Thread: Yet Another Pokemon Journey - (Maj.Mario x TriniMad)

Asmodeus the Houndoom picked his head up and looked over to Mignonette with great interest when he heard her sultry, husky tone in the air. The voice was both soothing and arousing, and despite the Houndoom's best efforts to remain in a bad mood its devilish tail began to wag. Though a difficult and somewhat unruly Pokemon, Asmodeus proved time and time again his worth as a powerful darkfire type and never failed to protect Mignonette from threats. One would assume that the Houndoom was merely being greedy and overprotective, but it ran deeper than that. He was a loyal dog as loyal as any other canine Pokemon out there. Everyone of the four Pokemon gathered about in the grove looked up from their positions and gazed upon Mignonette's form as if she was a legendary, and while both Hercules and Caesar obeyed her gentle wave to keep sparring, even they couldn't help but glance over at her from time to time. Hardly any Pokemon would find a human attractive, but Mignonette was a special case. Eyes were upon her as she unzipped her leotard down to her navel, and soon, gazes ranged from admiration to lecherous once the woman's bare, perfect breasts bounced and breathed in the fresh air. Even Lancelot looked somewhat intrigued, but it was Asmodeus who expressed the most interest in his trainer. And with a gentle coo and loving hands running down his fur and against his genitals, Asmodeus became putty in Mignonette's hands. His tongue lolled out of his mouth and he began to pant just a little as his tail wagged even more. This was a source of great shame for the proud Houndoom, but he always tried to counter it with the fact that it felt good to be petted by his trainer. Plus, with how brazenly Mignonette was presenting herself to him, Asmodeus had half a mind to assume that she wanted some attention all her own. He let loose a few grumbling growls and continued to be at her mercy even as his arousal grew and grew, and soon, Mignonette's sensual pats would discover his shapely red rocket that seemed all-too-happy to see the trainer. Either not wanting to be left out or simply following orders, Lancelot the Gallade trotted over to Mignonette. Though it was a secret to everyone but the most accomplished of Pokemon professors and researchers, Mignonette was one of the lucky few to see a Gallade's form shift to accommodate more intimate situations. The almost comedic hips, shaped like an egg on its side, could not be helped, but the arm blades and red triangular protrusions certainly could. Sensing Mignonette's more sensual, lewd side coming out once again like a troublesome rash, Lancelot sighed and retracted his arm blades into green appendages akin to that of his counterpart's and willed the triangular protrusion away for the time being. The protrusion, Mignonette learned, was to accentuate a Gardevoir or Gallade's psychicphysical stats in battle. It wasn't that Lancelot didn't care for Mignonette's sensual, sultry side. Oh no, he quite enjoyed her displays of affection and blushed whenever she placed a kiss upon his body. It was just that he placed his duty as a protector and confidante higher than that of being Mignonette's personal snuggle toy. But even he couldn't resist his trainer's advances, so he had no choice but to press his back into his trainer's soft and comfortable breasts. Well now Mignonette had really done it poor Lancelot was flustered! So much, in fact, that the Gallade was stunned out of moving or properly reacting. Given that a GalladeGardevoir can sense feelings, and that they are psychic types, would you like Lancelot to 'speak'? He could serve as a translator for the group. Or, if you'd like, Mignonette could be able to understand her Pokemon.