#lee!ghost

Soap decided to talk Ghost into a sparring match, since they both needed to work off adrenaline. As they were sparring, Soap grabbed Ghost’s sides, ready to throw him, but Ghost had a weird reaction; he tensed up and let out an odd, almost strangled gasp. 

It's almost like he sucked the air out of the room. This made Soap pause. ”What was that?” he questioned with curiosity dripping from his voice. Ghost replied with an instant “N-Nothing!” his voice was slightly higher and more embarrassed sounding, which was interesting for Ghost to sound like that. 

He was always good at masking his true feelings. Why was this different? Soap reached out, squeezing Ghost’s side, making Ghost nearly jump out of his skin. Soap slowly started putting the pieces together. “Are you ticklish?” Soap inquired curiously. This was a secret Ghost had hidden for years. “No! Don’t be ridiculous!” He rushed out the sentence so fast that his British accent slurred slightly.

 Soap grew this devilish grin as he roughly tackled Ghost to the ground. That made Ghost land with a loud grunt and a thump on the training mat. Soap’s immediately squeezing his large hands under Ghost’s gear. ”Ready, LT?” Soap didn’t ACTUALLY care if he was ready, so he began squishing, pinching, and scratching just below Ghost’s ribs.

 At the start, Ghost held firm, trying not to break, but he snapped into a gruff bark of laughter once Soap was nearing his hips, he teased, “OOOO! Just WAIT until I tell the others about this!” Which is when Ghost began to genuinely panic, and he pleaded through his cackling “PLEHEHEHEHEEASE NOHOHOHOHOHOHO THEY’LL KIHIHIHIHIHIHILL MEEEEEEEEEE!” 

Soap chuckled at the sight of his terrifying Lieutenant wheezing and BEGGING under him; it inflated his ego way too much. “Fine! But you bet your ass I’m taking advantage of this! Tickle tickle!~” Soap spoke through a thick Scottish accent and a mischievous smirk as he squeezed his sides, making Ghost slam his fists into the ground.

Ghost begged through tears of laughter for mercy after a couple of minutes, which is when Soap finally yielded. After Ghost caught his breath, he began to slowly realize that he found the tickling weirdly comforting. It reminds him of when he was just a little kid.

“Simon, my darling sweetheart! My baby boy who has defected to the dark side! What could such a handsome man possibly be doing in my humble room?” For a moment you looked at him quizzingly. And yet, as aesthetically pleasing as his face may have been, it could not hold your attention as you continued applying your balm on your feet. Truly, having soft feet was an accomplishment, considering how long you’d normally spend on them. You ran your hand over your sole, cherishing the soft feeling. The pleasant smell of the balm wafted through the room, relaxing you a little. Simon, without missing a beat, trotted over to your bed, sitting down next to you. His hulking form, striking terror into the hearts of many, comforted you.

He put his hand on your lower back, slowly rubbing it. “You’re really committed to taking care of your feet nowadays, hm?” His arm flexed for a moment, considering his options of taking you in his arms. But it must be said that a busy person must not be disturbed, which urged him to wrap his arm around your waist and kiss your temple instead. Oh, how soft you were to the touch, how much he desired to simply pull you down onto the bed with him and hold you in his arms. Patience was a virtue, but Simon was a sinner. Holding back on his vices, he picked up the small, green tube next to you. “Sandalwood and lavender?”

You put on your sock. “Alright, all done for the night~,” you sang, taking the tube from Simon and pushing him onto the bed. “Now, my cutest of pies, I advise you to sit back and give me your feet. Since you’re not going to be taking care of them, I am afraid I have to. I will be applying the balm on your feet.” As you opened the tube, you added: “I am not taking any sort of criticism right now and you may not deny me either. I am not sorry.”

How was he to ever say no to you? “Developed a foot fetish, love?” He joked, lying down on the bed and putting his socked feet in your lap. Simon put his hands under his head as his shirt rode up a little bit. You made quick work of pulling his socks off him, your eyes trailing to his tummy. It was delectable, begging to be squeezed with how soft it looked. The light trail sticking out from underneath his boxer shorts? Simon must have been a harlot with the way he must have begged to be touched. Tearing your eyes from his beautiful form, you turned to his feet instead, putting some of the cream on your hand.

“If having a foot fetish means that someone will finally take care of your feet, then yes, I have. Look at all that calloused skin! No, I’m gonna put a foot peeling mask on these soon enough! You will have soft feet, you silly goofy goober!” You laughed, applying a little pressure on Simon’s feet. Despite everything, they were nicely warm, if rough to the touch. You were thorough, distributing the balm evenly. Neither the tops of his toes nor the spaces in-between them were spared. The way his feet twitched as you put your fingers between his toes was nothing short of adorable. His pride would prevent him from showing it, but certainly, your beloved boyfriend was ticklish in more places than just his upper body. Your fingers glided easily over his sensitive skin.

“You really think that’s necessary? I’m a lieutenant, I run around in boots all day and-” Simon gasped, trying to pull his foot away from you. Unfortunately, you were holding it quite tightly.

“Yeah? What were you trying to say? You cut off, my sweetest of hearts.” Naturally, you skittered your fingers all over his soles. His toes were twitching and Simon lifted up his back, readjusting himself. You could hear him giggle a little bit as you vibrated your fingers in-between his toes. “What’s so funny? Don’t tell me… Is someone ticklish? On his little feetsies? Simon! I am appalled! Why have you never told me?!” You trapped his foot in a headlock. As you roughly scratched all over his foot, you could have sworn you heard him choke before his low, melodious laughter resounded throughout your room. Mozart was unable to create any sound this pleasant.

Simon could have easily pulled his foot away from you. He could have easily gotten his revenge on you as well. But how was he to deny his girlfriend her fun? Was he not such a good boyfriend, that he would endure anything his beloved would do to him, as long as it was in good will? And if that included the weird sensation of being tickled, then he shall become her ticklish knight in armor, providing endless amusement for her. He rolled on his side, gently pulling his leg away from you. It was quite the surprise you were able to hold onto him this well. Despite being a tyrant in some cases, you still showed him mercy this time, granting his foot the freedom it deserved. Simon pulled you down with him, kicking his socks off the bed on accident.

Despite being trapped by him, you stayed calm, snuggling into his chest. “How can one man be this silly, hm? Can you explain yourself, Simon?”

The aftermath of such an innocent thing left him a little giggly, holding onto you tightly in hopes of gaining your favor. A favor of a restful night, where no tickles shall befall him. He sighed. “...you’re a good influence on me.”

“Correct! I love you! Chu~” You placed a peck on Simon’s throat, snuggling into his chest.

✧ ˚ ࿔ LEE :

- surprisingly welcome to touch and affection from people he loves, which makes him a semi-easy target.

- doesn’t deny his ticklishness, but he doesn’t tell the whole truth either. if someone asks he tells them “no, not really” and leaves it at that, and that’s usually enough to make people back off.

- he genuinely didn’t remember how ticklish he was until he met Soap. the last time he got that kind of attention was as a child, and that was a long time ago.

- however, once you get the chance (and you know where to look), he’s actually got a lot of ticklish spots.

- generally, Ghost isn’t all that ticklish: the most common spots like his sides and stomach will only get huffs and chuckles at best.

- but there are a certain few spots that will make him fold like a cheap lawn chair, including his lower back, thighs, and armpits.

- Ghost’s laugh changes depending on the situation he’s in. gentle tickling gets those huffs and chuckles, along with the occasional giggle, but rough tickling on the right spots can get this guy howling.

- one of his odd spots is along his jaw and just under his chin. since he has a mask on most of the time no one really gets a chance to try there, but chin scratches are a surefire way to get him to relax and soften up a bit especially after a long mission.

- Ghost isn’t too easily flustered: most teases don’t have much of an effect. but if you want to make him blush a genuine compliment is the way to go, especially about his smile. telling him that he has the cutest smile will make him turn into a puddle.

- another thing that makes him flustered is giving special attention to spots he’s insecure about. being a big dude with a lot of muscle he’s got some squish to him, and someone laying with him and gently tracing their hands along his stomach has him completely lost on what to do or say. he’ll just get all red and look away.

✧ ˚ ࿔ LER :

- no matter how cute a lee he is, the moment Ghost goes on the offensive it’s time to run.

- this man is a menace to lee society. he harbours revenge like an incubator of vengeance, and if you’ve got one up on him you won’t for long. he’ll find a way to get you back.

- he’s a believer in anticipation. he knows the longer he lets his lee fester the more worked up they’ll be, which makes their eventual downfall at his hands all the more satisfying. and he’s patient. military life has given him the blessing of being able to wait it out, and you’d best believe he uses that to his advantage.

- he’s built up Soap on anticipation for literal days, to the point that Soap practically barged into his office and begged him to just get it over with.

- Ghost is also big on the chase. it adds more anticipation to the eventual attack, and he loves it. he also likes to hear his lee giggling as they run before he’s even touched them.

- once he catches you though, it’s so over. he’s strong and he knows it, so as gentle as he reminds himself to be there’s no way you’re getting out of his grasp unless he wants you to. he always leaves a little wiggle room, but when he’s got you he’s got you.

- generally he focuses on gentler tickling, and instead of getting his lee worked up from laughing he teases the fuck out of them. and god damn it he’s good at it.

- “poor darling. you’re not going anywhere, are you?”

- he also has no issue saying the t-word and will do it repeatedly if he knows it makes his lee embarrassed, just to see them blush.

- essentially he’s a big meanie pants (literally the softest guy, i love him)

Ler:

To an outsider it might seem that Ghost would not care too much about something as trivial as you being a bit ticklish. However, for as serious as he seems on the outside, even the lieutenant, at times, likes a good chuckle. For the most part he won’t think about it too hard, but it’ll always be on the back of his mind. The way you squeal, the way you whine, the way you gasp whenever he pinches you. It would start out as a small motivator to get you to work, but it does work for his amusement as well.

While on the one hand he wants you to keep still to ensure no one else finds out, have you bite back any and all reaction, there’s also a part of him that wants to see you react. It doesn’t happen often, but when he thinks he can sneak in a poke or a squeeze without getting caught he’ll entertain the idea at first before going through with it. If anyone finds out, that’s your problem. If the company you’re in and the conversation you’re having aren’t important, he’ll do it with other people around too. No one would ever suspect it was him, aside from Soap, who knows a bit better than that.

It would never escalate into something more, though. So, he’s not going to pin you down and have a go at it, the idea doesn’t even cross his mind. He’s strong, he could easily do it and you wouldn’t even be able to stop him, no matter how hard you tried, but he’s been through too much to make you potentially uncomfortable like that. You’d have to outright ask him because he won’t react to you teasing him into doing it either.

When you do ask him he’ll awkwardly oblige. If you’re very close and you tell him you like tickling, he’ll call you cute. It is to him. What, you like having someone gently run their fingers over you, making you giggle and squirm? Adorable. If he’s wearing his mask he’ll be smirking underneath it, but if he’s “only” wearing his balaclava or nothing to hide his face, he’ll suppress a smirk.

 He’s tall, he’s muscular, and he’s well aware of those things, so given how gentle he is, it drives you up the wall. Ghost tests the waters first, gently scribbling and prodding at areas he knows are usually sensitive. Doesn’t leave the upper body, though. He’s fairly slow too, making sure he doesn’t hurt you. Although he knows that you’ll try to push him away eventually, he does worry if he went overboard, even if he barely just started. It’s up to you to reassure him that it’s alright, that he didn’t make you uncomfortable and that you want it still.

Most observant out of the entire Task Force 141, he could probably find out your worst spots in the dark while blindfolded. Once he’s done figuring out the wheres and hows, he’ll ask you again if you want him to keep going. Checks in on you very often in general, slowing down so you can respond. Give him the okay and he’ll be a bit rougher, but not by much.

If you keep asking him from time to time to tickle you, he’ll make a game out of it himself: As long as you keep still he’ll be gentle, squirm around a bit and he’ll be rougher. Once you start thrashing around he might either switch it up to whatever makes you react even more or stop altogether, making you whine in the process. Want him to start again? Ask him verbally, but the catch is that you have to say tickle out loud, he’s not gonna do anything otherwise. It’s lovely to him how something like that can fluster someone.

Not a big fan of the rougher kind of bondage. If anything, he’d much rather either hold your wrists himself or tie them together with a soft scarf. He trusts that you’ll tell him when it gets too much.

Lee:

Gaz might be a rather tough nut to crack, but at the very least there are signs that he is ticklish. It doesn’t matter in the slightest under which circumstances you catch Ghost, he won’t react. He is ticklish, very much so even, but aside from a raised eyebrow and a “What are you doing?” you won’t get much out of him, regardless of how close you are. You could keep going for an hour too, it won’t really change much. He actively restrains himself from showing any reactions, but he can when he wants to.

Yeah, your frustrations of trying to get him are fun to him, especially the more frustrated you look. What might seem like him offering up other spots to you is really just to see you get annoyed with him. It’s easier to hold back when you know what’s coming.

Once you’ve both had your fill of a game you won’t win unless he wants you to, he might actually loosen up a bit. Since you’re not actively trying to harm him, just trying to get a smile, a chuckle and maybe some laughter out of him, he might let you win from time to time. Not always, but sometimes. It depends on how long you’ve been trying and whether or not he also just wants to let loose. Don’t expect him to do it in company, though. Price knows about Ghost being ticklish, but he doesn’t mention it, Gaz usually has a healthy amount of respect for Ghost and Soap doesn’t need that sort of knowledge.