Title: Lakeshore excursions
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #52, Lake
Rating
: NC-17
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. Zensho-verse

Warnings: Shonen-ai, PWP, shota

Dedication: Terra, a.k.a. Fire Ice Wolf

 

            Red grinned as he finished setting up his tent. It was nice to get away from the hustle and the bustle of the big cities sometimes. Being from Pallet Town, he was still a country boy at heart, and although he didn’t mind excitement and flash, he had to admit that it taxed his nerves to live in high-profile places.

            Well, it wasn’t as though he needed to stay at Indigo Plateau, although he did have a room there, which was convenient. He missed camping out in the forest and listening to the pokemon singing at night.

            The lake nearby was smooth and glassy, and Red kicked off his sneakers and socks, before shedding the rest of his clothing and jumping into the water with a happy shout. Charizard and the others were sleeping in their poke balls, and he had already gone acorn picking with Raichu earlier, so she was happy.

            He splashed around in the water for a few minutes, before he dug out a little cake of green soap and began bathing in earnest. Unbeknownst to him, a pair of eyes watched from a tree…

            Red finished soaping himself and frowned. It was happening again. He sighed and ducked back under the cold water, trying to stop the reaction. He wasn’t very sure why his body was being so strange, but he was scared.

            When he had snuck into the library to try and figure out what was going on, Lorelei had given him a strange look when she caught the title of his book. Well, he supposed it was strange for a kid his age to be reading up on anatomy, but it was the only thing he could think of!

             The book had been really scary though, and he hadn’t felt any better. All the terminology was jumbled in his mind. Cold water helped it not happen though, so Red had taken to having cold showers…

            Though it was annoying to wake up with his pajamas sticky and that… thing!

            Was he sick?

 

            He wasn’t sure why it was happening. Sometimes when he thought of the cute girls he’d met, and sometimes, when he looked at Lance, it would happen too. He had had to buy a pair of baggy jeans to hide the swelling.

            What was wrong with him?

            Oddly enough, it didn’t happen with Bruno or Agatha, and he was pretty sure Lorelei was pretty, but she already had a boyfriend…

            Wait, what?

 

            Maybe it happened if he thought about pretty people, but Sabrina was very pretty and it didn’t happen with her.

            And he liked pretty pokemon, but that wouldn’t happen either…

            He liked Sabrina. She was like the big sister he’d never had, and he’d spent a week with her before camping.

            It had been nice. She had shown him some of the tourist attractions in Saffron, now that Team Rocket was gone, and he’d bought a lot of cute stuffed pokemon dolls.

            Red grabbed his towel and was drying himself when Lance walked out of the bushes. The Champion stared in shock. What was Lance doing here?

            “H-Hi!” He squeaked, trying to cover himself with the towel.

            “Hi, Red.” Lance said calmly, with a smile. “Nice to see you again.”

            Red nodded, noting that it was happening again. He felt hard, and he clutched the towel closer.

            Lance smirked, noting the small tent beginning to form. Interesting…

            “Did you see any Dratini, Red?”

            “Mm?” Red blinked.

            “I’m looking for wild dragon pokemon, since I’m writing a special report for Pokemon Pals magazine.” Lance told him.

            “Oh.” Red colored. “Er…” It was kind of embarrassing to be talking to Lance in a towel, but he shook his head. “No, I didn’t see any.”

            “That’s a pity.” Lance sighed. “It seems that it’s true that only the Safari Zone has wild Dratini left.”

            “That’s sad.” Red said honestly.

            “I’m sorry if I’m bothering you.” Lance said quietly.

            Red flushed. “I-It’s fine!” He squeaked.

            “Really?” Lance asked. “You don’t look well.”
            Red shot a quick look down at his groin. Lance chuckled, and shook his head.

            “It seems that you’re developing abnormal swelling, Red. Would you like me to take a look?”

            Red wasn’t sure what to do. On one hand, it was supremely embarrassing, but what if he was really sick?

            Lance made the decision for him, as he yanked Red’s towel away, causing the trainer to give a jump of surprise. He pushed Red down onto the grass, smirking.

            “Let me see…”

            Red gulped as Lance’s eyes roved over his naked body, before the Dragon Master put his hand on his cock. Red almost bucked off the ground, arching up into Lance’s hand.

            What was going on?

            “Yes… it seems like you really need help,” Lance murmured, before he squeezed and Red gave a shout. It felt like there was wind rushing in his ears and creamy liquid spilled from his prick.

 

            Red shuddered, feeling Lance’s tongue beginning to trace patterns over his flesh, which eagerly responded, hardening again.

            “W-What’s going on?” Red asked.

            “You really don’t know?”

            “N-No.” Red said honestly.

            Lance gave him a dubious glance, before deciding that Red probably wasn’t faking his naïveté. “I’m giving you oral sex.” He said blandly.

            “S-Sex?” Red gasped.

            “Yes.” Lance said, raising his eyebrows. “Why?”     

            “Do-Does this mean you like me then?” Red asked. “Because my mom said I shouldn’t have sex with just anybody…”

            Lance resisted the urge to sigh. “I like you very much, Red.” He said. “And I think we’re friends, right?”

            Red nodded.

            “So it should be all right if we do this.”

            Red could find no argument to counter that, so he just gave Lance a look. Lance paused, and kissed him.

            Red blinked. That was… kind of strange. He kissed back, and then Lance kissed him again.

            He hadn’t known that just kissing could feel so good…

 

            Somehow, they managed to make it back to the tent, and then Lance kissed him one more time, and said that this part would hurt a bit, but Red was beyond caring or listening at that point in time, and Lance smiled and said nothing.

            In the end, it wasn’t very difficult at all.

 

End Fic

Completed 8/15/07

PWP, pretty much! *Shrug* Terra did say she wanted a fic set by a lake sometime, so…