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A cold cure for Insomnia

Hey look, it's not a genshin fic

wild huh?

I'll preface this with 2 things: 1: I am, for some reason, incredibly nervous abt posting a fic that is 100% outside my wheelhouse. I've never actually posted anything but genshin fic since I started uploading a couple years ago, only like, one friend has ever seen anything else from me so this is a bit of a step. 2: this is nothing put pure, indulgent lesbian bullshit and I'll also note that I have no idea how to write f/f smut, so be gentle with me.

If you're only here for my genshin stuff, have a nice day and we'll be back to regularly scheduled bullshittery shortly. Until then, please enjoy me, self indulging over my pokemon wife.

Elite 4 Rika x Fem!Reader 7.4k words, not proofread, we die like prof. sada

NSFW, honestly it's just a whole lot of fkn smut with some fluff sprinkled in there, praise kink, hair pulling, use of toys, oral, tribbing, koraidon being an unintentional wingman.

What a day.

Sometimes you wonder how Nemona did it, rushing around doing champion things all the time. Honestly, ever since you’d beat Geeta all those years ago while you were still in school, it felt like every day was ‘go here, check this gym, go there, check that gym.’ And you were getting a little tired of it.

Especially recently, with Nemona currently travelling somewhere in the Kalos region doing Arceus knows what, and Geeta being stuck in paperwork hell with the Academy preparing for their annual treasure hunt, you’d been swamped, needing to go and check every. Single. Gym. to make sure they were all up to par.

(who knows maybe this year a new student would claim the champion title and you could retire? That’d be nice.)

Montenevera was the last stop on your trip, and while the vibe was always lovely in the snowy mountain town…you’d never been particularly fond of the cold… Only made worse by Rhyme and her gang of ghost pokemon sending a particular shiver down your spine that you just couldn’t shake.

Night had fallen by the time you finally walked out the sliding doors of the League building, only to be greeted by your one nemesis.

Fucking snow.

Here, on the outskirts of Mesagoza.

You wanted to scream, but that wasn’t very becoming of a League champion now was it?

So with a sigh, you reach for a specific pokeball on your hip. The trek home wasn’t far, but in the sleet and cold, you knew it’d be faster if you rode.

Koraidon however, apparently had other ideas.

The moment his feet touch the cold ground, he yelps and backs right up and into the League building once again.

“Koraidon…c’mon bud, we just need to get home.” you sigh “I know you’re tired too…I promise to make you the best dang sandwich when we get home…yeah?”

The paradox pokemon simply looks at you with wide, sad eyes and a low chitter before he willingly returns to his ball.

Great….just great. Not even your most reliable pokemon was willing to brave even more snow, not after today.

“Woah-ho, what’s gotten under his scales?” a familiar voice sounds from behind you, snapping you from your despondent staring at Koraidon’s pokeball. The familiar click of dress boots give her away before Rika steps into view.

How she always managed to look so very casual while pulling off suspenders was beyond you, but every time you were anywhere in the vicinity of the first member of the Elite four, you found your mouth running dry and your mind wandering very far away from here. She tilts her head at you and it takes her waving her hand in front of your eyes to realise you were absolutely staring at her.

Way to go.

“Woah, you alright? You look wiped.” She comments, her brow furrowing as she looks you up and down.

“A-ah…yeah, sorry…s’been a long few days…” you eventually mumble, turning your gaze to the floor as you clip Koraidon’s ball back to your belt with the others. “Geeta’s had me checking and rechecking all the gyms to make sure they’re ready for the next treasure hunt…we just got back from Montenevera…cold…tired…and now it’s snowing a-and Koraidon is just…too tired to take me home..”

A slender, comforting hand gently rests between your shoulder blades, rubbing small, soothing circles and it takes everything in you to not crumble apart there, man, how desperate did you have to be to nearly cry at friendly touch? “You live all the way on the other side of town, dontcha?” She asks, her free hand raising to push some of her green hair from her face as the look of worry on her features only seems to grow “Ain’t no way you’re making that walk in this state…”

“I’ll live…” you sigh, hanging your head and readjusting your bag as you lift your head to look at the snow flurry that was definitely only getting heavier.

“Nah, C’mon, you can crash at mine tonight, it’s closer.” Rika chimes, patting you on the back and passing you a wink before she heads out the door.

You blink, watching her back in silence, there was no way she had just invited you to spend the night, absolutely no way. You needed to go see a doctor and maybe get your hearing checked-

“You comin? Or did Rhyme’s Toxtricity paralyse you up there in Montenevera?” She calls, stopping and looking over her shoulder. There's a…a look in her eyes that you can't quite make out, but it makes your heart jackhammer just that little bit, especially when she turns and offers her hand “C’mon, let's get you home, yeah?”

You swallow the lump in your throat as you blink at her outstretched, gloved hand and then up at her smile.

Arceus, you were weak…how you ever made champion when you can’t even look the first of the Elite four in the eye without feeling your cheeks heat, you’ll never know.

Finally, you reach out and take her hand, not expecting her to tug you into her side, arm draping over your shoulders as she starts walking again, all but pulling you along with her. Her hand gives your shoulder a reassuring squeeze as she shares her body warmth with you on the trek down the mountainside towards the tunnel. For someone so slim, she was…much warmer than you expected, and you find yourself sleepily zoning out, simply focusing on one food in front of the other.

Thankfully, Rika was pretty alright with not needing to make small talk. This wasn’t the first time you had both just…existed in the same space in silence…to be fair the silence on your part before was because you had no idea how to talk to her without muddling your words like a lovestruck idiot, and perhaps that was still the case. Regardless, you play up the ‘tired’ aspect and simply bask in being close.

The unfortunate downside to the tunnel from Mesagoza up to the League headquarters, was the wind. Right now? Frigid and inhospitable, the icy chill stinging at your eyes, at least until your companion comes to your rescue, shifting you behind her taller frame and blocking the wind, hand moving from your shoulder to your hand, giving that same reassuring squeeze as she looks over her shoulder, small smile on her face.

You swear you can feel her thumb gently rubbing over your knuckles as she bends her arm behind her back to keep a secure hold on you.

Rika…she really was something else, something you didn’t deserve.

The moment the tunnel spits you both out into Mesagoza’s side streets, she takes an immediate right. Had you been walking home, you would have had to take a left and trudge all the way to the other side of the city, past the academy and almost to the pokemon centre by the west gate.

The flurry of snow was only getting worse, you can feel your clothes growing heavy and damp, and the concrete was getting slippery. Thankfully it’s not all that long before she tugs you into an apartment building and into a blessedly warm elevator. Holding you steady as your world begins to spin and blur at the edges. Perhaps you really had pushed it a bit too much today, hitting Cascarrafa, Glaseado and Montenevera in a single day…

“Hey.” Rika murmurs as your head rests against her shoulder “Stay with me, nearly there, kay? We’ll get you inside n’warmed up, yeah?”

“Mmh…kay..” you manage to mumble back, simply enjoying being held, even if it was light. Her arm wrapped around your torso as you just breath. She smells like Cedarwood…and maybe a hint of Ozone…might have something to do with her Camerupt… but it’s not an unwelcome scent at all. You only get a few moments to enjoy it before the elevator chimes, and you’re gently tugged out into, and down a hallway. Rika’s free hand fishing her keys from her pocket. She has to let you go to get the door open, muttering something about a stuck lock and needing to call maintenance, but with a bodily shove of her shoulder, the lock clicks and the door swings open.

Her apartment is blessedly warm, she must have left the heater on when she left for work this morning, because the warm air nearly takes you out before you even enter the door, needing to lean against the frame with a relieved sigh, knowing that even if you had made it home tonight, your heater had definitely not been on, and hadn't been for several days.

Rika only laughs softly, gently pulling you inside so she could close the door.

“Here…lets get you to the bathroom and into the shower…you’re absolutely freezing.” She mutters. Half-carrying you down the hall. Her apartment is…honestly what you expected. Neat enough, but not overly tidied. Lived in, comfortable, Inviting. Shades of soft greens and earthy tones scattered everywhere, a few large pokemon beds scattered about for her pokemon to enjoy outside of their balls. The only things really alluding to the fact that Rika was far more well off than most had to be the massive TV mounted to the living room wall, and what looked like one of the newer game consoles…the ones that had been super hard to get because of a manufacturing supply issue…fancy.

You don't quite register that she’s slowly pulling your clothes away from you until she’s already got your beanie, scarf and jacket off, each item thrown into her laundry hamper, at some point she’d also already started the shower for you, the room already beginning to fill with steam. You snap back to reality when theres a gently tug at the hem of your shirt, silently asking for your permission to remove it.

“O-oh, I uh…s-sorry…” you mumble, raising your arms above your head anyway, cheeks flushing pink with embarrassment as she pulls the item away, the tank top beneath still leaving you modest enough to not die on the spot. “I-I can handle it from here…”

“You sure?” she murmurs softly “S’no big deal to me.”

“Y-yeah…I’ll be fine…thanks.”

You watch as the tiniest hint of…disappointment? Flickers across her features…no, surely you were imagining…but she doesn’t push it any further.

“Alrighty, I’ll go find something you can wear for the night and then throw your clothes in the laundry once you’re in the shower, yeah?”

“Mm…t-thank you Rika…you really…you didn’t have to-” you mumble, unable to meet her gaze, but she just smiles and shrugs, her fingers slowly pushing a stray strand of hair out of your face.

“And what if I wanted to? You look like you need a break.” She retorts, sliding past you and continuing down the hall before you can reply.

Soon enough, the rest of your clothes join the laundry hamper and you slip into the shower, beneath the scalding spray and you want to cry all over again, your fingers begin to prick with pins and needles as they slowly regain feeling, serves you right for leaving your gloves at home.

A few minutes into your shower, you hear the distinctive, soft thud of cloth hitting the counter. “Here’s some jammies, sorry if they’re a bit big.” Rika chuckles before vanishing back down the hall. You almost don’t want to get out of the hot spray, especially not once you start giving yourself a good scrub down with whatever fancy-branded body wash she kept in here.

At least now you know what to buy that would make you smell like cedarwood…

After you feel the last of the day’s grime finally wash from your body, you shut off the water and poke your head out of the shower. Thankfully Rika had already left a towel waiting atop the clothes she’d sacrificed to you. It’s as you’re drying off that you finally get a good look in the mirror and…wow…

Now you think you understand why she’d been so concerned…you look like you had two black eyes, that's how tired you were…

–

You find Rika relaxing in the living room watching TV when you finally emerge, changed into a fresh set of long pyjamas and- you can’t even stop the giggle when you notice the clodsire slippers.

“Where on earth did you get those?” you ask, pointing to said slippers, earning a grin and a snicker from their wearer.

“Larry actually.” She chuckles “secret santa a couple years back.” With that, she pats the spot on the couch next to her, and you, now warm and content, plop down beside her without a second thought, leaning against the arm of the couch with a content sigh. “How’re you feelin?” she asks, idly flipping through the channels.

“Mmh…much better…thank you again…I…I don’t think I would have made it home…not in this weather.”

“Oh I coulda told you that, Honey. In fact I’m pretty sure I did.” She snickers, her lips quirking at the side when she notes the way your cheeks flush pink at the pet name. “I’ve ordered some takeout, s’too cold to go out n’ grab food...and I’m usually too beat after work to bother cooking.”

“Then how the hell do you stay so skinny?” You snicker at her, receiving a wink in response.

“Oh I take my cardio seriously.” is all the response she gives before she finally decides there is nothing decent on regular TV, and switches over to a streaming service, throwing on some random popular movie.

Once again, you both settle into a comfortable silence, Rika rising from the couch half an hour in to fetch the dinner left at her door before returning, at some point with a blanket in tow. You sit up a little as she places the food on the coffee table and plops down right beside you this time, draping the blanket over both your laps. It’s not until you take the first mouthful of that delightful galarian curry, that you realise just how hungry you are, barely paying attention to the movie as you scarf down your meal, fighting back tears at Rika’s acts of kindness for the third time today, and only seemingly taking a breath once you’ve finished your meal, leaning back into the arm of the couch with a content sigh, only to squeak when Rika finishes her own a few minutes later and bodily leans into your side, head to your chest and arms slowly wrapping around your torso as she pulls her legs up and gets comfortable beside you with a content huff.

Arceus she was just so…so handsome, breathtaking… and she was just…cuddling you like you’d both been doing this kind of thing for years… it was sudden, but it didn’t feel wrong…and slowly, you bring your arm down from where it had been splayed along the back of the couch, to gently card through her hair, pulling some of her bangs from her face and tucking them behind her ear.

“Hmm…you should get some sleep, kiddo…arceus knows you need it.” She hums, glancing up at you from her spot on your chest. You know she’s right, and she doesn’t complain when you shift, even reaching behind her to hand you an extra cushion to tuck behind your head as you lay out along the couch, Rika coming to rest between your legs, head once again leaning onto your chest, her extra warmth and weight just adding another layer of comfort as you both go back to watching the movie.

Now usually, usually you were the kind of person who could drop off watching a movie quite easily. But on very rare occasions, you would find yourself struck with bouts of insomnia, and unfortunately for you, they always seemed to happen after periods of prolonged stress.

Like needing to go and personally make sure every gym was up to standards…

Before you even knew it, the credits begin to roll, you’re exhausted, but offensively awake, to the point where even Rika is surprised, blinking those beautiful crimson eyes up at you.

“Can’t sleep?” she asks with a tilt of her head.

“Sometimes Insomnia is a bitch.” You concede, she makes a noise of understanding.

“Ah, yeah…I know that feeling…” she admits, staring up at you, to the point you feel your cheeks heating again, and you avert your gaze “but, thankfully, I know the best solution for that.” She adds, shimmying to push herself up on her hands and knees, looming over you, some of her hair, having been free’d of its usual ponytail, cascading over her shoulders to tickle at your face.

“O-oh? And…what might that be?” that look in her eyes is back, the one you couldn’t quite read properly back at HQ, but here, with her inches from your face? It’s loud and clear.

Hunger.

“Do you trust me?” She asks, her lips quirking into a smirk as you shrink beneath her.

“W-would I have followed you home if I hadn’t?” you manage to squeak back at her, nowhere near as confident and commanding as it had sounded in your head. It’s enough to make her chuckle, and you watch in a daze as she licks her lips, a single hand coming up to softly grip your chin, lifting your face.

“Hm, touche…” and with that, her lips are on yours, she swallows the squeaking gasp that you let out, taking the opportunity of your mouth being open to send her tongue in to explore. To you it feels like electricity, like you’d just taken a thunderbolt to the senses; She’s soft, gentle, probing, gauging your reactions. Apparently she must have liked what she got, because she deepens the kiss, nipping at your lips as one hand tangles in your hair, rougher. You like this a bit better.

You’re the one who needs to come up for air first, pulling your face away with a loud, breathless gasp as you try to catch your breath.

The look you find waiting for you is…predatory, is the only word that comes to mind, and if it wasn’t for the fact she was already between your knees, you’d be squeezing your thighs together so tight, because it’s doing something…funny to your insides.

“Hmm…you ever done anything like…this before?” She asks, voice low and husky and you’re very ready to pass away, but you manage a shake of your head and the grin you get in response?

It’s like a Mightyena who’s just found it’s lunch. She was going to eat you, and she was going to enjoy every second of it.

“Well then, we’d best move…couch sex is great n’ all, but I’d rather your first time be somewhere a little more comfortable.” she remarks, pulling away. You whine at the loss of her extra warmth, but that whine quickly turns to a yelp when she takes your arm and drags you up with a strength she hadn’t shown you before. Always full of tricks, Rika was.

The admittedly short trek down the hall to her room is…hindered. Every few steps you’d find yourself pressed against the wall, Rika towering over you as hands tangle in your hair and lips crash to yours as she steals what little breath you manage to catch before you’re separating, taking a couple more steps and repeating the process.

Right outside the bedroom door, the slim trainer actually lifts you up the wall a ways, enough so that your legs instinctively wrap around her waist, nothing but her pyjama pants and the thin boxer’s you’d borrowed off her keeping you apart, but already entirely too much clothing in the way. You moan loudly when she rolls her hips into yours, the sensations all new and overwhelming, but you don't think you’ve ever felt this good before in your life.

Her hands find your ass as she pulls back from the wall, holding you to her firmly as you both finally stumble into her room, only given a second to brace before she’s throwing you down into the blankets, and even less time before she’s on you, grinning and hungry as hands fly up your top, pushing it up your chest so she can finally access some skin.

“A-ah! Rika-” her name was lost on her for the time being, far too engrossed in leaving open mouthed kisses along your chest and stomach, mouth latching over one of your nipples while her hand works at the other. Your own hands twisting and clenching at her blanket, your squirming only made worse when she shifts again, her knee pressing between your legs and right against your aching cunt.

At some point, she manages to wrangle the top off you completely, throwing it to the void so her hands can explore the expanse of your chest properly, she leaves no patch of skin untouched, no freckle or blemish uncharted, and when your whining begins to pitch as the nipple she sucks on becomes too sensitive, she gets go, only to latch to your collar bone instead, hands roaming your body.

You let out an embarrassingly pitiful mewl when her fingers dip beneath the waistband of your borrowed boxers, and you immediately bring a hand up to cover your mouth. Rika, apparently, doesn’t like that. Her hand retreating from its place as she props herself on the other, pulling away entirely, even shifting her knee back, depriving you of that delicious friction. Your hand is tugged away from your mouth and pinned to your side, her eyes narrowing dangerously.

“Don’t.” She scolds quietly “I wanna hear you.”

“B-but-”

“Don’t be a brat.” she interjects, eyes flashing dangerously “I know that aint’ you… you wanna be a good girl, yeah?”

Oh.

Oh no.

That shouldn’t have such an effect on you.

There’s no hiding it from Rika either. Her smirk widens as she stares smugly down at your trembling frame.

“Oh? You like that huh? Well then, are you gonna be a good girl and do as I say?” she hums “I’ll make sure you feel real good, yeah?”

“M-mhm…” is all you manage to squeak out, earning a raised eyebrow.

“What was that? Didn’t quite hear you there, princess.” Rika snickers. She knows exactly what she’s doing, and the humiliation burns your ears and makes your insides squirm in a way you didn’t think would feel as good as it did.

“I-I’ll be good…” you whisper, your hands twisting into the sheets as Rika hums, leaning down to press a chaste kiss to your burning cheek.

“That’s a good girl.” she purrs “you just relax n’let me handle things, kay?”

You actually sigh into the kiss when she does finally return to what she was doing, your arms wrapping over her shoulders as she shifts back into place, hands lightly roaming your skin, teasing and testing sensitive spots, occasionally getting a little rougher, just enough to rile you a little more, before settling again. Before she can get back into your pants however, you tug at her shirt, whining into her mouth; thankfully, Rika is smart, she gets your hint and pulls away just long enough to tug her top off.

Her skin is soft, smooth, a few burn scars and claw marks here and there as she settles beside you, one of your thighs caught between her knees as she wraps an arm under your shoulders, pulling you close to her chest as the other hand grazes southward, she doesn't dally once her fingers breech the waistband of your boxers, quickly locating the sticky mess between your thighs with a pleased hum.

“Mmm, look at that…” she hums as a pair of fingers easily delve through your pussy, retracting from your boxers entirely so she can admire the glistening slick dripping from her fingers. “You’re so wet already, honey…” Rika makes sure you watch as she pops those two fingers into her mouth and you squeak, face burning in embarrassment.

She doesn’t give you much time to react, the moment she pulls those slender fingers from her lips, she shifts, your boxers are wrenched off and you’re left bare before her as she parts your knees to settle on her belly between your thighs, eyes flashing devilishly in the low light, and hot breath ghosting over your most sensitive parts.

“R-Rika-”

“You have no idea how long I’ve waited to get you into my bed.” She rasps between open-mouthed kisses along your thighs, arms wrapping around to keep yout hips in place as she takes her sweet time. “When was it… mmh, yeah I think it was…two years ago? Koraidon suddenly came out of his ball all sorry lookin’ in the middle of a meeting…”

Oh Arceus, you remember that meeting… Perhaps you’d been a little soft with Koraidon…he’d learnt that if he looked sorry enough, you’d make him a sandwich… but it was getting awfully hard to focus when a warm tongue suddenly licks a flat stripe into your cunt, and lips seal around your clit, shocking you from your thoughts as her strong hands prevent you from accidentally crushing her head with your thighs.

“Without even stopping to think, you got up n’ you got him what he needed.” she whispers into your thigh once she finally pulls away “middle of a meetin… n’ heres our newest champion, making a sandwich for her pokemon.” she chuckles “I dunno…something about how casually you just…did that…I’ve wanted this ever since but Geeta’s always had you running all over the place, pinning you down has always been impossible…least until today.”

“Rika…”

“You’re always doing everything for everyone else… you deserve to relax.” For a brief moment, she flashes you a genuine smile, not a hint of that handsome smirk that you’re so used to; just genuine warmth before she tugs you down by your hips and returns her mouth to you, long strokes of her tongue between your folds that leave any words dead in your throat, and your hands tangling in her hair for any semblance of control. You didn’t want to hurt her, but when she sucks harshly on your clit, you cry out and yank on her hair a little harder than you’d meant to, any apology dying when she groans and shudders, her eyes rolling back for a moment.

“You’re killin me, kid.” She sighs in the brief moment she brings herself to separate from you “keep doin that and you might end up in trouble.”

It sounds like a threat… but the way she suddenly looks so…debauched, has you tugging at her silky hair again when a pair of fingers slowly begin to prod at your core, spurring her on as you squirm and mewl.

Eventually, you feel something deep in your belly, different from before, something building that has your breath coming harshly as you try to squirm away, stopped by a firm hand pressing just below your navel.

“R-rika-! s-somethings…I-I feel-” you whimper as the pressure builds, you expect her to pull away in concern, but her eyes flash with realisation, and she only seems to double down, her long, slender fingers curling inside of you and brushes against…something. Something that has you nearly scream her name as that pressure snaps and your world turns white, fingers curling harshly into her hair.

Somewhere, through the haze, you feel a weight resting on you, and a hand resting on your cheek, but it takes a little longer for your ears to finally stop ringing and realise Rika was gently calling your name.

“There you are..” She chuckles softly as you finally remember how to uncross your eyes and look at her. “That looked intense…you ok?”

“Uh…uh-huh…” you respond dumbly, resting your cheek against her hand “what…what was that..?”

Rika’s lips pull into a thin, concerned line as her brows furrow.

“They really didn’t teach sex-ed at the academy, did they?” She asks.

“I-I mean…they did…s’just…basic..” you mumble as you slowly come down from…whatever high that just was.

“Obviously.” she sighs with a shake of her head “Was that seriously your first orgasm?”

Oh.

“oh…I uh…yeah…I guess it was.” and the humiliation was back. You knew what an orgasm was in theory…you’d just..never bothered to try it yourself.

“Well…I suppose I should count myself honoured then.” She snickers, leaning in to kiss at your undoubtedly sweaty forehead. “Couple more of those N’ I think you’ll be sleeping like a Komala.”

“M-more…?” you whisper, she laughs, catching your wide-eyed expression.

“Oh yeah, that was just foreplay, sweet thing…you did so well.”

And the praise was back, despite the way your joints feel molten hot, you still manage to squirm beneath her.

“I- s-should I…um…h-help you now?” your question is barely a whisper, all nerves…you have no idea how she did what she did but it felt…wrong to take and not give.

But Rika only shakes her head.

“What’d I say before?” she chides, slowly sitting back on her knees “Your one job tonight is to relax…I’ve got you.”

“But…what about you-”

“Don’t you worry about me. I’ll get off eventually.” She chuckles, smirking when you sigh and relent. “I want one more outta you before then though.” She mumbles as she shifts out from between your knees, sitting and reaching for her bedside table as you stare at the ceiling, basking in the shaky afterglow.

“D-did you…mean what you said before?” you mumble more at the ceiling than anything “that you’ve been…waiting for this..?”

“What reason do I have to lie to you?” She chuckles as she fiddles with…whatever she’s fiddling with. “You earned my respect the day you beat me when you first took on the Elite four, my admiration when you beat Geeta and became a champion…”

“God…those stupid glasses haunt me.” you snicker, remembering rather vividly being sat, alone in a room with Rika when you had first taken on the league, you’d read up plenty on other pokemon leagues in other regions, but never once had any of them had an interview-style exam right at the start.

“Hey, I like my glasses, thank you very much!” Rika snorts as she finally shifts back over, pulling you close with one arm as something…new slides between your legs, a quick glance and- oh.

You never really took Rika for the kind to own toys…but…at the same time, you never really gave it much thought. It’s nothing extreme, but to you, who’s never had anything other than a pair of slender fingers inside you very recently, the silicone toy is still rather intimidating.

“This ok?” She asks, mouthing at your neck and shoulder “if you don’t want to, you don’t have to.”

“I…I do..just..nervous is all.”

“Mmh, good girl, so trusting…” there she goes again with the pet name that makes you shiver, not helped by the cold press of lubricated silicone against your still-sensitive cunt, gently pressing just that little bit further as Rika mouths your neck, nibbling down on the juncture between throat and shoulder, an adequate distraction as she pulls your leg out of the way with her own and sinks the toy in, slowly, almost tender as she coos comforts, coaxing you to relax, praise falling from her easily.

“Look at that, you took it so well.” She praises once the toy reaches the hilt “fuck, you’re making me regret not buying a harness… might just have to pick one up so I can fuck you proper, yeah?”

You can't even bring yourself to respond to her dirty talk, blinking hazily downwards as you gently press a hand just below your belly-button, taking the hint, Rika pulls the toy almost all the way out and then thrusts it back in. The feeling of it inside you, plus being able to feel it beneath your hand makes you moan loud and long, head falling back against the pillows as Rika lets you go, using her now free arm to prop herself up to watch you as she begins rhythmically working the dildo in and out of you, a small shift of her thumb has it brushing against your clit every time she sinks the silicone back into you, only adding to the layers of pleasure as your toes curl and your legs twitch.

“Look at you taking it like you were made for this, good girl.” she purrs, licking at her lips “I really shoulda found another reason to get you alone waaay before now.”

“Ungh…please…p-please…more…” It takes more than you feel like it should to beg, good as it felt, you’re worried that Rika was perhaps treating you just a little too softly. “Rika please…please please pleas-”

“Woah there, settle down baby.” She whispers, kissing at your cheek “Lookit you, telling me what you want like a good girl…who am I to deny the champion?”

Your attempt at telling her she didn’t need to use your title is quickly drowned out when she sits up, plunging the toy deeper inside of you with this new angle, brushing up against that one spot that had triggered your last orgasm. Her free hand pins your chest down as she smiles down at you, predatory and hungry for your reactions as she ups the pace, occasionally stopping to really grind the toy deep inside of you, right against that sensitive spot that has your voice pitch higher while you grip at Rika’s hand like your life depended on it.

As your next orgasm draws closer, you whimper, tugging at her hand, overstimulated ,overwhelmed, knowing you needed something, but not quite sure what that something was. At least until Rika pulls you to sit up, not even interrupting her pace as she braces you against her chest so you can hide your face away into the crook of her neck. All the while she mutters praise and pet names into your ear. She groans when that knot snaps for the second time tonight and you cry her name into her throat. You don’t pass out like you’re pretty sure you did last time at least, but as the shocks of pleasure begin to fade out, you really do begin to feel the pull of exhaustion behind your eyes as you slump against Rika’s shoulder, whimpering quietly when she slowly pulls the toy from your sensitive core, feeling the way your muscles involuntarily clench around it.

“How was that, baby? You doin alright?” She asks, gently tossing the toy back towards the bedside table as she turns her attention back to you. You were dizzy, dazed, and exhausted, yet through all that one thought still persisted.

She’d been doing all of this for you, and she still had her goddamn pants on.

Her breath hitches when your hand drops to her thighs, pressing beneath the waistband as you try to swallow down your nervousness to return the favour properly, biting your lip as you find the slick, wet mess already waiting for you; in a way, it was comforting to know that she was in fact, turned on by all of this. You’re clumsier than Rika at this, inexperienced and nervous, but you listen as she lets out a shuddering breath, her head leaning against yours for a moment as you slowly gain some confidence. That is until she grabs your wrist, ignoring your whine as she pulls your hand away and lays you back down, taking a moment to kiss any air out of your lungs, trying to calm your fraying nerves at being denied the chance to please her.

“Hey… It’s ok sweetie.” She murmurs against your lips, uncaring of your wide-eyed pout “One more…”

“Nooo.” you whine, wiggling in her grip “I cant…s’too much Rika…” truly, you didn't think you could take another, no matter how good it felt, the first two had been so intense, but Rika only smiles.

“I know you can give me one more, sweet girl.” she purrs, watching as you squirm and shake your head like you could actually deny her. “Will you stop being a brat if I told you this one will also get me off?”

At that, your squirming stops as you blink tiredly up at her, earning a chuckle and a fond shake of her head.

“R-really?”

“Yeah, s’nice n easy on you too…you wanna try?”

You seriously doubted she could get another out of you, hell, you seriously doubted you could stay awake for much longer, her initial plan definitely working…but if it brought her pleasure too…

“O-ok…I’ll try…”

“That’s my girl.” She whispers softly, pressing just as soft a kiss to your lips “Lay back for me, princess.”

You do just that, shifting a few pillows to get comfortable, if you thought your joints ached before, now you felt like you've made the trip to the three final gyms today on foot…perhaps you should make Koraidon his favourite sandwich as thanks for carrying you around all day.

You feel Rika take hold of one of your legs, lifting it so your knee bends over her shoulder as she settles into place, finally free of her own bottoms as she slots her pelvis against yours. You gasp at the feeling of your cores pressing together. It felt…soft, but almost way more intimate and intense than anything she’d done to you prior…whatever she was doing, definitely wasn’t covered in any sex-ed class you’d taken back in school.

You’re about to ask, when she rolls her hips and oh-

Perhaps it was your already overstimulated state, or just the position itself, but as she slowly grinds herself against you, the friction leaves you breathless, even more so when you look at Rika’s face. Her brow is furrowed in deep concentration as she bites at her bottom lip, face contorting in pleasure as she groans into your knee, her nails digging into the soft flesh of your thigh as she rolls her hips just a little harder, the pain only adding to the sensation.

“S-shit…” she pants, “fuck you feel so good…good girl..” she moans, head tilting back as she stares up at the ceiling, shuddering when you whimper and lift your hips as she rolls down again, sending another jolt of pleasure through you both. “That’s it princess, j-just like that… you’re gettin real good at this…”

Her words of pleasured praise do…something else to you, sparking that last bit of energy you had left to life as you continue to try and keep rhythm with her, grinding together slow and deep and watching in awe as the first member of the elite four comes apart in front of you for the first time, her sounds going from quite whispers to long moans and pleasured keens.

“Rika- R-rika…” you pant “mmf-fuck… can’t believe it’s taken this long..” the words are out of your mouth before you have the forethought to think about them “I’ve had the stupidest crush on you since we first met back when I was taking the gym challenge… you were so- ah! H-handsome and intimidating…I…thought you were a-a man and nearly called you S-sir-”

“FUCK-” her shout actually makes you jolt, and you realise she’s cumming, cunt grinding deliciously into your own as she bites down on your leg, the sudden extra jolt of pleasure-pain sending you over the edge as well with an open-mouthed scream.

Somewhere in the haze before you pass out, you make a mental note to try calling Rika ‘sir’ next time…if there was a next time.

–

It’s light out when you wake the next morning, blinking sleep from your eyes as you look out the window.

Seems the snow had only picked up during the night, most of which you don't remember after…well, everything. Save for a straw in your mouth, Rika’s gentle voice coaxing a few sips of fluid into you, and a damp cloth wiping you down, hushing your overstimulated whimpers of protest.

Somehow she’d even managed to get you dressed again without waking you…you must have crashed hard. Yet the thing that sticks out to you is that the bed is severely lacking in another body, Rika nowhere to be found.

At first, a pit of worry sows itself into your gut. Had she gone to sleep on the couch after all that? Had she had second thoughts-

A clatter from down the hall, and her warm laughter however, abate that somewhat.

“You’re such an ungainly thing.” you hear her snicker “Hold on a second it’s nearly done, needy lizard.”

Koraidon’s telltale ‘i'm hungry and sad, feed me’ whine quickly turns to happy chirping at the promise of food, his head turning to the hallway as you shuffle out of bed, blanket and all to trudge down the hall. happily leaving Rika to her business as he trots over to greet you, shoving his massive snout right into your belly.

“See? All your complainin’ woke her up!” Rika snorts, resting a hand on her hip. “N’here i was trying to make you breakfast before you woke up…”

Your cheeks heat a little at the sentiment.

“Keyword is try…good luck getting any cooking past Koraidon…” you mumble softly, petting said pokemon’s head feathers down as the other trainer leaves the kitchen, pressing a soft kiss to your temple.

“Well, initially I’d enlisted him to help, but that turned out to be a bust..” She snickers. “G’mornin.”

“M-morning..”

Rika tilts her head at you with an amused grin “aw, actin all shy after everything that happened last night?” she muses, chuckling when all the response you give is a slightly redder face before you drop your head into Koraidon’s feathers. Her amusement soon melts away as a warm, now intimately familiar hand, comes to rest on your back.

“Hey…” she sighs “I enjoyed myself last night… I hope you did too…”

“I-I did… its just…I…” you nibble at your bottom lip, unable to come up with the words to describe how you’re feeling. Giddy and nervous, emotional and excited, all wrapped up into one package.

Thankfully, your companion seems to take it in stride, pressing another kiss to your temple before she returns to the kitchen.

“Oh by the way.” She pipes up after a moment. “Geeta called this morning…snow’s a little too heavy today so HQ’s shut…looks like we have a long weekend.”

Oh, an extra day off? That's probably the best news you could have gotten today, considering your legs were still shaking like a newborn deerling…

“Nice..” you giggle, slowly shuffling towards the couch, pulling her blanket up over your shoulders as you flop down by the arm and get cozy.

“Thats what I said.” She snickers, soon joining you with a hot plate of food. If you’d thought the galarian curry last night had been good, this trumped it, your body screaming for food after last night’s exertion.

“Y’know, if you want…you’re more than welcome to crash here for the weekend…” Rika throws the offer casually as she eats, content smile upon her face as she watches you from the corner of her eye “Snow’s only gotten heavier since yesterday, n’I don't wantcha getting hurt tryina get home..”

This time, you can hear the intent behind her words, the intent you couldn’t read yesterday as you turn your head towards the window, to the almost whiteout of Masagoza. You contemplate the offer as you polish off your breakfast, placing the plate on the coffee table before you, watching as Koraidon happily trots up to lick the plate clean with a happy chirp.

“Hmmm…well, if you��re happy to have me…who am I to say no…sir.” you know it’s cheeky, you know it’s going to end badly for you, but watching Rika’s face suddenly go from cool, calm and collected, to beet red is totally worth it before she shoves the last mouthful of her own food into her mouth, slamming the plate onto the table before she grabs you by the collar of your shirt and hauls you up.

You cackle all the way down the hall as she all but drags you back to the bedroom.

You were in for a long weekend indeed.

#pokemon scarlet and violet x reader #Rika x reader #elite four rika x reader #Rika x reader smut

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xoteajays · 1 year

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like separating salt from water.

ship: elite four rika x female!oc. fandom: pokemon scarlet violet. word count: ~5800. ao3: link.

warning: 18+, explicit n/sfw, minors dni, full fic posted and tagged accordingly on ao3.

notes: oc is 19, name is pronounced ‘rith-mee’. rika uses she/her pronouns but is not specifically called a ‘woman’.

Rhythmi shrinks under Rika. Not just because of her shy naivety and being forced to improvise in the face of intimacy unlike anything she’s known before, but because Rika is tall. Rhythmi is just under eye-level to her mouth, which would be fine if she could at all stop distractedly staring at Rika’s lips. The frequency Rhythmi finds herself catching sight of the flash of her teeth as she smiles or talks, or her tongue wetting her lips or caught between her teeth in moments of focus; well, it’s an embarrassing frequency. The sights are burned in her memory.

Memories aren’t what she’s thinking on now though. Rain is pelting down on her head, her team is safely tucked away in their pokéballs in her bag. They, at least, are dry and her bag clutched to her chest as she runs towards the glowing shelter of the pokécenter. She dodges around one of the free standing table, almost tripping and slamming into the wall as she skids to a stop under the small roof. Rika follows close behind her. Surprisingly slower despite the elite’s long legs in comparison to Rhythmi’s own.

Rhythmi hunches over, hands on her knees and bag slipping down her arm as she heaves in breaths. She’d never been a fan of running, but Koraidon had decidedly not been a fan of the rain, refusing to leave its pokéball. Not a surprise she couldn’t order it around, technically it wasn’t her’s; she’d just had the pokéball dumped in her hands by Arven however long ago that had been. Weeks? Months? It didn’t really matter, it was in Rhythmi’s hands now.

Rika leans against the wall beside her.

“So much for the rain not being ‘that bad’, hu-“ Rhythmi speaks as she straightens up a little, voice catching in her throat when her gaze pauses on Rika’s thin fluttering chest, the elite four member trying to steady her own breathing. Rhythmi swallows thickly, forcing her gaze further up.

Not her best plan as now her eyes are drawn to Rika’s face. Water drips down her skin. Rhythmi watches a drop slide over the slope over her nose and settle in the bow of her top lip. She watches Rika’s gloved hand move, pushing up through her green hair and brushing it back off her face. Her hand stays there a moment and Rhythmi’s eyes are locked on it, her thin wrist and her long fingers, both dotted with rain droplets.

She doesn’t notice Rika is staring back at her until her eyes drift again. Rika’s maroon eyes are locked on her, watching. There’s a glint of something in them that Rhythmi doesn’t have time to decipher because she’s turning her own gaze away quickly. It’s been no secret, this crush of her’s; she’s not just an open book about it, she’s an open children’s book, all easy-readable pictures.

FULL FIC ON AO3.

#ocappreciation #queerocs #elite four rika #elite four rika x oc #elite four rika x reader #pokemon #rika pokemon #pokemon oc #oc: rhythmi #this *cannot* be posted fully here #tumblr will take me out #but i wrote so much so im posting a lil bit #please read on ao3!

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r0-boat · 4 days

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Shit, Rika would say, in a relationship with you.

Happy lesban.

Rika x Fem!reader

"Good girl, kiss me properly."

"Youre kinda cute when you're mad. You know that?"

*pouting* "Where's my candy?"

"ain'tcha going to share?"

"those are nice looking lips May I kiss em?"

"come on, no one's around...kiss me deeper"

"Aww, You know I can't resist your cute wittle pouty face."

"You're beautiful, ya know that?"

"You deserve to be spoiled."

"at the store, What size cooch you got?"

"You're so cute, I could squeeze you till you pop! Haha, just kidding."

"put you down? Whaat? But you look so good in my arms like this."

"struggle all you like, You're not going anywhere!"

"did you just bite me? Ooooh, so that's how you want to play? Fine, I can be rough."

*on a phone call eating chips* "beautiful tits and rack, Love it"

"mmh, sorry. You know I can't keep my hands to myself when you're here."

"so cute, I need you now."

"I'm not jealous... I just-I just don't like his vibe."

#elite four rika #pokemon rika #rika x reader #rika pokemon

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smallestapplin · 1 year

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Can I request Rika with a short s/o

I LOVE Rika💗💗💗

RIKAAAA😩

- oh she finds the height difference terribly adorable. Cooing every chance she gets at you.

- Rika has a weak spot for caging you between her, and the wall, smirking at your flushed face.

- Worlds biggest tease.

- Resting her arm on top of your head, holding things above your head.

- She will give you the items, in return she wants a kiss.

- She often comes up behind you, hugging you and resting her head on top of yours. She adores just how perfectly you fit against her.

- Rika uses her height to with hold kisses from you, chuckling at you struggling, standing on your tippy toes, trying to reach her lips.

- “You look so cute pouting like this.”

- And oh how she loves you try to reach things in the top shelf, sometimes she will just watch you, silently laughing to herself at you trying to reach it.

- Though she panics when you go to climb the counter.

- Rushing to you, to grab you and set you safely to the ground, fretting over you.

- “You could get hurt doing that! And what will I do without my shortcake?”

- Pet names pet names pet names!

- Shortcake, short stack, cupcake, kitten, puppy, literally anything small, that’s your new name.

- In fact you’ll rarely hear your name, as she keeps it to the pet names above.

“Rikaaaa!”

You pout at your girlfriend, as she stands tall before you, holding her head up high.

Avoiding your kisses.

“Aw what’s the matter, cupcake? Not gettin enough sugar?”

You groan, crossing your arms. You just wanted to give her a kiss before she left, but she won’t let you!

No matter how much you stretch, she won’t budge!

Her smirk only grows, tilting her head to the side, green hair swaying behind her at the movement.

You grab the black straps of her suspenders, watching her eyes widen as you yank her down, slamming your lips against hers.

Rika trembles, humming against your lips. Gasping when you pull away, a smug proud smile on your face.

Her face slowly growing pink, feeling herself melting against you.

Oh she’s in love.

#pokemon #pokemon imagines #pokemon x reader #pokémon #pokemon fluff #pokemon rika #pokemon rika x reader #pokemon scarlet #pokemon violet #pokemon scarvio #pokemon scarvio x reader #I love this woman so much #pokemon scarvio rika #elite four rika

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mj-chan · 1 year

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Have some random rika x reader headcannons based on my pokemon oc rose

-you were working for your family flower shop for years. Most of the tasks were mainly doing flower arrangements, bouquets and of course gardening and tending to the variety of plants.

-It's also where you met Rika for the first time. She was on an errand for Geeta. As cliché as it sounds it was love at first sight for both of you.

-Since that time she always tried to have an excuse to visit the shop just to see you, she would occasionally have small talk with you or being a tease just to see you being flustered.

-Whenever she has the chance to help you she will not hesitate, need to put a plant near the window or to display a certain arrangement ? leave it to her.

-When you are too much focused on your work, she does sneak up to steal a kiss or gives you some headpats.

-She loves giving you flower themed nicknames like my little rose or my little flower e.t.c

-When you have some days off, She will invite you to venture to various places in Paldea, consider these as picnic dates

-Seeing your smile when you play with your pokemons or whenever you look at her is enough to brighten her day.

-One day you found a sick shiny wooper, not knowing what a shiny and your first reaction was to contact Rika

-With Rika's guidance the wooper grew attached to you and you decided to keep them, you can sometimes see them taking naps near Rika Clodsire.

-The day you actually finish your gym circuit and face her up on battle, she can't contain her excitement,

-Don't expect her to go easy on you she will give her 200% fighting your team

-it wasn't an easy fight and she does keep it cool around her fellow elite 4 member

-She is so proud of your accomplishments she will invite you to dinner to celebrate or who knows even to a dance

here is the oc in question

#rika x reader pokemon #pokemon rika #rika x reader #elite 4 rika #elite four rika #rika pokemon #pokemon oc

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pokemon-headcanons-and-imagines · 1 year

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••{Rika, Larry and Hassel with a Trans!Reader who is their future child and traveled back in time}••

This is a request

However my absolute galaxy brain accidentally deleted it before I went to sleep

Sincerest apologies and I hope anon will see this

Reader is trans but besides that it's neutral

Thinks you're joking at first

But eventually believes you and gets quite surprised

She never really imagined what it'd be like to be a mother

Also really supportive when you come out

You spend the day having a nice chat and walking around Paldea to see how it's different

Not scarred to correct anyone about your name or pronouns

When it's time for you to go she can't wait to meet you properly in this timeline

Generally very fond of you and pleased that you turned out all right and she's absolutely ok with who you are.

Also really surprised

Probably takes a while to even process what you just said

He wasn't expecting to find time to raise a kid

But now he's looking forward to having that time

You have to explain to him what you being trans is

But he's absolutely fine with it after you finish

You spend the day battling together and watching him fight challangers

After you leave he probably starts researching LGBTQ+ to be ready when to time comes

Hopes to be a good and loving dad. Maybe he could even try some new hobbies with you around.

Overwhealmed but also very happy

There's many things he wants to teach you right now but decides he'll do it when the time is right

Very pleased if you strive to be an artist like him

Absolutely alright with you being trans and is happy that you're expressing yourself

You spend the day listening along to his classes

Probably will try to find help at the academy if you have any trouble going back to your timeline

Still very happy for a few month after you leave

Always very proud of you and probably takes very good care of you because of his experience with kids.

I hope this wasn't ooc, they're still new characters so it might take a bit so I can fully grasp their character

#pokemon #pokemon scarlet and violet #pokemon sv #pokemon hassel #pokemon larry #pokemon rika #elite four hassel #elite four larry #elite four rika #pokemon x reader #platonic x reader

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leafeon-oreo · 3 months

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Songs rika x lizzy (my trainer oc) would be like:

#rika pokemon #pkmn rika #elite four rika #pokemon rika x reader #songs #Spotify

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soft-for-them · 1 year

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Godmothers - Rika x plus size reader

Summary: Both Rika and you are Poppy's godmothers and Rika is developing a small crush on you.

Comments and reblogs are much appreciated and help more people read my works.

A/N: Rika is a butch lesbian, that's how I'm writing her. I've not specified if she's mtf, trans masc or nonbinary so go wild with your headcanons.

“Come on kiddo-“ you say tiredly as you stand at the entrance of the Elite Four, a small blue kid’s backpack slung around your shoulder and a book bag in your hand, “- Poppy come on! Your dinner will be cold at this rate.”

Poppy, your god-daughter and little terror, takes her time saying goodbye to the Elite Four members, her cheery little face bringing out a small smile on your face. First she high fives Hassle, followed by hugging the legs of Larry (who, despite looking put off, actually pats her head back) and finally she bounds up to Rika, her other godmother, and begging to be picked up to be hugged which Rika does.

You look up to your Dragonite, who unlike other Dragonites towers above you, the bandana around his neck actually a giant picnic blanket. You pat the orange dragon on his leg, reassuring him that it’s almost home time.

“Poppy-“ you begin before the bright face of your god-daughter pops up in front of you, startling you and your dear Pokémon, a muttered expletive falling out your mouth.

“-I’m ready (y/n)!” she cheers, her small hand wrapping around two of your fingers, ready to hop on Dragonite to fly back home to Montenevera.

“Have you got everything?” you automatically ask.

“Yes!” she cheers.

“You sure?”

“One hundred percent positive.” she beams.

“Ok, we have to go home quick, Greavard and Klefki are watching the soup on the stove-“

“-SOUP!” she cheers as you lift her up onto Dragonite, her small little arms hugging the dragon ‘hello’.

“Yes, soup and some cheese on toast.”

Before you hop on to Dragonite you look back to see Rika standing there. Larry and Hassel have already gone back in and like usual Geeta is nowhere to be found.

You give a small wave to Rika.

For a moment you think you see a flush of red take over Rika’s face but you put it up to being outside in the cold weather with the sleeves of her shirt rolled up.

You jump onto Dragonite and wave some more to Rika, Poppy following suit with both of her small hand franticly waving back to her other godmother. You hold on to Poppy so she does not fall and command Dragonite to take you both home.

Dinner has long been eaten, the whole of your little house shrouded in the dying light of day, the frost on the windows melting for it’s so warm inside. You quickly get dressed in a baggy t-shirt with a flaking print of the Pokecentre logo on it along with a pair of flannel pyjama bottoms. You help Poppy into the thick and warm nightdress the colour of steel, her blue hair already sticking up from taking off her bonnet.

“Ok, time to brush teeth.” you say as you brush her cowlicks down with a licked thumb, her little rosy face contorting into a look of disgust.

“Stop! I don’t want you germs!” she squeals as she runs out your grasp up to the cupboard under the bathroom sink that houses a little green step stool underneath.

You stand back up with a smile on your face. You never thought that you’d ever become a mother figure to someone, let alone did you ever think your best friend would leave her daughter in your care but you’ve been raising Poppy for two years now and you really can’t see a life without her.

“(Y/n)!” she calls. You look over to her to see she’s dragged the stool over to the sink herself and is now standing on top of it, a blue light up toothbrush in hand ready for you to put some toothpaste on it for Poppy still cannot squeeze the toothpaste tube without it exploding.

“Yes, yes, coming.” you jog over and grab you own brush, squeezing pea size blobs of bubble gum flavoured toothpaste on each of your brushes, “Remember, circular motions.”

Standing in front of the same mirror the two of you brush your teeth, Poppy focusing all her might into bushing circular on each tooth.

Surrounded by all Poppy’s pokémon you tuck her in, the thick duvet right up to her chin as she nods away almost asleep.

“(Y/n).” she mutters as Copperajah lays their trunk on the bed for her to grab, Bronzong and Magnezone humming quietly, Corviknight being chased by Tinkaton. You call out Tinkaton who stops chasing Corviknight and huffs over to Poppy’s double bed, both steel type pokémon cuddling into either side of the little girl.

“Can you tell me a story?” Poppy asks as you sit on the side of the plush bed, your hand patting Copperajah’s trunk.

“Sure, what do you want me to read?”

“No reading, from head.” she mutters as she sinks down in the covers, her eyes fighting to stay open.

“I don’t have any good stories.” you mutter whilst trying to think up a child friendly story to tell her.

You could just recite a children’s fairy tale to her from the top of your head but you quickly scrap that idea for you know she’ll catch on to it pretty quickly and tell you to read something else. Maybe you could make up a story, mash two Aesop stories together and hope she doesn’t realise that you have no clue what you’re on about.

“Um…” you pause, “…do you know about Giratina?”

Crossing you fingers she doesn’t know the legend of the Giratina.

“No-“ she yawns a big over the top yawn, “-tell me!”

So you do and before you can even get to the parts where Dialga and Palkia appear she is fast asleep.

You hitch up the little girl cuddling into your back, her arms wrapped around your neck like a padlock, a thick blanket covering her from the night’s cold wind.

Your pokémon Dragonite, Klefki and Greavard are out their pokeballs for they were tucked up in bed with you before Poppy woke up crying. They crowd around you making sure that Poppy doesn’t burst out crying again. Klefki, ever the sweetheart bobs up and down near Poppy’s face making little clinking noises that makes the small child giggle between sniffs whilst Greavard lights the small walk from where Dragonite landed to the elite four.

Not caring that it’s too late at night to be doing this, you buzz the doorbell of the elite four followed by knocking on the door with your spare hand.

You wait there for over ten minutes consoling the devastated Poppy whilst trying to lock pick the door with Klefki only for a side door to open, well an emergency exit opens, and a tired looking Rika to pokes her head out.

Before she can even begin reprimanding whoever has woken her up (for she certainly was not asleep at her desk, no she was not) she sees you lot and pauses.

Poppy clings to your raggedy t-shirt, her little fists clenching so hard that the t-shirt rides up showing the soft curved but goose bumped skin of your belly, a knitted blanket hanging down like a cape, only Poppy’s hands and head poking out from underneath.

“Do you have her teddy bear?” you yell out as Poppy clutches at you more.

Rika blinks, her eyes blurry from just waking up (oh, and the lack of glasses).

“What?” she says as she leans out the exit, trying to keep the door open with her foot so it doesn’t close on her.

“Teddiursa-“ you hike Poppy back up before walking over to Rika, “-her teddy Teddiursa, the one that used to be a keyring.”

Rika moves her eyes off your round pretty face towards her god-daughter only to be met with little sniffles and watery eyes.

“Ok, ok, I’ll go and find it.” she turns to look at you once more, pausing too long for it not to be weird, “One moment.”

The exit door slams shut as you stand there, your slippers getting a bit soggy and Poppy still sniffling on your back.

“Hey Pops, it’s ok. Rika knows where Teddy is.” you coo to the small child who grips onto you harder.

“But *sniff* what if-if she can’t *sniff*-“

You tilt you head back to see big fat tears begin to reform in her wide eyes, her small hands covered by long sleeves rubbing at her face.

“Hey, hey,hey-“ you say as you meticulously bring the little girl around so she’s now clinging to your front and not your back, “-you’re ok Poppy, Rika is just coming back right now.”

And like you have predictive powers Rika, still sans tie but now with her glasses on, rushes out the exit door with a certain Teddy in hand.

“Poppy look what Rika found!” you smile and point to the bear as Rika stops close to you.

Poppy turns a teary face to Rika, her eyes going wide like dinner plates, her hands grabbing thin air for the bear. The stuffed Teddiursa is small and raggedy, a safety eye missing and the hole where it once was sewn up by you, the fuzzy fur matted and old, despite all this it’s Poppy’s favourite toy.

Poppy cuddles the small bear with all her strength, your arms wrapping around her tightly so she doesn’t fall backwards from the forceful hug.

You mouth a ‘thank you’ to Rika as Poppy begins to nod off asleep in your arms.

Rika watches you carefully hold her daughter- wait, god-daughter – tightly. You and your pokémon hop onto Dragonite and fly away.

Her face is flushed red and the exit to the elite for is firmly closed.

“Geeta!” Rika looks at her ex-girlfriend with wide eyes, “I can’t have these feelings.”

Geeta rigidly pats Rika on the back trying to comfort the elite four member resumes banging her head on the desk.

“You can have whatever feelings you like… as long as it doesn’t mess with you work.”

A distorted kind of ‘ahhhh’ sound escapes Rika.

This big crush of hers is going to get her fired.

#not proof read #pokemon #pokemon scarlet and violet #pokemon scarlet #pokemon violet #pokemon x reader #pokemon scarlet x reader #pokemon violet x reader #rika pokemon #rika x reader #plus size reader #x plus size reader #chubby reader #x chubby reader #x female reader #female reader

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charcadett · 1 year

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Hi I really love your indirect kisses post!!! It’s super cute and I love how you wrote each character’s personality 🥰🥰🥰

Could I request Rika x Reader, with a reader who melts easily whenever they are teased/flirted with? Thanks so much and I hope you have a great day every day!!! 💖💖💞💕

Thank yooou! I love the indirect kisses post. I was possessed by demons(good) while writing that one. Rika is unironically character of all time. She is so *kicks feet and twirls hair* I definitely ended up making this sound pre-relationship, but I think it can be read as established too?? Maybe.

Rika With A Reader Who Melts When Teased

- The first time you blush and stutter out a response in regards to her teasing, you watch as a grin stretches across her face from one ear to the other. She looks at you like she just won the lottery. If it was anyone else, you’d be worried. Rika is kind, and while playful, she always respects boundaries. The warmth of being wanted flutters in your stomach. You suppose there could be worse people to get attention from.

- Rika is always touching you throughout the day: an arm around your shoulder, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear, linking her pinkie with yours while you walk. She especially loves it when you curl into her hold to hide your blush against her chest. Her favorite reaction, however, is when you let out a stuttery laugh, your lips curled into an adorable smile. It makes her want to scoop you up in her arms and run off into the sunset. Which she’ll tell you with a grin of her own if only to watch you get all flustered.

- If you’re easily startled, Rika takes it upon herself to sneak up on you every chance she gets. You’ll be working away at your desk, in the middle of Pokemon League paperwork and, all of a sudden, Rika’s very cold hands are against the back of your neck. As always, you let out a yelp and Rika laughs over how cute you are before plopping next to you in your chair and asking how your day’s been.

- During her lunch break, you notice that she’s started packing more and more of your favorite foods. It’s a not so subtle excuse to feed you. She doesn’t even try to hide it. If you start doing the same, it’ll be Rika who is flustered this time around. She’ll rub the back of her neck, avert her eyes, and mutter a thank you, pretending that this isn’t the sweetest thing anyone’s ever done for her.

- All this being said, Rika takes care to be aware of your boundaries. She never wants to push you too far or make you uncomfortable. If anything she does bothers you, may it be an aversion to physical contact or maybe her teasing hit a little too close to home, tell her. Rika will sheepishly apologize and never do it again.

#pokemon x reader #pokemon imagines #pokemon headcanons #elite four rika x reader #rika x reader

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hutaoscoffinn · 1 year

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You said Rika gets flustered sometimes omg..😳 do you have any headcanons on what she gets flustered by in a relationship? Or even BEFORE a relationship when she’s just crushing hard? How could you get revenge on her for making YOU a flustered mess 🤔

Boy oh boy DO I. I have a lot of headcanons for good ol’ Rika so I am more than happy to feed you guys the content you deserve. HERE WE GO ON THE FLUSTERED RIKA TRAIN WOOP WOOP

Warnings: fluffy fluffy fluffiest of fluff, flustered Rika, Rika being a simp because I mean its Rika she lives to simp, trying to fluster Rika, maybe it backfires maybe it doesnt ehe, suggestive as FUCK, NSFW under the cut

Character: Rika of the Elite 4

Requests: OPEN

SFW

Oh so we are trying to fluster Rika now? Okay bet

Rika is incredibly difficult to fluster

She can read you like a goddamn open book so she can tell exactly when you’re starting your shenanigans

But there are a few tried and true ways to make Rika the one who is red faced in the end

One of these ways is to wear her clothes

As much as she absolutely loves loves loves to see you wearing her clothing, especially her shirts

She cannot handle it

You look too cute!!

You first discovered this when you were cold one day and ended up pulling on one of Rika’s shirts for warmth and because it smells like her

As soon as Rika laid eyes on you, she went beet red, eyes wide as she looks at you

If she’s holding something, she dropped it

“O-Oh… you’re wearing my shirt?”

“Yeah, I got cold. I can take it off if you want.”

“No no no keep it… you look… cute”

Yeah she’s a goddamn simp but hey shes YOUR goddamn simp

Bonus points to a flustered Rika if her clothes are baggy on you and hang off your figure

You look so cute all cuddled up in her clothes and you look tiny in them no matter what size you are

Safe to say she’s now only buying clothes that make you look tiny and adorable whenever you steal them from her, she loves it so much

Another way to fluster Rika is to give her random kisses!

Rika is usually the one to initiate kisses between you both, pulling you in for a sweet kiss before leaving for work, when she gets home, when you or her are cooking, whenever she needs a little kiss from you, ect

So when you’re the one to sneak up and steal a kiss from her?

She malfunctions

Rika.exe has stopped working, please give another kiss to restart her system

Whenever you manage to sneak up on her and give her a kiss, she freezes whatever she is doing

Her face will slowly start to flush and gets pinker and pinker every second

Doesn’t matter where you kisses her, her cheek, her neck, her lips, her forehead, anywhere

She will freeze if she wasn’t expecting it

You’ll have to administer a second dose of your love for poor Rika to regain her consciousness again~

Another big way to fluster Rika is back hugs!

Like with kisses, Rika tends to be the one to hug YOU from behind no matter what you’re doing

Be extra careful when changing, this is when Rika is most likely to go in for a back hug ehe

So like with kisses, if you manage to sneak up on Rika and hug her from behind, wrapping your arms around her waist and snuggling up against her back

She will freeze, heat climbing up her neck and if you peek up at her ears the tips will be a pretty red

NSFW

Like most aspects of your relationship Rika tends to be the dominant one which transitions seamlessly into the bedroom

And while you may not get one over on her and be able to dom her

She’s shockingly strong and is extremely controlling in bed in the hottest of ways

You can still fluster her quite well, at least until she starts to get used to it

Rika is quite obviously a masc, so try calling her “Sir” in bed and see what happens

The first time you did she stopped what she was doing, her eyes immediately darting to yours and her ears turning a pretty pink

“…what did you just call me…?”

“I said please, sir”

“…fuck you’re too sexy baby.”

Safe to say, despite how she identifies, Rika has a kink for being called some more masculine terms in bed and sir is one of her favorites

Now if you really wanna play around with this little kink of hers, call her sir around the house

God forbid you call her that in public

As soon as the word leaves you lips Rika is looking at you with a heated stare but you can’t miss the way the heat crawls up her neck and onto her cheeks every passing second

After doing that, Rika will be quite sensitive to any of your other shenanigans

But don’t worry, she will punish you for it later~

Reblogs are always appreciated <3

#coffinn.replies #coffinn.writes #coffinn.requests #elite four rika #rike elite 4 #elite four rika x reader #pokemon rika headcanon #elite 4 rika x reader #rika x reader #pokemon rika #pokemon rika x reader #rika smut #rika x reader smut #i love Rika so so so much #my favorite masc lesbian #the butchiest butch of all butch lesbians

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xoteajays · 1 year

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the core of myself | chap 1.

ship: elite four rika x female!oc. fandom: pokemon scarlet & violet. word count: ~3800. ao3: link | wattpad: link. notes: the main oc is 19, her name is pronounced ‘rith-mee’. rika uses she/her pronouns but is not specifically called a ‘woman’. rivals are (slightly) aged up for the comfort of the author, not for mature content. rating subject to change.

PREVIEW:

The room doesn't feel like her own.

It's been said that it is. It's got all her stuff in it, though only half of it is unpacked. The sheets smell vaguely of her under the cover of cottony laundry detergent. The pillow is the same squishy comfort she's been sleeping on for years. But it doesn't feel like her's.

Rhythmi stares towards the ceiling, head propped up on her drawn-up arm and the pillow beneath. Music is playing in her ears but she's not really listening to it, the words don't hit. It's better than silence at least. At her side, her partner Skitty flicks her tail side-to-side.

"Are you still moping?"

She barely hears the words passed her music, but tugs out an earbud to looks sideways at her approaching mother. The older sits at on the bed at Rhythmi's knee, resting a gentle hand on it. She looks a lot like her daughter. They have the same blue-violet eyes.

"It's been a week since we got here," she continues when Rhythmi stares blankly at her, "I thought you'd be happy to be living close to your father, having a change of scenery."

"Oh yes, it's every nineteen-year-old's dream to go back to school," she replies dully.

#ocappreciation #queerocs #pokemon oc #elite four rika #elite four rika x oc #elite four rika x reader #pokemon #rika pokemon #oc: rhythmi #im experimenting with wattpad #ive never used it before #im also curious about interaction with oc stories between ao3 and wattpad #anyway. baby.#fic: the core of myself

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r0-boat · 1 year

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Alpha Rika fucking her little omega, please👉👈

Z-zoom ENHANCE-!

I must fuse these two together to create an ultimate Ask!

Afab! Omega reader

Earthquake

It has been a while since you felt your heat; it has only been one month since you stopped taking your suppressants, and your first heat after a couple of years on them was approaching. You let out a wine pressing your legs together, heat rushing to your cunt. The scent of your alpha still lingered in the air; Your heat had come early, hitting you almost as soon as you woke up.

You two planned to spend your first heat and rut together. However, your alpha was nowhere to be found... you whimper, remembering that she was still on that business trip to Kalos and probably won't be back till tomorrow.

You rolled over into the side of your partner's bed, nuzzling your face into their side of the pillow, taking in their sweet scent of cinnamon sugar and men's cologne. The pool of heat in your loins grew hotter, thinking of how nice it would be if your Alpha were here, how you would present yourself and submit to her and how she would take care and worship you like a good Alpha should for their omega.

She'll be here tomorrow you have no time to waste taking the blanket with you. You get up from the bed making your way over to the walk-in closet. Driven by instincts you throw the blanket inside, seeking refuge in the walk-in closet, thinking that a smaller space will be more cozy.

After fluffing up your blanket, you came for the pillows taking them inside the closet with you before going for more blankets, anything you can find around the house, couch pillows, extra blankets, a sheet or two, even stealing some of your alpha's clothes.

Closing the door to the walk-in closet behind you, you spend hours fluffing your nest, making sure the pillows are extra comfy. Then you cuddle up into your nest curling into a ball the Heat's becoming too much for you craving any kind of relief as you paw at you're soaked cunt.

Grabbing one of your alpha's shirts and pressing the cloth against your face inhaling her scent.

Your fingers plunging in and out of your wet pussy over and over, trying to chase something that will never come. To get so close to any form of relief only to let it slit from your hands.

It's not enough nothing is enough you need her you need her so badly.

Kalos was pure torture, the entire way home holding back from snapping at any other Alpha that looked at her the wrong way, try not to seem too suspicious. At the same time, her body started to warm, craving the attention from another while her scent exuded hostility to the people around her that wasn't her mate.

Mate. Mate. Mate was all she could think about on the car ride home, your lovely voice purring out her name as you kneel for her, present yourself to her, submitting to her.

Ignoring the worry texts from her coworkers and boss from today and the day before asking about her health and why she rushed out of that important meeting as soon as she had the chance and how she booked the next flight back to Paldea.

Rika try everything she could to stay calm during the ride home. While the only thing on her mind was you, and getting home to you.

The alpha inside her causes anxiety to Bubble Up with the absence of her mate.

Rika wasn't usually so antsy she blames that on the fact that this was her first rut without suppressants and how early it was and how hard it hit her.

She could feel how soaked her cunt was, how much she craved to touch it. Thinking about how soft and wet yours would be. Her mind plagued her with thoughts about pressing you against any furniture her eyes lingered on for too long.

And she slid her house came to the lock a faint sweet smell hits or nose almost doubling her over when she realizes,

Omega in heat...

Your in heat...

Fuck fuck fuck, she can't take this anymore, jiggling the door knob a little too hard as she swings the door open, kicking off her shoes, dropping everything she had in her hand, random work papers and folders, a suitcase, her house keys.

None of that mattered.

Inhaling as much of your scent as she could, she searched the house for you. Her mouth salivated at the thought of sinking her teeth right into your supple neck.

A growl Rippling from her throat has she opens the door to the master bedroom.

Mews of her name leaving your lips coming from the closet. She could feel her mind getting fuzzy as your scent became overwhelming yet addicting.

You practically shriek in surprise when the closet door opens. Losing your mind when you see those red eyes staring down at you. Alpha! is that your Alpha?! Are you so horny your seeing things?! You did notice her scent was Stronger but he only thought it was from the old shirt you were inhaling.

Rika's breath shakes at the sight...What a view to behold bare naked spread for her, your fingers knuckles deep in your poor soaked pussy. And what appears to be her missing shirt wrapped in your arms against your nose.

"R-rika?!" Was all you could say which made Shivers go right to her core.

Finally breaking down, she pounces on you smashing her lips against yours removing your fingers from your cunt, slamming them against the pillows, sheets, and blankets, holding them with one hand. Unable to control her hips from grinding against your naked at the same time rushing to take her clothes off, unable to take the heat of her rut any longer.

What a shitty Alpha she was, leaving her poor Omega to suffer through their heat alone!

Rika is just as desperate as you were, usually she would take her time with you playing with you until you are a mess now she takes you with an animalistic vigor you've never seen before.

Immediately wrapping your arms around her when she let go of your wrists to take her shirt off. Growling in frustration as she struggles to take off her pants, removing her underwear with them. Lifting your legs over her shoulders while she straddles you.

She lets out a shaky moan feeling her wet pussy right against yours, preparing to defile you in your own nest.

"B-baby...f-fuck... N-no toys today I-I really need you..." she pants.

You don't care what she uses you just want her all of her right now.

You're begging was cut short when Rika immediately started to move her hips. Your legs shake how hard she's pressing down on to you. You practically cream at the friction alone. Her fingertips digging into your thighs desperately holding you in place making you lay there and take it.

"H-haa! Rika!Alpha!"

You're begging and whining, going straight to work, and gritting her teeth, letting out a frustrated noise. Picking up her Pace mashing her pussy harder against yours causing you to squeal her name

"RRGH!! FUCK! These are one of these moments I wish I could knot you!"

" Feel that tight cunt grip around me while I. Fucking. Fill. Your. Womb"

Bucking her hips with each pause.

Rika licks her thumb before pressing hard onto your clit. Your orgasm already Nearing your begs and Sobs falling from your lips.

She snarls your title.

" Omega, I want to feel you gush onto my cunt. Cum , as if MY cock was knot deep inside of you!"

You felt tears rolling down your face as you cum hard. Tilting your head back as you buck your hips.

Rika growls her orgasm hitting her like a brick, her hand wrapping around your throat making you see stars.

Grinding her gushing pussy through your orgasm and hers.

"R-rika! H-ah! I-its-s-soo much!"

Her whole body shakes above you lost in the pleasure unable to stop her hips.

The feeling of her clit against yours was too much yet addictive. She needed more. focusing on that one spot she overstimulates you as well as herself into another orgasm.

"S-soo good! Doing- so-So fucking good for me, y-yes baby, keep cuming for me-Oh! Im Fucking cumming again!"

She silences her screams with your lips, continuing to grind through hers once again.

#smut #pokemon rika x reader #rika x reader #rika elite 4 #elite four rika #pokemon rika #rika elite four #afab reader #Afab

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vulture-writes-stuff · 1 year

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Hi! Would you consider writing a Pokémon SV Rika x NB! Reader? Sfw, with them going on a fair date? Thank you so much in advance!

I love Rika. Such a fucking icon like?????!?? Peak fem character design 🙏 I want to hug her Clodsire but I would probably die if I did that

Also funny little tidbit about this story - it's mildly inspired by a personal experience of mine!! I went to the county fair with a buddy of mine when it was in town and got up to a bunch of shenanigans, including winning a gigantic plushie that I could barely carry lmao.

Bonus, my excessive knowledge of darts from playing way too much of the dart minigame in both Stardew Valley and Persona 5 Royal!! I did unnecessary research to try and find out how to completely dominate the optional objectives.

Rika X NB Reader

Every year, Mesagoza hosts a lovely fair celebrating the inhabitants of Paldea, and their rich culture. A certain member of the Elite Four has more fun than she'd anticipated.

Reader is not the SV protagonist - They're the former champion of Kalos, and took up baking after they were usurped. Their team is left relatively ambiguous, with the only mentioned Pokemon being a Dedenne and a male Pyroar. Reader is also mentioned to be shorter than Rika, because I assume she is very tall based on her ingame model.

Paldea is a gorgeous region. There's so many sights to see, things to do, Pokemon to meet... But to some, at least to Rika, you hadn't even seen half of it if you didn't attend the annual fair in Mesagoza.

Everybody came together to show the best of what the region had to offer, from the pottery of Alfornada or the cuisine of Cascarrafa. Rika made it a point to visit whenever it began, since it was a pleasant escape from her usual duties as a member of the Elite Four.

For the past two years, though, she always found herself beelining for one particular stall - the one run by Katy. Sure, the pastries were great, but that wasn't the only reason. Katy ran the stall with the help of a special someone, and that special someone was extremely important to Rika.

She could still remember how they first met - they'd come up to the Pokemon League a few years back, but without the intention to battle. Rika had originally assumed they were just there to see the sights, but then they had introduced themselves as the former champion of Kalos, and wanted to speak to Geeta.

She had so many questions, but not enough time to ask them. After they had their chat with the chairwoman (evidently just to praise her work), they walked right back up to Rika and asked her if she'd like to battle. Not as an official challenger, just for fun.

They hadn't even Terastallized their Pokemon, and they still decimated her. She didn't even know Dedenne could so easily defeat three ground types in a row. The moment she returned her Clodsire, she matched right up to them and asked for their contact information.

And there they were now, two star-struck lovers.

Rika hooked her thumbs in her pockets as she walked up the steps by the entrance of Mesagoza, eyes scanning the crowd. She could see the other members of the Elite Four were enjoying themselves - Poppy was happily tugging an amused Hassel about, stopping at anything she found remotely interesting, and Larry was finally relaxing as he enjoyed a snack at one of the various food stalls.

Finally, she spotted what she was looking for. A Dedenne. Now, a lot of people owned Dedenne, sure - but she only knew one person who's Dedenne wore an expert belt like a scarf. She hurried over to the stall, and was greeted with the pleasant aroma of strawberries and cream cheese.

The one she was looking for was preparing the prettiest crepes she'd ever seen, their Dedenne perched atop their head like a particularly electrifying hat. The moment the Antenna Pokemon saw her, he chattered excitedly, leaping off his trainers head and directly into her expecting arms. She'd gotten used to him throwing itself at her - he liked to do that.

"Hello to you, too." She chuckled, slumping over awkwardly to allow the Dedenne to climb up onto her shoulder. The other trainer glanced around worriedly, before they saw where their Pokemon had gone.

"Ah, ma chérie!" They looked positively giddy, the term of endearment slipping off their tongue before they could think. Wiping the strawberry juice off their hands with their apron, they rounded the stall to embrace Rika. "I see Bijou missed you as much as I did."

"I bet it's not nearly as much as I missed you." Rika teased lightly, letting her fingers entwine with theirs even as they split apart. Bijou the Dedenne was clearly thrilled, rubbing his slightly charged cheeks against Rika's face in an obvious gesture of affection. "How has the stall been?"

"Oh, busy busy. But Katy's doing most of the legwork business-wise, I was just helping." They hummed, giving Rika's gloved hand a squeeze. "Do you want to walk around with me?"

"Of course I do. I always do."

"I'll tell Katy, then, she won't mind me taking a break." They smiled, leaving for just a moment to go inform the baker of their plans. Bijou continued to nuzzle Rika's face, whiskers slightly scratching her. A Pyroar, one with a large, glorious mane padded out from behind the stall, tail flicking casually as he took the time to greet Rika as well. She recalled his nickname was Hugo, giving him a light pat on the head. "Alright! Let's go!"

Rika hooked an arm around their shoulders as they returned Bijou and Hugo to their Luxury Balls, all too satisfied to be near them again.

"What's the plan? Where are we heading first?" She mused aloud, using her free hand to gesture broadly across the plaza.

"Mmm... I saw they set up some new games this year. Do you want to check it out?" They asked with a glimmer in their eye. Even if they'd not been champion for some time now, Rika noticed they still had a firey competitive side.

"Let's go then. Try not to knock over all the bottles at the ring toss like you did last year." Rika earned a light slap on the side for that, but she knew it was worth it.

The various games at the fair weren't the main attraction, more of a fun way to occupy particularly antsy kids, but they were very entertaining. Quite a few of them were just rigged games of chance, but there were a handful that were skill-based.

"Rika, look." They nudged her side urgently, gesturing to one of the various stands. An almost comically large stuffed Dudunsparce was hung up at one of the stands, so long its tail nearly brushed along the ground. "It's so cute."

"It is pretty cute." Rika pondered, an arm still slung around the other. It looked like the game was just darts, though it likely had some difficult twist that would make winning feel even more glorious. "...How about I test my skill, eh?"

"Oh, you don't need to-!" They began, but she was already set on getting that ridiculously ginormous Dudunsparce for them. She removed her arm from their shoulders, fixing her gloves with a simple tug.

"How much for a game?" She asked, leaning on the counter casually. The fellow behind the stall perked up when she spoke, setting his hands on his hips.

"It's 200 for one game. Ya get 6 darts, and ya have to score exactly 301 to win the big prize." He explained, pointing at the Dudunsparce. "Get less than 301 and you get one of the little ones. Get more, and you don't earn any prize."

Rika bounced the possibilities back and forth in her head. Scoring exactly 301 points wouldn't be impossible, but it would be rather difficult... She did trust her aim, though. If she got this right the first try, she could get that massive thing for the price of a PokeBall.

"Alright, alright." She made up her mind, fishing her wallet out of her pocket and handing over the money. The man gave her the colorful arrangement of darts, bidding her a sly 'good luck' before ducking out of the way. Rika shot her partner a cheeky grin and a wink, casually swiping her hair out of her face. "How about a good luck charm from you?"

They giggled at her slightly dramatic flair, standing up as tall as they could and looping their arms around her. The kiss they shared was brief, but full of nothing but love... And well-wishes for the dart game.

"Is that satisfactory for you?" They mused as they parted, making a point to "fix" her necktie even if it was already quite neat.

"Very." Rika let her fingers trail down their arms, lingering for as long as she could before she turned her attention back to the game she was supposed to be playing.

While this little game wasn't quite like a Pokemon battle, Rika found herself hyperfocused on achieving her goal. They motivated her to do the best they could in everything, probably just because she loved seeing them smile.

She found herself throwing darts without thought, the first finding its mark in a double twenty. The next three landed nicely in triple twenty, and the fifth barely made it onto a triple fifteen.

Rika twirled the last dart between her fingers for a moment - if she'd done the math right in her head, she was in an excellent position to land the score she needed. She glanced over her shoulder to see her partner giddy with excitement, the spark in their eye reminiscent of a star in the night sky. It was easy to get overjoyed about such a simple thing, and their joy was positively contagious.

Her hands reacted before her brain could, and she tossed the final dart. It landed on the edge of the double eighteen, wobbling precariously as though threatening to slip free... Before staying in place.

"Huh! Guess I shouldn't have expected any less from one of the Elite Four, eh?" The man behind the counter shrugged light-heartedly, before waving vaguely to the plush Dudunsparce. "It's all yours. Thanks for playing."

Rika carefully took the Dudunsparce down from where it had been hung up, slinging it around her shoulders like a weirdly thick scarf.

"So, how do I look?" She leaned toward them with a sneaky grin.

"Like my knight in shining armor." They laughed, practically throwing themselves into her waiting arms. Perhaps Bijou had gotten it from them. "You're too kind, ma chérie. Thank you."

"I'm happy if you're happy." Rika passed the giant plush to them, and they wrapped it around their shoulders like she had. "Want to get some food?"

"Sure, but what do you want to get? This'll be my treat, by the way, you've earned it." They spoke with a voice so firm it could stop a rampaging Tauros, and Rika knew better than to argue. For someone who once nearly burst into tears because they couldn't open a jar, they could be a little intimidating when they needed to be.

"Something sweet sounds good, but what would you recommend?" Rika knew exactly what she was doing by asking this - they were passionate about baking and pastries, even moreso once they'd started working with Katy. The moment she said the word sweet, they perked up, obviously considering the many possibilities.

"Well, I may be biased, but crepes are always tasty - gelato would be nice since it's hot, or maybe-" They went on and on, gesturing wildly as the pair walked aimlessly around Mesagoza. There was nothing Rika adored more than hearing them so excited about something. She loved the sound of their voice, especially when they said her name. Their light accent had a certain charm to it she could barely resist. She was especially fond of their little petname for her, and had absolutely encouraged them to call her that as much as they pleased.

"...Rika, what do you think?" They finally said, pausing in their tracks. She stopped beside them, rubbing her chin in mock thought.

"Hmmm... Gelato sounds good on a warm day like this." She stuck her hands back in her pockets. They were positively beaming, hooking their arm through hers once more. Having a point of contact was so delightful, even such a simple touch.

The couple made their way through the crowds of the Mesagoza fair, the former champion passing the stuffed Dudunsparce over to Rika when they spotted the little stall selling gelato.

The time they spent apart felt much longer than it actually was, Rika waiting patiently to the side as they chatted amiably with the young woman behind the stall. Her attention turned back to the crowds once more, watching the citizens of Paldea enjoy their time together. She swore she saw Nemona and Florian walking together, pulling two other students along with them.

It showed off the essence of Paldea quite nicely - everybody was happy, indulging in the variety of things the region had to offer. It made Rika proud to live there, proud to be part of the league.

"Rika!" They called, grabbing her hand and snapping her out of her little daze. "Let's go find someplace to sit."

"Mhmm, just one thing first." Rika said casually, setting a hand on the small of their back before scooping them up. They yelped in surprise, wrapping an arm around her to support themselves. It was lucky they hadn't dropped the gelato. "Hah, I've always wanted to see if I could do this."

"A warning would be appreciated next time." They snorted.

"No promises."

Rika walked off with her beloved in her arms, and a comically large plush around her shoulders. And, to be frank, she couldn't have been any happier.

Wow this took a long time to write I'm so sorry!! Ending is a little bleh but I was stuck on how to finish this

Hope you enjoy either way!!!

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