Jetta smiled a little, glazed look in her eyes as she rested her chin on her hand, propped up by her elbow firmly planted on the table. She was lost in thought; imaging in greater depths of detail what her master was telling her, than he could bring himself to say... it was an overall taboo situation that left her feeling a little frisky.
“And that’s what I’m afraid is going to happen...” Ranma finished as he sat back in the cushioning of his side of the booth, his Alpha PokéWoman sitting across from him. He’d chosen the Hot Stuff Café since he was used to it and was sure he could get privacy of some level to let his Lupina in on what had been going on about the PokéBattles, the new PokéGirl he won, (Alex was such a sweetie) the purchasing of items, GAR coming for Sheila...
Ranma blinked his eyes as he noticed the unexpected inattentiveness of his Lupina PokéWoman. Was she thinking of ways to punish him for keeping her in that PokéBall for so long? Not that he would blame her for being angry, he was used to fiancées and stuff going wrong... and admittedly, his Alpha would have a distinct right to be angry.
Still, being a Saotome, something inside of him pushed him forward to test the waters, and possibly get himself killed. “Uh... Jetta?”
A moment more passed, with silence between the two, until finally...
“Yeah, I hear you...” Jetta said slowly, softly, as she came to full attention and mentally put aside dirty naughty fantasies of Shaguars and older siblings. “I’m just calming myself... from what you’ve told me, I’ve missed out a bit...” she frowned a little as she told him, “I know an Alpha’s position, her purpose to advise the Master on all things mundane and out of the ordinary, so we can’t force you to do anything. But Ranma... it’s hurtful. You kept me out of the picture all this time and handled this all yourself?”
“Yeah... sorry for not letting you out earlier...” Ranma apologized to Jetta. “You’re my Alpha. I should let you out more often. You’ve done so much for me since I got here...” his shoulders slumped slightly. “And you, honestly, are the only one I can talk to like a person here... and here I go, keeping you away, and just doing... whatever.”
“It’s all right...” the Lupina said softly to placate the one good streak of luck in her life. “In a way, I’m proud of how you’ve been able to handle things without me to hold your hand through it... and understandably, you have a lot of girls to manage.” She graced the simple youth with a genuinely caring smile. “And it’s good that they get some time to be with you one-on-one... but for me...” she told her owner as she gave him a mort mirthful smile now. “I’ll just be glad to have time out of my PokéBall, period! It’s nice to be able to get out stretch my legs again, you know?”
“I understand, Jetta. I’ll make sure to let you out more often...” Ranma smiled lightly as a thought came to him about what she said. “And if my may say, those are nice legs you have there...” he complimented his Alpha PokéWoman. She was, surprisingly, in a good enough mood... he hadn’t been expecting that at all, considering how she’d been treating him when he first got his PokéGirl Journey, taking over where Sextome had left off.
But she did seem that she was, in a certain sense, proud that he was taking what she was teaching him and applying it by himself. And it was even better that he hadn’t fucked up royally yet. It must have gave her confidence that she didn’t have to be around him 24/7 in fears that the jig would be up and everybody’s lives would be ruined.
Although feigning disinterest in her master’s kind words, the Lupina couldn’t help but allow herself a small smirk. Turning her attention away from her owner for a moment, Jetta gazed about the area, trying to get a good look of what was going on around her in the café. “I must say, Ranma... it’s an interesting place you and Sheila found.”
“Sheila found it... but yeah...” Ranma agreed, his voice soft and, surprisingly to the Lupina, meek-sounding. “We were hungry and didn’t feel like food from the PokéCenter or McPoké’s...”
“I understand it can be...” Jetta said, her own experience being with having to eat bland PokéChow day-in, day-out for a while because of that asshole Sextome. “It tends to get bland after a bit.”
Reading the look on the woman’s face, Ranma nodded in understanding. “You’re thinking about how you and the girls only got to eat PokéChow with Sextome, huh?” Nobody seemed to mind him throwing that stuff out once they reached civilization.
“...Yes...” Jetta admitted in a low tone of voice. She as trying hard to suppress a gag from the memory of the taste... the thing tastes like sawdust,
Ranma nodded his head again. “Sorry he stuck you with that crap.” He knew it wasn’t his fault, but he always felt so bad about all the stuff his analogue of this world did to these poor women. It was inhumane.
The Lupina rolled her eyes at his words. It was sweet, very sweet of him to try and hone up to the responsibility of what Sextome had done, but in all honest it was, “Not your fault, Ranma. Besides, we should just put it behind us. Although there may be a reminder from time to time of what Sextome has done... those times are over. You killed Sextome, you’ve been a wonderful master to us, and continue to honestly try to learn... you’ve given hope to those who no longer had it. And we thank you for it.”
Hearing that gave Ranma a small boost to his confidence, causing him to smile at his Lupina. “I promise you, I’m gonna do my best so you never see such days again.”
“Ranma...” Jetta said as she leaned over the table, he elbows firmly planted once more onto the top of the surface. With only a foot between their faces, Jetta softly told the pigtailed youth, “You already have.”
Again, hearing such words gave the pigtailed martial artist a needed(?) jolt to his ego. Ranma managed to grin lightly, feeling proud at having heard that.
Shaking her head good-naturedly at her owner’s antics, Jetta couldn’t help but find herself returning the grin. Her master’s attitude was simply infectious.
Still leaning forward, Ranma told Jetta, “Thank you. You really are so smart... and beautiful, too...”
“Why, thank you...” Jetta said, pleased with the compliment.
Ranma continued to give his Lupina that sweet smile. “Beautiful...” he repeated.
Although it didn’t show up form underneath her fur, it was obvious to Ranma that his Lupina blushed lightly. “Stop...” she whined in a soft, cute voice.
“What? You are...” Ranma said in just as soft a voice. “Beautiful inside as you are outside.”
“Yes... but your embarrassing me by over-complimenting me,” Jetta told her master as she sat back into her side of the booth and turned her head to look away from her master...
But there was still a smile on her face.
Ranma blushed lightly at seeing Jetta’s coy reaction, so decided to try and change the topic to something both of them were more comfortable with. “...So, you haven’t told me what you wanted to eat.”
“Well, let’s see...” the Lupina said as she took ahold of one of the small leather-bound page-sets and flipped it open. Her eyes grazed over certain things as she looked through the menu.
Ranma smiled as he watched his Alpha PokéWoman take genuine interest. He decided to help out by suggesting, “They do have a nice tortilla platter. I got one earlier...”
Her eyes looking up from her menu for a moment, Jetta gave her owner a smirk. “You forget, I’m a carnivore. And boy, I like what I’m reading here. This meat kabob dish looks good.” Technically, it was Khangasscunt egg and venison, but hey, the former was the main source of protein in the world and could come in a variety of flavors.
To that, Ranma nodded his head. “If that’s what you want, I’ve no problem...” he had to admit, it did sound good.
“If you don’t mind,” Jetta told her owner. It was his money after all, and she wasn’t going to push him to do anything for her... even though she was pretty sure he would anyway. He really was too sweet that way...
“I don’t mind,” Ranma told her as he tried to wave down the waitress serving them to take their order.
Noticing the hand, a Titmouse walked over with a noticeable ‘bounce’... and not just in her step, mind you. “Ready to order?”
“Yes, please!” Ranma said excitedly. “I wanna try a... soba noodle platter, and my Lupina wants to get a nice meat kabob.”
Taking her notepad and pen out from her surprisingly impressive cleavage, the Titmouse began to write that down. “Sure. Drink refill, or a new one?"
“Just water,” Jetta replied as she handed the Titmouse her menu.
Ranma nodded his head. The Titmouse’s milk was okay, but Eliza’s was good! He had to wonder what happened to her from earlier.
“All right,” the busty PokéGirl responded as she also took Ranma’s menu. “I’ll get your orders.” And like that, the waitress bound off like a Bunnygirl.
Seeing her owner’s eyes follow their waitress before just looking around, as if scanning the place, Ranma’s Alpha PokéWoman inquired, “Looking for something?”
“Yeah, but she’s probably not here...” Ranma told his Lupina. “She was a waitress with REALLY good milk.”
“Ahh, I see...” the Lupina said slowly as she realized what he was after.
“Yeah... she must have the nights off or something...” Ranma admitted as he sat back, looking his beautiful PokéWoman over. “I’ll need to keep you out more, Jetta... you’re my Alpha, right?” He said, trying to change the subject again AND be extra nice to his Lupina.
“You don’t need too, but you might need some advice.” She told him honestly. “Buuuuuuuuut... I wouldn”t mind spending more time with you.” She grinned in a sultry manner.
Ranma smiled at the look Jetta gave him and moved in the rounded booth to sit next to his Lupina.
“Hmm?” Jetta inquired at the closer contact innocently enough... although she had a pretty good idea what her master was thinking.
Smiling lightly, Ranma wrapped his right arm around Jetta, holding her close to him.
Closing her eyes, Jetta murred and leaned down and over... while she was technically pushing herself back to lay a bit on the booth’s seat, she did so she could rest her head into his chest. “Mmm...”
Smiling happily, Ranma continued to hold the taller PokéWoman. “You’re a good girl.”
“Murr... I try, I try...” and for a master like him, she would give it her all. He was so good to her and the others, he deserved her loyalty.
“Well, you do well...” Ranma told her as he cuddled up against her. He felt so calmed and relaxed around his Alpha PokéWoman.
“Mmm...” She nuzzled his neck, feeling very safe and pleasant at the moment.
Ranma smiled happily as his hand rubbed her belly, over her leotard. Damn, he loved his Lupina. He really did.
At the soft and gentle caressing, Jetta softly nipped at his neck, breathing deeply of his scent.
Ranma shivered lightly as he felt her nipping his flesh, and her breathing in his scent. But he didn’t mind. It felt rather exhilarating.
Bringing her hands up to rest on his chest, Jetta opened her mouth and gently licked his neck. “Mine...” She whispered softly, possessively. Yes, she knew she had to share him, but at times like this, just the two of them in such close contact... she really felt like a PokéGirl again...
Raising an eyebrow at his Alpha PokéWoman’s actions, Ranma asked, “Oh? Is that so?" He began to slowly grin at the thought.
Nodding her head, Jetta gently licked her master’s neck again. “Mine first and foremost.”
To that admission, Ranma grinned lightly. “Well, then you’re mine as well...” he turned his head to kiss her.
“Of course.” The Lupina completely agreed. When she saw her master’s head turn to her, she met his lips with hers and kissed him deeply.
Closing his eyes, Ranma moaned happily into the kiss. He began to use his tongue to feel around inside of her mouth.
Jetta leans into the kiss more, getting more into it and increasing the intensity with the kiss as her tongue began to dominate, swirling all around the inside of her master’s mouth. She liked the taste...
His eyes widening a little, Ranma tried to keep up with the kiss. His PokéWoman had a longer tongue than him, so it was a bit of a challenge.
But then Jetta’s hand reached down and behind to his ass... and squeezed!
“MMMPH!?” Ranma gasped into the kiss, Jetta forwardness catching him off-guard.
Jetta smirked into the kiss before breaking it off. She panted a little before nuzzling and nipping at his neck again.
Smiling, Ranma brought his hand around, rubbing the back of her neck affectionately. “I think someone is trying to initiate a Taming session...” he teased softly.
“Mmmmaaaayyybeee...” her tail wagging was a sure sign.
Grinning, Ranma smirked a little as his hand went to the area just above the base of her tail, something he’d learned his second day in this world that was her ‘sweet spot’.
Closing her eyes as she felt her master play with her weak spot, the older Lupina began to murr and whine appreciatively. She couldn’t help but nip and lick at his neck more actively.
Leaning his head back to expose more of his neck, Ranma’s hand continued to rub the spot just above Jetta’s tail.
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“And the Southern Gym Leader, Ryu Hayabusa... he’s greater than everyone claims he is. He really is the modern Super Ninja...” Although how he let that dark-skinned Muay Thai fighter into opening up a resort island with his girls as the main gimmick, he’d never know.
Ayane yawned and leans against the wall not that she minded, stories but she’d been there for it.
“And...” Gar blinked his eyes. “Sorry, am I boring you, Ayane?”
“Nah,” the Alpha PokéWoman said. “It’s just I’m used to doing stuff rather than just sitting around.”
Sheila blinked her eyes, wondering about the weird sensation of déjŕ vu she was getting from this. “Well, Gar... what about the other two?”
“Wuh-OH! Right, right...” Gar said slowly as he got back on track, much to his Mistress’ chagrin. “Well, Kilik of the West was difficult to get to a hold of. We had to leave the Edo Islands and get to the part of the Edo League that was part of the larger continent... and THEN I had to find him in the mountains... I gotta tell you, pain in the ass... but damn, the fight with his was worth it. He had skill and such honor... someone you can look up to.”
Gar frowned. “And then there was Naraku in the East... oh by the Gods, was he a cheap bastard!” The PokéGirl Tamer cried out in angst. “He fought with tree roots and magic... lots of dark forbidden magic! And if I didn’t know better, I would swear that guy had connections to ‘Team Fluffy’.”
Sheila sweat-dropped slightly. “Team Fluffy?”
Nodding his head, Gar responded, “Team Fluffy.”
The Shaguar shook her head. What a horrible name for a group of PokéGirl Thieves...
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Ichikoo winced as she looked at her Master/fellow PokéGirl Thief. “That looks painful...”
“MERROWL! That’s right...” the Merrowl agreed as she looked at what Lendo had done to himself.
With hammer in one hand, and his other now nailed to a large piece of wood, Lendo Rivalsan, leader of Team Rivalsan, turned his head to look at his two teammates. “Will you two stop standing there doing nothing and give me a hand!?”
The Kunoichi tilted her head to the side. “Why? So you can ruin that one too? Hell no!”
“MERROWL! That’s right...” the Merrowl agreed, ever the sage PokéGirl...
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