Nu Carnival Tickles

"What in the hell?" Edmond stared at the absolute chaos in what had once been one of the mansion's most quiet, peaceful living rooms with a shocked expression, Olivine behind him bemused as well.

Eiden's head popped out of the undisturbed sea of plastic balls, a big grin stretching from cheek to cheek. "Edmond, Olivine! Join us!"

"Us?"

Aster and Morvay's heads also popped out of the balls, alongside Garu and Blade.

"Of course it's you five," Edmond pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration, while Olivine chuckled fondly behind him. "We have important business-"

"One of us, one of us," Eiden quietly cheered, the others joining in as they managed to move their way towards Edmond and Olivine. They looked for all the world like little sharks.

Morvay and Aster were the first to reach Edmond, and they dragged him kicking and screaming into the ball pit, Morvay at his arms and Aster grabbing his ankles. They worked hard to submerge the fighting knight in the balls, until only his hands and feet could be seen.

Eiden turned to Olivine, who was watching the proceedings with an amused smile. "Will we be forced to drag you in as well, your holiness?"

The priest chuckled, carefully stepping over the little barrier separating balls from the corridor. "I think I would prefer to enter of my own volition." He smiled brightly at Eiden, who couldn't help but laugh as well.

"Yeah, I think Fighty McFightPants figured that out."

"So how did you even-"

"AACK! RELEASE MEHEHE!" Edmond's shrill scream interrupted the two's conversation, and they whirled around to see that the knight had been attempting to leave the pit. Aster, however, had managed to grab him, manicured nails skittering all over a trapped foot that had lost a boot. Morvay, as usual, wasn't far behind the vampire, quickly grabbing Edmond under the arms and going to town. "NOHOHO!"

"Ooh, are we playing?" Blade perked up, pouncing on Garu. "Come on, Garu-Garu!"

As Blade and Garu started a (one-sided) tickle fight, balls flying everywhere from flailing arms and legs, Eiden turned to Olivine with a mischievous glint in his eyes.

"O~livine~," he sang quietly, and an involuntary smile tugged at the priests lips.

"Yeah?"

"I'm~ gonna~ tickle~ you~"

"Is that so?"

Eiden grinned, but then his mouth opened in shock as a green ball hit him gently in the nose. Olivine laughed as he waded carefully away, the noise practically lost in the noise surrounding him.

"Master! Wake up! We have to go!" Aster frowned, looking at the lump of human in bed. He'd even gone so far as to forcefully remove the covers off him, in a move that sent even Morvay scrambling, but the man was unchanged.

Eiden's reluctance to awaken was one of his few failings. Aster scrunched his nose, before an idea hit him.

He was long overdue for some revenge anyway.

"You asked for it!" He dug his fingers into Eiden's side, giggling at the undignified screech that tore from the human's throat.

"Are you awake now, master?" He asked innocently, pretending like he wasn't sure. "Maybe you need a little more tickle treatment... just to be sure!"

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Morvay yelped as Eiden tased him yet again, whirling around with a pout on his face. "Master!" He whined, watching the human laugh.

"Sorry Morvay!" Eiden grinned insincerely. "You're just too cute! Let me tickle you!"

"No!" The incubus instinctively tased Eiden's sides, both of them pausing for a minute as they realised what just happened.

"Now, Morvay, just think - THINK ABOUT WHAT YOU'RE DOHOHOING!!!"

*

"Are you quite alright, Mr Eiden?" Yakumo asked, having happened upon the human lounging in the garden. He had found a sun spot, and spread out like a starfish, humming happily.

"Yakumo!" Eiden grinned, lifting his hands and making grabby motions. "Come lay down with me! It's so nice and warm..." A big yawn cut him off, and the grabby hands intensified.

Yakumo couldn't help but smile slightly, obediently laying down next to Eiden and letting the man cuddle up to him. One of his hands stroked gently up and down his side, and he squirmed a little.

"That tickles Yakumo."

"Want me to stop?"

"... No."

*

"Are you quite done?" Edmond huffed, half-glaring at Eiden. "The way you handle a sword is appalling, and I refuse to allow you to walk around unprotected."

"That's what I have you for." Eiden sulked, sitting on the floor in protest. "I don't want to do it."

"Unfortunately for you, I am giving you no choice in the matter. Stand up and draw your blade."

"No."

"That wasn't a question."

"Don't feel like it."

Edmond poked him in the side with the wooden practice sword, hearing him squeak.

"Up. Now."

"You can't make me!"

"Can't I?"

Edmond poked him a couple more times, one elegant eyebrow raised, before Eiden finally gave in.

*

"O~livine~," Eiden sang sleepily, causing the priest to chuckle fondly. Eiden was sat in his lap, arms wrapped around his neck and chin resting on Olivine's shoulder while he prepped some activities for the children of the church to do in the upcoming sermons.

"Yes, dear one?" He murmured softly, pressing a kiss to the side of his neck.

"Can you... do that thing?"

Olivine chuckled again, moving one hand to gently tickle up and down Eiden's spine. He shivered, before melting into the gentle touches.

"That good?"

"Yeah."

*

"Quincyyyyyy! Wake up!" Eiden barged into his house, causing the sleeping man to open one eye in irritated confusion.

"I missed you!" The human continued, too loud and too chaotic for the yokai to deal with right now. "I wanna do something! Something fun! Maybe we can go camping, or explore the forest? Yakumo saId he could do with some more berries for Edmond's lunch-BOOOX!"

Eiden's sudden yell came from Quincy's massive hand dragging him into bed, the yokai himself barely awake.

"Too loud. Sleep."

"But Quincy-"

A grunt interrupted him, and Eiden's face showed offense, before suddenly a giant grin split his face. "Wait - wait Quincy nohoho!"

"You said you wanted to do something fun?" The note of amusement in Quincy's voice was hard to miss, and he looked more awake than Eiden had seen before. "This is what you get."

*

"KuYAHA!" Eiden yelped, feeling ticklish sensations wrecking havoc on his body. He turned around, looking wildly for a glimpse of purple, but the fox was nowhere to be found.

"Shihihihit!" The human slipped into the nearest room, closing the door and basically dropping to the ground. The feeling was like a million feathers all over his body - neck, ears, armpits, stomach, feet... There was no reprieve, no amount of begging that could stop this spell. He curled up in a ball, hands tucked into his armpits in a futile attempt at protecting them as he laughed helplessly.

A shadow fell over him, and his teary eyes looked up into Kuya's smirking face.

"Something funny, young master?"

*

*Ack!" Eiden yelped as he felt hands grabbing his sides, sending him dropping to the ground. "Wha-?"

"Payback, human!" Karu's unmistakeable growl came from behind him, and the yokai's claws attacked him mercilessly. Unlike usual, Karu appeared to have figured out how to tickle without scratching, and Eiden found himself in hysterics beneath him, flailing like a fish out of water.

"Karu!!" He wailed, "Plehehehease!"

"Hahaha!" Karu grinned wickedly, "My lessons are from Kuya, human - you cannot escape!"

Eiden could only hope for Garu to save him.

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"Darling!" Blade ran up to Eiden, a big grin on his face. "Olivine told me that some humans can have weird tickle spots! My books only told me about what he said are the usual - the sides, the ribs, the stomach and the feet! But Olivine said there are people who are ticklish behind their ears, under their chins, palms, inner elbows, necks - even zones my books told me were mostly for pleasure, like butts and-"

"Woah - slow down!" Eiden laughed, having been unable to determine most of what was said. "Too fast for my brain to understand!"

"Can we experiment?" Blade asked excitedly. "I need to find more of darling's sensitive places!"

"If you want," Eiden scratched the back of his neck bashfully, "I mean I have some free time so... Wait - wait Blade not in the gahahardens!!!"

*

"This is what happens when you try to skip sword practice." Dante sighed, currently perched on Eiden's back and his hands wrecking havoc on his armpits. The Sun Lord had literally chased the man down, tackling him to the ground just to get him in this scenario.

"Now look at you, crying like a baby from laughter and I still haven't heard a single apology. It's like you don't even care about being able to defend yourself - then again, how can you defend yourself from anyone when you can't even fight off me when I'm tickling you?"

He sighed again, "Tell you what, lift your arms enough for me to get my fingers out and I'll stop. An exercise in self-control. You have twenty minutes to do it successfully, or I'll give you to Kuya for the night. All trussed up, like a present. Your time starts now."

*

"Hm, not quite as sensitive as other locations..." Rei murmured under his breath, hearing tired giggles pour from Eiden's lips.

"Are you dohohone?" Eiden whined, trying to resist pushing Rei's hands away from his neck.

"Nonsense," the scientist huffed, returning to his journal to document the findings. "I have just barely scratched the surface. Your essence levels are normal, so we have only just established the baseline for the experiment. I have yet to determine the effects of essence on sensitivity - so I need you to build up an abundance of essence, and also a deprivation of essence, so I can accurately record my findings."

"Abundance and deprivation of essence?"

Rei sighed, explaining exactly how to gain and lose essence, and Eiden resigned himself to a few days of being Rei's experiment.

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🩵 The man, the myth, the legend...

🩵 EIDEN!!

🩵 Even switch, will lee and ler for anyone and everyone. Just loves tickling in general.

🩵 Pretty sensitive, a solid 8-9 out of 10. Worst spots are his underarms, thighs and ribs, but he's got a good spread of spots so you won't miss anything.

🩵 Squirmy but not fighty. A lil worm. He wriggle.

🩵 As a ler he's very playfully teasy, but he's also got this unique ability of reading his lee and adjusting his tickles to their body language. For example, with people like Edmond he knows he can't do baby-talking unless he literally wants to be eviscerated, but with Olivine sometimes it's hit and miss so he can sort of guesstimate when it will hit and when it won't, ya feel me?

Edmond panted heavily as Eiden pinned his arms above his head, tired yet manic giggles still pouring from his lips as he fought for air. The other man chuckled, one hand gently tickling across his stomach and sides - not hard enough to count as an attack, but enough to make him giggle.

"There you go," he murmured, watching Edmond slowly calm down. As his breathing regulated, and his giggles shifted from manic and tired to merely tired, Eiden slowly became gentler, until eventually he was simply dragging the pads of his fingers around the man's abdomen. "Good job, Edmond, it's over now. No more tickles."

Those words were the magic words, as the knights body sagged into the bed as if all the energy had been swapped from him. And when Eiden released his hands, laying next to him and pulling him in for a well-deserved cuddle, he went without a fight, merely closing his eyes and enjoying the warmth of Eiden's arms. One hand stroking up and down his back, the other stroking his hair, and Eiden's voice murmuring sweet nothings and gentle reassurances that he did well, that there would be no more tickling, that he could sleep now...

Well, was it any wonder that the workaholic knight ended up taking a nap in Eiden's arms?

Eiden couldn't help but grin as quiet snores filled the room, pulling Edmond closer and squeezing him a little. It wasn't often that they got to have playful moments followed by gentle cuddles - regulating the altars had them so busy that they were often thrown from one altar to the next. However, they had yet to locate the next one, and they were well-overdue a break, so they had (reluctantly, in Edmond's case) returned to the mansion to recuperate and relax a little.

And if Eiden had seen how sleep deprived and tetchy the aforementioned knight was, and formulated a plan to get him to relax and take a nice nap?

Well, Edmond didn't need to know.

Eiden hadn't expected his first-aid classes to actually come in handy in Klein.

They'd been required for a couple of his jobs, just a quick course on what he was most likely to encounter, but with all the healing magic and essence transfusions he hadn't really been practicing.

But when he went into Rei's room to find him having a seizure... Well, thank God Eiden hadn't slept through that one.

As it was right now, Rei's head was cradled on Eiden's lap, a pillow laid on top of his knees to ensure he wouldn't hurt himself. He couldn't note when the seizure started, especially since he was already in the throes of it when he found him, but he remembered that staying with them and talking calmly was important, so he did that. It was mostly meaningless platitudes - telling him he was ok and that Eiden was here - but he didn't really know what else to say.

Father was perched on the bed above, cooing frantically and ruffling his feathers. Eiden imagined the bird was as terrified as he was, but he didn't have time to comfort the animal. As soon as Rei's shaking ended, he had to turn him on his side.

Soon enough, the shaking stopped, and Eiden rolled him over. Rei couldn't help but groan, and Eiden shushed him gently, rubbing one hand up and down his shoulder. "It's ok, Rei, it's ok." He murmured helplessly, "Let me know when you're back with us. You're doing so well, just keep breathing."

"Where..."

"You're at the mansion, you were staying the night because it was too late for you to set off home. I found you seizing in your room - I know you still call it a guest room but it's basically yours by now, we should make it feel more like it belongs to you... Oh! When Yakumo and I were at the market earlier I found some little decorations that I think are right up your alley! Tomorrow I'll ask Aster for some money and we'll go get you kitted out..."

Eiden kept rambling, even as one of Rei's hands snuck up and grabbed a hold of Eiden's. The scientist held on tightly, barely listening, and Eiden lightly stroked his thumb on the back of his palm. Eiden's other hand went up to his ear - not the one with the gemstone - and lightly traced it in a soothing manner. He could see the twitch in Rei's lips, but it was more of a soft, grounding kind of tickle. The kind that let him know that even if he wasn't listening, Eiden was still there.

"You know, I'm surprised with all your sciencey ways you haven't joined Blade on his Tickle Experiments yet." Eiden mused, "I would have thought that'd be right up your alley, taking note of where everyone's sensitive and torturing them." Father cooed in agreement, and Rei shot a half-hearted glare his way. "Ha! See! Father agrees with me."

"It's ... hardly the most interesting of experiments." Rei's voice was slightly slurred, but he seemed to be coming back to himself.

"I'm sorry, have you seen some of the people around here? Edmond has very interesting reactions, thank you very much, and no one's been able to get Kuya yet so that's uncharted territory! Come on, are you telling me you're not even a little interested?"

"... Maybe. It might... be fun..."

"There you go! Tomorrow we'll kit out your room and Blade and yourself can go on a tickle rampage. I'll make sure everyone is in, just for you~ Just leave Quincy and Blade, they're not ticklish at all, believe me I tried!"

Rei giggled quietly, and Eiden moved his fingers down to his neck, just tickling enough that the giggles kept coming. "Blade will probably want to get you though. He doesn't like missing data."

"Neither do I."

They stayed like that for a while, rambling conversations and soft giggles filling the silence. And if, when Rei was feeling better, he pulled Eiden's hand down to his side, neither of them would tell a soul.

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🖤 Listen Rei needs a fucking hug ok my man is the nu carnival developers punching bag

🖤 Anyway, Rei for me is a pretty even switch. And a bitch. But anyway he'll lee and he'll ler, and he'll never seem particularly enthusiastic about either unless you can get him in a really soft state.

🖤 As a lee I think he'd be mostly into comfort tickles. The soft gentle kind, where his ler will stop it the slightest indication of it being too much. I don't think he's too ticklish, which does help that, but he has very strong boundaries that you have to be very careful not to cross. He's had his lines crossed too often before. Also Father will kill you.

🖤 Probably has really soft and really cute laughter - a little wheezy if you get him fully going, but it's just very low and very sweet.

🖤 Would probably be ticklish in the normal places. I like to headcanon that the gemstone locations are very sensitive, but aside from that one ear he's not hyper ticklish or anything, just at a solid middling point. I think his preferred locations for tickles are ears, neck and probably his back - the kind of locations that are good for cuddling and gentle tickling.

🖤 As a ler, he's the experimental ler. One proper wrecking to find out where your sensitive spots are, and then subsequent wreckings are whenever he finds something new to get a rise out of you. A hairbrush, a feather, a ribbon - he must record all the reactions to find the perfect tickle tool.

Dante was an... interesting character. Arrogant, sure, and more than a bit boastful, but Eiden was sure something a little softer, a little sweeter, lurked beneath what could only be a cruel facade.

That being said, an attempt at attacking Dante may not really go so well...

So far, in terms of Eiden VS Clanmates, the score was 4-3. So while he was winning, his clanmates were a little too close to catching up for his liking. If he counted Morvay and Aster, it would be 6-3, but counting the familiars as clanmates just felt wrong. Even though they acted like clanmates, and enjoyed hanging out with everyone, they were very distinctly their own thing.

So 4-3 it was, and Eiden was attempting to bring a 5th victory to the table.

By attacking a literal king.

Hey, he never claimed he was smart.

"Danteeeee~" Eiden sidled up behind him, an obviously fake innocent grin plastered on his face. He draped himself over the man like an overly-affectionate cat, giggling as the man pulled a face. "How are you doooooing?~"

"Fine, until you showed up." Dante huffed, back slightly hunched in his seat as Eiden's weight pressed down upon him. "Will you release me? Or will I have to force the matter?"

"No fun." Eiden pouted, but clambered off him, allowing him to regain his impeccable posture and raise an eyebrow. "I suppose I shall go have fun elsewhere." He put on a fake accent, mimicking Dante's way of speaking and assuming a haughty stance. "As my presence is so offensive."

Dante's eyebrows creased in confusion, before realisation dawned on his face that he was being teased. His eyebrow raised yet again, a small smirk pulling at the corner of his lips. Ok, this was how it was going to be. "Very well then. Leave. I have business to attend to."

Eiden huffed, but accepted defeat willingly. Clearly Dante had more important stuff to do, and he could attack him later... As he turned to leave, still playfully haughty to show that he wasn't really upset (God forbid some of his more... protective clanmates think Dante hurt him), he yelped as a strong arm pulled him back, falling into the king's lap and looking up into a smirking face.

"No fun, eh? I'll show you fun."

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❤️ Ok with Dante I haven't actually hit his part of the storyline yet? Shocking I know. Considering I've been playing for months this should be a travesty but I did have many breaks so honestly idek.

❤️ Anyway I'm a little iffy with his personalisation (obviously) and for now with what I've got to work with I think this guy is mostly a ler? Like you can definitely get him, he can be a lee, but at the same time he prefers to ler.

❤️ As a lee I can imagine this guy is the hardest fighter. Throws kicks, punches, elbows and knees until his ler is bruised to hell and back. You need an Olivine on hand to heal you after getting Dante. I imagine his laugh would be very attractive - one of those laughs that is deep and silky smooth and it's like how tf do you not even slightly screech scream or snort tf? Literally stereotypical sexy muscle dude laugh. Minus the leg muscle lmao

❤️ Probably the kind to cuss you out between laughter. Also the kind to violently sulk after getting got.

❤️ As a ler I imagine he would be mostly the punishment tickler. You know the kind, wait for any kind of infraction before offering 'punishment'. Usually lectures his lee on why what they did was wrong and that he would graciously wait for an apology. Will then pretend he can't understand his lee when they say sorry.

Eiden cursed himself internally, too busy screaming to do it externally.

To be fair, Blade had been programmed to feel pain and pleasure, so it wouldn't have been too far of a stretch to imagine he had been programmed to be ticklish as well. However, Eiden had thought wrong, and as much as Blade enjoyed his books about sex, it appears he had also read some about tickling.

"Darling - I read that this spot is sensitive!" The e-droid chirped happily, digging the fingers on one hand into Eiden's armpit. Despite his slim frame, Blade was surprisingly strong, one hand managing to pin both of Eiden's wrists against the wall behind him. To be fair, he had been made that way, but sue Eiden for forgetting Blade was not quite human.

He was getting punished enough for that anyway.

"BLAHAHADE!" He wailed as inhumanly quick fingers wrecked havoc on his torso, thrashing in the e-droid's hold. He shrieked as Blade released his hands to tickle both armpits, the droid watching curiously as Eiden's hands slammed down and he curled in on himself, like a turtle. "DOHOHON'T!!"

"Darling is so cute when he's laughing," Blade grinned innocently, sharp teeth contrasting his sweet face, He paused at Eiden's request, tapping his fingers gently against the sensitive skin. "Where else is darling sensitive? ~"

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🖤 In my head Blade was not made to be ticklish. Like he may have been programmed for pain and pleasure but tickling is just not in that roster.

🖤 So obviously Blade is very curious about ticklishness because he can't experience it and as such as soon as he finds someone who is ticklish it is sciencey time baybee let's see what this actually is!

🖤 Of course the typical problems of robot trying to figure out humans occurs - he can go too far sometimes, not out of any maliciousness, just pure naivety to the human body and it's reactions. However, that also means that he's hyper-aware of any 'dont's and 'stop's, so some more fighty lees have to choke down their embarrassment to get what they want.

🖤 Eiden becomes his guide to the fighting lee and shows him when he should stop or when to tell when someone's actually enjoying themselves even when they deny it.

🖤 Has superior strength because, well, e-droid. Not quite as strong as Quincy, but enough to subdue a fighters wrists with one hand.

🖤 Probably spews out random facts about ticklishness he learned from books whenever he thinks it's appropriate. Also will unintentionally tease which is worse than intentional teases somehow

🖤 Thinks it's very cute when the word 'tickle' flusters people. Also thinks it's very cute and fun to discuss tickling openly and watch people go red and try to escape the conversation.

Eiden was back in the game now!!

He laughed as Garu squirmed beneath him, occasional golden flashes in his eyes reminding him of Karu's presence. However, Garu seemed thoroughly intent on enjoying the tickly torment, as his tail wagged rapidly.

"Having fun, Garu?" He danced his fingers along the wolf-boy's stomach, which had been willingly presented when the yokai had stretched out upon his lap. It may not have been verbal, but good god was he asking for it, stretching out like that! It had been too long since Eiden got to play about finding new ticklish spots on new clanmates...

"Yehehes!" Garu giggled wildly, taking the human aback with his honesty.

He'd been getting Edmond too much lately, clearly.

Or maybe Garu just didn't have the same embarrassment some of his more lee clanmates had.

"Good!" Eiden laughed, scratching playfully at his ribs before flitting his hands across his body. His underarms got a good reaction, as did his knees - he nearly got kicked in the face when he squeezed them, and the pup had laughed out an apology that just melted any irritation Eiden may have felt. It had provided him the opportunity to find his worst spot though - as Garu had kicked his boots off when they started playing earlier, and the yokai's feet were easily his most sensitive spot. Focusing a little on the sensitive skin underneath his toes, he leaned down towards Garu, grinning wickedly.

Whatever he was going to say was disrupted by Karu's hand pressing firmly against his face, the yokai's laughter changing from happy and playful to forced and withheld. Without fail Eiden slowed down the tickles, until eventually Karu was just giggling.

"Sorry about that, Karu," he apologised, smiling brightly at the now-golden eyed pup. "Garu wanted to play, do you want me to stop?"

Karu growled a little, trying to force the smile off his face as he contemplated. Eiden kept the soft tickles going, watching little shivers wrack his frame every so often, before he got a response.

"Grrr... Keep it like that!"

"Yes sir!"

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💙 Ok so both Garu and Karu have different preferences in my mind so this is gonna be a long one bear with me

💙 Garu loves tickles. 100% a lee, he has no shame about it either and it flusters some of the other clan members (cough Edmond cough) to no end. This man will straight up ask for tickles and stretch himself out ready and waiting for you with his tail wagging a mile a minute - he is adorable and he goddamn knows it.

💛 Karu, meanwhile, I would classify him as a ler but he's just not very good at it. I just don't see Karu being very into tickling, or at least not the playful kind. The soft, gentle, relaxing kind I can see him enjoying, as long as the ler listens to what he says. But if Karu was to enjoy any form of playful tickling, I think he'd have to be the ler.

💙 Garu's laugh is very bright and giggly, with a lot of snorts that just make him (and his ler) laugh even harder. He's very honest as well - he won't deny his enjoyment or his ticklishness, which can sometimes leave his ler a little dumbfounded because how often do you tickle a lee who doesn't try and lie? Not that often.

💛 Karu's laughter, on the other hand, is a lot more staggered. He tries to hold his breath, keep his laugh in, and all in all its very stuttery. If he willingly gets those gentle tickles I mentioned, his laugh is very breathy and quiet, and you could probably mistake it for heavy breathing if you weren't listening properly. Both are cute though.

💙 As a ler, Garu is eager to please. I think he'd more often act as an accomplice rather than of his own volition, assisting Kuya or Blade in a tickle-war as opposed to going solo. He'd be very enthusiastic about his job though - so enthusiastic that any accidental scratches from his claws can be overlooked.

Eiden was never the kind to play with fire, but his efforts to... mess with his newest clanmates had stopped going quite so well.

As evidenced by his magically-pinned hands and Kuya's prettily-painted claws wrecking havoc in his armpits.

"The young master thought it wise to try and tickle me, hmm?" The yokai chuckled wickedly, barely heard beneath the others shrieking laughter. "Hehe, well, it appears that you are far more susceptible than I... I suppose one must take their entertainment where they can, no?"

Eiden practically screamed as Kuya's hands made their way down his body, stopping at his thighs. "Oya?" The fox's grin sharpened, fingers slowing down to teasingly stroke at the sensitive skin. It was gentle enough to barely be felt through Eiden's jeans, but the simple promise of what was to come had Eiden begging for Kuya to have mercy, straining uselessly against the purple sigil.

"Ahh, how pleasant it is to hear true begging every once in a while." Kuya sighed happily, pausing briefly as if soaking in the rare occurrence. "Alas, unfortunately for you, on this rare occasion I am not bored."

Eiden wouldn't be escaping for a while...

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💜 Ok so Kuya is a bitch but he's my bitch ok I love he

💜 I really tried to think of any situation where Eiden could flip the tables but alas without involving Quincy I really couldn't see it

💜 If, and only if, anyone managed to flip the tables on Kuya, his most sensitive spots would probably be his ears, his hips and probably his feet (hotspot of toes because foxes have toebeans and toebeans are one of the few things that bring happiness in life)

💜 His laughter, and hear me out, would be very shrieky and screechy and screamy - like a fox! Despite his silky smooth voice he really be yellin up a storm while laughing.

💜 Will bite you to get you to stop, and will not apologise.

💜 As a ler, god he's the fucking worst. Teasy, merciless, and with magic to boot? Say your prayers, you are not getting out of this alive without agreeing to something.

💜 Will attack whenever and wherever he wishes. Does not give a fuck about your dignity or reputation. If he's bored he will find a victim.

💜 Is not above using his magic to fuel some group tickly shenanigans and hiding just to watch the chaos. Man will cast tickly spells on a bunch of people in one room, lock the door, and watch them descend into madness as they try and find him.

💜 If you can get him to be softer, he probably gives really nice gentle tickles. Like as aftercare or comfort. He's got that fluffy fox tail and long nails that can be really nice and give you the pleasant kind of shivers.

This... This was a dangerous game Eiden was playing.

He looked down at Quincy, fast asleep in bed, Topper perched on his shoulder squeaking in confusion. "I've got everyone else," he whispered to the critter, "But this is the first time the tables might turn... Well, you only live once! ATTACK!"

His yell woke Quincy, sleepy red eyes opening as Eiden descended upon his stomach and ribs. Not a single noise left his lips, only one eyebrow raised quizzically, as the human gaped in shock.

"E-eh?" He yelped, trying to tickle Quincy's neck and armpits and thighs. "You have to be ticklish somewhere? Right? Right?"

Careful examination revealed that no, Quincy wasn't ticklish, and he slowly raised his head to look at the man. His lips had a slight quirk to them, almost imperceptible, and Eiden raised his hands in surrender.

"Uh - Quincy! I, uh, I was just-"

"Tickling?"

"Um, yeah?" Eiden squeaked a little, lips already turning up as he tried to talk his way out of it. "I just - I got everyone else and, and I thought..."

"Heh," Quincy's huff of amusement was deafening in the quiet room, and he grabbed Eiden, pulling him to his chest with surprising quickness.

"Wait - Quincy! I - please don't-"

"Why?"

"Because, ah, um..."

Quincy started tickling Eiden's tummy, pinning him to the yokai's chest with ease. "Because it tickles?"

"Y- yeah! I - ah, stop!" Eiden tried to hold in his laughter, feet kicking in an attempt to escape. He squealed when Topper started nuzzling at his neck, and couldn't hold in his giggles. They were partially anticipatory, partially from the tickling he was already receiving.

"Troublesome little devil..." Quincy hummed, stopping his tickles and just pulling the man close. "Sleep now. It's still dark."

And so Eiden resigned himself to being a human teddy bear, as Topper curled up on his hip and Quincy held his waist.

Things could have gone worse, he guessed...

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💛 I've said it before and I'll say it again, Quincy does not like to be written at all.

💛 I really cannot see him being ticklish at all. Maybe his senses are dulled by age, or maybe he's just too tired for your nonsense - either way Quincy is just this monolith of unticklishness and it's slightly scary.

💛 So by default Quincy is a ler. Topper is also a ler - he had no qualms about tickling exposed necks and collarbones by wiping his tail against them.

💛 I can't really see Quincy being the biggest tickler. I imagine he'd attack if provoked of course - his main lees are probably Eiden (because soft spot) and Kuya (because he's a bitch who needs taking down a peg).

Olivine was just, so soft.

Everything about the man, from his smile to his ample chest, was soft and gentle and calming in the best way possible. Eiden felt like he could just hold Olivine forever, feel the priest's hands carding gently through his hair as his soft voice reads a book that Eiden doesn't know or care about in favour of being surrounded by him...

Okay, maybe Eiden is a little bit obsessed with hugging Olivine.

But honestly, can you blame him? His head was currently leaning on Olivine's shoulder, and whenever he looked up he was met with a pair of soft green eyes looking upon him with such fondness that even he couldn't hold back a slight blush from gracing his cheekbones. His gentle smile grew whenever he moved to press a kiss to the top of Eiden's head, and honestly it was pure bliss.

Eiden found himself dozing as Olivine continued to read, some epic fantasy novel that Eiden hadn't been paying too much attention to, and he nuzzled into Olivine's neck. Olivine chuckled gently, pausing in his reading to pat Eiden's head again.

"Are you tired?" He asked, voice a mere murmur in the serenity of the library.

"A little," Eiden huffed, the puff of breath against Olivine's neck causing him to scrunch his nose and tilt his head.

"Feel free to sleep if you wish," the priest murmured, "I have nowhere else to be."

Eiden didn't answer, simply pressing a kiss to Olivine's pretty neck. He intended to close his eyes, however he felt the hitch in Olivine's breathing and... well, he was curious. He pressed another little kiss, and another, and when the priest finally let out a giggle, he felt like he won.

"Are you having fun?" Olivine had a slight blush tinting his cheeks, smile a little brighter than usual as he looked down at Eiden with sparkling eyes.

"Starting to." Eiden grinned widely back, all sleepiness gone as he lifted a hand up to the man's neck and started gently scratching it.

Olivine's shoulders immediately flew up as if to protect his neck, giggling madly as Eiden kissed and tickled the sensitive skin. "I - ah! Eiden!"

"Yes?"

"Not there!"

"No?" Eiden laughed a little, changing his position so he was straddling Olivine's lap instead of lounging across it princess style. "What about here?"

He started poking and prodding up and down the priest's sides, giggling with him as he tried to squirm away. "Cuuuuute~" He couldn't help but sing-song, "You're not even trying to fight back!"

"I - ah!" Olivine tried to defend himself, but squeaked when Eiden started poking around his exposed gem. "N-no!"

"No?" Eiden paused, one hand tracing the gem gently. "Too much there?"

"I - gently..." Olivine's face was a pretty pink, eyes averted in some mix of embarrassment and shame. Too honest for his own good, Eiden thought absentmindedly, but he ever-so-gently dragged the pads of his fingers around the centre of his stomach.

Olivine's head slammed into Eiden's shoulder, manic giggles spilling from his lips as the other man barely touched him. One of his hands gripped Eiden's wrist tightly - not pulling him away, but holding on nonetheless - while the other grabbed the fabric of his jacket tightly. His eyes were closed, face still pink with embarrassment and laughter. If he looked closely, Eiden could see tiny tears of laughter gathering in the corners of his eyes.

"So cute," He mumbled, ceasing his tickling to press little kisses along Olivine's flushed face. "So pretty. Why are you so pretty? This should be illegal. I'm gonna get Edmond to arrest you."

"I - thank you?" Olivine half-asked, still a little breathless, but he accepted the kisses graciously.

If Eiden moved them back down to his neck, and Olivine didn't stop him, well - no one would interrupt them.

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💚 Olivineeeee! One of my faves.

💚 Primarily a lee, but will ler on occasion. Mostly lers for the kids at the temple, but will also bestow loving gentle tickles upon anyone who asks.

💚 As a lee I imagine he's a little like Yakumo - doesn't mind a good wrecking as long as he's in the mood for a good wrecking. However he is less shy about it than Yakumo. Still don't go taking him to pieces in public, and it is still a little embarrassing, but how can he be embarrassed about something he tells people there's no need to be embarrassed about? That would make Olivine a hypocrite, and he doesn't want to be one.

💚 I like to headcanon that their gemstone spots are hypersensitive, so Olivine's bellybutton is his most ticklish spot, followed by his tummy. I think his favourite spot to be tickled is probably his back though - especially when cuddling with someone on the way to sleep. Gently tickling your fingers up and down his back, not hard enough to draw laughter but enough to tickle slightly, will send him right to sleep. It's Eiden's trump card whenever he thinks Olivine's working too much.