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Milo laid on his bed, game system on his chest. The day had faded, and his room light had remained off. The only light in the room coming from the L.E.D. screen in front of him and the faint moonlight through the window. The days were getting shorter, with the onset of winter. It also meant no big events to go to, stuck in a limbo between fall and winter. He sighed at the death screen he'd gotten many times at this point and let the device slide off to the side in his hand. He stared at the wall opposite his bed, just staring blankly. Why'd Absol have to leave on a night like this? He wasn't tired enough to sleep, it still being only 9:30, but he'd also lost interest in his game. So he sat there in his boxers, listening to the soft music of the death screen.

Milo's door creaked a slight bit more open, and soft footsteps approached the bed. Milo didn't have to look down to know who it was. A smile grew slowly on his face. Only one of his pokemon walked around like they owned the place like this.

“Hey princess, didn't expect you to want to spend the night in here."

“Shut up Milo, it's cold and the heater isn't turning on."

Snivy usually slept in the office on a vent she'd set her bed on, keeping her toasty warm and the rest of the room chilly.

“Wouldn't surprise me if it's just barely not cold enough to set it off."

Snivy raised herself up to the side of the bed with her vines, setting herself down elegantly.

“Well, it means I have to get my warmth elsewhere."

She looked at Milo, who stared lazily back.

“Aww, and I'm your first choice?"

“Hmph. Don't flatter yourself."

She climbed on top of Milo's chest, curled into a ball, and made herself comfortable. She was slightly cold to the touch, but started to warm as she pulled heat off Milo's chest. Not to mention, he knew the rule. He now wouldn't be able to move or get up until Snivy got off. Anyone with a pokemon knew this, it would be heartless to do otherwise. He let out a soft sigh. Well, I guess I'm going to bed early tonight. He lightly tossed the gaming device onto his nearby night stand, and looked back to Snivy curled up on his chest.

“Goodnight, princess."

Without moving, she replied with the single word.

“Covers."

Milo smiled and draped the comforter from the far side of the bed over them. He closed his eyes and tried to get to sleep. But he couldn't fall into it. It was much too early for him, but he didn't want to disturb Snivy. So he lay in the darkness, listening to the sounds of the room. Snivy shuffled, but he thought nothing of it. It wasn't until he felt a tug on his waist band that he took notice.

“Princess?"

He felt her begin to stretch the elastic band wider, no doubt giving her a full view of his junk.

“What? It's warmer in here."

One of her small arms laid on his prick, lightly feeling him up.

“And you put me in a bit of a mood tonight."

I did? Milo didn't know if it was a compliment or not, so he decided he'd best just take it as one. She crawled as best she could into Milo's boxers, her tail sticking out one leg hole, and her head sticking out the top of the garment. She snuggled with his hardening length like a body pillow, giving it a slow massage as it grew. She let his erection pin her to Milo's stomach, that way she was sleeping between two warm objects. Looks like I'll be having an erection all night too. She kept up the gentle rubbings with her arms, making sure Milo stayed hard. She dug her digits into the pliable skin, firmly rubbing the engorged tissue beneath.

It wasn't enough to get Milo close, only enough to keep him stiff and warm. But she sure seemed to be enjoying it. Milo knew she'd keep going as long as she wanted to, and there was no way he was getting to sleep like this. But as the temperature under the thick blanket rose, she grew more and more agitated. She prodded harder, wriggled more. Until she decided something should change.

“FUCK IT."

She threw the comforter off of them with her vines, making Milo jump. Obviously she didn't care about the chill any more. Worming her way out of his underwear, Snivy grabbed the elastic band. With some effort, she managed to get his boxers far enough down to free his shaft. A lusty look in her eyes, she released the boxers and reached for his cock. Putting one hand on the head and one center mass, pushing it over as she climbed on. She sat down with her slit pressed on his cum vein, pinning his prick down to his stomach.

“Ohhhhh yes."

She grinded gently against him, spreading her already moist lips over him. Some mood he must have put her in.

“You… gonna do everything yourself?"

She looked to him, a smirk spreading on her face.

“Only if I have to. Hands. Hips. Now."

Milo listened, reaching forward and grabbing her by what could loosely be called her hips. Her body was pliant and warm, her smooth skin soft on his hands. She had a sexy look on her face, one that screamed 'yeah, you know you want it.'

“Now lift me."

Milo gave her a puzzled look.

“You uhh… wanna lube up first?"

Her expression soured, and she crossed her tiny arms.

“Lift. Now."

Milo picked her up, his phallus gliding along her lips. Her face fell back to the way it was before, and she gave Milo a sly smile. Once his head was lined up, Milo stopped, holding just on the edge of penetration. Snivy had been enjoying the ride up, holding her hands behind her head and giving him more sexy stares. Milo held her there a second.

“You know it'll be rough without lube, right?"

A look of annoyance came over her.

“Fucks sake Milo, I know what I want. Just drop me already."

Milo shrugged and sunk her down a good eight inches.

“NGH!"

Snivy's whole body clenched, her face contorted in pain and pleasure. She was surprisingly warm, her rippling walls working to milk Milo and squeeze him for his sudden penetration. After a moment, he lifted her back up.

“Aahhh, fuuuck~"

She hugged herself, clearly enjoying being Milo's fleshlight. Snivy had been right though, she was so wet that her twat had slicked Milo's whole shaft with that single plunge.

“Give it to me again, big guy."

He brought her down again, letting her sit at the same depth as before.

“Ohh, so much~!"

Her stomach bulged with the amount of dick being crammed into it, and she fondled its outline through her soft tum. Milo felt her small hands pressing on him through her, adding more sensation to the already overstimulating muff stuffing. Milo let out a groan, not realizing how close Snivy's tight ministrations had brought him to climax.

“Oh, you like that? How about..."

Snivy felt around her bulge, finding the outline of Milo's head.

“Nnf, THIS."

She caressed his tip, finding even the ridges of his glands and giving them a good rub. And based on the look on her face, she was feeling it just as much as Milo was. It was getting to be too much for Milo. His body tensed, and he squeezed his little onahole.

“Ohshitohshitohshitohshit!"

She no doubt felt the swelling of Milo's cock, it's strengthened throbs in preparation of his impending orgasm. Arching his back and giving a primal grunt, Milo's first load was enough to distend her all on its own.

“MILO! OH GOD!"

She cradled her swelling belly, its liquid weight sloshing in her arms. She was squeezing him incredibly tight, her muscles quivering as she let loose along with him. She milked him for everything he was worth, and Milo was more than happy to oblige. He pumped the horny snake full, to the point she was the size of a gator ball and her vise-like seal simply couldn't hold any more. The excess leaked onto his groin, no doubt soiling the sheets. Snivy was still wiggling in his softening grip, riding out the rest of her orgasm and rubbing her belly up and down. She started to slow down, and Milo began to lift her up.

“HEY! Who said I wanted off?!"

“Sorry princess, but I need a breather."

“You useless…"

Her vines shot out, heading for Milo's wrists. Rather than let her grab him, Milo withdrew his hands, letting Snivy fall. Her extra weight carried her all the way to the base of Milo's dick, only stopping when her crotch met his.

“AUGGHH!"

A full body shudder ran through her, and her slit trembled around his still rigid member. Did she just cum again? She sat there a moment, drinking in that she'd actually just taken Milo's whole length. Snivy looked at him with a slight smile on her face. Milo caught a whiff of something pleasant, but he couldn't place it. Something.. floral? Snivy fell forward and let her big belly soften the impact, causing much of the trapped seed to gush out of the loosened seal between Milo's cock and Snivy's lips. Was he getting… hard again? He then realized what he was smelling, but Snivy had already wrapped him with vines. He was going nowhere, and with Snivy using sweet scent, they'd be at this for a while. She had a look of pure lust on her face as she felt his cock hardening up again inside her.

“MM! That's the stuff. Don't worry Milo, I'll take it from here."

It's gonna be a long night.