I do not own Pokémon in any type of way. Game Freak, Nintendo, T.V Tokyo and any other contributors to Pokémon do.

This is written in third person point of view.

Hope you love it. Please love it.

What I write is pure fiction, if by some chance what I say is true or in any way real, it is purely coincidental. Nothing here is real.

I am a queen and no one is going to take that away from this proud mama.

So, to clear up a few questions from PM's

Yes, there was protection (condoms- IUD, PILLS, SHOTS), just didn't bother to write it in- no babies are coming these trainer's way.

-No, they are not virgins, who they gave their virginity to will come throughout the chapters.

Ash and Clemont – 27

Serena and Miette – 25

Bonnie- 24

Pikachu- Adorable

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The Morning After Ash and Serena Got Personal In A Whole New Way

It was raining.

Lumiose City was in a chaotic dance as the wind raged on throughout the land. Evergreens and giant Oak trees held their own, trying their best to defeat the wind. Many bird Pokémon were mischievously playing in the strong wind, flapping happily as they flew against the directions.

Serena could hear soft pitter-patter against the glass windows in Ash's room. She knew she was in that state where you were asleep but aware of where you were. Ash's soft breathing as he slept comforted her in a strange way. She wanted to fly off the bed, throw a fit and get out but a strange force just told her to relax. To breathe steadily as she laid on the soft, cozy bed. Eyes closed as she clung to the feeling of safety and warmth.

Her eyes opened slowly as she felt the bed tremble. Ash moved closer to her, dragging his arm around her, securing her body against his. He tucked her under his neck, nuzzling into the pillowing, resuming his strong sleep. She didn't protest this time. She was fully awake now. Watching his room as soft light streaming through the room, illuminating the beige and grey furniture and fixings he had. It was so comforting. The blankets around them, his hand curving around her waist, she holding his arm in response, the pillows holding them strong but soft to feel comforted. She inhaled deeply, loving the rich aroma of his scent, his cologne, his laundry detergent or just the scent of Ash alone. It made her mouth water. She steadied her breathing, trying to figure out how she wanted this moment.

She had sex with Ash.

The screeching halt of the night finally collided with her as she realized what happened last night. White hot images of the previous night playing with her mind. She remembered the sweat, the stretch of her body, the moans, the agreements. She felt herself go hot at the words he told her. The whole situation was reeling in her mind. It was one of the most amazing experiences in her life. She never felt free in bed. In fact, she was sure sex was never like that. She only read about it in steamy novels or online forums. She was sure it wasn't real. Sex with Calem was boring, just simple movements. She was sure that was what it was. Simple. But with Ash, it was animalistic, raw, aggressive, dirty and gritty. Her body ached. It protested but it felt good.

"If we had slept together, believe me, you would remember." Ash's voice came back to her. From that morning mere months ago. He wasn't kidding as she moved her legs a bit, trying to get closer to Ash. She felt a shot of pain between her thighs.

She didn't understand her emotions. How could she have told him repeatedly she hated him, feeling the truth pour out her body when she allowed him to be so intimate with her. How could she?

She was confused.

She was confused right now as her flight instincts wanted her to run, she didn't understand what he was doing right now. Hugging her to his body, sleeping peacefully as if they were lovers. Were they lovers? No, lovers were supposed to express words of love and adoration and filled with expressions of dote, kindness. Calem would usually get up after and head straight to the bathroom and then head home. She thought that was what she needed to do. Yet, Ash had pulled her back and made her stay in his room.

She was confused.

What did it mean now? She wasn't sure where to go from here. Then she remembered.

Ash asking about the guy she was with.

Abel.

Abel!?

Shit, she forgot to text him. She delicately extracted herself from Ash's vice grip and climbed out of the bed, going in search of her phone.

She noticed clothes strewed through the room. Her boots laid crumpled closest to the bed in a sad heap as she tiptoed out his bedroom before heading to the living room. She found her phone on the floor near the box Bonnie had her brought down. She found one message from Abel asking if she got home safely. She fired a quick message to him, stating she was okay, safe. She avoided the statement of being home. From there she decided to check some emails, having gotten lost in her apps. She felt herself wondering the room as she typed and walked, her body swaying lightly as she did.

Sunlight was streaming into the entire Penthouse. It was quiet as well, a huge contrast to the noise and bass echoing throughout the floors last night. It was tranquil, peaceful.

"Oh my," A soft voice gasped. "Ash wasn't lying when he said you were beautiful beyond this world." A snicker was heard. Serena turned around to see the same girl, dressed in white pajamas sitting in the nook of the living room, reading a tablet as a hot cup of tea steamed next to her. A beautiful, snowy nine tales laid by her feet, raising its majestic head to view her.

"I'm Lillie, "She grinned, getting up. "This is Snowy." ('Well, it suited the Pokémon' Serena thought.)

The Pokémon made a soft mewling sound. "Serena. You're so beautiful, no wonder Ash seemed haunted by you." She giggled, going up to her and embracing her.

Serena was tired of being confused now.

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We Didn't Have A Time Jump, Serena Was Just Processing Cause She's Slow.

So, has Serena mentioned she was confused?

Right, right.

This girl was hugging her. Serena was feeling like trash on a highway because she had sex with this girl's … whatever. She didn't really want to think about Ash's relationship with (Lille? That's her name, right?) And the girl turned out to be sweet. The girl was talking, smiling, giggling, touching her hair and just invading Serena's personal space. Serena didn't quite understand what was going on.

"Lillie!" a furious whisper came from the corner of the room. A green-haired woman came out from the hall, clad in her own pajamas, looking entertained at the scene before her. "Leave the girl alone. Ash would throw a fit if he saw the way you were touching Serena." The olive-skinned girl came and grabbed the Lillie girl away. "C'mon, let's go back to sleep."

The girl paused, giving Serena a once over. "You really are beautiful; he wasn't exaggerating." She smiled, sticking her hand out, "I'm Mallow Mao. Nice to finally meet you." Serena took her hand and shook it. Still unable to say anything. Mallow? The girl giggled before grabbing Lillie's hand and dragging her back to the other side of the Penthouse, Snowy following slowly.

'Ash was with two other girls?' Serena thought. 'How many girls were Ash sleeping with? Was she his third? Was she his fifth? Serena really wasn't sure what she was getting involved in. Is this why he's so good at sex? Did he have a sex dungeon to host all these women? Did he have a sex addiction?'

A ding from her phone distracted her.

'Told you I didn't have to do anything to get through. *wink face* Don't forget lunch tomorrow, have something I want to discuss with you.' Abel had texted her back. She was intrigued and she was messaging just as much when she felt herself being stared at.

She turned around to find Ash leaning against the arched doorway, arms folded, a pair of slack pajamas pants he threw on, shirtless. He was looking at her, a slight frown to his face.

"Why are you here?" He asked, stalking up to her, grabbing her waist and pulling her against his body. She didn't respond nor did she object to his actions. She looked away, trying hard to not make eye contact.

"OH," He said in a mocking tone "you're ignoring me now?" He dropped his voice to a very wicked tone as if goading her. "You weren't so quiet last night." She flushed at him mentioning that. She didn't know how to process that. She was feeling terribly shy now. Unsure how to respond to him.

She felt him caressing her body, his hands drifting to her back, and ass. He grabbed it, squeezing roughly making her jump and letting out a raspy squeak. She finally looked at him, a cute wide-eyed look to her face.

Ash was highly amused at her. He felt himself getting a bit frisky, wanting to wake up and handle her again. It was annoying to wake up and see her side empty. He got off the bed and traipsed his way to find her, hoping she hadn't high tailed it out of the building. He saw Mallow dragging an excited Lille back to their room. He shuddered to think the mischief they were about to get up to.

He found Serena standing in his living room, looking deep in thought while typing something on her phone. She once again looked, right in his living room. If he wasn't going to wake up to her in his bed, she best is in his living room or kitchen, mingling about and carrying on as if she had nowhere else to be.

He was about to confront her on why she left the bed but he got trapped in those blue eyes, the stubbornness of her and just the effect she currently had on him.

He couldn't stop himself from feeling her smooth skin, her scent hypnotizing him and seeing her in his shirt once again.

"Come." He instructed, dragging her back to his room. Once there, he closed the door before gently pushing her back on the bed, caging her to the mattress. She still hadn't said anything to him. Just soft hitches of breath, delicate touches and looking at him in wonder.

"Do you want me to kiss you?" He asked, nuzzling her nose a bit, she couldn't help but smile. She actually didn't understand how his 'cute' behavior was oddly melting her. She felt herself smiling, giggling a bit. She nodded before he leaned in, kissing her. It was soft, sweet and safe. He didn't push her. However, Serena had other ideas, she pulled her legs up, encasing him and pulled him flush against her body. A loud "Oof!" left him.

"You're so cute." She heard herself utter. She was taken aback by her statement. She looked at him, in disbelief she had said anything.

She went to pull her legs up but a sharp pain shot through her body, making her hiss out loud, her clenching her eyes momentarily, alerting Ash. He was off her body instantly.

"What's wrong?" He asked in a low, serious tone. "Did I hurt you?" She took a moment, breathing a bit before seeing her opportunity. She popped opened her eyes, sitting up.

"No, No." She said airily, not fond of the many other ways his question could be taken. "It's late. I need to head home." Ash relaxed his pose before climbing off the bed, facing her. He glanced at the bright sunlight streaming through his bedroom windows, the ones opened and allowing fresh, clean air to come through. He fixed her with a stare, his eyes half closing.

"Okay…" He agreed unsure. He decided he was going to feel her out. To be frankly honest, he had to approach Serena differently. She was like a caged Pokémon and needed a special kind of attention. He humored her.

"Can Koury take me home?" She asked meekly, her blush creeping its way to her cheeks. She didn't really want to put on her dress and boots. She felt her anxiety go into overdrive. She was literally going to do the walk of shame with no panties on, one of Ash's boxers and a huge oversized hoodie like the shirt she wasn't sure what it wanted to be. Thank goodness she took a shower.

She really just wanted to get into her apartment and burrow into her overthinking.

"Okay." He answered lightly, he pulled out a smartphone, lightly tapping the screen before he received his confirmation.

"Koury will be downstairs in 5 mins." He declared. "You can head down now." He looked at her once again. Serena stood by his bedside, grasping her arm with her hand, looking lost for words. She looked confused and maybe confused with herself. She noticed him move, coming to stand in front of her. She felt her heart beating, her eyes widening, her hands going to the front of her chest. She could hear the heart beating more. Cosmic feelings surrounding her as in those couple of seconds she was entranced with him, obsessed with him. She didn't know what to say.

She saw he was coming forward to her. He was going to kiss her; he was going to pull her out of her hurricane of confused emotions and fling her into an abyss of warmth and seduction once his lips touched hers.

Well, that was what she thought until she saw him bend around her body to pluck something off his bedside table. A small standing gift bag which contained her clothes and boots from last night.

"I don't think you want to forget these." He said, holding up the bag in front of her.

She glanced between the bag and his eyes in disbelief. She huffed before grabbed the offending bag and padded out of the room, her bare feet thudding rapidly against the carpet.

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Ten Minutes Since Ash Found Kiawe And Sophocles Passed Out in Clemont's Penthouse.

Serena Performed Overthinking at Its Finest.

Serena found sweet relief in her apartment. The quiet breeze passing throughout her windows. The usual bustle of Lumiose carrying about in the streets. She was making herself a cup of tea, exhaling in relief as she finally could clear her head. Her mind was foggy, unsure of what to think.

She set up shop in her balcony, munching on a piece of bread while staring out at the blue sky of the city.

She processed.

She had sex with Ash. It was good. REALLY Good. She never felt like that before. It was hot.

It was satisfying. It was consuming her. She didn't understand how she was feeling. She flushed as she thought about what he did to her. How he commanded her, how he focused fully on her and her needs. How he manipulated her body. He was so rough. So angry with her. His aggression was lust inducing. She felt herself getting turned on at the thought of him doing those naughty things to her body because she pissed him off. She remembered the ugly hand prints etched on her skin last night after his pinching grip. Her hips felt raw, her body felt stretched.

'He was jealous.' Serena's eyes widened at the realization. He kept yelling stuff about her being with Abel. If Abel had touched her the way Ash was. She trembled at the thought.

To be honest, no one ever touched her the way Ash had. He was precise, with determination. He knew how to read her body, with intention. She exhaled as she thought about her clutching his strong arms as he went after her body. How she had to spread herself to accommodate his body. Her thighs protested with that idea. His kisses were possessive, angry, harsh and painful. She loved it.

She loved every moment of it.

Then she realized…

She took a bath with him. She froze as she had forgotten. She had done something so intimate with him right after. She didn't expect him to sit with her. She didn't expect to allow him to suds her body. Taking the bath sponge and scrubbing her body while dropping light kisses all over her neck, shoulders and back, giving her goosebumps.

He made her feel desired with such simple gestures. She felt her whole body opening to him, ready to give him anything she wanted.

She remembered how she kissed him after she lathered his hair. So, wanton. As if she wanted some part of him on her body.

She pressed her eyes shut, clutching her teacup as she felt the loss of the moment. She hadn't expected to feel so sorrowful of the intimate moment.

She wanted more from him. More sessions like that. She realized she wanted her evenings to be with him. She wanted to sit on his bed as he asked her ridiculous mundane questions. They would have discussions, it would turn to playful banter, eventually, he would pounce on her, having his wicked way with her.

Her heart ached at the possibility of having something so beautiful. She wanted it. But she felt it would be hard to attain.

She wasn't sure if he wanted her life that way as well. He did have two girls in his house at this moment.

They didn't seem to even mind Serena was at Ash's place. Did that mean they were seasonal? Did Ash have his way with her? The Lillie girl had even hugged Serena.

Serena felt like shit, only a few hours before she had fucked Ash three ways till Sunday and the girl who he was involved with didn't even seem to understand what was going.

And Mallow was it? Did she see Serena as well? Was she Ash's olive goddess?

Serena was confused.

It was best Serena hid out till she figured out what was going. She really should have not gone to the party but then, she did enjoy the majority of it. Actually, she did enjoy her whole night. Still, she should stay hidden in her apartment.

The only problem was, she felt like she wanted him again. And, she never got back her underwear.

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One day since what's love got to do with it?

Bonnie was many things. She was fearless, she was kind, she was mischievous, she was patient. What she wasn't was naïve. She saw things straight as it was but, people tended to believe that just because she was Clemont's little sister, she really didn't have a grasp for life and its chaotic affairs too well.

How wrong were some people?

She could tell Ash was in a good mood. He floated around the Penthouse, gathering his friends and sending them to freshen up at his home before taking them out throughout Lumiose city. She had a feeling it had to deal with a certain blonde Bonnie had sent to his apartment in a big, bright red bow.

She didn't want to pry what had happened but it seemed Ash had gotten something from the outcome. He even came up to Bonnie, grabbed her, swung her around before placing her on the floor and giving her a chaste kiss on the forehead, exuberantly telling her she threw the best parties in the world. She couldn't help but shake her head.

However, as loud as Ash was being to his hungover friends, her other friend had strangely been quiet. After Abel had left with some model friend of Bonnie's, she didn't hear from either of them.

Serena would normally message her but the beauty had been positively quiet.

She wondered what was going on.

She took a deep breath, she exhaled, she realized from this point, she had to let Serena make her own choice now.

She couldn't push them anymore. Ash had an idea and hopefully, it would work.

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Brunch Lunch with Abel

Serena was waiting at the café for Abel to arrive. She rolled her eyes, knowing he always was late. The café had a lovely outdoor area, coaxing her to sit outside and enjoy the ambiance. The day was blue but with bright white patches of cloud dotting the sky. A gentle breeze would swirl, twirling the temperature to remain cool and tolerable. It was usually hot some days making Serena appreciate the cool weather. She sat, hair in a neat ponytail, light makeup, glossed perfection and a simple outfit of heels, dress pants, inner and a stylish, short, kimono blazer. Abel insisted this was business and she wanted to respect that. She glanced at her Seiko watch, noticing the time. She ordered an iced tea, collecting herself.

Abel finally arrived, laughing his apology. He gave her a sweet smile before kissing her hand in contrite. She laughed before shaking her head and gesturing to him to sit. They ordered their lunch and made up small talk, some about the party, his conquest, her plans of growing vines. Nonsense.

After some much-needed food, Abel took a sip of his drink before nodding to Serena to get her attention.

"I have a proposition for you." Serena raised her eyebrow, giving him the side-eye. She nodded for him to continue taking a sip of her tea.

"I want you to produce my next album." He stated.

She stared at him, placing her glass down gentle.

"Why?" She asked. She was truly baffled. She dabbled in producing big Broadway-like shows. Her showcase was her pride. But an album was different. It was a lot more on the line as there wasn't much feedback you could use, as compared to a show, you could change things as the tour progressed depending on viewer feedback.

Abel smirked, tilting his head slightly. He dragged the pads of his fingers up and down her arm.

"You have a dark side to you." He whispered, leaning closer. "A dark, gritty side that you can hide well. You can channel that powerful connection into the music I make."

"You're familiar with the background of music I come from, right?" She said dryly. She felt her hand get gooseflesh from his smooth movement. "I'm from puffy dresses, twirls, and confetti. How can I go from sunshine, daisies to sex, drugs, mystery, and soul?

He only responded. "If you didn't have it in you, you would have rejected me from the beginning." He stood up. "I want to start recording in Miette's studio next week. The first session is on Tuesday. Be there to get the rundown." He grabbed the bill, muttering something about paying the bill. He gave her a chaste kiss on her cheek before heading inside.

Did she want to do it?

She didn't know, but she knew for sure she would be there.

She gathered her scarf, wrapping it around her body before leaving the restaurant. She felt a chill in the air as the clouds set up for the rain. She held her head high as she continued her short walk to her apartment. She didn't see the shadow following her. She didn't see the looming figure behind her. She just enjoyed her walk, thinking about everything and nothing altogether.

She arrived at her apartment, forgoing her usual staircase (kept her ass high), opting to take the elevator instead. She waited for the elevator and entered once it arrived. She stepped in, focusing on the floor and trying to figure out the ugly carpet pattern when she heard a slam against the door, startling her. Ash came through, stalking right up to her, caging her against the elevator wall, she felt her hands grabbing onto the elevator handle, bracing herself from him. She saw the door closed; she was trapped. She focused on him, noticing the fire in his eyes. She felt her heart racing. She felt that now-familiar feeling. She didn't know why she was breathing hard.

His hands went against the wall, barricading her.

"Why were you with him?" Ash asked her. Low, terse, barely keeping his shit together. "Why was he touching you?" She saw his hands clench against the wooden wall.

She looked at him in confusion. Swallowing a bit. She wasn't sure what was going on. Fuck, she was with Abel. Her stomach dropped. The same Abel who made Ash lose his shit two nights ago.

"I- um-" She was lost for words, meekly. "We had a meeting." She caught herself. She didn't need to fucking respond like that. She was her own fucking person. She fixed him with a glare.

"Who the hell are you to even ask that?" she told him sharply. She pushed against him but it was futile, Ash didn't even budge. Stupid trainer bodies.

"I thought I made it clear you were mine, Serena." He growled, shooting fire in his words. She fought the flush at his words. "Don't push me."

"It's none of your business!" She said harshly. She poked his chest. "Nobody owns me! I can meet whoever the fuck I want. And nobody, especially you, Mr Ketchum, can tell me what to do." Oh shit.

Ash fucking lost it, grabbed her head before slamming their lips together. He grabbed her back and pushed her, crashing against the elevator wall, protecting her from the slam with his arms, taking the pain. She felt him attacking her hair, her lips, her hands were already dragging in front of his chest. The elevator chimed open. Ash released her face, fixing her a glare before dragging her towards her apartment.

He pushed her against her door, taking her keys and opening the door, trying hard to focus as Serena attacked his neck and shoulders, nipping the skin ever so slightly, driving him insane.

Her Pokémon was at Professor Sycamore's thankfully. She immediately pushed him on the sofa, climbing on top of him, kicking her heels off. He grabbed her ass, trying to feel her skin once again. He pulled off her blazer, working himself into a frenzy, trying desperately to get to her skin. To get to have her again.

She worked, pulling off his sweater and underclothes. She kissed him deeply, slowing a bit as she focused on his mouth, his tongue, sucking it slowly, bobbing her mouth slowly. He grabbed her neck, fighting to dominate her movements. He felt himself slowing down. They were safe, they were together. He saw he had her. She wanted him like this.

He made a promise to himself. He would make love to her and for Lunula's curse, he would. He grabbed her, throwing her over his shoulder. Silently, he moved into her bedroom. He took in her room, seeing her personality throughout the room. Twinkle lights hung throughout the room, bright plants littered the room encasing it in peace and tranquillity. He understood. This was her space and he needed to respect her in it.

He placed her on the bed, gently climbing on her body.

She watched him in quiet wonder.

Trying earnestly to figure out what had changed. She was in her room, realizing she never brought anyone into her room before. She didn't even have this apartment when she was with Calem. The soft fairy lights illuminated Ash in the kindest of ways. She didn't understand how she was looking at him but she just felt safe under his gaze. Her heart rapidly worked as she took him in. She calmed herself. Feeling the moment. Memorizing it because she knew it wouldn't last forever.

They both took a moment, staring at each other, understanding what they were about to do would be different. Nothing was hindering them.

Their minds were clear.

No alcohol, no expectations. No haste.

Just pure adulterated want for one another.

They took a breath, inhaling, the ringing sound of patience swirled its way, finally, the exhale.

They met each other. Grabbing, feeling, biting. Pure silence. Sharp breaths. Serena would let out a whimper.

She would whimper when Ash took her bra off, her pants and the flustered whimper when she was left naked to him.

He took in her form before slowly going down her body, kissing her flesh until he was on her lips once more. Serena felt herself go slack, enjoying as Ash pleased her from there. She felt her face twitch, between a smile, a moan, a place of relaxation. She took a deep breath, her hands going into her hair, his, her breasts.

She felt so beautiful at this moment. Treasured almost.

Eyes closed, lights casting a glow on her sheer skin. A small gasp here, a little tug on his skin. He then began to play with her, hands and tongue masterfully pleasing her. It was too much. It was incredible. It was erotic, it was heaven coming to earth.

She let out a panicked gasp, grabbing her pillow to brace, Ash kept her waist down, grounding her, her feeling and intensifying her climax even more.

The only sound could be heard was her rapid breathing.

She sat up, she got to work, her body ready to take him into hers. She pushed him into her pillow wall, allowing him to sit up. She climbed into his lap before sinking down on him, giving herself time to adjust, grasping his shoulders to support herself. She looked down at him. She felt herself move slowly. An agonizing pace, just looking at him. She saw his eyes closed as he felt her movements.

She brought his face up, bringing him closer so she could kiss him. Slow, languid, feeling.

She felt his hands grasping her hips, the smooth curve if her ass he used as an anchor, feeling her skin closer.

She started to pick up her pace, desperate to feel more. Her whole body was bouncing on him, soft tendrils falling on her face. Her whimpers began to get frantic.

She began to mutter unintelligently.

"More!" She said breathlessly. "Want you more." Ash heard. Obeying, he flipped her, pushing her into the bed, making her lay flat on her chest, hiking up her butt a bit before aligning himself with her entrance once again. He braced with her shoulders before swiftly joining together with her once again.

Spreading her cheeks, he admired her weight gain. Her body was meaty. Delicious and supple.

He noticed her spine and ribs were completely absent, remembering when she would wear backless dresses, they were present and defined. He continued his movements, drilling in and out of her tight body. Getting lost as she would clamp down on him, creating sinful pleasure. Her breathy gasps pushing him harder, faster. Her gasps grew more, sound trying to escape from her as she bit down on her bottom lip, her ponytail flying all over the place. He lowered his body a bit, getting close to her ears.

He grasped her ass cheeks, holding it ransom.

"Are you my girl?" He asked, his tone shifting back to the deadly steely one from the elevator. Serena heard him, she looked up at the headboard, a bit unsure how to answer.

"Serena," He commanded in authority, "Are you my girl?" he asked again.

He smacked her ass with that, making Serena tremble with pleasure as she felt her ass tingle, making her gush out more. She still didn't answer him.

He pulled out. Snapping Serena into her senses. She felt him leave her body, coiled and ready, but he didn't give her the hoorah she so desperately needed.

"Ash?" She called, turning around. "Ash,w-what are doing?" She asked, wiping some sweat off her chest.

He didn't say anything. He was looking around, seeking something.

He was going to leave her like this. She realized he would. He wasn't kidding around. She was on his lap once again, trying desperately to reunite.

He dodged her, moving into the bed, turning against her.

"Baby." She begged. "Come back to me. Please." She got in his face, focusing his face on hers. Peppering his face and lips with kisses, trying her best to coax him to come back to her body.

"I need you right now." She told him in a quiet frantic tone. She begged him. She pleaded. She had riled herself up in a frenzy, getting desperate. She wanted him back inside her now. She would be delirious if he denied her.

He saw something in her eyes, he smirked, laying her flat down, spreading her legs. He teased her entrance, towering over her. He placed his tip just inside.

"Are you my girl?" He asked simply. White heat flashed throughout her body.

"FUCK! YES!" She screamed out. "I'M YOUR FUCKING GIRL!" She yelled in frustration. "FUCK YOUR GIRL!"

He obeyed with a smirk before plunging in, pushing her just at the base off the bed, she groaned. She grabbed onto his body, digging her hands into his back. She didn't care.

"Want you!" She continued to groan out, whisper and plead. She would only whisper it to him. Just for him. Clutching him to show it was all because of him. Only him.

"Need you so much."

"Harder!"

"Make me yours."

"I want you so bad!" "Give me more!" "Ugh!"

"YES!" "YES!" "YES!"

He never ended his sweet punishing pace on her body. She was grasping her sheets; her feet were bracing as best as she could. Her hair was fanned out on the bed, her boobs were in any direction they bounced. She heard the sound of slapping flesh, she saw the darkness of the room, night upon them, the fairy lights giving a soft glow. She saw how her pillow wall was falling apart behind Ash. The headboard going wild at his rapid movements. Her legs ached but she did not care. She just felt him. She had him. He was the best fucking thing in her life. She would endure anything with him now. Fuck! He was making her his right now.

"You are mine." He growled at her. "Don't you even think about forgetting that."

She agreed with him. She would agree to anything he asked, once he kept doing this sin to her body. His hand lowered and with a flick of his thumb and a harsh press to her button, she felt it.

Her body was tightening. She was clutching to his arms. Her eyes shut tight. She felt her second climax coming. She felt it until, a silent scream convulsed out of her faced until it was a sound, a sound of pure pleasure. She was gone. Gone to a place she never knew existed. Gone to the night and reality itself.

Gone

She felt Ash tremble before he pulled out of her, spilling on her warm, damp body.

She got some tissues from her bed stand, wiping him off her body. She turned on her air conditioner before laying down next to him. He collapsed next to her, trying desperately to calm his breathing.

She wasn't any better, gasping for air, her lungs protesting sharply. She was lost for words. She didn't have any thoughts in her head. She just felt pure bliss. Arceus was kind on her tonight.

She realized Ash was quiet, glancing at him, she noticed he was out to the world, subconsciously his hand around her wrist as he slept. She detached his hand before lacing her fingers in his. Curling it into a comfortable angle.

She looked at her ceiling, taking a deep breath before closing her eyes. She was out to the world.

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I feel like I want to smoke a joint and read this chapter. LOL

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