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Lovers Sonata

_ Chapter 6 _

" The course of true love never did run smooth" ~ Shakespeare.

Ami bore her tears, she couldn't bear to watch her only friend perish by this tyrants hands, especially after all he had done to save her. The most powerful emotion hit her, overwhelming her further in her anxiety. She had just realized, this indeed was her first love. Although it's common for many to realise the true value of another when they are about to lose them. With a final desperation she could only scream.

"DIMITRIIIIII!!!!!"

Her powerful voice fell upon his ears and rang like an alarm so piercing it shot his eyes wide open. His body reacted on impulse and before he knew it, it had happened. Time had an infinity in that moment, and all he heard was Durai's gasp. Then another small grunt came from the from the creature you had him by the throat.

The surprise action caught Durai completely off guard, and shock plagued his expressions along with it scrunching in pain..

The Rhyperior looked down, finding the tip of Dimitri's tail was deeply lodged in his chest. The toxic spores in his tail entering his blood stream directly through his heart. The effects came almost instantly, and Dimitri's strategy from the start had paid off, not as well as he had hoped, but it had still worked in the end.

Durai was at a loss of words, and understandably why. Still, the folly was his, and in his penultimate moment he knew he'd been distracted with Dimitri's physical weakness. So much so that he had failed to notice that every attack had struck the same plate on his chest, and this in itself only made it easier for Dimitri scoring his attacks. Then the plate had broken, leaving the flaw in his defense, the only part of his body that could then be penetrated.

The big Pokemon struggled to usher his words. "You .. you little shit. You faked ......" He gasped for air once more before he catch find a second wind.. "passing out?" The Rhyperior's wide eyes began turning a pale grey.

"Not really. I really did pass out for a moment. Until.... I heard her." Dimitri sternly replied, with neither anger nor sadness in his voice, seeming completely emotionless now.

The grip around Dimitri's neck loosened enough for him to escape the noose, as he staggered as he touched down. He looked at the Rhyperior a final time before retracting his tail from his chest, watching powerful spurts of blood bursting out under the high pressure of his heart.

Durai's face formed a blank, expressionless stare, his form remained still standing even in death.

Ami was speechless as she looked. Was this a reality that Dimitri had won? If so was he a monster no different from Durai? Blood stained the floor and walls, corpses lay like dead flies on a window screen, yet he was still alive.

The Breloom grasped at his neck, massaging it. Breathing heavily in bursts, he watched the beast fall to his knees before him, then over like a sawed oak making its descent, with a rocky crash face first into the floor. It was finally over, even with all the odds against him, he had managed somehow.

Dimitri looked over at Ami, and from what he could tell she was afraid of him. He looked away with disgrace, he did this all for her, but what good did it do him?

Dimitri walked over to Glacie, cutting his feathered friend free. She fell to his cradled arms as her eyes opened.

"Kinda like the time I saved your sorry ass." She whispered, smiling. "So you did it, huh?"

"Sure did." He said, and Glacie's eyes closed again, but this time there was a distinct calm cast over her face, maybe even a small content smile.

Carrying his companion to a sofa that was still intact, he cautiously placed her down, removing his tattered new coat and covered her slightly shivering form with it, whilst taking care with his actions. The Breloom lowered his head to place a solemn kiss to her forehead. "Rest now dear friend. Thank you for trying."

Standing upright once more, he still had a job to do and it would be awhile before anyone would come by to discover this bloodbath. He needed to wire up the equipment and replace Ami's guitars, which had shredded when Durai had attacked.

And after he's done, he would be gone, and just a memory for her.

1844hrs, 14 February 2010, Sunday

Dimitri was nowhere to be found after everything was finally in place. Ami took a deep breath, the images of Dimitri's battle were still raging and emotions were still prancing amok. Invariably, those emotions were a little more under control as she had, had a lot of time to reflect on what transpired. If anything... or for what it was worth she realized she still needed him as much as ever, as a companion, as a friend, and as a lover. Now she yearned for him to be here.

Her psychic abilities scanned through the awaiting crowd to just outside the football ground for his distinct presence. It was desperate and maybe her abilities weren't as fine tuned to be able to syphon through so many people, but she had to try. Maybe, just maybe he was the only person she wanted here to see her sing.

The time had come, and her search proved futile in the end as the curtains drew back. The theatre of dreams, that's what this place was but was it now for her? A crowd greater than any other she had stood before burst into ecstatic cheers as the chants dwarfed her and were lent to the ears of others well outside for possibly a mile.

She let her eyes probe through the countless faces in case she may have missed him, but she couldn't see or sense him still. She began to play her song strumming her guitar with intricate finger picking. The concert faded in her mind, and she didn't even see the crowd, for the first time she was hearing herself like she never had, she played for herself. It went on like this for awhile, as she continued to search through every verse and every word till her last. As the bass guitarist and drummer made their way off stage, a tear descended down her face.

She still wanted to play another song, one from her heart, one she had yet to write, just words which were flowing into her mind. The strength of her emotions carried her voice to every creature throughout the city, of her emotions that burned for the one who she so desperately needed. Her fingers strummed in her final hopes, that he was maybe out there, and would hear her as she sang.

"In the miscellaneous lines of thoughts

Hidden in the images of refuge,

resides a syndrome we all suffer,

an imbalance, an emotion pure.

Mistakes stand like abrasions in the sands

Hesitation lost to moments in time

We seek that chalice in which we drink life

And all this to come, to what we call as love

Souls laced with the tenderness of cherishing

Emotions make for blindness riding the tears

A greater chance lost to insecurity

One trembling wish remains, true unity

Forked paths made harder with some unseen tides

Decisions fiercer within such confines

My love never fades unlike sunset light

I'm the candle that will burn till tonight"

Ami looked up, almost expecting Dimitri to be somewhere, standing amidst the crowd, looking back at her, maybe waving. The bass guitarist and drummer had frozen in their steps halfway off stage, the crowd was silent, some crying. The silent ended with a single clap followed by tidal wave claps and admiration. The cheers were lacking, this was respect. Still, none of them was who she had wanted to see. Somehow she had a feeling she would never see the one who she had loved so blindly and not seen, ever again.

"Dimitri ...... please forgive me."

2235hrs, 14 February 2010, Sunday

Ami was in a state of loss and mourning, having lost her chance it felt almost as if Dimitri had died. The sorrow drove tears from her eyes, feeling a knot stuck in her throat. Her own insecurity, fears, and somewhere a little selfishness, had been her undoing.

The Gardevoir moved slowly across her patio floor. Her abilities were left useless after such an emotional display earlier. She reached down, undoing the laces of her boots, and it somehow made her think of how the laces tied and intertwined with one another. She bit down on her lip, letting the flood of tears break her dejection.

Ami kicked away the boots and ran towards her bedroom, slamming the door open, just wanting to hide under her sheltered duvet. She came to an immediate halt, realizing there was someone else in her room, the moonlight rays threw a silhouette onto the voiles that covered her four poster bed. Small tea candles were lit and littered the floor like an awkward romantic gesture.

The silhouette was remarkably similar to.... to, yes a Breloom, and more accurately, Dimitri. She shook her head, maybe she was seeing things from being so worn by her emotions.

"Dimitri?"

"Yes Ami, I'm here."

There was relief as she lifted her hands to rub her eyes, to dismiss any chance of this being an illusion of her mind. His image was still there. Dimitri? But how? Had she been given this second chance? Was this reality? She pinched her neck, feeling a sharp pain.

"So you heard me?" She asked, almost too quickly. She took a few breaths trying to calm her excitement. She was a refined lady and not a giddy school girl after all. She couldn't help as an altogether different kind of melodious wetness breeched the folds of her eye lids, tears, and those of joy.

"It was hard not to. I felt everything." He said with a small shiver recounting the moments.

"Will you f- forgive me?" She asked uneasily, but the answer was obvious.

"Yes." He replied simply and with confidence, maybe he had found a new streak of it somewhere. Maybe it had been during that battle, maybe it had been before that. She couldn't tell, but what she could tell was, she liked it and a lot.

"Will you deny me tonight like you did in the car?" Her heart was caught in her throat as she broke the question. Lowering her hand to her bosom, she held a finger pointing towards herself. The bow tied lace drifted free from it's knot, unwinding and slackening her dress down the centre. A moment later the the binds no longer held what lay beneath to be hidden. Jiggling, her breasts did break away from their veiled confines, her dress glided down her milky white body.

"No." He said calmly although the blood was rising to his face not, still he parted way to a loving smile, locked in her in the captivating eyes.

His words were less but undeniably bolder than before, and none remained of the doubt he had felt that particular day. It felt right this time, as if there was something different stirred in the air. Maybe it was the lack of lust, maybe it's genuine and sincere, or maybe it was just the fortitude of love, but he was a sap for the heart warmingly cheesy side of things.

He watched his sweet Gardevoir step over the dress in elegant long strides, not having trouble trouble showing off her curvy figure as her hips swayed. Reaching forth with a dainty arms, it only took a slow wave and her telekinetic abilities did the rest as the voiles parted. With another advancement she entered his sanctum, the serenade of rose laced petals, a splash of mild fragrances to amplify the passion which was to bloom. Isolated from the world, the romantic enclosure was only for them to be as one tonight.

Her eyes closed as her delicate hands came to make that first breathtaking contact, Sensually with a feathered touch she pressed experimentally to his chest. Offering no resistance he reclined slowly back to rest his back on the comfort of her mattress.

Ami took a deep breath as her hands slowly traced around the contours of his chest, outlining the curvatures with teasing motions. Passing over a still tender part along his sternum he flinched a moment. Her eyes wide open, there was a charm in them he had not noticed before as she softly spoke. "Sorry.". She lowered herself to him, parting her lips to gift him with the softest apology kiss along sores. Her small kisses sprinkled like tiny drops from the sore. They knew this was what they both wanted, to be with each other.

She was far too good at this, her hands slid down to his inner thighs, massaging them with firm squeezes and randomly tickling with her fingers. His penis was beginning to slither out, swelling a little. Her hands reached the Breloom's sheath between his legs, the head of his semi erect penis poking out as she flicked it gently back and forth helping to coax it out. His member began to swell more to her touch as he felt the smoothness of her fingers lathering his intimate flesh, his sensitivity rising with each moment he became harder.

Dimitri's balls and penis slowly flopped its way out and dangled as she watched them. She hadn't expected it to look this different, as her eyes watched over the six inches of jade colored flesh. His shaft was laced with a darker shade of green buds and ripples, she could only imagine what it must feel like inside, but then again what was she expecting? He was kind of a plant after all.

Her fingers continued their loving task as she explored the feel how the textures loving the feeling as her own sex wetting at the site. It felt warm in her hands, his veins were throbbing through the thickness of his male asset. The things she was feeling now were more than just sex, she wanted him to feel everything. All this time she had everything pent up inside for him, and she wanted to share everything with him, her love, her life and her body.

Her lips descended to the bulb at the end of his shaft as she pressed her lips around the soft skin. Her lips pursed a little in delicate suckles and nibbles, working Dimitri into further pleasure. She watched him twitch in his inexperience and even played to it a little to see more reactions.

He was surprised with how good this felt, she was skilled and knew exactly what to do. His member throbbed, giving her samples of his syrupy semen, which Ami gained a pleasant surprise from. She pushed down, taking half his length into her mouth, he wasn't huge, but he was just right. Her mouth worked with intricate movements of her luscious tongue, letting its moistness slick his cock within her mouth. Ami suckled his member with such desire, Dimitri watched as she raised her head and slid down again, he could heard her muffled moans and the slurping sounds that came. .

Ami's fingers massaged his balls, letting them roll around on her fingers, her head started bobbing up and down between his legs as he tilted his head back with a groan. He was getting too excited, she was like an adorable beast of love down there.

Ami smiled with his hard shaft inside her mouth. For Ami this felt so good to have such a strange throbbing thing in her mouth, all the bumps and ripples along the shaft stimulated her lips, his sweet pre-release was like fresh nectar. Regretably as much as she wanted to drain his sweet serpent in her mouth she didn't want to let him cum yet, it was far too soon, she still needed him inside her. Being careful she tried her best to not let him prematurely cum due to never having a woman before. It seemed really cute for seeing him struggle to hold back the excitement from overwhelming him.

Hesitantly she let his member bounce free from the confines of her mouth, as soon as it left it sprayed an accidental spurt upon her lips. She gave a surprised giggle, "Almost." But they both knew what she was referring to. A moment longer may have been too much for him.

Dimitri was gasping, trying to catch up with what was happening down there. The Gardevoir slid with her arms for support, letting his foreskin cruise along her throat as she moved forward, helping his dick between her breasts. She slowly worked it down her body seductively, trailing over her red chest horn, smiling with sexual satisfaction and being in charge. Her eyes remained fixed on it, watching it progress.

He felt it rubbing down her slender body, eventually reaching the wet folds of her vulva. Dimitri propped himself up and gently licked her horn which had been smeared with a little of his pre-cum, while feeling her grind back and forth along his length not permitting entry just yet. Her swollen clitoris rubbing against the small stimulating nubs which lined his shaft almost drove him crazy. She moaned loudly, feeling him stimulate her hot desperate sex. Her intimate flesh felt so good to him that he wanted to beg her to let him inside.

Ami was growing more needy, easily visible through her panting and laboured breaths. Her body gave the occasional shiver while she chewed her bottom lips softly. Dimitri couldn't ignore it but he felt it now, but he wanted to thrust so hard into her. He couldn't describe what he felt emotionally or physically either at the moment, he was struggling just to understand the joyous desires and passion that pumped through his veins.

Dimitri moaned loudly as the moans became louder with their burning affection for one another. The Breloom continued nuzzling her sensitive horn with small kisses, slowly moving across to her breast. His tongue took a few powerful laps, and dove upon her erected nipple without further words to suck on the dark green teat.

Ami couldn't bear it any longer, she reached down, aligning his hardened tool with her moist entrance and slid her rapturous body down. Ami let out a cry of pleasure, feeling all the bumps and ripples stimulate her vaginal passage, filling her needy womanly intimacy. Her sex engulfed his member, wanting to ride the juices out of him.

Dimitri leaned back onto the bed, as he watched on and marveled at the creature who looked like a goddess. Her hair shimmered and moved in the dim candle light as the cooling breeze of the early spring night blew through the open window, she was more than a beautiful sight, as she slid up and down his bulging male pride, and in this moment she seemed divine.

Her breasts bounced each time she slid along his ready length, the feelings which they both felt heightening. It felt so good and there was no comparison to which he could say could be anywhere as good as this. Her walls contracted now and then, furthering what he felt in the wetness of her juicy pussy.

Ami's pants became screams as she fucked him wildly, becoming more forceful. The sexy creature before him swayed her head, lost in the euphoria she felt as her hair swished around. Dimitri felt her sex tightening around his penis gripping it in such a sexy way, followed by multiple contractions as clear fluid squirted from her urethra.

Dimitri could hear her deep breaths as she fucked her hero in such crazed ecstasy, she kept riding him through her squirting orgasm as her ejaculate coated his abdomens. He felt a bulging cannon between his legs about to go off, the build up rising like a rocket within his loins.

He cried out as he finally came bursting, spurting his labored cum load deep into the recesses of her womb, and he continued shot after shot. Ami stopped humping, slowing down as she collapsed on him with his cock still inside her.

Dimitri looked down at the knackered out girl, knowing she really gave it all. He moved to stroke her face and ran his claws through her hair, while the last of his seed dribbled out into her. Dimitri was trying to catch his own breath, and wrapped his arms around her, holding her to him.

"You were amazing."

"We need to keep our relationship secret. If the other overlords were to discover it was you who killed Durai, they'll hunt us down. I can't afford to lose you now I've found you again."

"We'll make a new life together, a fresh start, but I need to leave tomorrow to meet an old friend."

"I don't want you to return to your old life, but I won't stop you. Just promise you'll come back."

Dimitri was about to reply and realized she had fallen asleep with those last words, so he gently whispered to her while she slept.

"I promise."

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