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Pokemon Oh-Snap! (Priscilla x Azecreth)

Unaware of what Suki was planning, Riley let Asuga have a glimpse of the first photo he'd taken of her before pulling his camera away. "Now now, there's no rush," he told her with a grin. "Suki looks like she's all but dying in anticipation." That was a modest exaggeration, but it didn't seem to be too far from the truth. Even better, it looked like she didn't really need his direction now that he'd given advice to her friend. That made this easier.

Turning back to where Suki sat, Riley readied his camera and began to take pictures. Of course, he was not ready for whatever Suki had in mind, but no doubt she would get quite the reception when she made her move.
 
Asuga pouted as she was rejected from seeing any more of the pictures. The drunken girl hung close to Riley as she puffed out her bottom lip, wishing to see more of how she looked up there on the counter. Of course Suki looked sexy and sophisticated, her friend always carrying that aura about her. Asuga herself always felt childish looking and overlooked when she was next to Suki, just like how it was now as she burst into the limelight. As she stood near to Riley she felt herself step on something, looking down her eyes widened as there on the ground she saw a pair of black lace panties.

“Haha....” Suki gave an intoxicated laugh as she leaned back on her hands. Her knees were still together as she moved her body in ways that were pleasing for the camera.
“I have been dying, I’ve been waiting this whole time to be your muse.” She bit her lip as the camera flashed.
“I even left a present for you there on the ground near your foot.” She pointed to her displaced panties, waiting for Riley to turn and look before opening her legs wide and propping her feet onto the counter. There between the V of her legs sat her bare shaven V, blushing red as was her cheeks from the drinks, her vulva neatly packed between the lips of her labia.

Asuga squeaked when she saw it, her face red in embarrassment as her friend displayed her whole self to the camera. That was just like Suki, bold and edgey.
 
Though Asuga protested and tried to sway his mind, Riley did not yield. All she would get were glimpses of herself, tantalizing and desirable as she posed atop the counter. She would get some idea, but a clear picture would be fleeting at best. For now, he turned to his newest subject with camera at the ready.

At the same time Suki continued to ramble, going on about how she was looking forward to this opportunity. "I'm glad to hear it," he assured her while taking a couple shots for her as he had for Asuga. With how much she had flirted so far this evening, it was little surprise that she needed less guidance now that she had a general idea of what he was looking for.

More than that, as it turned out. He looked down in confusion as she made her mention of a gift, with an inkling of what to expect. That did not stop his eyes from widening at the sight of her panties. That was what she had been waiting for, and it elicited a noise from her friend as she bared herself to the cameraman. Now this was the sort of sight that most would kill to see, no doubt.

He stared for a few moments even as he pressed the trigger, capturing a wide shot and then a close up of her pristine skin and aroused folds. Wil was going to be very pleased with this, and it did not help his erection to watch it either. She had definitely reached her intended effect.

After a moment Riley stirred, nudging Asuga forward. "Go on, join her," he whispered to her. "That's how you want to look, right?" It was a prompt that was both selfless and selfish. While he was helping her, he was also furthering his goal with Wil. Hopefully Asuga wouldn't mind,.
 
Asuga stood frozen, her eyes locked on her friends blushing moon between her white thighs as she sat up on the counter. The blue haired petite girl could never imagine herself being so bold, though she was envious of the unquestionable confidence Suki boasted as she bares everything for the camera. As Riley leaned over and encouraged her to join Suki, Asuga could only shake her head fearfully, almost a sobering eave crashing over her as her heart skipped a beat thinking about it.

“Me!?” She squeaked at Riley’s suggestion.

But before she could delay further, a hand took her and dragged her towards the counter. Suki had hopped down swiftly to retrieve her friend, bringing her over to where she previously sat she leaned in and whispered.

“Common Asuga, remember what we talked about the other day?? Confidence!” Suki had a rare moment of sober clarity and caring with her friend as she looked back at Riley and winked.

“I know but... just like... eek... showing it all?!” Asuga leaned in even closer than Suki was already and whispered not so subtly (primarily due to intoxication).
“I haven’t even shaved!”

Suki giggled, taking both of Asuga’s hands in her own.
“Then lets ask Riley if he likes that!”
With a sudden yank Suki pulled her friends arms over the counter so the short girl was doubled over it, ass pointing towards Riley and skirt partially ridden up.

“Relax Asuga.” She reassured her friend before letting go with one hand and pulling back her skirt. There her ass covered in pink satin panties was laid bare once more, Suki staring at the fabric before she looked back at Riley.

“Got your camera ready Riiiiley?” She said in a cutesy voice.

“Sssssssssuki?!” Asuga trembled.

As soon as he indicated he did, or just as soon as she felt like it, she yanked Asuga’s panties down, the pink fabric falling down her thin legs to her ankles as her own womanhood was laid bare. Suki smiled deviously to both her friend and Riley as she admired her friend’s slit, the cute tulip between her thighs covered in short hair.

“Asuga you are so cute!” She exclaimed, patting her friends pussy with an open palm.

“Nooooo!!!” Asuga struggled, but not enough to be truly frantic as her friend violated her.
“Suki! I am embarrassed!” She whined as her friend smacked her pussy lips.

“I know... and thats why you need to get over it!” Suki un-empathetically slapped her puss a few more times before using her fingers to spread the lips of her labia. She let Riley point the camera straight down her deep pink Vulva as she gave a toothy grin just inches from it.
 
Initially it seemed like his bold request was too bold for Asuga, but Suki proved to be a useful ally as she quickly stepped in to back him up. Asuga didn't stand a chance as she was dragged over to the counter amidst her protests, with Suki doing all she could to sweet talk her friend into it. For now, Riley chose to leave it to the professional.

An eyebrow rose as he listened in, before speaking up at Suki's outburst. "A photographer must be open minded. I'm not going to judge you, especially with how sudden this was." She would really need to try hard if she was going to somehow shock him into not doing this. As long as she didn't start throwing up from how drunk she was. None of them needed that.

At last Suki had Asuga in position. "I always do," he called back, slightly lifting his camera as she sought to confirm he was ready. There was no mystery here, and with little fanfare following she pulled down Asuga's panties. They fell to her ankles and revealed her just like Suki was, though as warned it was untrimmed. Not that such a thing would stop the camera . Nor would it stop Suki as she began patting her friend's crotch.

One slap followed another before Suki went for the finishing blow, spreading Asuga's folds to the clear view of any who could look. Riley did not waste this opportunity, snapping several photos of that treasured place, as well as Suki's framing alongside it. "Any boyfriend you had would be a lucky man," he commented, however much she might need that compliment.

Of course, Wil still wanted variety, and Riley still saw opportunity. The missing friend slipped his mind for now as he instead gestured to Suki. "Now it's your turn to join her," he added, wearing a grin as he did so. Now that was the sort of shot that would bring in the money.
 
Suki didn’t have any qualms with holding the lips of her friends vagina open for extended periods. Her fingers even seemed to slide slightly up and down her labia, causing Asuga to coo as she sat face down on the counter. The blue haired pig tail girl seemed to be pretty passive about the whole thing now, her drunken eyes dilated as she let her friend violate her as the camera snapped. There was either a lot of trust between them or Asuga was just really drunk.

Never leaving the shot, Suki looked to Riley with a smile as he gave out instructions, her cheeks and ears blushing red from the alcohol and stimulating situation. Hearing Riley’s next command, the intoxicated girl would process his instructions in a rather unexpected and intense fashion. “Your turn” and “join her” seemed only to confirm for her what she wanted to hear. Looking up to her friend, her hand softly rubbed and patted Asuga’s ass.

“You hear that?” Suki slurred as she looked into Asuga’s unfocused eyes. “Riley wants to see that thing we tried a few days back.” Suki’s devious smile never left her. She squatted down behind her friend, lifting up her dress enough and sticking out her ass to let Riley see the bottom part of her own labia from behind.

However with a wink to the cameraman she too it a step further. Leaning forward Suki put her lips directly on Asuga’s vulva, kissing it lightly with a smacking sound. Her tongue began to dance as well, each wiggle causing Asuga to moan as Suki turned up the intensity of her kisses and licks over time. She went as far as sticking her nose and tongue into her friends hole, looking back at Riley sexually to make sure he was getting all of this.
 
Once again, Riley found himself in a situation where his words were misunderstood. But all the same, he could not bring himself to actually object. It might not have been his intended outcome, but there was nothing wrong with it either as he watched events play out in front of him. What else could he say as Suki fondled her friend in front of his eyes, before turning so she faced away from the cameraman and buried her head in her friend's pussy.

Suki would not have to worry as Riley snapped pictures one after the other. Shots of her exposed rear, of her oral talents, and how Asuga danced beneath the tender touch of her friend. He was inclined to think it showed how drunk they were, but there was no doubt that he was making bank off of this encounter. Wil had been absolutely right with what he had said earlier.

Not that it helped him either. He could feel his erection growing all the more at the pixel clarity of her bare skin in his view. He wasn't sure how far Suki intended on taking this, but he had a feeling that he would not be disappointed. Whatever happened, he'd be ready for it.
 
Asuga tasted salty, the more Suki stuck her tongue deeper into her, the more she could taste it. Her tongue would dance around inside of her as it waved up and down, the green haired girl enjoying it just as much as her friend as she moaned between licks. The girls had clearly done this before, Suki all too familiar with the act and Asuga all too passive about it. A blue pony tail would wiggle as the girl twitched from the feeling, both of them getting so into it, it was almost like Riley and the camera were not there.

A few kisses and smacks signaled the end to Suki’s fondling, her eyes darting back to Riley as she affectionately smacked her friend’s ass and stood up.

“Mr. camera man sure has some restraint.” She quipped, looking him up and down before walking next to Asuga and leaning over. Her own face lay on the counter of the stall, presumably one that sold fruits during the day. Licking her lips she kissed Asuga who lay semi-unconscious with her ass stuck out against the counter. Suki would match her friends back-arch, letting her own rear slip out from under her short black dress, asses lined up with moistened flowers under each.

“Its time for our close ups Asuga...” Suki’s eyes fluttered, the night creeping on and wearing on the girl. “Don’t be afraid to.... get hands on with us and move our bodies to all the angles you need....” Suki’s voice trailed off as she twirled one of Asuga’s pony tails in her finger.
Asuga drooled onto the counter, mumbling incoherent pleasures as the cold Slateport sea air whipped around her slit.
 
By all indication the pauir seemed to have forgotten his presence. That was the optimal sort of outcome for Riley, as it meant their actions would be more natural. They weren't doing it for the camera, they were just living. There was a time and a place for both, but he found this to be more authentic.

At last Sukji seemed to have had her fill of fun teasing her friend, and now moved to join her. Two beautiful girls laid out side by side, on display and more than eager. It was almost too much for a man to bear. but he knew his limits, and after all of that it might be pushing things a bit. Besides, with Asuga as she was it felt like some of the fun was lost. At least without him involved to help reduce her to that state.

"I wouldn't be able to do a good job without it," he noted with a chuckle as Suki complimented his ability to hold back. but now her words drew him forwards, and he did not hesitate. He stepped up to the duo, camera at the ready for the finale of this little shoot. "As you wish," he added with a wink.

There was nothing more to say, so he got to work. There were close ups as promised, different angles and resolutions. The barest glimpses shifting to full on shots. He shifted their positions as well, first to the side so he could lift their legs upwards, then on to their backs for a long angle shot that could highlight their faces too, even on top each other momentarily for that contact. It showed the skill and ease of a practiced photographer, making it clear just how much he'd done thing before. By the time he was done, he'd have all the porn he could want from them.
 
Despite their obvious extreme intoxication, the girls were brilliantly inspired snd perverse through the course of the shoot. Both displayed themselves eagerly, almost an instinctive desire to show off the biology as the cameraman stood just inches away from their sex. Suki who seemed the most grounded and conscious gave Riley very intense desired and eager expressions, bucking her hips at him in almost a request to be toyed with. The fact that Riley did hold back almost played into a touch of frustration for her as she did her best to pose for the camera like her efforts would be rewarded sexually.

Asuga for her part just went along with it all, the small girl unable to handle how much she had drank that night. Her eyes never really focused, she just did as Suki told her, moving when Riley told her to, and letting Suki continued to touch her. Her green haired friend even slid two fingers deep inside of her, only a small whimper as protest as the camera clicked. It would indeed me a shoot worth the girl’s weight in gold as these Hoenn girls truly lived up to the “Hoe-en Pussy” name.

Soon from behind another intoxicated voice interrupted them.

“What are.... you guys.... doing.” Miss stood leaning hard against one of the stall posts, her eyes looking really weary from the drinks as well. She tried to make sense of what she was seeing, but clearly was having a hard time standing as it was.

“Misa! We are taking pictures.” Suki stood and adjusted her skirt to cover herself.
“Want to join us?” She deviously smiled as she approached her friend.

But before she could convince Miss to do anything dirty, the pink haired girl doubled over and began to heave, the disgusting sound of puking killing the buzz they had going.

“Oh boy...” Suki seemed disappointed, she shrugged her shoulders to Riley and nervously laughed.
“I guess we need to get her home.” Suki walked over to Riley and entered his personal bubble. She grabbed her phon and opened her contact info.

“Here is my contact info... maybe sometime we can meet up again?” She seemed a tad more sober now certainly the most capable of the trio. Her body brushed up against Riley’s as she suggested they meet up another time.

“I’ve got to get then back to our hotel... so see ya...” she held Misa’s hair back as the girl wiped her face. Before too long she called for Asuga who stumbled after them to follow.

“Bye Riley!” The girls called in various levels of intoxication as they left the market.
 
Riley turned as Misa finally made her appearance, later than he had expected her too. At least she didn't flee immediately, which was a good sign given what he had seen of her personality. but maybe she was just in shock at the state of her friends. "Hey there," he called back, letting the others do the sweet talking.

A wince then followed as Misa vomited as a result of her intoxication. Riley winced sympathetically, not envying her in the moment. He knew what that was like, and it was not fun. so he fully understood as Suki called an end to this session ahead of time.

"No worries. friends come first," he agreed. He passed over the phone so she could put her contact info in it, surprised by how quickly she had swung about. Perhaps her drunkenness had been exaggerated for effect. or the sight of Misa had shaken her out of her state. "I think that could be in the cards," he agreed with a nod as he slipped his phone back into his pocket.

"Bye," he called back with a wave as the girls departed. He waited until they vanished from sight, grinning in satisfaction all the while. Then he turned and began making his way back to the Pokemon Center. It had been a long day, and he could really use his rest. The drama had been forgotten, and he was already looking with anticipation towards the future. Who knew what the next day had in store?
 
Much like Riley, Slateport was turning in for the night. Most who were not young or a party goer had already retired for the night. A few Riley’s age made their way back from bars or continued to party in their own way on the streets. The roads were dark, streetlights illuminating only a handful of spots as drunk and boisterous persons intoxicated with life and alcohol wandered back to their resting places in packs. Slateport was a relatively peaceful city, the streets between the market and pokemon center well patrolled by the police who Riley could see uniformed and marching with their police pokemon up the street to deter any no-gooders.

Around the pokemon center groups of trainers huddled and chatted, the lights out time often precluding any loud conversation inside to allow those who wished to do so time to rest. As Riley entered the sliding glass doors the lobby featured several trainers dirty from their trek through the wilderness and nurses tending to both them and their pokemon. No one of note to Riley’s eyes but he was very tired.

Making his way back down the hall to where the room Sakata assigned him to sleep, he followed the dark hallway. At his door he would find it cracked, lights out on the inside as his roommates dozed. Two of the 3 other trainers bunked with him lay fast asleep. On the bottom bunk opposite his, he would recognize the dark haired girl he saw in the lobby earlier that day when he first came to the pokemon center. Her prudish attitude about what Pokemon Riley had seemed lessened as she cutely slept against her fluffy pillow, dark hair spilling over the edge of her bunk. The bed above her was empty, occupant seemingly yet to return to the room.

Above Riley’s bed though another trainer slept, a younger girl with short blonde hair let out a huff of air amidst her dreams as she lay on the stomach. She seemed cute and innocent enough, but as Riley settled in he would see at his eye level the small girl was not wearing any panties under her cotton shorts. There between her legs sat a pair of puffy and bare labia, the slit winking at him with each breath she took in her rest.
 
Making his way back to the Pokemon Center, Riley was really starting to feel all that pent energy from earlier in the day. He waved to people, greeted them, and was generally courteous, but he did not linger for long. It was a good thing he didn't have to worry about anyone trying to jump him. It was also a good thing that he didn't have to worry about the cops going after him at this point too.

Arriving, he slipped past the other trainers and made his way to his assigned room. It was a good thing that he remembered where he needed to go, though since he wasn't fully drunk the staff probably wouldn't have minded showing him around. But with everything else they seemed to be going through he didn't want to bother them.

Making it back to his room, he swung the door open a bit further so he could step inside. Glancing over, his eyes widened in surprise as he found 'M' girl sleeping next to him. Good thing she was like that, since she probably would have given him an earful if she knew who she was bunking with. In fact she might do that in the morning anyway, but that was too far ahead for him to think about it too much.

Letting Luma out of his Pokeball, Riley turned and was greeted with the best sight of all. he glanced over at 'M' girl, then back to make sure no one was about to walk in on him. With what sense of timing he could muster, he quickly spanned a shot of her exposed folds before ducking back down to his bed. he placed his camera safely with the rest of his stuff and then laid down. With Luma curled up next to him, he was soon fast asleep
 
His young bunk mate only stirred slightly and murmured as Riley captured a picture for his collection. The camera shutter nothing against the deep sleep his roommates were having that night, no doubt a day of traveling causing such weariness. As Riley and Luma settled in for the night the two of them would also find this rest quickly, their eyes falling shut after mere moments of laying down on the stiff bunk bed

The next morning as he awoke, he would feel a bit of rustling on his bunk. As his eyes opened the room around him would only be lit by the invasion of sunlight through the shades, but it was enough to see what was happening clearly around him. Aside from the source of his bunk rocking, he could see the dark haired girl had gone, her bed empty except for a few possessions. The bunk above her which was empty last night when he came in was still that way.

Yet center to his attention would be his own bunk mate. The girl he snapped a photo of her most delicate items just last night stood on the side of his bed stretching her body to reach something on her top bunk. Her body spanned the gap between his bed and hers as her thin torso and down was right before him. Her shirt rose hp showing off a flat girlish midriff.

“Errgh, Where is it...” the young girl said in a high pitched snd frustrated voice, though hushed out of consideration for her bunk mate. As she rifled around with something in her bunk the whole bed shook, undoubtably what woke Riley up that morning.

Most importantly, the girl had yet to change clothes. As the sunlight slipped into the room it highlighted one particular area that Riley had unprecedented view of. As she stood against the bunk above him he had a direct line of sight up the girl’s shorts yet again, puffy slit illuminated by the warm welcoming morning light....
 
Waking up in the morning, Riley found himself in a welcome situation. Firstly, one gil was gone. Seemed she had just decided to quietly leave rather than hanging around to mock him and his choice of Pokemon further. He was not about to complain that things had turned out that way. And it looked like that last bunk had just never been filled, for whatever reason.

More importantly, his own bunkmate was fully awake and seemingly in some dire straits as she searched her bed. Her position compared to his meant that he got a good look at her form in the morning light. She was doing her best to be considerate, but it was unavoidable given what she was doing. So he didn't hold it against her.

Eyes widened slightly as the most important thing was revealed. It looked like she had not yet changed, meaning that what he had seen before was still there. Yet in this moment he did not act on it. Perhaps if he had been more awake he might have tried, but right now it seemed more likely that he would not be able to get away with such peeping this time around. She wasn't that distracted.

Shifting in his bunk, a light groan escaped as he mocked waking up. "Can I help you with something?" he asked, giving her the opportunity to move away without it being obvious what he'd been doing.
 
The girl let out a squeak as Riley indicated he was awake, a small jolt running through her little frame as she stood on the edge of his bed. Her head poked down below, her bright green eyes adorning her cute face as an embarrassed expression filled her cheeks. She looked at Riley a moment as her cheeks reddened, hands upwards holding on to the railings of her own bed.

“Oh... I’m sorry...” she had a cutesy girlish voice as she looked down on you, a polite grin on her face as she apologized for rocking the boat. As she leaned over him, the bottom hem of her shirt opened giving Riley yet another line of sight of her body. His eyes could very easily trace her flat stomach up to an equally flat chest, pink nubs the only thing of note on her upper abdomen. She of course continued her stance, innocent face unknowing of how much carnal display she gave the man below her.

“I didn’t mean to wake you.” She looked over to Luma and smiled, an expression familiar as she admired the Delcatty. “I just seemed to have lost something...” her eyes traced her own bed once more as she leaned forward even more, flat chest and bare pussy on full display as they lit up in the morning light.

The rest of the pokemon center was quiet, few people moving about this late in the morning.
 
Riley met the girl's alert eyes with a slowly awakening gaze. All he could do was prop himself up and admire the view, lacking the brainpower at present to do much more than that. Which was a pity, but that was the reality that he was faced with. He needed some time after waking up to get going, and they were still in that in-between period. Unfortunately for him, though luckily for her.

For example, the way he could see beneath her shirt, or her continued exposure from before. There was little thought of taking advantage of it, at least before breakfast. There didn't seem to be many other people up, but that didn't mean he wanted to invite another confrontation.

Meanwhile, Luma continued to purr and rest. So long as there was nothing too shocking to disturb him, he'd stay like that for a while. "It's alright," he assured her as he shook his head. "Do you need help looking?" He had a feeling that he knew what she was looking for, but it never hurt to ask. Just in case he was mistaken.
 
A bit of blush filled her cheeks as Riley asked if she needed any assistance.
“No!...” she said frantically, as she hopped down off the side of his bed. Her eyes darted away as she kicked her foot awkwardly and waited for him to move from his bed.
“I mean... no I am fine... I’ll find them... errr I mean it myself.” An awkward smile confirming she did not need his assistance as she gave him some space. Her shirt preseed against her chest, nubs poking through to greet the new day.

The morning light was starting to seep in more through the window, a beam of it crossing Riley’s and Luma’s face as the sun also greeted the new day.
“Good morning... by the way.. I didn’t see you here last night so you must have come in late... my name is Emiko, good to finally meet my bunk mate.. heh...” she giggled as she watched Riley rise from the bed.

Down the hall Riley could smell the distinct scent of coffee wafting in under their door. He would recall most larger Pokemon centers have a really basic breakfast for trainers, mostly freeze dried items and some bagels. Other than that his options were out on the town, Slateport being rather large would have plenty of options.
 
The reaction to his question confirmed that she was looking for what he had assumed. Either she had deliberately gone to sleep that way or she had had her panties stolen at some point before he arrived. Those seemed like the most reasonable choices given how she was acting right now. But if she didn't want his help then he would not give it. Even if he understood her aversion.

Stretching a bit, Riley rose to his feet. It denied him the sort of view that would have been most erotic, but it also let him dodge the sunlight and smell the delicious coffee. Besides, he could still kind of see some more delicious aspects anyway.

"Riley," he replied with a smile, then offered a handshake. "Yeah, it was a pretty late night. I just arrived in Slateport yesterday so I was exploring and lost track of time." True enough. There was no need to bring up his previous escapade. In the meanwhile though he was starting to turn towards the idea of breakfast. "Have you eaten yet?"
 
Emiko bashfully stood there as Riley rose, feeling lewd without any underwear on in a room with a boy all alone. She rocked back and forth on her heels and toes as she held her hands behind her back, waiting for Riley to clear out so the search for her panties could resume.

“Oh yea I just got here to Slateport a few days ago as well... trying to take part in the Pokemon contest.” She put on her best Pokemon Coordinate smile, but suddenly felt a draft and went back to being shy. Looking up at Riley the short girl wondered what sort of guy he was, there was no way she could ask him for help right not... not to look for her panties, how embarrassing.

Just as Riley mentioned breakfast her stomach grumbled, there was no denying the fact she was hungry.
“Uhhh no..... I havn’t... but uh... I uh....” she couldn’t think of an excuse to wait on breakfast and look for her panties, she only embarrassingly babbled there in answer to his question.
 
Riley nodded, smiling warmly as Emiko mentioned she was here for the Pokemon Contest. "I've been to a few of those. There's some pretty stiff competition, you must be good at what you do," he noted with clear approval. At the very least, most people who participated in Contests had a good connection with their Pokemon. Potentially moreso than Trainers did. Of course one could argue that they were two sides of the same coin, but he wasn't the sort to really get into the debate about semantics. He'd done some profitable work there, and Coordinators always seemed to be interested in the photos he could take for them. That was good enough.

Of course, that in itself led into a natural following question. if she was going to be competing then he wanted to know more about her. "Oh, and this is Luma," he added, gesturing to the slumbering Delcatty. "What Pokemon do you intend to use at the Contest here in Slateport?" He wasn't a competitor, so hopefully she'd be relaxed enough to tell him.

That just left the matter of breakfast. She had said more than she thought with her refusal, though he didn't blame her for that. Clearly she had not done so because she was worried about her lack of panties. While he probably should have left her to search, it was a bit too amusing to simply leave this opportunity alone. "Well, since we're both newcomers here how about we find a nice cafe and have some together? My treat." With his new deal with Wil, he could afford the expense. but if she refused then he supposed he would just have to go it alone. Her loss was none of his business.
 
Emiko held her awkward stance, his conversation calming enough as her cotton shorts protected little of herself. As he carried on she was put off guard to a degree, feeling more comfortable in her skin as he carried on about the contests and asked exactly what she would be bringing.

“Yeah, I am the champ actually from my home town...” she bashfully said, looking to he ground. “All the way in Twinleaf town we had pokemon competitions and I got the blue ribbon. So I begged my parents to let me come here and try.” His little compliments were going a long way to buttering up the young girl as she stood proudly.

Not much time had passed and her stomach audibly growled once more, making it clear as day she was very hungry. In fact her parents were not the wealthiest, and most of her money had been spent on getting to Hoenn and Slateport.

“My pokemon’s name is Mint, and she is a Cherubi.” The girls short blonde hair glistened in the morning light as she explained. Her eyes came under assault from the sun’s rays as she lifted her arm to block. As she did her small t-shirt rose up showing off her cute lower abdomen once more.
“Your Delcatty is very cute, you should try your hand at a competition sometime!” She smiled despite her squinting eyes from the light.

Riley’s suggestion that he take her out to breakfast on his dime made her blush some, though she could hardly refuse since she had not had a good meal since arriving in Hoenn. Yet that brought up the issue of her panties... no one would be able to see if she kept her legs tight right? Her eyes darted back and forth as she pondered. It wasn’t as if her nipples clearly poked through her shirt, though with a flat chest she hardly thought to wear s bra.

“Ok... yea that sounds great...” Her eyes avoided his once more. “There is a place not far from the center I guess? Everyone talks about it.”
 
Learning that Emiko was from Twinleaf was interesting, though Riley supposed that the rest of her story was not unusual. Proved a champion at a lower circuit, and was now moving to a higher one. Of course there was always the danger that reality would not match up to her expectations, but one could never know for sure unless they tried. So he'd hope that things worked out for her.

A small nod followed as she explained who she'd be competing with. Riley wasn't sure he'd seen a Cherubi in person before, but he was definitely interested in finding out. He could see how that would fit in a competition, though most Pokemon could with enough effort.

He chuckled aloud she suggested he try his hand at it some time. "I've thought about it before, but it seems like there's a lot of time and energy to invest in something like that. I'm already pretty committed to my occupation of photography. But I appreciate the compliment," he assured her. For now though he had his path, and he intended to stick to it.

At last it seemed like Emiko had overcome her nerves as she agreed to go with him. He turned and snagged his phone, but left his camera behind for now as he prepared to head out. "That sounds good," he agreed before shifting to gently tap Luma on the head. "Come on, we're going to eat."

The Delcatty murmured, shaking his head and somewhat annoyed at being stirred. But the promise of food smoothed that over, and he quickly jumped off the bed to walk alongside them. "LEad the way," Riley said to his human companion with a sweeping gesture towards the door. Hopefully this place was as good as the reputation seemed to imply.
 
Emiko took a deep breath before opening the door of their room. The thought that she was leaving this enclosed space with no panties on and only short shorts covering her lower half almost made the young girl want to cry. But with a turn of the knob and the pressure of leading Riley to the cafe, she managed to summon the courage to take a drafty step forward. As they proceeded down the halls she walked in such a timid fashion, looking both ways when coming to a corner snd constantly fussing with her shorts as she made sure they were in place at all times.

The lobby was busy this time of morning, it was a Saturday so even those trainers who had week day commitments were in the Pokemon center preparing their Mons for a days worth of adventure. Several huddles of trainers of all ages gathered together to strategize and share gossip. Nurses healed pokemon of those trainers who ventured out very early that morning.

Emiko tried to slip through unnoticed, her self consciousness almost being a draw as several instances of men and boys looking her up and down could easily be noticed. Emiko hummed a comfort song as she dashed through the lobby. Did they have some sort of xray vision? She thought to herself as more than one winked at her. But it didn’t cross her mind that her pokey nipples were far more visible than the fact she was going commando.

She continued this pace outside, ushering Riley down the sidewalk and across the street until they came to their intended destination, the Flaffy Muffin. The eloquently painted sign outside the cafe featured its namesake holding a frosted muffin in its mouth while doing a dance. Emiko crossed her arms in front of her shorts as she pushed through the door.

“This is it...” she timidly said as they entered. It was mot terribly busy, the early morning rush being over and most of its customer base getting things to go. Riley’s young companion rushed to the dining room area of the cozy and relaxing lit cafe, looking for a booth she could hide in. Yet as she passed taken booth after taken booth, to her dismay there was only one option left... and she couldn’t very well admit to Riley why she couldn’t.

“Hello! Welcome to the Flaffy Muffin! Take a seat at any of the high tops you want!” A cute blue haired waitress wearing a short black dress, white apron, and thigh high white stalkings smiled at the trio as they entered.

Emiko shuddered as she looked at the tables available to them, bar height chairs at extra high tables with little visual protection. There was no choice available to her, and reluctantly she was forced to climb into one of the said chairs, keeping her thighs carefully tight as to avoid showing the table to male trainers across from them at a lower booth her no-no area.

As they all got settled Emiko held her hands between her legs and thighs clamped shut, face still sort of red as her nipples seemed to get harder.

“Sooo... your a photographer Riley? What kind?” She tried to find a subject to distract herself.
 
Together the trio made their way out of the Pokemon Center. Riley glanced over at Emiko every once in a while, doing his best to keep her from noticing while he ogled. Her cautious actions were touching, with what she did and did not realize about her current state osf attire. He was not the only one looking after all, and she quickly became aware of that fact. But it was too late for her to go back now.

At the same time he was also considering how he would approach his current job. He couldn't just rely on stumbling into lewd situations like the ones last night after all. Well, maybe he could, but he probably shouldn't base his strategy on that. He needed some other method that people wouldn't suspect. A glance down at Luma gave him one idea that could be very high risk, but also high reward. He'd need to look into it after breakfast.

Eventually they arrived at the restaurant in question, with an eloquent sign and a very friendly interior. Luckily it looked like they had dodged the biggest rushes, so the place wasn't too crowded right now. despite that, and unfortunately for Emiko, there were only high tables left. Which was not what she probably wanted to see given her current state of dress. He nodded to the waitress as they walked along, appreciative of the attentive service.

He sat across from Emiko once she had taken a seat, contributing to shielding her from the lecherous view of others. All the same, she was not safe from him if he chose to act. And despite down below, her nipples were still quite pronounced on her shirt. But he wasn't being paid for that sort of thing, not yet anyway.

A glance was shot towards the menu before Riley answered her question. "Freelance at the moment. I guess you could call me a jack of all trades," he replied with a grin. "Pokemon, humans, I've been around and done quite a bit. Even photographed a few Contests, to say nothing of Gym Battles." That was another thing he intended to look into, when he had the time for it.

As fun as that was, there was more he could say while they waited for their turn. "I'd like to take photos of the Legendaries of course, but I'm pretty sure most Pokemon photographers have that goal. it's definitely easier said than done." That was why it was more of a long term goal, at least for now. He then paused, looking over the menu while waiting to see her reaction.
 
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