Old mossy concrete slabs spring up, sourcing from the slowly arising bronze structure at the center of the fountain. Bellows of cold air spritz the two women with water and smells that simply flood their senses with nostalgia.
"Oh! Ok!" Karen springs to her feet, untangling herself from Ava in the process. "Fly Little Crane! Fly!" The spry archeologist pulls the youngin by the arm towards The Ancient Library. Each of their steps were equally as forceful as they were light.
Even as Ava climbed down the ladder she could hear that the library didn't close. Guess we are 'the chosen ones'.
"This is it. THIS IS IT!" Karen stands at the center of the room looking up in awe, before doing some stationary twirls. Once Ava hops down from the book shelf Karen stops twirling, and with a delightful sigh she admires the library once again. "I can't believe I've finally found you, after all this searching… THE LIBRARY! THE HIDDEN LIBRARY IS REAL!"
Ava walks past Karen prompting the ardent archaeologist to take slow controlled breaths. "Uh, you look… better."
"Of course! The biggest forsooth discovery in all of the fucking modern history has just been discovered!" Karen rushes off down the left corridor, occasionally looking back at Ava and trying to gesture her over.
"I'll explore a bit if that's ok."
Karen lets out a playful sigh "Don't keep me waiting Little Lurk!"
"Aye!" Ava's hand spams as an electrifying twinge irritates her spine. I'll take a quick lap before heading over to Karen; maybe my spasms will quit then. Ava tries to loosen her muscles but each time they start to relax a current shoots right through them forcing them stiff.
Ava's shabby sneakers scrape along the dusty marble floor, each step igniting a crackling current through her body. The young trainer ventures into the silent library, her footsteps echoing through the hollow hallways – no rummaging shadows, no noise to distract her from the soul splitting shocks that tear at her.
By time Ava takes her mind off the pain she hears a maniacal laughter from the woman in front of her– Karen– as her wide acorn eyes hone in on the mega bracelet with a too wide smile. "HAHAHAHahaha! A'last! After all this time… I've finally found you."
The Keystone glares from the neon green fluorescent lamps as the archaeologist equips the talisman. With an elated breath, Karen turns from the podium covered in Unown. "With this, I can finally achieve the apex with my pokemon. All adversaries shall succumb to our strength, as it should've been."
The young trainer looks on with her sunburst eyes, wide. Karen finally acknowledges Ava's presence. "What's wrong? Upset about *This*?" She flexes her new found piece of jewelry "Boo HOO! ARE YOU GONNA CRY?!" She maniacly taunts Ava. "AH! I Just can't contain these antics!"
Ava hesitates before stepping further into the black tiled room. "Are you ok?"
"NO!" Karen storms up to the girl. "I used to cry an awful lot, but then a pair of geese died horribly… But since then I've laughed alot." Karen's manic tone hints at both sadness and joy. "You know, I could make you laugh too!"
Karen whips her head back and continues her maniacal laughter; stumbling back and combing her hair. Ava even smirks herself. "Ah! I like you, Ava. You're so funny. My parents were fun too."
She shoves the book into Ava's chest, her hand resting there for a moment as she strolls past the girl. "The book will allow you to translate Garufan text, no need to actually read it: you'll just know how to."
Karen departs with a dismissive wave, her steps echoing in the empty corridors of the library.
/ (Celia edges Ava saying she knows)
" 'Just know how to'? The fuck?" With an exasperated sigh and a leg spasm, Ava falls face first onto the bed.
The emptiness of the small purple wood cabin allows ample room for Karen's voice to echo in Ava's exhausted mind; reverberating with the remembrance of Keta's no self indulgence policy. I swear he put cameras in here, he always gets me right before I can finish. Ava sits up and massages their inner thigh, or at least tries to but her forearms flex and spasm at each attempt.
"Ughh!"
"You're only worsening it Ava." Celia announces her presence in a smooth almost honey trap way; like soft velvet encompassing Ava's weary but extant corpse. "I can take care of you if you'd like."
Celia's alluring offer booms in the once exhausted, intersex trainer's head 'take care of you'. "I don't know, Keta's pretty strict about my-"
Ava doesn't even process the older woman's movement as her body collapses over her plush thighs. "Shhhh~" Celia silence's Ava, combing the girl's hair with her slender fingers. "He won't bother you if it's me."
Ava basks in Celia's welcoming embrace in the amber sunset's light; her heart dulling at every other beat as her throat dries, reflecting Ava's thirst to be touched lovingly.[1] "Fine." Do whatever you want…
"You don't mind if I strip you down to basics do you?"
"Go ahead." Why are you asking? Not like I can really say no to you…
With a warm smile the shapely woman pushes Ava off of her soft thighs and slowly strips the warm mannequin to their underwear. "I always had a feeling but, my~!" Celia fans her flushed face. Her face's maturity glows with a youthful charm, like the setting sun's hue; old yet invigoratingly beautiful.
"Oh, sorry. I forgot to tell you I have both…I-I get it if -!" Celia kneads a gasp out of Ava and her stiff back.
Ava tries to squirm away but Celia applies force to Ava's back and chest. "Shhh. You're welcomed here." Her hands wander down the trainee's side until her fingers brush against the young trainee's nipples; sending an electrifying chill through her spine.
The older woman gropes and stretches what little fat she can find, letting her palm press and roll over the knots. Ava groans while Celia's magic touch dissipates her muscle's coated anguish, slowly polishing them until weeks worth of suppressed lust starts to leak out of her.
The trainee's cold obscurity thaws into steady trickling heat. The warm sensuous aura of the older woman welcomes Ava in her entirety, even as she struggles to accept it. Each tantalizing grasp on her body was another gasp. Minutes into hours, Celia's motherly smile perverse into one of delight as her catalyst mewled for her.
The white glow of the crescent moon illuminated on Ava and her repetitive thoughts. In, knead, circle, move, tap…
Celia stands in front of the door, readying to head out. She relieves another satisfied sigh. "Aelita will meet you in the cave a bit later than usual; so you can sleep in a bit. Good night my dear."
[1] "Then beg, you're already a waste of her time; at least make her feel like you know it."