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Chap. 80: Sea Dragon's Bounty: The Sugimotos

Sugimoto Kinta, K-Dawg to his friends (of which there were three in the real world, and sort of one in the Pokémon world, had shaking hands as he stopped in front of the door whose number matched the electronic key in his white-knuckled grip. This is… really happening, isn't it? I'm not dreaming.

No… No, he wasn't dreaming. The ache in his groin told him that, if nothing else did. His balls… they were heavy, laden, and he needed to cum so bad! He'd gotten used to his Bellsprout, Leafy, being able to take care of his morning wood, his after lunch erection, and before-bed boner. But since she'd evolved just after leaving Mount Moon, before he and Megumi had reached Cerulean, it just… hadn't been as good.

He'd even resolved to finally get himself a girlfriend, or at least a girl to fuck, when all that shit in the park had gone down, and Megumi and her boy-toy, and his fuck-toys, had decided to take the Rockets up on their offer… and he'd been given the go-ahead. Not that he thought it was right, or at all appropriate, that his sister was trying to be his mother now too, but at least…

At least Elle and Robin were hot, and Alex was alright. He didn't mind hanging out with them. He wanted revenge, though. Revenge on the people that'd killed his father, or gotten him killed. If he knew who, in Game Freak, had been responsible, he'd already be on a tear. More immediately, he wanted to get laid. His real-world friends bragged all the time about the sluts they were banging on the regular. He'd been telling them much the same, but the truth was, Megumi and his father had been right: he was too shy. Too nervous around girls.

Not any more, though. After today, I'm gonna be a man. I'll… know what it's like, to be with a woman. Even if it's a game. And if that crazy pink-head's right, and this really is real, then I can say I boinked an alien chick! Yeah… this is gonna be so sweet.

It took him a few tries to get the key in the slot and swipe it successfully, his hands were trembling so bad, but Kinta was able to succeed after the third. He stepped into the room, which if he'd know or thought to ask, would have mirrored Robin's perfectly aside from the color of paint, and the lighting, which was dimmer. Her room had been brightly lit, so she could see every detail. His was half-lit, to help mask any embarrassment, and tinged red for 'romance'.

The only other difference was that instead of a beautiful woman and a Ponyta on the bed, there were two beautiful women, both a little older than him, kissing as he walked in. Both were naked, he noticed at once, and his erection throbbed once more. He gulped. "Uh… H- Hi. I'm K- Kinta."

Fuck, you're so lame! Can't even talk! It's not like it's the first time you've seen someone naked…

It was, though, since he had hit puberty, at least in real life. If you didn't count his sister, and he didn't.

"Hi," the brunette, who seemed a little older than the blonde and was also a bit more curvy though neither were anything close to Elle's petite size, "Come on in, handsome… why don't you take off your clothes, and we can get started? I'm Charlotte, and this is Leah."

"Hello," the blonde greeted, wiping a bit of saliva from her lower lip with a finger as he started to undress.

The two women watching him was unnerving… but Kinta tried not to let it bother him as he finished taking off his clothing as quickly as he could, fumbling with nerves he was trying not to let show. Finally, he stood there tall, pretending to be proud of the five and a half inches he was packing. Large, at least, for a Japanese kid of his relative youthfulness.

"Not bad, not bad," Charlotte giggled as she sat up, beckoning him toward the bed now, "I'm a little jealous Leah gets to be your first… but I think I'll give you a blowjob first to make up for it. Have you had one of those before, big man?"

"O- Once," he admitted, "Just- at the Water Gym. And my Bellsprout, uh, before she Evolved."

"So you're at least used to a warm hole," Charlotte grinned as she got on all fours. The way her breasts moved was hypnotic as she crawled toward the end of the bed where he stood. "But I think you'll enjoy the experience here more than a simple BJ from some random nobody in a glory hole… as fun as that can be. Let me get started… no reason to waste time, right?"

"No, n- no reason," he chuckled, and then sighed, throwing his head back in bliss as the whore took him in her mouth. Yes, this was well worth it. Worth any risk, as far as he was concerned.

Sugimoto Megumi frowned as the three young men were lead away, all in handcuffs with at least one broken arm and one unconscious. The one who was least injured was cursing quietly under his breath, while the one with the broken arm was still shouting about how 'they couldn't do this, didn't they know who he was?'.

Please.

That red-haired woman who had been dancing with them clearly didn't care, even if she did know. The talk about invaders- the three men, her, Elle- had made her shiver. And she'd recognized that voice the moment she had started to talk.

Elle hadn't, she thought, but she seemed to know who the woman was as she gave more apologies, then moved toward the stage to make a more public apology for the interruption.

It was the same woman who'd been on the Grunt's radios that day in the park.

Ariana Cooper, one of the Executives of Team Rocket, and almost without question, the most powerful woman in Cerulean City.

And she'd just been there, right next to them, next to Megumi, for at least ten minutes. Danced with them! She'd- she'd frigged the younger girl off, right on the dance floor, and Megumi hadn't realized it. She shivered again, as Elle took her arm. "You okay?"

"N- No," Megumi whispered, sure she was barely audible over Cooper's announcement of a free round of drinks at the bar, which was met with immediate cheers. "I'm not. Those men… that woman. That…"

"That Pokémon," Elle shivered visibly too, and looked up into the shadowed recess high above them where the huge, prismatic blue eyes had appeared moments before that awful pressure had threatened to flatten everyone on the dance floor to the ground. "It's strong."

"Very," the taller woman nodded, "I… I don't much feel like dancing any more."

"Me, either," her companion shook her head, "Bar?"

"S- Sure. That girl was cute."

"The bartender? Yeah… uh… It's pretty crowded."

"Damn, free drinks," Megumi growled darkly, "I… Come on, I want to get out of here. Let's just… go sit in the lobby, or something."

Elle frowned, but nodded, following along as Megumi took her hand and started cross-crossing through the crowd toward the door. It took her several minutes to get them out of the room, but the moment they passed the archway into the lobby, the music grew considerably more quiet, and the pain in her head began to ease. She looked around, but the place didn't seem to have changed in the last hour and a half. There were still several people waiting outside, and more moving through, though the queue at the main desk was much smaller.

Most of those who entered the building, or left the club, seemed to be heading for the brothel side now, which left the tables, benches, and divan-style cushions around the fountain and the garden in the back of the lobby mostly clear. She lead the younger girl toward one of those, and glanced around again before choosing a bench on the wall of the club with a good view of the brothel entrance. "I… Sorry," she whispered. "I just… I don't know what came over me. That was the second time that Carlton guy tried to slip something into my drink, and the third time he tried to get me to go to his room. I didn't… I didn't want to ruin your night."

"It's not ruined," Elle shrugged, and took her hand with a soft smile. It was strange, she was at least five years older than Elle, but the slight blonde seemed somehow more mature, a safe and strong presence in what suddenly felt like a very dangerous, unhappy place. For all the nerves she'd had about it, Megumi had been forced to admit that the Sea Dragon's Bounty was a pretty nice club, and she'd been having fun. At first.

Even watching Elle get off with that tall red-head had been sexy at first. So much so that Megumi had decided to join them even before Carlton Monash had slipped the pills into her drink. Bringing him had been a last-moment decision, and apparently a bad one, as it had not only soured her mood (even if kicking him in the balls had felt very good, and more than a little justified), but also gotten someone hurt, and another knocked cold with some sort of psychic attack.

Not to mention Elle, who seemed to have handled it all stoically. "Are you okay?"

"Why wouldn't I be?" Elle asked, sounding confused, "You're the one they tried to drug."

"W- Well, yeah, but you were grabbed, and… and that man got hit by a pretty powerful move, from the sound of it, from that thing." Her finger pointed upward through the wall, not having any idea where the deadly Pokémon behind them really was.

"Sure," Elle shrugged, "but I'm fine. I just felt a little tingly, like something shocked me for a second, but then he just passed out. That lady… damn, did you see what she did to the other guy, though? Branson, I guess?"

"She broke his arm," Megumi nodded, "It all happened so fast…"

"She's taken lots of martial arts training, I bet. She's really quick, and it was so smooth… if she'd been behind me like before, she could've snapped my neck and I'd never have noticed until it was too late. Fuckin' hot the way she took him down, though, even though he was twice her size."

"Hot," Megumi snorted, "I'd call it terrifying."

Again, the blonde shrugged, then kicked her heeled feet out onto the blush carpet and put her hands behind her head, "I guess, but she didn't use it on us. You know who she was, right?"

"Yeah. Ariana Cooper, the- the Executive who runs this place."

Elle grinned then, "Hot. Anyway, yeah, she could've done a lot, but she didn't. She could've had her Grunts attack us in the park, but she didn't. She could've probably had that place swarming, and brought us in… but she didn't. Instead, she told them off for catching you guys, and gave us this night, at least, on her."

"And she wants to talk."

"Yeah, but what's wrong with that?" Elle asked. "She could have us in a prison or cell or something, already be brainwashing us… or whatever she does. But we aren't. I don't see any real harm in talking. If they wanted us, they'd have us, we can't stand up to a hundred thugs, or even one of whatever the fuck that giant Pokémon was. It's just gonna be talking, I'm sure of it."

"Y- Yeah… you're probably right. I'm just being paranoid, I guess," Megumi murmured quietly.

Elle shot her a serious look then, and nudged her shoulder with her own, "No, don't start thinking like that. They probably are out to get you… just not in such an obvious way. And you've got reason to be careful, after what happened. I just don't think this time they're going to just pick us up. For whatever reason, we're more useful to them walking around. At least, I think we are. But they're definitely up to something. That fight might've been staged. It might not've been. The whole thing could be an elaborate setup to get us separated and vulnerable… but I don't think it is. There's something else going on here. I just can't figure out what it is."

Before Megumi could formulate a reply, Kinta walked out of the large arch across the lobby, grinning like a lunatic. He spotted them after Elle waved, and started heading toward the girls with a deep blush that only slowly faded, though the smile didn't. "Hey. Have fun?"

"No one would believe you if you said you hadn't," Elle laughed, "How was it? Were they hot?"

"Super hot," Kinta grinned, then jabbed his finger toward Megumi, "Can't believe you held out on me… I could've been doin' that for three years!"

"Dad and Mom would never have allowed it," Megumi sniffed, "and I can't believe I let you all talk me into it. You… I know you're old enough, but there's more to life than just sex, Kinta."

"Name one thing better, more fun," he chuckled, then grinned again, "You seen Robin or Alex? Our time's been up for a little bit, I had to pay 'cause I went over. Then Madame Rouge said they were going to waive it 'cause we're Mrs. Cooper's special guests, or something."

"I haven't seen either," Megumi murmured, glancing around again. She wanted to leave. Take Kinta and go, now that his business was done. Get out of here.

It was safer at the PMC.

But she couldn't just leave Elle alone, either. Maybe with one of the others… maybe. Really, they should wait for all three. Only… she couldn't stay here. She couldn't sit still, knowing the monster behind them in the club was still there, and the monster in human skin was probably watching them, analyzing their every move, every word, every twitch.

"Hey," Robin jarred her from her thoughts, suddenly standing right next to them, as she ruffled Kinta's dark hair, "Have fun, kid? First pussy's pretty nice, I gotta say."

"Tons," he laughed, though he ducked out from under the Combinant's playful hand. "And stop that, I'm not a kid. I'm gonna fuck every day now, it's so good."

"Good luck with that," Elle giggled, "you aren't hot enough to put out for every day without paying for it, and you wouldn't have a bank account left if you tried."

"Rude," Robin laughed with her while Kinta scowled.

She couldn't care.

She needed to leave, to go, to be safer somewhere else, only she couldn't, couldn't because Alex wasn't there to keep Elle and Robin safe, so she'd have to play backup and… she really, really needed to go.

Even if they were outside, waiting for her in some dark alley.

She could handle them, right? Ariana Cooper had said so, they were all weak. As long as she got to her Pokémon. Megumi swallowed, and…

Jumped out of her skin as Alex's hand touched her shoulder. "All done?"

"Y- Yeah," Kinta blushed again.

"I haven't gotten fucked yet," Elle shrugged nonchalantly, "but I did get off… I got a story for you later. Megu and I met Ariana already, it turns out."

She relayed the story in detail, though quickly, while Megumi tried to use the reassuring, comforting touch of Alex's hand on her shoulder to stay calm. She'd never been one for panic attacks, but knew what they looked like from her mother's anxiety before she'd passed. She… she couldn't be having one now, could she? No… it was not that. Not quite. A panic attack happened when there wasn't a threat, right? Or was that wrong, and they could happen any time? Because there was definitely a threat here, even if it wasn't overt.

Megumi swallowed.

Then she jumped again as Alex gave her a firm, calm look. "Get out of here," he said quietly, his strong hands reaching for her to pull her to her feet. "Take Kinta and go. I don't like this… you two aren't going to meet with her. We have to, but you don't. Robin, I want you to take them back to the PMC. Stay with them, make sure they're-"

"No," Robin shook her head, "I'm sticking with you two. I'm not letting you walk into the snake's den without backup, either. We can get them a cab. Hire some of the bouncers, if we need to."

"No, that won't work," Elle pointed out, "they could be-"

The group were still arguing quietly about it when they were joined by someone else a minute later. Reagan Carlisle, the manager of Club Sea-Scale, left the archway of his business and turned toward them immediately. "Miss Sugimoto, Miss Berkman, I apologize that our security wasn't able to get to you in time to stop that all from happening. Drugging women isn't something very common in-" he glanced around, but found no one else nearby. Still, he dropped his voice for the next few words, "-our world. I understand it's far more prevalent in yours. I'll have some more training arranged for the bartenders and security personnel to keep a better eye in future, you can rest assured. It's… kind of a good thing Mrs. Cooper was nearby, I suppose. Even if it comes back on my head for failing to stop it before it got that far. There's no one in Cerulean who'd willingly go toe to toe with her outside of the Gym Leaders, and as neither are present tonight, her word is definitely law in here."

"They… come here?" Megumi heard herself ask, surprised.

Carlisle nodded with a smile, "Indeed. Ms. Waterflower comes every few weeks for an evening's entertainment. Mr. Snøgrav is here every other week like clockwork, though he only attends the Bountiful Brothel. And Ms. Waterflower's daughters- or at least, the Sensational Sisters- make frequent use of several of our Clubs, not just the Sea-Scale. We are, after all, the best in the area. Where else would such influential, wealthy, and powerful people go?"

Then he frowned thoughtfully and looked over his shoulder toward the doors, before looking back at Megumi and Elle with a more serious expression. "I'm sure this won't really help my position with Mrs. Cooper, but I would feel remiss if I didn't make sure you two returned to your lodgings safely. Unfortunately, outside on the streets Mrs. Cooper's name carries less weight, so we were only able to remove those three trouble-makers from the premises. Lest they come after you later, I think I'll arrange to escort you back… and accompany you myself, if you wish."

Megumi swallowed. "I…"

Elle shook her head, though, "I'm meeting with Mrs. Cooper, still. My night hasn't been as bad as hers. But if we could take you up on that for Megumi and Kinta, that'd be awesome."

Carlisle looked to Alex, who nodded, then nodded himself. "Alright. Let me make two quick calls to let my team know I'll be stepping out for an hour or so, and to arrange for a driver and detail."

He was only gone for two minutes, and hadn't stepped far enough away they couldn't hear the conversation, or at least his side of it. When he returned, the man was all genial professionalism again, "Alright, then, we're ready when you are. Three men will meet us at the garage, and all of us will take you at least into the PMC you're staying at. Up to your rooms, if you prefer, though for safety reasons we'll need to do no more than stand in the hall while you check your rooms, if you choose."

"Th- That won't be necessary," Megumi shook her head, unwilling to let them know the room numbers.

Reagan Carlisle nodded at once, "Of course. Also, I should let you know that while we couldn't immediately detain the three men, we have alerted the local authorities to what they've done, so they will at least be keeping an eye as well. And you don't cross the local police, because Snøgrav administers them. If he got wind they tried such underhanded things… well, they'd be lucky to lose a few limbs. Anyway, shall we go? It's just this way to the elevator. The garage is down, and if you are ready now, the three of you can take another to the top floor? I'll call ahead so Mrs. Cooper knows you're headed up."

"Thanks," Alex nodded.

Megumi could not do anything to help, not even murmur words of safety and assurance to the man she was falling for (or at least, liked quite a lot), and his blonde and pink-haired girls as they stood next to one of the elevators. All she could do was smile softly, terrified, and step into her own as the door opened. Her brother's presence was hardly reassuring. Carlisle's might have been, if she'd trusted him at all. And seeing the three hulking men and one dangerous-looking woman standing next to the driver's side of a sleek, black limousine did not make her feel any safer.