Ash hadn't responded well to Iris' teasing. At first, Iris thought that Ash was just a crybaby that didn't like being called names and being picked on. For Iris, being ever so slightly mean at all times was just second nature by this point, something she did was able to carry out without even thinking about it; sometimes even unaware she was doing until she went over it all in her head again and thought about what she had said and done in the situation.
For her, it was just nature, just how she did things. She very seldom meant anything at all by it, but Ash's response, first to try and ignore her, then to lash out at Iris with as much anger as she gave him, immediately clashed with Iris. His response bothered her on some primal, instinctive level, so she had to pick it up and get meaner and meaner in order to get the intended response from Ash.
Unfortunately, Ash's response to this was to argue and clash even more, trying to get his own intended response out of her. This clashing just kept escalating and escalating, building and building until it inevitably reached a critical breaking point. Iris went on a tirade, ridiculing Ash, his pokemon, and pretty much everything about him. Ash didn't even listen to all of it, after awhile the insults all just blurred together and sounded like a bunch of angry noise.
All Ash was certain of what that Iris punctuated it with, "You don't even deserve to exist!"
Iris was seething. She was primed and ready, already building up to let loose another slew of insults after Ash gave his. But... Ash didn't give his. Ash turned around and ran off. Iris couldn't be sure.. but it looked like he was.. crying.
Iris felt a small pang of guilt, but refused to let herself feel bad for Ash. It was his fault. Why couldn't Ash just take Iris' words in stride and move on? Why did he have to be so determined to win the argument? Iris hadn't even meant to start an argument!
Iris was still seething when Cilan came and sat down next to her. "There's something you need to know." Cilan said calmly. "What? That I need to go apologize? That I took it too far? Save it."
"Ash is a cunt boy." Cilan said.
And just like that, Iris felt terrible. It wasn't a secret to anyone how C-boys and people like them were treated. Isolated, ridiculed, slandered.
Exactly the way Iris had been treated when she first left the village of dragons...
Everyone had just been so ready to believe that Iris was gonna be some weird, crazy dragon lady, that they just started treating her like it before she even did anything; and her massive hair with a pokemon resident inside didn't exactly win her any brownie points with the locals either. Thinking back on it, Iris realized that that had been when Iris first started developing her new 'be slightly mean to everyone' personality. That way at least when stones started flying, Iris could be the one firing the first shot, and when it came time to fight for herself, she'd be ready.
And the realization that that had been why Ash had been so determined to defend himself, so ready to fight, hit Iris like a ton of bricks.
'You don't even deserve to exist...' That's what Iris had said. Only now did she realize the real reason it had upset him so much.
"He's by the stream." Cilan said, Iris rushing off immediately.
Just as Cilan had said, Ash was sitting by the edge of the stream nearby the camp. He wasn't crying or anything, but the pain expression on his face almost made Iris feel worse. She walked over and sat down next him silently.
They just sat there, not talking, for several minutes before Iris said, "Cilan told me...about you." "So?" Ash said.
Iris was confused by this, and Ash could tell. "Cilan told you what I am and now you're upset about how you treated me right?" Ash said, "So what if I wasn't a C-boy? What if I was just a normal guy who you just happened to say all those things to? Would you not be upset about what you said? Would that make it all alright?"
Ash's word hit Iris like a gut punch, and she looked down. "I-I really am sorry Ash, I-" "I know Iris," Ash said, "I know you don't actually think all those things you said, but..why do you have to say them in the first place? I understand wanting to fight back against someone mean, but.. yo u don't need to start fighting if no one is attacking Iris."
"I.." Iris sighed, "You're right... It's just.. I'm always so worried you know? Worried about what will happen if someone catches me off guard." To Iris' surprise, Ash looked up and smiled at her, "Take it from me," He said, "Sometimes..sometimes getting caught off guard is a good thing."
As though to prove his point, Ash leaned forward, pressing his lips gently against Iris'. Iris' eyes widened at the kiss, but when Ash began to move away, she pushed closer, deepening the kiss. Ash began moving his hands along Iris' body, feeling as much of her as he could, and tugging on the hems of her clothes. Seeing Iris was nervous, Ash smiled and reached down, slowly removing his his own clothes, letting her see his pussy.
Iris, even having expected to see it, was still surprised by the sight. Ash's features really were quite feminine when you really looked at him, and Iris could see now that it all fit together perfectly. Iris began removing her own clothes as well, Ash licking his lips as he saw more and more of her mocha skin.
Iris was nearly extremely flat-chested, and from the way she stood, instinctively covering part of her chest with her arms, Ash could tell she was sensitive about it, if only slightly. Iris' legs went for miles, and even without a perfect view, Ash could tell how great her ass was as well. Iris was probably expecting Ash to go straight for her rather luscious rump or comment on her legs, giving praise to her best features, and in any normal situation, he probably would've.
But Iris didn't just need pleasure, she needed a lesson; to learn that people don't automatically focus disliking her worst features or indulging in her best. To show this point, Ash moved his head down and began licking teasingly along Iris' nipples. Her chest was extremely sensitive for being so small, and when he took her nipple in his mouth to suck on it, Iris' entire body froze up in pleasure and left her unable to speak.
Ash made a mental note of this as he moved his hand down between her legs, grinding his palm into her slowly dampening slit. Iris moaned more and more, but refused to just let herself melt under all the pleasure. She moved her hand over, returning the favor and beginning to finger Ash's surprisingly tight pussy.
Ash moaned softly around Iris' nipple, the vibration making her groan more as he kept grinding his palm harder against her pussy. In retaliation, Iris pushed in three more fingers into Ash's pussy, pumping them in fast.
Ash, knowing they'd just end up getting more aggressive with each other like this, decided to change their position. He moved his hand back, and sat with his legs intertwined with Iris'.
Iris didn't understand why at first, until Ash moved his hips forward and began rubbing their pussies together. Both moaned loudly, then grinned wickedly. This way they could both go as rough as they wanted and it wouldn't end up some kind of competition.
Which was good, because by the time they both came, Cilan could hear them all the way back at the camp.