The Ketchum Family

A Blast From the Past

The time has come for the Indigo League. Terence, Gwyn, and Cyril have finally earned all eight badges and are ready to enter the Pokemon League. What will happen when they face off against the competition? Will they be able to advance and eventually face Paul's students?

This chapter takes place roughly two weeks after the previous one.

I hope you enjoy this first of a four-part series covering the events of the Indigo.

With a smile on her face, Serena transferred a couple of sizzling pancakes to a plate and turned toward the kitchen table. She handed the plate to Ash, along with a cold glass of milk. The love of her life, his hair still askew from sleep, smiled and looked at the glass with curiosity.

"No, juice?" he questioned.

Serena merely hummed playfully and shook her head. Ash raised his eyebrows and Serena sniggered before speaking.

"Well, last night, it sure seemed like you were keen on getting some milk," she said coyly, her cheeks blushing. "So, I figured I'd get you some..."

A silly grin spread across Ash's face and his eyes flitted down to the wide gap in the loosely tied together halves of Serena's night robe. She'd intentionally left most of her chest exposed, and the inner halves of her breasts alluringly visible. It was a more modest state than when she'd visited him to wake him up. Half an hour ago, when she'd waltzed into his room, her night robe hadn't been tied together at all...

Serena briefly returned to the stove to start another pair of pancakes before moving behind Ash and lovingly wrapping her arms around his shoulders. She cradled the back of his head against her bosom and started slowly kissing her way from the crown of his head to his right ear.

After sensually nibbling on his earlobe, she whispered, "I love you, Ash Ketchum."

Ash sent Serena a cheeky glance. "I know," he deadpanned. "You said so last night..."

Serena snickered, remembering how she'd breathlessly declared her love for Ash, right after he'd made her writhe with indescribable joy, and right before she'd further expressed her love with cries and wails.

The two of them shared a sizzling gaze before they each leaned in for a kiss. As their lips met, Serena savored every second of their warm, wet union. She loved their life, strange as it was.

True intimacy had still not manifested in their physical relationship, but the emotional intimacy she felt with Ash was just as rewarding. Ever since she'd let go of her desire for sex and simply let things happen, the two of them had soared to new heights of closeness.

Ash loved laying with her and partaking of her feminine form's sumptuous offerings. Toplessness was her standard dress code when they engaged in alone time, but Ash had never gone beyond that point. Serena had offered to remove her final piece of clothing, but her honorable man had declined. Her panties stayed on, but absolutely everything was fair game!

In the couple of months which had passed, Ash had grown truly proficient in making love to his secret wife. With just a few carefully targeted caresses, he could make her squirm and gasp. He was always gentle, extremely attentive, and very creative. He treated the act of pushing her over the edge as a holy rite, and Serena always felt supremely satisfied and utterly loved.

After her resolution, their pillow talk only furthered their intimacy. With nearly no clothing between them, they talked honestly about absolutely everything. Serena had shared her deepest secrets, as had Ash. They talked frankly about their hopes and dreams. Sometimes they spent hours, face-to-face, nearly nude, whispering about their lives. Serena had come to value this emotional intimacy even more than their sensual exchanges. She could now truly say that she loved Ash with all her heart.