Title: Taste
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Ash/Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #17, Taste
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, incest, potential shota

“Father…” Red purred, as he climbed onto his Father’s lap. “Play with me…”

Lance glanced up from his report. “Why?”

“Because I’m bored…” Red whined, though he knew his Father didn’t mind. He leaned his head against his Father’s shoulder, listening to the comforting sound of his heartbeat.

“My, my… perhaps someone needs a few new lessons in obedience…” Lance suggested, setting his pen down. The new social security bill could wait…

Red just grinned, as Lance kissed him. Lance tasted faintly of mint and chocolate. He sighed, before their kiss broke.

“I’m sorry,” Lance said, even as his hand slipped between Red’s legs, “But I won’t be able to properly do anything until I finish this.”

Red shrugged. “I suppose I can… wait a little longer.” He stifled a gasp, before his eyes sparked red flame. Oh yes…

Lance’s fingers tightened. “Better?” His voice slid over Red’s skin like oil, honey-sweet.

Red nodded wordlessly, feeling a tightening in his balls as he moaned. Lance withdrew his hand and licked his fingers clean, enjoying the taste of his child’s juices. Red watched, enraptured, as his Father finished.

“Later.” Lance repeated, and despite Red’s luxurious wriggling, turned back to his paperwork.

Red frowned, but decided to enjoy what he had, and closed his eyes as he began to stroke…

End Fic

Completed 10/17/06

I know I’m a sick little bunny ^^

Lance: Yes you are!

Red: *Blush*