Sleeping in an actual bed at the Pokemon Center was pretty great.

No, it wasn’t being in a heated room, and no, it wasn’t even sleeping under a roof.

It was about Ash having his own room (with Clemont on the other side hogging Ash’s air, the jerk), and the door being unlocked. It gave me the perfect chance to crawl into bed next to him and sleep with him for a few hours. Pikachu was so deep asleep that he didn’t even hear me, and Clemont seemed to snore. Everything was perfect; I was curled up next to Ash, running one of my hands down his buff, masculine chest, and nuzzling my cheek against his. I have no idea how I didn’t wake him, but I don’t care.

Unfortunately, I couldn’t keep this up all night, and eventually had to retire to my own room with Bonnie asleep in a bed next to mine. Fennekin curled up next to me and acted as a great body warmer, so I slept pretty soundly, even without Ash by my side. I knew that he missed me being next to him, though. I could feel it.

A lot of things ran through my mind; Jessica taking Furfrou’s entire load down her throat, Furfrou mounting Jessica, and the terrified look on Jessica’s face after I put a hole in the salon’s wall. The look of fear in her eyes made me chuckle. I didn’t lay a hand on Furfrou except to get him erect; Jessica took the lead after that. I didn’t even get to feel her up!

I unbuttoned my pajama top, pushing it open and letting the air hit my breasts. My nipples were hard, but that’s a common thing whenever I think about Ash. I’m sure I was wet as well, but I was too distracted on my thoughts to touch myself. Besides the fact that I didn’t touch Furfrou, the truth was I actually wanted to. Even though Furfrou isn’t a human, isn’t that technically cheating on my Ash? Truth be told, Pikachu would likely be the same thing, but since touching Pikachu was indirectly touching my Ash, I think that could be forgiven of me.

What do I do now? Do I continue this little Pokemon fetish of mine? Thoughts of Mom’s Rhyhorn always sent shivers down my spine, almost as much as Ash did. Ash really loves Pokemon, so I really don’t think me making sure they feel good is something he would mind, right? I bet if Ash knew I was making Pokemon happy, he would be really proud of me. I could always just ask him, right? Ash would never judge me; he loves me too much to even think of doing such a thing.

“Hey Ash, what do you think of someone making Pokemon happy?”

I was blunt about my question the next morning at breakfast. As if on cue, Bonnie and Clemont had left the table to get ready to leave, leaving Ash, Pikachu and I alone. I looked down at the Fennekin and Pikachu, who were focused on eating a bowl of Pokemon food. My gaze returned to Ash.

“What do I think of someone making a Pokemon happy?” Ash repeated, putting a hand to his chin. He’s so smart. “Well, I think a Pokemon and its trainer should be good friends, so anything that makes a Pokemon happy is okay with me!”

“Really, you mean it?” I clasped my hands together and I just know my eyes lit up at his answer. Ash smiled; to the un-trained eye, he probably looked clueless as to what I really meant, but I know he probably had a faint idea. He’s as smart as any detective, my Ash. Even if he doesn’t know I was particularly talking about sex, he still knows what I’m doing is a good thing. “So if I make a Pokemon feel good, and it makes me feel good back, I’m doing a good deed?”

“Yeah, sounds great to me!” Ash replied while giving me a thumbs-up; I wanted to jump over the table and have him take me right here in the Pokemon Center. “You’re gonna be a great trainer, Serena. You’re already taking a Pokemon’s needs into account, and that shows you really care about ‘em!”

“Thanks, Ash! I knew I could count on you!” I knew I was gushing like a schoolgirl, but who could blame me? Ash is the perfect person! He was completely fine with what I was doing, so now I don’t have to feel any guilt about it! As long as he’s my number one, and the only human boy I give myself to, everything will be fine!

“You bet!” Ash said with a nod, taking another bite of food. His 2nd plate was already spotless; Ash has quite an appetite. I’ll have to make sure and cook lots of food for him when we’re married. “Are you ready to get going, Serena?” He asked me.

At least, I think that’s what he asked me. All I could see was the table across the room, picturing Ash bend my naked body over it and pound my pussy like it was his very own (which it is, by the way), and me holding the edge of the table for dear life while moaning his name and telling him how much I love him. He’s so dreamy, my Ash. So dreamy, smart, perfect … I could go on for hours, really.

“Serena, are you ready? Dedenne is waiting!”

Bonnie’s impatient voice snapped me out of my daydream; she was cute, sure, but she could be a huge brat as well. Doesn’t she know she’s interrupting a moment of true love? I gave Bonnie the biggest smile I could and nodded in reply, standing from my seat and recalling Fennekin to its Poke Ball.

I listened to Ash and Clemont talk about battling while Bonnie and I trailed behind. Dedenne rested on Bonnie’s head as we walked, and Bonnie was too busy telling Dedenne how cute it was and she was glad to be ‘keeping’ it. As interfering as I found Clemont and Bonnie, they did seem to be good friends to have. If anything, I could use them as a shield to protect Ash and myself against danger. It was easy enough to feign liking them just in case the need arises.

We were on the way to Lumiose City, and for some reason just saying that name made Clemont and Bonnie look nervous. I wondered if something bad happened to them there, but since Clemont always tried to change the subject, I had grown to ignore my curiosity. We would find out soon enough, anyway.

I looked at Dedenne, who was still sitting on Bonnie’s head. Dedenne didn’t notice my stare, so I took the brief moment I had to examine it. I wonder what gender it is. If it’s a boy, I wonder if he wants to mate with Bonnie. If it’s a girl, I wonder if Pikachu pounds her little mouse-cunt every night when we’re all asleep. I bet he does. I bet that I’ll eventually catch Dedenne trying to feel up Bonnie one night, provided it hasn’t already.

Okay, bad thoughts, Serena! Bad thoughts that would involve Officer Jenny, Serena!

After a while, we all decided to take a quick pit stop and rest for a while before walking again. Bonnie, Pikachu and Dedenne all started to run and play around while Ash and Clemont continued their conversation sitting on a couple of large rocks. I really wish Ash would kick Clemont off his rock and bend me over it. I bet he wants to, too; the lust for me must be driving him crazy.

I decided to sit behind one of the larger rocks a good distance away from everyone else; far enough they wouldn’t see or hear me, but close enough that I could still keep an eye on them. After making sure that no person or Pokemon was paying me any mind, I hiked my skirt up and started to rub two fingers over the crotch of my panties. As per usual, my thoughts first moved to Ash, this time him bending me over a rock, slapping my ass while fucking me and telling me that he would be a Pokemon Master soon enough and I was his training inspiration.

I could feel beads of sweat run down my face as I teased myself, my body craving Ash more with each passing second. I must have this boy! I need him now! I just can’t because of everyone else in my way! I can’t cause a scene and risk Ash not wanting me to travel with him anymore … I mean, I’d follow him regardless, but it’s easier if he actually wants me along.

As much as I want to think about Ash, it’s easier to do at night when I can actually touch him. If I keep focusing on him now, I’m going to get uncomfortable later on and I can’t jump him in front of Bonnie and Clemont. That will come soon enough, I’m sure. I quickly slid my hand down my panties and started to rub …

“Hey, Serena! Where are you?”

I almost shoved my entire hand inside of me from being so jumpy. Ash’s shout came out of nowhere; I quickly adjusted myself and peeked out from behind my rock. Ash was waving me over while Clemont was trying to hoist a very hefty backpack over his shoulders. For a pack filled with machine parts, I wonder how Clemont never complains of shoulder pains.

“I’m coming, Ash!” I answered. Well, coming in one sense of the word, anyway.

I could make up some huge story about how the rest of our walk was full of excitement and adventure, but it really, really wasn’t; Pikachu kept staring at me when Ash wasn’t paying attention, and Bonnie continued to gush over Dedenne. We were on the outskirts of Lumiose City, or at least I hoped, but it wasn’t far enough in to send Clemont into another panic attack. As if out of nowhere, a very conveniently-placed Pokemon Center was in our path, which gave us another night to sleep under a roof.

It seems like every time we need a Pokemon Center, one seems to appear. I won’t complain, but is journeying always this full of strange occurrences? I wonder if things like this just come naturally to anyone Ash travels with.

Ash didn’t seem even a bit curious about the Pokemon Center’s placement, already talking about how hungry and ready for dinner he was. That’s my hungry boy, I suppose. I’ll really need to learn how to cook a lot for him. I didn’t feel like dinner, though. I had a plan to devise.

I would wait until Ash and everyone else finished eating and all of the Pokemon got recalled for the night. Pikachu usually plays with Dedenne a little before going to bed with Ash, and since Clemont has been a ‘tune-up backpack machines whenever he gets a spare second’ kick, it would actually give me time alone with my Ash! All I have to do is make sure everything is timed correctly, and I can—

“Hey Serena, are you going to eat? Dedenne and I won’t start without you!”

Bonnie, damn it, go away. It was cute the first time, but just eat your damn food and let me plot. Bonnie’s constant tugging on my skirt didn’t make it easy to ignore her, so I put on a fake smile and agreed to join everyone.

I continued to plot while I watched Ash scarf down two plates of food without making even a tiny mess. I lazily poked at my food with a fork, more focused on the night ahead than anything else. Okay then, as I was saying:

I’ll wait until I have Ash alone without Clemont or Pikachu to get in the way. Then I’ll get him to confess how much he loves me – not sure on how, though, – and then I’ll sit on his lap and we’ll share a passionate kiss and make beautiful, fantastic love for hours on end. When we’re finally at the point of exhaustion, he’ll reach into his pants pocket and pull out the engagement ring he bought for me years ago. I’m sure it’s beautiful and that he bought it right after we left Pokemon Summer Camp. We may have been little, but he knew. I know he knew. It was love at first sight.

“Okay Bonnie, it’s about time to get ready for bed.”

As if on cue, Clemont started to talk and ignored the groan from Bonnie. The siblings started to clean up the table, and Ash excused himself to the boys’ bedroom to get ready to sleep. As I expected, Pikachu and Dedenne were running around on the floor. I quietly stood from my seat, taking care to not draw any attention, attempting to follow Ash as silently as I could.

I hid behind a corner as Ash walked into the boys’ bedroom and closed the door behind him. Waiting a few seconds to not seem suspicious (although I know he was hoping I would visit him), I knocked on the door. Ash opened it almost instantly, giving me a smile when he saw me.

“Hey, what’s up Serena?” He asked. I smiled back at him. I didn’t want to look away from his eyes, but I know I have to answer him. “Uh, Serena, are you okay?”

“Oh, yeah, I’m just great.” I replied. “May I come in?”

“Sure, sorry about that.” Ash nodded and stepped aside, allowing me to walk past. I nodded my thanks and moved to his bed, sitting down and gently bouncing on the edge. It was soft and very comfortable; it would be perfect for the hours of hardcore fucking I planned on (I decided against passionate love-making, we’ll have to save that for when we have time to savor it. Fucking is much easier and faster).

“Would you sit with me, Ash? There’s something I’d like to talk about.” I patted the spot next to me, giving him a bigger smile. Ash didn’t seem phased, but I know that’s he practiced for this moment since the day we parted at the end of camp. He probably has the best poker face anyone’s ever seen. “It’s really important.” I added.

“Is something wrong?” Ash asked, now sounding concerned. He sat next to me, placing his hands on his lap. “Is something wrong with Fennekin?”

“No, Fennekin’s just fine.” I assured him. “I wanted to talk about us.”

“Oh, okay!” Ash replied. He seemed a lot calmer. “Did Clemont or Bonnie or I do something?”

“No, nothing about Clemont or Bonnie, or even Pikachu, since I know you’ll ask.” I answered. “This is about you and me, Ash. I think it’s about time we took our relationship to the next level.”

“Our relationship?” Ash asked. He looked confused, but I knew better. He was probably close to bursting inside. “We’ll always be friends, don’t worry about that!”

“Oh, I’m glad you agree—wait, Ash … what did you say?”

I know I heard him wrong. My future husband did not just say we’ll be “friends” forever.

“Yeah, no matter what happens!” Ash replied with a thumbs-up. “We’re buddies, and nothing will ever change that!” When I did respond, he moved closer and looked at me. I didn’t want to look back at him. I didn’t want to talk, or move, or even breathe. I didn’t think Ash would play this hard-to-get. For a boy who’s waited for me this long, you’d think he would jump at the chance.

If he won’t, I suppose I’ll be the one to do the jumping – and jump I did.

“Hey, Serena!” Ash sounded surprised after I grabbed him and pushed him back onto the bed. I straddled his waist and looked into his eyes with the most loving expression I could muster; he didn’t return it, however. He actually looked confused. “What are you doing? That almost hurt!”

“Oh, I’m sorry! I would never hurt you, Ash!” I apologized. “As long as you never hurt me, I’ll never hurt you!”

“As long as I never hurt you? Why would I hurt you?” Ash really sounded confused this time. Did he just want me to be blunt? I reached down and grabbed his hands, tightly wrapping our fingers together and holding them close to my chest. “Hey, not so tight …” He groaned.

“I know you’d never hurt me, Ash …” I replied. “Just … well,” I trailed off, gripping his hands a bit harder. He winced, or at least it looked like that to the untrained eye. I know it was just a test of my grip. “Well, when you tell someone you love that you only want to be friends, they might take it the wrong way, you know?”

“When I tell someone I love? Who are we talking about?” Ash asked. My romantic smile was becoming very difficult to keep ‘romantic’ by this point.

“You know who we’re talking about, silly!” I removed my hands from his, but kept a hold on them and placed them on my breasts. Ash didn’t squeeze them; what a gentleman. His entire face was red, though. So cute! “We’re talking about you and me, Ash!”

“So … you’re someone I love, and … I—”

“Oh, I love you too, Ash!” I replied. I cut him off, but I know he was just going to repeat it. “I’m so glad you finally confessed to me! I know it must have been difficult!”

“What did I confess?” Ash was still playing dumb! This is so adorable! He still hasn’t squeezed my chest though, so I’d better help that along. I grabbed his hands and squeezed them, forcing him to squeeze me in return. I let out a moan from his touch; I’ve been waiting for so long, I’m surprised I didn’t cum right there.

“We don’t have a lot of time, Ash. Clemont will be back eventually, and I know my big, strong trainer wants this too. Let’s just have a quickie, okay?” I winked at him and lifted my skirt – I had no panties on all day, just waiting for this moment. Ash’s eyes widened when I showed myself to him. I wonder if he likes trimmed, blonde pubes. Or maybe it was just how wet I was for him. “Am I beautiful, Ash?”

“What’s that thing?”

Both of us froze. Ash was starting to take this whole ‘playing dumb’ thing a bit far now.

“Oh, it’s … wait, what do you mean ‘that thing’? It’s all for you!” I gently pounded his fists with my chest. “You know what my body is! It’s my pussy!” I shouldn’t have had to explain this to him, I’m sure he’s fantasized about me every day!

“Oh, okay!” Ash seemed just fine with what explanation I gave him. That was easy enough, I guess. “It’s … uh …”

“Yes?” I grabbed his shirt with my hands, squeezing it hard. “What am I? Am I beautiful? Am I ravishing? Am I everything you’ve dreamed?”

“It’s kind of hairy, isn’t it?”

“I …” My face turned a very deep red. “It isn’t hairy! I make myself look beautiful everywhere, just for you!”

“Oh, that’s nice of you, I guess!” Ash replied with a smile. He still seemed like he had no idea what was going on. Maybe he’s just waiting on me to make the first move. That must be it, yeah!

“I would do anything for you, Ash.” I said. I moved back, sitting on his legs and moving my hands down to unfasten his pants. His blue-striped boxers were somewhat cute, and they absorbed sweat pretty well; I should know -- I’ve sniffed them twice this week. I love it when they’re ripe, the sooner off his body the better. I looked into Ash’s eyes and I worked his pants down – blissful ignorance.

“What are you doin’?” Ash asked. “You’ve never acted like this before.” I didn’t bother answering; I was getting tired of the games. I reached into the hole in his boxers’ crotch, and fished his cock out. It wasn’t erect yet, but I could easily fix that. I kept my hand around it, gently pumping it up and down on him. I could feel his body shiver a bit.

“Does this feel good, Ash? I bet you do this to yourself every night while thinking about me, right?” I could feel a bead of sweat run down my face. I finally started things, so he knew he could finally open up. Here comes the real thing.

“I’ve never done it myself, no.”

“You haven’t!?” I grabbed him a bit too hard unintentionally, his look of curiosity turning to one of pain. “You’ve never jacked off and you’ve never seen a pussy? I know you’ve been saving yourself for me and all, so you’ve never had sex, but—”

“Oh, that! I’ve done that!”

“You … you what.” I had to make sure I was just hearing things. “You did what?”

“Oh yeah, sure have.” Ash continued. “Iris blindfolded me and told me we were doing that. She wouldn’t let me look at her, for some reason. I think she was naked. Dawn and I used to do it too, but I never saw under her skirt and she always told me it was rude to ask questions.”

“… Okay then; just two girls. I can handle two.” I spoke quietly. “I’m not happy, but I’m sure that you have urges. Of course I thought you saved yourself for me—” I took his wrists in my grasp and squeezed them hard; he winced again. He was just telling me he understood his mistake. “I guess I can accept it, since I can’t do anything about it …”

“May had a big chest, and liked me squeezing it, I always thought they were squishy—ow, hey!”

“You’re treading on thin ice, Ash …” I looked at him. Ash actually looked scared.

Good.

“I’m sorry, Serena. I didn’t know those things would make you angry.” Ash apologized. Well, at least he knew his mistake. “Misty always told me that I was the only boy she would ever do it with, so I thought it was the same with the others—”

“Four other girls!? Are you serious!?”

I couldn’t believe Ash! Succumbing to the filthy ways of four sluts that had the gall to take what’s mine? I should find every single one of them and make them apologize!

Well, I have something they don’t! I’m Ash’s true love, and he’ll see every single bit of what we do! I tossed my hat towards the floor, and grabbed my shirt and started to pull.

Knock knock!

“Hey Ash, are you in there?” It was Clemont. “I’m gonna come in, okay—”

“LEAVE!” That was the only word that I could manage to say.

Thump-thump-thump. Clemont’s footsteps in the opposite direction were pretty damn fast. Back to important matters.

“Ash, I’m going to show you what true love is.” I said. Ash still looked a bit uneasy, probably because of my yell, but he just stared at me when my shirt hit the floor. My breasts had bounce to them, and I was quite proud of myself. I would say C’s, but he would likely have no idea what I’m talking about.

“Serena, why are you taking your clothes off?” Ash asked. I groaned in frustration, grabbing a handful of his hair and yanking on it. “Ow, hey, that hurt!” Ash whined.

“What do I have to do to make you understand, Ash? Just tell me!” I begged. “I love you, and you love me! You said it yourself! Don’t you want to become one with me?”

“Become … one with you?” Ash repeated. “I don’t understand.”

“I know you don’t.” I sighed. “Look, just let me do the work, okay?”

“Hey Ash, are you in there still? I want to go to bed!” Clemont AGAIN? Didn’t he get the point last time? “I’m coming in this time, so be ready!”

What the hell was Ash supposed to be ready for? A whiny blonde kid to snore all night?

The door burst open; Clemont had kicked it in. Why?

“Hey Ash, there you are—Serena? What are you doing?”

I jumped off Ash as fast as I could and fastened his pants. I must’ve looked like a blur to Clemont, because he didn’t speak a word as I ran from the room. When I ran into my own, I slammed the door behind me and started to breath deeply, leaning on the door. I could practically feel my heart leaping out of my chest. I looked over at the room; Bonnie and Dedenne were asleep, thank heavens.

It was impossible to fall asleep with all of this in my mind. It was also impossible to masturbate since even the smallest sound would stir Bonnie. My night was nothing but constant tossing and turning.

No matter what happens, my Ash, I won’t give up on you. You told me you love me, and Clemont just got in our way. I promise, the next time we have a chance, I’ll show you my true love.

Even if I have to use a little force.