assistirfilmes 248 – Heart Flutters (18+)
248 – Heart Flutters (18+)
248 – Heart Flutters (18+)
Morgan was weaving some spell with her fingers, her lips moving soundlessly as she stroked her nails over Brandy's skin. Brandy felt her muscles twitch under the gentle strokes, Morgan's touch leaving trails of pleasure on her skin. The soft sheets of the bed brushed against Brandy's body as Morgan's touch became more forceful, dimpling Brandy's skin and forcing her to shift to get comfortable.
It was gentle play, but Brandy didn't believe for a moment that was all it was. Morgan's blood-red eyes were fixed on her own, and the pleasure she felt exploring Brandy's body was clearly written in her gaze. She didn't need Foul Play to share Morgan's desire to touch her; it took distraction not to grab a handful of feathers and pull her closer.
Thankfully, Morgan was very distracting. Brandy studied the beautiful face above her, wonderfully framed by Morgan's witch hat. That wide brim was a part of her Murkrow, sharing her moods. The slightly jaunty angle showed how much fun she was having. Morgan had bared her heart tonight, and she'd left that vulnerability open and wore it proudly.
The complete opposite of Mercury. The giant Rapidash was slowly peeling off her clothes and folding them neatly onto Brandy's coffee table, but it wasn't a strip tease. She was absorbed in the show in front of her. She pulled herself out of her white blouse with an enthusiasm usually reserved for washing the dishes or making your bed. Necessary but boring.
Maybe she was just being nice and trying not to distract, but it was hard not to steal glances. Mercury was tall, well-built, and just effortlessly gorgeous. Her colorful hair caressed her body, highlighting her massive chest and the slight tone of her stomach muscles. She'd been keeping fit since Brandy last saw her, and it was hard not to have all the times she'd seen Mercury naked run through her head. Moments of pure terror or exhausting pleasure.
All that from Mercury just keeping to herself. Brandy felt she'd grown stronger since they'd last fought, a lot stronger, but she hadn't really gone out of her way to learn anything about Mercury. Her impression of her hadn't changed, while the feathery vision before her couldn't be more different to Brandy's eyes.
The bed creaked as Morgan moved closer, her legs rubbing against Brandy's, the touch sending little shivers of sensation up Brandy's spine. Morgan's hands pressed down onto Brandy's shoulders and pinned her to the covers as she let her cock rest against Brandy's thigh. The warmth and heft sent a shiver of desire running through Brandy, one she couldn't hide from a Morgan this intimately close to her.
It got quite the smirk out of her.
"I love you," Morgan said, this time with a heavy weight behind it. Pressing the words into Brandy's flesh, marking her with them. "And I'm going to make love to you."
Brandy raised a hand and lifted her shoulder to try to reach out for Morgan, only for Morgan to lean on her heavier, pressing her body back down. Her short black hair brushed over Brandy's cheeks as she leaned so close the tips of their noses touched. "Listen to me. I am. Going to make love. To you."
Every short sentence fragment was hammered down so firmly Brandy couldn't deny them. She just bit her bottom lip and nodded meekly. Morgan got a handful of her red hair and clasped it tight, forcing Brandy's gaze to match hers and not leaving her any room to shy away from it or look over to Mercury. Brandy had to confront the intensity burning in those eyes.
"For all your faults, you've been monstrously kind to me," Morgan growled. "Dragging me out of despair, providing a warm space to feel welcome. You might slip up, but I know you care. Deeply."
"No more than I should," Brandy said. "You deserve it."
"Hush." Morgan laid a finger over Brandy's mouth. "You are going to lie there and let me pleasure you. While your rival watches, seeing how strong you've let me become."
Morgan turned, finally acknowledging Mercury, who had settled back into an armchair, one arm lounging over the back while the other casually undid her pants belt. Morgan pointed a wing at her.
"You could fuck anyone in this building if you tried. But here you are, watching us."
"Want to know why?" Mercury said, tilting her head proudly at Morgan's accusation, her purple horn gleaming from the moonlight filtering through the window blinds.
"Couldn't care less," Morgan grinned. "Probably some nonsense about strength or appreciating a powerful rival. Some high-minded Psychic thing. Forget all that nonsense. Let me tell you why."
Morgan sank a hand to squeeze Brandy's breast, drawing a moan from her lips. "This. The noises she makes, the rise of her chest as her breath quickens, the shiver of her body under my hands. You're here because you want a good show, so sit back, shut up, and enjoy the best one of your life."
"Fuck. Fuck, you feel so good," Morgan panted, the sweat on her brow dripping onto Brandy's cheeks. A few drops found Brandy's open mouth, and she savored the salty taste of her partner's efforts. "So fucking good."
"Claim her." Mercury said, "No words Murkrow. Take what your heart desires."
Morgan snarled, her eyes blazing as she pressed her cheek against Brandy's, their faces rubbing together with the sweat and heat and passion, and then, just as Brandy reached her limit, Morgan kissed her. It was a deep kiss, passionate and possessive. Brandy's heart pounded in her chest as she moaned her orgasm directly into Morgan's lips, and as Morgan's feathers cradled her, she felt Foul Play kick in, and Morgan's feelings washed back.
The high of sheer power Morgan was feeling flooded into her, and Morgan's love and passion followed. She could feel the tension in Morgan's body; the sheer effort she'd put into holding back Brandy came first. Now that Morgan had, Brandy got to feel the relief of Morgan letting go. That stab of pleasure as she came. Everything that had built up in her heart and body poured into Brandy together, and they both rode that high together, their bodies twitching in unison as they were caught up in a feedback loop of pleasure.
When they finally came down, their bodies were still, and Morgan had slumped on top of her. Fingers still stroking her neck, but tenderly, just enjoying the feeling of her skin.
"Thank you," Morgan whispered. "For trusting."
"No. Thank you." Brandy gasped, "For making me cum so hard, I've got spots dancing in front of my eyes."
"You don't have to say that. I know I'm good." Morgan said, voice dripping with smug satisfaction. Brandy could see the faint flush of red in her cheeks, Morgan protested a little much, she loved the praise.
"Oh, shut up," Brandy said, "And cuddle."
Morgan happily obliged, her wings wrapping around Brandy like a warm, silky blanket. They cozied up tight, luxuriating in the afterglow together, Morgan playfully swapping sensations back and forth until they were both so mellowed out that sleep was tempting. Tempting, but not likely. Not yet.
"We should hear what Mercury has planned," Morgan whispered, though more than loud enough to be overheard. "Or she's going to stain the armchair over there."
"She cums like a faucet," Brandy nodded. "Huge mess."
"Cheek. I only said you'd get rewarded if you impressed me." Mercury said, "You think that was enough to impress me?"
"Think?" Morgan snorted. "We both know it was, but if you want to get bent over a coffee table and convinced more thoroughly, I can do that. I think Brandy would love the show."
"It wasn't bad," Mercury said, the shuffling as she got up heard through the thick mat of feathers that was Morgan's wings. "You're clearly doing well, Brandy. She's good for you. I can excuse a Murkrow pushing her luck if it makes you better. Now hug her tight, it'll help what comes next."
Brandy didn't need an excuse, not when it was this nice to hug her partner. She snuggled tight, her arms wrapped around Morgan's neck and her head buried into the Murkrow's soft feathers.
She was thankful for something soft to squeeze when Mercury's psychic power played over her body and slowly locked down her limbs. Pulling tight against her skin. She didn't resist it. This was Mercury's gift. She'd made it clear, a reward, not a punishment. She'd trusted Morgan tonight. She could share a little trust for her Pokémon rival. Brandy let the energy wash over her. Then, let it soak in, filling her up.
Morgan's eyes widened with surprise, shimmering with the pink light reflected off Brandy's skin.
"Oh." Morgan clucked her tongue. "This! This changes everything."