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Game RP Psychic Romance (A pokemon Gijinki Rp) (open)

"It was a group effort." Kara said as Phantoma handed off their captive criminal. "We just wanted to help out, after hearing she's been a menace to your town. And hopefully this helps keep some of troubles away."
 
Jenny nodded to her "Well, on behalf of everyone who lives here, Thank you very much!" She smiled, before disappearing inside the police station with the Zoroark, the door slamming behind her and leaving the trio outside "Now what?" Zerek asked, even as Phantoma shrugged "We could head back to the hotel..."
 
Kara hummed. "For now. But we shouldn't get stuck on our journey here." She said simply, watching the door a moment longer, but turned away to leave. "Hopefully she stays in there-"
 
"I mean, if Jenny is as good as she used to be..." Zerek replied softly with a shake of his head even as he started to walk off to the hotel they'd rented.
 
"Hm. Glad she didn't lock you up again?" Kara said side eyeing him as they walked back to the hotel.
 
"She never has locked me up, and she never will!" He retorted sharply, shooting a glare at Kara in return.
 
"You sounded like you had experience." She said scowling at his snappy words, looking away from him. "I assumed you got into some trouble, is it a stretch for being a troublemaker?"
 
Phantoma moved between the pair, crossing her arms "Silence, Children." She hissed quietly, even as Zerek huffed as they continued onwards to the hotel.
 
"He's starting with me." Kara said under her breath, grabbing Zereks ball in her sleeve, considering forcing him inti it so she could have some proper time to cool off. She pushed the inn door open, and heading up to her room.
 
Phantoma rolled her eyes "You are as bad as each other." She muttered, even as they all returned to the rooms they shared, Zerek sitting on his bed and waiting for Kara, assuming he was probably going to be punished for arguing with her.
 
Kara looked at Phantoma, huffing as she stepped into her room, closing the door as Zerek sat on the bed. She glared at him as she walked towards him slowly, still fuming from their little spat. "Get off the bed." She said cooly.
 
Zerek stood slowly, almost too slowly, like he was trying to press her buttons more. At least, that's what she'd think of it as he looked back at her "Fine. Now what?"
 
"Sit on the floor." She said as she tapped her foot impatiently as he acted so slowly in front of her. Her temper was simmering, bubbling little by little as she sat glared at him. "And be quick about it!"
 
He narrowed his eyes, but complied with her order, sitting on the floor infront of her and waiting for her next instruction.
 
As he obeyed her, she slipped off her sandals, lifting her feet up and rested them
pointedly on him. One on his chin, her toes pressing on his lower lip, the other atop his head. "Are you trying to get into trouble with me?' She said as she glared down at him.
 
He didn't respond immediately, seeming to think about his response for a moment before he opened his mouth "No. But apparently speaking my mind does that." He replied, ignoring her feet on his head for now.
 
"You think I don't respect you." She said as she tilted her head, sliding her feet slowly, the soles turning to cup his head. "But you only care if it's in front of people in public. So which is it, are you ashamed you think I don't respect you or do you want me to treat you differently?"
 
He flushed a little as she rubbed her soles across his face but he nodded to her as she spoke "Because it makes me feel like you see me as a joke... What you do in public is one thing, compared to what happens in private... Out there, everyone is watching. In here, it's only me and you! I just... want respect outside, that's all..."
 
She curled her toes gently, curving them to cup his head and make him look up at her. "You're not a joke. Even if I tease you. Especially if I tease you...." she said as she felt his cheeks flushing. "If I'm not teasing you, it's a good sign that I'm upset with you. And that's not a good thing right?"
 
He whined a little as she made him look up "I... It's... it's not..." He murmured in response, still looking up at her before he shifted his head a little, his tongue gently stroking against one of her feet.
 
She blushed faintly as he moved his tingue, the soft lap of his tingue on her sole making her twitch faintly with suppressed giggle from the tickle it made. She shifted her foot slowly, pressing the ball of her foot to his chin, her toes teasing his lips. "You want your mistress to treat you properly right?" She said
 
"Y... Yes... I do, Mistress..." He mumbled, continuing to lick at her, before he realised she'd giggled slightly "Does... does my tongue tickle, Kara?"
 
She smiled slightly at the question. "Maybe a little." She said as she felt his tingue moving, the closer to the center of her sole, he saw that soft tremble again, 9uts she didn't pull away yet. "You just worry about properly cleaning yiur mistresses feet-"
 
He nodded and continued to lick at her soles, following her instructions as he did so, watching for more of her trembles, waiting to see just how much his attentions made her smile, even as she'd see his hands moving up a little, going to hold her feet in place so he could continue more aggressively.
 
As he handled her feet she seemed to relax a bit, but then jumped gently, giving a faint yelp as she held in her voice, her foot tugging in his grip. "Ha-what are yiu doing hm?" She said as she tried to hold in a laugh.
 
"I want to worship you properly, to apologise..." He replied to her as she struggled to hold in the laughter, his attentions returning to her feet as he ran his tongue up and down them, before she'd feel him start to travel up her legs, stroking over her ankles and calves, giving her plenty of time to stop him, if she wanted.
 
She hummed as he pushed higher and higher upwards. As his tongue got to her calves, she raised her foot, pushing it on his face playfully to slide him back down. "You'll get to that part in a bit." She said as he pushed him gentky, putting him on his back. "But a stool doesn't move without an order." She said smirking as she put her feet on his face again. A stool? Had she demoted him from a maid to furniture?
 
He blinked as she pushed him back down prone, before a red flush crossed his face “Stool?!?” He half growled, half whined as he lay there, waiting for her next action. Although, stools typically were for sitting on, and he wouldn’t exactly say no to that..,
 
She smirked. "You made your mistress upset. You are a stool. " sge said as she stood up slowly. "Your face is my seat. Is that a problem, Stool!" She said as she leaned over
 
He shook his head “No mistress, that’s very fair mistress.” He replied, watching and waiting for her ass to drop towards his face.
 
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