Pokemon Fan Fiction ❯ A Rough Day ❯ One-Shot

A normal day, nothing out of the ordinary had happened so far to both of the parties in question. The nights events would begin with one simple thing, the ​spark ​that was going to ignite the flame ​which would then consume their whole evening. That simple thing was a text sent from one lover to another, something that, without context from the one who sent it, seemed rather sweet and inconspicuous upon first glance. However, a hidden ​warning ​lay within those simple lines of text that were read off of a dimly lit screen, if only she'd have known just what he meant when he sent those words.

 

I'm coming over, I've had a rough day and​ ​I need you

 

Alani simply smiled at the texts that came in, obviously not catching the ​weight ​of the statement, as context is hard to convey through written word. She'd find out soon though, just how ​badly ​he needed ​her. She shoved the phone into the pocket of her shorts, favoring finishing her household chores over sitting there and texting. Sending a simple​ `see ya soon <3'​ in response before getting back to dusting around the house, completely unawares to the night's forthcoming events. She didn't hear the door open and close behind her, earbuds preventing the sound of approaching ​footsteps​ from reaching her ears as she dusted away cobwebs from a corner where the roof met the wall.

 

 

A startled gasp escaped her lips as she felt arms suddenly snake around her waist and pull her harshly ​against the ​warm ​body behind her, dropping the duster she was using to the ground with a sharp ​'clack' ​on the wooden flooring beneath their feet. A hand reached up and pulled the earbuds out of her ears, dropping them to the ground to join the duster in a pile, taking the small MP3 player with them. She instantly relaxed when the familiar scent of her lover's cologne filled the air, her body less stiff in his hold and there was surprise in her tone as she spoke.

 

“I didn't expect-”​ ​“No words.”

 

Red's voice was deep, rumbling in her ear and causing a cascade of tingles down her spine, while his lips on her neck made her hum softly, her face was lighting up with the blush she could feel heating her tanned complexion. She felt his grip loosen slightly, allowing her to turn around and face him directly. His eyes were dark with ​lust ​yet they appeared to ​glow ​under the shadows that settled on his face, the expression he wore explained what he meant in his messages and with the realization she felt a flutter in the pit of her stomach, her heart beat quickened its pace, causing that pink tinge to grow ​hotter ​by the second.

 

Briefly taken back by his approach, she remembers the conversation they'd had after the first time they were intimate, recalling that he'd warned her of moments such as these even if they were few and far between. Usually a rough day or an increase in stress is what 'awakens the beast' according to what he'd told her, which further explained his texts prior to his appearance. She'd told him she was okay with this side of him, though now that she was facing him head on, she silently wondered what it was she'd gotten herself into. Not that she was ​afraid ​of him, she knew better than to assume he'd actually hurt her, but she was beginning to question if she could handle him and what he may do.

 

She swallowed hard, his hands held her hips before varying between running up her sides under the thin cloth of her halter top, to roaming back downward and teasing the waist band of her denim shorts. Her knees were weak, but she managed to follow his lead as he backed her up and ​pinned ​her against the wall, looming over her like she was his ​prey ​and he a ​dangerous predator​ who'd soon ​devour ​her whole. It was oddly exhilarating. Her breath caught in her throat when she felt his teeth graze her exposed shoulder, trailing up to her neck where he lavished the area in sharp nips and hungry kisses, actions that made her gasp and moan softly.

 

 

Quickly she was cut off by his lips, taking hers in a powerful kiss which served to effectively silence her, learning that trying to enquirer about ​anything ​was useless. She surrendered to his advances and allowed his tongue into her mouth to mingle with her own, the kiss only intensifying and deepening as it continued until he was forced to pull away to catch his breath. Leaving her panting and staring up at him in bewilderment.

 

“Listen, I don't want to hear ​anything ​else out of that pretty little mouth unless ​it's screaming my name​ or ​begging me for release​. Understand love?~”

 

His breath was hot on her lips as he spoke, his voice was so ​low ​that it sounded threatening, bordering on the line of a feral ​growl​; what was before her was not the man she'd come to know, he had indeed become a ​beast. She found herself absentmindedly nodding in agreement,​ watching the devilish smirk form on his lips as he pressed her ​firmly ​to the wall as if to emphasize his request. God she could ​feel ​how ​hard ​he already was, making her shudder in sheer anticipation for what was to come. That same breath fell upon the skin in the crook of her neck briefly before being released in her ear, tugging her lobe with his teeth before he would speak next.

 

 

His lips find hers again and capture them once more, the strong ​desire ​she could feel from such a simple action made her moan into the kiss as they began yet another heated battle for dominance, (which she lost almost instantly) letting him do as he wished while she wrapped her arms around his neck, hands sinking into his jet black hair and gripping lightly as she felt herself being ​lifted ​off of her feet. Hands guiding the legs hooking themselves around his waist into a stable position, his firm grip assured her she would not slip from his grasp. The tip of his tongue drags ​slowly ​across the roof of her mouth as he retreats from the kiss, taking her lower lip between his teeth as he did so.

 

“You're going to do everything I say, no questions asked, disobedience results in punishment.​ Okay?”

 

Once again, she simply nodded her head in agreement, panting heavily in an attempt to regain her breath. This side of him was so ​intense​, she was wondering if she could handle it, and almost as if he sensed her concerns, she watched his expression soften. A sweeter, softer kiss graced her lips as if he was trying to snuff out any worries she had. His forehead placed against hers, eyes lidded and needy but a gentler expression and tone broke through as he spoke.

 

 

 

 

 

Her response made him chuckle, nips at her neck made her gasp and she gripped his hair tighter as a response. Perhaps she had just been overwhelmed in the beginning, but the brief pause brought her a sense of relief in the fact that she had a moment to process the situation. She presses herself against him as she feels him beginning to move away from the wall and towards her bedroom, holding on as he carried her off. Going from sixty to zero and back again, when they were in the room, he wasted no time kicking the door shut and ​pinning ​her back against the closed entrance. Maybe he had been a little concerned himself, which was why he toned it down for that brief moment, but either way the two seemed to be in agreement that this was ​going​ to continue.

 

She was excited, fears, worries and concerns thrown out the window after that sweet moment between the ​fire ​and ​passion ​that had been consuming their entire event. It was amazing how quickly he'd soothed her troubles, and was still able to bring the same animalistic ​desire ​back in just the same speed. He must have really had a rough day if he was still able to channel that stress and-All thoughts halted when she felt him ​grind ​against her, soft grunts echoed in her ears as he thrusted at a ​slow ​yet ​rough ​pace, as if he was making sure she felt ​every ​inch ​as he moved. It made her head fall back against the door and cry out in pleasure at how ​good ​it felt to ​finally ​be touched, heat pooling in her gut and ​pulsations ​rippled ​her down to her very ​core​.

 

She grabbed at his hair and tugged lightly, evoking a pleased response between the nips and kisses he was trailing down her collar bone to her cleavage. She tried to move with him but that proved ​impossible​, his toned, ​shirtless ​(Wait, when did he take his shirt off? Why didn't she notice ​before ​now​?) frame had her completely imprisoned with his weight against the door. He must have noticed because all actions halted, she could feel the grin form on his lips as they held their position in her bosom before his eyes met hers, a teasing expression greeted her when she looked back at him.

 

“Good things ​come ​to those who wait. Trust me,when I'm done with you, you're going to be seeing ​stars​. I ​promise.~​”

 

God could her face even ​get ​any redder at this point? A shudder rocked her smaller frame, his lips pressed to hers abruptly before he picked up where he left off with a sudden ​thrust​. His breathing was jagged, coming out in hot puffs against her face. He let her legs down, his fingernails gently raking down her soft skin that was being ​selfishly ​hidden from him, at least that was the look in his eyes every time his hands collided with her halter top. One of his hands clasped itself around her wrist, guiding it downward towards the bulge in his jeans as he ceased all other action. She knew what he was wanting (how could she not?), she placed her palm flat against his erection and began stroking him through the fabric.

 

“You did this…”​ He murmured against her lips; a moan mingled with his words. ​“All day I've been thinking about you…Thinking about the things I'd be doing to you…The way you'd call my name as I pushed you over the edge. Your flushed expression…” ​He thrusted against her hand, his cheeks heavily blushed and voice dripping with lust, it was hushed and saturated with ​need​. He finally decided to remove the pestering fabric from her body, ​throwing ​it off somewhere in the corner of her room, her bra went with it next as he quickly detached it.

 

No sooner had she become exposed to his hungry gaze did his teeth brush against her pert nipple, his tongue to follow, then he returned his gaze to meet her flustered expression. His hand grabbing and massaging the breast he'd just barely paid any attention to, panting and moaning as she continued stroking him. Quick and ​famished ​kisses are exchanged, both are hot and ​desperate ​to relieve their aching bodies, but by no means was he ready to end this just yet. His finger tip strokes her nipple, her hand undoes the zipper of his jeans to free him and give him more of what he wants, his hand moves from her plump breast to between her thighs to return the gesture, sliding past the defenses of both her denim shorts and panties beneath. “God you're already ​dripping​…~”​ He growls softly and bites at her lip, petting her ever so slowly ​while barely making an effort to give her some much-needed relief. So even like this he was still willing to tease her, the feathered approach made her whine in pleasured distress.

 

 

There was that devious grin, apparently pleased by the fact that she was already ​begging ​him and he'd barely even done anything just yet. He halted, grabbing her wrist away from his member and removing his towering frame from hers, pulling his hand away with it. Her golden eyes look upon him with confusion before he guides her to the bed, sitting himself at the edge; he let her wrist go in favor of leaning back as if showing himself off. His tone was strict as he spoke, ​demanding ​that she follow his implied command.

 

“Do me a ​favor ​first and I'll ​consider ​it…”

 

It's obvious what he's asking for, even she's ​ ​not so dense as to not be able to grasp the meaning behind his words, she closes the short distance between them and crawls on top of him to hover briefly, his hands held her hips as her own worked to remove his pants entirely. They exchanged kisses once more as she undid his belt buckle and removed his belt, busying herself with undoing the button, breaking away she trailed kisses down his chest, peppering his torso with short flicks from the tip of her tongue as she moved further down his body. She felt him shudder the closer she got, until she was pulling both of the remaining articles of clothing from his sweat glistened body. She dropped to her knees between his thighs, her hand gripped his rock-hard cock and she looked up at him with a lazy grin. Now she ​ ​was in a position of power, or so she would think anyway.

 

Her lips ghosted along his length, she could hear his breath catch in his throat the instant she made contact and God ​ did she ​ enjoy ​ ​that, anytime she could take his ​ ​breath away was something she'd take full advantage of. She hummed, deciding she'd take her time and make the best of her current role. She slowly dragged the tip of her tongue along from the base of his shaft to the tip, up and down in a varying motion, enjoying the symphony of moans she was conducting. A shaky breath fell from his lips when she suddenly halted to glance up at him, their eyes met briefly before she got back to work. Her tongue traced circles around the tip of his dick, eliciting a low growl from him and a twitch of his hips, as if he was urging her to get to the point.

 

 

She'd contemplated disregarding his statement in favor of doing as she pleased, but then she remembered his earlier threat of punishment ​ ​and while tempting it was to find out what ​ ​he meant, she was in too much need ​ of her own to push just how long he could hold out to tease​ her in return. She guided him into her mouth inch by inch until she was encompassing about half his length, that's when she started bobbing her head. A slow rhythm at first, enough to make him groan in what she could only imagine was relief. She felt his fingers gliding through her honey colored hair and she moaned against him in response, she began sucking as she moved, using her tongue on the underside of his shaft when she had the chance to drag it along with her motions, her hand worked what she didn't have in her mouth. She could hear his breathing quickening, his grip in her hair tightening, hips twitching of what less seemed like his own accord and more of reflex, a reaction to her having picked up her pace as she worked him.

 

 

She heard the compliment(…?) rasped out between jagged breaths, encouraging her to get bold and lightly rake her teeth along his length as she pulled away from him to breathe, the hand she had no use for that had been resting on his thigh, now began to take action and gingerly rake nails down his heated skin. He seemed to enjoy the actions, as she felt him shudder beneath her touch. Half lidded gazes met, her body hot ​ ​from just knowing ​ that ​ she​ had done this to him, she rose to her feet and climbed on top of him and he made no efforts to​ stop her. Holding her hips as she straddled him and pressed herself ​firmly ​down against his erection, she slid her arms around his neck and made sure her lips were against his ear when she moaned out his name. Him bucking against her in return, which must have reminded him that she was still wearing those ​pesky ​denim shorts for she could feel his hands drag across her waist to fiddle with the button holding them to her slender figure.

She began grinding against him, instincts taken over at this point, she ​needed ​relief of some kind. Looking him dead in the eye with a lust fueled expression, shuddering from the friction and contact on her much neglected body.

 

Their eyes met briefly before lips sought to ​devour ​each other, ​passionate ​yet ​sloppy ​kisses exchanged through ragged breathing as hips bucked and rocked, bodies firmly held against each other as they lost themselves to the heat of the moment. Her hands found purchase in his sweat drenched hair with the occasional tugging, his hands (having finished undoing her shorts) held her hips as he gripped her strongly in his hold and began shifting their weight. Before she could even register what was going on, he had her flipped to her back, practically ​slamming ​her into the mattress beneath them and with the sudden action he'd pulled away from their fevered make out session. He once more held her ​captive ​under his weight, peering down at her through darkened eyes, the very expression of ​sin ​graced his features as he dipped down to nip at her neck.

 

 

God that ​smirk​ he was casting down at her made her heart ​skip ​a ​beat​, having drawn his attention back to her blushed face so that he could look her in the eyes when he spoke next. His hips held her in place, hands on her waist ready to remove the remainder of her clothes. “You did ​such​ a ​good​ ​job.~ ”​ He praised, his tone oddly sweet given his current demeanor, it clashed and made his grin all the more ​sinister​, as if he was planning something. ​“I think you deserve a ​treat ​hmmm~?”​ Not another word was spoken after that, instead choosing to drag his tongue down a trail that lead to the chasm between her breasts.

 

Her back arched when his lips latched onto her nipple, a loud moan as she felt him sucking the sensitive bud. He pulled away, flicking the tip of his tongue at her pert nipple before dragging his teeth across it, then nipping a trail downward, his teeth against the soft skin on her abdomen made her gasp and shiver as he got closer to his destination. He flashed her another devious smirk before she watched him duck between her legs, she was left trembling in anticipation for what he was about to do as his lips met with the delicate flesh of her inner thigh, trailing ever so slowly ​towards her pulsating heat while he gripped the waistband of the offending fabric, pulling them down at the same speed.

 

Her racing heart was speeding ever ​faster ​to the point of it felt as though it would ​burst ​forth from her chest the closer he got to exposing her completely to his hungry eyes; god it was dreadful the wait to feel his lips, his ​tongue​, the ​pleasure​ that would soon surge through her body and bring her tumbling down into a rabbit hole of pure ​ecstasy​, provided he would let her travel so far in the journey before he decided to be cruel and rip such things right from her grasp at the last second. She hoped he would be kind, but she doubted she'd be granted release so soon, not with the mood he was in. Torture it would be, but she'd ​love ​every second of it.​

 

Soon enough her denim shorts and panties went ​flying​ across the room, colliding with the small dresser in the corner and probably knocking something over, not that ​either ​of them cared in this instant. Just ​that​ simple action ​excited​ her further, goddamn she was falling for this animalistic drive of his, something about the primal aura was beginning to drive her absolutely insane ​as if it awakened something inside of her. The instant she felt his ​rough ​tongue glide ever so steadily​ against her she let out a ​loud​ moan she was sure neighbors could've heard, but to hell with the rest of the world right now, for she was too ​enthralled​ with the reality that had her head cloudy with ​desire​.

 

Stroke after stroke of his tongue had her a ​panting​ ​mess​ beneath his skillful actions, only bit by bit did he pick up the pace but it was not ​nearly​ enough to take her where she desperately needed​ to be. His hands were busy holding her hips in place to assure she didn't move, effectively pinning her so she couldn't buck her hips like she so ​badly​ wanted to just to feel more​. She was ​whimpering​, small squeaks that snuck past parted lips assured he was doing his job, she just wished ​he'd get to the point​, suddenly realizing this is how ​he​ must have felt. How the tables have so quickly turned against her​. She drank all the sensations in, his ​heated breath against her ​wet ​core, the touch of his lips as he pressed kisses in the crook of her thighs before resuming normal action, the way his ​leisurely pace​ was driving her ​closer​ to ​madness without having paid mind to that ​one ​spot​ that ​needed​ the ​most ​attention right now.

 

Then it ​finally ​happened, one brief flick from the tip of his tongue mixed in with the licks against her, followed by another, and yet another still to the ​hyper sensitive​ bundle of nerves that pulsed ​with every time he made contact. Continuous they soon became yet his movements remained languid, seemingly finding pleasure in dragging this out and making her ​suffer delightfully​ so by his hand. Her back arched when he dedicated his focus to ​that spot, long​ and loud were her moans that drawled on, for having that ​ache​ so long now ​soothed​ brought her nothing but pure ​joy​ as she writhed. A gasp would soon follow as she felt him beginning to suck​ gingerly at first, while simultaneously ​pressing ​her buttons in ​all the right ways​, writhing as she felt herself drawing closer to the edge she was ​so ready​ to plunge from. His name followed by praises spilled forth between the ​heavy ​pants that heaved her chest, ​indulging ​herself in the delicious ​feeling taking her over as he worked her. Eyes that fell shut flung open when she felt two of his fingers ​slide ​into her and begin pumping, only slightly picking up pace little by little until he had managed a pace ​steady ​yet ​quick ​enough to push her further.

 

Her body ​drew him in​ as if to silently beg for what her words could not currently express, she felt herself ​contracting ​around his fingers, any and all words she'd been uttering were now ​garbled​, strangled ​cries of pleasure as she crept upon the precipice of the metaphorical cliff. Her body desperately gasped for air, over ridden by ​pleasure ​and the overall ​assault ​of her senses, a curse or two fell out between labored breaths but it was as if he paid no mind, apparently he didn't care and for that she was ​grateful​, if he'd heard her he might have ​stopped.​ “F-F-Fuhhhh…I-I'm….”

She was trying to warn him of something she was sure he already could tell, yet he made no efforts to halt his actions and in fact the warning seemed to encourage him to ​speed up​, practically lightning fast as he pumped his fingers, flicked the tip of his tongue against her clit more rapidly, like he was ​trying ​to make her cum. Her hand reached down to find the hand that still held her thigh, gripping it in a shaky hold as she climbed higher, and he returned the gesture by locking their fingers and letting her ​squeeze ​his hand as if the ​high ​would make her float away. Soon powerful convulsions racked her being, all his actions leading to an ​overwhelming climax as she all but ​screams ​out his name, it washes over her in waves and as quickly as it happens is when he ceases all action, ​leaping forth​ from between her thighs and in the same swift motion once more ​pinning ​her to the bed and​ pushing ​himself ​deep ​inside ​her as her body still ​rippled​. The sudden action made her arch off the bed and her nails dig ​deep ​into the flesh of his back, which in turn made him hiss through the groan as he adjusted to his new position.

 

 

That word was foreign coming from him, but yet it did not feel out of place, she hadn't time to dwell on something honestly so insignificant however, as his hips ​snapped ​forward as he made the his first ​thrust​, their bodies were pressed ​firmly together​, chest to chest, legs around his waist as their hips met with each movement. Her mind was still ​fogged ​from earlier, she still hadn't quite ​finished ​riding out her orgasm before he ​took ​her, and now she could feel the ​ends of her ​first ​combine ​with the ​new sensations ​to build what she anticipated as a second coming. No words, just ​thirsty​ lips ​parched ​for each other, needy kisses exchanged as their hips moved without respite. Moans swallowed, breaths stolen, eventually needing to pull away for fresh air but the breaks never lasted long. ​God ​it felt ​so good​ being ​lost ​in him,​ with him​, ​together ​as one in this moment of​ wild lust driven​ ​passion​ that was consuming them without mercy.

 

He pulled back from their locked lips with his teeth dragging along the bottom of her plump mouth, the look in his eyes and the hearty panting told her just ​how close​ he was to joining her in the jump, as if he was ​begging ​permission to let loose entirely. In response she flashed him a breathless smirk, a long inhale as he buried his face in the crook of her neck, a throaty chuckle emanates from him against her skin. ​“G-Goddamn I love you.”​ He grunts out, his pace becoming ​breakneck ​as he thrusts ​deeper ​and ​deeper ​into her ​warm ​heat, sweat drips from his brow as he steals one final kiss. Moans became screams, both inching closer to that ​blissful finish that would leave them both ​staggering ​for air. She held onto him for dear life, letting him take the reigns as keeping up with this speed proved difficult, and just like last time as soon as it began it had ended with another ​strong ​climax that resulted in her crying out his name in ecstasy​, him following suit immediately as he bit down on her shoulder, stifling his own noises as he rode himself to the end at the expense of her ​exhausted ​body.

 

They remained connected, both fighting to breathe and looking at each other with heavily blushed expressions and star struck grins, gentler kisses were shared this time about, foreheads resting against the other and ​loving ​smiles were worn in place of ​devious ​grins. It takes him a moment, but he carefully pulls away and flops beside her on the bed, she curled up into him and rested on his chest, listening to his heartbeat as it calmed down into its normal rhythm. Her eyes were ​heavy ​with tiredness ​​threatening to seal them shut, his ​soothing caresses helped aid her weary form drift off. Soft kisses placed atop her head, he pulls her close and closes his eyes, exhaling deeply as his body had fully relaxed.

 

“I love you….”​ He murmurs as he crosses the threshold of unconsciousness.

 

“I love ya too.”​ She responds, not far behind.