friends with his rival at that point, he didn't care anymore about beating Ash, just as long as he could be with Misty...
Misty turned her attention to the one sitting next to her, silently musing to himself,
"Gary? Are you there?" His mind snapped back into reality, and noticed the red-head staring at him.
"Uh.....ya, sorry", she giggled, much to the amusement of the others, and returned her attention back to the task at hand.
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"That went well", Misty breathed a sigh of relief, the interview with the pokemon experts had been a success, except she'd have to go to Cerulean for the seminar. They went into the elevator, Gary pushed the button for the third floor. Misty heard whispering coming from the other people in the elevator.
"Look at her...she's quite pretty..." They heard the ding for the first floor, the doors opened and a couple people got off. On an unknown impulse Misty grabbed Gary's hand and dragged him off the elevator with her.
"I don't want to go back to my room right at the moment", Togepi cooed in question, Gary smiled and lead the two to his room.
"Well here's where I'm staying", the room was much nicer than hers, definitely more posh. Gary dropped his key on a nearby table and removed his jacket.
"I think I need some air..." Misty's heart continued to increase in speed, she was getting nauseous. Gary nodded and showed her into another room where there was the balcony. Misty stepped out, alone, thinking of her situation ~I like Ash...I did like Ash...I'm definitely going crazy....~ She placed her hand to her heart to monitor how fast it was racing, she walked back into the bedroom where Gary was waiting, concerned.
"You ok?" He asked, and looked at her questioningly. Misty sat down on the chair and removed her shoes, "I don't know", she looked at Gary, her mind racing with millions of emotions.
Noone ever made her feel that way...affectionate maybe? She never got that at home with her sisters, because she only had them after her parents died....
She couldn't control herself anymore, she needed him. Misty stumbled while getting off the chair, she felt like she was going to collapse, Gary noticed this and got up to support her. Misty grabbed onto his arms and looked at him with wide eyes, he could feel her heart racing,
"Misty? Do you want to go back to your room?" Misty narrowed her eyes,
"damn it Gary! Shut up!" He did what he was told, a look of utter surprise on his face. Togepi waddled around worriedly on the floor. Misty's mind blanked out and she lunged herself into Gary's arms and kissed him, Gary kissed her back feverently, turning the two around so they could fall on the mattress of the bed, Misty was shaking uncontrollably, "Gary..." she sighed into his neck, she pulled on the sleeves of his shirt, moving one hand to the collar and pulling on the top button breaking the threading, she proceeded through the whole shirt until it was fully opened.
"Misty, you're gonna' ruin my shirt", he whined, Misty grit her teeth,
"tough". Gary snorted and entangled one hand in her hair, the other slipping off the straps of her gown which easily came off her body making the whole dress fall to the floor. Misty unbuttoned his dress pants, wrapping her legs around him, she craftily used her feet to slip the pants off which joined the gown on the floor. Gary turned Misty so she was above him and fiddled around with the back of her bra,
"is there locks on this thing or what?" Misty giggled and guided his fingers with her own to undo the strap, Gary smirked and slid it off, revealing her milky white breasts, Misty pressed her body right up against Gary's, and sighed slipping off her bikini-briefs allowing Gary to turn her back over mirroring her movements.
Misty gripped the sheets turning her knuckles to an icy white on first entry, a harsh gust of breath leaving her lips, Gary kissed her muffling her cries of sheer enjoyment moving in a rhythmic pattern. Togepi turned around getting dizzy watching in confusion, it toppled over and fell asleep.
"Oh...Misty..." Gary moaned slipping his hands over every curve of Misty's body, the smooth skin feeling like silk under his touch.
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"Hey Brocko, have you seen Misty?" Brock stopped watching t.v. for a moment,
"no, she said she was going back to her room...but I guess she's not here?" The two boys shrugged off the thought, Misty was probably out window shopping, they went back to watching television.
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Hey ya'll, I'm back! This part of the story gets a little, ~hehem~ graphic, just to warn you....ok.....I'll shut up now
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Togepi followed closely behind it's trainer while they made their way into the restaurant. The waiter showed them to their table which was also occupied by a half dozen other people. They all got up from their seat and shook Gary's and Misty's hand and introduced themselves, as well as complimenting on how cute Togepi was.
"So we meet one of the famous Cerulean gym leaders?" One of the researchers, a tall brown-haired man, smiled cheerfully towards Misty. She nodded shyly. Another researcher, a woman with long pink hair slid a piece of shell towards Misty and looked at it questioningly.
"I came across this, this morning, on the beach, could you possibly tell me what it might be from?" The shell was a pale peach colour and displayed a smooth curve to it. Misty picked it up and grinned appreciatively,
"Oh wow! It's from a slowbro!" She exclaimed, not seeing one of those pokemon since they were at another researcher's lab. The pink-haired woman laughed happily,
"I thought it was....I had to know for sure, though". The other researchers inquired eagerly about the new young trainer, who answered all of their questions with as much intelligence as she could.
Everyone was impressed, the Cerulean gym was a definite new research site to be used. Thanks to Misty, they were going to have a chance at more fame than they already had, and she would get her mark on the world, instead of just her sisters. Gary sat quietly next to her, only adding in ideas between conversations, Togepi was sleeping in his arms. He watched her, watching every move she made, the way the other researchers were absolutely charmed by her. He couldn't ignore it, ever since he first layed eyes on her there was this feeling he had. It didn't even occur to him that she was best friends with his rival at that point, he didn't care anymore about beating Ash, just as long as he could be with Misty...
Misty turned her attention to the one sitting next to her, silently musing to himself,
"Gary? Are you there?" His mind snapped back into reality, and noticed the red-head staring at him.
"Uh.....ya, sorry", she giggled, much to the amusement of the others, and returned her attention back to the task at hand.
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"That went well", Misty breathed a sigh of relief, the interview with the pokemon experts had been a success, except she'd have to go to Cerulean for the seminar. They went into the elevator, Gary pushed the button for the third floor. Misty heard whispering coming from the other people in the elevator.
"Look at her...she's quite pretty..." They heard the ding for the first floor, the doors opened and a couple people got off. On an unknown impulse Misty grabbed Gary's hand and dragged him off the elevator with her.
"I don't want to go back to my room right at the moment", Togepi cooed in question, Gary smiled and lead the two to his room.
"Well here's where I'm staying", the room was much nicer than hers, definitely more posh. Gary dropped his key on a nearby table and removed his jacket.
"I think I need some air..." Misty's heart continued to increase in speed, she was getting nauseous. Gary nodded and showed her into another room where there was the balcony. Misty stepped out, alone, thinking of her situation ~I like Ash...I did like Ash...I'm definitely going crazy....~ She placed her hand to her heart to monitor how fast it was racing, she walked back into the bedroom where Gary was waiting, concerned.
"You ok?" He asked, and looked at her questioningly. Misty sat down on the chair and removed her shoes, "I don't know", she looked at Gary, her mind racing with millions of emotions.
Noone ever made her feel that way...affectionate maybe? She never got that at home with her sisters, because she only had them after her parents died....
She couldn't control herself anymore, she needed him. Misty stumbled while getting off the chair, she felt like she was going to collapse, Gary noticed this and got up to support her. Misty grabbed onto his arms and looked at him with wide eyes, he could feel her heart racing,
"Misty? Do you want to go back to your room?" Misty narrowed her eyes,
"damn it Gary! Shut up!" He did what he was told, a look of utter surprise on his face. Togepi waddled around worriedly on the floor. Misty's mind blanked out and she lunged herself into Gary's arms and kissed him, Gary kissed her back feverently, turning the two around so they could fall on the mattress of the bed, Misty was shaking uncontrollably, "Gary..." she sighed into his neck, she pulled on the sleeves of his shirt, moving one hand to the collar and pulling on the top button breaking the threading, she proceeded through the whole shirt until it was fully opened.
"Misty, you're gonna' ruin my shirt", he whined, Misty grit her teeth,
"tough". Gary snorted and entangled one hand in her hair, the other slipping off the straps of her gown which easily came off her body making the whole dress fall to the floor. Misty unbuttoned his dress pants, wrapping her legs around him, she craftily used her feet to slip the pants off which joined the gown on the floor. Gary turned Misty so she was above him and fiddled around with the back of her bra,
"is there locks on this thing or what?" Misty giggled and guided his fingers with her own to undo the strap, Gary smirked and slid it off, revealing her milky white breasts, Misty pressed her body right up against Gary's, and sighed slipping off her bikini-briefs allowing Gary to turn her back over mirroring her movements.
Misty gripped the sheets turning her knuckles to an icy white on first entry, a harsh gust of breath leaving her lips, Gary kissed her muffling her cries of sheer enjoyment moving in a rhythmic pattern. Togepi turned around getting dizzy watching in confusion, it toppled over and fell asleep.
"Oh...Misty..." Gary moaned slipping his hands over every curve of Misty's body, the smooth skin feeling like silk under his touch.
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"Hey Brocko, have you seen Misty?" Brock stopped watching t.v. for a moment,
"no, she said she was going back to her room...but I guess she's not here?" The two boys shrugged off the thought, Misty was probably out window shopping, they went back to watching television.