Hii!! How's your day, talented writer? hihihi I really hope you're doing well! If you have time please consider writing an enstars tickle scenario, where the producer (male) is jealous seeing hokuto being close to tomoya (knowing that tomoya have a crush on hokuto)
when hokuto noticed it, he began teasing the producer and eventually tickling him lol, the scenario seems fun because of the one sided tickle fight (lee male producer, ler the one and only merciless hokuto)
Take your time & have a nice day!
Sorry I added this gif, IâM SO FUCKING SHOCKED AT ITđ
P.S. Sorry itâs not long. If you need me to redo it to your liking, say something and Iâll try my best, promise. I didnât know where I was going with this and I apologize.
P.P.S! I didnât know what ship u exactly wanted, so I made Hokuto, Tomoya, and the producer be in a relationship. Iâm really sorry if thatâs not what u wanted
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The producer heard faint pleads coming from Hokutoâs room, so he did the only right answer, went to go give it a look. What he didnât realize was the cute, yet, annoying display in front of him.
Hokuto was tickling the ever loving shit out of Tomoya. âAw~ Canât take what u dished out, Bunny~?â
âNohohoho, Stahahahap, please, H-Hohohohkuto!!!â Tomoya withered in place; he couldnât really do much since his hands was being pinned down by the bigger one, so all he could do was take it.
âToo bad, u knew my thighs were really ticklish, but u still squeezed them? If I donât know any better, Iâd feel like u wanted this type of attention.â Hokuto slowly traced down the manâs stomach, to his navel and wriggled inside of it.
The teases and tickles Hokuto placed on Tomoya, made him squirm in place. It reminded him everytime someone else would do the same thing, but they were never⊠this intense? He doesnât know how to describe it, all he knew was that he wanted to be in Tomoyaâs place. Something tickled the inside of his stomach, wether it was butterflies, his giant lee mood, or⊠that he was⊠jealous? Couldnât be, he doesnât know why he was jealous, he has no reason to be. But nothing he says will stop this growing urge to go over there and stop this mess.
Hokuto looked up at the door because he felt a strange presence, as he saw the producer walk out, quietly closing the door behind him. Something was off with his face tho, he looked⊠sad. Hokuto got off of Tomoya, as he rubbed the latterâs stomach, âThere, now youâll learn your lesson. Never tickle me unless u want to be tickled back.â He laughed walking his way towards the door.
Tomoya panted, âit⊠IT WASNâT INTENTIONAL!â
âYeah yeah, but u still did, and u had a smirk on your face, learn your place jellybean~â Hokuto looked back and winked at him, then walked off, closing the door.
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âHey, sport, can I come in?â Hokuto knocked on the producerâs door with his middle and index finger.
âYou ok? I saw u leave the room, u looked sad.â Hokuto walked to his desk to where he was sitting, and sat on top of it.
The producer blushed tenfold, it was more embarrassing that Hokuto saw him walk out of the room, then watching the scene itself, and he doesnât know why.
âIt was nothing, now please get off my desk so I can finish my work in peace.â
Hokuto wouldnât let this slide, he got off, walked behind the producer and swirled him around to where he was facing him. âAw~ your face is all red~, wanna tell me why u seem upset?â
âUgh, your head is bigger than your body, get. OUT!â The producer tried pushing him away, but he was bigger and stronger, and he didnât look like he was moving any time soon.
âNo! Not until u tell me!â Hokuto squeezed his sides. The producer squirmed away from the attacking fingers.
Hokuto stopped. âOh? I forgot u were ticklish, hehe, now u gonna tell me why ur upset. Or u want me to attack u?~â
âHow can you just FORGET someoneâs ticklish? And no! Get away from me you big oaf!â The producer tried to push him off a second time, but his attempts were ineffective.
âIdk, I guess I just tickle Tomoya too much, that I forgot other people were ticklish.â
There he goes again, always talking about Tomoya. The producer doesnât have a problem with him, but whenever Hokuto mentions his name, he has a strange urge to punch the wall. He loves Tomoya matter of fact, he loves Hokuto too, but⊠he just doesnât know what heâs feeling anymore. âDid u forget u were ticklish too?â The producer squeezed his side, causing him to fall to the ground, giving the producer a chance to run, until he caught his ankle and made him fall.
âDonât think u can wiggle away from the tickle monster~ Heâs got his ways.â Hokuto managed to get up while still holding the producerâs ankle and sat on his back. He ran a finger down his spine, making him arch his back with a squeal.
âEek! No! Plehehehease, Hokuto!â The producer begged, hoping his pleads wonât work because he kinda didnât wonât this to end, well not yet of course.
âYou gonna tell me whatâs up?â Hokuto flipped the producer around, facing his reddened, smiley face.
âItâs none of your business.â He turned his head to the side as to not look up at his ler, who had this shit eating grin that was making him squirm with anticipation every second he stared at him.
Hokuto examined the producers sharp jawline that looked like it could cut a rock in half. It was so defined and smooth, he could kiss all over it-. What the hell is Hokuto saying right now?! Kiss his best friend?! Thatâs absurd, not too mention he was probably straight, but every time Hokuto kept telling himself lies, he couldnât find himself looking away, distracted by the beauty. He brought his index finger up to trace it, only for the producer to scrunch his neck back towards the man who looked like he was written by Aphrodite. âHeheheheh, Hokuto!â
Oh yeah, thatâs what he was doing, interrogating the cute one underneath him. He almost lost control for a second, âAw, whatâs wrong, producer? A little ticklish?~â
âDonât even, youâre extremely ticklish too.â The producer brought his hand up to squeeze his side for demonstration, but was caught and brought up above his head.
âAny last words?â Hokuto wriggled his hand above the producerâs outstretched armpit.
âHa, all choked up? I didnât even start.â Hokuto brought his hand down, making skin contact.
âPfft- Hohohokuto!â The producer wiggled in place, making it kinda obvious that he still wanted it to continue.
âTell me now, or Iâll tickle all the way down from your armpits to the bottoms of your oh so ticklish bare feet.â The ler whispered in his ear teasy lines, while he lightly scratched the producerâs bare underarm. âYou wouldnât like that would u?â Hokuto got close to his face where the producer could practically feel his hot breath.
The producer rapidly shook his head, âN-no, I wonât!â
âThen your gonna tell me why youâre upset, doesnât that sound fun?~â
He gulped, and it was a pretty loud gulp because it got the attention of Hokuto.
âWow⊠So you arenât gonna tell me? You know, this could all be over with one quick swoop!â Hokuto squeezed up and down the producerâs ribcage.
âGaH! Nohohohoho please, Hohohohkuto.â
âYou do realize since youâre not telling me to stop, youâre enjoying yourself, right?â Hokuto stopped his attacking fingers.
The producer looked up at him with teary eyes. âWh-What, but⊠but I donâtâŠâ he sounded like he was about to cry, and that struck something inside of the lerâs heart.
âHey, hey, itâs ok, trust me. Your secret is safe with me.â Hokuto caressed the producerâs face, staring deeply in his watery eyes, getting lost like he was in a tide pool trying to survive. It was beautiful, charming, to be exact⊠âTomoya enjoys it too, but he has his limits, and itâs just so cute, haha-â
âSHUT UP!â The producer blurted out, letting his jealousy get the better of him. âYou always talk about Tomoya. Tomoya did this, Tomoya did that, AND IâM SICK OF IT!! Ever since⊠ever since u met him, it felt like we lost connection. You would always tickle him, I would never even get a poke out of you. And I canât say how I feel⊠b-because, I donât want to be judgedâŠâ The producer sniffed out, god he swore to secrecy that he will never explode like this to anyone, but he couldnât stop as the tears kept flowing down his cheeks, and words kept getting spurred up by his saliva forming at the corners of his mouth.
âWoah, Woah, Woah, what do you mean?â
âI like you, Hokuto, I love Tomoya too. In fact I wanna date both of you guys, but⊠But, I canâtâ The producer whispered that last one, taking in heeps of breath. âI know itâs weird to be in love with a men since Iâm one too, let alone, in love with two at the same time, so I get it, if you donât want to be friends with me beacuse Iâm gay, then thatâs fine⊠I-â
Hokuto interrupted the producer with a passionate kiss, lasting for at least 3 minutes, till the producer broke apart. âWh-What was that?!â
âI love you too, producer, I love Tomoya as well.â
âI guess what Iâm saying is⊠will you go out with me? Please?â
âO-Of course!â The producer went back in for another kiss, until they both heard a knock at the open door, coming face to face with Tomoya.
âThat was the hottest shit Iâve ever seen. YOU GUYS LOVE ME!!â Tomoya squealed with excitement.
They both laughed, âTomoya, will u date us?â Hokuto asked.
âOMG YES!!! But too bad I missed out on tickling the producerâŠ.â
âItâs ok, you can help me tickle Hokuto if you want!â The producer smiled at Tomoya and grinned at Hokuto.
âDid u honestly forget u were the most ticklish one out of us three?â The producer got up, leaning over a scared, soon-to-be, lee.
âOh, yes~ I forgot that too.â Tomoya walked over to him with wiggly fingers and a meanacing grin matching his loverâs.
âWait, wait guys. It was ok if I tickled you two because u enjoyed it and I donât, please guys, have mercy on me!â Hokuto slowly backed up to where his back was pushed to the wall.
âMercy? We havenât even started yet. Tomoya, hold him down.â
That night was filled with laughter, kisses, and truth or dares. It was one hell of a night, a night that they all will remember.
