darkfic? on my blog?

This was how you put people in their place, she had learnt that much from her mother. You can’t ensure a productive workplace, Lillie, unless people know who’s at the top. She felt her cheeks warm with bright red shame, felt the miserable embarrassment of eyes on her as she let her summer dress fall to her ankles, stepping out of it and self-consciously lifting a hand to cover her breasts, a hand to hide between her legs, knowing all the while that it was futile, that the Drone Rotoms specialised in capturing everything, every angle, that was why they were used in official matches. Still, an effort needed to be made, some decorum needed to be adhered to, even if she knew what she was doing was ultimately futile.

At the edge of the ring, the gym leader’s Bellibolt rolled about on its back, too stunned to regain consciousness for some time, Lillie estimated, whilst ahead of her its owner lay sprawled out upon her back also, a mess of oversized clothing and dyed hair, the weight of the snow white vulpix on her chest, pushing down with her forepaws, just as they had practiced at home.

“T-That’s it, Snowy!” she said with encouragement, slipping out of her shoes. “Keep her held down!”

“Wait!” the other girl protested from the ground, flat on her back. “Wait, what the heck do ya think you’re doing here?”

There was an eagerness she felt stirring in her, an excitement that was undignified and encouraging, allowing her to blot out the sound of the drone whirring overhead, allowing her to forget the unseen audience staring at her humiliation.

No, she said, still in her knee-high socks, she wasn’t humiliated, she had planned this, that was why she had foregone underwear for this match, reminding herself that the goal was not just to incapacitate her opponent’s partner, but to thoroughly put that girl in her place.

“Hey! Hey, are you listening to me?” Iono, owner of the Levincia gym called out, her voice sharp and unhappy. “I ain’t gonna let this stand ya know? My viewers won’t take kindly to it! Soon as I get this furball off my chest, I’ll give you what’s what!”

Lillie skipped over, kicking up dust with her feet, coming into view of Iono for the first time, watching as the other girl’s eyes widened, giggling slightly at the sudden alarm.

“H-H-Hey! What’s this? What the heck are ya naked for?”

She straddled the other girl, lowering herself down, reaching up to take the zip of her hoody and pushing away feeble, flailing arms. She was a lot weaker than Lillie had thought she would be, maybe she was one of those trainers who let their partner do all the work.

“Okay, go!” she instructed Snowy, and just like they had practiced, the vulpix jumped down, pulling at the pale blue ribbon about her neck until it had unravelled.

The zip of Iono’s hoody pulled down slightly, Lillie quickly grabbed at the ribbon, snatching the other’s arms, seizing them by the wrists and binding them with the ribbon, one less thing to worry about.

Between her legs, the rub of the fabric from the oversized hoody against her, she felt enjoyment stir, little pinpricks of expectation, the knowledge of what was to come.

She seized the zip again and this time gave a swift yank in her excitement, pulling it all the way down, lifting her hips so that the garment might be fully divided, finding herself surprised at the revelation of pale skin below, a garter about once leg, a stocking about the other, a choker around the neck—and that was all!

Embarrassment flooded her face, and she tried to hide it.

“Y-You’re a lot more undressed than I thought you would be,” she said.

Iono blushed also, turning her head in the dirt.

“Didn’t you even look at my socials before you came here? I was supposed to have a photoshoot for fanclub subscribers after this dumb match.”

Lillie’s embarrassment calcified into a deepening excitement, her hips moving her body impolitely forward, rubbing herself against the other girl all the while trying to engage in conversation, trying to pretend that she wasn’t doing this.

“I-I didn’t know,” she said. “I didn’t think you were allowed to—”

“You’ve got to get the wailords to part with their cash somehow! It’s either this or get a normal job!”

She looked down to see Iono blushing too, and somehow it made her all the more excited. She wanted the other girl to be embarrassed, she wanted her to be humiliated, and the more she thought of it, the more she found herself rubbing harder against her.

“I-Iono-san, I-I’m going to kiss you now,” she warned the other girl.

“N-No don’t!” Iono protested. “I don’t want that! This should be premium content! What the hell are ya thinking?”

Too late, Lillie had lowered her mouth to Iono’s own, smothering her protests in pressure, her tongue too eager between the other’s lips.

Are you watching, mother, Lillie asked wordlessly, opening one green eye to catch sight of the drone, to make eye contact. I’m doing it just like you did! I’m showing them who’s boss! Are you proud of me?