FSE

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“You should wear something you don’t care about,” Parker said, again watching Brooke sift through her closet the following morning. “Gonna come back with fur all over you.”

“Woww, Parker, it’s almost like washers and lint rollers exist,” she replied, still deep inside her closet. “Time?”

He chuckled a little and lay back, grabbing his phone from beside him and holding it over his face while using it. “Forty from nine.”

She pulled out a long-sleeved tee and shortly after, a pair of slim jeans with it. “I’m gonna go casual. I’ll need to be comfy.”

He glanced down from his phone. “Cool.”

“Off to do my hair.” Brooke set her outfit on the bed and walked out to the restroom, standing before the mirror and looking the frizzy mess over.

She wasn’t as nervous as she thought she’d be going into this. Brooke had texted back and forth with Kent pertaining to when she’d arrive; when she got there, he’d walk her through everything on how to tend to the pokémon.

She grabbed her brush off the counter and turned the water on, running the brush under the active nozzle before flicking off excess water.

Because she’d taken a shower last night, preparation took less than twenty minutes, which was fortunate since she had to be at the house by nine.

After she fixed up her appearance and did her hygiene, she grabbed a water and her half-filled bag of vanilla-covered mini oran berries from the kitchen in case she got hungry later, kissed Parker goodbye, smooched Luma’s head, patted Pyro, and was out the door and on the road with the radio on and running commercials. She kept it at a low volume to hear her navigation app call out directions on her phone sitting on the middle console.

Strip traffic was a given, and as Brooke passed the Shopping District, the urge to stop at Wikiblux was something vicious after having it recently. Avoiding addiction wasn’t her greatest strength, but parking wasn’t a possibility, so her foot stayed on the gas until it had to let off the pedal for the car in front of her.

Her phone rang, vibrating against the console, which she glanced down at. “Need a damn car with Magnect... or my watch maybe. Forgot to bring it.” Brooke glanced from the road again since she was a good distance from the vehicle ahead of her and squinted at the caller ID. “Ayh, Malia.” She swiped to answer and hit the speaker option.

“Babeeee!”

“Wow, you’re annoying,” Brooke said with an obvious smile.

“What time should I pick you up?”

Brooke shook her head. “What?”

“So I can take you out. You need a breather.”

“Malia, I’m pokésitting today.” She pressed the brake after the vehicle ahead stopped at a red light. She was close to the outskirts, where traffic would clear up temporarily.

“Ugh, you suck. Tomorrow?”

“Parker’s taking me somewhere tomorrow.” She tapped the steering wheel with her finger.

“I’m about to break up with your ass, holy—”

Brooke giggled. “It’s in the afternoon. We can go tomorrow night.”

“Promise?”

“‘Ae, promise.” She let her foot off the brake after the light turned green. "Where we going, anyway?”

“You’ll see. Anyway, have fun at work, I guess.”

“Bye.” The call dropped, and Brooke sighed, increasing her speed as the traffic broke up and progressed

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It was just after 9 a.m. when she pulled into the neighborhood fixed amid the inner city, half-looking at her phone while navigating residential streets to ensure she wouldn’t pass the address.

“Come onn, I’m late I’m late.” Brooke peeked at her surroundings out of her rolled-down window. “It’s on this road.”

The area appeared pleasant, a typical middle-class one with large homes, green grass, and a number of luxury vehicles sitting in driveways.

She shot her eyes from the navigation on her phone after the app told her she arrived and slowed the car before a one-story home with a luxury coupe in the driveway and a grassy yard. “This one.” She didn’t want to just pull into the driveway, but street parking was full of vehicles lining the curbs, so she grabbed her phone to call Kent through Wizzitails, leaning back against the seat until it picked up.

“Hello, Brooke?”

“Sorry I’m late,” she replied. “I’m out front, but there’s no parking.”

“I’ll be out in a minute. You can take the spot in the driveway next to me.”

“Thanks.” She ended the call and pulled into the driveway. “What’d I get myself into…” The moment Brooke turned the car off and opened the door, all the anxiety ever hit her.

As she stepped out with her phone and stood, the home’s front door opened, which she almost paced to meet. “Hi, sorry again.”

Kent swished his hand with a grin. He wore a sharp business casual suit. “Ah, don’t worry about it. I was late to interview you, wasn’t I?”

Brooke only let out a subtle giggle at the question and entered the home after he backpedaled and beckoned her with his hand. She found her eyes instantly shooting around. The living room alone struck her with a bit of awe.

It was spacious with a fluffy carpet, had a leather couch, a large entertainment center with a TV sitting in the middle, and tall windows with uncovered drapes to let in the sun leading to a grassy backyard. There was also a toy box resting against the entertainment center.

Of course, she couldn’t ignore the umbreon on the couch and the two eevee cuddled together on the floor. One wore a cute blue collar and one wore a pink, which made her tilt off her feet.

“You might be judging me for having no decorations up. No paintings, bare nightstands against the walls, no shelves…” He tilted his head at Brooke with defeat in his eyes. “Ask me why,” he said with a sigh.

“Why?”

He looked down the hall. “Ditz!”

A thump or two was heard—and in moments, a vaporeon padded out of one of the rooms and stopped in the hall. He glanced at Kent but honed in on Brooke, and he wasted no time trotting up for a closer inspection.

“This one.” Kent stood with crossed arms and watched Ditz sniff at Brooke’s shoes, ankles, and up her legs.

A giggle shook in her chest; she crouched to meet the vaporeon and placed a palm atop his rubbery head while he continued sniffing.

Ditz pulled from her hand and looked up at her, which allowed her to study his eyes. One of his irises was averted abnormally aside.

“He’s got a lazy eye, but he’s healthy, don’t worry,” Kent said as if answering her unspoken thoughts. “Also, I’d watch your hands.”

“Huh?” Brooke slightly pulled her hand while looking up at Kent—and conveniently left her hand hovering inches from Ditz’s face.

“Vp!”

“Ow!” She ripped her hand away after feeling a rough nip on her fingers and shot her wide eyes back to Ditz, who simply sat back without a neutral expression.

“Ditz!” Kent scolded and leaned down to eye Brooke’s hand. “You okay? Sorry… I wasn’t kidding when I said he’s a loose cannon.”

She stood and shot the vaporeon a soft glower, then tilted her hand to glance it over. The bite hadn’t left marks. “I’m fine. I’m ready if you wanna show me everything.”

“Right, I have to leave soon.” Kent passed Ditz and went to the couch, where the umbreon and eevee were. He silently waved Brooke over.

She shook off her shoes and followed, stopping at a distance after the pink-collared eevee scrambled up and stared up at her with obvious concern. The blue-collared one stared as well but kept its nonchalant demeanor.

“Dimmy,” Kent spoke to the attentive umbreon, who sat up. “This is gonna be you guys’ sitter for today.” He grinned back at Brooke. “She’s kind and’ll take good care of everything.”

Standing stiff, she raised a hand to greet with a warm grin as Dimmy eyed her.

The umbreon nodded at Kent.

“Could you tell K and K?” Kent nodded toward both eevee, then stood, walking back to Brooke. “They’ll fare better hearing it from Dad.” He watched Dimmy drop from the couch and talk to both eevee, who curiously had their eyes on Brooke. “For your knowledge, Kassi is wearing pink, and Kinsi is in blue. They warm up fast once they feel you out.”

She remained tense. She’d got bitten by Ditz and had no idea if the other lutions would accept her. Hopefully, Kent was right.

“Alright, let me run you through where everything is and how it works.”

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Brooke looked back as the front door shut. Twenty minutes later, she was left to five pokémon and her own devices; speaking of devices, Kent had messaged her their feeding schedules and when to let them out in the backyard. He’d also said she could raid the fridge if she got hungry.

She turned back to the living room and scanned it. No sign of Ditz, who she strictly couldn’t leave unattended for too long. Glissa, the glaceon—Dimmy’s mate, was sound asleep in one of the rooms. Kent had told Brooke to leave her at rest from being a dedicated parent.

She set her eyes on Dimmy and both eevee, who were now on the couch stuck to their father, their eyes still wary of Brooke’s presence. Wearing a slight grin at the corner of her mouth, she approached slowly until stopping before the couch.

Both eevee cowered and leaned back against their father, so she crouched to level herself with them.

“Hi, Kassi. Hi Kinsi,” she said. “And Dimmy.”

“Umbreon,” Dimmy said and moved toward her while lowering his head.

“Oh–” Brooke brought her hand and placed it on his head ring, rubbing with a growing smile and feeling a tender ache in her stomach while soft fur brushed against her palm. She repeated this a lot, but she felt so at home around pokémon.

Dimmy turned his head to look back at the two eevee, resulting in Brooke’s fingers grazing his ear. “Umbre, br bre.” He backed up on his paws and, using a forepaw, pushed Kassi to take his place, who tilted back against her father’s push with reluctance and a tucked tail.

“Aw, please don’t be afraid.” Brooke frowned while watching the poor thing quiver before her. She moved her already-raised hand toward Kassi’s head with folded ears. Brooke shot a couple of quick glances Dimmy’s way to ask for continued permission.

The umbreon gave a nod and watched Brooke place her palm on Kassi’s furry head.

“V-Vee!” She flinched into a slight curl with narrow eyes, the hackles on her fur rising.

“Ayh…” Brooke wanted to pull her hand away, but she kept rubbing while Dimmy spoke to comfort his daughter. After almost a minute of Brooke rubbing the eevee’s cheek and eventually exploring her body’s lush coat, Kassi didn’t seem as apprehensive.

Dimmy had even lay back down.

“Glad we’re comfier,” Brooke said while scritching Kassi, who seemed to be enjoying the affection now, telling by her softer eyes. It took Brooke back to the night she first got acquainted with Luma.

After a few more minutes of introductory bonding, with Brooke spreading her affection between Kassi and Kinsi, who warmed up fairly quickly as told, she reluctantly got up.

“Now, where’s Ditz?…” There were four doors down the hall, two of which were shut as an anti-Ditz barrier—the laundry room, and Kent’s roommate’s room, who was currently out of region.

Brooke stopped at the only open one, Kent’s room, and peeked inside to witness Glissa sprawled out on her side across the bed, still asleep. “No Ditz here.”

She continued down the hall and stopped at the open restroom door, also peeking inside. It was silent; the translucent glass sliding shower door was closed. “Where is this pokémon?…” Brooke grumbled. She was about to turn away until she saw blurred movement behind the glass.

She tilted her head and squinted, making out the color blue. Brooke sucked her teeth and approached, pulling the sliding door.

Ditz sat with that same neutral expression, his gaze fixed on her.

“How’d you even get in here?” She placed a hand on her hip.

“Pr.” Ditz raised a forepaw and lazily licked it.

“At least you aren’t painting the house in water, so, enjoy yourself, I guess?” She shrugged and slid the door closed, leaving the restroom. “One weird vaporeon…” Brooke just had to make sure he stayed out of the rooms. They were all closed except for Kent’s, and according to Kent, Ditz didn’t start trouble with anymon in the house and wouldn’t enter his room as long as Glissa was in there.

Upon returning to the living room from the hall, she looked over from behind the couch and saw Kinsi on his hind legs over the toy box.

The eevee pulled out a red ball full of punctures that barely fit in his mouth and turned around with it while chewing, which made Brooke giggle. She watched Kinsi trot up to the couch and look up at Dimmy and Kassi.

“Hhvee!” Kinsi said, the ball muffling his speech; Kassi shamelessly ignored his plea to play and turned away from him while curling her forepaw against her chest.

Dimmy, however, grinned down at Kinsi and slid off the couch, outstretching his limbs and stiffening his tail. “Umre.”

Kinsi paced across the carpet and stopped at a distance, turning around with the ball and dropping it. He bapped it with his paw, sending it bouncing toward Dimmy, who stopped it with his paw.

Brooke watched them send it back and forth and leaned over the back of the couch. While admiring the game, her eye caught something she wished it wouldn’t have.

Now her eyes were on the furry sac between the umbreon’s legs. She tried to look away, especially after her face warmed from the ensuing images filling her head. Pleasant enough but filthy, and Brooke had left it behind.

Plus, it was illegal. Plus, no pokémon here was hers. Not that she would dare—

“Bre?”

She looked up from her thoughts to see Dimmy staring back at her from the floor with his forepaw on the ball. “Hm?”

He kept his eyes on her and pressed the ball, squishing it with his pads.

“Oh, uh?” Brooke stood and pointed to herself, to which Dimmy gave an affirming nod. She walked around the couch and sat on her knees beside the umbreon, still tense in their presence.

Dimmy pushed the ball in front of her and scooted aside.

Brooke grabbed it and looked ahead at an awaiting Kinsi across the floor, lowered and ready to pounce. The eevee’s cuteness was enough to urge her to send the ball, which she did, pushing it with her hand.

Kinsi swished his upright tush and tail held in the air, watching the ball roll toward him; just before it passed him, he pounced it with extended claws, a subtle growl, and bit down on the toy with his fangs.

“Vicious.” Brooke giggled and watched the eevee sit up with it in his mouth moments later, then drop it and send it back with an eager swipe of his paw.

It rolled across the floor fast, but she stopped it easily. With a small smirk, she feigned tossing it his way, which the eevee jolted at while shifting into his readied stance. She giggled louder and tossed the ball.

Kinsi attempted to pounce in time, but his claws grasped at the carpet while the ball zipped past him. “Evv!” He scuttled to catch up and pounce it before it reached the entertainment center, biting down harder with a glare after catching it.

Brooke again couldn’t help but giggle. “I so want an eevee now.”

Catch went on to last for another staggering twenty minutes until Kinsi got tired. Dimmy had even disappeared and gone down the hall during it, leaving Brooke with both eevee after she’d ran out to her car to grab her oran bites that were folded up beside her on the floor.

“Tuckered out?” she asked Kinsi after he flopped onto the carpet a few feet from her. Brooke leaned back against the couch with a sigh and shut her eyes. She opened them after feeling something touch the top of her head and tilted her head up to meet Kassi standing over her.

Kassi backed up after Brooke moved and raised a forepaw.

“Sorry, nono, Kassi, it’s okay.” Brooke kept completely still, and the pink-collared eevee reapproached and sniffed at her hair.

Then, to Brooke’s surprise, Kassi bunted her head. After a lighter nudge with a nuzzle to end, Brooke slowly raised a hand and grazed Kassi’s ears with her fingers.

Kassi tilted her ears, slightly ducking her head against Brooke’s touch. As Brooke lowered her palm to attempt resting it atop her head, the eevee lowered her head until her chin pressed into the cushion—where Brooke’s hand finally rested atop Kassi’s head.

Brooke removed it after a moment and sat up, looking back at her. “You like oran berries?”

Meanwhile, minutes later, Dimmy left Kent’s bedroom with a half-asleep Glissa beside him. The lutions strolled down the hall, but a burst of laughter coming from the living room made the glaceon speed up to a trot and round the corner.

She stopped dead in her tracks, shooting her eyes at Brooke holding Kassi and placing the eevee in her lap, who sprawled herself over Brooke’s thigh while chewing a mouthful of sweet vanilla oran berries.

“Glacee!” Glissa hissed and darted at Brooke, who seized up—Kassi rolled and fell off of her thigh.

Dimmy stopped Glissa by jumping in front of her.

“U-Umbreon umbre umbre!” He wore wide eyes and folded ears while attempting to ease the situation.

“Glaceon, glaceonn…” She peered at Dimmy and snatched away, but not before giving Brooke the same glower.

“Sorry,” Brooke said with a grimace, eyeing the disgruntled glaceon. “I-If you don’t want me touching them, I won’t. I’m just sitting for Kent.”

Glissa sat and seemed to have softened up after Brooke’s words, blowing a snuffle through her nose.

Kassi seemed to have caught on to things being settled, or maybe she didn’t, but she climbed back atop Brooke’s thigh either way and licked her lips.

Kinsi largely ignored the situation and went to greet his mother, nuzzling her foreleg, which Dimmy watched with a grin.

At least things were settled so far. Brooke reached to rub Kassi’s neck with her index knuckle but stopped and dragged her eyes up to Glissa. “Forgot…”

However, Glissa lay on the carpet and formed a slight grin to show her approval, which Brooke returned.

‘Thank you,’ Brooke mouthed and watched Dimmy lay next to her. She reached into her berry bag and popped a few in her mouth, then grabbed a few more and held them before Kassi’s mouth, who took them and nipped Brooke’s fingertip in the process.

“Amh, gentle, Kassi.” Brooke giggled.

Kinsi joined his parents, lying under Glissa, who lowered her head to groom his fur.

“Think they’re all comfy around me now,” Brooke whispered with a smile and watched the domestic bliss before her eyes.

She had apparently stolen Kassi from them, though. She drew her fingers down the eevee’s soft coat and glanced down as Kassi flexed her paw over her thigh. Just a moment later, Brooke swore she both heard and felt Kassi’s stomach rumble. “Wait, what time is it?” She pulled her phone from her pocket and checked the time. “Fifteen from ten.”

Brooke had to feed everyone soon, and speaking of everyone—her eyes dilated. “Sorry, Kassi.” Brooke lifted and set her aside, standing. “Be right back!” she said while pacing around the couch, down the hall, and into Kent’s room.

Her jaw dropped, and she put a hand on her head, clutching her hair. The pillows were on the floor, and the blanket was bunched up and dragged halfway along the floor from the bed. Brooke scanned the dresser and window, taking a sigh of relief. The curtain and everything on the dresser was intact, fortunately.

“Ditz?” she called. She approached the bed and leaned down to grab the blanket, tossing it over the mattress. She also gathered the pillows from off the floor. “What is with this vap…” Brooke leaned over the bed to place them neatly—

“Aeh!” she squealed and stumbled back after feeling something bite her ankle. She fell onto her bottom and saw a dim outline of a very familiar face peeking at her from under the bed. “Ditz, you fucking…” She sucked her teeth and studied her ankle. The bite hadn’t hurt. It startled her if anything.

Ditz crawled out from under the bed and stared at her without a blink. He slowly approached, which Brooke pulled her legs and feet in against, hugging her knees.

“Stop, D-Ditz, you’re weirding me out,” she tilted back as he closed in and held her breath.

He stopped before her and leaned to eye her ankle, then pressed his nose to it. “Pory.”

Brooke loosened up just slightly. “But you’ve bitten me twice. I was trying to be nice to you.”

Ditz slightly lidded his eyes, a diversion from his usual expression.

“Ayh, I guess we can restart.” She reached a hand and held it out to him.

He met her hand—with his mouth, and licked her palm.

“Wh–” Brooke curled her fingers against his slippery water-type tongue and pulled her hand back, wiping it on her pants. “You were supposed to use your paw or something, ugh.” She stood and looked down at him, rolling her eyes at his clueless expression. “Hungry?”

Ditz raised his tail.

“Come on. Locking you out of the room.” She walked out and grabbed the doorknob, closing the door behind Ditz.

With a tighter grasp on his whereabouts, she sauntered down the hall and looked over the couch at the lution family. “Anyone hungry?”

Kinsi and Kassi both shot up while Dimmy and Glissa remained beside each other.

“You two?” Brooke pointed at the lution duo, who shook their heads. “Just the kids and one vaporeon then.” She walked to the kitchen and giggled at Kinsi darting past her legs onto the tile floor.

Kassi followed closer to Brooke’s feet, which Brooke was internally surprised at. Maybe the berries had won her over.

Ditz seemed to respectfully stay at a distance from both eevee, standing idle at the kitchen’s entrance.

“Should be inn…” Brooke hummed and crouched to open a cabinet, spotting a folded-up bag of Chow. “Chow is boring.” She reached in and grabbed the bag.

As she did, she felt two weighted paws on her thigh and looked at Kassi propped up on her forepaws with a swishy tail. “I would have fed you two earlier if I knew you were starving.”

Brooke pulled the Chow out and grabbed three plastic bowls from under the sink. She set two a small distance from each other for both eevee and reached to place Ditz’s before him. She then proceeded to fill all three as instructed by Kent, with Kassi and Kinsi getting less.

After that, she stood and leaned against the counter to watch the pokémon munch away with a soft grin. Her phone buzzed in her pocket; she pulled it out to see a text from Parker asking how everything was going.

Her grin growing, Brooke raised her thumbs to reply and double-glanced out toward the living room before watching, where she caught Glissa nipping at Dimmy’s ears and nuzzling against him. “She’s all over him. I think…” If her years of volunteering had taught her anything, she could recognize too many signs across species of pokémon requesting each other to mate.

But Brooke went back to texting for now, telling Parker how well she was getting along with the pokémon and asking him what he was up to at home.

Everyone was finished eating a minute or so later. Kinsi trotted back to the living room, Ditz went down the hall, and Kassi went to sit by Brooke’s feet.

Brooke looked down from her phone. “What’d I do to deserve the cutest eevee ever by my side?” She crouched and scritched the back of her neck. “Full?”

Kassi leaned up against Brooke’s touch and nodded.

“Good good. Come on.” Brooke headed back to the living room with Kassi padding behind and sat on the couch. Glissa had stopped biting at Dimmy, but Brooke swore she could feel tension between the two. Brooke didn’t make it obvious she was watching them. She used her phone, but she furtively glanced up and caught them speaking quietly between each other while their kits play-wrestled each other at a distance. Brooke even saw their eyes shooting at her now and again from her periphery.

At this, she swiped over to her Wizzitails and opened the app, opening her DMs between her and Kent. She got up and went down the hall to the restroom, closing the door and pressing the call button. She held it to her ear and let it ring.

“Hello, Brooke?”

She grimaced and clenched her fist. “I’m sorry for calling. I had a question.”

“I figured so. Go ahead. I stepped away.”

“So… Glissa has been nipping at Dimmy’s ear, and—”

“Oh no…” Kent sighed. “Apologies for the interrupt, but I’d completely forgotten to touch on that. To put it lightly, mating is how Glissa relieves and has been relieving stress. They… can as long as they use protection. They know the rules, but that’s… the weird part.”

Brooke wouldn’t say it, but one thing she knew absolutely nothing about was poképrotection. “What do you mean?”

“Ehm, so, there are pokécondoms I keep in my bottom drawer, but you would have to apply it, so if you’re an ounce of uncomfortable, feel completely free to tell them no. I wouldn’t pressure you.”

She bit her lip. “N-No, no, it’s fine. I can do it.” Her cheeks warmed.

“You’re sure? I’d hate to turn you away. I feel awful already for bringing this up out of nowhere.”

“I promise I’m okay with it. Don’t worry.”

“Alright… You can close them in my room and watch K and K in the living room. Know you can change your mind at any time.”

“Of course. Bye.” Brooke hung up after his bye and slipped her phone in her pocket. How was she even supposed to bring this up to Dimmy and Glissa?

And she just realized—she looked over at the shower door, which she spotted a stagnant blue behind. “Ugh, he heard everything…” she whispered. Brooke left, went into Kent’s bedroom, and straight to his dresser, opening the bottom drawer.

She didn’t have to sift to see a small open box in the corner beside folded clothes, which she grabbed and reached inside of, pulling out an individual packet with a rounded outline.

Brooke stood with it and slipped it into her free pocket while walking out of the room. Okay, so, maybe it did feel kind of weird. She’d never done anything like this, she didn’t know how to approach it, but she had the opposite of a ‘problem’ with it.

When she reached the living room and stood behind the couch, she leaned over and scoped out the scene.

Kassi and Kinsi had finished playing and were instead grooming each other on the carpet.

Brooke had no idea what Dimmy and Glissa were doing, but more or less, they were now looking at her. She raised a hand and subtly waved them over; however, as the two lutions stood, Kassi and Kinsi took immediate notice.

“Umbre umbreon,” Dimmy said to them, and they stayed put.

Brooke’s face heated more by the second as Dimmy and Glissa stood and walked around the couch; she led them to Kent’s room and ensured she closed the door behind them, standing tense with her hands held before her while the duo looked up at her. “So, uh, I know you guys want to mate, but…” Brooke reached into her pocket and pulled out the condom. Her cheeks flushed to the max.

Glissa noticeably perked, and Dimmy nodded upon seeing what Brooke held.

“I guess that’s a yes…” she murmured and crouched, meticulously tearing the pack and taking out the lubricated condom. Brooke held it between two fingers and watched Dimmy sit before her with parted hind legs.

It made it more awkward that Glissa was watching, but Brooke was only here to help, and both were open to it. She reached her hand between his legs and held his sheath, keeping her eyes down so they weren’t on his face.

He felt stiff against her fingers; Brooke’s breath tightened ever-so-slightly. With a swallow, she worked to slowly pull the skin concealing his member back. She briefly tensed her thighs after seeing his tip, and as she uncovered more of his length, the flushed warmth spelled on her face spread and rushed down her body, where it flared particularly between her legs.

As an admission, the arousal was there, but Brooke wouldn’t give in. Never again, and especially not with so much risk present.

After exposing his member and holding it with her fingers, feeling it throb reflexively and resisting the urge to curl her digits against it, she fit the condom over his tip and pulled it snug over every inch, ensuring it was properly applied, and removed her hand.

Her mind still swam with the feel of holding an umbreon’s eager cock—the very sight of it and how hard he was, but she stood with a quiver in her legs. “I’ll knock in an hour if that works?”

“Umb.” Dimmy grinned in appreciation and turned to Glissa after Brooke left.

She started closing the door behind her but stopped short, leaving it slightly cracked. She stared blankly at the wall ahead of her; her breaths pressed against her chest. Her pulse thrummed, and the warmth within spiraled to utter heat.

Brooke turned to face the door and sat while arousal burned between her legs. She looked to the restroom, then down toward the living room. “I shouldn’tt.” She squeezed her eyes shut and pouted.

Still, she leaned in on her knees and peeked through the door’s crack. They were on the floor. She couldn’t see much else but Dimmy’s rear and tail, but he was standing before Glissa’s backside with his face in what Brooke assumed was her crotch.

Brooke pictured Dimmy’s tongue licking her own pussy. “Hmm…” She shifted, squeezing and rubbing her thighs together with a desperate urge to whimper. Her eyes were glued to Dimmy’s subtle head motions, which she applied to his licks to follow them.

However, the duo didn’t waste time on foreplay. After a few moments, Brooke leaned forward more after he stepped back and mounted his mate. This was where Brooke was more than glad she had this angle. She ran her lustful, lascivious gaze over Dimmy’s sac and member angling toward Glissa’s aroused vagina.

Brooke reached and held her thigh, bunching her skin under her pants while rubbing and teasing her inner thigh. As Dimmy moved his hips and prodded his member to position it, Brooke spread her legs. She slid her hand down and pressed her covered clit. “Huhs…” She gasped under her breath and tilted her leg aside, slowly rubbing her outer labia.

She watched Dimmy’s cock closely. She watched him press his tip to and kiss Glissa’s folds; then she watched him thrust and slide in deep. "Arceus fuckk..." Brooke muttered and parted her lips as if she could feel it.

After he’d penetrated, Brooke couldn’t help it. She scrambled to unbutton her pants and slipped her hand under her panties, rubbing her wet, supple labia that moved against her fingers and clit swollen with arousal in gentle circles as Dimmy thrust. She huffed shakily and reached to push the door ajar more.

Brooke inched closer and kept rubbing herself, focused on Dimmy thrusting his cock inside his mate’s tight hole and imagining the sensations she’d feel if it were herself, creating intensified surges of pleasure spreading along her vaginal walls. She panned her eyes curtly from his testes swaying with his motions, his knot tapping her labia, his bushy tail, and his dimly glowing rings.

Her pants hindered her dexterity. Brooke had wanted to be secrete, but she needed this. It would be quick. She sat back on her rear to pull them and her panties down below her knees, then, leaning back up on her knees, she spread her legs more and rubbed faster, placing her free hand on the carpet for leverage, and rubbed in broader strokes, stimulating her inner labia and clit evenly and sending flaring warmth pulsating around her pussy. “Uh, ‘ae, fuck herr…” Brooke whispered with an edge, watching Glissa spread her legs and ground her paws for leverage.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw something small approaching from down the hall from the living room, making her flinch and stop her motions.

“Vee?”

Brooke looked aside with mortified eyes upon seeing a pink-collared eevee staring up at her less than a foot away.

Kassi curiously looked at Brooke’s hand and privates with full orbs, drew over her halfway-off pants, and scanned how she sat.

“Ihk…” Brooke choked, shifting her eyes back to Dimmy and Glissa’s session after hearing a grunt come from them. Ignoring a clueless Kassi as best she could, she set her eyes back on the eevee’s parents and started rubbing herself again. The present arousal was too much, and the sex before her eyes was all too enticing. Brooke didn't have much time if she wanted to orgasm to their act.

“Mmhuh,” Brooke moaned after feeling lush fur brush against her skin that sent a frisson up her leg, looking aside at Kassi nuzzling her thigh. She turned away and attempted to immerse herself in Dimmy’s faster humping and brighter rings, hearing subtle moans from Glissa. They were getting close, as was Brooke. Her pussy got wetter, and her arousal spiraled.

Brooke felt a lick and teeth grazing her skin, which brought a louder, quavery moan from her mouth. She stopped masturbating and again looked down at Kassi trying to get her attention. “K-Kassi,” she said in a hushed hiss and gently pushed the eevee away, who stumbled back over her paws.

Brooke turned her focus back to the action, rubbing herself to a desperate climax with rising breaths as the pleasure mounted. Her rubbing slicked audibly, and she went faster.

Kassi hadn’t taken the hint, however. The eevee stared up at Brooke, still visibly puzzled. She again drew her eyes to Brooke rubbing herself out and to the jerks of her leg. With a twitch of her ear, Kassi went back in and this time opened her mouth to take a bigger bite of Brooke’s thigh, bunching her skin against her tongue and fangs.

“Uh-h-mh.” Brooke gasped sharply, her eyes flicking upward and her vision hazing after Kassi bit down, the eevee's fangs dimpling her skin, tongue licking it, and hot breath hitting it. Brooke pressed her pussy lips and huffed. “N-Noo, Kassi.” She placed one hand on the eevee’s head and pushed, but she also rubbed faster, and Kassi kept her teeth locked.

Brooke’s breaths shook and quickened. She watched Glissa stumble forward and work to keep her paws grounded. She watched Dimmy’s ears fold and his thrusting grow more erratic while he leaned over her, and heard louder noises between them, which she caught Kassi tilting her head at in her periphery. Brooke focused especially on his cock slipping in and out. “Y-Yes, Dimmy, give her that cock. Fuck her– oh she’s feeling so good…”

She clenched her teeth and stammered another gasp between spiraling self-pleasure and Kassi’s now playful chewing, making her shudder with sensual chills. Brooke shifted her affected thigh with pink cheeks. “K-Kassi, s-sstop.” She continued rubbing herself, arching her back with dazed eyes that sweat formed under.

Between the steamy pokésex in front of her and Kassi’s unwarranted affection, Brooke was closer to orgasm than ever. “C-Cum, please. Knot her t-tight little– oh…” She curled her fingers against her folds and momentarily clutched Kassi’s fur with her other hand.

After enough failed attempts, Kassi released Brooke’s thigh and licked around her mouth. With a sigh, she climbed onto Brooke’s thigh and sprawled across it on her stomach, reaching her paw across Brooke’s inner thigh and lazily flexing her pads and claws against it.

Brooke's continuous rubbing and the wet sounds coming from it sparked Kassi's curiosity, though. At first, she stared at Brooke's hand, then she extended her foreleg and pawed at it.

Brooke dropped her jaw and rubbed faster, focusing on her swollen, overly-aroused clit. Kassi’s warmth and touch sent her over the edge. She felt the eevee's fur and paw pads grazing her labia. “Cummingg… c-cumming! Fuck fuck fuck...” she squealed but kept it a whisper.

Brooke widened her eyes and spread her knees more, staring ahead at the eeveelutions fucking harder while her orgasm echoed with intensity around her clit. “Uhnn, uhmhh…” She pushed her hips and kept rubbing, deeply honed in on Dimmy’s hips humping in what were now wild, curt motions, his balls swaying and bouncing against his pace, his wet cock slipping in and out of Glissa, and his thick knot smacking her pussy lips.

Her orgasm inundated her mind and eyes with pure lust. Two pokémon fucking had never looked so hot; she only wished to Arceus Dimmy was pounding her snatch right now. She formed a grin as he slowed his thrusts and faintly groaned, pressing his knot to Glissa’s labia with every wet pump and working to fit it inside while his hind paw slid back across the carpet.

Brooke slowed her rubbing as her orgasm waned, watching Dimmy press their hips once more and spread Glissa’s lips with his knot, pushing inside and making her tilt off her hind paws.

Brooke shut her eyes with rapid, shallow breaths, and trembling limbs. She brought her legs from under her, sliding Kassi off onto the floor in the process, and sat on her bare rear. “B-Best orgasm I’ve ever hadd…” she murmured.

Brooke shot her eyes open and leaned up to grab the doorknob, turning it and silently closing the door. She sat back on the floor and looked down at Kassi while catching her breath, then turned her face.

After Brooke washed off in the restroom, she was back in the living room. She had let Kinsi out in the backyard and was sitting on the couch with Kassi beside her, but Brooke couldn't even look at her. Kassi hadn't known what was going on; Brooke should have stopped then and there.

Her stomach ached. Not because she was hungry, and not because all she'd eaten were candied berries. "Arceus, I'm weird..."

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Brooke had gotten out of the shower back home later that night. The door was shut, locked, and she sat nude and wet on the edge of the tub, holding her face in her hands.

She was a wreck, something she hadn’t been in a while. That which have been a great first pokésitting experience to look back on. “Fuck me…” She pressed her shut eyes with her fingers.

She hoped Kent never contacted her to return. She hadn’t done anything illegal, right? Just absurdly inappropriate; she didn’t deserve to ever again grace that family’s presence. Kassi probably told Dimmy and Glissa what she’d seen too. “Or maybe not… She was fucking clueless.”

Brooke stood and pulled a towel off the hook beside where she’d hung her clothing, drying herself off before putting on panties, a bra and tee, and socks.

After brushing her teeth, she dragged out with a slight sulk and entered the bedroom, where Parker lay in bed on his back while on his phone, which he set down after seeing her. “Hey.” He was shirtless but had on pajama pants.

She got on the bed and moved up to sit by him, brushing damp strands of her hair aside from her face.

“Always look adorable with wet hair,” he said, reaching to place his hand atop hers while eyeing her face and momentary half-grin. “You okay? You were out of it when you came through the door. Didn’t say much.”

“Tired. Shower helped," she drawled. It helped physically, anyway.

“C’mere.” He reached his hands up toward her, and she crawled over to sit in his lap, straddling him with her thighs. With a sigh through his nose, Parker placed a hand on her thigh and hugged her waist with his arm. “Was it too much for you? I don’t want you overworking yourself.”

She barely shook her head with a slow blink.

He pushed his lips aside and pulled her closer, studying her dim face. “Babe, then what’s wrong? Did something happen?”

“It went great. It’s what I want.” Brooke leaned forward and set her palms on his chest, her hair draping. “I’ll be fine tomorrow.”

“If not, tell me. You don’t have to go to the gathering thing tomorrow.”

“I’ll be ready. It’ll be nice.”

He snaked his arms up her hips and sides, holding and pulling her to lie on top of him.

She gave and pressed her chest to his with her face by his neck. Brooke closed her eyes while he rubbed her back and played with her hair. “I love you,” she murmured.

Parker pressed his fingers into her scalp and sifted through her damp hair. He kissed her head. “Love you more.”

She hugged his sides and let out a breath, nuzzling into his neck and kissing it. “Too tired to argue.”

Maybe it would be okay. She hadn't let anyone or anymon do touch her today—Kassi didn't count. She still had her boyfriend and much more ahead. Her unfulfilled fantasies would have to stay as fantasies.