lee losr so you dont forget
Winnerloser tickle fic yippee yippee yippee GACCKKJ GGH CGOUCOIGH COUGH COIGH/j
Lee Loser, ler Winner
This is a ship
THIS IS A SFW TICKLE FIC! It's just about them tickling each other! If you don't like that or are uncomfortable, please just scroll
Warnings: raspberries, not much else I can think of unless you'd consider anything in this intense
I didn't really know how to start this, so it kinda just hops into the tickling right away
Nsfw dni
Fic under cut yippee yippee
Winner traced Losers side lazily, leaning against him while doing so. Loser was curled up, giggling to himself while Winner traced.
"W-Winner-" Loser squeaked out, unable to finish his sentence before giggling more. Winner snickered quietly, opening one eye to watch their partner. "Something wrong?" They teased lightheartedly, changing to a light skitter instead of tracing. Loser made a small muffled sound, instinctively attempting to shuffle away from the others hand. "Quhuit!" Loser mumbled through his laughter, to which Winner only nuzzled more into him and kept him close. "Why? You're having fun!" Winner chirped, keeping an innocent tone despite knowing what they were doing. "Noho!" Loser squealed, continuing to squirm away from Winners hand. Winner let out a chuckle, moving to skitter across Losers abdomen. Loser squeaked, pulling his legs up to try and pin Winners hand against his stomach so they can't continue. "Stahap that..!"
Loser was attempting to hide his face in his hands, muffling his laughter a little bit. Winner stopped skittering for just a moment, taking Losers wrists and pulling their hands away from their face. "Heyy, don't hide! Let me hear your little laugh!" Winner exclaimed, as if this was the most casual thing ever. Loser began attempting to stutter out an embarrassed reply, but Winner continued the skittering before Loser had the chance to.
Loser cackled from surprise, quickly calming down to a much calmer laugh and slowly sliding down against winner, practically becoming a ragdoll. Winner smiled, adjusting so they were sitting up taller to allow the other to use them as a support.
"Aww, are you melting?" They asked playfully. Loser shook his head rapidly, kicking a little bit; not directly at Winner, just kicking aimlessly. "No!- I'm nahat!" Loser said through laughter.
Winner blinked, noticing how Loser was trying to pin their hand still. They grinned, lightly squeezing the cubes stomach. "I got your tummyyy!" Winner chirped. Their expression changed quickly, cringing at themselves a little bit. "Yohohou suhuck!" Loser squealed. Winner tilted their head, raising an eyebrow. "Do I?" Winner tased Losers side without warning, just smiling at him while they did so. Loser squealed immediately, shoving himself against the periwinkle fluff while trying to squirm away from their hand. "QUHUIT-!" Loser managed to say, a death-grip on Winners wrist the whole time.
Winner was quick to stop, rubbing away the leftover tingles. "You okay?" Winner asked, nuzzling against the cube. Loser was still giggling to himself, slowly laying on his back without realizing. Winner snickered, pulling Loser to sit up again, shocking him a little bit.
"Ready for me to continue?" Winner asked after a moment of letting Loser calm down, still petting the ghost tickles away. "Or want me to stop?" Winner felt the need to add.
Loser giggled, sighing and nuzzling into his partner a little bit. "Yehea.. continue." Loser murmured, a bit embarrassed he was letting it continue.
Winner smiled, slowly tapping up Losers side until they got to the cubes rib area. The taps didn't tickle enough to make him laugh, but definitely caught his attention.
Winner stopped at the ribs, beginning to lightly trace the first. "Oooneee..." Winner sang out quietly into Losers nonexistent ear.
Loser bursted into giggles, immediately attempting to jerk away from them. "Noho counting-!" He squeaked out.
Winner ignored what Loser said, moving up to the next rib. "Twwwooo.." They sang.
"STAHAP!" Loser laughed louder, arms clamping down to defend his sides.
Winner snickered. "You told me I could continue! Also, I can't count if you're laughing.. I'll forget what number I'm on." Winner said playfully, hand trailing back down to the first rib. Loser yanked himself away from Winners hand, arms still over his sides. "Gohood! Don't count thehem!" The cube curled up, instinctively protecting himself.
Winner had a hard time not snickering at their partners silly behavior, but managed. "Aww, why not? Does it tickle that much?" They asked, their tone innocent despite the teasing. "Noo!" Losers face was red with embarrassment, trying to hide his smile.
Winner caught Loser off gaurd, tapping and scribbling up the cubes stomach. He made some small choked noise, instinctively curling up and pulling their arms and legs close to try and pin Winners hand into being still. "Quhuit THAHAT!" Loser tried to sound playfully intimidating, yet he failed due to the laughter.
"Aww, whyy?" Winner asked with a fake tone of innocence, slowly stopping and nuzzling against Loser as if they were done. Loser ended up taking the bait, snickering and leaning back against Winner. "Jeherk.." Loser giggled out. Winner was lightly rubbing the cubes stomach to remove any leftover tingles, yet they randomly swung Loser around to face them before blowing one big raspberry on Losers stomach. The cube screeched, kicking around rapidly. "WIHIHINNER! NOHO FAHAHAHAIR!" Loser squealed, hiding his red face with his hands. Winner didn't reply, only gulping down more air and repeating what they did before. Loser had the same reaction, his arms flopping over Winners head weakly.
Winner stopped soon after, pulling away and rubbing their partners head. "Okay, okay. I'm done now." Winner smiled, nuzzling against their partners cheek and planting a small kiss there. Loser grumbled something, leaning into Winner as they pet his head. "You did well." Winner praised sweetly. Loser sighed. "Thanks.." He mumbled, a nonserious irritated tone sprinkled over his voice. Winner snickered at it.
