Pleasure and Pokegirls

It was a beautiful day in the Mountain League territories, the sun was shining, there was no clouds in the sky, and the shrill yell of a girl in trouble filled the air. To 18 year old Michael Kirishima it was a normal day, except for that last part. Pausing in his work, Michael listened carefully to his surroundings. The shrill yell happened again, echoing slightly off of the hills around him. This time he heard it correctly. Without a doubt, it was a girl in some sort of trouble. Not caring about wether it was a real yell for help by a distraught girl, or a feral Girl laying a trap, Michael ran towards the source of the yell, still holding the scythe he was using to cut the wheat for his uncle, in the direction of nearby woods. Coming to a clearing in the trees he couldn’t believe the sight before him.
In a pool of blood, there was a girl was laying on her side against a tree. Near her lay what Michael though must be the remains of a man, though not much was left of him. Standing over the poor girl, with their backs to him, was another Tamer and his girl, a Widow. This struck Michael as odd, since it was thought that nobody could tame a Widow and live. The Widow’s upper torso and limbs were coated in blood, it’s forlegs were ready to strike at the girl, probably with the order to kill the poor girl.
Without second thought, Michael jumped at the Widow’s back, raising the scythe and aiming at it’s neck. The blade sunk in deep and the Widow screamed in pain, lashing out with it’s limbs. Michael, now standing on the abdomen of the arachnid, twisted the blade, pushing it deeper into the girl’s neck. With a quick glance at the Tamer, Michael was surprised to see the Tamer smiling back at him. He was actually enjoying seeing his girl being killed. Bringing his attention back to the Widow, Michael gave the blade a quick flick of the wrist, cleanly slicing through the remaining tissue. With a dull thump, the Widow’s head fell to the ground, the body of the girl tottering to the side, causing Michael to jump off to the side to stop being trapped underneath the remains.
Wincing with pain as he hit the ground, Michael rolled onto all fours. Craning his neck, he looked about for the Widow’s Tamer, but the Tamer could not be seen anwyhere. Odd. Remembering why he was here, Michael got up and quickly ran over beside the blood soaked girl.
“Are you alright?” Michael asked softly, not wanting to scare the poor girl further. The girl looked up at the sound of his voice. Tears filled her deep blue eyes, she said nothing as she fainted, Michael catching her just before she hit the ground. Not knowing the extent of her injuries, Michael scooped the unconscious girl in his arms and ran back towards his uncle’s house.

Michael was not an extremely athletic person, but he made it to his uncle’s house in record time. As soon as he started running down the lane towards the small two story farmhouse, Michael noticed that he could not feel any heat coming from the girl in his arms. Taking this as a bad sign, he quickened his pace, nearly tearing the door off of it’s hinges as he busted into the house. Taking the stairs two at a time, Michael ran into his room and gently laid the girl onto his bed. Not caring about the blood staining the sheets, though a little voice in the back of his mind told him that his aunt would be furious, he covered the poor girl with his blankets. Placing his fingers on the girls exposed neck, Michael felt for a pulse, breathing a sigh of relief as he felt blood flowing under his fingers.
Now that the girl seemed to be out of danger, Michael headed to the bathroom to find some bandages and other medical supplies, as well as a basin with some warm water and a towel to clean off the blood.
Returning to the bedroom, Michael put the supplies on the bedside table. Pulling up a stool near the bed, Michael began the task of cleaning away the drying blood, and to assess the extent of the girl’s injuries. Dipping a corner of the towel into the basin, he started to wash away the blood on the girl’s face.
She’s very pretty, Michael thought to himself as he washed the girl’s face and neck. As the blood was washed away, Michael was shocked to see that the girl’s skin had a light blue hue to it, as well as her lips, which was a darker shade of blue, also she was getting colder to the touch. Oh no! Don’t die on me now!
Michael quickly placed his fingers to the girl’s neck, breathing a sigh of relief as he felt a pulse. That’s odd, he thought as he felt that she was indeed colder than before. Feeling once again for a pulse Michael was racking his brain for some kind of explanation. “What’s going on here?” He thought out loud. As he was about to check for a fourth time for a pulse, the girl’s eyes slowly opened.
“What happened? Were am I?” She asked, as she looked around at her surroundings. “Who are you?” She asked when her eyes fell upon Michael.
“Woah, take it easy!” Michael said as he gently laid her back down on the bed. “You were attacked. I rescued you from a Tamer and his Widow. I don’t know the extent of your injuries...”
“Where’s Randy?” The girl asked, looking desperately about the room. Michael gently eased her back onto the bed.
“Randy? You must mean that guy you were with. I’m afraid to say...he...he didn’t make it.” Michael told her.
Hearing this, the girl broke down and started to cry. Hating seeing girls cry, Michael moved closer to the bed to try to comfort the poor girl. He was surprised when she flung her arms around him and buried her head in his chest. Placing his arms gently around her, he held her close. They stayed together like this for a long time.
After what seemed like hours, the girl’s sobbing started to ease. “Thank you.” She whispered softly, barley audible.
Slowly breaking apart, Michael looked into the girls cool blue eyes. “Are you ok?”
Closing her eyes, she nodded silently.
“Are you hurt?” he asked, remembering all the blood he saw.
She shook her head slowly. “I’m alright.” she said, her voice as soft as a snowflake falling.
“Are you sure? You are covered in blood.” Michael said, looking down at her body, his eyes following her smooth curves. He shook his head to clear the thoughts that were entering his mind, This is not the time to be thinking of that!
The girl looked down at her own body, tears filling her eyes once more as images of the events that happened slowly began to come back to her. She shook her head to clear those images. Blinking the tears from her eyes, she looked at Michael. “It’s not mine. It must be my Tamers...” Her voice quavered at that last word. Randy was dead, and this guy saved her life. “Thank you for saving my life.”
“You don’t have to thank me. I’m not a hero, I did what anyone else would have done.” Michael replied, blushing slightly at being thanked in such a manner.
“What’s your name?” The girl asked.
“W-What?” Michael stuttered at the unexpected question.
“Your name? What is it?” She asked again.
“M-Michael. Michael Kirishima. What’s your’s?”
“Alicia.”
“Alicia,” Michael repeated. “What a beautiful name.” Now it was Alicia’s turn to blush. Michael looked at Alicia, his eyes meeting hers. They gazed deeply into each other’s eyes for a few minutes. Michael was the one who broke the stare. “A bath.” Michael said.
“What?”
“A bath.”Michael replied. “I, uh, I though that you might want to take a bath to wash off the rest of the blood from your body.” Michael felt the blood rushing to his cheeks once again. “I’ll go draw one for you.” With that he got up and went into the bathroom.

Within minutes Michael had a steaming bath ready for Alicia. He set some wash cloths and towels aside for her to use, as well as some scented soap, shampoo and a bath robe that he got from his aunt’s bathroom.
Michael was about to call Alicia, when he turned around and nearly knocked her over. “Your bath is ready.” Michael said, after clearing the lump from his throat.
“Thank you.” Alicia replied as she approached the tub. Michael watched her check the temperature of the water, finding it to her liking, she stood up and began to remove her clothes. Turning around, Michael quickly left the room, closing the door behind him.
He returned to the bedroom and began to clean up the mess. Looking at the blood caked sheets, he made a quick decision and collected the sheets together. Bringing them downstairs, he threw them into the trash bin.

Hearing the click of the door behind her, Alicia turned around to look at Michael, but was surprised to find that he wasn’t there. Funny, she thought, most guys would have probably stayed and watched a girl bathe, if not try and take advantage of a girl in this situation. But Michael’s different. Shrugging at the thought, she slipped off her underwear and stepped into the tub. She felt the head spreading through her body as she submerged herself in the warm water. A little warmer than I usually prefer, but it sure feels nice! She stretched her aching muscles, allowing the soothing heat of the water to ease her pain.
“Michael seems to be a pretty decent guy.” Looking over at the assortment of soaps, Alicia picked up a bottle of strawberry scented shampoo and squeezed a bit into the palm of her hand.

Having cleaned the blood off of his arms using the remaining water in the basin, Michael changed into a clean pair of sweat pants and a t-shirt, tossing his bloodstained clothing into the trash with his sheets. He was just fitting fresh sheets onto his bed when he heard the door to the bathroom open up behind him.
Michael turned around to look at Alicia, and his jaw dropped when he saw her standing there. She was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. Her shoulder length blue hair was still damp from the bath, he was still worried to see that her skin still had a blue hue to it. She had wrapped herself in his aunt’s bath robe, which was coincidentally blue also, but the color seemed to suit her somehow. It was then that he noticed her eyes. They were still the same shade of blue as before, but they seemed to be burning with an inner flame. “How was your bath?”
She didn’t answer him. Instead she undid the knot in the front of the robe, removing it from her shoulders, letting it fall to the ground. Michael’s eyes took in her whole body an inch at a time, from her slender shoulders, her firm breasts, her long legs, then back up to her crotch, with a triangle of blue hair just above the opening of her sex.
Blinking his eyes, he shook his head in an attempt to clear his mind.
“It’s rude to gape at a woman.” Alicia scolded him. “It’s even worse to stare!”
“S-Sorry..” Michael began to apologize, looking away.
“I like that in a man.”she continued, with a sexy tone in her voice. “ I like guys who take the time to appreciate the female form.” She began to walk towards Michael, causing him to fall back onto the bed. She leaned over him, her breasts brushing against his chest, she then kissed him deeply on the lips.
“A-Alicia? What are you doing?” Michael asked, gently pushing her away from him. She pushed him back, her strength surprising him, and planted another kiss on his lips. He pushed her away from him, causing her to trip and fall down onto the floor. Looking up at him, her eyes began to fill with tears.
“Don’t you like me?” She asked, her voice quavering as tears began to flow unchecked down her face. Seeing her begin to cry, Michael got off the bed and sat down beside her, putting an arm around her shoulders he pulled her close.
“Don’t cry.” he said. Placing his fingers under her chin, he raised her face to meet his. “ Of course I like you, you just shocked me, that’s all.”
“Are you sure?”
He hugged her closer. “Of course I’m sure. It’s just that with what just happened to you, I’m a little surprised this sudden change.” Brushing the hair from her eyes, he added,” You’re a very beautiful woman.”
Blushing deeply, Alicia looked up into Michael’s eyes. Slowly she reached up and pulled his face closer to her and kissed him again. This time Michael didn’t resist as he kissed her back, deeply and passionately. His hand slowly moved down to caress her breasts as they kissed, feeling her rock hard nipple under his fingertips, he gave it a delicate pinch. This caused her to moan in pleasure.
Taking the initiative, Alicia pushed Michael onto his back, kissing his neck with more passion. Nearly tearing his shirt in the process, she removed his shirt as she began to kiss and stroke his chest. Working her way down his body, she stopped at the waistband of his pants, looking up at him, she gave him a almost slutty look as she pulled down his pants, exposing his hardening member.
Taking a good look at it., it seemed to Michael as if she was studying it. Seeing that it was to her liking, she began to kiss and massage his cock, helping it to harden. Once it was hard, she took it into her mouth, causing a moan to come from above her. She began to move her head up and down his shaft. Michael ran his fingers through her hair, then moved it around to stroak her breasts, while his other hand moved down her body to fondle her ass. This stimulation caused Alicia to speed up her attention on Michael’s cock.
Reaching between her legs, Michael began to stroak her slit, feeling her juices flowing, she was definitely turned on. Parting the lips of her pussy, he began to stroak her clit, gently pinching it between his finger and thumb. This caused Alicia to moan in pleasure, as she worked feveriously on his hard cock. Placing his finger at the entrance of her love canal, he slowly inserted it into her cunt. With a moan of pleasure from Alicia, he inserted his finger deeper in to her, moving it in and out, he soon matched her rythym.
Feeling himself on the verge of coming, he gently pulled Alicia away from his cock, and lifting her off the ground, he carried her to the bed, laying her gently on her back. He then positioned himself between her open thighs and gently inserted his cock into her waiting pussy. Alicia moaned as he entered her and began to stroke her from the inside. He began pumping away, getting into a steady rhythm, causing Alicia to moan even louder as she rubbed her clit and massaged her breast, Michael massaging her other breast with his free hand. Within minutes they both climaxed together, Michael collapsing on top of her. Kissing her neck as they layed there together, his softening member still deep inside of her.
“T-That...was...wonderful!” Alicia gasped. “Randy never...tamed me...like...that...before!”
Michael looked at her in surprise. “‘Tamed’? You mean you’re a...”
“A pokegirl?” Replied Alicia, confused. “I thought that you knew!”
“No. I thought that you were a normal girl.” Michael replied. So that explains her blue skin! And I thought that she was just ill.
“You did?”
“Yeah. It never occurred to me that you were a pokegirl, although that does explain a few things.”
“Like what?”inquired Alicia.
Michael looked at her. “Well for starters, your blue skin. Also the fact that your body is cool to the touch.”
“Cool to the touch?” Alicia was puzzled. “Don’t you mean freezing?”
This time it was Michael’s turn to be puzzled. “Freezing? Your body is a little cool to touch, but it’s definitely not freezing.”
“Well, it should be.”
“Really? What type of pokegirl are you then?” Michael asked.
“You can’t tell? I’m an Icemaiden.”
“An Icemaiden?” Michael repeated.
“Yes.” To reinforce her words, Alicia reached up and placed her fingertips on the window, almost instantly frost began to form on the glass.
“If you’re that cold, why isn’t it affecting me?” Michael wondered.
“It must be a blood gift.” Alicia replied. “Otherwise in order to tame me, you’d either need a fire type pokegirl like a Growlie, or extremely hot conditions.”
“Hot conditions, like what?” For a 18 year old, he was looking like a child when it came to pokegirls.
“Like deserts, a volcano, hot baths...”Alicia began, suddenly realizing what she just said. “I guess that bath that you drew for me was a little too warm...”
“What?” Michael asked, but he realized what she just said. Her coming on to him was a biological reaction to the warmth of the bath. “So that’s why you came on to me...”
Alicia looked away ashamed. “I guess that was the reason...”
Michael turned her face back towards his own, looking deep into her eyes. “But that’s not why I continued.”
“Why did you then?”she asked.
He looked at her, then replied. “Because I was attracted to you. Because I wanted to.”
“So did I.” Michael gently kissed her on the forehead. “It wasn’t the water then, I was in control of my emotions. I wanted to.” She kissed him back.