// LEWD THOUGHTS

“A shower?” Oleana leaned against the doorway of her hotel room, a silky bathrobe wrapped around her. She had came just for a nice lay, something to relieve the stress of working while on vacation, she hadn’t expected the two to get that into it. 

But she wasn’t opposed. 

Upon Kahilis’ come hither motion, Oleana stepped through the threshold, a small smirk sliding onto her painted lips. She was quite amused at the spaciousness of the shower itself-- it even had a detatchable wand head, perfect for a bit of play... perhaps that’s what Kahili had in mind.

She let that silk bathrobe of hers fall to the tiled floor, her slender body revealed as she stepped under the warm water falling from above. Immediately, she grabbed onto Kahili, bringing her close to her body as she leaned in and captured her lips in a hot, heated kiss. The two women let their hans wander, exploring their bodies before Kahili broke the kiss and reached for that wand. 

A sharp moan sounded in Wallaces’ ear, slender fingers tangling with his teal hair. The coordinator couldn’t help but let an amused chuckle escape him, his hold on the man below him tightening. 

“Shhh, darling....” he whispered softly, his hips thrusting roughly in perfect rhythm. “The pokemon are asleep, and I don’t want them walking in on this ~” lest they might be scarred! 

Instead of allowing Morty his loud cries of pleasure to escape, Wallace captured his lips, groans of his own matching with Mortys. One hand traveled down Mortys’ body, down his side, and to his thigh, lifting it up just a bit as Wallaces’ pace quickened, the movements becoming more and more ragged. 

Morty clenched around him as he came to his orgasm, making Wallace throw his head back, teal eyes squeezing shut as chills ran down his body, his cock pulsating as he thrusted a few more times, slowing down as he released inside of his lover. “F-fuck...” he breathed out shakily.

“I suppose this is as good a place as any...” Wallace murmured into Juans neck, his soft lips trailing kisses across his exposed skin. 

Wallace had been woken by his loving fiancee just after sunrise, the usual time that they’d both rouse each other from sleep. It was obvious what Juan wanted, and and Wallace couldn’t exactly deny him ... how many times had he roused Juan from sleep with his mouth around his cock? 

A lazy smile found its’ way onto Wallaces’ lips as his hands reached around Juan, fingers gently squeezing at his butt. “Good morning...” he mumbled out, his half lidded gaze settling on Juans’ face. Ah, even in the morning, with messy bedhead and no make up Wallace thought he was attractive. Perhaps that’s why he was so eager to lean in and kiss the man, his lips working quite slowly and lazily against Juans’. 

“I do like these little morning play times~” there was a hum that escaped him as  he shifted, letting Juan lay on his stomach while Wallace positioned himself over the man. It took no time for him to wet a finger and gently play with Juans’ entrance, that lazy grin ever present on Wallaces’ face. “Tell me how much you want me, Master.” 

For such a scrawny, underfed man, Drake seemed to have quite a bit of muscle, the old man able to lift her up and take her right up to their room. The two of them, upon the man telling her he had to leave the next morning, had quite literally fallen into each others’ arms, Helena pulling him into a heated, needy kiss. He tasted so strongly of tobacco and hard alcohol, but, that didn’t repulse her-- that was his taste, a taste she couldn’t get anywhere else besides her boyfriend. It was a taste that drove her wild with desire. A desire to be by his side everywhere he went, a desire to lay with him every night. But, she was a good woman to him, patiently waiting for him whenever he would arrive home. 

The old dragon tamer had scooped her into his arms, her own arms wrapped right around his shoulders as she broke the kiss, her lips gently peppering his jawline with light pecks. He had carried her all the way to their room, Drake laying her onto her bed.

In no time, the two of them had shed their clothes, Helenas’ darling hovering over her, watching her expression as he pushed into her. The womans’ face twisted a bit-- pain the first thing she felt as he stretched her. It had been quite some time since she last had sex, of course it was going to bee a bit to get used to.

But Drake was a good man ... he captured her chin in his hand, bringing his lips down upon hers as he slowly pushed inside of her. The kiss was enough to distract her from the pain, letting her melt against him as he began to move, his hips thrusting lightly and slowly. He parted from her, wrapping his arms around her to hold her still as he began to speed up his thrusts, his cock soon pounding into her with rough strokes.

Helena was enjoying the rough thrusting, her green eyes squeezing shut as her mouth fell agape, her nails digging into the scarred flesh of his back. Breathy moans came from both of them, Drake pressing his forehead against hers, their eyes meeting, as he sped up. It wouldn’t take long for the old man to reach his limit, his hand sliding down to toy with her clit. Orgasm would hit Helena first, the woman arching her back into his chest as her pussy clenched down around him, Drakes’ breath hitching in his throat as his own orgasm hit. Cum spurt forth from his cock, filling her up as he held her in place, chills running down his spine as Helena wrapped herself around him, mumbling soft words of love and affection. 

They laid together again that night, the two fall asleep tangled within one another until Drake had to rise far too early in the morning to leave for his next trip. Helena said a sad goodbye, and told him she loved him ... 

The night before was .... an eventful one. Oleana had just came to Hoenn to see him, dropping everything at once when he said he finally ha free time. It wasn’t often the couple got to see one another ... but, when it did happen, they would spend all their time in each others arms, cuddling and whispering to each other, and most nights they spent making love. 

And last night was no different, it seems.

Oleana awoke early the next morning, the woman tangled within the sheets of Juans’ bed, the man still there sleeping soundlessly. She took a moment to gaze upon his face, his hair sticking up in all different directions, lipstick stained on his neck... she couldn’t help but admire her work! 

Juans’ eyes started to flutter, however, her gaze of admiration seemingly rousing him from his light sleep. The woman shifted in bed a bit, shifting her weight to rest upon his chest as she leaned in, pressing her lips to his in a soft, gentle kiss. That was a good move it seemed, his eyes opening in a half lidded, tired gaze. 

“Mon Ange...”

His exhausted voice breathed out, one hand resting upon her bare back, and slowly sliding down to squeeze lightly at her ass, while the other went to her chin, tilting her head back to his to return that kiss. 

“Ahh---” a soft moan echoed from Helena, her eyes squeezing shut as her sensitive nipples were played with so effortlessly. Kahili always had a way with her mouth and Helena couldn’t help but find herself fall into her touches and her nipping. 

A soft hand gently found it’s way under Kahilis’ skirt, fingers rubbing against the wetness of her panties, teasing at her lips before she pushed her panties away to slowly rub at her clit. The older woman squeezed her thighs tight together for a moment, almost unable to hold in her own desire... but there was something she wanted to do. 

Helena moved away from Kahili slightly, making the other release the nipple she had been intently teasing. She brushed her hair behind her ear before leaning down, pushing those soaked panties out of the way as her tongue began to lick at Kahilis’ dripping pussy. She was slow and deliberate before she leaned in further, spreading the others’ lips apart to fully press her mouth onto her, taking in her sweet taste as her tongue pushed inside. She did this ever so slowly until she could hear Kahili going wild, her hands pushing Helenas’ head further into her pussy. 

18A Ole and Juan

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“Let me taste you.” Rose @ Oleana (the previous was Rose @ Oleana too dhdfhf)