Title: Ceremony
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Ash/Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #5, Oil, Sex/One’s Nature Magic
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, exhibitionism, fanon

It was completely and utterly ridiculous. They both knew it, so why were they going through with it?

“Doesn’t it hurt?” Red asked, worried.

Lance smirked up at him, which was an amazing feat, considering that there was chains of electrum locked about his wrists and ankles, chaining him to a stone alter with his arms and legs spread. “No.”

“But I hate this. It’s like we’re performing…”

Lance’s eyes glittered as Red leaned in to kiss him. “Then we’d better perform well, hadn’t we?”

Red had no immediately reply to that.

Honestly when he had become Champion, he had never imagined that he would be having public sex with the Dragon Master to save the world.

… Who knew about these kinds of things anyway?

But in any case, it was ‘necessary’, so he was putting up with it. He was a tad unnerved by the TV cameras and the fact that there were drooling girls clustered around, outside the barrier they had put up, but he wasn’t going to bother about it now.

It was all right.

They could do this.

It wasn’t like this was the first time or anything, but he just didn’t want anyone to see. Sex was supposed to be private, wasn’t it? But… they had to save the world, and it all came down to this.

Lance stared up at him with trust shining in his eyes, and Red nodded. It was now or never. He took a deep breath to fortify himself, and then leaned down and kissed Lance.

After that, things were relatively simple.

The mechanics were familiar, and Red lost himself to everything but sensation. He emptied his mind of the lights flashing outside, forgot about the world itself, even as Lance’s nails cut into his shoulders and shrill cries were torn from both of their throats. All that mattered at the moment was the feel of skin against skin, and pleasure that was almost pain escalating until it burned in their hearts…!

Finally, it was over, and as they came back to themselves, they noticed that they were glowing.

“Can they see us?” Lance asked, and his voice was sharper, even as wings of silversteel glittered on his back and solidified, even as his form shimmered, covered with long robes and armor.

“No.” Red grinned back, red eyes hard and dilating into bloody gold, black-feathered wings rising from his back even as golden armor covered his form.

“Good…” Lance purred. “So I guess it worked after all…”

End Fic

Completed 8/29/06

*Goes to scrub brain out*

… More of Phantomness fanon goodness!

Lance: You suck, Phantomness

Phantomness: I know that. Now quit harping at me or I’ll write you in a lemon with Misty and Gary