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mostmouse · 2 years ago

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The One Blessed by Arceus (Ch. 8)

You help Professor Laventon while Adaman helps himself.

(Adaman x f!reader, explicit, 4,300 words, AO3)

It was a clear night, the crisp wind petting your cheeks as you made your way through the moonlit village. A few people were out and about, mostly guards patrolling. You rounded the small bridge and made your way to the pokemon sanctuary, waving to Professor Laventon as you approached the gate.

Hopping the sturdy wood fence, you called out to him as he met you halfway, research notes in his hands, “Hey Lav! What can I help you with?” He smiled, greeting you and trying to organize the multiple journals in his arms as well as various pens.

“Ah! My girl, I was actually hoping you could help me with the moon pokemon, I’d like to study the entire evolutionary line.” Professor Laventon was animated as he spoke, moving his arms and gesturing wildly around him.

You were lucky the full moon was out, and even though they weren’t at the Fabled Spring, the cleffa, clefairy, and clefable were all basking in the moonlight and leaping and dancing. You smiled at the sight, heart warming at their performance. Nodding along with him, you walked side by side as you made your way to the dancing pokemon.

“We’re lucky you’re so talented with the wild pokemon around here, even here in the sanctuary, they’re as docile as ever. Would you mind feeding some of them and interacting with them?” Professor Laventon was already sitting on the ground, choosing what notebooks to write in and gathering a pen and ink.

You smiled, happy to help and even happier to interact with the pokemon. You loved every one you caught, even if it was one of many. Settling in with the pink pokemon, you fished out some berries and treats. Holding them out you let them come to you and sniff them.

A cleffa crawled atop your head, resting there and humming. On one shoulder, a clefairy tugged herself up to hang on you, squealing as you laughed and hauled her up so she could sit comfortably. You heard a clefable approach from behind, his voice calling out to you as he leaned over you and the other pokemon.

Laughing delightedly, you tossed a treat up, the alpha clefable catching it and munching on it happily, loudly plopping down to join you and the others. You could hear Professor Laventon mumbling away, not quite able to make out his rushed words. You hoped you were doing it right, whatever ‘it’ was.

Setting down your bag, you held the cleffa’s back as you tilted your head up to the stars. “It’s so beautiful tonight, isn’t it?” The pokemon around you cried out, their melodious voices like tinkling crystals. You smiled softly, handing out a few more berries to the other cleffa and clefairy who snuck up to you.

You smiled as a few regular sized clefable walked up as well, choosing to sit and eat berries as they watched the sky along with you. “Do you ever miss where you’re from? Or are you happy here, where you live?” You couldn’t help the bitterness that sprouted inside you at your own question.

To your side, Professor Laventon looked up, watching you timidly as you talked with the pokemon. It seemed you were absorbed in your conversation with them as they chirped around you. Some pointed to the sky, then whispered in their own tongue, some of the others nodding.

You looked at the pokemon as they spoke, some voices sweet while some were sad. The clefable behind you put his small hands on your back, leaning forward so you could see him without turning around. He trilled calmly, pointing up at the sky and nodding, eyes closed. As you frowned, he opened his eyes once more, tapping your back quickly before squealing. He held his heart and then tapped against the dirt, animated expression watching you closely.

You smiled softly, turning so you could face him fully. “You miss where you’re from, but you’re happy to be here, too?” Professor Laventon listened closely, scrawling notes as fast as he could as he took in your interaction with the pokemon. How were you able to converse with them so freely, as if you spoke their language? He’d have to ask you after this entire session.

Selfishly, he also listened to your words, wondering what it was you were thinking. He was aware of the task given to you by Arceus, and knew that once that was completed, something big was bound to happen. He hated to even think of it, but he was terrified you’d ask Arceus to send you home, or maybe the pokemon would do it regardless of your choice. Were you only ever meant to be here temporarily?

Shaking himself of his thoughts, he went back to eavesdropping, eyes never leaving you and the clefable. “What makes you so happy to be here, rather than where you’re from? Did you have family there, were you separated from them?” You knew your questions were boarding a little unrealistic and complex for a conversation with a pokemon, but you couldn’t help yourself.

The clefable frowned, holding his hands to his cheeks, eyes closed in thought as he tilted his head side to side. Finally, he opened his eyes, sad gaze looking up to the moon. He sighed heavily, then nodded. However, the other cleffa and clefairy came up to him, jumping across his lap and crawling atop him. Clefable danced all around him, chirping and singing. He clapped his little hands, reaching towards you and holding yours tight.

You slowly smiled, letting him pull you up as the clefairy on your shoulder and cleffa on your head bounced off quickly. Laughing, you let the alpha pokemon pull you into their dance, the pokemon jumping all around you as the large clefable spun you around. You felt the bitterness inside you subside, instead enjoying yourself in the moment.

It wasn’t as if you could change what might happen once you met Arceus again, or maybe you would be able to. Only time would tell. With that thought flitting through your head, you smiled forlornly, wishing you had the Diamond Clan leader with you, experiencing all this as well. You supposed you could bring him another full moon.

Professor Laventon was speechless as he watched the show in front of him. You were pulled up into the clefable’s arms as he bounced around, crying out with all the other pokemon as well. Some rifled through your satchel for other treats, and he was thankful you only brought safe edible items.

The night wore on, the bright moon never once obscured by a single cloud. You had broken away from the alpha clefable, instead sitting on the ground as other pokemon mingled, including other species. You laughed warmly, happy and content to be surrounded by pokemon. It was second nature to you, to be around pokemon of any and all types. You were glad, deep down, that Arceus had chosen you to come here. It broke your heart to see all these people terrified of pokemon.

Pokemon were your friends, helpers, team, and partners. You had participated in contests, battles, gym competitions… Everything you did you had done with your pokemon. Even though there wasn’t much structure to this world, you were able to show people that pokemon could be trusted and partnered with. You also delighted in watching people fall in love with pokemon, recruiting them to help or to just keep them company.

You thought once more of Adaman, of how he held all your views at a cautious arm’s length when you first met. How you helped him understand wild pokemon, and how the two of you battled with your own pokemon. You knew he had experiences with pokemon he hadn’t yet told you about - you were positive the scars on his arm were from such an event. But you understood that he’d tell you in time.

Looking back over at Professor Laventon before you became lost in your thoughts about your beloved, you called out to him, “Got all you need? Anything you want me to do in particular?” He looked up, confused look on his face, tilting his head. With a laugh you repeated yourself, starting to get up and brush the dirt off you.

The pokemon around you stirred as well, some having fallen asleep while the others were relaxing with you. “Oh! Yes, actually. Could you give them this and see what happens?” He handed you something wrapped in a cloth, excited look on his face as he stayed seated.

Unwrapping it, you laughed softly, holding the moon stone up in the moonlight. “Yeah, we’ll see if any of them want to interact with it.” As you turned around, Professor Laventon tilted his head, confused by your words and flipping to a clean page as he prepared to write more. Your interactions so far this evening had given him more than enough information, he was thrilled to rewrite the messy pages back in his office soon.

Walking back up to the pink pokemon, you held out the stone before setting it down in the dirt. “I’m sure you all know what this is. If any of you would like to evolve, or feel you’re ready for it, please feel free to use this moon stone.” Stepping back, you smiled softly as a few clefairy stepped forward, tilting their heads.

You recognized the cleffa that had been cuddling with you approached it as well. Laughing, you picked her up, holding her in your arms. “Sorry little one, you can’t use it yet.” Giggling as she squirmed and pouted, you kissed the top of her head, small horns touching your cheeks, “This is just for the older ones. Don’t worry, you'll grow up soon enough.”

Professor Laventon watched carefully as a small amount of clefairy started to sing and dance in the moonlight around the moon stone. It glinted softly, soon glowing brightly as the clefairy were enveloped in a bright light as well. Closing your eyes contentedly, you waited for the static in the air to die down before looking once again.

In the small circle now stood clefable, cheering as the other clefairy and cleffa danced around them. The clefable who had already been evolved grabbed the hands of their newly evolved siblings and led them in a jubilant dance. You laughed, letting the little cleffa go and join her family as they sang and danced together.

Making your way back over to the man scribbling notes at a pace that had you worried for the paper, you knelt down. “Whatcha think, Lav. Got some good research for the pokedex?” Smiling, you watched as he paid you no mind, off in his own world as his eyes flicked up from the pokemon to his journal.

Peeking over his shoulder, you scrunched your face in thought, trying to make out his shorthand. However, it must’ve been his own code, nothing on the pages making any sense to you. Sitting back on your bottom, you relaxed until he was done, counting the stars you could see in the sky. Rolling your shoulders and stretching your neck, you wondered what time it was.

Finally, Professor Laventon came back to his senses, looking confused before facing you and yelping. “When did you get there?” Laughing, you watched as he smiled too, shaking his head. “I get so lost in these notes of mine. I’m excited to go back and decipher them all.”

Standing up, he offered you a hand. Taking it gratefully, you let him pull you up, the two of you stretching tall and popping your joints. “Think you’ve gotten enough to decide these cool dudes are officially discovered?” Walking back towards the gate, you fondly looked back and watched as the pokemon danced and danced.

“Ah, my girl, I do believe so. I’ve gotten invaluable research tonight, and it’s all thanks to you.” He let you go first before turning and fastening the lock once more, “Seeing you interact with pokemon is astounding. Thank you so much for staying by my side throughout this journey.”

You laughed good naturedly, tossing an arm up over his shoulders as you both yawned widely. “Please, we’re friends, Lav. I’d do anything for you, you know that.” He smiled gratefully, body suddenly weary as he looked up towards the sky. Imitating him, you winced, “It’s gonna be a late morning for us, huh?”

He laughed tiredly, patting your back as you approached the Galaxy Team barracks. “Yes, it most certainly will be. I hope nobody comes to bother us until well past noon.” Going towards your respective doors, he called out to you, “Have a goodnight, my girl! I’ll update you as soon as I can about my notes.”

You smiled tiredly, waving to him and wishing him a goodnight as well as you went inside your small barrack room. Kicking off your shoes and outer clothing, you fell heavily onto your futon and passed out.

The next morning was lit brightly as the sun shone over the Crimson Mirelands. Adaman was walking alongside his Leafeon, admiring his home as he surveyed the lands. It was about to begin the rainy season, and he wanted to make sure there weren’t any problematic dams or fallen trees and rocks that could hinder the land or his clan’s settlement.

Working together with his pokemon, he cleared out some fallen and decaying trees and cracked heavy stones that blocked rivers. Apologizing to some of the wild pokemon he disturbed, he made his way across the land. He had plans to come see you soon, perhaps even that evening. You had said you were going back to Jubilife Village for a day or so to help with Professor Laventon.

He was looking forward to hearing about what the two of you had done together, he was excited for the pokedex to be completed as well. Smiling, he watched as the wild pokemon around him went about their business, some coming up close to him and sniffing him out. Laughing softly, he called out to his Leafeon, making his way to the Cobalt Coastlands.

Surely you’d be there tonight, or at the very least in the morning. He wanted to hear about everything you had gotten up to while you were apart. It wasn’t often he wasn’t with you, but when you were away, he found himself thinking of you constantly.

He was sure he was in love with you, hopelessly. He wanted to scream it from the mountain tops, wanted to go to the center of Lake Valor and scream so loudly the echoes would inform all of Hisui how he felt. But of course, he couldn’t. Not until he was sure what your future looked like, what his looked like with you. Ever since he voiced his fears to Meli, he couldn’t help but obsess over the fact you could leave this place, leave him.

It wasn’t fair for him to ask you to stay, but he hoped you would. That he would be a deciding factor and that you’d want to stay and be with him. But neither of you knew what your actual life had really been like. You could remember your pokemon, some family, and where you were from - but the interpersonal details of your life were still a blur.

Shaking his head, he slapped his cheeks. “Lighten up! You can’t worry about the future. You can only meet tomorrow with her… You can’t control what’s going to happen.” Stopping, he sighed, looking at his shoes. Groaning aloud, he looked towards Leafeon, “What’re we gonna do if she leaves us?”

Leafeon whined, lowering his head and pawing at the grass. Adaman sighed again, leaning down and letting his partner jump into his arms. “I know, I hope she stays too. Let’s pray to Mighty Dialga that everything will come to pass in time and be okay.” Leafeon trilled, his tail fluttering in the wind.

It was sunset by the time Adaman made it to your homestead in the Cobalt Coastlands, nearly dusk, even. He couldn’t see any lights on inside, your pokemon relaxing around the cabin comfortably. As they heard him approach, they growled and got up. Realizing it was only Adaman, they calmed down just as quickly, his Leafeon jumping in the air and crying out before sprinting to meet up with your pokemon.

He smiled as his partner played with your team, a few joining in and chasing him as the rest watched contentedly, calling out as they all ran past each other joyously. Laughing softly, he hoisted himself up onto your porch from the side, looking out towards the sunset on the water. He’d have to check with Iscan if the tides tended to swell in the rainy season, not yet being overly familiar with the weather patterns in this part of the region.

Letting himself inside, he smiled at the homely feeling. Your home was feeling almost more like home to him than his own settlement did. He knew it was because he was madly in love with you, that being with you brought him the sort of comfort and safety he never knew he could feel. Even if you weren’t there at the moment, he could feel your presence around him, welcoming him home.

Letting his hair down, he tugged off his haori and top, throwing them on the table as he shook out his messy hair. He’d have to get you back in the spring for a soak when you got there. Stiffening slightly, he thought back to your shared bath a few weeks ago. His cheeks warmed up as he cleared his throat.

Looking around almost suspiciously, he swallowed thickly. Surely your pokemon would make a fuss when you approached, and he’d hear your gyarados as well, she wasn’t exactly quiet. Nibbling on his lip he slinked off to your bedroom, looking at your neatly made bed and simple dresser.

He whined in the back of this throat, excitement pooling in his belly. He shouldn’t be thinking of you that way, especially since he respected and loved you so much. You deserved more than some filthy fantasy in his head, by Mighty Dialga, you two weren’t even married yet!

However, with all that in his head, he still couldn’t help himself as he approached your dresser, opening that familiar drawer and bashfully looking at your clean panties. He whined in the back of his throat, hand tentatively reaching in and stroking the soft fabric. Looking around again, he whipped his head back and forth before swallowing thickly and grabbing a pair that caught his eye.

He felt his heart rate pick up as he thought about what he was doing, but the constant tension he felt when he was both with you and away from you was becoming overwhelming. He wanted to take you up on your offer of doing handsy things, but he couldn’t bring himself to actually do so.

Wanting your first time together to be special held him back from advances with you, but it did nothing for his imagination. Seeing you bare during your bath had ruined his fantasies completely, he knew what your body looked like, every freckle and mole, how your tattoos wound around your limbs and torso… His imagination was as vivid and explicit as ever.

Clapping a hand over his mouth, he whimpered aloud. You were perfect, every part of you was mouthwatering. He felt his heart pound in his head, mouth watering as he pictured you once more, being a familiar figure in every thought, every fantasy, he had recently.

Clenching your panties tightly in his fist, he stripped himself down completely before crawling into your futon. He brought the sheets up to his face, burying himself in your pillows and scent. Sighing contentedly, he ghosted his hand over his throbbing cock, hard and hot against his thigh. Whimpering, he draped your clean panties over himself, stroking himself through the thin fabric.

You were so perfect to him, in every way possible. Every imperfection or some other thing you didn’t like about yourself… He quite simply couldn’t see it. You were a blessing in his life, he adored you more than anything else in the world.

“Ahh~” He couldn’t help but sigh and pant as he stroked himself, tugging your panties to the base of his cock as he rubbed the tip. He was making a mess, wetness covering his palm as he moaned softly. He hoped you wouldn’t be on your way soon, or perhaps if you were, you could help him with his frustration and tension.

Moaning loudly, he imagined you coming home, seeing him pressed into your sheets and getting off onto your clean panties. He wrapped his hand around himself, sharply inhaling as he surrounded himself in your scent. Whispering your name, he started stroking himself faster, gasping softly.

Adaman flipped onto his back, bucking his hips as he closed his eyes tightly. He imagined you there with him, pressed to his side as your soft warm body moved over him. You’d offer to help him with that wolfish grin you had every now and then, your eyes lustful and drinking him in, as he had so often caught you doing when you thought he wouldn’t notice.

“Fuck!” He tossed his arm over his eyes, gasping and moaning. You’d kiss across his chest, licking and biting him as your hand would replace his. It would be softer and smaller than his, not covered in tough skin and calluses. You’d tease him more as well, barely touching him and ghosting your fingertips along his cock.

Biting his lip, he groaned deep in his chest. Maybe you’d slip under the sheets and kiss him down there, too. Blushing hotly, he moaned, the sound coming out as more of a whimper. He hadn’t ever thought about someone kissing him there, not until the countless times you had been staring and licking your lips.

He cried out, picturing your cute tongue swirling around his flushed tip, tongue licking up his mess from his arousal. Would you take him into your mouth? Could you slip all of him inside, until he reached your throat? “D-Damn it- ahhh~” He wondered what it would feel like, your tongue playing with his cock like you did with his own tongue.

His hand tightened, your panties damp with sweat and arousal at the base of his cock, pressed tight to his coarse bush. He pulled at his messy hair, crying out as he felt himself get closer. Gritting his teeth, he squeezed the base of his shaft tightly, trying to stop himself from climaxing - he didn’t want to make a mess in your bed, he was sure you’d notice that.

Panting, he moaned as he rose to his knees, shuddering at the cool air as the blanket fell down his back. He faced your pillow, hazy eyes unfocused as he resumed his quick pace. Tossing his head back, he cried out, fantasy shifting now to your breasts pressed against his back as you reached around and touched him.

You’d say such filthy things in his ears, overwhelming his mind as well as his body. Maybe you’d call him naughty, call him dirty for touching himself in your home while you weren’t there, soiling your panties without a care in the world. Whimpering, he spread his legs just a bit wider, conjuring you in his mind, sucking him off in front of him.

Panting, he could practically see you on your knees, or maybe your tummy. Your ass on display for him to smack, your back exposed so he could scratch you. Considering whenever he accidently pulled your hair while putting it up, you seemed flustered… He was sure could pull your hair while you licked his cock, surely that would get you as excited as he was.

“Fuck!” He gasped loudly, moaning as he felt himself orgasm, other hand quickly grabbing your panties as he blew his load all over them. Wanton noises left his full lips, head falling forward as he stared at himself, hand moving slowly and working himself tightly. Every aftershock had his body rattling, moaning softly as he spilled himself all over your intimates.

Catching his breath, he felt his hips tremble and jerk forward less and less, the euphoria of his climax clouding his mind still. Trying to clean up his mess with your sticky panties, he finally fell forward onto his side, sweaty damp body lying on your sheets and his flushed face in your pillow.

Turning so he faced your ceiling, he slowly felt himself coming back down to his body. Letting his eyes flutter closed, he fought off the feelings of embarrassment and humiliation, instead thinking of how delighted you’d surely be at finding him like this.

You wanted him so badly it was almost comical. Surely if you found him in such a prone position, you’d have to hold yourself back from pouncing on him. Laughing breathlessly, he opened his eyes once more, feeling himself calm down and feel more content and safe in his skin. You wouldn’t be mad at him, you might tease him, but you would be thrilled with his actions.

Swallowing thickly, he hauled himself up, scratching the back of his head. Getting up, he slipped his own shorts back on, hiding your soiled panties in the pocket of his pants. Opening up the windows in your room, he cautioned a peek outside, seeing his Leafeon sleeping with your other pokemon. Glancing around the area the best he could, he couldn’t spot your gyarados in the skies, either.

Sighing to himself, he went back to your futon, crawling in and bringing the blankets up to his jaw. Snuggling within them, he huffed in laughter at the scent of himself as well as your own. Licking his lips, he nuzzled your pillow, falling into a content sleep. His breathing evened out, pleasant dreams of the two of you being married and talking about starting a family as the rest of the clan celebrated you danced within his mind, a small smile on his lips.

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mostmouse · 2 years ago

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The One Chosen by Arceus

Chapter 6, Adaman x F!Reader (suggestive, 6,600 words)

You and Adaman enjoy a cozy night in.

The sounds of dishes and laughter surrounded both you and Adaman. He had come over shortly after you returned from the Alabaster Icelands, and part of you wondered if he was keeping track of you. You hadn’t had time to dwell on it however, as he had come bearing gifts - a recipe book he had been working on during his time as a student with Beni.

The cookbook was set up against the wall, the two of you collecting what you needed and standing side by side preparing the meal. You had worked previously to make noodles, and you couldn’t help how excited you were to finish and try everything. Adaman grinned next to you, bumping you with his hip, “C’mon, don’t let me catch you drooling in the food, you gotta be patient.”

You whined playfully, “It smells so good! I can’t believe you’ve studied with Beni enough to make a little cookbook! And you’re insanely good as a teacher, too!” You hummed happily, leaning over and breaching his personal space to sniff what he was working on. “It smells amazing… I’m so excited for it to be done already!”

The Diamond Clan leader laughed next to you, continuing to whisk the sauce before adding in more spices and oil. “No patience with you… You wouldn’t last two minutes in a lesson with Beni.” At that, the two of you bumped each other, grinning and snickering. Adaman had regaled you with somewhat unbelievable stories of studying with older man.

Apparently the two of them would forage for the ingredients, prepare some aspects of the meal, sit and have tea, finish preparing, and begin cooking. However, Beni apparently had strict rules while sharing his kitchen.

Adaman’s hair had to be tied back into a tight bun - understandable. He couldn’t wear his haori - understandable. No bindings on his arm and hands - odd, but understandable. He had to learn how to cut and prepare vegetables, roots, fruits, and berries while blindfolded, apparently to ‘feel’ the ingredients - dangerous, not exactly understandable. But worse of all, Adaman said, was that he had to watch Beni serve up all the food he had made and only let him have a tiny bit of it.

In the beginning it wasn’t so bad, since they hadn’t been masterpieces, but once he was really getting good at it in the months after the red sky, it became more and more painful to not be able to chow down on as much as he wanted. However, it had been an ego boost to see the people of Jubilife Village enjoy his creations with enthusiasm.

After learning and mastering some different dishes from Beni, Adaman had headed straight back to the Diamond settlement to teach everyone there. He, of course, didn’t adhere to some of the more bizarre rules Beni had enforced, but he was thankful for the lessons all the same, as it also taught him patience in the process of preparing food. Not to mention, he was incredibly talented with a knife now.

You were almost jealous watching him expertly cut up the materials, dicing and mincing as if it were second nature. He had yet to hurt himself as well. You couldn’t help the affection swelling in your heart, your partner was talented in so many ways you couldn’t hope to count them all. Smiling, you hummed quietly and continued your portion of the meal prepping.

Adaman had shown you how to shuck, husk, and peel apart a variety of produce and veggies, showing you how to utilize the side of the knife as well as the blade. You were thankful for his guidance, but had loved how he stood behind you, pressed tight to your back to show you. With your average knowledge from your time as well, you had thought it would be easier than it was.

However, to your disappointment, new aged foods were somehow softer and easier to work with, not to mention all the preprocessing they went through. You had to do a lot more work than you thought with the fruit and veg of this time. You had realized after his presentation, that your signature dish of stew could probably be a lot better. You had also realized that you had a new fear that your friends were only acting like they loved your food. You resolved to do better and knock their socks off the next time they came around.

Blinking your inner monologue away, you peered over at Adaman to see how he was doing. He was responsible for preparing the meat and sauce for tonight's meal. You hopped on the tips of your toes, unable to contain your excitement. It wasn’t the first time Adaman had made dinner for you, but it was the first time the two of you were doing it together.

You couldn’t help as the warmth of domestic intimacy flooded your body. You could see you and Adaman doing this every night, spending time together, preparing dinner, relaxing afterwards, then bathing and sleeping together. You smiled dreamily, humming louder.

Adaman turned slightly, watching you as you got lost in your own world, and smiled gently. You had enraptured his heart, the source of all his thoughts and dreams. There wasn’t a moment that went by in his life now that he didn’t think of you, either directly or just idly. Sighing contentedly, he moved to drop the fish into the pan of oil, frying it while he finished the sauce, moving it to a smaller bowl for easy use.

He admired your work while you grinned proudly. “Hey, this looks good! Thank you so much for helping.” Kissing your forehead, he collected your ingredients, placing them in another pan with less oil. Dumping in some of the excess sauce, he tossed them around a little. You leaned over the counter, openly admiring him with a lovestruck look on your face.

Catching your eye, Adaman blushed slightly, smirking as he made more of a show with his maneuvers. He wasn’t worried about losing any of it, or spilling it all as he worked. He had shown off plenty in the settlement, making all his mistakes there surrounded by his people. No, this show was to impress you, to make you fall in love with him, to realize how amazing it was to be here with him.

The seed of doubt that he had spoken aloud to Melli still haunted him. Once he had returned to his home, he had crafted a plan to make you stay in Hisui. He would love bomb you, show you how amazing everything was, how amazing he was, and how terrific the land was. You had explored every part of Hisui within close range, had gotten to know the people, and had begun a relationship with him.

Adaman needed you to stay when the time came, he needed you to choose him wholeheartedly, without a regret in your heart. With new resolve in his soul, he tilted his head towards you, “Could you hand me the noodles, please?” Watching you blink rapidly, he laughed, your cheeks warming at being caught up in his striking performance.

Grabbing the last ingredients, you held them in the bowl, “Can I put them in?” Smiling gently, he nodded. Easing the pan down, you dumped it over, pulling on the stuck strands so they all made it in. You laughed, resting your head on his shoulder as he used chopsticks to stir everything together. “It smells amazing… I can’t wait! Want me to flip the fish?”

The both of you looked towards the other pan before looking at each other again, Adaman smiled down at you, warmth in his brown eyes, “That would be great, thank you. Make sure you shake the pan up a little, in case the fish is stuck to the bottom.” You nodded, determined to not ruin the main part of the meal.

Once you had a hold of the handle, you looked over to your partner, “Like this?” You shifted it gently in your hands. Adaman smiled, motioning to his own pan.

“Here, watch me.” He gently shook the pan, the food curling up on the edges as he did so. You nodded, serious gaze now directed down at your own pan before imitating him. The fish slid easily, and Adaman inwardly sighed in relief. You looked up at him again, stars in your eyes and fist clenched.

“It's perfect!” Laughing together, he showed you how to pick it up and move it, how to be gentle with it so it didn’t fall apart. Once his demonstration was done, you easily picked it up and finished the dish. “You’re an amazing teacher, Adaman. Thank you for being so kind and patient with me. It means a lot to me.”

Your soft and genuine praise had his face on fire. Smiling, he leaned down to kiss your forehead, but you leaned up a bit higher and caught his lips in a gentle kiss. Breaking away, staying nose to nose, you simply watched each other's eyes, admiring each other. Leaning up, giving him another chaste peck, you pulled away and began setting the fish out on a plate.

Watching you still with a warmed chocolate gaze, Adaman watched you move. Sighing happily, he moved his own pan, finishing up the dish before plating it as well. He couldn’t deny the scent was absolutely mouthwatering. Licking his lips, he grabbed both his dish and the dish with the fish on it, and moved towards the sitting area.

As he moved away, you grabbed some smaller dishes for the two of you as well as some wine and water. Giddily, you followed after him, sitting beside him and setting everything down for the two of you. Bumping shoulders, the two of you served yourselves and chowed down.

You couldn’t help but moan aloud, ignoring Adaman’s blush, “This is so good! Oh my gosh… It’s amazing! Adaman!~” You happily slurped noodles, grabbing bits of veg and fish to quickly shove into your mouth as well.

Adaman sat stiffly, nodding robotically as he listened to your praises. If you were aware of the delicate sounds you were making, you paid them no mind as you wolfed down the meal. Finally relaxing, laughing sheepishly, Adaman also took a bite of his meal. Eyes widening, he exclaimed with a mouth full, “You’re right! Almighty Sinnoh… It's better than I thought it would be.”

You hummed happily next to him, speaking through your own cheeks full of food, “It’s cause it was made with love! We did an extra good job on it.” Your cheeks were flushed in pleasure, the food warming and filling your belly. Next to you, Adaman smiled gently.

“Made with love…” He pondered it, slowing down a bit and eating more carefully. He thought about everything the two of you did together. How you traveled across Hisui, battled, foraged, and swam in the ocean. Everything you two did, you did with love. Smiling in a love struck way, he rested his head on your shoulder, taking a moment to close his eyes.

You sighed happily, eating more carefully so that you didn’t jostle him too much. “So good… Are we gonna make everything in the book?” You felt him nod against you, quietly adding that his lessons with Beni weren’t completed, that he’d soon have even more dishes for the two of you to try and make together. You wiggled in your spot slightly, “I can’t wait! I’m gonna try all the new techniques you showed me with my stew too, I bet it’ll taste even better now!”

Sitting back up, he moved to sit on his rear instead of on his legs, stretching as he added more food to his plate. “I’m sure it’ll be divine, it’s already really good. You making that with different ingredients every time made me want to learn from Beni.” He kept the other reason to himself, that he wanted you to feel provided for by him as well. After all, every good husband should be able to care for their wife and children.

Blush racing down his neck and up to his ears had him coughing slightly, tapping his chest. He mentally admonished himself, it was much too early to be thinking about children with you. But he also couldn’t help it. Every moment he spent with the kids in the settlement, or with Sabi, had him imagining his own little pack with you. He hoped you’d be up to the idea of multiple children. He couldn’t help himself, growing up with just him - and then Mai and soon Melli, had him hoping to surround himself with his own children to love and fawn over him and vice versa.

He wished he could bring it up to you, but he didn’t want to feel like he was trapping you, or moving too fast. Sighing a bit dejectedly, he brought more food to his mouth before looking over at you. You were lost in your own world again, this time swaying in your spot, face perfectly happy as you ate dinner.

Adaman couldn’t help the pride that settled within him at that. He knew, no matter what the future held for the two of you, that you would face it together. If you two did end up marrying, and having children, he would provide for all of you to the best of his ability. He knew his clan would be thrilled as well, the moment he turned 18, they had all begun harassing him to marry, to have heirs who could potentially lead the clan.

Back then he couldn’t have cared less, turning down invites from other clan mates, proclamations of love, and hiding out in the Coronet Highlands with Melli or the Obsidian Fieldlands with Mai. Who could have known that after so long, he’d found himself a suitable partner. Smiling, he polished off another bowl. Sitting back, he sighed contentedly, rubbing his tummy with one hand. He heard you laugh, opening one eye to look at you.

You were grinning, gaze playful as you continued to eat. He watched as you filled your bowl, moving to sit on your bottom as well and scooted to be closer to him. Humming, he rested his cheek on your shoulder blade, body twisting to curve around you slightly. “You’re perfect, you know that? I feel like I could search all across Hisui and never find anyone who could hold a candle to you.”

You bit your lip, his genuine tone stopping you from countering with a joke. Instead, you placed your chopsticks down, holding his knee and stroking your fingers across his clothed skin. “I feel the same about you, Adaman. I don’t think there was anyone quite like you before I came here.”

Your soft admission had his heart pounding. Mentally, he reaffirmed himself in his original plan, to make you realize how happy you’d be in Hisui if Almighty Arceus gave you the option to go back to your own time. He wouldn’t let you slip through his fingers. Turning his face, he kissed your exposed shoulder softly before biting you loosely.

You squealed in his barely there hold, hand tightening your grip as you moved to hold his thigh. “You’re bad! I’m not even done with dinner!” He laughed softly, hot breath puffing over your skin.

“I just can’t help myself when I’m with you, what can I say?” His unapologetic tone had you giggling again, hand stroking his leg softly before returning to your bowl.

“Naughty man. After this you know we have to clean up?” Goaning comically loud behind you, the Diamond Clan leader flopped onto his back. “I know, I know. It's the worst part. But at least with a fridge, we can safely store all the leftovers!”

With a small ‘oh’ behind you, you quickly resumed wolfing down your delectable meal. You were relieved to have rotoms here, especially with the machinery that the Ginkgo Guild provided you with. Well, after you paid them ridiculous sums of money. You turned slightly, loudly slurping noodles as you admired Adaman’s prone body.

Even if he was splayed out, body relaxed with his eyes closed, you knew it was a trap. His strength was admirable, the control in which he exerted himself was something that never failed to make you hot under the collar. You had watched him forge tools in his settlement, lift children above his head, even the older ones, not to mention how he pulled much more than his own weight around his homestead.

Licking your lips, you continued to openly leer at his mostly clothed body, the only thing missing being his bulky haori. You smiled, watching his chest fall up and down as he relaxed, letting his food settle. Polishing off your bowl, you set it down before sidling up next to him, resting your head on his chest and bringing one of his legs between your own.

“I love spending time like this… Not a care in the world, not a rampaging nobel on the backs of our minds… Nothing at all, just us… Living in the moment.” Your words were dreamy, humming happily as one of his arms came to rest against your back, rubbing softly. “Let’s just lay here, yeah?”

He smiled at your sleepy tone, “Filled up and ready to sleep, my little snorlax?” You slapped his chest, laughing.

“‘Little’ snorlax? There’s no such thing!” The two of you laughed, laying there for a while longer in comfortable relaxation.

Feeling your partner move under you, you whined, holding onto his leg between your thighs tightly. He couldn’t deny he loved feeling the power in them, naughty thoughts bouncing around in his head. With a shaky laugh, he pulled away from you, his hands easily spreading your legs and slipping his own out. Ignoring all the other situations where he could be parting your thighs, he stood up and stretched.

“We’ve got to put everything away and clean up. C’mon, I know you still have the energy for it.” He held out his hands for you, and you pouted as you let him pull you up. “After this we can bathe, doesn’t that sound nice? I’m sure we could get your rapidash to warm the water for us.”

You grinned, pep in your step once more. You had used your pokemon to make a man made hot spring a ways from your home. After showing it to Iscan and Palina, you had made one by Iscan’s home as well. Explaining to her growlithe how to heat the water, you had left them to their own devices.

Filling it with fresh water was never a problem either, and soon enough, you had your own little personal hot spring. You had tried different additives to the water as well to make it seem more enriching, but you had yet to nail down something solid.

Moving about the kitchen with Adaman, you bashfully looked up at him. “So… You said ‘we’ could bathe… Does that mean you’d like to bathe together, or still just stay seperate?” Your words echoed in his head as he worked to clean the kitchen.

Mulling it over, you cut off his train of thoughts, “It’s okay if you don’t want to. I understand it’s a big step for us. I won’t be mad if you don’t want to, or if you decide not to once we get to the spring. I want whatever you’re comfortable with.” He pursed his lips in a tight line, still not facing you.

He had brought up once that you always deferred to what he wanted, if he was in the mood for something, or what he thought was appropriate. Asking you why you never said what you wanted, you had been bashful and didn’t meet his eye. Once he finally cornered you, holding your face and forcing you to look at him, you had admitted with a heavy blush and half lidded eyes that you were ready. Ready for anything, whatever he wanted to do with you.

You had also been expressly clear that you wouldn’t allow him to put himself in a precarious position just to satisfy you. And whenever it seemed he was pushing himself beyond what he was ready or comfortable with, you bodily removed yourself from him, telling him that you didn’t want to go further. He was touched that you cherished him so sweetly, that you’d do whatever you could to make him happy.

Adaman was reminded of this once more as you spoke. You gave him all the time he needed to reply, letting him think everything over carefully before he spoke up. “I think… I’d like to try. I mean… It would be casual intimacy. Like how tonight we were intimate in another way. I want to try it with you. But is it okay if we… Sit apart?” He clenched his jaw, feeling as if he were coming up short to what you so obviously desired of him.

However, he sucked in a tight breath as you looped your arms around his waist instead. “Of course, baby. I want us to be happy and comfortable with each other! I would still be happy if the spring was 50 feet long and we were both still on opposite ends!”

The two of you laughed together, his hands coming up to rest on the two of yours sitting on his belly. He smiled, rocking the two of you side to side as you rested your cheek on his back. “You’re amazing.” He felt unable to say more than that, his words stuck in his throat. He wanted to tell you how much he loved you, how badly he wanted you in his life for forever. Instead, he settled on squeezing your hands before turning in your hold.

You closed your eyes as his lips met yours, hands moving up to card through his hair. His hands rested on your hips, pulling you close to him as he slipped his tongue into your mouth. Sighing happily, you moved your mouth with his. Every time you seperated, it wasn’t but for a few seconds, if that, leaning back in and kissing once more.

You pressed your tongue against his, exploring his mouth and licking his teeth. He couldn’t help but moan, pulling you tighter against him as you tugged his hair. Finally breaking away, you swiped your tongue across his lips, grinning. “We’re almost done, I’ll go get samurott and rapidash to prepare the spring. Think you can handle it from here?”

Smirking, he kissed you softly, nibbling your lip, “Who do you think I am? Just some kid?” You both laughed, and as you turned to leave, you yelped as he smacked your ass.

“Pervert!” Sticking your tongue out at him, he lunged forward and snapped his teeth. Squealing, you rushed out to your pokemon, laughing the whole way outside and away from the house. Shaking his head, he laughed quietly, putting the food away and washing the small amount of dishes. You should be back in no time, it wasn’t the first time your pokemon had helped you with the spring.

Stacking the dishes on the counter, letting them air dry, he turned as he heard your footsteps on the porch. Panting slightly, you waved both hands at him, “Hi!” Laughing at your silliness, he waved a hand at you as well. “Ready to grab some towels and head out?”

Smirking, he followed you to the bedroom, “Gone just long enough to avoid the dishes, I see.” You bumped him with your hip, sticking your tongue out again at him. He leaned forward, grabbing the towels you handed to him and picking out loose clothes to change into once you were done.

On the way to the spring, you two held hands and spoke about nothing and everything. You pointed up at the stars, “Do you know any constellations?” He hummed as he peered up as well. Tilting his head, he thought back to all the stories his grandparents would tell him.

Hesitating slightly, he let go of your hand, considering the other was full of your shared clothes and towels, “I’m not sure I’m right, but I think that one there is Gaadi, it’s the shape of a Growlithe. My grandpa once said it represents new beginnings.” He smiled to himself, hand holding onto yours again as he peeked down at you, “I think it’s fitting that that’s the constellation for tonight. Moving ahead in our relationship and giving each other a little bit more trust, you know?”

You made big eyes up at him, holding his hand in yours in a vice. Smiling a bit worriedly, he opened his mouth to ask what was wrong, before your watery eyes closed and you pulled him into a surprisingly crushing hug. Wheezing at the sudden force, he struggled to breathe for a moment. “Adaman! You’re the- the-” Your big eyes met his again, tearful and shining in the moonlight, “You’re fantastic! I see all the effort you’re making, how you hold true to your beliefs and traditions and also helping me fit into your life as well and teaching me so much. Thank you for being with me and thank you for saying that.”

You didn’t have to reach up far to kiss him as he was already leaning down to meet your lips with his own. He sighed softly, your lips remaining closed but still moving against each other in gentle motions. Breaking away, you pecked him one more time before meeting his gaze once more. Smiling, you kissed each cheek and then his forehead. Nuzzling your nose against his, you let go of him, and he tried to be subtle with the deep breath he took.

Spearheading your journey again, you practically dragged Adaman up the hill to the spring, bouncing with every step. He laughed behind you, taking his time to admire your body and the way you made him feel loved and cherished. Once you crested the small hill, the both of you melted at the sight of the steaming water, your pokemon back down towards the house. You knew if you called loud enough, you’d be able to get rapidash to come back and reheat the water again, but you didn’t anticipate being out here long enough.

You slowed to a stop, turning to face your partner. Smiling gently, you swung your connected hands and arms side to side, “Want me to turn around while you undress?” Chewing his bottom lip, Adaman thought hard. He had been obsessing over seeing you but wasn’t quite sure he was comfortable with you seeing him. Would that be wrong of him? Taking a deep breath, he smiled down at you.

“Would it be okay to see how far I can make it, and then if I get nervous I can ask you to close your eyes?” Relieved, he felt his shoulders relax as you smiled and nodded at him. “Do you mind if I went first?”

Grinning, you kissed the corner of his mouth and then the underside of his jaw. “Oh, I don’t mind at all.” Your smile softened as his cheeks turned from rosy to red. Laughing, you look a step back, sitting in the grass and trying to appear as nonchalant and relaxed as you could. Peering up at him from your spot, you tilted your head to the side and hummed softly.

Huffing a laugh, he looked off to the side. Without his haori, there were significantly less layers to shuffle through. Untying his flowy top, he shrugged it off his shoulders and nervously folded it, placing it on a strategically placed rock. Eyes darting to where you sat, he watched as you comfortably played with the grass, pulling strands out, and occasionally looking towards him.

Tense shoulders relaxing once more, he was silently thankful that you weren’t teasing him or making it much of a show. It had his racing heart calming down and he felt much more relaxed as he slowly began to unbind his arm. As you noticed his movement, you looked up at him. You couldn’t help your curiosity, you had never seen him with his wrappings off.

As you watched him, you realized how methodical he was being, almost as if he were in a trance as he moved. Smiling gently, you called out to him in a voice just above a whisper. “Adaman? Are you alright? You don’t have to take it off in front of me if you don’t want to.”

Blinking, he slowly turned his head to face you, an almost surprised look on his face. Peering down at his arm, which wasn’t uncovered much, he looked at you again. “I’m sorry, I guess I didn’t realize. I don’t actually take this off much. It’s not so much that I need it, but… It’s more like a security thing, I think. Like, it just… Makes me feel better when I have it on.”

Matching your soft smile, he walked up closer to you, sitting down in front of you, clothed knees touching yours. You were grateful he didn’t seem too embarrassed about not having a top on, it wasn’t often you got to see his naked chest. Especially out in the moonlight, you could see various scars. None looked too bad, and you hoped he would tell you about every single one of them someday.

Breaking you out of your train of thought, he offered his still bound arm to you, smirking as you met his gaze. “Like what you see?” Squealing, you covered your face with your hands, cheeks hot.

“So what if I like to admire my boyfriend! He’s the most handsome man I’ve ever seen!” You uncovered your face, cheeks still burning, “I’m allowed to appreciate what’s mine, after all I’m lucky enough that you’ve chosen me to be your partner.” You smiled bashfully, giggling slightly.

Soft laughter grew louder as you both sat together, grinning faces and warm cheeks reflecting each other’s expressions. Biting your lip, you reached out for his hand. His brown eyes warmed as you handled him as if he were made of glass. His soft voice greeted you as you turned over his hand to touch his palm gently. “Would you be okay unbinding it? It’s a little awkward with one hand.”

Your surprised face shot up before nodding enthusiastically, “I’d love to! You’re not hurt, are you? I’ll be as gentle as I can.” His other hand came up to rest against your cheek, his smile making your heart feel as if it were about to give out at any moment, pounding in your chest rapidly.

“I know you will. They’re all old wounds, you won’t hurt me. I promise.” Feeling your chest throb, you suddenly felt like screaming. Like grabbing him and rolling him like a feraligatr. Like no matter how close you brought him to your chest, you would still be bursting with so much love and adoration for him that you might pop.

The sudden realization had you biting your lip to keep from grinning like an idiot. You were so in love with Adaman you couldn’t stand it. Laughing softly, you leaned down and kissed his fingertips. Sheepishly, he rubbed the back of his neck with his free hand, “Hey, c’mon now, you’re gonna make me blush.”

He looked away as you looked up at him, his cheeks already a rosy red. Your laughter died down, and you moved to be next to him as you gripped the bindings he had started to unwrap. “Sorry, I just think you’re amazing. Thank you for letting me do this.” Leaning up, you nuzzled him with your nose, smiling as he returned the gesture.

A comfortable silence surrounded the two of you, the only sounds being that of nature and pokemon around you. As you worked down his arm, you kept your questions to yourself. The scars that wrapped around his arm weren’t so thick, but there were a lot of them side by side and crossing over each other. A hoard of pokemon, maybe?

Getting closer to his palms, you cautioned a glance up at him, just to meet his gaze as he was staring down at you adoringly. Squeaking, you focused on his wrist and hand again. Laughing softly, he kissed the top of your head, admiring how you fumbled a bit with the bandages between the bases of his digits.

Gathering the now loose bandages in your hands, you licked your lips before meeting his gaze again. “There we go! I’ll just, uhm, wrap this up… Into a neat little… ball, I guess.” Your sentence fell flat as you struggled to wind the wrap back up, and instead just held it in a heap. Laughing, he offered you his other hand.

Smiling up at him, you gently unwound his hand as well, the process much faster. Finishing up, you moved to put the wrappings with his shirt but he stopped you. Taking them from your hands, he stood and set them down. Nibbling his lip, he didn’t turn to fully face you as his hands rested on the waistband of his baggy pants.

Sitting back down on your bottom, you put your hands in your lap, watching his profile closely before forcing yourself to look away periodically. He wouldn’t strip down if you were sitting there drooling over him, although you hoped for that to change one day, when the two of you were incredibly familiar with each others’ bodies.

Swallowing thickly, Adaman then cleared his throat, nervously looking at you before clenching his jaw. Tugging his pants off, he let them gather at his feet before stepping out of them. Looking at you again, he watched as you rapidly blinked and looked away, peering up at the sky then down towards the ground and everywhere that wasn’t him.

Laughing slightly, he hesitated a moment longer after folding and setting his pants down. Biting his lip, he looked towards you again, not looking away until you met his gaze. Realizing he was watching you closely, you tilted your head at him. “Want me to close my eyes? I don’t mind doing it. I want you to be enthusiastic and happy with how everything goes! You’ve already given me so much, you don’t have to push yourself even harder, my love.”

A small ‘oh’ fell from his lips as he looked back down where his hands had fisted the front of his boxer briefs. Swallowing thickly again, he sent you an apologetic smile. “Would you mind?” His heart warmed as you smiled softly at him, shaking your head and covering your eyes, then tilting your head down towards the grass.

With a small smile, he tugged off the last of his clothes, sitting on an adjacent rock, and tugging off his socks and shoes. Spinning slightly, he lowered himself into the heated cloudy water. Sighing happily, he moved to the other side of the artificial hot spring and sank lower so his shoulders were submerged. Groaning in content, he called out to you. “Okay, you can look now!”

Head popping up, you easily found him once again and smiled. “My turn!” You grinning, standing up and brushing any loose grass off your clothes. Shimmying up to the rock with all his clothes, you grabbed the hem of your top before looking at him again. “It’s okay if I strip down here, too, right?”

Coughing roughly, he looked away for a second before quickly peeking back. “Yeah!” Clearing his throat, he tried to sound less eager. “I mean, yeah, of course. Besides, this is your homestead, don’t let me tell you, uh, what to do, you know?” His sentence trailed off as his gaze wandered your still clothed body.

Laughing again, you tugged up your shirt, setting it down with his things. “I know, but I want you to be comfortable. I’m not gonna disregard you ‘cause it’s my house, Adaman. You know that.” You looked at him warmly, and he felt his cheeks heat up. Swallowing, he watched as you tugged off your undergarment. You had refused to use the bindings that people usually wore to keep their chests confined, instead opting to still use the garments you had arrived in.

Tugging off your bra, you sighed happily, rolling your shoulders back and stretching your arms up and out. You purposefully had your eyes closed as you did so, not wanting to spook your precious boyfriend. You wanted him to eye you up, to take you all in. While his hands had ventured under your clothing before, it was almost exclusively at night in the dark in the sheets. This would be the first time he actually got to see you.

Sighing happily, you peered down at your hands as you undid the ties around your pants. Tugging them down and off, you stepped out of them and tossed them on top of your other clothes. This time, you peered at your boyfriend as you stood up. Smirking as he jolted, he was soon licking his lips, letting his eyes rake over you in just your panties and slide on shoes.

Giggling, you winked at him, admiring the redness that reached down to his toned chest, though most of it was probably the spring water. Humming contentedly to yourself, you tugged off your last article of clothing, turning sideways so he’d have a profile view of your body.

You didn’t bother to look at him as you straightened up, shuffling to the edge of the pool of water as you tentatively stepped into it, careful of your step on the slick underwater rocks. Once you found your footing on the opposite side of Adaman, you sank down into the water, sighing happily. You didn’t look at him until you were comfortably seated, noticing how he was no longer watching you.

You couldn’t help but wonder if he only looked away at the last moment, or if he had given you some unneeded privacy. Giggling, you stretched out, leaning back and letting your ankles cross his. “Isn’t this nice?” Your voice was a whisper, taking in the relaxation of the heated water and medicinal and aromatic additives you had settled on for tonight. Swaying slightly, you opened your eyes, taking Adaman in as he relaxed in front of you.

He hummed in agreement, still submerged and breathing deeply. “Very nice. Thank you for letting me join you.” You giggled at his admission, he was always formally thanking you for everything. You figured it was a cultural thing. He would thank you for joining him somewhere, for greeting him once he got to your home, for all sorts of things.

Breaking the silence between the two of you, his low voice roused you from your relaxed state. “Do you have any plans regarding your work soon? If not, perhaps we can travel somewhere together.” Smiling, you peeked one eye open.

“Adaman… Are you asking me out on a date?” Humming in question, he picked his head up from where it was resting on the edge of the spring.

“Date?” You stared back at him, equally confused for a moment, before laughing.

“Sorry. I meant to say, are you asking me to join you for a romantic outing?” That had him blushing, but he grinned all the same.

“Yes. If you’d have me.” Sighing dreamily, you relaxed once again, halfway closing your eyes and looking up at the stars.

“How could I ever say no to you? You can take me anywhere you want, my love.” He smiled, kicking his legs slightly so you felt him against yours.

“Perfect. I’ll let you know what the plans are once I figure them out myself.” The two of you laughed, soaking in the heated water under the starry night sky, warm moonlight illuminating you both. You couldn’t help but look forward to whatever he had planned.

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