We All Have Needs
By The Faceless Evil
Author's Note: This is my first attempt at a non-crossover Pok�mon Fanfiction. This is one of those stories that make you think, "Hey! This could have actually happened!" The fact is.. it has! Of course! How could Giovanni resist that lavender-blue haired bishounen?! How could anybody do that?! It's just not possible! Hee.. Enjoy!
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James paced outside of the office, his thoughts were a jumble. He was broke again, and he desperatly needed a raise in order to pay for his food and rent bills. The money shortage was so terrible that he had to set up a tent in the wildnerness in order to sleep, but that was becoming more dangerous as the days wore on, especially for a member of Team Rocket.
He was surprised when Giovanni said he would see him, normally the Boss wouldn't even take his request into consideration. He had been told to arrive at his office at Noon, so he showed up at eleven-thirty just in case.
The secretary told him to take a seat, but he was so nervous he coun't sit still, so he resorted to pacing. He practically jumped out of his skin when the clock on the wall struck twelve. The Secretary nodded in his direction and told him that Giovanni would see him now. He took in a nervous breath, checked himself in the wall mirror, and opened the door to enter the office.
The office was dimly lit, there seemed to be no windows, and the only furniture that was apparent was the desk that Giovanni himself sat behind. His figure was shadowed and sitting in an intimidating manner. When James made his cautious entrance, the Persian sitting on Giovanni's lap hopped up to slink around the chair with a dark snicker. This didn't help James' nerves, he didn't like that Persian, and seeing it acting so sneaky jarred his senses. He wiped the sweat off his brow with his sleeve, walked up to the front of the desk, and stood at attention.
Giovanni looked him over carefully, and spoke in that deep evil sounding voice.
"What do you want?"
James gulped, and stuttered a bit as he replied.
"W-well S-sir.. under the c-current s-situation I feel that i-it is nessary for me to have a r-raise on my s-salary, if you p-please." "Why do you need this raise?" "W-well S-sir, I need it for my food, and l-living arrangement." "We all have needs, James."
Giovanni turned his chair a bit to the side as James blinked blankly at him.
"W-what do you mean, S-sir?"
The Persian smirked evily as James was motioned to come closer. He hauched over a bit with fear, slowly stepping around the desk to face the Boss. Giovanni glanced up once at him with another motion, this time directed at his own slacks, speaking simple words.
"Unfasten those, then you will understand."
James took a step back in shock, his eyes as wide as saucers.
"W-WHAT?!" "Didn't you understand what I just said, James?" "B-but.." "You need a raise, and I need relife, we can help each other."
James could barely speak, numb with shock he just stared at the pants. He was desperate what else could he do? If he accepted he would get what he wanted, if he refused not only would he not get paid he would probably loose his job. He collected his thoughts and spoke quietly.
"If I did this for you,what would happened the next time I needed money?" "If you do a good job, I'll make sure your taken care of." "This will be secret?" "Strictly off the record."
James sighed, perhaps if he was a stronger individual he would refuse, but it seemed like he had no choice. He stepped closer, then lowered himself to his knees in front of the chair. His shakey hands reached out, carefully unbuttoning the waistband, and lowering the zipper. Reaching inside he felt the erect organ, no undergarments, did the Boss know that he was going to do this? His cheeks turned slightly red with embarrassment, he pulled it out of the confined area and examined it. It was thick, long, and shuddering with need. James decided to take it slow, no hurry, no reason to risk choking. He gripped the base tightly, lowering his head to engulf the tip with his lips, brushing his tongue across the surface. James wrinkled his nose at the flavor, it was tart from the slight wetness leaking out from the tip, undoubtly caused by arousal.
Giovanni seemed to make barely a noise during this, his breathing became a bit slower as he layed his hand on his employee's hair, stroking it lightly. Moaning softly at the feeling of power and sweet pleasure. The Persian seemed to be enjoying himself immensely just watching from behind the chair.
"Yes that's it James, put that obnoxious mouth of yours to good use."
James squinted his eyes and resisted the urge to use those teeth of his to destructive work. He pushed down his pride, squeezing the shaft tighter as he gingerly licked down it. Soon moving his hand away to incase the entire length in his throat, choking back the gag reflex. He wasn't about to make a mistake now.
Giovanni leaned back in his chair, his fingers gripping the lavender-blue hair tighter as the boy sucked on his sensitive member rougher. Taking in a strained breath he murmered down at James.
"I'm almost there, I expect you to swallow."
James blushed furiously, feeling ultimately degraded. He bobbed his mouth on the throbbing penis once, grazing his teeth against the delicate skin. It didn't take long after that to feel the shot of bitter liquid flood his mouth. He grimaced and swallowed it down reluctantly. Pale and shakey he pulled away from the satisfied Boss.
Giovanni shivered faintly with the feeling of his climax, snickering softly as he gazed down at James.
"Fasten me up like a good little boy."
James fought back tears as he did just that. Rising to his feet, he refused to even look at his Employer, but he couldn't ignore the words that continued to come from his mouth.
"Very good, you will be well paid for this. Are you sure you haven't done this before?"
James reeled back with disgust, the mocking tone of those words sent his face flushing with anger. He muttered in return.
"Can I go now?" "Yes yes, go now, and be grateful for my generousity."
The poor boy fled the scene with the haunting laughter of Giovanni ringing in his ears. His arm pressed on his eyes to cover the hot tears of humiliation stinging his eyes.
A few hours later, Giovanni pushed the button to speak to his secretary.
"Send the next one in."
He petted his Persian as a new figure entered his office, he spoke in greeting.
"What do you want?" "Well Boss, I was hoping to get an advance on my pay. Besides the fact that I consider myself well worthy of such a raise, I'm in need of it right now." "We all have needs, Jessie."
The End..?
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Continued Author's note: Dark, ne? I love getting e-mail so write me your opinion of the story. Even your flames! I love seeing what the random rabble of the world feel they need to say.. then I ignore it and throw it into a trashbin with a maniacal laugh. Will you be the lucky one to have one of your flames REPLIED to?! *gasp* As for the rest of you Yaoi lovers, I salute you, and hope you salute me back! ^_^