Pokemon Fan Fiction ❯ Someday ❯ The End ( Chapter 4 )

Lemons! ^-^

Disclaimer/Notes: See previous chapter

Warning: Lemon at the end of this chapter

Chapter 4

 

“Yeek… Level 40.”

That was Lance's initial reaction the next day. The pile of oozing black sludge stared at her with beady little stalk eyes.

Hunger and lust glittered.

Persian looked nervous. < Be careful… >

“I suppose I have no choice then…” Lance said. “Death by Ecstasy!”
The attack smashed into the monster, taking off a good chunk of its HP, but that wasn't enough.

Lance shuddered. She didn't quite want to use the Level 39 attack, because of its nature, but if she had to…

The monster lunged at her again. She quickly used Eclipse, escaping, and groaned inwardly. * Here goes… *

“Crimson Heartache!”

She began to spin, as her leotard dissolved into long, trailing, sharp-edged white ribbons, which cut the monster to shreds, but still… it didn't work as a covering in that case, did it?

“I feel so…” Lance did not continue the sentence before the transformation ended, luckily.

Persian nodded.

“This is completely indecent.”

“I know. But I can't do anything about it!”

“I wish you could…” Lance paused. “Persian…”

“Yes?”

“You aren't the only one of your kind are you?”
“No. There is one other. She is also a persian.”

`You know, Persian. Sometimes I just get sick of this. Dead sick of the same pattern repeating itself, do you know what I mean?”

Persian shook his head.

“Why can't it just end? Leave me in peace!”

Persian watched as Lance changed into pajamas and went to bed. He nodded and went to sleep as well.

 

A few minutes later, Lance cracked his eyes open. Satisfied that Persian wasn't watching, he pulled out one of his Dragon blades and made a shallow cut on one arm.

“Dragon's blood willingly shed… Seal.” Lance said. “I won't put up with this any longer.”

Plink… plunk…splash…

The blood drops fell and scattered and vanished, and the dragons went to do their master's bidding.

They glowed too, glowed with the moon symbol. So they triumphed.

It was over in days.

Level 51.

Lance smirked. “It's over, isn't it?”

“Yes. You have saved this realm.”

“I wish there had been a purer way of doing it… oh well. It's over!” Lance's eyes shone with happiness.

Persian nodded.

“So, you want the necklace back now?”

“No, it's yours until you die.”

“Excellent.” Lance grinned. Persian blinked.

Oh well… none of his business. His job was done. Yay! Persian glowed, and then vanished in a spiral of light.

< Thank you for all your help… >

Then, he was gone.

Lance tucked the jewel back underneath his clothes. At least that was over… Thank Lugia…

Yes, thank Lugia… now what did he want next?

 

Hmm… that boy was rather cute, and from the signals was attracted to her… why not?

Lance shifted her clothes into a slightly more modest version of the `Moon Guardian' gear, added a semi-transparent pink skirt that fell nearly to her feet, and went hunting.

Ash looked out his window with surprise.

No way… but it had to be her!

He couldn't help the slight quickening of breath and the way his pants felt tighter as he hastily went downstairs.

 

“Hi.”

“Hi.” Ash said. Catching Lance off guard, he kissed her.

Lance kissed back, feeling his lips soft against hers as his body was plastered against her as well.

To Ash's extreme embarrassment, he could feel his hardness pressing right between her legs…and then, suddenly…

He clung to her, startled, as his shaft slipped right into her slick and wet slit. Hadn't she been wearing a skirt? “Oh!” But she was so… his cock slid deep into her love tunnel, feeling her juices gushing out and soaking his member. Then, then… he couldn't help himself as he thoroughly humped her, before they both came, her pussy clamping down like a vice on his hardness.

Lance slid off him, smiling.

“You wanted that didn't you?”

Ash nodded, still gasping for breath. “Yes. I've wanted you ever since I saw you. You're so pretty…”

He didn't get to finish as Lance kissed him deeply, before her inner lips grasped his manhood again, pulling him in.

Ash didn't bother protesting, as she rode him to orgasm again and again…

 

He woke up the next morning, feeling sore all over.

< Master Ash? Are you all right? >

“Alakazam!”

The psychic pokemon nodded.

“Was it just a dream?”

< Good heavens, no. > Alakazam said. < Look at yourself. >

Ash did, blushing when he found a strip of white ribbon wound around his sore privates.

On it was a message.

See you tonight.

 

Ash grinned as a perverted look appeared on his face. “Life's great.”

 

END

Completed 8/23/04

Guess I was too embarrassed to post this. Well, I'm posting it… 3 years later. *Sweatdrop*