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Mark's morning began with a thud as something heavy landed on his mattress. Enveloped in the fading veil of sleep, he wasn't sure who or what it was, but he didn't care to check in the hopes it would leave him alone on its own. So he kept his eyes shut and pulled his blanket up to his shoulders to try and drop right back to sleep, but his plans were foiled when his visitor suddenly slipped under his covers and something cold and wet prodded his ankle. He flinched and groaned, "What the...?"

The young man's voice electrified his guest. A breath of hot air washed over his leg as they chuffed and shuffled even closer, vibrating with excitement that shook him and the whole bed. It wasn't long before their tentative curiosity grew interactive, fluffy fur brushing over his thighs and a pair of paws settling on his legs, two sets of claws gently, cautiously indenting his skin as his visitor found purchase to propel themselves up even further. Finally, Mark opened his eyes to spot a huge bump under the blankets and the bushy tip of a wildly wagging tail peeking out of the covers. "Pria?"

The family lycanroc's peppy yip was all Mark needed to hear, but before he could say or do anything else, she had already found a proper target for her excitement and pressed her nose against his crotch. She sampled his scent with a loud snort before she slipped out her tongue and swiped it across the bulge on his boxers, indiscriminately showering his clothed sack and morning wood with wild wet licks.

The pokemon's enthusiasm drew a stunned squeak from Mark and he stared at the quaking bump on his blanket for another moment of sleepy confusion before he slipped a hand under the covers and sank his fingers into the lycanroc's head fur, petting her while also nudging her away with gentle pressure. "G-good morning, Pria. C-careful, please. I've just woken up and I'm still sensitive down there."

However, now that Pria had gotten her first taste, there was no holding back, and she pushed back against Mark's palm, her tongue dancing up and down his boxer shorts in search of an opening. The fact that she was licking increasingly soggy fabric didn't break her eagerness in the slightest, and she kept going until Mark's entire crotch was uncomfortably warm and wet with her spit.

"Pria, please, give me a moment?" the young man groaned, attempting another push, only for his arm to go slack when the lycanroc's tongue wormed its way through the flap of his boxers and made direct contact with his cock. Unlike the sensation of damp textile against his skin, the caress of her warm, eager muscle spurred a strong surge of stimulation and drew a heavy, drowsy moan from his lips.

With a triumphant yip, Pria intensified her affection and took full advantage of the access flap, threading the rest of her tongue through the opening and licking Mark's dick like a butterfree drinking nectar from a flower. Meanwhile, her nose came to rest against his tip, flaring and twitching as she inhaled his scent with rapid breaths.

The lycanroc's insistence finally snapped Mark out of his sleepy stupor, and with a heavy grunt, he accepted the fact that he wouldn't get any more sleep this morning. Fortunately, the feral's enthusiasm made more than up for the missed rest, and as his arousal mounted, his body glowing hot like a furnace, he grabbed the bedsheets and threw them back to expose his naked chest and Pria's muzzle between his legs.

The sudden flash of light made the female pause, blinking and chuffing as she looked up at his face. "Sorry, but you're simply too hot to handle, Pria," Mark chuckled and ruffled her fur. Then, he reached for his boxers and sluggishly pulled them down until they bumped against her legs. She got the hint without even looking up, raising one paw, then the other so he could slip the damp, spit-soaked fabric even further down to his calves. "There, that should make this even easier for you."

Pria welcomed the reveal with an ecstatic bark, her tail wagging fast and hard enough to push back the blanket completely and uncover the rest of her slender, furred body. Peering at Mark with sparkling blue eyes, she plunged her muzzle back against his crotch and spread her effusive affection to everything within her reach, licking her way from his tip down to his balls and beyond. She even slipped her nose between his butt cheeks for a quick sniff and a wet, broad lick across his pucker before cupping and circling his sack with her tongue, demonstrating her incredible agility with her prehensile muscle.

Mark tensed up as the lycanroc showered his shaft with licks and slurps, his toes curling and his hand tightening around her head as she pushed him ever closer to the edge. "Fuck, Pria, I'm getting close," he grunted, the first orgasmic contractions already building inside him.

However, just before he reached the point of no return, Pria suddenly pulled away from his cock and looked at him with a proud, open smile, a single strand of pre and spit dangling between her hanging tongue and his tip. Then, she placed her paws on his chest and continued to climb higher, sniffing and licking his nipples in passing while he teetered high on the edge, whining "Oh, come on, I almost... A-are you kidding me?"

The young man stopped complaining, though, as Pria licked across his lips and distracted him with a feral kiss. Instinctively, his hands wandered onto the lycanroc's shoulders and he held her close against him as he embraced her tongue with his own, entangling her in a wet, sloppy dance. Swiftly, the balance shifted toward the fervent female, and he yielded with a muffled moan as she plunged his muscle deep into his mouth, eagerly asserting herself.

While Mark was the most sensitive, Pria suddenly sat down and planted her fat, plump spade right onto his cock, rubbing her hot sex against him with shallow humps. Pushing a little forward with each stroke, her slick, swollen organ finally slipped in front of his glans and embraced it like a warm, comfy cushion.

Feeling the lycanroc's thick, throbbing flesh against his tip finally did the trick, and Mark burst into his first orgasm of the day. Still locked in a deep kiss with her, he groaned and squirmed as waves of pure bliss washed through his body, his hands clenching around her furry back as he pulled her closer to his chest. His sack tensed and churned as he glazed her cookie with spurt after spurt of his warm, thick seed, painting the dark, puffy vulva and the shallow pinks of her cunt until the whole mess came streaming back onto his dick mixed with her hot juices.

Mark's orgasm ebbed as fast as it had come, and he slumped back down on the mattress, panting heavily as his bliss faded. However, while he drifted into a cozy afterglow, Pria's needs were still left sorely unfulfilled, and she was more than ready to inform him about that fact. With a needy whine, she broke the kiss and got up, turning on top of him. With every step, more cum dripped off the thick, jiggling tip of her spade to leave a trail of milky white splotches that led from his belly all the way up to his back. Finally, she paused with her butt hovering over his head, presenting him with a perfect view of her cum-soaked spade, every twitch and flex of the dark, plump flesh visible while droplets of his seed and her juices kept streaming down her folds, indiscriminately covering his cheeks, his nose, and his lips with their mixed aroma. And once she began to move again, slowly lowering her rump with a swaying tail, he knew that she had more than just a trickle of fluid in store for him.

So close, and yet so far, Mark reached for the lycanroc's butt and pulled her down the final stretch of the way. In greedy anticipation, he parted his lips and extended his tongue to reach for the lewd, twitching treasure, brushing up against her wet spade as she planted it on his face. The lick blessed him with a lavish taste of their juices, her sweet, tangy nectar and his own sticky seed washing over his taste buds and into his gullet, and the caress coaxed a joyful moan from Pria, her body vibrating with growing need.

The lycanroc's reaction was music to Mark's ears, and he swiftly extended his affections, licking her sex with the same fervor she had devoted to his dick. Starting on the outside, he dragged and circled his wet muscles across and around her plump black mound, making it twitch and thrash as he bathed it with his spit before he slowly worked his way into its dark, tight core. Every lick and lash of his tongue, every stray flick against the tip of her cookie drew happier yips and squeaks from the feral pokemon, and her tail alternated between wagging in a wild blur and stiffening in the rush of pleasure.

Pria tensed up even more and dug her paws into the sheets as Mark plunged his tongue all the way into her clenching spade and wriggled it inside her tight, hot depths. For a few more moments, he loosened her up with wild twists and thrusts of his muscle before he finally slipped his tip into the snug pouch that embraced her clit and worked the swollen, sensitive bud with all his fervor.

Ensnared by the relentless stimulation, Pria lost herself in a resounding howl of joy and pushed back against Mark's tongue, riding his face with frenzied strokes to claim every ounce of pleasure she could get from his soft lips and squirming muscle. The humping ceased as quickly as it had begun, however, when Mark wrapped his lips around her plump spade and sucked it into his mouth, giving her the final push over the edge.

The lycanroc froze in her tracks, dazzled by the orgasm that crashed down onto her brain while her backside burst into intense activity. Her spade and her rosy pucker clenched and tightened in a coordinated frenzy and her fat, pulsing vulva desperately tried to break free from its tight confines while her channel sucked his tongue even deeper with rolling undulations, squeezing and massaging him as it tried to draw precious seed where none would come.

The unbridled power of Pria's contractions, the volume of her orgasmic howl, and the gushes of sweet, tangy nectar bursting into Mark's mouth made him rock-hard again, and she noticed his swollen cock with a desperate whine. Without wasting a second, the cumming female dove her face back into his crotch with the hunger of a starving pokemon and ravaged his throbbing endowment with wild, greedy slurps and huffs.

A fresh surge of pleasure welled up in Mark's chest as Pria's tongue danced over his sensitive rod, and he wrenched his face away from her convulsing spade to let loose a deep, heavy moan and catch his breath.

At that very moment, a firm knock tore the young man out of his horny stupor, each beat ringing in his ears as he threw his head around to check the door. It had swung fully open since the lycanroc had pushed her way into his bedroom, granting him a full view of the hallway. Unfortunately, the same held true in reverse, and his cheeks turned deep red with embarrassment as he saw his father looking at him and Pria from the doorway.

With a gentle smile, the other man announced, "Good morning, you two. Breakfast is up, so you can come down whenever you're ready."

Upon hearing the new voice, even Pria perked up her ears and paused her fervent licks to look around, leaving Mark's glistening, rock-hard cock exposed to the cool air and in full view of his father. They stared at each other for another seemingly endless moment before his father finally turned around and closed the door with a soft chuckle.

Once they were on their own again, Mark exhaled and burst into chuckles of relief, his pounding heart calming down as the initial shock abated. "Damn, Pria, you had to keep the door open, didn't you, you little rascal?" he laughed and patted her fluffy backside.

Just like his shock, Mark's embarrassment dissolved in a puff of hot air and a muffled moan as Pria pushed her butt back into his face and rubbed her twitchy pussy against his lips. As it turned out, there was no more effective distraction than a lycanroc's fat spade, and her muzzle did the rest as she wrapped it around his cock, sucking and slurping on it without a care in the world.

Eager to return the favor, the young man shoved his tongue back inside his partner's snug depths and continued where he had left off, showering her clit and her sensitive insides with wild licks.

Entwined in each other's passion, the untimely interruption soon blurred into a hazy afterthought while Mark sank his hands deep into Pria's warm, fluffy fur and shoved his cock even deeper into her eager muzzle, taking full advantage of her hot, tight maw and restless tongue as he thrust himself ever closer to the edge.

Finally, another orgasm crashed down on Mark like a tsunami, flooding his mind with pure bliss and taking control of his body. His balls tightened up and his dick tensed and twitched deep inside Pria's maw. The lycanroc gagged in surprise as he fed her squirt after squirt of his warm, thick seed while his lips parted to voice a cry of bliss. His howl didn't reach very far, however, swallowed by the lycanroc's depths as she slammed her butt onto his face. She was close behind him, her spade tensing and tightening with every touch of his tongue, and she humped against him in frenzied strokes until the stimulation carried her over the edge as well, making her join his bliss with a feral howl.

Pria's second climax was just as intense as her first, her fat spade thumping and flexing against Mark's lips as she showered him with fresh nectar, but the sensations were amplified by his high, the taste stronger and the force of her thrashing sex more impactful as his mind was trapped in a roiling vortex of pleasure, receiving the input without any filter and adding it on top of the bliss to thrust him into even higher spheres of delight.

But even such a celestial, perfect high had to draw to a close, and when Mark's orgasm finally ebbed, his muscles went slack and he slumped onto his pillow with a deep, satisfied sigh. A pleased smile was plastered across his lips as he watched Pria's contracting spade for another few seconds before she began to move as well, her legs quaking as she struggled to maintain her balance. She barely managed to turn around before she collapsed on his chest, her nose just about prodding his chin, but as she settled on his body, a contented sparkle glowed in her vast blue eyes and a shallow smile rested on her lips, her tail sluggishly swaying from side to side.

"That was amazing, Pria. Thanks for being such a great alarm clock," Mark chuckled, driving one hand through her head fur. Gripping her gently, he pulled her head up and gave her a kiss on the lips. His affection prompted a series of languid licks and a low yip from the lycanroc before she nestled her head into the crook of his neck and closed her eyes with a soft snort. There couldn't have been a better start to the day than this. "Good girl."