Title: Metamorphosis
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Ash/Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #37, Butterfly

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, vampirism, sex

 

            Lance studied the fallen form of the Champion impassively. The others of the Elite Four shifted nervously, not quite sure what to do.

            “Do not tell the media of this incident yet.” Lance said, as he bent down and picked Red up easily in his arms.

            “Lance, you’re insane!” Bruno barked. “You can’t help him! Look at him! He’s going to bleed to death!”

            “Not if I can help it, Bruno. But I would rather conduct my experiments without an audience. Lorelei, if you would?”

            “Of course, Lance.” His cousin flashed him a grin as she sketched a figure in the air. Her Jynx popped out of her poke ball, and created a lump of ice. Using her lipstick, Lorelei drew little ‘X’ marks on the wrists and ankles.

            Bruno froze. It could be the ice cuffs that had suddenly formed on his body, or it could be self-preservation. Whatever the case, he allowed Lance to pass unmolested.

 

            Lance laid Red down on his bed, before he smiled. Letting his fangs elongate, he leaned forwards and pierced the Champion’s throat. A strained gurgle sounded, but Red relaxed as Lance drew his lifeblood from him. Slowly, his breathing stopped, slowed, and his heartbeat stilled finally.

            Satisfied, the Dragon Master waited for the Champion to wake. It would not take long, no, not long at all, before his Child was born anew.

 

            Red moaned as he fought his way towards life again. He twitched as his eyes opened. He noticed automatically that Lance was sitting next to him, but paid it no attention.

            There was something else that demanded his study.

            Lance smiled and held out a hand. “Come,” He crooned. Red obeyed without thinking, climbing onto Lance’s lap as Lance wrapped his arms around his waist.

            There…

            He felt sharp teeth pierce skin, and then his senses were overwhelmed with the feeling of bliss. He lapped at the life-giving liquid until finally, his hunger was sated.

            Lance ran clawed fingers through his hair. “Shh…”

 

            Red blinked, finally realizing where he was and what he had been doing. “You’re not human.” He accused.

            “Neither are you now.”

            “I… can I keep my pokémon?”

            Lance blinked. “Of course. Whatever gave you the idea you couldn’t?”

           

            “Oh good.” Because he would hate to have to give up Vee, his precious Espeon, and all the others…

            Another thought struck him. “I suppose I’ll have to drink blood now?”

            “Well, for the first month, I’ll feed you. Afterwards, you will have to find your own food.”

            Red nodded, understanding. “Does pokémon blood work?”

            “Quite well, actually. Why would you want to drink human blood?”

            Red blinked, before he shook his head. Perhaps those horror movies had not gotten everything right...

            “Oh. You’ll pick up a bit of the pokémon’s powers too.”

            “That’s useful.”

            “You have no idea. The only reason I’m not afraid of all those things – garlic and running water, sunlight and flame – are due to my dragons.”

            Red hummed, wondering. Would his pokémon hate him?

 

            The next day, he whimpered as Lance fed him. He couldn’t help it. It was just that… he could feel Lance right next to him, and it was arousing…

            But at least he held out for two weeks.

 

            Red’s pokémon had been surprised, but they understood it was necessary. Vee had offered almost instantly to let him feed, followed by Aeroy and Poli and Gyara and all the rest…

            They were so nice, but he believed Lance that it would be dangerous the first month. He had not yet learned to control his bloodlust. It would come in time.

            Still, he wished Vee would stop making naughty suggestions. He wasn’t interested in Lance in that way. Really!

            Vee just flicked her ears and told him he was being silly.

 

            Lance wondered when he should break the news to Red as Red sighed and floated in the pool with his pokémon. Luckily, some of Lance’s dragon protection had transferred over. Red still burned easily in sunlight – such a pity, so Lance hadn’t allowed him outside until after the sun set.

            He would keep his Child safe.

 

            Red yawned. “It will never work, Gyara. He doesn’t like me that way.”

            You’ve never asked, so how would you know?

            “I just do. Besides, he and Lorelei are together.”

            If you say so…

 

            Lance watched, amused, as Ptera whispered. So Red’s Aerodactyl thought Red wanted him? How amusing.

            Of course, the invisible strings between a fledgling vampire and his Sire would influence feelings slightly, but they needed a base to work upon.

            If that meant Red… well, that bore looking into.

           

            “Hungry?”

            Red nodded as he saw Lance approach. He could feel his fangs slide out as Lance sat down next to the pool.

            “Well, you’d better get out soon then.”

            Red obeyed quickly, toweling himself dry as he settled in Lance’s lap again. Lance tilted his head backwards exposing his throat, and Red groaned inwardly.

            His Sire was truly temptation personified.

            It would be so easy to give in, and he sighed as he felt hot blood bubbling along his tongue. He wanted more, so much more than just this touch.

            Lance smiled as he felt Red begin to move against him. Soon, Red came with a sigh of relief, before he realized exactly what he had done.

            He had just humped himself to orgasm against Lance!

            A mortified blush covered his face and he turned to flee, but Lance caught his wrist.

            “Let me go!”

            “Oh no, not until you return the favor…” Lance purred.

            Red blinked owlishly. Did Lance mean…? He paled, as Lance unfastened the cords on his cloak and tossed it to the ground beneath them.

            “Come.”

            A moment of hesitation, but it was all the time Lance heeded to push him down and kiss him. Red arched up into that, his mind shutting down. His body wanted this, and why would sleeping with Lance be bad?

            Lance had saved his life after all, hadn’t he?

 

            Strong fingers parted his legs, and he exhaled sharply as he felt Lance enter him. The feeling was exquisite, and he surrendered to the grasp of ecstasy quickly. Moments later, he felt Lance kiss him again as he slid out.

            Oh yes

            “Lance?” He managed to get out; amazed he could still speak. The Dragon Master frowned turning to look at him with an indescribable expression.

            Red swallowed, but forged on bravely. “Can we do that again?”

            Lance smiled. “Of course, my precious Child. Of course...”

 

End

Completed 7/25/06

Vampire! Lance reappears! ^^ Hey, there’s a bit more Lime in this one, ne?

Red: *Glomps Lance*

Lance: *Smirky smile*

Phantomness: ^^V