"It was amazing, Carla!" sighed the gardevoir.

"I bet it was," replied the weavile, "I wasn't expecting you to two to go for it the very next night."

"Yeah, I guess I kind of just got impatient. Thankfully Gabe felt the same way."

"So, you see?" she asked while stirring her drink "It helps to talk about it."

"Yeah," Ishtar replied taking a sip from hers, "We were just a little more straightforward."

"It seems so. So I see that, after that you got to sleep in Rick's bed."

"Yes. We all were so exhausted, and it was so nice of him to let us. He even threw over a dry blanket."

"Mhmm…" she nodded with a slightly blank expression, "...After he got a turn."

Ishtar blushed a bit, "...Yes. I… Told you about it years ago, right? About he and I...?"

Carla gave a faint smile, "You said I was the only one you could tell it to."

"Yeah. So, I feel we all got a heavy load off our minds."

"Yes…" her tone turned slightly solemn, "We all did…"

"Except for you, I see," she replied, sharing her concern, "What's wrong?"

The weavile took a swig of her chocolate beverage, "Ishtar… We have known each other for a long time. And I'm sure you've looked into my mind."

"Yes…"

"And I know you haven't found the cleanest thoughts a mind has to offer."

Isha didn't say anything, and only nodded slowly.

"I've joked, I've flirted, and I've obsessed over sex."

"I wouldn't say 'obsessed,' Carla. Don't be too hard on yourself."

"My point still stands. I am… a pervert. A slut."

"Now you are not a slut, Carla," she protested, "And I don't know who's been telling you that, whether online or-"

"But," she interrupted, "I kind of want to be."

The gardevoir was silent.

"I don't mean I want to go prostituting myself," she sighed, "But I can't just keep going on this same thing in front of the computer or with the toy. I want the real thing. I want to have sex. I want to feel men inside me... I want the experience."

"Do you want to go to the daycare center?"

"I'm far from ready to be a mother, Ishtar. But… I want to have fulfilled some aspect of it first."

"What exactly is it you want? You can tell me."

"You won't like this," she finished the hot drink and sighed, "I want to have sex with Gabe."

Ishtar's eyes widened and the weavile indignantly swallowed as she started to speak, "You… Why…?"

"Please, let me start from the beginning. Weaviles are very… selective of their mates. The only way a female will accept a mate, is if she has been beaten in combat. Basically if a male defeats her, he is worthy as a father for her children."

"You just said you aren't ready for…" she began to interrupt.

"I know what I said!" Carla quickly countered before easing back down to continue, "And I still mean that… It's shameful for a female of my kind to just give herself up like that. At least without having been defeated and…"

"So you mean… You want to have sex with Gabe, so you can have sex in general?"

"Almost every time we sparred, back when Rick was a trainer, Gabe beat me. I don't begrudge him for that, I respect him. I lose to him in combat, so I want to lose my virginity to him as well."

"But what about Niter? He has a clear type advantage, and Rick keeps him in shape. Just spar with him and…"

"Niter's not a fighter. And even though he's been with us for years, I still feel he's too new. Too young. We're friends, but I don't feel I know him that well. At least, not compared to Gabe."

"And did you suggest he and I do it, so he would have already taken my virginity, and that I would be more willing to let him take yours? Was that all part of your plan?" Carla was silent, struck by that question. Ishtar dove deep inside her mind to find the answer. After seeing enough she guiltily looked down at the table and whispered, "I'm sorry."

"I care about you. I fully respect that Gabe is yours, and I by no means want to come between you two."

"I understand," she sighed and stared down at the table, "I understand everything. You're kind of like me and how I was with Rick, or with Gabe. The urge, the desire... I guess I believed only thought the three of us felt it. That nobody else was bothered by it…"

"I suppose it's kind of like that…"

Ishtar slowly started to smile, "And when we all finally did it, we were all still together. We were, and are all still family."

"I don't want to break anything up. Believe me on that."

"I do," she inhaled, "I do. And… I'll allow it. I don't know if he will but I'll try and…"

Isha trailed off as she felt a claw on her hand. She looked up to see a smile on Carla, with eyes half-ready for tears, "Thank you, Ishtar…"

Her smile broadened and she let out a pleasant sigh, "So, how and when shall we arrange it?"

Later that day, as dusk rolled in, Ishtar greeted the gallade when he returned from sparring with Louis, "Hey Gabe!"

"Hey Isha!" he responded with a kiss, "What's up?"

"Well, I had a lot of fun last night..."

He smiled, "Me too."

"And I was wondering, how about another round tonight?"

His eyebrows raised with interest, "I wouldn't mind at all. I'm guessing you've got a planned place tonight?"

"Yes, I do," she winked, "Follow me…"

Up the stairs they filed again, stopping before the door to her room.

"So, it's in your room this time?" he asked.

"Yes. I've got something special for you tonight."

"Oh?" a coy smile played on his lips, "What might that be?"

"Well, go on in and see." the gardevoir smiled as she opened it for him.

"Alright," he answered as stepped in, "I trust it's something out of Carla's way," His adjusting eyes widened as he slowly continued, "As this...is...her...room...too."

Carla was on the bed before him, lying on her side facing him, a gloved claw sliding a dildo in and out of her dripping vagina while the other was lightly squeezing her breast. She looked to the confused gallade and smirked. "Good evening, Gabe."

"Uhh…" the gallade began to respond after the resounding silence, before he was cut off by Ishtar's hand on his shoulder.

"So, by "something special for you," I meant… Having sex with Carla."

"W-what!?" he exclaimed in confused shock.

"So I can say I have done it with a man that's beaten me." answered the weavile.

"What are you talking about?" he asked, still baffled.

"Let me explain," the gardevoir began, "Carla wants you to do her, because of mating principle. When a male weavile defeats a female weavile in combat, he is worthy of mating with her."

"Okay...?"

"And every time we've sparred, Gabe, you've won," Carla added.

"And…?"

She sat up, "And thus I respect you like I would a worthy male. I fairly lose our battles, and I want to fairly lose my virginity."

Gabe was silent in analysis, and Ishtar explained further, "She wants to have sex with other men, but doesn't want to just throw her virginity away for just any man."

He then turned to Ishtar, "...And you're okay about this?"

She nodded with a smile, "We've already shared our love once."

"Yeah, you're right," he nodded with her, "Okay, I'll do it."

"Thank you, Gabe," chimed the gardevoir. And he stepped forward.

"I don't mean to come between you two," Carla stated with a smile.

"I didn't think you to, don't worry. ...Well, lets get started," he sighed and hooked the fabric at his waist. Slowly pulling it down, his half-mast member stirring slightly.

"So you can take that part off…" she cooed, fixated on it.

"Eh yeah. It acts sort of like protective padding for it…"

"Well, I'll be sure not to harm that sweet thing.~" He didn't have a chance to get on the bed, she was so eager. He only got to the edge when she took it into her leather-clad claw. With a broad smile, she gently caressed the rubbery length, making the tip lazily bob to her motions. Gabe supported himself on her shoulders as she lay on the edge of the bed, his grip tightening when he felt her uneven tongue on the head. Carla moaned with delight as she caught the taste of gallade precum. Content with how firm his dick became the weavile advanced. She kissed the very end and slowly pushed forward, sucking it all in.

Slight worry tempered with comfort, Gabe let out a sigh of pleasure. He glimpsed up to see Ishtar stripped and sitting on the bed, picking up the discarded toy. "Sucking now? I thought you just said to get it in deep," she asked with a flushed smile. The weavile didn't reply, she was lost in the bittersweet wash and tickling texture, her hands kept busy with the bouncing balls. The gardevoir turned to him, "Looks like she's having fun," she wiped the dildo off on the bedspread, "I think I will too..." But before the gardevoir really got the polymer penis in, she heard a loud *smack* as Carla pulled off.

"Ah… Enough delay..." she sighed with delight as she slowly got up on the bed, and crawled to the middle. "I want it in me… now…" She leaned forward, sticking her rear out to show her wet pussy, "I am so damn ready…" The gallade smiled as he got up to their level. Readying it at her entrance, he slowly penetrated her vagina. "Shhh…" she sucked in air through her cum-lined teeth before letting out an approving sigh, "Yes… Ahh…"

Ishtar lay beside her and casually asked, "Feels good, Carla?"

"Hah… It does…" She replied, her face half-buried in the bedspread.

She smiled and kneeled beside Gabe. The two kissed while he pushed into the weavile. The gardevoir soon felt something at her entrance, a pair of fingers running across the surface, she opened her eyes to see an impish desire in his. Catching on, she slipped the sex toy into his hand, inviting him. Happily taking hold of it, he slid it up her flower, his lips not leaving hers. The weavile didn't see this, she couldn't look at anything she was so lost in carnal delight. Her breasts, jaw, and tongue were swinging about in unconscious rhythm, as the rod plunged through her. Her gloved claws dug into the bedspread as if trying to prevent her from falling out. She was wagging her reddened face back and forth. As she was savoring her defloration, another sensation crept up in her. Like she was at the peak of a roller coaster, or about to go down a waterfall. Somewhat new, yet somewhat familiar. The feeling of lightness permeated her as she screamed out, "I'm gonna cum!"

Securing himself by her hip, Gabe thrust in deep as orgasm reached him too. Jizz gushed in from his throbbing cock, as it sprayed from her quivering clit. It all seeped out onto the sheet, incompatible seeds mingled in a white cream. The gallade withdrew his slightly weakened dick, and the psychics rested on one another, waiting as the dark-type returned to earth.

"Thank you, Gabe… Thank you, Isha…" sighed Carla as her breathing settled down.

"Was it everything you hoped for?" asked the gardevoir, removing the synthetic penis.

"And more…"

"So, now that it's done," queried Gabe, "What's next?"

"I… Am going to explore. Now that I'm free to… That I've been freed… I want to do more… I want to feel more…"

"With others?"

"Yes. I don't think I have to risk anything with the others here. I can find other pokemon outside the house."

"I see," Ishtar looked down to see her lover's member standing, "Well, then. How about another round tonight?" she reached down to feel the firmness returned, "Since we're all together here?"

Carla smiled, "You wouldn't mind?"

"Eh," Gabe shrugged, "I could go for another tonight, or two."

"Alright then," Carla, with her strength returned, rolled onto her back. "I feel ready again."

"So do I," replied the gallade as he clambered up before her, getting a feel of her legs. Blush returned to her face as his fingers played with her glistening pussy. "Let's try it from this angle…" he said as he slowly guided his member in.

"Mmmmh… Oh, that's...!" was her approval. His cock throbbed as he bucked in. She moaned with pleasure as her walls quivered, felt so different, just from another angle. "Ahh… This is why I want to experiment…"

"Well, I have an idea of something you could try," Ishtar interjected as she stepped in front of her, wiping the dildo off on the blanket, "How about sucking this while getting it?" Carla didn't answer out loud, but the psychic could see in her eyes she wanted it. Without another word, she put it up to her face and the weavile eagerly took it into her mouth. Muffled moans of delight were all that could escape her lips, and she squeezed and pinched her breasts. The gardevoir smiled and her eyes moved up to meet the gallade's. They told of happiness to help and joy of trust. They leaned forward to exchange a kiss as they continued. Meanwhile the weavile got a good look at the psychic's own entrance, and sweat at the intoxicating smell. It intrigued and vexed her, Before long, she couldn't resist. She spat out the dildo and started to rub the clit, leading her friend to gasp.

"Isha…" She wearily asked, "I want to taste your pussy..."

For a moment Ishtar was surprised, but found herself replying, "O...okay." Turning around and kneeling with Carla's head between her legs. she eagerly lapped away at the slit. "Ohhh...Arceus…" she murmured as she was taken aback, hanging on Gabe's shoulders as he smirked in amusement.

"Heh. You said you didn't wanna come between us, Carla," he joked "Now here you ah-mph!" he was interrupted by the tongue pushed into his, as the three continued for nearly half an hour, when an idea popped into the psychic fighter's head, "Hey, Carla… Why don't I try...doing the both of you... at the same time?"

"How?" asked Ishtar, who was intrigued from the vision she read from him, "How would we...do that?"

It took the dark-ice type a moment to pull away from the sweet fountain, "Like scissor sex?"

"Yeah, that's it..."

"How does that work?" Ishtar could only draw a blank.

"Just lie down on your back, Isha," the weavile answered, "And we'll do the rest…" Complying, she lay down on the damp bed, Ishtar went along with their idea. Carla then lay on top of her and felt up around her pussy. "There. Are we even, Gabe?"

"Perfectly," he replied, slowly stroking his cock to keep it on the level.

"So, Carla," Isha asked, "How is this scissor se-?" she gasped when she felt the answer. Gabe squeezed his member in, sandwiched between their mingled flowers. As his member surged between the lips, it rubbed their both of their clits. She couldn't speak as she watched the weavile. Carla, her best friend, who trained with her, played with her, laughed with her, now was sucking her tit as the two of them were fucked by her lover. She couldn't deny herself how strange it felt, but neither could she see anything in her friend but joy. The way she was nursing her like a newborn, the eyes filled with pure bliss, the smile she had when her mouth left the teat, she was in heaven. She herself weakly smiled as worry and doubt for the weavile melted away. She was so occupied by the face of her friend that she didn't notice that of the gallade, at least until she started to hear him.

"Arg… Ah… Oh, Arceus!" Seemingly on instinct, Gabe quickly withdrew and grabbed the slippery wet cock, pumping with all of his strength, "Wh...Where do you want it!?"

Carla managed to tear her lips from the psychic-type's boobs and quivered as she pleaded in reply, "F-Facial!"

Quickly hobbling around, the gallade shakily aimed his polished dick at the ice-type's wide open mouth. Simultaneously she substituted for the shifted shaft with her gloved claw in their pussies.

"Y-Ahhhh!"

He fired a volcano-like fountain of semen all over the ladies, their mouths wide open, screaming out in orgasm. For a moment, they were frozen, taking all that could be given before settling down. Licking her lips and wiping her eyes, Ishtar opened them to find the ice-type doing the same to herself and her. Cleaning the scattered strings and drops and loving every bit of it. The psychics smiled as she finished and settled down, sliding back onto the bed. Ishtar slowly got off her back, with some assistance from Gabe, and they sat beside her.

"Well," the gardevoir began, "That was something… You certainly surprised me."

"Yeah...," her lover concurred, "I didn't think you'd go both ways…"

"It just felt nice, better than I expected…" Carla replied, "I'm sorry..."

"Don't be," Isha assured her, "You don't have to be. I'm happy to have made you so happy."

"And I am for you too… For both of you…" the weavile smiled as she slowly closed her eyes.

The gallade let out a pleased sigh, and turned his head away towards the other, completely undisturbed, bed right beside the one they were sitting on. A silent answer through thoughts was all he needed. Gently cradling Ishtar in his arms, carried her to the other bed to join their friend in dreams, though they all already seemed to have come true.