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Sceptile is what makes life worth it.
>coming home for the day, worn-out and gloomy, only for Sceptile to give you an honest smile when she sees you in the entryway
>you feel her cool scales slip over your midsection as she hugs you, shifting your shirt up to your chest so she can warm up against your flesh
>you sigh with contentment, releasing the day's tension and flopping onto the couch with her still clinging to you, her leaves rusting as you hit the cushions with a thud
>you lay still like that for a few minutes, before opening your eyes and glancing down at Sceptile, whom has now gained a significant amount of heat from the prolonged contact
>she gazes coyly at you as she climbs over you so she's laying on top of you, face to face, her legs on either side of your hips
>her reptilian grin widens as you flush slightly from the nature of the contact
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