>>40126758You roll down out of the bed, careful not to wake the sleeping beauty in it. You're pretty sure that while you were wasting hours thinking of cool fire puns, she woke at least a few times to make sure you didn't try anything. You wonder if she'd fire you if you tried something.
A cold sweat suddenly hits you. You start shaking. No, you're not sick. You're quick to realize it's the result of sleeping with a firey pokemon. You take a morning shower.
As you exit, you find a braixen acting posh around the kitchen. She's finishing the breakfast.
Is it for me? - you ask.
Braixen smiles: No, silly. It's for us!
Sitting down with her, the two of you measure each other. You're overcome with a sense of purpose: It was really hot in bed with you.
Of course it was, I'm a fire type, braixen giggles.
Since you're flaming hot, how was I able to stand the heat in the bed? - you inquire.
I'm a pokemon silly, it's magical! - she retorts.
Come on braixen, I'm burning to know! - you prod further.
Braixen pierces you with a burning stare: What you're doing is not cool.
Aw come on, lighten up.
Braixen takes a bite of the toast it made and starts pouting. After a few bites your plea for answers is reciprocated: Master who accepts me automatically acclimates to the heat of my soul and body. Your state this morning shows you've not fully compatible to be my master. Otherwise you wouldn't get those chills.
As she takes another small bite with those cute little mouth of hers, you continue your assault:
So what you're saying is... I only need to warm up to you a bit more?
Braixen chokes. Unsure if she found it funny, you continue: Careful my dear, you'll choke if you don't cool i-
You suddenly find yourself hit in the head by a piece of toast. As braixen's spit drips down your cheek, you go for the endgame:
This is heating up!
Braixen screams and jumps on you, collapsing you onto the floor. You find yourself looking at a phox nuzzle intensely puffing at you.
Wat do?
