Ash x Lance, probably blatant PWP, Shonen-ai

Title: Snow

T-W-T, AU, Ash is 16 and Lance is 19 PWP!

Place: Indigo Plateau

It was _snowing_.

It was snowing hard. True, snow deterred rabid fans, but that wasn’t enough.

Lance stared out the window contemplatively. “Well, another cheerless day.”

“Ne, Lance, you’re no fun!”

The Dragon Master shot a glance towards the sixteen year old sprawled in his bed with a copy of the latest Pokemon Enquirer in his hands. “Ash? Why do you even read that? It’s all junk.”
“Kawaii!”
Lance’s eyes widened as he snatched the magazine away, spluttering at the centerfold picture. “HENTAI~! How did they get a picture of me?!”
“I don’t know, but that’s why I got it!” Ash said cheerfully.

Lance tore the offending pages to shreds, trying to conceal the furious blush on his high cheekbones. “I am going to have Dragonite devour their entire staff! I can’t believe it! What happened to privacy?!”

“Oh well.” Ash pouted. “At least I can see the real version.”
Lance snapped his head back, as Ash giggled and fled.

“Come back here!”

They ran down the long halls.

Ash peeked down the empty hallway, then jumped out the window, landing in the snowdrift. Soft flakes drifted down from the air.

Lance did not come out. Feeling safe, Ash set out to enjoy the winter weather.

After all, snowfall was pretty rare in Kanto.

However, as pretty as it was, he was soon soaking wet. And cold. And miserable. It wasn’t any fun being out in a puddle of slush alone.

Lance should have calmed down.

After all, Ash hadn’t really done anything wrong.

The snow continued to fall, getting his already damp hair towards the consistency of soaking.

So he walked on through the snow to the doorway of the reception hall. As he pushed the door open and dripped slush all over the place, Lance handed him a towel.

“You’re not mad at me anymore?” Ash asked hopefully.

“You’re too wet.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?!”

“It means that since you are already miserable enough, I won’t add to it.” Lance said, as he toweled Ash’s hair dry.

‘Oh…” The trainer said in a small voice.

He sat still and enjoyed the feeling of his hair being dried out. Lance ushered him inside, out of fangirl range, and then had him change into dry clothes.

Still, Ash couldn’t help feel the other trainer’s stare on him.

If Lance could eat him with his eyes, he would have.

In any case, Ash just stayed meekly silent. After all, Lance hadn’t said he had forgiven him yet.

It was always better to be safe.

Safe…

Ash was abruptly jolted out of any pleasant thoughts, as pleasant reality intruded on him.

After all, when the Dragon Master was kissing him senseless, he wasn’t in the mood to complain.

Not at all!

And when Lance’s hands slid down his sides and under his pajama top, and they started touching him, it was out of the question.

Ash mewled as the fingers rested gently against his erection.

“You want more, kawaii one?” Lance purred.

Ash nodded, stifling a moan as the digits stroked over his heated skin ever so slowly.

It was exquisite warmth, yes… but…

He ached as they ran over the length so quietly. “Lance…”

“Oh?” Lance raised an eyebrow and stopped his ministrations. “Did you want something else?”

Ash blushed, as Lance quickly removed his attire. “H-hai…” Ash quickly stripped off his own clothing, not wanting to wait any longer.

Unfortunately, Lance simply gathered Ash in his arms, and kissed him.

Then they fell backwards onto the bed in a tangle of limbs.

“Yes…” Ash breathed, as his lover trailed kisses down his torso.

Lance paused, suckling gently on one of Ash’s nipples. Ash twitched, trying to get Lance to focus his attention on his aching cock.

It wasn’t working very well.

Lance bit down gently, eliciting a gasp from the trainer.

“Itai!”

He stopped. “That hurt?”
“Just touch me!” Ash said, getting frustrated.

Lance chuckled. “Patience, kawaii little one.” He dipped his head and the tip of his tongue darted out towards Ash’s erect manhood.

Ash trembled, as the warm feeling surrounded him for a second.

Lance bent closer, taking the tip in his mouth as he worked his tongue around the slit. Ash started to shake, his already roused flesh aching for completion.

“Lance…”

Lance ignored Ash’s protests and suckled hard, Ash crying out as he spilled his seed into the waiting mouth.

Duty completed, Lance released Ash’s softening cock and smiled. Ash purred, his hands sliding into Lance’s hair as he slid down to meet the other trainer.

“Yes…”

Lance kissed him deeply, not exactly gentle, but not harsh either.

Ash purred, hands resting on those slim shoulders, as the Dragon Master’s own hardness rubbed against his own.

Nice…

He winced as he felt Lance’s fingers dropping lower, brushing up against his sac, teasingly, before they rested briefly at his entrance.

Ash moaned, as one nudged, and then slid inside.

“Shh…” Lance soothed, kissing him to distract him as another worked its way in, brushing against his prostate.

Ash’s mouth opened in a silent O, which was just the opening Lance needed as his tongue snaked in.

Before Ash could say another word, Lance’s hardness was filling him, and he winced as Lance began to move.

It hurt….

Ash wasn’t a virgin in this area, but it still hurt! They didn’t sleep together all the time; it was too risky.

Annoying, stupid fangirls and Indigo Governing Council.

“L-lance!”

The Dragon Master stopped the movements, concerned, even though he was approaching the point where coherent thought would leave.

“It hurts…” Ash said, trying not to cry.

Lance mentally whacked himself for not bringing lubricant. Sometimes, these things really sucked.

Fortunately, Dragon Master has its own perks. The coldness that was part of him was just one reason, which was why Lance did not keep going.

He pulled out long enough to apply a layer of cream-colored gel, before pushing back in. Ash teared up for a moment, but found himself soothed by the motion, and stopped.

The pain bled away into mixed euphoria and finally pleasure, before Ash found himself teetering on the edge of ecstasy.

“LANCE!”

With a wordless growl, the Dragon Master thrust himself deep inside before his own body shuddered and he emptied his seed deep into the younger boy’s body.

Ash collapsed against Lance’s chest bonelessly. “Wow…”

“Wow?” Lance raised an eyebrow.

“I’ll have to remember to sit out in the snow next time I want your attention.” Ash purred.

Lance laughed. “Ah…I see how it is. You manipulative little devil…”

Ash shrieked as the tickle-war began, and any other thoughts fled his mind.

End FIC!