62 – Will You Remember Me?

62 – Will You Remember Me?

This was nice.

Brandy would have happily done this even if she hadn't been trying to bait a Pokémon. Air up on the top of the hill was chilly, but sandwiched between Sparky's fur and Calcine's warmed-up body, she was perfectly cozy. The pair of them had eagerly pulled her out of her clothes and were peppering kisses all over her body, every warm touch of their lips a spark of lust that made her squirm. The way she felt right now, she wouldn't be surprised if Pokémon on other continents were wondering who was being so damn horny right now.

She tried her best to entice them in for something more than kisses, but Sparky just giggled madly at her obvious want, while Calcine simply smiled and shook her head as she kept kissing away. Brandy felt she'd been getting better at managing her Pokémon. Was it a good sign that they ignored her needs to help make her a better bait? Or were they being rascals, ignoring her obvious desires?

As Sparky bit down on a nipple and tugged, Brandy let out a frustrated moan. She was having far too much fun doing this. Maybe it was both!

"Want me to stop?" Calcine asked as she nibbled at the back of Brandy's neck, pressing her chest into Sparky's face. "If you're not ready yet to take Mercury on, we can always just enjoy ourselves."

Brandy knew she didn't need to answer. Calcine was teasing her further, dangling the promise of sex in front of her. Just because Brandy wasn't allowed to get any doesn't mean she can't get them back. Calcine broke composure and gasped when Brandy slipped her thighs around Calcine's cock, and squeezed them together as she pressed her butt back against Calcine's stomach.

"Mnf?" Sparky said, but Brandy got a hand on the back of her head and held her into her chest. Sparky's voice was muffled as she spoke right into the soft flesh. "What's she doing? Calcine?"

"She's a-!" Calcine's word snipped off as Brandy rolled her thighs over each other, sawing them over Calcine's cock. The sensation was shocking to the poor Rock Pokémon, strange and intense, not something she was ready for. "She's aaa!"

Brandy wasn't letting her spill, wiggling her hips as she used her thighs to milk along Calcine's shaft. Her breath was so hot on Brandy's neck, Calcine was already panting madly, wholly taken off guard by this sudden turnabout. Her cock felt nice against Brandy's thighs, thick, hard, and full of promise.

"Are you fucking her!" Sparky mewled as she tried to pull away. Brandy held her firm, and the squirming against her chest was a pleasant sensation with all the static fizzling off Sparky's fur.

"Nope, she's not!" Brandy said voice higher pitched as she felt her heart race from all this play. "She's helping me get worked up just like you."

"Bullshit!" Sparky gasped, and she gave Brandy's chest a bite. Not hard, but a playful bite to the breast should have been quite disabling. Brandy moaned instead. She'd gotten a little tougher being bonded with Calcine, and the firm prick of teeth on sensitive flesh was harsh, but like Nicola's claws, it was coaxing out a passionate response.

"Horny monster," Sparky mumbled, giving a few more play chews. "Calcine, are you fucking her? You have to tell. I sucked your dick!"

Brandy was pretty sure that wasn't how Pokémon bonded, but the logic was also inarguable.

"No. Well. Kind of." Calcine said quickly before Brandy could do anything else. "You'd like this. It's so good."

Brandy got up to a sit and scrabbled back out of Mercury's reach. The plan wasn't going great, but her getting caught would sink it entirely. "Calcine, don't worry about your arms. Just work the rock."

"Something's wrong," Calcine groaned, lying still as her limbs twitched, completely disobeying even her attempt to lie down. The pool of molten earth was haphazard, but it was advancing on Mercury in a roundabout way it'd take forever to get there at this rate. "She's being way too aggressive. Two moves already."

"Ah, you're one of those clever Rolycolys from the mine," Mercury said, giving up on pulling against Sparky's tethering web and folding her arms over her chest. Sparky had her hooked, but she couldn't move her. The strength difference was just too much. "I knew you were going to be an interesting one. Fight me properly. Try to bind me."

"Nah," Brandy said, "I'm not in your league, and you've given up two moves already. I'll stick to the plan."

Well, she was guessing what the psychic cut was, but they could narrow it down later.

Mercury sighed, and she grabbed Sparky's web and snapped it with a flare of purple light from her hands, the sharp blade not stopping when it hit the ground and cutting a perfect slice right out of the earth that slid away down the hill. "And I was hoping you'd be smart."

Sparky thrust her arms up to take another shot, and Mercury's horn glowed purple. Sparky went slack as her blue eyes flickered and went a matching purple to Mercury's.

"Tie Brandy up for me," Mercury said. "If she's going to bore me, I'll have to show her how to have fun."

Brandy blinked. How'd Mercury learn her name? Had she just grabbed it out of Sparky's head? She'd expected some Psychic tricks from Mercury, but if she could read minds that quickly, it'd be impossible to ever beat her. Maybe it was only a surface read, she'd had her mind deep read in the Poké-center, and it'd taken longer than a quick flash of power.

Sparky turned on Brandy, her purple eyes looking odd as she sprayed Brandy's arms down with her webbing. The crackling electricity didn't hurt. She'd gone low voltage for this. Brandy struggled against it, though Sparky had done a pretty piss-poor job webbing her down. Most of it had hit her hands, only a few threads were on the ground below, and she was barely bound.

Mercury smiled as she patted Sparky on the head, "Don't worry, I won't break her for you. Well, not too badly."

Sparky nuzzled the hand affectionately like a good pet. Brandy had never seen her so well-behaved.

They'd not been able to guess precisely what Mercury would do to them. Still, some kind of Psychic messing around had been their best bet why no one had ever got a move out of her and why every woman she'd slept with had always ended up completely broken. It had to be more than sheer prowess, and now they'd confirmed it. Mercury wasn't just beating Trainers. She was wiping their minds afterward with her Psychic moves, so they didn't remember anything beyond getting fucked senseless. She'd shown them so moves, so they'd have to be really fucking careful, or in a few hours, she would wake up remembering nothing except Mercury's massive dick coring her out.

As she nuzzled Mercury's hand, Sparky hid her eyes from Mercury's sight and winked at Brandy.

Psychic Types are weak against Bug Types. The plan was still good! Now they just had to pull the rest of it off.