Title: Smile
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Red/Ash)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #3, Put your happy face on or Smile
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: AU, shonen-ai, vampires, shota, PWP

“What are you doing out so late at night, Red?” Lance frowned his cloak of black silk rustling behind him as he descended, recalling Aerodactyl with a flick of his wrist. “You know it’s not safe…”

Red turned, smiling as he saw the Dragon Master. “I was waiting for you.” He said quietly.

Lance blinked, twice. “Waiting for me?” He’d been in Houen for five weeks, arguing over trade relations with Steven, and now he wanted nothing more than to return to his rooms and sleep for a few days straight. Oh, and maybe some chocolate…

Red nodded. “I missed you.”

Oh. Well… he held out his arms, as Red threw himself into his embrace with a happy smile, frowning at how cold the Champion felt. It was really too late for him to be standing out here alone… was he sick?

Red nuzzled him, almost licking his neck, and Lance’s eyes grew wide as he pushed the boy away. “R-Red…”

“What?” Red asked, crimson eyes downcast. “Don’t you like me?”

“I do, but… you… you’re too…”

“I’m too young?” Red asked sadly. “Is that why?”

“Well…” Lance began, but than Red kissed him, and he blinked twice, startled at the child’s boldness. But being kissed did feel nice, and he was tired, and surely, if it were just kissing…

Somehow, they managed to make it into the Plateau, and he was vaguely aware of palming the door to his room open, and by the time the bed entered into the equation he shut his brain up and just enjoyed the sensations. A pinprick of pain was hardly important as Red’s hands roved over his chest, and he sighed and succumbed.

He woke up the next morning, feeling curiously drowsy – and hungry. Red was watching him, perched on the edge of the bed, hair tousled and wearing a long-sleeved t-shirt that was clearly too large for him and only halfway buttoned, revealing pale flesh. Lance licked his lips, smiling.

“Are you… all right?” Red asked shyly.

The Dragon Master stared at him. “Am I all right? I’m fine. What about you? Did I hurt you last night?” The events were a colored blur, but he remembered slippery flesh and contact-high of sensation, and he flushed. He’d been well and thoroughly seduced, that was for sure….

Well, he’d never expected that from the Champion! Perhaps Red wasn’t as innocent as he had believed.

Red beamed, and hugged him tightly. Lance returned it, even as his hand slipped between Red’s thighs, brushing against him. Red whimpered, startled, and Lance kissed him, tasting… sweetness.

Mm…

Red let his eyes fall closed as Lance broke the kiss, trailing sharp fingers down his neck, to his throat, before he leaned forwards and his fangs pierced his skin. Blood bubbled up, and the Dragon Master fed, almost purring…

The Champion groaned, but allowed Lance as much as he wished, before he pulled back, with a slightly perplexed expression.

“… You changed me.”

“Yes.” Red nodded. “I wanted you to stay with me forever.”

Lance ran his tongue over his fangs with a smile. “Well, I know people have been… talking about me, what with my style of dress and all, but this is the first time it’s been true.”

Red colored as Lance pulled him close, chest to chest. “I…”

“Shh,” Lance crooned, and Red felt his eyes glazing over slightly before he shook the feeling off. Lance was using hypnosis, and not even aware of it! He would surely be a strong vampire, and then Red would have someone to protect him and cuddle him and sleep with…

“So, anything I should know about, Red? Crosses? Sunlight? Garlic?”

Red stifled a moan as he felt a sharp fingertip graze his left nipple. “N-Not really… sunblock lotion… and… stay away from paprika…”

Lance filed that away, as he bent his head down and lapped delicately at Red’s other nipple. Red arched his hips against the older trainer, startled, as Lance flipped him onto the bed and closed his mouth over his throbbing cock. He thrust unashamedly into that warm mouth, even as Lance fellated him expertly, before he felt sharp pain pierce the tip and he came hard in surprise.

Lance swallowed with a pleased expression, even as Red stared at the bloody spots on his shaft. Odd. He’d never thought… but then again, he’d never wanted anyone else before… as he watched, the injury healed instantly and Lance shot him an unrepentant grin.

“Well?”

“You’re evil…” Red said, but there was no heat in it.

Lance just smirked, as Red flopped down next to him and pulled him into another kiss. He could get used to this.

End Fic

Completed 12/25/06

I love vacations! Less pressure… movies…good, fattening food all day…

Red got to be seme for a bit! ^^