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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Super_Smash_Brothers
  Relationship:
      Lucas_(Mother_3)/Ness_(Mother_2), Toon_Link/Villager_(Animal_Crossing)
  Character:
      Ness_(Mother_2), Lucas_(Mother_3), Toon_Link, Villager_(Animal_Crossing)
  Additional Tags:
      NSFW, Smut, PWP, Explicit_Sexual_Content, Ice_Cream_Misuse
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-11-09 Words: 4162
****** Ice Cream Treat ******
by LordLenne
Summary
     It's a hot summer day, and Lucas is in need of sweet, refreshing ice
     cream. Ness happily delivers, with a twist.
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   are under the age of 18 as this story contains adult-oriented content. By
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  because you are 18 or older, given consent by a legal guardian, or you have
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                                    ~W~W~W~
If the mansion’s air conditioning wasn’t broken, Lucas would not have to suffer
from so much sweltering in his room alone. He was already in summer-appropriate
clothes—light colored, sleeveless, short enough, and thin—yet he wondered how
he was still alive through today’s heatwave.
He also wondered why, in such a perfect living world of Smash, that the whole
roster was also put through such weather. Didn’t Master Hand and Crazy Hand
control the world they resided in? Couldn’t they make it less unbearable? Maybe
they wanted them to suffer for once.
Then Lucas wondered how everyone else was handling the day today. He knew his
roommates Toon Link and Villager were out playing in the swimming pool with
some others—they were probably having fun and staying cool. He wished he could
join them, but he barely had the energy to swim even for fun.
All he wanted was a one thing for now. In the time of midsummer heat, no one
could easily disagree what would be a most refreshing, delicious treat in such
weather.
So where was Ness?
Lucas huffed out a warm breath, relaxing his body and sharpening his hearing.
He finally heard familiar petite footsteps approaching the door, and sat up.
Ness returned to the room with a tray, carrying a single bowl with giant lumps
of dark orange ice cream topped with whipped cream. Lucas knew the texture
looked like ice cream, but the color wasn’t vanilla or chocolate like his
friend had promised. So what was it?
“Got something special,” Ness uttered as he walked in.
Lucas sat up on the bed and watched him sit down beside him. “Ice cream…
right?”
“Not just any ice cream.” Ness lifted up the bowl and held it in front of the
blonde’s face.
Lucas had a strange hunch, and sniffed the ice cream. There was a familiar,
autumn scent amongst the cold vapor he whiffed in. His eyes rounded widely, as
if the cold scent immediately chilled his body—he didn’t have to taste it to
confirm it.
"This is... limited edition pumpkin pie ice cream!" Lucas exclaimed in a
breathless whisper of awe. "It’s not even season! Ness, how did you get
this...?"
Reaching out to grab the treasure in his own hands, Lucas stumbled his hands in
dismay as Ness yanked it back towards him. The blonde’s mouth dropped in
confusion, the look causing an amused expression to appear on Ness’s face. He
guessed what Ness probably wanted—that to obtain such a rare flavor of ice
cream in an unfitting time period, he probably wanted some gratitude.
"Can I have some, please?" Lucas pleaded.
Ness's grin grew as a baleful thought occurred to him, inspired by the
desperate tone of his friend’s voice ringing in his ear. He loved teasing his
friend, and this was the perfect opportunity.
"Sure," Ness agreed easily at first, then yanked the bowl out of reach again as
Lucas tried to grab it once more. The increased look of disappointment on
Lucas's face was priceless, and Ness failed to hold back a smirk. "But it took
a lot of work getting this. If you want some, you're going to have to do it my
way."
Lucas showed no hesitation, and nodded. “What do I do?” he responded, wondering
what Ness was thinking.
Ness lifted up the silver spoon, and sliced a piece of ice cream. “Open your
mouth,” he cheerfully ordered, bringing the spoon in front of Lucas’s face.
"...Huh?" Lucas responded.
"I'm going to feed it to you. You want some, right? Otherwise, I’ll just eat it
all… by myself." Ness then quickly moved the spoon to his own mouth, ignoring
Lucas's cry of horror as he popped the spoon in him and slipped the sweet ice
cream off. It tasted so good—the flavor being out of season for so long, it was
an exotic, heavenly taste. Ness slyly averted his eyes and noticed Lucas’s
greater desperation as he tried to keep still in his seat.
"Ness…!" Lucas's eyes widened further as Ness dipped the spoon into the bowl
again and slowly raised it back to his own lips. "Okay, fine!"
Was that really it? He just wanted to feed him? Lucas overthought possibilities
of what Ness wanted to do in the previous ten seconds. He thought it was going
to be a prank of some sort. Regardless, his lips shifted open, and the spoon
entered his mouth. He closed and slipped the ice cream onto his tongue,
whimpering happily as it melted in his mouth.
“Good?” Ness questioned, smiling at the sight. He removed the spoon and Lucas's
eyes opened again, the pink flush on his face greater as he stared Ness down
with eyes full of pleasure. Ness filled the spoon again and lifted it once
more. Lucas's mouth opened in eager anticipation, forgetting about the
embarrassment of being fed by his friend.
Lucas’s closed his eyes again, and let out another soft sound. Ness found his
smile so adorable. He fed Lucas another spoonful, then another, enjoying every
picturesque expression he captured off the boy’s face.
"Is it really that good?" Ness inquired. For once, Lucas kept his eyes opened
for more than a few seconds, staring at the raven-haired boy. Ness sensed a
sort of dreamy faze in the blonde’s eyes, as if almost seduced.
"Mm-hm... pumpkin pie is the best," Lucas answered in a gentle tone, determined
to have some more.
Ness had no other immediate reaction but to smirk at his friend’s response, and
continued feeding him. Something felt a little off, but he just wanted to see
Lucas happy some more. He studied Lucas's face and body language silently for a
long moment, as the spoon slipped from the bowl to his mouth. The blonde
started to fidget in a very familiar fashion, clearly wanting more ice cream.
Ness studied his body again, and blinked.
"Are you... hard right now?"
Ness blurted this whilst his eyes were glued onto the blonde’s lower area, in
which Lucas immediately threw his arms and hands in the way. The quick
response, and Lucas’s blushing face had confirmed it.
“No—!” Lucas reacted. “This is just…” he trailed off quietly, unable to come up
with an excuse.
Ness giggled mockingly. “It’s the ice cream, isn’t it?”
“Nooo—!” Lucas whined.
Ness marveled at how calm he was, enjoying the sight of Lucas squirming in his
seat. He wasn’t sure if he was still eager to finish more of the pumpkin ice
cream, or that he was trying to make them both forget what had just happened.
But Ness couldn’t forget—instead, he cracked a wicked smirk, hoping to take
advantage of the unexpected situation.
He feeds Lucas one more time, and then set the spoon and bowl down behind him.
Ness leans forward to remove the blonde’s arms in the way, and catches a clear
sight of a throb hiding behind comfortable summer shorts. The blonde tried to
fight the movement, but was too late and gave up quickly.
“I knew it,” Ness whispered.
“Yeah, so?” Lucas retorted. “It’s not like you don’t get erections either.”
“Yeah, but not like this,” Ness responded, smirking. He picked up the spoon
again, and held some ice cream in front of Lucas’s face. “You want more, don’t
you?”
A careful nod and a hum emitted from the blonde. Then, Ness set the spoon into
his own mouth, earning a following pout from his friend.
“Hey, there’s still plenty more,” Ness told. “Remember, my way, okay?” After
seeing Lucas nod, he smiled back. “Good. Then sit still for a minute.”
Ness put the spoon down and then went back to lean towards his friend. He
traced his finger along the line of Lucas’s erection with his fingers,
carefully observing his reactions.
“N-Ness…” he protested. Lucas continued to squirm, although he did his best to
keep still as he was instructed. Then, Ness had quickly pulled down the zipper
of Lucas’s shorts—the blonde almost moving his arms in retaliation, but failed
when he noticed his friend make eye contact with him. Ness tugged on the
underwear just slightly enough to pull it downwards, releasing some restraint
on the hardened member. The little flap that slapped the underside of it caused
Lucas to make a quiet gasp.
This was just a test run, and if it went well, Ness could proceed with a lovely
experiment. He wondered if Lucas would do anything just to finish this flavor
of ice cream, and he would get his answer soon. He brought the bowl back into
his hands and lifted another spoonful into Lucas’s mouth. The blonde carefully
obliged with a hesitant breath, as he felt his own member spasm once the
pumpkin flavor sat on his tongue. Ness had observed this, smiling all
throughout with innocence, and then smirked wickedly again.
He sliced another spoonful, and instead of waving it in front of Lucas’s lips,
he brought it downwards and touched the blonde’s exposed member with it. Even
for a small amount just slobbered all over the head, the blonde shivered with
both chills and shock. Still, he froze himself in place as he remembered the
order, and waited patiently.
Then, Ness set the spoon away, and scooted closer to his friend. He leaned
forward again, this time approaching his head towards Lucas’s body. He caressed
the tip of Lucas’s cock with his lips, eating up the ice cream from all around
and making sure every last bit was sucked in. The blonde shuddered again, not
from the cold, but from the warmth that he felt wrapping the head of his
erection.
Ness sat up, licking his lips to refresh his relishing of the flavor. “Mmm.”
Lucas had no words to express as he wasn’t sure how to react. He was still torn
over the fact that he enjoyed Ness’s lips on him, perhaps a little more than
eating the ice cream.
Ness brought another spoonful back, and slapped it against Lucas’s cock once
more. This time, he rubbed the cold contents slowly up and down and all around,
disregarding the mess he was making over the fabric and stomach. Chains of
whimpers slipped out from Lucas while he clawed the bed sheet with both hands,
leaning backwards just slightly as his cock jolted over and over.
“You like it, don’t you?” Ness whispered with a enticing tone that caused
Lucas’s legs to shiver next. He watched Lucas continue to struggle even after
he stopped rubbing the spoon against him. The ice cream was slowly melting and
dripping, making a sticky mess over the blonde’s lower area. The blonde kept
still, though his eyes were fluctuating between normal and widened as the cold
cream sent a rhythm of chills up his body.
“Just…keep feeding me,” Lucas pleaded softly, ignoring the question.
Ness obliged to be nice just this once, only to help himself towards his goal
in the end. He gave another spoonful and inserted it into his friend’s mouth.
Lucas enjoyed another mouthful, but the feeling wasn’t as pleasant as before.
He knew why—his senses were desiring something more than being fed.
“Your pants are getting messy,” Ness told. They both noticed the trail of
pumpkin ice cream already making its way from the zip line, and was about to
drop onto the bed. “Take them off.”
To make sure the request was obeyed, Ness waved another spoonful in the air,
but not close enough so that Lucas understood the message. The blonde lifted
his hips carefully and slid off his shorts and underwear together, his eyes
wandering between his coated hard-on and the spoon floating in front of him.
Once Lucas sat back down with crossed legs, the spoon entered his mouth again.
However, Ness didn’t immediately remove it. “Keep it there.”
The raven-haired boy then leaned down again. Lucas felt a hot mouth entrap his
cock again, this time going down most of his length. Ness flicked his tongue
with each bob to catapult the ice cream down his throat, and swirled it around
to ensure every last drop was caught. And just to be extra sure, he kept at it
even when all of the ice cream was removed, and managed to taste hints of pre-
cum as a treat.
At the same time, Lucas wanted to cry out with pleasure, but it risked him
dropping the spoon right onto Ness’s head. What Ness had been doing was
something tortuous, and yet he couldn’t deny liking what was being done to him.
Ness momentarily returned upwards, licking his lips charmingly again. He took
the spoon back and set it in the bowl. Lucas crunched his teeth a few times to
make sure he still had feeling of them, but that was all the time he had to
recover from the moment.
“Next, take your shirt off.”
Ness was surprised how easily Lucas was still going along with it, as the
blonde threw off his undershirt with little disinclination. He thought of
rewarding him again, although just a little naughtier this time. He thought it
would be unfair he was the only one unclothed for the most part, and took a
moment to slide off his lower garments as well. Lucas caught a glimpse of
Ness’s own erection, believing it was stimulated by the current situation, but
still averted his eyes just for the moment.
Ness lifted the spoon again, this time, covering his own cock with just a right
amount. He felt what Lucas had experienced with the sudden chill, but held his
ground and continued to rub the spoon against himself. Lucas tilted his head
downwards, but his eyes kept forward on the pumpkin ice cream slobbering all
over the raven-haired boy.
Ness set the spoon down, and leaned backwards. He saw that the blonde didn’t
make a sudden move, and let out a few words to urge him. “Well? You wanted
more, right?”
Lucas understood the message, ogling at the ice cream very slowly dripping
downwards. The motion of melting invited him to quickly lean forward, asking
him to eat up before it went to waste onto the bed or any other part of Ness’s
skin. He happily started with a lick from the tip, and then just as Ness’s cock
throbbed, he inserted it into his mouth, inch by inch, and eventually half way
down.
“Oh, wow…” Ness gasped. He thrusted slightly upwards, forgetting how gentle he
was supposed to be if he wanted Lucas to enjoy himself. But the blonde didn’t
mind, in fact, it helped him eat more of the ice cream off of the raven-
haired’s member. Lucas quickly remembered how Ness had acted upon him, and
repeated the same swirling motions using his tongue to clean up the ice cream
mess.
Somehow, Lucas envisioned he was sucking off a pumpkin-flavored popsicle, and
he felt the taste persisted even after the ice cream rubbed onto Ness was
already gone. Perhaps he was confused by his own taste buds, but he didn’t take
a moment to question himself and continued sucking Ness off. Ness had no
objections obviously, but he wondered where Lucas’s mind was, because he too
knew that all the ice cream should have been cleaned up off him.
 It took a moment just before Ness lost himself to pleasure that Lucas regained
his senses, and quickly pulled away. His face was flushed with embarrassment,
aware of how he lost control in performing such a perverted act on his friend.
Ness gave a smile to reassure him, but he still felt a little awkward.
Ness picked up another spoonful, and coated Lucas’s lips with it. Before Ness
could act, Lucas managed to lick his lips of the cream, and realized he wasn’t
supposed to do that. They both chuckled weakly.
“Don’t lick it up this time.” Ness splashed another spoonful onto Lucas’s mouth
again. Then, as soon as he set it down, he pressed his lips against the blonde.
Their lips moved together, both acknowledging the idea that they were kissing.
Ness didn’t even care about cleaning the ice cream off him; they were both
enjoying the contact more than the flavor. Though, once there had been nothing
left, they pulled away, grinning at each other.
Ness grabbed another spoonful, and placed the contents on Lucas’s nipples this
time. They were loose from the room temperature air within the room, but
managed to tingle and stiffen when the ice cream hit them. Lucas managed to
keep still as it happened, and waited for what was to come. Ness had then
sucked the ice cream off one side, kindly kissing and nibbling at the skin,
causing the blonde to gasp. He repeated this again on Lucas’s other side, this
time, a few more whimpers managed to be sounded out. After enjoying what he
could, Ness pulled away and smirked at the blonde.
“All right, now turn over,” he commanded.
Lucas tilted his head, just slightly uncertain of the demand. “Turn over?”
“You know—get on your knees. I wanna try something.”
“O-Okay.”
The blonde adjusted himself and turned his backside towards Ness, keeping
himself supported with both his hands and knees. He patiently waited for what
was to come, but he looked back to see what was about to happen. Ness had
grabbed another spoonful of ice cream, and slapped the contents in between the
blonde’s back cheeks. An immediate yelp escaped Lucas’s lips, and he was forced
to throw his head down.
“Just relax,” Ness told. His mouth was watering as he slapped on a second
scoop, rubbing the spoon up and down the blonde’s ass. Finally, he had then
began eating the ice cream off Lucas’s backside, licking up and down, and
slurping on occasion. Lucas thought he was perverted, but not as much as Ness
was right now. He could sense Ness was really enjoying this, as evident by how
vigorously Ness was licking right at his asshole. It all felt so strangely
pleasant: a cold front tickled his buttocks, followed by a warm mouth and
slippery tongue to relieve him of the chilling sensation. Lucas’s cock throbbed
each time Ness repeated a licking motion on his twitching asshole, and the
pressure on him felt so agonizing.
“Mmm,” Ness hummed out. He wiped an extensive amount of saliva off his cheeks,
and then looked to the bowl. There was still a substantial amount of ice cream
left, but he decided to lie a little, just to tease. “Ice cream’s almost gone.”
“Well don’t eat it all,” Lucas whined.
“The rest will be for you, don’t worry. Just come get some more.” Ness covered
his own cock again with more ice cream while Lucas turned around. Still on his
hands and knees, Lucas only crawled forward and sucked off the contents. A hand
from Ness urged the blonde to move back so that he could slap some more on, and
Lucas patiently waited again.
Once more, ice cream covered Ness’s cock again. But before Lucas could move in
again, he was stopped.
“You’re going to ‘eat’ it… a little differently,” Ness voiced.
Lucas gulped. He was uncertain, but had an expectation of how Ness wanted him
to take the ice cream. If it was that lecherous thought that Ness had in mind,
the blonde wouldn’t object to it. He would gladly do it as to return the favor
after being fed a delicious treat so many times.
Ness crawled over to the other open side of the bed, and then laid down. His
cock throbbed with heat multiple times as to repel the chill freezing him from
having a plethora of ice cream wrapped around it. One last grin invited Lucas
over to it, though not with his lips.
Lucas carefully crawled over and positioned himself well over his friend.  The
blonde's erection spanned at its maximum size and length as well, almost
screaming to be touched, as he lowered himself slowly while using his other
hand to guide Ness’s messy cock to his own rear opening. He felt the icy tip
contact his entrance, and it urged him to confidently lower himself more,
allowing Ness to be inside him little by little.
A strangled cry sounded out from Lucas as he continued to lower himself as much
as he could. Ness only gasped with bliss as he resisted the urge to arch his
hips upwards, gripping the bed tight. Eyes were kept wide open full of colors
and bliss, both feeling an intense mix of heat and cold vibrations play with
their senses.
Lucas was seated fully on Ness’s lap, feeling cold ice cream swell within him
protecting a hot and thick popsicle impaling him. Ness easily lost himself to
the intensity of a burning sensation from the mix of temperatures within the
blonde, and began to rock his hips up and down to help strengthen the feeling.
The blonde let out a lengthy moan, trying to keep still as best as he could
while stroking himself off.
Ness breathed heavily with each thrust, his eyes crunching often despite
wanting to look at how flushed red Lucas was. He loved the feeling, but loved
even more the sight of Lucas enjoying himself as well, along with the sloppy
erotic sounds of impact between each other’s skin and the blonde’s pleasant
moaning. Ness began to move faster, with Lucas’s voice continuing to assault
Ness’s ears.
Ness’s stamina soon failed him, but Lucas still had some energy, perhaps with
thanks to the sugary boost from the ice cream. He rocked himself back and forth
on Ness’s lap in a moderate rhythm, the sounds of slushiness and heavy breaths
continuing to fill the room. The stimulation Ness had built up continued to
expand while his sanity was depleting at the same time.
“Oh god yes—Lucas…!” Ness groaned out as Lucas continued to ride him ardently.
"Aah—haa—!" The blonde responded with sustained, incoherent sounds as he
impaled himself deeper, harder, and faster. He summoned the last of his
strength to stroke himself rapidly for a last few seconds, edging him to cum in
intense pulses all over Ness’s well-robust body. His own insides tightened as
he rocked his hardest one last time, causing Ness to throb multiple times as he
shot his cum upwards. The hot fluids mixed in the mess against the blonde's
insides, continuing to smear all around Ness’s spasming cock.
Their motions gradually slowed, and Lucas tiresomely fell forward. The bed
creaked with the loud smack between the two bodies, and then the room was
filled with only repeated sighs of weariness.
Lucas rested his head right beside Ness’s, his eyes crunched closed while his
shuddering body calmed in recovery. He forced open a small peek at Ness, who
too, was out of breath and unable to open his eyes, and realized how far he had
just gone with him over a simple ice cream treat.
Eventually, Ness’s eyes opened slowly and met Lucas’s gentle gaze. He let out a
weak, happy sigh, showing the blonde just how satisfied he was and how he did
not regret going this far together. Lucas swallowed whatever little pumpkin
flavor was lingering at the back of his tongue, and let out a deep breath of
relief. He continued to lay still on Ness’s body, unable to maneuver himself
off, but enjoyed the afterglow he was currently sharing with him. He closed his
eyes alongside Ness, peacefully enjoying their rest together and happily
fulfilled with a stomach full of pumpkin ice cream.
Outside the room door, where it was just ajar a tiny bit, two bystanders were
frozen in their tracks after hearing the loud sounds caused from the two boys
inside the room. They retreated away carefully, agreeing to leave the two
psychics alone for a while. They walked away with towels around their wet
swimsuits, hoping to find some place to relax at for a while.
As they walked, it was awkwardly silent, until Villager bravely spoke up.
“We have got to try that together sometime, Toonie,” he blurted.
Toon Link averted his eyes, hiding his mad blush. “Shut up.”
                                    ~W~W~W~
  Disclaimer: Please do not actually use ice cream of any kind or flavor as a
 lubricant during sexual activity. This can cause major health risks. Keep in
mind that this story is purely fictional and does not reflect any real life or
                       realistic situations. Stay safe!
 
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