Lol sorry the last lemon was so lame, but, ykno, Serena doesn't rush

I still feel bad sooooooo...

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They won't do the do (just yet), but I hope to meet you in the middle :)

Enjoy babes <3

———Later that day———

Nothing in particular pulled me out of my nap, but I found myself slowly growing conscious again as I opened my eyes. I wasn't at home. Where was I again? I recall leaving school, but I never got home. As I tried to stand up, I realized a heavy warmth around my frame, pushing me down. Oh my, it's an arm. Why is there an arm? Also, I'm feeling weirdly sticky. Wait, it smells like his cologn-

"Stop moving, please."

Oh, I remember. Wait. I remember! That's embarrassing. That's really embarrassing. Was this right? What place have I put myself in? I'm feeling oddly vulnerable. Do I care? Should I care? Would he take this to his advantage? God, this would be so much easier if I was a boy.

Fuck gender roles.

"Ash? What time is it?"

"I don't know, just sleep."

"But, time-"

"Doesn't matter, sleep."

"I'd say something like 'looks like someone got up on the wrong foot' but you're too lazy to get up in the first place."

This tickled his pride as he pulled his arm back to himself to push himself up as he reached for his phone. "Almost 8pm." he groggily spoke, before letting himself fall back into his sheets, draping his arm over me again.

"Oh my god, Ash Palermo is gonna kill me."

"Serena-"

"No, Ash really-"

"Princess-"

"Oh my god! What will I tell her?"

"Baby-"

"I'm fucked. That's it. Life is ove-"

"Princess, she kicked you out for a week."

"O-oh, right. I forgot. I hope they don't mess up the place too much, else I'll have to clean everything up. A week of their mess takes me like three days to clean with only little breaks and-"

"I'll help you, now shush." he pulled my face into chest in a manner to shut me up. I just scoffed into his chest and accepted defeat. I had just scoffed into his chest. Into his chest. His chest.

His physique is quite admirable. Of course, I mean, he's an athlete, so he's training a lot. Just imagine him training. Hours of tensing and flexing muscles, sweating just to have his hair stick to his forehead, giving his face a new frame just to round it all up with his glowing skin. Imagine if it was sunny, with the light adding more definition to every curve of his muscles, or if it was rainy, with his wet clothes sticking to his trained body and the drops sliding down the length of his height.

What am I thinking?

Forcing myself back into reality, I felt myself growing curious to touch him. I really wanted to touch him. Just have my hand on his chest, feeling his heart pumping inside his chest and tracing down the line in the middle. What's up with me these days? I can't help, but be this perverted bundle of hormones. The worst thing is, I didn't mind a lot. I mind that I don't mind.

Ash must've fallen into slumber again, because his breathing comes off to be quite slower and calmer than before. Should I risk it? Should I touch him? What if I wake him up? He might just think I'm thirsty, which I might be, but I'm too proud to admit that. If he asks I'll just come up with an excuse, like I had to sneeze or there was a fly.

Something along the lines of that.

It's really not stupid.

I slowly lifted my hand from beside me and reached between our bodies, to slide it further up as it slid it's way into my view. Reach up further, I hesitated right before getting to touch Ash's body, just taking one deep breath and sighing it right out again. I only placed my fingertip onto his chest again, before I pulled away quite fast again, right away.

I was nervous.

I mean really, he's the one everyone wants to have. Still is he here and he wants me to be the one he can hold while sleeping and it just gets to me in an exciting way. I don't know if it's good or bad, I just know that when I feel it, my stomach feels like it is full of feathers and I might be on the edge of puking that all out.

Breathing again, I softly started poking Ash's chest some times.

One.

Two.

Three.

Four.

Poking one last time, I finally found the courage to lead my whole hand closer to his chest. Oh so slowly, my hand was inching closer and closer, but before it actually touched-

"Sere, just touch me."

I gasped a little at that, pulling my hand back into my chest as I stared up at him, to find him lazily staring down at me.

"Go ahead. I might bite though." he smirked as I continued to stare, still comprehending the situation. Ash quickly realized my dumbfounded state and decided to take matters into his own hands. He took my hand into his and flatly pressed it against his chest.

"Feel good?" he asked.

Not only hearing his heartbeat but also feeling it did make me feel some type of way. Especially because this was just what was going on under the surface. The surface itself however was toned and muscular and I deeply hated how much I reacted to this. I almost felt primitive. Who could blame me though?

He made his first move as he snaked his arm around me to pull me on top of him, as I instinctively threw my leg over his torso to adjust. "Havin' fun?" he toothy grinned at me and I smirked. "Lots."

He then let his hands continue to travel up to my face, just to tuck his index finger under my chin to pull me near, as he then stole a sweet kiss on my cheek, letting in linger. Almost ghosting over my skin, his kisses continued to travel to the south of my face, arriving at me jawline and further down until he then reached his favorite spot to kiss.

Abusing my neck with his teeth and tongue, I felt him smirking against my skin. "I never get tired of this." he quietly spoke as he continued with his abuse. "That's unfair." I spoke, catching him off guard.

He pulled back with a puzzled expression. "What do you mean princess?" he almost looked kind of offended with a pouty lip.

"You always get to leave red ass spots. I never get to." I said, immediately regretting that after seeing his smirk appear. "You wanna suck on my skin, Serena?"

"Oh my god, don't make it sound so weird!"

He laughed as he patted my head. "You want to?" he asked again. I knew I did, but I was embarrassed to admit that I've never done that before and couldn't even imagine how the fuck you could get that done in an attractive way. Rather, I didn't know how to leave a mark without looking absolutely stupid.

"Go all out, princess. Do whatever you want." he said as he pulled the collar of his shirt down more, to reveal his absolutely perfect collarbone. I swear to Jesus and back he was chiseled by hundreds of greek gods, if he isn't one himself, that is!

I hesitated to come closer, kind of to proud to ask but kind of too much of a pussy to try. Ash seemed to notice that, before he spoke up: "Want me to teach?"

I immediately nodded.

He chuckled before starting with his lesson. "Okay babygirl, just start kissing first. Get in the flow." he said and just like that I was on it, kissing up his collarbone area to his neck.

This was more fun than I thought. Maybe it's because of my inexperience or the fact that Ash is Hercules himself, but kissing his skin was so different than kissing. The saltiness of the taste and the smoothness of his skin were just making him even more attractive than he already was.

"Okay good, now find a spot you feel comfortable with." he said and as he commanded I proceeded. It didn't take me long to find a spot that got him to gasp a little and I immediately settled. "Found it."

He laughed breathily at my remark. "I'll get you back for that." he spoke before continuing. ",Just be a little more rough now. Suck at the skin, use your teeth. You'll get a feel for it."

And I did as I was told.

Not short after, I could see the little red dots poking out of the violet-ish tinted skin that was created and I finally understood the temptation of hickeys.

Not only did they look stupid hot, but I had a constant visual reminder that I was the one to touch him that way and it was not only a reminder to me, but to everyone.

"Very good, babygirl. Now," He stopped as he flipped as both over, now him hovering over me. ",it's playtime" he goofily grinned as he lowered himself to me, his lips connecting with mine in a first soft, tender kiss.

I could feel my everything, from my insides to my outsides, fall into the abyss of my teenage hormones and the torture of my touch starved state that I hadn't known I've been building up for so long and I found myself wanting more.

I slightly opened my mouth as an invitation which probably comes off as desperate, but in this moment I couldn't care less. I was needy.

Ash smirked against my lips and I just knew he had a perfect cocky comment for this prepared in his head, but he let it slide and took the invitation as he let his tongue enter my mouth. I felt his hand slight to cup my cheek and gain more control of the kiss, as he angled my face a bit, deepening the kiss even more, which I didn't think was even possible up until now.

And suddenly, I was hyper aware of the situation.

In my mind, I began freaking the fuck out. What was I doing? For all I know, he might just try to get into my pants. But no, if that was the case he wouldn't have offered to help me with the Kanto thing, right? Or maybe he's just that fucked up? Or am I fucked up? Oh my god I am fucked up what am I doing?! I'm seventeen, I didn't even have my first kiss until I met him and just about some weeks later I'm full on making out with him!

"Hey, you okay?"

His concerned voice brought me back to reality as I stared up at his chocolate eyes, claiming down again.

"No- yea- it's fine." I said, trying to shake it off, but from the looks of his expression, he wasn't buying it. Instead, he lifted a brow in an expectant kind of manner, waiting for an answer.

"I-I never- it's nothing really."

"'I never' what?"

"I just never really, uh, went this far? It's stupid sorry-"

In this moment, I expected any reaction. I expected concern, no emotions at all, hell I even expected him to say 'are you dumb?', but the thing I expected the least was him bursting out laughing.

"Hey!"

"I-I'm sorry, y-you're just so adorable." he said as he puffed my cheeks with his hand he had held my cheek with beforehand, making me blush madly. He suddenly sat up to rest against the lean of the bed, pulling me up in the process, as I sat at his side facing him.

"I'm sorry." I suddenly blurted out, not even knowing what exactly I was
apologizing for. I was just sorry. "Dude, it's okay. If you're not ready yet-"

"No, that's not it!" I almost shouted, quickly regaining myself to continue talking. "I-I don't think I'm not ready. I guess I'm just- I don't know." I sighed looking down at my knees.

"Hey." he said, my gaze shifting back to him. "It's okay. We can take baby steps, alright? Don't force yourself. You can trust me, okay?" Triggering my concern, I narrowed my eyebrows, throwing him off a little.

"Sere, you know you can trust me, right?" he spoke again. I hesitated, probably a little too long, before finally nodding in his long awaited response.

"Sere," he started again, this time leaning forward a little, taking my hand in his, looking me straight in the eye. "I'm not your weird aunt. I'm not your weird cousin. I'm not anyone else that fucked with you so bad that you got trust issues now, to be honest I'd be happy to fuck them up. You don't have to do anything you don't wanna, but if you do, trust me, okay? Because you can and I'll prove that to you as much as I have to." he said his last words.

I might just start crying right now.

My gaze started shifting to his lips back up to his eyes, wanting to have him near again. He picked up on that when he chose to speak again.

"C'mere." he patted his lap.

And I obeyed.

He cupped my cheek on last time to assure if this was okay and I nodded on response, as he caught my lips in his again, starting where we left off before.

My hands snaked their way up his toned body and god bless his parents for his genes. His facial features were different, especially his z-marks, but brought together they just worked so good. He was mesmerizing. He was harmony.

My hands finally found their spot in the nape of his neck, playing with his hair at the back, as the skin of my wrist glided over his bruised skin I caused earlier, making him grown in anticipation. His hands gripped the skin of my hips even tighter, before my hips started to move on their own.

"Hey princess?" he spoke and I just hummed in response.

"Serena are you aware of what you're doing right now?" he chuckled, as I double checked reality when I finally realized I started fucking humping him.

"Oh my god I'm sorry! This is so embarrassing.."

"What? No! It's cute." he chuckled. "Just- wait." he shifted his legs under mine a little for me to end up hovering over only his one thigh. He lifted it up for it to come in contact with my inner thighs as I flinched.

"Trust me." was all he said, before he lifted his thigh a little more again to come in contact with me while catching my lips with his. When I didn't start moving like he expected me to, he started to take matters into his own hands as he guided my hips over his thigh, letting a moan slip out of me. He smirked into the kiss, continuing.

All I could feel in this moment was my lips and the overwhelming friction sending shocking waves through my body. Of course I was a virgin, but in I didn't know how much of a virgin I was before I realized I could've reached my limit right there right now, but I didn't want to. I just wanted this to last. At least a little longer.

"Please..." I started whining quietly against Ash's lips, a moan escaping my lips again when Ash fastened the pace of his hands guiding my hips. It felt like I was on fire.

"What are you begging for baby? You got what you want." he teased.

"I don't know, just- please." I spoke again, making him chuckle. "God, you're so hot." he said, as one hand let go of my hip to disappear under my skirt, connecting with my already abused sensitive bud. I think I died.

"Oh my god..." I whined resting my forehead against his, practically moving on my own at this point, looking down to notice the bulge that formed in his pants. "God has nothing to do with this baby." he smirked hoarsely and I think this might be the most attractive I'm ever gonna see him. And how I hope to be seeing this sight more often. His glowing skin, his signature smirk and his messy bed hair must be the sight for sore eyes.

"I-I'm gonna-" I tried to talk, but before I could, it was too late as my high washed over my and I buried my face in the crook of Ash's neck and held onto him for dear life, breathing heavily. "Can I just say how fucking cute your moaning is?"

"Shut up!" I whined burying my neck further in his neck, making him chuckle. "Okay, but I have to change into some pants so if you could.." he spoke, weirdly shifting in his spot to get up as I looked down and saw a darker spot I left earlier. "I'm so, so sorry!" I apologized burying my face in my hands, making him chuckle yet again.

"Sere, that's hot. It just mean I'm that good so it's fine. Besides, something was bound to happen anyway, because~" he dragged out the 'because' raising one brown shooting a look at his crotch to signal his point.

"You mean..." I didn't dare to finish the sentence.

"Yup." he responded nonchalantly.

"You-"

"Uh-huh."

"Oops."

"Oops indeed." he chuckled. "Now, if you could get up for a moment so I can put something else on? I don't wanna sit in my own cum."

Heeeeyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy
Sorry lol. You know what I'm apologizing for. Also, I'm uploading this at 4am so I really can't bother rereading this atm to correct mistakes or something, so if you found typos bear with me, I'll correct them later.

Also yayyyy a little spicy stufffff

Also yaaayyyyy long chapter

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Stay safe my loves !! Wash ur hands and all that shit please ❤️