oughhh fabi, your works are what got me into the tkl community in the first place!! i've been watching you write for a long while now, and finally got to follow you some time ago!! it's really amazing to see how far you've come - and i can say for everyone that we're all so, so proud of you!!
i was hoping i could request some ler!dante from nu: carnival (or lee!dante, if that's what you prefer!!!). and the other party being eiden/whomever you ship him with?
Omg anon I'm both so happy to read and so sorry to read this because what do you mean >I< dragged you down this hell hole? ISKASHBFIWN
Aaaanyway, I hope you don't mind me deciding to use your request to wrap up the event and I hope you like this one piece, at least enough so you don't quit being a freak or following me ehehe
Eiden let out a loud, helpless shriek as Dante squeezed up and down his sides. He kicked the fancy sheets up in the air and off their bed, trying to wriggle himself free from Dante's restless, ticklish assault. He should've known better, should've weighed his actions twice before executing them, but he didn't. He acted out in impulse and now had a very, very angry and flustered Sun Lord trying to kill him with tickles.
"D-DAHANTEHE," Eiden gasped, tugging at Dante's hands and trying to push them away. He twisted and turned in the bedsheets, his laughter flowing out of him unrestrained. "F-FIHINE! AHAhah, f-fihihine! I'm sohohorry! Plehehease!"
Dante furrowed his brows and pinned one of Eiden's arms against the bed before continuing the ticklish onslaught. He wasn't convinced, nor looked like he was going to be anytime soon. "Do you even think of anything besides sex?!" He repeated the same line for the fourth time.
Truth to be told, Eiden didn't know how much he was pushing Dante until the Sun Lord snapped. How could he know Dante would be so easily scandalized by a few dirty comments? He never looked like the pride and prude type â like Edmond, for that matter.
In any case, there wasn't any time or room in his brain left for new insights or recollecting. Eiden needed to find a way to calm down the angered beast next to him. Dante wasn't even tickling him for that long and it already felt overwhelming. Why couldn't he have this much skill for other things too?!
"P-PLEHEHEASE! AhahAHa, I-I cahAHAn't breheheathe!" Eiden giggled, his free hand weakly tugging at Dante's wrist to stop his hand from moving any closer to his armpit.
"Serves you right," Dante hissed, smacking Eiden's hand away before clawing at his ribs again, not giving the grand sorcerer any room to rest, "you might as well suffocate to pay for your deeds."
Eiden groaned, he couldn't tell if Dante was joking or not. Knowing him, he doubted Dante would actually go that far, but couldn't prove he actually wouldn't either. He shook his head, feeling his cheeks getting as warm as Dante's skin.
Despite the harsh threats, the tickling lasted only for a couple more seconds before it came to a stop. Eiden didn't know if it was something he said in the middle of his desperate, giggly pleas or if he just started looking pitiful enough to convince Dante to show him some mercy.
"Tsk," Dante scoffed, tilting his chin up a bit, "you're helpless. Don't provoke me again if you can't stand up for your words."
"A-ahah, g-gohot it, hahahâŚ" Eiden chuckled, feeling like his body would melt in their shared bed. "âŚheh."
"What is it now?" Dante hissed, looking down at Eiden with an annoyed expression as the grin on the sorcerer's face didn't seem to fade. Did he actually manage to tickle Eiden stupid? Or was he just like that?
"Well," Eiden giggled, "I did manage to bring you to bed like I said I would, didn't I? I guess that makes me the wihâ AHAH! D-DAHAHANTE!! PLEHEhehease, waitwaitwahAHAIT!!"
