Maya hummed to herself as she finished making her own version of her uncle's Hot and Sour Soup. The cabin was quiet that evening, leaving her to her thoughts. She and Grusha had recently returned from an Alolan vacation. Her parents welcomed him with open arms, and he'd had a great time learning to surf...a little anyway. He still wasn't anywhere near her level. But it was great just seeing him get out there and have fun until his leg couldn't take any more.

But now, back in Paldea, there had been an influx of Gym challengers. Apparently, a lot of tourists from other regions were eager to take on the Gyms for themselves. Normally, that wouldn't have been a problem. But Maya had heard from Kofu that he hadn't been able to attend to his restaurant for days. And Grusha had barely had a moment's rest either. Maya had spent the past few days practicing, gearing up for her second snowboard competition. It had been months since her first competition, and she'd gotten third place. She was, of course, aiming for first this time. But Grusha being absent from practice lessened her motivation. She wasn't mad, though. It was his job, after all. But she did feel bad for him because he'd come home every day exhausted. Thus, she'd come up with a plan to get him totally relaxed and stress free.

The front door opened and shut, signaling that her boyfriend was home. That was the fourth, and hopefully last, challenger of the day. It was time to put her plan into action. With the bowl of piping hot soup in hand, she went into the living room with a smile.

"Welcome back, Grusha. I made some soup to warm you up."

Grusha kicked off his boots and practically plopped onto the couch, lazily pulling off his gloves. "Thanks, babe."

The poor guy looked drained of energy. "So, did you kick their butts?" She handed him the soup and gently unwrapped his scarf from around his neck for him.

"Most of them." He took a greedy spoonful and shoveled it into his mouth. "Delicious, by the way. Just what I needed. But yeah, a lot of these challengers are coming prepared with fire and steel types. Not an easy win, I assure you."

Maya frowned. "Sounds rough. Are Cetitan and the rest of your pokemon doing alright?"

"They're fatigued but okay. I'm leaving them with the Pokemon Center overnight. Nurse Joy insisted that I not accept any more challengers until tomorrow when they've gotten proper rest."

That was excellent news. That meant the rest of his evening was free. "Well, your pokemon aren't the only ones who need to rest and relax. I'll make sure you wake up tomorrow ready and raring to go."

Grusha raised a brow. "Planning to treat me with one of those killer massages of yours?"

It was no secret that Maya had some skill with her hands. She'd gone to spas plenty of times back in Alola, and thus learned to copy the types of massages she got that eased her sore muscles after hours on the water. Grusha had learned about this talent of hers recently when he started getting too many challengers to handle.

"Maybe," Maya answered with a soft giggle. "Take off the extra layers and I can treat you now if you like."

Grusha shed his thick coat, then the lighter jacket underneath that. Once he was left in his simple sweater, Maya crawled onto the couch and fit herself into the space between his body and the back of the couch, her legs on either side of him. Since he was still eating, she was gentle when she began to massage her palms into his shoulders. A relaxed sigh left the man before he took another spoonful. Maya loved that she was able to do that for him. It filled her with delight every time she eased out the tension in his muscles. Plus, it gave her the rare chance to feel his toned figure. One wouldn't think he had much under all the layers he was usually bundled up in, but years of extreme snowboarding lingered with him. He was pretty fit.

When Grusha finished his last bit of soup, Maya pressed more firmly into his shoulders and back, ridding him of the stress built up from the day's intense battles. "Feels great..." he mumbled.

"Oh? Glad to hear it. Any other areas that are tight?"

"Lower back."

Maya lowered her hands and delicately slid them under his sweater. He shivered when her warm hands met his skin, but he melted at the contact when she started kneading out the knots. She didn't say anything once she was finished, but her hands lingered under his top, tracing random shapes into his skin. His breathing nearly stopped when her hands slid around to his abs.

"Wh-what are you doing?" Grusha choked out, shifting a bit to escape her touch.

"Relax, Grusha," she spoke against his ear, stopping him. "I'm just trying to get out all that tension." She purposefully leaned against him, pressing her breasts against his back.

Face growing slightly red, the man swallowed thickly. Her warm, gentle caresses on his stomach made him tingly, and the feeling of her chest made his imagination run wild. He'd always noticed Maya was well-endowed, but he'd always kept his eyes and his thoughts modest. But at that moment, he couldn't stop his wandering thoughts, just like how he couldn't bear to cease his girlfriend's wandering hands. One of her hands was up near his chest, tracing the muscles. The other was lower, right around the edge of his pants. The woman leaned her head over his shoulder, her warm breath hitting his ear and making him shiver.

"You've been working so hard lately," she softly told him. "I'm proud. I only wish I could've seen you battle more. I love when you get all serious and ignite that fire in your eyes."

She left a kiss just under his ear. Even though Grusha was silent aside from his heavy breathing, Maya could see the effect she was having on him. It made her smirk when she spotted the obvious bulge in his pants. It was then that her hands retracted and she pulled herself away from his body. Grusha watched her move away from him, his brows furrowed and face red. She started to get up, but his hand snatched her arm to halt her.

"Hold on, where do you think you're going? You can't just get me all wound up and then leave."

Maya innocently smiled at him. "I was going to get you a hot bath started, but if there's more you'd like me to do for you..." The man's eyes dropped down toward her chest, and she followed his gaze with a smirk. "Oh, I see what you want. Alright."

His hand let her go, and he watched her slide off the couch and onto the floor. She moved in front of him and sat on her knees, her hands resting on his legs. She was level with his lap, smiling up at him so tenderly with the slightest hint of a blush on her cheeks.

"Is this what you're wanting?" He didn't respond, only averted his gaze from hers. "You're gonna have to tell me what you want, babe."

Grusha's embarrassment swiftly turned into annoyance when he found her to be teasing and toying with him. "You know the answer already." Spreading his legs, he took her wrists and pulled her closer. "Go on. Use those hands of yours."

As soon as he released her, she slid her hands up his legs, to his thighs, and finally to the prize between them. Grusha gave a soft gasp at her touch, and she pressed her hands further against him, tracing the shape of him through the fabrics. She slowly undid his pants, but because of her sluggish pace, Grusha pushed her hands away to free himself from the confines of his underwear. Maya came face-to-face with him.

"Vaultin' Veluza. You're...so big, Grusha."

She may have taken a little too long admiring him, fanning the flames of his ego with compliment after compliment. Leaning back to relax, he guided her hands to him, moaning when she thoroughly explored his manhood. Without warning, she pulled away, forcing her boyfriend to frown.

"I didn't tell you to stop."

"I know." She started unbuttoning her shirt. "But I figured you might like this better since you were looking so intensely at these."

With each button coming undone, more and more cleavage was exposed. He couldn't deny that she was quite a sight, and he almost wanted to get up just so he could touch her for himself. It was unfortunate that her bra wasn't removed as well, but seeing her shirt hanging loosely with so little left to the imagination was enough to make him twitch with desire. Maya giggled at his enthusiasm and delicately took hold of him. To his surprise and great pleasure, she moved him under her bra to fit snugly between her breasts. A groan tore from his throat just from that. It was like being pressed between two soft, warm pillows.

"Don't let yourself go just yet," she warned. "I haven't even gotten to the best part yet."

She leaned down to take the tip into her mouth, making her boyfriend throw his head back with another sound of pleasure. His hand shot out to take hold of her hair, forcing her to stay there for a moment. As soon as his grip loosened, Maya began to slide her breasts up and down his length, kissing it whenever it poked up from between them. This simple method had Grusha, the normally ice cold guy that never loses his cool, squirming at the sensations. Within minutes, he reached his peak, and with a loud groan, he made a mess on her face and chest. It was only when he came down from his high that he fully realized what he did.

"U-um, Maya...you, uh...didn't actually have to..."

"It's fine, Grusha," she said with a smile. "I don't mind. Watching and hearing you was just as rewarding." She slid him out from between her breasts and stood. "Now, I'll go clean up and get you that bath."

She left him slouched there on the couch while she went to the bathroom. He took that time to catch his breath and fix his underwear and pants. The lustful haze slowly lifted from him. Finally, he picked himself up and went to the bathroom where Maya had just finished filling the tub for him. She smiled and went over to kiss his cheek.

"Bathroom's all yours, babe. Enjoy a hot soak."

He opened his mouth to respond, but she'd already left and shut the door behind her before he could. Grusha wanted to thank her, and as cheesy as it sounded, he wanted to let her know how much he appreciated the extra work she put in for him. He already felt a lot less tense after her massage...and the wonderful treat that came after. Deciding to just enjoy himself, he stripped and got into the tub, sighing softly at the hot water against his usually cold skin. Just soaking in there gave him a chance to think...mostly about her. She'd left him on the couch way too soon. He didn't even get the chance to properly kiss her. He'd grown really fond of her, and he truly realized it after that intimate little treat. But he kind of wanted more - much more.

It was only then that he noticed his manhood standing at attention once again. It seemed his body had enough rest and was yearning for more. Plus, he really wanted to show her how much she meant to him. He cleaned himself up and got out to dry off. His hair was down and still damp when he left the bathroom with only a towel around his waist. When he went to the bedroom, he was stunned to see her in a bikini - a new one by the looks of it. The bottom was white, and the top was blue with little white spots. She looked like an Azumarill. She was laying on her side, a sports magazine in front of her. When she looked up at him, she smiled sweetly.

"Enjoy the bath? I made sure it was hot enough to ease your muscles." She was making no attempt at hiding her roaming gaze, taking in his pale skin and toned physique. "Oh my, looks like someone got all excited...again." She giggled at the sight of the obvious tent straining against his towel.

It was then that Grusha realized something - she'd planned all that from the start. She'd planned ahead to please him after a warm meal, and for his mind to wander during the bath. That's why she was already there, on his bed in nothing but a skimpy bikini. The Gym Leader was both impressed and annoyed by this, and that fueled him to take action this time.

"You're as mischievous as an Impidimp sometimes, you know that," he finally told her. He marched right over to her, causing her to set aside the magazine and sit up. "No more games, Maya. You're gonna give me a proper treat."

A smug smirk appeared on her face. "That's what I planned to do anyway."

The man actually smirked right back at her. "I wouldn't get so cocky if I were you."

He moved onto the bed, grabbed her roughly by the hips, and pulled her onto his lap. A playful squeak escaped her, followed by a soft laugh. With her straddling him, Maya slowly moved her hips to grind against him, earning a soft gasp that matched her own. Grusha suddenly took the back of her head and pushed her close enough to kiss her. Their lips moved hungrily against one another, and their tongues fought for dominance. Maya was left panting when her boyfriend pulled back to trail kisses down her neck and to the tops of her breasts. His hands moved swiftly behind her to untie her top, tossing it aside. With her beautiful breasts exposed to him, he wasted no time in bringing his hands up to massage them while his tongue explored every inch of them before teasing the peaks. Maya moaned at the feeling, burying her hands in Grusha's long hair to keep him close and encourage him.

"And to think..." she breathed out. "Just a little while ago...you couldn't even speak...when I pleased you..."

Grusha gave a rather harsh bite to one of her breasts, causing her to yelp at the sudden pain. "Shut up or I'll have to be rough with you." His way of hiding his embarrassment was to take control of the situation. He was determined to make her flustered this time.

Maya bit her lip at his demanding tone, her hands trailing down to pull away the towel covering him. The man sighed softly upon feeling his newfound freedom, and moved his pelvis in time with hers to grind into her. He rubbed so perfectly against her clothed core that she couldn't keep from whimpering, her hands shooting up to grip his shoulders.

"G-Grusha...please... I thought you said no more games..."

The Gym Leader chuckled, lifting his face from her chest. "No more games for you, babe. It's nice to hear you begging for a change, though." He stopped his movements and let go of her, lightly pushing her off him. "Since you're so eager, then let's get on with it. I don't feel like straining my leg when I'm supposed to be relaxing." He laid back and got comfortable. "So, I want you to please me one more time tonight. Rid me of all this stress, Maya."

Maya was quick to jump up, sliding off her bottoms as quickly as she could, much to her boyfriend's enjoyment. "Leave it to me." She climbed back onto the bed and positioned herself over him, balanced on the balls of her feet. "I've got strong legs, you know."

Grusha eyed his wonderful prize between her legs and helped her to position him. Clenching his teeth, he hissed when she started to slide him in. The woman was whining, yet didn't stop until he was all the way in. They both moaned at the pleasurable sensation.

"Better than earlier..." Grusha admitted, gripping the sheets under him. "Much better. Now move."

"Anything for you, Grusha," Maya breathed out.

With her hands against his abs to help steady herself, Maya began a rather speedy rhythm. Even if he didn't ask it, she made sure to entirely envelope him every time she came down so he could be as deep as possible. Whimpers and moans of all kinds left her while she listened to the low groans and grunts of her boyfriend that encouraged her to keep going. Soon though, Grusha began to match her pace with his own unrestrained thrusts, and she figured he must've been getting close. She sped up a little, and that's when Grusha reached his peak with a loud, strangled groan. Maya felt an overwhelming flood of heat before she climaxed as well. Crying his name, she settled on him to ride out her high. Finally, the only sounds were their heavy breathing. Maya's legs were trembling, barely able to keep her up any longer. Grusha sat up to catch her in his arms, letting her fall against him. He kissed her deeply and slowly, a stark contrast to his usually rough, needy kisses.

"I love you," Maya mumbled against his lips. The shock of hearing those three simple words made the man pull back slightly. "I love you, Grusha." She hugged him tight, tucking her head under his chin. "I love you."

His heart seemed to swell with so many feelings, and a smile tugged at his lips. It felt right hearing her say that. That's how he knew he felt the same way, even if it was really uncool to admit it.

"Love you too, Maya." He held her close, relishing in the warmth of her body.

There was a long moment of silence where they caught their breaths, but then Maya just had to ask, "Did I get out all your stress and tension?"

Grusha laughed lightly, unable to help himself when she smiled at him so sweetly. "Do you even have to ask? Of course you did." He pecked her lips. "And I really, really hope you'll treat me again. Or perhaps I'll treat you next time."

Maya giggled, her cheeks slightly red from the very idea. "Next time it'll be my turn for the destressing. I have a big competition coming up, you know."

"Then it's a deal. I'll take good care of you."

To think, Maya thought that going to Glaseado Mountain to learn to snowboard wouldn't be as great as surfing. But she'd grown to love it, possibly because of Grusha being involved. And the ice type user also seemed to be a lot happier now. Maya relit that fire in him, giving him a new passion to not only coach her, but to be the best Gym Leader he could be.

And with this, Grusha's story has come to an end! Get ready for one more character coming soon, but because of a change of plans, it'll be a oneshot with a NSFW chapter.