Warmth…
That was the first thing I felt…
A deep, familiar warmth wrapped around my body, plush and heavy, comforting like every other morning yet somehow richer this time.
My mind stayed hazy and unfocused.
My body felt spent, a pleasant exhaustion settling into every muscle. My breathing was slow and heavy, still carrying echoes of last night's passion.
…Then fragments of last night flickered through my mind, blurred, soft and messy.
Too many overlapping sensations and emotions blurred together.
And then…
It rushed all at once.
Straight to my mind.
In an instant, my face burned red like a ripe Tamato Berry.
Flashes of how bold I had been slipped through my thoughts, making them stumble completely.
For a moment, I just stayed there, frozen, very aware of where I was… and how I had ended up like this.
But…
The warmth around me didn't change.
If anything, it felt even more comforting.
The embarrassment didn't disappear, but it slowly eased… settling into something quieter, softer.
And somewhere in that calm, a small sense of calm satisfaction remained.
Then, as my mind slowly settled into a quiet calm, that feeling became clearer.
Something soft was pressing against my cheek, warm, plush and nice…
I didn't need to look to know what it was or why.
As I already knew from that familiar scent… from that gentle rise and fall… and from that calm, steady heartbeat.
It was Lopunny.
My sweet, gentle Lopunny.
And, honestly?
I didn't feel like moving.
For a while, I just stayed there, half-asleep, half-aware, letting myself sink deeper into that warmth.
Listening.
A heartbeat.
Slow.
Gentle.
Comforting.
…Yeah.
Definitely not getting up yet.
Later, as time slowly passed, with faint Pidgey calls echoing outside, I finally forced myself to move.
Slowly, I opened my eyes.
My vision stayed blurry for a moment… then gradually cleared as I shifted slightly.
I had been lying straight, but my face had been turned into Lopunny's chest. One of her arms rested over me, holding me in place even in her sleep, while her body leaned slightly toward me, almost curled protectively.
Carefully, I moved just enough so I wouldn't wake her.
Her ears twitched faintly.
Still, I managed to turn my head slightly and look around.
On my right, Gardevoir lay close, her hand resting gently over. Her expression was peaceful, though a faint blush still lingered on her face.
Guess last night wasn't exactly light for her either.
Then, I felt something else.
A soft, familiar weight between my legs.
And of course it was none other than Meowscarada…
Curled comfortably between my legs like she owned the place, completely relaxed, breathing slow and every now and then her tongue would lazily flick out, giving my cock a slow, sleepy little taste, as if checking whether I was still here.
I couldn't help but chuckle. Even half-asleep, she was still the same mischievous cat.
Then I felt a slow, deliberate movement between my legs. Her eyes opened.
And immediately locked onto my cock, which had grown half harder under her sleepy licks…
That familiar, mischievous gleam appeared instantly.
"Nyaa~♡"
Her grin said enough on its own.
Lopunny stirred next, nuzzling closer against my side.
"Lop~"
Her arms tightened slightly, soft and warm, as if unwilling to let me go just yet.
Then Gardevoir stirred. Her eyes opened slowly, a faint trace of shyness still there… but beneath it, something calm, and certain.
"Gar~♡"
Her hand pressed gently against me, her gaze meeting mine in quiet understanding.
I didn't need words to know what they meant.
A soft breath left me, a small smile forming on my lips. "Morning, everyone…"
And just like that, the peaceful morning didn't stay peaceful for long.
Meowscarada's eyes were already sparkling with that familiar, playful hunger, as if whispering.
Morning milk time, boss…
—
An hour later…
I was out on my usual morning run with Meowscarada, Lopunny, and now evolved Gardevoir.
Barely ten minutes had passed when my legs began to feel heavy, like someone had replaced my muscles with stone.
"…Tch…" I let out a breath and slowed down.
A few more steps later, my body finally gave up. I sat down on a nearby bench, chest rising and falling in slow, heavy waves.
I looked at myself. Over the past year, I had grown much stronger, and my stamina had improved far beyond what it used to be.
But doing it with all three of them at once had clearly pushed me to my limit.
Thankfully, berries in this world were basically cheats.
After eating a few sweet Oran Berries, my strength returned almost immediately.
Otherwise, I would probably still be lying in bed.
Meowscarada sat beside me on the bench, tail flicking lazily. I glanced at her and noticed her eyes drifting toward my pants with a familiar mischievous glint.
"…Don't," I warned.
She only grinned wider, clearly ignoring me, paws inching closer anyway.
But before I could say anything else or stop her…
A sharp bolt of electricity shot straight toward me.
Before it could hit, Gardevoir moved.
She stepped forward with graceful speed, raising one hand. A pink psychic barrier shimmered into existence, and the Thunderbolt slammed into it, scattering harmlessly into sparks.
At the same time, Meowscarada's grin vanished as she moved.
Her body blurred forward like a shadow, cutting straight through the direction of the attack source and into the nearby bushes where it had come from.
Lopunny immediately moved beside me, taking a protective stance, eyes scanning the surroundings while keeping herself between me and any follow-up attack.
My expression hardened.
"…Team Rocket?" I muttered.
I got up instantly and ran in the same direction.
When I arrived, Meowscarada was already there.
She had already beaten the attacker down and pinned it firmly to the ground. It had clearly struggled back at first, but in just a few seconds, it was completely overwhelmed and subdued.
It was an Eevee.
Its fur was messy and disheveled, dirt clinging to its body. One side of its face was pressed into the ground, slightly squashed from the impact, giving it a worn-out expression as it weakly tried to push itself up but failed.
I stepped forward.
Meowscarada straightened up and lifted it by the scruff, holding it like a kitten. Despite her calm expression, her eyes remained sharp and alert.
The moment it saw me and my Pokémon approaching, the Eevee stiffened. Its eyes burned with resentment.
It thrashed in Meowscarada's grip, kicking its tiny legs and twisting its body, still trying to break free. A frustrated, sharp cry slipped out as it struggled.
"vee… vee…!!"