Well, this ought to be interesting… I’ll take a whack at it!

Title: Flirty
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Ash/Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #40, Flirty
Rating: PG-13
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: AU, Shonen-ai, incest, potential shota, cross-dressing, alcohol

 

            “You seem rather giggly today.” Lance frowned, as he steered Red through the halls. “You haven’t been tasting Agatha’s cooking wine again, have you?”

            Red fluttered his eyelashes as he purred.

            “I suppose I’ll take that as a yes.” His Father sighed. “Was it really necessary of you to shower President Goodman in flowers when he walked in? You nearly gave the man a heart attack!”

            “I was just being nice.” Red pouted, before he wound an arm around his Father’s and stood up on tiptoe to whisper in his ear. “But perhaps you were jealous?” He suggested.

            “Only a little.” Lance chuckled. “What a girlish boy you are being today, Red. I almost want to dress you up pretty and turn some heads tonight.”

            Red simpered, as his tongue darted out to lick his Father’s cheek. “Ohh…”

            “Yes,” Lance turned, pinning Red against the wall with a knee between his thighs. “You’re so uninhibited, it might be fun…”

            Red just giggled as his Father yanked his jeans and boxers down and took him right then and there, feeling hard flesh between his buttocks as he sighed in rapture, before shuddering in release as his Father smirked.

            If this was all it took to get him hot and bothered, he should try it more often!

            “We still have a date for tonight,” Lance reminded him, as they ducked into his room. “And you’re dressing up.”

            “I can’t wait.” Red answered honestly, as he pirouetted in front of his Father’s vanity mirror, pursing his lips at his reflection.

            Lance shook his head ruefully, and went to run the water for their shower.

 

End Fic

Completed 9/21/06

Championshipping incest is fun, and I’ll write it because I want to, not because anyone is pressuring me! And yeah, Red’s a bit high…