Um… okay… I did not know I could paste an entire interactive web page into a Microsoft word document. Learn something new every day…
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
WARNING: LEMON IN THIS CHAPTER. If that’s not your cup of tea, scroll down past the first paragraph.
Chapter 7
Red yawned as he awoke from another pleasant dream. He was so sleepy that he scarcely noticed he was not alone in bed. When the kisses started, he grew gradually more ware, but it was not until he felt his legs part and something slip between them he groaned and his mind clicked into play. Of course, by that point, he was too aroused to just sit there, so he bucked onto the invading cock eagerly, before splattering his chest and belly with hot seed.
Lance pulled out of him, and Red twitched. He looked up into golden eyes and an amused smile.
“I was wondering how you would find me.” Lance purred.
Red grinned. “I have my ways.”
“Even in a world with no real pokémon?”
Red snuggled his head into the crook of Lance’s shoulder. “Those dreams were very… informative.” He responded, flicking out his tongue to trace a curve.
Lance smirked. “Oh?”
“Yes…” Red whimpered, bucking his hips. “Why did you stop?”
“You seemed unable to enjoy it.”
Red glared, before he nudged his lover’s legs further apart. “We can argue that another time.”
“I rather like this assertive side of you.” Lance hissed, and Red entered him quickly, hearing him gasp.
“I know.”
They lay sated in each other’s arms later, as Red let Lance pet him. He rather liked being petted. “So it was the games? That was how you were doing it?”
“I would have thought that was obvious.”
Red nodded, glancing at Poliwhirl’s poke ball. “You stacked the deck for me this time. I remembered…”
“Only a little.”
“What about Heir Apparent?”
Lance had the grace to look sheepish. “You had good taste?”
“In magic rings, or in consorts?”
“In both. You have no idea how relieved I was when Phoebe turned you into gold.”
Red blushed. “Um… I’m sorry about that.”
“Don’t be. You didn’t know.”
“It didn’t feel right either…”
“I expected as such. Do you remember now, Red? How much do you remember?”
Red shrugged. “Just the cards and what I have to do, mostly. I don’t get a comprehensive rundown of ever life that you do. Mine’s more like Charlotte’s…”
“Efficient. Only one Chronicler is needed.”
“I guess so…”
“Do you miss me?”
“Of course I do!”
“Yes, it was rather flattering… that you bought all of those movies…”
Red blushed to match his namesake. “How was I supposed to know that they were real memories on tape?”
“You didn’t, and you weren’t.”
“I’m a little jealous.” Red continued. “I don’t want anyone else to be able to see you or have you. I want you to be only mine.”
“Love, didn’t you notice?”
“Notice what?”
“You were the only person in the theater. Lorelei made sure of it.”
Red snapped his fingers. “Oh! Of course she would be helping you. It all makes sense now…”
“Does it?”
“Mm.” Red hugged Lance tightly. “I’m glad I found you again. And I don’t really mind your tampering.” He winked.
“It would hardly count. I designed the game after all.”
“Did you? That’s cool.”
“Well, so now you know.”
“I know.” Red murmured. “And this is so much better than Virtual Reality.”
Lance just chuckled.
End Chapter
END FIC! YATTA!
Completed 8/18/06
You know, I really hate copying people and plagiarists. Maybe that’s why my fics, even those based on stories, books, movies, songs, and what have you, never go exactly the same way…
Of course, in this case, I’ve jumped off the castle and taken a flying leap into the dragon’s lair. Or something.