Intertwined

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Haruka had no idea why she hadn’t made a choice to come earlier into Kanto - Yuuki should really have told her about them hot springs, especially the one that has been on Knot Island since forever. Stretching her limbs out, she yawned and pushed away the thought that Yuuki had been from Johto and not Kanto, the pokémon trainer undid the bandanna she had always worn on her hair, tossing it carelessly aside before she dove into the warm water.

It was miraculously wonderful, the warmth that settled against her skin. Rising to the surface, she broke through and inhaled deeply - aaaaahhhh. Fresh air, it was delightful fresh air that she was breathing, now that she was far away from the city and all, and it felt really good.

Scooping a bit of the hot spring water inbetween her palms, she let the droplets of water sprinkle over her -- like some sort of blessing, and Haruka giggled. She was glad that she was alone, that Yuuki had gone off somewhere to do something else, whatever it was she didn’t really bother, and that she could be herself --

Haruka stiffened as she stood up and turned towards the entrance of the springs, where -- oh. Her eyes widening, she tilted her head to the side. “Tsuwa-Tsuwabuki-san?” True enough, the heir to the Devon Corporation was standing there, and though a bit off to the side - he was there, in shorts and all.

Shorts?

She blinked. Really, the last she had seen of the man was during the disaster that had almost swallowed the whole of the Hoenn region, and he had always been dressed in his stiff clothing, the usual black with purple stripes - once she had thought Yuuki style less, but upon looking at Tsuwabuki Daigo…

“Haruka-chan?” Tsuwabuki Daigo murmured, a smile on his lips. “I didn’t expect that you’ll be here at the Knot Island springs either.” He walked closer, until he was by the spring, and then with a easy movement, he slipped into the water.

“Tsuwabuki-san!” Haruka squeaked uncomfortably. First he had appeared out of nowhere, then he had joined her in the springs as if they were old friends, and not to mention, he was the heir to a great company and… “Wha-what are you doing all the way out here?”

The once Champion of the Elite Four in Hoenn smiled as he tilted his head to the side. “Mikuri came on a whim, and I, being a guest, was invited by the Elite Four in the Kanto and Johto Region to come to a party they have organized.”

“A party?” she asked, truly curious.

“Yes,” he said as he walked towards her. “A party that Yuuki has come for as well, I believe.”

“Yuuki didn’t say -”

Haruka nearly jumped out of the water when he pressed his lips against hers in a kiss that he quickly deepened, exploring her mouth with his wandering tongue. She didn’t know why, but she found herself unable to resist his touch, the contact he left on her skin - all of it. Slowly, she snaked her arms around his neck, pushing his body against her in a desperate attempt to widen the area of their contact, and she could feel how confident he was in their kiss, as his fingers tangled themselves in her hair, before they wandered downwards and clutched into her back.

She gasped, breaking free of the kiss as his nails dug into her back. “A-ah, Tsuwabuki-san… Wh-why?” Being kissed like this, being touched, the way his fingers had slipped into the lower part of her bathing suit and were now squeezing her backside.

“Don’t you… like it?” he asked breathlessly as he nuzzled the side of her face and buried his face into her neck.

Haruka had not the time to react before something wet touched the side of her neck, and she gasped - she knew the feeling of being licked, and Tsuwabuki Daigo was not only licking her neck, but he was…

He was biting, nibbling and licking her neck, bruising it, making it ache. And all the while, making it all feel so good.

And his fingers moved again, this time upwards and she could feel them fiddle with the clasps that held the top part of her bathing suit together. Haruka found herself naked in a few mere seconds, her bathing suit top caught in a sudden wave, swept away by the warm water of the springs - the very same that now licked her nipples, before they were exposed to the cool air --

A chill passed through her body as his hands now wandered to her front. “Beautiful,” Tsuwabuki whispered as his hands grabbed her breasts. Haruka screamed, and she would have continued screaming if he hadn’t pressed their lips together in order to silence her. His hands, experienced, kneaded her breasts, pressed hard against her nipples, and soon, her screams became moans that she groaned into their kiss.

This time, Tsuwabuki Daigo was the one who pulled back, but he lowered his head to one of her nipples and started to suck, his teeth grating against her skin as he tugged and pulled her nipples gently. Haruka threw her head back, but lifted one arm quickly, to which she sank her teeth into, to stop the screaming, her moaning. What if… what if somebody came?

What if Yuuki came back looking for her?

She bit harder when she felt her nipples hardening under his administrations, when he moved from one to the other. “Tsuwa-Tsuwabuki-san,” she murmured, her legs coming up and she wrapped them around his body, her body wanting him to come closer, to move against her… “Ah!” He had not moved from suckling her other nipple, but one of his hands was toying with the other breast, squeezing it, kneading it, molding it, making her moan, giving her pleasure -- “Tsuwa--”

He pressed one finger against her lips, finally raising his head, and their eyes met. “Call me Daigo, Ha~ru~ka~”

Her eyes widened, and Haruka shook her head. She couldn’t. It was a mark of respect, but… But now he was -

Oh god, his tongue.

He was lapping at every part of her skin he could reach, his arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her closer to him. Her nipples were taut, and pressing against his chest, his hard muscular chest, the warm water crashing small waves onto their bodies every single seconds and -

“Dai-Daigo,” she called out as he pushed her legs away, and her body onto the side of the springs, so that she lay with her back on the warm cave walls. He stood over her, and with easy fingers, pulled down the rest of the bathing suit, leaving her completely naked and vulnerable. Haruka flushed as she quickly tried to cover herself with her hands, but there was nothing much she could do when he shoved her hands aside and explored the lower region of her body with fingers that left a trail of wetness from the water of the springs.

Her waist, then her bellybutton, down to her thighs. Haruka, in vain, pressed her inner thighs together, but he stroked her there, and under his stroking, she found herself whimpering, and finally giving in as she opened her legs to reveal what she had tried to hide. “Dai-Daigo…”

“Ha~ru~ka,” Daigo whispered as he pressed one finger against her entrance, and she screamed when he slipped the finger in, penetrating where she had not been touched before. Her nipples ached, and she arched her back, her arms flailing before she found them rocks to dig her nails into, as she bit her lip, and swore she would not scream.

“Uhh! Ahh! Dai-Daigo -”

He didn’t give her any time to breathe as he rubbed his finger against her insides, circling roughly, then gently, switching again and again without warning. One finger became two, became three, and then he was moving his fingers in and out - slowly, so slowly, it was killing her not to make any sounds. “No one,” he said suddenly, “will hear you.” He lifted his hand upwards, to his lips and licked them; Haruka could barely see the shiny liquid on his fingers, as Daigo smiled at her. “Yours,” he explained, still smiling. “Can you feel it, Haruka? That moistness inside you” - he indicated her vagina - “here.”

She could feel it. That strange uncomfortable wetness that seemed to indicate something else coming. Haruka squirmed when he pressed his fingers in again, wanting to wriggle away, but it felt so good, she wanted more. She needed more. The trainer raised her hips, and felt his fingers stick deeper into her body -- and she moaned.

Daigo had said no one could hear her. She didn’t know why, but, in this position, she had no choice but to trust him. His and her reputation were at sake if they were discovered like this, and she trusted him -- she knew he knew what he was… doing.

Why her?

Haruka opened her mouth to ask, but what came out was a shrill squeak, as he tugged her roughly to her feet and seized her lips again, his hands roaming about her body, down to where she was still wet, and up to her breasts, the nipples of which he pinched and pressed as his tongue flittered inbetween her teeth, tasting, she felt, every part of her mouth.

The next thing she knew, he was sitting and she was in his lap, his erection pressing close to her body. Daigo grunted as she rubbed subconsciously against the throbbing muscle, which she wouldn’t have touched, if he hadn’t held so tightly onto her. “Daigo… That…” Haruka admitted she was scared. She was only thirteen, and thirteen-year-olds don’t think about sex, or even how to do it. And yet, here she was, being groped and touched by the former Champion of the Hoenn League, a man she had looked up to.

She had never really though about looks, but Daigo ranked up there amongst the most handsome people who lived in Hoenn.

He shook his head and turned her body so that she faced away from him. “Get into the water, on your palms and knees, and your bottom out of the water,” he murmured into her ear, and she got up to obey. It was shameful, this position, because she knew what he could see from where he sat, and…

Oh.

He had pressed his fingers into her other hole, slipped them in far enough to stretch it wider than she would have ever thought possible. She shifted uncomfortably, trying to adjust to that feel. Wait, if he was --

Haruka had no time to react again before the fingers were removed, and something bigger and thicker prodded into her anus. The tip of what she knew was his erection slipped in; Haruka screamed as she felt his penis move deeper and deeper, the walls of her anus clinging tightly to his erection as he entered her. His arms were placed on her shoulders, and Haruka, still in pain, let Daigo pull her back until she sat on his legs, his erection still within her body. “Bounce,” he said, a command, and she did, moving her body up and down against her will, the pain rocking her senses, but she followed what Daigo told her to do…

Because she had to trust him.

His fingers reached to her front and toyed with her breasts as much as he could, his lips once again found her earlobe, and Haruka, under his teasing, his nibbling and tugging, and the friction between their bodies, found herself moaning aloud.

And, suddenly, his hands were removed from her breasts, and she found her bandanna covering her eyes, as firm fingers finished the knot that held it in place. “Ah --”

“Haruka,” Daigo whispered, his voice breathless once more, inbetween his grunting and panting. “Spread your legs.”

She compelled, and flinched when another pair of arms touched her inner thighs. This was clearly a different person, from the direction the arms were coming from. “Who - stop! St - ah! Uhh, Dai-Daigo…” The former Champion had not given her a chance to question the newcomer when his arms wandered to her breasts and begin to tease her nipples, which Haruka felt could burst any time.

Oh god.

She was half-submerged in water, but she could feel it, how the area between her legs grew moist at the newcomer’s touch.

“Does it feel good?” the newcomer asked.

She nodded as Steven’s hands, now placed on her hips, moved her up and down on his erection, and inhaled sharply when another throbbing muscle pressed against the entrance of her vagina.

“Don’t be scared,” he said, and -

It hurt.

Haruka knew how all those romance books always said the first time hurt, but none of it prepared her for how it really did hurt. He was moving at a speed faster than Daigo’s, pumping in and out to the rhythm that the heir to the Devon Company was moving and controlling her body at. The friction, their grunts, their moans -- their wandering hands…

The teen screamed as something hit her - the orgasm, she realised when she felt her vagina release something else altogether, and at the exact same time, she felt foreign liquid both inside her anus and her vagina, the two erections inside her body disappearing. The strange unidentified man pulled out of her first, and Haruka pressed her legs together again after he left, leaning back onto Daigo’s lean body, the former Champion who was now pressing soft kisses against the back of her cheek, her neck, her shoulders and her shoulderblades…

“Da-Daigo?” she asked weakly. Haruka felt herself being lifted and separated from the former champion. “Wh-who?”

“Somebody who loves you,” the stranger replied, as he took her lips.

Haruka shook her head, breaking the kiss. “No, tell me… who…”

“Haruka,” Daigo said, his voice straight into her ear. “It doesn’t matter. We both love you.“ He was behind her and his hands slipped to cupped her breasts, and Haruka moaned as something dripped from her vagina, and her anus… “Do you understand?”

She didn’t, but his tone made her nod and she… fell backwards, onto him, tired and weary, Haruka slipped into sleep.

-

When she opened her eyes, Yuuki was staring at her in surprise, and quickly she glanced down - Haruka sighed in relief at the fact that she was dressed.

“You fell asleep in the springs?” he asked, bewildered.

Haruka scowled and folded her arms as she stood up, with a bit of his help. Her legs felt uncomfortable, and… Was it a dream? The girl frowned as she followed her friend out of the cave, and then quickly said, “I was tired!“

“But in the springs?” Yuuki asked, sounding a bit concerned. “Wild pokémon can run into it at any time, y’know. And perverts.”

“The only pervert I know,” Haruka replied quickly, “is you.”

Yuuki shrugged. “Just warning you. Apparently, there‘s been a few cases of rape going around Sevii Islands lately.”

Rape.

Haruka quickly ran up to Yuuki’s side, hoping she wasn’t acting out of the ordinary, but still…

“Are you sure you’re fine?”

She nodded. “I had a weird dream, that’s all.”

He snorted. “Heh, dream.” The boy led her back to the pokémon center, and pointed to her the room she had taken up, to which Haruka nastily shot back that she remembered, before she hurried into her room.

The strange uncomfortable feeling between her legs…

She drew the bottom part of her bathing suit down, and watched as a white drop slipped down her thigh…

It hadn't been a dream.