A/N: Hey guys! Just to let you know a few things about this story:

1) It's going to be multiple chapters!

2) This is set in a psudo-7th gen where it's just the two of them traveling together

3) The boys are about 16 here

I appreciate you guys commenting!

"Wh-what?" Satoshi stammered as untieing his boyfriend, tossing the Choice Scarves on to the side table. "No, I'm not."

"Yeah, you are." Citron stared up at him, rubbing his red wrists before getting out of the bed to search for his glasses. His fair sweaty skin glowed in the late moonlight. "Wheather you want to admit it or not, you're a sex addict."

"What proof do you have?" he was searching though various sheets, finding one of their many toys. For a minute he stared at it with an unreadable expression, then he stashed it away and continued looking for the other ones.

"This is the third time we've 'done it' since we got to town. And that was," he squinted his eyes trying to see the digital clock. "less than 5 hours ago. Once in the shower, again after dinner, and then just now." He slid the frames back on his face. "Don't get me wrong, I love you, and sex is always great. But do we really need to do it SO much? My ass needs a break.."

Satoshi sat up, watching the blond wipe his mouth, neck and chest of remaining cum.

"It's not my fault you're irresistable." He winked a copper eye, sucking a vibrator clean before stashing it away too. "I mean, look at you, you're good enough to eat.."

Citron blushed, before turning to change into his boxers and Elezard nightshirt. His body ached in places he never knew possible, although that wasn't such a bad thing. He threw the shirt over his shoulders, hearing a small pop. The residual pain acted as a reminder of their heated antics, although maybe they didn't need to be so rough.

The Kanto teen sauntered to the inventor's side, giving him a brief kiss on the cheek before looking for his own clothes.

"If I recall correctly, you're the one who came on to me into the shower." He dug in his backpack, finding his toothbrush. He followed his boyfriend as he made his way out door towards the bathroom. "Remember? S-Satoshi.." He copied the blond's needy moans from earlier. "Oh.. I-I ne-"

"Shh!" their voices echoed down the Pokemon Centre's hall. Citron's cheeks were painted bright red in embarrasment. "Not right now!"

"That's not what you said earlier. Satoshi, I don't care, I c- I can't wait.. " he mimiced again, doing his best impression of Citron's sex face.

In annoyance, the blond pulled his boyfriend into him, crashing their lips together in attempt to keep him from waking up the entire boys' section of the Centre. He gave a small warning nip, as they made their way to the bathroom.

"Hehe.." Satoshi chuckled. Citron was always so cute when he was flustered. He held the door open with a very gentleman like bow to his uke, before giving the blond a slap on the ass as he entered.

"H-Hey!" he squeaked. "I told you, not in public."

"You didn't seem to mind in the shower earlier." The boy didn't respond, instead turning to the sinks with a wild blush on his cheeks. "See? You're just as a bad as I am." Satoshi smiled, squeezed the toothpaste on his brush and stuck it in his mouth.

It was pretty much an irrefutable fact that being teenage boys, their hormones typically drove them to screw like two Lopunnys on Viagra and Red-Bull. Even though Satoshi was the one to initiate it most of the time, Citron wasn't completely innocent in it either.

"Well, even if I am, which I'm not," He wagged a mechanical toothbrush at him. "I bet I can go longer without sex than you."

"No, you can't!" Satoshi mumbled through a mouthful of frothy paste. He tilted his head, admiring the brilliant magenta hickies decorating his neck.

"Yeah, I can." The blond said definitively before spitting into the sink. " Keep in mind that I'm a nerd. My kind is used to got getting laid. While you," he poked him in the arm. "can be classified as the 'hot athletic' type. It's scientifically proven that you have more testosterone and thus are more horny than me. You wouldn't last a week."

"Do I sense a challange?" The Kanto boy grinned, spitting out the toothpaste.

"Yes. Yes, you do." He returned the smirk and crossed his arms. "I challange you to a battle of sexual abstinence. Who ever makes it until we get to the next town, wins."

"Go on.." The black haired boy nodded and listening intently. He leaned against the counter, looking very confident.

"Rule one, no sex of ANY kind. That includes oral and handjobs. Rule two, no masturbation either. Finally, who ever breaks first has to..." he stopped to think, brushing his messy gold coloured hair.

"...Crossdress for an entire day. Dress, shoes, makeup and all!"

"Eh?!" the inventor's blue eyes went wide in surprise of his boyfriend's sudden (and very specific) outburst. "Uh.. okay."

"Are we aloud to tease each other?" he leaned close, nearly lip to lip. Satoshi took a lock of his boyfriend's hair and twirled it between his fingers.

"I-I guess that's alright.." the inventor blushed.

"Cool!" The Kanto boy gave him a quick kiss, then stepped back. "Well?" he extended a hand, wanting to make the deal. His face was full of determination, just like in every other kind of battle. "Are you in?"

Citron hesitated, not really liking the idea of if he lost, having to wear glittery heels or lipstick. But, feeling confident enough that Satoshi would crack before him, he sealed the deal, grabbing his hand.

"I'm in! Battle, Start!"

Thanks for reading!

If you guys have any ideas that the boys can use to get the each other to give in, leave it in the comments. I'll credit you! :)