~Attractive Reflection~


The quiet night within the secret garden was only offset by tones given off by various Bug-type Pokémon that made their homes here. This particular day was a time of relaxation for a certain draconic legend. Sitting at her usual swing, she went back and forth through the air, feeling the cool breeze blowing on her skin as her features were revealed in the moonlight to be that of a young woman.

Her visage was restless, a pink blush covered her face as she gripped the ropes holding the swing up tightly. 'Nh… This night has been the worst so far,' she grumbled inwardly, kicking her legs forward to propel the swing up.

Just over four years had passed since she had helped save her town and became its sole guardian. She wasn't completely alone, but the two younger guardians had taken to traveling for a while. So, here she waited for them to return.

In this time, she had mourned her brother and been consoled through this process by her best friend, Bianca. Everything this woman had done for her, and she'd never properly thanked her. She clenched her thighs together as the swing flew backward.

'Ash… Why did you have to leave? I really need you,' she thought, another feeling constraining her entirely. She had gone between feelings of desire and heat that couldn't be quenched for over four years now. Even the cold of the night couldn't stave off this feeling of wanton lust. She missed him dearly and had never been able to express her feelings before he'd gone, besides the sweet kiss she'd placed on his cheek.

That had been her best attempt to show that she cared a bit more for him. Of course, she'd run off before giving him any chance to say anything. Nowadays, if she sees him ever again, oh, she would take him for the ride of his life. Of course, that was merely a pipe dream for the young woman. Sighing, she pressed her shoes to the ground, and the swing skidded to a halt.

She heard some familiar footsteps approaching from the side and turned to see Bianca walking up. "Latias, are you okay? You're not usually up this late."

Latias acknowledged that Bianca had grown to understand her more deeply over the past few years. Their bond had strengthened to the point where they had even shared a room for a while. Both found solace in each other's company, especially now that Latias found herself alone.

Bianca's presence in the garden was motivated by this realization. The absence of Latias from her room struck her as odd. She had observed that her friend tended to retreat to the Secret Garden during specific times, though she had never questioned the reasons behind it. However, Bianca's curiosity had been piqued, compelling her to seek out Latias and uncover the mystery surrounding her frequent visits to this secluded haven.

Latias greeted her with a smile. 'Just lost in thought. Are you having trouble sleeping?' she inquired, concern lacing her words as she looked at her friend.

Bianca returned the smile. "Yeah, I've been working on my next piece. I'm hoping to really impress," she confessed. Beneath the surface, though, the stress was starting to weigh heavily on her. Bianca couldn't afford anything less than perfection, and the pressure was taking quite the toll on her.

Latias noticed the beginnings of dark bags under Bianca's eyes, and a pang of guilt shot through her. She frowned, feeling responsible for her friend's fatigue. Despite her own discomfort from the lingering effects of her current heat cycle, Latias pushed the discomfort aside, prioritizing her time with Bianca.

Latias took on a more excited expression, tightening her hands on the rope swing. 'I had no idea! What kind of piece?' she questioned her best friend.

Bianca perked up, appearing less tired. "Oh! It's one of the islands. You know, with the destroyed remains of an old castle?" Latias nodded, recalling how the tsunami had torn apart what little was left of the dilapidated stone structure.

"I know the submission isn't until next year in the summer, but I need the details to be perfect," Bianca looked down. "So, I've been practicing day and night. It's really pushing me to my limits…" She chewed her tongue a little, thinking about how to bring up a topic that had bothered her.

As she hesitated, Latias sensed there was more to her friend's concerns.

Bianca's voice softened as she continued, "And of course, I noticed you've been gone a lot too." She met Latias's gaze, a hint of concern evident in her expression.

Latias felt like a Deerling caught in headlights, wishing she could confide in Bianca about the exact problem she faced. It was an embarrassing topic, though. Fidgeting with the rope swing, she tried to avoid meeting her best friend's gaze, fearing that in this heightened state of sensitivity, Latias might lose control of herself.

'I don't know if I should tell you why… It's not very becoming of me,' Latias murmured, her voice barely audible as she attempted to hide by becoming invisible. However, the motion of the swing gave her away, and Bianca already knew Latias had stood up.

Latias felt a pleasant surprise as Bianca's arm wrapped around her shoulder, a gesture that spoke volumes about their friendship. Surrendering to the warmth of their connection, Latias let her invisibility drop and reciprocated by snaking her arm around her best friend's side. Together, they strolled through the garden, enjoying the soothing echoes of the wind chimes and the gentle rustle of leaves. The path widened as they walked until they reached the bottom of the ornate fountain, a serene spot where they could pause and enjoy each other's company.

Bianca sighed, "So, what's not becoming of you?" She pressed Latias for an answer. Latias felt a blush rise to her cheeks as she hesitated, unsure of how to articulate the matter at hand.

'It's really nothing. I promise!' Latias quickly blurted out, hoping to dismiss the topic, but Bianca wouldn't back down so easily.

Bianca sat down, pulling her best friend to sit in her lap at the edge of the spring that made Altomare possible. Both of them would sit there, and Bianca would lovingly stroke Latias's hair, which was technically her own, trying to calm her and soothe away those troubles. The water surface reflected their backs as Bianca hummed to Latias, hoping to coax her into revealing what was bothering her.

Latias cherished the moment, each stroke of Bianca's hand easing her burdens, as if the world could simply fade away and everything would be fine. 'Oh… Bianca,' she moaned softly, lost in the sensation of her friend's touch.

"Are you… feeling better, Latias?" Bianca asked, feeling Latias shiver atop her.

Latias couldn't be shivering due to the cold; it was getting a bit warm for her—absolutely too warm. Bianca noticed a spike in her body temperature, and Latias's head was warming up considerably. This raised more concern from Bianca, as Latias was typically always cool to the touch.

"Latias, are you feeling okay?" Bianca asked once again, her reflective self turning back to her with an intense blush on her face.

'Nhh… Yeah. I am,' Latias thought directly at Bianca, who had started to develop sweat drops on her own forehead.

This wasn't part of Bianca's plan at all. She had intended to offer comfort, but now the situation seemed to be taking an unexpected turn. As Bianca felt the wetness on her leg, she couldn't help but notice Latias's uncontrollable blush, adding to her confusion.

Bianca was unable to stop her question from flying out. "Um… Latias, is that?" Latias tried to hide by turning invisible on top of her, but that didn't mask the weight difference.

Latias couldn't avoid answering and reaffirmed her existence, becoming tangible. 'Sorry… Since you wanted to know… I'm going through that time of the year,' she admitted, burning with a heat filled intensity.

Bianca hastily withdrew her hands, a soft blush tinting her cheeks. "Oh… I didn't realize. I'm sorry," she murmured quickly as Latias turned to face her.

'It's okay.' Latias replied, though the blush on her cheeks lingered. Bianca attempted to diffuse the awkward energy between them, but with Latias still sitting on her and the wetness spreading to her own skirt, it was a challenging task. Latias decided to make the first move, getting up and readying to excuse herself.

As she walked away, Bianca hesitated before speaking up, "Wait." Latias stopped and turned her head back to the brunette, wondering what she wanted.

Knowing everything the two had gone through in the past four years, Bianca couldn't just let her friend be alone in this state. Uncertain of where this would lead, she felt compelled to ensure Latias's happiness, despite the embarrassment of the situation.

"How about instead of you staying here," Bianca paused, feeling Latias hanging onto her words.

"P-Perhaps we should stay together tonight?" Bianca asked, causing the legend's eyes to widen.

'A-Are you sure?' Latias asked, taken aback by Bianca's unexpected suggestion. Should she have asked for this sooner? Latias seemed to be trembling with anticipation as her best friend got up and moved closer to her.

"Let's go then," Bianca said, gently taking Latias's hand in hers. Latias couldn't help but notice how soft Bianca's hands felt as she looked into her eyes and nodded in agreement. Within mere minutes, the two of them were walking towards Bianca's and Lorenzo's home.

As they neared the front door, Bianca cast a quick look around before bending down to retrieve the spare keys secreted in their designated spot. Lorenzo's absence for the night, off with friends reminiscent of old times, presented the perfect opportunity for Latias and Bianca to reconnect in privacy.

Despite her best efforts, Latias found herself unconsciously gazing at Bianca's supple thighs and her toned physique, which stirred up unfamiliar feelings within the legend. Quickly realizing her lapse in control, Latias averted her gaze, willing herself to focus elsewhere and resisting the temptation to admire her dear friend's attractive figure further. As Bianca successfully located the spare key and swiftly unlocked the door, Latias couldn't help but wish for the heat coursing through her loins to dissipate.

Bianca gestured for Latias to come inside before closing and locking the door behind them. As she turned to face the concealed dragoness, Bianca couldn't shake off a feeling of apprehension that lingered in the air. Latias who was wearing her form seemed to be avoiding her gaze.

"I can make us some warm tea. Would you like that?" Bianca offered, to which Latias nodded in agreement. Bianca swiftly left the room to prepare the tea, gathering tea bags and filling the pot with water. As she poured the water into the pot, she couldn't help but take a moment to collect her thoughts.

'Latias is my best friend. She's someone I've known for a long while,' she thought as she clicked the instruments on the stove, and a bright flame burst out. She took the filled pot of water and set it on the burner.

Leaning back against the kitchen sink while trying to keep making a rationale, 'And we've both been through a lot in the last four years.'

Her thoughts flickered back to Latios. That had been a harrowing time, but they had mourned together all the same. The comforting presence of one another had gotten Latias and herself through it. Bianca looked up, sensing something was amiss, only to find her best friend curiously peeking her head into the kitchen.

Bianca extended a warm smile to Latias as she moved away from the counter to pull out a chair for her friend. "You might as well come and sit down," she offered gently, her eyes reflecting her kindness as she looked at Latias, who nodded in response. Quickly taking her own seat, Bianca gestured for Latias to do the same.

As they settled at the table together, the steady tick of the clock filled the silence around them. Bianca noticed the faint wisp of steam rising from the pot on the stove, indicating that the water was almost ready for tea. Latias, on the other hand, seemed preoccupied, tapping the table in an attempt to appear occupied. Bianca couldn't help but notice the deep blush still coloring Latias's cheeks, understanding the unease that lingered between them.

'What am I going to do here?' Bianca found herself pondering, hoping for a sudden stroke of inspiration, but alas, it remained elusive, just beyond her grasp.

'We could see where this goes,' Upon hearing Latias's suggestion, Bianca grimaced, caught off guard by the unexpected response.

"I'm not sure if I'm ready for that," Bianca admitted truthfully. She grappled with the idea, unsure of how it would even work. Bianca had explored her own desires before, but the thought of engaging intimately with her own body in this way felt strange and unsettling. The fact that Latias seemed unfazed by the suggestion only added to her discomfort. All the innocent moments they had shared together, playing in the garden and Latias taking on her form for the first time, now felt tainted in some way.

'Well, I can see why,' Latias acknowledged. She understood Bianca's hesitation and respected her decision either way. Latias shifted uncomfortably in her seat, feeling the heat intensify. The friction only seemed to exacerbate the situation, leaving her feeling increasingly flustered.

Meanwhile, Bianca chose to divert her attention to the pot on the stove, observing the steam rising more frequently. Anything to avoid addressing the uncomfortable topic at hand.

Latias didn't want to avoid the situation; she wanted nothing more than to embrace her friend at this point. 'I'm... Well... I could go back to the Garden if you think this is too much,' she offered, her voice tinged with uncertainty. She didn't want to burden Bianca with her own struggles, especially when they involved such intimate matters. Usually, she'd take care of it by blasting through the ocean or masturbating on a tree limb high in the air. If it came down to it, she was willing to remove herself from the situation to spare Bianca any discomfort.

Bianca took a deep breath, sighing softly. "The tea is almost done. I hope you'll stay for that."

She sensed Latias's hesitation, understanding that her friend was on the verge of leaving. But Bianca knew it wouldn't be wise to let her go, not when Latias was clearly in distress. Here sat the guardian of Altomare, experiencing the worst heat of her life.

With a sense of resolve settling over her, Bianca made a decision. She got up from her seat, walked over to the stove, and turned off the burner. Retrieving a glass pitcher from the cabinet, she carefully poured about a cup of honey into it. Latias had always been there for others, and now she needed someone to be there for her. There was only one person in all of Altomare who could provide the help Latias needed, and that person was Bianca herself.

As Bianca inhaled deeply, the aroma of fresh tea filled the air, mingling with the scent of her own perspiration. Her mind raced as she watched the water in the pot turn a darker hue, signaling that the tea was almost ready. With trembling hands, she picked up the pot and poured its contents into the waiting pitcher. Stirring the mixture with a shaky hand, she stole a quick glance back at Latias.

What she saw took her aback: Latias was trying to stealthily pleasure herself. Bianca felt a mixture of shock and discomfort wash over her as she witnessed her friend in such a vulnerable state. She knew she couldn't ignore Latias's needs, but she also wasn't sure how to approach the situation delicately.

Bianca heard the low groans emanating from her friend and felt the need to intervene. "Latias…" she trailed off, placing a cup filled with warm sweet tea on the table, hoping to distract Latias from her current activities.

Arching an eyebrow at her friend's subdued reaction, Bianca couldn't help but notice that Latias was hiding her left hand. Concern flickered in Bianca's eyes as she realized the implication. "Latias, your other hand? Is it preoccupied?" she inquired gently, sensing Latias's embarrassment.

'It's getting an isometric exercise…' Latias trailed off, causing Bianca to frown deeply. 'Would you like to join it?' Latias pushed the question, almost as if it were a barb, making Bianca wince a little. The awkward tension between them deepened further.

Bianca wasn't amused by the joke, but she understood that Latias was likely coping with the embarrassment of being caught masturbating. "Okay, I think," Bianca said, momentarily distracted by Latias's blushing face mirroring her own. Then, remembering the situation, she focused on the matter at hand: sex.

Bianca knew that if this continued, she'd likely be swept up in the moment. She felt like cutting the tension with a knife, as it was becoming almost palpable. Latias had wiped her hand on the side of her shirt, indicating her wariness of Bianca's reaction. Despite having psychic abilities, Latias restrained herself from delving into Bianca's thoughts.

Finally, Bianca made the decision to address the elephant in the room. "Okay. Let's get this out in the open. I'm fine with the idea of helping you," she stated, her voice steady yet compassionate. Latias's eyes lit up with hope at Bianca's words, but Bianca quickly added, "But only because I know you can't ask anyone else."

There was a brief pause as Latias absorbed Bianca's words. Bianca's gaze shifted momentarily, a hint of sarcasm creeping into her tone as she mentioned Latias's departed boyfriend, Ash. "Well, short of your 'boyfriend' if he hadn't left on his journey," she continued, her voice tinged with a mix of understanding and frustration. She couldn't help but feel exasperated by Ash's obliviousness to Latias's affections.

'What a dummy,' Bianca thought to herself, shaking her head in disbelief. Despite her irritation with Ash's cluelessness, she was determined to be there for Latias in whatever way she needed.

Latias quickly protested with a heavy blush on her face, 'He's not dumb... He's dashing,' she proclaimed while smacking her hand on the table, causing her tea to shake precariously.

Bianca's immediate reaction was one of sudden irritation, "Hey! Be careful!" she exclaimed, but Latias reacted swiftly and grabbed the cup, preventing any spillage.

With a slightly awkward smile, Bianca watched as Latias gingerly lifted the cup to her lips and took a sip. Her eyes widened in delight, and she quickly drank down the warm tea. Setting the cup back down, Latias closed her eyes in pure joy, savoring the comforting warmth.

Bianca couldn't help but be reminded of all the moments they had shared together, but she pushed those memories aside, focusing on the present. She knew she had to get through this, to loosen up and help Latias as best she could.

Pretty much forgetting her own tea, Bianca's rational mind struggled to push aside the cute moment and refocus on the task at hand. She glanced into Latias's eyes, reminding herself that despite the familiar appearance, Latias was actually taking on her own form.

Bianca couldn't deny that Latias looked good in her attire—the green shirt complemented her white skirt, and the thigh-high socks paired perfectly with her white shoes. It all blended seamlessly, not to mention her well-toned legs. Bianca could go on, but it made her think about something else.

"Seriously, why didn't Ash even spare me a glance?" Bianca inquired.

Latias confidently responded, 'Because I'm pretty,' prompting a grin from Bianca.

"Not quite. You used my body, remember? Plus, he never even returned your kiss," Bianca retorted, causing Latias to gasp in shock.

'I confided in you, and you're using it against me!' Latias fired back, while Bianca smirked. Latias whimpered slightly at the unfairness as her friend took the opportunity to stand up, shaking a little.

Bianca found herself giggling at their banter. It felt like old times. But she had a role to play, a part to embrace... She needed to be alluring.

Natural beauty could only carry her so far. With a graceful flick, she tossed her hair to the side, catching Latias's attention. Latias momentarily forgot her woes as her gaze locked onto Bianca. Bianca began to sway her hips lightly, bridging the gap between them in mere moments.

Leaning in, Bianca finally mustered the courage to proceed. "Shall we continue this upstairs?" she whispered in a soft, seductive tone. The blush on Latias's face deepened at the suggestion.

'Y-Yeah,' Latias stammered, acutely aware of her heightened arousal. She clenched her thighs as she rose from her seat, disregarding the chair altogether. Mesmerized by the sway of Bianca's skirt, she followed her up the stairs, her own movements feeling heavier with each step.

About halfway up, the intensity of her heat became overwhelming. Latias could feel the rush of desire coursing through her core, her thighs slick with arousal. She struggled to conceal her panting as Bianca glanced back from the top of the stairs.

Worry etched across her face, Bianca voiced her concern, "Are you okay back there?" Latias nodded shakily, her mind consumed by the fervor of her desire.

'Yeah, just give me a second,' Latias replied, her thoughts lost in the throes of her ever increasing libido.

As Latias made her second attempt, she found Bianca already extending a hand towards her. Grasping it firmly, the two ascended the stairs in a blur of movement. Entering Bianca's room, Latias felt a rush of excitement as the door clicked shut behind them.

Inside, her eyes were immediately drawn to the sight of clothes disappearing from Latias's figure, revealing her modest breasts, shapely rear, and toned physique. Latias's captivating golden eyes, usually gentle and inviting, now held a fierce intensity.

However, Bianca took the lead, refusing to yield to Latias's advances. "I think you're forgetting something, Latias," she interrupted, halting Latias's forward momentum as she gripped her by the shoulders.

Pulling Latias to the side and pushing the girl to sit on the edge of her bed, "I'm calling the shots," Bianca said, pulling her top up and over her head before tossing it onto the floor.

Latias watched with wide eyes as Bianca gave her a saucy wink, reaching around back to unhook her bra before slowly letting it trail to the floor. "Latias, isn't it better to slow down a bit… Unwind and," She trailed her hands down her slender stomach and her thick thighs until she was hooking her thumbs underneath the elastic band on her skirt.

"Enjoy the nuance?" She asked the Legend, who could only squeak as she watched the piece of clothing fall down her slender legs.

Bianca grinned, turning around to sit down on Latias's lap this time, clad in only her panties. Bianca turned her head, pecking Latias on the cheek. "How about we start mildly?" she asked the legend.

Bianca grabbed Latias's arms and brought them to her front. "Show me a little love," Latias nodded eagerly, starting by caressing Bianca's stomach sensually. Bianca trembled, giggling a little as each finger played across her taut belly. She could feel Latias' breath on her neck.

"More?" Bianca's voice quivered with anticipation, a hint of desire lacing her words. The sensation of Latias's tongue against her nape sent shivers down her spine, igniting a primal urge within her. With each gentle touch and teasing lick, the spark of arousal grew, fueling her growing need for more.

As Latias continued to lavish attention on her neck, Bianca's breath hitched, her body responding eagerly to the exquisite sensation. Her thighs clenched involuntarily, aching for release from the tantalizing touch of her panties against her heated flesh. "Please," she whispered, her voice laden with longing, "Don't stop."

Bianca sighed with pleasure, her body arching involuntarily as she leaned back into the bed, pulling Latias closer to her. The bed squeaked softly under their combined weight, but neither of them paid it any mind as Latias continued to lavish attention on Bianca's body. Latias was determined to please the woman who had declared herself in charge, and she skillfully teased and caressed her with expert precision.

Feeling Latias's hand move up to cup her soft breasts, Bianca's breath caught in her throat, a soft gasp escaping her lips. The sensation of Latias's fingers teasing her nipples sent a jolt of pleasure through her, her arousal reaching new heights with each delicate touch. Bianca's desire surged, her body responding eagerly to the exquisite stimulation.

With a newfound confidence, Bianca reached up to stop Latias's movements, eliciting a soft whine from the dragoness. But Bianca was determined to take control now as she had said before, and it was time for her to return the favor.

Bianca got up, turning around to meet her reflection. "Latias, come here," she beckoned, pulling the dragon Pokémon up into a sitting position beside her. With a playful smile, Bianca seated herself in Latias's lap, her arms wrapping around the Pokémon's neck as she leaned in for a passionate kiss.

Their tongues danced together in a heated embrace, each vying for dominance until Latias's unique abilities came into play. Bianca's eyes widened in surprise and pleasure as Latias's longer, more agile tongue dominated her own, slipping deep into her mouth. Bianca's head spun with desire as she felt Latias's tongue exploring every inch of her mouth, even dipping into her throat. Bianca thought she was giving head to the dragoness.

Pressed tightly together, their bodies melded in a sensual embrace, their breasts pressing against each other with a tantalizing warmth. Bianca lost herself in the moment, surrendering completely to the intoxicating pleasure of their passionate kiss.

Latias withdrew her tongue with a swift, sensual motion, eliciting a lustful groan from Bianca as their lips parted. With a playful flick of her tongue across Bianca's, Latias licked her lips and winked slyly at her companion. As her hands trailed down Bianca's sweaty sides, Latias leaned in closer, her fingers skimming along the edge of Bianca's slick panties.

Bianca grinned mischievously and reached out to boop Latias on the nose, causing the Pokémon to pause in her movements, a playful glint in her eyes.

"No, this isn't about me. It's all for you, Latias," She said, giggling as the legend scrunched her nose up at this treatment.

But Bianca... You're soaked down here... You want this,' Latias countered, her voice filled with desire. Bianca leaned in, causing Latias to fall backward onto the bed. Bianca snuggled up to the legend, her breath warm against Latias's ear.

"Maybe I do, but you're the one suffering. I think a guardian should be treated special. Don't you?" Bianca whispered softly, her words sending shivers down Latias's spine. A light nip at her ear made Latias shiver even more, and she nodded eagerly, emitting a needy moan as Bianca dragged her tongue lightly down the side of her ear. Bianca smiled, knowing her teasing was having the desired effect.

Bianca continued her sensual exploration, trailing kisses along Latias's cheek and down toward her collarbone. Latias couldn't help but hitch a breath at the pleasurable sensation, her body responding eagerly to Bianca's touch. As Bianca moved closer to her breasts, Latias let out a soft moan of wanton need.

'Oh!' Latias gasped as Bianca kissed her nipple, her tongue circling around the sensitive bud before giving it a hard tug. Bianca's skillful touch, combined with the sensation of her teeth teasing the rigid nipple, sent shivers of pleasure coursing through Latias's body. With a more powerful suck, Latias trembled, overwhelmed by the intense pleasure radiating from her chest.

Bianca's eyes caught Latias' own before she let the nipple free with a pop. Her areola shined with Bianca's spit, but the dragoness couldn't focus on that because her friend was already claiming her lips again.

Bianca's tongue prodded for entrance while she slid a hand down the sweaty human form taken by Latias. Her friend enjoyed feeling the contours of her own body, rubbing certain spots that she knew the legend would love and showed with a particularly rough shiver. Bianca's hand deftly swooped down, rubbing the Eon's labia with intent. Beads of wetness dripped down her dancing fingers.

Latias' hips ground against Bianca's hand as the slick digits prodded for entrance. With a shlick, her eyes widened. "Laaaa!" She let out the moan recklessly, twitching, closing her eyes and feeling another slide in beside the first. Bianca ruthlessly slammed her fingers in and out, wanting nothing more than to hear those moans. She could feel Latias' heart beating through her breast, the tightening of her vaginal muscles, and the yearning for an end to all the pleasure.

Bianca spoke up with the same low dulcet tone from earlier. "Cum for me, Latias. Come on, baby." She pressed deeper, feeling Latias thrust her hips down onto the hand delving through her clenching insides. Suddenly, the rush of electric pleasure made the powerful knots in her stomach twist.

The dam didn't just break; it was utterly crushed. Latias' pussy clenched tight around the questing digits, squirting her juices down Bianca's arm and into her bed sheets. Latias rode out the contractions as those fingers continued pumping in and out, drawing more and more heated raw emotion from her aching folds.

Latias would've gritted her teeth in bliss if she didn't have a tongue shoved in her mouth. Her friend's ever-deepening kiss cut out the very idea and replaced it with a hum of pleasure. The disguised dragoness melted against her lover as said form began to fall. A panting white and red legend replaced the copy of Bianca that was once there. All this lovely little Eon could do was fall back and stare at the ceiling. Bianca's fingers were freed from their loving prison as she gave them an experimental lick.

"Whipped cream? That's different," Bianca noted. She then decided to lay down next to her friend, reveling in the soft coos of her lovely partner. Latias was coming down from the pleasure high, her body still shaking like a leaf. It was a good shake, and sweat dripped down her aerodynamic form. When Latias finally had the sense to look away from the ceiling, she turned to see Bianca snuggling against her.

The warmth of her friend mixed with the coolness of her usual body temperature made for blissful cuddling. Latias' mind caught up with her carnal emotions as she realized that Bianca had gotten her off. Yet, her best friend was trying to merely rest unquenched. Emotions rolled off Bianca, who couldn't quite sleep if the same fingers she'd just used to please the legend had anything to say about it.

Bianca's arousal was evident as she pleasured herself through her panties, the natural lubrication causing her thighs to glisten with moisture. Despite her efforts to suppress them, sinful hisses of pleasure escaped her lips with each tantalizing touch. Frustrated by the soaked fabric, Bianca shifted her drenched underwear to the side, revealing her plump labia.

An overwhelming sense of desire coursed through her as she slipped two fingers inside herself, eliciting a lust-filled moan from deep within. Latias, sensing Bianca's need for release, was determined to bring them both to the heights of ecstasy, not just herself.

Her eyes glowed blue, stopping her friend's playful digits. 'Bianca? Let me help you,' Latias whispered into her mind.

Bianca looked guilty, edging a glance while wishing she could edge herself. "This night was for you, Latias. I can't ask you for that."

Latias nudged her best friend. 'Come on. I can't rest easy knowing that you're still desperate to get off.' She gave her the best begging eyes the Eon could manage.

Bianca narrowed her eyes, but those pleading eyes wore her defenses down quickly. Weighing her options and seeing that the legend wasn't going to give in easily made her rethink everything. Sitting up, Bianca gave a smoldering glance at the Eon.

"Just do what you can quickly…" Bianca trailed off, her pinkening cheeks practically glowing.

Latias let out a happy trill, and seconds later, Bianca found herself lying on the pillow. The brunette could feel the warm wet spots on her mattress. "Going to have to clean those later…" she lamented.

Now, though, she had a new problem. A psychic glow took hold of the elastic band of her drenched undergarments. Latias smiled, slowly pulling the panties down, watching as the wispy web of juices broke connection with the frilly underwear. The mere thought of what was coming next ignited a fiery sensation within her.

Latias balled them up once they slipped off and tossed the obstructing clothing to the side. Though she may have been told to be quick, the dragoness still aimed to infuse the moment with sensuality. Meanwhile, Bianca looked on hotly at her best friend. Slowly, she submissively spread her legs, offering Latias a view that would weaken anyone. Seeing that, the Eon hesitated.

Bianca smiled, noting with satisfaction that her charms even captivated a Pokémon. "You insisted on this; don't make me wait," she purred, her folds glistening as she spread them invitingly and beckoned the feathery dragon with a finger. Latias nodded dumbly in response.

The sight of Bianca's glistening folds and her seductive invitation sent a shiver of anticipation down Latias's spine. Despite her initial hesitation, the Eon Pokémon couldn't deny the primal urge stirring within her. With a sense of determination, she leaned in closer, her breath quickened.

As Latias moved closer, her heart raced with excitement, her mind filled with a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. She was about to cross a line she had never dared to approach before, but the intoxicating allure of Bianca's offer was too potent to resist.

'Okay, I'm going to start,' Latias announced, her voice tinged with anticipation. With a determined expression, she bent her long neck down, bringing her face tantalizingly close to Bianca's glistening folds. The sight of the juicy folds seemed to wink at her, teasing her with their enticing promise.

As Latias inched closer, her warm breath tickled Bianca's labia, eliciting a small gasp from her best friend. The sound sent a shiver of excitement down Latias's spine, fueling her determination to explore this newfound desire to its fullest.

Bianca frowned, her impatience evident as she reached out and grabbed Latias firmly by her ear tuft. "I need you now!" she demanded, pulling the lovely red and white dragon directly between her crotch, enveloping Latias in her juices.

Latias was momentarily taken aback by Bianca's forceful gesture, but the intense aroma of her arousal only heightened her own desire. Without hesitation, she dove in, pressing her long draconic tongue eagerly against Bianca's wet folds. The taste of her friend's essence was intoxicating, and Latias couldn't help but moan softly as she worked her tongue over every inch of Bianca's sex.

Bianca's breath hitched as Latias delved deeper, her tongue expertly teasing and caressing each sensitive spot. With each flick and swirl, Bianca's moans grew louder, encouraging Latias to continue her ministrations.

Lost in the heat of the moment, Latias pressed closer, her own desire driving her to please Bianca even more. She could feel the tension building in Bianca's body, the telltale signs of an impending climax.

Latias was ready for a final showing, she snaked her tongue into the shape of a swirling vortex deep inside her best friend. She then started to thrust it back and forth inside the clenching sex. Bianca was practically shouting in ecstasy at this point. Thrusting her hips to match the strength of the legends thick tongue. Latias power fucked her for everything she was worth.

With each thrust of her hips, Bianca's moans grew louder, her body writhing with pleasure as she surrendered to the sensations overwhelming her. Latias could feel the tension building in Bianca's body, the telltale signs of an impending climax.

Determined to bring Bianca to the peak of pleasure, Latias intensified her efforts, her tongue moving with increasing speed and precision. She could taste the sweet essence of Bianca's arousal, driving her own desire to new heights. Just as the contractions built up to a crescendo, Latias slurped her tongue back out with ease.

With one final flick of her tongue, Latias sent Bianca over the edge, her body trembling with pleasure as she reached her peak. Latias had pressed back in to lap up more of the sweet nectar flowing from Bianca, savoring the taste of her friend's ecstasy.

As Bianca's breathing slowed and her body relaxed, Latias pulled back, a satisfied smile gracing her maw, though her face was still adorned with the remnants of their passionate encounter. 'Was that good?' she asked, a mischievous glint in her eyes.

Bianca could only nod, her cheeks flushed with a mixture of embarrassment and desire. "More than good," she replied, her voice husky with pleasure. "You're amazing, Latias."

Latias swiftly transformed into her best friend's form, crawling up the squeaking and soaked bed to lie beside Bianca, who rolled over to meet her face. Despite the lingering blush on her cheeks, Bianca smiled, radiating contentment.

"Thanks for that, Latias," Bianca expressed, hearing the eon trill happily in response.

As they lay side by side, the tension from their intimate moment began to dissipate, replaced by a warm sense of companionship. Latias draped an arm over Bianca's waist, pulling her close in a gentle embrace.

'You're welcome,' Latias murmured softly, her voice filling Bianca's mind with genuine affection. 'And thanks for being there for me too…'

Bianca nodded, a small smile playing on her lips. "I'll always be there for you," she whispered, leaning in to press a tender kiss against Latias's cheek. "I promise."

They remained entwined in each other's arms, finding solace and comfort in the closeness they shared. In that moment, all their worries and insecurities faded away, leaving only the deep bond between them.

~A Few Hours Later~

The door in the living room downstairs opened. Upon entering the quiet house, Lorenzo's senses sharpened. The stillness of the living room hinted that his secret was safe, and a flicker of ease graced his features. Ignoring the impulse to call out, he opted for cautious silence as he closed the door and proceeded to ascend the stairs.

He noted that Bianca's room door was shut and decided to not bother her. After all, he had his own things to do and once he saw his room door coming up. He opened it just as fast.

Now inside his room, the familiar click of the door closing brought a sense of privacy and sanctuary. With deliberate motions, he unfastened his holster, each movement a ritual of release from the day's tensions.

Lorenzo's thoughts turned dark as he stowed away his weapon, his mind replaying the unsettling encounters with Annie and Oakley. With a grim determination, he vowed to himself, "If I ever see anything resembling an Annie or an Oakley, they're going to eat lead."

The weight of his words hung in the air, a silent promise to himself, a testament to his resolve in the face of looming threats. Well, should there ever be another threat.

~End of Prequel Story~

Just as Bayleef got a prequel story that kick-started this whole thing. We finally got a story for Bianca and Latias before the main events. I enjoyed getting everything ready for this and hope you all enjoyed this little one shot too.

Special thanks to, Green_Bean_Parade for asking about this and making me go through with it.

Please leave a review and tell me what you thought and I'll see you in the next one!