Author's Note: This story is about two friends who have casual sex. It's a romance story and will not have any swearing or scenes detailing sex acts. However, there will be sexual innuendos and a reasonable amount of mature content at times. I have listed this story as T as there will not be anything that I consider out of control, but if anyone thinks I should change the listing to M please don't hesitate to let me know and I will change it over. If you are not comfortable with reading such material, please press the "back" button on your browser and find another story. I am not a huge fan of Author's Notes but I hope you all enjoy, and just know that this story was inspired by "I Am Lu" who's writing skills got me so excited about Pokemon that I decided to write my own completely unrelated story. If you want to see the best Pokemon story on FanFiction, check out her story "The Ash Connection".

Dawn sat in silence in the passenger seat of the car. Paul, a guy with lavender coloured hair was in the driver's seat. The radio echoed in the background but no one dare hum or tap to the music coming from it. The mood was tense and awkward and they had no choice but to wait out the drive.

As they entered her drive way Paul parked the car. More silence.

Dawn thought carefully for a minute and decided it was time for her to face the music. Turning towards Paul she began, "Look Paul I-" but she could no longer speak, as her lips were covered with his own. He was kissing her. And as surprised as she was, she loved it.

They continued for a couple of minutes until Paul pulled away and turned back to facing the window. Dawn was shocked. She didn't know what to say so she just sat their silently with her mouth slightly agape.

After opening and closing her mouth to talk a few times she finally settled on "Do you want to come in?"

He looked at her face, she was dead serious. The pause seemed to take forever, but he nodded and they got out of the car. As they walked up her driveway however she felt his hand graze her arm as he stopped her. She wasn't sure why he had stopped. Surely not just to look at her. Upon closer inspection she realised he was slowly edging closer and closer to her. Extremely slowly, Dawn thought for sure the suspense was going to kill her. She had nowhere else to go as her back was finally against the rendered wall of her porch.

As he was edging forward, he couldn't help but take his time as he took in her scent, noting she smelled like strawberries and looked into her beautiful, big, sapphire eyes. The way they shone in the moonlight was breathtaking. With his hand on the wall he moved in closer and closer, his breath tickling her skin.

She didn't dare pull away, she simply waited. Her breath hitched as he came in closer and closer until finally, he kissed her once more. Her mind was racing…How did he manage to make her feel so…alive?

He once again pulled away but this time he didn't move. His eyes were still closed, his breath still lingering as he stood above her, no more than an inch away from her face. He was easily 6 foot tall and despite the six inch heels she was wearing she was at least half a head shorter than him, if not shorter.

She slowly opened her eyes, his eyes still closed. She whispered, "You don't have to be embarrassed with me Paul."

Slowly he opened his eyes to meet hers. Nearly losing control right then and there, he took a deep breath in an attempt to compose himself. Looking back into her eyes, which were full of confusion yet staring deeply into her eyes made him feel so at home. It was as if he had filled a void deep inside himself that he didn't even know he had. He hadn't felt this way in a long time. Her beautiful blue hair blew softly in the light breeze. It was the middle of summer in Sinnoh, and the night was relatively warm. Luckily it didn't feel too hot as the wind seemed to ease the humid air.

Dawn tilted her head upwards and kissed him once more, he responded passionately. It was as if they were letting more and more frustration out with every kiss. It was amazing.

She pulled away and he frowned slightly. "Do you want to come in?" She quietly repeated her words from earlier.

He nodded once more and she opened her door and let him inside. Her apartment was modern and brand new. She had had built it from scratch through a local architect. It was the best idea she'd ever come up with – it allowed her to build a walk in robe the size of a large bedroom. Plus the ensuite she had decided to put in was exactly to her taste. She really loved her apartment.

Paul had never been to her place before, so he was having trouble concealing his amazement at how nice it was. It was a bit too bright for his liking but he figured it was perfect for Dawn.

She placed her bag on her entry table and walked into the kitchen. "Can I get you anything to drink? I have vodka." She stated.

"Yeah that would be good" He said. They had shared the same friends for years but they had never quite seen eye to eye. It was simple, he called her troublesome, and she simply loathed him in return. But tonight things had changed. Even before he had kissed her.

They had been out at Leaf and Gary's House warming. They had been dating for two years and had decided to take the next step – living together. The gang had decided to play truth or dare, and Dawn had been dared to give Paul a lap dance as a joke. As embarrassing as she thought it was, she had done it. Everything had been funny until Paul had cracked it. He seemed furious but he simply said he didn't want to play the game and sat inside for the rest of the night. She was upset; she certainly hadn't wanted to do it. It was just supposed to be funny.

What was worse was that it was because of the whole 'lap dance' incident that Dawn had decided to try and leave a bit early so things wouldn't be so awkward. Apparently Paul had the same idea, so as they both had got up to leave, Ash had insisted that Paul give Dawn a lift home. She sighed as she remembered the death glare Paul had given Ash – who was one of the friends in their little 'group'.

Dawn sighed pouring two glasses of Vodka mixed with orange juice. She was so confused, she certainly needed a drink. She picked up the two glasses and walked over to where Paul was sitting on the couch, handing him one. He offered her a slight smirk as thanks and took a sip of his drink.

"Wow that's strong" he said, his face contorting as if he was eating ten sour lemons.

"Yep, thought it would help with the awkwardness…do you want to talk about earlier yet?" She asked plainly.

Paul glared at her for a moment before he sighed; "No, not really". They each took another sip of their drink, sitting in silence for a few minutes.

"I liked it," Paul said, looking at his glass.

"What?" Dawn said, surely he wasn't talking about earlier? She was silent waiting for him to continue.

"You know what" He said quietly whilst still refusing to look at her.

"You liked my lap dance?" She asked.

"Well I didn't think I did until…" He trailed off still staring into his drink, swirling it around a few times.

"Until what?" She blinked, confused until she realised. "Oh…"

"Yep".

They continued to sip their drinks until Dawn got up to grab the vodka bottle, bringing it over to the couch with them.

She giggled.

"What troublesome?"

"Do you think I'm attractive Paul?" Dawn sat on the couch on her knees now drinking straight vodka out of the bottle.

"No" He said simply.

"Are you sure?" She said with her best seducing voice on.

"No." He said. He mentally slapped himself, "I meant yes".

She had now moved over to him on her hands and knees on the couch, she took a swig of the bottle of vodka and leant in close to his ear.

She whispered, "How sure are you?"

He took a long gulp of vodka then slammed it down on the table standing up. She looked hurt.

"Paul why do you always have to get mad at everything!"

He didn't answer.

"Oh sure you just get mad every time we're joking just like today when we were having fun and I was dared to give you a lap dance then you just up and left because you-" She stopped. Dawn then realised why he had gotten up again and smiled shyly. "Oh."

He once again ignored her and grabbed the bottle of vodka. Talking had never really been his strong point after all. He sculled for a few seconds, still standing. In such a short time, they had already drunk three quarters of the bottle. He slowly walked over to her and handed her the bottle. She too sculled for a few seconds before placing the bottle on the table.

He did the same once again, until the bottle was finished. Dawn wasn't sure what came over her but she just wanted to rip Paul's clothes off. Had he always been this attractive?

She stood up walking slowly towards him.

"Paul when did you get this sexy?" She asked as she began trailing a finger over his chest, undoing the top two buttons.

A low growl came from Paul's throat but he didn't move or say anything, but he certainly didn't try to stop her either. He wasn't sure if it was the alcohol or not but he was sure he wanted this. Dawn had closed the distance between them, pushing her petite body right up against him, whilst slowly pushing him into the wall behind them. She started placing kisses along his neck before moving slowly to his chest. His head rolled back in delight as she lightly nipped at his skin, slightly sucking and as a result leaving a few little red marks. After Dawn had undone the last button of his shirt, he helped her slide it off his shoulders and push it to the ground. She momentarily stopped, taking in what she saw. Paul was gorgeous! He had a six pack adorning perfectly tanned skin. His snail trail leading downwards, a well-defined V sitting on either side above his jeans; she barely stopped herself from drooling. It's not as if either of them were new to sex, and even though Dawn had seen a lot of good bodies, none of them came close to Paul's. Even sober she would probably admit that he really took care of himself and man was she grateful.

Dawn was snapped from her thoughts as she felt herself being engulfed by two hands and big, strong arms. He easily picked her small form up and placed her on the couch, slowly climbing over her. Their lips reunited in another one of their passionate kisses. It was as if all of her loneliness was being matched by all of his frustration, all of their feelings being placed on the table as they enjoyed every fibre of the other one's being.

It was now Paul's turn to trail kisses down Dawn's neck. His hands roamed her body, gripping every part of her tightly before moving on to another area of her. He allowed her to sit up as he unzipped her dress and pulled it gently over her head. Her hair was now messed up and she looked much better for it. He stopped for a minute to look at her body. She was wearing a black and pink lacy bra with a matching g-string. She looked at him questioningly and he brought his lips to meet her ear.

"You're beautiful," He whispered. Paul didn't allow her to answer; he had already wasted enough time trying not to ravish her right then and there.

He let himself be rolled over so Dawn could take charge on top. She quickly unbuttoned his jeans, leaving a trail of kisses down his stomach just to the edge of his boxers. Standing up, she grabbed his hand and slowly began to lead him to her bedroom.

The next morning Dawn awoke to the glorious smell of bacon and eggs. As she began to sit up in bed, she automatically let a hand slip to hold her head as if that would stop it from pounding before laying straight back down. Slowly, the events of the previous night started to come back to her, the party, the game of truth or dare, Paul driving her home and the Vodka, her eyes grew wide as she realised that her and Paul had slept together.

"Oh my god," she muttered as she quickly rushed to put some clothes on. Walking out to the kitchen she saw a shirtless Paul, slaving away over the stove.

"Morning," He said, not bothering to look around. "We have, bacon, eggs, toast, baked beans and my speciality, hash browns." He winked as he handed her a plate and smirked.

Dawn smiled; she was surprised. Paul had never been one to show anyone what he was feeling. He was more reserved, and as far as she knew, he was only really comfortable with Gary and his brother Reggie, and even that wasn't a consistent thing. As she was thinking she realised it was nice to see him so carefree and, dare she say, happy for once.

"Thank-you," She said as she started to eat. They ate in silence for a while, just enjoying each other's company.

"So, last night was-," Dawn paused trying to think of the right word.

"Fun?" Paul suggested.

"Yeah," Dawn agreed, "it was very fun. But ah, is there anything we should talk about? You know, to prevent things from getting…well awkward."

"Now that you mention it, yes. I haven't had that much fun in such a long time. And dating is just something that never really works out for me," He laughed awkwardly as he continued, "And I know you don't really have the time to date either."

Dawn looked at him questioningly to continue, she wasn't sure what he was getting at.

"I was thinking we could try to be friends with benefits." Paul watched her mouth fall agape, and then close again. She now had a thoughtful look on her face.

"Friends with benefits," She repeated slowly.

"Well, if you wanted to. It's okay if you don't want to it's just that, last night was so relaxed and well I bet even you can't deny that we work pretty well together…if you know what I mean. The point is I'd really like to do this again".

Her face suddenly adorned a sly look. "I see you're point, but I think I might need a little more convincing." She said, trying to supress a giggle.

"Oh really," Paul said as he smirked and leaned over the island bench top towards her. He slowly closed in and kissed her. Then he reached for her empty plate and started to do the dishes, ignoring her completely. She was a bit disappointed that her plan didn't work. Watching him do the dishes, he was almost done with only their cutlery left to clean. She stood up abruptly.

"I think I could use a shower. I feel so-" She paused trying to get a reaction out of him, "dirty."

Paul watched her walk off, slowly sliding her hips from side to side. It took him about 10 seconds to drop what he was doing and follow her to the shower.

They had spent the entire day together, the shower, of course did take up a fair bit of that time. After that they had moved back to the bedroom, later on to the couch, and after ordering pizza for dinner, they may have indulged themselves on the kitchen bench. At 8pm Paul had to leave, he had a heap of work to get done before he had to go back to work Monday.

"Are you sure you want to go?" Dawn said, placing a few kisses on his cheek and jaw bone. It was amazing how much their friendship had changed in the last 24 hours and even more amazing when you considered how well they had both adjusted. It was weird to think that sex would make them all of a sudden get along. She supposed that the more she thought about it, the more she realised that maybe their fights had caused all of this sexual tension that she'd never noticed before.

"I'm positive I don't want to go. But I have to," Paul replied playfully, "But I'll see you in the next few days, maybe I can show you my bedroom ceiling". He kissed her quickly before she could reply and then left her house.

After standing still with a look of surprise on her face, Dawn walked back into the kitchen and sighed, tomorrow was not going to be nearly as much fun. She went to her phone on the kitchen bench and noticed she had a heap of missed calls from Leaf. Placing the phone to her ear, she decided to call her back. After a few rings, the other line was picked up.

"Hey! Where have you been? Are you okay? I've been trying to reach you for hours!" Leaf practically screamed into the phone.

Wincing from the yelling in her ear, Dawn replied, "I'm fine, relax, what's up?"

"No one has heard from Paul since last night, was everything okay when he dropped you off?" Leaf asked, worry shining through her voice.

"Ohh, yeah he was fine," Dawn said, trying to sound nonchalant.

"He's fine," Leaf repeated, disbelievingly.

"Yep".

"And you're not going to complain about him?" Leaf said, her voice coming across as shocked.

Dawn mentally slapped herself, for some reason she just didn't think that Leaf would approve of what her and Paul were doing. Not to mention, her and Paul hadn't discussed whether this was a secret or not. After silently debating with herself about whether or not to tell her, she decided against it and started to think of something that she could complain about. Leaf would know something was up if they suddenly started being nice to each other. If this was to remain a secret they'd have to keep up appearances in front of their friends.

"Well I mean, obviously he's still Paul. He was such a jerk to me in the car. Even after I tried to cut him some slack about the dare thing," Dawn lied.

"Ohh, yeah I wonder what he was so annoyed about," Leaf mused, "Anyway, I really need to get dinner finished, thanks for coming last night. We should go shopping next week. Does Tuesday sound okay?"

"Tuesday's great," Dawn said distractedly, "See you then."

Dawn hanged up the phone and sighed. What was she going to do for the rest of the day?

After contemplating her options, she decided to get a head start on her work for the week. Dawn was an author. She had written a romance series a few years ago that was a huge success. Now she worked on a column in her favourite magazine, Rouge. Before that she had worked on a column in Homes Magazine, which is what had inspired her to build her house from scratch instead of just buying an established property. Currently, Rouge Magazine was not her only column; she wrote political pieces and on occasion a few columns for the romance section as a guest in The Local which was the national Sinnoh Newspaper. These guest columns weren't consistent though as sometimes she would write every day for two weeks, and other times once monthly. She loved her work, however, and appreciated every opportunity she had been presented with.

Sitting down at her laptop, she figured she might as well get writing on her next column. Setting herself up by positioning her chair correctly and organising her keyboard, she started to flick through her old columns. Sure, she had written plenty of columns in her time at Rouge, and she really loved her job, but lately she had just felt so flat in terms of writing. Her last four columns had been on topics for the single woman, she had been so un-inspired. She didn't want to bore her readers, but it had been so hard to talk about love and romance when she just didn't have anything exciting going on in that department.

In a split second, she sat up straight. Something inside her brain had clicked. She could talk about her new found sex friendship. Her eyes were suddenly wide with excitement as she opened up a new blank document and furiously began typing.

After spending at least three hours writing, then editing and re-reading just to double check, it was finally complete and in her opinion, it was pretty damn perfect. For the first time in months she was actually excited to write, she had even spent the previous half an hour writing up mock titles of her upcoming columns. She looked at the words on the page in front of her:

DIRTY LITTLE SECRETS

She stifled a laugh. She would nearly die if Paul ever read this. Firstly she had decided to write about how to discuss the agreement with a future sex friend. Secondly, she had thought it would be important to offer advice on rules to put in place. This was something she was definitely going to bring up with Paul when she saw him next. Dawn had finished the article with a list of possible benefits from a sex friend and a few tips on exciting surfaces to take advantage of with your sex friend.

Smiling, she decided it was time to get to bed; after all it was nearly twelve o'clock. She changed and slid under her new Egyptian silk sheets all the while thinking over the events of the past forty-eight hours before slowly drifted off to sleep.

The Next Day

Dawn couldn't wipe the grin off her face. She had met up with her editor that morning who had approved all of her ideas to spice up her column. If Dawn wasn't mistaken, her editor had even seemed really excited to see what Dawn's new idea entailed. The new issue of Rouge Magazine was to be released tomorrow, and Dawn had changed her article last minute just in time before the issue went to print. She couldn't wait to see what her readers would think! Dawn usually got a little bit of fan mail, asking for advice and things that they wanted to be incorporated into her column. She wanted to please her readers and now she would be doing just that.

As if that wasn't cool enough, she had gotten a call from the editor of the Local, Wallace, who wanted her to cover starting in two weeks for their business writer who was going on Paternity leave for a month. She was pretty excited about it because lately she had been continuously requested for politics or romance at the Local and it would be nice to do something different for a little while. He hadn't filled her on the details, just that she would be interviewing some up and coming businesses around Sinnoh over the next few weeks week and writing articles on her findings for the paper.

To finish an already glorious day, she decided to go shopping to buy some new work wear as she would need to make a lot more corporate appearances in the upcoming months.

After spending two hours looking around, Dawn decided to stop for a banana smoothie before heading home. Her shopping trip had been quite successful so far, and she had spent a fair bit of money on a new pair of designer shoes and about 5 new work outfits.

On her way out of the mall, she saw a Victoria's Secret Lingerie store. Dawn loved lingerie, but she hadn't been too particular about buying anything new in her recent single months. Smirking to herself, she decided to look inside. After all, she was going to be having a lot more intimate moments with her newly found sexy buddy.

An hour later, Dawn exited the store with 3 big bags full of new lingerie and sleep wear. Laughing to herself, she began to walk back to her car, Paul would definitely not be able to keep his hands off her now.