Flareon II Drunk in heat II

Your drunk Flareon sneaks into your room, ready to collect the favor you owe her.

It’s early morning—way earlier than you usually wake up.

You glance at your alarm clock with half-lidded eyes, realizing you still have a few hours left to sleep. With a content sigh, you pull the blankets tighter, ready to drift off again.

But then… you feel something.

Something moving beneath the covers—close, warm, and alive. The feeling is unmistakable... Something's definitely stroking your cock.

Confused and still groggy, you lift the blanket—and there she is.

Your Flareon.

Her fluffy body is lying on top of you, her cheek nuzzling against your bare cock while her paws slowly massage the length. Her big, dark blue eyes are half-lidded as she looks up with a tipsy, shameless smile. Then, she plants a soft kiss on the tip before speaking.

“Good morniiing, big boi~” she purrs, dragging out her words in a tone that tries very hard to be seductive—only to be completely ruined by the slur in her voice and the strong, unmistakable scent of alcohol on her breath.

“Howsh abouta good cock meal fur me?” she mutters, trying to pose flirtatiously as her tail wags lazily beneath the sheets.

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