Side Story! – Putting Colour Back in the Rainbow (18+)

Side Story! – Putting Colour Back in the Rainbow (18+)

The shovel's edge easily bit through the soft dirt, but it still took all of Avery's weight pressed on the handle to dig it down deep enough to get a full scoop. The sun was a scorcher today, and the wind wasn't blowing right across Lake Miloch to cool Avery off. For most, the conditions would be horrible, sweaty work, and plenty of it. Avery loved it. She'd spent years in a hot office helping manage the constantly baffling backend administration of finance for Wild Pokémon. She'd never neglected her work, but it had been dull, long, and often dealing with some very annoying Pokémon who didn't even understand what money was for.

Now it was just her, the sun, and a shovel.

"It's a spade," a prim and proper voice said beside her.

The Pokémon beside her leaned on her own spade and gave Avery a smug smile. A sleek and slender lady with a long and graceful light purple tail that bifurcated at the end to two tips. She was probably feeling the heat even worse, her whole body covered in purple fur except for the round red gem on her forehead.

Her first ever Pokémon, though she'd been far less smug when she was just a little furball of an Eevee. Lauren was the first love of her life.

"Spade, Shovel, what's the difference?" Avery shrugged. Though she knew Lauren would tell her, she couldn't resist.

"A Shovel moves dirt, and a Spade digs it. You'll break your back if you get it the wrong way round." Lauren explained. It was cute, really. She loved being the smart one so much that her big purple eyes gleamed and tightened at the edges to become even more cat-like. Avery stuck her shovel, no sorry spade, into the ground and then reached over to rub Lauren's cat ears between her fingers. They had a nice thick bit of fluff in the scoop of the ear that was delightfully soft to the touch and was the only way Avery knew to get Lauren to shut up that didn't involve pulling off her shorts.

"A farming expert, are you?"

"I had to, mmm, don't stop doing that." Lauren purred and leaned into the fingers. "Had to read up on it. You bash your face against things until they give up."

"Worked on you, didn't it?"

"Mmmm, but I want to save that face for me." Lauren purred, her tail swinging to loop around Avery's shirt. Lauren reached over to pull at her neck. "Why are you still wearing a tie?"

"I'm working." Avery said, "Got to wear a tie to work."

"Not as a farmer! You're ridiculous. I'm going to get you a straw hat. That's the proper uniform. You're badly dressed." Lauren said, letting the tie flick between her fingers.

"Liar, you love me in a shirt and tie."

Lauren bit her bottom lip as she tugged the tie knot looser but didn't take it off. She popped off the top button and leaned in to press her lips just below Avery's neck, her ears flicking to tease at Avery's face with their soft fuzzy fur. Avery went to push her off; she was working! But then Avery sucked down on her skin, and that burst of pressure changed Avery's mind. She could take a short break. Only fair.

The Espeon was relentless with her kiss, drawing out the suckling until Avery had a new red welt to join the host of others that decorated her body. "You love doing that, don't you?"

"Wouldn't let me when you were in the office. I'm making up for the lost time. You look good in spots. My spots." Lauren purred, "Salem likes them too."

Salem, Avery's other Partner. She had a shovel too, but she'd stuck it in the ground and used it as a backrest to nap against. Not that she was actually asleep, just shirking work, as she gave a thumbs up to Lauren. Salem had a slim build, but unlike Lauren's elegant grace, she had some muscle on her bones and loved to show it off. Lauren at least wore a pair of shorts outside. Salem found clothes a horrible annoyance and loved being out in the countryside, where she could be naked whenever she liked.

It helped that she was absolutely fucking gorgeous and could get away with it. Her short, sleek black fur looked so wonderfully glossy in the sun, and the yellow bands around her limbs and her fat raccoon-like tail were so bright as to be golden in the beautiful day. Even her dark-skinned cock was a pleasure to look at as it lay soft along her thighs, thick yet elegant with its own golden band near the tip.

"I'm glad Salem likes my body. You going to help us dig furball?"

Salem opened one eye a fraction. A deep red with a slit of black for the iris would have been a menacing sight if Avery didn't know Salem's life mission was to keep Avery happy. That and sneak in as many naps as possible during the day.

"Hot," she said simply, pointing up to the sky. Her voice was a husky, deep rumble that made women weak at the knees. It certainly worked on Avery.

"I know, hun. I got water. Let me cool you off some first?" Avery said, prying Lauren off her chest before she ended up striped with hickeys instead of spotted. "We need to get all the ground dug and tea planted before the week ends. When we finish, I'll be completely free?"

That got Salem up. She bounded to her feet and snatched up her spade. "Let's dig!" she said enthusiastically, churning up the dirt. Absolutely nowhere near the rows, Avery had laid out, but she didn't have to worry about that being corrected.

"In the rows, moonbeams for brains," Lauren said, glaring at Salem. "You're making more work for us, not less."

"You barely work at all." Salem huffed. "Weak arms."

"At least I'm awake to do it."

"I could dig at night!"

"Ah yes, and leave Avery in bed all for me. Perfect."

Salem grabbed her shovel tight and growled deep. A deep bassy sound that made Avery vibrate in her skin, her heart beating quicker as the Move rolled through her. Rich with the promise of being pinned down and fucked senseless. Lauren even looked unsettled by it as the gem in her forehead lit up for a return attack.

"Ladies!" Avery said, giving Lauren's ears another thumbed squeeze. "Be nice to each other. You dragged me out here for my health. I'm not sure it'll improve if you turn our garden into a warzone."

They both huffed at the idea, but Salem came over to sandwich Avery in a hug, her long fingers with pointed, claw-like nails traced over the hickey Lauren had given her. "Nice."

"Thanks," Lauren grinned. "Want to do one too? I left space."

Avery sighed. Hopefully, they got some digging done today. She'd just have to let them have some fun first.

---

Several hickeys later and a fun time dumping a bottle of water over Salem and letting her shake off her skin, which made her furred muscles glisten in a way even Lauren appreciated. They'd actually made good progress on the digging. Three rows planted, they might actually grow some tea this season. It wasn't like they needed the money, but when the pair had both been fluffball Eevee's tea was how Avery had taught them how to use money. Once they'd taken to it, they'd insisted she kept making it for them. She was still suspicious the farm idea wasn't for her health, but so she'd always have some Tea to hand for them.

The gate's bell rang as Avery was taking a drink, and she smiled at the visitor. The peaked caps of the local Rangers were always a welcome sight for farmers in the countryside, keeping things calm so everyone could work without being constantly pestered by Wild Pokémon. An especially big problem in Lake Miloch.

"Evening Aria. I hope the days are treating you well," Avery asked.

"Could be better, but you may be able to help there."

Salem looked up for her industrious digging and groaned. "No Serena today?"

"Sorry, sweetie. She's off delivering messages for me. We've got to cover the whole community today." Aria said. Salem was absolutely fascinated by the huge Corvknight bird lady, and they'd become close friends almost immediately. Lauren was endlessly frustrated by them, which they absolutely played up whenever possible.

"You're fine too." Salem grinned and went over to hug Aria. The ranger's long black hair suited Salem's fur. She'd inherited a nicely puffed-up chest from Serena, which usually left her Ranger Jacket barely hanging off her. She'd only seen Aria do the buttons on her jacket once, and it looked like it could explode in one deep breath. Avery was a little jealous; besides being a bit more sleek, fit and her green eyes getting a cat-like shape, she'd not actually inherited much from her partners. She could easily blend into a crowd, while Aria's chest always drew some stares.

Avery was staring right now as Salem's hug got more than a little friendly, as she squeezed Aria's chest and tried to slip a hand down her pants. "News, Aria? Before Salem tries to tug your clothes off."

Salem actually nodded along as if agreeing with Avery, the shameless minx.

"Right! Sorry, goodness. Yes, um, well, two things. I'll get the one I think we got handled out the way first. You know all about Hive Miloch, of course?"

"The big Combee hive? I haven't actually visited it. You need like a week to go as a tourist, right?"

"Hah," Aria blushed. "A week if you're lucky. The Combee have gotten pretty numerous there, and they're starving for women. It's been a bit of a problem that even all the tourists aren't covering it."

"You think they're going to break the enclosure?" Avery said that'd be bad. Combee swarms were easy enough to keep happy, but she'd heard stories of what happened if they felt they weren't serviced sufficiently. No one would get any work done with a horny Combee waiting around every corner.

"No, the hives unsustainable. Queen Melisande has been seen fighting a new Vespiqueen, and we think the hive will split soon."

"That'd be bad," Lauren said as she tried to pry Salem off Aria. "We can't handle two hives. It'd be too much for everyone. Are they going to be relocated?"

"We've got the word out for Trainers to come to try to capture the new one. It's going to be a rough time of it, but I think we'll get a lot trying. People rarely get to take a shot at a new Vespiqueen, would be a lot of prestige in it." Aria nodded. She was right. It was the kind of Pokémon you only got to catch once in a lifetime. New Vespiqueens were rare. Most hives were careful to keep self-sustaining so they didn't get too big and have one appear. Vespiqueens absolutely hated the competition. "Otherwise, we're going to have to see about convincing her to move somewhere towards the coast and find a town that wants them nearby. It's a big change for the locals, always tricky."

"So watch out for Combees? And point any Trainers that come through the right way?" Avery said.

"You got it in one! If it gets worse, we'll call a town meeting and try to call for a Professor or some Elites to come sort things out, but I think it'll be handled before we get there." Aria smiled. Salem had been tugged off her, but now Lauren was using her tail to tease at Aria's chest as Salem wrestled with her evolutionary twin.

"Pokémon can be difficult to handle," Avery nodded. "These two especially."

"Well, that's actually a good lead-in to what I was going to ask." Aria rubbed her arm, there was a blush on her cheeks from the tail teasing, but she had a serious air about her. "Do you have space for a third? We've had a regrettable situation with a Sylveon, and she needs a place to recover."

A third Partner? A Sylveon? This was unusual. Pokémon weren't really given to people. They had their own say in things. Aria picked up on Avery's skepticism right away.

"I should explain, but it's a little grim. You all okay with that?"

Lauren and Salem stopped fighting to nod, and Lauren waved a hand for Aria to continue. "We can handle a bit grim. What's the matter?"

"Her Partner was upset at her evolution and refused to do anything with her. She'd been neglected."

Gasps from Salem and Lauren united in horror at the very idea. Neglection of your Partner was not just an ugly thing to think about. It just wasn't done. Bonds were strong and fondness of each other, at the very least, tailed off naturally. To refuse to reinforce a bond once formed? That was the stuff of nightmares.

---

"I know I'm not meant to be the one to say it," Lauren said as she pinned Avery to the bedroom wall. "But we need to fuck."

"We-" Avery was cut off when Lauren bit her neck. The little vampire always went harder than hickies when she was really worked up, and this was a bite that might actually draw blood. It was sexy to a point, Lauren had the skills to know just when to stop, but it was really close to being unpleasant.

"We," Avery said firmer. "never 'need' to fuck. We do it when we want to."

Lauren snorted. "Well, I don't want to, but we need to."

Salem was on the bed, naked as usual and not even trying to stop Lauren, so clearly, the pair had worked this out. But it was still horribly odd behavior from them both.

"I'm not doing it if you don't want to. You can bite me all you want."

Lauren chomped her arm without hesitation.

"Hah! Lauren! If you're not in the mood, we won't force it. It'll be bad." Avery rolled her hand over Lauren's ears and tried to soothe her. "I know it's been stressful,"

"Her bond is bad," Salem said as she flopped onto her back and huffed. She didn't look worked up for sex either, just tense, horribly tense. "She's family, and I want to hug her and tease her about how pretty she is, but it feels all... rotten, bad, ugh."

"What my erudite sister is trying to say."

"I'm not erudite! Fuck you!" Salem said, flexing her claws at Lauren.

"It means clever and knowledgable," Lauren said with a glare back at her.

"Oh, okay, that's allowed."

"What Salem is trying to say is that we want to love her, but she doesn't want it back. It's a genuinely unpleasant feeling, I should be whispering embarrassing secrets into her ears, but she just feels hurt. It doesn't feel right."

"I get it," Avery said, "She's had it rough, and it weighs on everyone. I don't get how us having sex is going to help this."

"Because we haven't for ages!" Salem growled, pitching her voice into that sultry, husky low tone that always got Avery going. "I want to feel good."

Avery clicked her tongue, "Come here, don't lie on the bed."

Salem loped over and put her muscles to work. Now she had two Pokémon pinning her to a wall, one chewing on her arm and the other squeezing her ass and shamelessly rubbing her tits against Avery's. Yet it still felt like it lacked something. It felt rote like they were trying to force themselves out of bed. Or into one, in this case.

"Lauren, you're doing this, aren't you?"

Lauren kept Avery's arm between her teeth as she spoke, her voice muffled around the bite mark she was working on. "Me?"

"You convinced me to come out here, and now you're pushing sex? You think I want it." Avery said, "You think I need it."

Lauren licked Avery's arm as Salem dropped her ears. Lauren may be good at lying, but Salem was awful at it. There wasn't any point denying it.

"You do need it. You're getting worked up. You want to help Sylvia, but you're making no progress." Lauren said, "And you're getting annoyed about it."

"With myself. She's a sweet girl and needs the help. She'll come around eventually, and I'm not putting this on her."

Salem squeezed Avery's chest and leaned in to whisper in her ear, that deep husky voice making her heart flutter. "You always want to help. You deserve something too."

"That's not how it works. Sylvia doesn't owe me a thing." Avery said as she nuzzled her head against Salem's lips. "If it takes months for her, it'll be worth it. She doesn't deserve to be unhappy."

Lauren shook her head, a fang-toothed smile as the red gem on her forehead pulsed on and off. "You make yourself miserable to help Pokémon and never even realize it. She doesn't need to reward you idiot. We're her sisters. We'll do it."

"You're both not in the mood."

"Then do your job, Avery," Lauren said as she whispered in Avery's other ear. "And get us there."

Ear rubs for both were a start, taking one of Lauren's and one of Salem's and kneading them in her fingers. Lauren's soft, puffy ears were a delight to knead. In contrast, Salem's thicker ears took more pressure to properly massage. Still, once she put the effort in, Salem's red eyes positively glowed with contentment. The pair had practiced getting her out of her clothes, and her belt and pants were off in seconds. One hard tug from Salem to flick the belt away, and Lauren's twin-tipped tail snaked into her pants and got down either leg to quickly whip them off.

"Still don't want it?" Lauren purred, "I think you want it. Salem? What do you think?"

Salem was always more physically expressive. She excelled at that by curling two fingers into Avery's pussy and using the rest to bodily lift Avery up the wall in a frighteningly sexy display of strength. Avery was pressed down onto those two fingers as Salem's tail teased along her side, and her fiery red eyes roved over Avery's body before sinking her face into Avery's chest. It felt like an eternity passed while Salem held her up so Lauren could kiss, suck and nip at every bit of Avery's body she could find.

Salem's claw dug into Avery's ass for support, and she had her Dark move flowing along the pointed tips, turning all that pain into pleasure. She had a free hand too! Scratching her claws across Avery's stomach, she never stopped kissing and licking at Avery's breasts. Avery felt almost stupid. It'd taken just the simplest intimacy to break open the dam holding them back. They'd been denying themselves for no reason. Guilt, shame, it all melted away in the warmth of their fur and the feel of their bodies.

Two of Salem's thick fingers were a fine thing to bounce on, but Lauren wasn't about to be left out and got on her knees between Avery's thighs and licked around Salem's fingers. When the two of them wanted to work together, they were a force Avery could barely keep up with, and getting cored out by Salem's strong fingers and Lauren's psychically guided tongue? She didn't stand a chance.

"You two! Fuck me, ah, don't stop." Avery groaned at the way Salem's fingers dug deep, the probing presses along her rear by Lauren's bifurcated tail. The pleasure rushing through her and the wetness soaking onto Lauren's tongue, who eagerly lapped it and curled her tongue to hit just the right spots every time? She'd missed this. She'd missed this so badly. Her Partners were incredible, and they always knew how to make her cum so hard she could barely move after. It was a bliss she was eager to enjoy.

The two of them working with such furious intent meant Avery simply couldn't last, legs shaking and back arching, her whole body tensing up as her mind went blank. Worries washed away in an orgasm filling her with a warmth she hadn't realized she'd been missing. As Salem let her down and the pair got ready to fuck her properly, Avery's cat-like eyes spotted something through the darkness. Her bedroom door was cracked open slightly, and a bright blue eye was pressed to the slit, peering in on them.

Sylvia was watching the show. Well, if she was interested in it, then Avery was happy to give her a show. Not that she had much choice, Salem and Lauren seemed ravenous now their bond had flared up again, and they seemed eager to work it all out on Avery. It was going to be a long night.

---

Tea good.

Salem and Lauren were still asleep after last night. They'd really worn themselves down on Avery, who was impressed with herself that she'd even managed to walk to the kitchen to make the morning tea. It'd taken a force of will. Her legs had wobbled the whole way. But for a fresh cup of tea? Worth it.

Her hair was a mess, bed fucked didn't even come close to describing the tangled mess on her head. Salem hadn't just pounded her into the mattress. She'd worked with Lauren's tails to pound her into a whole new realm. Like those goofy books, the teens read, where someone got fucked into a different world entirely.

Arceus! Avery pressed her teacup to her head, luxuriating in the warmth. She really had been rattled last night if she was thinking about nonsense like this.

She didn't even remove the cup as Sylvia slunk into the kitchen. Her ribbons fluttered behind as she turned a comb around in her hands. "Morning, Ms. Avery," she said, chewing her bottom lip between every word.

"Sylvia, morning hun. Come sit. Have some tea."

Sylvia grabbed a seat opposite Avery. Then hopped with it around the table, the chair's legs scraping the floor as she came all the way around the table until she was next to Avery. It took ages and looked thoroughly silly, but Avery gave her the time to get comfortable and poured her a cup for when she arrived.

She smelled sweet up close, a pleasant soothing smell that paired nicely with the tea. Avery pressed a cup into Sylvia's hands and took the comb, and Sylvia didn't flinch as their fingers touched.

"You really love your Partners." Sylvia said, "I thought you didn't. You've all been tense."

"We didn't want to make you uncomfortable," Avery said as she took the comb to Sylvia's scruffy pink hair. She had a lot of it, long waves, and it badly needed some care. She had the time.

"You don't, you really don't. It's nice to see people feel, loved. Happy." Sylvia said wistfully.

"Then I'll tell them they can be themselves. They may fight a bit, though. They are sisters. If they bother you tell me, they'll stop if I say."

"No, no." Sylvia leaned her head so Avery could comb her hair easier. Digging out the knots was hard without hurting, but Sylvia's hair was luxuriously thick. It felt right putting it to order. It was going to be gorgeous, Avery could tell. "They can bother me. I think I like them. I want to. I want to be liked."

"I do like you. You're sweet. You're a hard worker. You don't cover me in bite marks."

"You don't like that?"

"I do, but one is enough." Avery laughed. "There's only so much of me to bite."

"So I can stay?" Sylvia said hopefully.

"Long as you like Sylvia," Avery said as she brushed the hair, "Long as it takes. We'll be here for you."

She was smiling when Avery was done, which made everything worth it. It was a beautiful smile.

"You know Lauren set it up so I'd see you, right?" Sylvia said as she nuzzled her head back into Avery's shoulder.

"I sure did." Avery lied. "Nothing she does gets by me."