Ding…ding…ding…

The clock had just struck 11pm and I was still chipping away at all this damn paperwork. Why couldn't they just have sent this to me beforehand. I let out a loud groan.

"Everything alright, Alan?" Lucia was brooming the floor, starting by the bed area which had received a new layer of mess.

"Yeah, I'm just…yawwwwwwn…tired is all."

"But it's only been 20 minutes..." she said while looking at the clock.

I only had a few more pages to go but I felt like I've been here for days now. I rested my head on my hand with my elbow on the table as I continued to write and read through each page.

Lucia rests the broom next to the fridge and joins me at the table. Mirroring my pose.

"You work so hard, cariño. You got us this—"

She pauses and looks around.

"...soon to be wonderful place so we can both be free and happy. Once we're done with this, we will make so many fantastic memories!" She said with a warm gentle smile.

"I just wish I had a bit more energy, even my eyes are struggling to stay open." I said, holding back another yawn.

Lucia suddenly gained a twinkle in her eye and smiled towards me.

"I believe I may be of assistance here…if you'll allow me, that is?" She sat there eagerly waiting for my response.

"I'm...not sure what you're getting at Lu, but if you think you can help then go for it."

I was becoming more and more tired by the minute; I was hoping she meant brewing a nice hot cup of coffee or something cold to drink. Both would definitely feel nice…

Lucia switched her free hand, propping her head on her right hand instead of the left. Her left hand began to glow a faint purple light.

"I've always wanted to try this." She spoke in a low tender voice.

"Huh?" I looked up to Lucia giving me bedroom eyes. I realized what she meant. Her hand began to pet the air.

Suddenly I felt a warm presence on my thigh, which mirrored her petting motions. Each motion she made sent refreshing waves of energy which gradually began at my thigh and flowed into the rest of my body. It felt so…so nice, but I was worried where this was leading to. My pants were already beginning to feel tighter…

"Wait, Lucia, we shouldn't..I need to focus—" before I could finish my plea for mercy her hand gestures made their way deeper into my thigh, now grazing against the bulge in my jeans, which only made it swell further. In no time at all I was already at full mast, the jeans forcing my erection down my thigh. Her psychic massage making it throb with every pass.

"Have you grown, querido? I swear it feels bigger than usual." She said giggling with a smug look on her face.

I was at her mercy; I couldn't stop her..I don't think i wanted her too anyways. I dropped my pen and accepted my fate. I leaned back on my chair and spread my legs to get comfortable. Her rubbing motions didn't stop, and I could barely keep my composure.

A damp spot began to form in my pants, an indication I was already halfway there to finishing. Lucia telepathically knew this and paused her psychic massage. She stood up briefly and moved her chair next to mine and sat back down. She rested her head on my shoulder and I rested mine on hers. Despite not receiving stimulation herself, I felt like she was enjoying this more than I was. However, I wasn't allowed to enjoy this loving moment as her hand rose and began glowing again. This time she formed an "o" shape with her palm and fingers and began waving it back and forth slowly. Another reflection of what was transpiring down south. My entire shaft was consumed by a warm fuzzy aura which sent a shiver throughout my body. Her breath became slow and methodical, focused on channeling her ability.

The room was completely silent, no one made a noise, not even the room or chairs creaked. No one to interrupt or bother us. I placed my arm around her and gently ran my fingers through her hair. In turn she sped up her jerking motion, causing me to quietly groan in pleasure. At this rate it wouldn't be much longer before I burst. My heart began to race.

Soon my pets became slower as my focus shifted to my climax, which was beginning to build. I didn't realize this may have tipped off Lucia. She rubbed her cheek against mine and hummed to herself.

"Close already, Alan?" She whispered.

I chose silence as my answer, which Lucia happily accepted as she let out a giggle of acknowledgement. She sped up one more time, fast enough to guarantee my release. Our breathing became sharp and quick; mine coming from my impending orgasm, and her's purely out of excitement. Lucia rotated her head towards my direction, which let me catch a glimpse of her visibly flushed face and slightly parted mouth. I couldn't see her eyes from my angle, but it was clear that her body language indicated that she had underestimated how much she'd enjoy this moment and was now most likely craving attention herself. Lucia began nudging her chin towards me, indicating invitation. I rotated my head slightly and when suddenly Lucia pushed her lips onto mine and sped up her motions again. This was it. My thoughts began to blur. A spike in pleasure suddenly coursed through my body, forcing a sharp groan through our kiss. The damp spot in my jeans grew with each throb releasing load after load.

Our kiss parted, both of us were panting and sweating from our ordeal. The kitchen, which once smelled musty and old, was replaced with a scent of sex, Lucia's excitement contributing to the aroma as well. Once my climax faded away, I began feeling guilty not reciprocating. Perhaps it was not too late? Her head was still resting on my shoulder, except the difference now was that she had completely fallen asleep. She probably wore herself out channeling all that energy; on top of the fact that it was nearing midnight. It looked like I was stuck here with dirtied pants, even dirtier underwear and my poor aroused Gardevoir who didn't quite think this operation through, and all on top of that, my paperwork still wasn't done. Once again, my only option was to simply accept my fate and close my eyes to allow sleep to consume me. Yawwwn…