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Disclaimer: I don’t own pokemon. It belongs to Nintendo and Shogakukan Comics. This is non-profit, non-copyright infringing fanfiction written by me and it’s mine under international copyright laws. Don’t take it.

Notes: <> for telepathy, ** for thoughts, italics if a pokemon talks

Warnings: Sex… PWP… um, don’t read if underage…

Chapter 5

 

            So pretty…

            Ash’s breath caught in his throat as Lance cupped his face with one hand, running his tongue around that inviting pink rosebud before he covered the boy’s mouth with his own. Ash wasn’t sure if it was fear – or shock – that held him captive, or the delicious feeling of heat pooling in his loins. Abruptly, Lance stopped.

            “Don’t…” Ash whispered, caught off guard by the wanton pleading in his own voice. Real? No… it couldn’t be, but…

            “This is wrong,” Lance shook his head, turned. “I should never have… this never happened! I’m sorry!”

            “I don’t care.” Ash said, catching his arm. “I liked it, and… no one else cares about me.”

            “I…!”

            “I love you, my Protector.” Ash said, touching the gold seals on Lance’s wrists where magic had burned their will into living flesh.

            Lance’s eyes glazed over and he waited silently for his orders.

            It was one of the heir’s abilities, this on; they could control the seals and if wished, change their Protector into a biological puppet.

            “Do what you were doing before.” Ash whispered, before he broke the spell. Lance seemed to shiver, but complied.

            After all…

            He _couldn’t_ disobey. Protectors couldn’t. He had only kissed Ash because, no, that was wrong. Ash hadn’t told him _not_ to, and…

            He was in love with the heir.

            Plus the little one had needed comfort.

 

            Lance ran soft fingers over Ash’s body as he continued to kiss the teen. His fingers deftly removed Ash’s shirt and uniform pants, before he paused to suckle on Ash’s nipples.

            Ash gasped and nearly came right then and there at the unexpected stimulation. This was so much better than the nonexistent relationship he had had with Misty! He ran his fingers through Lance’s hair, urging him to continue.

            Lance placed soft little kisses down his body, before reaching his goal. Ash’s cock sprang out at him, already hard from the earlier petting.

            He obediently took it in his mouth and with a few quick strokes of his tongue Ash’s hot seed flooded his mouth as he cried out in ecstasy.

            Lance continued to lick the boy’s softening member until it reached hardness again, as his fingers caressed the sac just below, causing loud moans from Ash as he built up towards orgasm again.

            < Love you. > Lance whispered, before he took Ash’s manhood down his throat, Ash could only manage a few thrusts before he shot his load again.

            He sighed in pleasure. < Lance, I love you too. >

            And if it were a lie, Lance believed it.

            He needed something to cling to.

            If it were a lie, he didn’t care.

            < Keep going. > Ash urged.

            < What would you like me to do? >

            Ash did not respond verbally, as he tugged at Lance’s own clothes. A slight blush formed on the older one’s face and he nodded, stripping off his clothes as well. Ash mimicked Lance’s earlier motions on the boy’s organ, and sure enough, he came as well.

            < Kiss me. >

            Lance smiled as he kissed Ash, and then rubbed lines of comfort down his back. Ash’s eyes widened when Lance’s fingers met a previously untouched area.

            That was when his warm tongue replaced the fingers, and Ash writhed soundlessly on the sheets while Lance brought him to another climax, without even touching his hardness.

            < Take me. >

            < I’m your Protector, Ash; you know I don’t have that right! >

            < I’m giving you permission. > Ash hissed. < Come on. >

            <… As you wish. > Lance replied. He made sure he had coated himself with oil to make the entrance easier, before he eased himself in.

            Ash wept silently, pain mingling with pleasure, but soon Lance began moving and that wiped all other thoughts form his mind.

            He cried out as his jism covered the sheets. Mind-numbing euphoria flooded his body in a haze of pleasure.

            < Mine… > Ash whispered, as Lance pulled out. < Mine, Protector, you are mine. Remember that. >

            Lance nodded, eyes cast down, as Ash ran exploring fingers over his aroused flesh, glorying in his ownership.

            < Mine. I love you, Lance. You are _mine_. >

            He would not fight it.

            It was fate.

            It was destiny.

            Really, it was all he had.

 

            His eyes widened as Ash suckled on his erection like a baby nursing a bottle. < Ash! >

            < Shh… I want to do this. >

            Lance twitched, but accepted it, and cried out as he came. Ash wiped a few drops of salty white liquid off is face and tasted them.

            “Nice…”

            Well, if Ash was happy and well, then it didn’t matter what happened to him.

            Ash smiled sweetly as he kissed Lance. < Mine. >

            If that was what he wanted…

            Who was he to deny the heir anything?

            He would never do that.

            Never.

            Even if it cost him his life, he was bound, body and soul, and honestly…

            He did not care.

            As long as he is happy and safe…

            Little one.

 

End Fic

Completed 6/28/04

Scary… now that I think of it. Oh well.

Lance: …

Ash: *hugs Lance*

Phantomness: *hiding under the bed*

Lance: I’ll kill you!
Kairo and Shoyko: *trying _hard_ to restrain Lance*