368 – Fans and Pillows
Brandy held Dani close as they walked, her arm draped comfortably over the Magikarp's shoulders. Dani was practically glowing with joy at the attention. She'd lean into Brandy, and Brandy would feel a little jolt of happiness through the bond as she nuzzled her head against Brandy's chest. Dani was a mess of nerves and sweetness, but Brandy felt she knew the Magikarp better now. Not every Pokémon was a natural fighter or flirt, but Brandy could already see how quickly Dani had adapted to make the best of her talents.
Thinking on your feet and using what you had were what Brandy's team excelled at. They weren't well drilled like Maple's team or had unique natural talents like Wren's. Their victories were because they were willing to bend the rules, give it their all, and be audacious. There was absolutely a space for a talented kissy Magikarp somewhere in their wild plans.
"What are you thinking about?" Dani said, looking up at Brandy with big eyes. “If it's okay to ask, you have a nice smile right now."
"Just happy how you're settling into the team," Brandy cheerfully said as they paced along the street.
Dani blinked up at her, then offered a bashful smile. "You think I'm doing good?"
"Absolutely. And not just because you've kissed me into another dimension."
Dani giggled, her blush returning. "I could do better. Wait until I go down on you!"
Brandy bopped Dani's nose with a finger. "That's the spirit, and I mean it. The way you care, the way you try your best. Our teams are not about strength or speed. It's all heart."
Dani fell quiet for a moment, then reached up and squeezed Brandy's hand. "I mean, they are all pretty strong as well."
"I've seen how Calcine looks at you," Brandy couldn't keep the grin off her face. "You'll find out just how strong eventually."
"Oh, I hope so! I can't wait to choke on her dick."
It was Brandy's turn to blush. Not that Brandy was a prude or anything, but having wild crazy sex was still a novel experience for her, and it was easy to forget that Dani had been an eager set of holes for all the sea ladies they'd recently fought. She'd probably seen things Brandy couldn't even imagine.
Wait. Was Dani the most sexually experienced of the group?
Brandy looked at the sweet Magikarp trying to huff up Brandy's maid shirt as she kissed some titty.
No. Surely not. That'd be wild.
Brandy was still convincing herself of that when they rounded the final corner toward their destination. The building was matte-black with glass windows shaped like pumpkins and a hand-painted sign read: 'The Gloom Garden: Night-Blooming Terrariums & Cryptobotany.'
Brandy raised an eyebrow. "Now that is a goth business."
Dani tilted her head. "I'm a sea gal, but I don't think plants bloom at night?"
"Well, everyone's asleep during the day, so there's a market for it."
Brandy knocked on the door, already curious. The door creaked open as if it'd been expecting them and a woman stepped out with a slow, deliberate click of heels on the stone, which might as well have been a spell. Brandy had been with Morgan a lot, so she could've pretended her reaction was just muscle memory at this point. But no, this would have happened with the Murkrow's influence. Brandy's reaction was primal because this woman's ass wasn't just worthy of appreciation. It demanded reverence.
Full, perfect, and swaying with supernatural confidence, it had its own gravitational pull. Her long coat helped tease its curve, parting just enough with each step to give Brandy a glimpse of how those heavy hips shifted under the soft black fabric. Her eyes tracked the sway helplessly, absolutely hypnotized at the sight of it. Even as the woman turned, Brandy couldn't help but follow it around until she nearly tipped over.
Brandy took in the rest of her figure purely because her Compound Eyes demanded details. The coils of glossy black hair threaded with a vivid violet were practically a halo. If she had better control, Brandy might've been able to wax poetic about the lace corset or dramatic makeup, but right now? Her brain was static.
She didn't snap out of it until Dani elbowed her gently in the ribs and whispered, "You're drooling."
Brandy straightened so fast that she nearly fumbled the cheesecake box. She thrust it forward with the stiff formality that only came from intense guilt.
"We brought you cheesecake from Reena!" she said. "Fresh. Rich. Round. Actually, it's not round; it's a triangle. But it is firm. Super firm. I mean the cake, not the... do I mean the cake?"
The goth woman arched a perfectly sculpted brow, her lips twitching into the hint of a smirk.
"Brandy likes your ass," Dani chirped. "It's very nice! Good job!"
Brandy made a noise somewhere between a cough and a strangled yelp. "Dani!"
"What? It's a super good butt. I have seen a lot of fantastic ones, and this would be in the top five easily."
The goth woman gave a low, amused chuckle, eyes glittering as she folded her arms. "I appreciate honesty and good taste. Call me Lirael."
Lirael looked them both up and down and smiled, pearly white teeth gleaming. "Or maybe a maid and her Magikarp would prefer a new mistress?"
Brandy's breath hitched, but she caught herself quickly, summoning up some of Calcine's steely resolve. She wasn't about to be frazzled by yet another stunningly beautiful woman. However, her eyes flick involuntarily to that impeccable curve again.
"Very loyal to my own, Lirael," she said smoothly. "But you won't have to beg if you need a maid to take care of you."
"Oh, I like you," Lirael smiled. "What about your Magikarp?"
Dani was wheezing, and Brandy gave her a squeeze, popping a hiccup out of her that was stuck in her throat. Still clinging to Brandy's side, Dani peeked up at Lirael with watery eyes and a wobbling smile. "I- I mean, if you ever wanted to, like, sit on me? I'd be okay with that. Like, deeply okay. Please."
Both Brandy and Lirael gave her the same look. Surprised, amused, and a touch of impressed horror. Dani just blushed harder and smiled proudly to herself.
Brandy pinched Dani's cheek. "Isn't she cute?"
"Delightful. Come on in," Lirael said and then purred, "Take a seat."
Dani softly moaned into Brandy's chest. First Sparky with the thigh squeezes, now Dani wants cushion duty. Brandy was going to have lumpy mattresses forever at this rate.
"No breaking my Magikarp," Brandy said, stepping inside. "And Reena hopes you're doing okay."
Lirael exhaled slowly and patted the cheesecake box. "Thank you. Things have been better lately. It's as if a dark cloud has lifted."
"Oh really? That's great," Brandy said. "Is it okay if I ask what happened?"
"Better yet, why don't you meet her? Mira! There's a Trainer here!"
From behind Lirael, a blur of black wool and excitement burst out the door. Fluffy and midnight-hued with curled horns and a leather choker, the Wooloo latched onto Brandy with surprising force.
"Oh my gosh, oh my gosh!" the Wooloo practically squealed, clinging onto Brandy as if she might vanish at any moment. "A real Trainer and ... and ..." her golden eyes blinked as she looked Brandy up and down. "It's you!"
Brandy blinked. "Uh… hi?"
Lirael snagged her excitable girlfriend by the collar before she could scale Brandy like a rockface. "Mira, what did we say about pouncing people without permission?"
Held up, Brandy finally got a good look at her. She was a short one like most Wooloo, dressed in a torn jacket held together with safety pins. Her black wool was an inky contrast to the bright patches sewn onto the fabric. A small button on her collar read 'Brandy Fanclub #03' meaning there were at least two more badges in the world somewhere.
Mira pouted, still clinging to Brandy's arm with stars in her eyes as Lirael held onto her collar. "But it's her!"
Lirael raised a single finger and gave Mira a slow, deliberate spin, guiding her around to face her. Then, without a word, she gave a firm smack onto Mira's hip. More than firm enough to make her yelp with surprise, her wool floofing up like a startled cloud.
"Apologies," Lirael said smoothly to Brandy and Dani, her hand lingering on Mira's hip. "She gets excited."
Mira looked back at her, wide-eyed and flushed, then gave a dreamy little sigh and leaned into her with a happy murmur. "Worth it."
"Is Brandy a big deal?" Dani asked, "I've only known her a little bit."
Lirael spun Mira around again so she could answer. "Go on, fangirl a little."
"Is she a big deal? She's the biggest deal! And even cooler in person! The dress looks gorgeous. Oh! It was even better when it was whipping around when you did that move in the tournament with the zipline! That was perfection! I have the clip saved on my Poké-dex! I've watched it a hundred times. Oh! Oh! You've got a great team dynamic. I can't wait for the next round! Gonna be absolutely legendary!"
"She's a big fan," Lirael says. "She really has watched it a lot. I've promised to take her to a zipline park."
"Because you're the best girlfriend."
"The greatest of all time." Lirael nodded.
It was a little awkward. Brandy didn't want to get in the way of the pair, but Mira was head over heels excited to meet Brandy. The Wooloo had all been a bit odd about her since she'd taught them self-love in the Grass Gym, but she hadn't expected that affection to endure this long. Or this strongly.
Mira took the silence as an opportunity to fish about in her jacket and then pull out a notebook. She shoved it at Brandy, bouncing excitedly and pulling at the choker Lirael had a good grip on. "Please, please, please sign this! I'll frame it! No! Wait! I'll get it laminated! No, better! Tattoo!"
"Mira," Lirael clicked. "You really want that to be the first lady's name tattooed on your body?"
"Mmm!" Mira nodded madly, utterly ignorant of the glare from behind her. Brandy tried to save her.
"After Lirael's name, right?"
"Huh? Lirael's not a Trainer."
Well. Brandy tried.
Then Lirael leaned forward, her voice velvet-smooth and far too delighted. "Mira, dear."
Mira froze.
But instead of stepping forward, Lirael turned to Brandy. "Would you like to do the honors, dear maid?"
Mira's eyes lit up. "Please! This is legendary-tier! If you spank me, I can die happy!"
Brandy rolled up a sleeve. "Okay, anything for a fan."
Mira braced herself against a counter. "I'm going to name my first child after you."
Brandy didn't know how to respond to that. So she just gave her a hard smack, enough to make Mira yelp and melt against the countertop.
"Handled," Brandy said, shaking her stinging hand. "She's not serious about that name, is she?"
"We might get a dog," Lirael said.
"Triplets," Mira mumbled.
"I don't think spanking makes you pregnant," Dani whispered, dazed.
Brandy exhaled. "Right. Cheesecake delivered, fan-sheep appropriately punished. How long have you two known each other?"
"About half an hour."
"True love!" Dani gasped.
Lirael just laughed and pulled Mira into a kiss. Mira's butt wasn't nearly as staggering as Lirael's, so it was doubtful she'd inherited from her, and nighttime plants didn't seem a Wooloo thing. Was Mira a rebound for Lirael?
Well, Brandy wasn't going to ask about that. It'd be insanely rude, but maybe there was a clue here. It'd make sense for Reena to send some cake to Lirael if she was going through a breakup.
Brandy ushered Dani toward the door. "I'll see if I can get you tickets to the next match. Take care of her, Lirael?"
Lirael gave a nod. "Oh, she'll be very taken care of. She has to be reminded who put that collar on her."
With that, Brandy grabbed Dani's hand and stepped out into the night, the door creaking shut behind them and locking with a click.
Once out of sight, Brandy let out a breath. "I'm not going crazy, am I? That was a really great butt."
Dani looked dazed. Blissfully dazed. "It was incredible. Humans don't usually have butts like that."
Not crazy then; that was an inheritance and a strong one, too. Brandy gave Dani a playful nudge. "You were about five seconds away from lying down and asking to be furniture."
"Willingly," Dani said proudly. "Do you think she'd actually sit on me? Like, all the way?"
"If we stuck around, you'd have become a pancake."
Dani hummed dreamily. "That'd be okay. I'd like that."
Brandy shook her head with a laugh, squeezing Dani's hand. "You're so cute. I can't believe I spanked a Wooloo today."
"And I begged to be sat on! We're thriving, Brandy. We're living our best lives."
"Let's get back to Reena's, though if her cake is this good, she might be swamped."
"Oh no. We got a big group," Dani gasped. "What if there isn't enough space for us?"
"Oh, don't worry, Dani. We can always double up on seats."
It took Dani a minute to get it, but it was fun to see her little crown almost fall off her head when it finally sunk in, and she turned to look at Brandy with big, hopeful eyes. Brandy looked after her girls, and if Dani wanted to be a cushion, well, Brandy was going to find out just how comfortable a cushion she was.