May there be no room for you in the boat when the gods go fourthc

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

Chapter 9

 

            A few days passed, and while Red still could not speak, at least strength was returning to his body. Still, every morning he had to endure the feeling of his Fatherfs hands on his bare skin, and five days into it, after Lance had finished, he had gone to the bathroom to try and deal with the problem.

            It was really weird, touching himself down there, but after a few minutes, a feeling built up and he almost toppled into the tub. He watched in fascinating as white liquid spurted out of his cock, and he sighed.

            That had felt kind of goodc

            Maybe this related to what Mantine called eMatingfc He shamefully got rid of the evidence quickly, put his pajamas back on, and went downstairs to have breakfast.

           

            Lance hid a knowing smirk, upon seeing the damp patch at the front of Redfs pants that he had somehow missed. Pity.

            He said nothing though, and Red ate his oatmeal and milk quietly, before he went out in the front yard to sun.

            It felt good.

           

            The next day, Lance purposely took longer as he applied extra-strength Burn Heal. It was the last day he needed to do this after all, and Red was looking nicely flushed even though he had just started.

            He glided slow, sensuous strokes over Redfs body, feeling a shudder go through that lithe frame as Red lost the battle with stimulation and came hard.

            The boy gave a choked cry of ecstasy, and Lance carefully dipped one finger into his crease, hearing another whimper.

            He smirked as he wriggled a single finger inside, feeling Redfs heartbeat speed up.

            Red would have spoken if his voice was working, but all he could manage in his current state was a few muffled grunts. It felt so goodc

            Besides, this was his Father. How could he deny him anything?

            Lance sensed the surrender in Redfs body, and slowly worked one digit in, two, threec

            Sparks began to flash behind Redfs closed eyes as he let out a mew of desire. He wanted to scream, to beg, to plead, though for what he could not sayc.

            And then finally, he felt something that was far larger than a finger enter him, and he bucked hard upwards, hearing Father hiss above him, and a few seconds later, he was coming, coming again, and it felt wonderfulc

 

            He regained coherency later, as he felt his father pull out and hot seed flood his body.

            Lance pulled himself out, and eased Red onto his stomach. gAre you all right?h

            Red grinned broadly. He was more than fine. He felt like he could sprout wings and fly! He nodded vigorously, and Father laughed.

            gIfm afraid wefre all sticky nowch

            Red blinked as his Father suddenly bent his head, and before he knew it, a warm tongue was moving over the flat planes of his belly and the soft flesh of his inner thighs, licking up every drop of spilled essencec

            Red wanted to cry out in pleasure, but his voice protested, so he settled for an almost purr.

            Father...

 

            gBeautiful, precious child.h Lance murmured, and Red found that he could still get hard. Lance laughed when he saw Redfs stiff prick rising again. gSo, still not satiated, my precious child?h

            Red blushed, but did not look away.

            Lance licked his lips. gIt is lucky for you that I still feel a bitc thirsty.h He murmured, before he closed his mouth over the tip of Redfs erection.

            Red yelped, or would have yelped, but settled for clutching at the sheets very tightly. It was so warm, and Father wasc

            Father wanted him.

            He didnft care any more.

            He wanted Father as his mate tooc

 

            He swallowed Redfs cum with a smirk, and then they headed into the lower-story bathroom, the one in the Master bedroom that had a Jacuzzi. Red was very glad to sink into warm water and relax.

            Still, even if his backside was sore, he felt elated.

            Father wanted him. Father loved him, and now, he had shown it in the most intimate way possible.

            He wondered idly if he would be able to do the sucking thing for Father too? It had felt nice.

            Hmmc but Father was older, and wasc bigger. That might be hard.

            Red decided to ponder those things later though, and for right now, leaned back and let Father wash his hair.

            They had not done it in so long, not since he wasc well, seven, he supposed. After that, Father had told him that he was old enough to bathe himself, though he had cried the first few days, not knowing why.

            Had Father been angry?

            No, he was probably just trying to teach him independence.

 

            Lance was purring like the cat that got the canary, almost, as he dried himself off with a fluffy towel and applied lotion, faintly smelling of mint.

            Red yawned sleepily, but got dressed and dried, and they headed downstairs and since Lance did not feel up to cooking at that moment, ordered pizza.

            Redfs eyes lit up.

            He hadnft had pizza in forever! Not that he didnft like Fatherfs cooking, but pizza was a rare treat.

 

            They munched on greasy cheese and crust in silence, though Red noticed with slight alarm that all the pokémon that were not currently resting in their poke balls or out in the yard were watching them.

            Lance raised a single eyebrow. < Yes. >

            < Way to go, Master! > One of his Dragonair cheered.

            Dragonite simply huffed in a superior fashion.

            Aeroy gave Lance a sly wink that Red missed, as he was busy feeding pepperoni pieces to his Raticate.

            Raticate chomped down a piece of pepperoni, grinning. So he finally mated you?

            Red blinked. gDoes everyone know?h

            You werec quite active. The rat said delicately, and Red sighed.

            Well, his pokémon would not blab, and really, he didnft mind, especially when Father looked up across the table and smiled at him.

            He felt sweet and perfect and wonderful!

            Now if only he could speakc

 

End Chapter

Completed 7/11/06

Come on, do you see manga! Lance as the type to teach sex education? Not actually sexing Red, mind you, but going over the little diagrams and videos they make you watch in school? Not bloody likely, in my opinion!