Disclaimer: I don't own Pokemon

Warning: This chapter has sexual themes... sort of :u

"Nghh… B-black." Trembled a voice, followed by a faint groan.

"Hmm?" Came my hypnotizing reply. I traced my lips along his neck, and his head reared back, allowing more easy access for me. I welcomed it, licking the sensitive skin I just nibbled. I pulled back, letting out a groan as I feel myself get more excited. I trailed my hands down the body beneath me, feeling the soft , light skin under my touch. I enjoyed seeing his reactions, I never had seen N like this before. So willing to let me in it was unbelievable. I had never done this before, but I strangely already knew what to do.

It was so unreal, so misty. I didn't even know how it ended up like this, how N ended up naked beneath me, how I ended up naked over him. How I was tracing his skin, flipping him over to put him into position. He was so willing to trust me, I couldn't help but oblige. The way his skin felt against mine, the way he moaned in just a tone that made me even harder. My hands trailed his hips; he was now on his stomach, the whole front of his body on the bed while the other half hung off with his legs spread. The way he looked at me, those eyes that were so trusting; begging even. I could hear him say my name; it was unbearable. Firmly grasping his legs, I positioned myself properly and began to enter him. He yelped, digging his fingernails in the sheets below him. Everything was a haze, but It felt so magnificent, going faster and pounding harder to reach a final ecstasy. Faster… faster… harder… harder… So close, so close….

My eyes shot open as I gasped loudly. I was panting heavily, and staring into the dark nothingness that was my room. Whatever had happened, it was done now. Everything was gone. I knew it couldn't have been real. It wouldn't have been that easy; and certainly I wouldn't have even attempted something like that. As I settled my breathing, I realized that I still had a painful feeling. My boxers were horribly tight, and sweat drenched my body. I realized how hard I was, how close I was to going over the edge, but I hadn't yet. I almost instinctively grabbed myself, but then I remembered N went to sleep holding me against his torso. At least I faced away from him, but this was still a terribly awkward position I was put in. I couldn't do anything about it. But the feel of N's crotch against my ass wasn't helping at all. I could feel his breath, hot and humid; go down my neck, causing me to shiver. Damn it, why did I have to have that sort of dream now? It was practically humiliating, I dreamed about fucking N! With him right here in the same bed! How did I went up in this position yet again?

I closed my eyes. The best I could do is to try and calm myself down. But I was already in so deep; it was the only thing I could think about. The imagines of my dream flashed in my mind, causing my swollen appendage to ache, begging to be touched. I needed to get out of N's grasp, with him so close and me like this I couldn't control myself, I would end up scaring him and I knew it. N was a light sleeper, if I made a sudden movement he would wake. Slowly, I trailed my arm down to my boxers, painfully grabbing myself. I bite my lip, embarrassment rushing through me. If N were to wake...I would be screwed. But, I needed to do this before I took advantage of him. I knew I would lose control easily.

God damn it, why? I was so hard, N was right there, but I couldn't move. N shuffled in his sleep, resting his chin against my shoulder. His breath was so hot; it made my skin crawl with need. Ugh, it was so unfair! I whined pitifully, squirming. I needed to get out somehow, he was going to wake soon, and if he saw… What would happen?

Okay Black, calm down. You needed to get away from N somehow…. I glanced over across the room at the door. Maybe if I made a run for it, I could go into the bathroom and finish there. N would never have to know. Taking a deep breath, I attempted to launch myself forward. I barely moved though; N had an iron grip around me. The sudden disturbance caused him to rouse from sleep. Shitshitshitshitshitshit. I thought in a panic. I heard him yawn, his breath brushing across my ear.

"Good morning Black, what are you doing up so early?" N asked sleepily in my ear.

"I… uh…" There really was no response. I struggled in his grasp, but he didn't let go. He seemed to not notice.

"What is wrong, Black?" He sounded more awake now.

"Nothing's wrong, just, uh, yeah." I replied with a rasp. His voice, oh god his voice. It was like the most beautiful music in my ears, it was driving me crazy. "Can, can you let go of me?" I asked with a cracking voice.

I felt his arms loosen, but he asked what was wrong again, his voice growing with worry. I turned my head, he was so innocent and so vulnerable; it took every ounce of me not to jump on him.

…Unfortunately I didn't have enough self control. It was unbearable, the way he was just looking at me. Just his voice was enough to drive me crazy. With my crotch still painfully hard, it was controlling my brain now. My hands shot out, grabbing the collar of his shirt. He squeaked in surprise as my lips met his. It was a sloppy wet kiss that collided painfully with his lips. But I was too distracted by what was in my pants to really care about anything else. I could only concentrate on what N felt like, what it could feel like. His lips so soft beneath mine, I wanted more, I wanted to push him further.

I felt him attempt to pull away in shock, but I followed him. When our kiss finally broke, I was ready to continue it, but I caught N's eye. Shit. It wasn't surprising that he was giving me a look of terror. He doubled backwards, pushing against the wall, and my grip on his shirt began to loosen.

My senses came rushing back to me almost at once; I guiltily flinched away, realizing what I just did to poor N. "Oh… Shit, N I… I'm sorry." It was a long moment before I finally said anything. I was breathing heavily, struggling to gain my control again. It was hard to keep my concentration. I reached out, and he flinched away. I dropped my hand, looking at the wall. My earlier problem seemed to disappear from my mind, right now; N was more important.

"N… N are you okay? I mean, I didn't mean-" I fumbled over the words.

"I… I get it Black." His voice was dry as he replied. I knew he was struggling right now, I scared him severely.

"It was just, I was just, I, I, I….." I couldn't really say the reason why I suddenly jumped on him, but I'm sure he realized by now because it was painfully obvious.

"It's… it's okay Black." He shook his head, pushing himself off the wall, but looked at me with a guarded expression.

I was silent for a moment, "I don't get it N though, why are you so scared of me...?"

A look passed across N's face. He looked up at me uncomfortably. "It's not you." He murmured.

"What? Then why are you so afraid of my when I get too close?" I desperately wanted to know, so I could help him somehow, I was so useless at the moment.

He shook his head again. Then he did something that I hadn't seen him do in awhile. He pulled his legs to his chest and wrapped his arms around them, not showing the fact he was beginning to cry again. I felt terrible with myself, I made him cry. Again. Where I sat among the sheets and blankets, I watched him convulse in his sobs. What could I do? He couldn't talk, he was scared of me. I recalled seeing this before. I never could do anything. But, I couldn't not do that now. I reached over, holding my arms out and wrapping them around N, pulling him towards me. I felt him tense beneath my touch, but I kept pulling him until I was fully embracing him. He didn't hug me back; he just burrowed his face in my shirt. He was going through a lot of pain, I knew it. He didn't have to tell me, it was obvious, I wish I could have helped, or moreover, I wished I had never kissed him in the first place.

"I'm sorry N, I really am." I murmured, "I'm…. I'm just so sorry… I just wish I understood better." He didn't reply, much to my disappointment. In despair, I couldn't help but think, why was he so afraid of me touching him, of getting close and kissing him?

"I… I am not crying because of you. I want you to understand that." N managed to say between sobs. "I am just… Remembering." He finally said.

I didn't understand still, but I didn't press him. With him like this it would be selfish and torturous for me to press him. I just kept hugging him.

I had several people request a wet dream. I didn't put much details into it though. I don't want to write them having secksi secks yet :u but I hope you gaiz liked it none the less.