DMC Sentence Starter Tickle Fic Prompts - #89
Prompt #89 - “Wait no–not here–not now!” -> Gameverse, ler!Griffon, lee!V (platonic)
A/N: You look at me in the eyes and tell me that V doesn't deserve to get Absolutely Demolished with that outfit he's wearing like . the sleeveless/underarm window is actually Insane I need him Destroyedsksdjfhskjdn 💥💥💥💥💥
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“Lookin’ a little bothered there, V.”
“I’m well aware.” He groveled, pinching at the bridge of his nose. The pink dusted over his face from earlier that morning had yet to subside, staying as vibrant enough for even his companion to take notice from where they’ve been circling the air. V pushed onwards nonetheless, steeling himself through the goosebumps along his skin with the sturdy jabs of his cane against the pavement.
“It is but a minor concern, at the present moment.”
“Oh yeah, yeah–sure.”
V saw no reason to be wary of Griffon’s passive tone. That is, until an ebony blur whipped past his sight–and the familiar came barreling in fast, knocking him backwards with a startled grunt.
“There was no need to–a-ah–!”
A sudden yelp came to halt his scoldings as he felt the vulturous demon’s wings slip over his sides.
“Wait no–not here–not now!”
“Too late, buster!” The air came alive with the triumphant ring of Griffon’s guffaws. He flittered and swept along every patch of skin left unprotected by the worn leather of the man’s outfit, with V’s frantic squeaks joining in the dance soon after. “Next time, ya better leave these moods at home, or you’ll be due for even more of a wreckin’! Heheh!”
He would be one to protest–had it not been for the feathers wiggling under his arms and breaching into his pits, the tight squeeze of his eyes as his head fell back in a rhapsodic shriek betraying his intentions.