*Juggles plotbunnies*

Title: Exhausted
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
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, het, PWP

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.

“Lance-chan…”

“It’s all right, Red-chan. I’m home now. Did you have nightmares?”

She shook her head as Lance sat down tiredly on the couch. She climbed into his lap, seeking comfort.

“I…I don’t really get some of these algebra questions…”

“All right,” He conceded. She went to get his textbook, while Lance rubbed his eyes tiredly.

It wasn’t Red’s fault, of course, but ever since their relatives had passed away, things had been rather difficult. It was a pity that first her parents had crashed in an automobile accident. Both of them had been drunks. Then, after she had come to live with her cousin’s family, his father had a heart attack and then his mother committed suicide, leaving them effectively orphans, even if they were legal adults.

Legal adults they might have been, though ten years was quite young, comparatively, but a businessman had offered to adopt Red. It would have been a good idea – except that after the police had investigated, they had discovered stashes of child pornography and bestiality videos on his computer. Needless to say, he would not have been a good guardian.

Through some tricky loophole or another (and because they were not closely related enough to count as incest), Lance had married her to keep her safe.

He would send the girl off on her 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 she was younger than a lot of the other children in her classes. She didn’t complain, but they both knew. She would have more opportunities with an education, instead of being stuck doing menial labor.

He wished he could do better, be a better provider, but in reality, he was falling apart at the seams. He was not ready to be an adult yet, not really, but circumstances had forced his hand. Good-bye, childhood…

Lance made steaming hot chocolate for Red, and helped her work through the slope-intercept formula. She glanced at her spouse worriedly as she polished off the last of her hot chocolate.

“I’m scared, Lance-chan.” She whispered. * I don’t want you to be hurt. *

“Don’t be. I’ll always protect you.” He had spoken it before, but tonight, the words sounded hollow.

She winced. “I… I am sorry.”

“Sorry for what?” He demanded, a bit harsher than he had intended. Did she think this was her fault?

Their circumstances had been completely out of their control!

“I’m sorry for not being able to help.” She confessed.

“That’s okay. You’re littler than I am. I’m supposed to take care of you. That’s what big brothers do.” And that was his role, wasn’t it?

A shy smile flitted about Red’s features, and he nodded. He penciled in the last few answers and then yawned.

“Did you stay up waiting for me, Red-chan?”

“No, I slept a little. But I was scared since you were gone.”

“I’m sorry.”

“No, it’s okay.” She beamed, before she kissed him. Lance shuddered, feeling heat beginning to pool in his groin. “Red-chan…”

“Let me make you feel better.”

He sighed. “All right, if you insist.”

“I do.” Red pouted, before she giggled. She dropped down to Lance’s knees, undoing the zipper on his dark pants and pulling his cock free, easing it out of his briefs. His fingers dug into the sofa as he tensed, feeling her hot breath ghost over his erection before a small tongue darted out and began to lavish his rod with licks.

“Mmm…” She cooed. * Relax… *

It did not take long before he came, and she grinned as he covered her face with pearly cum. She licked her fingers and then tucked her husband gently back in.

“Let’s go to bed now.”

He nodded, and as she climbed into bed with him, he smiled. There were certain advantages to this arrangement.

Suddenly, Lance didn’t feel as tired. He grinned, and pulled her closer. “How sleepy are you?”

Red smirked. “Well, we’ll see…”

End Fic

Completed 10/10/06

Edited 7/18/09

Red’s taking algebra, or pre-algebra, or advanced algebra. The choice, and his age, is up to the reader.

So, what is Lance’s job? Who knows? He could be working late doing construction work, or busing tables, or an office job, or prostitution. That’s the reader’s guess too!

Red: *Cuddles Lance*

Lance: *Smirk*

Phantomness: *Beams*