Author's Notes: Yo peeps. It is I, RayTheZoroark, here again with the next chapter. I am so so so so sorry about the long wait. In payment for the long wait, here's a lemon.

Disclaimer: I, with my powers as an author, choose not to disclaim, given the fact that you should know by now what I do and don't own.

WARNING: Sexual events will occur in this chapter. You have been warned.

Over the next couple of days, I became quite busy. Most of my time, from 6:00 in the morning, to 6:00 in the evening, with breaks in between, was taken up with practicing. I practiced with different weapons, but mostly with my sword. I generally sparred with Tristian, but occasionally sparred with the other Guardians. Tyrone, a half-Tyranitar, and the Guardian of Groudon, was slow but strong. Luna, a half-Umbreon, and the Guardian of Darkrai, was agile but a little weak. While River was a balance of each. River was very competitive, and didn't seem to have taken too kindly to being beaten. Most of the times I saw her, she was training. She'd stop, look at me, then continue. And so that's how things progressed, until the Saturday after the duel with River. 10:00 found me with Tristian, sparring again.

"Good. Now lunge. Thrust. Parry. Back. Lunge again. Parry. Duck. Swing. Good." Arceus instructed. I blinked sweat from my eyes as I dueled. Me and Tristian had dueled countless times, progressing at relatively the same rate. I swiped upwards, and she parried. I swung down, and she knocked it aside. She swung to the side, and I blocked.

"Enough." Arceus said, calling a halt to our duel. I gasped as I lowered my sword arm, glad for the break. I grabbed a water and poured some over my head before taking a drink.

"Both of you have improved far beyond my expectations." Arceus said.

"Just as well," Ho-Oh commented, "because we are short on time."

"Indeed." Arceus said. The doors to the Building opened, and River walked out, in full armor. She walked across to the training area. She paused for a second, then pulled out some dummies, (again, the non-living kind) and began practicing. After a few minutes of watching her while I caught my breathe, she stopped and looked at us again. She strode over, and stood in front of me, pointing her sword at me.

"I challenge you to a duel." She said. I stared up at her, shocked. She hadn't spoken nor dueled me since the incident a few days ago. But I wasn't about to back down.

"I accept." I said, standing. We took our respective places on the training area.

"This will be a duel against Drey and River. The battle will be over when one of them yields. When you are ready, you may begin." Arceus refereed.

"I underestimated you last time. I won't make that same mistake again." She said.

"Good. Wouldn't want this to be too easy." I joked. She looked at me. Then she grinned.

"May the best fighter win." She said, and charged.

~~~~Time Skip~~~~

An hour had passed, and we were still at it. Sadly, this wasn't like sparring with Tristian, where we called a break after a while. No. This was a duel, and it ended when one of us yielded. And so, there we were, exchanging swings, and panting. Taking a glance at the bleachers, I noticed a small crowd had gathered.

"Tired yet?" River asked.

"Not even a little." I panted. "You?"

"Never." She panted in return. We charged for the umpteenth time, and our swords collided, sending up sparks.

"Are you sure?" She asked, giving it all she had.

"Positive." I answered, knowing this was the last collision, one way or another. We shoved against each other, each giving as hard as he got. I slipped, and she took a step forward, gaining ground. I got my footing and pushed her back a step, back to even ground. I grinned through gritted teeth.

"Not today." I grunted, and shoved with the last of my energy, gaining ground and momentum. I shoved her to the ground, my sword at her neck. That's when I noticed hers at my chest. I also noticed what an awkward position we were in, me straddling her.

"It is a tie!" Arceus shouted, ending the duel. I sighed, and got up, offering my hand again. She smiled and took it, using it to pull herself up. She stood a few inches from my face, staring at me. Then she smirked, and walked away, sheathing her sword. She glanced back at me when she reached the doors, winked, smiled, and walked inside.

"Wow!" Tristian said, running up. "You were great! I thought after all her extra training, she'd have you for sure. But you pulled through in the end!"

"Yeah." I said absently, staring after River.

"Something wrong?" Tristian asked.

"No. No. Just...thinking." I said, shaking my head. "Come on. I need a shower." I said, heading back inside.

~~~~That Night~~~~

I sighed as I laid down in my bed, mulling the day over in my head. It had been fruitful, that was certain. I wasn't sure how River took the duel, though apparently well, from the looks of the kiss. I was snapped out of my train of thought by a knock at the door.

"Hm." I grunted, pulling myself out of bed, and walking over to the door. Opening it revealed River.

"Yes?" I asked.

"Come." She said, grabbing me and pulling me inside. She locked the door, and walked over to the bed and threw me on top of it.

"What the hell?" I grunted, looking up at her.

"Look, Drey, I've got a problem, and you're going to help me." She said, tapping her foot on the floor, arms crossed.

"What problem? Problem with manners?" I asked frostily.

"Heat problems." She answered. I froze. That's when I smelled it. It was a sweet smell that reminded me of blueberries, and my mind began to cloud up.

"Oh no." I muttered. "No no no." She smirked.

"Oh please. Why struggle?" She asked, sliding onto the bed. I shook my head a little, trying to clear my mind, but as little Drey began to rise, I realized I was fighting a loosing battle. Noticing my lessening resistance, she smiled.

"Good." She said, sliding back off the bed. She unbuttoned her top and pulled it off, giving me a nice view of her cleavage, considering she wasn't wearing a bra. She was at least a C, maybe a D. Then, she slid her pants down to reveal blue pubic hair above her snatch. She, of course, wasn't wearing panties.

"Your turn." She said, a gleam of lust in her eyes. I stood up, and nervously discarded my shirt, revealing my chest and arms toned by my constant sparring. Next went my pants, leaving me only in my boxers. She slowly pushed me down on the bed, me very nervous.

"Oh, relax." She said. She got right up to me, and whispered in my ear, "I don't bite... much." She nibbled my ear lobe, making me shiver. She slowly made her way down to my boxers, and looked at the tent little I was pitching.

"Well, looks like someone likes what they see." She said, sliding the boxers down to free my 8', already erect.

"Oh my." She said, grabbing it, making me gasp. "Someone's a little big." She slowly slid her hand up and down, watching my face as she did so. She did this for a few seconds, then looked at it again.

"I wonder how it tastes?" She asked herself, then, without warning, licked it.

I nearly jumped out of my skin.

"You really need to relax, or this won't be pleasurable for either of us." She said, then went back to licking and rubbing my dick. I began to moan as the sensations of someone else playing with my cock brought me closer to release. Sure I had masturbated some, but none of that compared to someone else doing it.

"If you like that, then you'll love this." She said after a moment.

"What do yo- HOLY ARCEUS!" I grunted as she opened her mouth and engulfed my cock, taking it down to the base, then coming back up, before repeating.

"Oh shit!" I grunted again, grabbing her hair and shoving my hips forward, effectively fucking her face as I slammed cock first over the edge into orgasmic bliss. Ropes of my seed shot down her throat as she convulsed it, giving extra pleasure. When I was done, I slid out of her mouth, and fell backwards onto the bed., panting. I heard her cough once or twice, but I was oblivious to most of the world.

"Wow. Are you a virgin?" She asked after a moment.

"Yes..." I muttered sheepishly, looking down at her. She smirked.

"Well, you won't be soon." She said.

"I..." I started. She cut me off.

"Now it's your turn." She said.

"O-okay." I muttered. She crawled along the bed, then laid down on her back, legs apart, and gave the "come hither" gesture. I smiled nervously and crawled towards her, until my head was in between her legs. I looked at her treasure, glistening and swollen with arousal. I could smell her heat even stronger now. And it was intoxicating. Without much thought, I stuck out my tongue and licked it. She moaned slightly. I smirked and licked it harder. Her moans increased in volume just a little. My smirk widened as I stuck two fingers in her, making her legs jerk forward. I began slowly moving my fingers forwards and backwards in her, finger fucking her. I began licking her clit while continuing to stimulate her with my fingers. She shoved me off roughly.

"Okay! Enough! I can't wait anymore!" She groaned. I sat up, and saw her on her hands and knees on the bed, looking back at me.

"Do it." She said. I needed no other prompting. I got up behind her and positioned myself, and without giving myself time to regret it, pushed forward.

My facial expression changed many times as I pushed forward into her depths. She groaned in relief. I sighed at the feeling of her as I finally came to a rest, all of my goods in her.

"Oh!" She gasped as I pulled back and shoved myself back into her roughly. I set a rigorous pace of thrusting in and out of her. She began moaning loudly as I fucked her.

"YES!" She screamed. "HARDER!"

I smirked again as I slowed down. She groaned in longing, looking back with a questioning look.

"Beg." I commanded. She narrowed her eyes. I used all my willpower to stop thrusting into her.

"Beg." I said again. She sighed, her eyes saying she'd kill me when we were done.

"Please..." She said after a moment.

"Please what?" I asked.

"Please stop messing around and fuck me before I kill you!" She yelled. I grinned, and leaned down to her right ear.

"Good." I whispered, "now I'm going to rock you...like a hurricane."

"Wh-YES!" She screamed as I renewed my efforts, shoving harder into her than before. She shoved her head into my pillow to stifle her screams of pleasure, pushing back against me each time I thrusted forward to heighten the pleasure. Our bodies melded together into one utopia of euphoric pleasure, which seemed never to end.

Sadly, it did. Soon, a tightening in my balls showed the telltale signs of an impending orgasm.

"Oh, shit." I muttered. "I'm about to come."

She was incapable of speech, however,as she screamed into my pillow as she came, her pussy gripping my rod tightly. With great control, I managed to pull out just as I came, splattering her back, as well as part of the bed, with my seed. I fell down beside her, and blacked out.

End Notes: There you go, guys. Really hope you liked it. And again, I'm really sorry for the wait. Anyway, R&R! RayTheZoroark Out!

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