Shelter from the Storm (Lillie/Reader from Pokémon Sun and Moon) (Patreon)

The Alola region was known for its natural heat, so much so that even when it rained, the resulting downpour would be warm.

Unfortunately, that meant getting caught in it wasn’t a pleasant experience. Both you and your companion were dealing with soaked and soggy clothes-- and neither you nor her could wait to get out of them. Shelter had luckily been found in the form of a small cave, and while it did not offer much in regards to privacy, beggars couldn’t be choosers. 

“Please tell me you brought towels,” Lillie understandably wasn’t too thrilled about the weather, though she did perk up once you nodded. If there was anything you had learned through adventuring through Alola, it was that bringing a second set of clothes was very important. Weather aside, some of the routes were prone to being muddy, and the mountainous terrain in some other areas wasn’t kind to anything clean. “Thank goodness…”

Lillie was finding this out the hard way. While she had been traveling through the region as well, she had not been embarking on the Island Challenge, meaning many of the challenging locations had been avoided by her. However, since the events that transpired at the Aether Foundation, she had taken a more proactive role for her mother's sake. 

She watched as you took off your backpack, reaching in and pulling out two towels for both you and her to use. Though the bag was soaked, you had invested in a waterproof one specifically for scenarios like this. Lillie hastily pushed the towel up against her face and hair, caring not for how messy drying would make the latter. She did look a little silly when all was said and done, but it had calmed her down.

All things considered, the heavens had opened up in an unfortunate location. Exeggutor Island was isolated from the rest of the region, containing no settlement on its shores to escape to. While returning to the ship that brought you and your partner here in the first place was certainly an option, not only was it on the other side of the island, but there was a non-zero chance you’d have to deal with some wild Exeggutor. You weren’t keen to risk it, especially as the weather was getting all the more ferocious. The Moon flute would have to wait.

“I’m drenched…” Lillie mumbled frustratingly. “I almost wish I still had my hat!”

Although it would have somewhat safeguarded her, there was a reason she had forsaken it; her new attire was symbolic of her growing self-confidence and determination, and that was currently being represented by how passionately annoyed she sounded. It was good to hear her sounding so lively, even if the circumstances weren’t ideal.

Lillie continued focusing on her hair, undoing her ponytail so no strand of hair went untouched. By all means, you should have been concentrating on drying your hair too-- especially when there was substantially less-- but watching her clean while emoting so vibrantly was strangely captivating to watch.

Truth be told, however, you were only watching her expression half of the time.

The other half? Well, you had discovered something that had set your mind aflame, making it difficult to think about anything but what you had uncovered.

Lillie’s clothes were a little see-through when wet.

While it wasn’t a complete exposure of her body, seeing the outline of her bra and panties through was more than enough to get the brain-- and something else-- working. You could not help but stare, especially since she was so occupied with what she was doing that it felt like she had forgotten about your presence. 

From what you could tell, she wasn’t wearing anything elegant, boasting simple and white undergarments… but just the fact you could see them at all was making you feel a little dizzy.

…and eventually, she’d have to strip all that away so she could change clothes.

In this cave.

This very small cave.

With you.

Granted, she would likely ask you to turn away, but the knowledge she’d be changing effectively within your presence anyway wasn’t keeping your inappropriate thoughts in check. 

You needed to change too, of course. Hopefully, she wouldn’t take a peek while you did so.

The last thing you wanted was for her to notice the tent in your shorts.

…well, that was a bit of a lie. The implications behind her taking a glance would be massive.

How would she react if she were to notice…? 

Negatively, obviously.

No girl, especially somebody with so much on her mind already, would want to see that. You were fond of this friendship, and though you secretly wanted to see it develop into something more, you weren’t confident your crush would be reciprocated. That naturally meant she wouldn’t be interested in anything resembling intimacy either, as much as your abundance of curiosity wished otherwise.

It was a pessimist approach, but when there were far more pressing matters to focus on, it made sense to keep your feelings at the back of your mind. Lillie’s mother had to be rescued, and then you had to complete your Island Challenge. You weren’t going to let Lillie down on that first task, and you absolutely weren’t going to disappoint your Pokémon with the latter!

“...I… uhm…” Lillie was starting to sound strangely distraught as she rummaged through her bag, pulling out a spare set of clothes… that were also soaked. 

Ah.

She… did not have a waterproof bag, did she? She probably didn’t know she needed one.

That wasn’t good.

You watched her expression grow increasingly distressed as this revelation washed over her, and it was then that you knew that you had to act fast. 

“Lillie,” you called to her, and once her attention was on yours, you threw your spare shirt towards her. “Wear that.”

It would be too big for her, but in this specific scenario where she wasn’t able to wear anything below, it was an advantage.

Whenever the scorching sun decided to return, her damp clothes could be left out to dry. It would mean you wouldn’t be setting out from this cave anytime soon, but after all the walking you had done through this island already, you weren’t against a prolonged break.

“...are you sure…?” Lillie was uncertain whether or not to accept. “If I wear this, what will you wear instead?” 

“Nothing.”

“N-Nothing?”

Lillie’s stutter sparked quite the curiosity, especially once you realized how fascinatingly red her expression looked.

…was this girl not as innocent as she appeared? 

Even so, you weren’t about to get your hopes up. This was just an awkward problem with an awkward solution. Nothing more. Nothing less.

“Only above the waist,” you clarified. “I’ll change my shorts, of course. I’ll be okay without a shirt. It isn’t that cold, after all.”

“R-Right…” 

The implications behind how disappointed that stutter sounded compared to the other aside, it was clear she was apprehensive about the suggestion. Nevertheless, she understood it was the closest she could get to something resembling comfort.

She breathed deeply, holding your shirt close. “Thank you.”

“Happy to help.”

You genuinely wanted to aid her, though you couldn’t deny how adorable it would be to see her wearing your shirt. It was by no means your primary motivation, of course, but rather a lucky bonus.

“...you, uhm, should… turn around then…” Lillie reminded you that it was customary not to stare while a lady changed.

“R-Right, of course, sorry.”

You did as she requested, facing the other way and concentrating on removing your clothes-- and doing your best to ignore how after all was said and done, you’d technically be half-naked in her presence, and how she’d also be effectively half-naked… 

It was difficult.

On the bright side, to be freed from the shackles of your soggy outfit was an immensely refreshing feeling. The tepid weather against your skin was lush and vibrant, far preferable to that uncomfortable dampness. 

Although you genuinely felt great, it was challenging to latch onto that sensation-- not when you were hearing… unusual… sounds coming from the person you were sharing this shelter with.

Lillie was making all sorts of frustrated noises, and although discovering what was causing her anguish would be effortless, you weren’t sure whether it was the right time to glance over.

What if she had peeled away her apparel but had yet to put on your shirt? 

The last thing you wanted was to see something you shouldn’t!

…which was, of course, a lie. You absolutely did want to see that, but if there was something you valued over how down bad you were for this girl, it was the friendship you had forged and wished to maintain. 

Thankfully, ears could not see.

“...all good, Lillie?” you asked, doing your damndest to resist tilting your head.

Either she was in her underwear or just wearing your shirt.

“Y-Yes!” she answered hastily, this stuttering sounding awfully… panicky? “It’s just, uhm… well, your shirt… well, uhm, just look.”

Was… Lillie giving you permission to look…?

You swallowed. Hard.

You would be lying if you said you hadn’t thought about her in less… family-friendly scenarios. Neither her old wardrobe nor her current revealed much aside from that she had a pair of healthy legs on her, but now, there was a chance you could see a little further up from that.

You breathed deeply, hoping that your companion would be far too distracted by your shirtlessness to notice what was happening below the belt.

What you saw exceeded all expectations.

You had severely underestimated the size of your shirt.

It was indeed a little too large for her-- but a little too large was not large enough.

Lillie’s legs were completely visible, and while much of this territory wasn’t anything new, the plump thighs certainly were. The bottom of the shirt was being held onto fiercely, all in a desperate attempt to pull it down and hide her underwear from being exposed.

It was barely working.

“...you didn’t do this on purpose, did you?” Lillie pouted, her nose scrunched and her eyebrows furrowed. 

“I did not.”

You genuinely did think that shirt would cover more.

“Hmph,” she scoffed, turning away in defiance, likely to hide the crimson blush forming on her face. The formation of that color was doubtlessly due to her embarrassment, as much as you hoped otherwise. Nonetheless, this decision inadvertently revealed something just as plump as her thighs, if not more so, and because she was pulling the shirt in one direction, it exposed even more of it that you wouldn’t have seen otherwise.

In other words-- Lillie had a fantastic ass.

Her underwear concealed her cheeks well, but what you could see did wonders to the imagination-- and the raging erection currently in your shorts. 

…which was also causing a lamentable issue.

These shorts needed to go.

It was uncomfortable feeling so turned on while so restrained below your waist! 

What a tease!

You couldn’t keep your gaze away. It was beautiful.

…and it almost made you wonder if she was showing it to you on purpose.

“If I knew this shirt was going to be so--”

Lillie had spun around with little warning, the stubborn crossing of her arms-- as well as the cheeky view she was accidentally offering-- a temporary gesture. You hadn’t anticipated that, figuring she wanted to keep her blush hidden and her eyes away from anything that would augment it. 

But you had predicted incorrectly. Her gaze was now locked to something that was indeed amplifying the warmth in her cheeks, and it had caused so much shock to her system that she had been silenced by it.

It was not your exposed chest-- she had managed to remain calm around that.

It was the very prominent tent in your shorts.

Lillie had chosen an unfortunate moment to turn without at least warning you ahead of time. 

“W-Why are y-you… y-you’re…”

She was panicking.

“Uh, Lillie, I can explain--”

You were panicking.

“N-No, t-that’s okay, I…”

If there was anything good to take about this awkward situation, it was that she wasn’t responding negatively to it.

…though not positively either.

Lillie seemed to understand why you were… acting up… but she wasn’t sure how to approach it-- not literally, of course.

You were in the same boat.

What were you supposed to-

“C-Can… can I…?”

Can you what?

Can you what?!

What did that even mean?!

“Y-You’re this way… b-because of me, so…”

Your heart was thumping. You could hear every single beat. 

What was going through this girl’s head?! Was she seriously interested? On one hand, that was thrilling to learn… but on the other, it was not doing your heart any favors.

Lillie did not interpret your silence as a rejection, tentatively taking a few steps forward before pausing momentarily. When you had nothing to say on the matter, she took a few more steps. You were entranced by not just the mind-wrecking situation you were in, but also by how ethereal she looked. Her chubby thighs were driving you crazy, and she wasn’t even making an effort to keep the shirt pulled down, completely exposing her adorable underwear-- and the mesmerizing gap right below that separated her thighs. There was a lot to see.

“...d-do you want me to…?”

She was as much of a nervous wreck as you were.

Actually, less. She was at least confident enough to initiate something!

You couldn’t move. She was just too beautiful. Too alluring. Too much.

…and you loved it.

You had never felt so much joy in your life.

To learn that Lillie-- your crush-- was nowhere near as innocent as she seemed. 

She was a kindred spirit.

You hated your inability to move.

You wanted to do something.

You wanted to kiss her.

…but if what--

No.

This was not the time to start doubting.

This girl wanted to touch you.

And you wanted to touch her.

So that’s precisely what you did. You broke free from your chains, embraced instinct, and ambushed her swiftly with a kiss. Her eyes widened in shock, but she did not back away, instead embracing the feeling of your lips against hers. How could she not? To you, it felt phenomenal; if she was experiencing even half that pleasure, then chances are, she would not be departing anytime soon. 

Lillie’s lips were soft. So, so soft. To feel yours against hers was making your heart thud even louder, but you didn’t care. You were kissing her. That knowledge alone was doing terrifyingly beautiful things to your mind.

Alas, the first kiss was not as long-lasting as you hoped it would be. The unexpectedness of it on her part-- and the sudden decision to initiate on yours-- left both sets of lungs little time to prepare. When you both departed from one another, you were breathing deeply.

“Wow…” you were the first to say something, and while it was a simple comment, it was only because you weren’t confident you could say a lot more. You had no idea a single smooch could be so exhausting.

You wanted to do it again.

“...I… gosh, I…” she very understandably struggled to say much in return, especially upon noticing how tainted with lust her voice was. Be that as it may, she pushed through, eager to articulate her thoughts. “W-When I realized… we’d be changing together… even if we weren’t going to look… it got me thinking… and then you gave me your shirt to wear, and it made me feel so dizzy…  and then I realized it was too small, and-- mmm?!”

Hearing her ramble was the cutest thing in the world. You wanted to hear her side of the story-- you really did.

But your desire to kiss her exceeded that. You just couldn’t help yourself.

Since you had interrupted her again, this second smooch only lasted a few seconds. Once you pulled away, you immediately observed that her fluster had grown substantially. 

“Lillie,” you spoke quietly but clearly to her. “I think the less we say, the better.”

Everything that was currently happening warranted a lot of discussion-- talks about each other’s feelings, what they meant, and what would be done. 

But that would kill the mood.

You believed it was best not to worry about any of that-- and clearly, Lillie believed the same, for her hand had already found its way to your bulge. She was feeling you up with the utmost curiosity, and when you throbbed in return, she let out the sexiest little exhale.

Lillie proved without a doubt she was indeed a kindred spirit, following your advice wonderfully by being the one to initiate the third kiss. She did so with astonishing energy, wanting this particular smooch to eclipse the others. The degree of feistiness was a little overwhelming, but you were able to counterattack once you brought your hands to her butt, squeezing it firmly and causing her to tremble. 

To think-- this was all happening because of the rain.

You weren’t its biggest fan before this, but now?

It was the best.

Surprisingly, Lillie was the one to depart, but you understood why once she decided to drop to her knees, using the towel you had given her to provide a less uncomfortable surface to kneel upon.

Ever since what had happened back at the Aether Paradise, Lillie had vowed to do whatever it would take to save Nebby-- and her mother. Her inspiration-- the person who she wanted to be like-- was you. 

Her confidence had skyrocketed since. 

Even so… you had no idea that would translate into a desire to suck dick.

Lillie hastily tried to fish out your cock from your shorts, though her impatience was working against her. She began adorably pouting, though it was a short-lived expression once you provided a helping hand and pulled down the shorts instead. Her eyes-- and mouth-- widened in complete surprise as your member flopped in front of her face, inches away from poking her mouth.

She was rendered speechless.

Nevertheless, she knew precisely how to communicate her approval. The fourth kiss was not planted on your lips, but instead on the tip of your cock, causing it to throb subconsciously. Her subsequent giggle emitted much shakiness, demonstrating her lungs had yet to recover. Regardless, she wasn’t about to let that stop her. 

The amount of smooches she had given to your member soon exceeded the amount given to your lips, her lips trailing downwards as she smothered your cock, leaving as many wet marks as she could. Lillie was lost to lust, and as you watched her worship your cock, you couldn’t help but think about how lucky you were. The most beautiful girl you knew-- was massaging your manhood with her mouth.

Naturally, Lillie wasn’t content with just kisses. She soon mixed in her tongue for good measure, perhaps upon realizing how many wet marks she’d have to leave to cover your cock, and how quickly she could achieve this objective with its help. Her slanted eyes glanced up consistently, keen to see whether you approved. While you weren’t sure how you looked, you wagered you appeared dazzled, for she’d always smile with glee soon after.

Of course, your newfound lover understood well that kisses and licks-- while all well and good-- were all appetizers to the main course. Lillie waited until after she was confident she had marked your shaft all over, building much apprehension on your end, but your patience was well rewarded once a kiss on your tip transitioned into something so much more. 

Lillie pushed forward, gradually opening her mouth until your head slipped in, the smoothness of her lips caressing it from all over. She did not stop there, inviting your member to explore deeper as her mouth slid past your glans and adventured toward your base. Her slow approach made it clear she was experimenting with how much she could take in. It was captivating to discover that amount was a lot.

It felt phenomenal.

Her mouth? Warm. Homely, even, like it belonged to rest on her tongue while being enveloped by all the warm saliva she could muster. 

Once she was convinced she had taken in everything she could muster, Lillie paused for some time, taking in the moment. She had taken about three-quarters-- an extraordinary feat for somebody who was doing this for the first time. She hummed with the utmost joy, sucking in her cheeks and keeping your manhood sealed within her mouth. Its presence within her was doing wonderful things to her mind and heart, that much was certain. The feeling was mutual.

Be that as it may, you longed to feel her moving her head back and forth, feeling your cock sliding against your tongue. Fortunately, Lillie recognized that this was just the first step of giving a blowjob; therefore, you did not have to wait long.

Her head started pacing back and forth, slowly, of course, for there was still much for her to adapt to. Even so, the girl you had fallen in love with was once again proving how good she was at adjusting to new things. Her acceleration was dramatic, so much so that you were struggling to keep it together! 

Especially when she did something that amplified the pleasure dramatically.

You weren’t entirely sure what it was; at first, you were delighted in how warm and wet her mouth felt. The next? It felt like your cock was being squeezed with an intense grip-- one side sliding against something slippery and the other something a little harder.

“D-Do that again…”

You loved it, and she needed to know.

“Mmm-hmm,” Lillie answered, repeating precisely what she had done, invoking another sensational rush that left your legs shaking.

Your manhood had not left her tongue, suggesting she had opted to raise it, pushing your most sensitive spot up against the roof of her mouth. That was your suspicion, but either way, it was astonishingly good. Lillie repeated the process numerous times, integrating it with her bobbing without delay, and sending so many electrifying jolts of pleasure throughout your body. 

It was too much.

“L-Lillie… I-I’m gonna…”

Your warning came too late, but that was only because you had not anticipated to cum so quickly! 

“Mhmmm!!”

Lillie was not ready for the swarm of hot liquid suddenly pouring into her mouth. Even so, she did not back away one bit, taking the challenge head-on, even as you pumped several more ropes of cum inside her. While it was evidently an overwhelming experience for her and you wanted to do all you could to help, it was a little hard to do so when it truly felt that good. You just couldn’t help but cum.

In the end, she swallowed it all.

Watching her slowly pull away, releasing your soaked shaft with a loud pop… was perhaps the most satisfying thing you had ever heard.

“Delicious.”

That was all she said before carefully standing, doing her best not to control her trembling legs, lest she stumbled and fell. Although Lillie could have concluded this adventurous chain of events there and then, she was not finished yet. After all, the rain was as relentless as ever. That meant neither you nor her were leaving this little refuge anytime soon; therefore, finding a way to pass the time was crucial!

Lillie’s suggestion was superb.

She found the least bumpy wall to bend over against, the act pulling up her shirt just enough to expose that beautiful butt of hers. 

“Please,” she sounded impatient. “Fuck me.”

After how amazing she had made you feel, it did seem only fair that you returned the favor.

But wow… to hear her actually say it like that…

You took your place behind her, gripping the tip of her panties and pulling them down in one swift motion, completely exposing her ass-- and her drenched pussy.

The rain wasn’t to blame for that. You were.

Lillie raised one leg, letting her underwear detach from it, using her other leg to kick away her panties. They weren’t needed anymore.

Hearing her demand to be fucked had rejuvenated your manhood, but watching her get into position like that? You were invigorated.

And you couldn’t wait to be inside her.

Your lover shivered once your head nudged against her folds, her subsequent exhaling loud and a little concerning. It was obvious why; she was about to lose her virginity, and that meant this was probably going to hurt. Nevertheless, you were confident she’d speak out if it were too much. Though you longed to pound her, you were going to be as gentle as you could be.

Lillie gazed back, lightly nodding. She was ready.

Holding onto her hip with one hand and keeping your cock steady with the other, you started to push up against her pussy. Although she was absurdly wet, her entrance was proving to be surprisingly resilient to your approach.

But slowly but surely, it started to give way.

Within a singular moment, your head slipped in, and your lover gasped.

“I-I’m okay,” she was quick to reassure you. “It hurts a little, but I can handle it.”

“Alright.”

With your head inside her, you relocated your other hand to her other hip, focusing on gradually pushing your cock inside her. You did so as slowly as possible, paying close attention to her voice and body language, hunting for anything that expressed discomfort. Beyond her shaky exhaling, however, Lillie proved she wasn’t lying. She was strong, and she could take it!

It took some time, but after around a minute, you were completely inside her. Lillie had taken everything you had to offer, and though she was obviously overwhelmed by it all, she could not help but smile.

“I… I like it…” she confessed. “It feels good…”

It felt good for you too.

You had been ignoring how extraordinary it felt, putting her well-being first.

But Lillie was now okay, and you could now embrace how outrageously tight she was. Her pussy was grasping your member vehemently, surpassing the sturdy squeezing you had experienced when she sucked you off. 

Her insides were also boiling hot.

You were used to Alola’s heat, but this?

It was almost too much, but that was precisely why you liked it. While it was staggering, you simply saw it as an obstacle to overcome. Lillie had prevailed against a similar challenge by giving you amazing head; you were going to prevail by pounding her pussy and making her cum.

Satisfied she was ready to continue, you began moving. Your pace was steady at first; there was much to get used to on your end. 

It was a good thing you had so much fuel.

The pleasure was the natural provider, but so was the view! Her bubble butt wobbled faintly, even with the moderate pace you were building up, leading you to consistently hold and squeeze her cheeks approvingly. 

There was also the moans.

They were spectacular. Understanding you were far from civilization, your newfound lover saw no reason to hold back her voice. You were learning firsthand what this girl sounded like while bliss coursed through her veins, and you loved it. 

It was a wondrous feedback loop. The more her pussy squeezed you, the more her ass jiggled, and the more she cried out-- the faster you fucked her. 

“Moreeeee…!!”

Lillie was being shockingly demanding!

But you were obviously not going to say no.

You focused on accelerating dramatically, her amplified moans music to your ears as you continuously pushed up against her cervix. By this point, her pussy had more or less surrendered to the might of your cock. It was still squeezing you strongly, but it was a lot easier to push through her defenses and touch the entrance to her womb. 

“I’m… mhmm…!!”

…until her insides suddenly tightened up, sealing your cock firmly inside her. Lillie’s warning-- interrupted by her most exotic moan yet-- was still understood. Her orgasm had struck with little warning, a euphoric rush doubtlessly radiating throughout her body. You held onto her securely, wrapping your arms around her stomach while pushing against her, nudging your cock further up against her cervix. It was an attempt to bring stability to her body while she climaxed, but it inadvertently had the inverse effect!

But your lover was not complaining!

It made her feel even greater.

Lillie’s orgasm was powerful-- powerful enough to cause you to cum too. 

How could it not? 

Her pussy would not stop squeezing your cock. 

It was spectacular.

You did not bother warning her for a multitude of reasons. Your voice-- if it even still worked-- would not eclipse hers in volume. There was also no way you’d be able to pull out even if you could.

But that was okay. You were perfectly fine with cumming inside the girl you loved more than any other… and you had a suspicion she was more than happy to be cummed inside by the man she loved more than any other too. Was it wishful thinking on your part? Perhaps.

But all of your wishes had already come true, so the chances of this extra one coming true were pretty high!

You weren’t certain how long it took for her insides to calm the heck down and let you pull out, but when you did, you watched as some escaped from her pussy, dripping down to the floor.

“You came inside me…” Lillie immediately observed, her voice quivering. Was that from the orgasm… or from her brewing anger? “It’s… so warm… I love it…”

Lillie really was a kindred spirit.

The moments that followed were a blur, mainly due to both sets of senses being wrecked by the rush of magnificent orgasms. Lillie had chosen to sit down, resting against the wall while she recovered, and she looked as cute as ever.

It was only when the rain started to finally depart that she spoke again.

“...can you leave my clothes out to dry?”

Both her main and backup were all sorts of soggy, and while they could do with a thorough clean, leaving them to bask in the sunlight was the next best thing. You fulfilled her request, returning to the shelter within a matter of moments.

“It’s going to take a while,” you reminded her. 

She responded by taking off her shirt-- your shirt-- before throwing it at you.

This left her completely in the nude, exposing her small breasts for the first time. She made no effort to hide them, wanting you to see them. 

It smelt nice. It smelt of her.

Even so…

“...why did you do that?”

“We need to wait until my clothes dry, right?” she giggled, spreading her legs. “I know how we can pass the time.”

You thought you were spent after two climaxes.

But after seeing how beautiful-- and sexy-- she looked from the front as well? 

Maybe you could go for a third.

Hopefully, it would not begin to rain while her clothes dried.

If that happened, you’d be stuck here for even longer.

Alone.

On a secluded island.

With a girl who wanted to fuck.

Hm.

While this isolation offered a good opportunity to have a one-to-one chat about what this all meant and what the future entailed… it was clear that conversation wasn’t going to happen until you had at least filled her up one more time.

That was fine.

The Moon Flute could wait.