Winter had arrived, for autumn wouldn't last forever. The waters were frozen and the trees were crowned in white, but in all truth Zozo didn't mind that much. Her thick black fur insulated her from the cold, although she found herself shivering from time to time. She had a lot more trouble sleeping through during hot summer days — she sweated so much! Compared to that, the colder season was a much welcomed change of peace. She was certainly in a much better situation to deal with the cold than, say, a human.

She recalled being a Zorua with much thinner fur and having to sleep cuddled up to her human in an attempt to share body heat during cold nights. And even though her fur had grown thicker since evolution, in some ways she felt colder than ever. Her fur made an acceptable job at shielding her from the cold, but that was nothing compared to the delightful warmth offered by one of her trainer's tight hugs as they drifted off together to sleep. Oh how she missed that.

This book in her hands seemed to be in agreement too.

'Cold winter nights offer an excellent opportunity to grow closer to your trainer, my ambitious reader. It is common for trainers to spend days, weeks, even months far away from civilization as part of their training. In those lonely nights, with only their trusty pokémon to keep them company, many humans will welcome the warmth that the bodies of so many pokémon offer. Even if you are not lucky enough to be a fire-type — those have it exceptionally easy! — there are still many species covered in thick fur that most humans would appreciate sleeping cuddled up to.'

'If you started out this adventure when you and your trainer were young, there is a good chance you have slept together in the past in order to ward off the cold, all done in perfect innocence. And again in perfect innocence, even if you have evolved and your body has changed, that would only make it slightly more awkward to sleep with your trainer like in the old times. Be bold and cuddle up against your human next time they go to sleep during a chilly night. They should not necessarily think anything of it, but this will give you a chance to apply some intimate skin contact and potentially awaken their passions. Use your well-trained body, your muscles, your curves or your fur to ensnare your trainer while making it seem innocent.'

Zozo nodded to herself as she closed the book. Dr. Lovelace was right as ever. River had helped her cultivate her strong but gropeable body, and she would have never evolved this young without his help. Most Zorua in the wild never grow strong enough to evolve! So if he was responsible for her bod, it only made sense that he would get to enjoy it, no? Why, that just made perfect sense in her head. She was just returning the favor. She was just being fair and returning balance to the universe! No horniness involved whatsoever. The fact that thinking about him fondling her physique made her pant heavily was barely even a reason, really.

But as usual Zozo wasn't one to jump into the fray without getting some practice in before. What was her plan here? They were right in the middle of winter, and this night promised to be as cold as the ones they endured days back. If anything, she would swear temperatures were specially low that day, so she would have the perfect excuse to cuddle up to River when they went to sleep. In spite of her thick mane even she felt cold during these chilly nights, so there was no way a furless human wasn't shivering and having trouble sleeping too. Surely he would appreciate a Zoroark's comfortable warmth!

She was alone right now, so perhaps this was a good time to give this a practice run before night arrived. The thought of curling up against her human while they slept sent much welcomed warmth to her cheeks. She covered her eyes as she shook her waist from side to side. How embarrassing! What would he think of it? They had slept together many times in the past back when she was a Zorua, but they were young and innocent. At the time, sleeping together was just a cute and pure thing they did. But now, the thought of having her trainer's athletic body pressed against her sent soft flesh a wave of desire all over her body.

Time to practice! She rubbed her hands together to warm herself up, and then, feeling silly, she threw her open palms forward as if she were about to launch an energy beam, except that instead of a ray of energy it was an illusion of River that came out of her hands. She giggled to herself. She couldn't help but be reminded of how Lulu, that Lucario rival of hers, would throw her powerful aura spheres. The thought of the Lucario made her wince. Just the other day Lulu was telling her with this big grin just how warm it felt to sleep next to her own trainer, specially since it always ended in sex. Often, multiple times through the night. Ugh. Well, next time Zozo would be the one sharing raunchy stories and making the Lucario blush!

Oh, right, the illusion. Zozo pointed one finger towards the ground, and the fake River obeyed and lay down on the cold grass. She snapped her fingers to make a blanket appear over the trainer for added realism. Okay. This is what she would find tonight. What now? How was she supposed to approach this situation? Should she ask him if he would mind sleeping together in order to share warmth, or should she be bold and just lie down by his side without saying a word and take it from there?

As she sat down with her knees bent on the ground near him, another important doubt flashed in her to mind. What direction should she approach from? As in, would it be better to hug him from behind, or should she lie face to face instead? Mmh. Decisions, decisions. Both options sounded really tempting. Spooning him from behind was less embarrassing since he wouldn't get to see her blushing face, and it was the option that gave her the most control over the situation. But a frontal attack meant she would get to see his cute face, plus they would be within kissing distance so maybe that would make it easier for things to escalate.

Hey, why not try both before deciding? The nice thing about her illusions was that they allowed her to try out multiple different scenarios to help her choose. And even if she opted to spoon him from behind there was always a possibility he would turn around and face her out of his volition. That way she would be prepared for every eventuality!

Let's start with the less awkward one. She lay down on the grass behind the mirage trainer, took in a deep breath, and then pressed her body against his back. Or rather tried to. Because she didn't actually dare make full-body contact. She wrapped her arms around his body until her claws met on the other side, holding him in place.

"Zozo…?"

She gasped. Goddammit, why did illusions so often have a mind of their own? She needed more practice to fully tame her own powers. "It's cold, honey, so…"

"It is cold. I wouldn't want you to have trouble sleeping, and I'll admit I'm a little cold myself. So very well."

He wouldn't complain about it. Even if he were to find it a little embarrassing, she knew River wouldn't reject her outright. But what now? What was she supposed to do next? First, she should probably get as close to him as possible, make him feel every inch of her naked skin pressed tight against him. If she managed to make him turn around or at the very least gave him an erection, she would consider it a victory for the night.

She breathed in and out a few times to temper her nerves, which was stupid because he wasn't real, and she was perfectly aware of how stupid it was. Once she found herself ready, she began by pushing her stomach against his back, then brought one of her legs closer to his while she hoisted her other more daring leg over him to hold his legs in a kind of pincer attack. Now that he had no escape she reminded herself of how sexy she was to pump herself up and then went in for the kill, pressing her cushiony knockers on his back, squeezing them as much as possible against him before it began to hurt. Her long fur collar kept her already erect nipples from directly touching his back, but he could probably feel them anyway. It didn't help that it was pretty cold and it would be an even colder night, so even ignoring lust there was a good chance her nipples would be as icicles anyway.

Zozo heard a gulp, and hugged him tighter when she realized it didn't come from her for once. He would probably like this, wouldn't he? A beautiful lady squashing her generous, naked bosoms against him as she pulled him against her curvaceous body with her arms. He totally would get a big erection out of this, right? Right? But wait, how was she supposed to tell? He was facing away from her. It's not like she could just throw her hand there and feel it out. Should she just ask?

"Hey, stud, did my supple, snugglable titties get you rock-hard, perchance? If so, I apologize. I cannot help my girls being this fluffy and silky," she said with the stupidest smirk on her face, before burying her face on his back as she felt the embarrassment catch up to her and warm up her entire body. "Nooooo, I wouldn't be caught dead saying something like that. But I wonder if it would turn him on? J-Just the thought of him hearing me say something that lewd is…" She began to furiously nuzzle his back. "Aaaaah…"

After a few more seconds of nuzzling to calm herself down, she placed her mouth against his neck and felt her breathing return to normal. This felt really nice, having the man she loved in her arms as she squished her lithe body against him. This would surely make him see her as a woman at last! There was no way River would be seeing her as anything but a breedable female after having those smooth tits flattened against his back! The only problem was that she wouldn't get to see his face so it would be hard to gauge his reaction and know whether she was going too fast or if it was safe to push harder.

Zozo stood up, walked around River and then lay down in front of him. "Let's start anew." Maybe this was a better position? It would take more courage to approach him from the front, but this way she would get a good view of his facial expressions. From here, Zozo could even monitor his pants for sudden erections!

As before, she coiled her furry arms around the human, enjoying the feeling of his warmth already. She could only imagine how much comfier it would feel to hug her real trainer, with real, non-illusory warmth! She wanted that so bad!

"Zozo…?"

Oh, right. They were supposed to be starting from scratch, so she would need to convince him again. But the thing is, having her trainer stare straight into her teal eyes made it far more difficult to speak. "I-It's cold and you make my body feel hot so — b-body heat, I meant. We could share body heat."

"Oh. It is a specially cold night, that much is true."

It wasn't convincing him that would be the problem. Staring into his captivating eyes, she suddenly felt too shy to go any further. She wanted to press her body against him, but she felt very self-conscious now that he was in front of her. She shook her head. No! She had to go the extra mile! She wanted them to do more than cuddle and sleep that night! Although she also wanted them to cuddle and sleep that night, of course, but with a bit of kissing and fondling and passionate lovemaking sprinkled in.

Finally gathering the courage, and feeling very stupid because this was but an illusion concocted by her mind, she smashed her entire body against the human in a single motion. Her toned stomach against his hard abs, her svelte legs against his strong legs, and of course her pillowy hooters against his chest. This was terribly embarrassing, but she wanted her man to feel every inch of her skin on his… clothes. This would be easier if he were naked too.

"Uh…" Now that she had River in front of her she could check out his reaction, and her subconscious had decided that the illusion should react with embarrassment. Whether this was wishful thinking or not she wasn't sure, but she wasn't about to second-guess her own powers. This was a possibility, right? Zozo looked down to her enviable bust and felt a pang of pride. C'mon. She should be proud of her bombshell body. She forced herself to smile. I'm a sexy bitch, she thought to herself. I have some delicious tits and mouthwatering hips. She had to believe in herself first thing.

Feeling very pleased with herself, and even a bit arrogant as she noticed River's reddening face, she began to squish her heavy chest tighter against the human, even using her arms to squeeze them harder. She wanted him to feel her hardened nipples poking against him. She had this sinful body and she was using it, goddammit!

"Z-Zozo…" River whispered, lust tangible in his tone. The Zoroark could feel the human's irregular breathing against her heaving chest. This was mortifying to her due to how sensitive her nipples were getting, but she also loved every second of it. She would have to endure. "Aren't you too close, Zozo, my love?"

"I-I don't want you to be cold." That's it. Play the role of the innocent, naive girl. She used her strong arms to bring him into a tighter hug, moving one hand to his head to push his face against her cleavage. "I-I just want to keep you warm, I swear that's all," she said with a slight drool. Great. She was such a good actress.

Feeling his hot breath on her cleavage made her pussy squirm in rhythm with his panting. Oh no. She was getting hornier than she had expected and this wasn't even the real thing. Did she have this little self-restraint? Did her trainer turn her on this much? Then Zozo felt something hard poking against her thigh and her face contorted into the widest, stupidest grin she had every displayed. Yeeees. This totally would happen. River was a young male, so of course he would get hard as steel from having his face shoved into fluffy Zoroark boobs.

"Honey? Did you get an erection?" No, hold on. Zozo shook her head. She had to play up the pure innocence angle. No mentioning erections. "Honey? Something is poking against my thigh. What is this?" she asked as she brushed a playful hand against the tightening in his pants. Yeah, that was better. She wasn't trying to be titillating on purpose to turn him on. It was just a happy accident due to how erotic her figure was! She couldn't control it!

Something Zozo had learned about her abilities was that the hornier she got, the less control she had over her illusions and the more her subconscious desires took the wheel. River, without any warning, grabbed one of her squashy ebony melons and began to fondle it in a rough fashion, eliciting a surprised yelp out of the unsuspecting Zoroark. "H-Honey?" She tried to sound scandalized, but her voice came across as lascivious and needy more than anything.

"You cannot press that immaculate, buxom vixen body against me and expect me not to get the erection of my life!" The hand that was not toying with her chest instead found its way to her buttocks and began to massage those, making Zozo gasp loud as her pussy began to let out its juices in reaction. "You were probably only cuddling up to me innocently, but now you must take accountability for having that bodacious physique that awakens passions! If you didn't want me to fuck you raw, then you should have thought of that before crushing those plump milkers against me!"

Zozo moaned in joy as River manhandled every gropeable part of her body. "Oh no! Although this was never my intention, I am to blame for making my trainer blind with lust! Now I have to accept my responsibility and let him devour my arousing body however he sees fit!"

The ghostly trainer acted as if he had a mind of his own. Again, the hornier Zozo got, the less she could predict and control her own illusions. River began to tweak one of her cold nipples like a savage while his other hand slapped her rear and then moved lower down until his fingers could graze her reddened, soaked pussy. "So you wanted to keep me warm tonight, Zozo? Oh, I know something we can do to turn up the heat all right. We're going to end up drenched in sweat, but we won't be sleeping much tonight!"

"Aah! I'm completely at your mercy, honey!" she said in a cutesy tone as she pushed River's hand harder against her sensitive breast and coiled her legs around him. "I didn't mean to turn you on, but as your loyal pokémon I have no choice but to obey! It's not like I'm doing this because I have fantasized many times about this exact scenario or anything! I'm only doing this because I'm your faithful starter!"

River moved on top of her and, offering no warning, gave her a deep passionate kiss as he kept fondling her excitable, needy body. Zozo's mouth and fur collar became soaked in saliva. River's was an illusion, but her abundant drooling was very much real, oozing down her body until it got stuck in her cleavage.

"Fuuuuck, this is too much." Zozo raised one trembling paw and closed her fist, ending the illusion. Lying on the grass face-up the black fox tilted her head back, her tongue sticking out of her muzzle. "I went too far again…" She had to take a moment to clean the slobber on her mouth and chest. Much harder to clean were the fluids on her loins. "Aaah, I want to finger myself so bad… Why did I let that illusion get so out of hand?" She pondered what to do. If all went well she was totally losing her virginity to her trainer tonight, so maybe it would be better for her to abstain from masturbating. Problem was, she had made herself too aroused to think of anything else and the convulsions of her begging pussy were becoming impossible to ignore. If she met River as she was, she would jump his bones without a second thought.

Clicking her tongue and hating how little self-control she had, Zozo began to slowly stroke her clit with one clawed hand, pawing at her swollen breasts with another. She squirmed as she fantasized about what could happen tonight. She had learned not to use her illusions while masturbating, as she often lost control and that led to… excessively embarrassing situations. She kept stimulating her sensitive sex until she lost control of her thrusting hips, squealing as she felt her orgasm coming in a rush, covering her mouth with one claw to badly conceal her wailing howls. "H-Honey…"

Satisfied, she retained her lying position for a few minutes of bliss. She would make it work, tonight. Once she recovered sensitivity in her legs, anyway.

And so, much like her, the night came. And it was every bit as cold as she had anticipated, if not more. It was the perfect excuse to coddle up to her human with the pretext of keeping each other warm. And if all went well he would make her feel warm indeed! With some luck, even her womb would feel warmer than ever!

"G'night, buddy," River said as he lay down on the naked grass. This time Zozo wasn't dealing with an illusion. They had spent some time training that evening, but now it was time to rest their tired bones.

"Good night, honey," she replied. She dragged her words, pronouncing each syllable with care. Her whole body trembled, but Zozo couldn't know if it was because of the cold or because she feared what came next.

But what point was there in delaying the inevitable? She had practiced for this very scenario. She was ready now. Really, all she had to do was press her furry body against his, how hard could that be? She tried to keep her expectations realistic, if only to avoid disappointments. Sex? Very unlikely, although not impossible. A kiss? Perhaps, if she was lucky. Giving him an erection? A reasonable goal if she acted touchy-feely. Yeah, if she managed to give him a hard-on to think about, she could consider it a victory for the night. Then sexy times would naturally follow at some point, even if it wasn't during that same night. She was a patient girl.

So… front or back? From what angle should she attack? Zozo pondered it for a second before she realized that she didn't actually dare approach from the front. Now that she had the real River in front of her, the thought of sleeping face-to-face was… She brought her hands against her chest. Be still my beating heart. That would be too embarrassing, and would require a kind of courage she didn't have. She smiled to herself, finding it funny that she was not scared of facing giant monsters and colossal beasts in battle, but was terrified of lying directly facing a human.

Then that made her choice easy. Spooning him from behind it was. Zozo lay down as she stared at his back — the grass was cold! — then moved a little closer, hesitating at the last second before making contact. She wouldn't get a good view of his face, which would make it harder to gauge his reaction. Also, if he got hard she would be none the wiser. There went her plan of innocently rubbing her legs against his loins once she noticed a bulge in his pants. Whatever. There would be more cold nights.

She approached, just a little. Now all she had to do was coil her arms around him and push her rising and falling chest against his back, and let his male instincts do the rest. She stayed there in silence, not moving an inch. She had practiced this, so why was she hesitating now? A million thoughts flashed through her mind. What if he pushed her away? What if he thought her a pervert for pressing her rack against him? No! Bad thoughts! She was ready for this. She could do it! So, invigorated by a sudden rush of courage, she rubbed her hands together, she leaned in and…

At the very last moment she turned around, having her back meet his back. She covered her eyes with one claw, feeling profoundly stupid. Why did she get cold feet at the very last opportunity? Did her subconscious exist only to cockblock her? What the hell. She could have her arms wrapped around his warm body right now, feeling his sturdy back on her chest and stomach. And instead, they were back to back. She had not practiced this position! This was like the least intimate of all sleeping positions, and turning around now would make her seem desperate. Stupid! Stupid!

"Buddy?"

Zozo gulped, shivering as her trainer's voice reached her ears. Even though they were back to back, that still meant they were still very close to each other. "I-It is a very cold night, honey…" she said, raising her head and looking back.

"That is true. And you're shivering, buddy! You must feel really cold!" he said with a soft laugh. Zozo wasn't sure if it was the cold making her tremble, but sure, let's go with that. "Gotcha covered. I can share my blanket with you."

Right, River often slept with that blanket of his. He spread it over so that it would cover Zozo too, and that made her feel bad. That blanket was small enough as it was and it barely covered River on his lonesome. He would feel even colder now that he was forced to share his blanket with her. This was the opposite of what she wanted! She wanted to keep him warm, not make him feel colder! Why was everything failing so badly for her?

But what Zozo hated the most was that she kind of liked this? She could feel her trainer's warmth, even if it was only through her back, and this blanket wasn't too shabby either. She could understand why River almost always slept with it, although it was of course nothing compared to her fluffy fur. She totally wasn't jealous of the blanket for spending all nights wrapped around River or anything silly like that, although her fur was a thousand times warmer and comfier than that stupid ugly blanket and would make River sleep so much better. Whatever. This wasn't too bad. Dozing off had proved difficult these last few days due to the cold, but she could sleep tight like this…

And then Zozo felt a pair of strong, manly arms enveloping her, and she had to remind herself not to scream. What was even happening anymore. Human arms couldn't rotate back like that, could they? Then she felt a warm breath on her neck that made her whole body squirm with delight and she understood. At some point without her realizing it, River had turned around and trapped her into a tight hug, resting his head on her voluminous, snug red mane. Now he was the one spooning her.

"You're shivering a lot, buddy. You must feel really cold," he whispered into her ear, making every muscle in her body vibrate. She wanted to let out a heavy pant but kept her mouth closed shut, embarrassed that he would hear. "Heh. We hadn't slept together like this since you were a Zorua. Anyway, good dreams, buddy." Back when she was a Zorua he would often follow up by planting a kiss to her forehead. But no kiss came this time. Zozo wasn't sure how to feel about it, as it would have been very embarrassing if he had kissed her neck or something, so maybe this was for the best.

Zozo granted herself a moment to analyze the situation. Her beloved trainer was lying behind her, with his arms wrapped around her waist and his hands meeting above her stomach, a small distance below her heaving globes. His head was buried in her lavish mane, close enough to her neck that he would accidentally kiss her by just leaning in, and his loins were grazing against her butt, although to her disappointment he wasn't pressing his groin hard against her ass or anything.

For a brief moment Zozo pondered if she had already fallen asleep and this was just a dream. This felt too nice to be real. She felt so safe fenced in his muscly arms, which was odd since she was far stronger than him. Gathering bravery she wished she had shown moments ago, she placed her hands on his above her stomach. The Zoroark had to fight the temptation to pull his hands higher so that they would bump against the underside of her boobs, plus the even greater temptation of grinding her backside against his loins in hopes of eliciting a reaction out of the male.

Dammit. She had used her illusions to practice spooning him from both sides, but she hadn't considered practicing for the possibility of her human being the one doing the spooning. That option didn't even cross her mind. Was this arrangement good? From this position she could neither see his face nor shove her melons against him to excite him, but in exchange she would immediately notice if her male ever got erect.

In fact, if she moved around a little it would be trivial for her butt to accidentally brush up against his loins to expedite the process. No one could accuse her of anything just for wiggling around a little, right? If her tossing and turning happened to make her rump grind against his cock and that got him excited, that would be an innocent accident and no one would think she was lewd or anything. And since he was holding her from behind, if he got too hard to think straight he wouldn't even need to move to access either her pussy or ass — Zozo was fine with either — so if she played her cards right she might be feeling his long rod plundering her insides within minutes, or seconds. On second thought, this position kind of rocked.

But was she bold enough to thrust her rear against him in hopes he would return the thrusting next? Because she kind of wanted to pulverize his pelvis right now, but it was better to be subtle about it. Zozo wasn't, like, a dirty girl of anything. What a silly thought! Sure, she wanted her human to slam it into all of her holes until they were all sore, but only because a loyal and reliable starter like her had the duty of making her trainer happy and she was responsible like that.

You know what? Let's freaking do this. Zozo's thighs were basically waterlogged, so at least her pussy would be lubricated and welcoming for her trainer once he decided to explore her insides with his member. Licking her lips, Zozo drove her bum briskly against River's groin, realizing a little too late that she might have put a little too much strength into her butt slam. She hoped that wouldn't hurt too much. That's about the last thing she needed. But there was no immediate reaction. She didn't feel a bulge poking against her rear, much to her displeasure, nor did the human say anything or move in any particular way.

Then, she felt a hand cupping one of her breasts. She needed a moment. After double checking that this was neither her own hand nor an illusion she dared to look down to her chest, rapidly rising and falling at the same rhythm that her beating heart. Yes, that was River's hand grasping her fluffy tit. She would recognize the human's gentle petting hand anywhere, except that instead of massaging her ears or head, the hand was stroking a much more sensitive and squishy body part this time.

Was it actually happening? Like, he was fondling her chest. There was no misinterpreting this, right? The Zoroark had such a wide, dumb smirk on her face that she was glad she was facing away from him. Oh yeah, it was happening all right. Her trainer was a young virile male and Zozo was about the only mature female company he had, so it was really only a matter of time before he gave in to his more feral instincts and tried to ravish this beautiful, womanly body of hers. She understood that as a male he had his needs, so it's not like she blamed him. Oh well. That sort of thing just happens when you're out there adventuring, you know?

With a giddy grin she placed a hand on her cheek. As his lead pokémon, it was her responsibility to make sure he wasn't pent-up and frustrated, or that could affect his performance in battle. River clearly needed to let off some steam, and if her sultry body could help with that, then what other choice did she have but to allow herself to be lovingly defiled by this unthinking depraved beast her trainer had just morphed into?

…So why in the world was he not doing anything? River had just placed his hand on her tender boob and left it at that. No kissing, no exploring with his other hand, no humping her inviting derriere. And the hand on her breast wasn't even fondling it or playing with her nipple, it was just resting there. Zozo was mighty confused. Had he suddenly grown shy? Did he maybe want her to beg for it? Like, she totally would do it if he asked for it, but only because she was wanted to help River, not because the idea made her flush red.

And then she heard a soft snore and all of her fantasies came crumbling down.

Fuck.

Incredulous and holding to a foolish hope that maybe he was just fooling around, Zozo bent her neck enough to get a look at River's face, and lo and behold, the human was fast asleep. She knew him very well after all these years, and yet she had completely forgotten a very important detail during her earlier illusion practice: River was a very heavy sleeper. Almost comically so. He would drift off to sleep as soon as he closed his eyes, and not even a booming thunderstorm would wake him up.

Zozo felt a bit annoyed, but also proud that he had fallen asleep in such a record time curled up to her. This clearly proved that her mane was the best and comfiest of pillows, and that nothing was snugger than hugging a Zoroark's warm fur and cuddly body as you nodded off. Eat your heart out, blanket! He never falls asleep so fast with you!

There's a second very important detail she had also managed to forget: River turned around a lot while sleeping. It dawned on her that the reason his hand was placed on her breast might be the result of him randomly stirring while sleeping, a mere happy accident. Disappointing. Although there was always a small chance that he had groped her on purpose and then pretended to fall asleep. A girl could dream.

Zozo heaved out a cold sigh. Boy, this would be an embarrassing position to wake up to. Or maybe not? Chances are that River would shift around many more times through the night. And even if he woke up with his hand still on her knocker, he would probably be too drowsy to notice and would sit up to stretch out his arms without even realizing where they had been. Still, Zozo had a satisfied smile on her lips. They were sleeping together and he had touched her boob for the first time! That was a step in the right direction no matter how you looked at it.

Many snowy winter nights would follow, so Zozo and her trainer would fall asleep cuddled up to each other rather often. She would always try to stay awake for as long as possible to snuggle and enjoy his warmth, but she felt too comfy in his arms and often felt asleep quick.

Unless that was one of those nights where she felt too aroused to sleep, which was like half of all nights, and River accidentally groping every part of her body in his dreams didn't help matters. So Zozo often had to furiously masturbate herself to sleep. Yes, while under his embrace. The human was too much of a heavy sleeper to notice.