Discover Top Posts Tagged with #ler!chosen

Dec 13, 2024

What Are We And What Is This?

Warning! Intense tickle fic, bondage, a sex store, and discussion of kinks!

Smosh Nintendogs (Augustus x The Chosen)

Summary: Augustus and Chosen define their relationship and what this whole tickling thing is. Also Augustus bought some stuff for them to play with. [THIS IS A TICKLE FIC]

SEQUEL TO THIS FIC HERE

REMINDER THAT THIS BLOG WILL BE DELETED (eventually) AND ALL MY FICS WILL BE ON AO3 FOREVER.

>>>BOOKMARK MY AO3 HERE<<<

---

Augustus stepped into the store, flinching as the bell above the door announced his presence. This wasn't a Gamestop or Best Buy where he wanted a clerk to notice and help him find exactly what he was looking for, asking him questions and learning his needs.

No. After days of working up the courage, Augustus had shakily stepped through the door of a sex shop.

A young women in her 20's was behind the counter sporting pink hair and more facial piercings than Augustus could count in the quick glance he shot her way.

"Need help finding anything?" She asked in a neutral tone that Augustus was having a hard time reading as anything other than judgmental or mocking.

"N-No I'm good!" He stammered out unnaturally quickly. He could feel his face flush as he looked around, trying to find somewhere for his eyes to comfortably settle and only finding uncomfortable sights.

It was a sex shop after all. And it was not helping that Augustus was on the ace spectrum.

So what exactly was an asexual virgin doing in a sex shop?

Well, despite him not having a sex drive, his recent encounters with Chosen had lead him to discover he had a kink.

An asexual with a kink. What a world.

He was 99% sure Chosen was asexual too. He had often gone on long tangents about his precious no-fap reddit community. At first it seemed like some weird superiority thing until Augustus had prodded him for more information, originally just curious about his friend's passions. As Chosen talked more about it, his language towards sex seemed... repulsed. As if the very act was a disgusting, uncomfortable, unappealing mess.

Which Augustus kind of agreed with.

As for the whole kink thing, Augustus wasn't sure if he and Chosen were on the same page.

Anyone could admit that being invited to your rival's home just to have a three hour tickle fight was probably somewhere in the territory of kink.

Ever since their last 'rematch' as they had been calling it, Augustus' mind had been racing with what other fun things they could be doing involving tickling.

He had fallen down a deep rabbit hole of tickle kink videos, all igniting his imagination on what he could be doing with Chosen, leading him to working up the courage to go somewhere to buy the tools to step their 'rematches' up a notch.

Something awful was occurring to Augustus as he walked throughout the shop.

He had no idea where the stuff he needed was.

Which meant... he had to ask the worker about it.

Augustus cringed and felt his flushed appearance return.

He hovered near one of the displays close to the counter, pretending to examine the toys on display while also avoiding eye contact with the dildos and vibrators.

"You need something?" The woman asked.

"Nope!" Augustus whirled around and faced her. "I mean- yes. I mean, um."

"Yo, bro you're cool. It's a sex shop. I've worked here for years. No one's judging." She gave a lopsided smile. "First time in a place like this?"

He coughed and nodded while staring at the floor.

"Whatcha lookin' for? I promise I'm not gonna judge I've seen literally everything."

Augustus chewed on his lip. He knew that was probably true but... a tickle kink?

"I need, um..." He swallow. "C-Cuffs... a-and rope." He squeaked out.

"Okay, bondage, got it."

Augustus winced hearing his kinky desires so casually spoken aloud.

"Bro, relax. No one's gonna laugh at you. Not only are you my only customer right now but I help people find sex toys and bondage literally every day." The woman started walking through the aisles and Augustus hesitantly followed her. "People ask shit like 'have any piss porn?' and I'm like yeah it's in the back let me show you. They ask 'any vibrators that look like tentacles?' and I'm like 'We have like twelve different types.'"

Augustus knew she was trying to make him feel better, and while it was working to an extent, it was also making him feel really embarrassed.

As they rounded the final corner the woman gestured to wall of cuffs, rope, silk, harnesses, and leather you could wear on just about every inch of your body.

Augustus felt his eyes widen.

"U-Um." He stuttered.

"I know society has taught you that sex is a secret naughty act but it's all, like, totally normal and chill, you know? Me and my partner like to use bondage every once in a while." She grabbed a pair of black leather cuffs. "This is a set that can go on ankles and wrists. They're pretty comfy for their price, they don't leave marks unless you get, like, really intense. Is that something you're looking for?"

"Um... I think?"

"What kinda stuff are you thinking of trying? Like BDSM, sensory deprivation, any specific kinks?"

Augustus felt like he was going to pass out. He knew communication was important and he knew sex safety and comfort was important... so he really needed to communicate with this person who knew more than him and could advise him on what he needed.

"It's, like... a... kink thing."

"Mind if I ask what kind of kink? I promise it's nothing I haven't heard before."

Augustus swallowed. The woman waited patiently.

"A, um... it's uh... a tickle kink?" He practically whimpered.

"Oh, yeah, I've tried that with my partner before. Not super our thing but I get the appeal."

Augustus blinked dumbly.

"Since the ticklee can get super thrashy I'd recommend a set that isn't gonna put too much stress on the joints. I think you'll do best with a cuff bondage set for beginners." She walked to the side and grabbed a large see through bag with many items and handed it to him.

"This kit, like I said, great for beginners. It's got wrist and ankle cuffs that buckle to each other or to straps like a seatbelt. It's super affordable which is great for people experimenting since, you know, it'd suck to buy big expensive kits just to decide you don't like it."

Augustus was beginning to calm down, enjoying have direct information supplied to him, though still embarrassed about the whole situation.

"If you're doing tickle stuff you could also grab a small pack of feathers." She pointed to the intersecting wall with a few bags of different colored feathers. "Or a big pack. Whatever you want."

Augustus nodded. "Th-thank you for your help, kind shopkeeper."

The woman snorted at the line. "No problem. Feel free to look around or grab me if you need anything else. I'm gonna head back to my station."

"O-Okay!" Augustus breathed a small sigh of relief as the woman left. He looked down at the kit in his hands. the $50 price tag was nothing to sneeze at but it definitely was more affordable than some of those $100-$300 ones hanging on the wall.

He approached the wall with the feathers. It was a small section of the wall but it was more than enough choices for him. He eventually decided on a pack with 5 different feathers, each a different texture. He felt they could have some fun with that.

Augustus walked towards the counter, feeling remarkably calmer than when he had entered.

"All good?" The woman asked.

"Yes. Thank you for talking to me... how you did. This isn't really... something I'm used to."

"Hey, man, I get it. Not everyone's super comfortable with sexuality or kink stuff or whatever, but it's nothing to be ashamed of. Hope your partner, or, whoever's doing this with you, likes your choices."

Augustus blinked.

Buying kink stuff from a sex shop to use with your... friend doesn't sound right.

What... what were he and Chosen? And would engaging in a kink with him be... inappropriate?

They needed to talk. Now.

He pulled out his phone and opened his texts.

...

Augustus: hey can we meet up?

Chosen: Looking for another rematch?

Augustus: maybe after. we need to chat about us

The three little dots appeared, disappeared, and reappeared for a few moments.

Chosen: What about us?

Augustus: i wanna talk in person

The dots made their return.

Chosen: Yeah come over now.

Augustus: onmyway.gif

...

Chosen took in a deep breath as he laid in his beanbag.

"Chosen's do not succumb to fear," he spoke under his breath. "Chosen's do not get scared over... relationships."

Relationship. A simple word, but could change meaning when defined by any of its variations.

Was Augustus his... friend? Rival? Enemy?

Or maybe something... deeper than that.

That was probably what Augustus was coming over to talk about. He could be here any minute. Chosen had spent enough time breathing way too consciously for the past however long that it was anyone's guess if Augustus was gonna walk through that door any coming second.

When he first got that text asking for a meetup, his heart did a little flutter he wouldn't admit to anyone. Yes because of their admittedly weird routine of 'rematches' but also just because it was Augustus.

Something very un-chosen of him was making him giddy every time the glutton entered his mind.

But that giddiness was currently greatly overshadowed by his looming anxiety.

He's been happy with whatever they are for a while now. If Augustus wanted to keep it that way he would be elated. But if Augustus wanted to change it, or even worse, destroy it... Chosen hated to admit it but he would be devastated.

The knock on the door was way too loud for Chosen's liking, causing him to jump.

He dug his fingernails into his arm to keep from shaking as he walked to the front door.

With a final calming breath he opened the door to see Augustus on the other side, looking like a mixture of apprehension and excitement.

"Hey, Chosen. Uh, can I come in?"

Chosen eyed the large black bag on his hand. "Did you run some errands on the way here?"

Augustus glanced down at the bag and stammered. "U-Um, we can talk about that, uh, after we talk about, y'know, um... can I come in?"

"Sure."

...

Augustus placed his bag on a foldable table in the corner of the basement and turned towards Chosen, his... well, that's what they were about to find out.

"Alright, Augustus." Chosen steeled his features. "Say what you wish to say and I will listen."

Augustus frowned at that. He was using his "The Chosen" persona again. Chosen's walls had been breaking down more and more, giving Augustus a peek at Spencer, the man beneath "The Chosen". The line between the two was thin but there was a certain... divide between him and others he tended to put up when he was leaning more into "The Chosen"

Augustus hummed to himself, trying to find the right words for his thoughts. "I just... I wanna know... what are we? Are we friends, or, um... maybe something else?"

Chosen was quiet for a moment.

"I think we are whatever we want to be." He said gruffly.

"I know what I want us to be." Augustus said shakily. "I need to know what you want us to be."

"I," Chosen paused for a beat. "I like hanging out with you. I want us to keep hanging out. And having our... rematches."

Augustus was happy to hear that much but was still unsatisfied. "Chosen I want to know more." He pressed.

"I like you." Chosen said softly, his shades hiding his gaze that was pointed directly at Augustus' own.

Augustus' heart leapt in throat as he found the last scrap of bravery in his gut. "...romantically?"

"...Yes."

Augustus gasped as the word, that sweet sweet word.

"Really?" His voice was high along with his spirits.

"I... I do."

Augustus flapped his hands at his sides. "Does that mean you would, um, wanna like, be together? Like officially?"

"Like... boyfriends?" His asked with what seemed not to be skepticism, but perhaps hope.

Augustus nodded with newfound enthusiasm, now rocking back and forth on his heels.

Chosen looked away. "Well, if you feel you have the ability to be with someone of my power level... then yes."

Augustus didn't even mind him slipping to his persona at the end there. Instead, he ran full speed at Chosen, tackling then both into the beanbag behind him and wrapped him in a tight embrace. He squealed with excitement and buried his face in Chosen's chest.

When he looked up from the hug he saw Chosen bearing a relaxed smile, a rare sight for him.

They sat for a moment in comfortable silence just looking at each other, enjoying the new depths of their relationship just unlocked.

After a while Chosen looked at the table. "So what errands did you run?"

Augustus took a sharp breath. Oh yeah. There was one more thing to talk about.

"Um. It's about our rematches."

"Oh, yeah?" Augustus didn't miss Chosen's slight smile. They both loved this thing they had going on, but what exactly was that thing?

"Chosen. What are they to you? Like, tickling me, me tickling you. I mean, is it..." Augustus looked to the side. "I think I have a tickle kink. I don't wanna, um, do something like that if, you know, that's not really something you're into."

There was another, less comfortable, silence.

"I'm the same." He said finally. "I am still dedicated to no fap. I never fap and will never have sex, but... my liking towards this strange activity... I think it can only be described as a kink."

"So... do you wanna keep it up?"

Augustus' question was answered with wiggling fingers at his side. He snickered and batted at the attacking digits. "Hehe- not yet!"

Chosen cocked an eyebrow, "Then when?"

Augustus stood up and stumbled out of the beanbag. He rocked on his heels with a coy smile and a light blush. "Soooo I just kinda sorta bought some stuff on a whim. If you're not comfy with it it's tooootally understandable and we don't have to use them. I kept the receipt so I can totally take it back-"

"What's in the bag?" Chosen stopped Augustus' rambling with a genuinely curious question.

Augustus waved him over to the table and Chosen followed. Augustus opened the bag and poured its contents onto the table, watching his boyfriend's expression as he did so.

Chosen's eyes widened so much he could practically see them peeking over his shades. His face flushed a bright red as he stared, causing Augustus to chuckle.

Chosen swallowed and cleared his throat. "You. You got, um, cuffs?"

"We don't have to!" Augustus rushed to cover for himself. "I'm sorry I made things weird-"

"No!" Chosen said a little too loudly. "I, um. I want... I want us to use these."

"Yeah?"

"Yes. This is... good." Chosen felt his face with his hands, seemingly to determine if he was blushing, which he definitely was.

"You're really red right now, Chosen. Something got you... flustered?"

Chosen coughed and turned his head away, his whole body tensed.

Even before they were friends, Augustus' favorite hobby was winding the Chosen up. And now that they were together he was full steam ahead.

Augustus walked behind Chosen and rested his chin on his shoulder. "Soooo who should wear it first?"

His smile grew to a grin as he watched the red creep down Chosen's neck.

Hey, they were boyfriends about to indulge in a kink together, he was free to embarrass and fluster him as much as he wanted.

"Shoooould I get tied up first? Or should I go ahead and tie you up?"

Chosen honest to god squeaked in embarrassment and it was just egging Augustus on further.

"Well, it's... You know it's whatever. I don't care either way." Chosen scoffed. "I can't... you- um..." Chosen trailed off but Augustus was happy to take it from there.

"Nope. I'm gonna make you choose." Augustus stepped in front of Chosen and held out his hands. "It's like the matrix. Blue pill: I put those cuffs on you and tickle you to tears. Red pill: You tie me up and tickle me however much you want. I won't be able to stop you. The choice is yours."

Augustus could practically feel his boyfriend's heart pounding in his ears. He didn't think he'd ever seen Chosen so embarrassed and flustered in his life.

Beyond his embarrassment he did seem to be thoroughly thinking it over.

"I choose the red pill obviously."

Augustus wasn't sure if it was because he wasn't ready to be tied down yet, because he really wanted to tickle Augustus, or because as The Chosen he was always gonna pick red pill no matter what. Any which way it was, Augustus was excited.

He smiled wide with his tongue poking out, stretched out his arms, and hopped to his side and onto the beanbag. There, he made himself comfy, stretching out as much as he could and giving a smug smirk. "Okay, then get to it."

He saw Chosen swallow. "Very- uh, very well." He grabbed two of the cuffs and examined the buckle system before crouching in front of Augustus.

Augustus felt a zip of excitement up his spine as he realized what was about to happen. All those tickle videos had him beyond ecstatic to try bondage out. He had heard that it made the tickling a thousand times more intense.

"Give me your wrists."

Augustus squeaked and complied, holding out his arms for Chosen to slide on the cuffs.

It, admittedly, took them both a minute to figure out how it worked. To be fair, neither of them had ever tried bondage before. It was a learning curve.

Eventually they had Augustus settled on his back in the beanbag with his wrists buckled together behind him and his ankles buckled together resting on the floor.

It wasn't a lot but it was good for a first time.

Augustus was giddy and grinning ear to ear. He gazed up at Chosen who was still pink in the face. Behind that flustered demeanor something new was coming to the surface, something... sadistic.

"I can tickle you however I want and you can't stop me."

It was Augustus' turn to feel flustered. His stomach did a backflip at the remark and he felt his face flush.

"You sure can." He bit his tongue to keep from laughing already. He wanted Chosen to earn it.

Chosen let a single finger drag down Augustus' side which was just barely protected by a thin t-shirt.

Augustus' breath hitched and he flinched away. Chosen's poker face broke for a small satisfied smile.

"You're so sensitive. This will be fun."

"I am really ticklish." He had seen Chosen's reaction to that word before and was trying it out again, watching to see what reaction it garnered. Hilariously, the tips of Chosen's ears went pink and he avoided eye contact. He made a mental note of it. Augustus enjoyed flustering Chosen even when he was the one in cuffs.

"You are. It's..." Chosen paused for a moment, seeming to ponder his words. "...cute."

Augustus' heart did a little flip in chest, hearing Chosen- his boyfriend- call him cute.

Chosen slipped his hand under Augustus' shit and gently skimmed his fingers up and down his side.

Augustus squeaked and broke into gradually growing giggling. He instictively tried jerking his hands forward to cover himself but, of course, was stopped. "Ho-hohohoholy shihihit."

Chosen's expression shifted to an excited smile. "Is it bad?"

"Ihihihit's SOHO muhuhuch wohohohorse." Augustus jerked rapidly from side to side, his mind and body desperate to relieve his nerves of the sensations but wholly unable to.

"Oh man, if that's bad, imagine how bad it'll be when I scribble all ten fingers across your belly."

The image alone made Augustus' tittering grow in intensity and his heart rate practically double. "Nononono- Chohosen plehehehease no."

"You're tied up, remember? You couldn't stop me even if you wanted to."

Augustus' eyes reached Chosen's full of excited panic.

"Wahahait for a sec."

Chosen lifted his hands to oblige.

"I think... I think we need a safeword. Just in case."

"Are you alright?" Chosen asked, visibly worried. Augustus shook his head with a smile.

"Yeah, I'm fine. But if things actually get too intense I wanna make sure I can call it off."

Chosen nodded. "Sure. What were you thinking?"

"Um," Augustus hummed to himself as he pondered. "Beyblade."

"Friggin' sick." Chosen smiled and nodded, obviously happy with the awesome choice.

"I'll call if it if I start to panic but I don't think I'll need it."

"Why? Think you can take anything I dish out?" Chosen smirked and his opponent returned it.

"Yeah, actually. I do think that." He spoke with confidence that was very clearly a facade.

"Then you can withstand the things you bought today?"

Augustus shrugged. "I've already got the cuffs on, don't I?"

"You didn't just buy cuffs."

Augustus looked confused for a moment, genuinely not recalling everything he purchased, until he remembered the small colorful bag he bought at the end of his shopping trip and felt his eyes widen.

Chosen stood up and walked to the table, returning in mere moments with said bag.

He reached in and plucked one of the objects out, revealing a long stiff blue feather.

"Oho Ahaharceus nohoho." He wiggled side to side, this time attempting to reach up and cover his embarrassed expression rather than protect his sensitive spots. Of course his hands were stopped again.

"Where should I use this first?" Chosen spoke in a devious tone. It was very clearly a rhetorical question meant to tease, though Augustus answered it anyway.

"Nohohot my behelly! Not there first!"

"Oh?" Chosen plopped himself down on Augustus' thighs and shoved his shirt up, revealing his bare chubby belly. "Right here? This spot right here?" He flicked the feather a few inches in the air above Augustus' belly.

Augustus burst into giggling as he wiggled from side to side. "Nohohot thehehere plehehehease!"

"Gus, I'm not even tickling you." Chosen chuckled to himself.

"Ihihit's gohohonna behe soho bahahad. Ihi'll goho insane!"

"That's not my problem, now is it?"

"Plehehehease!"

Chosen rose his hand to his chin in a thoughtful pose. "I guess I could use the feather somewhere else."

"Yehehes!"

Chosen grinned and made eye contact with Gus as he reached behind him and started pulling off his shoes.

"NonononoNO! Nohohot thehehehere!"

"You keep saying 'not there'. It's gotta be somewhere, Gus."

Augustus took a breath. "J-just be gentle."

"It's a feather. It's whole thing is gentle." Chosen didn't give his partner anytime to respond before swiping the fluffy weapon up and down his soles.

Initially Chosen was disappointed with the results. Augustus only broke into light giggles. His disappointment was quickly lifted, however, as Augustus' laughter grew exponentially from giggling to chuckling to deep belly laughter the longer the feather tormented his soles.

"Can't protect yourself. These cuffs really were a good purchase today." Chosen observed his boyfriend's feet jerking side to side, trying to evade and protect each other with ultimately useless effort.

"It's drihihiving mehehe nuhuhuts!"

"Yeah?" Chosen lifted his feather and gave his boyfriend his full attention.

Augustus took a few seconds to catch is breath. "My brain's going insane when I can't protect myself. It makes the tickling so much more intense and- I just can't explain it!"

"Do you... like it?"

"I love it." Augustus sighed and laid his head back in the beanbag. "I can't wait to put you in these things." After a moment he added. "And I don't need to look at you to know you're blushing, Chosen."

Chosen frowned at how well Augustus knew that about him because, indeed, he felt the all too familiar feeling of blood rushing to his face at the comment.

"Sounds like someone who wants to have their belly tickled."

"NO!" Augustus' head shot up to look at him with giddy panic. "Chosen I was just teasing!" Augustus began giggling in anticipation.

"Oh, I know. And I also know you like having your belly tickled... despite how intense and torturous it may be."

Augustus tried to curl into a ball but couldn't. He tried to pull his shirt back over him but couldn't. He tried to protect himself but couldn't.

It was maddening. It was agonizing. And it was exhilarating.

The nerves, the helplessness, the giddy anticipation, it was all a whirlwind causing himself to throw his head back in unstoppable giggling without a single spot being tickled.

Through his own laughter he heard a few low chuckles added in from his boyfriend, making his heart soar. He supposed his laugh may be just as contagious as Chosen's.

"Jeez if that's how you react from just the threat of belly tickles..."

Augustus knew where that was going and couldn't help but try and curl in on himself from pure dread and suspense.

"Then you're really gonna hate this." To be extra evil, Chosen dropped the feather and began skittering all ten fingers up and down Augustus' belly.

Immediately Chosen was almost bucked off by the desperate thrashing elicited from his partner.

"NOHOHOHAHAHAHA! CHOHO- PFFTAHAHAHA!" Augustus threw his head back in loud desperate laughter.

"I know from experience this is already bad for you, but look at you tug at your arms. Can't protect this tickle spot can you?"

Augustus didn't respond other than continuing to laugh hysterically. Tears of mirth dripped down his bright red cheeks as he hiccupped and wheezed through his booming laughter.

His brain was being overwhelmed by the torturous sensations and all consuming helplessness. It was so fun but after a while it was becoming a little scary, as if his body would implode from the extreme feelings.

"BAHAHAY- BAHAHAY- PFFTAHAHA- BEHEHEYBLADE!" He finally sputtered out. Immediately the hands lifted from his belly and he went limp in the beanbag. He gasped for air as if he hadn't breathed in days.

"Are you okay?" Chosen asked, audibly worried.

"Ihihi'm-" he panted "Ihihi'm fihihine."

"You sure?"

Augustus nodded and took a few moments to catch his breath. "That was so much fun. I had a blast. I think I just panicked a bit cause it's my first time being restrained. We definitely have to do this again."

"Do you... need a drink?" He asked, still visibly uncertain.

"Yeah, could you unbuckle me first, though?"

"On it." He made quick work of the restraints, now a bit more familiar with how they worked.

"I had a great time." Augustus reassured him.

"Good." He smiled. "I had more fun doing this than when I played sword and shield for the first time."

"Yeah that's not a very high bar." the two laughed.

Chosen stood and walked upstairs to grab a glass of water.

Augustus picked up the bag of feathers in the mean time. There were a few different textures. The one Chosen had used on him was on the firmer side. He grinned. He knew exactly which feather would drive Chosen up a wall when it was his turn.

After a few minutes Chosen returned with water which Augustus quickly downed.

"How do you feel?" Chosen asked.

"Awesome. Like our last rematch, my core and cheeks ache like Hell." Chosen nodded, understanding that feeling well. "But you know what else I'm feeling?"

Chosen raised an eyebrow.

"Like I can't wait to put you in those and drive you insane." He smirked, watching as the blush he knew was coming flared up in Chosen's cheeks. "So..." He walked back to the beanbag and picked up the cuffs just recently taken off of his own limbs and held them up for his partner to see. "You ready?"

Chosen sputtered out something incoherent for a moment. Augustus absolutely adored seeing Chosen flustered and embarrassed.

Eventually he looked to the side and mumbled something too quiet to make out, though Augustus had a hunch what it was.

That didn't mean he'd make it easy for him.

"Sorry what was that? Was it something about being tickled?"

The red crept down Chosen's neck. He spoke a little louder. "You can put the cuffs on me."

"Oh, you want me to put the cuffs on you. What do you want me to do after the cuffs are on?" Augustus wasn't even trying to hide his shit-eating grin. Why hide how much fun he was having?

"Y-you can... you can... t-tickle me if you want."

"Oh, I absolutely want to. Is that what you want?" He knew the answer, but it was more fun to make him say it.

After a long pause Chosen looked up at the ceiling, clearly avoiding eye contact as if it would made him implode faster. "Yeah."

"Well that's all you had to say!" Augustus chuckled to himself and beckoned him over with a single finger. "Come here." He cooed.

Chosen sharply inhaled and walked to the beanbag Augustus had been sitting it. He slowly laid back in it and allowed Augustus to put him in the exact same binds he was in earlier.

Augustus sat on his boyfriend's thighs and cocked his head at him. "Look at me."

Chosen continued avoiding eye contact.

"Look at meeeeee." Augustus sang and lightly wiggled his fingers at Chosen's side, causing him to jerk away.

Chosen finally looked at Augustus, seeing his dopey lovesick smile.

"Hi, gorgeous."

Chosen's blush, which had died down when being buckled in, returned as he turned his head away, but he couldn't hide his adorable smile at the compliment.

"You're so cute when you get shy. And when you smile."

Chosen's smile grew and he was clearly embarrassed about it. He tugged on his wrists to try and cover his face, but alas, didn't get far.

"Look at that lovey-dovey smile. Are you head over heels for me?" Augustus poked his tongue between his teeth as he teased.

"Not as much as you are for me." Chosen fired back with a cocked eyebrow.

Finally it was Augustus' turn to go red. Chosen chuckled victoriously.

"Did you tie me up just to compliment me?"

"No, I tied you up to do this." Augustus wasted no more time before lightly skimming his fingers up and down Chosen's ribs.

Chosen snorted and broke into high pitched laughter and he jerked from side to side in a futile effort to escape the sensations.

"Your laugh is so damn cute. It's like, goofy, in a good way. It's so silly and contagious. It makes me feel so happy, as if I'm laughing myself."

"Ihihi'm nohohot cuhuhute!"

"Oh? Are you sure about that?" Augustus teased. He moved his light tickling down to Chosen's sides, letting his laughter calm down just the slightest bit. "Let's see. There's the face you make when you're proud of your gaming achievements, there's the joy in your voice when you talk about things you like, there's your shy smile when I compliment you, your bright red blush I can bring out with just a little tease, your adorably goofy contagious laugh, and the fact that you're hopelessly ticklish."

Just as listed, Chosen was red in the face. Though to be fair, that was also due to the fact he was being tickled and couldn't escape even if he tried.

"I just made a decision." Augustus clapped his hands, meaning Chosen had momentary reprieve from the tickling. "New safeword."

"What?"

"For the rest of today I won't stop when you say 'beyblade'. I'll only stop when you admit you're cute." Augustus booped Chosen's nose with his index finger and smiled widely.

Chosen steeled his features. "I will never say such lies about myself."

"Well then I guess you're gonna get tickled forever. So sad. I'll take your pokemon card collection when you die of laughter."

Chosen sputtered for a moment. Augustus was eating it up. He was flustered, blushing, shy, and nervous about his inevitable destruction.

How adorable.

He slowly pulled Chosen's shirt up, revealing his bare upper body. Augustus was fully in his confident persona till he looked and noticed Chosen's chiseled core and felt his face flush. He'd never been the kind of person to ogle buff men but... when it was Chosen's body so strong and sharp, it... did things to Augustus.

"Gus?" Chosen said, looking confused as to why he was staring at his belly.

Augustus shook it off. He could admire his boyfriend's body another time. For now he had a job to do.

"I've noticed you're kind of opposite to me. Rough tickles are supereffective against me but your weakness seems to be something softer." Augustus quickly skimmed his fingers over Chosen's biceps, just above his pits. Chosen bucked and barked out a high-pitched laugh in response.

"That being said..." Augustus reached into his pocket and pulled out a long soft fluffy feather of a wonderful purple color. The softest of the bunch. He couldn't help but giggle at how Chosen's eyes widened. "Think you can stand this?" Augustus wiggled the tip of the feather at the tip of Chosen's nose, causing him to turn his face away. Augustus followed each time he turned his head, leading them both to giggling at the playful game.

"Stohop it, Gus!"

"Oh, want me to get to the real tickling that bad, huh?"

Chosen scrunched his nose like a rabbit. "Great. Now my nose itches."

"I got it." Augustus gently rubbed the tip of Chosen's nose.

"Thanks."

Augustus smirked and used one finger to softly tickle under his chin. "You're welcome." His smirk shifted to a smile at the high-pitched giggling the tickle elicited. He let the fingers of his left hand wander over his neck, his heart fluttering at all the little squeaks and giggles he was rewarded with. One finger ventured to his ear and swirled around the shell. Chosen snorted and burst into bouncy laughter.

"Ticklish ears, huh?" Augustus snickered and focused his attack to gently skim and scuttle across the newfound tickle spot.

Chosen rapidly shook his head from side to side. He tugged on his hands, body desperate to fight off the nimble fingers unravelling his resolve.

"Now let's see how our feather works there."

"N-nohoho! Guhuhuhus!"

Augustus ignored him, instead gently fluttering that feather across his right ear.

"GAH! STOHOPPIT! G-Guhuhuhus! NOHO!" Chosen hiccupped and wheezed through giddy desperate laughter. It was a joy to listen to, but Augustus was really wanting to drive Chosen nuts. He wanted to leave Chosen no choice but to call himself cute for the promise of relief.

Slowly he let his fluttering wander downward. Down his neck and his shoulder towards his underarm.

"Nohohoho Gohohod nohohoho."

Augustus quickly ran into a problem. The way he was restrained let his arms protect his underarms. He could maybe wiggle his fingers in the crevice but no way would the feather get in there.

Next time they'll up their restraints. For now, he knew somewhere else that feather would work.

"Lucky for you, your pits are protected." Augustus said as he reached behind him and began working off Chosen's shoes. "But that's not your only tickle spot."

Augustus had to shift his sitting place down onto Chosen's calves to keep his legs in place, but once he did, he was stuck. His feet weren't able to move away from each other or in front of each other thanks to those fun little cuffs they got and with the weight on his calves he couldn't shift his legs away from the threat of tickles. The shoes came off first then the socks.

"Dahahahammit." Chosen threw his head back, giggling in anticipation.

"You are literally so screwed." Augustus slowly dragged one finger up Chosen's left sole, causing him to buck and wiggle side to side. His giggling was starting to pick up due to panic. Augustus knew it, he'd just been in Chosen's shoes so-to-speak.

"Tickle tickle, Chosen." Augustus cooed and began quickly fluttering the feather up and down his soles.

Chosen honest to god almost threw Augustus off of him with the force of his own thrashing. The younger man threw his head back, arched his back, and absolutely howled with laughter.

His laughter was loud, booming, and goofy as hell with hiccups and snorts scattered throughout. Augustus smiled fondly watching Chosen- his boyfriend- lose himself to adorable contagious laughter. His red face, tears of mirth flicking off his face and he thrashed, his smile beaming so big and bright Augustus could feel his own cheeks ache in empathy, it all made him swoon like a lovesick teenager.

"God, you're so cute when you're helpless. And laughing." Augustus dropped the feather to instead simple poke at his soles with his index fingers, allowing him to regain at least some coherency. "You know I'm just gonna keep tickling you until you admit how cute you are."

"P-Plehehease, Guhuhus. Ihi-Ihihihi cahahahan't."

"Sure you can. Just say 'I, the Chosen, am cute.'"

Chosen didn't respond, instead opting to try catching his breath now that the tickling was more bearable.

"Say it." Augustus playfully growled with some quick skimming across his soles.

Chosen yipped and let out another stream of belly laughter. "Nohoho mohohore ohohon thehehe feheheheet. Ihihihit's drihihiving mehehe-"

"Insane?" Augustus finished for him. Chosen nodded through his giggly delirium.

"Well, too bad. Either you admit you're cute or you're getting the feather there again. And don't think I haven't noticed that your arches are the most ticklish." Augustus circled his arches with quick fluttering of his fingers.

Chosen snorted and fell right back into a hopeless loop of booming laughter.

"AHAHAHA- OHOHOKAY! OHOHOHOKAHAHAHAY!"

Augustus stilled his fingers, now resting them on his arches. He knew it would still tickle, and he was proven right as Chosen battled a fit of giggles at the feeling.

"Say. It."

"Fihihine! Ihihihi'm cuhuhute!"

"That wasn't so hard, was it?" Augustus sat himself off to the side and began unbuckling his restraints.

Chosen was panting heavily. As soon as his ankles were unbound he shot his knees to his chest. After his wrists were unbuckled he began desperately rubbing his soles. Those phantom tickles were always maddening.

"Have fun?"

Chosen went limp in the beanbag. "Yeah." He curled up into a ball on his side. "Being tickled is exhausting."

"I know right?" Augustus agreed. Without another second he flumped into the beanbag behind his boyfriend and wrapped his arms around his chest.

"N-no more tickles."

"It's not tickling, it's cuddling." He spoke softly into his hair. Chosen's head tucked nicely under his chin.

Chosen yawned and Augustus could picture his droopy eyes and dazed expression. He's seen it once before and it was truly an adorable sight.

"Let's just nap a while, yeah?"

Chosen nodded as his breathing began to even out.

It took a while, but eventually he heard a soft light snore indicating Chosen was asleep.

"Good night, love." Augustus whispered and placed a soft kiss on the back of his head. Soon enough, he joined his partner in slumber.

#tickle fic #tickling #ticklish!chosen #ticklish!augustus #smosh tickle fic #augustus x chosen #augustus x the chosen #smosh nintendogs #kink fic #ler!chosen #ler!augustus #lee!chosen #lee!augustus

thetickleeraven