Title: Shadow
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #34, Shadow
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Nintendo and Shogakukan Comics. This non-profit, non-copyright infringing fanfiction belongs to me under international copyright laws and taking it is plagiarism. Thank you. *Phantomness bows*

Notes: <> for telepathy, ** for thoughts, italics if a pokemon talks

Warnings: Shonen-ai

The reporters thronged around him, but the Champion made it to his limousine untouched, for behind him trailed a shadow, wrapped in night-black with blood-red eyes. The Dragon Master bared a hint of fang at any who came too close, as he closed the door behind them and slid into the back seat next to Red.

“Vultures, all of them.” Red sighed, as the driver started off. “But was that really necessary, Lance?”

“Was what really necessary?”

“The stalking.” Red said carefully.

Lance gave him a fanged grin. “I thought you rather enjoyed it, Champion…” He purred. “Don’t vampires give you a thrill?”

Red grinned. “What, are you going to suck my blood now?”

Lance smirked. “Sorry, love. I can only do that for young female virgins. Unfortunately, you don’t qualify.”

Red pouted, as Lance trailed a finger down his chest, pausing to slip his shirt up. “However, if you would prefer something else…”

“Yes please!” Red chirped with a grin, as his shirt was lifted over his head. “We might as well make the best of this, ne?”

Lance spared a thankful thought for the thick tinted glass separating the front and back compartments, as he leaned forwards and flicked his tongue over Red’s right nipple. The Champion groaned, feeling heat pool between his legs. Oh yes…

He felt Lance’s cool fingers slip over his other nipple, and he arched into that touch, as Lance expertly licked and pinched him to hardness. Red groaned as each stroke sent another flash to his cock. He could feel the front of his jeans becoming wet, and he mumbled something that Lance only quirked an eyebrow at, before the Dragon Master took pity on him and slid his pants down, followed quickly by his boxers.

“Am I making you hard, Champion?” Lance asked rhetorically, before he slid down to the floor, engulfing Red’s erection in his mouth. The Champion moaned and chose not to reply, not when there were other things to think about. He sighed as Lance took him down, and it did not take more than a few more licks to the head before he came hard. He felt the Dragon Master swallow around him, and blushed.

Lance smirked up at him, golden eyes half-lidded. “Better now?”

“Mm.” Red agreed, still not quite coherent. He felt Lance pull his boxers back up, tucking him in, and his jeans. They arrived at the Indigo Plateau five minutes later, and were perfectly presentable by then.

The driver was tipped well, and he paid the thought no heed, and best of all, Lorelei’s ice spear trap had caught two reporters.

Yes, Red decided, as he followed Lance upstairs, it had been a most satisfying day, and the night would only get better.

End Fic

Completed 1/20/07

Pointless championshipping smut is awesome!

Red: *Grins*

Lance: So you say…