Yay, new chapter, and thanks for all of the recovery wishes. Arms are done healing, my leg is about done, but I had to get the eye removed. Besides that everything going fine.

Chapter 2, Desperation

Lora walked around trying to find somewhere far enough from the campground to be alone. After about a minute of walking she managed to find a small cliff overlooking the forest.

She sat down and muttered to herself, "I can't believe I'm going to do this."

Minor lemon warning.

Another burning sensation came from her core again the moment she slipped her hand into her shorts and touched her womanhood. She imagined Mike rubbing and kissing as she slowly started to rub her folds already wet from the heat. It wasn't long until her nipples slowly erected out from underneath her fur. She slowly fondled one of her breasts with one hand while slowly rubbing her clit with her other, moaning louder then before to herself as the burning sensation came back. She got up and slipped the blue shorts off as she pressed her hand on the ground as she slowly lowered herself over the spike on her hand. Luckily the spike wasn't long enough to to hurt herself. She slowly moved up and down on the spike and grabbed her breast and started to squeeze it. Slowly increasing her speed she started to shake her breast and started to press and pinch her nipple.

All she she thought about Mike doing this to her. Lora wanted it more than ever. She couldn't take it anymore. Even just one night. Even if it was just one kiss, she was tired of waiting for it. She just wanted something. She needed anything. She began to cry out of the mixture of the heat, how hopeless it seemed with Mike, and the disgust of her masturbation. She felt that she was close and sped up even more as she kept on moaning to herself. She let out a massive moan as she felt her walls shutter as her fluids spilled on to her hand.

Minor lemon over.

Back at the tent Mike just laid there, staring at the roof of the tent thinking to himself. He didn't ask where she was going because he knew what was wrong. It was her heat season. The most akward part was that he was pretty sure that he was the only guy for miles because the entire time he was in this forest he hadn't seen a single pokémon. Not to mention that this was Lora's first heat.

He heard footsteps coming from outside of the tent and knew that Lora was coming back so he pretended that he was asleep. She was softly crying to herself when she came in and got in her sleeping bag. He would have been able to fall asleep if it wasn't for the overwhelming amount of the arousing scent filling the tent and Lora's sobs. He felt her paws grab on to his shirt and started to gently nudge and shake him awake. He sat up and looked at Lora's tear filled eyes as she hugged Mike tightly, bringing their heads over each other's shoulders.

"It hurts so much." she said as her tears ran down Mike's shirt.

"I know it does." he said hugging her back.

She continued crying, and a minute later Mike spoke again.

"I'm not going to judge you Lora. I know what heat does to pokémon, I can't imagine how painful it is but I know not yourself during it. I'm going to help you through this." he said and patted her back.

She just couldn't take it anymore. She barely made it through one day. She couldn't stand the thought of going through an entire week of heat.

"Please, just make it stop." Lora begged, "I can't take it anymore."

Mike just looked at her, shocked by the request.

"Please." She repeated.

He looked straight into her tear filled eyes.

"Just this once." He said hesitantly.

"Thank you." She said.

Lemon warning.

Lora laid down on the sleeping bag and held the pillow to her chest with her legs crossed as she took off the blue shorts.

"Please be gentle." She said.

"I will." Mike responded.

She watched him take his jeans off and blushed at the sight of the bulge in his boxers. He positioned himself above Lora as she slowly started to spread her legs, increasing the size of the blush on her face. Lora stared at Mike's eyes as she heard his boxers slide down his legs, afraid to look down. She let out a sharp moan as she felt Mike enter her, blush still growing. He continued to move in slowly until he hit something that made them both shutter.

Her hymen.

"Just warn before you do it." She said nervously.

"Ok, one... two...three!" Mike said and hilted.

Lora screamed both mentality and physically, and held on to Mike as hard as she could as she cried. The pillow luckily stopped her from impailing Mike whith her chest spike. The pain from her shattered hymen was too much. It felt worse than her heat.

Two minutes later her cries began to die down and her grip on Mike losen. She looked back up at Mike and gave him a shy nod to show him she was ready. He slowly moved back and forth in the beginning at what seemed to be a painful slow rate, but it wasn't a problem for long as he began to to move faster at pretty decent rate. The heat was telling her to moan while her will told her to hold it in. As soon as he hit her g-spot the last of her willpower was gone as she let out a sharp and loud moan. She moaned every time Mike ramed into her. She felt him tense up as as he started to to let out moans of his own.

"Lora, I'm getting close." He warned.

As soon as he said it Lora reached her climax. With one final thrust he pushed himself asfar in as he could and shot eight strings into her. It felt amazing to Lora. The combination of the warm feeling inside of her and her dissipating heat felt better than she could imagine. His arms and legs gave out as he fell on top of Lora. As Lora passed out she could have sworn Mike said something, but she fell asleep before she could hear it correctly.

Lemon over.

She woke up to feel her's and Mike's bodys pressed together with the pillow still between them. She saw Mike looking at her with a blush on his face, effectively making her do the same. She grabbed her shorts and ran out of the tent as fast as she could.