dumb switch

Of course I can, love~

Ler!BBH will save my life one day I swear I love it so much

Hope you enjoy!

#7: "Tell that to the tickle monster!"

"Okay, that's it, no more bad words!" Bad demanded, his tail swishing behind him as he clapped his hands after each word for emphasis. The blonde standing across from him smirked and tilted his head to the side, his eyes gleaming with mischief.

"Or what? You gonna lecture me to death or somethin', big man?" He crossed his arms and stuck out his tongue cheekily.

The demon shook his head, taking a small step closer to the younger boy. "You'll be punished," he corrected. Tommy's smirk widened into a grin at that as he took a deep breath, prepping himself.

"Fuck, shit, piss, aAAH HOLY SHIT-" Tommy let out a yell as he was suddenly tackled to the floor, pinned with arms above his head faster than he could blink. "What the fuck, man?"

"I warned you, Muffinhead!" He said akin to a disappointed parent. "I told you to stop swearing or you'd be punished. And you didn't stop, so here's your punishment," he said, poking the blonde in the side a few times. He wriggled around, biting his lip as his eyes widened, piecing together what was going to happen.

"W-wait- nononono, listen," Tommy stuttered out, frantically trying to wiggle his way out from underneath Bad. He found it was useless once he felt the demon straddle his waist.

One hand was used to keep Tommy's arms up in the air, and it seemed that Bad was stronger than he looked - because no matter how hard he tried - he couldn't seem to pull them down. The other hand was 'walking' from the younger boy's ribs down to his tummy.

"Bad, c-c'mon man, we can talk about this! I'm sorry!" He half-heartedly pleaded, watching Bad's hand travel down to his tummy with anticipation.

"Oh, nooooow you're sorry," the older male chuckled. Once his hand reached Tommy's tummy, he stopped and looked up at him with a devious smirk on his face. "You know what? Tell that to the tickle monster!" He exclaimed, suddenly vibrating into the blonde's belly with all five fingers.

"NohohoOHOAHA!" Tommy shrieked and threw his head back in hysterical giggles as be twisted his body left and right, trying to somehow escape from underneath him. "YOHOU BITCH! YOHOHOU FUHUCKING DICK!"

"Language," Bad sighed dramatically and shook his head, his tail drooping to the floor behind him in a fake show of dismay. "You know Tommy, the Tickle Monster doesn't like bad words-"

"THE TIHICKLE MONSTER CAHAN FUHUHUCK OFF!"

"... You know what he does like?" Ignoring the blonde's words, Bad leaned in closer to Tommy's neck and inhaled sharply, blowing several small raspberries all around the sensitive skin. "He likes raspberries! And so do you, Tommy, don't you~? Don't you just looooove being tick-tickle-tickled?"

"NOHOHOAHA-" Tommy let out loud shrieks at each raspberry, his face tinted a deep shade of red as he weakly pushed on the black-haired male's chest. "NO I DOHOHOHONT! SHI- IHIHI'M SOHOHAHAHARRY!"

Bad slowed down the tickling, moving his hand up to Tommy's armpits and gently dancing his fingers up and down his lower arm. "Hmm... The tickle monster wants an apology too, you know," the demon said casually, watching his victim wriggle around to get away from the torturously gentle sensations. "You've been swearing at him aaaall day long, and so if you just say 'I'm sorry Mr. Tickle Monster,' then he'll stop!"

Tommy tried to shoot a glare up at Bad, but failed immediately, turning his head to the side to try and hide his red face. "'M nohohot sahahaying shihit..." He giggled out, tugging weakly on his wrists in a half-hearted effort to pull them down.

"Oh, well," Bad began to drill into the younger boy's underarms mercilessly, watching him writhe on the ground beneath him. "Uh-ooooh... Does someone have wittle twicklish underarms? D'aww, does it tickle sooo bad? I bet you wish you could pull your arms down right now~"

Tommy finally broke, between the teasing and tickling and decided he couldn't take any more. "I-STAHAHAP! IHIHIHIHI'M SOHOHORRY MR-" He was cut off by a squeal as Bad his a particularly sensitive spot. "MR TIHIHIHICKLE MONSTER!"

The tickling instantly ceased and Bad shifted away from the boy, giving him space to regain his composure. Tommy panted as residual giggles slipped out of his mouth, curling up into a ball.

"You're such a giggly muffin, Tommy~"

I feel like outing myself so here’s a rating of my tickle spots and what teases work

as per usual it’s just a mess of thoughts and ideas but let’s go!! and I’m not super caught up on the smp so I apologize if the character is a bit off I just don’t have too much info!!

-personally comes of with major ler vibes to me!! but I think there is certainly lee somewhere in him

-but as most people will tell you (mostly me) if a character gets to be unapologetically ler, they also have a lee side, I don’t make the rules!!

-so yeah same applies for mr dream

-he doesn’t seem to have a lot of super wholesome and friendly/super familial relationships, so he doesn’t do or receive a ton of tickling

-but also he does?? as much as he tries to act all cold and harsh and like he doesn’t care about anything, I think part of him would enjoy it

-tommy walked in on dream and sapnap having a tickle fight one time and thought it was the funniest thing. because at the time, dream was the lee and sap was the ler. dream made him promise never to tell anyone (how he convinced him of that is up to you) and Tommy hasn’t told anyone, at least not yet

-I feel like he’d be the type to view it as a weakness type thing. he’d probably use it to get info out of people because he really do he like that type beat 😔

-OKOK away from all the kinds sad parts let’s go on to the sweet stuff

-but manz is ticklish

-he’ll deny it at any given time but he is

-he’s kinda ticklish everywhere?? like little things tend to tickle him but he’s *really* good at covering it up.

-his laugh is so contagious but I don’t have to tell you that twice. he definitely wheezes when he gets tickled and it’s the cUTEST THING

-he gets into tickle fights with mainly George and Sapnap, he doesn’t really want anyone else to even know he’s ticklish

-but he gets lee moods and when that happens he immediately seeks out one of the two and just starts something.

Please?

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figured it was my time to join the ref crew! here’s my version, or how i see gogy, especially when i play as him! hims a liddol bit chunky, but what’re you gonna do about it, huh?

here’s some fun facts as well!

-his death spot is his tummy

-however its also his favorite.

-he loves being held while being tickled. it makes him feel safer!

-his goggles are actually color-blind glasses, hence why he always set them aside to prevent them from breaking

-he usually has an extra with him just in case!

-when hes adventuring or training, he carries a brown leather backpack with him! its his inventory

-he does get very confused about the differences between diamond and iron, and makes this very clear.

-hes very nervous about almost everything, and is easily startled.

-he cares for hims friends a lot <3

-he always associates things with people, such as flowers or certain colors even

-he’s usually the one to get sapnap and dream out of situations

bonus goggled gogy under the cut!

Summary: Tommy wants to interview BadBoyHalo, but Bad has other plans. He’s got a tally going of how much Tommy curses. One curse = one minute of tickling.

Warning: This is a tickle fic, so if you don’t like those, don’t read it. Also there’s cursing in here as well.

Characters: Lee!TommyInnit and Ler!BadBoyHalo

Word Count: 943

(i know it’s short but this is my first fic in a really long time go easy on me)

“Heeey, BadBoyHalo!” Tommy excitedly greeted the older man, mischief in his eyes. Bad turned his head to look at the boy, a small smile spreading across his face.

“Hello, Tommy.” Bad replied with a sigh. Tommy threw his arm around Bad’s shoulders, beaming at just the thought of how fun today was going to be.

“So… BadBoyHalo, I have a few questions for you. I want to interview you! How do you feel about that?” Tommy asked, suppressing a laugh. Bad looked at the boy who looked as if he would just burst with excitement. The older man smiled and shrugged.

“Sure, why not?” Bad replied. Tommy let out a yell in celebration while Bad smirked to himself. Tommy may have a plan for this so-called interview, but little did he know that Bad had his own plan today. He was just hoping Tommy would try to mess with him today so Bad would have an excuse to use this plan of his.

“Alright, let’s fucking go!” Tommy exclaimed, looking at Bad to catch his always priceless reaction. Today, however, Bad simply rolled his eyes and shook his head. “Wha- no language treatment today?”

“I don’t feel like fighting with you about it, Tommy. You’re just a cursing muffin, you know? I’m not gonna change that no matter what I try, so why bother?” Bad responded, so calm it almost scared Tommy.

“What the hell… okay? That’s fucking weird… but anyway! Interview time?” Tommy changed the subject, back to his loud and smiley self.

“Sure! Let’s do it!” Bad said, smiling at the boy. While Bad really hated the fact that Tommy cursed so much, he really loved hearing Tommy’s laugh while he tormented Bad with the language. Tommy led Bad to a little table he made just a few minutes ago where they both sat down, facing each other.

“Alriiiight, BadBoyHalo!! Let’s do this shit!” Tommy exclaimed, rubbing his palms together. Bad shook his head with a smile. Tommy was really digging his own grave here, and he didn’t even know it.

-

It had been just about a half an hour of countless questions full of curses from Tommy. The boy was confused. No matter how many times he had cursed, Bad hadn’t said anything. The older man seemed composed and scarily so. Tommy couldn’t help but be a little scared. A quiet BadBoyHalo never bodes well for Tommy.

“So… that was fun!” Bad said happily, standing up from his chair. Tommy snapped out of his bewilderment.

“Woah woah woah, wait just a fucking minute there! Wha- why- I- why haven’t you yelled at me once today for cursing?! This is… so not like you! You’re freaking me the hell out, man!” Tommy rambled as Bad stood there with a sly smile on his face. Bad laughed at Tommy’s wild confusion, shaking his head.

“Oh, Tommy… you’ve muffined up, my friend.” Bad said, taking a step towards Tommy, prompting the younger to take a step back. “You see, I had this idea yesterday. I wanted to tally how many times Mr. TommyInnit would curse in a conversation with me. Do you want to know how many times you’ve cursed, Tommy?” Tommy raised an eyebrow.

“Oh. That was your plan? Well… sure, why not. Tell me!” Tommy responded. He was actually interested to see exactly how much he had cursed today. Bad sighed, pulling out a piece of paper with some tally marks scribbled on it.

“Tommy… you have cursed 19 times in our interview today.” Bad announced. Tommy instantly started laughing.

“Y’know, that’s interesting to know, but I’m surprised it’s not more!” The boy said, shrugging.“Well, uh, thanks for that information, Bad! I’ll see you later?” Tommy started to walk off when he was tackled to the ground. Tommy let out a yelp of surprise when Bad’s fingers started lightly scratching at his stomach. “Wahahait, whahat’s going ohohon?”

“Tommy, that wasn’t my whole plan.” The older man said cheekily. “I decided to make it a little more fun. I decided that for every time you cursed, I’d tickle you for an entire minute.” Tommy’s eyes widened at the sound of that.

“Yohohou’re going to t-t- thahahat… for nihihineteehehen minutes?!” Tommy exclaimed, barely able to get his words out through his giggles. Bad laughed at the younger’s reaction.

“Yeah, you’re really in for it now, huh, Tommlee?” That stupid nickname. Tommy shook his head and covered his bright red face with his hands.

“Ihihihi am nohohot a leeEEEHEHEHE!” Tommy just about screamed when Bad moved his hands up to his ribs. Tommy’s arms shot down to his sides as he twisted his body from side to side.

“Ohhh, really? Then why aren’t you fighting back, hmm? You know you could probably stop me if you really wanted to.” Bad teased, noticed Tommy’s face getting redder by the minute.

“DOHOHOHON’T DO THAHAHAHAT!!” Tommy cackled, melting at the slightest teases. His hands came up to cover his face again, but instantly shot back down when Bad moved his hands up to his underarms. “NAHAHAHAT THEHEHEHERE!”

“Oh no? Is wittle Tommlee too tickwish?” Bad could barely contain his own laughter seeing Tommy nearly in hysterics. “You may be a muffinhead, but your laugh is really adorable.”

“NOHOHOHO IT’S NAHAHAHAHAT!” Tommy felt tears of mirth spring into his eyes.

Hiiiiiii this is basically from an AU I'm writing with some friends discord. I'm probably not gonna tag this with anything cause it's kind of self indulgent lmao. But if anyone happens to come across this THIS IS A TICKLE FIC. If that makes you uncomfortable click off now. Without further ado this is the first encounter Puffy had with Skeppy now being a corrupted ler.

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This was bad this was bad this was bad!

Puffy panted hard as she ran as fast as her legs could go, Skeppy right behind her, fast approaching. She knew if she could just get to the prime lands she'd be safe. He wouldn't be able to kill her there since it was against the Smp laws.

She yelled for Bad into her communicator, "Don't worry about me Bad I'll be fine. I'm headed towards the Prime lands. Guard the entrance to the egg to make sure he doesn't go back there." She managed to get out, very quickly losing her breath.

"Okay Puffy, be careful!" Bad answered back, headed to the egg like Puffy had instructed.

Puffy didn't mean to attack Skeppy, it was out of self defense. But now it looked like he was out for vengeance, and she didn't want to lose all of her stuff, or worse a canon life. When she turned around she could see Skeppy was no longer behind her and she quickly slowed down for a second to catch her breath now that he was in the Prime lands.

She turned the corner behind the church and let out a yelp at Skeppy just standing there, staring at her.

He had been expecting her.

"You can't hurt me here!" She yelled. "These are the Prime lands. We're right behind the church!" She finished right as Skeppy made a step towards her. She instinctively took a step back in retaliation.

"Who said anything about hurting you?" He asked in his signature monotone voice. He still made his way forwards, but Puffy had stopped in confusion.

"Wait, what?" She asked, still putting her arms out in front of her in case Skeppy decided to strike. "WhA-" she yelped as Skeppy tackled her with surprising force and speed, something she couldn't imagine blue Skeppy would ever be able to do.

"What are you do- aaaAAAA-" Before Puffy could even get out the question, his fingers began skillfully digging into her tummy, causing immediate laughter to erupt from her throat before she could stop it.

Puffy quickly tried to grab onto Skeppy's arms and attempted to push them away from her, but they just wouldn't budge. Skeppy suddenly switched over to her sides, his fingers vibrating at a speed that made Puffy nearly jump out of her skin. Her laughter in response went up a few octaves before childlike giggles bubbled from her chest.

"Whahahat ihihis hahahappehehening?!" Puffy managed to get out before dissolving back into hysterics underneath Skeppy's skilled hands.

Through the communicator Puffy had dropped next her when she'd been tackled, Bad's concerned voice could be heard, "Puffy?! Are you okay? Why are you laughing?"

Puffy however couldn't answer as Skeppy began spidering up her ribs, reaching just underneath her underarms before slowly making his way back down; over and over again. Tears were beginning to form in her eyes and her laughter becoming breathy.

Without slowing his hands, he slowly leaned down to talk into Puffy's ear where only she could hear him, "Oh Puffy, haven't you noticed yet? This wonderful laughter is all me and the egg truly desire." He suddenly dug into her armpits, causing her laughter to go silent for a second before she took a deep breath in order to continue.

"When the two of you left me in the egg, this is what I had to endure, only it was so, so much worse. And for a lot, lot longer." Skeppy lowered his voice into almost a whisper at that last part, causing ticklish goosebumps to rise on Puffy's neck.

Even though Puffy's thoughts were slowly becoming delirious, the chill of realization flowed through her like a cold river. The thought of Skeppy enduring this for an entire night caused guilt to overtake her. Was that really what the egg's true motive was??

Puffy's thoughts were then interrupted by a sudden large raspberry being blown into her neck, right below the ear Skeppy had been speaking into. Puffy squealed and scrunched her neck as tears finally made their way down her cheeks. Skeppy blew a shorter second one before slowing his fingers only slightly to make sure she could understand him.

"I know deep down you're enjoying this," he said nonchalantly, "after all, you were drawn to the egg in the first place, weren't you?"

Puffy's face began heating up and she shook her head no, unable to get any words out. Skeppy sped up his fingers again, tickling between each of her ribs. "I know you're lying to me." Was all he said.

Bad's voice rang out from the communicator once again, "Hang on Puffy I'm on my way. I'm not far."

Skeppy huffed in annoyance that his fun was almost over. He once again spoke into Puffy's ear, "It is not his time to know about this just yet," he said firmly, letting up his fingers for a second as Puffy breathed. "If I find out you told Bad anything…" Skeppy suddenly slipped his hands under Puffy's coat and scribbled all of her belly and sides, giving Puffy his clear warning.

Puffy cackled and arched her back before it slammed back down, so tired that she was officially unable to even fight back. In her mirth she was unable to hear as Skeppy let in a large breath begore blowing several more raspberries into her neck, finally causing her laughter to go silent. After about a minute Skeppy could hear Bad's footsteps from across the way, and quickly let up and disappeared around the corner. Just as Bad turned the other corner, Skeppy was gone. All that was left was Puffy laying on the ground, barely conscious. She was breathing heavily, small giggles making their way out of her mouth every now and then.

Concerned, Bad quickly went to help Puffy sit up, handing her water that he had in his inventory.

"Puffy are you okay?" Bad asked, "what happened?"

Summary: Skeppy asks Bad to help him with his feather farming, and you can probably guess what happends next.

Warning: This is a ticklefic!!! If your not into that, then you can leave if you please to!

Characters: Lee!BadBoyHalo and Ler!Skeppy !!

Note: This is fluff!! Also, anything in ()’s are author notes.

Enjoy!!

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“I- what?”

“I said come feather farming with me!!”

Bad stared at the diamond bluntly, his tail swaying slightly showing he was un-impressed. “Oh my goodness, Why the muffin do you want feathers? You cant even do anything with them.” The demon stated, flicking the shorters forhead softly. “Heey!! You can so! I wanted to trade with them!” Skeppy whined, reaching up and flicking Bad back. “ugghhh, Finnee.” Bad finally agreed, while Skeppy smiled excitedly.

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“Soo.. What did you want with these?” The demon asked, setting down a stack of feathers for Skeppy to pick up. The shorter placed down a crafting table and pretended to craft something. Bad let out a small huff from being ignored, and turned around. The diamond grinned, and hugged Bad from behind, wiggling a feather at his neck.

“AH- Geheppy-” The demon quickly broke into giggles, Pushing to get Skeppy off him. Though, His tail swayed side-to-side lightly in enjoyment, giving away to the brunette that he didnt mind the sensations. “Awwhh, Baadd~!” Skeppy cooed, giggling along with his best friend for a moment, before using his other free hand to scribble along the tallers stomach. Being short had an advantage, You know? You can reach all the spots! Though, it was kinda hard to tickle around peoples necks and ears. But if you have a feather then its fine!

Bads laughter went up a pretty big octave in noise and pitch,letting out small squeaks and squeals of happiness. “ohoh my gohoodness Skeheppy! Yohou muhuffin head! stahawpp..” Skeppy rolled his eyes, continuing his attack without a word. If he tried to tease, he would probably fluster himself if we’re being honest.

His ‘torture’ soon came to a end, shoving the feather in his hoodie pocket and using both hands to hug the giggling demon. “Soho that was the whole troholl?” Bad mumbled under his very visable laughter, turning around so he can hug Skeppy back. “Yep! I gotcha good, didn’t I~??” The shorter grinned at him innocently, his eyes having a glint of playfullness in them.

“Muffinhead.”

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Pfft, not me wanting to feel what ticklings like

nuh uh

wrong bitch.

– Summary: Wilbur is worrying about Tubbo, Philza comes to help in a mob-free ravine.

Warning: This is a V E R Y teasy fic ngl- also based off a tease audio I found bu I cant tag them because there not alowing minors to interact so sorry!!

Note: Anything in ()’s are author notes! Enjooyy!

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“Wilbur..”

The two stood in the ravine, One blankly staring and one with worried eyes. Wilbur hadn’t said a word all day, and it was time Philza said something about it. “Do you wanna talk about it..?” the brunette shook his head softly. “Do- ..Do you want me to leave or-” “Nuh uh.” the taller quickly clinged onto the dad-like friend, mumbling about something. “Come with me, ok?” “Mhhmhm..”

Philza led him to a old house in the woods, closing the door behind them. “Do you- like- want the thing?”

Oh.

Wilburs eyes lit up, he knew exactly what he was talking about. They had this thing whenever they were upset. Philza chuckled, starting to walk towards him. The brunette giggled, backing up. The flustered soon was pinned on the bed, knowing what was coming next.

“Well Well Well, looks like you are in quite the predicament. Dont you look so helpless and unable to move.”

“phihihilza- wahahait-”

“Oh! that reminds me, theres someone i’d like you to meet.Hes a bit shy at first, but when he warms up he sure likes to play! And I think your gonna love ‘em.”

“Thehere just youhur fingersss..”

“There just my fingers? nooo.. I assure you, these little guys have a mind of there own. And I would be nice to him if I were you, cause he can be a little bit.. Eeevill~

But anyways, you know what the best part of this little guy is?”

“nohoho?-”

“Theres actully two of em! Oh look! I think they noticed you..”

“shit- uhum-”

“Shh~ There sneaking towards you. I wonder which one will strike…. first..”

“your so mean..”

“Mean? heh, yeah. They can be a little mean sometimes. But I think there hungry, they feed off adorable giggles you know. So who am I to deprive them of there snack. Do you have any adorable giggles for them?”

“noho-!”

“No? Hmm.. I think you do, what about at your sides? Or in your ribs~?”

“ahAH- phihihilzaha- nohohho-”

“Almost everywhere! Wow.”

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Summary: Skeppy asks Bad to help him with his feather farming, and you can probably guess what happends next.

Warning: This is a ticklefic!!! If your not into that, then you can leave if you please to!

Characters: Lee!BadBoyHalo and Ler!Skeppy !!

Note: This is fluff!! Also, anything in ()’s are author notes.

Enjoy!!

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“I- what?”

“I said come feather farming with me!!”

Bad stared at the diamond bluntly, his tail swaying slightly showing he was un-impressed. “Oh my goodness, Why the muffin do you want feathers? You cant even do anything with them.” The demon stated, flicking the shorters forhead softly. “Heey!! You can so! I wanted to trade with them!” Skeppy whined, reaching up and flicking Bad back. “ugghhh, Finnee.” Bad finally agreed, while Skeppy smiled excitedly.

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“Soo.. What did you want with these?” The demon asked, setting down a stack of feathers for Skeppy to pick up. The shorter placed down a crafting table and pretended to craft something. Bad let out a small huff from being ignored, and turned around. The diamond grinned, and hugged Bad from behind, wiggling a feather at his neck.

“AH- Geheppy-” The demon quickly broke into giggles, Pushing to get Skeppy off him. Though, His tail swayed side-to-side lightly in enjoyment, giving away to the brunette that he didnt mind the sensations. “Awwhh, Baadd~!” Skeppy cooed, giggling along with his best friend for a moment, before using his other free hand to scribble along the tallers stomach. Being short had an advantage, You know? You can reach all the spots! Though, it was kinda hard to tickle around peoples necks and ears. But if you have a feather then its fine!

Bads laughter went up a pretty big octave in noise and pitch,letting out small squeaks and squeals of happiness. “ohoh my gohoodness Skeheppy! Yohou muhuffin head! stahawpp..” Skeppy rolled his eyes, continuing his attack without a word. If he tried to tease, he would probably fluster himself if we’re being honest.

His ‘torture’ soon came to a end, shoving the feather in his hoodie pocket and using both hands to hug the giggling demon. “Soho that was the whole troholl?” Bad mumbled under his very visable laughter, turning around so he can hug Skeppy back. “Yep! I gotcha good, didn’t I~??” The shorter grinned at him innocently, his eyes having a glint of playfullness in them.

“Muffinhead.”

“Haven’t seen you either, Fundy.” 

Purpled greeted him, a smile rising to his lips.

`` good..! how have you been doing? ``

Purpled smirked at Fundy, waiting for a reaction.

he lied, with a proud tone in his voice. he crossed his arms.

“Don’t call me that, Fundlee.” 

He hissed, before his smirk returned.

Fundy you’re being a bit toooo confident for someone with really easy to find ticklish places-

“I’ll let that one slide, Fundlee.”

`` WAHA- WAHAIHIT NOHOT THEHERE- ``

“Ohh Fundlee~ Its seems that I have found a bad spot Fundlee. And I’ll keep tickling you there until you say that you are a cute, ticklish lee.”

the male reached for the other’s underarms, gently clawing into them.

“Yeah? Well I’m pretty sure you can squeal like that too. Let’s check, shall we?”