Annais trudged alone to the Wyndon Stadium locker room.  Honestly, the post-match interviews were a whole lot more exhausting than actual tournaments.  She thought that the media would never let her leave.  It was tough to grin and bear it when all she wanted was to change out of these ruined clothes, soaked and covered in sand.  But at last, she was free.  She wondered if Piers had stuck around for her.  She couldn’t blame him if he didn’t.  He wasn’t exactly the biggest fan of interviews, and unlike her, was in a position where he could shy away from them.

The light was out when she opened the door to the locker room, but turned on when she stepped inside. Seeing that she was alone and unable to stand the discomfort any longer, she took off her crown and tried to shake the sand out of her hair.  Next, she peeled away her drenched tank top.  She could deal with the rain that came with a Max Geyser, but having it followed up later on by a sandstorm from Raihan’s Flygon was pure misery.  She couldn’t wait to take a nice, relaxing shower. If only Piers was around…

Annais opened her locker, sat her items inside, and reached for her phone.  Plenty of congratulatory messages from family and friends, as well as professional contacts, littered her notifications, but nothing from that boyfriend of hers.  She shot him a quick text that said “you still around? finally made it to the locker room and i could use a shower 😉” and began to rummage through her gym bag.

The phone buzzed within a minute.  Sure enough, Piers had responded.

“outside. be right up.”

Annais smiled at her phone. As uncomfortable as she was, she could wait around for him a few minutes longer.  She decided to go through and reply to some of these other messages until he showed up.

Maybe it was taboo for two competitors to fool around in the locker room, especially when one of them was the champion.  It was certain that it didn’t fit the family friendly image that Galar wanted its league members to uphold.  But at this point, she really couldn’t think about caring.  The only distraction from how gross she felt was how unbelievably horny she was at the moment.

The champion had been on edge all day.  She was feeling some type of way when she woke up this morning, but since tournament days were always so busy, she and Piers didn’t have a chance to actually do anything.  Being in a mood like this was torture, especially earlier this afternoon when she was surrounded by some of the finest people in Galar.  She may have let her mind drift to unsavory places pre-tournament while waiting around for everyone as they changed out.  She didn’t even realize she had been absently staring at her phone screen for literal minutes, lost in another daydream, until she heard the door open behind her.

“I was beginning to think you forgot about me,” Annais started as she threw her phone into her bag and turned to face Piers.  She was cut short upon seeing that he brought company.  Leon, Raihan, and Avery were all in tow.

“Oh, hey!” she said as the group approached her.  She crossed her arms in a feeble attempt to cover herself, still standing there in only her fishnets, skirt, and a soaked sports bra.  “I thought everyone had run off by now!”

“Oh, no… We wanted to congratulate you on your victory,” said Leon, with the warmest smile.

“Some moves out there tonight,” Raihan said.  “Setting the internet ablaze like usual, Ann.”

“Indeed,” Avery added. “You really did quite a number on all of us out there.”

“Aha, well… Thank you,” Annais humbly rocked on her heels as she spoke.

Piers took a step forward, causing her back to meet the lockers.  His hand rested on the space beside her head.

“An’ ya did it all without dynamaxin’,” he purred.  “Way to prove me right, my love.”

Annais gulped, feeling his darkened eyes raking over her.  Sure, she invited him up so that they could fool around, but she didn’t know he was going to bring their friends.  She also felt the hungry gaze of the other men present.  Was it just her, or was a thick tension filling the locker room?  These compliments began to feel almost sexual in tone.  It had to be her hormone-addling mind over-thinking things. She trusted all of them.  Piers, the love of her life.  Avery, her rival turned closest friend (even if he was still a huge pain in the ass at times).  Even Leon and Raihan were far more to her than colleagues or competition.  Maybe it was just leftover adrenaline, but her pulse was racing from being the center of all their attention.

“You guys, uh, want to go out for drinks after I clean up?” she weakly asked in an attempt to alleviate some of the rising pressure.  “My treat?”

Piers shook his head, while Avery scoffed.

“I believe the celebration we have planned will be far more satisfactory than a few cheap pints,” he said with a snap of his fingers.

At this, Raihan walked over and locked the door.

Annais had been sweating out on the field, but it was nothing compared to the perspiration pouring off of her right now.  The other three men drew closer, surrounding her.  Something hard poked her thigh.  She glanced down to find Piers’s erection brushing against her.  Seeing her gaze, Piers gripped her chin and forced eye contact.

“Nez…?”

“S’alright,” he cooed. He pushed his lips to hers, not sparing any tongue.  Normally, this would make her melt.  But this was not normal.  As much as she’d love to kiss back, she didn’t know if it was appropriate in front of the others.  Hell, she didn’t know why Piers was acting out.  Did someone say something to him that had him wanting to prove himself? Usually, he just fucked her real good in private if he was feeling jealous.  It was also a mystery why Leon, Avery, and Raihan were just… watching like that.  She tried to pull away, but his hand came up behind her.  His fist clenched the roots of her hair and held her in place as he deepened the kiss.  His whole body pressed against hers, pinning her to the lockers behind.  

When she found herself beginning to relent and enjoy the idea of exhibition, Piers suddenly broke away. Saliva bridged the gap between them when he pulled his lips from hers.  As he wiped his chin with the back of his hand, his half-lidded eyes never strayed from her.  In a husky voice, he asked “When y’think about this, is this how it starts out?”

Annais’s eyes widened. Her cheeks grew hot… Er, hotter. If he didn’t have her in such a position, she’d pinch herself to make sure she wasn’t dreaming.  To be fair, this was an awful lot like some fantasies she had earlier.  But he couldn’t have known about that… Right?

“Wh… What are you talking about, babe?”

“Come off it, love.  I know.”

“You may be a magnificent trainer, but a terrible liar,” Avery interjected.  “You really ought not think so loud.  It’s distracting.”

Oh. Fuck.

“You didn’t.”

Avery’s new-found discipline after their tiff on the Isle of Armor had him honing his own psychic skills. She was proud of him and how hard he was working, but sincerely hoped he hadn’t used them to read her mind.  Avery merely shrugged at her accusation.

“Bitch!”  She stamped her foot.  “What’s wrong with you?”

“Now, now,” Avery haughtily laughed.  “That’s no language for a Galar champion!  Much like how those thoughts aren’t proper either.  What if the wrong person read your mind?”

“He already fucking did,” she retorted.  “Mind-reading is one thing, but you told everyone?”

“I told Piers because I found it amusing,” he said.  “It was that punk of yours that relayed it to the others.”

Annais now focused on Piers with wide-eyes.

“Relax,” Piers said. “‘M not mad.”

“I am!” Annais retorted. She was getting heated now, but not necessarily from rage.  Unfortunately for her, Avery saw right through this.

“Hmm… No, she’s not,” he said, with the widest shit-eating smirk.  “She’s thoroughly enjoying this.”

“Will you shut up?!”

Piers chuckled as his girlfriend got riled up.  “C’mon, love. This is what you want, yeah?  You’ve been so randy lately, I just thought I’d get some backup for once.  Get it outta your system.”

“Oh, my God!”

Annais’s feelings were a mess right now.  She should have been pissed.  She should be angry at Avery for overstepping his boundaries and tattling on her to Piers. She should’ve been mortified that Piers was basically implying she was some insatiable nympho that needed four men reel in her sexual appetite.  She should have been appalled that Leon was here playing along.  And Raihan… Well, he was the only one she didn’t have any mixed feelings for at the moment.  As Galar’s favorite fuckboy, he probably just wanted to join in on the fun and she couldn’t blame him.  He wasn’t on thin ice right now.  She stewed in her conflicting thoughts.  This was awful.  They were awful.  But… God.  These four were offering themselves to her.  Had they had cruel intentions, they could have easily already taken what they wanted.  The execution was fucked up and played out like a bad prank, but it seemed the intent was true enough.

“Hey… Honestly?  We’re glad you’re on the same page,” Leon spoke up, tearing her away from her brooding.  “I mean, finding us attractive and all.  I know I’m flattered.”

“The boy scout here rarely gets tail despite half the region gagging for it,” added Raihan with a pat on Leon’s back.  There must have been a sliver of truth to this as Leon groaned, hiding his face behind his snapback.

Annais felt cool gloved fingers brush her cheek again, much more tender than last time.  She glanced over to meet the softened eyes of Piers.

“You okay with it though?” he asked, easing off of her a bit.  “I can tell them to bugger off if not.  An’ I’m sorry if we caught ya off guard.  Just thought if this was something you wanted, we could give ya a nice surprise for such a banger of a match.”

Was she infuriated? Yes.  Was she embarrassed that Avery and Piers made such a huge deal out of her sexual frustration?  Absolutely. But was she going to pass up this chance to get railed by the four hottest dudes in Galar when she was in a mood like this?  … Absolutely not.

Annais huffed, maintaining her pout in hopes that Piers would feel bad about setting her up. Instead, he kissed her cheek and cleared that stupid frown from her face entirely.

“Fine,” she sighed. “But next time, don’t be so weird about it.”

“Score!” Raihan shouted and pumped his fist.  “This’ll be one for the history books!”

Piers snapped his head in Raihan’s direction, ponytail nearly whipping Annais in the face.

“None of that,” he warned with one finger up.  “I know what you’re thinkin’… The phone stays away.”

Raihan looked crushed. “Whaaat?  Not even a quick snap for my own personal collection?”

“Piers is right.  The League wouldn’t approve of this one bit,” said Leon, stroking his chin.  “If word of this got out, none of us would ever be able to battle in Galar again. Not even I could smooth these things out.”

“But we know you’ve got a bit of a rebellious streak, huh?” Raihan said to Annais, nudging Piers as he spoke.  The rocker groaned.

“There’s rebellious and there’s stupid,” Annais replied.  “Let’s not cause a scandal.  We got a sweet deal living like royalty.”

“Fine, fine… We can be rebellious and not stupid.”  Raihan tossed his Rotom phone into Annais’s gym bag.

“Righto.  Guess we’re doing this then?” asked Piers.

Annais hummed affirmatively, much to the relief of everyone present.

“In that case, my dearest Annais,” Avery said.  “Before we begin, I have the most minute request.”

She cut him a cautious glance.  “Go on…”

“Would you permit me to heighten your pleasure?”

Piers cocked a brow, but Annais shrugged.

“Depends,” she said. “What are you wanting to do to me?”

The psychic took his top hat and held it over his chest.  “As you are well aware, I’ve been try-…”

“You want to hypnotize me,” Annais flatly interjected.

Avery choked up.  He dropped his gaze, threw his hat back on, and steepled his fingers.  “… Mayhaps.”

“Oh, dude,” whispered Raihan. “You can do that?  That’s kinky.”

“Well, if you think you can put me in a trance, let’s see it,” said Annais.

“Really?” Avery gasped in disbelief.  “You’ll let me?”

“Sure,” she said. “Piers, you mind?”

Piers raised his shoulders indifferently.  “It’s your orgy, love.”

“Wait.  Is that okay?” Leon wondered aloud and scratched the back of his head.  “It’s not like… nonconsensual, is it?”

“Well, I trust you guys won’t do something real fucked up,” Annais said.  “You’d have to worry about Nez if you tried.”

“Yeah.  Personally, I’m not tryin’ to get the ol’ Spikemuth shank,” said Raihan.  Piers cracked up at this.  “Seems she’s fine with it, Lee.  Enough nattering, get on with it then, Avery.”

“Ahem, yes.  Let’s see.”  Avery patted his pockets before reaching into one of them.  He pulled out a pocket-watch on a shiny gold chain.

“A pocket-watch?  Really?”  said Annais with a scoff.  “You just carry that thing around?”

“Ah, cliché, I’m aware…” Avery adjusted his glasses to cope with this insult.  “But it’s tried and true.”

“Alright.  Let’s see what you’ve got.  Hurry it up, I still want to take a shower.”

“She’s going to need one after this, huh?” Raihan joked.  He held his hand up for a high-five but everyone left him hanging as they watched Avery raise the watch to her eyelevel.

“You know the drill, Annais. Keep your eyes on the timepiece and listen to my voice.”

“Yeah, yeah,” she muttered. “Quit stalling, I’m horny.”

“Very well.”

Avery dangled the watch, allowing it to swing from side to side.  Annais’s eyes followed it, back and forth, back and forth.

“You are getting very sleepy,” Avery said in a soft monotone.

“Mhm,” she sarcastically replied.  She smirked as Avery’s brows furrowed, but he did his best not to lose his cool.

“As your eyes begin to glaze over, you will find yourself more susceptible to my words.  Your fiery personality will fade to one of submissiveness.”

Piers couldn’t help but snort at that, realizing he knew Annais far better than the rest- or at least better than Avery.  Still, he wanted to see how this panned out.  He covered his mouth to prevent any further outbursts.

“Your pleasure will be heightened by following commands,” Avery continued.  “You will allow yourself to reach sexual Nirvana through obedience.  You will be free from any inhibitions.”

The pendulum continued to swing.  It took a moment of effort on Avery’s part, but Annais’s eyelids eventually began to droop. The arms that she had held in front of her chest soon fell limp at her side.  A little gasp came from Leon.

“You are getting very sleepy,” Avery said again, self-satisfied smile growing wider. “Very sleepy.  When I snap my fingers, you will fall deep into this trance, only to be released when I snap them again.”

A snap of Avery’s fingers and Annais appeared to faint.  Piers quickly stepped behind to ensure she didn’t hit the floor, shooting Avery the dirtiest glance as he hoisted her upright.

“Good,” said Avery, blissfully ignoring Piers’s threatening stare.  “You may open your eyes.”

Annais’s eyelids fluttered open.  Avery pocketed the watch and chain and stepped forward to Annais.  Holding her shoulders, he examined her eyes.  He supposed her pupils did look a bit more dilated.  Honestly, he should have paid more attention beforehand.  But her stare looked distant, and that was a good sign.  Leon leaned forward too.  It was certain he didn’t have the slightest idea what he was supposed to be looking for, but wanted to see anyway.

“… Did it work?” he asked in a hushed tone.

Avery straightened up and folded his arms.  “I assure you it did.  She has clear signs of being in a hyper-suggestive state.  Simply put, she’s in a trance.”

“How do we know?” Raihan said.  “Her eyes aren’t all swirly.”

“You’ve seen far too many films.  I suppose next you’ll want me to make her act like a Torchic?  Here, I’ll demonstrate.”  Avery stepped back and cleared his throat.  “Annais!  Show us those gorgeous tits of yours.”

Without a word, the champion pulled her sports bra off and over her head.  Her bare, heavy breasts hung proudly on her chest.  Pierced nipples began to stiffen from exposure to the cool locker room air.

“Oh, wow,” Leon whispered, his golden eyes fixed on Annais’s boobs.

“Lee, are ya more impressed by the baps or the fact that Avery isn’t the sham we thought he was?”

Avery scoffed.  “I could very well instruct her to ignore you, dragon boy.”

“Enough bickerin’,” Piers said.  His eyes cut over to Annais.  “Ann, dear, look at me.”

She obediently turned to face Piers.  Hands came up to cup her face.  He stared deep into her eyes.  He held his gaze for a moment, even squinting a bit, which raised concern from the others.

“Something wrong, mate? See anything?” asked Leon.

Piers shook his head. “Nah.”  He smiled and tucked a stray piece of hair behind her ear. “Alright, my darling.  Lie on the bench, face down.”  When Annais lowered herself onto the bench as she was told, Piers continued.  “Good girl. Now raise that bum for me, love.”

At this, she took more of an all-fours position, pulling her knees in and lifting her bottom.  Piers stepped behind her and caressed her leg, lifting her skirt as his hand travelled upwards.  His other hand soon joined the first.  The sound of ripping followed, echoing through the locker room as Piers tore through her fishnets without warning.

“Well, fuck…” Raihan muttered.  “He’s too good at that.”

Two gloved fingers slipped beneath her panties and prodded her folds.  When Annais bucked against Piers’s hand and whimpered, he withdrew the fingers from her and brought them to his lips.  He made a lewd display of dragging his split tongue across the soaked glove tips while the others watched with baited breath.

“That’s my girl. Already drippin’ wet,” he commented. He took a step back and gestured to her. “Right then.  Do what y’want, but ‘er cunt is mine.”

A scoff came from Raihan. “Possessive much?  Why not share the love, mate?”

“Don’ trust the lot of ya enough to pull out,” the rocker replied as he sunk to the floor beside the wall.  “’M not tryin’ to raise any more kids but my own.”

Raihan opened his mouth for a quip, but Leon cut him off.

“No worries.  As long as her mouth isn’t off limits.” The former champion took a step closer to her face.  The tent in his gym shorts was now right at her eye level.  “I’ll still have a champion time.”

“Are you even still permitted to say that?” asked Avery, causing Raihan to snicker.

Leon shrugged.  “She’s the champion, so I think it counts in this situation.”

“Touché,” said Raihan.

Leon stared down at Annais, then over at Piers.  A hint of hesitation was present in his eyes.  

“So, I can just…?”

Piers waved his hand. “Have at it, mate.  What?  Want me to hold it for ya?”

“No, no…  I think I’ll manage.”  He looked down at Annais and patted her head.  “Right then, it’s showtime.  Let me know if I’m going too rough on you.”

“Somethin’ makes me doubt you will,” Piers muttered, earning some snickers from the others in the room.

Leon clicked his teeth, then gave all his attention to Annais.  He pulled his white shorts down enough for his half-hard member to be revealed. Annais’s eyes grew at the sight of it. While still not fully erect, it could not be argued that it didn’t look rather thick and satisfying.  Taking his cock in his hand, he brushed it against her lips, smearing just a bit of pre along the lower lip, which her tongue peeked out to lick.  She parted them for him, causing him to let out a shaky breath.

“Dear Arceus,” he breathed and screwed his eyes shut.

Avery stole a glance at Piers, who could only shake his head.

“For a lad who grew up in the spotlight, you sure have stage fright,” Raihan teased.  “Where’s that champion spirit of yours, Lee?  D’ya need to pretend all of Galar is watching? Shall we send out Charizard for emotional support?”

“Quiet, you,” Leon said. “Champion Annais, would you… mind taking the ropes?”

Annais required no further convincing.  She began by running her middle finger along the underside while the two adjacent fingers traced the sides.  The fingers then wrapped around the shaft, offering firm yet careful strokes.  As he began to harden from her ministrations, she guided it into her welcoming mouth.  Leon shuddered at the warm and wet feeling of her lips slowly enveloping him. He found himself slowly rocking his hips forward, eager to get more of himself into her.  She took it like a real champ, not gagging as she took more of him.  Seeing her lips at the base of his dick left him lightheaded.

“Fuck,” Leon panted, relishing the tightness of her throat around his cock.  His palms rested behind her ears; his fingers tangled in her hair.  It was then that Annais pulled back, leaving Leon a tad confused.  She swiped her tongue along the slit before taking him in her mouth again.

“As good at this as she is at battling.”  Leon’s voice was strained.  “I’d expect nothing less from you, Ann.”

“If ya really want to praise her, try some dirty talk,” Piers suggested.  “Drives ‘er wild.”

“Oh, um, right…” Leon allowed his fingers to tighten in her hair.  She looked up at him.  “There’s uh… so much sand in your hair, silly girl.”

Piers’s face landed in his palms.  “Christ.”  After a moment of evaluating his life choices, he sighed, dug into his jacket pocket, then lit a cigarette.  “This is the most pathetic gang bang I’ve seen.  We all just gather to watch the current champ give the former a blow while he talks to her like a tot?”

Leon frowned.  “I don’t see you initiating anything, Piers.”

“He’s right.  What are you waiting for?” Raihan asked.

“I could get it anytime. Coulda got it already if I came up ‘ere alone,” replied Piers.  “Was tryin’ to be generous and give you all a go.  But if you’re going to act like a pack of wankers, I’ll gladly fuck her proper in front of you.”

“Well, say no more!  I will step up to this challenge!” Avery announced.  “I understand penetration is off limits, but…” He paused, blushing a bit.  “Is… Is one still allowed to orally pleasure her?”

Piers exhaled a plume of smoke.  “Why not? Go for it.”

The psychic circled Annais. Once behind her, he straddled the bench. Palms rested on the back of her thighs and he spread them.  Using his thumb to hold her panties out of the way, he got a good view of just how wet she had become.  He brought his face between her legs and swiped his tongue along her slit.  She pressed against him, encouraging him to continue.

“My goodness,” Avery pulled back to say.  “Well, aren’t you an eager one?  Allow me to sate this throbbing hunger between your legs.”

“Haven’t you ever heard it’s good manners to take your hat off while you’re eating?” Raihan teased, plucking the top hat off Avery’s head.  

Avery shot him a venomous glance, but pulled his glasses off and handed them to Raihan as well.  He pushed up his sleeve to reveal a hair tie. Piers rolled his eyes as Avery made a great display of tying his hair up before diving back in.

As Avery went back down on Ann, Piers was starting to wonder if this was a bad idea.  It was downright embarrassing to watch.  Leon about creamed himself the moment his bellend touched her lips and Avery’s theatrics were enough to render him soft.  Yet like a train wreck, he wanted to see how it played out.  He hoped Annais was at least getting some kind of sick satisfaction from this.  She at least sounded like she was enjoying herself.

“Oh.” Leon shivered, still amateurly fucking her face.  “You’re making her moan.”

“Naturally,” said Avery before resuming.

“Keep it up,” requested Leon.  “That feels incredible.  I think I’m getting there.”

Raihan squatted beside Avery, getting up close and personal as he ate her out.  “Do me a favor and go a little further up, mate.  Warm that up for me.  I plan on hittin’ it once you’re done.”

“Do you mind?” Avery sneered.

“Alright.”  Raihan put his hands up and then walked over to join Piers on the floor.  “Sheesh, tough crowd, eh?”

“Some kinda crowd, that’s for sure.”

“Didn’t realize Ann was so freaky,” Raihan said with a laugh.  “Suppose we should’ve seen it since she’s so into you.”

The look that Piers shot Raihan had him backtracking.

“Not that there’s anything wrong with it!” he added.  “Y’know, I’m glad you have each other!”

“Just quit while you’re ahead, mate,” Piers suggested.  Raihan nodded.

Leon wasn’t faring well. His eyes were closed, his head was hung, and he appeared to be mouthing something to himself as Annais continued to suck him off.

“Is he… praying?” Raihan whispered to Piers.

“Can’t blame ‘im.  Sometimes even I find myself thankin’ God when she’s goin’ down on me,” the punk said.  “I taught ‘er ‘ow to suck cock, y’know.  She’d never done it before me.”

“Really?” Raihan gasped.  He looked at Annais then back to Piers.  “Wanna show me, mate?”

“Didn’t teach ‘er like that, asshole.”

“Don’t dodge the bloody question, Piers.”

Piers rolled his eyes and flicked his ashes onto the locker room floor.  “Maybe another time.”

“Oh, God,” Leon huffed. “I’m… I’m gonna cum.  W-What do I do?”

“The hell you mean ‘what do I do?’” Piers scoffed.  “Just bloody cum.  Y’know how to cum, right?”

“N-No, do I like… Take it out…?”

“Let ‘er swallow it, mate. She don’ mind.”

Leon bit his bottom lip and stared down at Annais.  When she caught eyes with him, he squeezed his shut as he came in her mouth.  The thrill of getting Leon off, paired with Avery’s hard work, caused Annais to reach her own climax.  She did her best to swallow all of Leon’s load, but some of it still dribbled out of the corners of her mouth when Leon withdrew himself.

Avery triumphantly lifted his head, gasping for breath.  “Nothing sweeter than the nectar of a beautiful woman.”

Piers ignored Avery to look at Leon.

“Good?” he asked the former champion.

“Ah,” Leon panted and collapsed near the wall opposite of Piers.  “That was champion, ace, bloody brill even.”

Raihan slapped his thighs and stood up.  

“My turn!” he exclaimed. He turned back to Piers and gave him a thumbs up.  “Don’ worry, mate.  I’ll give ya a better show.”

“I hope so for her sake.”

“Ann…” Raihan walked behind the girl.  “Hope you’re ready to get slayed by the Dragon.”

Leon arched a brow.  “The Dragon?  Don’t tell me that’s what you call your-…”

Raihan yanked down his shorts.

“Ah.”  Leon nodded and looked away.

“Like what ya see, Lee?” Raihan asked, stroking his cock.  It was proportional to Raihan’s height.  “If you’re a good boy, might let ya sit on it too.”

“Pardon?”

“Don’ make ‘im question his sexuality, Rai,” Piers said.  “We’ve got plenty goin’ on tonight without addin’ that to the mix.”

“We can discuss this in your hotel room later,” said Raihan to Leon.  Before Leon could muster a response, Raihan smacked Annais’s ass.

“On the smaller side, but not bad lookin’ at all,” Raihan noted.  “Suppose you’re a tits man, eh Piers?”

Piers rubbed the back of his neck.  “That obvious?”

“A rack like that would make anyone a tits man,” said Raihan.  “While we’re all here, we can agree Gordie’s mum had the best pair of knockers ‘til Ann showed up, yeah?”

“Oh yeah, she totally did,” Leon laughed.

“…Yeah,” Piers sheepishly agreed, sucking on the last bit of his cigarette.  Fast and quiet, he added, “… Probably started it for me.”

“Daaamn, Piers!” Raihan laughed.  “Into MILFs?”

He shrugged, playing with his choker. “Enough about Miss Melony…  Get on with it then.”

Raihan turned his attention back to the girl in front of him.

“Wish I could tear these away like your man can,” he said as he plucked the elastic of her underwear. “They’re all in my way.”

“Well, why can’t you?” asked Piers.  “They’re nothin’ special.  I know where to get another pair.”

“Aw hell yeah!”  Raihan gripped either side of the panties and made quick work of shredding the lace in half.  “I’ll comp ya another pair, Ann.  Maybe a matching set depending on how good this is.”

With her bottoms completely tattered, he brushed his thumb along her hole.

“Aw, Avery,” he pouted. “Not nearly as wet as I need it to be.”

Avery looked up from the towel he stole from Annais’s bag with a scowl.  “Then do it yourself if it isn’t satisfactory.”

Raihan sighed and stuck two of his fingers into her cunt, using her own juices to lube them up.

“At least he did one thing right,” the dragon tamer commented.  He trailed up the cleft of her bottom with his soaked digits before tracing the other hole with the tip of his fingers.  He slipped one finger in; the intrusion caused her to arc her back.

“So tight,” Raihan commented, sliding a second finger in.  He looked over at Piers as he scissored them, causing Annais to squirm under him.  “This ever get used?”

“Not by me,” admitted Piers. “Much prefer the old fashion way.”

“Pity… for you that is. Don’ know what you’re missing.”

“Not my cuppa.”

“Whatever.  Suit yourself.”

Raihan spit in his free hand, then stroked himself again.  Once satisfied, he withdrew his fingers, brought his palms to either cheek, and rubbed his length between them.

“Ready to get this sweet little ass plowed, Ann?”

Annais nodded.

“That’s the spirit.  Here goes.”

Raihan hissed as he sheathed himself.  “Fuck, it’s a tight fit.  Worried I’ll break ya, Ann.  Don’t fret, I’ll go slow so you can get used to the size.”

Raihan was true to his word.  He fucked her ass languidly, taking his time to stretch her out.  Annais must have appreciated it, as she mewled beneath him with every leisurely thrust.

“Piers, mate,” Raihan called, causing Piers to look up.  “You’ve yet to have a go.  Wanna try for a Wyndon Bridge with me?”

“Pass,” Piers said.  “Didn’t wait this long just to cum in ‘er mouth.”

“Damn,” frowned Raihan. “How ‘bout it, Lee?”

“Don’t know what that is,” Leon confessed with a shrug.  “Sorry, mate.”

Raihan sighed.  “… Avery?”

Avery pondered Raihan’s offer.  “Can we settle for a Prism Tower?”

“Fuck it.  Sure.”

Avery rose and ended up near Annais’s head.

“Hmph, it appears it’s now your turn to return the favor,” Avery said, ruffling Annais’s hair.  “I trust this will be as good as it was last time.”

“… Last time?” Leon said.

“Oh, you didn’t know?”  Avery’s grin stretched across his face.  “She and I had a little fling on Isle of Armor before she ever hooked up with the punk.” He ruffled her hair.  “Isn’t that right, Annais?”

Leon gasped, holding a hand over his mouth.  His eyes darted to Piers, who was staring at the ground, smashing his cigarette into the tile.

“Will you get off it and just fuck ‘er face?” asked Piers.

“Testy,” Avery scoffed.  “Do I perceive a hint of Burning Jealousy?”

“You’re about to get hit with a bloody Sucker Punch if you keep it up…”

“Whoa!  Easy, Piers!” Leon said.

“Nah, I’m with Piers,” said Raihan.  “Get on with it, mate.  Won’t be long before I blow my load.”

Avery rolled his eyes.  “No one has tact these days.”

Avery dropped his shorts and undergarments, garnering the attention from the other men in the room.  The psychic grabbed a fistful of Annais’s hair, tilting her head back.  He perched a leg on the bench and put his crotch in her face.

“That’s it, Annais,” he said, smirking down upon her.  “Good girl.”

Raihan had stopped what he was doing to watch as Annais first licked Avery’s hole, then swirled her tongue around his dick and brought her lips to it.

An annoyed sigh left Avery as he looked up from Annais to catch Raihan staring. “Something wrong, dragon boy?”

“Nothing,” Raihan said.  “Just curious, is all.”  He raised his hand in the air.  “Let’s do this.”

“What, pray tell, are you doing?”

“Prism Tower, dude!” Raihan said.  He waved his hand.  “C’mon, don’t leave me hanging.  We gotta do it right.”

Avery sighed, reluctantly taking the hand that wasn’t in Annais’s hair to meet Raihan’s above her. Each man resumed rocking their hips as they held hands.

“Oh!” Leon exclaimed with a laugh.  “I get it! It looks like the tower in Kalos!”

“Leon.”  Piers smiled and shook his head.  “You’re truly the greatest mind of our time.”

“They should’ve kept you in school, mate,” Raihan said.  

“Wait… What is the Wyndon Bridge?” he asked.

“Same thing, but if they had ‘er bent over backwards,” Piers mumbled.  “They’d likely all fall down.”

Leon snorted and slapped his knee.  “I need to hang out with the lot of you more often!  I’ve learned so much tonight.”

“Hey, Lee.  You know there’s one called the Charizard?” Raihan laughed, causing Leon’s eyes to grow wide and Piers’s to narrow.

“Don’t you dare.”

“Save that for another time, then,” Raihan said, winking at Leon and causing him to hide behind his snapback again.  Raihan turned his attention back to Avery and squeezed his hand.  “Let’s finish this, mate.”

This gesture caused Avery to frown.

“Don’t do that.”

“My bad,” Raihan replied.

There wasn’t much banter over the next few minutes.  Raihan and Avery were focused on their pleasure.  Leon was watching intently, and Piers was chipping black flecks of polish off his fingernails to distract himself.  Raihan continued clapping her cheeks as Avery grinded against her face.  Both men ended up cumming within the next few minutes.

“Thanks, Ann,” Raihan said as he pulled his limp dick out of her ass.  “You an’ Piers’ll need to invite me over sometime.  Speakin’ of…  All yours, mate!”

“Alright,” Piers pushed himself to his feet and walked over to where Raihan stood.  “Time for the main event, innit?”

“Here we go,” said Raihan, moving out of Piers’s way to join Leon and Avery.  “Mr. One and Done, No Encores himself steppin’ up to the plate.”

Piers looked over at the group of men, all sweaty and spent, and shrugged off his leather jacket.

“I intend to fuck her so hard she forgets the lot of you ever touched her,” he said, folding it and placing it on Annais’s bag.  “No hard feelin’s, I trust.”

Avery and Leon stiffened at this, but Raihan burst into a hearty laugh.

“Shit, Piers.  Thought I was jokin’ about you being possessive. This whole thing must’ve riled you up, huh?”

Piers turned his back to the other men, focusing all his attention on Annais.

“Annais,” he said in his sweetest voice.  “On your back for me, my darling.  Get as close to the edge as comfortable.”

Annais, barely recovered from the last tryst, managed to follow Piers’s instructions and lay on her back, then wiggle until only her top half was resting on the bench.

“My girl, they really made a mess outta you,” Piers said, crouching by her side.  Brushing damp curls off her forehead, he held a hand out to the men behind him.  “Towel.”

Raihan offered Piers the used towel.  Piers cradled Annais’s head in one arm.  His free hand dabbed away what Avery had left on her face.  He took off her glasses and cleaned them off before sitting them back where they belong.

“Beautiful,” he complimented when her face was as clean as he could get it.  “We’ll get you cleaned up proper after this, I promise.  Are you ready for me, love?”

Annais nodded affirmatively.

“You’re not just sayin’ that cos of some bloody trance, are ya?”

She shook her head, causing Piers to chuckle.

“Right then.  Shoulda known you couldn’t lie to me.”

Piers gave her a kiss before straightening up.  

“Have you forgotten where you are?” Avery asked with a snicker.  “No wonder she was fantasizing about an orgy.  You act as if you’re about to have missionary in the dark.”

“You forgotten who you’re talking to?” Piers said with fire in his eyes.

“Let him do his thing, Ave,” said Leon, putting a hand on Avery’s shoulder.  “He’s waited his turn.”

Piers then unbuckled the belt that hung off his hips and let it clatter to the floor.  Peeling away his skin tight compression shorts unveiled an impressive, rock-hard cock.

“Sweet bloody Arceus!” Leon gasped, hand darting over his mouth again.

“Piers, mate…” Raihan’s eyes were wide.  “That’s no willy- that’s a third leg!”

Avery tried not to look impressed, but his reddened cheeks betrayed him.  “Hmph, I suppose I can see why she keeps you around.”

“Smallest lad has the biggest one,” laughed Leon with a smack on Raihan’s back.  “Rai, I surely though you had us all beat.”

“No more teasing him about his height, huh?”

“No dynamaxing cos he doesn’t need to compensate.”

“Who knew Galar’s Poké Princess was such a size queen…”

Piers was unfazed by all their flattery.  There was only one person whose attention he needed.  He stood between her legs, lifting them and encouraging her to hook them behind his back.  Once they were locked behind him, a hand ended up on her hip.  The way he stood his cock rested on her middle.  Precum dribbled from his tip and pooled into her belly-button.  

“How ‘bout it, love?” asked Piers.  “Want me to fuck you stupid?  Rearrange those guts of yours?”

Annais bobbed her head. Piers leaned forward, hands landing on either side of her head.  His cock pressed against her soft skin.

“What if I breed ya right here in front of your mates?” he whispered to her.  “You’d like that?”

Annais nodded again.  

“Damn, Piers,” Leon laughed in disbelief.  “Breed?”

“Yeah,” Piers looked over his shoulder.  “That a problem?”

Raihan threw his hands up and shrugged.  “No kinkshamin’ here, mate.  Breed ‘er all you want.  If ya can’t get a MILF, I guess you can make one yourself.”

Avery scrunched his nose. “How barbaric.”

“More like bar-bareback,” uttered Raihan.  He attempted to nudge Avery with his elbow, but it got swatted away.

Piers looked once again to Annais.  He buried a hand in her curls and pulled her head back. “Part those darling lips for me.”

Annais obeyed, and Piers spit directly inside.  He waited for Annais to swallow before crashing his lips against hers.

“Oh, hell,” Leon groaned.  He looked to Raihan and whispered.  “Why am I startin’ to get hard again?”

“Alright, show of hands…” said Raihan.  “Who thought that Piers was the subby one?  No way in hell this is his first time doin’ that.”

“Shh!” Avery hissed. “He hasn’t even begun.  I’m curious to see what he does that’s got her so mesmerized by him, without the use of hypnosis.”

“Quiet.”

Piers didn’t even look back, and barely removed himself from her lips as he said this.  The peanut gallery quit whispering amongst themselves at once.  One more peck on her lips, then he tilted her head up to begin peppering kisses along her jawline.  His lips moved to her neck next.  He licked a wide stripe up the side before kissing behind her ear.  He whispered something to her, so quiet the other men couldn’t hear, but didn’t dare to ask.  Piers’s fist loosened from her hair to hold one of her breasts instead.  His thumb brushed over the nipple, causing it to pebble under the calloused pad of the digit, before he brought his mouth down upon it.  He repeated the motion with the other.  The tips of his tongue flicked her nipple.  He even scraped his teeth against the sensitive bud, causing her to arch and whimper beneath him.

“Told ya he was way into tits…” Raihan muttered at this display.

“Well, if you had tits like these,” Piers breathed, kneading the flesh.  “Wouldn’t you like to ‘ave ‘em played with too?”

“Y…Yeah,” Leon whispered.

“Aw, Lee…” Raihan wrapped his arms around Leon and squeezed his pecs, causing the former champion to shiver.  “I can help with that.”

“Not now, Rai…”

Piers, having waited and been teased this long, decided he could be a patient man no more.  He wanted to get this over with.  He wanted to get her home alone, but he needed to show the men he was with how to truly please a woman, his woman.  He cut the theatrics; those were best saved for the stage.

“Y’ready?” he purred in her ear.  She swallowed and nodded, unable to deny she was excited for the beating her cunt was about to take.  His hands found her hips and he shoved his cock deep inside her with little warning.

“Fuck!” she squeaked and tensed at the sudden intrusion.  Piers merely laughed.

“We’re just gettin’ started. This is gonna be rough, just like you like it.”

Annais’s eyes rolled back as withdrew himself from her just to do it again.  And again.  Each time harder and deeper than the last.  These sharp thrusts only raised a tiny grunt from her as she bit her lip, causing him to frown.

“You’re being far too quiet tonight,” Piers commented.  “My heart is weepin’.  Y’know I love it loud.  Yell, moan, make some sweet music for me, Annais, my love.”

Piers picked up the pace, settling into a familiar rhythm.  Annais blindly obeyed, growing more vocal this time around.  Each roll of his hips brought more noise from her lips.

“Fuck, that feels good,” Piers said.  His fingers dug into the plush flesh of her hips and held her down so he could rut into her harder.  “Your cunt always milks me so well, love.  It was made for me."

“O-Ooh, Nez,” she cried, throwing her head back.  Annais’s moans were out of control at this point.  “Nez, oh my God...”

Piers donned a wide, toothy smile.  “Shout it,” he commanded.  He was finally getting her to the point he enjoyed.  “Shout my name.”

“Nez!  Mm, fuck, Nez!”

“Atta girl,” Piers chuckled. He paused, leaving her panting and breathless.  “Now then… Beg me to continue, my girl.  Use the full title.  Don’t believe these buggers know what ‘Nez’ is short for.”

“Please… Y… Your highness…”

“That’s it, love.  Go on.”

“Please,” she whined. “I need you, Nez…  Your highness.”

“‘Your highness?’ That’s what it bloody means?” Raihan whispered to Avery, who shrugged.  “I thought it was some Carolian thing.”

“That’s adorable,” Leon added.

“That’s kinky,” corrected Avery, crossing his arms.  “She’s just been calling him her Dom in public for months?  Revolting.”

“Someone sounds jealous.”

“Still can’t believe she’s not pegging him every night,” Raihan said.  “I would’ve lost that bet.”

“Little louder for me, Ann,” Piers said, feigning ignorance about the conversation behind him.  His finger pressed her clit as he said this and grinned wickedly as her hips jerked from the pressure.  “Not gonna continue until you’re loud enough for my liking.”

“Please, ah!”  Her hips bucked against his hand as she shouted.   “P-Please, please fuck me, y-your highness!”

“Since y’asked so nicely, my love.”

With that, he pounded her, hard and fast.  His hips slapped against hers with each sloppy, uncoordinated thrust.  It was noisy, coupled with the swears and moans that fell from her sweet lips.  The angle in which he was fucking her had him hitting her sweet spot just right. She couldn’t help but moan louder.

“Oh, fuck… God… P-Piers!”

“Fuck, your cunt feels so good,” he complimented through heavy breaths as he quickened the pace. “An’ it’s all mine, innit?”

She wordlessly bobbed her head, but he wasn’t satisfied by this.  He gripped and tugged on her hair again.

“Was that a yes?” he growled.  “Need to hear you, Ann.”

“I-It’s yours, Nez! All yours!  Yours to claim and cum in… Please cum in me.  Please…”

“Music to my ears, love. Yell a li’l louder.  Yell my name.  Tell them who you belong to.”

“Piers!  Piers!  Piers!” she chanted in time with each harsh thrust.  

“Beg me to cum.”

“Please cum!  Please cum!  In me!  Cum in me, Piers!”

Orgasm rapidly approaching, Piers gritted his teeth and tried to get her there first.  He knew she was right on the brink.  Her hands had wound up beneath his tank, nails digging at the skin of his shoulder blades.  Crescent shaped scratches joined the faded scars and bruises that already littered his pale skin.  Her legs had tightened around his hips, holding him to her as her toes curled. Her eyes lolled back.  He heard his name slipping past her slightly parted lips.  He leaned down to kiss them once more, gripping her hair tight as he held his hips to her.  This final gesture tipped the scale, sending both of them into a shared ecstatic climax.

“Wow… Doesn’t that just make you want to fall in love?” Leon asked, holding his snapback over his heart.

Raihan raised a brow. “Dude…?”

“What?” said Leon with a blush.  “You just don’t see that kind of connection in porn.”

“I refuse to believe you’ve indulged in pornography.”

“Bet Lee looks up ‘sex’ or ‘people doing it’ in Incognito and goes from there.”

“What’s wrong with that?”

“You all are givin’ me a bloody headache,” Piers said, lowering Annais’s legs and pulling out of her.  He watched in smug satisfaction for a moment as his seed seeped out of her and pooled onto the bench before reaching for the towel again to clean up after himself.

Leon cleared his throat. “Hey, Piers…”

“Hm?”

“You didn’t really uh, breed her, did you?” Leon asked.

“Worried about that, aincha? What if I did?”

“Wouldn’t that be messed up?” he asked.  “Since she’s hypnotized and all?”

Piers laughed and shook his head.  “Don’ worry, your champ’s squeaky clean public image is safe.  She’s on something to prevent that.  Let’s me joke about it, though.”

“Cos you’re into MILFs,” chuckled Raihan.

“Oi, piss off, Raihan.  Everyone in their bloody right mind’s into MILFs.”

“Y’know, what?  Fair.”

Piers looked at Avery and gestured to Annais.  “Snap ‘er out of it, then.  I wanna get home at some point.”

“Alright, Annais,” Avery said and snapped his fingers.  “You may snap out of it.”

Annais rubbed her eyes. The slyest of smirks was present as she was pulled from her trance.

“Avery?” she asked as she sat up.

“Yes, my dear?”

“Sorry, but you still suck at hypnosis,” Annais told him.  “I’m disappointed really, the idea was so hot.”

Avery recoiled. “What?  But you-?”

“But she what, mate?” asked Piers while chuckling.  “One look in her eyes and you could tell she was all there.”

“What?  Y-You knew?”

“Don’ have to be a psychic to read my girl’s mind.  She wanted me to play along.”

“Ouch!  Harsh,” Raihan laughed.

“Don’t feel so sore, Ave,” she said, standing up to pat him on the shoulder.  “You’re still really good at eating pussy.”

“Wait,” said Leon.  “You just faked being hypnotized the whole time?  What’s the point in that?”

“Cos he read my thoughts,” she revealed.  “And called me a terrible liar.  Should’ve pulled that stunt again and he would’ve known, but he got cocky.”

Avery heaved a sigh. “I suppose you bested me again. I’ll learn from you yet.”

“Damn, Ann.  You’re cold,” Raihan said, smiling and shaking his head.  “And a freak. Starting to worry you’re worse than me.”

She shrugged.  “Now, does anyone want to join me for this overdue shower, or should I just enjoy it by myself?”

“Aht!  Nuh-uh.  They can take their own showers,” Piers said, pulling Annais close.  “I’ve had enough sharin’ to last me.  Might start really gettin’ sore about it soon.”

“Aw, c’mon, Piers!” Leon said.  “I got turned on again, mate!”

“Bet Raihan wouldn’t mind helpin’ with that,” the punk said as he ushered the champion towards the showers. “Cheers.”

Annais looked over her shoulder and gave the remaining men a little wave, which they all awkwardly returned.

“So…” Leon cleared his throat when the couple left the room.  “My suite isn’t too far away.”

“You really want me to show you the Charizard, don’t you?” Raihan laughed.  “You coming too, Avery?  Lee might be an easier subject.”

“Hey!”  Leon frowned.  “I’m not easy!”

The psychic shrugged. “Sure, why not.  Appears I could use the practice.”