Title: Activated
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Rating: NC-17
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, and PWP
Red swore under his breath as he ducked a hail of bullets. Beside him, Arcanine launched a Fire Blast attack at the Team Rocket members still chasing them through the facility. The sound of shattering glass caught his attention, and only then did he notice the room he was in. Tanks full of pink nutrient gel lined the walls. There were... deformed... things, in most of them.
So these were the experiments…
One cracked open, as the figure inside stepped out. It was a naked man, with long, waist-length scarlet hair and blank golden eyes. Red gulped. Was it going to attack him?
“System Activated…” Lance said in a monotone, as he caught sight of Red. Black metallic armor crawled over his body as he moved in front of his new Master.
“Oh shit!” One of the Rockets swore, releasing his Weezing.
The Weezing immediately attacked Red, who had no time to act. He closed his eyes and waited for the worse. But instead, he heard a clicking sound. When he opened his eyes, he saw Lance holding a gun. The Rocket and his Pokémon were dead.
Lance smirked as knives blurred into existence on his fingers, and he tore through the rest of the Rockets. Red swallowed, feeling slightly ill at the sight of the carnage.
“Master. Shall we leave?” The robot asked quietly.
Red swallowed hard, slightly regretting calling this killing machine to life, but nodded and started walking.
He hadn’t known…
"Where should we go?" He asked.
After a moment, he frowned. “Anywhere, just out of here.” He answered his own question.
“Do you know any safe places?” The trainer asked Lance, still nervous that they would run into Rockets.
Lance's eyes glowed faint red as he scanned his database. “Yes. Which would Master prefer?”
"What are the choices?" Red asked, feeling strange as Lance called him "master" again.
“Safe house #389 in
“Let's go to Lavender.” Red decided. * Even if the Rockets follow us, the Ghost Pokémon will scare them away. * It didn't take long until they reached the town. They descended in front of a small, average-looking house.
Lance opened the door, pressing his fingertips against the identification tablet. Red followed. They found a table and a double bed inside. The fridge and pantry were well stocked with food, as befitted a safe house.
* Looks like we're going to have to spend the night here. * Red thought.
His guard locked the door and checked the windows, before folding up his metallic wings behind his back and kneeling next to Red's chair.
“So, who or what are you, anyways?” Red asked. He wanted to know a few things about Lance, even though he found him good-looking and didn't think he would harm him in any way.
“I am
"Okay, Lance. Why do you keep calling me Master then?" He moved to his second question.
“Because Master is Master.”
Red was the one Lance had imprinted upon when he had awoken from suspended animation. The boy was his owner now, the one whom he would protect at all costs.
Seeing no danger, he retracted his wings. Flight capability disengaged.
Scarlet eyes blinked. “All right. We're going to spend the night here, hope that's not a problem for you.” He said sitting down on the bed. He found Lance even more handsome than before, though he quickly tried to shake the thought off.
"Yes, Master."
Red briefly studied him and finally said. “You don't have to call me that. I mean, if I don't mean anything more to you, just call me Red.”
"Yes, Red." Lance smiled. His new Master looked uncomfortable... he could help with that. He moved to the bed and kissed Red, cupping him between the legs.
The boy didn't really know what to do at first. Once he unfroze, he began to kiss back. Lance's hand was successful too, his Master's dick quickly got erect. Red softly moaned as the man’s tongue started exploring his mouth.
The Angel smirked as he unzipped his Master. Sex helped relieve stress, he knew. And it was his duty to serve his Master in all ways.
This would be pleasurable.
Red felt slightly uncomfortable, but when Lance began stroking his cock, he quit feeling shy. First he whimpered, and then he moaned loudly.
Lance closed his fingers tightly around Red's shaft, before squeezing. Red almost bucked off the bed as he came.
He just lay there totally out of breath before pulling Lance into another kiss.
“We could do a little more,” he said, kicking off his pants and underwear.
Lance grinned. "Yes, we could." His armor melted away completely, as Red got a good look at his nude body.
He could definitely say he liked what he saw. For a moment he just studied the masculine body. It looked so perfect – it was planned to be perfect, anyway – and he could see Lance's hard-on. He leaned down and took that length in his mouth, slowly sucking and licking.
Red hadn’t given head before, but he was willing to try. Submitting to such a powerful man was an extreme turn-on.
He stopped before Lance reached the peak, lying down on the bed and spreading his legs, giving his Angel a coy look.
Lance smiled. His Master wanted to sub? Very well. He slid his now slick organ into Red's virgin hole, breaking him brutally. The child whined a little, motionless in surprise and pain, but soon he adjusted to the size, relaxing around Lance. He obviously felt more comfortable bottoming. He moved a bit, giving Lance a hint that he was ready.
The android placed his hands on Red's hips to steady him and began to thrust deeper inside. He began slamming the boy onto his rod, sensing that maybe Red wanted pain. He wanted to make his Master feel good...
His thrusts got harder and harder, breaking through the fine line between "tough" and "brutal", and Red screamed – anyone else would have thought it was in pain, but in reality, it was ecstasy. It didn't take long before Red's pleasure reached its climax and the boy came with another loud scream.
Lance smirked, satisfied. He had pleased his Master well...
Red panted up at Lance, dazed. That had been the best sex he'd ever had...
The Angel smiled. “Master Red?”
“Brilliant.” Red murmured, and pulled Lance close.
The android kissed him, and watched as Red fell into a delicious sleep. He had done well.
End Fic
Completed 12/9/07
So no love, really, but PWP is fun too! ^^V
Red: *Hugs Lance*
Lance: *Smirk* Even when I’m a robot you still want to be uke, ne?
Red: *Blush*