Summary: A quiet Saturday night, Parker and yourself bust out the dice for a night of love. However, loving kisses on your neck turn into tickles very quickly.
Author’s Notes: YIPPEE ANOTHER PARKER FIC LET’S GOOOOO. Thank you to @thetickleeraven and 🎲 Silly Anon for striking inspiration in me when we were discussing Parker and biting in a few reblogs! I went the ‘Parker doesn’t know his bites are tickling the Reader’ route hehehe. I had a lot of fun writing this one! Only CW really are the mention of the freaky dice, the word ‘sex’ once and the fact that Parker is kissing/giving hickeys. :] Thank you all for all the love on the Date Everything posts because I love this game a whole lot and hopefully I can write more tickle fics for it. 💚
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Saturday nights are important to you and your partner, Parker. When everything quieted down, and everything was done for the day, it was time to bust out the dice.
Which dice? The quote en quote ‘freaky dice’.
Parker had brought these to your attention once before, and you were subjected to… interesting results. He bit your dang ankle! Just went and chomped right on it! But, the dice were an exciting element added to your relationship. Parker had several different types of these sorts of dice, so every Saturday night, he would bring out a new set to keep things interesting.
There were a few strange rolls, the combos that no one would have ever thought of, ‘sex’ and ‘elbow’ included, but when rolls such as those appeared on the face of the dice, you both disregarded them as impossible and laughed them off because they sounded so silly.
However, a combination appeared that Parker was happily obliged to take part in, you as well.
‘Kiss’ and ‘neck’.
So, here you both were, spooning on your bed, covers sprawled about after earlier activities. It was a nice, quiet moment. Parker was holding you against his chest, arms wrapped around you, the neck of your shirt pulled down and hair cast aside so that your Parker had better access to the expanse of space. He was planting loving kisses wherever his lips could reach: your neck was an obvious one, but also the sides, your shoulders and back.
And you were in heaven. You were melting at the touch, and combined with the cuddling, all tension from the week was dissipating from each kiss that touched down onto your skin.
Parker did this for a long while, however, his mischievous mind began to wander…
He began giving you love bites.
Since he was only sticking to your neck, shoulders and back, you weren’t too concerned about the appearance of them, as you could easily hide the marks with clothing, a scarf or makeup.
What did concern you, then?
It really tickled.
You had known Parker liked to bite - it was one of the weird, goofy comments he made when you first met him, after all. He just hadn’t bitten you yet until that one time with the dice previously, but that didn’t tickle.
This did, though.
And it was getting harder and harder to mask your reaction.
You chomped down on your lip, not daring to let any sort of noise out.
However, Parker moved his next love bite right on the crook of your neck and shoulder, more teeth involved. Even just brushing his lips there caused you to squeak.
The squeak instantly alerted him, a hint of concern heard in his voice. “Gosh, sorry, did that one hurt?”
“N-No, it’s fine, really, you can keep going.” You urged, the burning in your cheeks slowly beginning to surface.
Parker hummed. “Okey dokey.” Good, he hadn’t caught on… yet.
The more that Parker left marks across your skin, though, the more your mask began to slip. You moved a hand to your mouth to silence yourself, your shoulders shaking from suppressed giggles, and that’s when Parker piped up a second time.
“You really sure you’re okay? Y’know, I can do something else—”
“Sorry! I’m just not used to the feeling… but it feels very nice, though. Please, I don’t mind.”
Parker didn’t give a response that time, going back to kissing and lightly biting wherever he could. With his lack of response, you assumed that you had swayed him enough.
However, his silence just meant he was plotting. He was beginning to catch on.
Parker’s head moved to the base of your neck, planting kisses there, feeling the goosebumps rising on your skin. He continued kissing along in a straight line… right on the pathway to your ear.
Your mind was melting and unaware of what was about to happen.
That’s when you felt it… teeth very gently catching on your earlobe.
And it tickled really, really bad.
You couldn’t stop the high-pitched squeal that left your mouth.
“P-Parker!!” You quickly rolled over onto your other side to face him. Your face was burning rose red. You thought you were going to meet the gaze of a concerned partner… but instead you met the eyes of a beast who looked like he was going to gobble you up.
Parker couldn’t help but giggle at your reaction. “Hehehe. Ticklish, even with kisses? You’re even cuter than I thought.”
Your cheeks blazed red at his comment. “I can't help it!”
“I know you can't - it's still absolutely adorable, though. C’mon, turn back ‘round.” Parker lifted his arm up in welcoming.
You pouted, cheeks puffing out in mock annoyance. He knew you were just putting up a front - another cute quirk of yours to add to the pile. “I dunno… are you gonna bite me again?”
“Well, I can't promise that, especially after that noise I got outta you… but I'll try to make the kisses less tickly, alright?”
Eyeing him up and down with an overdramatic suspicious glare, you eventually rolled back around, shuffling your body close to Parker. “If I smell any funny business… it's on.”
Parker wrapped his arms back around your body, noting that it was a little more snug than last time. “Pfft, fine, no funny business.”
That was a complete lie, and even you knew that yourself.
Easing into it, Parker went back to his gentle kisses first, though even those tickled at this point. His lips brushed against your shoulder, causing your body to shiver.
“Gosh, just a ticklish little thing, aren't ya?”
You could feel the heat rising in your face again, bringing your hands up to cover your face. “Shuhuhush…” you weren't even giggling from the bites or kisses anymore, just from Parker’s words alone.
Your cute little giggles were music to Parker’s ears. He couldn't help himself, he needed more. His hold around you became just a bit more snug.
You noticed, but you never would have guessed what he was going to do next.
Parker’s mouth returned to your ear - this time not just biting it, but nibbling on it.
It tickled even worse.
Squeaky giggles burst through the dam. You attempted to shake your head to throw Parker off, but he was determined. “Pahaharker!!”
”Whaaaat?” God, even his breath tickled.
”Yohohou KNOW what you’re dohohoing!!”
Chomp chomp chomp. Right on your ear, and then your neck to your shoulder.
Oh, he was extremely aware. Especially because the hands that were wrapped around you began to move as well. Wiggling fingers burst to life against your stomach and side, pulling more laughter from you. “Thihihis was supposed to behehe just kisses!” You exclaimed through your laughter.
“You should know me by now. It's never ‘just kisses’ when I'm around.” You could hear the grin in Parker’s voice.
Your bright laughter had a domino effect - Parker began laughing to himself in the crook of your shoulder, which in turn made you laugh even more. There was a silliness stuck in the air, the joyful sounds no longer caused just by the tickles, though there would definitely be more of it.
An evil idea crossing Parker’s mind, a mischievous chuckle rumbled against your back, blankets shifting. “Heheheh… c’mere.”
”Wha—?”
Parker suddenly shifted, releasing his hug around your body to opt to wrestle you instead. He sat up on your waist, beginning to lift the hem of your shirt.
Oh no, you don’t— you knew exactly what he was doing.
”Don’t you dare! Or else!” You playfully protested, a fire burning in you to fight back.
“Or else what, huh?” Parker had a goofy yet confident smile on his face.
”Or… THIS!” Your hands reached out to grab whatever tickle spot you could reach first, your fingers grazing on the bottom of his ribs.
Parker was caught off guard for a moment, a wave of giggles hitting him. “Hahaha!! W-Wait— that’s not fahahair!” His hands reached back out to make a grab at your belly, where he was originally aiming for.
You grabbed hold of Parker’s darting hands with your own, making an attempt to fight him off. But you’ve both done this tango many times before, so he knew the cheat code. His wrists were broken free of your hold with a swift motion, his hands immediately targeting your unprotected underarms, fingers raking at them. You sputtered, slamming your arms to your sides… but that was your grave mistake.
Hands sliding out from under your arms, Parker swiftly raised his knees up so that they were sitting on top of your hands.
Hook, line, and sinker.
”Just resign to your ticklish fate,” Parker’s voice was icy cold, sending a chill through your body. He sure had the flair for theatrics. “Besides, we gotta find out if tickle bites work in other spots, too…”
You puffed out your cheeks, a child-like pout on your face, trying to see if you could sway him. An experimental tug on your hands as you eyed Parker’s face solidified your fate, though. Giggles were already brewing inside you from the anticipation. “Plehehease, at least be nice!”
“Hmm… sorry, can’t count on that. Not when your face looks that adorable.” He teased.
Your cheeks blazed red at that one.
Parker began his side tracked mission once again, lifting up the hem of your shirt, deaf to your protests. His head dipped down, and you were expecting a ticklish bite, or even teeth. But that didn’t come, not at first at least.
No, it was worse.
You heard Parker inhale a large breath, and then felt a raspberry touch down on your belly.
You shrieked.
“THAHAT’S NOT EVEN BIHIHITING!!”
He blew another one before he responded, laughing at your reaction. “Hehehehe… sorry, I couldn't resist. The opportunity was right there!”
“Yohohou’re so mean to mehehe!!” Your voice was laced with giggles. Parker wiggled his eyebrows at you, an evil glint in his eye. Your stomach dropped once his voice reached your ears.
“Oh, did you think I was finished? I'm not done yet.”
The night was filled with your shrill laughter as Parker trailed love bites across your stomach, mixing raspberries into it all just you hear your adorable giggles and snorts. Your contagious laughter eventually hit Parker as he laughed along with you, doubling over and laying his head on your stomach. His knees moved to your sides, freeing your hands.
“Hehehe, you're such a riot, y’know? That's why I love ya so much.”
One of your hands reached up to his head laying on your stomach, fingers carding through his hair with gentle love and adoration for the man sitting atop of you.
A bit breathless, you spoke, a gooey smile spread across your face. “Love you too, Parker.”
Summary: Your partners, Chance and Parker, are in the attic with you to play Werewolf, a social deduction game. Problem is: You're a terrible liar. [THIS IS A TICKLE FIC]
they/them used for the reader. lee!reader.
are you ready for pure cuteness? and also something so flustering it stained my cheeks ten different shades of red just writing it?
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You and your two boyfriends, Chance and Parker, were sat in the attic with Parker's new game: Werewolf. It was a social deduction game which you were not too thrilled about.
It's not that social deduction games weren't fun!
It's just that you were really really bad at them.
You hadn't even said a damn word before Parker looked at you and grinned.
"Y/N's the werewolf."
"100%" Chance added on with a snicker.
"W-What? No! I'm not!" You gripped the werewolf card tighter in your hand and doubled down, though your protests only made the two giggle harder.
"It's written all over your face." Parker said with a grin.
"Aw, don't worry, love. I think it's cute. Being a bad liar isn't... bad. It makes you more trustworthy." Of course Chance was immediately trying to reassure you, though it didn't do anything to cool your flushed cheeks at Parker's snickering.
"I-I can lie!"
Parker snorted and put down his card. "Oh yeah? Prove it."
You blinked dumbly. "How would I do that?"
"You could play a round of two truths and a lie?" Chance suggested as he began putting the cards back in the box, since clearly this group wouldn't actually be able to play more than 5 seconds of it.
"Yeah, Y/N, just come up with two true statements, one lie, and then we'll guess." Parker seemed perfectly fine pivoting to this game. Pretty much any type of game that involved one or both of his partners was a fun time in his book.
You thought to yourself and took a deep breath, summoning all your acting ability to convince them.
"I have a bachelor's degree..." You pondered your next statement. "I've never eaten nachos."
"Lie." Parker and Chance called you immediately with matching grins.
"What?!" You shouted. The two descended into amused laughter and your face turned red. "How did you two know?!"
"You were smiling-" Parker cackled. "AS SOON as that entered your mind. Holy shit, I wish you could've seen it. That was hilarious!"
Even Chance was having trouble smothering his laughter at your expense. "You have this habit of smiling every time you lie or," Chance snorted. "even think about lying. It's really cute."
Your face was burning and you couldn't help but pout.
"Aw, don't get all pouty. You're still fun to play with." Parker gave a few quick pokes to your ribs, causing you to flinch backwards with a squeak.
Parker's grin grew from amused to excited. "Ho-ho! What have we here? Is somebody ticklish?"
You put your hands up in front of you and sputtered out. "No! No, I'm not!"
"The most obvious lie ever." Chance snickered under his breath.
"What? I'm not! I swear!"
"Darling... sweetheart..." Chance cooed with an equally loving and teasing expression.
"You're not ticklish, huh?" Parker said, his face now inches from yours.
Against all wishes, your face contorted into a giddy smile and you looked to the side to avoid his gaze. "I'm not!"
"Just like you weren't the werewolf? And like you've never eaten nachos?"
At this point you were barely able to keep from laughing. "I-I'm... I'm telling the truth this time."
"Are you even capable of saying that with a straight face?" Chance goaded, grinning at you ear-to-ear.
"Yeah, go on. Give it a try. Convince us." Parker sat back with his legs crossed, watching you patiently.
You sat up straight and stared at the ground as you tried to collect your resolve.
"A lie's more believable if you make eye contact." Parker cooed in a sing song voice.
You could not, for the life of you, keep from smiling when you looked up at their amused expressions.
A fit of giggles broke out across the group.
"Give it a try. Think of it as lying practice. So you'll actually be able to play a social deduction game without it falling apart immediately." Parker said genuinely.
You took a deep breath and summoned all your focus. You forced your mouth into a straight line and looked straight at Parker.
"So, Y/N, are you ticklish?"
Parker's teasing grin, mixed with the anticipation, and the infuriating direction not to smile or laugh... well, you couldn't hold yourself back from bursting into a barely suppressed fit of giggles.
Your boyfriends broke into laughter twice as loud as your own.
"Seriously, love?" Chance laughed with a sincere smile.
"Hey!" You shouted, not out of anger, but out of sheer embarrassment. "It's hard not to laugh when I'm being told not to laugh!"
"You know what else makes it hard not to laugh?"
You looked over in a panic as Parker quickly closed in on you with wiggling fingers.
"N-No! P-Parker, I swehehehear!" You burst into hysterical giggling as Parker latched his fingers onto both of your sides and started wriggling them against the sensitive skin.
"Oh, wow, would've thought you were lying? I sure didn't think so!" Parker leaned in and spoke softly into your ear. "That's how you lie."
You lightly batted his hands but did nothing to truly force him from you. You figured you could handle this much until you felt Chance shuffle behind you and take hold of your wrists.
"Maybe if we get all your giggles and grins out this way, you'll be able to tell a lie without that adorably radiant smile of yours." Chance poked your cheek with a giggle.
"I dunno, they've got a lot of giggles to go around." Parker cooed as his wiggling fingers ventured up your torso to your ribs.
You lurched forward and jerked from side to side as Parker's horrible... insanely dexterous fingers picked apart every fucking nerve ending on your ribs, top to bottom.
Forget giggles, you were full on laughing, much to the amusement of your once boyfriends, now tormentors.
You felt Chance lower his head yo kiss at your neck and then your blazing red cheeks.
"Still smiling. I don't know if they'll ever be able to hold a straight face ever again at this rate."
"Nonsense. We've still got tickle spots galore to explore!"
"Guhuhuhuys!" You tittered. "Ihihihit's nohohot gohohonna work!"
"Anything's worth trying once!" Parker replied, still enthusiastic as ever. "And I'm sure as hell having a good time."
"So am I." Chance agreed. He lowered his head back to your neck and began peppering gentle and horrendously ticklish kisses over the area.
Your laughter switched to high-pitched hysterical giggling as you kicked your feet and tossed your head side to side.
You legitimately squealed when Parker began skittering his fingers over your belly.
"Of all the shit lies you've told tonight, not being ticklish is the biggest. I mean, look at yourself!" He clutched his middle and doubled over in his own fit of giggles. "Hehehe- I'm more willing to believe you've never had a single chip in your life than you not being ticklish."
Chance snorted between ticklish kisses. "God, you two are the cutest."
Just as you were getting used to the kissing sensations, you heard Chance take a deep breath and place his lips on the side of your neck.
"PPPPPBBBBBLTTT"
You genuinely SCREAMED before descending into helpless cackling.
"Haha! A raspberry? You really are chaotic evil." Parker laughed.
"Excuse you, I'm neutral good." Chance replied, raising his head from the site of that torturous raspberry.
"Which is suuuuch a boring alignment."
In their bickering there was a brief moment they stopped their tickling which gave you a blessed moment of reprieve which you spent catching your long gone breath.
"It's not boring. No alignment is inherently boring, it all depends on how you play it."
"Fine! I guess I have to be the chaotic of the party!" Parker raised his wiggling fingers and shot you a taunting grin. "You didn't think we were done did you?"
Just the sight of those fingers sent you back into a giggle fit.
Chance and Parker snickered.
"God, you're so easy to make laugh. It's the gosh darn cutest thing." Parker cooed over you. If your face wasn't already ten different shades of scarlet, it would've taken that hue at that comment.
You felt a stream of air at your ear and you squealed at a humiliatingly high pitch.
You heard Chance's amused giggling behind you. "Ticklish ears?" He whispered across the shell. You scrunched up your shoulder and giggled harder.
Not as hard as when Parker got bored and decided to shoot his torturing fingers under your arms.
Your back arched as you shrieked in impossible to restrain laughter.
"Gotcha!" Parker sang. "Boy, you're just a ticklish bundle of nerves, aren'tcha?"
You thrashed as much as you could in Chance's hold before resigning to throwing your head back on the DM's shoulder with your eyes screwed shut and surrendering yourself to your deep belly laughter.
"Laughing too hard to talk, huh?" Parker snickered.
"You think they've had enough?" Chance asked.
"I think they can take a little more." Parker glanced at Chance eagerly. "Do the raspberry thing again."
Chance sighed. "Okay, one. Any more than that and I think we may break them."
You couldn't even try to protest before you felt another agonizingly ticklish raspberry at your neck, sending your hysteric laughter into silence.
Eventually you felt Parker retract his hands and Chance release your wrists. You shot your arms to your sides and rubbed the hollows of your underarms with your now free hands.
"How'd that feel? Got all your giggles out?" Parker teased.
"Oh, that was... awful. I-I hated that." You said, subconsciously avoiding eye contact.
There was a quiet moment, but you couldn't get the guts to look at their reactions.
Maybe you were too harsh. Did they feel bad?
You felt hands squeeze your sides and you shrieked out a laugh before whipping around the see their matching grins. "So you enjoyed that, huh? Even when you were laughing so hard you couldn't talk?"
Your stomach did a triple flip and you picked at the hem of your shirt. "I-I don't know what you're talking about. I didn't like that... that'd be weird..."
Chance yanked you close into a strong hug. You felt him rumble with chuckles. "I've never been so grateful for my partner to be such a terrible liar. Even after all that it's still written all over your face. God you're so adorable."
"Guess we'll just have to tickle you all the time. Who knows, maybe it WILL make you a better liar." Parker ruffled your hair and pinched your side, giggling at your responsive squeak.
"Honestly?" Chance pulled back to face you a planted a kiss on your cheek. "I hope it doesn't."
--tickletober, tickletober, tickletober!!! okay since you wanted two requests per person i’m just gonna do both in one ask, but maybe day one (anticipation) with lee!reader and ler!mateo and then request two is day twenty (retaliation) with switches parker and ofc our resident D20 for day twenty, chance? (or y’know feel free to swap the characters and/or prompts around i honestly just love your writing and would love to see you write any of these characters tbh 🤭)--
TickleTober Day 20: Retaliation
~You will not believe how easy this one was to write. Like the motivation just APPEARED, and I am NOT complaining. Thank you for the request, and I hope you Enjoy!~
Fandom: Date Everything!
Switches: Parker Bradley, Chance
Summary: After a rather annoying series of Uno corrections, Chance has had enough of Parker’s smug mouth. He gets his revenge, though two can play a game of such silly sorts.
Warnings: canon-typical language. This is a tickle fic, so if you don’t like that, scroll away!!
“Chahahahance!”
Parker giggled and kicked in the D20’s hold, trying to get away. He was sat in the man’s lap, his denim jacket cast aside to provide access to his ribs.
He and Chance had been playing a game of Uno, and things had been going pretty well. That is, until Parker decided to try and “help” Chance end his losing streak by critiquing every one of the man’s moves. Repeatedly.
Needless to say, Chance got very fed up with him very quickly.
“B-buhuhut ihit wahahas a slohohoppy plahay!” he whined, wiggling and flapping his hands. Chance’s evil fingers were digging into his sides, driving him batty with the ticklish pokes and prods. “I’m hehehehelping!”
“Sure, if you consider being a little shit as helping,” Chance scoffed, giving one of Parker’s bony hips a squeeze. The little squeal he got in return was rather adorable. “Now we’re gonna play my game.”
Parker kicked his feet, cheeks turning a bright, rosy red. “Buhuhut DnD dohohoesn’t hahave good ruhuhule struhuhucture! Ihit— GYEEHEHEhehehey!”
“You just don’t like having free will in games. Shush and let me talk.”
Clearing his throat, Chance began to do what he did best: narrate.
“Deep in the forest, the chatty, rule-obsessed adventurer encountered a mysterious beast.”
Parker groaned, knowing exactly where he was going with the silliness. Sure, he probably shouldn’t have been so nit-picky about the game logistics, but he’d had good intentions! Who wouldn’t want to help their friend get better at things? Though he probably could’ve left out a few of the suggestions…
“He tried to run, but the beast snatched him up,” Chance growled, giving both of Parker’s hips a deliberate squeeze. “The adventurer saw his life flash before his eyes as the beast drew him in, snarling at the thought of its next meal. In moments, he was trapped, sentenced to a giggly doom by…”
“D-dohohon’t sahahay ihit!”
Chance grinned at that, leaning in to speak in Parker’s ear. “A tickle monster!”
The D20’s hands were everywhere in that moment, scribbling and poking and squeezing. It was so beautifully overwhelming; Parker’s brain couldn’t quite compute it all. Instead, he laughed his multicolored ass off.
“CHAHAHAHANCE!” Parker shrieked, kicking his red-and-blue boots against the ground. The other objects could likely hear the commotion coming from the attic, only furthering his fluster and embarassment. “GOHOHOLLY!”
“Dork…” Chance sighed affectionately, unable to keep from grinning at that last comment. Golly? Parker truly was adorable to a fault.
He was having fun bullying the game boy, yes, but he didn’t want to push anything too far. After a reasonable amount of bullying, Chance backed off, giving the other object some space to recover. “All good?”
“Ohohoho myhyhy…” Parker panted, rubbing at his face to try and ease the fuzzy burning sensation in his cheeks. He was blushing, and he had no idea how to fix it. “You are never getting Uno tips from me again, mister.”
“Oh no, I’m so devastated,” he huffed, rolling his eyes fondly. Same old Parker, though he hadn’t expected anything different.
Parker scoffed at his dismissal, clutching at imaginary pearls. “You know what? Turnabout’s fair play in this game!”
“What? What ga— FFFfffuhuhuck! Pahaharkeher!”
Chance yelped, jolting as his sides were suddenly attacked. Parker had all but leaped on him, laying across his chest as he tickled the DM’s sensitive skin. “Revenge!”
Instead of fighting back, Chance seemed to curl in on himself. When it came to being tickled, his fight or flight response sort of gave up on life. He became a pill bug, doing his best to protect himself while making no conscious effort to get away.
And, of course, Parker had to point that out.
“Oh, interesting! I’ve turned the tables, but it seems the ‘brave adventurer’ can’t handle his own game,” he smirked, not even trying to hide his smugness as his fingers attacked Chance’s stomach.
The man jerked as his navel was targeted, a snort slipping past his lips. “PAHAHARKER! *snort* NOHOHOT THEHEHERE!” He squirmed in place, weakly flapping one hand in Parker’s direction.
Parker grinned at the silly response, loving every second of his payback. “Hmm. Not a very effective strategy, bud. You have to try and fight me off if you wanna get away.”
“SHUHUHUT— *snort* SHUHUT IHIHIT!”
The rainbow-haired man could almost understand why Chance had gone with tickling in the first place. It was rather fun to see the other man smile, hear his pure and unfiltered laugh. Plus, he was warm and soft, which made squeezing his stomach rather fun.
Wanting to try something, Parker’s fingers slowly crept away from Chance’s navel. Before the man could enjoy that reprieve, however, Parker’s lips were on his neck, blowing a horribly ticklish raspberry.
“N-NOHOHOHohohoho! Pahaharker, youhuhu jeheherk!”
Now that was fun. The game boy indulged himself in a few more little attacks on the other man’s neck before he decided it was probably time to stop. One could only push a man like Chance so far before he suffered the consequences of his actions (so he had learned, that is).
“Hoholy crihihihit…” Chance groaned, running a hand down his face as he tried to recover. His entire stomach was buzzing with leftover ticklish energy, and his neck wasn’t any different. “You’re a menace, Parker Bradley.”
“I do what I can,” he grinned, gently bumping his head against the other man’s shoulder. Parker had an annoying habit of being too cute to stay pissed at, and that moment was no different than any other.
Chance looked around the attic, catching the stray glances and chuckles from the witnessing objects around them. “Ugh…wanna go see if Koa is up to hang out for a bit? I could use some relaxation right about now.”
“Ooo, sure! Maybe he’ll even have another vintage Monopoly house! I think there’s even a rumor about a hotel in there somewhere,” Parker grinned, practically bouncing with excitement. It was almost scary, how quickly he could recharge his batteries.
“Alright, fine. No badgering him, though. I don’t wanna lose couch privileges.”
“Fine, but you’re going to convince Telly to put on that board games documentary I saw a few days ago. They had an original Scrabble board on there, and I have to get a look at the tiles!”
Chance couldn’t help but giggle at that, knowing Parker’s obsession with the older games. It was rather cute sometimes, hearing him prattle on about their specifics. “Sounds good, Parker.”
Summary: Chance cheats at chess and Parker punishes him in an unconventional manner
Word count: 990
Authors notes: Hooo boy, first year doing squealing santa. I don't know how good this is but I'm proud of it and I hope my giftee likes it. I used the prompt "playful chase that ends in getting wrecked" with parker & chance. Enjoy!
Parker laughed as he saw Chance facepalm when he took his knight that he accidentally left unprotected. Chance looked at the chess board then at all the captured pieces then back at the board. He was losing and losing terribly. He looked like he was solving the hardest math problem in the world. He reluctantly moved a pawn to try and promote it.
“And check!” Parker exclaimed, moving his queen to try and box in chance's king.
Chance squinted trying to think of how to escape this. Fuck this was much harder than he thought. Then he heard Holly's voice. He glanced at the doorway and saw holly standing there asking Parker if he knew where the Christmas decorations were. Parker was distracted and Chance had an idea.
It probably wouldn't work but there was no harm in trying. He grabbed a knight and placed it on the board to block the queen’s path.
“Your turn.” Chance said, trying to sound nonchalant.
Parker looked back at the board and squinted, scrutinizing it. Something was off and he was gonna figure out what. Then, he saw it.
His eyes widened and he gasped dramatically it sounded more like a wheeze
“You dirty, filthy cheater!” Parker yelled, sounding very offended. Chance had fucked up, badly.
Chance was on his feet in seconds to run and Parker quickly gave chase. Chance was laughing as they both ran in circles around the entire attic. Parker kept reaching for him and trying to catch up to him.
“Get your ass over here and face the consequences of your actions!” Parker shouted, reaching for Chance again. Chance dashed forward, evading Parker still laughing this entire situation just felt so silly
“I shall never falter!” Chance said in a voice he often used when running a campaign.
“You will, just you wait!” Parker replied, beginning to laugh maniacally along with chance.
Eventually he lunged and managed to tackle Chance to the floor. They both fell with a loud thud, neither of them got hurt, thankfully, but the change was still jarring.
It took a while before either of them spoke again.
“Did you really think I wouldn't notice you pulling that move on me?” Parker asked rhetorically, pinning Chance's hands above his head with one arm. “That's like the oldest trick in the book”
“H-hey, come on buddy. We-we can talk about this, right?” Chance stuttered, silently tittering to himself.
Parker hummed in acknowledgement as if actually considering Chance's offer. He brought one hand to his chin.
“Hmm….” Parker raised an eyebrow. “Nope!”
With that Parker began skittering his fingers along Chance's sides. The d20 sputtered out a couple giggles as he tugged at his hands that were still trapped in Parker's grasp, though it was futile.
“Hehehey-!” Chance squeaked, squirming away from Parker's hand but he simply followed.
“‘Hey’ yourself!” Parker scoffed, switching to squeezing Chance's sides, drawing a squeal from him. “You started this, dumbass!”
“I- I dihidn't ehehexpect you tohoho do this” Chance laughed, arching his back.
“Well cheaters must be punished, shouldn't they?” Parker asked, now switching to scribbling at Chance's exposed armpits. “And I thought this would be the best way to do that!”
Chance shrieked, now actually laughing. He started tugging at his arms to cover his pits. He kicked his legs for lack of being able to move any other part of his body.
“PahaRKeheHEHER, staHAHAap-!” Chance squealed, cackling very loudly even beginning to snicker a bit.
“I'll stop when you apologize!” Parker said, moving back to Chance's sides.
“Ohohoh, yohohou hahahave to be kihihiding mehehe!” Chance giggled, shaking his head and squealing.
“Does it sound like I'm kidding?” Parker asked, cocking his head to the side like a confused cat while slowly inching his tickling hand to Chance's stomach.
“Wait- wait waitwaitwait-!” Chance panicked as the anticipation of knowing his worst spot was next made him squirm even more and try to suck in his stomach.
“Wait?” Parker said, exasperated sounding slightly offended. “You're telling me to wait after you broke the rules!? That's it!”
Parker then dove to Chance's tummy and unleashed hell. Pokes, prods, skittering, spidering, the whole shebang. Chance shrieked, full belly laughter spilling from his mouth
“HAHAHAHA, PAHARKEHEHEHER, OHOHOH GOHOHOD!” Chance screamed and he prayed that Holly wasn't listening to them.
“Apologize!” Parker had a smug expression on his face, he was going for the kill now.
“FIHIHINE, FIHIHINE!” Chance squealed. “IHIHI’M SOHOHORRY, IM SORRY-!”
“Sorry for what” Parker prompted, his smirk simply growing wider.
“FOHOHOR CHEHEHEATING!”
Parker’s fingers halted to a stop and he let go of Chance's hands, he was panting a smile still plastered on his face.
“You gonna cheat again?” Parker asked, laying down on the floor next to chance.
“Nohope, I've learned my lehehesson” Chance answered, rubbing the phantom tickles from his body. “God damn, I didn't think you could be that ruthless”
“I take cheaters very seriously.” Parker said, giving Chance a hand and helping him back up on his feet.
“I know that now.” Chance replied, taking Parker's hand and standing up. “So are we gonna continue playing or?…”
“We'll finish the game and then play something else.” Parker explained, taking Chance's hand and walking back to where the chess set was. “This time without any cheating”
“Yeah sure,” Chance grabbed the knight and moved it back to the ‘captured’ zone “it's on!”
The game continued for 5 more minutes. Chance somehow managed to save himself and win.
“Ah, see you didn't need to cheat!” Parker exclaimed, genuinely impressed.
“Yeah, I may have panicked a bit then,” Chance admitted, in awe at his own skill.
“Up for round two?”
“Nah, let's play something else” Parker suggested. “Ooh I know, let's play Sorry™!”
Chance laughed “Alright, then”
The day went on with them both playing tons more board games and thankfully no more cheating. Though Chance couldn't resist poking Parker's sides a few times when they were playing.
Dream loved hanging out with Parker, he matched his energy perfectly and he was great company. The two had spent most of the day throwing lyrics at each other before heading back to Dream’s to chill out. They just kinda did whatever for a while, maintaining casual conversation. That was until Parker started jumping around and poking Dream at random.
"Parker will you StAHap!" Dream squealed as he landed another poke to his ribs. Parker had been giggling hysterically the whole time, extremely giddy.
"No way dude! This is awesome! You're like a squeaky toy!" Dream flushed pink, crossing his arms and pouting dramatically on the couch. Parker played into it, like he did with everything, cooing loudly at the blonde.
"Awww you poor thing~! Where'd that pretty smile go~?" Parker latched onto his sides, squeezing quickly, relishing in the loud, startled cackles. He attempted to curl in on himself, doing little to no help to lessen the feeling. Parker giggling along with him only made him more flustered, verbally keyboard smashing when Parker drifted over his belly.
"AGJUHUSTAHABAHA!" Dream caught his wrists, holding them hostage in the air as Parker chuckled at his reaction.
Summary: Your partners, Chance and Parker, are hunting you down for revenge for a little stunt you pulled. [THIS IS A TICKLE FIC]
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The best part of being in a polycule? Double the love of a regular relationship.
Parker and Chance were so similar yet so different at the same time, but amongst many things, one of their similar interests was their love for you.
The worst part of a polycule?
Getting ganged up on.
"Come out here, (Y/N), you know the rules!" Came a wild and emphatic voice.
"It's only fair~" Came a warmer more melodic voice.
You chomped down on your lip to keep from laughing, not wanting to spoil your hiding spot.
"You know they're going to find you sooner or later, right?" Dorian said, staring down at you.
You scooched yourself deeper into the closet. "Not if you keep your voice down."
Dorian let out a small huff of amusement, standing still and strong as if he were your bodyguard.
"What'd you do this time to get their attention? You could just ask for attention when you want it."
"Where's the fun in that? Not like turning the board game 'Sorry!' into a strip game and cheating the whole time." You snickered. "Worth it to see them so flustered."
Dorian rolled his eyes. "And they caught on to you cheating."
"Took them surprisingly long."
"Well now you're going to reap the consequences, whatever they may be. Only a matter of time before they check your bedroom closets. It's one of the first places to check aside from under the bed."
You knew he was right but where else could you hide? Might as well try, right?
You heard the footsteps of your partners walking up the stairs and tried shoving yourself further back, despite already being wedged into the corner as far as physically possible.
"It's time to settle the score!" Parker shouted as they waltzed into the bedroom.
"There's no way we're letting you off the hook." Chance chuckled.
You could hear them approach the bed.
"Where are you hiding... GOTCHA!" Parker shouted, dropping to the floor. "Huh. I would've thought for sure under Betty."
"Well I know the next best spot." Chance spoke as he approached the closet. The same closet you were tucked into.
Suddenly the closet door slid open and your boyfriends' mischievous expressions brightened to victorious delight. To your disappointment, they had gotten fully dressed before tracking you down.
“There’s our dear traveller.”
“Or should we say CHEATER!” Parker shouted over Chance’s shoulder.
You couldn’t help your nervous grin at the situation.
“Come on, guys. It was all in good fun!”
“Cheating to get us down to boxers while you sat there all smug and covered?” Chance grabbed your arms and yanked you out of the closet and into his grasp. Your back was to his torso with his elbows under your arms, holding them up so you couldn't protect yourself.
“You had your fun, now we get to have ours." Parker cracked his knuckles with a manic grin.
"W-what are you-?" You stammered. You had an inkling of where this was going but weren't sure completely until Parker grabbed your sides and squeezed.
You would've done anything to muffle the ear-piercing squeal that shot out of you at that moment.
Parker looked surprised though he had a crazed grin decorating his features.
You heard Chance chuckle from behind you.
"I mean, we were hoping you were ticklish, but wow."
Oh, your face was burning.
"D'aw, you're so cute when you're all red." Parker cooed. Chance hummed, seemingly in agreement, which was not helping the blood rushing to your face.
So what do you do when you're in this position?
Deflect.
"Red like your face when you stripped your pants off earlier in our little game?" You summoned all your bravado for a cocky grin to shoot his way.
Parker's face flooded crimson and he sputtered.
Chance snorted. "Oh, you're in for it now." He spoke in a chillingly low tone.
Looking at Parker's blushing face shift from shy and flustered to eager and vengeful? Totally worth it.
"You know, I was going to go easy on you, but I guess that's out the window."
You tugged experimentally on your arms and found that Chance. despite his extreme nerdiness and sedentary hobbies, had pretty strong arms to hold you back.
Parker held up his hands in a claw position.
You desperately had to hold back a giggle fit already just from the anticipation alone, knowing you were totally screwed.
Parker wasted no more time before clawing at your sides.
You yipped and chomped down on your lip, not wanting to give into the mortifying urge to break down into giggles.
"C'mon, (Y/N). We know you wanna laugh." Chance cooed in your ear, prompting you to shoot your shoulder up to cover the newfound sensitive spot.
Parker rested his hands, all ten fingers putting pressure on your sides and lower ribs, and smirked at you.
"What's that goofy lil' grin for, huh?"
You ignored the scorching blush on your face and fluttery feeling in your stomach to shout out your last scraps of confidence.
"You're so dead after this, Park. You too, Chance."
Parker let out a loud cackle. "You are not in the position to be making threats, you cheater. You look like you're gonna explode already." He put more pressure behind his resting fingers and you flinched and inhaled on instinct.
"If you're gonna kill us after this, we might as well have some fun before we die, right?" Chance spoke teasingly before placing a kiss on your neck, so close to drawing out your barely suppressed giggles.
"One..." Chance sang, shooting a glance to Parker.
"Twooooooo..." Parker grinned.
God the countdown was evil.
"Three!" Parker began wildly clawing and scribbling all over your torso. "Tickle tickle tickle!"
You were immediately launched into an unstoppable fit of hysterical laughter. Your arms tried shooting down to protect your ticklish spots but Chance's damn arms were keeping you entirely immobile.
Through your forced mirth you peeked an eye at Parker who was staring back with what could only be described as excited adoration.
"Gosh, your laugh is so darn cute! Gives me the warm fuzzies." His soft smile shifted to a cold grin. "I could stay here tickling you forever. I mean, you definitely deserve it."
You heard a giddy rumbling behind you. Chance was giggling.
"Dahamn, their laugh is contagious." He giggled to himself. You would've been cooing and teasing him for it if you weren't wholly preoccupied.
"So where else is this little cheater ticklish?" Parker ceased his playful assault and you went slumped in Chance's arms.
"Nowhere else." You lied through your teeth. That had been incredibly ticklish but you knew it would be way worse if they found some of your other spots.
"I spy with my little eye, a fibber." Parker tapped you on the nose. "C'mon, if you don't tell us, we'll just have to experiment." He wiggled his fingers and chuckled. You couldn't help but jolt at the sight, your nerves alight with suspense.
"Y'know, Parks." Chance hummed from behind you. "I'm feeling a little left out. Maybe we can move this so I can see their pretty smiling face."
Your face, having started to cool down, resumed its warm red shade from before.
"Oh, how about here?" Parker eagerly pointed at your bed.
"Sounds good!" Chance shifted his hold so his hands were under your arms. You couldn't stop yourself from barking out a laugh, which made your boyfriends grin. "One," He lifted you. "two," He swayed you, "three!" He threw you onto the bed.
As soon as you processed that you were not in the air anymore you began to scramble off until Parker literally jumped onto you on his hands and knees, looming over you so you couldn't escape.
"G-guys, come on, I mean, it was funny!" You sputtered.
"You know what's even funnier? Seeing you puff up like a pufferfish trying not to laugh when you're the most ticklish thing in this house." Parker responded with a grin.
"Is there anything wrong with wanting to admire my two lovely boyfriends?" You cocked your head with your sweetest puppy dog eyes you could muster.
"Well, we just want to admire our partner while they smile and giggle like the adorable angel they are." Chance spoke softly, voice dripping with fondness.
Your eyes glanced between the two of them. They were deadset on your destruction.
"W-well..." Last ditch effort. "I bet I'm not the only one who's ticklish!" You latched your hands onto Parker's sides and began squeezing.
He immediately snorted and burst into hysterical giggles.
You heard Chance laugh in surprise. Yes! This was the way! If you could just get Chance to-
Parker gripped your wrists and forced them above your head with a maniacal grin. "Oh, you really wanna get destroyed, huh? I can definitely do that for ya."
"Seems you haven't learned how vengeful your board games can be." Chance shook his head.
"I like biting things very much." Parker said in a low voice, parroting something he'd said to you when you first met. Then he leaned down and began placing little nibbles all over your neck and ears.
You absolutely shrieked and exploded into helpless laughter. You tossed your head this way and that, trying to escape those insanely ticklish bites.
God why the fuck did teeth tickle so goddamn badly?!
"Crit, you two are both so adorable." Chance chuckled.
"Feel free to join in anytime, Chance." Parker said between bites. Then he took a breath and blew a raspberry on the side of your neck.
You let out another shriek and descended right back into laughter. You kicked and squirmed but there was no deterring Parker.
Suddenly your kicking was put to a halt as Chance sat on your calves.
Then you felt him start to poke at your thighs.
"N-No! Nohohoho noho!" You tried to stop your blabbering but you couldn't.
Parker giggled. "Nice one! New spot!" He looked back at Chance who had an unusually mischievous expression.
"No what? No... tickling right here?" He put more pressure on his pokes, now attacking sporadically over the area.
Your giggling shot up an octave and you wiggled back and forth, trying to distract yourself from the sensations assaulting one of your worst spots.
"N-nohoho no noho nohoho! Dahahammit- stohohop! Fuhuhuck!" You tittered at an embarrassingly high pitch.
He switched to a firm massage of the area and you immediately arched your back and absolutely howled in laughter.
"FUHUHU- CHAHAHAHANCE! DOHOHOHON'T! NOHOHOHO!"
Parker cracked up at your expense. "I didn't know their voice went that high! Hahaha- that's hilarious!"
You felt Chance let up and simply rest his hands on your lower thighs. You finally relaxed and were able to catch your breath.
Damn, you haven't laughed that hard in a long, long time.
"You ready to apologize for cheating? You look pretty destroyed already." Chance said.
After a moment of catching your breath you flash a small smirk. "Probably not. I'm not destroyed yet am I?"
They blinked in surprise. Then Parker shifted to a knowing grin. "Oh? Oh... you're enjoying this, aren't you? Laughing, snorting, giggling while our hands are all over you?"
You face flushed fire engine red and you turned your head to look anywhere but them. Damn. You made it way too obvious.
You felt an index finger and thumb take hold of your chin. Parker turned your face to look at him. He had the sappiest grin you've ever seen. "As if you couldn't get anymore goshdarn adorable."
"Glad to know you love it when we tickle you to pieces and watch you smile and laugh." Chance started gently poking your thighs, sending you into an unstoppable fit of giggles. Your boyfriends grinned.
Parker began lazily skittering his fingers up and down your ribs and sides while talking as if you weren't laughing your head off. "So how do we get the cheater to apologize if they love getting tickled so much?"
"Even if they love this, I think everyone has a limit." Chance switched back to firmly massaging the sensitive muscle, sending you careening head first into a fit of high-pitched laughter. "We just gotta find it."
Parker was face-to-face with you as he spoke. "Oh, I think we'll find it."
Then that fucker resumed his unnaturally effective nibbles along your neck and ears
God, if you thought you were hysterical before, you were absolutely GONE by this point.
Even if you had made an attempt, there was not a single hope for even minutely suppressing the shrieking cackling being forced from your lungs.
"FUHUHUCK! STOHOHOHAHAHAHA- I-IHIHI CAHAHAHAN'T!"
"If you apologize, we'll stop." Chance cooed.
"MAYBE." Parker added between nibbles and now raspberries.
Seemingly not yet satisfied for how utterly hysterical you were, Parker started clawing at your ribs again, though now they were going higher, and higher.
"PAHAHAHARK! NOHOHOT THEHEHERE! P-PLEHEHEHEHEASE!" You shrieked as his wiggling clawing fingers reached your underarms.
As his digits clawed and raked at the hollows of your underarms you broke completely. Your laughter went silent and tears of mirth fell from your eyes.
You started trying to shriek out something resembling an apology but all it amounted to was silently mouthing 'Sorry.'
"They okay?" Chance said, concern woven into his words as his tickling eased to light poking.
Parker lifted his head from your neck and you were able to get in one wheezing breath.
"S-SORRY! IHI'M SORRY!" You spat from empty lungs.
"Holy crit- did we go too far?" Chance quickly hopped off the bed and approached the headboard, leaning over and observing you with a worried expression.
Parker looked guilty but didn't say anything as he removed his hands from your underarms.
You quickly curled up and focused on refilling your chest with actual oxygen.
Parker stammered. "Shit, I-I didn't mean to-"
"I'm okay." You said finally. You had caught your breath and were once again capable of coherent speech. You sat up and Parker sat on his knees beside you.
You gave a light-hearted chuckle. "Takes more than that to take me out. And I guess I deserved a little bit of that for cheating you two, though seeing you like that was extremely entertaining." You could see them both sag in relief in your return to your joking and friendly demeanor.
"I think you deserved all of it." Parker giggled and poked you in the side. After all that you just endured it didn't take more than that to get you to laugh again, to which your two boyfriends joined you.
"You know, while you two were tormenting me..."
"Giving you what you deserve." Parker corrected.
"Tormenting me." You corrected back, more firmly. "I couldn't help but notice that Chance was pretty chill, meanwhile you, mister," You tapped Parker on the nose. "acted like you were trying to tickle me to my early death."
Parker giggled. "I know how to punish cheaters."
"Well, I think it was too far."
Both your boyfriends looked a bit guilty and sad at that, but that's not what you were going for.
"I think, after all the torment I just faced, I deserve..." you squeezed Parker's side. "A little revenge." You shot a look to Chance. "And if you don't want that revenge to include you, you'll help me out here."
"H-Hey!" Parker sputtered, his face turning pink. He could fight back when it was just you, but with Chance? He knew he was just as fucked as you had been.
"You two are quite the pair." Chance shook his head with a smile. "I'll join only if you two don't gang up on me next."
You gave your best most genuine smile while you crossed your fingers behind your back.
"Promise."
Chance snickered and turned his head to Parker. "Sorry, bud. You were pretty harsh on them."
"W-wait wait wait wait wAIT WAIT-!"
You grabbed and yanked him close, fingers immediately descending onto his sides which had already proven to be quite ticklish.
He squealed and burst into hilariously goofy laughter. He began trying to shove you off, which he would've succeeded at had Chance not come around the other side of the bed and grabbed his wrist. He held one arm up high and then went to town tickling the stretched and vulnerable underarm.
Parker squealed at an ever higher pitch than you did and exploded into cackling.
"G-GEHEHEHET OHOHOUT OF THEHEHERE! PFFTAHAHAHA- NOHOHOHOT THEHEHEHERE!"
"Jesus Christ!" You laughed. "And you said my voice was high? Oh how the mighty fall."
With only one defensive arm to fight off, you were quickly able to find another ticklish spot.
As soon as you began massaging his ribs he went wild, thrashing and screeching and babbling in hysterics.
Damn, he was a cackling babbling mess way quicker than you.
Not that you were.
That'd be embarrassing.
You totally had it together completely earlier.
Yeah.
"Wow, you're even more ticklish than them!" Chance said gleefully.
As much as you wanted revenge, you felt it was only fair to give Parker an out.
"If you say you give up, we'll let you go. But that would require you losing, wouldn't it?"
Chance giggled. "Oh, now he'll never let up."
"I-IHIHI CAHAHAN'T!"
"I don't hear 'I give up', so I guess we'll just keep going forever.'' You sang as you started inching your tickling fingers higher and higher towards his other underarm.
As your tickling went higher, so did Parker's laughter and further did his resolve crumble.
"N-NO! PLEHEHEASE NOHO MOHOHORE THEHEHERE!"
While Chance was skittering and poking the underarm he had access to, you decided since massaging his ribs worked so well, you should massage and squeeze the area you had access to.
Well as soon as you squeezed the muscle between his pec and underarm, Parker absolutely screamed in ticklish agony.
"AHAHA! OHOKAY OKAY! IHI GIHIHIVE UHUHUP! NO MOHORE NOHOHO MOHOHOHORE!"
You and Chance instantly relented and gave him some space. His arms slammed to his sides and he shoved his hands in his armpits as he rolled onto his back and then side, giggling uncontrollably as he did so.
"Damn, Parker. I think you are more ticklish than me, holy shit." You smiled down at him, admiring his wide smile and laugh lines as he caught his breath.
"Okay, both of you going for my worst spot at the same time is completely unfair."
"It's totally fair." You retorted.
"You okay, Parks?" Chance asked.
"How come you're the only one who hasn't been tickled out of their mind today?" Parker whined with a glare as he began to sit up.
"H-Hey!" Chance held up his hands in a protective stance. "(Y/N) promised not to tickle me."
You held up your fingers, now crossed.
"Okay, crossing fingers is not allowed." Chance said.
"It totally is." You and Parker said simultaneously.
Chance turned to make a run for it but Parker was faster. He launched off the bed and tackled Chance to the floor with you hurrying behind him.
Parker was gripped onto Chance's legs like an ankle weight to keep him from running. You quickly made your way to him and plopped onto Chance's hips, staring him right in the face with a taunting grin.
"I wonder how ticklish you are compared to Parker." You cooed. Chance's face went red. He was always easy to make blush.
"U-uh, well..." Chance looked away with a wobbly smile.
You chuckled. "I think I know the answer." You placed your hands on his sides, fingers pressing firmly into the area. His whole body violently jolted and he sharply inhaled.
"While you're busy up there, I'm gonna go for his feet." Parker said as he began taking Chance's shoes off.
"Oh, crit." Chance covered his flushed face with his hands.
You giggled. "This is going to be fuuuuuun~" You began lightly dancing your fingers up and down his sides.
Chance burst into bouncy contagious giggling behind his hands and you couldn't help but grin at the sound. He'd always had the cutest giggles.
Even through his thick shirt he was giggling up a storm. He reached your hands down to try and slip them under the shirt, grazing over his waist in the process.
"AHA! D-dahahammit." Chance cursed, seemingly annoyed at himself for having unconsciously revealed a weak spot to you.
"Oh?"
"N-no, (Y/N), don't."
You couldn't take those little protests seriously when he had that adorably shy smile of his.
"Right heeeeere?" You began skittering and poking the length of his waist. Chance bucked and squealed before squirming side to side in faster and more hysterical giggles than before.
And when you got his hips, those giggles quickly turned into full on laughter.
And when you began massaging the hollows of his hips?
"CRIT- Nohohohahahaha! NOHOHOT THEHEHERE! I cahahahan't tahahake ihihit!"
He was hiding his clearly red face in the crooks of his elbows as he wiggled and squirmed beneath your touch.
I dunno. You seem pretty ticklish to me. Still doesn't seem up to Park-"
"HOLY CRIHIT NOHOHOHO! PAHAHAHARKER!" Chance exploded into loud and deep belly laughter, bucking wildly. You turned your head back to see Parker scribbling his fingers over the bare sole of Chance's foot.
"NOW who's the most ticklish one here?" He snickered.
You let your skittering fingers wander upwards under his shirt to his sides. You laughed loudly at the snort it drew out and the flush that spread to Chance's neck in response.
"You seem pretty bad, but still not quite there." You wandered your hands and quickly found another tickle spot, his chubby belly.
You began rapidly squeezing the soft flesh with one hand while the other hand teased and poked his belly button.
If you thought he was laughing before, he was cackling at this point. That, and also, bucking and thrashing like his life depended on it.
His hands finally flew down from his face to grab and desperately push on your hands currently torturing his most ticklish spot.
Just like your other boyfriend, Chance had a gorgeous smile. And his bright red blush definitely enhanced the overall cuteness.
You and Parker rolled off of him to either side and let him breathe, as he had done for both of you.
For a moment you just laid on your back, head turned to stare at Chance, and stayed quiet, listening to nothing but Chance's panting.
"Okay, are we all even now?" Chance chuckled tiredly.
"For now." Parker hummed.
"I'd say so." You shrugged.
"Did we decide who's the most ticklish?" Parker asked.
"Between you two I think it's a tie." You said. "Parker's spots are more intense, but Chance just has more spots to tickle."
You loved how even that much seemed to fluster Chance. He hid his face in his elbows again and laid his head back.
"God, you two are gonna kill me." Chance sighed.
"I feel like we already did that." You said and poked his side. He immediately caught your wrist and shot you an amused but tired look.
"That's enough for today. We can have another tickle fight tomorrow, but I'm too damn tired after all that."
You chuckled. "Fair enough."
"I can always go for round two!" Parker said sitting up.
Your eyes widened. "Uh, maybe Chance is right and we should do that tomorrow." You smiled nervously.
"You're just scared I'll win." Parker laid back down on the floor next to Chance.
Chance wrapped his strong arms around each of you and hugged you tight.
"Love you guys." He mumbled. You glanced at his face, he looked like his eyelids weighed ten tons.
To be fair, you weren't super energetic either now that the adrenaline had worn off.
Of course, Parker had the energy to run ten marathons no matter what.
"Wanna go cuddle and watch movies downstairs?" You asked.
"I've never wanted anything more." Chance said, planting a quick kiss to your forehead and Parker's.
"Alright! We should watch the Jumanji movies again!" Parker jumped up like he had drank three coffees. "And I'll get popcorn. Oh, and sodas. And candy!" With that, Parker was running down the stairs.
Chance picked himself off the floor and gave you a hand up. "I enjoyed making you laugh."
"Same to you." You kissed his cheek and chuckled as he turned red and started heading down the stairs.
