The room was ours now, warm and quiet, wrapped in the gentle glow of the candles. Their soft light danced across the walls, painting everything in gold and shadow.
The air smelled faintly sweet and us, heavy with everything we'd been holding back for years.
I lay back on the bed, heart hammering so loud I was sure they could hear it. Completely naked, skin tingling, every inch of me ready. My breath came quick and shallow, eyes locked on them.
Lopunny and Meowscarada hovered over me, close enough that I could feel the heat coming off their bodies.
Their soft fur brushed my chest, my arms, my thighs (like the gentlest, warmest touch in the world). Every little touch sent sparks across my skin.
Their tails flicked slowly, ears perked, eyes shining with the same love and excitement that was burning inside me.
They were beautiful, and today they were finally going to become completely mine.
Lopunny moved first…
She climbed onto the bed and gently swung one leg over me, kneeling so her thighs rested on either side of my hips. Then she lowered herself, her warm, wet folds directly against the front of my hard cock (no going inside, just perfect skin-to-skin contact).
Lopunny started rubbing herself slowly along my length, sliding her slick lips up and down the whole shaft (from the base all the way to the tip and back again). Her soft light-brown fur parted gently around me with every move, brushing my cock skin like the softest tease.
Her wet folds hugged me tight, coating me in warm, slippery wetness with every slow rub. She never stopped that gentle, steady rhythm, making me throb harder each time she slid over me.
Then, Lopunny leaned forward, long ears flopping gently over my shoulders like a warm curtain. Her fluffy chest pressed against mine, soft and bouncy under her light-brown fur, rising and falling with her quick, excited breaths.
She looked at me for one heartbeat, big brown eyes shining, then closed the distance.
Her lips met mine (soft, plush, a delicate pink inside). The kiss was slow and deep right from the start. Her warm tongue slipped in, smooth and gentle, tasting faintly sweet like fresh berries.
I kissed her back, our tongues curling together (slow rolls, soft slides, a little playful chase). Warm saliva mixed between us, dripping just a bit at the corners of our mouths.
Every time we breathed, our noses brushed (hers small and cute, mine bumping hers softly). She purred the whole time, a low, happy "Lopuu~♡" that I felt more than heard, vibrating against my lips.
All the while her hips kept rocking, rubbing her soaked folds along me.
Meowscarada curled up on my left side, her sleek light-green body snug against me. She took my free hand and guided it between her legs, pressing my fingers right against her warm folds.
Her short fluffy tail flicked happily, and her leafy cape draped over her fluffy chest, hiding her soft curves but not the heat pouring off her. She started rocking slowly against my fingers, a low, needy purr rumbling in her throat.
As for why she didn't go first: long ago, Meowscarada had already decided that Lopunny would go first.
It wasn't because she loved me any less. It was the opposite.
Lopunny was the gentle one who happily learned all the little human things Meowscarada didn't care about: folding my clothes into neat piles, learning to cook, dusting the shelves without being asked, even sitting beside me with those floppy ears and a patient smile while I struggled with homework.
Meowscarada would rather nap in a warm sun or chase Butterfree across the yard all afternoon. That stuff bored her to death.
Lopunny never once complained. She did it quietly, happily, just to see me smile.
So one night, while they curled up together on my bed, Meowscarada had nudged Lopunny with her nose and decided:
"You do all the hard, boring things for him every day.
When the big moments come… you get to be first.
I'll wait. I'm good at waiting."
Today was that day..
She purred against my side, tail flicking lazily, eyes soft and warm as she watched Lopunny around me. Let her have this, the look said. She's earned it a thousand times.
Meowscarada loved us both enough to wait her turn… and when it finally came, she'd make sure I never forgot it.
Lopunny pulled back from the kiss with a soft, breathy "Lopuu~♡", her cheeks flushed pink under the fur.
She sat up slowly, still kneeling over me, knees on either side of my hips. Her big brown eyes stayed on mine: warm, shy, and so full of love it made my heart skip. She bit her lip for a second, ears flopping forward, then reached down with one soft cream paw.
Her gentle fingers wrapped around my cock, warm, careful, like she was holding something precious. She lifted her hips just a little, guiding the swollen head right to her entrance.
I could feel the heat before we even touched: warm, plush lips hidden under soft light-brown fur, already slick and ready.
She lowered herself slowly, so slowly, letting the tip press against her. Her soft, wet folds parted softly around me, hugging tight as she sank down inch by inch. It was warm and very soft inside, squeezing gently the whole way.
A tiny shiver ran through her when she took me for the first time, both of us.
A warm blood trickled down, where we met, soft and natural, proof that this was new for both of us. She didn't stop, didn't even hesitate. She just let out a breathy, trembling "Lopuu~♡", her big brown eyes fluttering shut, long ears flopping forward as she slowly pushed down the rest of the way.
When I was finally buried completely inside her, a louder, sweeter moan spilled from her lips.
"Lopuuuu~♡"
It was shaky and full of wonder, like she couldn't believe how painful and good it felt. Her whole body trembled for a second, then relaxed, warm and soft and perfect around me.
I was deep inside her, warm, tight, loving, her walls hugging me gently, like they never wanted to let go.
For a long moment she stayed still, breathing with me, cheeks flushed pink under her fur. Her eyes opened again, shining with happy little tears. Then the softest, most beautiful smile spread across her face.
She leaned down and kissed me, slow, gentle, full of love, like she was saying thank you with her whole heart and body...