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The next day began with me waking from an extremely arousing dream. I was very aware of the increasingly familiar warmth under my tails, but I couldn't remember much of the details of the dream. The only thing that I could clearly remember from the dream was Apollo. As a person I had never considered the things I had done this past week, and I would have been horrified to learn I would do any of them... but right now, as a Vulpix, I wanted Apollo. I wanted to be teased by him and to tease him, wanted to drive him crazy with desire for me, make him chase me and pin me down and mount me, make me cry out in uncontainable pleasure as he fucked me into the ground...

A shiver ran over me at the thought. I opened my eyes to look at the Espeon- he was curled around me, his larger body able to easily surround me, so long as I kept my tails tucked in- but he was still fast asleep, his breathing a slow comforting rhythm. The scent of him was strong in my nose, which only made me want him all the more. My mind drifted back to the things we had done the past few days, and I realized that while I had enjoyed having him underneath me, and getting him off with my mouth, those things had left me unsatisfied, and it was about time he did something about it.

I gave him a nudge, hoping to wake him up, but he just rolled onto his side, his chest facing me, and kept on sleeping. With the new position I was able to get a good look at his cock... or at least, where it would be. He wasn't aroused at all, and there wasn't even a hint of red against his purple fur. If I woke him up he would probably just tell me we needed to go practice again, and make me wait all day...

An itch began to accompany the warm feeling at that thought, and I gave a frustrated huff. Fine. I would just have to make sure that when he did wake up, the only thing on his mind was me. I shifted so my head was resting against his lower leg, giving me an even better whiff of his powerful scent, and I closed my eyes to pretend I was still asleep. Happy with that position, I concentrated on the Dream Eater move I had learned, and slipped into the Espeon's dreams...

Apollo was having a dream of... sleeping. He was just lying in the grass outside our house, soaking up the sunlight. A pleasant breeze ruffled his fur and caused the grass to bend, but that was the most excitement in the dream. That wouldn't do at all; I needed him dreaming of me, a dream that would wake him up with nothing else on his mind but taking me. My form inside his dreams sat just outside his view while I tried to think what I could do... then grinned as the idea came to me.

I used the ability to manipulate the Espeon's dream. If he knew what was happening he could have stopped me easily, but as far as I knew he still had no idea I had even learned the move, much less suspected I was using it on him. The grass around the resting Espeon began to grow, lengthening into heavy vines, and they crawled over his limbs before wrapping around them and tightening. Before he knew anything was happening he was tied fast. With a thought the vines adjusted, rolling Apollo over and leaving his legs spread, displayed for anyone to see.

He struggled, but the vines held, even keeping his tail pinned down. He gave a frustrated grunt when he realized he wasn't strong enough, and I realized he was about to start using his psychic powers- which would have let him know I was messing with his dreams. In the dream I walked towards him, coming into his view between his legs, and nuzzled his sheath.

Suddenly, using his psychic powers was much lower on his mind.

He relaxed, lowering his head back to the ground and looking up to the sky. I think he expected me to start pleasuring him with my mouth, but I had different ideas. I carefully stepped onto his chest, my weight light enough to not cause him pain, and moved forwards until I was able to give his neck a gentle nuzzle. I laid down on top of him, head resting on my paws, his own paws held away from me by the vines... and I began to use my tails to tease the sheath behind me. I started with a single tail first, making sure the fur was just barely brushing against him. After a minute or so of that I added a second tail- it was hard to manipulate my tails the way I needed to, and I doubted I could have done it outside the dream, but inside, I was making the rules- and the two tails alternated direction, one brushing up the left side while the other brushed down the right. After another minute or so of that, a third tail joined in to tickle his sack.

The Espeon's cock began to emerge from its sheath- and not just inside the dream. Outside the dream I felt his scent growing stronger and I opened my eyes to sneak a quick peek, seeing the red length proudly emerging just a few inches away from me. I closed my eyes and went back to pretending to be asleep, concentrating on the dream again.

Apollo was struggling uselessly against the vines again, but this time out of frustration rather than fear. I gave a gentle lick along the underside of his neck while my tails kept up their teasing, and he gave a frustrated groan. He tilted his head down to stare at me, and I could see need in his eyes, a growing desire that he couldn't release. He pulled against the vines one more time, trying to wrap his paws around me, but they held fast. The two tails that were teasing his cock wrapped around it in a fuzzy but firm grip, and they began giving it gentle strokes- enough to get his attention, but not enough to ever satisfy him, even if they kept it up for hours.

I only made it a few minutes before Apollo growled at me in the dream, the desire I had seen before escalating to need. Just one more thing to do...

I slinked backwards over his chest, keeping eye contact with him the entire time. His eyes were blazing, and he strained even harder against the vines, but they held. My tails tilted his cock upwards, causing the tip to meet my waiting entrance, and I used my tails to rub it up and down my slit. Still looking into his eyes I opened my mouth and moaned, a long, lusty sound. I stopped moving his cock, instead just looking into his eyes, my mouth hanging open for a long, quiet moment, the Espeon unable to take his eyes off me, his hips straining against the vines that held him down. Finally, I backed up a little bit more, his cock tip kissing my entrance and just barely spreading me...

Then I ended the dream.

I concentrated on keeping my breathing slow and even, as if I was still sleeping. I heard a frustrated groan, almost pained, come from Apollo, and then I heard him take a deep breath. "Lily?"

I didn't say anything, instead pretending to be asleep, curious to see what he would do next. After a few seconds I felt his breath against my ear. "Lily..." He nibbled my ear, and I couldn't help but give a pleased murr in response. I slowly lifted my head, blinking my eyes as if just waking up, looking at him.

"Oh... good morning Apollo." I paused for a second or two, as if trying to collect my thoughts, though in reality I was trying to keep the fire inside me from pushing me into presenting myself to him right then and there. "Last night was lovely... is it time to practice again?" I started to get to my feet, trying to purposely ignore the sight of what looked to be his painfully erect cock, and made sure to drag my tails along his nose as I walked to the edge of the bed and hopped down, my tails waving seductively behind me.

I made it about halfway to the doorway before Apollo's jumped from the bed to land on me, driving my feet out from under me. I gave a startled "Eek!", partly from surprise, partly from fear. Apollo's weight settled on me, pushing me down, and he gave my ear another nip, this time harder than before. "Lily... your tails ended up over my face last night... so close to my nose, so easy to smell..." He shifted, and I felt his tail drag along my left leg, teasing it. "Do you know what you smell like?" He gave my other ear a nibble, his tongue briefly teasing over the soft inner skin of the ear.

I felt my back arch underneath him as I gasped at the sensation. If I hadn't already been pressed to the ground my knees would have given out under me. His hips rotated, then abruptly stopped. I shivered under him, then whined, turning my head to look up at him. His eyes met mine expectantly, and I dimly remembered he had asked me something... but over the heat rising inside me I couldn't concentrate enough to form an answer. I didn't want to talk, I wanted to be fucked. Here he had me pinned down, helpless beneath him, but instead of taking me he was just talking.

I gave another whine and tried to push my back legs up, tried to push against him, but he held me down, immobile. The fire inside me grew at that, wanted the strong male to dominate me, and would have loved the situation if only that thick cock of his was involved too...

"You smell like a horny little vixen... the kind who needs a strong, vigorous male above her..." He shifted his hips again, and I felt his cock press against my back, trapped between us, and I began squirming underneath him, going mad with my own need, wanting more than anything for him to just shut up and drive that cock into me.

"...the kind desperate for attention..." He nibbled at my neck, and I whined again, squirming even harder against him, barely able to get the air to beg. "Please... please, Apollo..."

"...the kind that would use a Dream Eater move to mess with somebody's dreams."

I stopped squirming, though it felt like I was still quivering with need even as I felt frozen in fear. He knew what I had done. He knew I had teased him in his dreams, had taunted him as he slept. I was still going mad with lust but my mind cleared a little as I realized I was in trouble. "How did you know?"

He shifted again, dragging his cock backwards along my back until it was somewhere behind me. I whimpered, almost forgetting my question entirely until he answered. "You still think like a human... sometimes that can be good, like what you do with your mouth... but you forgot the smell."

He wasn't moving anymore and I was able to think through the burning haze of need. "The... smell? What smell?"

He brought his head down to my side, staring into my eyes for an instant, and then moved out of my sight, sniffing through the fur on my side. "The smell of you, my little flower... when I dream of you, I don't just dream of how your sexy body looks, or how silky your voice sounds, or how warm you feel against me... but also of how you smell, that intoxicating scent of your need for me, your body filling the air with its plea that I ravish it..."

I squirmed underneath him at his description, unable to help myself.

"But this time, there was no smell. So I knew it was you in my dream." He shifted again and I suddenly felt his cock, the barest touch from it as the Espeon above me dragged it with agonizing slowness along my slit. I squirmed, trying to push back against it, pulling against the legs and weight that held me in place, but they held me firmly where I was.

"I knew it was you teasing me..." His cock reached the apex of its journey and began dragging downwards, along the other side of me, and I gave a desperate whine, looking up at Apollo with eyes begging for him.

"And I knew it was you..." His cock hovered just above my entrance, and I could feel the tip almost inside me, my juices coating it as it began a slow circle the barest fraction of an inch inside me...

"...who stopped the dream." Just like that, Apollo was gone. No more warm weight above me, no more legs holding me in place, no more powerful scent with every quickened breath I took.

No more throbbing length preparing to drive into me.

I think I actually felt tears forming in my eyes at the complete loss of sensation. I rose to my feet, my legs shaking from the pent up need, and I looked for my Espeon. He was sitting up on the other side of the room, near the door to the bathroom, just watching me. He was still obviously aroused, but his eyes were stern, impassive. Angry.

I drooped my ears and whimpered. The warmth between my legs was a full on fire now, demanding attention from the male I could still smell nearby. "Apollo... I'm sorry... I just wanted to turn you on, so when you woke up... please, I'll do anything... anything you want... just please, please, please, fuck me..."

He looked at me, unmoved by my pleas. "Anything?"

I nodded to him, ears and tails limp, eyes wide with hope and lust.

"Then come here, ma lys." He turned and went into the bathroom, and I heard him jump up onto the counter by the sink.

I followed after him, though my legs felt like mush. Mush that was on fire. The bathroom was... well, just like I remembered. Shower on one wall, sink and cabinets on the other, tile floor, large mirror set over the entire counter around the sink. Apollo was sitting off to one side of the counter, looking down at me, the reflection of his back clear in the mirror. "Up." He nodded his head to indicate the spot beside him.

I jumped, managing to land on the counter even though I felt my legs wouldn't support my weight. I saw my reflection in the mirror land a lot more smoothly than I thought I had, the six red tails instinctively moving to add to my balance without me even knowing they had moved. I looked to Apollo, but he was still just sitting there, watching me. Nothing happened for a long moment, and I tried to nuzzle against him, but he just sighed and looked at the mirror.

"What do you see when you look in the mirror, Lily?" I whined, my mind on something completely different than answering questions, but he just gave me a glare. "Answer me. What do you see?"

I looked back at the mirror. "Me. A Vulpix. Fur, tails, eyes, nose, ears, legs. A vixen. Why are you asking me this, can't we do this later..." I looked back at Apollo, desperate.

"Because you're still thinking too much like a human. I see a Vulpix too, a beautiful vixen, sometimes a deliciously horny one... but when a vixen wants a male, she doesn't tie him down and tease him, or invade his dreams and cut it off right when it's about to get good. That's something a human might do, I guess, or maybe a ghost-type pokemon who's playing pranks on someone. Or a vixen who forgot what she is and needs to be reminded. Do you know what a vixen does, when she wants to be fucked?" He stared down at me.

I thought... but I didn't need to, not really. The fire burning in me knew the answer. Had been screaming at me to do it the whole time, had been begging me to do it.

Trembling with need, I sank down, laying my head down on the cool counter. I raised my back legs, my rear dangling in the air beside the Espeon, and I spread my tails, feeling the air against my soaked nethers. Apollo's eyes gleamed. "That's more like it."

He moved behind me, and I tilted my head to follow his movements. My tails and my body obscured part of my view, but I could tell when he leaned forward to press his nose against my pussy. My breath caught in my throat at the sensation, his cool nose against my burning entrance, his breath teasing as he inhaled my scent. "Now this is what my dreams should be like... you displaying yourself for me, that wonderful scent overwhelming all others..."

I watched as he pulled away from me, eyes begging him while he took in the sight of me. The moment seemed to stretch on forever... until finally he jumped forward to mount me again, his weight pushing me down against the counter, his legs trapping me beneath him. I struggled to keep my rear up for him, my whole body begging to be fucked, but looking back still I could tell his cock was hanging back away from me, but oh, oh so close...

I whined, but Apollo's head came down beside mine, then pushed it until I was looking forward again. Looking into the mirror. Seeing a powerful Espeon, eyes dominant, as he pinned down a squirming Vulpix, helpless beneath him. The sight just made me need him even more, and I opened my mouth to beg him, but as I did I saw the reflection of him tense, and instead I cried out as finally, _finally,_he dove inside me, one quick movement that left his entire length buried within me.

My mind was lost in the feeling, but he waited, holding himself in me. I tried to push back, tried to clench, squirm, anything, but his legs gripped me too tightly. "Look!"

I whimpered, but blinked my eyes, trying to focus them again. The mirror... the reflection of the Espeon, an expression of pleasure on his face... and below him, the Vulpix, her mouth hanging half open, her ears perked, her body pressed into the counter from the Espeon's weight. I watched the Espeon in the mirror reach forward and nip the Vulpix's ear, gasping as I felt the sensation run through my ear, watched the Vulpix try and squirm on reflex from the treatment of her ear.

His cock pulled backwards, a thrill running through me as it dragged along my passage, my stretched walls drawing back together with its absence. I watched the look of pleasure cross the Vulpix's face in the mirror, saw it intensify as I felt Apollo's cock drive back into me, his thick length stretching me again. I saw the Vulpix moan along with me as it withdrew, then saw her cry out as a swift thrust drove it back into me and drew a cry from my throat. After my cries died down I saw Apollo staring at me in the mirror, a feral grin on his face. "Watch- pay close attention, and remember this. This is what you are now, and any time you want me, all you need to do is bend down and spread those tails."

He picked up the pace and I did as he said, watching myself be fucked by him in the mirror before me. The sight made everything feel all the more intense- the warm weight above me, the cool counter I was being driven into, the legs gripping me, the smell of the Espeon, the sound of his grunts by my ear, the feel, oh, the amazing feel of his throbbing length diving into my depths, filling me, forcing me apart and setting off waves of ecstasy with every move it made within me. I watched her cry out again and again as I did, watched her struggle to draw breath when my lungs screamed for air, only to have it driven from her as the Espeon above me pounded my pussy and forced another cry from me. I saw her quivering, struggling to stay up, fighting to keep her eyes on me instead of losing herself entirely to the pleasure. From the corner of my eye I watched her look up to the Espeon above me when his knot formed, my desperate need for it clear in her eyes. I watched the strong male completely dominating her as his knot pushed into me and spread me even further, feeling a bit of pain amidst the infinitely greater pleasure, the Espeon barely slowing down his thrusts despite being locked inside me.

I saw something in the Vulpix's eyes as a feeling grew within me, the pleasure building and building, growing waves threatening to overwhelm me. The need redoubled, my cries growing louder as I felt my orgasm approaching, so close, so close...

Between pants I saw the Espeon in the mirror lean forward, his mouth reaching for the neck of the Vulpix beneath him, the back of it clearly exposed for him as she struggled to keep her eyes on me, just as I struggled to keep my eyes on her. My mind was too addled with the pleasure to understand what it meant, to desperate for my own orgasm, until I felt Apollo's teeth bite the back of my neck, the sharp pain punctuated by a sudden warmth even further inside me as he came. The feelings were enough to push me the tiny amount I needed, and I cried out again, a long, hoarse scream of pleasure as my orgasm struck me. I was vaguely aware of the vixen in the mirror tensing and opening her mouth with my scream, too lost in the wave of pleasure running through every part of my body, spreading from my abused pussy to reach my wobbling legs that struggled to hold my rear for the strong Espeon, flowing out to the tips of my spread tails, tingling along my spine as the Espeon's warm chest pressed down on it, warming the paws that were pressed beneath my head onto the cold counter, making my vision fuzzy as my head swam in the sensation.

Time lost all meaning, the feeling driving all other thoughts and worries from me. I dimly remember my legs giving out at some point, Apollo following me down to the counter, the warmth of his body enhancing the bliss I was wrapped in. When the pleasure began fading I realized Apollo was licking my ear, a sudden tenderness to the expression I saw on the Espeon in the mirror.

The Vulpix was still panting heavily, her eyes glazed but slowly clearing, her tongue lolling out of her open mouth. The vixen in the mirror had clearly enjoyed herself. My mind drifted back to what Apollo said- that vixen was me. This was what I was now. That panting Vulpix lying beneath her strong Espeon.

I couldn't think of a single thing to complain about.

I looked back up at the Espeon in the mirror, watching him gently groom the Vulpix below him, barely registering the feel of his tongue on my head through the fading pleasure. "Apollo... wow. That was incredible... thank you..."

He paused in his grooming to smile. "For you, it was nothing... but you're welcome all the same."

"Then... you're not... mad?" I looked up at him, a little scared, remembering back to what I had done. Now that the heat between my legs was quelled, I felt guilty about teasing him.

I felt his knot slip a little, having shrunk while I was distracted, and Apollo withdrew from me, the sudden emptiness drawing a whine from my throat. Apollo moved to curl around me, giving me a nuzzle. "Don't ever do that again... but I can't stay mad at you, ma fleur."

I smiled, looking back to the mirror, my thoughts drifting as I watched the content Espeon and his satisfied Vulpix...