A/N: Hmmm, yes

A/N: Hmmm, yes. Haven’t been writing in months. And, my god, I seem to be really back on Lance recently… anime Lance that is. All hail YouTube and whoever put those episodes with him on! Those are the only eps I’ve watched after Ash beat Roxanne. Haha, as much as I like Wallace and Steven, I’d much rather see more Lance.

Anyway… I was bored and this is kinda pointless. I’ve never done a one-shot before. I find it physically impossible to not make something long and complicated, so we’ll see with this… aye.

Author: Yoru Ryu (Rainy Day)
Rating: R / M
Summery: A collection of romance one-shots, starting with Championshipping (AshxLance).
Listening to: Everytime we Touch - Cascada
Notes:
“Talking”
Thinking

WARNING: Contains underage sex. That is all. Don’t like it? … haha! Probably OOC too, gasp! Basically PWP as well…

Number one: Championshipping.
All work.

It wasn’t so bad being the Indigo Champion, he guessed. But not so good either. And certainly not what he had expected. But then, how many ten-year-olds actually read into what it was you did as the Champion? No, they just saw the stature of it all… being the most powerful trainer in the region. And the money off course. He was thirteen now, and the youngest Champion the Indigo League had ever had!

He didn’t know he was required to actually live in the Indigo Plateau! Nor that nearly every day a massive pile of papers would be dumped on his desk that needed his signature. He didn’t even have a signature, he only wrote his name down in print.

It’s not like it was even interesting things he was signing for. The Health and Safety violation Karen committed last week, the Indigo City council trying to organize a tour of the Plateau yet again, the wife of the President of the League buying a small islands worth of merchandise. The list went on.

Ash sighed.

But! The upside was now he got to use the world renowned personal training facilities the League offered. Each Elite had their own gym room styled to their favoured battling style and Ash had yet to decide what he wanted in his. When he’d had a look at the huge room it was still styled to the previous Champion’s tastes, Lance.

The room had no floor yet had jagged rocks rising up from the darkness below. Ash had thrown a rock down and it had been a long time till he’d heard it hit the bottom. There were also Roman-styled pillars that had been battered by the intense Dragon Pokemon training on them and heavy chains hanging from the ceiling.

A sudden thought hit him. What does the defeated Champion do after they’re dethroned? Shrugging it off, Ash made his way to the main meeting room for yet another lecture by President Jayshow.

Still, Lance was a nice person those two times they’d bumped into each other. Very nice. It was interesting to see him using more than just Dragonite and the red Gyarados, even if he did lose.

Walking into the meeting room he spotted the Elite; Will, Bruno, Lorelei and Karen. And Lance. Why was he still there?

“Ah, my boy, my boy” Jayshow greeted him with and gestured to the seat at the head of the table. Ash took the seat and was sat with Jayshow on one side and Lance on the other. “You’re late, lad!”

“Ah, yeah” Ash stuttered under the podgy… OK, fat man’s gaze. “There was so much to do.”

“There will be the first month or so” Lance said, “the Council like to prey on new Elite and Champions.”

Lorelei nodded. “Yes, you’re a soft touch when you first join. Will sign for anything.”

“You signed for an outdoor swimming pool in the courtyard on your second day, Lorelei!” Bruno laughed.

The Ice Master squinted. “And I recall you putting your name down to teach at the local Trainer Academy school.” Bruno scowled.

“Anyway, I called you all here to throw about the possibility of the Indigo League joining with the Tatsu League, and that is why Lance is sitting in on this meeting. What with Tatsu being closed off from most of the world it’s hard to find someone who speaks their language and not only tha…”

Jayshow’s voice drowned out as Ash’s mind fogged over in boredom. He’d only been in the meeting ten minutes and already his mind was switching off. Looking at all the things in the room was also putting him to sleep. Still, it was nice seeing Lance again. He had to admit he felt rather bad for beating the Dragon Master after the long time he’d been Champion. It was a long time wasn’t it? How old was Lance anyway? He looked over at the man…

He looked rather young. Perhaps in his early twenties. Come to think of it, he’d hardly heard anything about him. Being the Champion would surely get your personal business all over the papers whether you liked it or not. He did have a strange shade of hair though. A washed red colour, bordering on pink, and yellow eyes too. Lance was looking down now… he must be bored with Jayshow too… now he’s writing notes or something…

Turning the paper around the Dragon Master showed what he’d wrote to Ash, grinning.

Stop looking at me, Ash read and his eyes widened. Turning his head sharply with a light blush he frowned. Had he been staring? Why had he been staring? No, he hadn’t been staring.

Looking from the corner of his eyes, hoping it was discreet, Ash watched Lance again. He was somehow intriguing and he didn’t understand why. The Dragon trainer was in his usual black leather bodysuit with the red marking on the front and Ash found himself thinking how good the leather looked. Shaking his head Jayshow’s voice reached is ears again. The meeting was over, finally!

Rushing ahead of the Elite as they stood with Lance in the corridor talking about what he’d been doing the last fortnight after Ash had beaten him. Slamming the door to his room and throwing his back against it, Ash gasped.

Why had he been staring at Lance during the whole meeting? Looking around the empty room he sighed and walked to his small bathroom to splash water over his oddly hot face. He was sure he’d seem the man grinning at him as he’d hurried passed too.

Stopping to look at himself in the mirror he examined the colour of his cheeks. Kinda the same colour as Lance’s hair, he noted, blushing more. He had to admit the older man’s eyes were entrancing though. Golden and black and dilated and… he had to wonder what they’d look like watching him from above.

Ash shivered. This wasn’t helping his hormones. But he’d never thought about a person like this before. Not girls or boys. Never Brock or Misty, and certainly not Gary. And it was slightly scaring him. Thinking back on it, he wasn’t a very good teenager if he’d never crushed on anyone yet. He seemed to be making up for that now, however, as he looked down at his trousers.

But it was wrong! He was sure he liked girls and girls only! Looking back in the mirror then down again he decided he didn’t want to see himself doing this so he moved over to sit on the bath’s edge and groaned.

He’d never done anything like this before but he’d heard Brock talking about it, and often making insinuating jokes about it too. Slowly with uncertainty he reached down and laid a hand over his crotch, again looking around if anyone had barged into his room. Nothing. So he began stroking himself through his trousers and clenched his eyes shut as the feeling began to flow over him. After a short while his hand wasn’t good enough on top of his clothes as he quickly undid his zip before his hands began shaking too much.

He gasped as his cock met the cold air of the bathroom and wrapped his hand around it while bracing himself against the bath. For a while he simply stroked and reveled in the pleasure it sent coursing through him, but soon he began thrusting into his hand with more and more force. His mind was fogged over with the feelings shooting through his veins and his hand was becoming slightly moist.

The feeling of his erection rubbing against his still clothed body had him hissing and throwing his head back. And imagining golden eyes watching from over him drew a whimper from his throat. It was all beginning to overthrow his senses and a primal force took hold of his body. Arching up into his hand more, his knuckles where white as he gripped onto the smooth surface of the bath.

He could just imagine gripping that surface with both hands, head thrown back, while a red head worked between his legs.

That simple thought had Ash’s whole body flushed and he moaned aloud while violently pumping into his hand. Tightening his grip around his cock he could feel a strange pressure building up in him and the need for something became overpowering. Growling, he squeezed his hand tighter and tossed his head to one side and with one last hard thrust into his waiting hand he came across his clothed chest with a high-pitched moan, and slumped forward.

Dropping to his knees and panting hard he braced his forehead on the floor. Several minutes passed before he had the energy, Ash fell back into a sitting position and examined himself. He’d just brought himself to his first orgasm to… Lance? That was embarrassing.

But it felt so good. Why hadn’t he tried doing that before? Surely he wouldn’t have to think about the same person, and especially not another boy. Standing on wobbly legs he washed his hands in the sink and tucked his member back into his boxers and did his fly up. Examining his face in the mirror again, he was still flushed with post-orgasm blush.

There was no way he was leaving his own bathroom until he looked back to normal! And how was he meant to face Lance now? Without thinking inappropriate thoughts anyway. Lance was very handsome though, it wasn’t that Ash was gay, the other man was just pretty and that wasn’t his fault. Ash liked girls… like Lorelei. Lots of guys liked her! He could too! She had pretty long hair and big breasts… boys liked that, didn’t they?

Lance would have quite long hair if he let his down though. And from the way the leather clung to him, he had a nice chest too. Arrg! It wasn’t right! He was getting hard again. But he couldn’t stop thinking about the Dragon trainer. Surely the man wouldn’t like Ash anymore; he had taken his Champion position. Lance would glare at him, and shout too, maybe… and perhaps hit him… so why did that make him hot?

Hanging his head Ash undid the button of his trousers and slid his hand down to his, again, hard cock beginning to run his fingers over the smooth flesh. Sliding his eyes shut he imagined it was a larger hand that was teasing him and those golden eyes would be leering at his body the whole time.

Running a hand up his jacket Ash rubbed his chest and sighed a breathy moan as that other larger hand would…

Smash!

The new League Champion spluttered as a football smashed through the small window of his bathroom and shattered the mirror in front of him before dropping into the sink. Ash stared at the black and white ball while still gripping his cock and hand on chest.

“What the?”

After a lengthy pause a knock at the door to his rooms had Ash squeak and panic.

Standing on the other side of the door Lance waited for a response. He felt a bit silly to be asking for his ball back. But really, that trainer didn’t have to kick it so hard. Sometimes he regretted ever playing any sports with Tea at all! And then he had to go up and get it. Still, it would be nice to see Ash again. The reporters should have calmed by now so he could actually talk to the boy.

That Pikachu was strong. An Iron Tail to the face of Dragonite had won the kid the battle.

Sighing he knocked on the door again. He’d seen Ash bustle in his room after the meeting, after all the staring. The kid was so cute sometimes.

“Ash, you still in there?” Ash could tell it was Lance’s voice. Eyes darting around the room he threw the football back out the broken window, tried to put himself away and look nonchalant as he sat behind his desk.

“Come in!” he shouted and tried to smile as Lance came in the room. Hopefully the desk would hide his obvious hard-on, unless Lance dropped something and had to bend down. Ash laughed in his head, why would he have do that? The Dragon Master smiled at him.

“Ah, sorry, Ash, but did you get a football in here?”

Ash stared. Lance was wearing a black sleeveless shirt. Oh my God, is that a choker he’s wearing? The Champion thought as he eyed the golden band wound tightly around the older man’s neck.

Ash blushed deeper. “Oh! Er, y-yes. But I threw it outside again!” he shoved his hands under the desk.

Lance glanced at all the paperwork strewn about on the desk. “Having a bit of trouble keeping up?” He smiled slightly at the red growing across the boy’s cheeks.

Still with his hands gripping his knees Ash nodded. “I-it just keeps coming in, an I know all I have to do is sign it but… I don’t want to put my name on something without reading it first.”

“That’s very smart” Lance nodded. Ash swallowed as he watched the muscles in the Dragon Masters arms flex as he crossed his arms. “Would you like any help? I can’t sign for anything myself anymore, but I can tell you what needs doing and what doesn’t.” He walked closer to the desk and Ash squeaked.

“No, no! I should really do it myself! Really!”

“It’s no bother really,” Lance replied, starting to enjoy flustering the boy, and he moved to stand behind the desk next to Ash.

The Champion pulled his legs under the desk more but didn’t release the death grip he had on his knees. Lance started riffling through all the pages of paper and began making piles out of them. Ash watched him quietly all the time willing his erection away. But that was only a sweet dream when the man he was suddenly lusting after was practically touching him with their closeness.

As the Dragon trainer leaned forward over the desk Ash caught himself watching at the others’ neck, his eyes traveling to the shoulder and down the man’s torso, but he dragged his eyes away at the man’s hips. Wrong thing to do as he felt his cock twitch with want and he flushed even more.

Lance noticed the boy start fidgeting, his face beet red and gripping his legs like no tomorrow. Hiding a knowing smile he looked down at Ash. “Are you hot or something?”

Ash jumped out of his daydream of the Dragon Master holding him up against a wall and tried in earnest to genuinely smile. “Yeah, I’m just… embarrassed I can’t do this work very well…”

“Mn-hm, you‘ll get used to it soon.” Another few minutes passed as the former Champion continued with the paper work and Ash was beginning to feel light-headed from all the blood rushing south.

This really wasn’t turning out to be a very pleasant experience, and if Lance didn’t leave soon he’d either pass out or he’d just have to wank in front of the man, and that idea wasn’t nice in his mind but his cock seemed to like it.

Lance patted the two piles of paper he’d made and sat on the edge of the desk to look at Ash. “There. You only need to sign the one the left. The rest are just from fangirls or charities asking for money.”

Ash nodded, “thank you.” Please go, please go, please go.

He’d been aware Ash was watching him as he worked, the kid was so obvious. Looking at his watch he decided Tea would have to wait to resume their one-on-one game as he was about to start a different one-on-one with the Champion.

“You still don’t look very well. Are you sure you don’t want anymore help?”

“I’m fine” Ash squeaked.

“OK then” he got up and stretched his arms over his head, discreetly watching Ash gulp, and relaxed. “Because I know just what’ll fix you up.”

Ash eyes widened as Lance leant down to cover his lips. He knew he shouldn’t be enjoying it but he really had no blood left in his brain. He moaned as Lance placed a hand behind his head and deepened the kiss. All thoughts fled him as he opened his mouth for the asking tongue. He really had no idea what to do so he settled for just whimpering as Lance took complete control.

Ash was such an innocent boy. It was obvious this was his first experience with anything sexual as he timidly placed his hands on Lance’s shoulders but didn’t dare do anymore. Had he never been kissed before either? Well, if he were going to take the boy, he’d do it like a gentleman.

Pulling back from the kiss Lance watched Ash with lidded eyes. The boy was trying to catch his breath. “Did that help?” he purred.

Dropping his eyes Ash shook his head. It’d only made things worse, if that was possible. His erection was almost painful now. He didn’t say anything as sudden shyness took over him like an alien force.

Lance breathed a laugh and dropped to his knees so they were more or less eye level and kissed the boy, immediately pushing his tongue into the other’s mouth. Again Ash moaned, eyes sliding shut. Without breaking the kiss Lance moved closer and placed Ash’s arms around his neck then replaced his own hand behind the boy’s head.

Ash pushed himself against the older man’s chest as he was bent back slightly and he began pushing back with his own tongue. He still wouldn’t allow his erection to touch Lance, the Dragon Master noticed, so he left the boy’s mouth and started placing light kisses on his neck instead. Ash rolled his head to give more access and moaned. His eyes suddenly shot open and he involuntary bucked his hips as Lance bit into his neck, before sucking the red mark and kissing it.

The pain between his legs was almost overpowering him now as Lance sat back on his knees to look up at him.

“So, Ash. Do you still not have a problem?” He dropped his eyes to the bulge in the Champion’s trousers then back to his face. Ash smiled sheepishly and shook his head. “Ah, I thought so.” Kissing the Champion again to distract him while his hand wandered down, Lance undid the boy’s trousers and pulled on the cock there. Ash gasped into his mouth before he returned his attention to the young neck.

The Champion was mewling and digging his fingers into the Dragon trainer’s back. Was this really real, or was he still in the bathroom dreaming it all? It certainly didn’t seem like anything he could think up. He almost choked on his breath as he felt something warm cover his erection and looked down sharply to see Lance licking the head. He watched with wide eyes as Lance looked up at him and grinned before taking the small penis into his mouth.

He grabbed the youth’s hips to hold him in place as he ran his tongue along the underside of the member. Being so young, Ash didn’t have much hair scattered around his body, but that also probably meant he wouldn’t last long either. Glancing up Ash had his head thrown back exposing that delicious throat and he suddenly felt hands in his hair, gripping tightly. He laughed around the cock and Ash began gasping from the vibrations it sent through him.

He desperately wanted to thrust into that warm mouth, but Lance was much stronger than him and held him effectively in place. He could feel that feeling of something building up inside again. He moaned incoherently as Lance caressed his sac and took him down to the hilt, which wasn’t a difficult task. With a knowing look Lance swallowed around Ash and that was enough to push the teen over the edge.

Ash howled as Lance let go of his hips and he thrust up hard into that inviting warmth and came until the stars died behind his eyes. Lance swallowed most of the white substance and stood up with a sly grin. He waited for the younger one to catch his breath before he moved again. Not only was the boy too adorable for words, but he was also sporting an impressive hard-on.

“Oh, wow…” Ash breathed.

“Yes, it does help relieve stress too.”

Ash looked up at the older man to see he hardly looked any different even after having his cock down his throat. Perhaps he was a little redder in the cheeks, and that tiny detail was enough to have the blood pooling between his legs again. “I still don’t think I’ll be able to work,” he hoped he wasn’t being too forward, but it seemed Lance didn’t mind as he pulled him flush against his body.

Ash blushed at the hardness he felt poking him in the stomach. Lance turned them around as he kissed the boy again, and pushed him towards the bedroom and stripped him of his jacket and shirt before dropping him to the bed. Ash jumped when he felt a mouth around on of his nipples and a hand teasing the other. He relaxed more as Lance turned his mouth to that tempting throat and licked and kissed the red mark again.

Ash, unsure what to do with his hands, ran them down the older man’s back before he found the bravery to lift the sleeveless shirt up to touch skin. Lance smiled around a nipple as he racked over it with his teeth before switching to the other. Ash bucked is hips and groaned, arching off the bed to attempt to gain more touch. Apparently his left nipple was more sensitive Lance thought, and tucked that note away.

His own want was starting to get to him and he was getting painfully hard. If Ash didn’t stop wriggling luxuriously he didn’t even think he’d get his own trousers off before he came. He shivered as Ash’s nails lightly scraped his sides as the boy tried to life his shirt off. Ducking his head he threw it to the floor and laid down over Ash, supporting his weight on an elbow. The new Champion immediately threw himself forward so skin touched skin and explored the wider chest with his hands.

Lance watched as Ash experimented with different parts of his body and what reactions he got from where, before his hands wandered too far south and Lance growled pinning Ash’s hands on either side of his head.

“Careful with what you’re doing, Champion,” Lance hissed.

Ash’s eyes widened as he watched Lance’s eyes dilate further. Was he just joking or mocking, or was he serious? He only wanted to make Lance feel as good as he had. Lance leaned down on him further and pushed his legs apart with his knees. But God, that hiss had gone straight to his cock!

Releasing Ash’s hands Lance moved his mouth to his navel and swirled his tongue around it while undoing the boy’s trousers and pulling them and his underwear to his ankles where Ash slowly kicked them off for fear of upsetting the Dragon Master again.

Burying his hands in that red hair again as that wondrous mouth continued with it’s ministrations Ash tossed his head side to side as his sac was sucked and caressed, he was practically gurgling at the feeling.

That was a close one, Lance thought as he curled his tongue around one ball. If Ash had too much free reign over his body he’d lose his patience and take the boy before he was ready. He was a virgin after all, and he’d be incredibly tight. That thought pulled a groan from his own throat, but it was lost amongst Ash’s incoherent noises. With one final long lush lick up the length of the erect cock he decided Ash was nearly ready.

Pushing himself up he whispered into the boy’s ear. “This may hurt for a second…”

Ash nodded at the rather ragged voice in his ear, but he didn’t really hear anything. All he wanted was more of that touch. Lance rested his mouth over Ash’s again as he slipped a moist finger in Ash’s entrance. Ash gasped into the mouth at the intrusion of his body, and the pain it brought. Strangely, though, the pain brought pleasure too and he moaned as another finger joined the first. Lance was now mumbling into his throat and that sent pleasant shivers around he body as he gripped the sheets. Lance was scissoring his fingers now. And as soon as the fingers had come, they were gone. Ash whimpered at the loss of feeling full.

Lance took in Ash’s form. His black hair spread wildly across the pillows, his chest heaving and glistening with sweat. Nipples hard and flushed red and his cheeks the same colour. The sight was too erotic. He leaned down to lick Ash’s neck again and whisper.

“Are you ready now?” he purred. Ash only sighed and mewled in reply. “Right then…”

Ash looked up under his lidded eyes as the older boy sat back and looked around. Lance grabbed a bottle of Vaseline from the bedside table and undid his own trousers. Ash eyed the cock the other trainer had and felt suddenly very inadequate. How would it feel to have something that big in him? Lance covered his member with the clear substance and pushed Ash down again.

Ash grabbed the sheets as Lance moved his legs aside and leant over Ash’s body with his cock touching the boy’s entrance. Ash’s own cock was twitching with anticipation and he cried out as Lance pushed in. Quickly Lance pinned Ash to the bed with a fierce kiss and waited till the boy was more distracted to push in further.

As he kept pushing further forwards it was unbelievable how tight Ash was. He didn’t think he’d last long at all like this. Ash’s inner muscles kept clamping down on him with each movement and he was trying to hold back gasps as he continued to kiss the younger boy.

He didn’t remember it being like this, even when he’d slept with Bruno. Bruno had topped of course so it was about the same size ratio as now. With a heavy breath he buried himself to the hilt in Ash and he paused to revel in the tightness around him.

The pain was starting to mix with intense flames of pleasure as Ash felt himself fully filled. The strong urge to move overcame him and he pushed down on Lance earning himself a startled moan.

“Please move,” he rasped as he impaled himself again.

Lance hid a surprised look before chuckling and dropping to his elbows over Ash, pulling back slightly and pushing back in. Ash groaned at the feeling and threw his arms around Lance’s back, his nails digging into shoulder blades as the pace increased.

Ash was howling after a few thrusts found his prostate and Lance aimed to hit it at regular intervals. Soon Lance himself was starting to lose control as he thrust into that tight warmth and that small cock rubbed up against his stomach and the pace increased more. Ash lifted his legs up and wrapped them around Lance’s waist as Lance dropped his head into Ash’s neck.

Ash cried out as Lance bit onto that red mark again and grabbed his cock at the same time. He found a rhythm of pumping the small cock and thrusting into that tight entrance as Ash pushed back down on him, and the boy soon had his hands in Lance’s hair as he shouted out the others’ name.

Lance breathed heavily into Ash’s neck as he could feel his orgasm nearing. The smell of the sweaty teen was over loading his senses, the noises he was making, the feeling of those legs wrapped around him keeping him inside the other’s body. He could hardly breathe.

As the pace increase further Ash could feel the tightening of his balls as he had done the two other times and he pulled Lance as close to his body until skin smacked skin again and he could feel the fabric of Lance’s trousers rubbing up against his buttocks.

“Come for me,” Lance gasped in his ear and as the metal of the zip on the other trainer’s trousers rubbed up the crack of his arse he threw his head back and howled as he came into Lance’s hand and up his chest, clenching down on the cock inside him, drawing a guttural moan from the man over him. As he fell back his arms fell from Lance’s hair and the older trainer leaned back up and pumped into the boy a few more times before his own climax hit him and his eyesight blacked out.

Ash felt the warmth pooling deep within him before Lance fell back onto his elbows over him, gasping. Pulling out of the boy, as Ash whined again, he rolled to the other side of the bed and closed his eyes.

Running his hands over the sheets Ash tried to cool his hot body and tried to get his breath back for the umpteenth time that afternoon. He felt the bed move and something was flung over his head. He took it off and put it in his lap as he sat cross-legged and watched Lance tuck himself away.

The Dragon Master turned back to him. “So, feeling better now?”

Nodding enthusiastically Ash looked at the jacket Lance had tossed at him and coloured at the white stain on the front. “Has, has that been there the whole time?”

Lance laughed at him and nodded. “Seems you were busy before I got here.” He began putting his own shirt back on.

Colouring more, Ash hid the top under his pillow and pulled the quilt around his body. Now Lance wasn’t on top of him he was cold. “Where are you going now?”

Lance jerked his thumb over his shoulder. “Tea will be pretty angry that I left out match for so long, but I’ll be around the Plateau for a while.” He turned to leave the room as Ash shouted quickly after him.

“Thank you!”

Lance grinned and left. Yes, Ash would be having some nice dreams for the next fortnight.

A/N: Man, took a long time to get to the lemon, no? See, I just can’t make anything short. T’was my first attempt at a lemon too.
These other couple!chapters I’m gonna do aren’t all gonna be sex and R / M rated, but yeah, most of em will be XD

Drop off a review on your way out! And if you didn’t like it, oh dear, I don’t give a damn. Critique is good though, I give a damn about that. But flames will be used to warm my house in this English autumn.

Shadow/Phantomness is posting this fic with Rainy Day’s permission. I also ran it through spelling check to fix a few errors.