Charlie and Nick are playing a game (I don't mind which one, if you're stuck for ideas maybe twister) and one of them keeps tickling the other as a distraction.
Eventually they cave and wreck the cheater as punishment ?
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Prompt #48 - “Stop cheating!”
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Charlie giggled, withdrawing his hand from Nick’s side. The two boys were currently in the Spring family’s living room, having been sprawled out on the floor with their text books in front of them. This was their near-daily routine; coming back to one of their houses and trying to knock out some of their homework from their day at school, and then spending the rest of their time together watching movies, playing games, and most importantly, making out. Though most times, that plan didn’t go the way it was intended. Nick was easily distracted, and very quickly lost interest in whatever worksheet he was doing. So in order to entertain himself, he’d try to distract Charlie, whether it be laying across his boyfriend’s lap, or whining, or throwing his pens at his head.
Charlie had to bite back a grin when he heard Nick let out a groan, slamming his maths textbook closed. “Charlieeee,” he’d whimpered, pushing his book to the side, “I’m bored.”
“That’s a shocker,” Charlie had replied, chuckling and keeping his eyes trained on his own assignment.
“Come on,” Nick moaned, “let’s take a break. We’ve been working on maths for like an hour now. You especially don’t need to study maths longer than that.”
“Nick, I have a test at the end of the week.” Charlie reminded him, finally glancing up at the older boy.
“And you’re going to ace it! You always have the highest grade out of anyone, and you don’t even need to try!” Nick retorted, moving closer to his boyfriend. When Charlie ignored him, he pouted and rested his head on his shoulder.
“Please, Char? Just for a little bit?”
Charlie contemplated this for a moment, before finally letting out a long yet playful sigh. “Fine. What do you want to do?”
Nick raised his head, smiling brightly. “We should play a game.”
“What game? Mario Kart? Haven’t you learned by now that there’s no way you’ll ever beat me at that?” The younger boy teased, laughing at the incredulous expression on his boyfriend’s face.
“Excuse you, but I happen to remember winning three races last weekend when I was over!”
“Only because I let you win.”
The ginger’s eyes narrowed. “You’re so gonna pay for that later. And anyways, no, not that. I had another game in mind.”
Charlie tilted his head at him, confusion washing over his features. “What game?”
Nick smirked. “Only a game I can finally be the best at. Twister.”
“Twister?” Charlie repeated, raising his eyebrows in surprise. “Why do you wanna play that?”
“Why don’t you want to play?” Nick questioned playfully, “Afraid of losing?”
“No,” Charlie responded, “I’m great at it. You’ve just never brought it up before.”
Charlie was lying. He wasn’t good at Twister. Not only did he lack flexibility, but he had always been the first one to fall during the game when he’d played with his sister or his friends during their annual sleepovers. It wasn’t like he cared that much about the game itself; Charlie was competitive. He didn’t like to lose. That’s why his go-to game had always been Mario Kart. After years of mastering every course, hardly anyone could beat him, except occasionally Tori. But even then, the two siblings were always neck and neck.
“Okay.” Charlie nodded, setting his assignment and books aside. “Let’s play.”
And that’s were the pair were now, having pushed the coffee table to the side of the room in order to have the desired amount of space for the dotted mat. They’d spun a few times already, their positions starting out pretty easy to achieve, until Charlie suddenly had an arm underneath Nick’s body and Nick had under the younger boy’s. By each turn, they were intertwining themselves with each other even more, and Charlie’s balance was getting rather rocky. Nick, however, seemed to be completely stable, hardly ever having to readjust his footing or the placement of his hands to make things easier for himself.
With every spin of the plastic wheel, Charlie seemed to be getting more difficult adjustments to his position, while Nick barely had to move. It just wasn’t fair. Charlie knew his boyfriend was going to win.
“Doing alright, love?” Nick asked periodically, a teasing hint to his tone. “Not feeling too shaky?”
“Perfectly fine,” Charlie answered him through his teeth, choosing to ignore the chuckle that came from the boy above him.
After a few more minutes, Charlie decided he needed to do something to try and get an advantage over his smug boyfriend. And that’s when he reached up with one hand and jabbed him in the stomach.
Nick had flinched, drawing in a small breath, but remaining in the same position as before.
“Charlie,” He said, his voice low, “don’t.”
Charlie snickered, dropping his hand.
After another moment, he reached up again, now squeezing his hip.
Nick yelped, nearly losing his balance, but quickly regaining his composure. “Shit!”
Charlie grinned up at him innocently, trying not to laugh at the glare Nick sent him in return. This was working well for him.
“Charlie, I am warning you,” Nick tried again to be serious, his eyes locked on the boys hands. “Stop cheating!”
“Okay.” Charlie shrugged and reached for the spinner, feeling Nick’s eyes watching his every move.
Nick let out a breath, urging his muscles to relax as much as possible. Hopefully Charlie finally got the message.
About three minutes later, Charlie was prodding at his side, causing the older boy to let out a shriek in surprise. And to Charlie’s delight, this caused Nick to topple over onto his back.
“Ha!” Charlie pumped his fists into the air victoriously, “I win!”
Nick stared up at his boyfriend, his eyes going wide. “You did not win.”
“Uh, yeah I did,” Charlie said smugly, “The rules are the first person who falls loses. You fell first, loser.”
Nick sat up quickly. “You were cheating!”
“Yes you were, you were tickling me!”
“Oh boo-hoo,” Charlie playfully rolled his eyes. “You’re just mad cuz you’re a sore loser.”
Nick didn’t answer, his eyes narrowing. Charlie’s smug attitude faltered, his smile fading, and immediately he began to feel as though his boyfriend was angry at him. “Nick, are you okay? I’m sorry, I was just joking… you’re not mad, are you?”
“Mad? No.” Something changed in Nick’s expression, his eyes glinting dangerously. “Vengeful? Very.”
Charlie didn’t even have time to respond, because Nick was launching himself at the boy with inhuman speed, tackling him and sending them rolling on the ground together. Charlie’s immediate instinct was to try and curl in on himself, knowing very well what was about to happen, but Nick was stronger, and easily pinned Charlie underneath him.
“Nick, wait a second,” Charlie tried to plead, attempting to squirm around underneath the rugby lad, but Nick’s hold on him was solid. Completely unmovable.
“Wait a second? Oh no. We’re not even going to think about waiting. I’m gonna tickle the absolute shit out of you, and I’m not gonna stop until I feel like it. I think that’s a proper punishment for someone who thinks cheating is the way to beat another person at a game, right?” Nick’s grin was pure evil as he watched Charlie blush bright red underneath him. “Not that you’d mind.”
“Niiiiick,” Charlie whined, bringing his hands up to cover his blazing cheeks, squealing suddenly at the sensation of Nick squeezing his sides.
“Ah ah! And you can’t hide your face from me, either! I wanna see your adorable smile.” Nick let his fingers slowly spider up and down the boy’s sides, relishing in the frantic giggles escaping his lips. God, he loved that sound.
“Nohoho! Thahat’s nohohot fahahair!” Charlie squeaked out, his giggles growing the higher Nick aimed. “Ihihi cahan’t help ihit!”
Nick chuckled. “Okay. Let me help you then.”
With that, he shot hands up under Charlie’s exposed armpits, drilling torturously into the hallows.
“NO NICK!” Charlie’s arms came flying down and clamped tightly to his sides, his head thrown back with hysteric laughter. “STOHOHOHOP!”
“Stop? Char, I’m only just getting started!” Nick laughed with the younger boy, his heart filled with endearment. “Besides, you deserve this, you dick!”
“I JUHUHUST WAHAHANTED TO WIHIN!”
“Well, cheaters don’t make winners, sweetheart.”
“I CAHAHAN SEHEHEHEE THAHAHAT!”
Nick rolled his eyes playfully. “How about this, Charlie? Just shut up and laugh.”
He pulled his hands out from under the boy’s arms, giving him only a few moments of relief before diving his fingers into his sensitive neck.
“NoO!” Charlie squealed, trying to duck his head, but Nick just laughed. “Charlie, my fingers are stuck now.”
“I dohohon’t cahahahare!” The younger giggled, yelping when he felt Nick beginning to press ticklish kisses along his ears. “Nihihick plehehease!”
“Man, your ears are sensitive as hell, Char.” Nick commented casually, “They seem so neglected. Why don’t you ever let me play with them and love them?”
“Stohohop ihihit!” Charlie whined, trying to move his head away from him, shrieking at the sensation of Nick nibbling on the shell of his ears. “OHOHOH MYHYHYHY GOHOHOD! NOHOHOT THAHAHAT!”
Mixed with the fluttering fingers in his neck and Nick’s merciless attack on his ears, Charlie was in hell (or heaven, though he’d never admit it). The two sensations combined were driving him nuts, and he was sure that Nick knew that. Of course he was.
Charlie’s head jerked to the side, lifting his chin just enough for Nick to remove his hands and let them jump to his ribs, his lips quickly beginning to press kisses along the entirety of Charlie’s neck.
“NOHOHO NIHIHICK! LEHEHEAVE MYHYHY NEHEHECK ALOHOHONE!”
“I don’t think you’re in a position to make demands here,” Nick muttered into the skin, making his laughter rise in pitch.
Charlie was quickly running out of oxygen by the second, and he wasn’t sure if Nick would actually give him a chance to breathe. Normally he was more gentle with him, but as he had said, he was out for revenge. Still, if Charlie wanted to see the sun rise the next morning, he needed to do something.
“NIHIHICK IHI CAHAN’T BREHEHEATHE! PLEHEHEASE!”
Nick drew his head back, his fingers slowing to a stop on the poor boy’s ribs. He looked guilty. “Oh god, okay. Here, just take a minute.”
Charlie was sucking in air like his life depended on it. Nick’s smirk vanished, “Sorry, was I taking it too far? I didn’t mean to-“
“Nick,” His boyfriend interrupted, breathing heavily, “it’s okay. I’m fine.”
“Are you sure?” Nick didn’t sound convinced, taking in Charlie’s current state with concern.
“I’m sure,” Charlie told him, then slightly propped himself up on his elbows, “You’re just way too good at getting what you want.”
That finally got a small chuckle out of the older boy, who leaned down and pressed his lips to his in a sweet kiss.
“You are so incredible,” Nick whispered, pressing his forehead to Charlie’s. Charlie hummed, his body finally beginning to calm down. They stayed like that for a moment, before Nick suddenly pushed him back down onto his back. “But there’s one more spot I want to get to before I let you go.”
Charlie’s eyes were nearly popping out of their sockets in realization. “No, Nihihick I thohohought youhou wehehere dohohone!”
Nick just smiled innocently at the boy as he let his fingers walk all the way down to his kneecaps, “I love you.”
And let it be known, Charlie definitely learned a valuable lesson on cheating that day, especially when getting caught by an evil, rugby loving golden retriever.
