Heyo! Hi, it’s me! It’s your girl skinny penis Squiggily! This is another one of those fics where it sat in my to-write list half finished for months before I finally got around to tweaking it to posting status! I love Goemon, while his route wasn’t my favorite, his person absolutely is! He and Rin are adorable, and now I get to share a fic to commemorate that! I hope you like it :3
Summary: Goemon is ticklish but claims he can turn it off. Unfortunately for him a slip of the tongue makes Rin’s chances of finding the “On” button even easier!
Rin loved moments like this.
Nothing to do, no one to bother them. She let out a content sigh as she laid her head against Goemon’s chest, curled up together as they watched a movie.
Well- Goemon might have been watching; she already forgot what it was about. The slow rhythmic way his chest rose and fell was making her sleepy, but she didn’t want to close her eyes. It had been so long since they laid together like this. She wanted to commit every second to memory.
I need a distraction. With that thought, she turned her attention to his stomach, eyes trailing the defined muscles standing out even beneath his worn shirt. Such a body showed how hard he trained, but her attention lingered on his Mark of Desire. The first time it appeared, he was in terrible pain- the kind so bad his howls of agony were burned into her mind. She wondered if it still hurt now.
“It doesn’t hurt.” He reassured her. He could read her like a book. “Not anymore. You’ve undone my threads, remember?”
“Ah, right.” She nodded, her eyes never leaving the spot. The longer she looked, the more she thought about the past she learned from it. The pain, the torture, the ache he felt.. She leaned forward and kissed it again, willing any phantom pains he might have felt to disappear.
“Mmph!” He flinched, twitching. Rin froze, feeling her body tense up at his reaction. Did he still have pain after all this time? “Goemon-”
“Sorry, sorry.” He ran a hand against her back soothingly, something sheepish in his voice. “It-erm…tickled.”
…huh? She wasn’t expecting that. Rin dared a peek at him, finding Goemon looking straight ahead. His cheeks were red; she definitely didn’t mishear him. “Tickled?”
Was Goemon Ishikawa- Hell’s- if not history’s most heinous “villain”…ticklish? The thought was funny to her. She felt herself smiling.
“Don’t give me that look…fine, yes. But only because it surprised me. I’m not ticklish when I’m on guard.” He nodded, confident in his response.
That didn’t sound right to her. “Oh really?” She reached a hand up, poking the spot lightly with her eyes trained on his face. Goemon merely continued to smile, unfazed. “Huh?” She sat up, stunned. “No way! You can’t turn off tickle spots!”
“I can. Part of my top-secret ninja training.” He was fighting down laughter- she couldn’t tell if it was amusement or ticklishness as she carried on poking at his belly. “If you’re defeated by something like this, how can you truly call yourself a warrior?”
“Don’t let Yona hear you say that.” One poke to that one and the soldier was on the ground. She narrowed her eyes as she shifted her viewpoint, poking at his side. “What about here?” She moved her finger up to his ribs, wiggling a single finger into them quickly. “Here?”
“What’s “here”, exactly?” The cheek of him! Goemon stretched out with his arms behind his head, acting as if nothing she was doing bothered him. “Looking for the “on” button?”
“There’s an on button?” She smiled, and he winced some at his slip up. “Don’t mind me while I try to find it!”
“You won’t.” Oo, how he knew exactly what to say to get her stubborn side going. “I’ll give you five tries. If you can’t find it then, I’m gonna tickle you back.”
She gasped. “You wouldn’t!”
“Oh I would.” He smiled that wolfish smile of his, and she felt her heart race. She knew well he’d follow through with it. Part of her wanted him to.
The other part wanted to see what Goemon was like- laughing hysterically and helpless at her touch. Plus- given how he seemed to remember all her tickle spots, it only seemed fair she knew all his. Or at least the good ones. She prodded a finger under his arm. “Here?”
“Hmmm…nope.” He smiled, and her determination flared up. “Good guess though; without my training, I’d be defenseless there.”
“I can’t tell if you’re making fun or not.” She tsked, tilting her head as she stared down at her boyfriend. How many spots was that? Three? If she wasn’t careful, she’d run out of tries.
She racked her brain for memories of their past, wondering if she ever came across such a thing when they were alive.
“H-Hey, careful! I’m a little ti-icklish!”
“Oh? The great Daigoro can laugh? How cute! What happens if I press here?”
The memory felt like a kiss from a white Daphne petal, making her warm and tingly inside. Goemon tilted his head, brows furrowing. “Rin?”
Without breaking eye contact, she reached out and poked at his chest, right along the base of his pecs.
“Ah!” Goemon jumped out of his skin, full body retracting like a dying insect. “Rin!”
“Found it.” She didn’t waste a second, scooting close and jabbing her fingers into any opening she could find. To her delight, Goemon yelped and scrunched up like a bug, his giggles growing as he tried curling into a tight ball. “I found the on button! Now I get to tickle you as much as I want!”
“Eheheheheheh! Dahhaamn, and hehehehre I thohohohought I hihihihd it behehetter! Ehehahaha, Rihihihin!” He weakly pawed at her hands, but a swipe to his belly had him weakened immediately. “Wahahhait, it tihihihickles!”
“What happened to all your ninja training? Don’t tell me that was a bluff?” She moved her hands to his sides, gently clawing at his ribs while he arched with a snort. “Better not let the guys know about this- they might start a mutiny and overthrow you!”
“Aheahhaha! Lihiihke tthahaha’t hahahhappen! Ahehaha- I’m wahhahay strohohonger thahahan any of thehehem! I cohohoohudl eaahhahsily tahahake all threheheheh of thenheheem doohown-EH!” She clawed gently at his armpits, making him whine through his laughing fits. “Nohohoo! Nononho dohohohn’t tihickle mehehe thehehehre!”
“Sorry, I couldn’t quite make that out. Did you say to tickle you here?” Grinning from ear to ear at his noisy guffaws, she doubled her efforts to tickle him, twitching in response to the hand on her waist. “Nohoho, don’t!
“Iihihih’m nhohoht gohohoing down thahhat eheheahhsiy-EHEHAH!” Her hands moved to his chest, lightly skittering her nails along his upper ribs and pecs. Goemon nearly lost his voice from how hard he was laughing, tears of mirth dotting his eyes. “RIHIHIHIN!”
“You’re not backing your claim up very well. About taking down the others.” She smiled, leaning in and kissing his rosy cheek. She let her hands return to his belly, softening his howls to a constant stream of giggles. “I won’t tell them about this though. I like being the only one who can overpower you.”
“Ehahahahah! Yoohohohu can ohohohverpohohohwer me ahahahnytime yoohohohu wahahahnt! Whahahait, wahahhait tiihihhme ohohohout!” He yelped, and she pulled her hands back. Before she could completely retract them, he caught them with entwining fingers. He took a series of deep breaths as he blinked away his mirthful tears. “Tihihime ohohohut…I nehehed a seehehcond.”
“Time out? You mean you want me to keep going?” She giggled at his words, laughing more when he suddenly pulled her flush against his chest. “G-Goemon? Are you okay?”
“Eheh..eheheheh..gotcha. I’m fihihine, I’m fine.” His eyes met hers, warm and enchanting and worsening her urge to kiss him right then and there.
Ah screw it. “Mm?” Goemon made a small surprised noise when she leaned in, capturing his lips within her own. The hands in hers pulled back, relocating on her back as he pressed her closer to him. “Mm..why hello there, gorgeous. What was that for?”
“Can’t a woman kiss her husband?.” She smiled at his flushed cheeks, leaning in and kissing him again. “It’s only fair after finding the Great Goemon Ishikawa’s greatest weakness.”
“Nah, tickling is up there, but that’s not my greatest weakness.”
“Oh?” She leaned in to hear his response. “What is?”
He looked at her for a long moment, both with love and a hint of exasperation. Rin blinked, then her own face went bright red as she realized he meant her. “Oh..”
“God, I love you.” Goemon laughed before flipping them over, pressing her against the couch as he kissed her fully. She instinctively wrapped her arms around him, running her fingers through his hair as she drowned in the sweet taste of his lips.
“What..what were we doing?” She asked when they pulled away, a tad breathless.
“Watching a movie I think?” He kissed her quickly. “Do you want to keep watching it?”
“Nah, you’re much more interesting.” She smiled as he leaned in for another kiss, falling in love with her beloved husband over and over again.
it bothers me that right after audrey and gina kiss and hint to making out, they just give each other a big hug.... like we've the straight characters on this show get fairly intimate and even start having sex....... but as soon as two queer girls kiss (v v chastely I might add) they backtrack by just hugging and then that's it
