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Pokemon: The Adventures of Ryan and Kirrie	By : ImMyOwnOC Category: +M through R > Pokemon Views: 29412 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 5
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Jealousy: the adventures of Ryan and Kirrie
Kirrie learns the hard way that Ryan has a surprising possessive streak
(This is the seventh part of my Pokémon collaboration series with FanfictionFan360. Kirrie belongs to him, Ryan belongs to me)
“You know, your fashion sense never ceases to confuse me.” Ryan quipped as Kirrie got dressed for the day, whilst still adhering to her mainly nudist life style. She wore her usual mini skirt and shoes, but instead of a shirt, she put on a small sleeveless jacket, the kind of jacket people put on top of their tops as more of a fashion item than a proper jacket. It was too small to reach lower than her ribs, and she kept it open, keeping her small breasts on display.
“It’s getting chilly out so I need to wear more.” Kirrie pouted as she pulled on a pair of panties, her lips pursing as she felt the soft fabric encase her core, feeling almost claustrophobic from the small item of clothing. She used to be used to wearing underwear, but since her relationship with Ryan started, she found that going commando generally made things easier and was, above all, a lot more comfortable.
“Yeah, two inches worth of extra clothing is really ‘wearing more’.” Ryan said, rolling his eyes before flinching as Kirrie cuffed his ear. “Shall we get moving?” He asked, rubbing his now stinging ear. “I hear Olivine’s PokeMart is having a sale this week. We’re running a little low on Pokémon food and general first aid supplies.”
“Sounds good.” Kirrie responded as she zipped up their tent. They had set up camp on the route just outside of Olivine City since it saved them money from not renting a room at the Pokémon Centre, whilst having the ability to walk into the City in less than five minutes to get supplies and less than ten minutes away was Olivine’s famous beach, which Kirrie had been wanting to visit ever since they set foot in the Johto region.
Kirrie left her jacket open during the walk to the city, the gentle breeze making her nipples harden, bringing a faint smile to her lips. She wished she could feel the wind on her bare core as well, but she didn’t want to risk the wind lifting her skirt and flashing her to Olivine’s citizens. It didn’t go down well for them when it happened in Driftveil City when Kirrie almost flashed Clay when the wind picked up. Thankfully he was looking elsewhere at the time and Kirrie managed to push her skirt down before he could notice.
Approaching the city borders, Kirrie pouted as she was forced to button up her jacket, only closing it by two buttons though, showing off what little cleavage she had. “If nudism wasn’t against the law, you’d never wear clothes again would you?” Ryan sighed as Kirrie fanned the jacket open as much as she could whilst keeping her breasts covered.
“You know me too well.” She just tittered in response, linking her arm with his as they walked to the PokeMart, enjoying the warm ocean air that blew in from the shore line, as well as the sounds from the nearby port.
Passers-by gave Kirrie strange looks as she and Ryan walked through the streets, the ocean breeze causing her mini skirt to flitter up, flashing her pink cotton panties, which she shamelessly did not hide, the proprietor of the PokeMart barely lifted his gaze from his newspaper as the couple stepped inside the establishment, glancing over the paper to get a sudden eye full of Kirrie’s panties, nearly making him spit out his coffee in surprise.
“Okay, we need potions, ethers and definitely some revives just in case.” Kirrie pondered as she handed the items from the shelf to Ryan, letting them pile up in his arms. A recent victory against a fairly rich trainer had left Kirrie a good 5000 PokeYen better off, and by camping instead of hiring rooms, it helped them save up solely for supplies. “We need a lot of Pokémon food as well. You okay to carry this stuff?” She asked as she piled another small mountain of supplies into Ryan’s grasp, a good 2000 PokeYen’s worth shaking vicariously in his arms.
Ryan tried to answer her, saying that he could use a hand, but Kirrie had already hurried off the food section, leaving him to stagger after her, trying not to drop anything, finding Kirrie hauling a large bag of Pokémon food off of a shelf. “There is no way in hell I’m going to be able to carry that!” He said as Kirrie prepared to add the food to the pile in his arms. “Why can’t you carry something?”
“Not much of a gentleman are you?” Kirrie tittered, causing Ryan to roll his eyes, setting the food down and fishing out a Pokeball. “My arms are far too small to carry all this stuff and the store is out of carrying baskets.” She explained, releasing Emboar from his ball. “Be a dear and carry some of the supplies.”
Grunting, Emboar nodded, flashing Ryan a condescending glance as he heaved up several large bags of Pokémon food when Kirrie passed them to him. Obviously silently gloating his superior physical strength over the human as they headed to the checkout, Emboar giving Ryan occasional elbow bumps in an attempt to make him drop his items, but luckily he managed to keep hold of everything in his arms.
As they piled the items on the counter to be rung up by the cashier who had started a conversation with Kirrie, Kirrie seemed strangely oblivious as the cashier started to get flirty with her. That or she was choosing to ignore it. “You know, I could give you a discount for your items.” He smiled suggestively, glancing at Kirrie’s jacket, ignoring Ryan and Emboar as the two exchanged the first remotely agreeable look since they had met months before hand.
“Really? What would I have to do?” Kirrie asked, quickly catching onto what the cashier meant, deciding to humour him a little. Leaning against the counter in a way that flashed her small cleavage a little more.
The cashier grinned lecherously; opening his mouth to say something before his jaw dropped as Emboar stood behind Kirrie, giving him the coldest of death glares whilst cracking his knuckles. “Actually, you know what; you look like nice people, so I’ll give you the discount anyway.” He said, sweat dropping as Emboar leaned over Kirrie to get right in the cashiers face, snorting a jet black cloud of smoke in his face.
“That’s too kind.” Kirrie smiled cheekily as she placed half of the items value on the counter. “Keep the change.” She teased as Emboar heaved the Pokémon food and half of Ryan’s pile into his arms in another attempt to show him up, an arrogant grin lacing his face as Ryan muttered under his breath, taking his now much lighter pile with him.
“Is it just me or did we just basically rob that guy?” Ryan asked as they exited the PokeMart, concerned that the proprietor may call the cops on them, also slightly irked by how easily Kirrie flirted with him.
“Don’t worry, I gave him the full amount. I just loved the scared look on his face. Serves him right for being a perv.” Kirrie tittered whilst Emboar chuckled darkly in agreement, helping Kirrie place as many potions into her bag whilst taking the rest to carry back to their camp site himself.
The trio was barely yards from the PokeMart when a trainer ran up to them asking, “Excuse me, is that an Emboar?” He asked with an excited gleam in his eyes, obviously never having seen an Emboar before.
“Yeah he’s an Emboar, why do you ask?” Kirrie responded as Emboar eyed the trainer warily.
Flashing a toothy grin, the trainer drew a Pokeball, releasing his Infernape. “I challenge you to a battle! My Infernape against your Emboar!” He challenged as the Fire Monkey beat his chest, releasing a torrent of flames from its mouth.
Emboar promptly dropped his items, punching his palm and cracking his knuckles, accepting the challenge before Kirrie could even say anything. “Looks like you caught me at the right time.” Kirrie grinned as she motioned Emboar to step forward. “Emboar here has been itching for a fight for days. Let’s move this to the beach, otherwise we’ll burn the whole city down.” She suggested, to which the trainer agreed, the two hurrying off to the beach with their Pokemon, leaving Ryan to carry the dropped food along with the potions in his bag.
By the time he managed to drag their items down the street to the beach, the battle had already begun, sand flying everywhere as Emboar slammed his fists down over and over, trying to hit the Infernape as the Fire Monkey managed to evade every swing of the Mega Fire Pig’s massive arms, smoke bellowing from his nostrils as his temper flared. “Use Mach Punch Infernape!” Kirrie’s opponent ordered, prompting the Infernape to dart towards Emboar with lightning speed, punching him hard across the face, making him stumble.
“Use Hammer Arm!” Kirrie instructed and Emboar slammed his fists down again in response, catching the Infernapes tail making it shriek in pain. “Now throw it in the air and use Fire Blast!”
Bellowing as he heaved his opponent skyward, Emboar inhaled deeply before firing the powerful Fire Blast attack straight from the pit of his gut, hitting the Infernape mid-air, creating a small explosion, which the Fire Monkey was barely fazed by, diving down through the smoke to punch Emboar hard in the head.
This only infuriated the Fire Pig further, his eyes turning a deep red with fury as jet black smoke shot from his nostrils. Grabbing the Infernape by its tail again, throwing it down the beach before shooting a punishing Flamethrower at it, to which the Infernape repelled with its own Flamethrower, creating a struggle between the two of them.
Kirrie and her opponent urged their Pokémon on, the heat surrounding them escalating to incredible levels to the point that the air rippled around them. A large crowd had begun to gather to watch the battle unfold, several of them cheering for the Pokémon they expected to win, with Emboar getting the most cheers.
“Break through and hit it with Heat Crash!” Kirrie ordered. Emboar’s Flamethrower died down and reversed itself, encasing the Mega Fire Pig’s body in an inferno. Letting out a thundering roar, Emboar launched himself skyward to dodge the Infernape’s Flamethrower before slamming down on the Fire Monkey, not allowing it any time to get away. “Now, Hammer Arm again!” Kirrie ordered as Emboar pinned the Infernape down. Raising his massive arm, Emboar slammed it down again and again, beating the Fire Monkey into the sand whilst its struggles got weaker and weaker.
Emboar continued to beat Infernape into the sand for several minutes before picking up his battered opponent by its head. The Infernape had lost all consciousness, hanging limply in his grasp. “Damn it!” The trainer cursed returning his Pokémon. “I thought I had a chance there, but you really proved me wrong.” He sighed, pulling out a wad of money from his wallet.
“Don’t worry about it.” Kirrie smiled back as she accepted her winnings. “Emboar never goes easy on anyone. Your Infernape’s main problem was being smaller than him.”
“Yeah.” The trainer laughed, nervously rubbing the back of his head. “Can I ask you something? Are you single?”
Ryan’s attention picked up when he heard the trainers question. He had been too busy staring at the large crater in the sand that Emboar had created with his fists and the Infernape’s face. His heart rate picked up when Kirrie didn’t immediately turn the trainer down. Yes they weren’t officially boyfriend and girlfriend; always deeming themselves ‘not officially together’, but he liked to believe that Kirrie considered herself taken. Even Emboar raised an eyebrow when the trainer wrote down his Poketch number and Kirrie happily took it.
Ryan’s fists unconsciously clenched as Kirrie gave the trainer a more than friendly wave goodbye before sauntering back to them as if she had done nothing wrong. “Alright, let’s head back to camp. By the time we dish some of this food out tonight, we should be able to fit the rest in our bags.” She said as Emboar picked up his pile again. Wordlessly, Ryan clutched his items tighter, turning around and marching off towards the cities borders, leaving Kirrie confused. “What’s wrong with him?” She asked, to which Emboar just shrugged, not wanting to get involved.
The walk back to their camp was quiet and tense, the silence only broken by Emboar’s heavy footsteps, Kirrie occasionally looking up at Ryan as he marched ahead, his shoulders locked tight in obvious anger, but she had no clue what could have upset him.
When they reached the camp, Ryan unceremoniously dumped the items in his arms inside their tent before sulking off towards the treeline, sitting down with his back facing them. Deciding to see what the hell was wrong with him, Kirrie told Emboar to put the food down before returning him to his ball, placing the Pokeball in the tent before heading to where Ryan was sitting. “What’s got your panties in a twist?” She asked, poking him in the back with her foot, only to jump back with a yelp when he suddenly climbed to his feet to tower over her.
“What the hell was that back there?” He growled, glaring at her with darkening eyes, noticing how she shivered ever so slightly under his gaze.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Kirrie responded, suddenly finding herself back against a tree with Ryan standing over her, his arm outstretched with his hand pressed against the tree right next to her head.
“That guy back there. You took his fucking number.” Ryan growled through gritted teeth, feeling his blood pressure beginning to rise. “What the hell did that mean? Am I not enough for you?”
Kirrie scoffed at Ryan’s words, glaring right back at him, trying her best to hide the arousal bubbling in her loins. “I can talk to whoever I like and take any number I want. You don’t own me!” She snapped before yelping as Ryan ducked his face down to stare straight into her eyes.
“That’s where you’re wrong.” He snarled, taking hold of Kirrie’s jacket, ripping it open with a single pull, the buttons flying everywhere as her small A cup breasts were exposed to the air, her nipples hardening instantly as goosebumps ran along her skin. Before she could react, Ryan slid his hand under her skirt, cupping her clothed core. “You’re already wet.” He grinned wickedly, slowly rubbing her as she clutched at his wrist, vainly trying to push him away but just didn’t have it in her to do so.
Kirrie gritted her teeth trying to maintain her glare but it quickly melted when she felt Ryan rip her panties away, baring her core to the cool breeze, making her legs shake. She put up no resistance when he forcibly turned her around and pushed her roughly up against the tree, bending her over in the process, making her bag fall to the ground. Her nails dug into the trees bark as she felt Ryan rub her pussy harder, slipping two fingers into her wet core roughly, making her back arch and her breath catch.

Her toes curled in her shoes when she heard Ryan slowly undo his fly, looking back over her shoulder with misty eyes biting her lip, moaning deeply as she felt the head of his cock rub against her throbbing core, making her drip with arousal.
Ryan bit his lip as he felt the heat radiating from Kirrie’s cunt. He couldn’t lose this. She looked so perfect bent over for him. So beautiful. So fucking sexy. He had no idea where this possessive streak had come from, but he had to stake his claim on Kirrie. Nobody else could have her, not while he was breathing. Placing his hand back on the tree, he leaned over Kirrie’s body, breathing in her ear as he roughly pushed into her, making her buck forward, keening loudly in pleasure.
“Oh…oh fuck….deep.” Kirrie whimpered as her knees shook wildly. Ryan had slammed his entire cock into her before she could fully prepare herself, setting her nerve endings on fire. She felt him enter her womb and could feel her groin bulging, sending waves of pained pleasure through her veins. Tears began to pour down her cheeks and she scraped her nails down the trees bark. “Ryan.” She whined, rocking her hips. “Fuck me.”
Growling at her plea, Ryan bit down on her shoulder, making her shriek in pain and pleasure, starting to thrust hard into her wanting cunt, so wet and hot around his shaft, making him groan against her sugary skin, his free hand reaching under her to grope at her tits as he pounded into her, making her rise up onto her toes with every deep thrust.
Panting heavily and letting her tongue hang out, Kirrie desperately tried to kick her shoes off, feeling extremely claustrophobic already in her clothes, reaching back and letting her face press against the bark to literally rip off her mini skirt, leaving it unwear-able, she let out a shaky moan as Ryan reached under her leg, lifting it up to turn her onto her side, making her support herself on one leg as he hung the other over his shoulder, the shoe on that foot falling off, letting her curl her toes in the air. “Please…too hot…the other one…my jacket...get rid of them.” Kirrie pleaded between pants, letting out a relieved moan when Ryan stepped on the end of her shoe, lifting her to help her foot out of the enclosing footwear.
Moments later, he yanked the jacket down her arms and tossed it aside, leaving her completely bare to nature, kissing her roughly to which she kissed back with gratitude, feeling completely comfortable for the first time that day. Her arousal began to drip down her thigh as she felt her abdomen begin to coil in early signs of orgasm, her breathing getting shallower and quicker as she kissed Ryan harder, sucking hard on his tongue as he stuck it down her throat.
Ryan grunted and growled into Kirrie’s mouth as he felt her cunt flutter and clench. Precum was already oozing from the tip of his cock, feeling his first release building already. He had gone far too hard and fast to last as long as he normally liked to, but all he could do now was try to drag Kirrie over the edge with him. Finding her arousal soaked clit, he began to rub it with two fingers, pounding his cock deeper inside her at the same time, making her break their kiss to scream to the heavens, her cunt exploding in orgasm, soaking both their groins, Kirrie’s legs and the grass beneath them.
Feeling Kirrie’s pussy become as tight as a vice, Ryan came inside her with a primal growl, forcing his entire load into her welcoming womb, filling it almost to the brim and warming her insides, making her simper with pleasure.
As Ryan slowly pulled out, Kirrie whined from the loss of him, her legs nearly giving way, making her clutch at the tree for support until Ryan gripped her hips tightly, glancing back and letting out a choked breath as she felt the tip of his still hard cock poking at her tightest hole, his hands moving back to spread her ass cheeks, helping his entry to her tight backside. “Arceus…please be gentle.” She whispered before letting out a pained cry of pleasure as Ryan slowly pushed all the way in. Sharp stings ran up her spine as he stretched her tightest hole, but with it came one of the greatest pleasures she had ever felt.
Ryan’s mind went white as he felt the scorching heat of Kirrie’s tight ass encase every inch of his cock. She was shaking like a leaf in his grasp and from the sudden wetness he felt on his balls, she had just cum again, making him only sink deeper into her heavenly ass.
Tears ran freely down Kirrie’s face as the painful pleasure racked her body. Her nails dug so deep into the bark of the tree that it cut into her fingertips. Her legs were completely numb, forcing her to rely on Ryan holding her up as he began to fuck her ass just as hard as he did her pussy, making her scream against the tree.
Noticing the tree bark scraping at Kirrie’s face, Ryan had a wicked idea, lifting Kirrie up as if she was weightless and turning around to sit down resting against the tree, letting Kirrie sink down on his cock, savouring her moans as every inch of his cock entered her ass again. “oh Arceus…hurts so good…bite me.” She panted, yelping as Ryan complied, sinking his teeth into her shoulder as he began to move her on his cock, pumping his thick length in and out of her tight ass.
The sounds of Kirrie’s moans, keens and screams filled the trees, along with the noise of Ryan’s cock forcefully claiming her ass. Kirrie came again and again, soaking the grass around them with her arousal, her tongue hanging out shamelessly as all pain in Ryan’s rough claiming of her ass had disappeared, only leaving mind numbing pleasure.
It wasn’t long before Ryan came again, releasing the last of his cum straight into Kirrie’s hot ass, scolding her insides and making her scream in ecstasy before slumping back against him, panting heavily. “Where in the name of Arceus did that come from?” Kirrie asked with a satisfied sigh, nuzzling her head back against his shoulder.
“To be honestly with you Kirrie, I have no fucking clue” Ryan replied, resting his head on top of hers. His cock was still buried balls deep in her ass, but both of them didn’t want it removed from there
A few minutes of comfortable silence passed before Kirrie reluctantly pulled Ryan’s dick from her ass, crawling over to her bag to pull out the slip of paper with the trainer’s number on it, ripping it to shreds without a word. “You’re okay with doing that?” Ryan asked as she crawled back to him, resting her head on his shoulder.
“Of course I am. You made it obvious that you don’t want me calling him. You had to keep your bitch in line.” She tittered as Ryan stared at her in total shock. “I’m kidding. You couldn’t keep me in line if you tried, and I’m only your bitch when I want to be.”
Ryan chuckled shaking his head as Kirrie snuggled further against him. “You never cease to confuse and amaze me Kirrie.”
“And if you’re lucky, I’m going to continue doing so for a lot longer” she winked in a teasing promise before resting her head against his chest, both resting in total contentment as the sun began to set.
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