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Show a Little Love (Lay the Very Best - Chapter 231)
🕑 Added 2024-04-06 01:28:27 +0000 UTCMaple led them into a small booth that was joined to the arena. It was a private viewing area where trainers could watch the match without excitable fans pawing at them. There were a few in a row, no doubt, for other trainers to relax in. Saffira must have been in one of the others because she wasn't in the one Maple opened up. Or maybe Tansy had just got lost again.
Shame, Tansy's infectious enthusiasm would have been nice to bask in for a bit. Exhaustion was a strange beast. Physically, Brandy knew she was fine; her Steam Engine was purring away happily, and her muscles felt loose and ready to spring into action. But all it took was the lightest touch of a plush velvet sofa, and Brandy felt her whole body give out. She sunk into it like she was trying to become one with the sleek, soft fabric. At that moment, she understood Dinah perfectly. The desire to merge with something soft and cuddly and take on its properties as your own. Lacking bullshit Pokémon powers, she had to settle for hugging the shit out of a giant pillow with a grinning Whimsicott printed on it.
"Look at you," Maple smiled as she tucked herself in by Brandy's side. "You really gave it your all out there."
Brandy snorted and pressed her cheek against Maple's shoulder, snuggling into her warmth. Calcine sat beside her, the whole sofa sinking under her sheer bulk and nearly tipping Brandy into her lap. Which wouldn't have been unpleasant at all, but she was stopped by Calcine's beautifully muscled arm. Some of her red and black hair brushed over Brandy's side, and it wasn't just silky soft; it had that glowing warmth of her cloak infused in it, and Brandy's Steam Engine drank it up like it was a life-giving elixir. Maple laughed as she slid into the crater Calcine had made on the sofa, cradling Brandy against her chest, her fingers stroking through her spiky red hair.
Sparky dove across everyone's laps with a cackle, landing with a heavy thump and a chorus of groans. Her cackling squeals weren't enough punishment for what they'd done, no matter how much they all poked and prodded her.
"We really showed them, huh?" Brandy said, her eyelids already drooping. Her mind was still sharp. There was no call for sleep. Her body just needed a rest and recharge. To be comforted and held by her lovers, their touch helping soothe something in her that had reached its limit.
"You were all incredible," Maple said as Morgan poured a glass of water and offered it. With Maple's help, they got it to Brandy's lips, and the cool, soothing water slid down a throat that Brandy didn't even know had been parched. "Saffira and I were vibrating with excitement when we saw there were two of you, and then you bust out the Mercury dick! It was good that Marina was there to cool me down, or I might have fainted."
"I always knew Brandy had a massive cock." Sparky nodded. "Inherited it from me."
Brandy squashed the bug, massaging her palms over her back and playing with her butt. It didn't do anything to settle her down, but it at least felt good.
"The crowd adored you both," Maple went on. "It was honestly getting a bit deafening. Wren might have lost, but I've never seen Postwick women scream that loud. She's going to be a town hero."
Good for her. Wren hadn't won, but she'd found herself in the match and given Brandy one hell of a challenge. She deserved all the rewards she could get.
"She'll probably want a rematch someday," Calcine said, wiping a dribble of water off Brandy's chin. "If not in this tournament, then when she's found her groove. We made an impression on her."
"How could you not? You become a giantess," Maple gasped, "You smacked the boat so hard it rolled under our feet. And the Mercury dick! Oh god, the Mercury dick. I didn't know I needed to see that, and then it saw it, and... oh, Arceus, that was the hottest thing I've ever seen."
"My keen gambling senses are telling me Maple wants something from you, Brandy," Morgan grinned as she grabbed a seat on the other side of Maple, brushing her wings along Maple's exposed shoulders, her talons tugging at the straps of her dress. "You've awoken an urge in your girlfriend, one that can only be satiated by that glorious Brandy dick."
Maple turned a gorgeous shade of bright pink. She looked over at Brandy, her eyes dark with a need that made Brandy's stomach flip. She could see Maple's desire radiate off her, her hands scrunched on her light blue dress, the lip bite, the dazzling shine in her sea-blue eyes. It was so strange to see someone else be the horny mess for a change!
"Brandy owes me a date," Morgan said, "But if she does an outstanding job of it, and I do mean very, very good job. I will take her shopping after and fit her with a present that both of you will treasure."
"Morgan, you're the best," Maple breathed, and she dove into pressing kisses along Brandy's cheeks and neck. She was careful not to jostle her against Calcine, and Brandy appreciated her restraint. Morgan took the opportunity to plant a few kisses along the bare skin on Maple's back, leaving behind black lipstick smudges.
From her smug smile, Brandy suspected she wouldn't warn Maple she was wearing those into battle. Well, Morgan deserved her fun. Brandy wasn't about to tattle. Besides, it truly was heaven being surrounded by her lovers and feeling their bodies against hers. Soft and sweet Maple contrasted so beautifully with the firm and powerful Calcine. Sparky as a fuzzy, plush lap pet almost completed the feeling. All that was missing was Morgan's cooling feathers draped along her neck.
"Where is Saffira?" Calcine asked, her deep voice vibrating through her chest and into Brandy's body. Her gigantic presence was so damned comforting. Brandy had never felt so snug. "I thought you'd be trying to wheedle information out of each other."
"I'd love to, but Saffira admitted she's got a teammate she caught literally last night. I let her go off to be in private with her, to build up some last-minute bond."
"That was kind of you."
"Well, she's also clearly a Rock Ace, and I'm a Water Ace. I already have such a massive Type advantage against her that I can afford to give her a bit of mercy." Maple grinned. "The only thing that'd worry me is a Cradily. I doubt she's lucky enough to find the perfect Rock Fossil Pokémon just lying around."
"We saw a Carracosta on deck," Brandy mumbled. "She's a Fossil type. Water and Rock. It could be Saffira's. Maybe she is that lucky?"
"She wouldn't just be lying around on deck," Maple said, taking Calcine's hand and bringing it over to rest on Brandy's chest. Then she worked in tandem with Calcine to massage some titty, and well if Maple wanted to prove she could make a woman melt, she was doing an excellent job. "Unless Saffira snuck out to try to capture her and add a sneaky fourth."
Maple's eyes narrowed, and Brandy could practically feel the cogs turning in her head.
"Are you all confusing my trainer?"
Marina swept into the room with a tray of drinks balanced on one arm, with a poise that even Sparky might have struggled to replicate with agility. Her sparkling blue dress was extra glittery, tiny ice shards dangling off it and tinkling against her silver corset as she walked. The Lapras was intimidating; she didn't have Calcine's staggering height, but she made up for it by drawing on all the regal haughtiness of the old Pokémon queens.
"If I am," Sparky said, "Will you sit on me?"
"For a darling little bug like you, I'd do that by request." Marina smiled, and Sparky started choking in Brandy's lap as she nearly swallowed her tongue. "But perhaps not right now."
She laid out the drink tray on the booth's table; it was a big square with insets for row upon row of shot glasses filled with colorful liquid.
"This is a present for you all while you watch my match," Maple explained. "I said Marina could pick out every flavor she thought would be fun and then mix them all up. You can play roulette with it while we're gone. Some of them are spicy."
"Noooo," Sparky groaned.
"And some of them are very sweet."
"I'm back in," Sparky said. "Morgan, lend me your luck!"
"You're going to get hot sauce shots first if my luck has anything to do with it."
"Brandy, you can't let her do that! I'm too small and cute to have hot sauce shots. Calcine is the only hot thing that should be getting inside me today."
Brandy leaned over and kissed her, her mouth soft and sweet against Sparky's. "Calcine will clean out your mouth if you get a bad one, won't you, Calcine?"
Calcine just licked her lips at Sparky. Her massive tongue lolling out like that made everyone, but Marina squirm, who was happily taking a seat in front of Maple instead, leaning her head back into Maple's lap. An adorable gesture from the tall Pokémon, letting Maple pet her from on high. Brandy only had glimpses of their team dynamic, but Marina had learned to draw confidence from submitting to Maple. Brandy doubted she could pull that trick off. It really showed how different their styles were.
They didn't drink, they didn't say anything. They all just hugged and stroked each other and enjoyed a quiet moment. Sharing out their love in silence, every caress and kiss gentle, a little sip of affection. It was all deeply erotic, and yet, not at all horny. Brandy hadn't had much of that since she'd begun.
She liked it.
"I got an offer," Maple eventually piped up. "Once this tournament stage is wrapped up and we’re sick of Hulbury, the girls and I are going to hire a boat to sail over to Spikemuth. We want the chance to make a bond at least or two with some deep water Pokémon. I'm not looking to expand the team, but having a future candidate or two for the spot would be great. It'll be a long time until we're back near the ocean again once we head on, which means we will miss access to some of the best Water types."
"That sounds lovely," Brandy nodded. "And smart, like you. What's the offer?"
"Want to join us? A Water Type wouldn't be terrible for your team. You need something to cover your crippling weakness to Rock."
"They are all putty in my hands," Calcine growled, sticking a thumb in Brandy's mouth. She dutifully sucked on it. "I enjoy the power."
Goodness. That did something for Brandy. It's a shame Calcine wouldn't stay as a Coalossal because the idea of being under her thumb more was very appealing.
"I'll talk it over with the team," Brandy said around Calcine's thumb. “But I think we'd all be open to it, right?"
Everyone agreed, Marina smiling serenely as Maple's plan fell into place.
"It's a date then." Maple said, "We'll form a pirate crew and terrorize the high seas. The oceans won't know what hit them."
The speaker in the corner of the room bursts to life with a crackle of static. "Maple Haze, please come to the deck to prepare for your match. A staff member will direct you to your position."
"Wish me luck."
"You won't need it," Morgan grinned, "Go amaze us with what you can do."
"Take my luck anyway!" Brandy smiled, "I'm going to be right here."
"Are you going to see any of my match?" Maple laughed, "Your partners look hungry."
"I've got good eyes, didn't you know? I can multi-task."
"There may be a test after," Maple said as she unpicked herself from the tangle of limbs. "I'm going to make sure Mahi knows if you miss her big moment."
"She's going to have a big moment?"
"It's Mahi," Marina said as she accepted Maple's hand to pull herself up. “She'll find a way to make one. Enjoy the drinks! We'll try to bring Saffira back with us once it's over if I don't pound her into the lower decks."
"Oh, please do try." Sparky said, "I want to see you obliterate her. That would be hot as hell."
"Maybe," Maple smiled. "She's a tough girl. Type advantage might only carry me so far. You may have to watch me really work for it."
As bad as it was for Brandy to not fully support her girlfriend in a crushing victory, she really did hope she got to see Maple work for it. Maple at work was a delight.
