Bet head from Suicune would be amazing.
Laying back and letting that cool, wet tongue work you over - holding on to its crest knowing its stronger than you, but it letting you guide its head instead. The ribbons whispering against your skin, dainty paws on either side of your thighs. Those wise eyes looking at you, watching every face you make for it as you fall apart.
Making a mess on its soft white fur when you reach your limit, all too quick with their skill. Suicune shifting, pushing you down with gentle yet firm paws to keep going, head buried between your legs, gentle yet merciless. Its not going to move until its done, and it decides when that is.











