I Want To Lay the Very Best!

293 – Glow Up

293 – Glow Up

Brandy's giggles echoed in an otherwise silent club. 

All eyes were on them, and Sparky was reveling in the spotlight. She was the villain of the room, relishing her role and grinning widely as she focused on dismantling Brandy. Sparky's hands were relentless, and Brandy was powerless to resist. One hand caressed her belly while another dug into her feet. She kicked out, but it only aided the one scratching at her thighs to dig in deeper. Even Brandy's laughter was a torment, as one hand under her chin intensified the crackle of electricity in those fingertips, making her skin more and more sensitive. Each scratch was a fresh wave of tickling madness, and Brandy had no control over herself to stop it.

Her defenses had been broken down so quickly, and everyone in the club was staring at the hot mess Brandy had become. Reaching out for help got her nothing; she only saw grins or hands hiding laughs as they enjoyed her embarrassment.

"You're all awful!" Brandy screamed through a laugh, and it was true. They were all the worst.

Wren was still on stage, and her team had even dragged a chair up there for her. She sat in it, watching Brandy with a hungry look that made Brandy squirm happily inside. "Brandy Joyce," she called out into her microphone. "We've got all night, contain yourself."

Demon. Brandy desperately needed support, and she turned to her teammates for help.

Morgan was not paying attention, which was immediately concerning because she should have loved this. With Tansy in her lap, she was having an intense whispered conversation with Harper instead. Her hands were held tight by the white-feathered Swanna, who leaned over the back of the couch to talk to her so close their faces almost touched. It didn't look like she was happy to see an old friend, but something more intense. Morgan needed help, almost enough to have Brandy stop all this so she could go to her. Harper noticed Brandy looking and gave the tiniest curtsey.  

'I've got this,' it said without words. Harper had missed Morgan's feelings before but seemed on top of it now. Brandy would let her try to handle it, and she'd check up later on progress. It didn't matter how well the night was going; if one of hers were genuinely hurt, she'd stop it all, no matter how many angry looks she got. 

With no help from the bird, Calcine was her last hope, and she was spread out on the couch, electric blue kisses peppered all over her neck and cheeks. Harper's lipstick. They'd been going at it strong but broke it up to look after Morgan. Arceus, she was so proud of her. It was supposed to be the Trainer's job to notice issues and keep all her Partners happy, but her team looked out for each other. They were all in this together, and even if Calcine and Morgan weren't tight, Calcine had given up something she wanted to make sure that Morgan was cared for.

She didn't need any more than that thought after all. It filled her with pride; even Sparky's fizzling fingers couldn't overwhelm her. With everyone watching, Brandy grabbed Sparky by the fur on her collar and pulled her in for a kiss. It was deep and long, and Brandy took her time with it, holding Sparky there until she couldn't breathe. The club slowly broke into cheers as Sparky struggled, sparks crackling along her fur as Brandy rose and claimed Sparky's lap, then pushed the troublesome Galvantula back into the sofa. She straddled Sparky's hips and broke the kiss, but before the electric type could recover, she popped open her shirt buttons and shoved a breast right into Sparky's mouth. 

Brandy yelped and moaned and giggled as Sparky's tongue licked at her nipple, her entire body shaking with the intensity of it. It was like Sparky had set off a firework inside her. She couldn't take it, and her hips ground against Sparky's hips as Pokémon banged the tables and cheered at the show. 

"Arceus, Brandy," Wren groaned. "You're making me jealous up here. Can you keep quiet now?"

"I'm going to choke this troublesome Bug on it." Brandy smiled, and her hands ran along Sparky's arms, finding a soft patch of fur. She dug her fingers in, and Sparky squealed around her nipple. "Don't feel you need to continue. I'm happy to upstage your show."

Now, Brandy was the one holding everyone up with her antics, and she understood why Sparky did it. Acting out was an intoxicating thrill. As a bonus, it meant all eyes were on her, and the others didn't notice Morgan's discomfort and her efforts to slink away with Harper. The pair of them dumped Tansy in Calcine's lap as they left. Morgan blew Brandy a quick kiss as she caught her gaze; her bottom lip bit as she quickly hid her eyes under the brim of her hat.

There'd been a discussion about this later when things were quieter. Morgan had been doing well, and Brandy didn't want her to slip into hiding her feelings away again.

Brandy's heavy attention had pacified Sparky, her tongue teasing around Brandy's skin lazily as she enjoyed the taste of her Partner. It was so hot, and Brandy needed a minute to gather her thoughts, breathing hard as she beamed for her audience.

"Well!" Wren laughed up on stage. "I didn't expect to be upstaged, but even I enjoyed that show. Now, I did promise you all something special. Slow. Sultry."

Wren raised a hand and clicked her fingers. The lights in the club dimmed, and the purple stage lights glowed softly. The music changed from the pulse-pounding beat to something with enough base to feel it in the bones. The rumbling of an oncoming earthquake and as the stage curtains rolled apart, Brandy heard Holly gasp in shock from where she was catching her breath on the sofa nearby. 

Saffira strode out, wearing nothing but a pair of bunny ears, and her skin glowed. Neon paints had been daubed over her skin, bright blues and purples used to highlight her muscles. Someone had traced out every line on her body with great care, and it just highlighted how fucking fit Saffira was. Brandy had always been proud of her athelticism, but Saffira was something else. A perfect blend of lean muscle and feminine curves that left Brandy drooling.

As the bass pounded and the sultry vocals of a song began to rise, Saffira moved to the music, her body twisting and turning as her hands danced along her body, tracing the neon lines and highlighting the artwork for everyone. Whoever had done it had gone ham, her breasts covered in intricate lines and swirls, and a few hidden lipstick kisses amongst the artful tangle drawn over her body. 

"I want to lick all that paint off," Holly groaned, transfixed by the show. Brandy couldn't blame her; she was feeling it herself. 

The music picked pace, and Saffira spun, her body rolling with the movement. Then she dropped, her legs spreading into a perfect split as she fell. The crowd cheered as she rolled her body and kicked herself into a cartwheel, her glowing bunny ears flopping about on her head as they tried to keep up with her. It was an insane display of strength and skill; Brandy couldn't have done that and couldn't take her eyes off the show. Rock was her team's weakness, but even without that advantage, it seemed Saffira would be no pushover.  

"Damn," Brandy breathed, and the sound drew Sparky's attention back to her.

"Rock Aces." Sparky smiled. "Hot."

"Sizzling." Brandy agreed. "Look at poor Mumbles."

Saffira's newest sandy teammate was being held up by Nova, but it was a challenge because she'd utterly melted, dripping through the Boldore's fingers. Tansy was bouncing madly on Calcine's lap in excitement, and if it weren't for Calcine's firm grip on her tail, she'd have rushed that stage.

Brandy grinned at the sight. Everyone had earned a great night, and whoever had organized it was pulling out all the stops to ensure it happened. 

"You want her," Sparky teased. "I know you do."

"Everyone wants her," Brandy said. "Fuck, this show is insane."

"Yeah," Mahi said, breaking from her kissing game with Tess. The Nidorino was so zoned out in bliss that despite Saffira burning up the stage, she couldn't take her eyes off Mahi. "Want a little teaser for what's to come?"

Mahi's grin was the pure malice Brandy had been used to when they were feuding, but she couldn't help but walk into the trap. 

"Go on, what's next? Maple?" 

"Oh, that's just obvious," Mahi smirked. "No, what you should be thinking, Brandy, is why there are three Trainers on that stage, not four."

That was a good point. Why hadn't the three of them told Brandy about this? She'd have put on a costume and danced if they'd asked. But they hadn't; they'd kept it a secret from her. They weren't doing it just so she could watch the show, though she was loving the hell out of it, and the night's plan was to get Holly to evolve so it'd make sense the main show was aimed at her. Brandy could have helped with their bunny-themed scheme, but they'd kept her in the dark. So why would they do that? They wouldn't exclude her from this. They were all friends. 

"Mahi," Brandy asked, licking her suddenly dry lips. "Am I part of this show?"

Mahi leaned in, whispering in Brandy's ear. "Don't tell Holly. But you're going to be the star."

Brandy swallowed thickly and shifted on Sparky's lap, the Galvantula's fingers trailing along her thigh and tickling the sensitive skin. She was going to have to perform. Blind. With whatever three Trainers she'd slept with could dream up for her. 

Looking up at the stage, Brandy saw Wren staring at her, and she clearly knew Brandy had just worked it out. Wren put her fingers together into a heart shape and winked. Their fight showed that Wren had a specialty in working out trainers' hearts, and she was running this show. Brandy was about to get exposed to what she put her team through, full blast, with an audience. 

"Mahi, you are pure evil." Brandy sighed.

"We're friends now. I never said I'd stop being evil." Mahi cackled. "Hug your bug. You'll need to go into this with a clear mind."

As if that was going to be possible. Brandy was going into this with wide-eyed horny confusion, and she'd improvise from there. The Brandy Joyce Special. 

"Sparky," Brandy groaned. "I don't suppose you've got any ideas what they will do with me?"

"No," Sparky said, her hands trailing up along Brandy's hips. "But if I only got you for a few minutes, I know exactly what I will do with you."

Hot. Crazy hot. Maybe Sparky could clear her head after all.