I would absolutely adore number 6 with lee reader and ler Betty from date everything!! 💖 Hope you’re well and stay hydrated and awesome!
TickleTober Day 6: Wrestle
~Yay, Betty! I love writing her character; she’s so teasy and fun. Finishing this kinda late, so sorry for any typos. Thank you for requesting, and I hope you Enioy!~
Fandom: Date Everything!
Lee: Gender Neutral Reader
Ler: Betty
Summary: You had a bad day, and Betty offers to make it better. However, her methods are a tad bit…unorthodox.
Warnings: canon-typical interactions, language, and romantical/suggestive happenings. This is a tickle fic, so if you don’t like that, scroll away!!
“Hey, lover,” Betty hummed, stretching out on the sheets. Her hand patted the space beside her, beckoning you. She was technically lying on herself, but damn, she was comfortable.
You blinked, looking at her like you’d forgotten the dateviators were on. You seemed…distracted. “Oh…uh, hey, Betty.”
Her brows immediately furrowed at that. You were normally a bit distracted when you came in—you were tired, after all—but this was different. “Everything alright?”
“Kinda? I just had a bad day,” you shrugged, laying back on the bed beside her. You stared up at the ceiling, then at her. You’d missed that face all day.
Betty frowned at that, placing a hand on your shoulder. “Aw…is it okay if I try and make it better?”
That made you smile a bit. Betty was usually pretty good at boosting your mood, no matter what methods she chose. “Sure.”
With a small chuckle, Betty turned, hovering over you on the bed. She loved the way your eyes lit up with excitement, even when you had no clue what was coming for you.
Betty’s hands slid up your sides, and your own mirrored the motion on her. Only, instead of slipping under your shirt, her fingers began wiggling.
“SHHHHIhihihit! Behehetty?!” you yelped, squirming around beneath her. You’d expected some fun, maybe cuddling, but that?
That, you were wholly unprepared for.
“Just relax, baby. I wanna make you feel better,” she cooed, pulling out her teasing voice. Usually, you’d hear it late at night when she wanted to be mean. Then, however, it carried an entirely different meaning.
“Thehehere are ohother wahahays!”
Betty chuckled at that, clamping her legs around your own. “Maybe, but this seems much more fun.” She was ready for a fight.
You could hear the challenge in her voice, a giddy excitement filling your chest. If she wanted a challenge…well, you could certainly try and give her one.
You lurched upward, trying to push Betty off of you. She laughed, nearly falling off from your efforts. Instead of letting you go, however, she pounced back on you, tugging you into her lap. Before you could even think of countering, Betty had your arms behind your back in a startlingly effective hold.
“Wahait! Wait, wait, Behehetty wahahahait!” you giggled, all worked up before she even began tickling you. Betty was an impressively good play-wrestler.
She shook her head, getting your arms secured behind your back while freeing her hands. Perfect. “Sorry baby, but I’ve waited long enough.”
With that, Betty’s fingers dug into your sides, poking and wiggling against the sensitive areas.
“Why ahahahare youhu sohoho gohood at thahahat?!”
A compliment? Betty couldn’t help but smile at that, pressing a kiss to the top of your head. “Aw, how sweet. It’s a skill, and I’ve had lots of practice.”
That both answered your question and made you incredibly nervous. That “practice” almost definitely spelled giggly doom for you.
Sure enough, her skilled fingers traveled to your stomach, vibrating her clawed hand against the soft skin.
“NYAHAHAHAHA!”
You kicked and squirmed, tugging at your restrained arms. Betty didn’t falter, however; you weren’t getting away that easily.
“Oh, love, does that tickle? Hmm?” Betty teased, leaning forward to whisper in your ear. She was purposefully letting her lips brush the shell, tickling you more. The way your cheeks brightened was gorgeous to her. “You’re so cute when you blush~”
“SH-SHUHUHUSH!”
Your fluster at her compliments was rather adorable. She would happily try to break you another day, but right then, her mission was to brighten your day.
“Poor thing…want me to be gentle, baby?” she cooed, purposefully using a baby-voice to tease you.
You nodded frantically, trying not to sound too pathetic. Of course, you failed. “Y-YEHEHES!”
Betty stopped tormenting your stomach, switching to gentle spidering across the soft skin. She began nuzzling her face against your neck, occasionally planting little kisses.
“There we go. Is that better?” she whispered, pulling you closer. Betty released your arms, letting you flail a bit and hold her arms.
“Y-youhuhu’re sohoho mehean!” you whined, leaning back against Betty’s chest. She’d worn you out, and there was a lovely set of pillows for you to rest on behind you.
“Oh, I know, I’m so mean,” she tutted, shaking her head. She nipped your neck softly, making you squeak. “Don’t tempt me to bully you again, lover. I will get you if you push me.”
That did sound fun…but maybe another time. You were rather worn out from your bad day, and the tickling had exhausted you. You were ready to throw in the towel. You giggled out your safeword, tapping Betty's arm to show that she hadn’t done too far.
Betty’s arms tightened around you, turning you to face her. You got a lovely kiss before she started petting your hair again. “Aw, is someone tired?”
“Yehehes…” you grumbled, burrying your face in Betty’s chest. It was definitely time for a nap.
“Alright, alright. Let's rest together, then.”
Giving you another quick kiss, Betty laid the two of you down, pulling you closer against her. Your head rested on her chest, arms tucked around her waist as you held on. It was adorable.
“Baby…sleep well. I’ll be here when you wake up, always by your side. Especially with those giggles.”
“Mph, fuck off…”
“Maybe later. Now, sleep, or I’ll try that raspberry thing Diana was telling me about.”