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Alphabet Challenge	By : campfiresongsong Category: Pokemon > General Views: 42882 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
- 1-Anxiety
- 2-Birthday
- 3-Curiosity
- 4-Dreams
- 5-Exuberance
- 6-First
- 7-Girls
- 8-Handyman
- 9-Incarceration
- 10-Judicious
- 11-Kinship
- 12-Lust
- 13-Miscontruction
- 14-Naive
- 15-Offset
- 16-Peregrination
- 17-Quirky
- 18-Rejuvenate
- 19-Swingers
- 20-Tease
- 21-Ubiquitous
- 22-Validate
- 23-Winsome
- 24-Xenos
- 25-Yoga
- 26-Zesty
- 22
- 23
- 24
“Hyper beam!” Anabel shouted to her Metagross.
The huge white beam of energy struck Pikachu head on, knocking him straight down.Ash was stunned when Pikachu was unable to rise from the ground. His little buddy was down and out, and he had now lost the match to Anabel. He had been flat-out overpowered by her Metagross, which was something that he did not think was possible. It had even taken him three tries before he could finally defeat her powerful Alakazam.
He heard voices in the background that could have belonged to Anabel or May, offering consolation, but he did not listen to any of the words. He had been humbled, maybe even humiliated, in a match that he had fully expected to win. A handful of regrets coursed through his head once the disbelief had finished settling in his head.
He trudged back to the Pokémon Center to drop off his injured Pokémon and to go back to his room. Brock knew better than to bother Ash this soon after a bad defeat. He figured he would cool down and become approachable after a day or two. Because of this he took May and Max with him to do some sight-seeing while Ash did some thinking.
Just like he had after suffering bad losses, most notably to Richie in his first ever league championship, Ash contemplated on his training abilities. Should he even be a trainer? Would he ever reach the level that he always dreamed of? Was he wasting his time? The thoughts were obviously ridiculous notions to consider after one measly loss, but that was how Ash worked. He was rash, and he overreacted to things that were not such a big deal.
The joy that accompanied the winning streak that he was on before his battle with Anabel had disappeared in a flash. The rest of the day passed by with Ash hardly noticing it. He picked up his Pokémon after Nurse Joy took care of them, and he turned in early for the night. Pikachu was pretty depressed himself, so he just curled up next to Ash without a sound.
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Ash arose early the next morning; his mood was only slightly better. Something compelled him to take a walk alone, so he did just that. He threw on his outfit and exited the building before any of his friends had woken up. He strolled about thoughtlessly, letting his subconscious direct his path of travel. After several minutes his feet parked him in front of the Battle Tower.
He took a second to comprehend where he had gone, and then he entered the tower. The building appeared to be fairly empty when he first stepped inside. He walked to the battlefield that was the setting for the cause of his depression. Not surprisingly, Anabel was present. She noticed him from across the room, giving him a sympathetic look. She knew how hard he had taken the defeat.
Ash was unsure as to why he had shown up in the first place. He had not been thinking about what he was doing until just then, and now he was questioning his motifs. He had not brought any of his Pokémon, so he could not attempt a rematch just yet. It wasn’t a battle that he wanted, but what was it? Did he just need to visit the scene of the past day?
Anabel started walking his way since Ash had frozen at the entrance to the battlefield. He did not retreat or advance forward; he simply waited for her to reach him. When she did, she placed her hand gently against his shoulder, trying to provide any comfort that she could to him. She waited for him to speak first, but she soon found out that that was not going to happen.
“You can’t be so down on yourself, Ash,” She consoled him, “You’re a great trainer.”
He mumbled something inaudible, but it sounded like he said something in disagreement.
“Honestly, Ash, you have to be extremely talented to get as far as you have. You’re a great trainer, and a really great guy too.”
Ash looked at her a little funny with what she added at the end. Even he knew that she was borderline flirting with him, and he did not know how to feel about that. He found her to be strangely attractive, yet it was only yesterday that he thought she was a boy. He tried to shove the thoughts to the back of his mind; he was probably interpreting her words wrong.
“I mean it.” She added with a small blush.
Now Ash was pretty sure that she was just complimenting him. He felt rather awkward about the whole situation. He was unsure about how to respond, or if he needed to respond. He still had not uttered a decipherable word in the conversation anyway. He thought she was a little cute, but again, he did not know how to say it or if to say it.
“I can sense how you are feeling.” She reminded him.
Now it was Ash’s turn to blush. He forgot how powerful her brain was in the art of empathy. Could she hear all of his thoughts? No, that would just be too freaky. He supposed that she could just get the overall feeling that was emitting from him. Heck, she probably understood how he was feeling better than he did.
“You’re cute.” She said with a smile, almost laughing.
Ash looked down, brushing his black hair away from his face. For some reason he felt that I he avoided her look that maybe the awkwardness would end for him. But then, he thought, did he want it to end. The more he thought about it, the more attractive Anabel appeared to him. Her lilac hair was so fascinating to him, as was the rest of her, personality included.
“So are you.” He finally spoke.
Anabel blushed like a schoolgirl. She already knew how he felt, but it was different when we spoke it out of his own mouth. She smiled as well as she ever had and looked at Ash’s face. He had lifted it to look at her, and they simply gazed at each other’s, both in the mouth and eyes. After a few seconds of looking at each other, something happened and the mood changed a little.
They both felt it, but Anabel was the only one who really understood it. She leaned in her head as slowly and inconspicuously as she could. Making a scene of it could very well scare Ash off in her mind. Ash only realized that the distance between their faces had decreased when she was practically right in front of him.
In somewhat of a shocker, Ash closed the rest of the distance at the same moment that Anabel jerked forward. Their eyes closed and their lips crashed together. Ash was taken aback a little by the feeling of her lips. They were much softer than he was anticipating, and they had a hint of a fruity sweetness to them that he was not expecting either.
They pulled back after a few seconds, breathing a little harder than unusual but nothing very noticeable. There was doubt and confusion in the couple eyes. They did not where they were supposed to go after that. Ash figured there was about only one place that you could go, so took one of his signature risks, leaning his head in for another kiss.
She took his lips happily, meshing his with hers. They leaned in more this time, making the kiss much more powerful than the one they started with. Seconds past, but neither one of them even thought about pulling away. Instead, they tilted their heads in opposite directions so they could deepen the kiss even more. Their heads started to move a lot more as the kiss became increasingly more electric.
Pulling away for air, Anabel spoke, “There’s a bed back there if you want to move there.”
It was a very daring move on her part; one that Ash might not have ever seen coming. His initial hesitation provided a seemingly endless moment of regret and terror for Anabel. The question had thrown caught him so off guard that it required a moment of thought, even from Ash. The heat of the moment shortened his thinking time, however.
“Yeah, of course.” He responded rather calmly.
Anabel took his hand and led him back to her room. She had her own room since she often just stayed the night in the tower anyway. She rented a home in the area, but she spent very little time there. The walls were purple, but they were a darker shade then that of her hair, eyes, and outfit. It was a small room, nothing much more than the bed.
Standing next to the made bed, Anabel leaned in to kiss Ash again. She opened up her mouth and unleashed her tongue this time, begetting Ash to do the same on his end. Her hands roamed down to his pants, where she was thankful that there was no belt to mess with. It took her a few attempts, but she managed to unbutton and then unzip his pants while still making out with him.
She pulled them down as far as she could without bending over before she moved on to his shirt. She undid the buttons with much more ease this time, and lifted the shirt over his head. It made them take a break from kissing, but it was probably for the best, since they were both having a little trouble keeping their lungs full of oxygen.
She stopped moving her hands now that she had him down to his boxers. Ash assumed it was his turn now, so he followed the order that Anabel had taken. He pants came off without much work at all, but her shirt was a little bit of a tougher challenge. He had a handful of buttons to take care of, and then he had to lift it over her body.
They parted lips for good once they were both stripped down to their underwear. Anabel saved Ash an opportunity to embarrass himself by unclipping her own bra, dropping it on the ground once she finished. She also went ahead and took the honors of removing her final piece of clothing, slipping it down her legs. She was uncomfortable being nude in front of Ash, but she tried not to let it show.
Ash knew that he had to follow up by getting rid of his underwear too, but he was nervous himself. His penis was already letting itself show in its attempt to poke through the fabric, but there was still something unnerving about actually putting it out in her field of vision. He knew he had to do it though, so he dropped his green boxers to the floor.
They took in each other’s body; each of them thinking about how attractive the other was. Following a few seconds of checking each other out, they moved on to the even they had been building up for. Ash took Anabel in his arms, laying her on the bed, while he crawled on top of her. He looked down at her, waiting to see if there were any last minute doubts.
She said nothing, and Ash could only see excitement in her eyes, so he pushed himself in gradually. He was waiting for her hymen to stop him, but it became apparent that no such thing would happen. Being a virgin himself, he found it to be disappointing that she was not one as well, but he tried not to let it show.
He guessed that she had only been with a man a few times because she was as tight as he could have imagined. He pushed in a little over half his length, amazed at how much pleasure it was bringing him. The place that had only ever caused him pain, via being hit or punched there, was now making up for all of that with an intense joy.
He had completely forgotten about the match from the day before and how down he was feeling about himself and his career. The heat that came from her body and combined with his seemed to form a relaxing steam that temporarily relived any issues he was having. Anabel, despite not having any major issues at the time, felt the same way.
His cock fit inside of her so well. It was not such a monster that it caused pain, yet it was also not so small that it would not satisfy her. She laid down against the bed, using next to energy while Ash penetrated her. She trusted him to make her feel good, and it was working well. He was moving slowly, just the way that she liked it.
“Ohh!” She moaned constantly.
Ash figured that since she seemed to be happy, that he must be doing something right, so he did not change anything. He was using full thrusts, maximizing his time inside her, while also staying out just long enough for her to get a little antsy waiting for him to plunge back in. He had worked into a very nice rhythm, perfecting the time and speed of his thrusting.
Anabel would never have known that he was a virgin if she had not managed to sense it with her incredible mind. He was performing impeccably for his first time. She felt him start to divulge his full member into her as a few minutes passed by. It was no trouble for her to fit him, and he also was getting deeper into her pussy.
“Oh, Ash!” She moaned louder.
Ash started to feel more and more proud of himself as he listened to Anabel praise his work. His confidence, and/or maybe his lack of experience, got the better of him in the end though. He began to lose the rhythm that he had, going a little bit faster and a little less controlled. He felt something building up inside him, and the closer he got to his climax, the more he wanted to reach it.
He pushed in one final time, losing his cum with a yell. Anabel was shocked at how fast that had turned around, but she gave a little yell too, faking her orgasm. It honestly was not a very convincing lie but Ash fell for it. His eyes suddenly shot open seconds after he had climaxed inside of her. It took him a few moments to get out words.
“I just- oh- oh my god- I-I-I um… finished inside you. A-a-and I didn’t use a condom or anything.” He stumbled out sweating.
Anabel just giggled at him.
“Oh I take a pill for that, don’t worry.”
Ash sighed in relief; he really thought that he had messed up there. He had been terrified.
“You’re so cute.” She told him, giggling at his goofiness.
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