Nightlife

Title: Nightlife
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Soulshipping (Sabrina x Morty)
Fandom: Pokémon
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Satoshi Tajiri, Nintendo and Shogakukan Comics. This non-profit, non-copyright infringing fanfiction belongs to me under international copyright laws and taking it is plagiarism. Thank you. *Phantomness bows*
Notes: <> for telepathy, ** for thoughts, italics if a pokemon talks
Warnings: Semi-AU, het, possible OOCness, PWP, femdom

She carefully smoothed the pale blue eye shadow over her lids, pursing her lips in the mirror to check her reflection. Her colored contacts hid her unnatural eye color well, and with her dyed hair there was enough dissimilarity for her to pass as just another hooker on the streets.
She carefully laced up her crimson high heels, smoothed down the skimpy leather miniskirt. It took only a few seconds for her pokemon to teleport her to her work place. The Machoke guard at the door ushered her inside.
The manager looked relieved. “Thank goodness you’re here! I was worried… the crowd’s pretty rough tonight, and Natasha’s out sick.”
“You can count on me.” She crooned. “I can handle it.”

She sauntered into the room, carrying a tray of drinks, feeling all eyes turn to her. “So, who wants what, big boys?”
She could feel their lust radiating from them as they stared at her, from her tube top to her ruby spikes.
“Bring me a bloody Mary!”
“Long Island Iced Tea!”
“Just a beer for me, oh, make it two. You’re looking good there, sweetheart!”
She circled her way through the crowd, poured the last drink for the familiar blonde in the corner.
He licked his lips as he looked at her.

< Well now… Fancy seeing you here again, Morty. > She drawled.
< Pleasure’s all mine, love. > He grinned wolfishly. < So, are you up for some private time later, Sabrina? >
< I think I can arrange that… now. > She sent back.
Morty blinked, and between one second and the next, he had a busty blonde – interesting color choice she had picked – draped over his front.
She cupped him through his pants. < Ooh, someone looks happy to see me. >
< There’s more than that came from. > He leered.

As one of the bar patrons whistled, Sabrina worked Morty’s pants down to reveal his glistening cock. “Well now, what have we here?”
“It’s all for you, darling.”
She smirked as she lifted her skirt teasingly. In response, he pushed her down against the bar table, almost ripping off her skimpy panties.
He could see her slightly engorged clitoris. Morty ran his finger against it, grinning as it quivered in response.
“Is all the lust around here getting to you too, darling?”
She smacked him lightly. < Don’t act so high and mighty! >
Morty just chuckled as he pinched her nubbin, earning a gasp. < Guess I guessed right. > He admired her pouty pussy lips for a moment, before getting down to business.
“Shut up and fuck me!” She snarled.
“Well, who can resist an invitation like that?” He spread her thighs and quickly penetrated her, guiding his shaft deep into her cunt. Damn, but for being an ice bitch at times, Sabrina was sure nice and tight!
The Saffron Gym Leader sure wasn’t being cold now! She was smoking!

She gave a quiet growl, before squeezing around his aching member. < I’m going to make you pay for this… >
Morty’s eyes widened slightly and he almost came right then and there. Whatever Sabrina was doing was driving him wild! Her inner folds were actually massing his dick! Where had she learned that?
He could feel his balls boiling, ready to cum. Even so, he tried to hold it in and prolong the pleasure. He wasn’t exactly successful.
The next thing he knew, he was shooting her load deep into her dripping snatch. Morty groaned loudly as his limp prick finally stopped throbbing.
Sabrina grinned as she pulled off of him. < Surrender? >
“Not yet!”
< Excellent! I like to play. > Sabrina straddled his face, bracing herself against the table and pushing her gash against his mouth. Morty struggled to breathe, but she clamped a hand over his nose and pinched it tight.

< Now, now, Morty~! You had your fun, it’s time for mine. > She cooed sweetly. < Stop talking and start licking. >
He grimly began to push his tongue into her. Tasting his own cum was kind of strange, but as she rocked against him, he found himself enjoying it. Maybe he was as twisted as she was.
It wasn’t like this was their first time.
Sabrina closed her eyes in ecstasy as Morty started his job. He might be a right prick at times, but he was damn good at licking pussy. She knew from experience that it wouldn’t take long before she came.
He grinned as he felt her juicing, scraping his teeth gently over her labia. A moan told him that he was getting it right, so he repeated his motions. < Not feeling so high and mighty now, Sabrina? >
She just laughed, before she burst, chest heaving as climax ripped through her body. He swallowed as much as he could, before she slid off of him.

They kissed each other passionately as soon as they were level again, their tongues dueling as he groped her breasts.
< We have to do this more often. > Sabrina gasped.
< I agree. >
< You free tomorrow? >
< I think I can arrange it… > He chuckled. < You know, Sabrina… this is one time when ghost doesn’t always beat psychic. >
< You said it. > She grinned, as the crowd watching burst into loud applause.

End Fic (This is a one-shot)
Completed 3/11/08
… Because shoes made me think of footjobs and I know Neph didn’t want to RP that! However, this fic was luckily ashikoki-free
My fans are so corrupting… Roxy, I am looking at you!