I Want To Lay the Very Best!

235 – Let Me Into Your Heart

Maple had the Sandygast down on the ice, a bed of sand spread out for them to lie on. The sand was swirling around them, partially obscuring what was happening, but what could be seen was enough to bring some color to Brandy's cheeks. Maple had just melted the poor Sandygast, who acted like they'd never been kissed before. The poor thing clearly had a shyness streak to her, and she'd been hit point-blank by a Trainer with something to prove.

That her body was malleable and Maple was rather clear about what she wanted was making a pretty entertaining show. Filling out the Sandygast's chest so they could be squeezed, lengthening her legs so that they could be kissed. She was now shaping her cock like pottery clay, and even the announcers were short of words.

"Adjustable girlfriend," Sparky said in awe, "I love you a lot, Calcine, but I am having some thoughts."

"Brandy, hop off my thigh, please." Calcine said, "I need to scramble a little bug's brains. Before she gets to mischief."

"I don't think even you can keep her from mischief," Brandy smiled as she got to her feet. Her legs ached; she should have kept stretching after the fight, but with Professor Joan catching them in the shower and just how difficult a fight it had been. Better late than never, she got on her toes and raised her arms as if trying to touch the ceiling.

"Brandy!" Sparky whined, "Go be hot over with Morgan. Calcine's eyes will fall out of her head if she tries to look at both of us."

"I was just stretching."

"I know. Your effortless hotness is one of the many reasons we love you. Shoo!"

"My own Pokémon shooing me!" Brandy gasped, "Calcine, I'm wounded."

"Sparky's not wrong. You're being very distracting." Calcine said, "Which I enjoy, so you do what you want."

Brandy giggled, grabbed two shots from the tray on the table, and left them to be affectionate with each other. Morgan was still at the window, watching the fight with rapt attention.

"Tansy and Saffira shouldn't be handling two Pokémon at once," Morgan said, opening a wing for Brandy. She clucked her tongue happily when Brandy put a drink in her hand. "Very kind, but I've been thinking about us. Look at how the fight is going, and tell me what you see."

With Maple taking down the Sandygast, Marina and Mahi were ganging up on Tansy. Together, they were a fearsome pair. Mahi shot out water blasts that came with rippling sound waves that cracked the ice around Tansy. Her Steadfast ability meant she could run along it without problem, but the water was seeping into the cracks, and with one touch, Marina could flash freeze all of it. She had to be extra careful where she stood. Saffira had already gotten her boots frozen in a puddle of water, and ice clung off her skin where Mahi had soaked her. Humans were tough; a bit of ice wouldn't hurt them, but it slowed her down; she needed the warmth of a Pokémon, and Tansy couldn't stop dodging to give it to her.

Still, there was something off about it. Saffira was ordering fast, helping Tansy stay ahead of their Moves and almost getting close enough to swipe a few times. She almost got Mahi with a Tackle, but the horn on Mahi's head glowed, and she fended her off with a flick of her body, her dress billowing out behind her. She could have pressed the attack if she'd taken the hit, but she wasn't risking it.

"Saffira's being cautious," Brandy said, "Which isn't like her? In our fight with Victoria, she was crazy aggressive."

"Very good," Morgan said, wrapping her wing around Brandy and pulling her closer. "What's a Trainer's purpose in these fights?"

"A lot of things. They're what everyone is fighting over. They can befuddle Pokémon by getting close like Maple is. I was taught that keeping our cool was something we'd have to do, as Pokémon can't."

"Shouldn't be able to," Morgan corrected. "Usually, when Pokémon have no Trainer to back them up, they get more aggressive, fighting in the simplest way. Their urges take over."

The way Morgan said 'urges' was so damn sexy. She rolled the word in her throat. Her grip got tighter. It made Brandy's breath quicken so easily.

"Mercury was smart, though, and so are all of you. I'm not exactly great with urges."

Morgan smiled and tapped the brim of her hat on Brandy's head. She took the invitation and ducked under the brim, stealing a quick kiss. It was a trick. As soon as she was close, Morgan wrapped her wings around Brandy and squeezed tight. She felt her muscles squish, and her bones creak, and then ...

"Ah fuck, that's good," Brandy mumbled, slumping into the massaging hug as tension in her body melted away. "That's really good."

"I like to think I have my talents." Morgan smirked, "Maple does too, from the look of it."

Maple was riding the Sandygast, her hands laced in their sandy hair. She looked like she was having the time of her life, but Brandy's special eyes could see her in perfect detail. Up close, she was squinting, trying to see through the sandstorm swirling around her.

"Maple's trying to direct her team." Brandy said, "But she can't see."

"She doesn't know that Tansy has Rock Tomb either." Morgan moved her massage to Brandy's shoulders, pressing her gently against the shimmering field on the arena edge. "If Maple could see, she'd realize what's going on. Every moment she's with the Sandygast, more sand is summoned. Saffira is being aggressive here. She's just being smart about it."

"You worked it all out. You're smart, smarter than me."

Morgan leaned in and bit Brandy's earlobe as her fingernails dug into Brandy's shoulders. There was a burst of thrilling pleasure to it, hot enough it made her breath falter. It didn't hurt one bit, but it did feel exquisite.

"Feel that rush in your veins? That burning in your heart?" Morgan purred into Brandy's ear.

Brandy couldn't respond. Her heart was beating in her throat, choking the words out of her.

"Feel that urge? That's me using Foul Play. Letting you feel what I feel when I'm around you."

It was hard to think like this. Brandy just wanted Morgan to tear off her clothes and ravage her. The desire was overwhelming; her hands pressed the glass, and she caught the Sandygast's eyes. Brandy saw in those pale grey eyes what she was feeling right now. Morgan wasn't tricking her here. This really was how she felt. The burning desire brought a tear to Brandy's eye. She knew her team loved her, but so much it could make them ache like this?

Her warm breath misted the arena wall as Morgan chewed away on her earlobe. She watched as Saffira sprang her trap, the sand suddenly veering through the air to swamp Mahi and Marina. Sticking to the water and ice and making it thick and cloggy. Tansy was on them instantly, biting into Mahi's arm and making her wail excitedly before trying to bullrush Marina. She bounced right off, Marina not even moving an inch.

"Excellent use of Endure," Mercury's voice floated directly into Brandy's head. Trust her to announce in such a showy way. "Able to weather the very worst of attacks for but a moment. This Lapras is well trained, and Goldeen isn't taking it lying down."

Mahi might be squirming, but that didn't stop her from firing a water stream to pound Tansy into Marina's grip. Marina grabbed her in a big hug as the water froze, sand racing into the gap between ice and Lapras as Saffira yelled commands. The sand expanded into a thick wall, pressing them apart. The water had only partially frozen on Tansy. Still, it was enough to slow her down that Saffira had to step in to help as Marina and Mahi swung at her, knocking her over onto her back. Mahi grabbed Saffira the moment she got close, planting a kiss on her and wetting up those fabulous muscles with a surge of water over Saffira's skin.

"It's anyone's game. They're both very stubborn." Morgan whispered into Brandy's ear. "They're like you, they just won't give up."

The fire in Brandy's heart was overwhelming; her Steam Engine let her turn all that heat into energy, but she felt absolutely saturated even with her Steam Engine purring away. Her fingers scratched at the arena walls as her vision blurred from sheer need.

"How do you all fight while you feel like this?" Brandy said, "It's crippling!"

"Isn't it?" Morgan growled, "But I need you to do something for me. Something important. Stop scratching the walls."

Brandy's hands halted. She wanted to scratch; she really did, but for Morgan, she halted despite the need.

"Calm your breath."

Brandy tried. It was hard, so hard. But she used the breathing lessons she'd had in Volleyball practice. Slowly, she breathed in through the mouth and out through the nose, clearing her head enough to let some of the tension bleed out of her. Morgan withdrew her Foul Play Move as she lay against the shimmering wall, the battle still raging past it.

"We do it for you." Morgan said, "That's why you're so interesting, Brandy. You do something special, which makes it all easier; even when you're not guiding us, you soften the edges."

"I just love you all a lot; it's nothing special," Brandy blushed. “I couldn't even do right by you and give you the time you deserve."

"To us, you're incredibly special," Morgan kissed the back of her neck, "You're barely starting to master this strength, Brandy. You'll fuck up, but I know with you, I can win. You're worth the effort. Now let's watch your girlfriend fuck somebody almost as hot as you."

Brandy couldn't help but smile at that. The fact that Morgan still believed in her after everything that had happened? She wanted to reward Morgan for believing in her. Something special, just for her.

It was going to have to be a date to remember.