"Honeymooners"

By Marie

First off, I'd just like to say that I do not own Pokemon. I'm just borrowing some of the characters for a while!

Also, this story is rated NC-17. It contains somewhat graphic descriptions of loving consensual sex between a guy and a girl, so if you're not of age please hit the "back" button NOW!

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And now...on with the story...

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Team Rocket (minus a certain cat who had gone out to replenish the Team's doughnut supply) was crouched behind a rather small piece of shrubbery. The bush, which did little to actually hide the two figures, was squished between the high-class Viridian City Hotel and a cheaper motel where most of the common folk went.

"Look James, the twerps just went into that motel. I think they've got that window room a few stories up. If we can get the room at the Hotel that's directly across from their room than we can figure out the perfect opportunity to steal that little rodent."

"Okay Jess. Let's go inside and find out which room we should get."

Inside the Hotel:

Sans TR uniforms, Jessie and James entered the hotel and took the elevator to the 3rd floor where they had estimated that the right room would be.
As they stepped out of the elevator James whined, "Oh great! The only rooms on this floor are those expensive specialty suites, and Meowth just spent our last nickel on snacks!"

"Quit moaning James! All we have to do is put it on Giovanni's tab; he stays here all the time, remember? Anyway, I think this is the room!" Jessie was bent over a door knob at the end of the hall meticulously picking its lock. In a few moments the door opened, and they were in.

They both gasped as they entered. Surrounding them were lit candles, romantic saxophone music, and hearts on every piece of furniture in sight. In the middle of the room was a red hot tub already filled with scented bubbles.

"The Honeymoon Suite..." James stuttered.

"Brilliant deduction, Sherlock. Come on, let's check out the window."

Sure enough, the view from the Suite led right across to the brats' room. They could clearly see Ash and Co. unpacking their backpacks and letting out their Pokemon across the way.

Just then Team Rocket heard shouts coming from their own room.

"Oh Lisa...Ooh Kirk....Come on baby!"

Both blushed as red as the heart-filled wallpaper as they remembered what room they were in and quickly made a quiet dash for the door.

Once outside James worked up the courage to nervously suggest what was on both of their minds. "Look Jessie, the only way the hotel is gonna buy us spending forever spying on the twerps is if we have a cover. What better cover than a newlywed couple honeymooning in the Honeymoon Suite?"

Jessie sighed. She had known that was the inevitable solution to the question of disguise. "But what about Meowth? I don't think they'd buy that he's our baby!"

"Well...He's been on us forever for a vacation. What better time than now?"

She thought for a minute. "Oh alright, I suppose so James. But remember, this is strictly business!"

"Oh, of course! Totally and utterly business!"

He turned around, trying to contain his excitement. He and Jessie alone in the Viridian City Hotel? This was a dream come true...okay, more like a fantasy come true!

Jessie reached down and fiddled with her lipstick to hide her blush. A whole weekend with James in the Honeymoon Suite? She had to admit, she liked the sound of that. When they camped on the road, Meowth and James usually shared a tent. Since she had a separate one she hardly ever saw him in anything but the Team Rocket uniform. She sighed out loud when she imagined James in only his cute little boxers...

But this was business, purely business.

They both sighed...

At the Suite:

"Carry her over the threshold now Jimmy," instructed the bellboy who Jessie was very close to whacking with her handy mallet.

"Don't even think about it!" she snapped indignantly.

"Okay, okay...don't worry Jimbo, she'll warm up to the idea," he said and winked at James as he left the room.

Jessie walked over to the window and sighed. "They have their blinds down...wonder why?"

"Well those two twerps are alone...maybe they're getting it on!" James giggled girlishly.

"Oh, don't be a perverted imbecile James! For heaven's sake, they're only 12 or 13 years old...That's sick!"

"Well, I don't know Jess...usually when a guy and a girl get a room together it means they want to-" he cut himself off when he remembered their situation and awkwardly attempted to cover up his mistake. "So anyway, I'm tired...you?"

"Uh...yeah. I'll be in the bedroom if you need me," she said and quickly started to escape into the next room.

James stood frozen for a moment at the unintended double meaning of her words, then shook himself when he realized what she had said.

"But Jessie...How come you get the bed?" he whined.

Jessie reluctantly stopped, admitting to herself that they were actually going to have to talk about the bed situation.

"How about we switch nights in the bed and on the couch?" he suggested.

"How about-" She stopped for a second, turning something over in her mind. "Wait a minute James...How would it look to a maid or someone if they walked in and found us sleeping separately? I mean, you know..." her voice trailed off unsurely.

James was momentarily stunned. Was she actually suggesting that they share a bed? That was so unJessie-like but it sent excited shivers up his spine and to a few other places as well just the same...He somehow managed a nod.

"I mean, it is a pretty big bed even though its...well...heart shaped..." she continued nervously.

James mentally shook his head to dispel any unwanted thoughts that may have popped up at the prospect of sharing a bed with a sexy, beautiful-No James! Snap out of it, he thought to himself and babbled to hide his discomfort.

"No, no, you're right Jessie...I mean we're experts of disguise right?" He chuckled, trying to lighten the mood, "If we're "married" we should share the bed...you're right."

She seemed relieved that they wouldn't have to discuss that anymore. "Okay."

"Alright then."

She picked up her bag once again and headed to the bathroom. "I'll change first."

James decided to gather his sleep necessities while Jessie changed. "Let's see," he muttered to himself, "My bag should be right-"

He stopped cold as his eyes came to rest on the door to the bathroom. It was slightly translucent (think mottled shower door), and he could therefore clearly see Jessie's curvy profile outlined as she changed.

Shirt off...bra off...skirt off...

James' pants had become significantly tighter by time she emerged into the bedroom. She was wearing a loose T-shirt that made it very apparent to him that she wasn't in the practice of wearing bras to bed. The short cotton shorts she wore on the bottom were nearly covered by her shirt, causing his mind to run wild with thoughts of her wearing no shorts at all. Her hair, silky and gently rippled in stark contrast to her daily hair sprayed flip, was now brought together in a soft ponytail that reached almost to her waist. Even without make-up, James was astonished at how stunning she still looked.

Her usual confidently domineering attitude seemed to have changed with her clothes. Jessie now seemed quiet as she somewhat self-consciously gestured to the bathroom and said, "Your turn."

He nodded and moved into the bathroom with his pile of sleep clothes strategically held in front of his crotch area.

Once safely behind the door, he took a deep breath and immediately decided on a quick and preferably ice cold shower to cure the growing…er...problem in his lower region.

Jessie looked up from arranging the bed covers when she heard the shower turned on in the bathroom. She desperately fought the onslaught of images involving James in the shower that were undesirably filling her mind. She could just imagine the little rivulets of water running down his broad chest down to-She forced herself not to complete that thought, however, and mentally berated herself for losing her self-control.

Just when she thought she had collected herself, she glanced at the door and froze.

Once again the bathroom door was making half of Team Rocket extremely uncomfortable. As James' shadow stepped into view, he was already wearing a pair of boxers to sleep in. She stood in awe for a second at his profile...He was so strong and muscular and-

She quickly jerked her head down as James stepped out of the bathroom.

He was still shirtless, wearing only a pair of navy blue boxers that reached to about his knees. He continued to towel his upper body as Jessie, whose face was inexplicably flushed, spoke, "Did you have a nice shower?"

James glanced at her nervously but seeing no teasing in her eyes he replied, "Oh yeah...it was... refreshing..."

"Well, it's getting late. The twerps' blinds are down again, so they're probably sleeping. We might as well get some sleep so we can get that rat tomorrow."

"Yeah, we should probably turn in," he agreed.

Jessie climbed into the red satin sheets and closed her eyes. As James stepped in, he bumped into the side of the bed. All of a sudden, the mattress began to vibrate.

Jessie giggled at James' embarrassed look. "Guess this really is the Honeymoon Suite, huh ‘Jimmy’?"

"Uh yeah..." He fumbled around desperately for a few seconds before locating the button he had accidentally pressed, and they ceased to shake.

As they lay there in silence, James shifted uncomfortably. He cursed inwardly as he once again felt the familiar feeling in his groin that could only result in being so close to Jessie. He squeezed his eyes shut and searched for something else to think about. He slowly began to recite the alphabet...backwards...in Spanish...

Jessie let her gaze rest on James. His face looked boyishly adorable, but the rest of his body was all man. Her eyes swept downwards appreciatively, soaking in as much of his body as she could before the sheets enveloped him. Without realizing what she was doing, her leg seductively brushed his, sweeping up and down between his knee and his ankle.

James' eyes sprang open. Had he just imagined Jessie rubbing his leg? He slowly turned his head to look at her. As he met her gaze, he knew he hadn't been dreaming. Her eyes held something he had never seen before; something that Jessie had fiercely hidden and forced down within her, something that she had eventually allowed anger and a perpetually bossy nature to mask. Love? Caring? Pure desire?

As if caught in her spell, he slowly leaned forward. She met his lips more than halfway, capturing him in a gentle, yet incredibly passionate kiss. The feeling, the electricity that had spread through them both wasn't lust, it was love, but this hardly took away from their touch's intensity. The fact that they both knew this wasn't just a one-night stand, that these emotions would last forever, only increased the heat between them.

James pulled back hesitantly, but Jessie pulled him closer and ran her hand across his chest. She smiled and kissed him softly, "James, I'm not sure how to say this but...I love you. I think I always have. I'm so sorry for the way I've treated you."

James was speechless for a moment, then replied, "I love you, Jessica. I have loved you from the moment I saw you. Please don't apologize...You've given me everything that I ever wanted by saying what you just said."

She grinned slyly. "Not everything..."

James watched her slide down his body, reach down below the elastic in his boxers and fondle his quickly hardening attributes ever so gently.

He shuddered involuntarily as she raised him to a standing position and kneeled in front of him.

She tugged his boxers down to his ankles and admired him for a moment. She began to rake her fingernails softly up and down his manhood which had reached close to its full size and hardness. His breathing had become shaky, and he shut his eyes momentarily at her feather light touch.

She continued to rub him, then, without warning, lowered her lips to his tip and languidly took him in her mouth. She swirled her tongue around his base in various strokes and patterns.

"Jessie," he gasped, "I'm gonna, I'm gonna-" Spasms wreaked his body as he came in her mouth.

She smiled up at him. He looked crushed. "I'm so sorry...I didn't wait...I...I didn't mean to-"

She silenced him by pressing her lips against his. He grinned as he broke away. "Lemme try to make it up to you..."

He lifted them back into a horizontal position on the bed. "It looks like one of us is a tad overdressed, my love," he chuckled as he slowly began to bring her T-shirt over her head. Ever so slowly he raised it up inch by inch, every movement exposing more of her beautiful flat midriff, then up farther to her perfect breasts.

Now James had seen his share of women, not naked, but in everyday life. He had seen the way lots of guys drooled over all the fake women who bought their body parts and flaunted them for all they were worth. It's not that he thought they were bad-looking; it's just that all those women didn't begin to compare to the amazingly gorgeous all-natural beauty that he worked beside every day. Her breasts were everything he had always imagined. They were shaped well and they were the right size, not too small or too big. He stared at what he had admired for so long underneath her cropped Team Rocket top for a second before gently massaging them with his able hands. Her nipples were already taut and puckered by the time he ducked down to suck each one in turn. First one, then the other, he alternated nipples, imitating what Jessie had done before by swirling his tongue around her breasts as he sucked. He continued until Jessie was whimpering for release.

"Now, James, oh, I need you now!"

He hungrily reached down and ripped her shorts down, then gently removed her panties. He was ready; his ministrations to Jessie had not left him entirely unaffected.

James nervously positioned himself at her entrance, gave Jessie a frightened look and said, "Are you sure you're gonna be okay?"

She just nodded bravely and urged him on.

He gently thrust in, pulled half out, and thrust in again. Jessie could feel herself tighten around his erection. She bit her lip at the sudden sting caused by the fact that she was a virgin. Still, the pleasure quickly overpowered the pain as her hips matched the rhythm James had settled into. He stopped abruptly when he noticed the tears in her eyes.

"Jessie, am I hurting you? Oh god, I'm so sorry..."

She shook her head violently. "No, no, no James...This is incredible...Keep going..."

He thrust once more and Jessie screamed, "James, James, JAMES!"

James could only groan in response, and mumbled a stream of words incoherently.

Soon their worlds exploded in a flash of shattering colors, and they sighed simultaneously.

After a few minutes basking in the afterglow, Jessie giggled, "Team Rocket blasts off at the speed of light..."

James flipped her over and growled playfully, "Surrender now or prepare to fight!"

"You are insatiable!"

"Sure, Jess, like you're complaining..."

Later:

The next day Misty and Ash couldn't understand why Team Rocket somehow could not make it through their motto without sighing wistfully or dissolving into fits of giggles.

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