Congrats on the 1200 milestone, Nim!!!! I've been following since the last event and I'm really happy to see you grow!
I was wondering if I could request something with ee!Lighter and er!Harumasa, from Zenless Zone Zero? I don't know what could be a good plot, but I trust your taste!
Hope you keep creating a lot! I love your work!
Hello anon!!! Thank you so much for the support and for requesting them!
I actually have a few ideas for them, mostly include them beig at each other's throats (in my ways), so I hope you don't mind me using your ask as an excuse to pull this one off
again, thank you for the support and I hope you like this one!
Harumasa let out a frustrated groan. His fingers stopped moving, pressed still against Lighter's ribs. He looked down at the other man, watching his chest wave with ragged breaths. "I thought I was clear just now. What part of 'get out of my way' that you didn't understand?"
"F-fuhuhuck off, boss," Lighter gasped, scoffing the last bit. His elbows were stiff against his sides, refusing to move even in the slightest. "I'm trying, aight?!"
"I don't care," Harumasa said firmly, brows furrowed with anger even when his eyes were still gleaming playfully. "I'm not paying the full price if you're going to interrupt me every ten seconds. You better give me a discount if this happens again."
Lighter wanted to push Harumasa off his lap and rip him in half. There was no need for him to submit himself to this humiliation, but that weird feeling stirring up inside his stomach made him do it anyway. He couldn't understand it, it went against his better judgment, but he couldn't bring himself to neglect it.
Harumasa wasn't exactly an usual boss. He always talked to Lighter in person and always asked for some shady work to be done, but the payments usually made up for the hassle. Harumasa wasn't a bad partner either, he knew a thing or two in bed and was good at kissing, so Lighter never thought about… charging for it, but who was he to deny it if the man wanted to show off his wealth?
For this, however, he should've charged extra.
"A-Asahahaba!" Lighter laughed, throwing his head back into the pillow as Harumasa started tickling his ribs again. Lighter clenched at the bedsheets with both hands, already knowing he'd get scolded if he tried to protect himself again. "S-slohohow down, yohohou jeheherk!"
"Shut it," Harumasa ordered, his fingers prodding at the soft spots between each bone and pinching the sensitive skin. "You don't get to tell me what to do."
Lighter gritted his teeth, a crooked smile plastered onto his face while he tried to stop himself from laughing and from insulting Harumasa again. He just needed to focus and ignore the feeling. Maybe if he thought about something else, he would be able to ignore it and—
"AHAH!! N-Nohohot thehehere!" Lighter cackled in surprise as Harumasa suddenly moved his hands up to tickle Lighter under his arms. Before he could think of it, Lighter's body moved on his own and clasped his arms around his torso again. "S-stohohop it, plehehease!"
Harumasa shook his head, his fingers wiggling in the little space they had. He squeezed Lighter's body between his legs, steadying himself on top of the other man. "Did I stutter before? My, I expected better from how much you charged me."
"I-it tihihickles, damn it! I cahahan't hehel— ahagh, Ahahasaba! Wahahait!" Lighter whined, too overwhelmed by the tickling to pay any mind to Harumasa's scolding. The latter clicked his lips, barely bothering to feign disappointment at that point.
"Just a discount won't do," Harumasa hummed, "I might ask for a refund at this rate ~"
