That Familiar Feeling (Last the Very Best - Chapter 437)

Brandy's nose tingled with a familiar scent.

It'd woken her up, which was odd because she'd fallen asleep in Sparky's arms and that bug was nothing but tingling fur and buzzing electric shocks.

Sparky was latched firmly onto Brandy, one set of arms hugged around her back, holding her tight against curves that were even softer than Elira's expensive pillows. Brandy indulged in a deep breath, pressing their chests together, and nuzzled her head against Sparky's face. The bug wasn't asleep, but was clearly still riding high on getting to fuck Brandy senseless. Instead of a teasing comment, she just nuzzled back, peppering Brandy's cheeks with little kisses. Her fur crackled pleasantly against Brandy's bare skin, the lightest of fizzles, comfortingly low intensity.

Nothing about Sparky was making Brandy's nose tingle, just the rest of her body, so she moved on to other potential culprits.

At some point last night, after Brandy had passed out, Calcine and Dani had joined them in the pile of pillows. Calcine was spooning Brandy from behind, the warmth on Brandy's back the steady radiance of an open furnace. Other women would have been sweating from the heat, but Brandy's Steam Engine heart just drank up the warmth, replenishing her depleted stamina stores. Sparky was all soft curves and even softer fur; Calcine was a firmer partner. Hard muscle with just enough give to be comfortable to press against, and firm breasts that kneaded against Brandy's back and helped massage her aching muscles.

In this position, Brandy could only see one of Calcine's hands, curled round her body to cup one of her breasts, the fire in her coal skin softly glowing under her fingernails. It was pretty to watch, and the slight smell of smoke Calcine had about her didn't bother Brandy at all.

It was familiar.

When she was younger, Brandy and Cherry had gone camping together out on the fields behind her home. Scoria had come over at night with an armful of incredibly dry wood and built them a campfire, leaving them with a massive bag of marshmallows and making them promise not to tell Fenny that she was giving them this much sugar. They'd burnt the whole lot, watching the logs crumble into glowing orange and listening to the sound of them breaking apart.

The most vivid memory of that night had been how nice Cherry had felt sitting in her lap the entire time, feeding her marshmallows. But the second most vivid memory was the smell of that aged wood. A deep, earthy scent that had clung to Brandy's clothes for weeks. She'd missed it when it was gone, but Calcine smelled almost exactly like what she remembered. It was incredibly comforting, and so it didn't bother Brandy's nose one bit.

Calcine's scent wasn't the familiar one that made her nose tingle. If she had, it'd been the first thing Calcine had ever done that'd slightly annoyed Brandy. She really was her rock.

"Awake?" Calcine murmured quietly in Brandy's ear.

"Yes," Brandy replied, "But pretend I'm not just a little longer?"

Calcine answered with a firm squeeze of Brandy's breast and a warm kiss on her ear. The intimacy made Brandy shiver, but it wasn't out of horniness. It was just nice to have her lover do something for her.

So if it wasn't Calcine making her nose fizzle and waking her up, then was it Dani?

The Magikarp had been laid over Brandy like a blanket. She still wore her maid dress, and unlike the others, she looked as if she were actually asleep.

Her cheek was smooshed against Brandy's stomach, lips parted just enough that a little line of drool had escaped, glistening faintly in the morning light as it made a trail down Brandy's abs. Her orange hair was a total disaster; half was plastered to her face, and the rest was fanned behind her like she'd fallen asleep in the middle of a storm. Dani looked odd without her pigtails; they just felt like they were an immutable part of her look, like Morgan's hat. At least the tiny crown was still nestled in her hair, half-submerged in the tangle, probably pressed in there as Calcine had ruffled her hair all night.

It wasn't the only part of Dani that Calcine had enjoyed. She was covered in shining, glossy kisses; every little bit of exposed skin had been plastered with them. Dani had even used Splash to bring out her tail, and the orange scales on it also shone a little brighter, Calcine's lip gloss helping to really bring out the colour.

Every few breaths, Dani's tail twitched in her sleep, a lazy flop like she was dreaming of swimming. It made the hem of her dress rustle faintly against Brandy's legs, adding to the ridiculous cuteness of the whole picture.

Dani didn't feel sticky, which she absolutely would have been if Calcine had fucked her. Calcine had a deep hunger once she got going, and left quite a mess once she was finished. The pair had just cuddled and kissed all night, Calcine keeping her promise to not overwhelm the Magikarp. Though maybe just the affection was still more than Dani could handle.

She mumbled now and then, little nonsense words, or something that sounded suspiciously like "polish the coal," and every time she did, her nose wrinkled up adorably as she stretched open her mouth. Good for Calcine, she deserved some top-tier dick sucking, and Dani was the woman for that.

Brandy couldn't help grinning as Dani hugged Brandy's thighs. Dani didn't have the rest of the team's confidence or bombshell bodies, but the urge to fuck the brains out of this cute Magikarp was still so instinctively strong for Brandy that it made her respect Calcine's restraint last night even more.

Dani was too far down to tickle Brandy's nose, even if she was blowing the occasional bubble. Another little bit of strange Water Move aptitude she was showing that wasn't normal for Magikarp. Brandy really needed to work out what was going on with that. Maybe Dani could help her work out her own Flame Body while she was doing it, since both of them had seemed to have a bit of a struggle tapping into elements that were clearly just under the skin.

It wouldn't have been Dani anyway. Her scent wasn't familiar to Brandy yet. She'd need to deeply huff some Magikarp later on and fix that.

Well, if it wasn't her three beautiful partners hugging her that smelled familiar, then what the heck was it?

A wiggle to raise her head and look about confirmed Morgan wasn't back with Elira yet. Those two had probably enjoyed a quiet night doing whatever intensely dramatic and intelligent ladies did together. Probably fucking each other stupid.

Raising her head, Brandy could hear a sizzle in the air, and the scent only grew stronger. A hint of spice mixed with the mouthwatering aroma of sausage frying. The creamy smell of scrambled eggs mixed with a healthy dollop of butter, and that faint bittersweet whiff of caramelized crisp from the skin on some bits of the cubed potatoes.

She knew all that because she'd smelled this scent more times than she could count. Waking up to it had always gotten her out of bed because it meant she was about to get an incredible breakfast, and if she waited too long, the toast would go cold. A crime in her household.

Brandy was naked, buried under a pile of her own partners, and still sore from being pounded senseless by Sparky last night. She could not have been less prepared or eager to greet her parents.

Maybe she could get through this without it being completely mortifying?

Brandy blinked groggily, dragging herself up to get a look about. Calcine's hands followed, keeping a firm hold of her breasts. She'd been keeping Brandy's modesty the whole time. Bless her, she really was the best.

At the far end of the room, the wall panels of Elira's flat had shifted back, revealing a sleek metal range that had been pulled out from a recess beyond it. Fenny stood in front of it, hip cocked as she handled a skillet with the kind of focus she usually only reserved for Scoria. She wore a loose cream shirt and her usual tight black pants.

Now that Brandy's curves had filled out some, thanks to Sparky's very welcome inheritance, they looked even more alike. Fenny's hair was a bit longer, and she had a few years on Brandy that made her look a lot more motherly, but that was it. Humans couldn't inherit from each other, but a lot of people had teased Brandy over the years that she'd inherited a whole lot from her mother, and it was hard to argue. She really had.

Scoria was acting as Fenny's cape today. Her orange moth wings, with those distinctive black spots, were draped around her body, so all Brandy could see of Scoria was her head, her chin resting on Fenny's shoulder. Brandy's tanned skin had come from a mix of Fenny's pale white and Scoria's charcoal black skin, and Brandy had to admit, they did look pretty together.

That was all the compliment Brandy was giving them, because these two were terrors who could not stop being horrendously sappy with each other.

Scoria murmured something against Fenny's ear, her long red hair brushed over Fenny's neck, and made Fenny giggle, swatting Scoria lightly with the spatula. "Stop it, you'll make me burn the eggs."

"You never burn anything," Scoria murmured, her voice smooth as honey. "You're too perfect for that."

Brandy groaned. "If you two start kissing, I'm evicting you."

"Oh, you're awake!" Fenny said cheerfully, "My little Larvesta is hungry."

Sparky snorted into Brandy's neck, but Brandy didn't rise to that bait. She could handle this.

"Not so little anymore, I'm catching up."

"We let her out of sight, and look how she's bloomed," Scoria said as she leaned forward just enough to brush a kiss against Fenny's cheek. "I blame you for giving her that; you've always had passion enough for four partners."

Fenny laughed, giving her a soft bump with her hip. "I trained you up to handle it. You barely wheeze after a long night anymore."

Calcine made a muffled noise that might have been a chuckle. Sparky's shoulders shook against Brandy, definitely laughing. Dani, bless her sleepy soul, just drooled a little more.

There was no stopping her parents; Brandy just had to bargain as best she could.

"I want to shower and get dressed." Brandy said, "Can you focus on the food until I'm done?"

"Be quick, food will be ready soon," Fenny said. "Can I admire your gorgeous partners a little more before they go?"

"No!"

"Hrmph." Fenny sniffed. "Well, I'm going to anyway. So you'd best drag them off quick."

Sparky, of course, went limp and forced Brandy and Calcine to drag her off. At least her parents weren't cruel enough to actually look. Probably because they were so busy tussling tongues, they forgot they were meant to be teasing Brandy.

Morgan needed to get back soon so Brandy could strangle her. She loved her moms dearly, but there was no way they got through this heist without them doing something horrendously embarrassing.

If they even got that far. They might do it before they even finished breakfast; there really was no stopping the pair of them.