Title: A Champion’s True Lies
Authors: Shadow/Phantomness and Neph Champion
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Red/Ash)
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. Game-verse

Warnings: Fanon, het, established relationship, PWP, BDSM, exhibitionism

 

Red stumbled into the house really late one night.

“What kept you so late?” Lance asked.

Red looked up. “Paperwork. I hate all this pretending, Lance!”

Lance winced. "I can tell."

He went over and hugged her, trailing pale blue light over her arms.

Red sighed, leaning into him. "I don't know what I'd do without you Lance..."

"Go mad, I assume."

Red laughed. Laughed at the hilarity of in all. Just an hour ago, she had been given the mission of killing her husband. President Goodman had been rather adamant about it.

Apparently, the rift between Kanto and Johto was irreparable.

 

"Oh?" Lance chuckled. "My, my. How ironic."

“I guess they think we're just lovers.” Red shrugged, as Lance pulled her into a kiss. “But if I killed you, who would take care of me?” She asked.

"Oh, I don't know..." Lance slipped a hand between her legs. "Ooh, naughty girl. You're wearing the piercings?"

Red giggled with a wicked smile on her face. “That and more, Master…”

Lance leaned over and took off her t-shirt; revealing that underneath, she was wearing no bra. “What would they think if they knew what their Champion got up to, I wonder?”

She shrugged. She didn't really care...

 

Lance stroked her little nubbin. “Now, how are we going to pull off your killing of me?”

“You actually want to do it?”

"Love," Lance grinned, "I do have shape-shifting abilities... and it might be fun."

"Ok..." Red arched against her husband's fingertips. "What, are you going to be a girl now?"

"No. I can be a pokemon, you know..." Lance reminded her.

 

Red's eyes glittered. “And so, you’ll preferably be a very powerful one that likes to Mate me? Maybe a Salamance or a Flygon…”

Lance smirked. “I haven't tried one of those yet...”

“So, I've got a month...” Red grinned. “They want me to seduce you first before I finis you off. And after that, well, I'll go off to Houen and catch a Flygon.” She winked.

“Oh, so I'm allowed to have rampant public sex with you so my death looks convincing?”

"I think so!" Red giggled.

"Look, but don't touch." Lance agreed.

Their relationship was wild, and they kept their marriage a closely guarded secret. Not that either of them minded.

They had gotten married about a year after Red became Kanto Champion.

Shortly after, Indigo City had become a huge gambling center with prostitutes on every street and drug dealing. The Jennies didn't even bother with keeping order any more. As long as there weren't any riots, they were fine with it. And on top of that, the Kanto government hated the fact that Johto also used the Plateau for their league! If they knew their own Champion had married the Johto Champion... Well, there would be hell to pay!

But as long as the right officials were bribed, both governments looked the other way. That was one of the reasons their marriage was so heavily guarded.

"Idiots." Red murmured, as she kissed Lance.

He gave her a fond smile in response.

 

The next day it began.

Red invited Lance to go out for a drink with her after their meeting.

Goodman grinned when he saw the Dragon Master accept. Red would have him in love with her in no time! Once he was hooked, it would be easy for her to kill him.

He would never have to deal with the meddling upstart again! Kanto was superior! Now, things would be fine!

 

< It's nice to be able to do this for once. > Red said to Lance.

< It's so ironic! > Lance agreed. They sat at the bar while Red slid a hand up his thigh, swirling her strawberry daiquiri around.

< To be able to act like a married couple for once…>

< Quite. > Lance agreed. He tossed down the rest of his drink. "Champion..."

< And I get to flirt with you! > She grinned.

"Yes?" Red giggled. < We get to do things we usually wouldn't dare do! I like it. > She admitted.

< So do I, love. > Lance flushed. “I-I'll buy you another drink.”

"Really?" She blushed. "O-ok..."

 

< Is it wrong that I'm enjoying this? > Red wondered, as Lance bought her another drink. Pina colada. Mmm…

< Why should it be? We are married. I’m entitled to flirt with my wife, ne? > Lance grinned, seeing her cheeks tinting. < So, up for playing innocent virgin? >

< Sure! > Red giggled. < Stupid Goodman doesn't know that we are madly in love with each other and have been for years. > She grinned.

< Yes. Though I can't say that you're quite innocent or a virgin any more. > Lance wrapped his arm around her waist as her eyes began to lose their focus. Apparently there had been quite a lot of alcohol in that last martini.

“Red?"

“What?” Red giggled. < I guess not. Since you took my innocence long ago, Dragon Master… >

 

Lance undid the first button of her jeans. “Are you flirting with me?”

"Maybe..." Red looked up at him adoringly. "Can I tell you a secret...?"

"Sure." The man pulled down her zipper.

“I've liked you for a long time,” She giggled some more. “In fact... I think I love you.” Her face resembled her namesake now.

"Ahh..." He smiled. < And you do, don't you? > He reached in between her legs and tugged on one of her hoops.

< Yep! More then anything in the world! >

Lance stroked her for a few minutes as he secretly slid her piercings out. It wouldn’t do for anyone to find them.

 

The bartender, who was also Goodman's spy, was trying not to goggle. Red was sure talented...

She pulled off the naive act so well!

She was all over Lance! She was so lucky too, having the eye of their boss. He wished he got paid as much as she did.

The Johto Champion leaned forwards. "Do you want me, Red?"

Red nodded. A very dark blush was splashed across her cheeks.

< Good thing we left the rest of your toys at home today. > Lance sent, as he kissed her, before sliding a finger into her moist entrance. < Might be hard to explain... >

< Yeah. > She giggled and pulled him onto the dance floor. < You'd better make me virgin tight to make it convincing, Mate. >

< Oh, I'll do that. > Lance said. They began to dance so close together that his hips were grinding into hers. Red knew she was leaking fluids all over Lance's crotch. She didn't care. They could finally act like every other couple for once!

 

< You're all hard for me, Mate... > Lance nodded, as he freed himself and slid into her, between one beat of the music and the next.

< Oohh! > Claret eyes widened on the outside. < I love you Lance... >

"L-Lance..."

“I'm going to take your innocence now, Champion…” Lance hissed.

Red looked up at him with a smile. "Ok..."

Lance groaned. "So tight..." He began to push in. Her eyes widened in pain. Lance wasn't kidding when he said he'd tightened her.

< When you say tight you mean it! > She crimsoned. "I've always admired you, Lance..."

"Really..." Lance bucked his hips harder. "Why?" < Of course. >

“It's the way you never lose control of your emotions and the way you hold yourself, and you’re handsome and…” < Love you. >

She would have said more, but that was when Lance finally broke her and she screamed.

 

< Love you too, so much... > Lance kept a tight grip on her as she began to climax.

The whole club was watching them now. Every eye was fixed on the couple on the dance floor.  Several catcalls and whistles broke out.

Red hid a smirk. < All yours... and only yours. They can stare all they want, but they can't have me. >

Lance had a deadly smirk on his face. He slid out of Red, as several men in the crowd gaped at the sight of his slick cock.

“Good god, man, you're hung like a bleeding dragon!” One yelled.

< Well, you are The Dragon Master. > Red giggled.

 

How had that thing fit into her tiny body?

Red pretended to fall against him limply. < Shall we drag this out for a while? >

< Mind if I rape you over one of those pool tables before taking you home? >

< Not at all~! >

"Lucky son of a bitch." One of the men got up to buy another beer. “The Champion’s smoking!”

The other guys nodded, and all the girls were jealous of Red. Lance was quite handsome.

"Lucky girl..." muttered a waitress.

Lance turned to the crowd. “Well, considering my conquest, free drinks all around!”

At that, the patrons cheered.

 

He lay Red on a pool table and spread her legs, casually stroking her petals. Thick, white cum was oozing out.

Red looked up at him. She seemed slightly frightened.

"I'm not done yet, slut." Lance grinned. "Why don't you wrap those pretty little lips of yours around this?" He pointed to his length.

Eagerly, she nodded. A few of her male fans were there too. They were trying to hide the fact that they were watching her suck Lance's cock. Some of the other men were even masturbating while they watched.

She tried not to laugh as she sucked her husband off. Oh, if only they knew...

Lance gave a guttural cry as he spurted, gobs of streaky semen coating Red's face and chest when she couldn't swallow it all.

The Champion panted when he pulled out. She licked her lips. < Mmm. >

Lance swept her up in his arms. "I think I'll take you home with me..." His voice was dark.

Red gave a little nod, dazed.

 

< There's no way they'll suspect anything. > Red sent.

< Not with that performance, no! > He chuckled. < And your ring is under your glove, so...>

Lance walked out, to many cheers.

Red wasn't too surprised when Lance released his Phantasmeon and they both warped home.

< How long do you want to drag this out for? >

< Well, if Goodman's not convinced yet... a week? >

< Ok! > She cheered.

The Dragon Master looked rather pleased.

Red stretched luxuriously. "I think we fooled them nicely."

Lance nodded watching her.

"Did I hurt you?"

"Nope!" Red grinned. "They all wanted me."

“But you're mine... By right…”

"Of course!" She leaned up and kissed him. "You are hung like a dragon though. And you cum gallons!" She rubbed her stomach.

Lance grinned and pulled off her left glove. "Good thing you wear gloves."

Her wedding ring was delicate silver with a black stone.

Red nodded. She smirked. "This is fun."

 

“If I hadn’t taken advantage of you there, someone else might have.”

Suddenly, her eyes lit up. < I have an idea… >

"Do tell!"

She slid the ring off. < You could ask me to marry you before I off you. >

< How delightfully evil. > Lance pocketed it. < Wonderful idea. >

< I will miss the weight, but, > Red giggled. < It'll be worth it. >

"Want to pretend I got you pregnant too?"

< Sure! How are you going to do that? >

< Well... > Lance says. < All you have to do is pretend to have weird cravings... >

Red pouted.

< And be very aroused whenever I talk to you. >

The Kanto League Champion nodded. < Ok! >

< And one more thing, > Lance began to shimmer, turning into a Flygon. < We need to practice. >

 

Red nodded. < You are magnificent love. > She grinned.

< And I suppose it helps that I'm the only one wild enough for you, ne? >

The girl blushed and nodded. She grinned as he licked her face, before sliding his tongue into her mouth.

Red giggled.

Lance slid one of his claws into her opening. Surprised, she gasped. Lance worked the claw in deeper, sliding the other two claws into her ass. Red was openly bleeding.

She shivered in delight. Lance knew her so well…

< Hmm. You’re so ready for me already? >

< Yes~! >

Lance grinned. He pulled his claws back out, and rumbled. Red ran her hands down his scales, finding his sheath. She began to lick him there.

She grinned.

This would be an enjoyable week.

 

Eight days later…

 

"I...hate you!" Red pulled a gun out of her jacket and shot Lance three times through the chest. "And it's your fault I got pregnant!"

The ring he'd wanted to present her with fell from his fingers.

Goodman grinned.

Red sniffed. Then she picked up the ring, dusted it off and put it on. The President was a bit surprised at how heartless she was, but it was to be expected.

“Can I have a vacation now, since I've completed my mission?”

"Sure." He didn't even notice that she had put the ring on her left ring finger...

Red teleported home.

 

Lance smirked. "Ditto did a good job, then?"

"Yeah... It was still hard though," She hugged him tightly. "Doing that to your image…" She looked up at him, wanting a kiss.

Lance nodded. "Shhh." He stroked her hair.

Red leaned against his chest.

Lance kissed her deeply. < We're both alive though. And safe... >

< Yes... Safe... So, now you can mate me, love? >

< How do you want it? >

< Anyway! I just need you! >

Lance threw Red down, ripped off her skirt, and slammed into her ass. Red stayed quiet, she began to purr. < Goodman probably started a war with my mission. You know how protective Johto is of you. >

< I'm afraid so... pity. If he had been smart he could have used our marriage to forge an alliance. He will destroy two continents with his selfish ways. >

Red nodded. < Johto knew… >

< Yes. > Lance smiled.

 

Red cuddled him. < I'm just glad I still have you. They think of me as theirs also, because of this… > She looked at her ring. < They know I would never kill you. >

< And once we reveal Goodman's conspiracy, the people will revolt. >

<Yes indeed... People have been longing for an alliance with Johto... Shall I not wear the gloves when we return? >

< Yes. >

 

Two months later, Goodman was shocked when Red walked into the Plateau. She was not alone. That was even worse.

“Y-You! You’re supposed to be dead!” He pointed a fat finger at Lance.

Red shook her left pointer finger at him. “It's not nice to point at people like that, President Goodman.”

She wasn't wearing her gloves.

"B-But!"

“Why would my wife kill me?” Lance purred.

Red giggled. "All of Johto is behind us." She let him see the ring.

"You're through, President." The Dragon Master drawled.

Goodman was staring at the ring. "You're married to him?"

“Have been since a year after I became Champion...” She leaned into Lance's side. “You really should keep tabs on these things.”

He gaped.

"You have lost, Mr. President." Lance smirked.

Red grinned. "After all, there's nothing preventing me from sleeping with him."

 

Goodman glared at Lance. He'd wanted Red! Maybe he could seduce Red? He really wanted her!

Lance seemed to catch his thoughts. "You are free to try, but I have no doubt you'll fail."

Red looked up at him questioningly.

Lance stroked her hair.

“Why would I cheat on you with someone like him?”

She glared at Goodman. She purred as his fingers ran through her tresses. She really liked it when Lance petted her hair...

There was a knock at the door.

 

Goodman stared as several Officer Jennies came in and put him in handcuffs. They were all Johto Jennies. Johto's government was slightly different then Kanto's, but it didn't matter.

Goodman spluttered as they led him off, but the video evidence was overwhelming. The foolish President had put cameras all through the Plateau, including his own rooms, and they all saw him order Red to kill Lance.

Red leaned against Lance, smirking. Just then, Clair walked into the office.

"Hi, Lance." She waved. "I'm here to replace the President."

Goodman's jaw dropped. "WHAT?!"

"You'll be way better, Clair!" Red giggled.

Clair winked, as Goodman was carted out. "Thanks."

"Did Johto want family of the Champions in power?" Red asked.

"Yes, they decided it would be better that way. Plus, now I don’t have to deal with dozens of bratty challengers any more!"

Lance smirked. "Good call."

Red nodded.

 

"Missed you, Clair..." Red told her. "So... What are you going to do now?"

“Mm, well, the Jennies are rounding up the rest of the Governing Council.” The dragon user grinned. “That'll help.”

“What about the gym?” Lance questioned.

"Drake's taking care of it." She winked.

"Drake?!" The Dragon Master demanded.

"Yes, not the Orange Island one. Our great-uncle from Houen."

Lance sighed in relief.

“You don't like him, do you?” Red asked.

Clair flipped a hand. “We played around for a bit, but no, I don't like him.”

"What's the other Drake like? The Orange League Champion?"

Lance shuddered. "He's creepy. He hit on me once."

"Eww..." Red looked ready to kill him if she ever met him.

 

"Do I look bent?"

"No."

Lance sighed. "Well, hopefully we won't run into him."

Red kissed him. “I'm not sharing you with anyone like that!”

"I'm glad for that!"

Clair just watched. “Oh, don't stop on my account.”

"CLAIR!" Red's face matched her name.

Lance grinned and kissed her, pulling her blouse up.

"Lance~! What are you doing?" Red struggled, but her cheeks were flushed and Lance could tell she wasn't really complaining.

He smirked.

 

Red panted slightly.

“Oh! Where did you buy those chains?” Clair asked in interest. “I think Lorelei might want some for her birthday.”

Lance smirked. "Online." He tugged at one. Red gasped, arching against him.

Clair grinned. "Where?"

Lance rattled off a web address, as he slid Red's skirt down, revealing the vibrators buried in her body.

The blue-haired Gym leader whistled.

Red grinned. "Lance really likes playing with me."

"I can tell..." Clair smiled. "Oh, I almost forgot to tell you. There's a Ball in a few months to celebrate my becoming President..."

"Oh, let's go!" Red grinned.

"It's formal, though. Do either of you even have formal clothing?" Clair asked.

 

Lance arched an eyebrow. "Considering the fact that we're dressed for business, yes."

Red giggled. "Of course we do!"

“I didn't mean those business suits. The women all have to wear ball gowns... and the men tuxedos.”

Red smiled.

Lance concentrated, as Red's clothing shifted to become a very formal ball gown. Flame-crimson fell to her feet, with diamond brooches spanning the bodice, giving hints of her cleavage.

"Nice..." Clair grinned.

Red beamed, watching as her clothing shifted again into skimpy black leather. "Lance and I have that covered..."

The girl nodded. "I can see that."

 

Lance grinned and then whisked them home, before pulling out a whip. “Ready for some more playtime, pet?”

"Yes!" She spread her legs. "Please punish me, Master!"

Lance flicked the whip across her slit, drawing a line of blood.

"Oohh..." Red wriggled, feeling her vibrators still buzzing madly inside of her.

"I wonder if I should not let you cum for an entire day..."

"What about a week?"

Lance grinned evilly, flashing his fangs. "Two weeks. And then we'll go to the ball with you desperate for me..."

"Ok!"

Lance grinned as he pulled out the vibrator in her ass. He began to whip her buttocks.

Red shivered. Lance was so good to her...

 

Clair spoke up. “I am to present you two at the beginning of the ball, as our Champions. Make sure to wow the crowd, okay?”

Lance smirked.

The blue-haired girl winked. "I'm tempted to have you two make out at the end."

Red blinked. "Why?"

"To show how we in Johto are very supportive of marriage, no matter how kinky it is! Unlike those prejudiced Kanto pedophiles!"

"Oh! Kk. We would probably do that anyways..." Red giggled.

Lance placed a golden crown in Red's hair. "What kind of Princess would you like to be?"

Red thought about it. "Middle Ages-ish I think..."

“I think I can conjure something up.”

She nodded, and grinned up at her husband. “I can’t wait.”

 

It was a few hours before the ball by the time they were finally finished. Red arched against Lance, purring. He had certainly kept his end of the bargain well…

But ooh, she was so hot for him.

 

Red was dressed in a beautiful gown of ocean-blue silk, with several layers of ruffles. Her bodice was black velvet with a fine web of diamonds.

Clair was standing on a balcony overlooking the ballroom. She smiled. They looked good together.

Lance was wearing a long, dark blue coat with golden shoulder pads, a red sash around his waist and another one trailing from his right shoulder, and black leather pants. He was also wearing thigh-high leather boots, a black cape, and a short dagger.

Gasps came from the crowd. The Champions looked like Royalty...

Red's crown winked, as did the diamond pins in her hair. Lance kissed her, before they began to waltz.

< Your control is wonderful, pet. >

< Why thank you. >

She could faintly hear her toys buzzing, but it was hardly noticeable through the screen of noise.

< It was your choice. > Lance cupped a breast, tipping her head up to kiss her.

< True! And I’m not regretting it! >

 

As the night went on, Clair made a quick speech, and then watched as Lance and Red kissed passionately.

Everyone clapped and cheered. It was hopefully a symbol of how Kanto and Johto would be united from now on. After all, if their Champions could find happiness, why not they?

Lorelei came up behind Clair. “They look happy.”

The Blackthorn City Gym Leader and new President nodded with a smile, before she kissed her lover and they slipped off as well.

Yes, it was a bright new beginning for all.

 

End Fic

Completed 10/26/07

Yes, admittedly, it turned into mostly PWP, but the concept is a fun one! *Giggles*