I Want To Lay the Very Best!

289 – Lorentz Free In Your Head

Morgan wanted to enjoy the party so badly.

The worst part was that she knew she was ruining it for herself. This was a celebration, and they had plenty to celebrate. They'd won their first tournament fight, she'd confessed her love to Brandy, and Sparky had evolved and was actually pretty darn hot-looking now. Not that Morgan was ever going to admit that. 

They'd beaten a Mega Pokémon!

Sure, Sharpy hadn't been going all out on them, Morgan knew when someone was playing with their food and Sharpy had absolutely buttered them all up before taking a bite. Didn't matter. A Mega not trying very hard was still a massive step above what they should have been able to handle. They kept going into fights they should lose, and they kept winning. Beating the odds was Morgan's favorite thing, and Brandy had a knack for working people up to give their best. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

The Dark part of Morgan loved it all. Sex, love, and close fights were the keys to any Pokémon's heart, and as a Pokémon she'd been eating good.

This party should have been a high point. A well-deserved victory lap. Everything was going great, and that was terrifying because Morgan could feel all this victory, something stirring deep inside her, slowly beginning to wake after being kept at bay for so long. A horrible beast, greedy, selfish, and so painfully smug. A part of her she absolutely despised, but a part of her nonetheless. She'd never shared these thoughts with someone before because they were poisonous. They could only drive people away. She hated them, and they were her thoughts! 

Morgan couldn't start talking about it right away. Even in her own head, she was afraid to put a name to it all. She needed to feel safe, in control, and free to talk without judgment. 

This actually made Tansy kind of perfect. Morgan had dipped into the dog Pokémon's thoughts and found that, unlike Morgan, Tansy wasn't hiding a thing. There were no secret desires buried in there, no sinister thoughts. She'd just smelled that Morgan was scared and wanted to comfort her. Simple as that. Morgan had used Foul Play to take on some of Tansy's manic thought patterns, which was probably why she was so incredibly introspective. Clear-headed thanks to Morgan, the Rockruff practically danced Morgan to her table. She was just so sure she could make Morgan feel better, and that was bringing Tansy a whole lot of joy.

As bad as Morgan felt right now, Tansy's good vibes were rubbing off on her a bit. So she wouldn't just unload on her and bring her mood down. This was going to be a constructive conversation, no teasing. She'd take Tansy's advice and carefully consider every an-

Oh shit. Were those twins?

Tansy's table was absolutely stacked with drinks, and it was not the only stacked thing waiting for them. Two bunny girls were sitting side by side at the table, each drinking through a straw from a glass planted firmly in the other's very generous cleavage. They looked absolutely identical, right down to their bunny girl outfits and the long hair that swept all the way down to their waists. The only difference was color; one had red-tinted hair, a red outfit, and bright red eyes, and the other matched all that with a vivid blue. Neither of them had a butt that could match the generous handful that was Tansy, but that just spoke to how alluring the idea of getting between these two was that Morgan didn't care. 

They'd stopped drinking the second Morgan and Tansy approached and were now looking Morgan up and down with bedroom eyes.

"You must be the Morgan we've heard so much about," Red spoke first, licking her ruby-colored lips.

"Yes, the girl who can make a woman cum with just a look," Blue added. "Is it true Unovians don't let a woman out of bed until she's hit double-digit orgasms?"

Morgan could feel her resolve for constructive conversation fading really fast. 

"That is true," Morgan said with a tweak of her hat. She knew Galarians had some pretty odd ideas about what her country was like, but she was more than happy to help spread good rumors. "They need to get a glass of water to keep up their strength after we've finished the foreplay."

The twins looked at each other, then both burst out in giggles. They held onto each other as they laughed, and Morgan could see the rings shining on their fingers. Those shining silvery bands were very similar in material to Sparky's choker. Magnetic wedding bands? Not twins, then; identical wives.

Well, that just made her even more interested in these two. 

"Told you I'd bring you back a good one!" Tansy said, bouncing over the table and into the ladies' laps. They both went right for her, stroking her fur and cuddling her while keeping their eyes fixed on Morgan.

"One of the best," Morgan said, bursting into a cloud of black feathers, fluttering around the pair and teasing over the skin before reappearing between them. Excited squeals as the pair were pushed apart by Morgan's sudden reappearance, Tansy flailing about on all their laps to hang on as they grabbed whatever they could for support. Morgan got an armful of both of them and squeezed them back together by rubbing them over her body. They both put a hand on Morgan's belly for support, resting their chests on Tansy as they leaned towards each other.

Morgan was sure her heart stopped for a second as the pair began to make out passionately.

Yes. Good. This was therapy.

"So," Morgan said, hesitant to even stop the show. Still, her curiosity about these two was stronger than her boner. "What are your names?"

"Ruby." the Red one said between a slurping kiss that Blue broke off, leaving her wife with a trail of saliva stretching between their tongues.

"Sapphire." the blue one finished before returning to kissing her wife.

Even their names were on theme. Morgan respected the hell out of that.

Tansy had managed to wriggle her head up through their cleavage and emerged for a gasp of air. Her dog ears bounced as the matched pair rained down kisses all over her, their bunny ears bouncing in time to bobbing kisses. Natural bunny ears, no hairband. To inherit all this, they must be dating blue and red rabbit Pokémon. Morgan knew that was a thing, but fuck if she had any idea what the Pokémon names were right now. She was very, very distracted.

"Tansy," Morgan ordered, "I want to talk. You're going to finger these two lovely ladies while you listen."

"Y-yes, Morgan," Tansy yelped, a little overwhelmed already, "Whatever you say."

"Good Girl." Morgan nodded and enjoyed how Tansy's ears bounced happily at the praise. She wasted no time getting her hands in the matching wives' outfits. Soon, they were kissing her with even more renewed enthusiasm, grinding their bodies against Morgan and Tansy both as they made satisfied, breathy moans between kisses. 

Morgan felt about as centered as she could be. Commanding three beautiful women to demolish each other in her lap was an ego boost so massive that she could let the dark out a little. 

"I told Brandy I love her," Morgan said, watching Ruby and Sapphire shiver in sync as Tansy hit a sensitive spot. "It was hard, but I did it."

"That's good," Tansy said, her face scrunched up in furious concentration as she tried to focus on her twin task. "Love is important; you have to voice it. Yell it sometimes!"

"Sure," Morgan agreed, "But what if..." 

Nothing for it but to take the plunge. 

"What if it was a mistake?"

"Mistake?" Tansy repeated the question, her head bobbing to the side, giving Morgan a confused side-eye. "You didn't lie, did you?"

"No, I love that red hot mess a lot." Morgan smiled, "More than even I realized. But the build-up to it was so strong. Every moment I didn't say filled me up so much that I felt my chest would burst."

"Big lover," Ruby cooed.

"Massive," Morgan said with a slap to Ruby's ass that mashed her into Tansy's fur. She took a deep breath and relaxed, rubbing her cheek against it. Pacified by how good the Rockruff was making her feel. "Having all that burning in my chest was... just..."

"Scary?" Tansy guessed.

"Exciting." Morgan finished. "We built up to this big moment, and it was beautiful, and I wouldn't change for anything and now. Now we're lovers. Now, there's nothing to hide."

"I don't get the issue," Tansy said. "I want to understand! But all this sounds good? Help silly me here to understand?"

"Don't hate me for this." Morgan said, "Just hear me out."

"Total understanding," Tansy nodded. "Oh wait, let me stop these two listening."

Morgan was curious how Tansy was going to do that, and the answer was delightful. She just bunched up both their bunny ears, put them in her mouth, and chewed. The pair melted into incoherent moaning puddles under the tender, dark-infused bites of a Rockruff. Tansy wiggled her eyebrows at Morgan to show she was ready. 

"You're so cute," Morgan laughed. "So. Real talk. Fuck. Okay."

Morgan took a gulp to clear her throat and tried her best to look dead serious. She couldn't have Tansy take this the wrong way; she liked the rascally dog woman and really did want her to understand. This wasn't a joke; this was something that genuinely plagued her. 

Fuck. It was so shitty, though. So painfully shitty. 

"Tansy. I think I'm getting bored."