Okay!

I know I had marked the story as complete, but my brain forced me to turn all giddy and write another chapter, thus there will probably be more in the future. Don't blame me, blame the mind of a fangirl. *okay, rant over

Kinda shorter than the first. Sowy.

Enjoy!

It was Saturday: a wonderful day to sleep in. There was no worry of needing to go out, defend the gym (the solution to that was simply closing it for the day), or waste time hunting for another mythical pokemon she know she'll never find. Today was a pure sleep day. Yep, she deserves this. Nothing- and nothing- can ruin it.

"Karmmaaaaaaaaaaa, I'm dying."

Except that.

The male snuggled up next to her moaned her name again, nudging her bare back to further gain her attention. Sometimes, she thought, he was spoiled rotten; she only has herself to blame.

"Why are you dying, bud?" she groaned.

"I'm hungry," he plainly stated. "can you make breakfast now?"

She sighed, "When are you NOT hungry?"

"But it's almost ten." he complained. "Why not lunch instead? It will be too late for breakfast once done, and we'll have eaten a slighly early lunch."

"That's what you call brunch, Darkrai." said the trainer.

"Well," he nudged. "can you make some?"

She sighed, "Darkrai..." and sat up at the edge of the bed. Darkrai, delighted to have things go his way, sat up in hopes of a meal.

"What do you want?" asked Karma as she pulled a fresh pair of undies out of the bedside dresser.

"The pecha berries should be ripe, so that;" he said, clinging to her waist as she lightly dressed herself. "also, can you make waffles?"

She finished putting a tank on and went downstairs with the dark type riding her back, arms over her shoulders and such. She went through the kitchen and out the back door to her berry garden. She picked berries that were ripe and those that were close enough to ripe. Darkrai snuck one from the basket and ate as she picked various types of berries. Of all of the berries in the garden, pecha berries were his favorite. He first liked them because of their pink color, and then he tasted one for the first time, and it was pure heaven. The sweet juice running down his tongue and throat made him quiver at the first bite.

Of course, nothing can beat his mate's love juice.

She went back inside with a basket full of berries. She set the basket on the kitchen table and went over to the cabinets to take out what was needed to make waffles. As she was bent over to take out the waffle maker, Darkrai caught a stare at her lewdity. Having dressing light like always, her rump stuck out to show off the bright pink briefs she was modeling. He wanted to reach out and give her a spank, but moving to the next step quickly after that would be too tiring without his breakfast- or was it really lunch? Breakfast??

He sat at the table, waiting patiently for his meal and not caring if it were breakfast or lunch; food is food. His claws rolled over the table as he waited. His wish for food arrived in the form of waffles topped with diced pecha berries with three more pecha berries on the side. (He really loves his pecha berries.)

"There ya go, ya spoiled brat." she said, sitting down with a plate of her own.

Darkrai picked up a berry first and ate half of it in one bite. He continued on his gluttonous path until a fourth of his waffles remained.

"Full?" asked Karma, signaling with an outstretched hand if she could take his plate.

"Very." he grumbled a burp.

She shook her head at him while taking his plate. She dumped the remains of his meal in the trash and set the dishes in the sink. She gave her partner a pat on the head as she walked out of the kitchen. He suddenly gained the strength to follow with a full belly. She had sat down on the couch with the remote in her hand. He floated over the back of the furniture and into her warm lap. He rested his pointed chest on her smooth legs, smelling her scent. She was still fresh from last night's bath. He purred as her marvelous hand began to stroke his white fumes.

"You're a good boy." she said.

He purred louder in response. He rolled to his side, typically a signal for when he wants his belly rubbed. His digesting stomach was stroked and soothed by her touch.

"Slower." he purred.

Instead of complying with his demands again, she scooped him up in her arms and squeezed him. His light weight was easy to move (even after eating ten pounds worth of food), thus she was able to roll with him down to the cushions. She had became the dominate. She was the one to snuggle up behind him. She roughly stroked his head and fumes, showing a little tough love. His purr audiated loudly into the cushions. He was beyond content with his trainer/mate displaying her tender side for him.

"Thata boy," she said from behind. "who's my favorite man?"

"I am~." he purred happily.

Arceus, how he did love the way she pets, but sometimes there are days when he wants her to pet other places. Having only been mates for a month, he did not expect her to ever be that generous. Even befor they were what humans call "official", he had gained an urge while being petted, and it becomes difficult to deal with. Sometimes, he feels like asking, but he worries of her saying no and be left to deal with a sore boner.

"Karma," he said, slightly leaning his head back to see her.

"What's up?" she asked, still stroking his head.

"I'm feeling a little needy right now..." he began, leaving a big pause in his sentence.

"Eh, all right." she plainly said.

He sat up. "Wha-What!?"

"What?"

"Y-You're really all right with it?" he asked with small hopes growing.

She rolled her eyes at him. While her pokemon may be an idiot, Darkrai knew how to be stupidly cute. Those big blue eyes always grow wide if excited- or in this case- flipping his top over sex. For a mythical pokemon, he was a character, but that may have been why they had grown to like each other.

"Whatcha waiting on?" she asked, prompting her cheek on her hand. "You gonna do your thing or what?"

He desprately placed one arm over her, trapping her underneath him and now becoming the dominate. He lifted his head above his collar and kissed her: first sweetly then rougher the second time. His saliva was gooey from the berries of his meal. He tasted like the said pecha berries, which appealed her.

"Easy there, bud," she said. "you don't have to rush it."

He wanted to savor every bit of her, but instincts were telling him to procreate right way. She first needed to be more warmed up to the idea. He lifted her top over her chest, just enough to expose her breasts. His claws curled around them, groping their roundness. He glanced up at her as his tongue flicked over a nipple. Her thin eyebrows were wrinkled and she was blushing. So cute.

"I love your chest." he murmered in between licks.

He took her rocky tit in his mouth and pulled back. Upon release, it made a wet smack and was soft like silk, becoming a diamond once more due to the sudden change in tempurature. He had to do the same to its twin to show his even love for them. His hand squeezed the one he last suckled, not wanting to leave it feeling lonely. His foreclaw swirled around its tip and gave it a fine point. He then pressed his sharp claw directly into her tit, sending her nerves into a horror of cries.

"Don't do it like that-!"

He pulled back on the breast he was sucking and flicked it right on the nipple. She gasped, back arching and all. The hand that had flicked her slid down her and stopped at her undies. He check his progress and grinned at the level of wetness. His tactics were working marvelously.

"Arceus, Rai, hurry it up!" she wailed.

"But didn't you just tell me to slow down a minute ago?" he asked with a smug.

"Come on, you jerk!" she groaned. "Don't use what I say against me!"

He licked his lips. He moved the croth of her underwear out of the way for access. He held his length in place, sliding only the tip inside. She complained (as he was going for) for him to stop teasing.

"Please," she practically sobbed. "I want it~."

He joined them together down to the hilt. His mouth filled with drool at the pleasure. He let out a satisfying aah towards her tight warmth.

"Y-Yes," he groaned. "I-It's extra tight today."

He went straight to work on her. Her eyes were wide from the fast past of his thrusts. He was moving too fast for just starting, but then again, she was asking for it- literally.

"Karma!" he moaned, more so growled. He took her hands in his, their fingers intertwining awkwardly due to his lack of digits.

"Darkra~i!" she moaned as he licked her neck.

He positioned his leg off the couch and had it meet with the floor. He was now able to thrust down from a higher angle. His hand buried into the back of her knees, keeping her stuck in an immobile position.

"Yes!" she cried. "Right there! Rai! Rai!!"

He silenced her with a deep kiss. Their tongues swirled like a battle between water types. She moaned into his mouth, unknowlingly turning him on. He'd die to hear her sweet voice again.

Arceus, she is so loud. The neighbors can probably hear her. I don't care. Moan louder for me. Say my name again. Hold me closer. Beg for it. Beg for me. Tell me how great it is. Say you want me. Say that you love me. Never trade me for another male. Karma... Karma!

He moaned into her mouth. Satisfaction releaved him from his ache. He pulled back from her mouth, panting hoards of bad air back at her. Her eyes were droopy, but glossy with the shine he adores. They spent a minute staring at the other in the eyes. He kissed her again to remeber that face for that time they were as one.

He slowly pulled himself out of her and flopped down next to her. His head ended up resting on her bosom. He nuzzled his head into it, smelling her scent while she wrapped her arm around his small waist.

"That's my favorite man," she sighed. "feeling better?"

"MUCH better." he grumbled.

She stroked his head slowly. He purred as his eyes began to roll into the back of his head. Her nails scratched his scalp and created multiple thin streaks of fumes drifting away.

"But I'm kind of hungry again." he plainly stated.

She smiled and sighed, "You've got a problem."