Posted originally on the Archive_of_Our_Own at https://archiveofourown.org/
works/1682507.
  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Pocket_Monsters_|_Pokemon_(Main_Video_Game_Series), Pocket_Monsters_|
      Pokemon_-_All_Media_Types, Pocket_Monsters:_X_&_Y_|_Pokemon_X_&_Y
      Versions, Pocket_Monsters:_Red_&_Green_&_Blue_&_Yellow_|_Pokemon_Red
      Green_Blue_Yellow_Versions
  Relationship:
      Ohkido_Green/Red_|_Blue_Oak/Red
  Character:
      Ohkido_Green_|_Blue_Oak, Red_(Pokemon), Serena_(Pokemon)
  Additional Tags:
      Hand_Jobs, In_Public, Public_Hand_Jobs
  Stats:
      Published: 2014-05-24 Words: 1490
****** Café ******
by Fonbella
Summary
     Green has never regretted bringing Red to Kalos so hard before.
Notes
     Also_on_my_Tumblr.
“Godammit.” Green grits his teeth so hard he nearly bites his tongue in the
process. He shoots the boy by his side a glare, but Red shrugs and continues to
drink his milkshake as if nothing is wrong.
Except there is something inherently wrong about the way Red’s thumb presses
hard against the head of his cock under an outdoor table in a public café. This
wasn’t what he had in mind when he decided to bring the Kanto champion to Kalos
with him.
The thumb massages him in circular motions, smearing the precum around and
making his job easier. Green should have stopped him once he felt that damned
hand trying to pry open his jeans, but he figured Red wouldn’t be dumb enough
to actually proceed.
He had been wrong. Very wrong about it and he regretted it.
At first he had simply widened his eyes at the familiar touch inside his jeans.
His heart beat faster as he looked around, feeling as though suddenly the
entire world was looking at him because his best friend’s hand was inside his
pants. There was a lot of glaring involved, with Green trying as hard as
possible to make Red understand his signals that this was wrong and they should
stop.
Red had gotten the message alright, but Green knew him well enough to know that
the champion merely chose to ignore him, as he had done so many times in the
past. The defining point in Green’s defeat however, was when that sneaky hand
started pumping him slowly. There wasn’t a lot of room to wiggle around, so the
trainer’s hand just moved a couple of fingers up in the direction of the head,
and then down to the base.
The bastard even had the audacity to smile. He was definitely grinning at the
stupid vanilla milkshake while his thumb and forefinger worked that space just
under the head that Green loved. He may or may not have proffered a couple of
gibberish words at that. He wasn’t sure, his mind was long gone for him to
process rational thoughts.
“Oh, look!” Red puts down his cup and points his chin in a certain direction.
Green didn’t want to look, he didn’t want to do anything but grab him by the
wrist and pull him to the nearest hotel, heck the nearest empty alley they
found on the way. But he looks anyway and freezes on the spot as Serena waves
in their direction and Red returns the gesture.
He isn’t sure if he is more aroused or if the fear of being caught completely
softened him in the process. Judging by the way his friend’s smile grew wider,
he would say it was the former.
Red is a real devil. Instead of halting his movements while the pokémon trainer
approaches them, he speeds things up, making Green jump in his sit. As soon as
Serena is in front of him he instinctively closes his legs as tight as possible
and brings a hand on top of Red’s to hold him down, even though she can’t see
anything. It works for a couple of seconds until Red pinches his hand and
continues his work. Fast, even.
Green nearly hits his knee under the table.
“Hey Serena. How is it going? Managed to fill more of your pokédex?” Red smiles
at the girl and rests his chin on his free hand, while giving Green a slight
tug on his dick. His thumb and index finger pinch him slightly before taking
him up whole in his hand and resuming his task of going up and down in a faster
pace.
Green doesn’t miss the way he flashes her a toothy grin, nor the way she
blushes at him a little. Her eyes light up at the question and she immediately
fishes her own pokédex from her bag.
“Are you kidding me? The pokémon you brought with you was such a big help. I
had never seen a Lapras before. Oh, my friend has a Pidgey, but it’s going to
be a while until it evolves, so your Pidgeot helped a lot as well, professor
Green.”
Serena had since their first meeting mixed him and his grandfather and every
time he tried to correct her something would happen that would either have
Serena running away to do something else or Red dragging him off to see another
new pokémon that had flown by. By now he has already given up on correcting
her.
A jolt runs down his spine when Red stops his movement to caress the head
again, except now with the palm of his hand. He feels so full, so right about
it he unwittingly moves his hips forward a little, seeking more of that
contact. He has to bite his lips and stare elsewhere to avoid glancing at
Serena.
“No,” his voice cracks, so he clears his throat and tries again. “No, it was
nothing.”
“So,” Serena puts away her pokédex and looks at them. “How long will you be
staying in Kalos?” Red waits until she looks directly at Green to wrap his hand
tightly around his dick, pump him hard and fast twice and then return to his
previous position, cupping the head. “I would love to see what other pokémon
you have! I mean, if you don’t mind.”
Green’s heart is beating so fast he is scared she will hear him. It just might
be possible with the way his entire body trembles with each beat. If Serena
notices something is wrong, she doesn’t show (and he’s grateful for it).
“Of course.” Red smiles back and does the same thing he did before. This time
Green does hit the table with his knee.
Serena jumps a bit when the table trembles and Green shoots a glare so fierce
at Red that he just might combust spontaneously. Green doesn’t look at her when
he speaks.
“Serena, if you don’t mind, I have something to discuss with this guy.” From
the corner of his eyes he notices as she blinks, probably confused at his
words. “Kanto business.“ He speaks through gritted teeth.
“Oh, sure!” She is quick to hold her bag tighter and release Talonflame. “I’ll
see you around them.” She waves before mounting on the pokémon and disappearing
in the sky.
The moment she is gone, Green grabs Red by his collar and brings him closer.
“For the love of Arceus, what are you thinking?”
It doesn’t matter that he is fuming with anger, ready to punch Red’s nose and
hope it’ll break under his knuckles. Red simply pumps him harder and his smile
even widens.
“Me? I’m not thinking anything.”
“Clearly, I--”
Green lets go of him as a moan escapes his throat and he doesn’t have the
strength to hold him anymore. Defeated, he turns around again and hides his
face between his arms on top of the table.
“Arceus, please…”
At this point Green just doesn’t care anymore. He just wants Red to finish what
he started but naturally the Champion seems reluctant about that. What he does
instead is release Green. He completely removes his hand from inside Green’s
pants. Green definitely lets a sob out at how stressful the whole situation
was.
However in a second he feels Red move closer on the bench and throw his hand
around Green’s waist, grabbing his cock underneath the table again with both
hands now, one from each side. The mouth, that stupid mouth that had been
laughing at his situation this whole time, just latches onto the back of his
neck, now exposed. Green moans against the table. With Red finding that rhythm
again, now being aided by two hands, he’s not sure how much longer he’ll be
able to hold it.
The hands slide up and down faster. Red sucks on a spot below his ear that he
loves with intensity. Green can’t think about anything else.
“I’m sorry.”
Red’s words echo on his head before he feels a wet kiss to his earlobe and
loses it. Red cups his cock again, to avoid dirtying anything else around. He
can’t stop shuddering as it hits him with force and he can’t stop cumming in
Red’s hand. The champion massages his back with the hand that isn’t on his dick
anymore and Green isn’t sure if he should kiss Red for what just happened or
kick him between his legs. Probably both. He’ll definitely do both later. Right
now he just wants to catch his breath again.
Green slowly straightens up, although sweat still trickles down his forehead
and he is still panting a bit.
“You’re sorry?” He raises an eyebrow at Red.
“I am.” Red smiles at him and approaches his face. “But I’ll do it again, just
so you know.”
When Red kisses him, Green writes a mental note that next time... well, next
time Red will prove his own medicine instead.
Please drop_by_the_archive_and_comment to let the author know if you enjoyed
their work!