Under the Alolan Sun
I do not own Pokemon or make any money from this story.
Mallow 6
The familiar, sweet scent of Mallow's room filled Ash's senses as he thrust into her. She was on her back, her legs wrapped comfortably around his waist, her face flushed with pleasure. It felt different now, more intimate, knowing they had created a life together.
After a few minutes, Lillie, who was watching from the side, spoke up. "Mallow, we were wondering. What excuse did you give your family? About... you know."
Mallow smiled, a soft, happy look on her face. "I told them I went to a party, got really drunk on some Moomoo Milk, and had a one-night stand with some older boy from another island I couldn't remember," she explained. "I told them I was too embarrassed to say anything until I was sure." She paused, her smile widening. "They believed me. My dad was a little mad, but they all said they support me and they'll help me raise the baby."
Ash, happy with the answer, decided it was time for a treat. He leaned down, his mouth finding one of Mallow's nipples. Her tits had definitely gotten bigger since the last time, rounder and fuller. He sucked gently, and was rewarded with a sweet, warm flow of milk. It was more than before, a steady stream that he eagerly swallowed.
"Mmm, Ash," Mallow moaned, her back arching. "That feels so good."
He switched to the other breast, his hands gently squeezing the soft, milk-filled flesh. The taste, the intimacy, it all drove him wild. He began to thrust harder, his movements fueled by a mix of love and pure lust.
"I'm gonna cum, Mallow!" he grunted, his voice strained.
"Do it, Ash," she breathed, pulling him closer. "Give me another one."
He slammed into her one last time and unleashed a massive, pill-enhanced torrent of cum deep into her already pregnant pussy. The feeling of being filled so completely, so perfectly, made her cry out in pleasure.
As they lay there, basking in the afterglow, Mallow stroked Ash's hair. "I love you, Ash," she whispered.
"I love you too, Mallow," he replied, his head resting on her soft, milky tits. He was going to be a father, and he couldn't be happier.