"Mmm, Professor," you moaned softly. You were melting under his skilled hands and mouth and he knew it, making sure you knew it too as he smirked against your mouth.

"Don't call me that," Green replied, his voice husky as he lowered his head and nipped your earlobe like it was candy, rolling it around in his teeth. "Makes me feel like you're talking to Gramps instead of me." His hot hands slid down the sides of your body, curving over your breasts slowly, trailing down your stomach and coming to rest, cupped, on your hips.

"He's married," you said, dismissing the topic with a flick of your wrist as you slipped your own hands underneath the material of his shirt, moving them around so that they were on the smooth muscular plane of his back. "Besides," you continued, digging your fingernails lightly into his back. "You know you love being called that. I can tell."

He froze, a shudder ripping through him as you dug your fingernails into his back again, with more pressure than the last time. His eyes opened a crack to meet yours, dark with desire.

"And," you added, "there'll be a time when you take over Oak's position as the world famous Professor of Kanto. You've got the brains for it, the talent, and the looks. So don't deny it." You grinned when Green took your mouth again for a mind-blowing kiss, one that left you breathless and dizzy when he finally pulled back. You managed to whisper, "I want you, Professor. I want you so bad."

Green groaned as you placed an open-mouthed kiss on his neck, lingering just for a moment to nip his skin, sucking it ever so gently.

"Won't you make love to me?" you murmured.

He didn't even hesitate. "I'll make you forget your own name," he growled in warning as he shoved you back against the wall, trapping you in between the wall and his solid body.

"Please do~"

EXTENDED ENDING:

Red raised his hand, ready to knock on Green's door. He had Charizard's Poke Ball in hand—the brunette had lent him the Pokémon as transportation for the Pokémon Safari Competition earlier today, which had gone great, Red had come in second, so close to the winner. But that was okay, he'd caught some really cool Pokémon and now he was returning Charizard right back to its owner.

He was about to knock when he heard,

"Ah~! Professor!"

Followed by a throaty, almost inaudible, "Nnng…(N-Name) —"

"Oh God!"

All the color drained from Red's face and he stood there for a moment, unable to do anything but blink at the wood barricade looming in front of him that was the door. Then realization hit him and he put two and two together to get thirteen and he spun around and tore down the stairs, Charizard's Poke Ball clutched tightly in his hand as he went to search for Daisy.

"Daisy! Professor Oak's up in Green's room with (Name) and I don't think they're discussing battle techniques!"