Hello I narrowed them down //casually going to spam you with prompts for spitefulship because _goddamnit_ I ship it so hard //shot please please please do 23 "Just once." omg
“So?”
“… No.”
“Wh–come on!”
“No.”
“Why not?”
“Just…no.”
“Shagh, please?”
“Teh, no.”
“Just once.”
“Just no.”
“Come on!”
“No!”
“Why not!”
“Because I said no!”
“A valid reason!”
“You give me a valid reason to why I should!”
“Because it’ll feel great! Just touch it!”
“Nyo! I’m won‘t!”
“Sho, there’s nothing to be afraid of!”
“I’m not scared!”
“Then touch me!”
“No!”
“I’ll touch you?”
“Fuck no!”
At this point, it would be just plain awkward to announce himself. He didn’t mean to fall asleep in the study, it just happened. He didn’t mean to hide himself behind bookshelves during his research, he just focuses more when isolated like that. He didn’t mean to listen in on the two, it just took awhile to wake his brain up. And once it had, their conversation reached a point where it would be just plain awkward to announce himself.
But Cory really didn’t like where this was going, and that type of situation would be even more mortifying for all party members involved, than it would be to announce himself right now. Unfortunately, Cory wasn’t the type of person who can make himself known, he spent years practicing the exact opposite. So it looks like he was stuck listening to his older brother Techny, and his mortal enemy Shira engage it what really sounds like hate sex.
While Cory was completely confident in his brother’s class. If Shira can break through Silver hard enough to have him screw her on the office desk. There pretty much wasn’t anything stopping her from convincing Techny to screw her against the bookshelves.
“Wow don’t you guys sound suspicious.” A new, amused, and beautifully familiar voice suddenly appeared. It was Citinea. “I’d prefer it if you didn’t stain my books.”
“Th–that’s not what this was about!” Techny shouted, sounding a bit horrified. Huh, maybe he had been wrong about his attraction to the Skiddo?
Cory heard Shira squeak at some point, so he wasn’t surprised by her lack of response to Citinea’s suggestion. The ground type flinched when he heard Citinea shuffle to where he was. “And with a live audience, too.” She chuckled, poking her head from a bookshelf to see Cory curled up in ball.
The twin tails had dragged Cory over to the other two, fully dressed thankfully. Techny pressed two fingers to his forehead, his version of a face palm, once Cory joined the two. Shira’s light pink dusting seemed to have darkened at the knowledge of the ground type being there for the whole conversation.
“Wh–how much did you hear…?” Shira asked, shuffling her feet. Most likely to shake off the numbness.
Cory pushed his glasses closer to his face, looking down with a heavy blush. “Um… n-not enough to uh, understand what’s going on.”
“So you two thought someone was going to get laid today?” The irritation in Techny’s voice was clearly directed towards Citinea. Who by the by was standing there smugly, obviously enjoying the discomfort of everyone in this room.
“That is–!” Cory was mildly surprised that the grass type didn’t understand Citinea’s suggestion. She cut her yelp short, now understanding what the two bystanders were thinking their conversation was about. All Cory could do was sheepishly shrug.
“Well would you look at that, I still have someone to corrupt.” Citinea chuckled to herself.
Shira regained her abilities to speak and shook her head rapidly. Probably shaking away all the mental images that most definitely went through City’s. “I just wanted him to touch my horns!”
Techny pressed his fingers deeper. Citinea smothered down her grin. “You’re not making it better.” She said, much to Shira’s horror.
Yeah, all Cory wanted at this point was to get the heck out of this room.
“No! Oh my–shaa!” Clearly embarrassed, Shira pressed her hands against her warming cheeks.
Techny sighed out, twisting his neck a bit. “She wanted to try her empathic abilities.”
Oh.
Well that, was a lot better. Cory held in his sigh of relief, because there was something else off with this.
Citinea clearly thought the same. “What… the hell was she going to touch, then?”
At that, Techny’s head screw twirled as the Magnemite went rigid. Both of them understood immediately. While Cory felt sorry for the both of them, as having them touch each other like that would end disastrously. Citinea busted out laughing, because in all honesty. It would be rather humorous to see the two of freak out at their zero compatibility.
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Title: 23. “Just once”Series: Shadow Operatives of Chaotic TwinkleRelationships: Spiteful Ship (Techny x Shira)Rated: AA (Anyone Aware)Season/Timeline: At some point in time because this is totally canon//shotQuote: “Wow don’t you guys sound suspicious.”Genre: Three Company’s Humor?Characters: Techny Berium | Hanaki Shira | Citinea Liliacease | Cory BelliumWord Count: 750