Of course he had to approach the sleeping Poochyena, it looked too cute for him not to pet it.
Slowly, and this time making sure not to step on any crunchy leaves anymore, he approached the den made in the base of the tree. Continuing, he kneeled down to fit inside the very small den, not fully, but enough to get a better look at the sleeping Pokémon.
It wasn't big for his expectations of a Poochyena, it was 1'5 foot tall, which by his standards is average. It had a very fluffy and shiny fur, not at all dirty, it seemed like the Pokémon tenders carefully and occasionally his fur. Or somebody else does, the den was indeed small for Roy to fit in, but another same size Pokémon could easily enter and lay beside the already sleeping one.
Roy didn't thought much about before placing his worries aside and focusing on the sleeping Poochyena. Carefully, he lowered his palm and begin carefully petting the ball of grey fur. It flinched a little at the start but didn't wake up, Roy smiled of how cute and soft it was. He kept petting and petting over and over, barely maintaining himself of its dangerous cuteness.
At first he pet the exposed backside of the Poochyena and slowly moved to other parts. He touched its soft tails, its a little wet toes, then went to its head. Its ears remained peaked up but didn't woke it up, his nose was wet as expected but once he reached its maw, the Poochyena suddenly yawned and when it closed its mouth, Roy's fingers got caught as well. It didn't bite him, Roy could easily pull them out, it was probably unaware of what it was done. But then Roy felt the Poochyena's tongue began lickings on his fingers. He tried his hardest not to giggle from the feeling it gave him.
It felt rather nice tho and Roy decided to let the tongue of the unaware Poochyena continue. It quickly coated his finger in its drool and slimy warmness. Roy smiled. However once there wasn't any left skin to coat in saliva, the tongue wrapped around his fingers and surprisingly pulled his palm. Roy felt his fingers going pass the tongue as his palm began to get licked up by the sleeping Poochyena. It still felt good but he wandered if it's a good idea to let it continue.
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