Adventure: Hoenn | By : CaseNomad Category: Pokemon > General Views: 2301 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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((In our first chapter, Dante heads to Littleroot Town in search of gainful employment. Instead, he meets May. They end up having some fun while watching each other. Mutual masturbation and unintentional voyerism))
Dante rolled his shoulders, looked up at the sun, and laughed to himself. The directions didn't seem like they were needed: Call for Professor Birch at either the Eastern or Southern building. Littleroot town certainly wasn't a difficult place to navigate, with all of three buildings to choose from. He needed the joke to relax because he definitely needed to nail this interview. Dante was basically down to the clothes on his back. His only hat was a beret. A beret! He'd rather have a regular brimmed hat. Or a cowboy hat. Or a helmet. The beret was tucked into a pack strap for the moment; Dante would keep his hair uncovered.
His small joke completed, the applicant headed to the nearest building, the one on the east edge of town. A quick rap at the door and a pleasant-looking, middle-aged lady opened it. "G'day ma'am. I'm Dante, I believe Professor Birch is expecting me?"
"And you're that fieldwork assistant he's thinking about hiring, right?" She ushered him inside and gestured him at the kitchen table, setting out three cups of coffee "I've got no idea where my husband is at the moment; he's always running one direction or another, but let me call May downstairs and you can talk to her while we wait for him. May's been doing most of the fieldwork, so she'll have an idea what you'll need to do. About your age as well."
Mrs. Birch smiled and shouted upstairs "May, we've got a visitor! Please come downstairs for a bit."
There's was a flurry of sound from above, and May trotted downstairs while adjusting her clothes. As a mere mortal man, Dante couldn't help but look. May was dressed like any competent trainer, prepared for the sun and with a headband to keep her hair out of the way. The short skirt and top cut low over her sizable chest were certainly functional, and the ability to turn Dante's head was definitely came as part of the package. Judging from the expression of guilt and annoyance on her face, she'd been interrupted at something.
She blushed when Dante held out his hand and Mrs. Birch made introductions, then blushed florescent when he raised an eyebrow. "May, this is Dante and Dante, this is May. Dante might be the new helper your father's been looking for. I figured that you could talk to him while we wait for your father to return for lunch."
"Sorry Mom, I've got some other things to deal with. Good to meetcha Dante."
And she ran off, door closing firmly behind her. Mrs. Birch shrugged. Dante shrugged. Mrs. Birch poured coffee. "She's a good kid, really. Even during her teenage years, she was always running around and helping her father with Pokémon stuff instead of getting into trouble."
After a minute of drinking coffee, "Well Mr. Dante, I suppose that my husband isn't going to show up for lunch. You might want to look for him at the lab."
"Will do. Thank you much for the coffee, Mrs. Birch."
He worked his way into the kitchen and set the empty mug in the sink before letting himself out. Dante figured that the big building to the south was likely the lab. The door to the lab was the modern, automatic type and didn't even require a keycard. Like the doors, the Littleroot lab complex was fully modernized with plenty of monitors, books, and various eldritch looking equipment chunks. The professor, with his bushy beard and comfy shorts, was nowhere to be found. The sole occupant was one stooped, lab-coated fellow. "Hey, what do you want?"
The tone of voice immediately rubbed Dante the wrong way, and he did his best to remain polite in his introduction and explanation. "Dante. Professor Birch is expecting me."
"The prof's away on fieldwork. Ergo, not here. Oh, I guess I have to tell you what fieldwork is? Fieldwork is-"
An interruption and sharp retort was cut off by the automatic doors opening again. Dante turned to see a mudkip on the rug, looking around for a moment, then sprinting outside. The tech just stared, "you going to go get that mudkip back?"
Dante sighed, turned, and bolted after the errant Pokemon. Mudkip was heading right out of town at a fast clip, enjoying the fresh air. It was quickly lost in the trees. Dante followed it into the brush, wondering if he could charge hours for this chase.
The brush and trees looked thick, but they quickly thinned out into a clearing. It was a remarkably nice clearing that Mudkip had ran into: the sun was shining, the grass was green and soft, the trees all around were providing patches of shade, May was sitting on a blanket, hastily pulling her shorts up.
May was sitting on a blanket, hastily pulling her shorts up. It took that line of reasoning a moment to make its way into Dante's mind, at which point he hastily turned around with an apologetic meep.
"Can I *help* you?"
"Terribly sorry, May. I was just trying to catch up to that one."
"Mudkip. Stay right there. Dante, you turn around."
Neither man nor Pokemon disobeyed that tone of voice.
Mudkip was standing politely at the base of a tree; Dante blushed and rubbed the back of his head. "Really sorry again for walking in on you like this, May."
"D'you have a problem with me relaxing or something? That's twice you've interrupted me."
"Just unfortunate coincidence, definitely nothing wrong with . . . that sort of thing, I think. To each their own and all that."
May nodded slowly, considering and accepting Dante's explanation. Then, a smirk slowly grew across her face. "Alright then, whip it out."
". . . Wha?!"
"You heard me! If you're going to mess it up for me, you can give me something to look at for my third attempt."
He'd talked the talk and concluded that he'd need to walk that walk, so Dante loosened his pants as instructed. "Really?"
"Yup."
"Alrighty, then." Pants and boxers were lowered enough for him to lever his cock out.
May watched it come into view, smirking and leaning back against a tree, still sitting on her blanket. After a minute, the horny young trainer slid her fingers inside her shorts, deciding not to expose herself to Dante.
Despite that bit of modesty, the stretchy fabric of May's shorts did not leave much to Dante's imagination. His own arousal was quickly growing at the lewd scene as did his hardness. "Y'know Dante, you're pretty impressive."
He blushed at the compliment, cock twitching. Dante nodded and inclined his head towards May and her substantial chest. "You're pretty easy to look at too, if you don't mind me saying."
"You might as well enjoy the view, then," May replied, spreading her legs as she fingered herself.
That got a relieved nod from her partner, because his rock hard shaft was begging to be touched. Dante reached down and gave it a slow stroke for a moment, then paused to kick his pants fully off and his boxers to one ankle. Then, he settled back against another tree and spread his legs, mostly matching May's position.
The two watched the other, both blushing in arousal. They broke eye contact, continuing their hand movements and looking around the glade. The sky was a beautiful shade of blue, with just the right amount of cloud cover. The wayward mudkip had climbed a tree and was content to watch the humans and their strange actions. May and Dante both realized that their hands were moving rather faster then they had intended. May's crotch was starting to show a damp patch, and Dante couldn't help but notice.
"Damn but that's hot," he murmured, May choosing to ignore the comment.
The pair kept going. May started to rock her hips in sync with her fingers as she rubbed at her clit and Dante started to move his hips as well.
"Hey May," Dante asked, keeping his voice quiet because he was afraid of moaning too loudly, "wanna cum together?"
May gave a quick nod, wary of her own voice, and replied. "Yeah. How close are you?"
"Pretty close, now."
"Me too."
The two were watching each other without distraction now, trying to match their climaxes, and speeding up as a result. Dante stroking and panting; May's fingers moving rapidly in her shorts. They moaned simultaneously. Dante's hips jerked as he released, his cum spurting to soak into the grass several feet away. The wet spot on May's shorts grew greatly in size and the trainer leaned further back and rubbed frantically as her orgasm washed over her. They both leaned back and panted softly, catching their breaths as they enjoyed themselves. Rubbing his cock a little more, Dante got one more spurt of cum before he was finished.
Some time later, he got to his feet and walked over to help May to her feet. She busied herself folding the blanket while Dante grabbed Mudkip off its tree branch perch. The Pokemon grumbled and squirmed but he kept a firm grip on it. "Well May, that was very nice, I think."
"Yeah, I agree," The pair and the Pokemon started to head back into town. "Oh, and Dante? I'll talk to my father, convince him into giving you the job."
((I'd really greatly appreciate any kind of review or note from anyone willing. Gotta get better at writing somehow, after all. Thanks much for reading!))
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