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Fuck! Where is that boy!? Zoroark had one hand basically glued to her crotch for the past half hour, her digits useless against her swollen labia while the other fondled a heavy breast. Her hand down below wasn't just to stem the tide of her heat either, she also tried desperately to mitigate the copious amounts of fluid she was leaking on the floor. She had to find Milo. He hadn't been in his bedroom, or in the office, or in the kitchen. He's not outside, is he? Zoroark looked down the hall again. She was starting to get desperate. If she couldn't find him, she'd have to grab someone else. Anyone.

“Zoroark? You alright?"

MILO. Zoroark whipped around to face him, and the eight inches she had on him suddenly felt very imposing. Zoroark grabbed his shoulders and pulled him into her, mashing him between her mounds. A primal feeling of satisfaction rippled through her. Finally, she'd found her male. MIIINNNEEE… She whipped up an illusion of her voice to speak human.

“You're not doing anything for, oh say, the rest of the day, right darling?"

She swayed her wide hips against him, using all her restraint to keep herself from tearing off all his clothes right then and there. His scent was killing her. Milo squeezed his head out from between her soft boobs, and responded.

“Not really. You… You uh…"

Milo gave a worried look.

“You wouldn't've happened to have gone into heat, did you?"

He knew it was getting into spring and all but… It still felt early. She ran her hands down his sides, landing them on his pants where her clawed hands started undoing them on their own.

“You could always read me like a book, handsome~"

Even just this simple exchange was taking too long. Her body sweltered with need, she could resist no longer! Zoroark wasted no time, yanking down his pants and pulling his hips against her own. Her soaked fur clung to his skin as she indulged herself with the contact. She needed more of him.

“Uh, Zoroark? We're still in the hallway…"

Milo's voice had a nervous tinge, unsure about just going to town right where just about anyone could walk up on them. Zoroark was already panting.

“My illusions can hide us. I need you right now sweetie."

Oh god! Milo fumbled to reach into the back pocket of his lowered pants as she started to force him to the floor. He always had to have it on him whenever this time of year rolled around. He landed on the hardwood, bottle in hand. Zoroark was on top of him before he even hit the ground, her heavy bottom crashing down on his lap. She had his half hard shaft pinned between her drooling lips and his groin, her plump thighs straddling his waist. Even through her dense fur he could feel her body heat. He didn't remain half hard for long.

“MMM! I've been looking all over for you!"

She rolled her hips over him, his lower body disappearing under her plush thighs and swollen mounds. Me hastily tried to get the bottle open, but he couldn't get the top off! Zoroark raked herself across his pulsing length, the friction made her shiver. Milo was having a hard time staying focused while she ground her wet crotch over his, those juicy folds sliding over his manhood. She was so close to penetration, her body screamed for it. But a glance at Milo revealed he wasn't as focused on the moment as she was. What was he even toying with down there? She leaned down to firmly place a hand on Milo's chest, a little annoyed he wasn't paying attention.

“What is that?"

“Uhh…"

Milo showed her the tube. She rolled her eyes.

“Ugh. Right. Get your shirt off."

She took the tiny bottle from him. She hated wasting time with this. Leaning back, she squeezed the bottle as hard as she could. The cap shot off and most of the gooey contents came out after it, unceremoniously splattering all over the area where their sexes met. Zoroark tossed the bottle to the side.

“There. DONE."

Milo only just got his shirt off as she put more weight on him, really pressing her groin into his. Fuck she was warm. Her body was so soft, he sunk right into her thighs. Her labia squished around his shaft, and her fur engulfed his skin. It was as if every part of her wanted a piece of him. Both hands now came down on Milo's chest, pinning him flat. Her huge breasts wobbling dangerously close.

“Now be a good boy and let me work~"

She lifted herself off his crotch, long strands of both lube and her own secretions connecting them as she let his cock free. The air felt so cold without her warmth pressing down on him. She was finally about to have him. Her body felt so empty and hot, and he was everything she craved. They were both so slippery, so completely drenched just trying to line up made Milo slip inside. Her lewd folds clung to his ridged length, wetly molding over his head and sending a shiver up Zoroark's spine. And once he was in, she couldn't bring herself to pull him back out. He slid in so easily! The feeling of him reaching deeper and deeper clouded her mind with primal satisfaction, feeding the urge to dose her heat. And FUCK was she hot! Her insides were sweltering against Milo's dick-skin. And what she lacked in tightness she more than made up for in texture. The way she felt as she'd taken more and more of his tool… It made him want to fuck her that much harder. He grabbed her wide hips as she bottomed out, labia flattening out against his groin.

“S-Shit Velvet…"

Milo's words came out strained. She growled in pleasure.

“Just getting started~"

Zoroark lifted back up, wet lurid sounds following her climb. She stared Milo down, a look of dominance and lust in her eyes.The intensity only increased as she took him again, firmly slapping her ass back down. She was greedy, using him to scratch at the itch rooted deep inside her confines again and again. Strong, lengthy strokes made the sopping nature of their sex create loud wet noises that rang all the way down the hall. Zoroark threw her head back. He was so hard! Every time she sat back down she could feel him stretch her walls, feel him throb and flex… The thing just refused to budge, no matter how hard she squeezed. Milo managed to pull a hand from her hip, moving to fondle one of the heavy tits jiggling tantalizingly above him. Zoroark moaned as he lifted the soft mass, throwing one of her arms back and running her red claw-like fingers through her mane.

“YES! Feel me!"

She was so warm and soft, inside and out. She fell forwards again and dug her claws into his chest as his hand sunk into her breast, fingers groping the massive mound. Her pace was only getting faster.

“MMM!"

She moaned, taking him to his base again. Every part of Zoroark's body bombarded her with pleasure. His touches, his fondling, his stiff THROBBING member stuffed inside her… She almost didn't get her illusion up in time.

…

Audino peeked around the corner, her gaze landing on Milo and Zoroark down the hall. They were lounging just outside the bathroom, Zoroark leaning against the wall while Milo stood not too far from her. She waved to them, starting down the hall.

“I knew I heard someone down here!"

Snivy followed Audino around the corner, and she saw them too. But she was a little more suspicious. Milo and Zoroark weren't exactly a pair that just 'hung out'.

“Morning Zoroark! Morning Milo!"

They both waved back and as Audino reached where they were standing, she stopped for conversation.

“Have you guys been outside yet? It's beautiful today."

Snivy folded her arms as she caught up with Audino.

“No I haven't yet. Has anything started to bloom?" Zoroark asked.

Audino lit up.

“YES! The patches of flowers just outside the front door are already …"

Snivy toned her out, studying Milo. He seemed weird, he hadn't said a WORD and seemed suspiciously nervous around them. He kept twitching and making weird faces as he tried to follow Audino. And as much as Snivy just loved listening to Audino drone on and on about flowers while she half-heartedly tried to figure out what Zoroark was hiding, she had better things to do.

“AHEM."

Snivy loudly cut off the conversation. Audino gasped as she remembered why they were here in the first place.

“Right! Sorry! We just came in to grab something from the medicine cabinet."

Audino opened the bathroom door and flicked on the light. She stepped inside, disappearing from sight. Snivy looked up at Zoroark. Zoroark smiled and gave a little wave. Milo stood stiffly next to her, avoiding eye contact. Snivy narrowed her gaze and peered around. That's when she noticed a small crumpled up bottle just a few feet away behind Zoroark. Snivy recognized it immediately. Suddenly, everything made sense. You sly fox… right out in the middle of the open… Audino came back out carrying a few potions.

“Ok! This should be all we need."

“Hey Audino." Snivy quickly said.

“Yeah?"

“What's that?"

She pointed to the smushed plastic container behind Zoroark.

“Looks like Zoroark dropped something."

Snivy flashed Zoroark a devious smile. A subtle gesture, but enough to show she was onto her. Zoroark panicked a bit.

“Uhh- Oh, that's just-"

“Don't worry! I can get it for you."

Audio hopped over to it, completely oblivious as Zoroark awkwardly shuffled around and Mio started to sweat. Snivy snickered to herself. But the pure-hearted healer didn't even seem to notice as she handed the sad clump to Zoroark.

“There you go! Have a nice day you two!"

Audino smiled as she walked back down the hall. Snivy turned to leave with a smirk on her face.

“Yeah, have fun."

…

Zoroark growled as they walked away. That snivy, thinks she's so clever… Still sitting on Milo's lap, she threw the bottle at the floor. Whatever! For now, Milo's still all mine. With the two girls now gone, Milo felt like he could breathe easy. It had felt incredibly strange to be balls deep in Zoroark right in front of them, knowing they couldn't see any of it. Like he'd been standing naked behind a one way mirror, talking to someone on the other side who was none the wiser. Well, Snivy had clearly caught on, but Audino? Bless her soul, they didn't deserve her. Zoroark fell forward, her claws finding their way up his torso again.

“Well? Ready to get back to it?"

Milo's heart was still beating a little fast.

“I guess?"

Zoroark clenched around him, and a grin grew across her muzzle.

“Good~ Because my body still aches for you~"

Milo reflexively grabbed her forearms as she dug her claws into his chest. She moaned and bit her lip as she lifted her crotch after holding him hilted for so long. Everything was still soaked… The slimy ascension accompanied by lewd sounds of sliding sex, Zoroark basking in the renewed friction.

“Let's pick up…"

She reached the height of her withdrawal, and looked down at Milo below her.

“Right where we left off~"

She was even more forceful than before, taking Milo in swift plunges that sent her cheeks wobbling as they met his thighs. Milo had been forced to stay hard that whole time, her clenching walls had made sure of it. And not only had it felt great in the moment, but it paid dividends now that she was back to riding him. It was like they'd never taken a break! Her hands slowly moved to his shoulders, her digits wrapping over them as she leaned closer.

“Ohhhh! Milo!"

She arched her back as he took both breasts this time, letting go of her forearms to grasp her hefty cleavage. Milo felt like he was in a sauna. He'd been trapped under her for so long at this point, and her body was so hot… Every time her labia smushed into his crotch he could feel its heat, his shaft was almost numb to her smoldering insides. Even her tits were warm, heat filling his hands as they sank through her dark fur and into her supple boobs. And all this had only made Zoroark want it more. She'd been forced to take a break right when Milo had her on the brink of ecstasy. Right when she'd been about to sate her heat. And then have to sit there, teased as Milo pulsed incessantly inside her. And to have Snivy taunt her like that! It only added fuel to the raging fire she wanted desperately to put out.

Milo was basically sweating under her. She just wouldn't quit! No amount of exhaustion or overheating seemed to slow her down. She just pounded away, stuffing herself again and again. She was determined to finish this. And Milo was the first to collapse. Everything was so hot, she'd been ruthless in her ministrations, and no matter how many times she came down on his lap, he couldn't get past feeling her soft rear, thick thighs and swollen lips squishing over his lower body. With what little strength and leverage he had, Milo thrust upward, getting himself as deep as he could. Zoroark groaned and let all her weight fall on him. Finally~ He's… CUMMING!!! Zoroark tightened up around him as he swelled inside her, Milo's climax triggering her own. Zoroark pulled him against her chest as she felt warmth blossom in her middle, Milo pumping the first of many thick loads right against her cervix. She was crushing him, Milo suffocating in her bosom as his body worked wad after wad into her womb. His whole world was tender boob and soft fur, his entire head buried in Zoroark's huge breasts. He held her as tight as he could, sweating and panting from her incredible body heat. Fuck there was so much of her! He felt like he was seeding her ovaries directly he was so deep. And Zoroark loved it. His grip around her waist was so strong! Where had all this strength been!?

She squeezed her breasts around his head with her arms, making sure every breath he took would be full of her. She wanted him to be just as drunk on her scent as she was on his. She couldn't stop moaning every time he touched something new, every time he filled her with more spunk. Her claws dug into his back, leaving red marks but not breaking skin. Her folds twisted around him so tight not a single drop escaped, making sure it all ended up in her flooded womb or soaking her channel. It left Zoroark feeling wonderfully full, the liquid weight settling in a small bulge, noticeable if you looked close. She shivered and squirmed as her heat subsided, extreme satisfaction washing over her as Milo quenched her desire. She felt amazing, tingly and tired. Milo's grab loosened, and Zoroark let him out of his pliant prison. Milo fell on his back, panting and exhausted. Zoroark moaned as she ran her hands over herself, looking down at him with a pleased look on her face.

“AMAZING job, sweetie~ Always such a good performer."

She leaned down, getting chest to chest with him to give him a kiss on the forehead.

“I'll be looking forward to next time too~"

Milo groaned as she stood up, sliding his flagging length out at the same time. Zoroark cooed and rubbed her stomach as very little of what he'd put in her came back out. Ah fuck… Milo thought to himself. It's like it starts sooner every year… Another year, another breeding season. It wouldn't be long before many of his other pokemon came looking for him too.