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By Royal Decree (Lay the Very Best - Chapter 352)
🕑 Added 2025-02-01 00:56:17 +0000 UTCBrandy felt like the moon, helplessly pulled into the gravity of a far larger, dazzling celestial body. The Pokémon Chef who'd collared them had a presence that yanked your focus whether you wanted it or not. If she had her arm twisted, Brandy might be willing to admit she liked being ordered around now and then. This Pokémon seemed to reach right into her head and press the big button that made Brandy want to be a good girl who gets fucked up against a wall until her bones jellify.
Sex was not on the cards when there was baking to be done. They'd been whisked off to the kitchen, watching the Pokémon chef furiously beat eggs like they owed her money while the oven hummed to life.
Morgan was equally captivated but for the usual Morgan reasons. The Pokémon, which was obviously a Tsareena by this point, had an incredible ass, barely concealed under her white petal skirt. Morgan was transfixed in trying to catch a glimpse of it. It was adorable how Morgan reflexively swayed left and right in perfect sync with Tsareena's hypnotic hips. If Brandy was a good trainer, and she liked to think she was, helping Morgan get a proper look at that butt was an unofficial sub-quest. One that'd go very nicely with the main task of making up for their table-flipping crimes.
"I think it's pretty clear by now," Brandy said, her voice steady even as her heart skipped, "Lilith mentioned her wife made the cheesecake. That was you, right?"
The Tsareena looked back at Brandy, mid-lick, fingers glistening with batter. Reena already had this magnetic aura, but now she was laying it on thick, making Brandy sweat like she'd found Mercury was bearing down on her with an intent to finally get a win.
"That's me," she said, her face all smiles. "Call me Reena, I save my real name for close friends. Not that it's difficult to become one! I am a Grass Type, after all."
"We're here for the gym and a bit of fun," Brandy replied, feeling herself blush. Reena's majesty aura reminded Brandy of how tricky Soft Moves were to deal with. You can't physically power your way through them, and stamina doesn't matter. It was all about keeping a cool head. Brandy felt like she was the one getting baked, a cool head she did not have. "We don't usually knock over tables to do that. Dani, our Magikarp, she's new, and we wanted to see what Flail did."
"It was a great show," Morgan grinned. "Only shame was losing the food to it, I was really loving that honey cheesecake you made."
"Lilith does like to give me challenges," Reena said, taking the spoon she used to stir batter out of her mixing bowl and offering it to Morgan. "We don't really have a set menu, she has a gift for finding out what women want."
"Brandy's gifted like that as well," Morgan said, leaning in to get her lips around the spoon. Keeping heavy eye contact with Reena the whole time as the metal slid over her lips. This did not help Brandy keep a cool head. Reena could have just pushed her over and used her stomach as a stove.
"Haven't married her yet," Morgan said, mouth half-full. "But if I do, will you cater the wedding?"
"Gladly, but you'll have to be sure to do it. I get agitated when work falls through."
"Got a ring?" Morgan teased. "I'd marry her right now for some of that cake."
The joke hit Brandy like ice water to the face. She could see it now, Morgan dropping to one knee, that wicked grin on her lips. It was too real and very tempting, but as enticing as the idea was, it was also a nice reality check. Because it was never going to happen like that.
"When I propose to you," Brandy said, yanking the spoon from Morgan's mouth and giving her a playful bop on the nose, "You won't even know it's coming."
"You think you can get one past me?"
"Not yet," Brandy grinned, "but once I prove I can, you'd better watch out. I'm going to marry you when you least expect it."
"That'll take a while," Morgan snickered. "I see everything."
Reena reached out, her fingers grazing Morgan's cheek with deliberate softness. "If you'll forgive me, you have a little flour here. Let me get it for you."
Before Morgan could react, Reena's tongue flicked out, tracing a slow, wet line across her cheek. Morgan's feathers fluffed instantly, her body puffing like a bellows as a soft, involuntary whine slipped from her throat.
With a sly grin, Reena gave her a playful slap on the rear, nudging her straight into Brandy's arms. She stood perfectly composed, as if she hadn't just effortlessly shattered Morgan's boast.
"So, are you two pretty things ready to help me?"
"Mmm," Morgan said, "Should I strip her, or do you want to?"
"What? No," Reena laughed. "I mean very tempting. But no, actually, what I need are some delivery girls. I've some treats for some very special friends of Lilith who are having a rough time."
"And we need to give them a rough time?"
Reena laughed. "This is my fault, I couldn't help but flirt. It's just a delivery, what you decide to do once you're there is your own decision. I'd be very grateful if you could cheer them up some."
Brandy nodded. Between all her team's personalities, they could do a great job cheering up strangers. It'd be a fun way to get a look around the city.
"Is there a uniform?" Morgan asked hopefully.
"No, I was going to close up and do this myself, but since I've got helping hands, I'm going to use them," Reena said, gesturing with a nod to a pile of white cardboard boxes wrapped in black ribbon. "You can take the ones I've finished, then Lilith and I can close up normally and do the rest."
"Can we wear a uniform if we have one?"
"A charming Murkrow like you can do whatever you want," Reena said with a bright, cheerful smile that got Brandy's heart palpitating again. "Are you both new to the city?"
"This was our first stop." Brandy said, "Chew and Nibbles told us to come."
"Oh!" Reena's eyes lit up. "I love those too. Chew's got a massive crush on Lilith that I've been encouraging with Nibbles. I can sweeten this deal a little more if you've just got here by boat! Friends of the Deep Sea girls deserve treats."
Brandy certainly wouldn't talk her out of it, so she just nodded.
"You'll probably want to find rooms if you just got here? You can stay above the shop with us. Lilith is a real handful when I'm on my own, a Trainer, and her team will have her worn out in no time, I'm sure."
"Reena. We would be honored to fuck her brains out," Morgan said, hands across her chest.
Reena smiled and shook her head. "You don't know how good it is to see people joking. It's been a bit of a miserable time in Spikemuth lately. Bad for business, but even worse for the mood. Some fresh blood might is always welcome."
Bad mood? It was a long shot, but it could be related to what messed with the strange broken bond of Mardi and her team. If so, this delivery job might not just be a way to make amends. It'd be a fact-finding mission.
"We 'll get these sent out," Brandy said, looking at the boxes Reena had gestured at. They each had labels, thankfully, and the Poké-dex could probably do the rest of the work of providing directions. "And I think the team would riot if I don't take you up on the offer for room and board. You're really being too nice!"
"I just like seeing people happy," Reena said, kicking open her oven and sliding in a tray filled with batter. "Go on, get it all done before it gets light, and you can help me push Lilith into a bed."
"I can't imagine anyone pushing her," Brandy said as she loaded Morgan up with boxes.
"Then you're in for quite a fun night. She always puts up such a fight to everything, but it's worth it to see her smile in the end."
A strange relationship, almost lovingly adversarial? It was hard not to get a little curious about just how kinky it was going to get tonight.
First though. Delivery girl time. Morgan had already mentioned uniforms, so it was time to grab the team and be midnight maids.
"Wait," Brandy looked to Morgan. "Dani doesn't have a dress. Won't she feel left out?"
"We're in Goth paradise, Brandy," Morgan grinned. "I promise we can get her a black and white dress on the way."
Brandy didn't think it'd be that easy. But only because they'd have to crowbar Calcine off her first.
Comments
Irish Not Sane
Yes we know they will end up married and I can’t wait for that, I’m very concerned about the problem this town is having and what Brandy needs to investigate, I may need to let the chapters build up a bit there. The delivery girls are going to be a huge hit
Ben
I think just telling Calcine Dani in a Maid dress would persuade her
Jojo
The marriage part was soooooo sweet. I wonder what the wedding traditions are in this world.
