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[ceniwen]

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[ticklygiggles]

Present wrapping | LightWise [n$fw-ish]

A/N: (2/4) Merry Christmas again, @lovelynim ehehehe

Summary: What's best than to wrap your own Christmas gift?

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"T-This isn't... what I had in mind... when the manager asked me to help him wrap Christmas presents—Ah!"

A sharp gasp slipped from Lighter's lips as the same ribbon tangled around his arms, binding his wrists tightly above his head, was now blindfolding him.

The ribbon coiled around his torso like a snake, pinning his shirt in place and leaving his stomach and the gentle curve of his hips exposed, the faint line of his lower ribs peeking out beneath the hem. More ribbon wrapped around his legs, keeping them pressed together and completely immobile. A neat bow sitting right on top of his head.

"You said you didn't know what to give me for Christmas," Wise replied calmly, a grin tugging at his lips as he finished tying the ribbon around Lighter's head. "I'm just helping you."

Lighter's cheeks were already flushed, but Wise's words only made them burn even redder than the ribbon wrapped around his body. To make matters worse, Wise hadn't even bothered to lay him on the bed, he'd left him on the floor, instead, defenseless and utterly exposed.

"M-Manager," Lighter mumbled, his voice trembling slightly as he squirmed, "you're not planning on leaving me like this until Christmas… are you?"

Wise chuckled softly, his eyes gleaming as he admired his handiwork. "And why not? Presents are meant to be opened at Christmas, aren't they?"

Lighter whimpered. "I-I mean, yes, b-but… I'm not exactly… a present…" he insisted, squirming in his bounds. After a heartbeat, he tensed when silence answered him. "M-Manager?"

He couldn't see him, but he could feel him. Could feel the subtle shift in the air. Could hear Wise's soft breathing, and he thought he could even hear the manager's heartbeat, but it probably was his own, drumming in his ears. He tensed instinctively, shoulders pulling against the ribbon around his arms.

"… Manager?" he called again in a small voice, almost a whisper, "you're doing that thing where you don't answer and it's making me nervous."

Wise's fingers hovered just above Lighter's sides. Lighter squirmed slightly, feeling a shiver of anticipation run down his spine. His instincts told him he had to get out of there, his brain screamed that he was in danger, and adrenaline coursed through his body, but he didn't move. Lighter didn't try to escape.

"Relax," Wise said suddenly in a soft voice, but Lighter jumped as if he'd been given an electric shock. He chuckled a little. "I'm just going to make sure this ribbon doesn't come undone and that it lasts until Christmas morning."

Of course, checking meant touching.

Lighter gasped as Wise's fingers traced lightly along his ribs, and laughter exploded out of him even before he could process what was happening. "Manager! You can't—you cahahan't—!"

"Can't I?" Wise retorted with a mischievous smile. "Of course I can. You are the present. My present. I can do whatever I want with what's mine, can't I?"

His fingers skimmed over every sensitive spot as if testing reactions. Acting as if he'd never tickled Lighter before, even though he had often been incapacitated by the little proxy's devastating tickles.

There wasn't much Lighter could do in his current situation besides laugh uncontrollably and beg Wise to stop, but the manager wasn't planning on doing that anytime soon.

His agile fingers, gentle yet deliberate, pretended to check the ribbon around Lighter's body, but in reality, they were just tickling his ribs one by one, his fingers rubbing each thin bone as if trying to polish them. From the tip to the back where they connected to the spine. Not forgetting, of course, the sensitive spaces between each rib.

Lighter threw his head back, nearly losing it from the intense sensation that he knew—and he knew it very well—was going to get worse once Wise attacked his armpits or hips.

The proxy laughed almost sweetly, as if he weren't torturing his poor present.

"Wihihise!" Lighter shrieked, his eyes squeezed shut as small tears of laughter squeezed out. "Thihihis is too muhuhhch! And it's so unfahahair!"

Wise chuckled. "Why? Are you trying to say I planned all this?"

"N-No! It's just that—"

"You'd be right!" he said cheerfully, moving his hands rapidly from Lighter's ribs to his armpits.

The poor fighter squealed with laughter, writhing and flailing his arms desperately as Wise's fingers dug right into the creases of his exposed pits.

"AHAHAHA! H-Have mercy!" he begged, throwing his head back. "Not thehehere, please! You know—"

"Yes, I know. I know. You're really ticklish here, aren't you?" Wise purred. "That's why, obviously, I'm tickling you here!" Lighter shook his head; it was the only part of his body he could move around as he pleased. "No? You don't like being tickled here?"

Lighter shook his head once more. "I DOHOHON'T!"

"Stop lying," Wise chided him, his voice deepening, Lighter's entire body tensing even as he laughed nonstop. "Clearly you're enjoying this as much as I am, Lighter~"

One of his hands slid down his body until it settled against Lighter's cock, hard as a rock, creating a tent with his pants. Lighter gasped sharply, his laughter catching in his throat as he felt the sudden touch in such a place; his eyes widened behind the ribbon surrounding them.

The tickling stopped for a moment, and Wise smirked. "Hmm~? Is this how someone who hates being tickled reacts?"

Lighter gasped, trying to catch his breath. His heart was pounding from the tickling, but also from the path they were on now.

Wise pressed the heel of his hand lightly against Lighter's clothed cock, gently rubbing it, his fingers tracing the contours of the hard member. Lighter couldn't help but moan, his hips lifting off the floor.

"Do you like that?" Wise asked, though he already knew the answer. "I think this is my favorite present ever."

"M-Manager, please. I don't... I don't know what to do."

Those pathetic words made Wise laugh.

"You don't have to do anything, you just have to laugh and come a couple of times for me," he said with a smile, his eyes darkening with lust. "Nothing difficult, is it?"

Lighter's breathing was ragged, even though he wasn't laughing anymore. If someone had told him that morning that his boyfriend would do this... maybe he would have gotten up earlier.

"Don't worry," Wise continued, placing his thumbs against Lighter's hips, making his breath catch in his throat, his body tensing as he gently shook his head. "Of course I'll unwrap you... slowly," he said and immediately dug his thumbs into those terribly ticklish hips, rubbing deep circles that soon had Lighter laughing hysterically, his cock hardening even more inside his pants.

Ah, the quiet warmth of Christmas.

[haunted-xander]

The gap moe-ness of Lighter...

[ahomeganeyatsu]

I was thinking about Wise clinging to Lighter when he rides with him. Three minutes later, I get a glimpse of Eous clinging for his life behind Lighter in that Tour de Inferno cutscene.

[zenless-star-impact]

Lmao, I feel so seen with this and my Wise ships. Like someone else sees it and I'm not delulu

[lightwise]

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