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hi iâve recently been really into dispatch lately so have this thought.
im sorry if its not accurate or i get characterization wrong, most of my knowledge is from clips ive seen of the game and watching only half of the episodes because ive been so busy but i do know whats going on.
CW!! this is ass im sorry, gore?? fighting and violence, i kept reader as gender neutral as possible and i kept this free of any spoilers about the new episodes. reader has a power. uuhhh thats it i think
the z-team with a dispatcher reader who is an absolute sweetheart.
anyone at SDN who has worked or interacted with you always has something nice to say.
of course, a lot of the team are very weary around you at first, thinking that its all an act and youâll eventually show your true colors.
but that never happenes. you just have this sort of hope and care for them that alot of the team werenât used to.
you're so kind and thoughtful to everyone, even with the more colder and ruder personalities. youâre always willing to help and listen, making sure everyone is taken care of and feels seen but you also donât push too hard.
you simply do the best you can with what youâre given.
but make no mistake, just cause youâre a sweetheart doesnât mean that youâre also a doormat. youâve had your fair share of having to be cold and stern with certain people.
although those moments are definitely rare, theyâre not unfamiliar to you.
thereâs actually a rumor (that you refuse to comment on) about how you were actually supposed to be a hero but for some reason you never pursued it. they know you have powers but they donât know how powerful you are.
anytime they try to ask and pry theyâre always met with the same smile and a very vague answer before you gently tell them to focus on work.
none of the team have really seen that side of you. maybe youâve come close to it once or twice when your forced smile gets too tight because someone is spouting the most ridiculous nonsense to you but youâve always managed to keep your composure.
but that fight at the bar definitely changed their view on you.
you had been sitting outside with golem, not really in the mood for drinking so you thought you would keep him company. you both were just talking about the music he listens to when a portal opened in front of you both.
you follow golem and are shocked by the chaotic scene. you debate just waiting for everyone outside but donât get the chance to think about it for too long when some random villain attempts to attack you from behind.
your instincts kick in and you manage to quickly dodge. you grab them by the back of their head and slam their head into the floor repeatedly, effectively knocking them out.
you try to make your escape outside but this time you feel someone put you in a headlock. they try to slit your throat but it doesnât penetrate your skin. for a moment they look confused.
thatâs when they realize the change in your appearance. they couldnât cut you because your skin fucking hardens. (im uncreative with powers so yes this is based off of kirishima from mha and maybe colossus from x men)
you take their stunned silence as a chance to wriggle yourself out of their grip and deliver a punch to the face. because your skin is harder that means any of your regular attacks hit 100x harder.
you practically pushed the guys nose into his brain with the way he screams and falls to the floor, writhing in pain.
youâre trying to calm yourself down and clear your head but another villain tries attacking you once again, this time hitting you with a chair.
it doesnât work of course. it breaks but it doesnât do any damage. you look at the scrawny villain with the most terrifying death glare and he realizes he fucked up.
the team only become aware of your presence when you throw the guy across the bar and he crashes through the window, landing through the building across the street.
they spare a glance in your direction and are surprised at the drastic change in appearance.
you have a much darker and wilder look, your skin is harder and it makes you look sharp. like if they even put a pinky on you, their entire hand would get get off.
some of them look at you in awe and shock while others are cheering you on for finally letting loose.
only to quickly realize why you kept this hidden.
youâre not just beating the villains that are attacking you, youâre going absolutely insane on anyone getting in your way.
by the end of the fight they have to get flambae, punch-up and sonar in his true bat form to pry you off of the poor sap who probably needs facial reconstruction surgery after receiving the devastating hits you were giving to him and his friend whoâs chest is probably caved in.
now youâre sat outside of this fast food place you donât remember the name of, wearing sonars suit jacket because unfortunately your clothes got messed up. you tiredly munch on the food someone slide towards you.
another reason you didnât like using your power was because it took a fuck ton of energy out of you. you wouldnât be surprised if you end up oversleeping tomorrow. or just not going to work at all.
youâre brought back to reality when you realize someone was calling your name.
âwhy did you never became a hero? with that lil power of yours, youâre basically a human shieldâ prism asks as she and the others rewatch the video she managed to take of you while you were fighting.
this catches everyones attention. all of them agreeing before looking over to your tired form, waiting for your answer.
honestly, it was a lot of reasons. yeah your power was great but you hated how weak you felt after. the pain you would feel deep within your bones. especially when someone did manage to hit you hard enough even in your hardened state, the aftershock of it was the absolute worst.
if it wasnât the pain in your bones, it was the way your skin felt after. you always felt like you were on fire while someone was cutting into your skin simultaneously.
but those werenât the biggest reasons you decided to not become a hero.
after taking a sip of your drink, you bluntly answer.
âi hate violenceâ
they all stare at you, waiting for you to elaborate further before realizing that you werenât going to as you continued to eat your food.
they laugh at the answer.
of fucking course that was your reason.
but as they all watch the video of you snapping one of the villians necks like it was a pencil, they understand.
and honestly? theyâre grateful that your a sweetheart.
uuuuhhhh i didnât know how to end this so yeah.
hope you enjoyed! i love these goobers so much i need more z-team x reader fics NEOWWW CAUSE IM A WHORE!!!!
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Pairing: Fili x reader
Warnings: implied smut
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You'll know he loves you from the way he looks at you. His eyes seem brighter when they're on you, crinkling at the corners as if he can't help but smile. When you speak, he's the first to listen, even if no one else is paying attention. His gaze is intense even when he doesn't mean it to be, but it's filled with admiration.
He's a big show-off. Whether it's during battle or an evening hunting trip, it's always the biggest and the best with him. When he knows you're watching, it's like an extra dose of adrenaline in his veins that motivates him like nothing else.
Not the jealous type (like a certain uncle of his). You have his complete trust and he has yours, and he's not one to speculate or make a big deal of things. He's confident in your love, and if ever he were to doubt it for any reason, he'll come to you privately at a later time and diplomatically bring it up.
He's got great emotional restraint. He feels things deeply but doesn't let them overflow. He grew up bearing the brunt of anger and discipline, and it's made him more mellow in his relationships. He never wants to be the reason you're anxious or stressed or scared to talk to him.
His love language is definitely... all of them. But mainly gifts and acts of service. Perhaps he gets it from his uncle, but he shows love by making your life better and easier.
He's always making sure you're fed and healthy. You're the first to eat always, and he'll sometimes nag you about getting enough protein, milk, veggies, etc.
His biggest fear in the relationship is letting something happen to you. His first priority always is to keep you safe and out of danger. He can't even bear the thought of living a lifetime without you.
He sometimes has nightmares about this too. You'll feel his heartbeat change or flutter where your head rests on his chest late at night. He might twitch or spasm a little before waking suddenly with a deep inhale. He will never want to talk about the nightmare because he doesn't want to fill your head with bad thoughts. Instead, he'll say it was just a dream and go back to sleep holding you a little extra tight.
Guilt is his most consuming emotion. It probably stems from his upbringing, but he feels a constant pressure to do things right and cause no harm. If losing you is his greatest fear, his second greatest is hurting you in any way. He can't live with the feeling of knowing he did something wrong and thinking you might not forgive him. Of course, it's a bit of an irrational fear because there's not a mean bone in his body and causing you any harm is out of the question.
Similarly, his biggest relief is hearing you praise him, appreciate him, or tell him he did something right. He never requires it, but Mahal, when you do? He feels like he's drowning in you and floating at the same time. It literally makes air leave his lungs as a little bit of stress is freed from his body.
His favorite thing is hugging you from behind, particularly placing his chin atop your head while he observes whatever it is you're doing. He'll always end it with a quick kiss to your hair before he disappears.
He's hilarious. Like you literally won't stop laughing when you're with him. Everything he says just gets you, even if it's not a blatant joke.
He has trouble sleeping. Not just from the nightmares (which do wake him up sometimes if he does happen to fall asleep), but trying to wind down and relax for bed especially when he's alone is a challenge. Perhaps it's the chronic guilt or stress as the heir to the throne, but his mind seems to spiral right as he's trying to go to sleep. He will rarely talk about it, but appreciates the calm of your presence that makes sleep come a little easier.
A random thing he likes to do is tickle you and then pretend he didn't. Like if you're in bed with him, his fingers will "accidentally" stroke a little too lightly down your side, and when you start squirming or giggling he'll furrow his brow and say "what?". He gaslights you until you threaten revenge, and then breaks into that little smirk that says he knew what he was doing all along.
Hair braiding is important to him, but his one little act of rebellion is letting you braid his hair however you want, even if it has no traditional meaning. It's his own way of saying that his relationship with you is something that exists above dwarven social norms and traditions. He loves you because he just does, not because anyone is telling him to.
When he's stressed he's quiet. Not in a broody way, but you'll notice the way his eyes kind of glaze over at times, fixating at some point in the room, and you wonder what's going through his head. Almost like he's disassociating just to get a break. If you ask him about it, he'll snap out of it immediately and act like nothing's wrong.
You'll rarely see him cry, except for when a particularly bad nightmare wakes him up, disturbing him to the point of a few tears as he holds you, trying to focus on the feeling of your hands running up and down his back. Or if he's extremely sleep deprived from stress, he just needs a long hug with his face buried in your hair. And if you feel his shoulders tremble a little or he takes short, shallow breaths, just keep holding him!
He's an amazing listener. If anything ever troubles you or even if you're just telling him about your day, his eyes won't leave yours as a little half smile remains on his face, his eyes lighting up when you get excited or passionate. He also gives great advice. He's been through a lot and felt every bit of stress there is to feel. He doesn't always follow his own rules, but somehow he always knows how to make you feel better.
Heâs careful with you during intimacy and is always asking if youâre alright. Again, it would destroy him if he ever hurt you or went too far.
Heâs so attentive to you afterwards, and never just falls asleep. The night never ends with finishing intimacy, itâs always followed by quiet conversation, cuddling, bathing, etc.
He loves long walks with you when he has the time. Sometimes he'll take you to hunt with him and the trip with take hours longer than it needs to.
When he does sleep, he always finds himself sprawling out and moving around a lot. It's best to just give him the space to do so---he needs good uninterrupted sleep!
He's a big fan of comfortable silence. There's a time to rant about your days, but there's also a time to just sit quietly outside or in bed, not feeling any pressure to think or do. It's at these times that he loves just running his fingers over your skin, up and down your arms and spine, letting his touch do the talking. Bonus points if it makes you fall asleep.
Malevola seemingly being the most normal one in Z-team will never not be funny to me but at the same time itâs also so cute-
Sheâs the one that I feel like anyone can go talk to because sheâs just chill and trustworthy like that. Sheâs already Sonarâs NA advisor, Prism felt comfortable enough around her to confide in her about her father (twice)
Always right next to you in battle, providing cover fire, always your backup. If you need him, he's right there.
Would give himself for you any time. If it's you or him, it will be him every single time. No matter the protest, if it's to save you, he'd do it.
Ever the gift giver. He'd buy you the world if he could. Whatever you'd want, he'd make sure it was yours.
There's something in the shops you said you wanted, but mumbled about not spending money on useless things? He comes back days later and buys it, just to place it on your bed with a simple note.
"Nothing you want, is useless."
And if you ever gifted him anything, he's kept it. All the trinkets, art, books, it's well placed on a bookshelf. A dedicated bookshelf for you. Whether it's pictures the two of you have taken, or things from special occasions, it's on the shelves.
He remembers exactly the date that everything was gifted too. Oh that jacket? He remembers the exact town, shop, and time of day it was.
A gift from you is something to be cherished, remembered, loved.
Speaking of gifts, listening to all you have to say is a gift in itself. He could sit there for hours listening to you talk. He doesn't care what you talk about. He just finds you fascinating.
And he won't ever admit it. But he does secretly enjoy your gossip. Maybe even adding a quip here and there if you really get him excited.
Having tea in the sitting room while the sun sets listening to you gossip, is quite the enjoyable pastime.
He's incredibly jealous. The type where the protectiveness bleeds into possessiveness.
He's most certainly drawn his Pepperbox on multiple occasions when someone has ticked off his last nerve when it comes to you.
The two of you are very secure in your relationship when you both finally let the news out. Like saying it truly cemented the feelings.
So the jealousy isn't well warranted. Especially when he knows you'll be next to him in bed tonight. Yet he can't help himself.
When you cry, your tears absolutely kill him. He can't stand it when you break down.
He'd hold you while you cry, arms wrapped securely around you, his chin resting on the top of your head while he cradles you to his chest. He doesn't usually have much to say, occasionally murmuring about how everything will be okay, that he's here.
Yet that's exactly where the possessiveness comes in. As much as he says he's past vengeance, there will always be a part of him that's itching for that violence. He'd kill anyone who made you cry or hurt you, just say the word.
He has a MASSIVE staring problem when it comes to you.
And everyone notices.
His longing gazes, tracing over your features while you're faced away. Admiring how the sunlight hits you just right. Noticing all of the little imperfections that make you just stunningly beautiful. Seeing you for you.
But, he's not a big PDA man. Won't hold your hand in the company of others for a long while. It takes practically an eternity for him to finally be comfortable with that.
Yet when the two of you are alone, taking a long walk through the gardens of Whitestone, his hand is permanently in yours.
His kisses are always meaningful, no simple pecks on the cheek. Always devoted, serious, loving. He enjoys long kisses on the lips. If not that, then an affectionate kiss on the cheek or back of the hand will do.
He's dating to marry. When he's finally decided that you're the one he wants to date, he's working his way towards marriage. If that isn't what you want then you should just let this relationship go while the both of you are ahead.
In the end, he's not the best at love. He's been deprived of it for years. So give grace. He's working towards being the best he can for you.
Someone has given you the keys to behind the mask. They are allowing themselves to be at your mercy, completely unaware of what they may let slip through the cracks along the way. Oblivious to all the ways you'll cause them to unravel.
To have the ability to reduce someone to their rawest form at the tips of your fingers is addicting. It's intoxicating. To see someone in a light most never get to see them, composure and ego out the window. To hear their uncontrolable laughter, watching how their body involventarily bends at your will. To tease and taunt them through their incessant whimpering and begging for relief. It's a gift and a privilege.
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In Dwarven culture, touching anotherâs hair or beard is deeply intimate. Bilbo learns this the hard way when he playfully reaches out to untangle a twig from Thorinâs hair during the journey. The entire company goes dead silent. Thorin freezes, his eyes wide, before gently but firmly catching Bilboâs wrist. It takes an awkward lecture from KĂli later that night for Bilbo to understand that by doing so, he accidentally initiated a Dwarven courtship ritual
tags: "i thought i lost you"-kiss, established romantic relationship, angst with a happy ending
it's not like axel has ever lived a safe life. whether during his time in organization xiii or as a guardian of light, danger seemed to follow him and he kept getting roped into fights against heartless
but he never had to fight as many heartless as he had to do before their final fight against xehanort! in fact, everyone ended up overrun by themâŠ
axel lost sight of you, only catching a glimpse of you buried underneath all the heartless! in that moment, he thought he was going to lose youâŠ
as he cut through hordes of enemies, he could only think about you! how badly he wanted to save you! that he *needed* to save you!
and when finally he managed to strike down the last heartless in his way, he carelessly dropped his weapon and just rushed over to you
he wrapped his arms around you, pulling you up against him and without thinking, he just pressed his lips onto yours!
he didn't care about who was there at that moment, he just wanted to kiss you, to make sure you were really there!
âi'm so glad you're safeâŠâ he mumbled against your lips between kisses. âi couldn't have lived with myself if i had lost youâŠâ
This fic is sfw, but still Minors and Ageless blogs DNI
Lers Volt x Eddie x Lee Reader (Gender Neutral, No y/n)
Words: 6232
No spoilers, but this can be read with either normal or realized Volt and Eddie! Just some tk fluff with them cus they took over my brain completely, and I hope yall enjoy!!
Being with Eddie and Volt was amazing. You always felt comfortable, safe, between them whenever you were together, which was a lot. Unfortunately, that usual âsafetyâ quickly turned to danger tonight.
It was late into the night, but all three of you were still awake, relaxing on the couch downstairs as you watched a movie. It had become a routine every weekend to enjoy one while cuddling up with each other, each of you taking turns on who got to choose what to watch. It was Eddie's choice tonight, as Volt had picked the last movie, and you the one before. He chose an older action movie, one you all had watched before, but Eddie especially seemed to like.Â
Though there was nothing wrong with the movie itself, Volt and you just didn't quite have the same love for it as Eddie, both of you getting a bit bored towards the middle of it. The plot seemed to drag on a bit when you already had the knowledge of everything that would happen. That was what started it all.
Seemingly too bored to stay still, Voltâs hand, that had been resting on your side since the beginning of the movie, began to fidget, his index finger gently swiping up and down it. You jumped slightly, surprised at the sudden unexpected feeling.Â
âSorry love, didn't mean to frighten you.â He gave a soft smile as he whispered an apology right next to your ear, assuming that he had just caught you off guard with the movement and startled you. He stilled his fingers once more, as though he thought it would distract you from the movie you weren't actually paying attention to.
âAh, don't worry. Was just really into this part, I guess.â You whispered back with a quiet laugh at the end, lying to play off the real reason for your reaction and to hopefully hide your disappointment at him stopping. Neither Volt nor Eddie had found out about your sensitivities yet. Though both had come close many times, every time you somehow managed to find an excuse for whatever noise, jerk, or jump you had reacted to their touch with. Â
It wasn't as if you disliked it by any means, quite the contrary actually, you just weren't sure if you were ready for either of them to know about that yet. You feared if they found out and realized that you enjoyed it, they may find it strange, or judge you for it. Or, on the opposite side, you didn't know if you could take it if they did accept it, imagining them both lovingly teasing you about it making your face grow hot and head spin at the thought alone. Â
You were quickly pulled from the thoughts running through your head as his hand suddenly moved again, this time slipping under your tank top to feel the warmth of your skin against his. He gave a gentle squeeze to your lower side, and while you couldn't tell if he was trying to be playful or comforting, it had the same reaction either way. You jerked slightly away from the touch this time, curling into yourself with a small laugh. Volt looked at you, almost concerned for a moment, before you saw the pieces connecting in his head. Â
âOh? Oh no⊠Now isn't this just terrible for you.â His hand gently squeezed again at the soft skin of your side, this time more purposefully, his lips forming a knowing smirk as you let out another quick laugh. Â
âNo, Volt- Wait!â He didn't let you finish as he turned to fully face you, both his hands now latching onto your sides as his nails skittered up and down them with horribly accurate precision. Your hands shot to his wrists on instinct, but you barely pushed away, pretending to put up a fight for show, all while not actually trying to stop him.
âApologies, live wire, but I simply can not do that. This is a very important discovery that just must be explored now, I'm afraid.â Despite his words, he didn't appear to be sorry at all, continuing to trace his fingers along your waist, his touch traveling up to your ribs.
âNoho! Yohou're inteherrupting the mohovie! Eddiehe!â You whined out your other boyfriendâs name through your now even more frantic giggles as Volt's fingers tested out the new spot, but you were met with no response from him.
âAm I now?â Volt gave a confident look, nodding his head towards Eddie, who was laid back against the couch cushion, fast asleep. You wanted to be mad at him for falling asleep during the movie that he had picked, but he looked so cute sleeping that you couldn't find it in yourself to be truly irritated with him. This did, however, put you in a tricky position. With Eddie asleep, this made it so you only had to deal with one of them for now, but it also made it so no one was there to save you from Volt until he decided to spare you. You debated on trying to wake Eddie up for a moment, thinking he may be on your side and help you get revenge on the other if you did.
Volt seemed to notice your line of thinking as he changed to gentle scratching around your tummy, clearly trying to find every spot that brought a reaction out of you. He wasn't disappointed as your laugh got even higher, your hands closing a bit tighter around his wrists as he targeted the more sensitive area.
âI don't think youâll want to do that, dear. He can be even more merciless than I, especially if his sleep has been disturbed.â You couldn't fully tell if he was bluffing or not, but the thought of him telling the truth and having to face the wrath of Eddie, along with Voltâs already horrible teasing, was enough to stop you from attempting to wake the slumbering man.
âYohou're suhuch an ahass!â You suppressed your laugh as much as you could, trying to be quieter than before with the new fear of waking up a vengeful Eddie, but you couldnât silence yourself completely. It was a difficult task with Voltâs hands finding every ticklish spot on your waist, it taking everything in you not to squeal when he hit a sensitive patch of skin near the side of your stomach. Â
âOo feisty~ Best be careful though, too loud and he may wake.â Volt took your words and the way your laugh quieted as a challenge, wanting to see how much it would take for you to get just a bit too noisy and stir the other. Though he usually wouldn't purposefully disturb Eddie's sleep, he figured he most likely wouldn't mind it so much if he was being awoken by your adorable laughter. Â
âThahat would behe your fahault!â You whisper yelled as you argued with him, knowing that it really would be more on him than you, but you could tell he didnât care. All he was focused on now was drawing more of those beautiful giggles from your lips, any consequences could be dealt with later. Â
âAnd why would it be my fault? Youâre the one making all the noise, love.â If you were able to glare at that moment, you would have been throwing daggers at him with your gaze, but instead you were only able to give a slightly annoyed look through squinted eyes, a large smile still stuck to your face. Â
âBehecause youâre tihickling mehe!â You tensed as you accidentally got a bit louder for a moment. You glanced over to Eddie, and felt a wave of relief go through you as you saw he was still completely out. You already knew he was a deep sleeper, but you couldnât help still being a bit surprised that he could sleep through all of this so peacefully. Â
âOh am I? Apologies, I hadn't realized.â He gave you a fake look of shock which quickly turned back into a cheeky grin as a small laugh escaped him at your statement of the obvious. You let out a small growl of irritation through your giggles at his sarcasm, wanting to wipe that stupid smirk right off his face. Â
Unfortunately, you wouldnât get the chance to do that anytime soon, as he found the sensitive spots located right around the tops of both your hips, lightly pinching on either one. You let out a small shriek, falling to the side as your legs curled up towards you to get away from and block his attacking hands. Landing you right on top of Eddieâs lap. Â
âMmn⊠The hell..?â Voltâs hands paused for a moment as the dark haired man awoke, albeit a bit groggily, looking down to see you laying in his lap, some giggles still slipping through your lips and a clearly flustered expression spread across your face.
âEddie! Hehelp! Voltâs torturihing mehee!â You quickly threw him under the bus, hoping Eddie may side with you if he believed it was Voltâs fault that he was woken up. Technically, it really was, as you never would have fallen onto him had Volt not been viciously attacking you with tickles. Â
âYes, Eddie, be a dear and help me, won't you?â Volt used the way you had fallen back to his advantage, moving your legs down onto the couch, despite your effort to keep them curled to you, and sitting atop your thighs as he tried to lure Eddie to his side. Eddie seemed puzzled at first, but Volt cleared up that confusion by returning his fingers to your hips, making you break into immediate giggles once more as he softly pinched around them. The previously sleeping man let out an amused sigh as he became more cognisant and realized what you both had been talking about, already knowing whose side he was going to be on. Â
âWell, I suppose if you both insist.â You lost all hope you once had of him helping you as soon as you felt him shift, hearing the playful tone in his voice as his hands took your wrists and easily pinned them above your head onto the couch. You could instantly tell how screwed you were, now completely stuck between them with no way to protect yourself. You could feel butterflies fluttering through your stomach as you looked up at Eddie, a small smirk tugging at his lips already. Â
âNohoo! Nohot him! Hehelp mehe!â You pulled at your hands that were trapped in his grip, though not too hard, not actually wanting to break free. You knew that if you genuinely told them to stop, then they would, without hesitation, but you didnât really want that, and they definitely didnât either.
âAah, bit too late for that, sorry. Shouldâve been clearer before.â Just like Volt, there was no hint of remorse in his voice as he decided to join in on the fun, however, his approach was very different from the other manâs. Rather than jumping in with clawed fingers in an attempt to get the biggest reaction out of you, he gently fluttered his nails on the side of your neck, tracing around to the other side to do the same, back and forth, bringing some small squeaks out of you between giggles. Perhaps it was just because he wasnât fully awake yet, but you were surprised how much softer he was about it compared to Volt, though the conflicting feelings almost made it worse. Your brain couldnât tell whether to focus on those light touches around your neck, or the almost electric sensations spreading throughout your sides as Volt moved up to them once again, wanting to try the area once more now he had easier access to it with your body being slightly stretched out over Eddieâs lap. Â
âMm, yes. You really should be more specific, dear. You only have yourself to blame for this, honestly.â You would have loved to rebuttal, slinging some sort of insult or profanity at the white haired man, but your words were quickly caught in your throat as Voltâs fingers found the spot where your ribs and sides met, a squeal replacing whatever you actually wanted to come out of your mouth. Both of the men couldnât stop the soft smiles that took over from hearing all the cute noises you were making from just some simple touches, and you could swear you heard some quiet laughs slip out from Eddieâs lips under Voltâs louder chuckles, your face only growing hotter as you felt your heart skip a beat at the sounds. Â
âThihis ihis so unfahahaiir!â You whined out a complaint as soon as you found your ability to speak again, one that neither of them seemed to take seriously. They exchanged mocking looks, knowing that it absolutely was completely unfair, but that fact only seemed to make this even more amusing for them, finding it adorable how you only seemed to fight with your words and never to actually get away.
âDarling, who ever said anything about playing âfairâ?â Volt emphasized his words by bringing his hands up to under your arms, which were still pinned above you by Eddie, his grip holding strong, especially for someone who had been sleeping only a few minutes ago. He tested them first, using only his index fingers to circle around the outside to the center, wanting to see just how ticklish you may be here before going all in. He was extremely pleased when he heard your giggles getting higher as your arms reflexively jerked down, but didnât break from the hold they were stuck in, an almost nervous glint in your eyes. You cursed at yourself mentally for choosing to wear a tank top for a pajama shirt tonight, but the weather has been quite warm recently, so it felt like the best choice earlier on. Â
âY'know, if you didn't want this, then you really shouldn't have woken me up.â You felt a mix of shock and slight exasperation as you heard Eddie's words, but when you looked up at him, his expression clearly gave away that he was just messing with you. Seeing the cocky looks on their faces, part of you already began plotting your revenge on them, especially Volt, him being the one who got you stuck in this situation in the first place. You couldn't focus too much on that right now, though, too busy squeaking under their hands and they tested out every spot they could reach on you.
âThahat wahas Voholtâs fahault ahand yohou knohow ihihit!â The mentioned man let out a fake sigh and pretended to look disappointed at your words, still not stopping the tracing under your arms as he did, though Eddie had taken his fingers away from your neck, allowing some slight relief. Â
âStill blaming me for your mistake I see⊠I think we need to teach you how to take some responsibility, live wire.â A shiver went through you at his tone, it sounding even more sinister than his previous teasing. You looked into his eyes and hated how someone could look so innocent yet so mischievous at the same time. They were full of so much love and adoration for you, and yet his smirk looked downright evil, only confirming the fact you already knew. You were screwed.
âV-Voholt, whatehever youâre thihinking, yohou behetter nohot! Eheddie, hehelp mehee!â You tried giving Eddie your best puppy dog eyes, hoping to garner some possible sympathy from him, but he just snickered at your misfortune, using his free hand to push your hair from out of your face, running his fingers through it soothingly after.
âSorry, but Voltâs right. You really do need to learn how to take responsibility. I mean, I was sleeping soo well before you woke me up, kinda rude, donât you think?â His sarcastic tone was a stark contrast to the comforting way he played with your hair, only making you whine at him more at his refusal to take your side. Â
âYohou fehell asleheep durihing the mohovie yohou pihicked! Isn't thahat ruhude?!â Knowing you weren't winning him over, you switched to antagonizing him, which may not have been your brightest decision. You saw his face flush red for a moment as his hand froze, clearly a bit flustered about that now that you had called it out, Volt chuckling at his embarrassment.Â
âThehey do have a point there, dear.â Eddie shot a glare to him, and then back to you before removing his hand from your hair and placing it on your ribs. He didnât actually do anything yet, but the contact of his hand on the spot made you tense, as you expected him to immediately dig into it. Â
âAnd here I was trying to be the nice one. I guess that was my bad.â His words were full of a playful irritation that made you want to sink right into the couch and disappear, and if you thought Voltâs smirk was evil, Eddieâs was downright villainous, a small bout of regret almost starting to creep its way into your brain. Before you could apologize or get even a single word out, you felt his nails moving across your ribs in a much more calculated way than your previous attacker. That combined with the way Volt was still tracing under your arms caused a small shriek to leave your lips, his other hand still preventing you from yanking your arms down as you continued pulling on them. Not one to be outdone, Volt stepped up his game as well, turning one finger into three under both arms, adding his thumb and middle finger to scritch his silver painted nails in and out the center of your underarms.
âW-Wahait! Sohorry, Ihiâm sohohorryyy!â Hiccups began filling your laugh as the sensations overwhelmed your brain, unable to decide which one was worse. Neither of them listened to you, too busy enjoying your helpless laughter and the chance to get revenge for all the times you had sassed them before. Â
âYou know, I really donât understand how it took until tonight to find out about this. I mean, theyâre so sensitive, itâs a miracle they were able to keep it hidden till now.â Voltâs words were directed towards Eddie, but his gaze stayed on you, watching your face as he spoke and moved his hands just slightly around, trying nearby spots like your upper arms and the sides of your underarms, going closer to your back. He was pleasantly surprised when the latter spot was met with more squeaks in your laugh and your shoulders shaking slightly in an attempt to get his hands away.
âYouâre right⊠How did you manage to keep this from us? It feels like weâre barely doing anything, yet here you are looking like you're fighting for your life.â âBarely doing anythingâ felt like the understatement of the century to you, especially coming from the man who managed to learn just the right ways to take you apart in a matter of minutes, though being honest, it really wasnât that much of a feat. He managed to find every spot on your ribs that made you flinch, giggle, and squeal, hitting them with perfect accuracy, yet still keeping his touch gentle enough to not fully overwhelm you. Volt was more interested in finding every spot on you that he could, aiming for quantity over quality, it seemed. Every time he changed spots and heard your laugh change, even just slightly, he lit up. He was clearly enjoying that no matter where he tried, it got some sort of reaction out of you, no matter how big or small it may be.
âIhi wahasn't tryihing toho!â That may not have been completely true. There were a few times when you may have lied to them when they accidentally tickled you before, but you felt them knowing that may only make things worse for you. If it weren't for the way your vision slightly blurred from the tears beginning to well in your eyes from laughing, you may have noticed the looks of skepticism the two men shared with each other.Â
âOh dear⊠I believe they may be lying.â Volt stopped his hands for a moment, noticing the way your eyes were starting to water, Eddie following right after, though neither moved away from the spots completely.
âOh, they definitely are. Did you really think you could keep being this ticklish a secret from us?â Eddie emphasized his point by giving your side a light pinch, making you jerk away with a squeak before you answered.
âMahaybeâŠâ Honestly, you didn't really know what your plan was with hiding it as long as you did. If you knew it would turn out like this, you probably would have let them find out much sooner.Â
âHmm, I feel as though we should make up for all that lost time of not knowing. Don't you agree?â Volt looked to Eddie once more, both sharing the same sinister look with each other. Â
âN-No! I donât!â You felt your stomach already fluttering yet again with anticipation of another round. Despite your words, however, you didnât really want them to stop just yet. Â
âAh ah, dear. I wasn't asking you, besides, I believe all of us know that's just another lie.â Voltâs smirk said everything you needed to know. They had you fully figured out. Your eyes went wide, a nervous smile taking over your lips against your will as you went to refute. Â
âWha- I don't-â Your stuttered replies were interrupted by their shared snickers, Eddie speaking up this time.
âDon't think we haven't noticed how you didn't once actually ask us to stop. Not to mention, I've seen you when working before, you have more strength than that, love.â Your face felt hotter than ever before, both men having easily caught on to the fact that you really didn't mind this kind of attention. Through that embarrassment though, you felt relief. They werenât weirded out by it, and they were teasing, sure, but they werenât actually being mean about it. You realized that the reason you tried to hide your sensitivity wasnât in fear of this. It was in fear of judgement, of disgust, of being shamed. You felt embarrassed in a bit more of a foolish way now. Of course they werenât going to hate you or find you weird over something as silly as enjoying tickling, in fact, they both seemed quite happy about the fact that you liked it.
They seemed to notice how flustered you were getting, both beginning to get a bit worried they had made you uncomfortable or assumed wrong as you got quiet. You were a bit surprised as you felt Eddie release your arms and Volt move off of your legs, shifting himself, and you, to sit on the couch with your legs in his lap. Eddie moved over, turning himself to the side to have your head resting on his crossed calves, bringing a hand to the side of your face after, softly holding it as his thumb brushed over your cheek. Volt followed suit, doing the same as he rested his hand right above your knee, comfortingly rubbing his thumb on the side of it, making sure to add enough pressure that it wouldn't tickle. Â
âApologies if we assumed wrong dear, but please know, itâs quite alright if you do like this. Honestly, I think itâs truly adorable, don't you agree?â Voltâs voice was softer than you had heard it all night, trying to soothe you in case you were upset, not knowing that it was very much the opposite. He gave a glance to Eddie as he asked his question, looking for backup in reassuring you.
âIt really is.â Eddieâs eyes were locked to yours, his gaze transfixed on you as if you were the prettiest night sky he ever saw. He cleared his throat and refocused himself as he realized how much he was staring, the same flush from earlier returning to his cheeks. If either of you teased him about it, heâd make an excuse about how he was still tired, but you both knew it was bullshit. Â
âWhat he means to say is, while we very much enjoy this, if you truly do not, then weâll stop. Just say the word, dear.â Volt grabbed one of your freed hands, pressing a kiss to the back before setting it down with a gentle squeeze. You took them in for a moment, almost tearing up as you wondered how you got so lucky as to end up together with these two amazing men. Â
âI mean, you donât- you donât have to stopâŠâ You couldn't bring yourself to look either of them in the eyes, glancing towards the television instead, where you saw the ending to the movie that none of you had been paying attention to playing out. You could feel the tension ease out from both the men you were laid upon, knowing that you were okay and that their assumptions turned out correct.
âThat sounds like an invitation, love.â Volt's sly tone was back immediately, his arm starting to wrap around your legs to keep you still for what he had planned. You moved your arms to cover your face, trying to block it from their view in an attempt to save yourself even a sliver of dignity tonight. Â
âNuh uh, none of that. No way you're hiding that pretty face of yours away from us.â Eddie went to move your arms away from your face, but you decided to be more difficult this time, becoming even more playful than before, now that you had nothing to hide. You held your arms tightly around your head, blocking as much of your face as you could while not covering your nose too much, still, of course, needing to breathe. Eddie tried pushing them up gently, but noticed you werenât budging, raising an eyebrow at you. Â
âOo, our little live wire really wants to play now.â Volt wasn't helping Eddie at all as he smiled at your newfound stubbornness, it being very amusing for him to see you try to defy the other. Eddie let out a fake sigh of resignation as he moved his hands from your arms down to your stomach. Â
âGuess we'll just have to make you move them a different way then.â Right as the words left Eddie's mouth, they began again. Volt's free hand tested out your knees, spiraling his nails from the center outward, his other arm holding your legs strong, keeping you from jerking your leg away. Eddie, on the other hand, had both his hands on your waist, one gently clawing your stomach near your belly button while his other did the same to your side. Though you wanted to try and stay stubborn, the combined sensations made you drop your arms almost instantly, grabbing at Eddie's hands, but not deterring him in the slightest. Â
âShihit! Wahahait!â No matter how much you squirmed, there was no escape. Volt had a steady hold on your legs as he alternated between your knees, loving the way it made you shake and squeak. Eddie kept his hands moving, lowering them to your hips as he massaged his thumbs into your skin towards the top of them, the same spot Volt had found earlier. The squeal you let out only motivated him further, keeping his touch focused on them, continuing to softly dig into the spot.
âMy, that didnât last long.â Volt teased you for your short lived defiance, both men having smug smiles plastered to their faces. You attempted to flip him off, bringing one hand off of Eddieâs and just barely getting your middle finger up before he switched methods and squeezed above one of your knees while scribbling under the other with the hand of the arm wrapped around your legs. Your hand quickly fell, hitting down on the couch cushion as you cackled. Â
âWell, I am getting them pretty bad, makes sense they wouldnât be able to hold out.â Eddieâs voice sounded far too cocky, obviously trying to antagonize the other. A slightly surprised look took over Voltâs expression for a moment before realizing what the other was doing, playing along with his game.
âThat may be true, however, I think I may be what truly made them cave in the end.â You could sense something brewing between the two of them, a competition that you were the main determining factor in. You could tell where it was going, the anticipation filling your stomach only adding to the sensations dancing around your legs and waist. Â
âWhy don't we just have them decide, then? Tell us, whoâs doing a better job of breaking you?â Eddie leaned forward so his head was almost directly above yours, a mischievous gleam in his eyes as he changed from massaging your hips to dragging his nails up and down them, slipping just slightly under the band of your pajama pants. Â
âYes, dear. Please let us know, and Iâd make sure to answer correctly, if I were you.â Volt stepped up his game as well, moving up to your thighs and targeting the underside of them, scritching all around the area, trying to find the spots that would make you squeal. He got what he wanted and more, a small shriek leaving you at the combined attacks, hiccupy laughter taking over right after.
âYohouâre bohoth bahad! Gehet awahahay!â You squirmed as much as you could, but there was no escape from their hands. You couldn't even figure out what to do with your own, wanting to cover your face, grab at their hands, and slam them on the couch all at the same time. You settled with grabbing at Eddie's wrists again, his hands being the ones closest to yours. Â
âAh ah. That doesn't answer our question, love.â Voltâs hands formed claws as he vibrated them into the sides of your thighs, your legs kicking out in his grip, still without breaking free. Â
âMaybe they just need a bit more motivation.â Another shudder went through you at the way he spoke, questioning how they were planning on making it worse than it already was. You were surprised when you felt Eddieâs hands pause for a moment, alleviating some of the sensation, but not all, as Volt still continued. You felt his hands go under your arms and jolted, but he wasnât attempting to tickle you there this time. Instead, he lifted you to be sitting up in his lap, tucking his chin into your neck as his arms wrapped around you. Â
âWell, this hardly seems fair, I think I may need to even the field a bit.â Volt stopped as well as he adjusted himself once more, now straddling your calves, giving himself easier access to more of your spots.
âYohouâre one to tahalk about fair!â Some giggles still fell from your lips as you used the momentary break to catch your breath and call out Voltâs hypocrisy. He only let out a laugh at you, Eddie even letting out a huff of amusement, one you could feel on your neck from his closeness, it sending a small shiver through you. Â
âIt is really unfair if you enjoy it, live wire?â That got you quiet quick, him looking knowingly into your eyes as he said it making it even worse. An embarrassed pout took over for a moment, mumbling a small âshut upâ under your breath that you didn't mean, only serving to entertain both men more. Â
âClearly we arenât doing enough if they still have this much of an attitude. I think we need to teach them why they shouldnât test us so much.â Eddieâs arms tightened around your waist, keeping you pressed to him as he made sure to speak lighter, being close to your ear.
âI agree, and they still havenât told us whoâs been doing a better job. I would very much like to know, dear.â One finger dragged up and down one of your thighs, making sure not to tickle too much, not yet. Â
âI cahanât decide! Youâre both mean!â You wiggled around in their grip, but there was no way you were getting out now, nervous laughs completely taking over before they could even start again. They couldnât help but find it incredibly endearing how cute you were right now. You were undeniably flustered, but there was a sparkle in your eyes that told them how much fun you were having, despite your attempts to call them âmeanâ. Â
âOh live wireâŠâ Voltâs hands stilled for a moment, Eddie leaning in close to your ear right after. Â
âYou havenât seen mean yet.â Before you could even fully comprehend the words that were whispered into your ear, their hands began moving again, it all happening so suddenly that you couldnât even begin to stop the scream that left your lips. Voltâs fingers were gently but quickly pinching at your inner thighs, moving up and down them, sporadically switching to dragging his nails across the front or sides of them before changing back again. Eddie, on the other hand, had unwound his arms from you to place his hands back onto your hips, this time slipping under the bottom of your tank top and massaging his thumbs into your lower back while the rest of his fingers gently dug into the sides of them. He added on to that by nuzzling his chin into your neck, making sure his stubble softly scraped against the side and down to your shoulder. Â
âWAHAIT! NOHOHO!â You could barely get the words out, far too lost in your own laughter. Though your body wiggled around as much as was possible, you didn't move much, your two boyfriends keeping you trapped as they continued.
âAll you need to do is tell us who's doing a better job, dear. That can't be too hard, right?â Volt changed his methods again as he spoke, softly digging the tips of his fingers into the spot where your thighs and hips met, enjoying the way it made your laugh get higher and legs attempt to kick out from under him. It was far easier for him to say that. You couldn't even focus on the feelings separately, all of them combining to turn your brain to mush as squeals and hiccups poured from your lips. That was until Eddie moved his hands up to your ribs, now focusing his touch on the lower back of them. You would have fully folded into yourself if his hands hadn't been there, your laugh turning silent for a moment after the loudest shriek of the night left you. They both stopped again, mostly in shock, but also wanting to make sure they didn't go too far. As soon as your giggles came back and your head fell against Eddie's shoulder to reveal your wide smile, they untensed, seeing that you were still having fun.
âI think we have an answer.â Eddie shot Volt a smug look, knowing it was the spot on your back that made you react like that. Volt rolled his eyes dramatically, not ready to admit his loss just yet.
âNow now. We don't have an answer until they give us one. Ready to decide, live wire?â You took a moment to collect yourself, trying to think of how to answer. Both of them were horribly good teases, and made quick work of finding a good amount of your sensitive spots and what worked best on them, it felt impossible to choose between the two of them.Â
âIhi can't pick. Cahan't we just say you both win?â Volt was about to jokingly argue that a decision needed to be made when a loud yawn came from you, it spreading to both men, making all of you realize just how late it had gotten.
âI suppose that's agreeable for now. Though don't think we'll be forgetting about this anytime soon.â Volt shot you a wink as he moved off of your legs, Eddie taking you off his lap to be squished comfortably in between them and the couch. Their arms wrapped around you, holding you protectively as you began to drift off, all the energy you used up quickly catching up to you.
âYou did good, get some sleep.â Eddie used the arm that wasn't around you to grab a large blanket, handing one side to Volt as they carefully placed it over all three of you, making sure you were fully covered.
âThanks guys.. I love you both.. Goodnight.â The soft smile and tone to your voice melted their hearts, Eddie placing a kiss to your forehead and Volt doing the same to your cheek as they smiled with you.
âWe love you too.â Eddie spoke without fully looking at either of you, still a bit embarrassed whenever he said the words.
âGood night, live wire.â Volt shut the TV off, pushing himself even closer to you to give you more warmth as you slept. Eddie copied, leaning into your other side so the three of you could be as close as possible. It didn't take long for all of you to fully nod off, each of you getting a better night's sleep than you had had in a while.
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I would absolutely adore number 6 with lee reader and ler Betty from date everything!! đ Hope youâre well and stay hydrated and awesome!
TickleTober Day 6: Wrestle
~Yay, Betty! I love writing her character; sheâs so teasy and fun. Finishing this kinda late, so sorry for any typos. Thank you for requesting, and I hope you Enioy!~
Fandom: Date Everything!
Lee: Gender Neutral Reader
Ler: Betty
Summary: You had a bad day, and Betty offers to make it better. However, her methods are a tad bitâŠunorthodox.
Warnings: canon-typical interactions, language, and romantical/suggestive happenings. This is a tickle fic, so if you donât like that, scroll away!!
âHey, lover,â Betty hummed, stretching out on the sheets. Her hand patted the space beside her, beckoning you. She was technically lying on herself, but damn, she was comfortable.
You blinked, looking at her like youâd forgotten the dateviators were on. You seemedâŠdistracted. âOhâŠuh, hey, Betty.â
Her brows immediately furrowed at that. You were normally a bit distracted when you came inâyou were tired, after allâbut this was different. âEverything alright?â
âKinda? I just had a bad day,â you shrugged, laying back on the bed beside her. You stared up at the ceiling, then at her. Youâd missed that face all day.
Betty frowned at that, placing a hand on your shoulder. âAwâŠis it okay if I try and make it better?â
That made you smile a bit. Betty was usually pretty good at boosting your mood, no matter what methods she chose. âSure.â
With a small chuckle, Betty turned, hovering over you on the bed. She loved the way your eyes lit up with excitement, even when you had no clue what was coming for you.
Bettyâs hands slid up your sides, and your own mirrored the motion on her. Only, instead of slipping under your shirt, her fingers began wiggling.
âSHHHHIhihihit! Behehetty?!â you yelped, squirming around beneath her. Youâd expected some fun, maybe cuddling, but that?
That, you were wholly unprepared for.
âJust relax, baby. I wanna make you feel better,â she cooed, pulling out her teasing voice. Usually, youâd hear it late at night when she wanted to be mean. Then, however, it carried an entirely different meaning.
âThehehere are ohother wahahays!â
Betty chuckled at that, clamping her legs around your own. âMaybe, but this seems much more fun.â She was ready for a fight.
You could hear the challenge in her voice, a giddy excitement filling your chest. If she wanted a challengeâŠwell, you could certainly try and give her one.
You lurched upward, trying to push Betty off of you. She laughed, nearly falling off from your efforts. Instead of letting you go, however, she pounced back on you, tugging you into her lap. Before you could even think of countering, Betty had your arms behind your back in a startlingly effective hold.
âWahait! Wait, wait, Behehetty wahahahait!â you giggled, all worked up before she even began tickling you. Betty was an impressively good play-wrestler.
She shook her head, getting your arms secured behind your back while freeing her hands. Perfect. âSorry baby, but Iâve waited long enough.â
With that, Bettyâs fingers dug into your sides, poking and wiggling against the sensitive areas.
âWhy ahahahare youhu sohoho gohood at thahahat?!â
A compliment? Betty couldnât help but smile at that, pressing a kiss to the top of your head. âAw, how sweet. Itâs a skill, and Iâve had lots of practice.â
That both answered your question and made you incredibly nervous. That âpracticeâ almost definitely spelled giggly doom for you.
Sure enough, her skilled fingers traveled to your stomach, vibrating her clawed hand against the soft skin.
âNYAHAHAHAHA!â
You kicked and squirmed, tugging at your restrained arms. Betty didnât falter, however; you werenât getting away that easily.
âOh, love, does that tickle? Hmm?â Betty teased, leaning forward to whisper in your ear. She was purposefully letting her lips brush the shell, tickling you more. The way your cheeks brightened was gorgeous to her. âYouâre so cute when you blush~â
âSH-SHUHUHUSH!â
Your fluster at her compliments was rather adorable. She would happily try to break you another day, but right then, her mission was to brighten your day.
âPoor thingâŠwant me to be gentle, baby?â she cooed, purposefully using a baby-voice to tease you.
You nodded frantically, trying not to sound too pathetic. Of course, you failed. âY-YEHEHES!â
Betty stopped tormenting your stomach, switching to gentle spidering across the soft skin. She began nuzzling her face against your neck, occasionally planting little kisses.
âThere we go. Is that better?â she whispered, pulling you closer. Betty released your arms, letting you flail a bit and hold her arms.
âY-youhuhuâre sohoho mehean!â you whined, leaning back against Bettyâs chest. Sheâd worn you out, and there was a lovely set of pillows for you to rest on behind you.
âOh, I know, Iâm so mean,â she tutted, shaking her head. She nipped your neck softly, making you squeak. âDonât tempt me to bully you again, lover. I will get you if you push me.â
That did sound funâŠbut maybe another time. You were rather worn out from your bad day, and the tickling had exhausted you. You were ready to throw in the towel. You giggled out your safeword, tapping Betty's arm to show that she hadnât done too far.
Bettyâs arms tightened around you, turning you to face her. You got a lovely kiss before she started petting your hair again. âAw, is someone tired?â
âYehehesâŠâ you grumbled, burrying your face in Bettyâs chest. It was definitely time for a nap.
Giving you another quick kiss, Betty laid the two of you down, pulling you closer against her. Your head rested on her chest, arms tucked around her waist as you held on. It was adorable.
âBabyâŠsleep well. Iâll be here when you wake up, always by your side. Especially with those giggles.â
âMph, fuck offâŠâ
âMaybe later. Now, sleep, or Iâll try that raspberry thing Diana was telling me about.â
This fic is sfw, but still Minors and Ageless blogs DNI
Lers Volt x Eddie x Lee Reader (Gender Neutral, No y/n)
Words: 6232
No spoilers, but this can be read with either normal or realized Volt and Eddie! Just some tk fluff with them cus they took over my brain completely, and I hope yall enjoy!!
Being with Eddie and Volt was amazing. You always felt comfortable, safe, between them whenever you were together, which was a lot. Unfortunately, that usual âsafetyâ quickly turned to danger tonight.
It was late into the night, but all three of you were still awake, relaxing on the couch downstairs as you watched a movie. It had become a routine every weekend to enjoy one while cuddling up with each other, each of you taking turns on who got to choose what to watch. It was Eddie's choice tonight, as Volt had picked the last movie, and you the one before. He chose an older action movie, one you all had watched before, but Eddie especially seemed to like.Â
Though there was nothing wrong with the movie itself, Volt and you just didn't quite have the same love for it as Eddie, both of you getting a bit bored towards the middle of it. The plot seemed to drag on a bit when you already had the knowledge of everything that would happen. That was what started it all.
Seemingly too bored to stay still, Voltâs hand, that had been resting on your side since the beginning of the movie, began to fidget, his index finger gently swiping up and down it. You jumped slightly, surprised at the sudden unexpected feeling.Â
âSorry love, didn't mean to frighten you.â He gave a soft smile as he whispered an apology right next to your ear, assuming that he had just caught you off guard with the movement and startled you. He stilled his fingers once more, as though he thought it would distract you from the movie you weren't actually paying attention to.
âAh, don't worry. Was just really into this part, I guess.â You whispered back with a quiet laugh at the end, lying to play off the real reason for your reaction and to hopefully hide your disappointment at him stopping. Neither Volt nor Eddie had found out about your sensitivities yet. Though both had come close many times, every time you somehow managed to find an excuse for whatever noise, jerk, or jump you had reacted to their touch with. Â
It wasn't as if you disliked it by any means, quite the contrary actually, you just weren't sure if you were ready for either of them to know about that yet. You feared if they found out and realized that you enjoyed it, they may find it strange, or judge you for it. Or, on the opposite side, you didn't know if you could take it if they did accept it, imagining them both lovingly teasing you about it making your face grow hot and head spin at the thought alone. Â
You were quickly pulled from the thoughts running through your head as his hand suddenly moved again, this time slipping under your tank top to feel the warmth of your skin against his. He gave a gentle squeeze to your lower side, and while you couldn't tell if he was trying to be playful or comforting, it had the same reaction either way. You jerked slightly away from the touch this time, curling into yourself with a small laugh. Volt looked at you, almost concerned for a moment, before you saw the pieces connecting in his head. Â
âOh? Oh no⊠Now isn't this just terrible for you.â His hand gently squeezed again at the soft skin of your side, this time more purposefully, his lips forming a knowing smirk as you let out another quick laugh. Â
âNo, Volt- Wait!â He didn't let you finish as he turned to fully face you, both his hands now latching onto your sides as his nails skittered up and down them with horribly accurate precision. Your hands shot to his wrists on instinct, but you barely pushed away, pretending to put up a fight for show, all while not actually trying to stop him.
âApologies, live wire, but I simply can not do that. This is a very important discovery that just must be explored now, I'm afraid.â Despite his words, he didn't appear to be sorry at all, continuing to trace his fingers along your waist, his touch traveling up to your ribs.
âNoho! Yohou're inteherrupting the mohovie! Eddiehe!â You whined out your other boyfriendâs name through your now even more frantic giggles as Volt's fingers tested out the new spot, but you were met with no response from him.
âAm I now?â Volt gave a confident look, nodding his head towards Eddie, who was laid back against the couch cushion, fast asleep. You wanted to be mad at him for falling asleep during the movie that he had picked, but he looked so cute sleeping that you couldn't find it in yourself to be truly irritated with him. This did, however, put you in a tricky position. With Eddie asleep, this made it so you only had to deal with one of them for now, but it also made it so no one was there to save you from Volt until he decided to spare you. You debated on trying to wake Eddie up for a moment, thinking he may be on your side and help you get revenge on the other if you did.
Volt seemed to notice your line of thinking as he changed to gentle scratching around your tummy, clearly trying to find every spot that brought a reaction out of you. He wasn't disappointed as your laugh got even higher, your hands closing a bit tighter around his wrists as he targeted the more sensitive area.
âI don't think youâll want to do that, dear. He can be even more merciless than I, especially if his sleep has been disturbed.â You couldn't fully tell if he was bluffing or not, but the thought of him telling the truth and having to face the wrath of Eddie, along with Voltâs already horrible teasing, was enough to stop you from attempting to wake the slumbering man.
âYohou're suhuch an ahass!â You suppressed your laugh as much as you could, trying to be quieter than before with the new fear of waking up a vengeful Eddie, but you couldnât silence yourself completely. It was a difficult task with Voltâs hands finding every ticklish spot on your waist, it taking everything in you not to squeal when he hit a sensitive patch of skin near the side of your stomach. Â
âOo feisty~ Best be careful though, too loud and he may wake.â Volt took your words and the way your laugh quieted as a challenge, wanting to see how much it would take for you to get just a bit too noisy and stir the other. Though he usually wouldn't purposefully disturb Eddie's sleep, he figured he most likely wouldn't mind it so much if he was being awoken by your adorable laughter. Â
âThahat would behe your fahault!â You whisper yelled as you argued with him, knowing that it really would be more on him than you, but you could tell he didnât care. All he was focused on now was drawing more of those beautiful giggles from your lips, any consequences could be dealt with later. Â
âAnd why would it be my fault? Youâre the one making all the noise, love.â If you were able to glare at that moment, you would have been throwing daggers at him with your gaze, but instead you were only able to give a slightly annoyed look through squinted eyes, a large smile still stuck to your face. Â
âBehecause youâre tihickling mehe!â You tensed as you accidentally got a bit louder for a moment. You glanced over to Eddie, and felt a wave of relief go through you as you saw he was still completely out. You already knew he was a deep sleeper, but you couldnât help still being a bit surprised that he could sleep through all of this so peacefully. Â
âOh am I? Apologies, I hadn't realized.â He gave you a fake look of shock which quickly turned back into a cheeky grin as a small laugh escaped him at your statement of the obvious. You let out a small growl of irritation through your giggles at his sarcasm, wanting to wipe that stupid smirk right off his face. Â
Unfortunately, you wouldnât get the chance to do that anytime soon, as he found the sensitive spots located right around the tops of both your hips, lightly pinching on either one. You let out a small shriek, falling to the side as your legs curled up towards you to get away from and block his attacking hands. Landing you right on top of Eddieâs lap. Â
âMmn⊠The hell..?â Voltâs hands paused for a moment as the dark haired man awoke, albeit a bit groggily, looking down to see you laying in his lap, some giggles still slipping through your lips and a clearly flustered expression spread across your face.
âEddie! Hehelp! Voltâs torturihing mehee!â You quickly threw him under the bus, hoping Eddie may side with you if he believed it was Voltâs fault that he was woken up. Technically, it really was, as you never would have fallen onto him had Volt not been viciously attacking you with tickles. Â
âYes, Eddie, be a dear and help me, won't you?â Volt used the way you had fallen back to his advantage, moving your legs down onto the couch, despite your effort to keep them curled to you, and sitting atop your thighs as he tried to lure Eddie to his side. Eddie seemed puzzled at first, but Volt cleared up that confusion by returning his fingers to your hips, making you break into immediate giggles once more as he softly pinched around them. The previously sleeping man let out an amused sigh as he became more cognisant and realized what you both had been talking about, already knowing whose side he was going to be on. Â
âWell, I suppose if you both insist.â You lost all hope you once had of him helping you as soon as you felt him shift, hearing the playful tone in his voice as his hands took your wrists and easily pinned them above your head onto the couch. You could instantly tell how screwed you were, now completely stuck between them with no way to protect yourself. You could feel butterflies fluttering through your stomach as you looked up at Eddie, a small smirk tugging at his lips already. Â
âNohoo! Nohot him! Hehelp mehe!â You pulled at your hands that were trapped in his grip, though not too hard, not actually wanting to break free. You knew that if you genuinely told them to stop, then they would, without hesitation, but you didnât really want that, and they definitely didnât either.
âAah, bit too late for that, sorry. Shouldâve been clearer before.â Just like Volt, there was no hint of remorse in his voice as he decided to join in on the fun, however, his approach was very different from the other manâs. Rather than jumping in with clawed fingers in an attempt to get the biggest reaction out of you, he gently fluttered his nails on the side of your neck, tracing around to the other side to do the same, back and forth, bringing some small squeaks out of you between giggles. Perhaps it was just because he wasnât fully awake yet, but you were surprised how much softer he was about it compared to Volt, though the conflicting feelings almost made it worse. Your brain couldnât tell whether to focus on those light touches around your neck, or the almost electric sensations spreading throughout your sides as Volt moved up to them once again, wanting to try the area once more now he had easier access to it with your body being slightly stretched out over Eddieâs lap. Â
âMm, yes. You really should be more specific, dear. You only have yourself to blame for this, honestly.â You would have loved to rebuttal, slinging some sort of insult or profanity at the white haired man, but your words were quickly caught in your throat as Voltâs fingers found the spot where your ribs and sides met, a squeal replacing whatever you actually wanted to come out of your mouth. Both of the men couldnât stop the soft smiles that took over from hearing all the cute noises you were making from just some simple touches, and you could swear you heard some quiet laughs slip out from Eddieâs lips under Voltâs louder chuckles, your face only growing hotter as you felt your heart skip a beat at the sounds. Â
âThihis ihis so unfahahaiir!â You whined out a complaint as soon as you found your ability to speak again, one that neither of them seemed to take seriously. They exchanged mocking looks, knowing that it absolutely was completely unfair, but that fact only seemed to make this even more amusing for them, finding it adorable how you only seemed to fight with your words and never to actually get away.
âDarling, who ever said anything about playing âfairâ?â Volt emphasized his words by bringing his hands up to under your arms, which were still pinned above you by Eddie, his grip holding strong, especially for someone who had been sleeping only a few minutes ago. He tested them first, using only his index fingers to circle around the outside to the center, wanting to see just how ticklish you may be here before going all in. He was extremely pleased when he heard your giggles getting higher as your arms reflexively jerked down, but didnât break from the hold they were stuck in, an almost nervous glint in your eyes. You cursed at yourself mentally for choosing to wear a tank top for a pajama shirt tonight, but the weather has been quite warm recently, so it felt like the best choice earlier on. Â
âY'know, if you didn't want this, then you really shouldn't have woken me up.â You felt a mix of shock and slight exasperation as you heard Eddie's words, but when you looked up at him, his expression clearly gave away that he was just messing with you. Seeing the cocky looks on their faces, part of you already began plotting your revenge on them, especially Volt, him being the one who got you stuck in this situation in the first place. You couldn't focus too much on that right now, though, too busy squeaking under their hands and they tested out every spot they could reach on you.
âThahat wahas Voholtâs fahault ahand yohou knohow ihihit!â The mentioned man let out a fake sigh and pretended to look disappointed at your words, still not stopping the tracing under your arms as he did, though Eddie had taken his fingers away from your neck, allowing some slight relief. Â
âStill blaming me for your mistake I see⊠I think we need to teach you how to take some responsibility, live wire.â A shiver went through you at his tone, it sounding even more sinister than his previous teasing. You looked into his eyes and hated how someone could look so innocent yet so mischievous at the same time. They were full of so much love and adoration for you, and yet his smirk looked downright evil, only confirming the fact you already knew. You were screwed.
âV-Voholt, whatehever youâre thihinking, yohou behetter nohot! Eheddie, hehelp mehee!â You tried giving Eddie your best puppy dog eyes, hoping to garner some possible sympathy from him, but he just snickered at your misfortune, using his free hand to push your hair from out of your face, running his fingers through it soothingly after.
âSorry, but Voltâs right. You really do need to learn how to take responsibility. I mean, I was sleeping soo well before you woke me up, kinda rude, donât you think?â His sarcastic tone was a stark contrast to the comforting way he played with your hair, only making you whine at him more at his refusal to take your side. Â
âYohou fehell asleheep durihing the mohovie yohou pihicked! Isn't thahat ruhude?!â Knowing you weren't winning him over, you switched to antagonizing him, which may not have been your brightest decision. You saw his face flush red for a moment as his hand froze, clearly a bit flustered about that now that you had called it out, Volt chuckling at his embarrassment.Â
âThehey do have a point there, dear.â Eddie shot a glare to him, and then back to you before removing his hand from your hair and placing it on your ribs. He didnât actually do anything yet, but the contact of his hand on the spot made you tense, as you expected him to immediately dig into it. Â
âAnd here I was trying to be the nice one. I guess that was my bad.â His words were full of a playful irritation that made you want to sink right into the couch and disappear, and if you thought Voltâs smirk was evil, Eddieâs was downright villainous, a small bout of regret almost starting to creep its way into your brain. Before you could apologize or get even a single word out, you felt his nails moving across your ribs in a much more calculated way than your previous attacker. That combined with the way Volt was still tracing under your arms caused a small shriek to leave your lips, his other hand still preventing you from yanking your arms down as you continued pulling on them. Not one to be outdone, Volt stepped up his game as well, turning one finger into three under both arms, adding his thumb and middle finger to scritch his silver painted nails in and out the center of your underarms.
âW-Wahait! Sohorry, Ihiâm sohohorryyy!â Hiccups began filling your laugh as the sensations overwhelmed your brain, unable to decide which one was worse. Neither of them listened to you, too busy enjoying your helpless laughter and the chance to get revenge for all the times you had sassed them before. Â
âYou know, I really donât understand how it took until tonight to find out about this. I mean, theyâre so sensitive, itâs a miracle they were able to keep it hidden till now.â Voltâs words were directed towards Eddie, but his gaze stayed on you, watching your face as he spoke and moved his hands just slightly around, trying nearby spots like your upper arms and the sides of your underarms, going closer to your back. He was pleasantly surprised when the latter spot was met with more squeaks in your laugh and your shoulders shaking slightly in an attempt to get his hands away.
âYouâre right⊠How did you manage to keep this from us? It feels like weâre barely doing anything, yet here you are looking like you're fighting for your life.â âBarely doing anythingâ felt like the understatement of the century to you, especially coming from the man who managed to learn just the right ways to take you apart in a matter of minutes, though being honest, it really wasnât that much of a feat. He managed to find every spot on your ribs that made you flinch, giggle, and squeal, hitting them with perfect accuracy, yet still keeping his touch gentle enough to not fully overwhelm you. Volt was more interested in finding every spot on you that he could, aiming for quantity over quality, it seemed. Every time he changed spots and heard your laugh change, even just slightly, he lit up. He was clearly enjoying that no matter where he tried, it got some sort of reaction out of you, no matter how big or small it may be.
âIhi wahasn't tryihing toho!â That may not have been completely true. There were a few times when you may have lied to them when they accidentally tickled you before, but you felt them knowing that may only make things worse for you. If it weren't for the way your vision slightly blurred from the tears beginning to well in your eyes from laughing, you may have noticed the looks of skepticism the two men shared with each other.Â
âOh dear⊠I believe they may be lying.â Volt stopped his hands for a moment, noticing the way your eyes were starting to water, Eddie following right after, though neither moved away from the spots completely.
âOh, they definitely are. Did you really think you could keep being this ticklish a secret from us?â Eddie emphasized his point by giving your side a light pinch, making you jerk away with a squeak before you answered.
âMahaybeâŠâ Honestly, you didn't really know what your plan was with hiding it as long as you did. If you knew it would turn out like this, you probably would have let them find out much sooner.Â
âHmm, I feel as though we should make up for all that lost time of not knowing. Don't you agree?â Volt looked to Eddie once more, both sharing the same sinister look with each other. Â
âN-No! I donât!â You felt your stomach already fluttering yet again with anticipation of another round. Despite your words, however, you didnât really want them to stop just yet. Â
âAh ah, dear. I wasn't asking you, besides, I believe all of us know that's just another lie.â Voltâs smirk said everything you needed to know. They had you fully figured out. Your eyes went wide, a nervous smile taking over your lips against your will as you went to refute. Â
âWha- I don't-â Your stuttered replies were interrupted by their shared snickers, Eddie speaking up this time.
âDon't think we haven't noticed how you didn't once actually ask us to stop. Not to mention, I've seen you when working before, you have more strength than that, love.â Your face felt hotter than ever before, both men having easily caught on to the fact that you really didn't mind this kind of attention. Through that embarrassment though, you felt relief. They werenât weirded out by it, and they were teasing, sure, but they werenât actually being mean about it. You realized that the reason you tried to hide your sensitivity wasnât in fear of this. It was in fear of judgement, of disgust, of being shamed. You felt embarrassed in a bit more of a foolish way now. Of course they werenât going to hate you or find you weird over something as silly as enjoying tickling, in fact, they both seemed quite happy about the fact that you liked it.
They seemed to notice how flustered you were getting, both beginning to get a bit worried they had made you uncomfortable or assumed wrong as you got quiet. You were a bit surprised as you felt Eddie release your arms and Volt move off of your legs, shifting himself, and you, to sit on the couch with your legs in his lap. Eddie moved over, turning himself to the side to have your head resting on his crossed calves, bringing a hand to the side of your face after, softly holding it as his thumb brushed over your cheek. Volt followed suit, doing the same as he rested his hand right above your knee, comfortingly rubbing his thumb on the side of it, making sure to add enough pressure that it wouldn't tickle. Â
âApologies if we assumed wrong dear, but please know, itâs quite alright if you do like this. Honestly, I think itâs truly adorable, don't you agree?â Voltâs voice was softer than you had heard it all night, trying to soothe you in case you were upset, not knowing that it was very much the opposite. He gave a glance to Eddie as he asked his question, looking for backup in reassuring you.
âIt really is.â Eddieâs eyes were locked to yours, his gaze transfixed on you as if you were the prettiest night sky he ever saw. He cleared his throat and refocused himself as he realized how much he was staring, the same flush from earlier returning to his cheeks. If either of you teased him about it, heâd make an excuse about how he was still tired, but you both knew it was bullshit. Â
âWhat he means to say is, while we very much enjoy this, if you truly do not, then weâll stop. Just say the word, dear.â Volt grabbed one of your freed hands, pressing a kiss to the back before setting it down with a gentle squeeze. You took them in for a moment, almost tearing up as you wondered how you got so lucky as to end up together with these two amazing men. Â
âI mean, you donât- you donât have to stopâŠâ You couldn't bring yourself to look either of them in the eyes, glancing towards the television instead, where you saw the ending to the movie that none of you had been paying attention to playing out. You could feel the tension ease out from both the men you were laid upon, knowing that you were okay and that their assumptions turned out correct.
âThat sounds like an invitation, love.â Volt's sly tone was back immediately, his arm starting to wrap around your legs to keep you still for what he had planned. You moved your arms to cover your face, trying to block it from their view in an attempt to save yourself even a sliver of dignity tonight. Â
âNuh uh, none of that. No way you're hiding that pretty face of yours away from us.â Eddie went to move your arms away from your face, but you decided to be more difficult this time, becoming even more playful than before, now that you had nothing to hide. You held your arms tightly around your head, blocking as much of your face as you could while not covering your nose too much, still, of course, needing to breathe. Eddie tried pushing them up gently, but noticed you werenât budging, raising an eyebrow at you. Â
âOo, our little live wire really wants to play now.â Volt wasn't helping Eddie at all as he smiled at your newfound stubbornness, it being very amusing for him to see you try to defy the other. Eddie let out a fake sigh of resignation as he moved his hands from your arms down to your stomach. Â
âGuess we'll just have to make you move them a different way then.â Right as the words left Eddie's mouth, they began again. Volt's free hand tested out your knees, spiraling his nails from the center outward, his other arm holding your legs strong, keeping you from jerking your leg away. Eddie, on the other hand, had both his hands on your waist, one gently clawing your stomach near your belly button while his other did the same to your side. Though you wanted to try and stay stubborn, the combined sensations made you drop your arms almost instantly, grabbing at Eddie's hands, but not deterring him in the slightest. Â
âShihit! Wahahait!â No matter how much you squirmed, there was no escape. Volt had a steady hold on your legs as he alternated between your knees, loving the way it made you shake and squeak. Eddie kept his hands moving, lowering them to your hips as he massaged his thumbs into your skin towards the top of them, the same spot Volt had found earlier. The squeal you let out only motivated him further, keeping his touch focused on them, continuing to softly dig into the spot.
âMy, that didnât last long.â Volt teased you for your short lived defiance, both men having smug smiles plastered to their faces. You attempted to flip him off, bringing one hand off of Eddieâs and just barely getting your middle finger up before he switched methods and squeezed above one of your knees while scribbling under the other with the hand of the arm wrapped around your legs. Your hand quickly fell, hitting down on the couch cushion as you cackled. Â
âWell, I am getting them pretty bad, makes sense they wouldnât be able to hold out.â Eddieâs voice sounded far too cocky, obviously trying to antagonize the other. A slightly surprised look took over Voltâs expression for a moment before realizing what the other was doing, playing along with his game.
âThat may be true, however, I think I may be what truly made them cave in the end.â You could sense something brewing between the two of them, a competition that you were the main determining factor in. You could tell where it was going, the anticipation filling your stomach only adding to the sensations dancing around your legs and waist. Â
âWhy don't we just have them decide, then? Tell us, whoâs doing a better job of breaking you?â Eddie leaned forward so his head was almost directly above yours, a mischievous gleam in his eyes as he changed from massaging your hips to dragging his nails up and down them, slipping just slightly under the band of your pajama pants. Â
âYes, dear. Please let us know, and Iâd make sure to answer correctly, if I were you.â Volt stepped up his game as well, moving up to your thighs and targeting the underside of them, scritching all around the area, trying to find the spots that would make you squeal. He got what he wanted and more, a small shriek leaving you at the combined attacks, hiccupy laughter taking over right after.
âYohouâre bohoth bahad! Gehet awahahay!â You squirmed as much as you could, but there was no escape from their hands. You couldn't even figure out what to do with your own, wanting to cover your face, grab at their hands, and slam them on the couch all at the same time. You settled with grabbing at Eddie's wrists again, his hands being the ones closest to yours. Â
âAh ah. That doesn't answer our question, love.â Voltâs hands formed claws as he vibrated them into the sides of your thighs, your legs kicking out in his grip, still without breaking free. Â
âMaybe they just need a bit more motivation.â Another shudder went through you at the way he spoke, questioning how they were planning on making it worse than it already was. You were surprised when you felt Eddieâs hands pause for a moment, alleviating some of the sensation, but not all, as Volt still continued. You felt his hands go under your arms and jolted, but he wasnât attempting to tickle you there this time. Instead, he lifted you to be sitting up in his lap, tucking his chin into your neck as his arms wrapped around you. Â
âWell, this hardly seems fair, I think I may need to even the field a bit.â Volt stopped as well as he adjusted himself once more, now straddling your calves, giving himself easier access to more of your spots.
âYohouâre one to tahalk about fair!â Some giggles still fell from your lips as you used the momentary break to catch your breath and call out Voltâs hypocrisy. He only let out a laugh at you, Eddie even letting out a huff of amusement, one you could feel on your neck from his closeness, it sending a small shiver through you. Â
âIt is really unfair if you enjoy it, live wire?â That got you quiet quick, him looking knowingly into your eyes as he said it making it even worse. An embarrassed pout took over for a moment, mumbling a small âshut upâ under your breath that you didn't mean, only serving to entertain both men more. Â
âClearly we arenât doing enough if they still have this much of an attitude. I think we need to teach them why they shouldnât test us so much.â Eddieâs arms tightened around your waist, keeping you pressed to him as he made sure to speak lighter, being close to your ear.
âI agree, and they still havenât told us whoâs been doing a better job. I would very much like to know, dear.â One finger dragged up and down one of your thighs, making sure not to tickle too much, not yet. Â
âI cahanât decide! Youâre both mean!â You wiggled around in their grip, but there was no way you were getting out now, nervous laughs completely taking over before they could even start again. They couldnât help but find it incredibly endearing how cute you were right now. You were undeniably flustered, but there was a sparkle in your eyes that told them how much fun you were having, despite your attempts to call them âmeanâ. Â
âOh live wireâŠâ Voltâs hands stilled for a moment, Eddie leaning in close to your ear right after. Â
âYou havenât seen mean yet.â Before you could even fully comprehend the words that were whispered into your ear, their hands began moving again, it all happening so suddenly that you couldnât even begin to stop the scream that left your lips. Voltâs fingers were gently but quickly pinching at your inner thighs, moving up and down them, sporadically switching to dragging his nails across the front or sides of them before changing back again. Eddie, on the other hand, had unwound his arms from you to place his hands back onto your hips, this time slipping under the bottom of your tank top and massaging his thumbs into your lower back while the rest of his fingers gently dug into the sides of them. He added on to that by nuzzling his chin into your neck, making sure his stubble softly scraped against the side and down to your shoulder. Â
âWAHAIT! NOHOHO!â You could barely get the words out, far too lost in your own laughter. Though your body wiggled around as much as was possible, you didn't move much, your two boyfriends keeping you trapped as they continued.
âAll you need to do is tell us who's doing a better job, dear. That can't be too hard, right?â Volt changed his methods again as he spoke, softly digging the tips of his fingers into the spot where your thighs and hips met, enjoying the way it made your laugh get higher and legs attempt to kick out from under him. It was far easier for him to say that. You couldn't even focus on the feelings separately, all of them combining to turn your brain to mush as squeals and hiccups poured from your lips. That was until Eddie moved his hands up to your ribs, now focusing his touch on the lower back of them. You would have fully folded into yourself if his hands hadn't been there, your laugh turning silent for a moment after the loudest shriek of the night left you. They both stopped again, mostly in shock, but also wanting to make sure they didn't go too far. As soon as your giggles came back and your head fell against Eddie's shoulder to reveal your wide smile, they untensed, seeing that you were still having fun.
âI think we have an answer.â Eddie shot Volt a smug look, knowing it was the spot on your back that made you react like that. Volt rolled his eyes dramatically, not ready to admit his loss just yet.
âNow now. We don't have an answer until they give us one. Ready to decide, live wire?â You took a moment to collect yourself, trying to think of how to answer. Both of them were horribly good teases, and made quick work of finding a good amount of your sensitive spots and what worked best on them, it felt impossible to choose between the two of them.Â
âIhi can't pick. Cahan't we just say you both win?â Volt was about to jokingly argue that a decision needed to be made when a loud yawn came from you, it spreading to both men, making all of you realize just how late it had gotten.
âI suppose that's agreeable for now. Though don't think we'll be forgetting about this anytime soon.â Volt shot you a wink as he moved off of your legs, Eddie taking you off his lap to be squished comfortably in between them and the couch. Their arms wrapped around you, holding you protectively as you began to drift off, all the energy you used up quickly catching up to you.
âYou did good, get some sleep.â Eddie used the arm that wasn't around you to grab a large blanket, handing one side to Volt as they carefully placed it over all three of you, making sure you were fully covered.
âThanks guys.. I love you both.. Goodnight.â The soft smile and tone to your voice melted their hearts, Eddie placing a kiss to your forehead and Volt doing the same to your cheek as they smiled with you.
âWe love you too.â Eddie spoke without fully looking at either of you, still a bit embarrassed whenever he said the words.
âGood night, live wire.â Volt shut the TV off, pushing himself even closer to you to give you more warmth as you slept. Eddie copied, leaning into your other side so the three of you could be as close as possible. It didn't take long for all of you to fully nod off, each of you getting a better night's sleep than you had had in a while.
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