Title: Whatever Works
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping/WataShi (Lance x Ash)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #61, Extreme
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: Shonen-ai, light D/S

“Don’t you think that it’s a little extreme?”

“What?” Lance frowned.

“I mean,” Ash plucked a petal off a daisy, before closing his eyes. “You didn’t need to threaten Gary with castration. He was only looking at me.”

“Trust me, I know that look.” The Dragon Master smirked. “He wanted in your pants and you would have let him.”

Ash flushed.

“I don’t share, love. You’re mine, and only mine.” He leaned over the younger trainer, pinning him down.

The boy flailed for a second, arms and legs akimbo, but he was laughing inside.

He liked this possessive side of Lance!

“I’ll hurt anyone else who tries to take you away from me,” Lance purred, gripping Ash’s chin tightly.

“Really?” He chirped.

“Yes.” The older teen covered his lips in a searing kiss. Ash whimpered, feeling heat pool in his groin.

Damn, but Lance was sexy when he was demanding like this!

“You’re all mine.” The redhead smirked, pressing down on the rapidly forming bulge. “I’m the only one who has the right to touch you like this.”

“Y-Yes…” Ash gulped.

“Good.” Lance slipped his fingers out of the boy’s hair, releasing his vice grip. “Now yield.”

And Ash did, eagerly.

End Fic

Completed 11/23/07

I <3 championshipping and hate Comashipping, Palletshipping, Leagueshipping, and many others!

Ash: ^^
Lance: *Molests Ash*