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

Pairing: Red x Houndour

Warnings: Shonen-ai, Shota, Dubious consent

Chapter 8

As Red and Lapras walked deeper into the cave, they soon discovered what the little ball was. It was a pokémon that looked like a smaller version of the one that had molested him. Red glared.

The pokemon cowered away, whimpering.

“That’s odd.” Red frowned. “You would think wild pokémon weren’t so frightened, especially since this species seems to be predator not prey. Lapras? Any suggestions?”

“None, except that maybe it’s scared because you’re bigger.” She replied.

“Ahh,” Red reached out a hand to show that he meant no harm, only to yank it backwards quickly as the little black dog spat out an Ember attack. Lapras retaliated quickly, slamming the pokémon into the wall with Surf.

She had no compunctions against attack something that might hurt her Master!

Red winced for a second, but said nothing. Dazed, the pokémon began to shake water off its fur.

“Houndour…” It growled warningly.

“It looks rather sad, Master. Perhaps you could cheer it up.” Lapras winked.

Red was about to protest, when the pain between his legs made itself known once again. He grinned.

“Maybe you’re right, Lapras. Will you be able to restrain him? I don’t want to get any important parts bitten off… I doubt Lance will be able to heal me if that happens.”

“I can try.” Lapras nodded. She switched to pokespeech, turning to the Houndour. Listen. You will do whatever my Master says, or I will kill you.

The Houndour yelped nodding its head so fast its features blurred. Y-yes! I will! I wouldn’t hurt Father’s mate anyway!

Lapras raised her eyebrows, but said nothing, deciding not to tell Red this piece of information. “All right, Master. I think he gets the picture.”

“Great!” Red grinned. He settled the Houndour on his lap and began to pet its fur. Houndour relaxed as Red scratched his ears, before he began to caress him. The pokémon whimpered as he began to feel something between his legs.

Red grinned, as he reached his fingers down and found the little nub. Houndour barked in surprise as Red’s hand closed around his prick and began to stroke, coaxing it fully out of its protective sheath. He began to pant, feeling warm and wondering what was going to happen next.

Lapras watched, amused, as Red pressed the tip of his erection against the Houndour’s entrance. The puppy growled in pain as he felt it enter him, but he was a fire-type and used to burning sensations, and besides, the fingers caressing his cock were demanding his attention as well…

Red continued, until he was buried to the hilt in the Houndour’s body. Houndour felt terribly stretched and helpless, but at the same time, there was something so exciting about being in this position that he couldn’t help but try to move, trying to get more of that sensation…

Red rolled onto his back and thrust his hips upwards, causing Houndour to yelp in surprise as he felt the tip poke him inside. It felt kind of good though. So this was mating! It didn’t hurt very much, and he didn’t understand why Father hadn’t let him do it earlier…

Lapras noticed suddenly with amusement that one of Red’s poke balls was shaking ever so slightly. She deduced that it must be Houndoom’s, and that the pokemon had woken up and was now watching.

Fair play…

The fire-type would have an excellent view of seeing his cub getting fucked, the same thing he had done to Red. Admittedly, Red was being nice, making sure his partner was also pleasured, but she was sure he felt a wicked surge of pleasure inside. Houndour barked with a loud cry as he felt Red’s balls tighten and a hot rush of seed feel him. He was half-expecting a knot to form inside of him, but instead, Red just grinned and continued to pump.

His balls slapped against Houndour’s legs as the puppy howled surrender, coming hard as jet after jet of white cum splattered against Red’s chest.

Lick him. Lapras commanded.

Houndour began to lavish Red’s nipples and all other parts of his chest with frantic slobbery kisses, as Red smirked and continued to pump. He was still as hard as iron and he wasn’t going to let Houndour get away while he was still unsatisfied. It was several hours later by the time the Champion pulled out, satisfied, a thoroughly satiated Houndour curling up to sleep besides him.

Lapras moved over next to them and Houndour yelped in surprise as he felt her warm tongue moving over his body, cleaning him of their mixed juices. She finished grooming him and then moved on to Red, who was looking satisfied.

“Have fun, Master?”

“Oh yes, though I’ll need to use Ditto again later. Houndoom wrecked my jeans yet again. I swear that sometimes I think you pokemon have the right idea about clothing.”

Lapras smiled. “I’m sure Lance would like it.”

“He would.” Red stifled a yawn. “Well, I’m going to take a short nap.” He ‘balled the Houndour, and then slipped into exhausted sleep. Lapras curled up next to him and fell asleep also.

By the time Charizard and Raichu returned, they were still sleeping, so the two smiled at each other and went to their poke balls for a rest.

Master had had an exciting night, it seemed…

End Chapter

Completed 11/25/06

The tops of the poke balls in Pokemon Zensho are clear, so yeah, the pokemon inside can watch. Red’s pant-less but I guess he still has his poke belt on…

And I suppose Red can carry more than 6 pokemon, being Champion…

Red likes sex. ^^. And if Lance doesn’t mind his experimenting, it’s all good!