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Caitlin is a young trainer who does not have much of a chance to meet others of her age. Though she is a prodigy, she has had to do a lot of work to control her psychic abilities, and because of that, she has spent a lot of time alone. However, she has a handle on that now, and wants to start making a name for himself. That is why she begins traveling, leaving for Unova in the hopes that she might be able to learn something new, something to give her another edge in battle.
That is where she meets Shauntal, who takes an immediate interest in her. Though Shauntal is older than her, Caitlin is not put off by that. Her best friend in Sinnoh was the champion Cynthia; she has always had a hard time meeting people her own age, but older friends tend to be more patient with her, tend to understand her better. From the start, she can tell that Shauntal is that sort of friend.
Not only that, but Shauntal can see all of her potential, and even says that they can train together. Caitlin knows that the older girl is serious about that, because she happens to be a member of the Elite Four already! To her, that is simply amazing, and she would do anything to have Shauntal mentor her, so that she might someday become a gym leader, or even a member of the Elite Four herself.
“There are a lot of things I can teach you,” Shauntal says. “About battling, and about other important life skills.”
To Caitlin, that sounds ideal. After all, she has not had many chances to learn about life outside of her sheltered upbringing, and now that she is in Unova, she is open to any new experiences that she might be able to have. Of course, the things that Shauntal starts teaching her seem rather strange from the start, but she trusts her new friend, and she wants to learn all about these life skills, if they really are so important.
Besides, once she gets over how weird it feels, it honestly feels good to have Shauntal touch her like this, and Caitlin could get used to that. She is supposed to learn from what Shauntal does to her, so that she can do it herself, but it’s hard to focus. Shauntal holds her close, their clothes discarded, and as Caitlin lays back against the older girl, she reaches a hand between Caitlin’s legs, gently touching her like this, meant to serve as an example.
“Do you like the way I finger you?” Shauntal will sometimes ask, in a soft voice.
“I do,” Caitlin replies, her voice trembling as she says it. It’s always so hard for her to speak like this, but she does her best to answer.
“And are you paying attention to what I’m doing?”
“I am.” She’s trying her best, but it feels so good. And that is nothing compared to what Shauntal starts doing with her mouth.
When she starts “eating Caitlin out,” as she calls it, Caitlin has no idea how to handle it. This is supposed to be something that she can learn how to do, but she is always left completely dazed by the feeling of Shauntal’s tongue, overwhelming her with pleasure even greater than what she has pulled off just using her tongue. It is amazing, and it is everything Caitlin could ever want and never knew that she needed. Honestly, it’s hard to believe that this is in exchange for battling tips, when it feels like she is getting something out of both sides to this.
But then it is time for Caitlin to give back, time for her to show what she has learned, and she remembers what her purpose here in. She remembers that she is supposed to be able to make Shauntal feel that good, and that that is her goal, that is her way of doing her part. She has to steel herself, has to search her memories to try and figure out what she should be doing, and can only hope that it actually feels good, that she is even capable of pulling something like this off.
Her first few touches are so hesitant that Shauntal has to urge her on, murmuring, “Don’t worry, I know you can do it. It’s not that hard and you’re such a smart girl, you’ve already shown me that much.”
Her reassurance does wonders for Caitlin. Gently, she works a finger inside of Shauntal, just like Shauntal has done to her so many times, and she listens to the way the older girl moans out for her, hoping that this reaction is entirely genuine, that nothing is being put on for the sake of making her feel more confident about it. But even with that worry in mind, the only thing that she can do is keep going, keep trying, to make sure that she makes Shauntal as happy as can be.
Caitlin does all that she can to emulate what she has been taught, until she has Shauntal panting for her, gasping out to tell her what a good job that she is doing, to praise her for learning her part so well. She remembers how it felt whenever she reached the peak of her pleasure, and wonders if the tension that she feels from Shauntal is a sign that she is nearly there. She picks up then, working at it more and more, until finally, Shauntal lets out a sharp cry, shuddering with what must be her orgasm.
“That’s…oh, that’s so good, Caitlin,” she pants, as she struggles to come down from it. “See? I knew you would be a natural at this. You might be even better at this then you are at battling…now, how about you show me the other thing that you’ve learned?”
In secret, Caitlin has tried to practice this as best as she can alone. Granted, that mostly involves watching herself in the mirror as she practices movements with her tongue, and she often feels very silly while doing it, but she can only hope for the best as she ducks her face down between Shauntal’s thighs. She is slightly less intimidated this just knowing what she has done so far has been good.
Shauntal rests a hand on the back of her head and says, “Alright, go ahead with it. You’re such a good girl, I know you can do it.”
Caitlin can’t say anything in response, so she just moves forward, pressing her tongue out so that she can start eating her out. She works her tongue inside of Shauntal, hoping that she is perfectly mimicking everything that Shauntal has done to her, but of course, she has no way of knowing just how she feels, barely even able to make sense of how it feels when it happens to her. All she knows is that it is amazing, and that she wants to make Shauntal feel that good in return.
It has little to do with wanting to be mentored as a trainer now, and everything to do with wanting to keep her new friend happy, to make her as happy as she has made her. She wants to keep enjoying the times that she gets to have with Shauntal, because she feels like she has really found a place that she belongs. And, beyond that, she wants Shauntal to keep making her feel good like this, so she knows that she can’t mess this up.
Fortunately, it does not seem like she has anything to worry about there, judging from the way Shauntal cries out for her over and over again. She does not slow down, as Shauntal grips her head, screaming out as she finally comes. She is too breathless to do so verbally, but she gently pets Caitlin as a means of praising her, letting her know that she has done good.