Title: Slick
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #94, Slick
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Satoshi Tajiri, 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

Red stifled a moan as he glanced at his lover. Lance was wholly engrossed in his paperwork, taking a sip from his mug of tea every few minutes. The Dragon Master had foregone his normal skintight black attire, instead wearing a simple white t-shirt and jeans. That was enough to throw Red’s composure, and the fact that he could see every curve didn’t help much.

The Champion bit his lip as he tried to concentrate on the paper in front of him, but numbers and statistics blurred together into a gray smear.

“Red?”

“Y-yes?” He squeaked.

“Can you pass me that newspaper?”

Red nodded and pulled it out of his leaning tower of paperwork. Lance grinned.

“Thanks, love.”

“Lance! I’m trying to concentrate!” He blushed.

The older trainer raised an eyebrow. “And my asking for a newspaper is distraction?”

Red nodded.

“Then I suppose I’ll have to do something about it…” Lance tapped a finger against his desk, before he stood. “We are supposed to be working, after all…”

“Mmph!” Red blushed, as Lance pinned him down and kissed him.

“But if my Champion can’t focus…” His hand slid lower, between his legs. “I may have to help…”

He arched up, gasping, as Lance’s fingertips slid against heated flesh. Pearly fluid was already trickling from his half-hard cock.

“My, my,” The man teased. “You’re only a little aroused? And here I thought you were panting for my touch, Red. I’ll have to try a little harder…”

The Pallet trainer groaned as Lance worked his pants down. Then, there was a flash of pink tongue.

Oh…

He grasped the arms of his chair as hard as he could as slow, sensuous licks began to cover his shaft. Golden eyes glittered in triumph as Red began to pant.

His eyes fell closed, as he surrendered. This wasn’t quite what he had expected, but it was good too…

Lance gave Red one long, lush lick, before biting down gently on the crown. With a shout, his lover climaxed, sending a thick stream of cum shooting out of his prick. Some of the liquid splattered on Lance’s chest and face.

Smirking, he licked his lips and blinked, clearing it from his eyes. He casually pulled the t-shirt off and wiped his face with it.

Red looked almost mortified, darting glances at him. His swivel chair was wobbling dangerously.

He slid out of it, still trembling from the aftershocks.

“Good thing I wore this instead of my normal clothes, ne?” Lance teased. He gave Red a heated look.

The trainer colored to the tips of his ears. “Mmm…”

“Still wet, love?”

“I think I can hold it in a bit longer.” Red sighed. “Tonight?”

“Tonight.” Lance promised, as Red pushed himself to his feet and glomped him tightly. A few kisses later, they both went back to work.

End Fic

Completed 12/10/07

YES! MY JAPANESE FINAL IS OVER!

Red: *Blush*

Lance: ^^V

Phantomness: Now I can write more! … Well, when I’m not studying for my other finals!