FSE

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formerly SoFurry search engine

The most important meal of the day could be considered breakfast. The beginning of the day was extremely important, and for Kat, the end of the day was even more important. Sleep mattered to her more in some ways than food itself, most of the time at least. She loved napping during the day under trees, and loved being nestled under her covers atop a mess of pillows, however; there had been a bit of trouble lately with her paradise of dreams at night. At the moment, she was warm and comfortable in her bed, wearing nothing but a tank top and underwear. It was winter and even inside she could feel cool air that promised snow sooner rather than later. Of course, she didn’t even need to bundle up thanks to the mass of fur and fangs slumbering next to her peacefully, and there was the problem. Kat was a pokemon trainer with dark blond hair typically tied back, a mess of freckles over her cheeks and nose, and green eyes peering up at the ceiling. Dots of sweat over her cheeks heading down to her neck. She loved her pokemon with all of her heart, and she had her favorite in her bed all the time, but that had been a problem ever since he evolved. Patch had turned out to be a big typhlosion, bigger than expected or even projected by the typical numbers. A very big boy and he was at the moment at her side, taking up a chunk of the bed with his chin resting atop her head and his arm draped over her like she was a plush toy. She could still sleep just fine in this sort of situation, eventually. It was just unbearably warm and a bit uncomfortable. That’s why she didn’t wear a bra and barely anything at all right now. The fire type was hot enough to keep her warm even during these winter nights. If only him being a living space heater were the only problem.

As if to illustrate, her darling partner pokemon tugged her against his body and leaned in with a sleepy rumble to start licking her cheek. He was a cuddly thing in his sleep. A bit too cuddly for her tastes as far as getting to sleep was concerned. He grabbed her side, and she’d wince just a bit when she felt his claws pressing in, and then he’d drag her a bit closer while licking her neck or even chewing on her if it was just one of those nights. Kat really should have just put her foot down the first night and told him to get down, or maybe even had a talk with her pokemon about personal space, but he was just so dang cute. She could hear him rumbling, almost like a weird purr, and so she smiled and looked up at him while rubbing under his chin. How could she be mad at that big fluffy badger?

His fur was a bit curlier than what she had seen on other typhloshions and she actually liked that shaggy nature of his, so she had kept his coat like that instead of trimming it. There was a pleased smile on his snout as she scratched under his chin, and she sure as hell hoped that he was having good dreams for all the sleep that she’d be missing. Whatever he was thinking about, it probably had to do with her. He was affectionate even during the day whenever they sat down together. He would nuzzle her, lick her, and even sometimes interrupt her calls on the phone for attention. She didn’t necessarily hate how attached he was, but sometimes she wondered if she had gotten herself a pokemon or a clingy boyfriend. Such a silly thought made her chuckle, her cheeks warming just a bit. The thought of a pokemon as a boyfriend. Such a silly little fantasy.

Suddenly, his hand drifted under her shirt and she winced, feeling his claws grazing against her bare skin, but it wasn’t so bad. It was actually kind of nice, almost like he was massaging her. Gentle movements rolling in little circles along her skin. Pressing down before easing up. A heavy pushing and kneading of her skin before the claws gripping softly. Slowly, Kat found herself drifting to sleep again until she felt his touch start to drift. Clawed digits pushed and pressed against her soft skin until they reached her chest where she let out a little squeak as he cupped one of her breasts and started to grope it.

When she looked, he was still asleep, breathing steadily with his eyes shut tight, but he was certainly groping her in his sleep. The little pervert. It must have been some kind of dream for him to just be groping her like this. And to think, she was thinking so sweetly of him. She huffed and placed a hand on his chest to try to jostle him awake, but he groped her breast a bit more firmly and she squeaked again, shuddering while she tried to ignore the warmth growing inside of her. Okay. She could deal with a bit of groping. She just had to close her eyes and relax. Kat stared at Patch for a bit and saw that he looked like the picture of peace. A little innocent groping wasn’t something that she should make a big deal about, and he was rumbling so peacefully. Sighing, she put a hand on his belly to rub him gently, hoping that he’d ease his grip and relax in his sleep. That was when her eyes drifted between his legs and her cheeks began to blossom with heat.

Sprouting between his legs was the tip of his cock slipping free of a fuzzy pouch. It kept on growing as well, the color of it red and hued by a sort of dark sheen. There were still dim lights glowing in her room that were meant to create a soothing atmosphere when she went to sleep, but now they were helping her see something so heated, something so carnal. It kept on twitching until it was fully erect. Throbbing in the air while her slumbering pokemon simply grunted. It seems his dreams were indeed quite pleasant, especially while he kept on groping her tits. And instead of stopping her movements, her hand just kept on moving.

She kept on massaging his stomach, and he kept on rumbling happily. Kat figured that she really should just ignore it, but she couldn’t help but notice that twitching thing between his legs. Well, she had been single and single for a while now since she was mostly focused on her career as a trainer. Always training, always spending time with her pokemon, so maybe this could be something interesting. Aiding her thoughts were the clawed digits sinking into the supple flesh of her breast, a few of those digits toying with her nipples. And at the same time, his mouth was on her neck. A large thick tongue slipped free of his mouth and began to drag along her neck and throat, up to her cheek before heading down while he rumbled. The warmth of his breath on her neck, the feeling of his claws digging in just a bit. How would it feel to let him bite down on her neck? How would it feel to have his cock pulsing against her hand or better yet; between her legs? These thoughts raced through her and forced more heat onto her, adding to the unbearable warmth she was experiencing next to him, and when she sighed, it felt like she was breathing out pure steam. Her own arousal was mounting. Her own needs were piling up to the point where she thought about just using her fingers to get off.

Finally, she couldn’t take it anymore. She slowly sat up while he was still groping her, and she started to mutter, “Patch…Buddy, wake up.”

Her typhlosion slowly lifted his head, one of his ears twitching while the other remained down, a single honey eye-opening to look down at her as he rumbled his response in a long puff of steam from his nostrils.

“Yeah, I know. It’s late, but you’re getting a bit too handsy and it’s waking me up.” She said while caressing his stomach.

He leans in to nuzzle her cheek and she can see his ears pinning back as he rumbles an apology while his hand slowly drifts away from her chest.

Kat can’t help but smile while she kisses his snout and chin gently, before she mutters, “No. It’s okay. I’m not gonna kick you out.” She then thinks about it for a moment and then says quietly, “But…You’re not gonna just lie still when you’re all worked up, right? You’ll probably start nipping and grabbing at me when you fall asleep again, yeah?”

Patch grunted, both of his ears up now as he was listening to her intently.

Of course, he was listening instead of thinking she was going to kick him out of bed. They had spent enough time together that he could hear the curious and almost mischievous tone in her voice. And just the same as the mischief in her voice, she felt his hand start to push up her shirt again to grab her body, to reach up and grope her breasts while she shivered and sighed. She kept on caressing her stomach, rubbing down a bit lower while she looked at him with a small smile. He already understood, but she still hadn’t said a thing, so he was at least pretending to behave. Pretending poorly, but still pretending.

She reached up to rub his cheek, to kiss his mouth softly, and she chuckled when she felt his tongue come out to return the favor as she whispered, “Want me to help out with that, buddy? I’m willing to give it a shot if you’re really itching for it. So, what do you say?”

He gave his answer by moving over the top of her, his tongue rolling along her throat as he started pulling back his hand from her shirt just to tug on the material.

Kat grinned as she felt his tongue dragging along her throat, as she felt him tugging against her body, but her cheeks grew warm and she couldn’t help but tremble as she felt his cock slapping against her crotch. Quietly, she reached up to grab his cheeks to try to get him to calm down for a second, “Relax, relax…I’ll get out of my clothes in a second. We’ve got the entire night, so sit back and let me take care of you, okay?”

Patch stared at her before he sat back at the edge of the bed while looking at her with a grin of his own. His fangs flashed in the dim lighting. She couldn’t help but smile at that, so she got up on her knees and took off her shirt. Kat tossed it onto his face and he grunted before swatting it off of his snout. Chuckling, she leaned up to plant a kiss on his snout and mouth. He rumbled pleasantly and returned her kiss, once and then twice, and then she felt his tongue dip into her mouth. The soft rumbling turned into a quiet growl, his hands grabbing onto her sides, his claws digging in a bit with a sort of lustful possession that made her tremble. When she pulled her mouth away, he licked her cheek while she breathed in and out steadily to catch her breath.

He still seemed set on grabbing onto her, on taking control of the whole situation, but he seemed to calm down after she placed a hand atop his cock. She shuddered as she felt the warmth pulsing against her skin and she couldn’t help but smile as she muttered, “Yeah? That sort of attention got you to relax? Chill. Lean back and let me do some of the work, buddy. I promise that when I’m done exploring, you can go nuts.”

Patch growled just a bit, but when she looked up, she saw that his expression had settled and that he was leaning back, giving her room to explore. He still seemed amused that this was happening at all, and not at all ashamed of what was pulsing against her hand, but she supposed that it just made things easier for her so she shouldn’t be complaining. Part of her couldn’t help but want to make him feel a bit flustered for waking her up, at the same time, her eyes kept drifting to that massive thing prodding against the palm of her hand and she soon forgot her annoyance. Her fingers trailed over the tip and headed to the middle, where she grasped gently, squeezing softly before heading all the way down to the base while leaning down. Curiosity urged her to give the head a kiss, to let her tongue drift out to take a tentative taste. A light kiss of salt was what she got, along with a warmth that clung to her tongue almost like a mild spice. It wasn’t bad, not bad at all, and so she kept on licking while passing her hand up and down his cock.

The movements of her hand and her tongue were rewarded by deep grumbles coming from Patch, his claws moving through her hair to grasp around her ponytail in a manner that made her suspicious of his intentions, but at the same time, interested. Kat wondered just how wild Patch could be. He was always such a passive boy, but he was clingy and liked his mischief when they were alone, so perhaps there was an even more heated side of him that she wasn’t aware of. He certainly was heated during battles, and maybe she could draw out some of that heat right now if she teased him. Smiling, she passed her lips over his shaft and slowly started to go down, but stopped before she could get too far while she slowly massaged his cock, her other hand dipping below to cup and knead his heavy balls.

Anytime she looked up, she could see him staring at her with those sweet honey eyes of his glowing with a sort of hunger that made her shiver. His gaze was growing more intense, and she couldn’t help but wonder how those eyes would look if he gave in to primal lust entirely. This was uncharted territory, something new for both of them, and she had always loved seeing Patch explore new things, so perhaps she could tease something new and frightening out of him. As long as she was fine with a few more scratches or a sore throat, she’d be fine with teasing him, and so she started. Her tongue ran little circles around his cock while she kept her mouth static, while she cupped and massaged his balls, her eyes looking up at him with a spark of mischief. His grip tightened on her hair but he still didn’t move, still didn’t push, but she could see the faint lines of smoke leaving his nostrils, meaning he was getting fired up. Slowly, she took her hands from his balls and placed both on his hips. She closed her eyes, surrendering all control to him.

Almost immediately, she started to feel him move. At first, it was gradual. He guided her mouth down further over his shaft bit by bit until she found her jaw straining and the tip of his dick hitting the back of her throat, causing her to gag. Slowly, he pulled her head back up, and then he caught her off guard by thrusting. She gagged again and opened one eye, and he was staring down at her with a fang-filled grin. Cheeky little bastard. Despite that, she gave him a thumbs up, knowing that his thrust was a challenge rather than a declaration of pure dominance, and she accepted his challenge wholeheartedly.

And immediately he began to push and pull her head by the hair. Anytime he would pull her down, he’d manage to get a bit more of his cock in her mouth, but it was the pace that really caught her off guard. He was thrusting and pushing into her mouth at a pace that was growing quicker and quicker by the second, her drool passing over every inch of his cock and her nose soon buried in the curled fur of his crotch as she found her throat being utterly used by her precious pokemon.

His cock seemed to be growing just a bit more as well, seemed to be swelling, or perhaps that was just the constant pulsing of his cock letting her know that he was enjoying the attention that she was giving him. At the same time, she could not help but feel warmth billowing through her own body as she gave her pokemon a pleasure she had only given a few other men. She wasn’t entirely inexperienced, but she certainly did not think that this would be happening, and she certainly had never let a man just use her ponytail like a handlebar. The loss of control. The lack of agency. It was…exhilarating.

Above her was a grunting beast that was using her like a toy, his hot shaft grinding against her tongue constantly while he growled out his pleasure. She could even feel the fact that he was holding back a bit, but that seemed to be changing as his pace kept on getting rougher. She kept on finding her nose buried against the fuzz of his crotch, while her vision seemed to flicker from constantly being robbed of precious air. Was he just going to breed her mouth like this? Well, regardless, she had given him control and she would gladly let him do whatever he wanted. At the same time, one of her hands drifted between her legs to feel just above her crotch, to tease that spot while wondering just how far this thing would be able to grind inside of her as her thoughts turned into steam and fog unable to think about anything else other than the lust permeating her thanks to the wild beast pumping his dick into her maw.

With one more push, she felt it start to happen. He pulled back just a bit, so he wasn’t directly shoved into her throat, and just so she could feel his release start to stain her tongue and mouth. It is hotter than she expected, and there’s much more as well. Her body trembles while she feels his seed clinging onto her tongue, and continues to shiver as she swallows every little drop he gives her while he growls above her, while his claws dig through her hair and graze against her scalp. When he’s finally done, she holds her there for a bit, but she doesn’t mind. The feeling of his softening shaft in her mouth is oddly comforting, oddly rewarding in a way. She enjoys the feeling of his soft fur against her face, and she even runs her hand in small circles along his hip and belly. When he finally does, let go of her hair. She brings her head up slowly so she can gasp out and gulp in fresh air without the stain of his heat that has brought a red hue to her cheeks.

She’s about to make a clever comment when he pulls her up onto his lap by the shoulders. Kat yelps and then giggles as he passes his tongue over her chest, before then gasping when she feels that thick thing brushing over her nipples, “Gracious buddy, didn’t think you’d be such a wild thing with this sort of stuff, but then again, I guess this is new for both of us.” She then placed a hand on his head while looking at him, while watching him lick her breasts and she couldn’t help but mutter quietly, “So…Wanna return the favor and keep this night going for a bit longer?”

Patch stopped licking her to look up at her with a twinkle in his eyes. He then pushes his snout against her throat, breathing out hot air while tilting his head and grumbling.

She shivers and passes a hand behind one of his ears to scratch gingerly while muttering, “Yeah, buddy. I’m serious. I wanna go all the way. I’ve already had your dick in my mouth, why not in other places?” Kat then can’t help but giggle, “Besides…I’m kinda turned on right now. I’m not getting to sleep anytime soon like this.”

And she found herself flipped onto her back and underneath the mass of Patch. She realized right there that he was indeed a big boy. Even if he was a bit shorter than her, he was still bulkier and all of that warm bulk was hunched over her right now while strong claws were gripping onto her sides. Honeyed eyes that looked more like amber pits full of fire stared holes into her own gaze, making her breath hitch, her heart rate increasing while she found herself entirely stunned by this sudden switch in position. There is a brief surge of irritation as he tears her panties apart.

“Patch!” She says with a loud gasp and a squeak before she clamps her mouth shut as she sees his eyes peering up at her from between her legs.

The next thing she sees is his mouth opening wide, fangs poised over her thighs and crotch, his tongue coming out to drag against her sensitive flesh sending shivers up her spine causing her to tremble, one foot coming up to push on his head as her last sign of resistance before she groans aloud for him to keep going. Whatever grievance she had could wait until this feeling stopped. His tongue ran circles along her sensitive slit, up and down and all around, making her feel like he was threatening to fuck her with his tongue before it got up to her clit. He dragged his heated tongue on the same spot, and she swore she felt it vibrating as he rumbled, as he breathed out heated breaths into her, making her feel as if he were trying to melt her. His pace was slow and gentle teetering on teasing, but the constant pressure applied added a bit more to the pleasure that she was feeling causing her to squirm and breathe out, everything tightening, her thoughts breaking apart into pleasant static that threatened to swallow her whole.

A yelp escapes between her moans as he grabs her thighs and brings her hips up so her pussy is turned upward, so she’s resting on her shoulders while he assaults her with his tongue and a pleasure that she cannot possibly deny inching her closer and closer to where she wants to be. Strong claws dig into her skin, press and drag along her thighs and her hips creating little sensations that let her know that she’ll have marks there when she checks at some point, almost like he’s marking her or leaving some sort of proof that he’s done this tonight. Maybe it is even possession. She thinks about him being possessive of her and she suddenly finds herself trembling a bit more, her insides clenching a bit more while he continues to grind down her clit with his tongue, and her eyes shut tight while she tries not to dive too deep into this pleasure that threatens to swallow her whole.

He wasn’t even increasing the pace of his licks. Patch still moved his tongue at the same rate, still tasted and savored her while running his claws in little circles around her hips. She couldn’t help but notice that when she held her mouth shut when she stopped making as much noise, he would lick faster or clutch onto her just a bit harder. It would force her lips to part, force her to gasp and groan aloud while her legs tried to hook around his head to get more of this feeling, inching her closer and closer to an ultimate climax. Her cheeks were flushed, the pressure in her gut growing, her moans growing more choked and small as she found herself gasping in between. Her climax hit her then, and she locked her ankles to keep his face against her pussy, but it wasn’t as if he were about to pull away anytime soon. He kept on licking through her climax, while her insides tightened and gushed, while her body was peppered with sweat and her mind burst with steam. All the tension left her body, and she was slowly let down all the way onto the bed, her breath coming out in hot puffs.

Patch licked her crotch now as her legs came down as well, her chest rising and falling, her eyes peering down at Patch while she breathed out, “Wow, bud, that was something else.”

And it seemed like he wasn’t done. He was growling a bit, his fangs nipping at her thighs while he looked up at her with those honeyed eyes.

Shuddering, she drew herself up while looking over at her, “Huh, you’re really amped up, aren’t you?” And his answer came as he bit down on her thigh, causing her to shake while she breathed out, “Wanna go all the way then, buddy?”

He moved up, and she suddenly found that her neck was being kissed and licked, her chest groped and squeezed while his shaft slapped onto her crotch. His claws dug into her sides and she placed her fingers on his chest and felt that he was tense. Ready to spring into action at any moment. She had the chance to tell him to be gentle, to remind him that he needed to be good, but seeing him like this was exciting.

With a small smile, she reached up to touch his cheeks, feeling through both of them while kissing his snout as she said quietly, “Do whatever you want. Go ahead. I’m not getting any sleep tonight and neither are you until you work out whatever this is.” She then decided to tempt fate as she whispered, “I wanna feel it in the morning.”

Tempting fate was right. She could see the immediate effect. The ring of fire around his neck which was typically merely an ember began to burn brightly for a second. She knew that his flames would never burn her, but even then she found herself gasping as she felt the heat pouring over her. That flaming mane subsided, but his lips were moving, a growl pouring off of his maw as he dug his claws into her thighs and dragged her closer. Kat shuddered as she felt his claws leaving a mark, as she felt him dragging his tongue against her chest. Even his tongue felt hot. Almost hot enough that she wondered if she’d hear a sizzle soon. This was the sort of temperature she felt on him during a battle, during an intense workout, but there was something different about this. Never had she found herself at the other end of this heat. She had always been standing at his back or at his side, touching him, watching him grow hotter, but it was as if she were his opponent right now in battle. Except, she knew that was entirely false. She wasn’t his opponent. Rather, Kat had gone from his trainer to something to dominate. A new conquest.

She could feel it in the way that he licked her chest, the way that he drooled over her, and the way that his fangs were poised as if he wanted to bite onto her. Kat couldn’t help it. Her thighs squeezed together and squirmed, her pussy reacting to him as if she were prepared to be taken, as if she wanted to be bitten into by this lustful fire-type pokemon. And she did. She did want to be taken like that. She wanted to see how far her darling Patch would go. What sorts of things he would do to her, how roughly he would take her, and how it would feel in the morning when her body was a mess of bruises and scratches left in the wake of his conquest.

At this point, both of them were staring at each other with lust and hunger in their eyes in different ways, but both gazes were glowing with primal desire, regardless. When their mouths met, it was for a feverish kiss that caught her off guard. He pushed his tongue into her mouth. It was a deep kiss. Far deeper than anything she had experienced before, but she pushed to meet his kiss while grabbing onto his cheeks, while letting their tongue press together while warm drool and spit were swapped, causing her mind to grow fuzzy yet again. When their mouths parted, she was left panting, her eyes moving to look between them to watch as he started to grind that primal thing against her thighs and crotch. He humped and pushed, thrusting while pre marked every spot that the tip of his cock touched. She wasn’t sure if he was missing on purpose or not. Kat could consider it teasing, but she could also hear him growling, could see that his hips were shaking with an intense sort of desire that she wondered if he could even control or not.

She thought about guiding him inside, but instead, she watched. She watched as he pushed, as he thrust against her and her breath hitched in her throat when the tip of his cock suddenly pressed against her entrance. He stopped thrusting at that point, and she looked up to see that his chest was heaving, that his entire form was radiating with such lovely heat. Instead of pushing him away, she grabbed onto his sides to brace herself, and she nodded, hoping that he would see, hoping that he would know that she gave him the final signal that she wanted this to happen.

The claws on her thighs relaxed before moving up to her back, strong hands grabbing on and pulling her close in a sudden embrace that she hadn’t been expecting. She sunk to his fur and closed her eyes, feeling oddly safe and protected despite the fact that she could still hear him growling near her ear. Kat breathes out steadily, her fingers looping through the fur of his back while she felt his cock start to stretch her out slowly. The tip dipped inside and her toes curled, her eyes shutting while she drank in the sensation of being taken slowly for now, knowing that it would be only moments before he truly indulged. Every moment spent like this made her tremble and tingle in odd ways, her legs squirming as her insides were stretched bit by bit to mold to his massive girth. She almost figured that it might be easier to handle him if he just went in all the way because right now, she could feel everything. Every little movement made her react, made her twitch with arousal or a particular sort of soreness that she was coming to cherish. Pressure building inside of her before blossoming outward. Her mind grew hotter by the second as sweet anticipation kept rising up her throat, threatening to choke her until it all started properly.

Hips began to back gently, the gentle passage of his shaft stretching her out slowly turning into a feverish pitch as he began to hump and grind inside of her. Her fingers looped tighter around the fur of his back as she felt him thrusting, as she felt herself being jolted with every push now, while her mouth opened out in a gasping moan that was muffled by his body. He was growling louder now, his grip on her back tightening, his claws dragging down her body, leaving their mark while his fangs prick and nip at the skin of her neck. The pace at first is manageable. She can handle his thrusting. The constant rocking of his body against her. The feeling of her insides being stretched and pushed against, but soon she finds herself gasping and groaning aloud without stopping as he pounds inside of her. His strength set the bed creaking, had her body jolting with every push, her pleasure erupting alongside a pleasant soreness that refused to go away as if he were beating at her insides in a fevered pitch.

Kat cried out, but not to express pain, not to tell him to stop, but instead to say, “Harder!”

And he thrust in harder while biting down on her shoulder. Pain and pleasure erupted at once. Sparks of fire in her head as she felt herself being dragged down across wild sensations, her eyes shut tight while she felt her insides tightening around that massive thing as if she wanted to milk him dry. She tried to keep up with him, tried to hold on to his body, to rock her hips to him, but she found herself soon being dominated entirely by the motion of his hips. Her arms went back on the bed to instead brace herself as she looked up at the ceiling while his fangs dug into her shoulder. He’d be leaving marks all over her, proof that this had happened. Kat could simply excuse it as roughhousing, as a bit of training and playtime that got a bit too charged, but she would know what every single bruise and mark meant.

The fangs sinking into her skin, leaving pain and an electric desire behind. His hands were at her back, pressing hard before dragging sharp claws through the skin. Any movement she made was canceled out. Any attempt at squirming simply did not matter while her insides were used, while he bred her with every intent to take her as his bitch. It didn’t matter that she was his trainer, no, right now she was nothing but his mate, his toy, and she would gladly play that role in order to feel more of this overwhelming heat threatening to drown her. She groaned aloud and cried out for more, whimpering as he bit down harder on her shoulder, gasping as his tongue went to her chest. Sweat dotted her body underneath his mass, underneath the constant heat radiating his body and the heat radiating off of her own, spurred on by their furious actions.

“Ah fuck, keep going. Fill me up, buddy. Don’t stop until you’re satisfied. Until you’re sure I’m gonna remember this for a long time.” She groans.

And he slammed in all the way, and suddenly, she felt it. Her mind turned to mush and her eyes became hooded moons while she grasped the bed and took his load. His throbbing shaft pulsing inside of her shaft began to release load after load of cum. Thick ropes staining her inner walls, clinging to them as she found herself entirely at his mercy. She was being bred. It didn’t matter that he was a pokemon, and she was a human. She was simply being bred right now by this monster, by this creature that she had once known as a companion. Kat could probably never look at him the same way without remembering this sensation, this fullness that sent her over the edge. And when it was all done, it was as if the tension in her body all snapped at once.

Kat lay there panting, eyes shut, sweat dripping down her frame while she heard him rumbling, while she felt him licking her shoulder where she was sure he had left some rather significant marks. She was exhausted. Entirely spent. One might even say that she felt boneless as she simply lay there beneath her pokemon. He didn’t get off of her either, he just kept licking her softly until he settled with his snout buried against her neck. Kat simply smiled a bit and blew out patiently. Well, she supposed that this was going to be how she got to sleep, and she could feel it creeping up on her. The exhaustion in her body pulling her down into the land of sweet slumber. And at the same time, it was just too damned hot. It would have been better if she didn’t have a lump of fur on top of her, but even as uncomfortable as it was, she fell asleep with a smile on her face.

The next morning, she woke up aching. The muscles in her body told her through various signals of prickling pain that she should feel stupid, but as she opened her eyes, she could only smile a bit as she looked at her slumbering partner. She reached up gently and gave Patch’s cheek a gentle pat, “C’mon buddy, time to get it.”

Her voice was groggy and full of honey and sleep, her husky tone doing little to stave off her demand. Patch eventually grunted and started getting up until he opened his eyes and blinked, as if suddenly aware that she was there. She gave his snout a soft kiss before sitting up. Kat stretched and winced as she felt the marks on her shoulder reminding her of the previous night, as she felt the soreness blossoming from between her legs alongside a few bruises here and there. Her companion, however, was at her side with a worried rumble as he helped her up.

With a small smile, she sighed, “Let’s take a shower bud…You can make it up to me in there and help me get clean.”

To his credit, he helped her. He lathered her up in soap gently, his claws massaging her back instead of digging in, and when he applied shampoo and conditioner to her hair, she couldn’t help but sigh in delight as he massaged her scalp. On occasion, he’d lick her shoulder or kiss her neck and she’d hum and smile as her darling pokemon took care of her. The spray of water between them was chill and cool, easing all the tension in her body and relaxing her muscles while the warmth in her body kept her from getting too cold. Whenever they were done, they both got out to dry up and then get the next part of the healing process started. Carefully, she handed him a spray to apply to her various scratches and bite marks, and he did so obediently before putting bandaids on certain marks and wrapping a particularly rough-looking spot on her shoulder. By the end of it, she was sitting on the couch with her legs drawn up onto the coffee table, a towel resting over her shoulders as she sighed aloud.

She checked her phone and saw that she had set herself up for training today and she looked at her partner before sniffing, “Patch…I think today we’ll just take it easy. Okay?”

A rumble escaped Patch as he pushed his snout under her chin, and she shivered as she swore she could hear something…Husky and oddly seductive about the tone of his voice.

Kat rubbed under his chin and then she whispered, “Okay…But treat me gently this time, buddy. With love.”

And they shared a gentle kiss on the couch as trainer and pokemon, and as lovers.