The next morning, in spite of the activity of the night before, was rather early for the pokemon. Ishtar let out a big yawn as she got up, stirring Carla awake. She started her way to the closet, and heard the weavile murmur, "You know which to wear…" She glanced over to see her smile, then directed her eyes to the bag sitting on the floor. Reaching in, she pulled out a bra and panties set, a frilled garter belt and a pair of sleek stockings. All of it a green lace that matched her colors.

After putting on everything, the gardevoir turned to her friend, now more awake. "How do I look?"

"Like the model from the catalog," she answered with a smile, "Now let's find something that will decently show it…"

As the gardevoir gracefully stepped down the stairs, Ishtar watched to see if her Gabe would notice. Sure enough, it caught the eye of the gallade, and a brief glimpse from Rick. While she couldn't read the thoughts of her lover, those of the human rushed right to her. Her eyes widened at the memories those referred to, and she stopped for a moment. In an instant, all of the confidence gave way to worry and embarrassment. ("Oh, Arceus. What have I done?") she thought to herself. Those feelings carried with her as the day went by, as they did with Rick.

The day went by, and not a maneuver was made. Not a gesture, not even a word. As time dragged on, the house became less crowded. Louis was on the roof watching the sky, Carla was downstairs with the computer, and Tarma was outside sunbathing. Rick found relief when dusk came and he had an excuse to get out. "It's about 7:30," he said, "Time for the evening jog. Niter?"

"Ready when you are," answered the houndoom, and the two hurried out the door.

Now that the room was mostly clear, Ishtar the gardevoir felt a bit more confident, but it took what felt like hours more before she felt ready. Slowly, she made her way to Gabe, who was busy reading. She sat down beside the gallade and he closed the book. Both waiting for the other to say something.

"So…" Gabe began.

"So…" Ishtar followed up, sharing his uncertainty.

"So, I see you got some new...socks?"

"Yeah...stockings."

"They look… nice."

"Thanks. Carla suggested them."

"Are they… for some occasion?"

"Well…" she struggled, "...kind of."

"What is it?" he recoiled after saying that, fearing he had been too inquisitive.

"It's…" Ishtar sighed, "It's to… entice you… to have… to have sex." The gallade was silent, prompting her to continue. "It's… it's a dumb idea now that I think more on it. Carla suggested it as a back-up, or something... To just talking about this… I don't know why it's so... difficult."

"Because… it just is," he followed up, "I've been worried about this, and approaching you with this, that… I feel like I can't. No matter how badly I want to. I want to, because I love you. And yet… And yet, I…" he sighed.

"We've been so afraid of each other. Afraid of the same thing, because… because what?"

"I don't know," the gallade answered "I guess kids, but that doesn't seem like the main thing."

"Maybe we've been so stuck in the same phase that we're afraid of the next."

"Maybe.." he said, "But does that mean we can't take it to the next level?"

"I suppose not. Do... " she looked into his eyes, "Do you want to?"

"Yes," he paused for a moment before smiling with a sigh of relief, "That was so much easier to say than I thought."

"Then, let's just... go."

Ishtar led Gabe by the hand up the stairs, and opened the door to Rick's room. The lights were dim, the queen-sized bed was set, and they stood before it. "Gabe," Ishtar, retaining some hesitance spoke, "Before this, we should be honest. I have kept something from you for a while now."

The gallade nodded, "Me too. Shall I start?" Ishtar nodded and he continued, "I've wanted to do this for a long time, and… either it was to learn how, or to just put this off, but I watched pornography on Rick's computer. So, I guess you could say I've been looking at others."

"Okay. Now it's my turn," the gardevoir drew a sigh, "It's a bit similar to yours. It happened a long time ago, around the time I evolved, and I still called Rick 'master.'"

"Okay…"

"You see, he… He had the urges, when I evolved. And I guess I did too. We didn't do it, but we kind of wanted to. Rick said it would best that I get in a relationship with a pokemon. He was only too relieved when we caught you and we started dating. I had forgotten that, until today... I guess you could call that baggage."

The room was silent for the longest time, their minds weren't conversing either. Eventually the two took a deep breath, nodded together, and kissed, hand in hand. A brief pause afterward, and they kissed again, this time with nothing held back. Gabe's arms clutched her waist up to him, while Isha's arms were wrapped around his crested head, their tongues rolling, entwining, dancing together like they were tangoing. Before they knew it, their hands were doing the same thing, exploring all over each other's body, feeling out every feature : back, hips, shoulders…

As they broke off, they felt much more confident. Gently Ishtar pushed Gabe back, and he sat onto the bed. At first worried that he went too far, but only needed to look up to see her unbroken smile. She reached behind her and appeared to be pulling something down. As that happened, just like a flower in bloom, her dress opened, and pooled around her ankles. "Looked like a two-piece didn't it?" She giggled to her speechless lover. The gallade could only stare and marvel. His jaw hung low as if he wanted to say, "Where...?" Ishtar chuckled, "I found a use for some of Rick's magazines…"

She got on the bed and sat on his lap, bringing him back to earth with a gentle stroke of his crimson cheek. He smiled with her as he slid one of the straps down her shoulder, followed by the other. Ishtar undid the clip behind her and her bra seemed to drop from her full chest on its own. She leaned forward as she kissed him, now she was lying with him. Gabe's hands gently clasped her now free breasts, delicately circling her sensitive teats, eventually bringing his mouth to them. Ishtar's face grew redder as his tongue caressed the emerald tips. She noticed his hands moving down her body when they reached her panties. Ishtar gasped as they slid underneath and massaged her. Her breaths grew shorter as his fingers slowly entered, her hands found themselves on his hips. She held tight as he tickled her inside. Her fingers gradually found a seam at the gallade's waist and lightly hooked on it.

"Let me just…" Gabe said as he noticed this. He moved back, and gripped at his hips, pulling the fabric down to reveal a white length hanging high. While he struggled to get the rest of it down, he felt a hand on his and stopped. Ishtar stared closely at the flesh, and without a thought of anything else to do with it, she suddenly and eagerly took it into her mouth. Disregarding a level to start on, she went far and went wide eyed at how much she could feel it. On her lips, her tongue, roof, palate, and even her tonsils. She paused for a moment to get accustomed before she slowly started to rock her head back and forth, her eyes gradually closing and muffled moaning with delight. Gabe himself was dazed by pleasure, "I-Isha… That's amazing…!" In his aroused disorientation, he lost his balance on his knees and fell forward, forcing his member even deeper down her throat. "Oh, fuck!" he yelped, pushing on Ishtar's shoulders to move himself back and avoid choking her while she vigorously sucked away. Strangely, it was difficult and took a lot out of him to wrest himself out and when he finally did, his strength had strangely vanished and he fell back onto the pillows behind him. With the breath taken out of him, he looked with half-closed eyes to see his member and Ishtar's mouth drenched in milky seed. "Sorry about that, Isha…"

"Don't be," she assured him through heavy breaths and a dripping smile, "It's delicious. It's like custap and vanilla." and went to cleaning off his penis and her lips, licking up every bit. After which, she crawled back over the gallade and kissed him, inviting him to taste himself in her. He found it strange, yet delightful, and the two rolled across the covers together. The two felt something, and looked down to see his re-hardened member less than an inch from her entrance. One look was all that was needed for both to know they were ready. The gardevoir got up and backed against the wall of pillows, opening her legs wide for him. Gabe smiled as he slowly entered, breaking the flower wall. "Ohhh... " she moaned as her virginity was replaced by the feeling of the psychic dick inside her, "It's so hard...".

The two waited to get used to the new tightness that linked them, the uneasy adjustments doubling as the first thrusts. However, before long a rhythm formed as he slid in and out of her. The dance had truly begun. After some time he felt confident, and the gallade decided to advance, pounding in harder and faster. Isha's bountiful breasts bounced high beside her receded red fin, which was little more than a spot hidden by them. She held on to his shoulders while he cradled her gartered legs for leverage as he thrust away. "Ah! Ah! Hhh… Oh! My! Ah! Arceus!" she exclaimed to the faster tempo.

As Gabe continued further, he came across a signal inside him, "Ghg...Gonna cum!" he warned his lover. Not another word needed to be said, with a mighty push against repetition and fatigue, he quickly pulled out in just time. Firing loads onto skin and fabric, the two sighed in satisfaction and relief. "We… finally did it…" he whispered as he caught his breath.

"And it… was amazing…" she answered the same way.

"Maybe… we should do this more oft…" he was interrupted by the sound of solid footsteps up the stairs. Rick was back and was unknowingly headed their way. Before they had the strength to move, he had opened the door.

"What a da-...YAH!" Rick yelped in surprise upon seeing them halfway through opening, quickly pulling back and shutting it. "Erm… sorry to disturb you two!" he embarrassedly called through, his face turning red, "I'll just leave you be!" and slowly crept away.

The psychics exchanged thoughts for only a couple of seconds before Ishtar called back, "Rick…" He pretended not to hear, so she used telepathy, ["Rick, it's alright."]

He stopped still, not saying a word.

["Please come inside."]

Slowly he went back to the door, and gulped. Carefully opening the door, he found them still in the same position, easy smiles on their faces. "I'm sorry…" he sheepishly spoke.

"You don't have to be," replied the gardevoir, "Everything's fine now. We did it."

"Okay…"

"We cut the tension," added the gallade, "And you can too."

"What…?"

"You can have sex with me, Rick," she explained.

"WHAT!?" his face just got redder.

"She told me about it," Gabe continued, "And I'm fine with it."

"You… you really… are okay with it?"

"Yes. And you've known her longer than I have. Go ahead."

Rick silently looked to Ishtar, he had never seen this much of her, and in this way. But that smile on her face was all too familiar. He sighed, "Alright."

"You still want to?" her smile broadening.

"I kinda hoped I would have completely forgotten about it, but yeah…" he looked down at his clothes, "So I guess I'll get undressed and..." Just as he undid his belt, he could feel psychic energy pulling his at his clothes. "...Or you could just strip me, I guess." He let go as his shirt flew off and his pants fell to the floor, his slim but sturdy build all but bare. He stepped out of his loosened shoes and peeling socks and was in nothing but his boxers. Removing them, and letting his sizable erection spring free, he clambered onto the bed. "So any boundaries? I mean if I cum in her, is that…?"

"It's fine, Rick." Gabe assured.

"Just sit back, and relax," Isha whispered as she crawled over to it. It stood leaning as he lay down, and she licked her lips."

"Just take it easy," he asked. The gardevoir quickly took it deep into her mouth and he gasped, "E-easier than that!"

She withdrew, "Sorry Mas-*ahem* Rick. This is just how Carla suggests," and went back onto it, but only covering the first couple inches. He didn't complain, and slowly a pleased smile crept on his face.

"H-hhahhhh…" he sighed as he watched his gardevoir bobbing up and down on it, "Fuck, that's good…"

She herself was loving it, the rim around his head tickled her tongue as did the bittersweet taste of human precum. Suddenly something else tickled her, gently running across her opening. She looked back to see the gallade with his hand on her rear. He stuck a finger in and her pussy dripped onto the bedspread. She moaned in pleasure through the shaft that slightly muffled it. Gabe could tell she was enjoying it, and only went further, adding another finger, and stroking gently between the cheeks, parting them to get a good look at the backdoor.

Meanwhile, Rick was about to blast off, his dick throbbing in her mouth. "Almost there…" he stated, his face dotted with sweat, "Ahnnn...Ghuh!" He fired a string of liquid silk into her welcoming mouth. When she was sure that was it, she tightened her lips and slowly pulled away, leaving his spinner with a wet polished sheen as she gulped it down.

Gabe had moved to fingering her rectum, and the gardevoir shivered at this new feeling. He then rested his re-hardened meat between her buns and started to stroke it with them. After she had finished swallowing, she turned to the gallade and whispered, "Go for it~" Holding it open, he pushed his way in. "Hngh!" The couple gritted their teeth with the force needed to break into such a tight fit. With little of a wait, the two went right on, rocking together in sensuous pleasure through the slight pain.

Their owner watched in excited bewilderment. Ishtar his gardevoir, who he had known since childhood, whose elegance had since been engraved in his memory, was his most prestigious student in human-pokemon communication. Now she was thrashing about in primal ecstasy before him. Her eyes narrow and unfocused as her senses were overrun, her tongue limply hanging out of her gasping mouth, her breasts swinging without constraint, briskly grazing his standing joystick. Rick's face lit up and he inched himself forward beneath them to reach. With spread palms, he caught her swaying tits and squeezed them like kneaded dough. "Your boobs are incredible, Isha! I need a taste…"

Something sparked in Gabe's head upon hearing that. "Hey…" he said slowing down, "I've got an idea!" He quickly bent down over the gardevoir and grabbed her beneath the shoulders. With a heave in his back and a thrust in his loins, he lifted her upright and propped her against his lap. From the surprise and force, Isha spread her legs wide open, exposing everything. Eagerly hobbling up to his knees, their owner hurried to join in on the fun.

He didn't need to open the lips of her pussy to find it wet, it was gushing. All the same, he parted it in preparation before easing into her doorway. He sighed with pleasure as her tight walls welcomed him, "Holy fucking shit, this is awesome!" Just when he thought he couldn't go deeper, he felt her fall on him, forcing his drill further. "Ghah!"

"Let's resume," Gabe whispered as he rammed in and out, still connected to her tiny asshole. Ishtar could only respond in something between a moan and a sigh, something primal inside her was waking up. Reaching around, she clung to their shoulders and necks, pulling them closer. Gabe bent around to meet her face and kissed her, entertaining her hanging tongue with his own.

Rick was still reeling from reaching the next level, and could feel the gallade's penis pumping and pulsing through her insides. Encouraged by that, he secured himself and rocked in at his own rhythm. "Nice… Now about that taste…" He lifted up her luscious teats buried his face in them, sucking and licking all over them. Gradually he moved up and started licking her neck, cheek, and ears.

"Ah! Ah! Ah! Gabe! Master! Fuck me! Fuck me HARD!" Ishtar cried, primal instinct and urge had taken control of her, "HARDER!". Even though part of her already felt overwhelmed by this sensation, that part had become overshadowed by the part that just wanted more. Holding tight to the gardevoir and moving closer together, they pounded in unison. Lifting her up and slamming her down. She wailed with pleasure as they went harder, faster, and deeper, to the point that her lover worried they might be hurting her. However that was quickly replaced by a feeling in all three of them: climax approaching.

"About ready?" Rick winced.

"Yep, it's time...!" Gabe answered.

"A-all together!" Isha cried.

With one final thrust, the three sounded out in euphoric orgasm. Rick and Gabe shooting surges of semen into her while a cascade sprayed from her clitoris. Exhausted, Rick withdrew and fell back. Without him to hold her up, Ishtar slid down off Gabe's member. All three lay in a collapsed slump, breathing heavily, waiting for their dulled senses to return to focus.

Rick was first with the strength to get up. First to his knees, he noticed how cool and damp the bed had become, soaked with sweat and jizz. Then when he got his feet on the floor, he found all the clothes lying there. When he returned from the closet, he saw his pokemon starting to get up, they turned to him and were about to get off when he gestured them not to. Bringing out a spare blanket, he draped it over them and nodded with a smile. Putting on a bathrobe, he made for the door. Before he left, he turned to Gabe & Ishtar and whispered, "Good night...and thank you."

The room was silent, dark, lit only by the moon through the window. The couple lay weighed down by the blanket and their own exhaustion. Working through the drowsiness, they moved closer together, completing one more kiss before falling asleep together.

Elsewhere, in another room, one more creature was stirring. It too, was easing into sleep, though not as well. Pulling a claw before her eye, she looked at the sticky substance strung between the tips and let out something between a hum and a sigh as she faded into a dream. One with an idea.