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Ash has a little suprise

Summary:

Ash x Arceus if you didnt read the tags, proceed with caution.

Ash has a not so little gift to spice up their fun time together.

And gets a little more than he bargained for.

Smut is in chap 3

Notes:

apologies this was eating me alive.

(See the end of the work for more notes.)

Chapter Text

Ash had a surprise for his lover, he’d been working on something as a treat for their alone time and if the fact his shorts were soaked was any indication he was ready. He had sent Pikachu away, his partner agreeing that he didn’t want to see whatever idea he had this time.

Arceus was due to be home in twenty-seven minutes, and if there was one thing Ash could rely on it was Arceus’s punctuality Ash thought chuckling.

Walking into the barn, he shut the door and put a do not disturb sign up, his Pokémon knew what that meant and after and incident a couple months ago that makes Ash’s cheeks light up red just thinking about it, his Pokémon weren’t going to test it.

As Ash walked in he hung his bag up and took his shoes and socks off, walking in he turn the lights on and began his way to the nook of blankets and pillows he and Arceus call their bed.

The four mattresses Ash had bought and put in the barn were about to get a lot of use. Climbing onto the massive bed Ash started the process of peeling of his shorts and underwear, slick coated everything, and it was a wonder that it hadn’t started dripping down. Finally getting them off past his knees he tilted himself so he could look at the mirror he had installed inside the bedroom for this purpose. Laying back he could see the massive end of the custom-made dildo he had gotten for just this purpose, just touching it made some more slick drip out around the sides.

Turning from the mirror he settles on his knees, feeling the dildo settle just a little lower at even the slight movement pulling a small gasp out of his throat. Settling, he pulled his t-shirt off and took a second to touch the faded scars on his chest.

A thought pops into his head and Ash leaps up to grab it out of the closet, forgetting that moving too fast causes his present to shift. A thud sounds as his knees hit the ground, groaning both from the pain and the dildo rubbing right over all of his good spots Ash takes a second before standing up, slower this time.

Walking to the dresser pressed against the wall he reaches into the bottom drawer to the very back, the movement causing slick to start leaking down his thighs properly. Pulling out the thin gold fabric and blushing at the burst of slick he just now realizes is flowing down his thighs.

Waddling back to the bed fabric in hand Ash begins the monumental task of finding which pieces go where. After about ten minutes he checks the clock in the kitchen through the door and sees he has fourteen minutes to Arceus’s arrival, panicking he sets everything out again and starts putting it on. Forgoing much of the top part he wiggles the sheer stockings on and has to stop himself from drooling when the movement just makes him want to keep thrusting. Barely containing himself he finally finds the right hole for the underwear and puts it on, the sheer fabric has a clean slit right at the crotch that highlights his cunt perfectly.

The only thing left in the pile is a small shirt and gloves, but Ash decides against it, grabbing an old, faded t-shirt instead. Checking the clock, he has five minutes left, and one final idea solidifies in his head. Grabbing the pendent Arceus gave to him, letting them communicate over the vast distances and places it at his neck, a pulse of aura causes thin electric blue tendrils to weave themselves around his neck. As the aura starts solidifying and mending at the back it takes all of Ash’s self control to not cum on the spot as he feels Arceus’s aura bloom out from the pendent.

Collapsing back on the bed he stays there panting until hears the telltale click of hooves on concrete, he hears Pikachu chirping and a chuckling resonates through the barn.

Shooting up Ash grabs a blanket and covers himself best he can with seconds to spare.