Ryouga stammered all the way to the bed. Trying to say something that sounded like denial but could be interpreted as mere shyness by anyone willing to do so.
Kasumi being a very WILLING pokewoman with a handsome new trainer was, as mentioned, VERY willing to do so. Before Ryouga really knew what had happened. He was sitting on a queen-sized bed with Kasumi and the was door firmly locked behind them.
He gulped. "Uhm, Kasumi. We don't have to do this if your not, I mean if I'm not..." Ryouga teetered off, extremely uncomfortable.
Kasumi giggled cutely. "It's alright Ryouga. I WANT to do this." She reassured him.
"Oh! Oh well, then I suppose..." His head was swimming. How was he supposed to get himself out of this! "Kasumi." He took her by her shoulders. "I think tha-- mmmphh!" He stopped as she reached in and kissed him. Hard.
"Mmmm. Master is very good kisser."
"oh?" Ryouga was fighting it, badly. He knew that in a few more minutes he'd lose himself completely and he really didn't want that. Though, try as he might, he couldn't work up any fear about it. "I don't think this is the time you..." He gulped again as she started removing her sweater. She pushed it down a little bit at a time, switching sides every so often and revealing more and more of her upper assets.
"I err, I..." Ryouga couldn't gulp anymore. His mouth was too dry.
Gently, she took his hand and placed it on her breast. "Feel that Ryouga?" Shakily, he nodded. Really, he thought to himself, should have blacked out by now.
"They are for-" Kasumi paused, thinking over her strategy. "I want you to kneed them, slowly."
"Uhm?" Ryouga sweated worse than the icecaps in a heat wave. "Like this?" He slowly started kneading her breast bringing up his other hand to copy the motion on the other breast. Inwardly he sighed in relief. She's only asking for a massage. She probably needs it to go to sleep.
"Yes, Ryouga. Ooooh! That's- mmmmm good." Now she started wiggling out of her clothes entirely, taking care to keep his hands on her breasts and to keep her panties on.
She twisted around until she was lying with her head in his lap. "Please Ryouga, stroke them." Oooh! She was feeling good.
"Huh?" Ryouga was beginning to have doubts. This was getting very close to what he was trying to avoid. Though he didn't feel his cock straining more against his bindings than a minute ago, it was just tolerable. Like riding a wave.
"Please," She repeated. "It would feel soooo good." Ryouga just nodded and started stroking.
Kasumi reached behind his back and pushed her hand up underneath his shirt. She petted his firm backside, freeing the shirt from his pants while doing so.
After a bit of this, she looked up into his eyes. "Ryouga?" He um'ed in response. "Would you, kiss them?" He looked down at her alarmed. "Please?" Her lips quavered and she got big doey eyes.
"I-" It wouldn't be so bad. He wouldn't be doing anything, just giving them a small kiss. "Okay." He bent down and gave them a quick peck. No, wait. Probably should do more than that. Without rising, he sucked quickly at one breast, just above the nipple. He went back up, but stopped and thought; she probably wanted more.
So he bent down again and started licking the one breast while continuing to stroke the other. Then he felt something warm around his cock. In alarm he sat straight up. He looked down and saw Kasumi sucking on it.
"Uhm, Kasumi?" She nodded and he shook at the feeling. "What are you doing?" With a loud smack, she let go.
"Why, I'm only trying to help ma- Ryouga with his problem."
Ryouga peered at her suspiciously.
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