OOC NOTICE- Do not interact if you are under 16. This blog is based around Hazbin Hotel, which is NOT FOR CHILDREN.
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Vox is a 30/70 switch (30% ler, 70% lee), although he's what I like to call 'ler presenting.' This blog takes place after the events of Season Two, but we will assume he was given back his body privileges.
You CAN:
Send SFW asks/teases/PLAYFUL flirts
Roleplay
Surprise tickle attack
You CANNOT:
Send NSFW asks/teases/flirts
Interact if under 16 (you will be blocked on sight)
Make Vox do something (ie, make him do something that tickles when I haven't actively attempted that action)
HC INFO UNDER THE CUT!!
Lee:
Gills: 100/10, even the LIGHTEST touches here SET HIM OFF. Do not combine with other high-ranking spots unless you intend to fucking ANNIHILATE him
Ribs: 9/10, mostly because the proximity to his gills sends him into anticipatory panic, but they're still really ticklish on their own!
Sides and Underarms: 7/10, not as bad but still pretty bad, gets decent enough laughs
Stomach: 6/10, decent enough, cannot STAND the word 'tummy' tho :3c
Antennae, Under and Behind Screen: 4/10, really not that bad, will get giggly, and his antennae and under his screen gets him to utterly melt
Absolutely cannot handle teasing, especially being called 'cute'. Complimentary teases and just generally being sweet to him while absolutely destroying him with tickles is a CRIME. CANNOT say the word unless from a ler standpoint.
Ler:
Will absolutely use threats, death spots and teases whenever he feels it benefits him. He's an egotistical, evil bitch, so if you wanna provoke him, just insult him! It works wonders!
Will go after spots as he learns them but will stick to one if he notices how bad it gets to you.
Tends to use his claws, his cables and electricity are usually an afterthought, for when he's already got you down and laughing
Other useful info: Has three different types of sparking; antennae sparks, when he's flustered, hand sparks, when he's pissed, or full-body sparks, when he's about to completely bluescreen, usually coupled with minor electrical failures in the room
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*I find myself standing directly in front of the [closed] door to Vox's office, pen and paper in hand. It's a wonder how I even got this far but there was no time for questioning that. All that I was curious about was directed towards Vox first and foremost so I have to stay focused! No matter how nervous I feel...*
Okay, okayokayokay you can do this, you can do this...
@silleemacaron
*He hummed softly to himself before hearing your voice on the other side of his door. Subconsciously, his eyes flicked up, and saw your shadow cast under the door, which caused him to straighten up in confusion. After a moment he finally spoke* Uh... whoever's out there, the door's unlocked. You can come in.
*With a deep breath, I walk into the office and close the door behind me. Though seeing him with my own eyes does make me want to shrink back and run, I decide to walk to his desk instead.*
Hi...hi, um, I'm Caro or...Macaron if you'd prefer...either is good. S-Sorry if I caught you at a bad time...
*I'm slightly taken aback by how...direct he is. Far cry from what I was expecting, but it's not something I can't TRY to match, even with the unsaid subject matter.*
I-If it's not too much trouble, I-I had some questions...! Not like...it's not for anything or anybody, just personal knowledge, heheh...i-if that's okay. If you don't h-have time for silly questions I-I'd totallyunderstandandcanleaverightnow-
*My eyes widen a little in surprise from how easily he's going along with it. My eyes quickly flick between his face and my notepad full of questions that were ALL of a silly subject matter. Would he even wanna go along with it if he knew? I should check!*
I-I uhhh...a-a-are you sure?? I mean, it's a PRETTY silly topic and i-if you're not comfortable you can just go o-on ahead and say so but I'd hate to waste your time or upset you and i--
Right...okay, yeah um...well I guess I'll just ask outright.
*I slowly avert my eyes and move my notebook to cover up my mouth as I speak, feeling more embarrassed about this endeavor of mine with every moment. It's fine. Maybe it's fine...hopefully.*
How do you feel about questions regarding um...tickling...?
*His screen begins to subtly glow, but he leans forward* That... depends entirely on the question itself. But I don't mind discussing... this particular subject.
I mean, all things considered, pretty positively. Weirdly enough, a lot of the relationships I've been building started with it in some way or another, so I think that'd make me... predisposed, I wanna say? Is that the right word? I don't fucken know- To uh, to not minding.
*His voice took on a more confident edge* It depends on the person, but I like being a teasy ler, definitely in control but not really 'scary', y'know?
*I scoot back in my chair a little, eyes flicking between Vox's face and claws. Tickly was ABSOLUTELY the correct word to use here, but I could barely get the word out! Better to try bluffing and swap back to the notepad for the moment...*
I-I...I mean, h-eheheh, y-yeah, scahary is probably the um...m-more apt term here...! O-or shiny, they're definitely prehehetty shiny! B-but enough about that, I-I hahahave m-more questions--!
*This time, I pick up the notebook as if I can't read my own writing. In reality, it's being used to hide my face in, though it doesn't stop me from glancing at his claws every now and again*
N-next question...w-what kind do you prefer...? Light or not so light...? I-Ihin general, I mean...
Well, uhh... *He sucks in a breath through his teeth* I guess for either, I don't have a preference? If that... makes sense? Like, I prefer what works better when giving, and, y'know, that's never the same.
Hmh...I think that makes sense. Not picky about methods...
*After I write down the next thing, I end up staring for a little too long at my paper, cheeks slowly donning a small blush. My eyes momentarily flick to Vox before I turn the page instead. The questions are harmless but...ohoh no, not after I'd been looking at his claws!*
Uhm...I...uhh, heheheh, w-we can just skip these next couple, ihihit s-seems a little...um..y-yeah, let's skip 'em...! Next question--!
*My eyes flick to my notebook again, as I turn the page back and look at the remaining questions on it...he seemed very willing to answer them, which was good and all but...*
*I take a small breath to try and still my flustered nature, but it doesn't really do much.*
W-well, if you're sure, eheheh...ummm, *ahem,* doyouliket-wordingothers and ifsoistheresomethingthatdoesn'tfail?
*At hearing him speak, I quickly take the notebook and cover my face with it, as if it'd hide all of me and my reactions*
E-hehehe uhhh, uhmmm, j-just uhh, do you like to t-word o-ohothers and i-ihihif you do, is there sohomething that d-dohoesn't fail...?? Y-you don't gotta answer if you don't wanna eheheh...!
Hmmm... Well, I guess I'd have to say I do, and what doesn't fail? *He raises up a hand, making a show of admiring how his claw gleam in Hell's dim light* These bad boys always get at least a good few giggles~
Uhh, I-I....I thihihink so, I-I just gotta, uhm...
*As much as I try to turn the subject back to the questions I had, I can barely focus now! The quiet noise of Vox's claws hitting the table doubled with the answers he just gave makes me shrink a little into the seat. Idle giggles ramp up as I attempt to calm myself enough to continue. Stop giggling, Caro!*
L-lemme contihihinue ehehehe hmhmhmhm...! I-I just n-neeheheheed a s-second...!
*My giggles get slightly louder, but I'm able to calm it if only for a moment. I can manage dispelling what's flustering me at the moment! Just gotta say it*
Uhhheheheh...tickle me--
*IMMEDIATELY, I cover my mouth with my notebook, eyes widened from the realization of what I just said. Crap, forgot the rest of the setnence!*
*I do my best to curl up in the chair I'm in for protection, not even trying to fight against my reactions at this point. The mental image was enough to get some quiet yet frantic laughs out of me!*
EEP! W-Wait, wahahait, I didn't mean--well I-I guess I was curious but--h-hohohohold on, I-I was juhuhust finishing a statement!
Are you sure? Because you've been giggling and blushing and hiding this whole time, I can't help thinking that you came here mostly to ask me to tickle you!~
*A blush appears on my face as I think to myself. As much as I wanted to deny it, I'd be a little disappointed. It's embarrassing to think, but I'd already been giggling up a storm at mere thoughts sooo...*
H-eheheheheh....m-mahahaybe a lihittle...! B-but I-I swehehear, it's because I'm curious, n-not behecause I'm a lee!
*He raised a brow, tilting his head slightly before leaning closer to you* Y'know, I've tickled a lot of people. I know how to tell when someone's curious, and when someone's just a lee. And you? *He points at you* You are a massive lee~
H-ehehehehe! EEEhehe! B-But I dohohohon't want to! Ihihihit's embahaharrassing to sahahahayyy!
*I stubbornly keep my hands over my face, though I can't help kicking a bit or leaning toward the squeezing for protection. Even if it was the intended outcome, asking directly was too silly to perceive!*
*I can't help my giggling becoming a little squeakier as I process. He's right, obviously, but waltzing in and asking felt like such a crazy thing to do! And yet somehow Vox being fine with the prospect of asking made it more embarrassing and less at the same time...? But maybe i could do it just this once...*
There's--ehehehe! There's no wahahay you're seheherious! B-but whahatever, y-you ohonly get one side nohohow! Yohohour claws a-are--ehehehehe! Are too ehehevil for bohohoth of them!
*For extra protection, I put one hand on the covered side and snap my other arm down to keep it there. A bit unnecessary, maybe, but a precaution nonetheless!*
*Near INSTANTLY a squeal escapes me, followed by some higher-pitched laughter. I start trying to scoot away in the chair as much as it can allow, scrunching my neck a little like THAT was the spot being tickled instead.*
WAHAHAHAIT NOHOHO! I D-doHOHOHONT KNOHOW what yOHOHOHOURE THIHIHINKING BUT NOOHOHOHO! DohoHOHONT YOU DAHAHARE!
*As much as I try to stay put, I can't help but slightly tense up in anticipation. Even slightly calming myself doesn't stick as manic laughter still escapes me. Maybe I should move my arms to protect my armpit but I'm also a little curious...*
*For a moment, I end up lightly flailing from being unsure of what to do with my hands. The position I'd put myself in, though it gave some protection, was something I had to shift. So I opt to hug myself as I decide to stop leaning, back now more parallel with the back of the chair. It doesn't exactly stop the giggles fighting their way out of me, but at least I'm more comfy!*
W-Wehehell I dohohon't wahahant toooo! IhiHIHIT'S EHEHEHEHEHEHE! I-Ihihit's too eheHEHEMBARRASSING TO Sahahay I-I'M TI--EEEHEHEHEHEHE!! ThahaHAHAT S-SEHEHENSITIVE!
*I find myself lightly swatting the air near the hand on my ribs, trying my best not to actually hit it to be nice. Despite the obvious (and getting it out once), I was still very much flustered by the prospect of letting the dreaded t-word leave my mouth.*
*For a moment, my laughter gets a little bit softer. Shit, yeah there really ISN'T much of an argument to be made is there? I could just let it be and admit it...but that darnded word...!*
*Though I try to fight off any type of reaction, it doesn't hold at ALL. Another giggly squeal comes out, but this time it's not accompanied by trying to cover the spot. Instead, I really do begin swatting at his arms, and even lightly pushing what I can of them to move his hands. This was MUCH harder for me to stifle!*
W-Well....well uh....What if I....deny it? Or a-act like I can't hear you calling me cute! B-Because ummm, I...I-I, well, what if I thihink you're bullshitting when you say that??
*I don't sound the slightest bit sure of the words coming out of my mouth*
I....*sigh*, h-eheheh, I-I'd try to fight more but uhhh...heh, t-that last one kinda surprised me, so I think...while I don't wanna say it, I'll let you have that um...I...yeah. Thahat's fair.
*With a deep breath I slowly uncover my face, placing my hands in my lap. I suddenly remember what I'd even started with, as the notepad I brought in and placed down hadn't been moved. So, I flip the page momentarily to see my other questions....dammit, I still couldn't get the word out! How was I supposed to ask these?!*
R-Right, why I came in here to begin with...uhhhh....y-y'know what, we can just save these for whenever I come back in next time....!
*I quickly close the notebook with a nervous smile*
.....yes. But--BUT, I d-don't exahactly wanna take up too much more of your time by stalling on more questions...! I-I'd just prefer to ask you them when I'm...not...thinkingabouthowmuchthatoneclawtickled-- whaaat? N-Nothing...!
*I spring up from the chair, somewhat using my notebook as a shield for my stomach*
Y-You're a busy dude, I'd bed, and I don't wannahahaha, ummm...k-keep you from your work or anything...!
I-It's not that many other questions, so um...a-are you really sure you'd like to, uh...y'know, finish up this silly little set of questions? I-I can really wait till next time if you'd like...! It's up to you, this is your office ahahafter all...!
Uhhheheheheh....well, um...I-I guess if you say so.
*I let out a soft giggle as I sit back down, keeping my notebook open. Taking a deep breath to calm myself, I read off the next question*
Alright, okayokay uhhh....Do you, like, play games with whoever you um....prod at, or no?
Fair, just checking. You never know what someone's gonna answer.
*I note the few other questions I have, grinning ever so slightly at being done with my ler questions. Maybe doing the other ones will be less flustering!*
Mmm....well that's all I have on that side.... I just have a few more, if you're willing to humor it. But fair warning, they're a liiiitle different.
I- *He paused for a second. Part of him refused to give in to the silliness... another part was looking for any excuse to give in. It was fair after all, right? All in the name of testing? After a moment, he huffed out a small sigh* Y-yeah, sure, I guess.
*He crossed his arms, refusing to make eye contact as his screen grew brighter at being called out* I'm not a lee, I just don't want to hear you complain!
*My face lights up almost immediately at hearing his giggling, so I decide to compliment and ramble as I continue just to add*
Awwww! Ah, so cute! I dunno why you were so flustered when your giggling sounds like THAT! Thihis probably tickles a bit too, huh? You DID start giggling when I started squeezing around here so makes sense! Ehehehe...!
Heheh, but I don't wanna shut up! I wanna talk about your laugh and how ticklish you are right here and how adorable you are when you smile and--*gasp*, is anywhere else on you this ticklish?! What about your ribs? Will tickling those make you laugh like this?
Aw, Vooooox! I didn't think your laughing could BE any cuter, and yet you proved me wrong! Ihi could do this all week if it meant hearing this for a while~! Especially with getting these sensitive lil ribs here!
*To accentuate my point, I swap from scribbling to light squeezing*
I don't know why you tried to bluff, this is ADORABLE! And being adorably ticklish is fun, wouldn't you say~?
Ohoh, yes you are! You absolutely are! And if I gotta tickle you until you believe it, then I'll happily do so! Ehehehespecially with how happy your laugh is, awww ehehehehe!
*I lean a little closer keeping up with the cooing about his laugh*
*I giggle to myself about his attempt, deciding to stop for the moment just to see what happens*
Ohhh darnit! Can't seem to reach now! Ohohoh well, that was stihihill pretty fun, right Vox? Even if you curled up lihike that, methinks you liked it~!
*I walk back around the desk, taking my seat back on the other side of it with the notebook*
Alright, lemme see here....pff--eheheh, so, despite how obvious it is, I still want to hear your answer: Do you try to act like you're not ticklish when you're about to be a lee in a situation? Or do you try to run or what?
Heheh, true, I just got nervous is all. Buuut, I can do that...! I'll be glad to come back through!
*I still end up using some nervous energy to run to the door, but am able to slow it down for long enough to walk through the doorway at a normal speed. Though I do turn around once more.*
Ahahah, a-again, thanks for humoring me...! Ihit was fun...!
*I find myself standing directly in front of the [closed] door to Vox's office, pen and paper in hand. It's a wonder how I even got this far but there was no time for questioning that. All that I was curious about was directed towards Vox first and foremost so I have to stay focused! No matter how nervous I feel...*
Okay, okayokayokay you can do this, you can do this...
@silleemacaron
*He hummed softly to himself before hearing your voice on the other side of his door. Subconsciously, his eyes flicked up, and saw your shadow cast under the door, which caused him to straighten up in confusion. After a moment he finally spoke* Uh... whoever's out there, the door's unlocked. You can come in.
*With a deep breath, I walk into the office and close the door behind me. Though seeing him with my own eyes does make me want to shrink back and run, I decide to walk to his desk instead.*
Hi...hi, um, I'm Caro or...Macaron if you'd prefer...either is good. S-Sorry if I caught you at a bad time...
*I'm slightly taken aback by how...direct he is. Far cry from what I was expecting, but it's not something I can't TRY to match, even with the unsaid subject matter.*
I-If it's not too much trouble, I-I had some questions...! Not like...it's not for anything or anybody, just personal knowledge, heheh...i-if that's okay. If you don't h-have time for silly questions I-I'd totallyunderstandandcanleaverightnow-
*My eyes widen a little in surprise from how easily he's going along with it. My eyes quickly flick between his face and my notepad full of questions that were ALL of a silly subject matter. Would he even wanna go along with it if he knew? I should check!*
I-I uhhh...a-a-are you sure?? I mean, it's a PRETTY silly topic and i-if you're not comfortable you can just go o-on ahead and say so but I'd hate to waste your time or upset you and i--
Right...okay, yeah um...well I guess I'll just ask outright.
*I slowly avert my eyes and move my notebook to cover up my mouth as I speak, feeling more embarrassed about this endeavor of mine with every moment. It's fine. Maybe it's fine...hopefully.*
How do you feel about questions regarding um...tickling...?
*His screen begins to subtly glow, but he leans forward* That... depends entirely on the question itself. But I don't mind discussing... this particular subject.
I mean, all things considered, pretty positively. Weirdly enough, a lot of the relationships I've been building started with it in some way or another, so I think that'd make me... predisposed, I wanna say? Is that the right word? I don't fucken know- To uh, to not minding.
*His voice took on a more confident edge* It depends on the person, but I like being a teasy ler, definitely in control but not really 'scary', y'know?
*I scoot back in my chair a little, eyes flicking between Vox's face and claws. Tickly was ABSOLUTELY the correct word to use here, but I could barely get the word out! Better to try bluffing and swap back to the notepad for the moment...*
I-I...I mean, h-eheheh, y-yeah, scahary is probably the um...m-more apt term here...! O-or shiny, they're definitely prehehetty shiny! B-but enough about that, I-I hahahave m-more questions--!
*This time, I pick up the notebook as if I can't read my own writing. In reality, it's being used to hide my face in, though it doesn't stop me from glancing at his claws every now and again*
N-next question...w-what kind do you prefer...? Light or not so light...? I-Ihin general, I mean...
Well, uhh... *He sucks in a breath through his teeth* I guess for either, I don't have a preference? If that... makes sense? Like, I prefer what works better when giving, and, y'know, that's never the same.
Hmh...I think that makes sense. Not picky about methods...
*After I write down the next thing, I end up staring for a little too long at my paper, cheeks slowly donning a small blush. My eyes momentarily flick to Vox before I turn the page instead. The questions are harmless but...ohoh no, not after I'd been looking at his claws!*
Uhm...I...uhh, heheheh, w-we can just skip these next couple, ihihit s-seems a little...um..y-yeah, let's skip 'em...! Next question--!
*My eyes flick to my notebook again, as I turn the page back and look at the remaining questions on it...he seemed very willing to answer them, which was good and all but...*
*I take a small breath to try and still my flustered nature, but it doesn't really do much.*
W-well, if you're sure, eheheh...ummm, *ahem,* doyouliket-wordingothers and ifsoistheresomethingthatdoesn'tfail?
*At hearing him speak, I quickly take the notebook and cover my face with it, as if it'd hide all of me and my reactions*
E-hehehe uhhh, uhmmm, j-just uhh, do you like to t-word o-ohothers and i-ihihif you do, is there sohomething that d-dohoesn't fail...?? Y-you don't gotta answer if you don't wanna eheheh...!
Hmmm... Well, I guess I'd have to say I do, and what doesn't fail? *He raises up a hand, making a show of admiring how his claw gleam in Hell's dim light* These bad boys always get at least a good few giggles~
Uhh, I-I....I thihihink so, I-I just gotta, uhm...
*As much as I try to turn the subject back to the questions I had, I can barely focus now! The quiet noise of Vox's claws hitting the table doubled with the answers he just gave makes me shrink a little into the seat. Idle giggles ramp up as I attempt to calm myself enough to continue. Stop giggling, Caro!*
L-lemme contihihinue ehehehe hmhmhmhm...! I-I just n-neeheheheed a s-second...!
*My giggles get slightly louder, but I'm able to calm it if only for a moment. I can manage dispelling what's flustering me at the moment! Just gotta say it*
Uhhheheheh...tickle me--
*IMMEDIATELY, I cover my mouth with my notebook, eyes widened from the realization of what I just said. Crap, forgot the rest of the setnence!*
*I do my best to curl up in the chair I'm in for protection, not even trying to fight against my reactions at this point. The mental image was enough to get some quiet yet frantic laughs out of me!*
EEP! W-Wait, wahahait, I didn't mean--well I-I guess I was curious but--h-hohohohold on, I-I was juhuhust finishing a statement!
Are you sure? Because you've been giggling and blushing and hiding this whole time, I can't help thinking that you came here mostly to ask me to tickle you!~
*A blush appears on my face as I think to myself. As much as I wanted to deny it, I'd be a little disappointed. It's embarrassing to think, but I'd already been giggling up a storm at mere thoughts sooo...*
H-eheheheheh....m-mahahaybe a lihittle...! B-but I-I swehehear, it's because I'm curious, n-not behecause I'm a lee!
*He raised a brow, tilting his head slightly before leaning closer to you* Y'know, I've tickled a lot of people. I know how to tell when someone's curious, and when someone's just a lee. And you? *He points at you* You are a massive lee~
H-ehehehehe! EEEhehe! B-But I dohohohon't want to! Ihihihit's embahaharrassing to sahahahayyy!
*I stubbornly keep my hands over my face, though I can't help kicking a bit or leaning toward the squeezing for protection. Even if it was the intended outcome, asking directly was too silly to perceive!*
*I can't help my giggling becoming a little squeakier as I process. He's right, obviously, but waltzing in and asking felt like such a crazy thing to do! And yet somehow Vox being fine with the prospect of asking made it more embarrassing and less at the same time...? But maybe i could do it just this once...*
There's--ehehehe! There's no wahahay you're seheherious! B-but whahatever, y-you ohonly get one side nohohow! Yohohour claws a-are--ehehehehe! Are too ehehevil for bohohoth of them!
*For extra protection, I put one hand on the covered side and snap my other arm down to keep it there. A bit unnecessary, maybe, but a precaution nonetheless!*
*Near INSTANTLY a squeal escapes me, followed by some higher-pitched laughter. I start trying to scoot away in the chair as much as it can allow, scrunching my neck a little like THAT was the spot being tickled instead.*
WAHAHAHAIT NOHOHO! I D-doHOHOHONT KNOHOW what yOHOHOHOURE THIHIHINKING BUT NOOHOHOHO! DohoHOHONT YOU DAHAHARE!
*As much as I try to stay put, I can't help but slightly tense up in anticipation. Even slightly calming myself doesn't stick as manic laughter still escapes me. Maybe I should move my arms to protect my armpit but I'm also a little curious...*
*For a moment, I end up lightly flailing from being unsure of what to do with my hands. The position I'd put myself in, though it gave some protection, was something I had to shift. So I opt to hug myself as I decide to stop leaning, back now more parallel with the back of the chair. It doesn't exactly stop the giggles fighting their way out of me, but at least I'm more comfy!*
W-Wehehell I dohohon't wahahant toooo! IhiHIHIT'S EHEHEHEHEHEHE! I-Ihihit's too eheHEHEMBARRASSING TO Sahahay I-I'M TI--EEEHEHEHEHEHE!! ThahaHAHAT S-SEHEHENSITIVE!
*I find myself lightly swatting the air near the hand on my ribs, trying my best not to actually hit it to be nice. Despite the obvious (and getting it out once), I was still very much flustered by the prospect of letting the dreaded t-word leave my mouth.*
*For a moment, my laughter gets a little bit softer. Shit, yeah there really ISN'T much of an argument to be made is there? I could just let it be and admit it...but that darnded word...!*
*Though I try to fight off any type of reaction, it doesn't hold at ALL. Another giggly squeal comes out, but this time it's not accompanied by trying to cover the spot. Instead, I really do begin swatting at his arms, and even lightly pushing what I can of them to move his hands. This was MUCH harder for me to stifle!*
W-Well....well uh....What if I....deny it? Or a-act like I can't hear you calling me cute! B-Because ummm, I...I-I, well, what if I thihink you're bullshitting when you say that??
*I don't sound the slightest bit sure of the words coming out of my mouth*
I....*sigh*, h-eheheh, I-I'd try to fight more but uhhh...heh, t-that last one kinda surprised me, so I think...while I don't wanna say it, I'll let you have that um...I...yeah. Thahat's fair.
*With a deep breath I slowly uncover my face, placing my hands in my lap. I suddenly remember what I'd even started with, as the notepad I brought in and placed down hadn't been moved. So, I flip the page momentarily to see my other questions....dammit, I still couldn't get the word out! How was I supposed to ask these?!*
R-Right, why I came in here to begin with...uhhhh....y-y'know what, we can just save these for whenever I come back in next time....!
*I quickly close the notebook with a nervous smile*
.....yes. But--BUT, I d-don't exahactly wanna take up too much more of your time by stalling on more questions...! I-I'd just prefer to ask you them when I'm...not...thinkingabouthowmuchthatoneclawtickled-- whaaat? N-Nothing...!
*I spring up from the chair, somewhat using my notebook as a shield for my stomach*
Y-You're a busy dude, I'd bed, and I don't wannahahaha, ummm...k-keep you from your work or anything...!
I-It's not that many other questions, so um...a-are you really sure you'd like to, uh...y'know, finish up this silly little set of questions? I-I can really wait till next time if you'd like...! It's up to you, this is your office ahahafter all...!
Uhhheheheheh....well, um...I-I guess if you say so.
*I let out a soft giggle as I sit back down, keeping my notebook open. Taking a deep breath to calm myself, I read off the next question*
Alright, okayokay uhhh....Do you, like, play games with whoever you um....prod at, or no?
Fair, just checking. You never know what someone's gonna answer.
*I note the few other questions I have, grinning ever so slightly at being done with my ler questions. Maybe doing the other ones will be less flustering!*
Mmm....well that's all I have on that side.... I just have a few more, if you're willing to humor it. But fair warning, they're a liiiitle different.
I- *He paused for a second. Part of him refused to give in to the silliness... another part was looking for any excuse to give in. It was fair after all, right? All in the name of testing? After a moment, he huffed out a small sigh* Y-yeah, sure, I guess.
*He crossed his arms, refusing to make eye contact as his screen grew brighter at being called out* I'm not a lee, I just don't want to hear you complain!
*My face lights up almost immediately at hearing his giggling, so I decide to compliment and ramble as I continue just to add*
Awwww! Ah, so cute! I dunno why you were so flustered when your giggling sounds like THAT! Thihis probably tickles a bit too, huh? You DID start giggling when I started squeezing around here so makes sense! Ehehehe...!
Heheh, but I don't wanna shut up! I wanna talk about your laugh and how ticklish you are right here and how adorable you are when you smile and--*gasp*, is anywhere else on you this ticklish?! What about your ribs? Will tickling those make you laugh like this?
Aw, Vooooox! I didn't think your laughing could BE any cuter, and yet you proved me wrong! Ihi could do this all week if it meant hearing this for a while~! Especially with getting these sensitive lil ribs here!
*To accentuate my point, I swap from scribbling to light squeezing*
I don't know why you tried to bluff, this is ADORABLE! And being adorably ticklish is fun, wouldn't you say~?
Ohoh, yes you are! You absolutely are! And if I gotta tickle you until you believe it, then I'll happily do so! Ehehehespecially with how happy your laugh is, awww ehehehehe!
*I lean a little closer keeping up with the cooing about his laugh*
*I giggle to myself about his attempt, deciding to stop for the moment just to see what happens*
Ohhh darnit! Can't seem to reach now! Ohohoh well, that was stihihill pretty fun, right Vox? Even if you curled up lihike that, methinks you liked it~!
*I walk back around the desk, taking my seat back on the other side of it with the notebook*
Alright, lemme see here....pff--eheheh, so, despite how obvious it is, I still want to hear your answer: Do you try to act like you're not ticklish when you're about to be a lee in a situation? Or do you try to run or what?
*I find myself standing directly in front of the [closed] door to Vox's office, pen and paper in hand. It's a wonder how I even got this far but there was no time for questioning that. All that I was curious about was directed towards Vox first and foremost so I have to stay focused! No matter how nervous I feel...*
Okay, okayokayokay you can do this, you can do this...
@silleemacaron
*He hummed softly to himself before hearing your voice on the other side of his door. Subconsciously, his eyes flicked up, and saw your shadow cast under the door, which caused him to straighten up in confusion. After a moment he finally spoke* Uh... whoever's out there, the door's unlocked. You can come in.
*With a deep breath, I walk into the office and close the door behind me. Though seeing him with my own eyes does make me want to shrink back and run, I decide to walk to his desk instead.*
Hi...hi, um, I'm Caro or...Macaron if you'd prefer...either is good. S-Sorry if I caught you at a bad time...
*I'm slightly taken aback by how...direct he is. Far cry from what I was expecting, but it's not something I can't TRY to match, even with the unsaid subject matter.*
I-If it's not too much trouble, I-I had some questions...! Not like...it's not for anything or anybody, just personal knowledge, heheh...i-if that's okay. If you don't h-have time for silly questions I-I'd totallyunderstandandcanleaverightnow-
*My eyes widen a little in surprise from how easily he's going along with it. My eyes quickly flick between his face and my notepad full of questions that were ALL of a silly subject matter. Would he even wanna go along with it if he knew? I should check!*
I-I uhhh...a-a-are you sure?? I mean, it's a PRETTY silly topic and i-if you're not comfortable you can just go o-on ahead and say so but I'd hate to waste your time or upset you and i--
Right...okay, yeah um...well I guess I'll just ask outright.
*I slowly avert my eyes and move my notebook to cover up my mouth as I speak, feeling more embarrassed about this endeavor of mine with every moment. It's fine. Maybe it's fine...hopefully.*
How do you feel about questions regarding um...tickling...?
*His screen begins to subtly glow, but he leans forward* That... depends entirely on the question itself. But I don't mind discussing... this particular subject.
I mean, all things considered, pretty positively. Weirdly enough, a lot of the relationships I've been building started with it in some way or another, so I think that'd make me... predisposed, I wanna say? Is that the right word? I don't fucken know- To uh, to not minding.
*His voice took on a more confident edge* It depends on the person, but I like being a teasy ler, definitely in control but not really 'scary', y'know?
*I scoot back in my chair a little, eyes flicking between Vox's face and claws. Tickly was ABSOLUTELY the correct word to use here, but I could barely get the word out! Better to try bluffing and swap back to the notepad for the moment...*
I-I...I mean, h-eheheh, y-yeah, scahary is probably the um...m-more apt term here...! O-or shiny, they're definitely prehehetty shiny! B-but enough about that, I-I hahahave m-more questions--!
*This time, I pick up the notebook as if I can't read my own writing. In reality, it's being used to hide my face in, though it doesn't stop me from glancing at his claws every now and again*
N-next question...w-what kind do you prefer...? Light or not so light...? I-Ihin general, I mean...
Well, uhh... *He sucks in a breath through his teeth* I guess for either, I don't have a preference? If that... makes sense? Like, I prefer what works better when giving, and, y'know, that's never the same.
Hmh...I think that makes sense. Not picky about methods...
*After I write down the next thing, I end up staring for a little too long at my paper, cheeks slowly donning a small blush. My eyes momentarily flick to Vox before I turn the page instead. The questions are harmless but...ohoh no, not after I'd been looking at his claws!*
Uhm...I...uhh, heheheh, w-we can just skip these next couple, ihihit s-seems a little...um..y-yeah, let's skip 'em...! Next question--!
*My eyes flick to my notebook again, as I turn the page back and look at the remaining questions on it...he seemed very willing to answer them, which was good and all but...*
*I take a small breath to try and still my flustered nature, but it doesn't really do much.*
W-well, if you're sure, eheheh...ummm, *ahem,* doyouliket-wordingothers and ifsoistheresomethingthatdoesn'tfail?
*At hearing him speak, I quickly take the notebook and cover my face with it, as if it'd hide all of me and my reactions*
E-hehehe uhhh, uhmmm, j-just uhh, do you like to t-word o-ohothers and i-ihihif you do, is there sohomething that d-dohoesn't fail...?? Y-you don't gotta answer if you don't wanna eheheh...!
Hmmm... Well, I guess I'd have to say I do, and what doesn't fail? *He raises up a hand, making a show of admiring how his claw gleam in Hell's dim light* These bad boys always get at least a good few giggles~
Uhh, I-I....I thihihink so, I-I just gotta, uhm...
*As much as I try to turn the subject back to the questions I had, I can barely focus now! The quiet noise of Vox's claws hitting the table doubled with the answers he just gave makes me shrink a little into the seat. Idle giggles ramp up as I attempt to calm myself enough to continue. Stop giggling, Caro!*
L-lemme contihihinue ehehehe hmhmhmhm...! I-I just n-neeheheheed a s-second...!
*My giggles get slightly louder, but I'm able to calm it if only for a moment. I can manage dispelling what's flustering me at the moment! Just gotta say it*
Uhhheheheh...tickle me--
*IMMEDIATELY, I cover my mouth with my notebook, eyes widened from the realization of what I just said. Crap, forgot the rest of the setnence!*
*I do my best to curl up in the chair I'm in for protection, not even trying to fight against my reactions at this point. The mental image was enough to get some quiet yet frantic laughs out of me!*
EEP! W-Wait, wahahait, I didn't mean--well I-I guess I was curious but--h-hohohohold on, I-I was juhuhust finishing a statement!
Are you sure? Because you've been giggling and blushing and hiding this whole time, I can't help thinking that you came here mostly to ask me to tickle you!~
*A blush appears on my face as I think to myself. As much as I wanted to deny it, I'd be a little disappointed. It's embarrassing to think, but I'd already been giggling up a storm at mere thoughts sooo...*
H-eheheheheh....m-mahahaybe a lihittle...! B-but I-I swehehear, it's because I'm curious, n-not behecause I'm a lee!
*He raised a brow, tilting his head slightly before leaning closer to you* Y'know, I've tickled a lot of people. I know how to tell when someone's curious, and when someone's just a lee. And you? *He points at you* You are a massive lee~
H-ehehehehe! EEEhehe! B-But I dohohohon't want to! Ihihihit's embahaharrassing to sahahahayyy!
*I stubbornly keep my hands over my face, though I can't help kicking a bit or leaning toward the squeezing for protection. Even if it was the intended outcome, asking directly was too silly to perceive!*
*I can't help my giggling becoming a little squeakier as I process. He's right, obviously, but waltzing in and asking felt like such a crazy thing to do! And yet somehow Vox being fine with the prospect of asking made it more embarrassing and less at the same time...? But maybe i could do it just this once...*
There's--ehehehe! There's no wahahay you're seheherious! B-but whahatever, y-you ohonly get one side nohohow! Yohohour claws a-are--ehehehehe! Are too ehehevil for bohohoth of them!
*For extra protection, I put one hand on the covered side and snap my other arm down to keep it there. A bit unnecessary, maybe, but a precaution nonetheless!*
*Near INSTANTLY a squeal escapes me, followed by some higher-pitched laughter. I start trying to scoot away in the chair as much as it can allow, scrunching my neck a little like THAT was the spot being tickled instead.*
WAHAHAHAIT NOHOHO! I D-doHOHOHONT KNOHOW what yOHOHOHOURE THIHIHINKING BUT NOOHOHOHO! DohoHOHONT YOU DAHAHARE!
*As much as I try to stay put, I can't help but slightly tense up in anticipation. Even slightly calming myself doesn't stick as manic laughter still escapes me. Maybe I should move my arms to protect my armpit but I'm also a little curious...*
*For a moment, I end up lightly flailing from being unsure of what to do with my hands. The position I'd put myself in, though it gave some protection, was something I had to shift. So I opt to hug myself as I decide to stop leaning, back now more parallel with the back of the chair. It doesn't exactly stop the giggles fighting their way out of me, but at least I'm more comfy!*
W-Wehehell I dohohon't wahahant toooo! IhiHIHIT'S EHEHEHEHEHEHE! I-Ihihit's too eheHEHEMBARRASSING TO Sahahay I-I'M TI--EEEHEHEHEHEHE!! ThahaHAHAT S-SEHEHENSITIVE!
*I find myself lightly swatting the air near the hand on my ribs, trying my best not to actually hit it to be nice. Despite the obvious (and getting it out once), I was still very much flustered by the prospect of letting the dreaded t-word leave my mouth.*
*For a moment, my laughter gets a little bit softer. Shit, yeah there really ISN'T much of an argument to be made is there? I could just let it be and admit it...but that darnded word...!*
*Though I try to fight off any type of reaction, it doesn't hold at ALL. Another giggly squeal comes out, but this time it's not accompanied by trying to cover the spot. Instead, I really do begin swatting at his arms, and even lightly pushing what I can of them to move his hands. This was MUCH harder for me to stifle!*
W-Well....well uh....What if I....deny it? Or a-act like I can't hear you calling me cute! B-Because ummm, I...I-I, well, what if I thihink you're bullshitting when you say that??
*I don't sound the slightest bit sure of the words coming out of my mouth*
I....*sigh*, h-eheheh, I-I'd try to fight more but uhhh...heh, t-that last one kinda surprised me, so I think...while I don't wanna say it, I'll let you have that um...I...yeah. Thahat's fair.
*With a deep breath I slowly uncover my face, placing my hands in my lap. I suddenly remember what I'd even started with, as the notepad I brought in and placed down hadn't been moved. So, I flip the page momentarily to see my other questions....dammit, I still couldn't get the word out! How was I supposed to ask these?!*
R-Right, why I came in here to begin with...uhhhh....y-y'know what, we can just save these for whenever I come back in next time....!
*I quickly close the notebook with a nervous smile*
.....yes. But--BUT, I d-don't exahactly wanna take up too much more of your time by stalling on more questions...! I-I'd just prefer to ask you them when I'm...not...thinkingabouthowmuchthatoneclawtickled-- whaaat? N-Nothing...!
*I spring up from the chair, somewhat using my notebook as a shield for my stomach*
Y-You're a busy dude, I'd bed, and I don't wannahahaha, ummm...k-keep you from your work or anything...!
I-It's not that many other questions, so um...a-are you really sure you'd like to, uh...y'know, finish up this silly little set of questions? I-I can really wait till next time if you'd like...! It's up to you, this is your office ahahafter all...!
Uhhheheheheh....well, um...I-I guess if you say so.
*I let out a soft giggle as I sit back down, keeping my notebook open. Taking a deep breath to calm myself, I read off the next question*
Alright, okayokay uhhh....Do you, like, play games with whoever you um....prod at, or no?
Fair, just checking. You never know what someone's gonna answer.
*I note the few other questions I have, grinning ever so slightly at being done with my ler questions. Maybe doing the other ones will be less flustering!*
Mmm....well that's all I have on that side.... I just have a few more, if you're willing to humor it. But fair warning, they're a liiiitle different.
I- *He paused for a second. Part of him refused to give in to the silliness... another part was looking for any excuse to give in. It was fair after all, right? All in the name of testing? After a moment, he huffed out a small sigh* Y-yeah, sure, I guess.
*He crossed his arms, refusing to make eye contact as his screen grew brighter at being called out* I'm not a lee, I just don't want to hear you complain!
*My face lights up almost immediately at hearing his giggling, so I decide to compliment and ramble as I continue just to add*
Awwww! Ah, so cute! I dunno why you were so flustered when your giggling sounds like THAT! Thihis probably tickles a bit too, huh? You DID start giggling when I started squeezing around here so makes sense! Ehehehe...!
Heheh, but I don't wanna shut up! I wanna talk about your laugh and how ticklish you are right here and how adorable you are when you smile and--*gasp*, is anywhere else on you this ticklish?! What about your ribs? Will tickling those make you laugh like this?
Aw, Vooooox! I didn't think your laughing could BE any cuter, and yet you proved me wrong! Ihi could do this all week if it meant hearing this for a while~! Especially with getting these sensitive lil ribs here!
*To accentuate my point, I swap from scribbling to light squeezing*
I don't know why you tried to bluff, this is ADORABLE! And being adorably ticklish is fun, wouldn't you say~?
Ohoh, yes you are! You absolutely are! And if I gotta tickle you until you believe it, then I'll happily do so! Ehehehespecially with how happy your laugh is, awww ehehehehe!
*I lean a little closer keeping up with the cooing about his laugh*
*I giggle to myself about his attempt, deciding to stop for the moment just to see what happens*
Ohhh darnit! Can't seem to reach now! Ohohoh well, that was stihihill pretty fun, right Vox? Even if you curled up lihike that, methinks you liked it~!
*I walk back around the desk, taking my seat back on the other side of it with the notebook*
Alright, lemme see here....pff--eheheh, so, despite how obvious it is, I still want to hear your answer: Do you try to act like you're not ticklish when you're about to be a lee in a situation? Or do you try to run or what?
*I find myself standing directly in front of the [closed] door to Vox's office, pen and paper in hand. It's a wonder how I even got this far but there was no time for questioning that. All that I was curious about was directed towards Vox first and foremost so I have to stay focused! No matter how nervous I feel...*
Okay, okayokayokay you can do this, you can do this...
@silleemacaron
*He hummed softly to himself before hearing your voice on the other side of his door. Subconsciously, his eyes flicked up, and saw your shadow cast under the door, which caused him to straighten up in confusion. After a moment he finally spoke* Uh... whoever's out there, the door's unlocked. You can come in.
*With a deep breath, I walk into the office and close the door behind me. Though seeing him with my own eyes does make me want to shrink back and run, I decide to walk to his desk instead.*
Hi...hi, um, I'm Caro or...Macaron if you'd prefer...either is good. S-Sorry if I caught you at a bad time...
*I'm slightly taken aback by how...direct he is. Far cry from what I was expecting, but it's not something I can't TRY to match, even with the unsaid subject matter.*
I-If it's not too much trouble, I-I had some questions...! Not like...it's not for anything or anybody, just personal knowledge, heheh...i-if that's okay. If you don't h-have time for silly questions I-I'd totallyunderstandandcanleaverightnow-
*My eyes widen a little in surprise from how easily he's going along with it. My eyes quickly flick between his face and my notepad full of questions that were ALL of a silly subject matter. Would he even wanna go along with it if he knew? I should check!*
I-I uhhh...a-a-are you sure?? I mean, it's a PRETTY silly topic and i-if you're not comfortable you can just go o-on ahead and say so but I'd hate to waste your time or upset you and i--
Right...okay, yeah um...well I guess I'll just ask outright.
*I slowly avert my eyes and move my notebook to cover up my mouth as I speak, feeling more embarrassed about this endeavor of mine with every moment. It's fine. Maybe it's fine...hopefully.*
How do you feel about questions regarding um...tickling...?
*His screen begins to subtly glow, but he leans forward* That... depends entirely on the question itself. But I don't mind discussing... this particular subject.
I mean, all things considered, pretty positively. Weirdly enough, a lot of the relationships I've been building started with it in some way or another, so I think that'd make me... predisposed, I wanna say? Is that the right word? I don't fucken know- To uh, to not minding.
*His voice took on a more confident edge* It depends on the person, but I like being a teasy ler, definitely in control but not really 'scary', y'know?
*I scoot back in my chair a little, eyes flicking between Vox's face and claws. Tickly was ABSOLUTELY the correct word to use here, but I could barely get the word out! Better to try bluffing and swap back to the notepad for the moment...*
I-I...I mean, h-eheheh, y-yeah, scahary is probably the um...m-more apt term here...! O-or shiny, they're definitely prehehetty shiny! B-but enough about that, I-I hahahave m-more questions--!
*This time, I pick up the notebook as if I can't read my own writing. In reality, it's being used to hide my face in, though it doesn't stop me from glancing at his claws every now and again*
N-next question...w-what kind do you prefer...? Light or not so light...? I-Ihin general, I mean...
Well, uhh... *He sucks in a breath through his teeth* I guess for either, I don't have a preference? If that... makes sense? Like, I prefer what works better when giving, and, y'know, that's never the same.
Hmh...I think that makes sense. Not picky about methods...
*After I write down the next thing, I end up staring for a little too long at my paper, cheeks slowly donning a small blush. My eyes momentarily flick to Vox before I turn the page instead. The questions are harmless but...ohoh no, not after I'd been looking at his claws!*
Uhm...I...uhh, heheheh, w-we can just skip these next couple, ihihit s-seems a little...um..y-yeah, let's skip 'em...! Next question--!
*My eyes flick to my notebook again, as I turn the page back and look at the remaining questions on it...he seemed very willing to answer them, which was good and all but...*
*I take a small breath to try and still my flustered nature, but it doesn't really do much.*
W-well, if you're sure, eheheh...ummm, *ahem,* doyouliket-wordingothers and ifsoistheresomethingthatdoesn'tfail?
*At hearing him speak, I quickly take the notebook and cover my face with it, as if it'd hide all of me and my reactions*
E-hehehe uhhh, uhmmm, j-just uhh, do you like to t-word o-ohothers and i-ihihif you do, is there sohomething that d-dohoesn't fail...?? Y-you don't gotta answer if you don't wanna eheheh...!
Hmmm... Well, I guess I'd have to say I do, and what doesn't fail? *He raises up a hand, making a show of admiring how his claw gleam in Hell's dim light* These bad boys always get at least a good few giggles~
Uhh, I-I....I thihihink so, I-I just gotta, uhm...
*As much as I try to turn the subject back to the questions I had, I can barely focus now! The quiet noise of Vox's claws hitting the table doubled with the answers he just gave makes me shrink a little into the seat. Idle giggles ramp up as I attempt to calm myself enough to continue. Stop giggling, Caro!*
L-lemme contihihinue ehehehe hmhmhmhm...! I-I just n-neeheheheed a s-second...!
*My giggles get slightly louder, but I'm able to calm it if only for a moment. I can manage dispelling what's flustering me at the moment! Just gotta say it*
Uhhheheheh...tickle me--
*IMMEDIATELY, I cover my mouth with my notebook, eyes widened from the realization of what I just said. Crap, forgot the rest of the setnence!*
*I do my best to curl up in the chair I'm in for protection, not even trying to fight against my reactions at this point. The mental image was enough to get some quiet yet frantic laughs out of me!*
EEP! W-Wait, wahahait, I didn't mean--well I-I guess I was curious but--h-hohohohold on, I-I was juhuhust finishing a statement!
Are you sure? Because you've been giggling and blushing and hiding this whole time, I can't help thinking that you came here mostly to ask me to tickle you!~
*A blush appears on my face as I think to myself. As much as I wanted to deny it, I'd be a little disappointed. It's embarrassing to think, but I'd already been giggling up a storm at mere thoughts sooo...*
H-eheheheheh....m-mahahaybe a lihittle...! B-but I-I swehehear, it's because I'm curious, n-not behecause I'm a lee!
*He raised a brow, tilting his head slightly before leaning closer to you* Y'know, I've tickled a lot of people. I know how to tell when someone's curious, and when someone's just a lee. And you? *He points at you* You are a massive lee~
H-ehehehehe! EEEhehe! B-But I dohohohon't want to! Ihihihit's embahaharrassing to sahahahayyy!
*I stubbornly keep my hands over my face, though I can't help kicking a bit or leaning toward the squeezing for protection. Even if it was the intended outcome, asking directly was too silly to perceive!*
*I can't help my giggling becoming a little squeakier as I process. He's right, obviously, but waltzing in and asking felt like such a crazy thing to do! And yet somehow Vox being fine with the prospect of asking made it more embarrassing and less at the same time...? But maybe i could do it just this once...*
There's--ehehehe! There's no wahahay you're seheherious! B-but whahatever, y-you ohonly get one side nohohow! Yohohour claws a-are--ehehehehe! Are too ehehevil for bohohoth of them!
*For extra protection, I put one hand on the covered side and snap my other arm down to keep it there. A bit unnecessary, maybe, but a precaution nonetheless!*
*Near INSTANTLY a squeal escapes me, followed by some higher-pitched laughter. I start trying to scoot away in the chair as much as it can allow, scrunching my neck a little like THAT was the spot being tickled instead.*
WAHAHAHAIT NOHOHO! I D-doHOHOHONT KNOHOW what yOHOHOHOURE THIHIHINKING BUT NOOHOHOHO! DohoHOHONT YOU DAHAHARE!
*As much as I try to stay put, I can't help but slightly tense up in anticipation. Even slightly calming myself doesn't stick as manic laughter still escapes me. Maybe I should move my arms to protect my armpit but I'm also a little curious...*
*For a moment, I end up lightly flailing from being unsure of what to do with my hands. The position I'd put myself in, though it gave some protection, was something I had to shift. So I opt to hug myself as I decide to stop leaning, back now more parallel with the back of the chair. It doesn't exactly stop the giggles fighting their way out of me, but at least I'm more comfy!*
W-Wehehell I dohohon't wahahant toooo! IhiHIHIT'S EHEHEHEHEHEHE! I-Ihihit's too eheHEHEMBARRASSING TO Sahahay I-I'M TI--EEEHEHEHEHEHE!! ThahaHAHAT S-SEHEHENSITIVE!
*I find myself lightly swatting the air near the hand on my ribs, trying my best not to actually hit it to be nice. Despite the obvious (and getting it out once), I was still very much flustered by the prospect of letting the dreaded t-word leave my mouth.*
*For a moment, my laughter gets a little bit softer. Shit, yeah there really ISN'T much of an argument to be made is there? I could just let it be and admit it...but that darnded word...!*
*Though I try to fight off any type of reaction, it doesn't hold at ALL. Another giggly squeal comes out, but this time it's not accompanied by trying to cover the spot. Instead, I really do begin swatting at his arms, and even lightly pushing what I can of them to move his hands. This was MUCH harder for me to stifle!*
W-Well....well uh....What if I....deny it? Or a-act like I can't hear you calling me cute! B-Because ummm, I...I-I, well, what if I thihink you're bullshitting when you say that??
*I don't sound the slightest bit sure of the words coming out of my mouth*
I....*sigh*, h-eheheh, I-I'd try to fight more but uhhh...heh, t-that last one kinda surprised me, so I think...while I don't wanna say it, I'll let you have that um...I...yeah. Thahat's fair.
*With a deep breath I slowly uncover my face, placing my hands in my lap. I suddenly remember what I'd even started with, as the notepad I brought in and placed down hadn't been moved. So, I flip the page momentarily to see my other questions....dammit, I still couldn't get the word out! How was I supposed to ask these?!*
R-Right, why I came in here to begin with...uhhhh....y-y'know what, we can just save these for whenever I come back in next time....!
*I quickly close the notebook with a nervous smile*
.....yes. But--BUT, I d-don't exahactly wanna take up too much more of your time by stalling on more questions...! I-I'd just prefer to ask you them when I'm...not...thinkingabouthowmuchthatoneclawtickled-- whaaat? N-Nothing...!
*I spring up from the chair, somewhat using my notebook as a shield for my stomach*
Y-You're a busy dude, I'd bed, and I don't wannahahaha, ummm...k-keep you from your work or anything...!
I-It's not that many other questions, so um...a-are you really sure you'd like to, uh...y'know, finish up this silly little set of questions? I-I can really wait till next time if you'd like...! It's up to you, this is your office ahahafter all...!
Uhhheheheheh....well, um...I-I guess if you say so.
*I let out a soft giggle as I sit back down, keeping my notebook open. Taking a deep breath to calm myself, I read off the next question*
Alright, okayokay uhhh....Do you, like, play games with whoever you um....prod at, or no?
Fair, just checking. You never know what someone's gonna answer.
*I note the few other questions I have, grinning ever so slightly at being done with my ler questions. Maybe doing the other ones will be less flustering!*
Mmm....well that's all I have on that side.... I just have a few more, if you're willing to humor it. But fair warning, they're a liiiitle different.
I- *He paused for a second. Part of him refused to give in to the silliness... another part was looking for any excuse to give in. It was fair after all, right? All in the name of testing? After a moment, he huffed out a small sigh* Y-yeah, sure, I guess.
*He crossed his arms, refusing to make eye contact as his screen grew brighter at being called out* I'm not a lee, I just don't want to hear you complain!
*My face lights up almost immediately at hearing his giggling, so I decide to compliment and ramble as I continue just to add*
Awwww! Ah, so cute! I dunno why you were so flustered when your giggling sounds like THAT! Thihis probably tickles a bit too, huh? You DID start giggling when I started squeezing around here so makes sense! Ehehehe...!
Heheh, but I don't wanna shut up! I wanna talk about your laugh and how ticklish you are right here and how adorable you are when you smile and--*gasp*, is anywhere else on you this ticklish?! What about your ribs? Will tickling those make you laugh like this?
Aw, Vooooox! I didn't think your laughing could BE any cuter, and yet you proved me wrong! Ihi could do this all week if it meant hearing this for a while~! Especially with getting these sensitive lil ribs here!
*To accentuate my point, I swap from scribbling to light squeezing*
I don't know why you tried to bluff, this is ADORABLE! And being adorably ticklish is fun, wouldn't you say~?
Ohoh, yes you are! You absolutely are! And if I gotta tickle you until you believe it, then I'll happily do so! Ehehehespecially with how happy your laugh is, awww ehehehehe!
*I lean a little closer keeping up with the cooing about his laugh*
*I giggle to myself about his attempt, deciding to stop for the moment just to see what happens*
Ohhh darnit! Can't seem to reach now! Ohohoh well, that was stihihill pretty fun, right Vox? Even if you curled up lihike that, methinks you liked it~!
*I walk back around the desk, taking my seat back on the other side of it with the notebook*
Alright, lemme see here....pff--eheheh, so, despite how obvious it is, I still want to hear your answer: Do you try to act like you're not ticklish when you're about to be a lee in a situation? Or do you try to run or what?
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*I find myself standing directly in front of the [closed] door to Vox's office, pen and paper in hand. It's a wonder how I even got this far but there was no time for questioning that. All that I was curious about was directed towards Vox first and foremost so I have to stay focused! No matter how nervous I feel...*
Okay, okayokayokay you can do this, you can do this...
@silleemacaron
*He hummed softly to himself before hearing your voice on the other side of his door. Subconsciously, his eyes flicked up, and saw your shadow cast under the door, which caused him to straighten up in confusion. After a moment he finally spoke* Uh... whoever's out there, the door's unlocked. You can come in.
*With a deep breath, I walk into the office and close the door behind me. Though seeing him with my own eyes does make me want to shrink back and run, I decide to walk to his desk instead.*
Hi...hi, um, I'm Caro or...Macaron if you'd prefer...either is good. S-Sorry if I caught you at a bad time...
*I'm slightly taken aback by how...direct he is. Far cry from what I was expecting, but it's not something I can't TRY to match, even with the unsaid subject matter.*
I-If it's not too much trouble, I-I had some questions...! Not like...it's not for anything or anybody, just personal knowledge, heheh...i-if that's okay. If you don't h-have time for silly questions I-I'd totallyunderstandandcanleaverightnow-
*My eyes widen a little in surprise from how easily he's going along with it. My eyes quickly flick between his face and my notepad full of questions that were ALL of a silly subject matter. Would he even wanna go along with it if he knew? I should check!*
I-I uhhh...a-a-are you sure?? I mean, it's a PRETTY silly topic and i-if you're not comfortable you can just go o-on ahead and say so but I'd hate to waste your time or upset you and i--
Right...okay, yeah um...well I guess I'll just ask outright.
*I slowly avert my eyes and move my notebook to cover up my mouth as I speak, feeling more embarrassed about this endeavor of mine with every moment. It's fine. Maybe it's fine...hopefully.*
How do you feel about questions regarding um...tickling...?
*His screen begins to subtly glow, but he leans forward* That... depends entirely on the question itself. But I don't mind discussing... this particular subject.
I mean, all things considered, pretty positively. Weirdly enough, a lot of the relationships I've been building started with it in some way or another, so I think that'd make me... predisposed, I wanna say? Is that the right word? I don't fucken know- To uh, to not minding.
*His voice took on a more confident edge* It depends on the person, but I like being a teasy ler, definitely in control but not really 'scary', y'know?
*I scoot back in my chair a little, eyes flicking between Vox's face and claws. Tickly was ABSOLUTELY the correct word to use here, but I could barely get the word out! Better to try bluffing and swap back to the notepad for the moment...*
I-I...I mean, h-eheheh, y-yeah, scahary is probably the um...m-more apt term here...! O-or shiny, they're definitely prehehetty shiny! B-but enough about that, I-I hahahave m-more questions--!
*This time, I pick up the notebook as if I can't read my own writing. In reality, it's being used to hide my face in, though it doesn't stop me from glancing at his claws every now and again*
N-next question...w-what kind do you prefer...? Light or not so light...? I-Ihin general, I mean...
Well, uhh... *He sucks in a breath through his teeth* I guess for either, I don't have a preference? If that... makes sense? Like, I prefer what works better when giving, and, y'know, that's never the same.
Hmh...I think that makes sense. Not picky about methods...
*After I write down the next thing, I end up staring for a little too long at my paper, cheeks slowly donning a small blush. My eyes momentarily flick to Vox before I turn the page instead. The questions are harmless but...ohoh no, not after I'd been looking at his claws!*
Uhm...I...uhh, heheheh, w-we can just skip these next couple, ihihit s-seems a little...um..y-yeah, let's skip 'em...! Next question--!
*My eyes flick to my notebook again, as I turn the page back and look at the remaining questions on it...he seemed very willing to answer them, which was good and all but...*
*I take a small breath to try and still my flustered nature, but it doesn't really do much.*
W-well, if you're sure, eheheh...ummm, *ahem,* doyouliket-wordingothers and ifsoistheresomethingthatdoesn'tfail?
*At hearing him speak, I quickly take the notebook and cover my face with it, as if it'd hide all of me and my reactions*
E-hehehe uhhh, uhmmm, j-just uhh, do you like to t-word o-ohothers and i-ihihif you do, is there sohomething that d-dohoesn't fail...?? Y-you don't gotta answer if you don't wanna eheheh...!
Hmmm... Well, I guess I'd have to say I do, and what doesn't fail? *He raises up a hand, making a show of admiring how his claw gleam in Hell's dim light* These bad boys always get at least a good few giggles~
Uhh, I-I....I thihihink so, I-I just gotta, uhm...
*As much as I try to turn the subject back to the questions I had, I can barely focus now! The quiet noise of Vox's claws hitting the table doubled with the answers he just gave makes me shrink a little into the seat. Idle giggles ramp up as I attempt to calm myself enough to continue. Stop giggling, Caro!*
L-lemme contihihinue ehehehe hmhmhmhm...! I-I just n-neeheheheed a s-second...!
*My giggles get slightly louder, but I'm able to calm it if only for a moment. I can manage dispelling what's flustering me at the moment! Just gotta say it*
Uhhheheheh...tickle me--
*IMMEDIATELY, I cover my mouth with my notebook, eyes widened from the realization of what I just said. Crap, forgot the rest of the setnence!*
*I do my best to curl up in the chair I'm in for protection, not even trying to fight against my reactions at this point. The mental image was enough to get some quiet yet frantic laughs out of me!*
EEP! W-Wait, wahahait, I didn't mean--well I-I guess I was curious but--h-hohohohold on, I-I was juhuhust finishing a statement!
Are you sure? Because you've been giggling and blushing and hiding this whole time, I can't help thinking that you came here mostly to ask me to tickle you!~
*A blush appears on my face as I think to myself. As much as I wanted to deny it, I'd be a little disappointed. It's embarrassing to think, but I'd already been giggling up a storm at mere thoughts sooo...*
H-eheheheheh....m-mahahaybe a lihittle...! B-but I-I swehehear, it's because I'm curious, n-not behecause I'm a lee!
*He raised a brow, tilting his head slightly before leaning closer to you* Y'know, I've tickled a lot of people. I know how to tell when someone's curious, and when someone's just a lee. And you? *He points at you* You are a massive lee~
H-ehehehehe! EEEhehe! B-But I dohohohon't want to! Ihihihit's embahaharrassing to sahahahayyy!
*I stubbornly keep my hands over my face, though I can't help kicking a bit or leaning toward the squeezing for protection. Even if it was the intended outcome, asking directly was too silly to perceive!*
*I can't help my giggling becoming a little squeakier as I process. He's right, obviously, but waltzing in and asking felt like such a crazy thing to do! And yet somehow Vox being fine with the prospect of asking made it more embarrassing and less at the same time...? But maybe i could do it just this once...*
There's--ehehehe! There's no wahahay you're seheherious! B-but whahatever, y-you ohonly get one side nohohow! Yohohour claws a-are--ehehehehe! Are too ehehevil for bohohoth of them!
*For extra protection, I put one hand on the covered side and snap my other arm down to keep it there. A bit unnecessary, maybe, but a precaution nonetheless!*
*Near INSTANTLY a squeal escapes me, followed by some higher-pitched laughter. I start trying to scoot away in the chair as much as it can allow, scrunching my neck a little like THAT was the spot being tickled instead.*
WAHAHAHAIT NOHOHO! I D-doHOHOHONT KNOHOW what yOHOHOHOURE THIHIHINKING BUT NOOHOHOHO! DohoHOHONT YOU DAHAHARE!
*As much as I try to stay put, I can't help but slightly tense up in anticipation. Even slightly calming myself doesn't stick as manic laughter still escapes me. Maybe I should move my arms to protect my armpit but I'm also a little curious...*
*For a moment, I end up lightly flailing from being unsure of what to do with my hands. The position I'd put myself in, though it gave some protection, was something I had to shift. So I opt to hug myself as I decide to stop leaning, back now more parallel with the back of the chair. It doesn't exactly stop the giggles fighting their way out of me, but at least I'm more comfy!*
W-Wehehell I dohohon't wahahant toooo! IhiHIHIT'S EHEHEHEHEHEHE! I-Ihihit's too eheHEHEMBARRASSING TO Sahahay I-I'M TI--EEEHEHEHEHEHE!! ThahaHAHAT S-SEHEHENSITIVE!
*I find myself lightly swatting the air near the hand on my ribs, trying my best not to actually hit it to be nice. Despite the obvious (and getting it out once), I was still very much flustered by the prospect of letting the dreaded t-word leave my mouth.*
*For a moment, my laughter gets a little bit softer. Shit, yeah there really ISN'T much of an argument to be made is there? I could just let it be and admit it...but that darnded word...!*
*Though I try to fight off any type of reaction, it doesn't hold at ALL. Another giggly squeal comes out, but this time it's not accompanied by trying to cover the spot. Instead, I really do begin swatting at his arms, and even lightly pushing what I can of them to move his hands. This was MUCH harder for me to stifle!*
W-Well....well uh....What if I....deny it? Or a-act like I can't hear you calling me cute! B-Because ummm, I...I-I, well, what if I thihink you're bullshitting when you say that??
*I don't sound the slightest bit sure of the words coming out of my mouth*
I....*sigh*, h-eheheh, I-I'd try to fight more but uhhh...heh, t-that last one kinda surprised me, so I think...while I don't wanna say it, I'll let you have that um...I...yeah. Thahat's fair.
*With a deep breath I slowly uncover my face, placing my hands in my lap. I suddenly remember what I'd even started with, as the notepad I brought in and placed down hadn't been moved. So, I flip the page momentarily to see my other questions....dammit, I still couldn't get the word out! How was I supposed to ask these?!*
R-Right, why I came in here to begin with...uhhhh....y-y'know what, we can just save these for whenever I come back in next time....!
*I quickly close the notebook with a nervous smile*
.....yes. But--BUT, I d-don't exahactly wanna take up too much more of your time by stalling on more questions...! I-I'd just prefer to ask you them when I'm...not...thinkingabouthowmuchthatoneclawtickled-- whaaat? N-Nothing...!
*I spring up from the chair, somewhat using my notebook as a shield for my stomach*
Y-You're a busy dude, I'd bed, and I don't wannahahaha, ummm...k-keep you from your work or anything...!
I-It's not that many other questions, so um...a-are you really sure you'd like to, uh...y'know, finish up this silly little set of questions? I-I can really wait till next time if you'd like...! It's up to you, this is your office ahahafter all...!
Uhhheheheheh....well, um...I-I guess if you say so.
*I let out a soft giggle as I sit back down, keeping my notebook open. Taking a deep breath to calm myself, I read off the next question*
Alright, okayokay uhhh....Do you, like, play games with whoever you um....prod at, or no?
Fair, just checking. You never know what someone's gonna answer.
*I note the few other questions I have, grinning ever so slightly at being done with my ler questions. Maybe doing the other ones will be less flustering!*
Mmm....well that's all I have on that side.... I just have a few more, if you're willing to humor it. But fair warning, they're a liiiitle different.
I- *He paused for a second. Part of him refused to give in to the silliness... another part was looking for any excuse to give in. It was fair after all, right? All in the name of testing? After a moment, he huffed out a small sigh* Y-yeah, sure, I guess.
*He crossed his arms, refusing to make eye contact as his screen grew brighter at being called out* I'm not a lee, I just don't want to hear you complain!
*My face lights up almost immediately at hearing his giggling, so I decide to compliment and ramble as I continue just to add*
Awwww! Ah, so cute! I dunno why you were so flustered when your giggling sounds like THAT! Thihis probably tickles a bit too, huh? You DID start giggling when I started squeezing around here so makes sense! Ehehehe...!
Heheh, but I don't wanna shut up! I wanna talk about your laugh and how ticklish you are right here and how adorable you are when you smile and--*gasp*, is anywhere else on you this ticklish?! What about your ribs? Will tickling those make you laugh like this?
Aw, Vooooox! I didn't think your laughing could BE any cuter, and yet you proved me wrong! Ihi could do this all week if it meant hearing this for a while~! Especially with getting these sensitive lil ribs here!
*To accentuate my point, I swap from scribbling to light squeezing*
I don't know why you tried to bluff, this is ADORABLE! And being adorably ticklish is fun, wouldn't you say~?
Ohoh, yes you are! You absolutely are! And if I gotta tickle you until you believe it, then I'll happily do so! Ehehehespecially with how happy your laugh is, awww ehehehehe!
*I lean a little closer keeping up with the cooing about his laugh*
*I giggle to myself about his attempt, deciding to stop for the moment just to see what happens*
Ohhh darnit! Can't seem to reach now! Ohohoh well, that was stihihill pretty fun, right Vox? Even if you curled up lihike that, methinks you liked it~!
*I walk back around the desk, taking my seat back on the other side of it with the notebook*
Alright, lemme see here....pff--eheheh, so, despite how obvious it is, I still want to hear your answer: Do you try to act like you're not ticklish when you're about to be a lee in a situation? Or do you try to run or what?
*I find myself standing directly in front of the [closed] door to Vox's office, pen and paper in hand. It's a wonder how I even got this far but there was no time for questioning that. All that I was curious about was directed towards Vox first and foremost so I have to stay focused! No matter how nervous I feel...*
Okay, okayokayokay you can do this, you can do this...
@silleemacaron
*He hummed softly to himself before hearing your voice on the other side of his door. Subconsciously, his eyes flicked up, and saw your shadow cast under the door, which caused him to straighten up in confusion. After a moment he finally spoke* Uh... whoever's out there, the door's unlocked. You can come in.
*With a deep breath, I walk into the office and close the door behind me. Though seeing him with my own eyes does make me want to shrink back and run, I decide to walk to his desk instead.*
Hi...hi, um, I'm Caro or...Macaron if you'd prefer...either is good. S-Sorry if I caught you at a bad time...
*I'm slightly taken aback by how...direct he is. Far cry from what I was expecting, but it's not something I can't TRY to match, even with the unsaid subject matter.*
I-If it's not too much trouble, I-I had some questions...! Not like...it's not for anything or anybody, just personal knowledge, heheh...i-if that's okay. If you don't h-have time for silly questions I-I'd totallyunderstandandcanleaverightnow-
*My eyes widen a little in surprise from how easily he's going along with it. My eyes quickly flick between his face and my notepad full of questions that were ALL of a silly subject matter. Would he even wanna go along with it if he knew? I should check!*
I-I uhhh...a-a-are you sure?? I mean, it's a PRETTY silly topic and i-if you're not comfortable you can just go o-on ahead and say so but I'd hate to waste your time or upset you and i--
Right...okay, yeah um...well I guess I'll just ask outright.
*I slowly avert my eyes and move my notebook to cover up my mouth as I speak, feeling more embarrassed about this endeavor of mine with every moment. It's fine. Maybe it's fine...hopefully.*
How do you feel about questions regarding um...tickling...?
*His screen begins to subtly glow, but he leans forward* That... depends entirely on the question itself. But I don't mind discussing... this particular subject.
I mean, all things considered, pretty positively. Weirdly enough, a lot of the relationships I've been building started with it in some way or another, so I think that'd make me... predisposed, I wanna say? Is that the right word? I don't fucken know- To uh, to not minding.
*His voice took on a more confident edge* It depends on the person, but I like being a teasy ler, definitely in control but not really 'scary', y'know?
*I scoot back in my chair a little, eyes flicking between Vox's face and claws. Tickly was ABSOLUTELY the correct word to use here, but I could barely get the word out! Better to try bluffing and swap back to the notepad for the moment...*
I-I...I mean, h-eheheh, y-yeah, scahary is probably the um...m-more apt term here...! O-or shiny, they're definitely prehehetty shiny! B-but enough about that, I-I hahahave m-more questions--!
*This time, I pick up the notebook as if I can't read my own writing. In reality, it's being used to hide my face in, though it doesn't stop me from glancing at his claws every now and again*
N-next question...w-what kind do you prefer...? Light or not so light...? I-Ihin general, I mean...
Well, uhh... *He sucks in a breath through his teeth* I guess for either, I don't have a preference? If that... makes sense? Like, I prefer what works better when giving, and, y'know, that's never the same.
Hmh...I think that makes sense. Not picky about methods...
*After I write down the next thing, I end up staring for a little too long at my paper, cheeks slowly donning a small blush. My eyes momentarily flick to Vox before I turn the page instead. The questions are harmless but...ohoh no, not after I'd been looking at his claws!*
Uhm...I...uhh, heheheh, w-we can just skip these next couple, ihihit s-seems a little...um..y-yeah, let's skip 'em...! Next question--!
*My eyes flick to my notebook again, as I turn the page back and look at the remaining questions on it...he seemed very willing to answer them, which was good and all but...*
*I take a small breath to try and still my flustered nature, but it doesn't really do much.*
W-well, if you're sure, eheheh...ummm, *ahem,* doyouliket-wordingothers and ifsoistheresomethingthatdoesn'tfail?
*At hearing him speak, I quickly take the notebook and cover my face with it, as if it'd hide all of me and my reactions*
E-hehehe uhhh, uhmmm, j-just uhh, do you like to t-word o-ohothers and i-ihihif you do, is there sohomething that d-dohoesn't fail...?? Y-you don't gotta answer if you don't wanna eheheh...!
Hmmm... Well, I guess I'd have to say I do, and what doesn't fail? *He raises up a hand, making a show of admiring how his claw gleam in Hell's dim light* These bad boys always get at least a good few giggles~
Uhh, I-I....I thihihink so, I-I just gotta, uhm...
*As much as I try to turn the subject back to the questions I had, I can barely focus now! The quiet noise of Vox's claws hitting the table doubled with the answers he just gave makes me shrink a little into the seat. Idle giggles ramp up as I attempt to calm myself enough to continue. Stop giggling, Caro!*
L-lemme contihihinue ehehehe hmhmhmhm...! I-I just n-neeheheheed a s-second...!
*My giggles get slightly louder, but I'm able to calm it if only for a moment. I can manage dispelling what's flustering me at the moment! Just gotta say it*
Uhhheheheh...tickle me--
*IMMEDIATELY, I cover my mouth with my notebook, eyes widened from the realization of what I just said. Crap, forgot the rest of the setnence!*
*I do my best to curl up in the chair I'm in for protection, not even trying to fight against my reactions at this point. The mental image was enough to get some quiet yet frantic laughs out of me!*
EEP! W-Wait, wahahait, I didn't mean--well I-I guess I was curious but--h-hohohohold on, I-I was juhuhust finishing a statement!
Are you sure? Because you've been giggling and blushing and hiding this whole time, I can't help thinking that you came here mostly to ask me to tickle you!~
*A blush appears on my face as I think to myself. As much as I wanted to deny it, I'd be a little disappointed. It's embarrassing to think, but I'd already been giggling up a storm at mere thoughts sooo...*
H-eheheheheh....m-mahahaybe a lihittle...! B-but I-I swehehear, it's because I'm curious, n-not behecause I'm a lee!
*He raised a brow, tilting his head slightly before leaning closer to you* Y'know, I've tickled a lot of people. I know how to tell when someone's curious, and when someone's just a lee. And you? *He points at you* You are a massive lee~
H-ehehehehe! EEEhehe! B-But I dohohohon't want to! Ihihihit's embahaharrassing to sahahahayyy!
*I stubbornly keep my hands over my face, though I can't help kicking a bit or leaning toward the squeezing for protection. Even if it was the intended outcome, asking directly was too silly to perceive!*
*I can't help my giggling becoming a little squeakier as I process. He's right, obviously, but waltzing in and asking felt like such a crazy thing to do! And yet somehow Vox being fine with the prospect of asking made it more embarrassing and less at the same time...? But maybe i could do it just this once...*
There's--ehehehe! There's no wahahay you're seheherious! B-but whahatever, y-you ohonly get one side nohohow! Yohohour claws a-are--ehehehehe! Are too ehehevil for bohohoth of them!
*For extra protection, I put one hand on the covered side and snap my other arm down to keep it there. A bit unnecessary, maybe, but a precaution nonetheless!*
*Near INSTANTLY a squeal escapes me, followed by some higher-pitched laughter. I start trying to scoot away in the chair as much as it can allow, scrunching my neck a little like THAT was the spot being tickled instead.*
WAHAHAHAIT NOHOHO! I D-doHOHOHONT KNOHOW what yOHOHOHOURE THIHIHINKING BUT NOOHOHOHO! DohoHOHONT YOU DAHAHARE!
*As much as I try to stay put, I can't help but slightly tense up in anticipation. Even slightly calming myself doesn't stick as manic laughter still escapes me. Maybe I should move my arms to protect my armpit but I'm also a little curious...*
*For a moment, I end up lightly flailing from being unsure of what to do with my hands. The position I'd put myself in, though it gave some protection, was something I had to shift. So I opt to hug myself as I decide to stop leaning, back now more parallel with the back of the chair. It doesn't exactly stop the giggles fighting their way out of me, but at least I'm more comfy!*
W-Wehehell I dohohon't wahahant toooo! IhiHIHIT'S EHEHEHEHEHEHE! I-Ihihit's too eheHEHEMBARRASSING TO Sahahay I-I'M TI--EEEHEHEHEHEHE!! ThahaHAHAT S-SEHEHENSITIVE!
*I find myself lightly swatting the air near the hand on my ribs, trying my best not to actually hit it to be nice. Despite the obvious (and getting it out once), I was still very much flustered by the prospect of letting the dreaded t-word leave my mouth.*
*For a moment, my laughter gets a little bit softer. Shit, yeah there really ISN'T much of an argument to be made is there? I could just let it be and admit it...but that darnded word...!*
*Though I try to fight off any type of reaction, it doesn't hold at ALL. Another giggly squeal comes out, but this time it's not accompanied by trying to cover the spot. Instead, I really do begin swatting at his arms, and even lightly pushing what I can of them to move his hands. This was MUCH harder for me to stifle!*
W-Well....well uh....What if I....deny it? Or a-act like I can't hear you calling me cute! B-Because ummm, I...I-I, well, what if I thihink you're bullshitting when you say that??
*I don't sound the slightest bit sure of the words coming out of my mouth*
I....*sigh*, h-eheheh, I-I'd try to fight more but uhhh...heh, t-that last one kinda surprised me, so I think...while I don't wanna say it, I'll let you have that um...I...yeah. Thahat's fair.
*With a deep breath I slowly uncover my face, placing my hands in my lap. I suddenly remember what I'd even started with, as the notepad I brought in and placed down hadn't been moved. So, I flip the page momentarily to see my other questions....dammit, I still couldn't get the word out! How was I supposed to ask these?!*
R-Right, why I came in here to begin with...uhhhh....y-y'know what, we can just save these for whenever I come back in next time....!
*I quickly close the notebook with a nervous smile*
.....yes. But--BUT, I d-don't exahactly wanna take up too much more of your time by stalling on more questions...! I-I'd just prefer to ask you them when I'm...not...thinkingabouthowmuchthatoneclawtickled-- whaaat? N-Nothing...!
*I spring up from the chair, somewhat using my notebook as a shield for my stomach*
Y-You're a busy dude, I'd bed, and I don't wannahahaha, ummm...k-keep you from your work or anything...!
I-It's not that many other questions, so um...a-are you really sure you'd like to, uh...y'know, finish up this silly little set of questions? I-I can really wait till next time if you'd like...! It's up to you, this is your office ahahafter all...!
Uhhheheheheh....well, um...I-I guess if you say so.
*I let out a soft giggle as I sit back down, keeping my notebook open. Taking a deep breath to calm myself, I read off the next question*
Alright, okayokay uhhh....Do you, like, play games with whoever you um....prod at, or no?
Fair, just checking. You never know what someone's gonna answer.
*I note the few other questions I have, grinning ever so slightly at being done with my ler questions. Maybe doing the other ones will be less flustering!*
Mmm....well that's all I have on that side.... I just have a few more, if you're willing to humor it. But fair warning, they're a liiiitle different.
I- *He paused for a second. Part of him refused to give in to the silliness... another part was looking for any excuse to give in. It was fair after all, right? All in the name of testing? After a moment, he huffed out a small sigh* Y-yeah, sure, I guess.
*He crossed his arms, refusing to make eye contact as his screen grew brighter at being called out* I'm not a lee, I just don't want to hear you complain!
*My face lights up almost immediately at hearing his giggling, so I decide to compliment and ramble as I continue just to add*
Awwww! Ah, so cute! I dunno why you were so flustered when your giggling sounds like THAT! Thihis probably tickles a bit too, huh? You DID start giggling when I started squeezing around here so makes sense! Ehehehe...!
Heheh, but I don't wanna shut up! I wanna talk about your laugh and how ticklish you are right here and how adorable you are when you smile and--*gasp*, is anywhere else on you this ticklish?! What about your ribs? Will tickling those make you laugh like this?
Aw, Vooooox! I didn't think your laughing could BE any cuter, and yet you proved me wrong! Ihi could do this all week if it meant hearing this for a while~! Especially with getting these sensitive lil ribs here!
*To accentuate my point, I swap from scribbling to light squeezing*
I don't know why you tried to bluff, this is ADORABLE! And being adorably ticklish is fun, wouldn't you say~?
Ohoh, yes you are! You absolutely are! And if I gotta tickle you until you believe it, then I'll happily do so! Ehehehespecially with how happy your laugh is, awww ehehehehe!
*I lean a little closer keeping up with the cooing about his laugh*
*I giggle to myself about his attempt, deciding to stop for the moment just to see what happens*
Ohhh darnit! Can't seem to reach now! Ohohoh well, that was stihihill pretty fun, right Vox? Even if you curled up lihike that, methinks you liked it~!
*I walk back around the desk, taking my seat back on the other side of it with the notebook*
Alright, lemme see here....pff--eheheh, so, despite how obvious it is, I still want to hear your answer: Do you try to act like you're not ticklish when you're about to be a lee in a situation? Or do you try to run or what?
*Her voice seems to come from all around him, before Tia appears in a puff of pink smoke. She appears right in front of his desk. Her arms are crossed, a brow is raised, and an amused smile is plainly visible on her face.*
And evil too, you definitely said I was evil. That’s rather rude, don’t you think, Cutie? Yes, I was a little mean while teasing you, but evil? Was me tickling under that little screen of yours not nice enough?
*Tia’s tails are swaying back and forth behind her, her ears relaxed as well aside from a few twitches.*
((The way I’m so excited for this, saw him calling her evil and the way I cackled cause I can use this against him XD))
*He yelped in surprise as you appeared, shrinking back into his chair with a nervous smile* H-hey, Tia, I, uhm... L-listen, I didn't mean all that! It's just for the- the engagement, right? You know me!
Ahhh, for the engagement, I see. *She nods along as he talks, still smiling. But once he finishes, she takes a step closer to the desk, resting a paw there so she can tap her claws against it.* But even so, you called me evil. And terrifying. After I was so nice to you and tickled under your screen.
*Loudly sighing, she shakes her head and flashes him a wider smile.* If that wasn’t nice enough for you…I guess I’ll have to try something else, hmm? I’m in the mood to play a little game, Cutie. And lucky you, I’ve decided to play it with you!
*She begins slowly walking around his desk, humming and waving her tails about as she takes her time to reach his chair. Her gaze is locked on Vox as she approaches him.*
It’s a silly little game, and to make it work, I’ll kindly ask that you remove your jacket, Vox. It’ll just get in the way~
Oh, but we do! You see, I could accept you calling me terrifying, most Lee’s think so during my first visit with them.
*She comes to a stop next to his chair, still smiling even as her eyes flash silver. Tia makes a show of slowly reaching out, resting a paw on the arm of his chair in case he tries to run.*
But then you said I was evil, and that’s not something I can stand for. Not when I was so nice to you the last time I came around. So!
*She turns his chair so he’s facing her now, a playful glimmer in her eyes as she leans closer. Her voice comes out in a lilting coo, a whisper meant for only him to hear.*
Are you going to cooperate and hand me your jacket? Or…does the Tickle Monster have to make you?~
*The closer you get, the more he presses into the back of his chair, small giggles bubbling out. It takes him a moment to finally reply* Mmmmm, fihine just gimme some room to do ihit!
*Giggling herself, Tia takes two steps back, tails wagging and grinning at him.*
That’s a good choice, Cutie! Once you remove your jacket, just set it on your desk and stand up for me, okay?
*She leans her hip against the desk, arms crossed as she takes a look at what’s on his desk.* Busy today? It seems like you have some work to get done.
*He took off his jacket carefully, folding it and setting it on his desk before standing, arms already crossed over his chest defensively. At the mention, he glances at the small pile of paperwork* O-oh, yeah, some uh... budget reconfigurations after unauthorized purchases, employee termination forms... lotta corporate bullshit...
Hmmm… *Tia eyes the pile thoughtfully, then perks up with an excited yip. Her tails start wagging and she looks back at Vox with a wide, toothy grin.* Aha! Idea! Let me just…yoink!~
*She stands up straight, takes the two steps closer, and reaches out. Paws grasping under his arms, she lifts him up and turns to plop herself into his chair. Tia sets him on her lap, using her hind paws to pull the chair closer to his desk.*
There, much better! Wouldn’t you agree? Now I can tickle you, and you can get your work done! *She’d set him down so he’s facing his desk, and leaves his arms free so he’s able to reach his paperwork.* That’s the new game, you have to get allllll that paperwork finished…while I tickle you! Doesn’t that sound fun, Cutie?~
You. Work. *Tia points a finger at him, poking his chest lightly then pointing at the pile.* I. Tickle. *She places both paws at his sides and gently pinches them a few times.*
You have work to do, and I have tickling to do since you said I’m evil. It’s the perfect compromise! *She deliberately pauses, then speaks in a sly tone, right where his ear would be if he had them.* Unless…you’re too ticklish to focus while I’m tickling you? I promise to be gentle! No tools, just my paws and claws! Surely you can handle it, right?~
Alright then, why don’t you get to work on that stack of papers, Cutie. While I get to work proving that I’m not evil.
*With that, she summons a faint pale blue glow around her paws. She rests her claws at the spot just above his hips, slowly curling and uncurling her claws there. Due to the glow around her paws, it feels like her claws are slowly dragging back and forth across his skin instead of over his shirt.*
I’ll be very, very gentle with you, that way you can focus on work and I can show off just how nice I can be!~
*He can't help squeaking and giggling already, trying to focus as he grabbed his pen, but suddenly the math of trying to reconfigure the budget wasn't working in his brain*
Mmm, working on a budget seems fairly boring. *Her claws suddenly begin to rapidly tap against his hipbones, while she peers over his head and squints at the papers.* I understand why budgets are necessary, I suppose, money is a big thing down here.
*Snorting, she keeps up the rapid taps, but moves them slowly from his hips, to travel up his sides.* Greed is alllll about budgets, but it gets taken to a truly ridiculous degree. They’re very big on hoarding and stretching every little coin they’ve got. It’s one of my least favorite Rings to visit.
*Her claws slowly get closer and closer to his lower gills, taps coming just a smidge faster.* Oh yes, you aren’t missing much not being able to travel to Greed. Personally, I’m a big fan of Gluttony and Sloth, and Wrath and Pride. Greed and Envy are just too negative for me, and don’t get me started on Lust. It’s a lovely Ring, but everyone’s focused on one thing and it gets tiring.
*When her claws finally reach his gills, she stops tapping with them and switches to light pokes with her paw pads. Her voice a sweet coo.*
*The higher your claws travel, the louder and more nervous his giggles get until finally, even the pokes at his gills get him squealing and cackling, his hands coming to cover your paws.* WAHAITWAITWAITWAIT!
Oh! *Tia pulls her paws back immediately, craning her neck to see where she poked.* Ahhh, sorry Cutie, I didn’t realize where I was poking!
*While letting Vox calm down, she purses her lips as she thinks. Then she yips and snaps her claws, two clumps of wisps forming on either side of him.*
Here, let me make sure it doesn’t happen again. Going for the gills is just mean when you have to work.
*The wisps form two bands that come to rest over his gills, covering them completely. They rise up until they are two decent sized bumps resting below his ribs.*
That should do it, tell me…can you feel this? *Tia rests her fingers over the bands and drums them over top them. The bands light up, but absorb her touch instead of it traveling to his gills.*
Excellent! *Tia grins and her claws begins to crawl up toward his ribs. She gives his lowest ribs a soft scritch, focusing along where the bone curves at his side.* Now, where was I…ah, that’s right! I was talking about the other Rings!
*Her claws slowly climb up his ribs, giving the softest scritches to the bones and the spaces between them.*
Like I was saying, Lust isn’t a bad Ring, but I do get tired of the nonstop flirting and propositioning that happens when I’m there. Honestly that’s the only drawback of visiting.
*As she’s tickling her way up to his higher ribs, Tia gently reminds Vox.* Oh, don’t forget to keep working, Cutie, that’s a lot of paperwork to get through. *Her claws stop and settle at his fourth highest ribs, clearly willing to wait until he starts working again.*
*As the tickles start up again, he's almost immediately giggling brightly, trying his best to focus on the conversation. It's only at your reminder that he picks up his pen again, though he's clearly struggling greatly to focus*
*Her claws begin inching up his ribs once more, delivering soft scritches and tiny pinches as they go.*
Oh, right, Lust! Well as you can imagine, they have a lot of shops and clubs relating to…well, intimacy. Personally I don’t frequent those sorts of places, it’s not really my cup of tea. No, if I want to go out for fun, I head to Gluttony.
*Tia’s paws gently tuck under his arms, fingers wiggling ever so slightly.* They have incredible restaurants, not to mention Beelzebub throws some rather fun parties.
Oh Vooooox!~ *Tia practically sings his name, voice filled with amusement. Her fingers keep wiggling, using small movements to tease him.* You seem to have trapped my hands, Cutie, I’ll need you to give them back.
*As her fingers wiggle, it causes the tips of her claws to softly tap into his underarms.*
Otherwise, I’ll be stuck riiiiight here, and I’ll just have to keep tickling here instead of other spots. Plus, you’ve got work to do, and can’t do it if your arms are pinned to your sides.
*The second she judges his arms are high enough, Tia starts gently but quickly skittering her claws at his underarms. Loudly gasping as she does so.*
Oh no! Oh, Vox, this is awful! I can’t control my paws! *Tia makes herself sound startled, while her claws hone in on the center of both hollows and softly scritch.* I can’t make them stop!
I can’t control them, Cutie! *Tia grunts and acts like she’s tugging at her arms, face scrunched up in concentration.* I’m trying! But I can’t make them stop!
*The soft scritches continue, with her paws jerking ever so slightly as Tia ‘fights’ for control of her tickling claws.*
They like making you giggle too much, I don’t think I can get them to stop without some help!
*Because he’s not facing her, Tia’s wide grin goes unnoticed. But she has to force herself to sound serious when she says.*
You have to say what my claws are doing to you, that’s the only way to make them stop! *The scritches slow down until she’s just twitching her fingers under his arms.* You have to say they’re tickling you, and I’ll be able to make them stop!
But you have to! *Tia barely manages to keep a giggle out of her voice, fingers still twitching into his underarms.* It’s the only way I can get control of my paws again, Vox!
*To ‘encourage’ him, her fingers start rapidly wiggling and drumming into his underarms.* You have to say what’s being done to you! So what are my paws doing? Are they…
*She trails off, just to see what he’ll say in response.*
*Tia clicks her tongue, shaking her head and her fingers wiggle a little faster.*
They certainly are, but that’s not quite right, now is it? C’mon, Cutie, it’s easy! Just three little words and I’ll be able to make them stop!
*As she speaks, she slows the pace of her fingers until they’re back to twitching under his arms. The tips of her claws give soft, short scritches with each twitch.*
*She pretends to think, making sure her fingers and claws are constantly tickling him in some way while she does. When he tries to curl up, her tails snake around to block him from curling up too much. They don’t try and tickle him, just stay in his way.*
Maybe you could…no, that would work…oh, what about…ah, no that’s no good either…aha! If you really can’t say they’re tickling you…I think I know the perfect way you can help me get control again!
In that case…you need to tell me how much fun you’re having. Maybe they just need to hear you’re enjoying this to stop? Oh! Or I need to get a nice, biiiiig squeal from you, Cutie. The happiest one you can make! If my paws hear such a cute sound, surely they’ll stop picking on you~
*For a few seconds, her fingers stop wiggling and Tia lets him have a quick chance to catch his breath…then she’s back to scritching the tips of her claws at his underarms.*
One of those will have to work! I just know they will!
Then I guess you’ll have to give me a good squeal! C’mon Cutie, I know you’ve got some squeals in you! Someone as adorably ticklish as you always does!~
*Her claws begin to gently scribble at his underarms, lingering at the center but occasionally sneaking in random directions to keep Vox guessing.*
Oh, do you need help? *Tia puts as much understanding in her voice as possible, craning her neck so she can catch a glimpse of his face.* I can help you if you’d like! Let’s see…how to make you squeal without tickling your gills…hmmmm…
*Perking up, she shifts her tails so Vox is able to see the tips of them wiggling at him.* I know I said I’d use my paws, but since they’re not listening to me anymore…I could use my tails if that’s okay with you? Or my wisps, I bet those could get a squeal outta you~
Hmmm, let me try…my wisps! They’re definitely going to be more effective in getting squeals from you!~
*Her claws glow a bit brighter, and two glowing orbs pop into existence in front of Vox. Before his eyes, they form two wispy hands, nearly identical to Tia’s paws.*
Now, let them do their work and get a nice, biiiig squeal outta you!~
*As the wispy hands slowly move down toward his belly, Tia’s fingers go back to slight wiggles and twitches against his underarms. Then when the wisps are hovering inches away from his belly, the fingers slip under his shirt and deliver soft, buzzing scritches to his tummy.*
*I find myself standing directly in front of the [closed] door to Vox's office, pen and paper in hand. It's a wonder how I even got this far but there was no time for questioning that. All that I was curious about was directed towards Vox first and foremost so I have to stay focused! No matter how nervous I feel...*
Okay, okayokayokay you can do this, you can do this...
@silleemacaron
*He hummed softly to himself before hearing your voice on the other side of his door. Subconsciously, his eyes flicked up, and saw your shadow cast under the door, which caused him to straighten up in confusion. After a moment he finally spoke* Uh... whoever's out there, the door's unlocked. You can come in.
*With a deep breath, I walk into the office and close the door behind me. Though seeing him with my own eyes does make me want to shrink back and run, I decide to walk to his desk instead.*
Hi...hi, um, I'm Caro or...Macaron if you'd prefer...either is good. S-Sorry if I caught you at a bad time...
*I'm slightly taken aback by how...direct he is. Far cry from what I was expecting, but it's not something I can't TRY to match, even with the unsaid subject matter.*
I-If it's not too much trouble, I-I had some questions...! Not like...it's not for anything or anybody, just personal knowledge, heheh...i-if that's okay. If you don't h-have time for silly questions I-I'd totallyunderstandandcanleaverightnow-
*My eyes widen a little in surprise from how easily he's going along with it. My eyes quickly flick between his face and my notepad full of questions that were ALL of a silly subject matter. Would he even wanna go along with it if he knew? I should check!*
I-I uhhh...a-a-are you sure?? I mean, it's a PRETTY silly topic and i-if you're not comfortable you can just go o-on ahead and say so but I'd hate to waste your time or upset you and i--
Right...okay, yeah um...well I guess I'll just ask outright.
*I slowly avert my eyes and move my notebook to cover up my mouth as I speak, feeling more embarrassed about this endeavor of mine with every moment. It's fine. Maybe it's fine...hopefully.*
How do you feel about questions regarding um...tickling...?
*His screen begins to subtly glow, but he leans forward* That... depends entirely on the question itself. But I don't mind discussing... this particular subject.
I mean, all things considered, pretty positively. Weirdly enough, a lot of the relationships I've been building started with it in some way or another, so I think that'd make me... predisposed, I wanna say? Is that the right word? I don't fucken know- To uh, to not minding.
*His voice took on a more confident edge* It depends on the person, but I like being a teasy ler, definitely in control but not really 'scary', y'know?
*I scoot back in my chair a little, eyes flicking between Vox's face and claws. Tickly was ABSOLUTELY the correct word to use here, but I could barely get the word out! Better to try bluffing and swap back to the notepad for the moment...*
I-I...I mean, h-eheheh, y-yeah, scahary is probably the um...m-more apt term here...! O-or shiny, they're definitely prehehetty shiny! B-but enough about that, I-I hahahave m-more questions--!
*This time, I pick up the notebook as if I can't read my own writing. In reality, it's being used to hide my face in, though it doesn't stop me from glancing at his claws every now and again*
N-next question...w-what kind do you prefer...? Light or not so light...? I-Ihin general, I mean...
Well, uhh... *He sucks in a breath through his teeth* I guess for either, I don't have a preference? If that... makes sense? Like, I prefer what works better when giving, and, y'know, that's never the same.
Hmh...I think that makes sense. Not picky about methods...
*After I write down the next thing, I end up staring for a little too long at my paper, cheeks slowly donning a small blush. My eyes momentarily flick to Vox before I turn the page instead. The questions are harmless but...ohoh no, not after I'd been looking at his claws!*
Uhm...I...uhh, heheheh, w-we can just skip these next couple, ihihit s-seems a little...um..y-yeah, let's skip 'em...! Next question--!
*My eyes flick to my notebook again, as I turn the page back and look at the remaining questions on it...he seemed very willing to answer them, which was good and all but...*
*I take a small breath to try and still my flustered nature, but it doesn't really do much.*
W-well, if you're sure, eheheh...ummm, *ahem,* doyouliket-wordingothers and ifsoistheresomethingthatdoesn'tfail?
*At hearing him speak, I quickly take the notebook and cover my face with it, as if it'd hide all of me and my reactions*
E-hehehe uhhh, uhmmm, j-just uhh, do you like to t-word o-ohothers and i-ihihif you do, is there sohomething that d-dohoesn't fail...?? Y-you don't gotta answer if you don't wanna eheheh...!
Hmmm... Well, I guess I'd have to say I do, and what doesn't fail? *He raises up a hand, making a show of admiring how his claw gleam in Hell's dim light* These bad boys always get at least a good few giggles~
Uhh, I-I....I thihihink so, I-I just gotta, uhm...
*As much as I try to turn the subject back to the questions I had, I can barely focus now! The quiet noise of Vox's claws hitting the table doubled with the answers he just gave makes me shrink a little into the seat. Idle giggles ramp up as I attempt to calm myself enough to continue. Stop giggling, Caro!*
L-lemme contihihinue ehehehe hmhmhmhm...! I-I just n-neeheheheed a s-second...!
*My giggles get slightly louder, but I'm able to calm it if only for a moment. I can manage dispelling what's flustering me at the moment! Just gotta say it*
Uhhheheheh...tickle me--
*IMMEDIATELY, I cover my mouth with my notebook, eyes widened from the realization of what I just said. Crap, forgot the rest of the setnence!*
*I do my best to curl up in the chair I'm in for protection, not even trying to fight against my reactions at this point. The mental image was enough to get some quiet yet frantic laughs out of me!*
EEP! W-Wait, wahahait, I didn't mean--well I-I guess I was curious but--h-hohohohold on, I-I was juhuhust finishing a statement!
Are you sure? Because you've been giggling and blushing and hiding this whole time, I can't help thinking that you came here mostly to ask me to tickle you!~
*A blush appears on my face as I think to myself. As much as I wanted to deny it, I'd be a little disappointed. It's embarrassing to think, but I'd already been giggling up a storm at mere thoughts sooo...*
H-eheheheheh....m-mahahaybe a lihittle...! B-but I-I swehehear, it's because I'm curious, n-not behecause I'm a lee!
*He raised a brow, tilting his head slightly before leaning closer to you* Y'know, I've tickled a lot of people. I know how to tell when someone's curious, and when someone's just a lee. And you? *He points at you* You are a massive lee~
H-ehehehehe! EEEhehe! B-But I dohohohon't want to! Ihihihit's embahaharrassing to sahahahayyy!
*I stubbornly keep my hands over my face, though I can't help kicking a bit or leaning toward the squeezing for protection. Even if it was the intended outcome, asking directly was too silly to perceive!*
*I can't help my giggling becoming a little squeakier as I process. He's right, obviously, but waltzing in and asking felt like such a crazy thing to do! And yet somehow Vox being fine with the prospect of asking made it more embarrassing and less at the same time...? But maybe i could do it just this once...*
There's--ehehehe! There's no wahahay you're seheherious! B-but whahatever, y-you ohonly get one side nohohow! Yohohour claws a-are--ehehehehe! Are too ehehevil for bohohoth of them!
*For extra protection, I put one hand on the covered side and snap my other arm down to keep it there. A bit unnecessary, maybe, but a precaution nonetheless!*
*Near INSTANTLY a squeal escapes me, followed by some higher-pitched laughter. I start trying to scoot away in the chair as much as it can allow, scrunching my neck a little like THAT was the spot being tickled instead.*
WAHAHAHAIT NOHOHO! I D-doHOHOHONT KNOHOW what yOHOHOHOURE THIHIHINKING BUT NOOHOHOHO! DohoHOHONT YOU DAHAHARE!
*As much as I try to stay put, I can't help but slightly tense up in anticipation. Even slightly calming myself doesn't stick as manic laughter still escapes me. Maybe I should move my arms to protect my armpit but I'm also a little curious...*
*For a moment, I end up lightly flailing from being unsure of what to do with my hands. The position I'd put myself in, though it gave some protection, was something I had to shift. So I opt to hug myself as I decide to stop leaning, back now more parallel with the back of the chair. It doesn't exactly stop the giggles fighting their way out of me, but at least I'm more comfy!*
W-Wehehell I dohohon't wahahant toooo! IhiHIHIT'S EHEHEHEHEHEHE! I-Ihihit's too eheHEHEMBARRASSING TO Sahahay I-I'M TI--EEEHEHEHEHEHE!! ThahaHAHAT S-SEHEHENSITIVE!
*I find myself lightly swatting the air near the hand on my ribs, trying my best not to actually hit it to be nice. Despite the obvious (and getting it out once), I was still very much flustered by the prospect of letting the dreaded t-word leave my mouth.*
*For a moment, my laughter gets a little bit softer. Shit, yeah there really ISN'T much of an argument to be made is there? I could just let it be and admit it...but that darnded word...!*
*Though I try to fight off any type of reaction, it doesn't hold at ALL. Another giggly squeal comes out, but this time it's not accompanied by trying to cover the spot. Instead, I really do begin swatting at his arms, and even lightly pushing what I can of them to move his hands. This was MUCH harder for me to stifle!*
W-Well....well uh....What if I....deny it? Or a-act like I can't hear you calling me cute! B-Because ummm, I...I-I, well, what if I thihink you're bullshitting when you say that??
*I don't sound the slightest bit sure of the words coming out of my mouth*
I....*sigh*, h-eheheh, I-I'd try to fight more but uhhh...heh, t-that last one kinda surprised me, so I think...while I don't wanna say it, I'll let you have that um...I...yeah. Thahat's fair.
*With a deep breath I slowly uncover my face, placing my hands in my lap. I suddenly remember what I'd even started with, as the notepad I brought in and placed down hadn't been moved. So, I flip the page momentarily to see my other questions....dammit, I still couldn't get the word out! How was I supposed to ask these?!*
R-Right, why I came in here to begin with...uhhhh....y-y'know what, we can just save these for whenever I come back in next time....!
*I quickly close the notebook with a nervous smile*
.....yes. But--BUT, I d-don't exahactly wanna take up too much more of your time by stalling on more questions...! I-I'd just prefer to ask you them when I'm...not...thinkingabouthowmuchthatoneclawtickled-- whaaat? N-Nothing...!
*I spring up from the chair, somewhat using my notebook as a shield for my stomach*
Y-You're a busy dude, I'd bed, and I don't wannahahaha, ummm...k-keep you from your work or anything...!
I-It's not that many other questions, so um...a-are you really sure you'd like to, uh...y'know, finish up this silly little set of questions? I-I can really wait till next time if you'd like...! It's up to you, this is your office ahahafter all...!
Uhhheheheheh....well, um...I-I guess if you say so.
*I let out a soft giggle as I sit back down, keeping my notebook open. Taking a deep breath to calm myself, I read off the next question*
Alright, okayokay uhhh....Do you, like, play games with whoever you um....prod at, or no?
Fair, just checking. You never know what someone's gonna answer.
*I note the few other questions I have, grinning ever so slightly at being done with my ler questions. Maybe doing the other ones will be less flustering!*
Mmm....well that's all I have on that side.... I just have a few more, if you're willing to humor it. But fair warning, they're a liiiitle different.
I- *He paused for a second. Part of him refused to give in to the silliness... another part was looking for any excuse to give in. It was fair after all, right? All in the name of testing? After a moment, he huffed out a small sigh* Y-yeah, sure, I guess.
*He crossed his arms, refusing to make eye contact as his screen grew brighter at being called out* I'm not a lee, I just don't want to hear you complain!
*My face lights up almost immediately at hearing his giggling, so I decide to compliment and ramble as I continue just to add*
Awwww! Ah, so cute! I dunno why you were so flustered when your giggling sounds like THAT! Thihis probably tickles a bit too, huh? You DID start giggling when I started squeezing around here so makes sense! Ehehehe...!
Heheh, but I don't wanna shut up! I wanna talk about your laugh and how ticklish you are right here and how adorable you are when you smile and--*gasp*, is anywhere else on you this ticklish?! What about your ribs? Will tickling those make you laugh like this?
Aw, Vooooox! I didn't think your laughing could BE any cuter, and yet you proved me wrong! Ihi could do this all week if it meant hearing this for a while~! Especially with getting these sensitive lil ribs here!
*To accentuate my point, I swap from scribbling to light squeezing*
I don't know why you tried to bluff, this is ADORABLE! And being adorably ticklish is fun, wouldn't you say~?
Ohoh, yes you are! You absolutely are! And if I gotta tickle you until you believe it, then I'll happily do so! Ehehehespecially with how happy your laugh is, awww ehehehehe!
*I lean a little closer keeping up with the cooing about his laugh*
*I giggle to myself about his attempt, deciding to stop for the moment just to see what happens*
Ohhh darnit! Can't seem to reach now! Ohohoh well, that was stihihill pretty fun, right Vox? Even if you curled up lihike that, methinks you liked it~!
*I walk back around the desk, taking my seat back on the other side of it with the notebook*
Alright, lemme see here....pff--eheheh, so, despite how obvious it is, I still want to hear your answer: Do you try to act like you're not ticklish when you're about to be a lee in a situation? Or do you try to run or what?
*I find myself standing directly in front of the [closed] door to Vox's office, pen and paper in hand. It's a wonder how I even got this far but there was no time for questioning that. All that I was curious about was directed towards Vox first and foremost so I have to stay focused! No matter how nervous I feel...*
Okay, okayokayokay you can do this, you can do this...
@silleemacaron
*He hummed softly to himself before hearing your voice on the other side of his door. Subconsciously, his eyes flicked up, and saw your shadow cast under the door, which caused him to straighten up in confusion. After a moment he finally spoke* Uh... whoever's out there, the door's unlocked. You can come in.
*With a deep breath, I walk into the office and close the door behind me. Though seeing him with my own eyes does make me want to shrink back and run, I decide to walk to his desk instead.*
Hi...hi, um, I'm Caro or...Macaron if you'd prefer...either is good. S-Sorry if I caught you at a bad time...
*I'm slightly taken aback by how...direct he is. Far cry from what I was expecting, but it's not something I can't TRY to match, even with the unsaid subject matter.*
I-If it's not too much trouble, I-I had some questions...! Not like...it's not for anything or anybody, just personal knowledge, heheh...i-if that's okay. If you don't h-have time for silly questions I-I'd totallyunderstandandcanleaverightnow-
*My eyes widen a little in surprise from how easily he's going along with it. My eyes quickly flick between his face and my notepad full of questions that were ALL of a silly subject matter. Would he even wanna go along with it if he knew? I should check!*
I-I uhhh...a-a-are you sure?? I mean, it's a PRETTY silly topic and i-if you're not comfortable you can just go o-on ahead and say so but I'd hate to waste your time or upset you and i--
Right...okay, yeah um...well I guess I'll just ask outright.
*I slowly avert my eyes and move my notebook to cover up my mouth as I speak, feeling more embarrassed about this endeavor of mine with every moment. It's fine. Maybe it's fine...hopefully.*
How do you feel about questions regarding um...tickling...?
*His screen begins to subtly glow, but he leans forward* That... depends entirely on the question itself. But I don't mind discussing... this particular subject.
I mean, all things considered, pretty positively. Weirdly enough, a lot of the relationships I've been building started with it in some way or another, so I think that'd make me... predisposed, I wanna say? Is that the right word? I don't fucken know- To uh, to not minding.
*His voice took on a more confident edge* It depends on the person, but I like being a teasy ler, definitely in control but not really 'scary', y'know?
*I scoot back in my chair a little, eyes flicking between Vox's face and claws. Tickly was ABSOLUTELY the correct word to use here, but I could barely get the word out! Better to try bluffing and swap back to the notepad for the moment...*
I-I...I mean, h-eheheh, y-yeah, scahary is probably the um...m-more apt term here...! O-or shiny, they're definitely prehehetty shiny! B-but enough about that, I-I hahahave m-more questions--!
*This time, I pick up the notebook as if I can't read my own writing. In reality, it's being used to hide my face in, though it doesn't stop me from glancing at his claws every now and again*
N-next question...w-what kind do you prefer...? Light or not so light...? I-Ihin general, I mean...
Well, uhh... *He sucks in a breath through his teeth* I guess for either, I don't have a preference? If that... makes sense? Like, I prefer what works better when giving, and, y'know, that's never the same.
Hmh...I think that makes sense. Not picky about methods...
*After I write down the next thing, I end up staring for a little too long at my paper, cheeks slowly donning a small blush. My eyes momentarily flick to Vox before I turn the page instead. The questions are harmless but...ohoh no, not after I'd been looking at his claws!*
Uhm...I...uhh, heheheh, w-we can just skip these next couple, ihihit s-seems a little...um..y-yeah, let's skip 'em...! Next question--!
*My eyes flick to my notebook again, as I turn the page back and look at the remaining questions on it...he seemed very willing to answer them, which was good and all but...*
*I take a small breath to try and still my flustered nature, but it doesn't really do much.*
W-well, if you're sure, eheheh...ummm, *ahem,* doyouliket-wordingothers and ifsoistheresomethingthatdoesn'tfail?
*At hearing him speak, I quickly take the notebook and cover my face with it, as if it'd hide all of me and my reactions*
E-hehehe uhhh, uhmmm, j-just uhh, do you like to t-word o-ohothers and i-ihihif you do, is there sohomething that d-dohoesn't fail...?? Y-you don't gotta answer if you don't wanna eheheh...!
Hmmm... Well, I guess I'd have to say I do, and what doesn't fail? *He raises up a hand, making a show of admiring how his claw gleam in Hell's dim light* These bad boys always get at least a good few giggles~
Uhh, I-I....I thihihink so, I-I just gotta, uhm...
*As much as I try to turn the subject back to the questions I had, I can barely focus now! The quiet noise of Vox's claws hitting the table doubled with the answers he just gave makes me shrink a little into the seat. Idle giggles ramp up as I attempt to calm myself enough to continue. Stop giggling, Caro!*
L-lemme contihihinue ehehehe hmhmhmhm...! I-I just n-neeheheheed a s-second...!
*My giggles get slightly louder, but I'm able to calm it if only for a moment. I can manage dispelling what's flustering me at the moment! Just gotta say it*
Uhhheheheh...tickle me--
*IMMEDIATELY, I cover my mouth with my notebook, eyes widened from the realization of what I just said. Crap, forgot the rest of the setnence!*
*I do my best to curl up in the chair I'm in for protection, not even trying to fight against my reactions at this point. The mental image was enough to get some quiet yet frantic laughs out of me!*
EEP! W-Wait, wahahait, I didn't mean--well I-I guess I was curious but--h-hohohohold on, I-I was juhuhust finishing a statement!
Are you sure? Because you've been giggling and blushing and hiding this whole time, I can't help thinking that you came here mostly to ask me to tickle you!~
*A blush appears on my face as I think to myself. As much as I wanted to deny it, I'd be a little disappointed. It's embarrassing to think, but I'd already been giggling up a storm at mere thoughts sooo...*
H-eheheheheh....m-mahahaybe a lihittle...! B-but I-I swehehear, it's because I'm curious, n-not behecause I'm a lee!
*He raised a brow, tilting his head slightly before leaning closer to you* Y'know, I've tickled a lot of people. I know how to tell when someone's curious, and when someone's just a lee. And you? *He points at you* You are a massive lee~
H-ehehehehe! EEEhehe! B-But I dohohohon't want to! Ihihihit's embahaharrassing to sahahahayyy!
*I stubbornly keep my hands over my face, though I can't help kicking a bit or leaning toward the squeezing for protection. Even if it was the intended outcome, asking directly was too silly to perceive!*
*I can't help my giggling becoming a little squeakier as I process. He's right, obviously, but waltzing in and asking felt like such a crazy thing to do! And yet somehow Vox being fine with the prospect of asking made it more embarrassing and less at the same time...? But maybe i could do it just this once...*
There's--ehehehe! There's no wahahay you're seheherious! B-but whahatever, y-you ohonly get one side nohohow! Yohohour claws a-are--ehehehehe! Are too ehehevil for bohohoth of them!
*For extra protection, I put one hand on the covered side and snap my other arm down to keep it there. A bit unnecessary, maybe, but a precaution nonetheless!*
*Near INSTANTLY a squeal escapes me, followed by some higher-pitched laughter. I start trying to scoot away in the chair as much as it can allow, scrunching my neck a little like THAT was the spot being tickled instead.*
WAHAHAHAIT NOHOHO! I D-doHOHOHONT KNOHOW what yOHOHOHOURE THIHIHINKING BUT NOOHOHOHO! DohoHOHONT YOU DAHAHARE!
*As much as I try to stay put, I can't help but slightly tense up in anticipation. Even slightly calming myself doesn't stick as manic laughter still escapes me. Maybe I should move my arms to protect my armpit but I'm also a little curious...*
*For a moment, I end up lightly flailing from being unsure of what to do with my hands. The position I'd put myself in, though it gave some protection, was something I had to shift. So I opt to hug myself as I decide to stop leaning, back now more parallel with the back of the chair. It doesn't exactly stop the giggles fighting their way out of me, but at least I'm more comfy!*
W-Wehehell I dohohon't wahahant toooo! IhiHIHIT'S EHEHEHEHEHEHE! I-Ihihit's too eheHEHEMBARRASSING TO Sahahay I-I'M TI--EEEHEHEHEHEHE!! ThahaHAHAT S-SEHEHENSITIVE!
*I find myself lightly swatting the air near the hand on my ribs, trying my best not to actually hit it to be nice. Despite the obvious (and getting it out once), I was still very much flustered by the prospect of letting the dreaded t-word leave my mouth.*
*For a moment, my laughter gets a little bit softer. Shit, yeah there really ISN'T much of an argument to be made is there? I could just let it be and admit it...but that darnded word...!*
*Though I try to fight off any type of reaction, it doesn't hold at ALL. Another giggly squeal comes out, but this time it's not accompanied by trying to cover the spot. Instead, I really do begin swatting at his arms, and even lightly pushing what I can of them to move his hands. This was MUCH harder for me to stifle!*
W-Well....well uh....What if I....deny it? Or a-act like I can't hear you calling me cute! B-Because ummm, I...I-I, well, what if I thihink you're bullshitting when you say that??
*I don't sound the slightest bit sure of the words coming out of my mouth*
I....*sigh*, h-eheheh, I-I'd try to fight more but uhhh...heh, t-that last one kinda surprised me, so I think...while I don't wanna say it, I'll let you have that um...I...yeah. Thahat's fair.
*With a deep breath I slowly uncover my face, placing my hands in my lap. I suddenly remember what I'd even started with, as the notepad I brought in and placed down hadn't been moved. So, I flip the page momentarily to see my other questions....dammit, I still couldn't get the word out! How was I supposed to ask these?!*
R-Right, why I came in here to begin with...uhhhh....y-y'know what, we can just save these for whenever I come back in next time....!
*I quickly close the notebook with a nervous smile*
.....yes. But--BUT, I d-don't exahactly wanna take up too much more of your time by stalling on more questions...! I-I'd just prefer to ask you them when I'm...not...thinkingabouthowmuchthatoneclawtickled-- whaaat? N-Nothing...!
*I spring up from the chair, somewhat using my notebook as a shield for my stomach*
Y-You're a busy dude, I'd bed, and I don't wannahahaha, ummm...k-keep you from your work or anything...!
I-It's not that many other questions, so um...a-are you really sure you'd like to, uh...y'know, finish up this silly little set of questions? I-I can really wait till next time if you'd like...! It's up to you, this is your office ahahafter all...!
Uhhheheheheh....well, um...I-I guess if you say so.
*I let out a soft giggle as I sit back down, keeping my notebook open. Taking a deep breath to calm myself, I read off the next question*
Alright, okayokay uhhh....Do you, like, play games with whoever you um....prod at, or no?
Fair, just checking. You never know what someone's gonna answer.
*I note the few other questions I have, grinning ever so slightly at being done with my ler questions. Maybe doing the other ones will be less flustering!*
Mmm....well that's all I have on that side.... I just have a few more, if you're willing to humor it. But fair warning, they're a liiiitle different.
I- *He paused for a second. Part of him refused to give in to the silliness... another part was looking for any excuse to give in. It was fair after all, right? All in the name of testing? After a moment, he huffed out a small sigh* Y-yeah, sure, I guess.
*He crossed his arms, refusing to make eye contact as his screen grew brighter at being called out* I'm not a lee, I just don't want to hear you complain!
*My face lights up almost immediately at hearing his giggling, so I decide to compliment and ramble as I continue just to add*
Awwww! Ah, so cute! I dunno why you were so flustered when your giggling sounds like THAT! Thihis probably tickles a bit too, huh? You DID start giggling when I started squeezing around here so makes sense! Ehehehe...!
Heheh, but I don't wanna shut up! I wanna talk about your laugh and how ticklish you are right here and how adorable you are when you smile and--*gasp*, is anywhere else on you this ticklish?! What about your ribs? Will tickling those make you laugh like this?
Aw, Vooooox! I didn't think your laughing could BE any cuter, and yet you proved me wrong! Ihi could do this all week if it meant hearing this for a while~! Especially with getting these sensitive lil ribs here!
*To accentuate my point, I swap from scribbling to light squeezing*
I don't know why you tried to bluff, this is ADORABLE! And being adorably ticklish is fun, wouldn't you say~?
Ohoh, yes you are! You absolutely are! And if I gotta tickle you until you believe it, then I'll happily do so! Ehehehespecially with how happy your laugh is, awww ehehehehe!
*I lean a little closer keeping up with the cooing about his laugh*
*I giggle to myself about his attempt, deciding to stop for the moment just to see what happens*
Ohhh darnit! Can't seem to reach now! Ohohoh well, that was stihihill pretty fun, right Vox? Even if you curled up lihike that, methinks you liked it~!
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*I find myself standing directly in front of the [closed] door to Vox's office, pen and paper in hand. It's a wonder how I even got this far but there was no time for questioning that. All that I was curious about was directed towards Vox first and foremost so I have to stay focused! No matter how nervous I feel...*
Okay, okayokayokay you can do this, you can do this...
@silleemacaron
*He hummed softly to himself before hearing your voice on the other side of his door. Subconsciously, his eyes flicked up, and saw your shadow cast under the door, which caused him to straighten up in confusion. After a moment he finally spoke* Uh... whoever's out there, the door's unlocked. You can come in.
*With a deep breath, I walk into the office and close the door behind me. Though seeing him with my own eyes does make me want to shrink back and run, I decide to walk to his desk instead.*
Hi...hi, um, I'm Caro or...Macaron if you'd prefer...either is good. S-Sorry if I caught you at a bad time...
*I'm slightly taken aback by how...direct he is. Far cry from what I was expecting, but it's not something I can't TRY to match, even with the unsaid subject matter.*
I-If it's not too much trouble, I-I had some questions...! Not like...it's not for anything or anybody, just personal knowledge, heheh...i-if that's okay. If you don't h-have time for silly questions I-I'd totallyunderstandandcanleaverightnow-
*My eyes widen a little in surprise from how easily he's going along with it. My eyes quickly flick between his face and my notepad full of questions that were ALL of a silly subject matter. Would he even wanna go along with it if he knew? I should check!*
I-I uhhh...a-a-are you sure?? I mean, it's a PRETTY silly topic and i-if you're not comfortable you can just go o-on ahead and say so but I'd hate to waste your time or upset you and i--
Right...okay, yeah um...well I guess I'll just ask outright.
*I slowly avert my eyes and move my notebook to cover up my mouth as I speak, feeling more embarrassed about this endeavor of mine with every moment. It's fine. Maybe it's fine...hopefully.*
How do you feel about questions regarding um...tickling...?
*His screen begins to subtly glow, but he leans forward* That... depends entirely on the question itself. But I don't mind discussing... this particular subject.
I mean, all things considered, pretty positively. Weirdly enough, a lot of the relationships I've been building started with it in some way or another, so I think that'd make me... predisposed, I wanna say? Is that the right word? I don't fucken know- To uh, to not minding.
*His voice took on a more confident edge* It depends on the person, but I like being a teasy ler, definitely in control but not really 'scary', y'know?
*I scoot back in my chair a little, eyes flicking between Vox's face and claws. Tickly was ABSOLUTELY the correct word to use here, but I could barely get the word out! Better to try bluffing and swap back to the notepad for the moment...*
I-I...I mean, h-eheheh, y-yeah, scahary is probably the um...m-more apt term here...! O-or shiny, they're definitely prehehetty shiny! B-but enough about that, I-I hahahave m-more questions--!
*This time, I pick up the notebook as if I can't read my own writing. In reality, it's being used to hide my face in, though it doesn't stop me from glancing at his claws every now and again*
N-next question...w-what kind do you prefer...? Light or not so light...? I-Ihin general, I mean...
Well, uhh... *He sucks in a breath through his teeth* I guess for either, I don't have a preference? If that... makes sense? Like, I prefer what works better when giving, and, y'know, that's never the same.
Hmh...I think that makes sense. Not picky about methods...
*After I write down the next thing, I end up staring for a little too long at my paper, cheeks slowly donning a small blush. My eyes momentarily flick to Vox before I turn the page instead. The questions are harmless but...ohoh no, not after I'd been looking at his claws!*
Uhm...I...uhh, heheheh, w-we can just skip these next couple, ihihit s-seems a little...um..y-yeah, let's skip 'em...! Next question--!
*My eyes flick to my notebook again, as I turn the page back and look at the remaining questions on it...he seemed very willing to answer them, which was good and all but...*
*I take a small breath to try and still my flustered nature, but it doesn't really do much.*
W-well, if you're sure, eheheh...ummm, *ahem,* doyouliket-wordingothers and ifsoistheresomethingthatdoesn'tfail?
*At hearing him speak, I quickly take the notebook and cover my face with it, as if it'd hide all of me and my reactions*
E-hehehe uhhh, uhmmm, j-just uhh, do you like to t-word o-ohothers and i-ihihif you do, is there sohomething that d-dohoesn't fail...?? Y-you don't gotta answer if you don't wanna eheheh...!
Hmmm... Well, I guess I'd have to say I do, and what doesn't fail? *He raises up a hand, making a show of admiring how his claw gleam in Hell's dim light* These bad boys always get at least a good few giggles~
Uhh, I-I....I thihihink so, I-I just gotta, uhm...
*As much as I try to turn the subject back to the questions I had, I can barely focus now! The quiet noise of Vox's claws hitting the table doubled with the answers he just gave makes me shrink a little into the seat. Idle giggles ramp up as I attempt to calm myself enough to continue. Stop giggling, Caro!*
L-lemme contihihinue ehehehe hmhmhmhm...! I-I just n-neeheheheed a s-second...!
*My giggles get slightly louder, but I'm able to calm it if only for a moment. I can manage dispelling what's flustering me at the moment! Just gotta say it*
Uhhheheheh...tickle me--
*IMMEDIATELY, I cover my mouth with my notebook, eyes widened from the realization of what I just said. Crap, forgot the rest of the setnence!*
*I do my best to curl up in the chair I'm in for protection, not even trying to fight against my reactions at this point. The mental image was enough to get some quiet yet frantic laughs out of me!*
EEP! W-Wait, wahahait, I didn't mean--well I-I guess I was curious but--h-hohohohold on, I-I was juhuhust finishing a statement!
Are you sure? Because you've been giggling and blushing and hiding this whole time, I can't help thinking that you came here mostly to ask me to tickle you!~
*A blush appears on my face as I think to myself. As much as I wanted to deny it, I'd be a little disappointed. It's embarrassing to think, but I'd already been giggling up a storm at mere thoughts sooo...*
H-eheheheheh....m-mahahaybe a lihittle...! B-but I-I swehehear, it's because I'm curious, n-not behecause I'm a lee!
*He raised a brow, tilting his head slightly before leaning closer to you* Y'know, I've tickled a lot of people. I know how to tell when someone's curious, and when someone's just a lee. And you? *He points at you* You are a massive lee~
H-ehehehehe! EEEhehe! B-But I dohohohon't want to! Ihihihit's embahaharrassing to sahahahayyy!
*I stubbornly keep my hands over my face, though I can't help kicking a bit or leaning toward the squeezing for protection. Even if it was the intended outcome, asking directly was too silly to perceive!*
*I can't help my giggling becoming a little squeakier as I process. He's right, obviously, but waltzing in and asking felt like such a crazy thing to do! And yet somehow Vox being fine with the prospect of asking made it more embarrassing and less at the same time...? But maybe i could do it just this once...*
There's--ehehehe! There's no wahahay you're seheherious! B-but whahatever, y-you ohonly get one side nohohow! Yohohour claws a-are--ehehehehe! Are too ehehevil for bohohoth of them!
*For extra protection, I put one hand on the covered side and snap my other arm down to keep it there. A bit unnecessary, maybe, but a precaution nonetheless!*
*Near INSTANTLY a squeal escapes me, followed by some higher-pitched laughter. I start trying to scoot away in the chair as much as it can allow, scrunching my neck a little like THAT was the spot being tickled instead.*
WAHAHAHAIT NOHOHO! I D-doHOHOHONT KNOHOW what yOHOHOHOURE THIHIHINKING BUT NOOHOHOHO! DohoHOHONT YOU DAHAHARE!
*As much as I try to stay put, I can't help but slightly tense up in anticipation. Even slightly calming myself doesn't stick as manic laughter still escapes me. Maybe I should move my arms to protect my armpit but I'm also a little curious...*
*For a moment, I end up lightly flailing from being unsure of what to do with my hands. The position I'd put myself in, though it gave some protection, was something I had to shift. So I opt to hug myself as I decide to stop leaning, back now more parallel with the back of the chair. It doesn't exactly stop the giggles fighting their way out of me, but at least I'm more comfy!*
W-Wehehell I dohohon't wahahant toooo! IhiHIHIT'S EHEHEHEHEHEHE! I-Ihihit's too eheHEHEMBARRASSING TO Sahahay I-I'M TI--EEEHEHEHEHEHE!! ThahaHAHAT S-SEHEHENSITIVE!
*I find myself lightly swatting the air near the hand on my ribs, trying my best not to actually hit it to be nice. Despite the obvious (and getting it out once), I was still very much flustered by the prospect of letting the dreaded t-word leave my mouth.*
*For a moment, my laughter gets a little bit softer. Shit, yeah there really ISN'T much of an argument to be made is there? I could just let it be and admit it...but that darnded word...!*
*Though I try to fight off any type of reaction, it doesn't hold at ALL. Another giggly squeal comes out, but this time it's not accompanied by trying to cover the spot. Instead, I really do begin swatting at his arms, and even lightly pushing what I can of them to move his hands. This was MUCH harder for me to stifle!*
W-Well....well uh....What if I....deny it? Or a-act like I can't hear you calling me cute! B-Because ummm, I...I-I, well, what if I thihink you're bullshitting when you say that??
*I don't sound the slightest bit sure of the words coming out of my mouth*
I....*sigh*, h-eheheh, I-I'd try to fight more but uhhh...heh, t-that last one kinda surprised me, so I think...while I don't wanna say it, I'll let you have that um...I...yeah. Thahat's fair.
*With a deep breath I slowly uncover my face, placing my hands in my lap. I suddenly remember what I'd even started with, as the notepad I brought in and placed down hadn't been moved. So, I flip the page momentarily to see my other questions....dammit, I still couldn't get the word out! How was I supposed to ask these?!*
R-Right, why I came in here to begin with...uhhhh....y-y'know what, we can just save these for whenever I come back in next time....!
*I quickly close the notebook with a nervous smile*
.....yes. But--BUT, I d-don't exahactly wanna take up too much more of your time by stalling on more questions...! I-I'd just prefer to ask you them when I'm...not...thinkingabouthowmuchthatoneclawtickled-- whaaat? N-Nothing...!
*I spring up from the chair, somewhat using my notebook as a shield for my stomach*
Y-You're a busy dude, I'd bed, and I don't wannahahaha, ummm...k-keep you from your work or anything...!
I-It's not that many other questions, so um...a-are you really sure you'd like to, uh...y'know, finish up this silly little set of questions? I-I can really wait till next time if you'd like...! It's up to you, this is your office ahahafter all...!
Uhhheheheheh....well, um...I-I guess if you say so.
*I let out a soft giggle as I sit back down, keeping my notebook open. Taking a deep breath to calm myself, I read off the next question*
Alright, okayokay uhhh....Do you, like, play games with whoever you um....prod at, or no?
Fair, just checking. You never know what someone's gonna answer.
*I note the few other questions I have, grinning ever so slightly at being done with my ler questions. Maybe doing the other ones will be less flustering!*
Mmm....well that's all I have on that side.... I just have a few more, if you're willing to humor it. But fair warning, they're a liiiitle different.
I- *He paused for a second. Part of him refused to give in to the silliness... another part was looking for any excuse to give in. It was fair after all, right? All in the name of testing? After a moment, he huffed out a small sigh* Y-yeah, sure, I guess.
*He crossed his arms, refusing to make eye contact as his screen grew brighter at being called out* I'm not a lee, I just don't want to hear you complain!
*My face lights up almost immediately at hearing his giggling, so I decide to compliment and ramble as I continue just to add*
Awwww! Ah, so cute! I dunno why you were so flustered when your giggling sounds like THAT! Thihis probably tickles a bit too, huh? You DID start giggling when I started squeezing around here so makes sense! Ehehehe...!
Heheh, but I don't wanna shut up! I wanna talk about your laugh and how ticklish you are right here and how adorable you are when you smile and--*gasp*, is anywhere else on you this ticklish?! What about your ribs? Will tickling those make you laugh like this?
Aw, Vooooox! I didn't think your laughing could BE any cuter, and yet you proved me wrong! Ihi could do this all week if it meant hearing this for a while~! Especially with getting these sensitive lil ribs here!
*To accentuate my point, I swap from scribbling to light squeezing*
I don't know why you tried to bluff, this is ADORABLE! And being adorably ticklish is fun, wouldn't you say~?
Ohoh, yes you are! You absolutely are! And if I gotta tickle you until you believe it, then I'll happily do so! Ehehehespecially with how happy your laugh is, awww ehehehehe!
*I lean a little closer keeping up with the cooing about his laugh*
*I giggle to myself about his attempt, deciding to stop for the moment just to see what happens*
Ohhh darnit! Can't seem to reach now! Ohohoh well, that was stihihill pretty fun, right Vox? Even if you curled up lihike that, methinks you liked it~!
*Her voice seems to come from all around him, before Tia appears in a puff of pink smoke. She appears right in front of his desk. Her arms are crossed, a brow is raised, and an amused smile is plainly visible on her face.*
And evil too, you definitely said I was evil. That’s rather rude, don’t you think, Cutie? Yes, I was a little mean while teasing you, but evil? Was me tickling under that little screen of yours not nice enough?
*Tia’s tails are swaying back and forth behind her, her ears relaxed as well aside from a few twitches.*
((The way I’m so excited for this, saw him calling her evil and the way I cackled cause I can use this against him XD))
*He yelped in surprise as you appeared, shrinking back into his chair with a nervous smile* H-hey, Tia, I, uhm... L-listen, I didn't mean all that! It's just for the- the engagement, right? You know me!
Ahhh, for the engagement, I see. *She nods along as he talks, still smiling. But once he finishes, she takes a step closer to the desk, resting a paw there so she can tap her claws against it.* But even so, you called me evil. And terrifying. After I was so nice to you and tickled under your screen.
*Loudly sighing, she shakes her head and flashes him a wider smile.* If that wasn’t nice enough for you…I guess I’ll have to try something else, hmm? I’m in the mood to play a little game, Cutie. And lucky you, I’ve decided to play it with you!
*She begins slowly walking around his desk, humming and waving her tails about as she takes her time to reach his chair. Her gaze is locked on Vox as she approaches him.*
It’s a silly little game, and to make it work, I’ll kindly ask that you remove your jacket, Vox. It’ll just get in the way~
Oh, but we do! You see, I could accept you calling me terrifying, most Lee’s think so during my first visit with them.
*She comes to a stop next to his chair, still smiling even as her eyes flash silver. Tia makes a show of slowly reaching out, resting a paw on the arm of his chair in case he tries to run.*
But then you said I was evil, and that’s not something I can stand for. Not when I was so nice to you the last time I came around. So!
*She turns his chair so he’s facing her now, a playful glimmer in her eyes as she leans closer. Her voice comes out in a lilting coo, a whisper meant for only him to hear.*
Are you going to cooperate and hand me your jacket? Or…does the Tickle Monster have to make you?~
*The closer you get, the more he presses into the back of his chair, small giggles bubbling out. It takes him a moment to finally reply* Mmmmm, fihine just gimme some room to do ihit!
*Giggling herself, Tia takes two steps back, tails wagging and grinning at him.*
That’s a good choice, Cutie! Once you remove your jacket, just set it on your desk and stand up for me, okay?
*She leans her hip against the desk, arms crossed as she takes a look at what’s on his desk.* Busy today? It seems like you have some work to get done.
*He took off his jacket carefully, folding it and setting it on his desk before standing, arms already crossed over his chest defensively. At the mention, he glances at the small pile of paperwork* O-oh, yeah, some uh... budget reconfigurations after unauthorized purchases, employee termination forms... lotta corporate bullshit...
Hmmm… *Tia eyes the pile thoughtfully, then perks up with an excited yip. Her tails start wagging and she looks back at Vox with a wide, toothy grin.* Aha! Idea! Let me just…yoink!~
*She stands up straight, takes the two steps closer, and reaches out. Paws grasping under his arms, she lifts him up and turns to plop herself into his chair. Tia sets him on her lap, using her hind paws to pull the chair closer to his desk.*
There, much better! Wouldn’t you agree? Now I can tickle you, and you can get your work done! *She’d set him down so he’s facing his desk, and leaves his arms free so he’s able to reach his paperwork.* That’s the new game, you have to get allllll that paperwork finished…while I tickle you! Doesn’t that sound fun, Cutie?~
You. Work. *Tia points a finger at him, poking his chest lightly then pointing at the pile.* I. Tickle. *She places both paws at his sides and gently pinches them a few times.*
You have work to do, and I have tickling to do since you said I’m evil. It’s the perfect compromise! *She deliberately pauses, then speaks in a sly tone, right where his ear would be if he had them.* Unless…you’re too ticklish to focus while I’m tickling you? I promise to be gentle! No tools, just my paws and claws! Surely you can handle it, right?~
Alright then, why don’t you get to work on that stack of papers, Cutie. While I get to work proving that I’m not evil.
*With that, she summons a faint pale blue glow around her paws. She rests her claws at the spot just above his hips, slowly curling and uncurling her claws there. Due to the glow around her paws, it feels like her claws are slowly dragging back and forth across his skin instead of over his shirt.*
I’ll be very, very gentle with you, that way you can focus on work and I can show off just how nice I can be!~
*He can't help squeaking and giggling already, trying to focus as he grabbed his pen, but suddenly the math of trying to reconfigure the budget wasn't working in his brain*
Mmm, working on a budget seems fairly boring. *Her claws suddenly begin to rapidly tap against his hipbones, while she peers over his head and squints at the papers.* I understand why budgets are necessary, I suppose, money is a big thing down here.
*Snorting, she keeps up the rapid taps, but moves them slowly from his hips, to travel up his sides.* Greed is alllll about budgets, but it gets taken to a truly ridiculous degree. They’re very big on hoarding and stretching every little coin they’ve got. It’s one of my least favorite Rings to visit.
*Her claws slowly get closer and closer to his lower gills, taps coming just a smidge faster.* Oh yes, you aren’t missing much not being able to travel to Greed. Personally, I’m a big fan of Gluttony and Sloth, and Wrath and Pride. Greed and Envy are just too negative for me, and don’t get me started on Lust. It’s a lovely Ring, but everyone’s focused on one thing and it gets tiring.
*When her claws finally reach his gills, she stops tapping with them and switches to light pokes with her paw pads. Her voice a sweet coo.*
*The higher your claws travel, the louder and more nervous his giggles get until finally, even the pokes at his gills get him squealing and cackling, his hands coming to cover your paws.* WAHAITWAITWAITWAIT!
Oh! *Tia pulls her paws back immediately, craning her neck to see where she poked.* Ahhh, sorry Cutie, I didn’t realize where I was poking!
*While letting Vox calm down, she purses her lips as she thinks. Then she yips and snaps her claws, two clumps of wisps forming on either side of him.*
Here, let me make sure it doesn’t happen again. Going for the gills is just mean when you have to work.
*The wisps form two bands that come to rest over his gills, covering them completely. They rise up until they are two decent sized bumps resting below his ribs.*
That should do it, tell me…can you feel this? *Tia rests her fingers over the bands and drums them over top them. The bands light up, but absorb her touch instead of it traveling to his gills.*
Excellent! *Tia grins and her claws begins to crawl up toward his ribs. She gives his lowest ribs a soft scritch, focusing along where the bone curves at his side.* Now, where was I…ah, that’s right! I was talking about the other Rings!
*Her claws slowly climb up his ribs, giving the softest scritches to the bones and the spaces between them.*
Like I was saying, Lust isn’t a bad Ring, but I do get tired of the nonstop flirting and propositioning that happens when I’m there. Honestly that’s the only drawback of visiting.
*As she’s tickling her way up to his higher ribs, Tia gently reminds Vox.* Oh, don’t forget to keep working, Cutie, that’s a lot of paperwork to get through. *Her claws stop and settle at his fourth highest ribs, clearly willing to wait until he starts working again.*
*As the tickles start up again, he's almost immediately giggling brightly, trying his best to focus on the conversation. It's only at your reminder that he picks up his pen again, though he's clearly struggling greatly to focus*
*Her claws begin inching up his ribs once more, delivering soft scritches and tiny pinches as they go.*
Oh, right, Lust! Well as you can imagine, they have a lot of shops and clubs relating to…well, intimacy. Personally I don’t frequent those sorts of places, it’s not really my cup of tea. No, if I want to go out for fun, I head to Gluttony.
*Tia’s paws gently tuck under his arms, fingers wiggling ever so slightly.* They have incredible restaurants, not to mention Beelzebub throws some rather fun parties.
Oh Vooooox!~ *Tia practically sings his name, voice filled with amusement. Her fingers keep wiggling, using small movements to tease him.* You seem to have trapped my hands, Cutie, I’ll need you to give them back.
*As her fingers wiggle, it causes the tips of her claws to softly tap into his underarms.*
Otherwise, I’ll be stuck riiiiight here, and I’ll just have to keep tickling here instead of other spots. Plus, you’ve got work to do, and can’t do it if your arms are pinned to your sides.
*The second she judges his arms are high enough, Tia starts gently but quickly skittering her claws at his underarms. Loudly gasping as she does so.*
Oh no! Oh, Vox, this is awful! I can’t control my paws! *Tia makes herself sound startled, while her claws hone in on the center of both hollows and softly scritch.* I can’t make them stop!
I can’t control them, Cutie! *Tia grunts and acts like she’s tugging at her arms, face scrunched up in concentration.* I’m trying! But I can’t make them stop!
*The soft scritches continue, with her paws jerking ever so slightly as Tia ‘fights’ for control of her tickling claws.*
They like making you giggle too much, I don’t think I can get them to stop without some help!
*Because he’s not facing her, Tia’s wide grin goes unnoticed. But she has to force herself to sound serious when she says.*
You have to say what my claws are doing to you, that’s the only way to make them stop! *The scritches slow down until she’s just twitching her fingers under his arms.* You have to say they’re tickling you, and I’ll be able to make them stop!
But you have to! *Tia barely manages to keep a giggle out of her voice, fingers still twitching into his underarms.* It’s the only way I can get control of my paws again, Vox!
*To ‘encourage’ him, her fingers start rapidly wiggling and drumming into his underarms.* You have to say what’s being done to you! So what are my paws doing? Are they…
*She trails off, just to see what he’ll say in response.*
*Tia clicks her tongue, shaking her head and her fingers wiggle a little faster.*
They certainly are, but that’s not quite right, now is it? C’mon, Cutie, it’s easy! Just three little words and I’ll be able to make them stop!
*As she speaks, she slows the pace of her fingers until they’re back to twitching under his arms. The tips of her claws give soft, short scritches with each twitch.*
*She pretends to think, making sure her fingers and claws are constantly tickling him in some way while she does. When he tries to curl up, her tails snake around to block him from curling up too much. They don’t try and tickle him, just stay in his way.*
Maybe you could…no, that would work…oh, what about…ah, no that’s no good either…aha! If you really can’t say they’re tickling you…I think I know the perfect way you can help me get control again!
In that case…you need to tell me how much fun you’re having. Maybe they just need to hear you’re enjoying this to stop? Oh! Or I need to get a nice, biiiiig squeal from you, Cutie. The happiest one you can make! If my paws hear such a cute sound, surely they’ll stop picking on you~
*For a few seconds, her fingers stop wiggling and Tia lets him have a quick chance to catch his breath…then she’s back to scritching the tips of her claws at his underarms.*
One of those will have to work! I just know they will!
Then I guess you’ll have to give me a good squeal! C’mon Cutie, I know you’ve got some squeals in you! Someone as adorably ticklish as you always does!~
*Her claws begin to gently scribble at his underarms, lingering at the center but occasionally sneaking in random directions to keep Vox guessing.*
Oh, do you need help? *Tia puts as much understanding in her voice as possible, craning her neck so she can catch a glimpse of his face.* I can help you if you’d like! Let’s see…how to make you squeal without tickling your gills…hmmmm…
*Perking up, she shifts her tails so Vox is able to see the tips of them wiggling at him.* I know I said I’d use my paws, but since they’re not listening to me anymore…I could use my tails if that’s okay with you? Or my wisps, I bet those could get a squeal outta you~
*I find myself standing directly in front of the [closed] door to Vox's office, pen and paper in hand. It's a wonder how I even got this far but there was no time for questioning that. All that I was curious about was directed towards Vox first and foremost so I have to stay focused! No matter how nervous I feel...*
Okay, okayokayokay you can do this, you can do this...
@silleemacaron
*He hummed softly to himself before hearing your voice on the other side of his door. Subconsciously, his eyes flicked up, and saw your shadow cast under the door, which caused him to straighten up in confusion. After a moment he finally spoke* Uh... whoever's out there, the door's unlocked. You can come in.
*With a deep breath, I walk into the office and close the door behind me. Though seeing him with my own eyes does make me want to shrink back and run, I decide to walk to his desk instead.*
Hi...hi, um, I'm Caro or...Macaron if you'd prefer...either is good. S-Sorry if I caught you at a bad time...
*I'm slightly taken aback by how...direct he is. Far cry from what I was expecting, but it's not something I can't TRY to match, even with the unsaid subject matter.*
I-If it's not too much trouble, I-I had some questions...! Not like...it's not for anything or anybody, just personal knowledge, heheh...i-if that's okay. If you don't h-have time for silly questions I-I'd totallyunderstandandcanleaverightnow-
*My eyes widen a little in surprise from how easily he's going along with it. My eyes quickly flick between his face and my notepad full of questions that were ALL of a silly subject matter. Would he even wanna go along with it if he knew? I should check!*
I-I uhhh...a-a-are you sure?? I mean, it's a PRETTY silly topic and i-if you're not comfortable you can just go o-on ahead and say so but I'd hate to waste your time or upset you and i--
Right...okay, yeah um...well I guess I'll just ask outright.
*I slowly avert my eyes and move my notebook to cover up my mouth as I speak, feeling more embarrassed about this endeavor of mine with every moment. It's fine. Maybe it's fine...hopefully.*
How do you feel about questions regarding um...tickling...?
*His screen begins to subtly glow, but he leans forward* That... depends entirely on the question itself. But I don't mind discussing... this particular subject.
I mean, all things considered, pretty positively. Weirdly enough, a lot of the relationships I've been building started with it in some way or another, so I think that'd make me... predisposed, I wanna say? Is that the right word? I don't fucken know- To uh, to not minding.
*His voice took on a more confident edge* It depends on the person, but I like being a teasy ler, definitely in control but not really 'scary', y'know?
*I scoot back in my chair a little, eyes flicking between Vox's face and claws. Tickly was ABSOLUTELY the correct word to use here, but I could barely get the word out! Better to try bluffing and swap back to the notepad for the moment...*
I-I...I mean, h-eheheh, y-yeah, scahary is probably the um...m-more apt term here...! O-or shiny, they're definitely prehehetty shiny! B-but enough about that, I-I hahahave m-more questions--!
*This time, I pick up the notebook as if I can't read my own writing. In reality, it's being used to hide my face in, though it doesn't stop me from glancing at his claws every now and again*
N-next question...w-what kind do you prefer...? Light or not so light...? I-Ihin general, I mean...
Well, uhh... *He sucks in a breath through his teeth* I guess for either, I don't have a preference? If that... makes sense? Like, I prefer what works better when giving, and, y'know, that's never the same.
Hmh...I think that makes sense. Not picky about methods...
*After I write down the next thing, I end up staring for a little too long at my paper, cheeks slowly donning a small blush. My eyes momentarily flick to Vox before I turn the page instead. The questions are harmless but...ohoh no, not after I'd been looking at his claws!*
Uhm...I...uhh, heheheh, w-we can just skip these next couple, ihihit s-seems a little...um..y-yeah, let's skip 'em...! Next question--!
*My eyes flick to my notebook again, as I turn the page back and look at the remaining questions on it...he seemed very willing to answer them, which was good and all but...*
*I take a small breath to try and still my flustered nature, but it doesn't really do much.*
W-well, if you're sure, eheheh...ummm, *ahem,* doyouliket-wordingothers and ifsoistheresomethingthatdoesn'tfail?
*At hearing him speak, I quickly take the notebook and cover my face with it, as if it'd hide all of me and my reactions*
E-hehehe uhhh, uhmmm, j-just uhh, do you like to t-word o-ohothers and i-ihihif you do, is there sohomething that d-dohoesn't fail...?? Y-you don't gotta answer if you don't wanna eheheh...!
Hmmm... Well, I guess I'd have to say I do, and what doesn't fail? *He raises up a hand, making a show of admiring how his claw gleam in Hell's dim light* These bad boys always get at least a good few giggles~
Uhh, I-I....I thihihink so, I-I just gotta, uhm...
*As much as I try to turn the subject back to the questions I had, I can barely focus now! The quiet noise of Vox's claws hitting the table doubled with the answers he just gave makes me shrink a little into the seat. Idle giggles ramp up as I attempt to calm myself enough to continue. Stop giggling, Caro!*
L-lemme contihihinue ehehehe hmhmhmhm...! I-I just n-neeheheheed a s-second...!
*My giggles get slightly louder, but I'm able to calm it if only for a moment. I can manage dispelling what's flustering me at the moment! Just gotta say it*
Uhhheheheh...tickle me--
*IMMEDIATELY, I cover my mouth with my notebook, eyes widened from the realization of what I just said. Crap, forgot the rest of the setnence!*
*I do my best to curl up in the chair I'm in for protection, not even trying to fight against my reactions at this point. The mental image was enough to get some quiet yet frantic laughs out of me!*
EEP! W-Wait, wahahait, I didn't mean--well I-I guess I was curious but--h-hohohohold on, I-I was juhuhust finishing a statement!
Are you sure? Because you've been giggling and blushing and hiding this whole time, I can't help thinking that you came here mostly to ask me to tickle you!~
*A blush appears on my face as I think to myself. As much as I wanted to deny it, I'd be a little disappointed. It's embarrassing to think, but I'd already been giggling up a storm at mere thoughts sooo...*
H-eheheheheh....m-mahahaybe a lihittle...! B-but I-I swehehear, it's because I'm curious, n-not behecause I'm a lee!
*He raised a brow, tilting his head slightly before leaning closer to you* Y'know, I've tickled a lot of people. I know how to tell when someone's curious, and when someone's just a lee. And you? *He points at you* You are a massive lee~
H-ehehehehe! EEEhehe! B-But I dohohohon't want to! Ihihihit's embahaharrassing to sahahahayyy!
*I stubbornly keep my hands over my face, though I can't help kicking a bit or leaning toward the squeezing for protection. Even if it was the intended outcome, asking directly was too silly to perceive!*
*I can't help my giggling becoming a little squeakier as I process. He's right, obviously, but waltzing in and asking felt like such a crazy thing to do! And yet somehow Vox being fine with the prospect of asking made it more embarrassing and less at the same time...? But maybe i could do it just this once...*
There's--ehehehe! There's no wahahay you're seheherious! B-but whahatever, y-you ohonly get one side nohohow! Yohohour claws a-are--ehehehehe! Are too ehehevil for bohohoth of them!
*For extra protection, I put one hand on the covered side and snap my other arm down to keep it there. A bit unnecessary, maybe, but a precaution nonetheless!*
*Near INSTANTLY a squeal escapes me, followed by some higher-pitched laughter. I start trying to scoot away in the chair as much as it can allow, scrunching my neck a little like THAT was the spot being tickled instead.*
WAHAHAHAIT NOHOHO! I D-doHOHOHONT KNOHOW what yOHOHOHOURE THIHIHINKING BUT NOOHOHOHO! DohoHOHONT YOU DAHAHARE!
*As much as I try to stay put, I can't help but slightly tense up in anticipation. Even slightly calming myself doesn't stick as manic laughter still escapes me. Maybe I should move my arms to protect my armpit but I'm also a little curious...*
*For a moment, I end up lightly flailing from being unsure of what to do with my hands. The position I'd put myself in, though it gave some protection, was something I had to shift. So I opt to hug myself as I decide to stop leaning, back now more parallel with the back of the chair. It doesn't exactly stop the giggles fighting their way out of me, but at least I'm more comfy!*
W-Wehehell I dohohon't wahahant toooo! IhiHIHIT'S EHEHEHEHEHEHE! I-Ihihit's too eheHEHEMBARRASSING TO Sahahay I-I'M TI--EEEHEHEHEHEHE!! ThahaHAHAT S-SEHEHENSITIVE!
*I find myself lightly swatting the air near the hand on my ribs, trying my best not to actually hit it to be nice. Despite the obvious (and getting it out once), I was still very much flustered by the prospect of letting the dreaded t-word leave my mouth.*
*For a moment, my laughter gets a little bit softer. Shit, yeah there really ISN'T much of an argument to be made is there? I could just let it be and admit it...but that darnded word...!*
*Though I try to fight off any type of reaction, it doesn't hold at ALL. Another giggly squeal comes out, but this time it's not accompanied by trying to cover the spot. Instead, I really do begin swatting at his arms, and even lightly pushing what I can of them to move his hands. This was MUCH harder for me to stifle!*
W-Well....well uh....What if I....deny it? Or a-act like I can't hear you calling me cute! B-Because ummm, I...I-I, well, what if I thihink you're bullshitting when you say that??
*I don't sound the slightest bit sure of the words coming out of my mouth*
I....*sigh*, h-eheheh, I-I'd try to fight more but uhhh...heh, t-that last one kinda surprised me, so I think...while I don't wanna say it, I'll let you have that um...I...yeah. Thahat's fair.
*With a deep breath I slowly uncover my face, placing my hands in my lap. I suddenly remember what I'd even started with, as the notepad I brought in and placed down hadn't been moved. So, I flip the page momentarily to see my other questions....dammit, I still couldn't get the word out! How was I supposed to ask these?!*
R-Right, why I came in here to begin with...uhhhh....y-y'know what, we can just save these for whenever I come back in next time....!
*I quickly close the notebook with a nervous smile*
.....yes. But--BUT, I d-don't exahactly wanna take up too much more of your time by stalling on more questions...! I-I'd just prefer to ask you them when I'm...not...thinkingabouthowmuchthatoneclawtickled-- whaaat? N-Nothing...!
*I spring up from the chair, somewhat using my notebook as a shield for my stomach*
Y-You're a busy dude, I'd bed, and I don't wannahahaha, ummm...k-keep you from your work or anything...!
I-It's not that many other questions, so um...a-are you really sure you'd like to, uh...y'know, finish up this silly little set of questions? I-I can really wait till next time if you'd like...! It's up to you, this is your office ahahafter all...!
Uhhheheheheh....well, um...I-I guess if you say so.
*I let out a soft giggle as I sit back down, keeping my notebook open. Taking a deep breath to calm myself, I read off the next question*
Alright, okayokay uhhh....Do you, like, play games with whoever you um....prod at, or no?
Fair, just checking. You never know what someone's gonna answer.
*I note the few other questions I have, grinning ever so slightly at being done with my ler questions. Maybe doing the other ones will be less flustering!*
Mmm....well that's all I have on that side.... I just have a few more, if you're willing to humor it. But fair warning, they're a liiiitle different.
I- *He paused for a second. Part of him refused to give in to the silliness... another part was looking for any excuse to give in. It was fair after all, right? All in the name of testing? After a moment, he huffed out a small sigh* Y-yeah, sure, I guess.
*He crossed his arms, refusing to make eye contact as his screen grew brighter at being called out* I'm not a lee, I just don't want to hear you complain!
*My face lights up almost immediately at hearing his giggling, so I decide to compliment and ramble as I continue just to add*
Awwww! Ah, so cute! I dunno why you were so flustered when your giggling sounds like THAT! Thihis probably tickles a bit too, huh? You DID start giggling when I started squeezing around here so makes sense! Ehehehe...!
Heheh, but I don't wanna shut up! I wanna talk about your laugh and how ticklish you are right here and how adorable you are when you smile and--*gasp*, is anywhere else on you this ticklish?! What about your ribs? Will tickling those make you laugh like this?
Aw, Vooooox! I didn't think your laughing could BE any cuter, and yet you proved me wrong! Ihi could do this all week if it meant hearing this for a while~! Especially with getting these sensitive lil ribs here!
*To accentuate my point, I swap from scribbling to light squeezing*
I don't know why you tried to bluff, this is ADORABLE! And being adorably ticklish is fun, wouldn't you say~?
Ohoh, yes you are! You absolutely are! And if I gotta tickle you until you believe it, then I'll happily do so! Ehehehespecially with how happy your laugh is, awww ehehehehe!
*I lean a little closer keeping up with the cooing about his laugh*
*I giggle to myself about his attempt, deciding to stop for the moment just to see what happens*
Ohhh darnit! Can't seem to reach now! Ohohoh well, that was stihihill pretty fun, right Vox? Even if you curled up lihike that, methinks you liked it~!
*Her voice seems to come from all around him, before Tia appears in a puff of pink smoke. She appears right in front of his desk. Her arms are crossed, a brow is raised, and an amused smile is plainly visible on her face.*
And evil too, you definitely said I was evil. That’s rather rude, don’t you think, Cutie? Yes, I was a little mean while teasing you, but evil? Was me tickling under that little screen of yours not nice enough?
*Tia’s tails are swaying back and forth behind her, her ears relaxed as well aside from a few twitches.*
((The way I’m so excited for this, saw him calling her evil and the way I cackled cause I can use this against him XD))
*He yelped in surprise as you appeared, shrinking back into his chair with a nervous smile* H-hey, Tia, I, uhm... L-listen, I didn't mean all that! It's just for the- the engagement, right? You know me!
Ahhh, for the engagement, I see. *She nods along as he talks, still smiling. But once he finishes, she takes a step closer to the desk, resting a paw there so she can tap her claws against it.* But even so, you called me evil. And terrifying. After I was so nice to you and tickled under your screen.
*Loudly sighing, she shakes her head and flashes him a wider smile.* If that wasn’t nice enough for you…I guess I’ll have to try something else, hmm? I’m in the mood to play a little game, Cutie. And lucky you, I’ve decided to play it with you!
*She begins slowly walking around his desk, humming and waving her tails about as she takes her time to reach his chair. Her gaze is locked on Vox as she approaches him.*
It’s a silly little game, and to make it work, I’ll kindly ask that you remove your jacket, Vox. It’ll just get in the way~
Oh, but we do! You see, I could accept you calling me terrifying, most Lee’s think so during my first visit with them.
*She comes to a stop next to his chair, still smiling even as her eyes flash silver. Tia makes a show of slowly reaching out, resting a paw on the arm of his chair in case he tries to run.*
But then you said I was evil, and that’s not something I can stand for. Not when I was so nice to you the last time I came around. So!
*She turns his chair so he’s facing her now, a playful glimmer in her eyes as she leans closer. Her voice comes out in a lilting coo, a whisper meant for only him to hear.*
Are you going to cooperate and hand me your jacket? Or…does the Tickle Monster have to make you?~
*The closer you get, the more he presses into the back of his chair, small giggles bubbling out. It takes him a moment to finally reply* Mmmmm, fihine just gimme some room to do ihit!
*Giggling herself, Tia takes two steps back, tails wagging and grinning at him.*
That’s a good choice, Cutie! Once you remove your jacket, just set it on your desk and stand up for me, okay?
*She leans her hip against the desk, arms crossed as she takes a look at what’s on his desk.* Busy today? It seems like you have some work to get done.
*He took off his jacket carefully, folding it and setting it on his desk before standing, arms already crossed over his chest defensively. At the mention, he glances at the small pile of paperwork* O-oh, yeah, some uh... budget reconfigurations after unauthorized purchases, employee termination forms... lotta corporate bullshit...
Hmmm… *Tia eyes the pile thoughtfully, then perks up with an excited yip. Her tails start wagging and she looks back at Vox with a wide, toothy grin.* Aha! Idea! Let me just…yoink!~
*She stands up straight, takes the two steps closer, and reaches out. Paws grasping under his arms, she lifts him up and turns to plop herself into his chair. Tia sets him on her lap, using her hind paws to pull the chair closer to his desk.*
There, much better! Wouldn’t you agree? Now I can tickle you, and you can get your work done! *She’d set him down so he’s facing his desk, and leaves his arms free so he’s able to reach his paperwork.* That’s the new game, you have to get allllll that paperwork finished…while I tickle you! Doesn’t that sound fun, Cutie?~
You. Work. *Tia points a finger at him, poking his chest lightly then pointing at the pile.* I. Tickle. *She places both paws at his sides and gently pinches them a few times.*
You have work to do, and I have tickling to do since you said I’m evil. It’s the perfect compromise! *She deliberately pauses, then speaks in a sly tone, right where his ear would be if he had them.* Unless…you’re too ticklish to focus while I’m tickling you? I promise to be gentle! No tools, just my paws and claws! Surely you can handle it, right?~
Alright then, why don’t you get to work on that stack of papers, Cutie. While I get to work proving that I’m not evil.
*With that, she summons a faint pale blue glow around her paws. She rests her claws at the spot just above his hips, slowly curling and uncurling her claws there. Due to the glow around her paws, it feels like her claws are slowly dragging back and forth across his skin instead of over his shirt.*
I’ll be very, very gentle with you, that way you can focus on work and I can show off just how nice I can be!~
*He can't help squeaking and giggling already, trying to focus as he grabbed his pen, but suddenly the math of trying to reconfigure the budget wasn't working in his brain*
Mmm, working on a budget seems fairly boring. *Her claws suddenly begin to rapidly tap against his hipbones, while she peers over his head and squints at the papers.* I understand why budgets are necessary, I suppose, money is a big thing down here.
*Snorting, she keeps up the rapid taps, but moves them slowly from his hips, to travel up his sides.* Greed is alllll about budgets, but it gets taken to a truly ridiculous degree. They’re very big on hoarding and stretching every little coin they’ve got. It’s one of my least favorite Rings to visit.
*Her claws slowly get closer and closer to his lower gills, taps coming just a smidge faster.* Oh yes, you aren’t missing much not being able to travel to Greed. Personally, I’m a big fan of Gluttony and Sloth, and Wrath and Pride. Greed and Envy are just too negative for me, and don’t get me started on Lust. It’s a lovely Ring, but everyone’s focused on one thing and it gets tiring.
*When her claws finally reach his gills, she stops tapping with them and switches to light pokes with her paw pads. Her voice a sweet coo.*
*The higher your claws travel, the louder and more nervous his giggles get until finally, even the pokes at his gills get him squealing and cackling, his hands coming to cover your paws.* WAHAITWAITWAITWAIT!
Oh! *Tia pulls her paws back immediately, craning her neck to see where she poked.* Ahhh, sorry Cutie, I didn’t realize where I was poking!
*While letting Vox calm down, she purses her lips as she thinks. Then she yips and snaps her claws, two clumps of wisps forming on either side of him.*
Here, let me make sure it doesn’t happen again. Going for the gills is just mean when you have to work.
*The wisps form two bands that come to rest over his gills, covering them completely. They rise up until they are two decent sized bumps resting below his ribs.*
That should do it, tell me…can you feel this? *Tia rests her fingers over the bands and drums them over top them. The bands light up, but absorb her touch instead of it traveling to his gills.*
Excellent! *Tia grins and her claws begins to crawl up toward his ribs. She gives his lowest ribs a soft scritch, focusing along where the bone curves at his side.* Now, where was I…ah, that’s right! I was talking about the other Rings!
*Her claws slowly climb up his ribs, giving the softest scritches to the bones and the spaces between them.*
Like I was saying, Lust isn’t a bad Ring, but I do get tired of the nonstop flirting and propositioning that happens when I’m there. Honestly that’s the only drawback of visiting.
*As she’s tickling her way up to his higher ribs, Tia gently reminds Vox.* Oh, don’t forget to keep working, Cutie, that’s a lot of paperwork to get through. *Her claws stop and settle at his fourth highest ribs, clearly willing to wait until he starts working again.*
*As the tickles start up again, he's almost immediately giggling brightly, trying his best to focus on the conversation. It's only at your reminder that he picks up his pen again, though he's clearly struggling greatly to focus*
*Her claws begin inching up his ribs once more, delivering soft scritches and tiny pinches as they go.*
Oh, right, Lust! Well as you can imagine, they have a lot of shops and clubs relating to…well, intimacy. Personally I don’t frequent those sorts of places, it’s not really my cup of tea. No, if I want to go out for fun, I head to Gluttony.
*Tia’s paws gently tuck under his arms, fingers wiggling ever so slightly.* They have incredible restaurants, not to mention Beelzebub throws some rather fun parties.
Oh Vooooox!~ *Tia practically sings his name, voice filled with amusement. Her fingers keep wiggling, using small movements to tease him.* You seem to have trapped my hands, Cutie, I’ll need you to give them back.
*As her fingers wiggle, it causes the tips of her claws to softly tap into his underarms.*
Otherwise, I’ll be stuck riiiiight here, and I’ll just have to keep tickling here instead of other spots. Plus, you’ve got work to do, and can’t do it if your arms are pinned to your sides.
*The second she judges his arms are high enough, Tia starts gently but quickly skittering her claws at his underarms. Loudly gasping as she does so.*
Oh no! Oh, Vox, this is awful! I can’t control my paws! *Tia makes herself sound startled, while her claws hone in on the center of both hollows and softly scritch.* I can’t make them stop!
I can’t control them, Cutie! *Tia grunts and acts like she’s tugging at her arms, face scrunched up in concentration.* I’m trying! But I can’t make them stop!
*The soft scritches continue, with her paws jerking ever so slightly as Tia ‘fights’ for control of her tickling claws.*
They like making you giggle too much, I don’t think I can get them to stop without some help!
*Because he’s not facing her, Tia’s wide grin goes unnoticed. But she has to force herself to sound serious when she says.*
You have to say what my claws are doing to you, that’s the only way to make them stop! *The scritches slow down until she’s just twitching her fingers under his arms.* You have to say they’re tickling you, and I’ll be able to make them stop!
But you have to! *Tia barely manages to keep a giggle out of her voice, fingers still twitching into his underarms.* It’s the only way I can get control of my paws again, Vox!
*To ‘encourage’ him, her fingers start rapidly wiggling and drumming into his underarms.* You have to say what’s being done to you! So what are my paws doing? Are they…
*She trails off, just to see what he’ll say in response.*
*Tia clicks her tongue, shaking her head and her fingers wiggle a little faster.*
They certainly are, but that’s not quite right, now is it? C’mon, Cutie, it’s easy! Just three little words and I’ll be able to make them stop!
*As she speaks, she slows the pace of her fingers until they’re back to twitching under his arms. The tips of her claws give soft, short scritches with each twitch.*
*She pretends to think, making sure her fingers and claws are constantly tickling him in some way while she does. When he tries to curl up, her tails snake around to block him from curling up too much. They don’t try and tickle him, just stay in his way.*
Maybe you could…no, that would work…oh, what about…ah, no that’s no good either…aha! If you really can’t say they’re tickling you…I think I know the perfect way you can help me get control again!
In that case…you need to tell me how much fun you’re having. Maybe they just need to hear you’re enjoying this to stop? Oh! Or I need to get a nice, biiiiig squeal from you, Cutie. The happiest one you can make! If my paws hear such a cute sound, surely they’ll stop picking on you~
*For a few seconds, her fingers stop wiggling and Tia lets him have a quick chance to catch his breath…then she’s back to scritching the tips of her claws at his underarms.*
One of those will have to work! I just know they will!
Then I guess you’ll have to give me a good squeal! C’mon Cutie, I know you’ve got some squeals in you! Someone as adorably ticklish as you always does!~
*Her claws begin to gently scribble at his underarms, lingering at the center but occasionally sneaking in random directions to keep Vox guessing.*
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*Her voice seems to come from all around him, before Tia appears in a puff of pink smoke. She appears right in front of his desk. Her arms are crossed, a brow is raised, and an amused smile is plainly visible on her face.*
And evil too, you definitely said I was evil. That’s rather rude, don’t you think, Cutie? Yes, I was a little mean while teasing you, but evil? Was me tickling under that little screen of yours not nice enough?
*Tia’s tails are swaying back and forth behind her, her ears relaxed as well aside from a few twitches.*
((The way I’m so excited for this, saw him calling her evil and the way I cackled cause I can use this against him XD))
*He yelped in surprise as you appeared, shrinking back into his chair with a nervous smile* H-hey, Tia, I, uhm... L-listen, I didn't mean all that! It's just for the- the engagement, right? You know me!
Ahhh, for the engagement, I see. *She nods along as he talks, still smiling. But once he finishes, she takes a step closer to the desk, resting a paw there so she can tap her claws against it.* But even so, you called me evil. And terrifying. After I was so nice to you and tickled under your screen.
*Loudly sighing, she shakes her head and flashes him a wider smile.* If that wasn’t nice enough for you…I guess I’ll have to try something else, hmm? I’m in the mood to play a little game, Cutie. And lucky you, I’ve decided to play it with you!
*She begins slowly walking around his desk, humming and waving her tails about as she takes her time to reach his chair. Her gaze is locked on Vox as she approaches him.*
It’s a silly little game, and to make it work, I’ll kindly ask that you remove your jacket, Vox. It’ll just get in the way~
Oh, but we do! You see, I could accept you calling me terrifying, most Lee’s think so during my first visit with them.
*She comes to a stop next to his chair, still smiling even as her eyes flash silver. Tia makes a show of slowly reaching out, resting a paw on the arm of his chair in case he tries to run.*
But then you said I was evil, and that’s not something I can stand for. Not when I was so nice to you the last time I came around. So!
*She turns his chair so he’s facing her now, a playful glimmer in her eyes as she leans closer. Her voice comes out in a lilting coo, a whisper meant for only him to hear.*
Are you going to cooperate and hand me your jacket? Or…does the Tickle Monster have to make you?~
*The closer you get, the more he presses into the back of his chair, small giggles bubbling out. It takes him a moment to finally reply* Mmmmm, fihine just gimme some room to do ihit!
*Giggling herself, Tia takes two steps back, tails wagging and grinning at him.*
That’s a good choice, Cutie! Once you remove your jacket, just set it on your desk and stand up for me, okay?
*She leans her hip against the desk, arms crossed as she takes a look at what’s on his desk.* Busy today? It seems like you have some work to get done.
*He took off his jacket carefully, folding it and setting it on his desk before standing, arms already crossed over his chest defensively. At the mention, he glances at the small pile of paperwork* O-oh, yeah, some uh... budget reconfigurations after unauthorized purchases, employee termination forms... lotta corporate bullshit...
Hmmm… *Tia eyes the pile thoughtfully, then perks up with an excited yip. Her tails start wagging and she looks back at Vox with a wide, toothy grin.* Aha! Idea! Let me just…yoink!~
*She stands up straight, takes the two steps closer, and reaches out. Paws grasping under his arms, she lifts him up and turns to plop herself into his chair. Tia sets him on her lap, using her hind paws to pull the chair closer to his desk.*
There, much better! Wouldn’t you agree? Now I can tickle you, and you can get your work done! *She’d set him down so he’s facing his desk, and leaves his arms free so he’s able to reach his paperwork.* That’s the new game, you have to get allllll that paperwork finished…while I tickle you! Doesn’t that sound fun, Cutie?~
You. Work. *Tia points a finger at him, poking his chest lightly then pointing at the pile.* I. Tickle. *She places both paws at his sides and gently pinches them a few times.*
You have work to do, and I have tickling to do since you said I’m evil. It’s the perfect compromise! *She deliberately pauses, then speaks in a sly tone, right where his ear would be if he had them.* Unless…you’re too ticklish to focus while I’m tickling you? I promise to be gentle! No tools, just my paws and claws! Surely you can handle it, right?~
Alright then, why don’t you get to work on that stack of papers, Cutie. While I get to work proving that I’m not evil.
*With that, she summons a faint pale blue glow around her paws. She rests her claws at the spot just above his hips, slowly curling and uncurling her claws there. Due to the glow around her paws, it feels like her claws are slowly dragging back and forth across his skin instead of over his shirt.*
I’ll be very, very gentle with you, that way you can focus on work and I can show off just how nice I can be!~
*He can't help squeaking and giggling already, trying to focus as he grabbed his pen, but suddenly the math of trying to reconfigure the budget wasn't working in his brain*
Mmm, working on a budget seems fairly boring. *Her claws suddenly begin to rapidly tap against his hipbones, while she peers over his head and squints at the papers.* I understand why budgets are necessary, I suppose, money is a big thing down here.
*Snorting, she keeps up the rapid taps, but moves them slowly from his hips, to travel up his sides.* Greed is alllll about budgets, but it gets taken to a truly ridiculous degree. They’re very big on hoarding and stretching every little coin they’ve got. It’s one of my least favorite Rings to visit.
*Her claws slowly get closer and closer to his lower gills, taps coming just a smidge faster.* Oh yes, you aren’t missing much not being able to travel to Greed. Personally, I’m a big fan of Gluttony and Sloth, and Wrath and Pride. Greed and Envy are just too negative for me, and don’t get me started on Lust. It’s a lovely Ring, but everyone’s focused on one thing and it gets tiring.
*When her claws finally reach his gills, she stops tapping with them and switches to light pokes with her paw pads. Her voice a sweet coo.*
*The higher your claws travel, the louder and more nervous his giggles get until finally, even the pokes at his gills get him squealing and cackling, his hands coming to cover your paws.* WAHAITWAITWAITWAIT!
Oh! *Tia pulls her paws back immediately, craning her neck to see where she poked.* Ahhh, sorry Cutie, I didn’t realize where I was poking!
*While letting Vox calm down, she purses her lips as she thinks. Then she yips and snaps her claws, two clumps of wisps forming on either side of him.*
Here, let me make sure it doesn’t happen again. Going for the gills is just mean when you have to work.
*The wisps form two bands that come to rest over his gills, covering them completely. They rise up until they are two decent sized bumps resting below his ribs.*
That should do it, tell me…can you feel this? *Tia rests her fingers over the bands and drums them over top them. The bands light up, but absorb her touch instead of it traveling to his gills.*
Excellent! *Tia grins and her claws begins to crawl up toward his ribs. She gives his lowest ribs a soft scritch, focusing along where the bone curves at his side.* Now, where was I…ah, that’s right! I was talking about the other Rings!
*Her claws slowly climb up his ribs, giving the softest scritches to the bones and the spaces between them.*
Like I was saying, Lust isn’t a bad Ring, but I do get tired of the nonstop flirting and propositioning that happens when I’m there. Honestly that’s the only drawback of visiting.
*As she’s tickling her way up to his higher ribs, Tia gently reminds Vox.* Oh, don’t forget to keep working, Cutie, that’s a lot of paperwork to get through. *Her claws stop and settle at his fourth highest ribs, clearly willing to wait until he starts working again.*
*As the tickles start up again, he's almost immediately giggling brightly, trying his best to focus on the conversation. It's only at your reminder that he picks up his pen again, though he's clearly struggling greatly to focus*
*Her claws begin inching up his ribs once more, delivering soft scritches and tiny pinches as they go.*
Oh, right, Lust! Well as you can imagine, they have a lot of shops and clubs relating to…well, intimacy. Personally I don’t frequent those sorts of places, it’s not really my cup of tea. No, if I want to go out for fun, I head to Gluttony.
*Tia’s paws gently tuck under his arms, fingers wiggling ever so slightly.* They have incredible restaurants, not to mention Beelzebub throws some rather fun parties.
Oh Vooooox!~ *Tia practically sings his name, voice filled with amusement. Her fingers keep wiggling, using small movements to tease him.* You seem to have trapped my hands, Cutie, I’ll need you to give them back.
*As her fingers wiggle, it causes the tips of her claws to softly tap into his underarms.*
Otherwise, I’ll be stuck riiiiight here, and I’ll just have to keep tickling here instead of other spots. Plus, you’ve got work to do, and can’t do it if your arms are pinned to your sides.
*The second she judges his arms are high enough, Tia starts gently but quickly skittering her claws at his underarms. Loudly gasping as she does so.*
Oh no! Oh, Vox, this is awful! I can’t control my paws! *Tia makes herself sound startled, while her claws hone in on the center of both hollows and softly scritch.* I can’t make them stop!
I can’t control them, Cutie! *Tia grunts and acts like she’s tugging at her arms, face scrunched up in concentration.* I’m trying! But I can’t make them stop!
*The soft scritches continue, with her paws jerking ever so slightly as Tia ‘fights’ for control of her tickling claws.*
They like making you giggle too much, I don’t think I can get them to stop without some help!
*Because he’s not facing her, Tia’s wide grin goes unnoticed. But she has to force herself to sound serious when she says.*
You have to say what my claws are doing to you, that’s the only way to make them stop! *The scritches slow down until she’s just twitching her fingers under his arms.* You have to say they’re tickling you, and I’ll be able to make them stop!
But you have to! *Tia barely manages to keep a giggle out of her voice, fingers still twitching into his underarms.* It’s the only way I can get control of my paws again, Vox!
*To ‘encourage’ him, her fingers start rapidly wiggling and drumming into his underarms.* You have to say what’s being done to you! So what are my paws doing? Are they…
*She trails off, just to see what he’ll say in response.*
*Tia clicks her tongue, shaking her head and her fingers wiggle a little faster.*
They certainly are, but that’s not quite right, now is it? C’mon, Cutie, it’s easy! Just three little words and I’ll be able to make them stop!
*As she speaks, she slows the pace of her fingers until they’re back to twitching under his arms. The tips of her claws give soft, short scritches with each twitch.*
*She pretends to think, making sure her fingers and claws are constantly tickling him in some way while she does. When he tries to curl up, her tails snake around to block him from curling up too much. They don’t try and tickle him, just stay in his way.*
Maybe you could…no, that would work…oh, what about…ah, no that’s no good either…aha! If you really can’t say they’re tickling you…I think I know the perfect way you can help me get control again!
In that case…you need to tell me how much fun you’re having. Maybe they just need to hear you’re enjoying this to stop? Oh! Or I need to get a nice, biiiiig squeal from you, Cutie. The happiest one you can make! If my paws hear such a cute sound, surely they’ll stop picking on you~
*For a few seconds, her fingers stop wiggling and Tia lets him have a quick chance to catch his breath…then she’s back to scritching the tips of her claws at his underarms.*
One of those will have to work! I just know they will!
*Her voice seems to come from all around him, before Tia appears in a puff of pink smoke. She appears right in front of his desk. Her arms are crossed, a brow is raised, and an amused smile is plainly visible on her face.*
And evil too, you definitely said I was evil. That’s rather rude, don’t you think, Cutie? Yes, I was a little mean while teasing you, but evil? Was me tickling under that little screen of yours not nice enough?
*Tia’s tails are swaying back and forth behind her, her ears relaxed as well aside from a few twitches.*
((The way I’m so excited for this, saw him calling her evil and the way I cackled cause I can use this against him XD))
*He yelped in surprise as you appeared, shrinking back into his chair with a nervous smile* H-hey, Tia, I, uhm... L-listen, I didn't mean all that! It's just for the- the engagement, right? You know me!
Ahhh, for the engagement, I see. *She nods along as he talks, still smiling. But once he finishes, she takes a step closer to the desk, resting a paw there so she can tap her claws against it.* But even so, you called me evil. And terrifying. After I was so nice to you and tickled under your screen.
*Loudly sighing, she shakes her head and flashes him a wider smile.* If that wasn’t nice enough for you…I guess I’ll have to try something else, hmm? I’m in the mood to play a little game, Cutie. And lucky you, I’ve decided to play it with you!
*She begins slowly walking around his desk, humming and waving her tails about as she takes her time to reach his chair. Her gaze is locked on Vox as she approaches him.*
It’s a silly little game, and to make it work, I’ll kindly ask that you remove your jacket, Vox. It’ll just get in the way~
Oh, but we do! You see, I could accept you calling me terrifying, most Lee’s think so during my first visit with them.
*She comes to a stop next to his chair, still smiling even as her eyes flash silver. Tia makes a show of slowly reaching out, resting a paw on the arm of his chair in case he tries to run.*
But then you said I was evil, and that’s not something I can stand for. Not when I was so nice to you the last time I came around. So!
*She turns his chair so he’s facing her now, a playful glimmer in her eyes as she leans closer. Her voice comes out in a lilting coo, a whisper meant for only him to hear.*
Are you going to cooperate and hand me your jacket? Or…does the Tickle Monster have to make you?~
*The closer you get, the more he presses into the back of his chair, small giggles bubbling out. It takes him a moment to finally reply* Mmmmm, fihine just gimme some room to do ihit!
*Giggling herself, Tia takes two steps back, tails wagging and grinning at him.*
That’s a good choice, Cutie! Once you remove your jacket, just set it on your desk and stand up for me, okay?
*She leans her hip against the desk, arms crossed as she takes a look at what’s on his desk.* Busy today? It seems like you have some work to get done.
*He took off his jacket carefully, folding it and setting it on his desk before standing, arms already crossed over his chest defensively. At the mention, he glances at the small pile of paperwork* O-oh, yeah, some uh... budget reconfigurations after unauthorized purchases, employee termination forms... lotta corporate bullshit...
Hmmm… *Tia eyes the pile thoughtfully, then perks up with an excited yip. Her tails start wagging and she looks back at Vox with a wide, toothy grin.* Aha! Idea! Let me just…yoink!~
*She stands up straight, takes the two steps closer, and reaches out. Paws grasping under his arms, she lifts him up and turns to plop herself into his chair. Tia sets him on her lap, using her hind paws to pull the chair closer to his desk.*
There, much better! Wouldn’t you agree? Now I can tickle you, and you can get your work done! *She’d set him down so he’s facing his desk, and leaves his arms free so he’s able to reach his paperwork.* That’s the new game, you have to get allllll that paperwork finished…while I tickle you! Doesn’t that sound fun, Cutie?~
You. Work. *Tia points a finger at him, poking his chest lightly then pointing at the pile.* I. Tickle. *She places both paws at his sides and gently pinches them a few times.*
You have work to do, and I have tickling to do since you said I’m evil. It’s the perfect compromise! *She deliberately pauses, then speaks in a sly tone, right where his ear would be if he had them.* Unless…you’re too ticklish to focus while I’m tickling you? I promise to be gentle! No tools, just my paws and claws! Surely you can handle it, right?~
Alright then, why don’t you get to work on that stack of papers, Cutie. While I get to work proving that I’m not evil.
*With that, she summons a faint pale blue glow around her paws. She rests her claws at the spot just above his hips, slowly curling and uncurling her claws there. Due to the glow around her paws, it feels like her claws are slowly dragging back and forth across his skin instead of over his shirt.*
I’ll be very, very gentle with you, that way you can focus on work and I can show off just how nice I can be!~
*He can't help squeaking and giggling already, trying to focus as he grabbed his pen, but suddenly the math of trying to reconfigure the budget wasn't working in his brain*
Mmm, working on a budget seems fairly boring. *Her claws suddenly begin to rapidly tap against his hipbones, while she peers over his head and squints at the papers.* I understand why budgets are necessary, I suppose, money is a big thing down here.
*Snorting, she keeps up the rapid taps, but moves them slowly from his hips, to travel up his sides.* Greed is alllll about budgets, but it gets taken to a truly ridiculous degree. They’re very big on hoarding and stretching every little coin they’ve got. It’s one of my least favorite Rings to visit.
*Her claws slowly get closer and closer to his lower gills, taps coming just a smidge faster.* Oh yes, you aren’t missing much not being able to travel to Greed. Personally, I’m a big fan of Gluttony and Sloth, and Wrath and Pride. Greed and Envy are just too negative for me, and don’t get me started on Lust. It’s a lovely Ring, but everyone’s focused on one thing and it gets tiring.
*When her claws finally reach his gills, she stops tapping with them and switches to light pokes with her paw pads. Her voice a sweet coo.*
*The higher your claws travel, the louder and more nervous his giggles get until finally, even the pokes at his gills get him squealing and cackling, his hands coming to cover your paws.* WAHAITWAITWAITWAIT!
Oh! *Tia pulls her paws back immediately, craning her neck to see where she poked.* Ahhh, sorry Cutie, I didn’t realize where I was poking!
*While letting Vox calm down, she purses her lips as she thinks. Then she yips and snaps her claws, two clumps of wisps forming on either side of him.*
Here, let me make sure it doesn’t happen again. Going for the gills is just mean when you have to work.
*The wisps form two bands that come to rest over his gills, covering them completely. They rise up until they are two decent sized bumps resting below his ribs.*
That should do it, tell me…can you feel this? *Tia rests her fingers over the bands and drums them over top them. The bands light up, but absorb her touch instead of it traveling to his gills.*
Excellent! *Tia grins and her claws begins to crawl up toward his ribs. She gives his lowest ribs a soft scritch, focusing along where the bone curves at his side.* Now, where was I…ah, that’s right! I was talking about the other Rings!
*Her claws slowly climb up his ribs, giving the softest scritches to the bones and the spaces between them.*
Like I was saying, Lust isn’t a bad Ring, but I do get tired of the nonstop flirting and propositioning that happens when I’m there. Honestly that’s the only drawback of visiting.
*As she’s tickling her way up to his higher ribs, Tia gently reminds Vox.* Oh, don’t forget to keep working, Cutie, that’s a lot of paperwork to get through. *Her claws stop and settle at his fourth highest ribs, clearly willing to wait until he starts working again.*
*As the tickles start up again, he's almost immediately giggling brightly, trying his best to focus on the conversation. It's only at your reminder that he picks up his pen again, though he's clearly struggling greatly to focus*
*Her claws begin inching up his ribs once more, delivering soft scritches and tiny pinches as they go.*
Oh, right, Lust! Well as you can imagine, they have a lot of shops and clubs relating to…well, intimacy. Personally I don’t frequent those sorts of places, it’s not really my cup of tea. No, if I want to go out for fun, I head to Gluttony.
*Tia’s paws gently tuck under his arms, fingers wiggling ever so slightly.* They have incredible restaurants, not to mention Beelzebub throws some rather fun parties.
Oh Vooooox!~ *Tia practically sings his name, voice filled with amusement. Her fingers keep wiggling, using small movements to tease him.* You seem to have trapped my hands, Cutie, I’ll need you to give them back.
*As her fingers wiggle, it causes the tips of her claws to softly tap into his underarms.*
Otherwise, I’ll be stuck riiiiight here, and I’ll just have to keep tickling here instead of other spots. Plus, you’ve got work to do, and can’t do it if your arms are pinned to your sides.
*The second she judges his arms are high enough, Tia starts gently but quickly skittering her claws at his underarms. Loudly gasping as she does so.*
Oh no! Oh, Vox, this is awful! I can’t control my paws! *Tia makes herself sound startled, while her claws hone in on the center of both hollows and softly scritch.* I can’t make them stop!
I can’t control them, Cutie! *Tia grunts and acts like she’s tugging at her arms, face scrunched up in concentration.* I’m trying! But I can’t make them stop!
*The soft scritches continue, with her paws jerking ever so slightly as Tia ‘fights’ for control of her tickling claws.*
They like making you giggle too much, I don’t think I can get them to stop without some help!
*Because he’s not facing her, Tia’s wide grin goes unnoticed. But she has to force herself to sound serious when she says.*
You have to say what my claws are doing to you, that’s the only way to make them stop! *The scritches slow down until she’s just twitching her fingers under his arms.* You have to say they’re tickling you, and I’ll be able to make them stop!
But you have to! *Tia barely manages to keep a giggle out of her voice, fingers still twitching into his underarms.* It’s the only way I can get control of my paws again, Vox!
*To ‘encourage’ him, her fingers start rapidly wiggling and drumming into his underarms.* You have to say what’s being done to you! So what are my paws doing? Are they…
*She trails off, just to see what he’ll say in response.*
*Tia clicks her tongue, shaking her head and her fingers wiggle a little faster.*
They certainly are, but that’s not quite right, now is it? C’mon, Cutie, it’s easy! Just three little words and I’ll be able to make them stop!
*As she speaks, she slows the pace of her fingers until they’re back to twitching under his arms. The tips of her claws give soft, short scritches with each twitch.*
*She pretends to think, making sure her fingers and claws are constantly tickling him in some way while she does. When he tries to curl up, her tails snake around to block him from curling up too much. They don’t try and tickle him, just stay in his way.*
Maybe you could…no, that would work…oh, what about…ah, no that’s no good either…aha! If you really can’t say they’re tickling you…I think I know the perfect way you can help me get control again!
