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Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Satoshi Tajiri, Nintendo and Shogakukan Comics. This non-profit, non-copyright infringing fanfiction belongs to me under international copyright laws and taking it is plagiarism. Thank you. Phantomness bows
Notes: for telepathy, for thoughts, italics if a pokemon talks
Warnings: LEMON, and some Hedgeshipping (Lt. Surge x Brock)
Chapter 10
The Elite Four member looked at Ash. “It’s all right, Ash. I understand now.”
“You do?” He asked hopefully.
Lance nodded. “Ash, you should have just told me you loved someone else from the beginning. I wouldn’t have put you under pressure like this-.” He was about to say more when Ash grabbed him by the collar of his jumpsuit and kissed him hard.
“That’s not what I meant.” Ash hissed. “I love you!”
“I just said I loved you.”
Ash looked up at Lance, and he was too innocent like that that the Dragon Master absolutely had to kiss him. The younger teen made a noise halfway between a squeak and a purr, but he obviously liked it.
They managed to make it back to their hotel room before they lost any clothing. Lance fumbled for the card key in his hands, and then the door clicked shut behind him and he kissed Ash again, hard enough to bruise.
Those kissable lips parted underneath his, and then they stumbled to the bed. Ash moaned as his jeans and jacket were tugged off, but gave no resistance as he hastily yanked his boxers down.
Lance’s hands clamped down on his thighs, parting his legs. Ash squeaked, watching as Lance grabbed the hand cream from his bedside table and squirted some on his hands. Then a slick finger pushed into his entrance, and he moaned.
“You want this?” The smoky voice washed over him. He could only nod in response as the digit worked deeper inside, penetrating him.
He arched slightly off the bed, gasping for breath. Oh Mew…
Lance hissed as he pressed the head inside. The teen was moaning, obviously enjoying it. He pressed harder, and then Ash arched up against him, impaling himself and trying to work more of Lance’s shaft into his body.
“Please… more….”
A low chuckle came from the man, as he thrust hard into Ash’s body. They moved together for hours, cum soaking the sheets beneath them as they came again and again… Ash clamped down on his lover’s pole, milking every drop of seed from him, as Lance groaned and deepened his motions.
He just couldn’t stop…
Finally, his limp prick slid from Ash’s hole. The brown-eyed trainer gave him an adoring look.
“I won a three day, two night stay at the hotel in Gateon Port…” He breathed. “Want to come with me?”
“How could I say no?”
Ash stretched luxuriously as he curled up next to Lance. He was looking forwards to that…
Brock blinked blearily as someone sat down next to him at the bar. He downed another gulp of beer.
“Can’t believe he turned me down…” He slurred. “Still can’t get a guy…”
Surge clapped him on the back companionably. Brock had done well – second place in the Ultra Tournament! That was quite an achievement!
“Let me buy you a drink, buddy.”
Brock was too drunk to complain. He nodded.
Surge came back with straight whisky for himself and a double for Brock. “Cheers.”
The rock trainer nodded, and reached for the glass. “Nobody loves me, hic…”
“Don’t be like that!” He snapped, affronted. “There’s more to life than girls.”
“Wassn a girl…”
Brock continued, morosely. “Don’ know why… he was my best friend…”
At this point, the Vermillion Gym Leader began to put two and two together. “You asked Ash out?”
He drooped and nodded.
“Tough luck.” He said sympathetically.
Brock buried his face in his hands.
The blue-eyed man gulped as Brock began to cry loudly. The bartender gave him a dirty look. With a sigh, Surge hoisted Brock up.
“Come on, lover boy. No sense in letting you freeze here.”
He dragged Brock back to his hotel room, unsurprised when the man began to paw at him. Well, it was just a one-off, right?
Even so, when they woke up the next morning, Brock didn’t scream. He just studied the military man quietly.
Maybe…
Maybe he could still find his happily after all.
End Fic
Completed 1/21/08
YES! I hope it wasn’t too introspective-y. I couldn’t decide whether I wanted Ash and Lance to make love slowly and sensually, or have Lance throw Ash to the bed and ravish him. Heh. So that took some pondering… and all of my fans (the three I asked) said to write both!
Finally some lemon, eh? Took long enough…
I hope you like it, pokefanco0812!