Ice and Gentle

Yes, I am still working on, “Party Games”…Even though I had the second chapter completed, my computer corrupted it somehow…Ah, well…

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…This is just a random PWP, I guess…

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…Yeah. Enjoy.


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I looked at the clock. It was pretty late, but I couldn’t sleep. Ever since that encounter with the psychic boy, I haven’t been able to get him out of my mind…

Sure, it had been an accident. I was walking with my partner, eating snow cones in the hallway of the Smash Brothers Mansion…and then he appeared. He was running and ran into me. The impact made me drop my snow cone on him as we fell. When I regained my senses, I noticed him lying on the ground, my snow cone on his chest, dribbling syrup and ice-water all over his shirt…

I didn’t want my snow cone to go to waste, so I picked it up and started to lick at the remaining bits of it on his shirt.

This got the psychic boy to cry out, and he tried to sit up, but I wouldn’t let him; the syrup was still on his shirt, and I had every intention of getting as much as I could.

“Wh-what are you doing?!”

“What does it look like? I’m getting my snow cone syrup.”

“…Nngh…”

He had shivered as I continued to lick…until I decided that I had gotten as much syrup as I could. I licked my lips before getting up and releasing him from my grip.

He had looked at me, eyes wide, as my partner and I waved at him and walked away…

…Why can’t I stop thinking about him?

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I shouldn’t have been running through the hallways that day. Us kids in the Smash Brothers Mansion have been told many times to not run in the halls…but I neglected to listen…

I had run into one of the other kids, falling onto my back and lying on the floor, dazed…

…Until I felt a cold tongue lapping at my chest.

At this, I had cried out in alarm and tried to sit up, but I was pinned down and unable to move. When I saw who it was, I stuttered…

“Wh-what are you doing?!”

“What does it look like? I’m getting my snow cone syrup.”

“…Nngh…”

I shivered and bit back moans as the cold tongue continued to run over my shirt.

It wasn’t supposed to be pleasurable! It was an honest mistake…!

Finally, the licking stopped. I was released and the two kids who had been there waved at me before walking away…

…It wasn’t supposed to feel good…

I looked back at the clock on my nightstand and sighed. I wouldn’t get any sleep at this rate…

I closed my eyes, trying to focus on sleeping…

…*Click*…

My eyes opened.

…That sound…

I started to sit up, but I was pinned down as I felt someone on top of me. Panicking, I started to call for help, but my cry was muffled when a cold hand clamped over my mouth.

“Shh, it’s only me, Ness.”

I paused for a moment, the voice slowly registering in my mind…

…Popo?

The Ice Climber lifted his hand from my mouth, and I could see him smiling.

“…Popo, what are you…?”

“I couldn’t stop thinking about earlier…when you ran into me and made me drop my snow cone on you…”

There was a short pause, and, at first, I thought that he was angry…

“…I’m not mad at you, though. I just wanna know why I can’t stop thinking about you.”

I swallowed nervously. I knew perfectly well why; his body was most likely lusting after mine, due to that incident…and my body was betraying me as well.

“…Well, if you don’t know, Ness…”

With one cold hand, he fiddled with the bottom of my pajama shirt. At this, I inhaled sharply.

“Wh-what are you doing…?!”

He looked at me, smiling innocently.

“Well, I had a weird feeling when I was licking the syrup from my snow cone off you…”

My eyes widened.

“…Uh…maybe you shouldn’t…”

“…Why not? Do you know why I can’t stop thinking about you, Ness?”

“…Well, uh…”

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I could tell that he was nervous, but I didn’t know why. He was stuttering, trying to come up with an answer…

…However, I was getting a little impatient, and I pulled his pajama shirt up to his neck. I bent down and started to lap at his chest, trying to get an answer from him. A startled cry escaped his lips, and he tried to move…but I held him still. I wanted to know why I kept thinking about him, and he knew…but he wasn’t going to tell me so easily, it seemed…

“Nngh…!”

I continued to lick at his chest, listening to his moans…and I felt a hidden desire unlocking…

“…Aah…Ohh…Puh…Popo…!”

After a minute, I stopped. He gave me a look of confusion before I smirked.

“…Well? Are you gonna tell me?”

He swallowed nervously.

“…Yeah. You can’t stop thinking about me because…uh…”

He glanced away from me before continuing.

“…You’re lusting after me.”

There was a moment of silence before the news finally sunk in…

…Instead of being discouraged, I smiled.

“I guess I’ll have to do something about it, won’t I?”

He turned back to look at me.

“Wait, what – ”

I pressed my lips against his in a passionate kiss, and, after a few seconds, I felt him returning it…

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The kiss startled me, but I found myself kissing back. I felt his hands roam over my chest, finding pleasure points and making me moan into his mouth. After a minute, he pulled back to let us breathe, listening to my moans as his fingers continued their work.

…Suddenly, he stopped, and I opened my eyes, confused.

“Shirt. Off.”

I nodded and allowed him to remove my pajama shirt. He tossed it to the floor and bent down to suckle at my chest.

At this new sensation, I gasped and squirmed under his grasp. I felt my arousal growing, and I stuttered…

“…P-Popo…I…”

But he must’ve felt it poking him; he stopped suckling and smirked.

“Someone’s excited.”

Still holding me down, he shifted his body so that he was still straddling me, but that my arousal was in front of him. I glanced away as he pulled down my pajama shorts and underwear, embarrassed…

He held my length in one hand, slowly moving up and down. My eyes shut tightly, and I held back moans as he continued his work…

As he increased the speed little by little, I felt something inside me building up. As much as I tried to hold back, the pleasure was becoming too much, and my moans only encouraged the Ice Climber.

“Popo…I…I’m gonna…!”

With a wordless cry, I released. White liquid splattered all over my stomach and chest, and Popo seemed to be genuinely surprised.

“…This stuff is…?”

“It’s…it’s cum.”

He stared, still surprised, but nodded. I started to doze off, exhausted, but realized…

“…Wait, what about you, Popo?”

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I was taken back by his question.

“…What about me?”

Ness smiled.

“I think you deserve a little fun, too.”

He reached into his nightstand and pulled out a tissue, cleaning himself off before tossing it into a nearby trash bin.

“So, uh…could you get off me for a moment?”

I nodded, moving back onto his bed so that he could get up. He pulled at my own pajama shirt, so I helped him get it off and he tossed it to the floor.

“Now for something different…”

He pulled down my pajama shorts and underwear, revealing my male organ. His eyes widened, almost as if he was shocked…

“…What’s wrong, Ness?”

He shook his head.

“…I, uh…wasn’t expecting it to be so big…”

He seemed to be nervous, so I let him contemplate for a moment before he held my length in his hands. I marveled at the feeling of his warm hands on me, but he apparently wasn’t finished; he leaned forward and opened his mouth…

“Oh…!”

His lips closed around part of my length, and I gave a startled cry as he began to suck. I could feel his tongue swirl around as his head bobbed up and down…and it was a wonderful feeling.

On instinct, one of my hands reached down towards his own neglected length. He must not have been expecting it, because he emitted a muffled cry, which increased my pleasure. I whispered for him to continue, and, as he continued to suck, I moved my hand up and down his length, pleasuring him as he pleasured me.

After a few more minutes, my willpower gave out, and I cried out as I released into the psychic’s mouth. I watched as he did his best to swallow all of it, only succeeding in downing a decent portion of it while the rest dribbled down his chin.

With a sigh, he fell back onto the bed, but my instincts told me that we weren’t done…

I found myself pulling off his pajama shorts and underwear, pinning him down as I did so. This earned a startled cry from the smaller boy.

“P-Popo…? What…?”

I smiled.

“We’re not done yet.”

He stared at me, confused, as I pulled off my remaining articles of clothing as well and tossed the clothes onto the floor.

I positioned myself at his entrance, and, noticing the frightened look on his face, I decided to say something comforting.

“…I’ll be gentle.”

He still looked uneasy, so I pressed my lips against his, hoping to distract him. It worked; his eyes closed and he returned the kiss, so I gently started to push in…

His eyes opened wide as I entered him, and his cries of protest were muffled by the kiss. I pushed in deeper and deeper into his tight, warm body, but going slowly and gently as to not hurt him as much. Finally, I was in as deep as I could go, and I held the psychic boy still as he tried to pull away. I broke the kiss as tears of pain fell down his cheeks.

“…It…it hurts…”

I frowned. I hadn’t meant to hurt him.

“…I’m sorry.”

He shook his head.

“…N-no…I kinda wanted this…but I…didn’t think it would hurt this much…”

I stayed inside him, waiting for him to get used to the feeling…but, oh…he was so tight and warm…!

“…Y-you can move now…”

I looked into his eyes, making sure…and when he nodded, I started to pull out slowly, then pushed back in, just as slow…trying to be gentle…

I started a slow rhythm…in…out…in…out…and soon, I felt the smaller boy moving his hips to meet my thrusts. It was getting difficult to keep the slow pace, and part of me wanted to pound away, but no. I was going to keep moving slowly…for him.

“…P-Popo…”

I stopped moving.

“…Yeah?”

“…Could…could you go…faster…?”

I nodded.

“…Sure…”

I steadily increased the pace, getting slightly faster with each thrust. The psychic moaned with each thrust, and I could tell that he was losing himself in pleasure.

Suddenly, he cried out, and I stopped moving again.

“Ness, are you okay? I didn’t hurt you again, did I?”

“…N-no…you hit something…it felt good…keep going…”

I nodded and continued to thrust into him. I must’ve hit that spot again, because he cried out.

“…M-more! Please, Popo…faster…!”

I complied, thrusting faster and faster, and his moans and cries of pleasure motivated me. His tightness and warmth around me felt so wonderful, and I was losing myself in the sensation…

I reached down and wrapped a hand around his neglected length, moving my hand up and down in time with my thrusts, earning a startled and pleasured cry from the boy under me.

“…Popo…I…Ohhhh…!”

His eyes shut tightly, and he gave one last cry before releasing all over his own stomach and chest again.

His muscles clenched down on my own length, and I thrust into him one last time before releasing inside of him.

After a minute, I pulled out of him, and a pained moan escaped his lips.

“…You gonna be okay?”

The psychic boy nodded weakly.

“…Maybe we should make this a ritual.”

He looked at me and chuckled lightly.

“Yeah…next time, though, I’m going into your room.”

I grinned at him before lying down next to him.

“Well, you need to sleep. You look exhausted.”

He gave me a look.

“I just had sex with you. Of course I’m gonna be tired…”

He yawned.

“…Well…G’night…”

With that, he wrapped an arm around me, placed his head on my chest, and fell asleep. I looked at the smaller boy’s sleeping form before smiling.

“…G’night, Ness.”

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…Yeah…not the best story that I have ever written, but whatever…I tried.