#lee!aym

[theclumsyindecisiveturtle]

"Payback, You Jerk!"

Summary: Aym has been picking on his twin far too much for his liking, so, Baal hatches a plan for revenge.

Disclaimer: This is a tickle fic. If that isn't your thing, feel free to scroll on by. All characters are adults. Minors please DNI, thank you! !!THIS IS NOT A SHIP!! Please do not tag it as such!

Fandom: Cult of the Lamb

Characters: Lee!Aym, Ler!Baal

Genre: Fluff/Silly

CW: Slight swearing, trapping, tickling. (Please let me know if I missed anything!)

Word count: 1,107

Reading time: 4 minutes

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Baal grumbled under his breath. He had absolutely had it with his twin.

Aym had been in a particularly playful and taunting mood as of late, tickling, poking, prodding, spooking, you name it. Baal was fed up, he was going to get his brother back. He just had to catch him off guard.

After setting up a plan, and hopefully a working trap, Baal went to fetch his twin.

"Aym! Aym, where are you?"

Baal heard a snicker from behind him, before he could react, Aym dropped to the ground and pinched Baal's sides.

"GAHAHA! AYM!"

"Yes brother?"

Baal lightly scowled at his jerk of a brother.

"I was wondering if you would like to spar with me out in the field."

Aym grinned.

"I'd love to, it's been a while."

"That it has."

It had indeed been a while since they had sparred, as they hadn't really had a need to since being freed along with their master and being reunited with their mother.

Once they made it out to the field, they got squared up.

"Ready?"

Aym asked.

Baal nodded.

"Ready."

"Go!"

They locked spears, twisting to try and throw off the other.

Baal kept his face playful and unsuspecting. He just had to back Aym towards the trap.

Baal saw an opening and clashed back. one step back, two steps back. Now let Aym gain ground. Don't let Aym switch sides, not yet. Clash and push. Time it right, stay focused. Baal let Aym switch sides so that Baal was backing towards the trap instead. He just had to wait. Clash, twist, push, closer to the trap. Push back, then slip, closer still. Just a little more. With one sharp twist, Baal switched places with Aym again, shoving his foot against Aym's shin to force it into the hidden trap.

With a yelp of surprise, Aym toppled to the ground, the log that the trap was attached to rolled slightly, light enough to move, heavy enough to hold. It rolled over the rope, making it impossible to just slip out.

"What the-?! Baal what the Hell!"

Aym looked at his brother, annoyance and shock on his face.

Baal didn't answer, he merely plopped down on his brother's legs and stared down at him with a level of indifference that would make their master proud.

"Uhh Baal...?"

Aym suddenly felt uneasy.

"This is payback, you jerk."

Before Aym could react, Baal dug into his sides, honing in just below the ribs.

Amy barked out a laugh before gritting his teeth.

"Baha- Baal, aha- Damn it! Stohop!

Amy kicked his trapped leg, trying to pull it free.

Baal started to claw upwards, expression neutral.

Aym grunted, grabbing his brother's wrists.

Baal ignored him, pushing under his arms.

"AHAH- BAHAHAAL EHENOUGH!"

"No, I don't think so. You've been taunting me for days, it was only a matter of time before your actions caught up with you."

Why was Baal so terrifying all of a sudden?

Baal dug into Aym's belly, kneading into the muscle.

"AHAHA- It's nohohot my fault yohohou're an eheheasy target!"

Baal sighed and shook his head.

"Wrong answer."

Baal began rapidly poking along Aym's waist.

Aym cackled, shaking his head desperately. Poking was always his weak point, and Baal knew how to exploit it to the fullest.

"BAHAHAAL! BAHAHAHAAL WAHAHAIT!"

"Wait for what exactly?"

Baal fought to keep his tone even, he so wanted to tease Aym, but the minimal response was working best at the moment.

"IHIHIHI- AHA! BAHAHAHAAL!"

"I'm listening, I don't understand why you aren't communicating."

Baal spoke as if he wasn't using a claw to scratch at Aym's bellybutton.

Aym could only shake his head, why on earth was he unraveling so easily?

"YOHOHOHOU SMAHAHARTASS!"

"Wrong answer again, I truly thought you were smarter than this, Aym."

Baal switched to scribbling at his sides.

Aym wheezed.

"STAHAHAP TALKING LIHIHIKE THAT! IT'S CREHEHEEPY!"

"Oh? How so?"

"YOHOU JUST SOHOHOHUND WEIRD!"

"But how? What's weird specifically?"

Baal persisted, wanting an answer.

Aym's face seemed to flush even more beneath his fur.

"Ihihih- ihihi don't wahahanna answer!"

Baal blinked. Did Aym just whine?

"Oh come on Aym, surely it can't be that bad."

Baal let himself smile softly, scratching along Aym's neck.

"AHA- Yohohohou keheheep reminding mehehe of mahahaster! ihihit's embarrahahassing!

Baal paused, that wasn't what he expected.

"What?"

Aym groaned.

"The way you're talking reminds me of master, and that's embarrassing."

Baal grinned.

"Seriously?! That's adorable!"

"Shut up!"

"So me talking like master is too embarrassing for you?"

"Yes! That and the tone you're using just doesn't suit you at all!"

Baal pondered.

"So... you want me to stop talking like that?"

"Yes!"

"What else could I do though? It makes you so shy! How could I not tease you!"

"Oh for- Anything! Anything else!"

Baal let a sly grin cross his face. He leaned over to better face his brother.

"Anything?"

Aym's eyes widened to the size of dinner plates.

"Wait! That's not what I meant!"

"No, you're right. It doesn't suit me at all! Let me try this!"

Before Aym could protest, Baal dove down and began to blow raspberries on his neck, kneading his sides.

"GAHAHAHA! NHOHOHO!"

"Tickle, tickle, tickle, brother!"

"SHAHAHA- SHUT UHUHUP!"

"Rude! I'm only doing what you asked!"

"IHIHI DIDN'T AHAHASK SHIT!"

Baal let out an exaggerated gasp.

"Aym! You know mom doesn't like that kind of language!"

Baal began an onslaught of raspberries against Aym's belly while poking at his ribs.

"AHHAHA NO! NO POHOHOHOKING!"

"Yes poking! It's your favorite!"

"IHIHIHIHI- NOHOHOHO MOHOHORE!"

"Are you yielding, Aym? How unlike you!"

"IHIHI CAHAHAHAN'T! PLEHEHEASE BROTHER!"

"Sure, I'll stop. If you apologize."

Baal said, matter-of-factly, digging into Aym's underarms.

"FOHOHOR WHAT?!"

"For picking on me so much, silly! That's what got you into this whole mess, after all!"

"OHOHO COHOHOME ON! DOHOHON'T BE A BAHAHABY!"

Baal shrugged.

"Suit yourself."

Baal began poking at Aym's waist again, quick and precise.

"AHAHAHAHA! NAHAHAT THAT! PLEHEHEHEASE!"

"All you have to say is 'sorry'~"

Baal singsonged, a massive grin on his face now.

"FAHAHA- FIHIHIHINE, FINE! I'M SOHOHORRY! I YIELD! I YIEHEHEHELD! I'M SAHAHAHARRY, PLEHEHEHEASE!"

"Oh alright. See! That wasn't so bad!"

Baal freed Aym from the trap, and helped him up.

"That was dirty."

Aym said, looking at the trap sourly.

"It worked didn't it?"

Baal teased, ruffling Aym's hair.

"It was clever, I'll give you that."

"Thank you!"

Aym rolled his eyes with a smile.

"Boys! Suppertime!"

Their mom called out from the house.

Baal smiled at his twin.

"Shall we?"

Aym threw his arm around Baal's shoulder.

"Yes, we shall."

With that, the twins sauntered towards the house.

~Fin~

[theclumsyindecisiveturtle]

Hellooo! I’ve been silently watching your blog for a while and honestly? Loving it! 🩵🤍I read your COTL fic from December (Lee!narinder🥹🩵) and LOVED IT!!! 🫶 Sooo I was possibly wondering if you could do Lee!Aym and Ler!Baal? I’m really obsessed with sibling!Aym and Baal rn😭🙏 if not, that’s totally fine! <3 Have a great day!!

-❄️🩵snow anon🤍❄️

Um hello?! Hi! You have no idea how incredibly happy this makes me! Thank you so much! I honestly love the idea of lee!Aym, maybe Baal gets some revenge for all of Aym’s teasing. I haven’t really thought about doing requests but I might give it a shot! Thank you for sharing! Please pop in again! 🩵