What took him so damn long to do this? His body was on fire, he could feel every part of his body craving to touch her but only so few appendages would be so lucky. Vannah was so soft, with their bodies pressed together like this he was reminded of this and made little strides here and there to pin himself against her as he ravaged her body.

Vannah’s body was supple and his and his alone and tonight it’d be the victim of kisses, the grazing of teeth against exposed flesh and anything else Ken could do to express just how badly he wanted her. He had liked her for who she was, yes, but even he could admit that her body was amazing. Sure, he was always praised for his muscular body but her curvy figure was what drove him wild. It was all he could think about when he trained, sometimes so much that he’d daydream about moments like this. Lucky for him his dreams were rapidly becoming reality.

As much of a beast, he was acting he could feel her fingers comb through his hair, the back of his head feeling the sensations of her fingertips run across it as his body made further efforts to become intoxicated with every scent, sound and sensation hers had to offer. Every now and then he had to breathe, but he caught his air in short burst before plummeting back down to give her a dose of his loving. He had never felt so aggressive, so wild, so hungry to do something like this before, and when he noticed her enjoying herself he’d turn up the intensity and put all of his efforts into marking her with little kisses and bites, the man had never given a Hickie but tonight he damn sure made some parts of his rosy haired nurse’s neck red from his suckling.

He had felt her push him away, his sense briefly coming back to him as his primal urges were put on a brief at ease. Ken was excited, he wanted more, he’d look down and see her legs had wrapped around his waist and in retort he’d keep his hands on her rear and pull her closer. It seemed right to want to be close to her at this point, he was acting on pure instinct and in truth he didn’t have a clue what he was doing but tonight he was gonna look like a pro.

The words she spoke made him tilt his head, didn’t she know how far he wanted to take this? He wouldn’t have been doing what he was if he didn’t want to. While his expression read confusion for a moment his features would contort into one that was similar to the one she was wearing. A drip of contemplation tried to make him look what he was doing and take the time to think before he acted. Sadly, the drip had been vaporized by the lust fueled fire that Vannah had been stoking in his heart for the past few months, tonight it had finally come to light as a roaring flame that craved her touch and presence.

Once she had kissed him he smiled one of his wide toothy grins and gave her an answer, though it wasn’t exactly a yes or a no. “MINE!” he’d growl the words as he’d give her a harsh kiss, not wasting the time to draw back. He had to make her his, she was his, no matter what happened in the outside world it would be completely irrelevant as the duo would burn up in each other’s lecherous feelings.

As they proceeded the oncoming night was going to be one of great discovery for them both: Ken discovering feelings for another person and Vannah realizing that she had released another side to her new lover. The night was young, the lone street light outside of the window of Vannah’s hotel room, began to flicker as its illumination through her closed blinds would soon die down complete as the moon’s essence shined against the wooden folds. They had created a world of their own and with this union and lack of light everything would soon fade to black.

Oh, and before he dove in ken had returned Indiana back into her Pokeball... Almost forgot about her.



Vannah Becker