A short for my braviary friend  Mike the Braviary

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Sweet feet

Mike the anthro braviary walks alongside his buizel friend Koron:“ Mike? How far is it now?“
The black Buizel looked up to the braviary:“ We could already be there if we had took your car. Also we are almost there.“
Koron laid his paws on the back of his head:“ Sorry, but my car is not build for offroad adventures. It would probably get stuck after 10m.“
Mike stopped his steps:“ There it is.“ He pointed at a tree at the top of a hill.“
Koron looked up to that and crossed his arms:“ A hilltop tree? I thought you show me something a bit more exciting.“
Mike made a sigh:“ This is an exciting place for me. I have so many wonderfull memories for this place and now. I want form one with you.“
They arrived at the hilltop tree and the black Buizel looked around:“ Uhm so? What now?“
Koron wittnessed how Mike simply sits down and leans his back against the tree:“ Just come here and take a seat“
Koron shrugs his shoulders and took a seat next to Mike. And thus the magic of this place began to happen. As a small brezze of wind lingered around the two sitting Pokémon.
Mike reached down to his shoes and took them of, giving his braviary feet some air to breath. Light drips of sweat are hanging on them:“ *sniff sniff * Aah the sweet smell of fresh air and sweaty braviary feet.“
Mike bumps his fist against the Buizels arm:“ Hehehe really funny, but I have a little surprise for you Koron. Please, turn around and close your ears.
„Alright when you say so.“
Koron turned away from Mike and laid his paws on his head:“ Ah! No cheating Koron. I know that your earholes are on a different spot.“
The Buizel paws wandered to the place where the earholes really were.“
Mike smilled and drew two chocolate bars out of his pocket. Funny, that Koron didn´t notice them. He unwrapped the two bars and laid them on his footsoles. He pressed his soles against eachother and began to rub them against eachother. The chocolate began to melt and got stuck onto the soft skin of Mikes feet. Of course the three taloned toes and the heeltoe also got there smear portion of chocolate. Mike also clenched his toes to get some chocolate into the toe crotches. And soon his footsole are filthed all over with sweet dripping chocolate:“ Hehe. Koron will love this.“
Mike tapped on Korons shoulder:“ Koron. You can now look~“
A giggle lingered in Mikes voice. The buizel turned around:“ Okay, but if this is a joke... eep!“
Just as he turned to his braviary friend, he spotted the chocolate dripping feet:“ I-Is that chocolate?“
Mike giggled and wiggled his toes:“ hehe Why don´t you try it out? They are all yours.“
Without any hesitation, the black Buizel slides towards the braviary feet. He took a first sniff. Yes it was indeed chocolate. Well time to take a lick. And just as Korons togue took a little lick, he noticed something. A taste that tickled his tongue. As he reallized what kind of sweet stuff Mike smeared on his feet, Korons blue eyes widened:“ Is that? Is that really?“
Mike smiled and showed Koron the wrapping paper:“ Seasalt chocolate. Your favorite. Right. Hey woah! Easy down there. I plan on to keep these feet.“
Koron went wild on Mikes feet. Hanging on them like a greedy leech. His tongue wiping over them like a mop and his teeth grinding every bit of chocolate from the hard to reach spots. Koron pressed his face so hard against Mikes feet that Mike has to push against it to not get pushed and squished against the tree. A toe wandered into Korons mouth and Buizel sucked on it that hard, that Mike began to worry, that Koron will suck of his talon. It was kinda reliefing when Koron let go from the toe. All of Mikes feet got treated by Korons greedy mouth and tongue. No corner, no crotch depth. Even the smallest wrinkle got not spared by Korons chocolate lust. As the Buizel lifts of his ace from the feet, he moaned:“ Boaah! This was great. Hmm? Wait a second.“
He found a lone chocolate drip on Mikes right foot. He stroke his finger over it and licked it up:“ There! All clean again. What a tasty treat. Thank you Mike.“
Mike was still astonished, how quick Koron devoured the chocolate:“ I-uh yeah it was a pleasure. Maybe you should clean up.“
Mike drew a tissue bag out of his pocket and offered it the buizel with the choclate filthed face. Koron took it and did his best to clean up his face:“ No wait Koron, there is a spot left.“
Mike also took a tissue and began to wipe it over the buizels face:“ Mike... please... Umpf... I am not... a hatchling.“
„There, now you are all nice and clean again. And my feet are clean, too.“
Koron felt a bit ashamed:“ So uhm. Maybe this place really has something special to it. I´m sorry that I made fun of it. Sorry.“
Koron gave Mike a hug. A warm friendship hug. Mike smiled and laid his hand on the back of korons head. And a new memory for this place was born. A memory of deep friendship.