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Sanctuary	By : Mizor4 Category: +M through R > Pokemon Views: 6720 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Ani woke barely after dawn, slightly damp from the early morning dew but warm where Zoroark lay atop her. Glistening dewdrops covered Zoroark's slate fur, giving him a transcendent glow. She wished she had a camera with her.
Gently, as not to wake him, Ani brought a hand to stroke the side of his muzzle, which rest just above her breast, his long slow breaths tickling her neck. Zoroark didn't open his eyes, but he lazily nuzzled into her palm before stopping to let out a great yawn that shivered through his entire body and gave Ani a close up view of his fanged mouth. Ani took his head in both hands and pulled him back against her chest to scratch behind his dexterous ears.
"Sleep well?" she asked.
"Zorrr," he replied, a happy rumble that vibrated pleasantly against Ani's chest.
"A real gentleman would have let me sleep on top, you know." But even the slight tightness in her back from the hard, not quite mattress flat ground, did little to dampen the elated glow warming her chest. His weight did feel so wonderfully comforting atop her. And in his defense, she didn't even remember drifting off. It hadn't been her plan to sleep in the middle of the field.
"We should probably head back so I can get cleaned up," Ani said, regretfully letting her hands fall away from Zoroark's head. Zoroark merely wriggled forward, further pinning her to the ground so he could lick at her cheek. Ani giggled, grasping his slightly damp sides fondly, unable to bring herself to tell him to stop.
Zoproark's tongue, a delightful mixture of soft and tacky, teased along her jaw, slowly down along her neck to follow the collar of her shirt, his breath humid against her skin. Unfortunately, she eventually had to be the bad guy. Ani hugged his head tightly into the crook of her neck, his affectionate licks leaving her slightly breathless.
"C'mon you big beautiful lump. I don't want to get up either but we'll be here all morning at this rate."
Zoroark whined but lifted gracefully off of her on all fours, giving Ani the barest moment to flinch away before he shook himself. A sparkling mist of tiny dewdrops exploded around Zoroark in a fleeting haze of multicolored prisms. Luckily her position beneath Zoroark's body shielded her from the brunt of it.
Ani sighed but took the chance to give his belly one last playful rub before getting up herself. It should be another hour or two before anyone else showed up, but better they didn't think she slept here, and outside no less. She silently thanked Eris for suggesting to always keep a spare change of clothing around, good advice in general for anyone who worked outside and around pokemon.
She collected her tools, then Zoroark's hand to guide him back towards the main building. The sanctuary only had one shower, outdoors and large enough to accommodate any pokemon likely to stay here. Walls surrounded three sides of it, but it had nothing to obscure view from the side facing the sanctuary pasture.
No other humans lived anywhere near the sanctuary, no trainer routes, so it shouldn't matter, but Ani still felt a small pang of anxiety when she considered it. The cool morning would help motivate her to shower quickly.
"Stay here unless you want to shower with me." Ani spoke in jest, but for a moment, she thought he might. After a brief pause, Zoroark let her guide him to a small spot to curl up where he wouldn't get wet. She made a quick trip to her car to retrieve her change of clothes and hastily stripped naked in full view of anyone who might wander out behind the sanctuary.
The only soap she could find, an industrial formula meant for pokemon, would have to do. She probably smelled like a wet Mightyena anyway. Icy water crashed down to the slightly rough concrete floor from high overhead, and Ani used a small lever to shift to the hand-held shower head. Waiting a moment didn't seem to get the water any warmer.
She scrubbed herself quickly, skin prickling beneath the chilly water. Finishing in record time, she turned off the water and moved against the wall, hiding from view the best she could to dry herself with a musty towel she found, attempting to rub warmth back into her shivering limbs.
Once mostly dry, except for a lingering dampness in her shoulder-length hair, Ani moved towards the neat pile of clothes she left where they wouldn't get wet, and hesitated. Ani knew she shouldn't, but thoughts of last evening still flit about her mind, leaving her feeling – willful.
Zoroark didn't open his eyes, but his ears swiveled as she approached, his chin rising to point up at her when she stopped a few steps away. He had shifted into a long stretch of sunlight at some point during her shower.
Ani knelt and scratched the underside of his chin, slowly drawing him up to a standing position before she moved in to wrap her arms around his lithe frame. His fur felt unreasonably luxurious against her pebbled skin, like hugging a fleece blanket straight from the dryer, a blanket that hugged back. Ani cooed, pressing her face into the thick black tuft of fur just below his neck.
"I wish I could take you home with me."
Claws felt along her back, spreading shivers across her skin that had nothing to do with cold. Ani soaked in his warmth for a moment before remembering the two of them stood outside the shower stall. Anyone could glance out a window and see them. Not that she heard any cars pull in, but she had been more than a bit distracted.
She led Zoroark a few paces back until the rough wooden wall halted her retreat. Zoroark followed close in her wake, but before their bodies pressed together, Ani grabbed his wrist and brought his hand to her chest.
Zoroark felt at the space between her breasts before quickly finding interest in her feminine curves, gently testing the supple give of an admittedly average bust, his claws sinking into soft flesh ever so lightly. Ani giggled breathily, her cheeks starting to glow a soft red from his curious exploration.
Ani let her eyes drift closed and sighed. "That feels nice."
Zoroark fondled her a moment more, then leaned down, his soft tongue teasing along the plump curve of her other breast. Ani bit her lip, Zoroark's nose bumping into the stiff peak of her nipple before his tongue quickly followed up to investigate.
She found her fingers tangled within Zoroark's large red mane before realizing she moved and drew him towards her arching chest. His agile tongue set her heart fluttering, and her breaths grew shallow and quick, thoughts hazy and bold.
The tight grip she held on Zoroark's mane gently dragged him downwards. He followed obediently after only a moment's hesitation, leaving a trail of stolen licks down her flat belly until he clearly smelled something that interested him. He continued without encouragement, and Ani released his mane to help steady herself against the wall behind.
Zoroark's nose tickled through the trimmed patch of hair below her navel. A rather forward prod sent a quiet yelp from Ani's lips, and then she felt his tongue between her thighs. Her knees instinctively jumped apart, letting Zoroark taste the dampness gathering between her lips.
The bizarre tug of his tongue at her more fleshy bits felt electric. Ani moaned softly, trying to not imagine what would happen if anyone walked in on them, which perversely only added to the small thrill building within her abdomen – quickly, she might add.
Zoroark's tongue kept her guessing, teasing her from different angles, across her lips, following the length of her crease, searching up and inside her. It left her panting quietly, propped up against the rough wooden wall with hands splayed at either side to help steady her trembling knees.
In truth, it wouldn't have take Zoroark much longer, but a desperation wormed its way through the growing tension, twisting her insides. Ani risked letting one hand return to Zoroark's head. He didn't pause, thankfully, and he let Ani guide her, ever so slightly higher, away from her entrance and towards the shallow nook right at the crown of her sex.
His tongue caught the hood covering her body's most delicate bundle of nerves, now surrounded by slightly swollen lips, flushed a soft pink. Ani gasped, almost collapsing onto Zoroark. He took her hip in one of his massive paws, holding her firmly in place against the wall.
Ani whined, her voice little more than a squeak, begging. "Gods, don't stop. Please." Zoroark didn't seem to need instruction, clearly happy with the reaction he managed to lick from her, but Ani couldn't risk it, not now as she tumbled towards what she could only imagine to be a life changing orgasm.
Zoroark found her weak spot, his long tongue enough to pull back her hood then drag eagerly across her bared clit, the stimulation almost too much, nearly burning her raw before he relented, giving her just enough time to come down from the edge before he began again.
Ani couldn't take it. She doubled forward, her belly clenching tight. A low cry grew into a lewd exultation, but at that moment she didn't care whose attention she attracted. Her sex squeezed in rhythmic bliss, Zoroark's ceaseless tongue dragging out her release into a euphoric eternity.
Reality eventually crashed back down around her, and Ani, somewhat roughly, pushed Zoroark's snout from between her legs, his once pleasurable tongue now grating against her oversensitive skin. She gasped for breath, taking a moment before she even remembered to open her eyes. Zoroark grinned up at her, the fur around his lips glossy with her own fluids.
It took the better part of a minute before Ani could speak again. "That felt amazing." She drew his snout forward and planted a firm kiss just above his nose, her hands cradling his chin. "You're amazing, you know?" Ani rest her forehead against his. Zoroark made a happy growling sound and nuzzled against her.
"We can't do stuff like that when the others are around though, okay?"
Whether or not he got the why of it, Ani had no idea, but Zoroark nodded which seemed good enough for now, and Ani took the next few minutes to scratch the area where his neck and jaw met while she caught her breath.
"I should get ready, but I'll make it up to you this evening – as long as you're good." An empty threat really, that quick release took the edge off, but her hands trembled in anticipation, hungry to once again explore Zoroark's fascinating anatomy in return for a rather impressive display of virility. Ani gave him a quick, tight hug and then made herself as presentable as she could manage, briefly returning to the shower to hose herself down. The change of clothing helped, but even though she didn't normally wear much makeup, the complete lack of it left her feeling a tad plain. Nothing she could do about it now.
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