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Trophy and Cheesy tickle fic!
Ler Cheesy, lee Trophy
This is a shameless ship fic
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: none
Nsfw blogs dni
Fic under cut!
Trophy pulled Cheesy closer, gently petting the cheese blocks head as he scrolled on his phone. Cheesy nosily peeked at Trophys phone and watched what he was doing. He smiled at the award after a while, waiting until his partner noticed him looking at him.
Trophy never noticed, of course.
He simply stared at his phone, looking tired.
After some long moments, Cheesy got bored of not being noticed.
He lightly poked Trophys side, saying "boop, boop, boop," each time.
Trophy yelped, jerking away and removing his arm from around his shorter partner. "Fuck, what is it?" He mumbled, rubbing his side and putting his phone down.
Cheesy snickered. "Looking for attention." He said smugly.
Trophy rolled his eyes. "Of course.." He huffed. He sat up and looked at his partner, trying to seem more irritated than he was. He couldn't be as mad at Cheesy anymore as he used to be, and it was harder to pretend he was.
Cheesy snickered, reaching out to poke his partners attention again. "Boop, boop, boop!"
Trophy gasped and waved his hand at Cheesys. "Cut that out, jerk!" He hissed.
"Why? Does it tickle?" He teased.
Trophy growled, rubbing his face and giving up on shooing Cheesys hands away. "Don't- no- stop!"
"Is the big scary award ticklish?! Is he?!" Cheesy cooed, moving to gently scritch his sides.
"Noho-!" Trophy muffled himself, stuffing his face into a pillow and quieting himself.
Cheesy knew a lot about his partner, he also knew Trophy didn't mind tickles as much as he tried to imply, hell, he even enjoyed them a tiny bit.
Cheesy giggled, adjusting himself to sit on top of Trophys hips. He continued to lightly scritch, snickering at his partner in his embarrassed, giggly state. "You're so adorable! Ain't ya?!" He teased.
He enjoyed teasing Trophy. It was amusing to see his partner so flustered and embarrassed over little teases, especially when Trophy could beat him up if he wanted.
Trophy laughed out something, but it was muffled due to the pillow. To Cheesy, it kinda sounded like "nohoho!"
Cheesy moved and squeezed Trophys stomach, giggling along with Trophy. "Does it tickleeeee?" Cheesy asked, his tone similar to baby-talk. "Nohoh, it dohohon't!" Trophy moved the pillow down for just a moment just to reply to the tease. Cheesy tittered. "Aw, you sure?" He asked.
He moved himself up, sitting higher up on Trophys stomach now and pausing his tickles.
Trophy caught his breath before sitting the pillow down and giving Cheesy and angered look. "Shut up.." He growled.
"Oh? Oh, you want me to shut up? Hm? Ya sure 'bout that? Huh?" He spoke with a silly, quick tone before tazing Trophys sides gently.
Trophy gasped sharply and tried to squirm, but quickly began to cackle, gripping his handles and squealing. "NOHOHO- Stahah-HAHAP! Ihihi'm SOHOHOORRYYYYY!" He cackled.
Cheesy giggled and stopped tazing. "Ah, good!"
Cheesy began to lightly skitter over Trophys rib-ish spot, just enough to make him snicker and squeak. "Ahaha- nohoh-" Trophy giggled. He grasped his handles and squeezed lightly.
Cheesy looked up, looking at him holding his handles. He got an idea right then.
He got off of Trophy and sat next to him, looking Trophy in they eyes with a smile.
Trophy was still smiling and catching his breath. God, Cheesy thought he was adorable.
Once Trophy caught his breath again, he let go of his handles and rubbed his face, a subtle way to hide a fluster that grew on his face.
Cheesy slowly reached out and traced Trophys handle, making him squeak.
Cheesy snickered.
Trophy gave him an irritated expression, covering the handle Cheesy traced.
Cheesy skittered over the other one, this time not stopping so Trophy could defend his handle.
"Wahait!" Trophy gently grabbed Cheesy's wrist, but didn't pull his hand away despite being fully capable of it.
"Aw, are your handles ticklish? Hm? Are theyyyy?" He cooed. "N-Noho-!" Trophy squeaked. "Hmm...I think they are." Cheesy nodded at his own words, giggling.
He wiggled his fingers into both of Trophys handles, making him squeal again. "Ihihit tickles! Stahap!" He snorted. "Dohork!" He squeaked.
After a while, Cheesy laid off. He backed away and smiled innocently at his giggly partner.
Trophy rubbed his handles to remove the tingly feelings, glaring at his partner.
"You're a jackass." Trophy mumbled. "Sure, I am, goldy." He laid back, looking at Trophy smugly.
Trophy rolled his eyes and sighed, but moved himself closer to Cheesy, pulling his shorter partner closer and closing his eyes. Cheesy snuggled into Trophy without a word, sighing happily.
