#pkmn.drabble

[sad-b-tch]

You weren't expecting the call you received in the middle of the night. You weren't expecting it when you shot out of bed, weary eyed and sore legged from you last few Pokémon battles.

Nevertheless, you picked up your phone, the one gifted to you by the wonderfully gracious Steven Stone. When you saw his number, you couldn't refuse to answer.

"Hello?"

His hurried, breathless words immediately put you on edge. He sounded exhausted, and like he had been through a lot. Like something had happened. His breathing caught in his throat, a shudder in his voice.

"I need you here..."

The sound made you shudder, and your mind ran a mile a minute. What had happened? Were Pokémon attacking his home? Were Team Aqua and Team Magma causing him trouble?

You didn't wait-- you just threw on your jacket and rushed to his current residence.

Imagine your surprise when you got there, burst inside, and everything was completely calm?

"Mr. Stone? Steven? Are you alright?"

You stepped deeper into the dark of his place.

You completely froze when arms wrapped around you. You could tell it was him from the cold rings that slipped under your jacket and burned your skin, even above your night shirt.

His chest heaved against your back, and his nose pressed into the crook of your neck. You opened your mouth to speak, but were left breathless feeling a stiffness press against your lower back.

He couldn't hardly wait anymore. Hearing your voice just wasn't enough for him anymore. No amount of late night calls could amount to finally getting to hold you in his arms like this.

"Stay with me tonight."

Imagine your surprise when you learned that he had been pleasuring himself to the sound of your voice whenever he called you, and his soft groans weren't because of paperwork headaches.

But-- imagine his surprise when you press harder against him, and let your fingers hook into his hair.

"You're so needy, Steven. I'm all yours."

[sad-b-tch]

Blue talks a big game. If there's anything you know about him, it's that. His social media posts, and his DMs full of gorgeous women; He had built up the intricate facade of a player.

Little did everyone know-- you had him wrapped around your finger. You brought the man to his knees with one word, and had him under you in seconds flat.

You don't have to be jealous, possessive or controlling. Those women never had a chance.

[sad-b-tch]

Red is the type of boyfriend who will let Blue fuck you for hours while he watches and occasionally joins in. In your bed, in his bed, on the table, against the wall.

Then he gets jealous when the waiter serving your table during dinner compliments your outfit. 🙄

[sad-b-tch]

Thinking about soft daddy Steven Stone who is so good to his baby girl. He loves to spoil her with anything he even thinks she'll enjoy, and puts a big rock on her finger the first chance he gets.

Soft daddy Steven Stone who bends his darling over his knees and fucks her with his fingers, his cold wedding ring pressing against her whenever she feels insecure. He loves reminding her how loved she is ❤️

And soft daddy Steven Stone who isn't afraid to punish his pretty baby when she misbehaves, opening her thighs to spank her cunt and remind her of her manners.

[sad-b-tch]

(Contains SLIGHT NSFW)

College was a scary thing for you. Sure, your dream was being a full-time Pokémon trainer-- but your father was never satisfied with that alone. He wanted you to have a backup plan, something about how his little girl needed more stability.

Even Champion Steven Stone had recognized your ability, and still your father shoved you into unknown territories.

You put up with it, and even went into Pokémon studies, which ended up being very engaging to you. You connected with an old friend, too!!

Lisia was always there for you whenever you felt less than worthy. She helped you sort out the things in your life, and in your head. She got you backstage to every one of your favorite Pokémon coordinator shows. And when you were going through a breakup, or maybe even an argument with your childhood best friend Brendan, she was there with the ice cream and movies in an instant.

Being so close with her again, though, brought something else interesting to the table.

It wasn't until long after you completed your gym challenge and practically saved the world that you learned this.

Wallace was Lisia's UNCLE

You thought she was lying when she first told you. A quick browsing through family photos proved her point.

You remembered working with him against Team Aqua and Team Magma. You remembered challenging him in the Sootopolis City Gym. Most of all though, you remembered the childish crush you had developed for him.

It was stupid, really.

You admired his power, his composure, and most of all his beauty. He didn't seem to care what people thought about him, and his confidence is always what you admired the most.

You never mentioned it to Lisia-- in fact, you forgot about it altogether!

Until you saw him again...

Wallace, even after ten years and being well into his forties, never lost any of his looks. In fact, he hardly looked like he aged at all. Maybe it was all of his mystical and mysterious training that helped him retain his youthful glow.

Whatever it was, though, seeing him again definitely reignited that childish crush. Except, this time? It wasn't very innocent.

The two of you reconnected rather well. You discussed interests, and life. You trained together, and he even helped you out here and there with money and school.

However, one day, after you were stood up on a date... Something spontaneous happened.

You had called the man crying, and he drove all the way into town just to pick you up and come to your rescue. And, in your desperate need to forget about everything... You had kissed him.

You had KISSED your best friend's uncle.

You forgot about it for awhile, until it evolved the next time you saw him. That one kiss with Wallace turned into dates in secret, hook-ups in the bathroom or in the car. Anywhere you were alone, you couldn't have him soon enough.

Surely Lisia wouldn't mind. If you were happy, she would be- right?

And what she didn't know wouldn't hurt her, right?

No big deal. You were just fucking her uncle.

[sad-b-tch]

Head empty-- Just Grimsley and his MASSIVE breeding kink 😻😻

Does he know how to raise a child? Absolutely not. Can he afford it with his gambling addiction? No sir.

But does the thought of you irreversibly marked by him, all helpless and swollen with his cum- his baby-- make him incredibly hard?

Yes. Yes it does. ❤️

[sad-b-tch]

Steven Stone:

Me:

"Let me eat your ass."