The Knotty Arrangement

"The Knotty Arrangement"

It was another casual evening at Miles and Michelle’s cozy home. The sun had long set, and the dim glow of the lamp cast soft shadows over the living room. Miles, ever the laid-back type, was lounging in his favorite chair, paws behind his head, watching some random TV show that barely held his interest.

But tonight wasn’t just about watching TV. Tonight, something far more interesting was happening.

On the couch, just a few feet away from him, sat Michelle, comfortably nestled in the lap of Wolf the Lucario. Her tail flicked nervously, her ears twitching as she glanced between Wolf and Miles, her expression one of mild disbelief.

“Are we really doing this?” she asked, raising an eyebrow, her voice half amused, half questioning.

Wolf, who had his strong arms gently wrapped around her waist, gave a calm nod, his tone resolute. “Yeah,” he replied. “Miles wanted to watch.”

Miles, from his chair, grinned lazily, waving a paw. “Don’t mind me, I’m just here for the show.”

Michelle shook her head, half-smiling. “You are something else, you know that?” Her words were directed at Miles, but she shifted slightly in Wolf’s lap, feeling the Lucario’s firm body against hers.

“Yeah, yeah, I know,” Miles said, looking as relaxed as ever. “You know me, Michelle. I’m open-minded. Just want to make sure Wolf’s giving it his all, like I said.”

Wolf’s grip on Michelle tightened slightly, his eyes locking onto hers. He leaned in, brushing his muzzle against her neck, making her shiver slightly. “You ready?” he asked quietly, his voice low and rumbling.

Michelle took a deep breath, nodding. “Yeah, I’m ready.”

Miles, still sprawled out in his chair, leaned forward slightly, his grin widening. “Alright, let’s see what you got, Wolf. Don’t disappoint me.”

With that, Wolf shifted his position, his muscular frame flexing as he adjusted Michelle on his lap. She let out a soft gasp as she felt him pressing against her, his warmth radiating through her fur. His paws moved with steady confidence, holding her securely as he began to push inside her, his body responding to her in a way that was both instinctual and deliberate.

Michelle’s breath hitched as she felt Wolf’s knot pressing against her, stretching her in a way that was both intense and satisfying. She leaned back into him, her eyes half-closed, biting her lip as he slowly worked his way deeper.

“Miles, you really—mmm—wanted to watch this?” she managed to ask, her voice laced with both amusement and pleasure.

Miles, sitting on the edge of his seat now, nodded, his eyes fixed on the scene in front of him. “I mean, it’s not every day you get to see your best friend give it his all. Plus, I wanted to make sure it was worth it for you.”

Wolf let out a soft growl as he finally slipped his knot inside, locking them together. The sensation sent a wave of pleasure through both him and Michelle, her body trembling as she adjusted to his size.

“There it is,” Wolf murmured into her ear, his voice low and breathy. “Told you I’d take care of you.”

Michelle’s head fell back onto his shoulder, her body relaxing as she felt him fully inside her. “Yeah… you weren’t kidding.”

Miles, watching from his chair, gave an approving nod. “Now that is what I’m talking about. See, this is what I expect when my girl’s getting some action. None of that half-hearted stuff.”

Wolf, still holding Michelle close, shifted slightly, his hips moving just enough to send another jolt of pleasure through her. She gasped, clutching onto his arms as she felt him filling her completely, his knot swelling inside her, keeping them tied together.

“Flooded?” Miles asked with a grin, leaning back again, clearly pleased with the show.

Michelle, her breath coming in short bursts, nodded, her voice barely above a whisper. “Yeah… he’s… he’s got me.”

Wolf’s eyes glowed faintly as he buried his muzzle in Michelle’s fur, his own breath coming out in soft, heated pants. “All yours now,” he murmured, his voice rough with desire. “No going anywhere until we’re done.”

Miles chuckled, satisfied with the whole scene. “Good, good. That’s exactly what I wanted to hear. Keep it up, Wolf, you’re making me proud.”

And with that, the night continued, the three of them sharing something strange, intimate, and undeniably unique.

That was the moment the knotty arrangement between friends was solidified in a way none of them could have expected.