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Title: Jealous
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Ash/Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #55, Jealous

Rating: PG-13
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

 

            Red frowned as he watched his Father fuss over his new baby Larvitar. It wasn’t fair! He pulled his knees against his chest as he sat stiffly on the sofa, trying to ignore the laughter coming from outside the window.

            < You know, Master, I think your child is jealous. >

            Lance peered at Tyranitar quizzically. < What makes you say that? >

            < He has been acting rather sullen ever since Larvitar hatched. >

            < He’ll grow out of it. > Lance said practically. < And it is time he learned you are also important to me. >

            < I fear he may try some outrageous means of acquiring your attention… >

            Lance nodded. < We’ll just have to deal with that when it comes, then. >

            < You are being quite calm about this, Master. >

            < I’ve had lots of practice. >

            < Ahh… >

 

            Lance found out exactly how far Red would go, when he found the boy snuggled up next to him in bed that night. He was not sure why Red was being so clingy. After all, he had made dinner and they had eaten together, and then he had played games with Red and told him two bedtime stories, so…

            Was that affection not sufficient?

            Perhaps he ought to get Red some pokémon companions. It was not good if he was wholly fixated on that person.

            Red liked his new Cleffa very much, but it was too late. With his Mother dead in childbirth, he had already begun to imprint, and even though he now had a friend, he still loved Father best.

            Lance accepted the caresses, and ignored society’s clamors, as he kissed Red, feeling his child shiver in delight, as his palm moved over bare skin.

 

End Fic

Completed 9/22/06

These drabbles give me lots of time to explore all my incest fetishes… ^^ and work at characterizing Lance n’ Red too!