Title: Shigoto
Authors: Nephitari Champion and Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Red)
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 and Neph bow*

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

Warnings: AU, Het, non-con, sex magic, PWP, fanon references

Red hummed as she swept the floor of the small bookstore where she worked. Just then, a man came in. The bell over the door tinkled.

"How may I help you?" Red asked, seeing a prospective customer.

"I'm looked for some rare books and I heard this store had everything...."

Red nodded. "Yes, what would you like?"

“Do you have a copy of A Farewell to Arms by Ernest Hemingway?”

“I'll go get it for you.” Red said, going to the back of the store with a smile.

When she came out with the book the guy was gone and the register was open and empty.

Red gasped. "Oh..."

What had she done? How was she going to explain this to her boss? She dropped the book in shock. Hadn't Lance told her to never leave the register?

She was sure he would fire her for this.

Shakily, she dialed the police and then Lance's cell phone, tears beginning to roll down her face. What was she going to do? She just knew her boss was going to yell at her! She had to get that money back somehow.

The police arrived before Lance did and Red gave them the man's description as best she could. How could she have been so stupid?

She sighed in relief when the police left to make the report.

Lance walked inside about half an hour later. He was frowning.

"I was on vacation in Seafoam, Red. What happened?"

Red stiffened when she heard the bell ring. It had to be her boss. “I'm sorry, Sir. A customer came in asking for a book that was in the back. He must have robbed the register while I was getting the book for him.... He took everything in it.” She didn't dare look at him.

Lance took several deep breaths. “Red, I remember quite clearly that I told you never to leave the register unattended.”

"I'm sorry! No one else was here, and you told me to never let anyone in the back either..."

Her boss was frightening when he was mad...

Lance sighed. "That's true, but I'm afraid I'll have to fire you..."

"No, Sir, please! I need this job..." This job was the only thing paying her bills and rent. There almost wasn't enough for everything she needed. She could barely make ends meet at the end of every month! She'd be on the streets if she lost this job!

Lance narrowed his eyes, crossing his arms.

"I-I'll do anything…" Red pleaded.

"Anything?" Lance raised an eyebrow.

Red nodded slowly, before daring to lookup at her boss.

"I'd be on the streets if I didn’t get my paycheck…" She said, almost too quietly for Lance to hear.

Lance exhaled slowly, trying to keep a grip on his temper. “Well, I'm not that cruel. Very well. We're going home.”

Red looked up at him. She'd been to his house once. It was in the opposite direction from her apartment...

"You're coming with me." Lance said bluntly. "You said anything, right? Well first, from now on you're going to be living with me."

The employee nodded with a grim smile on her face.

They drove back to Lance's house. When they got there, Lance locked the door behind them and eyed her predatorily. Red backed up slightly. That look frightened her. What did he want?

"Take off your clothes." Lance ordered.

Red trembled. How in the world was she supposed to react to this?

"Well?"

She slowly took off her gray sweatshirt, glad she was wearing another shirt underneath. Then she remembered that she was wearing a one-piece body suit.

Lance watched as Red unbuttoned her shirt, shaking slightly when she got down to her waist. She slid her bodysuit off, leaving her in her underwear and bra.

She dared not look at him. What was he going to do?

Lance put his arms around her for a moment, before he unhooked her bra. He stroked her breasts. Red's heart was beating like crazy.

What was he doing? He was really scaring her...

"Are you a virgin?" Red blinked. What kind of question was that? She nodded shakily. Was he going to rape her?

That thought was almost enough to make her stop, but she was too frightened to move.

Lance stopped. “Then I won't touch you any more. Give me a blowjob.”

She blinked. He was expecting her to do what?

Lance undid his pants, pulling his cock out. "Suck me."

She slid to her knees not knowing what to do. She'd never been in this kind of a situation before! She just stared up at him.

Lance yanked her over by her hair and forced her mouth open, sliding the first few inches of his member inside.

Red started to cry as she closed her eyes. This... she... didn't want this...

Lance didn't stop, not until his entire length was down her throat and he was moving, thrusting into her like a man possessed. Red gagged slightly, but was surprised when she didn't choke. Still! This was wrong! But if she didn't do what he wanted, she'd lose her job! And she couldn't afford that.

She raised her hands to try and push him away. Had he been planning this?

Lance stroked her hair before he came in her mouth. After pulling himself out, he tucked himself back in.

Red stared at him. "W-Why..."

“I am punishing you for your careless actions, Red.”

She didn't like the sound of that at all...

Lance shrugged. "I suppose we can stop now. I'll show you to your room."

Red shivered, her mouth still full of Lance's semen.

The employee knew that this was wrong but...! She wished she had swallowed. The taste just wouldn't go away, and she even kind of liked it! What was wrong with her? She would have to wash her mouth out later.

Lance opened the door to a nice bedroom with pale pink carpet and a huge lace-curtained canopied bed. "Here you are."

She didn't say anything as she looked at where she would be living, taking it all in dully.

“The maid will bring your dinner in half an hour. Breakfast will be served tomorrow morning at 7 A.M. promptly. You'll find clothes in the closet.”

Then, he left.

Red collapsed on her bed and began to cry. "I-I... wish t-this had n-never happened..."

"Stupid..." She walked into her bathroom to take a shower, though she felt that she wouldn't ever be able to cleanse herself of this taint she now felt.

Lance had practically raped her!

Red spent as long as she could in the shower and brushed her teeth twice. Then she went back into her room. She found a covered tray full of various sandwiches and a bowl of split pea soup on a little table.

She almost didn't want to eat.

But she tried, and she found that she could manage some. She was pretty hungry... so she ate all the soup and 3 sandwiches. She was surprised Lance wasn't feeding her on bread and water.

Tiredly, Red pushed the tray away and went to bed. She cried herself to sleep.

The next morning, she went to work as usual. She was wearing a dark blue jacket and matching skirt and felt really embarrassed. But all of her clothes were at home, so... She'd have to go retrieve some...

During her break, Red went back to her apartment and packed her two suitcases. She didn't have much to begin with.

Lance seemed irritated when she saw him next, but he said nothing.

Red was feeling leery when she went home with him again. How long would this last?

She didn't dare say anything though...

Lance looked at her. He had parked the car and they were standing in the front hallway of his house. "You hate me."

She shook her head. She didn't hate him per se...

Her boss sighed. "Well, let's get this over with."

She didn't look at him. What would he have her do this time?

"Open your mouth."

She opened her mouth for him. This was humiliating!

Lance slipped inside. "Now, run your tongue over the head..."

She did as she was told, though she didn't want to.

Lance seemed to come quicker this time, and he didn't shove his prick down her throat, but he still came in her mouth.

Red swallowed quickly, not wanting to think about it. She really did not want to swallow either...

Lance zipped his pants up and left the room.

Red sighed in relief and went to her own room. She didn't want him to do this...but... what else could she do? She knew though, that she would never tell a soul what happened in this house.

She ate her dinner and went to bed.

The routine continued for about a week. Every day after they got home, Lance would have Red suck him off and then leave her alone. Finally, after eight days, she got a call from the police.

It seemed that they had captured the robber, but he had already spent all the money... She sighed. Great. There went her paycheck.

She was glad the guy had been caught though. She knew she had to tell Lance right away!

Lance was pleased at the news, but he was quite displeased when the man just laughed when confronted with his crimes.

Red wished that the man would hurry up and die!

She glared at him as the judge droned on.

Red and Lance had gone to the case to watch the conviction. They were both enraged when he only got a month's time.

Red shivered when they went home. It wasn't fair! She wanted to rant, badly. Despair welled up in her heart. She was on the verge of not caring about anything any more. The soft music playing from the car radio did nothing to soothe her nerves. She lay limply against the plush leather seat.

She was crying by the time they got home and out of the car.

"Red?" Lance asked. To his surprise, she buried her face in his chest.

“He took... and he only got one month?” She looked up at him. “I want him to suffer. This isn’t fair…”

"I do as well." Lance agreed.

Red looked up at Lance, before she kissed him.

Lance blinked. "Red, you're stressed, but I don't think you should..." He had been raping her mouth for a week or so...

Red didn't care anymore. She looked into his eyes.

Lance kissed her, slow and deep. "Red..."

Red responded to his kiss.

Lance slowly caressed her tits through the thin fabric of her white blouse.

She trembled slightly at his touch. Her eyes were closed as she leaned into him. She just couldn't stand it!

Lance mistook her shivering and quickly stopped. "I'm sorry... I know my touch disgusts you."

She shook her head. No! He couldn't stop!

Lance withdrew his hands and closed his eyes.

She reached for him. "Don't stop..."

“Giving me head is one thing, but this is rape!” Lance protested.

She shook her head. She wanted it!

Red pushed back against Lance, feeling that he was achingly hard through his pants. He groaned through his teeth.

Had he always reacted to her like this? She wondered. She hadn't exactly noticed...

Lance eased her sensible beige skirt up, feeling her clit through her panties.

She looked up into his face, trying to convey her emotions. She really did want it.

Lance was startled to find her panties damp as he stroked her nub. "For me...?"

She closed her eyes, nodding.

Lance continued to stroke. Red was finding this very soothing... her first climax washed over her gently, almost, as she purred.

Lance was startled by the purr.

"Ahhhhh..." Red gazed up at Lance. "That was amazing...” She had a small smile on her face.

Lance gave her a smile. Then he ducked his head down, peeling her soaked underwear off. He lapped at her entrance.

Red felt weak in the knees.

Lance nibbled at her puffy lips, as a trickle of juice ran out.

Oh! That felt really nice...

He chuckled. Red seemed to be enjoying this. He continued to slowly run his tongue over her folds, before sliding it into her wet cunt.

Red had to grab his shoulders to stay standing.

Lance gently pushed her onto the carpet, and then sucked on her clit hard.

Red gasped. What an indescribable feeling... She couldn't stop herself, and her love honey gushed out. Lance drank it up with a pleased expression.

Red sighed, but she only felt slightly better.

Lance paused. "Was it that bad?"

"I only feel slightly better."

"I'll stop..."

At this, she latched onto him and didn't let him move.

He blinked owlishly, feeling rather confused. "Red..."

"I'm not letting you go anywhere until you finish what you started..." Red told him firmly.

That startled Lance. "You really want me?"

Red nodded.

At that, Lance slowly freed himself, pulling his member out of his pants.

Red had never had the chance to really see Lance, even with her sexual favors. He was... for lack of a better word, big... She shivered. Would his cum feel as good inside of her cunt as it did in her mouth?

She was willing to bet that it would, and maybe even feel better...

Lance stroked a hand down his cock, parting her legs. "You're sure, Red?"

She ducked her head, blushing.

"All right then." Lance thrust into Red's body.

Red's eyes widened. That felt...

Lance went slow, halting his motions when he reached her hymen. She watched him, slightly perplexed as to why he was stopping. She didn’t want him to stop!

"Well," Lance hesitated, "We can take this slow... or I can break you fast."

Red blinked. Hmm. She... wanted it to hurt...

"Then I'll go fast." Lance took in her expression, and suddenly pierced her. Red screamed. OH! That felt heavenly!

Red climaxed so hard so blacked out. When she came to later, she found herself in Lance's room.

Lance was watching her.

She smiled at him.

"You like pain, Red?"

She blushed and nodded. She also had several kinky fantasies about him...

“Did I do this? I'm sorry I raped you that first night…”

She just smiled. She truly didn't care.

Red wouldn't have wanted sex with a weakling, and she liked it when Lance was forceful. She was glad that he had been forceful. It proved to her that he could take very good care of her.

There was no going back.

Yes, he had chosen for her, and taken the first steps, but now she approved of his choice. She was his.

To be truthful... She wouldn't have minded being thrown to the ground and brutally fucked...

Lance smirked. “You know, I don't need to punish you any more…”

"It doesn't matter. When the thief gets out, he will come after me."

"You'd rather I kept you here then?"

"I wouldn't feel safe at my apartment so, yes."

"Ahh..." Lance smiled.

Red smiled back. "You know, Lance... some of those outfits in my closet..."

"What about them?"

“Would you m-mind if I wore them?”

"No." That cheered Red up considerably.

She came back a few minutes later in a pretty lavender cupless teddy and stockings. Red smiled coyly

"I may not be your clerk any more, but that doesn't mean I can't be your slut..."

Lance shook his head with a smile. He'd loved her since she first gave him her application...

"So, are you going to interview me now to make sure I'm qualified?" She winked, pinching her nipples. She was hard and wet for him...

Lance smirked. "I don't think I need to..." He lunged, pinning her over his desk and exposing her butt. He pushed the tip of his organ into her tight ass.

She gasped, surprised at this.

“I’m going to ride you until you beg me to stop, Red..."

"Oh, please do..." Red giggled.

"I'm going to take your virginity in every entrance you have." Lance hissed.

Red smiled at him. "Go ahead." She loved the feeling of him pumping into her.

Lance finally came in her ass, before pulling out and studying her.

She looked up at him.

Lance eyed her breasts. "Hmm…"

She blinked. What was he going to do now?

Lance murmured several sentences underneath his breath. Red gasped in shock, as her nipples became an inch thick and a foot long each. What the?

Lance reached over and clenched his hands around her long nipples. Red shuddered, teetering on the edge.

What had Lance done?

"Don't you like it, slut?" Lance asked, giving one of her nipples a yank as Red gasped, creaming herself.

There was nothing she could do but stare at him, dazed. After a minute, she managed an exuberant nod.

Lance stroked them, feeling them harden. "It's like having two cocks of your own... wouldn't you like to do yourself with them?"

She blinked in confusion.

Lance continued to tease her, as Red's nipples grew longer. He slid one between her legs, stroking it against her pearl. Red gasped at the unexpected sensations. It was strange, but definitely erotic!

"Red..." Lance crooned. "Don't you want to fuck yourself with your nipples, hmm? Can't you feel how hard and thick and long they are...?"

How could she say no?

"Do it." Lance lay back. Red's nipples writhed as they plunged into her pussy and anus. She gasped in surprise.

“Wow..." The girl managed to get out. She spasmed again and again, caught in a loop of sexual pleasure, furiously fucking herself. She screamed in climax.

Lance watched as Red finally stopped, her body drenched and glistening with sweat and juices. He smiled and sat down next to her on the floor. She curled up.

“Satisfied, my sweet?”

She opened her eyes. "Very..."

Lance swept her up, placing her on his bed, and climbed into bed with her. Soon, Red was fast asleep.

The month passed quickly and soon the burglar was out and furious at the stupid clerk that had sent him to jail. But when he went back to the bookstore in disguise, the person he shot turned out to be a part-time employee named Yellow.

He growled and ran.

Unfortunately for Yellow, she was dead by the time the police and ambulance arrived. Luckily, Lance had installed security cameras that now had Paul's face on video.

"Yep. That's the guy." Red confirmed. "He... was going to kill me..."

"He did seem quite unbalanced." Officer Jenny agreed. "We'll keep an eye out for him. Until then, please be careful."

“I will. I'm just glad I don't live alone anymore.”

Jenny nodded and went to make her report.

Red sighed. "I knew this would happen...

"I know." Lance agreed. But he didn't regret Yellow's death one iota.

"I'm selfishly glad she took the shot for me though..."

He inclined his head in acquiescence.

Red sighed and cuddled into Lance.

Lance made a mental note to ask Charlotte if she could curse Paul again. Or better yet, purify him! That would be fun... He was tempted to pull out his compact and ask her now.

Still, he could wait.

Red nuzzled Lance, crooning. She loved him so much...

Soon, Lance decided. Until then, he had Red... and she was all his. She chose him. He was very pleased with that.

Hopefully his little one would stay his this time? She didn't seem like she would be straying...

Red smiled innocently up at him, and Lance nodded. She was all his. And she would stay his, at least in this life.

He would have to be content with that.

Lance bent down and kissed her, and put the unpleasant thoughts out of his mind, concentrating on the little nymph in his arms.

Red giggled, and they moved on to more enjoyable activities.

End Fic

Completed 10/14/07

Shigoto is Japanese for ‘work’, at least one of the words… it’s the one I learned in my class anyways.

Red: Ooh, lemon!
Phantomness: Yes. And you do like it rough!

Lance: *Rapes Red*

Red: *Enjoys*

Phantomness: Well, I’m off to bed! Enjoy yourselves, muses~!