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All Shook Up	By : Dancinginthedarkkk Category: Pokemon > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1581 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon or any of the Pokemon Characters. They belong to Satoshi Tajiri and the Pokemon Company and I do not make ANY money off of this work at all.

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"Make him happy." Cilan's usual kind tone now cold, like ice. Ash flinched at the heat from Cilan's breath against his ear; the man's grip on his arm almost painful. "We need this deal to go though. Anything he wants, you do. Do you understand?"
The man that he was speaking about stood across the room, chatting with a woman who Ash recognized as the lawyer Cress had hired to help see the deal through. Ash nodded slowly as the grip on his arm increased, "Yes sir." He wondered if Cilan could tell that he was terrified.
"Good. Don't disappoint me." Was Ash's only response as his arm was let go and he was nudged in the direction of the man. He was tall, long lilac hair and handsome with hard eyes, high cheekbones and a sharp jaw. An aura around him that seemed to set him apart from everyone else. Just by looking at him, Ash knew this man wasn't someone who was to be messed with.
And if anyone was asking Ash, he certainly didn't want to be the one tasked with seducing him to sign a few papers. Not that Cilan or his brothers would have cared or asked for Ash's opinion. "What's his name?" He looked up at Cilan, who had a sweet smile on his face.
"You will refer to him as Mr. Weiss, who I'll remind you, can be a major asset to this company. You know, the company that pays you, helps you pay your bills and feeds your family. My company." Cilan shook his glass of wine as he turned to Ash. "Speaking of... how's your daughter? I remember you taking a few days off last week because she got sick. Good thing you have insurance, you know, that me and my brothers provide."
For a second Ash felt like he couldn't breathe as he stared up at Cilan in disbelief. After realizing that Cilan was waiting for an answer he nodded his head. "She's fine. Just a side effect of her last round of shots.."
"That's good. Now uh, you wouldn't mind going over there now would you?" He motioned again to Mr. Weiss. "Because if this ends up failing, or someone backs out, cuts will be made. And it's nothing personal but if it's between paying you and for your benefits or keeping my money, guess which option I'm going to choose."
Ash finished his coke and handed his cup off, the message clear enough for him. "No, of course not." He smiled at Cilan as he walked away but his heart was beating a mile a minute as he made his way over to the man. He tugged at his sleeves nervously as he got closer, because either Ash was shrinking, or the man was taller and bigger than he looked. Ash was sure it was the latter.
The woman he'd been speaking to looked in his direction as Ash slowly walked up to the man, who turned to him to see what had piqued her interest, a drink in his hand and a emotionless stare on his face. "Excuse me Mr. Weiss, I don't mean to interrupt your conversation." Ash began, looking between the woman and his guest. "The party is almost over, I wanted to let you know that I'll accompany you to your room. Courtesy of the Griffith Brothers."
The man stared at him, giving Ash a once over that made the boy shiver. He didn't have to be a mind reader to know that the man was undressing him with his eyes. He turned and said his goodbye to the woman, who just smiled and went to find another drink. "Lead the way."
"Follow me." Ash nodded and turned to led him out of the sitting room and up the stairs towards the wing that had all of the bedrooms. Ash caught a scared glimpse from one of his female coworkers, who was opening a room for the man she'd been assigned to. He knew exactly how she was feeling.
Ash opened the door to the room and allowed his guest to enter first, drink still in hand as he walked in, Ash close behind.
The lock was quietly turned as Ash faced the man, who now sat at the edge of the bed, finishing off his drink. "May I know your name?" Mr. Weiss asked as Ash held out his hand for the empty cup, taking it from the man.
Ash fiddled with the cup for a second. "Ash. My name is Ash." He put the cup down, making sure there was a coaster beneath it, as it still had ice in it. "Can.. can I know yours?" When he turned back from the table, the man was less than a foot from him, hovering over Ash in a way that made his breath catch. Cilan's words played over and over in his head as the man stared down at him, a rough hand cupping his face.
"Paul." Mr. Weiss answered, his deep voice sent shivers up his spine as Ash leaned up and pressed a long, sweet kiss to the man's lips. He tasted like alcohol, and Ash had to stop himself from grimacing as Paul kissed him roughly, one hand in his hair and the other trailing it's way down the fitted suit that Cress had tailored for him.
When Ash was lifted in the air he let out a soft noise of surprise, thighs spread as Paul's strong arm wrapped around him. Paul broke the kiss as he laid Ash down on the bed, Ash had to admit, he was a good kisser. And the way the man's body moved on top of him, Ash didn't want to stop. He leaned up and kissed Paul again, lips tingling as a rough finger rubbed against his cheek. The kiss ended, his face hovering over Ash's, hands working at the buttons of his own shirt.
Ash felt his face burning, slowly removing his coat, and then working at the buttons on his wrists while he kicked off his shoes.
Soon enough, Ash was laid bare, the soft fabric of Paul's suit sliding over his skin as he was kissed. "Have you done this before?" Ash was asked as said man pulled away, slowly working at taking off his clothes.
"Yes." Ash answered him, no was the real answer. Yes, that he'd had sex before, no that it had been with another man. He'd liked other men, of course, but had never acted on it. For a second Ash's mind wandered to the young daughter, his only girl, waiting for him at home, his mother watching over her. His sexual experiences with women hadn't been good ones, his baby though, she was the only good thing to come out of it..
He'd never put much thought into how he wanted his first time with another man to go but Ash knew he didn't want it to be with a complete stranger- especially when the stranger was in a place of power. When it was expected of him from three men who could for all intents and purposes, make his life hell. The thought of not being able to provide for her made him want to hurl. But even as Ash thought about how much he didn't want this, to resort to this, his body reacted like an eager teen to the hungry, almost animal way Paul stared at him as he finished undressing. He stood at the edge of bed. "Good."
Ash's body went still as the man pulled him towards the edge of the bed, bottle of lube laid next to him. He gasped softly when Paul pressed a wet finger inside of him, smiling down at Ash when his opening sucked him right in. "How many are you usually able to fit?" Another was pressed in, searching for Ash's prostate.
"Three." Ash breathed out as he adjusted himself to the feeling of someone else's hand inside of him. He could feel every movement Paul made with his wrist as the man added another finger, stretching Ash out. He grinned when Ash jumped, fingers gently rubbing over his prostate. Ash moaned as he rocked his hips against the fingers, and whimpered when they were pulled out of him.
His breath hitched and tears welled in his eyes when he was kissed, his partner's large member pressed inside, stretching him out farther than Ash would have ever been able to do. The pained gasp Ash made sounded enough like a gasp of pleasure, causing Paul to move, breathing heavily into Ash's mouth as he rocked himself in and out of Ash.
Ash felt as if he was being split in half, holding on desperately as he whined, every thrust was enough to knock the wind out of him. He moved himself gently, soft kisses and Cilan's words keeping him grounded in the moment. A hard grip on his hips kept him still and he opened his eyes to see Paul staring back at him with lidded eyes. He moaned quietly as the sound of their hips meeting filled the room, his partner grunting out words of praise while he pressed Ash down into the bed.
And then suddenly Paul was gone. Not gone, but had pulled away. Ash sat up on his elbows as his partner looked at him, applying more lube to his swollen cock and he yelped when he was suddenly flipped over, a large hand holding down his head as he was entered again.
"Tell me, the brothers really thought that sex was going to steer the minds of the clients? They really believed this would be a good idea..." Paul's thrusting took a rough turn, pounding into Ash almost to the point of pain.
"Slow down!" Ash gasped as he looked back at him, his cock too sensitive to the blankets beneath. But the man said nothing as he pulled Ash's hips back and continued with his thrusts. Ash clutched onto the blankets, wincing as he was rocked back and forth. The heat in his belly became too much as he cried out, his thighs shaking as he came.
A curse came from the man as he felt Ash clamp down on him, and three hard, no, violent thrusts later, Ash felt himself being filled, a grip so tight on Ash's hips that he knew he'd be bruised in the morning. "Well, their effort is certainly appreciated."
His legs felt like jello as he crawled away from the man, too aware of the pain between his thighs. He felt sticky all over as he watched Paul pull back the blankets and get in. "Come on, I'm not done." He pointed to his cock, which was still red and swollen.
Anything he wanted, Ash needed to do.
Ash stared at him for a few seconds and slowly crawled into the man's lap, his hands on his chest as he slowly sunk down onto him, a moan escaping when the head rubbed against his prostate. "Good boy." Ash kissed him softly and began rolling his hips down, Paul's hands gently rubbing on his thighs.
Soon Ash was holding onto the man, arms wrapped around his shoulders as he was made to ride him, hard. Ash kissed him as he was pressed back against the bed, legs going limp by his sides and another quickly approaching orgasm took his breath away. Paul thrusted into him roughly as he held Ash's thighs up. "A very good boy. Feels good doesn't it?" Ash whined, nodding his head as he felt Paul slipping in and out of him, his pace never faltering.
Ash wasn't sure how much time had passed, but he now laid trapped in the man's arms. The inside of his thighs felt sticky and sore, even if he was able to crawl out from under Paul he wouldn't have been able to make it to the door. He stared at the sleeping man pressed against him, he was extremely handsome and, as he'd just proven to Ash, relentless in bed.
The smell of his cologne was intoxicating, Ash's face being pressed near Paul's neck. Ash adjusted himself and laid back down, tired from his long night with the man. He closed his eyes and yawned, pulling the blanket up a bit to cover more of himself and Mr. Weiss.
Morning came with bright light through the curtains and Ash laid motionless in the bed as he blinked. He didn't want to move, too comfy in the heavy blankets.
The door to the ensuite opened and Ash sat up quickly, clutching the blanket to his neck. For a second, Ash had forgotten that he was still alone with Paul. He watched as Mr. Weiss walked into the room, curly lilac hair wet and a single towel wrapped around his hips. "Good morning Mr. Weiss." His voice was shaky, watching the man get dressed.
Paul looked at him and a corner of his mouth turned it into a smirk. "It's pronounced 'Vice.' Like.. Vice President." He pulled on his pants, "And a morning it is. You look refreshed, after the way you knocked out last night, I'm not surprised. The shower is free."
Ash nodded and stood, wincing slightly as he held onto the edge of the bed. In the mirror behind Paul he could see the pattern of bruises in the shape of hands blooming along his thighs and hips. He felt sick. The man, who was pulling on his shoes only watched quietly while Ash limped his way to the bathroom, the fluorescent lighting making the marks look worse. "More like vice grip." He said softly, his eyes catching on the deep purple ring around his upper arm, remembering that Cilan had had his share in grabbing on him.
A chuckle could be heard as Paul stood, pulling on his shirt and buttoning it up. Ash just rubbed his eyes before he went to turn on the shower, sighing as hot water poured onto him.
When he emerged, he was surprised to see that Paul was still in the room. He began to quickly dress, "Isn't the meeting for the signing starting soon?" He threw his towel in the hamper as he pulled on his socks.
"I won't be going." Paul responded and Ash's stomach dropped. "I was never interested in investing in the company. But, I don't pass anything up. Bad business, have to make sure it's not just a bad pitch." Ash slowly pulled on his pants and then his undershirt. He thought about what Cilan had told him, knowing that Paul had made up his mind before even coming didn't make Ash feel any better.
"You still got sex out of it so.. not too much of a waste of time." Ash shrugged as he picked up his shoes and sat back down, trying to not make it seem like he was disappointed. "Well, you know your way out." He turned away from Paul, who was watching him intently.
"A company that resorts to giving potential business partners an escort in hopes of a few signatures is a company that's going bottom up. Ever since they took over the company it's gone downhill." Paul shook his head. Ash pulled on his shirt when the bed dipped next to him again, a hand holding onto his chin as it forced him to look at Paul. "This company isn't worth it. But yours.. however, I'd be willing to invest in." He held out a card, Ash took it from him and looked at it as Paul got up and left.
He stared at the open door.
As expected, Ash and a few others of his coworkers were shown the door, their stuff in hand. He did his best to stay calm on the bus the whole ride home. Ash felt awful as he walked up to the front door of his childhood home, he'd been literally fucked by work and now he'd have to hustle to find something new before rent.
"Ash? Ash, where have you been? " His mother ran to the door, holding it open for him as he carried the box inside. "Oh.. honey.. they didn't." She put a gentle hand on his shoulder.
"It's their loss anyways." Ash smiled, "I'll find something else Mom. Don't worry. And uh, I spent the night there. We had some work that had to get done, ended up going late into the night." He headed up the stairs to empty the box and change.
"Okay, well breakfast is ready, hurry before it gets cold!"
Moments later, Ash headed downstairs in his shorts and a shirt, his mood suddenly shooting up from the dumpster into the clouds as he saw his girl dancing as she munched on berries. "Hi pretty girl! Were you good for Amma?" Shiloh nodded, grinning as Ash sat down next to her after serving himself a plate. "That's good! Daddy missed you so much!" He started eating, absolutely starving from the night before. "Was she okay mom? I'm sorry I didn't call." One hand pushed back shiny black hair out of Shiloh's brown eyes while the other worked on the food.
Delia waved her hand, "She was perfect Ash. We ate a good dinner and watched a movie, she was out by nine and just woke up a hour ago."
Ash could only nod as he wiped away the vavas from Shy's face with a wipie and pulled her out of the high chair for a hug. "That's good, mmmmm, Daddy loves you so much he's just gonna hug you and never let go!" He kissed her cheek over and over as Shy giggled. She danced in his arms happily before settling down and leaning her head against his shoulder.
Ash stared down at her and then kissed her head, "Amma's food so good it knocked you out huh?" He finished his food and hugged Delia with one arm after placing his plate in the dishwasher. "Thanks mom. Really, I mean it. I'm gonna go lay with her ok? Call me if you need me."
"Oh please, all I'm going to do today is catch up on my shows. Go ahead sweetheart." She waved at Shy as Ash carried her upstairs to the room he shared with her.
He held her in one arm as he stared up at the card Mr. Weiss had given him. He'd barely worked this week, and he already knew his check would be small and the thought of job searching sent his mind spinning. Next to him, Shy quietly snored, he rubbed her back and leaned over to get his phone out and dialed the number on the card.
The phone picked up almost immediately, "Hello?" And Ash shivered at the voice.
"Hi Mr. Weiss.. it's Ash."
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