As a breeder…
Her little voice finally piped up, her leaves patting me on the back to get my attention. I don’t blame that Eevee anymore…”
She sucked my head into her mouth again, and her sucking got more aggressive. “I don’t know,” she continued, her voice lifting in a teasing tone as she got down to her knees, laying onto her back. I dropped my weight into my next thrusts, her soft abdomen getting crushed by my hips and her sleeve forced to take me deeper. Fine. You’re obviously in heat. What if I had overdone it? You’re in heat, right? I mashed our bodies together and heard her loud, chittering bliss tickle my ears. “…I’ll do it.”
The bug beamed again. She rubbed it into her cheek, smiling up at me as she left a trail of my seed along the joints of her jaw. “I’d love to help you make your decision a little quicker, dearie. That thought entered my head unbidden, but not unwelcome.
