Chapter 5: Short Goodbye

I couldn't help crying out as a wave of pleasure washed over me so violently than my entire body trembled. I collapsed as the last few waves of pleasure faded away, feeling his weight on top of me as he collapsed as well. I buried my face into the thick blue quilt. It was so soft, and his skin felt great against me. I loved his weight as well, letting me know he was between me and the rest of the world.

He rolled off of me, though, pulling his softening cock out of me during the process. I flinched. I always hated that part, feeling so stretched out afterwards.

If anyone could ever possibly be sick and tired of sex, it was probably us.

Being a gym leader was a rather cushy job. I only had to log eighteen hours every two weeks. Then again, when I wasn't battling trainers, I was training. Though on top of my paycheck from the league, I did get a lot of prize money. Losing to a gym leader cost quite a penny. The only problem with being a gym leader was that it took over your life.

So, to enjoy my last few days with Gold, I hadn't gone into the gym at all. Instead, we were lazing around the house. We'd probably made love nearly ten times the past three days. Today, Gold had to stop by the Pokeathlon to do some paperwork, but other than that, we'd continue to laze around and indulge ourselves today. Our last day.

I shivered as Gold started to kiss and bite at my neck. Then he moved to my mouth, and we shared several long, passionate kisses.

"We should get something to eat," Gold stated softly.

I glanced over at the clock. It was about noon, though I wasn't really hungry despite not having breakfast yet. Gold seemed to be fattening me up. My stomach seemed to be bulging lately and considering I hadn't done much but lie around and have sex, I'd been feeling I guess what people would consider fat and lazy. Like I cared.

I yawned softly, stretching out. I felt an odd pressure between my legs as I rose.

I casually looked down to find Gold's hand between my legs, trying to get me hard again. "Not again," I complained, and somehow, someway my cock hardened again. I was rather amazed.

Gold took me into his mouth. I gasped happily at the treat, suddenly more than eager to indulge myself even more, although I could only probably spare a few small drops of cum. I'd noticed how little I'd just come, and it was kind of amusing. Like, was it possible for nothing to come out? That would help with the cleanup.

It took me a little while to climax, and all my body could possibly offer was a tiny amount.

Gold swallowed with a smirk. He really seemed to enjoy tormenting me. He stood up and went over to the dresser, tossing me a pair of my boxers. It took a bit of effort to move with the dull ache in my gut from climaxing twice much too fast, but I managed.

Once we were dressed, we slipped down the stairs, already catching the scent of food. Gold didn't eat very much, and yet he glared at me until I'd eaten all I could stand. The staff let us be, knowing we were all but lost to the world.

"We should wash up," I stated softly after Gold had stopped dictating that I had to eat this and that.

"Yeah," he agreed, standing up.

Midway up the stairs somehow the passion got to us—again. I somehow ended up pinned to a wall, tasting Gold.

It was getting ridiculous. It was going to take me two months just to recover.

"Let's at least get to the shower," I offered as his teeth scraped over my neck, leaving me with goose bumps.

"Can we continue in the shower?" he husked, his hand sliding into my pants.

"Yes, just stop. Not the middle of the stairs, Gold!"

Somehow, someway, we managed to shower and get dressed, although it happened again by the time we were on our way out, I was sore and I couldn't even offer a single drop when I climaxed. I don't think I'd ever felt so pathetic in my life. I felt like a wilted plant!

The paperwork took forever. I was just thankful for the break. I felt like a withered plant. Gold hadn't gotten off as much as me. They wanted pretty much Gold's entire medical history from the day he was born. They pretty much wanted his life history, too. There were questions related to his personality as well, I guess to help him match up with some good roommates. It made a small ache go through me to remember that Gold was leaving me for three weeks tomorrow.

I bit my bottom lip, trying to keep myself from slipping into Gold's arms right there in the building. Tonight was my last night with him for nearly a month. I hated it, but the Pokeathlon was Gold's passion. I'd never take it away from Gold.

"You alright?" Gold asked curiously, glancing back at me.

"Fine," I brushed him off, looking around the dark lobby lit up with amazingly bright neon-colored lights. I bit my bottom lip absently, wondering how it was possible to change so much. Was I completely addicted to Gold now? Was he like some sort of drug? Before we'd gotten together, I didn't even like being touched. Now I could barely survive without Gold's arms locked around my waist. I didn't even need Weavile to sleep any more—only Gold.

I sighed aloud at myself. It was three weeks. Please, some people ended up going months without each other. I needed to just get over it. I could get some stricter training done while I had the free time. When was the last time I'd actually gone out exploring around?

"Hey, what events do you think I should sign up for?" Gold asked curiously, draping an arm around my shoulders.

I wasn't an expert by any means on the pokeathlon. "I don't know. You usually like the power events, don't you?"

Gold gave a nod as he led me over to a table so we could sit while he continued to fill out all the forms. It'd already been nearly an hour.

"Hey, that couldn't possibly be Gold, could it?" a rather excited, but raspy guy's voice called out from behind me. He sounded like a smoker, though he didn't smell like it so he may have quit. His voice would just sound stupid for the rest of his life, though. I could never understand why people would freely do that sort of stuff to their bodies, but I guess I was just careful with mine. Having grown up on the streets had taught me to keep my body in the best condition I could.

Gold looked up and grinned. "Damien!"

"So, you're taking the challenge, too?" I presumed the guy named Damien asked. I stared back at him. He had a rather typical punk look to him, Mohawk, chains, gunner boots, leather, and skinny jeans included. He grinned down at me. I huffed; I wasn't exactly short.

"I am," Gold offered.

"So, the Gym Leader of Viridian City… this must be your boyfriend. Pretty little thing."

I glared at him and folded my arms across my chest as Damien pulled out a chair and plopped down, uninvited. I wasn't little either.

"Yeah, his name is Silver," Gold offered, extending his hand out to me.

I absently unfolded myself and took the hand he offered me. Damien smirked at us.

"Is your boyfriend joining, too?"

Gold shook his head and got onto the subject of Damien's girlfriend. The two chatted and Damien offered some events Gold could join. Then, finally, finally, he left after promising to thrash Gold in the competitions.

"Well, that's everything. Ready to head home?" Gold finally offered.

I gave him a wordless nod. Gold turned in the papers and we headed home for dinner. It was nice flying over Johto this time of year. It was mid spring now, and the days were warming up. Down here in the southern parts there was no snow remaining, which I was thankful for. We'd all spent Christmas at mine and Gold's home this year, which everyone had really seemed to like. The staff had loved it, too. They always were excited to throw up Christmas decorations and cook tradition foods like shortbread and Christmas pudding. They'd done an amazing job with a honey spiral ham and a tender turkey, at least, that's what everyone else had said. The smell of it have drove me near insane, but I knew better than to eat any least I ended up sick to my stomach on Christmas day.

We landed outside and headed back inside our home, being greeted with an amazing aroma coming from the kitchen.

"Dinner is almost ready," one of the staff said as she approached us, taking our jackets.

We both gave a nod and headed towards the living room. Gold gave a thoughtful hum. "Do you think we have enough time to maybe…" to let the rest of his question be known, he slid his hand up my thigh.

"No!" I hissed sharply. I couldn't possibly last another round of passion. Anal had been off the table completely since this morning, and it wasn't getting back on the table anytime soon!

Gold chuckled softly and pulled me close, nuzzling under my hair so he could kiss and bite as my neck, which was already completely covered in love bites, damn him. Heat ripped through my veins, and I felt my body betray me as I got hard. His kisses felt so good.

"How about now?" he husked into my ear.

I shuddered, hating him so much. It wasn't fair. I didn't want this again.

Regardless, he coaxed me up the stairs and into our room. He managed to get himself inside of me, too. I was sore from repeatedly being entered and thrust into and just winced, trying to get into a position that wasn't so rough on my sore body.

"We need to eat dinner, and I need to start packing," Gold whispered softly into my ear. He was deep inside me, just holding me close.

I sighed softly, closing my eyes as my body shivered in a mix of pleasure and pain. Were we doing ourselves any favors by making love like this? It was when we were our closest, but after all this, wasn't I just going to want another taste of it? Then again, it ached so badly Gold didn't dare thrust into me least he hurt me. But leaving me with a bad impression of our closeness…? I gave Gold a nod and he gently pulled out of me, making me wince as the pain jolted through me.

I was just going to miss Gold—period. I didn't care about the sex. I just missed him being around—and yet I knew that wasn't true! After the first week he'd been gone, I'd missed him… and his cock. Then the following week, both Gold and sex were on my mind. I hated it. Maybe it was a good thing to leave me aching. Maybe it'd keep my lusting self shut up.

I'd promised myself I'd never become addicted to the pleasure, and yet I had… I'd barely lasted two weeks. It was rather pitiful.

Gold and I crawled out of bed, but Gold must have picked up on my pain. I think he was surprised how tender I was after the fact. "Let's get you some medicine," he stated, handing me my clothes.

It hurt a bit to even walk. My abdominal area and deep within me were so sore, but I tried to ignore it and keep my movements normal as I dressed. Gold wasn't fooled.

"Be right back," he stated, leaving the room. I sighed softly and continued to pull on my clothing. Gold can back a few moments later with a glass of water and some Tylenol.

"Thanks," I murmured, thankfully taking the pills.

Gold gave a stiff nod and sat down on the bed, reclining his head back, running his fingers through his short black hair. "Silver, I'm sorry."

Idiot. "Gold, what for?"

"This… leaving you, hurting you, heck, everything. I've been doing this to you nonstop."

I sat down next to Gold once I was dressed and thread my fingers through his. Gold had such large hands. I loved when he held me with them. I shook my head and gently placed a kiss on his cheek. "It's both our faults. Three weeks isn't the end of the world. We're being stupid."

"I'll miss you," Gold whispered softly, his strong arms wrapping around me. I always felt so safe and warm with him.

"I'll miss you, too. But I'll come visit, and you'll be really busy with all your events, right? I'll work on training since I'll have a bunch of free time."

I melted when Gold started to massage my shoulders. "Make such you eat well and try and get lots of sleep. I know what it's like. Even I had a bit of trouble sleeping without you, but still, try."

I nodded again and Gold let me go. He stood up and offered me his hand, which I took just because I loved holding his hand. He tugged me gently to me feet and led me downstairs.

We ate in almost total silence except for Gold's attempt at some conversations. The staff were still giving us plenty of privacy so the two of us could be alone, but with my head swimming with thoughts of how addicted I was to Gold, I wouldn't have minded more people being around.

After we'd eaten and as the two of us packed for Gold's trip, I decided it could be a really good thing. I never went out training anymore. I wanted to sleep under the stars, maybe get bitten at by some insects, not have a shower in immediate access, get rained on, experience any discomfort. I was sick of being pampered. I was going to go out on a training expedition, if only for a week.

I smiled at the thought. No flying, just walking.

Arms circled around my waist, and I felt Gold burry his face into my back. I placed my hands over his. "We'll be fine. It could be a really good thing," I offered.

His teeth brushed over my neck, and I felt my knees go a bit weak. "I'll still miss you."

I nodded and reached out, closing the suitcase.

Gold pushed me sideways, down onto the bed so we ended up lying next to the suitcase. He sighed softly, absently stroking my cheek with his thumb. "It's going to suck not sleeping together. I'm going miss the bed a lot, too. Watch me do something stupid like roll off the bunk because it's like a quarter of the size of this bed."

I couldn't help envisioning it. It seemed so Gold.

"I love you," he stated, suddenly that dead serious look appearing in his eyes.

I smiled faintly. This was my favorite time. "I love you, too."

"Silver, you have to promise me that you won't be too lonely. I have my sources and if any of them dare report to me that you've not been very happy, I'm going to sick an army on you."

I sighed softly, leaning up and kissing his cheek softly. "I'll be fine. I'll visit you sometimes, too, alright? I think I'm going to be training as well."

Gold hummed thoughtfully. "That sounds nice."

"It does," I agreed.

Both of us sat up and Gold frowned slightly. "I know usual training trips are taken alone, but maybe when I'm home we can go off for a week or two to Mount Silver."

I raised an eyebrow. That was a dangerous place with wickedly powerful pokemon. They didn't even let normal trainers in, but as Pokedex owners, Oak had gotten all of us access. It would really be a challenge. "That sounds great," I offered. "I might swing by there myself, too… Just to test the water."

Gold grinned and gave a nod.

"Anyway, I have everything. Want to help me lug this thing downstairs?"

I gave a nod and the two of us got to our feet. The plush white carpet was nice under my bare feet. Together we grabbed the extremely heavy case, and both gave an "oof" from its weight. "You're pokemon isn't going to be able to carry this," I stated as we crab-walked into the hallway.

Gold gave a nod. "Maybe we're going to have to split the load between two of our pokemon." Then he glanced at the stairs. "Alright… are we going down sideways or with one walking backwards and one walking forwards?"

"Er, sideways," I responded, a bit annoyed at having to repack everything. What was in there anyway?

We both ended up bracing our back against the wall, then rail, which lined the outside of the stairway. The suitcase was huge. We made it down the flight of stairs into the living room. We dumped the massive suitcase on the floor and let out a sigh of relief.

One of the maids poked her head into the room because of our curses and the loud thump, but I casually waved her away.

"Alright… now what?" I asked curiously.

"I have a gym bag I can cram all the gym stuff into. For toiletries we have a bag I can use, I think. Then for everything else, how about a smaller suitcase?"

I sighed. "Whatever."

We managed to get Gold's packing issue figured out. Then we collapsed into our bed, exhausted for no real reason. Gold circled his arms around me, and I nuzzled close to him, clinging a bit. Our last night together. But I slept after we gently and slowly made love just once more.

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AN: Look guys, there's such a thing as too much sex lol