Relax
Monday: Not the best of days It had been a long week for Miku at his school, the University of Fuchsia. It was one of those weeks when teachers decide to collectively be cruel and give their tests all at the same time. The 6' ninetales fumbled through his notes, trying to absorb those last bits of data as the exam was being passed out. *Fuck! This looks like Greek to me * he grumbled as unfamiliar terminology was fed into his mind. His grumbling joined most of the other pokemon morphs, feeding their utterly nasty Gengar teacher some pleasure. "You all should have studied more than the study guides. CISCO is very, very easy to learn people. If you fail this test, you are dropped from this course, you understand?" After that hour of delicious torture, Miku walked out of the classroom feeling quite angered. Students gathered around the digital post board to see their results. All that was listed was their student ID and the number. *Come on...* his heart sank as he saw rows of single digit scores and very few people that even got above 25%. Some people started to cry or punch the wall or groan as they saw their grades. The class idiot was smiling though as he actually got a B, the highest in the class. Eventually, the anxious ninetales came across his score... 29%. He just slipped out of the crowd of complaining and angry students, headed for his place. "It's only Monday too..." His home was quite spacious: two bathrooms, four bedrooms, a nice kitchen, two parlors, a basement, and two floors. Didn't matter though, it wasn't the warmest of places in this cool region of the Anna River Valley. "Is that whelp back yet?" greeted an all-too-familiar gruff voice. "I am back, Dad." The Ninetales quickly ascended the stairs to his room, the smallest of the four there. It is his little sanctuary in this large house one could barely call a home. The ray of light that came through the window flickered and faded as the winds blew the tree branches into the sunlight. His desktop was clear, save for the coffeemaker near the edge. The ninetales placed his laptop down and turned it on. "Christ... how did I manage that?" Miku said as he leapt into his bed. His notes from the class managed to fall quite orderly into the trash can. "Just like my semester..." Time seemed to drag on for the next few minutes as his computer chirped and buzzed. A notification window popped up: "New mail from [email protected]" It reminded him that he still had something to do that day... "Oh shit!" He dashed out the door, very much late for a dinner engagement. It was a semi-fancy restaurant in the downtown area of this former industrial town. The scent of freshly made pasta sauce filled the air, enticing stomachs to yearn for fulfillment of their urges. Miku made his way over to where an absol was playing around with a bottle of wine. "What's up, Yin?" he said, trying his best to mask his unhappiness. The absol shifted a bit before hugging him and offering him a seat. "Man, this week is killing me. I utterly failed the..." said Miku softly before his complaint was silenced by his friend's caring paw. "You already told me about it right after the test before you even got your grade," said Yin. "Doesn't matter right now. All I know is that it will be resolved. After all, it is possible you guys got the wrong test if everyone but a few failed. Granted, it is unlikely that dumb guy played Houdini on this exam, it has been done before. Now eat up, your food is getting cold." Miku smiled a bit. "I guess pasta cold isn't too tasty." The two appeared to some of the other patrons as a couple, but this was only an expression of their close friendship. They were regulars here, at two times a month for the last three years. "You know what I need? An escape from the troubles... even if it is for a moment." Yin sighed. *I wish I could help...* After they had finished eating, they headed out for a short stroll around town. The breaths and the air mixed in a billowing display of smoke as leaves fell from the tree, accepting their fate to die in the angelic colors they assumed weeks ago. People were already in shops getting ready for Thanksgiving. The town butcher was overrun by a mob of late customers, looking to get the last of the turkeys. "Give me a three-pound turkey! Get me a 10-pounder!" shouted the mob outside the granbull's shop. "Christ, Yin get in here! You aren't getting out of holiday work today!" Yin grinned foolishly and waved goodbye to his friend as his boss threw the absol an apron. "Ok, ok, Mr. D." A small wind hastened Miku's departure away from the crowded butcher shop, just too cold to stay out here and wait... Tuesday: More Problems "Well students... I don't know how to say this, but I gave you the wrong study guide and the wrong test. The retake will be tomorrow; however, I must talk to you about a certain cheating strategy I noticed quite easily. A student created a bot that allowed him to pick a random set of answers on this computer-administered test. It was quite a remarkably simple program that could easily be spotted without much scrutiny. So I applaud you Mr. Allan Fiske." A Zigzagoon in the back of class began sweating profusely. "Yes, I'm talking to you, you sumbitch. You are to report to the honors council later today to appeal your expulsion from this university. Now don't let your stench fill my sacred hall. Hehehehehahaha!!!" Dr. Schroeder cleared his throat, dusted his suit off and continued teaching his lesson, the class notably unnerved by his nastiness. After class ended, the relieved Ninetales saw his love Luna coming out of her anatomy class. The umbreoness stood 5'9" and had a beautiful build, slight muscle tonnage, and C-cups that coupled well with her big hips and thin waist. She was wearing those jeans he had come to love so much and wearing her UF shirt. Her smile added joy to his otherwise miserable life and her blue eyes shimmered lovely in the nights where they sung to each other in the throes of amorous fun. "Hi there," she said. "Miku, you are looking a bit better from yesterday. Did something good happen in that class?" She had gotten good at detecting his emotions even with slight changes in demeanor. "Yin was right, Luna. The teacher really did screw up! But that means you will kinda be alone today. I have to study post haste." The happy pokemon kissed her on the lips and dashed towards the library. Her tail swayed back and forth as she watched her overworked boyfriend. *He needs a vacation...* Luna drove back in the cool weather in her nice red car to her house 30 miles down the river. It was smaller than her boyfriend's, with only 3 bedroom, one bathroom, a kitchen, two stories, a basement, and one parlor. "Hello, dear" shouted her mom, an espeon about her height, from the kitchen. The smell of turkey was all over the place. Her dad, a slightly taller umbreon, was busy fixing up the stuffing and mash potatoes. "Butter or margarine, honey?" asked the dad, new to Thanksgiving cooking. "Derrick, it's the butter. Margarine will ruin the flavor." Her mom continued her cooking lesson with her dad as Luna walked in. "Hi, Luna, how was class? Get your anatomy test back?" asked her dad. He was a stickler for grades. "I got a B+ on it. I totally screwed up the diagram for the structure of the heart, mislabeled some of the vessels," replied Luna, a bit disappointed. "Just do better next time," said her mom in the softness of her voice. Her dad gave her a stern look, and then lightened up. "Just help me learn this, so that we send it over to the children shelter for their thanksgiving feast." Later that evening, her parents left with the Thanksgiving food they cooked and a trash bag filled with her Dad's early failures. She smiled before ascending the stairs and going into her room. She turned on her Apple laptop and logged in. *Yin's online. I haven't talked to him in such a long time.*
Luna: Hello Yin- slayer of fowl- : Hey, I am on break right now. Anyways long time no see. Luna: Well, Miku is studying for the retake of that test. It turned out it was all wrong. Yin- slayer of fowl- : Heh I always knew that teacher was rockshit stupid Luna: *smiles* I think Miku will be so happy once he retakes this test... but he is so stressed from daily life. Yin- slayer of fowl- : I know... fuck too much happens to him like that dad of his and... Luna: brb, phone Yin- slayer of fowl- : k, oops boss is back... ttyl
Her phone rang with a familiar number. She left her computer on and jumped in her car. "Damn it." The number on her phone was the hospital about four miles past the school. Not an unusual circumstance for her, yet it frightened her every time. "Miku, I'm coming!" At least once a month, he would have a migraine that would need to be monitored overnight as he had an aneurysm a few years ago. She was willing to do anything for him then and it hasn't change yet. "He will be fine... it is all stress-induced, so he will need to calm down and maybe have a nice weekend away from his usual life. Granted you are a college student, but no one has this much stress. What have you worried?" asked the doctor, trying to get the answer out of him. He has tried plenty of times before and Miku never answered. Just more of the same things, the same pattern of Luna coming into the room not long after the question, the two lovers nuzzling and Miku wiping away her tears with his paw, telling her everything would be alright. The doctor prescribed him some medicine for his migraines and sent him with some personal advice: GET A VACATION THIS WEEKEND! Wednesday: More Trouble... Miku came out of the test, a bit anxious, going to the board where the test results were posted. *All-nighters are made to help you get the grade you desire.* Soon, the SID filled the board and grades were churned out. The mean grade happened to be a 75%... a lot better than the 35 from before, but still many students groaned. Miku got a bit worried until he saw his score: 99%. "WOOOOHOOOOO!" he dashed out of the building, ready to start his four-day weekend. His joy slowed though as he realized that no one would be home on Thanksgiving. His dad often left him behind to attend his beer socials. "Sigh... I guess it is pizza again this year." He looked around at joyous students. He saw Yin leaving the Microbiology Building, chatting it up with a girl he had been dating for a few weeks. "He won't be here either because he is headed to Petalburg for a family reunion." He looked around to see some of the students packed in their cars headed out of campus. *Where is Luna? She was supposed to meet me here five minutes ago...* He looked around the mall of the school until he saw an Arcanine grabbing her by the wrist. "Hey what are you doing to her?" he shouted to him, clenching his fist. "What the fuck are you going on about? She is my bitch, so move on, tails. We have business to attend to, like how she thinks she can dump me." Miku wasn't about to let him talk about her that way or handle her roughly like that. He shot a warning flamethrower at the arcanine. "You have just one chance to leave her alone! She doesn't like you, asswipe." The arcanine laughed and dashed at him. "You will regret picking a fight with me, you flimsy pokemon." The arcanine used his extreme speed to try to tackle and knock out Miku, but Miku extended his paw and used a confuse ray to distort the attacker's vision. When the fiery dog slowed down, Miku punched him down to the ground and started mauling him. Even when the arcanine tried to crawl away, Miku dragged him back and continued to beat on the pokemon until he was out cold. "Don't you ever call her your bitch or touch her like that ever again!" His haze of anger gone, he could see a small crowd gathered around him and the downed arcanine. Yin was also there, checking the vitals of the arcanine... "Well he is alive and will be up by tonight... by that time in a cell... but so will you because someone called the cops and they are here now." Luna was crying softly as Miku suddenly looked confused as the cops rushed in with guns drawn. Instinctively, his hands shot up and sweat beads formed on his head. His heart raced at the feeling of the cold steel around his wrists and he almost wanted to run, but he knew better... "Luna, Yin, get me out this evening, please. I don't want to spend thanksgiving in jail." He looked out the back of the car as an ambulance pulled up to where the arcanine lay. The jail of town had few people in it, but most of them were quite surly. They took full advantage of the arcanine's weakness to make use of him, relieving their sexual tensions in his rear end. They were no holding cells here, just the full blown jail. There were four to a cell and no one was happy, especially around these homesickness-invoking holidays. "Please stop," cried the arcanine every time one of his cell mates would approach his rear and pump into the formerly virgin tail hole. Miku was across from them just looking out the window. Darkness had already fallen across the land and it was starting to get a bit cold. He turned to his cellmate, a large Poliwrath who was lost in his world of thought, thankfully not treating him the same way. "Kid, I saw what you did to the arcanine... you got stress problems don't ya? I could see it in ya." Miku popped out of his personal gloom. "Yeah, I guess. Say what are you in for?" "For being the biggest idiot... I tried to steal a turkey because I couldn't handle the stress of waiting for a turkey I probably wouldn't get. Man that Granbull butcher packs a powerful punch." Miku chuckled a bit. Soon shadows of people moving about and the poliwrath got up looking out the bars. "Heh, my family is here to pick me up... I'll see you around, Miku. Get some rest or something." Miku watched the Poliwrath's kids surround and hug him and saw the wife hit him lightly in the head before planting a kiss on his lips. Miku waved good bye to the happy family and curled up in the corner to sob. His father would never come out to bail him out and it is possible Yin was already in Atlanta. Hours passed before another group of people came, Luna and her family to be exact. "Luna explained everything to us, so don't worry." Miku sprung out of the corner, eyes still wet with tears as he ran and hugged Luna and her family. "Also, Yin wired the money for your bail so you don't have to worry about that either," said Luna. "Thank you so much," he said before his speech was reduced to tears. They dropped him off at his house before heading back to their home. As customary around holidays, his father wasn't around. He just crawled up into his bed and fell asleep. Thursday: Turkey Day Luna: That was fun Yin. *nuzzles* Yin -subbing- : Yes, Mistress, that was enjoyable. So will your plan work for Saturday and Sunday? Luna: I think so. My parents even helped me pay for it. Now what are we going to do with this little mess... Yin -subbing- : I understand mistress *grabs sponge* Luna: If you can't reach with the sponge, feel free to use your mouth and tongue to lick me clean... Yin -subbing- : I love this collar... I think he would too *murrs* Luna: take your time and clean me well, my pet Yin -subbing- : yes mistress Luna: my dad is back. ttyl
The umbreoness slid her shirt back on as she turned off her computer. She needed to head down and prepare thanksgiving supper with her mom. Her dad disappeared supposedly going for cranberry sauce hours ago. The cooking lesson was an utter failure as he managed to burn water in the end. Her mom was at the oven basting the nice 10 pound turkey in its own juices. She inhaled the sweet tasty fumes before closing the oven door. "Hi mom, I'll get the mashed potatoes and stuffing ready." Her mom smiled and placed the turkey baster down. "Did you wash your paws after your little fun? You are quite the loud one," was all she could say before bursting into laughter. "Hey, I'm not that loud and I did wash my paws!" Luna was going to react when her father strolled in with no bags in his grip. Behind him was a ninetales, her ninetales, carrying in the bags of groceries. She ran over to help him then planted a nice kiss on his lips. It had become a tradition of late for him to show up at holidays when his father went out to have his drunken fun. He was almost family save his moments of sensuality with Luna that riled up her father every once in a while. They passed the hours the turkey spent roasting around a scrabble board, Luna's Mom and Miku in the lead. "Hey, 'qui' isn't a word!!!" "Yes it is!" "I challenge" "Fine, your own graveyard" "Scrabble is bs! Qui isn't a word!!!" "Well it is in the dictionary. 'Qui' means bone density, so you lose your turn. And those were my last three tiles. Come-from-behind win tonight." "From last to first, go dad." They ate to their heart's content as the food had no burns and were pleasing to the senses. The turkey was golden and fit the décor of the autumn dining theme. Next to the turkey were the creamy mashed potatoes with sprinkled parsley on top of it. A bowl of cranberry sauce and turkey gravy were situated on opposite sides of the table. Red candles gave light to this bountiful banquet. A quick blessing then carving of the turkey. "This stuffing is great, Luna, but these mashed potatoes are to die for," said Miku as his senses were alive with the tastes, sights, and smell of heavenly delights. "So, Miku, I hear you are working hard in school, studying day in and day out," said the Luna's Father. "Yes, sir I am," piped Miku, still enthralled by the warm supper. "I just want to say thank you for helping my daughter out yesterday. You don't know how much it meant to me that you are with her through good times and bad. It reminds me of times where I used to get in oodles of trouble just to be with your mother. Oh what memorable times we had in the junkyard after school where we would rummage around and..." His wife quietly crushed his paw as, stopping his reminiscing. "Get to the point, we don't want for them to lose their lunches," she whispered quieted serenely, unlike her harsh grip. Wincing, he cleared his throat. "Well anyway, I rented out a motel for you and your friends to hang out in for the weekend, from Saturday afternoon to Sunday at noon. I hope you and your friends will enjoy." Miku's eyes lit up as he heard the plans. "One weekend? At the Cerulean lake? In a motel? Thank you so much, sir!" He rose to his feet and vigorously shook the umbreon's paw. You're welcome to stop giving my hand cramp." Miku pulled his paw back slightly embarrassed. "Anyway, it was Luna's idea. She is the one you need to thank" Well Luna never expected her dad to agree to the idea so she was as ecstatic as Miku was, beaming happily as her rings glowed in the candlelit room. After dinner, they went back to the board games, words like "Damn that was my best Battleship" and "Uno" coming up ever so frequently. Miku felt included in something, joking about things he would never had said with his own father. Bottles of sparkling apple cider and white grape wine were downed as kids and parents, respectively, had their fill of well made drink.
Yin: Well how did dinner go with Luna's folks? Mikaru: It was pretty good, her mom is an excellent... wait how did you know about it? Yin: Doesn't matter... Mikaru: you wouldn't believe she asked me to shower with her when we are there and she said something about a surprise something about finding something new she liked Yin: ^_^ Mikaru: what did you guys do when you were rping?? Yin: all that matters is you are going to like it and also if she asks you to bareback it, just bag it. Mikaru: k... and how was your turkey day. Yin: Loads of fun... I just can't wait to get back to campus. Mikaru: hehe Yin: Actually it was shitty... couldn't go anywhere... Mikaru: oh...
- * * Friday: Good Day for Shopping Luna called Miku to tell him that she would see him for dinner in a couple of hours. "Ah... my favorite ensemble for cool, fall days." She looked at her nice solid red blouse with her black pants and smiled. Today was the day that she would browse La Petit Mortis, a special store for her particular needs tomorrow. She had always been curious about that place but was either too ashamed to or too afraid to. But now that she was very happy, she didn't care that people could see her walk into it. "What can I do ya for?" asked the attendant, a rather tall Persian with a good home knit sweater and jeans that showed nothing but the soft texture of her body. From the look in her eyes, the Persian could see that that it was her first time in this store as the expression changed from happiness to embarrassment. "I... I... think I walked into the wrong store," said the frantic umbreoness before she turned around and headed for the door. "Well, I doubt that. There aren't any stores nearby... nearest store is across the street. So what are you really here for? Something for you significant other?" said the Persian in such a gender-nebulous voice that made Luna stop in her tracks out of sheer curiosity. "Fine show me around." "Alright! That is the spirit. Alright stay close because this store is kinda big." Luna got close to her, looking at all the interesting products. "Alright girlfriend, to the left we have dildos of all sizes ranging to small ones for those of the tighter smaller holes or pedos (no discrimination here) to the big ones for those on the freakishly huge end. Next is the lubricant... KY being the best of them for my needs. Then there is the contraceptive stand. Pretty decent selection of pills and condoms and no we do not have edible ones as it defeats the purpose of having them and well we don't want to be sued by some guy who got his dick gnawed or even worse. We also do not carry female condoms because they suck. Anytime I used it, it always fell out. Next to them are the cock ring and the things that hold holes open for the sadomasochist at heart. Ah ha, I have a feeling you want to go here... the lingerie section. Why don't you go try one on? Dressing room is over there." Luna was a bit zoned out from all of her rambling and so half-consciously agreed. As she went through the lingerie, she found an angel set with silk panties, silk bra with a floral pattern, and a pair of angel wings. Suddenly, she snapped out of her lull. *What am I doing? Am I seriously going to* she looked to her side. The Persian was in lingerie now... black panties and a sheer black top, filled with her huge breasts that were hidden under the sweater. *wow... I'm jealous.* Luna went into the changing room and tried it on. She loved the feel... it stimulated her sex just a bit. "This I must buy... mmm." Of course she didn't come out to show the female outside. "Let's continue the tour," said Luna. "By the way, what is your name?" The clerk smiled coyly as she slipped back on her sweater and jeans. "Yelica from the Johto Region." The two continued to go through the store, looking at different things, spending about an hour in the cosplay aisle, enjoying the revealing and sexy outfits. Neither wore any that revealed her crotch but the umbreon could tell something was up with the Persian that was taking her around a she noted a slight bulge in her panties as she wore the police woman's outfit. Luna herself wore a slave girl's outfit, complete with collar and wardrobe malfunction. Ignoring what she saw, she seductively posed in from of the mirror. "Yes Master? I'm sorry I didn't do it fast enough... please punish me." She murred and put the outfit into the cart, not bothering to go to the changing room to remove it. For a brief minute, she was in nothing but what she was born with, her jet colored body lovely to the sight as her baby fat seemed smooth. She put on her clothing and moved on to accessories. Reaching out for a very appealing red object, she waved Yelica. "Can you get this personalized?" The female nodded and rushed into the back quickly, her large boobs bouncing to the rhythm of her steps. As Yelica stood back there, Luna took the time to look through some of the pills they have, none of which were FDA approved for anything. "hmmm, breast enlargement, penis lengthener, horny goat weed..." she was engrossed in the cabinet that she didn't hear the door open. "Hey Yelica," said the male customer. "I need more of that wonderful awesome stuff you gave me last week. My wife loves the new size..." Luna froze up as she recognized the voice. She slowly turned he head, sweating profusely; glad he didn't come while she was trying on the costumes. But even that was little comfort as her eyes fell on the impish computer teacher that Miku dreaded. "Dr. Schroeder???" Awkward silence fell on the room as the two stared at each other rather uncomfortably. "Your boyfriend is in my CISCO class... keep this mum you hear." Soon Yelica, who hadn't changed out of the police costume with the interesting small bulge, came out with the personalized item ready to go. "Luna, here is oh shi..." Saturday: Road Trippin' Miku and Luna were on their way to Cerulean talked of their week. "... and the Gengar was like getting all demonic like he usually does, calling out the bastard cheat out, saying his name and everything. Hell after class, he wrote a lengthy note and posted it on the door explaining how many mistakes he made in doing it. Dr. Schroeder can be funny sometimes." Luna looked down remembering all at once that incredibly awkward moment at the store when she bought Miku's surprise and saw Dr. Schroeder buying pills for cock size. Shuddering, she turned to look at the road on the bridge between Fuschia and Celadon that in recent years became a double-decker bridge serving cyclists above and cars below. "Something bothering you, Luna?" She looked back at her worried boyfriend who was only keeping half his attention on the road. "Eyes on road hon and I'm fine, just a bad memory from yesterday." Miku looked more worried, the car slowly slightly. "Did someone see you somewhere you shouldn't have been?" he said as if almost reading her mind. The umbreoness nodded as the worry left the ninetales. "Well let's just listen to some music. He put in a CD and turned up the radio with one paw. It was the instrumental to a favorite song of his. "Let's sing Luna." He breathed in deeply, ready to start. "Road trippin with my one favorite ally." Luna wasn't singing, embarrassed of her singing voice. A playful nudge and she joined in. "Fully loaded we are going on a drive." She smiled, remembering what she bought for him. "Its time to leave this town; its time to steal away," piped Miku, singing his heart out. "Let's go get lost any place from the city." Then they joined together singing "Let's go get lost" then the rest of the song. They were happy there and in the back of their minds, they knew that the fun was only beginning. Hours later, they would get to the Cerulean Lake and book a lodge there at a nice price. As they carried in the bags, Luna insisted on carrying in her stuff. The air was clear; no one was around save the feral pokemon that lurked about, competing with the few fishermen across the lake for the wonderful salmon to be found there. They took a stroll around the cool lake, absorbing the oranges, yellows, and reds of autumnal nature. Both of them in sweaters as the chill around the lake affected them. A pattern of splashed colors across the landscape falls from the trees onto the ground like paints thrown across a canvas. The crisp breeze of autumnal air and the lovers' breaths mixed together in one billowing display of harmless smoke. Birds of all sorts still flew above them, desperate to reach warmer areas across the ocean where the Butterfree had gone. The ethereal explosion of color was perfect for this rendezvous at the lake. "Let's fish." They grab nets and rods and cast offshore but still stay close to the banks of the lake on one of Perris the Psyduck's rented boat. Miku fretted a bit about signing a release waiver saying that he can't sue in the boat sinks. There is a bit more wind on the lake but the sun is unobscured by the colorful deciduous forest. Miku had fashioned a wood spear, something he had wanted to do for ages ever since his fishing trip in the ocean. "If it's a Gyarados we need to defend ourselves with this." He held it properly not noting his girlfriend's snicker at his bravado. "Honey, that couldn't keep back a barboach. Miku grumbled and kept his handiwork right next to him. Luna smiled as she cast her line out, then hearing a flat splash. "Miku?" She turned around and saw the ninetales topless and shivering with his sweater and shirt all in the water, too soaked to put back on. "How did you manage that Luna? I cannot fathom it." She could do nothing but giggle at his annoyance, which swiftly melted away into laughter. The rest of the fishing venture wasn't too successful as they ended up catching one very small magikarp and no good edible fish. Luckily it was only a fry, or so it seemed before the thing evolved and capsized their boat. Luna swam pretty nicely, but she had to tow along Miku who wasn't too used to water (he is a fire--type after all.) In the lodge, they drank some chocolate and wrapped themselves in a blanket to try to warm up. "Man, I should never have signed that waiver... I bet that dumb duck can't even swim." Soon, Miku fell asleep. "Perfect... he is asleep...." She got up and slid across the room to her baggie, grabbing the special made item she got from Yelica at the shop. "This collar will make things this night very, very interesting." Just as she finished placing the collar on her sleeping love, her purse started to rumble. She reached in and flipped her cell up.
(Phone Call) Caller: Hello, this is to inform you of your dinner reservation in Cerulean City for two at the new Far Spring Leek Restaurant. Luna: We will be there in 10 minutes. Caller: Thank you for your patronage. Luna: Glad to eat at your fine establishment. Caller: Of course you would say that about your cousin's restaurant. Luna: ...Phoebe, don't worry about it. Caller: ok, meet ya there.
Miku stirred from his sleep upon hearing restaurant. "Honey, let's go and eat now. "His tails wrapped around the umbreoness, drawing a giggle from their ticklish movement. "Then we can have fun when our hunger is satiated." Luna smiled and hugged him back. *By the end of dinner, you will be in for a pleasant surprise, my darling. After all, you don't even notice the collar, just as I expected.* Miku could tell something devious was on her mind because her eyes would give a small sparkle any time she did. Saturday Part II: Chef Phoebe "Welcome to my restaurant cousin!" said a happy but nervous flareon as she rushed to greet them at the lobby area. Phoebe was considerable taller than either of the two and just a bit fuller than Luna. Her dark blue eyes contrasted with her orange-red body and white chef's uniform, embroidered with golden cotton. "I'm so glad you can make it. I have to be ready for those vultures called reviewers who will destroy a business at the drop of a spike... and I heard that the worst one, Mr. Mahazagi Ichitaba, the big bellied Snorlax will be here tonight for a complete analysis. Luna hugged her fiery cousin then introduced Miku. A curious glance, a warm handshake and they went into the eatery "Check out the cedar desktops, the top rate grills, the gold plated stools, the expensive wines, and the beautiful toilets. I mean they are cleaner than pure water." Continuing on the tour of the very exquisite restaurant, they came upon the well-qualified chefs Phoebe beamed with happiness as she brought out her five chefs. "Alright, here are my two flambé specialist chefs, Chef Steward Pollón and Chef Elliot Mussino, all the way from cool Johto." Those two were quite the pair, the blaziken and typhlosion facing away from each other bearing aprons that referred to the other being spit roasted and stuffed with apples and stuffing and served on a platter. "It's their rivalry that makes them good chefs. Now for the orient chefs, we have Chef Mei Lu and Chef Tao Te Feng. Unlike our two flambé chefs, these two work together to build each other up, a Totodile and Mudkip from the same area who grew up and became chefs together now working in the greatest restaurant ever resurrected from the ground." Next a small sandshrew in rather cute looking chef's garb came forward. "I am Sandrina Ventoso, your chef for the evening. I have been training under Phoebe while she worked in another's restaurant. I will not disappoint with my great bowls and finely chopped foods." Miku smiled and followed the Sandshrew over to her station, Luna close behind. "One more thing, you lovey-dovey couple: enjoy your meal and that collar looks nice on you, naughty boy!" The ninetales had to do a double take when he heard her comment, looking into a serving tray to see a green collar on his neck with a tag that had his name. By the time they got to their food station, a grumbling Windslash frantically searched the cabinets for his lucky knife that he had used to wow his way into this special job. "Forgive me, but I must go search for the knife... I need it." He left in a hurry, bursting into the kitchen in a fit of anxiety, wishing to find his tool. No sooner had the chef left, Luna leaned over on Miku. "Why did you put the collar on me, Luna?" She looked up at him and smiled softly. "For tonight, I am your mistress. For once, let yourself not be in the driver seat of life tonight. Try your best to cooperate with this and I'll make it worth your while." Miku wasn't one to disappoint so he buckled down, handing over control to Luna, more so out of curiosity of what she would ask of him. Once he nodded, she leaned over to hug him. "Alright, let's start it now with a test. Rub me there, down there." Miku looked at her, shocked of her forwardness and her dominating tone. "But Luna, this is a pub..." His protests were quickly quelled by her kiss and the movement of her paws across his lap. "My pet, rub me." His paw anxiously descended into her lap. *No underwear here...* Maybe it was the power of her persuasion or maybe he found a new fetish in public acts of a sexual nature, but he was feeling quite happy doing what she asked. Luna squirmed a bit, blushing and giggling as his soft paws rubbed and massaged her pink flesh. They became so engrossed with the public act that they didn't notice the kitchen door in front of them open up. "Hello Mr. Miku... I found my lucky... what are you doing?" The Ninetales looked at the shrew perspiring heavily, ending his intimate caresses. "Keep on going my pet, I will handle it." Hesitantly, his hand dove into her treasure drenching itself in her fluids. "Hi cutie pie, sit down behind you bench and cook your famous paella bowl that Phoebe told us all about." Luna smirked and tapped on Miku's paw. "For you cutie, I'll tell him to stop." Pulling those blessed paws out of her made her shudder with pleasure as Sandrina made her way to the bench. "I am thankful for your praises Ms. Luna, but tickling is not allowed at my bench as it is impolite in my culture and distracting to my cutting, I do not mean to insult you..." She lowered her ears as she reached down to grab about ten pounds of shrimp, removing the carapace all of them in record time then sautéed her entire concoction with a lightly greased pan. The sizzle of the seafood added to the sounds of the growling stomachs and swallowing made for a quiet noisy parade of sounds. "Next the chicken... err beef!" shouted Sandrina as she pulled out a six pound slab of tauros meat, glancing to where the young fowl chef was doing his work, preparing his sushi for the large Snorlax. Fifteen minutes later and its all done: 23 pounds of food... enough to feed a whole village. The couple ate to their hearts' content, loving the unique flavor distinctive to the Ashland areas. "Oh man, if I eat another bite, I'll explode!" said Miku, elated at the feeling of being full. Sandrina smiled and relaxed a bit, sticking her knife into the board and sat down in one of the customer seats. "Same here... thank you so much Sandrina for cooking such a delightful meal. Who is the extra food for?" Nothing more needed to be said as a large shadow approached the well-fed couple. "Chef Sandrina Ventoso, sitting in a patron's seat and impaling your board with your knife is unacceptable. Let's hope you won't have more black marks against your name by the end of my review. After all you have all the time in the world to observe your failure." Miku looked at the other chefs, most of which were fuming with anger as they cooked for the other critics. "Well here is your tip and good luck." The two left in haste placing their bill front where Phoebe was situated, and headed back to their cabin. Saturday Part III: Luna Says The somewhat tired Miku went in to take a shower. *This has been fun overall save the awkward moments in the restaurant. But I can't help but wonder why she put the collar on me... and why she didn't want me to unpack for her. Something kinky I bet.* The water cascaded off of his strong shoulders as he relaxed his excited heart in the extreme heat of a shower. When he finished, he was greeted to the sight of his love naked on the bed, holding her towel across her most intimate parts. "I was waiting for you to finish; a lady needs a shower after experiencing your well trained paws." She moves seductively past him, using her thick tail to brush his member. Unabashedly, Miku made a U-turn and followed her in, knowing now what he wanted. "I know I just took mine but may I join you, dear?" Luna licked his cheek and stepped into the warm shower, wrapping her behind just a bit, if only for drawing him in deeper to her plan. "Pet, get the sponge off of the counter and you can scrub my back lather it up for me." Her paws glide smoothly on her soft, sleek fur, the water hugging close to her body, running down her back like the rivers that flow down the mountains before reaching the valley and dripping off the mouth of her pink entrance. Miku all the while had his eyes on this pristine sight, his mouth salivating a bit as his hunger for her grew. "Miku, get to work. It's not going to clean itself." The fiery fox carefully lathered her back fur and rubbed her back, moving his paws in circles as water poured over the lovers' bodies. Luna began purring, her tail swishing slowly from side to side, her body relaxing quite a bit. Her tail finally comes to rest around his soft member. "My pet, you are doing such a great job, let me reward you," she said, soon beginning to tease it. Miku twitched a bit but stayed true to attending to his mistress's back, making sure that it was perfectly clean before moving on. "Mistress, anywhere else I should clean for you?" said the dominated ninetales, smiling given the change of roles today. His paw traced the gold rings of her ears; those small motions he loved to make because she would moan every time they were handled in the sensual way they were. Without saying anything, she took his paws gently and wrapped them around her belly, their bodies in contact, her back to his front with complements dangerously close. "Make sure you scrub there well and maybe even up here," she said, drawing his paws to her lovely mounds that many women envy and many men desire; the perfect size, shape and firmness. Miku couldn't see it, but she had a wide grin as she told him this. "One more thing, pet, do not try to mate me or else..." Miku sighed knowing that his sheath had begun to become tight around his member, screaming to take advantage of the position. "Yes, Mistress Luna..." Obediently, he scrubs her soft umbreon belly, concentrating on her ring not only to get them shining but to also take his mind off on the thickening below. Her soft cooing and thick tail brushing along his leg let him know he was doing a good job. Soon, her whole front was covered with suds, her black hills now covered with cleansing snow. His palm passed through the valley per Luna's unspoken directions. Teasingly, her rump grinded against his barely sheathed member made it difficult to keep his instructions. "Now my neck..." she whispered. Planting a few kisses of the sponge, he cleaned her well, his own lips tantalizing her on the cleanest of areas. Her body shone in the cascade of water droplets. Luna arched her neck back, feeling hotter by the second but it was enough for her. Her paws moved to guide him once more back to the soft pink nipples of her breasts. "You missed a spot." Miku blushed and started rubbing the nipples with the sponge, feeling that sensation of his member getting too hard to remain in the sheath coming on stronger. His adept paws move from the left breast to the right, rubbing in a circular path, a bit rough. "Mmm...this is wonderful... clean down here." She draws attention to her slit. Miku's inner fire grew hotter and steam began to elute from his body, the water making only moments of contact before vaporizing. His paws move down to her lovely cunny, 'cleaning' every millimeter of the pink flesh and the black forest surrounding the great cave of pleasure. It was a hypnotic scent he smelled as he tended to it, something that had distracted him before at the restaurant, something he yearned for, the final straw for his needy member as it jutted forward pressing into her back. He immediately pulls his waist back, afraid of spoiling the moment. "I'm sorry mistress" His ebony mate gazed back at him with forgiving eyes. "Be a little more careful, you still haven't finished cleaning me." Of course in the spirit of their play, she did grope his member a bit painfully to remind him of his role. "No more jumpiness you understand?" Wincing a bit painfully, he replied his usual yes mistress, still as subservient yet excited tone. Knowing that he is close approaching the end of the wait, he gets on his knees and cleans her sturdy legs, making sure to get every area possible, especially in between them. Finally, he was done, admiring the glossy coat he had given her and standing fully erect on his two feet. A few minutes later, they are dried off and out of the shower, Luna lying on her side with her lover's tails wrapped around her. The umbreon female leans in closer to her happy and freshly collared ninetales male. She knows he has done quite a good job holding it off. "Do you want your treat?" Miku is careful not to bounce out of the mood, responding with a nod. Her clean paws slowly rub run along his erect member. "Miku, come close to me..." He does so, never once hesitating in moaning in pleasure from the wonderfully soft clean paw on his cock. "Please Luna, I can't stand teasing; you know that." She chuckles and moves her entrance over his painfully stiff meat. Taking it slow is the way they like to start it, loving each other in a tender embrace, eyes staring deep into the soul of the other, her breasts heaving against his chest as the first thrust spread her apart, a new octave of emotion and primal erotic sounds floods the air in a symphony of love. His motion becomes more powerful as temperatures rise, and the heavens hear their cries, his pride traveling deep in her treasure, leaving the residue of pre to help guide his way. With the strength of his body he lifts her up into the air and supports her against the wall. She leans up against the wall, moving her body as best as she can to help make his thrusting a little easier, giving his a straight pathway to her zones. The vulpine cock rubs against her spots, driving deeper into her love tunnel. His thrusts are so deep, that as they kiss, his member hits against the back of her cervix. "My fair mistress, you are so lovely to me. Please accept my knot." He said in a haze of bliss. Luna responded by grounding down on it and letting it pop into her body. "Of course love, of course." His knot firmly in place, Miku tries his best to continue thrusting in her, but she would cause her vaginal muscles to squeeze around his knot, lowering his resolve to finish last. Suddenly, their orgasms come like a flash flood, drowning themselves in the ultimate goal: a unified peak with eyes glistening like tundra ice and the miniature sky lights and their cries of ecstasy like one voice. His milky fluids mingles with the nectar of her own, a comfy white honey that oozes around his knot onto the queen sized bed they fall upon. Nuzzling each other, they fall asleep.
Mikaruknight: ...first we went fishing at the lake, caught only a magikarp, took an impromptu swim, then we drove to the Far Spring Leek Restaurant. There we had an awesome paella bowl Yin- slayer of fowl-: I heard that the Mahazagi Ichitaba guy that reviewed that restaurant made a prodigy chef cry saying her bowl was barely good enough for scavengers to eat. Yin- slayer of fowl-: Of course he is that sort of lardy jackass and since all the other reviewers rated the chefs well, they have reservations booked 3 months in advance. Mikaruknight: Wow, and what about the snorlax guy? Yin- slayer of fowl-: out of a job because of well-placed reporters. Mikaru: serves him right. Yin- slayer of fowl-: Any kinkiness ^_^ Mikaruknight: she hooked the collar around me while I was asleep and had me rub her for a good time at the restaurant... then she had me bathe her. I loved it though but I have to wonder: What the hell did you two do? Yin- slayer of fowl-: hehe Mikaruknight: You are pretty weird Yin- slayer of fowl-: you still have that collar on? Mikaruknight: So what if I do? Regardless of our inability to hold onto the whole D/S thing, I still love this collar. Yin- slayer of fowl-: hahaha