Persuasion

I am still working on “Party Games”. However, I am intent on improving my writing skills before posting the second chapter…so, for now, I give you this mindless PWP.

…Enjoy.

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I sat on my bed, holding my legs up to my chest, deep in thought. Ever since I became a part of the Super Smash Brothers crew, the other fighters have always thought of me as a timid, easily-scared boy. Sure, I was quiet and nervous about talking to others, but I wasn’t easy to scare.

…They always assumed that I was scared of everything, didn’t they? That I was too nervous about fighting, or that I was a coward…

I frowned, pulling my legs up closer against my chest. It wasn’t fair. I’m actually pretty powerful, and yet the other Smashers think the opposite.

…It isn’t fair…

“…Lucas?”

I looked up. Standing at the door was my friend and fellow psychic, Ness. He was looking at me, concerned.

“…Lucas, is something wrong? You haven’t been out of your room since breakfast…”

I glanced away. I didn’t want to deal with this. I couldn’t…

I heard his soft footsteps as he walked towards me. But I didn’t look at him. If I made eye contact, he would never leave. We would be at a standstill until either of us did something that we would regret.

His footsteps stopped; he was now in front of me.

“Lucas, if something’s bothering you…”

I closed my eyes. I really didn’t want to tell him anything. I couldn’t tell him.

“Lucas.”

I felt his hands on my shoulders. Instinctively, I tried to shrug him off, but his grip was firm.

“Lucas, please. I’m your friend…”

He wasn’t going to leave if I ignored him, was he? With a mental sigh, I opened my eyes to look at him.

Instant contact; our eyes met. His eyes had a sorrowful look to them, and I could tell that he was truly concerned.

“…I’m thinking of leaving the Super Smash Brothers crew.”

“What?!”

I flinched at his outburst.

“Lucas, why?”

“…You wouldn’t understand.”

“Try me.”

I sighed.

“The other Smashers think I’m a coward. A weakling. They think that I scare easily. They even think that I’m a crybaby. It hurts, Ness. I don’t want to be remembered as a weak, cowardly crybaby. That’s why I’m thinking of leaving.”

He stared at me, shocked, before looking angry.

“Who cares what they think?! You’re a strong Smasher and you know it! You shouldn’t leave because…”

“You don’t get it! Bowser and Ganondorf mock me every chance they get, I get teased often, and some of the other Smashers look at me with pity! I don’t like being treated horribly, Ness!”

His expression softened, looking confused and hurt.

“…Lucas…”

“Nobody would miss me if I left.”

In an instant, he pressed his lips against mine. I stared at him, shocked, as he kissed me. After a minute, he pulled back, blushing.

“…I would.”

He did care about me, didn’t he? He kissed me, and that’s a sign of affection…or was it just a desperate attempt…?

Let’s test that, shall we?

I shrugged his hands off of my shoulders, much to his confusion, but wrapped my arms around him, pulling him into a passionate kiss. He looked surprised, but soon closed his eyes and returned the kiss. I pulled him down onto the bed, breaking the kiss to breathe. I maneuvered us so that he was lying on the bed and that I was straddling him.

I moved a hand underneath his shirt, watching him gasp and squirm as my fingers brushed against a nipple. I inwardly smirked, toying with it gently as he moaned.

“…Lucas…”

My other hand tugged at the bottom of his shirt slightly, signaling that it would have to come off. Ness nodded, raising his arms as I pulled his shirt off of him and tossed it to the floor. I leaned down, taking a nipple into my mouth, suckling lightly. The smaller psychic gasped and squirmed under me, eyes squeezing shut.

“…L-Lucas…”

I pulled away from his chest to kiss him again. He moaned into my mouth, and I reached into his shorts…

As my fingers brushed against him, he gave a muffled cry and opened his eyes. Not wanting him to move, I used some of my psychic power to keep him still as I pulled down his shorts and underwear. I moved so that I could remove the articles of clothing from him and tossed them next to his shirt. My hand grasped his length, and I slowly started to move my hand up and down along the shaft.

I pulled back to breathe, only to hear him moaning in pleasure. I smiled as his eyes closed again, his moans motivating me. I started to increase the pace, moving my hand up and down faster along his length.

“…A-ah! Lucas…!”

He was close, I could tell. My psychic grip on him wavered, and he clutched at the covers of the bed.

“Lucas…I’m…!”

With a cry, he released, white liquid splattering on his stomach and chest. I released his length, and my psychic hold on him diminished. I watched as he slowly opened his eyes.

“…You gonna be okay, Ness?”

He nodded.

“Y-yeah…but, you know…”

I looked at him curiously as he paused.

“…I think I’ll return the favor.”

In an instant, he had rolled us over so that he was on top of me. I stared, shocked, at his speed. He reached for a tissue from the tissue box on my nightstand, cleaning himself off and discarding the dirtied tissue into the trash bin.

He tugged at my shirt, and I helped him get it off. He pulled down my shorts and underwear as well, discarding my clothes onto the floor. I looked at him curiously, wondering what he would do…

He licked his lips, pulling back and leaning down, holding my length with his hands. I gasped at his touch, but what he did next surprised me; he opened his mouth and moved his head down, putting my length into his mouth. As his lips closed around me, I gasped. He gave a muffled chuckle before bobbing his head up and down, swirling his tongue against my length as he moved. I felt sparks of pleasure course through me as he continued his work, and I moaned.

After a minute, he increased his pace, gradually getting faster. I felt a pressure building up, and I knew that I was close…

“…Ness, I’m gonna…!”

I cried out as I released into his mouth, and I watched as he swallowed the liquid. He pulled away, licking his lips again. As he lay down next to me, he smiled.

“Feeling better?”

I smirked.

“One more round.”

Before he could ask, I was on top of him again. He looked at me, fearful, as I positioned myself at his entrance.

“I’ll only do it if you trust me.”

He glanced away, nervous.

“…Do you trust me, Ness?”

He looked back at me, still nervous, but nodded, smiling.

“…I trust you, Lucas.”

I smiled back.

“I’ll be gentle.”

I slowly pushed the head of my length into him, earning a gasp from him. I began to slowly push more of myself into him, watching his face for signs…

His eyes squeezed shut, whimpering, and tears started to form. I stopped moving, still not fully inside of him.

“…I’m hurting you.”

It wasn’t a question; I knew that I was hurting him. I didn’t want to see my friend in pain. I started to pull out, only to feel his legs hook around me, preventing me from pulling out much more.

“N-no…I want this…”

I looked into his eyes as they opened, still seeing pain in them, but also a burning need…

“…Please, Lucas…Don’t stop.”

I nodded and slowly pushed into him again. He inhaled sharply as I continued to push, eventually burying myself to the hilt inside of him. I waited, wanting him to get used to the feeling…

“Y-you can move now.”

I looked into his eyes to make sure, and when he nodded, I slowly pulled out almost completely before pushing back in. He was unbelievingly tight and warm, but I knew that I had to be gentle. I began a gentle rhythm, slowly thrusting in and out of my friend. His pained whimpers slowly became soft moans, encouraging me to keep moving…

“…F-faster, Lucas…Please…”

I nodded, gradually increasing the speed of my thrusts. Suddenly, he cried out, startling me and causing me to stop.

“Ness…?”

He looked at me with lust-filled eyes.

“I-I’m fine…M-more, Lucas…Please…!”

I resumed my thrusting, getting faster and faster, and he moved his hips to meet my thrusts. We were both getting close, I could sense it. With Ness’s moans and cries of pleasure, his tightness and warmth were bringing me closer to the edge…

I pressed my lips against Ness’s as he came first, muffling his scream. His muscles clamped down on my length, and I sheathed myself inside him completely before releasing.

We stayed like that for a while; lips pressed together, my length still inside him, basking in the afterglow.

Eventually, we broke the kiss for air. He looked at me, a content smile on his face.

“…Still thinking about leaving?”

I smirked.

“…Nah. I have you, so why should I leave?”

He stroked my cheek.

“Good. If you left, we wouldn’t have done this.”

I chuckled lightly.

“True, true…”

I slowly pulled out of him, earning a pained moan from him.

“…You okay?”

“Yeah…just feeling a little sore.”

I reached out for another tissue, cleaning him off before throwing it away. I lay down next to him, and he wrapped an arm around me, snuggling up against me.

“…Thanks, Ness.”

“No problem, Lucas.”

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Well? How was that?

I’m hoping that I’ve improved – even by a little bit – because I don’t want “Party Games” to turn out terrible.