Title: Taste
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Ash/Red)
Fandom: Pokmon
Theme: #17, Taste
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, potential shota
Father Red purred, as he climbed onto his Fathers lap. Play with me
Lance glanced up from his report. Why?
Because Im bored Red whined, though he knew his Father didnt mind. He leaned his head against his Fathers shoulder, listening to the comforting sound of his heartbeat.
My, my perhaps someone needs a few new lessons in obedience Lance suggested, setting his pen down. The new social security bill could wait
Red just grinned, as Lance kissed him. Lance tasted faintly of mint and chocolate. He sighed, before their kiss broke.
Im sorry, Lance said, even as his hand slipped between Reds legs, But I wont be able to properly do anything until I finish this.
Red shrugged. I suppose I can wait a little longer. He stifled a gasp, before his eyes sparked red flame. Oh yes
Lances fingers tightened. Better? His voice slid over Reds skin like oil, honey-sweet.
Red nodded wordlessly, feeling a tightening in his balls as he moaned. Lance withdrew his hand and licked his fingers clean, enjoying the taste of his childs juices. Red watched, enraptured, as his Father finished.
Later. Lance repeated, and despite Reds luxurious wriggling, turned back to his paperwork.
Red frowned, but decided to enjoy what he had, and closed his eyes as he began to stroke
End Fic
Completed 10/17/06
I know Im a sick little bunny ^^
Lance: Yes you are!
Red: *Blush*