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Noah knocked on the door to Olivia's dorm room just beneath the purple placard with her name on it. She opened the door a moment later, and her face lit up. Her smile sent electricity through his body. Every time he saw her, he felt impossibly lucky. Not only was she sweet and caring, but she was so far out of his league it felt like some kind of cosmic joke.

Olivia giggled, likely at his momentary awestruck look. Her dark hair shimmered, still damp from a recent shower. Even without makeup her skin glowed, a light flush adding an inviting warmth to her pale cheeks and contrast to her bright blue eyes.

"Something on my face?" Olivia turned away. Her dark hair only reached a little past her shoulders but waved with the turn of her head ending in a dramatic flick to beckon Noah forward, not that he needed the encouragement. She wore short blue shorts and a loose tank-top, clothes to lounge around in.

"Done for the day?" Noah took a seat on her bed. Since she'd been lucky enough to not have a roommate, Noah had all but moved into her room.

Olivia quickly moved a pile of clothes to her hamper and tidied a few other stray items. A faint humidity sill clung to the air from her shower. Olivia sighed. "Not quite. I have another class in an hour, then I'm going to train with some of the people I met yesterday." She made her way to the bed and hopped into his lap, straddling him and sliding her hands up his shoulder blades. "Until then, you have my full attention."

Noah was fully hard before her lips touched his. He moaned happily into the kiss and embraced Olivia in return. His eyes drifted shut as he lost himself in the warmth of her body and the heat of her kiss. He may have been taller than her, but while he was scrawny, her lithe figure came from regular training alongside her pokemon.

Olivia's body writhed against his. Perky breasts squished pleasantly against his chest. She hadn't bothered to put on a bra, and her hips wriggled in just the right way to tease him despite the uncomfortable prison of his own pants.

Noah barely got his hands on her rump when she broke this kiss with a playful shove against his chest. He squeaked in surprise and bounced before settling on the bed. Olivia panted, leaning over him with a hand on his chest and a hungry smile on her lips.

"Seems like you've been looking forward to seeing me again too." She quickly hopped off the bed to shimmy out of her shorts. A bra wasn't the only article of underwear she'd forgone.

Noah blushed and spoke softly. "I always do." Olivia quickly unbuttoned his jeans and tugged them and his underwear down his thighs just enough for his cock to spring free strike his belly to leave a wet splotch of precum glistening on his smooth skin.

Olivia pounced and straddled his hips. The half-removed jeans bound his thighs. The light tan of her skin didn't reach her pale pelvis. She lowered her body to his and ran the soft silken heat of her very wet lips up the length of his cock before smoothly impaling herself in one graceful motion.

Noah groaned in the sudden and intense pleasure. His hands instinctively went to her hips but she swatted him away and leaned over him, planting a palm on his chest to support herself.

She let out a satisfied moan. "Just fucking cum in me." She shot him a wicked grin beneath lidded eyes. "You can try to hold back on the next round."

Despite how tight her body squeezed around his rather average cock, she was more than wet enough that it didn't matter. She took charge effortlessly, her hips rolling in perfect rhythm. Noah had no recourse, his body completely at Olivia's mercy. It all happened so fast. He didn't even have a moment to calm down from when planted herself in his lap.

Noah couldn't see the desperate expression contorting his face, but from the satisfied hunger on Olivia's, he didn't have long. Her pelvis gently bounced against his to seal a wet kiss against the base of his cock before rising in a steady constant pace.

"Please, Noah," she purred. "Cum inside me. I know you want it to." She leaned closer to stroke his cheek. "I'll do anything." She was so beautiful.

Noah wanted to let her know he was about to obey. He tried to put sound to desperate words, but all that came out was a shuddering whine. It must have been enough. Olivia giggled and squeezed even tighter around his shaft while sinking down to his base and grinding her brilliant silken heat against him.

The powerful orgasm took Noah's breath away. He whimpered, the powerful contractions in his pelvis driving several heavy jets of cum deep into Olivia's pussy. She milked him dry. Her lush walls massaged him in response to each twitch that delivered his seed to her womb. Her pussy squeezed until he couldn't struggle against her any longer, even as her body demanded one last spurt.

Noah let out one final gasp before his body went limp, and Olivia collapsed giggling atop him. "Fuck, I love the feeling of your cum in me." She feathered kisses along his jawline and cupped his face in her hands. Despite doing all the work, she breathed easily, her hips steady as she rest atop his pelvis to add a wonderful tension to her natural tightness attempting to push his cock free.

Noah clutched her back, still dazed and happy to let her kiss him. "S-Sorry," he mumbled.

"You better be." She kissed his lips between panted breaths. "Next time, cum when I tell you to." She giggled at the increasing blush in his cheeks and nuzzled into his throat. Reluctantly, she slowly pulled herself off his cock. Cum oozed from her lips and onto his belly.

Before he could protest, Olivia pulled free of his arms and began kissing the cum off his belly. Of course he had told her several times she didn't have to, and each time he only received a predatory grin and a gentle rake of fingernails down his torso. He couldn't take his eyes off her, tongue tickling his belly, lips descending to leave only a glistening sheen on his skin.

Once satisfied, she helped him out of his jeans, then crawled back into bed to cuddle. Olivia curled a hand around the back of his head. A hint of his own scent teased him an instant before her lips found his with a passionate kiss. He gently suckled the tongue forced into his mouth, teased by a bitter salty hint of semen.

He was already hard again. When Olivia eventually broke the kiss and Noah managed to catch his breath, he asked, "Did you get off?"

Olivia giggled. "Not yet, but I know I will." She kissed him again, then worked an arm under his side to roll him on top of her.

The position wasn't immediately comfortable, so Noah used it as an excuse to get up and take his own shirt off. He wanted to feel her body directly against his, then lowered himself to her chest and worked her shirt up and over her breasts. They weren't huge, but they were perfect. Pink nipples stood erect at the peak of her breasts, each a perfect size to fill his hand.

Noah groped one and took the other nipple in his mouth, gently suckling, lapping at her springy flesh. Olivia sighed in approval and stroked the back of his head while he played with her tits. He trailed kisses down the curve of her breast to make his way down her belly, but Olivia's grip tightened when he did so.

"Not yet. I want you in me again as soon as you can manage it." Olivia smothered him between her breasts until he whimpered in compliance.

He looked up into her blue eyes, then down her willowy athletic body, suffused with a rosy flush. His arms trembled beneath his own weight. She made it look so easy. Every now and then he considered working out. Olivia deserved better, yet he never made the effort. His cock twitched, reminding him he'd been ready.

Noah shuffled forward, and Olivia's thighs parted. Her ankles wrapped around his bottom and urged him forward. Noah buried his face into the crook of her neck and rest his weight atop her body. Breasts cushioned his chest. The mixture of fluids soaking her lips let him blindly ease his cock between her thighs, her folds guiding him to her waiting entrance.

"Good boy." Olivia's ankles hooked around his butt and pulled, driving him into her depths with a wet squelch. Their bodies met in messy union. It took a moment for Noah to collect himself, muscles paralyzed with pleasure nearly strong enough to bring him to an abrupt finish. Olivia's nails playful bit into his shoulder blades. "And I lied. I want your lips on my clit the moment you finish emptying your balls in me. So hurry up."

The sultry confidence in her voice instilled a primal command that his body was eager to obey. Her hips rolled against him in encouragement. Noah panted against the side of her throat. The humid scent of her minty floral soap conjured every memory of their time spent together since gaining the freedom to live together.

Noah awkwardly humped her, a stark contrast to Olivia's graceful, precise motions. Even so, the feeling of her body rocking beneath him, her breasts cushioning his chest, his hips gently striking the back of her thighs, the unrelenting heat of her tight pussy sucking him back towards her womb all conspired to rob him of his seed. No matter how good it felt, how he longed to draw out the divine pleasure of her body, instinct ruled him, and it would never allow him to pass up the chance to spread his offspring to such a perfect partner.

"I know you're close," Olivia whispered into his ear. "Don't try to resist me. You can't."

He couldn't. Noah cried out into her shoulder, pleasure squeezing his chest tight. One final thrust spilled his cum as deep within her tight body as he could reach. Olivia's legs locked tightly around his rump, ensuring he didn't spill a drop anywhere but at the entrance of her womb. Nails lightly raked his back before tangling in his short hair.

Olivia moaned in delight. "Right there. I feel it against my cervix. Fuck."

Noah exhausted himself in the soft white apex of his orgasm, if anything, filling her more than his first release. At least that was how it felt. He crashed from the heights of pleasure and landed in her warm sweaty embrace. Olivia held him tightly, even as his own body went limp, or most of it. His cock twitched within her even after he had nothing left to offer. He idly kissed the side of her neck, barely aware of the world around until her legs unwound.

This time, a hint of breathlessness crept into Olivia's voice. "You sure know how to make a girl feel irresistible." She gave him a tight embrace that included his cock still inside her pussy. "And I'm so close." A gentle nip on the ear emphasized her words to a lust-addled brain.

The only thing that sounded better than drifting to sleep in Olivia's arms with his cock still inside her was returning a fraction of the pleasure she gave him. Noah forced his limbs to motion, and he shakily rose onto his arms and eased himself from a pussy reluctant to surrender its prize. His sensitive tip pulled free with a wet pop.

He tried to leave a trail of kisses down her belly, but Olivia shoved his head towards her crotch. He didn't resist, and only had a moment to admire her glossy lips before she curled her legs around the back of his neck and pulled his face between her thighs just in time to catch the first thick dribble of cum from her pussy. It tasted overwhelmingly of him, salty and harsh, but softened by her own contributions. He loved how wet she got for him.

He slipped a tongue into her hole. He wasn't large by any means, but he enjoyed feeling the relaxed acceptance of her pussy before she tightened up again. More of his own seed greeted him, but he focused on her outer lips after a few probing licks along the top of her tunnel.

He gently kissed around the hood of her clit, the tiny stiff bead exposed to him. He'd spent every moment he could learning exactly what she liked, the gentle kisses, slow, careful licks against her clit itself, confidence around the hood and surrounding shallow folds.

He loved how sensitive she was, and how she trusted him to do exactly what she needed. Noah teased her until wet thighs clamped around his face in wordless demand. Even then he managed to steal a few kisses against her dripping entrance.

"You're too damn good at this." Olivia tangled her fingers in his hair and held him to her clit as a low moan built in her chest before her body shook in with the rhythmic tremors of orgasm. Noah lapped at the folds just below her clit, careful not to overstimulate while still drawing out her release. When her thighs fell away from his head, her chest heaving with exertion, Noah lowered himself back to her tight hole to collect what he could of the cum her contractions pushed from her depths. Fingers idly drew uncoordinated patterns on the back of his head as he did so. She didn't tell him to stop, so he didn't.

After a time, Olivia sighed and nudged him from between her legs so she could sit up. Their fluids cooled on his face, and she grinned at him before pulling him into a quick kiss and suckled a taste of herself from his lips. "Unfortunately, I have a class I need to be at and I should probably freshen up a little." She stole one last kiss. "Not that I mind if the pokemon smell you on me." She pat him on a blushing cheek then rushed off to the bathroom.

Noah admired her ass then collapsed onto the bed, wearily content. Despite how quick he'd cum both times, they'd still managed to burn through the hour far more quickly than he'd hoped. A moment later, Olivia emerged from the bathroom fully dressed and immaculate, not a stray hair out of place. She ran an affectionate gaze over his naked body and stopped to run a hand along his tummy.

"I'll be back in about an hour to collect Zoroark. Make sure you're thinking of me. I think we'll have time for one more if you're quick." Her wink and giggle sent a hot flush through his chest, then she grabbed a bag and hurried out into the hall, leaving him alone in her room.

Hopefully. A nervous chill deepened the discomfort of fluids drying on his skin. Olivia's Zorua had always enjoyed playing tricks, popping out of invisibility at inopportune times, particularly at Noah's expense. Much to Olivia's delight, Zorua evolved shortly after the semester began. Zoroark's mischievous tendencies had intensified. Of course Olivia wouldn't have allowed Zoroark out of her pokeball while they were intimate.

Already cold, his fine body hair stood on end, and he felt as if the walls were watching him. If nothing else, a shower would at least warm him up. Noah wearily rolled off Olivia's bed and staggered towards the bathroom. A pleasant haze still clung to his thoughts, and the scent of Olivia perfumed each breath. The thought of her parting words almost summoned his erection back to full prominence.

He made it all the way to the bathroom door before letting out a shrill yelp. Zoroark finished admiring herself in the mirror before acknowledging his presence. Her blood red claws splayed out atop the counter-top as she leaned closer to the mirror, but her frigid blue eyes angled towards him. Thick gray fur and a large voluminous mane of shifting reds and blacks gave her an illusion of soft curves, but Noah had watched her fight and seen the hard angular figure beneath.

Eventually she turned an amused grin towards him that felt just as friendly as the fangs she bared to him. "No reason to be shy now. I've seen plenty of what little there is." Her eyes flicked to where his hands attempted to cover his crotch.

Zoroark stalked towards Noah. He slowly retreated, lips still fumbling in an attempt to put sound to his shock. He didn't notice her movements penning him into a corner him until his back struck the wall. The panicked look in his eyes only brought a fiercer grin to Zoroark's angular muzzle. She caught his chin with one claw as he tried to flinch away, then raked another across his jawline. While blunt enough they didn't break skin, she applied enough pressure to draw out a whimper.

Zoroark leaned close to take a deep breath. "I still don't understand what Olivia sees in you. Such a weak little thing, yet her scent marks you hers." She dragged a rough tongue across his lips, tilting her head thoughtfully. "You do as your told. I guess that's something." Her paw fell away, and Noah finally pulled in breath he hadn't noticed himself struggling for.

"T-This um, really isn't appropriate," he stammered. "I don't think Olivia would-"

"I doubt she would," Zoroark cut in. "But you're much better company when you don't speak." She ran a trio of claws down his belly then darted her paw beneath his hands.

Noah squeaked, but once again found the wall trapping him between her. Warm paw pads found his soft cock. Even as his heart fluttered in his chest and legs trembled, she easily groped him to a mutinous erection. Despite the fear of what her claws might do to his delicate anatomy, and the general fear of the situation as a whole, pleasure hijacked the same nerves to keep his tongue stuck to the roof of his mouth.

"Good boy," Zoroark said in a voice that sounded uncomfortably like Olivia's, but her tone quickly returned to a dangerous velvety growl. "Now be still. I'd hate for you to have to explain any accidents." She flashed her fangs, then knelt gracefully before him.

Noah didn't have time to anticipate what was about to happen until an inhuman tongue dragged along the underside of his stiff cock. He whined, but no longer in fear, or at least not exclusively. It wasn't so much rough as it dragged at his sensitive flesh in a uniquely exotic manner - sticky rather than abrasive. Her tongue was long and wide but thin, and it adhered perfecctly to the curve of his cock.

Intense pleasure riveted him in place. Zoroark pinned him to the wall with a paw on his hip. His legs trembled. A few more licks and he would cum in the mouth of Olivia's pokemon. There would be no way to explain that. If she ever found out-

Zoroark took him into her maw. Instead of fangs, he found nothing but wonderful heat, far warmer than the inside of Olivia's anything, and a tongue that could fully envelop his cock, coiling around him. As the tip of her snout bumped against his pelvis, his fingers curled uselessly against the wall behind him.

Heavy jets of cum disappeared into her maw. The dizzying combination of her dexterous tongue and the tight heat of her mouth drew an orgasm from him that reached to the very depths of his being. Her tongue gently constricted his length, tugging him deeper while her lips sealed around his base, sucking a wealth of cum from his balls Noah didn't realize he possessed, especially after Olivia had finished with him. Zoroark sucked him dry, then pulled away leaving little evidence on his cock, and not the faintest trace of cum. He would have collapsed had she not held him upright against the wall.

Zoroark stood, licking her muzzle. "And I just barely started. The only reason Olivia lets you mate with her so often must be because she's still trying to piece together what it feels like to have a real mate. The taste of her was the best part of your cock."

Noah fought to parse her words from the blissful haze of orgasm. Tears of pleasure gleamed in his eyes. This had to be some kind of dream. He must have fallen asleep after Olivia left, or- His mind could never conjure those malevolent icy blue eyes boring into him and laughing at the onslaught of guilt and fear. He would never find anyone as wonderful as Olivia, and he just came in her pokemon. There was no way to explain that.

Zoroark chuckled. "I'll expect far better from you in the future. Go take your shower. I don't want anyone's scent but mine on your body."

"W-What? No! This can't happen again. You're a pokemon. It shouldn't have in the first place. We shouldn't have-"

Zoroark placed a claw over his lips. "I didn't ask. You belong to me now unless you want Olivia to find out about your indiscretion." She ran a slow lick along his throat when he tried to speak, momentarily forestalling him.

"Y-You didn't give me a choice-"

"I didn't hear any complaints." Zoroark pressed her body close to Noah's, grinding silken fur along his bare flesh. Far too much of his mind and body enjoyed the feeling of Zoroark against him. "And you're too much of a bitch to lie."

"That's not a bad thing," he protested meekly.

"It is when you don't want her to find out you're fucking her pokemon. Or when she asks whose cunt you prefer cumming in."

"Hers!"

Zoroark laughed and bit his shoulder hard enough to lick a drop of blood from his skin. "We'll see. Go take your shower. Don't make me wait."