A/N: Of course my sister would have put this for L. She's strange like that, so warning that this is a little bit sensual. Please enjoy!

Lust

Lust: n. 1. Intense, excessive, or unrestrained sexual desire. 2. An overwhelming craving-v. To have an inordinate desire, esp. sexual desire.

Her eyes flickered his way again for the hundredth time that day. And also for the hundredth time that day she scolded herself for thinking such dirty thoughts about her best friend. But it was hard not too she had to admit, because it seemed that the guy was such a desirable piece of flesh and it wasn't just herself that gave him second or third glances as they enjoyed their day at the beach. He, like all the other boys, was dressed in swimming trunks only. They hung low around his waist, just underneath his abs and let everyone see just how toned and amazingly gorgeous his body had grown.

The minute he pulled off his worn out blue jeans and black t-shirt, it seemed all eyes that belonged to females were glued to him and his tan, deliciously built body. It didn't hurt that he had an attractive face either. He was eighteen now, and he had lost the pudginess so that it was now more chiseled and angular with a strong jaw line. His hair was still as messy as ever, and without his cap it proved only to make his features more desirable. For someone so kind hearted and sweet, he did have that rugged bad boy look down. And damn it all to hell, she was drooling over him.

She hadn't always been like this, lusting after him like some floozy. She hardly ever got to see him anyways since he traveled all the friggen time. Sure, she had crushed on him as a kid, anyone could admit he was such an adorable dork back then but she also thought she had gotten over that the more time they spent apart. Especially since she had only gotten about one phone call from him the whole time he traveled the Sinnoh region and then went back to Jhoto so that he could participate in the battle frontier. She'd also been on a few dates during that time (which happened to be a few years) and had plenty of kisses and all that other good stuff (she was still a virgin thank you very much). But never had she watched a boy with so much intensity or…want.

It annoyed her that she was about a year older than him too and usually she did prefer older men. They were more mature and seemed to understand what crushes or dating was and they knew how to treat a girl that way. But no, she had to have this craving for a dense idiot who didn't even care to have a girlfriend. He had to be the only boy who didn't think with the thing in his pants and for some reason that bugged her. Normally she would be infuriated with a boy that only wanted to get into her pants, because seriously a personality is much more important than that in a relationship. If you didn't actually like each other than well, you obviously just wouldn't last. But with Ash, it was different. She had known him since she was eleven, and that would be about eight years of at least being friends and well…maybe that was why she wanted him so bad.

She always did have a knack for wanting things she couldn't have. He would definitely be a part of that, seeing that he was more infatuated with training and traveling than girls. And seeing that she probably wouldn't be able to have him as an actual boyfriend…she wondered if maybe she could just…have him. Oh man, cue the blush. How could she even possibly be thinking like that? She wasn't a slut, and if he didn't even know about dating he couldn't possibly know how to be intimate. No matter how much she wished he did. Wasn't it supposed to be the boy who made the moves and thought about things like this anyways? Why did things always have to be the opposite between them? They were weird best friends that was for sure.

"Hey Misty!" He called out to her as he jogged over to her spot on the beach where she sat on a horsea beach towel. She lifted her white sunglasses off her nose and smile at him as best she could. It was difficult seeing as his body glistened in the sun, and water dripped onto her dry skin as he leaned over her. It sent shivers down her spine.

"Hey Ash," she said trying to act as if his appearance didn't make her heart pound so fast against her chest.

"Why aren't you in the water? Isn't like your element or something?" he asked with a curious expression before falling onto his knees beside her and leaning in close to her face. He was doing that on purpose! He had to be.

"I'm tanning stupid," she huffed pulling her sunglasses back down and backing away from face. If he got any closer she wasn't sure if she could control her urges.

"You getting tan? That's a funny idea. I thought redheads couldn't tan," he chuckled, allowing his breath to hit the spot on the side of her neck as she had turned forward to watch Brock and Dawn with Pikachu, Buizel, Staryu, Corsula, and Piplup splash around playfully in the water.

"I can if I'm careful," she replied hotly. She caught her breath as his hand suddenly wrapped around her wrist and he was pulling her up off the ground.

"Well, we came here for you so that you can spend some time in the ocean. So that's where you're going to be," he laughed tugging her forcefully as he made his way towards the water.

"Let go of me you jerk!" she growled trying to pull her wrist out of his grasp. Just that touch alone was sending to many thoughts into her head. How would it feel to have his hands touch her in other places? "Ash please?" she whined only to have him scoop her up in his arms as together they hit a wave head on. She coughed and hurriedly pushed off the sandy floor to shoot up to the surface and shook her head to get rid of the excess water. She glared at Ash as he smirked from where he treaded water and pushed his dark hair from his eyes. He was so hot.

"Now don't you feel better?" He asked swimming closer to her as she tried to pull long wet strands of orange hair from her face where they seemed to be plastered.

"Go away," she grumbled.

"Don't be like that Mist. I thought you liked water?" he was much closer now, treading water right in front of her. So with a quick movement she placed her hands on his shoulders, lifted herself up a bit and then pushed as hard as she could so that he went under. With a giggle she held him there, struggling as he tried to fight his way out from her strong grasp. She stopped with a gasp as his hands found her thighs and he pulled her under along with him. From her surprise he was able to wrap one arm around her waist and pull her close as they both went up for air.

"Let go!" She demanded, trying to pull out of his grasp. She hated herself for liking the way their bodies felt against each other and wanted out of his half embrace as soon as possible.

"No way, you might try and drown me again," he said with a smirk.

"Y-you don't understand idiot. Let me go," it wasn't as demanding as she wanted it to sound. It came out more like she was begging him.

"What's wrong? Did you get hurt?" His playfulness immediately saturated into concern, and her breath hitched as he accidently slid his hand down her waist and took a firm grip on her hip. She felt the tingle in her spine as she let out a soft moan and arched into his touch while his other hand held her on her shoulder.

"Ash," she shuddered, her voice low and soft. She felt him tense as the urge finally became stronger and her legs wrapped around his waist and she looped her arms around his neck.

"M-Misty?" He was trembling now as she slid closer to him so that their bodies were fully pressed together. She loved the way she could feel his muscles against her and hummed as she snuggled her head in the crook of his neck. If only he were more knowledgeable in this kind of thing. If only he could-what? Was he actually sliding his hand lower than her waist? She let out another moan as he shifted her lower against him and she flushed as she realized that he was very much pleasured by their position. Could he really know what they were doing?

She pulled back and looked up at him, noting that he had a goofy grin on his face and his eyes were dark with…lust? Desire? Longing? Could this actually be true? She moved gently against him and watched as he flushed deeply, a groan emitting from the back of his throat.

"Ash! Misty!" Both teens halted in their actions as Brock's voice called out to them. "Stop strangling each other and get over here so we can play some beach volleyball!"

Misty let out a shriek as Ash suddenly tossed her off of him and she landed with a loud splash into the water. As she resurfaced she giggled as Ash basically ran away.

A/N: LOL well…hope it was to your satisfaction. Let me know if it was okay!

~waterfalls