Sewed Up and Sincerely Yours

by Cosmic Sky

Outside of battling, there hadn't been a lot Red could say he gave his heart to. All that changed in Alola when he decided to give it to Lorelei. It was a decision he hadn't regretted in the slightest. Doing so had opened Red up to different things, including trying his hand at something other than battling. For her, it was worth, and for Lorelei it meant something truly precious.

Hey, everyone. Welcome to another one of my Pokémon Lemon stories, and a sequel story at that. This one was bouncing around in my head for a little while then got kicked into motion were a few guest reviews praising "Heat Up" and asking for a sequel. Well, here it is, almost six years later. I'll admit Red/Lorelei is an unexpected favorite couple of mine. Seemingly dead opposites, but actually having a few things in common. I've always found Lorelei's character somewhat underused, so this story's going to take a crack at remedying that. It'll include a few headcanons born from pieced together information and my own personal theories and ideas. I hope you all enjoy the story!

I do not own anything.

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Sewed Up and Sincerely Yours

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"You're going to go see Lorelei, aren't you?"

Red sighed and looked at his two best friends with slight annoyance. Their ear-to-ear grins only made him sigh even more. "Guys, if you knew that, why did you even ask? Seriously, don't tell me you were thinking you could catch me off guard or something."

"Hey, we've done it before, and you look sooo cute when you're gushing about your hotter, older girlfriend." Leaf's brow knitted at his wording, but she kept on snickering. Red sorely wished this was one of those times she physically shut him up for their joint sakes. "So, anything new happening?"

Red immediately glared daggers at him. Leaf's grin continued undeterred, as was Blue's. Really, they were two peas in a pod, or rather, two Fearows that had no trouble teaming up on the helpless Caterpie that was him.

He sighed, but behind it, he felt joy at the pair's joking. Red knew they meant it in a good way, not to mention it was more an act of relief on their part than anything. For years, they'd been worried about him and his stunted social growth, not the only ones, but two of the most prominent given they were his best friends. As such, they also had something to say about the fact that not only had he come out of his shell, he'd finally gotten involved in a relationship. And given who said relationship was with, of course they'd done all they could to get their digs in. Even now, almost two years later, they were still doing it.

It's not like they were the only ones, though he preferred to deal with them due to their personal relationship. Naturally, the media still kept an eye on him. Remerging into the public eye came with its ups and downs. Red tried not to let that overwhelm him. Certainly not now as he readied himself for his match.

"Yes, I'm going to go see her. Just like I always do." It felt like it took ages to get such an obvious confession out of him. Leaf and Blue shared knowing grins with each other. Sighing, Red rested his cheek on his right hand. "Come on, guys, did you really need me to say it?" He turned his gaze to his old rival and best friend. "I'm not any different from you."

"Not too much, luckily for you." Condescended the male brunette. "We're just double-checking to make sure you haven't slipped back into your old ways. Part of our duties as your friends, and handlers."

"Pretty sure that's Lorelei's job since she's my girlfriend." Now his gaze turned to Leaf. Catching it, she let out a haughty chuckle; Blue's own smirk deemed. Red's lips twitched at the crack in his friend's bravado. "Trust me, now that I'm out, I'm…she's keeping me out here in the world."

"Ironic considering she retired to such a cozy little set of islands." Blue muttered.

That was the heart of the matter, not just for his friends but many. It was indeed ironic that despite returning to the world, he'd gotten together with a woman that'd somewhat retreated from it. Not as much as him though. That was an extra layer of irony to the fact that they seemingly had difference elements. She was ice and he was fire. Even now, despite his cool demeanor, Red felt that part of him stirring.

In just a few minutes he'd be him and Wallace, the current Hoenn League Champion. When Steve Stone stepped down, many had questioned if his teal-haired friend would be a worthy successor. Wallace had long since been the strongest Gym Leader in Hoenn, but was he good enough to be Champion? The absolutely staggering string of victories he'd racked up over the past several years were proof that those naysayers had been wrong. Wallace's abilities as a top Coordinator aided him in battle, especially in making them into shows. Red had no doubt that he'd be doing that tonight as their match ensued. It was something else that made him excited for their coming match.

"Hey, you wouldn't happen to be in the mood to dedicate this match to-"

"Blue," Leaf gently cut off. The gentle yet commanding tone in her voice caught not only his attention, but Red's as well. Knowing it, he looked up from the floor and found himself staring into her coppery-brown eyes. "You do wish she was here though, don't you?"

A light-hearted sigh, a laugh, and he admitted defeat. "Yeah, I do. I really, really do. Wallace is a trainer she's always looked up to, wanting to battle him herself. I want her to see me battling him and…" Heat swam within his cheeks, manifesting as a pink tinge he couldn't hide. "Wanting to show for your girlfriend, I never really got that into Lorelei and I got together."

"That's what being around people does for ya', Red. Sucks you had to wait this long to figure it out, but better late than never. Also better late than never you're thinking of something besides the battle." Blue's gaze, formerly on him shifted to their mutual female acquaintance. She returned his gaze, the intimate affection they'd accumulated on full display.

With Red caught in the middle. Chuckling, he voiced his thoughts, "Thank Arceus I've finally got a girlfriend otherwise this would have kept being awkward."

"Yeah, now all we have to do is make sure you're able to hold onto her. After all, you know there's going to be tons of fans watching this battle. Wallace's fans and yours." Blue quipped.

Red already knew that. He'd met a few dozen of them since he touched down in Hoenn. Having a fanbase had never been of interest to him, though it wasn't like he was dismissive of them either. He was always willing to battle them, and dish out advice when he could. "I won't disappoint them." Red simply declared with a confident smile.

Blue and Leaf exchanged smiles with one another. Their little pep talk seemed to be a success. A moment later it seemed to have done the trick in buying time until someone else could intervene to give Red the same. While his phone went off, Leaf stood up, her gaze never breaking with Blue's. Together, the two made for the door, only stopping, and turning back to face him once they were at the threshold. A wink and a thumbs up, then they were gone.

Alone, he answered the call, feeling an immediate rush of relief as he heard the voice on the other end. "Hey,"

"Getting those pre-battle jitters out of your system?" Cool as an ice cube, yet warm as rays of sunlight.

"You could say that. Leaf and Blue were doing their part." No need to tell her about how she'd been a part of that conversation, then again, she might have already known. She'd developed something of a relationship with both young trainers through him. "How are things on your end?"

"Well, the sting operation's all set up. The bait's been set and all that's left is to let the poachers wonder in and find out just because I've retired from the Elite Four doesn't mean I've lost my edge." That made Red chuckle. Lorelei seemed to enjoy baiting people into believing retirement had dulled her abilities as a battler. He could attest it hadn't, especially not with him around. She often joked she'd like to still be as hard as she currently was even when she was Agatha's age; her fellow retiree has proudly boasted even in one's senior years, they could still battle with the best of them, and better. "But enough about me, what about you? Finally facing Wallce after squaring off against Steve all those years ago."

Red remembered that, as did she. It'd been his and Steve's second match-their first had ended in his defeat. Hoenn's "Earth Master" lived up to his reputation, which Red sought to challenge. He wasn't proud of it, but the defeat very nearly tempted him to seclude himself in training again. Luckily, he didn't, but he still devoted a great deal of his time toward training. It paid off when he and Steve did have their rematch and he emerged victorious.

"You'll receive the same joy battling Wallace as you will me. Perhaps a bit more considering what a showman he is."

"I've never been one for all that flash, but I've…come to appreciate it."

"Then you'll certainly enjoy your battle with Wallace, when it comes."

Never had he imagined that battle would be one he'd want witnessed by another. Remembering his conversation with his two friends, he let his walls come down even further. "I wish you were here, Lorelei."

A short pause, but it was one in which he felt the dear yearning from the redhead on the other end. It was similar to his own.

"I wish I could be there too, Red. I would be if this wasn't-"

"I'm glad you're there though, Lorelei. You told me how important the Sevii Islands were to you, and I wouldn't pull you away from defending them just for me. It's a battle, they'll be plenty more." The unspoken truth was he was more concerned about her. She'd dealt with smugglers before, but Red couldn't help but feel a quiet, gnawing sense of concern for her. He'd realized it was because he loved Lorelei, and the thought of anything happening to her simply set him on edge.

"You know…I'd like it if I could be a part of those battles." She said with a tender tone. "We've battled together before, but never in public."

She wasn't wrong about that. Red detected a faint whiff of excitement in her voice. Tag battles were common amongst couples, especially celebrity couples like them. Lucas and Cynthia certainly liked doing it, as did Ethan and Clair. The same went for Hubert and Skyla, and especially Victor and Nessa. Oh, and Elio and Olivia-more so considering their son was an omnipresent watcher.

Son. Red thought. Suddenly, another wave of heat swam through his cheeks. Memories of his time spent with the young child of his Alola counterpart and his jeweler wife swept through his mind.

In an attempt to shake off the thoughts, he tried thinking of something else, of a different child. What he ended up with was a set, "What about your students? Didn't you tell me that they like seeing us tag battle."

"Oh, you have no ideas." She laughed. It was a sweet sound that made his heart flutter in his chest. The pre-battle adrenaline he'd feeling was gradually being replaced by longing for the woman he loved. "They like seeing us battle together, but a few of them. Strike that, a lot of them wonder how we stack up against other couples. Particularly Elio and Olivia."

"You know, I've kind of wondered that myself." The excitement came back, albeit now mixed with the current longing. He'd battled both Elio and Olivia, the former having defeated him thus proving his worth as a trainer, and a Dex Holder. The Alolan trainer had made him feel excitement he hadn't felt in ages. "Battling Alola's strongest power couple…we…never got to do that before." Red's cheeks flushed as new, far more pleasant memories occupied his mind.

He was certain Lorelei was thinking about them as well. His suspicion was confirmed in her voice, "We had other things to do. Just as fun, if not more so."

"No arguments there." Red laughed. "I guess the next tournaments I'll be looking up will be tag tournaments. Heh, don't worry though, I'll be focusing on this one."

"Oh, I know you can multitask, especially when it comes to battling." Voice sounded off in the background of her, several calling her name. "Red," she whispered.

"I know." He wanted her there with him, but he didn't want their call to end. Regardless, he knew this separation was inevitable; however, it was still temporary. "Just be careful."

"I will, and make sure you have fun out there, Red." Beckoned the redhead. "I love you,"

"Love you too." Red still felt his heart racing and his cheeks warm with the thought of her voice long after the call ended. The fire-styled case he'd chosen was an apt description for the feelings still raging within him. Something that the Rotom housed within his phone didn't go let slip by; the screen went from white to bright red with a throbbing heart in the center. "Yeah, I know." The Kanto trainer affirmed with a grin. After the Ghost/Electric-type got its digs in, the screen showed a countdown that he already knew of. He still had a few minutes left, three at the most. Normally, Red would have used them to begin making his way to the arena, but he found himself still thinking of his redheaded girlfriend.

Every battle he'd been in that she knew of, Lorelei had wished him luck. All the way stretching back to their first one at the Indigo Plateau. As proud as she was, she acknowledged that every trainer after her was going to be stronger, a thought that excited Red.

Only years afterward did he realize that small nagging feeling he had after he passed through Lorelei's door into Bruno's he was saddened he wouldn't be seeing more of her.

As his allotted time slipped from three to two, he rose from his seat and began making towards a new door, which one carry him to another new challenge. The words of his dad found their way to the forefront of his mind, but instead of battling, it was on relationships. Red had still been young then, far too young to fully absorb his words, but now, practically twenty-one with several life experiences under his belt, they were truly sinking in.

"Keep her in your mind. She'll be the thing that'll push your forward, no matter what's in front of you."

His hand rose to the seashell necklace that hung around his neck. A gift from the woman whom he'd opened his heart up to. Despite the slight coldness of the ornament, Red felt a surge of invigorating, warm strength flowing into him, just as he always did. Filled with that strength, he fell into an old habit-running toward his next battle. He burst out into the arena with a confident smile, to the thunderous applause of the crowd, and the unseen joy of Kanto's strongest Ice master.

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"Could your victory in any way be contributed to your relationship with your girlfriend?"

"Exactly how long do you and Lorelei Kanna plan on staying together?"

"Have either of you considered participating in tag matches?"

"Why wasn't she here watching your battle? Will she be there for the next one?"

"Has the relationship between you two been progressing smoothly? Is there any consideration to take it further?"

"Is it true that you two played a part in the G-Man bust of the Litwick Syndicate in Olivine City? Are either of you a part of further operations to combat the syndicate across the Kanto Region?"

"Is there any friction between your Charizard and the rest of her Pokémon?"

"What are the odds of your Lapras and hers producing a child together?"

"People, please! One question at a time, and please, keep it professional!" Rita shouted while slamming both her hands against the table. Though it didn't entirely quiet the crowd down, it at least lowered the volume from hundreds of voices shouting at once to a few whispers amongst themselves. Sighing at a job half done, the Alolan woman took a deep breath before returning to her seat; the aura of professionalism she was known for returned in full force. She turned to Red with a knowing smile.

The reporters had come at him with a lot of questions, but he'd managed to let some sink in. He decided to go for the big ones. "For the record, my Lapras is female, just like Lorelei's. Currently, we have no plans to breed any new Lapras, nor any other Pokémon." Notes were taken and one bit of curiosity was satisfied, for the moment. Red knew he'd say for the moment, meaning things could potentially change. "Regarding my victory, I will admit, Lorelei and I do train, and that training provides me several opportunities to test myself and my Pokémon against water-type attacks."

"But would you say it was enough to allow you to compete with a Champion-level trainer like Wallace?" Called one reporter.

"Absolutely." Red answered without hesitation. "Lorelei has continuously proven herself to be one of the absolute best trainers in not just the field of Ice-types, but Water-types as well. Training with her has readily prepared me to confront those who specialize in both of those types." He kept emotion out of his voice as much as he could. If he gave an inch, the paparazzi were going to jump on it, more so than they already were.

"Is there any possibility of her returning to the Kanto Elite Four? Has she given it any thought?" Shouted another reporter.

"I have no comment on that. It's not something she's discussed with me." He answered again in that same calm tone.

"If she were considering it, would she tell you?"

"I'd like to think so considering I am her boyfriend."

"How long do you plan on remaining so?"

An eyebrow involuntarily twitched at that one. "For as long as possible." Despite the venire if annoyance the question invoked in him, he tried to say it with a laugh. To his relief, his response did get a laugh out of the audience.

"That said, Red, have you two considered taking the next step in your relationship?"

Feeling her gaze on him, Red quietly looked to Rita. Even she had a deep blush on her face while sending him her constant support. It was possible she'd considered the question herself.

It wasn't surprising to Red that it was being asked-there were dozens of reasons that could have gone with it. The most pressing one was the age gape between him and Lorelei. He was in his early twenties, Lorelei her early thirties. Or, in the eyes of many, marrying age. Hell, apparently, even her own parents had ribbed her about it, though not to the point of being intrusive. Red knew it must have quietly set in the back of her mind, especially whenever she taught children. More so when he was there being the teacher's assistant, and open boyfriend. Those were still good memories that they both cherished.

Memories of them watching the kids together. Training, learning, battling, and having fun. More than once, they'd been told they looked like a couple when spotted with one or a few of the children.

The other thing pushing the question was the status of his fellow Dex Holders. While they all typically did their own things, their fame and friendships made it common that they tended to get compared to one another. As the "strongest" as well as the oldest of the bunch, the boys anyway, that went double for Red. He was the oldest, yet he'd been in a relationship the shortest of his comrades.

Having came back into the world through Alola, having enjoyed his time there, having begun dating Lorelei there, it was only natural he was present for Elio's wedding. That's right, a wedding. Him and Olivia Lychee, who at the time was also pregnant with his child. It sounded corny, as well as being a cause for concern over how the marriage would work. Well, it had worked, it'd been working, it was working. Red remembered the sheer joy Elio had on his face when he spoke of his wife and son, and the same went for Olivia when thinking of her precious boys.

The wedding had brought them all together, and it'd been one of the most joyful occasions of his life. He was glad that he and Lorelei had been dating by then as they'd been able to attend. It was great to see everyone, including who they were seeing with his own eyes. A common thread with all of them, at least the guys, seemed to be their preference for either slightly or much older woman.

Ethan with Clair, Brendan with a former Team Magma administration, Lucas with Cynthia of all people, Elio with Olivia (with a soon-to-be kid), and Florian with a nurse, his former school nurse.

"Geez, look at you guys. You're practically every young trainers' dream on so many levels!" Hilda had jubilantly called. Several others agreed with her, quite vocally. Red's cheeks had flushed as red as his namesake, and even Lorelei's were a little pink. That said, they were nothing compared to Florian and Miriam's.

Coming back to the original topic, Red knew he was the one that everyone was eying to follow after Elio and Olivia. Though their union had been fast-forwarded with the revelation the latter was pregnant, it was merely accelerated them toward a destination they already knew they were going to arrive at.

"She told me not to rush into it. Not that she regretted marrying Elio, especially since it officially took him off the market." It was the night before they sailed back to Kanto. Since she preferred the water, they were going by boat whereas several others, namely Hilbert and Skyla, were going by plane. The parallels between the newly married couple and themselves weren't lost.

"Lorelei," Red murmured looping an arm around her waist.

"Hey, I'm not saying I want to jump into it full-steam. It's just…it got me thinking. Thought I'd let you know." She tenderly explained.

"I appreciate it." Red responded before tenderly kissing her on the forehead. "If you…think you want to go that route, then I don't think I'd complain."

"But would you be ready for it?" She pressed with concerning eyes.

That gave Red pause. Would he be ready for marriage? For raising a kid? Elio had certainly shown he was. Getting a job, buying a house, getting everything set up so he and Olivia could live their new lives together. About six years younger than him, though put together in his social life in a way Red could only dream of.

He felt his hand rising to grasp the seashell necklace that hung around his neck. Dozens of cameras and recordings, all watching him. Red couldn't take it back, but he knew he didn't want to. Everyone knew the necklace he was clenching could only have come from one place, one person. They could see the way he held it, and the way his face softened and brightened at the thought of that person. "Lorelei and I…are currently very happy with each other. I'm the happiest I've ever been. If that relationship upgrade is in our future, then…I can say that I'll have discovered a brand new level of joy. One I never would have discovered remain on Mount Silver or with anyone else." Words from the heart spoken to an audience of thousands, potentially millions.

Red hoped that one person in particular heard them, either now or in the future.

The room seemed to go quiet save for the snap of cameras. His declaration now immortalized in digital form. Before he'd even slipped into bed his words were likely going to be put into newsreels across the world. Especially gossip columns. Red knew he'd probably broken a lot of hearts with that little speech, but to win a battle, you had to be willing to inflict some pain. As well as take it.

While the paparazzi were commonly compared to Sharpedo out for love, they could be sated. This seemed to be one of those times, and the reporter who'd asked the question seemed stated himself with his response. "Thank you."

"You're welcome. Now then, next question." A dozen hands went up leaving him the task of picking one out. Red let out an amused chuckle as he scanned the crowd for who looked the most appealing. Or who'd ask the least offensive question. Some of Ethan's influence began to bleed in as he realized he actually wouldn't mind answering those questions, albeit with a potential twist.

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Mid-stride, Lorelei realized she'd left her bags on the boat. Embarrassing, but it didn't stop her mad dash toward the hospital. Once her feet hit solid ground, she was running. It was a good thing she wasn't wearing heels like she normally was, otherwise her feet would have been hurting. Even if that'd been the case, she knew she wouldn't have stopped. She wasn't going to stop until she saw him with her own eyes.

Burst through the door, she immediately made for the front desk. "Where's Red?!"

Sarah practically jumped out of her seat as she answered, "R-R-R-Room D-14! On the second floor! Take a right once you get off at the elevator and head down until you see it!"

That's exactly what she did. Not waiting away for a visitor's badge or for someone to clear her. Lorelei was in too much of a hurry for that, and she was far too fearsome for anyone to try to stop her. Even those in the elevator wisely gave her some space as she waited the short minutes for it to reach the second level. To Lorelei, it was like being a grain of sand in an hourglass, a grain that sat at the top. An eternity would pass before a clear passage opened up for her.

While she waited, she panted hard. Practically five blocks covered in what had to have been less than ten minutes. Though she wasn't anywhere close to Bruno, Lorelei kept herself physical fit. Said fitness came in handy at the moment. She demonstrated it again once the doors opened, her feet slamming against the tiled floor. Lorelei felt like it was only a few steps before she arrived at her destination. Without hesitation, she threw the door open.

"Red!" her voice rung out not just through the room but perhaps the entire hallway.

It was certainly heard by the man himself. "Lorelei!"

"Pika!"

The sight of him nearly caused her legs to collapse, even as pure relief swept through her like a cold breeze from the Icefall Cave. Pikachu stabilized her as he jumped from his resting position by the bed into her arms. Immediately, she wrapped the electric mouse up in her arms. An affectionate snuggle and her eyes were on the mouse's trainer-her boyfriend.

Red's right arm was in a sling, bandages tightly wrapped around it. Lorelei saw a few splotches of scarlet beneath the white covers. A few band-aids adorned his face, primarily on his left cheek. Her eyes continued to search the rest of him for other injuries, even as she drew closer to him. Once she was within range, Red reached out with his left hand and pulled her into a tight hug. Pikachu jumped from her arms onto the side of the bed, happily watching her return the embrace. His purred as if he were watching the favorite scene of his favorite movie, which wasn't too far off from what was really happening.

"I'm sorry I worried you." Red whispered. He knew this wasn't like her. It took lot to rattle her, but it was possible. It was frighteningly possible.

Once she laid eyes on him, Lorelei felt the loosening of that intense fear that'd gripped her heart for the last two days. It thawed quickly, leaving her naked yet relieved self to warm up in his arms. "I'll let it slide this time." She cooed. Pulling apart, she looked into his warm brown eyes, finding herself lost in the tender heat she'd learned they could burn with. Burn for her-burn for her in a way she'd always yearned for. "I'm just happy you're alright. You and Pikachu." Human and trainer chuckled in tandem. Lorelei leaned in and placed a quick but sweet kiss on his lips. It was something she felt he needed, as did she. Her suspicion was proved right as he gladly returned the kiss. By the time it ended, Lorelei felt that familiar jittery feeling circulating through her that always came with physical intimacy of any sort with him.

Aside from Red's constant companion, they had another audience.

"Well, Lorelei, it's good to see you, and I imagine you're happy to see Red's in stable condition. To say the least." They flushed crimson while the Nick got his laughs in. He'd gotten a short but entertaining show. Pikachu joined him, showing he hadn't gotten his digs out either. With no choice to where their blushes, Lorelei and Red let it play out, which thankfully wasn't long. "Okay, let me run down his injuries so you won't worry yourself sick over it. First off, the lacerations to his right arm. We had to stitch those up, so don't agitate them. Red, I know you've shook off injuries before, but I'm really asking you to take it easy with this one. While we've dealt with…cursed wounds before, taking a hit from a Mega Evolved Pokémon isn't something you can just walk away from. Frankly, you're lucky it was only one hit, and you're already so sturdy."

Behind her glasses, Lorelei looked first to Red's arm then to him. He nodded in resignation of what Nick's warning meant. It was probably a good thing he was coming off a hard-earned victory against a regional Champion, enough battling for a while.

"Otherwise, you've got a few scraps that should be healed up in a couple of days, maybe sooner." Nick continued.

"It'll be sooner, trust me." He boasted.

Nick humored him, or really believed him. After all, Red was nothing if not sturdy thanks to years of living alone on a mountain. That said, he wasn't invincible.

"As for your Pokémon, your Pikachu is none the worse for wear. Having seen some of your matches, I can say he's taken tougher hits and should be fine." Sparks flew from the electric mouse's cheeks. Lorelei wasn't surprised, even back in their first battle she'd seen that mouse take some astounding blows and still got back up to fight on. "Now, your Espeon is a bit of a different story. I'd strongly recommend keeping him here over night since he took some pretty strong blows."

"Then that's what I'll do."

"I'll pick him up in the morning." Lorelei declared. "Are there any other of Red's Pokémon that I have to be concerned about? Or anything involving Red?"

"Nothing too serious. Just sit tight for a minute and you'll be ready to take him home." A momentary wince struck his face. "Um, Lorelei, have you heard about what happened to your home?"

"I'm aware, Nick." She drily answered. "We're…going to be staying at a hotel for the night."

Thac black-haired doctor arched an eyebrow. "Not staying with your folks even though they're-"

"Nick," Lorelei cut off with a dry stare.

He got another laugh in, probably his last one of the night. "Okay, okay. Just making sure my neighbors have a nice, safe, and secure place to stay for the night."

Oh, they had security. It was nothing short of bad luck that someone had managed to get into their home, and that was mostly because the intruder had abused Red's trust to get that close. Something that wouldn't be happening again. However, before they retired for the night, Lorelei wanted to survey the damages done to their home. While she'd been told it wasn't too bad, she wanted to see them for herself. Namely, she wanted to see what'd been done to her…collection.

Red wasn't a psychic, but he was good at reading people. He'd gotten good at reading her, as befitting of his status as her boyfriend. His hand slipped into hers, right in front of Nick. Lorelei shameless squeezed it back, happy to have his open support. It was everything he'd promised when he gave his post-battle interview three days ago. An interview that she'd watched the recording of after the mission was through.

"Arceus, you're a lucky woman." One of her colleagues told her. It was far from the first time she'd been told that, but only after listening to Red's speech did she begin to truly understand it. She really was a lucky woman, and even if her fortunate was someone else's misfortune, she wasn't going to give that, give Red up, for anything.

A successful mission to stop the overhunting of Sharpedo in Johto. For that, she'd missed her boyfriend going head-to-head with the current Hoenn Champion. Lorelei liked to think it was a worthy tradeoff, especially since the Brutal Pokémon originated in the tropical region. The hunters knew they were coming, but it hadn't made much difference. Many arrests and three unfortunate deaths, courtesy of several freed and very pissed off Sharpedo. Overall, Lorelei considered the mission a success.

Then came the call there'd been a home invasion and Red was injured.

Her home.

Her boyfriend. Her Red.

Everything after hearing that news had been a blur, at least until she saw him sitting up in a hospital room.

"Well, I'm glad it wasn't Team Rocket." She said after he finished regaling her with the tale of how a seemingly docile young admirer of his had forced her way into their home to cause a scene.

"Yeah, but to be honest, a part of me kind of wishes it was."

She walked on Red's left side, arm in arm. Not an uncommon sight on Four Island; they were after all the island's most well-known residents. No, that actually went for the entire Sevii Islands. A former member of the Kanto Elite Four and the former Kanto Region Champion, the legendary trainer from Pallet Town, Living together on these small little islands. Quite the power couple that'd chosen to call the tranquil little Sevii Islands home. It meant anyone who wanted to find them wouldn't have to look hard, especially since they weren't hiding. Nor were they idle.

Lorelei was one of the leading members of Wave Protect, an environment protection group centered in the Kanto Sea, namely her own homeland. Not to mention she'd become a public teacher. Not a high-class battle school for the best of the best. Just the island people who all looked up to her as a local hero. Her role in Wave Protect had brought her into contact with numerous criminals, but especially remnants of Team Rocket, who never forgave her for her inference in their operations on the islands so many years ago. She kept it going by disrupting each and every scheme they got going that crossed her desk. Red did the same as he never forgot his own battle against the organization. The syndicate had a targets on both their heads, something they were quite aware of.

But it hadn't been any criminals looking for revenge that'd attacked their home. Well, not quite.

"It looks pretty good." Lorelei proclaimed. Her home had been modest. A simple two-story home with a bluish-white paintjob with white accents.

Police tap had gone up around the front. The fence was gone too, a casualty of the short but intense battle that'd rocked their home.

"Just wait until you see the inside, honey." Pikachu chirped in response, though he was lacking in his trainer's humor.

Indeed, the damage was on the inside. Furniture overturned if not destroyed with scorch marks on the walls and the ceiling, the after effect of Pikachu's electric attacks. For the more clear-cut, or blasted, holes, Lorelei guessed it must have been Shadow Ball. The entire home possessed a lingering sense of dread associated with Ghost-types, the sort that made the place in question inhospitable for anyone else except for the toughest. Though Lorelei considered herself and Red in that category, it wasn't how she wanted to spend their first night together after days apart. Less so with his arm healing from a Shadow Claw delivered by the same Pokémon that'd ruined their home.

Thankfully, the damages didn't extend to the entire house. It seemed to mostly be the living room and the kitchen. "I…tried to keep the fight limited. Didn't exactly work out as I hoped it would."

"Fighting ghosts are never easy. Especially when they're fueled by grudges." She knew it hadn't just been an empowered Mega Banette Red had been fighting, but its trainer too. A fangirl who really hadn't taken it well that Red was committed to her.

Lorelei's legs carried her upstairs to her office. Her private office. She already had an idea of what she was going to find, but again, she wanted to see it with her own eyes. Red called out to her, as did Pikachu. Neither of them stopped her though; they could have tried, but they knew what she was like when she was like this. Strutting toward her objective with purpose.

"Lorelei," called the young master.

She sighed, turning back to him with an apologetic smile. "It's fine, Red. I was expecting this. Once you told me who'd broken in and why, this is…what I jumped to. Guess I've been hanging out with Karen and Sabrina too long." His left hand rose, and she caught it in her own tender grip. He squeezed while pulling her into him. Times like this she was happy Red had so many growth spurts over the years. His chest was a wonderful place to be held in his arms, to feel him place soft kisses against her hair. It wasn't like she was on the verge of breaking down, but the open concern he showed was just…magical. It was everything a person would want from a lover. Which rather ironically explained why the door to her office had been vandalized.

YOU DON'T DESERVE HIM, YOU COLD-HEARTED BITCH!

After several minutes in his embrace, she stepped into her office. Luckily, she'd had the foresight to put her most important paper files in reinforced safes. That hadn't been the attacker's goal though, just trashing her office as a way of expressing her sheer hatred at the fact Red had chosen her. Compared to what would have happened if the attacker had been Team Rocket, it wasn't so bad.

That didn't meant Lorelei wasn't saddened, or annoyed.

You may not think I deserve him, but he's mine. The thought was cold and hard, exactly as she'd say it to the now jailed superfan. Maybe she'd say it to her if she personally confronted her.

That'd come after she'd finished assessing the damages. That included looking at what remained of her…collection.

"Red," she called, having braced herself. "Take me to them. Whatever's left over."

With a painful grimace, he did that, leading her to their bedroom. While relatively untouched, there was one big distinguisher from the last time Lorelei saw it-the remains of her precious plushies lying all over the floor. Lorelei reached down and cradled remains with trembling hands.

"I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry Lorelei. I should have known she'd go for your plushies. I…I should have been better. I should have-"

Still mindful of her injuries, Lorelei wrapped the younger trainer up in her arms. Her embrace was paradoxically gentle yet stern. She was holding him just as much as she was holding onto him. Not wasting a second, he immediately wrapped her up in his good arm. He'd have used both if he could have, but for Lorelei, one was enough.

Her normal cool and collected demeanor gave way. As always, in the privacy of her bedroom, her ice melted revealing the more fragile center. Whereas once that inner core was shown to no one, it was now revealed to one, who cherished it, nursed it with his own heartfelt warmth.

Red continued to apologize while Lorelei told him he didn't have to between her tears. A tender back and forth amidst the corpses of her plushies. Mercifully, the bedroom as a whole seemed untouched.

It was bitterly ironic that her beloved dolls were destroyed at the hands of a cursed, possessed doll. Lorelei could picture the Ghost expert of Unova's Elite Four composing such a tale for one of her stories. Maybe Shauntal had already written it in one of her books.

Minutes passed, but eventually Lorelei pulled away and collected herself. It was a slow recollection as the sight of her beloved dolls lying before her torn apart wasn't easy to deal with. Strange considering all she'd experienced, on the battlefield and off it. These dolls had been with her through all those times, and now they were gone.

"I'll…I'll clean this up." Red called.

Pushing aside her glasses, she wiped away what were hopefully the final tears she'd shed. "Thank you, Red, but I'll help you when the time comes. These were mine, after all. If anything, I have to be the one to see them off." She rested her head in the crux of his neck for a little while. The pain of seeing her beloved plushies destroyed was already wanning, and it was thanks to Red's embrace. "Say, Red, before we turn in for the night, could we…hit the beach for a second? I mean, if you're up for it."

"A walk on a moonlit beach? Hmm, I think I can muster the strength for that." He grinned.

Pikachu stayed behind to help clean up the house. To help out, Lorelei left a Pokémon of her own, Slowbro. Her normally docile hermit was surprised by the damages done to their home; Pikachu quickly took over explaining the situation to her. Including that their human owners wanted a bit of alone time. As always, that seemed to motivate Slowbro to turn her focus elsewhere.

As Red said, the moon was out, albeit it was a half moon instead of a full moon. Still a beautiful sight, especially over the calm waters of the shore. Though Four Island's shores weren't considered the prettiest of the Sevii Islands, they were still considered beautiful, more so on a good night such as this one. Though summer was technically still a week away, its general mood had already set in. It was almost as warm as it was during the daytime, a distinction that would lessen in the coming weeks.

Lorelei chose to go barefoot, her sandals hanging in her left hand while Red's remained on his feet. The shores were overall clean enough to walk through, a task that they'd devoted a decent amount of effort to, in no small part because they wanted to enjoy walks such as this one. The effort they put in was certainly made worth it.

They walked close enough that when the tide rolled in, it brushed against their ankles.

"I heard your match with Wallace was quite a spectacle, not that I was expecting anything less." She commented.

"Just like last time, I barely won." Red responded with a grin. She'd watch the battle in all its glory later. For now, she was content with listening to Red regale her with the more personal details. "Battling him really reminded me of how…a Pokémon battle can be."

"Showy?" Lorelei quipped.

Red gave a sheepish shrug. "You know I'm not a wordsmith."

"Oh, trust me, I do, but I do so love it when you do let the world hear that sweet voice of yours." She placed a kiss on his cheek, igniting a cute pink blush in the moonlight. "You shouldn't have expected anything less from Wallace. He's both a top-class battler and Coordinator. Thinking about finally giving contests a try?"

She heard he always flat out refused to participate in contests. Not out of complete disdain for them, but more out of personal understanding. Red claimed he just knew himself well enough to know that contests weren't his thing. It hadn't stopped several, including Lorelei herself, from nudging him into giving them a try. Battling Wallace for the third time and just barely coming out victorious for the second time seemed to have given him a stronger push, enough to truly consider it.

"I might…if you'd be willing to teach me." His voice was so quiet it was almost lost to the already gentle ebb and flow of the waves beside them. Lorelei could still hear it just fine. She could also see the growing blush on his face as well. "You're more…creative than me. It's something about you I've always admired, loved even."

Stopping, they turned to one another. His back was to the ocean, the half moon shining down on him, illuminating the youthful yet mature face he'd developed, and free of his trademark cap to boot. Red really had grown into a handsome man. It was no wonder he had so many fans and admirers, some of whom couldn't take the thought of him choosing someone. There were probably a few more girls out there who took it to psychotic levels as this one had.

As Lorelei reached up to caress his unbandaged cheek, she vowed none of them would stop her. Nothing was ever going to stop her from loving this man. "And I've always loved that determination of yours. Whatever you set your mind to, you go at it with full force." A scorching-hot shiver raced through her as his left arm looped around her waist. Breaths intensified, eyes grew heavy with desire, desire they both knew had been building within them for days. For Lorelei, she knew part of it was the possessive love she felt for Red. She wanted to be reminded, and perhaps remind him, that he was hers.

He possibly felt the same as he initiated the kiss. All-consuming fire exploded from the point of contact, then swept through the rest of their bodies in a way that'd have made any Fire-type proud. Inevitably, Lorelei melted in the face of it, yet she so readily embraced the flames. Long had she lost the fear of being burnt; she'd now embraced the fire with all her heart, which beat as loudly as a thunderclap in her ears. She reached up and ran her hands through the soft, near leaf-like nest that was Red's hair. All while her lips continued to affectionately suck his, and his hers. She was the cool touch he'd been longing for while he was the buddle of heat and light she'd ached to return to.

Finally, they were reunited. The pain of her destroyed plushie collection was rapidly swept away by the scalding-hot maelstrom their intimate reunion had brought. Lorelei felt it dissolving away, burning away. Perhaps it'd return, but the pain would be miniscule compared to what she could have felt if something happened to Red. Cherished as they were, her dolls could be replaced, her boyfriend couldn't.

No one in the world could measure up to Red. Not just as a battler, but as a person. That's who she truly fell in love with.

You can't have him. No one else can have him but me. Returned that possessive thought, now stronger and more certain. Their kiss ended, but only brief. Cool oceanic air was rapidly sucked in only to be expended as they began a new kiss. While they made that one last as long as they could, Lorelei still felt like it ended too soon. At least she got to feel Red's head against hers; she could practically feel the heat circulating through his body, the same as hers.

"You lost your collection because of me." He whispered with heavy sorrow.

"No," she calmly yet sternly rebuked. Her right hand gently caressed the back of his head. "I lost it because some idiot couldn't accept you chose me over her or dozens of other fans. That's on her, not you, Red."

"Still," his self-guilt was stronger than she expected. "If I'd been a little smarter, I could have stopped-"

"Red," Lorelei swiftly called. "Do you regret saying what you did at that interview?"

His eyes widened, and his cheeks flared up. She took a moment to bask in the joy of his realization that she'd seen it, or at least parts of it. One part in particular that might have driven their little home-invader to such an extreme.

The waves behind him provided a dramatic backdrop as he gave his answer. "No. I'd give it all over again, even if it was the catalyst for this."

"That's all I need to know." Lorelei spoke before connecting their lips again. Red happily returned the kiss, finding the reassurance, the forgiveness, the acceptance, he wanted in it. That and so much more.

Their hands continued to roam one another's bodies. It was a prelude they knew all too well, but the main event it heralded wouldn't come to pass. Not tonight at least. A bitter pill to swallow as Lorelei had been greatly looking forward to their reunion at home, but she was nothing if not patient. After all, while ice may be slow-moving, when it hit, the force was often worth the payoff. She could wait until Red's arm had healed, and their home was repaired. Things wouldn't be as they once were, not entirely, but they'd move on, together.

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The Sevii Islands were typically tropical. This inevitably made them great vacation spots for tourists, a feature that helped drive the islands' economy. In the summer, the temperature could reach the triple digits. It made a soak in the near omnipresent ocean waters quite appealing.

Lorelei had spent numerous days splashing down in the water to both cool off and enjoy herself, especially with her Pokémon. Though she gravitated toward Ice, many of them liked the water just as much as her. It made it all the more enjoyable.

While the same couldn't quite be said for Red's Pokémon, namely his Charizard, they all knew how to enjoy a good beach day. That absolutely went for his Blastoise.

"BLAS!"

Both trainers laughed at the cannon-totting tortoise's explosive entry into the water. It was nothing less than what they'd been expecting, or wanting.

"Happy to see he hasn't changed." Lorelei giggled.

"Don't think he ever will." Red laughed back watching his favored Water-type dive beneath the waves before bursting forth with another jubilant yell. "Feel like joining him, Charizard?" he called turning back to his Starter and ace. Of course, the pseudo-dragon refused with a snort. Immediately afterward, he flapped his wings and took flight, swiftly flying over Blastoise and generating waves of his own. Incited, the Water-type let loose a few playful blasts of water from the cannons on his backside.

While the two arch-rivals engaged in their usual antics, the rest of the couple's Pokémon quickly joined them in their beach time enjoyment.

Venusaur remained by the shoreline, leisurely letting the water wash up against his ankles. That was enough for him, never one for the extreme movement of his fellow Starters. It was a trait he shared with Snorlax, who preferred to lay about on the beach, soaking up the sun rays. The only thing that'd get him moving would be the smell of lunch being prepared. In contrast to the two heavy-weights, Pikachu and Espeon readily raced into the water, joined by Red's Lapras who happily splashed about as if it were her first time there. The same went for Lorelei's own, who reared back and let loose a joyous cry that rung out through the beach. The rest of her Pokémon followed suit, all adapted to the water…save for her Mamoswine who chose to remain on the sandy beaches with Snorlax.

"You've earned this guys." Red whispered watching the Pokémon already begin their beach time enjoyment.

"So have we, baby." Lorelei cooed. The second he turned to her she swept up his lips in a kiss. It deepened as she felt his arms coiling around her waist, squishing her bikini-covered breasts against his bare chest. He indulged himself in grabbing for her buttocks, squeezing them through her booty shorts. She knew he wanted to feel her booty, and he would, in do time.

Separating, they shared mutual, excited smiles before setting up their little beach spot. Lorelei kept an eye on the expansive chest that Red had dragged along. It clearly wasn't a cooler as he'd brought along one of her familiar ones. She felt around it and knew whatever was in there, it made it gave it quite a bit of weigh. Obviously, it weighed more for her than him, what with his above average strength.

"Be patient." He grinned catching her eying the chest.

Looking to him with a slight blush thanks to his kiss, she pouted. "I've been patient for the last week. Whatever you've had in there, you've been keen on not letting me see it until the time is right."

"Yeah," he said nonchalantly. "I have, and I've managed to keep at it." Even as a couple living together, they knew each other's boundaries. In this case, Red knew Lorelei's curiosity over what was in the chest had been eating at her, though she'd kept it contained long enough for them to make this trip. It'd been piqued when he told her he'd reveal it when they finally went down to the beach, and here they were.

Clear skies, summer sun, blue waves, and just the two of them. Well, the two of them and their Pokémon making waves right in front of them, and sand castles. Another beautiful day on one of the greatest beaches in the world.

And the two of them, finally able to enjoy it.

No battles, no classes, no rescue operations, protests, interventions, adventures, and hopefully no unexpected interferences.

It made Red all the more giddy to reveal his surprise for her. He ran his hand over the slate-gray colored container he'd wailed into their car and down to the beach. As he'd asked her, Lorelei had been patient with him, and it was time for her patience to pay off. He just hoped he liked the surprise he had in store for her.

It's amazing how you got here. His subconscious had taken on the form of another, quite like himself, yet different. Red liked to believe that was the part of him solely devoted to battling and nothing, no one else. He didn't blame it for his astonishment.

Lorelei was playing in the water with her Dewong and his Espeon. Like many of his Pokémon, including Charizard, he'd taken a liking to the redhead. She'd spoken of getting a Glaceon; it was actually a bit of a surprise she didn't already have one. He remembered that being one of the questions asked by a reporter a while back, including after his battle with Wallace three weeks ago. Her gold color and bracelets glimmered in the midday sun, as did the rest of her. She looked so happy and expressive, a sharp contrast to the cool and analytical woman she normally was. Red knew the same went for him.

Sitting back with a box full of hidden surprises, clad in only his swim trunks enjoying the sun, No desire to battle, no desire to go out and catch any new Pokémon. All he did was lie back and enjoy the sun, and the view of the most beautiful woman in the world playing the world.

His eyes occasionally wondered to the red bikini top Lorelei sported. No matter how many times he saw it, he was never not in awe of how she wore it, or the globe-sized breasts they contained. Something stirred within him watching those breasts shake and get splashed on; that something made him more self-conscious on how open his legs were.

"Smoo! Smoo! Smoo!" Called a tiny voice from his left. Immediately recognizing it, he swung around to find a scarf-wearing Smoochum poking him. "Smooo! Smoo!" The feminine Pokémon cried pointing at the box behind him and Lorelei. She was still enamored with playing in the water.

The message was clear.

"So, feel like helping me out, Yuki?" He asked with a grin.

"Smooo!" Cried the dual-typed Pokémon with thrown up hands. Red quickly glanced back at the water, worried Lorelei might have heard them. She hadn't giving this plan the greenlight.

The water was warm, but it still held that cool quality that made it so relaxing, especially when she occasionally dove beneath the surface. Everything above became distorted, but Lorelei always found an odd charm in that. She could still make out things clearly enough. As a child, she'd make a game of guessing what was above her before surface and getting a good look at it-she was rarely wrong.

Bursting through the surface, she felt the full heat of the sun on her scantily-clad body. Lorelei absolutely loved it. Her legs kicked about beneath her as she looked up, then out toward the blue expense she'd sway through and sailed across. For the latter, she and Red and held a couple of races on the backs of their respective swimmers. The thought of having another such race. He may have tipped his score with Wallace, but they still had some unfinished business.

"Smooo!"

"Hmm," turning around, she spotted the youngest member of their shared household making her way over. "Yuki, hey-!" She'd seen it plenty of times. The small Ice/Psychic-type really loved riding on things that moved. That'd included a couple of her plushies when they were in the water, pushed by whatever waves present. Her Lapras plushie was her favorite, not that Lorelei blamed her.

That same plushie had been torn to pieces almost three weeks ago when a fanatical fan invaded their home.

Yuki was atop of it, waving at her as the waves pushed the two of them toward her. Lorelei rapidly closed the distance between them, her jaw hanging open.

"W-W-Wha…t-t-this is…" She recognized it, the worn texture of the plushie held together by a myriad of stiches. They crisscrossed the Lapras' body, flawlessly holding it together. Lorelei recognized good sewing when she saw it, and her prized plushie had undoubtedly been tended to by a master. Her first guess was her mother, but her instincts told her it was someone else. The last person she expected.

Slowly lifting her head up, she looked back toward the shore, toward her and Red's spot. The male brunette waved at her. What really drew her attention were the plushies bursting out from the box-the same box he'd been hauling about and refused to let her peak inside of.

In what felt like no time at all, she was back on land, dashing toward him and it. Laughing, Red stepped aside and allowed her to examine the box.

"T-T-T-T-T-These are…h-h-how many…R-R-Red…h-h-how d-d-did you…w-w-when did you…?" This level of shock didn't come easy to her.

That just made Red savor it all the more. "First off, it wasn't easy. Luckily, I knew some people who were able to put this thing together for me on short notice." Hilbert had been generous in not asking him for any money, even though he was fully willing to pay for it.

"Hey, it's for a friend, so it's all good." The Unovan trainer had proclaimed with a grin. "Just make sure you're able to keep that smile on Lorelei's face, okay?"

Based on the varying expressions of awe and amazement the redhead alternated between, Red would say he'd accomplished that goal.

Even those she'd had for years felt as good as new, as new as the ones that her boyfriend had clearly gone out and bought himself. "Red, you…when did you get the time to do all this?"

"I took advantage of that week you went down to Cerulean City to help that out with the trainer school there. Just before you left, I talked to your mom to get her on board."

"But, your hands…" She whispered.

Red held them up, a giddy laugh exiting his mouth. "Used up a lot of that super medicine we had stashed away so you wouldn't suspect a thing. Sorry if it seemed a little selfish of me, but I really wanted to surprise you."

Her hands went to his face. "Oh, Red," Lorelei whispered. Tears, not tears of loss like those she shed weeks ago, but tears of joy. "You didn't have to go so-mmm~"

It felt like it'd been hours since he kissed her, when really, it'd only been a few minutes at most. Perhaps half an hour at best.

His hands moved over her bare skin beneath before sliding down to the wet fabric of her hotpants. She'd eagerly jumped into the water without taking them off. Red was glad for that since it meant he'd get the honor of doing that himself.

The desire to do such burned in his eyes as they separated. "You deserved it, Lorelei. I just did my best to give it to you. For all my life, battling has been my focus, my, well, my life's goal. Took me losing a battle and getting dragged off a mountain to realize there was more to my life than that. I first realized that two years ago when you and I met on Alola. Since then, I've been doing my best to show you how grateful I am, how grateful I am to you for being a part of my life. For helping make it worth living." He broke from her embrace, reaching for one of the many bags he'd carried on his shoulder. Lorelei watched with baited breath as he reached in and pulled something out of it. "I got this in Hoenn. I'd have given it to you when you got back, but we both know things took a different turn."

She held the pristine Amaura plushie with trembling hands. "This is…Red, you…d-d-do you have any idea how limited this is! Oh, Arceus, it's beautiful! It's perfect!" Mere seconds after examining it, she threw herself back into his embrace. His laughter was cut off by the feel of her lips on his mouth, though Red simply found himself laughing into the kiss while returning it.

Off in the water, the couple's audience roared in collective approval, although they went largely unnoticed. They'd long since realized that was part of humans and their mating, not that they had a problem with it.

Especially since it likely meant they were going to have this section of the beach all too themselves for a little while. Not to mention they might just have a new member of their big family to play with.

-O-

It wasn't until he left Pallet Town that Red truly learned what it meant to swim. Sure, there were little lakes and the occasional pool parties, but none of those compared to swimming with professional swimmers and natural swimmers. It was nothing compared to swimming in the ocean. Red remembered how lost he was the first time he hit the beach. A happy if embarrassing memory.

He remembered the first time he'd ever seen Lorelei in a swimsuit, in the flesh. That'd been almost two years ago at Alola. What'd begun as an afternoon storm running a beach trip had turned into one of the best afternoons of his life. His virginity lost, his bachelor status ended, and the most beautiful woman in Kanto and Johto, all the world, proudly calling him her boyfriend. And he was proud to call her his girlfriend. That still took him some getting used to though.

The sight of her clad in a sexy swimsuit was still mystifying to him. Red couldn't help but follow her wherever she swam.

Apparently, in ancient times there existed a mythical creature, a siren, that could lure men astray with their voice. For Red, Lorelei didn't need her voice, just her body. Albeit whenever she surfaced and called his name, it helped.

Such beings led men to their deaths. Between her battling skills and the hardness that loomed beneath the surface, Lorelei was fully capable of that. Red found that possibility more attractive.

Lorelei turned back just in time to catch Red coming at her. He swept her up in his arms as they broke the surface. Salty but fresh air filled their lungs before their lips collided in a heated kiss. The saltwater they tasted on one another's lips added a peculiar yet arousing spice to their kiss.

Red held her in his arms as they swam toward the shore. The former Elite Four member's arms and legs remained coiled around his strong, sturdy body as he carried them toward their destination. A short distance from their original spot, where their Pokémon continued to play. If they listened closely, they could still hear them, especially the loudest of the group. Neither Red nor Lorelei were doing that though, their focus was entirely each other.

A lone white towel, an island in the middle of a sea of sand. Discretely placed there by one of their Pokémon. Red laid the redhead upon it while he loomed over her, eyes hungry with lustful anticipation. Hers were the same.

Hearts beat in unified anticipation, practically exploding when their lips connected again. The taste of sea water was already fast fading from their lips, as well as their bodies. Both the heat of the sun and their shared body heat seemed to do the work in drying them off. Tongues erotically swayed and batted against each other.

Pulling away from each other was unbearable, but they knew they had to do so. Air quickly filled their lungs even as they expunged it with every heavy breath. Their hands gingerly dug into each other's sides. Suddenly, those nails dug in deeper, their lips smashed together in a new kiss, mouths open and their tongues sloppy slapping against each other. Their grip on each other grew tighter, their bodies pressed together tighter than they ever had before. The roaring flame between them shot skyward, practically consuming the island with its blaze. All the heat was concentrated on them, wrapping them up in a sweet, sensual inferno.

The most skilled Ice-type trainer in Kanto and Johto was enjoying burning up as usual. When it came to the flames of desire, Lorelei would happily throw herself into the conflagration. She relished every second of melting away into Red's smoldering touch.

That smoldering touch traced across her body. His fingertips slid over her skin, a candle's flame that had her trembling beneath him, though it went both ways. Lorelei's own fingertips carried an erotic, icy touch that had Red panting as well. Such physical interaction gave way to a new kiss, just as passionate as the one before it.

Lorelei rocked her hips against Red's, feeling the erection beneath his white and red-colored swim trunks. She already knew what it looked like, and she longed to feel it with her own hands.

"Ahhh~" He wasn't blind to her little move. Red also wasn't ignorant of how much she wanted it, how much she wanted to feel his manhood against her body. "R-R-Red,"

"If I tell you to be patient, can you?" The young master grinned.

Gripping his head, Lorelei returned the favor with another thrust. This time, it was both of them groaning in bliss. They felt the shockwaves of ecstasy rolling through them-a taste of what was to come, what they wanted to come.

Lorelei gripped Red's head and popped their foreheads together. "I think…I've been patient enough, Red." His grin widened. Red tapped his fingers along her backside. Lorelei quickly realized where his hands were and felt a jolt of excitement shot through her. "P-P-Please, Red." She whispered.

Those tapping fingers moved with purpose, swift and true. She wasn't so high on ecstasy that she couldn't hear the clip of her bikini top being undone. Red pulled away, her top dangling from his right hand. Lorelei felt the warm, salty sea air brushing against her nipples; they immediately hardened. Stradling her with the sun to his back, Red looked like an idol crafted by Arceus. His near perfect hands reached down, grasping her breasts with soft but ravenous purpose.

"Reeed~" Gasped the Ice master. His mouth was closing in on her. Without hesitation, she puckered up and received his lips. She laid her hands on his back, pressing down, squeezing him against her. Lorelei wanted him to have his fill of her chest and lips, all that she had to offer, it was his to take as he had before. Her lover was more than happy to take it; when the time came, she knew he'd return the favor by giving her what she desired.

His erect cock pressed against her as he groped and kissed her. When the latter ended, only a small space separated their mouths from one another. It was enough for them to gasp for air, once finished they reconnected at the lips. Red groped her breasts, causing her to moan into the resulting kiss. He pulled away, letting those sweet moans taste open air. Smirking, Red loudened them by thrusting his hips against hers.

"Ooooohhh~! H-How…hard are you…underneath all that?" She gasped with a leering grin.

"Pretty sure you can guess, Lorelei." Came his response. "I imagine as hard as I am, you're just as wet."

The chest that he'd glimpsed restrained by a red bikini was literally in his grasp. His hands were moving every second, groping her breasts and twisting her nipples. Lorelei fed him with her erotic cries and the occasional scream. They'd become louder once he moved lower, to her feminine center. Red had bet that she was as wet as he was hard. Though he felt like it was time for him to affirm that, he didn't feel ready to look away from Lorelei's face just yet.

Her cheeks were like her hair, stricken with scarlet. Lorelei's lips were parted, breaths swiftly entering and leaving in a way he found incredibly tantalizing. Listening to them, Red felt himself drifting closer to them as he continued to massage her chips. Before he knew it, he was on top of her again, just barely stopping himself. Lorelei, not pleased with that, simply went the final stretch herself. It wasn't like Red had a problem with it.

His hands twisted and rubbed her nipples. A short break in the kiss, a hot, sultry moan rung in Red's ears. Shadowed brown eyes honed in on her parted lips, watching the pair rush in and out of them before he claimed them for his own again. Lorelei kissed him back like her life depended on it. Red continued to play with her nipples as he intimately made out with her. He felt her nails digging into his backside, and more so when he thrusted his hips against hers. Enjoyable as it was, he knew he couldn't do it too much, otherwise he'd lose control of himself. He wanted her to be the first one to cum.

When their next air break came and went, Red kissed not her lips but her right cheek. From there, he quickly began tracing kisses down her neck. His hand fell away so he could press his lips against her now exposed breast. A louder, more sultry cry left her pink lips. Red fastened his mouth to her nipple and sucked it with glee while his right hand serviced her left side nipple. His teeth gingerly bit into the harden summit as the other was pinched.

"OOOHH~!"

"You always did enjoy me playing with your nipples." Whispered the younger brunette after a short break. At its end, he bit back down on the nipple, running his tongue over the summit. Another sharp, explicit cry that seemingly rolled across the beach. Followed by another, and then another. Red kept them going with his tenderizing of her chest. He'd had his eyes on it all afternoon. Lorelei knew he'd been watching her; she'd chosen her swimsuit specifically because she knew what he liked.

Her plan had worked like a charm, and now she was reaping the sweet benefits.

She'd been grabbing at the towel throughout his sucking of her right tit. Her grip tightened when he switched his mouth to her left, giving it the exact same treatment. For a moment, she bit her lip in a half-hearted attempt to contain her moans, but the effort rapidly fell apart. There was no containing the hot moans that came with Red pleasuring her chest, giving it-giving her-what had been so passionately desired. The loudest cry came from another tantalizing bite that left marks on her nipples. As that yell winded down, she found herself eye-to-eye with him. The kiss that followed was immediate. Lorelei gladly let him push her onto her back. Lorelei welcomed the change as she dragged her nails across his backside, Red's own hands felt their way around hers. Naked chests now openly pressed and grinded against one another until they'd had their fill of kissing.

Knowing what was next, Lorelei huddled her legs together. Panting, Red ran his hands down her naked body as he slowly descended south. Each second brought forth a shuddering moan that reached its apex when the former recluse dipped down to kiss her bellybutton. One kiss turned into many as he gripped her bikini bottom and took his sweet time in pulling it down.

Before diving, Red took a moment to admire the pure, unblemished beauty of the siren that lay before him in the sunshine. A perfect body, adorned with nothing but golden bracelets and a golden collar necklace. She seemed simply too perfect to be real, yet she was. Red's hand felt something, someone, absolutely solid beneath his fingertips. Solid. Warm. Tender.

His nose wrinkled as he caught the sweet aroma of arousal. From her gorgeous face he looked down to her feminine core. Moisture dripped from the silt onto the towel, more as she rubbed her legs together right in front of him.

Red clenched his teeth feeling the twitching os his cock. "I was right."

"Yes, you were. Now," Lorelei called.

Gripping both her shapely legs, he pulled them apart and exposed the weak leak that'd been calling to him. With the fervor of a hunting Gyrados, he dove into her pussy.

"AAAAAAHH~! YES~!"

Her legs near immediately wrapped around his head, almost as fast as how quickly he'd begun eating out her pussy. Lorelei's erotic scream was a pleasant echo in his ears, as was the sound of his tongue lapping up her juices while pushing into her inner walls. In seconds, all those leaking fluids had been cleaned up, but Red was busy ensuring she'd produce more, so much more. His hands stayed fastened to her thighs; Red knew he could have easily pried them apart, but he loved the feeling of being squeezed by Lorelei's womanly thighs. Her legs were the constant part of her body that she constantly showed off, even when they were clothed.

"Red, aaaahhh~! Oooohhh~! Yes, t-t-that's it~! Yes, yes, baby~!" The second his tongue had struck her cunt, Lorelei had been lost to the whirlpool of lust. They'd been heading toward it with her giving the final push once she did away with her bikini bottom. Coherent speech disappeared, but it wasn't completely lost. She'd recovered it, just enough for her to plea for more. Oh, the irony. "Reeeeeddddd~!"

"Mmmmmmm~!"

"AAAAAAHH~!" His tongue struck deeper into her womanhood. "REEEED~!" Arceus, he'd gotten better at eating her out. Every time he did, he seemed better at it than before. Given how he seemed able to succeed at anything he put his mind to, Lorelei shouldn't have been surprised, and yet she was. Pleasantly surprised at that. Her hips began working in a disjointed manner, her mind too scattered to coordinate the movements. It was a testament to her normal ice-cool and analytical mind that she was now such a disoriented wreck; she absolutely loved it. She loved it almost as much as she loved the feeling of Red tearing up her pussy with his tongue.

Then he added his fingers.

"OOOOOOHHHH~! OOOHHH~! AAAAH~! AAAAAHH~!"

She gripped the towel even tighter, to the point it seemed ready to tear at any second. Lorelei felt like she wasn't far behind. Via his tongue and fingers, Red was bringing her to the very edge of sensual release-a mighty water twister that would batter her until nothing remained. He pulled her in deeper with his warm current, and she went with it, begging him for more all the while.

Lorelei's pussy wasn't like exploring the Icefall Cave that rested on her home island. Hers was warm and wet, inviting. Red had long realized the latter description existed solely for him. She always welcomed him in, and he was always more than happy to make his exploration enjoyable to the point of them. The fingers he'd used to painstakingly sew dolls back together moved at their intended, fast-paced speed inside of her cunt. He felt her vaginal walls tightening around them and his tongue. The pressure continued to mount as he went harder and faster.

There was only a second-long squeeze before Lorelei's voice ripped through the air. "RED~!" He stretched his mouth open and welcomed the tidal wave of hot, creamy nectar that burst from the Ice Master's feminine cave.

Her legs reached their maximum squeeze around his head, but it didn't stop Red. Nothing could stop him as he gulfed down the cum that flowed from Lorelei's pussy. He made sure to savor every drop that entered his mouth. Those that didn't, he was going to lick up like a starving Houndoom. Hell, he practically already was one with how he drunk from her erupting cunt. Red held her down with his left hand as his right was still buried deep in her pussy. Like his mouth it was also doused with the Ice master's love juices.

He continued to thrust into her pussy as she came, albeit at a gentler pace. As Lorelei had predicted, her orgasm had taken her up and sensually brutalized her in a way that left her reeling. Heavy pants rolled off her lips, occasionally morphing into hot moans as she felt her walls constrict around Red's fingers. If he wanted to, he could make her cum again.

Moments later, that's what happened. Lorelei felt the shuddering waves roll over her all at once. Her legs tightened once more, her voice rose in a scream that echoed across the beach.

Cum dripped from his face like an Ursaring that'd just had its way with a Combee's hive of honey. The normally stoic-faced trainer gave her a grin that went with the look as well.

Lorelei laughed in triumphant and relieved joy as her naked chest rose and fell. That was a powerful orgasm and she was going to need a second to recoup. Red kept himself occupied during that time with licking up the residual cum on his face and his fingers. Once he was finished, he moved back to her cunt, cleaning it up with his tongue. She shivered feeling every flick of his tongue against her tenderized pussy. Lorelei was seconds from asking him to eat her out again, or stuff his cock into her and really blow her mind.

"A-Ahhh~" His hand was there, gently massaging her pussy. She caught his face moving upward through her normally already hazy vision without her glasses. Regardless, she was able to see Red just fine, especially as he drew in close for a kiss. Immediately, she wrapped her arms around his neck and they fell into another long, sensual kiss. For a while, it seemed the percussor to another orgasm on Lorelei's end thanks to Red's light fingering of her pussy. The earlier thought of letting him make her cum again re-entered her mind, but she didn't submit to it. The redheaded ice queen had something else in mind.

Her right hand slipped from Red's neck to the ground, which she pushed off. Still entangled in one another, they rolled over. She sat up, proud of her newfound position atop the master trainer. Red grinned in ready acceptance of his new place on his backside, beneath her. Now, she was the one adorned with in the beautiful sunlight, and she was completely naked to boot.

Lorelei's utterly flawless body, her bright red hair and eyes, the gold shine of her neck collar, and the erratic pink texture of her lips as they covered into a smile, all shined. Red could have stared at her face for hours, but his eyes slowly drifted down to the rest of her body. A perfect neckline and chest, which he'd just finished having his way with. His teeth marks were still visible on her bare tits; her harden nipples seemed to have the same effect on him as a Hypno's ring. Only her laugh broke the trace. Brown eyes darted back up to her face, only to shut a moment later as a sudden bolt struck his waist.

"U-U-Urghhhh," Red's hands slowly gripped the towel beneath him.

"So hard, Red." She teased. She leaned forward, letting those scarlet bangs drag against his face. His hands moved from the towel to her hips; Lorelei rolled them against his, earning another thick groan. "Be patient?"

"I-I can…handle it." Having his words thrown back at him hurt, but he was going to power through it as best he could.

Fortunately, Lorelei showed him that wasn't going to be necessary. Their lips met in a tantalizing kiss that matched their hips thrusting against each other. Her hands on his chest and his on her hips. It'd have been perfect if it weren't for his Pokéball-themed swim trunks. As Lorelei pulled away, the glint in her eyes told Red she planned on correcting that.

She did it fast. One minute Red felt the confines of his shorts, and then the next they were gone. Hot ocean air touched his penis, fully erect and pointing toward the sky.

"Aaaah~!" The male brunette yelled feeling the sudden cool touch of his redheaded lover. "Y-Y-Yes, Lorelei~"

Countless women dreamed of doing what she was doing to Red, stroking his cock and getting him to beg for more. Lorelei was happy to imagine their wails of despair as she was the only one to have that privilege. That included kissing and licking it. Red's screams grew louder. He was loving this, just as he always did when she serviced him. It was a strong reward for all that he'd done for her, all that he did to prove how much he loved her. Lorelei did her best to give it back using her mouth and hands. The latter worked fast, pumping him while the former remained fastened to his tip. She occasionally took more of his cock, almost half of the impressive seven inches he possessed.

Those seven inches were suddenly thrusted deeper into her mouth. Cock lodged in her oral hole, Lorelei giggled as best she could-not the first time she'd done so. Red eyes peered up to catch the light brown of her boyfriend. He smiled at her, then repeated his actions.

Pushing a bang aside, Lorelei kept pace with him, just as she did in battle. Only this was ten times more enjoyable.

As it often did, Red's hand found its way to her head. It was an anchor and boost to the cock socking. Lorelei felt the growing twitch of his manhood in her mouth as she ran her tongue over it and sucked it with her lips. Amidst the lewd slurping, Red's loud grunts grew. The speed of his thrusts increased as well-the tidal wave was building up, fast.

"LORELI!"

And with one final thrust, it came, splashing into her with all its might. Luckily, her gag reflexes had gotten better over the two years of their intimate relationship. In all that time, she never once tired of his juices, vanilla-like and warm, just like him. Just like all those previous times, she hungered for more after her first serving. Not to mention she wasn't quite done rewarding Red for his efforts.

Several minutes later and the male brunette caught his breath. Lorelei allowed him to do so for multiple reasons, but especially so he could watch her move her breasts to either side of his cock. His eyes understandably widened at the realization of what she was about to do.

"L-L-Lorelei," he whispered.

"You've earned this, my love." She affectionately whispered. The tip of his manhood poked up enough for her to planted a quick kiss upon it. That lone kiss sent a nail-biting wave of ecstasy through him, which intensified when Lorelei began aggressively rubbing her breasts against his cock. It was a familiar feeling, but it'd been a while since she'd given him a titfuck. Lorelei knew those long absences just made them all the better.

"Ahhh~! OOOOOHHH~! L-Lorelei~!"

"Just as good as you remembered, right?" She cheekily asked.

Answering was difficult. Hell, keeping his eyes open was taking herculean effort. Red felt like he was far out into the sea, being battered by the makings of a storm. The waves battered him as the prelude to the maelstrom-it left Red hungering for the full thing in all its powerful glory. Moments later he felt like that's exactly what he got, screaming in open delight.

It felt like multiple waves when really it was just two. A pair that continuously battered his manhood, which struggled to stay above the water. The sensual wind that was Lorelei's lips were there to kiss his tip, kiss it and lick it in ways that had Red squeezing his eyes shut only to force them open moments later. Red arched his back, pushing his cock upward and thus sliding it through her breasts. His redheaded lover took the opportunity to completely envelope his tip in her mouth.

"AAAAH~!"

"MMMMMMHHH~!"

One thrust turned into half a dozen. The friction of her breasts on his sides and the swirl of her tongue on his tip nearly had Red's head rolling off from sheer ecstasy. It also had him on the brink of cumming, but he somehow held it in. He knew that wasn't going to last long though. Any second he was going to cum again. Lorelei was busy making sure that was sooner rather than later. Red gnashed his teeth as the bliss utterly overwhelmed him, though he also continued to hang on as best he could. He wasn't ready for it to end.

"OOOOOOOOHHHHH~! L-LORELEI~!"

She put the squeeze on his manhood from all sides, her breasts and her mouth. All of them bore down on his member with a sensual grip that would have made a Kingler proud. It was too much for Red to bear. His eyes briefly rolled back into his skull as his cock erupted. For the first few seconds, he felt his semen blasting straight into Lorelei's mouth, then her lips were gone. Open air did little to stop the eruption of his penis. He couldn't see it, but he knew his seed was spilling across his girlfriend's face-it was an erotic act she loved indulging in, especially when it came from a titfuck.

It was better than feeling the sun on her face, being splashed with clear blue-ocean water, or hot sand that stuck in her hair. Absolutely none of it compared to Red's cum.

Like before, Lorelei kept her mouth open knowing she wouldn't get it all, but that was fine with her. She was even alright with Red's essence coating her hair. There was plenty of water nearby for her to wash herself off, or rather, wash off what little she didn't lick up herself.

Red forced himself to look up at the sight of her, face and breasts covered in his cum beneath the summer sun. It was an utterly dazzling sight that brought a lazy yet proud smile to his face. Lorelei mirrored it with a seductive grin of her own as she felt herself up. Her hands scooped up globs of his seed, carrying them up to her lips where she sensually sucked them up. The sight made Red's recently spent member harden. Inevitably, the more he watched the more he felt his cock regaining its rigidness. It was all according to Lorelei's little plan.

Her grand finale was a short dive into the water. Red lay there on their wrinkled and stained towel, naked as the day he was born. He watched the sea knowing something, was set to emerge from it. It would be someone so beautiful it'd defy all words. The professional battler was proven right as a figure indeed emerged from the water.

She was a siren of the sea in all her natural beauty. Her hair a contrasting bright red as were her eyes, yet the water rolled off her in such a way it seemed natural. Without a doubt, she was in her natural element, water dripping down her naked body as she approached him. Not a speck of his cum remained on her, granted, she'd done an excellent job of licking up most of it. She hungered for more though, and she wanted it inside of her. Red desired to unload his next shots into her as well. They saw those desires in each other's eyes as the distance between them quickly narrowed.

The younger trainer sat upright, gripping his member as the older of the two rapidly approached him. Happening upon him in seconds, she positioned herself above his manhood, and without hesitation, swiftly fell upon it.

"Hggggghaaaaaahhh~!" Red's hands latched onto her hips, helping her along. Lorelei felt his cock filling her to the brim as it always did. Two orgasms and he was still so big and ready to go. She felt him filling her to the absolute brim with his girth; Lorelei absolutely loved the feeling and relished it for the first few seconds, not moving in favor of just sitting atop him. Her pleasure was intensified feeling him rubbing her hips and eventually her sides. "Red," she panted. Once more, her scarlet bangs fell onto his face as she leaned down, their lips meeting in a passionate kiss. "Hmmmm~! MMMMMMHH~!"

His thrusts began amidst the kiss. It was a perfect way to lead up to it. Red kept his hands on her hips while she moved hers to his shoulders. Their lips parted though they remained within striking distance of each other. Heavy pants intermingled as their hips shook against one another. The young man's thick member became the subject of a tight squeeze by the redhead's vaginal lips, it further fueled his thrusts. They steadily grew in speed, reaching deeper into Lorelei's pussy, much to her delight. She raised and lowered her hips at a faster rate, eager to feel more of the erotic ecstasy only Red could give her.

Lorelei silenced their ever-growing moans with another kiss. There was an air of slight desperation to it. It seemed she wanted more; Red gave it to her, holding her in a tight kiss while giving her several hard thrusts. She moaned into the kiss until she couldn't hold it anymore. Breaking it, she threw her head back howled to the still-blue sky above them. Her scream was extended as her lover her hit her G-spot with his iron-hard cock. Lorelei felt each thrust against her womanly center, hard as a Steelix, yet with all the burning heat of Moltres' flames.

"RED!" She yelled. There was no counting the number of thrusts he made, they were too numerous and too powerful.

And he wasn't planning on stopping any time soon.

"GAAAAH! GAAAAAAHHHHH!" Rather, Red only increased them, hitting her with more force with each passing second. Lorelei threw back her entire body, her breasts shaking. Sweat cascaded down her body without end as he pushed her back to the brink of orgasming. Not willing to go alone, Lorelei grabbed a hold of her focus and raised her hips only to slam them down against Red's. "LORELEI!" He shouted in response. "AAAAAAHHH~! AAAAAAAHHH~!"

She repeated the move, wrestling just a bit of control from him. It didn't last long since Red redoubled his efforts. Grinning, Lorelei threw herself into trying to match him. They fell back into another one of their little competitions; it was fortunate they were alone with no one to hear them pushing one another.

"YYYYYYYESSSSS~! ARCEUS, YESSSSS~! REEEEEEDDDDD~!"

"SO…TIGHT AND WARM, JUST LIKE…ALWAYS, LORELEI~!"

Her nails dragged along his chest as she felt a familiar tightening deep within. Likewise, Red groaned as his member twisted up, something powerful amassing. Both eager, they synched up within a word, save for maybe more erotic grunts and screams. It was their locked eyes, silently exchanging mutual messages that probably helped. Light red and brown, filled with erotic love that they pushed to its utmost limit beneath the summer sun. Its rays seemed to scorch them to the bone as they hurried along to that desire release.

"LORELEI~!"

"RED~!"

Hot semen shot straight up into the redhead's pussy, which gushed forth with feminine nectar near simultaneously to it. Lorelei felt the sensual mix filling her up while Red felt it pouring down his member. The former's eyes nearly rolled back into her head as her body maintained a perfect arch atop her boyfriend. Red held her, engraining the erotic image into his mind-one of many that he'd hold dear. When she fell forward, he was there to catch her. Their lips met in a hot kiss which they used to ride out their orgasm. It made it all the better.

Hours seemed to have passed when they finally broke. Her pussy was a mess as was his cock, not that either of them were complaining. Looking to one another, heavy pants eventually gave way to deep, intimate kisses. Naked bodies pressed together once more, fueling the still burning desire in them for more.

Such desire gave birth to an idea within Lorelei.

With reluctance, she broke from the kiss and sat upright, then leaned forward so she rested on her hands and knees.

"Move back a little, Lorelei." Red beckoned.

Smiling, she did just that, coming to rest more comfortably on the towel. It positively reeked of sex, a smell none of their Pokémon would have trouble identifying. It's not like they'd be expecting anything less.

As Red got into position, she made her declaration. "You can fuck my ass, Red."

Like one of her many famed Ice attacks, Red was stopped, frozen in his tracks.

Lorelei looked back at him with a smirk hot enough it could melt all the glaciers in the world. "Do it, Red. Fuck my ass." Anal sex was a rarity for her. It wasn't like Lorelei was against it, but she didn't do it as…often as some other women did. Not out of disgust, but more because she wanted to make the occasion special, just like with her titfucks, although rarer.

Letting Red take her ass in public on the beaches of her hometown? It was such a tantalizing idea she'd decided to go for it as soon as it entered her mind.

Based on how Red gripped her left ass cheek, he liked it as much as her. "Lorelei, you…Arceus, how can you be this good." With that, he shoved himself in.

Months of inactive had left her rear somewhat unprepared for the intrusion of his penis, but Lorelei adapted to it quickly enough. Once she did, she immediately began pushing back. "Because…the best…deserves the best." She answered in response to his breathless statement.

"You are the best." Red grunted pushing back against her.

A sharp, throaty moan burst from her mouth. The level of ecstasy was so great Lorelei was left stunned. Red took that opportunity to take the lead, thrusting into her at a continuous pace. It made it hard for her to catch up, even to the point she should have just forgotten about it. Lorelei didn't forget about it though; mustering up the strength, she began pushing back with her ass. As with their previous round, she made it a feat of mutual participation between them, a borderline contest. Her anal muscles tightened around the manhood rapidly tearing through it.

"AAAAAAAAAHHHHHH~!" Lorelei screamed with reckless abandon. "HARDER, RED~! HARDER~!"

"GGGGGGGAAAAAAAHHHH!" His deep, masculine grunts bellowed, almost as much as the thick slapping of his hips against her ass. It continued like the waves before the redhead. Red fucked her at a far faster pace than the calm ocean. For every wave that flowed in, he made several thrusts into Lorelei's ass. "YOU'RE…ALREADY SO…TIGHT, LORELEI! I LOVE IT!" To prove his words, he made the strongest thrust into her, practically spearing her entire ass on his cock.

"HNNNNNNNGGGGHHHHHH~!" She gripped the towel with bare-white knuckles. "R-R-RED~! REDDDDD~!"

It was the rawest form of intimacy, and done right out in the open. If anyone saw them, it'd have been hell for their social lives, but they were a known couple. They fucked without shame, without hesitation, only pure love for one another. Pure, erotic love. The lewd slaps their bodies made along with their screams were all the proof one needed, particularly of how much they were enjoying this.

The former Elite Four member's anal muscles were reaching their apex around her former challenger's cock. It was moving in her at the speed of an industrial drill while cloaked in a level of hardness that would have made a Steel-type proud. Against such a force, Lorelei felt herself rapidly crumbling. She stared out at the sea in a sex-crazed daze. The waves were almost an apt metaphor for the young man railing her from behind. Almost. They were too calm whereas Red was a raging storm, battering against her as mother nature had done to the coast in times past.

"I'M GOING TO-"

"ME TOO!"

With a tight grip, the male brunette pulled back, a fire in his eyes that burned its hottest when his determination was at its max. This was undoubtedly one of those times. Ablaze with that passion, Red thrusted his hips forward, letting loose his release into his girlfriend's anal hole, just as she let her own orgasm sweep over her.

"LORELEIIIIIII!"

"REEEEEEEDDDDDD~!"

Cum exploded from her overstuffed ass, yet the young adult continued to blast her. It was a concentrated stream of semen that well and truly rocked Lorelei's world. Once more, her eyes rolled back into her head as pure bliss slammed into her, a fiery feeling that melted her into a scream, quivering, drooling pool. It was exactly as Lorelei had pictured it, and exactly what she yearned for.

While she slumped forward, Red remained upright, continuously pumped his load into her ass until he finally pulled out. The famed ice master's asshole turned into a waterfall. It was a baffling yet highly erotic sight that made him tremble with hot joy. Exhausted as he was, it also filled him with renewed vigor. He wanted to recreate that scene with her pussy, as he had done numerous times before, including almost twenty minutes ago.

He waited though, waited until Lorelei regained enough strength to push herself upright. She looked back at him, sweat dripping from her brown and her red locks sticking to her face long with grains of sand.

"Again, Red." She whispered with a smile.

Wrapping his arms around her waist, he reinserted his cock into her, although her pussy instead of her ass. Once more, their lovemaking rolled across the beach, all to the ongoing shine of the sun overhead.

It would be the same sun that would shine down on them when they returned to their Pokémon. Despite their quick dip in the water, the smell of sex stuck to them, not that any of them were complaining.

It would be the same sun they would continue to travel to the beach under, and enjoy. Especially when instead of just them and their Pokémon, they were joined by newcomers. They'd watch in joy as their daughters and sun bound into the water, already getting to work in playing while they set up their beach site. The sun would shine as they joined their family, laughing in jubilation at another summer day soon to be well spent.

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Finally done. I've been wanting to do a sequel to my previous Red/Lorelei story since I like the pairing for a while, but I could never find the time to. When I finally did and neared completing it, the site went down for a few days, but luckily I was able to get things back on track, sorta.

The idea of owning multiple plushie dolls really gives Lorelei the classic "cold woman with a soft core" dynamic that's an oldie but a good one. Red getting her a new plushie doll or sewing one up was the first idea that struck me for a sequel, getting more onboard with the idea after discovering the cover art. From there, I unfortunately got way sidetracked almost every summer until this one where a solid idea came to me, Red sewing up a destroyed plushie after a home invasion. I originally planned for it to be Team Rocket or some other criminal as an act of petty revenge, but then I thought it'd be a little more dramatic if it was a deranged fan of Red's, especially after he essentially admitted he's with Lorelei for life. Like professional athletes and entertainers, I like to imagine even Pokémon trainers (and probably Coordinators) have a few looney fans.

From that, or rather a little before it, came another central focus-Red realizing how much he loves Lorelei. I've always seen him as the more reclusive of the main characters; that kind of headcanon probably comes from him canonically holding up on a mountain doggedly training in the wilderness for a few years. There was one Red/Leaf story I read a while back where the latter basically dragged the former off Mount Silver and got him back into the world, with romance happily ensuing. I will do a Red/Leaf story myself one day that'll likely tackle a similar premise.

As with many of my other Pokémon Lemons, this one's interconnected to a few of my own stories, namely my Sun/Olivia stories. The big one is obviously my uncompleted "Life Full of Sunshine" where Olivia wounds up pregnant after her and Red's first time. Spoiler alert for that one, they get married and she has a baby boy. There was going to be a wedding chapter where Red and Lorelei made an appearance and wished the couple the best. There likely will be in the future when I get back around to writing it (four years is a long time).

I hope you all enjoyed this story, and until next time!