Hey Nuggies! Welcome! I'll keep this little intro sweet and simple. It's a Christmas Special! A little filler for the in between chapters and to celebrate the holidays! I decided to write this as a gift to you, my little Nuggies! Even if you don't celebrate Christmas, or don't celebrate any holiday, I do hope you enjoy this little filler. Now please, sit back, cozy on up and buckle in. It's about to be sweet, and a bit spicy in here. I will add that the timing for this fic is set a bit into the future of the sequel.

Pair: Ash/Paul

Rating: M for Spicy (just for a warning this entire chapter is basically smut)

Enjoy!

Despite wearing a heavy coat, Ash shivered from the sheer cold that greeted him on the way out of the cabin door. Paul, his boyfriend, had taken him away from all the hustle and bustle of the city to a cabin his family owned within the Sinnoh mountains. They had celebrated the holidays with his mother and Reggie, Pauls' brother, earlier in the day before they left, and to his surprise even their pokémon were left behind for their few days away from Veilstone City.

When he asked why the only answer he got from his taller boyfriend was that he needed a break away from everyone and everything. It was thoughtful of Paul. He had been feeling pressured over everything that had been happening over the last few months with Aster and what had happened in Alola. So when Paul whisked him away for a few days of just them he could instantly feel relief fill him.

The cabin Paul took him too was amazing and the view absolutely breathtaking. The cabin was large, enough room for a family of six to fit comfortably, and had tall enough ceilings that he was sure Tyrantrum could stand comfortably in. Paul had taken him around the cabin to show him where everything was and to his surprise there was a natural hot spring and an outdoor shower. He was surprised to see the hot spring. He had thought that there were only natural ones in Kanto and Johto.

"Morning."

The deep voice of Paul startled Ash a bit as he wasn't expecting it and turned to see Paul standing in front of a stump, axe in hand, and cut pieces of firewood scattered around the stump. Ash swallowed down the sudden flooding of saliva as he noticed that Paul was standing there shirtless, despite the cold, dirtied and ripped jeans, his hiking boots, and hair tied up into a small bun with a few thick strands falling down from it.

"M-Morning," Ash greeted back as he remembered that Paul had greeted him, "aren't you cold?" Ash had to blink a few times before he was able to look up at Pauls' face. His face felt a bit flushed as he noticed the smirk Paul had on his lips, but he blamed it on the cold.

"Not really. Been moving around enough to not feel the cold," Paul said as he lifted the axe in his hand and slammed it down blade side first into the stump so it stuck into the wood. Ash nodded and watched Paul gather the wood in his arms before piling them up against the house where the rest of the firewood was. Ash had offered to help pick up the wood yesterday when Paul had chopped it up, but all Paul did was give him a look before he picked up what they had used last night in the fireplace.

"What are you doing out here?" Paul asked as he pulled down the tarp that covered the wood to keep snow and rain off the blocks.

"I was looking for you. Breakfast is ready," Ash said as he led the way inside the warm cabin. He had taken the time last night to do most of the prep for breakfast and proudly showed Paul his homemade cinnamon rolls. They were large, fluffy, and the frosting oozed into the layers.

"Looks good baby," Paul said as he sat down and let Ash serve him his cinnamon roll with a tall glass of fresh Moomoo milk.

"What are you wanting to do today?" Ash asked as he dug into his roll and mentally thanked his mother for teaching him how to make these. They were easily his favorite treat, not that he was able to have them often, and now that he knew how to make them then he could have an unlimited number of them.

"We can do whatever," Paul replied after swallowing his bite, "We have three days in the cabin before responsibilities pull us back to reality."

Ash nodded and they fell into silence as they finished eating the breakfast Ash had made. While Paul had started to clean up their dishes, Ash made his way to the room they were occupying. He made his way into the closet where he had stashed his bag and opened it. Ash moved a few articles of clothing he had left in it and grabbed a pair of thick socks to unravel revealing the item he had stowed away in it.

When he packed this item he had given it quite a bit of thought. He and Paul had been together for almost eight months and while they had done things they had yet to take that final step. It was kind of hard to do while on the road, and not wanting to do it in a Center or the Oaks' house in Alola, and dealing with the bit of trauma he had gotten during the conference, needless to say. He was finally ready.

Ash clasped the lube and wet wipes before moving to the door to peek out of the closet only to an empty room. He waited a few moments before dashing over to the bed and tucking the new bottle under his pillow. He straightened the room from the mess they made yesterday when they got in as well as grabbed a couple of towels from the bathroom. He made sure the vent to the room was open fully to keep it warm before leaving the bedroom to find Paul.

His boyfriend was just finishing the dishes when he walked back into the kitchen and Ash had to stop in the doorway and admire him. Paul had gotten quite a tan while they were in Alola, even though it had faded just a bit when they came to Sinnoh a couple of weeks ago, and Ash loved it. He had taken to running his hands over Pauls' tanned skin many times just admiring him and the muscles he had developed with working out. And don't get Ash started with watching Paul work out. He swore that he had never gotten so aroused than when he did watching Paul bench press well above his own weight.

Ash mentally shook his head to get the images and thoughts out of his head before Paul noticed his state of being. He was glad he was wearing one of Pauls' sweaters as it hid the bulge he had developed. He walked further into the kitchen and stood on his tip toes to give Paul a kiss on his cheek as he thanked him for cleaning up. He told Paul to go get cleaned up and once the taller teen was gone he started to prep their lunch. He also put a few bottles of water in the fridge and once he was finished and everything was in the fridge he made his way back to the bedroom.

He heard the shower still going and so he quickly added the finishing touches to the room, lights off so the only light was the sunlight, a few lit candles, and soft music. He shed his clothes until all he was left in was Pauls' sweater and his boxer briefs before pulling down the blankets on the bed. He laid down for a moment to make sure his head wouldn't hit the headboard before moving to kneel on the bed. Ash felt his cheeks flush as he heard the shower turn off and the glass door being opened.

He felt his heart begin to pound as the seconds passed by and just before he thought he was going to have a heart attack, the door opened. Ash looked over and watch Paul walk through the door with just a towel on his waist. He saw the moment Paul realize that the room was different than he left it and his face flushed darker as he met Pauls' eyes with his own.

"Baby?" Paul asked as he stepped further into the room.

"Hi," Ash spoke softly and gave Paul a small smile.

"What's all this?" Paul asked once he stepped up to the side of the bed where his clothes had been before Ash moved it to one of the chairs in the corner of the room.

"I'm ready."

"Ready?"

Ash nodded as he started to fidget with the ends of the sweater sleeves. It took a short moment but Ash saw the moment it clicked in Pauls' head. Ash confirmed his decision when Paul asked if he was sure and bit his lip softly as the towel dropped from Pauls' waist. He gulped around the lump in his throat as Paul climbed onto the bed. The smaller teen let Paul push him down gently onto the bed and gave him a small smile.

Ash tilted his head up as Paul leaned down to kiss him and he let out the deep breath he didn't know he had been holding. He loved kissing Paul and Ash didn't think that he could get enough of it. He arched into a warm hand as Pauls' ran his hand up his side under the sweater and felt a bit of a dip by his head telling him that Paul had pressed his hand down there to hold himself up. Ash didn't hold back the soft whimper as Paul pulled back from the kiss and opened his eyes, not even remembering when he closed them, to look up at Paul.

He watched Paul sit up on his knees and followed him by sitting up to help Paul take the sweater he wore off. He shivered a bit as the air in the room was a bit cooler than the heat he felt coursing through his body. Ash let out a shaky breath as he was laid back down and tilted his head to the side as Paul trailed warm kisses down his neck.

"Paul!" Ash yelled as his boyfriend suddenly bit him, but he wasn't mad. The bit of pain sent through him gave him just as much pleasure and it shocked him. He didn't know that pain could make him feel good.

"Yes?" Paul answered, a smirk on his lips, as he looked from his handy work to meet Ashs' eyes, but Ash kept silent as he reached up and tugged Paul down by his hair to kiss him with more fervor. They kissed for a few minutes and while a bit sloppy, it didn't fail to send spikes of arousal through Ash.

"More," Ash gasped out as he panted softly to give his lungs the air they begged for. Paul let out a chuckle, Ash was just a bit jealous that his boyfriend didn't seem as out of breath as he was, but the jealousy quickly faded away as one of his nipples was take in by the warm, wet heat of Pauls' mouth. Ash reached up and gripped Pauls' hair gently as his boyfriend pleasurably abused his nipples.

He arched his back and moved his legs a bit so Paul could rest between them comfortably. He thought he was prepared to feel Paul between his legs, but when the larger teen was there, brushing up against his bulge with his own hard cock, he was sure he was done for. Ash let out a soft groan as Paul left his nipples and trailed kisses and bites down the rest of his torso until Paul bit down a little harder on the soft parts of his lower stomach.

Ash looked down to where Paul was to see Paul looking up at him with his fingers hooked around the hem of his boxer briefs. Ash nodded and lifted his hips in silent permission, as he didn't trust his voice, and in one smooth move Ash was just as naked as Paul was. He felt his cock slap his slower belly but paid it no mind as he watched Paul lick his lips and lower himself. He watched, not even registering what was going to happen, as Paul grasped his hips before licking a thick strip up the underside of his cock.

Ash was glad and frustrated that Paul was holding his hips down as all he wanted to do was thrust up against the friction Paul was giving him with his tongue. He felt his cock leak onto his belly a bit more before suddenly his cock was encased in Pauls' mouth.

"Fuck!" Ash groaned out loudly as he reached down to grab at Pauls' wrist and hair. He didn't have the strength to make Paul move, but he didn't need to as his boyfriend began to bob his head. Ash was so focused on actually breathing that he didn't notice how close he was to cumming until the tidal wave of pleasure hit him and his vision whited out.

When Ash got his bearings back, Paul moved from laying down between his legs to kneeling between them and running his hands down his sides and thighs before trailing them back up again. Ash hoarsely whispered out of Pauls' name before making his arm move, as weirdly pleasure numbed his body was, to grab the bottle of lube he had stashed under the pillow.

"Are you sure?" Paul asked as he took the bottle once Ash held it out and all Ash did was nod and widen his legs. He whispered a soft please as Paul clicked open the tube. He shivered a bit as some of the cold lube landed on his inner thigh, but didn't fuss about it. He took a deep breath as he watched Paul move his hand closer to his hole and did his best not to tense up or move as he felt the initial touch. The lube had been warmed up by Pauls' fingers, which he was grateful for.

"Ready baby?" Paul asked as he rubbed his middle finger in a circle to make sure the entire surface was covered in lube and to help Ash get used to the touch.

"I am," Ash replied with a nod and gasped as Paul pressed his finger in just enough for the tip of his finger was inside. It felt weird, but it wasn't a bad weird, so he asked Paul to keep going, and soon enough he had Pauls' entire finger inside him. He noticed that Paul waited a few moments, he assumed it was for him to tell Paul that he was done, before Paul started to move his finger. Then before he knew it Paul was three fingers deep in him, abusing his prostate, and his boyfriends' name bursting out of his mouth.

When Paul pulled his fingers out, Ash felt weirdly empty, but the sensation was dashed as the lubed head of Pauls' cock pressed against his slackened hole. Ash looked up as Paul pressed in and it was like he forgot to breathe. His cock was a bit bigger than three fingers, but instead of telling Paul to stop he tried to press down to get more inside of him. He wasn't able to, to his frustration, due to Paul gripping his hips.

"Stay still baby," Paul growled out and Ash, finally paying more attention to Paul since he began to press his cock into him, saw how tense Paul was. It was as if he were staring at a predator holding back its instincts, so he held still. He did his best not to tense up and let out a keening sound as Paul brushed against his prostate.

"Paul," Ash whispered his name over and over as if he were worshiping his boyfriend, and perhaps he was. He couldn't believe that they had waited this long to do this, but he was glad they did. Soon enough Paul was pressed in as far as he could be, and Ash paid no mind to the slight tickle on his ball sack from his pubes. Finally the grip Paul had on his hips, most likely to bruise not that Ash cared, had been released and Paul leaned down to kiss him. Ash wrapped his arms around Pauls' neck as he wrapped his legs around his hips. The kisses were lazy, a small hint of frenzy in the background, until Ash indicated that he was ready for Paul to move.

The first few thrusts, even as small and short as they were, were slightly painful, but the pain was swiftly covered with pleasure as Paul kept brushing against his prostate. He let out soft moans each time Paul thrust in and shivered at the loss of warmth when Paul moved to sit up. As Pauls' thrusts began to get harder, but still as slow, he reached down to play with his still abused red nipples. It hurt a bit, touching them, but it felt good.

"Look at you," Paul said after a particularly hard thrust in, "taking my cock so good. You were made for my cock weren't you baby?"

"Y-Yes," Ash forced his jaw to move to speak as his body bounced with Pauls' thrusts when his boyfriend began to thrust in faster, "F-Feels good!" Ash trailed one of his hands down from his nipples to his lower belly where, surprising to him, he could feel a very subtle outline of Pauls' cock there each time he thrust in.

Ash gasped and arched his back as Paul grabbed his hips and lifted them just enough so each thrust battered Pauls' cock against his prostate head on. His whimpers and groans quickly grew to high pitched moans and a few screams. He moved his hands from his body to grip the sheets below him.

"Gonna cum for me baby?" Paul asked, sweat dripping down his body and panting softly. Ash didn't know how Paul was able to talk as Paul had rendered him unable to. He did his best to nod to answer his question and managed to let out a gurgle.

"Use your words baby boy," Paul said as he slowed his thrusts down enough to make Ash let out a whine and try his best to move his hips in Pauls unbreakable grip so he could fuck himself on Pauls' cock.

"Paul!" Ash managed to yell in frustration when he wasn't able to move his hips and didn't care that there were tears filling his eyes. "Fuck me! Please, let me fucking cum!" Through his tears Ash saw Pauls' eyes widen a bit before a smirk graced his lips. Ash chanted 'yes' and 'right there' as Paul began to move faster once more.

"Good boy baby," Paul said in Ashs' ear after leaning down, basically folding Ash in half, "doing so good for me baby. Gonna cum for me?"

"Yes!" Ash groaned out as Paul ground his cock into his prostate, "Gonna cum! Fuck! Fuckfuckfuckfuck!"

Ash, who had wrapped his arms around Paul when he leaned down, raked his nails down the broad back as his cock spewed out his cum, untouched, between them soaking both of their bellies in a surprisingly large amount of cum. Ash, who had tensed up as he came, flopped down from the tense form willingly letting Paul use his body to chase after his own release. He whimpered and groaned in hypersensitivity, but didn't tell Paul to stop. He wanted to feel Paul cum in him. He had been wanting to feel it for a while now.

"Paul," Ash groaned out at the latest hard thrust, "Cum in me. Fill me up, please." His plea seemed to do the trick as Paul thrust in a few more times before grounding deep inside him and tensing up. He could feel the streams of cum hitting his walls and it was at that moment he knew that he could become addicted to this and would willingly let Paul cum inside him at any time.

Ash let out a soft hiss as Paul sat up and gently pulled out of him before moving to lay down beside him. Ash did his best to turn, his hips hurting a bit, but managed to curl up in Pauls' arms. He felt soft kisses being pressed in his head and let out a soft sigh in contentment. Just before he could fall asleep he heard Paul softly speak.

"Merry Christmas, baby."

"Merry Christmas, Paul."