The skinny legs that rested on Lysandre's shoulders twitched as the man unceremoniously slid a finger inside of the boy underneath him. A whimper could be heard as the finger pushed its way inside slowly. This did not deter the Kalosian, though. Far from it. If anything, the small sounds that the boy emitted egged him on more than anything.
The boy was still so incredibly tight, even around his finger. Lysandre could tell keeping himself under control once he'd put his dick in wouldn't be easy, but this only served as a fair challenge to him. Something that he'd master, as he'd mastered the art of living a double life that none of his acquaintances knew about.
"Ghetsis."
The small boy looked up at him with those big, red, beautiful eyes, and Lysandre's chest tightened at the sight. This boy... Before he went through with his plan of destroying the world, he'd make sure this remarkable boy got a reserved place in his team. Lysandre knew beauty when he saw it, and he wasn't about to let it go to waste.
"Yes, mister L-lys..."
Ghetsis trailed off, blushed and focused his gaze on the sheets beside him. Lysandre noticed he still had trouble pronouncing his name. Cute.
As his mind had trailed off, Lysandre's body worked on autopilot; he looked down and he noticed three of his fingers going steadily in and out of Ghetsis' small body. The boy in question looked on with half-lidded eyes, his breath somewhat shallow.
The Kalosian pulled out his fingers.
"Are you ready?"
After a while of hesitation, or simply trying to get back from the daze he seemed to be in, Ghetsis nodded his head. Making quick work of slicking his dick up for the occasion, Lysandre grabbed the boy's ankles, lifted up his hips slightly and thrust inside. He'd known Ghetsis would be tight but he still wasn't prepared for the actual feeling of the boy's tight, hot muscles enveloping his pulsating member. He sucked in a breath between his teeth, ceasing any movements so they'd both get used to the feeling.
Lysandre cracked an eye open to see the boy's reaction to the sudden "invasion" of his nether regions. Ghetsis was biting on his lower lip so hard that the Kalosian thought he could almost make out a small droplet of blood dribbling down the child's chin. He leaned down towards him, causing his dick to go even deeper into the boy, and gave him a light kiss, getting rid of that pesky blood.
Ghetsis moaned into the kiss; not quite a moan of pleasure, but not quite of pain either. So he was getting used to it that quickly?
As Lysandre withdrew his mouth from the boy's, their gazes locked. Blue on red.
"Don't bite your lip like that. You know you mustn't tarnish that beauty."
Ghetsis stared at him dumbfounded for a few seconds, before he swallowed and licked his bruised lips, getting rid of the rest of the blood.
"Yes, mister."
"Lysandre."
"Mister... Lys- Lysandre."
Satisfied with the boy's correct pronunciation, Lysandre smirked lightly and gave his first thrust.