Championshipping~!
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: BDSM, Rape, Charizard-bashing
Chapter 3
They were still busy reacquainting with each other's bodies when Misty and Brock walked up to the gate. They both froze at the sight of Ash having very passionate sex with a naked woman.
Not surprisingly, Misty looked ready to kill the woman. She wanted Ash damn it!
Ash blinked as he noticed them.
Lance reached for her kimono and tied it on while Ash tucked himself back into his pants.
Brock looked jealous. How had Ash gotten laid before him?
Misty was too. Lance was actually pretty. She had beautiful crimson hair so dark it looked bloodstained. And very nice curves...
The orange-haired Cerulean Gym Leader was holding an egg. “You still owe me a bike, Ash!” She screamed.
Ash backed away. Misty scared him!
Lance rolled her eyes. She walked into the house, coming back a moment later. She slammed a briefcase full of pokeyen bills in front of Misty.
“Take the money and go then!” She hissed.
Misty glared and stormed off, dragging Brock with her. Ash sighed in relief.
"Now then," Lance smirked. She leaned forwards and kissed him. He brightened at once. * Mate! *
"What are you going to do?"
The girl smiled wickedly. "What do you think I'm going to do?"
He shrugged, confused.
She looked positively evil. “What if I wanted to play with Ashley, then what?”
Ash blinked. Huh?
Lance put her fingertips on his forehead and transmitted several memories.
He blushed. Dear Mew! They had done so many kinky things in the past…
"Younger men have so much energy." Lance licked his ear.
He shivered.
“So tell me, Ash… Does the thought of submitting to me turn you on?”
Ash blinked. Actually, it did. The idea was very hot.
Lance licked his throat, next.
He began to pant. The anticipation made him burn with desire. What would Lance do next? He had practically given her an invitation to do whatever she wanted to him.
Would she punish him? Would she be rough? Or was she just testing him? He didn’t know!
He didn’t really care either. Whatever she came up with was bound to be magnificent…
She concentrated, before transporting them both to her bedroom. He made a muffled squeak as he landed on the bed, but didn’t take his eyes off Lance.
"You prefer being taken, don't you?" She asked. She pulled out a chest from underneath the bed, followed by several boxes.
Ash blinked. What did Lance mean?
She pulled out a strap-on and buckled it on, greasing the thick rubber well.
Brown eyes widened. * Oh… *
Lance walked back to him, running a finger down his cock. "You'll like it."
Was she really going to put that inside of him? It was huge! How was it going to fit? He gasped when Lance began pushing the toy into his body. It hurt a lot! Tears ran from his eyes.
Lance kissed them away gently, licking his cheeks.
Should he tell her to stop?
Carefully, she watched Ash's reaction as she continued to pump him. The child was still crying, but he was getting stiffer and stiffer with each movement. She grinned.
< Do you like this? >
Ash looked up at her wordlessly.
< Do you want me to keep going? > She asked.
This time, he nodded. He felt like he was being split open. Why did it feel so good? He didn't understand! Why...
He relaxed as Lance pushed the dildo deeper and deeper into him, until he screamed, coming hard. He gasped for air as he came down from the high...
Eventually, she felt him relax around her.
< Well? >
< You were right. > Ash looked up at her adoringly. He needed a cruel Master to take care of him properly... He blinked. Where did that come from?
Lance slid out of him. < Want to lick it? >
Ash nodded. They didn't know Charizard was watching them.
Ash bent over and began to lick the dildo. He found that he liked the taste. In fact, he licked until Lance pulled him away.
“Do you like this better than taking me?”
"Yeah..." The Pallet trainer nodded.
Lance stroked his cock. "Better than me licking this?"
Ash nodded.
She ran his hands over his sac. “Do you wish you had more holes for me to take you in, pet?”
Again, she received an affirmative response.
Lance kissed him.
Ash purred.
This was what Charizard had been waiting for. Ash was really nothing but a slut! But why was Ash with that woman? He could do better!
He was nothing but a breeding bitch!
He’d show the little faggot what a real man could do!
He roared in anticipation. Charizard settled down to wait for the perfect time to snatch Ash away.
He was sure that he could properly dominate Ash!
He would be the Master!
Ash looked at Lance adoringly.
Lance kissed him. "I'll go make lunch."
"Thank you, Lance," Ash smiled.
She petted his hair. “I’ll be back in a few minutes, Ash.”
The trainer smiled and closed his eyes, flopping down on the bed. “Okay.”
Now!
He dashed into the room as soon as she had left and pounced on Ash.
Ash cried out is surprise. “W-What…”
Charizard yanked his legs apart, cutting gouge marks into his thighs with his claws. Then he slammed into him.
Ash's eyes went wide and he screamed in pain. This was nothing like Lance!
“AHHHHHHHHHHHH!”
Charizard growled in pleasure as he brutally raped Ash’s asshole. The little boy was just a fuck-toy.
He would never respect him!
The trainer struggled hard, but he couldn’t throw Charizard off. Two tons of fire-breathing dragon pinned him down as he struggled to breathe.
With a satisfied grunt, he came and filled Ash with semen.
Worthless.
Just then, Lance ran back in, having heard Ash screaming. She was still holding a spatula in one hand.
What was wrong?
Ash was shaking, crying. < LANCE! HELP ME! >
But he knew he couldn't fight a dragon. He tried to get away, he really did, but he didn’t have any power yet!
All he had were his memories…
Lance glared at Charizard. The fire dragon was about to tear her to pieces, when he felt some force yank him off Ash and onto the ground.
Golden eyes were now a virulent blue, glistening with dragonfyre. < How dare you touch MY Mate? >
Ash curled into a fetal position, his entrance bleeding profusely.
That hadn’t been pleasurable at all! It had been nothing but pain and terror!
* Rapist… *
Charizard felt his blood run cold. Even though he wasn't a true dragon, there was something that warned him he was in danger.
Ash whimpered.
< I have the right to kill you, as Dragon Master. > Lance hissed. < How dare you. You are worse than dirt, and dust. >
As though sensing her power, Aeroy and Ptera flew in the open window.
He hadn't known she was Dragon Master. He roared in defiance. He didn't believe her. She was just a weak woman!
Slowly, steel wings grew out of Lance's shoulders.
< You dare defy the Dragon Master? > Aeroy shrieked.
< And you harmed his Mate? > Ptera looked into Charizard's mind. They were both disgusted. How dare a dragon try to rape the Chosen One!
Lance walked to Ash, who clutched her.
< Honou will hear of this... as will Lugia! > Aeroy declared and flew off.
Ptera growled at Charizard.
Lance gently ran her hand down Ash's chest.
Ash had wanted Lance to take him! He most certainly did not want Charizard, not one iota! He trusted her!
When he was with her, he felt so much pleasure, but that incident had been nothing but pain and he had hated it!
A few seconds later, Lugia and Honou appeared with Aeroy.
Honou glared at Charizard. < How dare you rape my Child? >
< How dare you try to hurt my Child's Chosen Mate? > Lugia growled.
Ash's mind was still trying to process this betrayal. After everything he had done to be good to his pokemon, Charizard had repaid his trust with this?
Hate began to glisten in his eyes.
Aeroy was really mad! He's brought his Master here so he'd be safe! Stupid Charizard!
< L-Lance-chan! >
Lance gently held Ash as he nuzzled her.
< I'm here, love… >
She pulled out her compact and
opened it. It was time to contact
< How dare a fire pokemon commit
such a heinous act? >
< I strip you of your power. > She hissed. Charizard roared in pain when his tail flame went out. His color changed to a dull gray.
He angrily tried to spit fire and get rid of this other weak human woman, but couldn't even produce a spark.
Ash opened his eyes and glared. < I release you into the wild. I don't know why I didn't sooner! Scum like you should just die! > He was angry. He had always been nice to Charizard, and he had done this! Now he knew why Lance chose not to be nice! If this always happens, then maybe he shouldn't be nice either!
Next, Honou flapped his wings. A feather-shaped mark appeared on Charizard's chest – a mark of shame.
< Be glad that I did not strip
you of your ability to fly and clip your wings. >
Charizard glanced at them all, but found no pity.
< See how well your so-called strength and power serves you. > Lance taunted.
< You will find no aid among the Pokemon either. For you have hurt the Thunder Guardian! > Snapped Honou.
< And what human would want a Charizard without fire? > Lance taunted.
Ash had hid his face in Lance's chest. He wrapped his lips around a nipple, drawing comfort from his most basic instincts.
< And heaven help you if this gets to Pika-chan or Sabrina, because no one else will! > Lance told the pokemon. < Traitor… >
Charizard flew away quickly.
Lance hugged Ash close.
< I'm glad you got to me first... before he did. >
Lance's eyes glowed as she healed him, though the physical pain was the last of her worries. < I know. Shush now. >
And Ash did.
End Chapter
Completed 10/18/07
Yes, I don’t like Charizard. And I doubt his way of toughening Ash up works. It reminds me of Damien and Paul *gags*
Ash: *Sniffles*
Lance: *Hugs Ash*
Shoyko: *Hides* Pity the darkfic muse…
Okay. I have a long spiel on this, but BDSM is NOT rape. There’s a level of trust you have when you do Dom/sub and master/slave games. You trust that the other person won’t hurt you, and it’s for mutual pleasure. You both enjoy it. Rapists don’t give a fuck about their partner; they’re just out for themselves!
Lance made sure Ash enjoyed the pain, and he got pleasure. Charizard didn’t care.
That’s the difference!