True feelings are expressed not just with words, but with actions, and true love is expressed by taking action when words are not enough~
=A Royal Desire=
= (Human) Ryan / (Pokemon) Elizabeth =
*Narrator*
[In the Kalos region there are many high class families that take extreme pride in their wealth and status. These families often indulge in their wishes to have only the finest of anything, whether they be furniture, tutors, statues, food, or even Pokemon. For one particular family, only the finest would do to represent their family, that at one time had close ties to the king of Kalos. This finest example of all Pokemon, was the Serperior family.]
[Yet while this wealthy family rose from its humble roots as servants to the king, others are not as fortunate as they are 'servants' to this and other families. But while the family believes that only the finest will do for their beloved family 'pet', for the Serperior, the finest of a comfortable lifestyle is not nearly close enough.]
(Elizabeth's PoV)
She stared with her eyes as she watched her 'owner' pet her silky skin, detesting his touch with every second, but enduring it because she knew he'd soon be out of her eyesight. Her owner wore an expensive Mareep wool suit, designer pants made of Mareep wool, pitch black shoes with the leather shined to a spot, and an overly priced hat that served no real purpose other than to be there to compliment his clothes.
"Alright my lovely, daddy will be back in a week!" He said with that pompous attitude of one who thought he was better. "You be a darling and be safe now, this business trip will only last a short time, then I'll be back with even more lovely ornaments to decorate your room!"
*Whatever, just go already!* She thought bitterly, but pretended to smile and nod in understanding. *Leave me alone with 'him' you ignoramus!*
She couldn't take him touching her, and she wanted to smack him senseless just so she could end this pointlessly one sided conversation. But she endured it because once he had gone, she would be free to spend time with the one she truly wanted to be with.
In all honesty, she absolutely towered over her owner, at full length she was over ten feet long, while he only stood maybe five feet three. But she remained curled up to give herself the impression of being submissive and subservient to this wealthy human, yet inside she resented the mere thought of ever listening to him. However she endured, because of one single reason that continued to make this over pampered lifestyle worth it. That reason being that once her snobby rich owner left, she would finally be free to do what she really wanted.
"Well my darling, I'm off now, take care of yourself!" He said at long last, picking up his overpriced suitcase and leaving. "I'll make sure that the gardener feeds you and takes good care of you as usual. I'm sorry about the maids and butlers not being able to stay with you, but I need their help with these business trips. You know how it is, yachts don't take care of themselves, yet anyway!" He laughed as he closed the door behind him.
"Ugh… finally!" She whispered as she rubbed the spot on her neck with her tail, feeling filthy despite the fact that her owner used gloves. "Now… I just have to wait for Ryan."
Thinking of Ryan the gardener as well as her caretaker when her owner was away on his business trips, made her giggle with excitement. She couldn't wait until her owner was away from the estate, once he was out of her way, it would but just the two of them again.
"I wonder who he brought this time." She thought as she slithered around her room, waiting patiently for her Ryan to come for her. "Maybe a Charizard, or perhaps a Durant? Oh, maybe he brought a Talonflame or even a Roserade!"
Normally her 'owner', oh how she hated that word, forbade any Pokemom battles on his lovely estate, for fear that they might damage his expensive home, or Arceus forbid scratch his living trophy, 'her'.
She absolutely despised how he treated her as she looked around her room, disgusted now by the lavish treatment that she once thought was all she ever wanted in life. Her room was painted with ivory green and golden yellow paint, had a crystal chandelier hanging high above her to cascade beautiful lights during the day, there were soft cushions and pillows littering the floor, and she even had a full sized table complete with sterling silver dining utensils with symbols like her own that covered her body. The room even had its own walk in closet for clothes she never even wore, an exercise room filled with treadmills that she couldn't use, and a bathroom filled with spotless porcelain baths!
All in all, it was a room fit for royalty, and she absolutely despised it with every scale on her body.
When she first lived here as a Snivy, she was amazed that she was being given this treatment, and relished in her lifestyle, believing she was royalty. But after three years when she became a Servine, she found herself bored with it, and longed for something more in her life. Any excitement was welcomed, heck she even broke the chandelier twice just so something cool happened, although it was replaced the next day each time and the worker who installed the previous one often sued for 'faulty installation of equipment'.
Then one day, while her owner was away, she managed to sneak out of her room and found two of the maids taking time off to watch television, and what she saw amazed her. They were watching a Pokemon battle, she was enamored with the concept that Pokemon like herself battled for sport, fame, fortune, and glory alongside their trainers. She instantly wanted to try it, but when she tried fighting a couple of stray Pidgey that landed in the garden, her 'owner' pulled her away, for fear that she might 'hurt herself', and instantly shooed away the birds. From then on, she began to resent her life with him, but everything changed when he hired a new gardener after the previous one retired.
*Knock*
"Hello, Elizabeth, I'm coming in now." A voice called through the door, making her excited as it opened up to reveal her Ryan.
"Ryan!" She called out, snaking her way over to him and tackling him to the floor. "Finally, I've been dying of boredom in here!"
"Alright, alright, haha!" He said as she curled around him gently, giving him her version of a hug. "I get it, you're happy to see me." He managed to gently coax her off of him, but it was tough because she just wanted to stay curled around him. "Alright, Master Jenson is gone with the others now. So it's now just the two of us."
"Good, I can't stand that moron!" She hissed happily, smiling at him, but of course though what she said was plain as day to her, to him all he heard was, "Ser, Serperior serp!"
This was the reason she endured that human, this was the reason she pretended to be happy with her owner. The gardener, Ryan, a servant to the estate and caretaker of the garden paths.
When he was first hired, she didn't think much of him, but after her owner left him and her alone, trusting him to take care of his prized Serperior, her attitude changed toward him entirely, especially after she realized he was a part time battler. True he only did it for the fun and for sport, as well as for the Pokemon who did enjoy the spirit of the competition, but she was amazed that her owner had hired a battler to garden.
She remembered her first day alone with him, she was watching him through her window, bored as always, watching him tend to the gardens. Then after an hour, when she decided to take a bath, she began hearing noises outside, and went back to find the gardener, and two Pokemon, a Chikorita and a Bulbasaur, battling. What was even stranger was that they were obeying 'his' commands.
She watched it with amazement, as well as longing, wishing she were down there battling as well. Apparently he had seen her, and noticed her look of longing as she watched them battle, for mere fun. Then he took pity on her and let her out into the garden with them so that she could join in the battle.
Though she was far stronger than those two little starters, his own personal Pokemon as well as helpers, she had more fun and excitement in that play battle than she had her whole life. The thrill of the fight, the excitement of what moves they'd use, the strategies they employed, it was a rush she had never had before. Since then, she found herself waiting every day for her owner to leave, so that it would be the two of them again, when they could battle again and have fun that she would never have been allowed.
"Alright Elizabeth, I wish I had some stronger Pokemon today, but my friend says he needs all of his competitive battlers for a tournament coming up." He said as they left her room and pulled out two Pokeballs. "So I'm afraid all I've got are Chica and Bulba, I hope you don't mind."
"Oh of course not, I love battling no matter who my opponent!" She said to him.
Once they were out in the garden, he took some of his gardening equipment and positioned it near the petunias and rose bushes. Then he took his Pokeballs and opened them up, releasing the two starters Bulba and Chica.
She looked down at the two small Pokemon, and they looked up at her with a mixture of admiration and respect. "Hi there!" Chica said with a smile.
"Hello Chica, hello Bulba." She said back. "Are you two ready to lose today?"
"Hah, as if, we'll cream you this time!" Bulba said proudly.
"Alright you three, enough of that for now!" Ryan said, getting all of their attention as he grabbed scissors. "First thing's first, I need to finish weeding, once that's done we can have some fun battling!"
With that he began to weed the flowers, leaving her and the two starters to do whatever they wanted, but they each grabbed some of his tools and began helping him out.
Now one would wonder why she, a high class Pokemon, would go so low as to help a mere gardener when he was technically 'her' servant as well as her 'owner's'. The truth, it would surprise some, as she eyed him with a caring smile, was that she admired him deeply. This was why she was slithering around in the dirt and grass, helping him weed and tidy the garden up like a common grass type, because she respected and admired him far above what she put her owner's standing at. Like the butlers and maids who tended to her each day, he was a hard working human, unlike her owner who merely inherited his fortune and kept it thanks to his fancy education.
True, Ryan did not go to college, whereas her owner went for three degrees in business, but he was kind and very intelligent for his standing. She didn't know where he lived, but she knew he worked here on the estate from morning till midafternoon, during which she would watch him every minute as he tended to the garden with careful hands.
She deeply admired him, after him serving and working there for over five years, she truly admired him. In fact, as she blushed slightly and began to pick up her pace with weeding, being careful not to damage the rose bushes, she more than admired him. She had developed quite the crush on him, and this was no small joke, this wasn't just your atypical female Pokemon falls in love with hard working human male, or male Pokemon falling in love with fragile but very strong female human.
No, her feelings for Ryan had a far deeper meaning, simply because of who she is and what she represents.
For a Serperior, a species that takes great pride in being of the highest nobility, that a mere glare from a Serperior could freeze any opponent in their track, it meant a huge thing for them to be romantically interested in anyone. It means that whoever they chose to love, would be elevated higher among the Pokemon world than any other, practically making them royalty.
"Hey, Elizabeth." Bulba said as he walked over to her, using his vines to hold a back where they were putting the weeds they cut away. "What's up, you look distracted today?"
She glanced down at the bulbasaur as she cut away more weeds. "Just… thinking is all." She replied.
"Thinking about Ryaaaaan!" Chica giggled as she tossed in more weeds to the bag.
"Silence!" She hissed, glaring down at the two of them and scaring them instantly into being quiet. "I'm sorry, it's just… difficult for me." She said apologetically. "To be so close to him, and yet be unable to show true affection, outside of the small examples I do for him."
"Told you she had a crush on him!" Chica giggled to Bulba as they got over her glare.
"Yea, I hear ya." Bulba replied as they walked away with the bag.
She sighed again as she watched them go to leave her alone, then she turned and stared again at Ryan as he wiped his forehead and picked up Chica and Bulba when they walked over to him. She wished deep down that she were 'his' Pokemon as well, being owned by a lower member of society seemed so much better than this lavished lifestyle she was used to.
*They get to enter battles, compete for fun, get dirty in the ground and have fun at the same time while being serious.* She thought as Chica began tickling him with her vines. *And what do I do… sit in my room, get pampered like a queen, and stare out the window when I'm bored.*
They continued to weed the garden, and soon enough they were all finished. So while he, Bulba and Chica rested after all the work to keep the massive garden prim and nice, she slithered off into the estate and back into her room. Then she slid over to the wall where her owner's vault was, which stored all of his money.
"Hmpf, the arrogance." She thought as she slid the portrait of her, well painted yet but still disgusting to her because of how much he spent on it, and moved it aside to reveal the vault door. "He thinks that because I am a powerful and noble Pokemon, that keeping this vault here would keep his fortune safe."
It helped that he thought she was illiterate, as she had often spied on him opening and closing it, making sure to memorize the combination each time. She used her vines to turn the dial on the vault door to the correct sequence, and then opened the vault to reveal a huge pile of gold, diamonds, and of course money. Once the door was opened, she pulled out a small amount, not enough to be noticed, but enough for her wishes, and closed the door again, spinning the dial and replacing her portrait to cover it up. Then she slithered into her owner's workplace upstairs and pulled an envelope out, put the money inside, and sealed it with a stamp bearing his family crest.
She knew money was important, and while she suspected that her owner did not pay Ryan or any of the other servants he employs nearly enough for what they do, she was more than willing to give him a 'bonus' every time he left them alone. *Besides…* She thought happily as she put the envelope in a box with his name and slithered out back to the garden again. *He deserves it, and my owner… ugh… won't miss a few hundred bills here and there.*
As she exited the estate, she looked out and saw the most shocking thing. Her owner was out in the back garden, and he was looking exceptionally furious at her gardener. She could see and hear him yelling at the gardener, but all she was concerned about was why he was here, she thought he had left for a business trip. Behind him were the maids and butlers that were supposed to be with him on his trip, all simply staring silently at the scene before them.
Concerned for her preferred human, she slithered closer to hear the conversation.
"I can't believe I ever trusted you, you scoundrel, you swindler!" Jenson yelled angrily at him, making Ryan cower slightly as he flinched at every other word. "I've been trying to find out where that money has been disappearing, every time I leave, money 'mysteriously' vanishes from my vault! I can't believe I ever 'once' believed you were an honest man! You're nothing more than a thief!"
"But, sir… I've done nothing of the sort!" Ryan said feebly while Chica and Bulba cowered behind their trainer.
"Don't even think of trying to lie to me!" Jenson spat. "I've paid for some of the best investigators around, and they tracked my money ending up in 'YOUR' bank account! And it just so happens that, every time it happens, I just so happen to be away on an extended business trip."
"But… you gave me that money sir!" Ryan tried to argue back, but his voice merely sounded like a frightened Skitty before a growling Pyroar. "You leave me an envelope with the bonus each time, it has your family crest stamped on it always! I thought you were just giving me a small bonus each time for a good job!"
"A bonus, you really expect me to believe that I'd give a 'commoner' like yourself, a bonus?" He yelled angrily, now going as far as to shake his clenched fist at Ryan, who flinched back when he did out of fear. "You do nothing more than tend to my garden, and keep an eye on my prized Serperior! You think 'that' warrants a 'bonus'?"
Elizabeth had seen enough, she slithered over to the group and stared at them all, believing that her presence would stop her pathetic owner from any further hostility toward her Ryan.
Unfortunately it had the reverse effect, as he became even angrier at Ryan upon seeing her. "AND YOU DON'T EVEN DO THAT GOOD ENOUGH!" He screamed angrily at Ryan, who was now cowering at Jenson's words. "What is my prized, my beloved Serperior doing out of her room, where she could get dirty or hurt!"
"I just… let her out for fresh air!" Ryan whimpered. "Serperiors need fresh air once in a while, or else they…"
"Are you a Professor now all of a sudden?" He spat. "Did you get a degree that I was not aware of? No, you're a gardener, what do you know about Pokemon like my precious Elizabeth!" He turned to his maids and butlers and said, rather sweetly. "Servants, please take my sweety back to her room, she doesn't need to see any of this."
"You fool, I am not your 'sweety'!" She yelled as the butlers gently, but forcibly, began pulling her back away. "Unhand me, you don't understand, it wasn't his fault, I'm the one who did it!"
Unfortunately because her 'owner' was a human, all he heard was her species' language, and so misinterpreted that she was yelling about Ryan and not defending him. "It's alright my darling, don't worry your pretty little head about anything." Jenson said warmly, smiling and waving at her as if nothing were wrong. "I'll take care of everything, daddy will fix everything!"
"No, you don't get it!" She screamed, trying to turn her head without hurting the servants. "Let me go, what are you going to do to him?" She gave one final desperate jerk and managed to turn her head enough to bring her Ryan into vision, but by now she was almost inside the estate. "Ryaaaaaaaaan!"
(Ryan's PoV, many hours later)
Ryan stared at the estate from outside of the main gate, holding everything he ever owned in his hands, a few gardening tools that he purchased for himself that the estate didn't provide him for his job, and of course his two Pokemon Chica and Bulba on either side of him. He sighed sadly as he turned and began heading back home to Camphrier Town.
He was sacked, in one day, he was sacked without pay. Mr. Jenson refused to pay him on the basis that he swindled money from him for over five years. "But I didn't do anything wrong." He whispered sadly as he and his two companions walked back the lonely trail with him as sundown approached.
It would be a long three hours before he saw home again, Mr. Jenson refused to let him get any transportation back to his hometown.
"Bulbaaa…" Bulba said sadly as they walked on down the road.
"I know Bulba… my feet are going to hurt as well." He whispered to his friend. "I wish we didn't have to walk… well at least you guys don't have to walk if you want. I can put you guys in your Pokeballs if you get tired."
"Chiko Chiko!" Chica said with a sad smile, telling him she doesn't mind walking.
"I guess if I have to suffer you'll suffer with me huh?" He asked them with a chuckle, and they nodded. "Thanks guys… it means a lot really."
He once more looked back at the estate they were leaving, despite how mean Mr. Jenson was, he had loved working there as the gardener. Since he was hired there at the age of twenty two, he had worked there for five years, and they had been the best years of his life. First he got to tend to plants, one of his high school passions. Second, he got to meet and take care of one of the proudest Pokemon he had ever known to exist, a Serperior.
And not just 'any' Serperior, a female Serperior, they were exceptionally rare, to even see one was a blessing. He just wished poor Elizabeth was treated better there, he could tell she didn't like being cooped up and pampered in her room. She wanted to be outside, in the fresh air, in the heat of a Pokemon battle, fighting for pride and glory.
"Well, I hope Elizabeth will be fine without me there." He said, turning back to looking forward. "I just wish I knew who it was that slipped me those bonuses… if Mr. Jenson didn't give them to me, then who was it?"
"Bulbasaur?" Bulba asked in confusion.
"I don't think Elizabeth would do that, sure she liked me, but even she wouldn't just steal from her owner like that." He said with a sigh. "You think maybe one of the maids or butlers set me up?"
"Chiko…" Chica said with a shake of her head.
"Yea I thought so too." He sighed. "Well… either way, it doesn't matter now, what's done is done. I'm going to miss that place though, tending to those gardens, the smell of fresh air and all those flowers in full bloom. But I'll especially miss seeing Elizabeth, she was something amazing I tell you."
"Bulba…" Bulba said with a chuckle.
"Chikooo…" Chica giggled now, and both grinned and began laughing now.
"What's so funny you two?" He said with a smile.
They merely laughed while continuing to walk, with Ryan wondering where he was going to work now, seeing as his best source of income was now gone.
(Elizabeth's PoV)
She stared sadly out at the garden from her room, once more stuck inside her prison that was her pampered lifestyle. She had tried to slither out of her room to go to Ryan's defense, but the servants closed the door and locked it so she couldn't escape 'by accident'. So now she sat there, curled up in sorrow that she had gotten her Ryan into trouble.
She figured that if she limited her stealing of money to a few hundred each time, her pathetic human owner wouldn't notice, but apparently he was just as greedy and stingy with his money as he was willing to spend it on 'her' and himself.
*Oh Ryan… forgive me…* She thought sadly, hoping she didn't get him into too much trouble with her generosity. *I just wanted to thank you for all you've done for me.*
She had screwed up big time it seems, she had been so happy with Ryan that she completely forgot about what she was doing. True she had miscalculated her owner's interests in his money, but she also figured he wouldn't be so picky about a few hundred each month. He makes more in a month than he pays Ryan in a year. What she gave her preferred human was pocket change compared to what Jenson has stored in that vault.
She heard the door creak open and half expected to see Ryan, perhaps unhappy but at least paying her a short visit, but no it was her owner, Mr. Jenson. Only she looked confused at him, he had some kind of… earpiece, something on his ears.
"I'm so sorry about what happened earlier, I didn't know that Ryan was a thief!" He said politely. "But you can be rest assured he will no longer trouble us, I've had him fired from the estate. To make up for earlier, I went and ordered this little number today my lovely!" He said, pointing eagerly at the earpiece. "It's the latest in Sycamore Tech, the latest in Pokemon speech translation."
All she heard was pointless words coming from his mouth, everything just shattered around her as she heard the only words that reached her ears. Her Ryan was fired, he had fired the only human that made her life in this, prison, bearable. *No… my Ryan… what have I done?* She thought as she went wide eyed.
"Well… what do you think, go ahead and say it." Her owner said, clearly not noticing how speechless she was. "Go ahead and say whatever you want to say, I can understand you now! Isn't that the most wonderful thing?"
"You… why…" She whispered as she began to get teary eyed. "Why… why did you fire him?"
"Why, because he was stealing from us." He said in confusion. "He was a thief, besides he was just a gardener, there's plenty more where he came from, I can hire another gardener easily."
"But they won't be him…" She moaned sadly. "Why did you do that, he was innocent!"
"Innocent… what are you…?" He started saying but she glared at him furiously and froze him in place.
"Innocent you pompous… over egotistical, moron!" She growled. "He never stole anything from you, not a single thing! I was the one who kept giving him money, I was the one who kept slipping money into his pay box each time you left. I was just expressing the only gratitude I could give to him, for making my life in this… this… hell hole bearable!"
"Hell… hell hole?" He said, a look of astonishment on his face. "But my lovely Elizabeth… I did everything to give you a wonderful lifestyle. Everything you could ever have wanted I did for you."
"Oh yes you did, but you smothered me so much that I hated it!" She hissed furiously, no longer able to contain the hatred bottled up inside of her, now that the only thing keeping it controlled was ripped away from her. "Look at me, I'm a Serperior, a grass type species, we love fresh air and grassy locations. We eat berries and absorb sunlight for nourishment, we bathe in water once every so often when we need to clean our bodies, and we exercise by roaming around on dirt and grass!" She slithered closer to him, rising to a height much higher than her former owner could achieve to make herself more intimidating. "But what do you have me living in, a room where the only source of sunlight is a glorified window, an expensive bathtub I don't use because I'm so clean, an exercise room that I can't use because I have no legs or arms, and you even put a stupid closet for outfits that I NEVER WEAR! I don't even eat with spoons, knives, forks, none of that, but you force it on me ANYWAY!"
Oh how she was savoring the look of fear as he coward at her anger, she was glaring at him with the ferocity that he had demonstrated against her poor Ryan. Her once pompous, proud, overly prideful owner was now cowering at her without any effort on her part.
"I was so bored, so tired, so frustrated with being your 'trophy', that I was on my last threads of sanity. But then you did the most wonderful thing for me that you could ever have done, you hired Ryan, the most amazing human in this estate!" She growled as she inched her face to his now, glaring all the while. "He understood me, he understood my species more than you ever did. He saw how lonely I was, how much I longed to be outside, demonstrating my powers in battle before a worthy adversary! He made me feel alive, he made me feel like living again, and every time you went on your business trips I was excited, because each time you left I could be who I really was! Not your pampered living trophy for you and your friends to admire while drinking wine, but a true Serperior, strong in my power and prideful in my name!"
She continued to glare at him, paralyzing her former owner to the bone so he couldn't move an inch out of fear. Then she smiled as she realized something important, she no longer has a reason to remain here with him anymore. "I'm tired of this estate, I'm leaving!" She said before slithering over to the portrait of herself and ripping it down with her vines. "And just so you know that it was indeed 'me' who kept stealing, pocket change, from you!" She turned the knob of the vault to the correct sequence and opened the vault in perfect view of him, and then fished out a small wad of cash for herself, leaving the substantially large pile virtually untouched. "I'm sure you won't mind if I take a bit of money for myself to live off of for the rest of my life, after all, you make 'this' much in a month. Find yourself a new trophy Pokemon because I am not living under this, wretched place another minute without my Ryan. And don't' even THINK of trying to pretend that I am being coerced or tricked, because everything I say is what I've wanted to say for over six years!"
Then she smirked as she remembered he had something else of great value, which could be even more valuable to someone else. She slithered back over to him with her glare and grin in place. "And I have 'you' to thank for this, because you have such an expensive translator, that translates everything I'm saying perfectly… so you can't even pretend I'm lying to you." She said as she had her vines wrap around the headpiece. "Since you won't be having a Pokemon to talk to, you don't need these, and I'm sure you can buy another set if you want. Thank you."
She slipped the headpiece off and slithered out her door, leaving her former owner paralyzed and now locked inside of the same comfortable prison that she was forced to endure for years. As she began leaving the estate, she smiled happily upon approaching the front gate. True she had paralyzed him severely with her glare, but she had made sure he'd be able to move, 'eventually'.
=Several hours later in Camphrier Town=
Elizabeth slithered to the small house, having spent the last few hours asking the humans in town for directions to Ryan's home. It took her a while to ask, and some careful spending to keep anyone quiet about why she was asking, but eventually she found her Ryan's home.
Turns out he lived in quiet the cozy home from the outside, but it was just one of many similarly built homes in the town.
"Well, time to go say hello to my new 'owner'." She giggled to herself, before moving to the front door and tapping the doorbell.
(Ryan's and Elizabeth's PoV)
"Well… hopefully my old friend at the flower shop can hire me." He told himself as he finished making his bed.
His two Pokemon were in their Pokeballs to sleep for the night, and they sat on the nearby table waiting to be called out whenever he needed them.
*Bring*
"Ugh, who's at the door this late at night?" He asked himself as he walked away from hid bed and to the front door.
He walked over to the front door and opened it, and was shocked to see Elizabeth in front of his door.
"Elizabeth?" He said in amazement as he stared at the Serperior smiling at him.
"Serperior." She said with a nod.
"What the, what are you doing here?" He asked her.
In response she held out an expensive earpiece for him to take, and he recognized it as one of those fancy new translators that were way out of his budget range, or else he'd have one so he could talk to Bulba and Chica properly, without having to guess what they were saying to him.
"Is that for me?" He asked her, to which she nodded and he took it. "Alright, I guess I'll be getting my answers soon." He whispered as he strapped it to his ear. "So Elizabeth, why are you here at this night? In fact why are you out away from Mr. Jenson's estate?"
"Before I answer any of those, can you understand me Ryan?" She said politely.
"Yea, I can understand you perfectly." He replied.
"Good, now before I answer anything, would you be a dear and let me inside?" She said with a faint blush. "It is rather… cold out here." He nodded and stepped aside to let her inside, and while he closed and locked the door she looked around. "Hmm, what a humble home you have here. Quite cozy now that I see it for the first time."
"Yes, but why are you here Elizabeth?" He asked as he went to the phone. "I better call Mr. Jenson and tell him you're here, he must be worried sick about you."
"NO!" She yelled, before her expression softened. "No… I mean… that's why I came here Ryan… to get away from that estate!" She said sadly. "You have no idea how much I resented living there Ryan, to you it looked wonderful and I had the best lifestyle imaginable, but to me it was a prison! I could do nothing I wanted unless it was just you and me there, the rest of the time I was stuck in that room and merely lived like some kind of trophy for that pompous jerk's enjoyment."
He simply stared at her as she explained why she was there, and then put the phone down before beckoning her to his bedroom so they could talk. "Alright Elizabeth, let's start from the beginning, because I am confused." He said.
So for the next half hour Elizabeth explained, how she thought her life was nice at first, but as years passed she grew bored and tired of it. Then she talked about how she first saw battles and wanted to try them herself, but Jenson wouldn't let her, for fear that she might get hurt. Then she talked about how she resented inactivity and her lavished lifestyle that she purposefully destroyed her room sometimes just so something happened.
Then she got to the part where he came into her life, and how he helped made her life there bearable, simply because he let her out and gave her the chance to fight true battles. She told him how she was the one really slipping money to him, as the only way to thank him for all he did for her.
"I'm sorry I got you fired Ryan, I didn't think he'd realize I was slipping you money, he makes so much and has so much that what I gave you was pocket change each time." She said sadly. "I tried to defend you, but he didn't care or even realize I was speaking in your defense. When he told me he fired you, called you a thief, it was the last straw for me, and I couldn't take living there anymore. So I left, and I took a few things with me."
"Well that explains the money and this headpiece." He said, eyeing the money she had left on his counter. "But why come to me, I mean, you're free now, so why come here when you could go anywhere?"
At that question, she grinned slyly as she leaned closer to him. "Because I wanted to be with you Ryan." She hissed.
"Uh…" He whispered as she began coiling around him
"You gave me a life Ryan outside of that prison, for a few days a month I was free with you." She said as she tucked her head under his chin and nuzzled him affectionately. "You have no idea how happy I was with you, and over the years as we spent time with each other… you showed me how strong you were. And my species… admires strength, to the point where I've come to deeply care about you." She continued to coil around him, not tightly but enough so that her intentions were quite clear. "Ryan… my species don't choose just anyone when it comes to matters of romance. We take great care and pride in who we select, and that means whoever we love is the one we consider of the highest quality, fit only for us…"
She moved her head now so that she and he were looking at eye levels, and she slowly edged him onto his back while still coiling around him. "Elizabeth?" He asked, but now with a prominent blush on his face.
"Tell me Ryan… what do you think of me?" She said with a frown, now feeling a bit of nervousness herself because she had never thought about he felt about her before now. "You can tell me what you think, honestly… I know this is sudden but… I truly feel this way about you Ryan. I'm offering myself to you if… you'll take me… but only if you really care about me."
Ryan simply looked at the Serperior that had now coiled herself completely around him, and simply tried to make sense of everything she was telling him. She had feelings toward him? This noble Pokemon that lived the life of luxury, which he wished he had even a fraction of, had a huge crush on him? Not only that but she went out of her way to show her affection by stealing from her former owner, then running away from the life she knew just to be with him?
"Well… I'm honestly touched that you would feel this way about me." He said quietly. "But why would you want me of all people… I don't exactly make much money, especially now that I've lost the best paying job I've ever had. You had everything and anything you could want before. Are you sure you want to be with me?"
She knew this was true, as she glanced around at his small but humble home. He seemed to have a decent living space, but it was obvious he didn't have enough to feed someone of her size, two small two foot tall grass types that eat mostly berries is one thing, but a Serperior like herself? Still she was prepared for this drastic change in what she would need to do to be with him.
"I'm willing to adjust…" She replied with a pleading look. "Please take me in with you? I promise I'll do what I can to help around here. As long as I have you I don't need anything else." She whispered as she gave him the last sign of affection she could to show she meant what she said, she gave him a kiss on his lips.
For several minutes they just sat there in bed, her lips pressed against his and him unwilling to pull away or push her away. Then slowly he wrapped his arms around her serpentine body and held her closer.
She took this as his acceptance and pulled away with a prominent blush. "I promise… you don't have to treat me like Mr. Jenson treated me, buying me expensive items and whatnot. I don't need fancy silverware or a massive garden, maids and butlers at my beck and call, expensive food or lavished bedroom, none of that is what I want now." She replied as she finally submitted to Ryan, giving up her status as being higher than him as she put her head under his chin and cooed. "All I want… is you. As long as I have you… I'm happy."
"If that's what you want… then welcome to my home Elizabeth." He said as he stroked her head.
"Thank you… and now that I'm going to be living here… may I offer you something, as proof that I truly mean what I say?" She said with a smile.
"You really don't have to…" He said, but she shook her head and stared at him.
"I must… please… my species' honor demands that I prove my feelings to you." She said, her instincts driving her to this decision.
What many don't know about Serperior is that they are a male dominant species, and because of how few females there are any female Serperior is driven instinctively to find a worthy male. When they find one, they perform a mating ritual in which they lower their own status to below their chosen male. It was very important to her, or else others around her will not see that she has risen his status higher in Pokemon society.
So, with a final moment of silence, Ryan nodded and told her, "Alright… if you have to."
She smiled and kissed him again before gently coiling around him just a little tighter. She had to be careful not to hurt him when mating, because unlike a male Serperior, she could easily crush him if not careful. "I… promise you… it will… be worth it." She moaned each time she paused to breath. "Now… please… start removing your clothes my love… I want to see all of you, as you see all of me."
He nodded and started fumbling in removing what he was wearing, Elizabeth uncoiling so he could remove them properly. Once he had removed everything, she stared at the amount of muscles he had, no doubt acquired from years of trimming hedges, mowing the lawn, and tending to the massive garden at her former home. But what she eyed most of all, was his member, which though stood flaccid, she knew would stand five inches at least.
"You are healthy and strong… a perfect male for me." She hissed as she leaned closer to his member. "May I begin beloved?"
Ryan nodded and watched as she bent closer to his member, before opening her mouth and engulfing it in her maw, causing him to moan at the contact. Her mouth was like heaven around him, and her tongue's movement, though random because of her inexperience, felt amazing to him.
Meanwhile Elizabeth was enjoying the taste of her human, having never done this before she was simply doing what she figured humans would enjoy. Apparently she guessed right that he would feel pleasure from this action, and hearing his moans pushed her forward to increasing her movements. His dick was slowly starting to get harder and longer inside of her mouth, and it had this rough, salty taste that she found exotic and enticing after years of five star cooking being served to her.
Without warning she felt one of Ryan's hands grab at her head, and though he didn't force her to, he began motioning her up and down on his member, making it go in and out of her mouth.
"Mmmph!" She moaned each time it touched the back of her mouth, still wrapping and licking at it with her tongue.
They went at it like this for several minutes before he tensed up, and she felt his dick beginning to pulse slightly in her mouth. Not knowing what was happening she stopped as well and felt something hot and sticky coating and filling her mouth up. She took a lick with her tongue and found whatever it was salty, but sweet, and liking its flavor began gulping it up as more shot out of his dick.
Finally his dick had expended the liquid it shot out, but still stood hard and ready as she licked at it, hoping to get more out. Then she pulled away and grinned at him. "Was that… what I think it was?" She asked, wanting to be sure if what she swallowed was indeed what it seemed like.
"Yea… sorry." He whispered in between heavy breathing. "I came before I could warn you. I didn't mean to do it inside your mouth without your permission."
"You gave me your seed… I'm happy for it." She replied before slithering onto the bed and grinning at him. "But now my love… is time for the main event." She pulled her tail end of her body up and looked at a slit near the base where her tail met her stomach, which had become puffy and wet with her arousal. "Do you see this my love… this virgin flower is all yours. My owner prided that he paid sixty million for my egg, and you get deflower me… for free."
"I'm… speechless." He said as she coiled around him so that her sex lined up with his member, while her head stayed on eye level with him.
"I bet you are… now my former gardener… I will let you take my flower, go ahead… take it, it is yours." She sad sultry, rubbing her entrance against his dick, feeling the tingling of it pressing against her.
Wanting to get a better angle, and knowing that she was going to give him the honor, he rolled them over so that he was on top of her. Once she nodded and declared she was ready, he began pressing into her passage.
It was so warm inside of her, and even though it was evident that she could take much bigger, her passage tightened around its new arrival. With each inch he felt like his dick was being wrapped in a warm, wet linen cloth. Then he felt a fleshy barrier as he almost hilted, and once more Elizabeth nodded, giving him her consent. So giving her one more kiss to distract her from the eventual pain, he thrust the last few inches of his member and hilted inside, breaking her virgin barrier.
Elizabeth felt like she had been jabbed by a razor hot poker, but she endured it because this was what she wanted. "Well… done… gardener…" She whispered as she clenched her teeth. "Now… that you've… broken my virgin… soil… now start plowing it."
He nodded and after a brief moment, began to thrust in and out of her, all the while staring at her eyes as they stared into his. She was exceptionally tight with each thrust he did, and she made it all the better by coiling tightly around him. Elizabeth meanwhile was starting to feel less pain and more pleasure by the minute. Soon she was submitting to her male's dominance by letting him do with her as he wished, holding her head and kissing her mouth, without putting up any resistance.
"Mhmmph!" She moaned as their tongues wrapped around each other and danced, while still he thrusted in and out of her, eventually beginning to pick up speed.
He let her mouth go and gripped her tightly, pulling her onto his dick each time he thrusted out and back in, groaning with effort each time. "Elizabeth, it feels so good!" He said as he looked at her.
"Yes… it does!" She yelled. "Harder… push harder… I'm nearly there!"
He heeded her request and began slamming into her, with her now matching his thrusts with her own, increasing the pleasure that they both felt. Then she began feeling his dick pulsing once more, and they both stopped to yell in ecstasy as he came once more inside of her without a warning.
They held their pose for a full minute before he finally stopped and collapsed on the bed with her, both gasping in tiredness.
"I'm sorry… again." He said with a chuckle.
"I'm yours now… don't be sorry." She replied, giving him a lick as she took a submissive position next to him. "Try not to break that thing now… it's the only way I can talk to you normally."
"I won't… I promise." He said, before pulling the blankets over them and drifting off to sleep.
=Three weeks later=
(Elizabeth's PoV)
"So that's why Garchomp is so powerful, hmm, can't wait to challenge one." She whispered as she laid curled up in the living room, reading a competitive Pokemon battling magazine.
It had been a few weeks since she arrived, and after some introductions, confessions, and celebrations, she was a new member of the family for Ryan's house.
She was proud of her Ryan, he had a new job now working at his friend's flower shop, running it whenever he went out for competitions. It paid enough for them to get by, but they were also waiting on their competitive license so that she and Ryan could battle as well. Currently he was working there with his two starters, Bulba and Chica, both of whom enjoyed working the flower shop with him.
While he enjoyed battling, they all knew that he was a gardener first, and his passion always was in working flowers, tending to grass, and working with plants in general.
However, while Ryan was waiting for a license so he and she could battle, she was waiting for something else, and for another reason entirely.
"Can't wait to get out there and battle." She said as she put the magazine away and stared happily at her enlarged abdomen region. "I wonder what daddy will say when we tell him the news, hmm, my little egg?"
Elizabeth had kept it secret for a full week, wanting to be one hundred percent sure, but today she confirmed without a doubt, that the egg was real and that there was only one possible father. "My gardener broke my virgin soil, plowed up my field… and planted his seed." She thought warmly as she nuzzled the egg, eagerly awaiting when it would come out. "Once a gardener… always a gardener."