Title: Someday (Part IV)
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Ash/Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #33, Punishment
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: AU, Incest, shonen-ai, and shouta. Oh, and annoying OCs

Daniel and Dudley aren’t punished as harshly as one might believe. The starvation earlier helped, and so Lance only makes them clean their room. It’s a huge playroom, and it’s not quite fair to make seven-year olds use a vacuum cleaner, but it could have been a lot worse and Red privately thinks they got off easy.

After all, some very embarrassing things happened while he was hypnotized. Once Father used a potion of crushed Persim berries on him, he recovered. Of course, being held down and fed from a bottle was humiliating, but at least he was cured.

He still remembers kissing Father hungrily, and pinning him down, his hands scrabbling for his Father’s pants. He knows of course, that it’s only mating instinct programmed in a pokémon, but he still blushes every time he thinks about it!

Father isn’t angry though, and has been especially nice to him the past few days. For that Red is grateful, and now, as he soaks in the hot tub and sips on lemonade, smiling at Father, who’s not far away reading some papers, he’s happy.

Lance knows that it’s not Red’s fault, but that doesn’t excuse how his own son could make him unbearably horny. He sighs, and shakes his head. Red is still too young for any sort of relationship like that, and in any case it isn’t proper.

However, Lance has never cared much for propriety, and he really does love Red, and the twins are probably starting to figure it out. Let them.

They aren’t his children. Only Red is his precious child, and though he’ll spend money on all three, only Red receives any love and affection.

It may be cruel of him, but those two worthless humans were foisted on him, and he cares nothing for them.

Red watches as his Father finally puts the report down and strips off his bodysuit, sliding into the water to join him. It’s nice, and they soap each other down and wash each other’s hair.

He rather likes it, but to his shock, he feels that thing between his legs getting hard, even as Father moves the soapy towel over his body in gentle motions.

Lance smiles, and carefully strokes Red’s hardness, feeling the pressure build until his child finally collapses against the wall of the tub, looking dazed.

“That feels… nice.” Red smiles. His Father nods in acknowledgement of his statement, even as he soaps his long hair. They finish their bath, and then dry off with white fluffy towels.

For some reason, Red feels that the touching is special, and when he asks about it, Father nods again, and kisses him.

It’s brief, but his heart starts racing and he blushes.

Father does love him.

Perhaps this is meant to be?

As he follows Father into his bedroom, eager to learn more, he feels as though he could sprout wings and fly.

In their playroom, which is feeling like a dungeon more and more every day, Daniel and Dudley continue to scrub.

End Fic

Completed 9/8/06

Lance hates those kids. But he loves Red!

Red: I knew you were going to get to semi-romance sometime

Lance: *nods*

Phantomness: *Beams*