"A Proper Apology"

"Come on, you lot!" Marnie exclaimed, her voice never rising despite her clear exasperation. "Back home with you now!"

Victor and Hop had just arrived at the Budew Drop Inn in Motostoke hoping to sign in and catch a little shut-eye before the opening ceremony in the stadium tomorrow, only to find a group of goons harassing the staff. It wasn't until after the two Postwick trainers had roundly defeated the four hooligans that Marnie had appeared and explained they were merely overambitious fans of hers, grunts calling themselves Team Yell who had come to cheer her on in her Gym Challenge.

"They're just so caught up with wantin' to support me and all that they tend to get a bit shirty with other Gym Challengers," Marnie explained to Victor and Hop as the four Team Yell Grunts were finally ushered out the front doors of the inn. "Sorry if they caused you any trouble."

"No trouble at all," Victor assured the girl with a smile, doing his best to keep his eyes on Marnie's face instead of literally any other part of her body.

With that, Victor and Hop went to check in at the front desk while Marnie mingled with some of the other Gym Challengers getting ready to spend the night at the inn. Though he knew he should have been getting ready to go to bed and prepare for the opening ceremonies tomorrow, Victor found his thoughts were dominated by the girl with the short pink dress and the black punk jacket. He kept sneaking glances back at her as he checked in, only to look away every time Marnie looked back at him in the same direction.

Is it my imagination, or is she checking me out, too?, Victor thought to himself as he finished signing in beside Hop. Damn, I hope so. That little pink dress, that choker, those legs…I'm getting hard as a Roggenrola here!

"Easy on the eyes, isn't she?" Hop interjected all of a sudden as he nodded back towards Marnie, shaking Victor out of his lustful ruminations. "And already got herself some groupies!"

"Girl works fast," Victor responded in what he hoped was a neutral tone, once again looking back at Marnie and this time blushing lightly as he found she was not only looking back at him, but was also making her way over to him and Hop.

She's coming back, Victor realized with a start. Holy crap, she's actually coming back!

"Looks like someone's got plans for tonight," Hop said, only half-jokingly, wriggling his eyebrows as he collected his things and prepared to head off. "Tell me all about it in the morning, eh, mate?"

And then he was gone, leaving Victor alone in the lobby as Marnie sauntered over to him.

"I wanted to apologize again for my…'fans,'" Marnie said once she came to a stop in front of the trainer, unreadable as always, looking straight at him and speaking in a matter-of-fact manner. "Team Yell. Overzealous, the lot of 'em. Can't be helped, I suppose."

"Oh, really, it was no trouble at all," Victor assured her, blushing again as he realized just how close Marnie was standing in front of him. "No need to apologize."

"We'll have to agree to disagree on that front, then," Marnie responded shyly, looking away slightly as her cheeks turned red. Victor could have sworn she was blushing. "I aim to be the Champion of Galar, and I can't have fans of mine runnin' around and gettin' into trouble, now, can I?"

"I suppose you're right," Victor ultimately agreed, scratching the back of his head a little awkwardly. "Must be a lot of trouble having fans like that."

"You've no idea," Marnie said, a hint of a smile on her lips as she faced him once again. "So, now that we've got that out of the way…what do I say I give you a right proper apology, hm?"

With that, Victor was absolutely certain Marnie was blushing, her cheeks glowing a bright red despite the subtlety of her facial expressions. The trainer from Postwick felt himself swallowing nervously as he looked at the girl before him and took her in – all of her. He looked at her short pink dress, deceptively cute and ending far too soon, leaving almost the entirety of her legs bare save for the pointed boots she wore on her feet. He looked at the black jacket she wore, a stark contrast to her lightly-colored dress, and how it failed to hide the girl's youthful cleavage. He look at her dark green eyes and her gothic black hair and knew right away, even without saying it, that she was thinking the exact same thing he was.

"A proper apology, eh?" Victor finally said, having taken in everything he wanted to see and finally making his decision. "What did you have in mind?"

Ten minutes later, Victor was balls-deep in Marnie's tight cunt and pounding the girl with everything he had.

Instead of going up to one of their rooms, Victor and Marnie had instead found a darkened corridor somewhere within the labyrinth of hallways that made up the first floor of the Budew Drop Inn. Once certain they were alone, they got right to it: no kissing, no undressing, just some mutual foreplay to get each other ready before Victor penetrated Marnie from behind and began thrusting into her like his life depended on it.

Now this is a proper apology, Victor thought to himself as he rammed into Marnie as quickly as he could, already desperate to feel her adolescent cunt take every inch of his cock.

Marnie was facing the wall and supporting herself with her hands as Victor fucked her from behind, having lifted up the bottom of her dress and quickly discarded of her panties. Likewise, Victor's pants were lowered just enough to free his hardened erection as he pushed and pulled it in and out of Marnie's impossibly tight pussy. It was as though the two of them had silently agreed this was to be an act of passion, one not thought-out or dwelled upon; a quickie, a fuck, a few moments of sexual release, and nothing more.

"Uh! Uh! Uhn! Fuck!" Marnie moaned softly as she bucked her hips with every one of Victor's thrusts into her adolescent cunt. She steadied herself with her boots, making sure her legs were far enough apart to accommodate her lover's cock as it was rammed into her nubile body again and again. "Ye've done this before, haven't ye?"

"Eh, I've had my share," Victor responded with a bit of a grin as he reached up and took hold of Marnie's shoulder with his left hand while gripping her bucking hips with his right. He savored both the sound and feeling of the girl's bare ass slapping against his own hips as he thrust into her again and again, pushing his cock deeper inside of her each and every time. "Fuck, you're tight, though! Sure this isn't your first time?"

"A lady never tells," Marnie told him, whimpering slightly as she felt Victor shove his cock all the way into her, burying himself deeper inside of her than anyone else ever had been. "Oh, fuck! Just…don't stop. Don't you fuckin' stop!"

"A girl after my own heart," Victor said with a light chuckle, reaching over with his right hand to squeeze Marnie's tight little ass. "I could get used to this, I could."

Marnie's only response was to continue to moan and grunt and cry out as she felt Victor fuck her relentlessly from behind. Something about being fucked by a complete stranger – and being completely unable to face said stranger – awoke something strangely powerful in Marnie, and the young woman found she quite liked the jolts of sexual excitement surging through her adolescent body. She felt hot. She felt sexy. Most importantly, she felt wanted.

Her boots squeaked against the linoleum floor, her naked ass slapped against her lover's hips as he thrust into her, her still-clothed breasts bounced lightly in motion. Every thrust pushed her closer and closer towards the wall she was pressing her hands against, bending her elbows and forcing her to stick her ass out more to better receive Victor's thick cock.

"HUH!" Marnie suddenly cried out as she felt Victor bury himself to the hilt inside of her, pushing so far and so deep it felt like he was slamming against her cervix, a sensation the girl had never experienced before in her entire life. "Oh, bloody hell! Just like that! Just like that!"

Victor found himself smiling as he repeated the motion, pulling himself entirely out of Marnie save for the head of his cock…before thrusting back into her in one brutal motion, burying himself balls-deep inside of her and causing the girl to snap her head back as she cried out in both pain and pleasure. The young man relished the feeling of Marnie's cunt wrapped around his thrusting cock, squeezing him tighter and tighter as he pounded her deeper and deeper.

Soon enough, the sounds of flesh smacking and slapping began to fill the darkened corridor as Victor plunged deeper and harder into Marnie, eventually moving his one hand down from her shoulder until he was gripping her by the hips, holding her tight ass still as he plowed into it with everything he had, resulting in the girl moaning and shaking before him, wantonly bucking her hips in a desperate attempt to take his cock as deeply as possible. Marnie's jacket and dress fluttered awkwardly, but neither cared, both of them far too engrossed in the pleasures of the flesh to pay attention to such trivial things.

As Marnie moaned and groaned and bucked her hips back at Victor, the young man took to watching her naked ass as it bounced back and forth, his hips slamming into her cheeks every time he thrust into her. Her puckered little asshole was growing more and more tempting as time went by, and Victor swore to himself right then and there that he would one day be the first to put a cock in Marnie's ass – if, of course, she hadn't already received one.

"I knew you fancied me back in the lobby," Marnie suddenly said, snapping Victor out of his thoughts but thankfully not enough to cause him to stop ramming himself into her with all the force he could muster. "I saw you lookin' at me. 'Easy on the eyes,' isn't that what your friend said?"

"Come off it! Like you weren't checking me out yourself!" Victor retorted with a light chuckle, neither confirming nor denying Marnie's assertion. "Something tells me you wouldn't be apologizin' to me like this if you didn't fancy me!"

"Maybe I do, maybe I don't," Marnie responded, biting her lip and squeezing her eyes closed as Victor's hips slammed into her ass and drove his cock deeper still into her needy cunt. "You'll not be gettin' a straight answer out of me that easily."

"Oh, we'll see," Victor said with a mischievous smile, taking Marnie's words as a challenge.

A moment later, Marnie found herself gasping in surprise as she felt one of Victor's hands leave her hips and instead make its way around to her chest. First gripping one of her breasts through her dress and then groping it for a little, just enough to get a moan or two out of the girl, Victor then took hold of the top of her dress and yanked it down until both of Marnie's perky breasts were released from their cloth prison.

From there, Victor quickly took to groping and manhandling Marnie's tits as they bounced and jiggled back and forth, moving in motion as he thrust into the girl's cunt from behind. Marnie gasped and moaned, shivering in delight as she felt Victor playing with her tits, his warm hand tweaking her hardened nipples and squeezing the sensitive flesh of her breasts.

"Fancy me now?" Victory asked playfully, leaning in and practically whispering it in Marnie's ear, causing a shiver to run down the girl's spine.

"M-M-Maybe a little," Marnie admitted breathily after a minute or two of Victor groping her hungrily, still wantonly bucking her hips back against Victor's thrusting hips. Another moment passed, and then Marnie's entire body shivered as a new wave of pleasure flowed through her. "Fuck! I'm so close…!"

That was Victor's clue. Still hungrily squeezing one of Marnie's breasts with one hand and gripping her bucking hips with another, the young man began to ram into Marnie faster and harder than ever before, knowing her end was close. Already going quickly enough that his clothes were stained with sweat and his heart was ready to beat right out of his chest, Victor could do little else but push himself to the very limit, desperate not only to reach his own climax but also to bring about the best one for Marnie as well.

I'm nothing if not generous, he thought to himself as he buried himself to the hilt inside the girl again and again, his hips slamming into her ass with all the force of a light rail.

Luckily for Victor, Marnie had indeed been close when she started crying out, and it didn't take much more effort to push her past her own limitations. Practically screaming in pleasure, Marnie felt her entire body shake and squirm as her orgasm overtook her. Her cunt tightened around Victor's thrusting cock, her legs shook and turned to jelly, and tears were coming out of her eyes as she fought to catch her own breath.

"Oh, Arceus…!" she moaned weakly as she fought to merely remain standing, her orgasm causing her to practically writhe in pleasure between Victor and the wall. "Oh, sweet fuckin' Arceus!"

Victor wasn't far behind. The moment Marnie experienced her own orgasm, Victor felt her already impossibly tight pussy tighten like a vice grip around his cock, practically squeezing the life out of him and begging for him to cum. His thrusts began wilder and more desperate as he toed the line, growing closer with every passing second.

"Here I come!" he announced, moving both hands down to Marnie's hips to keep her naked ass still as he drilled into it with all his might.

"Do it!" Marnie demanded, bucking her hips as best she could with legs made of jelly, her pussy already sore and aching from the supreme pounding she was receiving. "Fill me!"

And, with a loud and agonizing groan of relief, that's exactly what Victor did. Burying himself to the hilt inside of Marnie, the young man began firing rope after rope of hot white fluid into the girl's aching cunt. He thrust forward with every release, slamming his weary hips into her sore ass and pumping her full of his warm seed. All Marnie could do was gasp and moan lightly as she received what Victor gave her, another shiver of delight running down her spine as she felt his boiling hot juices fill her to the brim.

For the next minute or so, the two trainers merely remained where they were in the darkened corridor, with Marnie struggling to stand and Victor's softening cock still buried in her cunt. They both fought to catch their breath, neither releasing the other or even considering putting their clothes back in order. For now, at least, they were content where they were and who they were with.

"I haven't been shagged like that in years," Marnie admitted once she finally had the air and strength with which to speak. She could still feel her lover buried inside of her, his hot juices warming her womb as she pressed her bare ass against his hips.

"Tell me about it," Victor agreed wearily, thrusting into her one last time, just for the hell of it, just to feel her delicious cunt wrapped around his softening cock. "Definitely the best apology I've ever received."

Marnie allowed herself a small smile at that. "Aye. A proper apology."