New story idea :) it's going to be Pokeshipping like almost all of my stories but also some Contestshipping which I am new to so suggestions about improvements to characters won't be taken as offence :)

Hope you like it and let me know what you think

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"Do you, Drew Hayden, take May Maple to be your lawfully wedded wife?" The priest asked, voice echoing off the walls of the grand church that May had insisted they were wed inside.

"I do." Drew said, looking to his right to see May, the girl he was head over heels in love with, the girl who was about to become his wife.

"And do you, May Maple, take Drew Hayden to be your lawfully wedded husband?" He asked, turning towards May.

"I do." She replied, no hint of nerves in her voice.

"I now pronounce you man and wife. You may now kiss the bride."

With a smile, Drew took a step closer before capturing May's lips with his own, her delicate hand reaching up and cupping his cheek. Slowly, he pulled back, resting his head lightly on hers.

The music started up again and a clap sounded from the pews but Drew didn't notice, he was too wrapped up in his new wife. May took a step back, creating a space between them before linking her arm through his and making their way down the aisle.

Once outside the church he grabbed May and pulled her into him.

"Drew!" She squealed before his lips were on hers again.

As he held his wife close he felt a light sprinkling on his head and shoulders, flashes of light from behind his closed eyes. Reluctantly he pulled away to see a crowd around them and little pieces of confetti in May's hair.

He laughed slightly before pulling some out, careful not to disturb the style which had taken all morning to achieve. He smiled and turned towards the photographer, who had already snapped quite a few pictures, before posing next to May. This was a moment he wanted documented, to remember for the rest of his life.

"I love you." He whispered, leaning down to her ear.

"Me too." She smiled up at him as he pulled back, taking his hand in hers and lightly kissing it. "Forever."

He brought his head down and placed a kiss on his wife's neck, causing a shiver to go down her spine, he knew he should be focused on the pictures, but with May this close to him he found it very difficult.

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The meal had been eaten, the speeches been made, the champagne corked, all that was left was the celebration.

Helping himself to another glass Drew watched his family and friends with a smile, all had too much to drink but all enjoying themselves. He checked on his wife but his sister seemed to be looking after her for him.

He'd worried for days about this part of the wedding, May not having many people she had wanted to invite. Having moved cross country mere months ago she had no family members close and very few friends but she swore it didn't upset her. He'd offered to pay to fly her loved ones over, he had the funds, but she'd insisted they'd ended on bad terms and even if they could she highly doubted they would come to her wedding.

So they'd settled on an intimate ceremony, only the nearest and dearest there and he was happy with it. As long as the end result was his marriage to May she could have the wedding she desired.

When it came to planning weddings May was a pro, she'd managed to put these whole event together, single-handedly, in only a month. She just seemed to know all the right places to go, the right people to sweet talk and the right prices.

With a smile Drew brought his drink up to his lip, she'd make a great business woman, maybe after the honeymoon he could work on getting her in his office again. When they first met she was a sweet, innocent girl without a penny to her name, he'd offered her a job in his company but she refused to be a kept woman, she wouldn't rely solely on her boyfriend, now husband, to survive. She would find something on her own, keep her independence, but married or not Drew could see her skills from a mile off and would have offered her a job whatever their relationship.

"Hello sweetie." His mother said, coming to stand next to him.

"If this is about the prenup, I don't want to hear it." He huffed, taking a sip of his drink.

"Drew..." She sighed.

"I couldn't ask her to do that, I love May and I plan to spend the rest of my life with her so there won't be any need for that." He crossed his arms.

Since he'd first announced his was engaged to May his mother was insistent on a prenup to protect his company. Hayden Computers, his baby that he'd built from the ground up, once he'd left school he worked solidly until his operating system and computers were the top sold in the country. As far as he was concerned once May became a Hayden she got it all, company included so his mum's suggestion had been ignored and the prenup remained unsigned.

He'd come a long way from his childhood, his parents struggling to raise his sister and himself on their minimal wages, but now the family had it all, Drew provided for them to ensure they didn't have to endure the same treatment ever again. He was, underneath all that money, a family man, an angle many reporters loved to flaunt, especially since he'd been named Hoenn's Most Eligible Bachelor. His mother had been suspicious that May had shown up only three days after the article had been released, gushing over Drew, never leaving his side for more than a second but Drew scoffed at her worries. He'd found May, her car broken down in the street, he'd come across her on his journey home from work and never being able to resist a damsel he rushed to her aid and the rest was history. A whirlwind romance, falling for the girl quickly, proposing after only three months together but none of that mattered, all that mattered was May had accepted and she felt the same way for him.

"That's not what I was going to say." She smiled at him.

"Then what?" He dropped his arms and turned towards his mother.

"I just want to say I'm so proud of you." She reached up and stroked her son's face. "May is a wonderful girl and she's lucky to have you."

"Thanks Mum." He smiled as she dropped her hand and walked over to one of the other guests.

"She still on about that prenup?" Drew heard a small voice next to him.

"No, she was giving her blessing." He turned to his side and smiled down at his wife.

"Really?" May smiled back, full of happiness. "Well I finally did it, I won over your mother."

"It seems so, throw in a couple of grandkids and she'll love you for life." He laughed.

"Give it time Drew." She winked, before taking hold of his spare hand and dragging him over to the floor, music blaring from a DJ booth.

They spent the rest of the night together, wrapped up in each other's arms, swaying to the music.

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After all the guests had left the happy couple made their way down the long hotel corridor towards their suite. As they got closer Drew scooped his wife up in his arms, earning an excited scream from May, before reaching the locked door.

"Didn't think this through, did you?" May giggled, looking up at her husband.

"No I did not." He nodded. "Think I can kick it in?"

"You could try but it will end one of two ways. We will either owe the hotel a new door or, and far more likely, we'll spend our wedding night in hospital with your broken foot." She said.

"We're off to a flying start really." He laughed, setting May back on the ground.

"I appreciate the attempts at romance anyway." She smiled, producing the key and unlocking the door.

Pushing the door open she turned back to Drew, grabbing his tie and pulling him into the hotel room while he swiftly kicked the door behind him.

Pulling his tie again his head jerked down, forcing their lips into a collision that soon turned into a heated and passionate kiss. His arms wrapped around her, hands lightly pressed against her back.

"How do I get this off?" Drew muttered against her lips, fingers fumbling with the buttons.

"Patience is a virtue." She smirked, turning around to reveal the long trail of small, silky, white buttons that ran down her back.

Reaching out for her he slowly undid each button until the dress was loose enough for May to shimmy out, a pool of white around her feet. Sidestepping out her dress she turned round to face Drew again, a shy smile on her face.

"Wow." He breathed out, taking her all in.

She looked stunning, her petite frame encased in a white, boned corset, her supple breasts almost spilling out the top, her lacy garter still wrapped around her right leg.

Drew saw red and was soon running at his wife, forcing her backwards onto the bed along with himself, placing kisses on every patch of skin he could.

"I take it you like it?" May whispered underneath him.

"You have no idea." He growled, moving his lips down to her legs.

Slowly he pulled the garter down, trailing kisses along her long, sleek legs as he did.

Throwing the garter across the room he brought his lips back to hers, kissing her deeply as she lay beneath him on the bed, May discarding his clothes as he did.

They took their time, spending the whole night teasing each other, pleasuring each other, making love to each other. As husband and wife.

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"Is that everything?" May asked the next morning, doing a lap of the hotel room to ensure they hadn't forgotten anything.

"I think so." Drew said, glancing around the room. "Oh wait, one little thing."

"What?"

Instead of answering her question, he grabbed her around the waist and dipped her into a kiss, which she eagerly returned.

"Much better." He whispered, setting her straight again. He turned towards the bed and zipped up the suitcases.

"Okay, I need to buy a few things before our honeymoon." May explained, looking through her purse with a bite of her lip.

"Here." Drew said, producing his credit card.

"You know I don't like spending your money." She said, taking a step away from his outstretched hand.

"It's not my money, it's our money." He placed his card in her hand and closed his own around hers. "When you married me you got everything, good or bad." He laughed.

"Okay, if you're sure." She hesitantly took the card and placed it in her purse.

"Positive. So you go buy what you need to buy and I'll head back to the house to grab our bags then you call me when you're done and we'll head to the airport." He smiled.

"Alright, how did I get so lucky?" She hugged him from behind.

"I think I'm the lucky one." He whispered, turning in her arms and gently placing a kiss on her lips.

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Drew let himself into their home, grumbling slightly at the extra money he'd had to pay at the hotel. The pair had become distracted and missed checkout, Drew being charged an extra night, but it didn't bother him too much, he'd enjoyed that time he'd spent with May.

"Drew?" A voice called out in surprise.

"Misty?" He turned round and saw his cleaner stood behind him.

Her fiery hair scrapped up into a messy pony, her tank top so tight he could see the outline of her bra and the only thing cover her bottom half was a pair of denim hot pants. However, this was a sight he'd become used to these past few months, she always flitted around the house in skimpy outfits, adamant that you get too hot cleaning to wear anything more.

May had insisted on hiring her when she'd moved in, claiming the place was too big for her to clean herself. At first he'd been apprehensive, not comfortable with the idea of some stranger snooping around in his belongings, but he liked Misty, she was friendly and easy to get along with, even if her clothes were slightly too revealing.

"What are you doing here?" He asked, heading towards his bedroom knowing she would follow.

"Getting everything lovely and clean for when you get back from holiday with your blushing bride, speaking of which where is she?" She glanced behind her, in case she'd somehow missed her arrival.

"Shopping." Drew explained, letting the suitcase fall to the ground.

"What I wouldn't give to have your bank account." Misty sighed.

"Hey Mist, there were some bags in here where did they go?" He asked, looking around the room in confusion.

"Oh yeah, I moved them into the kitchen while I cleaned in here. Sorry." She smiled sheepishly, holding her hands behind her back, chest pushed forward causing Drew to swallow nervously.

"Don't worry about it." He tore his gaze away and turned back to his suitcase, struggling to unzip it.

"Do you need any help?" She asked, leaning over next to him.

"No, I'm fine." He said, turning to look at what he expected to be her face but instead turned out to be her chest. "Gah!" He screamed, leaping back.

"What?" Misty panicked. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, I thought I saw something is all." He said, rubbing the back of his neck.

Misty nodded before turning towards the suitcase and bending down in front of it, her burgundy thong on full view. Drew stared up at the ceiling as she effortlessly opened the case.

"There you go." She smiled, standing.

Noticing Drew she walked over to his side and looked up in confusion, shrugging when she saw nothing of interest. Breaking out of his trance he walked over to case and went through his and his wife's belongings.

"How was the wedding?" She asked.

"It was…" Drew's sentence stopped when he caught sight of Misty, lounging across his bed, lifting her arms above her head to reveal her toned stomach, slightly tanned from hours spent in the sun, a sparkling gem in her belly button.

"I bet it was magical." She sighed blissfully, pulling herself into a seated position. "Tell me all about it." She said, tapping the bed next to her.

Reluctantly he walked over to her and sat down, making sure to keep a good distance between them.

"So, May? I bet she looked stunning." Misty crawled over to him so her chest was pressed to his arm.

"She really was, absolutely gorgeous." He chuckled nervously, he never remembered Misty having such an issue with personal space before.

"I'll bet. And the church?" She pried, her eyes wide and sparkling.

"Just your run of the mill church." He said, leaning back slightly.

"Where did you have the reception?" She asked, oblivious to his discomfort.

"A hotel." He squeaked, silently cursing himself.

"Sounds lovely." Misty said dreamily, leaning away from him. "May is such a lucky girl."

"Sure she is." He laughed, sitting upright again.

"Oh but she is." She nodded enthusiastically. "You're so sweet and kind, and you're really funny, you're the perfect family man, I imagine you'd make a wonderful father and to top it all off you're handsome as hell." She reached up and ran her fingers through his hair before stroking his cheek. "What girl wouldn't want you?" She whispered, letting her finger rest on his lip for a second.

"Lots of girls I'm sure." He shrugged, looking down his eyes settling on her arms, a bra strap resting too low from where it had slipped down, a perfect colour match for her underwear.

He looked up slightly before reaching out for the strap, when he touched her, Misty's gaze dropped to his hand and then back to his eyes.

"Your bra strap is showing." He stuttered, before sliding it back up her arm. "There we go." He sharply pulled his hand back, as if the mere act of touching her burnt his skin.

"All better." She smirked, eyes never leaving his.

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May let herself into the house, walking through to the kitchen to see a pile of bags on the floor.

"I guess that's slightly productive." She muttered, shaking her head slightly and dropping her shopping next to the bags.

Turning from the kitchen she went in search of her husband, ascending the stairs almost silently, wanting to surprise Drew with her early arrival.

When she reached the top step she surveyed her surroundings, before she heard the sound of the bed creaking under someone's weight, presumably her husbands. With a smile she headed over to the bedroom door, quietly letting herself in.

"Shopping didn't take as long as I…" She trailed off, a tortured scream escaping her throat as she took in the sight in front of her.

Her husband of 24 hours lying on their bed, only he wasn't alone. Right on top of him, straddling his hips was their cleaner, they were both flushed and both dishevelled.

"May!" Drew exclaimed, roughly pushing the red head off his lap.

"What the hell is this?" May screamed.

"It's not what it looks like." He tried to explain.

"One day! One god damn day! And you're already fucking some slut." May gestured to the girl on the bed whose jaw dropped at the insult.

"It's not like that May, I swear." He took a step towards her but the look of venom shot his way caused him to freeze in his tracks.

"And I'm meant to believe that? I may have been stupid enough to let you charm your way into my heart but I sure as hell won't be stupid enough to let you charm your way out of this!" She shouted, pulling her wedding and engagement rings from her finger and throwing them in Drew's face.

With one final dirty look towards the pair she spun on her heel and ran from the room, her footsteps echoing through the house as she left.

"I know I haven't said this yet, but congratulations." Misty said quietly, hearing the front door slam.

"Right, thanks." Drew muttered sarcastically before chasing after his wife, leaving Misty all alone on the bed.

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