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throughout their years together, red and green had become accustomed - and quite fond of - travelling to various regions.
last time, they had visited hoenn. it was lovely; they'd sunbathed and swam at the beach, hiked up mount chimney, even relaxed in the hot springs of lavaridge town.
this year, they choose galar.
though green complains about the cold, red doesn't mind one bit - it's nothing compared to the conditions of mount silver.
nonetheless, green quite likes the region. the lush routes connecting each city, the view of hammerlocke from the bridge, especially the beautiful wild area. even the gym challenges seem fun - maybe he should consider implementing one in his own gym.
he only wishes red hadn't convinced him to go camping.
they choose a fairly secluded spot in the wild area, free from most trainers' eyes.
green had expected to hate it - ready to dig in his heels and drag his feet the whole way - but he finds himself enjoying it.
he still thinks he would have preferred the comfort of hotel, though. he'd heard very good things about the ones in circhester city.
nonetheless, green enjoys everywhere they go together, no matter when or where - because it's with red.
that may be too sappy to admit out loud, though.
he wakes up one morning to an empty tent. red must have left early for a walk, or perhaps to forage for berries.
he unzips the entrance, steps out to find red's snorlax lazing on his back nearby, soaking in the scarce sun rays.
green assumes that red took pikachu with him, along with his other pokéballs. he must have left snorlax here as the pokémon isn't too fond of walking around - or maybe even to keep guard while green slept.
the thought makes his heart flutter.
in return for the sweet gesture, green decides he'll make breakfast for when red gets back. he decides on a curry - though not a typical breakfast food, it's a staple dish of galar.
flipping through the recipe book given to him by a local, green searches for a vegetarian option that red will enjoy.
his eyes land on a bean medley curry. it seems nice enough, and a good source of protein for vegetarians such as red.
he opens a tin of beans, pouring it into the empty curry pot in the centre of their sitting area. following up with a few pomeg and sitrus berries to ensure a neutral flavour, he begins to stir.
though the whole curry cooking process seemed intimidating at first on paper, green finds it surprisingly simple - relaxing, even.
soon enough, the curry is complete, and green spots red approaching their camp as if he had timed it perfectly on purpose.
red smiles as he arrives; a bag of berries in one hand, pikachu on his shoulder as per usual.
green smiles back in greeting. snorlax perks up at his trainer's presence - probably along with the promising smell of curry and berries.
red sits, regards the curry with a smile. he lands a hand on his chin before extending it outwards - a silent thank you.
"of course." green replies. "stay there, i'll get you a bowl."
soon enough they're seated with the curry - with enough to spare to share with their pokémon. snorlax rumbles happily at his generous serving, while pikachu and sylveon choose to stick with some berries instead.
humming quietly at the taste, red nods his approval. green bumps his shoulder with his own affectionately in response. he can admit that he did a pretty good job cooking this.
since green made the food, red rises to clean their bowls before settling back next to green.
"so, how was your walk?" he asks him.
red begins signing, recounting his morning. green's interest peaks at the description of an obstagoon - an evolution unique to the galarian form of linoone. he laughs loudly as red tells him a greedent almost landed on him as he shook a berry tree. in return, red smiles sheepishly, watches green's mouth as he laughs.
green is about to rest his head on red's shoulder when he feels a drop of rain on his nose - a warning of an oncoming downpour.
he quickly stands, red following suit after reaching the same conclusion as a drop lands on his jeans.
after recalling their pokémon to their respective balls - it'd be far too cramped to fit them in the tent - they hurry inside, zipping the entrance shut behind them.
the tent, in simple terms, is very modest. although they hardly have enough room to stand, it's big enough for the two of them.
green finds he doesn't really mind - rather appreciating the excuse to snuggle up to red during the night. not that he even needed a reason anyway.
without much else to do in the tent, green reclines on their inflatable mattress. red soon joins him, their shoulders brushing.
green can hardly think of a better place to wait out the rain - with red peacefully by his side like this.
green turns onto his side to face him, a smile upon his lips. red returns it with ease, and green can't help but lean over his chest to kiss him softly.
the kiss is slow, gentle. when green pulls back red chases him; presses his lips to his nose, cheeks, jaw, finally landing back on his mouth.
the cycle repeats. they separate; mouths exploring each other's faces, before returning to each other. red's hand gently cards through his hair as green's cradles his face.
green doesn't know exactly when the kiss escalates, but it does. he grabs red's face with two hands, releases a quiet groan into his mouth as the grip in his hair tightens.
red - still laying on his back - pulls away from the kiss before grabbing green by the hips. in a boast of strength, he easily manoeuvres him until green is straddling his thighs.
before he can surge down to initiate another kiss, red beats him to it - rising to a sitting position and connecting their lips once more.
it grows to something messy and open-mouthed; lips sliding against each other, any noise made coming from one throat and ending up in the other.
it's only when green shifts a leg - feels a very recognisable something poking him - that he realises the gravity of the situation.
pulling back, he regards red; blushing, lips wet. he clears his throat, looking away sheepishly for a few moments as if embarrassed by his own erection.
by the time he meets his gaze once more, green has caught his breath. they stare at each other, a question on each of their minds.
they're not at home, and though they're hidden from most eyes and ears, there's always a risk of someone walking past their tent, which is already cramped enough.
it's a bad idea.
right?
green knows it. red knows it, too.
but all he can really think about his husband; seated underneath him, his hands on green's hips, the bulge pressing against him.
he wants more.
the downpour continues outside - even stronger by now - and the air grows thick and warm between them.
"i don't want to wait until we get home." green admits; eyes round, catching the bob of red's throat.
echoing his desire, red nods frantically in agreement.
arousal tingling deep in his stomach, green starts by resuming the kiss, arms now wrapping around red's neck and shoulders.
red opens his mouth against his own, slowly pulling green forward by the waist towards him - as if still uncertain about the situation.
soon enough their hips are flush, and red groans into his mouth when green grinds against him. he swallows it with a smirk, feels the grip on his waist tighten.
any reservations red may have had are thrown out the window- well, tent - then, and he pushes green back just so he can drag him back forward onto his erection.
he pulls green's hips down; pushes up his own, chasing the friction caught between their bodies.
sighing, green spreads his knees wider apart, allowing red some more room between his legs.
he makes use of it immediately; tugging green's waist with a force that has him steadying himself against red's chest.
green's hand squeezes, fingers digging into the plump flesh of his pecs as red gets a firm grip on his thighs.
from there, he begins to guide green through a rhythm; back and forth over his increasing bulge. with each pull forward green grinds his hips down, pursuing the sweet friction caught between them.
as red begins to push his own hips up each time they meet, green pants - feeling the heat grow thicker inside the tent.
with one hand remaining on his chest, green wraps the other arm around red's shoulder once more. he can't stop himself from leaning forward to kiss him again.
the kiss is intense - open-mouthed and heavy. they groan and hum into each other's mouths, the two of them grinding against one another with even more force and urgency than before.
"too hot," green whines as they separate, silently begging for more.
red pants up at him; eyes dark, pupils round.
after a few moments of eye contact, red's hands travel up to the hem of green's shirt. after pulling it off, red's own soon follows; both shirts now thrown to some corner of the tent.
red seizes his hair with one hand, arm locking around green's waist. he tugs him forward until their chests are completely flush, still routinely grinding his hips upwards.
he can't help but moan into his ear as red's mouth latches onto the skin bordering his shoulder, sucking and biting intently.
as he continues to mouth at him, green grows more and more aroused. he feels so fucking horny; as if doing this in a somewhat public area makes the situation so much hotter.
with the relentless grinding of his core upon red's clothed cock, he can't stop his thighs from clamping down on red again and again; feels himself dripping wet.
red kisses across his skin, lips and tongue landing on his collarbone and neck. eventually he pulls away, his fingers tangling in the belt loops of green's cargo pants.
green gets the hint, shifting upwards off of red's lap momentarily. with growing anticipation he assists in shucking his pants off, grunting as red squeezes his ass and thighs along the way.
his boxers soon follow, and he sighs as the air hits him.
red wets his lips, immediately moving a hand to his thigh. he slips a thumb in between his folds, sliding through easily with the growing slick there.
"come on, you-" he cuts himself off with a whine as the finger slides over his swollen clit - "you next," he finishes, breathless.
after a few more strokes, red withdraws his hand, moving to unbutton his jeans.
green lifts a leg to make the manoeuvre possible - it's difficult, but he feels glued to red's lap at this point; refusing to leave it.
as red's own boxers are discarded to the side, green feels like fucking salivating over the sight of his cock; long and thick against his stomach, drooling precum.
he pants, just ogling him for a couple moments before he reaches for it. it's hot in his grip; thumb and middle finger unable to reach each other as they wrap around its girth. he exhales loudly at the sensation of red's pulsing flesh under his hand.
he uses both hands to stroke upwards; thumbing at his slit, smearing precum down his length as they travel down.
red groans, fingers digging into green's hips and thighs, bucking slightly into the touch.
green shifts forward until the cock is trapped between their bodies, almost whines as the base meets his folds. red twitches, leaking against both their stomachs.
he sighs loudly; can't help but circle the precum with his fingers, watching red stare as he rubs it into his skin.
red then snakes a hand down to green, rubbing him once more. his legs tremble, clamp down as fingers brush over his clit and hole.
a thick digit strokes and teases his entrance as green tilts his hips down to chase the sensation; body desperate to be touched and filled.
green rests his head on red's shoulder and moans as the finger enters him; feeling it circle around inside him.
he's so fucking wet - it moves around easily, and soon enough a second finger enters him.
he's powerless to do anything but pant against red; grinding down on his fingers, feeling himself dripping onto them.
red's thumb presses against his clit as his other fingers work him open, eliciting a pleasure that his own hand could never replicate. he plants kisses against green's neck, shoulder, cheek - anywhere his mouth pleases.
he feels breathless; each minute shift of red's fingers and lips adding to the building pressure in his stomach.
red begins shifting his fingers up; grinding against his walls, before he begins fingering him - digits moving in and out of him over and over with haste.
almost collapsing against his chest, green moans loudly into red's ear, legs twitching wildly.
"gonna make me cum-" he gasps, struggling to even get the words out.
at the news, red picks up the pace, grinding his fingers deep into him with each upwards push.
burying his face into his neck, green groans as his body clamps down through his orgasm, fingers digging into red's arms.
red slowly strokes him through it; gently rubs his clit as his other hand massages his trembling thigh.
withdrawing his hand, red kisses his cheek softly.
green, however, wants so much more.
so fucking badly.
his mouth dives towards red's own, initiating a desperate kiss which is returned eagerly. he pulls red impossibly closer by the neck, parting his lips wide.
as he pulls back, he almost begs, speaking between their faces;
"please- i need you inside me."
hearing his own voice, green almost feels embarrassed by how needy he sounds, but he can't find it in himself to care.
red tugs his hips, urging him to rise. steadying himself on his broad shoulders, green lifts himself to a kneeling position, body hovering over red's cock.
red grabs himself with one hand and green's hip with the other.
he guides himself to green's slit, and he slowly slides down, feeling it breach him.
at first, it slightly burns him from the inside out. no matter the prep, red's sheer girth never fails to stretch him to his limits.
between red's fingering and just how wet he is, however, he can handle it.
he bites his lip through a whine as red bottoms out; his ass sitting atop red's thighs.
so fucking big, is all green can think; breathless, feeling pressure in his stomach. though the exact thought occurs every time they have sex, he never gets tired of it.
green wastes no time in grinding back and forth, gyrating his hips in a circle. red echoes him as he sighs, gripping his waist.
after grinding for a while, green slowly lifts himself off red's lap. as he suddenly drops back down, he moans at the sensation of red penetrating him so deeply.
red lets him take the lead, grunting and groaning as green continues to drop onto his cock over and over again.
eventually, though, he senses green's legs getting tired, made evident by his movements slowing.
red responds by beginning to thrust upwards with enough force to have green bouncing happily on his lap.
wrapping his arms around red's neck and shoulders, green pants between moans;
"ah, feels so fucking good."
red's hips move faster at the praise, ever so eager to please him to no end.
he watches green; focusing on his mouth, his arched back, lidded eyes.
the downpour continues pelting the tent, though green hardly notices it. all his brain can register is the heat in the air; he and red's moans, the squelching sounds created from the union of their bodies - and above all, red filling him so perfectly.
green looks down, whining loudly as his eyes catch where their bodies meet; red's huge cock sliding up into him again and again. the sight is entrancing; so satisfying and arousing.
he continues panting; groaning, trying desperately to grind into red's thrusts. red appreciates his efforts; panting, squeezing his waist, dragging him forward each time their hips meet.
suddenly, the tone shifts. red regards him; hunger brewing on his face, before his hands wrap underneath green's thighs, gripping tightly.
from there, he hoists green up until his knees no longer touch the mattress, until his thighs are flush to his body.
as the impressive muscles in his arms flex from holding him up, red bends his own legs at the knees, spreads them wider apart for balance.
red makes his next move; thrusting his hips upwards firmly. green gasps, because holy shit that feels so good - the new angle allowing for a much harder and deeper thrust.
with their chests now flush, green feels red heave against him. nose nestled against green's ear, he releases a noise akin to a growl as he begins to find his rhythm.
it's relentless; overwhelming. green writhes; gasps and moans loudly, wraps his arms around red even tighter than before.
red strokes him so well; stretches him deliciously, hits him impossibly deep. his mouth hangs open; jaw slack, almost drooling against red's shoulder.
red tightens the iron grip on his thighs, trying to pull him closer. his thrusts increase in force, and green feels himself slump against his chest.
he begins to blabber - almost incoherent, words slurring together - hardly aware of what he's even saying;
"shit - fuck me, fuck me-" he gasps; voice somewhere in between a whine and a shout.
red tries his best to speed up as green's fingers dig into his back; feeling that intense pressure bubbling in his stomach once more.
he can't stop running his mouth; moaning anything he can think of between breaths. he turns his head to to speak into red's ear;
"gonna cum on your fat cock," he says, voice like honey.
red groans loudly, spurred on by green's oncoming orgasm; the warm, wet tightness beginning to squeeze and surround him at an increasing rate.
with a few more slams of red's hips, green's orgasm crashes into him like a wave; washing through and over his entire body.
his core clenches and throbs; arousal peaking as red continues to fuck him through it.
he moans loudly; head thrown back, his spine arched towards red, unable to do much else as he receives thrust after thrust.
red echoes him; groaning as his walls squeeze him, as if to suck him in and keep him there forever.
the wave calms, and red slows; only in order to rise and lower green onto his back, cushioned by the mattress.
he towers over green; looms over his small frame as he wraps his legs tightly around red's waist.
"keep going." green says, and that's all the encouragement red needs.
he draws his hips all the way back, before snapping them back forward with force. green whimpers as the relentless rhythm continues, squeezing red all over; his waist, his shoulders, his cock.
one of red's hands rests next to his head, clenching against the mattress over the overwhelming feeling of green. the other wraps around his thigh, fingers digging into the supple flesh in a vice-like grip.
with each push of his hips, green slides against the mattress from the sheer force, before being dragged back by red. he feels so ridiculously full; stuffed to the brim in a way that drives him wild.
panting, green feels yet another coil tightening in his abdomen; another peak approaching. red huffs, groans at each regular clench of green's body - the interval between each squeeze growing shorter and shorter.
eventually, he feels a trembling in his thighs; a tingle running from in between his legs to the top of his spine.
he chokes his way through a loud moan; almost feeling a sob trapped in his throat as his final orgasm hits him.
his body clamps impossibly tight around red, who dips his head down towards green's chest through his loudest groan yet.
panting between groans, red pulls green as close as he can manage, presses in deep inside as he comes. leaning his forehead on him, red slowly rocks back and forth through his aftershocks before he eventually pulls out.
green lies there; completely spent and leaking, inner thighs drenched. red takes deep breaths against him, before he rolls off to his side, shoulders touching once more.
"so," green starts.
"how the heck are we gonna clean this up?"