Laughust Day One: Most Ticklish in the Circus
Summary: Caine decides to see just how ticklish Jax is.
Caine was just minding his own business, when he realized it was quite a while since he's heard Jax's laughter. He thought that Jax was the most ticklish in the entire circus, because whenever he tickles him, he laughs harder than anyone else. Caine wasn't too sure, so he decided to see just how ticklish Jax was, so he decided to plan something.
Jax was just lounging on the couch, with his hands behind his head, enjoying life. Caine snuck up on him and pounced on him, using his powers to tie his arms above his head and his ankles together.
"Uh... Caine," Jax said, unable to move. "What are you doing?"
"I'm gonna test out how ticklish you really are!" Caine said, placing his hands on Jax's stomach, making it quiver.
"Eep!" Jax let out a small noise, intriguing Caine. He proceeded to lightly tickle Jax's stomach, making him laugh.
"Now it's tickle time!" Caine said as his fingers gently tickled Jax. Jax couldn't keep himself from laughing.
"S- stop!" Jax said, laughing. "That tickles!"
"Yep, you're certainly ticklish!" Caine said, tickling a little harder, causing Jax to burst out laughing.
"CAHAHAHAHAINE! CUHUHUHUT IHIHIHIT OHOHOHOHOHOUT!" Jax protested through his laughter as his stomach was shown no mercy.
"Seems like this is your worst spot!" Caine said, continuing to tickle Jax's stomach.
"CAHAHAHAHAINE! PLEHEHEHEHEHEASE STAHAHAHAHAHAHAP! IHIHIHIHIHIHIHIT TIHIHIHIHIHICKLES!" Jax said through his laughter as Caine kept tickling him.
"That's the point! It's supposed to tickle!" Caine said, tickling all over Jax's stomach, looking for a sensitive place to tickle.
"PLEHEHEHEHEHEHEASE NOHOHOHOHOT THEHEHEHEHEHERE! I'M TOHOHOHOHO TICKLISH FOHOHOHOHOR THIHIHIHIS! STAHAHAHAHAP!" Jax pleaded through his laughter as his stomach was shown no mercy by Caine's tickling fingers.
"Tickle, tickle, tickle!" Caine teased, tickling with a feather, without knowing how ticklish he is against them.
"HAHAHAHAHAHA! (squeak) STAHAHAHAHAHA! NOHAHAHAHAHA! PLEHEHEHEHEHEASE HAHAHAVE MEHEHEHEHEHEHERCY!" Jax found it very difficult to get any words out without being dissolved by laughter.
After twenty minutes of nonstop tickling, feeling like hours for Jax, Caine stopped tickling him and let him go. Jax hugged his midsection and brought his knees to his chest.
"You good, Jax?" Caine asked, concerned about Jax's well-being.
"Don't worry about me, I'm fine," Jax responded, not letting go of his midsection.
That night, Jax decided to get some much-needed rest after being tickled to bits.