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The Champion's Babysitter

Pokemon x JJK AU

summary: you are the newest dragon-type gym leader, and you've just been tasked with babysitting the pokemon champion gojo satoru, who has not been taking his job seriously.

a.n.: fem reader, a couple of curse words, kinda slow burn romance, fluffy, cute pokemon interactions, 6.8k words. shoutout @silkspunweb for putting this AU in my head <3

“I’m sorry, could you please repeat that? I’m afraid I’m not following,” you asked, nerves overwhelming your senses as you stood before the four toughest pokemon trainers in the region: the Elite Four.

It was impossible not to be in awe of some of the world’s most renowned fighters. How could you just stand there, not shitting your pants, when you spent so many hours watching footage of their pokemon battles? You had the utmost respect for the four figures sitting before you.

Nanami Kento, the Steel-Type master

Okkotsu Yuta, the Dark-Type expert

Fushiguro Toji, the Poison-Type wielder

Iori Utahime, the Ice-Type genius

It was an honor to be granted a private audience with them upon their request. But your reverence was halted once Nanami began delivering the news to you.

“We are asking that you oversee the business of Gojo,” he said, looking you squarely in the eyes as he adjusted his glasses.

“Gojo, as in Gojo Satoru? Our current pokemon champion?” you asked incredulously, eyes flickering between the four people before you, desperate for clarification.

“The very same one,” Yuta answered, smiling at you sympathetically.

“What do you mean by oversee?” you continued, turning towards Utahime.

“As I’m sure you’ve already heard on the news, Champion Gojo has been neglecting his post as of late. Recent challengers have been showing up to battles to find him missing,” she responded, brows furrowing in distaste. The Frosslass at her side nodded her assent.

It was true, it’s been all over TV lately. The celebrated, undefeated champion has been ghosting any challengers. The footage that you see of him nowadays is of him lounging around at different cafes, snapping pictures of the sweets he’s indulging in.

Pathetic, you thought.

“His hedonism is causing a lot of uproar. It’s a huge pain in the ass,” Nanami added, as the others murmured in agreement.

“We’d like you to check in with him now and then…encourage him to take his position more seriously,” Yuta said, the gaze of his dusclops behind him unsettling you.

You blinked a few times.

“Why me?” you asked. The four exchanged loaded glances you struggled to decipher. You could’ve sworn that Yuta’s smile felt more mischievous than usual, like he knew something you didn’t.

“You’re one of the most promising young trainers we’ve seen in a long time. The gym leaders you’ve battled and your fellow peers have vouched for you as someone of great integrity, valor, and talent. We’ve seen it ourselves.” Utahime said, causing your chest to swell with pride.

“The decision to make you the newest Dragon-type gym leader was unanimous. We hope you don’t take that lightly,” Nanami revealed.

“Thank you, it means a lot to me,” you said. You’d worked hard your entire life to become a gym leader worthy of the Dragon-type pokemon you hold near and dear to your heart. But they were still dancing around why they wanted you to do anything with the champion.

“Forgive me for asking, but what can I do that the rest of you cannot?” you pressed, ignoring the bored yawn from Toji.

“Gojo won’t listen to us. But we believe he will at least find interest in a fellow Dragon-type specialist, especially one as strong as you,” Yuta responded.

It was common knowledge that while our champion could wield any type of pokemon, he favored Dragon-types. Not many could say the same, as most trainers found it difficult to work with the stubborn, overpowering nature that is Dragon-type pokemon.

Toji’s heavy sigh filled the room, the weedle around his shoulders tilting its head at you.

“Look kid, we’re asking you to be his babysitter. Follow him around, challenge him to battles, do whatever you need to get his ass back to work so he can stop being a pain in ours.” Toji stated gruffly, crossing his arms and leveling you with a look.

Nanami fired a look of quiet distaste in his direction, focusing back on you.

“My apologies for his tactlessness, but he’s not wrong. We know it’s a big task, but you’re the only one we can ask,” Nanami said, his Lucario nodding its head.

“You might even learn something from him. Few people can say they got to train with Champion Gojo,” Utahime pressed, quipping her brow.

She got you there. While you dedicated countless hours watching pokemon battles of each of the elite 4, you studied Gojo’s battles religiously. There was no documented battle of his that you didn’t know like the back of your hand, and no matter how many times you’d seen him fight, you always felt the same awe and respect watching his talent.

The elite 4 and their pokemon stared at you intensely, waiting for your response. How could you refuse, when some of the top trainers in the world were practically begging you for this favor?

“I’ll do it if you really think I can help,” you said, fiddling with your fingers nervously.

All of them - minus Toji - notably relaxed their shoulders, thanking you.

“We’ve synced up your pokedex with his so you can always locate each other. You have a pokemon capable of flying, yes?” Utahime said, handing you your updated pokedex. You nodded, slipping it into your pocket.

“Perfect. Why don’t you pay him a visit?” Yuta said, smiling angelically at you. It seemed like you didn’t have a choice, not with the way they were all looking expectantly.

“All right. I’ll forward updates in the coming weeks,” you said, nodding to the rest of them as you turned to leave.

Before you reached the exit, a soft paw pad touched your shoulder. You turned to face Nanami’s Lucario, which was holding out a can of lemonade in its paws. You reached out to grab the can, smiling at the pokemon.

“For me?” you asked, brows furrowing as the Lucario shook its head.

“For…Gojo?” you asked, and immediately the Lucario smiled and nodded.

“Alright, I’ll pass it to him. Thank you,” you said, waving as you left.

Once you were outside the building, you released a sigh. Salamence immediately popped out of his pokeball, letting out a mixture of chuffs and roars and he nudged you with his nose.

You laughed, placing your hand under his chin and scratching.

“I’m alright buddy, I promise,” you said. You were incredibly bonded to all of your pokemon, but Salamence had a special place in your heart. He has always been your proud protector, ever since you came across him when he was an injured, weak Bagon.

Flipping open the map on your Pokedex, you located Gojo near a seaside town.

“Alright, ready to fly bud?” you asked Salamence. He roared in excitement as you jumped onto his back.

The soothing music of the waves against the shore always calmed you. Before you became a gym leader, you often visited the beach to relax and let your water-types splash around.

You didn’t even need your pokedex to locate the champion, who was garnering attention from every person nearby as he sat at the local cafe. He was practically surrounded by people, the shine of his silvery hair being the only thing singling him out in a crowd so big.

There was only one trick up your sleeve that was a sure-fire way of getting a crowd’s attention. Grabbing two of your pokeballs, you allowed Kingdra and Gyrrados to come out into the water.

They both jumped in immediately, happily swimming around as you laughed.

“Alright you two, I need you both to execute plan sparkle,” you said. They voiced their agreement and immediately began performing a dual variation of the move dragon dance in the water, causing major splashes and ripples that began drawing the huge crowd of people away from Gojo and towards them.

You shot them a thumbs-up before making your way over to the champion. It almost pissed you off how nonchalant he looked, leaning back in his chair with his legs stretched out, like there wasn’t anywhere he should be. His famous luxray lay at his feet, curled up next to a plate of what looked like poke puffs. Once he spotted you, he rose to his full stature, positioning himself in front of his trainer in a protective stance. You offered the Luxray a treat from your pocket, and the pokemon gently took it in his mouth before retreating to Gojo’s side.

“Champion Satoru Gojo,” you began, squaring your shoulders.

He glanced up at you immediately, his cerulean eyes peeking out behind a pair of black sunglasses that sat perched at the end of his nose. His silvery hair was down, brushing against his eyes ever so slightly from the sea breeze.

A hint of surprise ran across over his features, fast enough that you almost didn’t catch it.

“My name is-”

“I know who you are, dragon prodigy,” Gojo said, calling you by your nickname.

He knows who I am?

“May I ask why our esteemed champion is here, instead of facing all the challengers you have lined up to defeat you?” you asked, crossing your arms.

He smiled at you, sending a stampede of butterfrees down your body. Gojo wasn’t famed for just his prowess in pokemon battle, no. He was one of the most famous champions for his beauty, especially with that signature smile of his.

“Looking to battle me, are you?” he said, crossing his arms over his head as he tilted his head down to get a good look at you.

“I’d never turn down a battle, but I’m not interested in your title, champion,” you said, a note of disdain in your voice. He raised a brow at you, as if he couldn’t believe a trainer didn’t want to become the coveted title of pokemon champion.

“Oh? Then why have you tracked me down here, miss prodigy,” he asked, reaching down to pet his Luxray.

“I’ve been tasked with making sure you get back to work. Please return to your post so I can return to my gym,” you said, failing at keeping the bite away from your words.

He stretched his long arms up, humming to himself as he considered your command.

“How about this? If you can retrieve the one thing I’m craving right now, I’ll return to the Pokemon League for today,” he said cheekily.

“How am I supposed to know what you’re cr-”

“You have 5 minutes. Good luck!”

Bastard.

You trudged back towards the beach, not bothering to waste your time on a fool’s errand. You were already mentally preparing your apology letter to the elite 4.

At least Kingdra and Gyrrados are having fun, you thought to yourself.

Your two water types continued to dance around in the water, thriving off the attention of all of the onlookers.

You felt his pokeball rattle against its spot in your pack before Salamence came out, seeming to sense your frustration.

“Can you believe it, Sal? The unbeatable Gojo Satoru is wasting his time here and ignoring his job. Think about how many people look up to him as champion!” you exclaimed, pacing as Salamence nodded his head.

That’s why they say never meet your heroes.

“He asked me to find his craving in 5 minutes. How the hell am I supposed to know what he’s craving? I barely met the man. I just know he likes sweets from all those interviews,” you admitted, shaking your head.

Salamence suddenly began nudging at the backpack you laid on the ground, tipping it over until its contents began to spill out.

“Hey knock it off bud, are you hungry or something?” you asked, reaching to gather the spilled contents. You paused when you laid eyes on the can of lemonade given to you by Nanami’s Lucario.

“There’s no way,” you mumbled to yourself, holding the can in your hands.

Worth a shot, I guess, you thought.

“Salamence, return.” Once your dragon was safely tucked back into his pokeball, you strode back to the champion, placing the can of lemonade on the table before him.

Gojo looked at you incredulously, then eyed the lemonade with a look you struggled to pinpoint.

“Satisfied?” you asked, bracing yourself for a rejection.

Instead, the sincere smile gracing his features took you by surprise. The way he picked it up made it seem like it was something precious, and suddenly the champion looked much younger.

“I am,” he said, moving to stand up to his impressive height. He towered over you, forcing you to look up as he stepped into your space. You gulped as you took notice of how stupidly handsome this man was.

“You win for today. But I’m sure I’ll see you again soon,” he drawled, stunning you with a wink.

You watched silently as he walked away, his enormous Charizard appearing before him. You gawked at the beautiful pokemon, the dragon-type lover in you urging you to come closer.

He was gone within seconds, leaving you with a lingering funny feeling, especially after seeing that last smile. It was nothing like the smiles you were familiar with - the arrogant smiles he wore after each victory, the charming smiles he put on for each interview. You grew lost in thought as you tried swallowing the urge to make him smile like that again.

What did I get myself into?

“Altaria, use peck!” you yelled, watching your pokemon dive toward the challenger’s Machoke. The Machoke stumbled back with the force of the hit, but quickly righted itself.

“Machoke, use low sweep!” your challenger yelled, his pokemon wasting no time in kicking out its feet against your Altaria.

Your pokemon dodged skillfully, evading the assault with minimal effort. After a couple more turns, your Altaria finished off the opponent’s pokemon with a final peck.

“And the winner is, our Gym Leader! Better luck next time, trainer Itadori,” your gym assistant said.

The boy named Itadori Yuji sank to his knees dramatically, placing his head in his hands as he yelled out in sorrow.

“You fought well Itadori,” you said, offering your hand to him.

“Wait, really?!” he exclaimed, taking your hand. His look of despair was immediately replaced with hope, reminiscent of a puppy.

“Yes, that Machoke of yours is quite strong. My advice is to work a bit more on type matchups,” you said, smiling as he eagerly noted your tips.

“Alright, just you wait! I’ll train even harder and I’ll beat you in no time,” he exclaimed, the fire once again alight in his eyes.

“I look forward to it,” you said genuinely, watching as he ran out of the gym in record time. And you meant it. While he was a little sloppy, he fought bravely, and with raw power you haven’t seen in a while. You could definitely see him challenging Gojo one day.

You reached up to stroke Altaria’s feathers, commending her for another battle well done.

“Okay, the rest of you can come out now,” you said aloud, smiling as the other 5 pokemon in your party came out of their pokeballs and began cheering for your victory.

Suddenly, Salamence began growling towards the platform where you usually held your battles. A familiar figure sat perched on the steps, smiling down at you like you were old friends.

“Congrats on the win, dragon prodigy,” Gojo said, unaffected by the rising hostility from Salamence.

“Easy bud, it's okay,” you said, patting his side.

“How long have you been here?” you said, struggling to comprehend how he evaded notice.

“Long enough to see you bullshit that battle with Yuji,” he said, pissing you off with his infuriating smile.

“Excuse me?” you asked, debating on letting Salamence go off on him.

“With your skillset, you’re capable of defeating his pokemon with a single move from each of yours. Yet each of his pokemon lasted longer than they should’ve,” he said meaningfully, his long steps quickly eating up the distance between you two.

“Why is that?” he asked, suddenly much closer to you, ignoring the snarling from Salamence.

You looked straight into his blue eyes, intrigued by how they were flicking back and forth between your own, studying you.

“Every time I defeat a challenger that way, it crushes their spirit. I’m still beating them, but I’m giving them a bit more confidence and practice this way,” you answered, turning away from him.

It broke your heart to see the look of utter defeat on each challenger’s face when you actually fought even close enough to your full strength.

Gojo hummed, shaking his head at you.

“You’re setting them up for failure. You’re giving these kids the false hope that their pokemon are strong enough to stand against your own, then when they finally get to the elite 4, they won’t stand a chance,” he said, piercing you with his words.

“Then they won’t have a single hope against me,” he continued coldly, watching for your reaction.

You never thought about it that way, how taking it easy on your challengers could be hurting them more than helping them.

“My advice: don’t hold back. I’d love to watch that beautiful fighting style of yours when you’re serious,” he said lowly, placing something cold in your hands before walking away.

You looked down at your hands quizzically, finding a can of lemonade.

“It’s the best after a fight!” Gojo yelled over his shoulder before he left.

You stood in silence, mulling over his words over and over again.

You slid your pokedex back into your pocket after confirming you found the right building.

Pokemon Trainer’s School was written in bold letters on the first sign you saw.

Your entrance into the building turned a few heads, and you earned a good amount of wide-eyed smiles and points as you searched the building for a certain champion.

“It’s the 8th gym leader!”

“The dragon prodigy is here!”

“Oh my gosh let's go get an autograph!”

You smiled and waved politely at each of them, making your way through each room until you finally spotted Gojo, standing in front of a chalkboard of a small class of students.

His eyes flickered to yours, but he continued talking as if he were expecting you.

“In order for you to defeat dragon-type pokemon, it’s best to use Ice and Fairy-type pokemon. But make sure to study the types of your opponent, and be weary of dual-types,” he said.

You narrowed your eyes at him, which he of course ignored.

“Ah, perfect timing. Class, we have a special treat for today! A lesson from the very own dragon gym leader herself!” Gojo announced, gesturing to you.

You froze as 6 heads turned your way, various levels of shock written across each of their faces.

“A lesson from the gym leader herself, so cool!” the boy you recognized as Itadori yelled, pumping his fist.

You plastered on a polite smile as you walked up to the front towards Gojo, leaning into his space while the students were buzzing with chatter.

“Teaching them how to defeat me, are you? You’re such a dick,” you said quietly, nudging him in the ribs.

“Worried?” he countered, the grin evident in his voice.

“You wish,” you snapped, trying not to smile. It didn’t bother you, truly. What you were really trying to wrap your head around was why the elite champion was spending his afternoon teaching such a small class of trainers instead of battling his own challengers.

“Perfect, then you don’t mind teaching us a lesson about how to beat dragon types then right? Thank you!” he said, moving aside to sit amongst his students. You flipped him off before any of the kids could see, then focused your attention on the students staring at you expectantly.

“Alright, dragon types 101 then,” you said, launching into a lesson explaining almost everything you knew about your favorite type of pokemon.

The students listened attentively, surprising you with their engagement and the thoughtfulness of their questions. Class flew by in the blink of an eye, and soon enough you were alone in the classroom with Gojo.

He let out a whistle as you sat next to him on top of one of the desks.

“You’re a natural. Ever thought about teaching?” he said.

“Not really. But that was nice actually, those kids are very smart,” you admitted, smiling at the champion.

From the way his eyes widened ever so slightly, it must have thrown him off, seeing you smile for the first time like that.

“They are. I’ll bet you the future champion is among them,” he said sincerely, smiling warmly for once.

It tickled at your chest, the way his different expressions made you feel. You felt greedy to see more sides of him.

“Is that why you’re here, instead of doing your job?” you asked softly, nudging your knee against him.

“I’d much rather be here training these kids to become the best, than have to waste my time battling a bunch of rowdy upstarts who would abuse the champion title,” he said truthfully.

“Is that why you’re avoiding battles? Scared someone will beat you?” you asked curiously, studying the way his long lashes fanned against his cheek when he looked down.

“Nah. More like I don’t want to bother with kids who have zero chance beating me. It’s way more fun to train these kids to become strong enough to beat me. I’d be happy to hand over my title to one of them, someday,” he said, nudging you back.

His words made you pause.

“That was the most decent thing I’ve ever heard you say,” you said, thoughtfully, admiring the way the light of the late afternoon made his hair seem to glow.

“That's rude as hell,” he said, causing you to burst out in laughter. By the time you finished, you realized he’d been staring at you, making a blush creep up your cheeks.

“What?” you said, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear nervously.

“What do I have to do to make you laugh like that again?” he asked genuinely, unleashing a hoard of butterfrees in your stomach.

You raised your brows, waiting for him to crack a joke or say something stupid again. But he didn’t, he was serious.

“Go back to the Pokemon League and do your job, then I’ll give you an award,” you said, smiling at the look of interest on his face.

“Hmm, since you were so kind to teach my kids a lesson, I’ll go back to work,” he said, rising up to his impressive stature.

“But I expect my reward to be paid in advance,” he said, leaning down so his face was inches away from yours.

You blushed furiously as his eyes flickered down to your lips.

Clearing your throat, you calmed yourself, plastering the sweetest smile you could muster on your lips.

“Close your eyes then,” you said as silkily as you could, trailing your left hand up his arm.

The champion froze, eyes widening before he complied and shut them. You fought a giggle before pressing the can of lemonade against his lips, enjoying the way his eyes shot open in surprise.

He grabbed the can from your hand before you dashed out of the room, giggling at your prank. You heard his hearty laughter echoing across the halls before you left.

It was a rare day off you had to yourself. No gym challengers, no chasing Gojo, just you and your Pokemon lounging at the beach.

The elite 4 sent you a thank you letter, claiming Gojo’s attendance had gone up significantly since you started checking up on him. They told you to take the week off, and you gladly did. There was an odd pang in your chest, though. You had become accustomed to seeing the champion, used to facing the different challenges he gave you that would get him back to work. He was undoubtedly annoying and cocky, yet you dared to find yourself missing him and the way he made you laugh.

Beach. Enjoy the beach, you urged yourself.

Kingdra and Gyrrados were racing each other in the water, joined by a couple of wild water pokemon. Altaria was soaring with a flock of wingulls, showing off her speed. Goodra and Garchomp were playing in the sand, creating what looked like a giant hole. Salamence was content to be laying at your side, sunbathing next to you.

You broke out of your daze once Altaria started nudging you with her wing.

“What’s up Tari? Are you already done flying?” you said, sitting up as you pressed your sunglasses to the top of your head.

You were taken aback to see that the sunny skies had been completely replaced with angry stormclouds, threatening to unleash their rain at any second.

“Oh geez, it’s about to start pouring huh,” you said, quickly gathering up your things.

You returned the rest of your party to their pokeballs, where they would be safe from the incoming storm.

The rain began coming down heavily, and you dashed out of the sand to take cover under a tree.

An ear-piercing cry startled you, and you turned to see two kids standing next to rocks by the shore.

“Hey you two! It’s dangerous to be out here when it's storming!” you yelled, walking towards the young kids.

They turned their identical faces towards you, both streaked with tears.

“Please rescue our Eevee!” one of them cried, clinging to you.

“She was swimming when the storm started. We can’t find her anywhere!” the other said.

You knelt to be eye-level with them, grabbing one of their hands in each of yours.

“I’ll find her for you, okay? But I need you both to stay hidden. It’s dangerous when it rains, the stronger pokemon tend to come out,” you warned.

“Salemence!” you yelled, watching as your pokemon appeared before you.

The twins looked at him with a mix of fear and awe as he quickly lifted his wings to shield them from the rain.

“I need you to stay with him okay? He’ll keep you safe while I rescue your Eevee,” you said. They nodded, huddling together against your pokemon.

Salamence immediately roared in protest, undoubtedly refusing to leave your side.

“I need you to protect them Sally, please. I’ll be okay, I promise,” you said, dropping your backpack next to him. You grabbed the mouthpiece that allowed you to breathe underwater, then dove into the sea before you had a chance to chicken out.

The freezing temperature of the water was a shock to your system. You had to rescue this Eevee fast if you wanted to avoid frostbite. You had honed your body to withstand extreme climates as you trained alongside your pokemon, but even you knew you couldn’t last long in this weather.

You swam furiously, dodging every pokemon within your radius. Not all of them would charge at you to battle, but the rain made it practically impossible to distinguish which pokemon was what, and you didn’t want to risk finding out. While treading water, you spotted a blur of brown on a group of rocks.

Swimming closer, you spotted a little Eevee, soaked wet and shivering. The poor thing looked up at you with sad, scared eyes as you hopped out of the water to approach it.

“It’s okay little one, I’m here to rescue you okay?” you said through chattering teeth. You struggled to feel your fingers, but you forced yourself to take out the pokeball you borrowed from the twins anyways.

“I’ll get you back to your trainer. Eevee, return,” you said, breathing a sigh of relief once the pokemon was safely back into its ball.

Tucking the ball inside a small pouch you carried, you dove back into the water. To your dismay, a school of tentacruels were gathering near the surface of the water, and you knew them to be aggressive. You’d have to dive deeper into the water to avoid being spotted, but you were running out of time before the cold would give incapacitate you.

Mustering all your strength, you swam the distance back to shore, unable to gather the energy to do anything except lean against a rock just beyond the reach of the water.

Salamence ran to you immediately, the two twins hot on his trail. Once he reached you, he whined and nudged at you, but you were too cold to move. The continued assault of the rain didn’t help the excruciating chill you were feeling.

“S-she’s s-safe,” you bit out, shakily placing Eevee’s pokeball back in the hands of the twins, who cried as they thanked you.

“S-sal, please g-get them t-to the p-pokemon c-center,” you said, your shivers becoming so violent it was near impossible to talk.

Salamence whined, refusing to move. He covered all three of you with his wings, and you had no strength left to chide him for ignoring you.

You vaguely heard the twins speaking to you, asking if you were okay. But you could barely register their words with the cold seeping into your bones, numbing your brain and making you feel sleepy.

“Shit,” you heard from a familiar voice. You felt his hand against your cheek before he released a hiss.

“You’re fucking freezing,” he said, and you cracked your eyes open enough to see the panic racing against his beautiful features.

“G-gojo?” you chattered, wondering if the hypothermia was getting to your brain and making you see things.

“Salamence, please get the kids to safety,” Gojo asked. You heard Salamence growl in response.

“I promise I will help your trainer, but I can’t do that if I need to help them too. Please,” he said, surprising you with how softly he spoke to your pokemon.

It must have worked, as you heard the beating of his wings that meant he took flight. Probably to the nearest Pokemon Center to bring the twins to safety.

“Bear with me for a sec,” Gojo said, lifting you up with one arm under your legs and one across your lower back.

“I’m f-fucking c-cold,” you said, shaking violently in his arms, wrapping your arms around his neck.

“I know baby. I’ll get you warm,” he said, breaking out into a sprint. You clung to him as much as you could, releasing your grip once the sound of the rain became muffled.

He set you down gently against what felt like a wall of rock. The cold bit into your skin, but at least it was dry here.

Gojo knelt to face you, taking your face in his hands. You leaned your cheek into his warm palms, feeling overwhelmed with relief at seeing his familiar face.

“I need to get you out of your wet clothes, okay?” he said, not moving until you nodded. Once you did, he made quick work of your outfit, stripping you down until you were completely bare before him.

Any embarrassment you felt was overshadowed by the determination in his eyes, the hard set to his mouth that you rarely ever caught without a smile. A part of you wished he’d crack a joke or say something stupid to piss you off and lighten the mood, but he didn’t.

Reaching into his pack, he swiped a hand towel and began silently running it across your body, drying you swiftly as you continued to shiver.

His cerulean eyes shimmered with focus as he stripped off his own clothing, slipping his own shirt over your frame. You sighed with relief as the warm, dry fabric of his shirt soothed your chilled skin, hanging over you like a dress and enveloping you with his clean scent.

“Better?” he asked, taking your frozen fingers into his hands, and exhaling onto them to warm them up.

You nodded, warmth filling your body with how gently he was treating you. Your eyes traveled town his toned torso, admiring how his body seemed sculpted out of marble.

“But won’t you be c-cold?” you asked, wrapping your arms tightly against yourself.

“Worry about yourself, prodigy. Your lips are blue,” he said, settling himself behind you in only his pants and boots.

He placed his hands onto your hips, lifting you slightly and settling you on his lap. You gasped as the warmth of his front began seeping into your back, his arms cradling you and he continued to wordlessly rub your hands between his. It felt incredibly intimate.

He’s just doing it to save your life, calm down, you thought to yourself.

He paused for a second, reaching his hand to grab something from his pocket.

“Charizard,” he said. Within seconds, the pokemon appeared before your eyes, staring down at you.

“We need your fire. Please,” Gojo said, jerking his head down towards you.

Charizard nodded, laying down on its stomach, positioning the tip of its tail in front of you and Gojo. The fire at the tip of its tail provided you with immediate relief.

After a while, the shivering racking your body subsided, and your teeth finally stopped chattering.

“Thank you. Both of you,” you said quietly, breaking the silence. Charizard made a sound that you took as “you’re welcome, I guess,” and Gojo’s arms around you tightened.

“You could’ve died, you know,” Gojo said lowly, his voice tickling the shell of your ear.

“I know,” you answered, squeezing his hands that held yours.

“Why would you put yourself at risk like that?” he asked more calmly than you’d expected, rubbing slow circles into your palms.

“I couldn’t just leave their Eevee out there. It would’ve died,” you said, observing the rain still heavily pouring outside of the cave. There’s not a single doubt in your mind that their Eevee would’ve lost it’s life had you not saved it, either from drowning or from hypothermia.

“Why didn’t you have your pokemon help you? You have water types,” Gojo pressed, leaning forward to rest his chin on your shoulder, causing you to shiver.

“I couldn’t risk any of them getting injured. They’re too precious to me,” you said.

Gojo heaved a heavy sigh, the warmth of his exhale tickling across the sensitive skin near your nape.

“You and your bleeding heart,” he said, a mixture of resignment and admiration in his voice.

“Can’t say I wouldn’t have done the same. But I would’ve at least called for help first,” he said, making you laugh.

“Right, how did you know to find me here?” you asked, warm enough to turn in his lap to face him. Your breath caught as you realized just how close he was to you, and you couldn’t help your eyes as they lingered on his perfectly pink lips.

You’d never been close enough to him before to see the little flecks of silver that made his eyes shine. His silvery hair was slightly damp from the rain, a few strands curling around his face that made him seem younger. He was devastatingly beautiful.

He reached out to tuck a stray piece of your hair behind your ear.

“I just had a sudden urge to see you. I’ve become so used to seeing your pretty face show up everywhere I go, that I got lonely when you stopped,” he said honestly. You smiled.

“Imagine my surprise when I get here and you’re freezing to death. You really scared me back there,” he said, his throat bobbing.

He was frightened for you. He saved you. He cared about you.

You leaned forward, gingerly wrapping your arms around his neck in a tight hug. He returned it immediately, wrapping his hands across your shoulders. His hands traced small circles into your skin, as if he needed to keep touching you to make sure you were still there.

“I’m sorry. Thank you,” you whispered into his ear, rubbing your cheek against the silky skin of his shoulder.

The two of your relaxed in the silence, the sound of the rain and Charizard’s breathing becoming strangely comforting.

The sound of a familiar roar shook you from your thoughts, as Salamence landed at the front of the cave, a package in his mouth.

“Sally!” you yelled, attempting to get up from Gojo’s lap. His long fingers grasped your hips, tugging you back down to him.

“You’re not warm enough yet. Stay,” he said, earning him a warning growl from Salamence.

Salamence shook off the rain at the entrance of the cave, walking towards you. Him and Charizard exchanged a few snarls, but neither of them actually made any moves towards the other.

You stuck your arm out, and Salamence stuck his nose against your palm.

“You okay bud? You’re soaked,” you said, feeling the chill from the rain on his skin. He chuffed, depositing the package in his mouth beside you.

Gojo unwrapped it, finding a set of dry clothes and a few towels. The pokemon centers usually prepared these packages for extreme weather, and the twins must have alerted one of the nurses to send him off with one.

“Good job,” Gojo said, reaching out his hand to pat Salemence. To your complete surprise, Salamence accepted his touch, closing his eyes contently as Gojo scratched his chin.

“Let’s get you changed and head out. I’d rather get you checked out to be safe first, that okay?” Gojo asked, rubbing his hands up and down your arms, checking how warm you were.

You nodded, wishing he would never stop touching you.

Luckily, you narrowly avoided hypothermia or frostbite thanks to Gojo. You were able to recover quickly, and before you knew it you were back at your platform inside of your gym.

“How many challengers do we have today?” you asked your gym assistant, feeding Garchomp a pokepuff.

“Um, one,” he said, eyes darting left to right nervously.

“Just one?” you questioned, noticing how your assistant looked more anxious than usual. You were used to battling 4-5 challengers a day, making sure to give your pokemon ample rest between. It was unusual for you to only have one battle.

“Yes ma’am. He requested he be the only one,” your assistant said, fiddling with his pokedex.

“Requested? Who the hell does this guy think he is,” you said, glaring at the trembling teenager. It was very bold to request to be the only challenger at a gym - it usually implied that the trainer thought very highly of themselves.

“The champion,” Gojo said, stepping up from the staircase, smirking at you cockily.

You furrowed your brows as you stared at the Champion. He was actually dressed in his fighting attire - a dark blue zip-up with his collar popped up, and matching pants. You had to admit he looked damn good in it, even though he looked great in everything.

“You’re challenging me today?” you asked, placing you hands on your hips as you gawked at him in disbelief. To your dismay, Salamence came barreling up to him, nuzzling his side like they were old friends.

“Yup,” he said, happily complying with Salamence’s demands for pets. Gojo walked up to you, stopping just a few feet before you.

“I challenge you, dragon prodigy. If I win, you’ll let me take you out on a date,” he said, flashing an infuriatingly bright smile at you as he winked.

You threw your head back as you shook with laughter. Only he would be extra enough to challenge you to a battle in order to ask you out.

“You’re on, champion,” you said, mirroring his own grin with your own. Salamence roared in excitement, undoubtedly itching to face off with Gojo’s Charizard.

“And don’t you dare hold back on me baby, cuz I sure as hell won’t be holding back on you,” he said, readying the pokeball in his hands.

“I wouldn’t dare. Lets go, Salemence!” you said, watching your pokemon ready his stance in front of you.

But you knew you had already lost - because you were going out with him regardless of the outcome of this battle.

Back at the Pokemon League

“Seems like the dragon gym leader succeeded,” Yuta said, smiling at the news article on his pokedex.

“Indeed. Gojo agreed to stop ditching work as long as we invested more funds into training schools,” Nanami said, kicking a ball back and forth with his Lucario.

“Oh, I was talking about her finally dating Gojo. But it was great that she helped us get him back to work,” Yuta said, showing Nanami the article he was looking at.

Newest Dragon-type Gym Leader spotted holding hands with Pokemon Champion Gojo!

The ends of Nanami’s lips curved up as he smiled, shaking his head.

“It’s about time. He hasn’t shut up about her for years,” Nanami said. Yuta’s light laughter filled the room as he handed his Dusclops an oran berry.

“By the way, why did you have Lucario send her that can of lemonade the first time she came here?” Yuta asked.

“Ah, that,” Nanami began, patting Lucario on the head.

“Gojo got that brand every time he won a battle, back when we were teenagers. I figured it would help her make a good first impression,” he said. Yuta laughed once more.

“Looks like it worked.”

~fin~

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✦「Raihan x Reader」✦

ɴᴀᴍᴇ║Raihan

ᴀɴɪᴍᴇ/ᴍᴀɴɢᴀ/ᴠɪᴅᴇᴏ ɢᴀᴍᴇ ║Pokémon Sword & Pokémon Shield

ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ║14,040

「ᴀꜰʟ」 𝟏𝟖+ 「ᴘᴡᴘ」 ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ ━━━➤ 「ᴡᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇ ʙᴀʙʏ」

꧁𓊈𒆜 ━━━━━━━━━ 𒆜𓊉꧂

❝ᴛʜᴀᴛ'ꜱ ᴇɴᴏᴜɢʜ, ᴘʀᴇᴛᴛʏ ɢɪʀʟ❞

꧁𓊈𒆜 ━━━━━━━━━ 𒆜𓊉꧂

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Now onto the smut :)

꧁𓊈𒆜 ━━━━━━━━━ 𒆜𓊉꧂

*Note, it's been said that Raihan's ethnicity is South Asian, Muslim

*I messed up on the height in the last chapter. 6'6 is (198 cm) so Raihan's 6'8 is (203 cm)

Huffing aloud, your feet came to a halt once you reached the battlegrounds. Shouting and intensive roaring of dragon-type pokemon echoed around the extensively large stadium.

Placing a hand on your hip and dropping your duffle bag onto the ground, you narrowed your (e/c) optics at the man baring his fangs as he displayed a wide grin at his Trainers.

"Raihan!"

Your voice reverberated within the stadium, which ceased any other movement. The pokemon trainers all froze for a moment before their attention flung to your frame.

"(Y/n)!" The dark-skinned man bellowed out as he sped over to your frame. His towering 6'8 (203 cm) body seemed to grow in height with each nearing step.

His sweaty elongated arms opened to entrap you in a bone crush hug, and you cringed upon the sight. "Don't you dare touch me when you're coated in sweat!" You hissed, but his grin never wavered.

Instead, he ignored your words to engulf you in his arms and shove your face against his sticky bare chest.

Your (e/c)'s enlarged face blazing with heat from the contact. "Raihan, you're nasty!" You snapped, which only prompted him to laugh.

It rumbled against his chest onto your own body, stimulating your insides with your cheeks rivaling the heat of a fire.

Clicking your tongue, you hid your face against his body and accepted his hug, your arms wrapping around to hold him close as the both of you relished in the presence of the other.

His arms grew tighter, his heart beating faster against his ribs while he hummed with satisfaction.

Feeling eyes watching you closely had, your skin enflamed like lighting a torch. "Okay, Raihan. That's enough; people are watching us." You murmured while attempting to push him away, but he only tightened his hug.

"No, I don't think I will." He replied back with a light laugh that tingled your tummy from the angelic noise. "I haven't seen you at all in six months; let me hold you just a little longer. Won't you give me that? Please, Doll?"

Your ears erupted in mind-numbing heat. Slapping your hands against his firm stomach, you attempted to push yourself away, but it was to no avail.

"What did I say about nicknames!? It's embarrassing!"

The dragon tamer pulled back only far enough so he could meet your gaze but remain holding you in place.

Your stomach fluttered with that loving look he gave you, and it only increased when he reached a finger to your face so he could swipe a thumb over your bottom lip.

"You always say you hate them, and I always say I'll never stop." His response prompted you to scrunch your nose and finally force yourself out of his hold.

"A-At least not in public!"

He bellowed with laughter while reaching for his phone, using the opportunity to snap a quick picture of your flustered face that he could almost see emanating with heat.

Raihan turned back to his trainers and waved them off, signaling that the day's training was over. They waved goodbye to both of you, and your attention remained on their departing figures until the giant man grasped your hands in his gloved ones.

"Don't be a tsundere and give me a kiss, pretty girl." He crooned and you could feel your insides quivering.

It's been a few good months since you've heard him call you those stupid lovable names and they still had the same effect on you every time.

"I am not a tsundere!" You barked while glaring into his beautiful teal optics but once he gave you that devilish grin you snapped your gaze away. "...I just don't deserve all that flattery."

The onyx-haired male tightened his hold on your hand to regain your attention. When you slowly flickered up to look at him you noticed his usual grin had fallen.

"(Y/n), you say that every time."

You furrowed your brows and gradually shook your head, your lips pursing without you even realizing it. "No, I don't. It's just that I don't like overpraises and false cajolery." You replied which provoked the dragon tamer to tug you closer to his body so you pressed right up against him.

Although his tiger orange hairband obscured his forehead you could already tell his eyebrows were furrowed deeply.

"Come on, (Y/n). I just got you back from your expedition after six months, can we not start this?" The strained tone in his voice drove your throat to tighten and your abdomen to ache.

"Start what?" You quired while pulling out of his hold. "I'm just telling you how I feel. I'm already your girlfriend, you don't need to keep complimenting me."

He groaned aloud and grasped at his locks in the protective coif, tugging on his tied hair before heaving a heavy exhale.

"We may be together but that doesn't mean I need to stop marveling at somebody that I love so much. Every day it's like I find something new to admire and appreciate." He placed a finger under your chin to gaze into your eyes. "In my eyes, you are the most beautiful stunning woman I have ever met. You put the sun to shame with how bright your smile is. The stars could never compare to how much your eyes glimmer."

Steam must have been wafting off your figure from how overwhelmingly hot his compliments were making you feel.

Your head was hazy to indicate lightheadedness which encouraged you to swallow thickly.

"T-This is what I mean, I don't deserve it! You just like to see me all flustered-" Your speech came to a halt when the man reached for your thighs and hauled you up against his body.

He held you firmly with your hands instinctively flying to wrap around the back of his neck. His nude-colored lips were scowling, not due to anger but annoyance.

"I am your boyfriend, a man so utterly in love with you." The tone of his voice was not sharp; however, he clearly was displeased. "So everything I say is not some faux flattery just to see you flustered. It's because I want you to understand how I perceive you."

Your lips felt clamped shut with glue, stuck together with a sense of guilt infiltrating its way into your heart. That pained expression, his fangs baring was not something you meant to cause.

It was just so hard to accept his compliments, or anyone's for that matter. You just don't understand why anyone would waste their breath on you like that, even if they were in a relationship with you.

Leaning forward, you connected your lips with his while pushing your chest against his bare one. He remained hesitant at first but you know he can never deny a sweet kiss from you.

His grip on your thighs tightened as he angled his head so the kiss could deepen. You still smelled of the jungle, of fresh healthy vegetation that conflicted against the sour odor of his sweat.

He could taste the ripe fruit you must have been consuming on the expedition as he sucked on your tongue.

Breathless groans and teasingly quiet moans reverberated from your chest and it only drove him to desire more of you.

Lightly tapping on his shoulder, you forced him to focus and pull away slightly so you could breathe. "C-Calm down; I just got back." You replied only for him to grin and lick his tongue along your lips.

"Exactly, you just got back." And he resumed the kiss as if it was the air he needed to breathe.

Deciding to sway your embarrassment and indulge in your desires you kissed back feverishly, your hands migrating to his protective hairstyle to tug on it.

He hummed, his hands reaching farther up your leg until one of them pulled away to slam down and slap upon your bottom cheek.

Your body jolted against his, a gasp echoing out as he used the opportunity to drive his tongue in your mouth and taste every bit of you.

You were out of breath from his lewd actions and he could tell so he pulled away to place a smooch against your lips before intertwining his tongue with yours.

Drool dribbled from the corner of your mouth and at the sensation, you quickly pulled away and wiped it with your sleeve.

"Don't do that, it was hot!" He voiced and dug his fingers into your bottom.

Punching his shoulders you wiggled and squirmed until the giant placed your feet on the ground of the stadium. "Shut up! I let you get away with too much."

He displayed a wide vibrant grin that showed his piercing white teeth and sharp fangs. "You know you liked it."

Clicking your tongue you reached for your duffle and turned to face the exit way. "Well I haven't eaten anything since last night so I hope we could go out for some regular food."

Nodding his head the giant ran over to a bench to dress in his dragon-type uniform and hoodie before rushing back over.

Upon his return, you began ambling down the hallway however the dark-skinned man wouldn't allow you to progress any further until your hands were clamped firmly together with his.

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Dropping the duffle on the ground you let your body fall upon his mattress, your (e/c) optics shutting as you relished in the soft comfort.

"Oh my god how I've missed an actual bed!" The words were muffled but Raihan still managed to understand. "I like sleeping on the ground but unsteady gravel and a thin sleeping bag were not it for six months."

The dragon tamer pivoted on the balls of his feet so he could fall backward, bouncing your body for a few rounds.

"Ah, I'm stuffed." He announced, a hand patting his firm abbs that in no way shape or form would ever look anything but muscular.

"And I missed junk food so much." You murmured with a faint exhausted voice.

Raihan turned on his side slowly so he could wrap an arm around your midsection and pull you against his chest.

Your back met his warm heated body while his fingers snaked under your shirt to trail lines up and down your tummy.

Fluttering butterflies danced under your skin from his touch with your heart skipping a beat.

"And I've missed you so much." His voice was right in your ear, his breathing fanning it and increasing the heat from the extensive blood flow to your labyrinth.

Gingerly reaching down you held your hand atop of his, squeezing it tightly. "I've...missed you so much too."

The giant hummed with satisfaction and kissed your ear before covering your jaw in them. You laughed lightly from the ticklish sensation until those giggles were swapped for a moan.

His warm lips left lingering kisses across your throat, his fangs lightly grazing across your skin to stimulate it.

And then he began to suck on it, nipping until he broke the capillaries below and bruised your skin with his markings.

The stinging sensation was pain that felt so good. It spread across your chest like lightning striking the ground.

"R-Raihan~."

He released an audibly long breath before placing his forehead against the back of your crown and hugging you close to his body.

"F*ck, you just got back and I know your exhausted but I can't help it. You're just so pretty." He breathed in your hair and you could feel your body temperature rise from his words.

"Y-You're just a horn dog." You replied, cursing yourself for stuttering like some school girl.

The giant laughed, his hand that trailed along the skin of your tummy rose to your jaw so he could stroke it with his calloused fingertips.

"I'm a horn dog if I wanna f*ck all my love deep inside you?"

Your heartbeat quickened. "Yes!"

"Then I'm your horn dog that you gotta get under control." He murmured before placing a swift smooch on your lips. "But because I know you're exhausted I'll keep it my pants...for now."

You rolled your eyes and slowly sat up, a knot stretching uncomfortably in your back which prompted you to groan disdainfully.

Raihan could almost picture the deep scowl and furrowed brows from your aching body. He sat up himself and grasped your shoulder so you could turn your head to face him.

He kissed your lips once again before smiling against them, humming as a kitty would. "Alright, I'll run you a bath and when you get out I'll give you a massage."

Offering him a lopsided smile you nodded your head. "No funny business?"

He raised a palm to face you with another laying across his chest where his heart fibbed beneath. "I promise, I just want to make your time at home comfortable."

You swallowed strenuously and dropped your gaze to your lap. "This isn't even my home-"

"Ah!" He interjected and reached for your warm cheeks so he could hold them in the palm of his hand. "My home will always be yours as well, it's our home, (Y/n)."

Staring into his glimmering teal eyes you felt frozen at the moment, just completely overtaken by his heartfelt gaze.

Laughing in your throat you shook your head and leaned back so his hand could fall from your face. "Just run the bath."

He shook his head lightly with his signature grin. "Of course, I still remember exactly how you like it."

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The sweet mouthwatering aroma of food emanated in the air, your senses heightened as you began to awaken. Sunlight streamed in through the curtains and burned your eyes from behind your lids.

Groaning audibly, your body shifted as a hand migrated to shield you from the rays.

Shuffling could be heard before the curtains were closed and footsteps neared your half-asleep frame. Succulent lips were placed upon yours tenderly before Raihan's hand caressed your jaw.

You hummed, unconsciously leaning into his hold as your heavy eyes gingerly squinted open.

Even in the dim room, you could make out his vibrant grin that was ever so lively.

"Hey, pretty girl. Good morning, did you sleep well?" He quired in a soft voice that was contrary to his youthful appearance.

Rolling your eyes at his nickname you nodded your head wearily and carefully sat up. The covers fell from your shoulders, your joints cracking audibly with a satisfied groan resonating from your lips.

"God(s), I haven't slept that good in months. I always had to be ready in case a pokemon wanted to conduct a sneak attack." You replied before yawning, your jaw aching for a moment from the pulling on the tendons.

The dragon tamer nodded his head in understanding before leaning forward to place a kiss against your warm nose.

"Well, I'm glad you slept so good, and now it's time for you to eat so well too." He mused while his arms carefully wrapped around your shoulders and the back of your knees to heave you in the air.

Air wooshed past your frame from the movement and for a second you were lightheaded until he began his crusade out of the bedroom.

The delicious fragrance grew stronger once he reached the dining room and set you down at the head of the table.

A variety of delicacies littered the glass surface, all ranging from meats to fruits to vegetables.

"I wasn't sure if your taste changed since being on your expedition so I made a 'lil' bit of everything for ya."

Staring in utter disbelief you shook your head and connected your gaze with the man who took a seat next to you.

"This must have been so much work. We easily could have gone out to a diner for breakfast, Raihan."

Placing a plate with utensils in front of you he ignored your words. "We could have but I wanted to cook for my girlfriend." His teal eyes flickered over to the food before regaining your gaze. "Besides, I like seeing your pretty face when you eat my food."

Heat ignited from beneath your skin and flared out the longer he stared at you unwaveringly. He reached for one of your favorite fruits and bit into it before leaning over.

One of his hands grasped your jaw to slant closer to him and your lips connected. Gasping from the sudden contact he pushed the fruit into your mouth with his long tongue and pulled back to showcase a devilishly triumphant grin.

"Now you can either eat up or I can feed you with my mouth again if you would like." He cooed and observed the way you seemed to freeze like a computer.

Nearly choking on the fruit as you swallowed his smile grew from your reaction.

"U-Uh Uh, Raihan!" You snapped but he merely laughed, the noise echoing in the dining room.

He poured a glass of juice before setting it in the corner of the place matt. The dark-skinned man was acting like a househusband waiting on you hand and foot which elicited your stomach to swirl heavily.

What an odd fantasy and one that was far from ever coming true.

"Come on, eat up! Get all your energy back so we can make up for the lost time." He exclaimed with his lively grin and you pursed your lips at his words.

"Are we not just going to relax?"

"We are but I think you'll need to have a bit more energy to relax with my c*ck in your p*s-"

You threw a spoon forward which struck him right in the middle of the forehead. "Watch your mouth, you nasty boy!"

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"Watch my mouth, huh? Don't be so hypocritical when you're the one screaming for more now." He hissed in your ear, tugging on your hair so your chin could point towards the ceiling.

Your teeth ground against each other as each forceful thrust of his hips drove your body harder into the couch cushion.

His c*ck grazed along sensitive spots both deep and shallow inside that had your eyes rolling back into your head.

He ceased his thrust to remain buried within you and pulled on your hair again whilst he reached his other hand to hook in the corner of your cheek.

"Don't you remember how loud you would scream? How filthy you were choking on my c*ck with tears running down your face?" He chuckled under his breath and grinded himself in you, his back arching the slightest as he remained inside but still afflicted the tender spots against your walls.

You could barely respond with coherent words, just mumbled mess echoing out in the living room. Everything within your head was running around at the speed of sound.

"And how could I forget!?" Raihan released your mouth to reach up to his head and remove his tiger orange hairband.

Without warning, he wrapped it around your neck before yanking the ends so the cloth could choke you.

Your (e/c) eyes widened, the shock and pain of his action had your whole body tense. Everything tightened...your throat, your stomach, your walls around his c*ck.

He inhaled a profound breath while he twitched inside from the tightness only suffocating you could provide.

Reaching to grasp the hairband you fell forward, your forehead pressing into the armrest with his hips driving harder against you so he was the absolute deepest he had ever been.

As if flicking a switch you were completely under his control, limp and basically unresponsive. No longer were you moaning curses and instead, the only thing that could be heard leaving your lips were weak wheezes.

God(s), you loved it when he choked you. Regardless if it were those big strong hands or his hairband. Pressure on your larynx was a pain that shot down your abdomen like lightning strikes on earth.

It spread like branches of trees that clawed you closer to another org*sm.

The more you fought against the cloth choking you, the harder he pulled and tugged. The lack of air was almost intoxicating, like a drug that wasn't good for you but you still desired more.

Asphyxiation had all those pleasurable chemicals flooding your deprived brain. Everything was extra sensitive but you were also more aware.

Choking against it you could feel the dripping of sweat down your back and behind your knees. An ache in your nipples, throbbing as if it demanded to be touched right then and there.

The stretch of your slits widened to take in the shape of his bulbous c*ck. Shaped so deliciously thick all around his shaft that was the slightest shade lighter compared to the rest of his dark skin.

And his fat leaking tip that kissed the deepest part of you so desperately but would also reach so far down your throat you gagged on it too.

You whimpered before wheezing out when he pulled the ends even farther apart. It burned against the skin of your throat, you were sure there would be a darkened mark but you didn't care.

Nothing mattered but the pressure on your neck and that pretty wet d*ck buried inside your walls. They shaped so tightly around him - molding - to be the only form that he could fit in.

Tears dribbled down your face and soaked the hairband around your throat. Saliva crept from the corners of your lips that drooled across your chin.

It began to become difficult to see but despite that your lips were pulled upwards into a massive grin, teeth grinding into each other with the most er*tic expression you could involuntarily portray on your face.

Raihan peeked his head down at an angle to observe the way you looked. And to him, it was like you were nothing more than a masochistic wh*re that had been touched starved for six months.

Absolutely filthy you were under him at that moment. It was so embarrassing but so f*cking hot.

Slowly pulling the cloth together he released some of the strain against your throat, you inhaled a profoundly deep breath before having it taken away from you when he yanked it apart to asphyxiate you once again.

"Ack~!"

Your head was thrown back, a divot deep in your spine whilst you dug your nails into the couch cushion. At that moment with your head so light and deprived of oxygen, you came with a choking wheeze.

"Hehe~! You came just from me choking the sh*t out of you!? You really are the nasty one, pretty girl!"

Your eyes rolled back into your head as white overtook your vision. The tingling in your abdomen spread all across your legs which drove the last remaining bouts of strength to give out.

The dragon tamer crotch that was already drenched in a predominantly white cream from your earlier org*sm has once again become coated in another climax.

A ring of white surrounded the base of his c*ck and dripped down his aching balls. That action was stimulating but he almost came right then and there from the squeezing of your walls around his shaft that was still sowed inside.

He sucked in a breath, his balls tensing and the need to c*m overtook every one of his senses.

With your body trembling and vision blanking out he released the hairband around your neck and threw it on the ground without a care.

Immediately you coughed and wheezed in an attempt to inhale the oxygen you were deprived of. Your body fell to the side, leaning against the couch as you reached for your tender bruised throat.

Raihan smiled at you, a sickeningly sweet grin that grew when he pulled out to step off the couch and lean over your figure.

One of his hands grasped your hair, tangling it between his fingers so he could pull your head upwards.

With no strength to defy him, you allowed yourself to be forced up even if the strain of your scalp irritated you.

His other hand reached down to his slimy wet c*ck that throbbed so painfully with a need to release. He slapped the tip across your tear-stricken face before pumping himself.

The squelching of your org*sm that coated his length echoed loudly within the living room. His soft grunts grew to audible huffs; sweat dripping down the side of his face.

You merely stuck out your tongue and like a greedy sl*t begged him in your own way to paint your face for being such a good girl.

The pace of his hands increased, edging him to his release that was right there. Raihan's grip on your hair grew firmer with the nearing of his org*sm.

"You want it, right? You want to be covered in c*m like a nasty b*tch, right?"

His teeth ground against each other while he breathed laboriously, the bluster of his muffled grunts and groans resonating even louder in the room.

The dragon tamer's leg's tingled, its muscles overstimulated. His balls ached to release the tension that built up within.

Raihan's stomach contracted, his ribs pressing against his skin as the overbearing tingling sensation in his abdomen swept through his nerves.

He cursed under his breath while you licked his leaking tip to help inch him closer.

"Nhg~!" He abruptly moaned out as it finally hit. His breath was caught in his throat while he aimed it towards your face.

His hips bucked forward with his toes curling against the floor. His back arched the slightest with a blissful expression forming on his face.

The man gave his throbbing c*ck one last heavy pump before feeling his c*m arising through the hole. His breathing was erratic as his stomach flexed and contracted at a ragged pace. His mind became blank as the euphoric feeling of his org*sm hit him.

Your tongue stuck outwards and you shut your eyes to protect it. Without a moment to waste he called out your name as his warm spurt shot out and landed on your face.

You flinched from the contact at first but quickly grew relaxed by the familiar feeling. Thick and sticky, landing all over the surface of your front.

On your cheeks, over your nose; trickling down your succulent lips. His c*m mixed with the tears that once stained your face and saliva that drooled from your mouth.

"Oh, f*ck. You spend all that time on your make-up to look pretty but you've never looked prettier than with my c*m on your face, baby girl." He murmured in a low hoarse voice.

Gingerly you opened your eyes, weary of the small trail that flowed from your forehead to observe his flushed expression.

Your tongue was still laid out so he took the opportunity to place his still throbbing head on the muscle and release that last bit of c*m he had welled up inside of him.

The dark-skinned man was in a state of ecstasy from all the pleasurable sensation and when your mouth wrapped around his tip to suck he immediately began trembling.

"That's enough, pretty girl." He warned and stepped back so his semi-hard c*ck could fall from your mouth.

You huffed in disapproval but the man merely chuckled and reached for his phone on the coffee table.

"Close your eyes and smile." Your boyfriend ordered and you already knew what he wanted. You detested your picture being taken but you couldn't help but feel slightly exhilarated by it at the moment.

So like a good girl you did as you were told, sticking out your tongue to showcase the white liquid splattered on your tongue, and heard the shutter of his phone go off.

The picture showcased everything. Your damp hair from your sweat that was still tangled within his fingers. Dried tears, bubbly drool, and his thick spurts of c*m coating your face.

He even managed to get a bit of your naked form that was covered in contusions and bites. And even a few small cuts from when he grazed his sharp fangs a little too hard on your skin.

"That's so f*cking hot, you're so f*cking hot." He praised breathlessly and set down his phone on the coffee table. "I wanna go again!"

"No!" You wheezed which prompted the giant man to only grin at you cheekily. He carefully untangled your hair from his hand only to reach down and pick you up in a bridal hold.

"Fine, later...but for now let's take a shower. We are so sweaty and we still have breakfast to finish."

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"And this is where I almost fell off a cliff being chased by a Rayquaza before I caught that damn thing." You laughed at the image that was displayed across your Tv screen. "I was looking for a Mega Rayquaza so I was pretty bummed when all I found were those ones."

"Really?" Raihan quired in a low voice while he angled his head to look down at you. His arms wrapped tighter around your shoulders as he pulled you again to his side on the couch. "Rayquaza are legendary pokemon said to have only been alive hundreds of millions of years ago. Don't you realize how extraordinary that it is?"

Nodding your head you focused your gaze on the screen to hide your quivering lip in the dark that wanted to grin proudly at his words.

"You're amazing. Absolutely, undoubtedly-" He leaned forward, his noise briefly brushing against yours until he placed a kiss on your lips. "-amazing. You make me so proud."

The blazing heat once again returned to your face, so hot you were sure you must have looked like a steaming kettle.

Your stomach swirled with something heavy and your heart skipped the beat of its regular palpations.

"Don't be lying to me, you know how I feel when you exaggerate things." You murmured while you attempted to look away but he grasped your lower jaw to keep you still.

"I'm not lying!" He rose his voice for a split second before clicking his tongue. Releasing your body the dragon tamer turned slightly so his profile faced yours and stared down into your eyes with an unwavering gaze.

"Everything you do is...is incredible. You sacrifice a lot of your time to research and study pokemon both ancient and alive. You're basically some pokemon whisperer because I have never seen or met anyone who can tame feral - legendary - pokemon. You've found things that have cured illnesses; genetic coding that restores fossils. Come on, not to mention you were the Champion of the Kanto region's Pokémon League for years when you were just a kid until you basically...handed it over."

You pursed your lips and shook your head with minuscule movements. "Well, I didn't deserve to hold it for so long."

His shoulders sagged slightly before he removed his tiger orange hairband from his forehead to rest against the couch.

"(Y/n), you deserved to hold it for as long as possible. Nobody, I mean nobody could beat you. And when you gave up your title and owned that gym, nobody made it past. Arceus, I can just remember all that time you spent grinding, growing your team to the strength they are at. You put everything into your work and-and you still do! So I'm tired of you always saying you don't deserve any of it when we both know you do."

The dark-skinned man clicked his tongue and waved a hand in the air. "I bet if you wanted to reclaim your title you could beat the current champion in a heartbeat, KO-ing every single one of their pokemon with just one of yours." His voice boomed within the living room and you could just tell he was upset.

His furrowed brows, the sharp angle of his teal eyes, the prominent scowl, he was irritated with you.

And you didn't understand why he felt such a manner. Without you battling, you only needed to place your focus on your work and him. The fame and glory didn't do anything for you anyway.

Gingerly reaching your hands up to his jaw you pulled him down to kiss his forehead to free it of its furrow before placing another on his succulent lips.

He responded back eagerly, reaching down to your hips and pulling your body against his until he pulled back swiftly much to your displeasure.

"You always kiss me to distract me but this is something we need to discuss." He stated.

You recoiled from his words and shook your head. "We have nothing to discuss. Shouldn't we just-" Your Rotom Phone's ringtone went off which quickly caught your attention.

"I need to get that." You didn't even wait for his response as you stood to your feet and ambled over to the tv stand where your phone lay resting.

Disconnecting the cords you glanced down at the number before answering it urgently. "Hello? Dr. Ingar? Is something the matter?"

"No, you make it sound like something is wrong however it's quite the contrary! I've just had a breakthrough in the bones and I believe we can trace the origins of another legendary pokemon that would rattle the medical field for years."

Your lips morphed into a massive grin as you exited the living room and entered the bedroom for more privacy.

"That's amazing! I was sure it would at least require a few months!"

The doctor hummed on the line and you could almost envision the middle-aged man nodding his head. "I did too but really all I needed was my equipment and interns and we managed to figure it out so quickly! That means hopefully we can leave on another expedition in a little less than a month and we'll be in a much more rural area for far longer than our last one."

Your smile immediately fell from your lips like an angel plunging from heaven. "S-So soon?" You stuttered your question as you silently closed the door. "I thought you said I could be home for half a year? For Christmas, New Year, and-and Raihan's birthday."

Ingar replied with a yes before clearing his throat. "Of course, I thought it would too but this is an extraordinary discovery that we must make haste as soon as possible."

You stood unmoving for a moment, your myriads of thoughts rushing through your head. You could only hear your heartbeat in your ear until a knock at the door brought you back to earth.

Jumping in your spot, you swallowed thickly and coughed. "Alright, I understand, thank you!" And ended the call as soon as possible.

The door opened and you spun on the balls of your feet to face the man who peeked in with a worried expression.

"(Y/n), are you okay?"

Nodding your head you subconsciously hid your phone behind your back. "Yeah! Yeah, my forensic anthropologist was just calling to let me know about some breakthrough he had with the bones we discovered."

"Well, that's good." He murmured before entering the room. Striding closer he immediately grasped under your thighs and heaved you in the air, your legs wrapped around his waist on instinct.

"Raihan I'm heavy!" You screeched but he merely laughed and kissed your lips. Immediately melting into his kiss, your arms wrapped around the back of his neck as you deepened it.

Your tongues intertwined with each other, tasting the breakfast from earlier. The hunger your stomach once felt before had returned and you desired to eat him up.

With lungs burning, aching for air the two of you pulled away and rested your foreheads against each other.

Your ragged breathing filled the room before it was interrupted by a slight giggle from the giant man.

"Don't kiss me so intimately. You don't even understand how pent up I've been." He grunted, his fingers digging into the flesh of your thighs.

Displaying a lopsided grin and moving your hands to grasp his jaw, you placed a tender smooch on his succulent lips.

"I know, my thighs and throat still ache from earlier." Your (e/c) optics glimmered brightly with your cheeks growing in heat. "But I've really missed you..."

Without warning your back was pressed against the firm mattress so he could lay you down comfortably and let his mouth suck deep profound ringlets on your collarbone.

He stayed away from the dark markings he caused with his hairband and decorated more of your collarbone than anything.

You hummed audibly, playing with his hair in the protective style that was silkier than any other thing you've ever felt.

"You need to stop seducing me, we've got all the time in the world now that you're back." He expressed in a breathless tone against your neck whilst his hands snaked under the t-shirt he gave you to wear.

A heavy sensation of guilt swirled within your tummy. You knew you had to inform him that plans had changed, that you would be leaving so soon for much longer.

But you didn't want to ruin the moment.

"Yeah, but even so love me like you never have before." Your fingers tugged the bottom of his shirt and he quickly discarded it as if burned to have it on any longer.

His well-formed muscles flexed from his movement, clearly due to his intense training and exercise.

He hovered back over you and caressed your warm tummy with his calloused fingers. Shivers erupted down your spine, butterflies fluttering under the skin with your heartbeat dropping to your cl*t.

"You're basically asking me to hurt you, (Y/n)." He breathed, his head cocking to the side as he examined your appearance that he was so utterly in love with.

You couldn't fight the grin that displayed across your face and threw your phone somewhere on the mattress. "Maybe I am."

Raihan hummed, shaking his head before leaning down and kissing your lips with slow intimate movements.

"You did so well earlier that right now I'm taking my time with you." His voice was quiet in the bedroom but held the intensity of bellowing it out for the world to hear.

A hand reached down to your bare thighs and squeezed, the pads of his rough fingertips digging into the plush flesh.

Your fingers played with his onyx-hued locks, lightly tugging his hair out of the rubber bands so it was loose before entangling your fingers in them.

They were long, reaching down and just barely grazing past his jaw. Even with the undercut, his hair was still so thick.

He pushed himself against you, desiring to feel your warmth and to feel your body against his.

A hand left your thigh only to creep up to your stomach and snake underneath the clothing item. He caressed your bare skin, dragging his calloused fingertips along your sensitive tummy.

The man was touched starved, deprived of any sort of contact for far too long. The sensation of touching your own skin drove him to a pang of hunger he never knew he had.

He thought he quenched such a thing earlier in the morning on the couch but he was so in love with you that he desired to be connected with you intimately again and again till he couldn't even breathe.

You were the reason he woke up in the morning and made every day productive so he could rest at night and dream of being in your arms.

Now that all those days he waited in anguish were over and you were here, he didn't understand how he even managed to keep himself sane.

Hesitantly he pulled away from your lips to reach for his t-shirt you were wearing and yanked it over your head with your help.

And with skilled hands, your bra was next to be removed so your torso was completely bare for his eyes to see again.

His gaze ignited flames beneath your skin that ached to be touched in any manner he could provide. Whether it is his big hands to caress your limbs, appreciating it like you were a goddess he desired to worship.

Or his lips, kissing every inch until nothing was left untouched. You had been gone for so long, his marking had since then vanished and he didn't like that one bit.

Perky nipples hardened under his gaze and he swallowed thickly. Ah, words couldn't explain how much he enjoyed toying with them, watching you bite your lip and feeling your hands tighten their hold on his body.

He reached towards your bruised neck, lightly kissing the mark he made with his hairband before trailing them down your body.

You shivered from the anticipation and swallowed the saliva that pooled in your mouth. Oh, how you've missed those lips on your body.

Eventually, those lingering smooches turned to him sucking, lightly nibbling, and teasing you with his fangs pressing into your skin that threatened to draw blood.

The stinging pain hurt just as much as it felt immeasurable. His name left your lips breathlessly, like a sweet hymn to bless him.

His tender intimate sucking and kissing gradually lowered to the valley of your breast. Those large hands of his left your body only to grasp your mounds.

"I-I forgot how big your hands were." You mumbled with your heartbeat becoming more prominent in your cl*t.

He grasped them firmly, pressing his fingers into the soft flesh before glancing up to grin coyly at you. You watched as his long tongue stuck out from his mouth and circled around one of your nipples.

The heat of his extremity drove your hips to angle upwards, your crotch pressing against his to feel his prominent bulge.

Closing his mouth over the aching bud, his teeth grazed against it while he massaged and molded your other breast in his hand.

Your lips parted with a breathless hum reverberating out in the room. The butterflies in your tummy returned to flutter and spread through your nerves, only fueling your s*xual desires.

Raihan hummed around it before kissing your nipple softly, almost as if he didn't want to leave it alone but had to.

No words were spoken as he removed his hands from your chest only to graze them lightly down your stomach to the hem of your shorts.

He pulled them down with a bit of your assistance so you could be fully bare, vulnerable in a way but you had never been so comfortable with someone as you had been with Raihan.

The giant grasped your inner thighs, pressing lightly into the bites he made earlier so he could open your legs to him.

Your breathing was already labored with your chest rising and falling rapidly. You watched his expression morph to one of utter delight as if he was amazed by the sight in between your legs.

No matter how many times he has seen your most intimately hidden area, he was astonished that he was even gifted the right to be there.

It was embarrassing to have him stare for so long and as if getting the hint, he grinned cheekily before removing one of his hands to pull down his sweats and boxers.

Such a long thick c*ck, heavy and hard with surging blood flow. Pretty shiny tip leaking the slightest bit of pre-c*m.

And it was all yours, any time you wanted it.

Grasping close to the head he pressed it at your entrance, prodding teasingly before resting it just the slightest bit inside.

His hands migrated to intimately hold onto your waist, his face inching down to your tummy where he placed wet kisses along it.

All the while he enters himself inside, he hears the ragged gasp of amazement and contentment leave your lips.

Even though he had already been buried deep in your body hours ago, you had to relax and grow comfortable with his girth.

He was caring, whispering sweet nothings into your ear as one hand stroked your hair in a manner to distract you.

More intimate and tender than before when he was just raw f*cking, he wanted this moment to be more endearing.

And when you finally adjusted he asked what you wanted him to do. Did you want him to move? Or just stay buried inside and allow your wet smoldering walls to c*ckwarm him?

He already knew the answer but he liked the confirmation.

Softly he heard the words he wanted and kissed your forehead in understanding. He drove his hips backward, feeling the tightness grow with every inch that he pulled out until only the tip resided.

The emptiness was undesirable but thankfully the lovely dark-skinned man rolled his muscular hips back towards you and plunged himself so deep inside.

It was the start of his mindboggling thrust, the sensual rolling within and jutting of his hips.

He didn't just pound in to reach his high, he started slow and grazed against spots that had you squirm beneath him. His pace only grew when you begged for more, pleaded for him to go harder.

He did exactly as he was told, increasing his speed but stroking inside so deeply. There was nothing the two of you wanted more than just being closer.

But there wasn't any closer the two of you could get with your legs clutching onto his hips tightly, your chest pressing against his.

You could hear his breathing become ragged close to your ear with your face resting against his toned chest.

The cool room that once rivaled a frozen tundra had now risen in temperature close to that of a sauna. Even with the lack of clothing the close proximity of your bodies was as if sitting by a fireplace.

Nothing else filled your head but the man that drove himself deep inside and skimmed against every sensitive spot in you.

He made you barely able to speak, quivering from his powerful strokes that sent jolts of delight all through your body.

Raihan was nothing but attentive as he praised you highly in your ear. Everything you made him feel, he made sure you knew it.

This time he strayed from the degrading nicknames and settled for sweet praises that informed you of good you were doing.

He worshiped you highly, even thanking you for picking him, choosing him to be the one you opened yourself up to.

The saliva in your mouth felt thick as you could barely remember to swallow it. A stupid lascivious expression covered your face, already overwhelmed by the girthy c*ck inside that brought you closer and closer to an org*sm.

Another org*sm that would definitely be followed by multiple until the both of you couldn't even move.

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His ear rested on your stomach with his arms wrapped around your back. You watched the movie on the screen in your bedroom, running your nails along his scalp as he rested on your tummy.

It was close to six pm and you still had yet to eat dinner however both of you were already exhausted, for obvious reasons.

Your eyelids felt heavy, drooping from the fatigue. Words couldn't describe how comfortable you were in that chilled room.

With the man you adored resting on your body and your legs against his bare waist, a thick comforter was over your bodies due to the a/c.

Yawning out you attempted to be silent but you could feel the man shifting. He hummed, his eyes still remaining close to shield his teal optics however he leisurely placed a kiss on your clothed stomach.

"Should we call in some take-out?" He quired with a groggy voice.

"Sure." You replied and began massaging his scalp. He groaned out in relief and wrapped his arms tighter around your body.

"I love you so much." He whispered. "I don't know what I did to get someone like you."

You bit your lip and remained silent, massaging his scalp and toying with his soft locks that he didn't tie up. Even though he spoke of ordering food not one of you moved to grasp your cellular device.

Remaining in a place that was far too comfortable to leave, you two continued to lay in silence before the dark-skinned man broke the stillness first.

"(Y/n), I have a question and you don't have to answer it if you don't want to. I just want you to hear me out. Okay?"

His words had broken through your exhaustion and immediately you could feel yourself tensing. Anxiety flooded your brain with you instinctively feeling every pumping push of your blood through your veins.

"O-Okay."

The giant let one of his hands reach under his dragon sweatshirt you were wearing and rested his open palm on your warm tummy.

"Have you...have you ever thought about having children, like together?"

Your eyes enlarged for a moment, completely unprepared for what he had just asked.

"Well, I have." He replied and inhaled a deep breath, his fingers grazing over your abdomen where your womb rested beneath. "I've thought about it, a lot... Me and you, we're family already but I'd like to grow it. I'd like for you to be home more, to watch your tummy swell with our child."

You ground your teeth together in an attempt to hold back a sob. There was an abundance of emotions swirling inside of you, all pelting you with anxiety.

"A child... a child is a commitment to each other. We'll always be connected to one another, even if something goes wrong and we break up. And what about my career? It'll stop me from traveling and it won't be safe to go out and search anymore."

Raihan's fingers came to a halt on your stomach before he abruptly pulled it away. "We're not going to. I'm never going to leave. How many times do I have to tell you that you're the love of my life and always will be?" He snapped before raising his head to look into your eyes. "And with your career, you can keep doing it. We don't need to have one now, maybe someday in the future."

You looked away but he gripped your jaw and forced your gaze to remain on his. He wasn't portraying his usual vibrant smile, rather he appeared vexed.

"You can't tell the future, Raihan." You replied which promoted his fingers to tighten on your jaw but he would never hurt you in a forceful manner. "People change and there's nothing saying we'll be together forever. We're only in the moment."

His breath became stuck in his throat.

"I may not be able to but I do know how I feel. It's never going to change, it's never going away. I know I can tell you that I love you and it's just words but I thought that my actions were proof enough." He released your body and sat up before standing to his feet.

His back faced you, his muscles flexing as he stared ahead. "You know what, forget about everything I just said. It was stupid anyway."

"Raihan-" You called but he shook his head and reached for his Rotom Phone on the dresser.

"Don't worry about it, (Y/n). It doesn't matter. I'm just gonna call some take-out, you can stay here." He stated in a much more indifferent tone of voice that drove your stomach to sink.

Before you even had a chance to reply he had left the bedroom and now that you were alone the chilliness of the room made its way to your bones.

It was cold, so cold it hurt.

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Your gaze remained on your plate while you swallowed slowly. It was silent between the two of you, the only sound echoing in the dining room was his chewing.

Gingerly glancing up at the dark-skinned man who focused on his dish, his chopsticks held tightly between his fingers.

"Raihan." You called timidly.

"Hmm." He hummed but his gaze remained on his food.

The hunger you once felt no longer resided in your stomach. With every bite, you began to detest the taste even more until eventually you couldn't even stand the morsel any longer.

Setting down your chopsticks your hands unconsciously fiddled with the promise ring on your right middle finger.

"Are you still mad at me?"

"Not at all." He replied after a second of stillness. "I was just being selfish so don't worry about it anymore. I'm sorry."

His face definitely contradicted his words. The giant usually always maintained that devilish smile on his lips that matched the mischievousness in his teal eyes.

Now he appeared insensible, with not a twitch or clue of how he was feeling.

He reached for his phone and began scrolling, something the social media-obsessed male never did when the two of you were eating.

Even the aroma of your food was beginning to make your stomach churn and throat clench.

"Raihan, it's not your fault at all. It's mine, I just..." You sighed heavily and swept your tongue over your bottom lip. "I'm not ready. I don't know if...I'll ever be ready. I know you want children, a bigger family but I don't know if I can give that to you."

You could feel your bottom lip quiver, the inner corner of your eyes stinging. "I'm...I'm happy with just you but if I can't give you what you want then-" Your words came to a stop when the man pushed himself up from his chair and ambled his way over to you.

He leaned down from his imposing height to kiss your forehead before caressing your cheek in his large warm hands.

"What I want is you. Forever and always, so let's stop talking about this." He whispered before giving your face a light pat. "I'll do the dishes, and you go take a soothing shower in the meantime."

Raihan didn't wait for a response from you and picked up the dishes to bring into the kitchen. You sat still, unwavering guilt setting in your stomach that made it hard to move.

The sound of rushing water from the sink echoed within the home, dishes clanking against each other, and silverware hitting the metal tub.

With heavy movements, you stood to your feet and trekked towards the bedroom to grab your things before entering the bathroom.

You took your time washing your body, your hair protected from the water since you already cleaned it earlier that day.

For a while, you merely sat on the floor of the tub and replayed the day over and over again in your head.

It was the first full day back home in six months and it was more emotional than you ever thought it would be.

And you still had yet to inform your boyfriend of the change in your next expedition date. That would just kill Raihan even more.

Turning off the water and drying your body with a towel you didn't even want to think about it any longer.

You only dressed in your bottom undergarments and Raihan's t-shirt. When you entered the bedroom the giant was sitting on his side of the bed, leaning over with his back to you and his shoulders slumping.

"Hey, I'm done." You stated and observed the way his refined back muscles tensed before relaxing.

"Okay, I'll shower now." He replied, maintaining his back to you as he opened his dresser and placed something inside.

You raised an eyebrow but remained silent. Raihan didn't say much after that whilst he reached for a towel and a change of clothes.

When he neared your frame he leaned down to kiss your forehead and left just as quick as you entered.

Sighing audibly you flicked off the light and fell onto the mattress. Chilled air coursed through the bedroom, goosebumps arising all over your skin which prompted you to hide under the thick comforter.

You stared at the gloaming ceiling, listening to the muffled bluster of the shower and brooding over the same thoughts.

A headache was forming, acting as if a bat was being bashed against your cranium again and again. Pulling the blanket over your head you curled into a fetal position and held your arms close to your chest.

You don't know how long you laid restless but the feeling of the bed dipping acquired your attention.

"Raihan?" You whispered but the man hushed you.

"Shhh, go to sleep. I know you're tired." He expressed quietly and reached for your body so he could hold you firmly.

Your back rested against his bare chest, one of his arms hiding under the pillow with another wrapped around your midsection.

He was warm, so warm that you could already feel sleep taking over your limbs. You yawned, snuggling closer against him as the two of you relaxed.

"I know we don't talk about your past but I just want to remind you that it's different now, (Y/n). You deserve every single thing that you have, that you've gained. And I'm not here using you just for your time or your name, giving you flattering comments to keep you by my side."

Raihan kissed your ear softly while caressing your waist over your shirt.

"I really do love you, I love you with everything I have. I'd give up my life just so you could be happy forever. So everything I do is for you, baby. Everything, so please open your heart to see it."

You know what he said was truthful and from his heart but things take time to heal, your commitment issues were far too prominent in your life to get over so quickly.

However, there was no one that would wait till the end of time as Raihan would.

"Raihan." You whispered in that silent bedroom that only rung with the hum of the a/c.

"Yes?" He quired and hugged you closer to his body.

You could hear him breathing faintly, exhausted too and ready for sweet sleep to take him into its arms. "Thank you."

"You don't even need to thank me. All I want is for you to be happy, forever and always."

...

"I love you, Raihan."

"I love you too, (Y/n)."

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Three weeks had passed in a blur, faster than you would have liked. Raihan had done everything he could to make up for the six months you've been gone.

Whether it be feeding you home-cooked meals every morning or massaging any part of your body that needed the pressure of his big firm hands.

The dragon tamer was there any moment you needed him but also provided you with space and private time so he didn't smother you too much.

However, there were times that he couldn't control himself like a beast and devoured - ravished - you like the starving animal he was.

To say you were beginning to become exhausted as if you were out in the jungle was an understatement. You had always thought your stamina was decent for having to travel for so long and carry such heavy equipment.

But Raihan had shown you how much you were really lacking.

"P-Please! No more! I-I can't - ahhh~!~"

His teal eyes glowed devilishly as they flickered up to meet your weary gaze. Tightening his hold on your plush thighs, he let his tongue glide up your slit to clean your pulsating c*nt free of his c*m.

It still oozed out of you, dripping onto the dining room table and pooling into a puddle. His mouth widened the slightest so he could press his tongue within your hole and devour what remained inside.

Your breath became caught in your throat, only a weak wheeze echoing out. It wasn't until the man pulled away could you respire again.

"Don't say such cute things." He breathed and placed a slobbering wet kiss on your abused cl*t. "We're going to miss our reservation if you tempt me more."

You swallowed thickly before throwing your head forehead, a glare evident in your glimmering (e/c) optics while you slammed your thighs against his head aggressively.

"Maybe if you controlled yourself for once we'd be able to take our time!" You snapped.

He laughed aloud, the vibrations tickling the bundle of your nerves that had your whole body shiver.

"It was also your fault for wearing that dress. You know it always gets caught between your a**-" His words came to a halt when you squeezed your legs even tighter to suffocate him.

"F*cking horn dog! You always act as if you're going to die if you don't get your d*ck wet!"

Raihan grunted before using his brute strength to pull away, gasping for air with your mixed liquids of pleasure dripping from his succulent lips.

He swept his long tongue over his mouth, staring straight into your eyes so he could observe the way your gaze wavered.

"I can't help it. You're so f*cking pretty I really can't help it if I want to just hear the woman I love moan for me." He expressed with a coarse tone that was more suggestive than anything.

Your tummy that had already been overstimulated from before had once again tingled from his words.

Clicking your tongue and turning your head away you attempted to sit up but the ache in your lower body had yet to numb over.

You sigh in defeat and rested your back on the table, allowing for Raihan to raise your left leg so he could kiss your ankle before trailing them all the way until he reached your c*nt.

He provided his favorite meal with one final kiss as a message of remembrance. That once the plans for the night had finished your dress would once again be hiked to your waist and he would be drowning deep inside of you.

"R-Raihan." You warned and he nodded his head.

"I know, I'm done for now. I'll be your personal chauffeur for the rest of the night to make up for it." His eyes were shut but that wicked grin of his divulged his perverted thoughts.

Carefully he placed down your leg and released your body before stepping back and wiping his face and semi-hard c*ck with a rag.

His black slacks hung down by his knees along with his boxers only for a moment longer until he rose them to cover himself and buckle his belt.

Your legs remained open so he could gingerly caress your c*nt to clean it of any saliva and c*m. Now clean you reached for your undergarment but the giant grasped it first.

He hung it limply in front of your face, teasing you with the sight of the drenched fabric before stuffing it into the inside pocket of his suit coat.

"You're just asking to be hit, Raihan." You threatened.

The dragon tamer merely grinned before fixing your dress and picking you up in a bridal hold.

"Alright, Doll. Let's go make it to dinner before Leon and Sonia kill us for being late."

"It was your fault, horn dog! Your vigor is that of a teenage boy!"

꧁𓊈𒆜 ━━━━━━━━━ 𒆜𓊉꧂

Your hips ached as you sat in the chair, the strain from earlier still yet to be a benumbed sensation. That stupid boyfriend of yours acted as a dense loyal dog who provided soothing rubs on your back and light massages on your thigh.

Galar's former champion Leon and Professor Sonia were not ignorant or slow-witted. They knew the both of you for years, more Raihan than you but still.

Considering the fact that you had only been home for close to a month after being completely unreachable for a half year, they were surprised you still had enough energy to even attend the friendly dinner.

You might as well be a princess with an obsessive dragon that wouldn't let you out of his sight for even a moment.

"So..."

Leon's voice obtained your attention, your irritated expression falling and displaying one of curiosity to the eggplant purple-haired male who sat across from you.

"How's it been being at home? Surviving with your needy boyfriend?" He quired.

You sighed and slapped the back of your hand over the dragon tamer's chest. "What do you think?"

The table erupted in light laughter that was drowned out by the sweet live piano music on the stage.

Once it died down your attention turned to the dinner plates that were placed at your table. Everything was made perfectly, the restaurant paid special attention to everything they provided for you all since everyone at the table was someone of importance.

The conversation continued lively as the four of you enjoyed the expensive meal and indulged in the liquor and wine.

You knew your tolerance was mildly low so the ones who drank the most were the two males. Considering that Leon was 6'0 (182 cm) and Raihan was 6'8 (203 cm), they could drink and drink without being too affected by the alcohol.

The only one who hadn't touched any of the intoxicants was Sonia who mindlessly sipped from her lemonade glass.

"Not feeling it tonight?" You asked the peach-haired female.

She glanced upwards from her plate before displaying a vibrant smile. "No, I haven't been for a while." She replied which gained Leon's attention.

He cocked his head to the side before inclining toward yours and Raihan's direction. "Are you sure?" The professor pressed which prompted the former champion to nod his head.

"We have something to tell you that we haven't told anyone else yet." Sonia started which immediately gained all of your attention.

The two grasped a hand together over the table and gave each other a reassuring look before turning to face you and Raihan.

"We're pregnant."

Your (e/c) eyes widened, shocked for a moment before you displayed a lively smile. "Congratulations you two!" You announced and raised your wine glass.

Sonia and Leon smiled back just as brightly, their face flushed with a ruddiness that blossomed like roses.

"I'm so happy for you guys," Raihan stated while bringing the mug to his lips. You turned to face him and observed his expression.

He appeared happy, his lips portraying a proud smile and his cheekbones raised. However, there was this glint in those pretty teal eyes that disappeared as fast as it appeared.

Feeling your eyes on his he turned to face and leaned down so he could kiss your cheek. One of his large hands reached over to grasp your thigh through the skirt and squeeze.

"It's okay, I'm okay. Remember we already talked about it. I just want you." He whispered so the two across from you couldn't hear.

Even though he said those words you still couldn't help but feel guilty. Raihan's greatest rival and closest friends were living his dream - growing their family.

And what was stopping him from it was you.

God(s), your head hurt. Tightening your hold on the wine glass you brought it back to your lips to drown in its heavy intoxication.

꧁𓊈𒆜 ━━━━━━━━━ 𒆜𓊉꧂

Inhaling a breath of chilly air, you walked along the shore while holding on to Raihan's hand tightly. He held on firmly and remained silent, enjoying the peaceful sereness of the ocean.

No words were exchanged as the two of you trekked across the beach in silence save for the crashing waves that sang their own song of the night.

The wind rushed against your frame, caressing your skin to arise visible goosebumps.

"Cold?" Raihan observed.

"A little." You replied which prompted the giant to shimmy out of his suit jacket and place it over your shoulders.

It was warm and smelt of him. You couldn't describe the fragrance, just that it smelt...masculine. For some odd reason, it was refreshing but also comforting.

Maybe you should just steal his cologne.

Raihan suddenly ceased his slow strides so he came to a halt. His body turned to face you, one of his hands reaching to your face to caress your warm cheek.

"You look so pretty under the moonlight." He praised.

The heat rushed across your body, stunning you for a moment until you clicked your tongue and turned your gaze away from his.

"Shut up before you try and f*ck me on the beach." You stated harshly, but the giant simply hummed and stepped closer to you.

He wrapped his arms around your body, hands reaching to your bottom so he could grasp your cheeks tightly. "Beach s*x sounds rather appealing right now. Seeing your amazingly breathtaking body glimmering with sweat under the shining moon."

"Stop!" You hissed and pressed your hands against his face. "Your d*ck better not be getting hard already!"

"Too late!" He mused, his smile displaying his sharp fangs. Ah, those fangs that he would drag across your skin, threatening to draw blood until it did.

The way it always stimulated your skin aroused you greatly and just remembering how he would graze it across your cl*t had it thump for a moment or two with your heartbeat.

You sulked, mentally preparing yourself for the ache, the strain in your limbs from his muscular body. But you would be lying if you said you weren't interested in s*x on the beach.

The dragon tamer laughed aloud at your face and shook his head. "We can save that for next time, pretty girl. For now, let's just enjoy this." He stated and released your body so he could step back.

He reached for his Rotom Phone in his back pocket and turned it on. "Can you face the moon, I want to take a picture to post."

You narrowed your (e/c) eyes. "You know I hate my picture being taken."

"I know, which is why I told you to face the other way."

Puckering your lips from his words, you huffed but diligently turned around and faced the rising shore and shining moon.

You could see the outline of his flash on the water and hear the shutter of his phone. Waiting a moment, you remained still before circling around.

However, you didn't expect to find Raihan on one knee. A velvet black box opened to reveal a diamond ring that must have been worth thousands of dollars.

"(Y/n)-" He started, and you could feel your throat tightening.

"When I first met you I remember I couldn't even breathe. You took my breath away with that dazzling smile and when you looked at me - even though it was only for a moment - I felt as if I was given a new meaning."

The inner corners of your eyes stung, blurring over and distorting his kneeling figure.

"You had such thick walls built around you that I couldn't even get close. I can't even count the number of times you hit me for trying to flirt with you or the number of times you rejected me." He appeared to be reminiscing in the memory before returning his gaze to yours. "You didn't let that mask down for anyone at all until one day you were the one seeking me out to train. I wanted to show off but you literally annihilated me without even breaking a sweat!"

He let out a loud boisterous laughter that echoed out and sang with the wind.

"I fell in love with you right then and there. I knew it wouldn't be easy but I was willing to try no matter how hard it was to get you to see that. All I wanted to do was make you happy and stay by your side."

Raihan reached for your left hand and held it tightly, squeezing it and you could feel him trembling with nervousness.

"I am in love with you, only you and forever it will only be you. Nobody else is ever going to fill my heart. I ask you to marry me because I only want to ever be with you. I like calling you my girlfriend but I would like it even more if I could call you my wife."

"(Y/n)." He called and you watched him swallow thickly. "I ask that you accept this ring. I ask that you take my last name. I ask that you accept me into your heart because this is not just a fleeting romance. This is love that'll last for years to come."

"You have me, until every last star in the galaxy dies. So will you marry me?"

The palpations of your heart were irregular, beating far too fast to be sufficient. Blood rushed through your entire body and you could feel each individual pulse of it through your veins.

You loved him. You loved him with all of your heart, with everything you could offer. Nobody had ever broken down your walls. Nobody was as patient as he had been.

"Raihan..."

He made you feel as if you were the prettiest woman in the world. That he only had eyes for you and only you.

"I-"

His lips kissed you so desperately and so eagerly. Like you were the air he so urgently needed to breathe. Like you were the only thing that could keep him alive.

"-I'm going to say-"

You really do love him. Everything about him made you happy. You loved coming home to him, you loved waking up to his face in the morning. You loved hearing his stupidly sweet compliments and flattery.

Move your lips and accept his proposal. You know you want him forever, you know he's the only man for you.

So say yes

Tell him yes

Answer with a yes

Whisper it

Yell it

Sing it

You know you want to. You can feel the word stuck in your throat, clawing its way to get out. It's begging, pleading, praying to ring out and join the two of you forever.

YES - YES - YES

'I LOVE YOU RAIHAN! I LOVE YOU WITH EVERY FIBER IN MY BODY! I CAN'T BREATHE WITHOUT YOU! I CAN'T LIVE WITHOUT YOU. I WANT TO BE WITH YOU FOREVER!'

"No..."

You choked back a sob and ripped your hand out of his grasp. The tears fell from your eyes and cascaded down your burning face.

There had to have been string tightening around your heart, squeezing it with a desire to make it burst. Someone must have been pressing down on your lungs with the intent to deprive you of any air.

It hurt.

It hurt like nothing you have ever experienced and no words could describe it. Not even the best poet could recite the lines of tragedy that struck you that night.

"I'm sorry. I can't marry you." It burned to even say those blasted words. "I love you, Raihan. But I'm not ready for the commitment. A-And just like children...I don't know if I ever will."

Your nose stung from your overwhelming emotions. There was barely even any strength left in your limbs to stand on that beach.

The absolutely devasted expression on his face had drained you even more. You were not the only one crying, you weren't the only one suffering in despair.

His own glimmering teal eyes that glowed like their own light source were dull, blurry with tears that rushed down his brown skin.

"(Y-(Y/n)-" He could barely even say your name, it was so strained and weak that the crashing waves on the shore numbed it out.

You swallowed down a painful cry and shuffled off his jacket so you could hold it in your hands. "You d-deserve someone who is not afraid to give you everything you want. I-I am the one that is terrified, scared that this love won't last forever. That you'll leave me one day because I wasn't enough."

Make-up must have been smudging across your face but you didn't care. Gingerly placing his coat over his shoulders you could feel him flinch and suck in a heavy breath.

"I don't deserve you, Raihan." His head shot up to face yours. "I kept it a secret but plans changed. I'm to leave in a day for my next expedition. I won't be home for at least a little over a year."

"What?" It was so broken, strained as it left his lips.

You felt as if you were going to throw up. Your stomach churned painfully and your throat clenched.

"I-It's a secluded island, no contact to the outside world. It's a dangerous place but...but I need to go."

Removing the promise ring he gave you on your first anniversary, you placed it in the ring case and closed it with a click.

"This is why you deserve better than me."

Raihan remained still with the same bewildered expression on his face. He would have looked stunned if it were not for his quivering bottom lip.

Sniffling you bit your lip and snapped your eyes shut. Your body wanted to curl into a fetal position and just die.

It hurt so bad but you knew it was coming. Your career meant everything to you, the benefits it would do for the world would be extraordinary.

But sacrifices must be made.

"I... I need to pack."

Raihan finally moved from his statue-like form and blinked heavily. He cleared his throat before inhaling deeply and nodding his head.

"I'm staying here." He could only whisper before leaning back so he was sitting on his bottom in the sand.

His head remained down, his silky onyx hair shielding his face like a curtain. You may not have been able to see his face but you just knew he was devastated.

And it was your fault. Everything was and always will be your fault...

꧁𓊈𒆜 ━━━━━━━━━ 𒆜𓊉꧂

"Are you ready?"

Voices, people bustled past your frame as you stood by the check-in line. Their words were muffled and incoherent as you mindlessly turned to face Sonia.

Your grip on your duffle bag grew tighter before you nodded your head. Galar's former champion and the professor sighed.

You felt heavy, even senseless in the airport. Those clothes you wore did nothing to protect you from the goosebumps that started to arise all over your skin.

Sleep had not come to you last night and neither did Raihan. He remained out, possibly staying at that beach while you waited for him at his home.

It was selfish of you but you wanted to see him one last time in person. You had been with him for years but only spent a quarter of it with him since you were always on an excursion.

He didn't deserve that, he deserved better. Someone that could give him all their time.

"Be safe," Leon announced to regain your attention.

You nodded your head and inhaled a profound breath. "I'll try."

Sonia shook her head before reaching out to you and holding you in a tight hold against her body.

"It sucks that you're going to miss our baby's birth but I'll be sending you pictures of my tummy even though I know you won't be able to see it for a while." She murmured into your ear before pulling away, her hands still grasping your shoulders. "But once your time finishes I expect an immediate call to catch up."

Her words managed to bring a smile to your lips as you slowly nodded your head. She gave your shoulders a tight squeeze before releasing her hold and stepping back.

Leon stepped forward next and plopped his hand on your head, patting it roughly which prompted you to roll your eyes.

Half-heartedly you grasped his hand and removed it from your head so the two of you could perform an old handshake.

"Stay safe, shortie." He mused before stepping back to rest a hand on Sonia's back.

"No promises." You replied.

A prominently loud voice articulated through the loudspeakers, calling to everyone with the same plane number as you to start boarding.

Giving your friends one last look, you waved a hand goodbye, and just as you were about to take a step forward something in your gut stopped you.

You froze in your spot to glance at your friends but instead, a lean body collided with you and pulled you close to them.

Raihan's cologne infiltrated your nose and the simple fragrance was enough to quell the ache in your stomach.

His towering form held you tightly to his body before his hands reached down to your thighs and heave you upwards.

Your hands flew behind his neck to hold on and not a second was wasted as your lips sought each other out like magnets.

For once you didn't care what others were thinking or judging as you kissed the man you loved desperately.

You wanted to remember how he tasted on your tongue, how he smelled so f*cken manly and fresh. How his silky hair never once knotted when you ran your hands through, how the warmth of his body ignited flames beneath your skin.

His tongue intertwined with yours, so forceful before he dragged those fangs you loved so much over your bottom lip.

A shiver ran down your spine, the goosebumps returning.

Throwing your head back you gasped a breath in and brought your wrist to your lips, swiping off the saliva that began to trickle down your chin.

"I-I thought you weren't coming." You breathed.

The dragon tamer set you down carefully on your feet and shook his head. "I wouldn't dare let you leave without giving me one last kiss."

Your heart swelled from his words. That weight that situated itself on your stomach had lightened the slightest.

"(Y/n)-" You perked up from hearing your name and watched as the giant man reached for your dominant hand to place something cool within your palm.

Glancing down and extending your hand you saw that it was your engagement ring and promise ring attached to a golden necklace.

"Raihan what is-" He stopped you from speaking by merely shaking his head.

"These are yours, they belong to you." The dragon tamer stated and pointed a hand to them. "Wear it around your neck and keep it close to you."

He leaned down so he could grasp your hand and hold them close together. "I'll wait for you, for as long as you need. Take your time."

His voice was strained as if he was holding in a cry.

"But the final decision is yours. When you come home, either keep it around your neck and I'll know that it really is over. Or wear it on your finger to let me know that we're still trying."

Those wonderfully teal eyes of his shined so brightly like the stars before glossing over with tears. "Can you do that for me?" He asked softly, voice cracking.

You stared at your clasped hands before nodding your head weakly. "I will."

Despite his sorrow, he nevertheless presented you with one of his lively smiles that you were going to miss so much.

"I love you, Raihan. I've never been so sure that I love someone like I love you."

He leaned down from his imposing height and placed a lingering kiss on your forehead.

"I will never give up on you. I will always love you, regardless of your choice."

The intercom came on one more time, calling out your name to say the plane would be taking off soon.

You glanced down the hall before turning to face the giant one more time.

"Forever and always?" He asked and raised one of his pinkies.

The best you could muster was a pathetic smile as you rose your pinky to curl around his. "Forever and always."

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Happy or Sad, you can choose if they'll be together.

But personally, I think they love each too much to stay away.

꧁𓊈𒆜 ━━━━━━━━━ 𒆜𓊉꧂

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