gurabad | 060 » pity the men i know

[the why and how of the ex-elite four member's discovery that surfing is his newest life passion is... not worth asking about, touko figures. it's better than gambling, even if the man is still fond of that and presumably some other vices; in any case, she's happy to see a familiar face in a foreign land. and grimsley's nice — a gentleman, she thinks, very cool and composed.

she didn't exactly bring a swimsuit, and there's no time or company to go clothes shopping with some girl friends, so as it is, touko just kind of ducks into the nearest store and emerges in... a bikini. it... could probably use a little bit of extra cloth, but touko doesn't seem to think twice about it as she thoroughly ignores the glances and stares from passersby on the beach.]

Sorry, sorry! Did you wait long, Grimsley?

Edited 2019-04-26 23:51 (UTC)

[grimsley turned, he had just been staring off into the ocean in quiet contemplation when he turns at her voice. he manages to keep his poker face, and his eyes firmly on her face.]

Touko. [he starts and has to clear a rasp from his throat.] No, don't worry about me, I don't keep track of things like that anymore. I've reserved us a couple of Mantines... If you're ready to get out into the water.

[Man alive. Maybe he should have reserved a swim suit for her too. His face burned a little as his thoughts slid back from that.]

You know how to swim, I hope?

Edited 2019-04-27 00:21 (UTC)

Yeah! To be honest, I kind of had to learn how. My Haxorus normally does long-distance Surfing for me, but you know, he's not a Water-type, so for little things like rivers, I just swim across...

[she chatters animatedly as she crouches by the mantine she's claiming for her own (arceus above, she really isn't aware of how that swimsuit looks on her). it only seems polite to bond a little bit if it's going to be carrying her! she gives the water-type a few affectionate pats before she straightens and nods.]

But yeah, I'm ready to get wet and have some fun!

That's good! Hopefully your Mantine won't slip out from under you... But just in case.

[the unintentional innuendo doesn't slip by grimsley, who is already thinking that this might have not been an amazing idea. or. it's a fantastic one. He wasn't stupid though, he didn't really think anything was going to happen here besides some surfing. grimsley removed his shoes, setting them neatly in the sand in a way that looked like he was going to just walk into the ocean and he needed to leave a clue to his bewildered family.]

First, crawl on top of your Mantine. They're very stable, unlike real surfboards, you don't have to worry about him slipping out from under you.

[still in his god damn kimono, grimsley sat atop his mantine in the way he would have her imitate.] Like so. Then we'll let Mantine paddle us out a little bit and we can start to stand. We'll stick to the short waves first. [Grimsley stood, surprisingly well balanced and comfortable looking on the mantine.]

[at least he could try to focus on surfing instead of being able to see perhaps literally everything on touko. his kimono was at least a kind enough covering for how he was starting to feel.]

Sure thing! Let's see...

[touko stretches, just to get limber, and then tentatively steps atop the patient, well-trained mantine. she braces herself for at least some tension, but she finds to her surprise that grimsley's right — the water-types are pleasantly stable in the water, unlike real surfboards, more buoyant pokémon like tentacruel and jellicent.]

Oh, this is nice! It's almost like standing on land.

[it's an easy enough matter for her to balance — she ~~has protagonist powers~~ learns pretty quickly. confident, she flashes grimsley a sunny smile.]

Guess I shouldn't bite off more than I can chew, though. Let's try the little waves.

If you look at your feet, there are some handholds as well. If you think you might lose your balance, just crouch and take hold!

[he bites the inside of his cheek. he tries not to watch the meager fabric move with her form. he knows he’s turning red, so he turns his head away. ]

This way, then. Just lean in the direction you want to go, they’re incredibly receptive. [ grimsley takes off just slightly faster than he means to, hitting a very small wave and riding it back to the shore. ]

Your turn, Touko. I’m sure you’ll shine as brightly as you always do! [he turned to watch with crossed arms, biting his lip. the surfing had left his kimono a little wet with flecks and splashes making the fabric stick to his skin. He didn’t seem to mind, though, as his attention was fully on touko. ]

[she learns quickly enough! the mantines propel themselves, obviously, and so it's less like riding a surfboard and more like riding a skateboard — fortunately, she has experience with the latter. it's not long before touko, feeling confident, leans hard enough on her mantine that it performs a simple huntail spiral.]

Yeah!

[floating back down into the water with a splash, touko laughs and then drives back to where grimsley is waiting. she didn't fall into the water, but her legs and breasts are misted with ocean spray — little droplets of water dot her skin. she shakes her hair out as her mantine takes a little break.

unfortunately for grimsley, she does notice that red touch to his cheeks.]

Hey, Grimsley, you're blushing! You look so dead and pale normally — I didn't think you were the type to get red in the sun.

[oh what to say, he couldn’t ignore the glisten on her barely covered breasts. he designed to look over to the cliffs, pretending they were all that interesting.]

I’m not. [he said this kind of curtly, bringing a hand up to scratch his cheek. ] Man oh man...Touko.... did you truly plan to surf today in that swimsuit? How am I to concentrate when you look like this? [ he turned away entirely to break his line of sight. the worst part, knowing her, is that it was in no way intentional.]

[she's about to tell him that she thinks his sun-kissed blush is cute when he suddenly pops out with... that remark. somewhat confused, and maybe a bit flustered, she looks down at herself.]

Wh-What? What's wrong with my...

[actually, there's no point in playing innocent. she pulls a wry face and huffs.]

...Alright, fine, I knew it was a little too skimpy when I bought it. But all of the other designs were way too girly! Flowers and lace and stuff — I dunno, I knew guys would be staring at me, but I figured some Beauty or a Swimmer with bigger titties would come along and they'd go look at her instead.

[a pause.]

...And I didn't think it would bother you.

[how do you tell a person, without being creepy, that she has blossomed into a very beautiful young woman. Well. There wasn’t. So he’d keep that to himself.]

If we’re going to continue, we should probably find you something else. [he said this with a drying mouth and a quickening pulse. He had something he wanted to say, and he was far from one to hold his tongue, but it was a gamble. ]

[he speaks suddenly, almost surprising himself as well] Or— There’s a private beach near the tide pools. The owner is elderly and no longer lives in Alola. We could go there for a more... private lesson.

Edited 2019-04-28 02:35 (UTC)

[he doesn't have to tell her that she's beautiful — she knows that! ...she just didn't think grimsley would be affected by it. a rambling, gambling gentleman like him has probably had more women — and men — in his bed than victories in battles.

but now touko's not sure if he's implying something or he's just being polite. a slight pause, and then:]

...I'm definitely okay with a... private lesson.

[the pause is deliberate — she hopes he picks up on what she's suggesting.]

[grimsley was already suggesting it, of course. he seems to regain some composure as he gains some high ground. he nabs his shoes and hops onto his mantine. he looks over his shoulder with a dark little smile.]

Then follow me.

[he holds his shoes limply in one hand as the mantine starts off slowly. he doesn’t want to outpace her, after all. grimsley is frankly surprised at himself. but it had been quite a while since he had been with anyone in that way. not since he came to alola at least. he glances over his shoulder to ensure that she’s following before pressing on past some waves.]

It’s just past these reefs! [he projects his voice as he turns to make himself heard over the gently crashing waves. as he skins through the water, more of the white cotton of his kimono becomes wet and clings to him and reveals his form. he’s thin, but not skeletal— probably thanks to the surfing, and he seems to be wearing some form fitting bike short looking swimsuit.]

[well, he's agreed to it, so... touko eases her mantine along, following grimsley's lead, but as they make their way through the water, she's officially allowing her eyes to wander over his body. she had already noticed, before they got into the water, that that kimono clung to grimsley in all sorts of unfair ways, highlighting his lean chest, the tight though not intimidating muscles of his arms. now, from behind, she can most certainly appreciate his back, and — those shorts — his ass.

should she go for it? she's gonna go for it. in a low voice, she purrs:]

...If I say what I'm thinking about right now, am I going to ruin my pristine good-girl image?

[she giggles, coquettishly.]

Because you look reaaaalllly good in that wet kimono, Grimsley...

[it has been a genuine while since anyone had paid attention to him in this sort of way, and he had to say that he liked it ] Oh no, my dear, you’ll never ruin that shining image of you I keep with me.

[as sentimental as that was, he was now mentally preparing to do... a lot of things. at least he could just flip a switch in his mind and let his speaking go on autopilot ]

And I hope you don’t stop wearing that bikini... just maybe save it for me, would you?

[he slowed down on his mantine, peeking over his shoulder at her. there was no way he was going to get over this in his entire life. not only was the fabric in too little quantity, it clung to her in such a way— he couldn’t wait to have her in front of him and to feast his eyes with some privacy.]

By the way... you’ve done this before, right? [ this, of course, being sex. not necessarily sex on a beach.]

Which answer would be more of a turn-on?

[keenly aware that he's looking at her, touko adjusts one of her bikini straps with a snap — the motion makes one of her breasts jiggle. she's being coy, but she also knows it's not exactly polite to be dishonest during sex, so she goes ahead and tells the truth. it's important to her, anyway.]

...I've gotten to second, third base with guys before. Not like random hookups — just, you know, friends. But guys my age are so nervous and fumbling... It's really cute, but I wind up feeling like it's going to be a disappointment if I let them hit it, so I just finish them off and just go handle the rest on my own.

[sighing, she steps off her mantine and onto the shore, giving it a little pat as she does so.]

But if you're asking if you need to be super patient with me, then no, I don't think so.

It’s like heads or tails, each is different— yet the same. I don’t prefer one thing or the other, they each serve their own purpose. [ what the fuck does that even mean grimsley ]

I can assure you that age has gifted me with a lot of experience. Not to brag.

[For an adrenaline junkie like grimsley this was a dream. a perfect scenario, really, and it excited him more than he could express. he stepped off his own mantine with a strange elegance. ]

We’ll see where the cards fall, and adjust as we need to. Here, follow me, I have a hide out here.

[and he did indeed. he led her between some jagged rocks, down a few natural stone steps, and into a cave. well, more like a grotto with a landing— it was beautiful.

the water glimmered with the reflections of the metal deposits in the rocks. there was a natural skylight that landed half upon a room set up. it had... a lot. there was a middle eastern rug, a humble half tent over a futon and Japanese style lanterns strung up. it all seemed to be hooked into a generator that an electric type move could charge. so this is where he had been living, it seemed. ]

[disregarding the weird philosophical shit that comes out of grimsley's mouth every time he starts harping on about gambling metaphors seems like the best way to deal with him most of the time, so touko doesn't comment as she follows him into the cave where he's apparently been hiding out. makes sense, she supposes — when one is traveling on a budget, and when one is a very talented pokémon trainer, it's much easier to set up a semi-permanent encampment rather than bother with hotels, rentals, or buying a house.

(we can't all be steven stone, who is apparently okay with paying property taxes on a villa while some random kid uses it.)

she twirls around, admiring the beauty of the place — the exotic rug, the lanterns, the natural mineral inclusions in the cave.]

Wow! This place is great! What is this, your Secret Base? I thought that was a Hoenn thing!

[grimsley laughed genuinely, even if it came out a little weird. ]

I’ve taken some inspiration lately, as you see.

[he held out one of his ultra balls, releasing his sharpedo into the water. ] Don’t mind him, I just like to let him out to hunt. He won’t bother us. He’s also a wonderful deterrent for would-be stumbler upons of our excursion.

[grimsley stepped behind his folding paper room divider, and stepped back out in almost bogglingly little time into a dry kimono. He held in his hand a spare ]

Are you cold? [now that his intent was clear, he wasn’t holding back. his cheeks warmed as he took in he beauty of her chest, the droplets of water all the more beautiful in the reflective cave. ]

[what was the point, she thinks, of changing into another kimono? the other one's for her, she supposes, but he just asked her to keep her swimsuit on, so what is he thinking?

her own pokémon have been left behind at a poké resort area in town — she's not concerned, they're all big boys who can take care of themselves, and zekrom will make sure no harm comes to them even if the others are more reckless. unencumbered by any trainerly duties, she flicks at the moisture on her chest with one hand.]

I'm a little cold when the breeze comes in, but it's nothing I can't deal with.

[but that sounds like an invitation to get closer. so she steps closer, gently allowing her arms to rest upon his shoulders.]

Why? Are you gonna warm me up?

[grimsley tosses the kimono back behind him, letting it land on the rug. And while he would let it remain a mystery, he wasn't about to tumble into bed with all his pokeballs and odds and ends in his sleeves. it would have been more cumbersome to take them out.

and disastrous to accidentally release a tyranitar mid-coitus]

That was part of my plan, how you want to warm up is up to you.

[his cheeks warm a little as he feels her and her heat upon him. he wonders if he might burn up. god, it had been so long, but he refused to be the one taken off guard. even sex was a game, a competition of sorts.

he leans in, placing his hands on her mostly naked hips and brushes his lips against hers. sure, she didn't need to be handled slowly, she said, but he couldn't help himself. there were quite a few years between them. he'd rather dip his toes into the water and wade in slowly.

even if he was already so, so hard from her jigging her breasts at him.]

[grimsley's being a perfect gentleman, which is more or less what touko expected — and she absolutely welcomes it. his hands feel pleasantly warm upon her hips; on her part, her body is athletic and toned from her travels, cold where the water has hit her and warm where her skin has stayed dry.

leaning up, she rises on a tiptoe, very gently nipping at his earlobe with the dull pressure of her teeth.]

I have a couple of ideas... but I hope these rugs are soft. Or that that futon of yours is comfortable enough.

[there's a lot she can handle as a trainer, but sex in a cave is low on the priority list.]

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