Title: Pinnacle
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Alfshipping (Ash x Max)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #118, Pinnacle

Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Nintendo and Shogakukan Comics. This non-profit, non-copyright infringing fanfiction belongs to me under international copyright laws and taking it is plagiarism. Thank you. *Phantomness bows*

Notes: <> for telepathy, ** for thoughts, italics if a pokemon talks

Warnings: Yaoi, PWP, shota

Dedication: Raccoon of Blue/Gengar, of course

 

            “Ugn…” Max groaned as he bucked his hips harder, trying to drive himself deeper onto that cock. “A-Ash…”

            The Pallet Trainer’s eyes were wild as he thrust into the younger boy’s body. “What?”

            “D-Don’t stop!”

 

            Max hadn’t known that giving Ash alcohol would be a bad idea. They were both legal, so the bartender hadn’t even looked at them. But then Ash had started getting kind of strange – he was almost acting like Bock, and after one of the strippers slapped him, Max had dragged him outside. They hadn’t gotten very far before Ash had tripped him so they had both fallen onto the grass.

            That was when Ash had grabbed his crotch. The younger trainer had frozen, stunned, and starting to get very hard.

 

            “Want you,” Ash had growled, and Max’s feelings and hormones had joined forces to kick his reason and normal intellect straight out of his head! Ash had yanked at his shorts, pulling them down, and Max’s boxers hadn’t lasted much longer either. He hadn’t even thought of fighting Ash off!

            Perhaps it was because he did want this.

 

            It hadn’t been gentle or cuddly, just rough, and then Ash had spat on his hand before rubbing the saliva onto his prick.

            Max’s thoughts got progressively less coherent from there on. He vaguely recalled some pain when Ash had pushed inside, but that wasn’t important.

            It wasn’t as though the older black-haired teen could stop him self, anyway! But it wasn’t rape, not at all!

 

            Now, the only thing that mattered was – oh yes! The spectacled boy screamed as Ash came inside of him, his own body shaking wildly. Cum ran down his thighs and front, as he orgasmed, spewing semen.

            Stars flashed behind his eyes and he vaguely wondered if he was going to black out now.

            Ash collapsed, gasping for breath. For a while, the two trainers lay there together.

            It wasn’t a declaration of love, Max thought, but it would do for now. He just hoped that Ash wouldn’t forget this, or act weird tomorrow…

 

End Fic

Completed 11/11/07

Hehehe…

Hope the Alfshipping lemon cheers you, Raccoon! And I purposely don’t give ages…

Ash: O.O

Phantomness: You were drunk *shrugs*