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Puri ([personal profile] grapegarden) wrote2009-10-30 06:26 pm

Pokémon :: Good Night, My Love

Anyone who knows me knows I absolutely detest Darkrai/Alice. Friendship? Sure. Love? Maaaaaaybe I can tolerate it a little, depending whether or not I'm in a good mood. But as soon as it gets to Wangsty!Darkrai and Alberto (and/or Cresselia) bashing, complete with Tonio and Alicia being wiped out of existence to make way for Darkrai & Alice's ZOMG TWU WUUUUUUUUUUV I'm outta here. Likely to get a crowbar to beat you senseless. But eh. Might as well write a Darkrai/Alice fic that doesn't piss me off. Puts my mind at ease at least. Will I write more Aegisshipping? Hmm, let me think.

'Nuff hatin', onto the lovin'!

Title: Good Night, My Love
Author: Puri
Fandom: Pokémon
Genre: Romance
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Pr0n time! Fluff galore.
Ships/Characters: Darkrai/Alice
Finished: Yes



It was late at night and it wasn't a good idea to be awake where Darkrai was. Thankfully, Alice didn't intend on falling asleep anytime soon.

Darkrai waited for her in the garden, and she surprised him by catching him in his arms with lots of little kisses. The Nightmare God blushed and trembled under the contact. He wasn't used to being touched like this for years... not since the day Alicia past on. They certainly never gotten this far either...

"It's okay, Darkrai." Alice grinned, untying her scarf. "There's nobody here who could see us." She let her hand cup Darkrai's cheek, soothing the dark Pokemon. He backed against the trunk of a tree, flushing as Alice lifted her dress over her head. He was so distracted by her beauty that he didn't notice her wrapping her scarf around him, and she rested her head on his chest.

"Darkrai, I'm... I'm a little nervous." Alice giggled, nuzzling the dark shadow.
"...You're beautiful."
"Oh Darkrai...!" She swallowed, fighting the urge to cry.

Darkrai's claw-like hands ran down her backside and she shivered, pleading Darkrai for more. Caressing her buttocks, the Pokémon sighed, supporting Alice as he lifted her to his shoulders. She kissed him furiously for anything in reach; his shoulders, collar, the shadows beneath the red crown... she signaled him to close his eye and kissed it. Her legs tangled among the Nightmare God's body, and her toes found a hardness that she never knew he had. Her feet brushed it in intrigued and she smiled.

"Please, Darkrai. I'm ready."

Darkrai shuddered, letting Alice sink on top of him. She whimpered a cry, burying her face in Darkrai's chest. She was determined to make it work, bobbing slowly up and down before shaking her head, the tears hot and painful as the penetration.

Overcome with love for Alice, the Nightmare God cradled her in his arms, trying to relax her. He didn't want her to be in pain... he wanted this to be a wonderful and memorable experience. But he was clueless himself, and Alice knew more than he did.

"Alice... I love you."
Alice looked up, clearly touched. No longer wincing, she wiped her eyes before clinging back.
"I love you too... Darkrai..." A small gasp left her throat. She was ready to try again, and Darkrai followed suit.

The Nightmare Pokémon was uncertain but followed cues from Alice, obeying her every command. She surrendered himself to him, and his grunts were low and deep with every thrust. Alice attempted to catch up, and an overwhelming passion seized her hips as she moved up and down, up and down... she screamed, falling unto Darkrai and unsure if she could take this much, but she had to keep going, and oh... oh!

He had lived thousands and thousands of years, yet this was his first time. He bucked into her for the last time, derived of power and alive with lust. Alice threw her head back and cried to the heavens, sweat shaking from her hair. The two of them lay in breathy silence, and Alice was reluctant to leave Darkrai's side. Knowing she was spent, the dark Pokemon gathered her clothes and carried her home. The window was open and he lay her on the bed, ready to depart before the incoming nightmare. There was a peck on his cheek as Alice wished him good night... it was a night that given them both something to dream about.