A Flare For Romance
A Flare for Romance
Nightly Devotions #01
Credit to Flareon Lover for the plot. SideCredz(tm) to Minun for seconding the request.
[Author's Note]
Whew! My first "by request" story in a long time. Hope it went well. Anyway, a few things to say here. Aside from the hot sex, these pokemon's characters are based on the reactions of people I know. Lopunny is based on this one girl I knew who could sit down in the middle of freshman convocation at my college and start talking to those nearest to her about how much she liked the ass on the guest speaker. Guy or girl, didn't bother her in the slightest; she used to sit there and talk to me about her new vibrator or sex toy or whatever, to my constant embarrassment, because she would do this in the middle of a cafeteria. She said she had no shame because she saw no reason to be ashamed. I was kind of put off at first, but looking back on it, I find that attitude remarkably refreshing. The others are based on other people I've met here and there. I'm amazed at how that worked out, since I had DEFINITELY not planned to see anyone I knew in this story. Bizarre how that happened, and makes the story a little weird for me, but I rather like the finished product. Enjoy!
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Once upon a time, it had been very common for pokemon parents to send their children on journeys to explore the world, so that they would become more mature and experienced and better able to support their family. As pokemon trainers started popping up, pokemon parents started becoming a little tired of not having their children come back after being captured, and so the practice died out. Flareon's dam was a traditional sort, which explained why Flareon was, six months after her "coming of age," wandering the region of Kanto. Her sire was a practical sort, if less strong-willed than her mother, which explained why her best friends Roserade, Lopunny, and Gardevoir were with her. Of course, all four of them were more than happy to get out from under the stifling confines of their parents' rules.
The freedom did not, Flareon observed damply, appear to be improving their moods.
"It's wet," Lopunny noted, for the fifth time in as many minutes. "I'm wet."
"We're all wet," Gardevoir replied, as repetitively as Lopunny.
Only Roserade seemed undisturbed. "I don't see why you three are so unhappy," she said, smiling cheerfully as she reached her arms up to the sky. "It's a lovely rainstorm. I feel so completely alive, you can't even imagine!"
Flareon headed off a possible argument. "I think I see something up ahead," she said, pointing with one paw. Like her friends, she walked upright, using her forepaws to hang on to a small travel bag her parents had given her. Gardevoir, whose eyes were better in the misty gloom of the valley, lit up.
"It's a cave!" she exclaimed. "I don't feel any psychic emanations from it at all, either. It should be empty!"
Encouraged, the four made a dash for Flareon's discovery, and discovered that it was indeed a cave, and one, moreover, which was dry, and didn't seem to extend very far into the valley wall. Gardevoir tested the rear of the cave carefully.
"Solid as limestone," she reported gaily. "No need to worry about anything coming through that in the night."
As if on cue, Flareon yawned deeply.
"And just in time, too," she noted. "I'm tired." She looked at her three friends and saw that they looked just as exhausted as she felt. The storm had distracted them, but they'd started much earlier today than usual, and so had walked for longer than they were used to.
"We're all still wet," she began, lying down on the floor. She spread her paws and fluffed out her fur as best as she could, and the deep red hue of her skin flashed briefly with sparks. "If we curl up together, my fire should get us all dry and comfortable."
This met with universal agreement (even Roserade was eager to dry out, despite her fondness for rain), and the four friends cuddled closely on the floor of the cave. Flareon's heat and the comfort of familiar forms around them made them all extremely drowsy, and with their exhaustion, they were asleep almost before they had a chance to fully relax.
Gardevoir, sleeping soundly, was dreaming. She had just been getting near the age when her parents would have sought a mate for her when Flareon had left, and had spent many hours before then thinking about the sort of Gardevoir she wanted as a partner. She had even, once or twice, slipped in a daydream about a Gallade, though she didn't know if there were any near to her family's home. In her dream, however, a Gallade had appeared in the cave, which had somehow turned into a pleasantly warm, mossy glade.
"Celebi sent me, my love," he intoned, leaning over her. His muscles were taut on his arms, and she felt unusual shy at his nearness. She felt his hands turn her face upward for a kiss, and returned it, her heart beating madly.
Flareon was also dreaming, of another Flareon her parents had introduced her to a few weeks before she left. The Flareon had been most attentive and courteous, and she had more than once considered what she would do with him when she returned. In her dream, she stood in her parents' moonlit garden, and they had just stopped speaking. She couldn't remember what they were talking about, and had just opened her mouth to admit that, when the other Flareon bowed his head to meet her muzzle to muzzle in a gentle kiss. She licked his nose in a gesture of affection, and their tongues met, and twined. A feeling of passion rose up within Flareon as she decided to tell the other what she really wanted.
Gardevoir stood to be on equal level with the Gallade. Her arms were wrapped around his waist and she was pressing hard against him, hugging his warm and comforting body against hers. She looked up and kissed him again. He responded with an eagerness at odds with his apparent composure, and their tongues flicked against each other in mute passion. As she started to probe her tongue inside of his mouth, she suddenly realized that it wasn't the silky-smooth skin of a Gallade under her hands, or the feel of strong muscles against her chest, but warm, silky fur. She blinked, and awoke to meet the equally-surprised eyes of her friend Flareon.
"Flareon!" Gardevoir whispered, breaking the kiss.
Flareon's ears twitched at her and smoothed back. "Uh, good morning? Good dream?"
Gardevoir's own ears turned deep purple in embarrassment. "Um... yeah."
"Thought so."
Flareon didn't make any effort to escape Gardevoir's embrace, and eventually the psychic pokemon managed to ask: "What about you?"
"Very good dream," Flareon replied shortly.
A much longer pause this time, as each friend tried to find the right words.
"You know," Flareon, who won the race, began, "I didn't exactly dislike that."
"I didn't either," Gardevoir admitted.
"Do you want to try it again?" Flareon asked hesitantly.
"Do you?"
"Ohhhh, yeah," Flareon breathed.
Gardevoir didn't wait for her to change her mind. She leaned in and planted a kiss firmly on her best friend's muzzle. Flareon, for her part, pressed closer to Gardevoir and opened her muzzle slightly. They broke the kiss reluctantly.
"That felt different than the last time," Flareon observed.
"The tongue."
"What?"
"In my dream, I was kissing Gallade, and my tongue was in his mouth."
"Isn't that gross or something?"
"Did it feel gross?"
Flareon had to admit that it hadn't.
"Well, there you are, then."
The fire pokemon considered that a sound logical premise and took the initiative, slipping her tongue out and probing at Gardevoir's lips. Gardevoir stuck her own tongue out and the two "fought" for several minutes like that before Flareon "won" and gave Gardevoir a satisfied kiss.
"That was better," Gardevoir murmured. The two of them cuddled and kissed for several long moments, until Flareon squeaked as Gardevoir's groping hands landed on sensitive territory.
"Sorry!" she whispered.
There was a noise like someone clearing their throat, and Gardevoir and Flareon looked up to see Lopunny and Roserade staring at them.
"And what are you doing?" Roserade asked.
"Kissing," Flareon replied in a small voice. Gardevoir surprised herself with a giggle.
"Looks like fun!" Lopunny commented, looking at Roserade. Roserade looked sternly at her two friends, until Lopunny reached over and kissed her soundly on the mouth.
"It IS fun!" the rabbit-eared pokemon concluded.
All three of the others burst into laughter, the tension ebbing out of the cave. Lopunny's confused look only caused Roserade to laugh even harder. "What?"
"Nothing, Loppy," Flareon managed after a moment. She licked Lopunny's ear affectionately. "You're just so cute when you look like that."
"Wow."
"What, Roserade?" the fire pokemon asked.
"Her ear just flicked. You licked one and the other flicked." Roserade leaned over and kissed the tip of Lopunny's nearest ear. Sure enough, the other one twitched and folded into half.
"Neat! I didn't know they did that!" Flareon said. She licked the ear that had just folded, and the one by Roserade flopped instead. Roserade kissed it, and they switched back. Lopunny started turning red.
"Um..." she said, apparently at a loss for words.
"You guys shouldn't play with her like that," Gardevoir chided her two friends.
"That'sokay,Ikindoflikeit." Lopunny mumbled quickly.
"What was that, Punny?" Roserade asked, grinning.
"I said I liked it!"
"Ohhhh... That's what I thought."
The four friends sat there for a moment, until, apparently simultaneously, they came to a conclusion.
"You know," Roserade began.
"We could," Lopunny said at the same time.
"I've always wondered..." Gardevoir. "This is going to sound strange..." Flareon.
They looked at each other and laughed again.
"Great minds," Gardevoir offered as explanation. "So, we're all agreed?"
"This journey is to test our maturity, after all," Lopunny commented, in a pious tone.
"And experience, of course," Roserade added, her voice serious.
"So it's almost our duty to experiment," concluded Flareon.
Another brief pause, then: "Who first?"
"Gardevoir," Flareon suggested. Gardevoir looked startled, and Flareon spread her paws wide in supplication. "We've never seen you naked, you know. The rest of us are in our birthday fur coats-or petals-" she nodded at Roserade. "But you wear that sheet. So I'm curious, what's really under there?"
Gardevoir blushed, but saw agreement and interest in both of her other friends' eyes, so she shrugged. "Okay."
She put her hands on her chest and pressed firmly on the red horn between her breasts. An upper layer of cloth fell away, leaving behind what looked very much like an extremely translucent pale green dress, like a shift, covering two small breasts and a dark green slit vanishing between her thighs. She placed her hands demurely on her lap and looked up at the other three.
"Well?" she asked. Flareon padded over to the psychic pokemon, and eyed the two orbs critically. Then she licked them through the translucent cloth.
"Doesn't that come off?" she asked, ignoring her friend's moan.
"It-hah-no." Gardevoir gasped. Flareon's tongue had been completely unexpected, and her hands had reflexively moved to cover her breasts. "It's part of me."
"Oh." Flareon nodded, and stuck her nose under the hem of the "shift," peering upward. It was quite loose, and most of her head could fit inside. "That's not a problem," she said thoughtfully.
Lopunny and Roserade came to get a closer look. After Flareon extracted her muzzle from Gardevoir's covering, the rabbit pokemon ducked her head to get a closer look at Gardevoir's lower lips.
"It's light purple inside," she reported to the others. "Mine's pink," she added in a matter-of-fact tone.
"Really?" Gardevoir asked with interest. "Can I see?"
"Sure!" Lopunny turned away from her friends and bent, looking at them from between her legs. Sure enough, her pussy was a deep pink color. Gardevoir reached out to touch it, then pulled her hands back.
"Go ahead," Lopunny encouraged with a cheerful smile. "I've done that a lot myself."
Gardevoir blushed, but placed a hand carefully on her crotch. Lopunny's shivered at her friend's gentle touch. "Ooh, that's better than mine," she half-moaned. "Try pressing in a bit." Gardevoir obliged, and was rewarded by a much louder moan from the bunny.
Flareon sat on her haunches, watching Gardevoir and Lopunny. Roserade sat down next to her and smiled. "Getting interesting," she commented. Flareon nodded, then blinked as a sudden thought struck her.
"You're a plant, aren't you?" she asked. "How do you... I mean, where is your..."
Roserade chuckled dryly. "Same place as yours," she said. "We're plants, sure, but we're not that far off from 'animal' pokemon. Actually, most of us are biologically similar, but we get nourishment directly from the sun... as you'd know if you'd listened in the same classes I know you were in with me."
Flareon still had the ability to blush as her friend pegged her.
"I was more interested in getting outside," she admitted. Roserade nodded sympathetically.
"Well, that's fine," she said. A moment of silence ensued.
"Can I see it?" Flareon asked finally.
"See what?" Roserade asked, still watching the other two. Gardevoir had just gotten the nerve to touch Lopunny's clit, and Lopunny had nearly fallen over from the shock.
"Your... cunt," Flareon managed. The word, though she'd learned it from her mother, felt strange on her lips.
"Oh!" Roserade seemed to consider a moment, then nodded. A moment later, a wicked gleam came in her eyes. "I'm going to regret saying this, but... 'I'll show you mine if you show me yours,'" she finished with a chuckle. Flareon giggled. That was a phrase the boys had used when they were still just out of their "girl pokemon are icky" stage to try to catch a glimpse of their different parts.
"Deal," she agreed. Roserade didn't hesitate, spreading her legs wide so Flareon could see a small light green slit just barely visible. Inside and out seemed to be the same color; only her shiny wet inner lips made any distinction. Her nose twitched as she smelled a vague spicy-sweetness in the air.
"Is that you?" she asked curiously. Roserade nodded.
"All Roserade smell like that, I think," she said. "It's not like I have had much experience, though."
Flareon examined Roserade for several minutes more, before, honoring her side of the bargain, rolling onto her side and spread her hind legs.
Roserade leaned in close to get a good look, and lost her balance. She recovered to find her mouth exactly on Flareon's sex, lips wet with the fire pokemon's juices. Her first reaction was surprise, but she started to taste the sweetness of her friend's secretions and she licked her lips with satisfaction.
"Yummy," she observed. Flareon's face was bright with arousal and slight embarrassment. The latter faded as Roserade took an experimental lick inside of her. She decided she could definitely like that taste and began to lap energetically at Flareon.
Lopunny had finally had enough of Gardevoir's unexpected touches and caresses. With a reluctant sigh, she broke the contact and turned to face Gardevoir. As she did, she caught sight of Flareon and Roserade enjoying themselves nearby. The psychic pokemon followed her gaze, and whispered an "Oh my," in her vague direction.
"That looks interesting," Lopunny said with blunt honesty. "Want to try it?"
Gardevoir didn't answer, but she slowly reclined onto her back. Taking her silence and movement for acquiescence, Lopunny slipped over top of her to perch carefully across her chest. Unlike Roserade, she didn't start slowly; her friend obviously enjoyed the treat she had found, so Lopunny was willing to accept her experience. She slid her tongue quickly into Gardevoir's slit, and felt her friend's chest heave as she gasped and moaned in the same breath. Not bad, she thought to herself. She decided her friend wouldn't like being told that she tasted like candy, even if it was true. She explored every millimeter of her new toy, before her tongue found Gardevoir's clit.
An electric shock passed through Gardevoir as her friend started licking her button. Her hands clenched and unclenched, trying to find purchase in the solid floor, and the only thing she could see was Lopunny's tail and sex, pulsing very gently under her gaze. She lifted her head up, and she smiled as, suddenly feeling Gardevoir's tongue in her slit, Lopunny inhaled sharply. Sweet, sweet revenge, she thought cheerfully. She suddenly felt Lopunny's tongue dive deep inside her hole, and she realized that Lopunny still had ways to surprise her. She started focusing on the bunny's clit, but one of her hands reached between her body and Lopunny's to stroke her pubic fur in time with her tongue's movements.
Flareon was thoroughly enjoying the feeling of Roserade lapping at her pussy. Watching her friends explore each other only a few feet away had aroused her more than her dream had, and she felt an urgent need for release. From the feelings welling up between her legs, she sensed it wouldn't be very long at all. She hissed as Roserade's tongue sank to its full length inside her, and whimpered in desire as it withdrew. Roserade nearly giggled at the sound. Flareon's hind legs kicked gently as she kissed the fire pokemon's clit again, and Flareon hissed again as Roserade started sucking on it. Her inner fires were building steadily, and she suppressed her reflexive jerking as Roserade brought her closer and closer to climax.
Gardevoir suddenly felt her very first orgasm arrive as Lopunny drove her tongue sharply inside one final time. She found herself bucking wildly as it hit, wailing. Unconsciously, she started broadcasting empathically, causing all three of her friends to peak at the same time, and the cave echoed with the passionate sounds of pokemon.
Roserade blinked to clear her vision of spots as she started coming down from her climax. Gardevoir and Flareon appeared to be spent, but Roserade saw that Lopunny was still eager, and she felt interested in a bit of experimentation. She had always wondered how flexible her ears were. She walked over to where the bunny was sitting, having rolled off of Gardevoir as the waves of pleasure subsided.
"This is hard to ask," she began, hesitantly. Lopunny smiled encouragingly at her, and Roserade went on. "I was wondering... could you... use your ears to get me off?" The last part came out in a bit of a rush, and Lopunny seemed to consider for a moment.
"I've never tried," she admitted. "Want me to?"
"Would you?" Roserade breathed. It had been a private fantasy of hers for a long time, something she had hidden from her friends in order not to scare them off.
Lopunny stood up and shook her ears and fur out with a grin. "No problem," she said. Her ears flexed several times, before bending into a heart shape behind her head. The effect was very much like an asymmetrical halo, and Roserade felt a flood of emotion wash over her at the sight.
Lopunny had Roserade stand above her face, legs spread, while she lay on her back. Flareon and Gardevoir had recovered enough to roll close and watch, but were otherwise still limp.
"Now, let's try," Lopunny said. She set her ears carefully on Roserade's thighs and worked them steadily up until the furry tips were just barely touching the outer lips of Roserade's light green cunt.
"That feels strange," Roserade commented, shivering slightly at the touch. It was feather light, and tickled, where stronger contact would have been arousing.
"Want me to stop?"
"No!"
Lopunny shrugged, the action shifting her ears
slightly to bring them directly into contact with Roserade's tenderness. She couldn't quite feel anything from the tips of her ears, but Roserade's face was a study of extreme arousal. She rubbed them back and forth along the length of Roserade's slit, paying special attention to her clit. It was a lot harder than she expected, but Roserade's obvious enjoyment was reward enough to justify the effort. Still, she put her own hands to her breasts and caressed them lightly. After a few moments, she felt an obstruction and a sudden shock on her nipples and looked down to see Flareon straddling her, licking gently at the hardened knobs. Her tail flicked every so often at Lopunny's pussy, and Lopunny realized that she was getting close to a second orgasm.
She started moving her ears faster, not wanting to climax before Roserade, but Roserade suddenly stiffened, and she realized that the experiment had been successful.
The plush feeling of Lopunny's ears was maddening to Roserade, and every bit as erotic as she'd dreamed. Each time Lopunny touched her clit, the contact was just strong enough to be felt, but not strong enough to cause the sort of shock she usually felt. The effect was almost like a constant strong breeze across her nether regions, and so her second climax was almost as much a surprise to her as to Lopunny, built up so slowly that she barely noticed. She stiffened to keep from clapping her legs shut on her friend's ears.
Flareon too had noticed Roserade's actions and felt, from the dampness of her tail after brushing against Lopunny's cunt, that she was close as well. Judging the timing correct, she nibbled gently on Lopunny's left nipple and heard Lopunny moan loudly as she passed the critical point. Roserade collapsed slowly as the bunny's ears fell away from her, landing with her legs to either side of Lopunny's head and her drooling pussy just inches from the peak of her ears. Her head swam vaguely, and she couldn't remember having felt this sated in her life.
They lay like that for some time, Flareon atop Lopunny, Gardevoir and Roserade by themselves, until Gardevoir finally, reluctantly, sat up.
"We should probably get to bed," she muttered. The idea met with mutually hesitant approval, since all knew they would have to accept a late start as it was. They curled up again as they had been when they fell asleep, this time relishing the intimacy rather than the warmth. Roserade's last thought before she fell asleep was, "I love my friends." She might have murmured it out loud, since Flareon had mumbled sleepy agreement.
The four awoke the next morning. Lopunny found Flareon lying possessively across her breasts, and had had to try several times to remove her. The previous night wasn't mentioned at all as they stretched, gathered their few belongings and prepared to march on. Only Flareon referred to the night in passing, but she spoke for all of them:
"I hope we find another cave tonight!"
Nightly Devotions #01
Credit to Flareon Lover for the plot. SideCredz(tm) to Minun for seconding the request.
[Author's Note]
Whew! My first "by request" story in a long time. Hope it went well. Anyway, a few things to say here. Aside from the hot sex, these pokemon's characters are based on the reactions of people I know. Lopunny is based on this one girl I knew who could sit down in the middle of freshman convocation at my college and start talking to those nearest to her about how much she liked the ass on the guest speaker. Guy or girl, didn't bother her in the slightest; she used to sit there and talk to me about her new vibrator or sex toy or whatever, to my constant embarrassment, because she would do this in the middle of a cafeteria. She said she had no shame because she saw no reason to be ashamed. I was kind of put off at first, but looking back on it, I find that attitude remarkably refreshing. The others are based on other people I've met here and there. I'm amazed at how that worked out, since I had DEFINITELY not planned to see anyone I knew in this story. Bizarre how that happened, and makes the story a little weird for me, but I rather like the finished product. Enjoy!
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Once upon a time, it had been very common for pokemon parents to send their children on journeys to explore the world, so that they would become more mature and experienced and better able to support their family. As pokemon trainers started popping up, pokemon parents started becoming a little tired of not having their children come back after being captured, and so the practice died out. Flareon's dam was a traditional sort, which explained why Flareon was, six months after her "coming of age," wandering the region of Kanto. Her sire was a practical sort, if less strong-willed than her mother, which explained why her best friends Roserade, Lopunny, and Gardevoir were with her. Of course, all four of them were more than happy to get out from under the stifling confines of their parents' rules.
The freedom did not, Flareon observed damply, appear to be improving their moods.
"It's wet," Lopunny noted, for the fifth time in as many minutes. "I'm wet."
"We're all wet," Gardevoir replied, as repetitively as Lopunny.
Only Roserade seemed undisturbed. "I don't see why you three are so unhappy," she said, smiling cheerfully as she reached her arms up to the sky. "It's a lovely rainstorm. I feel so completely alive, you can't even imagine!"
Flareon headed off a possible argument. "I think I see something up ahead," she said, pointing with one paw. Like her friends, she walked upright, using her forepaws to hang on to a small travel bag her parents had given her. Gardevoir, whose eyes were better in the misty gloom of the valley, lit up.
"It's a cave!" she exclaimed. "I don't feel any psychic emanations from it at all, either. It should be empty!"
Encouraged, the four made a dash for Flareon's discovery, and discovered that it was indeed a cave, and one, moreover, which was dry, and didn't seem to extend very far into the valley wall. Gardevoir tested the rear of the cave carefully.
"Solid as limestone," she reported gaily. "No need to worry about anything coming through that in the night."
As if on cue, Flareon yawned deeply.
"And just in time, too," she noted. "I'm tired." She looked at her three friends and saw that they looked just as exhausted as she felt. The storm had distracted them, but they'd started much earlier today than usual, and so had walked for longer than they were used to.
"We're all still wet," she began, lying down on the floor. She spread her paws and fluffed out her fur as best as she could, and the deep red hue of her skin flashed briefly with sparks. "If we curl up together, my fire should get us all dry and comfortable."
This met with universal agreement (even Roserade was eager to dry out, despite her fondness for rain), and the four friends cuddled closely on the floor of the cave. Flareon's heat and the comfort of familiar forms around them made them all extremely drowsy, and with their exhaustion, they were asleep almost before they had a chance to fully relax.
Gardevoir, sleeping soundly, was dreaming. She had just been getting near the age when her parents would have sought a mate for her when Flareon had left, and had spent many hours before then thinking about the sort of Gardevoir she wanted as a partner. She had even, once or twice, slipped in a daydream about a Gallade, though she didn't know if there were any near to her family's home. In her dream, however, a Gallade had appeared in the cave, which had somehow turned into a pleasantly warm, mossy glade.
"Celebi sent me, my love," he intoned, leaning over her. His muscles were taut on his arms, and she felt unusual shy at his nearness. She felt his hands turn her face upward for a kiss, and returned it, her heart beating madly.
Flareon was also dreaming, of another Flareon her parents had introduced her to a few weeks before she left. The Flareon had been most attentive and courteous, and she had more than once considered what she would do with him when she returned. In her dream, she stood in her parents' moonlit garden, and they had just stopped speaking. She couldn't remember what they were talking about, and had just opened her mouth to admit that, when the other Flareon bowed his head to meet her muzzle to muzzle in a gentle kiss. She licked his nose in a gesture of affection, and their tongues met, and twined. A feeling of passion rose up within Flareon as she decided to tell the other what she really wanted.
Gardevoir stood to be on equal level with the Gallade. Her arms were wrapped around his waist and she was pressing hard against him, hugging his warm and comforting body against hers. She looked up and kissed him again. He responded with an eagerness at odds with his apparent composure, and their tongues flicked against each other in mute passion. As she started to probe her tongue inside of his mouth, she suddenly realized that it wasn't the silky-smooth skin of a Gallade under her hands, or the feel of strong muscles against her chest, but warm, silky fur. She blinked, and awoke to meet the equally-surprised eyes of her friend Flareon.
"Flareon!" Gardevoir whispered, breaking the kiss.
Flareon's ears twitched at her and smoothed back. "Uh, good morning? Good dream?"
Gardevoir's own ears turned deep purple in embarrassment. "Um... yeah."
"Thought so."
Flareon didn't make any effort to escape Gardevoir's embrace, and eventually the psychic pokemon managed to ask: "What about you?"
"Very good dream," Flareon replied shortly.
A much longer pause this time, as each friend tried to find the right words.
"You know," Flareon, who won the race, began, "I didn't exactly dislike that."
"I didn't either," Gardevoir admitted.
"Do you want to try it again?" Flareon asked hesitantly.
"Do you?"
"Ohhhh, yeah," Flareon breathed.
Gardevoir didn't wait for her to change her mind. She leaned in and planted a kiss firmly on her best friend's muzzle. Flareon, for her part, pressed closer to Gardevoir and opened her muzzle slightly. They broke the kiss reluctantly.
"That felt different than the last time," Flareon observed.
"The tongue."
"What?"
"In my dream, I was kissing Gallade, and my tongue was in his mouth."
"Isn't that gross or something?"
"Did it feel gross?"
Flareon had to admit that it hadn't.
"Well, there you are, then."
The fire pokemon considered that a sound logical premise and took the initiative, slipping her tongue out and probing at Gardevoir's lips. Gardevoir stuck her own tongue out and the two "fought" for several minutes like that before Flareon "won" and gave Gardevoir a satisfied kiss.
"That was better," Gardevoir murmured. The two of them cuddled and kissed for several long moments, until Flareon squeaked as Gardevoir's groping hands landed on sensitive territory.
"Sorry!" she whispered.
There was a noise like someone clearing their throat, and Gardevoir and Flareon looked up to see Lopunny and Roserade staring at them.
"And what are you doing?" Roserade asked.
"Kissing," Flareon replied in a small voice. Gardevoir surprised herself with a giggle.
"Looks like fun!" Lopunny commented, looking at Roserade. Roserade looked sternly at her two friends, until Lopunny reached over and kissed her soundly on the mouth.
"It IS fun!" the rabbit-eared pokemon concluded.
All three of the others burst into laughter, the tension ebbing out of the cave. Lopunny's confused look only caused Roserade to laugh even harder. "What?"
"Nothing, Loppy," Flareon managed after a moment. She licked Lopunny's ear affectionately. "You're just so cute when you look like that."
"Wow."
"What, Roserade?" the fire pokemon asked.
"Her ear just flicked. You licked one and the other flicked." Roserade leaned over and kissed the tip of Lopunny's nearest ear. Sure enough, the other one twitched and folded into half.
"Neat! I didn't know they did that!" Flareon said. She licked the ear that had just folded, and the one by Roserade flopped instead. Roserade kissed it, and they switched back. Lopunny started turning red.
"Um..." she said, apparently at a loss for words.
"You guys shouldn't play with her like that," Gardevoir chided her two friends.
"That'sokay,Ikindoflikeit." Lopunny mumbled quickly.
"What was that, Punny?" Roserade asked, grinning.
"I said I liked it!"
"Ohhhh... That's what I thought."
The four friends sat there for a moment, until, apparently simultaneously, they came to a conclusion.
"You know," Roserade began.
"We could," Lopunny said at the same time.
"I've always wondered..." Gardevoir. "This is going to sound strange..." Flareon.
They looked at each other and laughed again.
"Great minds," Gardevoir offered as explanation. "So, we're all agreed?"
"This journey is to test our maturity, after all," Lopunny commented, in a pious tone.
"And experience, of course," Roserade added, her voice serious.
"So it's almost our duty to experiment," concluded Flareon.
Another brief pause, then: "Who first?"
"Gardevoir," Flareon suggested. Gardevoir looked startled, and Flareon spread her paws wide in supplication. "We've never seen you naked, you know. The rest of us are in our birthday fur coats-or petals-" she nodded at Roserade. "But you wear that sheet. So I'm curious, what's really under there?"
Gardevoir blushed, but saw agreement and interest in both of her other friends' eyes, so she shrugged. "Okay."
She put her hands on her chest and pressed firmly on the red horn between her breasts. An upper layer of cloth fell away, leaving behind what looked very much like an extremely translucent pale green dress, like a shift, covering two small breasts and a dark green slit vanishing between her thighs. She placed her hands demurely on her lap and looked up at the other three.
"Well?" she asked. Flareon padded over to the psychic pokemon, and eyed the two orbs critically. Then she licked them through the translucent cloth.
"Doesn't that come off?" she asked, ignoring her friend's moan.
"It-hah-no." Gardevoir gasped. Flareon's tongue had been completely unexpected, and her hands had reflexively moved to cover her breasts. "It's part of me."
"Oh." Flareon nodded, and stuck her nose under the hem of the "shift," peering upward. It was quite loose, and most of her head could fit inside. "That's not a problem," she said thoughtfully.
Lopunny and Roserade came to get a closer look. After Flareon extracted her muzzle from Gardevoir's covering, the rabbit pokemon ducked her head to get a closer look at Gardevoir's lower lips.
"It's light purple inside," she reported to the others. "Mine's pink," she added in a matter-of-fact tone.
"Really?" Gardevoir asked with interest. "Can I see?"
"Sure!" Lopunny turned away from her friends and bent, looking at them from between her legs. Sure enough, her pussy was a deep pink color. Gardevoir reached out to touch it, then pulled her hands back.
"Go ahead," Lopunny encouraged with a cheerful smile. "I've done that a lot myself."
Gardevoir blushed, but placed a hand carefully on her crotch. Lopunny's shivered at her friend's gentle touch. "Ooh, that's better than mine," she half-moaned. "Try pressing in a bit." Gardevoir obliged, and was rewarded by a much louder moan from the bunny.
Flareon sat on her haunches, watching Gardevoir and Lopunny. Roserade sat down next to her and smiled. "Getting interesting," she commented. Flareon nodded, then blinked as a sudden thought struck her.
"You're a plant, aren't you?" she asked. "How do you... I mean, where is your..."
Roserade chuckled dryly. "Same place as yours," she said. "We're plants, sure, but we're not that far off from 'animal' pokemon. Actually, most of us are biologically similar, but we get nourishment directly from the sun... as you'd know if you'd listened in the same classes I know you were in with me."
Flareon still had the ability to blush as her friend pegged her.
"I was more interested in getting outside," she admitted. Roserade nodded sympathetically.
"Well, that's fine," she said. A moment of silence ensued.
"Can I see it?" Flareon asked finally.
"See what?" Roserade asked, still watching the other two. Gardevoir had just gotten the nerve to touch Lopunny's clit, and Lopunny had nearly fallen over from the shock.
"Your... cunt," Flareon managed. The word, though she'd learned it from her mother, felt strange on her lips.
"Oh!" Roserade seemed to consider a moment, then nodded. A moment later, a wicked gleam came in her eyes. "I'm going to regret saying this, but... 'I'll show you mine if you show me yours,'" she finished with a chuckle. Flareon giggled. That was a phrase the boys had used when they were still just out of their "girl pokemon are icky" stage to try to catch a glimpse of their different parts.
"Deal," she agreed. Roserade didn't hesitate, spreading her legs wide so Flareon could see a small light green slit just barely visible. Inside and out seemed to be the same color; only her shiny wet inner lips made any distinction. Her nose twitched as she smelled a vague spicy-sweetness in the air.
"Is that you?" she asked curiously. Roserade nodded.
"All Roserade smell like that, I think," she said. "It's not like I have had much experience, though."
Flareon examined Roserade for several minutes more, before, honoring her side of the bargain, rolling onto her side and spread her hind legs.
Roserade leaned in close to get a good look, and lost her balance. She recovered to find her mouth exactly on Flareon's sex, lips wet with the fire pokemon's juices. Her first reaction was surprise, but she started to taste the sweetness of her friend's secretions and she licked her lips with satisfaction.
"Yummy," she observed. Flareon's face was bright with arousal and slight embarrassment. The latter faded as Roserade took an experimental lick inside of her. She decided she could definitely like that taste and began to lap energetically at Flareon.
Lopunny had finally had enough of Gardevoir's unexpected touches and caresses. With a reluctant sigh, she broke the contact and turned to face Gardevoir. As she did, she caught sight of Flareon and Roserade enjoying themselves nearby. The psychic pokemon followed her gaze, and whispered an "Oh my," in her vague direction.
"That looks interesting," Lopunny said with blunt honesty. "Want to try it?"
Gardevoir didn't answer, but she slowly reclined onto her back. Taking her silence and movement for acquiescence, Lopunny slipped over top of her to perch carefully across her chest. Unlike Roserade, she didn't start slowly; her friend obviously enjoyed the treat she had found, so Lopunny was willing to accept her experience. She slid her tongue quickly into Gardevoir's slit, and felt her friend's chest heave as she gasped and moaned in the same breath. Not bad, she thought to herself. She decided her friend wouldn't like being told that she tasted like candy, even if it was true. She explored every millimeter of her new toy, before her tongue found Gardevoir's clit.
An electric shock passed through Gardevoir as her friend started licking her button. Her hands clenched and unclenched, trying to find purchase in the solid floor, and the only thing she could see was Lopunny's tail and sex, pulsing very gently under her gaze. She lifted her head up, and she smiled as, suddenly feeling Gardevoir's tongue in her slit, Lopunny inhaled sharply. Sweet, sweet revenge, she thought cheerfully. She suddenly felt Lopunny's tongue dive deep inside her hole, and she realized that Lopunny still had ways to surprise her. She started focusing on the bunny's clit, but one of her hands reached between her body and Lopunny's to stroke her pubic fur in time with her tongue's movements.
Flareon was thoroughly enjoying the feeling of Roserade lapping at her pussy. Watching her friends explore each other only a few feet away had aroused her more than her dream had, and she felt an urgent need for release. From the feelings welling up between her legs, she sensed it wouldn't be very long at all. She hissed as Roserade's tongue sank to its full length inside her, and whimpered in desire as it withdrew. Roserade nearly giggled at the sound. Flareon's hind legs kicked gently as she kissed the fire pokemon's clit again, and Flareon hissed again as Roserade started sucking on it. Her inner fires were building steadily, and she suppressed her reflexive jerking as Roserade brought her closer and closer to climax.
Gardevoir suddenly felt her very first orgasm arrive as Lopunny drove her tongue sharply inside one final time. She found herself bucking wildly as it hit, wailing. Unconsciously, she started broadcasting empathically, causing all three of her friends to peak at the same time, and the cave echoed with the passionate sounds of pokemon.
Roserade blinked to clear her vision of spots as she started coming down from her climax. Gardevoir and Flareon appeared to be spent, but Roserade saw that Lopunny was still eager, and she felt interested in a bit of experimentation. She had always wondered how flexible her ears were. She walked over to where the bunny was sitting, having rolled off of Gardevoir as the waves of pleasure subsided.
"This is hard to ask," she began, hesitantly. Lopunny smiled encouragingly at her, and Roserade went on. "I was wondering... could you... use your ears to get me off?" The last part came out in a bit of a rush, and Lopunny seemed to consider for a moment.
"I've never tried," she admitted. "Want me to?"
"Would you?" Roserade breathed. It had been a private fantasy of hers for a long time, something she had hidden from her friends in order not to scare them off.
Lopunny stood up and shook her ears and fur out with a grin. "No problem," she said. Her ears flexed several times, before bending into a heart shape behind her head. The effect was very much like an asymmetrical halo, and Roserade felt a flood of emotion wash over her at the sight.
Lopunny had Roserade stand above her face, legs spread, while she lay on her back. Flareon and Gardevoir had recovered enough to roll close and watch, but were otherwise still limp.
"Now, let's try," Lopunny said. She set her ears carefully on Roserade's thighs and worked them steadily up until the furry tips were just barely touching the outer lips of Roserade's light green cunt.
"That feels strange," Roserade commented, shivering slightly at the touch. It was feather light, and tickled, where stronger contact would have been arousing.
"Want me to stop?"
"No!"
Lopunny shrugged, the action shifting her ears
slightly to bring them directly into contact with Roserade's tenderness. She couldn't quite feel anything from the tips of her ears, but Roserade's face was a study of extreme arousal. She rubbed them back and forth along the length of Roserade's slit, paying special attention to her clit. It was a lot harder than she expected, but Roserade's obvious enjoyment was reward enough to justify the effort. Still, she put her own hands to her breasts and caressed them lightly. After a few moments, she felt an obstruction and a sudden shock on her nipples and looked down to see Flareon straddling her, licking gently at the hardened knobs. Her tail flicked every so often at Lopunny's pussy, and Lopunny realized that she was getting close to a second orgasm.
She started moving her ears faster, not wanting to climax before Roserade, but Roserade suddenly stiffened, and she realized that the experiment had been successful.
The plush feeling of Lopunny's ears was maddening to Roserade, and every bit as erotic as she'd dreamed. Each time Lopunny touched her clit, the contact was just strong enough to be felt, but not strong enough to cause the sort of shock she usually felt. The effect was almost like a constant strong breeze across her nether regions, and so her second climax was almost as much a surprise to her as to Lopunny, built up so slowly that she barely noticed. She stiffened to keep from clapping her legs shut on her friend's ears.
Flareon too had noticed Roserade's actions and felt, from the dampness of her tail after brushing against Lopunny's cunt, that she was close as well. Judging the timing correct, she nibbled gently on Lopunny's left nipple and heard Lopunny moan loudly as she passed the critical point. Roserade collapsed slowly as the bunny's ears fell away from her, landing with her legs to either side of Lopunny's head and her drooling pussy just inches from the peak of her ears. Her head swam vaguely, and she couldn't remember having felt this sated in her life.
They lay like that for some time, Flareon atop Lopunny, Gardevoir and Roserade by themselves, until Gardevoir finally, reluctantly, sat up.
"We should probably get to bed," she muttered. The idea met with mutually hesitant approval, since all knew they would have to accept a late start as it was. They curled up again as they had been when they fell asleep, this time relishing the intimacy rather than the warmth. Roserade's last thought before she fell asleep was, "I love my friends." She might have murmured it out loud, since Flareon had mumbled sleepy agreement.
The four awoke the next morning. Lopunny found Flareon lying possessively across her breasts, and had had to try several times to remove her. The previous night wasn't mentioned at all as they stretched, gathered their few belongings and prepared to march on. Only Flareon referred to the night in passing, but she spoke for all of them:
"I hope we find another cave tonight!"
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