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"Sweetie, meet me at 6, over at my house. There should be a path leading up to my room; I'll see you there!
P.s. Make sure to bring an appetite. <3"
Katy had left him a text this afternoon, and a part of Grusha couldn't help but smile. He never insisted on any repayment for his own gift, as he thought it might end up being a long shot anyway with how much Katy had on her plate. Seeing how she's adapted so easily, and knowing that she's been caring for this creature who his own Frosmoth had been so worried about letting out of it's sight for even a moment--it makes Grusha feel warm in a way he rarely does anymore. Maybe it's a little uncool, but it affirms his decision in choosing her. Katy is beautiful, wonderful, everything that Grusha could ever want.
When Grusha reaches Katy's door, he's a little surprised to find it already unlocked. Cortondo is, inarguably, one of Paldea's safest towns; pretty much everyone can agree on that. Even so, Grusha closes the door behind him, just in case. But as Grusha makes his way in and sees a path of what appears to be rose petals, the scent of both the flower and something delightfully sweet hits his nose. It smells like chocolate; a not too sickeningly sweet chocolate (katy knew he was more fond of darker chocolate varieties, so it makes him smile a bit) but sweet enough that it perfumes Katy's entire house as he takes care of discarding his coat on her coat rack. None of her Pokemon are out and about either, and it's doing more than enough to excite Grusha as he follows the path she's laid out for him. It doesn't take long to reach the door of Katy's bedroom, and it's cracked open slightly; it's enough to make the scent of chocolate even more apparent, and as Grusha opens the door, he's greeted by an incredible sight.
His girlfriend's stark naked body is clothed and decorated with some incredible accompaniments; various little chocolate cakes and desserts line her body, covering her breasts and stomach as they go down a line to where she still seems to have a little paint brush out, painting down towards her beautiful pussy to lead him down the beautiful path to cunnlingus. Grusha's eyes practically light up, even as Katy realizes he's come in and her face has pinkened rather considerably.
"Grusha! Oh, I--" It's taking every ounce of Katy's will not to cover herself, but she doesn't; she worked hard to make herself look good enough to eat, why would she want to cover up all of that hard work? "Well, I wasn't quite finished with your return gift yet, but..."
"If this is the unfinished version, I think the finished one would end up making me too horny to think straight."
Grusha laughs as he says that much, and Katy finds herself laughing too as she watches Grusha take off his boots and socks before climbing onto Katy's bed; she puts away the little paint brush she was working with and lays back into the bed. A bed lined with towels and clearly done because she doesn't want her actual blankets and sheets ruined. Genuinely respectable, he finds, as he watches her open her arms with a smile and speak up. "Well, aren't you a little flatterer? But I hope you can back all of that up--it'd be a shame to waste any of this, you know?"
Grusha finds himself smirking a bit in response. "Don't worry. Let's just say I made sure to follow your instructions to a T."
It isn't long before Grusha descends upon Katy, who simply lays back and lets herself get awash in the sensations. True to his word, Grusha came prepared to tackle this little dessert platter his girlfriend made, and as his mouth engulfs a sweet right off of one of her perky nipples, Katy can't help but gasp at how ravenous her boyfriend truly is. His tongue whirls around her nipple, sending shivers up her spine as her boyfriend dutifully makes sure he doesn't miss a single morsel; already Katy's breathing is getting heavy, her heart beats faster as his tongue trails around and takes another sweet off of her breast and cleans her, causing her to mewl slightly as Katy's hand finds it's way into Grusha's hair. Whether it's for her to simply hold on as her boyfriend works her up or not is up for debate, even as her grip tightens on him ever so slightly as he cleans her chest, leaving chocolatey kisses all along her as his tongue works her into a mess.
It isn't long before his tongue trails lower. Lower, between her breasts, down her ribs, underneath her breasts as Grusha kisses and licks and bites ever so gently along her, and it takes every bit of her will not to try and relieve some of her own pressure building between her legs. Grusha's hands have moved to spread them out wide as he continues to lick down her body, down her stomach, eating every sweet she's made dutifully and cleaning her with a dutiful precision that one might expect more out of a Pokemon cleaning it's young, but Katy has to put a hand to her mouth to muffle the little moans and groans that escape her as he licks down, down, down...
"G-Grusha--Grusha, sweetie, I..."
Katy's voice is breathless. The dutiful care he shows her is nothing short of beautiful, and truly, she couldn't ask for more.
From the expression Katy sees when Grusha brings his face up, though? She has the very distinct feeling she's going to get even more than she expected.
"Don't tell me you're already worked up?" Grusha licks his lips, his face practically a mess she wants to clean up--chocolate body paint leftovers here and there, crumbs and cream from the pastries, and yet his bright blue-green eyes are hungry for more. "...I hope you're ready for a long night, Katy. Because I don't want to stop until I've explored all over you."
...Oh.
"Well...by all means, then." Katy rises to the challenge, something determined and sharp in her gaze. "I'm prepared for whatever dastardly schemes you have in mind!"
"Well." Grusha's eyes go sharp in kind, and he licks his lips with a devilish fervor. "We'll see about that."
And so the night wears on, the sound of Katy's multiple orgasms from Grusha's expert tongue filling the house and ensuring that anyone in a several foot radius of the house promptly turns the other way and minds their own business. Katy's not even sure how many times he's managed to make her come by the end of the night; all she knows is that she falls asleep after a nice, long shower with her boyfriend, and that this is definitely a kink she has to incorporate more into their activities.
Grusha, if nothing else, is full and satisfied in more ways than one.