Moonlight covered everything in cool silver. The scene felt like a secret dream she wasn't meant to see.
Her red eyes stayed wide and unblinking.
The strange warmth inside her had grown. Now it fluttered low in her belly like a restless Butterfree. She didn't understand it… Watching made her breath come in short, quiet puffs.
Ryan moved with steady rhythm. He pulled back slowly from Meowscarada's slick heat. His full length slid out inch by glistening inch. It looked thick and ridged. It shone wet under the moon.
Kirlia's gaze fixed on it. It's so long… almost as long as half of my arm.
She lifted her arm a little, holding it out in front of her in the moonlight, comparing. How can something that big go inside them?
Her cheeks grew even hotter. It looks impossible… but they don't mind at all.
She watched, mesmerized. The thick shape glistened as it left Meowscarada completely. Meowscarada gave a soft, trembling whine… "Nyaaaah~…" Her hips lifted like she wanted it back.
Then Ryan angled upward. He pressed forward into Lopunny's smaller, puffy entrance.
Kirlia's thoughts swirled faster. It's going in again… She pressed her thighs together without meaning to. The funny tingle spread a little more.
They look happy.
Really happy.
Kirlia's gaze locked on the sight.
The swollen pink folds parted slowly around him. They stretched to take every bit. Lopunny's body rocked gently atop Meowscarada.
A quavering "Lopuuunn~♡…" slipped from her. It didn't sound like pain at all.
Her eyes stayed half-closed and dreamy. Her long ears flopped with each careful push. They didn't look hurt in any way.
Their faces stayed flushed. Their mouths opened in little gasps and purrs.
Kirlia tilted her head. If it hurt, why did they sound so content? Why did their bodies tremble like they wanted more?
The warmth inside Kirlia pulsed stronger. Without thinking, she lifted one small hand. She placed it low on her own belly, right above the hottest spot.
Her fingers pressed lightly. She wondered how that long thing could slide so deep without breaking anything. It looked impossible. Yet they seemed to like it very much…
Time blurred. The night filled with wet sounds and breathy cries. Kirlia lost track of how long she had watched.
Her thighs still squeezed together. She chased the odd tingle without knowing why.
One finger drifted lower, brushing curiously over the front of her dress where the warmth felt strongest… a tiny, shaky "Kirr~…" escaped her lips… so quiet she barely heard it herself.
Then Ryan's rhythm changed. His hips rolled deeper and harder. His body tensed.
A low groan came from his throat… "Nngh…"
Kirlia's heart skipped.
He buried himself fully inside Lopunny one last time. His back arched. A strong shudder ran through him.
Soon white stuff spilled out around where they joined. Thick, pearly strands trickled down Lopunny's folds. They dripped slowly onto Meowscarada below.
Some caught in the light-green fur. It glistened like fresh dew.
For some reason the sight tugged at Kirlia.
Her feet moved before she could think.
One tiny step forward…
Snap.
A twig cracked under her foot, sharp and sudden in the quiet night.