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A short, silly bit of tickle fluff under the cut... and a tiny traditional doodle to go with it. 💙
No wordcount because I wrote this in the Tumblr text editor on my phone (like an animal) but I'd guess it's less than 1k words.
Who: lee!Casper x ler!Avery
What: Just straight tooth-rotting fluff!
Warnings: Weed mention
[No minors, please don't tag as s/f/w]
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"Avery?"
"Hm?" He rolled over to face me in bed, his hand finding my side in the dark. "What's wrong?"
"I... have a confession to make."
"A confession?"
"Yeah," I replied, then added quickly, "but you have to promise not to get mad."
I felt his hand tense slightly on my side. "Casper. What did you do."
"I, um. Well, I went into the bathroom."
"Yes...?" He prompted when I didn't immediately continue. Truthfully, I had forgotten for a moment that I was telling a story.
There was another pause.
"Um, and, I was high."
An abrupt sound of shuffling sheets, then suddenly, the hand which had previously rested on my side was dragging mine up to the headboard along with its twin. I screeched laughter as he settled over me, lowering his face down to mine until I could just see his dramatically expectant smile in the dark. His angry smile.
"I'm sorry, please continue." His voice was dangerously calm. "You went into the bathroom, and you were high... then what happened?"
"Plehehehease, you can't get mahahahad!" I begged, squirming beneath his superior weight as he knelt over my hips. Shaking my head only lead to a chilling realization: there were cloud hands forming near the sides of my body.
His eyes held a twinkle that sent a shiver down my spine, but I couldn't stop giggling, which only made his smile tighter. "I... Went into the bathroom... and I accidentally used your toothbrush-"
"I never promised such a thing," he said matter-of-factly. One of his ghostly hands grabbed my chin as I tried to look away, forcing me gently back to meet his eyes. "Now talk, while I'm still in the mood to listen."
An exaggerated groan was followed by a wicked assault of twenty fingers dancing along my sides.
- agAHAHAIHAHAIN!" I convulsed with laughter, hardly able to believe how much it tickled. My arms trembled as I tried to tug them down, but the effort was short lived.
"How many times?!" He cried as I came unglued beneath him, my legs kicking uselessly as my stretched torso was played like a double piano in a duet competition. Avery's copycat fingers felt just like his own when they tickled me; deft, loving, and merciless in their pursuit of the perfect spots to stimulate. "They're not even difficult to tell apart! Yours is green, mine is blue!" He continued over the cacophony, as if I had any hope to answer. But by the end of his exclamation, I could have sworn I heard him laughing too.
"AHAAHAAAA! I'M S-SOOHOHOREEEHEHEEY!" I roared as several of those cruel fingers targeted my exposed armpits, his cool digits finding their way into the short sleeves of my nightshirt to tickle my bare skin. My ears throbbed with blush. "PLEHEHEHEASE! Ihihill gehehet you a n-nehehehehew one!" I tried to bargain as two fingertips traced torturous circles in the centers of my pits.
"If I put my toothbrush in a cloud-shaped cup, will that help you remember it's mine when you're too loopy to tell colors apart? Hm?" My vision was blurry with tears, but I could hear the smile in his voice.
"Nohohooooo!"
"What, then?!" Avery's real hands shifted from my wrists to hold mine, lacing our fingers together as the tickles slowly stopped. A couple tears slid down my cheeks as he leaned in to nestle his plush forehead against mine. "What will help you remember?"
My giggles faded into a dopey grin. "Maybe if you kiss me, that will help."
He barked an exasperated laugh, his eyes smiling in the dark. He drew closer, and for a moment I really believed I was getting my kiss; my lips parted and my eyes closed, only for both to shoot wide again as his lips targeted my neck instead!
"WAAAAAHAHA~! STAAHAHAP!" I pleaded as I tried to block his access by shrugging my shoulder, but he only pressed his lips more insistently against my skin, peppering below my ear with rapidfire smooches. My thoughts frayed and burned in the blaze of sensation, my struggle to escape becoming automatic as he hummed, nibbled and pretended to "eat" my hellishly ticklish neck. It could have been seconds or several minutes before he stopped, I couldn't tell, but I was dizzy by the time he did.
"So, do you still think that will help? Or do you need more?"
It was disgustingly unfair that he was able to wipe the corner of his mouth with one of his extra hands, allowing him to keep mine firmly pinned to the bed. Showoff.
"NO! Noho more! I'll just - hic! - I'll juhuhust put my nahahame on mine! Easy peheheasy!" The answer was suddenly so clear!
I gasped as Avery rolled onto his back, pulling me with him such that I collapsed onto his soft chest. I giggled like I'd gone for a ride, my head spinning slightly as he wrapped his arm possessively around my back, cradling me against him.
"Easy peasy... Mhm. You know, it's going to be twice as embarrassing if you label your toothbrush and still use the wrong one."
"I'll write it super big. All bold letters. Can't miss it."
"Better not, dewdrop," he purred, his voice low with sleep. "Because next time, I'm not stopping at your neck."
