Sexual Aggression.
Disclaimer: This version doesn't have the actual sex and stuff in it....but it's still kinda raunchy, just look at the title. So..read with discretion, please. And Pokemon and stuff doesn't belong to me, duh, I'm not rich. So don't sue, and well, there's really nothing in here to steal. What are you going to do, steal my title? I'd like to see you write a fic worthy of that title! HA! Now with that said, onto the fic.
Jessie and James walked into the TRHQ, awaiting their next orders from the Boss. They walked into his office and saw two familiar faces, those of their rivals, Butch and Cassidy.
"Hello, Cassidy."
"Hello, Jessie."
"Hello, Butch."
"Hello, John."
"It's James..."
"Right."
They then sat down in the chairs next to them. They had to behave themselves around the Boss. The Boss walked in and sat down in his big chair, behind his desk. He gave his Persian a stroke on the head, and turned to face the four Rockets sitting in front of him. He cleared his throat.
"The reason I have called you here today is because we have reason to believe that there are spies from our team at Police headquarters. You four are hereby instructed to do whatever you have to do, to bring the betrayers to me. You are dismissed, get to the Police Station as soon as possible."
They all breathed quiet sighs of relief as they walked out of his office.
"Well, you two can just go along, Me and Butch will take care of the mission."
"Oh yeah?" growled Jessie. "We'll see who gets it done first!!"
They went their separate ways to the Police Station. They snuck in at different sides of the building, but somehow met up again in the middle of the hall. They stopped and started to yell and argue again. Suddenly, they heard noise from the officers. They were yelling about some Team Rocket members being spotted sneaking into the building, and footsteps all around. Cassidy and Jessie took action, and grabbed their male partners and ran into some supply closets. It was pitch black inside.
Upon entering the closet, James slipped and fell, and was laying with his partner on top of him, straddling him. He blushed.
"I-I'm sorry."
"Don't worry, it's not the first time I've been in this position---James?!!"
James gasped. It was Cassidy's voice! That must mean that Jessie's with-
"Cassidy! I'm sorry, I-" He tried to get up, but she was on top of him, and there were a lot of shelves and hanging jackets and such in this closet. It was no use. He was stuck there.
Cassidy smiled to herself. Stuck in a dark closet, on top of her rivals male partner? It was almost too delicious to be true! She could have fun with this. She "tried" to get up. She moved her hips, bounced up and down a bit, tried to hoist herself back up so "poor" James could get out from under her.
"I'm sorry, it's just no use." she said, her voice dripping with fake sympathy.
James frowned. "Wow, that didn't help the situation at ALL..." he thought. In fact, she had made it just a bit worse.
"Cassidy..." he said.
"Shh..." she cut him off. "There are police looking for us, remember? We need to not make noise." she whispered.
In reality, the police already went down this hall, and hadn't thought to check the closets.
Meanwhile, Jessie had found out it was Butch, and promptly knocked him out as soon as he even touched her, and her and Meowth were hiding out in there, with the unconscious Butch crumpled up in the corner. She seethed, knowing that Cassie was in the other closet with James. Meowth tried not to talk, for fear of ending up like Butch.
In the other closet, Cassidy had discovered James's "problem". She grinned.
"Ah..sorry, but this doesn't usually--..Cass-" he whispered, and tried to squirm away, but that didn't help at all, and even made it worse for him. She grabbed his hands and pinned him to the floor. Her head moved downward as she started to undo his pants.
Meanwhile, Jessie was getting mad--and impatient. She listened at the door for anyone, and proceeded to punch open the door and let herself out. She then went to the next closet, and opened the door. James fell out backwards, with Cassidy's head on his crotch. James opened his eyes to find a very angry Jessie. He quickly got up and, blushing profusely, fastened his pants. He knew he was in for it this time. He put his head down, his shoulders hunched, bracing himself for the hit he was going to get. But surprisingly, she didn't do anything to him. She just glared at Cassidy.
"You....You're such a SLUT! That you can't even keep your hands off MY partner!!"
Cassidy simply got up, wiped her mouth, and rolled her eyes. "I didn't see you going for him, so I figured he was free..."
Jessie was getting even angrier. She raised her fist."Don't assume, Cassidy!!"
Cassidy remained cool as a cucumber. "Well, have you ever gotten him to orgasm?"
Jessie stopped short for a moment. "W-well, we haven't done anything of the sort." Then she regained her composure. "I have self-control, unlike you. I don't go for every man in the vicinity."
Cassidy shrugged. "Then if you haven't done anything, why can't I?"
Jessie stumbled for words again. "Because....because....you're just a slut!! You can't even walk past a good-looking guy without having sex with him!!"
"Maybe that's because I can get any guy I want and we both know that...I mean, I even made James into a man."
James opened his mouth to protest, but didn't have anything to say. He put his head back down and looked at the floor. Jessie retorted. "How do you know you were his first?"
Jessie looked at James. He had a rather uncomfortable expression on his face. If he told the truth, it would prove Cassidy right. And if Cassidy was right, Jessie would be even more angry. He really wanted to leave now. Meowth slinked up to him and sat down on the floor. He wasn't going to make any catty remarks, he feared for his life too.
Cassidy sneered. "I guess after having me, you wouldn't compare. Sorry for ruining your chances."
Jessie fumed. "....We'll just wait and see."
James's eyes widened. "What exactly did she mean by that?" he thought.A feeling of dread came over him. "Why me...."
The mission was a failure by all of them. The underlings had to go in and swarm the place to find the spies. The Boss wasn't surprised by Jessie, James, and Meowths' failure, but Butch and Cassidy got a harsh talking-to and a pay cut.
That night, Jessie, James, and Meowth found a random spot in the woods to camp, and used their supplies from the Meowth balloon to start a fire and cook some instant soup and such. They ate in silence, except for Meowth's few attempts at starting a conversation with phrases like "So...how 'bout dat wedda?" and "I tink tamarra will be a good day ta catch Pikachu.." And Jessie and James would murmur some neutral "yea" reply in unison. Meowth even tried saying things like "So, Jimmy, how would ya like ta dye yer hair blond?" and "I tink we should change da uniforms. Ya know, make dem...yella and purple...or neon green or sumtin..." and they would still reply with some mumbled "yea". After a while, Meowth just stopped trying. Jessie was still fuming about earlier, although she was trying very hard to be a poker face and not let it bother her, and James was just not making eye contact with anyone. He was still very uncomfortable. He slowly and quietly sipped his soup. Jessie ate at a normal pace, but with a frown on her face, unlike the usual happiness they all got when they had something to eat. She looked at James and frowned some more. He hunched over and froze, spoon to his mouth.
"Can't you even eat right?!?!"
He flinched. That sounded a little too familiar. That was all he needed. To be reminded of...her...He put the spoon back in the bowl and pushed the almost-empty bowl away. "..I'm done." he said quietly. "I'm just not that hungry."
Meowth looked at him. "James? 'Not dat hungry?'?" he thought. This wasn't good at all.
Jessie pushed her bowl away. It was empty. "I'm done."
Meowth put the dishes in the balloon. They'd probably wash them later. They set up their sleeping bags. James closed his eyes tightly, and tried to sleep. Jessie was still in one of her worse moods of all time. She tossed and turned, and couldn't sleep. Meowth went to sleep as cats can always do, curled up into a ball. James got up and took a walk to go to the bathroom. When he came back to the campsite, Jessie was standing there, without her white jacket and looking at him.
They made eye contact for the first time since that afternoon.
"I-I just had to go to the bathroom..."
There was uncomfortable silence. They just stared into each other's eyes. Jessie took one step closer to him. "How did it start?"
He took a step back. "How did wha- Oh." He took another step back and closed his eyes, another sad expression crossing his face.
She took a few more steps forward. He looked up, frightened, and took a few steps back, and backed into the basket of the Meowth balloon and fell into it backwards. She leaned into the balloon, relentless. "How did it start?"
He sat up and looked at her. Tears started to fill his eyes. He really did something wrong this time, and he wasn't being punished. He was always getting hit and yelled at if he made a tiny mistake, but this was probably the biggest mistake he had ever made in his life, and she was just talking to him. He started crying. "I-I'm sorry..."
"Don't apologize! You always do that! Even if it isn't your fault!"
He sniffed. "But it was!"
"It wasn't. I know it wasn't." As much as James was an idiot and always messed up, Jessie knew he wasn't at fault. The James she knew would never do something like that. Cassidy was a bitch and a whore..It wasn't surprising that she would try something with someone as handsome as James. She climbed into the balloon and wiped a tear from his face. "Just tell me...what started it?"
He blushed slightly. "It's embarrassing."
"I don't care, James. Just tell me."
He sighed and tried to recollect himself. "I...I got into the wrong closet, and I tripped, and I fell and she was on top of me and she couldn't get up and um..."
"And what?"
He blushed deeply. "She um...made me....get..hard....and then...she started doing stuff to me.."
She growled. "That bitch...I hate her...I hate them both."
"Butch?" James looked at her. "....Hey, you were in a closet with him then, weren't you?"
She stared straight back. "So what?"
"Uh...Did you..uh..do anything?"
"Of course not. He tried just like Cassidy did, but I hit him and knocked him out."
James smiled. He believed her, without a doubt.
He had such a great smile, she couldn't help but smile back a little bit. It made her so mad that Cassidy was now his first...he deserved better. He deserved....
Jessie's smile faded. "I'm not going to lose to her."
James blinked. "What?"
Jessie smiled again, an evil, slightly lusty smile this time. She leaned forward and started to kiss him. He tried to pull away. He didn't want this. But she wanted to give it to him. She parted his lips and explored his mouth with her tongue. He reluctantly accepted, and started to return her kiss. She started to explore more areas of his body, and things escalated. Every now and then, she would ask "Did Cassidy do this?" and he would reply with a breathy "No."
They finished, and Jessie laid down beside him. This was that whole romantic "girl is weak, guy is strong" part. She just wanted to be near him now. She chided herself for being sentimental now, she basically screwed him because she was mad at Cassidy and because she hadn't screwed anyone in a very long time. But there might be some other reason there. She put her hand on James's chest. He reached up and held that hand. James spoke.
"You won, Jessie."
Jessie smiled. He was always trying to say things to make her smile. She rested her head against his chest and started to drift off to sleep.
"I love you too, James." she thought.
Disclaimer: This version doesn't have the actual sex and stuff in it....but it's still kinda raunchy, just look at the title. So..read with discretion, please. And Pokemon and stuff doesn't belong to me, duh, I'm not rich. So don't sue, and well, there's really nothing in here to steal. What are you going to do, steal my title? I'd like to see you write a fic worthy of that title! HA! Now with that said, onto the fic.
Jessie and James walked into the TRHQ, awaiting their next orders from the Boss. They walked into his office and saw two familiar faces, those of their rivals, Butch and Cassidy.
"Hello, Cassidy."
"Hello, Jessie."
"Hello, Butch."
"Hello, John."
"It's James..."
"Right."
They then sat down in the chairs next to them. They had to behave themselves around the Boss. The Boss walked in and sat down in his big chair, behind his desk. He gave his Persian a stroke on the head, and turned to face the four Rockets sitting in front of him. He cleared his throat.
"The reason I have called you here today is because we have reason to believe that there are spies from our team at Police headquarters. You four are hereby instructed to do whatever you have to do, to bring the betrayers to me. You are dismissed, get to the Police Station as soon as possible."
They all breathed quiet sighs of relief as they walked out of his office.
"Well, you two can just go along, Me and Butch will take care of the mission."
"Oh yeah?" growled Jessie. "We'll see who gets it done first!!"
They went their separate ways to the Police Station. They snuck in at different sides of the building, but somehow met up again in the middle of the hall. They stopped and started to yell and argue again. Suddenly, they heard noise from the officers. They were yelling about some Team Rocket members being spotted sneaking into the building, and footsteps all around. Cassidy and Jessie took action, and grabbed their male partners and ran into some supply closets. It was pitch black inside.
Upon entering the closet, James slipped and fell, and was laying with his partner on top of him, straddling him. He blushed.
"I-I'm sorry."
"Don't worry, it's not the first time I've been in this position---James?!!"
James gasped. It was Cassidy's voice! That must mean that Jessie's with-
"Cassidy! I'm sorry, I-" He tried to get up, but she was on top of him, and there were a lot of shelves and hanging jackets and such in this closet. It was no use. He was stuck there.
Cassidy smiled to herself. Stuck in a dark closet, on top of her rivals male partner? It was almost too delicious to be true! She could have fun with this. She "tried" to get up. She moved her hips, bounced up and down a bit, tried to hoist herself back up so "poor" James could get out from under her.
"I'm sorry, it's just no use." she said, her voice dripping with fake sympathy.
James frowned. "Wow, that didn't help the situation at ALL..." he thought. In fact, she had made it just a bit worse.
"Cassidy..." he said.
"Shh..." she cut him off. "There are police looking for us, remember? We need to not make noise." she whispered.
In reality, the police already went down this hall, and hadn't thought to check the closets.
Meanwhile, Jessie had found out it was Butch, and promptly knocked him out as soon as he even touched her, and her and Meowth were hiding out in there, with the unconscious Butch crumpled up in the corner. She seethed, knowing that Cassie was in the other closet with James. Meowth tried not to talk, for fear of ending up like Butch.
In the other closet, Cassidy had discovered James's "problem". She grinned.
"Ah..sorry, but this doesn't usually--..Cass-" he whispered, and tried to squirm away, but that didn't help at all, and even made it worse for him. She grabbed his hands and pinned him to the floor. Her head moved downward as she started to undo his pants.
Meanwhile, Jessie was getting mad--and impatient. She listened at the door for anyone, and proceeded to punch open the door and let herself out. She then went to the next closet, and opened the door. James fell out backwards, with Cassidy's head on his crotch. James opened his eyes to find a very angry Jessie. He quickly got up and, blushing profusely, fastened his pants. He knew he was in for it this time. He put his head down, his shoulders hunched, bracing himself for the hit he was going to get. But surprisingly, she didn't do anything to him. She just glared at Cassidy.
"You....You're such a SLUT! That you can't even keep your hands off MY partner!!"
Cassidy simply got up, wiped her mouth, and rolled her eyes. "I didn't see you going for him, so I figured he was free..."
Jessie was getting even angrier. She raised her fist."Don't assume, Cassidy!!"
Cassidy remained cool as a cucumber. "Well, have you ever gotten him to orgasm?"
Jessie stopped short for a moment. "W-well, we haven't done anything of the sort." Then she regained her composure. "I have self-control, unlike you. I don't go for every man in the vicinity."
Cassidy shrugged. "Then if you haven't done anything, why can't I?"
Jessie stumbled for words again. "Because....because....you're just a slut!! You can't even walk past a good-looking guy without having sex with him!!"
"Maybe that's because I can get any guy I want and we both know that...I mean, I even made James into a man."
James opened his mouth to protest, but didn't have anything to say. He put his head back down and looked at the floor. Jessie retorted. "How do you know you were his first?"
Jessie looked at James. He had a rather uncomfortable expression on his face. If he told the truth, it would prove Cassidy right. And if Cassidy was right, Jessie would be even more angry. He really wanted to leave now. Meowth slinked up to him and sat down on the floor. He wasn't going to make any catty remarks, he feared for his life too.
Cassidy sneered. "I guess after having me, you wouldn't compare. Sorry for ruining your chances."
Jessie fumed. "....We'll just wait and see."
James's eyes widened. "What exactly did she mean by that?" he thought.A feeling of dread came over him. "Why me...."
The mission was a failure by all of them. The underlings had to go in and swarm the place to find the spies. The Boss wasn't surprised by Jessie, James, and Meowths' failure, but Butch and Cassidy got a harsh talking-to and a pay cut.
That night, Jessie, James, and Meowth found a random spot in the woods to camp, and used their supplies from the Meowth balloon to start a fire and cook some instant soup and such. They ate in silence, except for Meowth's few attempts at starting a conversation with phrases like "So...how 'bout dat wedda?" and "I tink tamarra will be a good day ta catch Pikachu.." And Jessie and James would murmur some neutral "yea" reply in unison. Meowth even tried saying things like "So, Jimmy, how would ya like ta dye yer hair blond?" and "I tink we should change da uniforms. Ya know, make dem...yella and purple...or neon green or sumtin..." and they would still reply with some mumbled "yea". After a while, Meowth just stopped trying. Jessie was still fuming about earlier, although she was trying very hard to be a poker face and not let it bother her, and James was just not making eye contact with anyone. He was still very uncomfortable. He slowly and quietly sipped his soup. Jessie ate at a normal pace, but with a frown on her face, unlike the usual happiness they all got when they had something to eat. She looked at James and frowned some more. He hunched over and froze, spoon to his mouth.
"Can't you even eat right?!?!"
He flinched. That sounded a little too familiar. That was all he needed. To be reminded of...her...He put the spoon back in the bowl and pushed the almost-empty bowl away. "..I'm done." he said quietly. "I'm just not that hungry."
Meowth looked at him. "James? 'Not dat hungry?'?" he thought. This wasn't good at all.
Jessie pushed her bowl away. It was empty. "I'm done."
Meowth put the dishes in the balloon. They'd probably wash them later. They set up their sleeping bags. James closed his eyes tightly, and tried to sleep. Jessie was still in one of her worse moods of all time. She tossed and turned, and couldn't sleep. Meowth went to sleep as cats can always do, curled up into a ball. James got up and took a walk to go to the bathroom. When he came back to the campsite, Jessie was standing there, without her white jacket and looking at him.
They made eye contact for the first time since that afternoon.
"I-I just had to go to the bathroom..."
There was uncomfortable silence. They just stared into each other's eyes. Jessie took one step closer to him. "How did it start?"
He took a step back. "How did wha- Oh." He took another step back and closed his eyes, another sad expression crossing his face.
She took a few more steps forward. He looked up, frightened, and took a few steps back, and backed into the basket of the Meowth balloon and fell into it backwards. She leaned into the balloon, relentless. "How did it start?"
He sat up and looked at her. Tears started to fill his eyes. He really did something wrong this time, and he wasn't being punished. He was always getting hit and yelled at if he made a tiny mistake, but this was probably the biggest mistake he had ever made in his life, and she was just talking to him. He started crying. "I-I'm sorry..."
"Don't apologize! You always do that! Even if it isn't your fault!"
He sniffed. "But it was!"
"It wasn't. I know it wasn't." As much as James was an idiot and always messed up, Jessie knew he wasn't at fault. The James she knew would never do something like that. Cassidy was a bitch and a whore..It wasn't surprising that she would try something with someone as handsome as James. She climbed into the balloon and wiped a tear from his face. "Just tell me...what started it?"
He blushed slightly. "It's embarrassing."
"I don't care, James. Just tell me."
He sighed and tried to recollect himself. "I...I got into the wrong closet, and I tripped, and I fell and she was on top of me and she couldn't get up and um..."
"And what?"
He blushed deeply. "She um...made me....get..hard....and then...she started doing stuff to me.."
She growled. "That bitch...I hate her...I hate them both."
"Butch?" James looked at her. "....Hey, you were in a closet with him then, weren't you?"
She stared straight back. "So what?"
"Uh...Did you..uh..do anything?"
"Of course not. He tried just like Cassidy did, but I hit him and knocked him out."
James smiled. He believed her, without a doubt.
He had such a great smile, she couldn't help but smile back a little bit. It made her so mad that Cassidy was now his first...he deserved better. He deserved....
Jessie's smile faded. "I'm not going to lose to her."
James blinked. "What?"
Jessie smiled again, an evil, slightly lusty smile this time. She leaned forward and started to kiss him. He tried to pull away. He didn't want this. But she wanted to give it to him. She parted his lips and explored his mouth with her tongue. He reluctantly accepted, and started to return her kiss. She started to explore more areas of his body, and things escalated. Every now and then, she would ask "Did Cassidy do this?" and he would reply with a breathy "No."
They finished, and Jessie laid down beside him. This was that whole romantic "girl is weak, guy is strong" part. She just wanted to be near him now. She chided herself for being sentimental now, she basically screwed him because she was mad at Cassidy and because she hadn't screwed anyone in a very long time. But there might be some other reason there. She put her hand on James's chest. He reached up and held that hand. James spoke.
"You won, Jessie."
Jessie smiled. He was always trying to say things to make her smile. She rested her head against his chest and started to drift off to sleep.
"I love you too, James." she thought.