Whee! Another chapter!

Disclaimer: I don’t own pokemon. It belongs to Nintendo and Shogakukan comics. This is non-profit, non-copyright infringing fanfic written by me and I own it.

Warnings: Championshipping shonen-ai (Ash x Lance), possible insanity and violence and death and sexual references, this will get booted up to an NC-17 rating. Oh dear… well, feel free to skip the lemon scene in the middle of this chapter.

Chapter 3

 

            “So.” Misty said. “You have any other hobbies?”

            “I like swimming and ice skating and hiking, stuff like that.” Ash said. “But I don’t like sports.”

            “Wow! I like swimming too! We should go together sometime.” Misty said. Inwardly, she cheered. * Yes! This one’s mine! *

            “Maybe.’ Ash said, peeling an orange.

            He ate it section by section slowly. Marianne had recovered from her shock, and was now leaning close in again.

            < She’s certainly determined. >

            < Tell me, > Ash replied, before he snapped his fingers. All of a sudden, the buttons on Marianne’s peacock-blue silk dress popped off as she gained ten pounds in as many seconds.

            Marianne screamed.

            Misty gulped. “I’ll take her to the nurse.” She said, taking Marianne’s hand and running off, leaving Ash alone.

            Ash happily ate the rest of his lunch in peace.

 

            < Wasn’t that a bit… mean? > Lance asked.

            < No one noticed… >

            < That’s not what I meant. >
            < Well, it was her fault. I already warned her. > Ash sent back. < Why are you taking her side? >

            < I’m not, kawaii koi. >

            Ash blushed as Lance kissed him, the spirit smiled brightly, glad no one else could see him.

            < Yes… >

            < You want me? >

            < Hai. > Ash whispered.

 

************************WARNING: POSSIBLE LEMON SCENE! FEEL FREE TO SKIP IT! IF UNDERAGE AND YOU READ THIS, IT’S YOUR FAULT! ******************************

 

 

 

 

            Lance deepened the kiss, as spirit gave way to flesh, his fingers fluttering over Ash’s hardness, as the child flushed. How cute… but first, they had to get all of those clothes out of the way…

            Invisibility surrounded them, as pieces of silky fabric and armor went flying in the mad scramble.

            Ash whimpered; the Dragon master was such a tease! But it didn’t matter…didn’t matter if he hurt him, didn’t matter…

            Lance-chan was his everything.

            Everything….

            Mind numbed on a wave of pleasure, he didn’t care about the world at the moment, or school, for that matter…

            So cold and sweet and perfect… he thought vaguely, as he kissed the older boy again. Yes…

            The fingers coaxed another cry out of him, and he blushed further, but all would be well…

            Mine…

            Dipping lower and brushing against the entrance, they slipped deeply in and probed. He gave another cry of mingled pain and pleasure.

           

            You are mine, my little one. No one else will ever have you. And the little one was so plaint and warm beneath him, as he thrust himself in, eliciting another gasp of pleasure.

            Fingers brushed along hardened nipples, pinching one and then the other, as the little one moaned.

            Sheathed completely in that warm body, yes… he pushed in harder, careful though, he wouldn’t hurt the little one. Wouldn’t make him bleed.

            Sweet and warm and perfect…

            You are mine, you can’t run, and you won’t run because I’m your protection from the world, don’t you see?

            Cry for me.

            He bit down, and the little one cried out, creamy seed spilling over the soft grass and his body. He licked his lips, such a sweetling…

            A few more thrusts and ecstasy tossed them both over the shore in a wave. Pulling out, he watched the little one to make sure he was fine.

            Love-bright innocence shone back at him. Perfect.

            I’ll love you forever.

            Kawaii little one…

 

            Ash blushed as Lance bent down, taking his shaft in his lips, and suckled, all traces of orgasm rapidly vanishing. But he was so hard and Lance was so warm…

            He cried out, spilling his seed into that waiting mouth. The Dragon Master licked his lips and purred.

            < Mine, sweetling, you are mine… >

            < Yes. > Ash gasped, all coherent thought long gone; his only constant the pleasure filling him.

            < Mine. > Lance hissed, a soul-devouring kiss forced past the little one’s lips as he bit down, the red blood shimmering. Golden eyes crazed with lust met brown as madness sparked.

            That was the trouble with teasing the other, Ash thought, but it didn’t matter. Lance didn’t hurt him. It always healed in seconds, either way. Lance-chan had so much power….

            Lance-chan needed the blood and the pain to live, and he understood perfectly, and he would give his guardian anything.

            Anything.

            Even his soul, for eternity, that was no price too high for the love he held in his arms.

            The darkness faded in minutes, as he lay in the other’s arms, his flesh healed over and not a scar left, so warm…

            Warm, yes, warm… he thought vaguely, feeling the other’s organ deep inside of him, brushing against that spot that sent stars through his head every time. The night had passed, and he was still alive and perfectly well.

            < Pretty little one… >

            Ash gasped out one final time, crying his surrender to the world. Lance held him afterwards, letting his catch his breath.

            < You all right, pretty little one? >

            Ash nodded, a brilliant smile splitting his face. < Hai. >

            < I’m sorry, you’ll be late. >

            < I don’t care. >

            He really didn’t care.

            He had the night safe in his arms and it would protect him forever….

 

 

 

 

 

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            Needless to say, Ash was late for class. But it didn’t really matter since old Mrs. Conner was nearly blind and partially deaf as well.

            Everyone slept in her literature class.

            Ash slept as well, he wasn’t learning anything here. The spirit brushed ghostly fingers over his face, so cute…

            < Lance-chan… >

            < Yes, my precious one? >

            < We should do that more often. > Ash thought. < I’d be more willing to come to school. >

            < I’m sure. > The spirit said, eyes sparkling. The necklace was such a convenient spell, time-space linkage was no easy task, but no he could stay with his little one forever…

            And he’d know if he was in danger.

            Pretty, such a pretty little one, I’ll protect you forever

            Forever…

            You are mine.

 

End Chapter

 

I know, I couldn’t resist doing lemon, sorry if you don’t like that. Anyways, I hope you enjoy the fic!

Complete 5/16/04

Lance is nice, but he’s still a darkling. Just in case you couldn’t tell…