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A Tongue of Fun (Lay the Very Best - Chapter 410)
🕑 Added 2025-08-16 11:50:10 +0000 UTCBrandy wasn't usually the type to pin someone down and wear them out. She was a giver and loved to find out what a person wanted, then do ev
Brandy wasn't usually the type to pin someone down and wear them out. She was a giver and loved to find out what a person wanted, then do everything in her power to ensure they got it.
But this? Watching Rosa's sharp little smirk crumble into gasps and shaky moans under her weight? Feeling her wriggle in anticipation of what Brandy was going to do to her? It lit up something in Brandy she didn't know she had.
It had to be Nibbles' poison, still in her veins, taking all of Brandy's safeties off. It was a different kind of thrill, just letting herself loose on someone and finding out what they wanted by what she could do to them. Brandy could imagine all the ways her partners might enjoy finding themselves on the receiving end later, especially a particular irascible bug.
Maybe Morgan would like it as well. She seemed a lot happier after her date with Calcine, and Brandy wanted to make sure that good mood stuck. Calcine was a very domineering woman when she got in the mood, and Brandy had no doubts that Morgan had been folded and fucked until she sang. If that's what it took to get closer, she could do that.
"Careful," Nibbles said, sliding up under Brandy's arm, her hair snaking out to slide all over Rosa's body, "you keep staring at her like that, and she's going to think you're about to eat her alive."
Brandy tore her eyes from Rosa and enjoyed the little jump Nibbles gave when she had that gaze on her instead. "Maybe I am."
Nibbles' plastered on a big toothed grin. "That's a crazy thing to say. Love it. Now give us some orders, Trainer. I want to see what plan you're cooking up."
Rosa shivered under Brandy, catching enough of their tone to realize precisely what was being plotted. Not that it was that hard to guess. Brandy glanced down at her, then back to Nibbles, and something in the Maerenie's eager grin tipped her over. She could destroy this woman.
"Alright," Brandy said, "Chew, I know you love her chest, how about you sharpen your teeth on them. Nibbles, those tentacles can strip her down some. I want to hear every little sound she makes while you peel those clothes off her."
Chew didn't waste a second. Her eyes lit up at the permission, a hungry growl rumbling in her throat as she leaned down over Rosa. Her hands cupped and squeezed, lifting Rosa's chest so her teeth could find it through the thin fabric of her undershirt. She practically unhinged her jaw to give a massive bite, and Rosa yelped, her back arching and pressing her body against Brandy's front.
It was fine, she wasn't hurt. It had been the kind of moan that got a few jealous looks from the casino patrons. Brandy's team was definitely watching, and Brandy hoped they'd heard it.
Nibbles slid in from the side, her hair tentacles writhing with anticipation. They slithered around Rosa's arms, her waist, curling along seams and edges of her clothes with surgical precision. The first tug popped a button free; the second peeled fabric from her shoulder, baring skin to the cooler air. Rosa gave a strangled gasp, her voice pitching higher when one coil trailed down her spine on the way to tug at her belt.
Brandy kept her hands braced on either side of Rosa, close enough to feel every twitch and shiver.
"Good," Brandy murmured, watching Chew sink her teeth in again, this time just enough to leave a faint mark. Rosa's lips parted in a shaky moan, the sound cut off when Nibbles' next pull bunched her shirt up and exposed her side.
"She's loving this," Nibbles teased, her tentacles sliding under the loosened cloth to stroke bare skin. She gave the fabric a sharp twist, and the last buttons popped free. Rosa's top slid down her arms, caught only by Chew's firm grip as he kept her pinned for another slow, grazing bite.
Rosa squirmed, but there was no getting away. Chew's hold was unyielding, and Nibbles' coils were everywhere at once. Brandy just sat straddling her lap, enjoying the sight of her collapse.
"I need you both for something. Two things."
"Mmm," Nibbles nipped at Rosa's earlobe. "You've earned one. Which is more important?"
They both were, but as much as Morgan needed her team, finding Shay for her Professor Mom probably came first. Brandy had a feeling these two wouldn't need much extra convincing for a heist.
"There's a trainer named Shay. She has a Morpeko, Nickit, and Mandibuzz. Thin, punkish looking with piercings, crazy long tongue. A love for oral that could make a Kalosian blush?"
"A punk in this city isn't exactly uncommon." Nibbles snickered, and her hair turned to tentacles and squeezed in on Rosa's flesh, drawing out a long, whimpering groan. "She's so silly, isn't she, Rosa?"
"She's your kind of trouble. Do you know where she is?"
Chew threw up a few hand signs while still focusing hard on Rosa's chest. Her tongue traced where her teeth had been, the gentle cooling making Rosa shiver harder than the bite. Nibbles slowed her tentacles, dragging fabric inch by inch, making Rosa feel every tug, every slip of cloth against her bare skin until she was halfway undressed and entirely at their mercy.
"I'd tease you more, but Chew is saying you deserve the answer. We know Shay, she's a tongue-obsessed Trainer and wants a Mareanie so bad it's a mix of adorable and pathetic."
"A Mareanie for a tongue, you say?" Brandy said innocently, "Why don't you show Rosa here why she'd want someone like that?"
Nibbles paused in her work, her tentacles coiling lazily around Rosa's waist as she leaned in close. A grin spread across her face, sharp teeth glinting in the low light. Then, deliberately, she parted her lips and let her tongue slide free.
That lengthy tentacle of a tongue was just as Brandy remembered. A vivid light blue, slick with spit and lined with thick, soft-looking spikes that caught the casino light and shone like wet jewels. At the tip, the tongue split into two long tendrils, curling and flexing on their own as if tasting the air. Nibbles dragged it slowly over her teeth, the forked tips flicking and twining together before splaying apart again, her control precise, deliberate.
Rosa's breath hitched. "Oh. Oh fuck…" she gasped, her eyes locked helplessly on the display. Her thighs twitched, straining against Chew's firm grip, and she let out a ragged moan of frustrated need.
Nibbles tilted her head, letting the tongue dance across Rosa's teeth before curling back to lick at Rosa's lips. The sound Rosa made in answer was shameless, a high, broken moan. She bucked weakly in Chew's hold, chest heaving, pupils blown wide.
"You like that, don't you?" Nibbles purred, letting one of the forked tendrils trail along Rosa's bottom lip. Rosa whimpered in response, nodding quickly before she could even find words, another moan spilling out when Brandy pressed her weight down to still her again.
Pinned, stripped, and faced with Nibbles' tongue, Rosa was trembling like she was already halfway gone.
"Where's Shay then, before you shove your tongue down Rosa's throat?"
"We haven't seen her, but if she's in Spikemuth, we know all the ladies who love oral more than love breathing. One of those will know." Nibbles said, voice slurred because she had over a foot of tongue lolling out of her mouth. "We can show you around, if you promise it'll be a better time than staying here."
"You've met me twice now, you should know if it will or not."
"You're fucking crazy," Nibbles laughed. "We're in. Now, let's get in Rosa."
Nibbles' forked tongue slithered forward, the tendrils curling and coiling against Rosa's lips before parting them with a teasing flick. Rosa gave a helpless whimper and then a full-throated moan as the spiked length slid into her mouth, filling it with wet, twitching pressure that she tried and failed to keep up with.
Chew sank lower, bracing Rosa's chest in her broad hands and burying her face between those breasts. Her teeth grazed in sharp little nips across the soft curves, each one chased by a long, slow lick that made Rosa jolt with sensory overload. Chew seemed intent on treating her like the feast she was, her rumbling growl vibrating through Rosa's body as she indulged.
Brandy slid in from the side of Nibble's kiss, close enough to press her lips against Rosa's cheek, working forward to catch the corner of her mouth where Nibbles' tongue still worked her over. It was messy, Brandy catching the heat of Rosa's desperate gasps and slipping her own tongue in wherever she could around Nibbles' writhing invasion.
Rosa was gone. Her eyes fluttered open, glassy and unfocused, only to roll shut again as another moan was dragged out of her. Her hips jerked against Chew's hold, her hands flailing before finding purchase against Brandy's back, clawing weakly as all three of them sapped every bit of strength left out of her.
Brandy murmured between kisses, her lips brushing Rosa's ear. "That's it. Burn this into your memory." She shifted to lock Rosa in place, holding her chin steady so Nibbles could keep her tongue deep, while Chew pressed harder between her breasts, nipping hard enough to leave a trail of marks.
Every nerve in Rosa's body seemed to fire at once. She was rolling ball of heat beneath Brandy. Not the Flame Body Brandy wanted to learn to use properly, but that emotional release felt a lot like it. There was a clue there on how to do it. But right now, Brandy was focused on finishing the job.
Rosa gave a keening cry into Nibbles' tongue, muffled and broken, her chest rising in short, ragged bursts. Brandy swallowed the spill of sound, feeding it back into her with another kiss, until Rosa was trembling uncontrollably beneath the three of them, her mind frayed to shreds under the onslaught.
Her thighs kicked once against the chair, her whole body arching into the combined weight pinning her down. Then she sagged, shaking, her lips still clinging around Nibbles' tongue as the aftershocks ran through her.
"Sick," Nibbles said proudly as she licked her lips. "Didn't even have to get between her legs and she just came her brains out. You're good."
"Good enough to rob a casino with?" Brandy said as she pulled the gold token out of Rosa's hidden pocket in her waistcoat.
"Oh shit, is that your plan to get a badge?" Nibbles snorted. "Tell you what, you still owe Chew a goth with huge boobs. You get her that today, we're in."
Well. Lilith had a large chest, but Brandy felt Chew had real opinions on what counted as huge. She could probably find someone like that while they chased after Shay.
Brandy grabbed the end of Nibble's tongue and shook it. "You got a deal."
"What the fuck?" Nibble slurred as her tongue snaked around Brandy's hand, spilling poison on her fingers. "You're a menace, Brandy."
"You don't know the half of it," Brandy grinned. "But you're on the team. You'll get to see exactly what we do to gyms."
Comments
Irish Not Sane
Brandy’s team isn’t going to know how to handle an in charge Brandy but they will certainly love it and it’s much needed fighting skill for this world. Nibbles should have known Brandy would go for the tongue…
Premier
I have to satisfy my inner bug
Jessy
Damn that chapter was amazing. If only the title didn’t make me smack my face
