Unrelated Pokemon Oneshots

a sudden turn of events- Leon x Gloria

NSFW, more pee, contains omorashi and watersports, vaginal fingering. Originally written for patreon.

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He doesn't know how he always manages this.

They meet up at hotels so often to avoid anyone noticing them together, that he would like to think, by now, that he would be able to navigate them a little bit better. But if Leon's sense of direction is bad outside, that's nothing compared to how it is when he tries to navigate the inside of a hotel, trying to find either his room or Gloria's room, or at this point, maybe to a public bathroom, cos he's pretty sure they have one of those somewhere on the first floor.

At least, he thinks so, but he isn't able to find any indication of one when he goes down there, so who knows? The only thing he knows is that he's going to have to find something soon, or it isn't going to end well for him at all.

Leon has had to piss for a while now, since before he even got back to the hotel. The plan was to drop by his room and take care of that, maybe freshen up a little before going to Gloria's room. She's expecting him, and he's supposed to be knocking on her door any minute now, pretending that he's stopped by the wrong room so that she can pretend to be surprised to have a visit from the champion, a game that they've both become fond of.

At this point, she will be wondering about him, but she's used to him showing up a little late by now, and he really is doing his best to locate her room. He would rather find his first, because it will ruin the game for him to come straight in and use the bathroom, but if he has to do that, then he will. He doesn't want it to get in the way of things, but the state he's in now, if he finds Gloria's room first, then he isn't going to have much of a choice.

His bladder aches with each step that he takes, reminding him that he hasn't visited a bathroom since early in the afternoon, and he's honestly had to piss for hours now. It wasn't much of a problem until it was, and now he regrets not going when he first felt the need come on, but he always assumed he would have time later, and now he's nearly at his limit.

Unfortunately, this is something that happens to him more often than he'd like to admit, which is all the more reason for him to be frustrated that he didn't go sooner. He knows that he has a tendency to get lost at the most crucial of moments, and that he shouldn't push his luck, and still he always does it, like an idiot. Now he's getting pretty desperate, and he rounds corner after corner, getting turned all around and never managing to find either set of rooms that his or Gloria's should be in, until..

It isn't ideal, but when he sees the sign indicating that he just has to turn this way to get to rooms 230-235, he sighs to himself. He doesn't know how he managed to miss this before, but at least he's here now, and hurries to 233, where he knows Gloria is waiting for him. Though he would have preferred his own room, he is not pressing his luck when he's already in such a bad position.

"Who is it?" Gloria calls out when he knocks at her door, her tone already playful because she must know that it's him. Hearing her like that, he can't resist playing along a little bit, even though he knows that he will have to put an end to their game as soon as she opens the door.

"It's your champion," he replies, wondering if she can hear the strain in his voice as he stands outside her door, squirming in place. It's getting really, really bad, and it's taking all he has not to beg her to hurry up and open the door. "Can you let me in?"

She's standing close to the door now, so that he can hear her theatrical gasp. "What are you doing here?" she asks, and normally he doesn't notice how fake her acting is, because he's enjoying the cheesy scenario just as much as she is. But right now, he doesn't particularly care for it, and just wants her to let him in.