A/N: Things are winding down pretty fast. This should be a fairly short chapter. Let's see what happens now, in:
It's Between Two Hearts
Chapter 5: A Personal Situation
Misty had barely planted her feet in Ash's room when suddenly he was two inches from her face. She gasped, and in an instant he had his arms around her, crushing her to his body while kissing her with all the passion, love, anger and confusion he could muster. In the very back of his mind, he was praying that this wasn't the biggest mistake of his life. What better way to let her know, though.
Misty, on the other hand, was overwhelmed. She had always wanted Ash to do this. Maybe not quite in this fashion, but the unexpectedness (A/N: Is that a word?) of the situation, and the aggression he was showing, seemed to make it all that more enjoyable….arousing, even. Once she recovered from what was happening, she responded with all of her pent-up passion. Everything she had ever felt for him went into the kiss.
Ash was overjoyed once she responded.
He scooted them over gently, just enough to reach over and slam the door, fumbling with the lock. All the while, Misty's hands started exploring his body, struggling to peel off the tight black shirt that was only teasing her senses even more. Once Ash managed the lock, his hands struggled to catch up with hers, feeling all over her body, pressing her close to him. He had no intention of sleeping with her, though it was a pressing thought at the moment. He caressed her through her shirt, ran his hands up and down her back, grabbed her small waist and pulling her against him, gently rubbing and causing a delicious, tantalizing friction.
Misty had no objections, she was loving every bit of it. Soon, though, through the haze of heat and passion, she came to realize what was happening, and the fact that she had no idea why it was happening. Slowly, she pushed his hands away and stepped back, breathless.
Ash was immediately afraid. Had he done something wrong? Did he go too far for her?
"Ash, what's going on?" she whispered. He smiled and gently pulled her back toward him, kissing her forehead. That simple gesture seemed to render her helpless. He slowly moved down her face, kissing her temples, eyes, cheeks, nose.
"Because," he said softly, as he kissed his way down her neck. "I didn't want to just tell you I loved you." He continued kissing back up her neck, reaching her ear and simply blowing lightly into it, before whispering, "I wanted to show you, too." Misty shivered, her body responding in every way possible to the heated pressure Ash was putting on her. Tears filled her eyes, though she wasn't too sure why. He continued to kiss her, letting his tongue have its share of fun, as well.
"Oh Ash," she said, unintentionally moaning it out. He was behind her now, teasing the back of her neck and setting her on fire. She pulled away and turned around, kissing him full on the lips. When she stopped, much to his disappointment, she looked deeply into his eyes.
"I love you, too." His eyes lit up, shining brighter than they had in the past few days. He hugged her tightly to him, causing her to laugh. He started spinning in circles, making her laugh even more.
"Oh, Misty, I've wanted to hear you say that forever!" Once he stopped spinning, he put her down and stared into her eyes. "You mean it, don't you? Please say you mean it." She simply nodded and he kissed her again, over and over.
"You can't believe how happy I am!" He squealed between kisses. She couldn't help but think it a riot.
"I think I can, Ash. You're doing a very good job of showing it." He stopped, blushing. She kissed him on the cheek. "But I think it's cute." He smiled, hugging her again.
"But it'll stop being cute if you break my ribs," she croaked. He blushed brighter, letting her go.
"I can't believe you feel that way. I've wanted to tell you for so long." Misty smiled knowingly.
"Surely you can come up with a better line than that, Ash Ketchum!" He looked hurt.
"But I mean it, Misty!" She sighed.
"I know, silly. That's always how it is, that's all I'm saying. Now come on, let's go downstairs. You did quite a number on Brock! What did he say to get you so riled up?" Ash's heart froze. What to tell her?
"Um….I was just, upset. Confused and all, ya know. He accidentally said something, that just kinda set me off. I can't even remember what it was." She shrugged her shoulders.
"Well, at least he wasn't badly injured. You could've gone easier on him, though." Ash smiled, relieved.
"I'll remember that." Hopefully it'll never happen again anyway. Thank god she bought it! She pulled on his hands.
"Anyway, let's go check on him. They're probably worried that you killed me or something." He quickly stepped up to her, placing a light, sweet kiss on her unexpecting lips.
"I would never, ever do anything to hurt you." She smiled.
"I love you, too, Ash." They both giggled before heading down the stairs.
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Ta-da! The End!
Or is it? You could stop reading at this chapter if you wanted to. But for those of you who think you want to see my warped, twisted mind weave more on this tale, keep watching! Chapter 6 will be out within the next week!
