No Feelings Allowed (Raihan x OC, NSFW)

26 - Wrath of the Dragon

Potential trigger and some heavy violence/gore. You've been warned :L

Didn't have a good song, but idk the one from Halo 4 vibed enough for the end I guess

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"I take it you're the Raihan."

The dark-skinned Gym Leader spun around, hearing his name called by someone other than his multitude of fans. He was greeted by the raised brow of a blonde-haired young woman, who stood just over his shoulder, and gave off the kind of vibe that told said "don't-mess-with-me". Her blue eyes were sharp and piercing, and she had a hand on a jutted-out hip that gave away her haughty attitude. She only carried a duffel slung over her outfit that made him think she was a hiker, what with her plaid button up, cargo pants tucked into hiking boots, and a sports cap to boot. He'd only seen pictures of her, but Raihan knew without doubt, that the woman standing there was no one another than Samantha's stepsister.

Darcy.

Looks like his girlfriend was right. She was sizing him up already, and as such he couldn't help but like her already. He could see why she was so helpful for Sammy way back when she needed it, and lamented how he didn't get to see her punch her ex in the face.

Grinning, Raihan waltzed over and held out his hand, "The one and only. You must be the Darcy."

"Sammy's one and only big sister, and not afraid to kick your ass if you hurt her," the blonde snorted, but then took the hand with a firm grasp and shook. "Good to finally meet her 'tall, dark, and handsome' in person."

"Aw, you're making me blush. Looks like I'm two for two with your family," he winked, and had to laugh when she wrinkled her nose.

"I might like 'em tall but you're waaaaaaay too slim for my taste, bucko. You're all Sammy's, so save the flirting for her," she mused, not skipping a beat. "Besides, I'm spoken for."

"What d'ya know? So am I," he winked again and gestured for her to follow. "Alright, c'mon. Is that duffel all you got?"

"Yep. Always pack light. I have my Pokémon already, too. Customs gave me a bit of a fit about 'em."

"Yeah, they always do. Gotta protect the native species. Anyways, you good flying Flygon or would you prefer a taxi? Mine's quicker but Taxi more comfortable and roomier."

She shook her head, "Nah, Flygon is good. We have them back home in the deserts and I'd rather see Sammy sooner rather than later. By the way, I'm cock blocking you the whole time."

He laughed loudly, "She didn't tell you enough about me then. You're on, Darcy-girl."

"Just Darcy to you, bub. Now let's see how fast this Flgyon of yours is, or are you just all talk?"

"Oof. She didn't mention you'd be so cruel. Well, feast your eyes, Darcy," he grinned and released his Flygon, whom chirped happily. He nuzzled his trainer before approaching the blonde and sniffed her readily, making curious sounds and then smiling when she began to rub along his jawline. Raihan grinned, "Did you teach Sammy where to rub right?"

"Of course. One of the other rangers has one and he's the biggest love bug. She learned the few months she was with me."

"Oh yeah? She hasn't told me much about it yet--not in full detail, anyway," he chuckled, gaze falling briefly. He hadn't actually asked her properly. The time in the tent was the most he knew, and now he couldn't make an excuse to not try and ask more. He wanted to know it--to know all he missed and love her all the more for it. He met Darcy's gaze, "Just that you saved her and got her here."