Summary: You pull a prank on your girlfriend Aubrey Plaza. She torments you to no end and punishes you until you're sorry >:) (p.s. this is also my 99th fic!!)
Warnings: This fic has bondage, tickling, and oral sex so please DNI if you're a minor or uncomfortable with this
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Life had been splendid recently. You were in a new relationship with the one and only Aubrey Plaza, and you were over the moon. The two of you fell into a rhythm, with her being the more serious one, while you were mischievous and scheming.
You had tested the waters a bit, playing small, harmless pranks on her. So far, she hadn’t retaliated, and you assumed it was because she had a soft spot for you. However, you viewed this as an opportunity to take your pranks up a notch.
You were making dinner for the two of you, making her favorite meal: steak with mashed potatoes and green beans. You felt a little mean when preparing the meal, but you had to get your licks in where you could get them.
An hour later, she was sitting at the table as you placed a piping hot plate in front of her.
She looked hungrily at the plate, thanking you and giving you a kiss on the cheek. You blushed and shyly sat down across from her.
Pretending to act nonchalantly, you began to cut your steak into small pieces. You glanced up to see her cutting her steak as well. You saw her furrow her brow in confusion as her knife hit something hard.
With both feet on the ground, you were ready to run. After cutting her steak, a fake plastic spider was revealed, causing her to yelp and drop her utensils. You burst out laughing, filming her reaction before running away.
She chased you down the hall and into the bedroom. You began to panic, the only other room being the bathroom. You scurried inside, but felt her hand yank your arm back.
She grabbed you by the collar, pulling you close. “Where do you think you’re going?” She hissed.
You gulped, trying to squirm out of her grasp. “It’s just a prank,” you giggled, avoiding eye contact.
She tossed you on the bed, and you sat upright immediately.
“Lay down,” she commanded, gently pushing you down.
“What if I don’t want to?” You shot back.
“Then I’ll make you,” she said, tying you down to the bed. You were no match for her strength, so you didn’t even try to bother fighting back.
You started to get nervous. You knew she would never hurt you, but she had never tied you down before.
“Now, what should I do with my little toy?” She asked, circling around you.
“Nothing! I didn’t even do anything. It’s not my fault you can’t take a joke!” You insisted.
“You know I hate spiders, Y/N.”
“Aww, you poor thing,” you replied sarcastically.
“Maybe a little humiliation ritual?” She asked, suddenly taking out a pair of scissors. The look in eye was wicked and you didn’t know if she noticed you starting to sweat.
She quickly cut your shirt off, leaving you exposed.
“Now, if you behave, your shirt may be the only thing cut. If not, more of your clothes will be ruined.
You didn’t really mind since it was just pajamas, but you were more concerned about what she was going to do next.
She leaned down, inches away from your lips. You leaned up slightly to meet her lips, coming up short as she moved back slightly.
“You want a kiss? Maybe you should’ve behaved.” She reached down to pinch your side playfully, causing you to jump.
“What was that?” She asked.
“Umm…I don’t know,” you lied.
She looked genuinely confused, before piecing it together. “Oh my god. Are you ticklish?”
You shook your head frantically.
“Well, I think I just found my answer to what I should do,” she smirked, watching you squirm underneath her in anticipation.
“No! Please don’t!” You begged.
“Why not? I’ve never tried it before, and this seems like a perfect punishment for you after that cheeky prank,” she said, gliding a nail on your bare armpit.
You yelped, yanking at the bondage.
“Oh? I gotta test your whole body. If you sit still and be a good little girl, maybe you’ll get that kiss,” she taunted.
“Do you really think you can be talking to me in this position?” She asked, wiggling a finger underneath your chin.
“Stohohoohp!” You giggled, shaking your head from side to side.
“Let’s start top to bottom, shall we?”
She tested out your ears, neck, chin, and collarbone first, causing you to go into a frenzy of giggles.
“This isn’t fair!” You whined.
“But you’re so cute when you giggle. I love when you’re so helpless,” she cooed. Your ears burned red and you looked away from her.
“Do you know where you’re most ticklish?” She asked.
“Yes you do, now tell me,” she demanded, suddenly tickling your armpits with full force.
“NOHOHOHO NEHEHEVER PLEHEHEASE STAHAHAP!” You screamed, kicking as much as you could.
“Ooooh, we hit a good one did we? Look at your armpits, so exposed and helpless to my nails. Don’t you wish you could pull your arms down to protect that sensitive skin of yours?” She teased. For someone who had no experience in tickling, she was damn good at it.
“DOHONT SAHAY THAHAT!” You jolted as she moved her hands down slightly to tickle the space between your armpits and ribs.
You shouted and cursed at her through your laughter as she alternated between your ribs and armpits.
“Are you just super ticklish everywhere?” She asked, causing you to deny it through your laughter. She wasn’t convinced.
She gave you a short break before resuming her torture.
“Everyone’s ticklish on their sides,” she commented, reaching down to tickle yours.
You jumped underneath her, twisting both ways to escape her fingers.
“OHOHOH MY GOHOD PLEHEHEASE!” You begged.
You whimpered slightly through your laughter and her ears perked up.
You shook your head profusely.
“Oh my gosh. This is turning you on, isn’t it?” She asked.
You denied it again, causing her to narrow her eyes at you.
“I better check then, huh?” She said, showing you the scissors again. You tried to protest, but it was too late. She was cutting off your shorts and you felt her finger against your clit.
You jumped, biting back a moan.
“You’re so fucking wet, Y/N,” Aubrey laughed derisively. “Just relax, my little Y/N,” she said, before suddenly scribbling her fingers over your stomach. You burst out laughing, sucking in and trying to escape her fingers again.
“I’d save your energy with all this squirming. You’re in for a long night,” she warned.
She then took her two index fingers and began scratching at each of your hip bones. You snorted, bucking up off the bed.
“Oh, look at how flexible you are.”
“Hmm? What was that?” She asked nonchalantly, now wiggling her nails against your lower waist.
“Another jackpot? You’re so lucky I didn’t know about this earlier,” she said.
You grunted in frustration through your laughter, and she began to tickle your inner thighs, turning you on even more.
“Y/N, I think your pussy needs some breathing room, don’t you agree?” She asked, holding up the scissors again.
Before you could even protest, she cut your underwear off, and you felt the cool air against your hot skin.
She placed one finger on your clit and a whimper escaped you.
She laughed mockingly, shaking her head. “It really is so easy to turn you on.”
“You wish!” You spat back.
“Hey, no sweat Y/N. Maybe I’m enjoying this too,” she said, smirking and wiggling her eyebrows at you.
You blushed, unable to comprehend that she was turned on by tickling you.
“Aww come on. Let me hear that desperation,” she whispered, running her finger quickly up your clit.
You jumped and bit back another moan. Her eyes narrowed again, speeding up her fingers. You couldn’t help it now, giving in and letting the moan escape.
“Yeah, from your mom,” you replied, your laughter cut off quickly as you felt something warm against you. Your eyes widened as you felt her tongue rubbing against your clit.
“Aubrey!!” You squealed, feeling both turned on and ticklish from the sensation. She didn’t respond and kept expertly licking up and down your sweet spot.
You whined, arching your back and being overwhelmed by the sensation. She started going to town now, fully eating you out, while all you could do was squirm around.
She paused for a bit, looking up at you with her mouth still slightly open. “You taste good, Y/N.” A devilish grin spread across her face.
You didn’t respond, unable to process what was happening.
“Hey! You answer when I speak to you,” she demanded, slapping your pussy.
“I don’t answer to you,” you said, sticking your tongue out at her.
“You don’t? Are you sure?” She said, now moving to sit on your stomach, your bare breasts right in her face. You squirmed in your restraints, afraid of what she was going to do next.
She reached down, now using her nails to tickle your boobs. You wiggled from side to side, filling the room with giggles once again. She then pulled your nipples slightly, causing you to moan.
“Oh you like that you little whore?” She asked, pulling a little bit harder, drawing out a louder sound from you.
You shook your head in response, and her eyes narrowed again with that hungry look for revenge. She bent down and bit your nipples, while using her hands to tickle the side of your boobs.
“N-Nohoho ahaHAHA,” your laughter and moans mixed together.
She nodded curtly, moving back to her position in front of your clit, continuing her experiment. Before you knew it, you were about to cum. You worried it would get all over her, but you didn’t think she minded. You let out one last cry before riding out the wave of pleasure. You caught her wiping her lips, causing you to want to hide from embarrassment.
“You’re lucky I let you finish, but I’m not done with you. I heard from a little birdie that after you orgasm, you’re more sensitive,” she said, leaning in with a grin.
“Whatever you’re thinking, don’t do it,” you warned, still slightly out of breath.
She walked to the end of the bed and began tickling your feet. She was absolutely right. The sensation was overwhelming.
“NOHOHOHO PLEHEHEASE! STAHAHAP IHIT’S TOO MUHUHUCH!”
“Then you better choose. Do you want me to keep tickling your feet or do you want me to kiss you with my dirty lips?” She asked, giggling at the change of expression on your face. You were a germaphobe, so that sounded awful for you.
You grunted in frustration through your laughter.
“Better choose soon or I’m gonna make it even worse,” she warned.
“FIHINE! KEHEEP TIHICKLING MEHEHE!” You squealed.
“That’s what I thought, you dirty slut.”
After torturing you for a few more minutes, she finally gave you a break.
“Do you still want that kiss?” She asked, her voice dropping lower.
“Not with your dirty lips,” you complained.
“Fine. If we clean up, then would you be okay with it?” She asked.
A few minutes later, Aubrey had a warm bath set up for you two. She released you from the restraints and carried you into the tub. You sighed happily, leaning your back against her in the warm water and bubbles.
She lathered up some soap and began washing your back. You closed your eyes and relaxed, enjoying her touch.
However, little did you know that she was still in her revenge mode from your prank. You suddenly felt her nails gliding across your soap-covered back.
You squealed and flopped like a fish in the water, making her laugh super hard.
“Oh my gosh, you’re so ticklish! Is this your worst spot?” She asked.
“Nohohoho!” You giggled stubbornly, flinching and twisting from even the slightest touch.
“I have an idea. Lift your arms up,” she said.
“If you don’t, I’ll keep tickling your back,” she threatened.
You couldn’t stand that, so you reluctantly lifted your arms.
She rubbed a ton of soap under your arms, already making you squirm. Then, without warning, she wiggled her sharp nails on your armpits, causing you to shriek and pull your arms down immediately.
“AUBREHEHEY! QUIHIT IHIHIT! HAHAHA!” You were squirming so much that water was starting to splash out of the tub.
“Are you sorry for pranking me?”
“YEHEHES WHATEVER JUHUST STAHAHAP!”
She reluctantly slowed her tickling, but kept her hands in your armpits.
“Get your hands out of there or I’ll elbow you,” you warned.
“You probably shouldn’t do that,” she said.
“You wouldn’t want to hurt…our child,” she said quietly.
“When did you find out?!?”
“Early this morning while you were still asleep,” she giggled.
“And you waited this long to tell me?” You asked.
“I just wanted it to be the right moment,” she said.
“Us naked in the bathtub is the right moment?” You questioned.
“No, but I had to warn you before you elbowed me in the stomach,” she said.
“Oh my gosh, I can’t believe it!” You cheered, fully facing her now and passionately kissing her. Her lips moved softly against yours, filling you with even more warmth.
The news was sudden, but exciting, and you were ready for this next chapter in life with her. You couldn’t wait to dry off and snuggle up with her in bed. However, that meant you had to survive the rest of the bath with her bathing you.
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