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Lisa didn’t expect Dane to keep up with the lewd, detailed journals and live videos that she wanted from him, but he went above and beyond her expectation. While none of the journals were overwhelmingly lengthy, they were thorough and there were quite a few of them, even for the same pokemon. What intrigued her most, however, were another separate stack of documents altogether. None of them were quite as detailed as the journals that she had requested, but she didn’t expect them to be, considering they all seemed to be recollections of other pokemon he’d mated with.

Since she hadn’t asked Dane to include it to begin with, she chose to separate it from the files that she deemed her “work.” She had much more fun enjoying Dane’s journals when she could relax and imagine the action at her own pace.

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Dane stirred until he was finally awake, staring across the near empty living room to a digital clock on the only other piece of furniture in the living room, a small desk. It was 6:28 A.M., but the living room was dark, with the curtains closed tight. He slowly sat up on the couch, looking around the room then down to his housemate, a Meowstic by the name of Lacey, who seemed to stay busy playing games on his pokegear.

Her trainer was a hard-working woman who’d recently had a bit of bad luck and needed a new place. The new apartment was bigger than her old one, but a busy work schedule kept her from packing anything up or moving anything around, so she asked Dane to keep Lacey company in the apartment. Of course, he couldn’t help but oblige, especially since he and Lacey had a better relationship than most trainers with their pokemon…but he didn’t quite to expect so much time doing nothing.

“Already left for work, huh?” Dane rubbed his bare chest as he looked down to Lacey.

She didn’t look up, but responded in her usual manner, not showing much of an expression. “Mmh…”

Dane smiled and patted her on the head before lowering his hand back down to his lap. He’d already gotten groceries and he made more than enough lunch to have for dinner as well. It seemed Lacey’s trainer, Megan, would be working another late shift, leaving them alone for another day.

“Having fun?” Dane leaned back into the cushions and stretched out with a yawn. He leaned forward, then backward again in preparation to throw himself upright. Just as he stood up he felt a tug on his clothes.

Lacey looked up at him with glowing eyes and her ears splayed out before him. She looked up into his eyes and he returned her attention for a few moments before she bent her knees and slowly spread her legs. Her gaze lasted only seconds before she turned it back to the pokegear, gently mashing its touch screen with her paws and ears. Even after turning back, she kept her legs apart, propping one of them up against the back of the sofa.

Dane began to smile before reaching over, gently rubbing the insides of her furry little thighs. He licked his lips before turning toward her and easing himself downward. Lacey didn’t look up from her game even for a moment, but as he neared her sex she lifted her two tails and rested one on each of his shoulders

He smiled, looking up to the back of the pokegear before lowering his mouth to her pinky little pussy. With a deep breath, he filled his nose with her scent, fragrant like lavender from the shampoo he bathed her with. There was something more in her scent, something sour and tart, a scent and flavor that he’d become far too familiar with over the past few weeks.

“Laaaahh…” He announced as he lolled out his tongue, and with a single swipe, he licked her slit from bottom to top.

Lacey’s little paws curled and her body trembled, but she didn’t make a sound or look away from her game. Dane chuckled as he looked up, turning it into his goal to force her to look away as he did many times before, though he didn’t often manage it. When she didn’t look back, as he expected she wouldn’t, he went back down and began to lap her sex.

He moaned softly, attempting to hide his deep breaths as he tried to guess her lust through her scent. He failed miserably, but Lacey’s gaze didn’t break from the device, and Dane didn’t stop trying, getting better until he was nearly silent. Afterwards, he parted her sex with only his tongue and he softly buried his face between her furry white thighs.

“M-Meeeeoooow...” Lacey moaned long and slow, pausing from the game as Dane’s tongue sent a shudder through her body. Her insides convulsed and her pussy desperately gripped at Dane’s slippery digit, but it continued to move, spreading morning warmth through her body.

Dane savored every moment of the feeling as Lacey’s whole body vibrated around his tongue. He grinned into her crotch, positive she’d be able to feel it as he dove deep for her essence. He picked himself up on his knees, using one hand to fumble at his button as he lifted the other to Lacey’s blue thighs. He stroked and caressed, licked and lapped and kissed until Lacey’s familiar taste and scent spilled onto his tongue.

He couldn’t help but sigh into her crotch, proud and triumphantly even though Lacey hadn’t looked from her games and his pants were firmly secured about his waist. Still, he accepted the victories he could manage and even as he continued to fail at undoing his pants, which kept getting tighter by the moment, he savored the taste of Lacey’s excitement on his tongue.

Lacey whispered a moan loud enough for only him to hear and she slowly began to pant. She gently squeezed Dane’s cheeks between her two tails and lowered them to rub his neck as it contracted to gulp down the little fluid she provided him. As Dane poked and prodded her little heart thumped faster and her paws began to tremble.

Suddenly, in the midst of her game, her finger slipped and everything on the screen had gone still. She stared blankly at the screen, uncomprehending as Dane drove his tongue deeper with surprising gentleness. It took her a moment, but when she realized she wouldn’t be able to play, she switched to the next best thing: P/chan.

As the website loaded up Lacey moved the gear to her paws, and then with a flick of a wrist a glow of her eyes, she undid the button on Dane’s pants. He slowly raised his head after he did, panting softly as he looked down into her sex and the trickle of her excitement down her thighs. She rubbed them together for a moment, smearing her excitement and blocking his view for a moment, and when she opened her legs again, the soft scent of lavender was nearly gone.

Finally, Dane took the deep breath he wanted and savored every single moment of it. As he sighed out he lowered his pants. “Thanks, by the way.” He chuckled. “Never would have gotten those off.”

Lacey didn’t respond with anything more than a “meow” as though she was sitting through any other menial task. Despite her silence and her expression, which Dane had found to be a turn on anyway, her body betrayed her voice. It burned and couldn’t help but twitch and fidget as Dane began to expose himself behind the opaque pokegear screen. Her mind knew all too well how his cock looked as he pulled it from his boxers, the way it stuck out stuff as a board and throbbed with the same unpredictableness as his mind.

It happened just as her mind played it, and all the while Dane chuckled with a giddy grin as he scooted forward, leaving his pants in a wrinkled mess behind him. Precum oozed from the tip of his cock, running down his shaft and dripping on a blanket that he immediately decided would have to be washed. Before he could ruin any other textiles he leaned over her, letting his precum spill in thick globs on Lacey’s thigh, then pussy, then belly.

“Mmmh…” Lacey said back, noting that she could certainly see Dane’s face if she moved the pokegear just an inch…but she didn’t. Instead, she rubbed her thighs together at the feel as the warm stuff rolled down between her pussy lips and when she spread them apart messy ropes of his thick, liquid excitement continued to connect them.

Dane chuckled, then he lowered his hips, pressing them against her knees until they parted for him and he slid inwart between her thighs. He prodded her sex, leaving her ears to twitch and little toes to curl as the rest of her laid complacent beneath him. With a final throb, he covered her sex in a jet of his hot precum, letting his face contort in an expression of senseless pleasure that he was positive she could see out of her peripherals. If she did see him, she didn’t show it, but he knew that if she were focused on him, she would have smiled.

He grinned, then he pushed himself forward, letting his thick cock penetrate Lacey’s lower lips. Slippery warmth engulfed his body, leaving his teeth to grit and his chest to tighten as he pushed deep. He could see Lacey’s lips tremble as her mouth hung open and he could barely make out the sight of her tongue frozen in place. Suddenly, she bit down as Dane reached her cervix, poking, prodding, and massaging with the head of his thick cock.

“M-Meooow...!” She finally said as her insides molded around Dane’s thick, throbbing member as it had many times before. Still, each and every time, a peculiar pain that her mind and body craved surged through her body, then came the thought-shattering pleasure.

Lacey’s eyes, which had started so focused on the game began to glaze over and the pokegear began to slip from one of her paws. As she attempted to tighten her grip Dane’s cock throbbed inside of her, jerking and battering her cervix with a messy spurt of precum. Her teeth suddenly clenched and grunted out, losing hold of the phone until it began to fall toward her.

Before it could land, Lacey’s eyes glowed a bright sky blue and the phone began to levitate between her and Dane. The spectacle lasted only a few seconds before the phone landed down in her paws against her chest and when her eyes had returned to their normal state, her gaze was on his eyes.

“Heheh…” Dane began to chuckle, his mouth ajar as he panted above her. “Gotcha.”

She didn’t open her mouth to speak or look away, instead, she gently lifted the pokegear. The psychic-type didn’t break their gaze even for a moment as she held one of the side buttons of the blue and white gear. From the other side, Dane could see the screen flash, then it went black, then Lacey laid it at her side.

Dane lowered his head and nuzzled Lacey’s head with the tip of his nose, then he pulled back and gently thrust himself forward. He grunted softly and she too made a sound, but even for him, it was too soft to hear. The cushions began to rhythmically dimple beneath them as Dane fit as much as he could of his length within her, then even more until she shut her eyes.

“O-ooooowwww,” she whispered in ecstacy as her body rocked between Dane’s shaft and the couch cushions.

She began to pant, willing her legs to close, but only finding Dane’s body every single time. Her lips parted and her ears once bent in their usual odd manner, almost seemed limp above her head. Every single thrust sent a spike of pleasure that washed over her extremeties and urged her ears to twitch beneath him.

Dane sucked in a breath and slowly loosed it, narrowing his gaze as Lacey’s expression began to blur. Once more he took another breath, but before he released it he bent his arms and arched his back, speaking softly into her left ear. “Ohh Lacey…”

Lacey sank her claws into the fabric of the cushion, clenching her paws tight as Dane spoke. For a moment he went still, then he thrust forward, mashing her small frame beneath his. In that instance, she was aware of nothing more than a desperate ache in her loins and a burning deep in her lower belly, then came the all-too-familiar feel of Dane’s warmth.

He could only manage a deep sigh in unfathomable pleasure as he finally came, feeling similar tensions wash away with his release deep within Lacey’s body. One messy spurt at a time he painted her insides with his seed, jerking her body with every twitch of his cock. Her expression, for the first time, seemed to melt into a mixture of pleasure and relief as she let her eyes begin to close and her own pleasure show in full.

Dane was silent all the while, his hair disheveled at his sides and down his back as his orgasm began to slow, but not soon enough. Thick white cum oozed from Lacey’s pussy, down her thigh, and on her butt, pooling on the couch beneath them.

“Sh-shit…!” Dane grunted as he slowly pulled himself free from Lacey’s confines. His thick cock throbbed and bounced, flicking upward to spurt a thick line of cum that drew a line from her cheek to his cock. It flicked once more and thick, translucent white oozed from the tip of Dane’s manhood, slowly rolling down his shaft until it dripped from his balls and landed onto Lacey’s belly.

She grunted softly, letting the sticky stuff spray over her, as she let her mind melt in the feeling. Her hips were sore, and her mouth was suddenly much more dry than normal, but she reveled in the tremble of her ears, paws, and tails. All the while Dane looked down between Lacey’s legs, unsure of whether he should be more worried that the stain wouldn’t come out…or turned on at the sight of Lacey’s worked pussy and creampie.

“Goddammit…” Dane finally said with a sigh, wiping his forehead as he lifted himself up, rolling his head and shoulders. As he stood beside the couch and stretched out, ready to begin the day, Lacey reached to her side and took the pokegear back into her paws. She could certainly use a bath, but for time being…and most of the foreseeable day, she had time to play.