Title: Only One Phone Call Away
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Ash/Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #43, Tactician

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

Warnings: Voyeurism, Exhibitionism, Sex, Shonen-ai, Shota, and Masturbation

 

            “He obviously has a weak spot.” Giovanni steeped his fingers together. “Really, we just have to find it.”

            Jessie sighed. “Boss, you know that I appreciate everything you’ve done for us, but we’ve been chasing that Pikachu for six years and failed. What’s the chance we’ll actually capture it this time?”

            “That’s why you need to be more assertive!” Giovanni slammed a fist onto the table. Then he frowned thoughtfully.

            “You’re right, Jessie. You and James are incompetent in regards to this child! Perhaps I should assign another team to deal with the problem.”

            James and Meowth looked at each other in trepidation. “Who do you have in mind, Boss?”

            “Why Butch and Cassidy of course! From now on, you two will have another assignment. Dismissed!”

            The trio left his office, deep in thought. On one hand, they felt rather like magnificent failures. After all, they still had not captured Pikachu, even given their generous time allotted. But on the other hand…

            Maybe they could get their touch back. Ash was a magnet for trouble after all. Being around him could cause mental instability, right? Of course right!

 

            Of course Ash, being Ash, had little idea really, that this was happening. All he cared about was the fact that Team Rocket seemed to have let up. Not having to deal with daily Pikachu thefts was very nice. He lounged in the warm bathwater, before a sudden beeping sound alerted him to his cell phone. Wrapping a towel around his waist, he checked to see whom the call was from.

            “Hello, kawaii one.” The familiar voice came in. “How are you?”

            Ash giggled as he sat down on the edge of the tub. “I was wondering when you’d call.”

            “Oh? That eager to hear my voice, little kitten?”

            “Mm…” Ash purred, something that would have severely disturbed his traveling companions, had they but known of this.

            “How fortuitous.” Lance’s voice was smoky sooth, and Ash could felt his body responding eagerly. “I wish I could see you again, but…”

            “It’s all right. That weekend we spent together after we saved the world from Groudon and Kyogre was wonderful.”

            “So, what were you doing when I called?” Lance’s voice was teasing, and Ash’s free hand dropped to his cock as he spread his legs slightly.

            “I was taking a bath.”

            “Were you?” Lance sounded almost interested, more interested than he had been earlier. “And what are you doing now, my precious?”

            “Touching myself to the sound of your voice.”

            Lance chuckled, and Ash belatedly realized that the video feed on his pokédex was on. He grinned as he moved the machine, giving Lance a better view.

            “Oh… you are lovely.” Lance’s smirk was audible over the phone. “Such a pretty little prick you have.”

            “I wish you were here…I’m all yours after all…” Ash moaned, feeling him self grow harder. The thought of Lance watching was arousing, and it did not take more than a few strokes before he came hard.

            Lance’s voice whispered sweet nothings, and he sighed as he hungrily licked his own come off his body, wishing it were his lover’s.

            “By the way,” Lance spoke, though his voice was tight, and Ash knew he had knocked another chip of ice out of the Dragon Master’s armor, “I’m free this weekend. Which city are you in?”

            “Rustboro again, just for a short while.”

            “See you there, then.” Lance purred, and Ash nodded, before he kissed Lance goodbye and turned his pokédex off. He could hardly wait!

            Back at the Plateau, no one saw the Dragon Master collapse, fingers frantically working over hardened flesh, as he mouthed his lover’s name.

 

End Fic

Completed 9/6/06

… Uh, yeah... I have no idea how the fic turned out like this, but whatever works!