A rematch!

Throughout the night, you get very little sleep. You incessantly rub your thighs together, trying to ignore the heat between them and failing miserably. A classy and refined girl like yourself shouldn’t have to resort to masturbating just to make it through the night, and yet, you do. A couple times. But as soon as you think about Erika, the heat returns, dashing any chances of rest.

Fuck… Erika…

Alright, you’ll start the day by going straight back to Erika’s gym! F-For a rematch, obviously. No other reason. Nurse Joy seems shocked to see you around, apparently having believed that you were permanently defeated by the Celadon Gym Leader. Pfft. Like you would let something so absurd happen. You’re going to be a Pokemon Master! You’re like a hero! Heroes don’t end up getting captured like all the unimportant, small fry characters. Well… okay you DID do exactly that. But you were off your game, that’s all. Apparently you hadn’t been tending to your body’s needs correctly, so you had sex on the mind and couldn’t focus at all. But, after all the masturbating you did last night, you shouldn’t have any pent up arousal at all, so you can’t lose! Your chest feels a little heavy, though… Maybe after you win, you’ll ask Erika to milk you as your reward.

You don’t navigate your way to the gym as much as you’re drawn to it. As expected! Your competitive instinct draws you to battle. You step inside, get decontaminated, and start leaking girlcum as soon as the door opens. A lovely pink veil falls across the world as familiar scents reach your nose. Ahhh, that’s better. Now you just have to find Erika! …And ask her for a rematch!

It takes an agonizing minute of searching before you find her leaning up against a hedge wall from which someone’s butt is sticking out. Erika sleeping… She’s such an image of stunning perfection. You’re so lucky. To have a chance to battle her.

“Heyyy, Erikaaa. Wake up! I’m back!” you whisper enthusiastically.

It takes a few seconds for her to come to, but she’s elated as soon as she recognizes you.

“Oh, Emilia?” She rubs her eyes in disbelief. “You’ve returned! What wonderful news!” She wraps you in a hug that places your face squarely against her boobs. This lady always smells… so lovely… You melt into her arms, content to stay here for eternity. Except… there’s a desire growing within you. It eventually gets the better of you and causes you to press your hips against Erika, at which point she breaks the hug.

“Awwww, look at you, already leaking down your thighs. Let’s get you cumming right away, poor thing.”

Is that why you’re here, though?

“Wait, uh… Rematch!” you blurt out.

“Rematch? But Emilia…” The groggy woman lets out a reserved giggle which progressively builds into full-blown laughter. “Emilia, you have quite a funny side to you sometimes. You have no pokemon with you. Or clothes, for that matter.” She giggles again. “Am I really supposed to believe that you came here for any other reason than to be sheltered from the outside world, and feel my touch once again?”

“Huh?” you ask, dumbfounded. You were so sure that you were supposed to have a rematch, but she’s right. You can’t battle without pokemon. And did you walk the whole way here naked…? You try turning the gears of your mind further, but they’re stuck. And they’re only getting stucker with every inch Erika’s face moves closer to yours.

“Just tell me what you want, sweetie, and I’ll grant it to the best of my abilities. So what do you say? Is it a rematch you’re after? Or do you want me to touch you?”

……….

“Please, touch me…”