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Well, my ovaries say it's time to be a hoe again, so Imma write some filth. Plan on working on it tonight and should hopefully have it up in a few days. I have to work on it at night after dinner because I can't look my fam in the eyes right after working on this stuff, lol. It's gonna be a MxFxM threesome between Piers, Dahlia (my OC), and Raihan. Total debauchery.

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I'm in the mood to write, but not sure what. Anybody got some requests?

[morepokemonimagines]

Finally Ready Re-write

So, one of my most popular and personal favorite (because Piers makes me hormny) is “Finally Ready”, but I felt like I could have done it better. So, I decided to rewrite it, and I think this one is much better. This is a lemon between the sexy Zigzagoon man and an oc for a story that I am trying to make myself write but haven’t because constructing a full narrative is tricky and I get stuck on details. Since it’s that time of the month and my ovaries are being total hoes, I was able to get this done though :) No, oc is not a self insert for the most part (okay, maybe kinda, but ya girl is Ageosexual, and I need this); personality and backstory, ect are made from scratch; though some personal experiences have been used as well as details from real events that I’ve heard about.

I tweaked the ages a bit to fit the narrative of the story I’m trying to write. At the time of meeting, Dahlia was just a few months shy of 18 while Piers was around 21. They didn’t start dating for a few months after, so she was fully 18 at the time and had just turned 19 around the time this takes place, so ages are all on the up and up. Also, in this, kids are eligible for the Gym Challenge at 13, so that’s how old Marnie and company are. Also, both Victor and Gloria are in the story and they are twin siblings, though that's not super important for this pieve.

TW: mentions of past child abuse, mentions of past sexual abuse (not penetrative), mentions of past alcoholism, CPS sucks at their job, mentions of near-fatal injury, hints of PTSD, NSFW, MxF intercourse, mentions of masturbation, oral sex (female receiving), loss of virginity (in the physical sense). Let me know if I need to add others.

Check bottom of story for notes about certain things in this piece before commenting. I was lucky enough to have no nasty comments on the old version of this, but there are more hints here for certain things.

Also, the art isn't mine. I found it on google a while ago, and for the life of me I can't find the source. I'll remove it if the original artist asks, but I wanted to add it because, well, just LOOK AT IT!

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Piers would be lying if he said it wasn’t driving him crazy; this waiting. He knew what he was in for when he asked Dahlia to be his girlfriend, but that didn’t mean it was an easy thing to do. Hell, the tension was there even before he asked her out officially, and it had only built over the ten months they had been boyfriend and girlfriend. He had to keep telling himself that even though it was driving him crazy, it needed to be done.

The two of them started off as friends after being introduced to one another by Piers’ younger sister, who had befriended Dahlia on her Gym Challenge journey. Honestly, the Unovan girl had piqued his interest from the get-go, and he could tell from the look that his sister gave him when she noticed his interest that she had planned this. Little devil decided to play Cupid, and she wasn’t half bad at it. Things escalated from there after Dahlia saved Marnie from an out of control Perrserker that had spontaneously Dynamaxed just outside of Hammerlocke, receiving grievous injuries that had very nearly cost her life. She was in rough shape, even after she was released from the hospital, and had to drop out of the Gym Challenge because she was still recovering and couldn’t strain herself; she was allowed to pick up where she left off this year and had just recently taken the title of Champion from Victor. Piers insisted that Dahlia stay with him and Marnie in the spare room they had at their flat while she was recovering since she was still too injured to be taking care of herself and it was the least he could do after she risked her life to save his precious baby sister.

Dahlia would have trouble sleeping most nights due to the pain of her injuries and Piers was an insomniac a lot of the time, so they had many late night conversations. It started out with little things like music and pokemon, but eventually started becoming deep conversations about their lives and whatnot. They’d both been through a lot in their relatively short lives. He and Marnie had been orphaned when he was about ten years old and Marnie was two; their dad in prison and wouldn’t be allowed near them even if he wasn’t, and their mom had fallen ill and passed. She had both of her parents growing up, but they were neglectful to her and her younger brother at best and abusive at worst. Both had to take over the duties of caring for their younger siblings when they were just children themselves. He and Marnie spent some time in the care of their local government until he was old enough to take on the Gym Challenge. He saw it as a way to make some money and possibly get the attention of the Spikemuth Gym Leader so he could get a position as a Trainer in the Gym, thus allowing him to get both himself and his sister out of the state-run system they had been forced into (We’re going off Pokemon World logic, folks; kids can wander around the wilderness full of dangerous creatures, so this isn’t that much of a stretch). He caught Morpeko to cheer Marnie up about the fact that he was leaving for a while and to keep her company while he was away. She had to take care of her baby brother because if she didn’t, no one would. She and her brother had eventually been taken away from their shitty parents by the state and bounced around from place to place. Eventually, her brother got adopted, but the family could only take him. She was promised that she would be able to have regular visits with her brother, but over time those visits became less and less frequent due to her own emerging behavioral issues, such as teenage alcohol abuse, and her being shuffled around to so many different places until she just stopped being able to see her brother. Piers became a Trainer at the Spikemuth Gym right after his Gym Challenge and eventually took over as the Gym Leader when he was just fifteen years old. Dahlia was sent to different Troubled Youth facilities over the years until she got sick of the abuse she had been receiving and ran away with her trusty Zorua that she had caught. She managed to steal some money over the years and used it to buy a ticket to the furthest place she could afford to start afresh, Galar. By this point she had accepted that she had gone off the rails and her brother would be better off without her in his life for the time being. Since sixteen was the age that minors were allowed to leave on their Pokemon journey in Unova and Dahlia was seventeen, nobody bothered looking very hard for her after she went missing.

Due to her traumatic past, she was very nervous and shy, and this triggered Piers’ natural protective instincts, drawing him to her even more. She got him better than anyone else had before, and she was pretty cute looking in his humble opinion. He gave her the warmth she had been missing in her life and understood her pain in a way no one had even bothered to try before; not to mention she found him very attractive. He asked her to be his girlfriend as her recovery drew to an end, not wanting her to leave, but she was hesitant. She hadn’t really made many friends before Marnie, much less been in a romantic relationship; she was pretty socially stunted and wasn’t sure how to go about something like this. She also knew that romantic relationships usually meant having sex with the person you are in the relationship with, and she was worried that her previous trauma caused by some of the staff or other residents at some of the facilities she had been sent to would make it too hard for her to handle. He assured her that he was in no rush and didn’t mind waiting for her to be comfortable with things; they could take things as slowly as she needed because he really cared for her.

That’s how he found himself where he is today, ten months later, sexually frustrated but holding fast to his promise. He had been taking care of the issue himself up until this point because he outright refused to seek relief in another while in this relationship; he wasn’t that kind of guy in the first place, but he REALLY wasn’t that kind of guy with Dahlia. She had so many reasons not to trust anybody and he didn’t want to add to that. That being said, he did really want to take things to the next level with Dahlia. They had gotten to the point that they could snuggle on a daily basis, she was sleeping in his bed now, and they can have pretty steamy make-out sessions without her getting super uncomfortable, but he wasn’t sure if he should even bring up anything further yet. How would he even go about it? He didn’t want to make her feel pressured or uncomfortable; he wanted to make her feel good, wanted to introduce her to a level of intimacy that he knew she would enjoy and benefit from, wanted to show her how much he loved her, and he really wanted some sexual contact that wasn’t his own hand after all this time. The fact that she had a habit of being so fucking cute and sexy without even knowing it didn’t help either, but he didn’t want to risk freaking her out, so he kept it to himself and soldiered on until he could figure out what to do.

Tonight, they were having a movie night, just the two of them. Marnie was staying over at Gloria’s for the weekend, so they had the flat all to themselves. They were snuggled up on the couch with him behind her, holding her close and burying his nose in her jet-black hair. She always had such nice smelling hair… He didn’t really care all that much about the movie; he’d had his eyes closed for the past twenty minutes to be honest. He was too busy breathing in the calming scent of her shampoo and indulging in her warmth as she would occasionally giggle or make some comment on whatever was happening on the screen. He loved this. It felt so nice to have her so close, to hold her soft body in his arms.

Of course, Piers' mind didn’t stay as wholesome as he would have liked and it wasn’t long before he felt his pants getting a bit… tight. His eyes snapped open as he realized what was happening and a light blush dusted his cheeks. He tried to move his hips away from her, but the couch didn’t really give him much room to work with. He was about to make some excuse to run to the bathroom so he could rub one out and get it out of his system when she readjusted herself in his grasp and ended up pressing her ass right into his raging hard-on. He clamped his mouth shut, but it wasn’t enough to keep from letting out a little grunt at the friction. He slapped a hand over his mouth, but it was already too late; she had heard that. He could tell because she had tensed up.

“Shit!” He thought, mortified at his slip of control.

He heard her swallow the lump that had formed in her throat and noticed her breathing pick up a bit. He was about to apologize and try to calm her down, but she pressed her ass into him a little more as if to confirm her suspicion for herself. He clenched his jaw and fought back the groan that was trying to escape his throat when she did that.

“Stop! Stop! You’re gonna be the death of me, woman!” He screamed in his head.

“P-Piers?” She stammered as she turned her head so her violet eyes stared into his cyan ones, her cheeks dusted red.

He sighed in defeat; there was no pretending it didn’t happen. “Yeah, I know. Sorry, Love. I was just thinkin’ about ya, and… well…”

“It… It’s nothing to apologize for…” She said softly as she broke eye contact. “I should be the one apologizing… I know it must be hard for you… Moving so slow with me, that is…”

“’S fine, Love, really.” He said, taking her chin in hand and making her look him in the eyes again. “All that matters is makin’ sure yer comfortable. There’s no need ta rush nothin’. I’ll be fine.”

Dahlia looked away again and chewed her bottom lip like she always does when she’s nervous. Piers was about to try and say something to try and put her at ease, but then she did something that shocked him. She turned herself around completely to face him and pressed her body to his. Before he had a chance to fully process this, she had pressed her lips to his and wove her fingers into his hair, which he had left down today. It was rare for her to initiate a kiss, and she had never initiated a make-out session before. He groaned as his eyes slipped shut and his arms snaked around her again to pull her closer. She licked his bottom lip to ask for entrance, which he readily gave; this level of boldness was wholly out of character for her, but damn it was hot as Hell. She dove right in with little hesitation; it was clear she was still new to this, but she had improved significantly since they first started dating. Piers, not wanting to let her have all the fun, started wrestling her tongue with his own in an attempt to steal dominance away from her, but the way she was kneading his scalp was really making it hard to concentrate.

When the need for oxygen became more than they could bear, they broke apart with gasping breaths, still remaining tantalizingly close. A string of saliva still connected their mouths momentarily as they stared at each other and tried to catch their breath.

“Where… Where did that come from?” He asked breathlessly.

“I… I think I’m ready…” She said as her blush deepened.

“You think?” He questioned. “Lia, I don’t want pushin’ yerself fer my sake! It really is fine! I can go take care a’ this real quick an’ we can just forget about it!”

The young woman shook her head and gave him a peck on the lips. “It’s okay... I-I want to…”

“Then how come yer shakin’ like a leaf?” He countered, feeling her body tremble.

“I’m just nervous is all! Honest!” She assured. “W-well, maybe a bit scared too, but it’s gotta happen sometime, right?”

“It doesn’t gotta be right now though.” He said, removing her hands from his hair and holding them to his chest. “I want ya ta like this. I want ya ta be comfortable. Let’s talk about this, ‘kay? What’re ya scared a'?”

The girl gulped and looked away again. “W-well… Nobody’s seen me fully naked before… It’s kinda embarrassing… A-and, what if I’m not very attractive naked?”

The older man gave her a soft smile and gently kissed her knuckles. “Yer seriously worried about that? Lia, Love, I don’t want ya for yer looks, I want ya for who ya are! ‘Sides, I betcha look absolutely stunnin’! Already do in my opinion.”

Dahlia smiled and looked back up at him. “Thanks. I know it’s silly, but I can’t help being nervous about it.”

“‘Salright, Darlin’. Is there anythin’ else yer scared a'?” He asked.

“W-well, you already know what happened… Back then…” She said, her voice getting a bit shaky. “I’m worried I’ll have a flashback and freak out…”

“If anythin’, an’ I mean anythin’, makes ya uncomfortable, I’ll stop an’ help ya.” He said sternly. “You say the word an’ it’s done; no need ta feel bad er nothin’.”

“I know. I trust you.” She said, relaxing a bit.

Piers nodded in understanding. “Right, anythin’ else?”

She started chewing her bottom lip again, still nervous though not as much as before. “I’ve never actually done ‘it’, as you know. I… I heard it hurts the first time around. If it’s true, I want you to be the one to do it, but I’m still a bit scared…”

“That’s a buncha Trubbish, Love!” Piers assured. “Damn geezers spreadin’ lies ta scare the youngins inta stayin’ in line. It don’t have ta hurt much at all, s’long as the bloke yer with knows what he’s doin’.”

Dahlia nuzzled her cheek into the back of his hand. “ I trust you, Piers. Please? I really do think I’m ready for this.”

“If yer sure, we’ll give it a shot.” He said with a loving smile. “But, ya gotta promise ta tell me if ya want me ta stop. No pushin’ yerself past what yer comfortable with, got it?”

Dahlia nodded. “I promise, Love.”

“Alright then.” He nodded. “Let’s get ta the room. It’ll be more comfortable than this ol’ couch.”

“Okay” The girl said as she got up from the sofa.

Piers got up after her and took her by the hand to lead her to their shared bedroom. He locked the door once they were both inside out of habit, but then realized what he did and unlocked it again. Marie wasn’t going to be home until tomorrow some time, so it was safe to leave it unlocked, and he didn’t want Lia to feel trapped. He let go of her hand and briefly contemplated turning on the main light for the room. It would allow him to see her better, and he really wanted that, but he didn’t want her to be uncomfortable. He decided to turn on his bedside lamp instead before turning to his blushing girlfriend.

“Alright, first things first, the jumper’s gotta go.” He said, grabbing the bottom hem of her hoodie, but not lifting it until she raised her arms for him to do so.

“Good girl.” He practically purred as he tossed the article of clothing to the side and looked his girlfriend up and down.

It was rare for anyone, even him, to see her without her hoodie on; it was something like a security blanket for her and she felt vulnerable without it. She even made enough of a fuss about it that Leon, driven by his overwhelming kindness and desire to make sure everyone had a "champion time", convinced the League to allow it so long as it had the Gym Challenge logo on it like the normal uniform does. She even has a “sleep hoodie” for Arceus sake! He’s gotten to see it more frequently at home as she’s gotten more comfortable, but it still did a lot for him even though all she had under it was a pair of skinny jeans and a band t-shirt of some kind; not exactly something you’d call “sexy”.

“Now, get yerself situated on the bed.” He instructed as he started removing the tank top he had been wearing. “Middle’s best so we’ll have plenny a’ room.”

Something about the way he instructed her… It did something to her she didn’t quite understand, but she loved it. With a quick nod, she climbed onto the bed and got herself settled into the pillows. When she looked back over to Piers, her mouth went dry. He had already removed his tank top and he had this smirk on his face and this look in his eyes that made her body turn to mush; the fact that the dim lighting exaggerated the dips between his ab muscles to make them more pronounced didn’t help matters at all. For as skinny as he was, he was also lean with a fair amount of muscle definition. He didn’t have as many tattoos as one would expect when she says that her boyfriend is a rock star, but Dahlia doesn’t care either way. The ones that he does have are in plain black ink on his pale skin; his old Gym Challenge number on his upper-right arm, and Marnie’s name and birthdate on the left side of his ribcage. He looked beyond sexy to her, especially right now. Sure, she had seen him shirtless before, but this was a totally different context than just lounging around the house on an abnormally hot day, and she was looking at him with a hunger she’d never felt before.

“Like what ya see?” Piers asked with a chuckle.

Dahlia realized she was shamelessly staring at him and quickly looked away with a pout as her blush spread down her neck and the tips of her ears turned red. “Sh-shut up!”

Piers laughed and climbed over her on the bed, nestling his body between her legs and kissing her forehead. She was so cute. “Don’t be like that, Love, I’m glad ya do.” He then grabbed her gently by the chin to make her look at him. “Yer still sure about this, yeah?

“Yeah.” She confirmed shyly as he gently turned her head to face him.

“Well then,” He said as he started to lean in, “where were we?”

The kiss turned hungry and desperate almost immediately, Piers’ tongue sliding into her mouth the second Dahlia allowed an opening. He’d been wanting this for so long that he was practically starving for it. As his tongue ravaged her mouth, one of his hands tangled into her long hair while the other kneaded the flesh of her hip that was peeking out from under her shirt. She moaned into the kiss and tangled both of her hands into his hair, tugging at his locks as her grip tightened. Piers groaned and ground his clothed erection against her core when she did this. They hadn’t even talked about the things he likes in bed, but it seemed like she knew he was into having his hair pulled, or maybe it was just an accident on her part. Either way, he was loving it!

Eventually, Piers pulled away, but he started peppering kisses along her jaw and down her neck before she had a chance to complain. He tugged at her hair slightly to indicate that he wanted her to turn her head that way, and she complied with a breathy gasp. Maybe she liked having her hair pulled too? He’d have to make note of that, but for right now he was more focused on the flesh of her neck that he now had access to. At first, it was just kisses and licks, but those quickly evolved into nips and then to hickies. He knew he probably should have asked before marking her up like that, but after all this time, he would allow himself this one selfish act; he needed to see his mark on her. Everyone assumes Raihan is the "feral" lover of all the adult Gym leaders according to magazine articles and online forums, and they aren't wrong, Piers would know from their occasional hook-ups, but little did they know that Piers had just as much of a feral side and almost always left marks. Dahlia didn’t seem to mind though, if the way she moaned and craned her neck to grant him even better access to her flesh was anything to go off of. As he sucked and nipped the flesh of her neck, he let his hands wander underneath her shirt, just running his hands along the smooth skin of her stomach. The feeling was strange and it made Dahlia squirm a bit because it tickled, but she decided that she liked it and had no intention of stopping him from doing it.

“Is it alright if I take this off now?” He mumbled into her neck as he tugged on the bottom of her shirt.

Dahlia nodded and they both sat up so he could more easily remove the garment, and she slipped her arms out of it as he lifted it over her head and tossed it somewhere in the room. He pecked her lips and asked if he could touch her, to which she replied with a shy “yes”. She leaned back with her arms behind her to support her as he gently kissed her and started massaging and squeezing her breasts over her lace trimmed bra, her eyes slipping shut as she let out little mewls and gasps at the sensation. Piers then slipped his hands under the lacey fabric, which made the girl’s sounds increase in volume ever so slightly as he continued to test the waters with skin to skin contact. When he didn’t receive any indication from Dahlia that he had crossed the line, he started to roll and slightly pinch her rapidly hardening nipples while pressing into the soft mounds of flesh. He’s been with both men and women before, and he very much enjoyed both, but breasts were the one thing that made him have a preference. They were so soft, and she was so sensitive to his touch that he couldn’t help but get excited. Big breasts, little breasts, it didn’t matter to him so long as he got to touch them, but hers seemed to fit in his hands perfectly.

“Do ya mind if I take this off now?” He asked once he thought she was worked up enough to be receptive to the idea, nibbling her earlobe for extra measure.

“S-sure.” She said with a tone that was a mix of nervousness, excitement, and pleasure all in one.

With permission granted, he reached behind her back and unclipped her bra with relative ease before sliding the straps of it off of her shoulders and down her arms. He was able to catch a glimpse of her breasts as he slid the garment off of her completely before she bashfully covered herself with her arms, squeezing her eyes shut and while turning her head to the side. He snatched her hands up with his own and layed a kiss on the back of one of them.

“Now, now. We’ll have none a' that, Love.” He said in a tone that was gentle, but scolding with a hint of playfulness. “Unless you’ve changed yer mind?”

“N-NO!” She cried out and looked back over to him. “I-I don’t want to stop! I’m just embarrassed is all…”

“Ya ain’t got nothin’ ta be embarrassed about, Lia.” He assured with a loving smile. “Yer absolutely stunnin’ jus’ like I thought ya’d be. Promise.”

He watched as she took a deep breath and let go of the tension in her shoulders, then he let go of her hands so they could rest at her sides again. He pushed on her upper stomach a bit with his hand to indicate that she should lie down again, which she did and looked up at him with a little smile. His smile grew as he leaned in and kissed her again, slower this time, but no less passionate. She opened up for him right away and he slipped his tongue inside to explore at a much more leisurely pace this time, rubbing it against hers to coax her into reciprocating; it really didn’t take much coaxing though. While their lips were locked, he started to toy with her breasts again, causing her to moan and sigh into the kiss.

He happily swallowed her pleasured sounds before eventually pulling away and making his way across her jaw then down her neck once again, stopping his descent from time to time to give the spots she seemed to react most to earlier a bit more attention. All this while still squeezing her breasts and rolling her nipples with his dexterous fingers. Once his head was level with her chest, he kissed the top of the right one before moving his hand out of the way and licking at the sensitive nub of flesh slowly and repeatedly, lightly at first, but quickly adding more pressure with each pass of his tongue. Dahlia gasped and squirmed under him, moaning loudly when he took the perky bud into his mouth and started to suck on it. The sounds she made were intoxicating to him, truly beautiful and delicious. He continued to attend to her left breast with his hand while sucking on the right one and used his free hand to unbutton and unzip her jeans before switching sides and unbuckling his belt and unfastening his own pants. Even though he was still confined, the little bit of breathing room he got by doing this provided instant relief to his throbbing member that was far past ready to go at this point.

Once he was satisfied, he lifted his head and sat up to admire his handy work. The poor girl looked absolutely debauched already and he hadn’t even finished undressing her yet! She was breathing heavily, her lips were parted and swollen from their activities, her cheeks were practically glowing red and, best of all, her half lidded eyes were glazed over like the pleasure and excitement had drugged her. Her neck and chest were littered with his lovebites that probably weren’t going to be going anywhere anytime soon and he felt his dick twitch at the sight of them. She was gorgeous.

“These’re next, if yer ready.” He said, grabbing the hem of her pants and praying she wouldn’t back out now when they were so, so close to the promised land.

Dahlia nodded quickly and lifted her hips to make it easier for him to shimmy the fabric off of her body. She was still nervous, but she was also very excited for whatever he decided to do next, never having someone treat her like this before. No one had ever made her feel good like this, had ever cared about making sure she felt good like this. Because of this, she didn’t feel like she needed to be afraid, she didn’t need to fight him off and run away. She was still nervous, sure, but she felt safe enough to let him keep going.

“So wet already, Lia?” Piers said with an audible smirk as he looked at the well-formed wet spot on her lacy panties, his voice taking on a dark tone that sent shivers up and down her spine. “Naughty, naughty.”

“SH-SHUT UP!” She snapped. “So much for that moment!”

He laughed out loud before leaning over her again and whispering in her ear. “Ta think ya was so shy before.” Without warning, he started to rub her clit through her panties, hard.

Dahlia’s eyes widened from the pleasure as she let out the loudest moan yet as she involuntarily arched her back, pushing herself into his hand.

“It really gets me goin’, ya know? Seein’ ya like this.” He cooed into her ear as he worked. “Won’t be long now b’fore yer ready for me. Arceus, I can’t even put inta words how excited I am ta finally have ya. Yer so damn sexy. There were so many times I had ta make up some bullshit excuse ta get away and jerk m’self off. I’m honestly surprised I didn’t lose it.”

Dahlia was a moaning and trembling mess by this point, and Piers really wanted to see her face, but her reaction to his dirty talk was way too enticing for him to pull away from her ear right now.

“Bet ya’d like that now, wouldn’t ya?” He growled, slipping his hand into her panties to rub her directly now. “Ya’d love for me ta bend ya over the edge a' the bed an' have at ya, huh?”

Dahlia moaned pathetically and bucked her hips in-time with his fingers’ movement, desperate for more.

“Use yer words, Love.” Piers commanded, finally sitting up to watch her writhe in pleasure.

“Y-yes!” She whined, picking up on the fact that she was going to have to give him what he wanted.

“‘Yes’ what, Love?” He teased. “I d'know what ya mean.”

“YES! I’d like that!” She cried out. “I need it! I need YOU!”

“There’s a good girl.” He praised as he slid the final obstructing garment off of her and inserted one of his long fingers into her core.

Dahlia gasped and clenched down on his finger as he slid it in and out of her while using his other hand to push her hips down by their center and rub her clit. Arceus, she loved having a musician for a boyfriend more than ever right now; he was so good with his hands. He slowly added another finger and her moan mixed with a little whine at the stretch, it had been a long time since she had touched herself so thoroughly, and her fingers were nowhere near the size of his.

“Ya gotta relax, Love.” He soothed, applying more pressure on her clit to distract her. “Jus’ take a deep breath an' relax yer body.”

The girl did as instructed, letting the tension out of her muscles as best as she could, which did offer a fair amount of relief.

“Yeah, jus’ like that.” He said and started scissoring his fingers inside of her. “Good girl.”

Piers smirked at how much simple praise seemed to have an effect on her, causing her to tremble and weep with pleasure. He had begun to suspect she had that kink before this night, and her reactions this whole way through just proved it for sure. Hair pulling. Praise. Got it. She also seemed to be a natural submissive, but that could just be due to her inexperience; she could start to get more dominant as she got comfortable. Either way, this step in their relationship was going to be really fun for them, he could tell.

When he felt like she was adjusting well to the stretch, he stopped scissoring his fingers and instead started rubbing on her inner walls in different places. Dahlia cracked one of her eyes open to see that he had a look of concentration on his face, like he was trying to solve a puzzle or something. She was about to ask him what he was doing, but whatever he was looking for, he must have found it because a gasp was ripped from her throat as she felt white-hot pleasure shoot up her spine.

Dahlia practically screamed in ecstasy as her back arched and twisted and her fingers clawed at the sheets beneath her.

“There it is.” Piers said smugly as he started focusing on that spot while using his other hand to keep up the stimulation on her clit. “Hey, Dahlia. I overheard ya talkin’ ta Sonia about wantin’ ta get that birth control implant thing. Did ya ever end up doin’ it?”

Dahlia didn’t answer him, too lost in a haze of pleasure to even process what he has asking, much less form a response.

“If ya can’t answer me, I’ll have ta stop.” He threatened while slowing his movements. “I need ta know if I have ta grab a condom ‘r not.”

She seemed to hear that loud and clear because her eyes snapped open and she responded immediately. "Y-YES! YESIDIDPLEASEDON’TSTOP!”

Her response was all jumbled up, but Piers got the information he needed nonetheless, so he picked up his pacing again, applying more pressure on that special spot inside of her. It wasn’t long before she came undone from that, screaming and shaking as her body tensed all at once before going slack and leaving her gasping for air. It was certainly a sight to behold.

He stared at her blissed out state as he slid his fingers out of her core and brought them to his mouth to lick off her sweet nectar, humming in approval at the taste. Oh, he should NOT have done that. He had planned to go easy on her, he really did, but that little taste had him hooked harder than a hungry Basculin; he needed more. ONE more orgasm than he had planned shouldn't affect her potential soreness tomorrow anyway, right?

With that thought, he repositioned himself between her legs and began his descent, starting by laying a kiss on her rib cage just below her breasts and slowly kissing and nipping his way down her belly, letting his hands grope their way down alongside him until he got below her navel. He pulled her knees up with ease as he nipped at that cute little muffin top she hated so much and wrapped his arms around her thighs to hold them in place.

This seemed to snap Dahlia out of her dazed state, her wide eyes shooting down to meet his half-lidded ones. "W-What are you doing!?!"

Piers released the flesh that he had between his teeth and smirked up at her. "Oh, I think ya know exactly what I'm plannin'. Do ya have any legitimate objections, or are ya jus' bein' self-conscious again?"

"I-I… W-well…" she stammered before turning her head to the side in an attempt to hide her embarrassment at being called out.

"S'what I thought." He mumbled into her skin as he got back to work.

He nibbled on her left thigh, getting dangerously close to her soaked sex, but switched to the other thigh instead of diving in. He couldn't help but chuckle at her pathetic whine when he did that. What? Did she seriously think he wasn't going to tease her a bit after being so troublesome? She'd learn soon enough he supposed; for as seriously as he took the matter, he was still as devilish as his Type specialty, and no "misdeed" was going to go unpunished.

He decided to be merciful for now though; this was her first time after all. He gave her thigh one good bite, just hard enough to make her yelp and leave a deep red mark, before dipping his tongue between her folds and giving her clit a hard lick. Her body jolted with a shriek as she reflexively tried to clamp her thighs shut only to be prevented from doing so by his iron hold. She was shocked at how sensitive she still was, but Piers was just amused. He'd be able to get what he wanted quickly and move onto the "main act". Perfect.

His nose nuzzled into the dark curls of her pubic area as he took her sensitive little nub into his mouth and gave it a good suck. She wailed loudly and thrashed beneath him as he continued to lick and suck at her. Her hands flew up to his head and clamped down on his hair, nails digging into his scalp. Her pleasure-addled mind couldn't figure out if she wanted to push him off of her to put an end to the onslaught or pull him in further to get more, so she just held him there as she involuntarily bucked into his mouth. Piers moaned into her when she did this, and the vibrations had her seeing stars. It was a good thing Piers got off on having his hair pulled like this, because it wasn't likely she'd be able to stop herself now; though he did take a mental note to grab a pillow for him to hump into next time so he could get some desperately needed friction as his own excitement had his hips twitching.

Piers readjusted his hold on one of her thighs and released her clit from his mouth. Before she could even catch her breath, his skilled fingers took over stimulating the little bundle of nerves while he moved his mouth lower so his tongue could find its way inside of her. He excitedly lapped up her fluids like a man dying of thirst, moaning and groaning into her as he did so. He pinched her clit slightly and she came undone again, harder than she ever thought possible. Dahlia screamed his name and threw her head back as her body shook like she just took a critical Thunderbolt to the face. Her juices gushed out of her and onto Piers' eager tongue, and he drank them down like they were a fine wine, moaning at the exquisite flavor of her.

When her body finally went slack again, Piers released his hold on her legs and removed her hands from his head so he could sit up and enjoy the view. She looked like her brain was totally fried, eyes glassy as she panted, whimpered and trembled with the occasional aftershocks of her orgasm. He wiped some of her excess juices from his chin with the back of his hand and stared down at her until she started coming back down to earth. When she finally regained her senses, he quickly set himself on top of her and kissed her feverishly. Dahlia had always thought that tasting herself would be revolting and never understood why that was something people were into, but it turned her on even more, if that were even possible.

Piers broke away from the kiss and looked down at her. He was breathing heavily now as well and looked like an apex predator crouched over a fresh kill. "Arceus… I love ya so goddamn much… Yer perfect."

Dahlia let out a breathy giggle and reached up to brush his sweat drenched bangs out of his face. " Well, look who's talking, Mr. Silver Tongue."

Piers laughed and flashed her a wolfish grin. "I aim to please."

"Speaking of pleasing…" she said, biting her bottom lip and snaking her hand between them to cup and grope him through his pants, causing him to gasp and moan. "Do you want me to… return the favor? I haven't done it like this before… Ya know, consenting and all that, so I'm not sure if I'd be any good at it, but-."

Piers cut her off with a quick kiss and smiled down at her. "As great as that sounds, I wanted ta focus on takin' care 'a ya t'night."

"Well, that hardly seems fair to you." She reasoned. " I think I could handle it okay, really."

He shook his head and pecked her lips again. "Maybe next time, Love. I want t'night ta be about you, I'll get mine soon enough. I gotta do a few things before that anyway ta make it a more… pleasant experience for ya."

"You didn't give me that option." She grumbled. "I could've at least shaved or something."

Piers couldn't help but laugh at her petulance. "Been a while since someone's tried this hard ta get me ta let 'em suck my dick!"

Dahlia's cheeks flushed beet red at his vulgarity and hid her face with her hands. "I'M JUST TRYING TO BE FAIR!"

Piers laughed harder at this and pulled her hands away from her face. "Ya c'n owe me one if ya want, but trust me, if I let ya do it now, ya'd never wanna do it again. My diet has been literal garbage the last few days, and spunk from a bloke who eats like I have is awful; trust me."

Dahlia glared and lightly smacked his arm. " I keep telling you to knock that off! I'm gonna start pre-cooking meals for you so you HAVE to eat healthy while I'm out and won't drop dead by forty!"

Piers rolled his eyes. "I know, I know! Guess I've got a bit 'a extra motivation now though."

Dahlia smirked. "I guess ya do."

"Ya still sure ya wanna take this all the way?" Piers questioned, becoming serious again. "We don't have ta if-"

This time, Dahlia was the one to cut him off with a kiss before pulling away and nodding.

"I wanna hear ya say it, Love." He said as he kissed her forehead. "I wanna make sure yer really okay with this."

"Yes, Piers, I do." She said, looking into his eyes. "Please?"

Piers smiled and pecked her on the lips before getting up and quickly removing the last of his clothing. Dahlia decided to hazard a glance over to see what he was working with, and wasn't sure if she should be intimidated or fascinated. First off, it turns out that somehow his hair isn't dyed that way! Not unless he dyes his downstairs too and she highly doubted that. Second, she didn't know what was considered an average size for a guy, never cared enough to even think about it, but it seemed big to her and she wasn't sure how that was supposed to go inside of her when his fingers felt big already. Third, it was kinda… pretty? As pretty as a dick could be, anyway. Maybe it was just because she wasn't being forced upon, but his looked a lot less… weird than any she had seen before. It stood tall and slim-ish, pale as he was for the most part, but it started to redden as it got closer to the head, which was an angry shade of red and dripping with pre-cum, likely from how neglected it had been all throughout their activities; it was almost like it was grumpy about it!

Dahlia didn't have much time to dwell on it though. Piers was eager, thankfully too eager to notice her staring again. He climbed back on top of her, bracing his weight on one arm while the other hand reached down to gather some of her slick and gave himself a few pumps with it to coat himself before guiding his cock to her opening. She winced in discomfort slightly as the head of his cock breached her opening, and she let out a loud, strangled gasp when he suddenly surged forward a few inches after her internal barrier gave way for him. Though it didn't hurt, she understood why it was called "popping your cherry" now; it was sudden like a pop and the sensation was kind of similar in feel to when you blow up a gum bubble until it pops, just… ya know... inside of her. She didn't feel the terrible, tearing pain she had heard so much about, just some stinging discomfort from the stretch, but that wasn't very bad at all.

"I-it's okay, Darlin'." Piers comforted, but he struggled to speak through the feeling of her velvet walls clamping down on him. "J-jus', relax. We're a-almos' there. Deep breaths."

Dahlia wasn't sure if that last part was for her or for himself. He was trembling and breathing heavily with his eyes shut tightly, clearly struggling with himself not to move after likely taking her sudden sound as a response to pain.

Knowing what he was probably thinking, she reached up and cupped his face in her hands, causing him to open his eyes and look into hers worriedly. “Hey, I’m alright, relax. It’s a little uncomfortable, but it’s not anything bad.”

His expression eased as one of her thumbs rubbed soothing circles on his cheek. She smiled at him lovingly, to which he nodded and took a deep breath before he started pushing his length the rest of the way in with a deep moan. Dahlia’s breath hitched as he moved; she could feel every little bit of progress he made, her walls stretching to accommodate him. When he bottomed out, Piers stopped to catch his breath; both of them panting. He filled her in ways Dahlia didn’t even know were possible, and her walls fluttering around his sensitive member felt like heaven to him. As he looked down at her and leaned in to kiss her, his long hair slid off his shoulders and formed a curtain of black and white around them. He knew he wasn’t going to last very long this time around, but who could really blame him given the circumstances? He would just have to get her to cum again quickly, but that shouldn’t be a difficult task given how reactive she’s been thus far.

He pulled away and stared down at her, looking deeply into his lover’s eyes. She stared back at him for what felt like hours, but was, in reality, no more than a minute or two. The intimacy of the moment made Dahlia’s heart feel so full that she thought it might burst at the seams; she really did adore this man in ways she never knew she could, and he cared for her in ways she never dared to hope for. She leaned up to capture his lips again while she tangled her hands into his silky locks once more and shifted her hips to let him know that it was okay for him to start moving. Piers let out a throaty groan into the kiss as he held his upper body up with one arm braced beside her head and used his free hand to grip her hip for better leverage. He started to pull himself back slightly before surging back in fully, going a bit further with each thrust to test the waters and make sure she wasn’t experiencing any unnecessary pain. The slow pace was driving him up the wall, but he needed to be sure before he could let himself indulge fully.

“P-Piers!” Dahlia moaned as she pulled away from the kiss to breathe. “P-please! More!”

As she pleaded for him to pick up his speed, Dahlia hooked her legs around his hips and started lifting her own to meet his gentle thrusts, trying to get more of the shocks of pleasure she felt every time he pushed his way back into her. Her movements caused her to inadvertently tug on his hair again, right near the roots, which served to spur him on. Piers reached behind him to grab her legs and pulled them over his shoulders in order to allow himself to reach deeper into her as his thrusts rapidly increased in both speed and intensity. Before long, the headboard of the bed was slamming into the wall behind it with each powerful thrust of his hips while Dahlia’s high pitched wails of pleasure mingled with his deep, desperate moans in the most beautiful kind of music either of them had ever heard. The younger woman tried with all she had to keep up with her partner, but the position made it difficult as each snap of his hips sent shockwave after shockwave up her spine and tightened that now familiar knot in her belly. Her inhibitions had long since abandoned her, and his were nowhere to be seen at this point either. All that mattered in that moment was each other and the pleasure they were receiving from their union.

“I-I fuckin’ love ya!” Piers groaned out as he felt himself getting close. “I love ya so fuckin’ much! ARCEUS YA FEEL SO FUCKIN’ GOOD!!”

Dahlia gasped for every breath as the knot in her stomach pulled impossibly tighter and tighter. Her body was shaking and her walls were squeezing his member like a vice.

“I-I love you too! I love you! P-Piers! Piers! PIERS! PIERS!!!” She screamed as her hands moved from his hair to his shoulders where her nails dug into his skin.

“Cum fer me, Darlin’! Cum fer me!” Piers all but commanded as he gripped her thighs so hard there were sure to be finger sized bruises there by morning.

In an instant, Dahlia’s world went totally white as her third orgasm crashed down on her with enough force to put a Tyrantrum’s Head Smash to shame. The pleasure ripped her mind to shreds to the point it would be terrifying if she weren’t too far gone to process it.

“AH! THAT’S IT, LOVE! THERE’S A GOOD GIRL!” Piers shouted as his hips snapped into hers at a brutal pace in search of his release. “SO GOOD! FUCK! FUCKFUCKFUCK! AHHHH!!!”

It hit him like a Draco Meteor seconds later. He slammed himself into her one last time and shot rope after rope of cum into her. All that build-up had paid off with an earth shattering orgasm for himself. Normally, he wouldn't scream like that unless he was the one getting railed, but here he was, making just as much noise as the young woman beneath him, if not more. The warmth flooding her, the knowledge of what exactly it was that he was flooding her insides with, the powerful twitching of his dick inside of her, and his cries of ecstasy made Dahlia squirm and mewl at him. It probably would have made her cum again if she weren’t totally spent already.

Piers’ body shook as he let go of her legs and collapsed onto his equally shaky partner, completely exhausted. If his brain was working right now, he would be worried about putting all of his weight on her like this, but he wasn't exactly all there in his post-orgasmic haze. He felt Dahlia gently running her fingers through his hair while they both tried to catch their breath through the shivers of their aftershocks, so she didn't seem to mind anyway. At least, that's what he thought until he nuzzled his face between her breasts and started to come to. That's when he noticed something was off with his girlfriend's shaky breaths and whimpers.

"Lia?" He mumbled sleepily and tilted his head up to look at her face.

The girl was still absent-mindedly running her fingers through his hair, but she was also looking up at the ceiling with tears running down her cheeks. What he had thought were her attempts to catch her breath were actually sobs that she was trying to suppress.

His eyes widened in horror and he quickly pushed himself up so he could look at her properly. His fatigue was gone in an instant as he shifted into protection mode.

"Lia!? W-what's wrong?! Are ya hurt!?" He questioned frantically while brushing her hair out of her face. "Shit! Shit! Shit! What happened!? I knew we shouldn't have done this yet, I knew it!"

Dahlia shook her head quickly before wrapping her arms around him and burying her face into his chest to continue sobbing.

"H-hey, it's okay, Love. I got ya, it's okay." He soothed.

Piers held her tightly and withdrew himself from her so he could maneuver their bodies to where they would be laying on their sides. Once he got them settled, he started gently rubbing her back and whispering sweet things to her until her breathing evened out and her tears stopped. It felt like it took forever, but that was just because his mind was racing a mile a minute trying to figure out where things had gone so wrong. Where HE had gone wrong.

It was a good few minutes before she composed herself and pulled away slightly so she could look up at the older man currently holding her. Her eyes were still red and watery, but she was feeling much better. She knew she had worried him though and felt awful about it. Piers was so engrossed in his worried thoughts that he hadn't even noticed that she had moved. He just kept rubbing her back and holding her to him while staring at the wall. He was actually startled when she reached up and cupped his face in her hands. His body jumped as his eyes snapped down to look at her.

"Hey." She whispered with a sniffle.

"Are you okay?" He asked, his voice shaking slightly.

"Y-yeah…" She said, looking away in shame seeing and hearing how much her outburst had upset him. "Sorry about, well, that."

"No." He said sternly. "Don't apologize; ya didn't do nothin' wrong. Jus' tell me what happened. What went wrong?"

Dahlia sighed and nuzzled back into his chest. "I-I don't know… Nothing really…"

"That didn't look like 'nothin', Love." He said with an exasperated sigh, holding her closer "I need ya ta tell me. Did I hurt ya? Did I not notice ya was freakin' out? Did ya not like somethin' I did? Did-"

"No! It's not that! It's just… I… I don't really know…" Dahlia interrupted, knowing that he was starting to fall down a rabbit hole of doubt and self loathing again. "I guess I was just… overwhelmed? That last one was so intense, and there were just so many emotions going crazy in my head after I snapped out of it, and I didn't know how to handle it, and before I knew it… I was crying! I tried not to… I knew you'd think you'd done something wrong, but you didn't, Piers! You made me so happy!”

Piers rested his chin on her head and tried to calm himself down because he knew his anxiety was starting to feed into the younger woman’s. "Do ya promise?"

"I promise." She assured. "I'm sorry for making you wait so long for that. I was worried over nothing and you suffered for it. And now, I've gone and ruined it for you."

"Hey, look at me." The older man ordered sternly, pulling back enough that she had room to do so.

When Dahlia tilted her head up to look at him, he captured her lips in a soft, loving kiss before she even got a glimpse of his entire face. When he pulled away from the kiss, he rested his forehead on hers so she couldn't break eye contact and escape the stern, disapproving glare he was giving her. "I told ya not ta apologize. Ya didn't do nothin' wrong. Ya don't need ta feel guilty about not feeling comfortable 'til now, and ya didn't 'ruin' anythin', so stop it."

"Fine, just stop thinking YOU did anything wrong. Deal?" She said, pecking his lips.

"Deal." He said with a sigh, letting go of Dahlia and sitting up.

"W-wait! Where are you goooooing!?" Dahlia whined and clung to him. "Snuggles!"

Piers couldn't help but smile at her childish behavior, which made her smile up at him before putting on an exaggerated pout, making him chuckle. "We gotta get cleaned up, Love. I’ll cuddle ya after."

She yawned nuzzled into him. "Don't wanna."

"Trust me, I don't either." Piers said as he pried her arms off of him. "But, I don't want ya gettin' an infection or somethin' 'cause we was bein' lazy."

Dahlia looked at him in confusion as he slid off the bed and stood up.

"I swear to Arceus, the sex ed in Unova must be as bad as it is here." Piers grumbled as he stretched his arms over his head. "Makes me even more glad I decided ta research it and tell Marn about the Delibirds and the Combees m'self. I'll never understand why they skipped that 'a all things." Piers then scooped the girl up in his arms and stumbled his way to the attached bathroom, his legs still a bit jelly-like. "Ya might get a UTI if ya don't get cleaned up properly after a good ol' romp in the sheets. Can happen with blokes too, but it's more likely ta happen with you lot."

"Oh…" Dahlia blushed, embarrassed at her own lack of knowledge.

"Don't beat yerself up over it." He said as he sat her down on the toilet and kissed her forehead before fetching some clean washcloths from the bathroom cupboard and running them under the faucet. "Ya didn't have yer folks around ta tell ya, and I know how great my sex ed program was. I wouldn't even know if I wasn't so concerned about Marn gettin' false information."

Dahlia smiled dreamily as she watched him; she was so lucky to find such a sweet and responsible guy. Maybe it was the chemical cocktail still coursing through her body after their love making, but she could feel herself falling for him more and more by the second.

"What's with the dopey look?" He chuckled as he walked back over to her and handed her one of the warm washcloths.

"I love you so much." She sighed.

He laughed while using the other washcloth to clean himself off. "'Cause I know a bit 'a basic sex ed?"

"No, silly!" She said, playfully poking him in the side, causing him to chuckle and squirm away.

Piers finished cleaning himself up and tossed the washcloth into the hamper by the door. "I'm gonna go get us some water. Make sure ya pee before headin' ta bed, 'parently it helps too."

With that, Piers left her to do her thing and made his way through the bedroom. As he passed the bed, he noticed a decent sized red spot on the sheets and winced. He knew there was a chance Dahlia would bleed when he took her virginity, and he was glad to have the confirmation that none of those scumbags that had abused her had managed to get that far with her, but he still felt bad about making her bleed. He tried to reason with himself that it was largely up to Dahlia's own anatomy, that he had done all he could and that she had assured him that he hadn't hurt her, but seeing that spot of blood made that little voice in the back of his head start whispering poisonous words to him again; telling him that she had lied for his sake and that he was terrible for doing that to her. He shook those thoughts away and decided that it would be best to wash the bedding now to hopefully get the stain out. Sleeping on sheets NOT covered in their fluids and sweat would feel better anyway. With a sigh. He removed the soiled bedding and threw it on the floor before getting a fresh set from his closet and getting it in place. On his way to the kitchen from his room, he stopped at the small laundry closet where the washing machine was kept so he could toss the sheets in and start the wash cycle. With a sleepy yawn, he continued onto the kitchen where he got two bottles of water from the fridge and stumbled his way back into the bedroom.

Dahlia was already curled up in the blankets and trying to fight off sleep, though she was quickly losing that battle. Piers watched her eyes flutter shut for a second before they would snap open again only for the process to repeat; it was pretty damn adorable. She perked up a bit when he made his way over and sat on the side of the bed. He handed her one of the bottles of water, which she happily accepted; all that noise they had made really dried out her throat. She quickly sat up and twisted the cap off before gulping down about half the bottle in a matter of seconds while Piers sat with his back to her, sipping on his water and staring at the wall again.

Dahlia twisted the cap back onto her water bottle and placed it on the nightstand. She then came up behind him, resting her chin on his shoulder and wrapping her arms around his midsection. "You better not be thinking about what I think you're thinking about, mister. We had a deal."

Piers reached up and ruffled her hair. He was kind of surprised to feel her bare breasts against his back; he had assumed she would have gotten dressed in her normal sleep attire and had planned on slipping on some pajama pants to make the normally shy girl more comfortable. "How was it for ya?"

Dahlia started tracing random patterns on his stomach as she nuzzled into his neck, making goosebumps appear on his skin. "It was the best thing ever and you might have created a monster. Now, stop trying to change the subject."

The older man sighed and hung his head; she wasn't going to let it go. "Ya promise I didn't hurt ya? Yer not sugar coatin'?"

"We already went over this. Don't you trust me?" She whispered, hurt evident in her voice.

“‘Course I do! It’s just… I made ya bleed…”

“I was under the impression that was normal?”

“It can be, but-”

“But?”

“I jus’ wanted ta make sure... I’d ‘a made a real arse outta m’self if I had. Goin’ on about it not hurting ‘if the bloke yer with know’s what he’s doin’ an all.”

The girl giggled “Yeah, you would’ve, but you didn’t. Can I have my snuggles now?”

Piers snorted a little laugh through his nose and rolled his eyes with a slight grin. “I suppose cuddles are in order after all that.”

“Yay!” The younger woman cheered and quickly removed herself from him to make room on the bed for him.

Piers took a few more gulps of his water before twisting the cap back on and setting it on the nightstand. He pulled himself the rest of the way onto the bed and pulled Dahlia into his embrace. She took the blankets along with her and snuggled into him once they were both sufficiently covered, nuzzling into him with a content sigh.

“I love you, Piers.” Dahlia mumbled as his warmth and scent lulled her into the best sleep of her life.

“I love ya too, Darlin’.” He replied with another yawn as he pulled her closer and drifted off as well.

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Just a little bit before noon the next day, Marnie returned to an abnormally quiet home. Normally, Dahlia would have been up for a few hours by now with at least one pokemon roaming around, but the place was like a ghost town; the lights were all out, the blinds were still closed, and there were no breakfast dishes on the drying rack beside the sink like there usually would be on any other Sunday morning. She called out to both Dahlia and her brother as she shut the front door behind her and stepped further inside. When she got no reply, she hugged Morpeko close and made her way down the hall toward Piers' room. She noticed that the door was open a crack, which was abnormal since both he and Dahlia liked to keep it shut if they were in there. Maybe Dahlia had managed to drag him out of bed at a reasonable hour to go somewhere? She hadn't gotten a text from either of them saying they would be out and there was no note on the counter when she walked by, but maybe they just forgot?

She called out again, but still got no reply, so she cautiously made her way over and opened the door a little bit more so she could see into the darkened room. Both adults were in the room, sound asleep with Piers snoring slightly. The older man was laying on his back with his arms wrapped around the younger woman, who was snuggled into his chest. They were both covered from their midsection down by the blankets, but they were totally bare above that. Thankfully, with the position they were laying in, the most the young girl saw was a bit of side-boob, but it was more than enough for her to figure out what she was looking at and what those two had gotten up to while she was away, and that was way more than she wanted to know. With a blush, she covered Morpeko's innocent little eyes with her hand before quietly shutting the door and scurrying off to her room to unpack her overnight bag and maybe bleach her brain to get that little scene out of her head.

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As for how Dahlia was sexually abused but still technically a virgin in this, no one had gotten that far. The assaults were either interrupted, or Dahlia managed to get away because at that time she didn’t value her life enough to comply for her own safety, but did very much value the fact that her body was one of the very few things that she could control at that point and was far more interested in keeping someone from taking that from her than keeping herself alive. I’m not saying that this is the proper attitude to have in the slightest, that’s just where she was mentally at the time due to everything she had been dealing with outside of those events. In real life, you should fight like hell to avoid getting taken to a secondary location, but there are times when compliance may be required in order to keep yourself alive long enough to get out of the situation, and your “sexual purity” should never outweigh your life. Also, this was not done because I really wanted her to be a virgin for this, but because my knowledge of the after-effects of full-on rape is thankfully limited and I feel me trying to capture it would be horribly inaccurate and disrespectful. There are some situations where it’s best to stick with what you know. I’ll let you use context clues here.

Also, the abuse is not just for a “tragic/more interesting backstory” or to “glorify/romanticize” anything, it is to set up some areas where these two can connect and to bring more attention to how flawed the CPS system in, well pretty much everywhere, is. In the story I hope to write eventually, there will be many pieces from many real stories because, unfortunately and disgustingly, this shit is real and happens everyday. While the service is severely needed, it is underfunded, understaffed and full of well-meaning policies that are the stuff that the road to Hell is paved with. Reform is needed, and those poor social workers that actually give a damn need to be paid better and given better benefits to handle the horrors they have to witness, otherwise you end up with uncaring and underqualified social workers being the only ones that last. If you can somehow help a child in need, you should because the system fails many of them and they can use any kindness they can get.

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hey I don't know if the requests are still open but if they are could you do D, J and Z from the fluff alphabet for Piers? I love the way you write him

Thanks a million, hun! Piers is my absolute favorite, so it makes me really happy to hear that I’m doing a good job with him! I had quit writing, but you sent in your ask at a GREAT time because I’m starting to get back into it. Without further ado, here’s what you requested! Hope you like it!

D reams - How do they picture their future with their s/o?: At first, he likes things just the way they are; him and his partner living together with Marnie and being a happy little family of 3. He’s never been one to think about getting hitched and having kids; he just never really saw it as being a thing for him. He wants to stay with his partner forever if possible though, he does know that. But, as the relationship with his partner goes on, he realizes that it would actually be kinda nice. The idea of calling his s/o “wife/husband” starts to sound more and more appealing to him. When things get to the point that he’s actually throwing out questions here and there to see what his partner thinks about it, he also starts thinking about what their kids would look like if they had them. He tries to shake this off because he has a hard time seeing himself as a dad. After they actually get married and all their other friends start having kids, he’s gonna get a bad case of baby fever and it’s absolutely adorable. When he gets to that point, he starts thinking more into the future and I think he’d want 2 or 3 kids, ideally two daughters and a son, but he’d be happy no matter what.

J ealousy - Do they get jealous easily? How do they deal with it?: He gets jealous more than he lets on. He has low self-esteem and is worried that his partner is going to find someone better and leave him. He doesn’t want to be “that guy” though, so he doesn’t usually say anything. He tries to be more open with his feelings with his partner, but this is one of the areas he has the most trouble with. He usually gets more quiet and gloomy than usual, so it might not be obvious right away but it will become obvious. Depending on who it is that is making him feel so jealous, getting him to admit what’s bothering him can be like pulling teeth. He feels SO STUPID and toxic when he gets jealous of his s/o’s longtime friend and is going to need a lot of assurance that they’re not mad at him for feeling this way. He’s more open with his partner if it’s Raihan or one of the other gym leaders that is making him jealous because they’re his friends too, so he doesn’t feel like he’s telling his partner to drop their friends because he’s jealous (even if he’s not trying to do that, he feels like that’s how it’s going to come off as). Raihan is probably the one that makes him feel jealous the most often because flirting and friendly banter are pretty much the same thing for him, so he does it all the time despite not actually making any moves on Piers’ s/o. If it’s one of their mutual friends, he also feels more comfortable talking to them and telling them that what they’re doing is bothering him so they will tone it down. He will NEVER be the kind of boyfriend that forbids their partner from having male friends. The only time he would really insist that his s/o stops hanging out with someone is if they are blatantly making moves on them and won’t stop despite him or his s/o talking to them about it.

Z eal - Are they willing to go to great lengths for the relationship? If so, what kind of?: As I said in a previous post, his sister and his pokemon are going to take precedence over his relationship. He’s not going to kick them to the curb for something like that. He’s also not going to give up his music career or change who he is at the core of his person. He will bend over backwards to accommodate his partner though. Don’t like one of his pokemon? He’s not going to get rid of it, but he will take it to the Wild Area or the Route outside of Spikemuth to let it get some time out of its ball rather than letting it roam the house at all hours of the day, but his s/o is going to have to tolerate the pokemon being out sometimes (unless his partner has a phobia of the pokemon, then he’ll make more of an effort to keep it in its ball at home and just give it extra special attention when they’re out and about). His sister is something he isn’t going to budge on. You treat her well, or you’re out. If Marnie is the one causing issues (you know how teens can be), then he will find a way to broker peace. With his music career, he’s not going to quit for a relationship, but he will find a way to make his tour schedules less taxing for his s/o to deal with and will accommodate them any way he can. Outside of these things, he’s a VERY devoted lover and will do just about anything to make them happy. The man has an innate NEED to care for those he loves and make them smile, especially his s/o.

#fluff #pokemon #piers swsh #gym leader piers #piers pokemon

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Howdy! I like your blog, I haven't even played sword/shield yet and I adore Piers. Sooo if you're up for it, would you perhaps spare some NSFW HCs for Piers and Guzma seperately (oh no I think I have a weirdly specific type). Specifically foreplay HCs with a fem reader. What gets them in the mood, instigating sex, how they like to warm her up, oral skills, etc.

Hey there! Sorry this took a fuck ton of time for me to actually do. I actually quit for a while, but I’m starting to get back into it again! I have the same “weirdly specific type too, lol. I did quite a few of these as an apology, and because I’m horny for these two myself,

Piers:

- He’s most likely going to be horny after performing on stage because of the adrenaline. Doesn’t expect his partner to put out every time, but he will always ask her.

- You’ll know if he is trying to initiate because he will hug her from behind, press himself into her, and kiss her neck or nip her ear while giving a mundane greeting. If she doesn’t shut him down, he will start to whisper in her ear about how sexy and beautiful she is; this will start to devolve into him talking about how horny she makes him and suggesting they have some fun as he ruts into their rear.

- I’d say he likes lazy morning sex, but this man doesn’t get up in the morning unless he absolutely has to. It’s lazy afternoon sex, and he loves it. Unlike sex after his shows, this is usually soft, slow, and intimate. Sappy, mushy Piers is going to be in full swing during these times, especially if what got him worked up was watching how adorable his partner is while sleeping. If she wakes up with a tiny yawn, he’s going to be all over her with kisses.

- Honestly, his initiation tactics are pretty much the same in this situation. Just, you know, horizontal.

- Piers is the KING of foreplay. He likes it just as much as the main event, if not more so. 

- He’s big into over-stim, so his partner can usually expect to cum at least a few times before he even puts it in her. 

- He’s also into orgasm denial as well, so she’s gonna have to BEG for those orgasms sometimes too.

- Those fingers of his are long and nimble, and he demonstrates VERY well in the bedroom.

- Dude has some sort of G-spot detector, I swear to god. 

- He’s had his promiscuous days. Not total man-whore level, but he got around. He was young, stressed and trying to figure himself out. Couple that with the prestige of being a gym leader (even for a less popular town like Spikemuth), his rockstar status and just being a REALLY good looking guy to anyone who was into his aesthetic, and he didn’t have a hard time finding flings.

- He gets off on his partner’s pleasure too. With this little tidbit and his experience, you can be rest assured the man knows what he’s doing whether it’s full-on sex or oral.

- Speaking of oral, his singing isn’t the only reason people say he has a “silver tongue” ;) Will spend excessive amounts of time between his partner’s thighs because that bastard KNOWS he’s good. 

- Appreciates a good blowie and makes the most delicious sounds when getting one. Will accidentally buck up into his partner’s mouth. He tries to not do this unless his partner wants him to, but ya gotta cut the guy some slack when something feels THAT GOOD.

- Prefers to do this while sitting on the edge of the bed with his partner on her knees on the floor because his legs turn to jelly and because it makes tangling his hands into her hair easier.

- Prefers to take a more dominant role in the bedroom but is totally fine with switching if his partner wants to take control instead.

- Has a low self-esteem a lot of the time, so he appreciates praise and cuddles. 

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Guzma:

- Not gonna lie, this guy has a high sex drive. Getting him in the mood isn’t hard so long as he’s not in a depressed mood. If he is in a depressed mood, giving him a sultry pep talk will usually do it because the man lives for praise.

- Sex with lots of praise is the quickest way to cheer him up if he’s getting down on himself for something. 

- Some loving pillow talk afterward assuring him that he IS enough is a good  idea during these times as well.

- Is almost always the dominant one, but getting him to let his partner take the reins is easier during these times.

- Aside from his partner nudging him into sex with praise and affection, his partner just being a badass bitch is going to get his engine going. He’s being a dick? You put your foot down and tell him off, and he’s going to feel himself get pretty hot and bothered. Some one try to mess with you? Knock them down a peg or two before he even gets the chance to jump in and he’ll be dragging you off while telling you that you’re the sexiest thing alive. 

- You can tell when he’s horny because he gets this primal look in his eyes as he looks at his partner. Is 100% undressing them with his eyes.

- Will pull her into a steamy make-out session while kneading her hip. When he pulls away for air, he is whispering absolute FILTH into her ear.

- Prefers actual sex over foreplay, but knows it is important, and a proper “gentleman” preps his lady nice and good. She’s going to cum at least once before they get into the main event.

- His fingers aren’t as long as Peirs’, but they are thick. Everything on this man is, tbh. 

- With fingers like that, it would be hard for him to miss her G-spot if he tried, and the stretch is amazing.

- Likes to receive praise while dishing out degradation sprinkled with praise when he’s really into it. She’s his “sexy little whore”. 

- Fill fuck her face. Makes sure she’s okay with it first though.

- His oral technique is less about precision and more about enthusiasm. Gets his partner there just the same.

- Loves getting head and WILL reciprocate afterward because it’s only fair.

- Nothing is fair with him though. He is going to edge his partner until they’re crying and pleading for him to let them cum. Smirks and laughs while finally giving them what they need.

- During their softer love-making sessions, he’ll forego the degradation and just turns into a real sap. 

- He’s certainly experienced. Like I said, he’s got a high sex drive. Also, a tough guy is always getting laid, and he wants to put up that front. He’s had plenty of flings to hone his skills, but someone who has managed to get into a long term relationship with him also gets the benefit of him putting in THE  MOST effort into it. 

- He’s also a people pleaser, but more out of appreciation for his partner than an innate need to take care of his partner’s needs like Piers. 

- Honestly, he probably has a lower self-esteem than Piers does, so cuddles and affectionate pillow talk goes even further with him. 

#piers #piers swsh #gym leader piers #piers pokemon #spicy #horny #guzma #team skull guzma #guzma pokemon #guzma sun and moon

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Piers' slouch makes my back hurt in sympathy (I say, as I slouch at my computer in the wee-smalls), any hc's for him getting a back massage from his s/o?

SAAAAAAME! Also, sorry this took so long. I had something I had to get out of my system to take care of, and I’ve been so busy this week that I only got to work on it a little at a time.

1. He’ll insist that he’s fine and that his s/o doesn’t need to fuss over him at first. He’s not used to having someone fuss over him, so he’s not sure how to act and just tries to get back into a role he’s more familiar with.

2. Eventually s/o is able to convince him to just let them do this for him, but it takes a bit of effort.

3. For as lanky as he is, he has a decent amount of muscle definition, so they get a little somethin’ to look at before he lays down on his stomach on the bed.

4. He feels a little weird at first and the lotion that his s/o used was kinda cold, but  it doesn’t take long for him to start relaxing.

5. Aside from that god awful slouch of his, the man is under a lot of stress, so his back muscles are a mess of knots. His lower back is the worst.

6. When his s/o really gets in there and starts working the knots out, he can’t help but moan at the release of tension.

7. He’ll start moaning so much that it will sound like something much less wholesome is going on to anyone in the flat next door.

8. He will struggle not to fall asleep as his s/o works. He hasn’t been this relaxed in a long time. Why the hell he had been so resistant to this, he can hardly fathom at this point.

9. He will be immeasurably thankful to his s/o for doing that for him because he hasn’t felt this loose and pain-free in years.

10. Will be hesitant to ask for this, so hopefully his s/o can pick up on hints until he stops being an awkward Chewtle about it. 

#piers #piers pokemon #gym leader piers #piers swsh #piers sword and shield #pokemon #swsh #pokemon sword and shield #back rubs for the lanky slouch #awkward chewtle

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Finally Ready

Ya know what? Fuck it! This has been on my mind FOREVER now, and I need to get it out. I will be making this Piers x OC, and nobody can stop me! I know some people find Canon x OC stuff to be kinda cringe, but I honestly don’t care. Also, I don’t want to keep using “his girlfriend” and whatnot as a placeholder like I did in Fade In because that is kinda dehumanizing, and as a female, I’m not about that. Her name is Dahlia Westwood, and she’s very new to the world of relationships because past trauma has made her have trust issues that never allowed her to get that close with anyone before. She’s 19 (almost 20) and Piers is 24. This is going to be a NSFW oneshot about their first time doing the do and she will be a virgin in this because, again, trust issues. No, she is not based off of myself. Totally different life, different age group, different personality. The most “me” thing in here will be some personal experiences, because there are a lot of misconceptions out there about losing your virginity that I personally found to be untrue and they’re honestly annoying; I don’t want to perpetuate them. I hope ya’ll will give it a chance since I really did work hard on it, but it’s fine if you don’t want to. I’m trying to get Piers’ accent down (may have gone a little overboard with it since he seems to say “to” normal, but “ta” just seems to fit him better), but since I’m not from that part of the world, I don’t know if I’m doing it right. Feedback is appreciated especially on that. Also, let me know of any spelling or grammar errors so I can fix them.

He’d be lying if he said it wasn’t driving him crazy. He knew what he was in for when he asked Dahlia to be his girlfriend since they had become close friends beforehand and she had divulged information about her life prior to coming to Galar, but that didn’t make it any easier. They’ve been together for nearly half a year at this point, and he’s been taking things slow for her since he knows she’s never really been in a romantic relationship before; Hell, she’d never really made human friends until Marnie, that Hop kid, Victor, and Victoria. She’s well behind the curve when it comes to social things, so he doesn’t want to push things too far too fast. That being said, a man’s got needs. He outright refuses to seek relief in another while in a relationship with Dahlia; she’s got enough reason to distrust people as it is, and him cheating would likely do irreparable damage. Plus, he just wasn’t that kind of guy. He’s been taking care of the problem himself all this time, but he would really like to take their relationship to that next level. He wants to make her feel good and introduce her to a level of intimacy he knows she’ll enjoy. Not to mention that her unintentionally cute and sexy behavior has him chomping at the bit, but he’s not sure how to initiate it without freaking her out since she’s such a shy little thing.

Tonight, they were having a movie night, just the two of them. Marnie was staying in Postwick because she was having a sleep over with Victoria, meaning they had the whole flat to themselves. They were laying on the couch with him behind her snuggling her close and burying his nose in her jet-black hair; she always had such nice smelling hair... As the night went on, he found himself paying less and less attention to the movie, and paying more and more attention to his lovely girlfriend. Her commentary on the movie, her adorable giggles, her breathing, just everything about her. It wasn’t log before he felt his pants getting uncomfortably tight and his face blushed beet red. He tried to move his hips away from her rear as much as the couch would allow, but there wasn’t much room to work with. He was contemplating making an excuse to run to the bathroom so he could deal with the problem, but then she just had to readjust herself and press right into him. Being as starved for attention other than his own as he was, he couldn’t help but let out a pleasured gasp at the feeling. He slapped his hand over his mouth as quickly as he could, but it was far too late; she had heard him and she was now a lot tenser in his grasp than she had been just a second ago.

“Shit!” He thought. He was completely mortified at his slip in control. Even more than that, he was worried he had made her feel uncomfortable.

“P-Piers?” She stammered as she turned her head so her violet eyes met his light blue ones, her cheeks dusted red as well.

“Y-yeah?” He gulped, hoping by some miracle that she didn’t realize what just happened.

“U-ummm... Well...” Her cheeks flushed a deeper shade of red that was beginning to spread to her ears and down her neck as she broke eye contact.

He sighed in defeat. “Yeah, I know. Sorry ‘bout that. You was just bein’ so cute an’ all... I’m real sorry, love. I din’t mean ta do that, I swear.”

“I-it’s nothing to be sorry about... I should be the one apologizing...” She said softly. “I know it must be hard for you. Going so slow, that is...”

“It’s fine, love, really.” He said as he took her chin in hand and made her look him in the eye again. “All that matters to me is makin’ sure yer comfortable. There ain’t no need ta rush nothin’; I can be patient.”

Dahlia looked off to the side and chewed her bottom lip like she always does when she’s nervous. He was about to say something to try and put her at ease, but then she did something that shocked him. She turned herself around completely so her whole body was facing him and pressed her lips to his. It’s rare enough for her to initiate a kiss as it is, but the way she was pressing herself against him was something entirely new. His eyes went wide for a moment before they slipped shut with a groan as his arms snaked around her waist again to pull her even closer to him. She wove her finger’s in his hair, which he had left down for the day, and licked his bottom lip to ask for entrance. This level of boldness was totally out of character for her, but damn if it wasn’t hot as hell. He opened his mouth for her and she dove right in. It was still obvious that she wasn’t very experienced in this, but she was certainly improving. Not one to let her have all the fun, Piers started fighting her for dominance in the kiss, but the way she was kneading his scalp made it hard for him to get the upper-hand.

Eventually, the need for oxygen became too great to ignore and they broke apart. A string of saliva connected them momentarily as they stared into each other’s eyes and gasped for air.

“Where’d that come from?” Piers asked, still breathing heavily.

“I... I think I’m ready...” She said, her face flushing just about as red as his own.

“You think?” He questioned. “Lia, I don’t want ya pushin’ yerself for my sake! It really is fine! I can take care of this m’self no problem!”

The younger girl just shook her head and pecked him on the nose. “It’s okay... I-I want to.”

“Then how come yer shakin’ like a leaf?” He countered, feeling her body tremble against his.

“I-I’m just nervous is all!” She assured. “Maybe a little scared, but it’s gotta happen sometime, right?”

“It doesn’t gotta be right now though.” He said, removing her hands from his hair and holding them in his. “I want ya ta like this. I want ya ta be sure yer comfortable with it. Let’s talk ‘bout this first, ‘kay? What’re ya scared of?”

The girl gulped and looked away again. “W-well... Nobody’s seen me naked before... It’s a bit embarrassing... And... And what if I’m not actually as attractive looking as you think?”

The older man gave her a soft smile and kissed her knuckles. “Yer seriously worried ‘bout that? Dahlia, I don’t love ya for yer looks, though they’re certainly nice; I love ya for you, darlin’. Even so, I betcha look absolutely stunnin’; ya already do in my opinion.”

Dahlia smiled and looked at him again. “Thank you. I know, but I can’t help but be nervous about it...”

“That’s alright. Is there anythin’ else yer scared of?” He asked.

“Well... I heard it hurts the first time around...” She said, her voice getting a little shaky again. “If it does, then I want you to be the one to do it, but I’m still scared...”

“That’s a bunch’a rubbish, love! It don’t have ta hurt!” Piers assured. “Damn old bats spreadin’ lies to scare the youngins inta stayin’ in line. Then again, them old prudes prolly think foreplay’s a sin er somethin’, so maybe it did hurt for ‘em. Either way, it don’t have ta hurt much at all if the bloke yer with knows what he’s doin’.”

Dahlia smiled and nuzzled her cheek against the back of his hand. “I trust you. Please, I really do think I’m ready.”

“If yer sure about this, we’ll give it a shot.” He said with a loving smile. “But, ya gotta promise you’ll tell me if ya want me ta stop, ‘kay? No pushin’ yerself past what yer comfortable with, got it?”

The girl nodded and he shook his head “Not good enough, love. I need ya ta promise.”

“I promise.” She assured.

“Alright then.” He said with a nod. “Let’s get ta my room then. It’ll be more comfortable than this ol’ couch.”

“Okay.” The girl said as she got up from the couch.

Piers stood up after her and led her by the hand to his bedroom. He locked the door out of habit, but quickly unlocked it after realizing what he did. He didn’t want the girl to feel trapped, and he knew Marnie wouldn’t be home, so it was safe to leave it unlocked. He let go of her hand and contemplated turning on the main light for the room but figured she’d be more comfortable with a dimmer light source this time around, so he settled for turning on his bedside lamp instead before turning to face his blushing girlfriend.

“Right, first things first; the jumper’s gotta go.” He said, tugging slightly at the hem of her black pull-over hoodie, asking for permission to remove it.

Dahlia nodded and raised her arms over her head as he pulled the garment up so that it could be more easily removed. Piers smiled as she stood there in her favorite band t-shirt, some Unovan band, and her faded black skinny jeans. It’s not common for even him to see her without her hoodie on. She said she feels safer when she wears it; even made enough of a stink about it that she was allowed to wear on over her Gym Challenger uniform so long as it had her number and the Gym Challenge logo printed on the back.

“Good!” Piers said and then gave her a peck on the forehead. “Now, get yerself comfy on the bed. Middle’s best so we’ll have plenty a’ room.”

Dahlia nodded again and climbed onto the middle of the bed. She got herself situated on the pillows and looked toward Piers. Her face flushed beet red when she saw that he had already removed his own shirt. She’d seen him without a shirt before since he does like to lounge around at home without one sometimes, but this context was very different. She found herself shamelessly staring at his bare chest. Skinny as he was, he still has some muscle definition, and the dim lighting was exaggerating the lines that defined where one ab muscle ended and another began, adding a little extra definition to them. He’s not covered in tattoos like one would envision when she says that her boyfriend is a rockstar, not that she’d care wither way, but he does have a few. On his upper-right arm, he has his old Gym Challenger number, 061, and on the left side of his rib cage, he has Marnie’s name and birth date; he said that she was the first girl to ever steal his heart, so he wanted her name close to it, but having it right over his heart just didn’t look quite how he wanted and he ended up putting it there instead; Dahlia thought it was the cutest thing ever. Both tattoos were in simple black ink, no colors, and they stood out against his pale skin; they looked good on him.

Piers chuckled smugly “Like what ya see?”

Dahlia pouted and looked away as her blush spread down her neck again. Piers laughed and climbed his way over her, situating himself between her legs, so he could peck her cheek. She was so cute sometimes when she isn’t even trying to be.

“Don’t be embarrassed, love. I’m glad you do.”  He said as he took her chin in hand made her look at him. “Yer still sure about this, yeah?”

“Yeah.” She confirmed with a shy nod.

“Well then,” he said as he started to lean in, “where were we?”

Not long after their lips connected, the kiss turned hungry and desperate. He’d been wanting this for so long that he was practically starving for it! He tangled one of his hands in her long hair while the other was frantically kneading their hip and his tongue was ravaging her mouth. At some point, he ended up rutting against her, causing her to moan into the kiss as she tangled both of her hands into his hair and tugged slightly. Eventually, he broke away from her mouth and she re-positioned her hands onto his shoulders as he peppered kisses along her jaw. He tugged her hair slightly to indicate that he wanted her to turn her head to the side and she complied with a breathy gasp. With better access granted, he went strait for her neck. He left kisses and licks at first, but those quickly evolved into nips and hickies. He knew he probably should have asked before leaving marks like that, but after all this time, he was going to allow himself this one instance of selfishness. Besides, if the way Dahlia was moaning and craning her neck so he could have even better access was anything to go by, it certainly seemed like she didn’t mind one bit. As he did this, his hands ran up and down her stomach under her shirt, brushing against the cups of her bra here and there. The feeling was strange and made Dahlia squirm a bit because it tickled, but she had no intention of stopping him.

Once he was satisfied with his work, Piers tugged at the bottom of her shirt. “Is it alright if I take this off?”

Dahlia was panting slightly with her head still turned to the side when she nodded and slowly sat up so it would be easier for him to remove her shirt.

Once the piece of clothing was gone, Piers bent down and kissed her collarbone before asking her if it would be okay for him to touch her. She gave a breathy but shy “yes”, so he started massaging her breasts over her bra and squeezing slightly every now and then. Dahlia eyes slipped shut and she put her arms behind her to support herself as she let out little gasps and moans from the feeling of it all. Those little gasps and moans got noticeably louder when his hands slipped under her bra so he could touch her directly, skin against skin. He’d been with both men and women before, but one thing he always loved about being with a woman was how soft their breasts were; he would never get used to it. It was like squeezing the best stress ball ever. After a moment of just kneading and massaging the soft mounds of flesh and not getting any signs from the girl that would indicate he crossed the line, he brought his thumbs and forefingers up to pinch and toy with her rapidly hardening nipples, causing the girl to cry out with a throaty moan. He continued to work like this for a little while and then decided she was worked up enough to be more receptive to the next step.

“Do ya mind if I take this off now?” He asked while nibbling on her earlobe and toying with her buds.

“Y-yeah.” She responded with a gulp of nervousness.

With permission granted, he reached behind her and unclipped her bra with relative ease. Once it was unclipped, he pushed on her upper stomach lightly as a silent instruction for her to lay down. Once she did this, he pulled the garment off of her. He got a quick glimpse of her bare chest before she instinctively brought her hands up to cover herself. He quickly snatched her hands up with his own and brought one up to his lips to lay a sweet kiss on the back of it.

“Now, now. We’ll have none of that, love.” He said in a gentle yet scolding manner. “Unless you’ve changed yer mind, that is.”

Dahlia turned her head to the side and started chewing on her bottom lip again, her face red as ever. “N-NO! I-I’m just embarrassed is all...”

“Ya ain’t got nothin’ to be embarrassed of, love.” He assured as he tilted her head back to look at him. “Yer stunnin’, just as I thought ya would be. I promise.”

He watched the tension in her shoulders relax then let go of her hands, allowing them to rest beside her before getting to work. He kissed her again, soft and sweet before licking her bottom lip to ask her to open up for him again. This kiss was a lot slower than the last but no less passionate as his tongue explored her mouth at a much more leisurely pace, rubbing against her own in an attempt to coax her into reciprocating; it didn’t take much coaxing. As their lips were locked, Piers’ hands made their way to her breasts again where they began to toy with them once more, causing her to moan and sigh into the kiss.  

He broke away after a minute or so and kissed along her jawline again before making his way down her neck again. He stopped to nip and suck at the spots that made her the most vocal the last time he did this before making his way lower. Once he was at her breasts, he nipped at the top of her right one before moving that hand out of the way and letting his mouth take its place. He licked her perky bud a few times and felt her shiver at the feeling before engulfing it with his mouth and giving it a good suck. Dahlia let out the most delicious moan yet when he did that and threaded her hands into his hair again. While he continued his ministrations on her right breast, his left hand continued to knead and tweak the other while his right hand made its way down to unbutton and unzip her pants. He then switched sides and used his free had to unbuckle his belt before unbuttoning and unzipping his own pants. Though he was still confined, the little bit of breathing room doing that allowed gave him instant relief for his throbbing member.

Once he was satisfied, Piers lifted his head from his partner’s chest and admired his work. She was breathing heavily with her cheeks dusted red and her eyes half lidded and dazed like she had been drugged with pure unadulterated desire. The side of her neck and her chest were littered with love bites that would surely be visible for days to come. He lifted his lower body from hers and tugged on the hem of her pants, ready to move on.

“These are next, if yer ready.” He said, hoping to the Distortion World and back that she wouldn’t back out now when they were so close.

Dahlia nodded and lifted her hips enough to make it easier for him to pull her jeans off of her. He slowly worked the obstructing fabric down her leg before removing them completely.

He smirked when he noticed the already well-formed wet spot on the front of her panties. “So wet already, Lia? Naughty, naughty.”

“Sh-shut up!” Dahlia snapped and looked away in embarrassment.

Piers chuckled at her adorable reaction and started rubbing her through the soaked fabric, causing her to trow her head back in a moan and arch her back.

“Ta think ya were so nervous before and see how turned on ya are now; it really gets me goin’, ya know?” He said in a husky tone and he leaned over her and started nipping her neck again whilst continuing to rub her sensitive bud over her panties. “Won’t be long now before yer ready for me. I can’t even put into words how excited I am to finally have ya all ta m’self. Yer so sexy I could hardly contain m’self. There were so may times I just wanted to throw ya on the nearest surface an’ have my way with ya. I bet ya’d like that now, huh?”

Dahlia moaned and grinded her hips into his hand in an attempt to get more of the wonderful feeling he was giving her.

“Use your words, love.” Piers said as he took her earlobe between his teeth and tugged slightly.

“Y-yes!” She cried out and arched her back more.

“’Yes’ what, love? Ya need ta be more specific.” He teased.

“Yes, I’d like that!” She whined. “I want it! I need it! I need you!”

“There’s a good girl.” He said as he kissed her lips and his other hand started making its way down her body, tugging at her panties once it got there. “I’m gonna get ya ready, but I need ta take these off now, ‘kay?”

“O-okay...” Dahlia said with another gulp as she lifted her hips again so he could remove the last barrier between herself and his hungry gaze.

He pulled her panties down to just above her ankles and she kicked them all the way off. He sat back on his knees and took in the sight of her, finally fully bared to him. She was gorgeous.

“So beautiful...” He breathed. “I don’t get why ya were ever nervous about me thinkin’ ya weren’t attractive, Lia. Ya look amazin’!”

The girl moaned slightly, just his compliments alone were hitting her right between the legs and making her even wetter.

“I’ll make ya feel real good, love. Bring yer knees up.” He instructed.

She complied, yielding to his demands without a hint of hesitation now.

He pecked her lips again before he started kissing and nipping his way down; down her neck, past her breasts, and down her stomach as he wrapped his arms around her thighs to hold them apart. She turned the reddest she had ever been when she realized what he was doing and snapped her head down to look at him. He looked her dead in the eyes as he nipped and sucked on her inner-thighs.

“W-what are you doing!?” She asked even though she knew full well what his intentions were.

“You’ll see.” He said with a devious smirk.

Before she had a chance to protest or hind her face in embarrassment, he dove in, taking her sensitive bundle of nerves into his mouth and sucking. She practically screamed out as she threw her head back and arched her back. Her hands clamped down on his hair, but she wasn’t sure if it was to push him off or pull him closer, so her pleasure addled brain just settled on tugging on his silky locks. He moaned at the feeling as he kept sucking on her clit, sending vibrations through her that had her seeing stars. He kept one arm wrapped around her thigh while the other unwound itself and started rubbing her inner thigh. Once he released his hold on her leg, her free thigh pressed itself as close to the side of his head as it could manage. He had to push the other one a little further away so his head had room to move as he released her clit and moved lower. Before she could complain, his dexterous fingers took over working on her sensitive nub while his tongue found its way inside of her core, causing her to cry out even louder than before as he eagerly lapped up her fluids. Within moments she was a moaning mess as her legs began to tremble. He lightly pinched her clit between his fingers, and that was the end of her.

“Piiiiiiiers!” She screamed out and accidentally pulled at his hair as her orgasm came crashing down on her and her mind seemed to malfunction, going completely numb to everything but the pleasure he was giving her. Sure, she’d touched herself before, but this was totally different and so much better.

Piers stayed where he was, catching as much of her juices in his mouth as he could and drinking them down like a fine wine. He moaned into her as he did this and the vibrations from it made her orgasm last just that tiny bit longer.

When she was done, Piers removed her now slack hands so he could lift his head and used the back of his hand to wipe the excess juices off of his chin. He sat up and looked at her blissed out state and decided it was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. Her body still trembled slightly from the aftershocks of her pleasure, her chest rose and fell rapidly as she tried desperately to catch her breath, her neck and chest were littered with love bites and her eyes looked like her mind was a million miles away. He sat there and watched her until she came to. Once she’d snapped out of her daze, he captured her mouth in another passionate kiss. She’d thought that tasting herself would disgust her, but it actually turned her on even more if that were even possible.

He pulled away from the kiss and rested his forehead against hers so that he could look her in the eyes. “Arceus, I love ya so much... Yer perfect...”

“You’re not too bad yourself.” She responded with a breathy giggle before biting her bottom lip again. “U-umm... Do you want me to...? I’ve never don’t it before, so I don’t think I’ll be any good, but-”

Piers cut her off with a quick peck and smiled down at her. “Maybe some other time, love. While I would like that a lot, this is all about you this time around.”

“Well, that hardly seems fair...” The girl stated.

Piers chuckled and ruffled her hair. “Thanks fer bein’ concerned about me, but I’ll get mine soon enough. Now, I got one more thing I wanna do ta get ya ready, ‘kay?”

Dahlia gave him a questioning look. What more could he possibly need to do!?

Realizing what she must be thinking, Piers decided to explain his actions.

“What I just did was more ta relax ya than anything else.” He said. “Figured if I got ya ta cum, ya’d be less nervous an’ all that. Plus, it’d make this next bit easier.”

“Okay, what’s next then?” She asked.

“I wanna stretch ya out a bit.” He explained. “Yer prolly not used ta havin’ more than yer girly things up there. Stretchin’ ya out a bit before getting right inta it’ll make the change less... Drastic? Ya alright with me doin’ that?”

Dahlia nodded and waited to see what he’d do next.

Piers kissed her again while his hand made its way down her body to her dripping core. He spent a little time rubbing the sensitive bundle of nerve above her opening, causing her to mewl and squirm into the kiss, before working one of his long fingers inside of her. She tensed for a split second at the new feeling, but quickly relaxed again as his middle finger stroked her inner-walls and his thumb rubbed her clit. She moaned into the kiss as her breathing picked up speed along with his strokes. He added a second finger and she gasped and tensed up again, but this time for longer.

“Ya gotta relax, love.” He instructed. “Ya keep tensin’ up like that and it’ll only make it feel worse. Just take a deep breath an’  relax.”

The girl did as he instructed and it did make things feel better.

“Yeah, just like that. Good girl.” He praised as he started scissoring his fingers inside of her while continuing to rub her clit with his thumb, causing her to start making little moans and mewls again.

Once he felt he had stretched her enough, he switched from scissoring his fingers inside of her to curling them upward as he rubbed them against her inner-walls. He had a look of concentration on his face while he did this, as if he were trying to solve a puzzle or something. Dahlia was going to ask him what he was doing, but whatever he was looking for, he must have found it because a jolt of pleasure shot from the spot he just touched and spread through her whole body, causing her to gasp and then moan loudly as her back arched again and her hands dug into the sheets below her.

Piers smirked as he continued to rub and press on that spot while continuing to rub her clit with his thumb. “There it is. Hey, Lia, I heard ya talkin’ ta Sonia about gettin’ that birth control implant thing in yer arm like she did; did ya ever end up doin’ it?”

Dahlia didn’t even seem to hear him through the haze of pleasure because she didn’t answer him; she just kept moaning and squirming.

“If ya can’t answer me like this, then I’m gonna have ta stop so ya can. I need ta know this before we go any further.” He threatened.

Dahlia seemed to hear that loud and clear because her response was loud and frantic. “Y-yes! I-I did! Justbeforethechampionchip!Don’tstop!”

The last bit was all mashed together as she got closer and closer to the edge, but it was good enough for him since he got the information he needed.

It wasn’t long after he started doing that before Dahlia came undone again, screaming as her body tensed and shook before going slack as she tried to catch her breath. Knowing that this was probably the most relaxed she could be, he decided to move swiftly. He crawled off of her whilst she attempted to gather herself, and in one swift and fluid motion, he removed both his pants and boxers and climbed back on top of her, nestling between her legs again.

“Ya sure ya wanna take this all the way?” He asked, just wanting to get one more confirmation before he took her.

The girl nodded in the affirmative, but that wasn’t good enough for him.

“I wanna hear ya say it, love.” He said as he pecked her repeatedly on the mouth, nose and cheeks. “I wanna make sure this is really okay with ya.”

“Y-yes, Piers... I-I do.” She replied, looking him in the eyes.

Piers nodded and reached down between them to help guide himself into her. She winced and tensed slightly at the pressure that came from the head of his cock pressing against her opening, 

“Shh... It’s okay, darlin’.’’ Piers soothed. “Ya gotta relax; it’ll be over soon... Deep breaths... It’s okay.”

Dahlia did as he said and did her best to relax as he started pressing into her again. 

Suddenly, she let out a strangled gasp as he pushed his way past her opening and sheathed the first few inches inside of her. She certainly understood why it was called “popping your cherry” now, because the sensation was very much akin to some kind of pop. The pain wasn’t what she thought it wold be though; a sharp pinch for a fraction of a second, but that was it. Honestly, the worst part was the slight burning sensation from having her insides stretched so much, but even that wasn’t all that bad. It was just uncomfortable, but nothing more.

“Y-ya alright?” Piers asked sweetly, halting his movement until he got the go-ahead, though clearly struggling with himself to do so.

“Y-yeah, I’m good.” Dahlia responded. “It’s a little uncomfortable, but I can handle it.”

“That’ll go away soon enough.” He assured. “I’m gonna get in all the way, then ya tell me when ta start movin’.”

The girl nodded and gasped again as the man above her pushed himself the rest of the way inside of her, filling her in ways she never knew were possible. The feeling of it made him let out a long, throaty moan before resting his forehead on hers again, his long hair slipping off of his shoulders and forming a curtain around them. Being inside of her felt even better than he could have imagined, and the sound of him moaning like that was better than anything Dahlia could have imagined. He was breathing just as heavily as she was as he stilled himself within her. He knew he wasn’t going to last long this time around, but who could really blame him after all this time? He would just have to get her there quick for the sake of his pride, but that shouldn’t be too hard considering how sensitive she had been up to this point.

They stayed there, panting and staring into each other’s eyes for what seemed like forever, but was, in reality, likely no more than a few minutes. The intimacy of it made Dahlia’s heart feel like it were about to burst; she really did adore this man. She locked her lips with his again and buried her fingers in his hair before shifting her hips to indicate that he could move. This time it was Piers’ turn to moan into their kiss as he braced himself on one arm beside her head while the other reached down so he could grip her hip for leverage.

He started slow at first. Even though she had given him permission to move, he was worried about hurting her. He did everything he could to keep her from experiencing any unnecessary pain, but that’s not going to stop him from being careful, even if the slow pace was driving him up the wall.

“P-Piers!” Dahlia moaned as she pulled away for air. “M-more! P-Please!”

While saying this, she started moving her hips with his as she wrapped her legs around his lower back for leverage, trying to get more of the amazing feeling she was getting from their union. Her movements caused her to tug on his hair slightly as she moved, and he loved it.

Spurred on by her needy voice and her tugging on his hair, he started to pick up the pace. His heavy panting turned into pleasured moans that mingled with hers to make the most wondrous chorus either had ever heard; her higher pitched voice contrasting his in the most delightful way. He buried his head in the crook of her neck as he began working faster and faster, pulling out further and further each time and slamming back in with more and more force. His hot breath on her neck added another delicious sensation into the mix, and Dahlia started practically shrieking with pleasure. Her inhibitions had long since abandoned her, and his were nowhere to be found at this point either. All that mattered was this moment and the pleasure it was giving them.

“I-I fucking love ya!” He rasped into her neck. “I fucking love ya so much! Arceus, ya feel so good!”

“Ah! L-Love y-you -AH! TOOOOOOO!” Was all she could get out before her world went white as the strongest orgasm she’d ever had tore her mind apart.

“AH! THAT’S IT, LOVE!” He shouted as he rutted into her as fast as he could “THERE’S A GOOD GIRL! CUM FOR ME! AHHHHH!”

With that, he reached his end, slamming into her one last time and holding her as close as possible as he filled her with his release; the warmth of it and the knowledge of what it was would have been enough to make her cum again if she weren’t so exhausted. 

Piers’ body shook as he collapsed on top of his equally shaky partner. If his mind were working right now, he’d be worried about putting all of his weight on her like this, but that wasn’t the case at the moment. Dahlia didn’t seem to mind though as she absentmindedly ran her fingers through his hair as she shivered and panted. It took all he had for Piers not to fall directly to sleep with her doing that.

Knowing that he would fall asleep if he didn’t move, he groaned as he withdrew from her heat and rolled off to the side to finish catching his breath. Dahlia didn’t seem to be holding up much better. He watched as her eyes would flutter shut before she jolted herself awake again and repeated. He was tempted to just give into sleep and leave the clean-up for the morning, but he knew what could happen if he did that, so he fought the urge and begrudgingly sat up.

“Come on, darlin’.” He said, nudging her to pull her back into wakefulness. “We gotta get ya cleaned up.”

“Don’t wanna...” She whined sleepily.

“Trust me, neither do I.” He said as he slowly slipped his legs off of the bed and pulled himself to his feet. “But, I don’t want ya getting a UTI or somethin’ because we decided to be lazy.”

Dahlia looked at him in confusion.

“I swear to Arceus, the sex education in Unova must be just as bad as bad as what we have here. Of all the things for them to skip, I’ll never understand why they picked this one.” Piers sighed as he scooped up the younger female and started stumbling toward the bathroom. “Ya might get a urinary tract infection if ya don’t get cleaned up properly after a good ol’ romp in the sheets. Blokes can too, but it’s not as common as it is with you lot.”

“Oh....” Dahlia said, embarrassed at her lack of knowledge. “I-I din’t know...”

“Most don’t.” He said, setting her down on the toilet and fetching some clean rags. “Only reason I know is ‘cause I had to tell Marnie ‘bout the ‘Delibirds an’ the Combees.’ I wanted ta be sure I did it right, so I read up on it quite a bit. I was pretty surprised at how much I didn’t know myself at that time.”

Piers handed Dahlia one of the rags after getting it wet at the sink and used the other to clean himself off. He tossed the rag in the hamper once he was done and headed out of the bathroom.

He looked over his shoulder back at Dahlia. “Yer gonna wanna pee before heading back to bed; ‘parently it helps. I’m gonna fetch us somethin’ to drink.”

As he passed by the bed, he noticed a decent sized red stain on his bed sheets; he winced at the sight of it. He knew there was a chance Dahlia would bleed when he took her virginity, but he was really hoping she wouldn’t. He didn’t care that his sheets were stained, those could be replaced if need be; he just felt bad about making her bleed. He knew that he did everything he could and that a lot of it was up to her own anatomy, but he couldn’t help but wonder if he had hurt her more than she had let on. 

Since he had to pass by the laundry room on the way to the kitchen, he figured he might as well try and get the stain out of the sheet before it had a chance to set in.  He sighed and removed the fitted sheet from the bed before pulling a new one out of his closet and getting it put in place. On his way to the kitchen, the threw the soiled bedding into the washing machine and started the wash cycle. Once that was done, he continued on to the kitchen where he got two water bottles from the refrigerator and then sleepily stumbled back to his bedroom.

Dahlia was already curled up in the blankets on her side of the bed, trying not to nod off. Piers sat down on his side of the bed and offered her one of the bottles, which she happily took. She twisted the cap off and quickly gulped down about half of the bottle. Piers slowly slipped his water and stared at the wall in thought. Noticing this, Dahlia set her bottle on the nightstand before scooting over to him so she could wrap her arms around his waist and nuzzle into his bare shoulder.

“What’s the matter?” She questioned.

“Nothing.” Piers assured, ruffling the girl’s hair. “How was it for you?”

“It was wonderful!” She said as she began laying soft kisses on his skin. “I’m sorry I made you wait so long for that. I was nervous for no reason.”

Piers shifted his legs onto the bed and turned to face his girlfriend with a smile. “If I said it once, I said it a thousand times; there ain’t nothin’ to apologize for, love. I wanted to be sure you were ready, so I wasn’t in any hurry.”

“ I really do appreciate that.” She said as one of her hands found his and intertwined her fingers with his. “Something’s bothering you though. What is it?”

The older man sighed and layed on his side, pulling the girl close to him and nuzzling into her hair. “I need ya ta be honest with me, love. No sugar coatin’ nothin’ just ta make me feel better. Did I hurt you?”

Dahlia looked up into his eyes and shook her head. “Not at all. I mean, there was a sharp pinch for a second, but that wasn’t bad. It was a little uncomfortable after that, like I said, but that was it. Why?”

“Well, I noticed some blood on the bed where ya were layin’. I was worried.” He admitted.

“Yeah... I noticed some blood on my leg when I was cleaning up...” She said, looking down in shame and biting her bottom lip. “Sorry about that... I probably ruined your sheet, and there’s probably going to be a stain on your mattress now...”

Piers gently took her chin in hand and made her look up at him again. He gave her one of the most loving looks she had ever seen before giving her a soft kiss.

“It’s not yer fault, love.” He said. “There was a chance of it happening. I was hopin’ ta avoid it if I could, but sometimes there’s just nothin’ that can be done. So long as I didn’t hurt ya, that’s all that matters.

Dahlia smiled and snuggled into his chest. “I love you.”

Piers pulled the blankets over himself and snuggled rested his head on top of hers. “I love ya too, darlin’.”

From there, it wasn’t long before they both drifted off in each other’s arms.

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Marnie returned to the flat around noon the next day to find it unusually quiet. Typically, Dahlia would be up by now and there was almost always a pokemon or two running about the place, but there was none of that today. She called out, but got no reply either. She shut the front door behind her and hugged Morpeko close as she cautiously made her way further into the flat. 

She called out again as she approached her brother’s room in hopes of getting somebody’s attention, but still got nothing. She noticed that the door to Piers’ room was slightly ajar, which was unlike him since he liked his privacy. When she got to the door, she pushed it open a bit more and peered inside the dark room. Once she realized what she was looking at, she blushed and quietly closed the door before making her way to her room. Though both of the adults  had been mostly covered by blankets, it was pretty obvious that they were naked because a fair amount of Dahlia’s back and Piers’ shoulders were visible. Marnie might be young, but she had gotten “the talk”, so it didn’t take much for her to put together just what went on while she was away. 

#piers #piers pokemon #piers swsh #piers sword and shield #oc #piers x oc #gym leader piers #shameless #spicy #spicy stuff #this took longer than it should have #shoehorned in some education

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Piers Fluff Alphabet Pt. 3

Nobody asked for this, but Arceus knows I love this man!

B eauty - What do they admire about their s/o? What do they think is beautiful about them? : He genuinely is more of a personality type of guy than appearance type of guy. He can work with just about anything when it comes to looks, but he does have a few things that will catch his attention. First off will be a wardrobe that is unapologetically them. He likes when someone decides to where what they want where they want regardless of what anyone else thinks. He is going to be more drawn to a style that is similar to his because it’s familiar to him, but he would get an absolute kick out of the looks they would get if their fashion was totally opposite to each other too (insert pic of piers with a literal hippie with bright happy colors, lol). Second, the guy finds something particularly endearing about a smol s/o. It’s not a requirement by any means, but he does like it a fair bit. Third, he loves it when he sees his s/o light up with joy. When that smile reaches their eyes, his heart melts. The more someone does that, the harder it will be for him not to fall for them.

C omfort - How would they help their s/o when they feel down/have a panic attack etc.? : If they are feeling down, he’s there to lend a shoulder to cry on and an ear to listen while he rubs their back and kisses their head. He’ll spend as much time cuddling them as he possibly can as well. He’ll offer input when he can, but he’s best at just being there for them. When it comes to panic attacks, he’s got personal experience with that. He probably hasn’t sought out therapy (though he absolutely should), so he doesn’t have very many great coping mechanisms, but he’s found a few on his own and knows well enough how to help someone snap out of it. Usually, he’ll get them out of the situation that is causing them stress if possible. Then he’ll get them to sit down and then get on their level so they can look him in the eyes as he assures them that they’ll be alright and that he’s there for them. Also, I recently saw something on facebook that totally seems like something Piers would do. This person was panicking and their boyfriend as insistent that they put an ice cube in their mouth. The reason being that the odd demand would make their brain stop panicking momentarily to think “What the fuck is he going on about?”, thus distracting them. Also, the cold sensation would help ground them in reality and lessen the dissociative symptoms of the panic attack and also serve as yet another distraction for their brain to keep it from causing them to freak out. Is it just me, or would Piers be the kind of person to come up with crazy yet genius shit like that?  

E qual - Are they the dominant one in the relationship, or rather passive? : In the relationship, he likes to keep things as equal as possible. Both of their feelings and opinions will be taken into account. Both are entitled to free time away from their s/o. He would appreciate it if his s/o did tell him where they are going , who they are going to be with and a general time period for when they will be back. This is not because he doesn’t trust them, but because he doesn’t trust the world to not hurt them. If something bad happens out in the world, he wants to know whether he needs to be worried about them or not. And, if something bad does happen to them, knowing where, when and who they are with will help in finding out what happened to them and making sure that those responsible are held accountable. Of course, he will extend the same courtesy to them as well. In the bedroom, he will usually take on a more dominant role, but he’s more than willing to switch if his s/o prefers.

H onesty - Do they have secrets they hide from their s/o? Or do they share everything? : He tries to be as open with his s/o as possible, but he does have a hard time letting them know when he’s not in a great emotional state. He’s used to putting on a brave face for Marnie, and just as he never wants her to worry about him and wants her to feel that she can lean on him no matter what, he wants the same for his s/o. He’s learning to be more forthcoming when he’s not doing so hot, but it is very much a work in progress.

X OXO - Are they very affectionate? Do they love to kiss and cuddle? : In public, he’s more verbally affectionate than physically affectionate. Complimenting them, keeping an affectionate tone, ect. In private, this man needs his snugs. It wasn’t like that at first because this touch starved emo isn’t used to physical affection and it actually felt pretty odd to him at first. Once he got used to it, he really really liked it. Most nights end with them snuggling on the couch or in bed.

#piers #piers pokemon #gym leader piers #fluff #alphabet meme #cute shit #swsh #sword and shield

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NSFW Alphabet: Piers Pt. 2

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person): His diet is shit, so his sperm count probably isn’t top-tier, not that he minds; he’s got too much going on as it is, so anything that reduces the chances of him having an “oopsie” baby is fine by him. Also, it’s thick because the man does not drink near enough water (someone please pester this man to drink more water; he’s dehydrated and doesn’t even know). When it comes to where he’ll cum, it depends on the situation. If it’s just a fling, he’ll almost always have a condom on, and even then he may pull out before finishing because he does not want to take the risk of the condom breaking. If he’s in a long term relationship, he’ll have a condom on but won’t worry as much about the condom breaking, so he’ll stay in. If his partner is female and on birth control, especially the long lasting stuff that they don’t have to worry about remembering to take a pill every day, he will forgo the condom and will usually cum inside of them; to him, it does feel better than in a condom or pulling out and finishing himself off, but being safe takes precedence over getting more pleasure. 

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc): It depends on his mood and the general mood at the time. If he’s being jealous (not common, but it happens), had a rough day, he’s taking on a more domineering role, or his partner needs him to be more serious, he’s serious. Other times, like when their fooling around leads to fooling around or they just had a really good day, his sense of humor will seep into it. Do expect to have playful jabs taken.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.) : Honestly, I don’t think he grooms that area much. The hair on his head takes enough time as it is! If he’s in a long term relationship and his partner has a preference, he will take that into account, but he’s forgetful sometimes still. 

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do): He likes the privacy of his own room, and he likes that his favorite toys and whatnot are in close proximity if they are in his room, so I’d say that would be his preferred place. If he’s feeling too lazy or too pent up to make it to his room, the couch or kitchen counter will do just fine. He does try to avoid this unless he knows Marnie isn’t going to be home for a while. At his partner’s place, all bets are off.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?): I would honestly be surprised if he didn’t own at least a few. Honestly, he’s probably pretty kinky, so he probably has a decent sized collection that he has locked in his closet so Marnie doesn’t accidentally find them. He likely has some for use on himself and on his partner.

#piers #piers sword and shield #gym leader piers #piers pokemon #spicy stuff #spicy #alphabet meme

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Starved lanky boy anon here!! From the fluff of please!!

Sure thing! Not even gonna lie, I’m starved for the lanky emo boi too. I just wanna snuggle him! (and do other less wholesome things)

L ove Confession - How would they confess to their s/o?: (So many different things this could mean… I’ll probably do more than one scenario for this one.) While I wanna say he does it by singing some cheesy love song he spent weeks or even months on at a show he was unusually insistent that his love interest attend, I’m not sure he’d actually have the confidence for that. If it were done on stage, it would be a spur of the moment thing. He’d be running on pure adrenaline from the crowd’s energy, which boosts his confidence immeasurably, when he sees someone getting too handsy with them while they’re looking SUUUUUPER uncomfortable and trying to get away. He’d see red and stop mid-song to be all “Oi, wanker! Hands off my girl/man!” He’d start to blush the second he realizes what he just said, but the train’s already left the station, so he might as well blow the whistle. He’ll go off on a tirade about how disrespectful they were being to his love interest and that they’ve got another thing coming if they think he’s letting them get away with it. He’d then have the offending person removed from Spikemuth entirely (something he rarely does) while Team Yell keeps anyone else from getting too close to his love interest. He finishes his set while looking directly at them, though he does look away from time to time to give them a chance to slip away if they so choose; he’s happy but nervous when they don’t. After the set is finished, he hops off of the stage rather than walking off to the side like normal and asks his love interest if he can talk to them. He’s takes their hand and pulls them to a more secluded area so they can talk in private; he’s probably a bit more forceful than intended when leading them to said area because he really wants to get it all out before the last of his adrenaline and endorphin high can wear off since he’s kinda banking on it to help him through this. He’d take a deep breath and tell them how much he likes them and why: they’re nice, funny, interesting, easy on the eyes and he just feels more relaxed around them than most others outside of Marnie. He’d then ask them how they feel about him and his feelings about them. If he gets a positive response, he will ask them to be his s/o.

He could also do it in a less abrupt manner, but it would take A LOT longer to happen because the poor guy gets so down on himself all the time that he’d be convinced that his love interest could never actually return his feelings. They would likely have had to have formed some sort of friendship-type bond before this as well. Marnie will have to put her foot down and give him a pep-talk/lecture to get him to stop pining from afar and take the leap already. In this situation, he’d invite them to come hang out at his and Marnie’s place to watch a movie or some show they have a mutual interest in, something that they’ve done dozens of times before so they have no idea that anything is different this time around. Marnie won’t be there, but that’s normal since she’s busy with gym leader duties. At some point, he would either pause the movie or wait for a commercial to ask them if he can talk to them. From there, it goes about the same as the first scenario.

Now, as far as saying “I love you” to them, it would probably be a spur of the moment thing. They’ll do something that just makes his heart feel like it’s going to burst and he’ll think “Arceus, I love you so much….” Yeah, that wasn’t in his head like he thought it was…..

M arriage - Do they want to get married? How do they propose? What would the marriage be like?: It’s not really something he thought about much before; it just never really crossed his mind. But, after being with his s/o for a while, he’ll find himself thinking about it more and more. Sure, getting the government involved in one’s love life is weird when you really stop to think about it, but having the title of husband instead of boyfriend and them having the title of wife/husband instead of just girlfriend/boyfriend just starts to feel more and more special to him. He’ll talk to his s/o about his feelings on the matter and get their opinion on it. When he feels like his intentions and their feelings are clearly known, he’ll make his move. THIS is where the cheesy love song at the end of his set would come in. He already knows that they love him, and he knows their feelings on the subject of marriage, so he’s confident as hell and is chomping at the bit. Once the song is over, he’d pull them up on stage and pop the question. 

Depending on what he knows about them, he may present them with a ring or (as he would prefer) a choker that matches his; the chokers are a family thing, after all, and they would officially be family at that point. If he had gotten them a ring, it would either be a simple band with some sort of phrase that is special to them engraved in it, or a flashier ring with either a round cut or heart cut. The center stone would be his s/o’s favorite stone because it would be more personal and shows that he pays attention to that sort of thing, and because diamonds are a literal scam and everyone knows it (he may allow a few small diamonds to be used as accent stones if it looks better, but that’s for aesthetics and not because the ring is “supposed” to have diamonds in it). If he were to get a ring for himself as a symbol of their union, it would be a simple gold band with a special phrase and/or his s/o’s name engraved in it. While silver would match with his usual style far better, he would want the ring to clash because that would make it stand out more. He’d let his s/o pick what they want for their wedding ring if they choose to have one. Something that would appeal to him would be the idea of wedding ring tattoos instead of traditional rings. They’re more permanent, they’re less cumbersome, and they just fit his style more.

The wedding would mostly be up to his partner’s taste, but he would have a few requirements. 1) Marnie is the flower girl. 2) Obstagoon is the ring bearer if they use physical rings. If they get the tattoo rings, then they’ll just get the tattoos beforehand and kiss the other’s ring tattoo when they would normally exchange rings; Obstagoon will be his best pokeman in this case. 3) Team Yell is invited, but they’ve had the fear of Arceus put in them by him, so they’ll be on their best behavior. 4) No media. This is their night and no one other than the ones they want to have there have any right to be there. 5) He is absolutely going to want to have a say in the music that is played.

Bonus!  N icknames - What do they call their s/o?: He sticks almost exclusively with “love” as a nickname, but will give them other endearing nicknames that allude to some funny/embarrassing situation or inside joke over time, but he uses these more sparingly.  (Example: my grandma calls my grandpa (both on my dad’s side) “Bunny Butt” because once while camping she got drunk and pantsed him, and my mom said he had a “cute little bunny butt” because he’s a thin dude and I’m sure that particular area has never seen the sun in the 60 some odd years that the man has been alive so it had to be whiter than a real full moon.)

O n Cloud Nine - What are they like when they are in love? Is it obvious for others? How do they express their feelings?: This pasty mofo can’t hide his blush to save his damn life! When he’s in love, he’s blushing constantly whenever his love interest is around, or sometimes if they’re even just mentioned. When talking to them, he may stutter quite a bit too, which is something he never has trouble with otherwise. Also, he’s tugging on the ring on his choker constantly and avoiding eye contact. In short, he basically becomes a flustered pre-teen and you’d have to be dense not to know. His main way of showing his feelings is by paying really close attention to the things they say and do in order to find their likes, dislikes, things they need, things they’re going through and so on. He will use this information to make sure that any gifts he gives them (normal expected gifts like birthdays and holidays) are special and so that he can help them whenever he can. It will become pretty apparent that’s what he’s doing because why the hell else would he remember an offhanded remark about some random thing they said more than three months ago?

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L, M, and O for piers pls I’m so starved for the lanky emo boi

Fluff or nsfw?

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How about the NSFW alphabet, F, I, O, and M for Steven? Thanks :)

Woo! My first Ask on this blog and my first non-Piers post!

NSFW Alphabet: Steven Stone Pt. 1 

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual): He seems like the kind of guy who would like to be sitting in a chair, edge of the bed, or some other similar surface with his partner sitting on his lap while facing him. It’s a close and intimate position that is great for eye contact, or for having his female partner’s boobs in his face (which he would like a fair amount too) when he’s in that kind of mood.

 I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…) : He’s big on intimacy, which is why he likes the position listed above. Eye contact is a big turn on for him as is holding his partner close. He’s also fond of kissing during the act.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going): During the act, intimacy gets him going. To initiate it, say/do something smart or cleaver. He really likes having an intelligent partner, and displaying that intelligence is likely going to get his heart racing. Also, beg him with the human equivalent of Baby-Doll Eyes and he’ll make you cum until you feel like you can’t anymore.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc): He’s probably a fan of 69ing since both parties get to get off, and he likes that. If he had to choose between giving or receiving, he’s likely to prefer receiving. Also, whether he is giving or receiving, expect eye contact because there’s going to be plenty of that.

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Fluff Alphabet: Piers Pt. 1

F ight - Would they be easy to forgive their s/o? How are they fighting?: As long as you’re nice to Marnie, pokemon, and just in general not a shitty person, fights are going to be uncommon. Piers is an understanding and chill person, so things that would normally cause arguments in relationships tend to just roll off him like water off a Ducklett’s back. Even when fights happen, they rarely take more than a day to resolve. Also, fights are strictly verbal. He would never lay a hand on his s/o and he expects the same from them, though he’d probably forgive them if they did as long as it wasn’t severe. Just because he’d forgive it doesn’t make it right though.

G ratitude - How grateful are they in general? Are they aware of what their s/o is doing for them?: This man is a serial self-deprecator, so he doesn’t get why his s/o even bothers with him in the first place, despite their best efforts to explain it to him. Because of that, he is very thankful for the things they do for him, but he’s worried they’ll get tired of it and leave, so he tries to avoid it if he can. 

K iss - Are they a good kisser? What was the first kiss like?: I’m sure he’s had his fair share of experience, so he’s got a pretty good handle on what he’s doing. How he kisses depends on the situation. Out in public? Peck on the lips/cheek/forehead. No one else around? Prepare for a proper snogging. And Arceus help you if things get steamy; he’ll leave you breathless figuratively and literally. As far as the first kiss goes, that depends on the person he’s with; he likes to get a feel for their boundaries first. I feel like he would be a fan of the sneak attack because it’s so funny when the other person doesn’t expect it, but he’ll want to make sure they aren’t the type to get freaked out or upset before deciding if he’s going to go that route or not.

V alue - How important is the relationship to them? What is it’s worth in comparison to other things in their life?: Piers doesn’t trust easy, so if you’re in an actual long-term relationship with him, it means you’ve managed to sneak your way past his walls, and that makes your special to him. That being said, he’s not going to choose his s/o over Marnie, his pokemon, or his music. The last one is negotiable in that he can make any long tours relatively infrequent if it REALLY bothers his s/o THAT much, but he’s not going to give it up completely for them. The other two are a “my way or the highway” kind of deal; he’s not going to budge. You treat Marnie and his pokemon well, or this thing is going nowhere. His s/o does come before anything else aside from those three things though.

Y earning - How will they cope when they’re missing their partner?: Long phone calls are going to be a near daily thing. If he can’t be with his s/o, he at least needs to hear their voice. He also keeps a picture of them in his wallet. Not one of those overly synthetic professional pictures, but one of them doing something goofy and being themselves. He smiles every time he sees it. also, it’s going to serve as inspiration for some new songs (think Dear God, by Avenged Sevenfold), and that will keep him occupied enough that it won’t drive him crazy.

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Fluff Alphabet!

Inspired by the NSFW Alphabet by @fairy-tail-babes.

Feel free to use for your own writing Blogs!

A ctivities - What do they like to do with their s/o? How do they spend their free time with them?

B eauty - What do they admire about their s/o? What do they think is beautiful about them?

C omfort - How would they help their s/o when they feel down/have a panic attack etc.?

D reams - How do they picture their future with their s/o?

E qual - Are they the dominant one in the relationship, or rather passive?

F ight - Would they be easy to forgive their s/o? How are they fighting?

G ratitude - How grateful are they in general? Are they aware of what their s/o is doing for them?

H onesty - Do they have secrets they hide from their s/o? Or do they share everything?

I nspiration - Did their s/o change them somehow, or the other way around? Like trying out new things or helped them overcome personal problems?

J ealousy - Do they get jealous easily? How do they deal with it?

K iss - Are they a good kisser? What was the first kiss like?

L ove Confession - How would they confess to their s/o?

M arriage - Do they want to get married? How do they propose? What would the marriage be like?

N icknames - What do they call their s/o?

O n Cloud Nine - What are they like when they are in love? Is it obvious for others? How do they express their feelings?

P DA - Are they upfront about their relationship? Do they brag with their s/o in front of others? Or are they rather shy to kiss etc. when others are watching?

Q uirk - Some random ability they have that’s beneficial in a relationship.

R omance - How romantic are they? What would they do to make their s/o happy? Cliché or rather creative?

S upport - Are they helping their s/o achieve their goals? Do they believe in them?

T hrill - Do they need to try out new things to spice out your relationship? Or do they prefer a certain routine?

U nderstanding - How good do they know their partner? Are they empathetic?

V alue - How important is the relationship to them? What is it’s worth in comparison to other things in their life?

W ild Card - A random Fluff Headcanon.

X OXO - Are they very affectionate? Do they love to kiss and cuddle?

Y earning - How will they cope when they’re missing their partner?

Z eal - Are they willing to go to great lenghts for the relationship? If so, what kind of?

So: Send me a character and one/several letter(s) and let’s get started!

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NSFW Alphabet: Piers Pt. 1

I used a random letter generator for this. I hope to do them all eventually, but I’ll stick with these for now as a warm up. There is no limit for the number of letters I will do BTW.

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex): While he would like to just collapse next to his partner and pull them in close before sleeping, he want’s to make sure they’re both taken care of afterward. He’ll rest for a moment before going and cleaning himself up before bringing them something to get cleaned up with. If he’s up to it after all of that exertion, he might just pick them up and take them to the bathroom with him to speed up the process. Also, I think knows a lot about the subject. I don’t see hi trusting anyone else to give Marnie “the talk” properly, and he wanted to make sure she knew everything she needed in order to be safe, so he studied up and has utilized that knowledge in his own sex-life. Because of that, even if his partner thinks it’s weird, he’s going to insist that they pee before going to sleep (especially if they are female) because he’s read quite a bit about UTI’s and he doesn’t want his partner having to deal with that if there is a way to help avoid it.

(Seriously people, pee after sex, especially if you are a lady. UTI’s are no fun.)

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?): While he’s not the type to just sleep with anyone, he is a Gym Leader and a rock star, so he’s had his fair share. Also, as stated before, he learned A LOT of things in preparation for giving Marnie “the talk” and has utilized that knowledge quite effectively. He even learned more than he was planning on telling her about because a good dark-type always has a few tricks up his sleeve. 

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks): I think he’s more of a dominant person in the bedroom and really gets off on it. There are so many things that are out of his control in life that having something he is very much in control of really gets him going. He also really likes that his partner would trust him enough to take the more submissive role. He’s okay with being more submissive from time to time though, if his partner really wants.

Also, everything about this man screams “orgasm denial and over stimulation”! He’s a mischievous dark-type user for fuck sake! You think he’s not going to get off on driving his partner mad and having them BEG him just to let them cum already?

Something almost everyone is in agreement on is that this man probably has a thing for leather and studs. Also really likes his partner to wear a collar. He’ll like the collar in non-sexual situations too since he generally finds it aesthetically pleasing, but he really likes tugging his partner’s head up by it while having sex, especially if they’re trying to muffle their moans in the bed/whatever surface he has them on.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?): I’d say it’s pretty average. Whether he’ll have enough energy to act on it is another story. My poor boy needs to sleep!

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Ah, can’t beat the classics.

I couldn’t find a blank NSFW alphabet meme so :)

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex) B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s) C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person) D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs) E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?) F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual) G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc) H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.) I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…) J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon) K = Kink (One or more of their kinks) L = Location (Favourite places to do the do) M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going) N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs) O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc) P = Pace (Are they fats and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.) Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.) R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.) S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…) T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?) U = Unfair (how much they like to tease) V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make) W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice) X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words) Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?) Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

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Fluffy Piers Relationship Headcanons

1. Piers is the kind of person who likes looking after those he cares about. Honestly, he takes care of them way more than he takes care of himself.

2. It takes a fair amount of stubbornness and persistence to get him to just stop and let someone take care of him for once. The man doesn’t know how to handle it and will keep trying to shoehorn his way in. You’ll be cooking dinner, turn around for no more than a minute to attend to another part of the meal, turn back around and he’s over at the stove stirring whatever you had cooking. 

3. That being said, he LOVES having his hair played with so long as he didn’t have a show or something to attend. Getting his hair like that takes a lot of time and he doesn’t want it messed up. It also takes a lot of product, so it’s not pleasant to play with at that time anyway. If it is a more casual day where he doesn’t get his hair all done up, his hair is surprisingly soft. He knows he’s rough on his hair, so he takes care of it so it doesn’t get totally destroyed.

4. Also, with everything he has on his plate, his favorite thing to do with his s/o is to just relax, watch tv or a movie and have a nice cuddle. He loves to fall asleep with his s/o snuggled up to him. He doesn’t mind being the little spoon sometimes too, but his protective nature makes him prefer being wrapped around them rather  than having it be the other way around.

5. Whether he knows it or not, one of his biggest love languages is physical touch. I’ve seen it before and I agree 100%; this man is touch-starved! If you want him to feel loved, give him plenty of cuddles and pecks on the cheek, hold his hand and lean into him as you’re walking, things like that. 

6. He’s not into over the top PDA though, so no make out sessions in public, please. He’ll get embarrassed.

7. Being his s/o does not protect you from his playful teasing though, so hopefully you’re not easily offended. If you are, he’ll try to tone it down because he doesn’t want to hurt your feelings, but he really can’t thrive in a relationship like that. In fact, if you really want him to thrive, tease him back. Trust me, he’ll love it.

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