tickling birds

pokemon tickle

It was a calm, relaxing night covering the world like a blanket. Cresselia, a female Pokemon who grants joyful dreams traversed nowhere in particular through the starry night. 

It was her duty to bless others with happy dreams and prevent the other half, nightmares, from scarring mortals and other beings. The one who caster anti-dreams was none other than her enemy, Darkrai.

Darkrai was a mischievous fellow who had his wits. Although he seemed serious, he was quite playful, truthfully, only with her to say. Always pestering her, he knew she had a weak side.

He was constantly consisting of usual pranks that ticked her off. Darkrai was just that nuisance in her life that she couldn't stand… but yet she liked it deep down.

Cresselia sighed, it was the same task every night: trying to keep others happy with their dreams. Never actually be granted her own wish.

Sometimes she wondered why she never got the happiness she deserved after all she’s done for the living beings. 

She looked up to the moonlight being shrouded by mystical stars. It was a definite sight to behold with a deep meaning in her pink eyes.

But a rustle in the bushes from below startled her. She wasn't floating too far from the ground to hear the sound. Curious, she floats down, calling out in a heavenly voice, “Hello…?”

She got no reply. “If you wish to not answer, please show yourself.” Still no answer, she sighed. “Very well. I must be on my way.” She’d figure it was a stray pokemon who wandered out.

However she was wrong as a black hourglass figure popped out. “Cresselia. What a surprise seeing you around here.”

Her face filled with shock. “Darkrai?! What are you doing here?” He stared down at her, obviously having a determined look, “Not following you, definitely not that.”

The lunar female’s face flushed with disgust. “You sicken me. Why must you pester when you have better things to do?” Darkrai simply shrugged. “No clue as to why… maybe I just want something from you.”

Cresselia huffed in annoyance. “How do you simply not know if you want something. Do not waste time and do tell what your motives are so I can get on with my duty.”

If Darkrai could grin, he would be doing so. His face filled with lust. “I want to try something.” She looked unamused. “You want to try something?”

He nodded as he floated upwards and hovered around her, playfully running his wavering ribbons across her smooth skin. She reacted by trying to hold a giggle from escaping her mouth; however, Darkrai seemed to notice that her body trembled when his plume wavered underneath her body... maybe her belly button.

Darkrai never actually saw Cresselia’s belly button to the point. Whenever she stood upright to charge an attack or raise her head in royalty, her navel stood out. It was odd that he never took the time to find pleasure in such a space.

In fact, he felt attracted towards it.

Taking notice that it was probably her sensitive spot, he lustfully ran his hand across her cheek, which seemed to be stained red. “Ever heard of tickling?”

“Absolutely not!” She shook her head violently, pushing away Darkrai. She seemed pestered… exactly what the black Pokemon needed. Frustrated minds were the easiest to allure. No way on the Distortion World would Cresselia ever allow Darkrai to touch her that way.

So he needed to make her think differently. The best way to do so was a tactic that Darkrai knew well…

Hypnosis.