The Pokémon region of Pleasuredea

Encounter seventy eight: Rapidash

As Rapidash dashed through the fields, Marlene grinned mischievously, holding onto its mane with excitement in her eyes. The fiery horse galloped with purpose, knowing exactly where to go—right toward the campsite where Goh was resting, oblivious to the playful approach.

Marlene spotted him sitting by the campfire, fiddling with his Pokédex, and couldn't hold back a giggle. She leaned in close to Rapidash's ear. "All right, Rapidash, let's surprise him with a little... gentle teasing, shall we?"

With a graceful leap, Marlene slid off Rapidash's back, landing just behind Goh. She playfully snuck up to him, hands outstretched, then wrapped her arms around his shoulders, her fingers drifting over his chest. "Guess whooo, Goh~!"

Goh jolted in surprise but immediately recognized her voice. "M-Marlene?" He laughed nervously, a blush creeping across his cheeks. "You always know how to make an entrance!"

Marlene smirked, letting her fingers trail teasingly along the edges of his shirt, playfully poking at his chest. "Couldn't resist. You look way too comfy here. I had to shake things up!" She slid her hands along his shoulders, feeling him squirm a little. "What's the fun in just training Pokémon all the time, huh?"

Goh's blush deepened, but he didn't pull away, enjoying the lighthearted attention. "You really know how to keep things... interesting," he murmured, grinning despite himself.

"That's the idea," Marlene whispered, giving him a gentle nudge. "You just sit back, relax, and let me do the teasing."

Marlene leaned in closer, her smirk widening as she let her fingertips glide beneath the hem of Goh's shirt. She slid her hands upward, taking her time as she let her fingers explore along his sides, feeling the soft fabric shift under her touch. Goh shivered, his breath catching, though he tried to keep his composure.

"M-Marlene..." he murmured, cheeks flushed as her fingers skimmed up his torso, grazing the sensitive skin just enough to make him squirm. He tugged on his shirt instinctively, but her hands stayed firm, playfully brushing over his skin with each movement.

She tilted her head closer, teasing him with a whisper. "You can say stop anytime, you know... but I think you're enjoying this a bit too much." Her fingers traced feather-light patterns beneath his shirt, stopping just short of his chest, giving him just enough to keep him on edge.

Goh stammered, trying to find his words, though he didn't really want her to stop. "I... just... you're... really good at this," he finally admitted with a shy laugh, eyes avoiding hers as he shifted under her touch.

"Good to know," Marlene replied, clearly enjoying his reaction. She slid her hands just a little higher, playfully brushing over his chest, making sure each movement was slow and intentional.

Marlene paused, noticing the bashful way Goh looked up at her, his soft plea hanging in the air. She softened immediately, her teasing demeanor giving way to a gentler, more affectionate smile.

"Aw, Goh," she whispered, fingers slowing their movements under his shirt. "I'm sorry if I went a bit overboard. I just can't help it sometimes—you're too cute when you're all flustered." Her hands stayed, though, warm and gentle, as if asking permission.

Goh managed a small, shy smile, his cheeks still pink but his gaze meeting hers with a little more confidence. "I... didn't say you had to stop," he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper.

Marlene's smile grew, and she let her fingers drift just a little higher, carefully brushing over his chest. With a feather-light touch, she traced the outline of his nipples through the fabric, making sure to keep her touch gentle and considerate, just enough to make him shiver without overwhelming him. Her fingers teased in small, gentle circles, coaxing a soft, involuntary gasp from him.