A lot can happen in two weeks' time, Victor thought to himself as he looked down over the Galar region from his Flying Taxi, doing his best to think over the sound of the massive Corviknight flapping its steel wings above him. In just two weeks, I saved the entire region from Chairman Rose and Eternatus with the help of two legendary Pokémon, defeated Leon to become the new Champion, and stopped two royal assholes from rampaging across Galar.

It was true; Victor had been busy. Events in Wyndon had not gone as he had expected, what with Chairman Rose and then royal brothers Sordward and Shielbert both attempting to plunge Galar into chaos, but Victor had met his challenges head-on and succeeded. Now he was not only Galar's savior, but also its newest and potentially most popular Champion, a fact the young man was still wrapping his head around. He had fame, riches, a better understanding of the world, and more than a little social and political influence. In short, Victor had everything he had ever wanted.

Well…almost everything.

"Keep the change," he told the man with the aviator helmet riding atop the Corviknight just after they landed, handing over almost double what was asked.

"Ta, mate," the man replied, happily accepting Victor's tip. "Must be good to be the king, eh?"

Victor's only response was a small smile before he left the compartment he had been carried in. A moment later, the Corviknight flew off, leaving Victor alone and standing in front of his latest destination: Spikemuth.

Despite his recent successes in both protecting Galar and becoming its new Champion, there remained one aspect of his life that Victor felt still had yet to receive closure, and that aspect was Marnie. Following a long and rather exhausting night of passion in the Rose of the Rondelands hotel in Wyndon, Victor and Marnie had indeed faced each other in the Semifinals…in the very first match.

Bloody bad luck, Victor thought, making his way into Spikemuth as he remembered his last battle with Marnie. Talk about no victory without sacrifice…

Victor had seen Marnie after defeating her, of course, and she seemed to have handled her defeat well; but the truth was, he didn't really know for sure. The two hadn't been able to get a moment to themselves before they teamed up with Hop and Piers to 'rescue' Leon from Rose Tower. Then came the tournament, the chaos with Chairman Rose and Eternatus, the Championship match itself, Sordward and Shielbert; it had all been one thing after another, and by the time it was all said and done with, Victor was the Champion and Marnie was…gone.

Gone, that is, until Victor learned from her brother Piers that she had accepted his offer to become the new Gym Leader of Spikemuth.

But why did she leave Wyndon so damn quickly?, he wondered as he made his way past derelict buildings and dark alleyways towards the converted basketball court that served as the makeshift Spikemuth Gym. And why did she leave without so much as a goodbye?

Victor intended to find out.

He found her exactly where he expected to find her, and doing exactly what he had been expecting her to be doing…namely, beating some poor Gym Challenger hollow. Victor smiled a little despite himself as he came upon the crowd of Gym Trainers, Team Yell members, and Spikemuth locals gathered around the chain-link fence separating the Spikemuth Gym from the surrounding buildings. It looked to be the tail end of the fight, with Marnie's Morpeko making short work of a young man's Jellicent.

And there she was, Marnie herself, dressed as she always was despite her new position, still in her little pink dress and black punk jacket, her hair done in the usual gothic fashion. Her eyes were hard, hard as they always were when she was battling, her mind consumed by the desire to win coupled with a seemingly boundless confidence. She looked good, Victor had to admit; she looked very good.

"Better luck next time," Marnie said to the defeated challenger after her Morpeko finished reducing the opposing Jellicent to a fine mist with a ferocious bolt of lightning. "And tell your mates the Spikemuth Gym is back up and runnin', yeah? I'll be needin' as much practice as I can if I want to take on the Champion again."

Same ol' Marnie, Victor thought with a small smile.

He was just debating how best to approach Marnie without drawing too much attention to himself when her Morpeko made the matter moot by sniffing the air and then turning in his direction. Smiling adorably, the tiny Pokémon leapt from Marnie's side and began running over to where Victor stood behind the chain-link fence watching the battle.

"Hey, Morpeko!" Victor greeted the Pokémon warmly, sticking a few of his fingers through the fence so it could brush its electric sacs against him affectionately. "Long time, no see, huh, buddy?"

"Well, speak of the devil," Marnie announced, loudly enough that the entire crowd could hear her as she raised an eyebrow and turned towards the two. "Seems like the brand new Champion of Galar himself has decided to drop by lowly Spikemuth for a visit. Lookin' for a rematch, are we?"

Victor blushed lightly as he heard Marnie getting the crowd worked up around them, fighting to keep his cool despite himself. He still had his Pokémon with him, and was prepared to battle if he had to – he was always prepared, he was the Champion for a reason, after all – but that wasn't why he had come to Spikemuth. Besides, he had hoped to speak to Marnie personally…not in front of four dozen raving fans.

"Not today," Victor finally answered, doing his best to ignore the groans of the crowd around him. "Purely a social visit."

"Guess it can't be helped," Marnie responded, her expression as unchanging as always. With that, she turned to the crowd. "Alright, get a move on, you lot, show's over! Seems the Champion and I have some catchin' up to do!"

Victor waited until most of the crowd had dispersed before making his way over to the doorway that led into the makeshift gym, sliding deftly through it as Marnie remained largely where she was, tending to her Pokémon after their latest battle. Morpeko greeted him almost immediately, practically running into the young man's arms and convincing Victor to simply carry the emotional little ball of energy back its partner.

"He's always liked you," Marnie commented as she saw Victor approach with Morpeko in his arms, the rest of the court now empty save for the two of them and their Pokémon. "Don't know why, for the life of me."

"Aye, pretty poor judge of character, this one," Victor joked as he handed Morpeko back to Marnie, who accepted him readily. "You take care of her, Morpeko, you hear? She's special, she is."

Morpeko's only response was another bright smile before it willingly returned to its Pokeball, finally leaving Victor and Marnie all alone for the first time in two weeks.

"So…how's being Gym Leader?" Victor finally asked, breaking the awkward silence that had been growing between the two.

Marnie shrugged. "It is what it is. Gotta put Spikemuth on the map somehow, and it's not like I've much else to do now that my Gym Challenge is over. What's it like bein' the Champion of Galar?"

"Oh, it's…it's cool," Victor admitted sheepishly, wondering if Marnie's comment about her Gym Challenge ending was perhaps a shot at him. "Busy, mostly. Haven't had much of a moment to enjoy it, really."

"Too busy fightin' giant Pokémon and huntin' down royal terrorists," Marnie commented, her tone as even as always, not even the hint of a smile on her lips. "Piers filled me in. Seems you and your friend Hop have been keepin' him busy this last week."

Victor nodded. "So you heard."

"Course I heard," Marnie replied, raising an eyebrow as it almost offended. "Spikemuth might not be what it used to be, but we're not exactly cuttin' ourselves off from the rest of the world."

"That's not what I meant," Victor clarified, shaking his head. "It's just…I haven't seen you. Not since Wyndon. Not since I became Champion. I mean, yeah, I accidentally caught you practicing how to smile properly or something in Motostoke – "

"We are not talkin' about that."

" – But other than that, you've just been…gone," Victor finished, frowning a little to show he was concerned, "and I guess I'm just wondering why?"

Marnie's expression remained unreadable. "What does it matter to you where I've been?"

"Because you matter to me, Marnie," Victor answered before he even had a moment to think about his response, eliciting a surprised blush. "You mean everything to me. Don't you know that by now?"

It was true. Busy though he had been, Victor had been doing quite a lot of thinking ever since he became Champion, and one of the many things he had come to realize was that his feelings for Marnie were not entirely fuelled by sexual desire, but romantic desire as well. Maybe it was the fact there was a friendly rivalry between them, maybe it was the unorthodox way in which they kept meeting up and shagging in secret, or maybe something just finally clicked the last time they were together in Wyndon, acting more like a couple in love than a pair of friends with benefits, but Victor could deny it no longer – he wanted Marnie, and not just sexually. He wanted to be with her.

But did Marnie want to be with him?

That was the question of the day and, for Victor, it wasn't looking good. Despite his own light blush and clear declaration of fancy, Marnie remained standing in front of him and glaring at him in the same even and seemingly uninterested expression as always. They stood like that for what felt like far too long, Victor waiting anxiously and increasingly nervously for Marnie to respond, only for the girl to finally divert her eyes and look away.

"Victor…what exactly did you think was goin' to happen once you became Champion?" Marnie asked, still unable to make eye contact with her rival. "What did you think was goin' to happen between us?"

Victor blinked. "What do you mean?"

"You think everythin' was just gonna work itself out because you won?" Marnie asked, finally turning back around to look at Victor, revealing her expression was as cold and steely as ever. "Did you think winnin' the tournament would mean winnin' me as well? Expect me to throw myself at you in congratulations, is that it? We'd shack up and shag for the rest of our lives? Was that your plan?"

"Of course not," Victor said with a frown, already feeling himself grow a little angry. "I was just…I was worried about you, Marnie! I missed you! Why are you acting so mad?"

"Maybe because I am mad, you daft bastard!" Marnie replied loudly, shocking Victor. It was the first time he had heard her say anything so loudly that wasn't a moan or cry of pleasure, and it was more than a little surprising. "I told you before the Semifinals…one of us was goin' to end up hurt, no matter who won. You remember that? You kept pushin', though, asked me for one last night, and you got it. You got me, you got the title, you got the fame. You got everythin' you wanted, Victor! And I got left behind!"

By the time Marnie finished explaining herself, there were tears in her eyes and her usually subtle expression had morphed into one of outright anger, the same look Victor remembered her adopting when she learned Team Yell had shut down all of Spikemuth as a means of sabotaging the Gym Challenge in her favor. Victor hadn't just hurt her pride or her ego, he had hurt her, and he had done so in such a way that even Marnie couldn't restrain herself from expressing it. The usually dry and confident girl that Victor knew was gone, replaced by a woman scorned.

"You think you got left behind?" Victor finally asked, frowning himself, his own voice lined with anger. "That's why you've been avoiding me? Because you lost? Because I'm the Champion and you're not?"

"Maybe it is!" Marnie retorted angrily, tears in her eyes. "Maybe it's because you're the one who crushed my dream of being Champion! Maybe it's because I'm already sick and tired of everyone in Galar tellin' me how bloody incredible you are! Or maybe it's just because you hurt me, and I wanted to hurt you back!"

With every word, with every statement, Marnie moved closer and closer to Victor, taking step after step until she was standing in front of him and right in his face, close enough that Victor could see the tears in her eyes and the red in her face. Were it under any other circumstances, Victor might have been excited about the girl standing so close to him; as it was, however, all he could really feel was a growing frustration.

"So, that's it, then?" Victor concluded, fighting to keep his voice steady when all he really wanted to do was scream. "You just wanted to hurt me?"

"Maybe it is," Marnie repeated, her voice softer now that she was standing so close to him, but still every bit as harsh as it had been a moment ago. "Or…"

Victor frowned. "Or? Or what?"

"Or, maybe," Marnie started to say, her voice dropping to little more than a soft whisper as she leaned in ever closer, practically pressing her lips to Victor's ear, "I just needed another reason to apologize to you."

With that, Marnie slowly but confidently pulled back until she was once again facing Victor head-on, her own green eyes staring expectantly into his confused brown ones.

A moment passed between them. Then two.

Then Victor brought his lips crashing down on top of Marnie's as the girl found herself being roughly pushed up against the chain-link fence separating her arena from the surrounding neighborhood. Hands wondered over bodies as Marnie grabbed hold of Victor, pulling him closer and ensuring he didn't let go anytime soon. Lips locked, unlocked, then locked again, nothing but a few gasps and moans escaping each time one or the other pulled back for breath.

"You're a bloody lunatic, you are," Victor hissed as he slipped one of his hands under Marnie's dress and took hold of her ass, squeezing so tightly and possessively it was almost painful.

"Should have seen the look on your face," Marnie responded as she gasped lightly before lifting one of her legs up to lewdly wrap around Victor's waist, pressing her against him so she could feel the growing bulge in his pants. "Almost had you eatin' out of the palm of my hand…"

Victor chuckled a little as he kissed her again, reciprocating her movements by practically grinding against her, already desperate to be balls-deep inside of her. Neither let the other go for very long, lips and tongues dancing as though locked in a duel for supremacy. Hands moved quickly, grabbing and groping and squeezing, bodies grinding against one another and longing for much, much more.

"Can't believe I flew halfway across Galar just so you could give me an earful," Victor commented as he pulled back from their latest kiss, tightening his grip on Marnie's ass and pushing her against the chain-link fence as he kissed down her delicate neck. "Wasn't sure whether to kiss you or slap you there at the end…"

"Who says you have to choose?" Marnie responded breathily, closing her eyes and leaning back as she felt Victor kiss his way down her neck and towards her breasts, still covered as they were by her black jacket and light pink dress. She pulled him closer still, her leg tightening around his waist, as though locking him in place.

"I want you," Victor growled, nibbling on the spot between her neck and shoulder, inadvertently pushing aside part of her jacket and the strap of her dress. "Marnie, I fucking need you."

"Then what are you waitin' for, a written invitation?" Marnie asked, gasping a little and placing a hand on the back of the young man's head, as if telling him to bite harder. "Shut your gob and fuck me already."

"What? Right here?" Victor asked, pulling back slightly to better show his puzzled expression.

They were still out in the open, after all, with Marnie pressed against a chain-link fence and the arena still remarkably well-lit. While they were alone at the moment, there was nothing stopping anyone else from arriving, and there was still plenty of room for people to watch from afar. This either hadn't occurred to Marnie or, more likely, she simply didn't care, as evidenced by the light smirk that crossed her face when she saw Victor's confused expression.

"What's the matter?" she teased him, looking into his eyes as she reached down and began to stroke his cock through his pants. "Champion of Galar afraid of gettin' caught with his knickers down in public? Or do you have a problem with all of Spikemuth knowin' you own this cunt?"

Fuck it!

Victor's only response to Marnie's teasing was to bring his lips crashing back down onto hers, shutting the girl up for the time being as he further pushed her against the chain-link fence and began undoing his pants. Even with her leg still wrapped tightly around his waist, Victor could feel Marnie likewise trying to remove her underwear so he could better enter her.

Unfortunately for Marnie's panties, Victor wasn't in the mood to wait.

"Too bloody slow," Victor growled, reaching down and literally tearing Marnie's underwear right off her, leaving her cunt bare to the world and open for his use and abuse. Marnie only had time to gasp in surprise before the young man succeeded in finally freeing his erection from its clothed prison, likewise revealing he was already hard and swollen and positively aching to be inside her once again.

Unlike the last time they had shagged in Spikemuth, this time Victor spared no time in sheathing himself inside of Marnie. His cock was only free for a second before he was pushing it into Marnie and roughly burying himself to the hilt in her impossibly tight cunt.

"Uhhh!" Marnie moaned loudly, closing her eyes and once again feeling her head fall back against the chain-link fence as she felt Victor completely fill her. Her one leg tightened around his waist, and soon both of her hands were clutching Victor's back for dear life. "Fuck…!"

Victor only took a single moment to savor the feeling of once again being buried completely within Marnie, the walls of her cunt tightening around his thick cock in the most pleasurable way possible, before he began thrusting roughly into the girl, giving her little to no time to adjust to his size or presence. This wasn't like their night together before the Semifinals in Wyndon, nor was it like their previous shags behind the Spikemuth Pokémon Center or in the Budew Drop Inn; this time, Victor had a point to prove, and, by Arceus, he was going to prove it!

"Huh! Huh! Uhnn! Fuckin'…Victor!" Marnie gasped and moaned as she felt Victor began to pound into her almost immediately, her breath catching as she felt almost the entirety of his prick pull out of her cunt before slamming back into her again at full force. "You – uh! – tryin' to – oh! – kill me?"

"I'm trying to bloody wreck you," Victor answered with a mischievous grin, reaching down and squeezing the girl's ass beneath her dress, throwing aside the last shreds of her torn underwear as he fucked her silly. "It's about time I was the one apologizing to you for destroying this cunt!"

Marnie felt herself blushing deeply despite herself. Here she was, the new Gym Leader o Spikemuth, pressed against a chain-link fence in an open-area arena, legs spread, clothes in total disarray, wantonly bucking her hips as a boy had his way with her. Victor had always been a bit of a rough lover – he always knew exactly how to drive her wild, somehow – but it seemed she had finally managed to drive him over the edge this time, and she couldn't have been happier.

"Do it, then," Marnie finally responded, rolling her hips and lifting her other leg up so both legs were wrapped around Victor's waist as he held her up and fucked her against the fencing. "Stop runnin' your mouth and just give me that fat Champion cock already!"

Hearing Marnie so openly and wantonly give herself to him only further spurred on Victor's already rough loving, if such a thing were possible. He tightened his grip on the girl as he rammed her against the chain-link fence, fully aware of how loudly the fence was squeaking and shaking back and forth as he thrust harder and harder into Marnie. The girl's dress was largely bunched up around her waist at this point, with his cock hard up her cunt and pounding in and out of faster and faster, her bare ass no doubt pressed against the fence so hard it was no doubt leaving diamond-shaped markings in her sensitive flesh.

In response, Marnie could only buck and roll her hips with every one of Victor's thrusts, trying her best to take him as deeply as possible, as though she wouldn't be satisfied until he penetrated her very womb. Her legs tightened around his thrusting waist, her painted nails dug into the back of his shirt, and her lips found his again and again, interrupting the occasional cry of pain or pleasure as he pounded into her with no regret whatsoever.

"UHHH!"

Marnie's first orgasm of the evening slammed into her with all the force of a charging Rhydon and the stealth of a speedy Ninjask, in that she hadn't expected it to happen so soon. One moment, she was bucking her hips and taking Victor as deeply as she could, the next she felt her entire body seemingly lose control as an impossibly vibrant burst of pleasure rocked her form. She cried out in both surprise and pleasure as she felt her orgasm overtake her, pushed further and further into bliss as she felt Victor only continue to pound her pussy with everything he had.

Something was different this time. Something was definitely different – something better.

"And here I was afraid I was the only one enjoying this," Victor commented slyly as Marnie finally began to come down from her sexual high, her previously shaking legs once again tightening around his waist and her nails digging into his back. "Out of practice, are we?"

"F-Fuck you," Marnie responded, a mixture of exhilaration and irritation evident in her voice. She wanted him to keep going, but she certainly didn't want her lover getting a thick head and suddenly thinking he was better than her. "More. Give me more!"

Victor raised an eyebrow at that, but didn't stop thrusting, not even for a second. "What was that?"

"I said I want more," Marnie repeated, glaring at the young man slamming his cock into her pussy like it was the last thing he would ever do. "Or is that the best the big, bad Champion can do?"

Victor's only response was to begin drilling Marnie harder and faster than ever before, going so fast the girl was suddenly concerned whether she would be able to handle him. Victor thrust his cock in and out of her so quickly it was practically creating sparks, the sounds of their hips smacking against one another quickly growing even louder than their moans and cries of pleasure. There was nothing Marnie could do but squeeze her eyes closed and tighten her grip on Victor, both his waist and his back, as her lover proceeded to fuck the ever-loving hell out of her.

With Marnie practically holding onto him for dear life, her poor cunt taking the pounding of a lifetime, Victor went about making sure he was taking advantage of the girl in every way possible. Far past the point of caring whether anyone caught them anymore, Victor didn't think twice about grabbing the top of Marnie's dress and then tugging it down so fiercely he ended up practically tearing it to shreds, revealing the girl's perky breasts as he freed them to the world.

Her mind and body both completely consumed by the mad pounding Victor was giving her, Marnie didn't even notice her dress was being torn apart and her tits were out until Victor leaned down and began taking them in his mouth, switching from one to the other, rolling her sensitive nipples between her teeth and sucking on the sensitive flesh of her breasts. All the girl could do was moan and cry out louder still in both pain and pleasure as Victor manipulated every part of her body, his cock in her cunt and his mouth on her tits.

"Uh! Huh! Huh! UHHNN!"

Victor's attention was finally drawn away from Marnie's beautifully bouncing breasts as he both heard and felt the girl's second orgasm tear through her body, causing her to cry out in ecstasy as every muscle in her body tightened and released at the same time. He felt Marnie's cunt tighten around his thrusting cock like a vice grip, even tighter than her first orgasm, and he knew he wouldn't last much longer himself, though he was determined to push her even further before spilling his seed deep inside of her.

For Marnie, Victor's rough pounding was becoming a delicate but powerful mixture of both pain and pleasure, particularly as her second orgasm tore through her and made every nerve in her body suddenly super-sensitive. Suddenly, Marnie felt not only the wonderful ache of Victor's cock ramming into her at ever-increasing speeds and ferocity, but now everything else as well.

She felt her bare ass being pressed against the chain-link fence as Victor fucked her, the shaped metal digging into her naked skin. She felt her legs wrapped around his waist and her fingers digging into his back. She felt her unrestricted breasts bouncing up and down painfully hard in time with Victor's thrusts, as well as her own hips growing increasingly sore as she bucked and rolled as best she could, taking her lover as deep inside of her as she possibly could. Most of all, she felt Victor himself, holding her close, pressing her against the fence, pounding into her with everything he had as though determined to make her walk funny for a week.

Marnie felt it all; all the pain, all the pleasure, everything. And she loved it!

"I wasn't just blowing smoke earlier," Victor suddenly admitted, causing Marnie to tentatively open her eyes, filled as they were with tears of pain and pleasure. He neither slowed nor stopped, but practically growled as he continued to slam into Marnie as though his life depended on it. "I meant it, Marnie. Every word. I want you in the worst bloody way."

"You…have…me…!" Marnie tried to say between gasps and moans, Victor's cock still stretching her like never before and pushing her into brand new expanses of agony and ecstasy the longer he fucked her.

"Not just like this," Victor clarified, his breath catching as he began to feel his own end approaching. "I want you, Marnie. All of you. In every way. You're everything to me. You're my dream come true. And I want to be yours."

To say Marnie was taken aback by Victor's sudden confession of his feelings for her would be an understatement. While it was abundantly clear that the two had something special, something almost romantic even, Victor had never truly said as much, and had never said it so blatantly. There was no misinterpreting his words this time, nor his actions or feelings, not this time. Victor's meaning was obvious: he was in love with her.

And though Marnie wanted more than anything to accept what Victor said was true, to kiss him full on the mouth and give all of herself to him, the fact he was saying this while fucking her against a chain-link fence with her tits out was enough to cast at least the slightest amount of doubt in Marnie's mind. If she was going to do this – and she so desperately wanted to – she had to be certain Victor was sincere.

"You've said that before," Marnie finally said after a few moments of thought, gasping slightly as she continued to take all of Victor's length and girth. "You said I was your dream come true. You really mean that?"

"I do," Victor confirmed, his hips pounding into hers as he thrust in and out of her. "There's nothing and nobody in the world I want more in the world than you."

"For real, though?" Marnie pressed, looking the young man in the eye as he refused to let up. "You aren't just sayin' that because you're balls-deep in me and lookin' to keep it that way?"

Victor actually laughed a little at that, despite himself. "I swear. For real. I want you, Marnie, and I mean in every possible way."

That was all Marnie needed to hear. One moment, Marnie had been building up to her third orgasm as Victor fucked her silly, her legs wrapped around his waist and her hips bucking in order to take his cock as deep as possible; the next, Victor found Marnie wriggling out of his grasp, her hands letting go of his back and her legs slowly unwrapping from around his waist.

Confused and more than a little distraught, Victor watched as Marnie even went so far as to push him out of her cunt, releasing her from his hold entirely so she was standing half-naked in front of him, her legs still shaky and her cunt still sore from the pounding she had just received. As Victor stood there awkwardly, Marnie looked down at herself and frowned a little bit as she looked at the state of her dress.

"Tsk, I liked this dress," she said softly as she casually removed the torn garment and dropped it to the floor, leaving her in nothing but her boots and jacket, a fact that Victor couldn't help but enjoy. "I hope I still have more lyin' around at home…"

"Is something wrong?" Victor finally asked, afraid he had messed things up. Marnie had never stopped them in the middle of one of their shags before; whatever this was, it was new, and he wasn't sure he liked it. "Was it something I said?"

Thankfully for Victor, Marnie's first response was little more than a soft smile, as though trying to reassure her lover he had done nothing wrong. "Stop worryin', you've said nothin' but all the right things. But you said you wanted all of me, right? In every way?"

"Yeah…?" Victor replied, still not clear on where this was all going.

"So, I want to give you all of me," Marnie told him, taking a step towards him and then leaning up to place a gentle kiss upon his lips. "Think of it as a belated reward for becomin' Champion, if you want. I'm givin' you somethin' no else has ever had or ever will."

With that, Marnie turned her back to Victor and instead faced the chain-link fence she had been slammed against only moments before. She reached out and took hold of the fence, as though steadying herself for what was to come, but not before carefully lifting the back of her jacket so it better revealed the entirety of her tight and perky ass, marked as it was with red lines from being pressed against the fence earlier. The girl turned her head around a little as she stood there, hands gripping the fence and bare ass offered to Victor, the tiniest hint of a smile on her lips as she looked at his dumbfounded expression.

"So?" she asked coyly, knowing Victor didn't understand what she was asking of him, but enjoying herself nonetheless. "You just goin' to stand there and stare at me like an Espurr all day, or are you goin' to put it in my arse already?"

Victor's heart literally stopped beating for a few seconds upon hearing Marnie offer her ass to him in such a manner.

Am I dreaming?, he thought to himself. Is this really happening? Or did I die and go to Heaven?

"You…you want me in your arse?" Victor asked, blinking wildly.

"You said you wanted all of me," Marnie reminded him, still standing there and offering Victor her ass, entirely naked save for her boots and jacket. "And I want to give you all of me. I want you to be my first, Victor. My first and last."

Victor blinked, still wondering if perhaps this was all a dream. "Are you…are you sure?"

"Do I not look sure?"

No, she looks pretty fucking sure, he admitted to himself.

Not wanting to waste another second doubting himself or the reality of the situation, Victor took his rightful place behind Marnie and immediately began to prepare himself by placing his hands on the girl's naked hips. From there, he ran his hands up her sides, under her jacket, and then took hold of both of her bare breasts, pumping them gently as he pressed himself up against her. Despite their rather abrupt stop only a few moments earlier, Victor's cock was still as swollen and rock-hard as ever, still coated in Marnie's juices, and it practically ached as he felt it rest between Marnie's luscious ass cheeks.

"I'll be gentle," he said softly, still fondling Marnie's naked breasts as he rubbed his cock up against her ass, up and down, up and down, as though teasing her.

"Come off it," Marnie protested, turning so she could look at her lover over her shoulder as he prepared to enter her last and intimate whole. "After everythin' you've said, you better be ready to give me all you've got and then some. Now put it in me before I change my mind, would you?"

Sweet Arceus, I love this girl.

Victor was never one to disappoint a lady, particularly not one he was falling head-over-heels in love with, and so he set right about doing exactly what Marnie told him to do. Finally letting go of her breasts, he instead took hold of his throbbing cock and then placed it against Marnie's virgin asshole. The girl gasped upon feeling the swollen head of Victor's dick pressed against her backdoor but, far from being afraid, she practically pushed herself back against him, as though encouraging him to penetrate her last and most sacred hole.

"Do it," she practically hissed, rubbing her ass back against Victor's cock. "Fuck my arse, Victor. Make me yours!"

So, that's exactly what Victor did. With one strong push, Victor forced himself into Marnie's ass until the entire head of his cock was inside of her. Both gasped upon experiencing the new sensation, Victor for feeling how impossibly warm and tight and Marnie's ass was around the head of his cock, and Marnie for how goddamn full she felt with him in her backdoor.

Once he was sure Marnie could handle him, Victor continued by pushing more of himself into her, burying inch after inch of his thick cock into the girl's ass, literally stroking her bowels as he sought to be balls-deep in her once again. Marnie groaned and whimpered in both pain and pleasure as she felt Victor push deeper and deeper inside her, her fingers tightening on the chain-link fence as she struggled to accommodate her lover's girth stretching her like never before.

"You feel three times as big in my arse," Marnie declared with a gasp once the majority of Victor's dick was buried inside of her. She wriggled her hips a little, trying to adjust the sensation of being so unnaturally full.

"And you feel amazing," Victor told her as he likewise adjusted to Marnie's impossibly tight ass squeezing his cock like a warm and wonderful vice grip. "I don't know how long I'll be able to control myself back here…"

"Then don't," Marnie responded, pushing herself back towards him and thus sinking even more of her lover's cock into her ass as she did so. "I'm not lookin' for control, I'm lookin' for a proper buggerin', so get to it!"

Yep, Victor thought to himself, I'm definitely in love with this girl.

With that, Victor obediently began to pull his cock out of Marnie's ass, slowly pulling himself back until only his head was inside her, the girl groaning all the while…before then pushing himself back into her in one go, burying himself practically to the hilt inside of Marnie so powerfully that he practically forced all the air out of her lungs.

"HUH!" Marnie cried out, her eyes widening in both pain and pleasure as she felt Victor truly begin to fuck her ass as she had always wanted, not having even a second to adjust to the absence of his cock before feeling it fill her once again.

And then Victor was off, grabbing hold of Marnie by the waist as he thrust in and out of her ass, gasping as he felt her bowels tighten around him, as though trying to take him even deeper still. As the friction picked up and Marnie's ass began to loosen ever so slightly, Victor soon found he could move in and out of her quicker still, delivering harder and more powerful thrusts that caused the girl's entire body to shake beautifully with her fucking.

Marnie, meanwhile, tightened her grip on the chain-link fence and did her best to remain standing as she felt Victor settle into a steady but powerful rhythm, fucking her ass almost as hard and as fast as he usually fucked her cunt. Every thrust caused her legs to buckle, her breasts to bounce up and down, the cheeks of her ass to smack against Victor's muscular hips as he drove his dick deeper and deeper into her bowels.

"Huh, huh, huh! Oh, Arceus!" Marnie groaned and growled as she took every inch of Victor's throbbing cock, savoring the sensation of being both so full and so submissive at the same time. Her ass was already growing sore, but it was the most wonderful soreness she had ever experienced, and she wanted more almost immediately. "Uhn! Uhn! Uhnn! Yes!"

"Does it hurt?" Victor asked, concerned, despite the fact he didn't slow down for even a second, but instead kept thrusting, pushing himself deeper and deeper into Marnie's tight ass.

"Of course it bloody hurts," Marnie answered, whimpering slightly but then moaning as she felt Victor expertly pound her like never before, "but it hurts so fuckin' good!"

Minutes passed between the two, and soon Victor was slamming into Marnie's ass like it was his own personal property, thrusting his cock deeper and deeper into her butt with every movement. His hands gripped her waist, holding her steady as his hips slammed into her tight ass with ever-increasing speed and strength. Marnie helped by bucking her naked hips back at her lover, pushing her own body back and forth, quickly falling in love with the feeling of Victor's hips smacking against her ass as his cock pounded into her bowels.

Marnie threw her head back and moaned loudly as she reveled in the feel of Victor's thick prick pounding in and out of her ass, eliciting pleasure she had never known before. Every thrust sent his cock flying into her ass, causing her hips to shake, the cheeks of her ass to slap against his hips, and her tits to bounce back and forth wildly. The chain-link fence she gripped was creaking and squeaking loudly once again, particularly as Victor's wild thrusts began pushing her closer and closer against the fence.

As Victor's thrusts continued to come harder and harder, and with Marnie practically bucking herself back against him as she begged for more, the Champion of Galar started allowing his hands to roam over his lover's lithe form. He fondled the cheeks of her ass as they bounced against his hips, ran his hand up and down her spine beneath her jacket as she bucked and arched, groped her breasts as they bounced back and forth with every thrust, even grabbed hold of her shoulders to help anchor himself as he drove his cock into her harder and more violently with every passing moment.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, yes!" Marnie screamed as she felt Victor bury himself balls-deep inside of her again and again, the entirety of his cock pounding into the tightest and warmest part of her entire body. "Just like that! Fuck my arse, Victor! Make me yours! Make sure all of Galar knows I belong to you!

"Fucking right it does," Victor responded with a growl, his thrusts suddenly picking up in both speed and intensity as he shoved himself deeper and deeper into Marnie until he swore he was pounding right into her stomach. "All fucking mine."

"All yours," Marnie confirmed, tears in her eyes as she felt her final orgasm quickly approaching, every nerve ending in her body raging like a volcanic inferno as Victor took every single last inch of her. "All yours, Victor! Cum in my arse and make me yours!"

Despite her pleading, it was Marnie who was ultimately the first to give in, the sensation of being taken so utterly and completely by her lover simply too much for her to handle. The girl squeezed her eyes closed and screamed in ecstasy as she came for the third and final time that day, her pussy clenching shut around nothing as it sent a powerful orgasm surging through her writhing, half-naked form. Marnie's entire body shook as her orgasm tore through her like a wildfire, and it took all her strength and willpower just to keep herself standing as Victor continued to ram into her, leaving her little more than a sweating, heaving mess.

As was so often the case, Marnie's climax served as the catalyst for Victor's own, the sensation of her bowels tightening around his thrusting cock finally sending him into the homestretch. With one last burst of energy, Victor began plowing into Marnie's unbelievably tight ass faster and more powerful than ever before, as though he sought to ruin her forever. Marnie cried out and moaned in both pain and pleasure as she felt Victor fuck her right through her orgasm, her hips and breasts bouncing back and forth wantonly. A dozen more impossibly powerful thrusts finally did the trick, and soon Victor exploded into Marnie, sending a flood of his white hot juices flowing deep into her previously virgin bowels.

"Ohhh…!" Marnie moaned as she felt Victor fire rope after rope of his seed inside her butt, her entire body shuddering as she experienced the sensation of her lover cumming in her ass for the very first time.

Victor likewise found himself groaning loudly as he buried himself to the hilt inside of Marnie and fired burst after burst of his seed inside of her, filling her to the brim with his white hot juices and definitively claiming her as his and only his from that point on. He kept himself buried to the hilt inside of her until he was certain every last drop had been deposited inside her, then closed his eyes and finally allowed himself to breathe.

The man who flew him to Spikemuth had been right, Victor realized. It was good to be the king.

Time passed after that, but neither Victor nor Marnie knew how much. By the time the two Pokémon Trainers finally came to their senses, they were lying on the cold, hard concrete of the arena, their clothes in total disarray and their bodies positively covered in sweat. Though Victor was still largely dressed, save for his trousers and boxers pulled down enough to reveal his now-softening cock, Marnie was a mess, entirely naked save for her boots and the jacket falling off her shoulders, practically her entire body open to viewing. Both the girl's cunt and ass were red and sore from their respective poundings, and Victor had cum inside of her so much that some of his juices were overflowing out of her and onto the concrete below.

"I'm sorry I was so angry with you earlier," Victor said after several moments of the two simply lying next to each other and trying to catch their breath. "I was worried. And scared. Scared I lost the best thing to ever happen to me."

"I'm sorry, too," Marnie replied once she had caught her breath as well, doing nothing to cover herself up despite the fact she was still dribbling onto the pavement below. "For leavin' Wyndon so quickly. For disappearin'. And for hurtin' you."

"Did you mean all those things you said?" Victor asked, turning to the half-naked girl lying beside him. "About feeling left behind? About wanting to hurt me?"

Marnie looked away, suddenly embarrassed despite herself. "Some of it, I suppose. I didn't know how to feel about you winnin', if I'm bein' honest with myself. All I've ever wanted was to be Champion, to make my brother proud, to put Spikemuth on the map. And when I lost…I resented you for it, I'll admit. But it wasn't you winnin' that killed me, not really. It was the fact I lost at all."

"I never meant to hurt you, you know," Victor told her as he reached over and took Marnie's closest hand in his, smiling lightly as he felt her fingers intertwine with his own. "I'd never hurt you, not on purpose, not in a million years. And I'm sorry if I did."

"Don't you start apologizin' now," Marnie responded, looking back over at him with the tiniest hint of a smile on her face. "I'm sore enough already, thank you very much."

They laughed at that before falling into a comfortable silence, holding hands as they laid there on the cold pavement of the Spikemuth Gym arena. The fact neither of them was fully dressed and both of them looked a right mess didn't seem to bother them in the slightest, never mind the fact that any random passerby could see the Champion of Galar and the Spikemuth Gym Leader lying half-naked out in the open, having clearly just finished screwing each other's brains out.

When Marnie next turned her head to look over at Victor, she was surprised to find the young man already looking at her, still blushing lightly, a small but confident smile on his face as he studied her, as though he had been doing it for several minutes now.

"Can I kiss you?" he asked as they stared at one another, his voice soft and gentle in stark contrast to his rough actions only minutes before.

Marnie raised an eyebrow at the question, another small smile twitching at the edge of her lips. "I'd say we're rather past askin' for permission at this point."

"Even so," Victor said, his smile widening a little. "Can I?"

"Please do."

They were already practically lying next to each other, so Victor didn't have to move much in order to lean in and press his lips against Marnie's closing his eyes as he felt her kiss him back. It was both slower and sweeter than their previous kisses, delivered in the heat of passion as one pounded into the other, but every bit as satisfying. It felt different, somehow, more meaningful, more powerful. It felt less like an act of passion and more like an act of love.

If Victor had to guess, he would say it felt like a promise, and one he intended to keep.

"Mmm," Marnie hummed contentedly as they finally pulled back, her eyes slowly opening to find Victor staring right back at her. Her face was as red as could be, but she didn't seem to care in the slightest. "That was nice."

"Yeah," Victor agreed simply, still smiling goofily, "yeah, it was."

"I do hope your reward for becoming Champion was equally as satisfyin'?" Marnie asked, a light smirk crossing her face as though she didn't already know the answer.

"Quite satisfying," Victor answered with another grin, already growing a little hard at the thought of what he had just done to Marnie, something he had every intention of doing again as many times as he could. "Best gift I've ever received, if I'm being honest. Thank you. For everything."

"You're welcome," Marnie said, squeezing Victor's hand in hers as her usually calm and quiet confidence finally began to return. "One more thing, just so we're clear: don't go thinkin' us bein' an item changes anythin'. I'm still aimin' to defeat you and become Champion, and I intend to stop until I do. You know that, right?"

"Of course," Victor told her, still smiling confidently, determined to remain Champion as long as possible, no matter who was challenging him. "I'd not have it any other way."

"Good," Marnie confirmed before leaning over and giving Victor another kiss, "because that's one thing I never plan on apologizin' for. Properly or otherwise."