Title: Addicted to your touch
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Red/Ash)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #6, Addicted to Your Touch
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, shota

It’s wrong, he knows it’s wrong, but sometimes, he doesn’t really care. He’s not supposed to do any of these things until he’s eighteen, and most certainly he shouldn’t be with another boy, but…

But he can’t help himself, and he writhes under Lance’s hands as the Dragon Master smirks and bends down to kiss him, golden eyes bright. He couldn’t stop himself even if he wanted to, and as Lance holds him close, and he feels their hearts beating in synch, he melts like some silly schoolgirl.

Lance tastes like darkness, he thinks, something forbidden, and he gasps as he feels his fingers close around a nipple. “L-Lance…”

“Shhh…” The Leader of the Elite Four soothes, and Red twitches as that voice washes over him. Intoxicating. He’s never going to get enough, and he’s quite sure he’s resigned to his fate already. He whimpers as Lance nudges his legs apart, and flicks his tongue against the tip of his throbbing cock.

He’s caught, and kept, and really, as Lance purrs and takes him, he doesn’t care.

End Fic

Completed 12/13/06

Red: *Blushing*

Lance: *Smirk*

Phantomness: *Pose* Yay! More championshipping!