#comission collaboration

Kyle's face turned even redder. His eyes went wide, Joe almost worried they would pop out of his sockets. He looked away, trying to compose himself, but Joe hadn't finished, she had actually just started. She gently poked his red cheeks, making Kyle growl. 

“What is the matter, Your Majesty?” She purred. “I cannot know what you want and need if you don't use your words. Please tell me, are you aware of how babies are made?” 

Joe could see the irritation growing in Kyle's expression, but she wasn't one to gauge danger. Many would say her survival instinct was flawed, but she thought that as long as it was Kyle, the word 'enough' didn't exist. 

Even if it might get her into trouble.

Chuckling to herself, Joe pinched Kyle's blushing cheeks and continued to tease him. “Cat got your tongue, Kyle? Tell me more about that wild imagination of yours,” she said, grinning. “Did you see each other getting married as well? What about growing old together?” 

She didn't really know when to stop until it was too late. Kyle reached out to catch her hand, trying to stop her teasing. But Joe was too quick and she turned with a laugh, dodging his grasp. She tried to run towards the huge wooden doors and escape anything Kyle could do to her, but the emperor stood from his chair and his hand easily closed around her side instead, giving it a squeeze while trying to stop her, and Joe let out a high-pitched squeal.

Both of them froze: Joe taking a step toward the exit and Kyle with his hand clinging to Joe's side. She turned around slowly, her lips trembling as she tried to come up with a poor excuse, something that would distract Kyle long enough to actually make her escape, but when she saw Kyle's expression morphing from surprise to a sly look, she knew she was doomed. 

“Kyle, I- ahahaha! N-No, wait- wahahait! Ahahaha!” He began tickling her, seeking revenge for her endless teasing. 

Joe laughed and squirmed, trying to push the emperor's hand off her side, but he was holding onto her firmly, his other hand latching to her other side, making her shriek and dissolve into louder laughter. 

“Kyle, wahahait!” she laughed, desperately pushing at Kyle's hands, but it was all useless– he was too strong and very determined to punish her and Joe was simply weakened by the sudden tickle attack. 

From all things possible, he had to choose tickling! She didn't know if she should feel grateful for it or not, but while Kyle wrapped a strong arm around her waist, pulling her close to her body as his free hand tickled up and down her side, spidering and squeezing, she knew she was going to suffer a long tickle torture under the emperor's hands. 

“Ohoho, Kyle!” she laughed, her cheeks blushing, because of the laughter or the proximity, she wasn't sure. “Why ahahare- are you huhugging me lihihike this?” she teased between laughter. “C-Could it be thahahat you want to start mahahaking kihihids- AHAHAHA! Hohold on!” she let out a burst of laughter that echoed in the whole meeting room as Kyle's fingers found her ribs, digging into the soft nerves and muscles between them, making Joe shriek and squirm. 

“Even while laughing your head off,” Kyle talked too close to her ear, making her shiver and giggle, “you still are a teasing little girl, huh?” 

Joe giggled brightly, jerking and squirming with her back pressed flush against Kyle's firm chest as much as his arm around her waist allowed, which wasn't much. She tried to run, push his hands away, catch them, simply escape, but Kyle easily lifted her a little off the ground, making her squeal. 

“Y-Yohohou’re so strohohong, Kyle~ AHAHAHA! Plehehase, stohohop tickling me theehehe-! Thehere!” she laughed, her legs kicking out as Kyle's fingers found her hip and dug gently into it, squeezing and pinching the little bone as if his life depended on it. “Kyle! Yohohour Mahahajesty! Why are you dohihing this? Weren't you the ohohone having weird thohohoughts- AHAHAHA! Plehehease!” 

“Stop teasing me!” Kyle whined pitifully, his cheeks flushed bright red and Joe groaned internally, hating the fact she couldn't she the color tinting his fair cheeks for the tickling barely allowed her to function like a proper human being. “I just- just… it's your fault for not speaking properly!” 

“I wahahas talking ahahabout my grahahandpa! Y-You and Ihihi aren't even m-mahahahaha-” She was unable to form any more words when Kyle's fingers reached her stomach, clawing around her belly button. “Stahahap! Plehehease!”

“Say you're sorry and I'll stop,” Kyle commanded, or at least he tried, his voice didn't sound as confident.

Joe didn't feel the slightest bit guilty. She'd reveled in Kyle's embarrassment, and she knew she'd never apologize, mainly because she loved seeing him blush with humiliation. No matter how much he tickled her, she wouldn't apologize.

She shook his head, refusing to give him the satisfaction as she squirmed and laughed while her stomach was mercilessly tickled. Her cheeks were bright red and they were starting to hurt as the tickling continued. 

Her laughter was already starting to sound a little odd to her own ears, a strange combination of loud giggles, squeals, and perhaps a little snort here and there that actually made her feel a bit too embarrassed.

“Why wohohould I behehe sorry? You wehehere the ohohone- no, wahahait!” 

The strong arms embracing her suddenly transformed into a trap, crossing over her chest and allowing Kyle's fingers to dig deep into her armpits, triggering a fit of almost hysterical laughter from Joe, whose legs flailed wildly and accidentally struck Kyle's shin, causing him to grunt in discomfort and lose his footing.

Joe felt Kyle's arm wrap tightly around her waist as he absorbed the impact, dropping to his knees and gently lowering her to the ground. Still reeling from the tickling, her mind foggy and her senses dulled, she was caught off guard when Kyle settled onto her hips, still tickling her sides and armpits. 

Joe cackled, trying to push Kyle off her with one arm, the other trying to prop herself up, but Kyle’s hands suddenly closed around both her wrists and lifted them high above her head, gently pushing her back against the floor. 

She widened her eyes, her lips trembling into a silly, uncontrollable smile as she gazed up at Kyle's adorably flustered expression, his face scrunched up in a pout that made her heart skip a beat.

Joe giggled, her eyes warmly staring at Kyle, “oh, Kyle, Kyle, Kyle~ my beloved emperor, would you mind explaining what this position is now?” she asked as if she wasn't having difficulty catching her breath. “You really want to make those babies? Right now? Right here? You're so inappropriate. Can’t you wait until- AHAHAHA! Nohohohot thehere, plehehease!” she started to beg as Kyle used his free hand to tickle every single spot he could find. 

Joe shrieked with laughter when those wiggly fingers found her very unprotected underarms, digging into that sensitive nerve that nearly made her see her stars. 

Her laughter turned rather hysterical when Kyle clawed at the back of her ribs, going straight for that ridiculous sensitive spot on the lower set of ribs that had her arching her back off the floor. Every touch there sent an electrifying sensation through her whole spine as if Kyle was playing with a major never over there. 

Her waist was not safe either. His hand sneaked under her clothes and his hand latched to the curve of her waist, spidering and poking repeatedly at hee soft, warm and sensitive skin, making her shriek and squeal like a little girl. 

“Ahahaha! Hehehey- h-hey! Hahands out! I'm not reheheady~ AHAHAHA!” 

Joe heard a soft grow over her laughter, but she couldn't do anything else besides squirming like a fish out of water as Kyle's hand spidered across her tummy to the other side of her waist. She jerked away, but either way, she couldn't move much with Kyle straddling her hips and pinning her arms. 

She was at his mercy and she was in ticklish hell, almost going insane, and yet, she refused to apologize. She refused to even acknowledge that she was just teasing Kyle and instead, insisted on riling up the emperor even more, causing his tickles to be more relentless and fast.

She tried to babble out another tease, but even Kyle had trouble understanding what she was saying between all that hysterical laughter, not that he even tried to listen to her. Joe screamed with laughter as the tickles continued, making her think she was going to be tickled forever. Her face was just as red as Kyle's, her cheeks wet with tears and her body growing weak as she kicked and pulled at her trapped arms. 

“Kyle! K-Kyle, y-you're gohohing to be a widohohower before we even get maahaharried! Spahahare your future wife- GAHAHA!” She cackled as he clawed at her tummy under her shirt.

“D-Dohohon't treheahat your children's hohohouse lihihike thihihis!” she tried to nag between bouts of laughter. “Leheheave my tuhuhummy alohohone! Plehehease!” 

That actually made Kyle laugh and his hand faltered a little as he ducked his head down to hide his smile. 

“I m-mahahade you lahahaugh!” she yelled, “now s-stoho- AHAHAHA! Wait! WAHAHAIT!” 

She shook her head in desperation as his thumb dug and rubbed circles back against her hip bone, pinching her skin gently, but firmly. The hysterics from before were nothing compared to the ones when he attacked her hip. She was as sensitive in that spot just as Kyle was, but, if she had to be honest, much to her embarrassment, she was way more ticklish than he was– and he was plenty ticklish. 

Since when did he know where all her ticklish spots were? According to Joe, she was always the one tickling Kyle until the emperor could barely breathe. She didn't remember Kyle ever being so ruthless with her, he barely dared to give her a small poke on the side and he was already dying of embarrassment. 

But he seemed to know exactly where and how to tickle her to make her laugh until her stomach muscles ached and tears fell down her cheeks. Even in places she didn't even know were so sensitive. 

One would say that was definitely torture for Joe, but if that was the case… she wouldn't be trying to keep teasing Kyle even if she couldn't form any coherent words. 

Kyle let out a huff, shaking his head with a soft smile. “You would rather die laughing than simply stop teasing me, huh?” 

Joe tried to answer, but she was nearly losing her mind as Kyle's fingers kept playing with her hip, so she simply nodded slightly, silent laughter making her body tremble. Kyle sighed, shaking his head again as he stopped for a moment. 

Joe went limp against the floor, giggling as she tried to calm down. She was gasping for air, a light sheen of sweat covering her forehead and an embarrassing little string of drool falling from the corner of her mouth. To add to her embarrassment, Kyle gently wiped it away with his thumb. 

“Are you alright?” He asked with a soft expression in his eyes, his smile as gentle as it could be. “Did I hurt you?” 

Even when he was trying to be evil, Kyle cared for Joe until the very end and her heart skipped a beat ah the fact. She looked up at him, a little blurry from the tears wetting her eyelashes, and smiled brightly, giggling lightly at the phantom tickles on her hip– and all over her body, really.

“Oh, Kyle~” she said tenderly. “All of this because you wouldn't admit you were thinking about our kids in you- AHAHAHAHA! Plehehease, anyahaha- anywhere b-buhut thehehere!” she begged as Kyle's finger resumed that maddening ticking against her hip bone. 

His thumb dug with the eight amount of pleasure right against the hollow of her hip, hooking slightly to rub at the bone, making her shriek with hysterical cackles that probably everyone in the palace could hear. She didn't even have the energy to try to fight anymore, she simply took the tickling, jolting and shrieking when he moved from one hip to the other, having her guessing when the next change was going to be. 

Kyle chuckled, “ah,” he made a short pause, almost as if he was making sure Joe was listening to him, and even though she was losing her sanity, she was, of course, listening attentively to his every word. “I clearly remember someone tickling me right here the other day,” he said in a low, teasing voice and Joe's heart fluttered. He sounded so evilly cute! 

Kyle! Let me see your face! She begged internally for she really couldn't even talk as he tickled her mercilessly

“She was so mercilessly, but I remember she was actually using both hands…” Joe let out the loudest shriek of laughter yet as her hands were suddenly freed and both band hips were under attack but both Kyle's hands: pinching, digging, squeezing, vibrating and just every little technique Joe so happily used on him many times before, never imagining the tables would turn on her. 

“That must be really ticklish, huh?” He said, chuckling and Joe wasn't even sure she was laughing anymore– the sound coming from his mouth was horrendous to her ears. Kyle chuckled again. “You look adorable.” 

The tickling suddenly stopped and Joe collapsed to the ground once more, still laughing and trying to calm her breathing. When she was finally able to open her eyes, after wiping her tears with the sleeves of her shirt, she could see that Kyle's eyes were shining with a mixture of amusement and tenderness. He leaned forward, his face just inches away from hers, and whispered, "I love you, Joe."