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Lee!Jax bragging about how he's not ticklish even though he's barely been tickled before so he doesn't really KNOW if he's that ticklish or not and Ler!Pomni getting him and him panicking as he realizes he's actually extremely ticklish (obviously not actual panic but cute laughing panic hehe)

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Pomni Keeps Attacking Jax, and it’s Starting to Become a Problem

Pomni & Jax

Summary: Perhaps Jax should try not being so ticklish for once? Maybe that would help.

Word count: 2,160

This is a tickle fic!

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A movie theatre adventure wasn’t one of Caine’s best ideas. There wasn’t an opportunity for Jax to partake in any violence, which, in his opinion, was the only marker for a good adventure.

Ugh, whatever. Maybe Caine would be nice and at least let them watch a horror movie or something.

He and Pomni were walking over to the concession stand, which was manned by some random NPC. Jax sucked his teeth. He had meant to go alone, but she had followed him anyway. Wow, obsessive much?

“So, Pomni,” Jax started. He crossed his arms. “What’s up with the whole no touching thing?”

Pomni gave him a long look. “What do you mean?”

“You know. How you don’t like being touched and stuff.” To prove his point, he went to pet her on the head. She dodged him. “What? You got some sort of tragic backstory or something?”

“No.”

“Huh? Then, what? Are you just ticklish or something?” Jax tried to poke her stomach, but she stepped to the side.

“No,” she said quickly. “I mean, that’s not it.” She shrugged. Her mouth opened for a moment before closing it again as though she didn’t know the answer herself. “I don’t know,” she said after a bit. “It’s not that I hate being touched in of itself. I just…don’t like anything unexpected.” She rubbed her arm.

Jax nodded sagely. “Yes, yes. I remember how you acted during that manor adventure.” He closed his eyes and stretched his arms casually behind his head. After a beat or two, he leaned down. “Boo!”

Pomni flinched. Her arms shot up in self defense before she glared at him. “Hey, man. That’s not funny.”

“It’s hilarious!”

Pomni rolled her eyes. She turned toward the concession stand. Unfortunately, the line was a long one, filled with what seemed to be a dozen NPCs. Jax groaned. These things don’t even need to eat. Well, they didn’t need to eat, either, but at least they could enjoy the sensation.

After a while, Pomni spoke up. “What about you?”

“Hm?”

“You can be pretty touchy yourself from time to time,” she said. “Why is that? Are you ticklish?”

Jax snorted. The sound echoed lightly against the walls. “Don’t be ridiculous, Pompom. Only kids are ticklish.”

The last time Jax could remember being tickled was when he was around five or so. He was probably messing around with his friends in the playground. Even then, the only thing he did was kick his assailant directly in the jaw, so it wasn’t like he was all that sensitive back then either.

Jax vaguely recalled ending up getting into a fight with that kid after that. He won, of course. Ah, memories.

“What? If only kids are ticklish, then why’d you ask me if I was?”

Jax chuckled. He tried to jab his fingers into the crook of her neck, but she whipped her head out of the way last second.

“I dunno,” he said. “You seem pretty childish to me.”

Pomni shook her head. “Anyone can be ticklish.”

“Not me.” Jax pointed to himself with his thumb. “I guess I’m just better than you.”

“Okay. Whatever you say.”

Jax and Pomni took one step forward. He couldn’t believe after all of that, only one NPC had managed to order anything. What were they even doing up there? The adventure was going to end before they could even taste the popcorn.

He stretched again, this time crossing his arms behind his head. He was beginning to wonder if getting snacks was even worth it. He had originally planned to toss the kernels into Ragatha’s hair throughout the film, but he could probably find something else to throw at her.

Something skittered down Jax’s sides.

He screamed, the sound humiliatingly high-pitched. Jax jumped up in place. He kicked his leg out on instinct as he ran his hands down his sides to get rid of the lingering sensation.

“Ah, not ticklish, huh?”

Jax spun around. He was already inexplicably out of breath. He glared at Pomni, who was standing with her hands in the shape of claws. She wore that same stupid smirk she always wore when she thought she had gotten to him. Well! She hadn’t!

“Shut up!” Jax cringed at how pathetic he sounded. No, not pathetic. That wasn’t the right word, but his exclamation just felt so…so oddly desperate that it almost seemed like spiders were crawling down his back. “I’m not!”

“Then, what was that?” Pomni crossed her arms. “Don’t tell me I actually managed to scare you then.”

Jax wasn’t sure what that sudden spark underneath his skin had been, but it couldn’t have been because he was ticklish. That was entirely ridiculous. He wasn’t a child.

“No! You just caught me off guard. That’s all!”

Pomni nodded slowly before turning back toward the line. Jax let out a sigh that he tried to hide by clearing his throat. Good. She had decided to drop it.

The line moved forward, and Jax focused intently on the NPC in front of him. It was another one of those basic wooden ones that Caine loved to use when he was running out of ideas.

Jax didn’t notice Pomni had slipped behind him until feather light sensations began fluttering at his hips.

Thankfully, Jax had managed to hold back the yelp that had threatened to bubble out of him, but, then, his knees inconveniently dropped out from underneath him.

The moment Jax hit the ground, he began flailing around in desperation. It wasn’t a conscious decision. In fact, Jax was trying to stay still because he wasn’t ticklish and Pomni attacking the divots of his hips shouldn’t be affecting him like that. But, dang, something about the way her fingers danced up and down his hips made him want to crawl out of his skin.

“What are you doing?” He managed to choke out, fully aware of the way he was stuttering.

Pomni followed Jax to the floor. Her fingers wandered from his hips to his sides before wedging themselves into his armpits. She wiggled her fingers against his dreadfully sensitive skin, making his head spin.

“I think you could hazard a guess,” Pomni said. She dug her thumbs into his underarms.

“I told you that I’m n-n-nahAHAHAT—!” Before Jax could stop himself, a strange burst of laughter escaped his throat before he could fully understand why. Something foreign fizzed throughout him, sending sharp jolts of electricity up his skin.

Is this what being ticklish felt like? No! No, it couldn’t because he wasn’t! He couldn’t be!

Pomni chuckled. Her tone sounded oddly menacing. She pinched at the fatty part of his ribs, the area right underneath his armpits. “Come on, Jax. You can’t be this much in denial.”

“Be quihihihiet!” Jax hiccupped in between bouts of laughter.

He launched his hands at Pomni in an attempt to rip her wrists off of him, but she was too swift. Her fingertips found themselves digging into his stomach next. Jax squealed and doubled over, caught between his body trying to dull the sensations by pressing down on them and his brain yelling at him to run away.

Jax twisted this way and that but Pomni always seemed to be one step ahead of him. Her hands seemed to touch and poke every inch of his upper body. At one point, she managed to wrap her hands around his torso and squeeze, each of her digits buzzing with barely contained energy.

Jax tossed his head back and let out an ear-splitting cackle. “P-pomnihihihiiii!” He fell over to the side. “You ahaaha! You’re such a—! HAHAHAHA! A freak! Hahahaha!” Jax bucked and thrashed around.

Pomni stared at him, utterly appalled. “I’m the freak?”

That seemed to set her off because she shifted forward and planted herself on his shins. She curled her arm around his ankles, trapping them. Pomni ran her fingers down the soles of his feet. Jax tried to kick her, but he couldn’t even budge out of her grip. Ugh, how strong was this woman?

With no way to fight what was soon beginning to feel unbearable, Jax began tugging at his ears. Something warm began to trickle down his cheeks and Jax realized with abject horror that he was crying.

No, no, no, no, no!

“YEHEHES!” Jax tried to stop himself from laughing, but it seemed to bounce out of his mouth no matter what he did. “You’re such pervehehehert!” Occasionally, Pomni would reach up and scribble her fingertips against the back of his knees, forcing Jax to let out some odd noises. He couldn’t even describe it as other than a mix between a shriek and a cackle. “Onlyyyyy yoohoouehehehe! HahaHAhaha! Only you would behehehehe into this!”

“Whatever you’re thinking, you’re wrong,” Pomni said. Her voice was oddly calm despite what was going on. It somehow made everything so much worse. “You’re always messing around with everyone. Why can’t I mess with you for a change?”

“HeheHEHEHE!” Jax broke out in tiny, hiccupy giggles as Pomni began to scribble her fingers along the tops of his feet.

Jax didn’t even know that spot could be ticklish in the first place, much less that he could be so sensitive there. How? Why? For some reason, giggling, despite being quieter, was so much more humiliating than straight up screaming with laughter. It just seemed so embarrassingly girly.

“What? Got nothing to say to that?” Pomni dragged a single index finger from his toes to the heel of his foot. It made Jax jerk his feet instinctively into her hands. She muttered a small, “Aww.”

Jax’s face erupted into what felt like flames. His cheeks burned, and he tried to hide his face in his hands, but the moment Pomni began pinching at his knees, his arms scrambled wildly in the air.

He tried kicking Pomni in the face, but she continued to hold on strong. Next, he tried to sit up and grab her by her jester hat, but she kept bobbing her head out of the way. Was it seriously that easy to overpower him? Was he that weak?

“Nyaahahaa!” Jax wasn’t even sure if what had come out of his mouth counted as a laugh. “Stohohop! Stahahaap it now!”

It took a full five seconds before Jax realized that Pomni actually heeded his request. Immediately, Jax sat up and drew his knees into his torso just in case Pomni decided to go for round two. He swallowed, suddenly glad that he didn’t have to open his mouth to breathe or else she would have noticed how out of breath he truly was.

Jax quickly wiped away his tears on the back of his hands. He flicked his wrists in disgust. Jax couldn’t believe he was actually ticklish. It was so, so, so stupid. Was it something Caine had decided it would be funny to add onto their avatars? Did that AI even know what tickling was?

He grimaced at the ground and pulled his knees tighter against his chest. A sharp, horrifying pang lodged itself somewhere in his stomach. It was so stupid. Why did he feel somewhat disappointed that Pomni had stopped so easily?

No, surely he was mistaken. Pomni, that prick, had brutally attacked him. No wonder he couldn’t think straight! That jester was messing with his head with her weird obsessions. Who even liked tickling like that? Honestly, she was worse than Gangle.

Jax dragged his hand over his ears and smirked at Pomni. She sat on her knees across from him. Her expression was blank as she stared at him.

“Tch, I didn’t take you for a…a…” Jax glanced to the side, his smile never leaving his face. “…a freak, Pomni.”

Pomni wrinkled her nose (well, the area where her nose would have been) and scoffed. “You’re so difficult, Jax.” She crossed her arms for a moment, and then she rolled her eyes. “But, for what it’s worth, I’m sorry for tickling you like that. I didn’t mean to go that far.”

Jax sniffed. “Nah, you didn’t. Honestly, that barely affected me.” He chuckled when Pomni raised an eyebrow. “I was hamming it up a little for you. Consider it a joke.”

Pomni stared at him. It was enough for Jax’s ear to twitch briefly, but he managed to quell any further reactions.

“Whatever,” she said after a few seconds, thankfully dropping the matter. “Let’s just get our popcorn.” She stood up.

“Good call.” Jax leapt up in turn. “Oh, look, the line is basically empty.” He pointed to the concession stand where only two NPCs were waiting in line. “Great job passing the time, Pomni.”

She gave him another look. “Okay,” she said, elongating the word. Then, she went to stand in line, leaving Jax behind.

When Pomni stopped looking at him, he let his smile fade. Jax cupped his stomach and stared down his torso, not completely sure what to feel.

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