#get him!!

*my hands move up to his arms, just below the elbows, and slowly start spidering down. Then up, then down, again and again, each time getting closer and closer to his underarms. But right when I'm just about to get there, my claws hop over to his ribs and do the same thing from the other direction*

I was curious, how many ribs does an angel have? Is it the same as demons? Let's count and find out. >:3

"You-! I-Ihi'm not giggling,,,,, okay I aham, but I'm not cuhute! I'm spooky and I am the KING of HELL! I should be addressed as su-uhuhuch, wait-!"

As Lucifer was attempting (and failing) to sound authoritative, his eyes locked on to the trailing claws on his arms, keeping his mouth shut tight to deny any giggles spilling out. He concentrated on holding onto the demon's horns whilst keeping an eye on their hands.

Every time their claws got closer and closer to his pits, the king's smile widened as his head shook a pleading 'nonononono!'. Though, as their claws stopped and began teasing the other way, Lucifer was being taken on a ticklish rollercoaster of sensations. Breaking his silence with some whined "Yohohou're so mehehean!"

The demon's words about his ribs made the seraphim squeak in response, another round of head shakes ensuing, though he thought to himself 'it will lead them away from my pits though-'.

"Count thehehem all ya wahahahant!! They're thehehe same as dehehemon's, I swehehehear!! So lohohong as you're awahahay from my ahahaharmpihihits-" he added, fighting the urge to pull his arms down because ho boy did he want to. His ribs and sides were ticklish, sure, but the teases made everything twice as sensitive.

“Get Him!!”

Fantastic Four #31 (October 1964)

Stan Lee, Jack Kirby, Chic Stone and Stan Goldberg