Title: Lessons in
Manners (Ash’s Sexual Adventures Part IV)
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping/WataShi (Lance x Ash)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #55, Ill Mannered
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: Shonen-ai, PWP, feminization
One week later…
“You really are planning to feminize him, aren’t you?”
Lance nodded.
“I don’t want him completely female.” Lance said stiffly. “That would take the fun out of everything.”
“Well then, use the anilazine hydrochloride.”
Lance gave
a mock salute, while
“Have fun!”
Ash glared through the window as he watched the girl walk away. Who was she? Why was Lance talking to her?
Lance was… Lance was his!
He was waiting when Lance returned, pouting. Although Lance had been surprisingly gentle the past few days, Ash was still on his guard. He wasn’t sure if Lance would try poisoning him again…
But other than that, maybe Lance was just giving him time to recover. It wouldn’t be fun if he were bleeding from every orifice, right?
Ash frowned.
“What’s wrong?”
“Who was she?” Ash demanded.
Lance smirked. “Are you jealous?”
“Of course not!” Ash pouted. However, he was trembling slightly, and Lance noticed. His eyes were sharp.
“We were only talking, Ash.”
“B-But! I thought you were in love with me!”
“I am.” Lance said quietly.
“Then… then why were you with her?”
“Ash,”
Lance said sharply, “We only talked. I did not hug her or kiss her. And I don’t
think you’re one to talk, seeing as you slept with
Ash colored at the accusation. “But I’m staying with you now!” He protested.
“If I let you go, would you come back?” Lance asked.
“I…”
Ash honestly wasn’t sure. The temptation was still out there, and he kind of wanted… well, something else…
“I thought not.” Lance smirked, his voice cutting. “So I won’t let you go.”
“Then you might as well be keeping me prisoner and raping me!” Ash yelled.
“I thought you liked it rough.” Lance said mildly. He walked over to the kitchenette and began making soup. Ash sulked, and watched, gimlet-eyed, as Lance peeled potatoes and diced carrots. It was only after the Dragon Master had finished slicing chicken into strips and added noodles to simmer on the stove that he sighed.
Maybe he was being paranoid…
Ash was still too naïve, Lance thought, as he poured wine for both of them, a light one. He could have poisoned anything he wished in advance and taken Antidote. Ash would never be able to tell.
They had a simple but delicious meal of noodle soup, and then went to bed.
Ash slept next to Lance, wearing his light green pajamas, and wondered.
Was Lance
really thinking of him?
Did Lance like him any
more?
Maybe if he acted more like a girl… would Lance like that better?
He wasn’t sure, and he sighed miserably.
Maybe he ought to give it a try…
It was working. Slowly, subtly, Lance began praising Ash for the services he did. Ash’s will to escape had melted away with the first dose of the drug, and now, he was very open to suggestion.
He smiled as the boy settled on his lap. Slipping a hand underneath Ash’s dark t-shirt, he tweaked a nipple. Ash blushed prettily, and Lance smirked as he noticed a small tent in his jeans.
Very nice…
“Did you go to work today?”
Ash nodded.
“Did anything interesting come up?”
“No.” Ash said, shaking his head. “Peaceful as always.”
“I suppose I should be grateful.” Lance murmured. “That you came back.”
“I’ll always come back.” Ash said. “I’m supposed to stay with you.”
“Mm,” Lance demurred, smiling. There it was; the evidence that the drug was still working. Normally, Ash would never have wanted to stay with him, but now…
The boy was all his.
He smiled at him then; stripping Ash’s clothing away with an easy motion and mounting him. Ash just peered up at him with trusting eyes, and Lance was gentle – could be gentle when he needed to be.
Afterwards, he dressed the boy up in silken panties edged with lace, before sliding his clothing on. It would be best to take things in small steps, after all…
Ash grinned up at him, and Lance pretended not to notice the anguish hidden behind blank shields.
It was, after all, fair play.
End Fic
Started 7/16/07
Completed 8/3/07
More Ash tormenting ^^… as if raping him with a needle last time weren’t enough…
Lance is not a nice person, and he plays dirty. There will be a lemon next time though!