(A/N): Hello, erraybody! If you voted for Compilation of Requests on my poll, here you go! So, before you start bombarding me with requests, here are some guidelines: I prefer you PM me said requests, but if you are anon or something and want to review, your review must contain the genders/sexualities of the characters, names, POV, if you want a lemon or not, basic plot idea (or be as detailed as you want!) and basic personality of the characters. I will NOT and I repeat, NOT accept hetero pairings. Sorry if you are offended, but this story IS titled, The Gay Side of Pokemon. I may not get to all requests, and I write kinda slow, so please be patient, and bear with me.
Now, without further ado, my first request, a fucked up yuri requested by: MIDNIGHT HUNTER 117. This is an AU where everyone is a half-breed, or gijinka. See HillianLink's Living a Life of Odd Luxury for reference on half-breeds and whatnot if it's still unclear to you. We got Some Latias action already! (woo!) btw, in this story, they are not considered Legendary, just rare. And they are all half-breeds/gijinkas. ^^; Don't be fooled by the beginning, this is NOT straight~
Almost Straight...
Well, toaday is going to suck so much. There, I said it, there's no reason to lie to myself about it anyway. It was not only my first day of the eleventh grade, but my first day in a huge new school. My family just moved to Los Angeles from Alaska, so the whole 'heat' thing was actually pretty amazing. One problem, though, now that my parents had jobs in the city, they didn't have the time nor the money to homeschool me or do an online program, so I was going to public school. Yaaaayyyy... the whitest of the whitest Latias, going to public school, in LA... I'll totally have friends...
"Sweetie, it's almost time to go!" I heard my mom, a Latias, like me, yell up the stairs.
"I'm coming, Mom!" I yelled back as I pulled my red hair into a loose ponytail, not bothering to brush it. Hey, it didn't look that bad, and besides, it's not like I had to look pretty for anyone in Alaska! I would consider myself a little tomboyish, but not that much. I mean, I despise skirts and wear only skinny jeans, and don't like 'girly' colors. I'm still girly, but not girly, if that makes any sense. Anyway, I was wearing my usual today, a pair of tight dark blue skinny jeans, and a black Pokémon t-shirt. As I slipped on my red skate shoes, which didn't match anything very well, I grabbed my backpack and flew down the steps quite clumsily. As I rounded the corner and into the foyer, I was greeted by a stern-looking mom with her arms crossed.
"Forget something?" she asked, adjusting her glasses dramatically.
"But, Mom, I'll look like a nerd!" I exclaimed, trying my best to focus my vision.
"Honey, we both know you're blind as a bat, now come on, you'll be late if we have to do this again," she said in her best 'please calm the fuck down' voice as she held out my blue glasses. I took them with a huff and shoved them on my face, figuring I can always take them off on the bus.
"Alright, sweetie, remember, the bus leaves at seven thirty, so don't be late; I love you, and I'll see you later," she called rather sweetly as she walked out the door to go to work. I mumbled a "Love you too," in response and checked the time; seven twenty-five, I got time. I started out the door early, though, better early than late, right? As I walked down the sidewalk to the bus stop, I took off my glasses and put them in the water bottle pocket on the side of my bag, I didn't even want to be seen in those thick glasses that almost screamed 'I'm a nerd!'
Apparently I was right to leave early, the bus was just arriving as I stepped onto the corner that was the designated stop. Trying to avoid embarrassment, I quickly walked around the front of the bus, and up the steep steps that led inside. My stomach dropped when I saw that nearly every seat was full, except one in the very very back, which was only occupied by... someone... I couldn't see them very well. Oh well, I guess that's where I'm sittin'. I started to walk down the aisle awkwardly, trying not to hit anyone with my bulging backpack as I trudged to the last seat.
"Hello there, what's your name?" an unbelievably cheery and slightly effeminate voice chimed as I sat down in the slightly cramped seat.
"U-uh hi, I'm Judy," I replied quietly.
"Hi, I'm Sam," he introduced himself happily while giving me a ridiculous grin. After that, we just sat in silence for a while until Sam spoke up.
"You have real pretty eyes," he remarked with a smile. For the first time, I looked up at him, and could make out a pair of white ears, a pale face, two large amber eyes, and vibrant blue hair.
"T-thanks..." why was I so nervous! Seriously!
"Heehee, you're cute, y'know that?" my belly had a plethora of fluttery butterflies inside and my pale face was now a deep crimson. I looked away, hiding my blush.
"Are these yours?" he asked innocently. I looked over to see he was holding up a pair of blue glasses.
"U-uh..." he probably wouldn't think I was cute if he knew I had to wear those...
"'Cause they'd look super cute on you," GAHHHHHHH! Oh my god he's irresistible!
"R-really?" I asked, at a loss for words.
"Yeah! C'mon lemme see," he begged cutely, holding the glasses towards me. Well, if they'd look cute... I slowly slipped them on, pushing my bangs away afterwards.
"H-how do I l-look?" I asked cautiously, an obvious lack of self-esteem in my voice.
"Just how I thought you would," he replied sweetly, a slight blush on his face. I took this moment to look over his features, and my god he was gorgeous. His eyes were amber, the color of Latias eyes, but it just made him look more innocent and adorable. He had a slim face that wasn't very masculine, but was absolutely stunning anyway. And to top it all off, he had the brightest blue hair I've ever seen, much brighter than my father's.
"Y-you're p-pretty," I mumbled, my cheeks turning a violent shade of red.
That one bus ride was the start of a beautiful friendship...
One Month Later
Ever since that one bus ride, Sam has been my best friend, and we've been hanging out at his house after school. Today, though, my parents were going to be home at nine, which gave us time to hang at my house... by ourselves... heh heh. Maybe I could finally make my move on him! Aieeee!
"Hey, Judy, are you okay?" I blinked and quickly realized I was staring, slightly cross eyed, at the seat in front of me, drooling a little.
"Huh- oh, yeah, I'm good," I said quickly, casually wiping a little drool off my chin.
"Oh, okay, I can't wait to see your house," he gushed, cheery as ever.
"It's pretty nice, I guess," I said, thinking about the fanciness of my house, "We have a cool finished basement," I added thoughtfully.
"So, when do your parents get home?" he asked casually.
"Tonight they'll be late, around nine," I replied, trying my best to hide the sly smile that wanted to come out.
"Oh, alright then!" he said, still cheery as ever. He was adorable!
"So, what should we do today?" I asked nonchalantly as the bus pulled out of the lot slowly.
"I dunno, what do you want to do?" I playfully glared at him.
"You're not helping!" I said in mock anger, still glaring.
"We'll figure it out when we get there, I guess," hehe, yes we will...
After a slightly long bus ride, we arrived at my average-sized house. As I unlocked the door and walked in, I motioned dramatically for Sam to enter my dwelling.
"Yes, thank you milady," he said in a mock english accent
"Of course, my dear sir," I replied jokingly, then added, "Welp, welcome to my humble abode," I said sarcastically.
"Wow, this place is nice!" he exclaimed as he stepped under the tall archway and onto the ornate blue tiles.
"Yeah, now c'mon, let's go to the basement," I said hurriedly as I grasped his wrist tightly and pulled him towards the steps.
"Woah, slow down there!" he joked as I led him down the carpeted steps that led to the basement. When we got to the doorway, I made a beeline for my warm and squishy couch. Wasting no time, I turned him around and threw him down onto the couch, immediately straddling him.
"W-what are you doing, Judy?" he asked nervously, blushing hard.
"This~" I said seductively as I leaned down quickly to initiate a sloppy french kiss. Immediately shoving my tongue into his mouth and trying to make him kiss back. After a few seconds, Sam finally started to move his lips and tongue in sync with mine, making me so happy I could die.
"Mmm~" I moaned lightly into the kiss, unable to stop the flood of euphoria that washed over me. As we kissed quite sloppily, I moved my hands down his body, starting at his chest, which had slight... boobs I guess. Maybe he just had to work out more? But his stomach was flat as can be... hmm. Then, I slowly moved below his waist to rub him through his black skinny jeans. But, when I got there and grinded my hand against him, he moaned lightly, but I didn't feel a boner, or any kind of penis for that matter.
"Umm, Sam?" I asked as I reluctantly broke the kiss.
"Yeah?~" he asked in a surprisingly effeminate voice. I rubbed his chest again, then between his legs, starting to catch on.
"A-are y-you a g-girl?" I asked, shocked.
"Uh- erm..." I could see 'his' eyes start to water slightly.
"Hey, no, it's okay!" I said quickly as a tear slid down his face and he choked on a sob.
"I-I meant to t-tell you before, really!" she said in what I guess is her natural voice, as it was quite high-pitched and girly.
"Hey, like I said, it's okay..." I soothed while brushing the bangs out of her eyes. "Um... would you like to continue?~"
"B-but I'm not a boy..." she said quietly, eyes still watery.
"I know that, silly," I teased playfully, trying to lighten the mood.
"But, y-you're not gay, are you?" she asked quietly, slight hope evident in her voice.
"Not necessarily, but I'm willing to experiment..." I said honestly.
"Alright... thanks," she mumbled softly, sniffling. Leaning down to kiss her again, my hands moved to her chest to grope at her small breasts. Sam moaned into the kiss immediately, her hands moving to my hips and butt. After a few seconds, I more or less shoved my tongue into her mouth, the lusty part of me starting to come out.
"Mmm...~" Sam moaned once more, starting to grope and squeeze my butt. Our tongues danced together in a slightly sloppy battle for dominance, hands groping and throats letting out moans the whole time. As time went on, my hands slowly wandered down her body and nearer to her jeans. As I unbuttoned said pants, Sam broke the kiss with a concerned look on her face.
"Are you sure you're okay with this?" she asked seriously, looking at me straight in the eyes.
"Of course," I replied honestly, noticing the adorable blush on her face.
"So... does this mean we're... y'know," her blush deepened and she stroked my sides lightly.
"Dating? If you want to, I think this experiment was a success," I said, meaning every word of it. With that she wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled my non-resistant body down with slight force, initiating a passionate kiss. My hands resumed their position on Sam's pants, undoing the zipper slowly. After all the fasteners of her pants were relieved of their duties, I teased her just underneath the hem of her panties. I could already feel the humidity inside her pants from her arousal. As I got bored with just teasing, I slipped my thumb inside her panties to brush her sex ever so slightly, slowly building up to the good stuff.
"Mmmpfhhh~" she moaned lightly into the kiss, making my tongue vibrate pleasantly. In response, I applied more pressure to her moist slit, earning myself some more moans. Suddenly, she pulled away from the kiss, a trail of saliva still connecting us.
"Judy... are you... sure you want to?" She was panting from the lack of oxygen.
"I already told you about 800 times yes!" I exclaimed. "Now kiss me, damn it!" What I did next surprised even me. I forcefully pushed Sam into a laying position on the couch and straddled her once more as I held her hands above her head. As I demanded, we shared a deep and passionate kiss, before I pulled away, earning a sharp whine from Sam.
"Now, are you sure you want this?~" I asked in a seductive voice. Damn, when did I become so lusty?
"Mmm... yes," she moaned out, apparently turned on by our current position.
"If you want it, you gotta work for it, hun~" I said sexily. "Now beg~" Her eyes seemed to roll back in pleasure and lust. I guess she likes it rough...
"Yes, I want it so bad! Dominate me, make me feel good!" Suddenly, as I looked into her pleasure filled eyes, I realized how out of character this was for me. To sexually dominate another girl; the thought would've never crossed my mind a few hours ago. It was weird, but I decided it was a good thing, so I continued.
"Yeah? How bad do you want it?"
"Please, I want it so much, I'd give anything for you to just fuck me!" she yelled out frantically, losing patience, but in a good way, if that makes any sense.
"Hmmm... I'll think about it..." I said with an evil grin, making her wimper.
"Please, Judy, I need it," she pleaded.
"You need what, baby?" I asked in mock innocence and cluelessness.
"C'mon, touch me! Lick me! Something, please!" Sam whimpered.
"This turns you on, doesn't it? Being dominated like a sissy girl, even though you look like a big, dominant boy." I teased, wondering if I was taking it too far.
"Mmhm, yes, I love it!" she screamed, lust practically dripping from her voice.
"Good~" I finally gave in and leaned down to kiss her neck as my hands transitioned so that one hand held both of her wrists above her head. My other hand moved down her body and under her shirt. When I got to her small breasts, which were not supported by any sort of bra, I groped at them softly as I kissed, licked, and nibbled her slender neck.
"Wow, J-Judy, you-you're so good at this~" she moaned and gasped underneath me with each little nibble and squeeze. My hand snaked its way back down her stomach to slowly push up her shirt. I pushed it until it rested just above her breasts, giving me full access. Taking my sweet old time, I traced my fingers around her breasts and then down her navel. As I reached her still unfastened pants, I turned my arm around and slipped my hand in so that I cupped her pussy. Her sexy moans were extremely pleasant to the ear, and it was making me a little moist down there. I relented my assault of kisses and bites on her neck, only to immediately continue the barrage on her breasts and nipples. At the same time, my hand started to rub slowly over her whole dripping wet slit, getting soaked in juices.
"Oh God I'm pathetic," she groaned out, emitting a slight gasp as I continued to rub her sex, slowly getting faster and harder. I took a break from her nipples to answer.
"Why is that?" I asked softly, flicking my tongue over a nipple.
"I'm gonna c-cum already..." she admitted softly, a blush of shame coming to her face.
"Already, Sam? We've barely even started!" I exclaimed, slight amusement showing on my face.
"I... I'm sorry, I just can't help myself... It's so good~" she panted and groaned, already so close to her climax. By now my hand grinding into her slit was making a sickly squishing sound and she was just leaking more moisture by the second. Her hips were pushing and thrusting toward my hands in an apparently involuntary gesture, the needs of her body taking over. She panted in short bursts, then continued to hold her breath, eyes wrenched shut. Soon, her panting got harder and each breath turned into a slight moan until her whole body tensed.
"F-fuck..." Sam groaned as her muscles relaxed and slightly more juice leaked out of her. After her climax, she just stared into my eyes with a half-lidded gaze until she found the energy to speak.
"S-sorry I finished so early..." she apologized softly, still panting slightly.
"You don't have to be sorry, I'm just glad you enjoyed it." I replied gently, my hands now playing with her hair.
"You just got me so excited and I couldn't help it..." she said, before adding, "And the way you were so dominant with me; that's one of my... turn-ons, I guess." After a long while of just silence and staring into each other's eyes, Sam spoke in a soft tone.
"Do you want me to... y'know... for you?" she asked with slight guilt in her voice.
A sly smile crossed my face. "No, actually, I don't know~" I said playfully. "Please elaborate~" Her face blushed a bright red once more, thoughts of pleasuring me no doubt running through her mind.
"Well, do you want me to... make you feel good?" she was trying to avoid reality, eh?
"Be more specific." I said, obvious enjoyment lacing my voice.
"Do you want me to..." she grinned evilly, "Rub your tight little pussy? Eat you out? Finger-fuck you senseless?" I got wet just hearing her say those words...
"What!?" Someone yelled from the other side of the room.
"Mom!"
(A/N): What the heckie deckie Mom? Anyway, I already have a reserved request for chapter two but, y'know, REQUEST REQUEST REQUEST