Pokemon Shipping Oneshots (Ash Ketchum Shippings Only)

Megabondshipping

I love Megabondshipping way too much haha. 
Warning. Some VERY sensitive and mature topics here. Viewer discretion is advised.

Also this is an AU, same AU from Pokemon GF (Gender Free), where the Pokemon Regions are just places in America and the rest of the world is just like Earth.

This is the first time I write a story with this theme so if you can please tell me how I can improve.

The crisis was over. Team Flare had lost, and the world was saved. Ash, Alain and Professor Sycamore stood and watched the Megalith go up in flames.

"Hey, Alain. How would you like it if Ash and his friends stay at our place for a while?"

"Are you kidding me? I'd love it Professor!"

"Great! Maybe this can be your opportunity to...you know..."

Professor Sycamore nudged Alain in the elbow, chuckling as the other blushed with embarrassment. They both turned to look at Ash, who seemed to be finding it difficult to stand up straight.

"Ash, are you alright?"

Suddenly, his legs gave in and he descended to his knees. Alain caught him by the chest and sat him down.

"Ash, what's wrong?!", Alain yelled as he gently shook the boy's shoulders.

"Ngh...N...Nothing...just...tired", Ash reassured him, panting in between each word.

"Are you sure? You're so pale, and red, you're sure you're not injured?"

"No, no, I'm not. Really, Alain, I'm just really...really tired..."

He gradually began to breathe slower as his eyes closed, resting his head on Alain's chest. Alain smiled as he stroked his hair, admirably getting lost in his dreamy face.

"It's alright, Ash. I'll take care of you. I'll always be there for you"

Sycamore smiled at his heartfelt love confession. It's too bad he wasn't awake.

Once they'd gotten back to the lab, the night was deep. Alain awoke to Sycamore telling him to carry Ash out of the car. He smiled at the thought. It made him excited for the feeling of doing things like that.

He turned to his side, reaching his hand out to feel his beloved's soft skin. However, he felt nothing. He wasn't touching anyone. He rubbed his eyes, making sure to focus, and looked around. No one was there.

He began to panic. His heart was pulsating like crazy. His mind raced with fear.

Professor was about to ask him what was taking so long, when the echo of a bloodcurdling scream surrounded him, sending a shiver down his spine. He already knew at that moment, something was wrong.

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"Don't worry, little boy. I won't hurt you too much", Lysandre mumbled sadistically as he raised the bat above his head, and swung it down onto the boy in chains.

His voice was already gone from crying, pleading and begging, and he was so tired that all he could do was sit there with his body confined to the wall, painfully waiting for everything to go black, so he could stop feeling already. But that time never came.

"Aw, exhausted, are we?", Lysandre teased as he knelt down and cupped the boy's tear-stained face.

"Don't worry. I'm going to keep you up for so long, you'll forget what it feels like to sleep"

Without warning, he ripped both of their clothes off and began forcing himself into the child, who moaned in agony from what he was experiencing.

He didn't want to do this. Not forcefully. Not with Lysandre. He wanted it with someone else. Alain.