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The breeze coming in through the window was calming - not enough to disturb the massive amounts of papers you had spread across your dorm room but still enough to keep you cool since the dorm’s air conditioning decided to break a few days ago. You couldn’t help but chew on your bottom lip as you flipped between your flashcards, trying to remember the philosophies of the different Pokemon Professors.
“I think Tyme’s exam is going to kill me.”
You looked up from your current one “Name Three of Professor Laventon’s Historial Methods of Research ” to see Rika, your best friend, slumped over your desk with their head in their advanced math textbook.
“You’ll be fine,” you said, trying to be reassuring. “Tyme loves you! You’re just stressing yourself out for no reason.”
Rika groaned and threw themself back in the chair, their head tipped back as their legs stretched out in front of them. It was an attractive pose and, as soon as you realized, you immediately looked back down at your notes.
It was time to study for finals not lust after your unattainable best friend, after all.
“Why do exams even have to be a thing?” Rika asked, a pout on their face. “I mean, it’s been years at this point - they know how we work, how well we’ve done, why stress about it?”
“To prepare us for some real world bullshit,” you replied. “But could you imagine? Taking a written exam, or even Arceus forbid an essay exam to be able to pay your rent every month? Gah, it’s awful.”
Rika chuckled and you felt your stomach start to stir at the sound. You tried to subtly press your thighs together as Rika’s long, gangly form turned back to the desk and started flipping through pages of the maths book.
When they didn’t say anything, you did everything you could to turn your attention back to your flashcards. You also had finals, after all, and even though you were in the Humanities track and not the Battle track like Rika, they were honestly just as important.
You were doing an okay job, mumbling the answers under your breath before you would flip the card over to see if you were right. Rika let out chuckles every time you gave a little cheer whenever you got a difficult one correct and you started to put your friend and how attractive they were out of your mind as you studied, focusing in on the task.
Until your phone started buzzing, that is.
You reached for it with your free hand as your other held your stack of note cards and barely even had to read the name from the text that had come through before you were slamming your phone face down on your blankets and letting out a loud groan yourself.
“Not good?” Rika asked as they flipped their pen around their fingers.
“No, it’s just Tomas,” you replied, frowning.
“Tomas? Wasn’t he the guy-”
“The guy that got mad at me because he couldn’t get me off?” you finished, scowling. “Yeah. That’s him.”
Rika scoffed. “What a loser. What’s he want?”
You picked the phone up again and opened the text, reading quickly through his half-assed apology and his plea to try again.
“Oh, eww. He wants to try again,” you finally said.
It wasn’t that, other than sex, Tomas had been a bad partner. He had actually been pretty great. He brought you flowers before all your dates and didn’t try to step on your toes whenever you wanted to do something with Rika instead of him - which was a change from your previous relationships by far. But, just like the others, he hadn’t been able to make you cum.
And boy, did he try .
“Honestly at this point I think I’m just giving up,” you said, putting the phone back down and not even caring that you left his messages on ‘read’. “I mean, if nobody else could do it why does he think he could?”
The pen that Rika had been holding fell out of their hand and rolled to the floor and you couldn’t help but look up at the sound, only to see Rika had turned to stare at you with a look of incredulity on their face. They had a little wrinkle between their eyebrows that you had always thought was cute.
“What do you mean, ‘if nobody else could’?” Rika finally asked.
You shrugged and set your flashcards down. You pushed yourself up into a sitting position and turned on your bed until your legs hung off and you were facing them. “It’s not a big deal,” you finally said. “I mean, I’ve read that it’s normal for a woman to not have an orgasm. He’s just one of the long line of hook-ups I’ve had that thought they knew how to work a woman’s body and could make me cum, but like - if I can’t even do it to myself, why do they think-”
Rika flew out of the chair at your words, a finger coming up to rest on your mouth as if to shush you. You couldn’t hold in your tiny gasp at the amount of heat coming off their body as they stood close to you, Rika being one of the only students at Naranja-Uva Academy to be able to pull off the dorky spring uniform.
“You… you can’t even do it yourself ?” Rika asked. “I mean, the people you’ve slept with? I can see them not being able to do it, they were terrible-”
“Hey!”
“-but yourself ?” Rika continued, not even pausing for your interrupting. “(Y/N), you’ve had an orgasm before, right?”
You scoffed as you pushed their hand away from your face. “No, but that really doesn’t even mean anything,” you said. You crossed your arms over your chest and slouched, trying to block off your body language from your friend. If you could have scooted back onto your bed without looking like an awkward Klawf you would have. “Not everyone can get off with a partner and, well, not everyone can cum at all. I just figure I’m one of those,” you said with a shrug.
Rika stepped back and ran a hand through their hair. They had taken it out of it’s small ponytail earlier while they were studying and it fluttered around their shoulders. “I just.. I don’t get it?” they said. “I mean, you’re hot - how could you not have…?”
You blushed. “I’m what ? And I mean, it’s not like I haven’t tried, but I just… can’t get over that hill, ya know? It’s like I, I don’t know, psych myself out or something.”
“Is it like a control thing?” Rika asked. They moved back closer to you until they were standing between your open legs. Your hands rose up and they hovered over their sides, unsure if you wanted to pull them to you or push them away. “Or is it, I don’t know, a fear thing?”
“Why would it be a fear thing?” you replied, nervously laughing. “What, I don’t push myself over because I’m scared that like, I don’t know, an Annhilape with come out? What happens when you cum?”
Rika snorted, but you saw a flood of emotions cross their face before their hand slowly came up until it grabbed your face. The warmth of their hand and the warmth of your blush (from when they called you hot , let’s not forget that) was so much it made you think you were starting to sweat. Your school tie around your neck was getting constraining and you thought about pulling it off, but you didn’t want to pull away from Rika’s touch to do so.
“It’s like, a release,” Rika explained. You watched as they wet their lips and tried not to follow their tongue with your eyes. “Like, I had been Atlas holding up the world and then I, I don’t know, get a break and can relax for what seems like the first time in forever.”
“Then I guess I’m just going to be Atlas holding up the world forever,” you replied, a small smile on your face. Your chest felt heavy with the sadness.
It was quiet between the two of you for a second, Rika’s hand still on your face and yours had finally come to a rest on their waist, playing with the suspender straps of their uniform. This wasn’t the closest that the two of you had ever been, you’d been friends for almost eight years at this point - both of you meeting on your first day of the academy and becoming instant best friends despite your different interests. The two of you had even showered together for Arceus’ sake! And if you could control yourself while the two of you were naked and washing each other’s hair , then you could be cool with them standing fully clothed between your legs.
“(Y/N), would it be okay if I tried?”
That phrase rang through the quiet of your room but it felt like an alarm bell going off in your head. You pushed their hand away from your face and let go of their waist before you tried to move as far away from them as you could.
“W-what? Rika, you don’t even like me like that-”
“Well that’s objectively wrong.”
“And, even if you tried doesn’t meant that you will and then you’ll get upset whenever I don’t just like Tomas and Ruby and Julio and Pierre and every other fucking person and then you won’t be my friend anymore and, Rika, I don’t think I could have you not be my friend so let’s just table my unfortunate inability to have an orgasm and go back to studying, okay?”
Instead of replying, Rika slowly started to crawl onto your bed. Shuffling across it closer and closer to you with their hands out as if you were a scared Fidough or something.
“Baby, can we address your first point?” Rika asked, their voice soft. Your stomach rolled at the nickname and you couldn’t stop your little whimper or the fact that tears started prickling at the corner of your eyes. “I don’t know where you got the idea that I didn’t like you like that, because that’s just not true.”
“But you’ve never said-”
“Because I didn’t think you liked me, so I didn’t want to make things awkward,” they said, interrupting. “But (Y/N), you have to know - I’ve had a thing for you for years .” They had shuffled far enough until they were kneeling between your legs, which you didn’t even realize you had spread in the first place. You leaned your head back against your wall as you looked up at them and you watched them nervously gulp as their hands shakily reached out until both of them were holding your face now.
“Ri…”
You watched as their eyes closed, apparently thinking something through, before they opened and the full force of their beautiful red eyes was focused all on you. “The second point that I would like to address, is that you think I’d get upset when I couldn’t get you off? And then, what, ice you out? Babe, we’ve been friends for years. Best friends, at that. I’d do anything to stay your friend, no matter what, and even if it’s a disaster we can say we’ve tried but nothing would change between us. It’s been (Y/N) and Rika since the beginning and that’s how it’ll stay.”
“Why do you even want to?” you asked. “I mean, yeah, you’ve said you liked me for years and that’s definitely something that I’m going to have to think about later because I’ve felt the same and I’m just wondering how come we never realized the other felt that way, but is it just, I don’t know, a thing for you? To prove that you’re better than the others?”
Rika snorted. “One, I am better than the others so jot that down. And two, even if we decide that neither of us wants a relationship out of this, I still want to try and help you. You’re not broken you just haven’t had someone fully devoted to getting you off and if I can help with that, I want to.”
“What if I do?”
“What if you do what?”
You took a steadying breath. “What if I do want a relationship out of this? Even if… even if it doesn’t work and I don’t get off?”
The cocky smirk that you had come to associate with Rika rose across your friend’s face as they leaned down until their lips were hovering over yours, not quite touching but still there. You could feel their breath come out in puffs and your mouth parted in anticipation as one of Rika’s hands moved down until it came to rest on the side of your neck.
“Then,” they said, slowly, and your hands rose back up until your fingers were looped through their belt loops. “I’d say we’d have plenty of time to practice between making out and going on dates and other couple things that I’ve been thinking about doing with you since we were fourteen.”
You let out a nervous laugh as you looked directly in their eyes and, as you gave a slight nod, they moved forward until their lips met yours.
Your first kiss started off sweet, chaste even. The soft sounds as Rika would kiss you and move back before kissing you again were the only sounds in your dorm room.
“Ri, please,” you asked, chasing after their lips as they pulled away. “ Please .”
“Please what, baby?” Rika asked, smirking.
“Kiss me!”
“I am,” they replied. They left another peck on your lips and you whined again, trying to use your hold on their belt loops to pull them closer to you. “Oh, you mean you want me to kiss you.”
Rika’s grip on your neck tightened, sending a shiver down your spine, as they bent forward and took your lips in a kiss that you could only describe as possessive . You moaned into their mouth and they used the excuse to slide their tongue into yours and if your eyes weren’t closed they would have rolled back into your head.
It was everything you have ever wanted in a kiss from Rika.
It didn’t take long until you lost track of time, fully devoted to kissing Rika until you ran out of breath and continuing even then. Rika was just as into it as you were, only leaving your lips whenever the two of you needed to breathe but instead of stopping just moved to you jaw, to your neck.
You were panting as Rika sucked on a particularly sensitive spot next to your ear as their hands slowly moved down until they were loosely pulling at your uniform tie.
“Can I take this off?” Rika asked, whispering the request into your ear. You couldn’t hold back your full body shiver as their breath rushed over your ear, and you definitely couldn’t as they took the lobe of your ear into their mouth. “Can I?”
“ Please ,” you moaned out.
“So polite,” Rika teased, before nipping at your jaw and pulling back until they could get their hands perfectly on your little tie and slowly started to undo it until they finally untied it and threw it across the room. Their hands slowly started undoing the buttons on your shirt and you gasped as they brushed over your covered breasts. “Fuck, you’re so eager aren’t you?”
“I’ve dreamed about this,” you replied, shakily raising your hands so you could shakily undo their tie as well. “It’s just weird that it’s actually coming true, ya know?”
“Can I tell you a secret?” Rika asked. They had unbuttoned your shirt fully by that point and their hands ran across the skin above the waistband of your skirt and you couldn’t help but squirm at the feeling. “I’ve dreamed about this too.”
“Dreamed that you could help me cum for the first time?” you asked, pulling their tie off. You pushed their suspenders down their shoulders and pulled their shirt out from it’s tucked position.
Rika snorted as they slowly pushed your shirt off of your shoulders, their hands trembling so slightly that you wouldn’t have noticed if you didn’t know them so well. “I mean, maybe when I was younger. I thought if I could just have you for a night I’d, I don’t know, be your sexual awakening or something and you’d fall into my arms like a princess and a knight. But that didn’t happen and you started dating and then so did I, so my dreams moved to your body.”
“W-What about my body?”
Rika bent down and placed a soft kiss on the swell of your breasts as they palmed at them through your bra. “Your tits, for one,” they said. “Fuck, do you remember when we made a weekend trip out to the Secluded Beach? And you wore that criminally tiny bikini top?”
You hissed as Rika bent down and scraped her teeth along the top of your breast before they pulled the cup of your bra down and placed their mouth around your nipple, sucking softly as their hand played with your other breast.
“I-it didn’t fit,” you finally said. Your hands had finally given up on undoing the buttons on their shirt. “I didn’t realize that I had grown that much since the I had bought it but w-we didn’t have any time before we left so I just, rolled with it.”
“I spent all day thinking that they were going to fall out,” Rika said. They gently pulled your nipple with their teeth and you couldn’t hold in your moan. “You tied it so loose too, probably because it was so small, and I wondered what it would be like to undo the ties with my teeth.”
“ Fuck , Rika,” you groaned.
“I’m trying,” they said, letting out a laugh.
A growl rose out of your throat and you somehow managed to push them until they were laying on their back and you were straddling their lap. You bent over and pushed your flashcards and study materials off the bed, letting out a moan as Rika took your other tit into their mouth.
“You’re wearing too many clothes,” you said.
Rika finished sucking a mark on the underside of your breast and you couldn’t wait to see the bruise that would come from it later, before they sat up and finished undoing the buttons on their shirt. You reached behind yourself and undid your bra, not even holding back your smirk as Rika’s jaw dropped once they were fully revealed.
“Has anyone ever said your tits are perfect?” Rika asked, reverently, as their hands came up and grabbed the both of them. They fit perfectly in the other’s hands and you let out a moan as they squeezed them. “Fuck, I wonder if you could come me just playing with them?”
“We don’t even know if I can cum,” you said.
Rika smirked. “Maybe later then,” they said.
With a strength that you knew Rika had but had never really seen them use, they flipped the two of you until you were laying flat on your back and they were over you. They connected your lips again and you wrapped your arms around their shoulders, pulling them down until your bare chests were against each other, your breasts touching.
Your hands migrated into Rika’s hair as they slowly moved away from your lips and down your body. They continued to spend a lot of time with your breasts - while their mouth was abusing one of them, leaving marks and nips and sucking on them until you were screaming, their hand was playing with the other before they would switch to give them equal attention.
You had tried to ignore the feeling in your panties, not wanting to get your hopes up about actually getting to cum, but you knew they were soaking wet. Still, you were surprised when Rika’s free hand had moved down until it softly stroked up the skin of your inner thigh before their fingers pushed aside your underwear and they ran a finger through your slick.
“Fucking hell,” Rika said, pulling away from your breast. “You’re so fucking wet, (Y/N).” They pulled their fingers out and rubbed over the crotch of your panties, the pressure of their touch and the cotton pressing against you causing you to moan. “I think you’ve ruined these.”
“I have more it’s fine pleasepleaseRikatouchme ”
Rika kissed down your stomach, dipping their tongue in your belly button briefly before pressing a hard kiss next to the side zipper of your skirt. “What was that, baby? You want me to touch you?”
You could only focus on them as they grabbed onto the little zipper with their teeth and slowly pulled it down, the exhales from their nose sending Ghastly-pimples up and down your side.
“ Please !”
They quickly pulled your skirt off before pressing their lips to your clothed crotch, kissing over it. You could barely feel them through the material of your underwear, but you knew they were there.
“These are so cute,” Rika said, pulling away. Their hand played with the little bow on the front of your underwear. “You’re like a little present, all for me to unwrap.”
Their hands grabbed onto the waistband and slowly started to pull them down until they were off your legs. You reached up to start pulling off your school socks, before Rika pushed you back down.
“Leave them on,” they said.
“Well then take off your pants,” you replied, panting. “You’re still wearing too many clothes.”
Rika nodded and pushed themself up until they were kneeling before they started to undo their pants. You locked eyes with them and slowly started to run your hands up and down your body while waiting for them, squeezing your own tits roughly before moving down and pushing a finger into yourself, gasping at how wet you actually were.
“Absolutely not,” Rika said, slapping your hand away from your pussy once they had pushed their pants and boxer shorts off, just as bare as you. You almost drooled at the sight of their trimmed bush, wondering what their cunt would taste like. “I said I was going to get you off - you’ll mess with the data.”
“What am I, a science experiment?” You asked, snorting out a laugh.
They laughed. “Definitely the sexiest science experiment I’ve ever seen.” Rika held their fingers up to your mouth. “Now, suck, please.”
You opened your mouth and moaned as Rika’s first two fingers touched your tongue. Your hands grasped their arm as you sucked on their fingers, swirling your tongue all around them until they were soaking wet. Rika pressed down on the back of your tongue and you couldn’t hold back your gag at the feeling, but still continued to suck even though the tears that had been trying to escape from your eyes since the two of you had started this finally started to spill.
“That’s so hot,” Rika moaned as they straddled your leg and started slowly humping it. “Fuck, (Y/N) you’re impossible.”
They removed their fingers from your mouth, a trail of spit connecting them to your mouth. They groaned again and you could feel their cunt rub against your bare leg.
“Now, baby,” Rika started as their fingers moved until they were rubbing consistent circles on your clit. “This is your clit. Can you say ‘clit’ for me, please?”
“I know what a clit is, asshole,” you replied, grabbing tightly to your sheets at the feeling of finally being touched.
Rika ‘tsked’. “That’s not what I said. Now do you want to be a good girl for me?” At your shiver, they smirked. “I think you do. Now, do what I said please.”
“C-Clit,” you managed to stutter out as their movements picked up pace. “That’s my clit.”
“Good girl,” Rika said, patting it lightly. “Now, your clit is very special. It has a bunch of nerve endings in it that, when touched, can bring your pleasure in many different ways depending on how it’s touched.”
“Now I know how you did so well in biology,” you panted out as they squeezed your clit between their fingers.
“I did so well in biology because I’m a fucking genius,” Rika replied, letting out a low laugh. “I’m so good at pussies because I like them.” They bent down and blew a stream of cold air across yours, and you let out a yell at the temperature difference. “Now, shush I’m trying to teach you.”
Their fingers left your clit and you whined as they started brushing against your vagina without touching when you wanted them too.
“And this, pretty girl, is your vulva,” they said, smirking. “It’s made up of what most people consider their vagina, but the vagina is actually a small part of it.”
“Ri, please , touch me,” you whined. “Lesson later, I need you to touch me.”
You cried out as they swiftly patted you, the sharp sting sending shockwaves through your body.
“But how are you going to know what I’m doing if you don’t know the right name for the parts?” Rika asked.
“That’s not-,” they swatted it again. “That’s not how that works!”
Rika let out a hum as they laid down on their stomach until they were inches away from your cunt. “We can skip the review, but there will be a test later.”
“I literally don’t care,” you cried. “Please, Ri !”
Your friend (partner?) finally stopped teasing you as they licked up your opening. You moaned, loudly, as their tongue started moving all around, pressing at different points of your vulva and sending you into a squealing, squirming mess.
“You taste so good, (Y/N),” Rika groaned as they pulled away before placing sloppy kisses on your inner thigh. “I could spend hours down here, but I said I was going to get you off so that’s what I’m gonna do.”
“L-Later,” you managed to get out.
Rika placed a smacking kiss on your mound. “Later, indeed. Now, sit back and relax.”
They moved your legs over their shoulders and you crossed your ankles around their back as you ran your fingers through their hair. “I trust you,” you said. “But… don’t be surprised if it doesn’t work, okay?”
“Oh ye of little faith,” Rika added before they bent down and sucked your clit into their mouth.
The hands that you had in Rika’s hair immediately tightened. You tried not to pull it, but it was incredibly difficult as they ate you out to, what seemed like, an inch of your life. You could barely keep track of them as they moved so much, swapping back and forth between your clit and your cunt itself. At one point, it felt like they were writing something out with their tongue but their fingers were rubbing your clit at the same time and you quickly lost all thought processes.
It was usually this point where your partners tended to give up. To them, this was just a stepping stone on the way to actual sex and, well, if they couldn’t get you off this way they thought they’d be able to otherwise. This time, however, felt different.
You felt tight, like you were a rubberband that was slowly being stretched further and further. It was getting harder and harder to breathe as the feeling rose inside of you and you tightened your hold on Rika.
“Ri, I don’t - what is-” you couldn’t even finish speaking, too focused on the feeling.
Rika pulled away, but their fingers didn’t stop, scissoring inside of you before pressing on the front wall of your cunt before repeating the process. “It feels tight, doesn’t it?”
“So-, I don’t.. How?”
They shushed you, placing a soft kiss on your thigh. “You’re doing so good. You’re close,” they said. “Just relax and let it go. You want it to snap, okay?”
“It’s close,” you strained. Your vision felt like it was going in and out. “Ri-”
“Take a deep breath,” they said.
You did what they said as Rika ducked down and sucked your clit into their mouth one more time. You didn’t know if it was the just that or the combination of Rika slipping a third finger inside of you and curling them up, but the it kept going and going until-
It snapped.
You screamed as your very first orgasm rushed over you. Your back rose off the bed fully and you saw actual stars in your eyes as Rika continued eating you out, not giving your a break as you came. You didn’t realize you were crying until some of your tears rolled into your open mouth.
Slowly, Rika stopped. They placed one last kiss on your clit as they carefully pulled their fingers out, wiping them on your sheets. They carefully moved up your body, softly kissing you as they moved until you stopped sobbing.
“You’re beautiful,” they said, reverently. You opened your eyes and, through your tears, saw them staring at you as if you were all of the stars in the sky.
“Rika,” you whined. “I, what’s?”
They laid down beside you and pulled you into their arms. Your skin burned at their touch and it felt like it stung, but you craved it.
“You’re overstimulated, baby,” they explained. “It’s okay, you’re fine. You did so good.”
It felt like hours, but your sobs slowly quietened down. Rika didn’t even try to move you. Instead they just held you close to them. You didn’t realize it, but your bare legs tangled with theirs and, if it were possible, you would think that the two of you were one person with how close you were.
“I’m glad that was my first,” you said, later.
The sun was starting to set by then, but Rika hadn’t moved even though at least a couple of hours had passed.
“I’m glad it was your first too,” Rika said, softly. They moved their hands up until they were holding your face. “I love you, you know?”
“I love you too, Rika,” you said, just as soft. “Thank you for this, really.”
They shrugged. “It was absolutely no trouble, whatsoever,” they said. “Usually I take my girls out on dates before I literally make them black out, but I figure eight years is long enough.”
You lightly slapped their shoulder and they laughed, rolling until they were on top of you. You reached up and met them halfway in a kiss, laughing into it as Rika reached down and tickled your side.
“S-Stop, you heathen ,” you cried out, unable to stop laughing.
“Mmm I don’t think so,” Rika replied. They blew a raspberry on your collarbone as they continued to tickle you.
“Ri!”