#lee!four

Four grumbled some stuff under their breath as X smiled, sitting behind the blue number.

He positioned his hands on Fours ribs slowly, not wanting to catch him off guard. "Ready, Four?" X asked excitedly.

He was overjoyed to finally be the ler in this situation instead of getting wrecked himself. Sure, both were fun, but he wants to see both sides! And today, he finally caught Four in a rare lee mood.

"Sure.."Four hesitantly mumbled, already embarrassed that he was the lee in this case.

X began gently scritching Fours ribs, making the blue number squeak and attempt to become smaller and protect his ribcage. He kept himself from it, though, wanting his blue- sorry- yellow friend to have an easy time.

Four giggled quietly, mostly just tittering. The shorter one was gentle. ...well, maybe he was gentle now...?

X moved down quickly, wiggling his fingers against Fours sides. Four squeaked, his arms clamping down to protect his sides. "X?-" Four shut himself up, trying to muffle most laughter. "Mhppm.. hehehehe- mmph!"

X giggled, tasing Fours side without warning to actually hear his laughter.

"EHEX-?!" Four squealed, about to yank X's hands off before just gripping the nubs on his own head. "QUHUHUIT!"

"What? Does it tickle?" X attempted to tease. He didn't exactly get the tone right, but he realized he could just play dumb and act innocent. Four covered their face, making some small noise from embarrassment.

X stopped for a moment to see if Four was gonna say or needed anything, and after a few moments of silence, X scribbled across the taller ones stomach. "EEK-" Four squealed from surprise. Kinda sounded like one of his screeches, but not as loud? X tilted his head, continuing to scribble despite the others squirming. "Hehe! Having fun?" X asked, still just acting innocent. Four put a hand on the yellow ones head. "Shuhut up!" He said through small laughter, slightly muffled. X snickered, just watching Fours face get red as they laughed and tried to look upset despite enjoying themselves.

"Different when you're the one getting tickled, huh?" X said playfully, squeezing Fours hips all the sudden. "Sta-HAAAP!-"

Four squealed for the hundredth time, finally shoving X's hands off. "NAT THERE!" He said, his voice higher. X giggled, tapping Fours side down to his hip. "Not where? Not thereeee?" X slowly trailed down, getting closer to the numbers hip again. Four squeaked, covering his mouth instead of trying to stop the letter. X snickered, wrapping his arm around Fours abdomen so he wouldn't jerk away. He began squeezing Fours hip once more, making them squeal squeakily again, giving up on silencing himself almost immediately.

"QUHUIT!" Four shrieked, hands wrapped around the arm X put around him. X snickered, beginning to lightly scribble Fours ribs and stomach along with the squeezing. "Quit what?" X said. If you just heard that and not the cackling, you'd assume X is genuinely unaware about what Four was talking about.

"THEHEHE TIHICKLING!-" Four said through laughter, tears beginning to tears beginning to build up in his eyes from laughing so hard. X knew it was time to stop.

He stopped quickly, unwrapping his arm from around Four and rubbing his side to remove the phantom tingles. "Hehe.. are you alright, Four?" X asked. Four leaned against the smaller one, catching his breath before looking down at X. "..heheheh...Yeaa.." Four mumbled.

“Tris”, Four hissed, flinching, his arms on both sides of his torso now, trying to protect his sensitive skin: “Please.”

„I think that’s cute.“, she giggled, teasing the inked skin on his spine.

„I. Am. Not. Cute.“, he replied growling. His body kept flinching, while he stayed put, right in front of his crush.

„Yes, you are.“, she said, now softly caressing the back of his ribs.

„Tris!“

„Four. You want to be kind, right? Be kind and let me tease you.“

„Noho way.“, he laughed out loud, when her fingertips suddenly grasped his hips, squeezing them a couple of times. He nearly jumped away. Four seemed to have this spot in common with her brother Caleb. She had him in a tight hold now, squeezing those sensitive spots even more. Tris was very talented at teasing him with a long forgotten weakness, but Four was still a very skilled and trained Dauntless-soldier. In a quick yet strong move he reached back, getting a hold on her right wrist with his right hand, pulling her around. She shrieked, surprised and still giggling, found herself now, her back against his chest, with her man. He was holding her wrist up with one hand, the other arm was wrapped around her own torso, his fingertips on her upper ribs now. She giggled, trying to duck down or wiggle away from him, but he kept her right on the spot.

„Tris?“, he smirked, leaning down a bit, whispering into her ear.

„Fohour?“, she was already alert, giggling and wiggling.

„It seems, we have a weakness in common, don’t we?“ And with that being said, his left hand sprung into action, wiggling and caressing over her ribs, teasing the strong muscles and soft skin between, tormenting the soft skin on top of her bones.

„Ehey!“, she shrieked, completely at the mercy of his touch.

„Huh“, he grinned: „It’s kinda fun.“ He wiggled his fingers up and down her ribs, sometimes teasing the very soft skin of her armpit a little. His whispered words caressed over the sensitive skin of her neck and ear. She shrieked again, trying to lower her cheek or lifting her shoulder up to protect herself, but because her crush was still holding her wrist in a tight grip, there was less movement possible than she thought.

„Fohour, please“, she laughed aloud, flinching and wiggling underneath his playful touches - fingertips and lips as allies on different spots. He was leaving wet marks on her neck with his lips, teasing them with his breath, on purpose. She cackled, laughing and struggling in his embrace. Tris was throwing her head back against his strong chest, feeling the movements of his chest due to heavy breathes, behind her own back. He laughed along with her, lowering and softening the movements of his fingertips, gently stroking over her waist and tummy.

„Do you have enough?“, he murmured.

„I-hi do.“, she squeaked.

„If I let go now“, his fingertips ran softly over her tummy, from left to right, underneath her belly button.

„Ye-hes?“

„No funny business, okay?“, he lowered his voice.

„Ohokay.“, she giggled.

He twirled and flipped her around, like an old-fashioned dance move. They were chest to chest now. She had a bright smile on her face, eyes glistening with amusement, looking up at him. He kissed her forehead, her temple, her cheek, the tip of her nose and finally, he kissed her lips.

„See?“, she whispered afterwards.

„What?“