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Hello everyone! I’m sorry once again that this isn’t a request. I have them almost ready to go I promise. Thank you for being patient with me. This is just to hold you guys over until I get done with stupid finals!! Anyways please enjoy this tickle fic I threw together last night for my friend @tinysidestrashcaptain! (She is so awesome and a really go writer! Go follow her and check out her stories.) I’m also gonna tag another amazing tickle fic writer @ticklyfandoms and you should also follow them because their content is beautimous!
Love you all and thank you so much! Hope you enjoy!
Vulnerable Information
(ships): Logicality
Words ~ 2,499 ~
Warnings: Tickle fic, some angst at the beginning, very teasy at the end
It was one of the moral aspects clumsy weeks. Patton had been dropping just about everything he touched. From breakfast yesterday morning, to Roman’s sword collection later on, and finally just now he dropped an entire stack of papers he was helping carry for his boyfriend Logan. As he watched the papers fly everywhere across the mindscape, Patton’s emotional threshold about had it. He broke down, sobbing right there in the middle of the hallway, unable to follow Logan down the steps he had traveled down not a minute before.
Logan heard the sudden exasperated cry from his boyfriend upstairs and he instantly abandoned his own stack of papers he was carrying. He raced up the steps until he saw the papers flying past. The logical aspect frowned knowing exactly what had occurred. Patton had managed to yet again drop something else. Normally he would be angry, but the last thing that Morality needed right now was his wrath. Logan took in a deep breath as he walked around the corner and swept away the enormous loose pile of papers that was covering his wailing boyfriend.
“I’m *hiccup* sorry Logan!! *hiccup* I can’t do *hiccup* anything write.” He picked up a pencil trying to make a pun, except he dropped that too causing himself to cry more. Logan frowned sadly as he tried to lead his boyfriend off the floor, only to see him to slump back down again.
The thump the moral aspects’ rump made when it hit in contact with the floor alerted the other two aspects of Patton’s current distressed state. Roman and Virgil were in the kitchen not a moment later, helping pick up the loose leaves without question. Logan tried one more time to pick his sobbing boyfriend off of the floor and this time succeeded, wrapping one of the moral aspect’s arms around his own shoulder.
“Take care of dad, Logan. We’ll clean this up.” Roman nodded with Virgil in agreement, and the logical aspect thought, knowing the two probably wouldn’t put them back in alphabetical order like he had them. He shrugged the matter off however, knowing his boyfriend was more important than any sort of information he could filing at the moment.
Silently thanking them, he exited the room with the moral aspect leaning onto him like his life depended on it. Seeing his boyfriend in such a state as this about broke his heart in two. Logan then led him, runny-nosed and teary-eyed, to his own room, opening and closing the door behind him. Before Patton knew it however, he was picked up bridal-style and placed on top of Logan’s bed, his eyes transfixed on the ceiling, and then his love’s face came down to his level.
Patton felt his tears and cries began to slow as the logical aspect began to wipe his eyes and his nose lovingly with some Kleenex™. Logan then pressed a gentle comforting hand to his face, watching the emotional myre slowly relinquish its hold on his boyfriend, until all that was left were gentle sniffles. Patton finally turned his head, but was kindly shushed by Logan.
“My dear Patton. You do not need to apologize for the papers. I understand it has been a hard week for you. Do not worry about what I need to do. My primary focus right now is taking care of you.” Patton sniffled once more and sighed leaning his head against the logical aspect’s hand for grounding and reassurance. Logan smiled and signaled for his boyfriend to scoot over.
“May I lay with you dear Patton?” The moral aspect lifted his head, giving Logan a small smile as he made room for his boyfriend beside him. Gingerly, Logan laid down beside him, and immediately grasped the hand closest, raising it up to his lips kissing it gently. Patton gave a tiny giggle and a final sniffle, as the sadness finally subsided from his eyes and facial features. Logan gave content sigh of relief and stared into Patton’s beautiful brown eyes, his own lighting up as Patton’s happy smile returned.
“T-thank you Logan!” He wiped his nose with his cardigan once more, before cuddling into his boyfriend and wrapping his arms around Logan’s sides. The logical aspect flinched slightly, but allowed himself to be trapped by the moral aspect.
“Anytime my beloved.” After about five minutes of an absurdly long hug however, Logan began to squirm out of Patton’s grasp, to which the moral aspect whined persuasively.
“Nooooo...stay with meee...please?” Logan rolled his eyes fondly.
“Patton. I would cuddle with you, but I have work to attend to.” Patton only squeezed tighter.
“Nooooo!! Work can wait!!” He nuzzled his face into the logical aspect’s chest, causing Logan to raise an eyebrow.
“Are you positive you only want me to stay Patton? Or is there something else you were getting at?” Patton stopped moving in his grasp for a second to think of his answer, before desperately shaking his head.
“No I just want to spend time with you.” The little giggle at the end of his sentence betrayed his true thoughts to Logan. The logical aspect chuckled at this.
“I am not sure I believe you, dearest. I think I’ll ask again. Was there something else you wanted?” He pushed himself down until he was eye-level with his boyfriend, their noses touching and Patton’s arms now wrapping around his neck.
“Nope!” Patton blushed knowing full well he would be found out eventually by his preceptive boyfriend and found out he was not a moment later.
“I’m not quite sure I believe you Patton. Perhaps we should test your null hypothesis, if I reject it...then there should perhaps be some consequences involved, don’t you think, Patton?” The logical aspect rested his fingertips, starting at Patton’s wrists and slowly began to travel their way down his arms stroking slowly. Logan didn’t take his eyes off of his boyfriend once, even as his giggles began to increase. Once he felt the sleeve of Patton’s shirt he stopped, watching Patton squirm closer and not away from him.
“Patton?”
“Eheheh. Yes Logan?”
“I believe I found out what it is that you wanted.” He gave him a knowing smirk slowly making tiny circles with his thumbs on the undersides of his arms, that were still currently wrapped around his neck. Patton began to give a series of soft squeals, as he did his best to keep his arms around the logical aspect’s neck. “But...for research purposes, I need you to tell me what you want.”
Patton shook his head defiantly unable to speak from the delightful sensations coming from Logan’s strategic hands.
“Now Patton. We can do this the easy way or the hard way. The easy way is you can deliberately tell me what it is you want right now and I will give it to you. I can assure you that this course of action will cause you to blush less in your cheeks than the hard way. The hard way entails my hands resting right where they are and a large amount of verbal teasing, until you decide to comply, telling me what it is you want.”
Patton grinned through his giggles, deliberately choosing the hard way from Logan’s perspective.
“I see the hard way is the path you have chosen. Do you wish to continue? Because there is no escape once you have made your choice, dear Patton.” Logan’s hands gripped Patton’s arms, preventing escape. Patton blushed and closed his eyes, shaking his head furiously.
“As you wish then.” Logan began to move his thumb once again, only this time in a quicker and lighter fashion. “So...I will state my hypothesis in question form and you must repeat it back as a sentence if it is true. Patton Sanders, do you enjoy being tickled?”
Patton’s eyes widened as he shook his head vigorously refusing to open his mouth. The speed of Logan’s thumbs quickened as he let out a low and growly chuckle.
“Lying will get you nowhere. How am I able to get results if your stubbornness inhibits your ability to cooperate? Allow me to try again. Do you, Patton Sanders enjoy my fingers gently wiggling against your skin, the rush of adrenaline as I squeeze your tummy, and the tiny kisses I apply to your sides?” Patton’s laughter flushed with his face, growing redder by the minute at Logan’s teasing voice. The moral aspect once again shook his head through his laughter, continuing to deny the logical aspect’s words.
“Patton you are only making this harder on yourself.” Logan began lightly squeezing the area under his arms now. “I will state my hypothesis once more, do you Pat-”
“YEEHEHEHS!! Yes I do!!”
Logan raised an eyebrow in victory. “Oh? Do what Patton?” He left his thumbs there hovering just outside of Patton’s armpits.
“Ihihihih doo like it!”
“What is this ‘it’ that you like, Patton? Please. Do tell.” Logan smirked gladly he was finally getting the upper hand of the battle.
“I LIKE BEING TICKLED!!” Patton practically yelled it and arched his back of the bed, badly wanting Logan to stop hovering and get on with it, but Logan moved his thumbs away just in time.
“Well why did you not say so in the first place, my dearest Patton. So...is there anything in particular you would like me to do with this piece of information?”
Patton shrunk back and made eye contact with his boyfriend, surrendering himself to his vulnerability. “...tickle me? Please?”
Logan smiled fondly as his fingers creeped back towards their target. “With pleasure, dearest.” It only took his digits a second to enter into the defined arches of his armpits, wiggling his index fingers lightly and stimulating as much area as possible. Patton shrieked at the touch and held Logan’s body firmly, refusing himself to respond to the fluttering touch.
Logan chuckled at his boyfriend’s antics. “You are quite adorable in this state, Pat. I know you adore the act of gargalesis and your responses to my touches are quite entertaining to watch. Could you tell me how much you are enjoying this...by...let’s see here...a show of hands? Raise your arms to the sky dearest Patton. It is my intention to maximize your pleasure from this stimuli.” Patton’s chuckles heightened as he shakily stretched his arms to the sky, doing his best not to clamp down. In response, Logan slowed his tickles too, until it was only gentle stroking and gentle giggles. It was then that Logan attacked in the deepest part of his armpits causing an enormous amount of laughter to bubble out and Patton’s armpits to come clamping down.
“You seem to be quite ticklish here my dear Patton? Are you enjoying yourself? Would some verbal teasing put your over the edge per se, however? Tickle tickle tickle my dearest Patton. I know you like it!”
“NAHAHAHAHAHHAHAH!!”
“No? I thought we just established that you did...perhaps a different area is in need of a tickle however.” Logan smiled fondly. “Where should I tickle you next? Your ears? Your nose? Your ribs? Or your toes?” He gently stroked a fleeting finger over each body part as he named it, soaking up the tiny giggles Patton expelled from his lips. “Perhaps your belly would suffice for now.” As Logan reached his hands down Patton’s arms flew off of Logan’s neck as he tried to protect his tummy, shying away from Logan’s touch.
“Ah ah ah. None of that Patton. Hands down at your sides please. You know you are going to enjoy this.” Patton’s face couldn’t blush anymore as he complied slowly lowering his hands to his sides and letting Logan lift up his shirt, slowly.
“Eheheheheheh!! Go faster!!”
“What? Am I not allowed to tease you?” He slipped his index finger gingerly into his bellybutton wiggling it a bit, before lifting up the rest of his shirt and proceeding to gently squeeze across Morality’s abdomen. Patton’s whole body shook with laughter as he gripped the bed sheets, enjoying all of his boyfriends touches. “You are truly adorable Patton.” He then moved from squeezes to subtle scuttles all about his tummy, scratching at various speeds and intensities.
“AHAHAHHHAHAHAHAH!!!” Patton tried not to squirm, but his self defense mechanisms were fighting against his freewill. Logan slowed down his tickles until it was only two index fingers drawing obscure equations on Patton’s bare belly, his laughter subsiding into tiny giggles.
“Lohohogan?”
“Yes Patton?”
“Can you...please tickle my sides?”
“Why yes of course my dear Morality! Thank you for asking.” His fingers then lightly trailed to either side of his stomach beginning to flutter again at a more intense speed. Patton’s laughter skyrocketed once more as he almost jolted off of the bed. “Judging by your responses, you must be very sensitive here. Perhaps some kisses are in order.” Patton’s laughter when silent as he felt Logan’s lips trailing up and down his right side, peppering him with kisses and blowing the occasional teasy raspberry. He switched to his other side soon after, giving it the same treatment fondly. He ended his escapade on Patton’s belly, with one final gigantic raspberry, right on the top of his navel, causing a silent shriek to course through the entirety of Patton’s body.
Patton thought his tickling session was over after that glorious ending, but he was wrong. Logan’s lips then shot up straight to his neck, peppering the area with kisses and sending the moral aspect back into happy hysterics. He nipped with his mouth and tickled with his fingers, soaking up every beautiful sound that gave way out of Patton’s mouth. He only stopped however when he felt the joyful tears trickle down off of Patton’s face and onto his own cheeks.
He retreated and memorized the way Patton looked after a tickling session, hair tousled, eyes happy bright, and his smile. Oh goodness his smile is what got Logan everytime he looked at the moral aspect. It was like a whole world of opportunities was waiting for him, and all Logan had to do was explore it. In how many ways could he get Patton to smile like that? He could only wonder because he was sure the possibilities were endless.
It took him a few minutes to regain himself, the ghostly tickles beginning to subside leaving a yawning and tired Patton in their wake. He grabbed out towards Logan once again, pulling him back into his embrace and dozing off quietly.
Thus Logan found him in the same position again, but this time he didn’t want to move Patton. He too found his eyelids growing heavy and his personage tired. His real work that he needed to do had already been completed, as far as he was concerned. Perhaps this is what the moral aspect had needed all along. Logic quickly filed away the new found information in his mind, that if Patton was ever having another clumsy week, all he needed was a good tickle.