ALRIGHT INSTALLMENT 2 OF BLACK AND WHITE WOO! *cricket cricket* No one?

Black (Hilbert/Touya) 16

White (Hilda/Touko) 16

"What are you waiting for?" White asked half whispering. Black stood at the foot of the bed watching White. She had her head resting on her right arm. The other pointed toward black, ending with a finger that curled in and out begging Black to get on. White was wearing a lacey white bra and a matching panty on. There was no way Black could ever refuse. He took a moment to look at himself and realized he was wearing nothing but black boxer shorts on (see what I did there?). Looking immediately back at White, she was now sitting up in bed rubbing her hands on herself. Starting from her breasts, and slowly moving down to her hips and back up again. Doing so made Black realized how perfectly curved her body was. This turned on him even more. The third time through she stopped and groped her breasts. She gave a very stimulating moan as she did so. She then looked at Black, still groping her breasts, and licked her lips. That did it.

Black snapped and jumped on the bed. He first started with her thighs, which had just the right amount of fat. He gave both a good long stroke. White bit her bottom lip as he did so. He then started kissing the right thigh ending with a suck. He then moved to the left and gave it a lick starting from the bottom of the thigh going up till the panties. "Oh yes!" White whined to the feeling of black's tongue on her skin. When he finished he looked up and saw two huge mounds in front of him. Without thinking he grabbed her soft, supple breasts which barely fit in his hands. "Ohhh," White moaned. Black massaged her massive mounds, all the while listening to White's fantastic voice that came out every time he squeezed. Black finally looked away from the addicting feeling and saw White and her amazing blue eyes that looked directly into his. He was mesmerized for a while, staring into her eyes, but then his own moved down and he turned his attention to her lips. White noticed this and so she opened her mouth and stuck her wet sopping tongue out at him. Black let it hang out for a while, still kneading her breasts until he finally opened his mouth and moved in closer to devour her tongue.

Black gasped. He found himself looking at the roof of a tent. He was breathing heavily, exhaling and inhaling hard. He found he was clenching his cap and so he wore it on his face to hide his embarrassment. He took it off after a few seconds, his breathing finally returning back to normal. He heard pokemon outside and realized that the sun was coming through a crack through the tent's zipper. It was morning already. Black sat up in his sleeping bag and started to remember the dream.

'It always ends at the good parts huh?' he thought to himself. He let out a long sigh. He then got out of his sleeping bag and noticed he had some morning wood, a huge bulge on the front top area of his pants. He started to remember every little thing about the dream, White's erotic underwear, her smooth body, her luscious tongue, her beautiful voice.

"Good morning," White said sleepily.

'Yeah, just like that," he thought nodding his head. His eyes widened as far as it could. He turned to his right to find White lying on her side in her sleeping bag looking up at him. "GAHHH," Black screamed jumping back. White jumped as well. 'O Shit!' Black screamed in his head, "I can't let her see my boner!" That was all he could think about. He scurried till his back hit the opposite end of the tent from White.

"O-Oh-Oh no I'm sorry!" White said sweetly. She smiled sweetly as well, and giggled at the memory of Black jumping back. "I didn't mean to scare you," White said reassuringly. Black was completely paralyzed. He felt just like he did when he ran into some stun spore that a wild cottonee set up.

'Alright,' Black thought, 'I just have to stay back a while and calm my erection down, which was very noticeable in his skinny jeans.

"Are you alright?" White asked worriedly. She got out of her sleeping bag, got on her hands and knees, and crawled toward Black. As White crawled toward him Black spotted something that would be nice in a more normal situation, but something very dangerous in the situation he was in. Black could see White's cleavage clearly. He then turned schizophrenic and vividly pictured White in underwear from his dream. He was in a fetal position except he was sitting up, trying to cover away his erection with his legs which was getting harder as White came closer.

'CRAP CRAP CRAP!' He screamed in his head. He saw White, sweating, and breathing heavily, moaning every time she got closer. Of course that was all in his head. The girl looked toward the boy whose eyes were wide open, mouth frowning, and face completely red.

'Oh no I knew I shouldn't have slept in the tent with him!' White scolded herself in her head. She gave herself a light knock on the head, still continuing to come closer to Black. 'Alright I'll just go ahead and check to see if he's sick,' she thought to herself, 'Then I'll be able to put my forehead on his!' She tried hard to suppress a grin.

'Why is she getting closer?' Black thought panicking. He still saw a very seductive White whose face was finally just a few inches away from him. Black was on full alert. 'Oh god please don't look down, don't look down!' Black pleaded in his mind. He then felt a hand on his forehead. Black looked forward. He felt her brush away his bangs. He saw her face getting closer and closer. 'Am I still dreaming?' he thought. He fixated on her moist lips which were coming closer and closer until finally, it stopped. He felt White's forehead on his.

"Mmmm," White hummed. He stared directly into her azure eyes. This reminded him of his dream. His dick was still rock hard but he tried his best to ignore it. After what felt like an eternity White finally pulled her forehead away but kept her face close. "Well it looks like you don't have a fever!" White sung. Black's face was that of a tomato. Black then looked at White who was actually all over him, her hand right next to his hips and her stomach resting on his legs. He opened his legs as he realized how uncomfortable it must be. White slid forward as did so. He then began to wonder why she hadn't gotten off him but that thought was interrupted by the feeling of a hand on his rod. The two stared at each other for a while. White had moved her hands in order to get up and she had put her right one on something hard. She looked down to see her hand on Black's crotch area. 'Hard?' White thought. Then she finally understood what it was. She looked back up to Black who was burying his hand on his face. "Kya!" she screamed. She got off as quick as possible holding her hand out and running out of the tent, leaving a mentally dying Black in it

She got outside and into the sunlight. She ran into the meadow that they had set up tent in front of. Black didn't have a tent and was used to just sleeping in his sleeping bag. White thought it would be cruel to leave her unrequited love outside in the cold and so she reluctantly asked him to sleep in the tent together. After all, there was more than enough space for two people. She then looked back at reality and stared at her outstretched hand. She brought in closer to her face. She thought about burying her face in it for a moment but then she immediately shook her head back and forth and stared at the ground. 'I got to feel something nice,' she thought, face still red and looking at the ground.

"U-Um," Black called out hoarsely. He had finally recovered from the traumatic incident. White jumped and turned around.

"Y-yes?" White managed to get back. She saw Black getting slowly but surely getting out of the tent, not making eye contact.

"Let's just forget that ever happened," Black coughed, pretending to look at the sky. White stared at him for a while leaning to the side. She finally replied when she almost fell over.

"Oh sure!" White said cheerfully, "No problem at all!" She began to rub the back of her head with her right hand. She laughed softly to herself.

"This last line right now that I'm saying," Black started, "Will be the last that talks about what just happened." White nodded her head still rubbing the back of her head. She then turned around and held out her right hand. Then the thought struck her that she had just used it. She shook her head and turned back to look at Black who was putting his things together.

'Alright,' White thought, "Time to hit the road,"

Black, slinging his bag over his shoulder, thought, 'I don't know if should be happy or sad."

Okay so another good short one. I've decided that I'll make each chapter 3 pages or more (Microsoft word wise) and each chapter will be released every 3 days (no promises). ENJOY! CHESSSHIPPING FTW! Almost forgot, REVIEW...please.