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Summary: When tickled, Leviathan needs it gentle. Lucky for him, his girlfriend is happy to provide.

Characters/Ships: Leviathan/Bee (OC)

A/N: I feel like Leviathan loves gentle tickles cause he's a sensitive guy. That's all.

Words: 383

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"Y'know, for the Avatar of Envy, you're very cute like this."

Bee's voice was soft and quiet as she looked down at her boyfriend with an equally soft gaze. Leviathan was laid out across her bed, his hands covering his bright red face as he tried hard not to squirm too much. Bee's hands were gently massaging along Leviathan's ribs, her fingers rubbing against the bones.

At her teasing, Leviathan let out a soft whine of sorts, squirming a bit more but not trying to escape. He peeked at her through his fingers, his orange eyes swirling with embarrassment. "Sh-Shut uhuhup, Behehee..."

Bee chuckled softly at his half-hearted protest. "Well, excuse me. Not my fault you're sensitive here. May I remind you that you also haven't tried to really stop me since I started? Hm?"

Leviathan groaned around his giggling at Bee's words, quickly moving his hips from side to side in an attempt to distract himself. Which obviously didn't work. "Behehehee, come on... Quit teasing mhehe..."

"I'm only doing that a little, though. I gotta be gentle since you're so ticklish here that it makes you weak in the knees, remember?"

As if to emphasize her words, Bee dug a bit more firmly into Leviathan's ribs, causing him to jerk violently underneath her with a loud cackle. His hands flew off his face, swiftly moving downward to seize Bee's wrists. He released a nervous giggle as he moved her hands away from his ribs for a moment, his lips in a wobbly smile and his cheeks still bright red.

"Okay! Okahahahay! I get it. Don't do that again, plehehease..."

Bee giggled softly as she leaned forward and gently kissed him on the lips, pulling back after a few moments. "See? Cute."

Leviathan's eyes widened as Bee pulled back from the kiss, his mouth gaping a bit in surprise. After several moments, he surged forward, capturing Bee in a tight hug and flopping back down onto the bed with a quiet thud. Bee laughed slightly at his actions, her own cheeks starting to flush a bit.

"Alright, I can see you don't want any more tickles. Cuddle time?"

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Summary: Washio just wants to give his boyfriend some love. Onaga is, unfortunately, a bit too ticklish for that.

Characters/Ships: Washio Tatsuki/Onaga Wataru

A/N: Based off a much better drabble of sorts that I wrote before I had tumblr or even wattpad. I'm... exhausted honestly. But hopefully y'all like it anyway!

Words: 325

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"Washihihihihio!"

Washio raised a single eyebrow in question as his boyfriend giggled for what had to have been the third time in the five minutes he'd been hugging him and nuzzling his neck.

"What? You're awful giggly today, babe. What's the occasion?"

Onaga simply giggled again in response, his body squirming slightly in Washio's gentle but firm hold. His cheeks were starting to flush a light red, making him look even more pretty than usual.

"I'm sohohorry! I just...! Y-You...!"

Despite his attempts at speaking, Onaga was unable to, collapsing into giggles once again. Washio, although he loved hearing Onaga giggle, was starting to become confused. His lips quirked into a small, unsure smile. "Calm down, baby. Calm down. You'll get yourself all riled up..."

In an attempt at comfort, he lightly squeezed Onaga's sides, his fingers digging slightly into the lean muscle. At the touch, Onaga released a sudden bark of laughter, his legs nearly giving out underneath him as he curled inward on himself.

"Babe, nohohoho! Not thahahat!"

It was at this point that a light bulb went off in Washio's head, his eyes widening in realization. He immediately let go of Onaga's torso, taking his arms from around him but keeping his chest pressed against his back. His cheeks burned slightly as he blushed, slightly embarrassed that he hadn't realized he was tickling his boyfriend on accident.

"Ooh, I'm sorry. I forgot how ticklish you are, heh..."

He leaned his head to the side, pressing a careful kiss against Onaga's cheek. Onaga giggled again, although this time it seemed to be one of amusement and love. He leaned himself back into Washio's hold, gently taking his arms and putting them back around his torso.

"Hehehe... No, it's okay. I juhust wasn't reheheady..."

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Summary: Bee loves to make Mammon wait. Mammon is too damn ticklish for this shit.

Characters/Ships: Mammon/OC (Bee)

A/N: I refuse to let this tickletober pass by without writing at least some things. I REFUSE. So take this. Maybe I'll redo it at a later date.

Words: 250 words (Wow, this SUCKS)

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"I'm not even doing anything yet, you silly goose..."

Bee looks down at Mammon from where she's perched above him with a fond smile and softened eyes. Mammon squirms slightly on the bed, his hands loosely holding her wrists. His face is flushed a light red, his own mouth trembling as he fought to control his smile. Behind Bee's back, he kicked his legs against the mattress, trying and failing to distract himself.

"You lihihihiar!" Mammon squeaks out as he eyeballs Bee's hands. They stay mostly unmoving above Mammon's stomach, the fingers wiggling slowly. Bee laughs softly, finding Mammon's predicament amusing.

"It's not my fault that you're too ticklish to take it! What are you gonna do when I do THIS, huh?"

Mammon squeals again as she feints her hands downward, the tips of her fingers barely touching his stomach before returning to their previous position. He barks out a nervous laugh afterward, his blush worsening.

"BEHEHEHEE! Stohohop thahahat!"

Bee giggles along with Mammon as she does the same thing again, her fingers barely curling against his belly before moving back again. "You're such a goofball, heh. I could do this all day."

Mammon laughs once more at her teasing words, his face getting progressively more red.

"Oh, shuhuhut up!"

Bee gasps in mock offense, looking down at Mammon with a scandalized gaze. "How RUDE! I think that deserves some punishment!"

"Wait! Waitwaitwaitwahahahahahait...!"