Alright, I've finally done it. I made a lemon. Now I know I said I'd never do it, but I figured it would help the story. Sue me. Anyway, I received a bit if help from another author(Clamorem Luporum), you should read his stories, they're really good. Anyway, here's my first lemon.

Chapter 7: Something Special

Just to clarify, this is happening in the time period between the first round of the tournament, and the second round.

(Present)

I looked over at Simon, who seemed to be thinking.

"What's wrong Si?"

He shook his head quickly.

"Nothing, it's just something you're not telling me...You remember after that argument, you guys agreed to do something special? You never told me what you guys did..."

We both turned red, and got up, about to leave the room.

"That's not important. We just hung out, nothing more nothing less."

We both left, and went to our room. I sighed, and sat on our bed.

"I honestly forgot we had done that until now..."

I scratched the back of my head.

"So did I. But we were pushed into it. Not like we planned it."

Wesley chuckled.

"Yeah, that best friend of yours did..."

(Liz's P.O.V.)

"Alright guys, I know you noticed that the relationship between Ivan and Wesley has been dwindling. I say it's up to us to help them fix it!"

I was sitting at the park with Kyle, Lyle, and Cameron. We all knew that Wesley was moving away, and that him not being able to see Ivan anymore was bothering him. We also knew that Ivan was dealing with some family issues and it's getting to him. He seemed to be a whole lot angrier lately and no one knows why. Kyle put his hands up.

"Their relationship is fine."

I shushed him, and put a finger on my mouth, signaling for him to be quiet. Lyle gave me a questioning look.

"What can we do, it's like we know everything about what's going on with them. How can we know that whatever it is you're planning won't just make everything worse."

I pointed a finger upward.

"Well, I've known Ivan since I was a kid, therefore I know what will and will not make him upset. And you've known Wesley for a pretty long time, I'm sure you know a lot about him."

Kyle slumped his shoulders.

"Why don't we just ask them what's wrong, or get them to talk?"

I shooed his idea away.

"Pssh, that'll never work. They both like to keep things bottled up. Especially Ivan, and besides if they find out Ivan might get angry again...No, what we need to do, is get them to do it..."

Cameron, who seemed to be aloof toward the matter widened his eyes.

"You mean?"

I shook my head 'yes'.

"Yup! One of the things that help strengthen a relationship is sex!"

Lyle laughed a bit.

'That's not always the case, sometimes it ruins relationship that were...uh..what's the word?"

He snapped.

"Ah, pure. Their relationship is too pure, in fact, I'm sure a lot of people hadn't even thought of those two doing something like that until now."

Cameron looked at both of us.

"In times of trouble, sex can fix a relationship. As long as it doesn't get out of hand, and that's the only thing keeping the relationship together."

I fist pumped.

"Exactly! And with those two, I highly doubt that sex would ruin their relationship."

Kyle looked at everyone.

"Well what are we gonna do?"

I blinked multiple times. Even I didn't have a plan. Cameron lifted a finger.

"Maybe we should start by figuring out when mating season is."

"Oh yeah..every type of Pokemon mates at a different time!"

Lyle looked at me.

"Well when do grass types mate?"

I shrugged my shoulders.

"Well, grass-types mate near the the beginning of spring. Around the time nature starts to become more verdant, like the day Ivan and Wesley first got together. He told me that he shuddered whenever Wesley kissed him, and that was just a few months ago. When do dark types mate?"

Kyle put a hand on his chin.

"Dark-types mate in the middle of winter, when the nights are longer."

"Hmm, neither of those times are near here. Ivan's time to mate was around when he and Wesley got together, and Wesley's time was a few months ago. However, grass-types tend to be "in the mood" as long as it's spring, so Ivan should be fine right about now."

Cameron folded his arms.

"That may be true, but what's our plan?"

I slammed a fist in my palm.

"The plan is simple. They spend everyday together, no matter what happens so it should be easy to get them together. Ivan's sister is always at their mom's house and their Dad is always at work, so they should be at his house alone. All we have to do is make Ivan horny for a full day, that way all he'll think about is sex. We'll even have some trickery to make things seem like they were accidents. For Wesley, all we have to do is make Ivan do something seductive to turn him on and he'll be fine. Finally, we just have to make sure things don't end up super awkward between them, and they'll be happy before they know it!"

Everyone fist pumped.

"Okay, Kyle, your job is to buy Ivan something sexy from the costume shop."

He blushed.

"Why do I have to do it?!"

"Because you're the one who'll remain the most inconspicuous so you do it. Lyle, your job is to make sure that Wesley gets to Ivan's house. Cameron, you'll be the one pulling all the stunts. Like moving things around, or doing things like tripping Ivan to make him fall on Wesley, or making him bend over. Finally, I'll be the one to make Ivan ready for sex. Alright everyone, let's do this!"

(A few hours later...)(3rd person P.O.V.)

Everyone had gathered around Ivan's house. They had all done their respective jobs. Kyle had picked up a cute black dress for Ivan to wear. It was a bit cliché, but he knew what his friend was into. Lyle had made sure Wesley would be at Ivan's house, and even went as far as to make sure no one would bother them. Finally, Cameron was in positions to set things up. Liz had even blackmailed Ivan so he could wear the outfit. Now all they had to do was wait.

Ivan walked around the house in his outfit. He constantly grabbed the short dress, pulling it down. It was very uncomfortable so he had to bend his knees inward or else it wouldn't feel right. Damn Liz, blackmailing him. He didn't even understand how she got the picture of him showering in the male locker room. She said she would tear it up in front of him if he wore it all day. To make things worse, she brought a book filled with pictures of male Absol models, and it made him think of Wesley. He couldn't get him out of his mind, and he was extremely horny. All he could think about was him taking him, or bending him over. This was on his mind all day, and he couldn't help but blush whenever he saw the Absol. Lucky for him, no one was coming over. Or so he thought.

He blushed hard when the doorbell rang, and he was not allowed to take off the skimpy dress, or else be exposed. He wanted to tickle Liz to death for her little playful joke. He did know that he had no other choice but to answer the door, whoever was there was in for one hell of a show. He slowly opened the door, and blushed madly when the very Absol he was thinking about in lewd ways all day was at his door. He hesitantly opened it.

"H-hi Wesley, what are you doing here?"

The Absol was dumbfounded. He couldn't begin to comprehend why his boyfriend was dressed in such a way. He had been thinking about spending time with him all day, but he definitely wasn't expecting this.

"Ivan. Why are you dressed like that?"

Ivan couldn't do a thing but stutter. His timid nature activated and he started turning red.

"It's really a long story. Why d-don't you come in?"

The Absol nodded, and slowly walked in. He walked to the couch and sat down.

"So uh...what do you wanna do?"

Ivan sat down, still blushing. He wanted to go upstairs and change, but he could imagine Liz's taunting right now. As if she was sitting right outside his window. He could also imagine what would happen if she gave that picture to anyone. She was his friend so she'd probably just give it to Wesley.

They spent a good ten minutes staring away from each other. Ivan, tired of the awkwardness, got up.

"I'm gonna go get something to drink."

He started to walk to the kitchen but stopped. He turned around, putting a hand on his hip.

"You want anything?"

Wesley just waved him away.

"No thanks."

Liz growled outside.

"He's not responding. Cameron, that;s your cue."

Cameron saluted her, then fazed through the kitchen wall. He went into the fridge, and grabbed the clearly noticeable bottle of Grepa berry juice in the front. He fazed back out, taking the bottle with him.

Ivan couldn't seem to find what he was looking for, and had to bend over to get it. He did this just in time for Wesley, who had peeked in to see what was taking so long, to see his petite round back side. He blushed, and tried to look away, but couldn't. The way his boyfriend was dressed was just too alluring. Ivan was wearing a slim black dress, complete with one large red frill around his waist, a red ribbon tied around his neck, (like a bow tie), and another red ribbon tied around his chest area. The second ribbon was larger than the first, as to cover his entire torso.

Wesley was no pervert, but even he had to admit that Ivan looked good in a dress. But then again, he thought he looked good in anything. He quickly turned around and ran to the couch when Ivan turned around. Ivan returned to the living room to find his boyfriends red, and breathing heavily. He decided to ignore it however.

"I couldn't find the Grepa berry juice, so brought Sitrus berry instead. Hope you like it."

He put down the two cups on the coffee table and sat. Wesley grabbed a cup.

"I actually prefer Razz berry, but Sitrus is fine too..."

They both looked away. The awkward tension rising. Cameron phased through the floor under the coffee table. He silently snickered and used Psychic on the table. It tilted slightly and juice fell over. Ivan instinctively reached out to grab it, falling over. He was accidentally bending over the table, giving Wesley a full view of Ivan. With his position Ivan looked as though he was ready. Ready to be taken, ready to be stripped of all his clothing and claimed. Just thinking about it gave Wesley a small tent in his jeans. He covered his bulge with his hands, just in time for Ivan not to notice. He did notice his staring, however.

"Geez why don't you take a picture, it lasts longer."

Wesley blushed harder and chuckled a bit.

"S-sorry, I didn't mean to stare."

Cameron spoke to Liz through telepathy.

"*groan* The water...has frozen..."

She snickered and rubbed her hands together.

"Good, now we just have to get them to lie on top of each other. Cameron you know what to do."

Cameron sighed, and phased through the floor. All he had to do was wait. Ivan got up and started to walk away.

"I'm going to put these cups away."

Wesley grabbed his cup.

"I'll at least put mine away too."

They both walked into the kitchen, and Ivan put the cups in the sink. Wesley followed behind him. He suddenly got a text, causing him to stop and pull out his phone. Cameron, sitting in the room above them, put his phone away. He phased through the ceiling and used Psychic. He blushed and gave Ivan the sensation of someone smacking his rump. He then took control of Wesley.

"Ha, you got a plump rump!"

Cameron left his body snickering. Ivan growled at him, embarrassed. Wesley recognized that look, for he received it every time he did something to inadvertently embarrass Ivan. He quickly ran away, with Ivan on his heels immediately. Cameron used this moment as his chance. While Wesley was being chased, Cameron manipulated him, causing him to run and trip over a large fold in the rug. Ivan did the same and they were on top of each other. They looked into each others eyes, crimson meeting amber. They both blushed, and then their lips met. Liz, staring in through a nearby window, looked away and fist pumped.

"Yes! Alright everyone, let's go before we see something we wouldn't want too."

She walked away, her mission accomplished. Lyle chuckled, spread his wings, and flew away. Kyle leaped from tree to tree, eager to leave. Finally, Cameron floated through the night sky, satisfied with himself. Meanwhile, Ivan and Wesley were kissing and feeling all over each other. Wesley had already taken his shirt off, and had a hand feeling on Ivan's thigh. His dress was up a bit more. Ivan was rubbing Wesley's chest, and feeling his chest fur with his chest leaf. At first Ivan was on top, but Wesley quickly turned the tables, flipping them over. He removed the red ribbon from around Ivan's torso. It was almost as if he was unwrapping a gift, all for him...He removed the ribbon, and found the dress was a button up. He began to unbutton it, but Ivan stopped him.

"What's the matter?"

He looked at his lover's face. It was flushed, eyes half lidded. He was also looking afraid.

"I'm nervous. I've never done this before..."

He straddled him and pushed the hair out of his face.

"Fine, how about, you unbutton it, and we'll continue whenever you're ready."

He sat for a little while, and Ivan slowly started to unbutton the dress. Wesley thought to himself:

(Ivan sure acts like a girl sometimes...)

Once he was done, Wesley gave him kisses on his neck. He kissed all the way down to his stomach, then wen back up. Ivan's heart rate increased, and he started to breathe faster. They both got up, and Wesley sat down on the couch. Ivan then caught a full view of Wesley's bulge. He had had a bulge too, but his was considerably smaller. He grew even more nervous. His heart rate increased even more, and he passionately snapped. He pounced on Wesley and started to rub his ass on Wesley's crotch area. Wesley grabbed his shoulders.

"Woah, a little eager are we."

Ivan hastily and hungrily unbuttoned Wesley's jeans and took a good look. Through his underwear, he saw that Wesley's member was larger than it seemed. He tugged at the boxers, and took a peek. It was a deep navy blue, the same color as his skin. It also had a thick knot at the bottom. He pulled down his boxers. and poked the head. Wesley moaned, his sexual tension ready to burst. Ivan gripped it tightly and began to stroke it lightly.

Wesley sat back, enjoying his cock massage thoroughly. Ivan continued to beat him, and then kissed the head. Wesley, not expecting him to do that, had a shortage of breath. Ivan stopped jacking him, and licked all the way up from the base, and lapped at the head multiple times. He finally engulfed the cock almost halfway, Wesley's impressive girth being too much for him to take whole. He started pumping the part he couldn't swallow, while sucking on the part he could. His head rose up and down on Wesley's cock, and Wesley was going crazy. He had never felt something like this before and was wondering when Ivan had gotten so good. After all he did say he never did this before. He put a hand on Ivan's head. Ivan continued to suck him off until finally, Wesley had felt the familiar sensation of ejaculation.

"I-Ivan, I think you should stop. I'm cumming..."

Ivan continued, looking up at him with a look that said "Go ahead..." This spurred him on farther and he came.

"N-nh!"

Ivan removed his head, and swallowed almost all of it. He still had some on the edge of his lips, which he licked off instantly. This little display gave Wesley enough inspiration to grow rock hard again.

"When did you learn to do that?"

Ivan shrugged his shoulders, and smiled.

"I don't know, but that was fun...you tasted good..."

Ivan took off his dress and straddled Wesley. He kissed his neck, and placed his hands on his shoulders.

"I want you."

Wesley smirked.

"I noticed. You kind of are naked on top of me, and you did just suck me off."

Ivan looked away, and blushed.

"Sh-shut up. I know, I wanted to try it for a long time, and took the first chance I got to."

Wesley massaged Ivan's sensitive ears.

"You sure you're ready? I've heard it hurts like hell on the first go."

Ivan's ears drooped a bit.

"Oh, fine give me a chance to get ready."

He ran upstairs, giving Wesley a chance to pull his pants up. He sat on the couch for a few minutes, fantasizing about what was going on. Eventually he heard a call from upstairs.

"Okay! I'm ready!"

Wesley hurried upstairs, and walked in to his partner's room. He was greeted with a full view of Ivan's tail hole. He was on his hands and knees on his bed, his tail lifted all the way up. He was also looking back at him, blushing.

"Please..."

Wesley smiled and got on the bed. He removed all his clothing, and threw it on the floor. He began to examine the petite Leafeon's tail hole. It looked so tantalizing, so amazing. He took a closer look and inhaled his musk. He smelled of freshly cut grass, and tree bark. A fitting smell for a grass-type. Ivan was growing impatient.

"Hurry up alread-!"

His sentence was cut short, for he was getting a wet sensation from inside him. Wesley licked around the rim of the tight tail hole. Ivan begin to shake, the feeling too great. Wesley inserted his entire tongue, causing Ivan to grunt in pain and pleasure. He licked the rim once more, and the area directly above it. He ended with a final tongue thrust, making Ivan's arms to shake so much, that couldn't hold himself up anymore. His upper body fell forward, with his rump still in the air. Wesley giggled.

"You okay?"

Ivan moaned and shook his head 'yes'. Wesley lined up his member with Ivan's tail hole, and placed the head right on the outside.

"You ready?"

Once again, Ivan shook his head 'yes'.

"Okay, here goes..."

He inserted half of his cock into Ivan, issuing a groan from him. Two thirds of it were pain, one third of it pleasure. Tears formed and rolled down his cheeks.

"I'm fine, just put it all in..."

Wesley did as instructed, and inserted his entire member. Ivan whimpered, and placed his hands on the bed. Wesley grabbed his waist, and sat. Waiting for him to give the signal to continue. Ivan cried softly for a bit, and sniffled. Wesley wiped away his tears, and kissed the back of his neck. Ivan felt embarrassed to be in this position, and hoped no one ever saw him like this. A few seconds later Ivan started to get adjusted and shook his head 'yes'. Wesley started to thrust forward , slowly, as to not hurt his lover. Ivan laid his hand back on the bed, and allowed his lover to do all the work. Soon they were both moaning constantly. Wesley from the tight tail hole squeezing his cock more and more. Ivan from the joy of being fucked in the ass by the one he's loved since seventh grade.

"N-nh...faster..."

Wesley looked in the eyes of his mate, pleading for him to go faster.

"My pleasure..."

He began to thrust faster, issuing more moans from his lover. These only seemed to turn him on more. The thought of being able to pleasure his mate in such a way gave him great pleasure. Ivan was lost in the moment. The feeling of being pounded, the sound of skin slapping together, the moans. His position didn't help either. His head was resting on the bed, his arms and chest resting as well. His ears were drooping and swaying. His rear in the air, currently being pounded to dust by his mate. He was having such a great time being fucked, that he hadn't even noticed he was drooling a tiny bit.

During all of his bliss, Wesley wanted to try something new. He stopped, making Ivan give him a confused look.

"Why'd you stop?"

Wesley pulled out, leaving Ivan with the feeling of being empty.

"Turn around and face me."

Ivan, did as he was told, blushing the whole time. Wesley re-entered him, causing Ivan to whimper. He began thrusting again, eliciting grunts from his lover. He frowned and thrust a little harder. Ivan started to moan a little, and he smiled. He noticed Ivan was closing his eyes, and covering his mouth. Wesley stopped.

"Ivan are you enjoying this?"

He opened his eyes, and looked at him.

"Of course, why?"

"You're closing your eyes, and covering your mouth." Ivan looked away.

"Well, I'm just a little embarrassed, and I'm covering my mouth to make sure my neighbors don't hear..."

Wesley kissed his cheek.

"Let them hear, don't be afraid to moan. And there's no need to be embarrassed. I'm the only one here. No one is going to know about this. I'm not going to make fun of you, I'm not going to judge, I'm only going to show you love..."

Wesley began to thrust again, and kissed Ivan. This kiss involved their tongues, clashing, and vibrating from Ivan's moans. He was no longer afraid to do so, and enjoyed the ride.

Like all good things, this came to an end. Wesley's cock swelled in Ivan's tail hole, as did Ivan's. Wesley, somehow, hit a special spot in Ivan that made him jump up and moan really loud. He couldn't help but feel completely filled for some reason, but ignored it since it felt good. He hit it again, until finally he came. He spurted out streams of white onto the sheets below. The scene below him, plus the sounds of mating, the taut hole pulsing and contracting around his member caused Wesley to cum as well. He laid down on top of his mate, and kissed his cheek. Ivan tried to move away, but was stuck.

"Why won't it come out?"

Wesley looked down, and rubbed the back of his head.

"Funny thing, my knot is stuck in you...Guess we'll have to wait for it to deflate..."

Ivan shrugged his shoulders.

"Oh well, I guess we can't do a thing but go to sleep."

They laid down, spooning, and Wesley wrapped his arms around his mate. Ivan smiled and grabbed his paws. He was feeling content, and peaceful. He found that getting comfortable was easy when sleeping next to Wesley. His long fur made him cuddlier, and was like having a freshly dried blanket wrapped around him.

"Can you promise never to forget me when you leave?"

Wesley chuckled and nudged his chin on Ivan's head.

"Yeah. I promise."