The love potion that Cary had accidentally drank was flowing through her veins still. It was going to last quite awhile, her eyes were only for her Hisuian Typhlosion friend. She couldn't go 10 minutes without thinking about him, his soft belly, his warm fur, his heated breath, his throbbing cock...it was enough to make the Glaceon drool. She was OBSESSED with Apothe to the point that it occaisionally interfered with her work as a potion maker. Apothe was a different story. The male had been...appreciative...of his Glaceon friend's attraction to him. He loved the sex and was willing to give it but the two had discovered her accidental consumption of the love potion only a couple weeks after she drank it. Before he could in good conscious admit his own feelings, he wanted to know that hers were real after the potion wore off. And so their sex continued through the summer.

This week was different though; a month into their activities of running the potion store and fucking her brains out and something new had entered the equation. It was prime mating season for Typhlosions everywhere on the continent. Apothe was DEEP in rut. He had even gotten paranoid he had accidentally drank the same potion she did at one point but the male learned while walking around in public that his loins were tingling and needed a mate to knock up.

One would think considering their situation, Apothe would simply bury himself inside of Cary and cum until his rut was gone but this week was a long and arduous one because of their own personal resistences. She wanted to get fucking destroyed by Apothe but wanted to also see how long she could last without him. Apothe wanted to plow her into the dirt, but had resigned himself to resist her urges. The week was tempting between both Pokemon as multiple times their urges screamed at them but they resisted. After a long an arduous week...he was the first of the two to cave.

One week into Apothe's dilemma, Cary had felt sort of proud that she was able to resist the love potion for so long. She was trying her best but still struggled throughout the day. Apothe however was faltering, a fellow Typhlosion had told him a few days ago that this particular season was extremely powerful on their kind. All morning into the afternoon she watched him suffer through it, but still he was capable of selling potions. At around 2 in the afternoon, she watched Apothe flip the sign on the door to "closed". His gaze turned towards her and he exhaled a steamy breath. She noted his body twitch a little. Whatever resistance she had put up all week evaporated and like that her love potion's rather persistent tendrils infested her brain. Her thoughts rapid-fire thought of all of the lewd positions she wanted that cock of his shoved into her. There was one slight bit of holding back from Apothe as he turned towards her, cock throbbing in the open as he opened his mouth,

"Cary I...I can't-"

The Glaceon didn't let him finish. She pounced him, pulling his belt off throwing off her own articles of clothing,

"Apothe, Ive been dying all week for this. I don't care what your kind is going through, I just don't know why we stopped."

His instinct kicked in and he rolled her onto her stomach. Cary spread her legs, her mind begging for her friend to penetrate her after what felt like an eternity. He speared into her, not even thinking about anything else and they gasped in pleasure as sweet relief flooded their minds. Today was going to be a long but welcome comfort.