Heyo, hru? How about Wakasa Imaushi + Thighs for the game?
Character ¦ Wakasa Imaushi
Tags ¦ f!reader, no dom/sub dynamics, established relationship, tickling, grabbing, sexual themes at the end, unedited
Waiting wasn't any fun when you had to sit quietly. Your eyes peered around the mostly empty bar. Just to find one other person at a table on the other side of the room looking at his phone. With a sigh you avert your eyes back to Wakasa.
"When are they going to show up?" you asked, placing a long emphasis on the last word.
With a slow bat of his eyelashes, Wakasa looked at you. Lollipop stick sticking out of his mouth, "Just be patient. They should be here soon. Order a drink or something. I'll pay for you."
That definitely wasn't the answer you wanted. You wanted to go home and cuddle and just be with Wakasa. But nope. Not today. There was some sort of deal that Wakasa had to be a part of.
Groaning lowly to yourself, you tipped your head back against the cushioned seat. You could feel the boredom seeping further and further into your soul. But as you were sitting there, a thought came to mind and the corners of your lips curled up.
Slowly your hand slips to Wakasa's thigh. He seems to think nothing of it. Not even a glance at your hand from him as you did so. Meaning you could go along with your attack on boredom. Making the weight of your hand light, you let your fingers glide up close to the conjunction of his hip and thigh. And that's when you would strike!
Grabbing the meat of his thigh, you knew he was ticklish there. The fact that Wakasa wasn't expecting it at all made it all even better. You swore and unhuman noise came from that mans lips the moment your squeezed him. Making his leg jump and his head turned to you right after.
"Stop that." he muttered in what seemed to be a calm manner, but his eyes said otherwise. It wasn't often that you saw his droopy eyes go wide, but tickles... well that does the trick.
"I don't know what you're talking about~" you tease and squeeze his thigh again. this time he didn't make a noise but he did twitch again. You heard a long breath come from his nostrils and you could feel his eyes on you. But you weren't looking at him. You were looking elsewhere in the room.
"I said stop it." he commanded a little more harsh this time. Wakasa's own hand moving to yours to try and pry it away from his body.
"Mmm but I'm boooored..." you whined and squeezed his thigh again.
He laughed. He actually laughed out loud, in public. It wasn't anything like him at all. But you always loved when he laughed and you always wanted to hear him laugh more.
Soon enough you were pretty much leaning into him and tickling him as much as you could. The lollipop he had in his mouth now on the table as Wakasa was doubled over. He couldn't stop laughed as he tried to move your hand away from him. No matter how many times he told you to stop, his giggles just kept flowing.
It wasn't until he moved his face to your neck and giggled against your skin that you went a little easier on him. Not tickling him as much as he was trying to catch his own breath from laughing so hard.
"Heh you made me drop my lollipop...guess I'll have to suck on you instead."
Those words were nothing of what you were expecting him to say and it caught you completely off guard. You felt your cheeks heat up and your hand stopped tickling him. Before you knew it, he was sucking lightly on your neck, moving his own hand to your thigh. You could feel his hand grip the meat of your thigh and it made you gasp. The way he was gripping you wasn't the tickling kind either. It was deliberate and intentional. He knew what he was doing.
You then felt his mouth pop off your neck and his lips ghosting against your skin, "Now. If you stop tickling me, and wait like we're supposed to... I might have a surprise for you when we get home~"
