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When Urbain had made it his mission to help people around Lumiose, he didn’t think he'd actually be helping people. Or more specifically, helping Pokémon. He'd felt sorry for Nurse Joy when he defeated her in the Battle Royale last month, which led him to make the mistake of offering his assistance at her Pokémon Centre. He'd thought it was strange how she'd practically bitten his hand off at the offer, and now that he was working ridiculous hours helping to heal injured Pokémon for absolutely nothing in return, he knew why. At least he didn’t have any rent to pay at Hotel Z.
He wiped his sweaty palms on his pink uniform as he came to the doors of the hotel. The late shift meant that he'd already missed most of the Battle Royale, though he contemplated quickly changing and squeezing in a few battles before sunrise. He rubbed his shoulders, the exhaustion gripping his body. He just wasn’t in the mood. Besides, he had other activities he wanted to pursue tonight. Pushing the heavy oak doors Urbain shuffled through the empty foyer, ignoring the stairs he headed straight for the elevator, pounding the button.
"Urbain?" came a voice and he spun on his heels. He thought everyone would be out at the Royale, even AZ had left the desk empty. His heart raced as Paxton jogged over, stepping under a dim hall light which cast a warm glow onto his full cheeks.
"Aren't you a sight for tired eyes," hummed Urbain. He couldn’t resist flirting with their team's little secret weapon. As always the words just seemed to tumble out his mouth completely bypassing his brain. Oops. Paxton's cheeks flushed pink and his eyes momentarily slipped to Urbain's body, sending a flock of Vivillon fluttering through his stomach. Oh my gods he's totally checking me out!
"You work at the Pokémon Centre?" he asked, with any hopes that Paxton might actually fancy him once again slipping away. He was just looking at the uniform. Of course.
"What gives you that impression?" Urbain smirked, awkwardly running a hand through his messy hair and finding a pen behind his ear which he quickly removed and threw onto the reception desk. Paxton chuckled, drawing close enough for Urbain to see the little freckles painting his nose.
"The stethoscope around your neck is a bit of a giveaway."
"Oh shit-" Urbain cursed as he threw his hands to his neck, feeling around but nothing was there, and a laugh bubbled from Paxton's lips. By the gods, it felt good to make him laugh. Even if it was at Urbain's expense… "That's not funny, I accidently took home the narc keys once and I can tell you, Nurse Joy did not live up to her name when she found out."
Paxton snorted as the elevator chimed, the doors sliding open. Urbain stepped inside, his heart skipping a beat when Paxton closely followed, hitting the button for their floor.
"So what do you plan on doing now?" Paxton asked. "Are you going to the Royale?"
"No, didn’t you go tonight?" said Urbain, his stomach lurching as the elevator rose.
"I did," Paxton answered with a sly smile tugging at his lips. "I maxed out tonight so I'll probably rank up tomorrow."
Urbain smirked, "don't think you'll overtake me just because I've missed a few nights."
"Wana bet?" Paxton playfully punched his shoulder and Urbain chuckled, wishing he'd had more time to hang out with him lately. If Urbain wasn’t careful Paxton really would overtake him in their journey to Rank A. As much as he enjoyed their rivalry, he needed that wish from Quasartico more than anything.
"So what are you doing now?" asked Paxton, drawing him back to reality as the elevator came to a stop and the doors slid open.
"I dunno, chilling in my room I guess," Urbain shrugged. Totally not jerking off while picturing your pretty face, sweetheart. Thankfully that thought didn’t pass his lips. As they walked down the corridor Urbain stopped in front of his room, thumbling for his keys in his trouser pockets. Paxton seemed to hesitate behind him, sending all sorts of unrealistic ideas flying into his head as he tried to figure out why he was standing there. Urbain was about to ask if he needed something when Paxton finally spoke.
"Do you want to watch a movie?"
Ohmygodsohmygodsohmygods. Urbain leaned against the doorframe, playing it super casual and definitely not internally screaming because his crush had just asked him to watch a freaking movie. "Sure, what you thinking?"
"Have you seen Loving in Lumiose?" Paxton asked, a warm shimmer rising in his gaze. By the gods that sounded lame.
"Oh yeah like three times," he lied. If he pretended he'd seen it then maybe Paxton would let him pick something better on Pokéflix. But Paxton sucked in a sharp breath, smiling brighter than an Ampharos' tail.
"Oh my gods, I've never met anyone else who's seen it!" he beamed, clasping his hands together as he leaned forward, his face achingly close to Urbain's. "It's like my favourite movie ever made!"
"Yeah…" Urbain chuckled awkwardly, "just remind me what it's about again?"
"It's the one where the girl comes to Lumiose and moves into a hotel to start helping people around the city!"
"Oh yes I remember now… just like me!" said Urbain with a grin. His gut knotted with guilt for lying to Paxton, but the smile on his face was just too damn cute to regret it. "I don't know if it'll be on Pokéflix…" he quickly said, hoping they could move on without Paxton ever discovering he hadn't actually seen it. He could find it online and watch it on his own, then he could bring it up again in future conversations and Paxton would be so impressed to have met his match who not only rivalled his trainer abilities in the Battle Royale but had watched the same niche movie too! Then he'd realise that they were soulmates and they could get married, raise lots of Pokémon, and happily take over the hotel together when AZ retired. Fool proof.
"Don't worry, I've got the DVD!"
"Oh yes… they still exist… that's great." Urbain's pulse skyrocketed as Paxton darted off to his room, and he wasted no time jamming the key into his own lock and clambering through the door. He quickly made his bed and hid all the old takeaway coffee cups under the table, smiling causally when Paxton returned waving the DVD in his hand. Damn those nineties artefacts!
"Here!" he said, and Urbain seized the opportunity to snatch the case to figure out what the heck this movie was about but as his eyes scanned the cover his body flushed hot. Why, for the love of Zygarde, was there a naked woman on the front cover?
"Actually, I was mistaken," Urbain gulped thickly. "I don’t think I've seen this one before."
"Oh," said Paxton, a little apprehensively which gave Urbain a glimmer of hope as he reached for the TV remote, his thumb hovering above the Pokéflix button. "That's great, I get to experience your first time with you! It's such a niche Kalosian erotica but it's a real gem. I wish I could watch it for the first time again and-"
"-I'm just… I'm gonna go shower!" stammered Urbain, rushing off the ensuite with his head reeling. First time?! Erotica?!!
"I'll get it set up," Paxton smiled sweetly as though what he was about to play wasn’t pornographic. But that was fine. Friends watch erotic movies together all the time, right? Yes, it was just Kalosian culture and Urbain was indeed, very cultured.
Paxton inserted the DVD into the TV but before he could get the title screen up Urbain shut the ensuite door and took the coldest shower of his life. It was bad enough sharing a room with the guy when he was wearing those cute little pyjama pants with his stomach exposed beneath that crop top, but watching soft porn on top? Urbain was going to have to wear his baggiest sweatpants to conceal the fat boner that this evening was about to deliver him.
When Urbain turned the tap off and stepped back into the balmy hotel air, he realised his mistake. His fresh clothes were on the other side of the ensuite door. These damn night shifts were messing with his memory. Picking the only towel from the floor he wrapped it around his waist and ventured back into his room where Paxton was sat cross-legged on his bed.
"It's ready!" he said, but as he turned to Urbain his eyelids flew open as his gaze slid down his body. O.M.G. this time he's totally checking me out!
As he headed straight for his drawers to retrieve his sweatpants Urbain risked a glance at the TV where a normal looking title sequence of a girl walking through a hotel played on the screen. She had more clothes on than Urban was expecting from the DVD cover, so that was a good sign. Maybe it'd be one of those eroticas with one like one small sex scene at the end… it'd be awkward, but he could deal with actors excessively moaning and throwing themselves at each other for a matter of minutes. They could just talk over it and block out whatever was happening on the screen. Besides, Paxton was so vanilla he was practically a Vanillite. There was no way his favourite movie could be that filthy.
"I'll just go throw these on," Urbain said, pulling out his sweatpants but Paxton shook his head.
"It's alright you can change here," he said throwing his hands over his eyes. "I won't look."
Heat clawed up Urbain's spine but he didn’t want to argue, instead opting to convince himself that there was nothing strange about being naked in front of his crush. Nope, it's just efficiency! He slid the towel from his waist, his eyes firmly on Paxton who stuck to his word and didn’t so much as peep through his fingers. Although Urbain wasn’t sure if he was relieved or disappointed about that… He quickly pulled his pants up but decided to remain shirtless as he sunk down on the bed next to Paxton, who grabbed the controller and pressed play.
The movie started like any low budget romance. A young woman hopped off the train in Lumiose and stumbled upon an old hotel that she decided to make her home after meeting one of the hotel workers outside the station who was obviously set up to be the love interest. How predictable, Urbain thought to himself as he stifled a yawn. The woman cosied up with the hotel owner and started approaching the guests, but she found herself drawn to the worker who she'd met at the station. She sauntered over to him across the hotel lobby as though she had a stick up her ass. By gods, get this woman an Oscar.
"Excuse me sir, what are your wildest sexual desires?"
Urbain's body stiffened. Five minutes into the movie? That had to be a joke, right?
The love-interest hesitated but turned to the girl, doing his best impression of a Lickitung as he wet his lips. "To share a night with a Nurse Joy," he responded and Urbain could feel the sweat beading on the back of his neck as he fought to maintain a straight face. The scene progressed to the girl's hotel room where the love interest waited for her to finish changing in the ensuite. She finally emerged in a frilly Nurse Joy dress with giant stilettos that'd give occupational health a field day. The characters kissed with sloppy noises sounding through the speakers for a painfully long time before the girl suddenly lifted her dress to reveal a huge fuckass strap on. Oh hell nah!
"I thought you said this was about someone helping people?!" Urbain snapped as his face lit up in a sharp burst of red, but Paxton snorted a laugh.
"She is helping people!" he exclaimed as the wonderful sounds of pegging blared through the speakers. Urbain quickly thumbled for the controller and mashed the volume down button, thanking every god in Kalos that Hotel Z had no guests staying tonight. Or any night for that matter…
"Is that not what you do when you're out helping people?" asked Paxton and although he raised an inquisitive finger to his lips, his eyes glittered mischievously.
"It absolutely is not," Urbain folded his arms with a huff. He was starting to think that Paxton had set him up here. Although he had to admit, the movie was so outrageous it was hard to peel his eyes away from the TV. Especially when the guy playing the love interest turned over to reveal his massive cock.
"I'd give that a solid six out of ten," Paxton said nonchalantly. Urbain's head snapped round to him.
"Only a six?!"
"It's all length and no girth," Paxton shrugged. "Like a finger."
Urbain choked a laugh, "well if you know someone with fingers like that I'd like to meet them."
Paxton snickered as he sank into the pillows, wiping his eyes. Strangely Urbain found himself getting into the movie. Even though most of the movie consisted of these two characters getting very creative with their choice of dildos. The short, poorly acted scenes in between were like gold dust. There was angst when the hotel went to ruin, the main character had an emotional arc of self-acceptance, and the main characters even became rivals when it was revealed that they were both competing on the battlefield. Paxton even pointed out that the size of the main character's stap-on symbolised her growing love for herself. Who would have thought! But the real fun came when the love interest's wife turned up and the three of them formed a polycule at the end of the movie. What a twist.
"That has to be the strangest thing I've ever watched," said Urbain, turning to face Paxton who was now lying with his head on the pillows. Gods he looked so good in his bed, Urbain wouldn’t have minded being the love interest to his Nurse Joy. Or maybe that should be the other way around…
"But you enjoyed it," grinned Paxton and Urbain rolled his eyes. He certainly wasn’t going to admit that. The last thing he needed was Paxton turning up at his door tomorrow night with parts two and three. He rolled out of bed to retrieve the DVD before the film could restart, his tired mind speaking for him as he snapped the disk back into its case.
"Yeah, I guess. If I was in that movie, what would you rate me?" Urbain joked, not expecting Paxton to sit up.
"I don't know," he said with that mischievous look again. Urbain fell still. He was in trouble. "Show me and I'll tell you."
Urbain's eyebrows shot up as he stared at him, his throat bobbed through a hard swallow he tried to hide. "Let me just call my wife first."
Paxton hesitated a moment, biting on his lower lip. "I mean it, if you show me."
Urbain stood rooted to the floorboards, his muscles locked as though he'd forgotten how to move. This had to be a joke, right? Paxton slid to the edge of the bed, dangling his legs over the frame and waiting expectantly as he sent Urbain's mind spiralling with panic.
Oh gods. Oh Zygarde what do I do?! Any sane person would have just laughed it off, but not Urbain. He must have left all his self-preservation in his Pokémon Centre uniform. Without so much as a second thought, he grasped his waistband and slowly he slid his sweatpants down, lifting his chin as pink gathered beneath his skin. Paxton's eyes sharpening like an Arbok toying with its prey. With a deep breath, Urbain let his pants drop to his ankles, freeing his cock which was already half-mast.
Paxton bit his lip again, his pupils dilating as he dragged his gaze along Urbain, inch by aching inch. "Seven."
"Seven?!" Urbain gasped, stepping out from the sweatpants with a frown. "I'm way girthier than that actor! I deserve at least a nine!"
He jerked a step back when Paxton suddenly pushed to his feet and darted over. He dropped to his knees before Urbain, making his heartbeat pound so violently he thought it'd crack a rib.
"Then maybe I'll take a closer look," Paxton hummed, peering up at Urbain through his eyelashes. His cock twitched eagerly, swelling when Paxton's warm hand slid around his shaft as the blood rushed to meet him. Paxton leaned in, his breath sending a dizzy flutter through Urbain where it ghosted his skin. Gah! Slowly, he ran his tongue along the underside of his erection. Urbain shuddered with a growl catching in the back of his throat. The more he tried to stay composed, the more his body betrayed him.
"I dunno Urbain," Paxton murmured, licking his lips with a playful grin. "Tastes like a six to me."
Urbain swallowed hard, the Vivillon in his stomach doing cartwheels as Paxton kissed the tip of his cock.
"How would you know?" Urbain breathed, dragging his hands to rest on Paxton's shoulders. "You've barely tried it."
Paxton licked the precum from his tip making Urbain gasp. His insides fizzing with every whirl of Paxton's tongue around the head. Urbain exhaled a low groan of desire when those full lips finally wrapped around him, sinking onto his shaft with a groan of longing. Paxton began sucking and licking while Urbain fought the urge to thrust his hips and savagely fuck his mouth because gods he felt freaking unreal.
Urbain swept his fingers through Paxton's brunette locks, knotting it between his fingers as he took him deeper, sending his name tumbling from Urbain's lips with an intense heat that pooled in his stomach with the promise of ecstasy.
His knees almost buckled as he came. He panted as the pleasure coursed through him that Paxton swallowed hungrily with each pulse of his cock.
"Fuck Pax," Urbain exhaled. Which was all he could manage as his brain fought to keep up. Just where had this country bumpkin learnt to use his mouth like that? His chest tightened at the thought. Actually, he didn’t want to know the answer to that.
Right now between these hotel walls, Paxton was his. "I must be at least an eight after that," Urbain smirked.
Paxton laughed, sitting back and rising to his feet so they were eye level once again. Although Urbain found his gaze drawn to the tent in his pyjama pants. Before Paxton could form a reply Urbain launched forward and firmly grasped his ass, enjoying his surprised yelp as he lifted him off his feet towards the bed. The bedframe let out a sharp creak as Paxton's back hit the mattress.
"Now it's your turn," growled Urbain and Paxton flashed him a daring grin.
Urbain quietly looked at him, as though the answer he needed was somewhere in his eyes. He had no idea what this meant to Paxton, but Urbain had grown familiar with the rush. Every time they passed each other in the hotel foyer, or when their fingers brushed as he handed him his croissant curry at dinner or the hours that flew by while their ankles hooked underneath the table at café Nouveau. Whatever it was that had taken root in Urbain, he just hoped that it had found its way into Paxton too.
His eyes fell to Paxton's full lips, and although he hesitated for a heartbeat, he slowly leaned down to kiss them. Softly at first, then Paxton reached up to fist in Urbain's hair, tugging him down so that their lips clashed in messy, urgent kisses. Deepening like a confession.
Urbain shifted his weight onto one hand, allowing the other to roam under Paxton's crop top and caress his chest. He parted his lips for Urbain to sweep his tongue over his, the taste of himself on Paxton's lips giving him a thrill that had him getting hard all over again. The way Paxton groaned beneath him told Urbain that he was growing impatient. But Urbain had dreamt about this for so long, he knew he was going to savour every taste of Paxton's skin.
He let his lips wonder down his neck in slow, unhurried kisses. Enjoying the little sighs that escaped Paxton's lips. He followed the slope of his neck with lingering kisses all the way to his chest at a Goomy's pace, claiming a nipple while he continued to toy with the other with his free hand.
"Ooh gods," Paxton breathed, arching his back as Urbain sank his teeth into the soft flesh whilst circling his tongue. Paxton reached down to clasp Urbain's cock, making Urbain break away with a low moan as he began to work his hand along the length. He shamelessly thrust into Paxton's hand, a shiver of pleasure rolling up his spine as he imagined what it'd feel like to fill him.
Paxton's eyes flew wide in surprise when Urbain rolled onto his back and flipped him on top, pushing his fingers beneath the waistband of his pyjamas where he clasped his erection in his fist. Paxton shifted onto his knees, arching his hips forward to give Urbain access to every inch of his golden skin.
Slipping his cock free from the waistband, Urbain swiped his thumb over the tip which was already dripping with precum and he couldn’t help flashing a crooked, self-satisfied grin. He's totally wet for me.
Paxton yelped when Urbain grabbed his ass and tugged him up to the pillows, and greedily sank his cock into his mouth. But of course, Paxton wasn't just going to take it. Urbain jolted in surprise when Paxton reached behind him and continued working him. He groaned as the pleasure took root in his stomach, taking Paxton deeper as his fingers gripped his ass with bruising strength until he was arching his back and murmuring curses to the ceiling.
Paxton's orgasm tasted sweet his lips which Urbain swallowed avidly. He didn’t let go, dragging his mouth along Paxton's thighs until he followed him over the edge of ecstasy, his cum rolling over Paxton's hand as he slowly pumped him through his orgasm until they were both left panting.
"Am I a ten now?" asked Urbain, the warm haze in his head clearing just enough to think again. "Or do I need to give you another taste?"
Paxton pondered, his fingertips tracing a teasing line down Urbain's chest. "Maybe, if you put your Pokémon Centre uniform back on."
Urbain's eyes snapped up to him, staring up at the warmth that pooled in Paxton's eyes like melted chocolate. He was pretty sure he had his answer.
Clasping the back of Paxton's head he pulled him down to steal a few kisses before rolling off the bed. Maybe working for Nurse Joy wasn’t such a bad thing.