Dim Room of Dreams

Jessie opened her eyes. At first all she saw was a blur of blackness. She was lying on a soft surface, she was rather sure it was a bed. The sheet was silky against her bare skin. When her eyes adjusted to the dim light all she could make out was a couple of candles on a near by coffee table. The bed beneath her had these amazing red sheets. She could see the candlelight refract on every crease; it awed her to no end.

She didn't know where she was, or how she got there. She closed her eyes and tried to remember it. She and James had tried to capture that brat's Pikachu again; they failed miserably, as usual. They had a feast though; not a usual can of food but a little treat of eggdrop soup they had bought from a sidewalk booth stand. It was cheap; only a nickel a bowl, so they bought a dollar's worth. She couldn't remember anything after the eating. It was like they all had passed out from such a good meal. And now she woke up here, and this wasn't the woods where she feel asleep next to James and Meowth…

A small panic started to grow inside her. She thought frantically about how she could have possibly ended up in a dark room with a nice bed and candlelight. The soup was the only out of routine thing in that day. Had the soup been drugged? And where was James? She couldn't put it all together, her head was still fuzzy, and her mind began to spin. She stood up, only to hear a familiar female voice from the dark side of the room.

"Where do you think you're going?"

"Cassidy? What are you doing here?" Jessie stared into the shadow; she could see the glimmer of the pink triangle earrings.

"That’s a very good question, Jessica, but I think I have a better one for you, what are you doing here?" Cassidy teased.

"I bet you’re behind this, aren't you?" Jessie accused. Cassidy walked out into the candlelight. She was wearing a blue overcoat

"That's what it looks like, doesn't it?" Cassidy spun around to show she must be the only one that could have been up to anything. "Here I am, --and here you are-- at last Jessie, we meet alone."

"Alone or not, I'll beat your selfish face in, you're nothing but a prissy brat!" Jessie growled. It was all becoming clear. The blue over coat was a disguise, the disguise of a soup seller on the street!

"Ohhh, no!" Cassidy wailed dramatically, and fell onto the bed. Then her wail turned into a smirk and she looked straight into Jessie's eyes while she rose. She moved close keeping consistent eye contact, "I never said anything about a fight, and this time I didn’t start on the insults, so maybe you'll take your ego and shove it up your ass… okay, Jess?"

Jessie blinked. Cassidy's face was only inches from her own, she just wanted to reach out and slap the bitch, but her hand wasn't up for it. She stood in her place and sneered at the strawberry blonde.

"I take it your done with your shit now?" Cassidy now stared solemnly into Jessie's blue eyes. Her usual smirk was now just a short straight line of seriousness.

"Okay fine, Cassidy, what games are you playing at here? Where is James? Is this something to do with your jealousy over me?" Jessie glared right back into Cassidy's serious face.

"In a way, I suppose, but not really." She took a breath, "James is asleep right where he fell asleep in the woods, I only wanted you-"

"Me? What for?" Jessie's temper was growing.

"You're truly impossible to talk to Jessie; I can't even explain myself," she shook her head and looked as if she was going to walk away, but she didn’t. In one quick motion she jumped at Jessie and pushed her down onto the bed under her weight. Jessie fought back, of course, but Cassidy had a good position above her. "Stop struggling!"

"What in the hell is a matter with you Cassidy! Get off of me!" Jessie yelled.

"Jessie," Cassidy hissed, "let's be friendsy wendsy for a minute here; a sleepover we'll call it, okay?"

"Your insane, Cassidy! James! Meowth! Someone! Help me!" Jessie screamed and struggled.

"They can't hear you…" Cassidy sighed. Jessie's struggle was decreasing. Cassidy lowered her head to Jessie's neck. She breathed softly against her skin, and let her lips tickle Jessie's ear as she spoke, "Jessie, I hate you with a passion, and with that passion I am deeply in love with you, and I think you are as in love with me as I am you: give me a night, let me show you how great I can make you feel..."

"Cassi- " Jessie tried to think of a complaint she hadn't yet used, but something was making her want to believe Cassidy's nonsense. She felt a shiver across her whole body. She wanted Cassidy's hands all over her. Cassidy kissed away at her neck, creating more shivers and yearning from Jessie. She licked along Jessie's jaw line and brought her lips to meet Jessie's.

Jessie was stubborn at first, but eventually let Cassidy's tongue slip in. The warm wet sensation of their meeting tongues made Jessie let out a slight moan. She wanted this more than she could have ever imagined. Somehow Cassidy's hand slipped up behind Jessie's shirts, and with a short quick snap her bra was loose. And in another moment she was helping to remove her own shirt. She thought Cassidy's insanity must have spread onto her, but even if that was so, she liked it.

Team Rocket shirts of white and black both fell to the floor shortly followed by gloves, bras, boots, skirts and underwear. Cassidy pulled one of Jessie's nipples into her mouth and sucked on it. She licked and nibbled until Jessie was thrusting herself at Cassidy. Jessie's hands moved up and down the curves of Cassidy's body as they met, their moist skin stuck slightly at every movement.

The night was magical; it seemed like it would last forever. Jessie went through orgasm after orgasm, and she lusted back for more. She wanted Cassidy, and somehow she knew deep inside that this would be her only night she would ever have with Cassidy. It was all like a dream, a great, great dream. Everything was perfect in that moment of life. All of her stress and worries were gone, all of them. She was happy. And in the wee hours of the new day she fell into a deep slumber with a genuine smile planted upon her face.

Cassidy stroked the long red hair for a while. She sighed, she had just had the best night of her life, and now the end had come. She slowly got dressed, not letting her eyes stray from Jessie's beautiful body. She pulled out a syringe from her pocket. A blue liquid was inside it. She went to the bed and kneeled next to her love. She took the other's left arm and quickly jabbed the syringe in, and started to push the liquid into Jessie's bloodstream. Jessie's eyes popped open at the initial jolt of the syringe entering her muscle, but she smiled when she saw Cassidy staring right back at her.

"Wha-" she began to ask.

"Shhh," Cassidy hushed her putting a single finger from her free hand upon Jessie's lips. "Sleep Jessie, remember I love you…" Jessie's eyelids began to drop slightly, "I love you t-" She mumbled in her last word of consciousness. Her eyes never closed all the way. Cassidy let a single tear drip from her eye as she removed that syringe. She watched for a moment, kneeling at the bedside while Jessie's eyes glazed over completely and her body fell completely limp.

She swallowed and then whispered to herself, as much as to Jessie, "Love and hate are very similar, and now, I've shown you the extremes of both-" She rose to her feet, staring down at the upturned corners of Jessie's mouth. "I wasn't lying when I told you I loved you. Sleep peacefully, there is no pain in store for you… good night."

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