Varying Circumstances

Author’s Note: Well, I hadn’t really planned on releasing this chapter today, but the first of October seemed like a good time to do it. Plus, today’s a good day for me, anyway. Enjoy the fourth chapter!



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Cerulean City Pokemon Competition Today! Test your skills against other beginning trainers! Nugget Bridge is the place to be! All competitors welcome, with the winner taking home ten thousand Pokemon Dollars and a Mystery Gift!



The sign was difficult to miss. Staring out towards Mt. Moon, ready to welcome trainers who had proven themselves in Pewter City, who were looking to prove themselves further. The ground around the sign was freshly dug, so it was likely to have been put up there in the morning at some point. A small collection of trainers were just barely visible from the entrance of Cerulean City, but that was only one sight of many in the city of water. Fountains aplenty lined the streets, some pushing a fine mist of water high into the air, creating rainbows as the light hit it.



“A Pokemon Competition? I can’t believe our luck!” Kristina gasps, turning her head to look over at Nicholas. “We just HAVE to participate! In fact, you don’t even have a choice! Come on!” She grins, grasping Nicholas by the arm and pulling him in the direction of the bridge.



“Whoa, whoa! What about Misty? And the Cascade Badge?” Nicholas inquires, going along with her while casting the visible Gym a longing glance. His mind quickly registers that the Gym is getting smaller, which should not be the case. It should not be bigger. He should be in it, challenging the Gym Leader!



“Oh, that can wait.” Kristina smiles. “Besides, you’re a shoe-in for this competition! Not like you’d stand a chance against me, but..”



Nicholas rolls his eyes and stumbles a bit when she stops abruptly at a table set up in the grass just before Nugget Bridge. A blue-eyed, blue-haired female smiles at the two of them. “Well, aren’t you two just the cutest couple? Are you going to be participating in the doubles, or singles matches?”



Kristina quickly moves in front of Nicholas, giving her cutest smile to the woman. “We’ll be participating in Doubles today.”



“Wait, wha-“



“Excellent! Just sign your names right here, and wait by the bridge.” The woman returns that smile with her own brilliant one. Kristina quickly takes the pen, and jots down her name. Nicholas sighs, begrudgingly taking the pen and jotting down his own name, allowing the woman her pen back. “Good luck, you two!”



Kristina grabs Nicholas by the arm again, and drags him in the direction of the bridge. “Thank youuuu~!”



Nicholas clears his throat softly when they’re out of earshot of the woman. “You wanted to do Doubles so you could win, right?”



“Oh, of course. With my Torchic and your Absol, there’s no stopping us! We’ll split the money right down the middle, okay?” Kristina smiles.



“You’re all business when it comes to money, huh?” Nicholas inquires, rubbing the back of his neck. “Do you like the color and shape of it?” He teases playfully, unable to help but smirk.



Kristina shakes her head slowly. “Well, no. You see, my family wasn’t very well-to-do. My father was an up and coming trainer, but he got… ahh… involved with the wrong people. After that, he left our family behind and we’ve always been low on money..” She explains.



“Yet, you spend a thousand Pokemon Dollars on a Magikarp?”



“You’re absolutely ruthless, you know that?!” Kristina huffs, folding her arms across her chest and turning to look away. “I’ll have you know that I worked hard to get to where I am today, thank you very much!”



“I’m sorry..” Nicholas apologizes, turning his head down a little and glancing down at Aisha, who looks up at him with curiosity. He can only shrug slightly.



“Hmph. You’d better be!”



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The Nugget Bridge isn’t a particularly long bridge. It crosses a river that divides Cerulean City and the northern areas of the city, a popular spot for young couples to date, and also housing a few homes whose owners like the sea-front property. Because of this, there are a few homes scattered here and there, taking advantage of being so close to the sea, and the beach.



The actual bridge itself, however, is sturdy, despite being wooden. It’s showing a bit of age, but the thick wood holds the bridge up nicely. Handrails, short, though also wooden, are the only barriers that separate trainers from the river. Though the river doesn’t seem to flow quickly, the current can quickly sweep an unlucky trainer right out to sea.



Once the competition finally begins, trainers exhibited a number of Pokemon. Mostly, it was a battle of the starter Pokemon: Charmander, Turtwig and Totodile were on showcase, providing a competition that wasn’t particularly exciting for anyone on an advanced level, but the tension was there for the beginning level trainers, and as the Singles competition wrapped up, the Doubles began.



“First match goes to Team Kristina!” The referee announces, raising a flag in their direction.



Nicholas stares at the red-haired female. “You’re kidding me. Team Kristina?”



“Well, I couldn’t think of another name to give us..” Kristina smiles sheepishly, watching the next Doubles match begin. “Hey, whoa… do you see that?” She inquires, observing as another male and female step up to encounter another team of beginning trainers.



“See what?”



“Him. The guy with the blonde hair. Well, more importantly, his Pokemon..” Kristina tries to point out. “What is that?”



Nicholas slowly leans forward to get a better look. “That’s… a Bagon. That’s definitely a rare and powerful Pokemon..” He murmurs thoughtfully, observing as the blue, grey-skulled Dragon-type very nearly sweeps the entire opposing team all by itself, the Bellsprout of her partner having very little chance to do any damage at all. The match is over nearly as quickly as it began, both male and female recalling their Pokemon as they wait for the next match.



“Doesn’t seem like many Doubles teams qualified.” Nicholas murmurs. “We’re up next.”



“Against that Bagon?” Kristina squeaks, slowly stepping forward as she works a Pokeball off of her waist. “I hope you’re confident. I think I can take out the Bellsprout, but..”



Nicholas shakes his head. “Well, I’m not sure. I’m confident that Aisha can do some damage..”



The referee blows his whistle, calling the attention of all four competitors. “One round, Doubles finals!.. Wow, that was fast. One Pokemon each! Begin!”



“Aisha. That’s your cue.” To which the Absol nods and steps out onto the bridge in front of her master.



“Torchic, go!” Kristina calls out for her starter, the fire-red bird-like Pokemon hopping energetically at its first major battle. Something is on the line here, and it can sense the tension in the air.



The boy across from him smirks. “The name is Julius, boy! Remember it, because you’ll never have what it takes to take on the League if you can’t even defeat my Bagon. Go!” In a bright flash of light, the Dragon-type appears again, narrowing its eyes at its most threatening target: the Absol. “But for you, I guess it doesn’t matter. I’ll crush you early, so you don’t have a chance!”



“Kristina, take care of that Bellsprout quick, please..” Nicholas murmurs, to which Kristina nods.



“Ember, Torchic!”



“Strike first, Aisha! Quick Attack!”



Both Pokemon dash forward, Aisha closing the distance between herself and the Bagon swiftly, striking the resilient Dragon-type, sending it skidding back. The Bellsprout narrowly avoids the hot embers, whipping at the Torchic with a grass vine, sending the Torchic rolling back towards Kristina. “Torchic!”



“Eyes on the opponent, Kristina!” Nicholas yells at his partner, still staring at the Bagon, taking a leaf from his own book.



“Bagon, Headbutt!” Julius commands, clearly confident in his Pokemon. It seems that confidence is well founded, as the crushing blow connects solidly with Aisha’s side, sending the Absol nearly off the bridge. Aisha narrowly manages to dig its claws into the wooden sides of the bridge.



“Faint Attack, Aisha!”



“Cut her off before she can! Dragonbreath!”



A burst of blue fire is released from the Bagon’s mouth, striking Aisha just seconds before she can land her hit, sending the Absol flying again, but back towards her trainer, unconscious and unmoving. “Aisha!” Nicholas cries, moving forward and kneeling down to check on the condition of his Absol.



Julius smirks, glancing upwards. “Watch, damn you! Watch so you can finally leave me be!” And, eyes turning back downwards towards Nicholas.. “Go! Bagon, Dragonbreath one last time! Just like we rehearsed!” Obedient as always, the Bagon opens its mouth, unleashing a burst of blue fire not towards the Absol, but the trainer. Realizing this, Nicholas’ eyes open wide. Time seems to run slowly as the powerful burst of blue flame covers the distance between trainers.



Then, a bright flash of light, and the plume of fire narrowly misses him. Nicholas can feel the heat. It’s almost like he was tackled. He hits the wood of Nugget Bridge, painfully separated from the unconscious Absol. It wasn’t until he looked over, until the weight was off of him, that he realized a Combusken had tackled him away from the flame just in time.



“Torchic?!” Kristina cries, having covered her eyes from the flash of light. Realizing that the Torchic was no longer, it only could be.. “You.. You evolved?!”



Nicholas quickly moves back to Aisha’s side, returning her to her Pokeball. “Kristina! Eyes on the opponent, please!”



“Sorry! Combusken, let’s finish this! Double Kick!” Kristina commands her newly evolved Pokemon, the faster Pokemon moving in, both swift kicks landing with a resounding thud of flesh on flesh. The impact is enough to get the Bagon rolling, and..



“… I don’t believe this! Bagon! Get up!” Julius cries, quickly stepping forward to check on the Pokemon. Just as unconscious as the Absol only seconds earlier, the Bagon is not about to get up anytime soon, Julius turning to glare daggers towards Kristina. “You little bitch..!”



The referee quickly moves in, his Kadabra appearing in a burst of red light to help separate both trainers further. “That’s enough! Team Kristina is the winner of the Doubles Competition! Julius, I’m disqualifying you from the competition for attacking another trainer. You know the rules, and the rules state-“



“I KNOW what the rules state old man, and I could care LESS about the rules!” Infuriated, pride wounded, Julius recalls his Bagon, turning and making his way towards the crowd. “This won’t be the last time we meet. Next time, there won’t be any referees to save you. Get out of my WAY!” He growls, an unlucky trainer being pushed to the side.



It takes a moment for things to calm down, Kristina’s Combusken quickly returning to her side. Trainers murmur to one another as Nicholas moves back over to Kristina’s side, eyes turning towards the female that was once Julius’ partner. She glances this way and that, turning to jog after Julius. “Julius, wait up! What did you mean?!”



Kristina turns to look at Nicholas as he approaches her. “Are you alright?..”



“I need to get to a Pokemon Center..”



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“Well, I’m sorry things happened the way they did. That was certainly not what I was expecting.” The referee apologizes with a smile. “But you two did an excellent job, and that last Doubles fight was… well, if I were to sum it up in one word, it would be ‘Amazing’. Congratulations. You both earned your prize money.”



Money is pulled from a small prize case, five thousand Pokemon Dollars offered towards Nicholas, another five thousand to Kristina. “Now, as promised, the Mystery Gift. This was donated to us by one of our residents as a prize for this competition. I think whoever gets it will enjoy it.”



“What is it?” Nicholas inquires, taking the Pokeball as it’s handed to him. “Or, a better question, what’s in it?”



“An Eevee.” The referee smiles, turning and walking away. “Good luck on your journey!”



Nicholas glances over at Kristina, who quickly looks back at him. “Well, I think maybe you should have it.” He offers, extending the Pokeball to her. “I mean, I’m not saying that your Pokemon are weak… but I think you’d be happier with this Eevee.”



Kristina nods slowly, taking the Pokeball from Nicholas. “I, you… I don’t… okay..” She whispers, blushing slightly as she presses the button on the Pokeball, releasing the Eevee, which turns to face her new master.



“Eevee!” It smiles, content as she hops up into her arms. “It’s… it’s so CUTE!” Kristina giggles, cuddling it in her arms, slowly moving to a sit. “But now that reminds me. Didn’t you want to fight Misty today? The Gym’s going to close..”



Nicholas shakes his head. “Well, Aisha’s going to need some rest after that battle, but it… definitely put things into perspective.” He murmurs, staring at the Ultra Ball that housed his Absol. “I think I’m going to go up to bed.”



The whoosh of the opening and closing of doors in the Pokemon Center alerts the nurse that Nicholas had left, forcing Kristina to slowly make her way to a stand, looking down at her Eevee. “Well, I guess everyone has to go through this sort of situation sooner or later.”



“Eevee.”



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The hotel room is small and modest, only set to comfortably house two people. Well, Nick doesn’t want to pay for a big room, and he wants to shop tomorrow, so saving money is a bit of a priority. Aisha lays on the adjacent bed, curled up, sleeping. Nicholas can’t help but either glance at her, or stare up at the ceiling. It’s not until he hears a gentle knock on his door that he slowly stands, adjusting his pajama bottoms as he moves to answer it. He already knows who it is. Who else would knock on his door this late?



Sure enough, Kristina stands there in her own nightgown, staring at him. She licks her lips, and glances inside the room quietly, understanding. She motions for Nick to step outside and join her, and he does, gently closing the door behind him. “What’s wrong?” He inquires, once the door is shut behind him.



“I just wanted to talk to you. About you and Aisha.” Kristina clears her throat, looking away as she begins to talk in a low voice. “First, sorry for coming to see you so late. I was afraid you’d be awake, but..”



“Please get to the point.” Nicholas murmurs softly, watching her closely. Still, Kristina never turns her head to look at him.



“You know if anyone finds out, things will never be the same for you. Right?” Kristina inquires, finally turning her head back to look up at him with green eyes staring into his own hazel eyes.



“I know. It’s awkward, really. I’m not sure what to do. I can’t resist her, but at the same time, I want her happy. She seems happiest after we’ve made love like we have, and I just couldn’t stop. It’s… addicting. It makes me wonder what exactly I’m going to do when her week of heat is over.” Nicholas answers in a whisper, rubbing the back of his neck.



Kristina nods slowly, taking his hand and pulling him gently across the hall to her room. She opens her door, allowing him in, shutting the door softly behind her. “I’ll give you an idea of what you can do when Aisha’s heat is over..” She whispers softly, gently shrugging her nightgown off of her body, letting it flow to the floor so she can step over it, completely naked underneath it.



Nicholas just stares, unable to resist, looking her over slowly. The clothing she wears doesn’t do justice to her body. Her chest, while modest in size, are large enough for a comfortable handful, her nipples already poking out, begging to be touched, teased. Her body is lean, with visible evidence of lingering baby fat. Her legs are shapely and slim, proving just by a look that she’s done quite a bit of travel on foot.



A tuft of red hair tops the mound between her legs, demanding attention soon be turned down to that very mound, glistening with her juices. Kristina slowly steps forward, fingers slowly slipping into the waistband of his pants, pulling them down, exposing the modest erection. At six and a half inches, the shaft is more than enough to get her to gasp gently to herself at the sight of it.



“Kristina..” Nicholas murmurs softly to her, gasping himself when she suddenly grabs the base, letting her hand run slowly up his shaft, then right back down again. “What did you..”



“Nicholas, I gave it a lot of thought. I have never been so turned on by watching what you did to Aisha. I was… jealous. Well, kind of. I’ve watched all kinds of porn, and none of it ever made me want it as much as that did. Now that we have some time alone, now that I can have you while you still have energy, I want you inside me. Just this once. I want to feel what Aisha feels.” Kristina whispers to him, slowly looking up at him.



Nicholas examines her face slowly, quiet as he considers his next words, but he never gets to speak them, because Kristina continues. “Then if you decide, you know… after Aisha’s heat ends… that you want me every night, I would be more than happy to give myself to you.”



“Kristina, this is a big decision to be making. Especially if you haven’t given it much-“



“Thought?” Kristina cuts Nicholas off again, gently pushing him until he’s seated on her bed. “I’ve given it a lot of thought. Ever since I saw you fucking Aisha the first time. I know it’s pure lust, I know this is simply my body that wants you so badly, so… if you want to make someone happy tonight, please let it be me..”



Nicholas nods slowly, gently pulling her onto his lap. “Have you done this before?” He inquires, running the head of his cock slowly up and down her sopping wet folds.



“N-no. Never. I know I want it from you. Please..”



“Alright.” Gently, Nicholas positions himself at her entrance, pushing her down slowly onto him. She gasps softly, her breath going from ragged with lust, to rapid gasping breaths. He can’t tell if she’s in pain, or if the pleasure is too much for her. It’s when her body shakes, and her eyes roll into the back of her head that he realizes that it might be too much for her. She lets out a low groan that easily betrays the magnitude of climax she’s feeling, and when the rest of his cock is snugly inserted into her tight folds, she pants softly into his ear, wrapping her arms around his neck.



“Take me how you want to, Nicholas..” Kristina whispers softly.



Gently, he picks her up and sets her down on the bed, slowly slide out of her. “Did you want me to do you like I do Aisha, or..”



“Yes, please.. I want to feel what it’s like. I want to know what she’s feeling when you’re fucking her..” Kristina pants, slowly unwrapping her legs from him. She slowly moves onto her hands and knees, waving her ass at him. Nicholas gets this strange sense of déjà vu, but none the less, he gently pushes deep inside her. “Oh, God..! Nicholas..!”



Another climax. Nicholas isn’t sure how many she’s had, but he can be sure three. She’s so sensitive that as he begins to fuck her harder, she whimpers, burying her head in the pillow, releasing moan after moan, hands clutching the sheets as he speeds up. “Oh, Kristina..” He pants softly, thick, hard shaft being pulled at by her folds, which grip at him each time he slides out, trying to take what he has, get him to blow early.



Nick has other plans. He reaches a hand down to gently rub her clit, forcing her to squeal and buck her hips back into him, body shivering even more violently now as her sensitive folds are steadily pounded faster, harder, and the added stimulation to her clit makes a world of difference. It’s not long before she collapses without warning, sliding him out of her with a disappointed cry.



“Are you okay?” Nicholas inquires, gently stroking his shaft as he waits for her to recover.



“I’m fine, Nicholas. I’m… my God… I haven’t felt anything like that. It was like one big climax. I never had a break…” Kristina describes the feeling breathlessly, glancing back at him. “… You didn’t finish..”



“I’m sorry. You just..”



Kristina nods. “I know.. I know..”



“Can I..?”



Kristina smiles. “Fuck me however you want to fuck me now, Nicholas. Don’t you dare cum outside of me. I want to feel what Aisha feels… just this once..”



Gently reaching down to pluck her up by her waist, Nicholas holds her up, her legs barely able to support her as he slides back into her, fucking her hard and fast once again. If she wants to experience how he takes his Absol, then he’s happy to recreate the feeling for her, but there’s a big difference between Aisha and Kristina that he can barely put his finger on. Aisha’s folds have a better grasp on him, feels tight all the time, feels like it’s always milking him. Kristina’s, on the other hand, switches between relaxed and tight, milking him for his seed only when she climaxes, and even then..



“Fuck, Nicholas… it feels so good. So GOOD!” Kristina cries into her pillow as he takes her. “I can’t believe… I can’t believe… oh, GOD! I’m CUMMING!” She barely manages to bury her face in her pillow, muffling what would’ve surely been a loud scream.



Nicholas is sure that he’s not got much time left, feeling the approaching climax. He can’t help but keep going, not caring to last too long. With the red-haired female beneath him giving him everything, her moans into her pillow, her wet cunt gripping him with each thrust out and in, each thrust burying his cock in to the hilt… all of that adds up against his efforts to resist, and soon he feels it.. “Kristina.. I’m… cumming..!”



“God. Yes… yes… cum inside me, Nicholas..! Give me everything!”



That alone was enough to push Nicholas over the edge. His body shivers, his hands gripping her waist tighter, pulling her to him and burying his cock inside her. She screams in pleasure as she feels that flood of hot, thick seed filling her womb, making her full where at one time she never felt as though she could be. The kiss of his thick cock head at the entrance of her cervix causes her to nearly come to tears, wishing that the seed wasn’t spilling out between them, down her legs, dripping onto the bed sheets. She wanted every drop to stay inside her…



Still, Kristina couldn’t complain. She got what she’d dreamed of for a few days now – to feel the cock of that one special boy deep inside her, filling her in more than one way, filling her with his flesh, his seed. Now that she had it, she collapsed on her stomach, body shivering almost uncontrollably. “Please, Nicholas, please. Don’t pull out, whatever you do.. God… please don’t..”



“I won’t..” Nicholas whispers, keeping himself buried inside of her to the hilt.



“Thank you..”



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It’s not until his usual wake up time, nearly sunrise, that Nicholas awakens. He feels heat against his body, and at first, he thinks it’s Aisha. Instead, he’s surprised to find a female, not quite his Absol. He blinks, and nuzzles her neck softly. She only shivers softly. He lays there, considering quietly for a moment as he gently pokes the head of his cock between her legs, just to test her. She doesn’t move. They’re in a spooning position, and she almost seems to fit perfectly against his body.



He can still feel heat. She’s still slick, though mostly from his cum. This was the perfect time to indulge in a fantasy he’s had for a long time now, knowing she wouldn’t mind: taking a willing girl while she was asleep… wake her up with sex. He gently lifts one of her legs, slowly pressing his cock deep inside her as she shivers softly in reaction. He hilts himself, listening quietly to her as he begins to thrust slowly.



It’s not until Nicholas begins to speed up that Kristina shows she’s awake. “Mm… ahh… good morning, Nicholas..” She whispers, shivering softly. “Couldn’t wait..?”



“I’m sorry. I just wanted to do this. It’s been a fantasy of mine for a while..” Nicholas whispers his apology, to which she shakes her head. “Keep going. Don’t mind me, I… ahh…! I want you to fill me with your seed one more time before you go back to Aisha..”



That nearly sets Nicholas off, his cock twitching deep inside her, making him moan softly. Kristina seems to notice this, as she leans her head back, nuzzling into him. “Take your time. Explore every inch of inside me. Then when you’re ready..” She whispers. She knows what he likes now, and decides she wants to indulge in it. “Cum inside me..”



“God, Kristina..” Nick whispers, thrusting a little faster. Climax is so close, it’s hard to resist much longer. “I’m so close..”



Kristina smiles to herself. “Then cum, Nick. Fill me up again… give me everything..!”



Nicholas cries softly in pleasure, releasing another burst of hot, thick seed deep into his willing lover. Kristina shivers and, though she never expected it to turn her on so much, she, too, cums… her cunt milking Nicholas for every single drop, until he slides slowly out of her.



“I should really go check on Aisha..” Nicholas murmurs, slowly sliding out of bed. His cock is still hard, which he works around as he pulls his pajama bottoms on.



Kristina nods. “I’ll go shower. I’ll see you later.” She smiles, watching him slowly make his way out the door. It takes her a moment, but she sighs, reaching a hand down between her legs to scoop up some of the fresh cum leaking out of her, bringing it to her mouth. She licks it off her fingers, and hums softly.



“I hope Aisha’s been asleep all this time..” Nicholas murmurs, slowly entering his darkened room. He closes the door behind him, fumbling for the light, but it’s not until he finds it that he hears a sniff. He knows Aisha’s awake, and she sniffs at him. ‘Oh, no..’ He thinks to himself. She’ll smell that mix of Kristina’s fluids and his cum on his shaft and..



“Aisha..?”



Aisha gently takes his pajama bottoms in her mouth, and pulls them down. “Oh, Aisha. I’m sorry I left you alone..” He murmurs, only to be answered by a familiar smell, and a rough tongue quickly working his shaft to full hardness again. “Ahh..!” So soon? He’ll be exhausted before they even begin to travel..



She stares up at him with a look that almost begs to scream: ‘You owe me.’