Spiel Mit Mir – Yahoo Me
by taitofan
Rated M for sexual situations and incest (PG-13)
Disclaimer: Yeah right, as if Pokémon would ever have real twincest in it.
Author's Note: This is the only one to be a direct sequel. Remember Join Me? Yeah, this follows that one.
If you have any CC, please share and I'll listen. Please read, review, and enjoy! Finished 04-22-13
The party had been huge, with every gym leader in Unova attending, as well as many very strong trainers and even a few elites. Iris herself had come!
Chili was happy with the turnout, even if it was a bit overwhelming. They hadn't gotten this response when he and his brothers first got their gym, but now that he and Cress were reopening it as a dual water and fire type gym with double battles, everyone was suddenly excited. True, dual gym leaders were a novelty, and a trainer would have a real challenge commanding two pokémon at once against Cress and Chili. Especially since they were a lot stronger then they'd been years ago, a fact almost everyone at the party had brought up.
The party was on the eve of the gym's reopening, and they both knew they should get some sleep. They'd still be waiters at the restaurant until they had challengers, and there were a few new staff members coming in that would need training to help when the brother's gym leader duties were too time consuming.
There was a possibility they'd have to eventually leave the restaurant all together, though Cress had insisted they not tell Cilan that quite yet. Neither of them liked the idea of separating completely from Cilan, but they accepted that perhaps it was inevitable with their growing interests in different fields. Cilan wanted the restaurant, Cress wanted the gym, and Chili… Well, Chili didn't care so much as long as he was with Cress.
At the current moment, Chili was indeed with Cress, in his brother's bedroom, decidedly not sleeping.
"Cress—oh!—we're gonna regret this in—ahh—the morning." Cress stopped sucking Chili's neck and smirked.
"Perhaps. But won't our victories seem that much sweeter knowing we forwent resting to have sex instead?" They had sex so regularly that Chili didn't see the big deal, but still. Whatever. If Cress wanted to fuck instead of sleep, far be it for him to refuse.
"Whatever you say. Now, unnn, stop teasing and touch me dammit!"
Waking up that morning had been tough. They'd stayed awake longer than usual, and had to wake up earlier than normal to prepare. Cress had insisted on a grand speech for their very first challenger, and as with everything else, Chili couldn't argue with what Cress wanted, even if that meant he'd be yawning the entire battle.
"I wonder who we'll get to face first." Cress was one step away from gushing, and Chili's sleep deprived brain found it almost unnerving. Still cute of course, but he figured he was probably pretty biased when it came to Cress.
"I think, um, it will be someone fairly strong," Cilan said as he unlocked the restaurant doors. Before the first customer—Spectator? Challenger? Chili didn't know; there were more people out there than he'd expected—could enter, Cilan turned around to face his brothers, smiling coyly. "I challenge you to a gym battle."
Cress's jaw hung, and almost as if by magic, Chili wasn't tired anymore.
"Aw yeah," he cheered, grabbing Cress's arm and practically dragging him to the stage where battles took place. "Let's do this!"
The crowd settled into the tables, whispering excitedly amongst themselves. Cress finally recovered and launched into his dramatic speech, now improvising with things about brotherly love and whatnot. Chili watched Cress, a grin almost splitting his face. This was happening—he and Cress were officially the Striaton City gym leaders, and this was what he had to look forward to for a long time to come. It was all definitely worth celebrating!
…And later that evening, that was exactly what he and Cress were going to do, all night long.