Author: UnchainedAlpha
A Lion's Pride
Published: 2019/09/07

Zeb was a luxury, which is a kind of pokemon. He was also a wizard, which is a kind of magician. He usually looked like a blue lion with yellow eyes but right now his favorite shapeshifting form was a human with grey hair and yellow eyes.He was wearing a black leather jacket with silver zippers, a blue and yellow stripe shirt, black skinny jeans and tall black doc martins. His underwear was silk black boxer briefs that pressed tightly against his skinny jeans.

He sat in a coffee shop sipping a caramel doubleshot mocha with whipped cream. Zeb loved sweet things, he had a big sweet tooth, he never knew when to stop with the sugar but luckily his metabolism was so fast he never got fat. He had a sexy scar over his right eye and a torn ear from the pokemon fights he used to get into as a cub. His hair was dark grey and spiked up all over and looked like an anime.

Zeb sat in a coffee shop with his drink eyes narrowed as he read his book, which was a novelization called Eragon. Zeb loved the movie and the book was a mostly faithful retelling of it but it changed some stuff that he wasn't sure how much he liked but it was still really good.

A nother young man slid into the booth across from him and Zeb looked up and felt his heart began to beet faster.

"Hey there," the man said and held out a hand. "Jacques Bonnefoy."

Zeb felt his face heat up as he returned the handshake "Zeb Luxry it's nice to meet you"

"*Very* nice to meet you" Jacques said and smiled. "Ive noticed you come in here every week and finally worked up the nerve to say hello."



They giggled.

"So you come here a lot then?" Zeb asked thinking that now he thought about it Jacques looked rather familiar.

"I come in here before work" Jacques said nodding. "I'm an actor singer, I work at the theater across the street" he pointed to the Bradway theater and Zeb gasped.

A/N: so I can't get over how cute Zecques is in cannon so i had to write this coffee shop AU!! R&R and remember flames will be used to make toesties! <3 <3 <3 peace!


Jacques 3rd person POV

Jacques Bonnefoy was a highly prolific Broadway actor who perfomred in Hamilton as Hamilton and Wicket as Fiero and Phantom of the Opera as the Phantom. He was so good at his job he could do three performances a year.

Right now he was wearing a dark blue blazer a white v-neck t-shirt and black slacks and black polish dress shoes his socks were the only fun part of his outfit they were neon pink leopard print with little microphones which showed off how fun he really was. His underwear was tight sparkly briefs that emphasized his man package and his blonde-highlighted hair flopped nicely in his eyes making him look like a proper bad boy.

He was on top of the world with his carreer and women and boys too were lining up to kiss him and he was making literally millions of dollar a yearbut something in him seemed to be missing, something more meaningful than the yats and the supermodels and the diamond-garnished wines. No, what Jacques wanted was True Love.

He had been watching the boy for some time now whwnever he came into the theater before he'd grab some coffee and see the cute boy in the leather coat that never seemed to notice him despite how famous he was he had papparazzi chasing him down the street. No, he was always too enamord in his books and that peaked Jacque's curiosity.

So Jacques ordered his usual chai mocha green earl bubble tea and sat across from Zeb the boy and introduced himself. They shook hands and gigled and Jacques felt his heart fill to burst. This one was the one, he just knew it.

"Do you have anything going on today?" he asked and Zeb shook his head.

"I'm sort of freelance so I take jobs as they come in"

"Want to come watch me rehearse?" Jacques asked. Zeb nodded.

"Sue I guess." he said and got up and Jacques got up holding out his arm and Zeb took it and together they walked across the street to the theater for Hamilton.

A/N: WOW ok I thought I'd be getting better reviews than nothing but whatever I'm not writing this for you I'm writing this for ME! R&R anyway because it's the NICE THING TO DO OKAY?


Zeb 3rd person POV

Zeb went with Jacques staring at his butt the whole way encased in well fitted trousers. Damn, but he was fit. Like a marble carved statue of a Greek god.

They went into the theater backstage and Zeb got to sit in the front row of the best seats in the house to watch as the dancers came out for Hamilton.

"Unfortunately Eliza's actress and understudy are both out with the flu today" the director said checking his clipboard. "So Jacques could you fill in for us while we go over Helpless?"

Jacques glanced at Zeb in the seats and his smile softened widened. "I would love to," he said and the dancers got into positions.

Ohh, I do I do I do I Dooo! Hey!
Ohh, I do I do I do I Dooo! Boy, you got me
Look into your eyes, and the sky's the limit I'm
Down for the count, and I'm drownin' in 'em

Jacques' voice was rich and beautiful and left Zeb feeling goosebumps. Jacques definitely deserved all the awards he'd gotten he was so incredible it was like an angel come down to earth singing just to him.

Jacques began dancing and his body moved like magic as it ululated across the stage.

I have never been the type to try and grab the spotlight.
We were at a revel with some rebels on a hot night
laughin' at my sister as she's dazzling the room
then you walked in and my heart went
Tryin' to catch your eye from the side of the ballroom
everybody's dancin' and the band's top volume.
Grind to the rhythm as we wine and dine.
Grab my sister, and whisper
"Yo, this one's mine."

Zeb pressed his hands to his mouth feeling his heart like it was about to burst. Jacques flowed like water up on the stage, gliding about it like wheels were on his feet he was such a fantastic dancer. Jacques spun and blew a kiss to Zeb who felt like he was going to faint at the image.

My sister made her way across the room to you (Oooh)
and I got nervous, thinking
"What's she gonna do?" (Oooh)
She grabs you by the arm, I'm thinkin'
"I'm through" (Oooh)
Then you look back at me and suddenly I'm
Look into your eyes, (Oh, look at those eyes, )
And the sky's the limit (Oh!)
I'm helpless, (I know)
Down for the count
And I'm drownin' in 'em.
I'm helpless! (I'm so into you, )
Look into your eyes, (I am so.)
And the sky's the limit (into you.)
I'm helpless!

Jacques 3rd person POV
Jacques was in his element singing and dancing on the stage and though he was used to performing for huge crowds each night this time was different, special. He wanted to impress just the one person and the one person was out there in the audience watching with big shining eyes and Jacques just wanted to scoop him up and kiss him tight.

There was just something about Zeb's mysterious charm and shyness that made Jacques feel like this one was special out of all the others he'd ever loved before. Zeb wouldn't use him for his fame and then leave. No, Zeb was here forever, and Jacques wanted nothing more but to make him feel special. So he sang and danced his heart out trying to woo over this stranger he'd seen come to the coffee shop so many times before with his quiet catlike grace.

Jacques didn't know much in life but he did know this: Zeb was the one until the end and he'd make sure that they were together forever.

So he sang and danced iinto the night and approached Zeb after it was all over.

"So" he said smiling as he leaned against the wall near the entrance "What did you think?"

A/N: Cliffie!! Muahahaha! Remember to R&R my lovelies <3 <3 <3


Zeb 3rd person POV

Zeb felt his breath catch and he stood up in the seats as Jacques approached hands pressed over his mouth.

"That... was....... amAZING!" He gasped and gripped Jacques' arms when he got closer. "How long have you been siging?"

"Since I was a child" Jacques said. "I think anyone can sing though if they try."

Zeb opened his mouth and perfectly copied everything he'd seen on the stage, his voice like soft bells spreading over buttered toast. Jacques watched him sing entranced and finally shook himself out of it all when Zeb finally closed his mouth

"Wow," Jacques said breathlessly. "You're good enough to be on brodway you know."

Zeb's eyes went widened. "Really??"

"Really," Jacques said in earnest. "You have a gorgeous voice. To match your gorgeous face" he added winking and Zeb blushed.

"Not as great as you" Zeb said and Jacques laughed.

"I think you're good enough to coach *me*" he said putting a hand on Zeb's shoulder. "What do you think you could come back to my place and give me a private lesson tonight"

Zeb blushed furiously at the gentle touch on his shoulder and he nodded tying to ignore how his stomach flipflopped at Jacques' touch. "I would love to!"


Jacques 3rd person POV

Jacques looked around as Zeb opened the door to the apartment and took of his shoes. "Nice place" he said and it was, the room was painted grey-blue and the floors were polished oak floors with tasteful soft furniture a comfortable sofa the same color as Zeb's hair and a scrubbed wooden table with wooden chairs with dull yellow cushions. It was cozy and denlike and a lot more homey then Jacque's stark modern flat with it's blacks and greys and whites.

Zeb blushed in embarrassement and smiled hanging up his leather coat to show of his lean muscled arms under the dark skin. "Thanks" he said "I try to keep it tidy even if I don't have people over too much"

"Why's that?" Jacques asked hanging up his own coat and Zeb's breath coaght because Jacques arms were so muscular and rippling with manliness and testosterone Zeb thought his Luxray senses would be overwhelmed with how desirable Jacques was.

Zeb shrugged "I have a friend whose a pilot and she and her daugher my niece aren't around too much" he said. "It gets lonely inbetween though."

Jacques sat on his sofa while Zeb brought them gin and tonics. He took his drink and sipped. "I hope I can come by more then."

Zeb blushed under his nut brown skin and sighed. "I hope you can too" he said and quickly added "but only if you want to!"

Jacques laughed and leaned foreward putting a hand on Zeb's leg. "I think I can't think of anything I'd rather do," he said and they pressed their mouths together kissing hot and wet and sweet hands tangling in eachothers hair as Jacques leaned forward his weight pressing down on Zeb and the two of them fell backwards onto the sofa drinks forgotten as Jacques claimed the pokemons in his mouth.

A/n: omg so they finally kissed!!! Thank you so much everyone who keeps leaving reviews you are what keep me writing!!! Next chappie comes faster with more reviews wink nudge wink wink ;) <3


Zeb 3rd person POV

Jacques kisses tasted like brandy and spices and all manor of delicious intoxicating tastes. Zeb groaned and stretched his tongue into Jacques' mouth trying to taste every last bit of him, tongues battling for dominance as they wrestled with passion in their mouths.

"Arceus" Zeb gasped when they finally broke apart for air.

"What's that?" Jacques asked.

"Nothing" Zeb said and they doved back into the kisses as Jacques pressed himself against Zeb on the sofa his warm weight trapping Zeb but making him feel more safe and free then he'd ever had in his entire life.

"We were kissing and you said Aerceus?" Jacques said and was quickly silenced with another kiss.

"It doesn't mean anything it's just an expression" Zeb said quickly panting.

"Oh okay" Jaxques said and they returned kissing.

Finally Jeb sat up and caught his breath panting hard. His mouth was red from the forceful of Jacques' kisses and his hair was mussy and disheveled. "You were going to give me a singing lesson" he breathed and sat up rubbing his damp hair out of his face.

"Right" Jacques siad and they stood up Jacques putting his hands on Ze's stomach. "First lesson: Breath control is very important. Breath deep for me."

Zeb breathed in very aware of Jacques hands on his stomach and his skin tingled with the touches."Okay what's next" he asked.

"Next is ideolology for beginners" Jacques said.

"What's that mean?"

"You have to be in the right mindset to sing" Jacques said his breath ticling Zeb's ear. "If your mind isn't focused you can't convey the emotions to really make the audience feel emotions watching you."

"Breath. Idealology." Zeb nodded. "What else"

Jacques smiled. "Passion!" He said holding out his arms and began to sing.

Heart beats fast
Colours and promises
How to be brave?
How can I love when I'm afraid to fall?
But watching you stand alone
All of my doubt
Suddenly goes away somehow

Jacques caught zeb around the waist and spun him around pulling him into a dance.

One step closer
I have died every day waiting for you
Darling, don't be afraid
I have loved you for a thousand years
I'll love you for a thousand more

They moved around the room eyes locked on eachother's dancing as Jacques sang his voice filling the room around them.

Time stands still
Beauty in all she is
I will be brave
I will not let anything take away
What's standing in front of me
Every breath
Every hour has come to this

It was like they had practiced the dance together. They moved in syncronization a perfect dance of union bringing them closer in love.

One step closer
I have died every day waiting for you
Darling, don't be afraid
I have loved you for a thousand years
I'll love you for a thousand more

And all along I believed I would find you
Time has brought your heart to me
I have loved you for a thousand years
I'll love you for a thousand more

One step closer
One step closer

I have died every day waiting for you
Darling, don't be afraid
I have loved you for a thousand years
I'll love you for a thousand more

And all along I believed I would find you
Time has brought your heart to me
I have loved you for a thousand years
I'll love you for a thousand more

They found themselves in the kitchen. Jacques had Zeb pressed back against the counter leaning in and capturing his mouth in his own. Zeb pulled Jacques closer to him sighing as he tasted Jacques taste of a little bit smoky and brandy and a sweetness that must have been all him.

"Want to come to bed?" Zeb finally murmured against his mouth and they broke apart Jacques grinning nervously at him.

"I would love to."

AHAHAHA, Now theyr'e gonna have sex!!!! Sorry lovelys but I don't write smutty stuff so you'll just have to imagine ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) Next chapter up will be more fluff so stay tuned!!


The amazing and talented DuskWater saw the requests for smut and here you go! It's so good and definitely way better than anything I could ever do!

They made their way into Jacques' bedroom, which was tastefully decorated with all sorts of expensive things, and tumbled down onto his soft, large, king-sized bed. They were ripping each other's clothes away within seconds--Jacques had it down to an art, and very soon they were running their hands over each other's naked bodies and murmuring compliments. They started to kiss again, Zeb arching up to get closer to Jacques' beautiful heat and incredible taste, like chocolate-dipped strawberries and amber scotch and cinnamon.

"Do it," he breathed when the amazing kiss broke. He could feel thrills all up and down his spine, traveling even down to his toes, and Jacques had barely even touched him-- "Do it, please, please, I want to feel you--"

Jacques nodded eagerly, and began to line himself up. "Yeah, I'm going to make you feel so good--"

His breath left him in a surprised gasp when Zeb rolled them over. The bed was so large they didn't even come near the edge. "What--Zeb?"

"You're going to make me feel amazing," Zeb purred, leaning down to nip at his throat. Jacques gasped again. "But not as amazing as what I'm going to do for you." He slid into Jacques in a single long hot stroke that made them both moan loudly. Jacques clutched at his shoulders as he began to move, setting a pace that moved from slow to fast enough to shake the bed back and forth.

Zeb kept rocking into Jacques, his breath coming in harsh gasps as he peppered the star with kisses. He couldn't get enough--could never get enough--he knew, he knew with all his heart, that he'd have to do everything in his power to keep Jacques as the strongest presence in his life from now on.

Jacques moaned, rising to meet Zeb as much as he could, throwing his head back at how good it felt to be under him. It was so rare for a partner to take charge with him like that; the last time had been with...well, there was a reason he was an ex. He'd been amazing in bed, though--but nothing like this, because now there was a connection the likes of which he'd never even thought he could have--

"Look at me," Zeb gasped. He was beginning to lose the rhythm. "Jacques, oh, darling, I want to see you, I want--"

Jacques met his eyes, dark blue meeting yellow-gold, and that was it: the final spark provided, they spilled over the edge as one, screaming their joy to the stucco ceiling. Stars danced before their eyes until they collapsed, gasping for breath, and slowly rearranged themselves into a beautiful coddle.

"That was so, so wonderful," Jacques murmured eventually. He pressed a kiss to Zeb's neck, making him shiver. "The best ever."

Zeb looked up at him. "Y-yeah?"

Jacques nodded, and sang, "Baby, if I'm the bottom, you're the top!" in his beautiful, clear voice.

Zeb giggled. "That was actually my first time." He caught Jacques staring at him, and looked down, blushing. Had he been wrong to admit his inexperience? Would--oh no, would Jacques leave him now? What would he do? He couldn't stand to lose the other man, not now--but he knew so much more that surely Zeb seemed like a fumbling amateur by comparison--

"Really?" Jacques said. He sounded completely shocked. "Your very first time?"

Zeb nodded miserably. Any second now, he was going to get thrown out, and Jacques would go find himself someone much more experienced, someone who could make him feel even better, someone he'd actually be compatible with--

"You're amazing Jacques said, and Zeb's thoughts skittered to a half. He looked up; Jacques' beautiful blue eyes were just about glowing with admiration. "I can't believe it--oh, that was a perfect first time, and you're only going to get better!" He sighed happily. "I'm the luckiest man in the world."

Zeb smiled shyly, blushing. "I'm glad you're not upset."

"Upset? Never," Jacques promised. He leaned in for a fierce kiss that left Zeb with almost no doubt at all that he meant it. "But since this is your first time..." He rolled on top of Zeb, with a sexy smirk on his face. "I think it's only right to give you the full experience."

"The full experience?" Zeb asked, breathless from the star's proximity.

Jacques smiled. "The full experience," he confirmed, and slid into Zeb.

Zeb arched his back and clutched at him, overwhelmed by sensation. "Jacques!"

"Hold on, baby," Jacques breathed hotly in his ear. He began to move, and swallowed Zeb's cries of pleasure in a smoldering kiss. "I'm going to show you exactly how good this can be."

Zeb moaned into his mouth and held on to both Jacques and the sheets, surrendering himself to wave after wave of building pleasure as the last of his doubts melted away.
[Ch6.5] OMG SO HAWT!!!! Thankiesssss
Lemony Eggnog
[Ch6.5] Ah! Welcome to my wheelhouse. ;3

To be honest, I've been following this story for a while, because I like to keep an eye on what people are writing about subjects who interest me. It's been... entertaining. In a sort of glitzy "outdated Saturday morning cartoon aimed at six-year-old girls" way. Do y'all remember Jem and the Holograms? That's the aesthetic I imagine for this fic. Maybe Equestria Girls for a modern equivalent.

Mind you, this isn't a BAD thing except for the fact that it's all incredibly silly and I can't stop giggling at things like that monstrous drink order a few chapters ago, and all the songficcishness. I'm gonna have "A Thousand Years" stuck in my head all day; thanks for that. I laughed right out loud when Zeb said he was a virgin after all that had gone before. Unintentional comedy at its finest! XD

Also, DuskWater, I'm afraid it's very clear you don't know the first thing about teh gheysecks. The back passage does not work like that, especially on someone who's never employed it in this way before! Now, I realize I can't speak with complete certainty with regards to our dear Mr. Bonnefoy, what with his anatomy being rather unique in frustratingly undetailed ways, but I still think it's very likely that a little more TLC would be appreciated back there. Next time, remember the rules: go slow, use lots of lube, and always communicate with your partner.


[Ch6] Awww i wanted to see the smut :( Oh well A super romantic chapter is just as good!
[Ch5] Yayyyyyyy!!!! my otp kissed~~~

btw I lurve the furniture descriptions theyre so descriptive
[Ch4] I ship it!!!! I luv the relationship and the chemistry and the descriptiveness like "soft bells spreading over buttered toast".

Write moar plz
Detachable Nosie-Wosie
[Ch3] OMG luv storys so boring!!11eleven1 My heart is filled with utter sorrow and dispair that nothing intersting has happened yet. Come on!!!! No explosions!!!! No evil Sues coming in with nefarious hearts filled with glitter to ruin the budding romance!!! I want action!!! Not the kind of action that involves Zeb and Jacques getting in each other's tight, supple, cross-grained pants... *drools* I mean, I definetely don't want that because that's gross. Boys are gross. I'm gonna be an amazing Hunter of Artemis and never date boys ever. You should have a Hunter of Artemis. Or have them kill a Sue. Explosions!
Explodingly Yours,
Detachable Nosie-Wosie.
[Ch2] OMG YOU READ MY STUFF??? Oh my god i've been such a big fan for years!! Thank you so much for the nice words!

And don't worry there will DEFINITELY be some hurt/comfort! XOXO
[Ch2] Ooh, the plot thickens! I just love how good you are at describing the physical presence of people in a room! Jacques sounds like a really tragic figure, and I'm sure Zeb will be able to help him with that given how happy and bubbly he usually is. I love seeing them together!

Any chance at some hurt/comfort later? I'm a real sucker for stuff like that. Thank you for all your great writing! It's HARD to write without reviiews to drive you forward.
Think you got your author and subject lines mixed up, friend
ou are all disgusting and need to go to church.
Samaritian The Good Christian
Lol, not X-rated buttttt... I can say there's def gonna be some IMPLIED smut!! *wink wink*
Your pun was bad and you should feel bad.
If this goes X-rated will there be buttZecques?