*Juggles plotbunnies*
Title: Exhausted
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Ash/Red)
Fandom: Pokmon
Theme: #39, Exhausted
Rating: R
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: AU, shonen-ai, incest, shota, insanity, sex
Lance collapsed on his bed with a groan, feeling his muscles knot up almost immediately. He was immensely glad that his shift was over. Still, he had earned quite a good bit tonight, and so he stowed his savings underneath the mattress before he padded off to the bathroom to shower before hitting the sack.
Soft footsteps sounded as he walked out, toweling his hair dry. Big red eyes in a small face peered at him.
Big brother
Its all right, Red. Im home now. Did you have nightmares?
Red shook his head as Lance sat down tiredly on the couch. He climbed into his brothers lap.
II dont really get some of these algebra questions
All right. Red went to get his textbook, while Lance rubbed his eyes tiredly.
It wasnt Reds fault, of course, but ever since their parents had passed away, things had been rather difficult. It was a pity both of them had been drunks.
He would send Red off on his Pokemon Journey, if they had the cash to spare for it. But Center fees were notoriously high due to inflation and the economy was riding the wave towards another bust.
Red understood, even though he was younger than a lot of the other children in his classes. He didnt complain, but they both knew.
Lance wished he could do better, be a better provider, but in reality he was falling apart.
He made steaming hot chocolate for Red, and helped him work through the slope-intercept formula. Red glanced at his brother worriedly as he polished off the last of his hot chocolate.
Lance. Im scared.
Dont be. Ill always protect you. He had spoken it before, but tonight, the words sounded hollow.
Red winced. I I am sorry.
Sorry for what?
For not being able to help.
Thats okay. Youre littler than I am. Im supposed to take care of you. Thats what big brothers do.
A shy smile flitted about Reds features, and he nodded. He penciled in the last few answers and then yawned.
Did you stay up waiting for me, Red?
No, I slept a little. But I was scared since you were gone.
Im sorry.
No, its okay. Red beamed, as he kissed Lance. Lance shuddered, feeling heat beginning to pool in his groin. Red
Let me make you feel better.
Lance sighed. All right. If you insist.
I do. Red pouted, before he giggled. He dropped down to Lances knees, undoing the zipper on his brothers pants and pulling his cock free. Lances fingers dug into the sofa as he tensed, feeling Reds hot breath ghost over his erection before a small tongue darted out and began to lavish his rod with licks.
It did not take long before he came, and Red grinned as Lance covered his face with pearly cum. He licked his fingers and then tucked his brother gently back in.
Lets go to bed now.
Lance nodded, and as Red climbed into bed with his brother, he smiled.
Suddenly, Lance didnt feel as tired.
End Fic
Completed 10/10/06
Reds taking algebra, or pre-algebra, or advanced algebra. The choice, and his age, is up to the reader.
So, what is Lances job? Who knows? He could be working late doing construction work, or busing tables, or an office job, or prostitution. Thats the readers guess too!
Red: *Cuddles Lance*
Lance: *Smirk*
Phantomness: *Beams*