Felix | He/Him | 20, MDNI! | Transmasc MLM + AceSpec | Neurodivergent
Sometimes NSFW tk writer; miserable knismo; very multifandom
I mostly write MLM (and love headcanoning characters as trans), but there are some hetero/cis/both couples that genuinely have chemistry that I like and will write for (basically I don't care what a ship looks like, I just need the characters to have good, palpable chemistry). I have hyperempathy, which means I feel very very intensely and deeply, so my fics are often really focused on emotions, affection, and *love* (romantic or platonic). (If/when I write sex, it is never gratuitous.) Thank you so much for stopping by!
Something Good For Once, Chapter 1 of 4: Before The Hurt (Leon/Luis) (RE4R) (Everyone Lives AU)
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Summary
Chapter 1: In a moment of calm right after exiting the dreaded elevator (Krauser doesn't show up right away), Luis, emboldened by the tribulations they had faced together thus far, actually has time to make his feelings known. (SFW)
[STILL WRITING] Chapter 2: Leon makes sure Luis does not succumb to his injury, rescues Ashley, and Ada grabs them and the dog and takes them all back stateside. (NSFW because violence)
[STILL WRITING] Chapter 3: A couple weeks after the end of the game and Luis is almost all better, Leon brings him home. They sleep together, and fun ensues in the morning. (NSFW because sex)
[STILL WRITING] Chapter 4: Leon, Luis, and Ada meet up for coffee after another week and Luis is finally fully cleared. She comes home with them, and more fun is had. (NSFW because sex)
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Chapter 1 word count: 2,043
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Notes
...Aaand the award for 'Most Self-Indulgent Fic Writer, Likely To The Possible Annoyance Of Everyone Reading', goes to... me!!!
HI EVERYBODY~! I am back at long last! I've never posted anything in chapters before, so hopefully everything turns out okay! Chapter 1 is all I'm satisfied enough with to post at the moment, but I will be posting the rest when they're ready (which should not be too far away). I've been working on these almost every day since April!
"The fun stuff" (tk, sex, etc) doesn't happen until Chapters 3 and 4, so stay tuned for those if that's all you want, but 1 is all soft and sweet and 2 has some nice soft moments after the pain. So even though the fic as a whole contains all that, since I have to post the chapters 1-by-1 here, I'm not tagging Chapters 1 or 2 with any tk-or-sex-related tags.
In total with all chapters, I'm breaking my highest word count record again, by *an absolute TON* this time!!! (Chapter 3 alone is already 6.5k words, and it's not even done!!)
Requiem hit me like a truck, my Leon obsession came back in full force, and I was seeing some people make their takes on what Luis would look like in Requiem era if he had survived RE4R, and I was like, "oh god, I'm still not over Luis", so I decided to write my own ideal ending so he could live. (SO MANY OF MY FAVORITE CHARACTERS ARE ALL CANONICALLY DEAD ;-;)
Basically, Leon sprayed Luis’ wound with first aid spray and gave him some herbs for good measure as soon as he could, which stopped him immediately dying. Then Ada rescued them all in her helicopter (no going separate ways in this one! lol.) and he got sent straight to a good hospital once they got stateside. He’s of course kinda traumatised (join the club), but at least he isn’t fucking dead!!! (;-;)
Also, just establishing:
- We know Leon can speak basic Spanish (although I really wish he would try harder on the pronunciation!). So Luis uses snippets of it when he feels like, since he knows Leon will understand him. (Unfortunately I am still a beginner learner and also only have a basic understanding, so I'm not writing full conversations or anything in it; I absolutely refuse to resort to Google Translate cause you can never guarantee it's going to give you stuff humans would actually say.)
- Luis is 100% fluent in English (it makes sense to me that he would be after working with Umbrella for years).
This is basically already how it is in the game, but occasionally I see some people writing Luis speaking a *lot* more Spanish (props to them, I just can't), or giving him really improper English, so I just wanted to address that I'm not going to be doing either of those things.
Alright, that's all, please enjoy!
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"We're out of that hellhole!" Luis stepped out of the lift, raising his arms and taking a deep breath. "The fresh air is calling our names! We made it all this way... oye, credit where it is due. You are pretty amazing, you know that?"
Leon followed him out, sweeping his pistol across the open space. No immediate threats. Finally, a break. "Flattery's gonna get you exactly nothing with me."
"Ay, so harsh! It was merely a statement! Like I said, I’m the brains, you’re the brawn... and a very good brawn you are... but that does not mean you don’t have brains yourself!” He was allowing himself to have a little more fun now that there was a moment of peace.
Leon glared at him for a second before accepting the situation. No danger at the moment. Fine. He gave a sort of half-scoff, half-laugh, to which Luis grinned wider, pleased with his success.
“Gee, thanks. Real backhanded, that." He looked around again, and still, nothing. But, ugh, the feeling of being watched hadn't gone... "Okay. Should do some maintenance before we go any further. Hang tight for a second, yeah?”
"Sure!"
Leon sat down against the stone wall, ejected his empty magazine, and opened his case, getting the tools for said maintenance on his gun.
"Sooo... even you cannot resist my charms, eh~?” Luis sat down next to him and gave him a playful nudge in the shoulder. “Oh, would you look at mine, too?”
“You know what? Not even gonna respond to that.” Leon absorbed the nudge steadily and shook his head with an un-serious exasperation. “...Okay, give it here.”
Luis grinned again and gave Leon his gun. Leon set his own back down, then got to work, inspecting Luis' for anything that needed attention. Luis watched intently, Leon’s expert know-how intriguing him.
"Hmm... doesn’t look like it actually needs servicing. I'll just clean it then."
"Anything I could do to be useful?"
“I don’t know, surely you can figure something out? Wait, I'm done. Here. Now just to finish mine... jammed on me once, can’t risk it happening again...”
“¡Muchas gracias!" He gratefully took his gun back and placed it down next to Leon’s case. "Ah, I know, I can organise these supplies.”
“Go for it.” Leon did the final once-over on his piece, wiping down the slide and racking it a couple times out of habit.
Luis picked up the case and began sorting through it. After counting the amount of herbs; spray; extra ammo; tools; bits and bobs; and trinkets in it, and grouping them accordingly, he was very tempted to inquire about certain things, but thought better of it. He sat back on his heels and continued to watch Leon, just at more of a distance. There really wasn’t much else he could do.
Upon setting down his tools and looking up, Leon met with Luis’ oddly soft gaze. “...What?”
“Joder.” Luis muttered. “Just thinking about this whole mess. I am so very glad to have met you.”
“...Oh.” Leon dropped his head for a moment, staring at the ground, trying to collect his thoughts. “...Heh. Yeah. Back atcha.”
Luis got closer, shuffling on his knees back to his original spot at Leon’s side. “Mm... You know, you make me jealous with all those muscles... muy guapo~.”
“I, uhh, thanks...?" I mean, you're pretty fit yourself... well, aside from the smoking... ...He decided not to say that- he didn't want to be having a whole discussion right now, they needed to just be collecting their bearings and continuing on...
“¡Sí, sí! ...Oh? What is it?”
Leon’s expression had gone from just barely visibly flustered to what appeared to be somewhat troubled thought. He gets on my nerves like nobody else, but... I bet I can be annoying too. We're just trying to cope... though it really doesn’t help that he’s so goddamn handsome...
He wasn’t even looking directly at Luis anymore, rather to some indistinct spot in the distance. Luis tried to follow his gaze and was unsuccessful- he really wasn’t looking at anything at all. Well, at least it wasn’t like anything nasty had suddenly appeared...
“¿Qué pasa, Leon?” Luis’ voice was very gentle.
Leon’s brows furrowed deeper. It took another moment, but eventually he returned to what Luis was fairly sure was normal. Leon looked up, startled, as Luis had shifted to practically hovering over him. “Woah- oh, sorry, I was... thinking...” he trailed off, Luis’ expression indicating such concern that he felt an actual pang in his chest.
“Gracias a dios, I thought perhaps you were getting sick again...”
“Bueno. Oh, am I?” He looked down. His knees were just barely pressing against the side of Leon’s leg. “Ah, I am.” But he didn’t move away. Instead he reached and softly put his hands on Leon’s shoulders.
Leon remained very still, fighting the instinct to just duck under his hands and stand up, waiting to see where this was going.
He moved his right hand now to cup Leon’s face, murmuring, “Qué lindo...”
Leon almost flinched. Almost. His voice subconsciously dropped to match Luis'. “Hey- what’s gotten into you..?”
His question was answered as Luis began to lean forward, aiming to... kiss him?! His pulse quickened considerably- what a strange set of events the past few hours were... and now this. Definitely not the time or place he'd have chosen for... well, anything, really. He had to make a decision fast: stop him, or let it happen... man, he didn’t particularly want to do either...
It happened. Leon ended up remaining still, letting Luis connect... on his cheek. Well, that was welcome over the alternative- he’d resigned himself to the thought that Luis was just going to go all-in at this point... he didn't think he was ready for that yet...
He smelled of a nice cologne at first, but smoke crept through. It was probably seeped into his jacket more than anything, as he hadn't had access to any smokes for any of the time they had known eachother. Leon figured he himself probably smelled of crushed herbs; earth, from all the running and rolling around in the dirt he’d ended up being subjected to throughout this journey; and blood, which was mostly enemies’ thankfully; so he couldn't really complain.
“What was that for..?”
“Because... because it’s dangerous out here, and I like you. I know... I know we should leave, but...”
“Okay... well, it was.. nice, I guess... I can’t just say ‘back atcha’ again, can I...” He sighed. “I like you too, alright? Now, yes, we really should get going.”
But he couldn’t easily get up. Luis was still essentially on top of him, and he wasn’t making any effort to get off.
“You plan on moving anytime soon?” Leon had a bit of a sharp edge to his tone. But the look he received sent another pang into his chest. “...Sorry. Do you need something..?”
“I.. I need... you.” The man's voice shook slightly, the look on his face becoming almost pleading.
“Oh.” Leon softened. For all his outward confidence and schmoozing, Luis sure was a regretful and rather sad man... God, I get that...
“...Mierda. Please, forget I said anyth-”
“-Okay, now I really want you to shut up.” Leon figured, they were already on the ground, what was a bit more dirt? And he didn’t want him to stay feeling like this... he could spare a couple more minutes to try to comfort him, and then he didn’t care what happened after, he was going to make them get out of there.
He grasped Luis’ upper arms to hold him steady, lifted his legs, put his boots just above Luis’ knees, and carefully pushed his legs out from under him, guiding his body to lie against his own, finally looping one of his arms around the man’s torso and resting his other hand on the back of his head.
After a grunt of absolute bewilderment and a following moment of silence, Luis settled, fully laying his head on Leon’s chest, and quietly remarked, “¡Por dios! You’re always suddenly doing crazy things!”
Leon found himself smiling softly. “Heh. Didn’t hurt you, did I?”
“No, no. But.. all that just to give me a hug? That was nuts! I thought you were going to knock me out or something for a moment there!”
“Yeah, I didn’t wanna give you a chance to think too much more.”
“...Thank you.”
Leon hummed in acknowledgement and began to slide his fingertips into Luis’ hair, stroking down his scalp and out through the ends with the same care he would have given an anxious cat. The consistent soft rise and fall of his chest as he breathed and the low rumble of his voice was working to soothe him, but he actively shuddered when he began to stroke through his hair. Leon felt him move suddenly and paused.
“You okay?”
“Ay, sorry, I- That feels.. good...”
“Mm. Heard it was supposed to, that’s why I’m doing it.”
Leon resumed stroking his fingertips through his hair, and felt Luis shudder again, a sound rather like a genuine whimper leaving him now.
Damn, does it seriously feel that good? That’s.. kind of.. cute...
Luis ended up gripping a fistful of Leon’s shirt at his side as he continued, genuinely needing something to hold onto for support as fire was building inside him. This soft touch had certainly been comforting at first, but it was swiftly becoming very hot for him the longer they stayed like this...
Luis couldn’t take it anymore. “¡Gahhh, qué caliente!” He exclaimed. “You have got to be trying to give me un aneurisma! This is too much to hold back from!” He pushed himself up, near-desperation burning in his eyes.
“Woah! Easy, tiger! I’m sorry, I really didn’t mean to work you up, I was only trying to be calmin-ngh!”
Luis finally did go all-in, just not quite in the way Leon might have expected. The initial action of grabbing Leon’s shirt had further kindled his desire to get more intimate with the man. He slid his hand across the fabric, going over his abdomen, getting a thorough feeling of his muscles through it, which is what had made Leon choke on his words and give a sort of surprised grunt. Luis went up his abs and eventually settled on his pec.
“Please? May I?”
“Guh.” Leon swallowed, trying to keep from getting worked up himself. He spoke through his teeth, which had involuntarily gritted upon this development. “I- I don’t- bit late for consent, isn't it-? But- ugh- okay...”
“Ah, damn, you’re right, I’m sorry, I just-” Luis began rambling an apology before registering that he had agreed at the end. “Oh, thank you... you’re gorgeous,” he breathed. “...Did you call me ‘tiger’? Oho, I like that~!”
“Nngh,” He groaned again as Luis slid his hand across to the other pec, “Guess I did.. It’s just an expression, but, uh, you’re welcome?”
“I will happily be tigre, as you are already león~!” There was an excitement on his face that said he didn’t do this kind of thing nearly as often as he would like people to believe, or at least, not with men.
Leon just nodded, trying calm himself... he hadn't felt charged close contact like this in several years. Ada... but she had actually kissed him full-on...
Luis suddenly pulled his hand away, realising what exactly he was doing as the heat of the moment died down. “Ah, I.. I should ask. Were you.. really alright.. with that?”
Leon shut his eyes and put his head back until it touched the stone. Can’t believe I let that happen. ...Or, well, fuck. Maybe I can. “It’s... fine. I’m fine.” He lifted his head and pushed himself back to sitting more upright. “Thanks for checking.”
Luis followed suit, repositioning himself alongside him. “I’m so glad...”
“But- can we, um, talk, later? We really do need to leave.”
“O-oh, yes, thank you, for everything.” Luis hurriedly stood, brushed as much dirt and gravel off his clothes as he could, and retrieved his gun.
a dude getting all hot and bothered while getting tickled is honestly just nature being beautiful and perfect again. so majestic. rainbows forming sun shining birds chirping type shi
Patience (Ler!Higgs/Lee!Sam AND Lee!Higgs/Ler!Sam) (Death Stranding) (Hint of NSFW but mostly SFW, just intense)
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Summary: Higgs knocked Sam out and took him back to his room... And Sam didn’t want to engage at first, so Higgs decided to 'play' with him. Later, Sam turned the tables… It was all quite an adventure.
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Word Count: 3,655 (My new record!)
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Author's Note: Hi again everyoneee :3 I finally got back on my testosterone and it's making me super feral. I love these guys sooo much.
Also I'm kinda doing whatever I want with Higgs' powers, I thought it would be sweet for him to be able to siphon pain.
Finally, the way I wrote Sam's reactions to things is intended to be rep for lees that get a bit stressed by being tked, and don’t really laugh but do make other sounds <3 I felt it fit with his aphenphosmphobia/haphephobia, but capability to warm up to people over time; and the way I wrote Higgs' reactions to things is intended to be rep for lees that actually love being tked because of the rush it gives, but can’t get enough control over themselves to do much except laugh and squirm (not much of a chance for conversation). <3 I felt it fit with his intensity and breaking the scary guy act. <333
Okay, please enjoy!
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Sam woke to find himself looking at the ceiling of his room. That was odd, hadn’t he just been outside? He wanted to sit up and look around, but his head was pounding, and when he tried to move, it made him grimace and remain still in the hope that it would go away. That was going to make things difficult… He laid back again, and, looking down his body, noticed that Lou was missing, then realised all of his gear was missing. Now more worried about Lou than anything, he turned his head, trying to look to see if she or his gear was being kept in this room, but, groaning, ended up laying back in defeat, deciding to just remain still for a while.
Honestly much faster than he'd have anticipated, his captor arrived. A man opened the door and entered… Ah. Higgs.
“I came as soon as I saw you wake! Oh, but you look lovely sleeping as well.”
Upon seeing him, a whole bunch of emotions flooded into Sam at once… Anger and confusion were at the front, though. “Ugh… Where is Lou?!"
Higgs held up the bag he had come with. “Here she is. I kept her safe.” He took the pod out of the bag and Sam immediately softened. “Hmm..” Higgs sighed, “The bond between you two.. You’ll be pleased to see that she is just fine.” He walked toward the man, holding out the pod to him.
Sam sat himself up and reached for it, groaning as his head pounded yet again. But he needed his baby. He took the pod and held it in his arms. She was okay…
“Thank you…”
“Well, of course! I don’t want you to hate me. And I have no interest in hurting her. I only have an interest in you~” Higgs' damn smile was so hard to look away from..
Sam stayed silent now, as he had absolutely no idea how to respond to that. God, he’s… Ugh.
“Hey, I noticed you’ve been making the expressions you do when something hurts, which is probably my fault. Let me help..” Higgs reached for his head, wanting to siphon his pain, but instinctually, Sam leaned back until he met the wall, holding Lou tightly.
“Aw, don’t be like that.. You can’t get any further now anyway.” As he spoke, he came closer, now placing his hands on Sam’s head.
Sam made a sort of growling noise.. Then started to feel the pounding subside. He could not deny, he was painless now.
“All better~? You know, you remind me of a wolf, growling like that..” Higgs stroked his hair, softly running his hand down the back of his head. “But that means you’re just a puppy on the inside~”
Sam felt the hairs on his neck raise as Higgs did that. He figured he must also be starting to flush by now.. Damn this man…
He spoke quietly, but with a sharp edge. “Then what are you? A snake? ..Will you get off me now?”
“Ouch! That's not very nice! But I’ll let it slide this once..” Higgs took his hands away and backed up a bit to give him some space. “I like to think I’m the most like a cat~ Meow~ Heheh.”
“..Okay, whatever. Look, are you going to tell me what you want?”
Higgs grinned and reached behind him, clinking the existing wrist cuff against the metal bedframe, as well as another he had added himself, holding them out for Sam to see.
Sam’s mostly neutral expression turned into something rather indescribable as yet again a mix of emotions hit him. “..Mhm. Great. Now I don’t want to know.”
“Aw, but that’s no fun! I just want to take Lou and put her on the wall here, she’ll still be near you, I just need your arms free so I can put them up in these. Alright?”
“Ugh.. Not like I can say no, huh? If you kill me, you know I’ll just come back, so unless your idea of a good time is going to be killing me forever, maybe save us both the trouble..”
“Oh, no. No, no, no. I don’t want to kill you at all! I have something much more enjoyable in mind~ Now if you’ll please give her to me..”
Sam let Higgs take her very reluctantly. He watched closely as he put her on the wall. Well, he supposed it was safe enough. “Can she still see me? She might start crying if not..”
Higgs checked. “Yes, she should be able to. All good, then?”
“For being your, uh, prisoner, I guess so..”
“Wonderful~ Let’s put these on you, shall we?” He took ahold of Sam’s hands and slipped the cuffs onto his wrists, clicked them shut, and made sure they were securely attached to the rung. “Comfortable~?”
Sam forced himself to stay as still as he could as this was happening. He really did not want to give him anything by way of response. He spoke under his breath, “…That kind of depends on your definition…”
“Yes, well…” Higgs got onto the bed, gently kneeling over him. “Hmm.. Where to start~?”
Sam trained his eyes into the ceiling. Don’t move, don’t react…
Higgs leaned closer and purred, “How lovely you are like this~”
Sam turned his head to the side, his rigid expression faltering for a moment. The mix of nuanced feelings this man gave him was really starting to build up.
Higgs placed a fingertip on Sam’s bicep and delicately trailed it down, following those fascinating handprints, coming to his shoulder, and making the way to his pec. He watched in delight as he began to tremble, using so much force in concentrating on fighting his reflexes.
Goosebumps spread all across his upper body as Higgs retraced the line up to his bicep. He smirked and went right back down, but now continued, softly, slowly, trailing down to his ribs. Sam’s breath hitched. Higgs trailed up again, and Sam started to shudder in earnest, his muscles tensing wherever Higgs touched, and he turned his head to the other side now, trying to avoid feeling his gaze, but it didn’t help.
Higgs traced his fingertip now across his ribs, to his abdomen. This scar here… “Gorgeous scar…” He murmured. “Well- your whole.. everything.. is gorgeous.”
Sam didn’t know if he should say something.. But he couldn’t think of anything to say in the first place. All of this was so overwhelming…
Higgs decided to go for using all of his fingertips now, which, upon contact, made Sam inhale through his teeth. Higgs looked up from gazing at his muscles to see that his eyebrows were knit just about as far as they would go, in a strange, almost pained expression.
“Hey, you don’t look very well.. Is something the matter?”
“No, I-” Sam’s voice wavered.. God damnit, I knew this was going to happen… “It’s-” He could feel the lump forming in his throat, took a shaking breath, and subsequently choked on it. “Hgh– Gahhh, I just-”
There was a crack starting to form in Higgs’ heart.. He had just wanted to play with his 'toy'.. Except, that wasn't really all, was it? He wasn't quite sure what to do… He briefly froze in this position, hands pulled back in surprise, looking down at this man who was now breathing quickly and shallowly, trying to stop himself from completely breaking down.
“Oh, man… What… Uh…” Higgs reached and unclasped the cuffs. “There… I’m sorry…"
Sam brought his arms down gratefully… He honestly wouldn’t have expected him to do that. “You- It’s-” He inhaled sharply. “It’s not exactly your fault, I’m-” I can’t stop it. The tears had filled up too much now, and broke the surface tension, spilling over. Higgs’ heart cracked more.
Sam put his arms over his face, anchoring his hands in his hair, and cried. He was not the type to wail. Instead he gasped between silent sobs.
Higgs just knelt there, watching him, feeling his heart totally break into pieces now. Did this seriously have to be the way he determined that Sam was not just a plaything, that he was pretty much in love with him?!
After a while, Sam had calmed enough to stop actively crying, and he gathered enough breath to speak again. “God… I’m- I’m sorry. I just got so overwhelmed… Until now, my wife was the only person who had ever… said such things to me… and… touched… me… like this…”
“Oh… It's okay, I understand..” Higgs had the bright idea to take Lou off the wall and hand her to him, and got off the bed, going to get a clean hand towel from the shower area.
Sam took her and held her in his arms, gently rocking back and forth. She seemed to be doing alright.
Higgs returned shortly, bringing with him the towel and a bottle of water off one of the tables. Sam was softly humming that melody he knew to her.. He stopped and looked up as Higgs came back, and as he registered the man, he felt this sense of warmth emanating from him that hadn’t really been there before.
The virulent way Higgs felt toward most people and things was just about the exact opposite when it came to Sam… At first this attraction had manifested as a simple lust, (perhaps obsession spurred on by Sam not responding to him very much), but… He knew now that there was definitely so much more depth to it…
Higgs put the bottle of water down on the bed next to him and handed him the towel. Sam nodded thanks and set Lou in front of him, and wiped his face with the towel. He gave a small weary smile. “Thank you..”
Higgs returned the smile. He felt so conflicted now… He was honestly hoping to keep going with him, while he still had him here… But he also could see just how intense this was for him, and he didn’t want to push it at the moment… He decided to sit on the bed and hold out his hand to him.
Sam looked at Higgs’ hand for a moment, then took it in his own. Imagine that, fuckin' holding hands… He looked down at Lou, who looked back up at him with that innocence only babies have.
“Sam… Please, can we start over? I just.. I really just want to touch you… Please..”
“...W- Uh…” He lightly shook his head, trying to process. “I.. Alright…”
Higgs smiled gratefully, and carefully picked Lou up and placed her back on the wall, set the bottle aside, and then gently pushed Sam back into laying down, took hold of each arm, raised them, and slid his hands back into the cuffs.
“Thank you, so much~”
Sam muttered an acknowledgement, and turned his head to the side again on instinct, but had no time to brace himself or anything as Higgs put his hands on his chest, making him jump slightly. Sam found himself involuntarily tensing again as Higgs slowly slid his hands down, feeling his body responding under his fingers.
Higgs smiled softly. “Fear ain't the only thing you can feel when touched, hmm~?”
“That’s-” Sam started, but Higgs continued, sliding further down to his waist, cutting his words off as he jolted reflexively. “Kgh-”
“Ooh…” Higgs cooed. “Well, now I simply must continue~” He grinned as Sam pressed his head back into the bed, training his eyes into the ceiling again, trying to ignore him. “Let’s try something~”
Higgs leaned closer, until he got right up against his skin, and began to kiss down his abdomen. Sam’s instincts snapped into the highest level of ‘on-edge’, and he made a sort of an uncomfortable grunting noise as he felt it. That… Feels… Oh, man…
Higgs looked up. The last thing he wanted was to make Sam truly upset. “Oh.. Not good..?”
“Uh- No, I… It’s… Okay…”
“Ah, I see~” Higgs resumed, enjoying the involuntary responses he was having. He had started on the left side, and after reaching his hip, lightly bit over the bone, just for fun, to see what would happen.
“Nngh-!” Sam jolted upon feeling the bite- the sudden sharp sensation after all this soft trailing really got to him.
Higgs looked back up, a bit worried now. “Does that hurt bad?”
“Not- Not really? I don’t know- Just hitting the nerves, or… something…”
“So you’re more sensitive here~ Hmm~”
“I- obviously… What are you insinuating, though?”
“Oh, nothing, nothing at all~”
“You cryptic fuck..”
“Hey! It’s mysterious! And sexy!”
“Yeah, uh-huh.”
“Hmph, whatever…” Higgs waved his hand in a dismissive motion, going back to focusing on Sam’s body.. Sam realised he was about to start again and tried to prepare himself.
Higgs adjusted his position and gently bit him again, eliciting a similar reaction to before; a sort of moan leaving him. He then moved to the middle and began to kiss back up his abdomen, to his chest. Sam clenched his fists.. He couldn’t stop himself from slightly jolting with every touch, and Higgs picked up on this. “Aren’t you jumpy~?”
“Ngh- seriously…” The buildup of all this gentle stuff made his insides burn. It was like death by a thousand cuts…
Higgs smiled and moved to the right side now. He kissed back down to his hip, making Sam practically whine like a dog. Higgs looked at him adoringly. “Aww, and there’s the puppy~!”
“Shut up…”
He grinned. “Y'know, you’re much more responsive to this than I would've thought…”
“Ugh, I.. Guess I’m not really.. resisting.. anymore, so…”
“Ah, well, thank you for trusting me~”
“Yeah.. Um.. Are you almost done…?”
“Mm, not yet, unless you really need me to be…” Higgs put his hands on Sam’s chest, to which he jolted yet again.
“Nnh- Man, I- Fuckin’.. Okay, fine…”
“Ooh~ So, here, and your hips, and..” Higgs murmured, essentially catalogueing the areas he’d had the most intense reactions to.
Sam didn’t respond. He was just trying to prevent himself from making too much more noise.
Higgs decided to back off the intensity for a bit, hoping that it would help him feel a little less stressed… He leaned down to kiss him again, but this time, adjusted his position some, now aiming to kiss his face and neck. Sam tensed for a moment as he wasn’t sure if Higgs was going to bite him some more or what, then softened as Higgs began to kiss him.
Higgs was a truly beautiful man, how striking his eyes were, and how his lips settled into this alluring shape that Sam could only think to describe as ‘cat-like’- very fitting of what they had talked about earlier.
“You’re too pretty, it hurts..” Sam quipped quietly, adjusting himself under the man, trying to widen his shoulders a bit to give him more room. He didn’t realise Higgs was about to get really into it…
“Aww, you really think so~?” Higgs purred and softly nipped at his ear. Sam inhaled through his teeth again, his heart starting to really pound.
Higgs pulled away, smirking, and set his hands on Sam’s waist, fiddling with his pants until he could pull them down some. His adonis belt was now visible, and Higgs’ eyes lit up. “Oh-ho~ You know they call these your ‘cum gutters’? Heheh…”
Sam definitely would’ve told him to shut up again, but Higgs slowly trailed his fingertips down the lines, making him shudder and cutting him off. All of a sudden, he jolted violently, as Higgs dug his fingertips deep into the crevices.
Sam could have sworn his heart skipped several beats. “HNNGh-”
“Oooh~! Mmm, let’s do that some more, if you please~” Higgs dug in again, quicker now, pressing all the way into his bones, sending his nerves absolutely haywire, making him jolt heavily with every press of his fingers.
“NnGH!! HaaAH-! Aaargh- Okay, OKAY-! FUCKing HELL!! H-Higgs, ugh-!!!” Any lingering slow burning feeling from all that gentle stuff earlier was long gone now, replaced by something more like electric shocks. This was bad.
“Wow!! This is amazing~!! I didn’t realise you were this sensitive~!”
…Oh, come on. He couldn’t stand it anymore, tossing his head side to side as his body shook under the assault. “Please! I can’t…”
“Alright, alright, I’ll be nice.” Higgs grinned and stopped, watching him now pant for air.
“..Hah… Ahh… Fuck… Have you had enough yet..?”
“Hmm... I don’t want to make you too stressed, so, yes. You’ve been so good for me, thank you~!”
“Okay, great… Yeah, yeah… Would you please uncuff me now…?”
“Oh, of course.” Higgs got off him and unclasped the cuffs, and when he was finished, he grabbed the bottle of water nearby, and held it up to Sam. “Here, drink.”
Sam sat up, rubbing his wrists, gratefully taking the bottle and drinking from it. He maneuvered around so he could get a look at Lou. The sight of her, surprisingly sleeping through all the commotion, made him feel better.
Sam offered the bottle to Higgs, who declined, but took it and set it back down. Sam, now empty-handed, seized Higgs’ off-guard body and wrested him into the same position he had just been in, quickly grabbing the cuffs and shoving the surprised man’s wrists into them before he could do anything.
Higgs stammered for a moment, the sight of such a determined-looking Sam really stunning him, then managed, “Oh, boy...”
“That’s right, it's time to be good for me now.” Sam growled. “You need a taste of your own medicine.”
“Hmm, I- I’m liking this side of you~” He tried to keep up his tough act, but it was faltering, and he knew it.
“Well, let’s see how you like this.” Sam ran his rough hands up Higgs’ sides, feeling him react immediately. Higgs instinctively held his breath, an intense giddy feeling bubbling up in his chest, as Sam now ran his hands back down and held his waist. Sam had a very strong grip built up over the years of his job, and now put it to good use, squeezing into Higgs’ sides.
…There was absolutely zero chance of Higgs resisting that. He sputtered as the sensation spread through his abdomen, lighting that giddy feeling on fire. He burst into strings of giggles, and would’ve been kicking his legs if not for Sam’s weight on top of him. “AHEHeheheheheh-!! Ah- Wohow-! Heheheheheheh!!!”
Sam carried on squeezing, making the location and pressure slightly different each time, keeping him from getting used to it. Higgs dissolved into heavy laughter, unable to get enough air to try and say anything, like perhaps a defiant remark- any time he gasped for air, more laughter immediately followed. ...There was no recovering from this.
“So that definitely works,” Sam said casually, “Isn’t it so nice now that you’re the one experiencing this for a change?”
Higgs just nodded frantically. His face and neck were burning, and tears were already pricking his eyes.
Sam decided to let him breathe for a minute and let up. The poor man heaved for air between residual giggles, and as he finally caught enough breath, Sam asked, “Now who’s the sensitive one?”
“Phew... Aw, fine, I am, I'll admit it!”
“Good. Hmm. Do you want to choose what I do next, or should I surprise you?”
“Woah, really? Uhhm… I'll go with… Surprise me…?”
“Alright, don’t say I never gave you a chance.”
Before Higgs could fully process that terrifying statement and respond, his mind went blank as that giddy feeling exploded back into his chest. Sam prodded up and down his ribs, and pressing into the bone was very easy here, sending Higgs’ nerves haywire now in retribution. Higgs yelped and fell into a fresh fit of laughter, jerking back and forth as Sam continued.
“AHhhahahahahaha!! HAhah- HaHAhahahahaha!!!”
Sam now prodded down, down, making his way to his stomach, digging into his abs and finding the small soft pockets between the muscles and getting into there, too. The feeling was instant, and somehow even worse. Higgs hadn’t ever had this done to him this powerfully before. He would have yelped again, but ended up gasping at the same time, and spent a second stuck like that before the sensations made him continue squirming. He lost it, cackling, his face and neck bright red now and tears starting to stream.
“No, no sorry, are you kidding me?! Hey, come here.” Sam took hold of Higgs’ shoulders and brought him close. Higgs collapsed into Sam’s arms, sobbing. It seemed the rush all the excitement had caused had really flooded him now.
Sam had a memory of his wife again… He let Higgs cry into his shoulder, deciding to softly stroke his hair as he did.
They stayed like that for quite a while, until Higgs had calmed and looked up at Sam. “Thank you…” He murmured, smiling weakly.
“Of course.. I’ll be less ruthless next time, okay?”
“Ah.. So.. So will I.”
“It’s agreed, then. Thank you.”
Sam moved and retrieved Lou from the wall. He brought her to hold between himself and Higgs, and they gazed at her together. She woke, and pressed her little hands up to the pod’s interior surface.
“Hi, Lou,” Higgs said softly. “Your dad is really something, you know that?”
(I suck at titles, sorry- I don't know what to name this one. Also I finally learned how to put a "cut" in the post. ALSO, this fic doesn't have any sex, there's only kissing because this is a romantic relationship, but Tumblr is putting a "mature" label on it for some reason, so I apologise.)
Summary: Anna has one of those collars that negates her powers. And with it, a welcome break from her gloves. Remy is wearing his crop top again, and she decides to try a method of affection that's a little different.
Word Count: 1,332
Author's Note: You'll never guess! I'm ignoring canon stuff again! I miss him... (IN THIS, EVERYONE IS ALIVE AND OKAY!!! Also, in the show, Gambit tended to speak in third person (like, “Rogue always comes to Gambit's rescue!”). It’s probably just like, a personality quirk, because I think he does that in the comics as well sometimes, but for this I made him speak normally the whole time just so everything would be easier to understand. And I did write both of them with accents by cutting off some parts of words (for example, “doin’” instead of “doing"), and saying things like “ain’t”, but I didn’t want to go to all the trouble of also writing *all* the vowel sounds and pronunciation differences, because at that point it would just be harder to read, so… Please excuse the somewhat strange writing…)
“Goodness, Remy…” Anna walked to the man leaning against the counter. “Are ya tryin’ to impress somebody? ‘Cause it’s workin’. I didn’ get to say this last time I saw ya- you look reeeal darn cute in that!”
Remy looked surprised. “Huh? ...Cute?” People usually liked to say.. Other things… About him. “That’s the word you pick to describe me..?”
“Why, yes it is.. I don’t suppose you’re goin’a get all shy on me now, are ya?”
“Well, I…” It seemed he ran out of comebacks quite fast when it came to her… She was one of the few people that could really make him flustered, and she knew it.
“Are ya rejectin’ my compliment, mister?” Anna went right up next to him, eyeing his exposed waist. He was muscular, but lean, not bulky like Hank or Logan.
“I just don’t get that one much.”
“It sure fits, don’t it~?”
She moved to place her hands on him, but paused as he interjected, “Wait, your gloves-”
She smiled, putting her hands on his lower back, which caused him to freeze up. “I’ve actually got my powers on pause, see~”
He turned a bit nervously to look down at her, a little too aware of her hands, but still trying to focus on what she was saying. “Oh, the collar…?”
“Mm-hmm, an’ I want to enjoy this time~” She moved round so that she was in front now, and went to kiss him.
He was a little taken aback. They got to do this so rarely… But quickly he adapted.. He returned the kiss, falling deeper in love with her by the minute.
The two stayed like that for a long moment, before she pulled away and grinned, and began to move to stand behind him. “Surely ya don’t mind…? I have just got to feel you~”
She put her hands back where they had been, then slowly slid them forward to rest right above his hips. “Showin’ off this delightful section.. such a pretty piece~”
His nerves fired immediately, the sensation making him lose all of his remaining cool. “Of course I- Hngh- I don’t, but–”
“What, sugar~?” She was right behind him now, with her arms around his waist, and trailed her fingertips across his skin, up from his hips, to his stomach, and began prodding up and down into his abs.
Remy yelped, doubling forward, laughter suddenly spilling out of him, as her teasing tone and slow, prolonged movements had given him so much anticipation that it overloaded everything else, rendering him unable to resist. No chance of him staying collected..
He had a sort of manufactured appearance for the public; suave, debonair, all those things; so Anna hadn’t really been able to elicit this type of thing from him much. Oh, she was thrilled. His laugh was in a similar register to his speaking voice, just more pitchy, and all that smoothness was gone- he sounded vulnerable; genuine.
“I ain’t hardly started and you’re already pleadin’.. Oooh, what a goldmine ya are~”
He couldn’t come up with much of a response, and stumbled a bit as he had gone too far with his body weight and tried to rebalance himself; but it was no use, he couldn’t think about anything except her hands. He sank to the floor and tried to curl into a ball, but she was quickly on top of him, flattening him onto his back, now skittering her fingertips up and down his sides.
The feeling sent him into a fresh fit of laughter. This was maddening, and he couldn’t do anything about it…
“Ah-! Hahahahaha!! Damnit-! Ahah- AHahahahaha!!”
Anna didn’t want to overwhelm him too quickly, so she stopped her attack for a moment. He tried to catch his breath, feeling how flushed he was already getting.
After catching his breath, he spoke quietly, “This is.. embarrassin’, chère…”
“Awww… Why, hun..?”
“..Just.. Not used to bein’.. Outta control, I guess..”
“Oh, but that’s the best part~! It ain’t like we got others watchin’..~”
“Mm…”
“If ya truly ain’t comfortable, I’ll stop an’ I won’t do it again, alright? But, I promise, if anything, this makes ya more desirable to me~”
He figured he must really be flushed now.. “You sure are convincin’… Okay, I’ll.. I’ll deal…”
As he spoke, she checked her position and made sure he was pinned evenly (by her sitting on his legs). She was so very pleased with him. “Thank ya, baby~”
She poised to attack once more. He had to put his hands over his face- He’d honestly had no idea it could get this bad.. He was so flustered he felt like his skin was nearly burning right off his skull.
Anna started off slow, wanting to see all the different types of reactions he’d have. She crawled her fingertips over his stomach. He was very jumpy… A stream of nervous giggles left him right away.
“What is it, sugar~? Ya never can seem to get to sayin’ whatever you’re tryin’a say…” She lightly prodded into his ribs now, watching him jolt each time she did.
“HAh-! H- Aarghhh- Thihihis is sohohoho– Ah, plehehehease..!!”
“This is a joy, is what it is~!” She paused her actions for a moment, bringing her hands to hover over his stomach. She watched him calm slightly, but she knew he was anticipating her starting again.
“No- no, it- it ain't, nohot- not eheven-”
“Aw, sorry, sugar, I just cain’t believe ya when you’re all giggly like that…” Her grin widened. “How’s about this: No stoppin’ until ya actually need me to~”
Her teases only continued to send his flustered levels past anything he had ever felt before. He didn’t actually hate this, especially coming from her, but… Eventually it was certainly going to be too much… “W- Well-” he started, then jumped as he felt her place her hands back on his stomach. “H- Eheh-!”
Anna had been tracking what made him react the most. She quickly swiped her fingertips across his abs, watching him squirm.
He felt his teeth grinding as he clamped his mouth shut, his instincts having suddenly kicked in (too late), making him try to stay quiet now. Of course that proved impossible- she broke him easily by drilling her fingertips into his waist, which sent him into yet another fit.
“YAH- Hahahahaha!! I ca- Ahh-aha- I can’t- AHhahHAhahahaha!!”
He was getting more frantic, having to move his hands to gripping for dear life into his hair so that he had something to hold on to, hopefully preventing himself from reflexively slugging her..
“Hmm, an’ what about this here~?” Anna cooed. She shifted down a bit and began to knead into his hips, as his pants were fairly low-waisted.
Upon hearing this, she took her hands off him, noting how red he was, and watched him breathe heavily until he calmed enough to properly talk.
“Awww, y’alright, babydoll?”
He was so tired, but being under her like this meant he got to be up close, and he loved her, and if this is what she wanted to do when she could touch him, he would just have to take it.
He rubbed his eyes and pushed his hair back out of his face. “Hahhhh…” He sighed, finally having caught most of his breath. “I’m.. okay.. but... Jeez, you owe me some normal lovin’ now…”
She got off his legs and knelt next to him, then leaned forward to kiss him again. “You got a deal~”
They kissed, and then she helped him up off the floor. “Ya know, I bet the floor’s pretty uncomfortable.. How’s about we go to my room and we finish this deal?”
Remy couldn’t help but get excited. “Ah, chère, I’ll never turn that down.”
ANNA MARIE THE LITTLE FREAK I LOVE YOU FOR THIS YESSS ROMY AAAUGHHHHHHHHHH im crazy girl eating at buffet today. this is peak peak peak peak peak gambit's speaking manners and nature make him so ticklish sounding im oging to tweak id love to draw andc write him AHH
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(I suck at titles, sorry- I don't know what to name this one. Also I finally learned how to put a "cut" in the post. ALSO, this fic doesn't have any sex, there's only kissing because this is a romantic relationship, but Tumblr is putting a "mature" label on it for some reason, so I apologise.)
Summary: Anna has one of those collars that negates her powers. And with it, a welcome break from her gloves. Remy is wearing his crop top again, and she decides to try a method of affection that's a little different.
Word Count: 1,332
Author's Note: You'll never guess! I'm ignoring canon stuff again! I miss him... (IN THIS, EVERYONE IS ALIVE AND OKAY!!! Also, in the show, Gambit tended to speak in third person (like, “Rogue always comes to Gambit's rescue!”). It’s probably just like, a personality quirk, because he does that in the comics as well, but for this I made him speak normally the whole time just so everything would be easier to understand. And I did write both of them with accents by cutting off some parts of words (for example, “doin’” instead of “doing"), and saying things like “ain’t”, but I didn’t want to go to all the trouble of also writing *all* the vowel sounds and pronunciation differences, because at that point it would just be harder to read, so… Please excuse the somewhat strange writing…)
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“Goodness, Remy…” Anna walked to the man leaning against the counter. “Are ya tryin’ to impress somebody? ‘Cause it’s workin’. I didn’ get to say this last time I saw ya- you look reeeal darn cute in that!”
Remy looked surprised. “Huh? ...Cute?” People usually liked to say.. Other things… About him. “That’s the word you pick to describe me..?”
“Why, yes it is.. I don’t suppose you’re goin’a get all shy on me now, are ya?”
“Well, I…” It seemed he ran out of comebacks quite fast when it came to her… She was one of the few people that could really make him flustered, and she knew it.
“Are ya rejectin’ my compliment, mister?” Anna went right up next to him, eyeing his exposed waist. He was muscular, but lean, not bulky like Hank or Logan.
“I just don’t get that one much.”
“It sure fits, don’t it~?”
She moved to place her hands on him, but paused as he interjected, “Wait, your gloves-”
She smiled, putting her hands on his lower back, which caused him to freeze up. “I’ve actually got my powers on pause, see~”
He turned a bit nervously to look down at her, a little too aware of her hands, but still trying to focus on what she was saying. “Oh, the collar…?”
“Mm-hmm, an’ I want to enjoy this time~” She moved round so that she was in front now, and went to kiss him.
He was a little taken aback. They got to do this so rarely… But quickly he adapted.. He returned the kiss, falling deeper in love with her by the minute.
The two stayed like that for a long moment, before she pulled away and grinned, and began to move to stand behind him. “Surely ya don’t mind…? I have just got to feel you~”
She put her hands back where they had been, then slowly slid them forward to rest right above his hips. “Showin’ off this delightful section.. such a pretty piece~”
His nerves fired immediately, the sensation making him lose all of his remaining cool. “Of course I- Hngh- I don’t, but–”
“What, sugar~?” She was right behind him now, with her arms around his waist, and trailed her fingertips across his skin, up from his hips, to his stomach, and began prodding up and down into his abs.
Remy yelped, doubling forward, laughter suddenly spilling out of him, as her teasing tone and slow, prolonged movements had given him so much anticipation that it overloaded everything else, rendering him unable to resist. No chance of him staying collected..
He had a sort of manufactured appearance for the public; suave, debonair, all those things; so Anna hadn’t really been able to elicit this type of thing from him much. Oh, she was thrilled. His laugh was in a similar register to his speaking voice, just more pitchy, and all that smoothness was gone- he sounded vulnerable; genuine.
“I ain’t hardly started and you’re already pleadin’.. Oooh, what a goldmine ya are~”
He couldn’t come up with much of a response, and stumbled a bit as he had gone too far with his body weight and tried to rebalance himself; but it was no use, he couldn’t think about anything except her hands. He sank to the floor and tried to curl into a ball, but she was quickly on top of him, flattening him onto his back, now skittering her fingertips up and down his sides.
The feeling sent him into a fresh fit of laughter. This was maddening, and he couldn’t do anything about it…
“Ah-! Hahahahaha!! Damnit-! Ahah- AHahahahaha!!”
Anna didn’t want to overwhelm him too quickly, so she stopped her attack for a moment. He tried to catch his breath, feeling how flushed he was already getting.
After catching his breath, he spoke quietly, “This is.. embarrassin’, chère…”
“Awww… Why, hun..?”
“..Just.. Not used to bein’.. Outta control, I guess..”
“Oh, but that’s the best part~! It ain’t like we got others watchin’..~”
“Mm…”
“If ya truly ain’t comfortable, I’ll stop an’ I won’t do it again, alright? But, I promise, if anything, this makes ya more desirable to me~”
He figured he must really be flushed now.. “You sure are convincin’… Okay, I’ll.. I’ll deal…”
As he spoke, she checked her position and made sure he was pinned evenly (by her sitting on his legs). She was so very pleased with him. “Thank ya, baby~”
She poised to attack once more. He had to put his hands over his face- He’d honestly had no idea it could get this bad.. He was so flustered he felt like his skin was nearly burning right off his skull.
Anna started off slow, wanting to see all the different types of reactions he’d have. She crawled her fingertips over his stomach. He was very jumpy… A stream of nervous giggles left him right away.
“What is it, sugar~? Ya never can seem to get to sayin’ whatever you’re tryin’a say…” She lightly prodded into his ribs now, watching him jolt each time she did.
“HAh-! H- Aarghhh- Thihihis is sohohoho– Ah, plehehehease..!!”
“This is a joy, is what it is~!” She paused her actions for a moment, bringing her hands to hover over his stomach. She watched him calm slightly, but she knew he was anticipating her starting again.
“No- no, it- it ain't, nohot- not eheven-”
“Aw, sorry, sugar, I just cain’t believe ya when you’re all giggly like that…” Her grin widened. “How’s about this: No stoppin’ until ya actually need me to~”
Her teases only continued to send his flustered levels past anything he had ever felt before. He didn’t actually hate this, especially coming from her, but… Eventually it was certainly going to be too much… “W- Well-” he started, then jumped as he felt her place her hands back on his stomach. “H- Eheh-!”
Anna had been tracking what made him react the most. She quickly swiped her fingertips across his abs, watching him squirm.
He felt his teeth grinding as he clamped his mouth shut, his instincts having suddenly kicked in (too late), making him try to stay quiet now. Of course that proved impossible- she broke him easily by drilling her fingertips into his waist, which sent him into yet another fit.
“YAH- Hahahahaha!! I ca- Ahh-aha- I can’t- AHhahHAhahahaha!!”
He was getting more frantic, having to move his hands to gripping for dear life into his hair so that he had something to hold on to, hopefully preventing himself from reflexively slugging her..
“Hmm, an’ what about this here~?” Anna cooed. She shifted down a bit and began to knead into his hips, as his pants were fairly low-waisted.
Upon hearing this, she took her hands off him, noting how red he was, and watched him breathe heavily until he calmed enough to properly talk.
“Awww, y’alright, babydoll?”
He was so tired, but being under her like this meant he got to be up close, and he loved her, and if this is what she wanted to do when she could touch him, he would just have to take it.
He rubbed his eyes and pushed his hair back out of his face. “Hahhhh…” He sighed, finally having caught most of his breath. “I’m.. okay.. but... Jeez, you owe me some normal lovin’ now…”
She got off his legs and knelt next to him, then leaned forward to kiss him again. “You got a deal~”
They kissed, and then she helped him up off the floor. “Ya know, I bet the floor’s pretty uncomfortable.. How’s about we go to my room and we finish this deal?”
Remy couldn’t help but get excited. “Ah, chère, I’ll never turn that down.”
I’d love to come home and immediately push him down onto the bed, distracting him with slow kisses down his neck and chest as I snake my ropes around his arms, coiling around each wrist, weaving around the bed all the way down to his ankles, trapping him in a web of the twisted strands. My little toy ready and so eager to be played with~
Such a pretty sight to see, my beloved plaything all exposed, trembling in anticipation. And of course I’ll make it sooo much worse, laying down next to him, whispering in his ear, “shh stay still, you’ll need your energy for later,” as I slowly drag my meticulously filed, claw shaped nails down his chest, barely making contact, my touch a mere shadow on his oh so sensitive skin. I’d stare as goosebumps start to rise, moving my hands over each and every one of his spots, letting him try to flinch and squirm away but to no avail~
After who knows how long, it’ll begin, quick spidering motions up and down his sides, vibrating fingertips in between his ribs, soft squeezes and pinches starting at his hips, rapidly traveling down his thighs, sudden rough clawing at his underarms, lightning fast scratches up and down his soles, the list goes on and on. Just a flurry of techniques intertwining into a torturous dance. His laughter and screams reaching my ears just taunt me into destroying him more and more~
I want the sensations to completely overwhelm him, every nerve lighting up, sending electric shockwaves to his brain, no thoughts forming besides how bad it tkls, and wondering when I’ll stop, but unbeknownst to him, I’ll be wondering the same exact thing~
As he starts to beg, it’ll just fuel my fire more, i just adore hearing the panic slowly build up, his voice becoming more frantic, his squirming becoming more like thrashing, the fear flashing in his eyes as he realizes there’s nothing he can do to make me stop~
But eventually I’d let my precious little toy recover, kissing him gently just underneath his ear murmuring “You did so well my love, you’re such a good boy for me,” continuing to praise him as I release him from his bonds, tenderly rubbing the rope marks littered around his skin, before pulling him into my chest, petting him gently as we both fall asleep. My darling needs his rest before I get to play with him again after all.
Summary: Wally just couldn't have his friend sulking anymore. He needed to do something about it.
Word Count: 1,462
Author's Note: Hi! Here's me ignoring canon stuff again... Basically imagine this taking place during season 3 when Dick really starts to have his leadership role solidified. And Wally is still here! (God I miss him...) Also beware, this is like super cheesy, I just felt like writing a bit more of a simple plot.
Also, hello to my 9 followers! Wow! I'm back after like.. exactly a year. I am so sorry you guys, thank you for sticking around. The past year to now is the most busy I have ever been, I got a full time job and it's really taking up my life. I used to be able to write so much more... I'm gonna be so slow now... But... I'll do my best!!! This is one I've had for like 2 years, I just cleaned it up because I really want to post... Next I need to actually finish my sequel Wri/Neuv fic...
Dick had been in his room at the base for quite some time, sulking, after their latest mission didn’t go so well. Various members of the team tried to visit, wanting to check on him, and he would send them away.
Eventually, Wally had enough, and phased through the molecules in the wall to his room, appearing inside, wanting him to feel better already. “Hey, man!”
“Wh-” Dick was sitting on the floor. He started, surprised to see him. “Oh. Wally, I appreciate you, but… Please leave me alone.”
“But I don’t want to! You’re all mopey and I can’t have that. I hate it when the team gets like this. It was just a mission!”
“...I…” He trailed off, not sure what to say in response.
“Well, I brought you some stuff!" Wally held up the bag he was carrying. "Snacks and drinks. I got your favorites!"
Dick looked at him with appreciation. "I, um, don't want those right now, but thank you."
“Okay.” Wally put the bag onto the table next to his bed, then sat down on the floor next to him.
Dick sighed. “Do you want something?”
“Just to see if you were okay. You need a distraction! Come on, what would get you up and about?”
“...” He was honestly blindsided.. Wally had a way of being vehemently supportive without really trying.
“Come ooon!” He reached and put his hand on Dick’s shoulder and squeezed, trying to be comforting, which caused him to flinch and jolt slightly. Wally noticed and took his hand back, apologising. Dick waved it away.
After seeing his reaction to being touched, something in the back of Wally's mind came forward. He acted on it, knowing he’d probably get chewed out later, but.. It would be worth it.
Wally essentially pounced on him, knocking them both flat, but he scrambled up and sat on top of Dick’s legs, pinning him down. Dick stared at him, adrenaline causing him to freeze. Wally grinned at him.
“Well, fine. If you’re not gonna try to feel better… I have to do this myself!”
Dick started to try to say something, maybe a plea, as he figured out what was happening. But Wally acted fast- because of course he did- and got right to it, giving Dick no chance of preparation. He started prodding his fingertips into his ribs through his thin muscle shirt. Dick inhaled sharply, trying to jerk away, but unfortunately didn't get anywhere.
Wally exclaimed gleefully, “Yes! It works!” He stopped to grab onto Dick’s wrists together and hold them against the floor as best he could.
Dick was nervous, he knew exactly what was coming. He was already getting worried, “Whatever you think you're gonna achieve by this… Don't…” He started trying to take his wrists out of Wally’s grasp, but he was so focused on what he might do next that he couldn't fully concentrate on removing himself.
“Aha! So you don’t want me to keep going! Which means it affects you! Maybe a lot!” Wally grinned and started prodding into his ribs again.
Dick yelped, “No, no! Stop–” and twisted about some more. It was increasingly difficult to do much of anything with the sensation setting his nerves on fire. He couldn't help it, a wobbly smile started to force its way onto his face.
Wally squeezed up and down Dick’s side, and he convulsed as he desperately tried to stay quiet, the feeling building in his chest. When Wally started to vibrate his fingers, Dick couldn’t resist anymore and broke instantly, tossing his head back, strangled laughter and protests spilling out of him. “AH-! Ahah- Hahahahahaha!! Nooohohoho, don't!! Wally!"
“Aww, there, was that so hard?” Wally asked, nonchalant, annoying.
Dick honestly didn't know when the last time he experienced this was. He acted confident as much as he could, but he was still insecure about quite a few things… This was so embarrassing. Wally had such an advantage with his speed, this vibration was way too much. And he was just really good at this! It was so unfair.
He continued to squirm, not able to do much else. Normally, he would have easily rolled away or some such thing, but it was impossible to put effort into it in his current state. He was just.. So... Embarrassed...
Wally targeted his stomach next, digging into his abs, flimsy shirt doing nothing to protect him, and Dick shook his head, jolting reflexively, his voice raising in pitch, laughter leaving him in fits. “NO, nonono!! HaHA- Ahahahaha!! Wal- HAH- Wally! St-Stohohohop!! AHahahaa- Get ohohohohoff!!”
He could hardly think about anything except how much he wanted to get away, but he was rendered pretty useless by the torment.
“You know, I didn’t think this would work so well,” Wally said casually, changing it up and going lighter, skittering his fingers up and down. “I thought for sure you were stronger than me.”
The change of feeling sent him into uncontrollable giggles. "Nonononono- HEHhehehehehe-" He managed to get out, “Sh- Shut-" It was really hard to talk. “Sh- hEH- Shut up!!” He was too busy trying to curl into a ball to come up with something better.
“Oh, yeah?” Wally smirked. “Says the guy squirming around helplessly. You aren’t even trying to push me off or anything!”
Dick couldn't retort, and all but screeched as Wally had started attacking his abs again, making his way down to his hips, then shifted himself to access his legs better.
“I ca- I CAN’T–” He was entirely unable to say anything further, and he went into frantic cackling when Wally got his hand under his shorts to knead up and down his thigh. Something about that drove him batty. (Pun intended!)
“AH! NONONO!" He shook his head rather desperately. "FUCKfuckFUHUHUCK- Ple- PLEHEHEASE!! HAHAH- Fuck!! HahahahaAHAHAA!!”
The amount of writhing he was doing nearly made Wally fall off, but he managed to stay stable enough to keep at it.
"Ooh, this is a good one, huh?" Wally grinned at the sheer sensitivity of his friend. He hadn't ever done this before- with these results, he would definitely be employing it in the future. Dick couldn't respond to his quip. He was starting to wheeze and fade into shaking silently, hardly able to breathe.
After a few more moments, Wally noticed him losing energy and realised he might have gone too far. He stopped his attack, hoping he would be alright.
Dick gasped for air, twitching a bit. Wally got off of him and watched, concerned. Dick caught his breath after a while, and then quickly got away from his attacker, rolling over backwards, sitting against the wall, hugging his knees to his chest. “...Ugh…” He groaned, burying his face in his knees, just exhausted.
Wally was a bit worried. Did he hurt him?
“Are you okay? I’m really sorry if I went too far.”
He spoke into his knees. “That… Fuck. That was… Horrible.”
Wally grinned. So everything was just fine. “But I achieved my goal, you’re not sad anymore!”
“...I hate you so much."
“Ha! You just hate that I’m right! ‘Cause I’m right! It worked!”
Dick only nodded in response, completely sapped. He didn’t like admitting it, but it was true. That whole experience had completely put everything out of his mind. Although now, he was just stuck feeling self-conscious.
Wally seemed to know what he was thinking about, because he crawled over next to him and sat there. "Dickie... For what it's worth… I think that was really nice… You don't laugh much."
"O- Okay…" Dick fidgeted with his hands. "...Man, using your speed like that was so, so not cool…"
"...Admit it though, it worked great!" Wally grinned triumphantly.
"I can't- even- I can't believe you." But he couldn't stay mad. "Fine."
Dick lifted his head and glared at him, "Don't start."
"YES-"
"...Okay, yeah, deserved." Wally put his hands up in resignation, still grinning.
He waited maybe 10 seconds before getting right back to teasing him. He couldn't help it. "I'm gonna have to do that to you more!"
Dick put his head back on his knees. The flustering was endless. "I'll kill you…"
"Well, you'd be too weak to do anything about it, as demonstrated just now!"
"Just-" He couldn't think how to respond. "Ughhh... This is not fair!"
"Heh, I know, that's why it's so fun!" Wally went and sat against the wall with him, then wrapped his arms around him and pulled him closer. "Come here."
"...Fine." Dick allowed it to happen, then slowly realised how much he needed it. He had really needed everything that happened...
"Wally?"
Wally had Dick in his arms, nestled into his chest.
okie but yknow, i've really been thinking about wrecking some ticklish pretty boys who i know here~
hearing their "plEhehease!" as i target their worst spots and "stAhahaHAP!!" if it's too much for them~ but do i stop? oh nono sweetheart, i absolutely do not! not until there's a safeword said... but in the mean time~
i could tickle my nails up and down your thighs, skitter and dig my thumbs into your hips~
boys who also looove anticipation, this one is for you~ i could tie/pin your arms above your head and slowly wiggle my nails, but hovering them right above your worst spots! and just imagine how giggly you would get hm?~ just a blushy giggly mess~ unable to escape~
gently spidering my nails across their tummy, their ribs, aalll of their worst spots until they're pleading for me to stop~ <3
um- mmmmen. men. boys. guys. ticklish men. men who wheeze. calm/stoic men who will start giggling as soon as you wiggle your fingers at them. guys who blush because of verbal teasing. feather ticklish bois. guys who like being chased. men who can ask for tickles. boys with ticklish ears. guys who would genuinely try to stay still for their ler. men who like both tickling others and being tickled. boys who are playful. mennnn. guys.
hello :) ur writing is very nice! will you post sfw fics as well? /nf, just wondering
Hi! Thank you!
Yeah! Most of my stuff is SFW... (I'm definitely on the asexual spectrum, probably some kind of demisexual, so NSFW stuff isn't usually what I gravitate to, I just got *really* excited about the Wriolette/Neuvithesley pairing.....) After I'm done with those guys, almost all the rest of my fics are totally SFW, either platonic or romantic... I know having my only fic posted rn being NSFW is probably not awesome if you're not into that, so I do apologise. New, SFW stuff coming sometime in the near(I HOPE) future!
