So... Hi.
I'm back.
I took a bit of a break from writing after I lost the urge to create anything during the break. I'd had a version of this chapter written for a couple months, but I didn't feel like it was good enough to publish. Alas, last night and today, I went through with the intention of just giving it a final edit, and ended up re-writing the whole thing. Hey, that's just how writing goes. Without further ado, enjoy. :)
(PS: This is a shorter chapter, but it's the first of a larger multi-part chapter, so enjoy the wait for the next part as well.)
(PSS: Unless the next chapter is already out, in which case, Hey, congrats on making it to chapter 3! Thanks for sticking with my smut-filled fantasies!)
As Ash laid on his back, he looked up at the ceiling of his tent, which was illuminated a bright red by the morning sun. Laying there, Ash reminisced about the night before, and couldn't help but feel like the luckiest guy in the world. He looked back at the events of the night, going through them over and over in his head like a kid re-watching his favorite movie. Although Ash was usually the first one out of bed in the morning, he'd been awake for almost half an hour and still couldn't manage to pull himself away for the tape-reel inside his head. He would have been stuck like this for the rest of the day too if someone hadn't snapped him out of his daze. And who better than the lead star of his new favorite memory…
"Hey there, sleepyhead…"
Ash tilted his head up to see May leaning through the now-open entrance of Ash's tent. She seemed just as joyful as she always was, but Ash couldn't help but notice she was a bit more… pronounced than usual.
"Hey, May…"
"Hey yourself, mister…" May said, letting out a small chuckle.
"Man, I can't believe you got up before I did..."
"Probably didn't help you had a late-night last night…"
May added in a wink after that last line, causing Ash to turn away in slight embarrassment.
"Now come on, get dressed. We're packing up."
May leaned back up and walked away in the direction of a picnic table currently holding up a tired-looking Brock. Not wanting to hold up the group any longer, Ash put on his signature outfit and packed up all the camping gear scattered around the tent floor. As he got to the end of the packing, he spotted something out of the corner of his eye, way back in the corner of his tent. He reached over to grab it, and recognized it as none other than his favorite ball-cap. Holding it in his hands was like holding a timeless relic, and while it was tempting to let the memories of last night flood over him again, he decided for the better, swiftly putting the cap firmly on his head and walking out of the tent to join his friends.
It was bright and early in the morning, and while Brock looked about as awake as your average Snorlax, he had managed to pack their entire site (save for Ash's tent) into the team's bags. Ash walked over to the table, where May was finished packing, and Brock was lying down on the tabletop.
"Nice job on the pack there, buddy!"
"…"
"…hey, uh, sorry for sleeping through this one on ya…"
"…"
Ash leaned over the table to see Brock's eyes firmly shut, indicating the former gym-leader was currently fast-asleep.
"Huh. I guess all this packing tired him out…"
May finished packing her bag, closing the with zipper with a satisfying flourish.
"Yea. By the time I'd woken up, everything was pretty much gone. There was almost nothing left to do, unless you count scolding Brock for doing everything by himself."
"How about we give him some rest then?"
"Oh? And what are you going to do?"
"Well, I still need to get my morning stretch in, so I'll probably just walk to the river north of here and back."
"Well, seeing as I have nothing better to do, 'May I join you, Ash?'"
May said this last portion in a mock-upper class accent, which Ash copied in his response.
"Why you would be most welcome, May…"
With a half-grin on her face, May strolled over to Ash, joining his side as the pair walked off towards a small side trail leading into the forest.
The sights of the forest had the two trainers in awe. The morning sun cast beautiful rays, illuminating the branches of the cedars above them, the needles glistening a divine golden-green. The morning dew was still hanging above the ground, creating a golden fog at the pair's feet as they walked along the dirt path. And while they were looking at the sights all around them, their gazes couldn't help but be drawn to each other.
Ash's eyes subtly looked May up and down as they walked, pretending to still look at the scenery. Today, Ash noticed, May was different. She was different from how she looked on the trail yesterday, like a girl who was still learning her way around. No, now she was… well, sexy, Ash thought plainly. She was more at ease, but at the same time (intentional or not), it was like she had turned her hotness dial to 11. Her hips swayed back and forth as she walked, her shoulders were back, pushing out her chest and… "Wait…" Ash's thought's stopped dead in their tracks. "Is she… not wearing a…"
"Quite the view, huh Ash?"
Ash's eyes flicked up in momentary horror, ready to see the scolding face of an angry May, only to see the girl staring off at the treetops above them. Ash breathed a sigh of relief.
"Yea. It's not like this most mornings, but I guess today's a special one…"
"And why's that?"
"Well, I guess it might have something to do with the night that came before it…"
May looked over at Ash, her head turning a bit more quickly than she intended it to. The two made eye contact, and there was a moment of silence where the couple's eye conveyed the only message they needed hear. May's cheeks were blushing, but her eyes were lit up from the memory of last night. Ash's eyes had a slight look of embarrassment but couldn't hide the fact he had enjoyed every second of their night. Neither had to say a word, for each knew what they had just learned. And better yet, both knew what was yet to come.
May was the first to break eye-contact, looking away to try and save what little dignity she still had from Ash's gaze. Ash kept on staring for a moment before snapping himself out of his trance. The pair both let out a chuckle at the awkward situation they now found themselves in. Just as the silence was starting to drag, Ash spotted something in the distance.
"Hey, it looks like we're here."
Ash pointed down the trail about a hundred yards, to where May could hear the distant babbling of a river. May walked ahead, Ash following close behind her. The two approached the river and could now see just what was before them. At the far end, there was something akin to a waterfall, with large water stream being guided over a massive sheet of rock, weaving its way through until it found the edge and pour over. It'd fall a couple feet into a natural pool, which drained into another pool and another pool after that. The most beautiful part, however, was the pokémon all around the pools. There were Butterfry flying around, wings golden from the morning sun and looking for an early meal. Lone Feebas roamed around, looking for plant-life to eat at the bottom of each pond. Remoraid swam around in schools, fleeing whenever a wandering Feebas got too close. The whole sight was a heavenly feast of the eyes.
May was half-hiding behind the large trunk of a tree near the entrance to the river, trying not to disturb the delicate scene in front of her. However, as had Ash approached the river, he had taken much the same position directly behind May. After a few seconds, May realized she could feel his body against hers. More specifically, she could feel something of Ash's against her backside. In almost an instant, May forgot about the scene in front of her, and her mind was overtaken by one thing: Ash pressing against her.
May thought she had processed last night's events, but as she stood there, Ash putting a slight pressure against her butt, the feelings all came flooding back to her. The lust, the desire, and the passion was once again bubbling inside of her, and she did all she could to try and hold herself back. Unfortunately, May's hips betrayed her as she pushed backwards against Ash's hard-on, her desire only building as she felt him in more detail against her. As she kept pushing, grinding on Ash as she slowly gave into her lust, she felt a pair of hands suddenly grab her hips. The hands started to slowly move, rubbing her sides before slowly moving forwards towards her stomach. Even through her jacket, she could feel Ash's hands sending jolts of electricity through her body. With every one of his movements, her nerves lit up with arousal as he continued to explore her body. Suddenly, she abruptly turned around, causing Ash to back up a few steps.
Ash looked May up and down, his mind fogged from the pent-up lust that was building inside of him as well. May's breathing was heavy, her chest rising and lowering as she took in deep, ragged breaths. She was leaning in a pose that any guy would recognize if they'd ever so much as glanced at a beauty magazine. May's hands were flat against the trunk of the tree, her arms spread out on either side of her. One of her legs was bent slightly, creating a small gap between her thighs that no man could even hope to resist. But what took Ash most was her eyes. They had changed from a mere minute before, no longer holding a look of hidden desire. No, these eyes held only desire. Desire for Ash. May stared at Ash with a look of utter desperation, and primal need to have Ash in this moment. Ash couldn't resist for a few seconds before her stepping forwards and taking May within his grasp.
Their lips lunged at each other, taking no mercy and receiving none back. They battled back and forth, both taking in every feeling they could in the clash of their bodies. Ash's hands began to roam again, starting at her waist and moving all over the beautiful girl's body more aggressively than they had before. He was on a journey of feel every inch of her, and because of this, both of them knew what was coming up, and neither had any intention of stopping it. Ash's hands drifted over May's stomach, slowly sliding up her slim torso. His hands drifted higher and higher before pausing just below May's chest. Ash, barely missing a beat, kissed May with a new-found intensity as he slid his hands up, soon grasping one of May's breasts in each hand. Lost in his passion, Ash started to squeeze them, eliciting a slight moan from May as she squirmed underneath his firm grip.
Ash was in heaven right now. Each breast filled his hand, their softness making every squeeze a feeling of pure bliss. It was all he could do to keep his composure enough to have the strength to keep going. Even more so, Ash could feel May's reaction each time he grabbed her chest. Every time, she would let out a moan that would cause her throat to vibrate, giving Ash an indescribable sense of pride and lust every time he felt that soft hum. Soon, May was putty in Ash's hands, her body limp for Ash to grope and play with, all of his actions only driving the girl further into the bliss she was now drowning in. Neither wanted this moment to end. However…
"ASH! MAY! WHERE ARE YOU GUYS?"
They both heard the shouting of their friend, and in that instant, everything stopped dead. Ash and May were frozen in place, not daring to move after all the emotions what had been building up popped like balloons. They stayed frozen like this for a moment until Ash slowly removed his hands from May's chest. This was the pin being pulled out of their frozen bodies, and as soon as Ash's hands left her body, they both tumbled backwards, their breathing heavy and ragged. Catching their breath, they took in their surroundings again. All the pokémon where now gone from the river. The morning sun now above the horizon and spreading it's warmth across the now visible ground. It took the pair a moment to get their bearings again. Once they did, however, Ash did something that surprised May: He stood up, walked over to the tree trunk she was leaning against, and held out his hand.
At first, May was surprised, but that pre-mature reaction soon faded. She looked up at Ash, the lustful look in his eyes now replaced with one of assurance and comfort. May thought for a moment, and then took his hand. He pulled her up, off the tree trunk where she had fallen against. Ash pulled her close, and after taking a moment, kissed her with a quick peck on the lips and turned away, walking back down the path to where their friend was franticly searching for them. The way Ash walked, May noticed, had changed. Right now, he was no longer a bounding ball of energy, but rather, balanced and level-headed. May shook her head, freeing her gaze from this newly discovered version of Ash. Curious, May reached a finger down into her panties and felt herself. She could feel a massive wet stain on her underwear (no surprise there…), and as she felt between her legs, she knew she had never been as wet as she was right now. Not knowing what to think or do, May followed Ash down the path, just doing what felt right in the moment.
To be continued...