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You are a grunt, only a grunt.
You’ve worked for Team Magma for Arceus knows;
You’ve worked so hard to get any validation from the admins, especially from Leader Maxie, his simplest comments, even with positive connotations, would send you over the moon.
It wasn’t until one day Tabitha, an admin of Team magma had to take over a group of grunts, including you due to Courtney’s need to focus on her mental health because of recent events.
It was you and the other’s responsibility to repair the stolen submarine, even upgrading it to withstand the intense, and sudden rising temperature that would occur;
As you were tasked to rewire the electric components inside, pairing the red, the yellow, the green, and the blue wires to its appropriate position on the motherboard of the main computer inside used by Leader Maxie.
While soldering the wires together and checking the components to make sure they worked correctly, you’d experience a short circuit, which would cause the entire submarine and its function to stop working entirely, trapping you, and the admin in charge inside.
You knew you were screwed, you could already sense his rage, you could already see him stomping around and whining that he was going to starve because of you.
You braced for the worst, you squinted your eyes and prayed to Arceus that whatever he throws at you doesn’t cause a concussion.
“GRUNT 530- WHY IS THERE NO POWER!?-“
The admin shouted as he stepped up onto the top platform of the cramped submarine.
It was barely dark, you could see his eyes, even in the dark, they pierced through you like daggers;
“Sir. It was a simple mistake of mine, I’m truly sorry.”
You mustered up, you feared what would happen next.
As you tried to de-escalate the problem, Tabitha could be seen on his PokéNAV, alerting the others about the predicament you’ve put both of them in.
“It will be a couple hours until they can come by with tools to open the door, til then… you are to figure out this issue, or you will be sent to janitorial duties for the rest of your time here when we do get out of here. Do you understand?”
All you could do was nod in obedience.
Going into your toolbox, you pulled out your head lantern, pulled down your red hood to reveal your disheveled hair, and put on the headgear.
Quickly turning on the light, you immediately work to troubleshoot the problems with the soldering, grabbing replacement parts from a box that contained everything to basically rebuild an entire desktop computer.
You couldn’t help but look at the admin that scolded you for your mistake, who was now sitting near the steering column on the submarine, on his PokèNAV, most likely playing some games, it was a dead giveaway because of the window’s reflection;
After nearly an hour, and having to basically rebuild the entire center computer, the motherboard of the submarine by scratch, thanks to the ‘spare parts’ box, you’d head towards the circuit breaker and try again, at last the power finally came on.
This took your admin by surprise, he looked up at you as the door that sealed both of you two in would open, making a soft hissing sound as it did.
“Well then…” you muttered as he approached you once again, his eyes squinting like usual, probably due to light sensitivity, but who knows, you’re not him.
“Next time this ever happens again, I’ll demote you to a janitor.” He commented before leaving the vehicle.
You two would walk out of that submarine with embarrassment written all over your face, and pride on his face, he’ll probably take credit for your efforts after all.
The two grunts who’d come to rescue both of you were already prepared to basically saw the door off, and with the usage of a battering ram, which was obvious.
Your fellow grunts seemed relieved that their leader Tabitha was alive and well;
Later on while you were sorting out tools and equipments, you were called to Tabitha’s office thanks to the handy pager that every grunt was given.
You’d drop everything assuming the worst, maybe he was serious about the demotion, you couldn’t lose your job as a electrical technician, you had nowhere else to go if you lost that role.
As you rushed to his office, a sense of dread hit you like a truck, almost trembling in your shoes.
“Have a seat, now.” Tabitha ordered, you literally just walked in.
You would sit down in the chair in front of his desk, prepared to be demoted, prepared to lose one job that actually paid you much more than a regular grunt.
“You needed me, Leader Tabitha?…” you squeaked out, he glared at you before he went back to typing aggressively on his computer.
“Yes. It’s about earlier today.” He responded as he stopped what he was doing, facing you now.
“If it wasn’t for your skill to quickly replace an entire computer, I think I would’ve demoted you right then and there. But since you’ve screwed up with that in the first place, you owe me your time.” He stated nonchalantly.
“You will be by my side on the next mission. This time, you will carry my tent, and other things I may be unable to carry. Failure to do so will lead to that… demotion. Yes?” Tabitha continued on, you felt relief.
Though, you began to wonder what the next mission would be, maybe to another region? Perhaps to an unclaimed island?
Who knew, but the idea of paying your beloved admins back was much better than scrubbing dried excrements off toilet seats and floors;
Everyday until the big mission was basically you bringing his lunch, cleaning his laundry, making his bed, tidying up his room, etc..
At least it wasn’t the bathrooms, and you were still the technician that the other grunts bugged you for help with trivial things.
You weren’t used to being his personal maid, but at least you weren’t giving him a bath… or something bizarre;
Eventually though, it was the day of the mission, The select grunts would line up with their own camping gear, neatly placed in duffle bags with the team magma logo branded onto them, you couldn’t even tell who’s bag was who!
You however stayed by Tabitha’s side, over time you’d feel bad for fucking so badly that day, and it haunts you.
“Ladies and gentlemen.” The head leader boomed over the speaker, the grunts stood in lines, a total of 10 grunts, including you were going to this mission with Tabitha, Courtney, and the great Leader Maxie that everyone adored and admired.
The grunts would begin passing the duffle bags full of personal camping gears to the said submarine.
The admins bags were last so the moment it was time to unload the submarine it’d be them to have their stuff first.
You could tell which bag was yours though, you’d tie a pink ribbon on one of the handles, and watching it be passed to one another mesmerized you;
Soon enough everyone selected were in that submarine, you sitting next to Tabitha as he pressed buttons to configure the setting to his own liking, this was gonna take awhile to arrive to your destination.
You’d fidget with your hair, your clothes, even the cute charm on your own pokèNAV.
Tabitha would be too busy ordering the other grunts around, while you just sat there looking pretty;
After several hours of navigating the depths of the ocean, and bumping into ocean life, you’d be at your destination.
It was a large patch of land away from any civilization, it was only you, the 9 grunts, and the 3 admins.
It was bustling with life, wild pokemon populated the place, and the sun was shining bright.
Some of the grunts would let their Camerupts and mightyenas out to run around and play, while the admins would look around the area for potential camping areas, mainly Courtney and Tabitha;
As soon as everyone got their belongings, it was time to unpack and set up camping areas.
You’d immediately work to unpack Tabitha’s belongings, figuring out how to set up his tent, etc.
Before you could sit down to rest, you realized you’d have to grab your bag, it was tucked away neatly in the pile of unclaimed baggage’s.
It was a nightmare to grab your stuff, realizing it was lighter than usual, upon opening up the bag it was only your sleeping bag, an extra blanket, pajamas, your loungewear, and some basic hygiene stuff.
Those grunts stiffed you out of your own tent, greedy bastards.
You’d approach your leader, who now was reading a book on a lawn chair that he had to bring with him, you mustered up a coherent sentence.
“Leader Maxie sir… I believe I don’t have a tent.”
He looked up at you, you were blocking his light, he pinched his temple and took a deep sigh before responding to such a dumb statement.
“Well I suppose it wouldn’t hurt if you shared a tent with one of the others… Just don’t do anything… weird.” He responded, before shooing you away with a simple wave gesture.
Tabitha however was using his PokèNAV to scope out the island using its built in GPS system, you approached him before gently tapping his shoulder.
“Leader Tabitha sir, it looks like I don’t have a tent…” you started off, he glared at you again, his hand on his waist.
“Would it hurt if we… you know… shared a tent…?”
He almost broke out laughing at such a stupid question, he almost thought you were joking.
“You’re joking right? You think just because you do all my basic responsibilities that I’ll let you sleep in MY tent?? It may be huge, but it doesn’t mean I’m letting some mere grunt sleep with me!” He stated, almost making you feel even more regret ever asking him.
You could ask Courtney, but only Arceus knows what she could’ve put in that tent though…
You’d grab a blanket from your bag and place it out, letting your Numel out for a bit before it was dinner time. The sun beat down on you, and sweat droplets began to form on your forehead;
As the sun began to set, and everyone finished eating their premade meals for dinner, all you could think of was where were you going to sleep.
Most of the grunts would already prepare to go to bed in their cosy small tents, whilst you had to most likely be exposed to the elements and wild pokemon.
You’d grab your bag and head off into the woods, finding a shrub to hide behind in order to change into your sleepwear, however, you were pinged, through your pager again.
It was Tabitha, maybe he did have a change of heart. As you left the woods, and approached the opened tent, Tabitha was sitting up, legs crossed, in his pajamas.
“So… you said you needed somewhere to sleep, yeah?” He asked.
You nodded almost desperately.
“I’ll let you sleep in here with me, but there’s a catch.”
You’d do anything, even if it meant rubbing his gross, sweaty feet or something on the lines of that.
“Why don’t you zip that up and I’ll tell you.”
You did as you were told, also putting your bag down next to you.
“There’s really no internet out here, and uh… I was kinda wondering if you’d be down to have sex with me.” He asked awkwardly, since there was no internet, there was no access to porn on his PokèNAV.
Blood rushed to your ears as you heard his conditions, you weren’t prepared to do that kind of stuff with your admin, especially since you signed up specifically to work with the team’s electronic stuff, not to have sex.
“I- um…. I-I’m not exactly sure if I’m ready for that stuff yet, sir…” you stumbled with your words.
You could sense him gazing at your exposed thighs, how nicely the shorts complimented the sheer thickness of your thighs.
“Well… if it helps you sleep at night, I suppose…” you finally answered, you weren’t sure how’d to pull it off since people could hear their conversation, and what if Leader Maxie was still awake?
He’d be demoted right then and there, PDA wasn’t allowed, especially to this magnitude.
“Take your uniform off for me, I’d like to see what I’m working with.” He requested, he lounge back against his duffle bag, kinda using it as a back support of sorts.
You didn’t hesitate, you sighed deeply before starting off with the gloves, the shoes, then the socks, then the hooded tunic that proudly displayed Team Magma’s logo, turtleneck top, then the shorts, only now leaving you in just your undergarments.
You’d go back to sitting back on your knees before waiting for his next instructions, you could see him getting excited just by the visible bulge in between his legs, it was… huge.
Tabitha would sit back up and crawl towards you, his face merely inches away from yours, his lips grazing your lips gently, you didn’t hesitate to close your eyes, reach up for his face, and kiss him.
This was your first kiss for the first time in a while, the first kiss being somewhat cautious, but the second one was more confident, he even got on top of you, despite his weight, he wasn’t crushing you either.
You let out a soft moan as he kissed you more, slowly moving away from your mouth down to your neck, he’d lick and kiss your neck softly, sending chills down your spine, at this point you wanted more, you were willing to risk everything just to feel something at that moment.
He’d lift your sports bra to reveal your breasts, his tongue lapped gently at one of your nipples, and his other hand gently groping the other one.
To him, it was the first time since college he got to have sex with anybody.
His tongue felt amazing against the sensitive bud, his hand that once grabbed and played with your breast was soon rubbing against your crotch, his finger would rub your clit, your panties began to get wet from the intense arousal you felt at that moment, your body begged for more.
You were panting like a female mightyena in heat, and you’d hastily take off your panties in sheer desperation for more, you’d display yourself in front of the admin in the act of extreme horniness, pushing his head further down to your heat, slick and juices flowing as you whimpered, practically begging him to eat you out like an all-you-can-eat buffet.
“P-please… pl-please-“ you begged as his face was now in front of your wet folds, you jolted at his hot breath against your wet folds dripping with arousal.
He looked up at you with a smirk plastered onto his face before he was buried into your pussy, he sucked and licked at your sensitive wet bud, you needed this… no… you needed HIM.
You’d let out a cry, your body twitching and aching for more, his arms would wrap firmly around your thighs, your fluids getting all over his lips and chin.
Soon enough you felt yourself nearing your climax, your fingers intertwined with his black locks of hair, it was getting hard to keep your volume down as you let out a solid cry in ecstasy, your body contorted in a way where he was practically locked in between your legs, you’d soon come down from your climax and let go of your admin.
He’d sit right back up from you nearly suffocating him with your grip, he gasped for air as he wiped off his face of your arousal fluids.
“So… had a good time there?~” he purred before looking down at you, you were a twitching, sweating mess.
All you could do was nod in response, before you could even do anything he’d begin taking his clothes off, revealing his body to you.
Of course he was chubby, but he had lots of burn scars as well as a few tattoos on his chest and arms, they weren’t ornate like you’d see on some men, but they were simple ones, one of them was a full illustration style piece featuring his Mightyena looking gracefully up at the moon, which covered a burn scar.
Before you could admire more of his tattoos, he’d pull down his boxers to reveal his erection.
It was much bigger than your expectations, girthy, uncut, complemented with black curly pubes at the base, you couldn’t help yourself, you sat up and pushed him back to where he was now lying down, which took him by surprise.
“Look at you being all eager to get it~” he complimented you, but you were just so desperate to be dicked down savagely.
You grabbed his throbbing cock before stroking it, you whimpered in desperation as he groaned in response to your touch.
You couldn’t believe what had become of you, you’re supposed to be obedient and avoid such tomfoolery, but your needs got the best of you tonight.
You’d soon begin to suck on his thick dick, even deepthroating it, his pubes tickled against your nostrils, you moaned softly at the strong musky smell his cock gave off, you needed this after all.
He’d try to contain his moans and groans as he watched you lose your mind over your needs.
“You’re doing such a good job~” he praised you, you knew you’d melt over this, and it did the trick.
Soon enough you were on your back again, your duffle bag being your support, you looked up at your beloved admin before you knew it, he was buried in your neck, plowing you savagely, hitting your sweet spots with each thrust.
Your fingernails dug into the burn scars on his back, scratching him up as he thrusted into you ever so lovingly, he needed this, you needed this.
You moaned loudly, it almost sounded like a Pokémon howling in the night, each thrust soon became sloppy and harder as Tabitha reached his climax, soon enough, you were cumming around his cock, tears rolling down your face as he praised you once more for holding it in for so long.
He’d let out a loud groan as he pulled out, cumming onto your belly;
Both of you two were tired, you’d both sneak off to the beach to wash off, then to finally fall fast asleep soundly, in each other’s arms, inside the safety of his tent.
The morning shall be so awkward to explain.