I had a Floof idea! At some point, Floof find Sam napping on the couch and decides to give his exposed tummy some attention. Sam wakes up a giggling, squealing mess and isn’t awake enough to fight back.
Sam was innocent in this who fiasco. Truly, he was. He was taking a nap in the library after reading tomes after tomes in the MOL bunker, sorting and filing.
The familiar weight of Floof on his leg honestly didn’t bug him. The little monster was so snuggly and cuddly.
What Sam didn’t expect is the little monster to be interested in his belly button. The soft floof vibrates all over his belly, nuzzling into the curve of his belly button.
“Hehehey! Flohohohoof stahahahap!”
The little monster ignored him, tentacles swirling into his belly button.
“Ack! NAHAHAHA!”
Sam squirmed and giggled, not wanting to hurt the monster by tossing him off. Floof enjoyed Sam’s laughter, purposefully vibrating on his lower belly, the softness tickling more then anything.
“FLOHOHOOF AHAHA DOHOHONT TIHIHICKLE!”
“He’s a tickle monster, Sam,” Dean smirked, watching fondly at the adorable scene. Sam’s face was pink and the Floof was also a matching shade. “It’s what he does.”
“AHAHA IHIHIT TIHIHICKLES TOHOHO MUHUHUCH!”
Dean snorted and walked up to them, scooping up Floof and tickling the monsters little tentacles, smirking as the monster let out a loud purr, pulling them back into his fluffy body.
“There you go dork,” Dean laughed, now petting Floof.
Sam panted and curled up, giggling. “Thanks.”