Bedtime, then breakfast and a chat.

Slowly, you and the Vermillion pair recover from the intensity of your orgasms, Kayla still clinging to her master as she sits in his lap. You and Daniel share goofy smiles with each other, and the blonde gives you a thumbs up. That may have been even better than your first threesome with them, and you can’t wait to see how much these continue to improve, because you doubt it was the last.

After a little while, the brunette speaks up. “That was… incredible, boys. I don’t think I’ve ever felt that good before. Holy shit…”

“Yeah, that was amazing. Thank you, Kayla.” You reply, probably still smiling like an idiot.

“Why are you thanking me? I definitely came the most out of all of us.” The girl says, giggling.

“Yeah, and you deserved to after that awesome win you had earlier today. All the orgasms for our little super trainer.” The muscular blonde says, kissing his lover on the temple. “Want some more?”

“N-No, I think that’s enough for one night. I’m tired.” The girl’s recovering face becomes flushed once more, and she cranes her neck up to give her master a quick kiss. “Is that okay? Can we go to bed?”

“If that’s what you want, Kay. And that’s probably for the best, we should get an early start tomorrow. Should be our last day in this bat-infested hell, hopefully.” The blue-eyed boy says, gently lifting his **** to her feet as he stands. The two begin to pick up their clothes, redressing themselves.

“We’ll probably still have to camp out on Route 4 for a night though, before we reach Cerulean.” You point out, putting your own clothes back on as well.

“Yeah, but there won’t be bats out there. Automatic improvement.” Daniel grumbles, causing his not-quite-girlfriend to giggle again.

“I can’t believe they bother you so much. I think they’re kinda cute!” The green-eyed girl says, poking her master in the ribs.

“I’m just tired of fighting them over and over and over, ever since we got in here. I’d be fine with never seeing a bat again in my life once we’re out of here.” The buff blonde sighs, shaking his head while you and Kayla both chuckle.

The three of you get settled into bed, you in your own sleeping bag and the Vermillion trainers cuddling in one together. You honestly don’t feel left out by this though, you’re just happy to be let into their lives as much as you have been. And it’s cute to see the two of them, who refuse to define themselves as a couple, snuggle and go to sleep together. Really, how much more like a couple can they get? You aren’t sure why they’re beating around the bush with it so much, but you suppose that everyone goes at their own pace. They’ll get there, eventually.

“Goodnight, Daniel, Kayla.” You say as you tuck yourself into your bedroll.

“Night, Casanova.”

“Goodnight, Red.”

…

The smell of cooking food rouses you from your slumber, and you groan as you blink yourself awake. Sitting up and rubbing the sleep out of your eyes, you gaze around blearily at the camp. Kayla is sitting up as well, half asleep as she watches her master work. Daniel has a fire going again, and is holding a skillet over it, cooking… pancakes!

“How the hell do you manage these meals in a cave, dude? Seriously, it’s incredible.” You say, stretching your arms out until you tremble a little.

“Sorcery. That or I’m just that good. Morning!” The energetic young man says cheerfully, flipping another flapjack onto a stack on a plate next him where several are already piled up.

“Mornin’ Red…” Kayla murmurs, barely awake herself.

“Good morning you two. Sleep well?”

“As well as can be expected in a sleeping bag on the floor of a cave, I guess.” Daniel pours another batch of batter into the skillet, starting up another pancake. “How about you?”

“Like a log.” You respond, cracking your neck. And you don’t just feel well rested this morning, you feel like yourself again. Which is to say, you have morning wood, even after the threesome last night. Yesterday morning must have just been a fluke of some kind, or something weird. Either way, you’re horny, and taking care of it yourself right now would be a little awkward… There is another option though. “Hey, Kayla?”

“Hm?” The green-eyed girl looks up at you, eyes half closed, and you feel a little bad about asking her to do this. But it’s not like you’re going to **** her or anything, just ask.

“I’ve woken up with a bit of an ‘issue’. If you aren’t too tired, would you be able to help me out?” You request gently.

The cute brunette smiles at you, and stands up. “Of course I don’t mind, silly. We have a little while before breakfast, right Daniel?”

“Yup. Knock yourselves out. Just try and be quick about it.” The blonde replies, focusing on making breakfast.

“Great!” Kayla does a big stretch as she stands, waking herself up a bit, then starts to make her way over to you. She sits down beside you as you pull out of your sleeping bag, then lays a hand on the bulge in your jeans. “I’m not sure this is just ‘a bit of an issue’, Red. It seems very serious.” The Vermillion girl says with mock concern.

You smirk, playing along. “It really is. Please, I really need your help.” The brunette gives you a swift kiss, unzipping your fly and fishing out your erect cock as she does so.

“I know just the thing for this, don’t you worry.” Giggling, the slim girl brings her face down into your lap, and begins laying little kisses all over the tip of your penis as she strokes its length. You groan lightly at the early morning attention and at the stimulation to the more sensitive part of your member, but Kayla doesn’t stop there. The sleepy girl seems to be waking up quickly, and she suddenly takes half of your shaft into the wet caver on her mouth, using her hand on the other half.

The green-eyed girl gets into a rhythm, bobbing up and down on your dick while rubbing it with her hand, tongue flicking around the head whenever she’s at the top. The pleasure is intense, and it’s honestly remarkable how good at blowjobs she is, though she has had plenty of practice with Daniel. And you, at this point. You don’t feel like you’re going to last a super long time, but you don’t necessarily want to anyway. You can see that breakfast is close enough to being done, and you don’t want to delay it or stop halfway through. So you don’t even try to hold on or prolong your pleasure; once your orgasm hits you, you just tell Kayla and let her do her thing. She removes her hand and begins pushing her head all the way up and down your length, sending you over the edge after only about five minutes. It’s far from the largest load you’ve ever shot, and the brunette gulps it all down with practiced ease.

The now completely awake young woman pops up off of your cock, and licks her lips. “There we go. All better?”

“So much better. Thank you, Kayla. And sorry about asking you for this so early in the day.” You grab her into a tight hug, stroking her light brown hair affectionately.

“No need to apologize. I told you before, you can ask me for anything, anytime, just like Daniel can. I meant that, you know! Don’t be afraid to take advantage of it… or of me, I guess.” She rustles your hair back as she replies, green eyes looking up at you warmly.

Before you can reply, Daniel’s voice cuts in. “Good timing you two! Pancakes are all done!” You and Kayla turn as the golden-blonde approaches the two of you, three plates balanced in his arms. “Here you go!” The cook hands each of you a plate of fluffy flapjacks, as well as utensils and a small bottle of maple syrup each. He then plops down next to you both, and the three of you dig in.

The pancakes are amazing of course, and at this point you’re starting to not even be surprised by the blonde’s culinary prowess. “These are great! Just like everything else you’ve made, Daniel. And you had all this cutlery and these syrup bottles just in your bag? Do you prepare for everything? How do you even fit all this stuff?”

“Glad you like ‘em! I knew I wanted to make these a special treat at some point, that’s why I brought the syrup, and I figured the day after Kayla’s big win would be perfect. As for how I do all of this… dark magic. Don’t ask.” The blue-eyed young man answers, grinning.

“Hmm, something your sister taught you, maybe?” You guess.

“Well if you want to take the fun out of it, then fine. Yeah, she taught me a lot of things about wilderness survival, including how to pack efficiently. One of many things she taught me and then I became better than her at.” Daniel shoves another forkful of pancake into his mouth after he finishes his statement.

His **** laughs at this. “I’m not sure the Lieutenant would agree with you on that last point. She’s plenty good at this stuff herself.”

Mouth still slightly full, the blonde replies. “Hey, I’m at least a better cook than my sister. Her stuff is all basic survival food, no flavor or fun.”

Swallowing your most recent bite, you ask a question. “Hey, there’s something I’ve been wondering.” The pair each look at you curiously. “What is Lt. Surge’s first name? I’ve never heard it said on TV or anything, and you guys never say it either.”

Both Vermillion trainer’s eyes widen, and they look at each other quietly for a moment before Daniel speaks up. “Probably best not to ask that question, Casanova. Trust me.”

“Huh? Why?” You tilt your head in confusion.

“My sister… doesn’t like it when people use her first name. At all. So she never even tells it to anyone.” Daniel explains.

Kayla pipes up next. “I asked her once, when I was a kid. She just got a really dark, scary look on her face and told me to call her ‘Lieutenant’. I never asked again.”

“That’s… Why? You at least know her name, right Daniel?” You ask the younger Surge sibling.

“Oh yeah, I do. But she doesn’t even let me call her by it. Like I said, better if you don’t ask that question. And I’m not telling you the answer, for both our sakes. If you accidentally call her by it, she’d know I was the one that told you, and we’d both be screwed.” The muscular blonde shudders as he imagines his sister’s wrath.

“Oookay… Is she that scary of a person?” You’ve seen Lt. Surge on TV plenty of times, for various reasons, and you’ve never gotten the impression that she’s a frightening person. Sure, her forfeits over other women can be a bit… intense, but so can a lot of people’s. You do know that she served in the Unovan military during their war against Kalos a little over a decade ago, so she’s probably done some things you can’t even really imagine, things that she wouldn’t necessarily talk about on TV.

“When she wants to be. She’s really nice most of the time though, promise. Kind of obnoxious, but-“ Daniel gets cut off by his ****.

“The Surge siblings are a lot alike. If you know Daniel, you have a pretty good idea of what the Lieutenant is like.”

“What!? We aren’t that similar Kay! You’re exaggerating!” The golden-haired boy insists, his lover just shaking her head and rolling her eyes in response. “Seriously, we’re not! Her favorite meat is beef, mine’s chicken! She likes hard liquor, I prefer wine! Her favorite music is rock, mine is… also rock. Shit, that’s a bad example… Her-“

“Daniel,” you interrupt him “you’re listing differences in personal preferences. Not differences in personality. Got any of those?”

“………”

“Can’t think of any, can you?” Kayla teases.

“G-Give me a minute…” The blonde mumble, looking slightly dejected.

Sighing slightly and giving her master an apologetic look, the brunette speaks up again. “Well, I can tell you a difference. You’re… softer than your sister.” When the blue-eyed boy looks at her with a cocked brow, the girl continues. “The Lieutenant is a bit more… cynical than you, I guess. Not to an **** degree, but it’s noticeable. And it makes sense, given all she’s been through. But I like the way you look at things a lot. Your positivity tends to hold out just a little longer when things get bleak.”

The golden-haired boy stares at Kayla in shock, then laughs slightly. “Well damn Kay. Wasn’t expecting that this morning… Thank you, that means a lot. Really does.”

“Of course. And I admit, I may have exaggerated a bit before. There are more than a few differences between you two.” The green-eyed girl smiles gently at her lover.

“Well, yeah… Though, I guess I can also admit that we are similar in a lot of ways. Just not every way.” Daniel replies begrudgingly, relaxing again. These two really do act like a couple, it’s adorable.

“You do both like rock music though.” You quip with a devious grin.

“Oh, fuck you Casanova!” You all break into laughter, and then go on chatting, joking, and eating for a little while longer. Throughout the meal though, your mind can’t help but wander to the older sister of your blonde friend. You’ll meet her eventually, and battle against her as well. And you are very much looking forward to that, both because you want to see for yourself just how she really acts, and because… well she’s really hot. Beating her will be a lot of fun.