Ticklish Truths
{Luigi tells Bowser a secret he's never told anyone before.. Bowser takes it.. a little too well.}
Luigi had wanted to say this for a while to Bowser but was never able to say it when the right moments hit. He would clam up, get embarrassed, and even get worried despite knowing just how dumb it was to work himself up over it. It was nothing like when he was coming out or professing his love to Bowser, all of that’s already been done. Long ago. This should be way easier compared to those things.
Then why did he stress over this?
Reaction, mostly. Sure they did this as casually as any other couple does, but what’ll happen if Bowser knows that he actually likes it.. in fact, loves it?
Luigi walks into Bowser’s bedroom where he’s currently reading at his desk. This is absolutely not the time to cause a ruckus but, he just can’t hold it in anymore. Especially after last night when Bowser had actually teased him by asking if he likes it. This had stuck Luigi in a lee mood since then that he couldn’t get rid of and knew he couldn’t wait for it to naturally occur again. But he was always too embarrassed to ask or initiate.
“Hey, Bowser,” he said as casually as possible, “so I was thinking of something and I’ve wanted to tell you this for a while, but I always clam up, and I’m nervous of your reaction, but I know I can’t just keep it in forever, and-”
“Woah woah woah, calm down, Luigi, what’s wrong?” Bowser asked completely confused and now worried that something was troubling his boyfriend so much that he’s rambling about it.
Luigi took a breath realizing he was, in fact, rambling.
"Okay, sorry.. I don’t mean to worry you, because it’s really not that serious. But, I really do need to tell you something.”
Bowser nodded and followed Luigi over to their bed, where Luigi sat on the edge of it. If Luigi wasn’t nervous beyond belief, he would’ve honestly giggled at the worried look plastered on Bowser’s face.
“So, what’s going on? You alright?” Bowser asked as he sat on the bed with him.
“Yeah! I’m good I promise, I swear it’s not serious, and honestly I’m being kinda ridiculous about it. Okay, so.. you know when couples are…. Couples, they will show affection in different ways? Like, physically?”
What a great start, Luigi.
“Uhh yeah.. is there something I’ve been doing that you don’t like?”
“No! No, not at all. In fact.. I’m talking about it because it’s… something you do that… I do.. like.. a- a lot.. but it’s not something that people normally.. enjoy as much as I do and that’s why I’m nervous because I don’t want to seem.. like a weirdo honestly. Like, I don’t like this thing for weird reasons, it’s just, nice, and fun, and a physical touch I love?” Luigi knows he’s making zero sense, but he still has a sliver of hope he won’t have to spell it out.
He knows he will.
Judging by the look on Bowser’s face, at least. He was perplexed, trying to understand what touch he’s talking about and why it would be weird to like this certain thing that Luigi still has not said.
“Luigi, I don’t want to sound stupid, but… I have no idea what touch you’re talking about or why it would make you weird,” he laughs half-heartedly.
Well, that was expected.
Luigi laughed nervously, “okay I know I’m not explaining the best that I can, but I’m just.. really worried that you’ll think it’s weird, and not want to do this with me again.”
“Weeg, nothing you like will ever be weird to me. And I’ll never stop doing something with you because I figure out you really like it, hell, I’ll do the opposite! I’ll do whatever it is double if you want!” Bowser beamed.
Luigi’s cheeks blushed a deep red at this. Oh geez what fate has he just sealed for himself?
Bowser chuckled at the very noticeable, very adorable blush.
Luigi put his head in his hands for a second, whining a bit before rubbing his face then hands together.
“This is something I’ve enjoyed since I was a child, but never really told anyone. I mean as a little child I probably did, but then everyone assumes you grow out of it and this activity starts happening less and less. Unless you have an annoying big brother, that is. But even then, I don’t think we’ve had a proper uh.. one of those fights in forever. God, okay, I’m still making no sense with no context so I’ll just say it..”
Luigi took a few breaths.
“I….ilikebeingtickled.”
He involuntarily covered his mouth near the end of that run together sentence as his voice got quieter.
Bowser smiled as he was pretty sure he knew what he heard, but.. couldn’t be totally sure.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t hear you,” he grinned.
“yES YOU DID, SHUSH!!” Luigi laughed, his face becoming redder.
“No I didn’t! Honest! I heard ‘I like being…’. Being what?”
Luigi was convinced he was just teasing him. He pulled his knees up to his chest and hugged them, squealing a bit.
“I… I cAN’T I CAN’T-“
Great, he was becoming too flustered and embarrassed now, but unlike all times before he would’ve liked to say this, he’s too far in now to back out.
Bowser laughed heartily with him, “oh my gohohod I don’t think I’ve ever seen you this flustered before! This is like, a whole new level!”
“BE QUIEHEHET!! OKAy, okay, okay… look.. I said I.. I said I like being…. tick…led…” Luigi’s whole body was squeezed in on itself.
A bit of an awkward, but light hearted silence fell over them.
“…that’s it?”
Luigi lost it, “WHAT DO YOU MEAN ‘THATS IT?’ I JUST CONFESSED TO THE MOST EMBARRASSING THING I’VE EHEHEVER HELD IN MEHEHE!!”
“No no no, I’m saying ‘that’s it?’ because.. that’s so innocent! Like not at all what I expected from the beginning of this conversation. This is what had you so worried?”
Luigi nodded, “yeah I know it makes no sense, but.. it’s just so embarrassing, and I didn’t know if you were okay with it or not.. but every time you do that to me, I told myself I’d tell you but just couldn’t get the courage to. That’s why I did this so randomly. I um.. I hope this doesn’t change anything..”
Bowser scoffed, “change anything? No! Absolutely not. For what it’s worth, I’m not shocked honestly.”
“Y-you’re not?!”
“Nope! You really thought I’ve never noticed how much you don’t fight me, and never say stop until you genuinely can’t breathe? And even then I have to stop for your own sake because you don’t fight nor say anything! It’s been kinda obvious, but I didn’t want to ask anything seriously until you wanted to say something. Though, I of course can’t not tease you about it. I mean it’s absolutely adorable!”
Luigi’s blush increased tenfold. Why did he have to be like this?! He knew he shouldn’t have told the biggest tease he knows! This didn’t help his lee mood like he thought it would.
‘Of course it wouldn’t, Luigi, you just made this worse oh god.’
“Well, now that I know this little fact… I have only one question for you..” Bowser leaned close to him, grinning in a way Luigi knew all too well.
Please don’t say it, please don’t ple-
“Would you like me to tickle you?”
And he’s done for.
Luigi flopped down, burying his face in the bedsheets and kicking his feet with another small squeal. When he lifted his head up again, Bowser had his hands poised in claw shapes.
He couldn’t help scooting back on the bed a little from seeing this.
“Uhuhuh.. m-maybe..”
Bowser chuckled, “then tell me.~”
Luigi sat in shock.
No way he was making him… SAY he wanted to be tickled?!
“W-what..”
“Tell me you wanna be tickled,” Bowser repeated like it was the most obvious thing in the world.
Luigi squeaked, and thought about it.
He took a deep breath, “Bowser..” he started quietly, “…could you…. T-t-… ticklemeplease-”
Bowser let out a soft laugh at how quickly he said it.
“Of course… come here, I’m not gonna chase you.~”
Oh my god he was wanting him to go to him for tickles as well?! He could easily just grab him! What an unbearable tease he was being..
Bowser wiggled his fingers teasingly. Luigi squeaked again unable to contain his giggles any longer. He took another breath, and began scooting towards Bowser in hopes he’d just grab him, but soon enough, he looked up, and he was in front of Bowser’s lap.
“Oh.. uh h-hi- EEEP!” Luigi squealed, caught off guard by Bowser grabbing him under the arms, spinning him around where his back was against him, and began squeezing his ribs gently.
“OH- HAHAHAHEehehehe!! AAA! It t-tihihickles!!” he giggled.
“Well of course it does, cutie.~ it’s exactly what you wanted, right?” Bowser teased.
“Y-Yeheheheah.. EEK! AHEHEHE! NAHAHAT MY TUMMY-HEHEHE!!”
Luigi’s face glowed bright red at the teasing. He couldn’t believe this was how Bowser responded to this…
Well, yes he could. But he had spent his life with so much internal shame about liking tickling that the part of his brain that hated him said that Bowser would think it’s weird and never tickle him again. He knew it was irrational, but he couldn’t help thinking like that.
Meanwhile, Bowser’s claws gently tickled up Luigi’s ribs to his armpits. Luigi tried to snap his arms down to his sides, but that was kind of impossible to do due to how big Bowser was. It didn’t hinder him at all.
“Aww you poor thing, can’t even protect your sensitive little body from being tickled to oblivion…~ But, I’m sure that’s exactly what you want anyway,~” Bowser chuckled.
Oh my god, Luigi was going to explode with this teasing. Bowser’s always been a huge tease, but now?
Dear god.
Dear god indeed.
Luigi’s laughter was already spiraling out of control, his whole body squirming helplessly in Bowser’s grip. The large koopa’s claws skittered lightly beneath Luigi’s arms, squeezing and scratching just enough to keep him in constant giggles.
“NAHAHAHA, BOWSEHEHER!!” Luigi wheezed, kicking his feet against the mattress.
Bowser grinned down at him, clearly enjoying the reaction far too much. He enjoyed seeing how little Luigi fought it other than the involuntary squirming.
“Wow,” he mused, “you weren’t kidding. You really like this.”
“IHIHI DOHOHO!!” Luigi blurted without thinking.
The moment the words escaped him, he froze.
Bowser paused too.
Slowly, the koopa’s grin widened.
“So you can fully admit it now, huh?” he said, voice dripping with amusement.
Luigi’s face immediately reignited into a bright red inferno.
“I DIDN’T MEAN TO SAHAY IT LIKE THAHAHAT!!”
Unfortunately for Luigi, the pause had only allowed Bowser to rethink his strategy.
“Oh man,” Bowser chuckled, “you’ve been holding this in for years, haven’t you?”
Luigi buried his face in Bowser’s arm, muffling his laughter as the tickling resumed.
“STAHAHAHP TALKIHIHING ABOHOHOUT IT!!”
“Aww, why? I’m learning so much,” Bowser’s claws wandered down to Luigi’s sides, scribbling along the soft spots between his ribs, “like how these ribs are apparently your weakness.”
“NOHOHOHO THEY AHAHAHAREN’T!!”
“Oh really?”
Bowser squeezed them again.
Luigi exploded.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA WAIT!!”
His legs kicked wildly now, his socked feet thumping uselessly against the bed as he twisted back and forth. Bowser barely had to hold him still; Luigi seemed content to just melt against him while laughing his lungs out.
Which Bowser definitely noticed.
“You’re not even trying to get away,” he pointed out.
“I CAHAHAHAN’T!!”
“You’re not trying to. You absolutely could, you know..”
Luigi whined loudly into his hands.
“YOHOHOU PROMISED NOT TO MAKE ME FEEL WEHIHIRD!!”
“I didn’t say I wouldn’t tease you, now did I?” Bowser replied smugly.
Then his claws suddenly slid up Luigi’s sides again and dove straight back under his arms.
Luigi shrieked, “NOHOHOHOHOHOHO NOT THEHEHEHERE!!”
“Ding! Ding! Ding! Jackpot.”
Bowser wiggled his claws mischievously, sending sparks of ticklish electricity through Luigi’s entire torso.
“BOWSEHEHEHER PLEHEHEASE—!!”
“What?” Bowser asked innocently. “You asked me to tickle you.”
“I KNOHOHOW!”
Bowser laughed loudly.
Luigi could barely breathe through his laughter now, clutching Bowser’s arm as he squirmed helplessly, “OHOHOKAY OKAY OKAY—!!”
Bowser slowed his hands slightly, though he didn’t stop.
“What was that?” he teased.
“I CAHAHAHAN’T BREEHEHEATHE—!!”
“Oh! Right.”
Bowser immediately pulled his hands away.
Luigi collapsed against him like a wet noodle, panting hard and still giggling helplessly.
“Hohoholy crap…” Luigi wheezed, you’re… you’re evil…”
Bowser snorted, “hey, you literally asked for it.”
Luigi groaned and flopped sideways onto the bed, covering his burning face with both hands.
“…Ihihi regret everything.”
Bowser leaned over him, resting one clawed hand on Luigi’s stomach.
Luigi instantly froze.
The koopa’s grin returned.
“…You’re still ticklish here too, aren’t you?”
Luigi peeked through his fingers in excited horror, “Bowser..”
The claw slowly wiggled.
“Bowser, don’t you da—”
Scribble.
“HAHAH!!”
Bowser burst out laughing again, “man, I can’t believe you kept loving this a secret.”
Luigi curled into a ball, still giggling uncontrollably as Bowser lightly scribbled along his stomach.
“Just think,” Bowser continued mischievously, “all the tickling you’ve been missing out on.”
“YOU TICKLE MEHEHE A LOHOHOT!”
“I’ll do it eeeven more now, though, don’t you worry.~”
Luigi immediately uncovered his face.
“…Wait.”
Bowser raised a brow.
“…What?”
Luigi sat up slightly, still red and panting, “…you mean you’re really not gonna stop doing it?”
Bowser blinked.
Then he laughed like Luigi had said the dumbest thing in the world, “stop?”
He lunged forward suddenly, grabbing Luigi’s sides again.
Luigi screamed with laughter.
“Why would I stop now?!”
“HAHAHAHAHAHA NAAAAHAHAHA!!”
Bowser pinned him back into the mattress, grinning down at the giggly mess beneath him.
“Oh no, Weeg,” he teased. “You made a very dangerous confession today.”
Luigi could barely form words through his laughter.
“WHYYY- AHAHAHAEHE- DID I TE- TEHEHEHLL YOU?!”
Bowser leaned down with a smug grin, “because you love it.”
Damn it he was right.
Luigi squealed helplessly as the tickling continued.
And judging by the way he wasn’t fighting, Bowser was absolutely sure he’d let him continue forever if possible.
