[attr="class","monty"]He savored every touch, every movement, Ameena provided for him. For once in his life, Montgomery gave himself away wholly, finally easing his tense muscles and worried mind.

For at least now, his thoughts were void, except for her.

He'd make it known, with gentle touches and sweet nothings that only she would hear in the confines of these four walls. And when he could do the same for her, he ensured that he worshipped her as the goddess she was.

It was as sweet a dream as any before.

Even as Montgomery gave a bit of his soul to her in those moments of solitude, he yearned to never leave this world they were carefully crafting. Where the tensions of war was gone and allegiances meant nothing. His dedication belonged to her.

Montgomery had no idea what to name this feeling. But it was electrifying.

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[attr="class","monty"]Ameena's hands were deft in shucking away his clothing, each piece peeling from his skin and dropping to the floor forgotten. He hardly had a moment's reprieve to consider how bashful he might find himself under her discerning eye.

No one had made him feel like this before. It felt like he regressed to his teenage age, blushing under the gaze of someone naked for the first time.

That feeling was a fleeting moment, as she began to shuck away her own clothing. A feral fire burned in the pit of his stomach as his hands moved on their own accord, pulling material from her body as she had done to him.

Her words, accompanied with her finger trailing down his bare skin, sent goosebumps down his spine.

"Spoil me a little, won't you? I promise to return the favor," Montgomery replied, his hand sliding down her bare back and resting at the lower curvature of her back.

"I can't promise to hold back." He pulled her onto his mattress, engulfing himself in her once more.

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[attr="class","monty"]Montgomery felt like this was a dream. With her leaning into him, pressing close, and whispering words that were equally as dangerous as team Rocket, he fell into her trance.

"Me too."

Their kiss was gentle, slow, as if he was savoring each moment. They were away from watchful eyes, away from League and Rocket alike. It was just them in this world. And that was something he could get used to.

It wasn't until a moment later that he pressed forward, coming to push Ameena closer to the wall and grow a bit more desperate. His lips left hers, trailing kisses down her jaw to her neck. He could worship every inch of her and still be a sinner.

"My room... right here," he announced, though his mouth was still too busy against her skin to make coherent sentences.

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[attr="class","monty"]Montgomery noticed the change in her demeanor, and there was a regret he felt about bringing her. Was it too much? Surely it was better than what she had previously imagined.

"Okay." That was the best answer he could give her.

The door closed, locked securely. In his home, everything seemed bare. There was minimal decor, and his living area looked too clean for someone to be living there at all times.

"Hey..." Montgomery reached for her hand, touching it gently before holding it in his. "Look at me."

When he assured that he had her attention, he reached down, touching her cheek. "We're safe here."

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[attr="class","monty"]"The fact that yer doubting me hurts. Have I ever wronged you before?"

Let's not count the countless arrest attempts and him shooting her in the shoulder. Montgomery was quite the gentleman.

"Home." It was a simple word, but it was Montgomery's only true safe haven, for the time being. He got out of the car, walking to open her door and lead her to his front door. At the door's side rest his rocking chair, where he drank his coffee and smoked his cigarettes in the morning.

Montgomery unlocked the door, looking back at her. "I can trust you here, right?"

Ameena wouldn't dox his location to Rocket, not after the takeover in the city. If she trusted him, he needed to trust her.

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[attr="class","monty"]Her hand burned like an imprint on his leg, all too close to somewhere in particular he did not want her to get ahold of. At least not right now.

He hoped she didn't see his grip tighten on the steering wheel or notice the way he drew in a sharp breath.

"I'm takin' you somewhere no one's been before. Consider this a gift." Montgomery reached for her hand, slapping it away.

"And paws off. Patience is a virtue," he teased her, flashing a cocky grin.

It didn't take much longer for them to reach his land, pulling into the long gravel driveway. He parked the car, indicating for them to exit. "C'mon. I don't know how much time we got."

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[attr="class","monty"]Montgomery considered himself a reasonable man. But, in the hands of ameena abadi, reason flew out of the window. If Navy could see him right now, he'd have a few words to say. Maybe he'd take his badge.

It was considered a win for him that at the very least, he knocked them out.

"Jumpin' the gun, ain't ya? Didn't you want to avoid the cuffs at all cost?" he teased her, swooping down to pick them up from the side of the room her LUCARIO had knocked them to.

They rested at his side, for now. Montgomery knew that some time, in the morning, he'd regret it. Or maybe he wouldn't, and he'd find himself in a hole dug deeper than it was before.

But he wasn't thinking with his head.

He led her outside from the back, gentlemanly opening the door to his patrol car before cranking it. "Hmm. Maybe I need to teach you a few things about discipline."

They sped away. He'd been half tempted to turn his sirens on, to make the drive to Petalburg quicker.

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[attr="class","monty"]He shouldn't do this. He shouldn't be so interested in her, a Rocket, someone he was trying to avoid. And yet, somehow, he felt her drawing him in as a force he couldn't fight.

Somehow, her hands were reaching for his face, and her lips were coming upon his.

This time, though, it wasn't a dream. It was all entirely real, and he could reach out to her without fear of her disappearing. Somehow, instead of pulling away, he was pulled into her. Montgomery's hands found themselves resting against her thighs, his eyes shut closed, as he savored her.

Only for a moment. He pulled back, though he didn't leave her space.

"Fine. I'm detainin' you... for your deeds." That sounded stupid.

"We ain't goin' to Dewford. C'mon."

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[attr="class","monty"]While she was relaxed, Montgomery held his guard up. She could easily slip into his mind with those sly words of hers, sweet as honey, and filled with temptation. He knew that if he wasn't careful, he was going to break.

Though, would breaking truly be that bad?

"How much of it do you remember?" he asked, hesitant to step out into the void of unknown. Though, Ameena's comment made it rather evident she remembered it all. So, did she remember his confession about being tied to Rocket in Unova?

Montgomery huffed, raising a quirked brow at her. "Ya really think somethin' like that is a good idea with your unconscious goons 'round?" Yet, he found himself stepping closer to her, until he realized his feet stopped him just in front of her, a top the box.

"Yer somethin', thinkin' that I wouldn't just force you to come back to Dewford with me. Do you really believe that I can be swayed easily?"

Yes.

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[attr="class","monty"]Realization hit him. "The HEALING PULSE. That was you." Her damn GARDEVOIR. It was a good thing she didn't have her out, or else Montgomery would try to rip her head off.

SKARMORY was dead because of her. But, she had just as strong a vendetta on him with her MAGERNA.

He huffed, his head tilting back down more comfortably. "I dunno. Some Rocket. I didn't catch her name when she was tryin'ta stab me." The mark she'd left on his thigh was large and pink, finally healed over after his hospital stay.

"I've been tryin'ta find her name. If she had a file somewhere. All I know 'bout her is that she was comin' for Navy. And I attacked her first."

It appeared Hana was just as much a mystery to her as she was to him.

"Why are you concerned about it? I'm your enemy. You should hope she kills me so you don't have to." It was a bold claim. But he needed to prod the URSALUNA, wake it up, and see how she reacted. In the dream world, Ameena had been quick to follow his embrace.

What did that mean?

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[attr="class","monty"]Montgomery opened his mouth to say something in retaliation. But he found himself unable to. He clenched his teeth, giving off a tch sound and obeyed like a dog. The pistol slowly lowered, until his hand put it back into its holster where it belonged.

He was beginning to wonder if Aoki Hana was becoming more spot on with her insults. A fucking dog.

"I didn't want to kill you," he mumbled, averting his gaze briefly. Though, she was right. The war, or the first of many battles, was over. Right now, it didn't have to be League versus Rocket.

Just Ameena and Montgomery.

That thought terrified him even more. She knew by now how capable she was of flipping the switch and getting him down on his knees. At the very least, he could maintain his values.

"How do you know about my neck?" Montgomery didn't recall seeing her nearby when Hana's blade threatened to end his life. The wound burned as he mentioned it, a reminder that he was just human.

He took one slow step forward, pausing briefly, before taking another. Ensuring that he was out of arms reach — because he remembered how she had choked him in his dream — he tilted his head up. Only slightly, just enough for her to see the scar and him to keep his eyes on her.

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[attr="class","monty"]The cuffs flew to the other side of the room, and Montgomery reached for his side. His pistol was drawn, ready and aimed at her.

Though, he didn't shoot. If anything, it was a more dramatic display of intimidation that ameena abadi did not fall for. It was rather unfortunate for him that she saw through his disguise.

He reached for his face, pulling off his mask. His hair tumbled down his back, and Montgomery's face held a neutral expression. Still, his gun was aimed at her.

"Didn't have much of a choice. You wanted to kill me. I just took the more peaceful approach," Montgomery claimed. She was still breathing. He could've put a bullet between her eyes when she had fallen to sleep with the SING.

He should have. But he couldn't.

"Stay outta this. Please."

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[attr="class","monty"]It was strange, putting on a mask once again. But, Montgomery was going undercover, and his identity as deputy of Dewford would ruin the entire collaboration. There was an exchange going on in Lavaridge, and he needed to find out who was the ring leader behind it.

So, in his disguise, he made his way to the meeting point. A few Rocket individuals only nodded in greeting, which he reciprocated as he went to the back of the building.

"The war took a toll on everyone. That's why we have to find as many of these Pokemon as possible. Once they turn shadow, they'll be a great asset to us," someone began to speak.

Ringleader. Bingo.

Montgomery stood to the side, waiting for an ample opportunity to strike alone. Once the other grunts left, he approached... and attacked. He swept the back of the his legs. The man fell, causing a stir.

Damn. He had to get this guy in cuffs and make an exit.

Little did he know, ameena abadi was in the vicinity. And she was one person she didn't want to run into.

"Shit."

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