Adventures of Daelin, Leila, and Gina

Ok, despite the fact that I didn't get any responses on whether or not I should do a Sexmas Special or not, I decided that I would write a Sexmas Special, just for fun.


Chapter 6: A Sexmas Special! Part 1: Setting the Scene


Home of Rick, Tiana, and Allen, Petalburg City, 8:00 PM…


We find our heroes eating with Allen and his siblings in their home. There is turkey, homemade noodles, rolls, and green beans on the table. Allen sits across from Daelin, while Gina sits on Daelin’s right and Leila on his left, and with Tiana and Rick sitting across from their respective opponents from earlier that day. Maran eats while sitting on Daelin’s shoulder.

“So, tell me about yourselves.” Allen says, finishing a bite of noodles.

“Well, we’re from Littleroot Town. I spent multiple years training in Tae Kwon Do, eventually becoming a 2nd Degree Black Belt. My time training showed me the elegance of Fighting type Pokémon and now I wish to find as many Fighting types as possible.” Daelin says, after swallowing a bite of turkey.

“I want to win as many Pokémon Contests as possible, using mainly Grass types… but with the discovery of Fairy types, I think I’m going to look into catching some for contests, too.” Leila responds, smiling.

“And I love the grace of Water types and the staying power of Steel types. That said, I want to be a great Pokémon Breeder.” Gina comments, while looking Allen right in the eye.

“Really? You think you can actually win a Pokémon Contest with only Grass and Fairy types? I saw how your Ralts was taken down, and it’s a Fairy type… talk about weak.” Tiana sneers smugly.

“You must have missed the fact that I said ‘mainly’ Grass and Fairy types.” Leila counters, coolly.

“If you mean your Ducklett, the you need help. Talk about an ugly Pokémon.” Tiana says, rolling her eyes.

“That’s enough Tiana. These three are our guests, and great trainers, you will treat them as such.” Allen looks right at his sister, giving her a warning glare.

“Whatever. I can’t believe I lost to little miss breeder here.” Tiana mutters.

“You lost because I was able to gauge the strength of your Shroomish and I was able to surmise how much of a problem it would be for Swampy.” Gina says, now looking Tiana in the eye.

The air grows very tense, and Daelin reaches his hand under the table to pat Gina on the leg in an effort to calm her down. Allen and Rick exchange looks with each other and sigh.

“Leila… would you like to walk with me through our gardens?” Rick asks, trying to find an excuse to leave the table.

“Sure, why not?” Leila smiles, and finishes her meal.

The two of them get up and head out of the dining room towards the gardens.

“So Gina… Water and Steel types, huh?” Allen asks Gina, hoping to diffuse the situation.

“Yes, why?” Gina looks back at Allen, curious.

“Well… We have some wild Skarmory who live in the garden, so I was thinking that tomorrow I could show you around and you might be able to catch one.” Allen smiles softly.

“Really? That sounds like a wonderful idea!” Gina responds, a glint in her eyes.

“Cool, I’ll show you around after breakfast. But for now, I think we should go and get some sleep.” Allen says, standing up.

Tiana stands as well, and then leaves the room without saying a word.

Daelin winces a little and touches his side.

“Are you ok, Daelin?” Allen asks with obvious concern.

“Yeah, we stopped some Pokémon thieves known as Team Rocket from stealing a bunch of Pokémon from Professor Birch’s lab, and I was hit by a Seviper using Headbutt. It broke one of my ribs, but I was healing nicely so I was released early.” Daelin responds, standing slowly. “Where would you like us to put our dishes?”

“Ouch, sounds painful, and I’ll take care of the plates. But first, let me show you to your rooms. Are you wanting separate rooms, are do you want to share a room?” Allen says, leading them out of the dining room and up the stairs.

“Same room, I need to make sure that Daelin doesn’t accidently hurt his rib while in his sleep.” Gina says, lying about the reason.

“Will Leila be staying in the same room as you?” Allen asks.

“Maybe… I think she may have taken a liking towards your younger brother, though.” Daelin grins.

“Rick has taken a liking to her as well.” Allen chuckles.

Allen opens a door to a room with a bed big enough to accommodate about five, maybe six people. “Here’s your room.”

Daelin’s jaw drops, almost literally, to the floor. “Whoa! That bed is HUGE!”

Gina just stands there, blinking, then quickly gets over her shock. “You’re right Daelin… That is one BIG bed.”

Allen laughs and walks away. “The walls are pretty sound proof, just so you know.” Winking at Daelin as he turns around a corner.


Meanwhile, the House’s Garden, 9:00 PM…


“Wow… it’s beautiful out here. All these Volbeat and Illumise… it’s gorgeous.” Leila comments in wonder, slipping her arm around Rick’s arm and leaning against him.

“Yes, but… I think there is something even more beautiful out here…” Rick responds, a light blush showing on his cheeks.

“Oh? What is it?” Leila asks, acting innocent, but knowing Rick was talking about her.

“Well… I… Uh…” Rick stutters, blushing more.

“Rick… is something wrong?” Leila stops and turns Rick around to face her, smiling softly as his cheeks grow redder.

“No… it’s just that…” Rick starts, but stops and sighs, before starting again. “Leila… you’re the prettiest girl I’ve ever seen… and it almost feels… right to be around you.”

“That’s so sweet, Ricky.” Leila leans over and gives him a light kiss on the cheek.

Rick jumps a little, blushing even more fiercely.

Leila sighs. “You know… I prefer a more dominant male…” She winks playfully and runs off, flashing her panties at Rick.

Rick realizes that his pants are suddenly tighter than normal and looks down to see that he has pitched a tent.

“Wait for me, Leila!” Rick yells, chasing after her.

“Make me.” She yells over her shoulder, giggling.

“Ok… if that’s how you want it to be…” Rick picks up speed, sprinting to catch up.

Leila giggles a little more, running into a bush, Rick close behind…


Meanwhile, in the Guest Bedroom, 9:15 PM…


“Gina… I would like to take a shower… but I think I’m going to need help. For some reason my rib is hurting nonstop right now.” Daelin winces.

Gina blushes, but nods. “Uh… sure Daelin, go ahead and get the shower running and I’ll be in there in a second.”

Daelin puts Maran on the bed and walks into the bathroom, leaving Gina alone with her thoughts. He turns on the shower, letting it warm up as he undresses. He is able to take off his shirt without too much pain, but as soon as he tries to take off his pants, the pain spikes, leaving him gasping for breath, as he leans on the counter.

While this is happening, Gina is busy thinking to herself. Should I take advantage of the situation? Does he want me to take advantage of the situation? Or maybe I should just help him clean up…

Gina absently undresses, starting with her shirt, and then unclasps her bra. She suddenly knows what she needs to do. I’ll ask him if he… wants to take me in the shower, if he does, then I’ll let him, if not, I can wait.

She walks into the bathroom, completely topless, seeing that Daelin is leaning on the bathroom counter, gasping for breath. She rushes over to him, carefully sitting him down on the floor.

“What’s wrong Daelin, what happened?” Concern riddles her face.

“I… tried to… take off… my pants… but then… my… rib flared up…” Daelin gasps out.

“Just sit still, and let me help you.” Gina says with authority, unbuttoning Daelin's jeans.

Daelin nods slowly, entranced by Gina’s boobs as she carefully takes of his jeans.

“Gina…” Daelin starts, but stops, blushing softly.

Gina looks up at Daelin, sees him blushing, and blushes herself. “Yes, Daelin?” Gina asks, hoping Daelin is going to ask her for what she really wants.

Daelin gulps and takes a deep breath, wincing as his lung presses against his broken rib. “I… wanted to say… that you have the prettiest… breasts I’ve ever seen…” Daelin’s cheeks turning cherry red.

Gina’s blush deepens as well and they sit there in awkward silence for a couple minutes.

“Daelin… when you asked me to help you with your shower… did you just want help cleaning yourself… or did you want to do something… more?”

Daelin coughs, surprised, and then thinks. Did I just want help taking a shower… or was I hoping it would lead to something… else?

“Gi- Gina… I… honestly don’t know… but, if you want to… we can do more than just take a shower.” Daelin tries to sound confident, but his voice cracks as his ribs start to hurt again.

Gina blushes even more, but nods slowly. “I… would like that, Daelin… but can we take it slow?”

Daelin brushes Gina’s cheek and smiles softly. “As you wish.”

Gina chuckles. “Oh my sweet Westley…”

Both of them laugh at that, the tension breaking. Gina leans forward and kisses Daelin on the lips softly for a second, before slipping Daelin’s pants off of him, now eyeing his tent.

Daelin sighs softly, replaying that kiss in his mind.

Gina slowly slips off Daelin’s boxers and gently wraps her hand around his cock, before licking the head softly.

“Gina…” Daelin moans lustfully, the pain in his ribs disappearing as adrenaline rushes into his veins at the contact.

“I take it that you liked that.” Gina says, slightly submissively, before slowly taking Daelin’s cock into her mouth, wrapping her tongue around it.

Daelin moans again. “Wait Gina… I need to clean up first… I’m filthy from traveling, we both are.”

Gina stops and sighs. “I suppose you’re right.”

Gina straddles Daelin, and then stands. “Well… since I helped you out of your pants, the least you can do is helping me out of mine.”

Daelin nods, then reaches up and undoes Gina’s pants, sliding them down, his hands softly brushing Gina’s legs. Gina lifts one leg, and then the other, as Daelin slides her pants off of her. Daelin then reaches up and rubs Gina’s kitty through her panties, a wet spot forming.

“Daelin… don’t stop…” Gina moans, her body shuddering from the pleasure.

Daelin grins. “As you wish.”

Daelin slides Gina’s panties down just enough to reveal her wet lips, and then slides a single finger inside of her wet folds.

Gina moans louder. “Daelin… how are you so good at that?”

“I… I’ve practiced on Pyrosis… she loves to be fingered, though she prefers to be fingered from behind…” Daelin admits, blushing, as he slowly finger fucks Gina, adding a second finger.

“I… I… see… she’s one… lucky… girl…” Gina gasps out, the pleasure that Daelin is giving her causing her climax to approach quicker than she thought possible.

Daelin suddenly withdraws his fingers from Gina’s kitty, and she looks down just in time to see Daelin push his lips against it. He slides his tongue deep into her folds, brushing a sweet soft.

Gina screams from pleasure as she cums into Daelin’s mouth forcefully, her legs starting to give out, but Daelin holds her up by putting a hand on each hip.

Daelin gulps down Gina’s juices and proceeds to clean her kitty with his tongue.

“You ok, Gina?” Daelin asks, grinning from ear to ear, when he pulls his mouth away from her kitty.

“Daelin… we’ll have to do that again sometime…” Gina moans.

“Of course, but first, lean against the counter so I can finish pulling off your panties.” Daelin says, and then kisses Gina’s inner thigh, his lips brushing her kitty.

Gina moans, resisting the urge to grab Daelin’s head and force him to bring her to orgasm again with his mouth.

Neither notice that the bathroom door is slightly ajar and the red eyes looking in on them.

Maran had heard the moans coming from the bathroom and had decided to investigate. She slowly slides the door closed again, and returns to the bed, her mind numb after the scene she just witnessed.

Gina leans against the counter, allowing Daelin to finish pulling off her panties. Once they’re off, she helps Daelin up and carefully removes the bandages covering the spot where Daelin’s broken rib pierced the skin. As she pulls off the bandages and gauze, she softly kisses the spot, causing Daelin to tremble.

“Daelin… you know what day this is, right?” Gina says, standing back up, and helping Daelin into the shower.

“Uh… no… but it’s an important day, isn’t it?” Daelin responds, his lust addled mind unable to concentrate.

“It’s Christmas Eve… and it appears that my Christmas Wish is coming true early.” Gina says, smiling, as she stands on her toes and kisses Daelin again on the lips.

“Well… call me Daelin Claus, then.” Daelin chuckles, as the warm shower water cascades over his body, washing off most of the dirt. He quickly pulls Gina close, into the shower with him, their kiss deepening as their tongues swirl around each other.

Gina sighs in content as she breaks the kiss, then softly pushes Daelin under the cascade of water so that his hair gets wet, then joins him under it. She grabs a bottle of shampoo, and squirts some of it onto her hand. She then puts the shampoo in Daelin’s hair.

Daelin chuckles and shampoos Gina’s hair for her, causing her to giggle.

Gina grabs a washcloth as they rinse out their hair and puts soap on it. She gently rubs the washcloth over Daelin’s wound, cleaning the dried blood and dirt off.

Daelin winces a little from the pressure, but also grabs a washcloth and puts soap on it. He reaches around with the washcloth and slides it between Gina’s ass cheeks, causing her to shiver with pleasure.

Gina grins slyly, and grabs Daelin’s cock with her washcloth, and starts stroking it, making it hard again.

Daelin moans and pushes the washcloth in his hand into Gina’s anal canal, causing her to gasp and hump his leg, her kitty dripping with her juices.

“Daelin… take me… please…” Gina looks into Daelin’s eyes, begging him to take her.

“As you wish.” Daelin says, lustfully.

He reaches down and takes Gina’s hand, and the washcloth she’s holding, off his cock. They both drop their washcloths onto the shower floor and Daelin lifts Gina up a little, before slowly sliding her onto his cock.

“OH MY GOD!!!” Gina screams with pleasure, Daelin’s cock and her kitty fitting together like a hand and a perfectly sized glove.

Daelin pushes her against the shower wall and starts to slowly slide in and out of her deliciously tight and wet folds. Their lips meet, and their tongues swirl around each other once again, loving the taste of the other’s mouth.

As Daelin slowly speeds up, Gina moans more and more, louder and louder, into their kiss. Soon, he is fucking her as fast as he can, her cries of pleasure loud enough to wake the dead.

“Daelin… I’m- AHHH!” Gina screams as her orgasm rips through her. Her muscles tighten around Daelin’s cock as he keeps fucking her, but he quickly feels his orgasm come forth. He blows his load and his cum fills her wet folds.

Daelin slowly slides out of Gina’s kitty, cum flowing down her legs. They sit on the shower floor, Gina in Daelin’s lap as he holds her close.

“Gina…” Daelin says, as their respective highs start to diminish.

“Yes, Daelin?” Gina responds, leaning against Daelin’s chest.

“Gina… we didn’t wear any protection… what will we do if you get pregnant?” Daelin asks nervously.

Gina leans forward and turns around, looking him in the eye. “Then I’ll carry our child to term… but we’ll know if I am pregnant in a few days.”

Daelin smiles softly and kisses Gina on the lips, again. “Gina, I couldn’t ask for a better person to be the mother of my child. With that said, however, neither of us are ready to be parents, so let’s hope that you’re not pregnant.”

Gina nods and stands up. “We had better finish, I’m sure Maran is getting concerned.”

Daelin blanches. “What… what if she saw what we did?”

“I… I don’t know.” Gina replies, turning off the water, drying off, and then walking in to the guest bedroom with towel wrapped around her.

Gina grabs clothes for both her and Daelin, and then returns to the bathroom, finding Maran holding onto Daelin, crying softly. She puts Daelin’s clothes on the counter before slipping back out of the bathroom and getting dressed. I hope Maran is ok… and for our sake, I do hope I’m not pregnant as well.

In the bathroom, Daelin tries to comfort Maran.

“Maran, what’s wrong?” He says, covering himself with one of the washcloths on the shower floor.

[I… I… what were you doing with Gina, master?] A voice says in Daelin’s head.

Daelin jumps a little. “Maran we were… wait… did you just speak to me?”

Maran nods slowly. [I’m… wait… you can understand me?] “Sneasel, snease?”

“Yes… but I hear your voice in my head, but my ears don’t understand your verbal words.” Daelin responds, trying to comprehend what’s going on.

[Oh… strange…] Maran starts, but then remembers why she’s in there. [Master, why was your lips against Gina’s private area? I thought you were Pyrosis’s mate.]

Daelin looks at Maran, completely stunned, before stammering. “Maran… Pyrosis and I are… not mates… we love each other very much… but we don’t have strong enough feelings for each other to be mates… As for Gina and me… well… we’ve known each other for a very long time, and recently we both realized that we wanted to know each other more intimately…”

[Oh… Master, will you want to try to do things like that with me as well?] Maran asks, blushing fiercely, unsure of how she will react whether or not Daelin says ‘yes’, and unsure of her own feelings towards him.

“I… I…” Daelin starts, cheeks cherry red. “I… I won’t do anything to any of my friends unless they want it…”

Maran mentally sighs with relief, but soon realizes that what happens next will be based solely on her feelings. [I… I don’t know what I want yet, Master…]

Daelin smiles and hugs Maran close. “I love you, Maran, even though we’ve only known each other for a few days.”

[I… I love you too… Master.] Maran looks up and licks Daelin’s cheek softly.

Daelin suddenly realizes that he’s still naked and blushes again. “Hey Maran… think I can have some privacy for a second? Unless… you want to see… my… cock…”

Maran’s eyes go wide as she blushes again, as well. [Master… knowing what… it looks like might help me decide what I want…] She looks down and away from Daelin.

“Very well.” Daelin sighs, picks up Maran, and then sets her on the counter.

When the washcloth slides off of Daelin, Maran’s eyes grow even bigger. Would… that even fit inside me? She thinks to herself, seeing his size, even while he’s limp.

Maybe if I evolve… Maran blushes even more, realizing now that maybe she DID want to become intimate with Daelin.

“Maran, you ok?” Daelin asks.

Maran looks up and sees that Daelin is now wearing pants, she nods in response.

“That’s good, you seemed deep in thought.” Daelin responds and smiles.

“Hey Daelin… do you want me to bandage your rib back up now… or are you busy?” Gina hesitantly asks from the other side of the bathroom door.

“Yeah, let’s go ahead and do it now.” Daelin says, opening the door.

Gina walks in, carrying bandages and gauze. She gently applies the gauze to Daelin’s side, and then carefully wraps a bandage around it.

“What time is it, Gina?” Daelin asks.

“Almost 10:30…” Gina responds.

“I hope Leila is ok… she’s been gone for a while.” Daelin comments, obvious concern in his voice.

“Yeah… me too… she’s a big girl, though. I’m sure she’s fine.” Gina responds confidently.

“Yeah, you’re right… let’s go to bed.” Daelin says, picking up Maran after he puts on a shirt.

“Sure Daelin.” Gina yawns and climbs into the bed. Daelin quickly follows.


Until Next Time…


Chapter 7: A Sexmas Special! Part 2: Team Rocket’s Revenge…


Chapter 7 should come out either later today, or sometime tomorrow.